Apocalypse Hotel (2025) s01e10 Episode Script
Clean Sheets Symbolize Pure Hearts
1
Did I look like Mommy?
Yeah, you were perfect.
You're amazing, Tamako!
A veritable tanuki genius!
Yay!
I'm sure your great-grandma's
smiling down on you, too.
Episode 10
Clean Sheets Symbolize Pure Hearts
Feel free to avail yourself of this service.
We offer our beloved guests
our heartfelt hospitality and our
brightest smiles, every single day.
Welcome to the Gingarou Hotel.
Heartfelt, huh?
Indeed!
I look forward to today, then.
Do you have a reservation?
No, I don't.
Understood. Would you like
a room for the night?
Yes, just for tonight.
I'd prefer a room with a large bed.
We have rooms with double beds
available for you.
Yes, that sounds good.
Please fill out this registration card, then.
Right. I have two more requests
to make, if that's all right.
Say "secrete"!
Me too!
Make me look good!
That'll do for pics.
You all look great.
I happen to be pretty shy.
I'd like to dine in my own room.
Mr. Slurpity Slurp, is it?
Certainly. We'll bring your meals
up to your room.
Great.
Also, should anyone ask
if I'm staying here
Could you keep it under wraps?
Our guests' privacy is of
the utmost importance to us.
Please rest assured.
Here is your room key.
Oh, I'll take my bag myself.
That's a lovely vase.
But objects like these,
with hearts and souls poured into them,
tend to attract unsavory elements, too
Sir—
Your dinner is here.
Excellent. Would you leave it there?
Did you bring it for me?
Yep! I'm a manager-in-training intern!
Yeah? Thank you, dear.
Good girls deserve candy.
Here.
Mister!
Thank you!
Thank you kindly!
And you mean "sir," not "mister."
A very good night to you.
Fuguri Ponzan
Warped
It's all getting warped.
Sir, it's past your check-out time.
Sir?
I'm opening the door.
Excuse me.
What's this smell?
Sir
He He's dead!
Huh?!
What's going on?!
The CCTV footage indicates that you were
the last person to enter this room, Ponko.
Wait, no! I didn't kill him!
He's dead!
So stinky!
Look, Mommy, he's dead!
Get away from here, Tamako!
So, how exactly did you kill him?
It wasn't me, I swear.
Sure, I did think he was a bit creepy,
but I wouldn't kill someone for that.
I'm scanning your breathing and heart rate
to check for lies in your statement.
You're innocent.
You really thought it was me, huh?
But if it wasn't you
The culprit must've entered through the
window, murdered the guest somehow,
and fled through the window again.
But the exterior face is equipped
with animal sensors, which means
it can't have been an organic life form.
You mean one of the robot
employees is the murderer?
The culprit is you!
No way, Cooky
Huh? You served him a stew darkened
by black carrots as white stew?
That certainly is dark.
But there are no signs that
the guest touched his food.
Not guilty.
Then the culprit is you!
Flycatchy, tell me it's not true.
You let a mosquito escape?!
A London Underground mosquito.
I don't see any blood
So not guilty.
I guess you can't fit through
the window with that body anyway.
Oh, I was the one who opened the window, too.
We have a cold case.
It's said that any hotel that ends up being
the scene of a murder quickly loses guests.
We'll cover this up.
What?!
We have a new guest.
We offer our beloved guests our heartfelt
hospitality and our brightest smiles!
Welcome to the Gingarou Hotel.
I'd like to stay until tomorrow morning.
Back from the dead!
No, still dead.
What're you talking about?
Our shifts tomorrow.
Whatever.
The long space journey wore me out.
I want a room with a double bed.
We're terribly sorry, but we only have
single-bed rooms available at the moment.
But a double just opened up!
I'll take that one, then.
Here. A cursed room,
recommended by Tamako truly.
Cursed?
We can show you to a single at once!
Nope. I want a double.
Please sign this, then.
Tell me something.
Do you recognize this man?
Hey, it's you!
That's you, yes?
What are you talking about?
We're nothing alike!
O-Our apologies.
This man, Sneakity Sneak,
is the worst serial bomber psycho
terrorist bastard in space history!
Serial bomber psycho
terrorist bastard, you say?
Yeah. He's caused countless
deaths on planets all over.
If you know anything, spit it out.
Are you a bomber bastard, too?
No. Let me introduce myself.
I'm a cosmic detective.
Even you hicks should be
able to understand that.
Mr. Squirtity Squirt
We're terribly sorry, but we don't
know of any Mr. Sneakity Sneak.
We'll let you know when your room
is cleaned and ready,
so please take a seat.
Nah, I don't care if you're still cleaning.
Sir, you mustn't!
