01x17 - Episode 17

[bunniefuu]

You dare walk away from me?

It's not time for him to know

who you are.

No!

-Alright.
-Give me the drug.

Okay. One moment.

Hey, who's that?

A woman.

She's pretty.

Why don't we have fun with her?

Then go watch out for me.

I'm gonna take a little trip to heaven
with this angel first.

-Ugh, come on.
-Go.

You filthy b*stard.

Hey, bro, how was it? You took forever.

I knew it. You're completely out cold.

What happened?

Didn't Mek come with you?

No, he didn't.

Is something wrong?

We came to see Ms. Boonsong,

but she wasn't home.

So we wanted to come pay our respects.

You know Boonsong?

No, we don't.

Then just tell me what's on your mind.

If I can help,

I will.

Do you remember the spirit of a woman

followed Dara, so you had to
give her the sacred thread to protect her?

Of course I do.

I know

who that woman is now.

Her name is Sarai.

She was another wife of my father.

Did you need something from me?

Narathon came to see me earlier.

He came to visit?

He's waiting to take care
of some business.

I hear he'll be stopping
by the fish farm house.

Then can I go see him?

Do you like him that much?

Yes. He's really kind.

I wish I had an older brother like him.

Then you'd better hurry along.

Thank you, Venerable Sir.

Kang,

it's time you were where you belong.

I've wronged you far too much.

You told Venerable Sir about Sarai

because you wanted him
to contact her spirit for you, didn't you?

Yes.

I thought he might be able to do it.

He's a very strict monk.

He probably doesn't want
to get involved in worldly matters.

I was too impatient.

I really want to know

who k*lled Sarai.

Don't worry too much.

Once we meet Ms. Boonsong,
we'll probably learn the truth.

Thon, Kaimook.

-Hello.
-Oh.

What's up, Kang?

It's perfect timing that you're here.

Mr. Thon and I were just about
to make spaghetti.

Stay and eat with us, okay?

I've never had spaghetti before.

Then all the more reason to try it.

I guarantee you'll love my cooking.

Exactly.

Even I'm hooked on it.

Let's go to the kitchen.

Sure. I'll help you as your assistant.

Okay.

It's me, Mom.

Na, you scared me.

-Hello.
-Hello, Da.

Where is Mook?

Mook?

Didn't she go out with you?

Go where?

What?

Mook told me she was going with you.

She even said she'd be home late
and told us not to wait for dinner.

That's weird. Why would Mook lie?

Where could she have gone?

Could she have gone with Mr. Narathon?

Oh, dear.

If she really went with Mr. Narathon
and lied about it,

that's even worse.

Listen, Na. Take Da out
for dinner right now.

Don't let your father see you yet.

Go on, hurry. I'll call Mook immediately.

-Yes.
-Let's go.

That land originally
belonged to someone named Son.

He mortgaged it to me.

At first, he kept up the payments,

but then one day he disappeared.

Nobody could find him.

What did Son do for a living?

He was a fishing boat deckhand.

He'd go out to sea for days at a time.

Did he have a family?

He had a wife, but she died giving birth.

So Son raised their daughter
by himself until she grew up.

Do you know his daughter?

Of course. I watched her grow up.

But later she disappeared.

People said she'd made
a good life for herself in Bangkok.

But that wasn't true.

Later, I saw her
come back with a small child.

She'd probably become someone's mistress
or kept woman.

Then she disappeared again,
both her and the child.

No one ever came to reclaim the land,
so I took possession of it

and sold it.

What was Son's daughter's name?

Let me think. It was such a long time ago.

Sarai.

Sarai?

Yes, Sarai.

The truth is even worse than I imagined.

How could my dad do that?

Sarai had a child with him.

Mr. Phum is calling.

Hello. Yes.

Of course. I'd be more than happy to.

In that case, I'll come see you
at the company tomorrow.

Okay. Goodbye.

Luck is finally on our side.

Mr. Phum wants me
to help with the photo exhibition.

But I don't want you
anywhere near someone like him.

-He--
-But this is a good opportunity

for us to investigate everything.

But…

If you're worried about me,
then come help me.

Oh, Mr. Phum.

-Hello.
-Ms. Pat, hello.

-Are you here to visit Ms. Pakarang?
-Yes.

I was just about to go see her.

I stopped by this morning

and she didn't look very well,

so I brought her some food.

You're very thoughtful.
Thank you for helping take care of her.

Since you're here,

tomorrow, I've scheduled
a meeting with my team at the gallery.

