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Hi. Welcome to Jitter Bean, what can I get for you today?

You think that's fucking funny?

I'm sorry...

I'm taking this orange cranberry scone, bitch.

Fuck.

I don't know what any of this means.

I'm not Odessa.

Every single one of these birth records

except Marie's says they're dead.

But no cause of death is listed on any of them.

Maybe all 25 of you were in a cage fight till death

and you just murdered some sweet baby ass.

I didn't get my powers till I was a teenager.

How does that even make sense?

Well, whatever Odessa is,

you're the only survivor.

- That could be good for us. - No. It is not good.

Starlight said Odessa is a weapon.

You are Odessa. The math is pretty clear here.

- Maybe we can use you as a weapon. - I'm not a weapon.

Okay?

I'm not anything.

Why the fuck should we trust anything Starlight says, anyway?

Why wouldn't we trust Starlight?

She tells Marie to go back to school to find something called Odessa.

And then you're Odessa.

What are the fucking odds of that?

I mean, she had to have known, right?

She said we had to stop it, though, so if she knew it was me,

why'd she save me from Dogknott?

- Just a big fucking coincidence, okay? - Okay, either way, this is massive.

So, what do we do?

I guess I could...

try and ask Pam.

- Who's Pam? - Here.

In the photo.

- My Aunt Pam. - You have an aunt?

Uh, not by blood. She was my mom's best friend.

Like family to us.

I might have her number from, like, ten years ago.

I can ask around Vought. There's folks there that are still friends.

You guys should get back to campus before they notice that you're gone.

Just be careful.

I was gonna skip.

Mental health day.

Let me put it another way. Get the fuck out.

Oh, actually, Emma, if you could, uh,

hold on for a second. Um, I, uh...

I just have to ask you about yesterday.

Oh! Oh, oh. Right. In the archives.

- Yeah. - When I grew, and got naked,

and you saw my knockers and dockers

all big on display, like...

It's okay. No, really, I'm... it's... that's really sweet.

God, no, no. No, no. I just mean what happened after you grew.

Oh. You mean... ?

Yeah. When you got small again.

When I filled up three shredder bins with puke, yeah.

It's an emergency situation.

I'm fine. Really.

I don't normally have to do that anymore.

These days I can just shrink with crushing self-hatred.

I know it doesn't sound like progress,

but it is, so...

Yay.

I'm not Odessa.

I'm not any fucking chosen one, okay?

- Chosen ones are like... - Harry Potter.

- Neo. - Fucking Frodo.

Fucking Frodo, exactly.

Baby-faced white dudes, not someone who looks like me.

Maybe Pam can explain what the fuck.

When was the last time you talked to her?

I tried a few years back, after my parents.

She wouldn't even talk to me.

She let me suffer at Red River while she tried to adopt Annabeth.

It's shitty,

but I was almost happy when I found out they wouldn't let her.

So, yeah, me and Pam?

Won't be awkward or horrible at all.

Should we talk about what I said to you the other night?

Uh...

Yeah, I just, uh...

I don't know if-if now is, uh, the right time, you know?

_

You are not going to believe this.

The Queen herself has returned.

Excuse me, excuse me.

Hi, Cate! Oh, wow, I love the beanie.

Stop by tomorrow for a special "Get Ready With Me."

Styling a beanie can be tricky.

Lick the like button if you think I should shed my skin in solidarity.

- We love you, Cate. God bless you. - You kick ass!

Welcome back, little miss popular.

Look how much they love you.

Oh, this arm feels so weird, it's like a rubber baseball bat.

Cate, Cate, Cate!

Oh! Watch the stinger. Watch the stinger. Hey!

Do you want to die? Neither do I.

I can't hear anything.

- I can't hear anything. - Well, now hear this:

Vought has commissioned a new wig for you, fashioned with virgin hair.

Taken off the same Norwegian twins they use for Beyoncé's wigs.

It's nice to know the Norwegians are good for something, am I right?

Hey, Cate!

- What's all this? - It's Thomas Godolkin Day.

The new dean thought reviving the

celebration would lift spirits on campus.

History, music, barbecue,

and for some, the night they let the Deep deflower them.

Right on that bench.

Hmm?

Oh, shit.

