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IN MEMORY OF SOR ASSANAJINDA RESPECTED MENTOR OF THE THAI FILM INDUSTRY

Map.

You've got it, Captain.

How many times have I told you not to fold the map?

Now it's ripped.

How the fuck are we gonna find our target?

Who's the leader here, you or me?

You, Captain.

Here's the village. Here's the river.

And we're here.

Here is the area we're going to patrol.

Are you sure, Captain?

Maybe you should double check, Captain.

That's our target. Let's go.

I stepped on a mine!

Hey!

Hey, help me!

-Should I help you, Captain? -Of course you have to help me.

If I do, we all die.

-I'm Captain Ong-Art, you gotta help me. -Captain, give me your gun.

Saving the gun's better than nothing.

Hey, Sarge! Help me!

Captain, don't worry.

You'll be safe.

You're safe there, but I'm gonna die here.

Have confidence, Captain! Half of you will survive with the rope.

Okay, go ahead!

-Ready? -Let's do it.

One! Two!

-Wait. Captain! -Hey!

When we pull, you…

-Okay? -Okay.

One! Two!

Wait. Hey, we all pull together. Pull on three.

-Yeah. -We all pull.

Hey! What the fuck is the hold-up?

-Do it. -Do it now?

Okay, ready?

One, two…

Captain, you ready?

Fuck, I've been ready since yesterday!

Pull.

One, two…

Are we really gonna pull?

What if we pull and it explodes?

Then we all die.

Hey!

Help me.

Help me, please.

Come back!

Come on, boys.

Sarge.

-Let's do it. -Better to lose one than many, though.

Let's do it.

Ready, Captain?

-Are we ready? -Yeah.

Pull!

HEAVEN'S SEVEN 2

US AIRBASE IN THAILAND

Our Thai flag is tainted.

It's been trampled on by the Americans,

the GI and foreigners.

The white race is oppressing us.

We must unite.

We're Thai, aren't we?

Yes!

Are we Thai?

Yes!

-Are we Thai? -Yes!

-Are we? -Yes!

Drive the Yankees out!

-Out! -Out!

I don't know what the Americans

were carrying in those trucks at night.

Maybe they were carrying gold from Vietnam.

Hi. When will you go for a walk with me?

Mike!

If you talk dirty to my daughter again,

I'll tell your CO you've been selling me stolen petrol.

I heard you Yanks are hiding some treasure.

-Is it true? -Nah, that's nonsense.

Do you believe in rumors too?

There's no treasure.

Come on, Mike.

We're comrades. Tell me. I won't tell anyone.

What do you want me to say?

I told you. There's none.

Well, they said the Yankees

turned the lights off and drove out of the camp at night,

as if they were burying something, right?

You don't have to tell me.

If I find out, I'll keep it all. Don't blame me if I do.

Listen, I told you. There's no treasure.

And don't ferret around for it.

Otherwise, I won't sell you petrol again.

Hey, wait. We're not done yet. Hey.

Do you want me to speak English?

How could I understand English?

YANKEE, GO HOME

Hey, don't work so hard.

You're still injured, aren't you?

Such little pain is far from death.

But I'm in pain, yes.

I'm in pain because they're oppressing our nation.

I won't back down!

-Out! -Out!

-Out! -Out!

Hey, mister.

You, there. Who are you looking for?

What do you want?

So what if I trust the Americans? At least I've got money for your studies.

That's enough, Sarge.

Stop making excuses! And spare us your patriotic crap.

You only love yourself.

You don't give a crap about anyone else.

Hey, Dao.

Are you my daughter or my mom?

Hey, mister.

-You're Dao's dad? -Yeah!

How do you do, Dad?

Sangdao, don't be so hard on Dad.

Patriotism is something to be proud of, isn't it?

-Yeah. -But Dad…

I don't mean to meddle in your family affairs,

but you really screwed up.

You haven't had any time for your family.

No matter how patriotic you are,

you should attend to your family.

Am I right?

Who the hell are you?

Mind your own freaking business!

Sarge!

Don't hurt my friend.

Out!

You assholes! Out!

A-ha, got it.

I won. Give me the money!

No way, you cheated.

What? Who cheated?

I won fair and square. Where's the money?

-Cheater! -Who the fuck you calling cheater?

Bullying kids!

-Cheater. -Cheater.

-You cheated. -Cheater.

Place your bets.

Sell your house, sell your cars.

Don't forget what you bet on.

