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HAPPINESS
I'M LONELY.
MOOK
MISS PINN, A CRIPPLINGLY LONELY GIRL.
IN NEED OF A MAN. AN UGLY FACE IS ALL RIGHT IF YOU'RE RICH.
MOOK, YOU WEIRDO OF A FRIEND.
I HOPE YOU GET DUMPED IN CHIANG RAI. MY MISERY WOULD LOVE SOME COMPANY.
WATCH YOUR MOUTH, PINN. I'LL BITCHSLAP YOU.
AND BEWARE OF THAT HAG COMING FOR THE RENT. FROM MOOK.
SHE WAS BANGING ON MY DOOR. ENJOY YOUR TRIP ON MY BEHALF.
FINDING JOBS ONLINE
ACCOUNTANT
I'D LIKE TO KNOW YOU. FROM +66870447331
SO MEAN, I JUST WANTED TO TALK.
DO WE KNOW EACH OTHER?
NO, BUT WE'RE GETTING THERE.
ARE YOU A MALE OR FEMALE?
MALE.
CALLING
The number you have dialed is not available at this moment.
Please try again.
HI.
NO NEW MESSAGES
HI, WHAT ARE YOU UP TO?
JUST ENJOYING THE VIEW. YOU?
JUST LYING DOWN. I'M SO LONELY.
DO YOU HAVE AN EMAIL ADDRESS FOR MSN?
I DON'T HAVE A COMPUTER. I HAVE A REALLY SMALL SPACE.
PITY, I DON'T HAVE A COMPUTER. I HAVE A REALLY SMALL SPACE.
I CAN TALK TO YOU ALL NIGHT. YOU WON'T BORE ME. YOU?
ME TOO. I'VE BEEN SHUT IN. HAVEN'T TALKED TO ANYONE FOR SO LONG.
ME NEITHER. I'VE BEEN ALONE FOR 100 DAYS NOW.
ARE YOU ILL?
WORST OF LUCK. MY TAXI FLIPPED OVER, ALMOST KILLING ME.
I'VE BEEN IN A CAST FOR OVER THREE MONTHS NOW.
HAVE YOU EVER HEARD ABOUT SILVER LININGS AFTER A STORM?
ARE YOU ASLEEP?
NO, I'M NOT SLEEPY YET.
CAN I ASK FOR A PHOTO?
LET'S EXCHANGE. MY PHOTO FOR YOURS. DEAL?
DEAL. YOURS FIRST.
I'M PROBABLY NOT AS PRETTY AS YOU'D HOPED.
PROBABLY NOT AS HOT AS YOU EXPECTED.
NO CHEATING. THAT'S THE PHOTO I SENT.
LOOK CLOSER. I'M IN THE PHOTO WITH YOU.
SEARCH FOR PHONE NUMBER
CALLING
The number you have dialed is not available at this moment.
I WENT TO A 100TH DAY MEMORIAL SERVICE.
THE DECEASED KILLED HIMSELF.
THEY PUT THEIR SON'S CELL PHONE IN HIS COFFIN
IN CASE HE EVER GETS LONELY
OR WANTS TO COMMUNICATE.
I'VE BEEN ALONE FOR 100 DAYS NOW.
ARE YOU ILL?
WHAT ARE YOU SO AFRAID OF?
DON'T TURN OFF THE PHONE, I DON'T LIKE THAT.
I'LL BE PASSING BY WHERE YOU LIVE. CAN I COME AND SEE YOU?
NO, MY BOYFRIEND WON'T LIKE THAT.
YOU'RE ALONE. I'M WATCHING YOU.
I'M OUTSIDE THE BUILDING.
I'M HEADING UPSTAIRS.
I'M IN YOUR ROOM NOW.
LET'S JUST SPLIT UP. I'M SEEING SOMEONE ELSE.
Hey, Undertaker.
Aren't you going to say hi, huh?
Diew, I said it before, just give me this once.
Hurry up.
Come on.
Let's go.
-Let's go. -Start the car.
-Ngid, get the fuck over here. -Not so fast.
You've gone too far.
Huh? What did you say?
Don't you think what you did was too much?
What was too much? What do you mean?
What you did--
Please...
don't hurt me.
I...
I have to go...
I have to go see my dad at the hospital.
See your fucking dad?
You think you're so fucking cool now that you got us expelled?
I really didn't know.
I...
I just wanted my notebook back.
Fucking prick.
You got the guts to make excuses?
Opening people's bags without permission, that's stealing.
You wanted your notebook,
you could've just taken it.
You didn't have to go to the teacher
because you saw the fucking weed.
But I really didn't know...
there was a teacher behind me.
Oh, yeah, right.
You didn't fucking know.
Enough. Please. Enough.
I'm sorry. It's my fault.
I think it's best
you go drop out tomorrow.
And don't ever show up
with your rotten face again.
Do you understand?
Hey, Undertaker.
You're fucking trash.
Do you know what they do with trash?
Undertaker.
They either bury it or burn it. But the likes of you,
should just be burned.
Hey.
Disappear.
Transfer schools if you like.
If you don't want to be burned alive,
don't ever show your face again.
Do you hear me?
Hey.
Get up. Take a look at your bike.
What a shame.
There goes your bike. Go and get it.
How about we just let him fall for real?
Dude, he could actually fucking fall.
If he does, he'll be mashed to shit.
Hey.
Shit.
Fuck, that was close.
Fuck.
TIT FOR TAT
Don't hold your breath, because I have the nine.
I'm on fire.
My hand sucks.
You want my shirt, too?
-Your shirt? -Just take it.
Keep your shirt on. Calm down.
Did you mark the cards?
If I didn't, I wouldn't have won.
Hey, what the fuck's this?
Oh, that's the Joker.
I forgot to take it out. Sorry.
Diew.
If anything happens to Ngid,
I hope your dad can save our asses.
Hell, Pink.
Watch your fucking mouth.
I think he's just fine.
He's probably dropped out by now.
You guys, too.
Go easy on the weed.
My dad already chewed me out.
If Ngid didn't find it, we wouldn't be in such a hot mess.
It'd be great if he fucking died.
Speaking of him,
I saw his bike parked here yesterday.
Yesterday afternoon, I was just going home...
...and his bike was here.
But I didn't see where he was.
Fucking shit.
What's your fucking problem, Undertaker?
You want to fucking go?
You didn't have enough last time, huh?
Enough.
He could actually die.
Stay out of this, Pink.
Scum like you...
should all just die.
Yo, don't get up.
Yo.
What the fuck are you laughing at?
-No. -Yo.
Not me. No. Get out!
Fuck, get out!
Not me. Fuck, not me!
-What? -What happened?
It's a person!
-Diew, what do we do? -What should we do?
-Diew, what do we do. -Diew.
-Diew. -Get out of here. Come on, go.
Let's go, hurry up.
Leave the stuff. Just run. Go.
Get in your class.
What the fuck do we do?
-Go. -We have to get to the hospital.
-Start the car. -Which one is the closest?
-There's a clinic under my flat. -Yo.
That one's the closest.
-Let's go. -Okay, let's go.
Yo.
-This one? -Yo.
-This one? -No, the next street.
-Here, turn here. -Yo.
Okay.
No. Yo.
Yo.
Yo.
-She's dead. -Toot, get down. Quick.
-Yo. -Get out of the car.
Yo!
What do I even tell her parents?
I think we should go to the police.
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