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Freedom...

Comes at a price.

- So, I'm down a point? - Nine and a half.

Bad day?

- Goddamn it. - Hey, I'm with you.

But you know, there's a way to handle it.

I owe you.

Thanks to the Church of the Collective,

I now know the kind of man I want to be.

- #BraveMaeve. - This is Homelander.

He's fucking with me. I can't protect you

if you leave.

What are we gonna do?

You think, by saving Kimiko,

you can make amends

for those children

- that Lamplighter burned. - Fuck you.

You can't go through this

- on your own. - We're all alone.

How do you think the world will feel when I tell them that

you used to be Liberty?

Wow.

Why are you laughing?

- You're ridiculous. - Oh, no.

I am not, uh, ridiculous.

Okay.

- Then you are high. - Well, beside the point.

- Mm-hmm. - Point is

I learned everything I know from those girls.

The Golden Girls.

I was alone in New York, you know?

Turning tricks.

Begging for the scraps.

Who do you think kept me company?

The Golden Girls.

3:00 a.m. to 5:00 a.m.,

they lit up the shelter's shitty TV.

And you're not talking about porn?

The Golden Shower Girls?

- That's disrespectful. - Aw.

He's so sensitive.

No. Those saucy ladies,

they made their own family.

So I did what they did.

You are my Blanche.

- Blanche? - And Jay?

You are...

- my Dorothy. - Mm-hmm.

'Cause you're a little gay.

Yeah.

- So, you're Betty White? - Oh,

what a fucking question.

Of course I'm Betty White.

Now...

Who wants to rob a bank?

Fuck, yeah.

Will it get through my skin?

If it can't, nothing can.

Okay, I-I just feel like I need to say something.

I don't think this is a good idea.

Stormfront knows I leaked the V.

Yeah, but she hasn't come after you.

Ye... But that makes it so much worse.

That means that she has some fucked-up plan for me.

I need this chip out now.

I understand, Petit Hughie.

And though you've been covered with entrails of many a person,

even a sea mammal...

it's always harder when it's someone you love.

- What? - L'amour.

No, no. No, I don't.

I mean, I-I do, of course.

It's just, it's a platon...

- We're-we're just friends. - Okay,

can we just do this already before I change my mind?

Please?

Okay, this is happening.

- Okay. - Mm-hmm.

- This might sting a little. - Okay.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Okay.

Okay.

Bonjour, my little spy.

Howdy ho, buckaroo.

Shit!

I think you broke my hand.

What do you want to do with him?

Well, hand him over to the police,

- of course. - Well, of course. We are heroes.

That's what heroes do.

- Absolutely. - But...

- he'll probably just be released tomorrow. - Please,

- just take me to the hospital. - Yeah.

Please.

That's a really good point.

You know,

sometimes it feels like... like the justice system

just doesn't work anymore.

Everyone always recording on their phone all the time.

- Mm-hmm. - It's like you can't even

- do your job anymore. - Do your job anymore.

Mm-hmm.

Please, just take me in. Just take me in, please.

It really speaks to the deterioration

of good, God-fearing American values.

Help me!

Oh, what's this world

- coming to? - Oh, fuck.

Don't be shy. Embrace it.

Thank... I'm saying thank you.

Well, you're welcome.

Let's be honest for a moment here.

Who is the biggest prankster on set?

Ooh, I-I just... I don't think

we should get into that. I don't know, I... No comment.

I mean, he is right.

But, uh, you know, Black Noir has definitely got

- just the biggest ego. - Such a diva.

They're fucking.

under that helmet.

Did you get her chip out?

This is where you're living?

Yeah. You know, it has its charms.

The rats are, like, uh, Pokémon.

- With hep C. - Oh, God.

Oh, so you're back?

Tired of killing people for money?

Uh, hi.

Remember me?

Well, well, well.

What have we here?

I know what you're gonna say,

but we just took out her chip. Everything's fine.

Starlight, don't you just light up a room, eh?

- You're looking well. - Yeah, no thanks

to the .50-caliber round that you pumped into my chest.

Well, what don't kill you makes you stronger.

Hmm.

What's she doing here?

Uh, she has a lead on Stormfront.

I broke into her laptop,

and I got a look at the inbox.

Dozens of e-mails from Stan Edgar.

Stan Edgar?

And what does Vought's big slapper have to say?

