Grab him!
Come on, kid.
Out you come.
It's nothing. We're just
training with your dad.
Come on,
we're waiting for you.
Sir... don't hurt me!
Shut up and quit struggling.
I'm not going to do anything.
No, no!
Please, don't kill me!
Shh!
All right. Good boy. Everything
is going to be okay.
The bullet is lodged
behind the frontal lobe.
It's impossible to remove it without
damaging the rest of the brain.
He won't survive more than 48 hours.
Let nature take its course.
It's a miracle
he's made it this far.
The shell misfired. Otherwise the
bullet would have blown his brains out.
Has his family been notified?
All dead. He'll join them soon.
Probably best.
Hey! You seen
that new nurse? Tasty!
$500 says I get there
before you do!
Okay, you're on!
Don't worry. I'm here.
Hang in there.
You need to fight.
Fight.
Superintendent! Do you have
any leads on the killers?
The inquiry is in hand.
What exactly
were they working on?
- That's classified.
- Superintendent!
Do you have any leads on the murder
of Inspector Samat and his family?
Pain in my ass. What's
the news on Samat's kid?
He's still in a coma.
Make sure
he's not left alone.
Understood.
Go ahead.
You can't come in here.
This is intensive care.
His parents didn't want him on life support.
You have to turn it off.
You sure this is official?
Do I look like
I'm not an official?
Hold on!
Give the kid a break!
Science has made so much progress and
miracles still happen. Tell him, Doctor.
If you turn it off,
will he live?
No way.
Right. Go ahead.
I'll take
the responsibility.
You can't do this.
You'll kill him! It's murder.
Turn it off.
That's an order.
It's murder! No!
Don't touch me!
What does this mean?
I told you!
He's alive.
It's incredible!
There's been
a development.
Nurse.
Here is my card, call me if you
have any news about the boy.
Yes, it is bad news.
Yes, exactly.
Don't worry, little one.
I'm here.
Hello.
What the hell
has happened?
Where's the kid? You are a
bunch of incompetent idiots!
Why didn't you warn me?
Adjan!
- It's very bad.
- His spirit is with us...
but he is between two worlds.
So that's the story.
Don't you think I'm
a bit old to play nurse?
They're going to kill him.
Judging by his current condition,
they wouldn't have to try very hard.
Adjan, careful!
I'm sure he can hear us.
The truth will cure him.
You know the secrets
of the plants.
Only you can save him.
I will never ask
anything of you.
If you won't do it
for him... do it for me?
Then I get to go
on holiday.
Thank you very much!
Long live holiday.
Know your past
to build your future.
Know your body
to open your spirit.
Nothing's changed?
He has ataraxic.
His brain has been damaged.
He doesn't feel
anything anymore.
No happiness... no pain.
Go on!
Ohh!
You are about
as fast as a turtle
and as powerful as a koala.
Training is not knowledge.
Knowledge is not power.
Combine training
with the knowledge
you shall
achieve the power.
My art has become your art.
This evening I'll teach you
the ultimate technique,
the way which leads to death.
This you must use only
if your life is in danger.
Hey, a beer!
Tea for two.
Lesson 956:
A good fighter must know how
to receive like a buffalo.
Lesson 957: He must
dodge like a mongoose.
And lesson 958:
Strike like a tiger.
When you fight, you must
neither dodge nor reply
until I tell you.
We will start
with lesson 956.
Okay, who will I fight?
Adjan, they haven't
done anything to me.
They will.
What? What did you say?
That they are all
sons of bitches?
Lesson 956.
What did you say?!
Think about the buffalo.
And lesson 957.
Lesson 958.
And our teas?
I think I prefer 958.
Master Adjan?
Yes?
Chanticha is sick.
She wants to see Manit.
Hello, Mom.
Manit, we have to talk.
I am sick, my little one.
I will die soon.
I know that you understand
but you feel nothing.
This is not your fault.
I will explain.
You have to know that your father
was a renowned lieutenant.
He was investigating a vast network of
corruption within the police force.
But he didn't have the
support of his hierarchy.
