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(dramatic synth music)

(dramatic music)

(sirens wailing)

(engines roar)

- All soldiers, on your mark, present arms.

(martial music)

- Welcome.

- Mr. Huan, welcome to Thailand.

My assistant, Lieutenant Chu.

- Nice to meet you.

- And this is Chief Inspector Mr. Chang.

- Hello. - Welcome Mr. Huan.

- And this is, err... (handcuffs click)

(dramatic music) - Huh?

Hey, what are you doing?

Let me go!

Let me go! (hand smacks)

(rifles clanking) (clamoring)

- Huh! Hold your fire!

(gun fires)

(gun fires) (man grunts)

(device beeping)

(man gasps)

(man yelling)

(explosion roars) (dramatic music)

- Mr. President, our first project in Thailand

was successful.

The Vietnam attaché was punished and killed.

But I'm afraid to say that our soldiers...

(punch smacks) (grunting)

- Well done.

Well done. (chuckling)

And well done! (laughing uneasily)

Very well done.

That is excellent! (laughing)

(engine revving) (dramatic synth music)

(dramatic synth music continues)

(dramatic synth music continues) (Alex whistles)

(woman giggling)

- Good morning. - Good morning.

How can I help you?

Mr. Fong, nice to see you, welcome.

- How are you?

- Mr. Harrison is expecting your arrival,

he's waiting in the conference room.

- Thank you. - Oh, excuse me, Mr. Fong.

For security purposes, please put on this identity card

before you enter and return it to me when you leave.

- Okay, thanks.

- The conference room is at the right.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

(footsteps clicking) (paper rustles)

(typing clicks)

- Excuse me.

Is Mr. Harrison in?

- Yes, please go inside.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

(knuckles rapping)

- Hi, I'm Dick Harrison,

Chief of Asian Affairs.

You must be Alex Fong.

- Yes.

- You're Angel number 12, right?

- Mhmm. - Heh.

This is Mark.

- Hi, how are you?

- Hi, good to see you.

- Everybody here calls him Gomputer.

- Computer? (all chuckle)

- Please come In. - Thank you.

- You want a drink?

- Yeah, thanks.

- What kinda drink would you like?

- Uh, some wine?

- You got it.

(cap clicks)

(liquid pours)

- Thanks. (bottle clinks)

- Let's talk over there.

Now, the reason that I called you here

Is we have a difficult case and we want your help.

Computer, tell him.

- [Computer] Thanks.

Well Alex, for the past few years in Southeast Asia,

the rapid economic growth in Thailand

has been a great success.

- Yes, I know that.

- As a result, some nations among the third world are

jealous of all their financial achievements.

To stop the expansion of the Thai economy,

they've begun to apply (blinds click)

Terrorism.

Last Monday, a Vietnam attaché was killed

at Bangkok Airport.

The assassin handcuffed him and blew up the dynamite

he hid in his clothes.

- That's horrible.

- Yes.

And I know that they'll do anything

in order to reach their goal,

and now they want to break the new relationship

between Thailand and Vietnam,

who'd been enemies for a long time.

- According to the information,

these terrorists are now planning their operation

and they've already hired two assassins,

one from Japan and the other from the States.

We already know who the assassin

from Japan is supposed to be.

But we've tried everything to identify

the one from the states and failed.

(chairs creak)

- I've already sent most of my men to Thailand.

But now, Alex, it'll be much better with your help.

I appreciate it. - Oh, wait a minute.

My boss sent me here supposedly just for a meeting.

I'm not allowed to accept any kind of a job.

- Are you sure?

Didn't your boss tell you?

You and Mark are off to Thailand.

(both chuckle)

(gentle music)

(child crying)

- Oh I'm sorry! Are you okay?

So sorry.

(horn blowing)

Excuse me, excuse me.

(horn blowing) (gentle music)

(gasps)

Oh! Please, wait for me!

- Oh! (objects clatter)

- Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.

- That's okay.

- This way, please.

Here you are, the one on the left.

- Thank you.

- Right one?

Hm. (gentle music)

Hey! You again.

Uhh! What a coincidence, huh?

(sighs)

Oh, hot day.

(train chugs slowly)

(whistle blows)

(munching sounds)

Augh!

What are you staring at, jerk?

