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Do you know who I am?
ADAPTED FROM THE PERIOD HORROR NOVEL BY THAO TRANG
IN THE LAST EPISODE
Everyone! Somebody's dead!
Carnivorous fish!
It's Hach!
Hach!
My child!
Creek fish is good!
Eating a fish from the creek is a sin.
When Hach was thrown into the creek, she was still alive,
Mr. Thap.
Never would carp prey on human flesh.
I reckon those in your village
have become demons.
I worry that
those in your village
will continue to die.
I do want to help you.
But your village's whereabouts,
until now I still don't know it.
So how can I help?
What if you show me how to prepare the ritual,
to relieve us of trouble,
so I can do it on my own?
I'm no shaman.
Or someone wise.
What is going on in your village,
the root of it all,
it is still unknown.
But by being a sitting duck here,
how in the world can I be of assistance?
It's just that…
Go on, sir.
Your village's happenings,
they haven't yet ended.
I'll be frank with you.
My village has been solitary ever since.
We have one rule.
No outsiders shall take a step inside the village.
And no one shall know how to get to us.
I know.
I, too, have been to places on the edges of maps.
One thing I know for sure,
is that all who've chosen isolation,
they have a reason to.
What is your village's reason?
You are right.
But for the sake of all who've chosen isolation,
I don't think I can share it.
Nor should I need to.
But alright.
I'll take you to my village.
-Huh? -Just one thing.
Once you've arrived,
you can no longer descend the mountain.
I've been a wanderer for ten or so years.
Having a place to reside,
is a blessing.
I only hope to help both you and the villagers.
I'll go as well.
Go where?
Up to your village.
You heard what I said.
The moment you're there,
leaving will not be possible.
Mr. Tam, you've a home,
a land here.
You're leaving them behind?
Houses…
Land…
They now hold zero meaning to me.
Especially when I have no children.
And because my wife is dead.
The need to live here has gone, Mr. Thap.
Every day…
I look into this house,
and then over the fence.
All I can see is filth…
It's disgusting.
I want to forget this place.
Consider that Dau Village
never had a Mr. Tam,
or Congee Tu.
As for the crippled beggar.
There's no way can he crawl there.
You will need someone to help carry him too,
and I'm that guy.
It's settled then.
Alright.
Be gentle.
Gentle.
-Does it hurt? -It does.
What are you doing?
So…
There's some spare cloth.
Let's wrap his stumps.
All this blood here…
I feel bad.
Days ago you were gripping a knife,
wanting to slice and dice the man. And now…
Now, let it go.
You're yet to finish your packing.
We'll be off early.
Watch your step here.
Stay with Hach, ma'am.
I'll visit my husband's grandmother for a bit.
A bow for you, Grandmother Phong.
Oh, Grandmother.
You've been wise and aware. Watch out for the boy, Dai.
The kid is awake one moment, asleep the next.
Please save him from things unkind.
What's going on, sir?
Maybe we should leave now.
Suddenly I feel
somewhat troubled inside. I'm not sure.
Something foreboding is coming.
You take him to the horse.
I'll be right there.
Come on.
-All good? -All good.
What are you doing?
What should be forgotten,
burn it down.
Let's go now.
Go.
Whoa.
What's with Mr. Tam?
The dead are gone,
the living must move on,
You staying brittle like that,
can you call yourself a man?
Whoa.
You are right.
I can't grieve forever.
It can't rain all the time.
From now on,
no matter what happens,
I, Wicked Tam,
will stay being a Tam most wicked!
There you go. Let's move.
Go.
From here to the village,
how much longer, Thap?
We've only covered half of the journey.
Good heavens!
We've been on the road since dawn,
but we're only halfway there?!
What kind of strange village is that?
It's so hard to get to.
Our predecessors,
wherever they chose to settle,
we make our roots there too.
It's not like we have a choice.
Mr. Thap.
Your ancestors,
they must have had a secret so big,
that they picked the edge of the map to live.
Mr. Tam.
