All language subtitles for Lucifer_S03E18_The Last Heartbreak.English (CC)

-[jazz music playing on piano]
-[lively chatter]

So, what brings you here?

Work.

What are you working on?

A case.

Well, you wanna take a break
and buy me a drink?

Not really, no.

[scoffs]

I gotta admit, watching these women
try to get your attention... [chuckles]

Best part of my night.

I don't know what I'm going to do

when you finally say yes
to one of them.

Never gonna say yes.

Oh, yeah? 'Cause somebody
already stole your heart?

[sighs]

It's just not in the cards for me.

We gotta go, Detective.

Um...

Duty calls.

[Ray] Two more bodies were just found
in Griffith Park,

holding hands.

Looks like the Broken Hearts Killer
strikes again.

Stop calling him that.

Why? What's the problem?

'Cause you never know when something
stupid like that is gonna stick.

-Come on. That'll never stick.
-[scoffs]

[Chloe sighs]

Wow. Last night was so...

That was quite the concert.

Yes, I can't remember the last time
I went to a show that was so, uh...

-Loud.
-So loud!

I still can't hear anything.

[Ella] They totally boned.

[sighs] Miss Lopez, please, don't
be vulgar. The detective doesn't bone.

Seriously, do you not see
the epic fireworks?

There's more chemistry over there
than in my lab.

And they just went to
the Axara concert.

It's a natural aphrodisiac.

Well, if you're
a pimply millennial, perhaps,

but the detective is a grown woman
with sophisticated tastes.

Trust me,
she's not so easily won over.

Oh, my God.

You are totally
freaking out right now.

What?

About this
coming between you and Chloe.

[laughs] Don't be preposterous.
I'm not freaking out about anything.

[stammers] It's okay, okay? I get it.

You're afraid that they're gonna

start spending
all their time together.

You know, joining each other
at crime scenes,

bantering over dead bodies,
and where does that leave you, right?

I assure you, Miss Lopez,
that is the least of my worries.

The chemistry in there
is just, uh... [sighs] A flash in the pan.

Exactly. A completely
hot flash in the pan.

Lucifer, what you and Chloe have
is on a total other level.

Exactly. Nothing's changing.

Nope.

Nope.

Anyhow, I just... I wanted
to say thank you for coming.

I just... I had a really great time.

So, when can we do it again?

Um... [stammers]

-A concert, or--
-I was thinking something quieter.

Maybe dinner?

I know a pretty good Italian place
if you're into that.

[chuckles] I mean, I love Italian.

[Chloe stammers]

Weren't you saying that
you didn't want to--

Hey, Chloe, I just wanted to, uh...
I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to interrupt. My bad.

No, no, you're good.
We were just, um... [chuckles] Just...

[chuckles]

What's up?

Well, we have a case. Double murder.

Some couple found in a convertible
at a lookout off Griffith Park.

Super-creepy scene,
by the sounds of it.

Mmm-hmm. Okay, be right there.

Espinoza, can I get a copy
of that file?

Sure thing.

What would I like?

Well, sometimes the answer to that
is not so simple.

Is it?

I mean, I would like to know
what my father's next test is.

I feel pretty confident
that I passed the last one, but...

What's next?

And what am I supposed to do
in between?

Or is that, in itself, a test?

Okay. How about
a large mocha with extra whip?

Sure. Sure. Okay.

[barista] Large Americano for Charlotte.

Mom! Mom!

I can't believe it's you.

Lucifer said that you were gone.

That he used the Flaming Sword
and sent you into another universe.

[sighs]

What are you doing back here?

I'm sorry. Do I know you?

Uh...

No. No, you don't.

I, um...

I'm sorry.
I thought you were someone else.

No, wait.

You know Lucifer. So, you do know me.

What did you mean, a "Flaming Sword"?

I'm really sorry, but I have to go.

[sighs]

[Lucifer] And for the record, Detective,
I'd like you to note

that I haven't once asked you
about your evening with Pierce.

I realize it's none of my business.

[Chloe] You're right, it's not.

[Lucifer] But Miss Lopez thinks you boned.

What? [sighs]

-Her words, not mine.
-[clears throat]

I simply thought you should know.

We just went to a concert, you know.
It's not a big deal.

Right. That's what
Dr. Linda said, too.

