The Boys

This is my son. Your grandson.

You're a fucking disappointment.

- - Get out of the building! Now!

- Butcher, stop! -

Everything you wanted. He's right fucking there.

And now you blink?

Ladies and gentlemen,

- the vice president of the United States. -

I know exactly what you're thinking. Literally.

Homelander wants more Starlighters arrested.

As long as you're useful,

everything will come up Ashley.

- Oh, my God, Sameer. - Is that Zoe's dad?

You're gonna make us some more of that virus.

- - Kimiko!

You're still working on the virus,

and you want Frenchie.

Homelander's fuming.

He's gonna execute

Hughie, Frenchie, and M in about 36 hours.

We need your help to break them out.

You're fucking crazy.

Mon coeur.

Frenchie.

What was I so afraid of?

- -

- Praise the Lord. - Praise the Lord.

Praise the Lord.

We come together to mourn

- the one and only A-Train. - Amen.

He loved his country,

his God,

but, most of all, his captain.

Homelander, amen.

- Amen. - Amen, sir.

But

our martyred brother in Christ

was struck down

by that jezebel.

That wily emissary of Satan himself,

Starlight.

- - That's right.

Now, you know that ain't no figure of speech, right?

It ain't no metaphors in this house.

Starlight and her minions are literally possessed by demons!

They're spewing vomit!

They're eating babies!

They're turning little boys into little girls with garden shears!

- Lord have mercy! -

But we cast those demons out of this house.

- Amen! - We fight

hellfire with holy fire.

- Mm-hmm. - We fight

- with the ballot box. -

We fight with the ammo box!

- - Matthew 10:34!

"I do not come to bring the peace but a sword!"

You are not here to be blessed!

You are here to do war!

- - Amen!

- Amen! - Amen!

Amen.

Can you feel the Holy Ghost's power?

I said, can you feel the Holy Ghost's power?

- - Then I need you to praise him.

- Praise him! - Praise him.

Praise him for victory.

- Praise him for America. - Praise him!

Praise him for our superheroes.

Hallelujah!

Stand up!

Stand up in the name of Jesus!

My sweet boy.

- Amen! - Amen!

- Amen! - Amen!

- Amen! -

Welcome to the outskirts of Erie, Pennsylvania,

a charming little burg

best known for its staggering amount of fentanyl overdoses.

- - Oh, and, uh,

when you come in here...

keep your mouths shut

or I'll do the fucking lot of you.

- You're still working on the virus. - Not working.

Sorted.

Thanks to this diamond geezer.

I found him not long after that bollocks with Neuman and poor little Zoe.

Well, you lot remember, don't you?

When that cunt Homelander

brutally murdered them in cold blood.

Poor sods.

Didn't stand a chance.

Sameer.

Hi, I'm Hughie. I was friends with Vicky.

I...

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Are you an idiot?

He cut off your leg with a hatchet.

And kept me prisoner. So did you.

You shot me with the virus.

Your leg regrew.

All right, all right, listen.

The only thing that matters is we buried said hatchet

so we could crack on with the godly work of revenge.

And, good news, Sameer's done it.

As of last week, that naughty little bug of his

is finally strong enough to top Homelander.

Well, so we reckon.

We just need a little

dry run.

This thing kills just Homelander?

Or every Supe?

Don't know.

But we'll have a laugh finding out, won't we?

Jesus fucking Christ.

Will it infect humans?

Well, you know, we got to test it.

We're close to Cleveland.

You wish to test it on Rock Hard, non?

I'm glad you're back, mate.

Rock Hard?

A member of Teenage Kix.

Rock Hard is a living mountain.

Nine hundred pounds of walking granite.

Hasn't been seen since his unspeakable acts at the Lincoln Memorial, non?

Oh, he skull-fucked Lincoln in the ear,

filled it with so much hot cum it burst out of his mouth.

Which

makes Rock Hard the perfect lab rat.

Indestructible or nearly,

almost as strong as Homelander,

and no one gives a fuck about him.

So we nip in,

twat him, bring him back here for a dose of kill juice.

Lemon fucking squeezy.

So

let's get cracking.

We got to stop the hate crimes against Supes before they start.

With President Calhoun's Freedom To Be Free Act,

local superheroes can now apprehend Starlighters

before they commit any more violence.

Here you go.

Where'd you get these from?

Just friends. But

they don't need 'em anymore.

So,

how are we gonna do it?

- Do what? - Get the virus away from Butcher.

- We kill him. - No, we're not gonna kill him.

We're not just gonna go along with this, right?

I'm sorry, do we all have amnesia?

Have we forgotten how fucked Butcher is?

He murdered Vicky in front of her daughter.

Now he wants to murder every Supe on the planet, which includes you.

I say we take the virus and we run.

- Or kill him. - Look,

it's 10,000 Supes to save eight billion people worldwide.

That's a good price in any war.

Look, kid.

It's a shit decision, all right? We're not denying that.

But they're out there wrangling people up as we speak.

- We don't have a motherfucking choice. - Yes,

there is a choice, and, no, it's not yours to make.

You're not the one who's going to die.

Right?

Why do you always give in to them?

Kimiko, please.

Wait!

Hey.

So

it's been a tough year.

No. No.

I mean, I have been at Epcot, mostly.

Huh.

Why do you bring it up?

Just your whole vibe.

Ditching Ivy and I at the camp.

You're siding with Butcher. Your hair's different.

Okay, not so much about the hair.

It's just, uh...

Annie,

whatever you had to do

I get it.

It's okay.