The Case Study of Vanitas (2021) s01e03 Episode Script
Fangs That Lay Bare Blood
Riche!
Johann! Dante!
I'm so glad you're all right.
It's that quack and
the Hellfire Witch?!
Hand over The Book of Vanitas.
Do that, and I shall let you live.
Is that an order from your master, Luca?
How disappointing.
The young battle maiden who dashed across the battlefield, mercilessly exterminating her own kind
I heard it was a sight so beautiful that it made one shudder.
But I never would've imagined you'd fall so low.
And your point is?
My point is I'm tired of playing with you.
Come to think of it, I've yet to introduce myself.
My name is Vanitas.
The Vampire of the Blue Moon passed on to me his name and his book.
Yet I'm but a human!
The Vampire of the Blue Moon once feasted on my blood.
Thus imbued with some of his power,
I was counted among the Clan of the Blue Moon.
I'd wished to avoid having to use this power if at all possible, but alas
Hellfire Witch, I shall make an exception and reveal to you my true form!
What devilry is this?
As one might expect, it takes one monster to battle another!
The Case
Study of
Vanitas
The Case
Study of
Vanitas
You always ponder the simple stuff like emotions and love
I hope one day you'll come to understand them
Torn apart and patched back together so many times leaves you a miserable sight
You don't even know what it means to be alive
You needn't put into words that you want us alone together
I have a feeling we can accept one another, and that's fine for now
I love this world, and I love the light that only you can bring me
Even with my fractured eyes it makes this world
Appear ever so radiant
There's nothing certain in life
But I'm sure you can see me
When the sky and void meet, turn back from dreams of the future
So it was all just a bluff.
He was buying time until Thomas Berneux's paralysis wore off.
Using a curse-bearer like a chess piece? That's
He gut-punched a lady without a shred of mercy.
What a jerk.
I cannot move.
Stay right there and watch,
O witch fallen to earth.
Now it's your turn, slayer of nine.
You take the form of a wolf and haunt moonlit nights, seeking the living blood of young women.
Your malnomen is Loup-Garou, "wolf who hunts crimson."
I will have this man's true name back!
Where am I?
So that's your true name,
Bucolicus, "he who composes idylls."
Astounding.
Oops!
I was supposed to cure him in front of Orlok.
That won't be necessary.
We shall tell Master Orlok exactly what transpired here.
What the devil?
I paralyzed you, and the Loup-Garou poison should yet remain.
It is not
It is not over yet. I can still fight!
Noé, get over here!
Master Luca!
Hellfire Witch,
I assume you understand your predicament.
Should you make one false move,
my minion shall snap the brat's
bony neck in the wink of an eye!
He really is a massive jerk.
I can't hear a word they're saying over there.
Nab the kid?
What for?
While you keep Luca or whatever his name is safe,
I'll use The Book of Vanitas to create an area that incapacitates vampires and try to reason with the witch.
Is that even possible?!
Indeed it is.
But such power weighs too heavily on a child's body.
Hold him still and cover his mouth so he won't inhale my power.
And keep your distance—but not too far.
After all, he must bear witness to our little parley.
I believe you when you say you can defeat the Hellfire Witch without a fight!
After him!
No, don't!
I am defeated and will hinder you no more.
Do with me what you will, but please
do not harm my master!
I beg you.
I knew the child was your weakness!
What's with the tears and that feeble attitude?
Such weakness is the result of wishing to protect something.
But I like it.
Huh?
I take back what I just said, Hellfire Witch.
It's true that you've grown weak,
but that very weakness makes your beauty shine all the more bright.
What's this?
My strength is gone.
Hellfire Witch, or should I say, "Jeanne,"
I've become quite intrigued by you.
What?
Huh?
That look only further whets my appetite.
How magnificent!
You are a marvel, Jeanne!
What is this pounding in my chest?!
It's so very loud. I can't take my eyes off of you.
I need more! I wish to see you
in every way, shape, and form!
Why, of course! Now I understand!
It must be
love!
I have fallen for you.
I'll love you from this day forth, Jeanne!