Well, for having this
not be your business,

you're certainly talking
to a lot of people about it.

I know.
I just wish people would stop prying.

But regardless,
I've come to the conclusion

that no matter what happens
with you and Pierce,

you and I are partners, Detective,
and nothing can come between that.

Prepare yourselves, people.

This is a different kind of case.

[theme music playing]

[Chloe] Lieutenant, what brings you here?

I had a gut feeling about this case.
I wanted to see if I was right.

As much as we appreciate
your digestive feelings, Lieutenant,

the detective and I
had this utterly under control.

-So, if you don't mind...
-I don't mind at all.

[Chloe] Ella, what do we have?

[sighs] Meet Robbie Matthews
and Rachael White.

Looks like
they were drugged unconscious

and then someone
literally smashed their chest in.

Do we know how they were drugged?

Uh, best guess, maybe the killer
used some form of anesthetic,

liquid or aerosol.

Even crushed their ribs.

-And their sternum.
-[Lucifer] And finally, their hearts.

Well, it's not hard to figure out
what the desire was here.

Well, the killer was clearly
trying to send a message.

That he couldn't stand
this couple's relationship.

So, what, we think maybe she had
a jealous stalker?

Or an angry ex.

We need to talk to anyone who had
a problem with this relationship.

See, we've got this, Lieutenant.
No need to mess with success.

Which one of them was married?

Well, no wedding rings,
so neither of them, obviously.

[scoffs] But good on you
for participating.

Has anyone checked
their chest cavities yet?

What? Why would we do that?

In the '50s, there was a guy
named Clarke Hoffman.

He was known for making his victims
swallow their wedding rings.

Right. The Broken Hearts Killer.

[Marcus] By the time they caught him,

he had killed
seven cheating couples in LA.

His crime scenes
were about as gruesome as this.

Wow. You really know a lot about this.

The cop who solved the case
was an old mentor of mine.

And didn't, uh, Hoffman die
a few days ago in prison?

Making him a particularly useless
addition to this conversation.

Unless his death inspired a copycat.

Or maybe they're using this
as an MO to throw us off.

Thank you.

-I hope that's all it is.
-[Ella] All righty.

I guess we'll get out
the old chest spreader

and go fishing
for some wedding rings.

Or, according to
their social media profile,

Rachael was single,
Robbie was married.

We need to talk to the spouse ASAP.

Yep. [sighs] Don't worry.

Nothing's changing. Nothing at all.

[sighs] Okay, monkey. You grab
the backpack, I'll grab the brownies.

-[boys snoring]
-And we'll get you to school.

Maze, are you home?

-Hey.
-[Trixie] Daddy?

There's a man in my bed.

-[Dan] What?
-And he smells bad.

-[Maze yawns]
-[beer bottles clinking]

[yawns]

I see you found the band.

Go wait in the car.

-[yawns]
-Seriously, what were you thinking

letting a drunken rocker
sleep in Trixie's bed?

I was thinking he was too drunk

to make it up the stairs
to Chloe's bed.

-What's the big deal?
-The big deal, Maze,

is that you live with a 9-year-old.

It's not okay.

Ooh.

Did I make Dan mad?

Why are you...

Are you going through
something lately?

Other than the band, no.

Fine. Whatever. Clean up.

I don't wanna
have to tell Chloe about this.

She has enough
on her plate right now.

You know, there are some things
I can tell Chloe, too.

[sighs]

Like what?

Like, remember when
we had a guy killed?

Yeah.

That was fun.

It seems we both have things
we'd rather Chloe not know.

Look, I don't know
what's going on with you right now,

but whatever it is, figure it out.

Emma Matthews just got brought in.

-And Emma Matthews is...
-The victim's wife.

Right. Yes, of course.

Well, mustn't keep
the murderous lady waiting.

Mind if I join?

You sure? You don't have to.

I know. I want to.

Great. The more the merrier.

-[clears throat]
-Nuh-uh.

I know what you're doing.

I'm getting ready
to question a suspect.

And I hate to break it to you, Cain,

but there's only room for one
immortal in the detective's life,

and that position's
already been filled.

-By you?
-The detective and I are a team.

A package deal, if you will.

Sadly, there's just no room
for a third.

And I don't understand why you're
trying to spend time with her anyway.