How they're close to a breakthrough

at the Sage Grove Center.

It's a psychiatric hospital in Pennsylvania.

Wait, wh-what kind of breakthrough?

She came in before I could see any more.

Well, we better have us

a little dekko at this loony bin, eh, lads?

Starlight,

would you be amenable to joining us

on this little caper?

You want her to come?

Oh, most definitely.

If shit goes sideways,

who do you think Vought's gonna go after?

Us or their billion-dollar baby turned traitor

who just ripped out her own fucking chip?

Never go into shark-infested waters

without chum.

This is who I am.

Who are you?

Brave Maeve Pride Bars.

Because you can't be proud on an empty stomach.

Come in.

You fucking idiot.

You were supposed to call first. Did anyone see you?

I'm allowed to visit my friends.

Did you find it?

No, sorry. No black box.

But I told a couple of my contacts

to keep an eye on the North Atlantic Current.

So, this school of halibut... I mean,

these guys are, like, rowdy motherfuckers, right? They...

Deep.

Anyway, they found some of the wreckage

that drifted up near Iceland.

And they found this.

I mean, I'm not sure it still even works, but...

You want back in The Seven?

Not a fucking word of this to anyone.

Isn't it lit?

Your very own anthem.

Yeah, it's dope.

Well, this is just the demo, of course.

We're going out to Lil Nas X for the official version.

Maybe you could bust out Prince's guitar for the video.

I had to sell Prince's guitar.

I'm going 10-1.

Okay.

Ashley.

- What? - I can't find her.

Where the fuck is Starlight?

Yo! Here comes the A-Train.

What, what?

I'm right here, buddy. Over here.

- Yeah. - What's up, buddy?

- Good to see you. - What you doing here, man?

Oh, not much. Just here to see, uh, uh...

No reason, really.

But, hey, bro, I've been thinking about you lately.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

I see what they're trying to do to you. Yeah.

Talk about getting ass-fucked with a soup can.

Am I right?

What do you mean?

I mean, come on.

If anyone knows what it's like to get bounced, it's me.

Yeah. Did some shit I'm not too proud of.

Some weird shit.

I'm good, man.

Nike and Under Armour are already talking to my people,

so, you know, this is actually gonna work out

to be really fantastic for me.

- Oh, that's great. - Yeah.

Yeah. Well, then, uh, I guess you don't need his help.

Or, uh... No, never mind.

Forget I even said anything.

But hey, it's great to see you, man. Always.

All right.

Whose?

Whose help?

Would you like a Fresca?

Sage Grove, a proud subsidiary

of Global Wellness Services, which is

a subsidiary of...

I can guess.

Thanks.

Here.

This is what you bought

with your blood money?

No one will believe you're an orderly with that, you know.

I should go in with them.

They can manage without one bony, blonde Supe.

You just get them in

and get the fuck back, yeah?

Okay, just...

If anybody recognizes your face in there, I mean...

Oi, Frenchie.

Don't get caught.

I never do.

Weaponized Xanax.

The grenades you used on Behemoth

during the bank heist.

You got a Supe activated by rage,

so you simply take away his rage,

turn him into a cupcake.

Clever.

I don't know what you are talking about.

And Cold Snap two months ago?

Malchemical a month before that?

You don't know about those, either?

What is this about?

Armed robbery,

breaking and entering,

aggravated assault on a Supe.

You're looking at 20 to 25, minimum.

Or you can come work for me.

I could use someone with your imagination.

Madame...

fuck you.

That's a pity,

for you...

But even more so for Cherie and Jay,

I believe?

ADX Florence

is a supermax in Colorado.

They've got the Unabomber, head of the Aryan Brotherhood...

All the greats.

And your friends, too. Maybe.

Or... they go free.

But that depends on you.

Right now.

You can't do that.

Wait.

What kind of work do you do?

Hey.

Um...

Come into my trailer for a second.

I have a surprise for you.

I have to stop by Vought Tower,

see my social guys.

No.

Come on. Blow them off.

Come.

I will be back in 20 minutes.

And then...

I'll let you surprise me wherever you want.

Ooh.

Yeah, okay.

Hmm.

You see 'em?

Yeah.

I see 'em.

Get in.

Here.

Seriously?

What is your problem with me?

I ain't got no problem with you, love.

Really? That's why you won't even touch my hand?

