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SHARED TAXI TO KHLUNG
The fastest gets to sit in the back!
Your sister is here.
Tai, check this out.
Big can give the V-sign now!
"Thanks for your well wishes, I'll see you soon."
I was about to buy the legendary vol. 19 of Jonan comic.
But some fatso snatched it right under my nose.
Gosh! Why is it so hard to get that one comic?
Hey.
Squeeze in. You know the rule.
Girl, hop on.
Ping, sit. Right here.
Straddle the gear stick, will you?
Don't be so dumb.
Come on.
Hold on tight. You know this is a race car.
The damn truck is a crawler!
There must be a slow car in front.
See? It's the songthaew shuttle.
You sleepy turtle!
Uncle, slow down.
Hell no! We can't let the songthaew get there first!
I'd rather crash and burn than get beaten by this turtle.
It's do or die!
Watch me.
Eat my dust!
Floor it!
Think you can beat me, huh?
Got that, hotshot!
He stops to drop off. That's why you overtook him.
What're you looking at?
Stop smiling and move your legs!
I'd chop them off next time.
Don't feel your legs?
Is your thingy still working?
You won't come in?
Your balls must've hurt!
How long will you stay?
A month.
That's long.
The campus is closed for College Games.
Hmm.
It stinks of durian!
Gun!
Gib, go buy pork belly for me.
I just got here.
I'm lazy and sleepy. Ask Gun.
I have school work.
Come on, and get some cowa leaves too.
I'll make pork belly curry.
Hey! Hey! Shit!
You got a flat.
No.
Yeah, definitely a flat tire.
No! Shit! No! No!
Here, a tire patch.
Got whipped again?
The mighty cloth hanger!
Go get some rest today.
Just a little patch, I'll do it.
No, I have to fix this myself.
The owner is a badass.
Wat, is it her?
Yep, it's her.
Shit. Move! Move!
Tor, where are you going?
I'll give you a lift.
Hey! Gib! Be careful!
What are you doing?
Let's go.
Wat,
who is with Tor?
I don't know.
Useless.
Tor!
Tor!
Tor!
Where the hell is he?
Hey! Tor! Stop!
I'll stop. I'll stop.
- Who're you running away from? - Huh?
Who was that?
Some girl... She kept asking me to pay for a savings scheme.
Your girlfriend?
No.
I mean...
Okay, we dated for like 1,5 months.
But we broke up, totally.
Beat it.
Well...
It's... I mean... I...
Shut up.
Gib!
Gib!
What did I do?
It's hormones!
Shit, now I have to walk home.
Where are the pork and the leaves?
Go! Go!
How come I never saw her?
You shot everyone dead!
No! I mean Sara's friend.
Which one?
The girl in the taxi with us.
Don't shoot the hostage!
Why did you shoot a hostage?
I told you again and again, you never remembered.
Move, my turn.
Move.
Gun, where's my comic?
Mon has it.
Tai has it.
Sara has it.
I don't have it!
We must go get it. My dad's coming back to the shop!
Shit!
Hey, wash my hair first!
Do it yourself. I'm in a hurry!
Bitch!
This way?
Stop!
Ping, can I have the comic book back?
You can't even wake a mouse with that.
Come on. Let me.
Shit!
Why is it swollen?
Read it while taking a dump and it fell into the bowl.
What?
What're you gonna do?
You want money?
- Is this enough? - Money can't buy our gang!
What gang?
Our gang have nicked comic books from Uncle Mol's shop for years.
He never caught us.
Now you want us to pay him, that's lame!
How old are you, huh?
Don't be so juvenile.
Hey!
You want trouble?
- Stop, Mon. - Nutcases!
- Hey! Get back here! - Mon!
Enough! My dad's on his way!
Hurry up.
What are you doing?
Nothing, Dad.
Has the new Student Weekly arrived?
Do you see it?
If not, then it's not here.
What is this?
Move!
Listen, the books are all sodden.
You let water into the package.
Send me a new one tomorrow.
That was close.
Hey!
Will you buy anything? Scram!
Yes, sir.
What are you doing? Pick it up!
Put the food in the kitchen too.
KHLUNG PROVINCIAL POLICE STATION
Let me.
Looking for your boyfriend's letter?
Dad, no one writes letters now.
Ever heard of emails?
Back up!
Good.
You're good now.
Drive me to the station today.
Sure, Dad.
Here. The latest issue, as promised.
Now tell me.
Her name's Ping, just moved from Chiang Mai.
Her mother is the new school director here.
Isn't she going home with you?
Do you see her here?
- Hey! - Hey!
That's Bank.
I wish it was me!
Are you okay?