What happened to the whole
wanting-to-die thing?

I had a change of heart.

I'm sorry if I upset you.
I didn't think you two were a thing.

We're not a thing. We're partners.

If that's all it is, then you've got
nothing to worry about, do you?

But...

Right. Yeah.

Fine, fine. I prefer standing anyway.

Emma, four months ago,
your husband reported

that you slashed his tires.
Then two months ago,

neighbors saw you throwing rocks
through his window.

And then just last month, you were
seen threatening him with a bat.

Can you explain that?

Look, I'm not proud of what happened.

But I was upset. I just found out
Robbie was cheating on me.

Well, completely understandable.

I mean, what else
are you supposed to do

when some parasite inserts himself
into your relationship?

So, is that why you did this?

[Emma exclaims] What?

Is this for real?

I admit I hated Rachael,
but I would never hurt Robbie.

I may have gone a little nuts
when I learned he was cheating,

but after the courts
forced me into therapy,

we started talking,
we chose to divorce amicably.

-I can't believe he's dead.
-[sighs] This is preposterous.

Do you really expect us to believe
that you were okay

-with someone tearing you two apart?
-It's the truth.

Does the name Clarke Hoffman
mean anything to you?

Who?

[Marcus] I know we're gonna
check out her alibi,

but my gut tells me to believe her.

Oh, please. Just 'cause she spouted

some drivel
about conscious uncoupling?

Because she has no idea
who the Broken Hearts Killer is.

And she has no motive
to go after Robbie.

Well, she's obviously lying about
her relationships and the murders.

Please tell me I am not the only one
who sees that, Detective.

I think we can't take Emma's word
at face value.

We don't have to. Another couple
was just found dead holding hands.

This time in a cheap motel,
the Safari Inn.

[sighs]

This isn't just a lovers' quarrel.

No, you're right.
The copycat's just getting started.

Lieutenant, we need you on this case.

What... [sighs]

And I normally love threesomes.

[sighs]

Meet Mary Lee and Dennis Warren.

Just like our first lovers,
they were drugged unconscious

before the killer took something
really big and really hard

-and literally--
-Bludgeoned their hearts.

Mmm-hmm. And then moved them here
and staged this whole scene.

And just like the other victims,
one of them's married.

She's got a tan line
on her ring finger.

[Ella] We actually ended up finding

a wedding ring
inside the first victim,

so good bet we'll probably
find one here, too.

Any other evidence?

[Ella] More like lack thereof.
Place was wiped clean,

just like the first crime scene.

I mean, this killer, you guys,
whoever he or she is, total pro.

Well, Emma's alibi checks out.

There's no obvious connection
between the couples.

I just wonder how the killer
is picking his targets.

Well, Lieutenant, as our resident
Broken Hearts expert,

wouldn't you say it's time
to enlighten us with your wisdom?

No one knew how the original killer
chose his victims.

I guess we just got lucky
we caught him when we did.

We?

The LAPD.

[Chloe] We don't have time for luck.

We gotta get back to the station,

figure out a connection
between these victims.

Yes, I couldn't
agree more, Detective. [sighs]

After all,
the sooner we finish this case,

the sooner
things can all go back to normal.

Oof.

Gnarly.

-[jazz music playing on piano]
-[lively chatter]

[woman] You're burning my table.

[Marcus] Hmm?

Oh, I'm sorry.

You don't ever
take a moment to stop, do you?

No rest for the wicked,
so no rest for me either.

I've got you figured out, you know.

You do, huh?

You could work anywhere.

Your office, your home,
but you choose to work in this bar.

-Why?
-I like a stiff drink?

Because you don't actually
want to be alone.

Then why do I sit by myself?

Maybe you feel like
you don't deserve the company.

Well, look who's the detective now.

[chuckles]

[sighs] So, what are you spending
all these lonesome hours on, anyway?

I'm working on trying to find
the guy who kills cheating couples.

The Broken Hearts Killer?

That's what they call him.

Six crime scenes,
not one shred of evidence.

It's like I'm looking for clues
that don't exist.

Never ceases to amaze me
the lengths people will go to

when they want to
make something just right.

What do you mean?

It's like when people come to the bar
for a special occasion,

like a birthday or a proposal,

sometimes they'll come in here
days ahead of time,

just to make sure
everything's perfect.

