Scenes with The Deep 22
[Starlight, the new member of The Seven, is given a tour of Vought Tower by The Deep. They enter the main conference room.]
ASAnnie/Starlight
[looks at a chair at the head of the table] That’s his, isn’t it?
The Deep
Homelander’s? Yeah… but you’ll have your own soon. [pulls chair out] Here, come on. Give it a test drive. Come on. [pause; Annie stares at the chair and doesn’t move] Oh, you–you okay?
ASAnnie/Starlight
It’s just… I used to stand in the mirror, pretending to be where I am right now.
The Deep
You know something? On my first day, I, uh… Well, I–I felt like a fraud. [Annie looks surprised] Yeah. But the good news is, everybody feels that way.
ASAnnie/Starlight
Thank you.
The Deep
And hey, we’re a team now. We’ll help each other out. I bet growing up, you had a poster of Homelander on your wall, huh?
ASAnnie/Starlight
No, actually I… I don’t know. Homelander’s so… He’s like Jesus or something. If you wanna know the truth, I actually had a poster of you.
The Deep
What? Really?
ASAnnie/Starlight
Yeah, yeah.
The Deep
Oh.
ASAnnie/Starlight
I kinda… I kinda had a schoolgirl crush on you.
The Deep
Oh, my God.
ASAnnie/Starlight
Oh, God. I hope that’s not inappropriate to say.
The Deep
No, no, no. It’s not inappropriate at all. It’s just–It’s kinda wild.
[Annie looks out the window for a moment, then turns around and sees The Deep has pulled his pants down and begun masturbating]
The Deep
What? I mean, you said you had a crush on me. I figured that, you know…
[Annie hurriedly walks away in shock and disgust]
The Deep
Whoa, whoa, wh-wh-whoa. Hey, look. You're gorgeous. I'm not–I'm not talking about sex, just a little bit of pole-smoking. [Annie continues making her way out] Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. It's just a question of how bad you wanna be in The Seven.
ASAnnie/Starlight
[beat; turns around to face the Deep] Excuse me?
[Annie’s powers flare up, shattering some nearby screen monitors and flickering the lights]
The Deep
Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey. Hey… Take it easy. Settle down. We’re just–We’re just talking. And look, I know that you’re powerful. I get it. Your powers are no joke. The thing is… I am number two around here. So, like, if I say so, you’d be out of here. Especially since you attacked me.
ASAnnie/Starlight
I what?
The Deep
Yeah, look. [gestures towards the broken screens and starts walking up to Annie] I mean, Iowa’s sweetheart–the Defender of Des Moines–just went psycho on The Deep. I mean, that… that could put you out of the business. Yeah, I mean, home to Mommy, tail tucked between your legs. Just think of all those kids. I mean, the kids… Those kids who look up to you, they’d just be shattered. That’s not what you really want, right? [brief pause] Or, we come together as a team. You and me, we just roll with the punches for, like, three minutes maybe. It’s not a big deal. And then you know what happens? All your dreams come true.
[Annie and The Deep are standing atop a dockside warehouse while they wait for robbers to arrive]
The Deep
Oh, wow. What a surprise. A water crime. Fuck me running. I swear to God, they only call me when there's trouble at a dock. Or a river, or a lake, canal… a jetty. [chuckles] Fucking idiots. I could be doing so much more. But no, Vought just wants me to make my big pretty dives in the water and flash my fucking biceps for Instagram. I mean, sure, four million hits a day, but still. It's fucking demeaning. [pause; Annie is silent] What's your problem? You've had that pissy look on your face all night.
[The lights start flickering and buzzing around them]
The Deep
Ooh, what? Is this about the other night again? [scoffs] Jesus Christ. [laughs] Cry me a fucking river, alright? I took my share of shit when I first got here, okay? Besides, you had a crush on me, remember?
ASAnnie/Starlight
That gives you no right–zero right–to do what you did, you pathetic asshole!
The Deep
Hey, you shut your fucking mouth.
ASAnnie/Starlight
Or what? You'll sic a grouper on me?
The Deep
I'll tell everyone you're a psycho. I'll go to Homelander.
ASAnnie/Starlight
No, you won't. See, I asked around. You're not number two around here. You're just the fish guy. Everyone thinks you're a joke. Me most of all. I cannot believe I fell for your crap.
