Chanthaly Page #3
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- 2013
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Should I sell the machines?
Is that what you want?
Take your pill and come do today's ironing.
It's not so much now.
How long have you been
without your medication?
I'll go get you more pills.
Now get up.
Were you talking to somebody?
No.
When are you going to start cooking again?
It's been two weeks with
restaurant food every night.
Chanthaly!
Are you listening to me?
Chanthaly, come in here now!
I'm finished with your pouting.
You're healthy enough to do your job.
You're too old to be acting like a child.
Take your pills and pull yourself together.
Fine.
Good girl.
I'll go pick up some dinner.
What are you doing?
You want me to take these pills.
So, I'll take them.
Stop it, Chan. Don't act crazy.
Stop.
Stop.
No! I'll take the pills!
Stop this right now!
Don't! Chanthaly!
Stop!
I'm so sorry for your loss, sir...
Don't worry about the food
or owers, we'll help out...
Moo? Can you hear me?
Why the hell is the dog barking so much?
Is that why you're barking?
Somebody kick this dog out already!
Chan?
I brought something for you...
I brought some candy...
I hope that you're resting in peace now.
Is it you, my child?
Mommy?
Phetsavanh.
It's really you.
You came to me.
Who are you?
It's me, Phet.
Your mother.
I need to find my mother.
Mommy!
Mommy!
Your mother is right here, Phet.
My name's not Phetsavanh.
No...
Did you think I was your daughter?
Goddamn cat. How'd it get inside again?
I'm sorry! My darling child.
They were your memories.
Our memories.
They're not mine. They're yours.
I'm not your daughter.
Don't touch me.
You tricked me.
I'm only here because you
told me you were my mom.
Phet, you're here because you're dead.
There was never any message from my mother.
Come inside.
You'll come to understand.
No.
There's nowhere to go.
This is our house.
Come inside, please.
No.
Darling.
I understand.
He's thrown both of us away.
I haven't even been dead for a day.
It hasn't even gotten dark.
It never gets dark here.
If they had done the ceremony,
you wouldn't be here.
My father doesn't believe
in the ceremonies.
He didn't believe when he
was my husband either.
He wasn't your husband! And
I'm not your daughter!
Stop Saying that!
Why are your ears up, Moo?
I know what you're thinking.
But you're wrong.
It's just the two of us in this house.
Me and you.
There's no one else here.
Such a useless animal.
I'm sorry.
Please, come inside.
Don't be difficult.
Come on.
I have so many things to explain to you.
I should explain what happened,
between your father and me.
Phet?
Come sit with me.
I'm listening.
I don't remember you being so willful.
That must have been your father's fault.
Of course. How could a man
raise a daughter on his own?
But you've got your mother now, don't you?
Are you even listening?
I am.
You're not.
You're staring off into the shadows.
I saw you before I died.
How did you appear to me?
A girl needs her mother.
You called out to me, didn't you?
Now, I was trying to explain...
Explain what?
After I died, I stayed to take care of you.
But your father took you away from me.
You were gone for so long,
but when you came back...
They left you in the house?
They left you all alone?
You left me.
I didn't.
You're wrong. I'm not your little girl.
You're the one who doesn't understand.
I need to talk to my father.
The way you spoke to me.
Stop, Phet.
He won't see you.
I saw you.
He won't hear your voice.
I heard your voice.
You want to abandon your mother?
I won't let him take you from me.
I don't belong here.
Stop, Phet!
Stop, you awful child!
What did you do to him?
What did you do to him?
Come sit with your mother, Phet.
I only want the best for you, my daughter.
There, there.
Your mother's here.
Don't cry, darling.
You can't speak with them.
They won't listen to you.
Remember that. It's for your own good.
What are you doing in here?
It's been two goddamn years.
And that kid's still
jumping over the fence.
Always sneaking around.
Lighting incense and candles.
Praying to my daughter.
Leave him be. It doesn't hurt anybody.
Chanthaly's gone, Bee.
She's been gone for a long time.
How much blood did you lose, uncle?
I don't remember.
I'll put the bed together
for you, all right?
Don't worry. I can manage.
I don't want to bother you.
I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with me.
I can do it.
You're not fine.
Or I wouldn't be here, right?
You're sure it's okay wife
sleep in Chanthaly's old room?
Why not? It's just a room, isn't it?
Okay.
You should rest. I'll make you dinner.
Were you all alone in the house last night?
Who else would be here?
He thinks that he tripped
over Chan's dog in the dark
and then hit his head on
the tile when he fell.
It doesn't change our plans...
We'll still have the wedding.
He's offered to let us use
the garden for our party.
No. It's not like that.
I saw an empty beer bottle.
But he wasn't drunk. He's not like that.
Sure...
Then stop by after dinner.
Do you need anything else, uncle?
No, thank you.
Do you want the lights off?
Sure, that's fine.
I ask you to leave this house in peace.
Accept these offerings. Find
rest and be reborn in spirit.
You see, dear.
Your family wants you to leave.
They want to get rid of you.
Amen.
My mother told me that the
more you speak to the spirits,
the less likely they are to find peace.
You need to let them go.
You don't even believe in ghosts.
Well, my mother did.
My family is full of
superstitious daughters
that take after their mothers.
Realist sons that work
hard like their fathers.
Our kids will probably be the same.
Is that right?
That's right.
It's only been a few days.
And he's already...
He's...
Only a few days for you, dear.
How could they forget me so quickly?
I did that.
I knocked it over?
You're not strong enough to move things.
What wife were angry?
Are you angry?
I must've set the kickstand wrong.
It's nothing.
It's an old bike.
I don't even care.
So you pushed it over.
Everything I've ever done,
I did for you.
I don't want to sleep here tonight.
Do you want me to take you
back to your parents house?
I can't do that.
What's wrong, you seem a
little strange tonight.
Is your uncle okay?
Tell me what's wrong.
I'm probably just tired.
I'm going to be sleeping
in Chanthaly's old room.
I've been thinking about her a lot.
And I thought I saw something in the dark.
Is that right?
Hey.
I went to a fortune teller
to ask about our wedding.
You know I don't believe in that sh*t.
I'm sorry.
It's not like that.
She just doesn't think we
should have the wedding
here in the house.
We've already made the arrangements.
And we're not a couple that
would want a hotel wedding.
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