(Butcher is saying goodbye to his dog Terror...)
Billy Butcher: Well... here we are. I'm sorry. I almost threw in the towel like a bleeding twat. We're harder than that, isn't we? I will get your mum back. I swear to God, I'll get your mum back. Just take a little bit longer. You hang in there. All right? You be a good boy for Judy. Yeah, that's a good lad. Oh. I almost forgot. I got you something. (gives him Homelander plush toy) Terror... f*ck it. (the toy is squeaking) That's my boy.
(Butcher is about to throw a grenade at The Female, Frenchie stops him...)
Frenchie: No. Let me talk to her.
Billy Butcher: Don't be f*cking stupid.
Frenchie: What if she's a Spice Girl?
Billy Butcher: Frenchie.
Frenchie: Let me help you go home.
(The Female attacks Frenchie and Butcher throws smoke grenade at them, which knocks them out...)
Billy Butcher: She ain't no Spice Girl.
Billy Butcher: This is like that scene in The Matrix. Now, you could take the f*cking red pill, right? Spend the rest of your life jacking off, crying into your chai tea green latte, what the f*ck. Or... you could take the blue pill. Or is it the red pill? Anyway, take the other pill and quit being a c*nt.
Hughie Campbell: Which pill do you want me to take?
Billy Butcher: Just quit being a c*nt. That's what I'm saying.