We're fucked.

- We're fucked, we're so fucked. - Just stay cool.

Wow, a reunion! Heart emoji, crying emoji.

Guys, isn't it wonderful to have Cate back?

Right after getting Marie back?

Ugh, I'm in the presence of so much greatness,

I-I can't even stand it.

Oh, and Little Cricket's here, too.

- Hmm. - Cate. How are you?

It is so terrible what happened,

but at least the perpetrators who did this were brought to justice.

Yeah.

They were fucking animals.

I'm taking Cate to class,

but hey, you're all in Hero Optimization so we can all go together.

Uh, ooh, I'm actually not in that weird gladiator murder class,

but, like, you guys... enjoy.

Great. This way, Guardians.

You don't want to keep the dean waiting.

Fuck!

Well done, Marie.

We have work to do.

Fiona, disappointing.

See yourself out.

Here in this class,

we have some of the most powerful superheroes ever to walk these halls.

It really boggles the mind, and yet, Cate Dunlap...

welcome back... was overrun

by a mere handful of Starlighter thugs.

Not all of us are bulletproof.

Supes are outnumbered, what? Ten million to one worldwide?

If humans ever get their shit together

and organize against us, let's face it.

We're fucked.

Okay. Think about that until the next

time we're together. Class dismissed.

Not you, Marie.

Let's talk.

So, uh, Marie, tell me,

why cut yourself?

I'm sorry?

Why do you cut yourself to gain access to your powers?

It's just... always how I've done it.

Um, self-harm is kind of a distasteful disorder.

It's very human.

It's not self-harm. It's just how I fight.

Agree to disagree.

Uh, right now, you're Angelina Jolie in Girl, Interrupted.

And what I'm hoping for is Angelina Jolie in Salt.

You could be something magnificent

if you just believed it up here.

She brainwashed you. Wake the fuck up!

Sooner or later, you're gonna have to face up to what you've done.

Okay, look, I don't know what's going on with you,

but you need to get your shit together.

She was right. I've done things.

You know you're kind of coming apart right now, right?

- What the fuck? - I hope you don't think

that I'm gonna be the one to hold you together.

- That's good shit. - You've heard the saying,

"If you love someone, set them free"?

Well, I think that's true, too,

if you're only mildly interested in them, Sam,

so we're done, okay?

- Yeah, sure. - Okay, look.

Uh, I didn't sign up for this.

Plus, I didn't get much of a follower

bump when we hooked up anyway, so...

Okay.

I gotta go.

Of course she left.

She thinks you're a fucking monster.

- And she's right. - No.

- You are a monster. - No.

Remember that woman that you grabbed?

She was screaming for her boyfriend, but you just dragged her away.

Hey, shut up.

- Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! - Anything that Homelander

- or Vought wanted, you did. - No.

The most fucked-up

- summer internship there ever was. - Uh-uh.

You make me sick.

- Fuck that. - Oh, fuck.

Let go of me!

Put me down, you sack of shit!

- Fuck you! - You're garbage!

Hey, Sam, up here.

JFK Junior faked his death.

Seriously, listen.

5G causes cancer.

- For real. Sam! - No, no, fuck this.

9/11 was an inside job. Come back!

He just said, "Be stronger, like Angelina Jolie in Salt" or some shit.

A cliché spy in a mediocre movie?

Why is he being so fucking creepy with me?

I-I don't know. Uh, maybe you're the chosen one and he knows it.

Will you fuck off with that?

And what the fuck with Cate?

Did she tell Cipher what we did or not?

- I don't know. - You don't know.

You could fill a book with the shit you don't know.

Whoa. Where the fuck is that coming from?

I don't know.

I...

I was a virgin.

A virgin what?

A virgin virgin.

Before you and I...

You know, I was, technically, I guess, a virgin.

- Technically? - I mean, yeah.

I got fingered by Eddie Fineman behind the slide at Red River once,

but I never had the actual, um...

genital-to-genital intermingling that...

you and I...

You can't say "I love you" to the first person you have sex with.

That's your response?

I'm sorry, it's the truth.

There's a lot of other truths you could have picked besides that one!

- What the fuck? - You tell me what the fuck.

No. There.

