* THE BOYS S01E01 STARTERS.
"how's he gonna find his dick? it's invisible."
"get up, get up! come on, come on!"
"stay back. just stay the fuck back!"
"what are you smiling at?"
"you okay?"
"can i… can i get a selfie?"
"i really need to talk to you about something."
"later, kid."
"i'd like to make an appointment for you to come over and lay some cable."
"that doesn't mean what you think it means."
"laying cable means sex."
"that's disgusting."
"despite your best efforts, i'm actually still hungry."
"i'm actually more hungry now."
"where are we gonna go after all this hot talk?"
"what was i supposed to do? kick his door down."
"i said okay."
"yeah, but you didn't mean it."
"i don't think that's… i don't think that's true."
"well excuse me for waiting."
"you ever heard of chivarly?"
"listen, this is about you getting what you deserve."
"hey, don't you ever besmirch billy joel."
"i can't stop, i can't stop, i can't stop, i can't stop."
"let the energy go through the wall."
"you should look away."
"i hated it. i mean i can still smell the hairspray."
"but it wasn't a joke to me."
"since when did hopeful and naive become the same thing?"
"i mean why would you get into this business if not to save the world?"
"just, uh, don't get upset, okay?"
"i sign this and i can't talk about it?"
"look, i know you're upset, but we're just trying to help."
"then say you're sorry."
"i mean, you people say 'our condolences' and 'my sympathies' and 'our
regrets', but nobody can look me in the fucking eye and say 'i'm sorry!'"
"i'm not signing anything, get out."
"can i think about it?"
"we could really use the press right now."
"don't worry, i didn't get the job."
"if you're negative, negative things happen to you."
"come sit with me."
"good for you. you want to make this right, what happened. but you can't."
"this is a lot of money. we could really use it."
"be realistic."
"you can't do this."
"you don't have the fight, you never have."
"i'm sorry, but it's true."
"are all these people here for me?"
"i- i haven't done anything yet."
"yeah, that's why we love you."
"so, you ready for your life to change?"
"pretty cool, huh?"
"i used to stand in the mirror, pretending to be where i am right now."
"on my first day, i felt like a fraud. but the good news is, everybody feels that way."
"and hey, we're a team now. we'll help each other out."
"i hope that's not inappropriate to say."
"settle down, we're just talking."
"look, i know that you're powerful. i get it."
"your powers are no joke."
"goes to show you, doesn't it? the bollocks people will believe, if you get them
scared enough."
"cool. cool, cool."
"i'm not gonna piss you about. i heard what happened."
"i'm sorry, who are you?"
"i said who the hell are you, how do you know that?"
"listen, i was thinking that you and me should have a bit of a chat."
"you don't sound like a fed."
"you got it all wrong. it's what i can do for you."
"if you knew half the shit they get up to… fucking diabolical."
"how do you spank a supe?"
"you'll love it."
"thank you for an extremely weird conversation."
"i don't wanna go to a second location with you."
"this is your one and only, mate. once i go i'm gone."
"what have you got to lose that you ain't already lost?"
"where are we?"
"keep your mouth shut."
"fucking hypocrite."
"you want to hear something crazy?"
"dude, that's nasty."
"they're fucking laughing."
"so what are you gonna do about it?"
"oh, for chrissakes. clean yourself up."
"never let them see you like this."
"someone's fucking hiding something."
"like what, like i'm fucking james bond?"
"no, no. i can't, okay?"
"i'm not an infiltrator."
"i'm sorry, i'm just gonna fuck it up."
"i'm not… i'm not like you."
"i know, i know, it's a tough swallow."
"i think maybe you can."
"friendship does cut both ways."
"i don't know what you're talking about."
"i'm fine, i'm just having a bad day."
"and… i didn't fight. and now i just feel sick."
"turns out i'm not who i thought i was."
"sorry, i didn't mean to just dump all of that on you."
"just 'cause you fall on your ass doesn't mean you have to stay there."
"that's not who you are. so, who are you?"
"i'm a fighter. i'm gonna fight. i'm gonna take that son of a bitch's head clean
off his body."
"little scary, but- but cool."
"okay, man. i'm in."
"don't want to be late to your first official meeting."
"i had a whole welcome speech planned."
"beginning to wonder if you'd even show up. all that pressure, it's a lot for
anyone to swallow."
"i'm here, and i'm not going anywhere."
"can we get back to this, please? this is a serious crime."
"now, what i do want to hear, is who you saved this week. huh?"
"that's that? that was- that was a lot. th- i've- hold on, can you just- can you
repeat it again?"
"or you can take the blue pill. or is it the red pill? anyway, take the other pill
and quit being a cunt."
"which pill do you want me to take?"
"just quit being a cunt, that's what i'm saying."
"could you empty your pockets, please?"
"accidents happen, right?"
"after all, i mean, you were saving the world."
"can i use your bathroom?"
"and i look him right in the eye, and i smile."
"that was awesome, man."
"i get why you dig this job."
"i think it's best that i take it from here, you know what i mean?"
"i know you can help. i got it."
"you ever seen an asshole tear up 45k?"
"i'd appreciate your discretion."
"of course. you have my word."
"you think i wouldn't find this?"
"who was he?! he put you up to this?"
"do you think i'm a fucking idiot?"
"sorry about the mess."
"you should fuck off."
"you're gonna fucking tell me, or i'm gonna smash your fucking scalp off."
"is he… is he dead?"
"well, he ain't moving."
"would've taken me forever to work that one out."
"let's get him in the booth. the trunk."
"we're both in a shitload of trouble."
"what?! then who the fuck are you?!"
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