Killing Eve (2018–…): Season 4, Episode 1 - Just Dunk Me - full transcript

You just don't seem very happy.

I had a life.

I had a husband, and a house.

Both you and
I know perfectly well

Kenny didn't take his own life.

Kenny was killed trying
to expose The Twelve.

Villanelle is our best
chance of getting to them.

Do you ever think
of anything else?

Admit it.
You wish I was here.

I left a man to die so
I could save a psychopath.

No! I'm totally done
with it. End of story.



Do you know Helene?

God, you're sexy.

You're a beautiful
monster, Villanelle.

She's
my boss. Ex-boss.

It was a very toxic workplace.

This is Rhian.

Please!

You're the one who's been
stealing money from The Twelve.

Wherever I go,
someone wants to murder me.

This was inevitable.

Go before I change my mind.

Why kill him? He was a source.

One cannot destroy The Twelve.

What's happened to us?



- I've killed so many people.
- I know.

I don't want to
do it any more. Any of it.

They are like animals.

The items they post you...

You're head of town.

If I'm going to die, can
I at least take this off?

The headline wouldn't be good.

What?

Eve?

Stand up.

Eve? How did you find me?

Stand up. Put your hands up.

Take that off.

What are you now,

an assassin?

What are you now, a mayor?

Why did you do that?

That was for Kenny.

Tell me how to find Helene.

You can't just find
someone like her.

I don't even know myself.

They keep everyone separate.

If you find a new recruit then
maybe you can track them back.

What does that mean?

She looks out for new assassins.
That's part of her job.

Like a talent scout.

- Give me a name.
- I don't have a name.

Villanelle pushed the
last one under a train.

Give me that name.

- You shot me in my hand.
- Oh, get over it.

What is she like? Helene?
What does she look like?

She looks French.

She looks French. Okay?

If you want to find Helene,
why not just ask Villanelle?

You're going to die, you know?

Whatever this is, you
won't come out of it.

Thank God.

Have I ever told you?
You sound like an angel.

Only sound like?

Oi, Little
Miss Perfect.

Cat's been sick on the
carpet next door again.

I'll deal with it.

It's chunky.

I said, I'll deal with it.

I don't know how you do it.

I sprinkle a highly
absorbent powder on top.

I meant I don't know how you
can be so good all the time.

I don't have any other choice.

Rhian Bevan.

I brought you a protein shake.

Are you stereotyping me?

Oh, God, you're
right. I'm so sorry.

- I'll get rid of it.
- No, I...

- I'd like...
- Hmm.

I don't wanna waste it.
Cos it was leg day today.

- Leg day?
- Yes, leg day.

- Are you looking at my ass?
- Yes.

God, real life is boring.

Who are we protecting today?

You know, I'm gonna
give it an hour

and then I'm gonna follow
up on that Helene lead.

Er, before I forget, I
have some admin for you.

This is a written warning from
work about your continued absence.

Don't worry, I got one as well.

You were supposed to be
covering for me. Where were you?

I got invited to a
threesome in the Cotswolds.

Well, the Cotswolds is
supposed to be lovely.

Next, please.

Another invitation?

This one looks a
little anthrax-ey.

She's not given up.

I don't think so.

- What?
- You shot someone?

In the hand.

How did it feel?

Like you said it would feel.

- Wanna have sex?
- Yes.

- Gonna buy me dinner afterwards?
- Yes. If you're any good.

At 2:00, you're judging
a sand sculpting competition,

at 3:30, you're
explaining British culture

to some local school children.

And this evening, you're
going to see a play

about the horrors of
the Spanish Civil War...

"Humankind

"cannot bear very much reality."

Do you know who wrote that?

Gandhi?

There's a
Mr. Smith downstairs for you.

Gracias.

Tell him I'll be right down.

I can't promise
I'll do any of it

but if I do, I shan't be sober.

Classic,
ketchup, mustard.

Please.

-Pickles? Onions?
-Pickles, yes. Of course pickles.

