Killing Eve (2018) s04e05 Episode Script

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- Who's at the top?
Let's see who can find him first.
I got Villanelle out.
I want more money.
Helene doesn't know
what Lars looks like.
Look. Is that him?
That's him, right? Older now, but
- Yeah, that's gotta be him.
- Arggh!
Who are your Twelve contacts?
I don't have a name, only a place.
A place?
I thought you were dead.
Don't underestimate me.
- So how did you know that man?
- He was an old flame.
The Socialist Squad.
Anarchists With Attitude.
The Disrupters.
Uh, who hasn't suggested one?
Karolina, bitte?
Chaos Club?
What a burning furnace
of creative thought.
I should arrive late more often.
If you're so clever, what do
you think we should be called?
Well, Beethoven named his
greatest Symphony No. 3.
So?
So how many of us are there?
God, you're sexy when I'm right.
I think Karolina fancies me.
That's okay. I fancy her boyfriend.
- The mute in the suit?
- Mmm.
I don't think I've ever heard him speak.
Perhaps I prefer my men mysterious.
There's nothing more
thrilling than a secret.
- Well I have a secret for you.
- Mmm?
He might just be really,
really boring.
Johan, hey, look over here.
Can you cut it out, Oliver?!
This is an anarchist meeting,
not a kid's birthday party.
That was harsh.
Oh, so, Karl
your place or your place?
Uh, my place is a bit of a no-go.
Oh, well, my place is a
bit of a no-go too, so
Don't get attached now.
Don't worry.
I won't.
Shoes.
Oh.
- Hi.
- Hi.
'Bye.
Do you know how many service rules
you've just broken?
I learned from the best.
Well, just promise me you won't
get killed by some Soviet toerag
- on your first posting.
- Oh!
I'll never live it down at the club.
Which club is that?
The one you go to with your
foreign office friends?
Or the one you go to afterwards?
Goodnight, Daddy.
Goodnight, Carolyn.
This is too much breakfast, Benita.
Don't you have a home to go to?
Your husband is an asshole.
Huh!
Do you want to know something funny?
Please.
He's a firefighter.
He's supposed to be stopping burns,
not making them.
Oh
When we first met,
he was charming, you know?
Mmm.
Now every time I cook him something,
I pray he choke on it.
I can help you
if that's what you want.
I
I know what you did
to the man with the toe in the nose.
I found a finger under the bed.
If that's what he deserved,
what does Camilo deserve?
You threw me in the water and
now I have an ear infection.
Pull that stunt again
and I'll chop you into small,
tiny pieces and eat you.
So what's next on my training program?
Close your eyes.
Close them.
You don't trust me.
- Mm, you said you'd eat me.
- Hah!
Look in the bags.
We're going to spend a nice afternoon
together playing dress-up.
What's wrong with my clothes?
Oh, nothing wrong with your clothes.
It's great if you want people
to avoid you at a party.
But what if you want them to like you?
What if you want to charm them
or if you want them to
fall in love with you?
Oh, you look amazing!
Oh.
Eve?
- Hey.
- So you are alive.
Yeah. What are you doing here?
- Do you have someone in there?
- What? No.
You totally do, don't you?
Wait. Just Wait.
I'm just, um catching up on sleep.
Is that what they call it these days?
Um, can we do this later?
What is that?
That is everything I could
find on Oliver Schubert.
Oh, and that's, like, uh, a
dummy's guide to the Cold War.
Great. I've been meaning to catch up.
Huh, so he's no longer a photographer.
He's a classics professor.
And you are a student with an
interest in radical 1970s politics
and you have a meeting
with him in, uh, two hours.
Have you been colouring? Is that
what you didn't want me to see?
- It's a mindfulness exercise.
- Mindfulness? What is this?
I'm drawing my dreams.
Anyway, if I'm going to make
this meeting, I have to prepare.
Yeah, and I'm not stopping you.
Yusuf, can we have some
boundaries, please?
Yeah, okay.
- Sorry.
- Mm-hm.
- I'm just gonna piss.
- Oh, no! Wait!
Wait!
Ooh! You found me.
Hello, Camilo.
It's impressive, right?
Ugh!
Do you see this? Do you know who I am?
"Do you know who I am?"
Let me tell you something.
Women don't stay silent forever.
Benita
No, no! No, no!
No!
Ha-ha!
Ha!
You okay, chica?
Okay, so you take her at 10 a.m.
Let's say Helene discovers
her missing 11 a.m.
So she could be arriving
in London any minute now.
Let her squirm.
What really happened in Paris?
I went to Helene's.
She got Villanelle out of prison.
So you thought child abduction?
Well, you have to hit her
where it hurts. And this?
