All language subtitles for The Bodyguard.English

Ladies and gentlemen,
we're awaiting the arrival

of Mr. Chot Petchpantakarn
and his foreign investors

for a press conference
to announce their new venture here.

No sign of Mr. Chot yet,

but we're told he's on his way.

When you're rich and powerful,
you make people wait around.

Those who can wait, wait.
Those who can't, don't!

Roger.

We're at the grand ballroom
of the city's top hotel.

This is where
the two agreements will be signed

between the two business powerhouses,

Mr. Chot Petchpantakarn
and the David Group Public Company.

Get down!

Mr. Choung, get down.

Go!

Get down!

Ladies and gentlemen,
an unknown number of armed gunmen

are laying siege here, yes sir, yes!

And the situation
isn't getting any better.

There has been bloodshed here,
but it is still unknown whose blood it is.

Ladies and gentlemen!

I think this is my blood,
ladies and gentlemen.

That means I've been shot!

Tony, get Mr. Choung out of here.

Mr. Choung, let's go.

Go that way.

Sir, on the count of three, please run.

One, two, three!

What the…

-Sir…
-What?

The gun.

Here it is.

I know. Throw it to me, sir.

Why didn't you say so?

Get down!

Get up.

You're going to kill me before they do!

Hey, they got away.

Jump!

-Come on. Hurry.
-We're here.

-Help him.
-Slow and steady.

Hang on.

Jeez Louise! He's doomed.

He won't pull through.
I say he won't make it.

I say he will.

No way. He's a goner!

I say he will.

No, I say he won't.

Yeah, he's dead meat.

Maybe he'll pull through.

Make up your mind!

Yeah, whatever you think!

Ladies and gentlemen,
we're live from the hospital.

Mr. Chot has been brought here

following an assassination attempt
during the signing

of an agreement
with an American businessman…

Quick. Get in. We're out of here.

Doctors are doing their best.

We'll update you on his condition.

We'll also report you
on the dead and injured soon.

-Wongkom, where's Chot?
-He's in the ICU.

How is he, doctor?

You should make
funeral arrangements now.

Chot!

Chai!

Oh

Dearly departed

You were

Just here

Now you

Left us

All behind…

Tony,

go tell him that it's my father
that's dead, not his.

Yes, sir.

Hello, testing. One, two.

Dearly beloved,
distinguished guests and friends.

We're gathered here today
to bid farewell to Mr. Chot,

who has left us
so suddenly and unexpectedly.

The deceased entered the business
when he was 20 years of age.

He worked hard until he became

Businessman of the Year
for four years running,

twice voted Industrialist of the Year,
and twice Software Developer of the Year.

He remained the undefeated champion
until his demise.

Before his demise,
he weighed 145 pounds!

He was 58 years old.

He is survived by his widow,
Mrs. Chamchoi Petchpantakarn,

and their son
Mr. Chaichol Petchpantakarn.

His total assets include
$6.5 billion in cash, a house,

five thousand heads of cattle,

and 100,000 ducks and chickens
at Petchpantakarn Poultry Farm.

Mr. Chot was a major contributor
to the booming economy of Thailand.

Round 1.

We respectfully invite
the first monk to accept the saffron robe,

and invite Mr. Somchai Kemtit,

Vice President
of Petchpantakarn Chemicals,

to take the honor of presenting it.

Injuries… For any injury,

Antacin will pay $14
per needle right away!

We respectfully invite
the second monk to accept the saffron robe

and invite Mr. Kim Song-su from Korea

to take the honor of presenting it.

We respectfully invite
the third monk to accept the saffron robe

and invite the vice president
of Kaset Vietnam

to take the honor of presenting it.

Mr. Ian Gotic. Please come up.

There.

Put it down.

Let go.

Let go.

Let go.

You're done. Let go.

Let go. You're done.

Next, all relatives and guests are invited

to put sandalwood flowers
to honor Mr. Chot for the last time.

Please, everyone.

Make way, please!