Beat it.
So goddamn cool.
No, don't...
Hey!
- Fuck! - Gun!
Shit!
Are you okay?
That's not cool, man.
Gun, you're in trouble.
Fix it.
What are you doing here?
Easy, easy.
When you're away, Tor is always here to help me.
Is that a problem?
Yeah, is that a problem?
Wait, wait!
Did you see that?
The skateboard?
Tor said he can't fix it.
How can you like her? She's going to break up our gang.
You're nothing but trouble.
Give me one.
Let me, Gib.
No, I can do it.
- Do it then. - No!
What're you doing down there?
You okay? I'm going now.
Tor! Wait! Help me up! Come back!
Why didn't you reply my MSN?
When?
In tenth grade.
That was ages ago.
Still, you didn't reply.
I was cramming.
Four years without coming home, huh?
I did.
How come I never saw you?
You just disappeared. Are we still friends?
Will you help me?
Gib!
- Gib! - What?
Pull it out.
Wimp.
Get my shoes and the durians too.
Thanks.
Tor, are you going now?
Yes.
What are you doing?
Go with Tor to the market and collect the payment.
No.
You're staying for a month so make yourself useful.
Why are you here for a month anyway?
What's the matter?
You can tell me.
When we get there, you weigh the durians
and collect the money.
Now just drive and shut up.
Only if I knew how to drive...
You should learn.
None of your business.
- Do you have any friends in Bangkok? - Shut up.
- Ever got slapped by a durian... - Shut up.
But you don't understand what is real
Your face speaks more than a thousand words
It's too late to turn back...
Coming through!
Gun, wake up. Come on!
Fail the quiz so you can come home early.
Zip it.
Just fail, okay?
- Gib. - What?
Look.
Four years already and you're still the top student.
So cool.
What else do we have to buy?
Two minutes left.
Gun, wake up. Time's almost up.
- Are you done? - Yes.
Let me copy you.
What?
Come on.
Time's up.
Wait.
Did you copy each other?
No, ma'am.
And what's this?
Jirat. Jirat. Jirat.
You're all called Jirat?
But I pass, right?
No, you all fail.
Go.
Moron! You copied even my name!
Yeah, smart-ass.
Check if we've got everything your mother wants.
Luckily not many customers today.
Aunt Joy's sausages are the best.
No meat, only flour.
Look at this lovely thing.
Stingy.
Wait, the music studio's gone?
They moved to Chiang Mai, too bad.
Everywhere I look I see you
From the orchards I see the sky so blue
The day is long and tiring
But everything brightens up when I see you
The durian tree smiles at me
The mangosteen laughs with me
If you're thinking what I'm thinking
Then you'll belong to me...
Durians are spiky
Mangosteens are gluey
Durians and mangosteens know I miss you
Durians, Mangosteens
- I'm awesome, right? - Hmm.
Never thought your lyrics
would go so well with the guitar riffs.
Joi! Pe! Did you understand what he sang?
You did?
Okay.
It's gibberish. I'll show you.
Let's do the scream part.
Dumbass, Asshole
Awesome, right?
DURIANS AND MANGOSTEENS KNOW I MISS YOU
You!
Long time no see.
And you, snooping around again huh?
I'm too old to steal your stuff.
I don't believe you.
Bad habits die hard.
So, are you two an item now?
- No. - No.
What are you waiting for? Why don't...
Has the new Jonan arrived?
The same shelf.
Gib.
42...
A double issue.
I'll buy it and you can borrow it from me.
I've stopped reading it.
No way! It's getting really good!
You stopped at what issue?
I'll lend it to you.
No, I already forgot what it's about.
Wait!
- Did you nab my comics? - No.
Lose some weight before your fat kills you.
Whoa, swear that was her advice! She scared me.
Gosh! Are you two fighting or what?
Mom,
the toilet doesn't flush.
It's like that when it's raining.
Why did you run away from Tor today?
Are you mad at him?
Stay out of her business.
How come you failed the English exam?
- How did you know? - Your teacher called me.
Typical, Mom.
He chases girls all day.
Shut up, Gib!
Mom, he told me to shut up!
Is it so hard to get good grades for once?
Right.
Study hard like your sister.
You're too young to have a girlfriend.
No girls would want to date a man who can't speak English.
Exactly.
Right. Is it the time?
Eat and listen to your mom.
Yes.
Like father like son.
Get me that.
Lonely nights
Empty days
The day I lost my head,
Tor.
Hmm?
Have you finished Jonan comic I lent you?
I have.
What do you think?
I don't like it.
