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I heard riri Williams was a genius,

but I said to myself, "Parker, you gotta meet this kid up close."

People got no choice but to respect me.

Smarter AI, stronger armor.

- Look at her. She's shook. - Sweats almost as much as you, st

Stuart Clarke?

- Rampage on the tech-makers' discord? - Enchanté.

If you don't work with me here, the FBI gets a call.

Illegal weapons and bionics.

The bunker makes me feel close to my dad.

- Freeze! - Natalie, close the helmet!

You wanna keep playing spy kids, then stop trying to control me.

Are you sayin' I can stay?

What you know about Parker?

I saw Parker shirtless, but scales everywhere.

You know, you ask a lot of questions, riri.

You'll agree to put me and my associates on tnnl's payroll.

Six figure salaries, equity in the company.

But the money above us will never notice our brilliance unless we force them.

We're gonna snatch every iota of power, and they're terrified.

Here's to you.

I think Parker's wrapped up in some sketchy shit.

I don't know what it is, but it ain't from around here.

Krah, krah, krah!

Y'all are so childish.

Shut up, slug.

Like you wouldn't strut in a money shower.

Once you've strut in one money shower, you've strut in them all.

Yeah? All right there, twinkle toes. What you gonna do with your birkin bands?

I'm gonna go home and open up a michelin star restaurant lounge.

Hey, fancy.

Also something Stuart would say.

I miss that dude.

Don't you mean rampage?

Still no.

I'm about to open up a school for kids

as a money laundering front for my black market explosives.

Yeah!

What y'all plannin' to do?

- Underground fight club. - Underground fight club.

How about you?

All my money goes back into the suit.

Denser alloys, precision fittings...

And I almost have enough so I can quit this shady shit.

I'd take shady all the way to the bank.

Guys, guys, guys!

You've got to see this.

Who wore it better? Parker or clown?

Have you lost your mind?

Been tryna pick the vault where he keeps it, for a long time.

Cracked the code today!

Hood is gonna kill you.

She's a model on the runway in Gucci, Prada, Miami, Paris

yo, what the... Damn, this thing is weird.

Weird how?

It's like... it's hot, but not in a sexy way.

In, like, a...

"Edging on theoretical physics" kinda way.

Do we have time to analyze the energy? To get to the bottom of hood's powers?

Yo, between me and you, we can figure it out.

Invisibility, bending bullets

the hell?

Do not touch the damn hood!

And y'all sittin' here watchin'?

All right.

Yo, what is your problem?

My problem?

I want you to go ahead and back away, little girl.

Or what?

Easy, John.

Easy.

We all want the same thing, yeah?

Yeah.

I think you made your point.

They won't do it again.

Let's look ahead to the next hit.

Slug, give us the rundown.

Next target's heirlum, and heirlum's ceo, hunter Mason,

"a homegrown Chicago player who became an industry titan"

"by applying cutting edge farming technology"

"to specially preserved antique seeds."

Old meets new... on steroids.

They're driving local farmers out of business.

We're still running recon, but what we do know

is that the entire facility is outfitted with security

designed to detect any metals

that could be considered a threat to the biology,

which means no knives, no suit, and no bombs.

Any questions?

I have one.

Why does a bunch of good-looking people look so pitiful?

Probably 'cause ya boy slammed my head into a table

and still hasn't apologized yet.

I'm sorry.

Look, we all just got paid.

Everybody go out, have fun, spend frivolously,

and when we come back with cooler heads, we bring the heat to another rich asshole.

All right?

Hey, hood.

Can I talk to you for a second?

About these heists,

we ocean's eleven or the sopranos?

What's the difference?

I'm only doing this because I have to,

not because I'm a bad person.

You're joking, right? Everyone you're talking about is a criminal.

- Including you. - No, I'm not.

I'm an engineer. What I'm building is... important?

Iconic.

Look, anyone who's ever accomplished anything iconic in life

has had to do some questionable things to get it done.

Before my hood,

I was a nobody.

But with it,

maybe a little unsavory, but...

You know, I'm unstoppable.

How does that work actually?

I've seen something like that before.

Vibranium?

Pym tech?

- Magic. - "Magic" is code for "I don't know."

