I’ll tell you what. When we’re all done here, I’ll buy you a nice, big, family size bottle of top-shelf lube and I’ll tickle your balls till you beg me to stop and even then I won’t. I just won’t do it.[to Hughie]
Expecting a happy ending, were we? Well, I’m sorry, Hughie. It ain’t that kind of massage parlor.
I don’t need everyone to love me. I don’t need anyone.
Sometimes it’s hard being superior to every single other person on the planet. It’s isolating. And gods should not have to feel that kind of pain. Because that is what we are. You and me. We’re gods.[to Ryan]
People love what I have to say. They believe in it. They just don’t like the word “Nazi”, that’s all.
You can’t win the whole country anymore. No one can. So why are you even trying? You don’t need 50 million people to love you. You need 5 million people f***ing pi**ed. Emotion sells, anger sells.[to Homelander]
This is a f***ing mess, son. We got a Supe terrorist, Rayner’s blown her canister, and we’re the most wanted c**ts in the country. But don’t you worry. Daddy’s home.[to Hughie]
Some things are more important than the right thing.
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Life has always been hard, but I don’t remember it being quite this crude.
A stranger is just a friend you ain’t met yet.
You see, companies, they come and go, but talent… talent is forever.[to Stan]
This is where you’re living?[Starlight]Yeah. You know, it has its charms. The rats are like Pokémon. With hep C.[Hughie Campbell]