Madam,

I deeply regret
I wasn't able to save his life.

I believe you did your best.

Don't blame yourself. It's not your fault.

Yeah. It's unfortunate
that Dad couldn't dodge the bullet.

Chaichol. If Wongkom could have died
in place of your father,

he would have done so.

Stop talking nonsense, son.

My God, I thought you were a ghost!
What do you want?

Mr. Pakpum, the lawyer,
is on the phone.

Thank you.

Hello, Mr. Pakpum.

Oh, yes. Okay. No problem.

I'll take Chaichol to meet you.

See you later.

Is something wrong, Uncle?

It's about Chot's will.

He wanted it to be read
after the cremation

in the presence of the board of directors
with a full quorum.

We're going there.
Please excuse us, Chamchoi.

Where are you going?

Stay here. I don't want to die like Dad.

Tony, put a team to look after me.

Yes, sir.

It's not yet clear who'll take over
his position on the board.

This is Kamsai reporting,

pictures by Kamwieng
from Thailand for Laos TV News.

"I, Chot Petchpantakarn,

"declare this to be
my last will and testament.

"I leave the whole of my estate to my son,

"Chaichol Petchpantakarn.

"He will be the sole executor and trustee.

"Signed, Chot Petchpantakarn."

This means that Chaichol
will be the executive president

of the entire Petchpantakarn Group.
Is that right?

Yes, both legally and in actuality.

With due respect, my fellow directors,

I think Chaichol's qualifications
and experience…

are not yet sufficient to manage
this big organization alone.

He should have someone to guide him.

-Mr. Songpol.
-Yes.

You can sell your shares if you want.
I'll buy them!

Well, I think Mr. Chot knew
what he was doing when he wrote the will.

If there is nothing else,
may I be excused?

Are there any other issues?

How about you?

No, sir.

-Why are you still here?
-I was just leaving, sir.

Thank you very much.

Chaichol, you'd better go back.
I'll meet you at home.

I have something to discuss with them.

Dead and still causing problems.

-Yeah, it's me.
-Yes.

Hey, Chaichol is
about to leave the building.

-Tell Artit to catch him alive.
-Will do.

-Samart, get the car.
-Yes, sir.

What the hell are you wearing?

Mr. Artit, Mr. Songpol's instructions
were to bring Chaichol back alive,

and eliminate the rest.

Jesus Christ, aren't you embarrassed?
I'm embarrassed for you.

Everybody's staring at you.

Can't you dress
like a normal person for once?

A suit, wear a suit, will you!

And cover that ugly bald head of yours
with a wig or something.

Understand?

-Do you understand?
-Yes!

Hey, why's the elevator not moving?

I didn't press the button.

-Well, then press it!
-Press the button!

You idiot!

Why'd you press up?
I want to go down! For God's sake!

We want to go down, I already told you.

I'm sick of this.

-Really?
-Yeah.

Reverse.

Mr. Chaichol, get down!

Help! Help me!

How did he get out?

Don't shoot! Catch him alive!

Where is he?

I knew it
Fame will make you change

Now you cheat and make me sad

You're famous now
And forget our country life

-Hello, sir.
-Yeah. Hi!

-Are you all right?
-I'm all right.

-Sure? You look like you're drunk.
-A bit.

-Leaving now?
-Yeah, now.

-I'll get the check for you.
-Good.

Waiter…

One sour curry,
fish cakes, and curried crabs.

Pack it all to go, and tip me $14.

Okay…

Who ordered those damn things?

Hey, what is this?

Hell, you people sleep like dead dogs.

Ly! Hey, Ly, you sleep
like a homo being raped.

Honey, you sleep like a dead man.

Pok, dear.
You're sleeping in the wrong direction.

Turn and sleep the right way up.

Where do you expect me to sleep?

Shit!

A watch on someone's wrist.

Forget the apologies!

You and your goons
go to every dump and bring the body back.

Don't think. Just do it now.

And tell Artit to go to Wongkom's place.
He might be hiding there.

