03x17 - Let Pinhead Sing!

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Previously on Lucifer...

LUCIFER: I'm going to remove Pierce's immortal curse so he can finally die. I shall fly down to Hell, pluck your brother's soul and drop it into a vacant body. This would make you innocent.

Amenadiel's nice.

If he were nice, he wouldn't be sneaking around behind my back with my friend.

When will you understand that we were trying to protect you?!

I don't believe you.

I know this is scary, but we need to start in your Hell.

Amenadiel: There are so many things that Father can still take away from you.

Chloe: There is a b*mb.

Dan: If they move, the whole thing blows.

I just wanted to say thank you again.

Couldn't have done it without you.

LUCIFER: Without me, you wouldn't have been in danger in the first place. If the detective had d*ed, it would have been my fault. I know I promised to help you end your curse, but we need to dissolve our unholy alliance. The risk is too great.

[Upbeat dance music intro plays, crowd cheering]

[Sighs]

I'll put it on.

♪ ♪ Man: Ladies and gentlemen, Axara!

♪ Boy ♪ ♪ I just, I-I can't explain it.

I...

♪ ♪ I see her face ♪ ♪ Everywhere ♪ ♪ Everywhere ♪ ♪ Everywhere ♪ ♪ About two weeks ago ♪ ♪ Remember that night when you came on over?

♪ ♪ I got a confession ♪ ♪ I saw everything you wrote her ♪ ♪ How could you call her baby?

♪ ♪ I saw the pic she sent you ♪ ♪ Why would you lie and tell her that there's so much ♪ ♪ We have been through ever since ♪ ♪ That night...

♪ [Audience gasping]

Oh, my God, Jill?

Jill?

Man: Stay back!

Everyone, stay back!

Jill?

Oh, Jill.

Jill?

Help me!

Someone help!

Somebody help!

[Crying]

LUCIFER: I've decided to take myself out of the spotlight. My Father's spotlight, to be exact.

So, no more k*lling Pierce to get back at your dad?

LUCIFER: Correct. I mean, that whole "mark of Kane" thing was so dreary, so nihilistic. There are far better ways to spend my time.

Oh?

LUCIFER: Yes. Well, I could brew my own artisanal beer. Take a nude painting class. Buy that pet shark I've always wanted.

Maybe you're taking a step back because of the b*mb scare that threatened both you...

and Chloe.

LUCIFER: Don't be ridiculous. We're in the line of fire every day, Doctor. I mean, it's all part of being heroes for the people.

Don't get me wrong. If the b*mb was God targeting Chloe for your defiance, then maybe it's good that you're quitting.

LUCIFER: Well, quitting is a strong word.

I'm just saying, sometimes we push boundaries we shouldn't and cause rifts with people we care about. It's only fair we take our share of responsibility in a conflict, even if the other is... somewhat irrational, demonic, even.

Indeed.

Nothing wrong with dousing the flames of contention.

Exactly.

Right.

Maybe even apologize.

LUCIFER: Well, let's not go crazy. But perhaps I can stop poking the bear that is my Father. Get off his radar for a bit, you know?

Mellow out.

[Playing "Dust In The Wind" by Kansas]

♪ I close my eyes ♪ ♪ Only for a moment ♪ ♪ And the moment's gone...

♪ [Stops playing]

What do you want, Lopez?

ELLA: You know, I just noticed that you may be a little blue. So... Ta-da! To cheer you up.
No, it's not new kicks. It's better. It's... a compliment box. I went around the precinct and asked everyone to write a positive little note about you.

Why?

So... that whenever you're feeling down, you can just pull one out, and it'll perk you right up. Like, maybe now would be a good time.

[Clears throat]

"Pierce has nice arms." Well, agreed. You sure do. "The lieutenant has really great arms." Right again. Two arms, two compliments. "Pierce... is... wicked smart, so funny, generous and amazing." Now that is a compliment.

It says I have really nice arms, doesn't it?

ELLA: Nah, nah, 'cause that'd be really awkward and weird, you and me here talking about a third arm. And, um, I need to go check on a lab thingy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I've been trying so hard to cheer up Pierce, but this is some next level bro-wallow. You got to get in there and do something.

Yeah.

I don't know.

What?

Why not?

Well, it's just... Pierce isn't really a fan of me.

ELLA: Well, then this is your chance to change that. I mean, Dan, if anyone knows what it feels like to be in the crapper, it's you.

Thank you.

