All language subtitles for Shine EP05 1080p WeTV WEB-DL_English_track2_[eng]

Once you let the wind carry your worries away,

the sun will shine to warm your heart,

right?

Feeling better now?

I think I’ve found a way forward.

If the long-term problem can’t be solved yet,

then focus on solving the short-term one.

In time, it will naturally grow into the long-term solution.

I, Sarasawadee, must come to terms with one truth...

our heart sometimes seems to live a life of its own.

My dear readers, you may have faced that very moment

when the mind says no, yet the heart insists you go forward.

At times, it leaves us questioning—

what is it that we are truly falling in love with?

Is it his smile, the gaze in his eyes, the soft whisper of love,

the sum of everything that makes him who he is;

or are we just falling in love with the idea of being loved?

Just go with the flow!

You know,

let's live in the moment.

My dear readers, you may wonder

how much we can trust him,

or more importantly,

how much we can even trust ourselves.

We declared our love for one another—

so what awaits us on this road ahead?

Watch the road! Drive carefully.

I’m distracted by the view to the side—it’s more captivating.

Falling in love makes everything lovelier,

yet in the end we must awaken from it.

And still, my dear readers,

the song “In the Aether of Love” reminds us:

when the heart has already fallen,

nothing in the world can stop it.

My response to Sarasawadee,

I think we'd better stop.

I'll see you when we're back in Bangkok.

If you’re riding in my car,

I’ll kiss you all the way.

Here—so we can look at the stars together once more.

Mmm.

I'm addicted to your scent, Trin.

Can I trade this for your handkerchief?

It smells so nice.

Does it really?

Mmm.

But it's touched the floor.

Hm?

Seriously?

I'm just kidding.

You can keep it—no need to give it back.

Drive safely.

I'll see you soon.

Hi, good morning.

Hey, where did you sleep last night, Prof?

You're just in time for the monks' lunch offering.

Want me to help carry those trays?

No need.

Excuse me, Phi—

There's some sand on your shirt.

Thanks.

Don’t let him get too close to you.

He’s just an old dude who never finishes college.

A slacker, a drunk

You're a good person, Phi.

Your friends are already gone.

Hurry, or you won’t catch up with them.

Don't worry.

I’ll catch up for sure.

As for the Huay Kam Saeng power plant project

we used as a case study last time,

I visited the site on a field trip, and it became clear to me that

the main problem is

the villagers have no role in the negotiations,

nor access to the information they need.

because the system never grants them the right to investigate,

or to actively participate in the process.

I believe that

no matter how well we design the development plan,

if the local people are not properly informed,

they will end up as nothing more than cheap labor,

earmarked for the industries we assign to them.

Are you suggesting we push for educational initiatives

alongside economic policies?

Yes.

(Education)

I think we should include education in the development plan.

We shouldn’t stop at building only basic infrastructure.

We must give them a true social foundation.

You have a great idea, Dr. Trin. I genuinely admire you.

Thank you, sir.

Some people spend their entire lives working here,

yet never go out to listen

the real people they are meant to serve.

But you—you traveled all the way there, sat down,

and listened to them.

All I could do was

listen and turn what I gathered into a case study,

which is not an immediate solution to their problems.

Our job is to look ahead, Dr. Trin.

Tanwa is here!

Let's go and see him!

How are you?

Hey! Tanwa.

How are you, handsome?

How have you been?

Hello.

You still look as handsome as ever.

Yeah, just the same as before.

Come here.

Good evening.

Please come and take a photo with Miss Thailand, sir.

Big congratulations.

You look stunning.

Good evening, ma'am.

Please join the madam for a photo in a moment.

Good evening.

Dao.

Oh.

Guys, the army spokesperson is here.

Good evening, Mr. Spokeperson.

This is your first time attending the reception with Mrs. Dhevi—

how do you feel, sir?

Yes.

Today I had the chance to bring Dhevi

to meet our new Miss Thailand.

That's great.

And Mrs. Dhevi, are you excited?

We rarely see you at social events.

That's right.

Yes.

Please make way for the Colonel.

Can't you be any more obvious?

Ran, you’re a guest today, not a reporter.

My papa paid a lot to get these tickets for us.

Good evening.

Let's take a seat.

Come.

Welcome.

Can I have a glass?

It's been so long since you showed up, Mrs. Dhevi.

Congratulations.

The pageant was a huge success.

Thank you, sir.

Please take a seat.

