Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come here, Ryan.

The RPG releases an electromagnetic pulse on impact.

What is the truth?

Fuck off, you lot

Crying my little eyes out.

Lick my big black balls, Butcher.

-Come here. -Mom, Mom. I'm so sorry.

But I don't really hate anyone.

Hey, I saved your life,

Sons of bitches.

-just let me talk to him. -One,

We've already tried to take Vought down the right way.

Look, I can get the boy away from Homelander, all right?

Now your mum...

And you call me a ruthless bastard.

But wh-- why-why are you doing this?

a hero will immediately rush to your campus.

So, I need her gone.

-So, you think he's in the Tower? -Not sure.

-and everyone. -Great.

after what I said to you, but...

Be the man I know you are.

giving my thoughts and prayers, and pledging

That's not how it works. I had to learn.

What if it happens again?

You make sure he knows that.

Starlight's in the breeze somewhere, and you're,

So, let's try again.

-How's Noir? -Unresponsive.

of Vought International.

I know. I know...

But if Billy Butcher can do the right thing,

No, I don't want to pay for any more fucking courses!

You're back in.

Look, I've got to get across town...

I assume you got a man out there, with a clean shot?

I will find your son.

- Homelander. - Kids first.

- Please! - Don't die with them.

there's something really important

This is nothing compared to the raves

- Mm-hmm. - How about