Killing Eve (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - God, I'm Tired - full transcript

- Go back to London.
- Are we leaving?

Of course we're not leaving.

We need to find Anna.
I'm investigating Oksana.

I have a few letters
from her at home.

She wrote to you in French?

She loved
the French lessons the most.

She had a fixation.

Oksana is not dead.
She escaped prison.

Your wife is big
and your daughter is so loud.

- Where are they?
- Screaming in a cupboard.

Urgh!



The British, they are helping me.

I'm going to give them everything.

This arrived about
a month after he told me she'd died.

I'm going to get into
the prison security cameras.

Where are they taking her?

Oh, my God!

Shut up!

Or I'll blow your tiny head to pieces!

My dad is going to kill you in the face!

No, I'm going to kill your dad in the face.

- No! Why?
- Because he is an asshole.

- You can't say shit about Dad!
- I can!

- You can't!
- Why are you shouting?

- I will kill you!
- I will kill you!



You are going to die!

Ohh! What will make you stop shouting?

Food.

What?

I'm hungry.

Oh.

Okay.

Oh, okay.

Stick out your thumb. Look vulnerable.

I am vulnerable.

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- We can't just confront her.
- Oh, we can.

She had no right
to visit Villanelle without asking.

Why? She's not your girlfriend.
They could be innocent.

Sorry if this is difficult for you.

- It's not. I just...
- Frightened of your mother?

Of course! Isn't everyone?

If she's involved, she's dangerous.

There's a reason she went alone
and wanted us back in London.

- We need to respect...
- No, we need to ask her

what the hell she was
getting out of my girlfriend.

We don't even know if she's here.

- You can open her hotel door?
- What?

You must have some
gadgety thing or something?

Um... what? No.

You. I left my key in my room,
number 107. Now.

Of course, madam.

It makes me rage how efficient things are

when you're a dick to people.

Can we at least knock once
in case she's naked or something?

- Oh, my God.
- Oh, God, it's been... Jesus!

- What the hell?
- Oh.

- Where is Carolyn?
- Mum?

Where is she?

I didn't er...

Right, I'm ready to...

- Why aren't you in London?
- Why did you...

- Why is he in here?
- Business.

So he sells hairdryers now, does he?

- I was tidying.
- Are you two...

Who is he?

Why aren't you in London?
I told you to return to London.

So?

Villanelle is in the prison.

- She's not.
- Really?

Somebody broke her out.

- What?
- She attacked Konstantin.

Trapped his wife in a cupboard.

She's been released
and now she's kidnapped his daughter.

He's come here to ask me for help...

while... having a little drink.

- Breakfast?
- Yes.

What happened to your room?

What do you mean?

What?

Are you a bad person?

Yup.

- Have you kidnapped me?
- Yup.

Are you a pedophile?

No.

Okay, good.

Why don't you speak Russian?

I don't like it.

Where are we going next?

To get some money
and then to see your dad.

Why didn't you take my mum?

She's too big.

Why is your English so good?

Language is information.

And information...

Is everything.

Yeah, I know.

You don't know that one, do you?

Is my dad bad?

Yes, he is the worst.

Are you?

I don't know yet.

Is it hard to be bad?

Not if you practice.

Finish that. We're going.

- Where?
- To see an old friend.

What?

You can't speak Mandarin, can you?

Shut up.

I'm still learning.

Kenny, will you
book flights for you and Eve?

I'll save you some cereal.

What are you...

Why aren't your security services on it?

I thought she might
make contact with you.

- Why?
- You said you had a connection.

Oh, no, I haven't had any
contact with her since we came here.

Why has she taken your daughter?

- So I follow her.
- Why would she want that?

She's been told to kill me.

I'm her next target.
And I don't know where she is.

Why would The Twelve want you dead?

I don't know.
I work for Russian Intelligence.

Someone always wants me dead.

I need to find my daughter.

She's going to drive that woman crazy.

- Is she really annoying?
- She's so annoying.

She's amazing but so annoying.

We should go back to Anna's.

Villanelle's gonna go there.

You've met Anna?

Yes.

Hopefully I'll get to her
before Villanelle does, then...

I'll bring Anna back here.

Good, then I'll ask Vlad

to organize somewhere for her to stay.

You pack up the base,
get home and we will talk later.

I want to...

You either want a job,
in which case do what I say.

Or you don't want a job,
in which case fend for yourself.

Alright, I'm going to Vlad.
Eve, do you need a car?

I'll take her.

- Are you sure you shouldn't...
- No, it's good. Let's do that.

Come.

Oksana!

