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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 faggot 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 pussy. Jung! You've got a mouth on you like a fucking 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! Fuck! 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 shit. Sorry. If you're gonna play like this, you'd be better off playing scrabble or something. Fuck, 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 pussy. 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 shit? 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 bitch. Waitress! Where's my fucking 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. Fuck you! I'm outa here. Fucking perverts... they make me fucking sick. The whole country's gone to ruin because of those fucking freaks. Hungry? Then get your fucking 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? Waste of fucking time. OK, the next team to try out will be Mann's team against Jung Kochika. We'll start on the attack. Mon, cover the left... as for Jung... Perfect... so hot and so sexy... Hi there A! You're Mann, right? Such a lovely name. What's a pretty girl like you doing applying for the team? Oh, listen to you. Surely you'd be better off selling your ass around the market. Hey! How fucking rude can you get? Hi cutie! Nice legs. Bit too big for a girl's, though. Stop it. Piss off. Asshole! Bastard! Son-of-a-bitch! Fuck off, pal! In position. In position. Kamon. Save your anger for the game, okay? Mann: 6 Jung: 4 Mann: 7 Jung: 8 Just shut the fuck up, alright? Why the fuck didn't you get it? - Why didn't you set up the shot? - It was my ball. Bullshit! It was mine! - The fairies won! - They're pretty damned good, too. Jung Kochika! Hey! So what do you think of girl power now, eh? These are the names of the players selected for the Lampang state team. Mann, team captain. Yuttachai... - Julaphong... - Oh my god! I got in! - Kamon... - You too! Sakda, Somprab, Somsak, Samran, Ratana... I'll set a date for practice and... Coach? As captain, I have the right to reform the team right now. We don't want any faggots on the team. Mann, if you're as narrow-minded as this... how can you call yourself a sport man? Do you really know what you're starting here, Coach? Going home so quickly? Isn't Coach Bee home? Oh dear. Don't tell me... these two guys... Oh no! They've all quit, haven't they? I wonder if any for the school alumni could fill in. Coach. Choose Mann. Really. This We're not that important. Don't you have any friends? What? Yeah... friends who can play volleyball well? Yes! We do! A group of us played volleyball together at university! Every one of us is absolutely fabulous! Ah... they're not... the same as you, are they? Are you crazy? One's a soldier! Kanchanaburi, Boot Camp There he is! The one that's built like a buffalo! See? He's really good, coach! - Okay... weird... but good. - No, no, no! Don't! I'll fall! Why do you guys always play so rough? I'm hurting all over! - Hi there, Iron Pussy. - Jung! Pattaya All-male Cabaret Are you sure she's here... and not performing somewhere else? Seven songs and still on sign of her. There she is! Pia! Pia! Love the silicone! Nice touch. A complete overhaul! Just gorgeous. Stop poking me! I'm not a fucking ATM machine. Amazing... none of us could recognize you on stage just then. You look like the last Miss Thailand! Not surprising. We have the same surgeon. So what do you say, Pia? Will you play? Deep down I'd love to. But I haven't touched a volleyball for three years. You're just afraid your tits will explode. Well, what if the ball hits me and my nose flies up into my forehand? - Who's gonna fix me up? - Me! Let me do it. Ready? Oh, sorry. Chat, these are my friends and their coach. Hello. Hi. If I could... I'd have a total body makeover just like Pia. If I could... I'd fuck her boyfriend. So she's not coming with us, right? She decided to stay with her boyfriend instead. Where can you find a woman in this world who doesn't long for her man? Where can you find a bee in this world that doesn't long for a flower? If that's the case, I'm going home to bed. - Why the rush, Coach? - Wow! You look fabulous! If you can't come with us, we may as well go. Who said I wasn't coming? Mama-san said I could have a week's leave! Was that Mama-san... or your hubby? Fuck you, sweetheart. Bangkok Assawawamikan Mansion Remember... once we go in... we're on our best behavior. Pia, can't we just pretend to be friends? Why do we have to be lovers? The thought of it's just disgusting. Fuck up and die, Nong. You really think I get off on pretending to be your girlfriend? You say the cruelest things! Watch your hands. I worry about Jung the most. The hell I will. I'm not like Nong. When I take off my make-up, nobody can tell I'm a queen. Get lost! There's nothing wrong with the way I look. - Come on, let's practice. - Practice what? Practice being a man. Hey Wit, you old bastard! Heard you're gonna tie the knot! Okay, let's go. 1, 2, 