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Camera One's fine. Rolling.

Good evening.

Well, the National Sports

Competition has just come to an

and the Pak Nam Po Games

in Nakhon Sawan.

And tonight we've got a story

about the winning

volleyball team the winning

men's volleyball team.

- Men?

- Men.

They're famous

all around the world.

CNN, ABC, CBS and NHK were

there to televise the match,

as if it were the Olympics.

Normally volleyball itself

isn't that newsworthy

but the Division 5

Men's Volleyball from Lampang is anything

but normal.

Ticket holders might have thought

they'd come to the wrong event

because the male player

didn't look very much like men!

Spectators had to check their

tickets to make sure

it really was the men's final.

Before becoming famous, the team

faced all sorts of obstacles.

Any sports person has to

overcome problems,

let alone unusual

sportsmen like these.

What's the name

of this team anyway?

Mr. Kasem Suksun

Mr. Yongyuth Thongkongthun

Mr. Kanchit Sopcherngchai

Mr. Prinya Parnbutpan

Mr. Panumat Na Srichiangmai

That's team. Thank to the

rest for coming.

See you. Take care.

Give me some time

to work out position...

As for everything else,

such as that rules and stuff...

Excuse me Coach.

I wasn't chosen

coz I'm gay, right?

Sweet rice cakes!

Get 'em while they're hot!

Wow!

If they're no good,

I don't want your money.

Yeah? If you don't want my

money, what do you want?

How about... your heart

and soul? That's all.

Better take my money, then.

Come on Let's go.

Hey guys!

You forgot your rice cakes!

Want some extra veggies?

Bye!

Quick! Sweet rice cakes!

Get 'em while they're hot!

For crying out loud!

The little f*ggot sells

all his stuff.

I've been here all day

and can't sell a damn thing.

Hardly suprising...

just take a look at your clams!

Out in the hot sun all day,

all withered and smelly.

How Mon!

Check out her clams!

All bruised and stinky

like her p*ssy.

Jung! You've got a mouth on

you like a f***ing sewer,

you prissy little queer!

What do you expect?

Jung's got a mouth on her

like a toilet.

Hello! Welcome to Lampang!

Good! Look at that tourism!

Looks like a hippo riding a horse.

Couldn't think of anything worse

than being a tourist horse, could you?

I can. Being a drag queen like us.

What? What's so bad about being

two sexes in one, honey?

We're so blessed! You haven't gotten

over it yet, have you, Mon?

You oughta know by now those

stupid sports clubs

will never let queens on the team.

At most they'll take fags posing

as real men, that's all.

I know. But I just wanted to try.

Never again.

Yeah right.

You? Quit volleyball?

Just wait and see, sweetheart.

I'll never touch another volleyball

for the rest of my damned life!

F***!

What did I say? I was right!

Miracles do happen!

Here you are.

Thanks.

Did you see that? Handsome...

strong... a hunk... just my type!

You stupid queen!

Chai! Hurry up for christ's sake.

Can't play for sh*t.

Sorry.

If you're gonna play like this,

you'd be better off playing

scrabble or something.

F***, Chai!

You're supposed to be

double blocking me!

Are you crazy?

You saw it yourself,

the ball curved around the pole.

Do you ever listen to

anyone besides yourself?

You wanna make something of it?

Good afternoon.

I'd like to introduce

you to Miss Porntip.

You can call her Coach Bee.

Coach Bee is a teacher

at Boonyawat School.

She's coached the school team

to state victory three years in a row.

Three years in a row...

what's the got to do with us?

A lot.

Coach Bee is your new coach

for the Lampang team.

What about Coach Chatree?

Ah yes... well... I've considered

the matter carefully,

and have decided to replace

Coach Chatree to... er... health problems.

Coach Bee will asume all his duties.

Coach Bee, don't let me down.

Well I'm off.

- Hello everybody.

- Hey! She's a dyke!

I'm very pleased to be

coaching you.

I know pretty well all your names...

but I don't know

how good you all are.

We don't know

how good you are, either.

A state school championship

isn't in the same league

as a national competition.

Exactly.

And you've never won the

national competition, have you?

So... I'd like to start from scratch and

choose the Lampang team all over again.

A new team means new hope.

It's a waste of time. I'm here.

That's all that matters.

I know who can and can't play.

Mon! Check out this gorgeous

new lipstick I bought!

Let me show you.

Dad! You're always

scaring me like that!

Jung, take these sausages to Auntie

Nee in Bangkok as usual, will you?

Take them straight to her

as soon as you get there.

Otherwise they'll go off!

Be a good boy in Bangkok, son.

I'm so glad you found a job.

For what it's worth. The pay's as

small as an ant's p*ssy.

I make much more selling rice

cakes here at the market, Mom.

Listen to you!

How can a first-class honors graduate

like you hide in an upcountry market?

Where will you be staying

in Bangkok?

Is it that apartment near

Rankhamhaeng University?

Right, Dad.

By the way...

love the foundation.

- What number is it?

- Dad! You're crazy!

Mon! Quick! Look at this!

They're looking for people to try out

for the Lampang Men's Volleyball team.

- What do you say?

- So... who gives a sh*t?

Mon! Hold We haven't

played volleyball for a year.

Let's get back into practice.

Jung. You think

it's as easy as that?

Volleyball isn't the

same as a play station.

It takes more than two players.

What's so hard about finding

players to form a team?

A piece of cake!

All I have to do is flash my ass

around the local and bingo!

They'll be chasing

after me in packs!

- Dogs?

- No, grandma, not dogs. Men!

I've got this natural charm,

you see.

What about you job in Bangkok?

And your Dad's sausages?

So we stay Yes!

A dream come true!

I will survive!

Whatever... but if we don't

get selected for the team.

You're paying my train fare.

So coach Bee's gonna

select a new team.

We won't have any

problems getting in.

We're all fit and practiced.

Coach Bee, Coach Bee...

stupid b*tch.

Waitress! Where's my f***ing

order for christ's sake?

I'm not gonna train under some

two-bit primary school coach.

High school, not primary school.

She might bring something

good to the team.

Sound like you wanna get

friendly with the dyke.

You wanna play

with her tits, do you?

If you ask me, she hasn't got

any tits to play with.

F*** you!

I'm outa here.

F***ing perverts...

they make me f***ing sick.

The whole country's gone to ruin

because of those f***ing freaks.

Hungry? Then get your f***ing

mother to fix your food.

Go on! Move!

No way. It's your stupid idea.

Mr. Yuthachai Srisattayakul

Mr. Kamon Khlana

Mr. Junlaphong Wiwattananon

Jung Kochika's team

ready to play, coach!

First name Julapong, Ma'am.

Next.

First he chucks beer away...

not he's hanging out with drag queens!

Next.

Why the hell do we have

to try out all over again?

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