All language subtitles for Until the Sun Meets the Star (3)

I'm ready for my final test.

Do whatever you want and make me
walk out of this room willingly.

I can't exactly ask an executive
like you to leave this room.

What now?
How are you going to get me back in?

That’s up to you.
Because I’ve already passed the test.

Welcome home.

I hope you enjoy your happiness
built on our suffering,

just like you and your mother did to us.

I hereby appoint Pathawee
as the vice president

of Oriental Paradise Group.

Interesting.

I'm really looking forward
to hearing your vision, Mr. Pathawee.

Nubdao! Hurry, come see your sister!

- Namfah.
- Nubdao.

Come on. Let me help.

She's with the doctor now.

She will be okay.

BOONYAVEJ HOSPITAL

Why is the Grim Reaper this handsome?

Am I going to heaven or hell?

My karma points are already low enough.

Ugh, such an arrogant Grim Reaper.

Won’t even answer my question.

Are you talking to me?

Of course, I'm talking to you.

You’re here to take my soul, aren’t you?

Namfah, you’re awake.

Nubdao.

Wait. I’m not dead?

Of course not.
You’re like a cat with nine lives.

If I’m not dead, then who’s this?

Do you want grilled eggs, young man?

Please help me buy some, dear.
I haven’t sold anything today.

I’ll take them all, Grandma.

Happiness isn’t the same for everyone.

Even if I don’t live in luxury,

even if I haven’t finished my studies,

I am absolutely sure
I am happier than you.

Bold words.

I’d love to know
where you get that confidence from.

Because people who are truly happy
don’t belittle others' struggles.

Excuse me, Uncle!

Wait a moment.

Here, take these.

Oh, no need to do that.

Here.

Yes.

This.

Who are you thinking about?

I’m thinking about

the person who once saved us.

If I could meet him again,

I’d like to thank him properly.

You came home late last night.
Where were you?

I met a hotel employee whose sister had
an accident and took them to the hospital.

Oh dear, is she alright?

She’s fine now.

Look after them, okay? They’re our people.

Of course.

Tawan!

Where are your manners?

Food tastes better
when you take it from someone else.

No wonder some people enjoy it so much.

Sai, make me another.

Here, Wee. Take mine.

It’s fine, Dad.

I’m not that hungry.
I'll eat at the hotel.

Fine then.

I'm full now.

Can you eat leftover food
just like your mother did?

When will you two
stop treating my wife like an enemy?

I am who I am.

If you don’t like it, move somewhere else.

This is my house.

The house is yours.

But this land is Grandma’s.
Did you forget?

I gave your mother more than enough money.

And what did she do with it?

Waste her life away.

And what about the woman
next to you?

Has she been any better?

I don’t even know
how many guys she’s been through.

You can insult me,

but don’t disrespect my mother.

Why?

What’s so special about her?

She's just a homewrecker
who stole someone else's husband.

- Wee.
- Come on then.

Enough!

Both of you, get out.

I’m so bored.
When can I leave the hospital?

The doctor will check today.

If the CT scan is clear, you can go home.

Drink this.

My brain can't get any worse.

Thank you.

Well, Nubdao.

How do you know Mr. Pathawee?

Well…

Don't tell me you're dating.

What? No! He’s the hotel owner’s son.

That’s it?

That’s it. What else could it be?

He’s handsome, rich, and kind.
He’s husband material.

I think he has feelings for you.

The way he looks at you…
It’s more than just friendly.

He’s just well-mannered

and friendly, not like his brother.

He has a brother? Is he as handsome?

He’s good-looking, I suppose.

But his personality? The total opposite.

Ugh, don’t get me started.

- Ms. Sanguansri.
- Mr. Kim.

Where’s Nubdao?

She took half a day off, sir.

She took leave?

Yes, sir.

After working for one day?

Did she say why?

Well…

Nubdao!

Mr. Kim?

Why are you here?

Well…

Ms. Sanguansri said you had an accident.

But you look fine. Nothing seems wrong.

My sister was in an accident, not me.

See, Nubdao? I told you I’m totally fine.

Wee?

Kim? What are you doing here?

I just happened to be in the area,

so I came for a health check-up.

What about you?

Mr. Pathawee
brought my sister to the hospital.

Our new vice president

sure takes great care of his employees.

Maybe we should give him an award
for outstanding management.

A good organization
should treat employees like family, right?

I’d rather train employees
like professional athletes,

play by the rules, follow the strategy,

and if they’re weak or slow,

replace them.

But that way,
you’ll never earn their trust.

I work for results, not for love.

Keep that in mind.

What about you?

You only took half a day off, right?

Get back to work.

Understood, sir.

Does your boss even know
how to talk like a decent person?

I should get back to work too.

Come with me, Ms. Nubdao.

That’s alright. I don’t want
to trouble you any further.