What a trick, sitting next to a jerk!

(both screaming)

- Miss, what's the matter?

(gasping)

- You know the answer!

Aren't you ashamed of what you've done?

- What's that? I did nothing wrong!

What do you mean?

I did nothing to her.

I just screamed.

- He,

he touched my tummy! (screaming)

(footsteps tapping)

Help me!!

- Lady, what's the problem?

- Ohh, he, he, he...

- Lady, what'd he do to you?

- He... - Okay, okay. I know.

I'm leaving.

You got any other seats?

I wanna get out of here.

- Give me your ticket.

(train sounds)

Come with me.

- Stupid bitch. - Come on, here you go.

- What a sex maniac!

(bag rustles)

Hey, do you live in Thailand?

Are you from Hong Kong?

Mmm, this is nice, wanna try?

It's famous here. You should try some.

(Moon gasps)

Wow! That ring is beautiful.

Where'd you buy it?

This one's nice too.

Where'd ya get that? Huh?

- Do you live in Thailand?

- I'm here for vacation.

Can I take a look? Ugh, oh!

Wow! What's the problem?

I just wanna take a look, hmmh!

This is a bad trip! After that sex maniac,

and an overanxious bitch.

Why did I come here?

(dart hums)

(tense music) (woman exclaims)

(both grunting)

(blade swishes)

(both grunting) (strikes smacking)

(both grunting)

Hey! (body thuds)

(both grunting) (metal clangs)

(scuffle noises)

(both grunting)

(glass shattering)

(Moon groaning)

(both grunting) (glass shattering)

(train horn blowing)

(upbeat music)

- Yuki?

Welcome.

Please follow me.

(upbeat music continues)

Get in.

(engine chugging)

Get out.

Come with me.

(footsteps thump)

You go inside.

Take off all your clothes and throw them to me.

- What do you want?

- I'm sorry, it's captain's orders.

You have to obey.

(suspenseful music)

Underwear as well.

And take off everything, including the jewelry.

Go on.

(suspenseful music continues)

There are some clothes in the upper left-hand corner.

Put them on and come with me.

What are you staring at?

Start the car.

(engine revving)

(engine revs)

(dramatic music)

(tires screeching)

(dramatic music)

(doors clank)

(dramatic music) (device beeping)

(device beeping rapidly)

(dramatic music)

(footsteps tapping)

- You're Yuki, Is that right?

- Yes.

- I want some proof.

(marching sound)

(tense music)

Now boy, you stay cool.

(yelling and grunting)

(strikes land) (fight sounds)

(all grunting)

(fight sounds)

(man groans)

(dramatic music)

(hands clapping)

Well done, well done.

So you're really the one.

You kill without using a gun.

Everybody listen to me.

She's the famous killer from Japan called Yuki.

She will be my assistant in the future.

Whenever I'm not around,

she will be in charge of everything.

Her order is the same as mine.

Understand?

(all shouting) - Yes, madam!

(dramatic music)

(footsteps clicking)

(chuckling)

My cute little baby.

There you are, home again. No...

(clicking tongue) (chuckles)

There. (water stirs)

Back to bed.

(wooshing sound) (knife clanging)

(gentle music) (airplane sounds)

- Hey, come on. Why, every time I'm one flight ahead of ya?

I hate waiting at the airport.

- Huh-huh, that's the rule.

Remember, I'm your senior, you're supposed to wait,

and that is the way it is.

You know that.

- Hey, did you come here alone?

- Of course not.

The entire brigade is here, Mark.

- Hi.

- This is Mark.

Everyone calls him the Computer.

- How are ya? - Hi.

- And a pretty one as well. - Hmm?

(exotic music)

- C'mon.

Hi.

This is Angel 21, you can call her Kharina.

- Hello.

Oh.

And this is Mark.

- How do you do? - Hi.

Your car is over there. - Good.

(footsteps tapping)

- Who does she think she is?

I'm Angel 9, she's only 21, hmm!

(doors click)

- You're sure that Moon has handled Yuki all right?

- Yes.

They went away in a tuk-tuk, and I started following them.

But when I reached the hut,

I found nothing but Moon's clothes and the transmitter.

- Wow!

What a sexy scene!

- [Alex] What do you think, Mark?

