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Are you going out of town again?

Help!

Whoa!

Go get Magnate Thong.

- If Master Gaysorn... - I know what I'm doing!

Don't lecture me! Go!

Master Gaysorn is giving birth!

Master Gaysorn is giving birth, sir.

You helped me.

Of course I'd help you back.

Boom?

Chaai?

I was late because I got caught up with work.

Are you alright?

Yes, dear.

Even if you're not here with me,

I won't die so easily.

My son.

That's your daughter.

Our child is a girl.

Boonta.

You're finally back.

I was about to go and help you look for her.

Luang!

He returned and came right here to see you with Luang Vasuthep.

This girl came with them.

So,

who is she, sir?

We came from the Police Force.

What happened?

You can tell us.

I was coming home from gathering wild herbs.

I saw someone moving

like they were doing something.

I didn't even approach them.

Those bandits saw me,

and they chased me, sirs.

If you are alright,

I'll escort you home.

You might run into them again.

I don't want to go home, sirs.

I'm an orphan. I don't have anyone.

If you don't mind,

please take me in as your slave.

You don't have anyone?

But you don't have to become a slave.

You can work, you know.

I don't know any craft.

What work can I possibly do?

Luang saved my life.

Please take me in as your slave, sir.

Girl.

What's your name?

Noknoi.

Noknoi, you can stay here for a while.

Hey, Boonta.

Don't you think you should ask me? I own this place.

No.

I'm not a courtesan. Why would I stay here?

Look, girl.

This place is not just for courtesans.

Isn't that right, Mother?

Here, we have food, beds, and work.

If you don't know anything, someone will teach you.

More importantly,

our mother is really, really kind.

She welcomes a complete stooge...

A complete stranger like you

to stay here.

You can stay.

Just help out in the kitchen as Boonta does.

That's settled,

Noknoi.

(Announcement for Songkran.)

(1188 Minor Era.)

(In the auspicious year)

(of 2365 Buddhist Era.)

(On this joyous occasion on the waxing moon, )

(the fifth day is an auspicious day.)

(The God of Sun)

(has made the journey from Pisces to Aries, )

(traveling along a distant path to the celestial mountain.)

(All the while, there was a celestial goddess)

(by the name of Raksasthevi, )

(descending from the Realm of the Four Heavenly Kings.)

(She performed sacred miracles)

(while wearing a protective armlet, adorning herself with a lotus flower, )

(donning a divine agate robe, and consuming sacred blood food.)

(In her right hand, she holds a trident.)

(In her left hand, she holds a bow and arrows.)

(She traveled majestically)

(on the back of a divine swine.)

(On this Maha Songkran, )

(Wednesday is the New Year's Eve.)

(Thursday is the New Year's Day.)

(Thus the turn of the year is)

(Thursday the seventh of the waxing moon in the fifth month, )

(at 24 past nine in the evening.)

(This time marks the end of the year of the Rooster, )

(and the beginning of the year of the Dog.)

(Thus the new year is 1188 Minor Era, )

(the year of the Dog.)

This pink one...

Wow! It matches so well.

Boonta's grill and soup

have made me so much money.

I'm giving out food.

Wait, Mother.

Do you have to go this big just to give out food? Do we need new clothes?

We'll just be cooks and give out food.

We're not going on a runway.

You're so amnesiac you forget the day and time, Boonta.

We're buying new robes and sashes

because Maha Songkran is drawing near.

They just announced it.

This year, it's Tuesday, the fifth of the fifth month.

You need the government to announce Songkran Day?

Don't you know, Boonta? Songkran is the turn of the Minor Era year.

We find out the date from the government's announcement.

So, Songkran is the Thai New Year.

Boonta drowned and lost her memory.

Next year is the year of the Dog, 1188 Minor Era.

So, what do you do during Songkran in this era?

If you don't remember, just wait and see.

We have to choose clothes. Stop talking.

No, Songkran is the occasion for flowers.

I have a flower pattern too. Here.

Boonta!

Can you even afford this? It's so expensive. Only rich people wear this.