ELLA: No. What I mean is you can relate, okay? But when you're down, you always, always pull yourself back up. You are positive dude numero uno.

Okay. I guess I could try.

ELLA: Good luck. You got this.

Hmm.

♪ All we are is dust in the wind...

♪ Chloe: Okay, I'm a little confused here.

One of the backup dancers was dressed as Axara?

Yeah.

I don't really understand it, either.

Yeah.

It normally doesn't happen like that.

I think she was looking to get...

Okay, but you're the manager, correct?

Rohan Donahue, yeah.

So, here's the deal.

Axara and a backup dancer, Jill, decided to switch positions last minute.

Maybe she felt the act was getting boring.

You'll have to ask Axara for details.

We got her back to the hotel as fast as possible.

So was this the first time she had switched?

Yeah, she didn't say anything to anyone on the crew.

Except for Jill, of course.

And no one knew, that means Axara was the intended target.

Chloe: Let's not jump to any conclusions until we've explored all the angles.

We don't know if anyone was a target.

Maybe it was an accident.

ELLA: It wasn't. This is a piece of big-time professional firework.

From far away: "Ooh!" From up close: "Ah!" Fireworks weren't even part of Axara's show.

Let alone pointed right at the spotlight.

Does this mean we're canceling the Asia and the Europe tours?

Let's not panic until we know exactly what happened here.

Jill's dead, Rohan.

And it was supposed to be Axara.

Yes, which means the shadowy assassin would likely try again.

And again, until the butchery is done.

Statistically speaking.

Cece: He's right.

Okay.

As long as Axara's in the spotlight, she has a target on her back.

[Quietly]: Yes.

The spotlight is dangerous.

[Chuckling]: Who am I kidding?

I'm not mellow.

I'll never be able to take myself out of my dad's spotlight, but...

I can take the detective out of mine.

And focus on other people.

What?

What are you talking about?

Nothing.

You'll thank me later.

Lucifer: So you're Axara's bodyguard, are you?

Now, I've always had an interest in the personal protection business, Rob.

Bob.

Bob, right.

Is that short for "Robert"?

No.

Fascinating.

Oh, it's lovely getting to know you like this.

[Chuckles]

Your hopes, your dreams.

Hmm?

[Chuckles]

Been working out as well.

Are you coming?

Uh, no, I'm not really interested in you and what you're doing.

I think I'm just gonna stay here and chat to my new friend, Rob.

Bob.

Bob.

Right.

Bob.

Big fan of old Bobby here.

In fact, if someone were wondering about my list of favorite people, Bob might just be at the top.

Really?

Oh, most definitely.

♪ New year, but the ball don't drop...

♪ We should go upstairs.

♪ Come on, party getting wild, get hot...

♪ Lucifer [coughing]: Thank you, Bobby.

Lucifer: I thought rock stars only got the best weed.

It's sage.

After what happened to Jill, I'm smudging my space, and my heart.

[Whispers]: And my lungs.

It actually changes the ionic composition of the air and reduces the body's stress response to tragic events.

Oh, such compassion from one so young.

[Chuckles]

Please, tell me more.

Chloe: Can you think of anyone who may have wanted to hurt you?

[Chuckles]

You should check Axara's social media.

So many obsessed crazies.

Love you, Cece.

And she makes a mean turmeric smoothie.

[Chuckles]

Wait, speaking of mean, there was one guy who did kind of thr*aten me.

I mean, I didn't take it seriously at the time because he's a bit of a diva, but...

Patrick.

Patrick.

And who might Patrick be?

My ex-backup singer.

Really toxic individual.

Rohan fired him last week, and like I said, he's a drama queen.

But he said something like, uh, "I hope Axara dies a horrible, painful death." Yes.

Mm, mm.

Suppose it might be worth a glance.

♪ It's the party over here ♪ ♪ We don't feel like letting go.

♪ [Exhales]

Maze, it's-it's me.

Linda.

Come on, Maze, I...

[Chuckles]

I brought you a gift to, you know, bury the hatchet.

I don't want to lose you, Maze.

And so, I lost Amenadiel.

No man is worth what we have.

Please, just hear me out.

[Footfalls leaving]

[Sighs]

Oh, excuse us, I think we're in the wrong interrogation room.

You're looking for Patrick Manning?

Yes.

That's me, honey.

Lucifer: Wow.

I see someone stole some of Axara's spotlight and fishnets as severance pay.

Why am I here?

I'll ask the questions, Patty.

Oh, I always knew Cher was a feisty one.

