Supervized

Fucking towel.

¶ Happy birthday to you ¶

- ¶ Happy birthday to you ¶ - ¶ Happy birthday ¶

-Oh, thank you, Griffin. - ¶ Happy birthday ¶

- What? - No problem, gorgeous.

- ¶ Happy birthday to you ¶ - Whose is it?

Now you blow.

Yeah, that's... Didn't she used to have super breath that's--

Hurricane Jane, they used to call her.

Do you know her breath was once measured

at 516 miles per hour?

The highest speed ever recorded on

-the Beaufort wind force scale. -Imagine the blowjobs.

No, no, technically, a blowjob is a misnomer

because it involves the creation of a vacuum via a suction

rather than exhalation of air,

which was Hurricane Jane's power.

When he was your sidekick,

how could you resist kicking his ass?

-Oh, self-control, earplugs. -

- How long does this go on? -

Ready? Give us a good blow, sweetheart.

- - That's not nice.

My tatties.

Blow that, Rainbow.

- In your pocket, buddy. -

-Okay, don't. - No, steady, Jerry.

-Glasgow... - Jerry, Jerry.

-...Rainbow. - Jerry.

I can't fucking control it.

Christ, that's,

that's one bollocksed wheelchair.

-Sorry, Windsor. - Oh, that's all right.

Luckily, I landed on my colostomy bag.

Oh, that's really shocking. Sorry.

Look, here at Dunmanor,

we want you to have as much freedom as possible.

And we recognize that your powers

are part of who you are.

But when those powers create an unsafe environment

-for the other residents... -

...it is a concern.

Now the last thing we want is to have to downwardly manage

your powers for the safety of others.

-Downwardly manage my nut sack. -

-Now, now, fellas. - So please,

let's not have any more incidents

like Jerry's act of super incontinence.

Now, on a happier note,

Hero Day is coming around again.

- Yeah? - Whoa!

- - So, a lovely chance

to meet all your many fans.

And this year, we're hoping there'll be an appearance

from one of the world's most admired superheroes.

-Maximum Justice. -Celestro.

Hey.

Oh, fuck that no talent lycra jockey.

Yes, thank you, Raymond. So, hope to see you all there.

Oh, and don't forget your blood tests this weekend

-will be in the Lee room. - Ah.

Dolores, darling, what a pretty blouse.

-No, I will not. -Sorry?

-No, I just meant... -I'm not a lesbian, you know.

- Which means that this year's Hero Day... -

...will be even more exciting for the good folks of Ireland.

One of this year's breakthrough heroes, Celestro,

will be dropping in.

-The celebrated hero... -Oh, come on.

Windsor, do you know where the remote is?

-Yes. -

-Where is it? -What's that?

-The goddamn remote. -Oh, absolutely, Ray.

...we managed to catch up

-with Celestro in the United... -It's there.

-It's there, Windsor. -

You guys can check out my website,

Come over here. Oh, come on.

Hashtag we can all be heroes.

- ...fast as you can. -There, that's more like it. Mm.

Your bicep curl, hammer curl.

Keep your weights in the same position.

Straight up in the air. Bring your elbows down.

Reverse your bicep curl. Bring it down.

A little faster than that. Come on, guys.

Work it, one...

two...

- Pendle? -Yeah?

Prepare to have your ass served up to you

with a side order of loser fries.

You keep saying that.

It ain't never happened yet.

- -Eat my dust, Pendle.

-Hey, hey, hey. -

Super speed.

Super speed. Super speed.

Eat my dust, Maximum Justice.

Yeah!

-Ow. -Yes.

Oh, man.

Man, you almost took my eye out.

I win, total failure.

Now, why did you pick a name like that?

-'Cause you move fast? -Yes, like thunder.

Black Lightning was already taken.

Well, that certainly was some afro you had back then.

Yep. It was like a black thunder cloud.

-Ah. -At least I didn't have to wear

those thigh high boots with all the high heel.

Make you look like some kind of hooker.

-Yeah, yeah, yeah. -

This is bullshit.

-¶ Full of grace ¶ -Ow. Ow.

Ted, it's only a little needle.

-I hate needles. - How is that possible?

Don't you people catch bullets in your teeth?

I had more sensitive abilities.

Shimmy here was only ever a sidekick, come on.

Hey...

if it wasn't for us partners, you heroes would be-- Ow.

-Ow, ow, ow. -

What? What is that,

-a knitting needle? -

- Okay, Ray. -

Here we go.

Chocolates for everyone. There you go, son.

- Thanks. - You want chocolate?

I'm Maximum Justice.

Feel my fists of justice.

Sounds like he got a football injury.

Try the laser vision. Come on, Dad, I found two on eBay.

- Hmm. -

- - Now I look like I got

a football injury.

Well, your grandkids love it.

Your kids and Rachel,

how are they feeling about the relocating?

Are they gung-ho?

Why don't you ask them yourself?

- -They're here?

-Wow! Why didn't you-- -No, I mean on Skype.

- -Hey, honey.

Hey, Mike. Your dad still being a pain in the--

-He's here. - Hey, Ray.

Hey, Rachel.

You wanna say hi to the grandkids?

Sure.

They're playing with your action figures.

Oh, that's cute.

Celestro, you're so pretty.

Celestro is smarter.

-Maximum Justice is lame. - I'm Maximum Justice

Boring.

Feel my fists of justice.

You know, they made a Shimmy action figure, too.

Looked exactly like me.

And another one with a poisonous lead paint.

Yeah. The boy licked it and died.

It was clearly stated on the box.

Avoid contact with eyes, mouth and skin.

And the court found in my favor.

Did someone order a white Russian?

Ah, look who's here fresh off his cruise.

-Sadamir Putin. - Ciao.

Hey, dodgers of the coffin.

How are you, gay boys?

Are you still taking it up the Rimsky-Korsakov?

The Bolshoi ballet is thataway, you Rusky fuck.

Go on.

Dicksky.

Why did they let them in here?

Why did they make us crap in the same john

-with the bad guys? -Why don't you just use a different toilet?

Is he really a bad guy though?

I mean he put a lot of villains away when he turned

state's evidence.

-Oh, don't go soft on me, Ted. - Yes, yes.

Don't let the tiny penis go soft on a gay boy.

Goddamn Rusky super hearing.

Alter-man!

Fuck you, you wee stink of Yankee piss.

That's going on your swear box tab, Jerry.

Arms down, trousers up, Bernard.

You know what I like about this place?

The security.

No supervillains can get in here.

What if they could fly?

Fucking owls.

I thought I'd find you ladies out here.

-Got a smoke? - Yup.

- I thought you'd quit? -Nah.

Allow me.

Thanks.

-Where's Jerry? - You ain't heard?

They pulled the trigger.

Jerry's gonna have his powers downwardly managed.

Huh?