Killing Eve (2018–…): Season 4, Episode 7 - Making Dead Things Look Nice - full transcript

One, two...

You don't care who you betray,
you are rotten to the core.

God's sake, Eve,
we both want the same thing,

I'm just doing
a much better job.

You can't just walk away.

I have a lot of stuff
to deal with.

I hear Villanelle
had a lucky escape.

Surprise!

This is the life
you're signing up for.

Usually people
have no other chance...

Or options.



Hey.

My back hurts.

I'm not like the other one.

I need a name.

You should really
lock your door.

Eve, don't.

Well done...

You've killed one.

They'll just replace him.
Over...

And over.

Can I stay here?

And over.







Come...

He's been killing my fish,
trespassing on my shores.

What are you going
to do to him?

Fillet him.





I'm going on a hunt.

I'm coming with you.





Bagels!

Oh, thanks.

Hey, can I not be
on personal detail?

I'm better at logistics.
Yes, sorry, mate.

It's just Grace was busy
and the client asked
for a woman. So...

In other news...

Officially unlocked
by unofficial means.

You don't need this, you know.
You completed the mission.

And now that Helene's dead,
now what?

Now you have to find
a new ordinary.

The old one is not gonna fit.

Hey. What was
the last really fun

but very legal thing
that you did?

I can't remember.
Well, you're in luck,

because I put the "F" in fun.

That was terrible!

Yeah, I know.
It starts like this
and you need rhythm.

You also need vocals

and you need to be able
to make choices.

And hold microphones
and be in dark rooms

with weird lights,
and I need you to get changed
so I can take you--

OK, I'm changing then.
Yes, please.

I'd better eat the bagel first!

Outside! Ten.
Something sparkly.

All right.

Still warm.

How long will it take?

Maybe ten minutes.

Maybe ten hours.

This way.



This is going on forever.

OK, well, if you're
gonna bow out,
if you're gonna bow out...

Then you're gonna have
to take a solo

and I'm hitting you
with a solo.

Three, two, one.
It's you, go!



Oh, this is so hard,
this is a very difficult song!

But you're a very good singer.

♪ I push it down
Push it down♪

Push it down.

♪ Oh, the tequila♪

♪ I'm the one
For a good time call♪

♪ Phone's blowin' up,
Ringin' my doorbell♪

Bring it...

♪ I feel the love,
Feel the love♪

Hm.

♪ One, two, three,
One, two, three, drink♪

♪ One, two, three,
One, two, three, drink♪

♪ One, two, three,
One, two, three, drink♪

♪ Throw 'em back
'Til I lose count♪

♪ Ahh, I'm gonna swing♪

♪ From the chandelier♪

♪ From the chandelier...♪

♪ I'm gonna live♪

♪ Like tomorrow doesn't exist♪

♪ Like it doesn't exist♪

♪ I'm gonna fly like a bird
Through the night♪

♪ Feel my tears as they dry♪



♪ Won't look down,
Won't open my eyes♪

♪ Until morning light
Cos I'm just...♪



I can't...



What's wrong?

I, erm...
I think, erm...

Eve?

I think I made a mistake.

OK, about what?

About all of it,
I mean, I can't stop thinking

what if...
what if it was all a mistake?

Don't torture yourself like
that. It's gonna get easier.

Oh, please...Hey! I promise.

Eve, you've got to find
the parts of your life

that you can bear and just...
just live, from there.

What? With three songs
and protein shakes?

My last tour was hard.

Seven of us made it back.
There's three left.

What I mean is...
moving on,

no matter how difficult,
that is always a choice.

Well, what if I can't move on?

You can, you can.

But what if I don't want to?

Well, that's a question
you need to answer.

And I can't help you.

I thought I could
but I can't,

I've gotta get out of the way.

Whatever you do next,
you can choose...

You can.



Look at that lovely stupid face.

Take care, Eve.



I don't want a life insurance,
I never had a PPI,

and I'm not interested
in double glazing!

Screw you.

Irina?

I'm free,
your boss got me out.

Helene?

Whatever you think,
you are not free.

What kind of dad lets
his daughter rot in hospital?

I was trying to help you.

Maybe if you had done
that earlier

instead of helping shithead...

Who, Villanelle?

Of course, Villanelle.

But, hey, maybe if I work
for The Twelve,

you'll finally
pay attention to me.

Tell me where you are.

Irina, tell me where you are!

You know I can't tell you.
They're the rules, old man.

I hope you don't mind
the intrusion,

but I bought us both
an aperitif.

