Transistor Love Story (มนต์รักทรานซิสเตอร์)

Have you finished? What a stench!

LAXATIVE

I told you not to use laxative!

This is disgusting!

What are you cooking?

But the kids hate vegetables.

I can't come now, I'm guarding a prisoner…

on the toilet.

Okay, I've got to go. Bye.

Hey, shit it out!

There can't be anything else left in there!

Here it comes.

Hey, this isn't real gold!

No kidding!

I chased you all day for this, you bastard?

You deserve a good kicking! Asshole.

His name is Pan.

He's from my village, but I haven't seen him in years.

Never thought it would come to this! Life is so unpredictable.

Hey, no legs outside the bars!

Some people are wicked as hell but never get punished for their crimes.

Some of them do so well they make me jealous!

Meanwhile a good guy like Pan…

It's strange.

It's as if God's mysterious foot keeps pushing him down

all the way down to this hellish shit-hole.

Strange, isn't it?

How much?

They're paid for.

Who paid?

Hi, Sia Noi.

Hi, Sadaw!

You look lovely tonight.

Who made this blouse for you?

It wasn't made for me, I bought it.

With your body like this, you can be a model just like that.

Don't embarrass me.

Sadaw!

You're very beautiful today.

Watch where you're fucking going!

Stop gawping and wipe it off!

Fucker!

You're still alive, then?

Stay still.

Stay still.

You fool.

It's blood!

It's okay, it will be washed out by papaya latex.

My blood doesn't wash out so easily.

Why not? You have especially bad blood?

Sadaw, you looked happy dancing with Sia Noi.

Every time I looked, you were smiling.

Should I look stern while I'm dancing?

You didn't smile or say a word when you danced with me.

Neither did you! I'm not crazy, I don't talk to myself!

Sadaw!

What the hell is going on?

Hello, Dad.

You're not my damned son!

So it's you, Sadaw!

Sadaw has done nothing wrong, Dad.

Quite the hero, aren't you? Okay.

Come on!

Dad! Please don't!

Pan! Let go!

Out of my way, Sadaw!

Ouch!

Where are you going?

You die!

Eat this! Get lost, you bastard.

You'll float in the canal like a dead dog!

-You're up early this morning, Oye. -Yes.

This is for you, from Pan.

What is it?

Open it.

FOOT POLLEN

Why the hell are you digging that pond?

I hired Noi to do it!

Noi is sick. I'm replacing him.

Why, Dad?

Stop calling me Dad!

When did I fuck your mother?

What are you doing, beautiful?

Can't you see? I'm washing clothes.

Sadaw, you're so cute even when you tease me.

Sadaw.

There's something I must ask you.

I know this may not be the right time…

What's on your mind?

It may put you in an awkward situation.

Or make some difficulty for you.

Tell me. I'm listening.

Can you pay me in advance?

Oye needs it to buy Osha rice,

they'll only sell it tomorrow.

All right.

Please.

-Sadaw. -Yes?

Come and massage my waist, will you? Just here.

My waist.

Sir!

-Sir! -Yes?

Shall I get you some ghost-recipe medicine?

My Grandpa taught me all about it.

What crap is this now? Ghost-recipe?

It's real! It got one of my elderly relatives back on his feet!

You think you can trick an old man?

No trick! It's real ghost-recipe medicine!

If it doesn't work, I'll dig without pay!

So what is it?

It helps you live longer.

There are four kinds.

Elbow Tree, Knee Flower, Toe Root…

and Foot Pollen.

Foot Pollen?

-Foot Pollen. -You bastard, Pan!

Did I say something wrong?

Get the hell away from me, you bastard!

You should show me some respect!

Sadaw, what about my cash advance?

Here's your cash!

Get away from me or you'll feel my foot.

Wait, I haven't kicked you yet!

What's wrong? You look so angry.

Give this to Pan, it's his pay for digging the pond.

He wasn't kidding about the ghost-recipe medicine.

Silly! What kind of medicine is made from feet?

I'll tell you, Elbow Tree is lemongrass, it's the length of a forearm.

Knee Flower is a real flower, and Toe Root is from the roots of a bean plant.

We have some in our backyard.

Foot Pollen comes from a plant that has leaves as curly as birds' feet.

I see.

But why not call them by their real names?

My Dad thought Pan wanted him to eat some feet!

It wouldn't be ghost-recipe medicine

if it didn't have a mystical name.

Here, this is from Pan.

Sadaw, my love,

the May dewdrops are here.

Aren't you cold? When will you choose someone to plow with you?

If it's too late, the furrows will crumbled.

Sadaw is so beautiful. I want you to stay by my side.

But I'm so ugly. People spit on me.

People have eyes and ears, they know when they see.

We have different genders and skin, but we are all human.

I hope in a dream,

boys and girls love each other.

Do you love me?

On the dark night of the 13th there'll be a Likay performance at the temple.

If you'll be alone at home, I'll swim across the river to you.

May you be happy until that day.

Love you as big as an elephant, Pan.

You're so rich you can fire off pellets at random?

It wasn't at random, I was aiming at a water ghost.

You aren't watching the Likay?

No, I'm not feeling well.

Not feeling well, or feeling more like waiting for me?

Crazy!

Shall we perform Likay ourselves?

Sure, you play the villain.

The villain can force himself on the heroine.

You can't escape, I'll do it now, I'll smother you with kisses…

Get off!

Weren't you afraid of ghosts out there on your own?

No! What are you doing here at this hour?

I'll be your friend.

Leave now, or we'll be caught.

I can be alone.

But I can't…

Old Chuey came to hate Pan less than before.

But he still didn't really trust him.

Wait! You bastard.

Hey! Damn.

What the hell do you want now?

Oye asked me to bring you sour soup.

Wait there, I'll come down.

Come up, brother!

Hear that? My daughter calls him "Brother" now! Naughty girl!

Hey!

What soup did you say it was?

Old Chuey thinks that Pan lives only for the moment.

He's too fond of entertainment

and doesn't respect his elders properly.

But no matter what the old man thinks…

…one day he finds himself standing in front of a bride and groom.

Bless you, Buddha, bless you, monks.

May you both grow old together!

Go forth and multiply!

You're taking my daughter away from me, you wretch.

For you, Sadaw…

Thanks, dear.

Guess who.

Sayan Sanya.

Wrong.

Chaiya Mitchai then.

Wrong.

You know what you get for guessing wrong?

What?

Kisses.

What?