You are an asshole.

Where is it?

Where is my stuff, my passport, my money?

I don't know.

- Where is she?
- Who?

Eve Polastri.

I don't know.
She was here to ask me about...

Your face. Your face is hurt.

- Let me...
- No.

Just some disinfectant.

Look at you.

Oksana, please.

She gave me her number.

Give it to me.

You look the same.

You look older.

It's nice.

Can I go?

Don't move your tiny stinking ass.

It's not stinking.

Let me clean your face
and then I will give you her number.

Her face is a mess.

It does sting a bit.

Are you sure you don't want me to drive?

Yes.

Don't do that!

It won't be long.

You realize I haven't actually
given you the address yet?

You want to tell me
how you know where Anna lives?

It's exactly the same.

Yes.

Even his chair.

Yes.

The best sex
we ever had was on that chair.

Oh, hello.

No, Irina, you stay.

It's an example of someone
who thinks they can shoot a gun.

But they can't. You're safe.

I can.

I will shoot your black heart.

Where is Eve's phone number?

I can do it.

What would God say?

He'd understand.

What would He say about
doing it in front of her?

- I don't mind.
- Shut up.

You see, you can't do it.

You can't.

I've spent every night
dreaming that you were alive

so I could shoot you myself.

When your coat came,
I prayed to God that you would come.

Did you two used to go out?

She seduced me.

Oh, come on!

It was you!

Fine.

But can you blame me?

- If you love each other...
- No!

I don't love her anymore.

The thing is, I can kill you.

No.

I'm sorry, but yes.

Oh, God!

Get me her phone.

Now look for some money.

We deserve a big lunch.

Why does she want to kill you?

If I told you, I would really
have to kill you, you know?

Okay.

No, I really would, huh?

Okay!

I said, okay.

Are you a part of The Twelve?

Oh!

Ohh!

Are you insane?

No!

Who do you think they are?

I don't know.

What did she tell you?

- Villanelle?
- Yes.

She said she didn't know
who they were either.

She came to your house?

Yep.

We just need to give her what she wants.

- Me.
- No, me.

- Oh, I thought you meant...
- Yes, I told you.

No, I told you she wants to kill me.

Yes.

Well.

She's good.

I've decided. You're a good person.

Oh, really? Why is that?

Because you're sad
and sad people are usually good

because they feel things more.

Oh, God.

You're one of those profound kids.

I am not sad. I have a happy face.

She's perfect.

One more...

and we can go to a really nice place.

Mama!

Give me the money.

Hey, don't look!

You know Villanelle! Admit it!

Ooh, whoa!

Don't move your hands.

But my er... I have to put it back.

Don't move them!

Why do you have a gun in your car?

'Cause I'm traveling to save
my daughter from a psychopath.

- From Villanelle?
- Yes.

Does she work for you?

Don't turn around.
I don't want to see it. Oh, Jesus.

Can I put it back?

Yes, yes. Put it back.

Did you recruit her from prison?

Tell me the truth or I'll...

shoot you in the leg.

I recruited her from prison.

For who, Russian Intelligence?

For a private organization.

They trained her. I...

I trained her, briefly.
But I haven't seen her in years.

I don't believe you.

Listen.

All I know is that I want my daughter,

they want me and you want them.

So bring me to Irina
and they will come to us, okay?

And she will come
and you will get her, me and them.

You will get it all!

Please.

I promise.

I'm not gonna shake your hand.

- Don't be proud.
- I'm not. I'm hygienic.

Shake my wrist.

Anna.

Hello?

Where is my passport?

I have it. Where's Irina?

- I have it.
- I'm with her father.

Perfect.

Do you want some tea?
We are going to Café Radozhny.

Get in the car.

I'm keeping this.

Café Radozhny.

Have you been on a plane before?

We can't.
You don't have my passport.

- Yes, I do.
- Hey!

- Your photo is hilarious.
- Stop it! I was young then!

Your hair!

- Dad!
- Irina!

Whoa!

That's right, ladies, a child could die.

- Damn you!
- Shut up.

Please stop moving or I will
shoot someone. I'm desperate.

- Oksana!
- Ooh!

- Suits you.
- Just tell me what you want.

Him.

Not here. I'll come with you.

She is really annoying.

I know.

I like her.

Me too.

I've got your passport and your cash.

Just let Irina go
and I'll give them to you.

- Throw it.
- I will if you...

No, no...

You don't know what to do with that.

I know. I'm going to put it down.

- We're not here to hurt anyone.
- Throw it!

- Throw it.
- Throw it.

Excuse me.
Could you pass that along, please?