Okay, guys, come on. Not the time.

You know what? No.

I think it's exactly the right time.

I think the time is long overdue.

You know that I hate Vought as much as you do.

You know that. But it doesn't even matter to you

because what you can't stand is in my blood.

I'm subhuman to you.

Only good Supe is a dead Supe, right?

Your words, not mine.

That's enough.

You know what?

Underneath all that swagger,

you're just a bigot and a bully.

I know another guy just like that.

He's got a flag for a cape.

Annie, stop.

Oh, fuck me.

Hughie, call them. Now.

Open the door. We need help.

I have a patient that needs help.

Hurry up! Please!

What's wrong with him?

Just open the goddamn door!

He's swallowing his fucking tongue!

- What's wrong with him? - Easy.

Holy fuck.

What the fuck is all of this?

Vought is making more Supe terrorists?

Who the fuck knows?

Goddamn.

Brother's got a love sausage.

Stormfront is here?

How you doing today?

Do you want to show us a little of what you've been working on?

Hey. Hey.

You're okay.

You're all right.

It's okay.

That is very impressive, Tim.

That orderly Stormfront's with...

He look familiar to you?

Je ne sais pas.

What about headaches?

Nausea?

No.

Well, that's promising.

I think we are getting close.

Ma'am,

can I go home now?

I want to see my family.

Tim, you were admitted to Sage Grove

because you're suicidal.

You could be a danger to yourself.

Well, I'm not doing any more of these stupid pet tricks

until I talk to my sister.

Okay. Okay.

We'll work something out.

Lamplighter.

- That's fucking Lamplighter. - Shh...

I didn't recognize him without the mask and the hood.

- Fucking Lamplighter. We have to kill him, of course. - No, no, no, no. No, we can't.

- For Madame Mallory. For her grandchildren. - Not right now.

First, we got to find out what the fuck all this shit is.

- Come on. - Listen, listen.

Stick to the plan, Frenchie.

- Hughie. - There you are.

You guys okay? Stormfront's in there.

That ain't all who's here.

Okay, okay. She just left. Get the hell out. Now.

All right, let's get the fuck out of here.

Hey. Cindy.

Let's be cool.

Okay?

You remember that extra helping

of Kraft Shells & Cheese that I snuck you?

I like you.

You know that, right?

Who are your friends?

We ain't his friends.

Go ahead. Fuck his ass up.

You're dressed like his friends.

I don't like liars.

Oh, shit...

Let's get out of here!

Hey. Let go!

Stay the fuck back or I will burn your skin off, asshole!

Oh, you won't get the chance!

Someone help me!

All right, listen up, man.

You can burn us,

but she's a Supe.

All you're gonna do is piss her off.

So why don't we all just calm down

and live through this motherfucker?

- What's going on here? - It's a lockdown.

No one's getting out of here, not even her.

There's got to be an access code.

There is, genius, at the front door.

And there is no fucking way

I am telling you or taking you with me.

You do realize there's a whole army of Supes on the other side

of that door that want to tear you apart, right?

She... can help.

I'm gonna take my chances.

Okay, you guys can come.

What the fuck?

Come on, M.M.

Pick up, damn you.

Your call has been forwarded

to an automated voice messaging system.

Marvin.

- Is not available. - Oh, hello.

At the tone, please record your message.

Easy does it, lad.

No trouble from us.

You just stroll on by, yeah?

I don't want them to hurt me again.

Oh, nah. N-No one's gonna hurt you, son.

Uh... we're all friends here, aren't we?

Hughie.

- Are you all right? - Yeah.

Fine. Uh...

- Hughie? Hughie? - Oh, shit.

Hughie! No, no, no, no, no, no, no. No.

Can you cauterize it?

Uh...

- - Oh, fuck. The kid must have fried everything.

- I need power. - Well, you got

a pretty shite superpower then, don't you?

We got to get him to a doctor.

- C... Where, how? - I don't know, but not gonna

just sit here and watch him fucking well bleed out!

- All right?! - Okay! Okay, okay, okay.

Come on. - Come on.

What about the others?

They're on their own.

Ashley? Oh, my God. Are you okay?

Don't you dare tell me you haven't found Starlight yet.

Here.

I've been searching everywhere for you.

What happened to your trailer?

Electrical fire.

How was your meeting?

