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GUNMAN (N.)
A PERSON WHO CARRIES A FIREARM TO PROTECT INFLUENTIAL OR IMPORTANT PEOPLE
A HIRED SHOOTER
A PERSON WHO KILLS
You take this truck.
I'll take the sedan and go get you.
ANNUAL TEMPLE CONSECRATION, KHAO LUK CHANG
It's your second gig. Don't screw it up.
And don't fall asleep in here.
What would you like?
- One bowl of shaved ice, please. - All right.
And for tonight,
we'd like to give our heartfelt thanks to Headman Mee
for his support of the Ramwong Dance.
Headman Mee is capable and generous.
No matter how many terms,
he'll always be number one in our hearts.
What are you waiting for? Let's hear some applause.
And now, we've reached the final act for tonight.
Headman Mee has sponsored this round.
Everyone can come up and dance for free.
Move it, folks. Hurry on up!
- How much for the meatballs? - Five baht a stick.
Two sticks.
Go!
It's been a week.
You still don't know who shot Headman Mee, Captain?
It takes time, Kamnan.
Police investigators
don't just flip tarot cards
to figure out who did it.
You're right, Captain.
But when it's one of my men,
you can't wait to make me turn him in.
Well?
Haven't I always looked out for you, Captain?
And I figure
you wouldn't want your cards wiped clean either.
So...
I'm counting on you to take care of this.
Right.
If you feel like having anything else,
just go ahead and order.
I've got it covered.
Consider the job done.
- Cheers! - Yeah!
There's still some left in the bottle and you order more?
- Already. - Can you afford it?
Here's the rest of your pay.
All yours.
But let me yell.
Fucker! Son of a bitch! Damn brat!
Stupid shit! Piece of shit!
I told you to take down one target,
but you got three dead.
They had families, kids, wives, fathers, mothers.
They had guns, Uncle.
Shoot them up then.
- Uncle Tor. - What?
This is over what we agreed. What's with the rest?
The rest? You don't want it? Fine. Give it back.
- No. - I'll keep it.
Come on, Uncle. We'll take it.
Damn you, Bom.
We'll take it.
The boss added that cash so you could escape
in case you didn't make it.
- He's generous. - Yeah.
Take us to pay our respects to him sometime.
He's a secret.
No way. You'll never meet him.
Don't worry, Petch.
Just think of it as
a bonus.
You know how to spell "bonus"?
Samlee, spell it out for your bro.
B-O-N-U-D.
Bonus, sir.
It's "S," idiot!
Damn. You're good, Samlee.
No wonder the school kicked you out.
You were just wasting classroom space.
How long are you going to keep drinking?
After this glass, I'm done.
- That's it? - Yeah.
- Last shot? - Yeah.
Fill it up, quick!
Shit, Bom. Enough.
Last one and done.
Damn. I'm soaked.
You piece of shit.
But listen, Petch. Watch yourself.
I heard the cops
are humiliated over what went down in the case.
They're angry.
Go hide wherever you can.
Don't worry. I won't mess up next time.
Here, I'll help pay.
Oh, jackass.
Is your whole family a bunch of thieves?
You left me 900, you punk.
- How much have you got? - Five thousand.
- Five thousand? What, to feed your dad? - Yeah.
- Almost cried. - Fucker.
- Goodbye, Uncle. - Leaving already?
Bye, Uncle.
Take care.
- Don't drink too much. - Well, well!
When this bottle's gone, we'll all head back.
Why the rush, Petch?
We don't come to Bangkok often.
We're in the lounge. Stay and spend the cash.
Bom's right. Makes sense.
I totally agree, man.
That means I'm stuck with you?
An occasion. We won't be too late.
Finish it first. There's still plenty left. Drink up.
- I don't come here often. - Yeah.
Hello.
- Mama. - Yes?
Call three girls for us.
Of course. I'll arrange it.
- One moment. - Yes.
Hungry again?
Moron!
Mama's not instant noodles.
Mama-san, the hostess.
You two look like fresh fishermen.
Be careful or you'll die for a woman.
Dying for a woman is dying in duty.
Better than dying to a bullet.
Here's another shot.
Watch your smart mouth, punk.
- Just kidding. - Jackass, you can't talk like that.
- Here they are. - What about that?
