All language subtitles for Lucifer.S03E19.HDTV.x264-KILLERS

- Previously on Lucifer...
- 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.
There's just no room for a third.

- You're a good man.
- You deserve someone

who's gonna let you in,

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

Mom! Lucifer said that you were gone.

Do I know you? You know Lucifer.

You do know me.

And I am sick

of your Goody Two-shoes ex-wife

and that stupid little brat of yours.

Charlotte Richards is back.

I think that maybe she
deserves to know the truth.

She's not so easily won over.

You are totally freaking out right now.

- What?
- About this coming between you and Chloe.

Don't be preposterous.

Bloody hell!

Easy, Maze! Gah.

Could have taken my eye
out with that spatula.

What on earth are you looking for?

And... why are we meeting here, anyway?

- I heard you moved out.
- I did.

I forgot my knife.

Must have... left it here somewhere.

Oh, no,

not one of your hell-forged
blades... that is a loss.

Not a blade. A knife.

Forged in... I don't know, China.

Ah. Right, priceless.

I can't find it anywhere.

Green tea coconut water.

Worth the trip, at least.

You can't find this stuff in Hell.

What do you mean, Hell?

I am so done, Lucifer.

I am done with this apartment,

all humans...

Earth, in general.

I want out. Now.

I want to go home.

You...

you want me to fly you down to Hell?

For good? That's a bit rash, isn't it?

No, it's not. And I've
made up my mind, so...

get your wings out.

- No biggie.
- Wrong.

Big biggie. Huge biggie.

I don't know if you
remember, Maze, but last time

I took someone on a celestial Uber ride,

the detective almost died.

Seriously?

You're... saying no because
you're afraid of your daddy?

No, I just don't want
anyone to get hurt.

Look, you-you clearly need to
blow off some steam, don't you?

Take your mind off Ameninda?

No. Lindadiel?

Whatever. That whole fiasco.

How about a nice weekend in Catalina?

You went to Hell for Pierce,

a guy you don't even like,

and you won't do the same for me?

No.

I swear to you, Lucifer,

you are gonna regret this.

Are you threatening me, Mazikeen?

Oh, hey. Hey, guys.

What happened?

Don't worry, Detective.

Maze was just leaving. Weren't you?

Oh.

Wait, wait, hold on. Maze, Maze, um...

you know, I've been
trying to explain to Trixie

that there must be some reason
why you hurt her feelings.

You know, some misunderstanding.

Or at least, I hope.

No.

I just forgot some of
my stuff. That's it.

Maze.

Look, I never asked you to move out.

Can't you see that you're
doing this to yourself?

So now this is my fault?

Maze, come on.

Demons. Am I right?

Lucifer, name-calling isn't gonna help.

Um, maybe you should go talk to her.

You know? Like now.

Well, I'd rather not, Detective.

It seems like she needs
space. Miles of it.

Well, now's not the best time...

for you to...

Hey.

Lucifer.

Hello, Lieutenant.

What, uh... what are you doing here?

Uh...

I mean, I suppose I knew you
two were becoming friendly...

I just didn't expect to see you here.

On a weekend.

Wearing open-toe,
non-work-related Birkis.

We were at the beach.

Yeah.

To a beach... murder.

There was a murder... at the beach.

New case. I-I was gonna tell you.

But I didn't because
I know how much you...

hate...

sand.

Right.

Body's in the ice chest, is
it? I'm sure Ms. Lopez will have

something to say about that.

Hmm.

Well, then, um...

best of luck with your beach murder.

Do you want to stay, or...?

Beach murder?

I'm sorry. I-I-I panicked.

'Cause he's a coworker, and,
you know, you're a coworker.

Maybe we should talk about some work...

life boundaries...
Besides, I didn't know

if you wanted everybody to
know that we were dating.

I don't care who knows.

You don't?

No. If you want to take
it slow, that's okay,

but from where I stand, I'm all in.

So, I was getting coffee,
minding my own business,

and a guy grabs my arm.

Really? What... kind of guy?

A tall, serious black man.

Bald.

Bald, like, in a... in a very sexy way?

Yes. You know him?

Uh, no. No.

Just, um, painting a picture.

I can... I can see it all now.

Well, he called me Mom.

Said some really strange things.

Sounds like a real nut bar.

It's a good thing you're
not gonna see him again.

That's the thing.

He came back.

- He did?
- Then he claimed

that he could fill in what
happened in my memory gap.

