Mahalai sayongkwan

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Okay.

That's more like it.

Hey. Hey. Hey.

She's a shy type.

Shy type ass.

She's afraid of you.

Hey, look.

She's calling her hubby.

Hey, you b*tch.

- Dumbass, where are you going?

Turn left here. - Man.

Turn left.

- Yeah. Yeah.

- Nothing to see here. Make way, please.

- Out of the way please.

- I have studied very hard this semester. I deserve an A.

Of course, I'm scared.

I just took off to read some books.

Hey, these are books

you love to read.

Hey, excuse me.

- Oh, wait. Hold on.

- Excuse me.

Yes?

We're here to work.

Not to chit-chat.

Oh, right. Right.

Come on.

Ok. I've got to go.

They're calling for me.

Hurry up.

Okay.

Come give me a hand.

Okay.

Here.

Okay.

Okay?

See you.

You got it.

You make no sense.

- Are you drunk?

- I'm okay.

She's got a boyfriend,

you know. Hey.

You're kidding me.

She's in a school uniform.

- He's coming.

- You're available, aren't you?

Hey, here comes her man.

Your boyfriend?

- Am I? A**hole.

- Not my dad.

Sorry, sorry.

Who's that?

No one. Relax.

Have a seat.

Let's have some fun.

- Come on. Let's drink to us.

Come on. - Your glass.

- Come on.

- Let's drink.

Damn, I always sit next

to the ice bucket.

Stop. Stop. Stop.

Excellent.

Bottoms up, guys.

Beautiful.

Cherd.

I've been looking for you.

You want trouble?

What are you doing?

Let me go, bastard.

Hey, Cherd. Please.

She's my girl.

- Let me go.

- Your girl?

What are you doing?

What are you going to do?

What are you going to do?

Son of a b*tch.

Enough.

Don't you dare.

That's enough.

You're a drug dealer?

Just ice.

You're lucky my boss

didn't want you dead.

Or you would've been

six feet under.

You've got some guts

stealing from us.

Making money

to get married?

I didn't steal.

I just couldn't deal them.

Cops have been on me.

Just shut up.

You take us to get the dope.

And pay the boss

two hundred grands, that's it.

Two hundred grands?

- Where would we get it from?

- Okay, I'll take care of it.

What is it?

Any problem here?

No problem.

Hey, is that you, Cherd?

Nothing, man.

He's with me.

You sure?

Who's that?

Just stay away from him.

This bastard's scarier

than ghosts.

Sh*t.

It's real quiet in here.

Where're all the people?

You such a dumbass, huh?

Hiding the dope

in your school.

It's a university.

It's the same.

Go.

Quickly.

Hurry up.

Here it is.

- What's wrong with you, Jimmy?

- Don't hurt him.

Nothing.

It's good. Go.

Is there something upstairs?

No. No.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing there.

Jimmy.

- Please.

- Please, I'll tell you.

There's a ghost upstairs.

Really,

in the ladies' room,

fifth floor.

A female student hung herself

during school break.

Or it could be

a nymph in Thai dress.

The lights must not be turned off.

It's true. There's a shrine

inside the ladies' room.

A shrine inside the ladies' room.

Don't bullshit me.

Really. No one dares to enter

even during daytime.

I want to see it.

Please.

Go.

Let's get out of here.

Go.

Push the button.

Go inside.

Go.

Why did she hang herself

in the toilet?

Got dumped, obviously.

- Don't say that.

- Why not?

If I don't see a ghost,

I'll piss all over the shrine.

Sh*t.

Got me spooked.

Please.

- Please, let us go.

- Please, let me go home.

- I can't take it anymore. I want to

go home. - Enough, please.

Please.

I beg you.

Hey.

It won't close.

Pia, close the door.

Come on.

I told you

not to come here.

Sh*t.

Let's get out of here.

Do you believe me now?

Get out.

Sh*t.

Are you happy now,

a**hole?

Shut the door.

Sh*t.

It's broken.

I did push the button.

Quickly.

Please. No.

Where's the way down?

Exit.

Take me there.

Oh, sh*t.

Please.

Hey. Don't close yet.

Hey, wait.

Open up. Open up.

Ladies' room.

Hey Cherd,

open the door.

Cherd, open the door.

Cherd, please.

Please open the door.

Cherd, open the door for me.

Cherd.

Son of a b*tch.

Son of a b*tch.

I'm scared now.

I'm scared now. I'm sorry.

Nakorn 64, dispatcher 2. Over.

Nakorn 64, dispatcher 2.

Dispatcher 15. Three falls from height.

One seriously injured. One unconscious.

The other one is talking gibberish.

Some kind of mental problem.

One dead

in the ladies' room.

Cause of death? Over.

Hey, how did he die?

He shot himself.

Shot himself in the head.

Really. Oh, died from

gunshot wound.

- We're on the way.

- Your boyfriend?

My friend.

Close friend.

Close friend?

Well, are you scared of the dead?

I'll get used to it.

Did you mean

the corpses or your face?

Smartass, you're asking for my foot.

What was he thinking

shooting himself like this?

Look at his face. Does he look

like he wants to kill himself?

Oh, really? Did you see

his face? I only see a big hole.

- Hey, oh man.

- What?

Damn.

Let me sit.

Sh*t. Have some respect

to an old man.

- Long night, hum?

- Hmm.

Hey, where's my girl, Muay?

How would I know?

- You dare said that.

- Why?

Your girl is overthere in the mortuary.

I think she gave you a wink.

Look who's talking. You were

pissing your pants up there.

You think it's funny? I hope you see

one for real. I'll laugh my ass off.

So, have you seen Muay?

I haven't. I only saw her

talking on the phone over there.

So do you know

or not know?

What are you doing?

It's kind of weird tonight.

Scary both cases. Oh, they went to deliver the corpses.

Got it. Yeah.

Okay. Okay. Bye.

Can you help me, please?

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