01x11 - Episode 11

[bunniefuu]

Who exactly is this ghost?

That's Dao. She’s your mother, Thup.

Then who is my father?

His name is Atikun.

- Is this a cold room?
- Yeah.

Why build a cold room here?

Mr. Monthut Boonkingklai
has died in custody.

You won’t be doing this job much longer.

- What happened?
- They pulled me off the case.

What do you wanna eat after this?

Sorry, Song.

You know there isn’t just one culprit.
We should be able to match your DNA.

Thup’s DNA matches Bom’s.

Maybe they could be siblings.

ANUPHAP BOONPRIM
FORMER NAME

If Mek had been removed from the team,

we wouldn’t have this information.

Before changing to Santi Hinniyom,

his name was Anuphap Boonprim.

Both his first and last names
were changed at 15.

He had the same surname as Atikun.

And the DNA matches you too.

Those two are likely father and son.

And you’re likely to be his sibling too.

But we still have to keep digging

to find out if Atikun

is really dead, or hiding somewhere.

But if it’s like what I’m thinking,

he probably changed his name
and started a new life

in another province
and kept committing more crimes.

I really want to know

how the hell he evaded the police.

Then, can you ask Captain Mek
to check Atikun’s current name?

Already tried.

But we found nothing at all.

It’s like he's really dead.

Bom can still be tracked, but with Atikun,

there’s nothing at all.

If you can catch Bom,

finding Atikun shouldn’t be that hard.
If he’s still alive,

at the very least, they should still be
contacting each other by phone.

Have you tried checking Bom’s
YouTube channel? Find anything?

Nothing unusual at all.

But from what I’ve seen,

he’s been ghost-hunting
and challenging spirits in many areas.

I think…

Bom likely used this to
find locations suitable for his rituals.

- I didn’t do anything.
- Don’t move.

I said stop!

Back then,
when I found that Tukta Siakaban,

I might have interfered with Bom’s ritual.

So a new k*lling began.

Sunday's victim's done.

Hey, what are you doing?!

- Hey!
- Hey, I’m filming!

Damn it.

His ritual was interrupted.

So he had to k*ll
someone born on Sunday again.

SUNDAY

Om. Mae Sue, bought to worship
the black house spirit.

The golden house spirit, buried,

lying sealed within an earthen effigy.

I invoke Vijitmawan.

Rise. Look forth.

Breathe your will into this house.

Sunday.

If you hadn’t found those dolls,

I wouldn’t have gotten this close to them.

But I still feel guilty anyway.

Stop obsessing over Atikun.

Let's finish this case quickly,

and leave all that behind.

But I don’t want others to bully you.

How can a cop fall for a k*ller’s kid?

Who said that? Huh?

I’ll punch them in the mouth.

I’m protecting your career
as a police officer.

Can you stop talking now?

What?

If I don’t stop,
are you going to kiss me again?

Then I’ll just keep talking.

Seeing you tease me like this again,
I feel more at ease.

If you don’t mind, then I’m okay.

Any progress on Bom?

No movement yet.

The car is still parked in the same spot.

But I’ve ordered
the entrances and exits to be sealed.

We’re waiting for
the spare key from management.

Sing. Why did you
suddenly get interested in Bom?

I thought Thup might be
connected to Atikun somehow,

so I asked him to do a DNA test

in case it matched
a suspect in our database.

- But it matched Bom instead.
- Wait.

Since I came back to Bangkok,

what happened in Sisaket?

Atikun is my father.

And he’s Bom’s father too.

What? What the hell?

Does that mean Thup and Bom are brothers?

What kind of madness is this?

Management says
the spare key is ready now.

- Let’s go. Hurry.
- This way.

Looks like a worship of Mae Sue.

But changed from worship to a curse.

Changed from white to black.

Normally, villagers worship Mae Sue

for newborn babies' protection.

But some people misuse it like this.

This is seriously messed up.

Send it for testing too.

- See if it matches the clay.
- Yes, sir.

Sing, come take a look at this.

This calendar has
Song’s name written on it too.

JANUARY
SONG'S BIRTHDAY

It matches Sunday.

Song?

The kid in Bom’s g*ng.

Yes.

Try contacting him.

If Song was really born on Sunday,

Bom probably dragged him off
for the ritual already.

Then who’s gonna be the next victim?

The ritual has to follow
the days in order, right?

So if Song was born on Sunday,

the next one has to be Monday.

Bom, Santi.
Jump, Thitiphon. Song, Songsin.

Dear, Rasorn.

I think this one was born on Monday.

How do you know?

People born on Monday
can’t have Thai vowels in their names.

It’s considered inauspicious.

Dear.

Born on the 25th, month 11, 2002.



Damn, Dear really was born on Monday.

Then the next victim has to be her.

sh*t.

This place is creepy as hell.
The client would love it.

Hey…

If Song still hasn’t shown up,

maybe… maybe we should go back.

Hey…

Ugh.

Let’s leave.

Leave, my a*s. We’re already here.

This room’s perfect. Great content.

Look. Damn, it looks so real.

What was that?

I think it’s that room.

Let’s leave.

