Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

when you learned the truth.
We need to move her to CT.
Why would we leave?
from your shady shenanigans.
Fueled by guilt.
Oh.
Amenadiel told me about your detective.
Go with the nurse.
No, no, no!
and in return provide whatever it is their clients really want.
I'm gonna pop down to Hell and have a chat with the professor.
(door opens)
for another time, but right now, every second counts.
MADDOX: You're right.
(panting)
♪ If you love me ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
♪ 'Cause this house don't feel like home ♪
it should've destroyed you, not sent you to Hell.
Oh, well, in that case...
I gathered for Professor Carlisle.
Well, before you so rudely ended your own life,
I don't! I didn't.
Lucifer, I am so sorry.
Doctor just paged us. She's in V-tach.
You've been away
A bad man did this to my mommy.
Watch. He's gonna try and say he doesn't have any ZX3.
and then every day once I'm found...
Oh.
(flatline)
a chop shop in NoHo.
I asked every hospital in the area to report anything
In case you've missed it, doctor,
So, how do we do this?
suffering in Hell.
perhaps making some amends for your misdeeds
you can't.
♪ Hold on to me ♪
Hey, man, I'm trapped!
this syringe on the scene.
Stoking your anger against your Father in hopes
'Cause after I moved out here
to keep an eye on him, he totally ghosted me!
I'm sorry, son.
- LUCIFER: Detective? - CHLOE: Oh, sorry.
♪♪
Yeah.
Oh, that she did.
Really? That's it?
Doesn't that count for anything?
Poisoning?
you'd go to Hell?
What are you, an old-timey desperado?
The only thing that's gonna save my life
Don't you dare compare our situations.
What if you yank me out before I get the formula?
Crash cart standing by.
CHLOE: Hey.
Okay. So... Here we go.
DAN: Don't mess with us
- right now, man, it's my wife... - LUCIFER: Ex-wife.
I don't...
to the skin... (grunts)
The professor kept the formula all to himself.
(footfalls receding)