04x05 - Don't Get Attached

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- Who's at the top?

Let's see who can find him first.

I got Villanelle out.

I want more money.

Helene doesn't know
what Lars looks like.

Look. Is that him?

That's him, right? Older now, but...

- YUSUF: Yeah, that's gotta be him.
- Arggh!

Who are your Twelve contacts?

I don't have a name, only a place.

A place?

I thought you were dead.

Don't underestimate me.

(GUFFAWS)

- So how did you know that man?
- CAROLYN: He was an old flame.

('TU DOCH NICHT SO' BY CARAMBOLAGE)

(PEOPLE CHATTER)

(PERSON STRUMS GUITAR)

(MAN CHATTERS IN GERMAN)

('TU DOCH NICHT SO' CONTINUES)

- _
- (MUSIC STOPS)

MAN: The Socialist Squad.

Anarchists With Attitude.

The Disrupters.

Uh, who hasn't suggested one?

Karolina, bitte?

Chaos Club?

(LONE PERSON CLAPS)

(ENGLISH ACCENT) What a burning
furnace of creative thought.

I should arrive late more often.

If you're so clever, what do
you think we should be called?

Well, Beethoven named his
greatest Symphony No. .

So?

So... how many of us are there?

(CHALK SCRAPES)

God, you're sexy when I'm right.

(DISCORDANT KRAUTROCK MUSIC PLAYS)

I think Karolina fancies me.

That's okay. I fancy her boyfriend.

- The mute in the suit?
- Mmm.

I don't think I've ever heard him speak.

Perhaps I prefer my men mysterious.

There's nothing more
thrilling than a secret.

- Well... I have a secret for you.
- Mmm?

He might just be really,
really... boring.

MAN: Johan, hey, look over here.

Can you cut it out, Oliver?!

This is an anarchist meeting,
not a kid's birthday party.

(CAMERA CLATTERS)

That was... harsh.

(MUTTERS IN GERMAN)

(DISCORDANT ROCK MUSIC BUILDS)

(ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES)

Oh, so, Karl...

your place or your place? (LAUGHS)

(KARL CHUCKLES)

Uh, my place is a bit of a no-go.

Oh, well, my place is a
bit of a no-go too, so...

(PSYCHEDELIC FOLK ROCK
MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY)

(BOTH LAUGH)

Don't get attached now.

Don't worry.

I won't.

(SCOFFS AND LAUGHS)

Shoes.

Oh.

- Hi.
- Hi.

'Bye.

(PSYCHEDELIC FOLK ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MAN WITH ENGLISH ACCENT)
Do you know how many service rules

you've just broken?

I learned from the best.

Well, just promise me you won't
get k*lled by some Soviet toerag

- on your first posting.
- Oh!

I'll never live it down at the club.

Which club is that?

The one you go to with your
foreign office friends?

(WHISPERS) Or the one
you go to afterwards?

(CHUCKLES)

(LAUGHS)

Goodnight, Daddy.

Goodnight, Carolyn.

(TRIPPY ELECTRO-POP MUSIC)

_

(SPEAKS GERMAN)

(INDICATOR CLICKS)

(INHALES AND EXHALES DEEPLY)

(ROMANTIC CUBAN BOLERO MUSIC PLAYS)

This is too much breakfast, Benita.

Don't you have a home to go to?

(BENITA SOBS)

(BENITA GROANS)

Your husband is an assh*le.

Huh! (CHUCKLES)

Do you want to know something funny?

Please.

He's a firefighter.

(CHUCKLES)

He's supposed to be stopping burns,

not making them.

(LAUGHS)

Oh... (GROANS)

When we first met,

he was charming, you know?

Mmm.

Now every time I cook him something,

I pray he choke on it.

I can help you...
if that's what you want.

I...

I know what you did

to the man with the... toe in the nose.

I found a finger under the bed.

If that's what he deserved,

what does Camilo deserve?

(QUIRKY, UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(TENNIS BALLS THWACK)

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- _
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO)

You threw me in the water and
now I have an ear infection.

Pull that stunt again

and I'll chop you into small,
tiny pieces and eat you.

So what's next on my training program?

Close your eyes.

Close them.

