Dungeon People (2024) s01e10 Episode Script

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[footsteps padding]
[gentle music]
- [Clay] I was an adopted child,
so I never knew my
real mother and father.
Apparently, my parents had
connections
to the Thieves' Guild.
They died in an accident
while on a job,
so I was placed in
the care of the Guild,
and supposedly, I grew
attached to the man
who eventually became my father.
- Oh, I could tell
you some stories.
Back then, Brance,
well, it's a secret.
- [Clay] Honestly, I
think that's a lie.
However, I have a memory
of grasping onto my adopted
father's clothing at one point,
and well, that's enough for me.
My father is the one who
raised me, and I respect him.
That's why I came
here to this dungeon.
I'm chasing after him,
where he disappeared.
My current goal is to
clear the ninth floor.
When I've done that,
I'll go to the 10th.
I'm also curious about
this thing's true worth.
And separate from that,
I think I've finally started
getting used to my work.
Just a bit, though.
[Opening Song]
[playful music]
Morning, Belle.
- Well, good morning.
- I've been here for
a little while now,
and I've noticed
something kinda strange.
Before we get to work today,
do you mind if I ask you
something?
- Sure. What's up?
- I wondered, when do you sleep?
- Oh, I sleep every day.
[soft music]
- [Clay] Sometimes, late at
night.
- [Belle] Can you not fall
asleep?
- Not really.
- Some people have trouble
sleeping on an unfamiliar
pillow.
- Hmm.
And on days where I
get up too early?
Oh, you're already here?
[Belle giggles]
You're always working, aren't
you?
- Well, yeah.
You see, this is where I live.
- [Clay] You live here?
- I have a personal room,
but this whole dungeon
feels like my own
little home sweet home.
- Your home?
Because it's her home.
So is that why?
[Clay sighs]
- A sigh?
- The dungeon as a home.
I never even thought of that.
So tell me, were you
raised here, Belle?
- Raised here? I guess so.
It's where I spent
my early years.
- I see.
If she spent enough
time in the dungeon
to have been raised here,
it would stand to reason
that her perception of things
would be somewhat warped.
A home.
The dungeon as a house.
Well then, I'm sorry
that I destroyed the wall
to your house, Belle.
- [Belle] Huh?
No, no, it's fine.
- [Clay] In other
words, just because
you're in the
workspace doesn't mean
that you're actually working?
- Well, it is still possible
that I may be working,
but sometimes I'm not.
- [Clay] Which is it?
- Hmm?
How should I put it?
Let's see.
It has always been this way.
[Clay sighs]
I generally just do as I please
when there aren't any urgent
situations to be handled.
So work is sort of like
household chores, I suppose.
- Huh.
I haven't seen any rooms
meant for her entertainment
in the dungeon, aside from the
ones meant for development.
Even when she has time off,
does she still prefer
to manage the dungeon?
That's possible.
No, wait.
But you've gotta have
some sort of hobby
or something, right?
I mean, don't you?
For example, in my case,
I'll do maintenance on my
exploring gear for fun.
Belle doesn't use it often,
so that wouldn't be necessary.
Actually, where does she
even keep it normally?
What about restocking herbs
and assorted equipment?
That would just be
more work for Belle,
and I guess she'd leave that
up to the golems, anyway.
How about training?
I get the feeling Belle
doesn't do stuff like that.
What else?
What else is there?
Hmm.
I suppose that may be
the case after all.
Right.
To me, managing the dungeon is
work,
but to Belle, it's an everyday
task.
This is confusing.
I don't have any experience
with any other jobs
besides exploring, so
I just don't know.
Sorry for wasting your time.
- No worries.
- [Clay] Shall we get to work?
- Yes.
Well then, Ms. Clay.
Is there anything you
want to do today?
- Mm. What's this all about?
- Well, we went to the royal
castle the other day, right?
- We did.
- After dealing with a
troublesome lot like that,
I think it'd be a good idea to
take some time off from work.
- [Clay] You want me
to take some time off
after such a big job, you mean?