I don't care how it works.

It helps me protect who I love and what I want.

And that's enough for me.

I suspect that's enough for you too, riri.

And if that makes you bad...

Who cares?

But you're the genius, right?

And, and I may be full of shit.

So, yeah, why don't you take your hard-earned cash and...

And do good?

Or whatever.

So.

I got somethin' for you.

Now you can retire them worn-out earphones you've been wearing.

- You don't like 'em. - No, they... they're great.

So you were dumpster divin' a few weeks ago,

now you're buyin' expensive headphones?

That was before this job.

Right, that secret startup you super conveniently can't discuss.

Look, if you don't want them, that's all you had to say.

I'm not sayin' that. They're special.

They're from you.

These?

These are Natalie.

Every scratch and scuff on these worn-out earmuffs, Natalie put there.

She was always borrowin' 'em and just disrespectful.

That's nice,

but how can you work without falling apart?

Every single dent is a memory I can hold on to.

I swear, when I put these on, I just.

I feel her soul in these.

She seeps into the music.

Makes it better.

Get you in your feels?

Come on, girl.

And I mean that completely colloquially, not at all pejoratively.

From the same streets.

What you out here doin'?

- Nothing. - You sure you're not hiding something?

Hi.

- Can I help you? - Yes.

Good evening, ma'am. Is this the home of riri Williams?

Daughter, why is there a sweaty, middle-aged white man at my door?

I'm 36, respectfully.

Joe!

How do you two know each other?

Well, riri and I... met at work.

We're coworkers.

Coworkers, right, yeah. We work in the same cohort...

Pod team... group.

I thought your work was confidential.

Should you really be walking around with,

blueprints?

My thoughts exactly.

How about we take this outside?

- We'll just be a second. - Lovely home, Ms. Williams.

- Thank you. - I'll be right back.

Do I really look middle-aged?

It's the khakis.

- How did you find where I live? - Google.

- And why are you here? - Right.

So I couldn't stop thinking about what it felt like to hold those tools in my hand.

And since then I've had... I've had so many ideas.

3D-printed corneas.

A second iron stomach to make food poisoning a thing of the past.

Nanotech muscle fibers that increase strength and invulnerability,

a bio-mesh material for skin.

Laser-enhanced fingernails that never break or crack

listen, hey, Joe, I get that you're having a whole moment,

but today is not really a good day for me, so rain check?

- No. - Excuse me?

I said no.

You're gonna help me as much as I need,

or I'm gonna tell your mom how we really know each other.

Give me the blueprints.

So take a gander at these, and I will see you at my place tomorrow.

Is 6:00 good? I'm sorry, what am I saying?

6:00 is good.

See you then.

Thanks for teaching me to stand up for myself!

Yeah, I know, I'm a criminal...

Who's in it to optimize her suit, so let's frickin' optimize.

N.a.t.a.I.i.e., run diagnostics.

Prep the suit for upgrade.

Boo!

I'm not upgradin' shit until you pay me some attention.

What are you doing, nat?

Get out! I gotta optimize the suit before

before what?

Before Parker's next job?

You know nothin' about this man!

Don't clap at me!

Dude probably got you heistin' parts for the next...

- Death star... - keep your voice down!

And you don't care 'cause you only seein' money.

You're going to get caught

being a high-tech criminal asset to a halfway crook...

- Nat! - You understand that, right?

What do I gotta do to get you to stop talking?

I don't know, ri. I have no idea.

Ding!

How about you try and treat me like a friend and partner

instead of a hi-tech genie?

And how am I supposed to do that?

Let's go somewhere!

Hang like we used to!

What?

We didn't "used to" anything!

You're code.

That is not an efficient use of my time.

You know what else isn't an efficient use of your time, ri?

Tryin' to figure out how to undo my suit override.

Sounds like you've got a rock-and-a-hard-place situation.

Yikes.

This some bull!

How'd I get blackmailed twice in five minutes?

Karma.

Fine. Just shut up about it, we'll go first thing in the morning.

Yes!

Bonnie and Clyde back on the streets!

Come on, best friend!

Come on.

- Now will you upgrade the suit? - I've got you.

Okay, test one, test two?

Aw, snap. AI got a window seat.