- I think that Moon was forced to change

and after they were sure everything was safe,

they transferred Moon to their base

without letting her know the exact place,

and I suspect through a container van.

What do you think?

- Sounds logical. - Hmm!

You were there, were ya?

- I agree with what Mark assumes.

Don't forget he's a computer.

Let's go.

(gentle music) (engine rumbles)

(keys clicking)

- It's not cyanide.

It's much more deadly.

It's an extract from a plant's root,

which can only be found in the desert of Africa.

- Africa.

Ah, San Rafael!

- That's true.

I think he's the one who supports all those terrorists.

- Kharina, let's see the segment

of the killing at the airport.

- Okay.

(suspenseful music)

- Kharina, zoom in on that gold tooth.

Take a close look at that.

The poison IS in there.

- Wow! That's horrible.

They're an insane death squad!

(switch clicks)

- We'll have to inform headquarters right away.

- Also, I can request a special unit

to monitor all the messages sent out from San Rafael.

Maybe we can get something.

- Right.

(blade swishes)

(suspenseful music)

- Tell me the reason why you want to leave this place.

- The training here is too hard.

- Don't you forget what you agreed.

Once you join, the only way out is to die.

You want to get out?

Now I give you a chance.

If you two can win over her,

then you may leave.

- If we fight her barehanded,

we don't stand a single chance.

(blades swish)

(metal clanks)

- You can fight with the knives.

Once her blood is seen,

that means you have won.

But if she wins,

you die right here!

- Yes.

(suspenseful music)

(all shouting, grunting) (fight sounds)

(fight sounds) (blades swish)

(both grunting, shouting)

(bones crunch)

(man whimpers)

(footsteps thud)

(blade wooshes)

(man groaning)

(man screaming) (dramatic music)

- It's just a practice.

(blade swishes)

I heard that you're good in knives.

Why don't we practice it someday?

- [Ambassador] We've already been warned by our government,

but thanks for your information.

You've been very helpful.

(footsteps tapping)

- It's our duty. - Thank you.

Goodbye.

- Bye bye. - Bye.

- Huh, the Vietnamese Ambassador

really has confidence in you.

- After the attaché got blown to pieces in the airport,

he's afraid he'll be next.

- Uhh, but what

if Computer's information is wrong?

- He's a CIA man, you should trust what he says.

- Well I hope so.

But tell me, why did we have to come here

to warn the Vietnamese?

Will we get any return? - Sure!

If the terrorists attack the consulate,

and by luck, they catch a few of them,

and they realize that we've given them the information,

logically they would hand them over to us.

Am I right about that?

- Aha! Oh.

- Hmm?

What's up there?

A highjacking? (Kiwi scoffs)

- I was expecting the gods to agree with you.

Huh? - You shit asshole.

- Ohoho, huh!

- Hey, what precautions they taking?

- Forty armed men. - That few?

That won't help.

- Don't underestimate them.

Those men were involved in the war against the Americans.

- I bet they were.

But they're like sitting ducks

waiting for the terrorists to come in here.

What if they don't come?

Instead if I was a terrorist, I'd wait outside

and then shoot the ambassador

once he stepped out of this gate.

He can't hide in the consulate forever, can he?

- Heh. Kiwi, a brilliant thought.

You don't look that smart.

(gate scraping)

- Hey, our work's over now.

How 'bout a Coke?

- Hold it.

- What's wrong?

- There weren't so many stalls when we came in.

- Really?

Then we better check it out.

(street noise)

- Two Cokes. - Ehh, okay.

(cooler thuds)

Huh? Hey! Hey hey hey!

- Hey.

Here you go. - Miss?

Miss? I want a pineapple

Hey! Wait. Uh...

I want a fresh one.

I want a big, big one.

- Hey Kiwi.

Those are too big for you.

I bet you can't pick it up.

- Can't you stay out of my business?

Miss, what do you think of this?

(dramatic music)

- That one's not fresh.

This one's much better.

- Kiwi, you should take the one that you just picked.

- Oh, uhh!

- I'll take this one.

(both grunting) (pineapple thuds)

Huh?

Something's inside.

(blade swishes)

Careful! (kick smacks)

(all grunting)

(cart clatters)

(fight sounds)

(woman yells)

- You bitch. (footsteps tapping)

(both grunting) (blade swishing)

(grenade explodes)

- Huh? (grunting)

(tires screeching)

- Stop it! (grunting)

Who sent you?