But if he's not there,
kill Wongkom anyway.

Here I am.

Sorry.

I gave you a bum steer.

What kind of a suit is this?
Can't you dress like a normal person?

And what kind of wig is that?

If you want to dress like this,
you better not wear anything at all!

Get out of my face!

Fuck!

-Jieb.
-Yes, Dad.

Do you love me?

Yes, of course.

Go first.

Okay.

Jieb.

Jieb is dead.

Dom, my son is dead.

Dad.

-What, Jeem?
-Do you love me?

Yeah, but you go in first.

Jeem.

Jeem, my boy.

Noom.

My son is also dead.

-Noom!
-Don't! We'll go in together.

On the count of three, go in.

One, two, three!

You dickhead!
Why didn't you go in with me?

One.

We'll count together.

One, two, three!

You dickhead, Dom…

Hey, Noom. Noom!

He's in the pool.

Let's go!

Get down! Down!

Go!

Get out of the way!

Hurry!

Dispatch, a naked man's running
with a gun in his hand.

Go after him!

Get out of my way!

Bang Rajan is almost defeated
Why isn't the army coming?

Bang Rajan will definitely be defeated

There. Why don't you go
and bring the army to me?

Now Bang Rajan is about to be defeated.

Hey, I asked you something.
Why aren't you saying anything?

Is there anybody inside?

Not talking, huh?
I have ways of making you talk!

That was our comedy show.

Next program is Thai folk songs.

Here's the first song.

Hey! I'll go bring
the royal army to help you.

Stop!

Put your weapon down. Slowly.

Like that. Good.

Excellent.

Hands up!

Both hands.

I think one hand is good enough.

Yeah. Go search him.

I don't think there's much to search.

You never know, he may have
a concealed weapon in the bowl!

PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL

-Come on. Get in the car.
-Let me go. I'm not crazy.

I told you to get the royal army.
What have you been doing?

What? Wongkom escaped?

Well, go find him
and get rid of him, you idiot!

Here we go again.

He's such a moron.

How many times
do I have to tell you?

Dumbass! I should kill you!

Oh, Tong.

You shouldn't bring me these problems.

Fuck.

What a mess.

What the hell are we going to do?

We should wait until he comes around,
then decide what to do.

Oh my, he's running a temperature again.

That's enough,
keep your paws off him, you homo!

I think we should pawn off his watch
to get money for his medication.

Mom, I know what you're thinking, stop it.

You stop. I'm your mother,
not the other way around.

If I knew you'd talk so much,
I'd have shoved ash in your baby mouth.

Do they have ash in the hospital?

I'll kick your ass, dickhead.
This is not playtime.

Aunt Jam, we should report this
to the police.

No, don't involve the police yet.

Oh, he's coming around.

Easy, easy. Sit up slowly.

Why not? Why don't you want us
to report to the police?

What did you do?

-I stole something from someone.
-I knew it!

Are you in on it as well?

You idiot!
I'm going to kick you in a minute!

What did you steal?

This watch.

My mother fell ill,

so I had to do it.

Although you've done something bad,

you're a good son.

You can sleep here tonight.

That's very good, Aunt Jam.
Let him sleep here.

I pity him.
I will look after him, no worries.

You sleep here tonight,
and tomorrow you'll run an errand with me.

Mom!

Shut up, you ungrateful child!

Catching tons of fish?

Can't you see I'm fishing in a tin can?
There's no fish.

Are you insane?

You're seriously crazy. I pity you!

Where are you going?

I'm going home, you asshole!

So many damn stops.
When are we going to get home?

Red light. Can't you see?

Red light, you moron.

Red light!

Shit, you're all screwed up in the head.

You're crazy, you know?

You need electric shock treatment,
I think.

Light's green now.

Red light!

Green light.

Red light.

Red light.

Cheeky mongrel! Watch it, you asshole.

You ran the red light,
so the cops would get me?

I'll give you a slap!

Asshole.

Wongkom.

Madam.

The wife came to pick you up.