Alright.

Namfah, I’ll take you back first.

Come with me.

I can go back on my own.

You have less than 30 minutes left.

If you don’t come with me,
you'll end up late.

Are you using work pressure
to force me into your car?

I could sue you for labor exploitation.

Smart girl.

But I’m not forcing you.
I’m giving you an option.

Who can force you if you don't want to?

But you do realize that
what Ms. Sanguansri hates the most

is people who are not punctual, right?

You already have one disciplinary warning.

You really wanna risk another?

Fine.

Just this once.

You're walking ahead of me
Do you know where my car is?

I got you here on time.
Won't you thank me?

Thank you.

If you liked the ride,
feel free to join me again anytime.

That won’t be necessary.

I don’t like owing people favors.

I didn't take it, Ms. Sanguansri.

I didn't take it.

I really didn't take it.

What happened?

The guest believes Duangporn
stole her diamond earring.

I didn’t steal it! I swear on my life!

I swear I didn't steal it.

Checked the footage?

We did, sir.

Only Duangporn entered the room.

But I didn’t take the earring!
Please believe me!

Did we offer

to compensate the guest?

We did. But she refused.

She said they're important to her.

Her late husband gave it to her
on their anniversary.

I really didn't take it.

Mr. Kim.

People’s eyes don’t lie.

Are you sure
that Duangporn didn’t steal it?

Yes.

If no one took it, then it must
still be somewhere in this room.

We’ve already checked
every inch of the room, Mr. Kim.

If it were still here,
we would have found it by now.

Wait a second.

Please take this.

What are you doing?

Let me help.

Thank you.

Here.

Here?

Got it!

I’m here to help.

Hang in there.

Did you find it?

Yes.

Duangporn.

Yes, ma'am.

If it weren’t for you,
I’d be in serious trouble.

We don’t even know each other.

Why did you believe in me?

A real thief would have telltale signs.

At the very least,
it would show in their eyes.

But your eyes said you weren’t a thief.

You’re smart and kind.
No wonder Mr. Kimhan hired you.

Does everyone here

have to pass his test?

Not really. You’re the first.

Your shirt button…

Thank you for changing the buttons for me.

No problem.

Fortunately Ms. Sanguansri
didn’t notice first.

Oh.

The vice president wants to see you now.

Which vice president?

I'd like to offer you a position
as my secretary.

Would you be interested?

Well… I…

You don’t need prior experience.

A little training,
and you’ll do just fine.

I…

Are you hesitant
about something, Ms. Nubdao?

Tell him that you're mine.

I hired you as front desk staff,

not as someone’s secretary.

Ms. Nubdao has more potential than that.

I want her in a position
that suits her abilities.

She’s only worked here for two days,

and you’re offering her a promotion?

What about the people
who’ve been here for years?

Let me ask you.

Are you doing this
for the hotel or for yourself?

Let's not argue about this.

Let Nubdao decide for herself
who she wants to work for.

Well, Nubdao? What’s your decision?

I’m wondering what’s so special about you.

You’ve been here two days, and Mr. Kimhan
and Mr. Pathawee are fighting over you.

You're causing problems.

I’ll give you one day to decide.

Tomorrow, I want an answer.

How much is it again?

Thirty-two thousand baht, ma’am.

Can I pay in installments?

PAYMENT

Actually, Ms. Namfah's bill
has already been settled.

What?

THIRTY-TWO THOUSAND BAHT

Actually, Namfah and I
could have just taken a taxi home.

I didn't want to bother you.

It’s no problem at all. I wanted to.

This is your home? It looks nice.

There's no way it can compare
to your mansion, Mr. Pathawee.

Namfah!

It’s true. He’s the owner’s son.

His house must be massive.

A big house

and wealth may not always bring happiness.

That's why people say,

"A happy hut
is better than a gloomy castle."

Then, what is happiness to you,
Mr. Pathawee?

Nub, what do you have for me to eat?
I'm hungry.

Well, I should be going now.

Who was that guy?

Interesting.

My niece is really attractive.

Even a rich guy is interested in you.

You'd better not let him go.

Stop saying nonsense, Uncle.

Mr. Pathawee and I aren’t anything.

We’re just employer and employee.

Then, hurry up and make him your husband!

I have no time for that.

I’m too busy working my ass off
just to pay for food, rent, and utilities.

Have you ever heard the saying,

"A woman needs a husband?"

And if that husband happens to be rich,

then you just won the lottery!

Then you don't have to work
your ass off like this.

Uncle Pu!

Your niece just got hit by a car.

Shouldn’t you at least ask how
I’m doing first?

You didn’t even visit me.

Of course, I’m worried.

I was just about to ask.

I’m better now. The doctor said
I can recover at home,

but I’m still a bit sore.

My niece.

So, how much compensation did you get?

How much did you get?