I'm Donovan McCann, Patrick's lawyer.

So, why is he here?

Chloe: We believe that Patrick made an attempt on Axara's life last night.

k*lled a backup dancer by mistake.

Say what?

We know that you still had the backstage security pass, which means access and motive.

Lucifer: Yes, cold-blooded retaliation for your recent f*ring.

f*ring?

That's bananas.

So you're saying you didn't try and take Axara out with a bang?

Course not.

Patrick: Do I hate her?

Yes.

It was a bitch to work for that bitch...

The long hours, never getting credit...

But she did not fire me.

I quit.

That's not the story her people are telling.

I bet.

Those sycophants will say anything to protect her fragile ego.

Well, Patrick.

Patty.

If you didn't want Axara dead, tell me: what did you desire?

Uh...

to be Axara.

But my version.

A better version.

Which is why I could never want her dead.

How could I compete with her if she was kaput?

Yes.

Where were you last night?

On stage.

Performing my act at the Hideaway in WeHo.

After which, she was mobbed by fans in the parking lot.

Tuesday's the new Friday now that Patty's doing Axara.

Mm-hmm.

Ask around.

[Chuckles]

Aw, so sweet.

Donovan was right about last night.

It was cray-cray at the Hideaway.

Everyone wants a piece of Axara 2.0.

[Scoffs]

You wouldn't believe the obsessive wannabes.

Sad.

It's sad.

Ella: Axara has more followers than the Pope.

"You are my life, I would do anything to meet you.

Literally anything." Gosh, I can't think of anyone I care about that much.

Except for Miss Lopez.

Ella: World's Greatest Forensic Scientist?

[Chuckles]

Oh, my gosh.

That is so sweet.

Wait. Did I miss my birthday?

Well, every day's a celebration when you're around, darling.

Mwah!

[Chuckles]

Anyway.

When obsessed people don't have their love reciprocated, sometimes they snap.

Well, I've gone through them all, and on a scale of #ILoveYouAxara to #IWantToLivelnYourSpleen, there's, like, a zillion suspects.

A zillion and one if you count me.

You weren't even aware of her until this case.

[Scoffs]

Okay, name your favorite song.

Well, um, there's so many.

Chloe: Anyway, we're not just looking for a crazy fan, we need someone who had an all-access pass.

Well, Axara's assistant let me check out all of her social media accounts.

Mm-hmm.

And apparently, she held an online contest last week.

Winner won a VIP pass to the Hollywood Bowl show.

Meet our winner: Benny Parker.

And these are some of his tweets.

Chloe: "I can't wait for our love to be real." "I wil make you feel the same way." "You and I will be together forever." That's subtle.

Lucifer: Sounds like Prince Charming needs some attention from the LAPD.

Right. Thank you, Miss Lopez.

I mean...

♪ I'm a panda bear.

♪ Oh, no, poor Pauline.

Pauline?

My friend who works the intake desk at the precinct.

I'm helping her through a bad breakup.

We've grown quite close since yesterday.

Mm-hmm.

Right.

I know what you're doing.

Our b*mb scare made you realize just how dangerous this job is.

And that you and I could lose each other.

At any time.

So you're focusing on other people, you're keeping your distance as a way of protecting yourself.

And you know what, Lucifer?

That's cool.

If you need to "reverse-Oprah" me just to feel less afraid, then by all means, knock yourself out.

[Scoffs]

What?

I am not afraid.

Just realized I've been a tad myopic lately.

Why not spread the love?

Hmm.

I mean, everyone deserves a little Lucifer.

How generous of you.

Thank you very much.

After me.

[Clears throat]

[Inhales deeply]

[Knocking on door]

Benny Parker, LAPD.

Seems I'm not the only one ignoring you.

Perhaps you're just not that interesting, Detective.

Benny?

Benny.

Well, talk about a dead end.

"Axara's art celebrates life.

Itarnished it with death.

I have no right to stay in her world.

I lived for Axara.

Now I die for her.

Benny." Wow.

I hope that no one ever loves me that much.

So, did the M.E.

confirm that it's su1c1de?

Still running the autopsy report, but the bottle of sleeping pills found in his hand, half empty.

Right and factor in Benny's VIP pass which means he had access.

Yeah, it means that Benny had tons of time and opportunity to plant the firework that k*lled Jill.

A textbook post-m*rder guilt-driven su1c1de.

A little too textbook if you ask me.

Lucifer: Oh, look what just arrived.

Who wants a T-shirt?

Here you go.