Can you lift this a little higher, please? Higher. Higher!

- What the hell is happening? - Do you love it?

Because you better love it.

It's just like those posters of Homelander... when you walk by,

Jesus appears over his shoulder. Two blessed saviors.

Okay, why are there pictures of me all over the place?

You two haven't been checking your phones?

The new rankings are out.

Jordan, you're number one!

Okay. Come with me.

There's a lot to go over before the ceremony.

_

I know, the new rug looks like a

Dairy Queen's afterbirth, but I like it,

it ties the room together.

So, what can I do for you, Cate?

Tell Vought the truth.

I love it. What truth?

That Emma, Jordan and Marie tried to kill me.

I don't think that's a very good idea.

Tell them or I will.

Telling Vought means telling Homelander.

And if you tell him what happened, you've got to tell him everything.

Hey, let's just play that out.

Hey, howdy, Cate. It's me, Homelander.

Oh, you got attacked, you say?

Half your skull got blown clean away?

What a fucked-up situation. And then what happened?

Wow. You're broken?

Your powers are totally fucked-up?

You're no better than a human?

You've got a special place at Vought right now.

Why risk that?

They left me for dead,

and I'm just supposed to pretend like we're besties?

- Fuck that. - You're supposed to focus

on getting better.

And remember

that your value in this world comes and goes with your powers,

and without them, you are nothing.

So let's try and get them back, sound good?

Have a nice day, Cate.

Need help finding your way out?

All yours.

It's a hybrid, like you.

We're shipping a second to your parents as we speak.

Holy shit.

Yeah.

- This is... - Only a portion of what God U

and its boosters can offer.

So, you can be here and be you.

Hey, uh, can I take a selfie with you?

Uh, sure. Yeah.

Mm.

- Hey, can you switch? - Fuck off.

I've got a dynamite speech for you,

harkening back to God U legends of old,

and then bravely looking to the future.

I also put some stuff in there

about the struggles of being a trans person in the world

and how God U has welcomed you with open arms.

Oh, and I worked in a word

"transtastic", which I came up with myself.

I'm not trans. I'm bigender.

Oh, and I'm bi-golly shocked that you would be so ungrateful,

but maybe it's just a generational thing.

What if I say no to this?

Oh. Well, unlike you, there's only one

side to this coin, and there is no "no".

You're telling me this isn't everything you've ever wanted?

Elmira was that fun?

Learn the fucking speech, say it with a smile,

and the next time a fan asks you to switch,

tuck the junk, inflate the fun bags and do it.

Hey, Emma.

- Hey... - Hmm.

What would you do if you had to see

the person who tried to kill you and left you for dead, every day?

Just smile at them like nothing was wrong?

Technically, Jordan and Marie did it, so...

Fuck.

Hey, welcome to Jitter Bean. What can I get for you today?

Oh, where to start.

I'd like 17 muffins, please.

You, uh, you-you want 17 muffins?

Yes, 17.

Any kind will do, load me up.

Oh, it's not all for me. I'm having, like, a party.

A muffin party, as one does.

Muffin party.

Got it.

Goddamn it.

- Wait, hey, can I see that for a sec? - It was not me!

Okay? It was not fucking me. It was...

I-I-I didn't mean to upset you.

Hey, hey.

What's going on?

Every day it is another asshole

who says he's going to punch me, or rape me or just fucking kill me,

because they think I'm putting these stupid flyers up.

My hair is falling out and I've had,

like, four or five panic attacks in three days, so...

- Can't you just quit? - If I could get another job I would, but...

Hey, some of us actually do give a shit, believe it or not.

So I need you to help me figure out who's doing this, all right?

I-I have no clue.

We have cameras, but they-they don't catch anyone.

Like, I-I-I tear it down, it's back up a second later.

Well, it could be someone invisible.

Maverick is more into bestiality than social justice, so...

People surprise you, fuck.

Speedster...

Teleporter...

Could be a camouflage Supe.

Do you, do you want anything else with your 17 muffins?

Oh, fuck the muffins. Black coffee.

With a straw.

Okay.

Oh, shit.

Speedster!

Thank you!

Got you.

Oh, sorry. My bad, my bad!

Oh, sorry. Sorry.

Hey, I just want to talk!

