The first 200 lines.
Dad!
Golf, son!
Why didn't you tell me you were coming back?
It wouldn't have been a suprise if I had told you.
I got a bunch of new products from the company for you to try this time around too.
Always working hard, Vut.
P'Mai, that's the only reason I'm successful now.
Who's this, Dad?
Here you go.
My name is Tara.
This is my only son, his name is Bank.
We hope you'll welcome us to the family.
'How was the party last night?'
'It was so much fun!'
'I thought Ekkamon shouldn't have done that on the stage.'
'He just got up and danced.'
'Exactly, I thought so.'
'Where should we go next week?'
'l think it'll be Maldives.'
'I feel that there'll be a great band in the next one.'
- 'It'll be so much fun.' - 'I think so.'
F"Golf?
Do you want to take a walk together?
Don't fucking call me that!
I'm not your brother!
Go take that damn walk with your fucking mom.
- Hey, Jieb. - What?
- What'd you do today? - What do you mean?
Your face is looking more fucked up than usual.
Cause you're so handsome and hot.
Excuse you but I'm an angel.
I got a dream that might help you.
Enough, chatting!
Hello, and welcome to the new semester.
I'm Mr. Nikom. I'm your homeroom teacher.
Are you a fag, sir?
Oh my, how vulgar.
You look like a nice person. Why don't your words reflect that?
What's your name?
Where have you been? How can't you know my name?
Look at your list and see for yourself. First page.
The one marked in red. Kanthitat Atsawametanon.
There is a 'bastard' in parenthesis next to it.
- This is my first day teaching. - Okay.
Alright, everyone.
I have a new classmate I'd like to introduce to you all.
He was actually in another school.
But he asked the principal in he can be in the same one as his older brother.
Hello. My name is Baworanant. You can call me Bank.
I moved here from Srichada, Chonburi.
At any rate, I hope you'll take good care of me.
Kanthitat, there's an empty desk next to yours, isn't it?
Let your brother sit next to you.
Take good care of your new friend!
Alright, we'll start the next period soon.
Hey, Golf. Since when did you have a younger brother?
How come you never told us about him?
Actually, P'Golf is only 4 months older than me. So, he's technically my older brother.
He doesn't have shit to do with me. He's not my brother.
Um, let's get ready for class.
Golf! What's the rush?! Wait for me!
What the hell are you doing in my room?!
Dad told me to move upstairs and share the room with you.
This fucker.
Dad really did say that.
We stick to our own space. You stick to yours. I'll stick to mine.
What the hell do you keep dusting for?
They say it's bad luck, you know.
P'Golf, what are you doing?
Why aren't you wearing any pants?
It's my fucking room. Whether I wear something or not is my damn business.
You can go back and sleep on the sofa if you can't handle it.
Is he a fag? Real guys don't give two shits about seeing dicks, you know.
Take a quicker shower the next time. You take too fucking long.
You cleaned your inside too or something?
I'm sorry. I was tidying up your room, so...
- Are you saying my room is messy? - It's not like that!
You like helping out, yeah? Good.
From now on, you're my slave. Do whatever I tell you or you'll get it.
Run and flag down a red van before I get there!
'Yes! ' Go!
What the fuck! I told you to flag down the red mini van.
Haven't you heard of that? What a dumb-ass.
This is called a red van. Remember that.
Come on, get in!
The hell you standing there for? Get in.
Hey, what the hell is this?! Stop! Stop!
You're going too far now, Golf. How the hell can you treat Bank like this?
Even if he is not your real brother, you have no right to treat him like this!
What's in you? Get the fuck out of your business.
- Asshole. - Fucking bitch!
- That's enough! - He's not a slave. You can't do this to him!
- Why are you fighting? We're all friends here. - Look at what he's doing!
Jieb, he can do whatever he wants. Stay out of it.
Jieb, Paan. Don't fight. I'm willing to do this for him.
Bank!
