Black Lightning

Previously onBlack Lightning...

Mr. Pierce?

What the hell is this place?

A glimpse of the future.

Don't fret.

My filters, they keep the combatant's identity secret.

Fight or get out.

Lynn, how is your sobriety?

I injected myself with Wendy's powers and went out there.

You didn't beat Glimmer, you just traded one drug for another.

You look like trash.

Like you've been partying all night.

No, there's always a comedown when I go to the ionosphere.

Well, how about you stop going up there?

Absorbing that much power has to have some type of consequence, Jen.

I'm fine. I know my limits.

-Are those-- -My pride and joy.

The next generation direct energy gun.

The press calls them the DEGs.

That's not good for Black Lightning.

That's not good for anyone.

Dr. Stewart.

Please do me the honor of joining me for dinner.

I need a favor.

-Your party's already seated. -I'll find her, thank you.

Lynn, something's wrong. I can't move.

It's because you're dying, Jeff.

You've been poisoned.

Poisoned?

Wait, wait, no, you don't have to do that.

Just help me up, we can go get help.

It's okay, Jefferson. Just let go.

Just let go.

It's okay, Jefferson. You can just let go.

You can let go.

-Gotta get up. You can let go.

This is how it was always gonna end, Jeff.

With me on the top,

and your bougie, do-gooder ass under my boot.

I just have one last question.

Do you believe in resurrection?

-Not a go-go fan, huh? -I'm more of an Otis Redding guy.

So where are we at with the DEGs?

You were right.

There's a way to install a design flaw in the DEGs

that should delay their rollout.

But are you sure you want to do this?

The servers estimate that these new DEGs

will explode 37% of the time.

It's a risk we're gonna have to take.

The Freeland PD is days away from receiving their first shipment of DEGs.

And until I can figure out a way to neutralize them,

delaying Monovista's rollout is the only way

I can protect Jefferson and the girls.

So can you do it?

Can you install the design flaw?

Is Kid 'n Play too hype?

The answer is yes, Gambi.

I just need a couple of minutes.

What's up, Mr. Jefferson?

TC, maybe you should work on that in your room.

Thanks, buddy.

I'm guessing Lynn didn't come clean.

It's been three days, Gambi. Three days and nothing.

How could Lynn have dinner with Tobias Whale?

Why would she hide something like that from me?

Jefferson. Lynn has been kidnapped,

tortured, even killed to protect your family.

Don't you think you should give her the benefit of the doubt?

No.

No, I don't know if I could ever trust her again.

She hid her Glimmer addiction from me,

shooting herself up with powers, and now Tobias.

-What else is she hiding? -I don't know!

But I am sure Lynn will tell you about Tobias

when she's ready.

But in the meantime, I think you should just leave it alone.

-Ah... -At least for a little while longer.

Fine.

Fine. I will leave it alone. For now.

Now, what are we gonna do about Tobias?

We have to get him off the streets

before he does whatever he's planning to do.

I have been tracking Tobias Whale's every move

-ever since he returned to Freeland. -Okay, and?

Nothing. Everything he's done since he came back

has been completely above board.

Oh, come on, we know it's an act.

It's Tobias we're talking about here.

Eventually, Mr. Tobias Whale will slip up.

But for now, he's untouchable.

Yeah, we'll see about that.

Well, well.

I see you found your knock off Joey Toledo and Syonide.

Can you two give us a second, please?

Have a seat, Jefferson.

No.

No. I think I'll stand.

Let me rephrase.

Sit your weak monkey-ass down

before all the people of Freeland learn that the Pierce family

is the chocolate-covered Incredibles.

So to what do I owe the pleasure of this unexpected visit?

I saw you here with Lynn.

What you saw is two colleagues having dinner,

discussing a possible business venture.

But you knew that already.

Unless Lynn didn't tell you.

Stay away from my family.

You and Dr. Stewart have been divorced for, what?

A decade now?

She's not family, sir. She's a baby mama.

Which means she can do whatever she wants

with whomever she wants.

Including me.

What's the matter, Jeff? Can't keep a charge?

I hear that happens to men your age.

Though there's medicine to fix that.

You got all of these people fooled,

with your big talk and your large donations.

But, like I said before, I know who you are.

As you should by now.

I'm the man who promised to take away

everything you loved in the world.

And unlike most of you hapless negroes,

I'm a promise keeper.

Thank you, sweetheart.

You can stand now, Jeff.

This isn't over.

Well, it damn sure feels over to me.

Oh, and Jeff?

Only if you can,

give my love to Lynn.

-I could have carried you, you know. -Oh, yeah, yeah.

But who thought of it first? Me.

-Shonda, close door. Yes, my queen.

I see some things haven't changed.

Oh, Lord. Are you really about to start on me with Shonda already?

We just got home.

All right, all right.

-Well, we'll talk about emancipating Shonda later. -Okay.

Right now, I just want to run upstairs,

grab a shower, change into my favorite pair of pajamas.

Um... Um...

About that,

your pajamas are in storage with all your other stuff.

-I'm sorry. -Anissa, you don't have to be sorry.

I was in a coma for a year, what else were you supposed to do?

Let's just go to storage and grab my stuff later this week?

Yeah, that sounds like a plan.

Great.

'Cause I kind of miss my reading chair.

Wait, I thought you were just wanting to grab some clothes.

Yeah, I was, but there's other things I want to grab too,

like the chair, my easel, my comics collection.

Wait, whoa, whoa. Grace. My loft, it already has a vibe

and all that stuff you're talking about

doesn't really fit the vibe in here.

Your loft?

Come on, you know what I meant.

Yeah. I think I do.

Grace! Grace!

Huh.

I must admit. Tobias,

your proposal for the renovation

of Freeland's south side was...

It's impressive.

A rebuilding like this,

it's going to run you, what, $60, $70 million?

Eighty-three to be exact.

But who's counting?

I told you, Mayor. Freeland is my home.

And I want to see it restored back to its former glory.

With that being said, a personal investment of this magnitude

is going to require some assurances.

What kind of assurances?

Well, frankly, Freeland's become a magnet

for random violence.

I just saw on the news the other day

that one of Freeland's finest got beat down by a meta

and wound up in the hospital with a broken hip.

Between the gangs and the metahumans,

no person, no piece of property is safe.

Well, what if I could assure you

that all this is about to change?

Mr. Whale, we're two days away from receiving a shipment

of second generation DEGs from Monovista.

Once Freeland PD's fully outfitted,

we will take the streets back from the gangs.

And those walking science experiments.

I like the way you think, Chief.

I like the way she thinks, Mayor.

Have you given any thought

as to when and where you're gonna announce

the DEG launch?

Oh, yes, my PR team has come up with a few ideas.

But my favorite so far is announce

at a gun buyback event.

I think I may know the exact location

where you should hold the event.