The Boys
Season 5 – Episode 6
Episode title: Though the Heavens Fall
Original release date: May 6, 2026
Episode plot: The Deep records a promotional video for Vought’s new oil pipeline. Noir, resentful over Deep’s murder of Bourke, sabotages the pipeline, causing a massive oil spill that devastates the surrounding sea life. Deep retaliates by killing Noir. Meanwhile, Sage incapacitates Ashley and has Bashley read Soldier Boy’s mind. Upon being told by Bashley he has a lead on V1, Sage defects. Once the Boys produce more of the virus, Hughie and Annie attempt to plant it at one of Homelander’s churches but are thwarted by Oh Father. The Boys then contact the Legend to learn Bombsight’s whereabouts. He directs them to Golden Geisha, Bombsight’s former lover, and they use her as bait with Sage’s assistance. When Bombsight arrives to save her, he is ambushed by Soldier Boy. After an intense brawl, Bombsight gives Soldier Boy V1 in exchange for the latter depriving him of his powers and immortality. Despite Sage’s predictions, Soldier Boy hands over the V1 to Homelander, who injects himself with it as the Boys look on helplessly.
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Transcript
Note for Students & Writers: This transcript is archived here for educational purposes, critical analysis, and screenwriting study. All rights belong to the original creators.
[♪ Dean Martin sings “Ain’t That a Kick in the Head”]
♪ How lucky can one guy be ♪
[sniffing]
♪ I kissed her and she kissed me ♪
♪ Like the fella once said, “Ain’t that a kick in the head?” ♪
♪ The room was completely black ♪
♪ I hugged her and she hugged back…
Thanks for visiting VMC Theaters, where it’s always a super day for the movies.
[soda machine fizzing]
Hey! I see you putting Fanta in the water cup, you little bastard.
You got to pay for that!
Dude.
Hmm?
You were supposed to refill the popcorn machine an hour ago.
I was just gonna do it.
[muttering]
Relax.
[sniffs]
Ooh!
You know what this smell reminds me of?
Miriam Liebowitz.
I met her at a B’nai B’rith Purim carnival.
And, uh…
I shoved my grogger up her hamantashen, if you catch my drift.
We fucked.
Just don’t forget to clean out the nacho cheese spigot.
Yes, boss.
[sighs]
Hey, thanks for visiting VMC Theaters, where it’s always a super day for the movies.
Can I interest you in one of our new Deep popcorn buckets?
Chet Vanderbilt, huh?
Yes.
It’s my totally legit and believable real name.
You’re a hard man to find.
Well, can you blame me?
Vought would bury me under all the fucking dirt that I got on them.
So maybe you don’t get a job at a Vought movie theater?
What, and leave show business?
Hmm.
We need to talk.
♪ Ain’t that a kick in the head? ♪
Tanner, I’m going on a break!
[gentle music playing]
[Firecracker] We come to VMC Theaters
to laugh, to cry,
to see our biggest heroes on the biggest screens.
And to get a complimentary Deep popcorn bucket with every large combo meal.
Because we need that, every dang one of us, the indescribable feeling we get when the lights go down and we go someplace we ain’t never been before.
In here, we’re not just entertained…
[Mother’s Milk] We’re looking for one of your old bump buddies.
Bombsight.
[Firecracker] But somehow…
[The Legend] Wish I could help.
Our noses haven’t crossed in years.
Heard he got clean.
Still, you got to be able to get a message to him.
Nah. Even if I could, which I can’t, uh, he-he’s not a shitbag bear you want to poke.
If we don’t get to him first, Homelander’s gonna get the V1 that we’re pretty sure Bombsight’s holding.
Wait, wait, V1?
We destroyed all those doses.
Are you shitting me?
[sighs] What nudnik told Homelander about V1?
Doesn’t matter.
Point is, Homelander finds it, it’s game fucking over.
Aw, Marvin.
A year ago, I-I had a good thing going.
My penthouse was paid off.
I got the best table at Elaine’s on two minutes’ notice.
And then Homelander starts his fucking purge, my accounts are frozen, I’m living off day-old Noir Nuggets out of the freezer here.
You getting to a point?
My point is, I’m full of shit sandwich, thank you very much.
[orchestral music playing]
Let me make this clear.
You either help us or I cut your fucking balls off.
Y-YYYou sound like Butcher now, you know that?
[chuckles] It’s not a great look for you, kid.
Having said that, I…
I do still need my balls for stuff.
All right.
Fuck it.
I guess we’ll poke the shitbag bear.
[Sage] Hopefully the 35th try is the charm.
