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about the golden peacock?

Who the hell are you?

Sh*t!

Lek.

Is he dead?

Let's go.

Hurry up, let's go.

Remember, we were never here.

Come on! What are you doing?

- I'm scared.

- Standing there's not going to help.

Come on.

Stop shivering! It's annoying!

Ek.

Don't leave me alone.

What's wrong with you?

I'm freezing.

Ek!

Tana!!

Ek!

Where are you?

Ek!

Tana, can you hear me?

Tana!

Where the hell are you?

Make yourself at home.

- Can I put my bag here?

- Go ahead.

You bought it so cheap?

Yeah, and fully furnished too.

It's beautiful.

- How do you like the sofa?

- It's nice.

- I think the color's weird.

- Not at all.

What did you get?

Many things.

It's dusty though.

I haven't cleaned yet.

Unbelievable.

Have you heard the fairytale

about the golden peacock?

In the land of Palanzi...

There were two peacocks

that lived in the forest.

One day...

there was a forest fire.

The peacocks...

promised they would never leave each other.

They would perish together with their baby.

But when the fire neared,

the male peacock couldn't take the heat.

He flew away alone...

...leaving his mate and baby to die.

But...

because of the promise he made,

The male peacock didn't get very far.

He was soon shot down by a hunter.

The peacock was reborn...

...as a wicked bandit feared by all.

One day, the bandit saw the young Prince...

...placing his soul inside a casket.

So the bandit stole the casket

and destroyed the Prince's body.

He traded his soul for that of the prince.

Later, the bandit

met the lady Pimpa.

He fell in love with her at first sight.

But Pimpa left the bandit to ponder.

He was so sad that he slashed his wrist.

But still, he couldn't die...

...because his soul belonged to another.

The hermit found the bandit's body,

drained completely of blood.

He taught the bandit...

...to always return to your true self.

But the bandit said...

My soul is lost.

How can I return?

Your name is Kongkiat?

Yes.

Last name spelled like your insurance card?

Yes.

Age?

Forty.

Home?

Bangkok.

Single?

Yes.

Live with family?

With my mother.

Mother or mother of your child?

Profession?

I work on movie sets.

Really?

So you meet movie stars!

Yeah.

Are you the director?

No.

I'm

Continuity.

Pardon?

Continuity.

Continue? What's that?

I make sure that...

...everything is the same from shot to shot.

What were you doing in the forest?

I was taking location photos.

But I fell on the way back.

Where's your camera?

Probably fell down the cliff.

Beautiful?

Huh?

The view from the cliff.

Yes, it was.

What's the movie?

You need to write that down?

So I can go see it when it's in the cinema.

"Lek The Spy"

Strange title.

Well, you're lucky.

Many people have died there.

LEK THE SPY:

The man wakes without any memory

of what happened.

He finds that his head is being pushed underwater.

Someone is trying to drown him.

His natural instincts take over.

He punches in the seven digit code on his handcuffs.

The cuffs fall away easily.

He carries his weak body back home.

The unlocked door sets alarm bells ringing In his head.

Evidence suggests he's not alone.

The lipstick stain on the glass must belong to his lover.

Jeong Min Ah.

Where is she now?

The Debussy Sonata they played together

echoes in his head.

At that moment,

attackers strike from all directions.

But our hero discovers

that he is able to defend himself with ease.

Where did he learn these martial arts moves?

Then, our hero makes a mistake

and an attacker cuts him with a sword.

But strangely, the sword cannot hurt him.

Is he protected by a mystical charm?

Maybe it's the power of his tattoos.

Our hero presses the hot iron against his attacker's face

until his death screams are finally extinguished.

Our hero stands amid the carnage

still unsure of who he Is or what has happened to him.

He only knows one fact: This place is dangerous

and he must escape!

Only one name echoes in his mind.

Until the truth reveals itself,

only this one name will remain.

He will call himself...

'LEK THE SPY'

Nook.

What?

What was the song you played yesterday?

Which song? We listened to so many.

The song with a lot of piano.

The one we kept repeating?

Yes.

You like it? It's so depressing.

It's really nice.

Don't you like it?

No.

I used to play it during piano lessons.

Can you burn me a copy?

Okay, later.

Which track?

Eight.

'Ballade'

What does it mean?

I don't know.

Maybe it means Dream Girl.

How do you know?

Last night,

I dreamt of a girl,

and this song was playing.

Was it me?

Nope.

Don't be mad. It's only a dream.

Then go listen to it yourself.

Later.

Will your neighbors hear us?

Nobody's home in the afternoon.

Really?

Sure?

You can pick any lock?

Yeah.

Any at all?

Put it this way,

as long as it's not an eyeball scanner

like in the movies,

they're all the same.

The keycard locks are the hardest.

So you're not that good.

So what's your technique?

Very simple.

Just make an exact copy of the real one.

Where did you learn all this stuff?

Why are you asking?

Just curious.

Hey.

I've got a plan.

I'm listening.

Amazing!

Keep your voice down.

Take it easy.

You sure nobody's here?

I've checked already.

Do we take our shoes off?

I suppose so.

When you feel an emptiness in life,

someone's just left it.

That's deep.

What do we do now?

Nothing.

We're just borrowing their home for a little while.

I feel like a thief.

We're not taking anything.

Just want to know about other people's lives.

That's all.

What do you want to know?

The way they live,

what they eat,

how they think.

I still feel weird.

First time is always weird.

You'll get used to it.

Check it out.

Lek.

These are the rules...

One, we don't tell anyone. It's our secret.

Two,

we're only here to borrow.

We don't take anything.

We choose buildings that have no cameras.

As long as we don't take anything,

the owner isn't troubled.

So we're not troubled.

What about this wine?

Sh*t.

Won't they miss their tissues?

No.

Who counts tissues?

Next time,

we should bring our own towels and trash bag.

There's going to be a next time?

Lek

There's a piano.

Do you play?

Do I look like I play piano?

Hey, someone might hear you!

The whole floor's empty.

I'll teach you.

Come.

Sit down.

Try it.

See...

if we didn't come here today,

would you ever learn the piano?

Maybe we should bring gloves next time.

You'll get the hang of it.

Lek.

'CHARMING BANGKOK'

'CHARMING BANGKOK'

You're blocking my way. Go that way.

Which way I go is my business.

Then out of my way.

If you were a man, I'd wallop you.

Well, if you were a woman, I'd slap you too.

Go... you buffalo...

Down... down...

Sbai, this is crazy...

Don't stop me... I'm leaving.

Make sure to rip the lizard's tail!

Mother.

Beat him, as Father taught you.

Then you can marry Sbai.

Areal cheerleader.

Our son won!

Prae has returned! He's back!

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