I must possess all of you.
Be my bride!
How dare you!
What are you doing to Jeanne?!
Oh my.
Master Luca!
We must fall back this day.
But remember this!
I will kill you when next we meet!
I will be back, and I will kill you!
You'll come see me again?
I can hardly wait!
Jeanne, let go of me!
I'll tear him limb from limb!
Master Luca, no!
Looks like things are about to get interesting, Noé!
Seriously, what is your deal?
He's dead.
Who did this?
I went through all the trouble to so utterly corrupt his name for him.
But no matter.
Whose name shall I claim next?
Now then, everyone!
The delightful Parade of Charlatan is about to begin!
The Case Study of Vanitas
The Case Study of Vanitas
The Case Study of Vanitas
The Case Study of Vanitas
Mademoiselle Amelia!
Monsieur Noé!
So it's over?
Of course, I don't believe every word,
but I shall postpone Amelia Ruth's execution for the time being.
However, you shall remain where I can keep an eye on you.
I'll have her work as a live-in maid at Hôtel Chouchou.
That goes for you too, human!
I grant that dubious book of yours has some power,
but I have no intention of turning you loose.
I take it Thomas Berneux is dead?
And you've no idea who killed him, do you?
Now I see.
You've realized how valuable
The Book of Vanitas and I can be.
Very well.
Use me to your heart's content.
You'll be able to swiftly resolve
incidents involving curse-bearers.
And I'll no longer have to waste time searching for patients.
Deliver this letter to the front desk at Hôtel Chouchou.
Continue to use your room there while you are here in Paris.
So you'll be keeping an eye on us?
Your room? As in me too?!
Correct. You're that human's caretaker, are you not?
Definitely not!
Noé's right.
I am his caretaker!
You keep out of this!
Now, I'll cut to the chase, Amelia.
Yes?
Did you see Charlatan?
Charlatan?
I learned something interesting from some of the vampires I've treated.
Right before they realized they'd become curse-bearers, they'd all seen a similar sight.
They suddenly found themselves in a thick fog.
And there, they saw the Parade of Charlatan.
Fog? A parade?
I feel as if I saw something like what you have described
Forgive me. I just can't remember.
No dice, eh?
Perhaps you could exam her, Noé Archiviste?
You know who I am?
I received a letter from your mentor.
It included your name and a request that I
provide assistance during your stay in Paris.
Archiviste, the Fangs That Reveal Blood.
Well, Noé?
Would you like to drink my blood?
Don't worry.
You'll no longer see anything if you do drink it.
Sis, what's Archiviste?
It's a clan with the power to read people's memories by drinking their blood.
But I heard they died out long ago.
Please, if there is a way to search my memory, I'd like you to try.
If there was any way I could be of service
Very well.
Um Monsieur Noé?
Deeper.
I must go deeper.
I will lay bare that memory, the one even she has forgotten.
There.
That must be it!
Huh?
Where am I?
I was on my way home when
What is this?
I bid you welcome
to the Parade of Charlatan!
It is an accursed thing.
I'm done for if it catches me.
There you are.
Now, show me your true name.
I'll be defiled.
I'll be destroyed.
My life will—
Monsieur Noé!
What is it, Monsieur Noé?!
That thing stole it.
It was stolen!
Her true name! That thing was behind it!
I saw Charlatan.
I know not whether it was a dream or whether it was real.
But that thing corrupted Mademoiselle Amelia's name, I'm sure of it.
If that dark being is creating all those curse-bearers,
it shall pay dearly, mark my words!
I have heard the entire tale, good people.
Bonjour!
How I've longed to see you, Noé,
my beloved fiancé.
Huh?
What?
Fiancé?
No.
Come now!
Why go and spoil the fun?!
This is Dominique de Sade.
We're not betrothed. She is my childhood friend.
And at her feet is her attendant, Kreisler.
Those are real rose petals and flowers?!
Hello there, Murr!
It's been ages!
Dominique de Sade,
daughter of the Marquis de Sade, Lord of Altus, I presume.
You have friends among the nobility? Imagine that.