Those flowers aren't enough for me.

I need more flowers.

I'm going to make flower-patterned shirts.

I saw my "stylist"...

Someone I know

printed patterns on shirts like

flowers, leaves, and things.

The tools aren't quite the same, but I think we can do it.

- So how do you do that? - Yeah.

Make it damp, not completely dry.

- And then what? - Spread it out.

Stretch it all the way.

- That's right. Stretch it tight. - Is this good?

Lay it down.

Then, place the leaves and create a pattern.

See? Then, we fold the edges in.

Just a bit.

Just to prevent the leaves and flowers from falling off.

I'm going to roll it in.

- Just roll it over? - That's right.

Stretch it out for me. Make it tight.

- Stretch. Easy. - Be careful. Don't place one on top of the other.

Watch your fingers.

- See? - Roll it in.

- Oh? - You do it like you've done it before.

- You're good. - Now that's done. Come on.

Use this thread...

Here, Aunt.

- Wrap it like a sausage. - Huh?

Here.

Wow!

The color sticks!

- Take the leaves out. - Pick them off.

- Pick them off. - Go ahead and remove them.

- It turned purple. - That's right. See?

See? This is a flower sash. Khaosan style.

Is this all it takes? Is it going to last?

It doesn't matter if it washes off. We just wear this during the festival.

For Songkran, we can't dress boringly.

We have to make it fab! Make it dope! Make it go hard!

Cute, lit, and dope.

Yeah, I want it. Let me. I'll try it on.

I'm old anyway. It won't make a difference.

See? What do you think?

- It looks good on you! - You look great, Aunt!

-You do. - It's bright!

- See? It does look good. It's cooling too. - Looking good, Aunt.

Hey, won't you do it with us?

No.

I don't do weird things.

It was good the way it was before.

Listen, Boonta.

Why did you let that girl stay here?

Don't you see she's eyeing the Luang?

I'm not stupid.

It's better if I keep her close.

If she's here,

I can watch her and stop her from getting close to Chaai.

- Move. - Hey.

What are you doing?

Ming, do you want this too?

Let's "squad up" as a gang.

So where can I find men's shirts?

(Episode 14: War on Songkran... Battlefield Kitchen)

- Here, take this too. - Aunt, sorry.

Every time I make merit,

I run into these people.

The abbot said someone else was also giving out food.

I didn't think it would be Mrs. Tubtim.

Should we move, Mother?

I won't. I intended to do it here.

Focus on the pots and grills.

Are you sure, Mother?

Luang and Boonta...

If Boonta and Luang are in love,

they have to get through his mother.

Let's find out what she thinks so we can deal with her.

I was going to announce Chaai and Dokgaew's wedding.

Yet these courtesans

are ruining my event.

Don't get upset.

It's good they're here.

We'll show them

that they don't belong.

What are they giving out? Why are there so many people?

They do rice and shrimp paste dip

with a big fried mackerel

and a side of vegetables. That's like palace food.

Are they here to make merit or to brag about their wealth?

Did they bring all their belongings and servants?

Hey, cutie.

We got food over here too.

I'm sorry.

I almost dropped it.

Chaai, hold her hands, son.

She had the strength to run after my Luang before.

Why is she suddenly weak?

Don't you think so, sir?

If it's too heavy, I'll help you.

Thank you, sir.

But I can hold it with Chaai.

You said you would help me.

Gods bless you.

Luang and...

Dokgaew.

She's Chaai's fiancée.

They look good together.

These foods are Dokgaew's cooking.

She is in charge of the kitchen for this event.

I want to see my son settle down with a good woman like Dokgaew

so I can rest easy.

Mother.

All Chaai does is work.

Chim is busy

because he just became the Bird Nest Taxmaster.

At least I have Chang,

who left monkhood and took over my family's business.

You should get married soon, sir.

Tubtim needs a daughter-in-law to take care of her.

If you get married too old, your children won't grow up soon enough.

Tubtim needs company too.

With that being said, I think I should schedule the wedding day.

So perhaps the rumors that Luang is attracted to a courtesan

aren't true?