He was starting to disturb
way too many people.
One evening,
they decided to erase them.
They murdered
all his colleagues.
One by one, carefully.
Then they went
to your house.
Who did this?
The investigation
never found the culprits...
but for all these years
I have continued to search.
Look in there.
Everything I have
discovered is in there.
Press articles,
pictures, witnesses.
I did what
I could to save you.
I can no longer
protect you.
I am so tired, Manit.
Don't worry, Mother.
I'm ready.
Hello. I work as a nurse
at the General Hospital.
You asked me to inform you
if I ever had any information
about the little boy
who disappeared years ago,
do you remember?
Well,
I know where he is.
You know him?
Nope, never
seen him before.
Can't say he looks sad.
- Reckon it's him?
- How the hell would I know?
The only photo I've seen
was when he was a kid.
Call the boss!
Sir... it's me. Yes...
he just walked past the car.
Yeah... just like that.
I can't say, really.
Looks like a peasant.
Okay. We will see if we can.
And?
We have to check if he has
a scar on his left temple.
If so, we take him to the boss.
Okay, let's go.
Where is he?
Hey, come here.
Did you see this guy?
Sure?
I'll be back.
Well, we had a deal.
You promised me
an interview.
Yeah, yeah, we promised
you an interview.
We keep our words right?
But it's just that we need to drag
it out a little bit, you know?
- It's not that easy.
- Okay, come on, Clara, let's...
Hey, where the fuck
you think you're going, man?
Take it easy, okay?
How much more do you want?
All you gotta do
is give us a blowjob,
for each and every one of us.
We'll tell you the greatest
story you need to know.
- Yeah.
- Sounds good?
And by the way, pretty boy, we've
got something for you too.
Stop it! No, no! Stop it!
Stop it! Leave him!
Stop it! Stop it!
Leave him!
Leave him! Aah!
What's going on
over here?
Who the fuck are you?
Manit.
Your friend's
kind of strange.
Who the fuck
is this fool, man?
Lamon, get this fool, man.
Beat him up!
You wanted to speak with him?
Yeah.
Hey! Girl wants
to talk with you.
All right.
These young people, they've
got nothing in their lives.
Okay.
They must be suffering!
I'm not sure about before,
but definitely now.
How can you do things
like that to human beings?
First you have
to study anatomy,
then it's just
a matter of training.
Okay. Guys,
I'm out of here.
- Thanks again, Manit.
- Will I see you tomorrow?
Yeah, okay. See you.
You have
somewhere to sleep?
No.
You could crash at my place if you like.
I've got a couch.
- Which way?
- This way.
You don't know me.
My instinct never fails me.
Right.
Sometimes people are
who they seem to be.
How come that you
speak English so well?
If I told you,
you'd never believe me.
Um, shower's through there.
It's a nice place.
Interesting?
I'm a journalist.
Thought you were honest.
Do you have
an explanation for these?
I would have taken their ears,
but I didn't have a knife.
They were following me.
I didn't know they were cops.
Hey! Hey! Girls,
where are you going?
Come here! Come here!
Do you know this guy?
Never seen him!
Hey!
Wow.
You snore
quite loud for a girl!
I didn't snore!
You have a dog?
I don't have a dog!
Well, then,
I guess you snore.
Cheeky!
Whoo!
Sneaky?
No. Okay, forget it.
Actually, I've been looking
through your friend's file...
Those are
my mother's files.
Mother? Okay, whatever.
Your mother, she did
a very good detective job,
but there are more
questions than answers.
Well, that's why I'm here. I'm
trying to find all the answers.
I can help you.
We found him.
He's with a journalist
who investigates gangs.
Well... I think
we'll have to intervene.
Alors? Comment jetais?
Une pure merveille...
Comme d'habitude.
How was I?
Marvelous as ever,
my beauty.
The first show in ten days.
I'm so nervous!
Because you're talented!
You're so nice and I want
to say again how grateful
I am that you are
producing this concert.
I'm retired. I've got a wife
who sings like an angel,
and I have the means.
Is it true? You don't
feel any emotions?