She's pretty.
Can I sandwich with you tonight?

She's hot!

Your wife, huh?

Is everyone in Tony's team dead?

Yes, and Chaichol has disappeared.

We suspect he was kidnapped.

In that case, leave it to me.

Madam.

Hey, why did you stop?

Last chance to bring me the royal army.

Bang Rajan is about to be defeated.

Tang-orn, Tongmen, handle him. Go!

Come on, get going
before the Burmese army attacks!

$23? Too much.
$8 is the market price.

I don't make $23
even if I work from dawn to dusk!

What?

Another watch?

The most I can give you is $8,668.

Take it or leave it.

In that case, can I ask for $866?

PAWN SHOP
GOLD - 6200

How did it go? How much did you get?

-I got $866.
-More than we expected.

See, I don't take advantage of anyone.

The watch was yours. Just give me $433.

Where have you been so early, Jam?

Who's that? Your new husband?

Bitch, shut your mouth!

He's my relative
from upcountry, you whore!

Shit!

I don't want to be
with you anymore, you son of a bitch!

Hurting women…
Fucking lame husband! I'm leaving!

Get your stuff and get lost.
Get out of my face. Go!

I'm not living with you anymore, scumbag!
You wife-beating lowlife!

I'm not living with you anymore!

You filthy hussy!
A whore like you can't live with anyone.

The neighbors told me what you did.

You think you can cheat on me?

With my good looks, I can get anybody.
Don't come back here, you whore!

What are you looking at?
Want to get you ass kicked?

Get lost! Never seen a domestic fight?

Go away or I'll have you!

Ten years away from a dog,
it still remembers.

When it comes back,
it still recognizes its owner.

Three days away from a wife,
when she comes back, she ignores you.

Alas, she's worse than a dog.

-Son of bitch! Want me to kick your ass?
-Mean guy.

-Get lost before I kick your ass.
-Okay.

I'm pretty happy today.

Hey, Laem. Give me one Tom Yam Goong,

one chicken with basil and green beans,

one pepper pork,

and beef noodles without bean sprouts.

No. Scratch that.
Just three orders.

Tong and Chai, take the food back home.
I've got to go.

And where are you going, Aunt Jam?

You have to stick
your nose into everything?

I'm going to play cards,
just leave me alone!

Dad!

Hey, It's almost 10:00 a.m.
You're not at school yet?

Late every day!
When do you expect to graduate?

Go, take your allowance and scram.

And don't go fooling around, you hear me?

I don't need any more problems.

You like banging hard, don't you?
How come your husband left you?

Shut your trap, slut.

What about you? You cheat on every hand
and nobody says a thing.

No wonder your husband comes home on time,
'cause you're a cheat!

Are we playing cards or what, you slags?

That one's a cheat, this one bangs hard.

I'm getting all wet here!

Show your hand, Waew.
Why are you just sitting there?

I'm looking at you.

Damn slow.

Beat this!

You bitch. I lost everything.

Nothing left. That's all I have.

Fuck.

How do we split it?

You sore-losing slut!

Told you not to invite her.

I told you this whore gets up my nose!

Go sit somewhere else, will you?

No, sit down there. I'm tired.

Hurry.

I'm hungry.

So hungry. My tummy is rumbling!

Why, there's nothing
to eat at the foundation?

There was. But I didn't eat.

Because Pok gave all the rice to the kids.

There were three boxes
with my name on them,

but she had to showboat
for everyone. Bitch!

What are you whining for, Ly?
Don't you pity those kids?

They're starving
and don't have anywhere to sleep.

At least you have a home
where you can stuff your face!

That's right, my damn house, you pigs!

And you're going to stay here permanently?

I said he could stay.
You got a problem with that?

Who would dare
have a problem with you, Mom?

That's good, so I can go to work now.

I'm sick of this. Take care of the house.

Just watch.
Wait until you're out of money.

Mom will kick you out for sure.

Thank you very much!

We have land,
a work force, tools and materials

ready for construction, but no funding.