And, oh, one for you.

Woman: Nice.

One for you.

[Chuckles]

Definitely for you.

What you can't fix, decorate, am I right?

Ah!

Miss Lopez.

Aw.

[Chuckles]

What is all this?

Axara swag.

Thank you gifts for solving the case.

Apparently, she'd have come in person, but she's busy rehearsing for her rescheduled show at the Bowl.

Well, technically, the case isn't closed till we get the final autopsy report.

Exactly.

And until then, it's LAPD jurisdiction.

Which means no shows.

Well, I'm afraid you'll have to take it up with the police commissioner 'cause apparently, he and Axara are poker buddies.

It's all be sorted.

[Chuckling]: Oh, hello.

[Chuckles]

An Axara bobblehead.

♪ I'm not gonna die no more.

♪ [Chuckles]

Who's deserving of this little, uh...

Ah!

My good friend, Mr.

Janitor.

That should cheer you up.

I think you'll be very proud.

I forced myself to speak to a coworker who has terrible breath.

It was probably only for a few minutes, but it seemed like a decade.

Hello, I'm trying to compliment my...

you.

[Chuckles]

Clearly, something is on your mind.

Come on, I'm all ears.

I am so sorry.

[Chuckles]

Um, but you're paying me to listen, so...

Well, yes.

But the whole reason that I'm here is to learn to be less self-centered.

Okay, um...

Okay, fine.

Um, I'm, I'm just having a wee bit of a conflict with a, with a friend of mine.

Conflict?

My specialty.

[Laughs]

[Laughing]: Mediating...

conflict, I mean.

Let me help you.

Uh, that's very nice.

It's a very nice offer, but...

I know.

And it feels so strange.

It's...

I feel so good, it's like I'm floating.

Although that might...

might be the three gimlets I had at lunch.

So, yes?

Uh...

Oh, my God.

Chloe.

Okay, so you know how you thought Axara's superfan's "su1c1de" was a little too neatly wrapped up?

Mm-hmm.

You just won the super totally right hunch of the millennia award.

So Benny's not our guy?

No.

Benny d*ed the day before that firework exploded.

So Benny is not our k*ller.

He's our first m*rder victim.

So Benny's su1c1de was staged before the att*ck at the Bowl.

Yeah.

A frame job to cover up the real k*ller's tracks which means major pre-meditation.

And that Axara's still in serious danger.

The k*ller's still out there.

Exactly.

Lucifer: This month's winner is...

Pauline.

[Laughs]

And I think we can all agree that Pauline deserves her place in the spotlight far more than others.

So if you'd all like to raise a glass, if you have one, to Pauline.

Lucifer knows she's a temp, right?

Yeah, just tell him to meet me in the car.

Yeah.

♪ ♪ I don't know exactly what you're going through, but I've been there.

That very stool, actually.

Have you, Espinoza?

You know, talking about it might help. You know, really opening up to someone.

I mean, that's what... that's what I did. And now everything's coming up Dan.
No, seriously, man, I'm happy. You know, I'm-I'm ready to start dating.

Hell, you and I are even friends.

[Chuckles]

Friendlier.

[Sighs]

I guess I could try.

Lay it on me.

I'm here for you, bro.

It's just life, you know? It's like this eternal wasteland of meaningless existence, a dark void staring down at you like a beaten dog scrounging on the side of the road, just waiting to get mowed down by the next tsunami of crap.

Wow.

Hmm. Maybe we all are just dust in the wind.

♪ Bring out the bad in me ♪ ♪ Bring out the bad ♪ ♪ Bring out the.

♪ I am not cancelling my show.

Well, it turns out that your troubled fan was framed for Jill's m*rder.

So, with the k*ller still out there, I can't let you perform tomorrow night.

Detective, if I hid under a rock every time there was an issue, I'd still be doing bar mitzvahs.

Also, you'd be under a rock.

Most unpleasant.

Okay.

Detective.

Now, I say we let Pinhead sing.

I mean, after all, some people are just destined to be in the spotlight.

Others not.

Like you, for example.

So not helping.

You know, maybe you should wait in the car.

Axara: You know what?

Maybe you should both go.

I assure you, I'm fine.

[g*nshots]

[Woman screams]

Detective, what are you doing?!

This is...

no time for heroics.

Not that I care.

Man: Building searched.

All clear.

You poor, poor dear.

Can I get you something?

Some tea?

More face needles, perhaps?

Uh, I'm fine, your partner's actually the one with the medic.