How about these three?
I'll take this one.
My type.
She's Petch's ex.
What?
Well...
You come sit by me.
You stepped on my foot.
- Go sit with him, honey. - It's all right.
Take good care of them.
Top girls all taken. They left me only a guinea pig.
Just joking.
Want some?
Girls, would you like a drink?
Some drinks?
Want to eat something, Sai?
Hey, I was ordering more drinks.
Why'd you bail on me?
You're drunk. Go home, old man.
Look, girl, I'm serious.
Ten thousand. Sleep with me, okay?
You're insulting me.
I'm no whore, you bastard.
Twenty thousand. Take it or leave it.
Keep it for your mom's cremation.
Damn old fart.
You're acting all high.
Not for sale? I'll just take you.
What the hell are you doing?
Motherfucker! Stop it!
I'm asking.
Asking what? Who the hell are you?
I'm asking nicely, man.
Hey! No!
Stop it, bastard!
Or I'll shoot your boss's head off.
All right.
Fuck off!
Move! Go!
Are you all right, Sai?
Here you are.
This meal's on me, Petch.
If you're paying,
then we'll order more.
Bom, are you full?
You can double.
I won't hold back.
Four smalls, two noodles, to go.
Sure.
Two bowls of soup, no veggies.
- Just one? - Two.
Two, man.
Okay.
You come here often?
Yeah, my usual place.
It's good.
- Sai. - Yes.
Can I ask you something?
Why do you have to work a job like this?
And why haven't you quit that job?
And coming to Bangkok this time,
did you run away or pick up another gig?
Before you ask me,
you should ask yourself first.
How much?
360 baht.
Thanks.
What the hell did you ask, Petch?
Just eat.
You called me here, Captain. What's this about?
If you want to arrest me, just do it.
Your name's Tua, right?
Eat it before it gets cold, Tua.
What do you want from me, Captain?
Just say it straight.
So you're not going to eat, huh?
INTERROGATION ROOM
THE MURDER CASE OF HEADMAN MEE, THA YANG
You don't like a proper meal?
Prefer chewing on my boot instead?
That truck you stole.
Who put you up to it?
Listen carefully, Tua.
If you don't tell me,
you know what's coming for you.
I don't know. I really don't!
Please let me go, Captain.
Captain.
Let me go!
Let me go.
Let me go!
- Shit! - Fucker, stay still!
Let me go!
Fuck!
Let me go!
Listen to me, Tua.
You've got a pile of charges, plus the car theft.
You still want to stay out of bars with your family?
So? I'm letting you choose here.
- Come on, man. - Damn, George!
She canceled on me. That bitch!
That's harsh.
Hurry up. It's getting dark.
When will this finish? Damn it.
God damn it!
Let's go. What the hell are you doing?
What the fuck is going on?
The guy in white. Easy target, 200,000.
Asshole!
And what did the guy in white do?
Model citizen, I guess. Damn!
Why the hell did you ask that?
Just know the target and shoot straight.
This is how you play, huh?
This bastard is too useless!
For this job, I just need one motorcycle.
I'll handle the rest myself.
That's no problem.
As for the fingers, I'll get them along with the ride.
What about me?
Stay in your room and jerk off, Samlee.
Oh?
Oh what?
Come on.
Shit.
Watchai, the dragon parade is coming soon.
How much will you feed the dragon this year?
Muay Lek, can't you see what I'm doing?
Damn.
Aren't you going to watch the dragon?
The troupe's really good.
Screw the damn dragon. I'm going home to watch Tee Yai.
A bag of roasted chestnuts.
UNCLE MENG'S CHESTNUT
Right away.
- Thank you. - All right.
Was this a good idea?
Yeah, this one.
LAO PUN TAO KONG SHRINE
Dew!
- Dew! - Hey! Go!
Get out of the way!
Let's go!
Shit!
Uncle.
Huh?
They're here.
Come on. Sit down.
So...
You two have to stay here a while.
Why?
You really have to ask?
A bystander died too. Someone innocent.
I'm sorry.
It's fine. Not a big deal.
I sent someone to fetch Samlee.
He's gaming upstairs.
Here. Today's cut.
A little thicker this time.
The boss topped it up like always.
And he said a big job's coming soon.