Talk now or I'll kill ya.

(woman laughs) (suspenseful music)

- Okay, I'm on my way there right now.

(chuckling)

(man sniffs)

(man humming)

(engine rumbling) (footsteps tapping)

(Alex panting)

(engine revving)

- Excuse me, can you lend me your car?

I'll bring it back!

(man grunting)

(engine revving)

(tires screeching)

(woman gasps) (suspenseful music)

(tires screech)

(horn honking)

(people clamor)

(tires screeching) (horn honking)

(horn honking) (crashing sounds)

(all shouting)

(tires screeching)

(Alex gasping)

(tires screeching) (loud crash)

(suspenseful music)

(engine chugging)

(all shouting)

- Sit down!

Sit properly, whoever sits in this chair

must remain upright, understand?

Do you know, it's not easy to sit in this chair of mine.

It represents power and glory.

About the Vietnamese consulate, now everything was spoiled,

and yet you don't even know who our enemies are,

you bastard.

I'm very doubtful about you and your men's

working abilities.

I think you should die.

(gunshot)

(tense music)

In this world, fools must die.

(computers beeping)

- If a computer screen can give you the answer,

what's the point in us Angels coming here?

Use your brain!

Hey, don't you know Moon's missing now?

Probably she's in danger.

We oughta do something to help her!

(both grunting)

(chuckles)

Is something wrong with you?

It's an advertisement.

What's the point In reading that?

- Computer, how many boxing gyms are there in Bangkok?

- Seventeen.

- If a boxer wins a match,

how much money can he get normally?

- Er, it depends on the weight.

Lightweight is about 50,000 baht,

and heavyweight can go up to 200,000 baht.

- Can you check a gym called Chipan?

See how much purse they offer.

- A win gets 50,000, but if the opponent dies,

an extra two million baht will be rewarded.

- When did this kinda game start?

- Not too long ago, about three months.

- Sounds interesting. - That's not boxing.

That's a killing ground!

- Let's go. - Where to?

- The killing ground.

(bell rings) (crowd cheers)

(both grunting) (fight sounds)

- Hey, hold it, hold it, hold it, break.

Alright!

(audience shouting) (both grunting)

(strikes land)

One, two, three, four.

Get back.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

All right, break.

- Go on, get him!

- Get me a seat in the front.

(crowd shouting)

- Get him!

Get him!

(punches thudding)

(all shouting)

(both grunting) (strikes smacking)

- Come on, get him, get him!

(bell rings)

(all chattering)

- Hey, the red one looks real tough.

- You're doing good, just hit him at the waist, you got it?

Hit him at the waist.

- Hey, you wanna bet?

- The uppercut, that's his weak point.

- I prefer the blue one.

- Okay, I trust you.

Hey. - Huh?

- Buddy, the blue guy.

How much? - One to eight.

- What? One to eight?

Well, here's 5000.

I get 5000 on the blue guy.

- The red one looks pretty good.

- Yeah, if it's all in the performance.

- Wow.

One to eight?

We'll be rich if blue wins!

(bell rings)

- All right, you two, go!

(both grunting) (crowd cheering)

(crowd cheering)

- Yeah!

(crowd shouting)

- It doesn't look good to me.

I should never have trusted you.

I'll lose 5000.

(crowd cheering)

(both grunting) (fight sounds)

(crowd shouting)

(both grunting)

(body thuds)

(whistle blows)

- Hey, why'd you pull him out of the ring?

It's against the rules.

- The towel's been thrown in the ring,

you should stop the match, you wanna kill the guy?

- You son of a bitch, I don't care who you are,

or where you come from.

You stopped me killing him.

That's an insult, I challenge you, come on!

Come on! You coward!

- Don't be afraid. Go on!

Crowd, I'm on his side.

Those who think Thai can win,

I'll accept every bet.

Go on, do it.

Yeah? Okay?

Yeah.

- Come up here, shithead.

I swear I'll kill you!

(suspenseful music)

(bell rings)

- Finish him off!

- Hey, it's up to you now.

- [Referee] Okay.

(all shouting)

- Now you know the rules.

No hitting beneath the belt, you got that?

