- Hughie Campbell: You're a fed? You don't sound like a fed.
- Billy Butcher: What, I can't immigrate? There's a giant green slapper with her ass in the harbor that says different.
- Hughie Campbell: You don't really look like one, either.
- Billy Butcher: No? What do I look like?
- Hughie Campbell: Like you're starring in the porn version of The Matrix.
- 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?
- Billy Butcher: I'll tell you who you are. A fucking moron. "Translucent" doesn't even mean "invisible." It means "semi-transparent."
- Billy Butcher: This is like that scene in The Matrix. Now, you could take the fucking red pill, right? Spend the rest of your life jacking off, crying into your chai tea green latte, what the fuck. Or... you could take the blue pill. Or is it the red pill? Anyway, take the other pill and quit being a cunt.
- Robin: Hi. I'd like to make an appointment for you to come over and lay some cable.
- Hughie Campbell: Okay. Uh... oh, Robin. Oh, dear, dear, Robin. Um, that doesn't mean what you think it means.
- Robin: Um, "laying cable" means sex.
- Hughie Campbell: No, "laying pipe" means sex. "Laying cable" means you want me to come over your house and just take a big, old shit.
- A-Train: My deepest condolences to Robin's family. She just stepped in the middle of the street
- Hughie Campbell: She was a half step off the fucking curb!
- [first lines]
- Benjy: Yo, I am so psyched for Invisible Force 2.
- Jamie: Please. Invisible Force 1 was lame. I'm all about Rising Tide.
- Benjy: Rising Tide? The Deep? Translucent could kick the Deep's ass.
- Jamie: How? He's invisible. That's, like, all he's got. That's it.
- Benjy: Exactly. He sneaks up on the Deep, and then boom, motherfucker! Sit down.
- Jamie: Until the Deep makes a shark bite Translucents dick off.
- Benjy: How's he gonna find his dick? It's invisible.
- Hughie Campbell: I used to have this girl, and we used to go skating at Rockefeller and I'd be on the side with this death grip on the rails. She would just charge head first into the middle of the rink... and she wasn't 'good', like she fell *a lot*, but she was never scared. And she always used to say, "Just 'cause you fall on your ass doesn't mean you have to stay there". So you fell on your ass. You... that's not who you are. So, who are you?
- Translucent: These assholes pirated my movie three weeks before release, and you can't walk down Fifth Avenue without bumping into a table of unlicensed Homelander shirts. Copyright infringement is costing Vought $1.2 billion per year. That's money out of our pockets. We've all got, what, four points each?
- A-Train: What the fuck? You got four points?
- Queen Maeve: And clearly, better lawyers.
- Starlight: You know how you have this image of yourself? Like, I thought I was strong. You know, made of steel, a fighter and - then I was faced with this horrible situation with this asshole. And I just heard my mom's voice in my head: "Keep smiling! The show must go on." And I didn't fight. And now I just feel sick. Partly because I did it, but mostly because it turns out I'm not who I thought I was.
- Billy Butcher: Now, there's fuck-all security to worry about. In fact, they're a bunch of Muppets. And the metal detector won't pick this up, right? And what they'll probably do is take you through the security and then up into the boardroom. Sit down, be nice, congenial. Then, real polite-like, tell 'em you're gonna take a fake shit. Go into the bog, take the bug out, peel back the plastic bit to reveal the sticky side. Put the plastic bit in the bog, flush it. Then go back into the boardroom, sit down - big smiles - plant the bug underneath the table. Easy-peasy, Japanesey. Bob's your uncle. That's that.
- Hughie Campbell: That's that?
- Billy Butcher: Yeah.
- Hughie Campbell: That was... that was a lot. Th-I've... Hold on, can you just... can you repeat it again?
- Billy Butcher: People love that cozy feeling that Supes give them. Some golden c**t to swoop out of the sky and save the day so you don't got to do it yourself.
- Hughie Campbell: What are we, uh... what are we doing here?
- Billy Butcher: Well, you got to go to work, don't you?
- Hughie Campbell: Yeah, but, um, I don't, uh...
- Billy Butcher: Well, I mean, that's all I need you for right now, yeah?
- Hughie Campbell: Yeah, I mean, but, I-I can... I can help with other stuff, you know? I could... I could be, like, your tech guy. You know? Like, I could be in the van with the thing and, like, you know, "He's down the hall to the left." Like, I can...
- Billy Butcher: Yeah, look, son, I, uh... I think it's best that I take it from here. You know what I mean?
