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Fallen Angel

Netflix original drama Lucifer dropped its fifth season last Friday August 21, 2020.

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#Lucifer is a DC Comics property / is in the Sandman universe / has been renewed for a sixth season.

rottentomatoes: 86%

metacritic: 49

imdb: 8.2

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Lucifer Morningstar

The warden of eternal suffering consults for the LAPD and owns a nightclub ‘Lux’ outside of Marina del Rey, California.

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“Hello. I heard you were here, so I thought I’d pay you a visit. Well, frankly, I was expecting a tad warmer reception, Mr. Said Out Bitch. Right. Well, this is gonna get awkward, then. Something bad is about to happen, but I assure you, it has nothing to do with me. Someone is about to walk through that door and murder you. Oh, I assure you, it most certainly will happen. In fact, it’s happened over 200 times already, and it will happen again in five, four, three, two… precisely.” — Lucifer Morningstar

“Well, as I was trying to tell you before we were so rudely interrupted, you are now in your very own hell loop. So, welcome to hell. Eternal damnation? Infinite suffering? It’s a pretty straightforward concept. The one and only. It’s not up to me, I’m afraid. In hell, you are your own jailer. You brought yourself here. Same response every time, and it’s not that simple. Well, that’s between you and your own guilt. It’s what brought you here, and it’s what will torture you now through the end of time. And now we’re crossing into the country of boring, so time for me to self-deport. Please. Enjoy your eternity of suffering. No, you won’t be alone. My demons will always be on hand, torturing you and such, so chin up, mate. Not my job anymore. I’m sorry, but this is really about you and your eternal pain, okay? Marina del Rey? Los Angeles? You know… there’s a good chance I know who’s on your case. We were quite a team, once upon a time. I mean… to them it’s only been a few months, a blink of an eye, but down here, it’s been… much, much longer. This is your lucky day. I’m gonna do something I haven’t done in ages, for old times’ sake. I am going to solve your murder. Usually, yes, but me being the Lord of Hell does have its see, everyone in your hell loop is played by a demon. I have control over them. Give us a wave, Belios. Again, not that simple. See, your hell loop is made up entirely of your own memories. You never saw your killer’s face, hence a big nothing. No offense, Belios. And take the rest of the day off. You’v certainly earned it. With good old-fashioned detective work, mon frΓ©re. And lucky for you, I learned from the best. So, step one. Who wanted you dead?” — Lucifer Morningstar

“That’s what you were wearing? And how much did you owe? For that much, I’d have killed you myself. After you. Exquisite Hell loop. City of Angels, I’ve missed you. So, what can you tell me about ol’ Dougie-Doug here? Obviously. He’s got a skinhead and neck tats. What would she do? Oh, yes! Give me all the usual background info. What about his priors? Any speeding tickets, overdue library books? Is there anything you can tell me?” — Lucifer Morningstar

“Oh, good, good. Finally we’re getting somewhere. So, what happens next? That’s it? That’s the marker? He just gives you a gold coin? No contingencies? No stipulations or threats? Well, there’s got to be something more to indicate Doug’s actually your murderer. Some hidden clue. A sign. Well, you’ve got to give me more than this. Something, anything, detective. You are useless. This whole investigation’s a complete waste of time. I mean… this isn’t even Los Angeles. And you… you’re not her.” — Lucifer Morningstar

“So, that’s that. Gromos assures me the message was delivered. And told the detective what she needs to know in order to arrest whoever was behind your murder. No need to thank me. So, back to your torture. And me to mine. Someone I left behind… a very long time ago. More than you could ever know. Well… I just used to call her ‘detective,’ but… her name… clever, manipulative bastard. Well played. Petty distraction to gain the devil’s sympathy, hoping it’ll let you off the hook from your endless torment, huh? How many times do I have to tell you before it penetrates that miniscule mind of yours? This whole thing is your own fault! You really want to know why you’re here? Do you? Well, let me show you.” — Lucifer Morningstar

