Lucifer returns to the favor business, but not before whipping out some, er, carrot jokes

By Sara Netzley
October 09, 2017 at 11:50 PM EDT
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Another murder, another chance for Lucifer to over-identify with the participants. But this week’s case leads him to a breakthrough that could send the show off in a delicious direction. Also, here’s a fun bit of trivia that we learn in the show’s opening minutes: When Lucifer’s in the presence of an attractive, topless brunette, his pesky wings pop out.

“I don’t usually suffer from premature unfurling,” he tells his date. But rather than continue with what she thinks is high-quality angel cosplay, Lucifer kicks her out to do some painful manscaping.

When he meets Dr. Linda the next day, she’s concerned about this level of self-harm, while he worries that she may have rushed her return to work. No, she’s trained to deal with the trauma, she assures him.

Then he turns his attention to the Sinnerman, whom he accuses of copycatting; the Sinnerman doles out favors in return for a price to be named later, which Lucifer invented. At first, Linda scoffs at this idea and then, realizing whom she’s talking to, acknowledges that he probably did invent the favor-trade concept.

At the precinct, Chloe tells Lucifer that a man named Alonzo confessed to killing Sam in last week’s premiere, which officially closes the case and ends the conversation on the Sinnerman. In fact, she forbids Lucifer from talking about the Sinnerman at all because that name is nothing but an urban legend to criminals, like a felonious bogeyman.

The Sam killing solved, the team embarks on its next case: the shooting death of standup comedian J.D. Woodstock. Happily, this gives Lucifer the chance to bedevil (ha!) Dan about his secret improv career, which Dan assures him is quite different from standup.

Turns out, the dead man had posted a video the day before he died, accusing a more successful comedian, Bobby Lowe, of joke theft, but he died before he could provide any proof. Ella fangirls out over the Bobby Lowe connection, while Lucifer immediately sides with dead J.D., who had his life’s work co-opted so someone else could make a living. *CoughSinnermanCough*

Ah, Lucifer. May you never stop over-identifying with the case of the week in a dashingly self-absorbed way.

Lucifer and Chloe agree to bring a starstruck Ella with them to interview Bobby on the set of his sitcom, which features puppets as his imaginary friends. Bobby turns out to be a total monster (no eye contact, no green Skittles, that kind of thing). When he dismisses J.D. as a jealous failure, Lucifer growls, “How dare you.” Ha!

The crime-fighting trio stick around to watch the filming, including warmup comedian Shelia working the crowd, but Lucifer doesn’t make it long before storming the stage mid-filming to accuse Bobby of stealing a dead man’s life. When Lucifer grabs a discarded puppet from a storage box to taunt Bobby with, he accidentally discharges the gun hidden there, grazing Bobby’s arm. Even better, he does it all while using a bizarre voice for the puppet. It may be the weirdest scene this show has ever done.

The gun isn’t the murder weapon, and Bobby admits that he hid it because he’d been getting emailed death threats from a man accusing him of making fun of him in his comedy. Further, Bobby confesses that he did steal the jokes from J.D., which means J.D. was the one making fun of the angry emailer.

Ella’s furious to have her fandom betrayed like that, while Lucifer gets Bobby to admit that what he really desires is to quit the show, but he won’t because he likes the money too much.

The threat emails to Bobby stopped after J.D. posted his video, which tells Chloe that the emailer realized that J.D. was the original joke-teller. In fact, the original joke that Bobby stole from J.D. wasn’t even in his sitcom; it was cut to keep it family friendly. That’s because the joke was about a friend’s insecurity regarding his micropenis. And if you think Chloe would be reluctant to tell Lucifer all of this, well, you’re correct. Lucifer immediately unleashes a barrage of “needle in a penis-stack”-type jokes, which even the straightlaced Chloe appreciates a little.

When they realize that the emails all came from a comedy club at the same day and time, they set up a sting and put Dan on stage with a killer set of micropenis jokes, hoping he’ll rile up the emailer.

Instead, Dan bombs and Lucifer heckles him, throwing out micropenis jokes under the guise of defending the medical condition. (He also pelts poor Dan with tomatoes he brought specifically for this purpose.) Chloe allows all of it, hoping that the emailer will come over and thank Lucifer for the defense.

Sure enough, a man approaches Lucifer and thanks him for his kind words, jokingly agreeing that micropenis jokes make him want to commit murder.

Once they pull him into interrogation and confirm that he is, in fact, packing a baby carrot, he explains that he and J.D. were both aspiring standups, and once he realized that it was J.D. and not Bobby mocking him, it was all cool. The only thing he had a problem with was a rich guy like Bobby punching down. Then he drops the clue they need to solve the case: J.D. said he was meeting with a warmup comedian named Sheila about a possible job.

