01x06 - Natural Selection

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DALAH: DEATH AND THE FLOWERS

Risa is safe.

I don't see why we all have to be here

and listen

to the other family's crazy story.

You'd better stay.

Crazy stories

-happened in both families.

-You!

Let's rewind.

Mr. Sarath?

Let's go.

Dalah, just say what you want.

I never wanted anything from the Uathepa.

Then why did you k*ll Ohm?

Exactly.

Why would I k*ll Mr. Anusorn?

Mr. Ekapop.

What do you think?

Ohm suspected

that you were the one

who tried to blackmail him.

Blackmail?

You probably couldn't settle

on the hush money.

Ekasit, shut up.

The family's golden boy.

Mister Prime Minister-to-be.

An ideal gentleman.

A staunch advocate of women's rights.

Why would such a guy

have to worry about

paying people to shut up?

Unless the real him

was not the same as the one society knew.

Many of you in this room

knew very well

what kind of person

Mr. Anusorn Uathepa actually was.

Have some respect, will you?

Ohm is deceased.

Respect?

Did he have any respect

for the girls he r*ped?

Hey!

Don't talk rubbish.

Don't play innocent.

-You…

-If you don't know, I'll tell you, Mom.

Hold on.

We're gathered here

because we want to hear

the k*ller admit to the crime,

not to put dirt on someone

who is already dead!

Ohm did r*pe women.

I found out when Pam told me.

Uncle Ohm r*ped my girlfriend Bee

and made a clip.

Bee didn't want it to blow up,

but I couldn't let him have that clip.

So, I tried to delete it.

NOI, NING

But what I saw

made me want to do more

than just delete Bee's clip.

BEEBEE

I wanted to destroy his life.

Both engagement and wedding.

I wanted to sabotage everything.

So, I told Aunt Risa about it.

But when Risa realized that

there were so many victims,

including…

someone in this room…

Xinxin.

Yes.

What?

Xinxin!

What did you say?

-What Aunt Risa said is true.

-Xinxin, stop!

No.

I won't stop.

Pa, Ma, I know you want to protect me,

but I don't want the world

to remember him as a saint,

and we shouldn't have to stay silent

for the rest of our lives.

Because it's the whole truth.

That was why

Risa decided to serve

a cause greater than herself.

She practiced the feminist ideals

that Mr. Anusorn preached in his campaign,

standing up for women.

To tell you the truth…

I wasn't happy…

that Ohm used that campaign.

So, I talked to Xinxin

and asked Pam to bring Bee along.

I'm scared.

Don't be.

We women are in this together.

All of us must speak up.

So, they'll realize

that we are not weak.

We intended to expose Ohm, but--

You still want our property!

Yes.

I’m sorry for letting you guys down.

I was selfish

when I asked you

to wait until after the engagement

and then again after the wedding.

I did that because…

I just wanted my father

to be proud of me for once.

I’m so sorry.

Risa…

But then Ohm died.

Liar!

You tried to blackmail Ohm

even before the wedding.

You sent the screenshot from the clip

to Ohm's rival party.

You wanted to destroy

his political career.

But when nothing happened,

you tried another way.

That screenshot was my doing.

Aunt Risa had nothing to do with it.

I was just angry

that she did not stick to the plan,

so I sent the photo. That's all.

-Pam!

-Dad!

What about the clip that was

to be shown at the wedding?

You did that too?

Huh?

That was me.

Kris!

Too bad that f*cking monster

died first.

Kris!

Aunt Risa told me

about the plan to expose Ohm,

then showed me the clip.

But when she decided

to go on with the wedding,

I was so pissed off

because that scumbag

didn’t deserve to live even for a second.

So, I gave the clip to the hotel staff,

intending to humiliate him at the wedding.

What about you?

What did Ohm do to you

that you had to k*ll him?

Oh…

I apologize

for not being clear earlier.

I am not the one who k*lled Mr. Anusorn.

Enough with your wisecracks.

You can’t talk your way out of this.

The forensic report

clearly indicates that you’re the k*ller.

Can you elaborate?

In the report,

the transformer exploded at 11:35 p.m.

The autopsy results show that

Ohm died after 11 p.m.

TIME OF DEATH: 11.00 P.M.

You lied about the time.

The forensic report states

Ohm died at 11 p.m.

But you said he drove out at 11 p.m.

In reality,

Ohm never left this place.

I disagree with the timing

because temperature

plays a role in the calculation.

Pam.

Risa.

You must remember

the temple fair that night.

Temple fair.

A trial of patience

for those who hate entertainment, like me.

