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[The content, events, techniques, and outcomes of massage depicted in this series]

[are entirely fictional and intended for entertainment purposes only.]

[They should not be used as medical advice or as a reference for traditional Thai massage.]

[Viewer discretion is advised. Do not attempt to imitate any of the techniques shown,]

[as doing so may result in injury.]

[Massage services should only be provided by practitioners]

[who are legally licensed and registered.]

Ittha, Pingkhala, Sumana,

Kalathari,

Sahatsarangsi,

Thawari,

Chanthaphusang,

Rucham,

Sukhumang, and

Sikhini.

Massage—an ancient practice passed down through generations.

The art of healing

through precise touch.

Whether squeezing,

pressing,

pulling,

stretching,

or kneading.

But when two best friends

succumb to the darkness within

and discover a forbidden art never known before,

the power to heal is transformed

into a weapon of revenge.

The line between saving a life and taking one

can be crossed with a mere turn of the hand.

Therapeutic touch

becomes a way to kill with bare hands, leaving no trace,

before the victim even realizes what is happening.

When the dark art of deadly massage...

an undiscovered forbidden practice is used as a weapon,

it turns a healer into a murderer.

The only way to stop it is to...

destroy it.

[DO NOT READ]

[PHUKET, 2011]

Ease in.

Apply pressure.

Hold.

The Ten Principal Sen Lines—

the body’s primary energy pathways.

Ittha runs along the left.

Pingkhala runs along the right.

The areas that must never be massaged are extremely important.

Commit them to memory.

The temples.

The neck.

The armpits.

Coordinate your breathing with the pressure you apply

to control how long each press is held.

Pressure duration is divided into short and long cycles.

A short cycle lasts 10 to 15 seconds.

12…

13…

14…

15…

Awesome!

Wow!

All done, sir.

Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Would you like to work for me?

What do you say?

You’d supervise hundreds of massage therapists.

Interested?

Thank you, but as it happens,

I’ve just opened a place of my own.

Here’s my business card.

The beach there is very peaceful.

Please come and visit sometime.

I’ll take my leave now. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

He dared to turn you down.

Should we kill the bastard?

Hey!

I’m not opening a massage parlor.

Please go here, my dad is the best.

Oh, your shop?

Our family's shop.

Wow.

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Bye. - Bye.

Hey, did you see my money? It blew over this way.

Have you seen it?

- Did you see my money? - No.

Are you crying? What’s wrong? Are you sick?

I have a headache. Leave me alone.

What are you doing?

Stay still. Massaging this spot will make it go away.

Does that feel better?

This is my dad’s shop. You can stop by sometime.

Patrick. Patrick, come on.

Let's go to see your father.

I have something to talk to him. Hurry up.

All done.

So you’ve opened your new shop.

Does that mean you won’t come to my house to massage me anymore?

I still can.

But I’d rather you come to my shop.

The atmosphere there is wonderful.

You’ll feel much more relaxed.

All right.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Let’s go, sis!

Did you get into the wrong one? I’m your mother.

- Should we go? - Let's go.

Mom! That's Dad!

- Dad! - Korn.

I’m off, then.

- Does it smell good? - It does.

Phak’s here.

- Why don't you go and see him, sweetheart? - Phak!

Where have you been?

Oh, my brilliant engineer!

Phak!

I thought you said things were hectic at the construction site. How did you get here?

I slipped away for a bit, Mom.

They’re definitely going to dock your pay.

Minkheng, come help me.

Sure.

Here. Pick whichever color you like.

Everyone, take one bowl.

What are you doing, son?

- Just take one and follow me. - What? All right, take one.

Just play along with him.

Follow me.

Dad, you go first.

Me? What am I supposed to do?

Put your palm print on this sign to mark it as yours.

That looks beautiful.

Hattha has the tiniest handprint of all.

May we all be blessed with good health,

may our business prosper.

And may everyone be happy.

Sathu.

Mom and I embroidered it together.

- We kept it a secret. - You never told me about this.

How could it be a surprise if we told you?

It belongs to all of us, just like you always say.

- Thank you. - You two finally did it.

Thank you both so much.

And thank you too.

Thank you too.

What?

When?

I’m coming right now.

Dad, I need to go to the construction site.