Ready?

Let's open.

Hey, I'll open it myself.

Fine with me.

Four, four and one.

I won again.

Hold it!

Are you cheating?

I bet ten times. Fuck! And you won ten times.

Not my fault, man.

You saw I clearly won.

Bullshit, you cheated me.

I want my dough back.

No way! I won fair and square.

-You lost, so go home. -No way.

Dad, that guy stole my pocket money.

Stealing from a kid! Give me back my dough.

Hey!

I said I didn't cheat. Take my word for it.

You saw what was on the die. It's clear as day.

If you wanna play with the big boys,

you gotta have big balls.

Ah, fuck. It's a magnet.

-He's cheating. -Cheater.

He cheated!

Yeah, I fucked your dad over!

That'll be 200 baht, albino.

Two hundred? No way, too much.

If 200 baht is too much,

then just go and whack off.

Yeah! I win again.

Again! Are you cheating? You've won every hand.

How did I cheat? It's just my skills.

Come on, take it off.

Take it. I'm wearing two.

If you win this time, I'll take it all off, all right?

All right. I'm gonna see a naked man today.

-Yeah! -That'll be fun.

Big stakes, big risk, babes.

Shit! Muay.

What a pain in the ass!

Damn! God damn it.

Hey, stop.

Get down.

What do you think you're doing?

This is my beloved beau.

What? Who's your beau?

How many times have I told you? Don't get drunk in my bar.

If your dad sees you, we're both fucked.

Don't worry about Dad.

I'm here.

Look, here he comes.

Don't tell him I was here.

Hurry up, you dicks.

Man, your bar is packed.

It's good.

Of course.

I spent a fortune renovating this bar.

I'm onto you.

If you hadn't stacked the deck, I wouldn't have lost the bar to you.

When did I cheat you?

It was a fair game.

Yeah? Go fuck your father.

You're annoying. Leave my father out of this.

Why should I? Your dad's a fag.

Your dad's a fag.

All right. If you give me back my bar

and leave the village,

I'll leave you alone. Fair?

I've got a better idea.

You're a reasonable man.

Cut me some slack.

How about another wager? If I win, I keep the bar.

And if you lose?

I'll get my hands dirty for you.

What's the wager on then?

Kickboxing.

Hey, can't you be more convincing?

Enough of this dancing shit.

What if I miss and get knocked out? Then what?

Enough!

-What the fuck? -So you'll get drained and lose.

Red. Blue.

Fuck you.

Hold him up!

Your four acres will be mine for sure.

It ain't over yet.

Hey. Gonna fix the fight, aren't you?

You're doing it too, aren't you?

I'm an honest boxer. Too bad your wife's not honest with you.

Your wife's my ex!

-Don't piss me off. -I'm not.

Your mom wants me.

Hit me, then.

-I will. -Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop now!

If you both keep dancing and hugging,

I'll kick both of you out!

Now, fight!

-Fight! -Your wife loves me.

Don't you know?

Fuck you're afraid of you wife.

Fight!

Good.

Come on.

Careful.

Damn it.

-Get up. -Get in the corner.

One, two, three.

Fuck, I'm in deep shit now.

Five, nine, ten.

-What the fuck! -Give me the title deed.

Mhad, I told you to lose.

What? Are you going to cheat me again, Akkhi?

So that's why Pae sided with Suk.

Pae, are you in on it with Akkhi?

Hey, who paid Suk to go down?

You scumbag!

I'll pay whoever can bring me Akkhi and Mhad!

-Get them. -Get them.

Let me go!

Yeah, beat him up!

Get out of the way.

Let Akkhi and Mhad go.

Heaven protects the good.

Hey!

Muay, take off that disguise. I know who you are!

Man, I thought I disguised myself well, and you saw through it.

Why wouldn't I be able to? I've raised you since you were a baby.

Hand those two bozos over!

Muay, my darling. You gotta help me. He'll kill me.

Muay, darling, don't forget me.

I'll kill myself if you ever touch them.

I won't hurt them.

Fine.

Mhad and Akkhi. I have a deal for you.

Wow! Were you a soldier, Akkhi?

What a hunk!

I love a man in uniform.

God, Muay.

Stop being so slutty!

God, this girl!

Hey, you two clowns.

If you get this job done,

I'll give you a 20% cut, okay?

We can't do it with just two of us. We'll need some backup.

I'll let Mhad go and get them.

But you keep your ass here.