It's not!

Why would Chaai stoop so low and take that kind of woman as his wife?

She spreads her leg for others, yet she doesn't make enough to live.

She has to do other work.

I don't spread...

Mother, that's enough.

I think I should go.

Boonta.

Yes?

My booth barely gets any guests.

They're all over there.

Boat racing

is something you can compete in.

But heritage and prestige are not something you can compete in.

People want palace food.

They don't want something courtesans cook.

Then, make them want to eat what courtesans cook.

Your cooking is every bit as good as an elite's.

Show them what you can do.

You're right.

What's this?

What are you doing?

We didn't do anything.

It's those people.

Those people?

Are they trying to burn the temple down?

Why is there so much smoke?

Mrs. Tubtim, would you like some grilled meat, ma'am?

We have some done and ready.

I'm not here to...

- Sauce, come on. - Yes, Mother.

Here you go.

Boonta!

Please try it, Mother.

It tastes quite good.

It's really good, Mother.

I love it!

Can I have some too?

And I would like a take-home for my wife.

Yes, sir.

- Me too. - Of course.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

Master Tubtim, don't fall for them. Spit it out! Spit!

Whoa!

Courtesans like you people

always do strange and weird things.

You think doing this would improve your image?

The courtesans' food

is just like you people.

It's good for a night, for one time only.

It's not good for life.

- Tch! - You're going too far, ma'am.

We're courtesans, but we're humans too.

We can make merit too.

You want to make merit?

Spend the money from sleeping with men to build your own temple!

You can make merit and give out food all you want then!

I will, ma'am!

Just wait and see. I'll build a temple.

Mrs. Tubtim, you sure go big.

You make merit as a front,

but you actually want to announce

your son's got a fiancée.

Isn't that right?

I think you should ask your son, ma'am.

You're arranging his marriage

knowing that your son is attracted to my girl.

He visits my place almost every night.

He even said he'd buy Boonta's freedom.

Watch your mouth, Fang.

I'm sorry, sir.

I forgot you and your mother are both thin-skinned.

You Sampheng woman! You lowly people!

It's your girl who eyes my son!

Let me warn you. Don't be too ambitious.

You're the one who should warn your son

not to stoop down to our level.

Take me home!

- I don't want to stay too long. - Yes, ma'am.

- The low-class disease is spreading to me! Chaai, go! - Yeah, go!

- Luang! - Who are you talking to?

What are you to him?

You darned woman!

Are you trying to embarrass my master?

You wicked people!

I'm going to teach you how to know your place!

- Calm down! - Are you going to fight in a temple?

- Dang! Destroy their booth! - Yes, ma'am!

No! Don't!

Stop!

I said stop!

If you don't, I'll put you all in jail!

Chaai, how could you do that?

You helped that woman in front of Dokgaew!

Don't you think Pikul and I would be embarrassed?

Officials all over town have daughters.

How dare you like a lowly courtesan of all people?

Mother.

For me,

a courtesan is not a lowly woman.

I love Boonta for who she is and for her personality.

I don't care about ranks or classes.

I have been in love with her for a long time.

I love her even more now.

Boonta will be my only love.

My everlasting love.

Even if you don't approve,

I won't stop loving her.

I will marry Boonta no matter what.

No, I won't allow it.

Chim, Chang.

Please convince him for me!

Mother.

Chaai.

If you really like Boonta,

you must buy her freedom.

- Chim! - Mother.

You know Chaai is a passive-aggressive type.

If he's made up his mind,

no matter what I say,

he won't listen.

If you care about our mother,

just don't take her home.

Mother.

I disagree.

She should visit us from time to time.

If you get to know Boonta better,

you might understand

why Chaai likes her.

No!

I won't allow you

to be in love with her!

That woman, all she does is drag you down!

I won't allow it, no matter what!

Mother?

Mother?

- Mother? - What's wrong?

Is someone here? I need an inhaler!

Mother...

I'll leave Mother with you.

- Kerd! - Chaai.

Let him go.

Mother is not that sick.

Puek.