Maybe it's the same for whoever
this Broken Hearts guy is.

All right, Lieutenant,
what did you wanna show us?

I may have a lead.

Did you find it during AV club?

We already know the killer disabled
the hotel surveillance cameras.

On the day of the murders, yes.

But then I started thinking,

what if the killer scoped out
their location a week before?

And I found this.

[Chloe] Wait. Is that--
[Marcus] Our guy? Maybe.

Car is registered to a Neil Berger,
former school teacher.

Well, that's it?
A chap snapping photos?

How do we know he's not scrapbooking?

-I put an APB out on him.
-[cell phone beeping]

We just got a hit.

He's been spotted in front of the
original killer's house. Let's go.

Well... Well, that's...

Actually quite promising.

[knocks on door]

Hi.

Listen, I know we're not exactly
speaking right now,

but there's something
that I need to tell you.

Okay.

Now don't freak out.

But, uh, Charlotte Richards is back.

Oh.

But you have absolutely nothing
to worry about, Linda.

She's not, uh...

[sighs] You know, she's not Mom anymore.

Wow.

It's really kind of you
to come all the way over here

to tell me that. I mean, especially

when you must be dealing
with such a shock yourself.

You knew, didn't you?

I may have
run into Charlotte a few times.

I don't know. Maybe...

-Here.
-You're treating her, Linda?

You didn't think, just once,

that maybe I had the right
to know that she was alive?

I assumed you knew.

Well, maybe you can help me.

For the last time, man, please,

please, quit taking pictures
of my house.

[Neil] Your house? You're lucky
you get to live here, okay?

This place should be
a freaking landmark by now.

Do you know who lived here?
A great artist, man. Who are you?

Seriously, last warning, dude.
Next time, I'm calling the cops.

Call the cops. They'll be on my side.

[man] Whatever.

-Neil Berger?
-Yeah.

Wow.

Sorry you had to witness that.

Um... Ah!

Okay. [chuckles] Who's ready?

-Ready for what?
-For the wonder

that is the Broken Hearts Tour.

Duh. You guys are my 3 o'clock, right?

Uh-huh.

All right, all right,
let's get some ponchos on you.

When I ran into Charlotte, I... I...

I may have mentioned
a few things that I shouldn't have.

But by the time I realized
that she wasn't Mom,

it was too late.

Oh, no.

You know, she was just staring at me
with these lost eyes,

searching for answers.

What are you asking me, Amenadiel?

I think that maybe
she deserves to know the truth.

I understand that you miss your mom,

and that you didn't
get to say goodbye,

but Charlotte is a woman who has
literally been to Hell and back.

She's fragile.

When I found out the truth,
it nearly broke me,

and I was stable.

So, what are you saying?

I'm saying if you really
want to help Charlotte,

you'll stay away.

[Neil] Originally built in 1909,

Hoffman's iconic craftsman home
is just blocks away

from what I like to call
"The Last Heartbreak,"

the scene of the final murder

and where the killer was ultimately
apprehended by police.

Why are we wasting our time
with these ridiculous shenanigans?

Let's just grab this miscreant
and be done with it.

Because, unfortunately, we don't have
enough evidence to arrest him.

[Marcus] Serial killers
love talking about themselves.

The more Neil talks, the more likely
he'll incriminate himself.

I may as well
be speaking to myself.

Uh, I'm listening.

Um, excuse me. Uh, Neil, is it?

Yeah, I was wondering what you thought

about this new copycat killer
who's surfaced.

Ask me, it was only a matter of time
before someone picked up

where the original killer left off.
You know, someone special.

Someone who knew there was a need
for what he did.

Right, the original killer,
he was an auteur,

but this new guy, he's just...

Sort of a cheap copy.

Whoa!

Hold on a second.

This new guy is not the original,
okay? But he is a damn sweet cover.

He is efficient, he is precise.

I mean, he gets
the little details right,

down to the interlocking fingers.

Detective Decker, LAPD.

That information
wasn't public yet, was it?

-No, it wasn't.
-[sighs]

Finally, this bloody charade is over
and things can all go back to normal.

I'll meet you back at the precinct.

Ow!

[woman] You're burning my table.

