The Boys

I said, how long we gonna be sulkin' about

like some poncy eyeline-wearin' emo twat?

All right, look,

I will say, I lost me bottle a little bit

when I popped you one.

So, um...

sorry?

There, I said it.

We all square?

-(Hughie yelling) Hey, hey, hey, hey!

-Easy, easy, kid. Relax. -I'll fucking kill you!

Fucking hell. Kid's stark ravin'.

-(grunting) -No. No, no, no, no, no, no.

Come on, breathe, breathe.

You mind?

-Fuckin' hell. -Now, breathe.

-Just breathe. Okay? -Okay.

-Okay. I'm fine. -All right.

-All right. -I'm fine.

-(phone rings) What's the ETA?

A team's on the way-- they'll be there in a few hours.

-A few hours? -I'm a civilian,

I can't just push a button anymore.

The target's secure?

No one's seen him?

We're three fucking miles offshore, Grace--

what do you think?

I think if there's a way to screw this up, you'll find it.

Look, I just want me wife back.

I know.

Bring Langley the terrorist, and you'll have her.

Hey, you ever hear

of an old Supe called Liberty?

The fuck's that got to do with anything?

I'm not sure yet.

How's your crew holding up?

Yeah, all good.

Uh, we are having a few laughs here, I'll tell ya that.

The target is

the girl's brother?

Yeah, so?

You don't think it compromises her allegiances?

Well...

if it comes to that,

I'll neutralize her.

The compassion you show your team is truly touching.

It was just a figure of speech, mate.

You remember in the camp--

you were so hungry you'd cry all the time

and I snuck into the storage room to steal you rice?

I took care of you.

I still will.

I also remember the time they came after you for stealing.

I said no, it was me, and they broke my hands.

You might be my big sister.

But I protect you too. We protect each other.

You know...

the Americans will torture me.

-I won't let them. -(chuckling, sniffs)

How will you stop them?

Hmm?

You have to let me go.

I won't attack anyone.

I won't hurt anyone.

I'm your brother--

we only have each other now.

Please.

I'm sorry.

I gotta go, man. I'm out.

-(horn blaring) -(jackhammer rattling)

-(bus rumbling) -(siren wailing)

-(gasping) -(sound fades)

(sound resumes, horns blaring, jackhammer rattling)

Breakfast is served. Mmm.

Do you want one or two, buddy?

-Just one. -Yeah, just one.

You want maple syrup?

Um... -Yes, please.

A little more.

Mmm.

Thank you. Love it.

Mm.

This is nice.

-Um, Mama? -Yeah.

Quiero Raisin Bran, por favor.

Sí.

What is that?

That's Spanish.

Monday mornings we have breakfast in español.

Hey, Ryan.

Do you want to stay in here and learn Spanish,

or do you want to come outside and have some fun

with your old man, huh?

BECCA (nervously): I think that he needs to...

Mom, is it okay if I go with him?

Yeah, of course it's okay, right, Mom?

-(rubs hands together) -Come on.

-Sure. -(utensils clatter on plate)

There you go, champ.

You guys fucking ready?

Okay, we pan up, we see Homelander flying

towards Martinez's Miami mansion.

And Martinez make a run for it.

: Octavio, vámonos!

Vámonos, mi amigo!

Octavio accelerates but Homelander

laser blasts out the tires-- bzz...

-Boom! -(tires screeching)

Martinez gets out of the car,

dazed, looks up...

Homelander.

: You're under arrest.

Oh-ho-ho.

And he slaps the handcuffs on Martinez,

the cops take him away,

Homelander turns to the other heroes.

: We should work together more often.

: You mean like a team-up?

: Exactly.

All seven of us.

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

That is the moment

The Seven became...

The Seven.

Rousing music.

Title card: Dawn of The Seven.

Cut to black.

-That is amazing. -Thank you.

Wow, I am very impressed.

Thank you so much.

And, gang, that's just the teaser.

Look, this is not just a superhero...

You look like shit.

Had a big night.

And I want to shoot the whole thing hand-held, right?

very Greengrass, very grounded.

I want to take the audience and literally put them--

boom-- right there in the action.

But what's the plan on Translucent?

That's a great question. Okay, we're gonna take a stuntman,

put him in a jumpsuit and just CG him out.

And... fuck, I don't want to jinx this,

but Lin-Manuel Miranda wants to do the voice.

-I love Hamilton. Oh, man. -The world loves Hamilton!

-Oh, my God, you think he'll do a... Excuse me.

-I'm sorry to interrupt this lovefest, -No, of course.

-I just want to be a part of it. -Understood.

Um, this... (growls playfully)

-Great work. -Thank you so much.

This script is a great start.

Really good bones.

Uh, I just have a few headlines.

Yeah, totally. Listen, we can tweak dialogue

right up to the day of production.

Yeah, it's not really tweaks. It's more...

global.

Okay, yeah. What are we, um...

What are-what are we thinking?

Oh, um, like, uh...

you write all women as either unknowable Hitchcock bitches

or Michael Bay fuck dolls.

I mean, I get that a lifetime of jerking off to Transformers

didn't exactly make you popular with the ladies,

but, um, a little effort would be nice.

You know what I'm saying?

Um, excuse me,