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Detective Chloe Decker

“This what? Oh. Cause of death? What do you think? Maze, just because you happened to have slept with that one murder victim a few weeks ago, doesn’t mean that you slept with them all. With the murder victims or the people you’ve slept with? Well, in her capacity as a bounty hunter for the LAPD, she has graciously been helping me with my cases. Mm-hmm. Florida, yes. That’s where he is. It’s… it’s okay. I completely understand. And to be honest, I have been working so much… we… we’ve been working so much, I haven’t even had a chance to stop and think about it… really. You know, I haven’t even… haven’t even thought about it. Anyhow, speaking of work… uh, any leads? Okay, great. Call me if anything comes up. Okay. Cool. Until then, Maze, I do believe we have other work to do.” — Decker

“Nah, we’re good. Amenadiel! Ever since you took over Lux, it’s just been so much fun. Yeah. Amen. Mm. Oh. No. No, I just have, like, a light, um, sensitivity thing. Um, so… uh, when they found your brother, he was on a very expensive yacht that he owned. Maybe he turned his life around. Do you have any idea why someone would want to cut off his hand? It’s what we’re trying to figure out. You don’t recognize that as any kind of message? Who the hell’s Dirty Doug? What’s the message? ‘If you don’t pay up, then you’re, like, stealing?’ A guy like Doug’s gonna–first sign of police. Leverage. I know what you’re thinking. It’s dangerous. He’ll see it coming. Absolutely not, Maze. You should be ashamed of yourself. Good. So we agree to the plan? I know someone who could have gotten us an invite. Right.” — Decker

“I never doubted you, partner. Maze, is that blood? Evening. We are here to play poker. This shouldn’t be too hard. Just need to lose, rack up a huge debt. Dirty Doug will approach us. Okay, good. Like hell! Look at you. Your dress couldn’t be any sluttier. I’m in the sensible pants suit. Exactly. The point is to lose. Thank you. Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness. Texas hold ’em. Oh, so exciting.” — Decker

“Thank you. I’m winning, can you believe it? I know, but I never win. Ah! Okay, fine. Yeah. I was. Um… one question about that. What happens if I can’t pay you back? Maze, not exactly. Remember, Lee was shot in the chest. Correct, my dirty friend, and why don’t you come with us, and tell us why you’re taking credit for Lee’s murder? Stay put.” — Decker

“Same as the one that killed Lee. Okay, great. Good. Lucifer. How is he? What? What’s safe? ‘Stored?’ Where? Wait, I stored it? Wait, wait!” — Decker

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“So you guys are back, again. Yeah, we just can’t help it. I’m starting to see why Lucifer enjoyed spending so much time here. Excuse me, ladies. Did I just witness a drug deal? Look. Lux is under new management, which means new rules. No one sells drugs in my place… without me getting a piece of the action.” — Amenadiel

“What is that smell? No, I’m good. I’m good. So, I see you’re really diving into this, uh, whole self-improvement thing. No. But, listen, I want you to know, Dan, that I think all of this personal reflection is a… it’s a really good thing. To report a crime. There was a sign. It was clearly forbidden. Well, this is totally different, Dan. Now, I have been deep, deep undercover at Lux, Lucifer’s den of sin, and I have finally gained the trust of a real, big-time drug dealer. Dan, I want to help. I need to help. All right? I… I need to help make the world a safer place. Now, I may have gone about it the wrong way at first, but… this is a good case, Dan. It’s a good case against a legit drug dealer. Be the change, right?” — Amenadiel

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Ella Lopez

“Victim is Lee Garner, 53, career criminal. Armed robbery, burglary, but mostly small-time stuff. Although he might not be so small-time anymore, ’cause this Foshizzle is all his. The Foshizzle. Name of the boat, Foshizzle. Gunshot wound to the chest. Oh, and if that wasn’t messed up enough, the killer also did this. Clean cut at the wrist, post-mortem. We’re still looking for the hand. Wow. Maze is really settling into her role as your new Lucifer. Yeah. It’s like Lucifer never left. But he did leave. I mean, at least you guys got to say goodbye. Me? Ghosted completely. And it’s been what, like two months since he moved to Florida to help with his family’s business? He hasn’t responded to a single one of my texts or DMs. Not even that video I sent him of the parekeet dancing to techno. You guys, it, like, opens up its wings and it’s like… and he goes, like, side to side and it’s frigging hilarious, but… as far as I’m concerned, Lucifer can, well… he can go to hell. You guys don’t think he’s having work done, do you? Chloe, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to bring up the ‘L’ word. It’s just… it’s just that I miss that crazy dude, you know? None yet, but I’ll have more when I get everything back to the lab. You got it.”

