Come here.

But it started out as an angel.

I'm saying that I've realized something here in this city of angels.

You're the devil.

I really am no longer one anymore.

But you're also an angel.

I'm not sure that I am an angel anymore.

You're the devil.

Stop caring.

You ask what I am.

You're the devil.

Yes, I am.

I always have it in you.

I'm the devil.

You are the devil.

After all.

You wanted the devil.

Yes, it's just me now that leaves you with big bad knee, big bad Lucifer.

Well, you got him.

You can't be starting good.

And then as I did come on, he and just as bad as me, brother.

Pride is your sin too.

And they call me the pride for one.

You can't see it yet.

Can you?

Your time here on earth is affecting you, dear brother.

You're changing.

Lucifer, Morningstar, you're bleeding, I'm bleeding.

What's happening to me?

Why is it that sometimes I'm more and other times I'm all too human as you make me vulnerable too.

Your vacation here is June shift you see attached to these creatures and I can't Linda for the ice is made, figure out why if this is on my phone just for this, I am incapable of love.

No, no, no, no.

Yeah, I love you.

It's all his fault.

What is every bad thing has ever happened?

Dear old dad's back up to his old tricks, manipulating me.

God has faith in him, in all of us.

Even in our darkest moments, I really believe that I knew.

Why don't you?

Because I'm your son because he didn't have faith in me.

You rejected me.

You were pissed that I threatened your superhero status and you were dying to punish me.

You wanted me to suffer.

He wanted to destroy you.

When I first landed in hell, I just led a rebellion against dear old dad.

Do you really believe that everyone hated me for it with every fiber of my being?

But I also know it's a lie.

The grand deception.

I've been telling myself that I felt like a monster before I can learn.

When I look at my reflection, there was my devil face.

Why do you think you've been lying to yourself all this time?

Because the truth is so much harder to face.

What is the truth?

I felt like a monster before I became one devil faced.

You know, you're a monster, devil wings.

Everything that's happening to me is my own bloody fault.

I think I gave myself that face.

If I'm doing this to myself, then the real truth is that you belong in hell where you would torture yourself with that truth or eternity.

There is something rotten inside of me.

Deep down that face is how you see.

I found it near impossible to drown out the constant cacophony of voices whispering in my ear telling me I am evil.

I'm drowning.

Doctor.

The anger.

Oh, I feel it and I can't stop asking myself not the anger.

The pa why do I hate myself so much?

I know I hate myself because everything I touch, I ruin.

Why don't you hate me?

Because I love you.

Nobody can win.

So what's the point?

Bloody point?

You always talk about how much you hate being blamed for humanity's sins.

So the devil made you do it.

Did he, you blamed for every morsel of evil humanity has endured?

I mean, why do they blame me for all their little failings?

As if I'd spent my days sitting on their shoulder, forcing them to commit otherwise find repulsive.

Oh, the devil made me do it.

I have never made any one of them do anything near the devil made me do it.

And I think I know why you ate it so much because deep down you blame yourself just as much every atrocity.

Hi, my name to stop taking responsibility for things.

You can't control the devil.

You're the king of all evil.

You're the devil.

You're the prince of lies.

You're the king of all lies.

Why do you think they call you the prince of lies?

You're not evil.

I'm not evil.

I punish evil.

You're the devil.

You punish me.

What is the biggest lie?

There was a soul that I used to torture back in hell.

But uh one day for some reason, he missed his daily punishment and when I returned, he was crying, please my king.

He said, look what I've done.

Don't ever forget me again.

I promise I'll be good.

You wanna be good?

I don't want to be a monster.

It was then that I realized he was so full of self loathing, void of any self respect that no matter the depth of my cruelty, whatever mire attention I paid gave meaning to his.

What was the point?

Pointless existence?

The bloody point I was wrong.

I know it's a miracle.

But as much as it pains me to say my rebellion was ill conceived.

Why?

Because I did it for the wrong reasons.

Lucifer, the rebel deciding you can do a better job than dad.

I rebelled out of anger at father out of a desire to prove that I was better than him.

But I've changed.

I mean, despite your proclaimed revulsion, you can't deny that there's a connection between us.

I've spent my time on uh rowing.

You know, I'm actually gonna miss you brother.

I will miss her.

I miss you So you or else you'll ever know.

You know that if we go back to heaven, then there will be a war.

There are always casualties as far, Remy, Remy.

What about our sister?

Does it matter to you that Michael murdered her?

She's dead no more killing in my time here on earth.

I've learned everyone deserves a second chance going backwards.

This far is not good.

Going home for anyone going backwards, even me, even you.

Thats not good for.

So it's time for you to move forward.

Man.

This place could use a piano deep down.

You actually believe that you don't at least buy you dinner tonight to celebrate.

You can't understand detective to serve.

And the only place I've ever felt wanted or respected is here with humanity.

This is my home, deal with it, mother and you never will.

And you know, I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Please don't leave all part of my plan.

Hm.

Fine.

How much of this was your plan?