The Deep
You stuck-up little–
ASAnnie/Starlight
You ever touch me again… [her eyes light up] I will burn your eyes out. Understand me?
ASAnnie/Starlight
Every single word that I say up here, I'm reading from a script. I didn't write any of these words. I don't even know if I believe in them. I mean, I believe in God. I love God so much, but… honestly, it's… it's just how goddamn certain everyone is around here. [pause; the audience gasps] I mean, tickets start at, what, 170 bucks so that these people can tell you how to get into Heaven? How do they know? How does anybody know? When the Bible was written, life expectancy was 30 years old. I mean, I'm not so sure you're supposed to take it literally. It also says that it's a sin to eat shrimp. What, if–if you're gay or if you're… Gandhi, you're going to Hell? I mean… [scoffs] And if you have sex before marriage, that's–that's not immoral. That's human. What's immoral is the guy who shoved his dick in my face.
[The audience gasps again. Cut to The Deep and Madelyn Stillwell at Vought Tower.]
The Deep
[watching from the Seven's meeting room] Shit.
[watching from her office] Shit.
ASAnnie/Starlight
[looks at Hughie and her mom before continuing her speech] Here's the truth. Anyone who tells you they know the answers is lying. And I know, I know, I'm supposed to be this hero-idol-symbol-whatever, but... I don't know what the hell I'm doing. I'm just as scared and confused as the rest of you. I'm done pretending, and I'm done taking any more shit. [pause] Thank you.
[Hughie is the only one in the audience who claps for Annie after she walks offstage]
The Deep
Oh, Ms. Stillwell. Hey, you wanted to see me, right?
Yeah, I'm running late. Can you walk with me?
The Deep
Yeah, sure. [holds up infant sleeper suit] Hey, look. I brought a little present for your little guy.
The Deep
Never, uh, too young to start saving the world, right?
I'm gonna need you to make a public apology. And you're going to be taking a sabbatical from The Seven.
ASAnnie/Starlight
Uh, who invited you… exactly?
The Deep
Starlight. Listen, what I did was unforgivable. I'm gonna do whatever in my power to renew my light. Not just for you, but for all the female people that I've offended.
Renew your light? Did you just fucking join The Church of the Collective?
The Deep
Maybe.
The Deep
Hey, easy on the religious persecution. Okay, new girl? [to Annie] Starlight, maybe one day you can welcome me back into The Seven. I know my road is long and hard.
ASAnnie/Starlight
Are you serious? There is no fucking way you're coming back!
The Deep
There's no need for language.
Alright, enough! We do not have time for this.
[holds hand up to stop Homelander; to Annie] Look, I am with you, sister, but first we have to go get the terrorist, okay?
Alright, everyone in the tunnels.
The Deep
Yeah, everyone in the tunnels.
Not you. Anyone gets eyeballs on the target, he's mine. Understood?
The Deep
[to Black Noir] Go get 'em, Noir.
Alright, you… need to hang back a bit, okay?
The Deep
Okay.
Still got some work to do with the ladies, but it's gonna be okay. They'll be back in no time.
The Deep
Really?
Sure. One other thing: You ripped your vest.
The Deep
What?
Your gill is showing. Cover it up. It's disgusting.
[to Annie] Ashley tells me that you chose Silver Kinca… Kincaid.
I have notes. I mean, I'm a co-captain. It's only fair I have a say in the new recruits, right?
ASAnnie/Starlight
No. Actually, I choose the new members.
But I am pitching the craziest twist. The audience will never see it coming, right?
ASAnnie/Starlight
Well, I've made my decision.
Oh, come on! You haven't even heard it yet! Seriously, you're–you're gonna love it. Ready?
[Ashley opens the doors and reveals…]
The Deep
Hey. What's up, guys? How are you?
[Annie is visibly upset at seeing the Deep and his wife, Cassandra at the door]
No, no, no, no, no. Starlight, before you say anything, doesn't Christ tell us to turn the other cheek?
CCassandra
[hugs Annie] I really want us to be sisters.
The Deep
I had something made for you, Starlight. It's a peace offering. [opens a jeweler box with a gold dolphin necklace inside] It's 24-karat gold with certified conflict-free diamonds. I've put in the work. And I realize that when you've made an unforgivable mistake, the first person you have to forgive… is yourself.