“Hi! How are you? Well, thanks so much for inviting me. Yeah, I brought all the stuff you requested, but your message didn’t say why you needed it. Oh, yeah. Science, technology, engineering, math. Super important. Isn’t Charlie, like, two months old? Yeah. Every child is special in their mom’s eyes, huh? Yeah. Yeah. Wow! Yeah, that was… amazing. Um… sure, yeah, I guess, I mean, but, uh, you know… kind of missing the dude part of the equation at the moment, and, huh, this chica has terrible taste in men. Drawn to the bad boys for some reason. But you know, for once I’m thinking… I deserve a good guy, you know? Sure, yeah. Wednesdays are great.”

“Well, no ID on your street kebab yet, but I found this on him, a .45. Yep. And my spidey-senses tell me this is our murder weapon, but I’ll know more when I get back to the lab. What are you talking about? Oh, my God. Maze, that… that is crazy talk, okay? I… I’m done with the bad boys. Okay? Decker… what the hell? Did you move the body?”

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Mazikeen Smith

“Mm. I think I boned him. How am I supposed to keep up, Chloe? Either. Hey, Ellen. Read the room.”

“We’re good. What’s up? Oh! Let the good times roll. Decker, got a lead. Sit. Tell her what you told me. Looks like we’re gonna need to pay Doug a visit. Lawyer up? We need– might be the only way. What about– then, what if we– huh. I have an idea. Fine! Fine! We’ll do it your way. Yeah. We’ll pose as high-end poker players, get into the game, get Doug to slip up, lean on him, get him to confess. Something funny? You don’t need Lucifer, and I don’t need… I will get us an invite.”

“Told you I’d get us an invite to Dirty Doug’s poker game. Don’t worry about it. Hi. Got it. Excuse us. What are you doing sitting in my seat? You are supposed to be the arm candy. When did you last play poker? Fine. You should play, darling.”

“Decker, what are you doing? Yeah, but you’re supposed to be losing. Yeah. We heard stories. About people getting dead. Ooh. Sounds like a confession to me. Looks like we got a runner.”

“You, uh… want to climb that tree, Ellen? I saw that. Maybe you can get him against the wall and… spread ’em. Sure. Whatever you say.”

Linda Martin

“Hey! Ella! Thanks so much for coming. Well, it’s for Charlie, of course. Yeah, I was hoping that you could teach him some science. Yeah, I’m a firm believer in a strong STEM foundation. Oh, I know what you’re thinking. But Charlie is a special child. Yeah, no, but Charlie’s actually special. That’s why the classical music, the science lessons, baby Pilates… it’s all to harness his full potential, which is… which is something the world has never seen. Well, here. I’ll show you. Charlie, where’s boron? See? Yes! That’s… yes, babasquat, that’s it! That’s it! Yes. Oh! See, that’s boron. Yeah! Having children is such a gift. Have you ever thought about having kids? so, science lessons. Wednesdays at 11:00 a.m.? I checked your schedule, and that’s your day off.”

Dan Espinoza

“Success. Essential oils, man. What you’re smelling is called success. I’m all out of strength, but if you want… I can hook you up with some hope. It does wonders. You sure? Come on, everybody needs a little bit of hope. No? Okay. All right, all right, all right. Oh, yeah, man. Yeah, I was in a bad place. Dealing with a bunch of guilty and stuff. But you know what? I started working on myself, and it was such an awakening. We’ve never even scratched the surface of our true human potential. You ever Crossfit? Aw, come on! No! Well, thank you, man. Thank you. What’s up? Why’d you stop by? Amenadiel, you got to stop playing vigilante. You can’t make citizens arrests on jaywalking and litterers. The kid was three years old. You need to give up on this, man.”

Lee Garner

“Oh! All right. I got that bubbly! Hell to the yeah! Just let me slip into something a little more comfortable. Ooh! No, no, no way, man! You got to go! Don’t get me wrong. I am grateful for all the money and gold you gave me last time. But I’m gonna have to catch you on the flip side, because for once, things are going really well for me. And every time I run into you, bad things happen. Why? What are you talking about? Huh? You kill me! There ain’t no way that’s gonna happen. What the hell?”

