The Boys

Who wants their balls crushed?

Me.

This isn't what it looks like.

You're done. Grab your shit and get the fuck out.

The Boys is mine.

Says a dying man with one last bluff.

The Seven is getting even stronger.

Put your hands together for Firecracker.

What have I done to make you hate me so much?

You really don't remember me, do you?

And Sister Sage!

Fascist!

She's the world's smartest person.

Uh-huh.

You remember Colin Hauser?

So, what happens when he finds out you murdered his family?

My dad, he had a stroke.

- I'm really sorry. Really. - Mom?

I want to flip A-Train. He's right there, he's ready.

Enough!

You're never gonna be your true self

until you transcend your humanity.

You need to go back to the start.

You need to go home.

Hey, Marty.

The security cameras upstairs just went black.

Hey, Phil, you copy?

Phil? Anyone up there?

Call Vought, tell them we have a breach.

The line's dead.

Hello, everyone.

Hi.

John. - Homelander.

Just Homelander.

Hey, Marty. Good to see you.

You, too, uh, Homelander.

Oh, my God, this is just so surreal.

I never thought I'd be back here.

So many memories.

Oh, I, uh, I brought a Fudgie the Whale.

Do me a favor, could you get a plate and some forks?

Thank you so much.

I see some new faces.

But a lot that I recognize. Frank.

And-and Assistant Director now, Marty.

I still remember when they had you wiping out the stool sample containers.

You remember?

Yeah.

Oh...

Where's Barbara?

Last I checked, she's still Director?

She's off-site today.

Oh, bring her in, would you? I'd love to catch up.

Tell her-- Tell her it's a little reunion.

Terrific. All right, everyone, dig in.

Come on, don't be shy. Before it melts.

Please. Come on in. There you go.

What are you doing?

Come on, get up. Butcher, the world doesn't end

just because your shitty life does.

Get up.

Get up.

Are you fucking kidding me?!

I'm sorry, your father's condition meets the criteria for brain death.

It might not seem like it, but it is the most humane thing.

Humane? You're pulling his feeding tubes so he starves to death, right?

Hughie, it's what he wanted.

How long before, um...

A couple of days at most.

Mom. Don't.

I'm sorry.

Hughie...

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Tonight, 8:00/7:00 Central on The Whole Truth...

After their bloody campus rampage, Marie Moreau

and the other Godolkin Four have seemingly vanished

into a dark, gaping hole.

With his newly announced anti-Superhero legislation,

Bob Singer has just shown the American people

who he really is.

A deranged fascist hellbent on ruling the country...

You should hear what they say about me.

Give us the room.

Miss January, the only thing I really want to hear is

"We found a way to kill the head-popping bitch."

Mm-mm.

Then this will be a quick meeting.

You need my help, sir.

I read the draft of your Supe-control bill.

Let me guess, it's perfect, but you know just how to fix it.

If you get it passed, that's a stake through Vought's heart.

Gets 'em out of the military, policing,

tanks their stock, buries 'em in lawsuits.

See, it sure sounds like I don't need your help.

But that's if you get it passed.

You need-- what?-- 50 million constituents

demanding Congress get off its ass?

No offense, but your PR department is kind of shitting the bed.

I just okayed a huge marketing spend.

Yeah, your ad-buys during CSI: Las Vegas are definitely winning over

the "left the TV on 'cause they're dead" demo.

So, what is your suggestion?

I can get people into the streets all over the country,

and they'll demand that the bill gets passed.

- You'll do it as Starlight? - Yes.

I'll even make another fucking... Supersuit if I have to.

And what do you get for this?

Just a promise.

Promise me you'll finish what you started.

Once and for all... we put Vought into the ground.

Colin, what is this?

Oh, who's uncultured now?

Ray Charles, his country western phase.

My dad used to play this all the time in the car,

and I'd fall asleep to it in the backseat.

You never told me about them.

Your family.

It's, uh...

not exactly my favorite story to tell.

No. Désolé.

No, it's fine.

When my mom wasn't on my ass for my grades,

she was a federal judge.

She dealt with really violent cases,

like, the worst of the worst.

And there was this Russian mafia thing in Brighton Beach.

Their boss was this woman.

My mom was gonna make an example out of her.

So they made an example out of my mom.

Some guy broke in, and they found my parents first.

Then my little sister.

You were there?

The gunshots woke me up.

I heard 'em coming down the hallway,

so I just hid under my bed.

All I saw was his ankle.

He had these scars, or these burns maybe.

Ugh, a lot of nightmares about those.

I'm sorry.

Hey, how are you? Hey, Janet.

Hey, guys, let's call in Stacey and Mark.

We need to get an announcement ready.

What?

What are they doing?

That bitch.

VNN is handling the launch of Firecracker's show,

simulcast across all Vought networks.

The troll farms are already digging up fringe anti-Starlight content

and injecting it into the mainstream.

So far, "Starlight's Progressive Jihad"

and "#ArrogantWhiteFeminism" are showing promise.

We need the algorithm to find the most receptive users,

then blast the articles to the top of their social feeds

until 100 million people are outraged by Starlight

for reasons they can't even explain.

Dope.

Heroes, you have your talking points,

so, everyone, get to it.

- Hey, can we talk? - No.

Hey. So, I was thinking over lunch we could order some of those

fried pickles from Flavortown,

or just skip straight to the flounder pounder special.

I find you repulsive in a way that's difficult to quantify.

And I'm fucking amazing at quantifying, so...

So, big day. You ready?

You have no idea.

I've been waiting for this my whole life.

One last piece of the puzzle.

Figured this could be your big finish.

You know, when I first met you,

I thought you were kind of uppity,

but you're one of the good ones.

Well, we are the new kids in The Seven.

Mm-hmm.

Gotta look out for each other.

Hello, Patriots!

Now, I know a lot of you probably know me from my podcast,

but VNN gave me the next six hours

to bring you the truth about Starlight

and her house of horrors.

- Where dozens of trafficked children... - Here, grab your bags and come with me.

- Sweetheart, don't forget this. Here you go. - Okay.

- We'll sneak the kids out through the back. - Okay.

Are you sure about this? Yeah.

Just please tell Sasha to have them go easy on the room service, okay?

That card is almost maxed out.

- You got it. - Thank you.

Now...

Firecracker's celebrity friends are arriving.

I saw Jon Voight.

What the fuck is he doing here?

Bringing him back in.

No. No, no, no, no, no. I don't trust him.

I don't. And you're insane if you do, okay?

And you can drink yourself to death

in whatever dark hole you crawled out of.

That's a good idea. I might just do that.

- Good. - Okay, wait a minute.