- Hughie Campbell: Yeah, but I can... I can really help.
- Billy Butcher: I know you can help. I got it.
- Hughie Campbell: [getting out of the car] Oh, w... oh, hey, wait. You ever see an asshole tear up $45k?
- Billy Butcher: [he rips the check in half] Hughie. You're a good lad.
- Hughie Campbell: Sorry, we're closing up.
- [seeing no one is there]
- Hughie Campbell: Hello?
- Translucent: Who are you?
- Hughie Campbell: [jumping to his feet] What the fuck?
- Translucent: Right in front of you, prick. You think I wouldn't find this thing?
- [dropping the bug Hughie planted on the countertop, then taking hold of his ID badge]
- Translucent: Hughie.
- [slamming his head on the counter]
- Translucent: You pussy, I followed you from the fucking Tower.
- Hughie Campbell: [getting picked up and thrown into the door] No, no, no!
- Translucent: Who's that guy you were with, in the car? Who was he?
- Hughie Campbell: I don't...
- Translucent: He put you up to this?
- Hughie Campbell: I don't know! He was just some Uber driver, okay?
- Translucent: Don't give me some bullshit! Uber driver.
- [yanking a TV off its display]
- Translucent: Do you think I'm a fucking idiot? Why'd you plant the bug?
- Hughie Campbell: Please. Please, please, please. No, please.
- Translucent: We're the Seven, Earth's most mighty, champions of the innocent, motherfucker!
- Billy Butcher: [hitting him as he crashes his car through the front window] Sorry about the mess. You should fuck off, Hughie.
- Madelyn Stillwell: Baltimore is a beautiful town. But you've got a problem. Your homicide rates are up, what, 62%? The police are not closing cases. You're on the verge of needing a federal lifeline.
- Mayor of Baltimore: Cut to the chase, Madelyn. Who are you proposing?
- Madelyn Stillwell: Nubian Prince. Fits your population's demo, but not too militant. Caucasians love him, too, with a... 59% approval rate. I am willing to give you a three-year exclusive contract with full PR support, and I'm gonna give you nine and a half points of the merchandising.
- Mayor of Baltimore: I thought he was in Detroit.
- Madelyn Stillwell: Well, we're thinking about making a move.
- Mayor of Baltimore: How much?
- Madelyn Stillwell: $300 million a year.
- [sharing a laugh]
- Madelyn Stillwell: I know, I know, it's a tough swallow. But we both know that your city needs a hero.
- Mayor of Baltimore: $200 million for Nubian Prince. I can sell that.
- Madelyn Stillwell: Mm. I'm sorry, Steve, I can't do it. We've got Atlanta waiting in the wings.
- Mayor of Baltimore: I think maybe you can.
- Madelyn Stillwell: And why is that?
- Mayor of Baltimore: I happen to know about Compound V.
- Madelyn Stillwell: What is Compound V?
- Mayor of Baltimore: It's the type of rumor that could really tarnish those heroes of yours. Nobody wants that. People need heroes. Now, I can make sure that that stays a rumor, because I'm a friend. But friendship does cut both ways.
- Madelyn Stillwell: I'm sorry, Steve, I don't know what you're talking about. $300 million is the price, or we go to Atlanta.
- Billy Butcher: [while approaching to save Hughie from Translucent] Translucent. If ain't the invisible cunt.
- Hughie Campbell: Is he... is he dead? Is he...
- Billy Butcher: Well, he ain't movin'.
- Hughie Campbell: Oh, fuck. Oh, shit.
- Billy Butcher: How'd you know the electric could do the job?
- Hughie Campbell: Skin's carbon. Highly conductive. Saw it on, uh, Jimmy Fallon.
- Billy Butcher: That would've taken me forever to work that one out. Good job. Let's get him in the boot.
- Hughie Campbell: Wait, what? Wait, what? What?
- Billy Butcher: The trunk.
- Hughie Campbell: No, I mean, what are we... what are we doing with him?
- Billy Butcher: Well, Hughie, you just offed one of the Seven, mate.
- Hughie Campbell: Me? I... you-you hit him with a fucking car!
- Billy Butcher: Look, potato, fuckin' po-tah-to. We're both in a shitload of trouble.
- Hughie Campbell: No, no, no, we're not! It's... it... he-he attacked us, okay? And you're-you're a federal officer, you know? Just-just call the fucking FBI.
- Billy Butcher: Yeah, o-okay, so, look, technically, I'm not a fed.
- Hughie Campbell: WHAT? Then who the fuck are you?