Villanelle Transcripts: Killing Eve S2E3

Villanelle: Excuse me, sir. I'm so sorry to bother you but are you Greg Richardson?

Man: Yes.

Villanelle: I read the article about you in "The Economist". Well, I've always wanted to work here.

Man: Congratulations. Enjoy the job.

Villanelle: No, I mean doing what you do. Are there any internships open?

Man: Do you have a degree?

Villanelle: No, but I'm I'm a fast learner.

Man: I can't help you.

Villanelle: I read in the article about dressing for success. It's my dad's 50th birthday, I want to get something special. I've been saving up. This is perfect. Where's it from?

Man: Hermes.

Villanelle: No, it's not. It's a fake.

Man: Stop! Help! Help! Help! Help!

Larry: Miss Thompson?

Villanelle: Sure. Do you get a lot of guests here?

Larry: Yes, thank you. We do. Room 207. One of your company's usual suites. And there's a letter for you.

Villanelle: Guess how many semen stains are on my bed. Seven, not including the one on the pillow.

Raymond: How did it go?

Villanelle: Fine. Boring and discreet, just like you asked. His tie got stuck in the elevator door.

Raymond: That doesn't sound boring or discreet, does it?

Villanelle: I moved the cameras and made it look like an accident. I feel like you want me to fail, Raymond.

Raymond: You don't need any help in the failure department from me. Now that you're sloppy seconds, it's only a matter of time anyway. Oh, didn't you know? There's a new girl in town. Uh-oh.

Villanelle: Are you trying to make me jealous? I'm glad you hired another woman. She can take up the slack, do the easy stuff, take the fat old ones who can't run very fast.

Raymond: She doesn't work for us. Yet. But the higher-ups are very impressed with her work. So you'd better hope M. I. 6 find her before we do. Otherwise you might be out of a job.

Villanelle: M. I. 6 are looking for her?

Raymond: Yes, your friend Eve Polastri.

Villanelle: And I wonder why you asked me to be boring and discreet, Raymond.

Raymond: You don't mind her getting the credit for your work, do you?

Villanelle: Eve will know it was me.

Raymond: Will she? Looks like she's not thinking about you at all. Don't spend it all at once.

Villanelle: Hello? Is this St. Theobald School? I need to make another complaint about one of your teachers.

Larry: These deliveries came for you.

Villanelle: Ohhh!

Larry: There's a girl downstairs waiting to be paid.

Villanelle: Is there a card attached to my room?

Larry: Yes, but...

Villanelle: Put it on that. My boss Raymond said he'd pay for anything I wanted.

Larry: Are you quite sure? It's rather a lot.

Villanelle: Yes! Add it to the bill.

Gemma: Hi.

Villanelle: Oh. Hey, can I bum one?

Gemma: Oh, yeah, sure.

Villanelle: Thanks. I'm Kim.

Gemma: Gemma.

Villanelle: Is that your boyfriend, the Maths teacher? He seems nice.

Gemma: Niko? No. He's not my boyfriend.

Villanelle: Oh, sorry! I thought you two were together. You seemed...

Gemma: No. He's married. Sadly. Yeah. It sucks.

Villanelle: I know exactly how you feel.

Gemma: I don't know why they're even still married. His wife barely even notices him.

Villanelle: Do you think he likes you too?

Gemma: I don't know. Sometimes, maybe.

Villanelle: Maybe he just needs a little push. Squirt your perfume in his room so it always smells like you. Flatter him, make him doubt his wife.

Gemma: It sounds a bit manipulative.

Villanelle: It is. That's why it works. You can do nothing and die alone. Do you have cats?

Gemma: I have a cat, yes.

Villanelle: Yeah. Maybe you should just get another one.

(Gemma hands Villanelle a cigarette.)

Villanelle: Oh, no. Thank you.

Villanelle: Oh, hi, Raymond. No, I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't spent any money. I love you too, Raymond.

Villanelle: Hello, Larry!

Larry: Hello, Miss Thompson. Hope you're having a pleasant day. Do be aware that the hotel now has a new guest.

Villanelle: Thank you for informing me.

Villanelle: This is a terrible hug.

Konstantin: Then maybe you shouldn't have shot me.

Villanelle: You're not still mad about that? I aimed to make sure I didn't kill you.

Konstantin: No, you didn't. You aimed at my heart.

Villanelle: Yeah, I did. Nice and clean, just like you taught me. I'm sorry.

Konstantin: How is it without me?

Villanelle: I love it.

Konstantin: How?

Villanelle: Yeah, Raymond is the best. He is so much fun. Really hilarious and, well, kind of sexy too.

Konstantin: They gave you Raymond?

Villanelle: Yeah.

Konstantin: You know how Raymond gets paid?

Villanelle: Ugly jackets?

Konstantin: They don't pay him any money. They let him be the person who terminates the contracts. Like racehorses. When they can't race anymore, they get shot. And Raymond is the guy with the gun.

Villanelle: Yeah, right!

Konstantin: I have a car outside. Are you coming?

Villanelle: No, thanks.

Konstantin: Okay. You've got five minutes to get out before M.I.6 and their gun arrive. I told them you were here.

Villanelle: Bullshit.

Villanelle: There's not enough money in freelance.

Konstantin: Come on! With my contacts, you'll be your own boss.

Villanelle: You would be my pimp.

Konstantin: Not your pimp. Your partner. 50-50? Or you could get strangled by Raymond. Or shot by armed police. Imagine dying on that carpet.

Villanelle: How much money?

Konstantin: A lot.

Villanelle: (Singing Along) I know there's something in the wake of your smile I get a notion from the look in your eyes.

(Konstantin turns off the music.)

Villanelle: Leave it!

Konstantin: What?

Villanelle: I like it.

(Konstantin turns on the music.)

(Villanelle writes "Help!".)

Konstantin: Hey! You honestly want to attract attention like that?

Villanelle: Yeah.

Konstantin: No, don't. We need to be careful.

Villanelle: You sound like Raymond... Who I loved and I miss very much.

Konstantin: Right!

Villanelle: Did she talk about me?

Konstantin: Who? She's more interested in this new woman.

Villanelle: No, she isn't.

Konstantin: They call her The Ghost.

Villanelle: Ooh!

Konstantin: Cool nickname, right?

Villanelle: No!

Konstantin: Eve talks a lot about her. Don't be jealous.

Villanelle: Of what? Some big fat nobody?

Villanelle: Turn this shit off.

Konstantin: No, I like it.