Sorry. It ran long.

No need to apologize.

All right, well, I got to go run lines with Noir.

Scene 48 tonight. Real megillah.

Something wrong?

No. Nothing.

You sure?

Why would anything be wrong?

By the way, I went to the Tower,

and, uh, you weren't there.

No one had seen you.

So you're checking on me?

Wanted to see how your meeting went.

Hold on.

- Let me... - Explain?

Come on now.

Why would you need to explain anything to me?

Deep, your numbers among women

have been ticking up quite nicely.

Did you catch Malala Yousafzai's tweet?

Called you "a sweetheart."

Well, she's the sweetheart.

So, what's on your mind, A-Train?

Hmm. Um...

Deep invited me here, so, you know...

Yeah, I don't know.

Just having a really nice lunch, I guess, here.

And Deep, what's on your mind?

Well, I think A-Train sabotaged me my entire career.

- What?! - Well, you do think you're better than me.

You know, I fantasize about

drowning you over and over again.

But I mean, I don't want to feel that way anymore.

I want to be clean.

Oh, boy.

Looks like we got ourselves a good old Truth Exchange.

- Oh, hell, no. - Please sit down.

No. Look, man, I seen that documentary about you guys.

It's not my type of shit.

For a man in seven-figure debt,

a heart condition, and in heavy withdrawal,

do you really think you have the luxury to get up and leave?

Who told you that?

Huh? Did he fucking tell you that shit?

No. The church knows all kinds of things.

But don't worry. We also know how to be discreet,

especially for our members.

They're gonna give Shockwave your uniform, you know that?

- Call him the next A-Train. - No, they can't do that.

Why not?

"A-Train" is a trademark.

You are just another nobody from the South Side of Chicago.

Man, fuck you, man!

I can help.

I can get you back in.

But first... sit down.

Come on. In here.

It's beautiful.

Oh...

Hey, what the hell is going on here? Huh?

You all are juicing people with motherfucking Compound V,

only to burn 'em alive? Why?

Maybe I just like watching people burn.

I remember you, you know.

You were tailing me the night that I torched those kids.

So why didn't you stop me?

Maybe you like watching people burn, too.

File de pute!

No, no, no, no, no!

Easy! Easy! Easy...

Easy... Come on, man.

Mon Dieu.

And I don't want to hear no bullshit

about I'm gonna getting tired of the pussy.

I love this girl.

Like, this is the one.

Oh.

All right, brother. All right.

- All right. All right. - Congratulations, Marvin.

Thank you, Colonel. Check it out.

It's beautiful.

Oh, the bachelor party I will throw you.

What's your thoughts about transgender strippers?

Strippers ain't really my kind of Hershey's,

with or without nuts, but you golf?

Thinking about doing a golf trip.

Oi.

What?

And what the fuck are you laughing at?

Sorry, mate.

You just look like one of them poncy baton twirlers.

- A majorette. - That's right.

A fucking majorette.

You look good in these.

So here's what happens now.

You're gonna tell us every single thing

you see and hear at the Tower.

Especially when it comes to Homelander.

Please don't pretend like you have a choice.

I look forward to your call.

Easy peasy.

I don't like it.

You don't back an animal like that into a corner.

Fuck him.

We own the cunt.

Frenchie?

Don't let him out of your sight.

Oui, Madame.

Hey, what's the trouble, miss?

Sir, I need you to get out of your car.

Well, what are you talking about?

FBI. Need to commandeer your vehicle.

- Bit of an emergency. - Jesus.

- What happened to him? - Long story, that.

- Uh, can I see some ID? - Left it in me other pants.

Too busy saving this one, but you can call my boss.

Yeah, okay. Uh, look, I'll... I can get you... get you guys

to the hospital, but we're out in the middle of nowhere.

I'm not gonna give you my car.

Have it your way.

Butcher?

Butcher?

Don't.

- Stay back. - Whoa! Okay.

- I said, stay back. - That's not necessary.

- Let's just talk. - The FBI?

Yeah, really. You're not even American.

What, is-is he even hurt?

What is this? Some kind of a scam?

If I wanted to boost some wheels,

it wouldn't be a fuckin' Hyundai, you daft cunt.

This is a stand-your-ground state. You stay back!

Oh, you can stand wherever the fuck you want.

- I'm taking your keys. - Butcher, stop.

