The Boys

Hi.

Welcome to Endless Pasta Week at Tony Cicero's.

Where the fuck am I?

You're at Tony Cicero's.

No, no. What fucking city am I in?

Uh, Fort Wayne.

The fuck?

You got a bit of paper, something I can write with?

A pen, anything.

: Ah, fuck it.

Yesterday, it closed

at ten percent below its record high,

set last month.

Federal authorities have initiated a multistate manhunt

for William Butcher for allegedly murdering

Vought Vice President Madelyn Stillwell

as well as endangering her infant son, Theodore.

Law enforcement officials have set up a tip line

and are urging anyone with information

regarding the suspect's whereabouts to come forward.

Police are also asking...

("Indé-Structible" by Guizmo playing)

"Boy, girl."

I am sorry.

I do not understand.

All right, I'm off.

Where you going? -Going to meet a contact.

Who?

Someone who can help us find this Supe terrorist cunt.

Who is the contact?

What is their actual name?

-You'll love it. -No, I won't.

I won't love it. I never love it.

I never fucking love it!

Noted.

Not a word from him.

He left us for dead, and now it's like nothing happened?

You're right.

I am sorry.

Sorry that I trusted this lot was smart enough

to save themselves like they've done a hundred times before.

Okay, well, where you been?

Well, technically, I called him back.

He blew up Madelyn Stillwell.

I told you. She was already dead when I blew her up.

Oh. Great. Cool.

Totally. We're just gonna pretend like this is normal?

Like we're fucking lemmings?

Well, who else they gonna follow?

Right.

Hey. You know, my dad,

he had a ball from the '56 World Series.

Signed by Don Larsen himself.

Pitched a no-hitter in Game 5.

Really?

Pretty cool, huh?

Ooh. That's okay. Uh...

You'll, uh, you'll get the next one.

-Yeah. -Yeah!

Yeah, I'll get the next one.

Okay.

Ryan. Use your powers.

What do you mean?

Huh.

I can't do that.

Yes, you can. You're my son.

Has anyone told you what you're capable of?

No.

Well, then it's about time you found out.

Hey, Ryan? Come on. Math time, buddy.

Chapters 12 and 13 in your workbook.

Yeah.

Math, yeah. Sorry, I forgot.

It's your favorite.

Be in in a minute, okay?

You know, when I was his age,

I was breaking the sound barrier.

He can't even throw a fastball.

We thought it was best that he have

as ordinary of a childhood as possible.

We?

-Who's we? -Look,

I just want my kid to be normal.

Well, then, it's a good thing I'm here.

'Cause my son is the furthest fucking thing

on this planet to a normal little boy.

How long are you planning on staying?

Becca, we had a deal.

A deal that is alive and well

and-and running around as free as a goddam bird.

So, let's just

try and be civil, shall we?

Did I get 'em right?

There's...

There's no correct or incorrect answer.

Oh.

What is missing here?

Uh...

Deep, how do you expect to be welcomed back into The Seven

if you can't be honest with yourself?

Carol, if I'm being honest,

I don't know what the fuck you want from me.

Hey, guys.

How's it going?

Can I have a word?

I don't mean to be negative,

but his operating perspective is functionally nonexistent.

: I don't think there's a path here.

Leave it to me.

See, you're just inhibited

by suppressive energy, that's it.

Just got to realign things.

What is it? Shrooms?

Last time I did shrooms was at a Goo Goo Dolls concert

with some poli sci chick from Oberlin.

I guess I'd call it more of a gateway.

Wait. Are you not gonna drink any?

No. Deep, this is your journey.

Who's revving up the girl power in The Seven?

Keep watching, WDCS,

Cleveland's first and best source for local news.

Quiet, please. Going again. On the bell.

-(bell rings) Rolling.

Where should I start? Are you ready

to meet the newest member of The Seven?

See it here first, WFAK.

KMFT. WDCS.

Cut! -(bell rings) -Quiet please. Still rolling.

She's the newest member of The Seven,

and she's taking America by storm.

From Portland to Seattle.

Watch what comes next, KMFT.

Amazing.

Do you need to take a break,

or can we power through the rest?

Let's just power through.

-(camera shutters clicking) -(cheering, indistinct chatter)

Hey, over here! Give us a shot! Gorgeous!

-(camera shutters clicking) -Starlight! Oh!

-Stormfront, over here! -Stormfront, show us what you got!

-We're ready! -(reporters oohing)

-(whooping and cheering) -(laughs)

Okay, ladies,

we have a big day-- domestic outlets until noon,

ten minutes each, foreign until 2:00.

Round tables until 4:00, print one-on-ones until 6:00.

Jesus, if she vibrates any faster,

-that stick up her ass is gonna explode. -(laughs)

-(phone buzzing) -We really should be powering through.

We don't have time.

Hello?

What?

When?

Okay. Thank you.

We're going positive, we're going female,

thoughtful but upbeat.

-Where... What? I gotta go.

-What? No. -I'm sorry. Family emergency.

-Is everything okay? -Maeve,

we've never had three women in The Seven before.

This is a moment. Girls get it done. You are not...!

I have a family emergency, too.

A reading from the Book of Revelations.

"And God shall wipe away all the tears from their eyes,

and there will be no more death."

Today, we say goodbye to Susan Raynor.

For though her body rests, her soul lives on for all eternity.

And one day, you will think of Susan

with joy as well as sadness.

They are two sides of a coin you will carry forever.

And you are blessed to have your family

and your friends to help you carry it.

In the name of Christ. Amen.

You think you can surprise me?

I literally taught you this one.

Hello, Grace.

You promised I'd never see you again.

I promised...

not to come to your house again.

A subtle but important distinction.

I assume you sent the edible arrangement?

Deluxe Bereavement Bouquet

with white chocolate-dipped pineapple doves.

Raynor would have loved that.

Oi, where you going?

There are about two dozen federal officers

in the church next door.

I'm gonna turn you in for the murder of Madelyn Stillwell.

Oh, come off it, Grace. You really think I done that?

You really want me to answer that?

Grace, I know who killed Raynor!

Who?

Okay, well, uh, I don't specifically,

technically have the answer to that, but I know how to get it.

We think Vought killed her for getting too close to something.

Getting too close to what?

Something to do with a Supe terrorist

smuggled into Jersey a couple of nights ago,

-and that is where we start. -(laughing): Honestly,