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♪ ♪
(exclaims)
(muffled shouting, grunting)
(muffled shouting, grunting continues)
♪ ♪
(grunts)
(groans in pain)
(synth-pop playing on radio)
(turns music off)
Prisoner: Don't touch my radio.
♪ ♪
(growling, snarling)
(grunting)
(coughing)
(grunting)
(grunting)
(exclaims)
(groaning)
(cell door closes)
(sighs)
(coughs)
Hope that was entertaining.
I didn't like the song.
It won't matter if you stay in this prison for a while.
(scoffs)
I don't plan to spend much time here.
(laughing)
"Plan."
Plans change all the time.
What's your name, stranger?
Well, stranger...
welcome to the Citadel.
Charlie: When the world of man started to close in,
the Peesaj quickly understood they needed a place to hide.
So the Peesaj built Soi P
to protect themselves from the outside world.
A powerful mortal family would look after them,
and keep their secret hidden from mankind.
But with that protection came control.
The Peesaj were forced into submission.
And they were only allowed to feed and kill
according to the rules of that mortal family.
But outsiders who came from other lands
were not allowed into Soi P.
(indistinct shouting)
These strangers had to find refuge elsewhere.
The Citadel was a brutal and unforgiving place.
A toxic wasteland so terrifying
no mortal would ever go near it.
(indistinct shouting, screaming)
It was ruled by a she-demon named Yao,
who created an army of Citadel warriors
who wore the masks of this desolate place.
(screaming)
Brutal.
Unforgiving.
Terrifying.
♪ ♪
Hey, Miss. Are you okay?
I'm fine, I... think.
My stuff! Don't worry.
It's here.
Thanks.
Are you sure?
I'll be fine. Thank you.
Hey, let me make it up to you.
Where ya headed?
Um, near The Temple.
It's on my way! This way.
Come!
I'm Fyter, by the way.
Fighter?
As in F-Y-T-E-R.
I'm Juliet.
Alright. Let's go then!
(traffic noise)
♪ ♪
What's wrong?
Can we go there?
Where? You mean, the fort?
Fyter: Yeah, sure.
What is this place?
It's called Phra Sumen Fort.
It was built to defend against invaders.
It's beautiful.
So sad something like this was built to keep people out.
People forget that it was built during the time of war.
Now, it's just...
another tourist attraction.
I remember when the canals were dug in 1782,
and the guns went up the year after.
Really?
You remember?
I mean, I remember reading about it.
Anyway, history is overrated,
and all that is just a pile of dead bricks.
No, it's not!
These places come alive
because of the memories they contain.
Each one with a story to tell.
It's just a wall
built to keep people out.
Sometimes they end up keeping people in.
What if they don't have a choice?
Maybe...
it's the only way they know how to live.
People always have choices.
Not everyone takes them.
♪ ♪
Fyter: So, why are you here?
Research.
What kind of research?
Ancient civilizations.
♪ ♪
What if I told you that these ancient civilizations
were made up of supernatural creatures?
My father studied them.
And I'm trying to carry on where he left off.
It also makes me feel closer to him.
He must be proud of you.
I like to think he'd be if he was still around.
Sorry. I didn't mean to--
Don't worry about it.
It's-- it was a long time ago.
♪ ♪
So, what did you find?
Sparkling vampires?
(chuckles)
No. Nothing that scary.
What if there's a shadow world
that exists besides ours?
An ancient race made up of immortal creatures?
Who look like us...
but aren't entirely human?
You mean here? Now?
Maybe. Sound too crazy?
No, not at all.
It's actually quite fascinating.
I've always been into the unknown.
Really? Really.
(crickets chirping)
(sighs)
(car engine revving)
(whispers): Fuck you.
(brakes squealing)
(chuckles)
Hey, man! Driver: Need a lift?
Yeah! Fuck, yeah!
(man groans)
(car engine revs)
So where you from?
Jakarta, man.
Ah, Jakarta. What brings you here?
(lecherous chuckle) I'm here for the chicks, what else?
I downloaded this app
and it's supposed to tell me where all the hot girls are.
And, you know, my GPS fucked up,
so I'm all lost. Can you believe it?