Understand me?

- You're gonna die right here.

- Go!

(both grunting) (fight sounds)

Break it up!

(both grunting) (strikes land)

(crowd cheering) (boxer growls)

(crowd cheering)

(both grunting)

(bell ringing)

Break it up. - Come on!

- You!

- Are you okay?

- Yeah.

His punch is fast and heavy.

- Huh? My burden's heavy too.

You can't lose.

There's over 40,000 on this bet.

You gotta win, Alex.

- [Man] 2000 on the red!

- Yeah, coming, coming.

Please, you gotta win, huh?

Come on Alex!

Huh?

- This guy's a bum, hit him long and hard,

you can finish him off.

- Go on, Alex, knock him down.

(bell rings)

Go on, do it.

- Yeah!

(gloves smack) (boxer grunts)

- You two ready?

Now go!

(both grunting)

(both grunting) (fight sounds)

(both grunting)

(bell rings)

Break it up, break it up. C'mon!

(both grunting)

(bell rings) (bodies thud)

- Come on asshole

Come on!

I'm gonna get you!

- Sit down.

- Hit him low, keep away from him,

short sharp blows, keep away from him, hit him low!

- Hey, how do you feel?

- Not so good. - Huh?

You can't lose the fight.

It's over

If you lose it, where will we get the money to pay them?

- Go on. - We gotta start.

- I'm going to wait.

- We can't afford to lose it!

- Huh? Forget it!

Go on, take over, go on.

- Yeah. - Go on!

(bell rings)

(boxer growls)

- Not too close.

(both grunting) (strikes land)

(both grunting) (crowd yelling)

- Come on!

Here, I can stand your kicks!

Come on!

- Wait, one, two. Can you go on?

- Go! (boxer shouting)

(both grunting) (fight sounds)

(both grunting)

(bell rings)

Hey, break it up.

Come on.

(knee smacks) (crowd cheering)

(both grunting)

(Alex shouts)

- We won! We won!

Hey, we won, we won, we won!

Hey!

(upbeat music)

Hey, we won!

(all shouting)

(crowd cheering and booing)

Well done, Alex, great!

Great! (laughs)

We did it!

Hey, we won!

We won!

Sixty, eighty, one hundred.

Twenty, forty, sixty,

eighty, one hundred.

Twenty, forty, sixty, eighty, hey--

We won more than 80,000!

(dog barking) (insects chirping)

Now, since we're old partners, I'll make this a fair cut.

50/50, what do you think, okay?

Ten for you, ten for me.

Ten for you, ten for me.

Ten for you, ten for me.

Ten for you, ten for me.

Five for you, five for me. (laughs)

(laughs)

Here, it's your share.

- II don't want it.

Keep it for yourself. - Huh?

Really?

It was a hard night for you!

- But not as hard as for you.

I hope you'll enjoy it later, hmm?

- Huh?

Huh?

- Come on, give our money back!

- I nearly died fighting that boxer,

and you just used my life for gambling!

Our friendship's over!

It's not my business!

Enjoy your winnings, old friend.

(Alex laughs)

- Wait, Alex!

- Get him!

(tense music) (all laughing and chattering)

- Okay, the money's here, take it if you can.

(all grunting) (fight sounds)

Alex! (man roars)

(all grunting)

(all grunting)

(ladder clatters)

(strikes land) (fight sounds)

(man shouting) (tense music)

(shouts, grunts)

(tense music)

(Alex shouts) (man whimpers)

(Alex grunting) (men all groaning)

- Come on.

Let's go. Come on.

Come on!

Hurry up.

- Ow ow ow ow. - It's okay.

- You're all cowards!

Now listen, Alex.

You shouldn't make jokes like that.

- That'll make you learn there's no easy money, understand?

- Well done, well done.

You two are good.

(suspenseful music)

- I don't think we've met before.

Wait, do you want to get the money back you just lost?

If that's the case,

we're ready for you any time!

We were just warming up! - Hey.

What do you want?

- I want to make you an offer.

- An offer, huh?

Let's hear it.

- 200,000 US.

- Huh?

200 thou!

Oh.

- For a month's contract.

- What's the job?

- You don't have to know that.

As soon as you say yes, you'll get 50%.

When the job's done, you'll get the rest of it.

