Hughie quotes from The Boys

Hughie

Excuse me, sir. May I speak with you just for a moment?

Sorry, son. I got a packed schedule.

Hughie

Alright. I understand, sir, but it's just–I need your guidance. I need Christ's guidance.

What is it?

Hughie

Just hold on… one second. Let me just show you something.

[chuckles] What's wrong?

Hughie

Uh… You fucked me.

What?

Hughie

Yeah, in a private Supe club. You know, the one on East 29th? Secret Lair, I think it's called?

Don't know it. Nope.

Hughie

There were three of us oiled up, and you just wrapped your stretchy arms around me and it was–it was so fucking hot. And your dick was so perfect and long and… stretchy. And you–you played my butt like jazz. With poise and skill and… willingness to improvise.

Hughie

Hey, so that wasn't a piece of cake.

Hughie, that you? You alright?

Hughie

Yeah. Yeah, it's me. Sorry. I had to–had to borrow a phone. [to someone offscreen] Thanks again. [to M.M.] I got baptized. Yeah, it's a long story. Blackmailing somebody is not cake, okay? It is weird, it's scary, you wind up just saying shit.

Okay, but did you get him to talk? What'd he say?

Hughie

Uh, yeah. Yeah. I mean, you–you know that charity of his? Samaritan's Embrace?

Right.

Hughie

Alright. So what they do is they take boxes full of that stuff and they ship it to hospitals all across the country. And apparently, the latest one is going to the NICU at Mercer Hospital. It's, uh–It's Midtown, I think.

You are a natural, kid. You're like the fuckin' Rain Man of fucking people over.

Hughie

[laughs sarcastically] Not a compliment.

So I'm kind of a writer. I work in marketing. There's this one hero, who shall remain nameless, but has ice powers.

[snaps his fingers] Ice Princess.

I'm… not allowed to say. Anyway, she took a liking to me. It was heady, man. Intoxicating. No one wants to fuck the writer. Needless to say, I fell for her big time.

[whispering to Hughie] What kind of knobber falls for a Supe?

Anyway, we were being intimate when she climaxed and accidentally turned into ice. Just for a second, but I was, uh… still in there, at negative 346 degrees. Same temperature as liquid nitrogen. As you can imagine, um… [beat; looks down in shame] It snapped off.

The crazy thing is, I still miss her. It's like… that's the cost of a mortal like me for being with a god like her.

[whispering to Hughie] If a Supe done that when she was happy, imagine what one would do if she found out you'd been lyin' to her from the get-go?

Excuse me. Do you have something you'd like to share?

No, no. Apologies. [to Seth] Please, do continue the ice capades.

We don't make jokes or judgments here. Why don't you take the talking stick and tell us your story?

Nah, I'm good.

You know, I've seen guys like you before.

Oh, I seriously doubt that.

The smirk, the jokes–It's all a defense mechanism. But you don't have to do that here. This is a safe space.

I said I'm good. Time to move on.

Go ahead, Seth. Give him the stick.

You back off, or I'll shove this stick where your dick used to be. [to the rest of the support group] You're a bunch of pathetic Supe-worshipin' cunts. I bet you'd thank a Supe if they shat on your mum's best china! Did it ever occur to you that they split your spine… or broke your dick just for a laugh? Where's your fuckin' rage?! Your self-respect?! Sittin' here in your little share circle. Havin' a little whinge and a moan. Fuck lettin' go! You should be out there with a fuckin' chainsaw, goin' after them! Just a bunch of scared fuckin' rabbits.

[to Hughie as he walks out] Supes are the same. Every fuckin' one of 'em.

Hughie

Oh, he's, um... sorry. [follows Butcher out]

Hughie

What are we doing here?

My wife, Becca, used to hum the Spice Girls. She drove me round the fuckin' bend, y'know? All day long, walkin' around the house hummin'. She was happy. Now, I don't know why she was happy with me, but… she was happy. [beat] Homelander raped her.