(both laughing)
So you're here for girls.
Course I'm looking for girls.
What do you think I'm here for? I'm here for the Pad Thai?
I'm here for some action, you know?
I'm just here for some... you know, dirty stuff.
You know what I mean?
Ah, yeah.
I know a place.
Oh, yeah? Yeah.
Like where?
Not far.
Girls there are...
unusual.
Yeah?
Like, uh, how unusual?
Well, they'll pretty much do anything you want.
(chuckling)
Well, you know, I like to play rough sometimes, you know?
How rough?
Well...
I like to make them bleed, you know?
It's nice.
(chuckling)
They love blood.
Well, let's go.
Yeah. Let me make a call. Oh, yeah.
They're gonna eat you up.
Oh, they can eat me up.
♪ ♪
(speaking in Thai)
(speaking in Thai)
♪ ♪
Mick: No one saw anything.
It was a clean kill.
Good job.
Now tell the rest to stay within the quota.
I don't want to get into trouble.
Did you talk to Fyter about Pym?
He says he doesn't know anything.
But I know she's around here somewhere.
There's nowhere else she could be.
Track her down.
What about Fyter? (scoffs)
He always gets a little funny when it comes to his sister.
Look--
You won't be betraying him,
you will be helping him.
Man: He wants to meet you.
Tony: Charlie!
Tell him I'm-- Tell him I'm busy.
Yes, boss.
(sighs)
He's busy.
(scoffs) Hey!
(grunting)
Charlie: Stop.
What do you want, Tony?
(man yelps)
Really?
What do I want?
(clears throat)
You don't fuck with me, Char-lay.
No one fucks with me when it comes to Ros.
'Kay?
(sighs)
Mm.
Juliet: What does immortality feel like?
I wonder how that would change how you live life.
Fyter: What do you mean?
Imagine going through life knowing that it'll never end.
The passing of time,
seeing eras come and go...
On a never-ending cycle.
You'd think with all that time, they'd have it figured out.
What exactly? Life.
I'm pretty sure some of us can live four lifetimes
and still not figure anything out.
You're giving immortality too much credit.
I don't think so.
If you're with those you love,
you'll never be alone.
What if no one loves you?
With enough time, everyone grows apart.
But imagine having enough time to make it right.
Anyways, it's getting late.
Where do you live?
I'll be all right.
I can walk from here.
I'll take you. It's okay.
I'd like to.
Alright.
I live on the other side of the river that way.
Where did you get that?
Oh! I don't know. I got it as a gift.
Nice gift.
Look, it's getting late. You don't have to take me home.
♪ ♪
(gasps)
(motorcycle engine leaving)
♪ ♪
(indistinct chatter)
(Pym speaking in Thai)
(both speaking in Thai)
Shh.
(speaking in Thai)
(Pym shushing)
♪ ♪
(panting)
Mick: Pym!
Stop!
(muffled club music playing)
♪ Bent and broken ♪
♪ Fingers bleedin' ♪
♪ You, I see tonight ♪
♪ Life snuffed by a knife ♪
♪ Bent and broken ♪
♪ Fingers bleedin' ♪
♪ You, I see tonight ♪
♪ Life snuffed by a knife ♪
(deep creaking)
♪ ♪
(gasps, exclaims)
(muffled screaming)
Pym: All this time and you never learned how to fight?
(grunts) (Pym exclaims in pain)
What?
I'm back.
Charlie: You know the rules.
It's three fights in total before access to the Seer, and you know it.
(scoffs) You got two to go.
If you win, of course.
(chuckles) I will.
But this is not your own turf.
There's a different type of fighter.
Never assume, Tony.
I need to see Wish.
(groans) And I will.
It's important. Like I said before,
you win two fights,
and my sister will find out anything you want.
Don't fuck with me, Charlie.
Alright, what is it? What happened? What?
What do you need to know?
Hmm.
My girl, Ros, is missing,
and I need to find her.
(exhales)
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Wish: Where have you been?
Pym: Does it matter?
Does Fyter know you're back?
I, um, wanted to see you first.
He's your brother.
(knocking at door) Shh.
(whispers): Don't make a fucking sound.