Now you can project without needin' my suit.

Now do you wanna tell me where we're goin' or what?

Ooh, cessna 152...

And lycoming o-235 engine.

Go ahead, tell me I'm right.

Yeah!

- Ooh. Damn, that's cold! - Yeah.

- Since you wanna show off. - Damn!

Peach ring down.

First rule of blackmail, sir.

Stick to your terms.

- What, that's Joe again? - I think I created a monster.

You think so?

He got some pretty dope concepts in that pile of madness. He's just...

Execution is all over the place.

Look at you bein' a proud mama!

I'm just saying, okay?

He's cool.

Neurotic and annoying, but...

But cool.

He's kinda like you!

Ain't no way you disrespectin' me like that.

- Aw. - He could never, okay? He wishes.

Do you...

Do you remember when Gary caught me and Shawn Porter canoodling in his shop?

He was so disappointed.

Yeah, that was his sacred space, and then here you and

here nat and pimply, hormonal Shawn come defiling it.

Wow, "defiling."

- Yes. - Well, you could stay mad

over at the kiddie table.

And, I caught that "you" slip, by the way.

You know, I remember a lot of things.

There are gaps, which suck, but.

I guess there'd be gaps if I were alive, so.

I wonder what Gary would think of the suit.

You know, seeing me fly it.

He'd probably trip.

Yeah.

Especially if he knew what you were doing with it.

All right, not this again.

Talk about defiling sacred spaces.

Meanwhile, you out here bein' a whole-ass criminal.

- Man, I told you, I got it under control. - For now.

Okay.

Let's get out of here.

I have one last place I wanna go.

This is where our day ends?

You still got the key, right?

Man, I haven't been here since...

Well, you know, but it might help you get some perspective.

I never lost perspective.

I figure, after this, it's one... Two more jobs, and then I am out.

And you think Parker will let you go?

He's not al Capone.

Well, all right, then.

All right, open the doors.

Let's see what we workin' with.

My god.

This is crazy!

Does it still smell the same, ri?

Snap!

It's my gum!

Ri.

Come, come see if this still has flav... fla... flav

riri.

Riri?

- Riri? - Girls, run!

Natalie!

Natalie?

N-Natalie? Da-dad? Natalie!

Ri?

Wait...

Okay, okay, if you can hear, I think we're

I think you're havin' a panic attack.

But it's okay. It's okay! Hey, all you have to do is breathe.

Okay? In and out.

Can you do that with me?

In.

Out. Okay. In.

Slower. Out.

Good, again. In. Out.

Okay. That was good. You all right?

How do you know how to do that?

How do I know how to do what?

My nat...

Was the only one who knew how to calm me down when I spiraled.

Thank you.

Anytime.

She just came home from college.

Can you tell me what this is about?

Riri, these officers are here for you.

Ms. Williams, I'd like to ask you about your relationship to Stuart Clarke.

Expert computer tech. Street name rampage,

- if that helps. - Rampage?

Did he say he knew me?

He was found dead this morning.

We're investigating it as a potential homicide.

You think riri has something to do with this?

Our phone logs indicate she is the last person to have called him.

I

I met Stuart on a job interview.

We exchanged numbers.

I tried reaching out once, but he never answered.

Well, if anything else comes to mind, we'd appreciate a call.

Riri, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

Stuart got murked.

Yo, they could've murked me. I knew somethin' was off! Shit!

Shit, shit, shit!

Riri, what were you thinking?

I know I haven't exactly been team Parker, but we don't know that.

They know everything about me. About ma.

Xa.

- I need to get ahead of this. - Yeah.

- Ahead of him. - Yeah.

- I need that hood. - No! Are you crazy?

Do you know what you're up against?

This magical dude can bend bullets to his will.

- If he can do that, what else can he do? - First, he's not magic.

He's just a regular dude in a magical outfit. He said so himself.

He's nothing without that hood.

Second, that's exactly why we need to get that hood.

- So we can know what we're up against. - And how exactly do we

analyze it without ending up like rampage?

That part...

- Was that you? - Was that you?

Shit!

The heirlum heist.

Parker will be so distracted with hunter Mason,

he won't even notice if I take just a little piece of his hood.