My maître is her grandfather.
Count Orlok, please forgive me for barging in like this.
No matter.
The House of de Sade's rude behavior predates your generation.
Such a sharp tongue.
I'm going to borrow Noé for a bit.
Domi, wait.
Please, Domi!
I've been invited to a masquerade ball.
You will escort me.
Why me? You could take somebody else.
I'm here because I was worried about you.
Lord Ruthven will be there tonight.
Rumor has it he is conducting his own research on curse-bearers.
You may even learn more about that Charlatan you mentioned.
The barrier, the product of an experiment gone wrong long ago, or so it's said.
It's a spatial distortion linking this
world to Altus, the vampires' world.
Noé!
Have you lost your mind?!
Humans weren't meant to cross the—
This isn't my first visit to Altus.
I learned that I can cross the barrier as long as I'm touching a vampire.
And thankfully,
you took my hand.
So what's the problem?
At any rate, let's step outside, Noé.
Why did you follow us, human?
Because I knew you wanted to separate Noé from me.
You've got that much right.
You really are an enigma, human.
You get stars in your eyes over here too?
This city never changes no matter how many times I visit.
Altus Paris.
Fangs That Reveal Blood
Fangs That Reveal Blood
Fangs That Reveal Blood
As soon as it all began
I could see how it would end
Like melting ice cream beginning to drip
I release a sigh that echoes ever so far
Ever so gently like ripples on the water
When I lose myself I become you
I'll meet all your desires
I'll cling to you
Lose the veil
'Cause tomorrow
All doubts will be dispelled
Was it you who I've been searching for
Spent my life alone and waited for?
So tenderly and endlessly
You made me whole, you made me whole
I'm sinking beneath all the tears
To a place beyond goodbyes
Torn through time by myself
You made me whole, you made me whole
Was it you who I heard through the door
When I cried and had no place to go?
Torn through time by myself
I know I'm never alone
Since I found your embrace
You made me whole, you made me whole
I lose myself
I lose myself
I know I'm never alone
Night of Sneering Masks
Night of Sneering Masks
Night of Sneering Masks
Johann! Dante!
I'm so glad you're all right.
It's that quack and
the Hellfire Witch?!
Hand over The Book of Vanitas.
Do that, and I shall let you live.
Is that an order from your master, Luca?
How disappointing.
The young battle maiden who dashed across the battlefield, mercilessly exterminating her own kind
I heard it was a sight so beautiful that it made one shudder.
But I never would've imagined you'd fall so low.
And your point is?
My point is I'm tired of playing with you.
Come to think of it, I've yet to introduce myself.
My name is Vanitas.
The Vampire of the Blue Moon passed on to me his name and his book.
Yet I'm but a human!
The Vampire of the Blue Moon once feasted on my blood.
Thus imbued with some of his power,
I was counted among the Clan of the Blue Moon.
I'd wished to avoid having to use this power if at all possible, but alas
Hellfire Witch, I shall make an exception and reveal to you my true form!
What devilry is this?
As one might expect, it takes one monster to battle another!
The Case
Study of
Vanitas
The Case
Study of
Vanitas
You always ponder the simple stuff like emotions and love
I hope one day you'll come to understand them
Torn apart and patched back together so many times leaves you a miserable sight
You don't even know what it means to be alive
You needn't put into words that you want us alone together
I have a feeling we can accept one another, and that's fine for now
I love this world, and I love the light that only you can bring me
Even with my fractured eyes it makes this world
Appear ever so radiant
There's nothing certain in life
But I'm sure you can see me
When the sky and void meet, turn back from dreams of the future
So it was all just a bluff.
He was buying time until Thomas Berneux's paralysis wore off.
Using a curse-bearer like a chess piece? That's
He gut-punched a lady without a shred of mercy.
What a jerk.
I cannot move.
Stay right there and watch,
O witch fallen to earth.
Now it's your turn, slayer of nine.
You take the form of a wolf and haunt moonlit nights, seeking the living blood of young women.
Your malnomen is Loup-Garou, "wolf who hunts crimson."
