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Previously on
Black Lightning...

Thirty years ago,
I came to Freeland

as an agent for a government
organization called the A S A.

I helped them find
young people with abilities.

But when I realized that the ASA's
vaccine was killing children,

I leaked the information
to your father,

and his investigation
got him killed.

And they're doing it again.

I saw o ne of your
students g e t snatched last night.

Two men wearing black

jumped out of this van
and they grabbed her.

What's up?

The head of the A S A for this area,
is looking for you.

If you use your powers,
or you go out in the suit,

he will find you,
and they will kill you.

The guys we're going after,
they are beyond the law.

When we take down their lab,
it's like declaring war.

- Jefferson Pierce is Black Lightning.
- What?

He's been hiding
in plain sight all this time.

Right under your nose.

Do you think
you can take him down?

Yes.

Are they all stable
after the move?

One of the older ones
is showing abnormalities.

Internal temperature fluctuations
are affecting vital signs.

How are you going to fix it?

I think it's a result
of moving on back-to-back days.

But now that we're powered up
in this location,

a consistent pod temperature should
return the subject to a stable reading.

- Which way?
- Go left.

I want the pods
monitored 24 hours a day.

I'm already under my quota.

Lose one more,
and I'll need to acquire more subjects.

Yes, ma'am.

I can't see through it.

Or maybe there's still a problem
with the electric vision.

The door's shielded.

But I know what I saw on the feed
from that nuke tracker satellite.

An abnormal energy field definitely
moved in there yesterday.

Dad, I got this.

Kids aren't here.

Whoa! This is a whole lot
of those pulse things.

Launchers.

That's a lot of weapons
that can take you out.

It must be what caused
the abnormal energy hit.

Jeff, if they're stockpiling
anti-Black Lightning weapons...

Doesn't matter.
Where's the next spot?

- I don't have one.
- Why? Use the satellite.

The ASA knows
about the satellite, too.

They must have found a way

to cloak the pods' energy
in transit.

I have an idea, but it'll
take me a day to set it up.

Come on back.

Not yet.

Yes, I'm just leaving.

Most of them are stable.

We're in danger
of losing one of them.

An armory was blown up?

No, I hadn't heard about that.

They're clearly
looking for the pods.

I understand the orders,
but, sir,

I've known Jefferson
Pierce for years,

there is absolutely no way
he's Black Lightning...

I understand.

Yes, sir. I'll take care of it.

I'm sorry that didn't pan out.
I really thought...

Yeah, I know.

Look, even if they cloak the pods' energy,
I can still find it.

I'll ping everything in the
city with a radio signal,

and the energy signature
from the pods

will light up
when the radio pulse hits them.

Let me know
if you find something.

I'm gonna
get out of this suit.

God, look at you,
you look awful.

Thanks for the compliment.

No. That's a subperiosteal
hematoma.

It's good to know that you're
paying attention in med school.

No, this is serious.
Did you get it looked at?

I've had enough
subperiosteal hematomas

to know when I actually need
to get some help.

What happened?

The truth, please.

Ask your dad.

- I will.
- The ASA will be looking for us.

All of us.

Those weapons he blew up
are only good for one thing,

killing Black Lightning.

Make sure he makes
good choices, okay?

How exactly
am I supposed to do that?

Trust your instincts.

Come on.
Make it plain, Uncle Gambi.

Anissa, look at your father
and your father's father.

Protecting people
is in your blood.

There are certain things
no one can train you for.

Everything you need
is already inside you.

Thanks.

It seems a little suspicious.
Are you sure it's not a setup?

If this was a setup,
you'd already be dead.

Who the hell are you?

You'll find everything you need in
the garbage can in front of you.

You're right, Glennon.
It stinks. Come on.

Deputy Chief Cayman,
I said in the garbage can.

Do it.

Oh.

This needs to be legitimate,
and fast. Tomorrow, if possible?

Okay, speedy warrants? Got it.
Who's the target?

Jefferson Pierce.

So, Dad, what happened
to Uncle Gambi?

He was tortured by his friends at
the ASA in order to get to me.

Well, clearly, that didn't work
because you wouldn't be here.

That is true.

So you can trust him.

Maybe.

No. I'm not sure.

Man, they did a good job.

Yeah. It's what they do.

I don't know. It's just weird right now,
being around you two.

No, it is. It's like you're working together,
but not really.

Yeah, I know.
It's weird for me, too.

Mmm.

So, he says the ASA
is gonna be looking to kill us.

- They are.
- So then...