Is something wrong, son?

The building at the construction site collapsed.

Was anyone hurt?

I don’t know yet. I have to go.

At present, unauthorized personnel are strictly prohibited

from entering the area.

If another incident occurs,

the situation could become even more complicated.

We have instructed

the forensic team to collect as much evidence as possible.

The cause of the collapse remains unknown.

Meanwhile, the engineer responsible for the design and construction supervision

has not yet provided any information.

We will report further details as soon as they become available.

Is that Phak?

Go!

What the hell are you going to do? I told you to admit you were at fault.

I already told you, I did nothing wrong. I’m not going, no matter what.

Give it to me.

Pha, I need to go see our son.

I'm coming with you.

Don't go!

Hattha!

Dad!

Hey, come here!

Hattha, go back inside.

No! I need to see Phak.

Fine, let's go.

It's your customer's house.

Hey!

Come here.

Hattha.

- Wait here, I will be right back. - Dad.

Listen to me, okay? Wait for me here.

Sign the admission of liability and get this over with.

I won’t sign it.

You’re the ones who should be held responsible.

I warned you about the steel.

You knew about it, but you did nothing.

I told you to fix the problem.

And you promised you would.

You were more afraid the project would be shut down and you’d lose your job.

You piece of shit. Sign it!

- Sign it! - No!

What are you doing?

Okay, okay.

Turn around and get up slowly.

Hurry up!

Give me the phone.

- I just took pictures of the house. It's pretty. - Hurry!

[WARNING: The massage techniques depicted in this series are fictional. Do not attempt to imitate them.]

Hattha, press the line on his neck.

That’s a forbidden massage point, Dad.

Hurry up. Press it now!

Use two fingers. Two fingers.

Good. That’s it, son.

Almost there.

Is he dead, Dad?

No. He’ll wake up soon.

He’s only unconscious. Go, son.

Hey!

That’s enough! He’s going to die!

You should’ve signed it from the start, you idiot.

Let go of my son right now!

Don’t shoot! He’ll shoot me!

Hattha, take pictures of them.

You need to record everything.

Go! Hurry!

Don’t follow us, or I’ll really shoot him!

- Let's go. - Shit!

Dad, stop here.

Why's that?

I have evidence about the building collapse.

Dad, pick up Mom and meet me at the police station.

Wait.

Take this gun with you.

Be careful.

See you there.

You damn masseur. I’m coming for you.

You were more afraid the project would be shut down and you’d lose your job.

- Bastard! - Oh my son!

- Oh no! - That guy's Dongyang.

The one whose face we couldn’t see was his guy.

He was flat-footed.

What does flat-footed mean, Dad?

The arches of his feet were flat, honey.

We have to hurry.

Go! Hurry, son!

- Mom! Mom! - Pha!

Mom!

Pha!

Hey, the gun will be too loud.

Go, honey. Take your mother and run.

Planning to use that video against me, you damn masseur?

Kill them all.

Hattha, take your mother and run!

Mom!

- Get down here. - Hattha.

No!

Mom!

[WARNING: The massage techniques depicted in this series are fictional. Do not attempt to imitate them.]

Hattha, press the point beneath his armpit.

[WARNING: The massage techniques depicted in this series are fictional. Do not attempt to imitate them.]

Korn!

Korn!

Hey, let go!

Mom!

Burn this place.

Burn him alive. Let him guard this damn shop.

Burn everything down.

Grab him!

You bastards!

That’s a woman and a girl!

Come at me instead! Come on!

Damn it!

Mom! Mom!

Our shop...

Dad!

Hattha!

Run! Run, son!

- Go! - No, mom! No!

I can't take it anymore. I really can't.

- I don't think I can make it. - Mom! Come with me.

I can’t go on.

I can’t do it.

Go, honey. Go!

Mom, this way!

This way, Mom!

I’ll catch up with you.

Mom, come down!

Mom!

Mom! Mom!

Don’t make a sound.

Once they’re gone,

I’ll move this rock off you.

Do my hands smell nice?

It’s the scent of the herbs you love.

Hold my hand. Don’t cry.

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Flatfoot!

You’re the flat-footed one!

Mom!

Mom! Mom!

Back off, you bastard!

