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Previously on
Black Lightning...

The Markovians
are on the outskirts
of Freeland,

and they are
marshalling their forces.

If you help me with this...

Whoa.

...you can go home.

How close are you
to finding a cure?

I'm making progress.

These people are depending
upon you to save their lives.

-You need to fix this.
-I know.

What is your function?

I'm a biological
weapon system.

I picked this up
a few moments ago.

That's Grace.

So, if you're trying
to find somebody
who doesn't want to be found,

how do you go about that?

Depends on the person.

Grace?

I missed you.

I missed you, too.

Damn.

I'm Jamillah Olsen,
and I'm here at the perimeter

where ASA commandos
have Blackbird cornered

in response to reports
that she freed
several suspected metas

from the ASA.

The Markovians
want to capture

or kill as many metas
as possible.

What do you want me to do?

Your target is
the data farm up ahead.

-I found it.
-Now take it out.

Lab log, day six.

Fatalities from
the meta virus

with Ebola properties
continue to grow.

As the foremost medical expert
on meta-humans,

people are counting on me,
and I'm failing.

I'm failing,

and I'm so tired.

All I know is,
the chemical structure
of the meta virus

-is similar to a chemical
compound found in both...

...Green Light
and the meta vaccine.

Call it fatigue, but I find
myself staring at

the Green Light,
wanting to ask it questions.

Then something occurred to me.

Without exception,
Green Light patients
have shown a notable boost

in brain activity.

So in theory, if I was able

to remove the drug's
psychoactive addictive
properties,

rendering it safe
for consumption,

I could literally make
myself smarter.

I used a technique
on Green Light

similar to what's used to extract THC from marijuana.

I tested it on myself

in microdoses,
but the results left no doubt,

a significant increase in
focus, plus exponential gains

in my ability
to process information.

It's working.

So I am working around
the clock

because if I can't
contain this outbreak,

every single meta,
including my entire family,

could die.

What's all this?

Checkpoint.

Not a big deal.

Lots of changes
while you were away.

Looks like a war zone.

Pretty much.

Here you go.
And don't worry,

Odell has us registered
as non-metas.

-Dad.
- Move. Find cover.

- Put the gun down.
-Get down!

Either of you move,
and I will end you.

Hey, hey, hey.
You're overreacting.

On the ground now.

You okay?

Yeah. You?

Welcome to the occupation.

♪ Last night
I saw a superhero
He was black ♪

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

-Good morning.
- Good morning.

Ready?

-On three, two, one...

Assuming Odell has
a tracking device
embedded in the new suit,

that will duplicate the signal,
buy me some time
to disable it.

This is a mobile Faraday cage.

It will block any signal
coming from the watch.

I gotta tell you,
this cloaking thing

-is gonna take
some getting used to.
- Yeah.

It's not easy being dead.

I gotta stay that way until
I know who tried to kill me.

How about you?
How are you feeling?

Any residual effects
from the ASA testing?

No, actually, I'm good.

Wish I could say
the same for my marriage.

Butting heads over
how to deal with the ASA.

You know, I couldn't
wait to leave the Pit.
Lynn is going voluntarily,

even though they're
blindfolding her
and driving her in and out.

That's painful,

not being on
the same page with your wife.

Is that what happened
with you and your ex?

Job got in the way?

That's ancient history.
Let's not turn those pages.

I'll check out your suit,

set up a tracking system
to find the Pit.

You figure out how
to get back on the same page
with Lynn.

Got your text.

Still
checking in on me, huh?

In a manner of speaking, yes.
Now that your father
has returned home,

especially under such
trying circumstances,

it's important that

we keep this line of
communication open.

Can I ask you a question,
like for real?

As the head honcho
in charge around here,

why don't you just
put an end to this occupation?

Because the Markovians
killed my people.

That's not a reason
to start snatching

people up and locking
them in camps.

We put people with
the meta gene in camps

to keep them alive,

the Markovians put
people in camps

to watch them die.

How do I even know
that's true?

Every search engine
gets blocked by

all your stupid
Internet restrictions.

I could send you a link,
Ms. Pierce,

encrypted, of course.

Then you can see exactly
what it is we're up against.

I still don't understand
why you have to
lock the city down.

Ever heard of Rwanda?

The former Yugoslavia?

Liberia?

Things can go to chaos
real quick with the wrong push,

and chaos is deadly.

Good day, Ms. Pierce.

Let's open this bitch up
and see what y'all
brought me now.

Damn!

Shut that and pick this
fool's dumb ass up.

