Original subtitles

You are…

Dome is abducted.

Dome!

Dome!

Dome!

Dome!

What the hell did you do that for?

What?

Oh.

Alright, then, bastard.

You’re asking for it, huh?

How is Mr. Dome doing?

His vitals are good.

But there is no sign of him waking up soon.

[Movement detected in front of the museum]

Hey, careful!

Hey.

That’s the third time this week.

I’m not giving him another ride home anymore.

Hey.

For someone your size, you’re annoyingly loud.

Careful!

Mr. Khatha, sir—

Triphob, I know. I don’t need your lecture.

Don’t you even start.

Wanna come see Dome?

Her name is Anthika.

She’s been hiding in the antique business for ten years.

The reason you never heard of her before

was probably because she always goes by an alias.

At the auction, she went by The High Priestess.

Triphob.

Triphob.

Dome is missing.

I call this place “The Limbo.”

You can call it

the “seam” between space and time,

a parallel universe.

But honestly?

Call it whatever you want.

Because in reality,

no one has ever named it anyway.

So I call it what I want… The Limbo.

Hey.

Snap out of it already.

Stay with me.

I met you before.

You’re right.

I tried making contact with you twice…

One, two…

I think two or three times.

But it took me some effort to drag you out here.

Hey.

You’re curious, aren’t you?

You’re wondering why we look the same.

Well, the easy answer is

everyone shares the same face.

I guess the Creator just really likes this mold.

But if you ask me? This mug’s boring.

Oh…

You know what?

I’ll have you stand here and watch it play out.

I’ll be right back.

Where are you going?

Watch what play out?

My bad.

What is this?

Dome.

Dome.

Khatha!

Dome?

You look just as stupid as you did before.

Your silliness ages like fine wine.

I’ve missed the hell out of you.

Dome?

Mr. Khatha.

Dome?

You’re better now?

He’s not Dome.

Who are you?

Okay, then.

I know that everything that’s happened to you guys seems

unreal and extremely unbelievable.

But so many unreal and unbelievable situations

have happened repeatedly countless times before.

But of course there is a first time for everything.

My name is One.

It’s short for…

The One.

And it’s me who caused all this trouble.

Tor Thanaphob

Gun Atthaphan

Foei Patara

Namtan Tipnaree

Saiparn Apinya

Ployphach Phatchatorn

Directed by Attaporn Theemakorn

Where is Dome?

He's here.

Not right here, though.

What do you want?

Oh, that.

To heal a poor man’s sightless eyes.

To give a muted companion a voice.

To ease the pain weakening a warrior’s leg.

Why are you speaking in riddles?

Why don’t we play a game?

What for?

What’s with all the questions?

Do you even want to see Dome?

This game is not unlike the rest.

Just stay alive before it’s game over.

Most importantly…

Find out who killed the witch.

What’s going on?

Hey.

It’s Dome.

It’s not him.

Listen up, guys!

Let’s start our game.

You said we need to find out who killed the witch.

What witch?

Oh, but it’d take all the fun out of it if I told you.

Let us meet the first Thai person

to ever come into contact with a witch.

May 18th, 1820.

On the sixth day of the waxing moon of

the seventh month, Year of the Dragon,

in a small village right at the heart of Old Bangkok,

an epidemic was plaguing the entire city, taking countless lives.

At the time, I was 21 years old.

One nightfall,

a boat came and hit the pier by the waterside.

Who is it?

Hey.

Hey.

What are you doing sleeping in a boat?

Come.

I’ll help you up.

Help!

Is that…

Mr. Chan,

Mr. Khatha’s younger brother.

Ding-ding!

Is that…

Mr. Chan,

Mr. Khatha’s younger brother.

Ding-ding!

Stop this.

I can’t.

The game is already on.

Where are you going?

You can’t run from the truth.

After that incident,

Khatha became so grateful for Chan.

Chan didn’t only save Khatha from drowning,

but also healed his crippling leg.

Let me help you.

From now on,

you have nothing to be ashamed of.

How…

How did you do it?

I don’t know.

Just please don’t—

I truly thank you.

Thank you.

Within a short period of time,

the two of them formed a strong brotherly bond.

What are you?

When Khatha learned that Chan was also a friendless orphan just like him,

he asked Chan to come live with him.

I am also without a companion nor family.

Would it be impertinent of me to think of you as my brother?

Everything was all happily ever after…

and then came Boon.

This is Mr. Boon.

He was a villager ravaged by the catastrophic pandemic, known as…

Cholera.

