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The reporters sat all around.

She had an answer for everything they asked,

and it all sounded very philosophical.

Everything she said was about human and spirits.

I really couldn't have imagined it,

the silly old lady can turn out talking like that.

It's rubbish. Load of nonsense.

I fuckin' don't believe a word of it.

I don't think it's rubbish at all.

Don't know about you two, guys, but as for me... I do believe.

And I reckon that human faith swells up big real quick

when they're sick or on their last breath.

Air friction can make them explode.

Are you mad?

It's true.

Human are always proud of being the most intelligent creature.

They always believe what their eyes see, their ears hear...

Their stupid logic.

They eat big, talk big.

All they're doing is showing how superficial they are

in both mind and soul.

Don't we know, just like the old man at my place...

Shit! Crash, guys!

You gonna take a look?

No.

What's up? I'm with a Thai beer label, my company's having a 3-for-1 special.

Will you help me by trying a few beers?

Today, If you buy three beers, you'll get a card like this one here.

You'll have the opportunity to win some big prizes: a car, an SH motorbike...

Will you try a few beers? Good beer for...

Cheers!

Let me tell you, there's blood all over the road.

It'll be a few days before I can stomach eating again.

Anything else appetizing?

His head's all out of shape.

He's spilled his brains out on the road. Fuckin' disgusting!

Look at these pictures!

I feel sorry for the kid.

He sat up and he didn't know what was going on.

Meanwhile, his Mum's lying face down on the road.

I don't know if she was dead or alive.

Hang on, that kid looks really familiar.

But just then, how many taxis went past?

Not one of them would stop.

And the people all around, all they could do was taking photos.

Fuckin' incredible!

That's why I say to you guys: that's what society is like nowadays.

So,

stay awake, be ready,

for you do not know the day nor the hour wherein the Son of man comes.

Hey, did you drop some money? I saw him pick up a 500,000 note.

What are you looking at, you?

Did you pick up my money?

Bitch!

I've lost 500,000.

Give me back my money!

Buy me some sweets and I'll give it back, Uncle.

"Buy"? You son of a bitch!

- Will I give you a thrashing? - Settle down, Bao.

You give Uncle back his money. Come here, I'll buy you some sweets.

Fuckin' dog!

Cheers!

Goon... Can't help himself.

- What's up, Bao? - Bitch!

Steel reinforcing for roads. They fuckin' clean up, guys.

I always tell you but you won't listen.

Just 500,000 and you're worked up like this.

- I'm afraid of you, Bao. - Bitch!

How am I supposed to see when it's dark like this?

Hand me a roll of paper, will you?

Are you alright?

That wound looks quite deep, you probably should have it stitched.

Whole eight or nine stitches. What do you think?

Bitch!

Oh!

Rain...

It's raining. Find some shelter, guys.

Ai-ya! Wait for me...

Fuckin' bitch! Prick...