- Oh, no, don't think of
it as taking time off.
It's more like resting during
work.
- Hmm?
How's that different?
- [Belle] You won't
be doing any work,
but you'll still get paid.
- Is such recklessness
truly acceptable?
- Recklessness?
Um, well, it's much more tiring
for you having to deal with
humans than with monsters.
It's a reward for
your hard work.
- I see.
In that case, why not do
something you'd like to do then?
- Oh, don't worry.
I always do whatever I like.
- She's got a good life.
A reward?
What I want to do?
I can't even manage anything
in terms of dungeon work
on my own yet, much less figure
out something I want to do.
I need to study a whole lot more
so that tasks can
be left up to me.
Then I think I'd like to work.
- [Belle] But why?
- I want to hurry
up and become capable
of doing enough work
to earn my pay.
- Hold on. Now, my own
ineptitude comes into play too.
- That's not what I meant.
Working is what I want to do.
- So serious.
How do I handle that?
You only just started.
I'm still getting to know you,
so I don't want to
rush into anything
and assign you a fixed
job just yet, understand?
Besides, the majority
of my management tasks
need magic to handle anyway.
- Ugh.
[Belle laughs]
- But still, both Mr. Rangard
and I like you as a coworker.
There are still lots of
jobs you haven't seen yet,
so let's try out
all sorts of things
and try to find one
that works for you.
What I'm saying is, well,
it'd be really helpful if
you would give me this time.
- She needs time to think
of what to do next, huh?
Hmm.
Okay, fine.
I'll take a break for today.
- Great.
- Coworkers, huh?
That makes me feel
happy, for some reason.
[soft music]
[people chatting]
[footsteps thudding]
Long time no see.
You're Mr?
- The name is Pekkomo,
and it has been a while.
- Uh, right, Pekkomo.
Do you need something?
- Well, you've been
standing here staring
for quite a while now, and
honestly,
it's starting to make everyone
feel kind of uncomfortable.
- Hmm.
That wasn't my intent.
My apologies.
- [Pekkomo] What
brings you here?
Are you off duty today?
- [Clay] I'm looking for
someone.
Well, for a monster.
- [Pekkomo] Well, I'd say
you came to the right place.
- They all crowded around
me so eager to chat
on that first day, but now they
want nothing to do with me.
Makes it hard to call out to
them.
- The thing is-
- Please know that
I'll show no mercy
to anyone who acts
haphazardly towards Ms. Clay.
- Hmm?
- Uh, never mind.
They're probably all just
nervous.
I'm sure that's what it is.
I mean, you put up a fight
against that dragon
guy and everything.
- Yeah.
- Anyway.
Who are you looking for?
I'm already here,
so at least I can help
you find that monster.
- Uh, thank you.
You see, on that first
day I came here,
[all clamoring]
- [Binky] Hey, you're the
daughter
of that wind slicer guy, right?
- [Clay] What?
Wind slicer?
- The wind slicer, eh?
They said daughter,
so he's your dad?
- [Clay] That's what
I'd like to confirm,
- But how are you
gonna look for them?
- I've been listening
for their voice.
- [Pekkomo] Their voice?
- [Clay] The voice that
I heard back then was-
- [Binky] You're the daughter
of that wind slicer guy.
[Clay gasps]
- Hmm?
- [Binky] All right,
here's another one.
Okay, so would you rather
have a magic necklace
that makes you sing really good-
- That's the voice.
- [Binky] Magical feet-
[bright music]
- [Pekkomo] Dungeon people.
[bright music]
- [Binky] Dungeon people.
- That's the voice.
- Huh? Wait.
What's going on?
- Okay then, I have another one.
- [Clay] Pardon me.
- [Both] Huh?
- Oh, it's you!
- My apologies for interrupting,
but there's something
I'd like to ask.
Could I trouble you a bit?
- Go right ahead.
What is it?
Actually, I've got stuff
I wanna ask you, too.
So first off-
- Too close.
- Oh, my name is Binky,
by the way, okay?