Hughie

…Jesus. [pause] I–I'm sorry.

Not long after that, she came and sat right here. I know this 'cause she got tagged in that security camera right there. [points at said camera on a lamp post] She sat here for three hours. Didn't move a muscle. Then, she just got up and walked away. That was eight years ago… and nobody's seen her since. Either Homelander killed her or she killed herself. Same difference. [pause] You see, I know what it's like to lose someone. You and me, we're in this together. For Robin… and Becca. That is why you can't allow yourself to be distracted by another bird. Especially not a Supe. Just remember… who your friends and who your enemies are.

There's a camp in a jungle. She's a soldier. There's a flag with a two-headed snake on it.

Two-headed snake? Like… [makes an "X" with his arms and fists]

[nods] Yeah.

With red rays behind it?

Hughie

What does that mean?

It's the flag of the Shining Light Liberation Army. Frenchie… you're dating a terrorist.

Frenchie

There must be more to all of this. She can't be a terrorist.

Yeah, well, you just fuckin' keep her under control.

Okay, so they smuggle in a top-shelf extremist recruit and pump her up with Compound V.

And then, when she's good and ready, they cut her loose to wreak havoc.

Frenchie

She wouldn't.

Hughie

Wait, why would Vought give Compound V to terrorists?

'Cause the only thing more dangerous than a terrorist is a Supe terrorist. And the only way to fight it…

Is with Sergeant fuckin' Homelander. Gotta let the cunts in the army now. Those fuckers are creatin' supervillains. And maybe there's more of 'em. God knows how many.

Hughie

Holy shit.

Okay, this is a clusterfuck. Even for us.

Frenchie

No, listen to me, okay? Maybe that's what they want her to be. But that's not who she is. That's not what she wants!

And you know this 'cause she bends your fuckin' ear off?

Frenchie

She saved my life! She's not bad! She just wanna go home!

She's a fuckin' Supe, just like the rest! How many times do I have to fuckin' say it, eh?!

Frenchie

[to the Female] Mon coeur, I know you understand me. Tell them who you are. Tell them what I see.

The drawings are palm trees in front of the moon. It's where she grew up. They killed her parents. They kidnapped her and her brother… forced them to be soldiers. She just wants to go back and get her brother out of there. Her name's Kimiko.

Frenchie

Kimiko… Bonjour, Kimiko.

I don't remember, but my mom said that when I was born, I almost blinded the doctor. So I had powers from the start. Why?

Hughie

No. No, I'm just curious.

Mmm. Do you mind if we just… not talk about hero stuff tonight?

Hughie

Yeah, yeah. Bad day at work?

Yeah, it's an understatement. You know, there's this beach in the Bahamas where the sand is pink. Like, cotton candy pink.

Hughie

What's it called?

Pink Sands. [Hughie laughs] It's not the most creative name, but… Let's just go.

Hughie

Yeah. No, I can, uh… learn how to play the steel drum. You can get cornrows.

[chuckles] How about tonight?

Hughie

[snaps fingers] Book that ticket. [pause] Are… Are we talking about this?

I don't know. I… I just know that, for me, New York has been such an endless shit show...

…Except for you. Somehow, in the middle of it all… you found me.

Hughie? I thought that was you. [chuckles] Oh. Oh, I apologize. I didn't mean to interrupt.

No. Hi, I'm Annie.

Billy. [shakes Annie's hand] Old mate of Hughie's.

[to Hughie] Boy, you really–you have a lot of friends showing up here.

Hughie

Yeah. Seems like it.

Well, well, well.

Hughie

Butcher…

She's quite tasty up close and personal. I get what you see in her.

Hughie

That wasn't what–

I thought we had an understanding.

Hughie

We do. We do. It… It's not what–

Not what it looks like? 'Cause from where I'm sittin', it looks like you've got your tongue halfway down the opposition's throat.

Hughie

She is not the opposition. She's a good person, okay? I mean, she could help us.

Help us?

