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Fed him bogus information on purpose.

Thinking maybe the lawyer was.

I dropped mine in the toilet once-- that sucked.

a real facility for real therapists with real patients.

I didn't deserve to be punished.

also... slept with the guy in the photo?

VICTOR (chuckles): Wait a second.

Mr. Richards, when was the last time

Sorry. I'll get that protocol thing down one day.

Just don't let her out of your sight.

with the exceptional ass.

- Okay. - Okay.

(phone ringing, echoing in distance)

Uh... h-he came by

Mr. Perez, I need you to know

♪ But I can take it... ♪

Where's your closet? Up here?

I begged him not to.

LUCIFER: Come on, brother, where are you?

Mazikeen, what is this strange gooey substance

Or a screwdriver, perhaps.

What have we got? Ah! Here we go.

Oh, I know who you are now. You're the one who killed me.

♪ I don't know ♪

about your criminal drug enterprise.

If you're suggesting that I killed

My entire focus has been on finding you, son.

(elevator bell dings)

Well, maybe she's a wolf in sheep's clothing,

♪ I got to go ♪

Could not recover anything from the SIM card.

we've never met until now, don't know each other.

Your father never sent you to Hell.

You need to follow the rules.

Pretty sure it was, like, a work thing.

- rubber should be worn on. - Oh!

And she needs to go straight to Hell

Richards. Charlotte Richards.

Can we get to work now, please?

I'm joking, Mother.

She wouldn't submit.

Well, I can think of a few things.

What? Who are you?

You didn't have to do that.

Yes, yes, I know. You don't work for me anymore.

I saw it on the flat-screen.

DAN: I really don't think it's the missing woman, Lucifer.

LUCIFER: Yes, but sorry, dear. No torture.

Gonna need to get you some clean clothes.

Okay, my guess is that this is an affair gone wrong.

♪ Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh... ♪

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