[Homelander finds Soldier Boy with the V1 syringe he received from Bombsight. The Boys and Sister Sage watch them from the nearby woods.]
Homelander
Don't. I don't wanna fight you.
[looks down at the syringe] 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. [pause] She hadn't met you yet.
[Soldier Boy offers the syringe to Homelander, who accepts it]
I don't understand. He wasn't supposed to... It's impossible.
Homelander
But you hate me.
I love her more... and this is what she would want.
[Homelander lasers his left arm and injects the V1 into his wound. His eyes immediately start flickering and he kneels on the ground in pain. The Boys watch in horror as Homelander screams and shoots powerful lasers into the sky.]
[A V1-empowered Homelander sits in President Calhoun's chair in the Oval Office. He hears a knock at the door.]
Homelander
Come in! [in a cheerful tone as Ashley and Calhoun enter] Hello, you two. Isn't it a beautiful day?
[nervously] You're welcome to use this office as long as you need.
Homelander
I know. Let's get right to it! While Oh Father is hard at work on my divine unveiling, I have a few action items I need you to handle.
Of course. Anything, sir.
Homelander
The Democratic Church of America is to be the official national religion, based around the one true god: Me.
Homelander
I want every boundary between church and state dissolved. I want troops sent into every sanctuary city that took in Starlighters. Issue an executive order banning abortion. Also, breastfeeding is now mandatory. Babies need their mothers, not fake milk. Actually, outlaw that, too.
Homelander
[intensely] Ban nut milk. The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was making you think nuts were milk. [snickers after a short silence]
Those are all, uh, fantastic ideas, sir. Um... I'll run them by Congress–
Homelander
No, disband it.
Homelander
Disband Congress. It's better for freedom.
Well, sir, I don't really have that authority.
Homelander
[frowns] Ashley, do me a favor. Read Steven's mind. I wanna know if he's a true believer.
But of... course I am, sir.
Homelander
Terrific! Then you have nothing to worry about. [gets up and steps over to Ashley] Do it.
[He rips off her wig, and she gasps and covers her face in shame as "Back Ashley" is revealed]
[revolted] What the fuck is that?
?"Back Ashley"
Don't look!
Homelander
Don't make me ask again.
?"Back Ashley"
[stammering in fear] Sir, I–I... Sir, I...
[sighs; steels herself and turns back to Homelander] He's terrified of you, sir. He thinks you're just a tiny bit psychotic.
Homelander
Steven! [steps towards Calhoun, glaring intensely] Here I am. A living god. [rests his hands on Calhoun's shoulders] Right before your eyes... and still, your faith wavers? [beat; Calhoun is clearly too terrified to answer] It's okay. No, I'm not angry... [clasps his head gently] But I am disappointed.
[He crushes Calhoun's head into a pulp, then wipes the blood off his hands on a sofa. An utterly terrified Ashley stares at Calhoun's body as Homelander sits back down.]
[Soldier Boy sees Homelander standing over a scale model of a Homelander-themed amusement park]
Homelander
Hey. HomeLand. Next phase of the reboot. Showing the faithful my boundless love for them. [points at a monument of himself] That there? The Homelander Mount. We're saying that this is where the angel visited me, and I ascended to godhood.
Homelander
You're gonna love this. [waves his hand over a rollercoaster] This area here? We're calling it: "Soldier Boy: Father of God!" All the fastest rides are gonna be there, and every night, there's gonna be a ticker-tape parade honoring you.
[pause] I'm gonna head down to Bogotá. Figure I'll snort and fuck my way through the banana republics.
Homelander
Uh... When are you coming back?
Homelander
What? Look, if you don't like the park, I mean, forget it. I don't–I don't care about any of it. You want hοοker and blow? I'll get you all the drugs and all the wrinkly old whοres in America.
No, you're not hearing me.
Homelander
No, you're not hearing me. I am where I am because you chose me. To help me. So, I want you to have whatever you want.
What I want is to get away.
Homelander
From what? [scoffs] Or from who?
This just ain't my bag, kid.
Homelander
I welded your shield back together, you never use it. I hired you a three-star Michelin chef, all you ever order is meatloaf and chili. I even had L.J. mock up a new super suit for you.
