All language subtitles for LUCIFER - S02 E03 - Sin-Eater (720p AMZN WebRip)

Previously on Lucifer...
Someone's escaped from Hell.

Who escaped Hell? LUCIFER: Mom.

If she's not coming to kill me,

then I don't know
what she's doing.

Aren't you glad to see me?

I apologize for my human form.

Chloe, I'm sorry.

You don't get to be sorry.

DAN: I've been demoted.

I'm reassigned to
assist on cases.

MAZE: I need to figure out
where I fit in in this world.

I need some space.

AMENADIEL: Things have
been very trying for me.

(yelling) MAZE: Lucifer
made a deal with

your ex to take
you back to Hell.

And he doesn't break deals.

I want what your
father took from me.

All right, you can stay,

just until I figure out
what I need to do.

* I-I... can get used to this... *

MAN: I want to say I'm sorry...

for all my sins.

For anything I have ever
done that hurt people.

I was stupid.

And I am sorry.

I am so sorry.

(crying softly)

All I want now is forgiveness.

I just want to take it all back.

Please.

(lighter clicks)

No! Just let me take it back!

No, no, no, no! No...!

(woman squealing)

(chuckling)

(moaning)

There's no need for squeals.

We'll stop this torture
any time you like.

Just say the word.

Don't you dare stop.

(chuckles)

MOM: What happens if he stops?

Well, Lucifer, don't be shy.

Introduce me to your friend.

Lucifer, you brought a surprise.

I most certainly did not
bring any surprises.

Oh, she's beautiful.

LUCIFER: That's my mum

you're talking about.

This just got too weird.

(elevator bell dings)

Listen, Mum, I know I chose

not to return you
to Hell, yet...

Which I appreciate.
But that doesn't mean

you can just waltz in here
and accost my guests.

I apologize.

It's just that all
these human rules

and customs are so confusing.

Remember, I'm still getting
used to this earthly skin sack.

Yes, yes, you used
to be a goddess.

I know, but things
are different now.

And I will figure it out.

Now that we're together again,

I just want to be
part of your lives.

Not this part!

Out of bounds.

Wait. What do you
mean by "lives"?

I want to see Amenadiel.

(laughs): What?

It's time.

I am not going to live

in fear of my own son.

We may have had our
differences...

He literally carried
you to Hell.

But I created him.

Certainly that has to
count for something.

It doesn't. Bummer, right?

One look at you,
and he'll take you

right back where you came from.

I'm surprised he hasn't come
sniffing around already.

Well, what am I supposed to
do, just sit here and hide?

See a movie, go to a museum.

Catch up on what's happened over
the past few thousand years.

You'd be surprised.

Yes. I suppose a
lot has changed.

I mean, who would've
predicted you would've

taken on this human job?

I'm a punisher, Mother.
It's what I've always done.

The only thing that
changed was the locale.

(scoffs)

I know what you're thinking,

but I was assisting on a
stakeout that went long,

and I'm really sorry,
but I promise you,

I will make it up to you, okay?

How?

Double fudge, your favorite.

You're lucky I like you.

(sighs)

Hey.

Hey.

Thank you for letting me do
the pickup here at work.

I've just been running around
a lot since the demotion.

You know, helping out

on everyone else's cases.

Yeah. It's fine, it's fine.

Are we still going on our
family camping trip?

Oh, uh...

We're still ler... working
out the logistics of that.

Of the trip.

(clears throat)

Look, I know that
you're still mad at me.

I deserve it.

But this stuff between us is
starting to affect Trixie.

So I think that we
need to talk later.

(phone ringing)

Yeah, yeah. We should.

You're right.

Uh, Decker.

Okay, yeah. Two seconds.

MAN: I was stupid.

And I'm sorry.

(indistinct police
radio chatter)

Victim's name was
Nicholas Sands, 35.

Worked as an exec at the
Internet startup called Wobble.

Wobble?

Please tell me that's
a pornography site.