- This'll hurt.
- What do we do now?
Do we torture the hostage?
Torture?
We're gonna go on an adventure! Yeah?
- Yes, yes!
- Yeah! Oh, get your bag.
And let's say 'bye to Yusuf!
- Goodbye!
- 'Bye!
'Bye!
This is me.
Why have you never
brought me here before?
Because we've never been
in such desperate need
of my father's whisky collection before.
And because you hate the bourgeoisie.
Do you remember?
So I'll entirely understand
if you don't want to come in.
Let me know if you find
any friends behind there.
Oh, um, no, thank you.
It'll be me up there before long.
Oh?
I'm writing a novel.
- Oh!
- Yeah.
Like, um, Kafka, but better.
Hmm.
That sounds quite unbelievable.
How many pages have you written?
Um
Lots.
Lots?
Yeah.
Well
if you can drink as many drinks
as you've written pages,
you might have a better time.
That ring your girlfriend's wearing
she fiddles with it when she fibs.
Yeah, she does it whenever
she says something nice to me.
Oh!
- Hey.
- Oh.
You know this bottle
costs more than my car?
Oh!
Well, in that case,
it's time to raid the garage
for the good stuff.
Shut up.
Who wants to trash the place?
Is it done?
- Oh
- Come here.
It looks better on you.
You want to go shopping?
These are some of my friends.
They all have their own Camilos.
Would you help them?
Okay.
But then I have my own Camilo.
Hmm.
Hello, Karolina.
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- Janice?
Janice was just a front,
as was almost everything else
you thought you knew about me.
Fancy a sausage?
Five children?
You must have sacrificed a lot.
Oh, not really.
I distinctly remember you saying
you wanted to be bigger than Kafka.
I would've said anything back
then to compete with you.
Thank God I didn't know your real name.
Carolyn, Karolina
I would've been desperate
to ditch the extra 'A'.
A 'sultan' and a 'sultana'
are two very different things.
Johan is alive.
But he drowned.
The police found his body in the lake.
Someone messed up.
You haven't seen him?
Not since that night
at your father's house.
Nice ring.
- Oh
- Carolyn.
I'm glad we've seen each other again.
I've had this image
of what you'd be like,
the kind of life you'd be living.
But it's good to know the reality.
She-Hulk!
Uh, in a good way.
Uh, like not green
and with a nice face.
Sorry.
Where do the girls get the outfits from?
Uh, there's a clothes bucket out back.
Can you, um access the bucket?
I'm kind of access-all-areas, me.
I'm responsible with keys, so
Yeah.
Will you help me?
Of course I will.
Cool.
I thought you might like a slushy.
You seem like a slushy girl to me.
I found these on a wall, so
I thought I might as well
Wow!
- You look fierce.
- I am fierce.
For your, um services.
Uh
Thanks.
I'm Pam.
Hi, Pam.
People assume Cupid is a benign figure,
the kind that appears in cartoon
form on Valentine's cards.
What they do not see
- I can't see it.
- is the malevolent Cupid
whose divine arrow brings havoc
as much as it brings desire.
Here.
- Want to play with my phone?
- Really?
- The tale of Cupid and Psyche
- Yes, of course.
is thought of as one of the
world's great love stories.
But what did Psyche have to do?
She had to endure beatings,
cross rivers, climb cliffs
and, finally, journey to the underworld.
How far will Psyche go?
And who will she have to become
to appease her cosmic masters?
Johan Sveinsson.
I know you're not supposed
to speak ill of the dead,
but, my God, he was a prick.
Oh.
A country bumpkin from Iceland
who fancied himself as a revolutionary.
You won't find much on him, though.
He died about three weeks
after this photo was taken.
Took a boat out alone
with a crate of beer
and accidentally drowned himself.
Accidentally? Is that a definite?
What did you say your
thesis was on again?
Failed sociopolitical uprisings
in the Soviet-occupied
territories, 1975-1989,
a unique psychology of the
thwarted revolutionary.
Good title. Long.
Janice.
- Uh, who's that?
- Johan's girlfriend at the time.
She was British, I think.
Fun in a spiky sort of way.
Do you know her last name?
Can't remember, I'm afraid.
But I remember a party.
We were all there, all
the Kreuzberg squat gang.
I've I've got an old super 8
reel in my office somewhere.
Though you'd have to find a projector
Okay.
Friend of mine. Childcare issues.
Um, I would love to see the footage,
if it's not a problem.
Okay.
Ready? We're gonna race.
Okay, ready? Go. One, two,
three. Go, go, go, go, go, go!
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Oh, we had so much fun!
Why don't you show the
picture we drew for Maman?
Oh, wow!
