All language subtitles for Midnight.Museum.S01E05.Salt.1080p.VIU.WEB-DL.AAC.H.264

You will be in this state for a while.

Until the power of the rock completely withdraws from you.

In the upcoming auction,

we need to get that item.

Every woman dreams of being the picture of perfection.

But being perfect,

it comes with a cost.

Why are you taking Mom's photo down?

Bee, please have breakfast.

No.

Bee.

Come back here.

Bee, come here.

Just to be the perfect woman...

What on earth brought me here?

Tor Thanaphob

Gun Atthaphan

Foei Patara

Namtan Tipnaree

Saiparn Apinya

Ployphach Phatchatorn

Directed by Attaporn Theemakorn

Dome.

Will you please eat something?

He's still not eating?

I'll be gone for a few days.

I leave Dome in your care.

The item you're going to the auction for...

It will really help Dome, won't it?

Oh, look.

Excuse me.

You're Ing, the new resident, right?

Nice to meet you.

I'm Manee.

This is Chinda and Ploy.

We happened to see you and Mr. Kong just now.

You were adorable.

You totally are.

Reminds me of way back.

Budsara used to give Mr. Kong a kiss goodbye before work, too.

I wonder what happened between them that made Budsara...

We'll stay in this position for three breaths.

Keep your right knee soft.

Chest open and eyes to the ceiling.

Three.... Take a deep breath.

Two... Keep your right foot on the mat.

One...

(She looked like she was competing with someone.)

(Guess it's in her nature to always fight)

(...for someone else's seat at the table.)

(You need to keep an eye on your husband, you know?)

(He would never want the lowlife of a woman)

(...so eager to enter high society.)

Thank you.

Thank you.

You are...

I'm Nisa.

Thank you, Nisa.

Was it your first time trying yoga, Ing?

Yes, it was.

So it was. And you did such a good job.

Thank you.

I didn't want to hold anyone back so I tried my best.

I've heard so much about you,

but you're nothing like what they all said.

People talked?

Well...

Nisa, you're here, too?

We didn't see you in class at all.

Right?

I've been here the entire time.

But you probably didn't see me because

you were so busy nitpicking someone else.

Oh, no way.

I was just looking at Ing

because she looked really enthusiastic and determined.

She totally was.

I thought the exact word was "eager"?

I think I heard something like "eager to enter high society."

No way.

I think you might have misheard that, Ing.

It's about time we leave.

Our kids must be waiting.

That's true.

We have to go pick up our babies.

Excuse us.

Let's go.

I didn't take you for someone who bites back, Ing.

Don't you have to pick up your children, too?

I don't have children.

Well, then.

Do you want to come to my place to talk some more?

I'd love to get to know more about you.

Here, Mr. Khatha.

(Your visit is very welcome, esteemed guests.)

(The first day of our auction starts at exactly noon.)

(The guests interested in auctioning these pieces,)

(please attend the auction at the hotel's library.)

(You are to bring the auction card we have provided)

(in place of your credit card.)

(Have a good day and may you bring home the very things you came for.)

Mr. Khatha.

The item we want is the last piece to be auctioned off on the last day.

Is that so?

Well, until then,

if there's any other pieces you want for the museum,

feel free to go for it.

Like that pearl egg thing you like so much—

The Fabergé egg.

That.

I think I'll take a rest.

You can use my card.

Thank you.

But I've got mine.

Excuse me.

That brat....

So he came prepared, huh.

Please, come in.

Feel free to take a seat.

A hot soup after a workout soothes the body and the mind.

Thank you.

Don't worry yourself about those people, Ing.

They're just jealous.

You got to marry the handsome and rich Mr. Kong,

and he's young, too.

Us women are driven by envy, after all.

Don't you think so, Ing?

Actually, every family has their own problems.

Manee just caught her husband cheating,

but she's turning a blind eye.

Chinda's and Ploy's husbands are secretly fooling around.