Oh, no, no. Wobble's like a
next gen Facebook, you know?

People post updates,
photos, links.

Mine's mostly slo-mo videos
of me doing cannonballs

onto inflatable pool toys.

You should check it out.

I'll pass, but thank you.

Nick's confession was posted
to his Wobble account

six hours ago, right
around the time of death.

Which means whoever did this
wanted us to find that video.

So we could see how weepy
this chap was before he died.

Now, that is cruel.

Ella, do we know how
the fire started?

Any chemicals we can trace?

So far, all we've got
is paraffin oil.

Which is highly flammable,
but also, like, everywhere.

Even in crayons, so
color at your own risk.

Doesn't help us
narrow the suspects.

Yeah, but this might.

Okay, so based on
the burn pattern,

which is pretty
gnarly in this case,

it looks like the highest
concentration of accelerant

was placed, well...

here.

LUCIFER: Goodness gracious,

great balls of fire.

Lucifer. I mean, I've
heard of hot pants,

but this really
brings new meaning

to the term "fire crotch," doesn't it?
Lucifer.

Wait. I have more.

Smokey Bobinson.

Weekend at Burnie's.

His burning bush?

Oh. Very good. (chuckles)

That was actually
me, by the way,

so don't tell anyone.
CHLOE: Hey, guys?

Dead body.

Can you please take
this seriously?

I assure you, Detective, I'm
taking this very seriously.

Look at this.

Our killer was clearly
punishing his victim.

And?

And punishing is my job.

So if there's someone out there

stealing my jam, I
need to find out who.

It's game bloody on.

*

CHLOE: Do not touch
the charred crotch.

Is a sentence I never
thought I'd say out loud.

It's vicious work.

I mean, I reserve this
kind of treatment

for the truly terrible in Hell.

Pedophiles, Nazis.

People who put their
seats back on a plane.

Uh-huh. Seeing as the nature
of the crime is so specific,

we need to figure out who
had a personal grudge

against the victim. Hmm.

Uh, by the way, you've
skipped a spot, there.

Oh. (Chuckles)

Yeah, it's not like you

to miss a step in the
clothing department.

Yes, well, I had to
rush out this morning.

I've got an unexpected
houseguest I can't get rid of.

Oh, right. New lady friend
that you can't shake.

A rather old one, actually.

Yeah, I know how...
complicated exes can be.

What? She's not an ex.

OFFICER: You should
see this, Detective.

Thanks.

What is it?

E-mails from Nick's
supervisor at Wobble.

A woman by the name
of Leila Simms.

Let me guess, something riveting

about the latest
quarterly report?

"How could you?

"I should have known better.

You won't get away with this."

"I'll burn you starting
with your man parts"?

No. (Sighs)

Still, that's a pretty good lead.
Yep.

CHLOE: Do not... touch...

the charred crotch.

And Nick was so...
sweet and charming.

How could someone
do such a thing?

So, Leila, you were
his supervisor.

How well did you know him?

We dated briefly, a while ago.

LUCIFER: Oh.

(sighs)

Would you say things
sort of flamed out,

or did they end in more of

a blaze of glory?

Lucifer. You're right,
far too subtle.

Why did you torture the
poor young man to death?

Torture him?

Oh, God.

You think I had something
to do with this?

Well, we know about
the angry e-mails.

I was pissed off.

He shared pictures
of us together.

Mm, mid-coitus?

If so, we'll have to
confiscate those immediately.

No.

Just of us

at-at dinner.

But I'm his boss,

and inter-office romance
is frowned upon here.

Well, it hardly seems worthy

of lighting a man's
johnson on fire.

Wait.

Is that how he died?

There's something
you should see.

(intercom beeps)

Ray, can you come
in here, please?

Ray, I'm gonna need you
to pull up the video

of Tommy at the company retreat.

RAY: The video of Tommy?

Ray's head of our H.R.

Being protective is
part of his job.

Do it, Ray.

Nick was a charmer,
but he had a tendency

to be a little harsh
with interns.

