- Tobias Whale: [upon seeing Black Lightning with the protestors as they sing "Amazing Grace"] No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO! He's supposed to be dead! He's supposed to be dead! Are they singing? They are singing! That's why I hate these church going Negros, always singing and praying, praying and singing! They all want to go to heaven, but don't none of them want to die!
- Jefferson Pierce: [Khalil is walking down the hallway, Jefferson Pierce sees him and calls out to him] Khalil!
- Khalil: Hey Mr. Pierce. Oh, I shaved a tenth off my split today. I think it was that new weight routine you suggested.
- Jefferson Pierce: Oh great to hear it.
- [Pierce puts his hand on Khalil's chest and stops him from walking away]
- Jefferson Pierce: You know that my, uh, concern for you extends beyond the track, right?
- Khalil: Uh yeah. Yes, sir, of course.
- Jefferson Pierce: Good, good. How do you shower?
- Khalil: [Khalil stunned, looks away, then back at Pierce] Uh, umm... uh... Mr. P. I, umm...
- Jefferson Pierce: You got a bar of soap...
- [Pierce cups his hand like he has a bar of soap in it, then motions to Khalil to answer]
- Khalil: Well... well, I wash. Use shampoo... Rinse...
- Jefferson Pierce: [Pierce nods his head] Okay. Then, when you get out of the shower?
- Khalil: Okay, well I don't have a mat, so i step on to my towel to dry my feet.
- Jefferson Pierce: [sighs deeply] So... feet
- [Pierce points to his feet]
- Jefferson Pierce: Legs.
- [Pierce points to his legs]
- Jefferson Pierce: Et cetera.
- [hands moves to his sides]
- Khalil: Yup. Yeah, that... that sounds about right.
- Jefferson Pierce: Hmmm. So the young man who wants to have sex with my daughter, who spends much of his time in locker rooms, dries his fungus-covered feet, before he dries his important parts...
- Khalil: Sir, I...
- [Khalil clearly embarrassed]
- Jefferson Pierce: No, no I'm asking, do you want to give my daughter athlete's foot... in places where athlete's feet shouldn't be?
- Khalil: [Puzzled look on his face] Uh, I don't think so...?
- Jefferson Pierce: I don't think so? Son, the answer is no! And if you don't know that, then maybe you and Jennifer need to slow down.
- [Khalil stands frozen with an embarrassed look on his face, Pierce then turns around and walks away with a smile on his face]
- Tobias Whale: [after impaling the youngster's hand on his desk] You agreed to do this. You said you wanted to move up in the organization, maybe take Lala's place, right?
- Youngster #2: Yes.
- Tobias Whale: Well, I need you to send a message. These are my streets and nobody messes with my streets. Now, stop bleeding on my desk.
- [Youngster pulls the knife out of his hand]
- Youngster #2: Thank you.
- [Tobias Whale and Syonide enter Lady Eve's office. Lady Eve sits at her desk, flanked by two of her men as she writes a note]
- Lady Eve: My grandmother always told me that, if you don't write a thank you note, it's as if the good thing never happened.
- Tobias Whale: [holds up a bag full of money and places it on Lady Eve's desk] This is mine, for all you lost over Lala's stupidity.
- [One of Lady Eve's men takes the bag]
- Lady Eve: Unless you want me to throw that bag at Black Lightning, it doesn't really solve your real problem.
- Tobias Whale: Black Lightning is dead. I killed him my damn self.
- Lady Eve: Tobias, are you a churchgoing man?
- Tobias Whale: No disrespect, Lady Eve, but my life hasn't exactly led me down a spiritual path.
- Lady Eve: Well, I'm going to tell you that the Good Book helps folks stay in line. Then, here comes Black Lightning and they think they don't have to. Take Reverend Holt, for instance. He's planning a march. March. He's gonna lead everybody to the Promised Land and take away our protection money when he gets there.
- Tobias Whale: [chuckles] Can't be that stupid.
- Lady Eve: [chuckles] Well, another pastor realized the risk in that proposal and was smart enough to let me know.
- Tobias Whale: And I thank you for passing that on.
- Lady Eve: What I expect is for you and that girl with death in her eyes to take care of it. I don't mind people believing in God. They just can't believe that they can take back these streets.
- Tobias Whale: Amen, Lady Eve.
- Reverend Jeremiah Holt: Sister Lawanda was one of us. A friend, a mother, and she most certainly was a woman of God. Sister Lawanda fought the good fight, and now she's gone. And all sister Lawanda did was try to save her child.
- Reverend Jeremiah Holt: And the 100 tried to send a message by killing her! They wanted us to stay down, to stay scared, to have the little bit of life they gave us! Well, I'm standin' here tonight to tell ya that we're gonna send the 100 back a message by following sister Lawanda's example! So, I need 100 God-fearing people to march with me! I said, I need 100 God-fearing people to march with me! March with me, so that we can take back our community! So that our kids can live free of the drugs and the violence and all the damage that goes from living in a place that nobody gives a damn about! Stand up! March with me! Stand up if you're gonna march with me! Stand up if you're gonna march with me!
- Inspector Henderson: [as Rev. Holt comes down from the pulpit to go to his office] Look, Reverend, I don't support paying the 100 for anything, but I get that's where we are right now, and I know the police have to do a lot...
- Reverend Jeremiah Holt: Amen, amen, amen, amen, brother. You see, we wouldn't have to pay for protection if half the police department didn't have their hands in the 100's pockets.
- Inspector Henderson: Well, I'm not in the 100's pockets, and good work is being done. Now, we may not get there in the moment, but we will get there in the end.
- Reverend Jeremiah Holt: See, we're gonna put our trust in the power of the Almighty, because we damn sure can't put our trust in you. Got that?
- Jefferson Pierce: Come on, that's not true, Jeremiah. You know it.
- [in Rev. Holt's office]
- Reverend Jeremiah Holt: What, those crooked cops send you down here like the overseer? Put the slaves in check? Huh?
- Inspector Henderson: While you're up in the pulpit with a $25,000 watch on, wiping your forehead with a silk handkerchief, I'm scraping young Black men's bodies off the concrete. The street IS my pulpit.
- Jefferson Pierce: [holds them apart] Billy, okay...
- Inspector Henderson: I wear work shoes. What kind of shoes you wear... Reverend?
- Lynn Pierce: Anissa's not coming.
- Jennifer Pierce: Family dinner's optional?
- Jefferson Pierce: Uh, not for you. You're still our little girl.
- Jennifer Pierce: Well, Anissa not coming sucks.
- Lynn Pierce: Language.
- Jennifer Pierce: Sorry. This turn of events is dispiriting as I wished for her support during this repast.
- Jefferson Pierce: [chuckles] What do you need support for?
- Jennifer Pierce: I've decided I'm ready to have sex.
- [Jefferson chokes on his wine. Jennifer then walks out of the kitchen]
- Lynn Pierce: What did she say?