What he said then was truly bizarre.

Yeah, well, he should have
left well enough alone.

Whoever he is.

Maybe you should just forget about it,

keep moving forward,
like you've been doing.

You have to hear how crazy it was.

He said Lucifer was his brother.

Which I guess is possible
if one of them were adopted.

And raised with a different accent.

- Yeah, it's...
- Then he said

I was his stepmom. But he's a grown man.

I mean, his father
would have to be ancient.

Oh, right. I...

I mean, as if I would go
running around marrying old men

and then forgetting all about it.

Would I?

Charlotte, I don't think this man,

whoever he is...

has your best interests at heart.

That's the thing.

He seemed to really care about me.

At least... who I was then.

This man wasn't lying.

At least he believed...

he was telling the truth.

Which means...

I should dig a little
deeper into his story. Right?

Right.

She's being really self-destructive.

I mean, she's losing all of her friends.

Maze is definitely
spiraling out of control...

I'm worried about her.

She gets like this sometimes.

Maze just needs to blow
off some steam, that's all.

I told her so myself, and I'm
quite sure she'll see sense.

Thanks.

Hey, Ella. What do we have?

Mid-30s, male, multiple stab wounds.

No ID, so... I'm gonna run
his prints through IBIS.

Right. Detective, do you think

- this might be related to your beach murder?
- Ugh.

I hate beach murders.

So mean. It's, like,
just let people swim.

Mm.

Um, there was no beach murder.

Ah. So what was Pierce
doing at your house, then?

We had a date.

Right.

Right. I thought as much.

Bully for you, Detective.

Uh, did I mention the
Vic was male? And, uh,

would you look at those earlobes?

So big. Huge. Huge earlobes.

Which tells me absolutely
nothing. But I can keep going.

And the gunsho... Ooh,
look! Oh, wait, looky there.

Oh. Security camera. Okay.

I'll see if there's,
uh, footage of the crime.

Oh, let it out, buddy. Even
though Pierce and Decker

are totally hot together,
I know change is rough.

Ms. Lopez, please. Enough.

- Thank you.
- Lucifer...

okay, you and Chloe

have this undefined
something or other, okay,

that I never really understood.

It's-it's on a... a whole other plane.

Even though Pierce and Decker, I mean,

whoo-ee, what gorgeous babies those
two would have, or die trying...

But I'm sorry this is rough for you.

No, I'm fine. I'm fine.

I'm more than fine, actually.

I mean, those two dating

was practically my idea, so...

Can we...?

Uh, yeah, so...

Guys.

We got something.

Yeah.

Oh, no.

That isn't...

You told her to blow off some steam?

Well, I was really hoping
she'd choose Catalina.

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There's no sign of Maze
at any of the usual spots.

And she's not answering my calls.

Most definitely the actions
of an innocent woman.

Well, let's not jump to conclusions.

It's not like the video shows her

actually stabbing our Vic.

No. Merely plucking

her knife out of his chest.

Do you really think she did this?

I mean, yes, Maze is rash...

Or nuclear, more like.

There's got to be another explanation.

There is. It's about me.

Maze asked me to take
her home, and I said no,

at which point she flew into a rage

and threatened to make me sorry.

So she's clearly acting out.

But if she thinks she can manipulate me

into changing my mind,
then she's sorely mistaken.

So you didn't give her
a ride home one night.

I mean, call me crazy, but
that doesn't make someone kill.

Hey.

Hey there, Lieutenant.

Um... any updates?

Mm-hmm. Our Vic is an ex-con

named Mike Biltz.

Hmm. An active bounty of Mazikeen Smith.

- Hmm.
- Well, Maze bounties

a lot of people, you know.

She's a overachiever, that Maze.

She's had a prior run-in with him.

It says she brought him in once before.

So she knows him... It
doesn't mean anything.

Or one very obvious thing... Guilty.

Chloe, is this case
too personal for you?

Maybe your roommate isn't
who you think she is.

- Ex-roommate. I'm just saying.
- All right,

well, I'll need you to stay impartial.

Copy that. I'll keep it
completely professional.

Where as I, on the other hand,

will keep things entirely personal.

I will not rest until we track
down that manipulative demon.

In fact, I'm gonna go and
look for Maze again now.

All right. Great. I'm
gonna check out a lead

on our Vic's last place of
employment... some winery

called Monte De Oro. I'll go with you.