Aka, he could be a real dick.

As you'll see.

Aah! Aah! (laughter)

My balls! Get it off!

(laughter continues)

(laughing)

Come on, that is quite funny.

LEILA: Nick posted the video
shortly after the retreat,

and even though it was
quickly taken down,

everyone saw it.

Tommy was a laughingstock.

He quit pretty soon after.

Certainly looks like motive.

Huh.

What can you tell me
about Nick Sand's death?

Just that the bastard finally
got what he deserved.

Okay. And why did he deserve it?

As soon as I took
the job at Wobble,

Nick made it his
personal mission

to make my life hell.

Sabotaging my work,
terrorizing me,

making me the butt
of all of his jokes.

Or the balls, in this case?

TOMMY: That stupid video was

my breaking point.

Everyone saw it.
Everyone laughed at me!

No one's laughing now, Tommy.

So after everything
that happened, what,

you-you wanted to make
him feel your pain?

He deserved what
happened to him.

Yeah, but you're not
answering the question.

Did you kill Nick?

LUCIFER: I understand
punishment all too well, Tommy,

and Nick deserved
to be punished.

He did, didn't he?

LUCIFER: Mm. He took your
dignity, and so you had to

take your revenge.

There was no other way to get
your proverbial balls back.

So tell me...

did you desire...

I killed him.

Oh.

Well, that took

all the fun out of it.

That did not go how I expected.

Oh, come now, Detective.
He obviously wanted people

to know that he got his revenge.

Now our would-be punisher's
brought to justice,

and the field is mine again...

What on earth is she doing here?

CHLOE: Charlotte Richards.

The defense attorney
we saved, remember?

She must be back here
defending some scumbag.

But why are they all being so...
chummy?

CHLOE: Well, she used to
be a cop, and, oh, yeah,

'cause she's a knockout.

Personally, I'm surprised
that you haven't tried...

Pardon me, pardon me. Excuse us.

Charlotte, hello. Do you mind
if we have a quick word?

(chuckles)

(quietly): What are you
doing here, Mother?

I thought we agreed you'd
do something constructive

with your time, like mall
walking or a studio tour,

perhaps, but...

How did you even
find your way here?

Well, it wasn't difficult.

I simply smiled at a male human
and asked him to take me.

Need I remind you that Charlotte
Richards has a husband out there

who's wondering where
she popped off to.

And you have a son who wants
to take you back to Hell.

So drawing attention to
yourself in a police station

in this little...
getup, not a good idea.

But I had to see it for myself.

My boy, working, toiling,

amidst humanity's muck.

Well, I hope it's everything
you imagined and more.

Now go see Cabaret. I'm sure
you'll find it riveting.

I just don't understand.

Of all the things that you
could do with your talents,

law enforcement?

Have you considered I might
enjoy exploring humanity?

(elevator bell dings)

They eat, darling.

All they do is eat.

And then afterwards, the
food comes out changed

and not for the better.

Detective.

I didn't realize

you and Charlotte knew
each other so well.

Oh, we do and we don't.
It's a long story, really.

Right, shall we go somewhere

to, uh, celebrate
solving the case?

No. Not yet.

Tommy was humiliated.

Makes sense why he'd
want to kill Nick.

But something just
doesn't sit right.

Detective, you, of all people,
should know how good it feels

to punish someone
who's wronged you.

How so? Oh, come now.

You may not be roasting
Dan's chestnuts... yet...

But a shoulder shrug here,
a dismissive look there

could be just as effective.
Okay, fine.

Maybe I've been a little hard on
Dan lately, but he deserves it.

And I'm sure you found
it very satisfying.

But have you considered

for just one moment

how your fighting affects
those caught in the middle?

You mean Trixie?

What? No, I mean me.

Think how terribly
bored I am by it all.

Ah, look, there he is.
Now's your chance

to stop with your "will
they, won't they" nonsense.

It's not that simple.