Mustard? Mayo?

- No! Mayonnaise?
- Mustard. Yes, mayo.

- Top and bottom.
- You're a psychopath.

- This is pretty good.
- It's vegan.

The bacon, too.

- Huh?
- Knew that would piss you off.

Hmm.

The funeral home Rhian
Bevan's body was taken to.

How did you get this?

Got an old mate from
the Foreign Legion.

I saw him do some pretty terrible things
to civilians and I never said anything.

Now he works with TFO,
and it's all paid off.

Mmm.

Ah, see, let your guard down.

- See, that's good. I...
- Now is it good?

- How about this?
- Okay.

Oh.

Anyone? Anyone else
wanna try me? No?

Don't get cocky now. Cos I'll
come back and do the armbar

- and take you down.

Thanks, David.

You can have a break.

What do you have for me?

Jakub Novotny.

He was found two weeks
ago in a disused warehouse

on the outskirts of Prague.

You said he was tortured?

Flayed alive.

Whoever did this, literally
tore strips off him.

There are pictures...

This reminds me of something.

- String cheese.
- Yes.

Just that. Is this all you have?

I told you, it's not
my investigation.

The BIS don't get
involved in murder cases

unless they're of
national security concern.

Cultural attache.

We both know that's code for
"kicked out on your ass".

I could say the same about you.

You were my most
promising student.

Well, you know my daughter died,

- just like...
- Yes. I remember.

Grief makes us strangers,

even to ourselves.

Carolyn!

Just... Excuse me
for a moment, Milos.

Shoo, shoo, shoo.

Easy, easy.

Aren't you going
to congratulate me?

On what?

Did you not get the fax?

I got promoted.

Apparently there was an unexpected
vacancy on the Russia desk.

It's actually amazing the kind of
leverage you get from being shot at work.

Wait. Wait, where are you going?

You can't ignore this, Carolyn.
This is your final warning.

No. This is your final warning.

The Twelve are far more lethal
than any of the hostile states

or terrorist organisations
that you care so much about

and I am your best hope
in understanding them.

If you choose to
ignore my expertise,

then either they've
got to you before me

or you're more dim-witted
than I thought you were.

Or you're just desperate.

Stop meddling.

Cos if you don't, you
know what will happen.

You'll be arrested,
tried in a secret court

and put in prison for a
long, long, long time.

We will make sure of it.

Is that so?

Nice little jobs in the sun are
for those who behave nicely,

not those of us who still invite
Czech intelligence on a beach holiday

when they've just been fired.

What exactly are you
going to arrest me for?

If you hang on, I can show you.

That was you, wasn't it?

Paul Bradwell.

You need some cream
for that sunburn.

You look inflamed.

I'm going.

- I'm going.
- Muchos gracias.

Wow, more fish and loaves!

You know, you don't have to live
exactly as they did in the Bible.

You can be guided by
your own instincts.

It's better for me
to have a road map.

Dad?

For what we are
about to receive,

may the Lord make you thank me.

- Amen.
Amen.

- Lucifer, no!
Leave him, May, she's okay.

Lucifer, we talked about this.

I'm so sorry.

She needs to realise this
is your home too now.

Hmm.

May, Nelle has to find her
own place at some point.

She won't want to
stay here forever.

It's fine by me.

Well, even if she doesn't
live with us anymore,

she's being baptised tomorrow.

Once she's baptised,
she's part of the family.

I've always wanted a family.

Fish?

I thought we agreed you were
going to widen your horizons.

Find some interests
away from the church.

Well, you wanted me to
have a friend my own age

now I have one.

Nelle isn't exactly
what I had in mind.

Why? Because
she's too perfect?

Wow.

So holy.

Let me have a new life.

Please.

Come on. Come here.

Come on.

That's it. See?

- Hmm?

There's nothing to be scared of.

We're all friends here.

Can you stroke my hair?

Now, tell me why
you like me so much.

You're kind,

you're funny.

You're generous.

You're clever.

