Amazon Prime original drama The Boys drops s2e5 this Friday September 17, 2020.
#TheBoys will drop an episode each Friday for the next four weeks / has been renewed for a third season.
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metacritic: 76
imdb: 8.7
emmys: 1 nomination
Hughie Campbell
Hugh Campbell and his associates work to take down Vought Industries outside of New York City, New York.
“Looks good. Uh… no, I’m just getting you your Purell. Yeah. Yeah, the aloe. It’s really good. Keeps your skin s-smooth. Okay. The-the burner phone, did you snap the SIM card? Head down. Head down. I just… I’m wanted and you’re kind of super famous, so, uh… did you snap the SIM card? I… you look good. I know. I know. Clud Med in Ibiza. It’s been awesome. The foam parties will change your life. Oh, um… here it is. You do? Are you sure you can do this? Hey, I, uh… I saw a really great picture of you at the Teen Choice Awards with, um– what’s his name? Ansel Adams? No. No, of course not. Get over yourself. So did the PR people put you together or what, what’s… he’s an actor. Okay, yeah. Yeah, I got it. Ouch. I’ll sleep when I know you’re safe.” — Hughie Campbell
“Who cares? No. No. He’s too much of an asshole to die. Or… maybe we could not run. Well, we shouldn’t just give up. Guys, we get some Compound V, we-we bring it to The New York Times, we burn Vought to the ground. We could… get some. Someone could help us get it. Fuck Butcher! We don’t need him. We don’t need Butcher. I mean, guys, just-just-just hear me out.” — Hughie Campbell
“What’d he say? What’s going on? Frenchie, what did he say? Not fucking human cargo? Jesus Christ, Frenchie. A Supe.” — Hughie Campbell
“Okay, so? Amazing fucking friends of yours. Okay, okay, all right. What do we do? What, an anonymous tip? Yeah, I’m sure that’ll go straight to the mayor. You saw that video. What if he does that to-to an airplane? Or the fucking Brooklyn Bridge? Okay, the CIA lady, right? Rayner. For the last time, we don’t need Butcher. We should… call Annie. Yeah. No, no. I’m not, I’m not stupid, okay? I texted her. And then we met up, but we’re getting some Compound V. We were careful! We used burner… we used burner phones. You’ve been walking around for days like you want to kick my ass, so do it already. This guy could kill a lot of people. There’s no one else! No one’s coming to save us. No, I don’t! I don’t have a job. Or Robin. Or my dad. Or Annie. One way or another, they all, uh… now all I have is this. This. Which is really fucking depressing, but it’s true. So, maybe I can’t be Lee Marvin. But I can be Harry Potter. Or, uh… you know, John Connor or-or-or what’s her name from The Hunger Games. Yeah, the point is I could be the person that nobody thinks is awesome. M.M. Listen, we help the CIA lady, she could help you maybe get back to your family. Did you ever think of that?” — Hughie Campbell
Homelander
“Today I can report to the American people that Black Noir has conducted an operation killing the super terrorist known as Naqib. But that doesn’t mean sacrifices won’t still be made. The proof of that, sadly… lies before us. For today, we mourn a fallen member of The Seven. Translucent. Murdered in cold blood by the cartel super terrorist El Diablo. Before he left, Translucent said to me… almost as if he knew something was gonna happen, he said… ‘hey, Homelander. Tell my sons Maverick that I love him.’ And he also said, ‘you find those Super Terrorists…’ well, Super Villains is really the only term, but he said, ‘you find them, Homelander. And you stop them.’ So I say to you, Maverick… and to all the sons and daughters of this great nation, I will stop them. I will save you. I’ll do it for you. For America. And for a dear… dear old friend. Goodbye, brother. And thank you.” — Homelander
“Good to see you. Thank you. Yeah. There you go. I know. I miss him too, pal. David. Well… I’m not gonna lie, um, it’s hard. It’s really hard. Um… it comes in waves, you know? Aw… Starlight. Thank you for saying that. Isn’t she the best?” — Homelander