Did you hear something?

Hey, hey, just leave.

Just wait. We’ve already come this far.

Jump!

Jump! Jump.

Jump, wake up.

Bom. Bom.

Monday's victim's done.

Tuesday's victim's done too.

What’s wrong with you?
You haven’t talked to me since earlier.

Or are you still annoyed with me about

those ritual cleansings?

If that was the case,

would you stop doing it for me?

Oh. Probably not.

The reason I do those rituals

is because Master Aisoon once warned me

that if I didn’t,

people close to me
could get caught in it too.

And the reason I took holy water baths,

- being soaked like a stray dog is because…
- Because of superstition.

I just don’t want
that person to be you, Sey.

Just thinking that
something might happen to you,

my heart nearly shattered.

If you had told me beforehand,

I wouldn’t have gotten angry.

If I told you, we’d end up fighting.

I don’t want us
to fight like before anymore.

Every time we disagreed,
everything fell apart.

I don’t want that.

But if we don’t talk honestly,

it’ll just turn into
an undercurrent later.

And I’m not okay with that either.

But from now on, I’ll adjust.

But…

if you’re going to do
something like this again,

just tell me first. Okay?

This is…

the protective shell
I told you to carry, right?

You actually kept it with you.

Yeah.

I carry it all the time.

So you believe in this stuff now?

No.

I don’t really believe in this stuff.

But I believe in you.

If you tell me to carry it, then I will.

Because I want to be with you forever.

I’ve chosen already.

What is this? Suddenly getting all sweet.

I don’t know how to react now.

I can be sweeter than this.

Wait.

You’re not supposed to wear the shell
while doing it.

This is my old place.

For now, use it as a safe house
while you’re suspended.

Make yourself at home.

About how many hours ago?

Yes. Alright. Thank you very much.

Everyone. I’ve contacted Dear’s parents.

They said Dear left home this afternoon.

Her phone is off. They can’t reach her.

I’ll try requesting additional
CCTV footage from private sources.

What about the other kids
in the g*ng? Jump?

Can’t contact him.
Looks like the whole g*ng vanished.

I think this is a really bad sign.

YOUTUBER g*ng

JUMP, DEAR, SONG, BOM

SANTI THAM
KUHEAN, AISOON

WARIT, DECEASED. NATEE, DECEASED.
DARIN, TARGETED.

Hungry?

I'm good.
I don’t really feel like eating anyway.

You're basically skin and bone.

Don’t you usually fuss about food?

Come on. I’ll take you to eat.

Come on.

Have you heard from Singha?

Not yet.

Oh, right.

I think we should go see Sing,

so we can tell him about Santi Tham House.

Will we get to keep our jobs?

Right now, our heads are already
on the chopping block.

Big Pong won’t like it for sure

if he finds out the medical examiner

nudged the police to reopen the case.

Screw it.

We’re doing the right thing.

If we get fired, so be it.
As long as you’ve got me.

That’s badass.

Because our heads will roll together.

Sey.

Who taught you
to say things like bad omens.

Just kidding.

Can you come closer? Another round?

Excuse me.

Could you please sign
these documents, Doctor?

Of course.

Got a headache?

A little.

You’ve got a fever.

You should rest a bit.

You haven’t rested
since you got back from Sisaket.

Victims can’t wait.
Cops don’t get to rest.

But…

But what?

But you’re older now.

I’m saying this because I care.

If you don’t rest, you’ll get sick.

Don’t you love someone once they’re older.

When I get older,

will you love me less?

Well?

So, do you love me or not?

Of course I love you.

No matter how old you get,
I’ll still love you.

Then there's no need to rest anymore.

Just hearing that already cured me.

What? Haven’t you heard

the saying love makes people stronger?

Sweet stuff like this doesn’t suit you.

It just doesn’t fit.

You’ve got the nerve to tease me now.

You don’t have to be that sweet.

I’m getting all grossed out.
I'm gonna puke.

You're teasing me, huh?

Come in.

These images were taken
from Santi Tham House.

This room is in the inner zone
on the second floor.

It was tightly locked.

You guys think there’s something
in the cold room?

Bodies. Or victims.

They might still be frozen inside.

A cold room helps preserve the bodies.

From the victims you’ve examined,

is this kind of storage method possible?

If the room temperature
is below 5 degrees,

and the victim’s clothing is thick enough,

and if the k*ller forces the victim
into a curled position,

the brain slows down,

and the body enters hypothermia.

The organs gradually shut down

and cease to function.

And how long does that take?

Several hours.

So if the k*ller used this method
and the victim isn’t dead yet,

we still have a chance
to get there in time.

Found the car.

Jump’s car turned off the main road
toward the southern route.

- Send our men.
- Yes, sir.

Sing.

Did you forget?

We’ve been pulled off this case.

What authority do you have to give orders?

I’ll track Jump myself.

Then I’ll handle Santi Tham House.

Sing. This is Jump’s car.

Mek. Follow me in.

Should we split up and search?

No. It’s dangerous right now.

But it increases the chance
of finding the victim.

We’re racing against time.

Mek, go get the radio.