What's the matter?

Dokgaew is waiting for you at the temple.

She asked me to find you.

That's all. Goodbye.

I'm not trying to interfere or anything, Chaai,

but if you don't have feelings for Dokgaew, just tell her.

You don't like to be direct.

That's why it has dragged on for far too long.

Puek said you wanted to see me.

Yes.

It's Songkran.

I want to build a sand pagoda with you.

It was too chaotic earlier, so I didn't ask you to come.

I heard building a sand pagoda

is equal in merit to donating pebbles and sand.

If a man and a woman build one together,

- they will be... - Dokgaew.

I can't build a sand pagoda with you.

Why not?

I want to build a sand pagoda with the woman I love.

Do you mean

Boonta?

You may love her,

but you won't end up together anyway.

Even if I don't end up together with Boonta,

I don't think of you

more than a little sister.

I'm sorry.

Young Miss.

Let me go. I want to cry alone.

We...

Leave me alone. I said go!

Boonta, did you see what Luang's mother is capable of?

No matter how much the man loves you,

sometimes he can't protect you from the women around him.

And if one of those women is his mother,

would he dare go against his parent?

If you insist on being in love with him,

this is far from the last time.

I played this role in a show,

and I'm playing this role in real life?

I finally have an off-screen boyfriend.

Do I still get the cliché daughter-in-law role?

There's also a class gap.

In acting, I got it nailed, though.

Can I ask for a role change?

Why would you worry, Boonta?

It's not like Luang will marry you as his legit wife.

It's better to be his favorite courtesan.

You have Mother to protect you.

No mother-in-law can hurt you.

Hey, are you trying to comfort her or not?

Don't listen to Pudsorn.

She's never been in love.

Should I listen to someone who's been in love

and got dumped by a husband like you?

I may not have love,

but I have money.

You can survive without love, but without money,

you'll surely die.

Pudsorn is right, though.

I won't be anyone's secret wife or a third or fourth family.

I'd rather be single and save up to buy my own freedom.

Over there. Someone is waiting to make up with you.

Come on. Let's get in the boat and go home.

- Yes, Mother. - Not you, Boonta.

Clear it up with your Luang.

- Mother just set you up. - Aunt!

Bye.

I said go away, Dang.

I'm not Dang.

Luang.

Why are you here, sir?

Don't you see I'm crying?

You don't own the temple.

You can cry all you want.

I'm going to build a sand pagoda.

Are you still crying?

Why are you crying so much?

Your tears are going to flood my sand pagoda.

You must rebuild it for me.

Are my tears Khlong Ong Ang or something?

If you keep making fun of me,

I can't cry anymore.

That's good.

Come and build a sand pagoda with me then.

Building a sand pagoda is a big merit.

The merit will guide you.

It will make your love life successful.

Chaai.

Are you going to walk until 2567 B.E.?

2567 B.E.?

I was being sarcastic.

If you have something to say, just say it.

You're sarcastic.

That means you're mad at me.

I'm mad at destiny, actually.

It's like

you win a lottery, but you can't cash it in.

Wait. Don't get down on your knee.

You have to say...

"Yes, you do?"

"Yes, I..."

"I" is me. "You" is you.

"Yes, I do." Yeah.

"Yes, I do," sir.

Why would I get down on my knee?

I'm giving you this ring as a gift.

I told my mother about us.

Your mother disapproved, did she?

I'll try harder.

I want her to approve.

I'll marry you into my household.

I know I've made you sad,

but I want you to trust me.

This ring must be so expensive, right?

Is that why you're buying my trust with this?

It's an insurance from me.

If I make you too sad to bear

and don't want anything to do with me again,

just sell this ring

and buy your own freedom.

"Okay."

With this secret "deal" of love,

I'll accept your logic.

I hope it's not fake, though.

Now that you've given me something,

I have something for you too.

I made this for you because if I sew your old shirt, it won't be the same.

It's the same pattern as your robe.

Of course. This is our couple's outfit.

Even if we're in the chatting phase,

we can wear a couple's outfit.

If we're lovers,

what do we wear then?

