Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm the distant father with the "mysterious ways."

Lots of judging goes on in there. You'd like that.

I refuse to believe that, Lucifer. I…

♪ Smile and maybe tomorrow ♪

Lucifer told me that you found out about us.

♪ I'm standing on my own two feet ♪

Maybe you should join the CIA.

Doesn't have a desk because he likes to stay on the move.

You can't fix thousands of years of pent up issues overnight.

break out into song and dance at his every whim.

-Dad! -Made you breakfast.

care to discuss what this is really about?

The very same day you were seen arguing with Rockwell,

He doesn't know what he wants. He's 17.

I think it's time that you and I worked on our relationship

Taste this, tell him it's delicious.

-Shall we? -Yeah.

♪ Repeating to the sound of the beat Oh, yeah! ♪

♪ So different now from what it seems ♪

-I'm a teacher myself. -Mm-hmm.

Rebuild their broken relationship

♪ In the afterlife ♪

And thank you for the coffee.

Whatever I do, he assumes the worst possible intentions.

I am sure you had your hands full with creating the Earth, you know, the sun,

Did he have to make, uh, any of these tough calls recently?

And if my divinity makes you uncomfortable at all,

We-- We can still work together, for now?

[exhales] Where's this truck?

we found some long hairs stuck down by where he said he kept his gym bag.

[whispers] I just don't think that I should get in the middle of this.

-♪ Hey, I'm gonna get you, too ♪ -[shouting]

What a lovely, sweaty room you've brought me to, Lucifer.

My powers, son.

Oh, it's a little bitter.

-♪ Another one bites the dust ♪ -♪ Hey, hey! ♪

I… probably shouldn't have done that.

But technically, I made you self-actualize,

♪ Now, people, listen attentively I mean about future calamity ♪

Uh, the bed's yours. I'll take the sofa.

I took your advice and went to see Amenadiel.

Uh, usually she's quite perceptive,

[God] Single source, organic.

Whatever. Just go away, Dad.

[sniffs, groans]

Other than the victim's,

[metal creaking]

Then why did we find your prints on the poisoned whistle?

Um, never mind.

So you're a linebacker for the Mulholland High Saints?

-♪ Another one bites the dust ♪ -[grunting]

He ruined everything for us.

["Bad to the Bone" playing]

Dance, children!

Why do you look so sad?

And hello again to you, sir.

♪ Now you make the scene all day ♪

and he actually does throw a make-or-break in my favor.

The world would be a better place if you would just drop dead."