Uncle Tor.
Huh?
That next job...
Can I pass, Uncle?
Hey, the next one's huge. Lots of cash.
No matter how much it pays,
I don't want to live like this anymore.
What if I ask you to help with just one last job?
I know I owe you, Uncle Tor.
But from now on, can I repay you
in other ways?
I'll take this job, Uncle.
And I'll do it for my friend's sake.
I don't take the money.
Petch, what'll you do for a living?
I have no idea.
You're back, bro?
"You're back"? You fool.
I told you to stay in your room and jerk off.
You're so chill, playing games?
Man, if worry could be shown by ordaining,
- I'd have become a monk for you already. - Yeah?
I'm half playing, half praying.
Praying for your safety, bro.
- Praying? - Yeah.
You care about us, huh, you little shit?
Smart mouth.
Asshole.
Come on, Samlee. Play with me.
Five per goal.
Whoa, make it 20, bro.
Come on.
- Deal! - No Brazil.
Any team.
Try my Brazil, bro. Come on!
You said no Brazil!
- No Brazil for you. - Bom.
Yeah, man?
You sure about what you told Uncle Tor?
And you? You sure yet?
Yeah, I'm sure.
Then, done. I'll take your job.
When it's over, if you quit, I quit.
And we owe him nothing.
Thanks, man.
- Petch. - Huh?
You were worried about Sai, right?
Yeah, guess I was.
Pause, man. Pause.
What?
Just a second.
Damn.
Here.
Sai's number.
I got it from my hostess that night.
Can't say got it, bro.
It cost nearly ten grand because he bought it.
Again? Shut up!
Come, asshole.
- Can I get you back? - Not something you should say.
Yeah, okay.
- Come on, man. - What's up, bro?
All right.
Uncle.
- Uncle! - What?
You've got a nice bed, but you sleep here?
What are you doing?
Damn it, Bom. Are you blind?
Can't you see I'm crawling in to wash?
Wash clothes!
Wash that?
Fixing cars, you know?
- You didn't say that. - Fixing cars, dumbass.
You always bug me when I'm tired.
Need a hand?
Exactly. Sounds much better.
When you're at my house, don't just sit.
Make some clay cows for fun too.
What kind of saying is that?
Here. There are more parts to clean.
Petch isn't up yet?
He's up. Upstairs. Getting dressed.
Got a date.
Damn, not even a month and he's in heat already?
Who's the girl?
Do you remember Sai?
Sai?
How'd that happen? Where?
At the lounge you took us to.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Speak of the devil. Here he comes.
Damn!
Whoa!
Looking sharp! Off to see a girl?
Sai, huh?
How'd you know?
These guys can't keep secrets. They tell everything.
Take these parts and clean them.
Kerosene's out back.
It's greasy.
And your hands are clean?
The jobs I give you are always dirty.
And Samlee.
You too. My hand slipped. Help him clean it.
- Go clean it. - Let's go.
Fine.
Go clean it up together.
You just asked earlier, "Need help, Uncle?"
Forget it already, ungrateful brat?
I'll do it.
Petch, are you sure about Sai?
I think I am, Uncle.
You know, once you walk this path, it's hard to quit.
It's dangerous. Got enemies.
And with Sai...
Think twice before you choose.
Petch, whatever you decide, I can't stop you.
Whichever way you go, I'll follow.
Truth is, I'm the one who brought you into this life.
If you get in trouble, any problem at all,
just tell me.
I'll always help, okay?
Okay? Just tell me.
Wait, hold on.
Let me shower and get dressed. I'll drive you.
I'll go change. I'll be quick.
Wait right here.
I'd like three crispy chickens, fries, and a Pepsi.
Big order, Petch. Hungry?
We'll digest it after bowling.
Are that kid and Bom not coming?
I didn't invite them.
If I did, they'd be here.
And who's that kid?
Samlee?
I met him at Paet Riw.
I saw he was struggling, so I called him in to help.
Called him in to help?
Aren't you going to make his life harder with your work?
I don't know.
You always help everyone.
But never help... Never even think about me.
Excuse me. Your food's here.
May I clear the menus?
Enjoy your meal.
What?
Feeling guilty?
Never mind.
Eat your chicken so we can go bowling after.
I'll help you eat one piece.