Hmm.
[groaning]
[groaning continues]
[flatulence]
[flatulence]
Hey. You wanted to see me, boss?
[yelling]
Is he supposed to be bleeding out of his ass like that?
Ideally, no.
[Deep] Yo, you guys seen Firecracker?
[flatulence]
She was gonna come on the pod.
Firecracker’s moved on to a better place.
Orlando?
[yelling continues]
Oh. Oh, sh…
Shit. Oh, no.
Yeah.
Why? What happened?
[flatulence]
We just don’t have any more room in the boat for, uh… nonbelievers.
I’m on th– I like boats.
Me and boats are like that.
Sir, I…
I believe in you, sir. I–
Which is why we have an important job for you.
Some protestors have blocked a new Vought Petroleum pipeline in the Bering Sea.
Right. The one in Africa.
Just off the coast of Alaska.
Anyway, when we announce Homelander as our lord and savior, the Saudis are gonna… feel some big feelings.
OPEC will completely cut off the supply of oil to the United States.
We need that pipeline fully operational and those protestors gone.
Gone. [clicks tongue] I got you.
No. Uh, you will shoot a PSA announcing the pipeline is safe and fish love it.
You know, it’s just that fish… they don’t love pipelines.
In fact, they kinda fucking hate them.
Mm.
Thought you were on the boat.
So what’s more important, Homelander or some fucking grouper?
Homelander. Homelander, of course.
Yeah. [clears throat] I’m on it.
I can’t seem to replicate the V1 formula.
I’m sorry.
There’s no way Frederick Vought is smarter than you.
Keep swinging. You’ll get there.
[flatulence]
[♪ Hozier sings “Take Me to Church”]
♪ My lover’s got humor…
[Oh Father] Once there was a revolutionary who roamed the hood, challenged the Man.
They called him a loced-out troublemaker.
But he wasn’t making trouble.
He was teaching love.
For America.
Come Home, as our very own American prophet Homelander delivers his weekly sermon, streaming live every Sunday.
Come Home to the Democratic Church of America.
We can’t do this.
Just… just fucking…
No.
I told you, Hughie, soon as the germ is ready, we go.
And according to Frenchie, it’s ready.
[Frenchie] Oui, Monsieur Charcuter.
But I beg you…
You got a way in?
[Annie] I snuck in and out of that church more times than I can count as a teenager.
Timer set?
Twenty-four hours.
[spritz]
Aye.
Good.
Stick it somewhere close to the altar.
Nice and quiet-like.
Then, right in the middle of Homelander’s “lead us into temptation, deliver us from evil” bollocks, it’ll spray a fresh pine scent and a big dose of kill juice.
Cunt drops dead forever and ever.
Amen.
You don’t have to enjoy it so much.
Oh, I beg to differ.
I am just asking you to wait for a little bit longer.
We can still get the V1–
Yeah.
And so can he.
That’s a risk we can’t take.
We’re out of time, mate.
Right?
[door opens]
[Mother’s Milk] Surprise, surprise.
[door closes]
Butcher.
I’ve had anal warts I’ve been more excited to see.
Ah, so your head’s still up your own ass, is it?
Let me ask you, did you pay extra for this dead raccoon smell?
Closest hideout we had to you.
Starlight.
[chuckles] Well, what a pleasure indeed.
You remind me of a young Ursula Andress.
Ah.
Timeless beauty.
She pissed on me once.
Ugh.
[Hughie] Yeah. He’s a charmer.
Um, but you can help us find Bombsight?
Yeah, well, see, that’s– Okay, that’s-that’s the trick.
Uh, if Bombsight doesn’t want to be found, you can’t– you can’t find him.
So what you got– You got to go sideways.
You got to go through his lady, Golden Geisha.
Golden Geisha?
[Annie] That name doesn’t sound racist at all.
Golden Geisha had a very steamy fuck scene with Erik Estrada in Operation: Orient.
Very progressive for the day.
But, hey, if anybody can get a message to Bombsight, yeah, Goldie can.
And where can we find the old slag?
Well, Goldie’s had some health issues lately.
She moved into the Villages.
Vought Villages?
Mm-hmm.
[Annie] It’s a retirement home for Supes.
[Mother’s Milk] Well, if it’s Vought, then they have tight security. Think you can get in and keep a low profile?
Does the Pope shit in the woods?
I want to come. Can I come?
[The Legend] Oh, yeah. It’ll be a treat for you.
See what real stars look like.
[Butcher] All right.
You two sort the church.
We’ll have a word with Geisha, see if we can find that V1 before the caped cunt.