ASAnnie/Starlight
What makes you think that I want a daily reminder of the guy who fucking mouth-raped me?! [to Homelander] I need a word.
Let's let these two chat, shall we?
[Ashley leads The Deep and Cassandra out of the room, leaving the door slightly ajar]
ASAnnie/Starlight
[to Homelander] Absolutely not.
Do you really think I'm gonna let a fucking Muslim in The Seven? Captain Al-Qaeda? We're Americans.
ASAnnie/Starlight
I'm taking this to Mr. Edgar.
My speech last night? Thirty-eight-point-six rating and a 59 share. Oh, and they're saying that the live-plus-threes are gonna be even bigger. Edgar said it himself: Popularity is power. He won't die on this hill.
ASAnnie/Starlight
[pause] Do I need to remind you of the Flight video?
[Homelander scoffs, gets up and closes the door shut]
Go ahead. Release it. Let's light this candle, huh? I mean, sure, I'll lose everything, but then… I'll have nothing to lose. First, I'll take out the nerve centers: White House, Pentagon. Then, any domestic defense capabilities, and then critical infrastructure like cellular, Internet–that kind of thing. And then… Well, I think then I'll just wipe New York off the fucking map. For fun. I'll even throw in Des Moines and that little cousin-fucker hick town that Maeve's from, 'cause why not? See, Starlight, I'd prefer to be loved. I would. But if you take that away from me… Well, being feared is A-one okey-doke by me. So… go ahead, partner. Do it. [pause; Annie doesn't say anything] No? You don't wanna to do it? Well, then I would have to say that you have absolutely no fucking leverage because I am the Homelander… and I really can do whatever the fuck I want.
[Homelander and Annie are filming the finale of their Vought reality show]
Well, this has been quite a long road for all of you. You've shown us the best of what heroes can be.
ASAnnie/Starlight
The first of the two selections, and the newest member of The Seven is… Supersonic.
[Supersonic walks up to the centerstage and hugs Annie]
[shakes Supersonic's hand] Welcome.
SSupersonic
Thank you, sir.
[in Spanish] My friend, the honor is all mine, brother. [chuckles; Supersonic is weirded out] Well... this is it. The final new member of The Seven is… [beat] Lord of the Seven Seas, The Deep!
[A spotlight shines on The Deep, who is standing behind them, far away from the stage. The other two female Supe finalists, Silver Kincaid and Moonshadow look disgusted and distraught.]
The Deep
Alright!
The Deep
Good to see you.
The Deep
[to Supersonic] Congratulations, bro.
Alright. [to Silver Kincaid and Moonshadow] Well, unfortunately, it won't be either of you two. I'm sure you understand, you just can't put a price on experience.
ASAnnie/Starlight
Please hang up your capes and go.
Now Deep, I gotta say, I am… Well, frankly, I'm moved and inspired that Starlight here has chosen to forgive you.
ASAnnie/Starlight
I accept your apology, Deep. You deserve a second chance.
The Deep
Thank you, Starlight. Looks like we've all grown.
Just to be clear, it wasn't my idea to bring you back, buster. Not at all. Starlight here insisted on it. But you keep your distance, pal, because… Well… [laughs] she's my girl now.
[Annie laughs uncomfortably as Homelander wraps his arm around her]
[chuckles softly] Sorry, I–I can't keep it a secret anymore. It's time we let the world know. Starlight and I are in love. #HomeLight.
Who asked you? Back there. Who the fuck asked you for your opinion?
The Deep
[offended] I am a member of this team.
Please. [pause; looks around] Homelander's a great man, [lowers his voice] but the way that you kiss his ass is fuckin' gross.
The Deep
Hey, man. Look, I get it, okay? This is tough. You know, me handpicked by Homelander to come back, and you on your way out again. And a rebrand? This late in the game? Ouch. The new A-Train… How'd that work out for Eagle the Archer when he became Eagle the Rapper? Oh, that's right; it fucking didn't. It's just sad, man.
You're like Ashton Kutcher fucked a clownfish. You're a joke. And you're so dumb, you don't even know it.
The Deep
[gets in A-Train's face and whispers angrily in his ear] Oh, yeah? Well, how about I tell Homelander who really leaked all that Nazi shit on Stormfront?
How about I tell him you fished the Flight 37 video out of the Atlantic and gave it to Maeve?
