— sentence starters : the umbrella academy, episode 01.04, the man on the moon. content warnings : parental death, physical abuse, torture.
as my number one, i need you to deal with the threat.
because i’m the only one left.
there’s something you have to see.
poor ___. i mean, this is gonna be so hard on him.
are you okay? you know you can talk to me.
hey, no. don’t do that. don’t shut me out.
when i left, you were still… i mean, what… what happened?
i almost died. he saved my life.
i was fine. alright? i am fine. i don’t need any help.
oh, i’m so sorry. i must have fallen asleep last night.
for one day, i think you’ll be fine.
hey, let’s make a deal. around me, you don’t have to apologize just for existing.
when i was a kid, i felt like i had to apologize for even breathing.
i don’t think my dad ever forgave me for being born.
hey, maybe you can thank me over a dinner.
ah, there’s nothing like a little strangling to get the blood flowing, am i right?
what’s so funny, you asshole?
you spent the last ten hours beating me senseless and you’ve learned absolutely nothing.
the truth is, i’m the one person in that house nobody will even notice is gone.
please make him stop talking.
what the hell? who’d you piss off this time?
okay, what’s going on? you could have called me for an update. so why are you really here?
i just, uh… my mom. she died last night.
oh, you always loved telling me what i can and can’t do.
no wonder we didn’t last.
i’m sorry if i scared you.
well, you start the car, then. ‘cause we’re going on a field trip.
well, it looks like you got what you wanted one way or another, right?
let me guess, you’re gonna save the day.
keep on being a loyal soldier after everything our father did to you.
grow up, ___. we’re not thirteen anymore.
at least he was there. where were you? you and everyone else in this family?
thank christ that i walked out, or i would have ended up just like you.
take your nonsense elsewhere.
i barely remember what we had for breakfast at this point.
torturing works best when you know who you’re torturing.
what are you doing? that’s mine. that’s my personal stuff.
this could all be yours for the low, low price of telling us everything.
it had something to do with the end of times, or something.
i hate sprinkles. maybe i just hate donuts.
the world is ending. all this, all these people, they’ll be gone, and they have just… no idea.
you know what the worst part of being dead is? you’re stuck. nowhere to go. nowhere to change.
that’s the real torture, if you gotta know. watching your brother take for granted everything you lost and pissing it all away.
that’s the understatement of the year.
you wanna know why i left? because that’s what you do when you’re seventeen. you move out, become your own person, grow up.
at least i make my own decisions. you’ve never had to hold down a job. pay bills. you ever even been with a girl?
maybe it’s not about why we left. maybe it’s about why you stayed.
you couldn’t let go of the way things used to be.
dad’s dead. mom too, now. we’re orphans again, dude.
things are never gonna go back to the way they used to be.
look, i’m sorry to be the one to tell you this, but sometimes, men are unredeemable shits.
___ felt real. like he saw something in me no one else did.
god, i haven’t felt like that since i was a kid.
that’s no way to say hello to your old friends, is it?
welcome back to the land of the living, ____.
you must become the master of your own life, or it will become the master of you.
think i ain’t read the constitution? come back with a warrant.
i drank the whole bottle, didn’t i?
that’s what you do when the world you love goes bye-bye. poof, it’s gone.
i don’t need your protection. do you have any idea how many people i’ve killed?
i’m the four frickin’ horsemen, and the apocalypse is coming.
i like you, and i’m not sorry.
i - i got the flowers. thank you so much.
you know, there may be hope for him yet, don’t you think?
don’t be ridiculous. you think i’d do something like that?
i thought we were in this together. for the long haul.
if i didn’t know he was such a prick, i’d say he looks almost adorable in his sleep.
don’t worry, he’ll sober up eventually and be back to his normal, unpleasant self.
you throw another one of those goddamn knives at me, i’m pressing charges.
i was on my way. i was… why didn’t you wait?
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