I'm avoiding a difficult
conversation.

Well, I...

Hi.

There's something
you got to see.

Another apology video dropped
along with another body.

MAN: I know it was wrong!

I shouldn't have
posted that video!

She didn't deserve to be
humiliated like that.

(sobs): I'm sorry.

*

CHLOE: (sighs) Two murders.

Same M.O.

But Tommy was already in custody
when this guy was killed.

There's no way he did this.

LUCIFER: Tommy wanted
his dignity back.

Whoever did this

clearly had a much grander
objective in mind.

Ladies and gentlemen,

it looks like we're
tracking a serial killer.

Victim's Adam Wiser, 29,

worked as an assistant
at a local bank.

Time of death was two hours ago,
but apparently he's been missing

for almost two days.

Ooh, that's a long
time on a sex rack.

Not a record, but
quite impressive.

Ella, we know the
cause of death?

Well, he's got broken
ribs, a ruptured spleen

and possible cranial bleeding,
which would all totally suck.

And yet, this dude asphyxiated.

He was choked with an apple?

No.

More like an orchard.

We're gonna have to cut
him open to get the rest.

That's messed up.

Certainly brings new meaning
to the term "deep throat."

Why not just kill the guy?

Why all the pomp
and circumstance?

Well, our punisher's
clearly sending a message.

Perhaps if we find the
video that Apple Boy

is apologizing for, we'll
know what that message is.

Hold this. What are you doing?

The original video was filmed
on Nick's phone, right?

What if Adam's doing
the same thing?

(dialing)

(phone beeps)

(ringtone playing)

Be careful, Detective.

Might be a booby trap.

(ringtone continues)

(sighs)

The video's already cued up.

Look at this.

Notice anything familiar?

The ball gag's amaranth.

Just like the apple.

What, so our killer's paying
homage to a bloody sex tape?

He's recreating the crimes
he's punishing for.

First lighting Nick's
groin on fire, now this.

He's upping his game.

Yeah, but what's
with the outfit?

I mean, other than giving
me super creepy flashbacks

to Catholic school,
it doesn't add up.

And the woman is not
wearing one in the video.

She certainly looks too
old to be in school.

Unless she teaches at one.

(siren whoops)

Her name's Sarah Aiken, 27.

Third grade teacher. Cute.

Not hot, but extra
points for proclivities.

When she broke things
off with Adam,

he uploaded his revenge
porn to Wobble.

Some teachers caught wind
of it, and she was fired.

Well, maybe she took out both
Nick and our loathsome ex.

You know, no harm, no foul.

And no dice because she had
no connection to Nick. Oh.

And shortly after she lost
her job, she killed herself.

What, so our poor,
sexy teacher's dead,

and our apple-chomping
schoolboy's responsible?

And the only other connection
we were able to find

is that both victims posted
their illicit videos to Wobble.

So, maybe some sicko
saw both videos

and decided to take action.
"Sicko"?

Sounds to me like someone's
doing our job for us.

We don't exact
vengeance, Lucifer.

Well, maybe we should.

As far as I'm concerned,

these little wankers got
exactly what they deserved.

See you later.

Hey, where are you going?

We have to find
out who did this.

Well, I thought
someone out there

was stealing my job,
but far be it for me

to stand in the way
of excellent work.

I'm off for a drink.

* Hey

* Hey.

LINDA (chuckles): No.

Honestly, I'm impressed.

It's hard going out on your own.

Changing old habits.

I admire the steps
you're taking.

Well, don't admire too much.

I'm still coming to Lux.

Hmm, yes.

Baby steps are fine.

Plus, the view here is... nice.

(chuckles softly)

The real key is to
avoid setbacks.

(sighs) Setbacks that are tall,
blond and have a special place

in Hell? Mm.

Hi, Maze.

Hi, human.

I need to get rid of that bitch.

Now I know why
you're still here.

Why?

You and Lucifer are very close.

It's normal that you be
jealous of a new girlfriend.

