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Previously on
Black Lightning...

I'm gonna make him pay,
Khalil.

I'm gonna put Tobias Whale
in the ground.

Dad, I'm ready
to take down Tobias.

Give me a suit if I need one.
I don't care.

Revenge is not
the right thing, justice is.

For a guy like Tobias,
revenge is justice.

But I also know that our powers supercharge
our emotions, and vice versa.

I've been thinking
a lot about us.

And I want you
to meet my family.

- Hey. Your eyes, they change color?
- Huh? What?

I have to go.

Did I say something wrong?
G ra ce!

The Markovians are in Freeland,
and they tried to kidnap Dr. Stewart.

We can protect you. If you can
safely move the pod kids.

You'll need us both to keep the pod kids
alive if you want them moved.

Access to project MOD granted.

These are the pod kids.

It's where they were giving the original
vaccinations to the kids of Freeland.

That's Dr. Helga Jace.

I bet if anyone knows where those
four metas at the clinic are, it's her.

Are you sure about this?

Before they were meta-humans,
these were convicted murderers.

Homicidal psychopaths.

How soon before you get
these cans open?

I have no idea
what to do with it.

I know who does.
Abort the order to cancel Dr. Jace.

We're gonna have to make her
a more permanent guest.

Hey, baby girl, don't worry.

If things get out of control,
I'm right here.

All right, Jen, give me 50%.

Wow. She's barely
breaking a sweat,

she's already kicking out more energy
than you did in your prime.

In my prime? What are you saying?
You calling me old?

Not old, Jeff,
just less young.

All right, Jen,
you can power down.

My bad.

Can I please stop
being Jen-in-a-box?

Honey, just a second.

I thought overloading
the sanctum was virtually impossible.

It is. The sanctum's power grid
is built to withstand

the electromagnetic pulse
from a nuclear explosion.

So my hot-headed 16-year-old daughter
is a walking nuclear bomb?

Not nuclear, Jeff, but like Perenna said,
she is powerful. Extremely powerful.

After all
she's been through...

I'm not sure she's stable enough
to keep her abilities in check.

Dad?

Yeah?

You know Anissa taught me
how to read lips, right?

So thank you for your vote
of confidence. I appreciate it.

♪♪ Last night I saw a superhero
He was black ♪♪

♪♪ He said "This is for the street
Black Lightning's back" ♪♪

Dr. Stewart.

Agent Odell, I don't like this habit
you have of dropping by unannounced.

And where's
your sociopathic sidekick?

Dr. Stewart...

I understand you're hesitant to help us move
the pod children to another location.

But I wanna help
with your decision.

I'm prepared to offer your lab here
at Bowman College

a grant of $1,000,000.

Agent Odell, I'm not sure the people
you're used to dealing with,

but I'm not for sale.

If you want my help, I'm gonna need
the truth about everything.

Why you're having me followed,
who tried to kidnap me,

and what happened to Issa.
Everything.

Some things are better
left unknown.

Then good luck moving the pods.
I'll pray for them.

Markovia has been running an unsanctioned
metahuman program for decades.

Their assets
had very small lifespans,

so they stockpiled dozens
of viable metas at their disposal,

and put them in stasis
for safekeeping.

Why would the Markovians
come to Freeland? Why now?

Because of you,
Dr. Stewart.

Me?

The Proctor Green Light mess
made world news,

and you are front and center.

You are close to stabilizing
the pod kids, the Markovians know it.

And if they can obtain you

and force you to do the same
for their metahuman army...

They'd be the most powerful
country in the world.

Why go after Issa?
He's not a scientist.

The Markovians live by
a very simple rule.

Either you're with them
or against them.

Every metahuman in Freeland,
be they in pods,

jumping out of body bags,
stomping holes in the streets,

throwing bolts of lightning,
is in danger and will be acquired,

or terminated.

If so many lives hang in the balance,
I'll help move the pod kids.

But on one condition.
You keep Dr. Jace away from me.

We took some high-res photos
from a drone

and found bolt patterns for four large,
rectangular structures.

Hell, they left a third-of-an-inch
impression on the concrete floor.

First thing that popped into my head
is that maybe these are some of those

pod things Lynn has been working on
at that warehouse across town.

That's why I came to you.

Whatever was here
had to weigh a couple of tons

in order to leave
this size depression on the floor.

I can't say whether
it was pods or not.

If it was, they're made differently
from any pods I've come across.

We also found some weird,
purple residue right here.

What are you doing?

My watch is also
a Geiger counter.