Happy, guv?
Um…
[Butcher] Yeah.
He’s happy. All right.
Let’s get cracking.
Hey. Guys.
I need you to promise me…
We will find that V1, petit Hughie.
I promise you.
[door opens]
[Sage] We had a deal.
[Ashley] One, I was drunk.
Two, I never agreed to shit. She did.
Reading Homelander or Soldier Boy’s minds?
If I wanted to commit suicide, I’d asphyxiate myself.
At least then I’d get off first.
And, oh, yeah, there’s the tiny little detail of you trying to bring on the fucking apocalypse.
I offered you a spot in my bunker.
I’m V.P.
Do you know how bad it would look if the world ended on my watch?
I need to know if you’re in or if I need to move to plan B.
How ’bout Plan Go Fuck Yourself?
[chuckles] Okay.
Mm. People are so predictable.
Plan B it is.
[gasps]
[grunting]
[shushing]
[muffled protesting]
[groaning]
[muffled] What did you do? What are you doing?
[grunts]
[panting]
Okay.
What the fuck?
What did you do?
Chloroform. Quiet.
[knocking]
[agent] Madam Vice President, is everything all right in there?
Apocalypse or no, I need your help.
Uh…
Homelander cannot become immortal,
so send the agents away.
[agent] Madam Vice President.
Uh…
I’m fine!
I’m fine. I just… stubbed my toe.
Walking around, as people do.
[agent] Do you need assistance?
No! Nope. I am all good.
So just stand down and stand by.
[agent] Confirmation code?
Ginger Snap.
[sighs]
You don’t think they could tell?
No, no.
You did good.
Okay.
All you have to do now is be in the room and read Soldier Boy’s mind.
[clattering]
[clanging]
I’ll take care of the rest.
[sighs] Fuck.
[indistinct chatter]
I don’t care how they did things on the reservation.
You’re in the big city now.
Here, I’m the chief.
Me smell smoke.
That’s crazy.
I don’t smell anything.
[secretary] Sir!
There’s a fire at the old mill!
You know what, you’re gonna do all right here…
Chief.
Great Spirit say let’s get rolling.
[retro theme music playing]
[Kimiko] What is that smell? It’s like… hand sanitizer and lasagna?
That’s what death smells like.
See the blonde over there?
I fucked her in ’74.
Got me in the Mile High Club.
No plane.
How is this low profile?
I have fucked or have been fucked by 80% of these people.
There is not a pair of loose lips in the bunch.
Not on their faces anyway.
But, yeah, listen, you know me, I don’t like to kiss and tell.
Oh, G-49.
G-49.
[clicks tongue]
Son of a whore.
I need B’s.
Goldie.
Look at you!
Just as beautiful as that triple banger we had in Marsha Mason’s triple-banger.
There aren’t enough rubbers on Earth for me to fuck you again.
Just here to talk.
She with you?
[Kimiko] Kimiko.
Hi. Wow, uh, I’m a fan.
Big fan.
Huge fan.
Always knew you had yellow fever.
Baby, I got all kinds of fever.
I’m the United Colors of Fever.
[Kimiko] I don’t want to fuck him.
He is old and disgusting. [chuckles]
Okay, you know I can hear you when you say that, right?
What the fuck do you want?
We need to talk to Bombsight.
Get out.
[The Legend] Goldie.
Come on.
Don’t “Goldie” me.
You come in here and you bring him up?
Well, listen, there was a time you and Bombsight were tighter than Woody and Mia before Soon-Yi.
You must have a number at least.
Well, I don’t.
Haven’t seen him in years.
So kindly fuck off.
I have a game to win.
They bothering you, Goldie?
No, we’re not bothering anybody.
[Golden Geisha] Yes,
they really are.
[Kimiko] We wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t important.
[The Legend] Okay! All right!
Take it easy there, Hot Flash.
[Kimiko] So Geisha told me to eat her golden ass.
I dined at that establishment back in ’78, and the service was great.
[Butcher] The old bat’s nearly 80 and you can’t make her talk?
We were surrounded. They might be old, but they still have powers.
I didn’t want to hurt a bunch of old people.
[Butcher] Well, that’s just the thing, isn’t it?
They aren’t people, are they?
Look, if she won’t get on board, we wait till she’s alone.
Yeah.
Asleep in her room. Nip in, grab her, chuck her in the van.
Take her someplace quiet, make Bombsight come to us.
[The Legend] No, no, no, no.
Absolutely not.
You lay a finger on Goldie, Bombsight’s never gonna help you.
Oh, bollocks.
