Fleabag: The Scriptures

Fleabag: The Scriptures

by Phoebe Waller-Bridge

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Overview

Go deeper into the groundbreaking, Golden Globe and Emmy-winning series with this must-have collection—“a completist’s dream of a book, including the show’s full scripts and Waller-Bridge’s commentary” (Vogue).
 
NAMED ONE OF THE BEST BOOKS OF THE YEAR BY EVENING STANDARD

“Her coat falls open. She only has her bra on underneath. She pulls out the little sculpture of the woman with no arms. It sits on her lap. Two women. One real. One not. Both with their innate femininity out.”
 
Phoebe Waller-Bridge’s critically acclaimed, utterly unique series Fleabag took the world by storm with its piercing dialogue, ruthlessly dry wit, and deeply human drama. In Fleabag: The Scriptures, Waller-Bridge brings together for the first time the filming scripts of the first and second seasons, complete with the original stage directions as well as exclusive commentary on her creative process and the making of the series. Now recognized as one of today’s most essential voices, she delivers powerful insights into her now-iconic protagonist: the hilarious, emotionally damaged, sexually unapologetic woman who can make viewers laugh, cry, and cringe in a single scene.
 
Essential for any fan, Fleabag: The Scriptures is the ultimate companion to a landmark series.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780593158272
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Publication date: 11/26/2019
Pages: 432
Sales rank: 46,513
Product dimensions: 6.10(w) x 8.60(h) x 1.30(d)

About the Author

Phoebe Waller-Bridge is a multi-award-winning actor, writer, creator and showrunner. She is the writer and performer of Fleabag, which debuted at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe as a one-woman show in 2013, followed by award-winning London and New York runs. Fleabag was adapted into a critically acclaimed BBC Three television series, for which Waller-Bridge won a BAFTA for Best Female Performance in a Comedy Program, as well as multiple Emmys, including for Outstanding Writing for a Comedy Series, Outstanding Comedy Series and Lead Actress.

Read an Excerpt

INT. FLEABAG’S FLAT. CORRIDOR – NIGHT

Sounds of a woman breathing.

Shot of the inside of a front door. Fleabag’s POV.

Shot of Fleabag a few steps away from the door, watching it as if she’s ready to pounce. Smudged makeup, hair tousled.

Out of breath.

Shot of the inside of a front door. Fleabag’s POV.

Shot of Fleabag. She turns to camera.

FLEABAG

(earnest, touch of pain. To camera)

You know that feeling when a guy you like sends you a text at 2 o’clock on a Tuesday night and asks if he can ‘come and find you’ and you’ve accidentally made it out like you’ve just got in yourself, so you have to get out of bed, drink half a bottle of wine, get in the shower, shave everything, dig out some Agent Provocateur business, suspender belt, the whole bit, and wait by the door until the buzzer goes—
(buzzer goes)

And then you open the door to him like you’d almost forgotten he was coming over.

She opens the door to a HANDSOME MAN.

FLEABAG
(casual) 
Oh hi!

ARSEHOLE GUY
Hey.

FLEABAG
Hey.

Beat.

ARSEHOLE GUY 
Hey.

FLEABAG
(to camera)
And then you get to it immediately.

They start snogging violently.
 
INT. FLEABAG’S BEDROOM – NIGHT

They are going at it on the bed; we are looking at Fleabag’s back while she is on top. In a throe of passion Arsehole Guy flips her over onto her side so she is facing us, with him behind her.

FLEABAG

(to camera)
After some pretty standard bouncing you realise that he is edging towards your arsehole. But you’re drunk, and he made the effort to come all the way here so, you let him. He’s thrilled.

ARSEHOLE GUY

(whispered)
I’m so thrilled.

INT. FLEABAG’S BEDROOM – MORNING


Fleabag lies in bed, peacefully.

She suddenly opens her eyes and talks to us.

FLEABAG

(to camera)
And then the next morning, you wake to find him fully dressed, sat on the side of the bed, gazing at you...

REVEAL: Arsehole Guy is sat on the bed, gazing at Fleabag earnestly. Fleabag looks at him, and then back to camera.

FLEABAG

(to camera)
He says that—

ARSEHOLE GUY 
Last night was incredible.

FLEABAG

(to camera)
Which you think is an overstatement, but then he goes on to say that—

ARSEHOLE GUY
It was particularly special because I’ve never managed to actually... up the bum with anyone before–

FLEABAG

(to camera)
To be fair, he does have a large penis.