Sometimes
I get a bit hungry.
Smart ass.
I read
the medical report.
Oh, yeah?
Sometimes I think it might be
something of an advantage.
You know?
It's a shortcut.
Shortcut, huh?
Police. Come with us.
I'm not moving an inch.
I'm a journalist.
This is an illegal arrest.
I know my rights.
Lache moi! Manit!
Lache moi! Manit!
Manit!
Where did they
take the girl?
- Fuck you.
- That's not very nice.
Aah!
What?
Eighth district,
special force.
District,
special force.
Well, I'm gonna have to give them
a special visit then, aren't I?
Thank you.
MEDICAL CENTER
Almost missed it.
Same floor.
Where's the girl?
I like you, all right?
Don't make me hurt you.
Where?
Where?
Okay, open the door.
Open the door!
Thank you.
Nice pants.
So where's the girl?
Fuck the girl!
Whoever you are,
help me!
Help me!
Who are you?
Depends.
I'm a cop.
That's not a very
good reference.
Wait, wait!
I'm not like them.
I've been after
these guys for months.
Those guys are
working for the mob.
It's a real organization, and
I almost had their leader.
- I can show them to you.
- Go on.
My father was
onto them 20 years ago.
He had all their files.
I can show you.
Holy shit! You don't
fool around, do you?
- Not for the last 20 years.
- Never seen that before.
Well, I've never
done it before.
Here, come on.
I'll show you the files.
He was my father.
Butchered like a dog.
His throat was cut off, and the
bastard cut off his tongue.
He was sent as an undercover
by his section chief,
and I swear, I will
continue his fight.
Cool.
Can you look up Samat?
Samat?
Samat.
Wait, isn't this your...?
Yes, my father.
Holy shit! Just imagine:
Your father and mine,
and now me and you...!
Look, I've set you free,
and that's great.
But I've got to finish
what I've started.
Call some of your friends,
get them to do
a clean-up over here.
- I'm gonna go find this girl.
- Wait, wait. The girl?
- Yeah. - I heard they were handing
her to the Hyenas.
It's a girl gang. The cops let
them handle all their dirty works.
- Where I can find them?
- I'll show them to you. You'll get lost.
I found you okay, didn't I?
Leave it to me.
I can use their methods.
Okay.
Cool.
Come here, I'll show you.
They should be here.
Come. Come with me, girls.
Hey, guys,
what did you get?
Here we go!
Ooh, gosh.
You know what happened?
He beat the crap
out of them...
Excuse me, sir, do you know
the Khlong Toei neighborhood?
Excuse me, sir, do you know
the Khlong Toei neighborhood?
- Yes.
- Could you tell me how to get there?
Out of the question. I don't want
your death on my conscience.
Come on in, come on in!
We have the best boxing!
Excuse me.
What do you want?
- I have a friend...
- Your friend is in here?
Yes!
I hope it's
not the fat guy.
This is for white guys.
You see the fat guy with his gang?
He thinks he is Mike Tyson!
He is here because he hopes
to knock someone out.
As if he was
at Lumpinee Stadium.
It's going to
cost him some money,
but he is ready
to pay the price.
Just as long as he feels strong
and feels like a champion.
They all dream
of being Thai boxers.
And you find guys ready to
take it, just like that?
Same guy
around four years.
Yeah!
Yeah!
Thrown down!
I told him!
I told him! You're nothing!
You're nothing!
You got nothin' on me!
Yeah!
Do you know where the Khlong
Toei neighborhood is?
Hey, he wants to
go to Khlong Toei.
Well... if he wants to get
beaten up, let him go.
You're not
from around here.
Neither are you.
The way you look, you'll get
the shit kicked out of you.
I'm looking for somebody!
- Forget it!
- Like you do with alcohol?
You really
want to go there?
Yeah. You really want
to quit drinking?
Fifty bahts
and I'll take you.
Thirty.
Forty.
Deal!
You don't say much, huh?
No.
Okay. Carry on
for 500 meters,
and you'll know
you're there.
You owe me 40 bahts.
