Black Butler (2008) s01e02 Episode Script
Episode 2
1
Damn. They really did a number on this.
Mice again?
Kurohitsuji Ep 2
I heard there’s been an unusual outbreak of them in London,
TL By Pada
but to think they could spread all the way to us here on the outskirts…
Mouse spotted!
It got away.
Teehee.
To hell with your “teehee”! Were you trying to kill us as well?
-OP-
You idiot!
His Butler,
The
Strongest
Ah! There’s another one, there!
Don’t let it get away!
It’s quite noisy, isn’t it?
So, there are even mice here?
How long will these little monsters that devour our food and spread disease everywhere
be left to their own devices?
Left to their own devices?
They have been deliberately unleashed, haven’t they?
Indeed. He always aims to take things down in one strike.
Will you be passing again this time, Lord Phantomhive?
I’ll pass.
It’s not my habit to strike a ball that won’t sink.
Small talk aside, when will these mice be exterminated?
Any moment now, the mice will be sinking their teeth into the forbidden cheese.
We have the key to the storeroom here.
However, finding the nest and eliminating the mice might be somewhat tedious.
I hope you are prepared to pay the fee for that.
You vulture.
Lord Randall, do you really have the authority to be smearing my family crest?
You really messed that one up, Faruda.
What will you do, Earl?
Let us bring an end to this ridiculous game.
How soon can you have the payment ready?
By tonight.
I will send a carriage for the delivery later.
I shall await the token of your gratitude.
You’re aiming for all the balls in this set-up?
Of course.
Greed sets the body on the path to destruction.
Greed, huh?
Today, I have prepared some Fortnum and Mason’s Darjeeling tea.
What a wonderful scent.
When it is properly prepared, there’s no comparison.
Greil!
Y—Yes?
Watch and learn.
Y—Yes.
In any case,
you truly are a fine man!
Why don’t you stop serving at a manor house and come to work for us?
Madam Red!
Oh, my! Pardon me!
I started kneading him without realising it.
I wonder if it’s just a doctor’s habit?
Is it true that one of your previous guests was in the smuggling trade?
Yeah.
You should have left the extermination to Rau.
No one knows where a mouse nests better than a mouse.
I’m a domesticated marmot.
If it is the Earl’s order, then I shall do the dirty work.
Don’t you dare try to lay a finger on my precious nephew!
Oh, my! There’s no way I’d try to lay a finger on him out here.
Are you saying that you’d do it somewhere else?
That is quite the criminal proposal!
Sorry. Sorry.
Do you really understand?
Young Master?
He’s my very, very sweet nephew!
Here, too.
It went that way, you guys!
Here as well.
Roger!
Young Master.
Today, I have prepared an apple and raisin deep pie.
Apple and Raisin Deep Pie
It has almost finished baking, so please stay with the other guests.
Bring it to my room.
I’ve had enough socialising.
As you wish.
All of you, please stop playing around and do your jobs.
Yes, sir!
It’s finally calm.
Young Master, I have brought you your afternoon tea.
Young Master?
Ah, what a predicament.
The tea will all go to waste now.
The English Underworld;
the league of evil lords who, generation after generation, take care of the royal family’s dirty work.
The Queen’s guard dogs who, with absolute power, stifle all those that would rebel.
Just how many households have you helped,
and how many have you crushed,
Ciel Phantomhive?
So, it was you after all,
Azuro Venere of the Ferro Family.
Hey, Little Phantomhive,
it’s hard for the Italian Mafia in this country.
English people always have tea on their minds.
Even though individuals in our line of work can make people a lot of money,
they have to strain their little tea-stained minds.
That’s why we deal in drugs.
In ’68’s Pharmaceutical Affairs Law,
even opium was listed as a poison.
It is the Queen’s decree,
not to allow the spread of drugs or accommodate dealers any further.
This is why English people are such a pain.
The Queen! The Queen! They all have this Oedipus-like complex for the Queen.