I don't know,
shouldn't we all just get along?

"Can we all just get along?"

What?

No. Rodney King asked,
"Can we all get along?"

See, it's an existential question
rather than a directive.

Okay. So can we?

I don't know.

Damn it!

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- Good morning.
- Mr. Pierce.

Hey, Lexton.

Congratulations on the debate victory.
All right.

You know what?
Tomorrow, I'm driving.

Girl, that driver's license
is brand-new.

And you are too hard on my nerves
for first thing in the morning.

Shut up. I can drive.

- Girl... Okay, we'll see.
- I'd get us here quicker.

- I know that much.
- You try then.

All right, people,
another day to make magic.

Yes, it is.

- Hey, Dad.
- Hey.

Hey, Dad, what's up?

- Keep an eye on your sister.
- Uh-huh.

And make sure you touch base
with me between classes.

All right. Got it.
Anything else?

Remember, I love you.

- I'll see you.
- All right.

Come on, people,
let's not be late.

What's up, Mr. Jefferson?

How are you doing?
How are you doing?

All these young smiling faces,
young minds to be molded.

Come on in.

Well, I'd like to give
a shout-out to the MTA

for getting me here
on time today.

Wait, wait.
No. No, no, no, that's fair.

There are a lot of
hardworking men and women

who keep a very overworked
system running as best they can.

Yeah.

I've got a shout-out.

To Mr. Winston, who let me
retake the S panish mid-term.

Bless up. Or bendiga.

Tavon, you still with us?

- Five-O.
- What?

Blue Volvo wagon.
Double-time, guys. Come on.

Damn, Mr. P. That's your car.

Tavon, language.

I mean, dang, Mr. P.
That's still your car.

Homework out, everyone.
Let's...

Let's focus,
and exchange homework.

Girl, isn't that
your dad's car?

Every crack, every crevice.

Oh.

Surprise, surprise.

Deputy Chief Cayman, I would be happy
to follow you to the police station

to straighten out whatever
misunderstanding there seems to be.

We're almost done.

Look, if you could tell me
what you're looking for...

We found Green Light
in your car.

Wait, what?
No. That's impossible.

Oh!

You got that Green Light, cuz?

That is not mine.

Mr. Pierce,
you're under arrest.

Turn around, put your hands
behind your back.

What? This is ridiculous.

- Are you resisting?
- You can't come in here and just...

I am not resisting.

I am complying.

Dad.

No, honey,
it's a misunderstanding, honey.

I just need to go with these
men and straighten it out.

Everything will be fine.

Jennifer...

Jennifer, I need you to do
something very important for me.

Jennifer.

I need you to be calm,
really calm.

Call your mother,
tell her what happened

and be strong for your mother.
Can you do that for me?

Let's go.

Well, ya'll not just gonna
take Mr. Pierce.

Look, son, this ain't no rap video.
S tep aside.

Hey, look,
my daddy name is Lamont,

and you damn sure
don't look like a Lamont.

Tavon.

No one wants to see another
black man in cuffs today.

Well, you wanna help?
Keep doing what you're supposed to be doing

and make sure all the other
students do the same.

Can I count on you?

I didn't hear you, Tavon.

Yes, sir.
You can count on me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Stay back, miss.
- Who do you think you are?

- You can't just take him...
- Stand back.

- No. Anissa. Anissa...
- Dad...

No! Get back in the school,
take care of everyone.

Anissa.

Don't touch me.

What the hell
do you think you're doing?

My job.
Yours, too, apparently.

Get him processed
and put him in four.

I wanna see
the search warrant.

Jefferson Pierce is one of the most
distinguished members of this community.

Was. Then we discovered
he's a drug dealer

operating out of a school.

I have to give him credit.
Smart way to corner the market.

You don't believe that
your damn self.

Tread lightly, Inspector.
Don't be blinded by personal feelings.

My eyes are wide open.

Good. I'd hate to see
anything happen to you.

You gotta bring ass
to get ass.

Don't forget that.

Thank you, s tudents, for
returning t o your lessons and activities.

The school day
will continue as usual.

I am actively seeking
an update on Principal Pierce

and will keep staff and students
informed as soon as we learn more.

Until then,

please, let's get
through this day in a way

that will make
Principal Pierce proud.

Remember, you are the future.

Yeah, okay. Okay!

I'm surrounded by cops.
Is this really necessary?

Open your mouth.

Lift your tongue.

Drop your clothes.

Assume the position.

Now cough twice.

Local principal Jefferson Pierce
was arrested today at Garfield High.