Oh, s-sorry.

Wait! Come back!

Wow.

- Hey, what's good? - You just gonna stand there, or... ?

Sorry.

Excuse me. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Cricket in here? Nice.

- Is she okay? - Guess what doesn't shrink.

Mazel tov.

- No, you don't! - Hey, hey.

Sorry. Mm.

Oh, fuck.

- Go away. - Cate?

Cate, it's me. Please let me in.

Cate?

Hey, I need your help.

Sam, I can't...

Everything that we did, right? The people?

They just keep fucking... ooh!

They keep coming back, and I just want to make them go away.

So just, here, please...

Make them, make them go away.

Sam, I can't.

The doctors don't want me using my powers right now.

Doc-Doctors?

No, Cate, it's just one time.

It's just one time, right? You've done this a million fucking times!

I know, I know!

- Then just fucking do it. - I know... Hey! Don't! Don't.

You're right, okay? We've hurt people.

I hurt Luke when I pushed him too much.

And I can't do that to you anymore, okay? I'm sorry.

Right.

- Holy shit! - Did you see that?

Whoa!

Move. Get out of the way. Move. Move.

Cut it out!

Sam! What are you doing? Stop!

- Sam, stop! - Get the fuck out of here, Jordan!

Calm the fuck down!

What the fuck was that?

Two people just broke through your wall, man.

Ah, fuck.

Oh, Sam, just fucking stop!

You've got to quit going aggro on people that want to help you.

No. No one, no one can help me.

Give me a chance.

I just want to... I just want to forget.

You and me both.

Luke had the right idea.

No.

Hey.

No, he didn't.

Your brother was wrong.

He wasn't thinking straight.

And he loved you,

you know that.

I mean, if you ever tried to...

hurt yourself, he...

he'd fucking kill you.

There's been enough death.

I'm fucking sick of it.

Aren't you?

Hi... Aunt Pam.

It's me.

I know you fucking hate my guts or whatever,

but maybe you want to help me solve a mystery,

blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, fuck me.

Yes?

Uh, hi.

It's me, Aunt Pam.

Just...

Just don't call me that.

Your place is really nice.

- Thanks. I've been here a few years. - Huh.

- Can I get you a drink or something? - No, thank you so much.

I'm good.

I, um, I read about your jail stuff.

I was worried about you.

Yeah. No, um...

That's over now, thank God.

Afterwards, I...

I spent a lot of time looking for Annabeth.

Have you heard from her at all?

No. I don't know where she is.

So how, so how are you?

Look, I've got a book club Zoom thing in, like, 30 minutes.

Yeah. Yeah.

Do you remember this picture?

Yes, it was taken the day after you were born.

I found it in a file called "Odessa".

- Does that mean anything to you? - No, I've never heard that.

But this was taken in the clinic.

What clinic?

The fertility clinic. Where you were conceived.

I'm sorry. I was conceived at a clinic?

At Godolkin University.

Jackie and Malcolm tried for years to get pregnant.

IVF was too expensive.

Vought came along, and... it seemed like a miracle.

All expenses paid.

They never told me.

Well, I think I have a few pictures from that day.

Wait, if they couldn't get pregnant, then what about Annabeth?

No medical intervention needed there.

Turns out Annabeth was the real miracle.

Here you go.

Would you mind... ?

Can I have these?

- I can make copies. - It's fine. Keep them.

Wh-Why is he holding me?

That's Dr. Gold. He delivered you.

Do you know him?

I know, you're all asking yourselves,

what the hell does this old-ass Supe know about marketing?

Am I right?

Well, how about 17% first dollar gross on my electric grills,

brand ambassador for Vought Gym,

and my fragrance Magnétique surpasses

Tom Ford's Tobacco Vanille in sales?

So I'd say nine figures in the bank

means I know a shit ton about marketing.

So you need to pay attention.

About to drop some science on you, okay?

Now, this is the way it goes.

- When you get out of this school... - Holy fuck.

... you need to be able to make money for yourself

'cause not all of you are gonna be superheroes.

Like, nobody in here is probably gonna make The Seven,

I'm just telling you right now.

You're not gonna make The Seven.

So, how do we expand...

Um, ow?

