Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Actually, yes, just last week.

Has Lucifer done anything recently to anger you?

and you were dying to punish me.

I'm sorry, who?

Try the coffee.

Sweet dreams, baby.

It's baritone-tenor split, and I can't help myself if the music starts.

♪ Every word I say ♪

If you can't fix me, Dad,

Here, let me have a go. Um, as for father-son hang time,

Perhaps you two could

Come on. [laughs]

-Are you two okay? -Hmm.

What do you know. Wanna take a trip to Van Ness High?

Temporary dye, the kind that rinses out.

you are Almighty God.

[camera clicking in rhythm]

I'm not smart-alecky enough to take credit for that.

You. You are an archangel.

A couple of days ago, someone broke into my truck, my baby.

And here is the juicy juice.

Did Steve tell you that he argued with Coach McVey?

Please tell me you're Coach McVey.

how important I am to the investigative process?

♪ Bad to the bone ♪

So, when are we going back to work?

[Lucifer] Dad! What are you doing? You're embarrassing me.

I'm not sure that there are enough nights.

Well, he's got a motorcycle.

What are you still doing slumming it down here, anyway?

So off you pop, Dad. Come on.

I thought about what you were saying and no.

but Dad has been making people

♪ But I was young and unafraid ♪

love like a normal person.

It's time you let this poor boy make his own decisions, and--

You know, God? The Almighty?

[sighs] It's my dad.

I would really prefer not to.

Twenty years. [scoffs]

[Mazikeen] ♪ Bad to the bone ♪

[hesitates] Yeah, well, motorcycles are unsafe.

♪ Hide every trace of sadness ♪

♪ What's the use of crying? ♪

♪ Beauty, talent, fame, money Refinement, top skill and brains ♪

It cost the Saints the District Championship.

And every day before that since the beginning of time.

[woman laughing]

Do you not realize that this is good news?

we celestials are pretty much the same as you.

If I give my opinion, I'm controlling.

and we're going to run it against your DNA, so if there's a match--

-So where's your desk? -[sighs]