How come you know everything?

It's probably because...

I live above everyone.

The higher it is, the more I can see.

I can even see someone who jumps off the top floor.

But you don't need to worry.

I don't care what other people's stories are.

I simply think you and Mr. Kong are perfect for each other,

because you're such a strong woman.

One issue, though.

Too bad he already has a child.

He'll definitely put his daughter first.

I bet he's already started to feel a little distant, hasn't he?

Let me be frank with you...

When was the last time you two slept together?

Don't tell me it's even before the wedding.

How is that funny?

Excuse me.

What do you want?

Try the soup.

That's not what I'm talking about—

Please try the soup.

What on earth did you put in this?

This bag is full of charmed salt.

It will give you everything you ever want.

(Ever heard of the phrase...)

("The way to a man's heart is through his stomach"?)

(It might sound a little medieval,)

(but after getting married,

I learned that it also means something else.)

You're home?

Bee.

(It means power and control.)

(And you can have it via your cooking.)

Try it and see if you like it.

It's good.

You like it?

Can I have more?

Of course.

(In olden times, us women didn't get to study.)

(We were thrown in the kitchen very early on in life.)

(We were diminished,)

(deprived of actually doing something that matters.)

(Having opinions and desires was not an option.)

(But there was still one thing we could do,)

and that was indirectly having control over those in power.

Ing.

I love you, Ing.

I love you, too.

(If there's something we can do to control such power,)

(even if the chances are slim,)

(it is worth trying, isn't it?)

Why are you just sitting there?

Don't know how to play?

You don't have to care.

Even if I played, no one would anyway.

So you're saying you can play, or you could,

but you don't know how anymore?

Musician's sense, I guess.

I'm a piano teacher. My name's Ratchanee.

Let me see.

Musician's dystonia.

That doesn't happen to all musicians.

Only to those who play a lot, who practice a lot.

Some understand that

it is caused by vigorous or bad practice.

But what many don't know is that

someone with this condition

can't control their own muscles because of anxiety.

In someone who's a perfectionist,

it could be even worse.

Is there a solution

to what you just described?

Do you want to try again?

I actually charge an hourly fee.

We start practicing at 6PM.

I'm not sure if I want to learn.

That's not a definite no, is it?

Believe me

and everyone will look at you again.

Who are you?

Bee?

I'm not playing with you, Bee!

Let me go!

Bee?

Were you in the room with me?

No.

What?

You look like you just saw a ghost.

Or is there actually one in there?

Bee...

Why is my mother's photo here?

Listen to me, Bee.

Why should I listen to the person who stole Dad away from Mom and me?

- Bee, calm down. - Do you realize...

-You're the reason my mother killed herself?

Do you?

Don't ever think you could replace her.

A bitch like you will never take her place.

Bee!

How could you say that?

Apologize right now.

No.

Apologize.

No!

Kong, no.

Bee.

Bee.

Bee.

Please, don't fight. Bee, I'm sorry.

Bee, I'm sorry.

Bee.

Bee, I'm sorry.

Bee, I'm really sorry.

I didn't mean for it to be like this.

Kong, she was right.

Bud really died because of me.

She was so good to me and I shouldn't have done this to her.

You didn't.

Ing, listen to me.

Bud and I didn't love each other anymore.

We were already going to get a divorce, Ing.

But Bee was really close to her mother.

She needed someone to blame

so she could easily accept her loss.

Do you understand?

Ing.

Ing.

Be patient.

Alright?

Be patient.

We'll finally be a perfect family.

Alright?

I love you, Ing.

I love you, too.

Miss Ratchanee?

I'm ready.

Miss...

What do I do now?

What you need to do is...

Try this.

(Swallow your pride)

(and eat the soup made by the woman you hate.)

Can I have seconds?

Thank you.

Excuse me, Nisa.

I saw that you have a little tip for Ing.

We would like to have it, too.

