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I told you there's nothing between your father and me.

I have a doubt.

Is she really the mistress?

Don't tell me you are also being fooled by her.

May I see the footage from the CCTV camera from about an hour ago?

What exactly was going on?

I'll talk to him.

I need to talk things through with him.

If I tell you not to, will you stop?

No.

What's wrong with you?

You.

You!

What makes you think that he can choose the right woman?

You can't even choose the right woman for yourself.

Can't I?

Itchaya, dear.

Dad. Mom.

Dad, you...

You...

What's wrong with you?

You.

You!

What are you doing?

You even go out and about with my son?

Or is it with the father?

No.

You.

Don't tell me you've all let it pass you.

Aren't you generous?

You...

You called her here?

Did you?

No!

I'm not that crazy.

You planned to run into my father, didn't you?

No.

Then why are you here?

I...

Wait a minute.

What are you doing here?

Yeah.

Why are you here?

Oh.

I have an appointment with my dermatologist.

Took you long enough to see one.

The goal is to make this face less gorgeous, I'll have you know.

Be serious.

Why are you here?

I...

I need to talk to you.

Wait.

How did you know I'd be here?

I only realized where I was going when I followed this girl here.

Hmm?

What?

You followed me?

Why did you do that?

Well...

It was Dad who cheated on Mom.

Hmm?

Jerk!

Wait, wait, wait.

Let's do this again from the top.

Right now, what are we even arguing about?

- I followed her... - You cheated on me...

Hello, everyone.

Nichapa?

Auntie.

- Oh, dear. - Auntie.

Itch.

Kathaleeya McIntosh

Worranit Thawornwong / Luke Ishikawa Plowden

Sutatta Udomsilp / Tawan Vihokratana

Rachanun Mahawan / Atthaphan Phunsawat

Directed by Ekkasit Trakulkasemsuk and Pantip Vibultham

(ITCHAYA)

Hey.

Again?

I'm trying to believe

that you really have nothing to do with my father.

Maybe it was all a coincidence

that several people and myself walked in

on you and him and misunderstood.

Thank you.

For what?

You just made me realize that you are,

in fact, stalking him around everywhere.

You know what?

Just believe whatever you want to believe.

Don't act all nice and innocent.

Tell me your excuse.

Tell me.

Why did you come here, today, at this exact time?

Don't just walk away.

If you can't come up with a lie in time,

I'll help you out.

The real mistress called you out here.

But she couldn't make it.

So now you're in this miserable position.

Yes.

The real mistress did tell me to come here and couldn't make it.

That's why I am in this damned miserable position.

You can't even come up with your own lies?

I'll enlighten you why this phony lie of yours is unbelievable.

There is literally no reason why

you can't tell me who the real mistress is.

I'll give you an example.

Maybe the real mistress is...

is...

is...

Don't cry!

...is a friend!

Yep.

Maybe your friend is the real mistress.

Wait, no.

You don't sacrifice this much for just a friend.

Your sister!

Maybe she's your sister.

That's why you're in this

impossible position where you can't say anything.

How about that?

You should be a screenwriter, you know that?

I know.

Because you really are what everyone thinks you are.

Aren't you?

You're hurting me.

Then tell me.

Why are you doing this?

Why must you hurt everybody?

Did I hurt you?

Kaew.

Just tell me the truth.

Please.

Fine.

I'll tell you the truth.

Tell me.

What you said—

Itch.

Oh?

Isn't she the mistress from that video of your father?

Yes.

I knew it.

I'm leaving.

I can't let you leave with Itch.

But if it's his dad you want, I guess you have to ask his mother.

Pa.

Why are you here?

Everyone's waiting for you.

For me?

Why?

Any more excuses this time?

Right?

Right, my foot.

I'm not helping.

Won't you stop harassing my family?

I am your family, Itch.

This is my family.

You and I just happened to share the umbilical cord for a while.

What do you have to do with this?

I heard she left you hanging out to dry once before.

Well, I kind of found my way out of it,

so now I'm back.

I got rich.

Don't furrow your brows.

You're going to ruin all that filler your doctor put all the effort into.

We wouldn't want that to happen.

Nichapa is my family.

We're family.

Stop following me.

I'll tell you something.

If you keep doing what you do to me to all your sons,

one day,

you'll have no one left.

Not even Thames or Arty.

Am I so wrong for loving you?

I'm an adult.

Just let me be.

Hey, I think you should go home.

Itchaya is my son.

I will never accept you as a daughter-in-law.

Won't you?

We are family.

Mom...

(The Witch)

She'll get the wrong idea.

She never cares how her words hurt anyone's feelings.

I guess the same goes for me.

The real mistress called you out here.