Who?

Oh, her.

No, that's, uh, that's just a scratch.

No, it's you that I'm focused on.

[Chuckles]

Chloe: Okay, great.

Thank you.

Okay, so I have your security team in place.

For tomorrow's show, right?

Smart to beef things up.

Yeah, I don't think you understand.

There's no show.

While you're in danger, you're under 24-hour LAPD protection, led by me.

That's ridiculous.

Lucifer: Agreed.

She's a terrible choice.

I'll do it.

Look what we found in the laundry chute.

I'm gonna head back to the homestead to expedite ballistics.

You want to come?

Excellent plan.

Why don't you go with Miss Lopez, and I will keep you safe, you little gem.

So you're gonna be my bodyguard?

Are you even a real cop?

Consultant, actually.

But I can assure you that my penthouse has top-notch security.

And every other amenity you could possibly desire.

Hmm.

We'll see.

Come on, girls.

[Exhales]

[Sighs]

What a treasure.

[Chuckles]

Okay, the only reason I'm agreeing to this is hiding Axara at your penthouse is an unpredictable choice.

But, listen, if there's even the slightest hint that she is unsafe, your duties are revoked.

[Scoffs]

Right.

What?

Just, you said "duties." ♪ ♪ Come on.

[Elevator dings]

♪ About two weeks ago ♪ ♪ Remember that night when you came on over ♪ ♪ I got a confession ♪ ♪ I saw everything you wrote her ♪ ♪ How could you call her baby?

♪ ♪ I saw the pics she sent you ♪ ♪ Why would you lie and tell her that...

♪ [Music stops]

Bravo, Miss Axara.

Yes, I adore your shaky groove thing.

And I'm sure my custom Italian leather settee does, too.

Sorry, I need to rehearse.

Right, yes, of course.

Of course.

Whatever you need.

[Chuckles]

[Whispers]: Help me.

Right, uh, chaps, why don't you, um...

you wait downstairs.

I've got this.

Thank you, Rob.

Bob.

Bob.

Bob, yes.

[Sighs]

Now, please tell me, how can I better focus my attention on you?

Mm...

Maybe you can make yourself useful.

Unless that's just a prop.

[Chuckles]

Prop?

Please.

Mozart, Liberace, Elton.

Who?

All the greats were my pupils.

But none as bright as you, of course.

Whatever.

[Clears throat]

Right.

[Clears throat]

"C." [Plays note]

[Playing scale]

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪ ♪ Don't let it happen again.

♪ ♪ I won't.

♪ [Plays note]

[Playing scale]

♪ La, la, la ♪ [Off-key]: ♪ La...

♪ [Groans]

Voice of an angel.

God, it would be if your A-flat wasn't out of tune.

I beg your pardon?

Perhaps it's you who's...

whose perfect pitch allows you to hear what others...

[Playing note]

.. cannot.

Um...

Hmm.

You know what, never mind.

I need a break anyway.

Is this my smoothie stuff?

Yes.

Yes, but, uh, please, allow me to shower you with my culinary expertise.

Right.

W-Wait, are...

No, no, no.

Aren't you gonna wash them first?

And rinse off all the nutrients?

Don't be silly.

Uh...

[Chuckles]

Hold on.

Wh-Where's my fresh turmeric?

You can't make it without the right ingredients.

I couldn't agree more.

Just-just stop.

Just let me do it.

Please, forget it.

I will...

You don't even know what you're doing.

Do this, Miss Axara!

[Gasps]

You've got to be kidding me.

Rohan: Everyone loves Axara.

What kind of psycho would want to g*n her down in cold blood like that?

It's you.

What?

The g*n that we found at the Roosevelt, turns out that it's registered to you.

Oh, this is insane.

I mean, that looks like my g*n.

I keep it in the tour bus for protection.

But someone must've stolen it.

We also uncovered the insurance policy that you took out on Axara.

Apparently, if anything happens to her, you get a huge chunk of change.

Is that also insane?

First of all, I would die if anything happened to that girl.

Secondly, all managers have insurance policies like that.

But, trust me, the payout is nothing compared to managing an entire career.

Why would I k*ll the goose for one egg?

I don't know.

Maybe the goose is a pain in the ass.

Okay.

Unless you've got something else to say, I'm leaving.

I do have something else to say.

You're under arrest for the m*rder of Jill Murray, Benny Parker, and the attempted m*rder of Axara.

No!

Wait.

[Handcuffs tighten]

We will start by stating our grievances.