(laughs)

I'm not jealous. Ah. Mm-hmm.

And she's not his girlfriend.
(chuckles)

She's just toxic.

Lucifer doesn't
see it, but I do.

Oh, so you want to protect him?

I want her to get
what she deserves.

Which, at the very
least, is a head-butt.

I'll be right back.

Okay, okay.

(chuckles): Okay, maybe...

we should start with our words.

Perhaps as Lucifer's friend,
you can talk to him.

Express how you feel.

He won't listen.

But maybe someone else will.

Where are you going?

Taking your advice.

Hey, Man Bun.

Take care of my friend.

(sighs)

Why do I even try?

Because you're an
incredible woman.

Oh.

Thanks.

So, I reached out to Wobble
to cross-reference who saw

both Nick and Adam's videos.

And? They lawyered up.

Hid behind privacy laws,
and without a warrant,

Wobble won't let us anywhere
near their viewership data.

Okay, pull the warrant,
and I'm on my way there.

No problem.

Dan.

Um...

So I've been thinking
about the trip,

and, um...

I don't think it's
fair to put Trixie

in the middle of our
problems, you know?

So you want to skip it.

No, I want to spare us
all heartache and...

I just feel like if
we go on the trip

and, you know, we pretend
everything's fine,

then we're just lying to her.

Yeah.

All right.

* All eyes on me

* Whoo...

* All eyes on me

* Whoo...

* All eyes on me

* Revving it up

* Getting started,
time to press play *

* Plugging it in

* Level ten through
the earth shake *

* But we're the
wild and the free *

* No controlling...

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Mom.

Oh.

What do you think you're doing?

I'm taking your lead, son.

Learning about your
beloved humanity.

By dancing at my club?

Well, I saw all the people

on the tables smiling and
I wanted to discover

what they were so happy about.

Oh, is it possible it's the
money that I pay them?

It's possible.

But I have to admit that
when I started dancing,

rubbing up against
the other humans,

I got a tingling sensation...

Okay, that's enough.

Excuse me, excuse me, thank you.

I don't understand.

I thought you'd be
pleased by my effort.

Disturbed is more like it.

Are you actually trying
to systematically disrupt

every part of my life? No.

I'm trying to learn about
every part of your life.

Oh, right.

How's that going for you so far?

Well, quite
illuminating, actually.

I understand now why you
have this provocative club.

I understand why you
amused yourself

with that curvaceous savage.
(sighs)

But what I don't understand...

Is my human job. Yes, I know.

It's very simple: I'm a
civilian consultant.

But why do you still
punish people?

It's what I've always done.

That's not true.

That's who your father
wanted you to be.

Are you still trying
to win him over?

Careful, Mother.

Why?

Are you going to punish me?

LEILA: I'm sorry, Detective.

I looked into the two
videos in question,

and unfortunately,
there was no overlap.

CHLOE: Doesn't make any sense.

I'll need a list of everyone
who saw the videos.

Sadly, we don't track people, just I.P.
addresses.

(sighs) Maybe I'm looking
at this the wrong way.

Can you take me through how
your video process works?

Well, our users can upload
anything they want.

And if we find that the
content's inappropriate...

Uh, anything from animal
cruelty to beheadings...

It gets taken down.

By who?

Our content moderators.

Huh.

LEILA: Most of them
only last a few months.

Frankly, most people

can't stomach something
so dark or upsetting.

Right. (Lucifer laughing)

LUCIFER: God, that
has got to smart.

(Lucifer laughs)

Can I see that again?

Lucifer?

Oh, Detective. You're here.

Did you know that this room

collects all the best
parts of the Internet?

Can I talk to you for a second?
Yeah, yeah.

But you got to see this...
A-a naked man

thinks he can jump on
the back of a rhino.

(laughs): You'll never
guess what he lands on.

Actually, you probably will.

What? You've seen it already?

(sighs)

What are you doing here?

Trying to catch our killer.