“Ashley. Glad to see you’re, uh, making yourself at home. Huh. I liked it. God rest her soul. No, not yet. But we will. Really? So soon? Do I? Lead the way. That’s Blindspot, right? Amazing. Wait. Hold on. You can tell it’s me? Wow. That’s-that’s impressive. Can I just say, that is amazing. And you, my friend, are a true hero. Not because of what you do for a job, but… well, because of what you’ve overcome. Hey, guys, um, I just have one question, if that’s okay. Yeah? All right, so… what happens if, uh, I don’t know, I do this? And now you’re just another useless fuckin’ blind guy. This must be some kind of a joke. Ashley… what made you think I would ever allow a cripple into The Seven? For fuck sakes, Ashley, don’t look at him, look at me! Ashley! Look at me. Let’s get one thing straight. The only reason you’re here and not doing corporate PR for fucking Diva Cups is that I brought you here. You are dispensable, which means you answer to me. From now on, I will set my own agenda, I’ll approve my own marketing and write my own talking points. You will tell me everything that goes on on the 99th floor, and I mean everything. Every call, e-mail, group chat. If a fucking light bulb goes out, you will tell me. And Ashley, in no fucking way do you decide who goes in The Seven. I decide. Do we have an understanding?” — Homelander
“I keep saying ‘Super Villain’ is the better term. It’s Americans that are gonna keep us in the Army not the fucking world. It’s ‘Saving America.’ Mm-hmm? Pull the trigger.” — Homelander
Starlight
“♪ We’re defended by our heroes ♪ He stood among the best ♪ Protecting us from evil ♪ You rose above the rest ♪ And though we could see you through ♪ It seems we hardly knew you ♪ We confess ♪ Thanks to all you’ve done ♪ We’ve all been blessed ♪ But our heroes ♪ Never die ♪ Your spirit ♪ Fills the sky ♪ Your presence truly blessed us ♪ From the start ♪ And you’ll never truly vanish from our hearts ♪ Your spirit ♪ Fills the sky ♪ Your presence truly blessed us ♪ From the start… ♪” — Starlight
“Mwah! Thank you, guys. It means a lot. Hi, David. Yeah, but this one, he’s really just been our rock. He sat us down and he said, ‘we’re more than just a team. We’re family. And we need to pull together like one.’ Aw, thank you. Really. I don’t know where we would be without you.” — Starlight
“Jesus. When was the last time you slept, Hugh? Sorry. Yes. Uh, yes. I snapped the SIM card, okay? And no one followed me down here, and they can’t even trace my chip down here. We’re okay. Yeah, you, um… you look good, too. You look very, you know, uh… yeah, I’m lying. I’m sorry. You look like shit. Where are you guys living? Idiot. Oh, shit. I know him. Yeah. I mean, not for a while, but yes, from my Capes for Christ days. I have a choice? Alden Ehrenreich. Are you stalking me on Instagram? No. He’s a nice guy. He’s an actor who didn’t lie to my face every day. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I– Hughie, I… hey. Get some sleep.” — Starlight
“Gecko? Is that you? Hi. Oh, shut up. Oh, you don’t say? Thank you.Mm-hmm, that Passion play we put on? You were the best Jesus. And Big Game was Pontius Pilate. Oh, my God, those freckles. You know he wanted to make out with me? Mm-hmm. Yeah, we never did. Yeah, it just, it was what Ezekiel always said. And my mom, too. That God is watching over you, every second. You know, I thought that He was watching us, and I thought that He’d be upset. Yeah. But looking back? I should’ve made out with Big Game. I should’ve done a lot more stuff. Because… there is nothing up there. There’s nobody in the sky watching over us. Not God, not Homelander. Not anybody. It’s all just… lies. I need a favor. I need you to go into the labs on 67, and steal me a sample of Compound V. Ah, see? Another lie. I know how we’re made. And it is not Jesus. You have to. Or I put this on Facebook tonight. Gecko, former teen star of Vought Summertime Clubhouse, working as an S&M hooker as a side hustle? I’m sure inquiring minds will want to know. I’m sorry. But… we’re not anything.” — Starlight