[chuckles]

[sighs]

Can I help you?

Kay?

[Marcus] Kay.

[chuckles]

Kay, how is this possible?

Is this a prank?
Did someone put you up to this?

Look, I get it.
I look just like my grandmother,

but this is taking things too far.

[chuckles]

Your grandmother, of course.

I'm sorry.
I knew her back in the day.

The resemblance is incredible.

You knew her "back in the day"?
How old were you? Like, two?

I'm older than I look.

Well, Mr. Older Than You Look,
I'm Maddie.

Hi. Pierce.

I used to come in here a lot
back when I was just a detective.

That's what we do here.
Cheap drinks, good cooking and cops.

That's actually
how my grandparents met.

Gramps was a cop, and he met Nana
when she was waiting tables.

-Ray Dwight is your grandfather?
-Yep.

Cops are always coming in here
and geeking out over him.

Well, yeah, Kay married the cop who
solved the Broken Hearts Killer case.

Well, he made the arrest,
but he never really solved it.

He caught the guy red-handed
staging bodies in the Chavez Ravine.

True, but he never revealed
how he chose his victims.

Drove Gramps crazy.

So, he kept at it
even after he retired.

He would sit in that booth
right there

-with his old files while Nana worked.
-[chuckles]

[Marcus] Where is Ray these days?

Forest Lawn Cemetery.

Gramps passed about six years ago.

[sighs]

And her?

[Maddie] Followed a little after.

[sighs]

-I'm sorry.
-Don't be.

They lived a long happy life together

and went peacefully
a few months apart.

That sounds nice.

All right, case closed, I assume.

Not a particularly interesting one
in retrospect.

Let's find something that's
more challenging, you know, more us.

This case isn't over. We have to get
a confession out of Neil.

So, you and Pierce can do
your "dynamic duo" thing again.

No. It's you and me this time.
No Pierce.

Ah. No Pierce, but we're still
following his lead in absentia.

We are following the case.
Let's go solve this.

[sighs] So, Neil, from your tour, I saw
that you like to tell a good story.

So tell me one now. How'd you do it?

Yeah. Uh, well, it was early,

and, uh, we met at a bar.

And then I, uh... I gave him a sign,

and he came over,

at which point I think I said, "Hey."

And then he was all like, "Hey--"

Right. Can you fast-forward
to the part

where you smashed
the couples' chests in?

Wait a minute.

You... You think I'm the copycat?

You fit the killer's
psychological profile to a T.

You know things about the case
that no one else could know.

Oh, my God.

This is gonna be so amazing
for the tour.

Now I'm actually
part of the investigation.

Oh, jeez, I owe McMillan now.

-McMillan?
-Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Officer McMillan over at Vice.

He's helped me out
throughout the years.

You know, he would slip me
copies of stuff for the tour.

And then when these new killings
started happening,

well, I bought
some photos off of him,

and it was the best 400 bucks
I've ever spent.

Ha!

So, Pierce doesn't know
everything after all.

Thank you.

Hey, Dan.

If you're looking for Twisted Ferret,
they've got a gig in Bakersfield. [laughs]

They'll be back,

because this gig
is still the best gig in town.

The school called.

Apparently, Trixie gave
pot brownies to Miss Benson

for Teacher Appreciation Day.

-Well, did she appreciate them?
-No, she didn't, Maze.

She didn't appreciate
being rushed to the hospital

when she couldn't
feel her legs anymore.

[chuckles]

The woman's 70 years old.
What the hell were you thinking?

Hey, not my fault the old hag
can't handle the good stuff.

It's not a joke, Maze!

Our one red line is our daughter
and things like this cannot happen.

Or what, Douche?

[sighs]

If you wanna live in the same home
as my kid,

you can't keep pulling stunts
like this.

Fine! I'll move out.

Since none of you
want me here anyway.

That's not what I'm saying.

No!

No, you would all love me
to be something I'm not.

Well, I am not a babysitter.

I am not a roommate.

And I am sick
of your goody-two-shoes ex-wife

and that stupid little brat
of yours, anyway.

Maze.

Classy.

[Marcus on phone]
So, Neil isn't our killer.

No, he's just an obsessed tour guide

who illegally obtained
crime-scene photos.

So, we don't have any suspects.

And our killer could be
trying to find his next victim.

