The Case Study of Vanitas (2021) s01e12 Episode Script
Point of Departure
What?
You want to go back for your hat and parasol?
Lady Dominique selected them especially for me.
No, don't be silly.
Worst-case scenario, the chasseurs have already been summoned.
Lady Dominique
Let's go.
I'll escort you to the barrier.
What?
Perhaps you'd intended to stay with me till the morning?
No! I can't leave without achieving my original objective!
Original objective?
You mean determining whether your love for me is true?
Mission accomplished, is it not?
Yeah, right, dream on!
I've done all this so I'd never have to see you again!
I've worked so hard to make it happen!
I quietly suffered unbearable humiliation just to pretend I was in love with—
Oops.
Yes, I did find that side of you quite lovely today.
I knew that's what I liked about you.
Huh?
Still, I'm surprised Luca let you come see me alone.
Are you sure it's okay?
Oh, you didn't tell him?
Master Luca is with his elder brother.
The grand duke's brother.
You speak of the Bestia Loki.
That's why I was told to take the day off
and received permission to come see you.
Permission?
From whom?
Lord Ruthven?
Huh? Yes, but how
Vanitas?!
Noé!
What is it, Vanitas?
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
Swear to me.
On one occasion, at the time of my choosing,
you shall obey my command, no matter what it may be.
Swear it.
Swear it!
I swear that
on one occasion, at the time of your choosing,
I shall obey your command, no matter what it may be.
I swear it.
Excellent.
What? Why didn't you kill him?
I changed my mind.
The Shapeless One concerns me.
We must discover why that monster
is keeping an Archiviste close at hand.
Until then, it may be wiser to use the boy as a pawn.
He's but a child.
We could slay him anytime we wish.
I have high hopes for you, my lad.
When the time comes, do not forget your vow.
It's already dark outside!
Did I really sleep that long?!
Vanitas, why are you so out of breath?
Huh? Have you been injured?
Never mind that.
Why did Vanitas run off like that?
If he hasn't returned by now,
I suppose I can leave.
Jeanne.
Maître Ruthven, what are you doing here?
There was a matter that couldn't wait to be dealt with.
Upon hearing a vampire had caused an uproar on Montmartre, I thought I'd come have a look.
That was your doing, Jeanne?
P-Please, forgive me!
I swear I didn't harm a single human!
Actually, I mean, I did bite this one human, but it was consensual! I had their consent!
Then there shall be no problem.
How lovely you look.
I have no doubt Éric and Louise would have loved to have seen you like this.
Maître.
The night grows cold.
Come now, Jeanne, let's go home.
Well? Were they over there?
Nope, no sign of 'em.
How about calling off the search?
It seems they made a clean escape.
Still, Jeanne was clearly acting strange.
I'll keep looking a bit longer.
Roland!
Greetings, Olivier!
I can't believe you found me.
I hear you've been sneaking around searching for something.
Sneaking around? That's not nice.
I'm simply brushing up on my history.
History?
That's right.
The history of humans and vampires, to be precise.
No need to look so angry.
I haven't laid a hand on any of the forbidden tomes.
Why do this now?
I thought I might find something unlike anything before.
I had always thought of vampires as pure evil.
Of that, I had no doubt.
I had no grounds to question it.
But I've learned that's not true!
My eyes are open!
There is no cause for concern.
One so deeply faithful as Captain Roland would never do harm to the church.
You do not understand, Georges.
Strictly speaking, it is not God he believes in.
He believes in himself as one of the Lord's faithful.
You listen to me, Roland!
You are a chasseur, a hunter of vampires in our Lord's name!
If our superiors learn of such remarks, you'll be deemed dangerous.
And if worst comes to worst,
your parents and siblings may come to harm!
Say, Olivier.
How many paladins do you think I could battle on my own?
What?
Three? Four?
Maybe even more if I wanted to tempt fate?
What is this non—
Oh, but
I imagine I'd be hard-pressed if I battled you.
After all that, he has the nerve to threaten me?