You're understanding,

loyal.

You're the best
person I've ever met.

Hmm.

Hey, what's up?

Don't be pissed off.
She made me drive her here.

Whatever it is, no.

Hmm.

I was about to give
you a compliment.

You look purposeful.
Less untethered.

It suits you.

Thank you.

There's been a spate of murders,

all of them tortured,
none of them solved.

The first victim was someone
in Paul's phone book,

the second was
linked to the first

and the third I suspect
is something similar.

Someone has been hunting down and
killing members of The Twelve.

That means they know a damn sight
more than we do about who they are,

which, in turn, makes
me want to know them.

Unfortunately, my avenues of
investigation have recently been cut off.

So I need you to take up my good
work and continue the investigation.

Carolyn...

We've
been here before.

I'm hardly asking
for a kidney, Eve.

But if I am, I'm offering
a slice of lung in return.

You're clearly still
looking into them.

Why else would you be working
for a private security firm?

The people are nice.

I'll pay.

For access, I mean...

Money's not a problem.

I have an unfashionable
amount of inherited wealth

and absolutely nothing
to spend it on.

You're still playing the
same old game of chess.

So what game are you playing?

See, this is what
I'm talking about.

I want to sweep the
chessboard off the table

and set it on fire.

I want to watch those
little wooden critters burn.

Keep the file.

You might find you need to know the
critters before you incinerate them.

You're kidding me.

You want the file,
don't you? You want the file?

Of course I want the file.

You stink.
- You love it.

So, after the sermon,

I'll lead you over to the font

and present you to
the congregation...

"Our Lord Jesus
Christ has told us

"that to enter the
kingdom of Heaven..."

"We must be born again
of water and the Spirit

"and has given us baptism

"as the sign and seal
of this new birth.

"Here we are washed
by the Holy Spirit."

Of course. You know it already.

Clearly, I'm surplus
to requirements.

Let's jump to after
you've baptised me.

"May God, who has received you
by baptism into his Church,

"pour upon you the
riches of His grace."

May, come here.

Here.

My guest needs to sit here.

What guest?

May, does it matter? Nelle,

we don't reserve seats here.

Well, I-I can't reserve
a seat at my own party?

Vicar! Vicar!

Barbara, I'm just running Nelle
through the baptism service.

Can I really not reserve
a seat at my own party?

-Vicar. You're gonna wanna see
this -In a minute, Barbara.

Lucifer.

Please, Nelle.

Explain why you were in the
graveyard with a shovel.

The cat was dead
when I found it.

I went out late last night to hand
out some blankets to the homeless

and I... I saw it lying
on the side of the road...

- Squashed.
- Why didn't you tell us?

Because you loved it.

Nelle, are you sure
you're ready for baptism?

I saved you a
pretty gory burial.

One of the eyes was not
where it should've been.

It's not just Lucifer.

It's the fact that you've
been here for months

and we hardly know
anything about you.

I was born in Russia,

abandoned in an orphanage,
then sold into slavery...

And you seem more interested in
someone seeing you being baptised

rather than the baptism itself.

If you're baptised in a forest and
nobody sees you getting baptised,

are you really baptised?

Do you believe in God?

I believe that people
who believe in God

are good people for
me to be around.

Nelle, I can't baptise someone
who doesn't have faith.

- I have faith.
- But...

I have faith that I'm
not as shitty inside

as some people think I am.

And that I can prove them wrong.

But only if you baptise me.

How can I help?

Well, I wanted to ask you a
couple of questions about...

I totally understand.
Please, take a seat.

Oh. Oh, oh.

Okay.

There you are. A
throne for a princess.

We have plans suitable
for every budget...

Actually, I'm not looking
to arrange a funeral.

I wanted to ask a question
about one you did a while ago.

Rhian Bevan?

- I'm an old teacher of hers and...
- Pam!

Pam!

- Can't you just maybe look into...
- I'm business, okay?

She's...

"Other."

- Hi, there. Are...
- Hi.

