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Are you okay about last night?

To be honest, I was kinda disappointed.

I think you’re trying too hard.

Are you gonna lay down for my drawing again?

It’s repetitive…

I can’t get in the mood.

What can I do to get you in the mood, then?

You told me to come here.

What do you need me for?

You can stop bullshitting me.

Stop this right now.

If you can’t do it, you can both resign.

I quit.

This is your plan, isn’t it?

Yes.

Do you really think I’m into you?

(Yes, Mr. Koh?)

Jira is on his way down.

I must ask you to hail him a cab, Mr. Butler.

(Of course, sir.)

Mr. Jira.

Mr. Koh has asked me to secure you a ride home.

Please, wait a moment.

I’d rather not impose.

Mr. Jira.

If you don’t get in the car I get you, I’ll be in trouble.

Okay.

Fine.

I’ll wait right here.

Thank you.

Thank you.

He’s been calling.

Why aren’t you picking up?

And I won’t.

You’re always my problem when you’re drunk, huh?

What?

I’ll go to bed on my own.

Just be quiet.

JIRA

Honestly.

Just take the call.

Maybe he has something important to explain to you.

JIRA

What?

Hello.

Are you home?

Yes.

I’m drunk.

Just say what you call to say.

About today…

I’m sorry I didn’t tell you the truth.

What truth?

Do you mean the fact that you lied to me to be with Koh?

If that’s the one, you can screw it.

It’s not what you think.

Everything that happened was Koh’s plan.

He made me.

He made you?

What did he make you do?

Tell me.

If you can’t give me answers,

(that means he did not make you do anything.)

If I wasn’t there, you guys would have gone through with it.

So there’s nothing you can tell me.

Well, bye. I’m busy.

No, no, no.

Don’t hang up. I care about you.

I called because I care about you.

I wanted to know if you’re okay.

I’m clearly not.

What can I do to make you feel okay?

I’ll do anything.

Then just be honest with me and tell me the truth.

What is this between you and Koh?

Do you fancy him?

I don’t.

I hate him.

Did you quit your job?

No.

Goodbye, then.

Screw it.

Come on.

Nothing freaking goes my way.

Calm down, man.

Do you think I’m a jerk

for wanting him to quit his job like I did?

Wow. Yeah.

Why would you want him to quit a perfectly fine job?

Oh, you bastard…

Weren’t you pushing me to quit my job just the other day?

That’s your case.

I couldn’t stand seeing you and your Stockholm syndrome.

Your friend might not be like that.

Listen, he has it!

That’s why he doesn’t have the guts to quit.

Now what do I have to do to help someone who also has Stockholm syndrome

to find a way out of it?

Normally, it’s possible to develop a mild case of Stockholm syndrome at work.

It’s when an employee ties their worth to their boss.

So no matter how vicious their boss is,

the employee will feel empathetic toward the boss.

Before this, you showed all the signs.

That’s why I’m asking you

what made you suddenly break the patterns?

I think, at that moment…

I just wanted to be with Jira, just the two of us.

I don’t want Koh to get involved in any freaking way.

That’s so obvious.

What is?

It means you now tie your self-worth to Jira.

That’s why you no longer care about Koh.

This love is strong enough to make you break out of your psychological cage.

Bad news is…

Will you be able to accept it?

Accept what?

Now that you’re attached to him,

if he doesn’t feel the same way,

your only option is pain.

Can you accept that?

You’re asking me what I think about this?

I think you’re being a bitch and a jerk about it.

Are you two-timing?

I was just following my emotions.

It looks like Pheem is furious with me.

He’s not picking up the phone at all.

What should I do?

I’d be furious, too.

But if he doesn’t pick up the phone,

why not just show up?

You’re telling me I should just go to his place?

Yeah.

But if he didn’t come see me at the lobby, I’d be wasting my time, right?

Should I… call his friend?

Mawin is his name, I think.

He came in for an audition once.

I can call right now.

Wow.

Do you have to bring your own bat?

It doesn’t feel as good when it’s not mine.

You ready to go now?

Wait a sec.

That job I went auditioning for is calling me.

Yes?

Hello.

Mawin, isn’t it?

This is Ing, the casting director.

Are you calling because I got a call back?

Oh, no.

I just have a favor to ask.

Well…

My friend wants to talk things out with Pheem.

(Would you be able to help, Mawin?)

(Pheem refuses to answer the phone.)

Uhh…

What?

Dude.

Jira’s friend wants to talk to you.

Tell her I don’t want to.

(Hello.)

He can pick the place.

We can let them talk privately.

Can you, please, help me out, Mawin?

(I’ll definitely do my best to help you with the castings.)

Oh, well…

I’m really sorry.

My friend and I are going out right now,

and I don’t want to betray him.

It’s alright.

Thank you.

Of course.

He is definitely betraying his friend.

Trust me.

Well?

You happy now?

I won’t tell them where you’re at, bro.

I’m a trustworthy guy.

You ready to go, bud?

Alright. I am.

Got it.

Here’s the location.

Grab a motorbike and go.