You don't trust me.

- Mm, you said you'd eat me.
- Hah!

Look in the bags.

We're going to spend a nice afternoon
together playing dress-up.

What's wrong with my clothes?

Oh, nothing wrong with your clothes.

It's great if you want people
to avoid you at a party.

But what if you want them to like you?

What if you want to charm them

or if you want them to
fall in love with you?

('CAREFUL' BY UNLOVED)

SONG: ♪ It wasn't
something that you said ♪

♪ Come on, come on ♪

♪ The way you said it so, oh ♪

♪ Come on, come on... ♪

Oh, you look amazing!

♪ The way you play it so cool... ♪

- Oh.
- (KNOCK AT DOOR)

♪ It was something
that you didn't do... ♪

Eve?

- Hey.
- So you are alive.

Yeah. What are you doing here?

- Do you have someone in there?
- What? No.

You totally do, don't you?

Wait. Just... Wait.

(DOOR SLAMS)

(CLATTERING AND THUDDING)

I'm just, um... catching up on sleep.

Is that what they call it these days?

Um, can we do this later?

- (FOLDER THUDS)
- What is that?

That is everything I could
find on Oliver Schubert.

Oh, and that's, like, uh, a
dummy's guide to the Cold w*r.

Great. I've been meaning to catch up.

Huh, so he's no longer a photographer.

He's a classics professor.

And you are a student with an
interest in radical s politics

and you have a meeting
with him in, uh, two hours.

Have you been colouring? Is that
what you didn't want me to see?

- It's a mindfulness exercise.
- Mindfulness? What is this?

I'm drawing my dreams.

Anyway, if I'm going to make
this meeting, I have to prepare.

Yeah, and I'm not stopping you.

Yusuf, can we have some
boundaries, please?

Yeah, okay.

- Sorry.
- Mm-hm.

- I'm just gonna piss.
- Oh, no! Wait!

Wait!

(CHLOE COUNTS IN FRENCH)

Ooh! You found me.

(VILLANELLE SHOUTS IN SPANISH) _

(FIRE ALARM RINGS)

- _
- (SIREN WAILS)

SONG: ♪ I make light of the darkness ♪

♪ When the heat is on... ♪

(COUGHS)

♪ Take a walk late at night ♪

_

♪ Silently till dawn ♪

♪ I won't run for buses ♪

♪ It's okay to miss a few ♪

_

♪ I wake up when the sun goes down ♪

_

(GRUNTS)

- Hello, Camilo.
- (CAMILO SHOUTS)

- ♪ Screw, screw you... ♪
- It's impressive, right?

_

Ugh!

_

Do you see this? Do you know who I am?

"Do you know who I am?"

Let me tell you something.

Women don't stay silent forever.

(PANTS AND GRUNTS)

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(STAMMERS) Benita...

(GROANS)

- ♪ Screw... ♪
- No, no! No, no!

- ♪ Screw you... ♪
- (GAGS)

♪ Just one turn of the screw ♪

♪ Screw you... ♪

No!

(GROANS AND GURGLES)

Ha-ha!

Ha!

♪ Just the one, just the one... ♪

MAN: You okay, chica?

♪ Just one turn ♪

♪ Of the... ♪

(PEOPLE EXCLAIM)

♪ Just one turn of the screw. ♪

(CHLOE GIGGLES)

Okay, so you take her at a.m.

Let's say Helene discovers
her missing a.m.

So she could be arriving
in London any minute now.

Let her squirm.

(CHLOE CHATTERS CHEERFULLY)

What really happened in Paris?

I went to Helene's.

She got Villanelle out of prison.

So you thought child abduction?

Well, you have to hit her
where it hurts. And this?

- This'll hurt.
- What do we do now?

Do we t*rture the hostage?

t*rture?

We're gonna go on an adventure! Yeah?

- Yes, yes!
- Yeah! Oh, get your bag.

And let's say 'bye to Yusuf!

- Goodbye!
- 'Bye!

'Bye!

(MOUTHS WORDS)

(SOFT, PENSIVE MUSIC)

YOUNG CAROLYN: This is me.

Why have you never
brought me here before?

Because we've never been
in such desperate need

of my father's whisky collection before.