You understand, Olivier?
You know what kind of man I am.
I can only believe in that which I believe to be true.
Hell's bells.
What is this?
Quack!
Dante.
Dominique's not with you?
What? Domi?
Aw, hell. I thought you might be on to us.
Anyone who didn't notice that needs their head examined.
I won't argue that.
But enough about that, quack!
Some unbelievable info just came in!
The Beast lives!
The Beast of Gévaudan has reared its head!
Gévau what?
Now that's interesting.
Don't spare the details, Dante.
It is said to have resembled an enormous wolf.
Its large maw was twisted, and its ears pointed.
It had sharp claws and a body covered in red fur.
And it had many black stripes upon its back.
In the 18th-century regions of Auvergne and Gévaudan,
over 100 women and children were
brutally ripped to shreds by this thing.
Known as the Beast of Gévaudan,
it had the people cowering in fear.
Even now, there are all sorts of theories as to what the Beast really was.
But back then, both the church and vampires agreed on one thing.
The Beast of Gévaudan was none other than a curse-bearing vampire!
So what's this about the Beast of Gévaudan rearing its head?
Is it truly the same Beast as the 18th-century killer?
Honestly, I can't say either way yet.
But five bodies have already turned up this month.
All the killings differed. Some had their entrails devoured or heads torn off.
Just like in the 18th century, eh?
Yeah, and there are even eyewitness accounts of the Beast.
So? What's the plan, quack?
I'll go see for myself whether it really is a curse-bearer.
What will you do, Noé?
Who?
Me?
Let me think.
I
Um
I think it sounds truly delicious.
Huh?
Delicious? You don't mean the Beast, do you?
I didn't see that one coming.
Don't tell me you have some kind of creepy food fetish.
This is bad, bad. Really bad.
Vanitas's blood smells so good.
I can't focus on the conversation.
It doesn't make sense.
I already knew how good it smelled.
Why do I feel this way?
I'm starving!
I slept the entire day away.
Which means I haven't eaten anything!
Which means I'm absolutely ravenous!
Yes, that must be it!
When I'm hungry, I always get thirsty too!
So it's because I slept too much.
I do feel really lethargic.
Damn it.
It feels like my sense of smell is only getting stronger.
His blood smells positively delectable.
I must have a taste.
No, wait! I should have some bread or something first.
I want blood.
I know, but we're in the midst of an important conversation.
Wait. Is it all right to suck the blood of a human that has been marked?
It smells so sweet.
Just a taste will do.
He must let me try.
What's with him?
Beats me.
This is like the time I sucked the blood of that village child just for fun.
Listen well, Mon Chaton.
You have the power to see people's memories by sucking their blood.
That means you have to be more careful than other vampires.
So then
In other words, he means blood-sucking is a form of communication.
So if you thirst for someone's blood,
you must coax them into letting you have it.
Coax them?!
What?
How am I supposed to do that?!
Noé, what's gotten into—
Vanitas!
Your blood has a divine aroma that one would not imagine possible given your intolerable personality and attitude.
Huh?
Are you picking a fight?
It's a compliment!
Right.
So, in other words, what I'm trying to say is
Vanitas! I want but a taste of your—
Archiviste!
I'll say this but once, so listen well.
If you make any attempt to suck my blood and thereby peer into my memories,
I will kill you.
Is that clear?
Yes.
Please forgive me.
I sure bungled that.
You have it all wrong.
I didn't want to peer into your memories.
Then again, is that really true?
Maybe I'm wrong.
You always ponder the simple stuff like emotions and love
I
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
As prose goes it's all hollow dissatisfaction, or so I ponder
Lie by lie it all piles up
Just stop it already.
A simple toy makes its motions
You're knocking me off-kilter.
If you've got a bone to pick with me, out with it!
Rusted head shaking all the way
It was only my daydream, but I finally saw you smile
No, it's nothing like that.
I wanted to say that what happened yesterday was all my fault.