- What do you think?

- That's

Of course I'll say yes.

Hey, but I just want enough for tonight.

We gotta celebrate first.

- That's right!

- Mhmm.

- Okay.

Then we'll meet here tomorrow.

(suspenseful music)

- Damn, they're gone!

- What do we do now?

- Let's go.

(cans crashing)

Hi!

I was just looking for you guys.

What are you doing?

Put the guns down.

- Watch it, be careful of accidents!

(kick smacking) (Kiwi groans)

Oohh!

- Tell me who you are.

Why did you follow us?

- Well, it's a lot of money.

We gotta make sure that it's true, right Kiwi?

- That's right.

That's right, yeah.

- Don't you lie to us, or you're dead!

- Hmm?

Hey, I'm telling you the truth, what's wrong?

We're talking about money!

200,000, am I right?

If you can't afford it, you can back out anytime.

(punches smack)

(gunshot) (man groans)

(both grunting)

Tell me who sent you!

And why are you recruiting?

- You better talk!

Son of a bitch! (grunting)

Talk now!

(man laughing)

- Haa? Haa?

(all grunting)

Stop him!

(tense music)

(both sigh)

(Alex grunts)

(computers whirring, beeping)

(Computer chuckling)

- What's the good news?

Got something on Moon?

- No, not yet.

But we succeeded in decoding San Rafael's message.

- Well, you two are intelligent.

- Well of course.

That's why they call me Computer.

(Computer laughs)

- Hey, what did the messages say?

- Never before have we had so many difficulties

in decoding as this one,

but at least we can get a brief idea

what the target of their plan really is.

The four chief commissioners right here

in the Thai government.

- Thailand has improved a lot recently,

politically and economically.

But if four chief commissioners are somehow assassinated,

that sure will cause problems.

By then, San Rafael can spread his power.

- I have already informed the Thai Secret Service

and they will start taking some precautions shortly.

- Oh! So our duty's over now.

- Of course not!

What about Moon?

- Don't worry, Moon's one of our best Angels.

She'll take care of herself, right?

(locks click)

(suspenseful music) (door thuds)

(suspenseful music continues)

(smooth upbeat music)

(phone rings)

- Hello?

Yes.

We had everything to go one week ago.

Don't worry.

Everybody's in their best shape.

We're sure to get the job done.

Yes.

I know.

The words are:

tuin, konserensie, swen.

I understand.

(phone beeps)

Have you checked the guest list?

- Mm.

- And remember one thing,

don't say anything to anybody at all

about the operation until we're ready to go.

That includes Yuki.

Maybe I'm just oversuspicious,

but there's definitely something wrong with her,

something strange.

Ugh, give me my clothes.

(tense music)

(clothes rustling)

(door clicks)

(door thuds) (footsteps tapping)

- Stay there!

(tense music)

What are you doing here?

No one's allowed in that room.

You've broken a rule.

Now get her! (blades swish)

(man shouts)

(all grunting) (tense music)

(fight sounds) (swords clang)

(all grunting) (swords clang)

(all grunting) (swords clang)

(fight sounds) (shouts, grunts)

(all grunting) (swords clanging)

(all grunting) (footsteps tapping)

(swords clanging)

(glass shattering) (Moon shouts)

(tense music)

(footsteps tapping)

(crop whips) (man grunts)

- I don't care if these people are angels or devils.

(crop whips) (man grunts)

What are these Angels?

(crop whips) (man grunting)

Who are the Angels?

(crop whipping) (man grunting)

Where'd they come from?

(crop whipping) (man grunting)

Why are they my enemies?

Why are you afraid of them?

(man grunting) (crop whipping)

I don't really give a goddamn.

I don't want to hear the word Angel ever again,

do you understand?

And nobody will be able to change my plan.

I want the whole world to know I'm dangerous and powerful!

- Yes! (tense music)

(cork popping) (all cheering and laughing)

- Drink up. - Cheers everybody!

- Cheers.

(all laughing)

- Well, I told you she'd return safely.

I had faith in Moon, she's a perfect Angel.

Right, hmm?

- [Computer] Come here.

Look what I found.

- What is it?

- Now look here. (computer beeps)

About these three words.

They are African dialects,

but it means nothing when put together.

When they're translated, they are:

cellular, refund, and money.

