Trinity Blood (2005) s01e01 Episode Script
Flight Night
1
I doze with you in front of the mirror,
with rouge fingertips
This hand unexpectedly
showed weakness and blocked your lips
I made a promise with you that day
And now we can't remember it
Why don't I have wings
to float in the sky,
like the wind, like the clouds?
Why don't I have wings to sink
into the all-enveloping night,
like the stars, like the moon? Ahh
Armageddon.
A grave mistake made
by mankind centuries ago.
With it came a serious price.
From out of the darkness, they appeared.
Mankind, comparing them to old
folklore, called them this:
Vampires.
Umm
Yes?! What can I get for you, Father?!
Milk tea, please.
With thirteen lumps of sugar
Thirteen?!
That should be enough to keep me
going until we get to Rome.
Don't tell me you haven't eaten anything?
Nope. It's been nearly 20 hours now
There's a restaurant onboard, you know!
Maybe so, but I have no money.
Two weeks until my next payday.
I have to live on this somehow
My office did give me the tickets,
but even if I write off all the
miscellaneous costs and charges,
I still have nothing left to go on
So, I'd like a milk tea with
thirteen lumps of sugar, please!
Sure! Coming right up!
You're studying to be a pilot?
Yes, sort of
Someday I'd like to fly a
great ship like this myself
Though that's just
a dream within a dream
Here you are
I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!
- No, it's alright.
- Was it hot?!
I'm so hopeless
Father! As an apology,
I'll make you some sandwiches!
My treat, of course!
Oh, you're too kind!
This is the bridge.
Jessica, some drinks, please.
Certainly, Captain!
Could you wait just a moment, Father?
Of course! Of course! I could wait
until the sky comes falling down!
Jessica-san, huh
Jessica Lang. What's your name, Father?
Abel Nightroad.
A traveling priest for the Vatican.
This is the stuff! How I look forward
to your coffee, Jessica!
Oh, Captain!
Thank you!
Orson-san, there's an error in the
trim angle. Shouldn't you correct it?
Oh, so there is! Good eyes!
Co-pilot! Three months' decreased pay
for slacking off on the job!
Aw, man!
I think I'd feel safer
having Jessica sit here!
Yes, so would I!
I hope you pass the next test!
Thanks!
A vampire!
What was that you said,
you pathetic Terran?
I'll eat you later.
No way! Master code?!
It's out of control?!
Damn, is it really this easy?!
What a piece of cake!
That's right!
We're gonna crash this thing
right into the crappy Vatican in Rome!
W-what's happened?!
S-stop!
Your face is tempting
I guess women are
the best to drink from!
Umm, Jessica-san, I thought it over
and it's not really right
for me to eat for free, so
Father
Vatican?!
Jessica-san!
This way!
Y-you're dead! You two are so dead!
Attention, Vatican.
I've just hijacked the
cargo-passenger ship, the Tristan,
which left the Albion Kingdom's
Londinium for Rome.
Release my Fleurs du Mal comrades
you've taken into custody.
You have one hour to comply.
You have no right of refusal.
If you do not release them,
I'll crash the Tristan into Rome!
The transmission ends there.
Would you like to hear it once more?
No, that is enough.
What do we do, Sister?!
Remain steadfast, Your Holiness!
Yes. But I'm scared!
Information has arrived from
the Department of Inquisition.
Alfred, Count of Mainz.
Vampire. 67 murders.
Member of the extremist group,
Fleurs du Mal.
At present, three of his comrades
are in Vatican custody.
It's a declaration of war
against the Vatican!
At worst, we will have to consider
his demands and negotiate
Unacceptable, Your Holiness!
The only option is to shoot it down!
Shoot it down?!
Brother!
There is no room for debate!
The Tristan is an Albion ship;
shooting it down would harm
our diplomatic relations!
Your Holiness!
Just give the order, and the
military is ready to launch
the rocket-propelled bombs that
were successfully tested recently!
Rocket-propelled bombs?
Please give your order!
A man of Your Holiness'
standing must not negotiate
with the likes of cowardly vampires!
I mustn't?! I guess you're right
Don't listen to him, Your Holiness!
Happy are those who die
in the name of the Lord,
and the Vatican exists to
carry out the will of God!
Now do you understand,
Your Holiness?! Please give the order!
You really don't care about the hostages?
I'm certain the passengers would
also gladly give their lives
for Your Holiness' honor
and a victory for mankind!