Well, my real name's way longer,
but I figure it's easier
just to call me that.
'Kay? 'Kay?
- I-I see.
- I like my real name,
it's just-
[claps hands]
- My apologies, but could
you please calm down?
- What, I'm totally calm?
- Is she a kid?
- Hey, let's go somewhere else.
That attracted some serious
attention.
- Sorry.
- This should do just fine.
- See you around!
- Catch you later!
- So what did you wanna ask me?
I'm seriously super curious.
- [Clay] Is she
seriously just like this?
- I mean, meow!
- You asked in the past if I
was the wind slicer's daughter.
If you don't mind, I'd
like to hear more.
- Huh?
Did I really say that?
- She forgot?
Uh, so when Belle, I
mean, the administrator,
introduced me to everyone.
You remember that?
- Ah!
Oh yeah, I remember that.
I think.
- [Pekkomo] Which is it?
- I just sort of say whatever
comes to mind in the moment.
Do you remember every
detail of what you say?
- Ah, I suppose that
makes some sense.
- What? You should
remember stuff like that.
Okay, whatever.
I'd like you to tell
me what you know
about this wind slicer.
- No problem.
I can tell you for sure
that wind slicer guy
is a real dangerous explorer.
For just a moment,
you think you hear-
- You hear the sound of
the wind being sliced,
and then you're dead.
That's how he came
to be called that.
The source of the sound
is a knife being thrown.
They often come from outside
of your field of vision,
but they're so fast
you can't even see them
flying your way head on.
There are currently no
methods of countering it.
Hmm.
Have you fought him?
- I was done in before
I even realized it.
It was a total lie.
- Hmm.
- I mean, I died so quick, I
didn't actually hear a sound.
- Yeah, if you're
not skilled enough,
you'd never pick up
on such a thing.
- Sorry, I'm just assigned
to the fifth floor!
What's your excuse?
- Don't look at me.
I've never run into the guy.
- [Clay] Something feels off.
[punch lands]
[monster crashes]
- Hmm.
[Clay sighing]
What is it?
- [Clay] I just stood here.
I should have punched it, too.
- Don't worry about it.
There are plenty of
opponents out there
your fists won't work on,
and you can swap out weapons,
but you can never
swap out your hands.
- Huh? Sure, but-
- Even I'll use weapons,
depending on who I'm fighting,
but my fists, hmm.
It's more of a personal
obsession, like a hobby.
- Punching as a hobby?
The father I knew would
close the distance
and fight primarily
with martial arts.
I certainly don't think
he'd be bad at throwing,
but the thought of him making
that
his main weapon of choice,
it just feels wrong.
- From what you said,
you're thinking he made it
to the 10th floor, right?
I don't think I could take
him even if we did fight.
- [Binky] Oh yeah?
- Right.
The 10th floor.
I could see punching just
not doing the trick there.
If I think of it as him
changing up his style
to counter that.
No, I just can't picture it.
My dad, throwing knives?
It doesn't make sense.
- Why'd you say his daughter?
They look alike?
- It's a pretty famous
story that the wind slicer
brought his daughter
along to train her.
Haven't you heard that before?
- [Pekkomo] Seriously?
I've never heard a
story like that.
- Hmm.
[blade whooshes]
The wind slicer.
My dad's the only
one crazy enough
to have brought a
kid into the dungeon,
but he was so fixated
on using his fists,
so throwing knives?
It just doesn't add up.
I'm only just now realizing
that I don't think
I've ever seen my
father lose his temper.
And yet, I say so often
that I'll overcome him.
How overdramatic of me.
It's downright embarrassing.
I'm glad I never
said that to Belle.
That said,
my goal of growing stronger
remains unchanged.
All I need now
[metal clanging]
is a weapon.
I really want to obtain a weapon
made by Mr. Rangard.
I'll be training and
exploring the ninth floor
for the time being.
His nickname is the wind slicer?
That's far too cool,
for my old man.
So the goblin quarters
are located here
within the dungeon itself?
- Yes. We perform
selective breeding.
