Villanelle: You want me to kill Eve? [Aaron nods, trancelike] Do you think I would kill you, Eve?
Eve: Yes.
Villanelle: [to Aaron] Do you want to watch?

Eve: Why did I come here?
Villanelle: Because you wanted to save me. And you did.

I won't need money. Aaron wants to buy everything for me. Maybe we're soulmates.


Kenny: Eve! You forgot your charger.
Eve: Oh, that's not mine.
Kenny: Don't go to Rome. Just don't.
Eve: What?
Kenny: Trust me. Get out of it. The operation I've been switched to is...
Carolyn: Kenny! Do you want chunky peanut butter or smoothe?
Kenny: Chunky.
Carolyn: Nice to see you, Eve. Oh, don't forget your charger.

Blech. Get a room.


Rome is crucial, Eve. She mustn't kill Aaron. I mean it. I hate to be strict, but she really mustn't kill anyone.


Martin: He killed three women.
Eve: He could kill the shit out of me.

Niko: What do you want?
Villanelle: I want the recipe to your shepherd's pie.
Niko: What?
Villanelle: The thing with the potatoes and the gray meat.
Niko: I know what shepherd's pie is.
Villanelle: Eve likes it. So? Come on!
Niko: Um. Uh. Onions. Carrots. Peas. Mince. Uh, tomato puree, stock, and some Worchester sauce.
Villanelle: Worchester sauce! OK. Worchester sauce. See? That wasn't so hard, was it?
Niko: Are you going to leave us alone now?
Villanelle: Of course not. Why don't you sit down?

So close. I was so close to letting both of you go. You should have chosen Gemma.


Eve would never forgive me if I hurt you, Niko. Would she?


[to Villanelle's voice mail] Hi. It's Eve. Just... send me a text when you're finished, or otherwise, I'll worry that you've been murdered or something. [pause] Hi Villanelle, just checking in to make sure everything is OK with Aaron. I, I'm sure it is, it's just, you know, so I know. I'm sure you're fine.

Don't be jealous. I'm not with them when I'm with them.


Killing Eve Quotes

Most of the time, most days, I feel nothing. I don't feel anything. It is so boring. I wake up and I think, again, really? I have to do this again? And what I really don't understand is how come everyone else isn't screaming with, with boredom, too, and I try to find ways to make myself feel something. More, and more, and more, but it doesn't make any difference. No matter what I do, I don't feel anything. I hurt myself; it doesn't hurt. I buy what I want; I don't want it. I do what I like; I don't like it. I'm just so bored.


Carolyn: Hello, Eve.
Eve: Morning. This is an obvious breakfast choice.
Carolyn: I can't stand breakfast. It's just constant eggs. I mean, why? Who decided?