Something's tormenting me
The day I lost my mind,
The day I'm not feeling fine
Let my love out
Let my sorrow out
Let my loneliness out
Let it all come out
- Tor! Turn it down! - What?
I'm watching TV!
- Mom! - Yes?
- Where's my letter? - There.
Gun!
- Where's he going? - English camp.
- Drive me there. - Ask Tor.
- No! - Then stay home.
It's hot.
Gib.
Gib.
- Tor, hurry up! - Huh?
Hurry! I have to go find Gun!
Right.
- Mom, get in! Okay. - You're closing up.
Come on!
LEVEL UP YOUR ENGLISH
I'm happy we all failed.
That's why the whole gang's here.
Look at your legs, I guess your dad's not so happy.
It's nothing.
I have something hot to show you.
What?
Look.
Miss Morakot!
Wat! Hide it!
Right.
I wrote a fan letter telling her she's so sexy.
- And you're so sexed-up. - Pervert!
You wrote her many times. Did she ever reply?
She works hard and doesn't have time.
Let's start with the opening ceremony.
May I invite the Venerable to the pulpit and begin a prayer.
What camp is this again?
Hey, look.
Is she bad at English?
Miss Morakot?
No.
Her.
Welcome to English Camp.
The reason we're here today...
Is Big getting better?
He's been in a coma since the operation.
You're his fan too?
No. Not my style.
Now, cross your legs, calm your mind,
Ping, don't disturb me.
I'm meditating for Big.
Pray for all creatures, spread compassion...
Gun!
Gun!
Let's start again.
Are you done, Gib?
Not really.
Tor will sleep here. Will you?
- No. - Tor, let Gib sleep with you.
Gib, help me hand out desserts.
You can have two.
Miss...
- Lamyai, right? - Yes.
New recipe.
Sure.
You want some too?
form groups of seven.
We're going to do an English-language play.
Find someone.
We're four.
Three more?
- Everyone's taken. - Count me in.
Five already.
Count me in too, Sara.
So we're six.
One more.
Who then?
Everyone is taken.
Case closed. Our last piece in the jigsaw.
You.
Wanna join us?
What's your name?
George.
Wow, that accent!
Damn! We're lucky to have him.
Damn!
I show me, show you...
Oh, okay. We will stage a play called...
"Home Sand Gold".
You mean "House of Golden Sand", okay!
Gun, you suck at recruiting.
George may be useful.
Useful? He doesn't even understand "sit down".
Stand there like a dimwit.
Gun,
- give me my letter. - No.
Gun!
- Give it to me. - Let go!
Give it to me!
If you want it, help me stage a play tonight.
I know what your letter is about.
Welcome to "House of Golden Sand"!
This is Chaiklang.
Yingyai is Chaiklang's sister.
Chaiklang loves Potjaman.
But Yinglek loves Chaiklang too.
Yinglek and Potjaman...
What is it? Slap...
Yinglek slaps Potjaman to steal Chaiklang.
The moral of this tale is, "Be grateful to someone".
What does it mean?
Gratefulness is a sign of good people.
For goodness' sake!
Hey, my letter.
9 p.m. tonight, bring big bowl of noodles with six eggs.
Come on, Gun! Enough already!
- Sleeping here? - No.
- What's up? - Make instant noodles for me.
No, I'm sleepy.
Come on.
No.
Unless you tell me why. I'm not going.
I want my letter back.
From your boyfriend?
- Are you coming or not? - Okay.
Noodles then.
Wat, go on!
Proudly presents...
- How's it? - He can't stop staring.
Let me see.
Go easy on her!
Next Saturday I'm going to meet her in person in Bangkok.
Let's go.
Your dad let you go?
Why would I tell him?
All right. We'll tell him
that we're going to spend the night at my uncle's resort.
But instead we'll take a bus to Bangkok.
We'll come back the next day.
That's a sick plan!
So we're gonna go to Bangkok without our families knowing.
See you soon, Miss Morakot.
Hey, what're you guys doing?
- You're reading porn? - No!
Shame on you! Ghosts will break your necks!
Sara, don't stick your nose in.
- Call me nosy? - Yeah.
- You are. - You are.
Coming, coming!
Gun, my letter!
Cool it, sis. Let's eat first.
You wanna do this?
Ping,
I have something to tell you.
- Gun has a... - Gib!
What?
It's not here.
- It's in my bag. - Okay.
Tor, let's go.
- Where to? - To bed.
You're sleeping together?
Yeah. Come on.
Not fair. Why do I have to sleep alone?
Let's eat.
Shall we start?
Start what?
Hey, hey! This is a boys' bedchamber.
Children-boys, you know.
Well, I...
Sorry, my mistake.