Duh. I thought you didn't care

whether this sicko was brought to justice.
Oh, I don't.

But then I realized that our
killer may have the answer

to a question that I'm, you
know, struggling with.

Mm.

Why does he punish?

That's it?

First you want to teach
this vigilante a lesson,

and now you want to have
a talk with him? Yes.

And lucky for me, I found
out where you were headed.

(chuckles): I mean, these
videos are enthralling.

CHLOE: No, I-I can't.
I can't watch these.

(growling) LUCIFER:
Oh, I've seen worse.

But never so many collected
in one single room.

You know, if I ever
go back to Hell,

I am getting me one of these.

Selfish bastards get
to see everything.

(woman screaming over video)

(scoffs) Yeah.

They do.

I know where the overlap is.

*

(sighs)

(knock on door)

MAZE: Amenadiel, I
know you're in there.

(vacuum whirring)

Open up!

(vacuum stops)

Hey.

What are you hiding?

Nothing.

(chuckles)

(laughs): Oh.

I see what's going on with you.

You do? Sure.

Humans say that rebound sex
is important after a breakup.

You don't have to hide
that you're getting some.

(laughs)

I'm not.

Right.

Of course. I didn't want
you to feel awkward.

Silly me.

(sighs)

So what are you doing here?

I have a problem.

I need your help.

There's a new...

woman in Lucifer's life.

I want her gone, but
he won't listen to me.

And why do you care?
I thought you were

stepping away from both of us.

I am.

But before I do, I need you...
I'll talk to him.

Yeah.

Well, that was easy.

I'm his big brother, Maze.

I really should start looking
out for him more often.

Okay.

Thank you.

All right. Thanks.

Dan's working with
Wobble to trace

what moderator may have
pulled both videos.

Hopefully, we'll
have an answer soon.

Then why are you so
sure the killer's

one of these misanthropes?

CHLOE: Well, serial killers

usually start with
someone they know.

If the killer worked
here, they knew Nick,

saw how much the
prank hurt Tommy.

So you think seeing
someone they recognized

in one of these twisted videos
finally made them snap?

Maybe it awakened
something in them.

Something that was always there,
just fighting to get out.

(chuckles) But...

they were just
trying to do a job.

Job no one else wanted.

Well, maybe they chose
that for a reason.

No one chooses to be a
sin-eater, Detective.

No one wants to be custodian

of the world's filth.
Why would they?

Absorbing the worst humanity has
to offer, day in and day out.

Changes you.

So you think it's
the job's fault

that they started to punish?

People don't arrive broken.

They start with
passion and yearning

till something comes along that
disabuses them of those notions.

Hmm.

Which means... that none
of these people did it.

Okay. I'm not following.

Well, look at Tim there,

with the photos of
his ugly children.

Ivan and his flowerpots.

Poor Andrea's still
hoping Destiny's Child

get back together.

Don't you see?

These people still have hope.

CHLOE: Excuse me. Yeah.

Who's had this job the longest?
Um...

maybe me.

I've been at it
two whole months.

Huh. Oh. Anyone else?

No.

Other than Leila, of course.

Leila, your boss? Yeah. She
started as a moderator

before the company blew up.

She was the first of us.

Thanks.

Leila knew Nick, she had
access to the videos.

If she's behind this...

She's known what we've been
doing every step of the way.

Dan, I need you to see if
you can trace the videos

to one person in particular now.

(sighs) We're looking
at Leila Simms.

I can't believe we had the
killer right under our nose.

And she's gone.

Touché, Leila. Touché.

Luci?

Luci, you home?

*

He's not here.

He left in quite
the hurry before.

Think it was something I said.

I'm sorry. Are you
his latest, uh...?

Trust me, I'm not his
latest anything.

All right.

So, what are you
doing here, then?

I'm having a bit of

an existential
crisis, I suppose.

I've been known to
be a good listener.

Okay.

Uh...

I'm having some
trouble with my kids.

Needed to get away from
them for a little bit?

No, the opposite, actually.

