Tainted Soul (Kalian Pantas Mati)

Yes.

Yes, dear.

I will pray for you.

I'm sure you're capable of it.

I know.

Tell me if anything happens.

Very well. I wish you success.

Okay. I love you, son.

-Look, it's him. -Oh?

What is it?

What did he draw?

Stay there!

-Don't move! -Why did you draw a ghost?

What is that?

Why? Are you a medium?

You bastard!

Shithead!

What are you all doing?

You dare bully other students?

You still have a long way to go.

You will be treated the same when you graduate.

You will be bullied by others.

Leave him alone, now!

Thank you.

Don't just stand still if you are treated badly.

Sure. Sorry for causing trouble.

Thank you, sir.

Help me.

Marni.

Calm down, sir.

Happy birthday!

Let me see. So funny!

Guys, I think I'll go home now.

-What did you say? -I'm going home now.

-Really? -…my mother…

It's still early!

-Vanessa, come on… -I'm sorry, I must go.

-Are you serious? -Bye!

-Bye! -Bye!

Yes, honey.

Be patient. I'm heading there.

Hello?

Hello?

Who are you?

Who are you?

Hey, asshole!

We have unfinished business.

I'm going to beat you up.

-Hello? -How about it, Rakka?

I've considered it.

I'd better go back to Bogor.

You mean here?

Yes. Back home.

What else do you want?

What is it, Grandma?

Want to show me your grave?

Who do you want revenge against?

Listen, Grandma.

Let's go over there.

Come on.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

Hey! Come here!

Come! Have a drink!

-Excuse me. -Yes?

-Is there a toilet here? -No. The toilet is far from here.

So? Do you want to order a drink?

Bajigur.

Coming right up.

Can you help me?

I want to change clothes, but the toilet is far from here.

Please sit here to cover me changing clothes.

Don't peek!

Good grief!

Thank you!

We haven't introduced ourselves.

I'm Rakka.

Why are you sad?

I'm not. I just…

I'm glad to finally have a chat.

Luckily it rained.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have dared to invite you to have a chat.

Why?

Why wouldn't you have dared to talk to me?

Well, because…

I don't know what to say.

This is your drink.

Thank you. Just one?

What about my friend here…

Where is she?

You came here alone.

I didn't.

Are you okay?

So, do you feel nostalgic?

-I do. -Look at these.

Nothing's changed.

I haven't changed a thing.

When will you clean it up?

I will one day, trust me.

Rakka?

You haven't lost your alertness. That's great!

Keep practicing, okay?

-You still do writing? -Of course! Look!

All of them.

A producer wanted to make it into a film, but I rejected it.

Even if the fee is high,

it's no use if the concept is wrong.

Don't just try to scare people.

The story is important too, you know.

Right? Your uncle is a writer now.

Don't you need the money?

I do need the money,

but I still have some idealism in me.

Still practice shamanism?

Not anymore.

I don't want to be a sinner.

People look for mediums to help them attract someone they like

or to harm others.

They think that all mediums are bad.

We're not practicing black magic, you know.

Even though I'm black…

You can't say that.

I'm just messing with you. Forget it!

-Uncle! -Yes?

I have a question. Do you still get frequent visits by ghosts?

They keep appearing. We can't avoid them.

It's the legacy of your grandfather. One for each generation.

You and I.

Your late mother was always concerned

about this legacy that could trouble you in the future.

That's why your mother tried so hard to get rid of it.

But it wouldn't go.

It still bothers me.

That's why your parents moved you to Jakarta.

For your future.

However…

Here, drink that first.

-We keep talking and forgetting to drink. -True.

Rakka.

Are you sure that going to school here will make a difference?

-There are ghosts everywhere. -That's not the issue.

I know that there are ghosts everywhere.

But, I…

I feel that being in Jakarta doesn't suit me.

Listen, you have to learn to ignore them.

If they appear, just ignore them.

Just pretend that you don't see them.

Whoa! Are you a ghost?

I've done that before

I know.

A SINGLE ACCIDENT KILLED ONE MARRIED COUPLE

THE VICTIMS OF THE JAGORAWI TOLL ACCIDENT LEFT BEHIND A SON

-Volcano? -That's hard.

-Honey drop? -It was easy

-It just spins around. -Do you have a cigarette?

-I have some. -Romy has some.

You attended the party, right?

-Stumble, stumble? -Yeah.

-Excuse me! Sorry, sorry! -Idiot!

Hey, asshole!

You moron! Are you blind?!

I'm so sorry! I didn't see you.

Idiot!

I think I know him.

Teach him a lesson!

Where does he come from?

I don't know.

SUMPAH PEMUDA BOGOR HIGH SCHOOL

Excuse me, sir.

-Thanks. -All right.

Hi! Do you go to this school?

You have to learn to ignore them.

Just pretend that you don't see them.

Hello? Do you see me?

We met at the bus station.

It was raining. We walked under your umbrella.

We then went to the stall. Do you remember?

Sir!

Sir! Wait!

Please, let us in.

-What time is it? -There are five minutes left.

-Please open the gate. -This is a bad habit.

-Please, sir. -Open it!

-Please open it. -Not a chance.

-Mr. Dudung, open it. -I won't!

I can't do it. You do it.

No, what should I tell my father?

Tell him to cancel the donation. The security here is incompetent.

Tell him that the name is Dudung.

So?

You did the right thing!

-Have you heard… -Who?

I'm going to the canteen.

Poor Vanessa.

No one thought that she would die tragically.

Are you happy now that she's gone?

Do you think you'll be happy after her death?

ALL OF US, THE BIG FAMILY OF SUMPAH PEMUDA BOGOR HIGH SCHOOL,

EXPRESS OUR CONDOLENCES FOR THE PASSING OF VANESSA DANIELA.

Erlin, you scared me.

Ms. Tara, I was in the toilet.