That's right, that's a big problem.
What can we do?

With what little we earn,
it's hard to make ends meet.

Sir.

Do you want to bleed us dry?

Even if it's a small amount…

We don't even
have enough to buy medication.

Where do we find
the money to contribute?

With a health insurance card,
you can get all the medication you need.

Then you'll have money left to donate.
That'll solve the problem!

Nid, you moron!

How are we going to have money to pay
for daycare while we go to work?

Suthin, calm down,
don't get all worked up about it.

We have volunteer teachers
from the foundation,

and we don't have to spend a dime.

Taksa, no comments?

You usually got something to say!

That's good.

Good. Anyone who'd like
to make a donation,

donate what you can.

I know not everyone has money to spare.

I'll try to get the funds
for the foundation.

In the meantime,
we can all help clear the land.

Whoever is free should come help.

So it's agreed as we discussed.

Thank you for attending the meeting today.

I now declare the meeting closed.
Thanks, everyone. Thank you.

Sir, what's the budget
to build this child care center?

Ideally, it should have
a bathroom, a nap room,

proper teaching and learning equipment.

I think that would cost thousands.

I'm afraid we only have enough

for a roof
to protect against sun and rain.

Don't be discouraged, sir.

An ex-boss of mine
is very generous and kind.

I'll call him and see if he can help.
What do you think?

If he can help,
that will be a blessing for these kids.

Chai? Are you all right?

I'm all right, Mom. I'm fine.
Don't worry about me, Mom.

And where are you now?

Tell me so I can get
Wongkom to pick you up.

No, you can't do that, Mom.

And when you are coming back?

I love you, Mom.

Yes, Chai.

-Chai!
-This is Wongkom, Madam.

Wongkom, Chaichol called just now, he…

Madam, listen carefully.
Your telephone is tapped.

Please don't make or answer any calls.

As for Chai, I'll take care of him.
That's all for now.

Chaichol used
telephone booth number 142, Zone 3.

It's a phone booth in the slum.

Yes, sir. But we can't trace Wongkom yet.

He's using a scrambler, boss.

What a handy little box this is.

It gives you a lot of money.

Tong, don't tell anyone
and I'll buy you some cakes.

Okay. Get me some ice cream, too.

Okay, I'll get you three scoops. Now go!

Let's go.

Today, Chai withdrew $2,890
from an ATM in front of Pop Mall.

Listen, send someone to wait for him there
in case he comes back for more.

And double the manpower
to search that area, understand?

Yeah, that's a lot better!

Hey. Why aren't we moving?

-I can't drive.
-You can't drive?

Why the hell are you sitting there?

-Hey, you can drive, go on, drive. Morons!
-Yes, sir.

Yeah, looks good!

Here, let me help.

Hey, do you know how to use the computer?

Yes, my ex-boss taught me a little bit,
so I know how to use it.

I saw you speaking with some foreigners.

How do you know
how to speak a foreign language?

My ex-boss was a foreigner,
so I can speak a little bit.

Now that you're fully recovered,
why don't you leave?

Where do you want me to go?

It's up to you, go anywhere you want.

If it's up to me, I'll stay here.

Pok. There's been a car accident.
Let's go.

You can't get in there!

Don't just stand there,
come help me put pressure on the wound!

Get people out of here!

Excuse me, guys.

Stay away.

Right here, quickly!
Put pressure on the leg wound.

Sir!

Hurry!

Hey, this one's already regained
consciousness, come and help!

Lift her legs!

Come on, guys!

Don't worry. I spewed my guts out
the first time as well.

Hurry!

Here, some water to wash your mouth.

Hey, Pok. This one here is dying.
Come here first!

That one's only vomiting.
He's not in danger. Come on.

You twit.

Sorry, I wasn't swearing at you.
I was just calling my friend.

Okay, he's conscious.

Hey, Ly! Another love scene
for you over here!

Me again!

Hey, did a truck
carrying shit just pass by?

Boss.

Hurry!

Hello? Yes, it is.