The Deep
[shoves A-Train] What, come on! Run at me, bro! I forgot your legs don't fuckin' work!
[A-Train punches him hard in the chest]
The Deep
[doubled over in pain] You gill-punched me!
The Deep
Motherfucker!
[The Deep tackles A-Train into the wall, but both collapse to the ground, groaning in pain. Homelander walks up to them]
[Homelander helps The Deep stand back up and pats him on the back, then looks down at A-Train still hunched on the ground]
A-Train… just stay there and rest those useless fuckin' legs.
[The Deep plays a voice recording of Annie calling Vought security for Ashley, A-Train and Homelander]
[over the recording] I'm Starlight, and I'm telling you that you need to evacuate the Tower now.
VGVought Guard
[over the recording] Why?
[over the recording] Because Soldier Boy is alive, and he–
The Deep
We ran it through the voice thingamabob. It's really her, so… you know, I think we should probably evacuate.
Nobody's evacuating anything. We have to project strength.
The Deep
Right. No, that's smart. Strength. Okay, so my Angel Fish–that's what I call Analytics–we think Soldier Boy's coming for Noir. Last member of Payback, right? So we should use Noir as bait. And that way it draws Soldier Boy directly to the…
[Homelander lays Black Noir's face mask on the table]
The Deep
…Hey, is everything–Is everything okay with Noir?
He was keeping secrets from me. You know, when the company first rolled me out in front of the cameras, they told me I was gonna get my very own team. I wanted so badly for that team to be the family that I never got. And then, I got you.
The Deep
I've–I've always tried to help, sir.
What, like when you ran away from Herogasm? Or maybe when you fucked an octopus? [pause; A-Train looks at The Deep with disgust] You really wanna help?
[Homelander motions for The Deep to come closer to him. He whispers something in The Deep's ear.]
The Deep
Sir… [chuckles] That's sort of treason.
The Deep
Anything you need, Homelander. Sir.
Ashley, take off that wig.
[Homelander just glares at her. Ashley reluctantly reaches above her head, and takes off her red-headed wig, revealing that she is mostly bald from pulling her hair out. A-Train and The Deep look shocked.]
Hmmm. [to A-Train] And then, there's you. How could you kill one of your own kind in cold blood? You are gonna tell the world that we are the one and only true justice. Noir was worth more than all of you put together. You're not my family. I don't need any of you. Remember that.
[to Homelander] Sir, after that debacle at Godolkin–thank you again for saving my life–the board felt we should find new candidates for The Seven, ASAP. The selection committee has narrowed it down to 25 choices.
[Ashley switches to a Supe leaderboard on the monitor. Homelander has his back turned towards her.]
Um… Okay, great. If we're going purely on socials, I might suggest Talon out of Redlands.
The Deep
Pass. She's a butterface. Her body's on point, but her face...
Yeah, I get it. Thank you so much for explaining. [under her breath] Chauvinist prick. [looks at Hyperion's profile] Ugh, not that slutty cum rag.
[She clicks on the profile of a male Supe named Dogknott]
Hold up, I thought he ate a dog.
The Deep
He ate out a dog. [A-Train and Ashley give concerned looks] It's a big difference.
[Ashley clicks on the next profile, which shows…]
Sister Sage? Hell no. She was with me in Teenage Kix for, like, barely a year before they canned her ass.
The Deep
What's her power?
She's the world's smartest person. She's not smart enough to know when to shut her mouth. [looks at the profile of a white male Supe named…] Wrangler. Isn't he a–
Texas nutjob. The San Antonio office had to cover up those migrant murders.
Of course, he bumps us with suburban women and white men over 50. Amazing choice, sir.
The Deep
Yeah, I totally agree. He's a mensch. Did I use that word right? Mensch?
[to Ashley] You just said he was crazy.
What I meant was we would be crazy to, you know, not bring him in.
[beat; groans] I am surrounded by sycophants and fucking imbeciles!
The Deep
It's just that you make a lot of really great points, sir.
Deep, just… [beat; turns chair around to face The Deep] Blow A-Train.
The Deep
What?
I'm not kidding. Go over there, pull out A-Train's cock and blow him.
[The Deep just scoffs before reluctantly getting up from his chair to stand next to A-Train]
[A-Train stands up and faces The Deep, who kneels down to eye level with A-Train's crotch. Ashley is surprisingly turned on and grins.]