Why are doing this?
Alright. It's over. Come on, we gotta go to class.
Come on, Jieb!
Thanks.
What was that?
I said thanks.
He surely has a lot fans. He looks like an actor on TV.
He doesn't at all! P'Thom is much hotter!
Look, he's waving at me, Bank!
Can I see your watch?
. L-m gonna get going. - Already?!
See you tomorrow!
P'Golf, there is no one home today?
It's like on the board.
Not that many people actually live in this house.
You'll get used to it eventually.
No one doesn't really pay attention to me anyway.
I'll cook for you today then.
No, thanks. I don't wanna get diarrhea.
Do you want to eat or not?
Or you can enjoy your frozen meals instead.
Hello!
Hello there! I'm the owner of this phone.
I left it on a bench near the basketball court.
May I ask where you are so I can get my phone right away?
Oh, I'm at the seating area by the administrative building.
Oh, I see. Thank you. Do you mind waiting there? I'm on the way.
Sure.
Oh, it's you! Thanks so much for finding my phone.
It would've been gone forever if it weren't for you.
You're welcome.
How about I treat you to a meal as a thank you?
- It's on me. - That's okay.
But I'm waiting for my friends to do a group project.
Ah, come on. I'll bring you back real quick.
- I guess. - Wait for me here then.
How did you know that I like papaya salad, P'Thom?
I know a lot of stuff when it comes to you.
- Aren't you going to have some? - No.
You can be full without having to eat when it comes to certain things.
P'Bank, someone asked me to give you this lunch box.
Can I ask you something? Who asked you to bring this?
It's a secret.
It seems like you got stuff to eat every morning and afternoon lately.
I guess I won't see you around the cafeteria eventually.
It's not so bad. I won't have to walk and get tired.
Here. Help me finish these.
I don't want them!
P'Golf! What's the matter?
I'm sorry!
- Hello, Dad? - Golf?
I forgot to leave you a note this morning.
Today is Bank's birthday.
It's also the anniversary of his father's death.
- I won't be home tonight, so can you look after him for me?
Dad?
Where were you this evening?
Why didn'y you let me know where you'd be?
How did you know I was here?
I'm sorry.
I had just found out that today is your birthday. And that your dad
Don't bring him up, P'Golf.
Hey, don't cry.
It's okay.
I get it.
I'm just glad you're not mad at me anymore.
Don't do this again, okay?
- I get worried, remember that. - Yeah. I'm sorry.
Okay, that's enough.
People are gonna start thinking we're a gay couple.
Come on, let's head home.
You've been to Chiang Mai before this, Bank? When?
When I was little. But I can't remember much.
Our school will have a festival next month.
Each class will put on a show to compete amongst each grade.
And I've come up with something for us already!
I'm certain that it'll be beautiful, fabulous, and the most unique!
What kind of a show, Sir?
The Fingernail Dance!
But teacher, how exactly is the most unique?!
We do that all the time, we're so sick of it!
My version will be the men doing the dance.
Guys doing the fingernail dance?
That's correct. I already have a star in mind.
Baworanan. He's probably the prettiest, he can be lead.
Me, teacher? I don't how to.
Not to worry. That's what practices are for.
Aren't you interested in having someone ugly in the show too?
- I nominate Tued! - If my face is ugly then so it's yours!
I'll switch from the fingernail dance to the exorcist version!
P'Golf, do you think I seem like a girl?
- Why are you laughing? - Why do you ask?
Early today, the teacher said he wants me to lead the fingernail dance.
That's like girl stuff, isn't it?
And I'm not a girl. So why does he want me to do that?
He probably thinks you'd do a better job than the girls.
Better how?
Like with the way you are to me.
Can I take a look at these rings?
They're couple rings. This is the last pair we have.
It's our best selling item.
- How much is it? - 499 Baht.
- P'Golf, can I borrow 300? - I don't have it.
Wait for me here?
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