All language subtitles for Until the Sun Meets the Star (6)

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Auntie, this is my sister, Nubdao.

Namfah…

Nubdao…

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HELPER CHEF RESULT
CONGRATULATIONS TO MS. NAMFAH

I know everyone's worried,

but what do you expect me to do?

Some internet troll
made up this entire story.

- You're really going to compete?
- I have to.

But Namfah really wants this job.

If you enter, there's no way she'll win.

Are you going to crush
your daughter's dream?

But this is the only way
I can get the evidence I need, Pu.

Let's patch you up first.

I'll do it.

There's still time to change your mind.
I can help.

I believe that a person's worth
is determined by their work,

not by who they know.

All ten pieces are intact.

None were torn by the shucker.

Have you done this before?

No.

For your first time,
this is really impressive.

You pass.

This is perfect.

Yes.

Nine pieces?

Why are there only nine?

I accidentally tore one.

In that case, we have our winner.

How was it, Namfah? Did you pass?

I did.

I made it, Nubdao.

I made it, Nubdao!

I made it!

Good job! Congratulations!

Thank you for always helping me.

You did really well.

Auntie.

Namfah.

I just wanted to thank you
for teaching me how to shuck oysters.

Wedge the shucker
into the side of the shell,

then run it along the edge to open it.

If the muscle's still attached,

use a small knife to cut it.

Oh, that? It's nothing.

I helped because
I saw how hard you were trying.

Even after getting hurt,

you kept going.

I really admire your determination.

That oyster…

Did you purposely tear it
to help me?

Not at all, dear.

It was my mistake.

I was in a hurry,
and my hands were shaking.

I see.

We've been talking all this time,
but I don't know your name.

What is it?

Ratree.

My name is Ratree.

Will I see you again, Aunt Ratree?

I'm sure we will meet again.

All right.

Take good care of yourself, dear.

You and your sister only have each other.

You need to love each other.

Be careful.

You can never really know
someone's true intentions these days.

Don't trust anyone too easily.

Thank you so much, Auntie.

All right.

Oh, I heard Pu was bragging about you

becoming a head chef soon. Is that true?

It's just a kitchen helper, Auntie.
Uncle Pu likes to talk big.

She still has a lot to learn about cooking

before she can become a chef.

Hurry up and get good at it,

so I can ask you for some recipes
for my own food stall.

If anything, I should
be learning from you, Aunt Phit.

We'll see. By the way, where's Pu?

Probably at the gambling den again.

You're really lucky, Namfah,

to have landed a job.

- Thank you.
- Tonight,

I can sleep peacefully. Thank you.

- Thank you, Auntie.
- I'm going now.

- Alright.
- Okay.

I can sleep peacefully tonight.
What a nice day!

Let's go.

- Pu.
- Yeah?

I did the right thing, didn't I?

You did.
At least Namfah got her dream job.

But I still don't trust them,
especially Taychit.

I'm afraid

they'll do to my daughter
what they did to me.

Sis, it's been ages.

You should move on.
He might have already changed.

No way.

People like him never change.

He's still the same. I know him.

But you're still sending
your daughters there?

As long as he doesn't know
they are my kids,

there should be nothing to worry about.

Lost in thought about me, Mr. Wee?

What? Who would think about you?

If not me, then who?

Or… maybe your secretary, Yada?

Stop guessing.
You won't die from not knowing.

I will! If I don't find out, it'll kill me

My curiosity is off the charts.

Who could it be, huh?
Who stole my friend’s heart?

Alright, alright.
I'll introduce you sometime.

But tonight, finish your work.
No slacking.

Got it, boss.

It's beautiful.

Yes.

Beautiful.

So beautiful.

The stars tonight
are more beautiful than ever.

You're quite romantic, aren't you?

Only to some people.

Someone important to me.

Do you say this to every woman?

You're the first.

It's late. I better head home.

Wait.

Nubdao.

Nubdao, wait.

Nubdao doesn't love you.

Wee!

Wee!

I was having such a good dream.

Crazy dream.

NUBDAO PRATEEPKAMOL

Ms. Jitree.

I made Masaman curry for you.
Please try some.

You think I'll go easy on you
just because of your Masaman curry?

I think it's time
we let go of past grudges.