If you're free,
I'd love for you to join us.

Of course. Let me help.

Alright. Thank you.

Is it too heavy?

Not at all. Ah, the elevator's here.

You didn't answer your phone all day,
so I came by.

Thought you might be seriously ill.

I'm feeling much better now.

I went out for a walk
and got some fresh air.

Right. This morning, you looked pale,

but now you look completely refreshed.

If you didn't tell me,
I'd think you faked it.

I bought all sorts of food.

Rice flour dumplings,

crispy shrimp rolls,

Vietnamese fermented pork rolls.

Those are all Mr. Phum's favorite foods.

Really?

Yes.

How do you know I like Vietnamese food?

Oh.

I like it,

so I thought maybe you would too.

We seem to have
the same tastes quite often.

I'll put them on a plate.

Let me help.

No need, Ms. Pat.

You can talk with Mr. Phum.
I'll take care of it.

Sure.

Wait, what's that on your shirt?

It looks like blood.

Right. Did something happen to you?

It's sauce. I must've spilled it
while I was making something to eat.

Then why don't you go change first?

I won't be able to eat
if I keep looking at it.

It really looks like blood.

I'll take care of these.

Alright.

-I'll help you.
-Thank you.

-Everything's good.
-And the concept…

Oh, there you are.

Mr. Phum and I prepared it together.

I feel bad just sitting here and eating.

Don't overthink.

I barely had a chance to help.
Ms. Pat managed everything.

She's truly capable.

She's good at both household chores
and professional work.

Shall we eat?

Good. Let's eat.

Good.

Ms. Pat.

Then let me prepare
the first bite for you.

Sure.

Consider it my way of thanking you
for being so kind to me.

Thank you. It must be tasty.

This bite is specially prepared for you.

Thank you.

Well? Is it good?

What's wrong with her?

I have no idea. I'll go check on her.

What did you make me eat?
There was blood and worms in it.

Are you feeling sick?

What you spat out were
the side dishes from the Vietnamese rolls.

That's not true. Look--

Just now there were worms and blood.

Maybe your eyes
were playing tricks on you.

If you happened to be someone
who likes gossiping and slandering others,

I'd think the spirits

were punishing you
and making your mouth rot with worms.

Please wash your hands and mouth.
Mr. Phum is waiting to eat.

The food will get cold.

You won't eat anymore, Ms. Pat?

No.

Eat it, Pakarang.

I'm not hungry.

You won't eat and Ms. Pat won't eat.
So I'm the only one eating.

I'm not feeling very well.

Are you alright?

I'm fine.

Please continue enjoying your meal.

I'll excuse myself now.

-I'll walk you out.
-It's fine.

It's only a short distance.

I know

why you've been feeling unwell.

You know?

The fresh food in the refrigerator,
the ready-made food,

even the food I brought,
you haven't touched any of it.

Don't be so considerate of me
that you end up making yourself sick.

I'm worried about you.

And what about me?

Have you ever worried about me?

Have you ever missed me?

You're so cruel, Mr. Phum.

You're crying…

I'm just happy

that you care about me.

Then promise me something.

From now on, don't hesitate
to eat any of that food anymore.

Okay.

I need to wash my face.

It's not time yet.

Thank you for the ride.

You should head back
before my father sees you.

See you tomorrow.

See you.

Dad.

Why did you lie?

I'm sorry, Dad. I'm sorry, Mom.

It's my fault.

I invited Kaimook out.

Then why didn't you
ask my permission directly?

Sneaking around like this
shows no respect for her elders.

I was afraid you wouldn't allow it,

so I suggested that Kaimook lie.

Mr. Narathon…

I apologize.

I apologize to both of you.

Where did you take my daughter?

We went to watch a movie

and then had dinner.

You can't fool me.

If it were only that,
my daughter wouldn't have needed to lie.

I know my daughter.

I'll give you one more chance.

If you're still planning to lie to me,
you will never see Kaimook again.

Fine. If you're not going to talk,

then leave.

Wait, Dad.

Mr. Narathon really did lie.

Kaimook.

But he lied
because he was trying to help me.

What do you mean?

I went to help Mr. Phum
with the photo exhibition

that's raising funds
for a coral restoration project.

I wanted to contribute.

I wanted to be part of it.

Most of the photographs were taken by me.

So I was afraid to ask your permission

because I thought you'd never agree.

Next time, don't assume things
and drag someone else into trouble.

I'm sorry.

You may have wanted to help Kaimook,

but lying never improves anything.

The thing I hate most is dishonesty.