I want some insurance.

And what happens if your friends don't come?

Then what?

They'll definitely come if our boss orders it.

And who is your boss?

There. The guy in the red shorts.

So.

Why are you paying me a visit?

I didn't want to come and trouble you.

But Akkhi's in deep shit.

I knew it.

Serves that slick jerk right.

He's tricked and messed with many people. Haven't you learned your lesson?

Come on, Sarge.

Just this once.

You know it's impossible to find someone more versatile than Sarge Dab Jampoh.

Most importantly, this job

is where your daughter Sangdao is.

Yeah. Newland.

You can help Akkhi and have time to visit Sangdao too.

Anyway, Sarge, do you trust that long-haired guy or not?

Okay, I'll help.

Hey!

But wait till my red shorts are dry.

Lord, give me a break for once.

I was born and raised here.

Why did you let an outsider take my girl as his first wife?

I've tended this shrine since I was a boy.

I've never even asked for a lottery ticket.

While you make others rich,

I asked for one girl and you denied me.

I once swore at this shrine

that if we're not in love anymore…

I'll leave this world forever.

Dhan, don't do it!

Leave me alone.

You don't love me anyway.

Leave me.

I…

I thought you were dead.

That's why…

So you married Tong, right?

He's such a short, fat bastard.

What's he got that I don't?

Yeah, but Tong is loaded.

I knew it.

You married him because he's richer than me, right?

That means you still love me, right?

Then run away and live with me, Petay.

Petay! The damn baby's crying!

Petay! Hurry up.

Darling, I have kids, but I still love you.

Go feed your kids, you bitch.

Fuck, girls are all the same.

Lord, in this life or the next,

I'll never fall for a girl again.

-I'm out of here. -Dhan, don't kill yourself!

-Petay, come here. -What?

-Petay-- -Who said I was gonna kill myself? Nosy.

What are you doing with the rope?

Hey, Petay, let's go.

Hey.

-Fuck me! -A bomb!

Run, Petay, run!

Papa, I can't be in this opera anymore.

Why not, son? What's wrong with you, Tanguay?

Why not?

We're forced to be in it, and someone's already gone nuts.

And my name is now Poramed.

So stop calling me Tanguay.

I'm calling you Tanguay.

What's wrong with Tanguay?

What kind of a dumbass name is Poramed?

Poramed, don't give your papa that shit.

I'll die before I call you that.

And what the hell is this?

Sideburns.

Sideburns, my ass. Rub them off!

Hurry up. Get dressed.

Here, do your makeup. Don't forget to rub the sideburns off.

Rub my sideburns off…

Come here. You can't get away from me.

Damn, why don't you say the lines in Chinese?

I never speak Chinese.

You're Chinese, why are you embarrassed?

You're always telling me what to do.

I told you. I'm a soldier. A soldier!

Don't shout at me. You're such an ungrateful son.

Where do you think you're going?

Fine! I'm leaving.

-Go. -Go.

What are you looking at?

Don't you all get it?

Wow, what a fist.

He's better than any tool. He's harder than steel.

Oh, his tool's harder than steel.

Kla, you have more than just your strong fist.

Yeah, I've got strong seeds too.

Both the car and girl are mine.

Right.

-You must arrest him. -Right.

There they are. They're coming.

See you at the hospital, honey.

Papa, you have to help me. Look what he's done to me.

What's up, Juk?

How are things, Juk?

Juk, you're not ready to be ordained.

You've still got demons to expel.

Get rid of them first.

Hey! I'm up here.

Hey! Cut him loose.

Tanguay, why are you looking at me?

If I'm not looking at your face, should I look at your ass?

Hey! Fuck the wisecracks, Tanguay.

It's Poramed now. Not Tanguay.

Poramed.

His name's Poramed.

Hey! What's with all this bickering?

'Cause they're all pricks.

Theyare prick for deceiving my mom. So I could crush a group of pricks.

Are they damn pricks, man?

Hey, just get me the right group of pricks, all right?

You're the boss. They're all pricks.

Hey, get me the fuck out of here.

Shut the fuck up, Akkhi.

What are you looking at?

Juk, what the fuck!

Fuck, a grenade!

Stand down!

We're all fucked if it goes off.

-Boss. -What?

It's all right.

If you guys aren't ready for this job,

you don't have to do it.

We're ready, boss.

But how are we splitting? What's the cut?

It's 80% for me and 20% for you guys.