'Course it is.
What else you got?

Poison darts in your pen?
Phone in your shoe?

Whatever was here
was slightly radioactive,

but it didn't possess enough radiation
to be used as a weapon of any kind.

I'm guessing it was more like
a power source.

What does that mean?

I don't know. It raises more questions
than it does answers.

Well, just what I need,
more questions.

So, did Dr. Jace give us a way
to wake up these human popsicles?

She did.

Mmm.

It's the serum
that brings them out of their stasis.

One syringe?

Not enough to bring 'em
all out so she's still of use to me.

The woman is smart, I'll give her that.
What are these watches for?

The prison metas aren't controlled
by the briefcase,

so Dr. Jace came up with another way
to keep them in line.

They have implants in their brain stems.
The watches enable them.

I'll give those evil
child-snatchin' bastards one thing.

They've got great taste
in watches.

So, who do we
wake up first?

Let's see.

Let's go with... this one.

Marcus Bishop.
He can control and emit vibrations.

All right, let's wake Marcus'
ass up.

You couldn't have
done that any sooner?

Things just got
a lot more interesting.

Hey.

Hey. I'm sorry, Uncle Gambi.
I hope you don't mind.

Of course not.

There's just something
I had to do research on.

What kind of research?

This is Grace Choi.
She's my, uh...

We're dating, Uncle Gambi.

Okay.

I just thought that
everything was going great,

but after Khalil's funeral,
I stopped by her place, she was gone.

So I found this picture
in one of Grace's bedroom drawers,

and I'm running facial recognition
on the adults.

I was hoping that
maybe if I can track them down,

they can give me some kind of clue
as to why she left in such a hurry.

My gut is telling me
that she's in trouble.

And I just wanna know
that she's okay.

This sounds like it's a lot deeper
than just dating.

Old folks always say, "You never know
what you have until it's gone."

It's true.

I found this pill on the floor
in Grace's apartment.

- Could you help me analyze it?
- Of course.

I know
it's a long shot, but...

maybe there's something.

I'm sure Grace
will turn up soon.

Yeah, I sure hope so,
Uncle Gambi. I really do.

Now...

Does it stink
like rotten meat?

Or does it crust and sugar over
like a syrupy sweet?

Or maybe it just sags like a heavy load,
or does it explode?

Dream Deferred
by Langston Hughes. Thank you.

Okay. I will see you all tomorrow.
Tavon, good job.

You know, it's not right
what Lowry's doing.

Garfield is your school.

All he cares about
is making rules

and making himself look better
in front of his bosses,

and that's not right.

I mean, all the students
think so. The teachers, too.

Okay, look, Tavon,

I was the one who wasn't here
for Garfield when it needed me most.

Not Lowry.

You always say that Garfield
is a place for second chances.

Where's your second chance,
Principal Pierce?

If you wanna bask in this Lean on Me
moment a little longer,

I can come back
a little later.

Well, well, well,
if it isn't Bad News Napier.

What'd you come to tell me?
Am I losing my house now?

They taking back
my gold medals? What?

Jefferson, I'll admit, the last few times
I've come to see you,

I wasn't exactly delivering
sunshine and rainbows.

But this time is different.

Did you get a chance to see

any of the footage
from the sit-in a few days ago?

I heard they posted it,
but I haven't really looked at it. No.

Well, the video went viral,

and it doesn't exactly
paint Lowry in the best light.

Listen,
take this down right now,

or I'll have you removed,
and it destroyed.

Can anybody here say
that if they were crippled

and had the chance to walk again,
you wouldn't take it?

We're all in pods.
You guys realize that, right?

- Yeah!
- Just like the kids on the news.

Trapped by a system
that doesn't give a damn about us,

and run by people like you.

Take her.

The board is getting crucified
in the court of public opinion.

People are chimin' in on social media
saying Lowry isn't fit to be principal.

Okay. What are you
trying to tell me, Napier?

I'm saying the way this thing
is shakin' out,

I think I might be able
to get you your old job back.

We're moving the pods tomorrow,
Dr. Stewart.

Agent Odell, moving them will undermine
the progress we've made.

Besides, I think
I've discovered a way

to jump-start the neurotransmitters
in the pod kids' brains,

speeding up their recovery
and reviving them permanently.

We should at least wait until
I've had a chance to test it.

More time is something we don't have.
Markovians know where we are.

I'm sorry, Dr. Stewart.
We move tomorrow.

You're right.

Our sorry excuse for a father said
we wouldn't amount to nothin',

but look at us now.