You bet.
Can't you girls play it by yourselves?
No. Or I'll tell the teacher about your porn mag.
Go on, Ping.
I invite any spirit who can answer our questions
to come inside this glass.
Sara, I can answer all your questions. I read a lot.
Spirits know more than you.
- Right? - Yeah.
Let's ask a serious question.
Dear spirit...
Will Big recover from his illness?
YES
You moved the glass, Sara.
I did not!
Fine. My turn.
Spirit, is Miss Morakot still single?
YES
- Now you did. - My turn.
Will Gun's crush like him back?
Mon!
YES
NO
Stop horsing around.
Listen,
if you're really a ghost,
I promise to do whatever you ask me to.
"Help me?" What the hell?
Who's "me"?
Jim?
Don't tell me it's Teacher Jim.
American teacher who died?
Yes.
Don't take your hands off or the spirit will possess you.
It's him.
Baloney!
Let's go to bed. I'm so sleepy.
Me too. Me too.
There he is!
Run!
Come on!
I can't reach it.
Push me!
- Come on. - I can't reach it.
What's going on?
A ghost!
A ghost!
You don't like it here you made up a ghost story?
But Ping saw it.
Where's Ping?
Ping!
Gun!
Stop playing the hero!
Let's go.
- Gun! - Gib.
Gib!
Gib!
Gib!
Let me go.
Ping!
What's she doing?
Help me!
Ping! Stop playing!
Help me!
I'm cold.
Let me go.
Help me!
Ping!
Gun!
Gib, Gib!
Gun!
Gun!
- Come here. - Don't rush.
Give me your hand.
Gun!
Watch out.
- Gun, you're all right? - Ping, are you okay?
Damn!
Zero to hero!
What's in your hand?
Shit!
Gib! Help!
Gib! Help!
You can't swim. Why did you jump in?
I just wanted to make sure you're safe.
It's Sara's.
- Right, It's Sara's. - Yeah.
Goodbye. See you next year.
No way I'll come back.
Get in.
Bye.
How far are we from our houses?
Not so far. You want to go to the sea?
It wears me out seeing you try so hard.
Last night was quite a scene.
Pity those kids.
Good thing they didn't have a heart attack.
I meant you. You screamed like a little girl.
I didn't. It was the kids.
- How did you get it? - Gun gave it to me.
Miss Cholthicha's grades didn't meet the requirements
and we may have to expel her
- Mom. - Huh?
The toilet won't flush again.
Better?
It's still bubbling.
I mean you.
With the letter...
Well, I'll feel better if my shit is flushed all the way down.
Not all the way up.
Okay.
Damn it.
Shit.
Move, move!
Gib!
What are you doing?
Don't you know caustic soda can unblock pipes?
This is a toilet, not just any clogged pipe!
It's...
What now?
Gib! Auntie Sri and Book are here!
- Hello. - Hello.
Why were you in the bathroom with a guy?
He was fixing the toilet.
- Yeah. - Right.
You look familiar.
Have we met before?
I'm Tor. We were classmates in grade 7.
Tor who flunked 8 subjects in a row.
Are you a plumber now?
I'm... studying music at Burapha University.
Let's eat, Gib. I miss you.
Book, I haven't seen you in ages.
You look really handsome now.
He's representing his college
in a firefighting robot contest.
Out of a thousand kids, they chose him.
And you, Gib? Is your college sending you?
You're studying computer engineering too, right?
She's been in every software contest.
Right, Gib?
Not this year, Mom. I got sick of it.
I was there every year. How come I never saw you?
Book, try this.
It's really good.
Soup too.
Is it spicy?
It looks spicy. He can't eat spicy.
If he can't eat spicy, he can have cereal and milk.
I can. I like spicy food.
- Gib. - What?
I'm writing a software for firefighting robots.
The coding is complicated.
Are you working on anything now?
Well, I'm working on...
working on fans.
Huh? Electric fans?
Yeah.
- Right? - Yeah.
She always tells me about it.
It's a fan that can transform into an airplane.
- Right? - Yeah.
Are you going back to Bangkok on Monday?
- I can give you a lift. - It's fine.
Her campus is closed for a month during College Games.
But her college isn't...
Have this, Book.
I'll be right back.
Er...
Is he okay?
Probably stomachache.
Sri, just one sachet for him.
Thank you.
Mommy!
Are you okay, honey?
Mommy!
Go check on him. Come on.
No, you go check on him.
Here they are! Our bus tickets to paradise!
Tonight we're going to see Miss Morakot.
And you, Gun?
What? Oh, okay.
Here's the key to my uncle's resort.
We're not going to stay there.