Binding people to your rules and trying to secure all the good picks for yourself;
aren’t we birds of a feather?
Let’s get along.
If I am not returned, my servant has been ordered to take the storehouse’s key to the government.
Sorry, but I have no intention of getting along with some gutter rat.
Don’t underestimate us adults, you little brat!
I’ve already had my subordinates lie in wait at your mansion.
-mid-
Where’s the key?
If you don’t spit it out soon, I’ll start offing your servants, one by one.
It’s so nice when pets do as they’re told.
Did you hear that? Negotiations are over.
Well now, I wonder where the young master was taken?
Sebastian!
This letter just arrived at the entrance!
To whom is it addressed?
To the attendant of Ciel Phantomhive.
Meirin, the letter.
Ah, y—yes!
If you want your master to be returned,
bring “the item” to Bethnal Green’s Nova Scotia Gardens.
This is a somewhat inelegant invitation.
Sebastian!
Just what is going on here?
I apologise for the ruckus.
It’s nothing. Please do not worry.
Nothing?
I’m sorry to ask this of you, but could you please take care of cleaning up?
By cleaning up, you mean
it’s all right to eat this?
Sebastian?
Sorry. We failed.
Failed?
You useless screwups!
This is why you’re garbage.
Whatever. You guys are finished. Get back here at once.
W—Wait a sec. Something strange is…
What the hell?
What’s wrong? Did you run into a bear in the forest?
What’s with you guys? Isn’t this a bit too clichéd?
Speed up!
It’s coming.
Cut it out, you numbskulls!
It’s no good, it’s here!
H—Hey, what’s wrong?
Looks like the game of fetch is over.
Shut up, you little brat!
Hey! If you morons don’t respond, I’m going to kill you.
Good day.
I am one of the Phantomhive servants.
I was just wondering if our young master had been intruding upon you?
Hello?
Is that the case?
Hello?
Woof!
Understood.
I shall come and collect him immediately.
Thank you for allowing me to borrow this.
I also have two or three things to enquire about.
Firstly, what is the name of your owner?
Please do bear in mind that I am not the patient type.
You don’t want to end up like Humpty Dumpty, do you?
It’s Azuro Venere of the Ferro Family!
His base of operations is in the northern part of East London.
We were just hired hands!
Oh, is that so?
I’m sorry I held you up when you were so busy, then.
Please have a nice trip.
Oh dear. It’s already this late?
I’d better hurry up, or dinner will be delayed.
Is it really all right?
If that butler says so, then it’s nothing.
Through his long association with the Earl,
an unshakeable bond has been formed.
He is always at the Earl’s side, as if he were a shadow.
Huh?
Didn’t Sebastian arrive only two years ago?
Is that so?
My! A person’s memory really is an unreliable thing.
Right, Lan Mao?
This man…
The Phantomhive’s guard dog is on his way here!
Guard the walls! Don’t let even a single mouse in!
Don’t let anything get through!
My, what a splendid mansion.
Who the hell are you?
Ah,
I beg your pardon.
I am one who serves in the Phantomhive household.
Where did Sebastian go?
That’s right.
-ED-
Who cares about where he is or what he’s doing?
The problem right now is this!
When he said clean up, did he mean it was okay for us to eat this?
Or was it not?
It should be okay, right?
Idiot!
If you’re wrong, he’ll make a deluxe triple ice cream out of your head!
Bard, it’s not good to get so agitated. You must be lacking calcium.
Drink this.
I don’t need it.
Don’t snub milk!
If you drink enough, your bones will become extremely sturdy!
It broke! My bone, it broke!
Pardon me, I’m in a bit of a hurry.
5.34 p.m.
Damn!
Call the guys over in the east wing!
I’ll turn you into a beehive!
With all these mice scattering everywhere, there will be no end to this.
I’ve made up my mind! I’m going to eat it!
Meirin, bring the tea!
Finian, you fetch the silverware!
Yes, sir!
If I remember correctly, it’s in…
Huh?