I'm trying to get
closer to them,

but I'm not having much luck.

Tell me.

Are you a good son?

I try to be.

Well, then perhaps
you can explain.

Would a good son

blindly take his father's
side in a divorce?

Would a good son

send his mother to Hell?

And would a good son

stand here right before me,

without a care in the world,
plotting to send me back?

Mom?

I thought I would come to
Earth to be with my sons.

Instead, Lucifer is obsessed
with his human job,

and you're still your
father's loyal soldier.

I'm tired of fighting for things
that I'm never gonna have.

So just take me back, Amenadiel.

I'm ready.

(sighs)

(sniffles)

No matter what happens,

I will always... love you.

Always.

(sighs)

Leila took down both videos,

killed Nick and Adam,
and then led us

by the nose until she
had time to escape.

Why didn't I realize it was her?

Because as a punisher,
she's quite adept

at avoiding her own medicine.

Quite impressed, really.

(computer beeps)

CHLOE: Hey, Dan.

Yeah, I just saw it. I'm
already working on a trace.

LUCIFER: "Judgment Day"? Oh.

People should really be careful
how they use that phrase.

It isn't actually due for
another couple of years.

She's gonna kill herself
live on the air.

What? Well, that
won't do at all.

How am I supposed to talk
to her if she's dead?

Glad you have your
priorities in order.

Thought we were dealing with
someone smart and clever,

who tortured with a
brutal sense of irony,

but killing herself

whilst humiliating
her company...

Doesn't fit the pattern.

Hey, Sharon, can you pull up the
video of Leila driving again?

Yeah. Sure.

Pause it there.

What are you looking
for, Detective?

Zoom in

to the edge of the seat.

Can you go in tighter?

Well, I know images
can be deceiving,

but that looks an awful lot
like a gun, doesn't it?

CHLOE: Leila's not our killer.

She's in danger.

You understand this
sicko pretty well.

Where do you think he's going?

Well, somewhere linked
to her sins, I suppose.

We barely know Leila.

Who knows what the killer
thinks she's done?

Well, she runs the
company that hosts

humanity's worst depravities,
but we know she's not there.

Hey, Dan, how's
the trace coming?

The I.P. just keeps pinging
back to Wobble's main server.

It's got to be a mistake.

Unless it's not a
mistake at all.

You know, if you take
away the blinky lights

and add some lost souls,

this place bares a striking
resemblance to Hell.

Shh. Listen. (Leila
speaking quietly)

LEILA: My name is...
Leila Simms.

I'm one of the
co-founders of Wobble.

I wanted to apologize to
anybody who's watching

for... for creating a forum...

where evil and hate
sought a refuge.

And there's Queen
Wobble herself.

Yeah, but where's the killer?

And tonight I go
down with the ship.

(sobs softly)

Right alongside all
of those awful sins

that-that I helped
give a voice to.

(crying) Please, please.

P-Please, please.

D-Don't make me do this.

Please.

(whispering): There's
Ray, the HR rep.

Oh, goodness me, I
should have known.

Halitosis... First sign of evil.

He had all the access he needed

to find his targets
and frame Leila.

(sobs)

What are you waiting for?
Shoot him.

If he drops that
lighter, he'll kill her.

I don't have a shot.

(Leila crying softly)

Okay, Detective, this next
part will be much easier

if you're not here, so I'm gonna
politely ask you to leave, okay?

I'm not going anywhere.

We're gonna figure this out.
Just give me a second.

(sighs)

(Leila crying)

All right, no rush.

Whilst you're pondering, I'm
gonna go and have a word

with our killer.

That's a great idea.

Sorry, say that again.

I never meant to cause
anybody any pain.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Yeah. (whimpering)

Hello, Raymond.

Hate to, uh, blow up your spot,

but I have a question to ask
you before you complete

this twisted little
mise-en-scene.

Stay back.

I swear I will drop
this, and she is dead.

Oh, gosh, there's the halitosis.

