01x03 - Deconstruct the Arrangement

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Floral design can be slow
during the planning stage,

often involving debates with yourself.

However, execution is swift.

Personally,

I plan and execute simultaneously,
which takes time.

When you focus,
you can solve problems more effectively.

This is for you.

It's nothing
like the flowers at my wedding.

I bought you a new phone.

Your contact list is already in there.

I never thought it would come to this.

And now…

This might…

make you my accomplice.

Don’t worry about that.

When the real k*ller is found,

everyone will know the truth.

DALAH: DEATH AND THE FLOWERS

Try again next time.

Too bad.

There’s no one here.

After you.

Besides the two families,

I think we still have other witnesses.

You mean these ants?

I mean the plants and flowers.

I need some time to talk to them.

I think you might have

distanced yourself from people too much.

You don’t understand.

Are you saying flowers can talk?

Yes.

The angle bugs me.

The angle?

What angle?

Come and take a closer look.

Hold it, please.

Won't this tamper the crime scene?

We are just taking statements
from our witnesses.

Scared of ghosts?

Hey, why are you talking about it?

I’m not scared.

Not at all.

He died right there.

You need to eat something, Mom.

So you can take your pills.

It’s been two days
since the m*rder that shocked the nation,

and the police haven’t been able
to find Dr. Narisa Tangsinsup.

You’re too slow.
What if the k*ller flees abroad?

No way, sir.

Without connections,
they can’t sneak across the borders.

You’re too relaxed.

I'm not, brother.

I’m just thinking that

Narisa didn’t do it alone.

Well, stay tuned, everybody.

This is another
shocking case for the nation,

The m*rder of Dr. Anusorn Uathepa.

Who else could it be?

Oh.

Good you're here, darling.

Taste it for me.

Wild Rose Tonic.

Shall I decode it too?

Where did this Damask Rose come from?

What species is this tiny Lily?

Don’t bother.

Don’t you already have a lot to decode?

Earlier this morning, protesters from
Uathepa Square still hold their ground.

No mall!

-They call for an end to the construction
-No mall!

and refuse to negotiate with the police.

No mall!

They won’t retreat
until their demand is met.

Good afternoon, sir.

Where are the flowers for the funeral?

Right this way, sir.

Good afternoon, sir.

Oh, hello.

Sir.

Our deepest condolences

for what happened.

Our apologies as well

-for causing such big inconveniences.
-Not at all, sir.

Alright then.

I’ll be waiting at the bar.

Let me know when it’s done.
I’ll come back again.

Yes, sir.

If you need anything else,

just tell Sarath.

Okay. Let’s go.

Well, sir…

What?

I have some information,

but I'm not certain
whether it will be useful.

What is it?

Our doorman mentioned

there was a suspicious car

waiting outside the hotel

on the night of the dinner.

I can't confirm this,

but the doorman said the driver resembled

the mob leader from Uathepa Square.

Sanchai?

-Yes?
-Miss Dalah.

I’ve just learned that

Sanchai, the mob leader,
was staking out the hotel that night.

Interesting.

I think there must be something.
Why don't we go talk to--

What is it now?

Darling, you just arrived.
Leaving already?

I’m concerned about Risa.

The police still don’t know
who the k*ller is.

Perhaps I'll uncover it first.

Wait, wait.

You’re a floral designer, not a detective.

There’s a certain ring to it.

UATHEPA SQUARE COMMUNITY #NOMURDER

#NOCOMMUNITYMALL

TONG WILL NOT DIE IN VAIN
THE SQUARE MUST NOT BE DEMOLISHED

SANCHAI MUSIC
NO MALL

#SAVEUATHEPASQUARE

K. KRIS MAINTENANCE

The touch…

You've given me…

I don’t get it.

We’re family.

Why try to backstab one another?

Risa and Kris? Ridiculous.

It’s just a damn song.

Don’t worry about that.

What you should be worried about

is Prapha knows you were there that night.

Mom, you need to listen to the doctor.

With proper treatment,

everything can go back to normal, Mom.

Is it really the same?

Your knees…

Maybe you wanted me dead

instead of Ohm.

-Mr. Ekasit!
-Any comment, sir?

-Mr. Ekasit.
-Any updates?

-Mr. Ekasit!
-Any updates?

-Is it really the homicide?
-Please.

-Please explain.
-Please answer the question, sir.

-Any updates on the case, sir?
-Is this a political m*rder?

Mr. Ekasit, can you say something?

How’s the case?

How’s the case progressing?

Mr. Ekasit, please answer the questions.

Mr. Ekasit?

Mr. Ekasit, any comments?

You can’t come in.

Sarge, escort him out.

-Mr. Ekasit!
-Why are you pushing us?

Tell us something. Mr. Ekasit!

-Mr. Ekasit.
-Please back off.

Tell us something.

GONE FOR GOOD, ASLEEP FOR EVER

Mr. Sanchai isn’t here.

Interesting.

He was tailing both families
the night of the dinner.

