You should never tell a psychopath they are a psychopath. It upsets them.
Woman: Oi! Oi! This is not a homeless shelter. Your laundry load is finished.
Villanelle: No, no, no, no, no... No! My medication has been stolen!
"Beware Thieves Operate In This Area"
Villanelle: Hey!
Villanelle: Excuse me. So sorry to bother you--
Woman: No, sorry, I don't have any change.
Villanelle: Excuse me.
Julian: Sorry, do you need to get past?
Villanelle: No, I need your help.
Julian: Oh, right. I don't think I can--
Villanelle: That man... out there, he's my stepfather. He did this to me.
Julian: Oh. Oh, dear.
Villanelle: I need someone to help me get out of here without him seeing. If I could just walk behind you...
Julian: Gosh, I, er... It's not my... It's not my...
Villanelle: Please. Please!
Julian: Er... Go on. Alright. Just stay behind me.
Villanelle: Don't look at him. He's completely lost his mind.
Julian: Oh, my God. Oh, my God. I don't think he saw us.
Villanelle: Thank you. I don't know what I would have done.
Julian: Well, here you go.
Villanelle: A handkerchief, wow! You're such a gentleman.
Julian: Oh, I don't know about that. Do you have someone you need to call? Is there anything I can do to help?
Villanelle: I've nowhere to go.
Julian: No friends?
Villanelle: I don't really have any.
Julian: There must be something I can do to help. I can't just leave you here.
Villanelle: I'll be alright.
Julian: Look, er... I have a spare room... if you need somewhere for a night or two.
Villanelle: No, I couldn't. Thank you. It wouldn't be right.
Julian: I would... If you're worried, I would never... What I mean is, you'd be completely safe, of course.
Villanelle: But wouldn't I be an inconvenience to you?
Julian: No, not at all. "Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers for thereby some have entertained angels unawares."
Villanelle: But that would make me an angel.
Julian: Yeah, I suppose it would.
Villanelle: Oh, Julian, wow!
Julian: My mother collected them. I should throw them away.
Villanelle: No. They're lovely.
Julian: Sit up straight, Annabelle. We have a guest.
Villanelle: Could I possibly sit down?
Julian: Of course. You must be tired. Yes. Oh, yeah. Can I get you anything?
Villanelle: Do you have any cake?
Julian: Oh, er...no. But I could get you some.
Villanelle: Honestly, you've done enough. Lemon drizzle.
Julian: I'll be back in ten minutes.
Villanelle: I think I might need some antibiotics.
Julian: What you need is rest. You'll be right as rain tomorrow.
Villanelle: But...I get tonsillitis. It could get infected.
Julian: Open your mouth. Say ahh.
Villanelle: Ahh.
Julian: No white spots.
Villanelle: But...
Julian: Little worry wort. You'll feel better in the morning, I promise. Now get some rest. Like a hottie bottie?
Villanelle: A what?
Julian: A hot water bottle.
Villanelle: I don't think so.
Julian: Okay.
(Woman screams.)
(Villanelle screams.)
Julian: Stop! Stop! That's my mother.
Villanelle: What? I... I thought...
Julian: Come on. Come on, Mommy, it's alright. It's alright.
Villanelle: What's wrong with her?
Julian: Dementia.
Villanelle: Thank God. I thought... I thought she was a ghost. I hate ghosts.
Julian: I should have warned you. I'm sorry.
Villanelle: Why do you lock her in?
Julian: She kept leaving the house in the night and getting lost. So it's safer for her this way. Okay. Good night.
Villanelle: Good night.
Villanelle: Julian.
Julian: How are you feeling?
Villanelle: I need you to call the doctor. Tell him I need Tigecycline or...or Cefepime.
Julian: What are those?
Villanelle: And I... I need some things from the pharmacy. I wrote you a list last night.
Julian: "Antiseptic... Aspirin... Ibuprofen..." Someone's a hypochondriac.
Villanelle: You know, I should leave. You've already been so kind.