Welcome to J. Palmeira
and Son. Please, this way.

Er, your colleague let me in.

I was hoping to ask about one of the
people you had in here.

Rhian Bevan?

She was hit by a train?

I taught her when
she was a teenager.

Do you remember who
was here to send her off?

You must've had a point
of contact for her?

No?

Hmm.

I suppose...

Could you maybe go and check?

Thank you so much.

Nothing.

Never mind.

I'll get in touch another way.

Do you know Helene?

Sorry about that.

The grace of our
Lord Jesus Christ,

the love of God
and the fellowship

of the Holy Spirit
be with you all...

And also with you.

Baptism marks the beginning
of a journey with God

as I, er...

Which continues for
the rest of our lives.

It's a joyous occasion,

the beginning of a new life.

A life where Jesus
walks by our side...

Do it now.

Therefore I ask, do
you turn away from sin?

I do.

Do you reject evil?

I do.

Do you turn to Christ...

I do.

As your saviour?

Do you trust?

Just dunk me!

There are some
decent leads in here.

She's just the kind of
girl they'd recruit.

Disempowered,
disenfranchised, disposable...

Another "D" word.

- Disadvantaged.
- Yes, good.

Plus, she likes dead people.

Have you ever thought she
might just be unusual?

Sorry, disusual.

Uh-uh.

No. This was different.

The look in her eye,

it was...

I've, er, seen it before.

I can't... I can't explain it.

That was an expert analysis.

Can you put your shirt on?

Oh? Just because, I'm not, what,
jumping to all your conclusions?

Yes, actually.

I don't want to see your nipples unless
they're fully in agreement with me.

Okay. How about now?

Well, now I just want nuts.

Well, they're all gone.

Hmm.

Wait. Wait, I'm sorry, I can't
fulfil your insatiable need for nuts?

No, I really
want nuts, actually.

Hello?

I forgive you.

What?

I said I forgive you.

You forgive me?

For not attending my rebirth.

Uh-huh.

Okay,

er, I understand it might be painful
for you to see me blossoming.

Oh, is that what you're doing?

I'm trying to show
you I've changed.

You're the same person.
You're exactly the same...

I'm not here to argue, Eve.

Maybe I've changed. Have
you thought of that?

Maybe I don't need...

What are you doing?

Praying for you.

Oh.

Dear Jesus,

please let Eve find faith...

I don't need your help.

I need you to leave me alone...

Let her be who she
really is inside.

Give her courage,
give her strength...

Don't you understand?

Save her like you
saved me.

If you'd really changed,

you wouldn't have come here.

If you'd really changed,
you wouldn't have let me.

Different person.

Found her!

Hello?

I said hello.

Is anybody there?

You know, it would
be much, much easier

if you just showed
me you were real.

A little wave?

Maybe you don't know.

Yeah.

But it's very much
in your interest

for me to believe in you.

I knew you weren't real.

I'm sorry your
guest didn't come.

She doesn't believe
I'm a Christian.

- Well...
- She thinks I'm pretending.

No one could pretend
as well as that.

Not even the best
actress in the world.

Depends on the audience.

Well, this audience knows you.

She knows you'd
never hurt anyone...

You don't know me.

No!

No! No!

Oh, no, no.

Oh, my God. Are you okay? Huh?

Huh?

Oh. I didn't kill you.

Vlad.

Hello, traitor.

Huh?

Are you who I think you are?

What can I say?

I'm as surprised as you.

Oh!

Er...

So, what happens now?

Oh, easy.

I lead you to salvation.

Hmm?

- How is Villanelle?
- Oh, you know.

She's a Christian now.

How do you know she
won't just kill you?

I mean, The Twelve, they've probably
got your mug shot up on the wall.

What's the matter? Did
someone get murdered?

Don't try and outsmart me.
You haven't got the neurons.

- How many toilet breaks?
I might not come out of this.

I'm gonna give you four,
in case of nervous poohs.

Your goodness is really
starting to "pop".

Yes.