- Please, sir / - Yes.

Thank you.

Please have a seat, sir.

Are you tired?

No answer?

Good evening, Tanakom.

Oh. Good evening, Tanwa.

Good evening, Dr. Trin.

Good evening, Mr. Tanwa.

I hope we're going to have a lot of fun tonight,

not less than last night.

I’m craving it already.

Was there a party last night?

Why did I know nothing about it?

You don't need to know everything, punk.

Hmm.

Don't let me see you leave early tonight.

You slay, bro!

Congratulations, Naran.

When will you hold a merit-making ceremony

for your new company's inauguration?

A young, energetic executive of a brand-new,

up-and-coming newspaper like you

shouldn’t forget to help spread the word

about my car company, Mr. Naran.

In fact, please do come to my showroom anytime,

Mr. Naran and Miss Dao.

Just tell me which Mercedes you like,

and I’ll make sure you get a big discount.

Please excuse me.

I need to go to the restroom.

We really mean it, Miss Dao.

If you're interested...

This year's Miss Thailand is gorgeous.

I’ll be back in a moment.

Are you okay?

Don't go.

Annoyed with your woman?

No.

And you?

Following me like this—

won’t that upset yours?

Are you jealous?

A train collision?

Really?

- Yes. / - Where?

Bang Sue.

Hmm.

Fortunately, there were no casualties.

That's good.

I almost didn't make it.

We have to get drunk tonight!

Well then, let’s go.

"yet in the end we must awaken from it."

What does that mean?

I only wrote it to hype things up. That's all.

That's not true.

"Only fools fall too deep, too quickly."

But it couldn't be helped.

The fool you wrote about...

was actually you, wasn't it?

There are plenty of empty cubicles here.

Are you ready

to fall too deep,

too quickly again?

Excuse me, sir.

I have to go now.

Grand Paradiso,

would like to welcome all our patrons!

While the United States

made history by sending Neil Armstrong

to the moon.

Thailand now proudly sends

Miss Thailand

to conquer

the universe

Please welcome Moon Shine!

May you all be captivated by the vibrant music,

a heartfelt expression of our gratitude

for your support in sending this Siamese star

to the Universe.

Mrs. Dhevi, do you want to go home first?

Veera, your boss is probably still tied up at the reception.

I can drive you home now and come back to pick him up later.

Alright.

Mr. Padoem,

may we have an interview?

Mr. Padoem.

Yes, of course.

How do you feel

about tonight's Miss Thailand celebration?

By sending our representative

to the Miss Universe pageant,

we can help boost our national image abroad

after years of absence from this stage.

The Huay Kam Saeng power plant project

is facing heavy criticism.

Mr. Padoem, how do you respond to that?

Yes.

Development projects

always come with all sorts of challenges,

but I remain proud of every opportunity

I’ve been given to serve this country.

Yet tonight is all about creating inspiration—

supporting Thai women

to stand tall on the international stage.

Welcome, Mr. Padoem.

I'm so surprised you're attending this gala.

I’m sorry I didn’t inform you beforehand.

At the very least, I hope this small gift

will inspire Ms. Moira

to keep organizing wonderful events like this—sustainably.

Three million baht.

Wow! Three million!

I’d like to be part of projects that represent

our ladies on the world stage.

Thank you so much.

This is an incredible contribution.

Thank you.

Shall we take a photo?

Of course.

Look this way as well.

You should have told us

you’d be giving an interview at our reception.

But I trust the three-million-baht sponsorship

makes up for it, doesn’t it?

Hello.

Good evening.

Are you ready to fight for Miss Universe's crown?

Yes, sir.

Right now I’m practising my speech and exercising.

What did you just say?

She said she's excercising to keep her body in shape.

Good.

You’ll be wearing a swimsuit on stage too, right?

You should’ve worn it here tonight—

then we could’ve scored you in advance.

Lower the speakers. Now.

And what kind of speech have you been practising?

Why don’t you give this uncle a little preview?

I've been studying...

Turn the speakers off! This is not a hippie concert!

But this isn’t your event either, Dad.

Oh.

For those who don't know,

this is my father,

Mr. Padoem Chatbodi.

A business tycoon—

who doesn’t just control his staff,

but even the loudspeakers.

Wow.

Does my music annoy you that much?

Heh?

Or do you want to join me on stage?

Yeah, I get it.

How about Frank Sinatra's "My Way"?

I think it fits you, Dad.