The Deep
[chuckles; to A-Train] Sex is just a spectrum, right, bro?
Get off your fucking knees!
[The Deep quickly gets up and returns to his seat]
This is exactly what I'm talking about. Not one of you has the stomach to challenge anything I say. [gets up and starts walking out of the conference room] Oh, my God. I have gotta carry this entire fucking company on my shoulders.
[Homelander stops for a moment, then sighs and leaves]
The Deep
[notices A-Train staring at him] I wasn't gonna do it.
[The Seven, accompanied by Sister Sage, are with three HomeTeamer supporters waiting to meet Homelander. One of the supporters is Monique's ex-boyfriend, Todd.]
Sage, it's good to see you again. [quietly] What the fuck are you doing here?
Homelander's tired of being surrounded by morons.
[walking into the room] Hello, everyone.
TTodd
Homelander! I just wanna say, it's a huge honor to be here with you…
Right. Now, I can't stay long, but I heard that you are some of my biggest fans, supporting me when others turned their backs. I just wanted to personally say… Thank you for your devotion. And your sacrifice.
TTodd
W... Well, really, it's you who gives so much to…
[holds up finger to silence Todd] You people are more than just fans. You're martyrs to the greatest cause on Earth. [to The Deep] Open it.
The Deep
You got it. [reaches into a duffle bag and pulls out three baseball bats] Whoa. Bats.
Yeah. I want you to take these bats and beat these gentlemen to death.
[The Seven all glance nervously at the HomeTeamers, who look at each other fearfully]
TTodd
[beat; laughing] You're funny.
The Deep
Oh, it's like one of your tests. You want us to say no.
No, Deep. This is not a test. [hands a bat each to A-Train and Black Noir II] I want you to beat these gentlemen to death... now.
TTodd
I think maybe we should go.
[Black Noir II bashes the head of a HomeTeamer who attempts to leave]
[to Black Noir II, who holds up his bloody bat] Mm-hmm.
[Todd watches The Deep beat the other HomeTeamer to death with a bat. Black Noir II repeatedly swings at the body of the HomeTeamer he just killed. A-Train looks on with disapproval while Homelander leaves.]
[A-Train runs towards the door and stands in Todd's way, allowing Black Noir II to sneak up from behind and fatally bash Todd in the back of the head with his bat.]
Stay here. Wait for further instructions. [exits the room]
[beat] Yo, what the fuck?! That was so fucked up, you guys!
[enters elevator with Sage] Listen. I know you're the smartest woman on Earth–
Let me give you some advice. You know, girls supporting girls. You cannot talk to Homelander like that.
I'm telling him the truth. You're so afraid of him, you've plucked yourself bald. If I were you, I'd make myself useful. You know, get some lactation going, let him suck on those titties before you end up like Madelyn Stillwell.
[The Deep gets in the elevator when the doors open]
The Deep
Oh, Ashley, hey. What's up? Just the girl boss I wanted to see. I've been looking everywhere for you. Hey, so I heard that Ryan's doing his first solo save. I wanna talk to you about something. I have this idea. [clears throat] Okay, so what if–and just hear me out on this–what if I was there? That's it. That's the pitch.
Hmm. You wanna join a family-friendly PG save? While PETA still has you on their bestiality watchlist? [smiling] I swear to God. Stupid people who think they're smart make me want to eat my own shit!
[Ashley walks out the elevator, leaving Sage alone with The Deep]
Why do you let her talk to you like that?
The Deep
She's just a bitch. It's probably that time of the month. It's like a full moon thing, isn't it?
You're a genetically superior being, and she's the evolutionary equivalent of a capybara.
The Deep
Cappuccino…?
It's a giant rodent from South America.
The Deep
Oh.
You're better than her. Act like it. [pause; elevator doors open] And you should be at the save. It's a good idea. [walks out of elevator]
The Deep
Thank you.
[Homelander and Sister Sage watch Firecracker filming a Vought promo from a distance]
Did you know that these “vaccines” that they’re giving out at the Starlight House actually cause autism? And–And not that cool Rain Man autism that makes you good at countin' cards and shit.
Seems like she fell off her jet ski one too many times.
Now that Starlight’s back leading the Starlighters, we need her.