- Do it like this. - Is it right?
- This? - No.
Damn!
Nice shot.
How is it?
Wow!
You're good!
How are you so good?
Petch, have a beer with me.
BOWLING & KARAOKE: 45 BOWL
Why beer today?
Petch.
Remember the last time you drank beer with me?
- Bottoms up! - Bottoms up!
WEDDING CEREMONY: TAKSAORN - KOMPETCH
The bride drank it all. What, the groom's too weak?
- Bottoms up! - Can't handle it?
Come on, I'll drink half.
Okay.
- Bottoms up! - Bottoms up!
Go on.
- Bottoms up! - Bottoms up!
If we had never met If you were never here
I'd never know, never be scarred
If I'd never loved the love you gave
Want to sing?
The memories stay, repeating in mind
No matter how long, I still miss you
Today, I'm so happy.
I'm sorry.
Tonight is the best memory of my life.
I'd like to thank everyone for
coming to our wedding.
And importantly, I want to
thank you, Uncle Tor.
It's all right, Petch. We'll talk later.
What, not thanking me?
If I hadn't stepped aside, you wouldn't have a bride.
- Ouch. - Damn!
Thanks a lot, man.
WEDDING CEREMONY: TAKSAORN - KOMPETCH MARCH 3, 1994
Best man.
Take a picture. Come on.
- Sure. - Congratulations, man.
Make sure you get a good shot.
Thank you for coming.
- Thanks again. - Hello.
One, two, three.
Where are you going?
Uncle Tor?
- To take photos. - Sit here.
Petch will come to take pictures with us. We're seniors. Just sit and chill.
Pretty boy, come here.
Get me some drinks. Five or six glasses.
We're out of liquor right now.
Then grab the half-finished glasses
and bring them to me.
I reserved them first.
Did you?
Hell no. No way.
Is this enough for you?
You sure he's in here?
I'm sure.
- Is this going to be enough? - Man, I'm so tired of this.
Guess we're not heading home.
Forget it. We still bring the leftovers home.
- Thank you. - Take care.
- Congratulations, guys. - Thank you so much.
Take it with us.
The last of it.
Yeah.
Thanks, man.
Congratulations to both of you.
I'm going to head home now.
Just wanted to give you my blessing.
I wish you two a long and steady love.
Yeah.
Congratulations.
I really want to thank you, Uncle Tor.
Thank you for everything.
It's fine, Petch. We'll talk later.
Damn, Bom, you're in the way. What the hell are you doing here?
- I'm trying to move out of the way. - Move!
- Which one messed you up? - That bastard.
- Are you okay, Bom? - Of course.
- Fucker! You hurt my brother! - Petch, down!
Motherfucker!
Bom! Petch! Why are you still here?
Get out of here!
Bom! Drag him out! Leave!
Petch! Go, Petch! Petch, we have to go.
- Petch! - Petch! Go!
Sai!
- Go, man! - Sai!
Sai!
- Sai! - Hurry!
Sai!
Do you really think you can quit for good?
Sure, Sai.
I already talked to Uncle Tor.
Then let's go back home together.
I can't go back home now, Sai.
I have to lie low in the South for a while.
What if I go with you?
You still want to be with someone like me?
TANTIP SAUNA
Damn, who's that?
Who the hell's calling now?
I'll beat the crap out of him through the phone.
Oh?
- Hello? - Hello, Uncle Tor.
Can I stay in Sai's room one more night?
I'll be back tomorrow.
Yeah, got it. Okay.
Are Bom and Samlee asleep?
They're with me here.
Just check out the target. Don't worry.
Hey.
Petch, I have to go.
You see that Mercedes?
The guy with white hair and glasses.
He comes to this sauna every day.
I've been watching him.
He's got two bodyguards.
They sit outside drinking beer while he's in there.
Want some salt?
The key spot is the cold pool.
He likes to sit in that pool last.
And he lingers there.
Bom, that's your mark.
But this time, no guns.
You good?
I got this.
You sure?
Done deal.
Samlee, you see that window?
Park the car there and wait.
Bom will climb out and jump in your car.
You got that?
- Got it, sir. - Okay, you got it? Done deal?
Done deal.
Then I'll take you to the switch spot.
Cheers! Captain. Boss.