Who would like to go first?

She lied and betrayed me.

Next.

Brave start, Mazikeen.

And you, Doctor?

Well, no grievances.

Um, Maze is right.

I hid the truth, which was a betrayal of our friendship.

And if I could take it all back, I would.

But I can't.

So, all I can do is say...

I'm sorry.

And I miss you, Maze.

Charlotte: Thank you, Doctor.

That was really heartfelt.

And now is there anything that...

you'd like to apologize for, Mazikeen?

She just said she boned my ex.

I didn't do anything.

Well, it always takes two to tango.

Yeah, Linda and Amenadiel.

One, two, naked tango.

Me, screwed.

Resolving conflict means, uh, accepting culpability on both sides.

If you don't let all the icky feelings out, things tend to fester, and turn gangrenous, and, well...

nobody likes losing a limb.

Not true.

And I didn't do crap. She called dibs. On someone she doesn't even have feelings for.

I'm a demon, Linda. What do you expect?

You can't admit to a single thing you did wrong?

I've done a lot of things wrong. Like, a lot. But at least I don't claim to be the good one.
Pretend to stand on some moral high ground. You know, despite all the books you've read, all the degrees on your wall, you forgot the one rule that matters. Hos before bros.

Linda: Well, it's pretty tricky to follow that rule when you seem to have slept with, oh, half of Los Angeles. And yet, you begrudge me the one man I've cared about in a really long time.
And yet, I still gave him up. That's how much I care about our friendship.

Go...

to...

hell.

[Linda gasps]

Okay.

Great start. Um, all part of the process.

Good time for a breather?

We're done.

[Knuckles cr*ck]

[Quietly]: Okay.

♪ You know your time has come ♪ ♪ Oh, yeah, your time...

♪ What on earth do you think you're doing?

You.

Get naked.

I beg your pardon?

You said you wanted to focus your attention on me.

[Laughing]: Well, yes, but, uh...

And I always have s*x the night before a show.

It...

it calms me.

Well, I'm sorry, but you'd have to tie me down with steel chains to have s*x with you.

I'd be up for that.

No!

What...

it wasn't a suggestion!

Demanding.

I like it.

Miss Axara.

Uh-huh?

I love s*x.

What a coincidence.

Me, too.

But, and this may be a first...

Okay.

I'm really not in the mood.

♪ Whoo.

♪ You know what?

I don't think you like me.

Really?

Whatever gave you that impression?

But...

but everybody likes me.

Apart from the person who tried to rocket you into a bloody red glare.

Okay.

If you don't like me, why were you so hell-bent on being my bodyguard?

[Sighs]

Because I'm trying to take my focus off someone very dear to me.

But...

a friend, actually.

Well, no, indeed, more a coworker.

Oh.

The detective you work with?

How did you...

I may be a self-centered diva, but I have eyes.

Why are you trying to convince yourself that you don't like her?

I'm not trying to convince my...

It's not me I'm trying to convince.

It's my Father.

I defied Him, and He's big on that "eye for an eye" sort of thing.

So I'm afraid that he's gonna come after...

the things that I care about the most.

Well, you're a cop, sort of.

Get a restraining order or something.

Well, I'm afraid it's not that simple.

Dad's all-powerful.

Works in government?

Mm, rules the universe.

Frickin' politicians.

Well, hey, if it helps, I know how you feel.

After what happened at my show, it seems like everyone's trying to take away the thing I care about the most.

What?

Fresh turmeric?

[Laughs]

Funny.

Funny, but no.

Music.

Ah.

But here's the deal.

You can't let anyone come in between you and the things you're passionate about in this life.

Or it ain't worth living.

[Chuckles softly]

Well.

Thank you, my self-centered diva, for your counsel.

It's duly noted.

[Laughs]

Hey, I don't know about you, but I could use a drink.

Oh, well now you are talking my language.

[Both chuckle]

Long as it's not orange, right?

[Sighs]

[Quietly]: Right.

Lovely.

I wasn't sure if you're a single malt girl...

Bugger.

Epic toxicology report.

It turns out the manager didn't just k*ll Benny, he tortured him, too.

I mean, it's bad enough that he made him take all those sleeping pills, but to force him to eat all that stuff, too?

I mean, that is just cruel, man.

Wait, so what does this mean here?

Oh, right, sorry, yeah.

It's the chemical compounds.

So first, he fed Benny raw turmeric.

Hmm.

And kale.

A lot of kale.

And then, a boatload of spirulina.

