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01x04 - Giving Life to the Dead

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Dalah: Death and the Flowers". Aired: February 27, 2025.*
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When her client dies on the eve of his wedding, a florist sets out to find the k*ller, unearthing high society's dark secrets while keeping her own.

01x04 - Giving Life to the Dead

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We've got the evidence.

Why bother planning any further?

Let's just go straight to the police.

Well…

This involves the Uathepa.

If we go to the police,

we might end up in trouble ourselves.

Your family is quite influential.

I'm sorry.

You're not the one

who should be apologizing.

But… he is your boyfriend.

Can we really make a difference?

The evidence from Pam

leaves no room for doubt.

And we owe Bee our thanks

for her sacrifice.

We have to do whatever it takes

-to get society to condemn the Uathepa.

-But…

Don’t be afraid, Bee.

I'll protect you.

DALAH: DEATH AND THE FLOWERS

We're moving forward in our investigation

based on the available evidence,

and we are very close

to finding the perpetrator.

I'd like to take this opportunity

to urge Dr. Narisa Tangsinsup

to turn yourself in to the authorities

to prove your innocence.

If anyone is harboring her

or detaining her against her will,

you are breaking the law.

So, if you're watching this,

-release her immediately.

-Sir?

-Go ahead.

-So, Dr. Narisa is another victim?

She's been kidnapped, hasn't she?

We can’t confirm that yet.

Permission to interrupt, sir.

Sir.

Someone wants to identify the offender.

Please, sir.

Take it from here.

-Sir!

-Sir, wait!

-What's happening, sir?

-Don't do that!

-Sir, please wait!

-Sir!

-Sir!

-Sir!

-What's happening?

-Sir!

I've known from the start.

That woman hates Uncle Ohm.

They had a big fight once

and she almost called off the wedding.

But he wouldn’t let her.

What did they fight about?

Uncle Ohm was using Narisa.

I'm telling you,

Uncle Ohm is a fake.

Our family propped him up

as some respectable figure,

but he's actually a cad.

He did shitty things to countless women,

and Narisa found out.

-Off the record.

-What?

You said you wanted the truth.

Well, this is the truth.

Keep typing.

You think Ohm’s death was out of jealousy?

Sure it was!

And revenge, perhaps.

He used Narisa to polish his image.

Polish his image?

Yeah, make himself

seem respectable, so cool.

His so-called feminist campaign,

his punch lines, and all that.

One last thing I want you to think about.

His fans screamed for him

without even knowing

he didn’t come up

with any of those clever quotes.

Narisa was his brain…

…and his wallet.

But in reality, she did it for herself.

She backed Ohm to push through the law,

so she could build a shopping mall

over Uathepa Square,

raking in billions,

without anyone daring to stop her.

All because she wanted

to prove herself to her father.

She thought

helping him

would put her in the limelight,

or at least get her some credit.

But not at all.

We’ve talked about this.

You can run this campaign

only after the party accepts me.

And the credit needs to be in my name.

You can’t claim it as your own.

And what’s this?

You said it once on stage,

then again in an interview?

You know what?

I didn’t even come up with that quote.

I took it from Margaret Thatcher.

-Risa, when a man talks "feminism"…

-Wait.

it’s seen as cool.

But when a woman says it,

it's hysterical.

sh*t!

Lately, she’s been

living with him in hatred,

but she stuck through the engagement

because she wanted Uathepa Square.

Guess she couldn’t take it anymore.

That night,

it must’ve been her last straw.

Uncle Ohm started insulting Narisa,

accusing her of trying

to ruin his political career

and his family’s reputation.

He pushed her.

What the hell, Pam?

Why did you mess with my girlfriend?

f*ck your fake feminism!

I did respect her. I let her on top.

But she was too weak to ride me.

f*ck you!

Why don’t you ask her

if she prefers your cold finger

or my warm rod?

I tried to stop them,

and that’s how I got these cuts.

Narisa did it.

Kris told me a completely different story.

And you believe him?

Kris might have

something going on with Narisa.

"Something"?

Pam, do you know where Narisa is?

Useful information.

Pam.

Pam!

What did she say?

She said Risa did it.

So, if we find her,

Pam could be our eyewitness.

But I’m not convinced.

Pam seems suspicious.

Why would she lie?

Beats me.

But I’m confident we’ll find Risa soon.

Ekapop.

From the clip I got from the hotel

and from what Pam told me,

Risa’s not the only suspect.

There could be others,

especially if Pam’s claims about

Ohm’s history with women are true.

Don’t listen to that girl.

She's the family’s black sheep,

always causing trouble.

Just now, you said Pam wouldn’t lie.

Dammit, Montree.