-Damn, that's nothing! -Juk!

What a fucking waste of time! Let's kill the prick now.

Wait. Let's do 50-50, all right?

Fifty-fifty? Okay.

Okay.

Fuck, serves Tanom right. That was hilarious.

Sarge. Why are you doing this? I thought you retired to look after your daughter.

I thought I'd grab some quick cash. Open up a small business.

Then Sangdao won't think I'm useless.

Hey, Dhan. What's eating you?

What the fuck's up with you?

His chick Petay ran off with another guy.

That's why he's all fucked up.

I tell you, this is the last time. I won't fall for any girls again.

You're full of shit, Dhan.

Wait till you see the chicks in my bar. You'll fall hard.

You'll wanna marry them all.

Come on. No bullshit now.

How many chicks have you taken to the shrine?

No bullshit. That's it. I'm done messing with girls!

-Trust me. -I don't believe you.

Yui, Pai, Noke, Tong!

-Get your asses over here. -Okay.

Gonna chat with them.

Come on, Yui, cozy up with Dhan. Sit over here.

Pai, you sit with Tanguay.

Noke, take Kla.

Come on, I want two chicks.

One will do, you greedy prick.

Sarge, you're too old. You don't like babes.

Am I old?

Tong, come sit with Juk.

No, I don't want one! I can't do it.

Come on, big guy. Don't you like me?

Oral before ordination. It's awesome.

Oh! With your shaved head and eyebrows,

I thought you just left monkhood.

I haven't joined yet.

I've got demons to expel.

Well, let's expel them together, shall we?

Are you coming?

Coming?

What do you…

Yui, who do you love more?

Heartbroken one minute, at the altar the next!

Come on, Sarge.

Times change, and people change!

Times change, my ass.

Hey, Akkhi.

Is that Tanom's daughter? The girl you like.

Man, she's a nympho.

Like? No way. Not even if you give her to me for free.

Poramed.

Poramed.

Hey, Tanguay.

You said you're not a chink, why can you sing this song?

I'm not. Just dreaming while she's drawing sideburns.

Stop, enough.

-Hey. -Hey!

Don't you dare start a fight!

Go ahead. One on one.

-Come on. Go kick ass. -Take it easy.

What are you afraid of?

Feisty little thing.

No wonder Akkhi's head over heels!

Dhan, who said I liked Muay?

-Go home. -No, I'm not going now.

Not until you tell me you like me.

Hey, Muay, he doesn't like you.

He likes Marilyn. Marilyn Monroe.

Do you know her?

Is that true?

That's nonsense. Go home, Muay.

Hey! Don't bully the lady.

None of your business.

I don't like it. What did you say?

"Don't you dare start a fight"?

Stop! I'm a policeman.

They started it. Arrest them, Sergeant.

Who's the culprit here?

I'll get to the bottom of this.

You want trouble?

Beat them up. If you beat up these Yankees, I won't come here again.

Sorry, Sarge!

-Hit it, dudes. -Sure!

That's cool, wow.

Sorry, Sarge!

I know you're gonna steal gold from the Yanks, aren't you?

Tell me. Where's the gold?

I'm not telling.

So, you won't tell me, huh?

-Tell me! -No.

Will you tell me or not?

Yes or no?

Tell me.

No.

Yes or no?

No…

-Will you tell me or not? -No…

Psycho!

I'm going nuts now!

Hey, stop.

If you hit him again, I'll kill you.

But if you let my friend hit you once,

I will let you go. Okay?

Boys, you really kicked ass!

Hey, Muay.

Don't forget your promise.

What promise? I can't remember.

You promised to leave me alone if we kicked their asses.

Oh, I was only kidding.

-You shouldn't take me so seriously. -Don't mess with me, bitch!

I'll smack you!

I saw you making eyes at her.

Eyes, my ass.

Look at this fucking mess in my bar.

Hey, deal with it, man.

Reminds me of the good old times.

Right, Tanguay?

Yeah.

But something was missing.

Sarge wasn't wearing his red shorts.

They're a sight to behold, aren't they?

-I'll show you bastards. -No, Sarge.

Hey! Leave Sarge alone.

If it weren't for those red shorts,

we'd all be fucked.

-It's coming. -What should we do?

Why is it so fast?

-Hey! -Hey!

Tanguay.

Mhad, you first.

Fuck, Sarge. That looks painful.

Don't you know anything?

We need to drink each other's blood to swear brotherhood.