Leave dude in there.

He'll bleed out
when we roll.

This is Jamillah Olsen
reporting from inside
occupied Freeland.

Today, I'm at
Garfield High School,

where students are being tested

for ASA-mandated
registration cards.

Only those who test
negative for the meta gene can move freely about the city.

Those who test positive
will be taken to
an ASA detainment facility

and forced to submit
to medical procedures.

Yo.

'Sup, man?

-You're getting in line, right?
-Nah.

I already got mine.
I'll catch up with you
later though, all right?

Yeah, all right.

All right.

-What's good?
-Hey.

Another one of my trucks
has been hijacked.

Find the vermin
who keep stealing from me
and exterminate them.

To think, once upon a time,
I was worried about
metal detectors.

It's not about corner boys now.

If a war breaks out,
we're gonna be really happy

-the ASA is here.
-Wait, what? Jen.

Jen, you saw what happened
at that checkpoint.

-They pointed guns at us.
-Didn't you just let
the ASA experiment on you?

'Cause I'm pretty sure
you did.

Why would you do that
if you thought the ASA
was no good, Dad?

To protect you.

That's always
the reason, isn't it?

Morning, gentlemen.

-Mr. Pierce.
-Mind if I have a look?

Yeah, just looking at
a video of...

-Here you go.
-Thank you.

I'm sorry.
It's pretty cool, though.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Have a good class.

Mr. Pierce, a word?

Yeah, actually,
I have to get to class.

Yes, about that.

During your ASA-approved
medical leave,

Mrs. Wellen was permanently
assigned your classes.

-You can't do that.
-I didn't. The ASA did.

After 30 days of being poked
and prodded

and taking every test
under the sun,

-this is the thanks I get?
-Oh, I'm not finished.

You've been made
our new guidance counselor.

Congrats.

Now what I find most puzzling,
as part of this demotion,

the ASA also gave you a raise,
a nicer office,

and a lot less work.

Based on that,
I'm gonna assume you
must have done...

really well on those tests.

That's all
you can tell me?

At some point,
death comes for us all.

And when that time comes,

though we yearn for love,
all we're left with is pain.

A person will do more
to avoid pain

than to achieve
anything else in this world.

Knowing this, the greatest gift
that anyone could ever give

is to take that pain away.

Lucky for you,

they call me Painkiller.

I assume this is important.

You told me measures
were being taken

to ensure
Freeland's safety, okay.

You never said anything
about martial law.

Markovians attacked
an ASA operation

and killed my personnel.

You'd rather I sent
a strongly worded email?

When I see military
walking around the hallways
of my high school...

Things have to change.

I have done everything
you've asked of me.

Keep troops in Freeland, fine.

But this occupation
is overkill.

In my experience, Mr. Pierce,
there's no such thing.

Now you continue to do
as instructed,

or I'll put your daughters
in the Pit.

Run tests on them,

just like all the others.

I spent my whole life
trying to make
these damn streets safe,

and they got me out there
talking like I'm some--

Talking as the chief of police.

Yes.

I know you're frustrated,
but when all this ends,

you'll be the man
who got Freeland through this.

You'll have the clout
to fix the department,

be mayor someday.

-I don't know, Veretta.
-I do.

You be
who you gotta be today,

so you can be who
you want to be tomorrow.

-Mmm-hmm.

-Hmm.

-Major.
-The ASA is commandeering
this station.

Escort these prisoners
to lockup.

Agent Odell assured me
this station
will remain under my command.

Now I have orders
that say otherwise.

Until further notice,
this location is a clean camp

to keep suspected metas
as far away from
the meta virus as possible.

How the hell we supposed
to do our job, huh?

What--

What you expect us to do?

You can start
by clearing out your office.

I'll be using it
for the duration. And...

as always, Chief Henderson,

we appreciate
your cooperation.

Mmm-hmm.

Hmm.

All right,
stop that vehicle.

- The Markovian
government continues

-their reign of terror with their strategic assault...-

on Sudan, stripping them
of resources, killing
with extreme prejudice,

women, children,
and non-military personnel.

While the United Nations
condemned their actions,

currently no aid
has been allowed entry.

This is a very violent
and incendiary situation.

Closest thing I ever
had to powers was
driving the city bus.

The job I started
one month before I got married,

38 years ago.

38 years of marriage?

Now that is a superpower.

Well, hopefully this will
slow the virus down,

giving us enough time
to come up with a vaccine.

Get you home to your wife.

You have any kids?