We need a lead.

Hold on.

You said your grandfather
kept copies of all his files.

Do you still have them?

Somewhere in the back, yeah.

My mom didn't have the heart
to throw them out.

-You mind if I take a look?
-Sure.

Chloe, meet me at The Adams.
I may have something.

-Yeah, I'm on my way.
-[Lucifer] Ah! I know that look.

Either there are new sandwiches
in the vending machine

or you have a lead.

Actually, Pierce has a lead.

-Oh, for goodness' sake.
-And he wants us to meet him.

Why? So we can watch him pontificate

while leading us down
another blind alley?

What is your problem today?

My problem, Detective,
is that we don't need a third party

interfering with our partnership.

You know what, maybe it's best
if I meet Pierce alone.

We don't have time
to make this about you.

There is a serial killer
on the loose.

[Lucifer] Uh... Detective.

[Kay] To wrapping up your latest case.

Sayonara, Broken Hearts Killer.

Ray was actually
the one to catch him,

but I'm happy to drink to that, anyway.

[Marcus sighs]

[sighs] Now, maybe you can take me
on a real date

instead of just pie and drinks here.

[sighs, clears throat]

Let me guess,
you already have your next case.

No, not this time.

Um...

I'm transferring, out of state.

Transferring? Why?

It's just time.

[sighs] I don't understand.

This is what I do. I move forward
and I never look back.

I thought we...

-You and I were--
-I deal with death every day.

And someday you're gonna die, too,
and I just--

You have these walls up,

and I thought it was
part of your whole tough-guy act,

but now I see what it is.

You're scared.

But you know what the sad truth is?

If you don't learn to open up,

nobody will ever love you.

I know.

[Chloe] Pierce, look at this.

Hey.

Pierce? Are you okay?

Yeah, sorry. Um, [clears throat]
what were you saying?

Your mentor. Look at all this stuff
that he found.

Like, look, these call logs.

They prove that
the original killer's victims

all had spouses that called
into the Dear Dotty radio show.

I thought that was a radio show
about love and relationship advice.

Yeah. Yeah,
you really know your history.

[sighs]

Anyway, it's the only connection
that was found between the victims.

But that show went off the air
years ago.

I'm not sure
how it's gonna help us now.

Well, if the original killer

listened to the radio show
to find his victims,

then maybe the copycat's
doing the same thing.

So, the question is,
what radio show would that be now?

Oh, my God, Chance's Chocolates?
I'm obsessed.

It's a radio show
that sets up cheating couples.

See, Chance brings someone on
who thinks their spouse is cheating.

And then he calls the cheater
pretending to be a candy shop

giving away free chocolates
as a promotion,

-and ask who they should send it to.
-How thrilling.

Right? And then the person
either names their partner

and, aw, happy ending,

or they name someone else,

and expose their dirty cheating ways.
[exhales] It's so juicy.

Well, it turns out both couples

had a significant other
that appeared on the show.

So, we're assuming that our killer
listens to this juvenile program? [scoffs]

We've narrowed our suspects
down to anyone

who doesn't have satellite radio
and Miss Lopez.

Actually, the addresses
are beeped out.

Probably for reasons like this.

Okay. So, the killer has to be
somebody that works on the show,

-someone with access to this info.
-Right.

So, we need to make ourselves
the target

and flush the killer out.

Great idea. Decker and I will do it.

We'll give out my home address
and lure the killer there.

Sure. That could work.

Oh, man, you guys are totally
gonna be the cheating lovers.

Marvelous. Well,
since that's been sorted,

I assume my services
are no longer needed.

Uh, actually,

there is one more piece
of this thing we'll need.

[Chance] And we are here
with our jilted lover, Lucifer.

Now first off... [laughs]

What is up with that name, "Lucifer"?
[stammers]

You think maybe
that is part of the reason

that's driving a wedge
between you and your old lady?

Well, first off,
I am not a jilted lover.

No, no, no one ever
wants to believe that, do they?

But you wouldn't be here
if you probably didn't think

something was going on, right?

And we're gonna find out
exactly what that is

when we come back.

[clears throat, sniffs]

You're doing great, by the way.

You're late!

[assistant] Sorry I'm late.
Traffic was just awful.

Stop!

