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Cherry Bomb

Hughie: That's Homelander? Homelander's here? Oh, shit. Oh, shit! He could see us. He's got X-ray vision. He can see through the fucking roof.

Frenchie: And super fucking hearing. You pull that detonator, he will hear.

In the backroom, Translucent is able to read Hughie's lips.

Translucent: Homelander.

Billy: We got to throw him off the scent.

Hughie: But how?

Billy: Pittsburgh.

Frenchie: Oh, you cannot be serious, huh?

Billy: Deadly.

Frenchie: You know how much this will cost me?

Billy: Put it on the tab.

Y/n: I'll cover you frenchie, just do it.

Frenchie: Fine.

Billy leaves. Frenchie follows.

Hughie: Guys?

Now back outside. Billy, Y/n and Frenchie get in Frenchie's van.

Billy: Where is it?

Frenchie: Back door panel.

Billy goes into the back of the van and gets out a hidden computer. Y/n was in the driver and looked a Frenchie as he called Cherie. Cherie answers her phone.

Cherie: Hello?

Frenchie: Cherie. It's a burn.

Cherie: You're joking. Now?

Frenchie: No joke, I'm afraid.

Cherie: Fine. I'll be ready in three.

Billy continues working on the computer.

Frenchie: Come on.

Billy: Frenchie, I'm getting shit reception here.

Y/n: Well, figure it the fuck out, huh?

Cherie prepares explosives in the apartment.

Cherie: Come on.

Back in the back room. Translucent fills his glass with pee and throws it on the wiring connected to his cage, shorting it out and allowing him to open the gate. Outside at the van. Homelander knocks on the window.

Homelander: Evening.

Y/n: Holy shit. You're the Homelander. I am talking to the Homelander.

Homelander: Mm-hmm. Sir, I need to see some ID.

Translucent opens the door. Hughie holds the detonator in front of him.

Hughie: Get the fuck back in that cage.

Translucent makes himself visible.

Translucent: Just take it easy. Okay?

Cut back to the van.

Homelander: You doing out here?

Y/n: This is my place. We I'm, uh I'm opening a Fogo de Chao. You know what a churrascaria is?

Homelander: Yeah. It's a Brazilian steakhouse. Sir, I need to see in the back of the van.

Y/n: No offense, you got a warrant or something?

Homelander: Well, if you got nothing back there, then you got nothing to worry about, right?

Y/n(chuckles): You are right about that.  Have I look sir.