Just gotta figure out how to get in.

Yeah, I could figure that out.

We still have the heirlum design plan.

Nah. Slug said heirlum's security is tight.

I can't even bring my suit inside, but without it, I'm completely naked.

Joe.

Okay, I'm not even gonna get into how awkward that transition was.

What? Tsk.

Ew, nah. Joe has a prototype for a bio-mesh skin material.

It can cover bionic enhancements.

Might need a bit of tinkering, but I think it could be just what I need.

Well, how convenient.

Yeah.

Joe's prototype is about to get a riri Williams upgrade.

Chicago crime has found its way

into t He city's growing tech industry as of late.

The Chicago pd has been responding to a string of highly sophisticated attacks

on some of the most...

Heyo. Hot dang, it's hot in here, bro.

Hottest day in October, man, you really need the heat on?

Yo, don't yoga people listen to gongs, not news about their own illegal activity?

This couldn't wait until after I finished the vinyasa?

Nope.

Look, man.

We gotta cancel this heirlum gig.

Nah, for real, I can't find anything on hunter Mason, man.

No vices, no weaknesses.

Hell, no social media.

That's weird.

Look. All I got is his ex-girlfriend claiming that the prince of sustainability

takes 30-minute showers.

We got no idea what we're walkin' into. We should just cancel this thing.

- We run that risk with every hit, John. - Yeah, but this is different

we'll find the crack. We always do.

If we can't find a pressure point,

then maybe we'll just have riri hit 'em with the one-two, you know?

Punch a hole in the building and make one.

This funny?

I need your head in the game.

Says the guy who's tryin' to derail the whole mission

because he's scared of a glorified gardener.

We got no leverage, man.

Riri's suit ain't a catch-all. It's making you too confident.

You think the crew would be down to go into this half-ass

just because you're blinded by your personal vendetta?

Think, Parker.

- Maybe you're right. - The founder and ceo

- gave a public statement... - All right then.

Regarding the crime saying, "these are simply petty thieves"

"trying to make a buck using cheap tricks."

"They will be caught and brought to justice swiftly."

Local activist groups... No.

We hit the target as planned.

Okay.

That's how it is?

No discussion?

Man, we used to do this together. Maybe you don't need my help no more.

It's just that I see the bigger picture, John.

You gotta trust me.

I do trust you, man.

You say we hit heirlum, then I got your back.

Hey, Joe. Sorry I'm late... riri! Thank goodness.

What happened to this place?

I was trying to create a neurolink between myself and a computer chip

- to test the potential for prosthetic... - dude!

Whoopsie.

- What did you do? - I thought the install

would be simple enough, I must've shorted something.

Can you just... would you help?

Would you mind?

I need some tweezers, alcohol, and...

You happen to have any of that bio-mesh skin you designed?

There's some on the counter.

Just kidding. I put local anesthetic.

So, was checking out your schematics and.

I got some ideas for that bio-mesh.

- Yeah? - We could upgrade it

with some enhanced silicone gridding for cloaking.

Cloaking from x-rays, metal detectors...

Couldn't that be used to violate all kinds of concealed weapon laws?

Yes, narc.

But, it'd take me 10 minutes, tops.

You already have all the parts I'd need.

Thing is, I'd just need to borrow it.

I knew it. No, no, no, no.

Just to test it. I'll be careful.

This is all black market tech that I've heavily modified

and could be traced back to me.

You can't use it to make something even more illegal.

But, Joe, we can make something legit.

Think about the possibilities.

Yo, where's your peroxide?

The left of the sink.

And what is this? Wheat flour?

No. Riri, please put dad back.

Dad?

What the hell, Joe? Why is he in a baggie?

We weren't close.

Now he's everywhere. Great.

Obadiah?

Let's see.

A rich techie whose dad's name was obadiah s!

Obadiah's a common name.

It absolutely is not. Anywhere.

Who are you really, Joe?

I'm Ezekiel...

Stane.

As in...

Obadiah stane?

Coo of stark industries?

Bff to Howard stark? Mentor to Tony stark,

died in that horrible plane crash, that stane?

The plane story's a lie.

The truth is...

Dad died trying to kill Tony stark.