It doesn't make sense.

- Cellular, refund, money.

- Mmh?

- Hey Moon, did you hear anything besides these words?

- Nothing, they only mentioned the operation

and those words.

- Hmm.

Cellular, refund, money...

Cellular.

Hey, let's see what'll happen

if we break down the letters and recompose them.

- Okay.

If we take out the first letter,

it'll become C-R-M.

Taking out the first two, it'll be ceremony.

- Kharina, go check and see if there'll be

a ceremony held soon.

- Okay.

(computer beeping)

That's it, this afternoon.

The emperor will present awards in a ceremony

to some outstanding commissioners.

- Which commissioners are they?

(computer beeping) (keys clicking)

- They have the commissioners of defense, country affairs,

national affairs, and financial secretary--

- The place, how far is it from here?

(computer beeping) (keys clicking)

- In Pattaya, eighty kilometers from here.

- Eighty kilometers?

We don't have much time.

Mark, inform the Thai Secret Service.

Kiwi and I will go there.

Moon, you intercept the king.

- Yes. (computer beeping)

(soft upbeat music)

- Congratulations.

- Smile. (camera shutter clicking)

Thank you.

- [Photographer] Just one more.

Smile.

- It's a great party.

- Yeah, it's the emperor's party.

(all chattering)

- Thank you, yes.

(soft upbeat music continues)

- Yes. (laughing)

- Sir.

- Excuse me, I'll be back in a while, I'm sorry.

- It's a wonderful party.

I've seen SO many people.

- What?

- We're informed someone may attack this place.

- Um, tell the security in charge to get more men here.

Understand?

- Yes sir.

- All right.

Well, what are you talking about?

Oh yeah.

(all laughing)

- Sir.

The general's called up a red signal.

- Get all the men ready.

On full alert, go.

- Yes sir.

- Hmm.

(suspenseful music)

- Ladies and gentlemen, please be seated.

- Oh, it's time now if you're ready.

(all chattering)

- The king should be here any minute now, it's 3:00 already.

- Security's pretty good for once.

- Yes, well, the king, we have to be careful, you see.

- Congratulations, Commissioner.

Another award.

- Thank you, thank you.

(all chattering)

(engines revving) (suspenseful music)

(automatic gunfire)

(all screaming, shouting)

(guns firing) (engines revving)

(guns firing)

(guns firing)

(guns firing) (all screaming)

(guns firing)

(woman screaming)

(guns firing)

(guns firing) (engines revving)

(guns firing)

(suspenseful music)

(woman screaming)

(people groaning)

(suspenseful music)

(men grunting) (blade wooshing)

(guns firing) (body thuds)

- Everyone stay still, don't panic.

You come here. Check the situation.

- Yes sir.

Everyone stay still.

- Report, sir. All intruders are dead.

- Ah, that's good news, yeah.

That was a close one.

(all chattering)

(wall crashing)

Everyone down.

(guns firing)

(driver groans)

(tires screeching)

(guns firing)

(tires screeching)

(rubble clatters)

(tense music)

(woman gasping and whimpering)

- [Man] Come on!

(guns firing) (tense music)

(boots march)

(guns firing)

(men shouting)

- Everyone stay down, don't panic, just stay where you are.

Stay where you are, everyone, stay down.

He's having a heart attack. (man groaning)

- Goodness grace, look! He's having a heart attack

- If this situation goes on like this we'll all be killed,

now get some more men here!

- Yes!

(guns firing)

- Come here, come here!

Hurry up, will you?

Get some more men, the commissioner needs protecting.

- No way, there's too many of them.

- That's an order, go on!

- Yes sir.

(guns firing) (boy thuds)

- Now don't worry, more men'll be here in a minute.

- Commissioner. I have bad news.

They're not coming. - What do you mean?

What do you mean they're not coming!

We'll all be killed here! - I don't know!

(guns firing)

- We can't hang around here any longer!

We've got to get back to the house right away!

- Yeah, yeah, good idea.

Move to the house, come on, move it, move it.

(tense music)

(all chattering)

(guns firing)

(shotgun firing)

- Stay down, stay down.

(guns firing)

(dramatic music) (guns firing)

- Kiwi, go help the commissioner, and hurry!

- All right, cover me!