Mother’s Milk
“The fuck you going? Get the shit with aloe. And come right back. Christ. We gotta get outta here, now. Could just stay here. With Frenchie’s gangbanger friends. The cots, they got 31 flavors of semen in them. You’ll love ’em. You got some V, Hughie? ‘Cause I don’t. And who might that be? Shut the fuck up! This is over.” — Mother’s Milk
“What the hell happened? Holy shit. Sit him down. Sit him down. Just bring him over here. Shit. Listen, he’s broken every single bone in his arm. Broken half his ribs. I can’t do nothing here. You got to take him to the hospital. Hospital… translate for me, Frenchie. Tell him to take him to the hospital. Fuck! Move, move.” — Mother’s Milk
“Cops seen this? Or you didn’t ask. Oh, you just call 911. So, what’s your big plan, Hughie? Right, the same CIA that wants to clamp our nuts into some jumper cables. ‘Call Annie.’ Annie? You mean Starlight? ‘Cause that’s who she is. Vought has her phone so bugged… they’re praying that you do that. Oh, no. You fucking called her? Oh, fuck. Fuck you, Hughie! Are you fucking crazy? Are you fucking crazy?! What the fuck are you doing?! Kid, you don’t get it! They could’ve been following you. They could be watching us right fucking now! If you’re the fucking reason why I can’t finish that Vermont country dollhouse, I will fucking end you. Goddamn it. Shit! I don’t want to kick your ass, Hughie. I just don’t want to get dragged back into this shit, all right? I want to get home to my wife and my kid. If I still can. Hughie… let someone else handle it, okay? You don’t get it. You are not a soldier. You’re not a spy. You’re just a kid that sells stereo equipment.” — Mother’s Milk
Stan Edgar
“I’m on page 134. Chain of command doesn’t apply to other military contractors in the field; I don’t see why it should apply to us. Same person as always. Me. Subheading 16. We need a top secret, Yankee White designation for Compound V. Hell yes. Half our own heroes don’t know they have Compound V in their veins. You want China finding out? That’s standard language for our New York contract. L.A., Chicago. Officially? Zero, of course. But cone of silence? 34%”
The Deep
“Hey, that’s my shoulder. Right there. That’s my fucking shoulder, they… they cut me from the picture. They can’t… can’t just cut me from the fucking picture! They can’t cut me out! Just get me another fucking lava flow, please.”
“You think this is fun? You think water’s supposed to be fun? Try swimming in the Mariana Trench, you little fucking idiots. Yeah, not so fun anymore is it? No, it’s dark and it’s cold. And you’re so alone. You’re so… …goddamn fucking alone. Thanks. Hey, I know you. Yeah, you’re, uh, Raven… Ravenwing. You bailed me out? Why?”
“Hey, man. Thanks for letting me crash. Sorry, about the bathroom. I’ll clean it up. Okay. Oh, shit. You scared me. Thank you. Been where? I… I don’t think I’m at rock bottom. And what are you, his therapist or something? What-what about, what about me? Tell her what? No, I don’t… I don’t have a drinking… I’m fine. Okay, thank you. You know what? I don’t know what the fuck this is, but it’s weird as fuck, so I’m leaving. No, thank you.”
Frenchie
“It is a puzzle. Where is Monsieur Charcuter? Why hasn’t he called? He could be dead. Good passports do not come cheap. I sell the RPGs, smuggle the Kalashnivoks. We have enough money. That’s it. Where will you go, Petit Hughie? Oh, and you have a better idea? No, maybe we can stay, all of us, in your mother’s asshole. You are like a record that is broken. You did not hear the television? We are famous now. Butcher even more so. A-team had Hannibal. Dirty Dozen, Lee Marvin. Beatles, Brian Epstein. Okay. Who’s going to be our captain? You?”
“What’s wrong? They promised me. They would only smuggle in guns and cocaine and fentanyl. Not fucking… they didn’t tell me. Supe Terrorist. They got paid to smuggle in a Supe Terrorist.”
