VillanelleIf I'd known getting married would be this much fun, I'd have done it loads more by now. When I first met Maria, I thought, "Great shoes." But then I learned there's so much more to her than that. She also has a great house and a pool and a tailor, hairdresser - really is the all around excellent package.
Carolyn: Paul was once the rising star of MI6 until he defected to the other side.
Paul: I don't think the foreign office can be considered the other side, Carolyn.
Carolyn: Don't you?
Paul: I'm back now, with bells on.
Carolyn: So we can hear you coming.
Kenny: You should come to the office after work for beers. I'm there most evenings and weekends. I think you could do with people - or something. You don't seem very-
Eve: No, Kenny, I'm fine.
Kenny: I know. You just don't seem very happy
Eve: Who says I want to be happy?
Carolyn: That website has you working at the weekend?
Kenny: You had me working at the weekend.
Carolyn: That's because people get murdered at the weekend.
Kenny: And it's not a website! It's an online publication.
Carolyn: Oh, very good.
Carolyn: Can you ask them to change that music? It's terribly dreary.
Geraldine: Today isn't about pretending we're not sad, mom. It's about acknowledging the sadness together.
Carolyn: Couldn't we be sad and listen to good music?
Villanelle: Why can't I just do the work and he watch? So much easier.
Dasha: Management is not easy. It's watching someone do job worse than you. That's why it sucks. To be keeper, that takes patience and responsibility. You need both.
Villanelle: I don't have both. I have neither.
Villanelle: How do you know I'm back with The Twelve?
Konstantin: Because I never stopped working for them. You know I care about you.
Villanelle: I know you're full of shit.
Konstantin: Can't it be both?
Carolyn: Oh, get over it, Eve. I have all my best thoughts in the bath. If Mo can manage, you can.
Mo: I haven't looked up in ten minutes.
[doorbell rings]
Carolyn: Who's that?
Eve: Our Bitter Pill representative. I invited him before I knew this meeting was in a bathroom.
Eve: So we have the burner phone and the thumb drive. What else do we have to go on?
[silence]
Eve: Excellent. Good meeting.
Jamie: Meetings have biscuits.
Carolyn: You can have a biscuit when you tell me what the point of you is.
Jamie: Planning on analyzing those yourself then, are you?
Carolyn: I think the world's foremost intelligence agency might handle it.
Jamie: What, that public school what ho-ing old boy's network?
Carolyn: I don't think a beer fridge and a beanbag breakout area gives you any great insight into global politics.
Eve: Enough! Carolyn, you and Mo take th phone. We'll take the thumb thingy cause you know what we do from now on? We share.
Geraldine: Wow, that is literally the most parenting this household has ever seen.
Villanelle: No.
Dasha: No? What do you mean, no?
Villanelle: It's too soon. I have to prepare. I'm not ready. How about that?
Dasha: Not ready for London? All you need is anorak and face like cheese.
Eve: Kenny and I were looking into an international organization. Okay, before I go on, you have to understand that once I tell you about them, your lives are in danger.
Jamie & Bear: Then don't tell us.
Eve: They're called the Twelve.
Villanelle: I want to smell powerful. I want to make people gag with it. Can you do that for me? I want to smell like a Roman centurion who's coming across an old foe who in battle once hurt him greatly.
Geraldine: I think it's wonderful you're letting people in. We all need intimacy in our live, even people who keep secrets for a living.
Carolyn: Nonsense. There are monks in China who go years without seeing another human being. Emily Bronte hardly left the house.
Eve: I was unfaithful to my husband. I put him in so much danger he ended up in hospital with PTSD.
Jamie: I took my kid to the zoo when I was high on ketamine.
Eve: I stabbed someone.
Jamie: GBH charge when I was 18.
Eve: I left a man to die so I could save a psychopath.
Jamie: My best friend died on drugs that I gave him.
Eve: I...Jesus, really?
Jamie: Do not think that you are the only self loathing asshole in the room ever. Choices, Eve. It's all about choices.
Dasha: Did you do anything when you were [in London]?
Villanelle: A Jack the Ripper walking tour.
Dasha: Why are you lying to me?
Villanelle: I'm not. I gained valuable insight into Victorian gender politics.
Konstantin: What's got you in such a good mood?
Villanelle: It's Eve's birthday today.
Konstantin: But you shot her and ruined her marriage. Isn't that enough?
Villanelle: Mustache is gone?
Konstantin: I need you-
Villanelle: To do something for me.
Konstanin: Something personal. Off-
Villanelle: The record?
Konstantin: I really hate it when you do that!
Villanelle: I'll do it.
Konstantin: But please do it nicely. Something efficient.
Villanelle: You want it nice or you want it efficient?