They’re heading over there.

Hey.

Oh, hey.

It’s been a while since I last saw you.

Thought I’d never see you again, actually.

I found a new catharsis.

But hey, I’m back.

Cool.

Mawin, which plan you aiming for today?

The 500-baht plan, per usual.

Half an hour.

20 pieces.

I want to go all out today.

You want the 1000-baht plan with 50 pieces instead?

You up for that?

I’ve been pent up for a whole month.

I’ll go with the 2000-baht plan.

2000?

I’ll have the 2000-baht plan, please.

Okay.

Enjoy your exercise.

-Yeah. -Thank you.

Hello. Is this your first time here?

Yes.

You can choose your plan here.

I’m actually here with Pheem.

Oh, you’re Pheem’s friend?

He’s inside. You can go right in.

Thanks.

Hey, it ain’t me.

I haven’t even said anything.

Giving yourself away?

Well…

Why don’t you two talk things out?

I’ll wait outside.

What are you doing here?

How’d you know I’m here?

Because I know you.

No bars are open right now.

So this must be the place.

Don’t act like you know me.

What do I have to do for you to talk to me like usual?

Quit your job.

That’s easy for you to say.

Because it is easy to do.

Can I ask you honestly?

Let’s say I quit my job,

can you guarantee that I’ll be fine?

You know…

I’ve always had trouble with money.

I have no backup plan.

Everything I have, I have to work for it.

I want you to understand that.

All along,

you had a stable job.

So if you quit,

you’ll be able to live just fine for a year or two.

You don’t understand what it’s like to be unemployed.

But me…

I don’t want to go back to that life.

You love him, don’t you?

That’s not it.

I can't quit because I need the money.

Nothing else.

Why else would I be here explaining this to you?

You stop being mad at me now?

Shit!

Shit! Shit! Shit!

I let you have your way

and you think I’d always do, don’t you?

Huh?

Are you this angry with me?

Of course, I am, you jerk! I am so freaking angry.

Shit!

Shit!

Shit!

You…

You made a fool out of me, you know that?

I’ve never let anyone treat me the way I let you.

Did you know I won the national math competition when I was a kid?

From secondary all through high school.

The tech week in Lisbon, I went five years in a row, alone!

Shit!

But you…

You’re so freaking cruel, you know that?

You’re so cruel!

You know I can’t quit you!

But you’re definitely going to leave me!

Why do you keep circling back to me?

Huh?

Are you having fun playing with my feelings? Are you?

We’ve been pushing and pulling.

You should understand me just a little.

Shit!

And do you know…

Look at me.

Look!

In my head, I keep asking myself the same question.

Why?

Why?

Why does it have to be Koh?

You and I are like two prisoners under the watchful eye of an asshole guard!

You should have fallen for me and run away with me!

And now what?

You’ve fallen for the guard?

What the fuck are you thinking?

Why?

Why?

Why?!

Why won’t you choose me?

I don’t want to love you anymore.

It hurts.

Are you scared of me?

Yes.

I’m just like you.

Emotional.

But I’m dumb,

so I use my emotions to wreck things.

I don’t know when you’re going to stop being mad at me.

But I want to draw you right now.

What?

What the hell is wrong with you?

You want to draw me…

do this?

No.

Art isn’t that straightforward.

What I see in you right now

is a man’s fragility

that comes out as aggression.

It’s because of you.

So?

Well?

What do I have to do?

Just do whatever you want in this room.

I only need some time to sketch.

Can you…

Can you draw me like you draw Koh?

Just be who you are.

I like you just the way you are.

Oh, shit.

Did you get so angry you lost your shirt like The Hulk?

Hey, you okay?

I don’t know.

I was crying, too.

I’m so confused.

Shit.

What happened?

I saw him leave in a hurry.

I think he got inspired or something.

He said…

He wanted to draw me right away.

Help me grab this.

What?

What you smiling at?

Nothing much.

Just think I should warn you to leave a little room for disappointment.

What do you mean?

He’s cute and all,

but it seems like you and he are from two different worlds.

What?

You were telling me he and I were perfect for each other.

No, man.

From my personal experience,

I’ve dated an artist before.

It was all nice and sweet at first.

We had what the other lacked and all that, you know?

But at the end of the day,

no matter how radicalized they seem,

these artists will just have to give in to capitalism.

You can’t overgeneralize like that.

I’m not.

It's just pure facts.

Take artists from history for example,

they all had patrons.

The one I dated

went straight to a millionaire the minute we broke up.

So I have it cracked that maybe they like someone who sees their worth

and appreciates their art better than I could.

You get my drift?

That’s your ex.

You can’t say they’re the same.

This is Jira we’re talking about.

Maybe he’s not like that.

Sure.

If he’s not, then that’s great.

Maybe your love is strong enough.

What’s up?

I can’t sleep.

Come see me.

No.

If you don’t, I’ll go to your place.

(What?)

(I’m not home.)

You are.

Hey.

Did you track my phone again?

This is an emergency.

(How so?)

(Because you can’t sleep?)