What? $2,890?

This gentleman is the one
who raised $2,890 for us.

Please give Chai a big round of applause.

Hey, I know where you got the money from.

What money?

-Don't give me that!
-Huh?

Tong told me
that you withdrew the money from an ATM.

Is that true?

Tong? How can you believe
a guy like Tong?

He speaks nonsense all the time.

Now, you two go and buy
the things on this list.

-Okay.
-Money.

-Go on, and hurry. Go, go.
-Yes, sir.

Here, take this. Let's go.

Chai. Pok… You scums!

Fame and fortune won't save your souls.

Only goodness can lead you to the light.

Leave your worldly possessions for others.

Even your body
will become one with the earth.

Mercy!

I'm not dead yet,
I'm just resting, you asshole.

Really?

-Where is my money?
-Here, here.

Go away, bastard.
I want to rest, don't disturb me.

Frankly, you don't look
like a thief or a criminal.

I believe what Tong said is true.

What about what Kru-Tueng said?

Where did you find
that money that quickly?

Pok, do you have a boyfriend?

Hey, aren't you listening to me?

What are we are talking about?

Let's talk about what I want first.
Boyfriend?

Fine. Not yet.

And what about you,
do you have a girlfriend?

About to get one.
She's around here somewhere.

$10.70, please.
Thank you very much, please come again.

Pok.

I'm scared. Don't harm me.
Take all you want.

None of this is mine.
Take it all, take it.

This isn't a robbery.
Open the door, switch off the alarm now.

I have two kids and a wife
at home who depend on me.

Please don't harm me.

Hey, open the door now!

Okay. And now my mother's in the hospital,
my father has cirrhosis,

and my older brother
is in the army and he is tough.

If he knows I'm in trouble,
he'll bring the whole battalion.

He's calling me right now.

Forget about it, brother. Too late!

You talk too much, asshole.

Hey, just open the door
and turn off the alarm, quickly!

Get lost.

Go, go!

Hey, police!

Don't move!

-How many of them?
-Don't know, sir. I came with you.

Give me the megaphone.

Whoever's inside…

-Is this on?
-You didn't give the order.

Do I have to give an order for everything?

Whoever's inside, put down your weapons
and release the hostages.

You're completely surrounded by police.

-I wonder if they can hear me.
-Don't know, sir.

You don't know anything.

Go call the Neg Squad!

Excuse me, sir, what is the Neg Squad?

Shit, Police Negotiators, you idiot!
Get going.

Hey, call the Neg Squad.

What are you doing?

Okay.

-Sir.
-What?

-The Neg Squad are on vacation in Phuket.
-Oh, great!

Well, then.
Take the walkie talkie to them.

We're sending one of our men
to give you a walkie talkie.

If you have anything to say,
you can radio us.

Our man is not armed.

Can I talk to your leader?

Are you sure you want to talk to my boss?

Of course, I'm sure.

Okay.

Boss.

Don't! Just stay still!

Am I talking to an alien?
It's all gibberish.

Excuse me, sir.

Boss, sir.
Maybe I should talk. Please, sir.

I want a car.

What make?

Any goddamn make
that can seat seven to eight people.

I'll give you 30 minutes.

Wait. Can we make it 40 minutes?

Thirty-five. I'll meet you halfway.

How about 38 minutes?
Help me out here.

Thirty-six at most,
I'm not making any profit.

Time is not negotiable. That's it. Over.

Get the Special Service Squad here.

-Is that the all-women squad, sir?
-What the fuck?

-It's the SWAT unit, moron!
-Yes, sir.

Come on, hurry, you slackers!

Running like you just shit your pants!

-Quick, get in!
-Go!

This is not a drill, it's the real thing.

Everyone must perform
their duty to their best.

-Understand?
-Yes, sir.

A group of armed bandits
entered a shop and took several hostages.

Everyone proceed
strictly as planned. Understand?

Yes, sir.

Use your brain.
Don't rush. Don't screw it up.

Finish the job and we can all
go home to our families safely.