And because you hate the bourgeoisie.

Do you remember?
So I'll entirely understand

if you don't want to come in.

(CAROLYN LAUGHS)

('HERO' BY NEU! PLAYS)

(PEOPLE CHATTER)

Let me know if you find
any friends behind there.

Oh, um, no, thank you.

It'll be me up there before long.

Oh?

I'm writing a novel.

- Oh!
- Yeah.

Like, um, Kafka, but... better.

Hmm.

That sounds quite... unbelievable.

How many pages have you written?

Um...

Lots.

Lots?

Yeah.

Well... (CLEARS THROAT)

if you can drink as many drinks
as you've written pages,

you might have a better time.

That ring your girlfriend's wearing...

she fiddles with it when she fibs.

Yeah, she does it whenever
she says something nice to me.

Oh! (LAUGHS)

- JOHAN: Hey.
- Oh.

You know this bottle
costs more than my car?

Oh!

Well, in that case,

it's time to raid the garage
for the good stuff.

Shut up.

(PEOPLE CHATTER AND LAUGH NEARBY)

- _
- (SOMBRE MUSIC)

(PEOPLE CHATTER)

Who wants to trash the place?

(ALL CHEER)

(SHOUTING AND LAUGHTER)

(SOMBRE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(ROMANTIC JAZZY MUSIC PLAYS)

Is it done?

- Oh...
- Come here.

It looks better on you.

You want to go shopping?

These are some of my friends.

They all have their own Camilos.

Would you help them?

Okay.

But then I have my own Camilo.

Hmm.

Hello, Karolina.

(SPEAKS GERMAN) _

- _
- Janice?

_

_

Janice was just a front,

as was almost everything else
you thought you knew about me.

_

Fancy a sausage?

CAROLYN: Five children?

You must have sacrificed a lot.

Oh, not really.

I distinctly remember you saying
you wanted to be bigger than Kafka.

I would've said anything back
then to compete with you.

Thank God I didn't know your real name.

Carolyn, Karolina... (CHUCKLES)

I would've been desperate
to ditch the extra 'A'.

A 'sultan' and a 'sultana'
are two very different things.

Johan is alive.

But he drowned.

The police found his body in the lake.

Someone messed up.

You haven't seen him?

Not since that night
at your father's house.

Nice ring.

_

- Oh...
- Carolyn.

I'm glad we've seen each other again.

I've had this image
of what you'd be like,

the kind of life you'd be living.

But it's good to know the reality.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)

(BRIGHT CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYS)

She-Hulk!

Uh, in a good way.

Uh, like not green

and with a nice face.

(GIRLS LAUGH)

Sorry.

Where do the girls get the outfits from?

Uh, there's a clothes bucket out back.

Can you, um... access the bucket?

I'm kind of access-all-areas, me.

I'm responsible with keys, so...

Yeah.

Will you help me?

Of course I will.

Cool.

I thought you might like a slushy.

You seem like a slushy girl to me.

I found these on a wall, so
I thought I might as well...

Wow!

- You look fierce.
- I am fierce.

(LAUGHS)

For your, um... services.

Uh...

Thanks.

I'm Pam.

Hi, Pam.

People assume Cupid is a benign figure,

the kind that appears in cartoon
form on Valentine's cards.

What they do not see...

- I can't see it.
- ... is the malevolent Cupid

whose divine arrow brings havoc
as much as it brings desire.

Here.

- Want to play with my phone?
- Really?

- The tale of Cupid and Psyche...
- Yes, of course.

... is thought of as one of the
world's great love stories.

But what did Psyche have to do?

She had to endure beatings,

cross rivers, climb cliffs

and, finally, journey to the underworld.

How far will Psyche go?

And who will she have to become
to appease her cosmic masters?

Johan Sveinsson.

I know you're not supposed
to speak ill of the dead,

but, my God, he was a prick.

Oh. (CHUCKLES)

A country bumpkin from Iceland

who fancied himself as a revolutionary.

You won't find much on him, though.

He d*ed about three weeks
after this photo was taken.

Took a boat out alone
with a crate of beer

and accidentally drowned himself.

Accidentally? Is that a definite?