What? It's just an oath.

Why cut our wrists?

Stop bitching, just do it.

Mhad, you first.

Come on. It's just like an ant bite. What are you scared of? Right?

-Yeah. -Ant bite!

This is your motherfucking ant, then.

Let it bite you first.

If we're loyal to each other,

we'll drink blood together. Take it.

I faint at the sight of blood.

No.

Swearing our brotherhood…

There's another ritual.

Any flowers around here?

-I saw some just earlier. -Okay, go get them.

-With our honor… -With our honor…

-We swear. -We swear.

-That we seven… -That we seven…

-Will be brothers till death. -Will be brothers till death.

-We'll look out for each other. -We'll look out for each other.

-And be true to our kinship forever. -And be true to our kinship forever.

-We swear. -We swear.

Why are you smiling, Sarge?

Sarge, do you remember?

There are lots of brotherhood rituals.

Man, he's pissed now.

He's gone.

Take a seat.

Just pick it up if you want to sit.

Do you really want me to take my hands out of my pockets?

I have one rule.

Whenever I take my hand from my pockets,

someone's gotta die.

Kill all seven of them.

What's with these drawings?

What is this, an art class?

If you want me to kill them,

you can choose how they'll be killed.

Hanging is 2,000 baht.

Burning tires, 3,000.

Cost of tires included.

Dismemberment into ten pieces, 4,000.

-Sawing-- -Enough, I'm gonna be sick.

Can't you just shoot them? We don't need bizarre methods.

You sick fuck.

Stop it with the drawings.

I've seen someone get shot before.

We just need to make sure we're clear

on how you want them to die.

For fuck's sake, just shoot them or blow them all up!

Okay. Don't worry.

We're professionals. But you need to pay a deposit first.

Once they've managed to steal from the Yankees,

you all…

-Your daughter? -Don't even think about it.

We are Thai… aren't we?

We must unite, right?

She's got spunk, Sarge.

We'll never be America's whipping boy.

We've never been anyone's lackeys.

Isn't that right, everyone?

Come down, Sangdao.

Go home, Sangdao.

I'm not going.

Why are you here?

Sarge, go easy on her.

She's your only daughter.

Stay out of this, will you?

Hello, Dad.

Sangdao, you better go home with your dad.

And be careful.

It's not safe after nightfall.

And who the hell are you?

I can look after myself.

It's none of your business anyway.

That's right.

Our ideologies are very noble.

Mr. Random here just risks his life and limbs.

We are paving the way

for the next generations.

Meanwhile, you have no ideological beliefs.

You have none of them, and you won't understand.

Sarge!

Will your ideology save

your ass from my boots?

-Stop, Sarge! -Don't run away, dumbass.

Sangdao!

Let me go!

Are you okay, Sangdao? You're okay, right?

It's not a big deal.

Leave me alone!

Have another one!

Man, she's feisty like her dad. God, that turns me on.

Hey, shorty.

If you don't leave Sangdao alone,

I, Mr. Random, will be forced to kick your ass, understood?

Jeez, Sangdao's really something.

Tough like her dad.

Didn't you see us here? We're burying mines.

Are you nuts? You'll blow our cover.

-Hey, Mhad. -Who's that?

Tanguay! Juk!

Captain!

Man, you must really be down on your luck.

-What's with this fucking getup? -Boys, this is high fashion.

-There's a hole in his shirt. -Hey, keep it down.

Don't call me Captain. I'm undercover.

No fucking way! Undercover!

What the fuck are you doing out here, Captain?

Hey, don't call me Captain. You'll blow my cover.

Hey! Everyone, Captain Ong-Art's here!

Don't worry about it, man. Who fucking cares out here?

Your disguise is convincing.

And what the fuck is this? Are your feathers falling out?

-Feathers falling out… -He's gone undercover too.

Fuck that.

No more questions from you.

Why are you undercover anyway?

I can't tell you. It's classified.

Classified.

Okay, I'll tell you.

Army intelligence suspects the Yanks

are smuggling napalm into Thailand and burying it.

They sent me to investigate.

Bullshit.

Chemicals? You've hit rock bottom.

It's okay, you can tell us. Nothing to be ashamed of.

Chemicals…

Well, it's up to you to believe it or not.

Hey! Where are the others?

Tanguay.

Man, I'm so glad to see you guys.

Reminds me of the good old days.

Man, all the battles we fought.

Hey, Captain!

Let's rest up. My legs are tired.

