(on screen interview with dakota mcmanus)

*set the scene on a beach in cap ferret. surfboards are sticking out of the sand, leaning on one another. daktoa mcmanus, ilies nadri and pierre gasly are kicking a volleyball across the sand at each other.*

"it's really scary how fast this season became about survival for me. the decision to leave alphatauri wasn't easy, and it dug up a lot of trauma that i just didn't feel ready to address until now"

dakota lunges across teh sand as ilies kicks the ball in her direction, breaking a toenail as she kicks it towards pierre.

dakota: *through laughter* jesus fuck, nadri! you broke my bloody toenail!

"my mindset now is that i just need to make it to abu dhabi without having another breakdown, and that's so not healthy but i can't think of any other way to look at it."

(on screen interview with ilies nadri, dakota mcmanus' ex boyfriend)

"i was with her through the worst of what happened with red bull. we shared an apartment, we slept in the same bed, and i could feel her pulling away from me, feel her changing but she didn't want to let go because she was scared to be on her own. at that point, she needed me more than i needed her, and it scared me so fucking much. i thought i was going to lose her. eventually, we imploded, it was about a month before mexico city and she tried to tell everybody she was fine. pierre called me from mexico when she was in the er and i was so fucking scared."

*screen fades to black, recenters on dakota in the interview room, camera angle on the side of her face*

"dakota, what happened to you while you were employed by red bull racing?"

"...you promise that none of this gets back to christian and helmut until next season? until after i'm at mercedes?"

"nothing you say here will get back to the fia, or the superiors at red bull."

"they had it out for me from the day that i signed my contract. in the beginning, they ignored me, that first year with pierre and brendon. pretended that i wasn't there, and that was fine. i was just a shy eighteen year old girl, you know? i was fine flying under the radar."

"they were just microaggressions in the garage at first. little things, giving me grunt work and shit like that. the jobs nobody else wanted. i did a lot of work with the jack in pitstops for the first half of that season. and then i asked if i could start driving, if i could learn hoe the car works, because if you know how the car works, you can see when things are wrong. my granddad always used to tell me that i have a second sense for that sort of thing."

"and then all hell broke loose. the verbal abuse, the, and i use this word loosely, training regimens. i wake up sometimes in a cold sweat thinking about marko screaming at me. telling me that i'd never amount to anything, and that i should go home and fuck a surfer boy. like that was all i was good for. and i was never fucking good enough for him."

*dakota pauses, wiping tears from her eyes*

"and their bullshit training? they pushed me further than i was physically able to go. i lost an unhealthy amount of weight from the diet they had me on, and i should have been building muscle from the training but i couldn't because i was so low on nutrients. at one point it got so bad that the doctors thought i might have become infertile. i thought it was going to kill me. i didn't think i'd make it of that season alive."

(on screen interview with danill kvyat, former toro rosso driver)

"none of us knew that it was that bad. when i saw firsthand what being a part of their driver's programme was doing to her, she wouldn't listen when i told her she needed to get out while she still could." *laughs* "she's too proud for her own good, and i'm proud of how far she's grown since that awful year, you know? maybe i was de-sensitized to it because i'd been through it all before, i knew how cruel the red bull organization could be. i just wish i had done something sooner."