You know how men are.

Ohm wasn’t any worse

than the rest of them.

You’d better focus on finding Risa.

Got it?

Back to the m*rder

of Mr. Anusorn "Ohm" Uathepa,

it looks like "Big Montree" is trying

his best to track down the perpetrator.

-From a political standpoint…

-Hey.

Have you been following

the Anusorn m*rder story?

Hey!

-Yes?

-Such a pity.

Anusorn was still so young,

don’t you think?

Here.

Take it.

Believe me, now that Montree is in charge,

he’ll catch the k*ller real soon.

You know Chief Montree?

Of course.

He’s handled

all kinds of high-profile cases.

Like that "Ma’am X" case. Heard of it?

That was almost 30 years ago.

A Western woman died,

and there was an X-shaped cut on her face.

Once Montree got involved,

he found the k*ller right away.

Ma'am X…

Uathepa Street.

"Ikebana" derives from

the Japanese words "ike" or "ikeru",

meaning "to keep alive" or "arrange",

and "hana", which means "flowers".

Together, it means arranging flowers

or giving life to them.

Originally…

Hey.

Japanese monks

arranged flowers for religious purposes.

-Later…

-Come, quick.

And later…

Miss, shouldn’t you talk

to your boyfriend first?

Otherwise, we won’t get anywhere

with the lesson.

Delivery boy.

Not boyfriend.

Yeah…

Please excuse me.

You can start

with your flower arrangement.

Delivery boy?

Delivery boy.

Hasn’t your 6-star hotel

taught you any manners?

But this is important.

Nothing is important

when you're arranging flowers.

But…

Come.

No, I’d rather not sit.

Hi.

-Miss--

-Centuries later,

flowers took on a bigger role

in various rituals

and became a symbol of faith.

Miss Dalah, excuse me--

They became part of people's lives,

in ceremonies and traditional practices.

I told you this is very important.

You have a death wish?

The essence of Ikebana's way

reflects the profound interplay

between mighty nature

and humans, mere cogs

in its expansive machinery.

You might wonder

how such a concept

is conveyed through flower arranging.

We do this by creating a dialogue

among the various elements in the vase.

Try to angle them towards one another

or set them apart.

Explore different heights.

Leave some spaces empty.

Ultimately,

you're not just arranging flowers.

You're imitating nature itself.

Remember when I told you

that the essence of flower arranging

is to give life to flowers?

What does that really mean?

It means

we're giving life to what is dying

or already dead through our arrangements.

In other words,

we're prolonging the beauty of what

has passed for as long as we can.

For you, miss.

This Sarath guy is cute.

He kind of suits you.

You think "cute" suits me?

I'd like to take this opportunity

-Well, he is useful.

-to urge Dr. Narisa Tangsinsup…

Useful for your work or your heart?

…to turn yourself in to the authorities.

If anyone is harboring her

or detaining her against her will,

you are breaking the law.

So, if you're watching this, release her--

Your friend is really good at hiding.

My neighbors are total busybodies,

but no one’s caught wind of anything.

Narisa’s trying to figure out what to do.

She won’t bother you

with your room much longer.

It’s not a bother.

It’s hard to find

high-quality tenants anyway.

Well, for now,

I’ll just keep an eye out for her.

Keep an eye out?

Tada!

My dear Jerd proudly presents…

There’s still so much I don’t know

about you and Jerd.

Well, Jerd’s a bit of a tech geek.

And here comes our protagonist.

That's sooner than I expected.

Miss Risa.

It's me.

MISS DALAH

-Noomnim, what’s wrong?

-Well.

-Miss Risa…

-I what?

What? Hang up. Don’t make them worry.

It’s a misunderstanding. I’m sorry.

I'm sorry.

Miss Risa,

you almost gave me a heart attack!

Why did you go out? People could see you.

No, they won’t.

Where did you get the cigarette from?

What are you, my warden?

Sorry. I’m just worried.

I found it in this room.

Miss Risa,

you have to take care of yourself.

Everyone’s worried about you.

Not everyone.

Believe me.

That b*tch used us.

When will you ever get it, Xinxin?

But Pam,

you’re the one who started all this.

I was just angry back then.

But she used our trauma

as leverage against Uncle Ohm.

She didn’t even care

who’d get hurt the most.

That b*tch might actually k*ll Uncle Ohm.

But Kris said Aunt Risa’s hiding

because she thinks you did it

and wants to talk to us first.

What nerve!

She’s trying to dump the blame on me.

Can’t you see it?

This all happened

because of her selfishness.

Lek!

Lek!

Where the hell are you?

I had to carry these myself.

So, you don’t want to expose

Uncle Ohm anymore?

