The Boys

("You Got It All to Give" playing)

-(click) -(music stops)

Obviously, a lot of it's temp.

I love it.

If we're airing on TLC

between My 600-lb Life

and Little People, Big World.

But we're not.

'Cause we're not cheap reality garbage.

Sorry, Courtenay, I thought, um--

I-I was trying to go for something a bit more personable,

-down-to-earth. -Not this down-to-earth.

I need them to look like someone you'd want in the Army.

We here are not fucking Heidi and Spencer.

We are The Seven, James.

And why isn't there anything on Starlight?

She actually hasn't really made herself available to the crew.

Where the hell is she?

Has a heavenly body lost her luster?

Two weeks after Starlight's shocking appearance

at the Believe Expo...

Social media is still buzzing

about her controversial speech.

Was it a breakdown

-or a triumph? -Of course,

my thoughts are with Starlight,

and, uh, I support her in every way.

What I want to know, who's that dude

that stuck his (bleep) in her face?

She should (bleep) that er in the (bleep)hole.

O-kay.

Of everything that I said, that's what they focus on.

Hey. Eye of the tiger.

You and me, we have a Panera gift card to win.

-No distractions. Come on. Ah, good one here.

Before joining The Seven,

which hero led a search-and-rescue team...

-Mm... -Oh, my God. -...after the 1994

Northridge earthquake?

Isn't it your job

to know this kind of stuff?

Eh...

-It's Lamplighter. -Thank you.

Yeah, I had all the trading cards.

Of course you did.

-(chuckles) Hughie?

-Hey. -Where the hell have you been?

After Gary's store,

we all thought that...

Oh. H-Hi.

Uh, Anthony.

Hughie's best-looking friend since fourth grade.

Hi, I'm Annie.

It's nice to meet you.

You look familiar.

-Did you go to Kennedy? -She's, uh,

-new in town. -Mm-hmm. -Fantastic.

So, what are we drinking, New-to-Town Annie?

Mmm.

So, uh, Gretchen Scaramucci...

-No, no. (groans) -...she was bigger

than all the guys. Like,

André the Giant-big. So when Gretchen says

she wants to beat the living fuck out of this guy

for making a crack about her girlfriend...

-Oh, you didn't. -...Hughie gives her

this Clint Eastwood stare, like... (grunts)

-(laughs) -And then, bam, runs,

like Forrest Gump-runs,

five blocks down into a pet store

where he hides behind this jumbo bag

of Kibbles 'n Bits for four hours.

Oh...

I'll be right back.

I know it! I know this!

Surprised to run into you here, man.

Yeah. Same goes for you.

I've been worried, asshole.

Ever since Robin, you...

you weren't answering your phone.

Like, for all I knew, you were chugging Drano.

I'm sorry, man.

Yeah, you should be.

No, really, I-I should've called.

You think?

I'm okay.

Really. I-I just...

n-needed a fresh start.

Fresh start?

Your fresh start is way out of your league.

Um, you know that, right?

I am aware, yes.

Annie's great, man.

Live your life.

That's what Robin would want.

Sync mark. -(beep)

We're good.

-You rolling? And... action.

My grandfather built this place with his bare hands.

He was, uh, an amazing man.

Oh, the old piano.

Every night, Mom would sit here

and she would play some songs and...

I got to be honest, most of the time, me and my dad would be--

we'd be making model planes.

I can almost smell the... silver paint.

I really wish he'd lived long enough

to see me fly with the Blue Angels.

That would have blown his mind.

That's me in the middle.

Love you, Mom, Dad.

Welcome to my bedroom.

The Baseball Hall of Fame, you might call it.

Hasn't changed a bit.

Oh, there they are, the Tigers.

It's my little team.

I played shortstop. Of course,

I couldn't show everything I had.

But... let's just say we, uh--

we-we did a lot of winning.

This is just, um...

Really just, uh--

It's so special to come back.

Hmm.

Uh, I'm sorry,

why is that there?

Sorry?

Who put the fucking blanket on the bed?

Uh, R-Randy Set-Dec, I think.

Who's Randy Set-Dec?

He's-he's over there.

Randy, why?

You fucking asshole.

-Uh... -Amateur fuck.

What just happened?

("Big Shot" by Billy Joel playing)

Samaritan's Embrace,

led by Ezekiel but bankrolled by Vought,

has been shipping Compound V

to 53 hospitals across the country

since 1971 and gift wrapping it...

...gift wrapping it

-as polio vaccine. -Are you telling me

God's not reaching up the twats of American girls

and blessing babies?

Butcher, can you leave God out of this?

H-Hold on, hold on. So, no hero was born?

None of them? They're all just kids dosed with the blue shit.

I mean, even...

Even fucking Starlight.

Do you think-- do you think they know...

what really happened to 'em?

What about Homelander?

Homelander's a black hole.

Never had any public records and never will.

However, every single other Supe--

juiced-up lab rats.

My God.

I'm trying to give

a tremendous fucking TED Talk here, and this...

Frenchie, can you control her, please?

I do not control her.

Do you see what I'm dealing with?

Well, spot on, M.M.

We got Vought for child endangerment, drug trafficking,

and possibly the largest fraud in American fucking history.

Raynor's gonna love it.

You better hope she does...

Uh, hi.

-(snarls) Hughie, no!

No, no, no.

Not if you're attached to that hand, no.

It's okay. Yeah.

Well, you know, all of this, uh, it's...

But it's only part of the story, no?

I mean, what about our petite Lazarus here?

She's not an infant.

And she was injected in a basement, not a hospital.

And there is the small matter of that she rose from the dead.

Well, your feral pixie dream girl ain't exactly dictating

her fucking memoirs, is she, Frenchie?

I'm feeling she's trying to communicate.

I mean, she's been doing this for...

Maybe that means something, huh?

Yeah, maybe they're just fucking chicken scratches.

Let's find out.

Nah, you've been burned.

It's not safe out there for you.

M.M.'s right. You got to fucking stay put, son.

Fantastique.

-All right, I'm off. Okay.

I'll just, uh, keep on Starlight then, right?

Her phone's been tits-up for a week.

You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?