[Hughie confronts Butcher at Vought Tower to stop him from releasing the Supe virus. Butcher is looking out the window when Hughie enters the main conference room.]
Traffic?
Yeah. Accident on the bridge. Should've taken the tunnel.
[turns around] I thought you might try to stop me. But you shouldn't have come alone. You should've brought a fuckin' army.
No. If you were gonna release the virus, you would've done it already.
Unless… I'm waitin' for all the Supe cunts to clock in for the day shift. Not much point shootin' spunk into an empty fuckin' building, now is there?
Okay, well, now I kinda wish I brought an army. Where's the virus, Butcher?
I dumped it in the sprinkler tank. Frenchie's idea, God rest the mad bastard. [picks up remote controller] All I gotta do is pull this trigger, and it rains kill juice on all 99 floors. Shit will be worldwide within a couple of days.
Why? I mean, we already won.
Won? No, we just gave 'em a black eye. As long as there's Vought, there'll be Supes. And sooner or later, some cunt that's already out there becomes the next Homelander, and you fuckin' know it. No. We need to end the whole bloody notion of Supes, and we need to make it permanent. I mean, you can see it, right? This is it. This is the moment.
You dragged me through fucking hell… for this. For now. To be your… canary. Or your Kessler. Or Lenny. But here's the thing: You don't need me for that. You never did. It's already in you. I can see it. You might have a broken fucking heart, but you have one. You are not a monster, Butcher. It just hurts to be human.
I'm sorry, mate. Superheroes… are done.
[pulls out gun] I can't let you do it.
Petit Hughie and his gun. Takes some big bollocks to pull the trigger on a mate.
[aims the gun at Butcher] I will if I have to.
[chuckles] Nah. You ain't got the…
[Butcher takes the gun from Hughie, punches him and throws him across the room]
Stay down.
[Butcher sees Hughie staring at the remote and rushes to take it before Hughie does. Hughie quickly gets up and trades more blows with Butcher, spitting blood onto the floor after getting punched hard in the gut. Eventually, Butcher gains the upper hand and picks up the remote while Hughie lies helpless on the floor. Before he can pull the remote trigger, he has a vision of Lenny while looking at Hughie. He gets shot in the abdomen by Hughie as he moves his finger away from the trigger. Realizing what he did, Hughie rushes to Butcher's side.]
I'm sorry. Um… I didn't wanna–I didn't wanna do that. Um… I'm–I'm gonna call an ambulance, okay?
I wouldn't bother. It's alright, Hughie. I gave you no choice. I… I wasn't gonna stop. All the blood… and shite I put you through… and none of it made a blind bit of difference. You–You stayed yourself… no matter what I done. [coughs]
Hey.
…I don't know what to do.
You don't need to do anything.
[beat; Hughie holds his hand] You really are… the spittin' of Lenny.
[Butcher slowly loses his grip on Hughie as he dies]
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