What does that have to do with forensics?

It was the reason

behind the change in room temperature.

Because it caused the transformer

to explode, leading to a power outage.

The next morning, when the body was found,

they thought the room

was at its normal temperature,

but it wasn’t.

Mrs. Prapha.

You can confirm that, can't you?

The cold reminds me of Europe.

Therefore,

at the time of Mr. Anusorn's death,

the room temperature

was the same as it is now.

The temperature delayed

the decomposition process,

which leads me to believe that

the actual time of Mr. Anusorn's death

was before 11 p.m.

Anyone can make that up.

Nobody can confirm

that Ohm was k*lled before 11 p.m.

I have eyewitnesses that I know well.

-What is it?

-I don't know.

The flowers at the crime scene.

When the tank toppled over,

the flowers became our eyewitnesses

that can confirm

the time of Mr. Anusorn's death.

Because we create blue roses

using a color absorption technique,

the duration of the process

depends on the variety of the roses,

the length of the stem,

and the volume of the color.

Typically, it takes 45 minutes for a rose

to fully absorb the color

from stem to petal.

For clarity’s sake,

I have prepared this little exhibit.

These roses have absorbed color

for 15 minutes.

These for 30 minutes.

And these for 45 minutes.

That night,

before Jae Som and Jerd left,

she instructed me on the timing.

"The dyed roses

will fully absorb the color by 10 p.m.

Don’t forget to switch them

with a new batch of flowers by then,

okay?"

The forensic police

must have already taken

photos of the tank.

The number "22" indicates 10 p.m.

These flowers

didn’t fully absorb the color.

I calculated the time

that Mr. Anusorn and the k*ller fought

and knocked the tank down

at 10:30 p.m.

Wow, science!

The fact that I was here

at the time of Mr. Anusorn's death

doesn’t mean I was the k*ller.

Similarly, proving that

he died before 11 p.m.

doesn’t help identify the k*ller either.

Now,

who was here that night?

Kris.

Risa.

Pam.

Mrs. Prapha Tangsinsup.

And Mr. Ekapop.

Each of these names

could potentially be the k*ller.

But wait.

I'm not saying

those are all the guests

present that night.

That night was livelier than we thought.

When we arrived,

we were talking for a while,

and then Pam insisted that

Mr. Anusorn take her to the toilet.

Uncle Ohm, can you take me to the toilet?

Risa went out to the garden

in the back of the studio.

How mysterious.

When Mr. Ekapop and Mrs. Prapha arrived,

they didn’t see anyone.

At that time,

the k*ller may have already arrived…

You've got everything…

…and possibly witnessed

Risa and Kris having a fight.

See you tomorrow.

-After you guys left,

-See you!

-no one was inside the studio.

-Goodnight.

Mr. Anusorn seemed suspicious of me,

but he was just feeling things out.

I wasn’t worried about that.

He’s a f*cking as*h*le

and you’re still going to marry him!

I saw Pam arguing

with Risa and Kris before she left.

Just then, my father called,

and I took the phone upstairs.

After that,

Mr. Anusorn

might have returned inside the studio.

When I looked down from my room,

I saw him,

but…

he was already dead.

The timeframe for Mr. Anusorn's m*rder

was between 10.20 p.m. and 10.35 p.m.,

when there was no one in the studio,

except him and the k*ller.

So,

at least three of you here

are definitely not the k*ller,

which are Risa, Kris, and Pam.

But you lied to the police

that you found the body the next morning.

Brother, when will the police arrive?

Don’t worry.

The police will definitely make an arrest.

But as I’ve told you,

that won’t be me.

Whoever the k*ller is

wanted us to believe

they never set foot here.

I’m giving you a chance to confess.

I…

I…

I just came to spy on my son Kris.

I was worried about you.

Anyone else?

That night, I was home by myself.

This nonsense is getting out of hand!

Why are we being questioned

as if we're suspects?

Our family loves one another.

Let’s set aside family love for now

and concentrate

on the available forensic evidence.

That night,

several of my honorable guests

left their shoe prints here.

Mr. Anusorn,

Risa,

Kris,

Pam,

Mrs. Prapha,

Mr. Ekapop,

and…

Mr. Kittisak.

I can cross you and Mrs. Prapha out

because you left

before the time of the m*rder,

though I know you wish

you had k*lled him yourself.

What caught my attention

was Mr. Ekapop's shoe prints.

They appeared not only in this room

but also around the garden

in the back of the studio.

Now I get it.

The whole point of your lecture

is to accuse me of k*lling my own son.

The son whom I loved

more than anything in this world.