Ready to go to the beach?
What the hell?
Ping's coming with us.
Okay.
Oh.
As promised.
So this is your date?
Just let me do this one thing.
The rest of the plan is still the same.
Hey!
Planning to rob a bank?
And you. Customer wants his bike done asap.
Stop playing around.
- Grown-ups don't sleep. - Whatever.
Kids, be good. Okay?
I'll play with you later.
Come on. Let's go.
Yes, sir.
Come on, move.
Make sure everything is okay.
You watch too much TV.
Where's Wat?
Still trying to slip out.
The gang-buster is here, I get it.
But your sister? Why?
As if I was dying to come.
My mom wouldn't let me come without her.
Shut up! I'm trying to sleep here.
Be quick, Gun.
This is your idea.
Good evening.
Good evening.
You sound just like Mom.
- Hello, Uncle. - Hello.
For Big?
Yeah.
They say if you make a thousand birds,
your wish will be granted.
Let's go over the plan.
When I give you a signal, Mon,
you cut the power.
Why did you do that?
It's a rehearsal. I want to do it right.
Lights on!
Damn you, Mon.
Fix it, Tai.
You're good at it.
But the whole thing just came off.
I'm sorry.
Fix it now.
You study engineering, you fix it.
If there are no lights, we go home.
- Go get some lights. Go! - Okay.
- Unbelievable. - Let go.
Gib, I've got light!
It's big enough to light a temple fair!
Mon, come here.
Let's get to it.
Brownies?
I brought it for our entertainment.
But I think your sis deserves it more.
What can they do to her?
You know, it's "herbal brownies".
Gib, have some brownies.
I made them myself.
You did? Really?
I'm practicing.
It's pretty good.
Thanks. I love brownies.
It's good.
Is she gonna die?
One piece, she'll just doze off.
But if she eats them all, I don't know.
Guys,
let's rock.
Take mine.
Ping, you also...
Added up with your birds, we've got a lot.
You said you're not Big's fan.
Liking what other people like is just not cool.
You're weird.
Let's fold some more.
If only Big knew, he'd be so happy.
What the hell?
Ping,
I have something to tell you.
Just one minute with...
That's not one minute yet.
Gun,
when the girl walks away while you're confessing your love,
it means she gotta pee.
Gotta pee, you know!
Game over.
Gun's heartbroken.
- Gib's still up. - Gotta pee.
Wat's not here yet.
You guys should've consulted me first.
Yeah? How could you have helped?
Stop you to do it.
Hey. You're okay?
Oh, Tor's here.
Keep an eye on them.
Crazy lot.
So why are you here?
Let's go see Wat.
Wat, here's your seat behind the driver.
Studying hard, dude?
PESOW MAGAZINE
You didn't let us see this one, stingy.
PESOW MAGAZINE
TO MISS MORAKOT, FROM WAT
Let's go to Bangkok.
Right now.
Can we come too?
But there's no more bus at this hour.
How can we get there?
Seriously?
Our gang is always serious.
Stealing a car isn't as easy as we see in movies.
Can you just hurry?
- My brother? - He's not home?
No. Not at Wat's either.
Where the hell is he?
Sir, someone stole our car.
Who dared steal a police car?
How would I know?
Clear!
Shit! That's Gib!
They're gone.
Gun!
Why did you take Dad's car?
Get off. Now!
- Where're you going? - Not your business.
Gun!
We're going to Bangkok.
Go home now!
No!
- Gun! - Stay out of this!
Why do you have to go there?
What's so important?
It's important to Wat.
Does it have to be now?
If not now, then when?
Wat's dead.
He didn't get to do what he wanted to.
So what? I don't get it.
Of course, you don't get it.
Have you ever done something you love?
Never, I guess.
This I promised him.
I really have to do it.
Okay.
I'm coming with you.
You know what?
Wat helped me at the garage all night.
He barely slept.
Then he went to deliver the newspapers.
It happened all of a sudden.
I wish you were here with us, Wat.
He is with us.
Here they are, our bus tickets to paradise.
Let's go see Miss Morakot.
Kids, be good. Okay?
Grown-ups have work to do. I'll play with you later.
Gib, your brother's not home yet. Where is he?
I'll handle it. Don't worry, Mom.
Are you with him now? Gib...
Mom's worried sick.
Tor!
Stop the car!
Tor, what happened?
Sure you can drive?
What a lousy driver!
Ungrateful kids!
Where's the Bangkok sign?
Don't worry, dude.
Just follow that car.
There, it has Bangkok plate.
You sure?
Trust me. They'll lead us to Bangkok.
Police car!
Right on our tail!
Dump the stuff!