Sources confirmed large amounts
of controlled substances

were confiscated
from his vehicle.

I need to see
Jefferson Pierce.

And you are?

His wife.

ID.

His ex-wife, actually.

Then I can't help you, ma'am.

Can I speak to Inspector
Henderson, please?

Lynn...

Bill, you know Jeff.
You know he would never ever do anything...

Of course I know, Lynn.

But now is not the time
and this is not the place.

Well... he can't be here
right now. He can't.

Something so bad could happen.

- Where's...
- Lynn, look at me.

Do you trust me?

No.

But I know Jefferson does.

And I have to go set the record for
speed-interviewing defense lawyers,

so I'll talk to you later.

So you know.

We knew the ASA was coming for us.
I didn't expect this, though.

Okay. I'm suiting up
and I'm going in.

No, you're not.

Yeah, I am.
You can help me or not, but I'm going.

Anissa, if your father wanted out this way,
he could do it himself.

If you don't maintain
your secret identity,

it could endanger Jennifer.

Your mother, too.

How does it help the ASA
to put Dad in jail?

The national security apparatus can
push buttons in local law enforcement.

This is smoke.

The fire comes when he gets
moved by an ASA collection team

that's equipped
to neutralize his powers.

They'll throw him in a black site and
confirm that he's Black Lightning.

And then what?

They'll kill him.

Okay. We've got
to get him out of there.

No, that will only confirm
their suspicions.

What we have to do
is prove to the ASA

that Jefferson Pierce
isn't Black Lightning.

Okay.

How do we do that?

Henderson. Finally.

Afternoon, Mr. Pierce.

We're on tape.
There's eyes and ears everywhere.

How's that? Better?

Yeah.

They took my clothes.

They're being tested to see if they
contain any traces of Green Light.

What? They're not
gonna find anything.

You might be surprised
what they find.

Now, we've known each other
a long time,

so I'll shoot
straight with you.

Um...

There's too much here
to ignore.

What's your connection
to this man?

He called himself Lala.

A murderer, drug dealer.

He was a student
when I was a young teacher.

Nothing beyond that?

Despite my efforts,
he joined The One Hundred.

He worked his way up the ranks.

So, I took advantage
of my relationship

and got him to make
Garfield High off-limits.

So why did members
of The One Hundred

enter Garfield
and kidnap your daughters?

I don't know.

Drug deal gone bad?

Henderson, I'm being set up.

Why would someone set you up?

I don't know.

- Interview's over.
- No. It's not.

I have a transfer order
above your pay grade and mine.

- From who?
- Hell if I know.

It's a national
security directive.

But I wouldn't wanna be you.

Our reporter in the field,
John Webb, has been on the street,

talking to people
about the shocking arrest

of nationally respected Garfield
High Principal Jefferson Pierce.

Every time a brother
tries to help his people,

they find a way to set him up
and take him down.

It's a shame.

I heard he walks around and makes
the students call him Black Jesus.

Imagine that. Black Jesus.

My niece went to Garfield.

That girl never
would've graduated

if it wasn't for
Principal Pierce.

The police know damn well Mr.
Pierce ain't no drug dealer.

Any man who would do that
could do anything.

He kept her focused and
helped her get into college.

She graduates from Johns
Hopkins next semester.

There you have it.

Shock, disbelief, and for some,

disillusionment about this
turn of events.

John Webb reporting.

Dr. Lynn Stewart.

The Feds
are transferring Jefferson.

Some kind of national security thing.
There's nothing I can do.

National security?
What are the allegations?

I've told you
everything I know.

Thank you.

Your mother called.

The order came to move Jefferson.
We're out of time.

Okay, we go with your plan.

Anissa,
I want to save your dad as much as you,

but you need to understand the
tech we're using is a prototype,

put together in half a day with parts
I cannibalized from the sanctum.

And?

It's untested.
It may not work.

But it might.

Look, I can't lose my dad.

And at this point,
we're the only hope he's got.

You have to do exactly as I tell you.
One misstep...

Ain't gonna be no missteps.

Just walk me through it.
I got this.

I have one more lawyer to interview,
and I'll get back to you.

Okay. Thank you.

Why can't he just
Black Lightning his way out?

You know, you're gonna
have to learn that you can't

punch or superpower your way
out of every problem.

I know you're scared.
It's okay to be scared.

I'm not.

Dad told me
to be strong for you.

It's okay to be strong
and scared at the same time.

It's called having sense.

Well, what if
we can't get him out?

I mean, it does happen
to people all the time, right?