Three of them.

Two boys and a girl.

Plus grandkids.

My youngest one,
my daughter Olivia,

she's set to get married
in a few months.

I even like the fella,
not that I'll ever admit it.

Sorry.

None of this
seems real.

I still can't believe
I'm dying.

Hey, don't give up on me, okay?

'Cause I'm not
giving up on you.

I'll pay the three stacks
this time.

But when we're talking
the same weapons
at twice the price,

-that mess ain't gonna fly.
-It's supply and demand,

and I got the supply.

If you don't drive off,
you won't have anything.

I ain't got no beef with you.

Then I suggest you leave.

-You can't be using my name

and symbol,
and then you go off
shooting up ASA checkpoints.

I don't take orders from you.

Your boss did not
approve of that.

Now you lucky
the result was just
getting locked up.

They could've been killed.

By any means necessary.

Don't go quoting Malcolm to me.

You don't like the way
we doing things,
talk to the boss.

Oh, I plan to.

I'm sorry, uh...

I thought this
was Anissa Pierce's place.

It is, Mr. Pierce,
I'm Grace.

I recognize you
from her photos.

Nice to finally meet you.

Please come in.

Thank you.

I am not really sure
when she'll be back,

but shouldn't be too long.

Can I get you
something to drink?

Uh, no.

I'm fine, thank you.

What, Dad?

Hey, what's up?

Wait, she knows?

About Blackbird?

A person I've never met?

Look, she only knows
about me, I swear.

Thunder too?

Yeah.

You have put our entire family
in danger.

Dad, I trust Grace
with my life.

Oh, until you throw her
out of your bed
and find someone else.

Okay, I don't know where
any of this is coming from,

but I'm not gonna stand here

and be yelled at by you
or anyone else.

Why, 'cause
you're Blackbird now?

Running around, showing off?

Throwing tanks?

Helping people has never been
enough for you.

No. No, you,
you gotta be famous,

live in a fancy loft.

Paid with drug money,
I take it.

Running around spraying
that ridiculous logo
all over town.

So, what, are you jealous?

And that logo?
That's not even me.

That's the insurgents
using me to inspire hope.

You know, something
Black Lightning used to do.

Do you have any idea,
any idea what I've been through
for the city?

Don't hurt us.

-Hey. Hey, Grace.
-Please don't.

It's okay. He's not gonna
hurt you or me.

I promise.

What the hell was that?

You need to leave.

Now.

-Anissa--
-Dad, no, listen to me.

This is my house.

And right now,
you're not welcome in it.

Leave.

Can I sit down?

I need you to know that
my dad would never hurt me.

He's overbearing,
and he has had a hard time
seeing me as an adult.

But he's no threat

to me or to you.

Okay?

I never wanted
you to see this.

Not ever.

Not this piece of me.

There's still so much
you don't know.

Maybe
less than you think.

Shay Li Wylde.

How do you know that name?

My Uncle Gambi.

He has access to things
that most people don't.

I know about you
losing your parents...

and you living on
the streets.

How you were kidnapped--

And sold for sex
against my will.

I told you I was broken.

I can't believe you'd want
to be with me knowing all that.

Well...

Believe it.

Anissa, this would be a lot
for anybody.

Grace, I told you,
we're in this.

Me, you, the leopard,

-that old guy, all of us.

It's one big party
up in here.

It is not your beautiful face

or this fine-ass body
that I'm in love with.

Now, don't get me wrong,
if we taking votes,

this form is by far
my favorite.

But it's not even about that.

It's you, Grace.

Your heart.

Your soul.

Your essence.

That's what I'm in love with.

Just you.

-It's okay.

Hey.

Hey.

Wow, I haven't seen
you look this bad
since med school.

That's exactly the warm welcome
I was hoping for.

Ah, no, sweetheart,
that's not what I meant,
you just...

You look really, really tired.

You want me to
run you a bath?

No, no, I'm just here
for a few minutes
to grab some things.

I have to get back.
I'm synthesizing a vaccine.

What?

Wait, what?
You're gonna stay there
again tonight?

But, babe, we need to talk.

I have to get back.

Okay, look, I...

I just think that...
...we need
to get on the same page.

Look, our girls need us.

Anissa is trippin' big time,

and Jennifer seems to think
that the ASA occupation

is actually a good thing.

Lynn?

Jeff, are the girls safe?

Wait, what?

Yeah, for now, I guess.

Anything that comes up,
you can take care of it.

I need to get back.

Again with the tuna breath.