But this all sounds like ingredients for a smoothie.

Yeah, smoothie of death.

No, I mean, the pills.

It could've been blended into a smoothie like the one that Axara drinks.

Be a good way to disguise the taste.

You know what?

I don't think the manager's the k*ller.

Beard-to-misery quotient.

It's a science, man.

After my divorce, I went for the old Walter White.

Whatever you do, do not go full Hagrid.

Kenny Rogers, tops.

Oh, hey, uh, a buddy of mine's here.

He's a real "glass half full" kind of guy.

He actually pulled me out of a dark spot once.

Hey.

[Grunts]

Maybe he can help you out.

Amenadiel.

Pierce.

Or not.

Uh, since you guys obviously already know each other, how about I just give you some time to catch up?

Hmm?

Yeah, I saw a food truck on the way in.

I'm just gonna grab myself a burger.

Protein style.

Something...

Yeah.

Okay.

I'm gonna be back later.

I can't allow you to defy my father or drag my brother into one of your schemes to remove your mark.

This ends now.

Okay.

Really?

Yeah.

Look, I'm way ahead of you.

[Chuckles]

I got my hopes up thinking that Decker was the key, and then Lucifer.

But that's what the Sinnerman thought.

Then I thought resurrecting Abel could end my curse.

But I made a mistake.

I was wrong.

'Cause here I am, alive and well.

Well, alive and miserable, actually.

So I'm done.

Finito.

I quit.

You happy?

Yes.

Yes, because this means I did it.

I destroyed your alliance with Lucifer.

I prevented you from defying my father.

I passed my test.

If you passed your test, why don't you have your wings back?

Well, maybe my test has multiple parts.

Um, if so, that's okay.

It's God's will.

Right?

How do you do that?

How do you stay so positive?

It's called faith, Pierce.

[Chuckles]

See, I spent a lot of time doubting myself, but now I realize that it's about the journey, not the destination.

How could you possibly have any faith or hope when you're in a loop of endless suffering?

[Piano playing]

♪ At first I was afraid ♪ ♪ I was petrified ♪ ♪ Kept thinking I could never live ♪ ♪ Without you by my side ♪ ♪ Then I spent so many nights ♪ Bloody hell.

♪ Thinking how you did me wrong...

♪ Isn't she supposed to be on lockdown?

Uh...

I'm calling Chloe.

No!

No, I mean, no need to get the detective involved.

I've got this.

♪ And now you're back from outer space ♪ ♪ I just walked in to find you here ♪ ♪ With that sad look across your face ♪ ♪ I should have changed that stupid lock...

♪ Go back upstairs.

You're in danger.

Give me the microphone.

Give me the microphone.

Go on, now, go.

♪ Walk out the door ♪ ♪ Just turn around now ♪ ♪ 'Cause you're not welcome anymore ♪ ♪ Weren't you the one who tried to hurt me ♪ ♪ With good-bye...

♪ Did you think I'd crumble, hmm?

♪ Did you think I'd lay down and die?

♪ Both: ♪ Oh, no, not I ♪ ♪ I will survive ♪ ♪ Oh, as long as I know how to love ♪ ♪ I know I'm still alive ♪ ♪ I've got all my life to live ♪ ♪ And I've got all my love to give ♪ ♪ And I'll survive ♪ Both: ♪ I will survive ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey...

♪ Give me the microphone.

[Audience cheering]

♪ 'Cause you're not welcome anymore ♪ ♪ Weren't you the one who tried to break me with good-bye?

♪ ♪ Think I'd crumble?

♪ Both: ♪ Did you think I'd lay down and die?

♪ ♪ Oh, no, not I ♪ ♪ I will survive ♪ ♪ Oh, as long as I know how to love ♪ ♪ I know I'll stay alive ♪ ♪ I've got all my life to live ♪ ♪ I've got all my love to give ♪ ♪ And I'll survive ♪ ♪ I will survive ♪ ♪ Hey, hey.

♪ [Sighs]

See?

How could I ever leave this?

No one's ever gonna scare me out of the spotlight.

Ever.

Yeah?

Try me.

Come on.

[Scoffs]

You.

You were supposed to keep her safe.

No offense, darling, but you're the one with a Kn*fe.

Axara: What's with the Kn*fe, Cece?

You're gonna hurt someone.

Does it even matter?

Two people are dead, you were sh*t at, and you still won't stop.

Don't you see the danger you're in?

Again, am I the only one who sees the irony here?

