Fleabag (2016–…): Season 2, Episode 1 - Episode #2.1 - full transcript
The eponymous Fleabag returns and has to attend an uncomfortable family dinner to celebrate the engagement of Godmother and Dad. Fleabag is intrigued by Godmother's new Priest, but the ...
This programme contains strong
language and adult humour.
I opened a cafe with my friend, Boo.
Yeah, she's dead now.
Thank you for coming in today.
That kind of thing won't get
you very far here any more.
Oh! Argh!
I suppose you should meet Hillary.
She's beautiful!
Mum died three years ago.
Loo, doo, ooh, badoo!
All right, Dad?
Dad's way of coping with two
motherless daughters was to buy us
tickets to feminist lectures,
start fucking our godmother,
and eventually stop calling.
Did you take the sculpture?
What sculpture?
Martin's being lovely.
I am not drunk. Always drunk.
Jake's her step-son. He's really
weird, probably clinically,
but no-one really talks about that.
No. I got the Finland promotion.
That's amazing! Thank you.<
People make mistakes.
Your husband tried to kiss
me on your birthday.
I'm just going to say this once.
He didn't try to kiss you.
He says it was more like the other
way around. Believe me!
language and adult humour.
I opened a cafe with my friend, Boo.
Yeah, she's dead now.
Thank you for coming in today.
That kind of thing won't get
you very far here any more.
Oh! Argh!
I suppose you should meet Hillary.
She's beautiful!
Mum died three years ago.
Loo, doo, ooh, badoo!
All right, Dad?
Dad's way of coping with two
motherless daughters was to buy us
tickets to feminist lectures,
start fucking our godmother,
and eventually stop calling.
Did you take the sculpture?
What sculpture?
Martin's being lovely.
I am not drunk. Always drunk.
Jake's her step-son. He's really
weird, probably clinically,
but no-one really talks about that.
No. I got the Finland promotion.
That's amazing! Thank you.<
People make mistakes.
Your husband tried to kiss
me on your birthday.
I'm just going to say this once.
He didn't try to kiss you.
He says it was more like the other
way around. Believe me!