... our brand? That's the question.

It was you.

What is your problem?

You're the spray painter.

I don't know what you're talking about.

... is the message.

What do you stand for? What do you want to say to the world?

That's the question.

It was you, Harper. I literally caught you red-yellow-handed.

- You're crazy. - Bullshit.

Bullshit. You're a secret Starlighter, admit it.

So I'm right?

- Fuck. - I knew it.

Justice never fucking forgets.

Emma, please don't tell anyone.

Harper, what the fuck?

You're a mimic? I thought your power was...

tail?

My powers are chameleon.

So I can copy anyone else's power for, like, 60 seconds.

The tail is just a pain in the ass.

You're blowing my mind right now.

Come on.

Do me.

Oh, shit!

No shit.

You do my power better than I do.

Huh.

That is fucking invalidating.

- Yeah. - Oh, my God.

- I'm so sorry. Wow. - God.

Jesus, how do you deal with this?

This is, God, so inconvenient.

Yeah, you kind of get used to the public nudity stuff.

- Okay? - Mm-hmm.

Harper, what the fuck? You spent all last year

sucking Justine's dick and now you're a spray painter activist?

Like...

Hey, you're not gonna tell on us, are you?

I'm not a fucking narc.

Who's "us"?

Oh.

I think you look like her.

You think so?

I didn't know she smoked.

Oh, we all smoked back then.

Just being young and stupid.

You've got your, um...

your, uh, book thing.

- Right. Right. - Right.

Uh, would you mind if I use your bathroom before I go?

- It's a long drive. - Of course.

It's just right there. On the right.

I thought it was for the money.

- What? - I thought Mom and Dad got paid.

For shooting me up with Compound V.

But that's not why they did it.

They did it because they wanted a baby to love.

And they loved you more than anything.

You should go.

Aunt Pam, what the fuck is this?

- She lives here? - No. Not anymore.

How? Why was she here with you? Why didn't you tell me?

- I couldn't! - Bullshit!

All these years you kept her from me?!

Do you know how fucked-up that is?!

Marie, we were afraid of you!

You massacred your parents!

She didn't want to see you.

It took two years after she got put into foster care.

But they finally let me have her.

I tried to give her a good life, and I think I did.

- I want to talk to her. - I can't let you do that.

Yes, you fucking can. Where is she?

She doesn't want to see you,

It's her choice.

I didn't have... any choice.

My parents put a drug in me.

They decided that for me.

- I know... - No, no. You don't.

Because you just stood there and said that I massacred them!

You don't know anything!

I was a girl... who got her period.

That is it.

And you make me feel like a monster for it,

and you let my sister think that I'm a monster!

You let her believe that it's my fault!

I loved my parents.

But they did this.

Not me.

Just tell Annabeth...

And remember, kids, a super mind is just as important as a super body.

So get your extra-large Vought-a-Burger Kids' Meal.

Mmm-mmm!

And we'll see you under the sea tomorrow.

♪ Ready, set, go for a fun-filled hour ♪

♪ Where learning is your superpower ♪

♪ Your living room's your own Vought Tower ♪

♪ Down at Avenue V ♪

♪ Avenue V, Avenue V ♪

♪ Just wait and see... ♪

You know, I thought you were weird

as fuck to want to watch a kids' show.

♪ On Avenue V ♪

Starting to make sense now.

I feel vindicated.

Thank you.

You know, Luke and I used to watch this when we were kids.

He was a little too old for it by then, but...

he was always the first one up,

pulling me out of bed every Saturday morning.

It makes me feel safe.

I get that.

I talk to him, you know.

Like, in my head.

And I just, like, tell him about my day and...

I ask him for advice.

Does he have anything to say?

Hmm, no.

But it's nice to...

imagine.

I would give anything...

for five more minutes.

What would you say to Andre? If you could?

I don't know.

"I love you" sounds like cliché.

I'd probably just play Madden with him.

And tell him I loved him.

Should've said it more.

'Cause you never know what's gonna happen, huh?

Hey, you want to watch another one?

Hey, boys and girls, welcome to the Avenue V show...

This makes me miss home.

- ... where everybody's super. - Yay!

Why don't you go?

My mom.

My mom, she's...

scared of me.