Stop playing
and do your homework!
I don't want to, Mom!
- It's amazing!
- Oh, my God!
You should see that,
you know?
It's so fun!
Hey!
Go, go, go!
Stop, stop!
Hey, you want some,
bitch?
That's not very nice.
Let her go!
Come and get her.
She's useless.
What?
Can I ask you something?
What?
Asshole!
# Ave
# Maria
# Ave
# Maria
Shit!
Allo?
I am working!
When?
Okay, start without me.
I'll be there in a minute.
Any problem?
Not really. Just...
just business.
We'll start again
in two hours, okay?
Okay.
- You heard?
- I was on the extension.
You really can't
help it, can you?
Professional
instincts, I guess.
Be careful.
Of course.
Ohh.
Is she dead?
Sounds like you're
talking about a sandwich.
You're real funny, you!
Uh!
Don't even think about it.
You're checking?
I'm checking.
That must hurt...
but not enough!
Hi, boss!
Hi, girls.
So where are we?
We got both
the little shits.
- What the hell?
- Uh...
We didn't have any ropes, so
we tied him with our panties!
That's what I love
about you all.
You've got the initiative
of real bad bitches.
You, back to sleep.
Look at his left temple.
Is there a scar?
Yeah, he got a scar.
- He's our man.
- All right, enough talk.
Kill them both.
Not like that.
Too quick and too noisy!
Get him!
Die, bastard!
- Fuck!
- Let's go!
Manit!
My God. Manit.
Manit! Oh, my God!
- Manit!
- Ow.
- You're suffocating me.
- Good, you're alive.
I must be, because I can
feel you suffocating me.
Oh, please forgive me
for taking care of you.
It's weird. You know, I-I
think I know their leader.
She's called
Jessy Yiouchenko.
She's... she's
an opera singer.
She must have
more strings to her bow.
Call the downtown
police station.
Ask to speak to Anada.
You can give him my name.
Tell him what happened here
and ask him
to check out this singer.
She hurt my ass.
- Now what?
- Your place is under surveillance...
so I carry on
and stay here.
No way! I'm coming with you.
You need my help.
It's out of the question
that I hang around
and do nothing without...
What did you say?
Okay, it's cool.
You can come with me.
That's it?
Normally a gentleman
would have found
a thousand reasons that I
don't put my life at risk.
You just say yes,
and that's it?
Why don't we take a rest?
I feel a bit tired.
I thought we were going to
finish the investigation.
I feel tired, so I'm
going to have a rest.
I'm not tired.
Well, you were asleep for the whole
fight, so you've had your rest.
I was not asleep.
I was faking it.
And why did you say that
I was used for nothing?
Guess I was faking it,
or something like that.
- You coming?
- Yeah, I'm coming.
What are you doing?
I'm comforting you.
I think you had a nightmare.
You know I have to feel sad in
order to be comforted, right?
I know you're never sad.
It must be terrible
never to feel anything.
I don't know, maybe
it's better that way.
In France, I know a famous
neurologist, he's really good.
I'm sure he could
do something for you.
Since your accident, there
has been enormous progress.
- That way you could be...
- Normal?
- That's not what I meant. - Don't worry
about it. I never feel sad, remember?
And tenderness?
Did you ever take a woman
in your arms and...
I can do that.
Sleep well?
Enough.
Well, I've been thinking...
maybe it would be better
if you continued
on your own way.
Okay. Will you
show me to this place?
You know what? Take a
fucking taxi, smart ass!
- Okay.
- Okay?
And Clara...
about last night...
thanks for that.
It was cool.
Yeah, Inspector Anada?
Yes, this is Clara.
Manit has been kidnaped.
I'm waiting for you.
Five minutes. Okay.
This is where you'll die.
But first,
a couple of questions.
Answer them, and we
won't make you suffer.
Can I die somewhere else?
What?
It's ugly here.
Somewhere nicer.
What is he saying?
No! This is
a good place!
Oh, my God. I think
I've fallen into the hands
of the most tasteless
killers in Bangkok.
Shut the fuck up, man!