(knocking on door)
(knocking on door)
(knocking)
Mick!
Mick: Hi.
(distant club music playing)
What's up?
(stammering)
Just-- just checking in.
I'm good, thanks. And you?
Good, good.
Pym.
Uh, we're looking for Pym.
She hasn't been around in a while.
I know that, but she's in trouble.
What sort of trouble?
She's rattled some cages.
She killed a high-profile mortal outside Soi P.
Oh.
Now she's on the radar, which isn't good.
We have to find her-- So you're taking her in for trial?
Uh, yeah, yeah!
We just have to bring her in.
Are you sure you haven't seen her?
No.
Well, let me know if you do.
Of course.
Okay! Um...
I'll let you get back to it then. Thanks.
Hope you find her. Yeah--
(sighs deeply)
(sighs)
You know, you really should just let him down gently.
What was he talking about?
Just a really long time to crush on someone.
Pym!
It's just a tad desperate, don't you think?
Pym!
(grunts)
You're not really letting him off.
Maybe you don't want to?
What did you do?!
(grunts)
Tell me.
You're the Seer.
You tell me.
I'm not doing this.
Fine.
So I killed some influential asshole.
He deserved it.
No big deal.
A high-profile unsanctioned kill is not how we work.
Why did you come back?
You know they'll make an example of you.
I know.
Couldn't help it.
I was finally living.
Among them.
I was...
normal.
Unremarkable.
It was beautiful, Wish.
Until that asshole fucked it all up.
I know.
Fyter can help you.
He's your brother!
He loves you! Fyter loves no one.
You will need to forgive him.
I won't.
You can't say that!
Then what? We explore one of your visions
and see how it all turns out?
You know that's not what I do.
Then what's the point?
Forget it.
♪ ♪
Missed you, Wish.
(door opens)
(footsteps depart)
I've missed you too, Pym.
♪ ♪
(electronic beeping)
♪ ♪
(boat horn blows)
(gasps)
(beeping continues)
No, God, no.
No, no, no, no.
Oh, shit! No!
Oh my God!
♪ ♪
(Warin speaking in Thai)
(speaking in Thai)
(speaking in Thai)
(speaking in Thai)
(indistinct chatter)
♪ ♪
Fyter: I got it as a gift.
I remember when the canals were dug in 1782.
I'm pretty sure some of us can live four lifetimes
and still not figure anything out.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Woman: What brings you here?
Love.
Ros: What would you do if you were bored with me?
What would you do?
I would leave you.
So would I.
♪ ♪
Tony: There's nothing...
can make me want to live this long.
Nothing, but you.
(gasping)
♪ ♪
(traffic noise)
Juliet: Have you seen this man?
We were around here last night.
♪ ♪
Hey! Sorry.
Have you seen this guy before?
(speaking in Thai) No?
Excuse me?
Sorry. Have you seen this man?
No, no, no, no. No?
(speaking in Thai)
Excuse me!
Hello. Have you ever seen this man?
We were hanging around here last night.
I never see before,
but nice bike.
Look like those around the old train station.
Thank you!
(muffled club music playing)
(indistinct chatter)
(patrons whooping)
(clears throat)
It's showtime.
(clamoring)
Crowd (chanting): We want a fight! We want a fight!
Ladies and gentlemen,
are you ready to meet the challenger
from the blue corner?
(crowd cheering)
(cheering fades)
♪ ♪
(crowd cheering)
♪ ♪
Whoo!
(emcee speaking in Thai)
(crowd cheering)
(grunting)
He needs to sign now before he gets too carried away.
Be patient.
(grunting)
Come on!
(crowd cheering)
Warin: He hasn't even asked to look at the contract yet.
We need to get this done tonight.
♪ ♪
(grunting)
(grunting)
(metal clangs)
(grunting)
(exclaiming)
(crowd clamoring)
(crowd cheers)
(crowd cheering louder)
Now. (woman shouting)
Thip: Warin!
♪ ♪
(muffled shouting)
(muffled cheering)
Warin!
(grunting)
♪ ♪
(gasping)
Warin!
♪ ♪
(sobbing)
(Thip speaking in Thai)
(Warin gasping)
(Thip speaking in Thai)
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
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