And I've spent my whole life trying to be nothing like him.

He went full supervillain,

in a suit a lot like yours.

Then you come knocking on my door, with that same iron energy.

It's a non-starter, riri.

I cannot be a party to whatever you're up to.

I didn't know.

Sorry I asked.

You're good at this.

Could've been a doctor.

Anything really.

Why the iron suit?

'Cause I could.

You said that before.

Why'd you really build it?

Were you a fan?

The real fan was Gary,

my stepdad.

He used to talk about stark all the time.

He was a mechanic, but he had an aviator's brain.

He used to say, "the best way to know a thing is to take it apart",

"put it back together."

"Then you can see what it's really made of."

He fixed broken things all the time because he could.

A broken car.

A broken home with a broken-hearted widow.

Even broken me.

That's the kinda hero he was.

Was?

Drive-by.

I'm sorry.

At least you had a good example.

I had an iron monger.

You're lucky...

To have had a Gary.

Nobody asked,

but I'd say you're not your dad unless you choose to be.

You're your own you.

And that guy's pretty powerful on his own.

Okay,

done.

We're friends, right?

Implement your upgrades.

But promise me,

this won't blow back on me.

I swear...

Zeke.

You should take Gary's advice.

Break yourself down, see what you're made of.

Might be a hero in there after all.

You got this in, like, a

cocoa sunrise?

All right.

Last metal check before we head to heirlum.

The sensors in these greenhouses are no joke.

You'll be okay.

If we're gonna have a shot at holding heirlum hostage,

everyone needs to stick to their jobs. Got it?

Are you sure that bio-mesh in white boy nude

is gonna make it past heirlum's metal detectors?

I'm not, but it's the only piece of tech I have to cloak my laser cutters,

so, let's get that hood piece, get our leverage, and get the hell out of dodge.

Ri, you there?

Yeah, I'm here.

Tell us what you see.

I see five greenhouses surrounding a central atrium.

Security seems light out here.

- My turn. - Cameras down in three, two, one.

You're clear.

- Good job, riri. - Head to the watch tower.

Lights out.

Blood sibs, do your thing.

Hey, Mike, I'm seeing some lights out by you. Can you check it out?

Hello.

Whoo. Nice clothesline, roz.

Okay, storm the castle.

Jeri and slug are in position.

Copy. Clown? Roz?

Yeah, we're set.

Stay by the watch tower, riri. I'm comin' to you.

Copy that.

I'm staying put.

Relax. You got this, ri.

All right, my little mermaid.

Hunter's office is right in the center of the structure.

Follow the pipe and when you get to the fork, go up.

I'm climbin' up.

Okay. Now, chances are, you're gonna enter

directly underneath hunter and Parker,

so please be careful.

Yo, iron head, focus.

Ri, let me punch this dude right in the throat.

- Nat, don't do anything. - Me and riri are set.

- Where's the boss? - Movin' in on hunter Mason.

Drink up.

I know you're there.

Apologies.

I let myself in.

A little gauche, I know.

There have been whispers about a flamboyant young upstart

pruning the competition.

I was wondering when you'd pay me a visit.

You're writin' a check?

Well, that's what this is all about, isn't it? Money?

Nat, it worked. I'm in.

Okay, all right.

Now, get the hood, make like a tree and leaf.

- You see what I did there? - Nat!

You don't have anything better to do right now?

Okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You're doing great, just fine.

This should be more than enough to keep you and your friends happy.

Nope. This isn't about money.

Come on, man.

Of course it is. I can see through this little act.

You can? Well, why don't you tell me about myself.

It's not about the money,

it's about stealing the money.

Ri, you gotta be careful with that meter.

Yeah, losers like you get off on taking somebody else's hard-earned cash,

especially somebodies like me.

Interesting read,

but I don't think you have a clear grasp on the situation.

Take what I'm offering and run.

You can tell all your homies you stole from me.

Whatever amount you wrote on that check is a sneeze

compared to what we'll take. Here.

Are you joking with this piece of paper?

Sign the contract.

No.

Suit yourself.

Do it, slug.

Fire detectors are now disabled.

Clown, light it up.

We're gonna burn your greenhouses one by one.