Okay.

Uh, no need, Lieutenant.

Actually, on second thought,

I think I should make 100% certain

of Maze's guilt before
I find and punish her.

Come on, partner.

Okay.

Hmm. We'll take my car, shall we?

So romantic, the California
coastline, isn't it?

- Yeah. Yeah, it really is.
- Mm.

Speaking of...

That beach date that
you went on with Pierce,

was it a date date?

Um, it was just a regular date.

Ah.

Well, you're free to spend your...

your spare time with
whomever you choose.

I mean, I'm not one for
gorilla-sized ham hands

or stale alcohol breath or,
yeah, just the general blokes,

but I suppose there's no
accounting for taste, is there?

No. No, there's not.

No... also, I-I'm surprised

that you'd date someone so on in years.

Huh? What are you talking about?

Oh, believe me, Pierce is, uh,

well, he's much older than he looks.

And we all know that dating
older men has its downsides:

performance, stamina, you
know, the important bits.

Okay, Lucifer...

Well, I just hate to see
you unsatisfied, that's all.

Lucifer, I'm not
discussing this with you.

- Okay, okay.
- Okay?

Besides, Pierce and I,
we're not even sleeping to...

You know, we're not...

We're not, and never mind,
and it's none of your business.

So, how far are we? Are we there?

Uh, we're nearly there.

Okay.

Thank you for talking
with us, Mrs. Channing.

Please, call me Margo.

Tragic news.

We want to help any way we can.

Great. Um, well, what can
you tell us about Mike?

Well, Zack would know better.

He's the winery foreman
and Mike's supervisor.

- Okay.
- He was a good worker.

Quiet. Never gave us any trouble.

Mm-hmm. And did you all
know he had a criminal record

and that he was currently out on bail?

No, I wasn't.

It's always the quiet ones, isn't it?

The truth is,

if we looked too closely
at all our workers,

there'd be no one left
to tend the grapes.

Way I saw it, Mike was a good guy.

He deserved better.

And did you notice anything
strange in the last few weeks?

Uh, any fights

that he got in or money
troubles? Anything like that?

Well, there was something the other day.

Someone came looking for him.

Ah, was it a... a hot woman, perhaps?

Angry? Leather? Lots of knives?

Or someone completely different?

- Like a dude? Like a fat, happy dude?
- No.

What he said.

A pretty woman in black
leather came looking for Mike.

Right. Well, Morningstar,
one, Decker, nil.

- Not that I'm counting.
- Anyhow, carry on.

Uh, Mike was out at the time,

so she hung around his
trailer, then took off.

When I told him, he kind
of freaked out about it.

Then I forgot all about it.

Uh, could we get a look at that trailer?

Oh. Oh, this is lovely, isn't it?

Aha!

Her favorite beverage.

Well, surely this is
evidence that Maze is guilty.

And well hydrated.

Well, let's just wait and
see what the lab has to say.

I'm sure lots of people
drink green tea coconut water.

Right.

I told you not to talk to Charlotte,

and you literally did the
exact opposite of what I said.

Why bother asking for my advice at all?

I couldn't help it, Linda, all right?

I'm sorry.

She's not your mother anymore.

She's a human woman in pain

who isn't ready to hear
what you have to say.

Well, I disagree.

She's in pain because she
doesn't know the full story.

Whether or not she's my mother,
Linda, I owe her the truth.

At least some of the truth.

I didn't go into the celestial details.

And she can tell you're holding back.

And now she has more questions.

I really thought we decided

we weren't gonna do this.

You mean you decided.

You decided, Linda.

Just like how you
decided that we were over.

Point taken.

But Amenadiel, please, ask yourself...

are you doing this

because you think it's
what's best for Charlotte,

or what's best for you?

Oh, my God.

You guys are so adorable.

I can't even stand it.

Looks like you caught us, Lopez.

Uh, hey. Did you get anything
back on the coconut water?

Uh, no, but they are rushing the order.

Chloe.

- Hey.
- Pierce.

I, uh, looked into

other known associates of the victim.

Surviving family members, etcetera.

- So far, no leads.
- Okay.

Oh.

Here, have a seat.

- Ah, lovely. Thank you very much.
- Yeah.

It's not like there's 20 other chairs.

Ooh!

All warmed up for me.

So, any news on our murderous friend?

Listen, guys, if Maze did this,

would any of you really be shocked?

- Yeah.
- I would.