As soon as he twigs she’s in trouble, he’ll come running.
Those are my friends in there. And I know you, Butcher.
Th-There’s no way this doesn’t end bloody.
A week from now, all them geezers will be pushing daisies anyway.
The fuck does that mean?
What did you…? Marvin, talk some sense into him, would you?
Butcher’s the only one making any sense right now.
[vehicle doors closing]
What has happened to you, kid?
It’s like you gone crazy.
The whole world’s gone crazy.
I’m just catching up.
Go fuck yourself.
Go back to buttering popcorn.
Better than turning into whatever the fuck you’re turning into.
Pathetic.
Great news, my fellow eco-warriors.
Vought Petroleum has an all-new offshore pipeline in Alaska that will bring patriotic energy independence to our proud nation.
Isn’t oil bad for the environment?
[chuckles] No.
Oil is all-natural and organic.
It comes from the Earth.
And if we don’t use it, then all those dinosaurs will have died for nothing.
And my coral friends just can’t wait to build their reefs on the new pipeline, which will provide low-income housing for our most vulnerable fish communities.
And, most importantly, I swam down there and inspected the pipeline personally.
It’s completely safe.
And you have the Deep’s Green Guarantee on that one.
[urinating]
[zipper closes]
Okay.
Good to go.
Hey, do you think… we could wait here for a few minutes?
[Hughie] Okay, so that one?
[Annie] Mm-hmm.
It’s like a rabbit
but it’s got way too many feet.
Really?
I see a frog eating a dick.
This is definitely in my top five.
Top five what?
Things to do with you.
You’re saying that like… this is the last time we’re gonna get to do this.
Hey.
Listen to me.
The guys are gonna find Bombsight, they’ll get the V1.
You’re not dying.
We will have plenty of time to look for filthy shapes in the clouds.
God, I don’t know where it comes from.
This… unshakeable hope.
Whenever I’d get upset as a kid, which was a lot… my dad would always say, “You know, son, life is ten percent what happens to you and 90% how you react.”
And that was infuriating.
But then I spent a year in an internment camp, and I had no control over anything.
I’d just lay there at night, just… so fucking angry, hearing my dad’s voice in my head.
But then I finally understood what he meant.
‘Cause the only thing I had left was… hope.
And it is really fucking hard to hang on to, but I…
I’m trying.
I think… you might be low-key the strongest person I know.
I’d prefer high-key…
[chuckles]
…but thank you.
Mmm.
Look, it’s-it’s Big Bird eating a dick.
You see an unsettling amount of dicks up there,
I’m just saying.
Mm-hmm.
[chuckles softly]
Why am I on a call sheet for some church bullshit tomorrow?
Someone has to cover for Firecracker.
Unless you’re too busy helping Homelander find V1.
We’re nowhere on the V1.
Huh. Really?
Nothing but dead ends.
Well, keep me posted.
Makeup is gonna need you in the chair 6:00 a.m.
They can feather my nut hair.
I’m busy tomorrow.
[door closes]
Holy fuck.
The inside of his head, that was terrifying.
I’m not kidding. I think I just shit Ashley’s pants.
They have a lead on V1?
Yes. Some guy named Bombsight who Soldier Boy hates.
Homelander has all of Crime Analytics looking for him.
With orders not to tell you.
And where’s Soldier Boy’s head in all this?
You were right. He’s thinking about helping Homelander.
Like, he-he’s kind of proud of him but h-he doesn’t want him to know that he’s proud of him?
So what’s the plan?
Don’t worry.
Saw this coming a mile away.
It’s handled.
By the morning, V1 will be toast.
Where are you going?
Got to cut my tracking chip out.
Never coming here again.
It’s time for phase three.
Wait, but what should I…
[door opens]
A-Are you really just leaving me here?
Fuck.
[old-timey music playing]
What’s got you looking blue, little lady?
Gee, Bombsight, it’s just, Henry’s noticed that I’ve put on a few pounds.
Gettin’ hefty, are you?
You must not be using Vought Brand Weight Control Tablets.
Just take one with breakfast, or better yet, instead of breakfast!
Our patented methamphetamine formula will melt away that ugly belly fat and give you pep in your step.
[Mary-Beth] Thanks, Bombsight! Henry will be thrilled!
[Bombsight] You bet he will.
Shit.
Hey, Goldie.
Night night.
[Golden Geisha sighs]
[grunting, panting]
[old-timey music continues]
[mysterious music playing]
♪ ♪
Not so fast, white man.
This one’s for you, M.
Fuck you.