Didn’t expect him to miss the funeral.

I'm thinking about that day
after the engagement ceremony.

You were there too.

ANUSORN UATHEPA

Risa.

Ohm, this is Dalah.

She’s the floral designer for the wedding

your father recommended.

Hello, Mr. Anusorn.

Nice to meet you.

You can call me Ohm.

Pleasure to meet you.

Mr. Anusorn.

Okay.

Alright, let’s eat.

Sorry to interrupt,

but the Front Office told me that
someone left this envelope for Mr. Anusorn

to be delivered immediately.

Excuse me.

It’s about the Square.

That Sanchai

seems like a hot-head.

This is a problem for both families.

I heard at the dinner table

that he came to this house armed.

That’s it. He’s definitely the m*rder*r.

When choosing flowers,

don’t rush to pick the obvious choice.

Take your time
to analyze each one’s strengths.

Hey.

Sir!

What’s wrong with you guys?

You’re trespassing!

Take them out.

-Yes, sir.
-But sir…

-Just a few questions.
-Enough.

Go, go. Get out.

-Can we have an interview?
-No. Out, please.

Sir! Sir!

Hey, what?

Let's go.

-Excuse me.
-Mr. Ekapop.

-Please answer the question.
-Please.

Please.

Koon. Koon.

Mr. Ekapop.

I'm leaving.

Yes.

Hello.

-Sir, we have him.
-Take your seat.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Sanchai.

I hope you understand

why we invited you here.

Invite my a*s.

You have a motive.

-Please, have a seat.
-Dammit.

-Sit down, please.
-Sit down.

Hey.

Please look at this video.

So what?

I know you carried a g*n,

probably a .38 caliber,

and you threatened
the Uathepa family with it.

My g*n is registered.
What's wrong with that?

I didn’t follow him all the way.

How could I have put a b*llet in his body?

Do you have an alibi?

Check my phone.
I was on the phone with my wife.

She can confirm it.

Alibis can be fabricated.

Didn’t you send a threatening letter
to Mr. Anusorn?

Me?

Threaten him?

Threaten the mighty Uathepa family?

You know what?

My friend k*lled himself
because of that family.

I wrote a heartfelt letter
on behalf of the community

and included my friend's suicide note
to the PM-to-be.

Those people are the real murderers,

slowly k*lling us.

f*cking cold-blooded.

I’m not sure it’s him.

What about his g*n?

Don't you have his g*n?

His g*n isn’t on our list

of suspicious firearms.

You sure it’s him?

Brother.

You should’ve seen him threatening me.

Excuse me, sir.

We’ve checked with Sanchai’s neighbors.

Their dashboard camera shows
Sanchai returning home around 9-ish.

Thanks.

They're all involved.

Since everyone’s here,

why don’t you go talk to him
about the Square?

Ohm isn’t around to handle it anymore.

You take care of it, Sit.

Tell them we’ll wait for things to settle.

But something’s still nagging at me.

Do we have other cameras?

Try the back one.

Yes, sir.

Pause it there.

Even with different motives,

two people could still work together

if their goals align.

Kris and Sanchai?

Kris probably knew
the layout of the CCTV better.

He got there on his bike,
so he should've been the first to arrive.

He had time to figure out the blind spots.

Sanchai might’ve changed his plans
and didn’t follow Kris to the studio.

Kris lied about
fighting with Narisa over the song.

In fact,
he was really upset about the wedding.

So, he acted alone.

He must know where Narisa is.

Sorry about the phone.

I think I dropped it while rushing out.

It’s fine.

I make sure not to store
anything sensitive in there anyway.

So, is everything okay?

Did you pull it off?

Well,

I’m not sure.

But I think my mom
might’ve seen us that night.

She did?

Don’t worry, she'll help us anyway.

Have you listened to the demo?

I have.

I’ve had the chorus on repeat.

Love it. Can’t wait to hear it live.

I’m glad.

I’ve got another call coming in.

Talk to you later.

HOW TO TAKE CARE OF A NEWBORN

Your tea, sir.

Is everything ready?

Yes, Jaa and I took care of it.

Thanks. I'll check later.

And you, just stay quiet

when anyone asks questions.

Yes, sir.

Nice flowers.

They have names too.

These are called Gladiolus.

Are you going to bring me
flowers every day?

Risa.

You can't stay hidden for too long.

Montree called.

He wants to question us again.

You know what to say and what not to,

right?

-Yes.
-Yes.

What's wrong, Kris?

Why don't you care about
what your grandpa's saying?

Hey, quit nitpicking him.

I asked because I'm concerned.

He might say something inappropriate.

Come on, Prapha.

He knows what's appropriate

or not.

Wasn't he raised well?

Is there something I don’t know?

You want to know, Pa?

Shut up, eldest in-law.

Say it now.

Chief Montree suspects Kris.

What's Kris got to do with it?

I also hope
he has nothing to do with it, Pa.

I'm well aware

of his importance to this house.

But this "crazy thing" already happened.