For what, Xinxin?

We thought speaking out would help,

but look at what’s happened.

Is it supposed to be like this?

Do we all have to destroy ourselves

just to save her?

But if we don’t speak out,

-what about the other women who also--

-He’s f*cking dead now!

He can’t hurt anyone anymore.

So…

you’re going to pin everything

on Aunt Risa?

Yes.

Ask Kris where she is

and corner Risa until she confesses

that she's the m*rder*r. End of story.

What if she didn’t do it?

Your mother’s right about everything.

Stop being so dumb, Xinxin.

We have to do something.

Dalah.

You know,

when a design doesn’t click,

what’s the best thing to do?

Keep the best part, discard the rest.

Even when you're arranging

just one flower,

it's still a flower arrangement.

But this time,

I’m not leaving anything behind.

Good, if you’re sure of that.

Miss Dalah.

Is it beautiful?

Not bad at all for a rookie.

Thank you.

Do you like it? Let’s register you

for the workshop next week then.

I enjoyed it.

I got lost in it and forgot

why I even came to see her.

Call me when you remember.

Welcome to voicemail service.

Please leave your message--

Risa can no longer

stay in that safe house.

She's going to give herself up?

I won’t bother you anymore.

Thank you for the clip.

Do you think Kris did it?

I only know that Mr. Anusorn

had more enemies than we realized.

The hotel sent me to offer

our condolences to Mr. Ekapop.

But after seeing the clip,

it’s hard for me to--

I’ll go with you.

Good evening.

I’m here on behalf of the hotel

to officially express

our condolences for your loss, sir.

More like to bill us for the cancellation.

No, sir.

Besides the wedding planner’s fees,

we’re not charging you anything.

Thank you.

You don’t have to pay me

the design fees either,

since the wedding didn’t happen.

And since Mr. Ohm

was found dead on my property,

it’s only right that I return

my fees to you, Mr. Ekapop.

I didn’t ask her for that.

You can be my witness.

Yes.

Oh, we ordered these flowers

from Miss Dalah’s studio for you as well.

Thank you.

You didn’t have to come all this way.

Not at all, sir.

Somathara Hotel is privileged

to have served

the Uathepa family for a long time.

-These flowers are nothing, Mr. Ekapop.

-What are you doing here?

-You’re exaggerating.

-Go.

It’s the least we can do for you, sir.

If you’ll excuse me,

I have an urgent matter to attend to.

Apologize for any rudeness.

Oh, Miss Florist.

You seem deeply saddened

by the tragic passing of Mr. Anusorn.

He must have been very good to you.

Well… Yes.

You must have known him well.

Have you been working here

for a long time?

Since I was in college.

My grandma Lamduan brought me here.

Even though I only met Mr. Anusorn

for a short time,

I could really tell he was a good person.

It’s unbelievable

that someone would do that

to such a nice guy.

Look.

Some people think it’s Narisa.

Don’t you think that’s impossible?

They were deeply in love.

You can’t be sure.

What makes you think so?

You’re not family.

That’s why you believe that.

It’s the family

that benefits from Risa’s money,

Mr. Ohm didn’t genuinely like her.

What do you mean?

She’s not his type.

What’s his type?

Young.

Young?

Like you?

Equity and equality.

These two words sound similar,

but there’s a big difference between them.

In politics,

when we talk about equal distribution,

we’re talking about equity.

Equity is when you give Mr. B

more than you give Mr. A

-because Mr. A has a more

-Enough.

-solid foundation.

-Focus.

Xinxin.

How was it?

Do you think I’m a decent teacher?

Yeah.

I’ll let you get back to it.

We can continue this conversation at home.

At home?

Xinxin! You…

READY FOR THE EXAM?

DID YOU ENJOY MY CLASS?

LOVED IT. I'M REVISING NOW

OH. JUST ASK IF YOU DON'

UNDERSTAND ANYTHING

SO MANY QUESTIONS

COME TO MY OFFICE THEN

I'LL SEND THE LOCATION

NOT FAR FROM YOUR HOUSE

UNCLE OHM

I'M HERE

BUT NOT SURE IT'S THE RIGHT PLACE

IT IS. IT'S MY PARTY'S SAFE HOUSE

Hi.

Come in.

Make yourself at home.

My secretary just stepped out.

Something to drink?

Uncle Ohm, are you really free?

Of course.

Have a seat.

Here, drink something.

What do you want to ask me about, Xinxin?

Yeah, I’m a little confused about this.

Let's see.

Right here.

Right here?

Ah, okay.

This passage is a little confusing.

Pay attention now.

The vocabulary here is rather vague,

so you need to look

at the structure first.