Don't fucking shout.

If the Vietcong hears us, we're all fucked.

Captain, we've been walking for half a day,

and I haven't seen any Vietcong.

Don't bullshit us. Are we on the wrong route?

No, we're not.

I've been here for two years. I know it like the back of my hand.

Follow me.

Hey, Captain! Stop!

What now? I ain't stopping.

Help me! It's a wrong route. Help me.

What are you doing around here?

It's classified, Captain.

Hey, where are you going?

Captain, you forgot your prop.

Oh, yeah. I forgot.

Oh, man! Where did they go?

Hey, Sarge. That's the Yank we beat up in the bar.

Do you scumbags realize what you're doing?

This is a US Army convoy!

Teach him not to fuck with us.

I told them to hide. What the fuck are they doing up there?

Haven't you told them?

I told them.

They said you need to hire

hiding tigers, not fighting tigers.

Get them down here, so I can plan with them.

You wait for my signal.

When I raise my hands like this,

you start shooting.

All right.

Is that all?

Shouldn't have called me down.

Could've just yelled that to me.

Dumb fuck.

We've got everything. Pay us so we can get out of here.

-You prick! -Hold it right there! Hands up.

Hands up.

Hands up.

Hands up or I'll shoot.

Hey, drop your hands.

That's enough!

Who the fuck you shooting at?

They're all fucked.

I want my money.

You motherfucking idiot.

Don't you know my men are here?

You dropped bombs like it was World War II.

Listen, dickhead.

When you hired me, you told me to blow them up.

Not shoot them!

You wanted to completely fuck them up.

So what the fuck are you whining about?

Don't you know everything's inside?

My trucks and my treasure. It's all in there. Get it?

Go and kill them. Then bring me the treasure.

Can you do it? Get in there!

How? It's all blocked.

Well, you blew it up! Damn it!

Get in there and kill them. Take away the rocks.

Every rock by hand.

You get in there and kill the fuckers.

Then you bring out my treasure. Can you do it?

You crazy fuck!

Fuckwit!

Crazy fuck! Almost got me killed.

I don't believe there's gold inside.

Tanom stiffed us.

No, there's gold in here for sure.

-We're rich. Come on, help me open it. -Have a look.

Kla, let's find a way out.

Where, man?

-Over there. Let's go. -Are you sure there's a way out?

Fuck, it's tighter than a duck's ass.

I'm fucked.

Man, if I get out of here,

I'm taking my gold and getting a wife.

How will you get married

if we can't leave this cave?

You're right.

Hey, Tanguay. Give it up.

There's no gold. Who the fuck knows what's in there.

I'll reach Nirvana before we find out.

Sure you will, you horndog monk.

Shut the fuck up!

-Fuck your dad. -Whose dad are you insulting?

-Fuck your dad! -Hey, stop it!

You're pissing me off.

Mind your own business, Poramed.

Don't make fun of my name.

What did I make fun of?

You picked the name yourself, Poramed.

-You want a piece of me? -Bring it on!

What the fuck was that for?

You'll make us all deaf.

Fuck, that was loud.

Yeah, I'm fucking deaf now.

So what's going on?

Stop fighting like dogs, you idiots.

We're not dogs, Sarge.

Don't argue.

We still have a score to settle.

-What do you mean? -You've been eyeing my daughter.

You sly prick!

Sarge, you fucking owe me one.

If I hadn't been there that day, Sangdao would've been dead.

Sarge, your own daughter doesn't even love you!

You've only got yourself

and those fucking red shorts of yours.

Mhad, are my red shorts really that bad?

Come on, Sarge. Fuck what Dhan says.

Your red shorts are fucking great.

Well then, why don't you pricks vote on it?

Come on. Take a look. Look!

Fuck. He's lost it.

Look! Have a look.

You disloyal pricks!

Sarge!

-Fuck. -What's that smell?

Fuck.

How are you, Sergeant? I've come to visit.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm Captain Ong-Art.

Hey, do you know what you're doing?

I'm the best in the business, Captain.

Careful, Kla.

I don't need to be. You've got those red shorts on.

Fuck you, Kla.

You're lucky I'm not putting them over your dad's head.

Don't you believe that with these red shorts on, I'm a deadly shot?

Come on, Sarge. They're just shorts, for fuck's sake.

They've got nothing to do with your shooting.

Take the powder out and wrap it up.

How about that? No more stepping on bat shit.

Hey! He's mine.

