Translucent
So who are you? Fucking spy? For who, huh? You’re gonna fucking tell me, or I’m gonna smash your fucking scalp off! Who the fuck are you?!
[Translucent picks up a crowbar and holds it over Butcher. Hughie sneaks up behind him and grabs a live wire from the wall]
I’ll tell you who you are: A fuckin’ moron. “Translucent” doesn’t even mean “invisible.” It means “semi-transparent.”
[Hughie brings a glass of water to the room where an invisible Translucent is caged]
Hi. I thought you might be thirsty, so…
[He sets the glass down on the floor and opens a grate on the cage. Translucent doesn't react.]
Well, if you don't want it, I can always–
Translucent
No, I want it. Cheers.
[Translucent picks up the glass and drinks from it]
So listen, I need to ask you some questions about A-Train. When he burst through that woman the other day–Robin Ward. I–I need to know why. Where was he going? What was he doing?
Translucent
Why? What was she to you? Sister? Girlfriend? [pause; Hughie says nothing] Girlfriend. [sighs] That's what all this is about? Christ. What makes you think I know anything about it?
I know you and A-Train were tight. You guys came up together.
Translucent
What are you, a fucking fan?!
Listen… Those two guys in there, they wanna kill you, okay? So you give me something, maybe I can–
Translucent
What? Hold them off? 'Cause they hang on your every word. You're the big man around here.
Okay, you don't wanna talk, don't talk. I tried. Good luck.
[As Hughie is about to leave the room, Translucent stops him]
Translucent
Buddy, my superpower ain't invisibility. [pause; makes himself visible] You know that, right? It's reading people. Watching them when they think they're alone. I see people for who they really are. I see you too, pal.
Right. [kneels down to eye level with Translucent] 'Cause you know me so well, right?
Translucent
Yeah. I know you're trying your damnedest to be tough. It's a little adorable, but the truth is… you're terrified. Shitting in your tightie-whities 'cause you're in over your head, fucked. And you know it. Hughie, I even kinda feel for you. Your girl died, and we do crazy shit when we got broken hearts. But now every instinct is screaming at you to head for the hills, and you should listen to that instinct.
Unless we kill you first.
Translucent
How? I got invulnerable skin. I'm a fucking superhero, guy. We fight gangs and terrorists. We save the world daily. I've stood in front of thousands of screaming fans, all of them creaming their jeans. …Who are you? A water balloon filled with blood and meat. Homelander's gonna find me, and when he does, he's gonna burst you wide open. I'm gonna make it home in time for cocktails. 'Cause that's who you are, and that's who I am. You're not the hero of this story, and I'm not the one who's trapped.
[beat] Well, good luck. I tried.
Translucent
Great chat. Run for the hills, Hughie.
Translucent
What the…? Something doesn't feel right.
I'm not ashamed to admit I have outdone myself. [to Translucent] Now, the problem is the skin, no? It's hard like diamonds. But then I realized, it is just your shell that is hard, huh? Like a turtle. But your insides, they're like the rest of ours: Soft. So, how do you get to the squishy insides? Through the mouth? Non. The stomach acid, the gag reflex… if I stick something down your throat, you may vomit it up. There's truly only one way.
Translucent
The fuck did you do to me?
He stuck a lump of plastique up your bum, son.