Oh My Ghost (Oh My Ghost Thailand / OMG Pee Bpuan Chuan Maa Rak / OMG ผีป่วนชวนมารัก)

EPISODE 1

A 28-year-old male, found unconscious in a car.

Vital signs low, low body temp, seems like hypothermia.

Too many similar cases this month.

The weather's damn hot. How come his temp dropped?

He doesn't even have a history of cardiovascular issues.

This might be caused by a virus.

Every victim has a good employment history.

What's strange is they were all with girls before this happened.

-With girls? -Yes, sir.

And none of the victim's friends or family knows these girls.

Also, the women they were with were very hot and pretty.

And who are these girls?

Just ordinary girls.

Good employment history and clean background.

But none of them remembered what happened.

As if they were possessed by ghosts.

As always.

Out!

Sorry.

Hey!

Did she see me?

Hello, everyone! Pong Kapol is here. Today "The Shock" is airing early

to greet the hot summer's day. It's 40 degrees.

I believe all of you have your own technique to handle the heat.

It could be turning on a fan, the AC, or rubbing an ice cube on your back.

Staying home and watching some horror movies is also a good idea.

It is believed that when a ghost is nearby,

the air around you will be instantly chilled.

Just like what they call "getting shivers down the spine."

Who knows...

maybe ghosts are closer to us than we thought.

Perhaps they blend in with people so well that you can't even tell.

-What should we eat? -I'd say noodles.

How about pasta?

What's up, cuties?

How hot you all are?

Where are you guys going?

-Why is it so damn hot? -I suddenly have chills.

Me too, dude.

Or is it because you want to drink some beer?

Tonight, same place?

Where are you heading tonight? Can I come along?

This time, I will definitely bring someone home.

And if I see any hot guys tonight, I will eat them all up!

All gays?

Whatever! Where is this place, anyway? Can I come?

Deal? I will reserve a table.

A perfect spot for snatching hot guys please.

Where is this place? Tell me.

Make sure you look pretty.

Can't you just tell me where? I don't have much time left.

Damn it!

I am a ghost.

A wandering ghost that can't remember anything.

Who am I? What's my name?

How did I die?

I can't remember any of that.

In fact, I didn't want to annoy anyone.

But I only have two months left.

If I remain a virgin ghost for these two months,

if I can't find a guy to sleep with,

then I will not be able to cross over.

What should I do?

There's nothing I can do.

Can you see me?

Hey!

Hey!

The sky is so high...

It's also a pretty color...

Stress makes me hungry.

Let's find something to eat at the temple.

Hey, Tui!

What the hell are you stirring?

You're doing it all wrong. Stir in one direction!

My arm is a bit sore.

Then go exercise!

Look at my muscles here!

Well...

Okay.

Hey!

Are you really younger than me?

Your face says differently.

Sous-chef...

Tui doesn't look older than he is.

-You look younger than you are! -Really?

Anyone who sees you will think you're in your 20's.

Are you kidding?

I just had a high school student hit on me.

See?

-You know me so well, Porn. -It's Paul.

You don't look like a "Paul" to me.

Stop acting cute.

I'm in good mood now. Sorry then, Tui.

Sure, I'm not mad.

Hey!

Stop it, Tanawin!

Why the hell did you chop it this thick?

We're making a stock. You have to slice it real thin.

Did you really study abroad?

Is this what Le Cordon Bleu taught you?

Sure, they taught it differently.

How dare you--

You studied abroad. So what?

This is Thailand! You need to respect the elders.

Sous-chef! I smell something burning.

Burning? That's the smell of my mood!

I'm serious. I really smell something burning.

I think it's from outside!

What the hell?

Hey! Jiw!

Jiw!

It's hot!

Take it off the stove!

Find a cloth!

-Take if off! Watch out! -Ouch, it's hot!

Move!

Jiw! What the hell is wrong with you?

Sorry! I am so, so sorry.

Look! There's so much smoke around here.

Who in the world falls asleep when cooking soup stock?

-I'm so sorry -You're sorry again?

Did you mean to burn down this place?

You know whose restaurant this is?

Certainly not yours.

Nice weather.

The fog is so thick like we're on top of a mountain.

Rain,

what's your role in the kitchen?

-A sous-chef. -Right.

So you only come in second.

But you're acting like you own this place.

Bossy with everything.

Yet, you let someone like this cook a stock?

Normally, I do it myself but...

this time I let her watch it for only five mins.

Every single second matters in the kitchen!

Every minute we spend cooking soup stock,

defines every dish that we serve our customers.

It's all my fault, Chef. I'm sorry.

It's my fault, I'm sorry.

You better spend less time acting big or gossiping about your boss

and focus on your job instead.

I've never talked about you.

-I don't have the nerve. -Do you?

You have the nerve to let others do you job.

It's unprofessional and unacceptable.

I'm truly sorry, Chef. This will never happen again.

-Make sure you keep that promise. -Yes, Chef.

You, come here!

I got scolded like a baby in my 30's.

It's all because of you!

I'm really sorry, Sous-chef.

You dumb!

Don't you sleep at night like other people?

You're taking a nap at work. Seriously?

If there's a next time...

you're dead.

I'm truly sorry.

Damn it!

Hello, Grandma.

How are you, sweetie?

Have you eaten something, my dear?

I've already eaten.

What about you?

Me too.

Have you been okay lately?

Are those wandering ghosts bothering you?

No, they don't come anymore.

I sleep really well.

They aren't bothering me anymore.

I'm relieved to hear that.

It's all because I am a spirit medium.

You now have to see ghosts like I do.

Make sure you light some incense and pray before bed.

Ok, Grandma.

Don't worry about me.

I gotta go.

Thanks.

My brother is the best.

Of course!

And I am the best at everything.

Not only am I good at cooking,

but also smart and handsome.

God didn't do this world justice.

Yeah.

You are almost prefect. You just need to stop bragging.

I need to have some weakness, right?

People will hate me if I am all perfect.

It's a little too late.

There are at least two girls who hate you now.

Who are they?

One is Jiw, of course.

You are super strict on her.

She must be scared of you to death.

She's no good. There's nothing I can do.

And the other?

Speak of the devil.

I'm here!

-You're here early today, Mom. -Yes, honey.