Whilst we're still in ignorant bliss I just want us to be laughing
Truth be told, part of me wants to blame you for
emitting such a sickly sweet scent around a vampire.
Stop looking for answers, I'll be fine as long as you're satisfied
Watch it!
But if I had to say,
I can't swear that sucking your blood wasn't a pretext born of my desire to get a glimpse of your past.
I love this world, and I love it all so much that I'd risk it all
But if I had to mechanize this song, it would
Why even bother peering into my past?
Sound ever so humorous
What would you gain from that?
I don't know what I would gain and whatnot,
but I did once say to you,
I may not boast a past to be proud of
But isn't my impassioned voice beautiful?
"I do find you intriguing."
Does that Archiviste power of yours let you see
memories in people's blood, no matter the source?
When the sky and void meet, turn back from dreams of what may loom
When the sky and void meet, it's the start of when you will bloom
No, it's just like draining life energy.
When the sky and void meet, it's a cycle being born and meeting doom
You must suck the blood from their veins if you wish to delve into their memories.
Let's destroy the void and future both, then laugh
With other sources, I may, in rare cases,
see fragments of emotions.
I see.
In that case, the next time I'm injured,
you can lap up the blood on my clothes.
I love this world, and I love the light that only you can bring me
But that's a one-time offer.
Even with my fractured eyes it makes this world
What?! Really?!
Just kidding.
What?!
Appear ever so radiant
There's nothing certain in life
But I'm sure you can see me
All right, let's go, Noé.
Okay!
We'll take this to Gévaudan.
This?!
Pardon me.
No need.
It was entirely my fault,
monsieur.
Noé, over here.
Wait for me, Vanitas!
I-I'm so sleepy.
You haven't slept a wink?
I was sure that you would go off and abandon me when I wasn't looking.
We have a long way to go.
You'd best get some sleep while you can.
If I fall asleep
you're not going to leave me?
I'll wake you when we're there.
Now get some sleep.
Point of Departure
Point of Departure
Point of Departure
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
At last, the time has come.
Here in Gévaudan,
I shall make my song of vengeance echo across the land.
You want to go back for your hat and parasol?
Lady Dominique selected them especially for me.
No, don't be silly.
Worst-case scenario, the chasseurs have already been summoned.
Lady Dominique
Let's go.
I'll escort you to the barrier.
What?
Perhaps you'd intended to stay with me till the morning?
No! I can't leave without achieving my original objective!
Original objective?
You mean determining whether your love for me is true?
Mission accomplished, is it not?
Yeah, right, dream on!
I've done all this so I'd never have to see you again!
I've worked so hard to make it happen!
I quietly suffered unbearable humiliation just to pretend I was in love with—
Oops.
Yes, I did find that side of you quite lovely today.
I knew that's what I liked about you.
Huh?
Still, I'm surprised Luca let you come see me alone.
Are you sure it's okay?
Oh, you didn't tell him?
Master Luca is with his elder brother.
The grand duke's brother.
You speak of the Bestia Loki.
That's why I was told to take the day off
and received permission to come see you.
Permission?
From whom?
Lord Ruthven?
Huh? Yes, but how
Vanitas?!
Noé!
What is it, Vanitas?
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
Swear to me.
On one occasion, at the time of my choosing,
you shall obey my command, no matter what it may be.
Swear it.
Swear it!
I swear that
on one occasion, at the time of your choosing,
I shall obey your command, no matter what it may be.
I swear it.
Excellent.
What? Why didn't you kill him?
I changed my mind.
The Shapeless One concerns me.
We must discover why that monster
is keeping an Archiviste close at hand.
Until then, it may be wiser to use the boy as a pawn.
He's but a child.
We could slay him anytime we wish.
I have high hopes for you, my lad.
When the time comes, do not forget your vow.
It's already dark outside!
Did I really sleep that long?!
Vanitas, why are you so out of breath?
Huh? Have you been injured?
Never mind that.
Why did Vanitas run off like that?
If he hasn't returned by now,
I suppose I can leave.
Jeanne.