Like your salami's any better.

Of the six ASA trucks
that were taken,

four of them link back
to the two of you.

-No--

When I want you to speak,
I'll ask you a question.

That pain that you're feeling?
It's neurotoxins

that I can administer at
varying levels of intensity.

This was a small dose.

Now, the longer
that this process takes,

the higher that dosage
will become.

Until you fall into paralysis
and ultimately death.

So, shall we begin?

It's this drug dealer,
Sinzell.

He pays us for
the supply routes.

He's got a warehouse
somewhere north of here,

-we're not sure where.
-That's all we know.

I swear.

Listen, if any of
this information isn't good,

I'll find you two
weak-minded cowards,

and I will torture you

every day for a year
before I kill you.

It's good, I promise.

Did I ask you a question?

People always talk about
Nazi Germany--

And for good reason.

Obviously, but look at us.

In World War II, we put anyone
who even looked Japanese
in a prison camp.

Not to mention occupying
the Philippines, Haiti...

Dominican Republic,
Iraq.

There's more to the world
than the US.

What about
the Russian occupation
of Ukraine?

Or Turkey being in Syria?

These are all happening
right now.

-Today.
-Yes, but unless it's on TMZ,

or a Kardashian tattoos it
on they ass,

-nobody seems to care.

What none of you
are talking about is genocide.

The government coming in
as peacekeepers trying to help.

I mean, Rwanda, Darfur.

Peacekeeping in Rwanda failed.
Like seriously, it failed--

-Look...
-Done.

My point is, maybe
this occupation isn't all bad.

Maybe the ASA's here
trying to protect
the people of Freeland.

All right, all right.

Hold up, excuse me.
You have no right to do this,

do you hear me?
You have no right.

Tavon Singley,
I'm gonna need you
to come with us.

What'd I do?

-I ain't do nothing.
-No, Tavon,
you stay right there,

-you are not going anywhere.
-Whoa, whoa.

Sir, you need to step aside.

There's been a report
of meta-human powers
being displayed.

What? No, that's not true.

-That's not true!
-Listen, you get your hands--

-Let's go.

Wait, Tavon.

Wait...

What do you think
of your peacekeepers now?

So they're just gonna
lock him up

and wait till
the results come in?

There's no way in hell
Tavon's a meta.

I heard someone dropped
a "see something,
say something" dime on him.

Got some beef over a girl.

You really believe
that peacekeeping stuff

-about the ASA helping?
-Look, I don't know.

Okay?

But what I do know is,
Markovia's dangerous.

I've been hearing some
crazy stuff about them,

like war-crime stuff.

That's dumb as hell.

How could you judge
an entire country
based off of rumors?

Y'all don't even know
what the hell y'all
talking about, man.

-Oh, and you do?
-I'm just saying.

History is written by
whoever wins.

So unless we experience
things firsthand,

how do we know it's true?

Well, if it was up to my mom,
I would never
experience anything.

I really hate how they say
that they want us to be
better than them.

'Cause in reality,
they never do.

That's real.

It's okay, Doc.

You did what you could.

-Richard, stay with me, okay?

Richard...

It looks like you're gonna be

able to walk your daughter
down the aisle after all.

Hey, hey, where's the watch?

Come here for a sec,
I wanna show you this.

I was able to put
a radioactive resin

on the tires of
several ASA vehicles.

This will allow us to track
their frequently
traveled routes,

narrowing down
the list of locations

until they lead us to the Pit.

That's great.

That's great.

The watch.

What's the urgency?

The ASA snatched
a student, Tavon,

right out of
Jennifer's classroom,

then beat down the principal
when he tried to stop them.

I heard from Henderson
the ASA is holding Tavon
at the police station.

Ah.

Did you try
the tracking device?

I did, disabled it.

Oh, great.

I wish I could say otherwise,
but that suit's far better

than anything I've ever built.

I could've done the same
with $30 billion

and ten guys working
around the clock, but...

It's got next-gen nanotech,

and with its increased
conductivity threshold,

you can generate 20 to 30% more
electricity without any risk

of damaging
your nervous system.

The thing's amazing.

Good.

Jeff.

What about your family?

Odell was very clear,

you go out on the street,
they go in the Pit.

Wait...

Maybe there's a better way.

But I'm gonna need
a little help.

Dad, not right now.
I need to get to work.

Whatever you have to say to me
can wait until later.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Look, just hear me out.

Now, I know I'm not
your favorite person
at the moment,

and I'm not saying
I agree with all your choices.