Xinxin.

When you pay attention to someone,

you need to look them in the eye.

You smell nice.

I think I’m going to go home now.

Xinxin.

Xinxin.

Xinxin.

Xinxin!

What’s this?

You have a boyfriend?

Speak! Tell me!

I don’t even know what happened.

Who is it?

What’s going on, Prapha?

Ask your daughter who she slept with!

Xinxin, what happened?

Pa, I was r*ped.

r*ped?

Who r*ped you, Xinxin? Who was it?

Who the f*ck was it?

If this becomes public,

how could I ever face anyone again?

Tell me now! I'll k*ll that b*stard!

What happened already happened.

We can’t go back and fix it.

But it’s not your fault, Xinxin.

You’re not the first,

and you’re not the only victim.

Don’t be afraid

of what people will think of you.

Other women chose to stay silent,

but I think you should speak out.

Risa, what are you planning to do

with my daughter?

Hasn’t she suffered enough?

Xinxin,

you’re not doing this for yourself.

Okay?

Xinxin.

Remember,

no mothers want people to know

their daughters have been r*ped.

If your dad finds Risa first,

what do you think he would do?

How would I know?

No one even knows what he’s up to.

But he’ll protect his sons

more than his daughter, right?

I guess so.

Then we must find her soon,

so your father can turn her in.

What makes you think that?

Do I have to say it?

Say what?

You k*lled Ohm, didn't you?

I let her on top,

but she was too weak to ride me.

f*ck you!

That night,

I had had enough.

I could no longer pretend

that I didn’t know

what he did to our daughter.

I wanted revenge.

I wanted to k*ll him.

I wanted to bash his head in.

But in reality,

I couldn’t do it.

I was too weak.

Pa won’t have to protect us.

We didn’t do anything wrong.

But we have to find Risa anyway.

Our daughter must not

get mixed up in their scandal.

Bee.

What’s wrong?

Pam.

Please don’t blame Risa.

Why are you protecting her?

She’s the one who put you through this.

It was you, Pam.

You’re the one who actually

sent the clip to people

when I begged you not to,

but you never listened.

Bee.

It’s the only evidence

that would incriminate him.

You cared more

about revenge than about me.

That’s not true.

Pam.

I took the pills

because of you.

Not because of that as*h*le or Risa.

Bee…

Please, Pam. Let’s help Risa.

Bee is right.

ENTRANCE

I told the police your aunt did it.

Pam, why did you do that?

I just wanted to end all this crazy sh*t.

The clip, Bee’s humiliation, everything!

But you were right.

What happened to Bee was my fault.

It’s still not too late to tell the truth.

It's Kris.

Okay.

What? Why didn’t you say anything?

Kris told me to take you to Dalah.

What for?

There will be more dead bodies.

Kris also wanted you

to bring someone along.

THIS IS WHAT I MEANT TO TELL YOU EARLIER

MA'AM X CASE CLOSED

What’s going on here?

Mr. Vibul.

Your party is in a tight political race.

I believe the party's image is important.

So, I hope you’ll tell me everything

that might be useful

in Mr. Anusorn's case.

Otherwise,

if sh*t hits the fan later…

Sorry for wasting your time.

And thank you for coming.

You told me

you knew Mr. Anusorn well.

Of course, I do.

I’ve been living at Uathepa's residence…

Since you were a college student?

Yes.

I don’t know anything

about Ohm's problems.

But before the wedding,

there was an attempt to blackmail him

by our rival party,

so I informed Mr. Ekapop about it.

He said he’d handle it himself.

Blackmailed how?

The sex clips?

Mr. Anusorn

had a thing for college students, right?

As in…

not just you.

You knew

because you saw him

with other college students

from those same clips that Pam saw.

You’re in one of them, right?

I can’t confirm that it’s Ohm.

Where are those now?

You know where those clips are.

-Spit it out.

-Relax, Pam.

Jaa is on your side.

Are you, Jaa?

Please tell us

where those clips are.

We've got something, sir.

Here.

Send a team.

Yes, sir.

-Anyone in there?

-Miss Dalah!

-Open the door!

-Miss Dalah!

Open the door!

-Break it!

-Yes, sir.

Go.

Go!

Arranging flowers…

…is like extending beauty,

prolonging the life of flowers

that might have wilted sooner

if left on the plant.

Lamduan.

Throw this away.

Humans are selfish.

We want to preserve beauty

for as long as possible.

Seeking different methods

to prolong the life of what we love.

You have secrets.

You don't?

Sometimes,

we could even revive something

that's already dead,

or…

someone who's already passed,

through methods that defy nature

but bring us satisfaction.

All in pursuit of our own happiness.