Hughie

Yeah.

And what d'you think she's gonna do when she finds out you murdered Translucent?

Hughie

Hey, can we talk?

That's what we're doin', innit?

Hughie

No, I mean–

There ain't no secrets here, son. Spit it out.

Stop being an asshole. Just talk to the guy.

Hughie doesn't mind. Do you, Hughie?

Hughie

[pause] Okay, fine. I don't think I can do this anymore.

Do what?

Hughie

This. I mean, Vought–whatever with Kimiko–it's awful, and you gotta stop it, but I can't.

Right. You just wanna kick back, drink a few Mai Tais, and let us do all the work. Is that it?

Hughie

I managed to go my whole life without seeing someone die horribly, and now I'm up to about a half dozen, so I think I'm good.

Please. You're a fuckin' killer, Hughie. Just like the rest of us. Now, why don't you stop pissin' around and tell everybody what this is really all about? Yeah?

Hughie

Fine. Annie, okay?

[sighs and facepalms] Fuck.

Hughie

It's about Annie.

[claps] Fuckin' finally! He's been sneakin' off to give her one at Lincoln Grand!

Hughie

You've been following me?

Like you gave me a choice.

Hughie

She doesn't know anything, okay?! I'm not gonna tell her anything! We'll just–

Just what? Fuck off to Epcot? The Hamptons? Maybe pump out a few flyin' babies?!

Hughie

No. I… I don't know!

No, you don't know! 'Cause you ain't thinkin', except with your dick.

Hughie

You're wrong about her.

That bitch is fuckin' playin' you, and you're too fuckin' blind to see it!

Hughie

So better to be loyal to a dead woman who doesn't know and doesn't care? How's that working out for you?!

Hughie

You know, this shit must be pretty good… if it's worth running through a human being for.

A-Train

Oh, my God, man! That was an accident! Where the fuck is the V?!

Hughie

That "accident" had a name.

A-Train

And what about Popclaw?! She had a name, too! Charlotte! The only good thing left in my life is gone now! What is this, man? I kill your girlfriend and you kill mine?!

Hughie

I didn't kill your girlfriend.

A-Train

You used her. You put her in danger, and then you threw her out like she was fucking garbage! How does this not all start with you, Hughie?! The only difference between you and me is that I made a mistake! The shit you did was on purpose! So who's worse?!

Hughie

How are we gonna get the guys back?

We're on our own. We've gotta get to Stillwell before the walls close in.

Hughie

Who gives a fuck about Stillwell?! We have to go back for them!

You don't get it, Hughie. We got about a couple hours before they find us, and that's if we're lucky. We gotta hit back and hit back now.

Hughie

You're abandoning them. I mean, they all… They risked their… Mother's Milk has a daughter.

They'd want us to finish the job.

Hughie

Your job! Your job, not theirs! It's all about Homelander, isn't it?

And A-Train. This is your fuckin' shit, too, Hughie. I promised you payback, didn't I?

Hughie

Mallory give you the same speech back in the day?

Yeah. Yeah, she did, but she broke her promise. I'm keepin' mine.

Hughie

[laughs in disbelief] I'm so fucking stupid. You never cared about me… or Robin, did you? I was just useful to you.

Fuck, Hughie. Of course you're useful. I mean, that's why you're here, innit? Now, we just gotta take one more step… Yeah? Come on.

Hughie

No. We have to save them.

For fuck's sakes, Hughie. We don't have time for this shit right now, okay? We get Stillwell. Now, get in the fuckin' car!

Hughie

Then what? Becca comes back from the dead? Robin, too? This is never gonna stop! It's just gonna be more blood and… awfulness!

[gets in Hughie's face] That's the fuckin' game. If you don't like to play, why did you join the fuckin' team?

Hughie

Mallory's right. You're just gonna drag us all down with you. Not me. Not anymore.

You're a fuckin' pathetic cunt and an insult to Robin's memory.

Hughie

I think I'm doing this for her.