But this time, I'll let it slide.

If it happens again,

I won't be so considerate.

I'm sorry.

And thank you
for giving me another chance.

In that case, I'd better get going.

Goodbye.

Good morning.

Mr. Narathon…

You know me?

Oh, Kaimook.

Mr. Phum.

-Hello.
-Hello.

I didn't expect to see you here.

I came with Kaimook.

I'm worried about her safety.

You can rest easy.

There are CCTV cameras everywhere,
including my office.

And more importantly,
the CCTV here has never once broken down.

Kaimook, this way, please.

Pakarang, please bring orange juice.

Yes.

I'll wait outside.

Pakarang?

I remember you now.

You're the woman my father brought
to stay at the condo.

You know me?

I saw you at the hospital.

But I learned your name

from my father's wife.

Oh, I see.

Don't you feel anything?

Feel what?

About living with a man
who already has a wife.

I know it's none of my business.

I just want to warn you.
My father is no ordinary man.

Be careful.

Thank you, Mr. Narathon.

You're still as kind as ever.

But don't worry.

I won't let myself
be fooled a second time.

Your orange juice.

How did you know I like
lime squeezed into my orange juice?

I'm glad you understand my intention
and agreed to help.

Thank you very much.

I'm the one
who should thank you, Mr. Phum.

If everyone wanted to help conserve

and restore natural resources
the way you do,

nature would stay with us forever.

Then shall we go to the gallery now?

You'll get to meet Ms. Pat too.

Of course.

Well.

Why won't you answer?

-It's probably just a coincidence.
-That's not true.

There's only one woman
who knew I drank orange juice with lime.

Who is that?

Don't answer my question
with another question.

When we came in, you called my name

even though you've never met me before.

Who are you really?

You're Mr. Phum's son.
Why wouldn't I know you?

And the orange juice?

Well.

I already told you.
It must be a coincidence.

I happen to like orange juice
with a little lime too.

I even put lime in iced black tea.

So I must have put it
in yours without thinking.

Then why didn't you put lime
in the other two glasses?

Why won't you answer.

I'm asking you.

Narathon.

What are you doing?

Mr. Narathon was going
to carry the tray for me.

I'm going to the gallery. Go get ready.

Yes.

I'm going to the restroom first.

You can wait by the car.
I'll follow you soon.

I want to talk to you.

But I have nothing to say to you.

Narathon.

Thon.

Pakarang is a good person.

I'm asking you,
not to say anything that will hurt her.

I'm so proud

to have such a gentleman for a father.

But be careful.

The mask you're wearing
is about to fall off.

What are you imagining now?

I hope what I'm imagining

is wrong.

Can you stop speaking
in riddles and insinuations?

Just say it directly. I'm sick of this.

If you weren't my son, I would've
punched you several times already.

Mr. Narathon, try this orange juice.
It's super sweet.

Too sweet. I don't like it.

But orange juice is very good for you.

It has vitamin C too.

I read that in a book.

Try it.

It's good.

Then from now on,

I'll make orange juice
this way just for you.

It'll be my way of thanking you
for tutoring me.

Thank you.

You still remember these things.

Pakarang.

Did Narathon say something to you?

No.

He must have misunderstood
our relationship.

If he said or did anything hurtful,

then I apologize on his behalf.

Mr. Narathon didn't say
or do anything wrong to me.

You don't need to worry.

I think you're very lucky
to have a son like him.

Shall we go?

Yes.

Don't you want to ask me anything?

No.

But I want to explain.

No need.

Pakarang isn't just a secretary.

She's my father's new woman.

I didn't want her to end up
with the same fate as Sarai, so…

I know.

-Uh, you…
-Don't think too much about it.

Mr. Narathon only came
to warn me about Mr. Phum.

You should stay away from Mr. Phum too.

What do you mean?

For now, that's all I can tell you.

One day, you'll understand.

Thank you very much, Ms. Kaimook.

If it weren't for you,
I wouldn't be here today.

Ms. Pakarang talked
as if she'd known me before.

I felt the same way.

But I'm sure I've never met her.

The way she talks
and behaves reminds me of…

Who?

Sarai.

Could she be related to Sarai?

Are you saying

she got close to my father to investigate
Sarai's death,

just like we are?

I'm not sure.

But she doesn't seem to like your father.

So why would she agree to become…

Mr. Phum's woman
unless she wants something?

I think we should keep
a close eye on this woman.

Maybe,

we might discover the truth
sooner than we expected.

Is that you, Sarai?

You must die!

Sarai!