You're actually willin' to risk destroyin' everything you worked for?

Well, I'm not risking anything. You are.

You think you can just waltz in here and take this?

Take my company that I built from nothing

you don't know anything about starting from nothing.

Me? My homies? We do.

Hunter, sign the contract.

- Ri, the meter. - I know.

You don't wanna set off any alarms.

I'm almost there.

Shit.

Roz!

Can you feel it?

- Can you feel the heat? - Doors sealed in three,

two, one.

Slug, what was that?

Doors sealed.

You are in violation of heirlum security clearance.

Guys, the bio-alert sensor's been triggered.

- Well, shut it down. - I can't.

- They're what? - Jeri, what's going on?

- Slug, say again. - Guys, we gotta get out of here.

What the hell?

Roz, jeri, somebody talk to me. Please tell me what's goin' on in there.

Evacuate immediately or be subject to suffocation.

No, no, no. Tell me that's not what I think it is.

- Everyone okay? - Come on, give me an update.

Hood?

We in danger, girl.

What the hell did you do?

I didn't do anything.

One of the geniuses in your crew triggered the sensors and now they're all trapped.

Ri, I don't want you to panic but they are losing their shit

over at the greenhouses. It's time for you to get outta there.

They're as good as dead.

- You have no power here. - Help!

- We need y'all's help. - Now, take your pennies

and get out of my sight.

I said get out of my sight.

Okay.

Shit.

- Greenhouses are attacking. - Okay, cut bait and run.

Clown, blast the doors open.

- Yo, I can't. - Doors sealed.

- You are in violation of heirlum... - They're pumping in carbon dioxide.

And we're dead.

Lovely.

Parker, did you get the signature?

Parker?

Parker!

Hey, park

get to the greenhouses, okay? I'm gonna go for Parker.

- Boss is down. - What happened?

Anyone get eyes on the intruder?

Mr. Mason's not breathing.

Call an ambulance.

He could still be here.

Come on, up here.

Where is he?

Nat... nat, I got it. I got the hood. I got the

nat, the vent just closed off. What's happening?

The building is in self-defense mode.

It's cutting off connection to the greenhouses,

and pumping carbon dioxide into them.

- I'm comin' to get you. - No, no, just

- no? - Just

direct me to an unaffected greenhouse and get the rest of the crew to safety.

- But, ri... - you have to save them.

I'll be fine.

Okay. I'm on it.

Why aren't you in your suit?

Crap.

You little bi... nat, I need you.

Nat.

How'd you get that, riri?

- Where's Parker? - John...

- What'd ya do, riri? - I can explain.

Explain then. Explain!

Why you sneakin' around with a piece of Parker's hood and no Parker?

I told you to stay in your Lane, kid, right?

Or what?

You do me like rampage?

What'd you say?

I know y'all killed rampage.

See, we don't do loose ends around here.

And you just became one.

I knew you were trouble, riri.

I knew it, and I let him talk me down.

I won't be makin' that mistake again.

Let's go.

Riri.

Now, typically, Parker likes to be present for demotions but...

What the hell is happening?

We're suffocating, you idiot.

Please keep talking.

You okay?

Yeah.

Okay, I'll get you out of here.

Doors seal in three, two, one.

No, no, no, riri!

Open the door.

Open it. Open the damn door, riri!

Okay.

Where's John?

Anybody got eyes on him?

We can't wait.

Riri, fly over and find him.

Please.

Riri, you there?

Do you see him? Did he make it out?

I'm sorry, he... he's in one of the greenhouses and he's not moving.

I'm so sorry.

No...

What did I do?

Whoa. Whoa, ri. Ri, your arm.

The bio-mesh.

No.

No.

No.

- My... no. - Ri.

- No, no, no. What did I do? - Ri.

No. No.

Riri, hey.

Why?

I trusted you.

John trust

he trusted

he trusted me. He trusted me. He trusted me.

I should've listened to him.

Why?

Was this a part of the plan?

For John to die?

Answer me!

I'm done!

I'm done with you!

No.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop!

Why are you showing me this?

All you have to do is breathe.

Just breathe.

Talk to me.

Ri.

Ri, ri, please talk to me. You good?

No!

No, I'm not.