[♪ Chic sings “Le Freak”]
♪ Ah, freak out ♪
♪ Le freak ♪
♪ c’est chic ♪
♪ Freak out ♪
[grunting]
♪ Have you heard about the new dance craze? ♪
Stop.
♪ I’m sure you’ll be amazed ♪
♪ It’s called Le Freak…
[screaming]
[choking]
♪ Ah, freak out ♪
No! You’ll kill him!
♪ C’est chic, freak out ♪
[Kimiko cries out]
♪ Just come on down to the 54 ♪
♪ And find a spot out on the floor ♪
♪ Ah, freak out ♪
What is taking you so long– Oh.
[groans]
[Soldier Boy] You sure this is the right address?
[Homelander] I’m sure.
Well, there’s no sign of Bombsight… or fucking anyone.
Maybe Crime Analytics got a bad tip.
[moaning over video]
[Homelander] Come on, rub it. Rub it with your stump.
Oh, yeah, just like that.
[Stormfront speaking German]
[Homelander] Oh…
[Stormfront continues in German]
[squishing]
[laptop closes]
What the fuck was that?
I can explain.
That was Clara. You told me she killed herself.
She did. After Ryan did that to her.
It’s his fault.
So then, what, you locked her in your apartment
like some kind of amputee fuck doll?
No.
And filmed her for kicks?
No. No. No!
It wasn’t like that. I did…
I did everything I could to-to keep her alive, to-to make her happy– [grunts]
[Homelander groans softly]
[sniffles] Just listen to me.
Okay, it wasn’t all like… that.
I couldn’t let her go.
I didn’t know how.
Because I loved her.
And so did you.
You’re goddamn right I loved her.
She wouldn’t want us fighting over her–
Don’t fucking tell me what she would want.
You knew her for five minutes, I was with her for decades.
Hold-hold-hold on.
This-this is a setup.
Someone’s trying to separate us.
This has been plan–
Fucking Sage.
It’s Sage.
You see?
She’s trying to screw with us.
Oh, come on. I can’t find the V1 without you.
Good.
You don’t deserve to live forever.
[suspenseful music playing]
[beeps]
[sighs] Security cameras are looped.
[Annie] Who are they?
It’s almost every psychic in the country.
What the fuck does Homelander want with all of them?
[distant voices]
♪ ♪
[Annie] Oh, my God.
It’s Firecracker.
[whispering] Jesus.
I mean, it had to be Homelander, right?
You’d think I’d feel relieved, but I just feel sad.
I mean, she’s a human being.
Maybe that’s why Homelander killed her.
[line rings]
[modem trilling]
That a fuckin’ fax machine?
Yeah, it’s the last of the numbers she had for him.
Oi. 23 fucking numbers you had for Bombsight, and they’re all fucking shite?
Do you know how to delete them?
I was telling you the truth.
I have no idea where Bombsight is, or how to reach him.
So just let me go.
Kimiko, keep an eye on her.
Fuck do we do now?
Fetch us some pliers and put the screws to her.
She knows more than she’s lettin’ on.
Or she doesn’t.
I’m sorry, but she’s not that good of an actress.
He’s right.
Ooh, I know, the villain switching sides in the final hour?
What a twist, a shock that never happens.
But unclench those assholes, fellas. I’m here to help.
I’m a free agent now. I came alone.
You can shoot me in the heart whenever you like.
That’s a good idea.
That would go against our mutual interest.
Which is?
Stopping a petulant, laser-eyed narcissist from also becoming immortal.
I want him dead as much as you do.
You spent the last couple of years building Homelander up.
And now you want to tear him down?
Why the fuck should we trust you?
You can’t trust me. Honestly, you shouldn’t.
But you will.
And why would we do that?
I know Campbell and Starlight are headed to plant your little virus.
You can trace anyone, if you know what to look for.
And you baboons, you leave a trail of banana peels wherever you go.
I could have stopped you, I could have killed you, but I didn’t.
That virus is gonna wipe out the fuckin’ lot of you.
And you don’t strike me as the suicide type.
I will be in my nice, quiet bunker, reading Wittgenstein in peace.
That is, unless that bleached blonde baby gets his hands on V1 and survives.
You must have realized by now granny out there has no clue how to contact Bombsight.
But I do.
And I can get him here.
So, let me help.
Earlier today, there was a catastrophic failure of a Vought Petroleum pipeline resulting in a significant amount of crude oil spilling into the Bering Sea.
[reporters clamoring]
Sorry, I’m just shaking off a migraine.
But your mind is still an open book, Chad.
Yes, the spill was larger than Deepwater Horizon.