Come on, Sarge. They're just shorts, for fuck's sake.

They've got nothing to do with your shooting.

Those fuckin red shorts of yours.

-Sarge! -Sarge!

Sarge!

Hey, follow me.

Quick, run!

Hey, dickhead!

For fuck's sake!

Hey, watch out!

Fuck you!

Let's go.

Fuck, you scared the crap out of me!

Where are the others?

We've all split up.

We were gonna meet at the town gates of Newland.

If we make it.

Then wait for us there.

Okay, Sergeant. Get the reinforcements.

Well, go on then.

I got kicked out of the force ages ago.

Fuck!

So why are you dressed like a cop?

I still want to be a cop.

All right, then.

You go and get the real cops.

-Yes, sir. -Don't salute!

Hey, make sure you take off the uniform, too.

Or they'll fucking arrest you.

Sarge!

Where the fuck are you?

Surprise!

Hey, no need to run. He's out of ammo.

Fuckwit.

You're fucked now.

Dhan, take this!

-Let's get out of here! -Yeah.

Look at you, you chickenshit. Making a living off fucking people over.

If I'm bad, your dad and his cohorts are bad too.

You and your hippie student friends. Making a ruckus about the war every day.

You've all got your heads up your asses.

And the Yanks here in Thailand, they're not fucking your dad, are they?

You guys yell,"Kick them out." You're brainless. Fucking crazy!

The Americans being here gives people work and gives us a living.

Have you ever asked ordinary people whether they want the Yanks out or not?

It's only you hippies! You're so backwards with your thinking!

Don't you realize the harm this is doing to our country?

Who cares? I don't care. Just let me get rich, that's it!

Let her go now!

-No way! -Do it, you fuckwit!

There's a gun to my head. Let her go now!

Hurry!

Hurry!

-Drop your guns! -Drop them.

Hurry up! Hands up.

Get over there. Hurry!

Hey, the moustache.

Baby, give me a kiss.

Stay still, and it'll stick.

Shit! You're dead!

Sangdao.

No, darling! I've missed you so much!

Muay! What are you doing?

Some kinky cross-dressing?

Darling!

Muay, you useless child!

-Hey! -Catch him!

Tanom. Let him go, or Muay's dead.

Let her go. She was helping me.

Jeez, Sangdao. It's part of the plan.

-Oh, right. -Yeah.

Don't worry. Grab me again. Go on.

For God's sake, you guys are amateurs.

This time, I'm gonna squash you like flies.

I'm gonna squish you like bugs.

What did you say? Who's gonna die now?

Darling, please!

Let Dad go.

All right. I'll let you go. But pay us first, or I'll kill you.

Hey, Akkhi, leave him. Check this out.

What's up?

-Help me, I'm being held hostage! -Shut up, you old shit, or I'll kill you.

Akkhi, we should go. It doesn't look good.

I'll be back to settle scores. Let's go, Dhan.

Darling, take me with you, please.

Muay, come here. You won't bother me again.

What are you doing? Darling!

-Darling! -You won't bother me again.

Mr. Akkhi, what are you doing to my daughter?

Get out or I'll kill you!

Let her go.

Darling.

What the hell! Muay!

Darling.

Muay… there are two reasons why you can't go with me.

First, I hate your dad.

Second…

I'm gay.

Hey, Captain!

This is fucking great.

Good job, Kla.

Let's unload these and get Sarge and Juk.

Hungry, Sangdao?

Juk, what's wrong?

-Where's Sarge? -Sarge is dead!

Why? Sarge!

Dad!

No, it can't be!

Dad isn't dead, it can't be.

No!

He's not dead.

He's not dead.

Akkhi.

Muay?

You gotta help Dad.

The Yanks have taken him and everyone in town.

They said if you don't return the truck,

they'll kill Dad and everyone as well.

But your dad deserves to die.

Yeah, he's a prick. Why should we help?

Is this the truck your father and you guys stole?

What are you guys doing? You're going to get the whole town killed.

Give it back.

No way. This is evidence.

We can't let them get away with it!

What evidence?

Is it worth so many people's lives?

Sangdao. They're carrying napalm into our homeland

and burying it in our backyard.

I don't care about evidence. I can't let all those people die.

There must be a way to help them if we cooperate.

You aren't half the soldiers my father told me about.

The bravest, the best and the strongest.

You guys suck!

How many people have to die?

Don't you have a duty to protect them?