Wedding outfits?

Hey, Luang! What are you saying?

That's really too far!

I'll elope with you. Let's go.

Are you worried someone might recognize you?

Come on. Let me borrow this.

Here.

Put some white clay on so nobody recognizes you.

On your cheeks. And here.

You put on some too.

So nobody recognizes us.

Boom!

Let's trade.

Come on.

Here. Take this!

Take this!

Here goes!

Let me take some.

It looks like you've accepted it now.

No, sir.

I still like Chaai.

Even if Chaai is in love with Boonta

and sees me as a little sister,

he and Boonta won't end up together.

If they keep pushing their love, all they will face is trouble.

Are you going to add to their trouble?

Is it so wrong, though?

I'm just obedient to my parents

and do what they want.

Aunt Tubtim favors me

because I'm better, more worthy.

It's wrong that you're stubborn.

You're selfish.

You're just using your parents to force Chaai to do what you want,

even if it's against the will of the man you love.

You said you would help me.

So why do you keep getting in my way?

If I end up together with Chaai,

you can end up together with Boonta.

Or are you just putting up a good front

and waiting to steal your friend's girl?

Dokgaew.

If what I say isn't true,

then deny it.

Explain why you don't help me.

Do you still like Boonta?

Who I like is not your business.

You said Chaai and Boonta are pushing their love.

They're not.

The one who's pushing is you.

What's wrong, Puek?

Why did you suddenly want to drink?

I think I've seen this emotion before.

It's the same emotion you had on Boonta's auction night.

If it's the same as Chaai,

could it be

Puek is in love?

Nonsense. What love, Chang?

Doing business in Siam is troublesome.

There's a lot of fees to pay.

We have to pay for the translator's clerk

even if he doesn't have one.

And what about the ship tax?

There's no standard to it.

What a coincidence.

Captain Henry is negotiating ship tax.

But the Treasury said

he's asking for too much of a discount.

However, the lower the tax is,

the more incentive there is for Great Britain's ships to come to Siam.

The Siamese business

is all about exploiting and profiting!

Isn't that too far, Captain?

If you do business with a foreign nation,

you have to follow their rules.

I tried to avoid Fang's.

Yet I still run into the Luangs here.

I heard you like to visit Courtesan House.

I didn't expect to see you here.

Your voice is heard all the way at our table.

You seem to be having an interesting conversation.

You're talking about us anyway.

If you don't mind,

let us join your table.

The Treasury didn't agree

because we're losing income from both import

and export taxes.

How can you expect us to lose profit?

But the Treasury's business is not honest.

There are loopholes that have led to troubles.

Such as the case

in which you had to arrest that sugar merchant.

You spread the news all over

that it's a free trade here.

Yet you have an internal notice

preventing anyone from doing their own business.

Everything is to be bought and sold at the price set by the Treasury.

That's why the merchant was arrested

for selling a small amount of sugar to Captain Johnson

without reporting it to the Treasury.

Moreover, Siamese officials

often trick or force us Europeans

to buy their own products.

And we found out later

that the price we bought

was much more expensive than the market price.

As long as Siamese officials

are allowed to interfere with trading

and have the privilege

of priority trading,

free trade will never happen.

If you're not busy blindly taking your people's side, maybe

you would see

that we're being taken advantage of

and getting extorted.

Don't just keep following a courtesan's skirt all day!

- Watch your mouth, Captain. - "I told you the truth!"

Calm down, Captain Jam, Chaai.

It's not often that we visit a liquor bar.

Can we drink in peace?

Khun, sir.

Do you know about the European trading contract?

I'm losing patience.

Lately, sugar has been getting way cheaper.

So that's your issue.

What change could possibly be made?

Everyone has to sell sugar to the government as usual.

If that's a fixed rule,

merchants like me will be in trouble.

I pay my tax in full.

Yet, I'm forced to sell things at a price set by the government.

Even if I'm in charge of the Treasury's sugar,

there won't be anything I can do, Magnate.

You own a large business.

You can make profits off other products.

Good afternoon.