3... act like men! Wit! Some friends have come to see you. My god! How the hell do you find out about this? Jung? Hey! How could we miss your big day? How come you didn't send us an invitation? It's only the engagement ceremony. Just family. Congratulation, Wit. So who's the lucky lady? Hi. This is Julie, my fiancee. Oh! Her name's Julie? Such a beautiful name. Ju! Ju! Come quickly, there's somebody I want you to meet. How many times have I told you, Mom? It's "Julie" now, not "Ju"! Julie? A Chinese girl named Julie? The fortune teller says it's not a good omen to stay engaged for too long. So we'd like Wit and Julie to get married as soon as possible. But Mom, I think we should wait a while. For what? You get married, you have grandchildren for us to look after. As simple as that. What do you want to wait for? My friends need me for their volleyball team. Volleyball? My son was born to be a sport man! Ever since he was a boy, he loved pictures of men with big muscles. Oh! I look terrible! All pale and faded like Wit's family! My little face look like custard... Hey Wit, are you really gonna sleep with that girl? How disgusting. What can I do? It all happened so fast. Before I knew it, I was engaged. So what will you do on your wedding night? I know! Act like that guy did in the soap opera. Once the light' off, send another guy in to take your place. - Like a stand-in. - Don't be stupid, Jung. All those soap operas have gone to your head, your idiot. - No, it'd work! - It really might, you know. - Keep it for your term. - Hey Mon. Don't be stupid. - For her wedding. - Listen you guys. This is serious! Anyway, Julie's adorable. You're so lucky. What are you playing. Are you crazy. My life is so costly. So Wit... are you really gonna take the bar exam? Yep. I want to be a judge. A female judge? No way. He's going to have a wife and kids, remember? - "My name's Julie" - Are you crazy? You've got two balls and a dick... when are you going to use' em with Julie? When you do, let me know. I want to nurse your child. Hey you guy. Hey look! Yoo-hoo, Grandpa! Cool vehicle you got there! They're all gay? All of 'em. Should be fun. Excellent players, though. Chai, darling! How I've missed you! Come on, you queens. I'll introduce you. This is Miss Wit. This is Miss Pia, the beauty queen. And this is Nong... the big buffalo. Hi. Goodness! You've even more gorgeous than Jung said. Enough of the introductions. Since there's only six of you, I've asked three of my former students to act as reverse. They'll help us with practice as well. Thank God. Some real guys to help us out. Here they are now. Come over here and meet the guys! - April, May and June. - What? What are their names? Hello there. I'm April. I'm May... And I'm June. At your service. Oh, aren't they darling? You're really not going to come and see the game, Mook? I'm worried I won't look as beautiful as your team mates. Oh please. There's nothing between them and me. It's no fun being in that team, I'll tell you. I'm just kidding, Chai. I've never thought you'd mess around with them. But I would like to ask you one thing. Be honest. Why is it that you dislike them... because they're not men, or because they're not women? The Sports Show, proudly brought to you by Kuan herbal medicine, energy for your heart! With the help of loyal fans, the Lampang Men's Volleyball has made it through to represent District 5 in the National Sports Competition this year! The team trounced the Nan state team 3-0 and are now ranged number one in the competition! It's unbelievable. We were so careless. But there they were, prancing around all over the court... their hips swaying... it just destroyed our players concentration. In the second round, Lampang gained even more confidence by beating Lamphun. Then in the third match these brilliant beauties won over Prae, as well as the hearts of volleyball fans everywhere. The kids still need more practice. There's more work to be done. But the fact they beat all three teams of real men... surely that says something about their talent? Physically, they're all men. There's no difference. Mentally, my kids give it all they've got on the court. Whatever the reason, Who knows what will happen slammed their way to beat number-one seeded Chiang Mai 3-1. In six month's time, In six month's time, when Lampang goes to the National Championships to be held in Nakhon Sawan. That concludes our Sports Show, proudly brought to you by Kuan herbak medicine... energy for your heart! Bee. What are you doing still up? Dad! You scared me! It's 2 a.m. Why aren't you in bed? I'm making up the practice schedule. When's the big match in Nakhon Sawan? Not for another six months. Six months? You're acting as thought it's next week. I have to! The team's got to start practicing as of today, right up to the big day. No practice today, coach? They've all gone back to work in Bangkok. How are they going to win then? We've still got six months. That's fair amount of time. But we don't have any financial aid or sponsorship. So the kids have to