Whew, that was close!
I went to the bridge because
I couldn't accept a free meal, but
Is this it?
What is this?
The sub-bridge.
Ah. It's completely logged off.
So the auto-pilot's on
a straight course for Rome
Uhh, what are we doing here?
Our only choice is to work
together to do something, right?
Do something? How?
The main bridge is no longer usable.
So the only way to save
everyone onboard now
is to take manual control of
the Tristan and land it safely.
Take control?!
You make it sound easy,
but that vampire has a master code
he got from somewhere!
There's no way to switch it to manual!
It's no use, Father!
Only programmers who excel
in Lost Technology can do it!
It's alright, it's alright!
See, I told you
See? I said it'd be alright!
It's on manual now.
Father Just who are you?
Now we can fly it!
Maybe so, but we don't have a pilot!
Oh, but we do.
I'm looking right at her.
Eh?! I can't! There's no way I can!
Oh, but earlier you said
Theory and practice are different!
I can't do it.
You're just going to give up and
do nothing, whether you can or not?
Caterina-sama.
Oh, Sister Kate.
I see your brother is the same as ever.
I'd rather not talk about that
However, we have a chance of victory.
Crusnik has been confirmed
onboard the Tristan.
Are there any available
dispatch executors?
Gunslinger. Just give the order,
and he'll be ready to go.
Then you two will lend Crusnik support.
Maximum allowed passenger
loss is 50%. Is that clear?
Understood.
The same as my brother, in the end
How?
How can you smile so casually
in a situation like this?
I'm not being casual. I just have
faith that everyone will survive.
It's alright!
You can do it! I have faith
that you can do it!
Right!
Increasing altitude to 12,000 feet!
Found ya.
My little snack
on the way here was delicious
Which means!
Jessica-san! Please continue piloting!
You don't look very tasty,
so I'll kill you.
There's no use in running! Die!
You ain't gettin' away!
Whew, I'm somehow still here!
Upsy-daisy!
Father
Gettin' in the way of my work!
They were delicious! And their
death screams were wonderful!
Thanks to them look
- everything's back to how it was!
You've gone too far.
I'll drink from you, too!
Nano-machines, Crusnik 02!
40% limit activation! Approved!
What the hell are you?!
The air pressure!
You're no human
Don't tell me we're the same?!
Have you ever given this any thought?
Humans eat cattle and poultry.
Vampires suck the blood of those humans.
In which case, might there
not be something somewhere
that sucks the blood of vampires to live?
I am a Crusnik. A vampire that
sucks the blood of vampires!
What's this fast-moving thing?!
You said this was your job.
I doubt you're simply after
the release of your comrades.
Who's pulling the strings from behind?
Damn you!
Stop exaggerating.
You can't die so easily.
I was only hired!
By the Rosen Kreuz!
H-huh?!
What am I doing?!
Post-hypnosis
Your sins are eternal,
but I shall pray for the dead
Jessica-san! Cut the engines!
Cut the engines
and lose altitude! Quickly!
Right!
More! As close to the ground
as you can possibly get!
Are you crazy?!
A missile! Lost Technology
from the old age!
Designed to follow your residual heat
even if you cut your engines!
To be honest, it'd be impossible
to avoid, using airship maneuvers.
But at low altitude, if we can make it
hit the ground before we do
l- I can't pull that off!
Target downed. Clear.
Roger that. Returning home.
Signal lost.
Appears to have been shot down.
You've done very well!
Father! You're all right!
Jessica-san! Thank you!
Think I could have those sandwiches
after we get to Rome?
Sure!
The Rosen Kreuz?
Yes. It's also a fact that the existence
of the Rosen Kreuz Orden
has been glimpsed as a financial
source for the Fleurs du Mal.
I see. Ten years since then
So the enemy of the world,
Contra Mundi, has begun to move
I know this will not remain forever
However, it's beautiful
Your eyes, hands, and your warm smile
They're my treasure
It's hard to forget
I wish there was a solution
Don't spend your time in confusion
I'll turn back now and spread
My broken wings still strong enough
to cross the ocean with
My broken wings how far should I go
drifting in the wind
Higher and higher in the light
(My broken wings)
Still strong enough
to cross the ocean with
My broken wings how far should I go
drifting in the wind
Across the sky, just keep on flying
(What's falling from the sky
is not rain )
Next time Episode 2: "Witch Hunt"
Let thine eyes be not diverted.
