Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[huffs]
Oh, Father, thank you for coming.
-Ha-ha! Yeah! -[shouting]
Well, let's go talk to them, see if any of them wanted their brother dead.
-Excuse me! Sorry, sorry. -[Chloe] Excuse us.
To me?
Lucifer.
She was "in the bathroom."
-I mean, if you wanna hear them-- -No, we're good.
You see?
Hmm.
You weren't running from us. You were chasing her.
-Michael! -Of course you do, you petty little--
Yeah, Juan Perez.
It's weird that the family would never mention that.
You know, it's-- It's funny.
-Thank you. Amen. -[Linda clears throat]
Would you stop playing silly buggers?
You're here.
No, but then I ended up using the case to rush you anyhow.
-Hmm. [clicks tongue] -Was it Larry? Of course it was.
That I'm perfect.
[sighs]
[scoffs]
Why even ask? You're all-knowing, don't you already know the answer?
Do I?
His ankle bracelet pinged in downtown traffic. He's headed to Union Station.
I tried to stop him, of course,
About Charlie and, uh…
I did like the sound of that.
-Well, I had nothing to do with it. -No.
Apple, tree…
The downside is you get hurt more easily.
Get the gun.
[rattles]
No. [sighs]
Chris is dead?
I'm sorry. [sobs]
Die.
[exhales] Looks like someone was trying to burn down the hole.
What are you even complaining about, Lucifer?
are you ever going to tell us why Hell suddenly doesn't need a warden anymore?
why wouldn't he just go back to the Kingdom?
Yes, but if he'd left the family business, then why would he want a job here?
Guess what.
[chuckles]
Let's act like it.
When your twin is the light bringer,
I know what you're trying to do, but I'm not gonna let you ruin this, Samael.
Me?
I mean, if all the apples are bad…
I'm Peter Peterson, and I, um--
Great. Let's go find our Michael.
Lucifer, I'm so sorry.
Father shows up for one minute, Lucy, one minute,
What if they apologized to you?
None of these sound like compliments.
What? We-- we would never.
but I was still in Hell.
I'd like you to join me.
-It's fine. -Is it?
Grow old.
You'd do anything for your son.
So he'll suffer like all humans, Dad.
Huh? Wait! They're both liars.
[whimpering]
Oh, my God.
Before I could do anything…
looking down from their fancy castle. Whatever.
[gasps, huffs]
and then you killed him.
My boyfriend, he just…
-Lucy, Michael, come on. -Oh, what could possibly be worse?