Thank you.

You must have a green thumb.
Everything you plant flourishes.

What's this flower?

It smells nice, and the color is lovely.

Oleander.

I've only heard the name. Never knew
it looked like this. Is it hard to grow?

It's easy to plant,
and even harder to kill.

Most people only know it
as an ornamental plant,

unaware of how many lives it has claimed.

Oleander is poisonous?

I had no idea.

Of course.

If its poison dissolves
in water and is ingested,

it causes nausea, vomiting, dizziness,

blurred vision, ringing ears,

and a slowed pulse.

In severe cases,
it can even stop the heart.

What's wrong?
Are you afraid I might poison you?

Wait…

What kind of tea did you give me?

So, you do fear for your life after all.

Relax.

It's not oleander tea.

You won't die from drinking it.

It's a holy day today.
I'm not in the mood for killing.

Now get lost.

That was so satisfying, Grandma!
That mistress must be shaken up.

I'm playing a mind game with her.
Let's see how strong she really is.

But what if she tells Dad?

Oh, she wouldn't dare.

Sasi has always been a coward.

You're amazing.

Honestly, you should've just poisoned her
and gotten rid of her already.

If she died now, where's the fun in that?

I want her to suffer so much,
she'd beg to be in hell instead.

Oh wow, Grandma! You're incredible!

Good, isn't it?

- Does this taste good?
- Very good.

Good afternoon, ma'am.

I'm getting a hot stone massage today.
Oh, and use rosewood for the aroma.

And give me a body scrub too.

Someone's already booked those services.
Could you choose another package?

No way. I was here first,
so serve me first. Make it happen.

I'm a special guest of Mr. Kimhan.

The guest who booked before you

is also a special guest of Mr. Kimhan.

And who on earth could possibly
be more special than me?

I asked you. Who is it?

That would be me.

I was expecting some VIP.

Turns out, it's just a washed-up actress

now resorting to OnlyFans.

Oh dear, have you even looked
in the mirror lately?

When was your last gig again?

When was that?

About five years ago?

Honestly, you'd be better off
parading as a car model at local fairs.

Are you that desperate for attention?
Running around picking fights like a dog?

Oh, but then again, people from low places

always look low,

no matter how hard they try.

And you? Where exactly did you come from?

Don't tell me you've forgotten your roots.

A hostess who clawed
her way into modeling?

Honestly, I should applaud
your determination.

That's not even enough.

You think you're the only one
who can throw hands?

Huh, Cindy?

Ma'am.

- Please, let's not resort to violence.
- Please, don't fight.

Why?

- You lowlife!
- Look who's talking, you trash!

You idiot!

Every time you two see each other,
there's always drama.

What should I do?

She started it.
I was just defending myself.

Wow, how shameless.
Your lies are next level.

Mr. Kimhan, you can ask the staff here

who started it first.

- You b--
- Enough.

Both of you.

You think I don't know exactly
what you're like?

Alright, I'll ask this one last time.

Name your price.

- For what?
- A payout.

I'll pay you to get out of my life.

- Mr. Kimhan!
- Mr. Kimhan!

- No!
- No!

I don't want that.

I'm your wife!
You can't just throw me away!

I'm also your wife!
You can't just cast me aside!

Nubdao, come with me.

- Mr. Kim! Mr. Kim!
- Holding hands?

This is all your fault!

- You started it!
- No, it's your fault!

This isn't the time
for you to be in a good mood

Then, what mood should I be in?

You should at least feel bad.
Two women just fought because of you.

And?

And you're acting like nothing happened?

I've warned those two countless times.
What else do you expect me to do?

Should I set up a boxing ring
and let them fight it out?

Whoever loses gets out of my life.
Would that settle things?

Anyone with you
is doomed to a lifetime in hell.

Want to join me in hell?

What is it, Mr. Chairman?

You give me a headache every single day.

It's my business. Why does it bother you?

You don't even deserve
to share my last name.

A scandal like this in our hotel,
employees gossiping,

it's shameful. Do you understand?

It's been this way since your generation.
Still not used to it?

How dare you talk back to me,
you ungrateful brat?

I'm just stating facts. Can't handle it?

Excuse me. I'll wait outside.

No.

Stay here.

