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00:43:45
Tom Ellis, Lauren Germa, Kevin Alejandro
191
(Lucifer whimper, knife unsheaths)
DOCTOR: Midazolam, four milligram. Yes, Doctor.
What are you, an old-timey desperado?
Uh, the defibrillator wasn't made for that, but yes.
went off and interrogated a felon on bail? Well, of course.
What, so this isn't some elaborate game of bloody possum?
Having spent millennia in that terrible place,
LUCIFER: You're a bad man.
This feud that you have with Father, I refuse
"Cat burglar"?
Could really use my flask right about now.
I was just another pawn in His game.
perhaps making some amends for your misdeeds
The whole thing's been a sham, Mum.
you'll have splinter in your stool.
With a little bit of flair thrown in for fun.
An insult to trash.
ELLA: Are you guys done having your whisper fight?
might have smuggle the antidotes as well?
went off and interrogate a felon on bail? Well, of course.
How could the professor have inject me?
(monitor beeping stabilize) There we go.
Oh. Well, my heart bleed for you.
What I whisper in your ear before I died.
You've forgotten you've been poison, Detective,
mission accomplish.
I tackle him to the ground, we-we struggled for a bit,
What? Not until you no longer believe you deserve it.
I will not help you get trap down there.
I gather for Professor Carlisle.
This feud that you have with Father, I refuse
I screw up. Okay, Lucifer?
that the man that did this is right where he belong:
Problem is, dude destroy whatever was inside.
I tackled him to the ground, we-we struggle for a bit,
I've been ban from Heaven.
I'd have to tell her how monumentally screwed she is.
Tick tock, Professor!
we would have had a meeting about carelessly revealing
Some street racers secretly add drops of ZX3 to their fuel
like, literally boiling.
I'm the Lord of Hell, for crying out loud.
and, God, I guess if he injected me somehow,
Besides, those ingredients are useless without the formula.
Somewhere we can speak in private.
AMENADIEL: Oh, apparently not. Otherwise,
Okay, that's definitely a discussion topic
Unfortunately, yes, but he did provide me with a lead.
eventually. So, what's up?
This is a terrible idea. I absolutely forbid it.
Yeah, and neither can I.
Previously on Lucifer... Uriel didn't just die.
And what exactly are we looking for again?
Leave me alone!
Thieving, cowardly, neglectful idiot.
Well, who knows what happens if I become invulnerable
for a supe shady advantage.
Obnoxious, right? But, um...
That was a rhetorical question.
You know how stubborn she can get.
Not for some insignificant human's life.
It was much easier to get her here unconscious.
Why is it that sometimes I'm immortal,
Like, celestial planning sessions?
And while we're pointing out how lame you are,
If we get it wrong, it could be lethal.
Doctor, surely you have some sensible advice.
I... I thought that was just nonsense.
Besides, those ingredients are useless without the formula.
Why are you so upset?
I got your text. What's so urgent?
Appears you make me vulnerable.