It was 1820.

The Cholera Outbreak had reached and swept through Bangkok,

killing thousands of people.

It was easily contacted.

The cause?

Contaminated water.

- Bam! - Bam.

Bam.

Bam.

Bam!

The symptoms included diarrhea

- ...vomiting and body forcing everything out. - Bam! Bam!

It was like all the water had been drained off the body.

In the worst case scenario, the patient’s skin would turn bluish grey.

Because of uncontrollable diarrhea and vomiting,

the body started experiencing severe dehydration,

and severe loss of electrolytes.

- Mr. Khatha, help her! - The end result was death.

Mr. Khatha!

Bam.

Mr. Khatha, help!

I should help him.

Do not.

I can help him like I helped you.

Chan.

Do you not fear that people might accuse you of using black magic?

I’m just going to save him, not hurt him.

You do not understand.

The nobility always use such tactics

to imprison whom they think of as freaks.

Do not go looking for trouble.

We have enough with simply the two of us.

Do not get involved.

You have to save Bam, Mr. Khatha.

Mr. Khatha!

I told you to stop.

It’s you who needs to stop all this.

You can’t go forward

if you don’t turn around and take a look.

Chan.

Trust me.

Do not get involved with them.

You didn’t take me for a freak.

Maybe he won’t, either.

Chan, please.

I do not want to risk losing you.

Khatha, listen to me.

June.

Please take care of Bam.

Triphob…

Triphob.

Triphob, what are you doing?

Bam…

Bam…

Bam!

Bam!

Bam, wake up.

Bam!

No, no… Bam.

Bam!

Bam…

This isn’t true.

Bam can’t be dead.

You sure?

Wanna bet?

Bam.

Bam.

Bam.

Triphob, I…

I…

I’m…

I’m sorry.

That day…

Though I was able to bring Chan home,

he decided to go back and save Boon anyway.

Chan saved Boon’s life, and many other people’s.

What I had feared came true.

Ever since that day, the villagers worshipped Chan as The Magician.

You’re playing the Witch’s Game.

Yeah, so?

What are you doing?

You can’t cheat your way out of this.

I’m warning you.

Triphob!

Triphob!

Khatha, what’s happened?

No. Triphob!

No…

Triphob.

Phob.

Triphob.

Phob.

Triphob.

Triphob!

Triphob.

Bye-bye.

Khatha.

What’s wrong?

June?

You…

Can you see me?

What?

June, are you here, too?

Here where?

I’m right where we have been.

Where are you?

I’m…

I’m in the past.

My past.

Dome…

Is Dome there?

No.

I don’t see him.

What have you done?

I told you you couldn’t cheat your way out.

Khatha.

Just hurry up and finish this game.

If it wasn’t for him in the first place—

You…

What’s happening?

Hey!

The Magician, please save us.

The Magician, please help us.

The Magician.

You are not to enter the ashram.

Why not?

He is not someone you can simply joke around with.

He and you are from two different castes.

Do not delude yourself that Chan saved you because you are above others.

You are just as much of a riffraff as I am.

Chan and I are like brothers.

But you… you are not related to him in any way.

Are you certain

that he would think you more special than I?

The Magician, please save us.

The Magician, please save us.

The Magician.

In the end,

Chan and Khatha’s paths diverged.

He could only hope that

one day they would walk side by side once again,

just like when there were only the two of them.

Attention, attention!

Listen up, folks.

I come bearing golden opportunity for all brave men.

We are here today in search of courageous soldiers

who shall make a name for himself,

and make his beloved proud.

It shall be your greatest glory.

Khatha didn’t want to be a soldier.

But if there was a way

that a riffraff like him

could stand on equal ground with The Magician…

Then I would do it.

Sir.

I want to be a soldier.

Can I join your infantry?

It’s The Magician

It’s The Magician. Let’s go.

Let's go.

It’s The Magician.

Come quickly. The Magician is here.

The Magician.

The Magician, please grace upon us.

Save us.

Save us.

The Magician.

The Magician.

It was uncommon

for people to bow their heads to anyone

that wasn’t Ming’s Lord.

Sir. Please, sir.

Stop, asshole!

Please, do not take this to heart, sir.

I said stop, you asshole!

How dare you?

You scum of a soldier.

Get out of here.

Get out!

Go away!

Go away!

How dare you do this to The Magician?

“The Magician”?

I would like to see him defend that title.

Will my blade cut through you?

So you are merely a man, just like I am.

Get out of here.

You are not welcomed here.

You have no right to be here.