Where the hell did he go?

Aim at him, you idiot!

Guys!

Asshole!

How dare you mess with me?

Mom! Mom!

What are you doing?

Hey!

Hey, what is going on?

I'm not scared.

You're here with me.

- Does it smell good? - Yeah.

Mommy’s hands smell nice. I’m not scared.

This beach smells fishy, Dad.

You really do have a good nose. I can’t smell anything.

Uncle Korn’s shop is so far away. Who would come all the way out here, Dad?

Hey!

Oh, no!

Korn!

- Korn! - Hattha!

- Hattha! - Pha!

Dad, I can smell blood that way.

Son?

Are you sure you can smell blood?

Yes.

It really is blood.

- Dad! - Be careful, son.

Get behind me and be careful.

Pha.

Pha.

Help!

Help!

Help me! Help!

What?

Help!

Hattha?

- Uncle Inn, please help me. - Hattha.

Hold on, sweetheart.

Watch out.

Come here.

Get up here.

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

The body of the design engineer was found hanging in his room.

He left a letter confessing that his design error caused the building to collapse.

He’s here!

Sir, does this mean the building-collapse case can now be closed?

Under criminal law,

when the offender dies, the criminal case is considered closed.

However, I won’t rush to any conclusions.

We must also be fair to the deceased.

There are still several pieces of evidence that must be examined together,

particularly whether the handwriting in the letter belongs to the deceased.

Please excuse me for a moment.

Is this the way to see Phak, Uncle Inn?

[MORGUE]

Phak.

Let’s go, Hattha.

Notify me immediately once you obtain the arrest warrant.

This is urgent. Do it as quickly as possible.

Wait. I’m afraid neither of you can leave the country yet.

I need both of you to come to the police station

for questioning in connection with a murder case.

Do you have an arrest warrant, Officer?

At this stage, I only want to ask you a few questions.

Then send an official written request to my office.

My lawyer will notify me.

Wait a moment.

Please make way.

I’ve checked.

There is no order prohibiting them from leaving the country.

What does that mean?

We...

We can’t arrest them, sweetheart.

Police Colonel

Krit Teeranasakul,

I hope you’ll be happy.

He killed my mother. He killed my family.

Arrest him! Don’t let him go!

He killed my mother! He killed my brother!

- He killed my mom! - Hey, you can't accuse me like that.

He killed my whole family.

- Arrest him! - Go.

Let me go!

He killed my entire family!

Let me go!

Arrest him! Don’t let him get away!

He killed my mother!

Does that feel better?

This is my dad’s shop. You can stop by sometime.

Mom,

Phak,

let's move, okay?

[ Ratchaburi ]

Come on, sweetheart.

What if Dad comes home and can’t find us, Uncle Inn?

Minkheng.

I have no one left.

Yes, you do. You still have us.

Dad?

Help me, please!

Bring the boat to shore!

Hurry!

Where are the owners of the house?

That girl in red shirt.

Uncle Korn is with me.

Dad, are you hurt? I thought you had left me too.

I’m all right, sweetheart.

What about you?

I’m okay.

Your father refused to go to the hospital,

so I treated him traditional way.

I’m sorry.

Dad, are you in pain?

Your father was shot.

The bullet struck his spine.

He’s paralyzed now.

It’s my fault. I couldn’t save your mother or your brother.

No, Dad. It wasn’t your fault. It was theirs.

Don’t cry, Dad. I’m still here with you.

Don’t cry, Dad. I’m here with you.

I’m still here, Dad.

Are you sure it’s in here, Minkheng?

If you mean the old herbal-compress recipes, your dad kept all of them in there.

But what do you need them for?

I’m going to use an herbal-compress recipe to treat Dad.

If your father knew the recipe, surely he would remember it.

Not necessarily.

Dad is distressed about Mom and Phak. He may have forgotten it.

[DO NOT READ]

The point of death is known to all.

But who knows the guiding point that hastens the fall?

Who would press and hold the fatal point?

Press the point beside it, and death shall claim them all.

The Black Book says

massage can be used to kill

if the correct point is pressed.

The fingers must be strong

and powerful enough to apply pressure precisely

to the intended target.

Dad, can massage really kill someone?