[reporters clamoring]
Much larger.
No, Jimmy, we don’t know when the rupture will be sealed.
I’m hearing weeks, at least.
And yes, this pipeline was Deep’s baby.
Rest assured, he’s got the situation completely under control.
I can’t breathe! I can’t breathe!
[gasps, groaning]
[panting, groaning]
Jeremy? No!
No, no, no!
No. Jeremy.
No, no. No, no, no, no. He’s not breathing. No.
[muttering]
[grunting]
Jeremy.
[coughing]
Jeremy? Can you hear me?
[coughs] We know, Kevin.
We know it was you.
[dramatic music playing]
[gasps]
♪ ♪
Why are you so certain Bombsight will come here?
If I sent you a picture of Kimiko tied up, you’d hop here as fast as your froggy little legs could take you.
Park Geisha over there, and keep an eye on her.
[wheelchair squeaking]
I wanted to say… I’m very sorry about this.
I watched every episode of Undercover Geisha when I was a kid.
I loved it, even the parts that were ridiculous, racist stereotypes.
It meant so much to see someone who looked like me on TV.
We watched with Japanese subtitles. It’s how I learned English.
If you’re such a big fan, let me go.
Désolé, but we cannot.
Not until we get the V1 that Bombsight possesses.
Wait, that’s what you’re after?
V1?
[laughing]
What-What’s so funny?
I’ll tell Bombsight to just give it to you.
I sure as hell don’t want it.
He stole the V1 for you, so you two could be together forever.
But you didn’t take it.
I said no.
Which is why he left.
I guess, for him, watching me get old was too painful.
I’m sorry, I do not understand. Why won’t you take it?
To live forever?
It’d be torture.
[scoffs softly]
You’re both so young. You wouldn’t understand.
Maybe I would.
Summer is only beautiful when you know winter is coming.
[sentimental music playing]
Is this how you feel?
Annie and I talked about it.
We’d have to…
We’d have to watch you and Hughie waste away.
Neither of us wants to die, but… we don’t want to be vampires, either.
♪ ♪
I’m sorry. I hadn’t, um…
It’s okay.
We’re both willing to do it anyway.
For you.
Jesus Christ.
[Annie] Yeah, that’s pretty much what he was going for.
[bag unzipping]
Do I even need to say be careful?
It’s okay.
It won’t go off until the timer does.
I think.
[Annie sighs]
[beeps]
[Oh Father] Starlight…
[door closes]
I was wondering who befouled the security cameras.
Hi, Aaron.
It’s been a while.
The Lord is working in His most mysterious ways this evening.
I didn’t think I would ever see you in a house of worship again.
Yeah, well, I didn’t think I would ever see you meat-riding Homelander so hard, but… I guess we’re both just full of surprises, aren’t we?
I take it you’re not here to repent.
No.
I’m here to… to talk sense into an old friend.
You did that for me, do you remember?
When, um… [chuckles]
Alex and I were gonna get those matching tattoos and you talked us out of it.
A tramp stamp crucifix is a bit of a mixed message.
Especially on a shit-faced 15-year-old.
But if memory serves, you weren’t so grateful at the time.
Yeah, you know, it’s hard to hear that you’re making a mistake you could regret for the rest of your life.
But… I…
God, I wanted your approval so badly back then.
You know, you were like a cool older brother that I never had.
And you weren’t cynical, like Ezekiel.
You… you believed.
I still do.
In Homelander?
Come on, Aaron.
You know, I started preaching when I was nine years old, in that moldy tent in Greenwood.
And people would come and… beg me to pray for them, heal their illness, look after their children, get them a job.
And I raised my hands in prayer for each of them.
Those prayers went unanswered.
Nobody was listening.
God checked out.
Homelander is standing in front of us.
He’s not asking for blind faith.
And when I talk… when I talk, he listens.
God is supposed to be selfless.
Okay? Homelander…
Homelander doesn’t care about anyone or anything outside of himself.
Maybe imperfect, but he… he brought this church up out of ruin.
He fights back against the secular forces corrupting this nation.
He killed Firecracker, and you’re delusional if you think he won’t turn on you.
Firecracker was a nonbeliever, she brought his wrath upon herself.
I am not afraid to stand before Homelander’s judgment!
But you didn’t sneak in here to argue about dogma, did you?
Oh, Annie, I am sorry.
I really did like you.
[muted screaming]
[Annie groans]
[groaning]
[muted screaming]
[high-pitched ringing]
[groaning]
[Hughie] Stop.
You know what this is?
I open it, you’re dead in 30 seconds.