Might as well get to know my family.

Another one of your women?

No, sir. I'm just an employee.

Not yet.

But who knows about the future?

Kim, get your woman out of my office now.

Go!

Let's go.

What is it?

Sir, have you seen this?

THE DEAD ARE COMING BACK FOR REVENGE
KILL BILL

- IT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE A SUICIDE
- THEN WHO KILLED HIM? TELL ME

I WON'T SAY A THING

IT'S NOT HARD TO GUESS

WHOEVER BENEFITS MUST'VE DONE THAT

IS IT T.M.?

WHO IS T.M.?

THE OWNER
OF "THE HEAVEN OF THE EAST" HOTEL.

REALLY? OMG!

Haven't you found them yet?

I've been keeping an eye on them, sir.

They're coming out now.

Bring that person to me.

I need to know what they have on Aran.

Got it, sir.

Hey, make way.

Are you sure it's her?

Yes, I followed her,

but she noticed and escaped.

But I went back
and checked the security footage.

It's definitely Mirantee.

I've never even seen her face,

and now she's messing with my life.

When did she get out of prison?

A few days ago.

She was a model prisoner
and got an early release.

She's just a scapegoat.

Does she really think she can hurt me?

It sounds like Mr. Kimhan
doesn't get along with the chairman.

I doubt it. They're father and son.
They won't stay angry forever.

Nubdao.

Have you heard
the rumors about the chairman?

What rumors?

Well…

They say…

he shot his friend,
the hotel's co-founder.

What are you talking about, Namfah?

If someone overhears us,
we'll be in trouble.

It's too late. It's already trending.

Someone's probably spreading fake news
just to damage his reputation

What are you talking about?

Well…

We were just discussing

my first day at work, Mr. Pathawee.

What's with you?
You're talking way too formally.

Well…

Well…

you're my boss now.

I can't exactly speak casually.

Just talk like you always do.
Forget the titles. I'm not used to it.

That's a relief.

Acting formal feels unnatural to me too.

Mr. Wee, you can relax as well.

Just talk to me like before. Don't think
of me as your subordinate. I don't mind.

Just see me as your colleague, okay?

Namfah, that's too much.

Namfah is right.

I'd rather
we see each other as colleagues.

It'll help us get along better.

Mr. Maiaek is in a meeting with the chefs.
I'll go get him.

Wait.

Yes?

I'm not here for Maiaek.

I wanted to celebrate
your success, Namfah.

It's just a kitchen helper job.
It doesn't need a big celebration.

Every role here is equally important.

I want you to feel part of our family.

If it's to celebrate Namfah,
why did he invite me?

Look at all this food.
I can't possibly eat it all alone.

Glad you're here. You can help us.

Nubdao loves fish.

Mr. Wee, can you pass her some?

The fish cheek is the best part.

Try it.

But it's Namfah's celebration.

She should get the best piece.

Take it. I'll have the tail.

Then I'll go ahead and eat it.

Go ahead.

This is delicious, Nubdao.

Way better than the fish at home.

Oh, can I try the omelet?

Sure.

Nubdao, here.

If you like it,
we can come here more often.

That would be too much trouble.

Then invite Mr. Wee over
to our house sometime.

I'll cook for everyone.

That's a great idea.

I'd love to taste your cooking.

Yes, Mr. Kimhan?

Come see me, right now.

- But--
- No buts.

I know you're still at the hotel.
You've got five minutes.

Something wrong?

Mr. Kimhan wants to see me urgently.

It's after hours.

You can say no to Kim sometimes.

You don't have to jump whenever he calls.

Front office handles urgent issues.

Maybe something happened. Excuse me.

Please look after Namfah, Mr. Pathawee.

Nubdao…

What do you think is the most important
trait in the service industry?

A service mindset.

You must genuinely care
about your work and customers.

For me, loyalty matters most.

Without trust, customers won't return.

What exactly are you trying to say?

Just be direct.
No need to beat around the bush.

Alright, fine.

You know I don't get along with Pathawee.
Don't spend time with him. Clear enough?

It is.

But not reasonable.

Just because you have issues with him
doesn't mean I do.

We can work together even if we disagree.

I don't want you
wasting your time on others.

Right now, I only have you, Nubdao.