“Did you make this? You wrote something. ‘Boy.’ What boy? I do not understand. What boy? They were wired the money from a blind account to smuggle the bastard in. Cold trail. I never said they were my friends, huh? I only said we will be… safe here. We could call Butcher. Then what? M.M., easy! Katniss.”
Eagle the Archer
“Hey, man. Want a Fresca? It’s Eagle. Eagle the Archer. Out of Cleveland? We met, like, five times at Vought-Con. I mean– mm. No, that doesn’t matter. Yeah. Because even heroes need a hand once in a while. Come on.”
“No need to apologize. Oh, that’s just Carol. Good friend. Carol, this is the Deep. Anyway, no need to apologize. We’ve all been there. It’s tough. Rock bottom. Uh, f-for me, my aha moment came with a hostage situation at Kroger. Multiple shooters. I showed up, I’m letting arrows fly, my aim is perfect. But… …there’s only so many arrows a quiver can hold. I just ran out. And then, we lost a lot of good people that day. Then you start to question, like, fucking arrows against TEC-9s? But I came to see that archery isn’t irrelevant, it’s timeless. It’s a pure and ancient art. Carol helped me see that. What about you, Deep? You can tell her, Deep. About your drinking. About your self-esteem issues. Really open up, Deep. That’s a good question, Deep. Carol really helped me, Deep.”
Ashley Barrett
“Homelander, hi. Yeah. Renovation is definitely overdue. It’s like 2003 called, they want their office back. You know? Yeah, me, too. It was really great. Homelander, I just want to thank you again for recommending me for this job. I was so surprised to get the call. I am gonna fill Ms. Stillwell’s shoes as best I can. Yeah. God rest it. Yeah. Any luck catching her killer, that Butcher maniac? Oh, good news. I think I found a hero. Perfect candidate to replace Translucent. Mm-hmm. He’s in the gym right now. You want to meet him? A differently abled member of The Seven. We’re gonna poll through the roof with millenials. Inclusion’s a big priority to them right now. And then I think we find an ethnic or female or, fingers crossed, an ethnic female to replace the Deep, and we’re golden. Yeah. Yeah. Sorry. Sorry. Okay. Okay. Yes.”
“Which means a double-digit drop the opening weekend of the Tek-Knight movie. Jill, ask them what they think about ‘Super Villain.’ Uh… I-
I don’t know. I-I feel like ‘Saving the World’ has a… great. Great.”
Vought Executive 1
“Well, when they’re in actual combat, whom exactly do you heroes report to? Come on, Stan. Only one man okays that. You want to stroll into the Oval Office and start barking orders? This one: ‘best efforts to limit collateral damage?’ We’d prefer stronger wording. Exactly what casualty allowance are we looking at here?”
Blindspot
“Homelander, wow, you’re… it’s-it’s an honor, sir. Mm-hmm. You don’t need super eyes when you have super ears. Thank you. That means everything coming from you.”
Vought Employee 1
“Baby kale salad? Caprese sandwich? Spicy chicken cilantro wrap? Veggie frittatta?”
Naqib
“Maybe ‘By The Power of My Holy Fire?’ How about… ‘burn in truth!’ Burn in truth!”
Naqib’s homie
“that’s too wordy. We want a catch phrase that is catchy. That is a good catch phrase. I think that…”
Bartender
“What? Okay. That’s enough. Time to go. I said it’s time to go, or I call TMZ.”
NYC Vendor
“Out of sight, never out of mind! Two for $64! Out of sight, never out of mind! Two for $64! Out of sight, never out of mind. Two for…”
NYC Fan
“Thank you so much, Starlight.”
Reporter
“Homelander, Starlight. How’s everyone holding up in the tower? Mm-hmm. You both…”
Billboard
“Citizen Starlight. Coming this fall on Vought. Just never looked so good.”
Cop 1
“Sir? Sir?”
Cop 2
“Swim free, little fish. You made bail.”
Seth Rogen
“The Translucent franchise, especially Invisible Force 2, is…”
Movie Stillwell
“Please. My baby needs a mother.”