Yes.
Hope everything goes smoothly, Captain.
Yes.
Relax. No need to be tense, Captain.
It's fine, Kamnan.
I got something to help relax.
Come on in, darling.
Come here, sweetie.
Beautiful girls are here.
We got a fresh new girl, gentlemen.
Fresh, huh?
- Yes, sir. - Which one?
Right here. Sai.
Sai.
Come sit with me.
Go on, sweetie. Take good care of him.
Ah, you take the good one again.
- Sit here. - No surprise. You were too slow.
Okay, that's all right.
I'll take my usual.
Jeab, you're with him, honey.
Take good care of him.
A familiar face.
Ton, pick whoever you like.
Go ahead. These are handpicked just for VIPs.
Pick one.
Can't decide? I'll pick one for you.
One with a nice smile. What's your name?
Prae.
Prae, go sit with Ton.
Take good care of him, okay?
And order drinks for the girls too.
Five each for the rest.
Thank you so much. Thank you.
Go on, girls.
I'm Kamnan Somjit. Ever heard of me?
Famous man.
This is Boss Piak, the land-filler.
Rocks, sand, soil. He takes it all.
A real big shot.
Not that big.
Here is Captain Ton, Crime Suppression.
Just a captain for now,
but he'll be a commander soon.
For sure.
- Hey, Boss Piak. - Yeah?
He's a rising star.
I'm counting on you to watch out for him.
Oh, Kamnan, you don't have to ask.
Especially Captain Ton...
We're family now, right, Ton?
- Cheers! - Yes.
Cheers!
All right.
Cheers.
Drinks taste sweeter when sitting next to you, Jeab.
Anyway, I have to go now.
My boss's son just flew in from abroad.
I have to pick him up.
Oh, really?
All right, I'll chip in for the food and drinks to welcome him.
And I'll cover gas, like always.
Thank you both, Kamnan, Boss Piak.
But honestly, it's okay. I feel bad taking it.
Come on.
There's no need. It's nothing.
Consider it payback for the Headman Mee incident.
And make sure your boss gives us the green light.
About Headman Mee.
I'll handle the rest. No worries.
Got it, Kamnan. But let's keep it quiet.
Dead quiet.
I'll head out now. Goodbye.
- Goodbye, Boss Piak. - Goodbye.
Chate.
You sure we can pull this off?
Petch's gone. No guns allowed.
Uncle Tor's sending us to die.
If you're scared, don't come, Samlee.
If I don't go, Uncle Tor will kill me anyway.
You know why I took Petch's job?
He saved my life.
If Petch hadn't helped me that day,
I'd have been dead long ago.
I don't think you should go, Samlee.
You don't have to, really.
I don't want to owe you anything.
I'll talk to Uncle Tor about it.
TANTIP SAUNA
Go, man! Go!
Quick!
Hey, you two, get in here.
Come here.
You can't stay here anymore. You have to leave now.
- Huh? - Here's your pay.
No, I told you I don't take money.
Now's not the time.
Take it!
No more debts between us.
It's all screwed up now.
The client didn't give me enough info.
And I dragged you two into this mess.
The guy you took out tonight,
he's tied to Kamnan Somjit and the cops.
Double trouble. Fuck!
How can you stay here? Take it!
Go! Take the money. I even added more.
You two can use this to start over.
And don't ever come back to me.
Tum will drive you to Hua Lamphong Station.
Right now!
Go!
You have to go now!
Get up!
Petch, up!
Get up!
What about you, Uncle Tor?
Don't worry about me. I'm too old.
Worst case, I die in jail.
Go! Just go.
Samlee's here.
Get in the truck, Samlee.
Better hurry. Good luck to both of you.
Up, up, up. Go!
Wait!
Buddha protect, Dhamma defend, Sangha keep you safe.
Thanks, Uncle.
Go! Get out of here!
Have a good life.
SUVARNABHUMI
Hello, Sai?
What? You picking me up for dinner?
I have to leave tonight.
I just finished a job.
What the hell was all that you told me, Petch?
Sai, I'm really sorry.
Fuck your sorry, Petch.
How many times have you said that, huh?
Petch, tell me. What do you take me for?
Sai, listen to me.
I'm heading south.
I got some cash, enough to start over.
