The first 200 lines.
A little over-dramatic, don't you think?
I got the tickets yonks ago.
When you asked to meet I thought, "Why not kill two birds with one stone?"
What do you want, Villanelle?
I want to know what the canteen's like.
Here?
MI6.
It's heavily lasagne-based.
Sometimes they branch out into cannelloni.
What do you want?
I want to accept your job offer.
Are things not working out with Helene?
Helene?
Oh.
Helene loves me.
Yeah...
Actually a bit much, you know?
I got promoted.
Goodness.I know!
She's very happy with me. They all are.
But?
I'm looking for a new challenge.
You want to kill for us now?
No.
I'm confused.
What would you do for us?
I could do all sorts of things.
Spy stuff,
fake moustache, codes, information.
Who killed Mo Jafari?
I don't know.
Who killed my son?
What?
Rather a poor start to a job interview, don't you think?
You're turning me down?
I don't know what it is you're offering.
You were trained to do one thing and one thing only.
If you can't do that,
what use are you to me?
To anyone?
I can change.
If Villanelle has retired, what's left?
Oksana?
I can't see that working for MI6. Can you?
Mahler's 10th.
I've got to get down for the end of the first movement.
Good luck.
Is this really necessary?
You had a massive heart attack.
I know. I was there for it.
Listen...
I know you like to keep people here for observation, but you can discharge me.
Please take your hand off my arm.
Do you know what "haggis" is?
These Scots are barbarians.
I came to say goodbye.
It's dangerous to discharge yourself, you know.
It's more dangerous staying.
Have you been a naughty boy?
What have you heard?
Nothing.
Good.
Are you going to find her?
You know she did this to me.
She and Polastri woman.
Are you surprised?
You tried to kill Villanelle.
It was years ago.
I was trying to show them that
she was not ready.
She was ready.She was not ready.
You know your mistake?
You expected her to play by your rules.
I had to.
You give her none. I was old-school.
Old-fashioned. Brutal.
The West has turned you soft.
She has become loser, just like you.
Neither of you have backbone.
You have infected her with your disgusting lack of ambition.
No. Please don't go. Please.
Please.
I wish my son was here.
You need to forget him.
You need to forget Mother Russia.
You're going to die in this room.
If you didn't like how I treated her,
why didn't you do anything about it?
We are both to blame.
You are just as much a...
A...
Hi.
Hi.
How are you?
How are you?
Why here?
I did my first ever kill in this country here.
I strangled a high-ranking police officer.
He was a tango champion.
Imagine if I'd refused.
What do you think I would have become?
An interior designer, maybe.
If you had, it would've saved me a lot of heartache.
Niko's in hospital.
Dasha stabbed him through the neck and blamed it on you.
Are you listening to me?
Do you ever think about the past?
All the time.
That's all I think about.
It's nice to watch them.
They seem happy.
Carefree.
Well, dancing will do that.
I want to feel like that.
What happened?
Time for the next dance, ladies.
We encourage all to the dance floor,
rhythm or no rhythm.
Come on, then.
Dancing's not my thing.
Mine either, but it's good to try new things.
Are you leading or am I?I have no idea.
Hmm.
Do you want to be like that?
Not any more.
Why not?
We'd never make it that long.
We'd consume each other before we got old.
It sounds kind of nice.
I've killed so many people, Eve.
I know.
You should go.
Why?
Take this. I'll meet you later.
What is it?Freedom.
What's going on?
Our party's getting crashed. Go, Eve.
Go.
Oy, Helene wants to see you.
If you want to dance, you just have to ask.
Okay.
Where does she want to meet?
Talk me through your outfit.
I like to be comfortable.
Why?
What do you mean, "why"?
Comfortable is what you make people with a terminal illness.
I was trained to wear clothes that allow
a full range of movement.
So weird.
I was trained to look devastating.
Obviously.
Isn't it funny?
Two ruthless killers, when somebody says "jump",
we just... We just jump.
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump!
Autonomy's overrated.
Sheep are happier than wolves.
You spend your time off surveying sheep?
It was an expression.
You know, you have almost no sense of humour.
I take my job seriously.Mmm.
What if I tickled you? Would you laugh then?
Don't tickle me.
That's a yes.
Mind the gap.
I don't care that you've checked out.
In fact, it's better for me.
the bigger your crisis,
the quicker that I can take your place.
So keep having your wobble.
Keep hoping that the universe has got something else lined up for you.
But do me one thing, okay?
Come quietly, little sheep.
I promise, you'll be happier that way.
I'm sorry.
What?
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean it.
Please.
Help!
Help me, please!
"...for not trusting you. For not hearing you.
"For holding you up to the model of motherhood
"dictated by society.
"For pursuing an intimate relationship
"with your former lover, even if I didn't know
"I was being coerced by him.
"And for my active faults, judging you,
"lying to you, thinking the worst of you."
Which I suppose is the same as judging you.
"I bring this acknowledgement to you
"and ask for your forgiveness and acceptance.
"Your loving daughter, Geraldine."
What am I supposed to do, applaud or...
Your turn.
Dear Geraldine, I think it's time you left.
That's it? That's...
everything you wished you'd ever said to me?
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