Julian: No, please don't. Of course I'll go to the pharmacy. I have to pick up some things for Mom anyway. "Sanitary...pads." Ooh. That'll cause a bit of a stir at the pharmacy. I'll have to tell them they're for my... girlfriend.
Julian: How are my two girls? I hate this show. Horrible.
Villanelle: Julian, I need you to go to the pharmacy. Can we maybe open a window? It's so hot!
Julian: I don't think that's a very good idea with your fever. Look at your hair. It's all messy. Silly. There. There. Nice and neat.
Woman: Hello, dear.
Villanelle: Oh, God. What the...
Woman: How lovely to see you again.
Villanelle: Are you faking it?
Woman: How's Deb?
Villanelle: Deb got fat.
Woman: Oh, dear, what a shame.
Villanelle: Shame.
Woman: You will be careful of Julian, won't you?
Villanelle: What?
Woman: He's a good boy, really.
Villanelle: What do you mean? Hey! Hey! Come back.
Julian: What are you looking for?
Villanelle: A kitchen knife.
Julian: What for?
Villanelle: To stab you with.
Julian: Nothing sharp in the house, I'm afraid. Mom might cut herself.
Villanelle: Are you going to the doctor's?
Julian: Will you just stop badgering me for five minutes! Erm...I'll bring you back some flu tablets.
Man: Hello, Dozen Incorporated.
Villanelle: It's Cher Horowitz. I've failed my driving test.
Man: I'm sorry, Ms. Horowitz, we haven't got anyone here who can help you. Thank you for your call.
Woman: Operator.
Villanelle: Connect me to M.I.6, please.
Woman: Is this a prank call?
Villanelle: No, I need to speak to M.I.6.
Woman: I'm sorry, we can't disclose that number.
Villanelle: Okay, well... Tell them I'm going to blow up the Houses of Parliament.
Woman: You know, I get calls like this every day. Very distressing.
Villanelle: Hello?
Automated Voice: Please clearly state the name of the person you wish to be connected to after the tone.
Villanelle: Eve Polastri.
Automated Voice: I'm sorry. I didn't catch that.
Villanelle: Eve Polastri.
Automated Voice: I'm sorry. I didn't catch that.
Villanelle: Eve Polastri, you piece of shit!
Julian: I forgot my...
Automated Voice: Please hang up and try again. Please hang up and try again. Please hang up...
Julian: Who were you calling?
Villanelle: No one.
Julian: Don't lie to me. You ungrateful... You think anyone else would pick up a girl like you, give her a roof over her head? You thought I'd be an easy target, didn't you? Thought you'd take advantage of the Good Samaritan. I see what you're doing. Don't think I haven't noticed. Playing the innocent, batting your eyelashes, getting me to wait on you hand and foot, feed you, look after you, give you everything you want. And what do I get? What do I get? Nothing! Nothing! Why don't I get anything?
Villanelle: It was a surprise! I... I didn't want to tell you.
Julian: What are you talking about?
Villanelle: I...was on the phone to a bakery. I was ordering you a cake.
Julian: What cake?
Villanelle: To thank you... for being my knight in shining armor.
Julian: Oh... Oh, Elizabeth... I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. What an idiot I am. What must you think of me?
Villanelle: I think you're going to bleed to death.
Julian: What?
Villanelle: This is what you get, Julian.
Raymond: Hello, Villanelle.
Villanelle: Who are you?
Raymond: Raymond, your new handler.
Villanelle: I thought I'd been fired.
Raymond: Circumstances have changed.
Villanelle: No, thanks.
Raymond: You called us. From an unprotected line. That wasn't very clever, was it?
Villanelle: You know what? I've had a really shitty couple of days. And I really, really need to go to a doctor. What I don't need is a boring stranger in a Volvo, giving me a lesson on how to use the phone!
Raymond: Alright. Off you go.
Villanelle: What?
Raymond: If you don't want to work with me, off you go.
Villanelle: Fine. Whatever.
Raymond: Only joking. Who do you think you work for, Oksana? Do you think you can just do whatever you want? You're on a very tight leash from now on. Alright? A choke lead. Antibiotics are in the glove compartment. There's some water in there so you can swallow them down.