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You stupid sh*t.

You just ruined the mood!

I just remembered!

I've got a message from your father.

I wrote it down word for word.

"Happy birthday, daughter.

Don't forget... triumphing over

yourself is the greatest triumph of all."

Listen. Even though your show

wasn't exactly perfect...

it was still beautiful.

And I want tomorrow's game

to be exactly the same!

You know, at first,

all I wanted was to win.

But now, the gold medal's

not as important...

as seeing you play together

as a team.

Just like my father said...

triumphing over yourself

is the greatest triumph of all.

- Amen.

- You making fun of me?

Oh! Lieutenant Yut!

Jung... Nong...

You look unusually

beautiful tonight.

Like dainty Cinderella

at the ball?

One of the ugly sisters,

more like it.

This is Lan, my girlfriend.

You're so beautiful.

Thank you. You're too kind.

Girlfriend!

- Jung.

- Nong.

Attention Cinderella,

one and all.

It's almost midnight.

Time to go home.

Or the carriage will turn

into a f***ing pumpkin.

Can't I just have the "f***ing"

without the "pumpkin", Pia?

Move it!

Chat. What are you doing here?

The AC-DC boyfriend is here.

Damned double adapter.

How are you doing?

Why bother? Where's Kate?

- She's gone home already.

- So should you.

Why do three people have

to get hurt in this?

Surely one is enough.

Pia, I hurt just as much as you do.

I can't live without you.

- Where are you going?

- To have some fun.

So what's the drag queen got

that makes her so irresistible?

Mind your own business.

Don't interfere.

Well... if I can't interfere...

at least I can have a feel.

Pia used to star in Sailor Moon

Superwoman Show!

You broke my nails!

You hit my buddy!

You wanna die, f*ggot?

That's enough! Shut up!

Officer, please let me out!

It wasn't my fault!

Oh my precious nails!

- What's that thing over there?

- That? A teletubby.

Does that hurt?

Pia, thanks for still caring.

There's never been a moment

that I haven't care about you.

But we have to care for on

another as friends now.

It's best that way.

- Easy, easy.

- Sorry.

Thanks. What made you jump in

and protect me like that?

I didn't want to lose the best

player we've got.

Coach Bee said you

and I have something in common.

We're both out to win so much

that we sometimes forget

what's really important.

You're right.

All I know is that this is

my last chance,

and I've got to win.

To shut everybody up.

Though I know that even

if I win the gold,

people will still look

down on me.

'Cos let's face it...

gold or silver... it's just a medal.

Whatever... but gold still

sounds better, right?

How are you,

my big Gaunt B*tch?

C*nt! You left me high and dry.

Do me a favor and let 'em go.

They're friends of mine.

Friends?

What do you think, Nong?

Nong? Where's Nong?

Where's Jung going?

Buffalo girl, what are you

doing sitting by yourself?

Aren't you afraid of ghosts?

Jung. Never leave me again.

Never. I was scared.

Promise me... promise me

you'll never leave me again.

Sure. Hey what's wrong

with you tonight?

Nobody hurt you.

Bullshit. Don't kid yourself.

They never accept us.

We'll never belong. We always

be freaks in their eyes.

Nong...

Just you wait and see.

Tomorrow we're gonna lose.

We're just the leftovers

of society.

I've never seen you like

this before, Nong.

Come on. Stop it.

We have to keep on living

in this world.

We're not dead yet.

Besides, bad luck doesn't like

hanging out with queens.

We'll win tomorrow.

Hang on. Buffalo girl.

Tonight I'll make a promise to God

that I'll be by your side forever.

How's that? But you have to

promise first

you'll never think of yourself as

anything less than human ever again.

Coach! Wit's dad is here.

- He's taking him home!

- His father's going crazy!

Sir, I beg you...

Get in the car, Wit.

Wit, I said we're going home.

Get in the car, now.

Grand Final National Games,

Nakhon Sawan

Get your Iron ladies souvenirs!

- You want one, Chatree?

- Don't worry about me, Sheriff.

Alright, he doesn't want a shirt.

What about a cap?

It'll cover your bald spot.

You can certainly pick the

Iron Ladies fans in the stadium.

They don't look like

your average sports fan.

It looks like they're all

trying to out do each other.

The Governor's here today to

present the medals to the winners.

Your team caused more

trouble last night.

They're a disgrace to

the tournament.

They'll be punished according

to the rules.

Excuse me, sir.

But nobody was arrested and

there was no police report.

According to the law,

nothing happened.

But it did.

What's happening is that

you're doing whatever you can to

disqualify us from the tournament.

- Because you don't like gays.

- I don't like lesbians much, either.

It's not just gays and lesbians.

You can't stand it anything

you see a female governor...

a female astronaut,

a female whatever...

Because in your eyes,

it's a man's world.

And the only thing that

matters is you... and your dick!

Watch your mouth!

As far as you're concerned,

if a woman's not in the kitchen,

she should be in bed.

And anyone who doesn't fit

that is less than human.

But if you ask me,

my team has far more humanity

than some people around here.

- They never hurt anybody.

- That's slander!

I think the only thing worse

than your attitude is your manners.

That's it. I've made a decision.

The Iron Ladies are out

of the competition.

Don't you think it's a

little late for that, sir?

Yeah. If there's no match,

there'll be a revolt!

I don't care! Rules are rules!

Rules are made to play the game...

not to play politics.

No buts. The f*ggot freaks are

out of the competition now!

Iron Ladies! Iron Ladies!

In an amazing development, the

Iron Ladies have been disqualified!

It's not official yet.

But if it's true,

all hell will break loose.

And I don't want to be here

when it happens.

When you say "frak", are you talking

about my team... or yourself?

- He'll be alright.

- So... what do we do now?

Well, with him out like a light,

I guess the competition

will have to go on.

Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the grand final of the volleyball

competition will begin in 5 minutes.

Listen up.

Since meeting you guys I've

never felt so tired in all my life.

You probably feel the same.

But this is our only chance

to do something really great.

So... get out there and

give it all you've got!

Don't forget... Wit's cheering

us on as well.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

the first set is over and

District 7 has won 15 to 8.

They're really taking a

pounding from District 7.

District 5 has suffered

some injuries.

It's not looking good for them.

Next... the weather forecast.

Attack the buffalo fag.

He's hurting the most.

Okay, Coach?

To your positions.

Watch the back.

It looks like your team is

all talk and no action, Sheriff.

Mann's really going for

the kill today.

Protect yourselves as

much as you can.

If we lose another player,

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