(guns firing)

(guns firing) (jet pack wooshing)

(shotgun racking) (shotgun firing)

(jet pack wooshing)

(grenade launches) (explosion roars)

(guns firing)

(gun firing)

- Hey, keep me covered.

(tense music)

(gun firing) (jet pack wooshes)

(guns firing)

(all screaming)

(soldiers shouting)

(jet pack wooshing)

(guns firing) (jet pack wooshes)

- Hey, we're the Angels!

We're here to help you!

Don't worry, now move out.

(all chattering)

Hey, hurry back to the house!

- Come on, let's go back to the house!

(guns firing)

(guns firing) (jet pack wooshes)

(man whimpers)

- Hurry, quick!

Get in!

(tense music)

(all clamoring)

(guns firing)

(guns firing) (soliders yelling)

(guns firing) (glass breaking)

(tense music continues)

- [Man] Come on. (glass breaks)

Upstairs!

(glass shattering)

(object swooshes)

(both grunting) (fight sounds)

(gunfire)

(stool rattling)

(guns firing)

(solider groans)

(all chattering)

(guns firing) (tense music)

- I set a bomb downstairs.

- Huh?

- Oh! (detonator rattles)

(Kiwi shouts)

(explosion roars)

(rubble clatters)

(both grunting)

(fight sounds) (blade swishes)

(all grunting)

(both grunting)

(bodies thud)

(both grunting) (fight sounds)

- Hmm.

(both grunting)

(tense music)

(both grunting)

(tense music)

You just missed me.

(both grunting)

(woman shouts) (blade swishes)

Come on.

(swords clanging) (all grunting)

(swords clanging) (both grunting)

(gun firing) (man shouting)

(guards groan)

(officials screaming)

(both grunting)

(electricity crackling) (man screaming)

(both grunting) (strikes land)

(woman shouts)

(both grunting)

(woman shouting)

(both grunting)

(woman shouting)

(woman shouting) (blade wooshing)

Mm-mm.

(gun fires)

(woman yells) (dramatic music)

(upbeat music)

- Come Kharina.

- Oh, those hats are beautiful.

- Want a boat ride?

Come on, sir. Get in.

Watch your step.

- Wow!

Hi. (giggling)

- Hi.

- Hey, where are the girls? Tell 'em to hurry.

- Why don't you tell them?

- Well then, I was just giving you a good chance.

- Not with them.

They're not common women, they're Angels.

They'll kill you if you mess with them.

Hi, hi!

(both giggling and chattering)

- Hey, you want to have a boat ride?

Go on, get in there.

Come on, boat rides!

- Be careful, Mark.

You want to drown everyone in the boat?

- Mmhmm. - The river stinks.

Hey, what's that, your new toy?

- This is my new invention, it's a mini bomb detector.

(snickers) - He calls that a new invention.

We've had one of those for ages.

- Yes, that's true, but mine is different,

it's extremely sensitive.

And the cost is lower too.

(both laughing)

(both laughing)

- Come on, hurry up.

- Look at them, they don't care about us.

(Kharina chuckles)

- Come on. - Hurry up.

- Watch your step.

- Wait a minute, trouble.

- There you go.

- All right, everyone.

Here we go.

- All right.

(motor running)

- This is great, we're on our way.

(cheery music)

- Hey, look there!

- Ladies and gentlemen, I'm your tour guide today.

We're now on a trip on the famous River Kwai.

- You're stupid!

We're now traveling on the Mae Nan River.

- Mae Nan River?

Are you sure?

- Of course I am.

What grade did you get in your geography examination?

You're not qualified to be a guide.

- Ahh, go on.

- Hey hey hey, come here, come here.

I want some pineapples.

Miss.

Are your pineapples fresh?

- Yes.

- Really?

I hope you're not lying.

(both laughing)

Alex, what do you think?

- Seems good.

(device beeping)

- Huh?

(device beeping rapidly)

Huh?!

Hey, there's a bomb in there!

- Huh?! - A bomb?

- Not again!

- Just a few seconds left!

It's gonna blow!

(both shouting)

(water splashing) (women laughing)

- Hey, you look stupid! Hey, how do you feel?

- Oh, it was them.

(all laughing)

- That's right, don't mess with women

or you'll be in trouble.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music continues)