earn their living. Mon's a librarian. He can't get away until the next school break. Jung's a bank teller. His parents are very proud. Chai's selling washing machines. His boss really likes him. Wit looks after the family jewelry shop. He must be bored to tears. Nong's in heavy combat training, but with his size I'm not worried about him. What's wrong? The gunfire! So noisy! I'm scared! The one I'm really worried about is Pia. She writes to me all the time. She's always fighting with her boyfriend. Only a month left. I wonder if she can stop the fighting by then. There's only one month until we play, Sheriff. We don't have enough time to find new players. These kids are good. They can really play. They're already won in Nan. They get along well. Finding new players would be like going back to square one. Hold on. Don't get me wrong. I didn't mean to change the whole team. But don't you think... well... what I mean is... you know... it's their appearance... I just wonder how... appropriate it is. You know what I mean? You mean, the way they act like sissies on the court? Exactly. What I'm concerned about are the big boys. If just one of them kicks up a stink, we'll all be in trouble, won't we? Have you got a cramp? - No... no. - What? What's wrong? I broke my nails. I spent a whole month growing them. Calm down, calm down. We'll find some super glue and stick them back on. Okay everyone. Over here. Team meeting. It's been a while, hasn't it? We're not that fit anymore. I was us to practice as a team. What a pity Pia's not here. Matters of the heart are always difficult. But we've made it to the Nakhon Sawan games! We've come this far. We have to keep going... win or lose... with or without Pia. Look on the bright side. We can get a real man to replace her. Hang on... aren't we in the finals because of us queens? We've got to be on our toes all the time. Mon. Chai. We have to think like a team, otherwise there is no team. The other day, the Sheriff called me in. You may not realize that all along the way there have been people who haven't liked us. - So don't get too carried away. - Who? It's not important. What matters is that they can put an end to us. All of us. Just like that. 1, 2, hey! Pia! Pia! Look! It's Pia! What's wrong? What happened? You look like you've been dumped. I have been. At first... he said his parents forced him to. But in the end, he admitted he was in love with another woman. Can you believe it? Bisexuals. You just can't trust 'em. And here I was thinking they'd be together until the end of time. You did the right thing coming back here. If not, who knows what would have happened? You might have ended up selling your twat in a Phuket brothel. Take Pia to her room and we'll call it a day. What happened, Mon? It's a long story. Pia and her boyfriend had a flight. He went back to his fiancee. Look at these shoes. They're beautiful. They must cost a fortune. Men are all the same. Who's ever going to really love a transvestite? If you're born a queen, you've just got to get what you want while you can. Pia, what the hell are you saying? When you were in love with your boyfriend, it was a completely different story. You said true love was all that mattered. Why have you changed so completely? And I believed everything you said then, too. I've been waiting for my prince charming. There are only Satan in this world. What change! I can't keep up with you. I tell you one thing. There are no happy endings for gays. So why bother? Let's play volleyball instead! Yeah! You think too. Why waste the time you have off work? Take out your anger on the court. That's the way to do it. I've known you for seven or eight years and this is the first time you've ever said anything that's made sense. Backstopping bitch! Go fuck yourself! Die, Chat! You bastard, Chat! To hell with you! Damned fish! - What's wrong? - How can I get that ball? Calm down. Easy. He didn't mean it. He's fucking full of himself. Stop fighting... it'll age you. Mon, his ego's no bigger than yours. Just calm down. What's wrong? You're very quiet. You thinking of someone special? No really. Just thinking about when I was a kid. Dad would take us out everywhere. Can I as you a question? What makes you the way you are? Can't think of anything else to talk about, huh? May I have your attention, please. Over to you, Nong. This is for Mon. This is for Pia. April, May, June, here you are. Designed and stitched by my mother. As for the name, Coach Bee came up with it. I think it fits you perfectly. Strong yet soft. Soft, yet strong. Fabulously trendy! So captain, not happy with the name? No. Just make sure we're as tough as our name says we are. Mon, where are we going to find a doctor to sew up that fucking mouth of yours? You just love trying to screw up things, don't you? - Anything I can do to help sir? - Thanks. I could do with a hand. - Oh God! I forgot! - Forgot what? - Cheers. For good health. - Cheers. Sir, are you alright? Since I left the army I haven't had any decent meat. - So you're a meat eater? - For