Ugh, the stench won't go away!
I've crossed light centuries hunting for him.
Countless times, I've had him
almost within my grasp,
but he always wriggles out
from between my fingers.
Oh, Tamako, your shoelaces have come untied.
Huh?
My shoes don't have laces.
Okay, lift your arm.
Let's get rid of that stench.
I couldn't tell you why Lady Luck
always takes his side.
But wherever he goes, he sways people
into aiding and abetting him.
Oh, now it's my laces.
Your shoes don't have laces either.
But mark my words: his luck
favors him and him alone.
Everyone else he drags into his schemes
inevitably meets a gruesome end.
Now it's your laces, sir!
Hello?
What? This room?!
Clean Sheets Symbolize Pure Hearts
Something reeks.
If it bothers you, we'd be happy
to arrange another room.
Nah, I like it.
Hey, it's Mommy!
Shh!
You have a twin, mister?
I'm an only child.
But you two look so alike!
Who do you mean?
Sir.
It's time for your afternoon tea.
Didn't ask for it.
I'll continue my investigation.
It's complimentary.
The sugar content might help you
investigate with a sharper mind.
Please, come along.
I hope you liked it.
It tasted okay.
This cake plate adds
to the experience, though.
That's a creation by
modern ceramist Fuguri Ponzan.
I happen to possess a fairly discerning eye.
One look is all I need
to tell good work from bad.
To tell truth from lies.
Hey, Daddy!
Are you helping out like a good girl?
Yep! I carried something earlier
that was this big!
Attagirl. Where's Mommy?
Mommy is
Didn't ask for it.
I'll continue my investigation.
It's complimentary.
What are you doing, Mommy?
Giving our guest a bath.
in the bath with the candy man.
What?
Huh? The candy man?
Yep!
Looks like this.
Where is he right now?!
Ponko!
Oh, Yachiyo.
Let's hide him somewhere for now.
Right.
He's coming this way.
Is he gone?
Yes. But he seems to have
caught on to something.
We have to hide the body
where it simply can't be found.
There's a good hiding place, apparently.
Not quite.
Next.
Yes, this is a food safety issue.
Next!
Can't see the face, at least.
Next!
Movie
The Lingering White Shadow
Now Showing
Can you blame me?
There was no other way.
You know that.
Eek! Scary!
Is this gonna work?
It should be fine.
Right?
What's this?
What used to be called
"a movie" on this planet.
We show them so that our guests can gain
a better understanding of Earth culture.
This one, however, is a dud.
I see.
Hey, mister.
What? You're in the way.
Gimme candy!
You've got the candy face,
so I know you have them!
Stop that!
I've got some in my bag,
so you can have one after the movie.
Boo.
You got me, Inspector.
But it's too late now.
My hands are already stained with blood.
It's not too late. You can make amends.
Wash your hands nice and good!
What's that?
Legs?
Why wouldn't you wash your hands?!
Cast
Inspector Washington
\h\hUnar Medini
Tulete Phorher
\h\hSilky Silkerton
Movies are great.
What the heck?!
Let me go!
You mustn't! You'll destroy
the hotel's reputation!
Nobody'll find out!
Let me just dump this already!
That's not the problem here!
Today isn't burnable garbage day.
I'm sick and tired. Let's turn ourselves in.
I want to be clear of this mess.
We can't run from it!
Don't run away from running away.
We must keep running until the bitter end!
I'd sworn to never run away again,
but here I was, running away
from running away again.
Right now, who runs wins!
We'll be Winderellas!
I wanna win!
And win we shall.
Say, Yachiyo. How much trouble
are we in if we lose?
Japanese law says abandonment of a corpse
is punishable by up to three years' jail time.
Three years Three years, huh?
How many years has it been since we met?
It's been 527 years, 75 days, and six hours.
That makes three years
not sound like very long.
True.
Let's be together forever, okay, Yachiyo?
Of course.
Hey! What's with that arm?!
Hold it!
Eek!
It's a murder!
No! I didn't hit him, okay?
So you were hiding him after all.
Your game's up.
W-We're not hiding anything. Right, Yachiyo?
Where is he?!
I'm right here!
It's me, Ponko's cucked husband!
You came to help me, Ponstin?
It's okay. We can start over.
With what?
You lot don't understand how dangerous he is.
He has tiny, candy-shaped bombs
that can destroy entire planets!
Don't move!
But
You're all
You
Heh.
My cosmic detective instincts
were on point.
I did it I killed him
It seems the blunt force trauma
wasn't the direct cause of death.
What now, Yachiyo?
We'll cover this up.
Grandma.
I've made the greatest bowl ever.