Because you’re so good at

controlling everything

your way.

Is that right?

How about one more

to balance it out?

Good slap.

That's Padoem Chatbodi.

Running out of steam, Dad?

That's enough, sir.

Butt out.

We can’t settle this with violence.

Trin, back off.

This isn’t for you to meddle in.

I must apologize on behalf of my nephew.

If anyone here should apologize,

it should be my father!

Tanwa!

That's enough, Tanwa.

Ladies and Gentlemen.

Please join me in witnessing the star of Siam's journey

as she shines brightly on the universe stage.

And as our token of gratitude to all patrons,

Grand Paradiso is pleased to present “Tiara Royal,”

our special cocktail, for each of you to enjoy.

Here you are.

Thank you.

Please have this.

Moira.

Why did you say you could control him?

Heh?

I’m quite sure I never used the word “control.”

Then how are we supposed to deal with him now?

You have to give him time.

Don’t try to cage a storm.

Didn’t you see how defiant he is?

As expected of your son with Chanya,

right?

Cheers!

Thank you.

Veera, you don't need to wait for me.

You can leave now.

May I wait until I see you safely inside the house?

The maids must be asleep.

Well, I don't really enjoy attending functions like this.

I only did it because it’s my duty.

Veera, you should practise all these things.

When your rank rises,

you’ll need to attend social events.

I don't like going to social functions, ma'am.

Why not?

Don't tell me you can't dance.

Yes.

Veera, you really need to practise.

I was the dance partner

for all my three brothers when they were learning.

Would you mind

teaching me, Mrs. Dhevi?

No. Let's do it.

First, hold your hand up like this.

That's right.

Now, I’ll place my hand here.

And you, put your hand on my shoulder blade.

Let's start moving.

Yes, ma'am.

Start with your right leg.

Yes.

That's right.

Right leg.

Correct.

That's correct.

Yes.

Don't be so tense, Veera

Umm, yes.

Now, let's move our bodies closer.

Okay.

Then, step forward with your right leg.

I need to excuse myself.

I...I must get inside now.

Mrs. Dhevi!

Sleep well, and sweet dreams

You should discipline your nephew, Colonel.

Hot-blooded young men are nothing unusual.

If they are properly raised,

they can always tell right from wrong.

You don't need to worry.

At Grand Paradiso,

everything and everyone

are under the care of Mondira, the charming host.

Hey Tanwa!

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

Trin, don't do that again.

Don't mess with my dad.

I'm his son.

At most, he might just slap me until he's tired.

He wouldn’t kill me.

But it’d be different with anyone else—

so stay away from him.

Let's go, Tanwa.

Let's get in the car.

Okay. I'll be right there.

I'll get going now.

When we're free, let's meet up.

Hoo, I'm here.

Whoa-ho! Wait!

What should I be more surprised about first—

my son shaking like he’s possessed,

or the fact that he’s cooking for himself?

Be careful!

They say if you sing in the kitchen while cooking,

you’ll end up with an old husband.

That'd be nice.

Don’t disrespect old sayings!

Just look at me—

how else do you think I hooked your Pa?

Where are you taking that?

Why are you throwing ginger away. Give it back!

What a waste!

Who’s unlucky enough to eat your food?

More like lucky.

It's Num's receipe!

Bye, mom!

Voilà! Monsieur.

Today we have le Pa Tong Ko fried dough de Chinatown,

le ginger chicken, no ginger,

avec le garlic fried pork.

Permittez-moi to grind the pepper pour vous.

I'm sorry.

You don't need to do all this.

I want to do it for you, Phi.

Here.

You don't eat ginger.

Your rice serving is three-quarters of the rice paddle.

And...

you're a clean freak.

May I?

Voici votre soybean milk, from Hia Hui's stall, Klong Toei marché.

Unsweetened, unripened, freshly made this morning.

Bon appétit!

Voilà!

Oh, Phi—

please don’t tear them apart.

I want them to stay together.

Très bon—that's delicious.

Merci beaucoup.

Merci.

Fifty one,

Fifty two,

Fifty three,

Fifty four,

Fifty five,

Fifty six,

Has he gone bonkers after all that studying?

Hey boy!

We're missing a player.

Why don’t you partner up with him?

I've received the report

on the Huay Kam Saeng village chief

who was killed in an accident last night.

He was a cunning bastard—

always whining for more.

Now the villagers are starting to ask

if what happened was really an accident.