Why would you ask that, son?

We heal people.

We don't kill people.

To strengthen your fingers,

you must practice lifting the board every day

while sitting in the full lotus position.

28…

29…30…

Cup your hands,

then lift your body off the ground.

11…

12…

Practice every day

until your thumbs are strong enough

to press the Sen lines with perfect precision.

37…

38…

39…

40…

41…

42…

43…

44…

45…

Today marks the auspicious official launch

of the Arokaya Land project.

It is a new, fully integrated wellness center.

Dongyang, a Chinese businessman,

has invested an enormous sum in this project.

Moreover, we are joined by Master Tim,

who is regarded as a grand master of traditional Thai massage

and is highly renowned both in Thailand and abroad.

He has also just completed his latest mission:

a global tour providing therapeutic massage around the world.

Master Tim, may I ask

what made you decide to join Arokaya Land?

I want to preserve Thai wisdom for future generations.

It is my way of giving back to my homeland

so this knowledge can continue to be passed down.

Master Tim, there are rumors that Arokaya Land has a hidden agenda

and may be connected to a casino.

Some say it will tarnish traditional Thai massage by using soft power as a front.

What are your thoughts on these allegations?

Even a tree will flourish if you fertilize it with manure.

Hey, I’m only joking. I was trying to paint a picture.

My sole intention is

to support our massage therapists

and help their profession reach every corner of the world.

And don’t forget, we’re recruiting a new generation of massage therapists

to join Arokaya Land.

See? We’re giving the profession our full support.

So, if anyone wants to become a massage therapist under my guidance,

you’re welcome to apply.

- We should apply. - Let's go.

What a shame.

The whole country respects him,

yet he serves an evil man.

Dongyang has invested far too much in this project.

There’s no way it’s just a wellness center.

They’re definitely hiding a casino inside.

Maybe he’ll only stop committing evil once he’s dead.

Hey!

You’re still thinking about that? You’ll end up in prison.

What about when he killed the people we loved?

He never went to prison.

Then how are we supposed to kill him without going to prison, kiddo?

All right, I have to go.

- Okay? - Wait.

How many massage therapists are you recruiting, Master Tim?

The ankle is dislocated and twisted out of shape.

- Muk, call the ambulance. - Got it.

Take him to the hospital.

Okay, sir.

Have a conventional doctor examine him again.

Thank you, Master. Thank you.

That was incredible. He's truly amazing.

See? He’s so skilled that people are willing to pay hundreds of thousands.

Look, it was twisted out of shape just moments ago, and he fixed it right away.

- How could he do that? - Look!

[FLATFOOT ?]

[DONGYANG JOINS FLOOD-RELIEF EFFORTS]

[SCHOLARSHIP CEREMONY FOR THE FUTURE OF OUR YOUTH]

[INEXPERIENCED NOVICE ENGINEER]

[FLATFOOT ?]

The deadly art of massage is not a method of healing.

It uses knowledge of the body’s tendons,

blood, vital energy,

and pulse points

to transform touch into a weapon

that stops a person’s breath without leaving a wound.

Ittha, Pingkhala,

Sumana, Kalathari,

Sahatsarangsi,

Thawari, Chanthaphusang,

Rucham, Sukhumang, and

Sikhini.

The client requested a young female therapist with a firm touch.

So it’ll have to be you, Hattha.

Leave it to me.

I’m counting on you.

May I?

Hey!

What the hell?

Mom!

Burn him alive. Let him guard this damn shop.

May I?

Sis!

Where did that Chinese client upstairs go?

Where have you been? I had to take over the massage for you.

He had some business to attend to and left before the massage was finished.

- He's gone? - Yeah.

What's the matter?

Shit!

Hey!

Panic? Are you having a panic attack?

Calm down. Calm down.

It’s okay. Just stay calm.

Look at me. Look at me.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Take deep breaths.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

Just stay calm, okay?

Are you okay?

Arokaya Land is holding auditions for massage therapists tomorrow.

Dongyang and his men are not to be underestimated.

If we want to get close to him, we’ll have to do it through massage, right?

Your muscles are stiff and tense.

It’s as if you’re carrying a heavy burden.

May I take the practical test again?

What are you doing?

Let me help you for a change.