Maître Ruthven, what are you doing here?
There was a matter that couldn't wait to be dealt with.
Upon hearing a vampire had caused an uproar on Montmartre, I thought I'd come have a look.
That was your doing, Jeanne?
P-Please, forgive me!
I swear I didn't harm a single human!
Actually, I mean, I did bite this one human, but it was consensual! I had their consent!
Then there shall be no problem.
How lovely you look.
I have no doubt Éric and Louise would have loved to have seen you like this.
Maître.
The night grows cold.
Come now, Jeanne, let's go home.
Well? Were they over there?
Nope, no sign of 'em.
How about calling off the search?
It seems they made a clean escape.
Still, Jeanne was clearly acting strange.
I'll keep looking a bit longer.
Roland!
Greetings, Olivier!
I can't believe you found me.
I hear you've been sneaking around searching for something.
Sneaking around? That's not nice.
I'm simply brushing up on my history.
History?
That's right.
The history of humans and vampires, to be precise.
No need to look so angry.
I haven't laid a hand on any of the forbidden tomes.
Why do this now?
I thought I might find something unlike anything before.
I had always thought of vampires as pure evil.
Of that, I had no doubt.
I had no grounds to question it.
But I've learned that's not true!
My eyes are open!
There is no cause for concern.
One so deeply faithful as Captain Roland would never do harm to the church.
You do not understand, Georges.
Strictly speaking, it is not God he believes in.
He believes in himself as one of the Lord's faithful.
You listen to me, Roland!
You are a chasseur, a hunter of vampires in our Lord's name!
If our superiors learn of such remarks, you'll be deemed dangerous.
And if worst comes to worst,
your parents and siblings may come to harm!
Say, Olivier.
How many paladins do you think I could battle on my own?
What?
Three? Four?
Maybe even more if I wanted to tempt fate?
What is this non—
Oh, but
I imagine I'd be hard-pressed if I battled you.
After all that, he has the nerve to threaten me?
You understand, Olivier?
You know what kind of man I am.
I can only believe in that which I believe to be true.
Hell's bells.
What is this?
Quack!
Dante.
Dominique's not with you?
What? Domi?
Aw, hell. I thought you might be on to us.
Anyone who didn't notice that needs their head examined.
I won't argue that.
But enough about that, quack!
Some unbelievable info just came in!
The Beast lives!
The Beast of Gévaudan has reared its head!
Gévau what?
Now that's interesting.
Don't spare the details, Dante.
It is said to have resembled an enormous wolf.
Its large maw was twisted, and its ears pointed.
It had sharp claws and a body covered in red fur.
And it had many black stripes upon its back.
In the 18th-century regions of Auvergne and Gévaudan,
over 100 women and children were
brutally ripped to shreds by this thing.
Known as the Beast of Gévaudan,
it had the people cowering in fear.
Even now, there are all sorts of theories as to what the Beast really was.
But back then, both the church and vampires agreed on one thing.
The Beast of Gévaudan was none other than a curse-bearing vampire!
So what's this about the Beast of Gévaudan rearing its head?
Is it truly the same Beast as the 18th-century killer?
Honestly, I can't say either way yet.
But five bodies have already turned up this month.
All the killings differed. Some had their entrails devoured or heads torn off.
Just like in the 18th century, eh?
Yeah, and there are even eyewitness accounts of the Beast.
So? What's the plan, quack?
I'll go see for myself whether it really is a curse-bearer.
What will you do, Noé?
Who?
Me?
Let me think.
I
Um
I think it sounds truly delicious.
Huh?
Delicious? You don't mean the Beast, do you?
I didn't see that one coming.
Don't tell me you have some kind of creepy food fetish.
This is bad, bad. Really bad.
Vanitas's blood smells so good.
I can't focus on the conversation.
It doesn't make sense.
I already knew how good it smelled.
Why do I feel this way?
I'm starving!
I slept the entire day away.
Which means I haven't eaten anything!
Which means I'm absolutely ravenous!