Now you're gonna tell us what the
fuck are you doing over here, man!
Just this.
Aah!
Aw, shit, man!
Are you guys
cops or something?
No! Fuck off, man.
Uh... wrong answer.
- Are you a cop?
- Yeah. Come on.
From the 8th?
Eighth district?
No man! Shit!
You're gonna take me to your boss,
or you'll never walk again.
How, man?
Aah! Aah! Aah!
Shit! You broke my arm!
Shit, man!
It's all right,
it's an automatic.
You don't
need both hands.
You are not gonna
win this, you know.
This is too big for you.
You're gonna end up
blown away. Shit!
Shut up and drive.
We have to be quick.
We must find him.
I already put the car
details on the wire,
but if you really want me to help
you, you need to tell me more.
I've only known him
for three days.
You are a journalist.
You sense things? No?
Al I have is a file that his
mother left him before she died.
It contains documents
that could incriminate
corrupt cops concerning
the murder of his parents.
Now that is interesting.
Where is it?
At my place. But there
must be police officers!
Look, you trust me,
so let's go get it.
Okay.
These guys are screwing up
the whole goddam system.
They must be found
and eliminated.
I want to talk to Jessy.
Nobody talks to the boss.
I do not speak
to the flunky.
Aaahhh!
Anything else?
I work alone.
Alone?
Who the hell do you think
has been selling your shit
for the last
two last years?
And that goes
for all of you!
Thanks to Jessy,
you are comfortably rich.
Without her network,
what do you think
you'd be able to export?
Ten kilos?
With her, you've got
five tons a year out there!
What's the plan?
Tell your men.
Find them and kill them.
Jessy wants their heads
on her desk in 48 hours.
If you want your money,
the concert is still on.
You like classical
music, do you?
Not a lot.
Who's this girl singing here?
She's quite good.
I don't know, man.
What's your first name?
Why?
I don't know. Just to establish
a sort of friendship.
I'm Manit.
Sanouk!
Well, Sanouk, my friend, you
think I'm an idiot, don't you?
Let's start again. The
lady singing on the CD.
Do you know who she is?
That's Jessy Yiouchenko
or something, man. Go on.
If I talk, I'm dead, man.
And if you don't you think
you're gonna get married?
Okay.
She runs a network
of heroin trafficking
between Thailand
and South America.
How?
Thanks to the concerts.
The shit goes
with the orchestra.
As she's famous
and the show's run
by the embassies mostly,
there are no
custom checks, you know.
And who's above her?
I don't know!
Well, more pain is
on its way, I'm afraid.
Hey!
Come quick!
We are after him!
We're coming!
Oh, damn,
that feels good!
What's going on?
Get off!
Hey!
I need your head!
And I need your balls!
Get him!
Get him now!
Freeze. Put your gun down.
Put your gun down!
Gotcha.
Okay.
It's done.
We've got them.
I am asking you,
what do they want from you?
Do you understand me?
You won't get away with
causing all this trouble.
Do you know
we've been watching you?
Do you know... if I'd known, I
would have brushed my hair.
Why do you
speak in English?
If I told you, you would
never believe me.
Okay, English is fine.
But you'd better talk to me.
If you want protection,
just come up with something.
- So... trust me.
- Well, I don't want protection...
and trust has to be
earned, not demanded.
- True, but you're still in deep shit,
anyway. - So are you.
You have to clean out
your own stable first.
I'm the head of
an anti-corruption brigade,
and I'm fighting
with all my strength
to uncover and punish those
who contaminate the force.
Because of what?
They insult the country.
My father
said the same thing.
And he died for it,
along with the rest of the
members of his section.
You wanna know
why I'm here?
Not for revenge,
but for justice.
Fine.
If you want to follow
your role, just do it.
And you know what?
If anything goes wrong,
I'll arrest you
like the rest,
even if you're
Samat's son.
Uh, to each his duty.
And what about Simon?
He'll be busted.
So...
Mr. Simon Weber.
No one's called me like
that since a long time.
Or should I call you
ex-French detective
Inspector Weber?