ARSEHOLE GUY
And although it’s always been a fantasy of mine, I’ve... never found anyone I could do it with.

FLEABAG

(to camera) And then he touches your hair.

He touches her hair.

FLEABAG

And thanks you with a genuine earnest.

ARSEHOLE GUY
(earnest)
Thank you. 

FLEABAG
(to camera)

It’s sort of moving. Then he kisses you gently.

He kisses her gently.

FLEABAG

(to camera) 
And then he leaves.

He leaves.

Beat.

Fleabag frowns.

FLEABAG

(to camera)
And you spend the rest of the day wondering—

CUT TO: INT. CAFÉ – MORNING

Fleabag sits with a cup of tea looking up into the distance pensively. A moment of real consideration passes before...

FLEABAG
(to camera, concerned)
Do I have a MASSIVE arsehole?

TITLES: FLEABAG

 
INT. BUS – DAY

Fleabag sits, reading a newspaper. On the page we see an advert boasting: ‘Thinking of getting a mortgage?’ with an inexplicably naked woman advertising it. Fleabag does not react. Because none of us do.

She looks around and catches the eye of a MAN who is looking at her over his paper. We can only see his eyes. He looks away shyly. She looks at the camera and raises her eyebrows slightly. Hello...

He pulls his paper down and smiles and reveals that he has extraordinarily large front teeth.

She quickly looks away with a small grimace.

INT. BUS – DAY, LATER


Fleabag and BUS RODENT are getting off at the same stop. They do a little awkward laugh at each other.

They stand next to each other.

BUS RODENT

(giggly)
Wow... Um. This doesn’t happen very often, does it?

FLEABAG

(really giggly)
Nooo no... I er – I suppose it’s... I suppose it’s quite rare, yeah.
(to camera) 
I hate myself.

BUS RODENT

Um, are you going to work?

FLEABAG 

Oh, no actually I—

BUS RODENT

Ok, um. This is gonna sound crazy, um, but I think that I should take your number and I think I should call it and I think I should ask you if you wanna go out for a drink with me.

FLEABAG

Um... I—


BUS RODENT

Fuuuck me, you’ve got a boyfriend.

FLEABAG

Um, no... No, we broke up quite recently actually.

BUS RODENT

Oh my God, I’m so sorry slash really pleased. Errrrm, how the hell did he manage to fuck that up?
 
INT. FLASHBACK, FLEABAG’S BEDROOM – NIGHT
Fleabag is lying in bed with her computer in her lap, eating pizza. She is watching a video of OBAMA giving a speech.

He is very serious.

She is very serious.

She starts touching herself.

Suddenly a YOUNG MAN’s head pokes up on the other side of the bed.

HARRY
What are you doing?

She flips the laptop down quickly.

FLEABAG 
Nothing!

Beat.

Harry gets out of bed.

FLEABAG 
Harry—

He grabs his bag and starts packing some things from a clothes rail.

HARRY

I know what you were doing.

FLEABAG

I was watching the news!

HARRY 

(genuine)
Really?

FLEABAG 

Yeah!

HARRY 
(genuine)
Really?

FLEABAG 

Yeah!

HARRY
(vulnerable)
What was he talking about then?

Beat.

FLEABAG 

What?

HARRY

(vulnerable)
Please. I – I just – need to hear this. What was he talking about?

Long pause.

FLEABAG

Iraq.

Hurt and furious, Harry manically starts packing again.

HARRY
Don’t say anything.

She doesn’t.

HARRY

Please don’t stop me leaving.

She doesn’t move.

HARRY 

(angrily) 
Please don’t.

FLEABAG
Ok.

HARRY
DON’T!

He pauses. Then picks up his stuff.

HARRY

I’ve really tried to be there for you through this. You can’t say I haven’t tried.

She doesn’t say anything.

HARRY

Don’t say anything. And please don’t contact me. Or turn up at my house drunk, in your underwear. It won’t work this time.

FLEABAG 

(to camera)
It will.

HARRY

(sadly)
I’m taking the posh shampoo.

He goes to leave, then stops at the door and looks at her.

HARRY

He was talking about democr—

HARD CUT TO:


They giggle and walk off in opposite directions. As she walks, Fleabag checks her phone. She suddenly BOLTS it down the street.

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