I will have this man's true name back!
Where am I?
So that's your true name,
Bucolicus, "he who composes idylls."
Astounding.
Oops!
I was supposed to cure him in front of Orlok.
That won't be necessary.
We shall tell Master Orlok exactly what transpired here.
What the devil?
I paralyzed you, and the Loup-Garou poison should yet remain.
It is not
It is not over yet. I can still fight!
Noé, get over here!
Master Luca!
Hellfire Witch,
I assume you understand your predicament.
Should you make one false move,
my minion shall snap the brat's
bony neck in the wink of an eye!
He really is a massive jerk.
I can't hear a word they're saying over there.
Nab the kid?
What for?
While you keep Luca or whatever his name is safe,
I'll use The Book of Vanitas to create an area that incapacitates vampires and try to reason with the witch.
Is that even possible?!
Indeed it is.
But such power weighs too heavily on a child's body.
Hold him still and cover his mouth so he won't inhale my power.
And keep your distance—but not too far.
After all, he must bear witness to our little parley.
I believe you when you say you can defeat the Hellfire Witch without a fight!
After him!
No, don't!
I am defeated and will hinder you no more.
Do with me what you will, but please
do not harm my master!
I beg you.
I knew the child was your weakness!
What's with the tears and that feeble attitude?
Such weakness is the result of wishing to protect something.
But I like it.
Huh?
I take back what I just said, Hellfire Witch.
It's true that you've grown weak,
but that very weakness makes your beauty shine all the more bright.
What's this?
My strength is gone.
Hellfire Witch, or should I say, "Jeanne,"
I've become quite intrigued by you.
What?
Huh?
That look only further whets my appetite.
How magnificent!
You are a marvel, Jeanne!
What is this pounding in my chest?!
It's so very loud. I can't take my eyes off of you.
I need more! I wish to see you
in every way, shape, and form!
Why, of course! Now I understand!
It must be
love!
I have fallen for you.
I'll love you from this day forth, Jeanne!
I must possess all of you.
Be my bride!
How dare you!
What are you doing to Jeanne?!
Oh my.
Master Luca!
We must fall back this day.
But remember this!
I will kill you when next we meet!
I will be back, and I will kill you!
You'll come see me again?
I can hardly wait!
Jeanne, let go of me!
I'll tear him limb from limb!
Master Luca, no!
Looks like things are about to get interesting, Noé!
Seriously, what is your deal?
He's dead.
Who did this?
I went through all the trouble to so utterly corrupt his name for him.
But no matter.
Whose name shall I claim next?
Now then, everyone!
The delightful Parade of Charlatan is about to begin!
The Case Study of Vanitas
The Case Study of Vanitas
The Case Study of Vanitas
The Case Study of Vanitas
Mademoiselle Amelia!
Monsieur Noé!
So it's over?
Of course, I don't believe every word,
but I shall postpone Amelia Ruth's execution for the time being.
However, you shall remain where I can keep an eye on you.
I'll have her work as a live-in maid at Hôtel Chouchou.
That goes for you too, human!
I grant that dubious book of yours has some power,
but I have no intention of turning you loose.
I take it Thomas Berneux is dead?
And you've no idea who killed him, do you?
Now I see.
You've realized how valuable
The Book of Vanitas and I can be.
Very well.
Use me to your heart's content.
You'll be able to swiftly resolve
incidents involving curse-bearers.
And I'll no longer have to waste time searching for patients.
Deliver this letter to the front desk at Hôtel Chouchou.
Continue to use your room there while you are here in Paris.
So you'll be keeping an eye on us?
Your room? As in me too?!
Correct. You're that human's caretaker, are you not?
Definitely not!
Noé's right.
I am his caretaker!
You keep out of this!
Now, I'll cut to the chase, Amelia.
Yes?
Did you see Charlatan?
Charlatan?
I learned something interesting from some of the vampires I've treated.
Right before they realized they'd become curse-bearers, they'd all seen a similar sight.
They suddenly found themselves in a thick fog.
And there, they saw the Parade of Charlatan.