You can call me
whatever you want.
I really
don't give a shit.
I have an Interpol
warrant for your arrest.
Don't you have a whisky
also, by any chance?
Your friends accused
you of having stolen
from drug traffickers.
With ice?
Personally, I have
nothing up against you,
but you betrayed your oath.
If I betrayed somebody,
it was me. Huh?
- Just me.
- How 'bout your wife?
Died.
Sorry.
Why? Did you kill her?
Smoking kills.
Hm.
Assholes, too.
You want me
to get you out?
Oh. No, I have
lots of questions.
I think the answers
might be here.
Thanks for your help.
I don't like injustice,
for anyone,
and I think
you're special.
I like people
who are different.
Okay, I'm out of here.
Hey!
Hm?
I don't think you can
kill pain with more pain.
Yeah.
Hey, Manit.
Anada.
Clara and I have been
looking for you everywhere.
Well, you found me.
Come on, I'll get you out of here.
Let's go get Clara.
And what about
Inspector Pitcher?
Don't worry. I already
talked to him.
- Come on, let's go.
- Cool.
Clara just called.
She said she found out
some really interesting
things about your family...
something that
could explain everything.
- This will all be over soon.
- It's not over yet.
- You recognize this?
- Yeah!
Come on, let's go in.
When your father was killed,
his colleague did this
for him to pay his respect.
You think
can you get in?
I was able to get out!
- Clara.
- Get in!
- Is that a gun?
- Get in!
Hey, Clara,
how you doing?
You all right?
This is my friend Anada.
You wouldn't want
another one, would you?
Who knows?
It might cure you.
I was the one who
screwed you on District 8.
Anada, enough!
You can never
be too careful.
You prefer English.
Why is that? 'Cause
you're Thai, like us.
If I told you,
you'd never believe me.
Allow me to make
the introductions.
Is that necessary?
I am Sanya Wurapong.
I was your
father's superior.
I think it's nice
for you to get to know
the person who made
your life this way.
Shall I take a seat?
I feel this is going to be rather
long and very complicated.
I like your
sense of humor.
Permit me to tell you
a little story.
Once upon a time, there was
this young inspector
whose boss sent him
to work with us undercover.
He was unmasked,
questioned,
and convinced
to work with us...
so much so that we could lead his
boss to believe that he was dead.
Not too difficult
to find a replacement.
I think you know the rest,
and now you come back
and stick your nose
into our business affair.
You know, you're
just like your father
before
he turned vigilante.
He was doing his duty.
My father sacrificed
his life because of you!
Well, being a traitor must
be a genetic condition.
Hey, cool it!
I'm sure you understand you
can't leave here alive.
You have to die.
You're too late.
I'm already dead.
Memories?
So far, so good.
This scene won't be complete
without the final touches.
You ever thought about going
into the movie business?
Finish your job, Narai.
Have fun, boys!
Sorry, little boy.
Aah!
Aah!
Aah!
Sanya!
Freeze.
How...
how do you feel?
How do I feel?
I feel fucking shit!
I've got fucking
holes in my legs!
I feel bad! I feel bad!
Welcome to the world
of the living!
Your father would be
proud of you.
Well, thanks
for your help.
Good luck.
Thank you for
coming to save me.
It's starting to feel
like a full-time job.
I love you.
Huh?
I love you.
Mister Simon!
And mister Nicky!
# Blood for
blood, your heart runs cold #
# See a fiery stove
in your wanton soul #
# Oh, you don't have
# No feelings now
# I want to love
but don't know how #
# 'Cause you don't have
no feelings now #
# I feel tears wash away
# The bitter scars
# Your war is won
and mine's begun #
# I'm all alone
# Out in the cold
# Chasing a dream
# That won't unfold
# 'Cause
# You don't have
no feelings now #
# You don't have
no feelings now #
# You don't have
no feelings now #
# You don't have
no feelings now #
# You don't have
no feelings now #
# You don't have
no feelings now #
# Ohh
# You don't have
no feelings now #
# Ohh
# Feelings now
# No feelings now