Buddy, just put the gun down.

- I said stay back. - I said... put it down!

You couldn't just listen to me and stay back?!

Come on.

Cauterize it!

It won't hold long.

Come on.

Is this the right time to go shopping?

One, why not?

And deux...

this is good news.

What do you mean by that?

Some aerated propofol...

some other odds and ends, I'll make a knockout bomb.

Even for Supes.

Okay.

Why are we still alive?

- Dumb luck? - No.

I mean that night.

We went underground for months.

But you never came for us.

Not you, not Homelander.

Why?

You're disappointed we didn't kill you?

I thought The Seven always retaliates, no?

You're nobody.

Not worth it.

You didn't tell them, did you?

Why wouldn't you tell them?

Who says I didn't?

I figured you'd boast about it

to Homelander, must've been thrilling for you.

I'm not a fucking animal.

Only a fucking animal would do what you did.

Drop it.

- You murdered innocent children. - Shut the fuck up.

You watched them burn alive, crying for their mama.

If that's not an animal, then what is, huh?

I didn't know!

I didn't know they were gonna be in that bed.

It was supposed to be your boss.

Then they started screaming.

But it was too late.

So what, are we supposed to feel bad for you now?

Fuck you.

I don't want anything from you.

But you...

I saw you following me that night.

And then you disappeared.

I keep asking myself, why...

why didn't you stop me?

Why didn't you?

Good question.

All right, all right.

Cherie, this is not...

He's dying!

- Quoi? - Jay!

He's ODing.

I-I don't know what he took.

- Take him to the hospital! - Please, come now!

Come!

Serge, you fucking come right now.

Cherie!

Hello...

No.

Come on!

Come on, mon ami!

Oh!

Look at me, look at me, you went out.

Okay, can you sit?

Come on!

Come on, mon ami, come on.

He's okay.

Okay, you stay with him.

- You keep him talking, okay? - What?

Where are you going?

Don't let him fall asleep.

- What...? - I told you I have something.

Something more important than this?

More important than us?

Cherie, I cannot do this right now.

Okay?

Please, stay with him!

Fine, you want to go...

go.

We don't give a shit.

Serge?

I'll be back.

Je te promets.

He's burning up.

I'm going as fast as I can.

I appreciate what you done back there.

Oh, thanks.

Your approval means everything to me.

And some sarcasm to stick the landing.

Nice one.

You didn't have a choice.

You know what I was thinking, when I was looking at him?

"Why'd you pull a gun, you stupid fuck?"

That's all.

Maybe once I would've cried over him, but...

now he was just another person in our way.

No.

- No what? - No to that

fucking look of quiet respect

or approval or whatever that is.

I don't want it.

We're nothing alike.

Nothing.

You really think that's gonna work?

I think so.

You know, they're not trying to make Supes here.

These people are test subjects.

They're trying to stabilize the V.

Explain.

Infants handle it best, but adults?

I mean, you saw what happens... Sometimes you get powers,

sometimes you get a freak, sometimes you just explode.

Vought is trying to stabilize it,

so that you put the V in any adult arm,

anywhere, anytime, you get a solid Supe, solid powers.

Putain.

Okay, so...

a thousand more Supes... 100,000?

Why? Why would Vought do that?

It's gonna fuck up their movies, their merchandising...

They don't tell me.

They just make me burn the evidence.

Okay?

My, uh...

my best friend

OD'd and I left

to save him that night.

Why I didn't stop you.

You were at a party.

I was away for 30 minutes.

Came back, you were gone.

Did he live?

Your friend?

Oui.

But I never saw him again, and...

then, uh, he died a few months later.

Another overdose.

Are you serious?

Frenchie, wh...?

Why didn't you ever tell us?

What difference would it make?

After all these years, man?

We would've let you off the hook.

What makes you think I want to be let off the hook, huh?

Get it off me!

Get this thing off of me!

Was that...?

It's okay.

That's his fucking dick.

Don't be so closed-minded.

I thought you said that shit was gonna work.

I said I thought it would.

Lamplighter?!

Lamplighter!

I'm here.

I just killed six subjects out there

like a fucking teddy bear picnic.

What the hell happened?

Dr. Carlton got the propofol dose

wrong again.

So Cindy got loose, freed some of the others.

I'm sure some of them got out before lockdown.

Where's Dr. Carlton?