Quite the opposite.

I’m saying your shoe prints

are prime evidence

that excludes you

from the list of possible K*llers.

-Mr. Sarath.

-Yes.

Mr. Sarath and I

attended the funeral together.

Remember when Mr. Ekapop

took off his shoes?

Yes.

Mr. Ekasit

mistakenly took Mr. Ekapop's shoes.

Mr. Ekasit and Mr. Ekapop

wear the same shoe size.

I wouldn’t be surprised

if they’re the same brand too.

So what?

Huh?

That night, I was at a bar with Pete,

and then we went home together.

Which bar did you go to?

We…

We were in the Thong Lor area,

bar hopping.

Bar hopping?

Together?

Well…

What?

How many bars, exactly?

Three to four, I guess.

Three to four bars.

Were you together the entire time?

I'M GOING TO BE A BIT LATE

LET'S MEET AT ANOTHER BAR

NEW LOCATION

AGAIN?

HERE! YOUNG BAR, YOUNG GIRLS

Pete!

Why don't you look like

a kid in a candy store?

What took you so long?

I had some stuff

to clear up at the Square.

Grand-Uncle met me at the last bar.

You mean

Mr. Ekasit wasn’t with you before?

I had to sort things out

with the tenants at the Square.

Or with someone here?

Wait.

You…

Didn’t you just accuse Ohm’s father

of k*lling his own son?

Now you’re accusing me, Ohm’s uncle,

based on your random assumptions?

I wasn’t at the scene when it happened.

It’s all just speculation.

I get it.

-Get what?

-You and Narisa k*lled Ohm.

Maybe your g*ng too.

All of you were here at the studio.

You made up the details

about when you left

to cover each other’s tracks.

The motivation is blindingly obvious.

Otherwise, would Narisa have run away?

Stop accusing people.

Risa ran away to buy time.

She suspected

that Pam might be the k*ller,

so she wanted to talk to Pam first…

because

she needed time to think

about what to do with her baby.

Risa is having a child

with someone she despises.

But despite that, she loves her baby.

I'm planning to keep the baby.

Don't worry.

I guess the Uathepa men

don’t understand the misery

and confusion of a pregnant woman.

There you go.

Miserable, confused, angry.

Those could be reasons to k*ll.

A despicable man she didn’t love

got her pregnant,

so she k*lled him because he did?

Does that even make sense?

Women have countless

irrational reasons for their actions.

How would I know?

Interesting.

But please hear me out.

In this bag is a foreign object

I found next to Mr. Anusorn's body.

The forensic team

collected something similar,

thinking it was

a piece of wild sugarcane flower

from my arrangement.

Please, hold it.

Mr. Sarath

helped me figure out what it is.

You’re allergic to animals, aren’t you?

How do you know?

My dog needs to puke.

Nosy.

At that dinner, when I saw you flinch,

I thought it was just your personality.

But when you came to the studio

-and acted strangely again,

-Sorry.

I began to wonder

if it was an allergic reaction.

That made me realize that

this might not be wild sugarcane

or one of my decorative pieces.

It’s animal hair.

Or to be specific,

it’s Mr. Ekasit's Chihuahua hair.

What?

That night,

you split from the group

outside the hotel,

claiming you’d go drinking with Pete.

But you didn’t go as you said.

Are you out of your mind?

You can’t just make up stories

without logic backing them.

What if they can be proven

by forensic science?

Montree!

What is this?

I'm sorry, brother.

We’ve known each other a long time

and always helped one another.

But what Ohm did was beyond my tolerance.

This time, I have to be on the right side.

What have you seen?

Hundreds of clips

showing Ohm sexually assaulting students.

Those damn clips could be fabricated

to discredit Ohm and the Uathepa family.

I’ve seen so many

that I’m certain they’re real.

Mr. Ekapop, if you doubt

the authenticity of those clips,

ask someone in your household.

Your maid, Jaa.

She knows where Mr. Anusorn kept the clips

and brought them to us

because she’s one of his victims.

More twisted than I thought.

The shoe prints found that night alone

may not lead to any conclusion.

But when you corroborate them

with the dog hair found near the body

and Mr. Ekasit’s shoe prints from tonight…

Please.

Please park your shoes here.

Although they are the same size,

Ekapop's shoes

and Mr. Ekasit's shoes

have distinct wear patterns and imprints

due to the different pressure

applied to them.

Ekapop’s past leg injury

causes him to walk

with a distinctive gait.

Besides, Ekapop's shoe prints

were only found

in the parking lot, leading to the studio.

But the prints around the garden

definitely belong to Mr. Ekasit.