Pretty neat, huh?
- Selective, what's that mean?
- The goblin quarters are
here just beyond this door.
- I see.
Whoa.
[soft music]
It really is a goblin village.
- Ah!
- Hello there.
[goblin speaks gibberish]
Yes, that's right.
Time for inspection.
- [Clay] Goblinese?
Goblins.
Monsters assigned to
the early floors.
They can use daggers and clubs,
but prefer crude weapons.
On their own,
they're generally
understood to be weak,
and they hardly ever drop gems.
That means they don't
transfer back to the crystal.
A large number of them are
killed
each and every day.
In other words, they
must multiply fast enough
to make up for that.
As for how they reproduce,
they capture women of other
races and impregnate them!
[goblin yelps]
- Hmm? What's the
matter with you?
- I was thinking about
under what circumstances
the young goblins
here were reproduced.
- Ah, yes. I see.
Well we were about to
go look in on that
so I can explain as we do.
[goblin groaning]
- What?
This is just a field.
- Yes.
- [Clay] A sprout.
- [Belle] This is a goblin
field.
- A goblin field?
Does she mean a field to
grow food for goblins?
There aren't any goblins
working here, huh?
- That's because they're not
quite suited for the job.
- So they aren't intelligent
enough
to grow and harvest
their own vegetables?
- Huh? No, you've
got it all wrong.
All these sprouts
you see are goblins
growing in the field.
- [Clay] Goblins are growing
here?
[tense music]
In the dirt?
[soft music]
So, so this is a goblin?
- Yup, that's right.
It's sprouting but it still
needs
to grow a little more.
Oh, look!
Perfect timing.
They're about to harvest.
Let's go observe.
[golem chatters]
We're here to watch.
[golem chattering]
[dirt spraying]
- Whoa! The sprout is
growing from its horn!
It came off!
- My predecessor is the one
who set up this process.
- How intriguing.
- Yes! Apparently he
deployed normal goblins
at the beginning, but
rather than multiplying
like he thought they would,
they were all wiped out.
- They really are goblins, then?
- It was too difficult
for us to capture
the few female explorers
that came through
and reproduced that way.
- I guess you have to deal
with such concerns
on the other side
of things, huh?
- And so my predecessor
did some research
and found that they
were highly compatible
with the earth spirit,
and it became clear
that goblins possessed
vegetable like traits.
[Clay groans]
Huh?
You see, when a goblin dies,
the dungeon absorbs the body.
Then this big tree here
gathers all of that up
and produces seeds.
Then the spirits do some things,
and they can be
grown in the fields.
- Of course.
- [Belle] Her face says
she got none of that.
- What is it that they're
drinking?
- A specialized nutrient
supplement.
If you feed them too much
variety,
they get carried away
and become gourmands.
- Sounds like a lot
of trouble to me.
- I'd like to try to make
some small improvements,
but this is the technique of
my predecessor I don't have.
- Really, you don't?
- Nope.
He never taught this
to me, I'm afraid.
However, that doesn't
mean that I've given up.
So I am researching
it bit by bit.
[Belle giggles]
- So-
- I'll take them for you.
- There are things that
even Belle can't do.
Hmm.
[all chattering]
They look like they're captured
criminals or something.
- Oh, well if you leave them be,
they'll start digging up the
fields and cannibalizing.
- They're cannibals?
- That's right.
We treat them like that till
they're ready for the village.
- Still.
To think that goblins
grow from seeds.
Explorers would overcome the
monsters
with numbers alone.
So the revival with the gems
and the system with the
goblins are necessary.
Wait.
Are they necessary?
- What's the matter?
- Uh, no, it's nothing.
Why does Belle go to such
lengths
just to maintain the dungeon?
[Ending Song]
- [Binky] Hey, I bet you wanna
know my real name, right?
But there's no way I'm telling
you!
What's that?
You wanna call me Silky? No way!
- [Clay] Next time on
"Dungeon People", episode 11.
Those Who Are Not Protected.
Do you want something?
- Nah, I'm good!