Sod it, I'm on holiday.

Ah. Beautiful creatures.

I don't know what retirement
would have looked like

had I not found birds.

You'd have worn
less beige, I imagine?

It's ghastly, isn't it?

Well, fond
of the Barn Swallow too?

I'm more of
a giraffe person myself.

It's an incredible feeling.

Being inches from the thing
you've been looking for.

Remarkable.



Carolyn.

Shall we order lunch?

I hear
the Wiener schnitzel's good.

What's wrong with you?

Fine.
You don't look fine.

You look like
Angry Santa Claus.

You here to work
or give me grief?

Hmm, bit of both.

I got you hot chocolate.

Thanks.

So... what's
on the schedule today?

Who do I have to kill
to get a smile out of you?

Look around you, Pam.

Forget training today,

you are young,
go have fun.

I call you.

So, you've come to drag
the rat back to Russia
by the tail?

You've left a wake
of betrayal behind you, Carolyn.

Russia. Me.

Even your own country.

Now you're completely alone.

Wasting good sherry...
unlike you.

Be my guest.

On second thoughts,
I wouldn't if I were you.

It was bought for me by that
beige creature in the lobby.

I suspect he's an assassin
sent to kill me.

Still, I don't want
to spoil your fun.

And why would that be?

In my absence...

I found out why The Twelve
are such a pain
in the posterior to unearth.

As you probably know,
The Twelve operates in cells,

and those cells are kept
entirely separate
from each other.

However, I found out
from this

that the leadership do meet
on occasion.

One of whom is Lars Meier.

Who is?

Someone from my past.

When I looked into everyone
I had met when The Twelve
first bleeped on my radar,

all of them were either dead
or clearly civilian.

And Lars Meier?

Recently deceased.
Aha.

So now you're stumped.

Not quite.

I found this on his body.

It contains dates

of what I believe to be
previous Twelve meetings.

And then there's this...

The Barn Swallow--
the national bird of Austria.

Intricately drawn
next to dates,

perhaps a favoured
meeting place?

As you can see from
the incessant decor
of this place, it led me here.

You always were the very best.

They must have been drunk
when they fired you.

Carolyn...Damn!
This may not be the place.

But surely that would be
too brazen.

Carolyn, you know the weight
betrayal carries for my people.

Hold that thought, Vlad,
you've just given me
some inspiration.

My apologies, Vlad.
My suggestion is that

I leave you
our anoraked friend

to take back to Russia
in my place.

I'm sure he's still
loitering around,
waiting to finish the job.

Meanwhile, I'll make
my way back to London

and face what
needs to be faced.



What can you see?

Hairy pigs.

Wild boars.

Is that what you shot me with?

Shhh. Shhh.

There's something better
over here, come.

I might take a couple
of these if that's OK.

Er, yeah, go ahead.

Er, thanks for coming.

It's fine, you helped me
in a time of need,

it felt only right,
to return the favour.

You said you needed help?

Yeah...

What does, erm,
help look like to you?

Oh, I don't know.

Everything I have
set out to do, I...

Do you know
I used to be married?

I used to play bridge.

I used to sing karaoke...

I just watched a woman
bleed to death,
and killed a man.

Er, I can't er...Oh, don't, don't worry,

he was awful.
Like, really awful.

But see, I, erm...

I wanted to...

I wanted to kill him,
so I did.

I wanted Villanelle gone
and now she's gone.

And unbelievably, I survived.

Well done?
For what?

Hmm?

For what?

What does it matter if...

if the cells keep dividing?
And it's endless?

Eve, all we can do in life,

is try to find some joy
in the little things.

A glass of wine,

the, erm, Archers on
while you do the washing up,

doing a crossword puzzle

with the most perfect
mechanical pencil.

The point...

the reason why we're here,
I think, is to know ourselves.

But the most important thing
you can do right now...

is go to the people
that love you,

who understand you
and know your soul.



I really like these
in my Cheerios.

You're gonna need
a whole lot more.

That woman cradling you
in Margate, who was she?

Nobody.

Nobody.

You know,
people can rot you too.

You got to cut the rot out
before it kills you.



Pam!

Hi. What's up?

Wanna hang out?
I can't.

Er, I've been promoted
from Waltzers to hog roast!

Wow!
Are you serving, mate?

Come round, come round,
come round.

What can I get you, sir?

Double hoagie, please.
OK.

Er, whoa, no, no, no...

What...Not like that, let me...

How'd you do that?