Are you going to keep it all?

Just give me some.

Don't be stingy.

How did you know
that would help us find the earring?

Maybe I’m just more familiar
with the darkness than the light.

Here you go.

Yes, that’s it.

I’m so sorry. I misunderstood.

Please, madam.

You must make a decision, Nubdao.

I’ve thought about it carefully.

I’ll remind you.
Your decision today is final.

There will be no changing your mind

unless you resign

or get fired.

I understand.

Agreed, gentlemen?

Agreed.

No problem. I can’t force anyone.

Alright.

Will you be the personal assistant
to Vice President Pathawee?

Or will you remain
as a front office trainee,

your original role?

I choose…

I didn’t expect you to turn down
a personal assistant job for this.

Every position
has its responsibilities and importance.

But I prefer working in the front office.

So, you like fixing
other people’s problems?

You could say that.

I feel fulfilled when I can help guests
solve their issues.

And what if you fail?

Then I learn from it
and do better next time.

That's so optimistic.

I thought you were living
in a lavender field.

The more we let negativity consume us,

the further we push happiness away.

In the end,
we might miss what truly matters.

I’ll try to remember that.

Mr. Kimhan.

About the hospital bill…
Thank you so much.

You… You knew it was me?

MR. KIMHAN BOWORNWISUT

I'm hiring you as a front office trainee.

You can start tomorrow.

I recognized it.

It’s the same signature you used
when you hired me.

I’ll make sure to pay you back
as soon as I can.

I knew it.

I knew you’d say that.
That’s why I didn’t tell you.

- I don’t like owing--
- "I don’t like owing anyone."

See?

Alright then, if you already found out…

Pay me back whenever you can.
I’m not in a hurry.

Thank you so much.

She even memorized my signature.

I found a new secretary for you.

Come in.

Good afternoon, Mr. Techit.

Good afternoon, Mr. Pathawee.

I’m looking forward to working with you.

Likewise.

I want to meet this arrogant little girl
who dared turn down your offer.

- Man, that was exhausting.
- I can't do it anymore.

- Too many guests.
- I need a break.

It felt like we were drowning.

Right?

Who’s that?

She's probably a new hire.
I've never seen her before.

Hi there. I’m Maiaek. I'm a chef here.

These two

are Offroad and Meepooh,

- my assistants.
- Yes.

I'm Nubdao. I work at the front office.

Nice to meet you, Ms. Nubdao.

That soft-boiled egg…
It’s cooked at precisely 77°C

for about five to seven minutes.

The yolk sets into
the perfect gel consistency.

That is a proper soft-boiled egg.

Did you make that yourself?

No, my sister did.

Sounds like she enjoys cooking.

You can tell all that from a single egg?

I considered other elements too.

The yolk texture, egg white consistency,

and even the color of the sauce.

You’re really detail-oriented.

No wonder you’re the executive chef.

Not quite.

Don’t believe him. He’s full of it.

Stop right there.

Why?

If your sister enjoys cooking,

she should apply
for the kitchen helper position.

We’re hiring right now.

Exactly. The kitchen helper
is responsible for ingredient preparation

and food storage, ensuring
everything meets hygiene standards.

Think your sister might be interested?

I’m in! My dream of becoming a chef
is finally within reach!

But Chef Maiaek said you’ll need to pass

both a written test
and a practical cooking exam first.

- Are you ready for that?
- Absolutely!

I’ll study all night tonight.

Are you sure?

To remove fishy odors,
gut the fish properly.

Eat with me.

Use a sharp knife,

make a precise cut along the belly,
and carefully remove the innards

without rupturing the gallbladder,

as it will make the dish bitter.

And when gutting the fish, it's better
to use your hands rather than a knife…

Namfah, wake up.

Did you turn it off?

Not yet.

Can I sleep a little more?

Come on. Just go and sleep properly.

Go and sleep properly.

Get up. This will hurt your back.

Gently.

I said gently.

Then, what is happiness to you,
Mr. Pathawee?

My happiness…

How long has it been
since we last saw each other?

Ten years?

You haven’t changed a bit.

Can’t say the same for you.

You’re almost unrecognizable.

In what way?

Your looks.

Your style.

Even your drink order.

You didn't expect me
to still drink orange juice, did you?

Some things

are an acquired taste.

At first, you might not like them,

but with time,

you grow to like them,

or even crave them.

Wouldn’t you agree?

I wouldn’t know.

Come on, Kim. Don’t be so cold.

Have you forgotten?
We used to be something.

Tell me…

Am I still your first love?

Happy Birthday.

Thank you.

What are you doing here?

I’m the new secretary
for your little brother.

Don't call that brat my brother.

You still haven’t moved on?
That was ages ago.

Some things don’t just move on.

No matter how much time passes.

Don’t tell me

you’re still mad
just because I broke up with you?