Movie Butcher
“Oi! Shut your trap, you dumb bird, or else I’ll bollocks you.”
Chris Hansen
“But that’s exactly what William Butcher did. He murdered Vought Vice President Madelyn Stillwell using upwards of 30 pounds of C-4. Why would William Butcher do it? Disgruntled, perhaps, over his deceased wife, a former Vought employee. And why was Madelyn Stillwell’s baby found safe in a yard 17 miles away? …or any of his known associates– Marvin Milk, Hugh Campbell, or this man, whose real identity is unknown– please call 1-888-0-CRIMES.”
Reporter
“Translucent was laid to rest today, surrounded by his family, friends, fans and fellow Vought comrades. You can see the memorial featuring a performance by Starlight singing ‘Never Truly Vanish’ on Voughtify. Available now.”
Reporter 2
“Bet you can’t resist this arrest. America’s hottest crime-fighter is giving law enforcement a superpowered makeover in Citizen Starlight. Coming this fall from Vought. Go ahead, make her day.”
Gecko
“You know how it is. Don’t want to get stuck with the cleaning bill. Okay. So, what’s your poison? You a leg guy? 400? Whatever floats your boat, tiger. Yeah, just keep it refrigerated. For an extra grand, I’ll let you chop off my dick.”
Gecko Clientele
“Uh, d– a-an arm, please, actually. Um, d-do you want me to, uh, s-saw or-or chop or…? Holy shit. Holy shit! Holy shit! Thank you. That was so… I-I can keep the arm, right? Where’s the closest ATM?”
Frenchie thug 1
“Aide! Aide le! Aide le! Okay?!”
Frenchie thug 2
“No one’s seen it. I ain’t trying to get life without parole.”
Jill the Executive
“How about this one? How does it make you feel? Anyone? That’s a strong reaction, Margaret. I’d love to follow up on that, what do you mean when you say you hate the term ‘Super Terrorist?’ Uh, what about the term ‘Super Villain?’ Okay. Okay, turning our attention back to these, which do you prefer? ‘Saving America,’ can I get a show of hands? Okay. How about ‘Saving the World?’ Wow. Unanimous, strong reaction. So what is it about… okay. But is there something specific about ‘Saving the World’ that ‘Saving America…'”
Focus Group 1
“I hate it. I just mean, it’s really scary. It makes me want to lock the door and hide under the bed, you know? Uh, ‘Super Criminals’ sounds like something in a cartoon. That sounds better to me. More exciting. More exotic.”
Carol
“I have been looking forward to meeting you, Deep. Would you like a Fresca? But? No. No, therapy’s very destructive, actually. You could say I’m his teacher. How did you end up here? This is a safe space, Deep. If you don’t have any self-esteem issues, why are you constantly demeaning women? W-we just want to help. Help you get back into The Seven.”
Kimiko Miyashiro
News Anchor
“Yesterday, the Deep was found drunkenly ranting at children at Splash Zone in Sandusky, Ohio. He was later arrested and taken to Sandusky… …he was released on bail shortly after.”
Gecko
“Starlight? I mean, Annie, hi. Oh, my God, hi! Look at you, big-time Seven hero. You know, I-I work in Vought Tower at the, uh, labs on-on 67? I see your posters everywhere. They’re marketing the shit out of you. I’m happy for you, really. Buy you some coffee? Yeah, at the, uh, Capes for Christ Bible Camp, yes, totally. I mean, no one’s gonna take a nail through the hand like I can. Pontius Pilate and Mary hooking up? Ooh, ‘sacri-licious.’ Why not? He was so cute. Yeah, it’s a, it’s a messed up thing to tell a kid. Yeah. Yeah, anything for a Bible Camp alum. Um… I, uh… I don’t, I don’t know what that is. I can’t. I mean, it’s impossible. I’m a nobody there. I’m a lab rat. They cut off my limbs and they grow back. I can’t get you… Annie? I thought we were friends?”
Stormfront
Billy Butcher