What did you say your
thesis was on again?

Failed sociopolitical uprisings

in the Soviet-occupied
territories, - ,

a unique psychology of the
thwarted revolutionary.

Good title. Long.

Janice.

- Uh, who's that?
- Johan's girlfriend at the time.

She was British, I think.

Fun in a spiky sort of way.

Do you know her last name?

Can't remember, I'm afraid.

But I remember a party.

We were all there, all
the Kreuzberg squat g*ng.

(CHUCKLES)

I've... I've got an old super
reel in my office somewhere.

Though you'd have to find a projector...

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

_

_

Okay.

Friend of mine. Childcare issues.

Um, I would love to see the footage,

if it's not a problem.

Okay.

(DOOR OPENS NEARBY)

EVE: Ready? We're gonna race.

Okay, ready? Go. One, two,
three. Go, go, go, go, go, go!

- _
- _

Oh, we had so much fun!

Why don't you show the
picture we drew for Maman?

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(PAPER RUSTLES)

Oh, wow!

(CHUCKLES)

She's really got your likeness.

Mm-hm.

Don't worry. I didn't
get anything out of her.

She knows nothing about you.

_

CHLOE: Can I stay here?

_

Oh!

But I want to stay with Eve.

_

Can I stay with Eve?

_

Go to your mum.

Bravo, Eve.

(DARK MUSIC)

(SONG IN GERMAN)

(TOY SQUEAKS)

(MURMURS)

(TRAIN RATTLES)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(MUSIC FADES)

(TORCH CLICKS)

(MOODY MUSIC)

SONG: ♪ I once ♪

♪ Had a love... ♪

(PROJECTOR CLICKS AND WHIRRS)

♪ Or did love ♪

♪ Have me? ♪

(PHONE CHIMES)

_

♪ It set me free ♪

♪ It set me free ♪

♪ I once had ♪

♪ A lover... ♪

(CLUNKS)

♪ Or did lover ♪

♪ Have me? ♪

♪ It... ♪

Carolyn.

♪ Set me free ♪

♪ It set me free. ♪

Hello.

I brought sandwiches

- made from strange animal parts.
- CAROLYN: Ooh!

Mwah.

That is what British people like, no?

That, and discussing the traffic.

Hah! Huh!

Ah, yes, yes.

Oh, sorry I'm late.

- Traffic was a nightmare.
- Oh! (LAUGHS)

Are you sure you're German?

I am whatever you want me to be.

(SPEAKS RUSSIAN) _

- What language is that?
- _

_

Konstantin Vasiliev.

And don't try to k*ll me either!

It wouldn't end well for you.

Put it down.

- You're Russian.
- Yes.

- KGB?
- Yes.

You slept with me to get to my father.

- Yes.
- And then you blackmailed him.

- Yes.
- And now he's dead.

I want to offer you a deal.

(g*nsh*t)

I knew something was
going on between you two!

Did you really think
you could lie to me?!

Johan!

- (BOTH GRUNT)
- (g*nsh*t)

Stupid pig!

Johan, please!

(g*nshots)

- Oh... !
- (GRUNTS)

(GASPS)

(BUBBLING)

(GASPS)

Oh...

Oh! Arggh!

(BOTH GRUNT)

(BOTH SHOUT AND GRUNT)

(PANTS HEAVILY)

Did Karolina's father have a cabin?

KONSTANTIN: Carolyn? Where are you?

I would appreciate it if we
didn't exchange pleasantries.

I'd rather hoped never to
have to speak to you again,

so this is already testing
my patience greatly.

Yes, he did.

She took me there once.

Give me five minutes and
I send you the address.

Carolyn, are you still there?

Do you ever think...

what might have happened if
we hadn't done what we did?

- Are you thinking about...
- The oars, yes.

Do you think we might have
had nice, normal existences?

Kept our children?

Maybe you and I...

I don't know.

No, you're right.

People like us aren't made for
happy lives with happy endings.

We never were.

Just send me the address.

(PHONE BEEPS)

PAM: What do you think?

I think you like it.

VILLANELLE: I think it's been done.

(UNEASY MUSIC)

Aren't you scared I'm going to k*ll you?

Isn't that the point?