Were you just talking
to that painting of Tori?

Yes. We were just talkin' about
how far we've come.

She told me to tell you hello.

I think she's actually happy
you're back in my life.

I couldn't sleep,
so I came downstairs.

Did you know great whites
are solitary hunters?

Why did you call me for this job?
I mean, really, you could've hired anyone.

'Cause you're the best
at what you do.

And I trust you.

More than that...

Tori trusted you.

Tell me,
why'd you take the job?

Maybe I was tired
of being a solitary hunter.

Damn!

The ASA disconnected the pods
from the main power source.

They would only
do that to move them.

If they do,

there's no guarantee that the briefcase's
connection to the pods won't be broken.

So what's our next play?

We're goin' in.

And we're taking a touch
of Hell with us.

Human rights organizations
continue to protest

human experimentation
in Markovia.

I don't trust Odell
as far as I can throw him,

but after what he said
about the Markovians

and every metahuman in Freeland being
in danger, I had no choice, Jeff.

Well, Anissa and Jen know
to lay low till all this blows over.

If this blows over, Jeff.

We have survived worse things.
We will survive this, too.

Speaking of surviving,

I think I found a way to stabilize
the pod kids for good

using a derivative
of Looker's silver element.

Wait. Is that safe?

I hope so.

It has the ability to supercharge
deteriorating nerve cells in metahumans.

It's a theory
I've yet to test, but...

I'm working on it.

So, how did it go today with Gambi
and Jennifer's suit?

You know, it was, um,
an enlightening experience.

So, in other news, Napier came by
my classroom today.

Ugh. God.

- What bad news did he bring today?
- Right?

That man is all about the bad news.
No, but not this time.

See, apparently, uh,
'cause of all the fallout

from the sit-in
that your youngest daughter started...

Lowry's job is in jeopardy.

What?

There is an emergency, closed-door board
meeting tomorrow at Garfield.

They want me to testify
to his character.

If I play my cards right,

Napier thinks that I could have
my job back by morning.

Oh, Jeff! Oh!

That's amazing!

- You deserve this.
- Thank you.

No one looks out
for those kids the way you do.

Let's hope the board
thinks so, too.

Well, I don't see why
they wouldn't.

If you go in there. On second thought...

Mr. Bishop,
so glad you could join us.

Who the hell are you?

My name is Tobias Whale,
and this is Cutter.

Let me be the first to welcome you
into the 21st century.

What do you mean,
"the 21st century"?

I mean your ass has been frozen
in that pod over there like a TV dinner

for the last 25 years.

I knocked you out once already.
Next time, it'll be permanent.

Sit your ass down.

- You ASA?
- Negro, do I look like ASA?

I'm simply a businessman trying to
make you a business proposition.

Nah.

No, you're just like
all the other cats.

You promise the world,
but deliver nothing but pain.

You're half right.

If you don't do what I ask,
there will be pain.

If you complete the task
I give you, well...

You'll be rewarded
quite nicely.

I'm not looking
for a puppet, Marcus.

I'm looking for a partner.

So what's it gonna be?
Partners?

When will Dr. Stewart join us?

I have some interesting theories.
I wanna talk to her

about how to tackle the pod kids'
cellular matrix deficiencies.

Dr. Stewart will not be
joining us, Dr. Jace.

She wants you
nowhere near the pod kids.

It was my suggestion
to bring her back in.

This is the thanks I get?
Ungrateful little bitch.

You will remain in ASA custody
at this facility

to keep you safe
from the Markovians.

And also,
since we're moving the pods,

I'm gonna need your expertise
close by, just in case.

In case of what?

In case the Markovians
kill or abduct Dr. Stewart.

Thank you for convincing Mom and
Dad to let me crash here a few days.

They've been walking
on eggshells since I got home.

Yeah. They're just worried
about you, Jen. So am I.

How you holding up?

It's just not fair that Tobias
is walking around a free man

while Khalil's in the ground.

I know you're frustrated...

Please. Don't do that.
I already know what you'll say.

You'll side with Dad and say I need
to be responsible.

Hell no!
Look, Tobias has to go.

But what I do agree with Dad is,
is that Tobias is dangerous.

And we can't be running
around half-cocked with no plan.

We cannot take Tobias down
if he kills us first.

Wait, did you just say "we"?

You thought I'd let you
go out there alone?

But listen to me.
For now, we have to lay low.

And you heard Dad, it's mad real
for metas in these streets right now.

Thank you.

Yeah, I got you.

- Always.
- Yeah, I know.