- Now? - Hurry up!
Bangkok people have no manners.
Look!
Littering is also illegal.
What do we do?
Shit!
Shit!
They're speeding off.
They're scared of us.
I'll talk to them.
Hit the gas and go right.
They're coming at us!
Catch me if you can.
Guys, please let us follow you!
Shit, you fired at cops!
Take it.
What did you do that?
Now the siren! They're pissed.
Why the siren?
He accidentally turned it on.
What?
You can't shoot at cops, asshole!
Turn it off, Gun.
No! Leave it! This is a police car.
Your fault, dumbass.
We're so dead.
Shut the hell up.
They're slowing down.
Gun, get a grip!
Hey! They stopped the car.
They'll shoot us. Outrun them!
- Stop! - Pass!
Everyone, shut up!
Oh? Where are they going?
I was about to turn myself in.
- Go back. - What for?
To get our stuff, moron.
Tor.
Oh.
Are we there yet?
- Mon! - What?
We're in Bangkok now.
Bangkok? We're here!
Bangkok!
Gun! Look!
The Skytrain!
Tor, follow it!
Skytrain!
Wat! We're in Bangkok finally!
Miss Morakot!
- Miss Morakot! - Where?
There she is. In there.
- Move. - See her?
They're way too excited.
It's more than just delivering a letter.
Miss Morakot!
Perverts.
We're here to see Miss Morakot.
Well... one of our friends was her big fan.
She's not here.
Auntie.
We just wanted to...
Security!
Throw them out!
Go!
Bangkok women are so mean.
You leered at her. I would've kicked you out too.
How can we get in there?
If you can't, just go home.
Come on. We came all the way here.
We have to deliver Wat's letter.
A smart girl like you can help us, right?
Please help us, Gib.
- Gosh! - What?
Don't be mean. Just help them out.
Please, beautiful Gib.
We're here for intern jobs.
Right.
We don't take interns, only employees.
Then, can you employ us?
No.
Let's go.
Are you hiring a model?
She's a country girl, but she wants to be a model all her life.
She's just too shy to say it.
Damn you, Tor.
Unbutton your shirt.
She...
If not, leave now!
- Do it. - Huh?
Do it.
Bend over.
No, no.
Come here. Come closer.
Let me see.
Nice titties.
Now let's see if you look good on camera.
Follow me.
Tor.
Go.
Go, go.
Go.
Damn it.
Uncle, go easy. Uncle...
Uncle... Uncle...
Tee! Stop! Aren't your legs in pain?
Get up!
We're not doing mugshots.
Now look.
Look at me.
Twerk your butt.
Point, and do this.
Blow it.
Now you try.
Gosh! You'll make men impotent.
Which floor?
I don't know.
Miss Morakot's voice?
Okay, look straight into his eyes.
Look at his eyes.
Don't look away!
Be her eyeline.
Look long and hard into his eyes.
Like you're burning him with the fire in your gaze.
Scorch him,
make him want to crawl at your feet.
Go!
Stare straight at him!
Torch his heart with your fire.
Make him feel hot.
Hot, not hungry!
If that's all you can do, go home.
Stop wasting my time.
Come!
Are they done yet?
Gib.
You do look like a model...
when you don't strike a pose.
Damn you.
What's so funny?
Ouch!
Laugh like you're happy.
She's in there.
What's going on?
She's not Miss Morakot.
You said you saw her legs.
I really saw her!
How did you get in here?
- What now? - Kick them out!
Wait, wait! Please hear us out.
We just want to give his letter to her.
Why didn't he do it himself?
Because... he's dead.
Please, Auntie.
Get them out right now.
Get out!
Get them out.
We just want to see Miss Morakot.
Why do you want to see me?
Miss Morakot!
Told you it's her legs.
"Dear Miss Morakot,"
"I'm not sure how many letters I've written you."
"My life is still the same,
still full of pain."
"Sometimes
I just want to disappear."
"But whenever I see your smile in the magazine,
it makes me want to live."
"I want you to know that I'm so grateful."
"Thank you for showing me what happiness is."
"From Wat, a boy from Khlung."
Thank you, Wat.
And I thank all of you
for doing this for your friend.
It's so touching.
There's one more thing Wat told me...
that he wanted to do.
What was it?
He wanted to give you a hug.
Can I do that for him?
I bet Wat wouldn't like this.
One, two, three.
Thank you, Miss Morakot.
You're my angel.
Get home safe.
Thank you. Bye.
Shall we?
Good luck!
Are you sure It's here?
- Yes. - That's him.
Go.
Do what you're here to do.
Ping,
the birds.
I hope Big will get better.