- No, not at all.
- There's no way.

Let me settle it for you.

I did it.

What are you all waiting for?

I just said I did it.

Maze, hold on.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say

can and will be used against you...

Don't have time for all of that.

I'm the big, bad killer,
so let's move it along.

Agreed. Let's book her.

Lucifer, it's called due process.

She doesn't have to do this.

The evidence against
her is circumstantial.

Well, let me help you with that.

Murder weapon should do it.

Put it down. Now.

All yours.

Come on, boys.

You know you want to.

- Stand up.
- Oh.

Stand up.

I know this looks bad.

We have a video,

a murder weapon, and a full confession.

I know. It just...

It doesn't feel like her.

I thought you said you
weren't gonna let your feelings

get in the way of this case.

- And I'm not.
- Just like you're not letting

your feelings for Lucifer
get between you and me?

W-What?

Is there something going on...

between you and Lucifer?

No. No.

Lucifer and I, we-we're partners.

We're friends.

Do all your friends give you jewelry?

This?

Lucifer gave me this as a joke.

It's a funny story, actually.

He says it was the closest I ever came

to penetrating him.

Which, see,

we've never actually had sex.

- Oh.
- Never mind.

It just... It was funny at the time.

Well, we're gonna book Maze.

If you really believe she's innocent,

you're gonna have to
bring in the real killer.

I'll start by talking to her.

More talking?

Less of a conversation,

really, more of a "j'accuse."

We just want to have a chat...

As friends,

- because that's what we are.
- Are we?

Let's talk motive,

because I cannot think
of a single reason

why you would want to kill that man.

Who needs a reason?

I'm just evil.

I mean, that's what
you all think, right?

- No.
- Right.

Look, I've told you already, Detective,

she is doing this to manipulate me.

Well, newsflash, Mazikeen.

I am not taking you home.

Yeah, I heard you the first
time, and I don't care.

This way, I'll end up in women's prison.

I heard it's hell on
earth, so close enough.

Right. Well, maybe
orange is the new Maze.

Perhaps some time in the clink

might actually make you sorry
for trying to control me.

What are you talking about?

She could get life in prison.

That's a mere time-out in her lifespan.

All right, let's talk
about the actual crime.

Maze, tell me what happened.

I stabbed a guy.

See?

How many times?

Two or three.

Or four?

You're not even close.

The victim was stabbed ten times.

Right, well,

I was mad,

so guess I forgot to count.

Did you happen to follow
the victim to a winery?

- Sure.
- Drink anything while you were there?

Wine.

- Now do you believe me?
- I believe you.

- Yes. I knew she didn't do it.
- Yes.

You know what this means, Detective.

We need to bust Maze out.

Let's smuggle her something
she can use to escape.

What happened to "a mere
time-out" in women's prison?

Well, we can't punish the innocent,

or even the usually guilty
but innocent this one time.

It's the principle of the matter.

We have to find the real killer.

It's the only way to
keep Maze out of jail.

I hear someone's

headed for jail? I'm ready to draw up

the arrest warrant for Mazikeen Smith.

Hey, hang on. I'll grab my paperwork.

I'd love to chat with you, Lucifer.

Well, I'm terribly busy,
Charlotte. I'm sorry.

It's important.

Maybe somewhere a little more private?

Look, I-I really am in a
bit of a rush, Charlotte.

Of course.

I just wanted to mention I
met your brother, Amenadiel.

Oh, dearie me.

I bet that was a snooze.

So you confirm that he's your brother?

Well, yes, of course.

Well, he had some
interesting things to say,

things that you never mentioned.

For starters, would've been nice

to know that you were my stepson
before I kissed you that night.

"Stepson"?

- Right.
- Yeah.

That would've been
far preferable, Mum...

Mum...

- my dear Charlotte.
- You said "Mum."

Did I?

So I was...

I was your stepmom?

Well, not anymore.

Look, it... it's complicated, Charlotte,

and I am horribly
crunched for time, so...

Tell me what you know,
and don't lie to me.

Please, Lucifer. I feel
like I'm going crazy.

Fine.

Fine, I suppose you do
deserve to know the truth.

Okay, then.

No sense dillydallying.

I really am the Devil.

My brother Amenadiel is a former angel.

That time you thought you survived

being stabbed by your
junior associate, you didn't.

You died, and your soul
went straight to Hell.