Translation: Sriram Gurunathan
Editing & Typesetting: Geoff Mazzolini
Subtitle Timing: Mariana Martinez
Did I look like Mommy?
Yeah, you were perfect.
You're amazing, Tamako!
A veritable tanuki genius!
Yay!
I'm sure your great-grandma's
smiling down on you, too.
Episode 10
Clean Sheets Symbolize Pure Hearts
Feel free to avail yourself of this service.
We offer our beloved guests
our heartfelt hospitality and our
brightest smiles, every single day.
Welcome to the Gingarou Hotel.
Heartfelt, huh?
Indeed!
I look forward to today, then.
Do you have a reservation?
No, I don't.
Understood. Would you like
a room for the night?
Yes, just for tonight.
I'd prefer a room with a large bed.
We have rooms with double beds
available for you.
Yes, that sounds good.
Please fill out this registration card, then.
Right. I have two more requests
to make, if that's all right.
Say "secrete"!
Me too!
Make me look good!
That'll do for pics.
You all look great.
I happen to be pretty shy.
I'd like to dine in my own room.
Mr. Slurpity Slurp, is it?
Certainly. We'll bring your meals
up to your room.
Great.
Also, should anyone ask
if I'm staying here
Could you keep it under wraps?
Our guests' privacy is of
the utmost importance to us.
Please rest assured.
Here is your room key.
Oh, I'll take my bag myself.
That's a lovely vase.
But objects like these,
with hearts and souls poured into them,
tend to attract unsavory elements, too
Sir—
Your dinner is here.
Excellent. Would you leave it there?
Did you bring it for me?
Yep! I'm a manager-in-training intern!
Yeah? Thank you, dear.
Good girls deserve candy.
Here.
Mister!
Thank you!
Thank you kindly!
And you mean "sir," not "mister."
A very good night to you.
Fuguri Ponzan
Warped
It's all getting warped.
Sir, it's past your check-out time.
Sir?
I'm opening the door.
Excuse me.
What's this smell?
Sir
He He's dead!
Huh?!
What's going on?!
The CCTV footage indicates that you were
the last person to enter this room, Ponko.
Wait, no! I didn't kill him!
He's dead!
So stinky!
Look, Mommy, he's dead!
Get away from here, Tamako!
So, how exactly did you kill him?
It wasn't me, I swear.
Sure, I did think he was a bit creepy,
but I wouldn't kill someone for that.
I'm scanning your breathing and heart rate
to check for lies in your statement.
You're innocent.
You really thought it was me, huh?
But if it wasn't you
The culprit must've entered through the
window, murdered the guest somehow,
and fled through the window again.
But the exterior face is equipped
with animal sensors, which means
it can't have been an organic life form.
You mean one of the robot
employees is the murderer?
The culprit is you!
No way, Cooky
Huh? You served him a stew darkened
by black carrots as white stew?
That certainly is dark.
But there are no signs that
the guest touched his food.
Not guilty.
Then the culprit is you!
Flycatchy, tell me it's not true.
You let a mosquito escape?!
A London Underground mosquito.
I don't see any blood
So not guilty.
I guess you can't fit through
the window with that body anyway.
Oh, I was the one who opened the window, too.
We have a cold case.
It's said that any hotel that ends up being
the scene of a murder quickly loses guests.
We'll cover this up.
What?!
We have a new guest.
We offer our beloved guests our heartfelt
hospitality and our brightest smiles!
Welcome to the Gingarou Hotel.
I'd like to stay until tomorrow morning.
Back from the dead!
No, still dead.
What're you talking about?
Our shifts tomorrow.
Whatever.
The long space journey wore me out.
I want a room with a double bed.
We're terribly sorry, but we only have
single-bed rooms available at the moment.
But a double just opened up!
I'll take that one, then.
Here. A cursed room,
recommended by Tamako truly.
Cursed?
We can show you to a single at once!
Nope. I want a double.
Please sign this, then.
Tell me something.
Do you recognize this man?
Hey, it's you!
That's you, yes?
What are you talking about?
We're nothing alike!
O-Our apologies.
This man, Sneakity Sneak,
is the worst serial bomber psycho
terrorist bastard in space history!
Serial bomber psycho
terrorist bastard, you say?
Yeah. He's caused countless
deaths on planets all over.
If you know anything, spit it out.
Are you a bomber bastard, too?
No. Let me introduce myself.
I'm a cosmic detective.
Even you hicks should be
able to understand that.
Mr. Squirtity Squirt
We're terribly sorry, but we don't
know of any Mr. Sneakity Sneak.
We'll let you know when your room
is cleaned and ready,
so please take a seat.
Nah, I don't care if you're still cleaning.
Sir, you mustn't!
Ugh, the stench won't go away!
I've crossed light centuries hunting for him.
