Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

let patients wear belts.

Hopefully, they tear each other apart.

I just don't want to be alone.

perhaps we should expand our circle of friends.

Detective. (whoops)

Uh, never tried pineapple and jalapeño before.

to cut through the Gates of Heaven.

You won't have to lift a finger. Let me help you.

when Azrael's blade ended up here, too.

Where else are we gonna have sex?

(belt clatters on floor)

Nice try, Santa.

God is gonna kill Lucifer,

to set up an interview.

on the victim's noggin.

What's that for?

Maze can do things that she thinks are in my best interest

What, are you going on a vacation?

uh, fiancé? I mean, uh, boyfriend?

Years of practice, um...

Yeah, yeah. People seemed to really like it...

LINDA: Uh, Lucifer?

(gasps)Which gives me another way to punish them,

have you found any evidence

I'd rather sit at home alone,

Could we just hold each other?

My cell phone number's there.

Right, enough of this idle chit-chat.

♪ Don't bring me down, I pray ♪

- Uh... - Oh. - (music stops)

Okay, so what's the big deal?

No, please, I have to save her.

Okay, outside now.

My last words were a clue.

The flames? Eternal damnation?

Where's Lucifer?

Now you're the one sounding crazy, Luci, because Earth--

If I did or said something to upset you, I apologize.

And proving he's the killer is the perfect way

Oh, no, but you haven't had breakfast, come on.

Oh, wait, I know.

with floods and with plagues and whatnot.