-I'm not asking you to.
-Oh, look, look.

Just, look...

You and I, we disagree, okay?

On a lot of things.

But I know that you care
about the people of Freeland.

You don't even know
the half of it.

Okay, look...

me, Reverend Holt,
and a handful of other people,

we started up our own
underground railroad.

We've been sneaking metas
and suspected metas

outside the perimeter.

How did you get them...

With an assist
from Uncle Gambi.

All these years
calling you Harriet Tubman

were prophetic.

Okay, Dad, stop, please.

No, uh...

I'm proud of you.

Thank you.

Okay, now I need your help.

The ASA snatched Tavon,
accused him of being a meta.

Now they have him
locked up at
the police station.

All right.

What do you need me to do?

Hey, you hangin' in there?

Huh?

All right.

Yo, Chief.

Any chance we can get
some food up in here?

-Oh, what, you hungry?
-Why do you think I'm askin'?

Well, you should've thought
about that before you shot up
a checkpoint.

How it feels to be
a Uncle Tom.

How's it feels to be in jail?

Hey, uh...

It's been a while
since cell two ate anything,

it's about time for a meal.

Anything dealing with
that rebel scum,

including their dietary needs,
is an ASA matter

and well beyond
your current mandates.

Mmm.

All right, Joe,
let's play some cards.

Okay, I'm in.

Been waiting on you.

Can you see
what we're up against?

Okay, we got about
a dozen ASA commandos,

maybe ten cops,
including Henderson.

The holding cell's
on your left.

The Major's in the back.

Mind getting the lights?

My pleasure.

There, follow that
around to your left.

Three o'clock.

The cells are on your right.

...the locks...

-Now.

Come on, follow me.

On your six.

Hey, them too,
get them out of there.

Got it. Y'all heard
the man, let's go.

-Go on.
-Come on, let's go.

Let's go, let's go.

Say good night.

Sinzell.
Some dude's heading this way,
coming up to the gate.

Tell him we appointment only.

Yo, get those trucks gone. Go!

Hi.

You must be Sinzell.

What you gonna do?

Arrest me, huh?

They don't call me when
they want someone arrested.

They call me when
they want someone gone.

All right, straight through
these trees
about a quarter-mile.

The Perdi, they'll have
a truck there waiting for you.

But I'm not even a meta.

Until we can prove otherwise,
this is the safer way.

Could you at least
tell my parents
that I love 'em?

I got you.

Come on, y'all,
let's go.

Come on.

Listen...

Now that they know who you are,
it's safe you leave too.

Yeah, it would.
But we gotta fight
the good fight, you know?

No.

No, I was here all night.

I mean, you are
tracking me, right?

Isn't that what it says?

Let's not play games,
Mr. Pierce,

we both know that
you helped attack that station.

I'll say this...

Everybody gets one.
This was yours.

Be certain
it never happens again.

Well...

looks like we've arrived.

The results have been
nothing short of remarkable.

Every person who was infected
is on their way to making
a full recovery.

A job well done, Dr. Stewart.

You certainly earned
a good night's sleep

and apologies
it can't be longer,
but you're needed here.

What, did something happen?

While your focus has been
on the meta virus,

several Green Light
and vaccine kids
have grown unstable.

Why wasn't I informed?

Get some rest, Dr. Stewart.

No, not while people's lives
are at risk.

Send a car, bring me in.

Very well, Dr. Stewart.

I applaud and appreciate
your commitment to
the greater good.

Goodbye.

She's hooked.

She doesn't realize yet,
but... yes.

Better yet,
she thinks it's her idea.

You're a genius.

Not really. I only saw to it
that she got a taste

of the most addictive substance
on Earth.

Every time she looks
at her tablet,

Odell wants the phrase
"Take Green Light"

flashing too fast
for her to be conscious of it,

but powerful enough
to plant the idea.

This is good.

Sir,
it's Jennifer Pierce.

If I couldn't light
your ass up,

this place might creep me out.

You saw the encrypted link,
I presume?

Yeah, and I kind of
wish I hadn't.

Can all that stuff
really happen here?

Not if I can help,
and I can.

Ideally with your assistance.

You have the ability
to do things

your father could never do,
Ms. Pierce.

Things like what?

I asked you to meet me here

because I thought
it'd be easier
to show you.

In that bag, you'll find
a perfect copy of your suit,

and I want you
to put this in your ear.

And then what?

Fly straight up
until it beeps.

Wait, what about the perimeter?

Already accounted for.

Now...

Let's get you changed.