Your empty body became a-a vessel

for my real mum, the
goddess of all creation,

until her celestial light

started bursting out of your midsection.

Naturally, I sent her
to another universe

so she wouldn't destroy this one.

Once she vacated your body,

you, Charlotte, came back to life.

All right? There we are. All caught up.

You wanted the truth?

Well, there it is.

Now, I really,

really must be going, because
I have an innocent demon

in the clink, but...

if you have any follow-up questions,

please, do feel free to...

ask Amenadiel.

Maze.

How you holding up?

Never better.

What do you want?

I'm here to support you.

Okay, I-I will never, ever forget

how you helped my brother,

so if there's anything you need,

anything at all, I'm your girl.

Even if I'm guilty?

Well, I don't think that you are.

Even though there isn't

one shred of evidence
that exonerates you.

Like, nothing. I mean, honestly,

I've never even seen
someone look more guilty.

But...

I have faith in you anyway.

Well, there is one thing
that you could do for me.

Yeah. Name it.

I could use a hug.

Like you even need to ask.

Bring it in!

Mm.

Oh!

I was just on my way to find you guys.

Got the lab results back from
the green tea coconut water.

No match on the DNA,
unfortunately. It was...

- Demonic?
- Inconclusive.

But I did find a set of prints.

They were yours.

Well, if your prints are on that can,

that means someone must've
broke into your house

and stolen it from your wheelie bins.

What? Your trash.

I assume you're the one
who throws 'em out for her.

And whoever stole the can

could've also stolen
Maze's knife. Which means

- someone's framing Maze.
- Someone's framing Maze.

You guys, I'm really worried about her.

She's hurting. When
I hugged her just now,

she hugged me back.

She...

she hugged you?

Excuse me.

You supposed to be here, ma'am?

Ms. Lopez! I've heard so much about you.

Only been here a couple
weeks, and everyone says

you're just an absolute ray of sunshine.

Yeah, that's me.

Rainbows, science, God.

Oh, uh, uh, just need
your old, uh, John Hancock

and your security PIN, uh, to
sign out that file, you know?

Protocol.

How 'bout a hug instead?

- A Lopez hug?
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, I've heard about those, too.

Must-must be my lucky day. Uh...

Oh! Oh, okay.

Um, getting kind of dizzy here.

Um, okay.

Pleasure to really meet you.

That other Ella was mean.

I can't believe Maze used me.

She ruined hugging.

Uh, I'll-I'll take that.

Thank you. Lovely.

Go easy on Maze, Ms. Lopez.

What, like you did?

Uh, look, yes, I admit
I was a bit miffed.

But that's because I thought
Maze was manipulating me.

Now it's clear she
didn't kill that fellow,

it's obvious someone
is manipulating her.

Which is a terrible feeling, by the way.

We need to help her.

Excuse me,

do you know what she
was looking for in here?

Maze wanted us to lock her up.

- Chloe...
- She's innocent.

The lab results from
the coconut water prove

that she's being framed.

Then why did she turn herself in?

Because she needed
something from this file.

The booking sheet from
the Vic's recent arrest.

Why is the corner missing?

Because that's where
the bail bondsman's name

and address was. A guy named Barry Hill.

He's the one who posted the Vic's bail.

- What does she want with him?
- Okay, in order

to frame Maze, someone
had to convince her

to go to the crime scene,
you know, make her think

that she was tracking a normal bounty.

That's where she found Mike Biltz dead,

- with a knife in his chest.
- Yeah.

And pulled it out.

That's a pretty good frame job.

And since Barry the bondsman
hired Maze to find Mike,

he's probably the one who set her up

or he probably knows who.

Wow.

Not bad, Decker.

Thanks.

Are we okay?

Yeah. Yeah, we're okay.

Uh, look, we'll talk about
it later. But I have to go.

Oh.

Sorry. Hate to interrupt the canoodling.

Which I am so okay with.

It doesn't fill me with mistrust at all.

But duty calls, Detective.

Can't have Maze taking justice
into her own hands now, can we?

- Mm-mm.
- No.

Okay.

Hey! What's your problem?!

Hey! Which one of you
mid-life crises is Barry Hill?

Get out of the lane, lady!

You're blocking the way of the
two-time league champs here.

You must be Barry.

You're coming with me.

Need to ask you a few questions.

Oh, well, you know,

I'll give you everything you need.

After I roll.

So do me a favor, honey.

Just stay there and
look pretty, all right?

What gives?