I doze with you in front of the mirror,
with rouge fingertips
This hand unexpectedly
showed weakness and blocked your lips
I made a promise with you that day
And now we can't remember it
Why don't I have wings
to float in the sky,
like the wind, like the clouds?
Why don't I have wings to sink
into the all-enveloping night,
like the stars, like the moon? Ahh
Armageddon.
A grave mistake made
by mankind centuries ago.
With it came a serious price.
From out of the darkness, they appeared.
Mankind, comparing them to old
folklore, called them this:
Vampires.
Umm
Yes?! What can I get for you, Father?!
Milk tea, please.
With thirteen lumps of sugar
Thirteen?!
That should be enough to keep me
going until we get to Rome.
Don't tell me you haven't eaten anything?
Nope. It's been nearly 20 hours now
There's a restaurant onboard, you know!
Maybe so, but I have no money.
Two weeks until my next payday.
I have to live on this somehow
My office did give me the tickets,
but even if I write off all the
miscellaneous costs and charges,
I still have nothing left to go on
So, I'd like a milk tea with
thirteen lumps of sugar, please!
Sure! Coming right up!
You're studying to be a pilot?
Yes, sort of
Someday I'd like to fly a
great ship like this myself
Though that's just
a dream within a dream
Here you are
I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!
- No, it's alright.
- Was it hot?!
I'm so hopeless
Father! As an apology,
I'll make you some sandwiches!
My treat, of course!
Oh, you're too kind!
This is the bridge.
Jessica, some drinks, please.
Certainly, Captain!
Could you wait just a moment, Father?
Of course! Of course! I could wait
until the sky comes falling down!
Jessica-san, huh
Jessica Lang. What's your name, Father?
Abel Nightroad.
A traveling priest for the Vatican.
This is the stuff! How I look forward
to your coffee, Jessica!
Oh, Captain!
Thank you!
Orson-san, there's an error in the
trim angle. Shouldn't you correct it?
Oh, so there is! Good eyes!
Co-pilot! Three months' decreased pay
for slacking off on the job!
Aw, man!
I think I'd feel safer
having Jessica sit here!
Yes, so would I!
I hope you pass the next test!
Thanks!
A vampire!
What was that you said,
you pathetic Terran?
I'll eat you later.
No way! Master code?!
It's out of control?!
Damn, is it really this easy?!
What a piece of cake!
That's right!
We're gonna crash this thing
right into the crappy Vatican in Rome!
W-what's happened?!
S-stop!
Your face is tempting
I guess women are
the best to drink from!
Umm, Jessica-san, I thought it over
and it's not really right
for me to eat for free, so
Father
Vatican?!
Jessica-san!
This way!
Y-you're dead! You two are so dead!
Attention, Vatican.
I've just hijacked the
cargo-passenger ship, the Tristan,
which left the Albion Kingdom's
Londinium for Rome.
Release my Fleurs du Mal comrades
you've taken into custody.
You have one hour to comply.
You have no right of refusal.
If you do not release them,
I'll crash the Tristan into Rome!
The transmission ends there.
Would you like to hear it once more?
No, that is enough.
What do we do, Sister?!
Remain steadfast, Your Holiness!
Yes. But I'm scared!
Information has arrived from
the Department of Inquisition.
Alfred, Count of Mainz.
Vampire. 67 murders.
Member of the extremist group,
Fleurs du Mal.
At present, three of his comrades
are in Vatican custody.
It's a declaration of war
against the Vatican!
At worst, we will have to consider
his demands and negotiate
Unacceptable, Your Holiness!
The only option is to shoot it down!
Shoot it down?!
Brother!
There is no room for debate!
The Tristan is an Albion ship;
shooting it down would harm
our diplomatic relations!
Your Holiness!
Just give the order, and the
military is ready to launch
the rocket-propelled bombs that
were successfully tested recently!
Rocket-propelled bombs?
Please give your order!
A man of Your Holiness'
standing must not negotiate
with the likes of cowardly vampires!
I mustn't?! I guess you're right
Don't listen to him, Your Holiness!
Happy are those who die
in the name of the Lord,
and the Vatican exists to
carry out the will of God!
Now do you understand,
Your Holiness?! Please give the order!
You really don't care about the hostages?
I'm certain the passengers would
also gladly give their lives
for Your Holiness' honor
and a victory for mankind!
Whew, that was close!