…Goodbye, Hughie.

Did they get Butcher too?

Hughie

No.

Frenchie

They had you separated? When? When?

Hughie

Well, um… He went after Homelander. But I–I came to save you. Yay.

So, you came here. You meant to come here. Without Butcher.

Hughie

Yeah.

Frenchie

[genuinely impressed] C'est incroyable. [grabs Hughie and kisses him on both cheeks] Never has a man thrown his life away so… completely like you've thrown yours away today. No. No, I mean, you rescuing us is the most useless, futile gesture I can think of!

Hughie

Yeah, I–I got it.

Frenchie

Unbelievable!

Hughie

The burner phone, did you snap the SIM card?

Jesus. When was the last time you slept?

Hughie

Head down, head down. Sorry. I just... I'm wanted, and you're kinda super famous, so... Did you snap the card?

Okay, yes. Yes, I snapped the card, okay? And no one followed me down here. They can't trace my chip down here. We're okay.

Hughie

[beat] You look good.

Yeah, you... you look good, too. You look very, you know... Yeah, I'm lying. I'm sorry. You look like shit.

Hughie

I know, I know.

Where are you guys living?

Hughie

Club Med in Ibiza. [Annie laughs and smiles at him] It's been awesome. Foam parties will change your life.

[chuckles] Idiot.

Hughie

[pause] Oh. Um... Here it is.

Oh, shit. I know him.

Hughie

You do?

Yeah. I mean, not for a while, but yes. From my Capes for Christ days.

Hughie

Are you sure you can do this?

I have a choice?

Hughie

Hey, I... I saw a really great picture of you at the Teen Choice Awards with, um... What's his name, Ansel Adams?

Alden Ehrenreich. Are you stalking me on Instagram?

Hughie

No. No, of course not. Get over yourself. So did the PR people put you together or what's...?

No, he's a nice guy.

Hughie

He's an actor.

He's an actor who didn't lie to my face every day.

Hughie

Okay, yeah, I got it. Ouch.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I... Hughie, I just…

Hey… Get some sleep.

Hughie

I'll sleep when I know you're safe.

We gotta get outta here. Now.

Frenchie

[shakes his head] Good passports do not come cheap, huh? I sell the RPGs, smuggle in Kalashnikovs, we have enough money. That's it. [to Hughie] Where will you go, Petit Hughie?

You could just stay here… with Frenchie's gangbanger friends. [sarcastically] The cots, they got 31 flavors of semen on them. You'll love 'em.

Frenchie

Oh, and you have a better idea? No? Maybe we can stay–all of us–in your mother's asshole!

Hughie

Or… maybe we could not run.

Frenchie

You are like a record that is broken.

Hughie

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.

You got some V, Hughie? 'Cause I don't.

Hughie

We could… get some. Someone could help us get it.

And who might that be?

Frenchie

You did not hear the television? We are famous now. Butcher even more so!

Hughie

Fuck Butcher! We don't need him!

Frenchie

A-Team had Hannibal. Dirty Dozen, Lee Marvin. Beatles, Brian Epstein.

Hughie

We don't need Butcher!

Frenchie

Okay, who's gonna be our captain? You?

Hughie

I mean, guys, just–just hear me out.

Shut the fuck UP! [gets up; whispering to Hughie] This is over.

Hughie

Okay, so?

Frenchie

They were wired the money from a blind account to smuggle the bastard in. Cold trail.

Hughie

Amazing fucking friends of yours.

Frenchie

I never said they were my friends, huh? I only said we will be… safe here.

Hughie

Okay, okay. Alright, what do we do?

Oh, you just call 911.

Hughie

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 an airplane? Or the fucking Brooklyn Bridge?

So, what's your big plan, Hughie?

Hughie

Okay, the CIA lady, right? Rayner?

Right. The same CIA that wants to clamp our nuts into some jumper cables.

Frenchie

We could call Butcher.

Hughie

For the last time, we don't need Butcher.

Frenchie

Then what?