It travels, doesn't it?

You should really get that
looked at, but first,

indulge me this
one simple query.

Why?

What?

Why are you a punisher?

I understand the
longing for justice

or the joy of sweet revenge,

but no one's forcing
you to do this,

so why would you take
it upon yourself?

Because I couldn't
take it anymore.

All that evil

is constantly spreading.

I had to do something.

I had to punish them.

You're wrong.

You didn't have to do anything.

You want to punish them.

No, that's not true.

Yes, it started with Nick...
That was impulsive.

But then you got a
taste for blood,

and it felt good, didn't it?

I was doing my part.

You had big plans

to go on vengeance quest

until we came nipping
at your heels,

at which point poor
Leila took the fall.

An innocent! No, you're wrong.

And then what, you'd stop?

Get away scot-free?

(chuckles)

We both know you can't
stop because you love it!

Just like the people
you punished.

I don't! I...

I do.

I-I like seeing them
beg for forgiveness.

You see, the
difference between us

is that you became part
of the problem, Ray.

Someone deserving punishment.

You're right.

I do.

We all do.

No, wait!

(fire alarm blaring)

(alarm stops)

Man, you really don't shut up.

Congratulations, Detective.

I suppose you could say I
look quite extinguished.

Right.

Shall we get you untied?

Burning the midnight oil?

Ha, ha, what can I say?

Being everybody's
bitch really sucks.

Yeah, well, it won't
last forever.

So I've had some time to think,

and, um... I realize that

I've been really harsh lately.

It's okay...

No, let me finish, please.

I've been really hard
on you for a while now.

And I've been...

so upset and so angry.

And... I did, I felt
really betrayed.

I know.

But I realize you've...

you've been working so
hard to make it right,

and I feel like, for
the sake of Trixie,

that we should go on the trip.

You know, we should go,

like we always have.

I can't do that.

Wh... What do you mean?

You were right before.

We shouldn't lie
to our daughter.

Okay.

Look, I-I'm always
gonna be Trixie's dad.

And I'm always gonna
be part of your lives.

But we've been living in
the past for too long.

We're no, we're no
good for Trixie

if we're no good for each other.

But I think we both
know the truth.

It's time we get a divorce.

(elevator bell dings)

Hello, Luci.

Tell me you didn't do it.

Do what?

Don't play stupid with me.

You know exactly what
I'm talking about.

Easy, Lucifer.

Your brother didn't
send me to Hell,

if that's what you're
worried about.

But you were so adamant.

I told you, Lucifer,

a mother's love counts
for more than you think.

My time on Earth has
helped me to realize

that Father has a
tendency to overreact.

So you're going against Dad?

Things change, brother.

Do they?

Well, I for one am grateful
that we're all just

in the same room, together,
as a family again.

Yes, not so fast, Mother.

You see, I did make a promise,

and I am a man of my word.

I told you that you
could stay here

until I figured out how to

reconcile my deal with Dad,

and now I have.

So you're going to
punish me anyway?

I am, indeed. And not because

I've been brainwashed by Dad or
I'm trying to prove anything.

I punish because I'm good at it.

I like giving people their due.

Makes me happy.

I suppose I can't ask
for a better reason.

(scoffs softly)

Which brings me
to your sentence.

Mother... (inhales sharply)

you shall remain
right here on Earth

amongst the creatures
you so despise...

as one of them.

Wait.

You're going to send me

into the life of
Charlotte Richards?

Mm-hmm.

Well, how's that supposed to work?
Not my problem.

And what if I refuse?

You can't fight this;
You're human now.

But that husband...

And there's children, right?

They're going to need things.

Oh, I'm counting on it.

But if you truly want
to be with your sons,

then that's the price
that you have to pay.

So be it.

(gasps)

(grunting)

Your money or your life, bitch.

I-I choose money.

Does anyone choose life?

That doesn't very... Come here!

I'll give you what you want!
Just hold on.

I said, hold on!

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* Old habits die hard

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