What’s wrong?
That’s strange. I’m sure it’s supposed to be here, but I can’t see any of the silverware.
Just what is this guy?
For someone who wishes to serve as a butler to the Phantomhives,
being able to do this is only natural.
My, my. That took up quite a bit of time.
5.43 p.m.
I have come to collect my master.
Huh. I’m surprised.
Here I was wondering what kind of monstrous man would appear,
and it’s just a Romeo in a tailcoat?
Just what are you?
You aren’t just any butler, are you?
No. I am one hell of a butler.
Just that.
I see.
At any rate, I have no intention of going at it with you,
but you know…
You brought the item, right?
Yes.
Right here.
Seba…
Sorry, Romeo.
Looks like I win this game!
The opponent was a master of games, Lord Phantomhive,
but I had an ace up my sleeve.
It seems I’ve roughed you up a little, but…
For you, I bet, more than the other bits, your eyeball will get you the most.
Don’t worry, you don’t have to be afraid.
By the time you get completely messed up…
Hey, how long do you intend to mess around?
How long are you going to pretend to sleep?
My, my.
Th—That’s impossible!
Modern guns really have improved.
They are completely different from those of a hundred years ago.
I shall return these to you.
What are you doing? Kill him!
Oh dear. My clothes are all full of holes.
It’s because you were playing around, you idiot.
Young Master, they don’t appear to have treated you very well.
Don’t come any closer!
You look like a caterpillar, at once both disgusting and splendid.
It quite fits your small, weak stature.
I—If you get any closer, I’ll shoot him!
Hurry up. His breath stinks.
If I get any closer, you’ll be killed.
You bastard. Are you trying to break the contract?
By no means. I am your loyal servant, after all.
What the hell are you two talking about?
Young Master,
I told you what to do if I ever disregard my duty, did I not?
This is an order! Save me this instant!
Shut up!
Why didn’t he die?
Is this what you’re looking for?
I shall return it to you.
The game wasn’t all that fun this time.
Hey, you! Wait!
Come and be my bodyguard!
I’ll give you five, no, ten times the pay he’s giving you.
I’ll give you all the women and alcohol you want,
so please…
I’m sorry, Signore Venere,
but I have no interest in the waste made by man.
I am
a demon and a butler, after all.
A—A demon?
By the key of the contract my young master holds, I am but his loyal dog.
Through sacrifice and wishes, I am to abide by the contract and be bound to my master.
This, in exchange for his soul.
Sorry, but this is game over.
Have you awoken?
Young Master! Welcome home!
Master Ciel has been injured!
I just tripped. It’s nothing to worry about.
What? Don’t you believe what the lord of the household tells you?
No, it’s not that. It’s just…
You look like you’re having fun being so high up!
P—Put me down already!
As if it was fun! You people are—
Young Master,
I apologise profusely.
I have erred in a manner unbefitting a Phantomhive butler.
How should I repent?
I have not made the preparations for tonight’s dinner in the slightest.
Nothing I say comes out right.
I can't love without a fight.
No one ever knows my name.
When I pray for sun, it rains.
I'm so sick of wasting time,
but nothing's moving in my mind.
Inspiration can't be found.
I get up and fall, but
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
Oh yeah!
Between the good and bad is where you'll find me,
reaching for Heaven!
I will fight!
And I'll sleep when I die!
I live my life!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
Oh yeah!
Between the good and bad is where you'll find me,
reaching for Heaven!
I will fight!
And I'll sleep when I die!
I live my hard life!
I live my life! I'm alive!
At the suggestion of Lady Elizabeth,
it has been decided that a dance party shall be held.
The young master’s dance is both so splendid and so awful
that it would make even the best professional collapse in laughter and proceed to Heaven.
It looks like I shall have to take him by the hands and legs and teach him myself.
Next time on Kuroshitsuji:
His Butler, Almighty.
His Butler, Almighty.
His Butler, Almighty
Preview
After all, I am one hell of a butler.