[Homelander pulls out a poster of Soldier Boy wearing an American flag-patterned suit]
Oh, God. See, that's what I'm talking about.
Homelander
Oh, God? What?!
I don't want that. And another thing: I gave you the V1 because of Clara. Because that's what she would've wanted. This was never gonna be a "playing catch on the front lawn", "fixing up the old Impala" bullshit. You're too weird.
Homelander
Stop fucking saying that.
And you're no god. No angel came to you. You had a wet dream about some chick with big, juicy tіts. If that makes you a god, then I'm a fucking god every night.
Homelander
I AM GOD!
[pause] Would it help if I said, "It's not you, it's me"?
Homelander
[laughs softly] If you wanna go, go.
[sighs; pats Homelander on the back] Good luck, son.
[Homelander suddenly grabs Soldier Boy from behind and puts him in a chokehold until he passes out]
Homelander
I love you.
[Frenchie taps on a wall to divert Homelander away from Kimiko and Sister Sage. Homelander immediately comes to Frenchie and sees him inside the homemade uranium chamber.]
Homelander
The Frenchman. [opens the door] Where are the others? Where's Sage?
[Frenchie says nothing and smirks while giving Homelander the middle finger]
Homelander
Oh, ha-ha-ha. [pause; walks into the chamber] You don't really think you're gonna recreate Soldier Boy's little party trick, do you?
We already did... and they're coming for you as we speak. So gargle my hairy nutsack, you Nazi putain. And gargle on this.
[Frenchie flips a lever up to expose Homelander and himself to radiation. They both groan in pain as their faces start blistering.]
Look at you. I bet you never danced a day in your life.
Homelander
It's alright. I'm not here to hurt you.
Homelander
Look at you. No harm done.
Homelander
Crime Analytics caught wind of a young man flying outside Kolvereid. Tends to draw attention.
Homelander
I know. You've made that very clear. But you're also the son of God, and you should not be sleeping in a barn. You can have a whole floor of the Tower. Do what you want with it, come and go as you please.
I don't wanna be anywhere near you.
Homelander
Everything is different now. I've ascended. I'm immortal.
Then, why do you give a shit about what happens to me?
Homelander
Because we're family. [Ryan scoffs] We have the same blood pumping through our veins.
Yeah, well, you've got your shitty racist dad. So you don't need me.
Homelander
No, Soldier Boy doesn't matter. You and I, that's all that matters. I know you, because I am you. And you're me.
Dad… Get fuckеd. I am nothing like you. You were already the most powerful person on Earth. And you were a lonely, miserable piece of fucking shit, throwing tantrums when you didn't get what you want. Why the fuck would more power make you any better? It's just gonna make you an even more lonely, miserable piece of shit. Scaring people into calling you God doesn't make you God. And deep down, you know that.
Homelander
[beat; tearfully sighs] It's okay. You don't know what's going on. It's okay… but you will.
Homelander
Who the fuck is that?
Günter Van Ellis. World's richest man. Seventeen children. Amateur astronaut.
Homelander
So?
Well, he represents a consortium of billionaires, and they have a few requests.
Homelander
I don't have time for this.
Well, they are the ruling class of America. To build your church, we'll need their support.
Homelander
Is he a believer? Are any of them? Or are they just scared of me?
Even Thomas doubted. With enough time, the gentlest water can wear down any stone. Patience.
Homelander
Wherever you're going, get there faster.
I believe we should consider postponing.
Homelander
Out of the question.
You saw Butcher's lab. If he managed to figure out Soldier Boy's blast, or if there were even the slightest chance that he might render you powerless…
Homelander
You think I'm afraid of William Butcher?
No. No, of course not. [laughing] Of course not. And we've taken the necessary precautions. We moved the venue here. We just don't want any distractions on your blessed day. And it will give me more time to do what I do best: Convert more souls to your righteous banner.
[The Deep notices Homelander as he walks by]
Your Eminence? [Homelander sighs]
Not your call, Prophet Brohammad. [to Homelander] Look, you don't need The Seven anymore? Genius move, as always, but I've been thinking. What you do need is a Crusader. Yeah, like one of those yoked knights from the olden days. Crack some skulls, lay down your holy law.
