Black Lightning

Previously on Black Lightning...

The Markovian War is coming.

Every meta-human in Freeland is in danger.

Markovians breached the compound.

Put Freeland on lockdown.

There is a clear and present Markovian threat,

and until that is eliminated,

we cannot allow you to leave.

Or you, Dr. Stewart.

I picked this up a few moments ago.

That's Grace.

I'm a reporter for Clap Back News.

You always come to bars lookin' for stories?

I don't usually do this kind of thing.

I'm not judging.

The case belongs to Tobias Whale.

He'll find me if I got his.

Ask him again.

What's in the briefcase?

Odell was sent to Freeland to follow three orders.

Obtain all meta subjects.

Turn the metas into weapons.

And clean the Freeland project of anything and anyone

who could link POTUS to the program.

-I thought you came to kill me? -I did.

Sergeant King.

Your officer is a Green Light user

and a possible meta-human.

King?

The brain chip is in place and it's working.

It hasn't been tested.

This is the test.

Look at you, son.

Nichelle Payne?

How come you don't know your own moth--

How many martial arts do you know?

Wing Chun.

Aikido.

Kali.

Wrestling.

Western boxing.

Judo.

Tae kwon do.

Jujitsu.

Muay Thai.

Silat.

- -

I've mastered 23 different martial arts.

Did you know that...

if you apply enough force at the right angle,

you can snap both the fibula and tibia with one strike?

Or a twist?

Mastering 23 different marital arts seems extreme.

Uh, there's no extreme in war.

And, "To kill the grass you must kill the root."

Pol Pot.

You're quoting someone who killed 10%

of the population of Cambodia?

25%.

Pol Pot killed 25% of the population of Cambodia.

Uh-uh, you ain't gonna creep up in here

like you haven't been out all night.

You're awake.

Of course I'm awake.

You're gallivanting all over Freeland having fun, not checking in.

You don't even have your phone on, Anissa.

How was I supposed to make sure you were okay?

Why are you smiling?

-No, it's just-- -Is this funny to you?

No, no, it's just...

You sound just like Dad.

Well, the next time you think you're gonna be out all night,

why don't you just pick up a phone and send a text?

Let me know you're all right.

-I got it. -Do you?

I do.

Okay, look,

I spent the night with my friend Jamillah.

I promise that the next time I think I'm gonna be out all night,

I'll check in with you and let you know that I'm okay.

-Okay? -Thank you.

That's all I wanted.

Sheesh, come here, give me a hug.

Mmm-mmm. I ain't hugging you.

-I said, come here. -

God, you get on my nerves.

I know, but I'm tired,

please, don't bother me.

Good night.

Good morning.

You see the sun out? And who's Jamillah?

-Good night. -

Oh.

Quiet down.

What is all this about?

Precautions.

Precautions for what?

There's some type of virus going around.

People are getting sick.

-How are you holding up? -I'm a cop in jail.

How you think I'm holding up?

I'm sorry.

It's just...

Whatever is going around, I got it, too.

You want me to get a doctor?

I already seen two.

They have no idea what's wrong with us.

Well, I'm sure they'll figure it out.

I don't know about that.

You know, you could've told me you were a meta.

It wouldn't have changed anything.

No, I couldn't.

Because then you had to choose between helping me

and turning me in.

I would never put you in that position.

Look, I need you to do something for me.

Anything.

In my service locker,

there's a false bottom.

In it, there's a key to a safe deposit box.

I'm sorry.

I saw an opportunity.

They were criminals.

So are you.

I know.

I'm sorry, but I took that money for a moment just like this.

I need you to give that money in that safe deposit box

to my husband.

If you don't, my family will have nothing.

Thank you.

-Oh, man. -Hey.

Oh, I'm having another one.

-Hey, hey! -

We need some help over here. Right now!

Get over here, we need your help in here.

Take her vitals!

Enter.

Hello.

-Sorry to disturb you. -What do you want?

There is a problem at the meta camp.

And, um, I... We need Dr. Pierce's help.

What about what we need?

A virus has broken out.

That's what happens when you pack people

into a high-density environment with inadequate infrastructure.

I haven't stabilized the pod kids yet, and my husband

asked you a question.

This disease is only affecting the metas,

and it appears to be fatal,

so it takes precedence over the pod kids.

If you help me solve this problem,

I will do everything in my power to address your needs.

Mmm-mmm, I don't believe you.

The only reason you're here is because you can't afford to lose more metas.

Yes, that is correct.

And although we disagree, we both want the same thing.

To save these people.

This disease...

is so virulent...

that if we do not find a cure soon,

every meta in Freeland could die,

including your daughters.

So you gonna help me or not?

What are the symptoms?

Authorities are chasing Blackbird

in response to reports that she freed several suspected metas

from the ASA.

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

where ASA commandos have Blackbird cornered.

I'm gonna see if I can get closer.

Dibs.

Do you know who Jennifer Pierce is?

"Dibs"?

-Really? -Yeah.

You're still mourning your dead boyfriend, so...

-Yeah. -Uh-uh, that was unnecessary.

Sorry, but it's true.

-Hey. -Hey, are you Jennifer Pierce?

No, I'm not.

-Who's asking? -I'm Brandon.

I'm new.

I'm getting bussed here because of the occupation,

and I was told to ask Jennifer Pierce for a tour.

Told by who?

Are you Jennifer?

Maybe.

Well, the people at the front desk,

they said no one knows Garfield better than you.

-Is that right? -Yeah.

Follow me.

Hey, what's going on with all the guns?

They're here to keep us safe.

-From what? -

Enter.

We have reason to believe that Dr. Jace is

just outside the perimeter

with Markovian troops.

We've sent several ASA commandos

to do recon, but they were captured.

-Oh, that's too bad. -Luckily...