Then do what you must.

Or would you rather this leak to the press?

Those who can’t keep their mouths shut

will never use them again!

Or do you think

there are other options,

Colonel?

With all due respect, I must say

that I disagree with the way this problem is handled.

Maintaining stability

should not mean controlling people through fear.

As a military—

Colonel,

you're too inexprienced for this game.

Don't be so sure

your wife's family

can always protect you.

Yes, sir.

Take the village chief's story off.

We can't publish it.

Why?

The situation is already under fire.

It’s not the press’s role to fan the flames.

Then what’s the damn press supposed to be doing?

- Veera./ - Yes, sir.

You can go home now.

I'll drive myself.

Is something wrong?

No. Nothing’s wrong.

You's such a bad liar.

What is it?

You look anxious.

The chief censored the murder of the village chief.

That's it?

And what are you going to do?

And what should I do?

Stay silent?

Pretend nothing happened?

Do you have another choice?

Sarasawadee,

no,

Naran,

can you see the road ahead?

What does it look like?

I want to

bring about greater change.

Change...

always comes with loss.

A journalist

must shine the light for the people.

Look at yourself—so small.

Don’t act bigger than you are.

A matchstick

can ignite the firework that lights the sky.

If it can light the way for the people,

then even if I’m burned to ashes, I accept it.

And you,

as man, as soldier...

if the sky were pitch dark,

and a flare stick lay before you,

would you strike the match?

Calm down, bro.

Save your lungs—you still need them to breathe.

You waiting for someone?

Nah... I'm just annoyed with this song.

You're the one who played it.

Sucha!

Why’d you leave the record lying around?

Why didn’t you put it back!

We can’t hold back the ocean tide with bare hands,

just as we can’t restrain the heart with reason,

just as we can’t stop the rain—

but we can always open an umbrella.

Bitchin'…

Hey.

He shouldn't be sleeping.

Unlikely.

Trin.

Trin.

Trin.

Hey!

What are you doing!

Hey!

Hey!

Good evening.

Aren't you Mr. Padoem's son?

Yes.

And now you're a burglar?

Erm... I just stopped by to see Trin.

And you’re in such a hurry you couldn’t wait?

Oh—right, yes.

It happened that Trin forgot he left something with me.

Is it so important you had to bring it back this late?

Yes, extremely important.

It happened that Trin needs it for work tomorrow.

Tomorrow's saturday.

Erm...

You can leave it with me.

When Trin comes back,

I'll give it to him.

Erm...

comes back?

Where’s he coming back from?

Trin went to his house in Nakorn Chaisri.

Perhaps he didn't want to be disturbed.

Everybody wants to rest at this hour.

I understand.

Erm.

Okay, I must excuse myself.

Good bye.

Please excuse me.

Good night, everyone.

Bye, bye!

Why did he climb the gate?

We could have opened it for him.

Hah!

No real news to fill the pages today!

The missable crap suddenly becomes unmissable.

Shit.

Ran,

you sure you want to run

that story about the guy scraping a two-headed turtle shell

for lottery numbers?

That's not cool, man.

That's what the chief ordered.

Yeah.

That's weird.

Why’d you give in so easily this time?

I don't want to.

But what else can I do?

Come on.

let’s just finish this issue so we can get some sleep.

Okay!

Now he’s rushing us to finish.

Fine—write whatever the hell you want. Whatever.

What do you want to write about?

A three-tailed lizard?

Cool, huh? Or maybe a three-eyed gecko? Interesting!

How about a twelve-teated pig? We could run with that!

Could you make me a map of Trin’s house, please?

Are you here to see someone?

Oh, I'm here to see Trin.

I'm here to see Trin.

No one by that name lives here.

Eh?

There must be.

Don't come closer! Help! Intruder!

Taeng,

what’s happening?

Uncle Tid, this man is trying to break into our house.

Uncle Tid.

Hello, uncle Tid.

Here—you must be tired from driving. Have some.

Watermelon with dried fish. It's Tid's favorite.

Wait, wait.

- What is this? / - Palm wine.

That's for later. Have the watermelon first.

Ripened enough, bubbling nicely.

Tid and I climbed the sugar palm trees

before dawn and prepared it ourselves.

Just a little sip then. You’ll get drunk—

he’s never had it before.

Slowly now. You’ll be drunk, I’m warning you.

How is it?

It smells really good.

Come on, let's clink our bowls.

Tid, clink it.

Right.