-Understand?
-Yes, sir.

-Can't you say anything else?
-Yes, sir.

Very good. Check your weapons!

Camouflage your faces.

Shit, we're under attack. Get off!

Get off! Go! Hurry!

Stay still.

Where are they?
Where? Come out!

Where are they?

-Show yourself.
-Captain, sir.

-What is it?
-Flat tire, sir.

Stop struggling.

It's been 10 minutes already.

What a hot-head.

Hey. Why don't you two get a room?

Sir, the SWAT unit got a flat tire.

They did? Why now?

Who do you want to hit?

It's been 11 minutes already.

So enjoy talking.

Stay still.

Call the TB.

-"TB"?
-Twin Buster.

Twin Buster, you hear me?

You idiot.

If you don't want any more deaths,
don't send anyone in anymore.

Hey, what unit is that?

DK, sir.

"DK"? What's "DK"?

"Don't know," sir.

Shit, you don't know? Stop fooling around.

-Hide, quickly!
-What's going on?

Go hide, you hillbilly.

Pok!

Thanks, buddy.

No worries, black dick!

Wrong movie, dumbass.

Mr. Chai, come on.

Pok!

Wongkom, let me go. Pok!

-Pok! Wongkom, let me go. Pok!
-Come on.

Hurry!

-Pok!
-Get in.

Pok.

Let me out!

Do you realize what you've done?

What, son? Why are you scolding him?

He just saved your life.

I'll go and help her.

Mr. Chai, don't go anywhere
right now, it's risky.

I know who the mastermind is.
It is safer to stay here.

-I agree with what he said.
-That's right, I also agree.

About the girl.
I'll find out if she's safe.

I'll bring her back to you. I promise.

POWER OF ATTORNEY

Sign it.

So we can be done with it.

You won't get anything from me,
not even a dollar.

Yeah? Let's see what I'm going to get.

Hey.

Bring him here.

Yeah, go bring him here.

Go!

We'll see.

Hey, why did you bring this one?
He's one of ours!

Yeah.

The other one!

Are you crazy or drunk? Go!

Sign it.

Yeah, this one!

Uncle.

Don't sign it.

We'll die no matter what.

Sign it. Or do you want
to see blood shed first? Sign it.

No?

Hey, do it.

Don't sign.

Uncle!

Are you going to sign? No?

There's someone else here!

Yeah. Bring her in.

Do you have to see blood before you sign?

Easy.

-Mom!
-Hey, no, no.

Unless you want your mother
to die like your father, sign it!

Hey, sign!

Sign it.

Go ahead.

Sign.

Yeah. Very good.

That's it.

It's all done, Mr. Choung.

All done.

That's it!

-Choung!
-Be quiet.

-What? Were you behind all this?
-I told you to be quiet.

It doesn't matter.

This share transfer certificate
is invalid without the company seal.

What seal, you damn lawyer?

-Where is the seal?
-What?

She doesn't have it.

This so-called seal
is the fingerprint of Mr. Wongkom.

My damn brother,
still causing me grief from his grave!

Get him here right now!

-Wongkom!
-Release Madam and Chai now.

Lawyer, too.

Guns are forbidden here.

Then what?

I need your fingerprint
on this power of attorney.

Hurry up. Let's get it over with.

Okay. But you have to come
and break my arm off first.

Oh, so you want to be crippled? Okay.

Nhong.

-You goddamn idiot.
-Yeah!

-Get out of my face, moron. Go.
-Go!

Just go.

-Sayan.
-Yes, sir.

Finish it.

Okay. Go now?

Go.

Hey!

You want to die?

Get up.

Bring it!

Mommy, it hurts!

What's he doing?

Come.

-No more.
-No more?

No?

You're a Muay Thai champion? Seriously?

I give up.

Knee!

I thought no guns were allowed.

The sign's gone.

I told you to go the other side.

What are you shooting near my ear for?
You idiot. Go!

-What?
-I'll show you! Go, moron!

Dumbass, they're over there!