Once I find a way, come live with me, all right?
Why should I believe you?
You never keep your word, not once.
Sai, but this time...
Hello?
Sai!
Bom, got a coin?
Attention, passengers boarding the train to Nakhon Si Thammarat...
Let's go, man. The train's about to leave.
Call her later. Come.
Hey there, Kamnan!
Can you check my van?
The damn engine's stuttering. It won't rev up.
I saw you drive it here just fine.
And it still sounds good. Real clean.
I'm telling you. It's not broken.
If it's not broke, no point in fixing it.
No need to fix shit.
Talking like that? You're not welcoming customers.
Kamnan, you came all the way here.
Let's be straight. Say what you came for.
You didn't even invite me in for coffee, Tor?
Why don't we just sit inside your house for a cup?
Kamnan, this isn't a damn café.
No coffee here. None.
All I got are wrenches.
You want one? Want it?
You asshole, you're such a pain in the ass.
Fine, I'll toss it.
Got another wrench anyway.
No.
Don't talk with guns, Tor. Let's talk heart-to-heart.
Believe me, all right?
Go drink some coffee inside.
Fuck!
That shot wasn't me, Tor.
My guy pulled the trigger.
The same way your boys shot my guy.
Who hired you for that job, huh?
And those bastards, where are they hiding?
Kamnan, you know what I'm going to say.
So what the fuck are you still asking for?
What the fuck am I asking?
Then I'll shoot your ass!
Son of a bitch, you shot me. Fuck!
You should think carefully, Tor.
You're protecting them more than your own family.
Who the hell are those bastards?
Why won't you tell me?
I...
I don't kill my own.
I don't snitch on bosses. I don't sell out my friends.
Unlike you fuckers. You're all scum.
Oh, the ex-soldier.
Don't kill your own. Don't snitch on bosses.
Don't sell out friends.
Fuck that!
Motherfucker!
- What? - You old bastard.
Wait, Kamnan. Please...
Don't shoot, Kamnan...
You only shot my leg. I'm not dying easily, you fuck.
You dumb fuck!
You're such a pain in the ass, motherfucker!
Petch, I'm going to grab some soy milk and fried dough.
I'll call Sai and then catch up.
Come on, Samlee.
Oh, so much soy milk.
What would you like?
It's after ten. Too late for soy milk.
- You eating or not? - Yeah, bro.
Go!
Stop.
Hello?
You've got balls, Petch.
Been riding all the way...
You didn't say a damn word.
I admire that.
Want to hear some tunes?
What song? What station? What kind of beat?
I'll get my boy to play it for you.
If you're going to kill me, just pull over
and shoot me by the road.
At least someone could give me a funeral.
Easy, Petch.
I have an offer for you.
Just hang on. We're almost there.
Get out, motherfucker!
Out!
Kneel.
I'm sorry, man.
I'm sorry too, man.
I'm sorry, Samlee.
Why are you crying?
I said, why the fuck are you crying?
Huh?
Why cry?
Why?
Did you hear me? I said, why the fuck are you crying?
Why?
You scared? Don't be.
All right, Samlee.
I won't burn you alive.
I'll shoot first, then torch you.
You still want to throw birthday parties
with people singing happy birthday to you
or you want to be a missing person here?
Use your brain.
Boss, please. Boss, let me go.
Boss, please. I'll stop being a fuck-up.
I'll stop. I swear.
Please let me go.
From now on, I'm done, boss.
Shut the fuck up, Samlee!
- Boss! - Samlee, you fuck, stop!
I beg you, boss.
If you walk out of here, you'll either be dead or in jail.
You thought this through, Bom?
Die here or die outside.
Not exactly the same.
Dying here, from the top dog,
you'd just be a dust mote, fucker.
Right, Samlee? Huh?
You want to go out?
Good.
Here's the deal. I'll count to five.
If you make it out alive,
I'll let you go.
Deal?
Samlee, don't.
Deal, Samlee?
One!
Two!
Samlee, I said don't, you fuck!
Shut the fuck up, Bom!
Three.
Four.
Five!
Whatever you want from us,
just spit it out, motherfucker.
Good.
Let's get to it.
I've got someone I want you to get rid of.
Green light job,
as my boss ordered.
- Kneel. - Down.