Therefore,

Miss Dalah's assumption is correct.

Mr. Ekasit was here that night

and was still present

at the time of Ohm's m*rder.

I’ve told you.

The police will come

and arrest the k*ller.

But it won’t be me.

Sit.

Were you with Ohm

when he died?

Brother…

Answer me!

Why did you come here?

Who k*lled Ohm?

Sit, who k*lled Ohm?

Answer me now!

Did you k*ll my son, huh?

My son! Your nephew!

He deserved to f*cking die!

-Mr. Ekapop.

-sh*t!

-Grand-Uncle!

-No! Ekapop, stop!

-Sir, sir!

-Calm down!

-Ekapop!

-Grand-Uncle!

Calm down, sir.

Enough!

Grandma.

Sit.

Apologize to your brother.

Come on, Mom.

You’re always like this.

You always make me bow

and say sorry to him.

You know what?

I’m not sorry for what I did.

Now, I truly believe

I shouldn’t have been born

into the Uathepa family.

Because my mother never loved me.

Nor does my brother.

You’ve only ever used me

to serve the family's interests.

f*ck it!

Yes.

I k*lled Ohm.

I k*lled him right f*cking here!

Why?

Why did you k*ll my son?

Sit!

Sir.

Why did you k*ll my son?

You still have no idea, huh?

Please sign here.

Ever since Dad died…

I hope this time is the last.

…you were like a brother

and a father to me.

I told you to focus on your studies.

-Why didn’t you pay attention?

-Mom!

-Mom, don’t hit him!

-Ekapop!

It’s my fault

for not taking good care of him.

He didn’t mean it. Come here.

Young bar, young girls

Let’s hit it.

My wife had an ultrasound.

This one is a boy!

We’re going to have another Uathepa.

You said I was the hope of the family

before your scumbag of a son came along.

Stop making trouble already.

I told you to see a doctor.

You’re going to ruin everything,

and now we need to rely on the Tangsinsup.

It’s all because of you

and your itch for college girls!

This envelope

was sent to your rival party.

And someone sent it to blackmail

Vibul, your party chief.

If this gets out,

will she still marry you?

See that? Your ring is in the photo.

The ring can easily be explained, Dad.

A person who also wears the same ring

and who’s known as a womanizer,

an in-house scapegoat.

Who the f*ck are you talking about?

How many times

do I have to be your scapegoat? Huh?

Dad.

Who does our family need to protect?

Me?

Or the useless old coot

who carries his dog around all day long?

f*ck you, Ohm.

You came at a good time.

Go and deal

with the protesters in Ohm's place.

You’ve changed after Ohm started bringing

his women problems into our family.

No mall! No mall!

No mall!

No mall!

No mall!

No mall!

Don’t work your grandson too hard, Uncle.

No hard feelings, alright?

To uphold the Uathepa's reputation,

Ekasit has to play the scapegoat.

After I get married,

name your price for all the trouble.

I'll pay you whatever you want.

I may bring a lot of trouble,

but it's nothing compared to

the vile things done by the family's heir.

I did it all for the Uathepa family,

you know.

You f*cking b*stard!

What the f*ck, Uncle?

Why are you always up in my a*s?!

What the f*ck's wrong with you?

Why do you keep f*cking with me?!

You’re nothing

but a useless prick.

All you can ever be is a scapegoat.

Bray! Let me hear you bray!

sh*t, man, I’m so lucky.

My uncle is a goat.

With all the problems our family has,

if we don’t eliminate Ohm,

we’ll never save the Uathepa.

What the f*ck are you saying?

Huh?

Is this what you want?

sh*t!

Ohm was a disgrace to our family, not me.

Uncle…

You once warned Ohm,

"Who told you to take after your uncle?"

Do you really see me

as the family's bad seed?

Whenever Ohm caused trouble,

you always sent me

to quiet those women with money.

You said I had nothing to lose,

while Ohm had

a bright f*cking future in politics.

You said he’d bring fame

and glory to the family.

-That little f*ck-face, really?

-Enough already, Sit.

You’re bringing shame to our family!

Wow.

Exactly who is destroying our family?

All you ever do

is talk about that g*dd*mn motto!

Ugh!

Do you think

you hold more value to the Uathepa family

than Ohm?

How many women

have you paid to shut them up?

But Mr. Ekapop, didn’t you also

pay a woman to keep quiet?

Chief Montree was right

when he told the press that

I intentionally approached the Uathepa.

But let me make it clear.

The reason behind this

had nothing to do with Mr. Anusorn

It was just a coincidence

that I happened to know Risa.