So,
what's the deal with Grace?

You track her down yet?

Nah, not yet.

Seriously, I'm really worried
about her, Jen. I am.

What?

Mm-mmm. What's on your mind?

Anissa, look, you know I love you
with everything I've got,

but you're kind of assuming
that Grace is in danger.

Maybe the life you lead
is making you paranoid.

Grace lives a normal life.
What if she's not in any danger?

She's gotta be in danger.
Why else would she just leave like this?

Well, maybe she decided that things
between you two were too serious,

and she dipped.

I'm just saying,
there's a possibility that

maybe Grace just doesn't wanna
be with you anymore.

Oh, Jen, I gotta run
to the sanctum.

Wait. Is everything okay?

Yeah. It's just something
I'm doing research on.

There's food in the fridge

and cash on my dresser if you wanna
get anything to eat.

This shouldn't take long,
and, Jen...

Hey.

Now, don't go nowhere.

Anissa, where would I go?
Where am I going?

- Jen, I mean it.
- Okay.

I'll be right here.
Go, handle your business.

All right.

Excuse me. I'm gonna need you
to prep Wendy Hernandez

for transport to the isolation wing
of the facility.

I'm gonna need
to get Agent Odell's approval.

I have complete autonomy
over the kids in this facility.

So would you please prep her?
I'd greatly appreciate it. Thank you.

Yeah. I heard about you.
Taking down dealers, stealing their bag.

I don't want your money.
I just want answers.

Where's Tobias?

Where's your mama, bitch?

I said, where's Tobias?

I don't know! I don't know!

The only person
I know that might see him...

...is the runner
that took over for Painkiller.

Give me a name.
I said give me a name!

Mr. Pierce.

You're about to get
your old job back,

until you lose it again
for being negligent, which you will.

You know,
I gotta tell you something.

As much as you think you are,
you're not the right man for this job.

Really? You are,

with your metal detectors
and your zero-tolerance policy?

You enable these kids,
you coddle them. I don't.

I draw a line in the sand.

If people see the line, they know
not to cross it. If they do,

well, they suffer
the consequences.

Do you even care
about what happens to the kids

after they cross your line,

or are they just somebody else's
problem then?

Look, Lowry, Garfield
was built to help those kids

that, historically,
society turns their backs on.

Mr. Pierce,
these kids need consistency.

They need to know someone's gonna
be here for them, day in and day out,

not someone
who'll disappear...

I'm done.

- Hey.
- You got the ping?

- I did. What'd you find?
- Anissa...

Technically,
Grace Choi doesn't exist.

What do you mean,
she doesn't exist?

It's a completely
false identity.

Given the quality, it's one she paid
a pretty penny for.

Grace's real name is
Shay Li Wylde.

She was abandoned as a child and she went
from foster home to foster home.

This picture is from one of those homes,
but the adults in it are long dead.

Shay Li was abducted at 16 and
sold to a child prostitution ring.

Oh, my God.

She was inside until the ring
was broken up by ICE.

Then Shay Li vanished until she resurfaced
in Freeland as Grace Choi.

Anissa, there's a lot this woman
didn't tell you about herself.

Are you sure
you wanna find her?

There is a lot that I kept from her,
too, Gambi. We all have our secrets.

And yes, I do.

Mr. Pierce, a video has
gone viral which strongly suggests

that Principal Lowry
may not have the temperament

to lead a diverse school
such as Garfield.

As a long-time champion
of Freeland students

and a leading member of this community,
what is your assessment?

You're about
to get your old job back,

until you lose it again
for being negligent.

What could possibly keep Jefferson Pierce
away from Garfield High?

Dad, I'm ready
to take down Tobias.

Give me a suit if I need one.

He's a member
of the Markovian Intelligence Service.

They're especially
ambitious and brutal.

Jeff,
we've been attacked.

Mr. Pierce?

- Are you with us?
- Yes, yes, of course.

I've thought long and hard

about all the possible ways
I could answer this question.

And I feel as though people are reacting
to the video and not the man.

Lowry is different.

He's not very likable,

but he deserves
the opportunity

to fully implement his program
before it's evaluated.

Mr. Pierce,
I'm a little confused here.

Don't you want
your school back?

Of course I do.

But what the students
need now is stability,

and I believe that Principal Lowry
gives them that.

They said you'd be coming by
looking for me.

Well, here I am.

I got a chance to analyze
that pill you gave me.

It's a custom compound in a mega dose of
a medication used to treat schizophrenia.

