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No!

This virus kills just homelander?

- Or every supe?
- Don't know.

But we'll have a laugh
finding out, won't we?

If homelander got his hands
on some v1, then, theoretically,

he'd be like soldier boy.

Immune to the virus.
Maybe even immortal.

I want our entire pharma division

working on nothing but
recreating the v1 formula.

Vought destroyed the original formula.

That could take years.

- Do you have v1?
- I don't.

But bomb sight does.

That piece of shit's still alive?

Clara vought's name came
up. I guess we're related

in more ways than one.

- Where is she?
- Dead.

- Suicide.
- Horse shit.

Homelander is an open baby book,

but soldier boy is tricky.

I need you to read his mind.

I said hallelujah...!

You send an eel to
ass-murder Adam bourke?

Here's what's gonna happen now.

You fucking do whatever
I say whenever I say it.

You know who this is? This is the legend.

I was balls deep in golden geisha,

and Marlon Brando was
apparently balls deep in me.

I was visited by an angel,
and she foretold my destiny.

What is it?

I'm the savior of the world.

Thanks for visiting vmc theaters,

where it's always a
super day for the movies.

Hey! I see you putting fanta in
the water cup, you little bastard.

You got to pay for that!

Dude.

You were supposed to refill the
popcorn machine an hour ago.

I was just gonna do it.

Relax.

Ooh!

You know what this
smell reminds me of?

Miriam Liebowitz.

I met her at a b'Nai b'rith purim carnival.

And... 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.

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?

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?

We need to talk.

Tanner, I'm going on a break!

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...
- We're looking for one

of your old bump buddies.

- Bombsight.
- But somehow... 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,

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?

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.

Let me make this clear.

You either help us or I
cut your fucking balls off.

Y-y-y-you sound like
butcher now, you know that?

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.

Hopefully the 35th try is the charm.

Hey. You wanted to see me, boss?

Is he supposed to be
bleeding out of his ass like that?

Ideally, no.

Yo, you guys seen firecracker?

She was gonna come on the pod.

Firecracker's moved on to a better place.

Orlando?

- Sh... - Shit. No.
- Yeah.

Why? What happened?

We just don't have any
more room in the boat for...

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. I got you.

No. 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.

Thought you were on the boat.

So what's more important,
homelander or some fucking grouper?

Homelander. Homelander, of course.

Yeah. 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.

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.

Oui, monsieur charcuter.

But I beg you...

- You got a way in?
- I snuck

in and out of that church more
times than I can count as a teenager.

Timer set?

Twenty-four hours.

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.

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?

Surprise, surprise.

Butcher.

I've had anal warts I've
been more excited to see.

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.

Well, what a pleasure indeed.

You remind me of a
young Ursula an dress.

Timeless beauty.

She pissed on me once.

Yeah. He's a charmer.

But you can help us find bomb sight?

Yeah, well, see, that's...
okay, that's-that's the trick.

If bomb sight 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?
- That name

doesn't sound racist at all.

Golden geisha had a very
steamy fuck scene with Erik estrada

orient.

Very progressive for the day.

But, hey, if anybody can
get a message to bomb sight,

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?

It's a retirement home for supes.

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?

Yeah. It'll be a treat for you.

- See what real stars look like.
- 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?

Yeah.

He's happy. All right.

Let's get cracking.

Hey. Guys.

I need you to promise me...

We will find that v1, pet it Hughie.

I promise you.

We had a deal.

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, 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?

Okay.

People are so predictable.

Plan b it is.

What did you do? What are you doing?

- Okay.
- What the fuck?

What did you do?

Chloroform. Quiet.

Madam vice president, is
everything all right in there?

Apocalypse or no, I need your help.

Homelander cannot become immortal,

- so send the agents away.
- Madam vice president.

I'm fine!

I'm fine. I just... Stubbed my toe.

Walking around, as people do.

Do you need assistance?

No! Nope. I am all good.

So just stand down and stand by.

Confirmation code?

Ginger snap.

- 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.

I'll take care of the rest.

Fuck.

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.
- 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.

What is that smell? It's like...

Hand sanitizer and lasagne?

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.

G-49.

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.

Hi. Wow, 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.
- I don't want to fuck him.

He is old and disgusting.

Okay, you know I can hear
you when you say that, right?

What the fuck do you want?

We need to talk to bomb sight.

- Get out.
- Goldie.

- Come on.
- Don't "Goldie" me.

You come in here and you bring him up?

Well, listen, there was a time

you and bomb sight 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.
- Yes,

- they really are.
- We wouldn't be asking

if it wasn't important.