We shall await you next time
Damn. They really did a number on this.
Mice again?
Kurohitsuji Ep 2
I heard there’s been an unusual outbreak of them in London,
TL By Pada
but to think they could spread all the way to us here on the outskirts…
Mouse spotted!
It got away.
Teehee.
To hell with your “teehee”! Were you trying to kill us as well?
-OP-
You idiot!
His Butler,
The
Strongest
Ah! There’s another one, there!
Don’t let it get away!
It’s quite noisy, isn’t it?
So, there are even mice here?
How long will these little monsters that devour our food and spread disease everywhere
be left to their own devices?
Left to their own devices?
They have been deliberately unleashed, haven’t they?
Indeed. He always aims to take things down in one strike.
Will you be passing again this time, Lord Phantomhive?
I’ll pass.
It’s not my habit to strike a ball that won’t sink.
Small talk aside, when will these mice be exterminated?
Any moment now, the mice will be sinking their teeth into the forbidden cheese.
We have the key to the storeroom here.
However, finding the nest and eliminating the mice might be somewhat tedious.
I hope you are prepared to pay the fee for that.
You vulture.
Lord Randall, do you really have the authority to be smearing my family crest?
You really messed that one up, Faruda.
What will you do, Earl?
Let us bring an end to this ridiculous game.
How soon can you have the payment ready?
By tonight.
I will send a carriage for the delivery later.
I shall await the token of your gratitude.
You’re aiming for all the balls in this set-up?
Of course.
Greed sets the body on the path to destruction.
Greed, huh?
Today, I have prepared some Fortnum and Mason’s Darjeeling tea.
What a wonderful scent.
When it is properly prepared, there’s no comparison.
Greil!
Y—Yes?
Watch and learn.
Y—Yes.
In any case,
you truly are a fine man!
Why don’t you stop serving at a manor house and come to work for us?
Madam Red!
Oh, my! Pardon me!
I started kneading him without realising it.
I wonder if it’s just a doctor’s habit?
Is it true that one of your previous guests was in the smuggling trade?
Yeah.
You should have left the extermination to Rau.
No one knows where a mouse nests better than a mouse.
I’m a domesticated marmot.
If it is the Earl’s order, then I shall do the dirty work.
Don’t you dare try to lay a finger on my precious nephew!
Oh, my! There’s no way I’d try to lay a finger on him out here.
Are you saying that you’d do it somewhere else?
That is quite the criminal proposal!
Sorry. Sorry.
Do you really understand?
Young Master?
He’s my very, very sweet nephew!
Here, too.
It went that way, you guys!
Here as well.
Roger!
Young Master.
Today, I have prepared an apple and raisin deep pie.
Apple and Raisin Deep Pie
It has almost finished baking, so please stay with the other guests.
Bring it to my room.
I’ve had enough socialising.
As you wish.
All of you, please stop playing around and do your jobs.
Yes, sir!
It’s finally calm.
Young Master, I have brought you your afternoon tea.
Young Master?
Ah, what a predicament.
The tea will all go to waste now.
The English Underworld;
the league of evil lords who, generation after generation, take care of the royal family’s dirty work.
The Queen’s guard dogs who, with absolute power, stifle all those that would rebel.
Just how many households have you helped,
and how many have you crushed,
Ciel Phantomhive?
So, it was you after all,
Azuro Venere of the Ferro Family.
Hey, Little Phantomhive,
it’s hard for the Italian Mafia in this country.
English people always have tea on their minds.
Even though individuals in our line of work can make people a lot of money,
they have to strain their little tea-stained minds.
That’s why we deal in drugs.
In ’68’s Pharmaceutical Affairs Law,
even opium was listed as a poison.
It is the Queen’s decree,
not to allow the spread of drugs or accommodate dealers any further.
This is why English people are such a pain.
The Queen! The Queen! They all have this Oedipus-like complex for the Queen.
Binding people to your rules and trying to secure all the good picks for yourself;
aren’t we birds of a feather?
