How was your meeting with Hélène?
To Villanelle, the Keeper.
She's moving up in the world.
You can't beat us. You understand?
Are you working for them, Paul?
Are you, Carolyn?
What did you want with my child?
- She kissed me! - Geraldine kissed you?
Irina, be ready.
Your plan to get out? I'm in.
I'm done with it. I'm leaving.
What do you mean, you're leaving?
I don't want to do this anymore.
*Fell into the fire, falling*
*Flames of desire are calling*
*Fell into the fire...*
That guy was really staring at me.
This is Rhian.
What are you doing?
Working out how I'd kill you.
I thought killing wasn't really your thing at the moment.
You want to test that theory?
You're only as good as your last.
Go on, tell me.
How would you do it?
I don't know, yet.
But it would definitely involve the tiny chair.
Not on that one.
Do you know why I love you, Villanelle?
Because you're an agent of chaos.
And I love chaos.
It rips apart and starts again.
It's like a forest fire.
It burns. It clears.
It's monstrous, but it's beautiful.
You're a beautiful monster, Villanelle.
Monstrous people like you often feel like they have to fly solo.
Like they have to keep things bottled up inside them.
And that can affect their ability to be truly monstrous.
Do you have anything you would like to get off your chest, Villanelle?
Has something happened recently?
I did something bad to my mother.
Whatever it is, you can tell me.
I don't want us to keep secrets from each other.
I took a shit in her shoe when I was three.
A really big one.
Give me another job.
I'll take Dasha.
Okay. But success is essential.
Otherwise, what's the point of sending you and not Rhian?
Thank you for the inappropriate touching.
It was actually pretty nice.
You wouldn't be able to, by the way.
Wouldn't be able to what?
Kill me before I killed you.
You're a child.
You have no idea what you're dealing with.
God, you're sexy.
♪Look What You Make Me Do - Jack Leopards & The Dophin Club♪
*I don't like your little game*
*Don't like your tilted stage*
*I don't like you*
*I got smarter I got harder in the nick of time*
*Honey, I rose up from the dead I do it all the time*
*Look what you made me do*
*Look what you just made me do*
*What you made me do*
*No, I don't like you*
Three trips to Waitrose and an abortive attempt at hot yoga?
It's just standard white person stuff.
I've been tracking him for a week,
and there's nothing to suggest he's working for The Twelve.
Unless they've branched out into, er, groceries and hot Vinyasa.
Jokes are for people who do their jobs correctly, Mo.
So are omelettes.
Do you want me to make up evidence?
No. I want you to uncover the evidence that already exists,
which you haven't worked hard enough to expose.
I know you're upset about Kenny.
That we haven't found out what happened to him.
Your powers of deduction are incredible.
But are you sure Paul's a member of The Twelve?
A bottle of Chablis, a stir-fry kit and a bath bomb.
What does that say to you?
That he's planning a lovely evening in?
Or that he's trying to seem that he is.
Trust me, that vintage of Chablis is undrinkable.
Off you go.
Another young person inspired?
Don't complain. I've saved you his omelette.
Villanelle has been promoted.
Dasha told me as much.
That should be our focus for now.
Oh, dear. You don't deserve it after all.
Villanelle is rising up the ranks.
She is our best chance of getting to them.
Oh, Eve, what a blinkered approach.
Do you ever think of anything else?
Don't pretend that I'm the only one.
You have your own thing going on with Villanelle.
For all I know, you have a direct line.
Isn't it time you told me?
What was it you said to her in that prison?
I offered her work and she refused.
Good for her.
Eve, I won't have my investigation derailed
by your undiagnosed, and frankly,
a little trying messiah complex.
I'm the one with the Messiah complex?
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Carolyn, why did we start this? Any of it?
Information. Intelligence gathering.
To compile a comprehensive Filofax of despots, maniacs, and extremists,
in case we want to throw a Christmas bash.
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