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00:43:59
Tom Ellis, Lauren Germa, Kevin Alejandro
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with these ridiculous shenanigan?
(footstep approaching, Chloe sighs)
Is this pastrami? No, it is not pastrami!
Finally, this bloody charade is over,
Hey, not my fault the old hag can't handle the good stuff.
I know we're gonna check out her alibi,
he calls the cheater pretending to be a candy shop
This isn't just a lovers' quarrel.
guess we'll get out the old chest spreader
Lucifer, what you and Chloe have is on a total other level.
All right, all right. Let's get some poncho on you.
Six crime scenes, not one shred of evidence.
and that stupid little brat of yours anyway.
There's a bachelorette party at Lux and... well.
How about a large mocha with extra whip?
Apparently, Trixie gave pot brownie
The resemblance is incredible.
We think maybe she had a jealous stalker?
BEATRICE: Daddy...
you can't keep pulling stunt like this.
and she has no motive to go after Robbie.
Well, that's it, a chap snapping photos?
I had a gut feeling about this case.
Well, first off, I am not a "jilt lover."
Bludgeoned their hearts. Mm-hmm.
apprehend by police.
I-I... these-these two, they-they-they betray you.
Oh, please. Just 'cause she spout some drivel
Actually, the addresses are beep out.
you slash his tires. Then two months ago,
you were seen threaten him with a bat.
and then someone literally smash their chests in.
Oh, geez, I owe McMillan now.
even after he retire.
Unless his death inspire a copycat.
And then crush their ribs, their sternum.
Another cheater expose.
The only reason I'm intern
was interrupt earlier.
It never cease to amaze me,
I'm sorry if I upset you.
Oh, yeah? 'Cause somebody already stole your heart?
I think that maybe she deserve to know the truth.
And he smell bad.
Okay, Monkey, you grab the backpack,
I assure you, Miss Lopez, that is the least of my worries.
How remarkably method of you.
the detective and I have this utterly under control,
and someday, you're gonna die, too, and I just...
Sadly, there's just no room for a third.
who legally obtained crime scene photos.
and then someone literally smashed their chests in.
Loud. So loud! I still can't hear anything.
and where the killer was ultimately
But regardless, I've come to the conclusion
Somewhere in the back, yeah.
Well, no weddings rings, so, neither of them, obviously.
Apparently, Trixie gave pot brownies
that you were okay with someone tearing you two apart?
Because, unfortunately, we don't have
good-bye forever. She loves you very much.
'cause you know they'll eventually leave you.
And I normally love threesomes.
But you have absolutely nothing to worry about, Linda.
you're certainly talking to a lot of people about it.
Previously on Lucifer... Mama's gone?
When I found out the truth, it nearly broke me.
Exactly. Mm.
was interrupted earlier.
CHANCE: And we are here with our jilted lover, Lucifer.
Well, if you're a pimply millennial, perhaps,
and I post those tapes raw and unedited on my Web site.
His crime scenes were about as gruesome as this.
Well, mustn't keep the murderous lady waiting.
than your obnoxious braying's making it out to be.
Childish. Possessive.
lonesome hours on, anyway?
The truth is that perhaps I was slightly insecure
No, he's just an obsessed tour guide
Well, completely understandable.
letting a drunken rocker sleep in Trixie's bed?
Looks like they were drugged unconscious,
We think maybe she had a jealous stalker?
but there's only room for one immortal
She's fragile.
As much as we appreciate your digestive feelings, Lieutenant,
with these ridiculous shenanigans?
Making him a particularly useless addition
BRANDON: Yeah, sorry I'm late. Traffic was just awful.
Um, well, he's very brave,
actually quite promising.
And I... I was disappointed, but, you know, I got it.