Hughie

We should... call Annie.

[chuckles sarcastically] "Call Annie." [beat; turns to Hughie] Annie?

Hughie

Yeah?

You mean Starlight? 'Cause that's who she is. Vought has her phone so bugged, they're praying that you do that. [pause; Hughie looks scared] Oh, no. You fucking called her?

Hughie

No. No, I'm not–I'm not stupid, okay? I texted her…

Oh, fuck.

Hughie

…and then we met up, but we're getting some Compound V.

[shoves Hughie against the wall] Fuck you! Are you fuckin' crazy?!

Frenchie

M.M., easy!

[to Hughie] You fucking crazy?! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!

Hughie

We were careful! We used burner phones!

Kid, you don't get it. They could've been following you! They could be watching us right fucking now! [pause] If you're the fucking reason why I can't finish that Vermont country dollhouse, I will fucking end you.

Hughie

You've been walking around for days like you wanna kick my ass, so do it already.

[sighs] Goddammit! [pause; Frenchie motions for Hughie to back off] Shit! I don't wanna kick your ass, Hughie. I just don't wanna get dragged back into this shit, alright? I wanna get home to my wife and my kid. That's it. If I still can.

Hughie

This guy could kill a lot of people.

Hughie, let somebody else handle it.

Hughie

There's no one else! No one's coming to save us!

You don't get it. You are not a soldier. You're not a spy. You're just a kid that sells stereo equipment.

Hughie

No, I don't! I don't have a job. Or Robin… or my dad, or Annie. One way or another, they all... 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, you know, John Connor or–or whats-her-name from The Hunger Games.

Frenchie

Katniss.

Hughie

Yeah. The point is, I could be that person that nobody thinks is awesome, but it turns out they're kinda fucking awesome!

Alright. Easy does it, lads. Easy does it. [points at the guard] Like, I tried to tell this cunt... I'm with that lot, yeah?

What the fuck are you wearin'?

That is a good question.

Hughie

[to Frenchie] You called him?

Frenchie

I'm sorry, Petit Hughie. It's not a game now. We need a real captain.

[to Hughie] Frenchie's right. This is a fuckin' mess, son. We got a Supe terrorist, Rayner's blown her canister, and we're the most wanted cunts in the country. But don't you worry… Daddy's home.

Hughie

Where are you going?

Goin' to meet a contact.

Hughie

Who?

Someone who can help us find this Supe terrorist cunt.

Hughie

Who is the contact? What is their actual name?

You'll love it.

Hughie

No, I won't. I won't love it, I never love it. I never fucking love it!

No! No, Butcher! No! Easy! Easy, Butcher!

Hughie

The CIA would've locked him up in some black box forever, and she never would've seen her brother again!

Easy! Both of you, please. Not now.

Right. [pause; points at Hughie] You… fuck off. The rest of you, with me.

Well, come on, don't piss about. We ain't got all night. [pause] The fuck you waitin' for? [beat; to M.M.] Are you tellin' me that her family is worth more to you than you seein' your own?

No, I'm not. But Kimiko is one of us. I'll find another way.

[to Frenchie] I suppose you agree, don't ya?! Since your tongue is halfway down her arse! Jesus, it's like Hughie's infected you both with a raging case of vagina. [pause] Becca's alive.

Hughie

What?

She's alive, and Vought's holdin' her captive somewhere.

Butcher, if you–

No, I'm not stark ravin', alright? I fuckin' saw her. She had a little boy with her, eh… The spittin' image of Homelander. I thought he just wanted to humiliate me, show me what he'd done to my girl before he gave me the good news. Then, I woke up three hours later in a Tony fuckin' Cicero's. God knows why. I gotta find her, and I gotta get her the fuck out of there… and I need your help to do it.

Are you fucking with us?

I find the terrorist for Mallory, she finds Becca for me. That's the deal I made. I know what I've done to you, alright? And by rights, you should tell me to fuck off. But still… I'm askin'.