So is Annie.
No.
She already took the antidote.
You didn’t go to all this trouble just to waste that on me.
No… but I will.
Unless you let her go.
Don’t be a stranger, Annie.
Room for everyone in our flock.
[newsman] Authorities are calling it the worst environmental disaster in U.S. history.
[crying]
An estimated 2.5 million gallons of crude oil have already spilled…
Plenty of fish in the sea, bro.
[laughing]
But most of them are fuckin’ dead.
…Vought Petroleum promised a thorough investigation…
You think a fish holocaust is funny, bro?
Uh, yeah. Payback’s a bitch, bitch.
[panting] What’s that supposed to mean?
It means I flew up to Alaska, swam down to your dumb pipeline and punched a hole in it.
It wasn’t even that hard.
That shit is really poorly built.
What? Why?
You killed Adam Bourke, so I killed a bunch of porpoises or whatever.
Now we’re even steven.
[muttering]
I killed one f… I killed one dude!
You killed 1.4 billion fish, motherfucker!
One human being who was a national treasure, asshole.
Not just some stupid fish.
[breathing heavily]
They were my friends.
Sucks to suck, dipshit.
[soundboard voice] Stop, loser, bro-bro-bro!
[Black Noir] So let’s record this stupid fucking thing.
[intense music playing]
[grunting]
[yells]
[grunting]
You were never my bro, bro.
[grunting]
[breathing heavily]
No.
[exhales] Oh, God.
Oh, God.
[door slams]
Hey. Some kid shit on the floor in the men’s room. Again.
[sighs] Terrific.
[laser blasting]
[body thuds]
Bubelah. You might not remember, but we actually met, back-back in the day.
You must have been yay-high, but you know what?
I-I saw greatness in you, even then.
I don’t remember that, Chet.
[scoffs] I did.
Um…
Well, we needed to talk in private.
Okay.
I take it you saw the security footage from the old folks’ home.
And you probably got the very reasonable impression that I’m somehow working with Butcher and them.
Uh, but honestly?
Fuck those guys.
Fuck ’em. I’m on your– I’m on Team You, big guy.
And-and-and, I mean, I’ll gladly tell you any-anything you want to know.
[tense music playing]
Great.
That’s great.
[lighter flicks]
Tell me somethin’.
Hmm?
You got all this figured out.
But you still end up trapped in a bunker eating canned tuna and Chef Boyardee?
Ooh, Crunchwraps, please.
And, uh, solitude… is all I ever wanted.
Since way before Homelander knocked on my door.
It’s… gonna be magnificent.
You’re fuckin’ crazier than I thought.
And I thought you were fuckin’ crazy.
Sorry, are you not working day and night to drop a genocidal virus?
Yeah, but I ain’t gotta enjoy it.
I just gotta do it.
Don’t pretend you’re better than me.
Enjoy it, don’t enjoy it… it’s still mass murder.
Least I’m honest about it.
[rumbling]
Right on cue.
[whooshing]
[dramatic music playing]
Oi, Bombsight, glad you could pop in.
Get the fuck away from her.
Lookin’ pretty spry for a hundred years old.
When you blow your load, is it just a puff of dust?
[Bombsight] You motherfuckers, I’m going to rip every one of you to pieces.
Try it.
And you’ll be wiping your better half’s better half off your fucking face.
Now, how’s about we just cool our jets and you and I have a little chin wag like proper gentlemen.
[Homelander sighs]
[The Legend] Okay. Um…
No one here.
I grant you, it-it looks like that, yeah.
But this-this is their hideout, so I’m sure there’s plenty of clues
all over here.
Oh, come on.
Here you go.
[sighs]
Oh, no, well, this is nothing, but, you know, they have to have left something behind.
You know?
Hmm.
It’s not nothing.
It’s a Taco Bell receipt.
No. This is Sage!
Taunting me.
Okay.
[Homelander laughing]
This makes no sense. This makes no sense.
This makes no sense. [laughs]
You… you said I would get the V1.
You said I’d be a god.
Did I do something wrong? Did I fail you?
I did everything you asked me to.
I gave my boy up.
Please don’t leave me here to just rot.
Don’t– Just let me become nothing, like him?
[sighs]
Please.
Got to assume… the only reason you’re saying all this stuff is you’re… you’re not gonna let me walk out of here alive. Are you?
Yeah.
Okay.
Yeah.
All right, look, kid, I-II’ve been around a long time, and I…
This is just how it goes.
You know, all those old Supes at the home, every one of them had their moment in the sun, and they all thought it was gonna go on forever.