Thank you so much.

Ooh! Thank you, Eve.

Villanelle. Don't break my heart.

Don't break mine.

You either.

- Who's your favorite?
- What?

Me or her?

It's me... isn't it? A little bit.

- Yes.
- Hey!

Then you won't miss her so much, huh?

What do you want?

I want to do my job
so I can go home and have a bath.

Okay.

Okay, do your job.
But she is not your job.

You know we've never had sex?

Weird, huh?

- I'm married.
- You're romantic.

And you're a good person...

I think.

But I have to do my job
and you understand that.

- No, no, no...
- Oksana, no!

Come with me. Just you and me.

Please.

Just you and me.

Ohh!

Spasibo.

Konstantin?

I'm afraid so.

There goes that lead.

Do you want a cheese puff?

- Did you bring them with you?
- Always.

Are they the normal flavor?

Well, there's only one cheese puff flavor.

Oh, okay. No, thanks.

First new message...

Okay, I've got a lead.

An apartment in Paris where
a young man was found dead.

He had an asthma attack.

The same chemical was found
in his lungs as the French politician.

I checked the other
residents of the building -

because you're all in Russia
and I have nothing to do.

One of the apartments is paid for
by the same account that paid Frank.

I've sent you the address.
Let me know when you want to go.

Please take me with you!
I'm dying here!

Who was that?

Niko.

Well, that's a good reason to go home.

I believe that you both handed over
my private correspondence

with Konstantin Vasiliev to Vlad,
in exchange for Nadia.

A dirty move but a good one.

I'm sorry it had to end this way.

It looks like I'm going to have
to finish this on my own.

You can both pack up the London office.

I'm sure you both understand.

Pass me my bags, please.

London?

London?

Um...

No.

- Oui?
- Bonjour.

Parlez-vous anglais?

I don't like to.

But I can.

Um... I'm looking for this woman.

Er... Julie, yes.

Are you...

Um... from the...

Yes.

Yes, I am.

- Really?
- Yes.

I just want to make sure
everything is in order.

It's nice to actually meet someone. Erm...

do you need to see my records?

Um... yes.

I had my spy hole moved down
so that I could sit by the door.

You paid for it, though.

Ah.

Here that morning...

she had only her underwear on.

Then her brother came.

Her brother?

I don't think he was her brother.
He came here a lot, though.

What did he look like?

Grey hair, beard.

Nice-looking.

A bit like un ours.

Un ours?

Un ours. Raar!

Okay.

Is...

Is this him?

Ah, oui. Yes.

- Yes.
- Merci.

Uh...

we're trying to make
the system more efficient

and would like you
to text me your reports

- instead of writing them down.
- Okay.

Give me your number.

I haven't seen her in a while, though.

Any sign of her at all would be good.

Thank you.

Merci.

Would you like a key?

Did you have a party or something?

I have lost two jobs,

a husband and a best friend
because of you.

Yeah.

But you got some
really nice clothes out of it, so...

What are you going to do with that?

- I'm gonna kill you.
- No, you're not.

- I am.
- You're not.

- I am.
- You like me too much.

So what now, Eve?

I'm gonna tell you something.

Sit down.

I think about you all the time.

I think about what you're wearing

and what you're doing
and who you're doing it with.

I think about what friends you have.

I think about
what you eat before you work

and what shampoo you use
and what happened in your family.

I think about your eyes and your mouth

and what you feel when you kill someone.

I think about what you have for breakfast.

I just... want to know everything.

I think about you too.

I mean, I masturbate about you a lot.

- Okay, that...
- Too much?

No, it's just I wasn't expecting that.

So you trash my apartment
because you like me so much?

I... I know it's not conventional.

What do you want?

Honestly. Don't be a dick.

Normal stuff.

A nice life.

Cool flat.

Fun job.

Someone to watch movies with.

God, I'm tired.

Aren't you tired?

A little, yeah.

You found me.

Yes.

Well done.

Thank you.

Are you gonna kill me?

Promise?

Promise.

Would you stay for a bit?

Sure.

I've never done anything like this before.

It's okay.

I know what I'm doing.

Wow!

- That's rude.
- Yeah.

- You can't.
- I can.

I can!

I really liked you.

It hurts!

Don't pull it.

What did I just say?

Okay... Okay, hold on!

Hold on, it's okay!

Just... put your hand there.

I got you, I got you.
I'm gonna get some...

Wait there!

Oh! Oh, shit!

Put that down!

Put it down! I need to help you!

What are you doing?

I'm coming out.

I'm coming out!

She has gone.

Where?