Bangkok Loco (ทวารยังหวานอยู่)

Hello everybody.

Believe me.

Was this universe created from nothing?

Every strong tree springs from firm roots.

A great warrior must also have strong origins.

Every successful person embarked on their own journey.

Everybody. Every single solitary... person...

Don, Don, Don, help me! I'm in deep shit!

Calm down, Bay.

Pull yourself together!

OK.

I've pulled. I've pulled. But I'm still together.

OK. This is what happened.

I was playing the drums, really getting into the groove.

All of a sudden, I had these knives in my hands.

And the body of Victoria my landlady was right in front of me.

And she was all carved up!

So you killed her?

What? No, I didn't kill her!

Hooray!

This means

we don't have to pay any more rent!

Meaw, Aoo. Were you secretly listening to what I said?

Dickhead!

You're the one who interrupted us

while we were rehearsing.

Awesome. You killed our landlady.

Well, she's dead. But I didn't do it. I didn't kill anyone!

Don't deny it.

Look at the blood. You have to be the killer.

What are you doing?

Well I'm certainly not dialing a pizza. I'm calling the police.

You killed someone. You're a murderer!

I told you I didn't do it!

If you call the cops, they'll arrest me.

Slow down.

Please... I beg of you...

Testing, testing, 1, 2, 3, 4.

We should hear him out.

Beg all you want, Don.

Why are you so keen on helping him?

Is it because you share the same teacher?

Come on, guys. You know me. I'm a wimp. I couldn't hurt a fly.

I hold the sacred Buddhist precepts close to my heart.

You're holding them alright.

1. Don't kill.

2. Don't steal.

3. Don't adulterate.

4. Don't lie.

5. Don't drink alcohol.

Wholesome bastard.

It's not complete nonsense.

Bay and I studied the drums together at the same school.

The Drums of the Gods.

The Drums of the Gods is the name of a subject

an ancient form of teaching the drums

that can be traced back to the Ayutthaya era.

It is extremely sacred.

The Drums of the Gods is the name of a subject

an ancient form of teaching the drums

that can be traced back to the Ayutthaya era.

It's extremely sacred.

Holy. Magical.

Those who practice this art

can transmit the energy of the drums to others.

Practitioners must strictly

follow the 5 Buddhist precepts.

Once a precept has been broken

the gods within them will leave and never return.

The spirit of the drums

leaves the offender forever.

They will never be able to practice them again.

Keep this in mind.

Keep this in mind.

So, if Bay cannot play the Drums of the Gods

it means he's broken a sacred precept.

And that can only mean one thing.

He really did murder Landlady Victoria.

He'll have to be arrested!

Help me!

And that means he'll be

sodomized!

No! I'm innocent! I didn't kill Landlady Victoria!

And I'll prove it!

You're going down, Bay.

I really feel sorry for you.

What a terrible day.

Everything was perfectly fine yesterday.

I wish things could go back to the way they were yesterday

yesterday... yesterday

Come back yesterday... yesterday has gone.

Come back yesterday... yesterday is so far away.

Come back yesterday how I long for yesterday.

He's playing so well.

He can't be the murderer.

Awesome.

Cool man awesome?

Awesome man awesome?

No, not like that!

You see, the name "Drums of the Gods"

indicates it's a lesson for men.

The power comes from the male psyche.

The stronger your psyche,

the better your prowess.

I know you have the talent and the determination

but you are a girl.

You'll never be better than Bay.

Very good... very good, indeed.

But if you want to achieve a higher level,

you have to apply yourself.

You have to draw on your inner male energy.

Use your drumsticks to suck the power out of the heavens.

The stronger your power,

the better the audience will appreciate your music.

Inspector Black Ears.

Sleaze bag.

Coming through!

Who's an idiot, then?

Sir!

What's up, Thongchai?

The victim's name is Victoria.

She was the landlady of this apartment.

Whose room is this?

It belongs to a man named Bay.

He's 20 years of age.

A witness saw him running out, shouting.

I don't think he's got very far though, Sir.

Sir!

Dumb Ass! Over here.

Find the owner of this underwear!

Sir?

This sucks.

Excuse me, sir.

What are you gawking at?

What about this room? Who lives here?

It belongs to 3 people Don, Aoo and Meaw.

They're members of a band called "PC."

Is our suspect in the band?

No, but they could be acquainted

because Bay is also a musician.

He and Don studied the Drums of the Gods together.

Those Drums of the Gods.

Sir.

Dumb Ass.

Get it right this time. Don't screw up again.

Follow the mutt.

Get 500 officers to cover a perimeter of 5 kilometers.

Thoroughly check every 5 paces.

Every 5 metres.

Search high and low. In and out. Left and right.

Be well equipped and move quickly. Yes!

There's no one here. Where are we?

I don't have a clue where we are, Sir.

But this I know for sure they've escaped.

Who's an idiot then?

Come into my fine establishment.

It's our lucky day. We got a gig!

Finally we have our very own concert!

Bay...

Congratulations, guys. Finally you get your gig.

Maybe we should help Bay first.

OK. But let me ask you one more time.

Did you kill Victoria the landlady?

You still don't believe me?

It's not that. I know you wouldn't lie to us.

But is it possible that you

brutally murdered her subconsciously?

Like... in your sleep?

I can't remember a thing.

He can't remember.

Let me help you!

Aoo, are you into witchcraft?

I usually just keep this stuff to myself.

But right now, Bay needs my help.

Wow! What's this?

I'll cast a spell. Hmm, let's see... spell "mind."

M-I-N-D

Louder!

M-I-N-D!

One more time...

M-I-N-D!

Spell it!

M-I-N-D!

Don, get some popcorn.

Holy cow! What have you done?

Bay will recall the past for us.

And we'll be able to watch it just like a movie.

I've seen this movie. "It's about the famous ghost, Nak."

Her love for her husband never died

even though she was dead herself.

I think Bay's gone too far back in his memory.

Spell it again.

Go on!

M-I-N-D!

Here, this is for you, my husband.

This is that movie about the simple guy. "Ai Fak" (Mr Pumpkin)

So, Bay is Mr Pumpkin?

Bay, you've always been a good person.

Oh, Bay.

You are my husband.