This country belongs to my Lord.

Who are you to give me orders?

Chan!

Chan, do not do it!

If you are not welcomed,

then you have no right to be here.

My Lord will hear about this—

It was The Magician’s doing.

The Magician!

The Magician!

The Magician!

The Magician has come to save us!

The Magician!

Chan.

You must not do this.

Those soldiers will—

What would you have me do?

Let them oppress these people?

If you are on their side,

just leave this village.

Wait.

Are you really leaving?

Can’t you just tell him you’re sorry?

I have no reasons to apologize to him.

Then just stay.

Stay with me.

Chan.

You and I have not been together for a long time,

ever since you have them.

What do you want me to do?

Leave this place with me.

It will be just us two brothers like it once was.

Just you and me.

But I don’t have to hide my power here.

I don’t have to be afraid.

I can be myself.

A freak, you mean?

Chan.

Do you realize what a freak you have become since they take you in—

Khatha!

Chan.

Go.

Chan.

Chan.

Do you truly want to join the palace’s guards?

What happened to your leg?

I…

I was born with it.

You are aware we do not accept the deformed into the infantry?

I shall make an exception for you.

But you will take me back to that village.

By the order of The Council of Shamans,

I must arrest and interrogate that freak.

But… Sir…

Do you not want to be a soldier?

Can you promise me

that my brother will not be harmed?

Expel him if you must.

Very well.

If you get me in the village,

I shall beg the Lord’s pardon

and your brother will be spared.

Do we have an agreement?

No.

If you get me in the village,

I shall beg the Lord’s pardon

and your brother will be spared.

Do we have an agreement?

No.

No!

I shall beg the Lord’s pardon

and your brother will be spared.

Do we have an agreement?

We freaking don’t.

I won’t let it happen again.

You can’t change it.

It’s already happened.

So…

Just accept it.

No.

I won’t.

I won’t lead them into the village.

Your brother will be spared.

Do we have an agreement?

What exactly…

was your answer that day?

If you get me in the village,

I shall beg the Lord’s pardon

and your brother will be spared.

Do we have an agreement?

Yes.

I shall take you there.

Do not leave anyone behind!

No…

Walk.

Tie the freak to the stake.

Sir.

Do–Do not take my brother.

Forward.

Come here.

Chan.

- Walk! - Chan.

Chan!

Go! Run!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

June.

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry for everything.

I’m sorry about Bam,

and about Triphob.

I’m really sorry.

I’m sorry.

Khatha.

Get out of here.

Run as far as you can.

Go!

The One!

Please…

Stop this.

I’m begging you.

I surrender.

It was my fault.

The One!

One last question…

Who killed the witch?

I did.

I killed the witch.

I killed my brother.

Ding-ding!

I curse you

to an eternity of suffering.

I curse you

to stand there and witness all the pain you have caused me.

I curse you

to drown in the sin of your own making,

endlessly,

until the sun turns into darkness,

the moon into blood,

and the stars into rubbles raining down upon earth.

And then I will return

to destroy everything you ever have!

Why are you doing this?

Why are you putting me through this again?

You put yourself through it all.

Yeah, yeah.

You were a traitor in the past.

And you are about to repeat the same mistake

with them.

Chan knew you didn’t mean for it to happen.

Chan knew why you did what you did.

He just couldn’t forgive you.

Don’t hope for something that will never come.

Don’t betray what you already have.

Because if you made the same mistake again,

the deaths you saw today might actually come to pass.

As of today, Triphob is alive. So are Bam and June.

So is Dome.

Where… Where is Dome right now?

Nowhere too far.

But like I said…

Here, but not right here.

He can’t be there too long.

That place is way too close to death.

But you have to be the one who gets him out.

You’re going to need one thing, though…

The key.

What key?

Huh?

What key?

What—

Oww, Oww, Oww.

People in this era are as brittle as twigs.

The One…

He’s the key.

And you…

You need to solve the puzzle.

Poor Khatha…

Something grand is waiting for you.

Don’t cry.

Keep in mind

that you are…

an important pawn for me in this game.

Let’s hope we never see each other again, guys.

Directed by Attaporn Theemakorn

Tay Tawan

Guy Sivakorn

Midnight Museum: The Witch’s Game

I’m in The Limbo!

Dome?

Do you remember the telephone?

Of course.

I thought I could save the man I loved,

but I only ended up hurting him even more.

I don’t know where Dome is.

But I will get him back.

If I can control it,

I can use it to open the portal,

and bring Dome back.