Lucifer

Previously on Lucifer...

Make yourself a drink, Detective.

No more drinks.

No more blurred lines.

No more trying to sleep with me.

And you... are naked.

This is beyond inappropriate.

What do you think I'm insecure about?

That you are changing.

But that you don't know what's causing the change. Or who.

Something has fundamentally changed in Lucifer.

We can get him back to where he belongs

if you could just provide me with a weak spot.

Are you sleeping with this idiot?

She hasn't had the pleasure, unfortunately, no.

- Hey, Dan, I... - Really, Chloe?

I'm disappointed in you.

How could you possibly help me?

I have the ability to draw out people's forbidden desires.

And desire is, like, your superpower.

It's more like a gift from God, really.

What are you?

I've been trying to tell you. I'm the Devil.

Just shoot me, Detective, please.

Because maybe you'll finally realize...

Son of a bitch, that really hurts.

She shot me, and I bled.

That's not possible.

Well, don't think about it too much; it's exciting.

The fun's just begun.

I very much approve of Benny's avant-garde approach to clothing.

The models don't appear to be wearing any.

The Benny Choi brand isn't about clothes.

It's the shoes.

These guys kill for limited-edition kicks.

Six G's a pair.

Oh, even the Mistress of Excess is impressed.

Go, Benny.

Oh, hello.

Mmm, dangerous.

Lucifer likes.

You were shot and you bled.

No sharp objects until we find out why.

Oh, quite the opposite.

The danger of getting hurt's positively thrilling.

Fun with mortality.

Bring it.

Excuse me.

Since when does the Devil care about mortality?

Great show, Benny.

Ladies and gentlemen, Benny Choi!

Now, come on, gorgeous, you tell me your most dangerous desire.

Cheeseburger.

Cheeseburger? Really?

Benny, get down!

What was that?

It's a bit early for last call.

Never mind.

You need to leave. Now.

What's the rush? It's just getting exciting.

Humans are playing with their guns, and now they're running for cover.

No reason to find out if your bones will break too.

Well, what about my broken... heart?

Move!

Get down! Get down!

Move, move! Y'all got to move!

Come on! Let's go!

People really do kill for Benny's shoes.

- We need to get out of here now. - Why?

I just found my danger.

She snuck out of the house.

I thought she was asleep.

Mrs. Cortez, I'll find who caused your daughter's death.

I promise you.

You okay?

Her only child was trampled to death,

after some thug fired into a crowd.

I've been better.

Gang Unit's piggybacking Homicide till we can figure out who wanted Benny Choi dead.

Is he talking?

Clammed up as soon as we got to the crime scene.

Okay.

It could get bloody.

You should probably stay as safe as possible on this one.

Oh, yeah? Stick to the nice girly murders?

It just seems that every time I turn around,

you're in another shootout with your buddy Lucifer by your side.

Not an issue.

He was just, I don't know,

uh, some mystery that I wanted solved.

I could think of a few other choice names.

Yeah, how about complete wack job?

Don't worry, Lucifer Morningstar is completely out of my life.

Right.

Get this one tighter.

- Tighter? - Yeah.

Really, Officer?

And he's sitting on my desk.

Get out of that one.

Please tell me I'm hallucinating.

Well, I am dreamy, but try to contain yourself.

What are you doing here?

I'm not actually here to see you.

I've come to talk to your boss.

About a shooting.

Okay, I thought you had my back on this.

If the department finds out what really happened, I could lose my badge.

What, you mean the fact that you shot me on purpose?

I told you I was sorry about that.

And I feel badly, I do. But it was a graze.

I doubt it even left a scar.

Didn't it?

Mr. Morningstar?

- I can see you now. - Splendid!

Splendid. We've so much to discuss.

Ooh.

So what can I do for you?

Well, Lieutenant,

as you know, I was witness to that grisly death at Benny's.

I mean, only a matter of time

before those gentlemen start pointing fingers

and the whole... the whole thing explodes.

- And? - I want in.

- In? - On the action.

I got a taste of danger, and I want more.

This case is the perfect method for me to explore my mortality

in an exciting and dangerous way.

And... help find out who's responsible for that poor girl's death, of course.

I realize you've been very helpful to Detective Decker

on her last couple of cases, but...

exploring mortality is not really what I do here.

- No? - Uh-uh.

It's funny, 'cause you're an ambitious one, aren't you?

I can tell.

Brimming with desire.

If I'm gonna be the first female chief of police,

I need a big close.

Of course you do. Of course you do.

And how do you plan on achieving this grand goal?

I will never be appointed without the support of the minority communities.

Right, yes.

Well, I tell you what.

If you allow me to assist on this case,

and... possibly others,

I'll deliver you all the support you need, eh?

Just consider it a favor.

From a friend.

After you.

Thank you so much.

Olivia, I can explain.

Oh, you better explain why you have been keeping

such a valuable resource all to yourself.

Excuse me?

We have someone who can make Benny Choi talk.

Someone with charm,

- likability... - And has real ties to the community.

Here it comes.

Lucifer Morningstar has volunteered

to act as liaison in the Paola Cortez case.

You're welcome, Decker.

Steady on.

That wack job's gonna totally get me killed.

What could you have possibly said

to con your way onto another case?

Well, I simply offered the lieutenant a favor.

She gets what she wants, and I get what I want...

a nice juicy gang war.

You mean you offered to help prevent a gang war, right?

Tomato, tom-ah-to.

But, see, that's why we make such great partners.

The "he said, she said" of it all.

The yin-yang, the fireworks.

Partners?

More like glorified ride-along.

Just think, you and me, close proximity at all times.

Yeah, in L.A., we call that "stalking."

It's wonderful, isn't it?

Uh, when do I get my own gun?

I wouldn't trust you with my kid's lightsaber.

- And when do I get... - I'll never let you drive.

If I'm gonna be forced to work with you again, I call the shots.

You most certainly do.

Right in the leg.

I only shot you because you told me to.

In a moment of weakness, I somehow fell for your hocus-pocus

and believed that you actually might be the Devil.

I am the Devil.

Historically invincible, until now,

and that's what makes this case so exciting...

real danger.

It's the perfect opportunity to see what other mortal qualities I have.

Okay, I get it... you want to feel new things.

Exactly.

- How's that? - Bloody hell!

That hurt!

Do it again.

So where to, eh?

Stakeout, ambush?

You know, I'm quite skilled at restraints.

No, I'm taking you home.