If you need to lighten your load,
then take my case,
and I'll carry the man.
Forget it.
I've been his carrier.
Let me do it the rest of the way.
You take care of navigating.
It's late.
We're off!
I'm out of breath.
How can you be when I'm the one carrying you?!
Mrs. Thap!
Oh, Mrs. Thap!
Mrs. Thap!
Oh, Mrs. Thap!
-Mrs. Thap! -Here.
Do you smell something?
Meat being roasted?
That's right!
But it's so odd!
It doesn't smell good!
You feel that too?
Come!
Come with me, come!
Follow me, please.
-Mrs. Thap! -What is that smell?
Hey, what is that smell?
-It's strange! -Really strange!
-That smell isn't at all good. -Can you smell that?
I think it's right by the creek.
Oh God!
-That's right! -Let's get there.
-Come now, Mrs. -This way!
Everyone!
This way.
Can you smell something?
Yes!
Something's burnt, it's like meat!
Burnt and foul too.
It smells so bad!
Unpleasant and thick somehow.
I think someone is roasting meat?
Oh! Everyone!
-Good heavens! -This is horrible!
Look!
A person is being roasted!
Good heavens! Oh, good God!
Heavens, this is horrific!
Oh God!
-That's a big fire! -This is horrific!
So scary!
This is horrifying!
Who could ever have done this?!
Stop staring and find something to put the fire out!
Put the fire out!
Put the fire out!
Everyone, it's Vo Tong!
Good heavens! It's Vo Tong!
Good God!
Everyone!
It's Vo Tong, everyone!
Everyone!
Put the fire out!
Put the fire out.
Put it out.
It's Vo Tong.
What is the matter?
It's too heavy, can't carry it.
Can I come and help?
What's wrong?
What's wrong?
Sir Vo Tong.
I know.
Your death was unjust.
But I plead with you, to rest.
I swear!
I will…
catch your murderer!
But how did…?
Let's just go.
We're at the village gates!
Are you well, Mr. Tam?
I just want to scream real loud.
So I can rid myself of exhaustion.
I'm actually more exhausted.
-Hey, crippled sir. -Huh?
What did you eat that makes you so heavy?
These past few days,
I've nothing in me!
Hey! Do you all smell something?
Roasted meat.
I think the meat isn't well-marinated!
There's still a stench to it.
Perhaps…
But why is the village hosting a feast?
A feast welcoming me and the cripple to your village!
Mr. Tam, what happened?
Fainted from hunger.
Hurry, I'm so hungry.
Hey, wait! Tam!
You!
Leaving me here for the tigers?
I forgot! My apologies!
I'm paying your debt for my past or something!
When you've arrived,
please watch your speech.
Yes, sir!
Come on now!
So tired!
Careful!
Ma'am?
How are you, Mrs. Thap?
You go and help the folk!
Just sit and you'll feel better.
Maybe I'll go and…
boil some remedial water?
No, no need.
I'm fine.
You just go.
I'll be off, ma'am!
Greetings, Sir Kham!
Greetings, sir.
Maybe Vo Tong met the Pig Demon?
How do you know?
He got skewered the way we would do it to pigs for roasting.
But also, on his skin,
there's a really thick layer of prickly ash!
No ghost or demon could think of that!
Only humans can
come up with such sadistic things.
Yeah.
There's also no denying that
this Vo Tong
has killed many.
Right!
Here I pray…
Dai!
Dai!
Hey! Dai!
Dai!
Dai, stop!
Enough! Dai!
Dai!
Please don't do it.
Don't eat the dead!
Dai!
Stop doing that!
Darling! Darling, dear!
Dear!
Darling!
Darling!
Why are you in there?
You spooked me.
Ah!
This is the beggar and Mr. Tam.
People I've told you about.
As to why they're here,
I'll tell you later.
Darling!
My dear!
Vo Tong is dead!
What?
Heavens!
Why is the boy like that?
Brother Duc, stop hurting him.
-May! -Dai!
Dai, wake up, please!
This is May, can you hear me, Dai?