And every one of them got shoved out at the end.
They all got shoved out. All of them.
And I know what I’m talking about.
I did the shoving.
I mean, look at Goldie.
One minute she’s on the set of Undercover Geisha getting finger-popped by Lorenzo Lamas, the next she’s shilling for VoughtAlert necklaces and Activia poop-yogurt.
Geisha sells VoughtAlert necklaces?
Guess you don’t watch your own news channel?
Point is, look, there comes a day I got shoved out, too.
Never saw it coming, did not see that coming.
And I fought it like hell, but in the end, bupkis.
There’s a natural order to things, and the more you fight the inevitable, the more the inevitable just cunt-punts you.
Yep.
You’re not scared of me.
No, I’m not scared of you. I…
I feel for you, kid.
I do.
You’re a fuckin’ whack-job.
But, you know, that’s talent, so… no surprise there.
So, there you go.
Do what you gotta do.
[The Legend sighs]
You can go.
I can go?
Leave.
No words. Just go.
Now. Go.
Now!
Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
[phone clicks]
[line ringing]
[man] How can I help you, sir?
I need the tracking coordinates for a VoughtAlert necklace.
[uneasy music playing]
[Mother’s Milk] Look, all we’re after is the V1.
You hand that over and we all go home happy.
I can’t.
Robbie…
No.
You’ll change your mind.
I’ve watched enough friends get old and die to know, you’ll change your mind.
I’m sorry.
But I won’t.
That doesn’t mean we can’t be together.
We’ve wasted years already.
If I gave it to you, what would you do with it?
We will destroy it.
She is right.
It is a curse.
No.
[Butcher] Listen, mate.
You can sort things out with the missus later, but you ain’t leaving here with that shite.
You think I’m stupid enough to bring it with me?
[Sage] You’re exactly that stupid.
You thought Geisha’s life was in danger, you brought the V1 to save her.
It’s the bulge in your left pocket.
Hmm.
[grunting]
[Kimiko] Hey.
[straining]
Robbie, just give him what he wants.
[exciting music playing]
[bullets ricocheting]
Fuck.
Let’s go.
Please, don’t.
They kidnapped you.
I don’t want anyone else to get hurt because of me.
[grunts]
Hiya, Robbie.
Ben.
The fuck is he doing here?
I texted him.
He’s here to help.
We don’t need that motherfucker’s help.
Those two crackers have been at each other’s throats for 80 years.
It’s their bone, let the old dogs fight over it.
You know how long I’ve wanted to smash in that pretty face?
Buddy, the Queen sat on this face.
It’s a national fucking treasure.
[grunting]
Why the fuck do you trust him?
There’s no one who hates Homelander more right now.
How could you be sure?
Because people are fucking predictable.
[blows landing]
[grunts]
Oh, goddamn it.
♪ ♪
Fuck.
Ooh.
[straining]
♪ ♪
[groaning]
Goddamn it, I hate flying.
Tough skin or not, I can still break your fucking neck.
Ben, stop.
Please.
Goddamn it.
I can’t give it to you.
Goldie doesn’t even want to take it.
Then maybe someday I’ll find someone who will.
You were always gonna fuck it up with Goldie anyway.
You could never hold down a girl.
It was either a smack needle up your dick or–
Having to stand next to you?
You were everyone’s favorite from the start.
Especially Clara.
Everything they wanted us to be, everything they were working towards, they saw it in you.
I fucking hated you for it.
No.
No, I wasn’t everything Clara wanted.
I didn’t know how to be.
But you loved her.
What wouldn’t you give to have her back… forever?
I really fucking hate you.
No shit.
But we don’t have to kill each other.
I can take away your immortality.
And your powers.
You won’t have to live forever alone.
Then you and Goldie can spend whatever time you have left like you want.
Why would you do that for me?
[clicks tongue] I’d do it for the V1.
[pensive music playing]
♪ ♪
[pulsing music playing]
♪ ♪
The fuck is that?
[explosive whooshing]
Come on.
[coughs]
This is the first time I’ve seen my blood in…
I can’t remember.
[whooshing]
[ominous music playing]
[Homelander] Don’t.
I don’t want to fight you.
You know, Clara used to say the craziest shit.
That I was the strongest Supe alive, the “ultimate expression” of what we could be.
But she was wrong.
She hadn’t met you yet.
[eerie music playing]
No.
I don’t understand. He wasn’t supposed to…
It’s impossible.
But you hate me.
I love her more.
And this is what she would want.
[ominous music playing]
[groaning]
[yelling]
Run.
[yelling]
[atmospheric music playing]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