Let’s get along.
If I am not returned, my servant has been ordered to take the storehouse’s key to the government.
Sorry, but I have no intention of getting along with some gutter rat.
Don’t underestimate us adults, you little brat!
I’ve already had my subordinates lie in wait at your mansion.
-mid-
Where’s the key?
If you don’t spit it out soon, I’ll start offing your servants, one by one.
It’s so nice when pets do as they’re told.
Did you hear that? Negotiations are over.
Well now, I wonder where the young master was taken?
Sebastian!
This letter just arrived at the entrance!
To whom is it addressed?
To the attendant of Ciel Phantomhive.
Meirin, the letter.
Ah, y—yes!
If you want your master to be returned,
bring “the item” to Bethnal Green’s Nova Scotia Gardens.
This is a somewhat inelegant invitation.
Sebastian!
Just what is going on here?
I apologise for the ruckus.
It’s nothing. Please do not worry.
Nothing?
I’m sorry to ask this of you, but could you please take care of cleaning up?
By cleaning up, you mean
it’s all right to eat this?
Sebastian?
Sorry. We failed.
Failed?
You useless screwups!
This is why you’re garbage.
Whatever. You guys are finished. Get back here at once.
W—Wait a sec. Something strange is…
What the hell?
What’s wrong? Did you run into a bear in the forest?
What’s with you guys? Isn’t this a bit too clichéd?
Speed up!
It’s coming.
Cut it out, you numbskulls!
It’s no good, it’s here!
H—Hey, what’s wrong?
Looks like the game of fetch is over.
Shut up, you little brat!
Hey! If you morons don’t respond, I’m going to kill you.
Good day.
I am one of the Phantomhive servants.
I was just wondering if our young master had been intruding upon you?
Hello?
Is that the case?
Hello?
Woof!
Understood.
I shall come and collect him immediately.
Thank you for allowing me to borrow this.
I also have two or three things to enquire about.
Firstly, what is the name of your owner?
Please do bear in mind that I am not the patient type.
You don’t want to end up like Humpty Dumpty, do you?
It’s Azuro Venere of the Ferro Family!
His base of operations is in the northern part of East London.
We were just hired hands!
Oh, is that so?
I’m sorry I held you up when you were so busy, then.
Please have a nice trip.
Oh dear. It’s already this late?
I’d better hurry up, or dinner will be delayed.
Is it really all right?
If that butler says so, then it’s nothing.
Through his long association with the Earl,
an unshakeable bond has been formed.
He is always at the Earl’s side, as if he were a shadow.
Huh?
Didn’t Sebastian arrive only two years ago?
Is that so?
My! A person’s memory really is an unreliable thing.
Right, Lan Mao?
This man…
The Phantomhive’s guard dog is on his way here!
Guard the walls! Don’t let even a single mouse in!
Don’t let anything get through!
My, what a splendid mansion.
Who the hell are you?
Ah,
I beg your pardon.
I am one who serves in the Phantomhive household.
Where did Sebastian go?
That’s right.
-ED-
Who cares about where he is or what he’s doing?
The problem right now is this!
When he said clean up, did he mean it was okay for us to eat this?
Or was it not?
It should be okay, right?
Idiot!
If you’re wrong, he’ll make a deluxe triple ice cream out of your head!
Bard, it’s not good to get so agitated. You must be lacking calcium.
Drink this.
I don’t need it.
Don’t snub milk!
If you drink enough, your bones will become extremely sturdy!
It broke! My bone, it broke!
Pardon me, I’m in a bit of a hurry.
5.34 p.m.
Damn!
Call the guys over in the east wing!
I’ll turn you into a beehive!
With all these mice scattering everywhere, there will be no end to this.
I’ve made up my mind! I’m going to eat it!
Meirin, bring the tea!
Finian, you fetch the silverware!
Yes, sir!
If I remember correctly, it’s in…
Huh?
What’s wrong?
