Satree lek 2 (The Iron Ladies 2: Before and After) Page #3

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- Cheers everybody.

- I gotta get back to work.

- Okay, Mon.

- I'll get the tab.

- There it is! Over there!

- I don't see anything!

Shhh! They'll hear us.

- Oh, look! Beautiful!

- Let's see.

What?

You wouldn't understand,

Ann. You're a girl.

I think he plays hide and seek.

Jung!

It's like this.

I'll make you reserves.

See how it goes for a few days.

If you can't hack it, you're out.

Is there something wrong?

Back off, buffalo!

Break it up!

Jung!

It's my turn to play with Wit!

- Wit!

- Wit! Sit here with me!

No, sit with me, Wit.

Are you tired? Are you?

Look at all this food.

What's the occasion?

It's Ann. We're celebrating

her engagement.

- It's like this, Wit...

- Oh look at you!

Not only as ugly as sin,

but you're clumsy too!

I may not be beautiful...

but I taste good.

Ann had a suitor.

Ann had a suitor?

But isn't she a...?

Exactly.

The whole thing just failed.

I was at this

restaurant with my parents,

I told them

I couldn't be anybody's wife.

Because I'm a lesbian.

Mom threw up her

shark fin soup immediately.

The matchmaker and the boy

just ran out of the restaurant.

I waited for my father

to kick me out.

But it wasn't like that at all.

My mother hugged me.

My father didn't say a word.

He just ordered some takeaways.

On the way home,

they just asked about the team...

...where you guys

had disappeared to.

Your mother will probably never

be able to eat shark fin soup again.

Jung!

Look!

Pia's got b*obs now!

Pia!

Shut the f*** up, will you?

- And stop hitting me like that!

- See for yourself!

Ann's throwing up

all over the place...

...and look at the way

Wit's taking care of her.

Ann. You're too outspoken

for your own good.

All of you.

You're too f***ing full on.

- Gay! Gay! Gay! Gay

- Hey! Hippo fag!

If you keep making that noise,

everybody on the block

will know your secret!

Oh! We're all gonna

die for sure!

You? You could eat rat

poison and still not die.

Blackout.

They happen all the time here, Wit.

Because you, Betty bad luck.

I haven't slept

with a western man yet!

I can't die!

Help! Somebody help!

Nong! Can you shout any

louder than that!?

I'll tell you something.

Angels like us never die.

I don't think it's a blackout.

If it's not a blackout,

what is it?

Don't say it...

FIRE!!!

F***! We're all gonna die!

I haven't paid my parents back

for all they sacrificed for me.

I'm too young to die!

Imagine... burnt to a crisp.

I'll be an ugly corpse.

Pia, what are we gonna do?

It's all right for you.

But what about me?

I've just come out.

I've hardly put my arse to any use.

Calm down.

Plug up the gap with my shirt

and we'll have more time to breathe.

Thank you all for everything

you've done for me.

You made me what I am today.

I want to thank you all, too.

Especially Jung.

You made volleyball fun.

You too, Nong.

I'm proud to have been your friend.

Wit...

I love you.

But you're a friggin' dyke!

It can't work out.

You see... I'm gay.

I'm gay!

Help me!

He's gay! He's gay!

Southern China

How exotic! How beautiful!

- One. One room.

- Chai!

We're together.

Make yourselves at home.

- Hey you, wait!

- Come on in, Chai!

I'm so tired!

Relax! It's only me.

I'm not Nong,

who looks like something

out of a scary movie.

Then stop sneaking up

on me like that!

Hey Chai.

If you get an itch during the night,

don't ask me to scratch it.

It was Nong

who brought us all together...

...but it was Nong

who split us apart.

As far as I can see...

it's not the big deal

you make it out to be.

I believe if

we all sat down and talked...

...everything would work out.

Do you agree? Jung?

Why are you playing

with the phone?

You can't play with it.

What if somebody's trying to call?

They won't get through.

Go and play with your toys.

Tip-Osot Volleyball Club

- Gently! It hurts!

How else are you

going to stretch?

Gently, gently! Owww!

- He's no better, coach.

- I'm sorry, sir.

Are you up to it, Nong?

I'm almost there, sir.

We'll do it for you, sir.

Listen to the

Power Puff Girls over there.

I'd lay down my life

for the Tip-Osot team!

We're all gonna die.

You see,

we have a small problem.

The bosses in Chiang Mai

want us to represent District 5.

We're in the big league now!

If we win, we're in the nationals!

If we play for Chiang Mai,

we have to play against

the Iron Ladies.

Exactly.

I'm not so sure that

we can make it in that league...

The plan we call "Three Step"

we'll go for nation.

It's hard for win.

...unless we get another good player.

At present we can't do it.

It's difficult.

You're right, sir.

But there's no drag queen

in the country

as talented and beautiful as me.

Getting Nohng here

was a gift from the gods, too.

We're like twin sisters

separated at birth.

It doesn't have to be a

drag queen.

Look at the Iron Ladies.

They have Chai,

the straight guy, don't they?

You've got a point there.

A real man would do.

What about Mann...

It's Nohng.

He's not a real lady-boy.

Coach Prasert

was just using me.

He told Nohng

to act like he's gay.

He wanted a team

like the Iron Ladies.

He betrayed me.

What can I do?

Ask him!

Excuse me?

Does this bus go to Talor?

Talor?

Chai,

help me here.

Taaaaa-Ior?

Chai, don't use your shirt.

It's dirty.

You'll end up with red eyes.

Here, use my handkerchief.

What's wrong?

You should know by now

how good I am with my hands!

Sorry. I'm used to your hands.

I'm just not used to your lifestyle.

Goodness.

What other straight guy

could put up with us?

We thought Wit was

straight, but...

And that girl Ann?

I don't hear you all

talking about her anymore.

May,1992

After Ann was

broken-hearted with Wit,

she underwent a major

change in life

and left for USA

for a long time.

We miss her so much.

Fire! More bad luck!

This drag queen is not meant

to get to Talor.

If I'm not mistaken,

we should be able to walk

to the crossroads.

There should be a truck

going to Talor.

Whatever. You're the man.

You lead the way.

If it weren't for f***ing Nong,

we wouldn't be in

this predicament.

Chai. How much further

still we're there?

I feel like I'm going

to have a miscarriage.

Just a little further.

We've walked a long way already.

Oh why is it so far?

Talor. Jinghong.

After that bumpy trip no-one's

going to believe I'm still a virgin.

Did Pia go through

this on her way here?

She's post-op.

She wouldn't have had any problems.

This shirt your mother made for us.

It's come in handy.

- Stop, Jung! Stop!

- Get away! F*** off!

You've ruined us!

We're bankrupt!

Jung. Stop it! Don't!

That's my shirt!

Get out! Get out!

Stop it! That's enough.

Nong,

I heard that Coach Prasert's

team has recruited Kitti.

Kitti, who hates us now

is their back-up.

I'm not sure whether

he's with you or not.

You're worried about me too,

are you?

You should be more worried

about yourself.

Listen Nong. Shut up!

I'm worried about you, Nong.

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