Wait.
So Grace is schizophrenic?

It's a definite possibility, which could explain
why she picked up and left town.

Be advised, we have a one thirty-three
at the abandoned Seahorse Motel

between members
of The One Hundred

and a small, hooded individual
with lightning-like powers.

Come on, Jen.
What are you doing?

Where's Tobias?

Where's Tobias?

Even if I knew,
I wouldn't tell you.

Tobias would just kill me
like he killed Painkiller.

I ain't trying
to go out like that.

Get down on the ground!

Get on the ground!

No, you first.

I thought you were
about knives.

No one needs to know
that I was here.

Hey, this way.

No.

No.

Jeff... Jefferson?

Jeff, the facility
is under attack.

I don't know how long...

Jeff? Jeff?

Took you long enough.

How'd you know
we were coming?

The ASA are moving the pods.

The briefcase is connected
to the pods.

It's simple
deductive reasoning.

You.

You did this to me!

Marcus, no.

It's so nice to see that the brainstem
implants are still working.

If you wouldn't mind?

Now, we have pods to collect.

What the hell was that?

I stuck my neck out for you.

I set this whole thing up
so you could get Garfield back,

and you do what?

You side with Lowry?

Nape, there's so much going on
in my life right now.

Now, sitting up there,
I realized just how much.

The students of Garfield deserve
more than I can give them right now.

Well, know this,
don't expect any more favors.

Jeff, the facility is under attack.
I don't know how long...

Oh, my God.

- Jen, Jen, you're okay. You're okay.
- Jen. Jen.

What happened?

I don't know. You were
passed out when I got there.

I brought you to the sanctum
so you can recover.

Anissa, look, I'm sorry.

I know I shouldn't have
snuck out. Okay?

I'm sorry, but I couldn't just sit there
and do nothing.

Please don't yell at me.

I will yell
at you tomorrow, girl.

Come here. I'm just happy
you okay right now.

Okay.

It's your dad.

Don't tell him.
He's gonna burst a blood vessel.

Jen...

Hey, Dad. Yeah, I know
you're calling because...

The warehouse?

No, I'll bring your suit.

Mom's in trouble. I gotta go.

- Just go. I'll wait here with Jen.
- Wait...

Wendy?

Wendy? You're awake.
How do you feel?

Dr. Stewart.

- Where am I?
- Okay, okay.

I know it's confusing.
I'll tell you all about it,

but right now,
we have to get out of here.

That's it. I got you.

Great. Beautiful.

Wendy, you think you'll be able
to blow through these doors?

- I can try.
- Okay, okay.

- You two okay?
- We're fine.

Did you stop them?
Did you save the kids?

I'm sorry, they, uh...

They got away.

Come on.

You okay?

It's okay.

Whoa!
Gambi, where's Jen?

Perenna took her home
to get some rest.

- You guys got lucky.
- Thank God.

You have a lot of rage
inside you, little girl.

What I fear is that
if you let it fester,

let it go unchecked,

there's a very real
possibility that...

That what?

That you will
literally explode.

Did you find any footage?

Everything video-related around
that warehouse went dark for half an hour.

Has to be the Markovians.
Odell said they were coming.

Oh, great.

I found a reference
in my old ASA files

to a metahuman used in guerrilla warfare
over 25 years ago.

He sounded identical to the one that
broke into the facility tonight.

His codename was Shakedown.

He was part of a covert ASA-run program
to turn violent inmates into metas.

There were four of them.

They called themselves
the Masters of Disaster.

Subtle.

When the ASA
scrubbed the operation,

the metas were supposedly
destroyed, but apparently not.

I'm guessing there were pods
in the basement of the clinic,

and Shakedown and his team
were inside of them.

The question is,
where are they now?

How soon before all my metas
are at full strength?

Two weeks to a month
if I let them gestate properly.

Four days if I push it.

But some will die in the process.
I'm good either way.

Since I'll be renting these super freaks out
to the highest bidder,

the more, the merrier.

The more there are,

the merrier
my bank account will be.

I expect to be compensated
as well.

After all,

you're about to be the most
powerful metahuman arms dealer in the world.

I didn't hear you come in.

No one ever does.

Good for you.

One question: are you out of
your damn mind?

Feet on my desk,
drinking my scotch?

Earned it.

Did some deep cleaning.

Really?

I thought you said no.

You were right.

Todd's already
cracked the briefcase

and he doesn't know how
to work the Leavenworth pods.

We have Dr. Jace for that.

Mmm. So...

Todd got a new car.

Excellent.