Don’t have too much at once—you’ll get drunk.

Umm

So refreshing.

It's homemade.

I'm curious—

Where does the name "Tid" come from?

Is it from "artist"?

No,

not that "Tid." Hey, what's wrong?

I'm just telling your friend a little story.

“Tid” comes from "petit."

You know, when he was born, his thing was so petit we called him “Tid.”

Oh.

Was it really that petit?

About right.

Yes, about that size.

But now that he's older—

He's o..outsized! Right?

Yes—older, and outsized.

You’re not tired anymore?

Then it’s time to head back.

Tid, why are you shunning your friend like this?

Yeah.

How about sleeping here tonight? Your wife won’t mind, right?

I don't have a wife, mom.

But I do have someone I like.

I'm still trying to patch things up with that person.

Oh, poor you!

There’s no fixed formula for love.

If you keep fighting till the end,

you’ll get to sit beside her—

and one day, this little one here will be next to you too.

Stop showing off, will you?

Why? Ask my wife then.

Alright, alright. Let's clink the bowls once more.

Come on, Tid.

Clink it. Cheers!

Oho—so delicious!

Hey, Tid.

Don’t you

have another shirt?

I think...it's a bit too short.

That one’s fine. You look handsome in it.

Really?

Fine then—handsome it is.

Stop.

How do you even know when your eyes are still closed?

The soap smell on your hand is damn strong.

Did you use the whole bar?

Tid.

Tid.

Aren’t hippies supposed to be close to nature?

I don't want it this close!

What if it falls down on us?

Just pick it off. That's not hard.

Oh, Tid!

Can I hug you?

At least if it falls on our faces,

we’ll share the risk.

Okay?

Hey!

Tid!

Daeng Toi!

Stop teasing my friend.

He's not nagging me anymore.

Can you really talk to a gecko?

And what's its name?

Her name is Daeng Toi.

That's the Thai name.

Her French name is...

Valerie.

Oh.

Why?

You got a problem?

No no.

I'll call her out again.

Okay. I give up.

Tid, you’re something else.

I give up.

Valerie!

Hey!

Trin!

I give up.

Let's sleep.

Sleep.

She's gone.

Let's sleep.

Sweet dreams.

Sweet dreams.

Good morning, Phi Tawan.

Wow.

smells so good.

This must be the air you breathe every morning.

Here.

Place them on the side.

Thanks, son.

Let me help you, mom.

Want to help stir it, Tid?

- Stir it well. / - Go take a rest, mom.

Make sure you don't burn it.

You both should do it. Keep watch, don't let it burn, Tanwa.

Yes.

Taeng, come with me. We'll move these to dry over there.

Didn’t I tell you to wave away the flies? Why are there so many?

Can I have a piece of palm cake?

Didn't you just have one?

Just a small one.

Want me to help?

Hold the paddle like this.

Grab it—

back hand up, here.

Stir clockwise.

Slowly.

Yes, like that.

Keep the pressure steady—

firm, but consistent.

The sugar will take shape.

Yes.

Slowly... just like that.

Yes.

Slowly.

Are we seeing each other?

Of course.

We've seen each other often.

We're close.

We're happy together.

As...what status?

It can be any status.

Anything you want.

Lovers?

You can call us that.

But if by that you mean sharing only happiness,

and not the burdens—

then that’s not lovers.

Trin, if you mean my beef with my dad,

I just don’t want you tangled up in it.

I'm worried about you.

You call that worry?

You left me without a word.

All you said was, “Let’s meet up when we’re free.”

Is that what lovers do?

You have a lovely family, Trin.

You don't understand.

I just didn’t want to dump my misery on you.

But if it's you, I'm willing to.

So we're just fooling around?

Drinking, laughing,

never talking about the future,

never caring about the other's feelings?

So why can't it be like that?

When you’re with me—aren’t you happy, Trin?

Why isn’t happiness enough for you?

Is happiness enough?

Is living day by day enough?

This is real life, Tanwa.

In love, we share both joy and sorrow.

But when I'm sad, you're never there.

You always leave me behind.

You only come when you want to.

(What does it feel like to fall in love?)

(Making me float and drift away, or dropping me down)

(I’ll probably be crushed to dust when I hit the rock bottom of this hole.)

(When love ran out, I’d probably be buried in the ground.)

(But I don’t know and I don’t care.)

(Please let me drift away just like this.)

(I’ve already fallen too deep to back out)