sure! - I thought you ate only grass. - I'm not a fucking buffalo! Jung. Wake up. Has Coach Bee explained how the competition is being organized? She said it's a knockout competition. Oh no! If we play a tough team first up, we might have to pack our bags and go home immediately. Don't even think like that, Nong. We're going to win. Yeah. As long as we win our first game, it doesn't matter if we lose after that. Better still, keep winning and get the gold medal. Gold! Gold! If I win a medal, any medal, I'll wear it everything I perform. I'll wear mine a place of my medals for bravery. My mom will be so happy! She'll hang it next to my degree right at the front of the shop. Great! It'll be like an advertisement saying... this shop has passed all inspection against contagious animal diseases... Thanks. Sergeant Nong! Salute! At ease, lady officers. Jung! Jung, the place is full of men! Hi! What's your name? I'm nong. Changed your mind, captain? No. I... forgot something. I'm just going back to get it. If you could have one wish, what would you wish for? I don't believe in magic. I believe in myself. I thought you'd say that. I used to think like that, too. I was really self-confident. But experience soon taught me a thing or two. Ever since I was a kid, I've dreamed of playing in a famous volleyball team... and play overseas. The... SEA Games, or the Asian Games... What about the Olympics? That's aiming high. You need really good grounding. Right, like playing with a bunch of queens. Let's just do our best. You look down on us just like everyone else does. Let me ask you something. Have you ever had a gay friend? No. And how many gays have you known? If that's the case, you've got no right to look down on us. - Thank you. - I'd like to buy some rambutants. Hey! How come they're so small? Technically, they're gay rambutants. They're always this small. But trust me, they taste alright. How many kilos would you like, handsome? - I don't think so. Thanks anyway. - OH, why not? Hang on! It's stunning. Can I try it on? No, you can't! Big fat head like on ox, you'll break it for sure. Get out of here. Go on. I don't sell to deviants like you. I've seen the District 5 team. Where the hell did you dig them up from? Let's not be too tough on them. Yeah. Otherwise they'll end up bruised and battered. Why don't you transfer your team to the women's competition? Then you might stand a chance of winning. I thought sport taught us about fair play... not just about winning and losing. It doesn't matter what my team may be, I'll tell you one thing... They're true sportsmen. I've heard one of them's even had a sex change. It's not such a big deal at state or district level... but this is the national competition. - Exactly. - I don't know how this happened. - Let me take care of it. - Tournament timetable, sir. Welcome to the Pak Nam Po Games. Honey, it's on! Hurry! The parade's starting. Jung has to be there. Where? Can I draw your attention to the competitors at the end of the parade? They're currently the center of media attention. Look! It's Jung! He looks good, doesn't he? The District 5 team! They're called "The Iron Ladies." They'll be worth following in the competition. Good news. We play three straight matches today. Oh God... We'll never make it. We'll die of exhaustion. What do they think I am? A buffalo or something? They're doing it deliberately. We have to be careful. There are some people who really want us our of this competition. Nakhon Sawan National Championships Round 1 Quick! The drag queens are playing! Iron ladies! Iron Ladies! One down, two to go. That's the spirit. Well done! Good game! Hello. Just a fluke. There's no way they can win three in a row. Iron Ladies Triple Triumph. Hello? Hi. So what do you say? Are you going to come and watch? I can't take the time off work. So where are all your friends tonight? They're the talk of the town. They're being interviewed on radio. You can imaging for his bar exam up in his room. Does Wit's family know that he's? Absolutely not. If they knew, it'd be a disaster. I've never seen so many fans before. We're overwhelmed. Last question... you Iron ladies have won all your matches... so far... including three matches in one day yesterday... does that mean drag queens make better players than real men? Oh, can you believe it? We're gonna be stars! For sure. Fruit juice stand! Let's sit here. Oh... the famous Iron Ladies. Well... what do you say now? Little fairy. Sorry. Let me buy you another one. Never mind, honey. Actually... I feel like some oranges. Fuck off! Asshole scumbag prick son-of-abitch! What the hell did you say? I said... you... cock-sucking... son... of... a... bitch. Fucking faggot! Hey! Don't mess with my friend! Stop it. Stop it right now! Calm down. You're all sport men. What are you fighting for? It's nothing. We just wanted to try some oranges... they came unlike we were raying to rape them. He's lying. It wasn't like that at all. Settle down. Break it up. Just go home. Are you drunk or what? Go home. - Thank you