Art of the Devil 2 Page #3

And now that you have stolen school

equipment, it will mean expulsion.

I have to hand you over to the police.

Coach, I'm begging you not

to call the police on us.

This would mean I need

something in return.

May I?

No. Please stop. I'm begging you.

Please, I'm begging you.

Let's get out of here!

Go on!

Stop it right there!

Other than theft of school property...

...you'll be charged with

battery and assault.

You all want to go to jail or what?

You are really asking for

jail time? What about you?

What the hell are you doing!

But don't worry, I've got just

the thing to set you all free.

You bastard.

Stop! You better not touch

her! You're not human!

You low life!

You let me go this instant!

You hear me? Stop it! Bastard!

Let me go! You bastard!

Stop it!

No!

You bastard!

Let go of me!

Damn!

Before you decided to come here to

see me, you've thought it over already?

It's like riding on the back of a tiger.

You never know when it

will turn around and bite.

I'm just warning you all.

Things of this nature, once tried, it

will stick with you 'til the day you die.

Understand?

The way to do this right, you

have to get proper mediums.

Birth dates...

Personal photo...

Personal property...

Lastly, you need the dirt he steps upon.

Can you get me all those things?

Don't even think of opening your eyes.

Good day there.

Good day to you.

The food here is good.

I eat here all the time.

Hey guys, did you hear

about the coach? He's dead!

How many time I have to tell you, Ko?

No more talk about that incident.

Anyone seen Ta around?

What's going on?

What's happening?

Hey, where are you going?

Let's go find out.

Get out of the way!

Hey Ta, are you listening?

Uh, yeah. I'm listening.

So, what happened after that?

I wondered, why your stepmom never

went to your father's cremation.

Or is she still angry about it all?

She's back making her living

selling pickled mangoes again.

I don't know man, I just live

my life, and she has her own.

We don't talk much.

Come on Kim. Careful there.

That's fifty baht each?

Yes.

Here's the money.

Thanks for the ride.

Sir, you gave us the wrong change!

Oh, hello there, grandmother.

We'll be staying on this side.

If it isn't necessary, don't go

over there and bother grandma.

Oh boy, your room's a mess.

It's livable.

You guys just leave

your stuff here for now.

First go pay respects to the shrine,

while I make your beds up. All right?

Sure thing. Come on, let's go.

Come on, Kim.

Por, do you think that teacher

Panor will be happy to see us?

Um, I'm not too sure.

Oh for crying out loud.

Just tell Kim that you're not sure if our

teacher Panor is still crazy or not!

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