If I can’t sleep, it’s an emergency.

If you don’t come here, I’ll sleep at your place.

Don’t come. I’m painting.

KOH

What now?

I told you I’m not going.

(I’m downstairs.)

(Come get me.)

What?

Come and get me right now.

I’m not home.

Hey!

Stop.

What are you doing barging in?

You’re invading.

You stalker, get out!

I can’t take it anymore. Just sleep with me.

You want to sleep?

Yeah.

Then I’m leaving.

Hey, hey!

Hey.

Hey.

Hello.

Where are you?

I’m right out front.

Hurry up.

Hey.

Come back with me.

I told you to come back with me.

Why aren’t you talking to me?

What’s wrong?

Hey, over here!

Stop it.

Wherever you run, I’ll be right behind you.

Even if you go to your friend’s place, I’ll be there.

Try it, then.

Let’s go.

Hello.

Get out of there.

Why the hell would I?

You said you could follow me anywhere.

Listen.

If you get out of there right now, I’ll pay you more.

Hey.

What do you think I am?

A commodity?

I’m not going!

Fine.

I’ll wait here.

Keep waiting, then.

The place opens until 4.

If you dare, just get in here.

Can we leave now?

Leave?

Don’t you see I’m enjoying myself?

I don’t like it here. Let’s go home.

If you don’t like it, leave, then.

Why fight it?

Go.

Go!

Make some noise, underdogs!

♪ What can I even do ♪

♪ Can I ask you to stay ♪

♪ If I don’t let go of you ♪

♪ Would you let me have my way ♪

♪ I’d ask you to choose me ♪

♪ Make you pick me over her ♪

♪ What you ask of me is not easy ♪

♪ You give me no choice ♪

What? You don’t like the song?

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Can you help me?

Go on ahead.

I got this.

This car.

I’ll take him to the hospital.

Ugh.

Where’s your key?

Get in.

Get in.

Thank you.

Hey.

-Hey. -What?

You don’t have to take me to the hospital.

I’m fine.

Are you sure?

You don’t look fine.

Just let me rest.

I’ll feel better.

Is there any water in the car?

In the back.

Crap.

I always lose the last game before bed.

You wanna play another game?

I’ll stay up with you.

Nah.

I’ve been tired out since the rage room thing.

You need to go to bed, too.

No one is hiring right this moment.

But I don’t want to miss any opportunities.

Who knows, right?

And it’s still morning in the US timezone, man.

Pheem.

Yeah?

You got away from Koh.

Why don’t you take this time to rest and get to know yourself?

You have some savings, right?

I don’t want to waste my time.

Right now, you and I are both unemployed.

I want to find work as soon as possible,

so I can support Jira, too.

Oi, dude!

What the hell got into you?

Pheem, you jerk.

Nothing. I’m just happy.

Well, it’s good that you’re happy.

Be sure not to let it slip away now, alright?

Well?

Better now?

Yeah.

I feel better.

I still have a headache, though.

I’m going home, then.

Hey.

Wait.

Hey.

What?

Are you…

Mad at me about firing Pheem?

It’s not just about Pheem.

I’m mad because you seem to love toying with other people’s feelings.

Is it fun?

It was fun.

But it’s not fun anymore.

When you’re gone,

I don’t think I sleep properly at all.

See?

Even now, you’re only thinking about yourself.

Yes.

I do think about myself.

That’s why I came out here looking for you.

If I keep being alone, I’ll be in trouble.

You’re all I have right now.

Can you make it home?

Can you give me a ride?

Your place.

Hey.

We’re here.

Hey.

Can you walk me home?

I’ll have Mr. Butler call you a cab home.

I don’t feel okay at all.

No.

This is as far as I’ll stay.

Call your butler if you don’t feel better.

Can you get the car, please?

Come on.

Walk upright.

Hey!

What the hell?

Ugh.

This is exhausting.

Hey.

Can you get me some water?

I’m so thirsty.

Where is it?

There.

Here.

Are you sick?

Medicine?

No.

Take a rest, then.

Hey.

Sit with me.

I dreamed about you.

In my dream,

I saw myself sleeping, just like in your painting.

A tiny angel who looked just like you

came to kiss me.

How about this?

Can you kiss me before you leave?

Maybe I’ll sleep better.

What an excuse.

It’s not a difficult thing to do, right?

I’m only asking you to stay.

Okay, then.

It’s alright.

I’m sick of asking.

I’m sorry for today, though.

I’ll call you a cab.

No need.

I’ll stay.

It’s almost morning, after all.

Why don’t you get in bed with me?

No.

I’ll sleep on the sofa.

You’re not busy today.

Let’s go to my childhood home.

Why?

Because I want you to.

You should know it’s not everyone I show it to.

Hey.

I have a favor to ask.

Hold it right there. Stop.

You and all your men, huh?

You’re too attached.

If he doesn’t want to play along, just move on to someone else.

Next time, I’ll be the one messing with him.

You’ve been acting weird recently.

Didn’t you say you don’t like me?

I like you.