Dad, please sign this for me.

I told you already. No means no.

But we have this much
credible information already.

Are you going to let
the criminal walk free?

The case is closed.

I remember transferring you to
Central Investigation already, don’t I?

But it’s really not over yet.

I’m asking for just one signature.

Let me search Santi Tham House

to see what’s really inside.

Stop working on this damn case already!

I swallowed my pride

and sent you back to Central Investigation

to preserve what little
police honor you have left.

But you keep
trying to play the righteous cop

in some morality drama with your friends.

I’m just here to inform you
that I’m going to search Santi Tham House.

And if you don’t sign the approval,

then be aware that
I might start talking about

the things you’ve been covering up.

I’m your father.
How dare you talk to me like that?

Send people to Santi Tham House now.

King.

As for the warrant, it'll be there.

Who do you think you are? King.

Get back here right now.

You ungrateful b*stard.

Thup.

Thup.

Mek.

Follow me.

We have to find out

where the key to that suspicious room is.

And where are you going to get it?

‪Let's search for it.

Hey.

Master Aisoon. Master Aisoon.

What’s wrong, Master Aisoon?
Call a doctor.

Something’s wrong with Master Aisoon.

Excuse me.

We’re doctors.

- This way.
- Excuse us.

Excuse me.

The patient can’t breathe.

- Some water, please.
- Yes.

Try to stay calm.

Darin, hold his arm. Excuse me.

Spit it out.

Okay.

Relax.

Take a deep breath.

Singha. Singha.

Can you hear me, Singha?

Singha. Answer me.

Thup.

Singha isn’t responding.

The radio doesn’t seem to work.

Sing, can you hear me?

If you hear me, please answer.

Sing. Sir!

Thup, let me see the radio.

Sing. Sing.

The signal’s probably bad.

Sing will probably come back.
Let’s wait here.

What's that?

That’s a yantra from Santi Tham House.

Singha.

Maysa? Maysa.

Why?

Why didn’t you believe me?

Why?

I believe you.

I believe you now.

If you had believed me,
I wouldn’t be dead.

I… I’m sorry.

Maysa, I’m sorry.

Please forgive me. Don’t be mad at me.

Come back home with Mom and me.

Maysa, where are you going?

She's unwell. She's going insane.

- Why are you saying such crazy things?
- You're the crazy one, Mom.

Why didn’t you believe me?

I told you to come live together!

Wait here for me first, okay?
In case someone comes back.

Thup. Thup. Thup.

Damn it.

Ugh.

Singha! Singha!

Singha!

Singha!

Singha!

Singha. It’s me, Thup.

Singha.

Singha. It’s me, Thup!

Singha!

Singha.

Singha.

Thup. Thup. Thup.

My little sister…

- Okay, all set, Inspector.
- Yes.

What did you actually see?

I think I saw my sister.

But in the end,

it turned into a hollow-eyed ghost.

That definitely wasn’t my sister.

A hollow-eyed ghost?

I think it was definitely their doing.

They probably sent it to target you.

And with your body this weak,

it makes it easier for them.

b*stards.

They used my sister,

who’s already dead, to come after me?

Do you still feel
guilty about your sister?

If there’s something
weighing on your heart,

you can tell me.

Take her to a psychiatrist. Trust me.

She's unwell. She's going insane.

Why are you saying such crazy things?
That’s your sister.

Believe me. No spirit doctors, no monks.

- Go see a doctor.
- Singha.

Back then, I didn’t believe
my sister was seeing ghosts.

And my mom tried to treat my sister,

using occult methods.

Maysa?

Maysa.

Maysa.

Where are you going? Do your homework.

Come play with me.

Come play with me.

Follow me. Come on.

One day, my mom told me

she found my sister

dead by the river.

If back then I had believed my mom,

and followed what she said,

Maysa might still be alive.

You don’t have to feel guilty.

People are born
with different ways of thinking.

If one day,

we open our minds,

and come to understand it,

that’s already enough.

No one ever knows

when we’ll stay or when we’ll leave.

But one thing’s certain.

Maysa, your little sister,

wouldn’t want to see you
suffering from nightmares like this.

Forgive yourself.

Thank you

for saving me.

You’re the one who saved me.

Dry food?

sh*t.

King.

Keep it down, Sey.

How did you get here anyway?

- What about the warrant?
- What use is a warrant now?

You’re already inside.

Sey.

Go help Darin.

I’ll take over here.

You sure?

Yeah.

Go buy us time.

We’ll meet at the safe house.

Okay. Be careful.

What are you doing to me?!

Stop.

What’s that?

Sorting by birth day of the week?

- Yes.
- I was born Friday,

so drop on Friday.

Friday?

Friday's victim's done.

Friday.

Our goal now is to catch the real culprit.

Inspector King was born on Friday.

Could he have been taken
and grouped with this set?

Right now we need to find out
who Thursday's victim is.

Sing, what about Darin?

We’ve located King.

What if the one he wants
isn’t me, but someone else?

It’s dangerous. Don’t go out.

Once all seven are k*lled,

the ritual will be performed
on the night of the new moon.

The moonless night.