7-10 split.

Gonna be hard to pick that
up with your face caved in.

Now, just stay there and look pretty.

Okay! Okay, okay!

I'll tell you everything you
need to know! Ju-Just let me up!

Just let me up!

Lucifer told me... everything.

As in everything?

As in the whole freakin' enchilada.

As in I was possessed by
the goddess of all creation.

But it's all good.

Because she's in another universe.

And you believed him?

No.

Yes.

I don't want to.

I was hoping that you
could help clear things up

with one simple question.

What's my husband's name?

Um...

God.

Frey.

Godfrey.

- You're lying.
- Charlotte,

I don't know what you
want me to say here.

Um, the truth.

But a truth that makes sense.

Because right now, the only
thing that feels real to me

is that I was in Hell.

And that's insane!

I mean,

you can't actually be an angel

and Lucifer can't actually be the Devil.

Because if I believed that, then...

then it would mean that I'm insane.

Easy, lady!

Okay, what's this all about?

Don't play dumb.

You called me to bounty Mike Biltz.

And funny thing when I
found him: he was dead.

Stabbed with one of my knives.

Security camera was a nice
touch though. Made me smile.

So why'd you set me up?

Okay, yeah. Okay,
someone-someone paid me

to call you, but I don't
know nothin' about any kni...

Who paid you?!

Some corporate guy called
me. I-I don't know who he was.

He said he worked for some
place called, um, Sebastian Corp.

Sebastian Corp?

What's that?

Well, I didn't see that coming.

Long-range round, large caliber.

Barry here died from a sniper hit.

Ah, it's definitely not Maze's style.

She prefers her violence up
close and personal, believe me.

Guesstimating the bullet's

trajectory, I'd say the killer shot

from across the street.

Well, an entire bowling team

saw "that crazy hottie"

leave this office right
after the shooting.

Which means she wasn't across
the street when the shots

- were fired... she was here.
- Yeah.

She couldn't have taken those shots.

But I'm still mad about the hug.

Well, if Maze didn't kill the
Big Lebowski here, who did?

Maybe somebody who framed her

was tying up loose ends.

But who has beef with Maze?

- My money's on someone she bounty-hunted.
- Yeah.

Someone she caught
and brought to justice.

Surely those miscreants
have the biggest grudge.

Well, time to interview
Maze's ex-bounties.

Oh. Fun and games.

Hello.

Tell us how you know Mazikeen Smith.

She hunted me down like a dog.

She came from nowhere.

S-So, what did she do to you?

She ate my goldfish.

Then a rain of many sharp knives.

And did she do that?

No, she did this.

Oh, dear. Would you like some Advil?

What?

- She...
- Sorry, Detective.

Fish caught my tongue.

He tried to tell her he already
paid his parking tickets.

You must have been upset
that Maze caught you.

Mm. Perhaps you hated her.

Hated her enough to frame her.

No. Maze is all right.

After she got me, she bought me a beer.

She taught me how to make a shiv

out of a toothbrush.

And you better believe it came in handy.

The nice thing about Maze...

she doesn't judge.

She's a nice lady.

Lucifer's always gonna
be in the way, isn't he?

All I know is that they
have a real connection.

They're a package deal now.

It's like...

Say you fall in love with
a woman who has a cat.

What are you gonna do?

You accept the cat.

Because she's worth it.

Lucifer's the cat.

I'd just get rid of the cat.

Come on.

We have one more.

Bloody hell. Let's cut
to the chase, shall we?

- Mm-hmm.
- Hello. Do you hold a mortal grudge

against bounty hunter Mazikeen Smith?

Nah. I should, but no.

Maze changed my life.

She scared me straight.

Oh. Really?

What, bank job? Mob hit?

No. Winery gig.

Way overpaid.

Definitely fishy.

Maze taught me if it's too
good to be true, stay away.

Uh, what winery?

Monte De Oro Winery.

Gorgeous drive.

Very romantic.

Lucifer, Margo and Zack are behind this.

We got to get to that winery.

You really think that they framed Maze

- and killed those two people?
- Yes.

And I bet Maze knows why.

- Thank you.
- Right. Looks like we'll have to stop her

from actually killing
someone this time. Thank you.

Found you.

Lady, you framed the wrong demon.

"Sebastian Corp"?

Really?

It took me a second
after Barry mentioned it,

but then I remembered.

Four months ago, I tracked
down a bounty named Sebastian.

