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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? Grace!

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 thanks for your vote of
confidence. I appreciate it.

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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 are 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.

Hmm.

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's 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 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...

Mmm!

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?

Mmm-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 here. Go handle your business.

Sorry.

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 is 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,

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.

And 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 is Tobias?

Where is 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 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'd 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.

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