ever so much, Officer. - Never mind. No, really. If you hadn't come along... I might have been killed! I suspect if you took them on... they would have been worse off than you. What a mess. Officer, may I ask your name? Mine's Jung. I'm Yut. Lieutenant Yut. What a manly name. Ouch! What did you hit me for? Look. The big oaf almost broke my hand! Penny for your thoughts, sis. Your boyfriend, right? Thank God I've got you guys and the game. Otherwise I don't know what I'd do. I don't get it. Why do you still love him so much? We had more good times together than bad. But he's better off choosing his fiancee than falling for something fake like me. Men. They're all selfish. We're all selfish. Men and women. You're right. Look at my father. He never gave a shit about me. My mother brought me up. He was so selfish. Whenever he was unhappy, he'd bash mum. He'd bash me. "Faggot". Funny. Despite all that my mother told me I had to love and respect him, because he gave me life. But there will never be a day that I will ever love that man. You don't have to love him... but you don't have to hate him either, Mon. Hatred only leads to suffering. 2nd Elimination Round National Games, Nakhon Sawan You stupid country girl! Lieutenant Yut like me... not you! Nonsense! He fell in love with me the moment this eyes met mine. For Christ's sake, keep your minds on the game! Leave it. It's mine. Whoever's gonna take it, let the other know. Doesn't look like your team's very focussed today, Coach. They're not professionals. They have their ups and downs. When they're good, they're good... but when they're bad, they're shocking. I've got a different problem. One playing thinking he's God's gift to the world? Let's kill 'em! Fuck! Why can't you control yourselves? Mon was sent off. Everything just fell to pieces after that. And Nong got all carried away and missed an important shot! It was you who got c arrived away, not me! I missed it because I hurt my poor little arm... - Bullshit, you big fucking slug! - You're a dirty little slut! Stop it! This is supposed to be a competition, not a fucking catfight! Mann's team is killing teamselves laughing. And you, Captain? How well did you play? Better than you stupid queens did. Shut up! Give it a rest! What about Wit and Pia? They played really well. Why haven't you said anything about them? Stop blaming others all the time. Coach, you got here just in time! The rumble's about to start! Are you trying to figure out who's to blame? You should know the answer to that... all of you. Today, I didn't see the Iron Ladies who won three straight games the other day. Huh... the Iron Ladies. They do nothing but put on make-up and preen themselves all day. You said your make-up helps you play. - Chai... - Please let me finish, Coach. I've had enough of your lack of discipline and all the crap that goes with it. Enough is enough. I've tried to be a good captain. Tried to keep the team together. But you drag queens are too much for me. I quit. They're all so damned effeminate. How could they have got into the semi final? You look so disappointed. It's not such a bad thing to have something unusual - come our way now and then. - I agree. I think it adds color. Well I think it's pathetic. This is your last warning. Control their behavior. Don't stir up any more trouble or you're out of the competition. Oh my god! Heavens above! - Pia. - What? - We're on TV today. - So? I look like death warmed up with no make-up. Nobody's gonna notice me. Jung, listen. Don't forget we have a deal with Chai. He stays if we behave and don't wear make-up. Look at Nong... he hasn't said a word. Don't forget, girls. As soon as there's a break, bring me my foundation! Done! So why are you in such a good mood? I'm relieved we're not wearing make-up. Dad will be watching. He won't suspect a thing. - Pia are you okay? - Yeah. Why? You're as pasty as a rotting corpse. Listen, Mon! No kidding around. I feel nervous enough already. - We're no TV today, too! - So pasty... I had some business to do for my mother in Ang Thong. I saw in the paper that you were playing... so I dropped by to cheer you on. I've missed you, Pia. Chat. I'll go and find some seats. Hi there. So that's Kate? She's cute. Just right for you. Pia, I want you to know, I've never stopped loving you. Enough. You can go now. Just go. Hey cutie, I found this. Does it belong to you? I think we'd better take Pia off and start with April or May. Otherwise, we're dead. Okay. What else can go wrong today? Viewers may recall that the District 3 team represented Thailand at the SEA Games three or four year ago. Look at them. They're a well-built team. Most of them are from the air force team. Excellent teamwork. They look like they're here to win. Gross. You said they'd be worth watching. They suck. They're usually much more fun than this. No way. Let's go. If District 3 wins the next set, the Iron ladies are in big trouble. Heaven's to Betsy! Viewers, I think the Iron ladies are trying their best. But they just haven't got it together. I can't