You know, when I first
learned you were after me,

I thought you were a bit...

what's the word... pathetic.

I thought, "There is someone
who spends her life

"peering at more exotic specimens,"

like a birdwatcher desperate to fly.

First Villanelle, then me.

You think too highly of yourself.

But now I get it.

You were down in your basement
building your own wings,

shitty pigeon wings,

but wings nonetheless.

Is that what you think?

I found Lars.

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

I'm going now.

Do you want to come?

(UNEASY MUSIC SLOWLY BUILDS)

SONG: ♪ Stop ♪

♪ What you're doing ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Stop ♪

♪ What you're doing ♪

♪ Before it's too late. ♪

Things have gone really
downhill for you.

They were always bad for me.

You just never really saw.

Well, things were bad for me too.

Oh?

You want to hug it out?

Why are you here, Villanelle?

You're going to tell me where Helene is.

Is that it? No small talk?

No, "How are you, Konstantin?"

(SARCASTICALLY) How are you, Konstantin?

- So Helene?
- Mmm.

- You want to k*ll her?
- Yes.

Helene first and then the rest of them.

Hmm.

You know, I tried k*lling other
people's assholes, but...

charity begins at home.

(GUFFAWS)

Huh. (HALF-LAUGHS)

- You never believed in me.
- Oh!

That's not true.

I always believed in you.

No, you believed I was a good assassin.

You believed I was good for
The Twelve. (CHUCKLES)

You never believed I could
be anything more than that.

I regret how I was with you.

But I have a new one now

and I'm trying to do things
differently with her.

Good for her.

I would love Helene to disappear,

- but I can't tell you where to find her.
- You can't or won't?

Because I don't know.

And because you might think
you could get free of them,

but I don't!

One of them will get you one day.

You can't train people to k*ll and
expect them not to turn on you.

(SIGHS)

Villanelle.

(SNIFFS)

(PEN RASPS)

I trained this one up
as well, before you.

(PAPER RIPS)

She's crazy.

But she might be able to help you.

Plus, I think you'll like her.

(SCOFFS)

(BRIGHT FOLK JAZZ MUSIC)

(KONSTANTIN WEEPS)

(SIGHS)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(DARK INDUSTRIAL MUSIC)

(LOCK CLICKS)

The problem here, Johan,
or Lars, if you prefer,

is that you think you're
too clever by half.

I am sorry for having hit you
over the head with an oar.

Apologies not accepted.

Completely understandable.
May I come in?

- Hmm.
- I've got a better aim now.

Oh, good!

Well, if you sh**t me,
you won't get to hear

all the clever things I have to say.

Think about that.

(SIGHS)

What are we waiting for? Where is Lars?

You'll see.

Just keep watching that door.

(QUIRKY, UNEASY MUSIC)

(INHALES AND EXHALES SLOWLY)

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- Mark.
- (LOCKS CLICK)

Did you really think I
wouldn't get back at you?

- Oh!
- (DOOR HANDLE CLICKS)

Villanelle. Villanelle!

(MUSIC BUILDS)

Oh, God! Oh, God!

Open the door. Open it!

- Open the...
- Oh!

Open the door. Open the door.

Open the door!

Open the damn door!

(CHUCKLES)

Do it, Mark.

(LOCKS CLICK)

Oh, come on. Oh, my... Oh, God. (WEEPS)

No, no. Oh, God.

Okay. Come on. Oh, God.

SONG: ♪ Go ahead and bust me... ♪

Oh, it's okay.

♪ I don't care ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Go ahead and ask me ♪

♪ I'll tell you ♪

♪ I was there ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ I'm not gonna lie ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ I'm accountable ♪

♪ For every little thing... ♪

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- EVE: It's because of me,

Helene punishing me.

(SCREAMS)

MAN: If people don't interfere with me,

I don't interfere with them.

EVE: I know this is going to end badly.

You're not gonna sh**t
me in the back, are you?

Walk away now or k*ll her.

Your call.

CAROLYN: Someone is brutally
torturing your peers

and you're next. I am this close!

Are you going to apologise
for sh**ting me?

Who's coming after me?

Give me my name and I'll give you yours.

(BOTH SLURP)