It's all about making
dead things look nice.

Worms?

Worms?
They are nutritious.

I'm OK.

Do you get lonely here?

I've got my animals.

Animals are good company.
Humans are... dreadful.

That's fair.

Drink?

It's Moonshine.

Why didn't you kill Helene
yourself?

I wanted to see
what you would do.

No. Why did you want her dead?

When I was young,

my entire village in France
was wiped out

by a poisoned water source.

My parents died. So, I left.

I went to Paris.

And I longed
for the country again.

Animals, trees.

Freedom.

Helene offered me that.
And gave me this island.

What, you got this island?

Oh, yes.

But I realised not long ago
that Helene was just using me.

Hmm...

Such a bitch,

she was just
holding us back.

Big bitch.

What poisoned the water
in your village?

About three gallons
of sodium cyanide.



Wow.

Nice.



Sorry about your hand.

What do you want, Eve?

What is this?

Where did you get that?

It's Helene's.

Long story.

I swear to God, you women
will be the death of me.

Come in.
Thanks.

It's a picture of a bird.

From whom?

It's a postcard,
a method of communication.

The Twelve has gone digital!

So, they don't know
she's dead yet.

Helene is dead?

Very.

So, erm, what does it mean?

Is it, er, a location,
a person, er--

No, no, this is not job.
This look like a meeting.

You should find Villanelle.

She can help you out with this.

Before she was shot in the back
with an arrow,

she came to me

and I sent her
to another assassin
in Scotland.

She doesn't want to see me.

Whatever you're going
to do, Eve, don't do it alone.

Same to you.



Hm.

Oh. Thank you.
It's OK. I...

There you go.
Thanks.

Oh. Thank you.

I'll take the double hoggy,
extra pickles. And a Coke.

Hi.

You got a new job?

No, just, helping out.

Oh, what a shame.
You suit the little hat.

Mustard?
Please.

And to talk.
Somewhere private.

Circumstances have changed,
but don't worry, it's all good.

I can't.

Keep it up, Pamster!

Then come to the hotel later.

Sorry. When I finish up
here, OK?

Mmm...

It's excellent by the way.

The meat is so tender!

Oh, thanks, man.





Inverness...



Pizza? Good.

Is that my bag?

I packed for you.
What for?

We are leaving.

I...

We can't just leave.

I've made plans
to keep you safe.

I'll protect you.

Why would you do this for me?

Because The Twelve
will make you
do terrible things.

You are so much better
than the life
that's planned for you.

And if The Twelve find us,
they'll kill us.

Ah, if we are lucky.
They'll make us suffer first.

Hmm. A good plan, hm?

They won't find us,
I promise.

Come, let's eat.

Are you scared to leave?

I'm celebrating our adventure.

Everyone I ever worked for
has been one step away
from killing me.

Fear is in my blood.

When I'm not scared,

then I'm scared.

I don't want
to live like that.

I don't want you to either.

I'll always be grateful to you
for helping me start a new life.

Jesus!

Helene?

Yeah.

She's dead, Pam.
You didn't have to do this.

What... what...

What did...
What did you do?

Why didn't you tell me?
Why didn't you tell me?

Oh, God. Please.

I can stop the bleeding.
I can, I can stop the bleeding,

I can... stop the bleeding.

Stop.

Stop.

No...

I have a letter in my bag.

Bring it to Carolyn Martens
for me.

And tell her...

I always loved her.

I'm so proud of you.

Thank you.



I'm sorry.





Is that my boat?
Needed firewood.

Er, where are my things?

In my cabin.

You sleep with me now.

This is your new home,
Villanelle.

Ah.

..moving away northwards.

The area forecasts
for the next 24 hours.

Viking, North Utsire,
southwesterly veering
northwesterly 546.

Rain at frst, later good.

Forties, Cromarty, Forth,
Tyne, Dogger.

West veering north
or northwest 546.

Occasional rain, showers...

So, what happens to you,
now that Helene's dead?

I'm working for The Twelve,
not Helene.

Hmm.

I'm leaving.

Why?

I'm done with them.

I'm going to kill
as many of them as I can.

They've got you in a cage.
You just can't see it.

I value my freedom here
above all else

and The Twelve grant me that.

It comes at a price.

It's a small price.
OK.

I'm going to need my stuff.

If you threaten
my way of life, Villanelle,

I will rip you apart. Slowly.

Your choice.

If you can catch me.

Ha ha!

Oh, no...

Villanelle...

Villanelle!

Oh...



Oh!