Midnight Museum

We are not yet open.

Is this the museum that has cursed artifacts?

Help me.

This typewriter...

It's typing by itself.

Yes.

You're at the right place.

This is the place

where cursed artifacts from all over the world are kept.

Objects with stories,

myths,

or feelings behind it.

Welcome to Midnight Museum.

It's doing it again.

Take it. Just take it.

I'm out of here.

Tor Thanaphob

Gun Atthaphan

Foei Patara

Namtan Tipnaree

Saiparn Apinya

Ployphach Phatchatorn

Directed by Attaporn Theemakorn

Hey, you little shits.

Get your filthy hands off my freaking motorcycle.

If you want it so bad,

beg your mother to buy one for you.

Go away.

Jib.

Shut it.

Just take care of him.

Who the hell orders one coffee every day but never freaking drinks it?

Dome. Jib.

Come see me upstairs for a bit.

I have something I need to talk to you about.

From tomorrow on, you two don't have to come to work anymore.

Why not?

Some trouble came up in the country.

I think I might need to stay there for a while.

One more thing,

this place isn't exactly minting money.

Damn it.

Won't you try the coffee?

I really put my effort into making it.

This could be the last cup I brewed, too.

I want to at least thank you.

What will you do after this?

Why not come work for me?

I have a museum not far from here.

Museum?

I don't think I'm the guy for the job.

I can't see myself doing it.

You have no idea what you are capable of.

Jib?

What are you doing?

Shut up.

That's Uncle's money.

Screw him.

No.

He's been nice to you.

Give it back.

Nice to me?

He's literally just fired us.

Just give it back.

Get away!

Jib.

Like hell I'll give it back.

How will I live now that you fired me, geezer?

Jib!

You jerk! -Stop!

You put me into this!

I said stop.

You brought this on yourself!

Stop.

Get the hell away from me!

You jerk!

Hey.

Help me!

Jib.

Dome, you!

Don't! No!

Hey.

Take this.

For real?

Just take it.

Let's go. Let's go.

Damn.

Sweet.

Go.

Hurry up.

Hey, that's mine!

Dome, you ass.

Uncle...

Uncle?

Uncle.

Are you alright?

Let's go to the hospital.

I'm alright.

Thanks, Dome.

I need to talk to you.

You owe me the rent for months.

If you can't pay,

move out by the end of the week.

You seen Dome from Room 612 around?

Answer me when I talk to you, jerks.

Dome!

Hey, stop!

Hey!

Dome, stop running!

Dome, stop!

Oh, crap!

Stop, Dome.

Stop!

Dome!

Told you, didn't I?

Don't let me catch you.

Y–You.

We meet again.

Hey.

You have nothing to do with this. Get away.

Easy there.

Easy, my ass.

I told you to take it easy.

What the hell, dude?

Crap.

Hey.

Just gang up on him.

What the hell?

Where the hell have they gone?

Crap!

You...

Khatha.

My name's Khatha.

Do you remember me?

Of course.

You're...

the customer from the cafe, right?

Where are you going?

Why don't you come inside?

Hurry up.

Take care of him.

I'll get changed.

Yes.

Mr. Dome, is it?

You can drop the mister.

Yes, Mr. Dome.

Welcome to Midnight Museum.

I'm Triphob.

Please follow me.

Are you alright?

Yes.

This museum is open after sundown until two in the morning.

It's not open to just anyone, however.

Only the chosen ones can enter.

This place houses everything from your average objects

to cursed artifacts

from all over the world.

There are no definite categories.

But each piece comes with an interesting story.

All of the collection here is Mr. Khatha's life work.

Who exactly is he?

Mr. Khatha?

He owns this museum.

Every single piece of artifacts

was collected by Mr. Khatha

all through his life,

wanting to display them all here in this place.

All through his life?

Yes.

His whole life.

Collecting all of this?

How old is this Mr. Khatha?

Please follow me.

Your main duty here will be to take care of the artifacts.

The only restriction for staying here is:

Do not enter Zone 16.

What do you mean...

you can start right away.

I didn't say I'd take the job.

But will you?

What?

Sorry.