So off they go to the Bobby Lowe set to arrest his warmup comedian for the murder of J.D. After hours, the costumes and props are downright spooky (Chloe does not appreciate Lucifer scaring her with a devil mask), and Chloe finds Bobby having been pistol-whipped by Sheila following an argument about him wanting to quit.

Lucifer discovers Sheila on the catwalk, where she says it was all about keeping the show going, and she didn’t care about any joke theft. In fact, everybody has the same jokes; it’s what you do with the material that matters. Chloe distracts Sheila so Lucifer can knock her out. Case closed. (Next page: Dr. Linda learns the art of wing disposal)

Now, let’s check in on new boss Marcus, who comes across as a bit of a creep tonight. First, he deploys binoculars and a listening device to surveil Lucifer, Chloe, and Dan as they work a crime scene, which seems like a weird way to get a handle on his new managerial position, but Marcus gotta Marcus, I guess.

Then he asks Dan for any intel he gathered on Lucifer. (Apparently, Marcus is a good judge of character who correctly guessed that Dan would’ve done plenty of research on Lucifer since he paired up with Chloe while she and Dan were still married.) Finally, his weirdo factor hits the roof when he breaks into Lucifer’s penthouse to confront him — but not about Lucifer’s identity: “I have no idea why you prance around and call yourself the devil,” Marcus tells him.

Instead, he’s there to warn Lucifer away from the Sinnerman, who does exist and who killed someone close to Marcus in Chicago. He doesn’t want that to happen to anyone else, so he warns Lucifer to shut up and steer clear. Lucifer insists that he won’t let the Sinnerman get away with stealing from him, but hey, at least Marcus tried. In the creepiest way possible.

In the end, Marcus has a change of heart and tells Lucifer that the two of them, and only the two of them, can look into the Sinnerman. They’re keeping everyone else out of it so they won’t get hurt. To that end, Marcus brings in Alonzo, who confessed to Sam’s rebar murder last week, so Lucifer can question him.

In interrogation, the man swears up and down that he murdered Sam not because of the Sinnerman, but for sleeping with his wife. Not even Lucifer’s scariest non-devil face can get the man to waver, and in the end, Lucifer believes that Alonzo is telling the truth.

Now, join me on the opposite end of the creepy/delightful scale for deep conversations and wing disposal with Dr. Linda and Amenadiel. Their night starts with a “thank you for saving my life” drink and ends with them bonding over an angel-wing dumpster fire.

Amenadiel’s offended that Lucifer left proof of the divine on the floor of the club penthouse for any drunk club-goer to find, while Linda’s horrified at how painful it must be for Lucifer to cut his wings off over and over. Amenadiel says they all have hidden pain that they’re not ready to share, and she absently touches a bandage on her arm and agrees.

As they bag the wings and haul them out, Amenadiel declares that God’s testing him by making him dispose of the one thing that he wants back more than anything else. Linda tells him that Lucifer likely doesn’t know how much this hurts his brother, which makes Amenadiel realize that his test has always been Lucifer himself.

“You’re very wise, Linda,” he says. In return, she tries shortening his name to “Amen,” but it doesn’t take.

At Lucifer’s session with Dr. Linda the next day, he isn’t sure whether Alonzo’s a spurned lover, or he could’ve somehow been manipulated by the Sinnerman. But Linda wants to talk about his wings, which grew back overnight.

“You can’t keep doing this to yourself,” she tells him, and he agrees that he needs to hire somebody else to do it for him. Oh, Lucifer.

Linda suggests he accept that, for now, he has wings again and tells him not to let this traumatic external factor define him. This, combined with the case of the week, gives Lucifer an idea: Just like a stolen joke, it’s not what he does, it’s that he’s the best at doing it. So he tucks his wings away and decides that he’s going to get back into the favor-granting business, and he’ll do it better than anyone whose name might rhyme with “dinnerpan.”

The next thing you know, there’s a line of hopefuls snaking up and out of the club, while Lucifer lounges on his devilishly comfortable couch and asks a hopeful musician what he desires.

That’s right; Lucifer’s having a fire sale on favors, which means we have a fun season to look forward to.

Stray Feathers:

  • Okay, seriously, how many times did the show say “micropenis” tonight?
  • Lucifer suggested a few names for his groupies, which begs the question: Just how loudly did self-professed Lucifans shriek at their shoutout tonight? (I’m guessing it was loud.)
  • This was a great Dr. Linda episode, as I wished for last week. But even more intriguingly, it might be setting up some juicy emotional stories to come. Is Linda really okay, or is she lying about managing her trauma, as her body language and evasion would indicate? Oh, how I hope the show explores that in a future episode.
  • Trivia: Lucifer’s “big c–k” joke was 100 percent ad-libbed by Tom Ellis, if you needed more reasons to love him and his devilish humor.
  • What say you, devil bunnies? How will Chloe deal with Lucifer back in the favor business? And why would Bobby Lowe ask for the green Skittles to be removed when we all know that orange Skittles are the worst Skittles?

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