That is gonna shut them up?
No, she’s gonna make them louder. Are you gonna trust me or not?
Is there a problem? ‘Cause this is a huge day for you, but you seem to have something firmly lodged up your asshole.
This spandex is. Up my ass and in a camel toe. The whole point was for me to stay behind the scenes.
[Homelander and Sage quickly get their photo taken together by the camera crew. Homelander motions for them to leave.]
You are clearly punishing me for openly disagreeing with you, which you said you could handle, but clearly you can’t.
Do you really think I’d be that petty?
Yes, I do. I mean, did it occur to you that it is harder to stage a fucking coup with a million eyes on me?
Popularity is power, Sister.
Listen, it’s gonna be great, okay? You’re a member of The Seven now. You’re a superhero. Act like it. [to the male members of The Seven] Hey, how about a photo with the new girl, guys?
The Deep
Yeah, get in here. Front and center.
[Sage tenses up uncomfortably as The Deep pulls her in between him and Black Noir II]
Get in there. Make a sandwich out of her.
The Deep
I don’t get you, dude. Like, at all. You start off, you’re a total bitch. And then you tell me I’m, like, a superior being–which of course I like–and that you’re down to pound, which obviously I will...
I know. Most people, their brains grow till they’re about 25, then stop forever. Mine doesn’t. It regenerates, constantly. Stab me in the heart, I die. But stab me in the brain and the little fucking bitch grows back. [holds out scalpel] I want you to put this inside me.
The Deep
[chuckles] That’s the worst dildo I’ve ever seen, but–
The Deep
I am down for, like, a lot, but...
The Deep
Hmm?
You give me a frontal lobotomy and I don’t have to fucking be me for a couple hours.
The Deep
Uh, that’s just… fucking gross.
I’ll let you ass-fuck me while we watch the Kim and Ray J video.
The Deep
[takes scalpel from Sage] Okay, so where do you want me to put it? [points at her eye] Just right there?
Sit down. Now, avoid the eye itself. I don’t want to go blind.
[The Deep walks into the Vought boardroom and sees Black Noir II drinking sake with his feet up on table]
The Deep
Are you fucking nuts?! Put your mask back on! G–Get out of his chair! What are you doing?!
You know what’s funny? I hate sake. But I’m supposed to follow some stupid black ninja bullshit, which makes no goddamn sense, by the way. You ever meet a black ninja?
The Deep
Lower your voice.
There’s nobody here. They left us like babies so they could go do important stuff. We don’t matter.
The Deep
Hey, speak for yourself. I’m doing a ton of important shit.
The Deep
Need-to-know, bro. Need-to-fucking-know.
[gets up and walks] Fuck it. I’m done with all this shit.
The Deep
You’re quitting?! What are you gonna do?! Seven’s the biggest gig there is!
Look, I don’t understand Noir, okay? You know there was nothing in his closet but literally, like, seven file boxes of shitty Buster Beaver drawings? Why’d he have that?
The Deep
Who the fuck knows or cares?
[sighs] I’m going to Missouri tomorrow. I booked Cirque de Vought’s new show, VIVANT! Music of the Bee Gees. Three nights a week in Branson. They’re gonna let me fly. I can fly, did you know that?
The Deep
Yeah, dude, we all know that. [walks up] Look, why didn’t you just come to me?
The Deep
Seriously, dude? [sighs] Man, me and the old Noir? We were, like, great bros. Like, real bros. [sighs; takes sake bottle] Give me this. [Black Noir II sits back down] Few years ago, Noir cleared out an entire Indonesian fishing village. Vought Fresh Farms was expanding their palm oil plantation, but the locals were bitching ’cause they needed the river to survive or whatever the fuck. Noir “cancelled” two dozen of ’em. Came back with a raging hard-on for a week. [Black Noir II chuckles] No, dude. See, what you’re not getting is how horny killing made the old Noir. That was his whole thing.
But I don’t really like violence.
The Deep
[sighs] Look, I know this is hard to imagine, but some people laugh at me. [chuckles] It’s crazy, right?
The Deep
But you know what I realized? When I crush someone’s nose into the back of their skull or beat ’em so bad that they’ll never walk again? [chuckles] They’re not laughing anymore. They show respect. Violence is power.
I’m starting to get why it gave Noir so much chub.