I ordered a pastrami.
Is this pastrami?

[shouting] No, it is not pastrami!

Now get out of here!

[softly] And we are back
with our guest, Lucifer,

who is now gonna tell us
all about his girl, Chloe.

Uh, right. Well, um...

She is my partner, at work.

Oh! So, it's a workplace thing, huh?
When did things change?

[sighs] Well, she's been spending quite
a bit of time with our new boss.

Cheating on you with the boss?
Oh, that's low.

But it's quite a bit more complex

than your obnoxious brain
is making it out to be.

Well, let's find out, shall we?
Let's get Chloe on the line.

-Uh, yes?
-[Chance in foreign accent] Hello, Chloe?

Uh, this is Pop Sugar.

We are a new Swiss chocolate shop
in Los Feliz,

and we are running a big promotion.

Yeah, we are going to send
a free box of chocolates

to your special someone, if you have
a special "someone" someone.

[Chloe] Oh, wow.

Wow, yeah, that's awesome. Um...

And actually, it's perfect timing,

um, as we're having a date night tonight.

Oh! Wonderful.

All we need then
is his name and address.

Yeah, his name is Marcus.

And he lives at...

[horn honking]

Okay, Chloe, that is good.
Listen, I'm just curious

because we're all
such romantics here,

what is it about this guy
that gives you the goosebumps?

Uh... [sighs]

Yeah, um...

Well, he's, um...

He's... [sighs] He's very handsome.

[Chance] Yeah, but isn't there anything
more than just looks?

Um, well, he's very brave,

and we both care
about the same sorts of things,

like doing what's right
and, uh, helping other people.

I think he's a good person.

[Chance] Sounds like a hell of a guy.

And we'll make sure
to get that package to him,

uh, before the end of the night.

Okay, thanks.

And there you have it, everyone.
Another cheater exposed. [chuckles]

Sometimes chocolate can be dark,

but you know what, isn't it
better to always know the truth?

Where the hell did he go?

[knocks on door]

Welcome to my humble abode.

Um...

I like rocks.

[chuckles] You have a rock collection?

The thing about rocks is they're old.
They never change.

I've taken one
from all the places I've visited.

You've been a lot of places, huh?

Well, gather no moss and all that.

I know I don't have a lot of things,

but what I love about this place
is the killer view.

Oh, my God.

-This is beautiful.
-[chuckles]

Decker, listen, I know that
our, uh, opportunity for a second date

was interrupted earlier.

Hopefully, this will make up for it.

[Dan on radio] Hey, you guys all set?

[Chloe clears throat]

Hey, Dan. Yeah, we're all set here.

Coast is clear on my end.

Ah! Excellent, Daniel.

-You're here.
-Hey, pal.

I didn't know
you were coming in for this one.

I wasn't, um,

but I wanted to ask you something.

Okay.

How did you move on
from the detective

when I showed up and replaced you?

-[chuckles]
-And please, don't say improv.

-You didn't replace me.
-Well, true, true.

I suppose that would imply
we're on the same level.

[sighs]

Look, I get it, right.

I get how you feel with
this whole Pierce and Chloe thing.

Mmm.

And, yes,

I admit I did feel a little jealous
when you showed up.

Well, justifiably so.

[sighs]

But then I realized you had nothing
to do with why my marriage ended.

You and I are different people.

We each have
our own relationship with Chloe.

Once I came to terms with that,
I was fine.

I hope you don't mind, I asked Lopez
what your favorite dish was.

No, it's, um... It's great.

Is something wrong?

Um...

[sighs] Marcus,
maybe we shouldn't do this.

-Are we too visible?
-No.

-Is the play too obvious?
-No, no, no. I mean, you and me.

You know, we work together
and things could get weird.

That's all.

[sighs] Well, you asked me
out first, Decker.

I, uh... [sighs]

I did. And you turned me down.

And I...

I was disappointed,
but, you know, I got it.

And you're the one who said

you're, you know,
not "relationship material."

[sighs]

You're a good man,
and I really like you.

But I, uh...

I need somebody
who can let me in

and I just don't know if that's you.

Hello, shadowy figure.

Here to spoil the date?

[grunts]

[groans] God!

LAPD.

-You're under arrest.
-[man] I know my rights, okay?

I want a lawyer!