believe you missed that last ball! Where's your concentration? What do you think, Coach? We can't go on like this. You're too ugly for words like this. Go and put on some make-up. Don't let Coach Bee down. Are you sure? Well... we're the Iron ladies, aren't we? Something going on over on the Iron Ladies bench. Is something having a heart attack? No. It can't be... The Iron Ladies have been transformed! It'll all start happening now! A break-out at the brothel, was there? I just wanted to say you did an excellent job today. Mind you, at first I wasn't so sure. I think Chai's got something to say. I reckon you guys look much better with your make-up on than without it. Screw you, Captain! - Hello? - Is that you, Bee? No, this is Jung. - This is Bee's dad. - Oh. Hello sir. Where's Bee? Coach Bee is downstairs chatting with the rest of us. I just came upstairs to have a poop. More than I need to know. Tomorrow's her birthday wish her a happy birthday for me. Tell her I'm proud of her. It was a great win today. Wait a minute, sir! Let me get a pen. I can't see a thing! What are we doing out tonight anyway? Tomorrow's the big day. Surprise! Put these on. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday. Happy birthday to you. Make a wish, coach. Blow out the candles! Thank you everyone. Take a good look at me if you want some people like to gossip behind my back. Look at me from my heels to my head. But you've never looked into my heart I may not be what makes you happy. But it doesn't mean I'm bad. Open your heart and take a good look at me. We were born like this, we had no choice. Accept me for what I am. All I ask for is acceptance. You don't have to hate me. You don't have to love me. Either way is okay. Give me a chance, that's all I ask. Who knows? You might find... my heart's no different from yours. What a joke. The faggots are throwing a party of a dyke. Makes me wanna throw up. Open your heart and take a good look at me. We were born like this, we had no choice. Accept me for what I am. All I ask for is acceptance. Happy birthday, Coach. Thanks everyone. We all wish you the best. We haven't known for you long, but you're like a mother to us. We're like the forgotten orphans of society. I think you know we're not that strong... or as confident as we appear to be. We're so lucky to have you, who looks after us like a mother. No way! "Mother" means "old"! Then how about... Mother Coach? Oh my God! You stupid shit. 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 fucking pumpkin. Can't I just have the "fucking" 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, faggot? 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 Bitch? Cunt! 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 faggot 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, we're dead. Next set, I'll get the one with the tits. He's the weakest. We're into the third set and District 5 looks no better. A big hand for Pia! Her technique is impressive! She has other qualities that I think are more impressive. And just what's that supposed to mean, sweetheart? Real woman or fake, show her some respect! Pia, are you okay? Are you hurt? I'll take her place. Wit! Wit! You silly little twats. You really think Wit's going to be intenstead in fish like you? Wit! Who would have thought? The scores are even! We can't even get that one. Get your shit together. I'd rather swim in a fucking sewer than lose to a bunch of faggots. Wow... that was close. Things have completely turned around. The next set is vital to both teams. If District 7 wins, they're the champions. If the Iron Ladies win, they still have a chance. Coach. We're ready to go back on. You sure? Fabulous serve! Ladies and gentlemen, both teams are making changes. It's 2-all and the excitement is mounting! It's the fifth set, and District 7 is pulling out all stops. They're leaving no gaps for the Iron Ladies. Nong, be ready for any curve balls. Mon, Chai... double block or Mann will kill us. It's 4-all in the fifth set! She's serving! What's wrong? He's out cold. Get up. Come on, get up. Little Jung! Little Jung! This is it. One more point! I think I'm going to have a heart attack! It's now or never for District 7. We did it! - I won! I won! - Not you! Jung! Jung won! Jung won! The champions of the national men's volleyball, 3 set to 2, are District 5. Excellent! Fantastic! Talk about gay power! We should make this International Year of the Drag Queen. We'd just be happy with it being the International Year of Tolerance. Coach Bee continued to give her heart and soul to her players, straight and gay, in the true spirit of the game. Between Chai and Mon, the word "faggot" was replaced by "friend." Pia left love behind for a show in China. But distance was no obstacle for Chat. No matter what happened, Jung kept smiling. April, May and June turned to the solace of temple life. Nong continued to find happiness with the little things in life. And Wit finally chose to live his own life. |
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