She's really got your likeness.
Mm-hm.
Don't worry. I didn't
get anything out of her.
She knows nothing about you.
Can I stay here?
Oh!
But I want to stay with Eve.
Can I stay with Eve?
Go to your mum.
Bravo, Eve.
Carolyn.
Hello.
I brought sandwiches
- made from strange animal parts.
- Ooh!
Mwah.
That is what British people like, no?
That, and discussing the traffic.
Hah! Huh!
Ah, yes, yes.
Oh, sorry I'm late.
- Traffic was a nightmare.
- Oh!
Are you sure you're German?
I am whatever you want me to be.
- What language is that?
-
Konstantin Vasiliev.
And don't try to kill me either!
It wouldn't end well for you.
Put it down.
- You're Russian.
- Yes.
- KGB?
- Yes.
You slept with me to get to my father.
- Yes.
- And then you blackmailed him.
- Yes.
- And now he's dead.
I want to offer you a deal.
I knew something was
going on between you two!
Did you really think
you could lie to me?!
Johan!
Stupid pig!
Johan, please!
Oh !
Oh
Oh! Arggh!
Did Karolina's father have a cabin?
Carolyn? Where are you?
I would appreciate it if we
didn't exchange pleasantries.
I'd rather hoped never to
have to speak to you again,
so this is already testing
my patience greatly.
Yes, he did.
She took me there once.
Give me five minutes and
I send you the address.
Carolyn, are you still there?
Do you ever think
what might have happened if
we hadn't done what we did?
- Are you thinking about
- The oars, yes.
Do you think we might have
had nice, normal existences?
Kept our children?
Maybe you and I
I don't know.
No, you're right.
People like us aren't made for
happy lives with happy endings.
We never were.
Just send me the address.
What do you think?
I think you like it.
I think it's been done.
Aren't you scared I'm going to kill you?
Isn't that the point?
You know, when I first
learned you were after me,
I thought you were a bit
what's the word pathetic.
I thought, "There is someone
who spends her life
"peering at more exotic specimens,"
like a birdwatcher desperate to fly.
First Villanelle, then me.
You think too highly of yourself.
But now I get it.
You were down in your basement
building your own wings,
shitty pigeon wings,
but wings nonetheless.
Is that what you think?
I found Lars.
I'm going now.
Do you want to come?
Things have gone really
downhill for you.
They were always bad for me.
You just never really saw.
Well, things were bad for me too.
Oh?
You want to hug it out?
Why are you here, Villanelle?
You're going to tell me where Helene is.
Is that it? No small talk?
No, "How are you, Konstantin?"
How are you, Konstantin?
- So Helene?
- Mmm.
- You want to kill her?
- Yes.
Helene first and then the rest of them.
Hmm.
You know, I tried killing other
people's assholes, but
charity begins at home.
Huh.
- You never believed in me.
- Oh!
That's not true.
I always believed in you.
No, you believed I was a good assassin.
You believed I was good for The Twelve.
You never believed I could
be anything more than that.
I regret how I was with you.
But I have a new one now
and I'm trying to do things
differently with her.
Good for her.
I would love Helene to disappear,
- but I can't tell you where to find her.
- You can't or won't?
Because I don't know.
And because you might think
you could get free of them,
but I don't!
One of them will get you one day.
You can't train people to kill and
expect them not to turn on you.
Villanelle.
I trained this one up
as well, before you.
She's crazy.
But she might be able to help you.
Plus, I think you'll like her.
The problem here, Johan,
or Lars, if you prefer,
is that you think you're
too clever by half.
I am sorry for having hit you
over the head with an oar.
Apologies not accepted.
Completely understandable.
May I come in?
- Hmm.
- I've got a better aim now.
Oh, good!
Well, if you shoot me,
you won't get to hear
all the clever things I have to say.
Think about that.
What are we waiting for? Where is Lars?
You'll see.
Just keep watching that door.
Mark.
Did you really think I
wouldn't get back at you?
Oh!
Villanelle. Villanelle!
Oh, God! Oh, God!
Open the door. Open it!
- Open the
- Oh!
Open the door. Open the door.
Open the door!
Open the damn door!
Do it, Mark.
Oh, come on. Oh, my Oh, God.
No, no. Oh, God.
Okay. Come on. Oh, God.
Oh, it's okay.
-
- It's because of me,
Helene punishing me.
If people don't interfere with me,
I don't interfere with them.
I know this is going to end badly.
You're not gonna shoot
me in the back, are you?
Walk away now or kill her.
Your call.
Someone is brutally torturing your peers
and you're next. I am this close!
Are you going to apologise
for shooting me?
Who's coming after me?
Give me my name and I'll give you yours.