You're home early.

Was it an easy day at work?

I just visited Luang Phitak.

How is our daughter doing?

She's easy to raise. She doesn't cry much at all.

Do you want to hold her?

No. I'm not good with kids.

She might wake up.

And she would trouble you again.

It's your duty as a mother. I won't.

I'm tired of work.

I need to rest.

Do you see that?

I thought that if I had a son,

he would care about us more.

Unfortunately, I have a daughter.

Don't be too sad.

You can still bear another child with him.

How can I bear another child?

He rarely sleeps with me at all.

He has his mistresses. And Boonta's still out there.

I don't know what to do with her anymore.

I know how you feel, Gaysorn,

but think carefully before you do anything.

Your child and family come first.

Don't worry, Aunt.

Just take care of yourself

and your family's matter.

As for an outsider like Boonta,

let me take care of her myself.

She will never end up with Chaai

or Magnate Thong.

We have stopped serving BBQ,

but we still have a full house, as always.

Fang's brothel got fine booze and great music.

The courtesans are gorgeous and work hard.

Guests love it here and will sure come back.

- You're mistaken. - Oh?

She works in the kitchen.

Yet she's got guests vying over her.

This girl is something.

I see you.

Whenever a new girl cuter than you come in, you always bully them.

As you did with Boonta.

That's not it this time, Aunt Mian.

It's true Pudsorn was jealous Boonta was cuter,

but she told me

Boonta's eyes looked empty, like someone ready to die.

If Mother had made her work a guest,

she would have killed herself like Cham did.

And she did try to kill herself.

That's unlike Noknoi.

Her eyes look eager and fearless.

She looks like she's been with a hundred men.

After all, I'm convinced

this girl is not as innocent as she acts.

She knows how to put on makeup and dance.

She knows sex positions without having a lover.

She knows courtesans drink birth control soup.

She knows all those things on the first day of the job.

You're right.

That's like an expert on prostitution,

a complete textbook knowledge.

Are you saying Noknoi is one of us?

I'm confident.

She's an expert.

- She's just 15. - Hey!

Age doesn't have anything to do with this.

There are girls younger than her at other brothels.

Maybe she's just observant.

Yeah. She's observant.

Because I saw her observe Boonta's every move

and copy everything that Boonta does.

Maybe it's because Luang likes you.

That's why she tries to match you

- to get his attention. - Yeah, right.

- She's cunning. - Right.

You mean Noknoi, right?

I mean Pudsorn.

You're cunning, and you have too much free time.

You're analyzing her every detail.

Don't just stand here.

Go and do your job.

Otherwise, I'm going to tell Mother.

- Boonta. - Go! Quick!

- You're as fierce as a dog. - I'm too old for this, Ming.

Noknoi?

Noknoi.

Luang, sir. Please help me.

Luang.

What happened?

You appear to be running from someone.

It's one of the bandits.

It seems he recognizes me.

I'm scared.

How could he be here?

Those bandits got arrested.

I'm here to tell you this.

One of them is a wanted criminal, the children's wrist slasher.

They ran away that day.

They have just been caught by the police.

They're now in the Police Jail.

I must have been mistaken, then.

Please rest easy.

The bandits can't hurt you again.

You can go home and work there.

You don't have to work here.

I don't intend to go home, sir.

Here,

I have a chance to see you sometimes.

When I visit Boonta,

you might see me.

It's here.

Three guests and this is all they ordered?

Boonta.

Have you seen my Luang?

Chaai is here?

- You... - I like you.

I want you to free me from this life.

I won't hope to be your main wife.

All I want is to be loved by you.

I may not be as beautiful as Boonta,

but I'm younger. I do everything better.

I'll prove it to you, sir.

Did you speak of someone called "Noknoi?"

So you know this Noknoi girl, sir?

You can have feelings for the Luang,

so why can't I?

I want to grab her by the hair and shake her head!

Come to think of it,

I should let someone else do it for me.

What are you screaming for, you foot face?

Save your lowly manners

for another man.

You fought in a crowded market.

Don't you fear the law at all?