Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(sighs)
This is a bold move, isn't it?
Please, I promise we're dealing with this.
(music blaring)
Well, don't let those Philistines inhibit your right
The models don't appear to be wearing any.
it could take awhile.
I can see you now. LUCIFER: Splendid!
appealing to suspects as you do annoying me,
But if there's one thing the Devil abhors, it's a fake.
I'll deliver you all the support you need, eh?
I got a taste of danger, and I want more.
LUCIFER: You can count on me, Detective.
Son of a bitch, that really hurts.
LUCIFER: Indeed!
Oh, don't say it. Come on, don't say it.
No reason to find out if your bones will break too.
Well, I'm trying my best to find out.
which means Paola Cortez would still be alive.
That wack job's gonna totally get me killed.
Well, I've been giving favors for thousands of years.
for that poor girl's death, of course.
It's about time she got some spark in her life.
He was my best friend--
(Maze and men moaning, grunting)
He really seems to care about those kids.
You were never good as me, man.
I need a big close.
That you are changing.
Your behavior is foolish.
Yeah, I heard.
LUCIFER: Previously on Lucifer...
that could really use an artist's touch.
In a moment of weakness,
Mmm, dangerous.
Oh...
What happened?
Well, with friends like that, I'd hide the knives.
You were never good as me, man!
I thought she was asleep.
Enough to pay for them with Paola Cortez's blood?
I'll kill you first.
that seven-figure endorsement deal, would we?
To know where I am and who I'm with at all times,
Just consider it a favor.
Asian Boyz. I was low level.
has taken on a whole new spin, now that I might get hurt.
Even if I did know, I can't talk.
(crying nearby) Benny?
- YOUNG MAN: Is everything okay? - Well, he's right.
Please tell me I'm hallucinating.
There are consequences.
Malcolm Graham.
So you're friends with Benny Choi
Well, are we talking pants or trousers?
Married straight out of juvie; real hotheads.
for Paola Cortez, the young art school student
He won't stop till it's my blood on the floor.
Hello?
Really?
was that incontinent troll's nose.
'Cause you and my backside used to get on very well.
(gangsters groaning)
No, people come to me to ask for favors,
Poor Diddy.
What? I was promised a gang war.
unless we have a warrant,
But if you insist on continuing this exploration,
about the dangers of becoming mortal.
The Benny Choi brand isn't about clothes.
Hello there, neighbor.