[Homelander just lets out an exasperated sigh and leaves. He sees Günther and takes him outside.]
Where did you learn about the Crusades?
The Bible. Ever heard of it?
It's not in the Bible. Uh, let me guess. Indiana Jones?
What? No, Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves.
[Homelander grabs Günther and flies up with him]
That's not a documentary.
[They see Homelander return without Günther. Oh Father looks shocked and confused as Homelander walks back inside.]
Homelander
He's an astronaut. I took him to space. Now, listen to me. I don't need anyone anymore. I don't need billionaires–
I couldn't agree more, sir.
Homelander
[turns to look at The Deep] And I don't need perverted fish fuckers who debase themselves endlessly for mere drops of my affection.
Is that what you think of me?
Homelander
Since the day we met. I have never had less respect for anyone in my life. In fact, Kevin, the only reason that I haven't fucking killed you is that I want you to feel deep in your heart how truly worthless you really are. [smiles and sighs happily; to Oh Father] Are the psychics in place?
Homelander
Good. The second the live broadcast is over, I want the wheat separated from the chaff. Those who don't accept my truth will be the first to burn in my holy fire. Smile, Father. One way or another, it's gonna be a beautiful day.
[Homelander gives his Easter address from the Oval Office and begins reading from a teleprompter]
Homelander
My fellow Americans... Happy Easter. A day commemorating Jesus, who, as we all know, was tortured, stripped of his dignity and killed. And that's all well and good... but you're Americans. You deserve a God who doesn't die. A God who fights back. A God you can believe in. Well, today, I bring you good news. Recently, I was visited by an exquisite angel bearing the gift of revelation. As I bathed in her light, her heavenly lips spilled sweet truth into my ear, and I was awakened to my true purpose. Not just to be the world's greatest hero but to save all humanity. To be... the second coming. But in a way, really, I'm the first coming. America... I am the Lord. Your savior. I am your God. And as such, I'm going to usher this world into a new, golden dawn. An age in which your God moves among you, seen and heard. Your prayers are truly answered when you visit "homelander.church." And all I ask for in return… I simply ask that you open your hearts and put your faith in me. Those who accept my truth will be welcomed into a land of milk and honey. For I am your Fa…
[Homelander stares blankly at the teleprompter when he sees the word "Father"]
Homelander
I am… [beat] But no matter what I do, some of you people will never accept me into your hearts. Never love me. Never believe in me. And to such heretics, I offer oblivion. And those who seek to destroy me, you will die the most horrible of deaths, as befits your wickedness. My reign will last forever, and when this world is cold and dead, I shall remain. Eternal. God of the ashes.
[Butcher and Kimiko suddenly break into the Oval Office]
Evening, cunts. Daddy's home.
Homelander
William… I was starting to think you weren't gonna hold up your end of our deal.
Homelander
[pause; grins] A shame about the French one. How's your little science experiment going without him?
[Homelander is now at Butcher's mercy after losing his powers]
Shock and awe, my son. Blood and fuckin' bone.
[Homelander silently panics before charging toward Butcher, who grabs Homelander's fist with his left hand and punches him three times with the other. Butcher grabs Homelander again and prepares to land another punch.]
[Butcher beats Homelander's face to a bloody pulp, knocking him down to the floor and leaving him blubbering in fear]
Homelander
Stop! You owe me. All the times I could've killed you and I didn't, I let you live. I'll–I'll give you Vought. [Butcher picks up his crowbar] I'll give you Vought, alright? You can do whatever you want with it, okay? I'll–I'll… [stammers] Becca. You want your wife back? I'll have a shape-shifter be her. [whimpers when Butcher says nothing] Just tell me! I'll fucking suck your dіck! Please! I'll do anything! You want me to eat shit?! I'll eat your fucking shit! I'll eat your fucking shit on live TV! [pause; Butcher knocks him down against the desk] Madelyn, you promised me. It's not real. [to Butcher] You can't fucking do this. You can't fucking do this! I am the Homelander!
No. No, you ain't nothing. And this... This is for my Becca.
Homelander
No, no...
[Butcher stabs Homelander in the head with the crowbar, killing him instantly. He lifts the crowbar upwards, breaking Homelander's skull open and spilling brain matter all over the desk.]