Would you mind sharing?

Mr. Khatha.

I think we have something to be concerned about at this auction.

These past three days,

someone always beat us to every single piece we wanted to buy.

Maybe you only hold a grudge against this person

because she bought the piece you wanted?

No.

I seriously think the situation isn't looking good.

It's like she's here to buy every piece at this auction.

If that's the case, the item that you want...

You speak like you don't know me, Triphob.

I will definitely get what I want.

Don't worry.

But I'm getting really curious who The High Priestess is.

Let me buy you this drink.

What's the occasion?

Let's just say I...

would love to know you.

I thought there's a rule that doesn't allow us to reveal who we are.

I didn't take you for someone who cares about rules.

They also don't allow us to buy more than 10 pieces at a time,

and you don't seem to care about that.

So that's what this is actually about.

Then I guess I really don't care about rules just like you suggested.

Tell me honestly what you want.

I'd love to know, too, what exactly you want from this auction.

The reason is personal.

But you look like you're intimidated by me.

Is there something you need?

You can tell me.

I'll let you have it

as a token of my gratitude for buying me a drink.

How about we just see how it will go at the actual auction?

Then at least let me buy you this drink in return.

As for the auction, I accept your challenge.

Whatever it is that you want,

I will make it mine.

See you there...

Mr. Museum Owner.

Mr. Khatha.

Everything's in order.

Good evening.

Welcome our esteemed guests to the last day of the auction.

And the first piece of tonight is...

The Royal Danish, also known as the lost Fabergé egg.

The price starts at 100 million USD.

We are ready for bidding.

Triphob.

I'll avenge you.

(I'm counting on you, sir.)

Our first bid is 150 million USD by The Hermit.

I now have 200 million USD from The High Priestess.

Anyone wants to go higher?

We are currently at 250 million USD.

300 million USD now.

(Mr. Khatha.)

(We should let this one go.)

I'll get over the Fabergé egg.

Going once.

Going twice.

And sold!

The Royal Danish is sold to The High Priestess!

The next piece is just as interesting:

Sunflower No.2 by one famous painter.

We start the bidding at 100 million USD,

starting now.

Mr. Khatha, there is no authentication on this painting yet.

It could be a forgery.

(I know.)

Only fools would risk their fortune and buy something like this.

I have a 200 million USD bid.

Anyone else wants to go higher?

(Don't be that fool, sir.)

Shut up.

We're now at 300 million USD.

Anyone else?

Going once.

Going twice.

And sold!

The Sunflower is sold to The Hermit.

(Mr. Khatha.)

Triphob, keep quiet.

I'm getting fired up.

Sold to The Hermit!

Sold to The High Priestess!

Sold to The Hermit!

Sold to The High Priestess!

Congratulations.

The next piece is an ancient crystal jewelry made of salt crystal

formerly belonging to an onmyoji from the Heian period.

It comes with purifying power and is said to absorb negative energy.

The purer it is, the more power it holds.

We start the bidding at 500 million USD, starting now.

I have one billion USD.

Two billion USD.

Any higher?

(Mr. Khatha,)

can I say something?

Since when did you ask for permission to speak?

You always just chatter away.

I feel that lately Mr. Dome has come to have such an influence on you.

(It could be because he looks like your younger brother,)

but I don't want you to get attached to Mr. Dome.

The world we live in is full of danger.

(That means Mr. Dome is certain to face such danger, too.)

And if you were to lose Mr. Dome, too,

I do hope you wouldn't do something stupid.

Three billion dollars.

What do you mean?

(I know you'll do anything to save him.)

So do it.

Thank you, Triphob.

And the current bid is at three billion USD.

Does anyone want to go higher?

Going once.

Going twice.

And sold!

The ancient crystal jewelry is sold to The Hermit at three billion USD.

Tonight's auction has come to an end.

We hope to see you again.

Thank you and goodnight.