Let's go.
Wait, Ping.
Is this real?
Come, Big is waiting for our birds.
Gib,
will you come with us?
Can I quit being their babysitter?
- Gib. - What?
Go with them.
You go with them.
Hell no! This is a girl thing.
Fine.
Listen, guys.
This is what men like us can do.
What is it?
Support our girls.
Just one minute when you're here
The one minute that means everything
I have only three words
To tell a million feelings
Please hear me say
I love you
Delete it.
It's cute.
I know why you don't like me.
Listen,
feel whatever you feel.
If it makes you happy,
it can't be that bad.
Like what you're doing now?
What's that?
Taking photos with Gun in them.
Wanna see?
I envy them.
Why?
They're carefree. They can do whatever they want to.
Back then, I wanted to go see Modern Dog gig,
but I was too afraid.
Yeah, you were the hip girl then.
You wrote indie songs and drew comics.
But next thing I knew, you're in Engineering.
So, what are you gonna do now?
Hmm.
Let's stop by in Chanthaburi city.
Sara, can you do this?
Ewe, so gross.
Thank you.
Gun! Gun!
Move.
Give me a cone, please.
Just kidding. Come, come.
I'm a serious man.
Did you say a cone or a call?
That's why customers love you.
Ping.
Gib!
Shit, Gib's a pyro!
Mom will kill you.
Want some?
Sure.
Theft of government property.
Hope someone will bail you out.
Dad!
Gun!
Sara, you're such a rabble-rouser!
Come on, Mom.
All I did was go see Big in Bangkok.
Don't talk back!
Tai, come here.
Let's talk nicely.
- Tor! - Yes.
Why didn't you stop him?
I did. He wouldn't listen.
Tor!
Why did you drag your sister into this mess?
Don't blame him. I wanted to go myself.
And why did you burn the banner?
Luckily the school didn't press charges.
This isn't like you at all.
This is me, Mom.
Gib!
Mom...
I'm getting expelled.
Engineering is too hard for me. I don't even like it.
I'm not as good as you think I am.
I'm sorry.
Way to go.
No more role model in the house.
Mom will go easy on me now.
You are the prettiest in our gang!
This is you, Gib.
Is it my fault, Mom?
You wanted me to be your ideal daughter,
and I did my best for you.
But engineering is not for me.
What do you want me to do now?
If you can't, then quit!
Go to Canada and help your aunt work!
Come on, Dad.
Let's take turns to buy Jonan comic again.
P.S. I took your old volumes.
I'll let you know if I think it's as good as before.
Tai, I've got the legendary vol. 19 of Jonan
- Really? - Yeah.
Hi.
"Hi, Tor.
Thanks for driving us to Bangkok."
Is there a romantic message hidden in there?
The handwriting looks familiar.
"Mon loves Fah."
Which Fah?
The class captain or the cheerleader?
Damn.
Tor!
Wait!
How come those two have an asterisk?
Are you done? I'm waiting.
Soon.
Mom's coming.
Wow, my sons are studying hard tonight.
Yeah, the exam's coming up.
I'll do my best.
Is that so?
But you're reading a fourth-grade textbook.
And you're reading a ninth-grade chemistry note.
Enough with comic books. Give it to me!
You should quit school.
I'm selling them to a junk shop.
Where's Gib's copy?
Gone with Mom.
I haven't read it yet.
Don't fuss. Buy a new one.
Let me borrow it later.
Sure, after I'm done with it.
Aunt Joy, which one has the least flour?
All flour, no meat. How many do you want?
Four sticks.
Ready for high school in Bangkok?
You'll be lonely when I move there.
No, my life will be easier.
You!
Who's gonna take turns buying Jonan with me now?
Ask your brother.
And who's gonna queue up to buy the sausages for me?
Do it yourself.
What's that?
Nothing.
Just scratching my ass.
Tor.
Hmm?
Have you finished Jonan I lent you?
I have.
What do you think?
I don't like it.
Can I have it back?
Sure.
Pae, where's Jonan I lent you?
Fern has it.
Fern, is it with you?
Is this your copy, Gib?
- You shared my comic with your friends? - Yeah.
Why?
THE PERSON I HAVE A CRUSH ON
THE PERSON I HAVE A CRUSH ON
IS YOU, TOR
Shit!
Gib has a crush on Tor.
Looking for Ping?
Yes.
Tor!
Tor!
What?
Help me find Ping. She's going to Chiang Mai.
Where's Gib? She's not home?
Canada. Gib's gone to Canada.
Why did she go to Canada?
Gun! Gun! Did you know?
What? Tell me later.
- I'm in a hurry. - Put your bike away.
