Lucifer

Father.

You're here.

Well, you've got my attention.

Oh, Father, thank you for coming.

You... you saw how they were attacking me?

And look what Lucifer did to my face.

Yes, of course, oh, this is all my fault.

Go on, go ahead, Dad, blame it all on me, like always.

No, Father, this is all my fault.

I lost control and froze time, and as the eldest brother,

I should've kept a better handle on my siblings. I'm truly sorry.

I don't care who's at fault.

I just want my sons to get along.

Regardless of what's happened, we're family.

Let's act like it.

Good point, Father.

Come on.

Bring it in.

- Uh... - Come on. Here.

You've got to be joking.

No! Hell, no!

Come now, Samael.

Michael impersonated me, tried to ruin my life.

Kidnapped the woman that I...

He is behind every bad thing that's ever happened to me!

Well, everything apart from you.

And for someone who's supposed to be omniscient,

it's amazing that you never actually see that!

And apparently never will.

Now?

Is that my grandson over there? Huh.

Well, now, this won't do at all.

What just happened?

And who are you?

Hey, oh, my God, are you okay? That must've been a crazy big earthquake.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Hey, wait. Uh... have you seen Lucifer?

Um, no, sorry.

Where is he?

Ha-ha! Yeah!

Whoo!

Here we go!

Big!

Yeah!

Whoo!

Mmm!

Hi.

Detective! Where have you been?

Hey. Um, can I talk to you for a second?

Absolutely!

Hey, so, uh, what happened back at the precinct?

When we were talking, and, uh, you were about to say...

or at least I thought...

I knew what you were about to say, and then I blinked, and, well,

suddenly, no you.

Detective, I'm sorry.

I needed to get away. I couldn't take it anymore.

"Take it"?

People! Telling me what to do, especially...

Me?

No.

No, Detective, I'm sorry, I...

It's okay. I... I think I pushed you too far,

and it wasn't fair of me to do that,

and I get why you ran away.

- But that's not why I ran. - No, I... I understand.

I really do. Um...

You know, I think, uh, maybe I'll just give you some time,

and, um, when-when you're ready,

I'll be ready to listen.

Okay?

Yep.

You're really here.

I guess I shouldn't be surprised.

I met Eve

and the Goddess of all creation.

I even thought I met you once, but still...

Yeah, I'm never gonna get used to this. Mnh-mnh.

You can poke all you want.

Because I'm eternally grateful to you...

for this beautiful grandson.

- Yeah. - Who's the cutest little baby?

Yes, it's you.

That's right.

My angel baby is technically God's grandkid.

Do you need a drink?

Water? Wine?

Is it all the same to you?

Yeah, I'm gonna get some options. Okay.

Father, I do have to tell you that Lucifer was right.

Michael has made quite a mess here on Earth.

And I'm afraid he's not done. He's up to something.

Day-to-day isn't important, my son.

This is important.

- Family's important. - Yes, I agree.

And that's, um...

that's what I wanted to talk to you about.

About Charlie and, uh...

Father, is he...

Adorable?

Yes, he is, my son.

God's honest truth.

- Yes, but, Father, I... - You know what?

Being here gives me an idea.

Yeah?

I think I know just what this family needs.

You know, Dan, you really should stay home.

Just take some time off.

Learning the truth about Lucifer, it's a lot.

I've been there.

I'm guessing you handled it better. Or did you shoot him too?

I didn't, but I did almost poison him with the help of an evil priest.

I genuinely can't tell if that's a joke or not.

Take some time, Dan.

Look, I just wanna work.

You know? Hell, you're the one who was kidnapped. You should take some time off.

Touché.

How are you doing, by the way?

I noticed Lucifer's not here.

Well, we... we hit a snag, and he's dealing with some things,

and I may have rushed him a bit,

so I'm giving him space, but he'll figure it out.

We're strong enough to get through this.

Well, at least Ella's taking some time off.

Yeah.

Oh. Hey, Ella.

Before you start, no, I am not going home.

I need to focus on the case.

Okay.

Really?

I had, like, five pretty solid arguments ready.

- I mean, if you wanna hear them... - No, we're good.

- We're good. - What do we have?

Vic was Chris Peterson.

COD seems to be blunt force trauma to the head.

I think he hit his head on the cement,

but it's kind of hard to tell, thanks to his BBQ-ed bod.

Looks like someone was trying to burn down the hole.

Maybe Chris stepped in, tried to stop 'em?

Yeah, we found gasoline all over this place.

Someone was trying to burn down the entire Kingdom.

Lucky for the owners, the cement stopped the fire from spreading, but...

Who was he? One of the workers?

No, this place is family-owned,

so the dad and the kids all work here and run this place.

And this was the youngest son.

Any witnesses?

No. But the three kids were here, working after hours,

but they say they didn't see any struggle or hear any arguments.

They just saw the fire, rushed out, only to find...

The body of their burned brother.

Well, let's go talk to them, see if any of them wanted their brother dead.

Oh, way ahead of you. I know exactly how to find the killer.

- You do? - Hell, yeah.

See, all you have to do is introduce me to all of the suspects.

And whichever one I'm most attracted to,

bam, that's your killer.

Ella.

Hey, I'm at peace with it.

If I've got a broken picker, might as well use it for the greater good, right?

What are you gonna say to her? Something romantic?

You have that look on your face.

Well, not anymore.

What do you care?

Why even ask? You're all-knowing, don't you already know the answer?

Hmm. Father's intuition.

Well, intuit yourself somewhere else.

Actually, no.

Why are you still here?

Isn't the universe gonna collapse with your you-like powers on Earth?

Hmm.

- It's fine. - Is it?

Well, as always, thanks for clearing that up. Now, if you don't mind...

I've come to ask you something.

Well, go on, then.

I'd like you to join me.

For a family dinner.

Yeah?

No.

Pass. Hard pass.

Son.

I don't wanna leave Earth until we've all talked.

Well, enjoy your eternity here, then,

because there is absolutely no way

I am sitting down for anything as absurd or torturous as a family dinner.

I've already done my time in Hell.

Remember?

Good morning.

Lucifer. I thought you needed space.

Nope, no space needed. I'm right where I need to be. So, where's the family?

Well, the siblings are over there, but how did you know...

One of them is obviously the killer.

He doesn't even know what the crime is.

No, he's probably just projecting his latest issues.

- He's projecting his latest issues. - What, and that's a good thing?

He thinks it's the family. I...

I thought he was upset with me for rushing him, but he's not. He...

He's mad at his own family.

Of course.