I think you're stressed from work today.
I'll leave you alone.

Nubdao, where are you going?
Listen to me first. Nubdao!

Where are you going?
At least hear me out, Nubdao!

It hurts.

Thank you.

I'm sorry…

for losing my temper earlier.

It's fine. Just don't do it again.

I've applied a cold compress
to ease the pain.

Make sure your ankle doesn't come
into contact with heat for 48 hours.

If the blood vessels expand,

it'll hurt more and take longer to heal.

If we didn't already know each other,
I'd think you were a doctor.

I used to be a reckless kid,

so I've picked up some experience.

No wonder girls won't let you go easily,

with how well you take care of them.

You're throwing shade at me again,
aren't you?

I'm not. I'm just making
an observation based on what I see.

Maybe I was a flirt before,
but I've stopped.

Now I'm just a tame little cat.

Quitting being a flirt is that easy?

Maybe I've found a goal in life.

As long as your goal doesn't hurt anyone,

I'll be cheering you on to reach it.

MR. ARAN

Do you think this will work?

Who would know the story better
than Mr. Aran himself?

Nonsense.

If you don't believe it,
don't disrespect it.

If you really want to know,

you have to do what I say.

I'm going

to light the incense
and summon Mr. Aran's spirit

into this glass,
then you can ask him directly.

Are you sure about this?

You'll find out soon enough.

I'm okay.

I humbly summon the soul of Mr. Aran

to reside in this glass. Let it be so!

Touch it.

Come on. Touch it.

Hurry up!

Place it on the glass, not on my finger!

You too!

Alright.

Now,

focus your minds and chant after me.

Ma-ma-ma-ma…

Ma-ma-ma-ma…

Spirit of Mr. Aran…

- Spirit of Mr. Aran…
- Come forth!

Come forth!

- Louder!
- Louder!

- Louder!
- Louder!

Ugh, I meant speak louder,

so the spirit can hear!

Let's try again.

Ma-ma-ma-ma…

Ma-ma-ma-ma…

Spirit of Mr. Aran…

Spirit of Mr. Aran…

- Come forth!
- Come forth!

What are you all doing?

Ghost!

I'm scared!

I'm scared! I'm sorry!

I'm scared!

Don't kill me!

There's no ghost here. It's just me.

Mr. Pathawee! Good evening, sir.

It's late. Why aren't you all home yet?
What are you up to?

Are you playing Ouija?

We're not playing.

So, you actually believe those rumors?

Half-believe, half-doubt, sir.

Even if Mr. Aran was murdered,
I don't believe

the chairman was behind it.

I'm sorry. What are you saying?

I don't believe it.
Who could kill their best friend?

Best friends turn against each other
for money and power all the time.

It's all over the news.

But I'm sure it wasn't my father.

He may seem strict,

but he loves his people, looks after
employees, and gives people chances.

Seems like you take after
your father exactly, Mr. Pathawee.

That's why you keep looking after
and taking care of my sister.

I know you have a thing for Nubdao.

So… would you help me?

Help you with my sister?

Easy peasy.

But I have one condition.

You have to help me with something.

Okay. If you help me,
I'll help you with anything.

Now, what do you need my help with?

Mr. Kim is so cold-hearted.

Your foot is swollen,
and he still lets you go home alone.

Couldn't he at least drive you back?
So heartless.

Don't blame him.

He and I are in different positions.

Besides, I don't like troubling people
unless it's necessary.

Unlike Mr. Wee. After we finished eating,

he drove me home.

What kind of man is this? Perfect,
handsome, and such a gentleman.

So cool.

Nubdao, what do you think of Mr. Wee?

He's nice.

He seems calm,

smart, distant, and cool.

Why do you ask?

I think he likes you.

And you? Do you have any interest in him?

A perfect guy like him has options.
He wouldn't be interested in me.

- But--
- And don't try

to play matchmaker.

It won't work.
Let him find someone who truly suits him.

Come on, Nubdao. That's so cold.

Or…

Do you already have
someone you like? Spill it!

Hey! Well?

Who texted you?

Go to bed.

Who texted you?

It's bedtime.

Suspicious.

HOW'S YOUR FOOT?