How will you live with yourselves?

And you call yourselves soldiers.

I've wasted my time praying for you guys.

I can't believe I had faith in you guys.

Don't let Dad die in vain.

This stolen truck

could save many people's lives.

We need weapons.

Fine, but where are we going to find enough firepower?

Dad's been stockpiling American weapons. He hasn't sold any yet.

I know where he keeps them, too.

I got you into this mess.

If no one wants to go,

I get it.

Hey! It's time to take the oath.

We're Thai soldiers, aren't we?

Let's kick their butts for our sarge.

Let me start. Here's to brotherhood with Sarge, forever.

This is for you, Sarge.

-Here, Dhan. -I'll never forget you, Sarge.

To Sarge.

If I've wronged you, forgive me, Sarge.

Sarge will be avenged.

What did he say?

I'm fucked. I spent eight years in fourth grade.

Moron! Go get the truck or he'll kill me.

Hey, Yankees! Shoot that motherfucker. I don't give a shit.

I love America!

Fuck me. Look at Mr. Random.

Hey! You can kill that one.

Wait, truck's coming.

Go.

-I am bar girl. -I am bar girl.

Fuck, what now?

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

I love America.

I love America.

Dad!

-Sarge. -Sarge.

Sarge.

America has lost!

Take that, you bastards. One more.

Meet my red shorts, you assholes!

Sarge, you okay?

Sarge.

Sarge, we thought you were fucked.

Not yet.

I thought you were dead.

-Nah, I gotta take you home first. -How the hell did you survive?

-It's a long story. Wanna hear it? -Yep.

You're in no shape to leave yet.

You should rest some more.

I can't. My men are in trouble.

Here. These are yours.

I kept them for you.

Are you a soldier?

-Yes. -Good.

I used to be a soldier, too.

What happened to your arm?

An old war wound.

No matter who the enemy is,

if we band together,

we can win.

Yeah, but we're no match against their firepower.

It's been in my family for generations,

since the battle of Bang Rachan.

It's protected our homeland many times before.

Hey, Dhan… What do you think of my red shorts now?

Sarge, they're freaking magnificent.

Yeah, go on. And what else?

When you've got them on,

there's no fucking stopping you.

Good. When this is over, I'll get you all a pair.

-Really? -Let's go.

Drop the cable!

Wait, Sarge. Hook it up.

Weak.

Dad!

There!

Here.

This way. No, that way.

No, this way.

Quick, get the chopper. Don't let them get away with the evidence.

Are you nuts? We're not birds. How do we get up there?

We'll do it, captain.

I don't care!

-Whatever works. -Dhan, come with me.

Fuck yeah!

Ready, man?

Hey!

Go to hell, prick.

Sarge.

I'll kill you, Yank.

Dhan, damn it.

Who's gonna fly this thing now?

We're fucked now, Dhan.

-Dhan, jump with me! -Let's jump!

Hey! My balls!

Sarge!

SHORTLY AFTER THE US CONCEDED DEFEAT

THE TRUCKS AND THEIR LETHAL CARGO WERE RETURNED TO THE US ARMY

Hey, Mom. Um, hey, Monk Juk.

The fuck's wrong with your mom?

Come on, Monk Juk.

Your mother's gone to Heaven.

Hey! Monk Juk. What the fuck you crying for?

Fuck off, Mhad. You're a scumbag no one likes.

Nobody's gonna attend your funeral.

Hey, fuck you.

Hey. Have some respect, all of you.

Monk Juk, you too.

Today's your mother's funeral.

Have some respect.

Your mother needs merits to go to Heaven.

Don't ruin her chances.

Hey, I've always wondered.

Why do Thais do cremations and the Chinese do burials?

You dumb chink. That's offensive for Thais.

We only bury people who died in accidents.

Well, did Juk's mom die by accident?

She died of shock, just like that.

Hey, if your mom died by accident,

she ain't going to Heaven, then.

Yeah, looks like she's going down.

-Sure. -Pity.

Don't listen to them, Juk.

Hey, have some respect.

Don't be rude if you don't believe in it.

Are you talking about your red shorts, too?

Are you asking for trouble?

No.

And what's with the fucking cigar?

-Sarge! -You wanna fight?

You always make fun of my red shorts. Now, you know how I feel.

-What? -Dynamite!

-What? -Dynamite!

Mom!

Hey, Juk. Your mom's definitely gone to Heaven now.

Fuck you! Fuck all of you!