I'll pick you up there.
- See her? - Not yet.
Her taxi just left. How come we can't catch up?
I'm not surprised.
We can't even outrun a bicycle.
Come on, Tor! We don't have all day!
Floor it!
- Yeah? - Yes, full throttle!
- Go! - Go!
Faster!
This is fastest.
- Hey, that's the taxi! - Got it.
Huh?
Uncle!
Uncle!
These clowns wanna race me?
Uncle, pull over!
Take a hike, crawler!
He called us a crawler?
What did you say?
Come on!
Make yourselves lighter.
I'm the king of the road!
No way you can beat me on this highway to hell!
Okay. You, you, and you go out and push.
It won't work.
Hey, grown-up's order! Go!
- Hey, look! - What?
- What? - Look!
What you've done to my balls, I forgive you now.
Do whatever you want.
Make it quick.
Gib?
Gib?
Gib?
Who's Gib?
Answer him.
No Gib here.
Are you leaving without saying goodbye?
You're one of our gang.
Don't you think we'll be sad if you just disappear?
So you let me into your gang now?
Once you're in Dog's Head gang, you can never leave.
That's the best I can do.
Not good for skating though.
Okay.
Ping,
about that night at the resort,
I'm sorry.
Actually, it was kinda cute.
Sorry for not letting you finish the song.
That's why I hate saying goodbye.
WITH LOVE AND CARE FREE FROM ILLNESS
All right.
Enough with the drama.
Get in the car.
Come on!
Sausages.
Living with myself is hard enough
That's why no one care about me
No wonder I still live alone and free
But you are an object of desire
Always haunting my eyes
I won't make a move 'cos I'm way too shy
Loving without confessing,
How could you ever know
It's love with no-show
I have to give it a go...
I'm not your goddamn pal.
Can't wait for you to guess what you'll never know
That I love you
It's done, Auntie.
Can you check the A/C in Gib's room too?
It's dripping. I don't know what's wrong.
Auntie...
Gib...
Well...
Eat first. You can do it later.
It's okay. I'll do it now.
Tor!
Tor!
Hey!
Tor!
Why are you sleeping in my bed?
On my pillow too. Look, your spit is on it.
Why are you here?
I heard you've gone to Canada.
Canada?
I went to resign from my college.
Mom is okay with me studying Comm Arts.
Why didn't she just tell me?
Probably her menopause.
She's still sulking at me.
I know who the killer is.
What're you talking about?
Your copy of vol.19.
I just read it.
I really like it.
Is it too late?
No.
What are you doing?
Don't disappear again.
Can't promise.
Then I won't let you go.
I have to give it a go
Can't wait for you to guess what you'll never know
Or he'll tell you first
Wat, we've made your dream come true.
We gave your letter to Miss Morakot.
And I gave her a big hug for you.
She smelled so nice
and her body's so soft.
It's a shame you wouldn't feel that.
Sorry.
- Mon! - Gun!
DURIANS AND MANGOSTEENS KNOW I MISS YOU
Dumbass, Asshole
Awesome, right?
Hello. Test, test.
Is it recording?
Gib,
I have something to tell you.
I...
Tor, dinner's ready.
You go ahead.
I'll come down soon.
Where was I?
Take two.
Gib, I have something to tell you.
But I don't have the guts to do it in person.
So I'm recording it.
Since you're leaving soon,
I just want to say...
Thanks for
taking turns to buy Jonan with me.
Thanks for queueing up to buy the sausages for me.
And thanks for putting up with my singing.
You're probably the only person who could stand my voice.
I love doing all kinds of stuff with you.
Being with you makes me happy.
Gib, the one and only truth is...
I like you.
My heart belongs to you.
Gib and Tor don't rhyme, but we're real.
Without Wat, we no longer have free comics.
Who said so?
Once a thief, always a thief.
Wow, cool.
Enjoy it.
Return it when you're done.
Wat's not here to get it back anymore.
All my life, I've never seen Wat's father smile.
He's smiling. Don't you see?
Let's go.
What are they afraid of?
Wat, are you here?
I'm your father.
Don't spook me, son.
Wait, Gib.
Keep me company.
Why?
Hey!
Shit!
You're so chicken.
- You sure? - Hop on.
Getting handsy, huh?
- What? - Right here, just now.
Go. Let's go.
Okay, Bangkok girl.
Let's go.
Tor!
Tor!
Where the hell is he?
When I see you, you're dead.
On my pillow too?
They are the main actor and actress.
Main actor.
- Main actress. - No.
Main actor.
Main actor! Main actress!
She's crazy.
- Okay. - Scene 15, Take one.
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