You're staying here till the day.
And if you three can finish it,
I promise...
Promise
that I'll wipe your records clean
and clear a space for you.
Front security's all cleared. Full green light.
Guns you asked for.
And you. Your job is to wait.
Drive them to the car-switch point.
A van will take you to the docks.
If your friends don't show up in half an hour,
leave without them.
No point waiting, right?
How can I fucking trust you?
Truth is, I could just shoot you all here.
Plenty of scums like you out there.
But I...
kind of feel for you.
Those bastards killed your boss.
You don't know about Tor?
Tor's fucking dead!
Kamnan Somjit shot him dead in his own house.
Can I ask you for something?
Go ahead.
Let me go to Uncle Tor's funeral.
I'm going too.
SERGEANT MAJOR KACHA KASEMSONGKRAM BORN 25 JAN 1936, DIED 11 DEC 1999
Let's roll, man.
Hey, what are you doing up here?
Motherfucker!
Let's go.
Hey!
Kamnan, it's a fucking war zone outside!
Hey!
Go to hell!
Shoot them up!
Hey!
Over there!
Hey!
Motherfucker!
Die!
Fucking piece of shit!
Come on, motherfucker!
You're dead!
You fucking dead!
Shoot those motherfuckers!
Come on here, fuckers!
Come out!
You're dead!
Hey!
You bastards!
Kamnan, go! I'll take care of them.
Bom, how many shells have you got left?
- Last five, man. - Wait for me.
You shoot when I say.
Those fuckers are almost out of ammo.
Go smoke them. What the fuck are you waiting for?
Hey, you two got Uzis.
Move up and finish them now!
- Damn! - Bom!
Fuck!
Bom, no!
You'll hit Sai.
Sai, you know these motherfuckers?
I'm asking. Do you fucking know them?
Answer me, bitch!
You bastard.
Don't you dare lay a hand on her.
Good.
First, I'll shoot this bitch.
Then you lot shoot me.
And after that, she and I
will be together in another world,
happy as fuck.
Then shoot me.
Damn, you got guts. Want to work for me?
I'll even throw you a goddamn wedding.
Your buddy won't drop the gun, huh?
Guess he wants your bitch dead.
Motherfucker!
Bom.
Bom, man.
Bom, come home with me, man.
Bom! Bom, wake up!
Bom...
Bom!
You fucking bastard.
Bom...
Bom, come with me.
Petch. Petch, go!
- Petch, go! - He's not dead!
- He's gone, man. Let's go! - No!
- They're coming! - Bom!
Petch...
Get out.
Get the fuck out!
We'll reach Chumphon at 5 a.m. the next day.
Let me know what you want to do next.
Rice whiskey, bro?
No, Samlee.
This is the first time in...
I don't know how long.
I got to stargaze.
Wake up, see the stars...
with Sai...
Bom was there too.
Were the stars bright?
There weren't any stars that night.
But tonight,
there are so many of them, Samlee.
Petch.
Instant noodles and canned fish.
It's okay. Thanks a bunch, Samlee.
You haven't eaten a thing since we got on the boat.
At least take a bite.
Still got that rice whiskey from last night?
I feel like drinking.
I'll ask the captain later.
But you have to eat something, all right?
Do you have any clue who the shooters were this time?
Yes, we know who they are.
And we should have the culprits soon enough.
How are you sure you got the right guys?
We have witnesses who saw it all.
There are certainly no scapegoats.
And what's the motive, Captain?
Why'd this happen?
Looks like a local political game has gone bloody.
Can you tell us who's behind it?
Can't say much on that.
If I talk too much,
I'll get targeted myself.
Samlee.
Yeah?
I'm sorry for bringing you into this mess.
Can I have the whole bottle?
I'll crash right here tonight.
You snored like an engine last night.
I can stay here with you.
Go crash, man.
Hey, young man!
Young man!
Yo, we're close to the shore.
Almost there.
Samlee!
Samlee, wake up.
Cops are everywhere.
Samlee, run!
Take this, jump, and hold onto it tight.
Sorry, man.
Petch...
Petch!
Petch, man!
Wake up! Shit, Petch!
Get up!
Petch...
Let go!
- Petch! - Please stay back.
Oh no...
Please don't leave me, Petch.