“So, I didn’t just die? I’m in hell? I– I don’t understand. ‘Hell’ hell? then get me the hell out of here! Then I’mma take myself on up outta here, then. How in the hell? But why am I here? Wait, man. You can’t go. You can’t just leave me here alone. At least tell me who killed me. But I had everything. I mean, this beautiful boat in Marina del Rey, women, money… I had it all. It doesn’t really seem like it. So how is this gonna work? Is this killer gonna come through that door and shoot me again? ‘Cause that hurt. Oh, sh– what’s up? So, if you can freeze them, then it should be easy to figure out who the killer is, right? I mean, I can just lift this up and– oh, shit! So, how are we gonna find my killer, then? They cut off his hand? My God, why?”

“Hey, man, I love this suit. And yes, I clearly remember I had this bad boy on when I got so badly into debt with that guy. Like, $700,000, give or take a few. Hey. He’s the guy I owe. Dirty Doug. Not much, just that he seems like a really scary, powerful guy. How the hell am I supposed to know any of that? Not really. I mean, I’m pretty sure he killed me. There’s that. But we weren’t exactly buddies. Man, I don’t know what else you want from me.”

“This was the beginning of the end for me. Now Doug offers me a marker, which, unfortunately, I take. That’s it. Who? So your demon just jumped inside that guy’s body? Hey, man. Um… you keep talking about a detective. Who is she? Seems like somebody pretty important. Hell, I get it. I left people behind, too. People I care about, like… my sister, Meg. You know, she meant the world to me, and I let her go. Now it’s too late. What’s your detective’s name? Ah, man, it ain’t like that! You just seem like a really sad devil guy. I mean, okay, you know, maybe a small part of me was hoping that you’d help me out. You know what, man? Screw you! I mean, you would help me out if you wanted to. Thought you were supposed to be the man down here. Ain’t you the ‘king of hell?'”

Lee’s Sister

“Lee owed a lot of people money. My brother always ran with a sketchy crowd. He’d spend money he didn’t have, get into debt, steal to pay it back. Is it too bright in here for you, detective? Yeah. That’d be a first. My brother was a magnet for bad people, bad things. He was forever stuck in this vicious cycle. He was probably just riding a high. He was bound to come down sooner or later. I haven’t seen Lee in years. I can’t even say I really knew the man anymore. If that’s a message… it’s not one that I know how to read.”

Yacht Party 1

“You want to join us?”

Nightclub 1

“You ladies wanna dance?”

Nightclub 2

“‘Cause on a scale from one to ten, you two are nines, and, uh, we’re the ones you need.”

Nightclub 3

“No, man. Of course not. Look, I’m gonna bail, so…”


“There you go.”

Witness 1

“Ow! Okay. Word on the street is that Lee guy got whacked by Dirty Doug. Doug Sargisian? Guy run a mob-backed high-stakes poker game at the H Club? I head from my boy K-Swiss, who heard it from his boy 8-Ball, that Lee owed him a bunch of money. So Doug did him in, and then cut off his hand to send him a message. Kind of on the nose, if you ask me, but hey, message received, ’cause I owe Dirty Doug a ton of cash that I don’t have. All right? That’s why I was bailing, until Angry Bird here ended those plans. Don’t get me wrong. You two snacks are welcome at my card table anytime, hmm? But Dirty Doug’s game defines ‘exclusive.’ All right? Invite-only, and… y’all ain’t getting invites.”

Dirty Doug

“Evening, ladies. Wow, you were really killing it there for a while. Well, you know, if you want to keep the party going, keep playing, I could offer you a marker. You’re referring, hypothetically, of course, to a certain gentleman in Marina del Rey. Look, I’m a reasonable man, as long as you’re working to pay me back. Or you can buy a boat instead, and end up with a bullet in your head. Wait a second. How do you guys know how Lee died? Are you cops?”

Dealer 1

“All in.”

Demon 1

“Lord Morningstar? There’s someone you should meet.”

Demon 2

“Where am I? Oh, man. I’m so sorry. That’s gross. Hey, are you the detective? I’m a demon, and Lord Lucifer sent me to give you a message about the case. He’s the King of Hell, so he’s great. He wanted me to tell you… uh, it’s safe where you stored it. The thing that you stored. I don’t know. You’re the one that stored it. Yeah, it’s safe where you stored it… oh, crap. This body’s too jacked up to keep working. But you got this… hey, is that Mazikeen?”
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