Wongkom, don't!

I was wrong. I'm sorry.
I made a mistake. Please forgive me.

"I was wrong"?

You pig face!

You fricking filthy face!

Mothersucker!

Just say "you motherfucker," Madam.

-Yeah, you mother--
-That's enough, Mom.

Let the police deal with him. Let's go.

Wongkom, I apologize for what happened.

It's all right, I was only doing my job.

Why are you arresting me?
What did I do? Are you crazy?

The movie is about to end!

I only got to say three words!

Hey!

-I want to talk to the director! Really?
-He's at the station.

He's right there!
You intended to destroy me.

Right, Mum? You surely want
to destroy me. Shit!

Sayan slurs a lot,
yet you gave him lines!

But you won't give me any.
Bastard, don't let me catch you!

Mr. Chai, the girl
that you wish to see is still alive.

-Oh, yeah?
-Yes.

Mom, I want to get married.

-Married?
-Yes.

If I ever make a movie,

I'll make you run naked
the whole movie, bastard!

How could you do this
to a top comedian like me?

I only got to say three words.

I'll get you back,
you useless piece of shit!

After the arrest

of Mr. Chot Petchpantakarn's
own younger brother for his murder,

the Petchpantakarn Family is preparing
for the wedding of Mr. Chaichol,

the dead businessman's only son.

We will keep you informed
as to when and where the ceremony will be,

and who the bride is.

Tong, come eat.

Help yourself, I've eaten already.

Pok, come eat.

No need to call her.

She won't eat.

This happened to me when I was 17 or 18.

Looks like she's in love.

That's her problem.

So what's that got to do
with the price of fish?

Here's a fish. Sole fish!

It lives on land, water,
and even on your face.

You smart-ass. Always mucking around.

I'll sew your mouth shut in a minute.
Watch it. I'm in a bad mood.

Fuck. Shut up.

-Hey, that's Jam's house.
-Yeah, that's right.

There, Chai is on TV.

Aunt Jam.

Chai…

That's in front of our house.

Pok, Chai is at the front.

Chai.

Pok.

What's up?

Will you marry me?

The ring, put it on!

I knew it. I'm never wrong.

What the hell are you staring at?

Good.

Pok, you pig.

You dog's ass! How can you do this to me?

You'd better kill me,
why did you shit on my heart?

I just want to die!

When love calls,
it's always sweet at first--

Good, hug each other.
Hug, good, do it.

Hey, if you want to use the room,
it's vacant.

Good, I like it, I love it!

The room is vacant. Want to use it?

It's now clear who was
behind the assassination.

Some of you may think you know,

but it's a little complicated.

It goes like this.

The real person behind the assassination

is the real younger brother
of Mr. Chot himself,

namely Mr. Choung.

Mr. Choung is Mr. Chot's younger brother.

Mr. Chot was Mr. Chaichol's father.

This would make Mr. Chaichol
the nephew of Mr. Choung.

Are you confused?

I'm not because I am the reporter.

At the moment,
Mr. Chaichol is in a "takrai" ceremony.

Oh, sorry, not "takrai." Surprise!

Takrai is "lemongrass," used for cooking.

The surprise here was the sudden wedding.
Sudden like lightning.

Lightning bolts.

Like when it rains.

I almost couldn't be talking here.

Back to Mr. Chaichol's wedding,

we'll bring you the latest happenings
in Mr. Chaichol's household.

We'll go deep into the household affairs
of one of the richest families.

Of course, we can't get into their room.

Some things may not be
suitable for television.

We will continue to follow…

-Is that enough?
-A bit more.

-More?
-Yeah, a little bit.

A bit more. Okay.

We're still here trying
to report on Mr. Chaichol's wedding

until the director says it's enough…

-That's enough, right?
-A bit more.

A bit more?

He's so demanding.

I've been waiting since this morning.
A bit more?

-Come on. That's enough, isn't it?
-Okay, up to you.

If it's up to me, then…

This is Kamsai reporting. See you!