I told you not to serve it!
But you made me serve it anyway!

- But it had to be served!
- In the end, I got scolded.

- You didn't.
- Hey, look.

Go.

Hey there, Ms. Nubdao.

Hello.

Didn’t think you’d be
the superstitious type.

Do you know why the founder’s statue
is placed at the back of the hotel

instead of the front?

Ever since I started working at the hotel,

Mr. Aran's statue has always been here.

The cleaning staff comes by
once in a while to dust it off.

Maybe it’s a feng shui thing?

Don't say you heard it from me.

Heard what?

I heard this statue… is haunted!

Haunted? How?

Let me tell you the story.

Just talking about it gives me chills!

Chills what? This hotel is massive.
There’s no way ghosts exist here.

Ghosts aren’t just in old,
abandoned places, you know?

In any place where someone
has died, ghosts exist.

Do you know how Mr. Aran passed away?

They say Mr. Aran shot himself dead.

And do you know why?

His death remains a mystery to this day.

Mr. Aran died in 1998.

It could’ve been because of
the Tom Yum Kung financial crisis in ’97.

Makes sense.

A lot of people took their own lives
back then because of bankruptcy.

- Exactly.
- See?

That’s why his spirit is still here,
lingering to this day.

Boo!

Are you all having fun?

Mr. Kimhan!

I'm screwed.

I warned you not to gossip about
the executives, even if they’ve gone.

I wasn’t gossiping.

I just wanted to know
why the founder’s statue

was abandoned in the back garden

and the cause of his death.

Why do you care? He's gone.

Knowing won’t change anything.

Studying the hotel’s history

helps us understand its strengths,

weaknesses, and past strategies.

We have to learn from the past
to adapt in the present

and shape the future, don’t we?

And that includes
the cause of the founder’s death?

If his death was linked
to the hotel’s management, then yes.

Well, I'm an executive too.

Aren't you curious about me?

- Nope.
- Why not?

I wouldn’t dare intrude on your privacy.

Let me tell you something.

I am this hotel’s greatest strength.

You better remember that.

Is there a problem, Mr. Kim?

I should get back to work.

Did Nabdao break any rules?

No.

- Or maybe…
- Enough.

No need to guess.
She didn’t do anything wrong.

It’s just that you were talking to her
for quite a while, so I thought--

Ms. Sanguansri,

do you know anything about Mr. Aran?

Why do you want to know?

Just answer me.

Did he really shoot himself?

Can I not go?

Come on. Why would you
shut yourself in the house all the time?

It’s good to get some fresh air.

Besides, you haven’t been
to the hotel in ages.

Even if I go, it won’t make
a difference.

Now, you and Kimhan
are running the place just fine.

The management job is not for me.

But you’re still a shareholder.

It’s good for the employees
to recognize you.

Come with us, Mother.
We can have lunch at the hotel together.

Please.

Fine.

Good.

Has Kimhan woken up yet?

He left for the hotel early this morning.

Who allowed this inside?

I said, who allowed this inside?!

Are you all deaf?
I asked who put this here!

I ordered it moved here.

Kim.

Take it out now.

Did you hear me? I said take it out now.

Mr. Aran was a co-founder.

Why can’t his statue be here?

Because I said no. That’s why.

Why not?

He was your friend, right?

Kim!

- Dad!
- Techit!

I should’ve destroyed it long ago.

We already talked about this, didn’t we?

You still haven't forgotten about him?

I only have you now.

So, in the end, it had to be moved back.

The chairman must have
a painful past with this statue.

My father might never get over

watching his best friend shoot himself
and not being able to stop it.

You knew about Mr. Aran?

That's all I know.
No one likes to bring it up.

It’s a painful wound for my family.

Now that I look at it closely,
you actually resemble him.

Are you saying I look as stiff as a rock?

No! I meant…

You look polite and kind,

just like the statue.

So,

between young Mr. Aran and me,
who’s more handsome?

Well, you both have your own charm.

Ms. Sanguansri.

Tell Nabdao to keep her distance
from Pathawee. I don’t like it.

I don’t like employees
getting too close to management.

I absolutely hate

employees who try
to butter up their bosses.

Don’t worry, I’ll warn Nabdao about it.

And I’ll also make sure

she doesn't cozy up to you either.

No need.

It looks weird.

What kind of food is this?

No name yet.
It's my first time cooking this.

Let's try.

I saw you talking to Wee alone yesterday.
What were you discussing?

- I can’t tell you.
- Why not?

Because you told me not to.

What exactly did I tell you?

WHITE PRISON

- Pu.
- Yeah?

Break open this cabinet.

This is way too risky.

You know Techit has money and power.

What are you gonna do to fight him?

Right now, I need your help.
Are you with me, Pu?

No… No! Help me! No!

Subtitle translation by: Panuwat Baikeawon