Bor'ka: What do you think Elton would eat when he's in Berlin?
Villanelle: Currywurst with paprika.
Bor'ka: Istanbul?
Villanelle: Kebab. Go to Lezzet's. Ask for Ayaz.
Bor'ka: Vienna.
Villanelle: Great ice cream in Vienna.
Bor'ka: Athens?
Villanelle: Taramasalata.
Hlne: I've been watching you.
Villanelle: Uh, watching me in a kinky way?
Hlne: You're remarkable.
Villanelle: Are you trying to seduce me?
Hlne: Do you know why I wanted to meet you in person?
Villanelle: To watch me some more?
Konstantin: And your mother?
Villanelle: ...
Konstantin: No, Villanelle!
Villanelle: She deserved it.
Konstantin: Of course she deserved it. Everyone's mother deserves it. But you're not supposed to do it. You were supposed to grow up and realize she isn't actually evil.
Villanelle: I don't want to talk about it!
Carolyn: Are you working for them, Paul?
Paul: Excuse me?
Carolyn: Are you?
Paul: Are you, Carolyn?
Carolyn: Why on earth would you ask me that?
Paul: The same reason you asked me - because we don't trust each other.
Carolyn: Should I? Trust you?
Paul: Heavens no. None of us are to be trusted. That's why we work here.
Carolyn: Quite.
Irina: You know how annoying it is when you have to be around two people in love? Well, imagine one of those people is your mom. It's disgusting. He's disgusting.
Villanelle: If he's that bad, kill him.
Irina: You're a real role model, you know that?
Carolyn: I could pretend to enjoy wonky carrot stew and listen to gong bells and all the other inane things that interest you but I don't because I can't lie. I know other parents do. They tell their children they're wonderful at this and great at that but I just don't have that gene.
Hlne: Do you know why I love you, Villanelle? Because you're an agent of chaos and I love chaos. Chaos disrupts. It rips apart and starts again. It's like a forest fire. It burns. It kills. It's monstrous but it's beautiful. You're a beautiful monster, Villanelle.
Hlne: Do you have anything you would like to get off your chest, Villanelle? Has something happened recently?
Villanelle: I did something bad to my mother.
Hlne: Whatever it is, you can tell me. I don't want us to keep secrets from each other.
Villanelle: I took a shit in her shoe when I was three. A really big one.
Carolyn: Three trips to Waitrose and an abortive attempt at hot yoga.
Mo: It's just standard white person stuff. I've been tracking him for a week and there's nothing to suggest he's working for the Twelve - unless they've branched out into groceries and hot vinyasa.
Carolyn: Jokes are for people who do their jobs correctly, Mo. So are omelettes.
Mo: Do you want me to make up evidence?
Carolyn: No, I want you to uncover the evidence that already exists which you haven't worked hard enough to expose.
Mo: Are you sure that Paul's a member of the Twelve?
Carolyn: A bottle of chablis, a stir fry kit, and a bath bomb - what does that say to you?
Mo: That he's planning a lovely evening in?
Carolyn: Or that he's trying to seem that he is. Trust me, that vintage of chablis is undrinkable.
Carolyn: Eve, I won't have my investigation derailed by an undiagnosed and, frankly, a little trying, messiah complex.
Eve: Wow, I'm the one with the messiah complex? Carolyn, why did we start this? Any of it?
Carolyn: Information, intelligence gathering. To compile a comprehensive filofax of despots, maniacs, and extremists in case we want to throw a Christmas bash.
Psychiatrist: Your daughter is extremely bright.
Konstantin: Believe me, it's a nightmare getting told "go eat a dick" in Icelandic.
Psychiatrist: She's also manipulative, calculating, almost entirely lacking in empathy.
Konstantin: Like her mother.
Psychiatrist: When asked about the accident involving your ex-wife's partner, she said she wished she could go back in time so she could reverse back over his body.
Eve: Jimmy, what happened?
Jimmy: We got raided.
Eve: By who? Who raided us?
Jimmy: The police. Came with a warrant this morning. Something about official secrets, something about obtaining data illegally. I don't know. Colluding with foreign criminals on the dark web.
Eve: Do we do that?
Jimmy: We don't not do that.
Eve: We don't have time for this. Bear, do you have your laptop? Get it out. We've got work to do.
Jimmy: What are you going to do? Google "how to bring down a global crime syndicate"?
Eve: No, I'm going to google a bakery in north London.
Jimmy: Bear, don't get involved, mate.
Bear: Why not? It's not like I have a job anymore.
Jimmy: Well, I'm going to start drinking.
Irina: You should read some Stanislavksy.
Konstantin: I'm not acting.
Irina: Exactly. You've OVER-acting. You need to mobilize your self conscious. Tone all this down a little. It's too much.
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