Don't you recognize me anymore?
Listen to me!
Stop eating human flesh!
Will you, Dai?
May's here.
Hey, Dai? It's May.
Dai! Stop it!
Enough!
Stop now!
Dai!
Who's that?
Strangers in the village?
Who is it?
There are outsiders here.
Who's that?
Dai!
What the hell are you doing?!
Dai!
Dai! Dai!
He isn't going to die!
Just get him home to rest.
Some moments later he'll be awake!
Who is he?
What's the meaning of this?
Mr. Thap!
What in the world is this?
I beg you, Sir Kham,
and everyone as well,
to continue with Vo Tong's funeral.
If we leave his body out like this,
we might attract beasts into the village.
There are crucial things.
But I hope I can reveal them
to you all tomorrow.
Mr. Thap!
Where are we now?
The home of Mrs. Duoc. And the boy Dai.
Back then, Dai was a great hunter.
But after he entered the forest one time at night,
he got spirited away.
Now he goes wild.
He rarely stays here.
Everyone!
A grave was robbed here.
As for Mrs. Duoc,
she passed on some years ago. Snake bite.
This house is practically deserted.
For now I ask you both to rest here.
Tomorrow we'll tend to things.
Let me have a look.
Sir!
Sir, it's Mrs. Duoc's grave!
Sir!
That's it.
Sir!
What now?!
We are to stay with the mad boy?
Yes.
It's fine!
Much of my life has been nowhere.
Now to have a roof over my head?
This is fine.
The hell it's fine.
If the boy bites us, his poison will drive us mad.
That you, Mr. Thap?
Or you, crippled sir?
It's too late to be playing games!
Is that you, beggar?
Who let you enter here?
How dare you
hurt my child?!
Mr. Tam!
Mr. Tam!
What's wrong, Mr. Tam!
Mr. Tam!
Tam!
What is the matter?
Mr. Tam!
Oh, Thap!
Please let go me home. I can't stay here, Thap!
But what happened?
There's a… a… g--
A what?
Calm down, there aren't ghosts here?
Why in the world must I lie?
There really was a woman, sitting right there!
Her hair was long as hell!
Her face was just all blood!
She also said we all are bullying her kid.
Oh, shush!
Your nickname's "Wicked" but you're a weakling.
Go see if you don't believe me.
You'll pee your pants too, I bet you!
They say that "death is the end."
It wasn't the case for that woman!
Already gone, but still busy weaving!
So…
Dear ma'am,
I'm "Wicked" Tam.
Ever since, I've only made up scary stories for fun.
I've hurt no one.
Now I light three incense sticks for you.
I ask you to let me stay here for a while.
I promise to not disturb anyone.
I'll take your silence as a yes!
Be serious with supernatural matters.
Mr. Tam wasn't spooked by a ghost.
That was the body of Mrs. Duoc.
You see, I told you!
But how did you know?
When everyone was burying Vo Tong,
they found that her grave was disturbed.
Her body has disappeared.
Demonic acts can't be treated lightly.
Mr. Thap!
The death of little Hach
and that of Vo Tong, who has yet to rest,
but now this also.
I think…
things in your village are becoming complicated.
If this is a human plot,
then they must have a deep grudge with your villagers.
If this is karma authored from above,
then your villagers,
must have carried out a grave crime.
Don't you think…
you should open things up to us?
I and Mr. Tam…
We are now residents of Hell Village.
Crucial facts like that…
don't we deserve the right to know?
Hear!
What should be said, you must say it.
I know…
But I assure you both,
when the time is right,
I will let you know.
And since these are your words,
I shall ask no more.
We must clear the air somehow.
"Wicked" Tam, 'tis I,
will delight with a story… of horror.
I'm so tired of living with him!
I'll burn you to ashes!
All the kids…
-What? -I've tried and tried but they won't wake!
My child…
-Whatever is this? -My child!
This is no sudden misfortune, Mr. Thap!
There is someone…
in need of much life source.
Mama Vien!
That's how it all happened!
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