Fog? A parade?
I feel as if I saw something like what you have described
Forgive me. I just can't remember.
No dice, eh?
Perhaps you could exam her, Noé Archiviste?
You know who I am?
I received a letter from your mentor.
It included your name and a request that I
provide assistance during your stay in Paris.
Archiviste, the Fangs That Reveal Blood.
Well, Noé?
Would you like to drink my blood?
Don't worry.
You'll no longer see anything if you do drink it.
Sis, what's Archiviste?
It's a clan with the power to read people's memories by drinking their blood.
But I heard they died out long ago.
Please, if there is a way to search my memory, I'd like you to try.
If there was any way I could be of service
Very well.
Um Monsieur Noé?
Deeper.
I must go deeper.
I will lay bare that memory, the one even she has forgotten.
There.
That must be it!
Huh?
Where am I?
I was on my way home when
What is this?
I bid you welcome
to the Parade of Charlatan!
It is an accursed thing.
I'm done for if it catches me.
There you are.
Now, show me your true name.
I'll be defiled.
I'll be destroyed.
My life will—
Monsieur Noé!
What is it, Monsieur Noé?!
That thing stole it.
It was stolen!
Her true name! That thing was behind it!
I saw Charlatan.
I know not whether it was a dream or whether it was real.
But that thing corrupted Mademoiselle Amelia's name, I'm sure of it.
If that dark being is creating all those curse-bearers,
it shall pay dearly, mark my words!
I have heard the entire tale, good people.
Bonjour!
How I've longed to see you, Noé,
my beloved fiancé.
Huh?
What?
Fiancé?
No.
Come now!
Why go and spoil the fun?!
This is Dominique de Sade.
We're not betrothed. She is my childhood friend.
And at her feet is her attendant, Kreisler.
Those are real rose petals and flowers?!
Hello there, Murr!
It's been ages!
Dominique de Sade,
daughter of the Marquis de Sade, Lord of Altus, I presume.
You have friends among the nobility? Imagine that.
My maître is her grandfather.
Count Orlok, please forgive me for barging in like this.
No matter.
The House of de Sade's rude behavior predates your generation.
Such a sharp tongue.
I'm going to borrow Noé for a bit.
Domi, wait.
Please, Domi!
I've been invited to a masquerade ball.
You will escort me.
Why me? You could take somebody else.
I'm here because I was worried about you.
Lord Ruthven will be there tonight.
Rumor has it he is conducting his own research on curse-bearers.
You may even learn more about that Charlatan you mentioned.
The barrier, the product of an experiment gone wrong long ago, or so it's said.
It's a spatial distortion linking this
world to Altus, the vampires' world.
Noé!
Have you lost your mind?!
Humans weren't meant to cross the—
This isn't my first visit to Altus.
I learned that I can cross the barrier as long as I'm touching a vampire.
And thankfully,
you took my hand.
So what's the problem?
At any rate, let's step outside, Noé.
Why did you follow us, human?
Because I knew you wanted to separate Noé from me.
You've got that much right.
You really are an enigma, human.
You get stars in your eyes over here too?
This city never changes no matter how many times I visit.
Altus Paris.
Fangs That Reveal Blood
Fangs That Reveal Blood
Fangs That Reveal Blood
As soon as it all began
I could see how it would end
Like melting ice cream beginning to drip
I release a sigh that echoes ever so far
Ever so gently like ripples on the water
When I lose myself I become you
I'll meet all your desires
I'll cling to you
Lose the veil
'Cause tomorrow
All doubts will be dispelled
Was it you who I've been searching for
Spent my life alone and waited for?
So tenderly and endlessly
You made me whole, you made me whole
I'm sinking beneath all the tears
To a place beyond goodbyes
Torn through time by myself
You made me whole, you made me whole
Was it you who I heard through the door
When I cried and had no place to go?
Torn through time by myself
I know I'm never alone
Since I found your embrace
You made me whole, you made me whole
I lose myself
I lose myself
I know I'm never alone
Night of Sneering Masks
Night of Sneering Masks
Night of Sneering Masks