That’s strange. I’m sure it’s supposed to be here, but I can’t see any of the silverware.
Just what is this guy?
For someone who wishes to serve as a butler to the Phantomhives,
being able to do this is only natural.
My, my. That took up quite a bit of time.
5.43 p.m.
I have come to collect my master.
Huh. I’m surprised.
Here I was wondering what kind of monstrous man would appear,
and it’s just a Romeo in a tailcoat?
Just what are you?
You aren’t just any butler, are you?
No. I am one hell of a butler.
Just that.
I see.
At any rate, I have no intention of going at it with you,
but you know…
You brought the item, right?
Yes.
Right here.
Seba…
Sorry, Romeo.
Looks like I win this game!
The opponent was a master of games, Lord Phantomhive,
but I had an ace up my sleeve.
It seems I’ve roughed you up a little, but…
For you, I bet, more than the other bits, your eyeball will get you the most.
Don’t worry, you don’t have to be afraid.
By the time you get completely messed up…
Hey, how long do you intend to mess around?
How long are you going to pretend to sleep?
My, my.
Th—That’s impossible!
Modern guns really have improved.
They are completely different from those of a hundred years ago.
I shall return these to you.
What are you doing? Kill him!
Oh dear. My clothes are all full of holes.
It’s because you were playing around, you idiot.
Young Master, they don’t appear to have treated you very well.
Don’t come any closer!
You look like a caterpillar, at once both disgusting and splendid.
It quite fits your small, weak stature.
I—If you get any closer, I’ll shoot him!
Hurry up. His breath stinks.
If I get any closer, you’ll be killed.
You bastard. Are you trying to break the contract?
By no means. I am your loyal servant, after all.
What the hell are you two talking about?
Young Master,
I told you what to do if I ever disregard my duty, did I not?
This is an order! Save me this instant!
Shut up!
Why didn’t he die?
Is this what you’re looking for?
I shall return it to you.
The game wasn’t all that fun this time.
Hey, you! Wait!
Come and be my bodyguard!
I’ll give you five, no, ten times the pay he’s giving you.
I’ll give you all the women and alcohol you want,
so please…
I’m sorry, Signore Venere,
but I have no interest in the waste made by man.
I am
a demon and a butler, after all.
A—A demon?
By the key of the contract my young master holds, I am but his loyal dog.
Through sacrifice and wishes, I am to abide by the contract and be bound to my master.
This, in exchange for his soul.
Sorry, but this is game over.
Have you awoken?
Young Master! Welcome home!
Master Ciel has been injured!
I just tripped. It’s nothing to worry about.
What? Don’t you believe what the lord of the household tells you?
No, it’s not that. It’s just…
You look like you’re having fun being so high up!
P—Put me down already!
As if it was fun! You people are—
Young Master,
I apologise profusely.
I have erred in a manner unbefitting a Phantomhive butler.
How should I repent?
I have not made the preparations for tonight’s dinner in the slightest.
Nothing I say comes out right.
I can't love without a fight.
No one ever knows my name.
When I pray for sun, it rains.
I'm so sick of wasting time,
but nothing's moving in my mind.
Inspiration can't be found.
I get up and fall, but
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
Oh yeah!
Between the good and bad is where you'll find me,
reaching for Heaven!
I will fight!
And I'll sleep when I die!
I live my life!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
Oh yeah!
Between the good and bad is where you'll find me,
reaching for Heaven!
I will fight!
And I'll sleep when I die!
I live my hard life!
I live my life! I'm alive!
At the suggestion of Lady Elizabeth,
it has been decided that a dance party shall be held.
The young master’s dance is both so splendid and so awful
that it would make even the best professional collapse in laughter and proceed to Heaven.
It looks like I shall have to take him by the hands and legs and teach him myself.
Next time on Kuroshitsuji:
His Butler, Almighty.
His Butler, Almighty.
His Butler, Almighty
Preview
After all, I am one hell of a butler.
We shall await you next time