You said you would take a break after the L.A.

shows and then you added Asia and Europe to the tour.

That's two more years.

So?

Cece: So?!

That's two more years now.

And then another two and another two.

When does it end?

Never.

Hopefully.

I am tired of sharing you, Axara.

Remember high school?

Before all of this.

It was just you and me, singing along to Beyoncé.

Well, you would sing, I-I would just watch and eat cookie dough.

I want that.

You have to know by now.

I love you.

Love me?

Oh, my God, Cece, what did you do?

She was trying to protect you.

Force you out of the spotlight by any means necessary.

Even m*rder?

I-I didn't know what else to do.

You almost k*lled me.

How is that protecting me?

She was never trying to k*ll you.

Oh, what is she doing here?

Chloe: Cece ran your social media.

It was easy for her to start an account as you and access all of your private texts.

So you knew about the choreography switch.

I just wanted to scare you.

I'm never gonna stop singing, Cece.

Not even for me?

My music means more to me than anything.

You have to know that by now.

Drop the Kn*fe, Cece, it's over.

[Sobbing]: No.

No!

No!

[Audience gasps, screams]

I just wanted her to be safe.

I know you did.

Well, who's the heroic one, now?

[Chuckles]

What?

Oh, my God.

Lucifer, are you okay?

Why wouldn't I be okay?

Oh.

Oh, God, whatever you do, don't pull it...

[Grunts]

out!

[Chuckles weakly]

Oops.

[Grunts]

What were you thinking, tackling somebody with a Kn*fe?

It's not me I was worried about, Detective.

Lucifer.

You see, it's like I was saying, Pierce.

You got to have faith because life can surprise you.

Now, if my brother, the Devil, can have that...

[Sighs]

Maybe I can, too.

God.

Hey, look at you, buddy.

Seems like someone's feeling better.

Okay.

Pierce: Hi.

Lieutenant.

Congratulations on another solve.

Thank you.

Thanks, I appreciate that.

I'm just glad Axara's okay.

Well, I guess more than okay.

Her show's back on for the night and she sent me two VIP tickets to say thank you.

Well, you deserve them.

So, who are you taking?

Oh, I don't know.

It's just...

I thought you'd never ask.

Oh.

Yeah.

Sure.

Yeah, why not?

Great, I'll see you later.

Okay.

Lucifer: Morning, Detective.

What?

What?

You sure you don't want to throw a surprise party for the guy in evidence lockup?

[Chuckles]

Ah, right, yes, I suppose I deserve that.

No, no, I am back to status quo.

Hmm.

Since I realized, ultimately, I can't control you or the world around you, for that matter.

So there's no point trying to extinguish the proverbial spotlight, is there?

I may just have to take a Kn*fe to the chest every now and then.

[Chuckles]

Right.

Hello.

Tickets for Axara's show.

Tonight?

Excellent.

Right, what time shall I pick you up?

Um...

Well...

it didn't seem like you were that interested in hanging out with me lately, so Pierce and I are gonna go together.

Oh.

Right, yeah, of course.

[Laughing]: Of course.

Well...

have fun.

I've heard she's amazing live.

♪ Da, da, da, da, da ♪ Uh...

♪ Da, da, da ♪ ♪ Da, da, da, da, da ♪ ♪ Well, I woke up ♪ ♪ Tossing and turning ♪ ♪ An unfamiliar fire's been burning ♪ ♪ And I don't know ♪ ♪ How to feel ♪ ♪ I'm not used to real ♪ ♪ It's too real ♪ ♪ For more than two years I've been lonely ♪ ♪ And then you came around ♪ ♪ Ever so slowly ♪ ♪ When I needed it most ♪ ♪ You just hold me ♪ ♪ And then you'd unfold me ♪ ♪ Every layer ♪ ♪ I don't want to run from it ♪ ♪ This is the happiest I've ever been ♪ ♪ I'd rather escape with these memories ♪ ♪ Than worry about losing you ♪ ♪ No reg, no reg, no reg, no regular love ♪ ♪ No reg, no reg, no reg ♪ ♪ No regular love ♪ ♪ No reg, no reg ♪ ♪ No regular love ♪ ♪ No reg, no reg ♪ ♪ No regular love ♪ ♪ Da, da, da, da, da ♪ ♪ Da, da, da ♪ ♪ Da, da, da, da, da ♪ ♪ Da, da, da ♪ ♪ Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da...

♪ I think I've made a horrible mistake.

♪ No reg, no reg, no regular love.

♪