You're her kid.

I'm her kid who destroyed the house.

The car. The school.

Yeah, but, Sam...

you're not that scary.

♪ Ready, set, go for a fun-filled hour ♪

♪ Where learning is your superpower ♪

♪ Your living room's your own Vought Tower ♪

♪ Down at Avenue V ♪

♪ Avenue V ♪

Hey, so I brought someone new.

Uh, so that's Ally.

Hey. Emma.

Holy shit.

You used to be Little Cricket.

Yeah. Yeah.

YouTube demonetized me, though, so...

- Can we trust her? - Probably.

Definitely.

Okay. Okay.

Secret meeting. Let's go.

What's the plan?

- The plan? - Okay.

Harper's gonna spray-paint the word "fascist"

on the Homelander statue tomorrow at lunch.

Acid yellow, super hard to remove.

And then flyers

on the cars in the faculty lot.

Mm-hmm, and then red "Fuck Homelander"

on the Vought-a-Burger truck on Friday.

Is that it?

Wait. Are you joking?

Sorry. Why are you here?

Oh, no. Listen, I-I-I-I admire your balls.

I mean, you guys could get killed if you guys got caught, but...

and I mean this constructively...

what you're doing is stupid and useless.

- Okay. Fuck off. - No. Sorry.

What I'm saying is that you guys could be doing so much more.

Let's not fuck around vandalizing shit.

Uh... uh...

I mean, what else can we do? We're...

Hit 'em where it hurts.

They can clean up paint.

What we should be doing is... sabotage.

Disrupt. Break shit.

Right?

Are you with me?

We're not like that, Emma.

- Yes, you are. - We're in Performing Arts.

She's two steps away from a tail fetish OnlyFans.

Um, bitch?

We're not...

heroes.

I used to think like that.

But somebody believed in me.

And he thought I was a hero.

And...

And 'cause he believed it...

I started to.

And now I'm telling you the same fucking thing.

You can be heroes.

And fuck shit up.

No, but for real.

♪ Uh-huh ♪

♪ I'm through ♪

♪ With all these hyper mega bummer boys like you ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, I need ♪

♪ A super graphic ultramodern girl like me ♪

♪ We're hot, we're drunk, wow ♪

♪ Look at her moving, baby, she's the one ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, I need ♪

♪ A super graphic ultramodern girl like me ♪

- Hey, have you seen Jordan? - Not yet.

Thank you.

Thank you.

This year we celebrate the 60th anniversary

of Godolkin University.

The genius and foresight of Thomas Godolkin is evident

in each and every one of you.

And as we continue to evolve into our ever more perfect selves,

remember your history.

Even as we look forward to the future,

we must hold on to our traditions.

Godolkin University's

ranking system is vital to our survival!

Marie!

Marie!

The rankings, they let us each know...

- Hey. - How was Aunt Pam's?

Um... fucking terrible.

- But also enlightening. - I love you.

Oh.

I... I love you.

Even though that freaks the fuck

out of me to say it, and I do not want to get hurt, and I have never

said it to anybody before, not like this.

You know, and what I-I-I realize now is

that we just don't know what's gonna happen tomorrow or next week

or next year, and I don't want to regret anything...

May I introduce to you someone

who understands the value of the rankings?

Your new number one and perhaps

the greatest number one yet, Jordan Li.

Jordan! Jordan! Jordan! Jordan!

Jordan! Jordan! Jordan! Jordan!

Jordan! Jordan! Jordan!

Um...

I want to thank God U for letting me

live my truth out loud on this stage.

Today we can unite behind a common ideal as Supes.

We were all

assigned awesome at birth.

It's trans-tastic!

I'm proud to be here, exonerated after so many months

of being wrongfully imprisoned that...

Sorry.

Andre Anderson is dead.

He died in that prison, and if he were here today,

he would want me to be honest.

About everything.

His powers killed him.

They don't want people to know that.

Vought doesn't want you to know that.

But I want you to know...

that Andre died a hero,

trying to get us free.

Vought wants you to believe that Cate was attacked by Starlighters.

- Jordan, no. - But those people were innocent.

They were scapegoats, and Vought murdered them.

Starlighters didn't attack Cate.

I did.

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