My Boo 2 (อนงค์ 2..สามสี่ชาติ)

I, Amnaj Techamahapaisarnkij,

hereby declare my will of inheritance.

The house in Pathum Thani, I'll give it to you.

Shit!

Are you ready, Anong?

I'm ready.

Boo!

Was that scary?

ANONG'S HOUSE

One, two, three!

I love you, Anong.

I take an oath to be faithful

and respectful to Miss Anong.

I shall love Mr. Wisarut…

Even if my life has been parted from me.

ANONG'S HOUSE

Stop!

Stop!

Damn you, stop!

I'm sorry!

Anong, can you hear me?

Anong!

I'm sorry, Anong.

Anong…

Anong, I'm sorry! Anong!

Anong, don't go! I'm sorry!

ANONG YOTHANARONG

Thus, it was fated to be.

Thus, it was fated to be.

You're talking to me?

- The story of you and Anong… - Huh?

…Is one bound by fate.

In every life, you and Anong are fated to meet

yet fated to part.

Who are you, exactly?

How could you know about us?

Kong told you about us, right?

You're one of his pals, aren't you?

Not at all.

I just happen to know all this already.

So you're a shrink, then?

One who can look into past lives?

Not quite.

I was there to see all of it.

Would you like to?

Nah, I'm good.

- Thanks, bro. - Wait.

Die!

Bring it on if you dare.

Anong?!

The story of you and Anong…

Is one bound by fate.

Why are you telling me this?

We're also bound by such power, you and me.

If you had just walked past me,

your fate would have been different.

But now that we're here talking…

Your fate is now guiding you on a different path.

If I could go back in time,

could I change anything?

Perhaps.

But you shouldn't…

As rewriting your past

also means rewriting your future.

Would you still like to go back?

Bring it on if you dare.

Kill them all.

Kill them all!

Fall back! Fall back!

Fall back!

BANG RAKAN VILLAGE, 250 YEARS AGO

Lift him up.

Please patch him up.

He was chased by the Angwa.

Help me remove his upper garment.

From which village does this man come?

Such a sturdy form but a strange face.

Doesn't appear to be from around here.

Looks freakish! He's as pale as a ghost.

Who are you? Where are you from?

I'm Jorm.

I'm from Bang Rajan Village.

A few months ago, the Angwa raided my village.

I'm an herbalist.

At that time, I was foraging for supply in the forest.

That was how I got away.

And why were you being chased by the Angwa?

Upon finding out that my village had been ransacked,

I decided to follow the Angwa,

hoping I could avenge my family.

But they caught me

and chased me all the way here.

May I seek refuge in this village for a few moons,

just enough for my wounds to recover?

Granted.

We are in need of men.

Well-built men, if I may add.

Seems to have much strength.

Your build. Sturdy.

It is good that you are staying.

We could use some help around here.

Use your eyes!

Put some force into it!

Yes! Great work.

Don't crouch too low!

Good.

Keep your hands to your sides.

Your sides.

Good.

Get back at him!

Fight as if they're approaching our gates!

Rear flank! What are you all doing?

Anong seems to take her sword training very seriously.

You're correct. She has much hatred for the Angwa.

She trains so she can eradicate them.

Do you know why?

It's because her parents…

Were massacred by the Angwa.

Not only that, she...

She was there to witness their deaths.

Hold firm!

The Angwa stabbed them!

- Again and again! - Lies!

You speak as if you were there.

All of you!

Let us practice the Bang Rakan Formation.

Bang Rakan Formation!

- Aye! - Aye!

Left flank!

- Aye! - Aye!

- With more energy! Left flank! - Aye!

- Right flank! - Aye!

Rear flank!

Rear flank?!

I see your wound has already healed.

You'll recover fully in no time.

Exactly.

Your wound looks much better already.

Your build. Sturdy.

You all! Get back to practicing!

If the enemy arrives, you'll be the first to go.

- Bang Rakan Formation! - Aye!

Fight!

May I join your practice as well?

Let him.

Our troops are lacking in number.

That's right.

If it were me, his head would have already left his torso.

How so? Show me how you would do it.

Like this. I'd strike here.

Is that your parry? Here's mine.

Here's my counterattack. You're dead!

- Not yet. - Huh?

I duck. Your strike fails.

You leave an opening. I stab here.

Your guts pour out. You're dead.

- Not yet. - Huh?

I've got my own moves.

I dodge.

I lock your arm like this,

pin your hand down, and disarm you.

I then switch my attacking hand.

I've never told anyone, but I'm actually left-handed.

I strike through your neck.

You're dead!

You're dead.

I made just a few mistakes this time.

May I try again?

You have no chance against me.

How about me?

If I beat you in a duel,

you and I…

Shall go for a ride to the rice fields together.

What if I beat you?

My buffalo is yours.

No need to get my hands dirty.

Even my apprentice Jorm

could easily best you.

Very well.

Same bet.

Yes.

Go! Go!

Go! Fight!

Go! Fight him!

Go on!

What is…

This feeling?

Jorm! Jorm!

Woo!

Jorm!

Why is my heart

trembling like this?

Such a fierce fighter!

NAKHON PHANOM, 150 YEARS AGO

Chief, where are you from?

I've never seen you.

I am Chief Officer Jak,

from the capital.

I am Undertaker Ti.

This is Undertaker Gam and Undertaker Mha.