Crazy thing?

Who did you write that song for?

Your love song.

You're in love with your aunt.

f*ck off.

Kris!

What's happening here?

All this fighting and slandering!

Why are you doing this?

It's because of you.

Seriously,

your daughter was getting married,

and did you even know
what the groom was like?

What kind of person that prick really is?

-Did you know?
-Kris!

That's enough.

Ungrateful brat!

I wrote the song for Aunt Risa,

just to let her know that even if no one
in this family cares about her,

at least I do.

Kris.

Kris, my dear.

Great-grandson.

You know something about Ohm?

I know more than anyone in this family.

But you didn't do it, did you?

Jib.

Don't worry.

Here are your clothes, Miss Risa.

Chief Montree
is coming to the house today.

He wants to speak to Mr. Kris.

Shall we begin?

That night, what exactly
did you and Narisa argue about?

I already told you.

It was about the song.

-Were you that angry?
-It's your problem to believe it or not.

Where did you go after that?

Home.

My mother can confirm it. Go ask her.

So, you haven't seen Narisa since?

Have you talked--

May I see your phone?

Let me see your phone.

Please unlock it.

N stands for…

Mr. Kris is calling.
Will you answer it yourself, Miss Risa?

The timing bugs me.

Sorry to bother you, Miss…

Noomnim speaking. Is everything alright?

Thank you.

Is that how you named your maid's number?

Is that weird?

She buys stuff for me.

I call her when I need anything.

It’s hard for me to go out in public.

I hope you get it.

What did you and Mr. Sanchai
talk about that night?

Sanchai who?

The protest leader.

The hotel's CCTV
shows you and him talking.

Seems like you were planning something.

Sanchai Music.
Yes, we were planning something.

What was it?

I'm having my guitar fixed up at his shop.

If you don't believe me, check it.
My guitar is there.

I went to Uathepa Square yesterday.

Some people think Sanchai is a suspect.

I'm not surprised.

He's a radical person.

But I don't think it's him.

Neither do I.

But…

Kris.

You know it’s not Kris.

We’re not talking
about this anymore, Kris.

You've got everything.

You’ve got the land. You’ve got
everything. So, what’s this about?

You said you could handle everything
without marriage.

So, what is this?

You know you’re harming yourself?

Okay. Yes, yes…

I told you

that I could handle it.

I told you I wouldn’t marry him.

But you fell for that as*h*le.

-No!
-Then what?

It had nothing to do with Ohm.

Then what?

What?

It’s your grandfather.

The way he looked at me

on the engagement day.

I’m so happy for you.

Are you tired?

Not at all.

It was the first time
he looked at me like that.

It doesn’t matter if I was a top student,

graduated with honors,

or got a PhD.

It doesn’t matter if I was good at my job

or made a lot of money.

He’d never been so proud of me
as he was on that day.

You’ve finally
done your duty as a good daughter.

I know I’m being selfish.

But…

But I’m begging you.

I want to experience that feeling again,
just one last time.

There must be some other ways!

-There must be some other ways!
-There isn’t!

f*ck!

Kris, you do know

that after all that is going to happen,

I will have nothing left.

I’m going to marry him.

Fine.

But I…

The plan is all f*cked!

This is all your f*cking fault!

He’s a f*cking as*h*le.

He’s a f*cking as*h*le
and you’re still going to marry him!

-Pam, what's going on?
-Are you still going to marry him?

-Pam…
-Go to hell!

All of you, especially that as*h*le!

Hi, Xinxin.

Yes, sir.

What is it?

Kris…

Kris didn’t k*ll Uncle Ohm.

I never said he did.

Or you know who did it?

I don’t.

I’m sorry.

-Is it him?
-Yes.

It must be.

Yes, it looks exactly like him.

What are you doing?

sh*t.

Let him see it.

Okay.

SURPRISE FOR THE GROOM

Who else has seen it?

Well…

I’ll handle the file myself.

Don’t say a word about this,

especially about who gave you the file.

Otherwise, we’ll all be in trouble.
Got it?

Okay.

What’s going on?

Listen, Mr. Panot.

How come you don’t know
where this file came from?

Mr. Sarath said the clip
was supposed to be shown at your wedding.

You know anything about this?

No, I don’t.

Did the staff tell you
who gave them the drive?

But you’ve seen it before.

Yeah.

If the file turns out to be what we think,

it’ll be strong evidence
in Dr. Anusorn’s m*rder case.

That’s why you think Mr. Anusorn’s k*ller…

is Pam.

The challenge in deconstructing
a floral arrangement

often arises from impatience

and carelessness.

Sometimes, we may leave some flowers

with bruises.

And the most fragile flowers

may become too damaged to salvage,

leaving us with the only choice.

To discard them.

You’re gonna be okay.

Bee.

Please wait outside.

I DON'T EXIST

I don't exist…

I don't exist…

I don't exist…

I don't exist…

Hello.

If something happens to Bee,

you’ll all be responsible.