Countless times, I've had him
almost within my grasp,
but he always wriggles out
from between my fingers.
Oh, Tamako, your shoelaces have come untied.
Huh?
My shoes don't have laces.
Okay, lift your arm.
Let's get rid of that stench.
I couldn't tell you why Lady Luck
always takes his side.
But wherever he goes, he sways people
into aiding and abetting him.
Oh, now it's my laces.
Your shoes don't have laces either.
But mark my words: his luck
favors him and him alone.
Everyone else he drags into his schemes
inevitably meets a gruesome end.
Now it's your laces, sir!
Hello?
What? This room?!
Clean Sheets Symbolize Pure Hearts
Something reeks.
If it bothers you, we'd be happy
to arrange another room.
Nah, I like it.
Hey, it's Mommy!
Shh!
You have a twin, mister?
I'm an only child.
But you two look so alike!
Who do you mean?
Sir.
It's time for your afternoon tea.
Didn't ask for it.
I'll continue my investigation.
It's complimentary.
The sugar content might help you
investigate with a sharper mind.
Please, come along.
I hope you liked it.
It tasted okay.
This cake plate adds
to the experience, though.
That's a creation by
modern ceramist Fuguri Ponzan.
I happen to possess a fairly discerning eye.
One look is all I need
to tell good work from bad.
To tell truth from lies.
Hey, Daddy!
Are you helping out like a good girl?
Yep! I carried something earlier
that was this big!
Attagirl. Where's Mommy?
Mommy is
Didn't ask for it.
I'll continue my investigation.
It's complimentary.
What are you doing, Mommy?
Giving our guest a bath.
in the bath with the candy man.
What?
Huh? The candy man?
Yep!
Looks like this.
Where is he right now?!
Ponko!
Oh, Yachiyo.
Let's hide him somewhere for now.
Right.
He's coming this way.
Is he gone?
Yes. But he seems to have
caught on to something.
We have to hide the body
where it simply can't be found.
There's a good hiding place, apparently.
Not quite.
Next.
Yes, this is a food safety issue.
Next!
Can't see the face, at least.
Next!
Movie
The Lingering White Shadow
Now Showing
Can you blame me?
There was no other way.
You know that.
Eek! Scary!
Is this gonna work?
It should be fine.
Right?
What's this?
What used to be called
"a movie" on this planet.
We show them so that our guests can gain
a better understanding of Earth culture.
This one, however, is a dud.
I see.
Hey, mister.
What? You're in the way.
Gimme candy!
You've got the candy face,
so I know you have them!
Stop that!
I've got some in my bag,
so you can have one after the movie.
Boo.
You got me, Inspector.
But it's too late now.
My hands are already stained with blood.
It's not too late. You can make amends.
Wash your hands nice and good!
What's that?
Legs?
Why wouldn't you wash your hands?!
Cast
Inspector Washington
\h\hUnar Medini
Tulete Phorher
\h\hSilky Silkerton
Movies are great.
What the heck?!
Let me go!
You mustn't! You'll destroy
the hotel's reputation!
Nobody'll find out!
Let me just dump this already!
That's not the problem here!
Today isn't burnable garbage day.
I'm sick and tired. Let's turn ourselves in.
I want to be clear of this mess.
We can't run from it!
Don't run away from running away.
We must keep running until the bitter end!
I'd sworn to never run away again,
but here I was, running away
from running away again.
Right now, who runs wins!
We'll be Winderellas!
I wanna win!
And win we shall.
Say, Yachiyo. How much trouble
are we in if we lose?
Japanese law says abandonment of a corpse
is punishable by up to three years' jail time.
Three years Three years, huh?
How many years has it been since we met?
It's been 527 years, 75 days, and six hours.
That makes three years
not sound like very long.
True.
Let's be together forever, okay, Yachiyo?
Of course.
Hey! What's with that arm?!
Hold it!
Eek!
It's a murder!
No! I didn't hit him, okay?
So you were hiding him after all.
Your game's up.
W-We're not hiding anything. Right, Yachiyo?
Where is he?!
I'm right here!
It's me, Ponko's cucked husband!
You came to help me, Ponstin?
It's okay. We can start over.
With what?
You lot don't understand how dangerous he is.
He has tiny, candy-shaped bombs
that can destroy entire planets!
Don't move!
But
You're all
You
Heh.
My cosmic detective instincts
were on point.
I did it I killed him
It seems the blunt force trauma
wasn't the direct cause of death.
What now, Yachiyo?
We'll cover this up.
Grandma.
I've made the greatest bowl ever.
Translation: Sriram Gurunathan
Editing & Typesetting: Geoff Mazzolini
Subtitle Timing: Mariana Martinez