Uh, he's in the cafeteria

and the hallway and...

some of the walls.

Clean up this mess.

I'm gonna go see if anyone else got loose.

Yes, ma'am.

We need help!

What'd they say?

Just needs a couple of days for the Cefazolin to kick in, but...

he should be all right.

We don't have a couple of days.

Well, we're gonna have to risk it.

Jesus.

What?

Just...

it's the kids' shampoo he uses.

I can smell it.

L'Oréal for kids, strawberry smoothie.

I seen the bottle.

Hateful shit.

And his Axe Body Spray.

Ugh! I mean...

that's how Vin Diesel must smell.

You know, every morning he slathers his bum

- with creamy Desitin. - No.

I fucking swear to God. He's got rashes down there.

I don't want to know that!

Fucking mental, that's all I'm saying.

Hmm.

But he really just...

never gives up on you, does he?

Aye.

And he follows you around like a right little pup.

He's too good for either of us.

Mm.

Yeah.

I'm gonna Postmate Sugarfish.

What?

I'm gonna Postmate Sugarfish.

- Where's your phone? - I can't hear you.

Where's...?

Homelander and Queen Maeve.

Oh, my God, they're leaving us.

- What's gonna happen? - It's okay, everybody.

- It's okay. - Hey,

did you say Sugarfish?

Please save us!

- Take these two! - No, no.

- Just these two! Please! - No! What, so they can tell

the world we left the rest of them to fucking die?

- No. - Elena.

- Take my daughter! - Help us!

- You got to help us! - Don't leave us!

Please!

I love you.

Tell the boys I love them.

I'm gonna show that to Homelander.

And...

he's either gonna leave us alone

or I'm gonna put it on CNN.

Elena.

This is our out.

I was scared. I...

I know I should have stood up to him.

I know that.

Elena, I watched a plane full of people die.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Yeah. Right.

Yo.

Close stitch, but Hughie's okay.

Oh, bien.

Hey,

tell Butcher about the thick penis around your neck.

Fuck you.

Nah, nah, nah, it's just Frenchie being Frenchie.

I am sorry.

For a long time,

I was trying to save you.

I thought, uh,

if I did, somehow,

that would make up for the things I've done.

You never asked to be saved.

You cannot absolve my, uh, sins.

No one can.

I know this now.

So...

I leave you alone.

Got to go.

Colonel.

Marvin,

where is he?

This way.

Madame Mallory.

Uh, I know I wasn't welcome at the funeral,

so, all these years, I couldn't offer my condolences...

Where is he?

Why isn't this man restrained?

No need. I wanted to come.

I don't want to hear a single goddamn word from you.

I thought this was behind me.

But it's not.

It never is.

Then let's both be done with it.

I know what you have to do.

Do it.

You'd be doing me a favor.

Do it.

Madame, please.

If I may?

Besides you,

no one wanted him dead more than me,

but I am begging you for his life.

I have no choice.

It won't help you.

All you'd be doing is ending his torment.

You cannot punish him as much as he punishes himself.

Trust me.

So...

what exactly

are you proposing we do with him?

Hey.

I'm so glad you're here.

I want to apologize.

Please, just let me explain.

Flap, flap, flap goes that little mouth of yours.

You remember you told me that you don't break easily?

Well, I've been thinking about that.

A lot.

I will never lie to you again.

I will tell you everything.

Starting with this.

Your grandmother?

My daughter.

Chloe. She died of Alzheimer's a few years ago.

How old are you?

I was born in 1919.

In Berlin.

Is that you with...?

Heinrich Himmler.

He was a lovely dancer.

And that's Goebbels.

And...

the most important man in the room...

Frederick Vought.

He gave me the first successful V injection.

He taught me everything.

And then we fell in love,

and he gave me a daughter.

He made me,

and his genius made you.

Frederick didn't care about all the fans or stardom

or any of that shallow bullshit.

We are in a war for the culture.

The other races are grinding us down

and taking what is rightfully ours,

but we can fight back.

With an army of supermen,

millions strong.

Because that is Vought's true destiny.

And you will be the man who will lead us.

You are everything that we dreamed of.

So I love you with all of my heart.

How could I not?

Everyone I have ever loved is in the ground.

And then I found you.

We found each other.

And now neither of us

has to be alone ever again.

And that...

is the truth.