I went to the bridge because
I couldn't accept a free meal, but
Is this it?
What is this?
The sub-bridge.
Ah. It's completely logged off.
So the auto-pilot's on
a straight course for Rome
Uhh, what are we doing here?
Our only choice is to work
together to do something, right?
Do something? How?
The main bridge is no longer usable.
So the only way to save
everyone onboard now
is to take manual control of
the Tristan and land it safely.
Take control?!
You make it sound easy,
but that vampire has a master code
he got from somewhere!
There's no way to switch it to manual!
It's no use, Father!
Only programmers who excel
in Lost Technology can do it!
It's alright, it's alright!
See, I told you
See? I said it'd be alright!
It's on manual now.
Father Just who are you?
Now we can fly it!
Maybe so, but we don't have a pilot!
Oh, but we do.
I'm looking right at her.
Eh?! I can't! There's no way I can!
Oh, but earlier you said
Theory and practice are different!
I can't do it.
You're just going to give up and
do nothing, whether you can or not?
Caterina-sama.
Oh, Sister Kate.
I see your brother is the same as ever.
I'd rather not talk about that
However, we have a chance of victory.
Crusnik has been confirmed
onboard the Tristan.
Are there any available
dispatch executors?
Gunslinger. Just give the order,
and he'll be ready to go.
Then you two will lend Crusnik support.
Maximum allowed passenger
loss is 50%. Is that clear?
Understood.
The same as my brother, in the end
How?
How can you smile so casually
in a situation like this?
I'm not being casual. I just have
faith that everyone will survive.
It's alright!
You can do it! I have faith
that you can do it!
Right!
Increasing altitude to 12,000 feet!
Found ya.
My little snack
on the way here was delicious
Which means!
Jessica-san! Please continue piloting!
You don't look very tasty,
so I'll kill you.
There's no use in running! Die!
You ain't gettin' away!
Whew, I'm somehow still here!
Upsy-daisy!
Father
Gettin' in the way of my work!
They were delicious! And their
death screams were wonderful!
Thanks to them look
- everything's back to how it was!
You've gone too far.
I'll drink from you, too!
Nano-machines, Crusnik 02!
40% limit activation! Approved!
What the hell are you?!
The air pressure!
You're no human
Don't tell me we're the same?!
Have you ever given this any thought?
Humans eat cattle and poultry.
Vampires suck the blood of those humans.
In which case, might there
not be something somewhere
that sucks the blood of vampires to live?
I am a Crusnik. A vampire that
sucks the blood of vampires!
What's this fast-moving thing?!
You said this was your job.
I doubt you're simply after
the release of your comrades.
Who's pulling the strings from behind?
Damn you!
Stop exaggerating.
You can't die so easily.
I was only hired!
By the Rosen Kreuz!
H-huh?!
What am I doing?!
Post-hypnosis
Your sins are eternal,
but I shall pray for the dead
Jessica-san! Cut the engines!
Cut the engines
and lose altitude! Quickly!
Right!
More! As close to the ground
as you can possibly get!
Are you crazy?!
A missile! Lost Technology
from the old age!
Designed to follow your residual heat
even if you cut your engines!
To be honest, it'd be impossible
to avoid, using airship maneuvers.
But at low altitude, if we can make it
hit the ground before we do
l- I can't pull that off!
Target downed. Clear.
Roger that. Returning home.
Signal lost.
Appears to have been shot down.
You've done very well!
Father! You're all right!
Jessica-san! Thank you!
Think I could have those sandwiches
after we get to Rome?
Sure!
The Rosen Kreuz?
Yes. It's also a fact that the existence
of the Rosen Kreuz Orden
has been glimpsed as a financial
source for the Fleurs du Mal.
I see. Ten years since then
So the enemy of the world,
Contra Mundi, has begun to move
I know this will not remain forever
However, it's beautiful
Your eyes, hands, and your warm smile
They're my treasure
It's hard to forget
I wish there was a solution
Don't spend your time in confusion
I'll turn back now and spread
My broken wings still strong enough
to cross the ocean with
My broken wings how far should I go
drifting in the wind
Higher and higher in the light
(My broken wings)
Still strong enough
to cross the ocean with
My broken wings how far should I go
drifting in the wind
Across the sky, just keep on flying
(What's falling from the sky
is not rain )
Next time Episode 2: "Witch Hunt"
Let thine eyes be not diverted.