What if Daddy
never comes home?

He will.

You two, let's go.

No. Not you.

Hey, man, I'm trying to help you,
but national security directives?

And top secret transfer orders?
You a spy or something?

What? No, I'm not.

Look, Jeff, we're friends,
we don't tell each other everything.

But if you know of any reason this
is going down, now is the time.

I really don't know.

Yeah, I'm still
gonna help you.

I was just hoping you would
make it a little easier for me.

What do you want?

Come on in. Have a seat.

"Follow the money."
Isn't that what they always say?

Henderson, I don't have time
for whatever this is.

Oh, I think you do.

I called in
a lifetime of favors,

but from what I could tell,

you hit the lottery.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Your son has himself
a new house.

Contractor says
he paid in cash.

I wonder what the IRS would
have to say about that?

Now, look, I know there's a lot of
money to be made with the badge.

I got you dead to rights.

But the good news is,
I don't want you.

I want Cayman.

Now...

how about you sit down?

Monitoring three students
who've ingested Green Light.

No enhanced abilities observed.

Whoa!

D o n't let anything get
between you and the hologram,

or people will realize
it's not really him.

Okay. I got it.

I'll turn it off for now.

Get as much attention as you can,
and I'll turn it back on.

All right.

- Oh, my God. Look!
- It's Thunder!

Look at her!

Oh, my God.

Our reporters are on the ground
in Zone Four,

where several residents
have reported a disturbance.

- Black Lightning!
- Look, look, look!

Look! It's Black Lightning
and Thunder!

It's a good thing Freeland's
power grid is so easy to hack.

You're almost at the intersection.
There.

Damn! Don't let that car
get between you.

I know.

Let's got,
Black Lightning, let's go!

It's crazy, man.

I mean, it still bugs me
when I see Black Lightning.

Negro running around looking like
a modern-day George Clinton.

But now he got that fine-ass
woman running around with him.

Must be nice.

I'm happy to see them
both out here trying to help.

Since they showed up,

less of these kids out here
trippin' on that Green Light,

- that's for sure.
- Yeah.

For sure.

Glennon admitted
to planting the evidence.

You're being cleared
for release.

Thanks, brother.

The next few rounds are on you.

I was told
you were down here.

What are you doing?

Police work.
You should try it sometime.

You just flushed your badge
down the toilet, Henderson.

Mr. Pierce, once you get dressed,
you're free to go.

Hey!

What the hell?

I'm embarrassed that it took me
this long to do the right thing,

start weeding this place
of all the rot.

But once
Detective Glennon got going,

he had an awful lot to say,
mainly about you.

Don't play
cop games with me.

You know, who knew
you were smart enough

to seek out some
shell corporations,

but dumb enough to leave the
paperwork in your house?

You're under arrest. The officer
will read you your rights.

You're making a mistake,
Henderson.

Hey. You don't know
how this town really works!

Actually, I do.

Daddy!

I'm so happy you're home!

Oh. Me, too, sweetie.
Me, too.

You know what? I'm hungry.
Let's get some ice cream.

- Well, I guess we had our moment.
- Yeah.

It's Uncle Gambi.

Thanks for coming over.

Anissa told me what you did.

Did she tell you
about the self-driving van?

I'm really proud
of the self-driving van.

Do you think the ASA
bought your hologram move?

For now.

Jefferson, I...

Look, I don't know how things
are going to be, moving forward.

I don't expect you
to forgive me.

I might not be able to.

But I still can't forget
what you've done for me.

For my family.

I want to find a new balance.

Somehow.

Okay.

Just let me know
what you need from me.

I need you to help me
save those children.

Revelations that renowned Garfield
High Principal, Jefferson Pierce

was framed by Freeland PD
Deputy Chief Cayman.

He has been
completely exonerated,

while Cayman and his cohorts
are in custody.

We go live now to the
Freeland PD press conference.

This is a new day in Freeland.

For years, good folk have suffered
from over or under-policing,

from police brutality
instead of public safety,

and from corruption
rather than professionalism.

I am of this community,

from this community,
and devoted to this community.

With the support
of the Police Chief,

I embrace my new role
as Deputy Chief.

And I promise
the people of Freeland

a better police department.

So, Gambi, you're the eldest.

Lead us?

We are thankful for the
companionship that warms our hearts,

for the food that we're about to
eat that will nourish our bodies,

and we're thankful for your eternal
protection which maintains our souls.

Amen.

Amen.

Let's eat.

Here you go.

Thank you.

Yes.