BETTER NOW

I'M SORRY

YOU'VE SAID SORRY A HUNDRED TIMES NOW

I DON'T WANT YOU TO BE MAD

I'M NOT MAD. IT WAS AN ACCIDENT

I'LL ALLOW YOU TO TAKE A DAY OFF TOMORROW

LET'S SEE HOW I FEEL FIRST
I DON'T WANT TO MISS WORK

Please stop here.

Why?

I'll walk from here.

I'll take you home.

That way, I can help you.

I don't want people around here
to see us in a bad light.

Are you afraid they'll assume

something about us?

Yes.

You can call me old-fashioned,
outdated, or whatever,

but I care about these things.

Just the fact that you brought me home
is more than enough.

When will you start talking to me
like a normal person?

Don't normal people talk to you like this?

No.

Other people don't talk to me
like a robot or some AI like you do.

You're my boss.

If I don't talk like this,
how else should I speak?

Just think of me as a friend.

Talk casually.
No need for all the formalities,

like "sir" or something like that.
Can you do that?

This is an order.

I'll try, sir.

Nubdao…

Take this!

It's been a week.

Are you paying or not?

I don't have any money. Even if
you kill me, I still won't have any.

If you don't pay, I'll cut off one finger
for every thousand you owe.

No! Don't cut my fingers!

Please, I'm begging you!

Even if you cut off all 20 fingers,

he still won't have the money to pay you.

- Sis.
- This isn't your business.

- Stay out of it.
- How much does he owe you?

- Seven thousand.
- Seven thousand my ass! I owe you 5,000.

That 5,000 is the principal.
The other 2,000 is interest.

Damn it.

I'll give you 10,000.

Leave him alone.

See that?

My sis is amazing.
You better not mess with me again.

I'll give you 20,000.

If he steps into a gambling den again,

beat the hell out of him for me.

Got it, sis.

Sis!

Why did you do that to me?

That's what I should ask you.

Since when did Mr. Pathawee
and Namfah start getting cozy?

And why are you so nosy about them?

Well, I just wanna know.

I saw them together last night.
Seems like favoritism to me.

I don't think so.

Namfah got in through her own skills.

When you first started working here,
you weren't even as good as she is.

Yeah, I agree.

- Exactly.
- She's even smarter than you.

Me?

- What did I do?
- You're just dumb.

Correct.

Did you realize it now?

There.

Don't be dramatic.

Thanks, sis.

If you hadn't helped me,
I'd be missing a few fingers.

I wasn't planning on helping you for free.

Are you making me work
as a kitchen helper?

No way, it's too hot in there.

Did I ever say
I was going back to being a chef?

Then, what do you want me to do?

No one's here?

Dear gods, please help me.

Alright, let's do this.

Alright.

Let's go.

Let's do this.

Who are you here to see?

Ms. Wadee…

It's been a while.
What are you sending me now?

TO MR. TAYCHIT
FROM WADEE KANCHANASILP

FOR YOU, HOPE IT WILL BE USEFUL
KILL BILL

I don't care where they are.

You have to drag them here.

Got it?

Then go!

The rumors about our hotel
are clearly affecting our booking rates.

The best way to respond to fake news

is to ignore it.
Let it die down on its own.

If we can't provide an answer,
people have every right to be suspicious.

So, you think my father did it, too?

I wouldn't dare judge
based on rumors alone.

That wouldn't be fair.

Then don't judge me as a womanizer either.

That one's not just a rumor.
I saw it with my own eyes.

What you saw may not be what it seems.

Just like my father.

He may seem hot-tempered, but I believe
he wouldn't do something like that.

The only way
to restore the hotel's reputation

is to uncover the truth,
so guests can regain their trust.

Fine. Let's do that.

If you really want to find the truth
about this case, I'll take you somewhere.

What is it?

It's not good news.
It's about Mr. Pathawee.

Spit it out.

Well, I have something to show you.

- Quit it.
- I can't.

You have to!

If you don't stop,

I'll send you overseas.

You wanted evidence, right?

This is the hotel's archive room.

You might find something here.

The man standing next to him
should be Mr. Aran.

But who's the woman beside him?

Who the hell is he?

Who is he?

Pu.

I need you to do something for me.

What now, sis?

Subtitle translation by: Panuwat Baikeawon