Yes, that must be it!
When I'm hungry, I always get thirsty too!
So it's because I slept too much.
I do feel really lethargic.
Damn it.
It feels like my sense of smell is only getting stronger.
His blood smells positively delectable.
I must have a taste.
No, wait! I should have some bread or something first.
I want blood.
I know, but we're in the midst of an important conversation.
Wait. Is it all right to suck the blood of a human that has been marked?
It smells so sweet.
Just a taste will do.
He must let me try.
What's with him?
Beats me.
This is like the time I sucked the blood of that village child just for fun.
Listen well, Mon Chaton.
You have the power to see people's memories by sucking their blood.
That means you have to be more careful than other vampires.
So then
In other words, he means blood-sucking is a form of communication.
So if you thirst for someone's blood,
you must coax them into letting you have it.
Coax them?!
What?
How am I supposed to do that?!
Noé, what's gotten into—
Vanitas!
Your blood has a divine aroma that one would not imagine possible given your intolerable personality and attitude.
Huh?
Are you picking a fight?
It's a compliment!
Right.
So, in other words, what I'm trying to say is
Vanitas! I want but a taste of your—
Archiviste!
I'll say this but once, so listen well.
If you make any attempt to suck my blood and thereby peer into my memories,
I will kill you.
Is that clear?
Yes.
Please forgive me.
I sure bungled that.
You have it all wrong.
I didn't want to peer into your memories.
Then again, is that really true?
Maybe I'm wrong.
You always ponder the simple stuff like emotions and love
I
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
As prose goes it's all hollow dissatisfaction, or so I ponder
Lie by lie it all piles up
Just stop it already.
A simple toy makes its motions
You're knocking me off-kilter.
If you've got a bone to pick with me, out with it!
Rusted head shaking all the way
It was only my daydream, but I finally saw you smile
No, it's nothing like that.
I wanted to say that what happened yesterday was all my fault.
Whilst we're still in ignorant bliss I just want us to be laughing
Truth be told, part of me wants to blame you for
emitting such a sickly sweet scent around a vampire.
Stop looking for answers, I'll be fine as long as you're satisfied
Watch it!
But if I had to say,
I can't swear that sucking your blood wasn't a pretext born of my desire to get a glimpse of your past.
I love this world, and I love it all so much that I'd risk it all
But if I had to mechanize this song, it would
Why even bother peering into my past?
Sound ever so humorous
What would you gain from that?
I don't know what I would gain and whatnot,
but I did once say to you,
I may not boast a past to be proud of
But isn't my impassioned voice beautiful?
"I do find you intriguing."
Does that Archiviste power of yours let you see
memories in people's blood, no matter the source?
When the sky and void meet, turn back from dreams of what may loom
When the sky and void meet, it's the start of when you will bloom
No, it's just like draining life energy.
When the sky and void meet, it's a cycle being born and meeting doom
You must suck the blood from their veins if you wish to delve into their memories.
Let's destroy the void and future both, then laugh
With other sources, I may, in rare cases,
see fragments of emotions.
I see.
In that case, the next time I'm injured,
you can lap up the blood on my clothes.
I love this world, and I love the light that only you can bring me
But that's a one-time offer.
Even with my fractured eyes it makes this world
What?! Really?!
Just kidding.
What?!
Appear ever so radiant
There's nothing certain in life
But I'm sure you can see me
All right, let's go, Noé.
Okay!
We'll take this to Gévaudan.
This?!
Pardon me.
No need.
It was entirely my fault,
monsieur.
Noé, over here.
Wait for me, Vanitas!
I-I'm so sleepy.
You haven't slept a wink?
I was sure that you would go off and abandon me when I wasn't looking.
We have a long way to go.
You'd best get some sleep while you can.
If I fall asleep
you're not going to leave me?
I'll wake you when we're there.
Now get some sleep.
Point of Departure
Point of Departure
Point of Departure
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
At last, the time has come.
Here in Gévaudan,
I shall make my song of vengeance echo across the land.