(The Book of Revelation)

I am the singer of praises of the Lord. (The Book of Revelation)

I am the singer of praises of the Lord.

I am waiting, for the Lord shall show wonders in heavens and earth:

blood

and fire

and pillars of smoke.

The sun shall be turned into darkness,

the moon into blood,

and the stars into rubbles raining down upon earth,

before the coming of the great

and terrible day of the Lord.

(I got what I wanted.)

(So I'm giving you this.)

(If there's anything else I need in the future,)

(I'll be sure to take it over from you.)

What's for lunch?

I I can't tell you. It's a surprise.

Sit down. Food will be ready soon.

Okay.

(Boarding school massacre brought by oppressive seniority system)

Is something wrong?

Not at all.

Go sit down. Food will be ready soon.

I'll wait.

I'm starving.

It looks amazing.

Why does it taste weird?

It's not your usual flavor.

I feel like something is missing.

Maybe you should make something else?

We ran out of ingredients.

We can buy more.

Here's the money.

It's...

Take it, Ing.

Take my money.

Take everything.

Please cook it again.

If that's not enough, just take my watch.

Ing!

Cook something!

Go buy some ingredients.

Ing, cook!

Alright!

Alright, everyone.

I said alright.

Nisa, are you there?

Open the door.

Are you in there?

She's not answering.

Where is she?

Nisa!

Come here, Ing.

Where's Nisa?

It's your fault, Ing.

We started using that salt because of you.

Nisa, are you there?

Say something!

Hey, look!

Let go!

Let go!

Oh, Ing?

Why don't you join me?

Human flesh isn't bad, you know?

Would you like to try?

What do you want?

Why did you do this to my family?

I'm here to help you.

We are good friends

so I want to share with you the secret recipe for the salt.

To make someone happy,

it costs someone else's tears.

It's not surprising, is it, that this charmed salt is made of the tears

of someone who's in the worst pain of their life?

It's a top-shelf seasoning.

But Ing, whose tears should it be?

The recipe never specifies

if it has to be the tears of someone you love,

the tears of someone you hate,

or the tears of someone you truly do not need.

Someone like your stepdaughter.

Get a tight grip on this knife

and drive it into someone you really want to disappear.

It seems your stepdaughter really relishes her father's flesh.

She can't stop eating.

You.

This is all your fault.

You took Dad away from Mom and me.

You're the reason Mom killed herself.

Someone like you is only fit to be my maid,

not my mother.

Oh?

I get it now.

Then let's settle it right here right now.

You ruined my perfect life!

It's you who took everything from me.

You robbed me of my perfection!

Pain...

It always tastes so sweet on the victor's tongue.

I guess yours won.

I'll let you in on one last tip.

Being a woman is difficult.

You have so many duties to do.

Be a good wife.

Be a good role model.

Be a good leader.

It's not easy for one woman to have it all.

In due time, the resurrection will be upon us.

How are you feeling?

I'm alright now.

June told me you've been trying to find a way to help me.

Thank you.

This jewelry is made of salt crystal.

Old tales said salt is pure.

It has the ability to drive away and absorb vile energy.

You have to wear it at all times.

Do not ever take it off.

Is it expensive?

Let's say it's not expensive enough to hurt my pocket.

That doesn't exactly answer my question.

I don't even have a pocket to hurt.

Dome.

You're fired.

Go back to your ordinary world.

Don't ever come back.

You are no longer welcomed here.

Here.

From now on,

you won't be able to find this place again.

I don't know what anyone else says,

but I'll definitely come visit you, Dome.

Directed by Attaporn Theemakorn

Fah Yongwaree

Tu Tontawan

Mook Worranit

Dao Pimthong / Aon Nophand

Midnight Museum: Salt

I'm here to apply for a job.

Who are you?

It doesn't matter who I am.

Who are you?

The crystal anklet Khatha said would protect you from anything,

it doesn't work anymore.

That means

you're in danger.

Dome!