Yeah, real dirt bag.

Drove drunk, killed a girl,

and then fled the charges
when his rich mommy

and fancy lawyers couldn't save him.

Turns out that rich mommy...

was you.

So why'd ya do it, lady?

Sebastian put you up to this?

Prison not agreeing
with Momma's little boy?

Sebastian is dead!

Killed in a prison fight,

the prison you put him in.

I had you framed because I wanted you

to suffer like he did.

My boy is dead because of you.

You blame me?

Sure, why not?

Sebastian's a saint.

You're the perfect mom.

And I'm just the big, bad, evil demon.

And what would someone truly evil do

to the one who framed her?

Best help money can buy.

Yeah, I've always wanted to do that.

Done that before.

Maze, no!

Maze, stop!

Drop the knife. This isn't you.

Isn't it, though?

I destroy things, Chloe.

It's what I do.

Friendships,

relationships, apartment walls.

And, apparently, I
killed this lady's son.

Maze, I know you didn't kill Mike Biltz,

and you didn't kill Barry.

And her son isn't your fault, either.

We're all responsible
for our own choices.

And right now,

you have to make one.

Maze, you don't destroy everything.

Trixie loves you.

You're the best babysitter
she has ever had.

Other than the time you let
that rock band spend the night,

and when you sent her to
school with the pot brownies.

But the point is,

no one's perfect.

But what matters most

is that you're such a good friend...

to Trixie, to me.

And I don't know what
you're going through, Maze.

I wish you would talk
to me, but, please,

please put down the knife.

Let me help you.

Help?

You're the reason he won't take me home.

What?

You want a knife, Chloe?

Maze!

Brother, are you sure?
I mean, the old you

would never have been okay with this.

I don't think we have much of a choice.

Charlotte.

Do you have a minute?

Sure.

Just getting ready to check
myself into the loony bin.

Charlotte, listen. I owe you an apology.

I shouldn't have told you what I did.

Yes. And, well, I suppose

that I didn't help things either.

So we are here to make things right.

Now, we can't undo
what we've already done,

but maybe we can help you move forward.

Last chance to change
your mind, brother.

Going once, going twice...

Fair enough.

You, um, you may want to sit down.

Nah. At this point, things
can't get any crazier.

You'd think.

Okay.

Oh, no, Luci.

We've broken her.

Charlotte.

Are you okay?

It's... it's real.

Then that means I'm...

I'm not crazy.

Hey.

Hey.

I've, uh, I've been thinking
a lot about what you said.

About Lucifer, and, um...

You know, I need you to know that...

he... he and I, we're...

we're good partners,

and... we're good friends.

And I... you know, I
don't want to lose that.

It wasn't a fair ask.

No. It's-it's...

it's also unfair of me

to ask you to deal with this, you know?

You want to take me home?

I'll take you anywhere.

It's okay. You don't
have to ride with me.

I know. I want to.

I'm here. What do you want?

To apologize.

Look, I thought you
were manipulating me,

but, well,

I'm a big enough devil
to admit when I'm wrong.

Anyway, killer caught.

Demon exonerated.

All good now?

No.

Everything that happened

showed me exactly why I need to go back.

I don't understand.

It's all so

complicated here, Lucifer.

I mean, caring about
humans always goes wrong.

Feelings suck.

I am not the one who's
supposed to be tortured.

You're the one who does the torturing.

Yes.

So please, just...

take me home.

I can't. And not

just 'cause of possible
repercussions with Dad.

I...

I can't lose you,

Maze.

Not you, too.

Oh.

What do you mean, "not me, too"?

The detective.

- Right.
- I just saw her

ride off with Pierce.

She looked so happy.

That's what I want, I suppose,
isn't it, her happiness?

I just wish I knew that
Pierce's intentions were pure.

Anyway, point is, you're right.

Feelings and humans suck.

So...

at least we have each other.

I'm always gonna be the
consolation prize for you.

You only care about me

when you don't have Chloe.

- Maze, now hold on. That's..
- No.

No one puts me first.

Least of all you.

None of you deserve me.

Leaving town?

What are you doing here?

You're angry the people
you trust let you down.

Hmm.

Which is why we should
work together for a change.

Why would I do that?

I don't even like you.

I don't like you either.

But at least I won't
pretend to be your friend,

like everyone else does.

Like I said, why would
I do anything for you?

Because...

I can help us both get what we want.

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