Pastrami boy. [chuckles]

-You're the killer?
-Killer? What?

What are you talking about?
Dude, I'm here for the show.

-What show?
-The show, the show.

I... I try to film the angry ex
busting in on their spouse.

Like you, and then I put it up
on my website

as a bootleg aftershow.

Hey!

Look, I'm trying to be
a producer, man.

The only reason I'm interning

is so I can get access
to those tapes,

and I post those tapes
raw and unedited on my website.

Unedited?

Without the addresses censored out?

Well, yeah, I mean,
that's what unedited means.

I'm showing life at its most raw.

Ow!

The killer could be
listening to those tapes.

Could be anyone.

[gas hissing]

[mellow music playing on speakers]

Maybe I should've waited
until after dinner to say all that.

No, you're right.

I do have walls up.

I've had them up
for a long, long time.

When I feel like
someone's getting past them, I run.

But with you, Chloe,
I don't want those walls up anymore.

I don't wanna run anymore.

You deserve someone
who's gonna let you in

and I wanna do that
if you'll give me the chance.

[stammers] It... I... That's...

Chloe?

You all right?

[exhales]

Chloe!

Chloe...

[exhales]

You shouldn't hurt him.

[grunts]

Too bad. If you'd started with him,
I would have let you swing.

You. You're the...
You're the guy from the radio.

Yes. And you're the chap who bought
the original killer's house.

How remarkably method of you.

[stammers] Now don't... Don't you get it?
I did this for you.

[stammering] These two, they...
They betrayed you.

-[chuckles] I didn't ask for this.
-But you deserve it.

I found Hoffman's journals
hidden in the attic.

He understood how hard it is
to lose someone you care about.

We wanted to show the world
that you can't just leave people.

You don't get to decide
who someone wants to be with.

And neither do I.

Does this mean you're not gonna--

[groans]

[panting] Detective.

-Oh, my God. Are they okay?
-They're fine. They're fine.

Come on. Wakey-wakey, Detective.

Come on, pal.

Lieutenant Pierce.

[barista] I've got a wake up
for Charlotte.

[indistinct chatter]

You are following me.

[stammering] No. This is just
where I come to read the paper.

I know when people are lying to me.

Honestly, this is just, um, all...

It's really all
a big misunderstanding.

[chuckles] So, all that crazy stuff
you said earlier

is a misunderstanding?

Please, I just...

You don't understand what it's like

not remembering what you did.

Not knowing who you were.

All I want is the truth.

How do we know each other?

You were my mom.

I know. I know.

Please, have a seat.

There is, uh...
There is so much to explain.

Olga. Wait, I'm sorry,

I thought that Maze was gonna be here
watching Trixie.

-No Maze.
-Huh?

She said mean thing to me
and then she go.

What do you mean, "She go"?

She take her knives and she move out.

[sighs]

-Thank you, Olga.
-No.

I know. Thank you, though.

[sighs]

[knocks on door]

-Olga, did you forget something?
-Well, that's a new one.

Never been mistaken
for an Olga before. [chuckles]

What are you doing here?

I, um...

I wanted to explain.

Look, I know that I've been acting--

Insecure.

Childish.

Possessive.

Well, I was going to say
"strangely," but...

[sighs] Never mind. The truth is that
perhaps I was slightly insecure

about Pierce moving in
on our partnership.

Oh, Lucifer, that's not
what's happening--

No, I know.

Because I've realized that
there's room in your life

for all sorts of relationships.

Even if one of them is with...

With him.

Just...

Please, be careful.

[chuckles]

[sighs] Okay.

Do you wanna stay?
I can make some coffee and we can...

[sighs] I can't, unfortunately.

There's a bachelorette party
at Lux and...

Well...

Okay, another time.

Yes.

Okay, well...

Have fun.

Okay.

[sighs]

-[Chloe] Dinner sounds great.
-How about tomorrow?

That's perfect.

-Great, I'll pick you up at 7:00?
-Yeah.

I'll see you then, Chloe.

Someone special, I assume.

Yes, she is.

And for the first time in my life,
I'm gonna go for it.

Good for you.

You have to risk a broken heart

if you wanna get something
out of this life, right?

It's not my heart I'm risking.

She's the key to finally getting
what I've always wanted.

[theme music playing]