Killing Eve

I believe there is

a female assassin operating internationally,

and she's targeted a number of influential people.

This one has asthma.

You know I like the breathy ones.

Bye-bye.

A woman in London is leading a department just to find you.

Excuse the smell.

What is this?

- What's her name? - Eve Polastri.

There was a young woman, a nurse,

who left the bathroom before I did.

I think I've met her.

Her hair is dark blonde, maybe honey.

It was tied back.

Uh, she was slim, about 25, 26.

She had very delicate features.

Her eyes are sort of catlike. Wide, but alert.

Her lips are full,

she has a long neck,

high cheek bones.

Skin is smooth and bright.

She had a lost look in her eye

that was both direct and also chilling.

She's totally focused...

yet almost entirely inaccessible.

Uh...

So, is that like a square face or an oval face?

Hot Medica provides

bespoke hospital services for recreational purposes only

and is not liable for damages for any of the following...

infection, blood loss, accidental mutilation, or death.

All procedures at the client's own risk.

Uh, I'm afraid Hortense was called out unexpectedly.

There is a cover nurse today.

Oh. It's just, um...

- Yes? - It's my birthday.

Hortense said she would be doing something special.

Happy birthday. I'll see what we can do.

Oh... Thank you.

Oh. Can I confirm that "Fruhstuck" is your safe word?

First time.

You'll be fine. They're really nice.

Oh, I hope not!

You're late.

- I'm sorry. I had to... - Take off your clothes.

I see you are a regular here at Hot Medica.

It says here that last time you received

a vigorous scrotal massage.

Yes, but... did Hortense tell you it was my birthday?

Oh. What? You think you are special?

You think you deserve special treatment?

No.

Okay.

Nobody gets special treatment.

Cold?

Mmm! Ah!

Fruhstuck! Fruhstuck!

Fruhstuck!

Safe word! You have to stop!

What are you doing?

Please!

Look at me.

Look at me.

Is she laying out of her ass?

I think it's, uh, general muck.

Is your job full-time?

- Yeah. Uh, can we still eat it? - I think so.

- And some late nights? - Um, yep.

I'm gonna Google if we can eat it.

Is it at Vauxhall Cross?

Uh, no. It's at a private location.

- It's off the books, so... - Is it safe?

It says it should be okay, but definitely sniff it first.

And the job?

Oh, yes. It's just gathering

and analyzing information about someone. It's not...

You know, I don't think we should eat it.

Risky?

- Yeah. - Is the job risky?

Oh. It's about as dangerous as eating that egg would be.

You just said the egg was too risky!

No, no. Wait, no.

I mean, the worst that could happen

is I would get the shits at my computer

because of a bad sandwich.

You seem happy.

I'm just glad I have a job.

All chickens lay eggs out of their arsehole.

I love how you say that.

- Arsehole. - Oh. Say it again.

Arsehole.

She had an induced asthma attack at a political fundraiser.

She was the primary donor.

Yeah, I read about it this morning.

Let me guess. You think it was a woman.

Well, she was found in the ladies.

So, yes, she's going on the wall, you ass.

Oh, hello.

Yeah. Childcare emergency.

Oh, that's fine.

Oh, thanks.

Never have a baby in your 60s.

Don't follow behind. She's farted. It's horrendous.

Oh, God.

You're beautiful, but stinky!

Oh, great. The e-fit has come through.

We have some news.

Uh, what's happened?

- There's been another kill. - Ah, yes. Carla de Mann.

I've already asked Kenny to put her case up on...

No?

His name is Zhang Wu.

He was a Chinese colonel visiting Berlin.

Heads up, cyber warfare.

In other words, he's a hacker for the Chinese military.

Murdered during a very specific

fetish thing, where he...

He liked having small surgical operations

performed on his body and having his balls clamped.

He was a regular there.

Thanks.

Suspect a Caucasian woman in her mid-20s,

claimed she was covering for the other surgeon girl.

- Fetish nurse. - Thank you.

- Witnesses? - One.

The receptionist signed her in as a temp.

Okay, great, well, let's get this e-fit image over to Berlin

and get her identified.

Why are you all being weird?

She gave a name at the desk.

Okay.

She said her name was Eve Polastri.

Jesus.

Do you smoke?

Uh, no.

Nor do I. Shame.

Now would be good.

Yeah.

Please don't take me off the team.

I can't take you off a team that doesn't exist.

Your actions are your own.

What do you want to do?

Bill, you're coming with me.

Take Elena.

Traveling makes my dandruff flare up.

Yes, take Elena!

I don't think Elena should go.

I need your German,

your experience, your Berlin contacts.

This is my first chance

to investigate this woman for real.

I need you.

Oh, you're too sweet.

If there was ever a reason to join this team,

it was to get back into the field.

It's one trip, Bill. Huh? One trip.

Oh, God, I'm going to die, aren't I?

Hmm? Daddy's going to die, isn't he?

Oh, come on.

It's not like she's gonna still be there.

I'm joking.

I haven't done anything like this before.

Me neither.

- Take your hair down. - Oh.

Okay. It's a bit... I didn't wash it.

My husband thinks

I'm with the tour group for another hour, so...

- I love your accent. - Thank you.

What are you doing in Berlin?

I'm, uh, just killing time until my friends turn up.

You are so sexy.

Oh, my.

- What are we doing? - I don't know!

- No, no. Keep your coat on. - Oh.

- Keep your bag on your shoulder. - Oh. Are we not...

- Your clothes are too nice. - Oh.

I'm going to call you Eve, okay?

Um, okay. Why?

It's just a little, uh, biblical fantasy thing.

Um, okay.

Do you want me to call you Adam?

No, no. That's... That's okay.

- You ready? - Oh, God! Okay.

Now I am going to hide and you are going to find me.

You leaving me?

Oh, Jesus.

What is wrong with you?

I thought you had a parent's evening tonight.

I did, but I lied and said they were all angels

so I could come home and do this.

- Mmm. - Mmm.

You need a hand?

Yes, please. I think it's mated with the wardrobe.

Oh.

You're so strong.

All that maths.

Ugh.

Are you?

- What? - Leaving me?