Then an unexpected event happened here.

What was supposed to be

a simple flower arrangement

turned out to be

a much more complicated affair.

Thanks to these complications…

I’ve finally found the answer

to the question that’s been haunting me,

which is…

What happened to my mother?

Mr. Ekapop must remember her.

Her name was Emma.

‎Em…

Mr. Koon.

When I was growing up,

everyone told me

my mother died in a car accident.

It was only when my adoptive fathers

disclosed her ties to the Uathepa family…

MA'AM X CASE

…that my curiosity was piqued.

Emma's case was the talk of the town

because of the X-shaped cut on her face.

Yet, when authorities concluded

it was an accident,

with the driver taking responsibility

and the X cut caused by a rose thorn…

ACCIDENT OR m*rder?

…people then forgot about her.

I couldn’t find any information

connecting her to the Uathepa,

other than what my father told me…

…and some enigmatic entries in her diary.

However,

the photo of the cop in the news

has stuck in my mind ever since,

until the day Mr. Anusorn died.

You are the owner of this studio, correct?

Yes.

Mr. Ekapop brought Chief Montree

to take over the investigation.

He was so sure Mr. Montree

would help him cover up any scandal

that could be exposed during

the investigation, like he did before.

Are you going to let this girl insult you?

Isn’t everything she’s saying the truth?

I'm…

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Mr. Koon

is the person who k*lled my mother.

But that's no mystery

because he turned himself in

and faced the legal consequences.

But I never expected

to meet him in person,

especially since

I didn’t even know what he looked like.

But when Mr. Ekapop saw him at the hotel…

Hello, sir.

…Mr. Ekapop's reaction

-really bugged me.

-Koon.

When did you leave the monkhood?

Why didn’t you come see me first?

Koon!

-Oh, Mr. Ekapop.

-Koon.

I'm leaving.

Yes.

My presumption was proven right again

when I saw how much importance

Mr. Ekapop gave to Mr. Koon.

-Why did you let him go?

-Mr. Ekapop.

Mr. Koon,

can you please tell everyone here…

why my mother had to die?

Mr. Ekapop

hired me

to run her over.

Please forgive me.

Ekapop asked me to cover up

the fact that Koon was his driver.

Even after I became a monk,

the sin I committed against Miss Emma

has haunted me ever since.

Seems like

we're not that much different, brother.

You don't know sh*t.

I never did

any of those things for myself!

Ungrateful idiot!

Yes.

I hired Koon to do it.

But I did it to save your a*s.

Remember the reception at The Ministry

of Foreign Affairs 30 years ago?

When you first met Emma.

Back then,

you were on the path to become an MP.

-We all supported you.

-I won't let you down.

Mr. Ekapop.

Someone's here to see you.

Who is it?

A western girl.

Emma tried to contact me.

The future is bright.

I'll handle it.

Definitely.

She said she was pregnant,

but I didn't believe her.

I hid this from you.

Many years later,

I thought it was all over.

Until she came back

to demand that we accept her child…

…and threatened to expose how

we'd been paying women to silence them.

Back then, Mom was happy

because you were about

to find your footing.

We believed you'd complete

the Uathepa's rise to glory.

Mother.

-The Uathepa must shine with glory.

-I’ll handle everything by tonight.

I’d never let anything

jeopardize our family’s path to success.

In the end, you let everyone down,

despite our support.

Everything I did, I did for the Uathepa.

For you.

But you…

You repaid me by destroying everything.

By k*lling my son.

You must’ve thought I was your father.

Sorry.

Your father

is the man who k*lled his own nephew.

His brother's son.

His mother’s grandson.

His own blood.

That as*h*le is your father!

I already have a father.

As I said…

I never wanted anything from the Uathepa…

except the truth.

Mother.

Close the door.

Come. Get in.

Thank you…

for giving me a chance,

or it might’ve turned into a real mess.

I’m the one who should be thanking you

for giving me a chance.

Listen…

Yes?

The X mark on Ohm's face

wasn’t just an accidental scratch.

We found that the depth of the cut

couldn’t have been caused

by a stray fingernail.

Testing the waters?

Magic.

Well, it worked.

Let me tell you something.

I’m not even sure

if I’m really your father.

What I do know for certain is that,

at that time, I wasn’t the only one

your mother f*cked.

It doesn’t matter.

I was lucky

to be raised by someone other than you.

-Get him in the car.

-Come, come.

I'll join your flower workshop sometime.

See you.

The men in that family are unbelievable.

The angle…

bugs you, right?

I wish I'd known you.