Okay! All right!

Take it easy there, hot flash.

So geisha told me to eat her golden ass.

I dined at that establishment back in '78,

and the service was great.

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.

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 bomb sight come to us.
- No, no, no, no.

Absolutely not.

You lay a finger on Goldie,

bombsight's never gonna help you.

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.

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?

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.

Okay.

Good to go.

Hey, do you think...

We could wait here for a few minutes?

Okay, so that one?

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
bomb sight, 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... but thank you.

Look, it's-it's big bird eating a dick.

You see an unsettling
amount of dicks up there,

I'm just saying.

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.

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.

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
bomb sight 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...

A-Are you really just leaving me here?

Fuck.

What's got you looking blue, little lady?

Gee, bomb sight, 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.

Thanks, bomb sight!
Henry will be thrilled!

You bet he will.

Shit.

Hey, Goldie.

Night night.

Not so fast, white man.

This one's for you, m.

Fuck you.

Stop.

No! You'll kill him!

What is taking you so long...

You sure this is the right address?

I'm sure.

Well, there's no sign of
bomb sight... Or fucking anyone.

Maybe crime analytics got a bad tip.

Come on, rub it. Rub it with your stump.

Yeah, just like that.

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...

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.

Come on. I can't find the v1 without you.

Good.

You don't deserve to live forever.

Security cameras are looped.

Who are they?

It's almost every psychic in the country.

What the fuck does
homelander want with all of them?

My god.

It's firecracker.

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.

That a fuckin' fax machine?

Yeah, it's the last of the
numbers she had for him.

Oi. 23 fucking numbers you had for
bomb sight, and they're all fucking shite?

Do you know how to delete them?

I was telling you the truth.

I have no idea where
bomb sight 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 bomb sight.

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.

Sorry, I'm just shaking off a migraine.

But your mind is still
an open book, Chad.

Yes, the spill was larger
than deep water horizon.

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!

Jeremy? No!

No, no, no!

No. Jeremy.

No, no. No, no, no, no.
He's not breathing. No.

Jeremy.

Jeremy? Can you hear me?

We know, Kevin.

We know it was you.

Why are you so certain
bomb sight 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.

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 bomb sight possesses.

Wait, that's what you're after?

What-what's so funny?

I'll tell bomb sight 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.

You're both so young.
You wouldn't understand.

Maybe I would.

Summer is only beautiful

when you know winter is coming.

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... It's okay.

We're both willing to do it anyway.

For you.

Jesus Christ.

Yeah, that's pretty much
what he was going for.

Do I even need to say be careful?

It's okay.

It won't go off until the timer does.

I think.

Starlight...

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...

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?

Annie, I am sorry.

I really did like you.

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.

Authorities are calling it the
worst environmental disaster

in U.S. history.

An estimated 2.5 million gallons
of crude oil have already spilled...

Plenty of fish in the sea, bro.

But most of them are fuckin' dead.

Vought petroleum promised
a thorough investigation...

You think a fish holocaust is funny, bro?

Yeah. Payback's a bitch, bitch.

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.

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.

They were my friends.

Sucks to suck, dipshit.

Stop, loser, bro-bro-bro!

So let's record this stupid fucking thing.

You were never my bro, bro.

No.

God.

God.

Hey. Some kid shit on the
floor in the men's room. Again.

Terrific.

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.

I did.

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.

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.

Great.

That's great.

Tell me somethin'.

You got all this figured out.

But you still end up trapped in a bunker
eating canned tuna and chef boyardee?

Ooh, crunch wraps, please.

And, 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.

Right on cue.

Oi, bomb sight, 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?

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.

Okay...

- 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.
- Come on.

Here you go.

No, well, this is nothing,

but, you know, they have to
have left something behind.

You know?

It's not nothing.

It's a taco bell receipt.

No. This is sage!

Taunting me.

Okay.

This makes no sense.
This makes no sense.

This makes no sense.

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?

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-i-I'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.

You can go.

- I can go?
- Leave.

No words. Just go.

Now. Go.

- Now!
- Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah.

How can I help you, sir?

I need the tracking coordinates
for a voughtalert necklace.

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.
- 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?

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.

Hey.

Robbie, just give him what he wants.

- Fuck.
- Let's go.

Please, don't.

They kidnapped you.

I don't want anyone else
to get hurt because of me.

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.

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.

Goddamn it.

Fuck.

Ooh.

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?

I'd do it for the v1.

The fuck is that?

Come on.

This is the first time
I've seen my blood in...

I can't remember.

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.

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.

Run.