But she couldn't make it.

Yes.

You can't even come up with your own lies?

There is literally no reason why

you can't tell me who the real mistress is.

How could you make a girl cry?

Then tell me.

Why are you doing this?

Why must you hurt everybody?

Just tell me the truth.

Please.

Here.

Will you just stop taking orders when it's late?

They're our regulars. I can't.

Oh, did you see that Itch guy?

When you left the house this afternoon,

he came here after that and followed right behind you.

Oh I see.

Did he tell you why he came?

He said he needed to make some lunch orders.

I guess he was in the area so he came.

I told him our cook just left, so he followed you.

Never mind him.

I'm going out to deliver these.

Drive safe, dear.

Yeah.

Be careful, alright?

I'm really worried about you, you know.

This is my family.

You and I just happened to share the umbilical cord for a while.

You can't even come up with your own lies?

There is literally no reason why

you can't tell me who the real mistress is.

Thank you for ordering from us.

You work really hard.

It's late and you still take orders.

Of course I do.

But only for regulars who order in bulk like you.

I've wired you the money.

Thank you.

Don't forget to give us a five-star rating.

Of course.

You.

Give me a ride.

What? What about your car?

I'm drunk.

I can't drive. I have alcohol in my bloodstream.

Then grab a cab. I'm not one.

You won't give me a ride because you plan to see my dad, don't you?

Hey.

Hey, stop it.

Get in the car.

I heard you!

Stop it.

Let's go.

We're here.

I hate you.

I'm... sorry.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

I made you cry.

I don't want to be like my dad

who makes every girl cry.

One after another.

Unpacking your trauma, huh.

What you see here... isn't a man.

I'm just a walking trauma.

Just how much did he drink?

Alright, alright. I'll forgive that.

Hey.

We're here.

That's your home right there.

Get out of the car.

And take your suit with you.

My arm... is twisting.

You're still out of it, aren't you?

You're not exactly sober, right?

Say something.

You smell nice.

You took advantage of me?

What?

Think again.

We're at your house.

Go home.

Thank you.

You go straight home.

Of course.

I'm not going to see your father.

Now get out.

If you're being nice,

I might be kind enough to let you pay me in installments.

It's my father's money, after all.

Hey.

I am a working adult, you know.

You mean that late-night delivering business?

Yeah.

I work hard.

If I order at, like, four in the morning,

will you deliver it?

Do you live in a temple or something?

What the hell?

That's a good one.

Bye, then.

Safe ride home.

Snap out of it.

She's your father's woman, Itchya.

Okay?

Don't come close to my son again.

But I didn't...

You should leave.

What?

What else do you need from my son?

Then I'm leaving.

Goodbye.

What do you have to do with this?

I heard she left you hanging out to dry once before.

I got rich.

Nichapa is family.

We're family.

Nichapa...

Someone like you deserves some back-strengthening lesson.

I'm so sorry.

Are you alright?

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

I'm not contagious.

I'm not sick or anything.

That's not what I mean.

I was just apologizing for being in the way.

Oh, Thames.

Kaewklaw.

You don't need to call me by my fullname.

I guess my name's a constant on social media now.

I gave you a like on every video, you know.

There's even one with a rapping verse.

You jog here often.

I do.

I come here before I go to work.

I don't much prefer the treadmill.

Do you need to see a doctor?

No need.

Let me take responsibility.

It was my fault.

Let's go.

I guess no one's talking about me now.

I think you're probably allergic to pollen.

That belief that you sneeze because someone's talking about you,

I don't think it's true.

Actually, you remind me of someone I know.

Who?

I didn't say something weird last night, did I?

Probably not, right?

I wasn't that drunk. I was just asleep.

I was.

I hate you.

I'm... sorry.

Nope.

I did not say something stupid.

It was probably a false memory.

Yep.

Must be that.

I'm sorry.

Hey.

I made you cry.

I don't want to be like my dad

who makes every girl cry.

Unpacking your trauma, huh.

What you see here isn't a man.

I'm just a walking trauma.

I totally said that!

"A walking trauma"?

No way, no—

I didn't– I didn't say that.

It was a dream. It was a false memory.

I didn't— No way.

I didn't say it. I didn't say it. I didn't say it.

I told you I'm fine.

I didn't need that X-ray.

You needed it to really be sure.

Actually it was me who ran into you.

You ran into me twice.

At least I got to know you're very polite and kind.

Did you meet someone uncivil?

Let's not talk about that.

I didn't say it.

I didn't.

Itchaya, you idiot.

I didn't.

Just leave me alone to think.

I'll be very quiet.

Will that bother you?

It won't.

I'm just not used to having you around.

Why did you turn out like this?

Don't.

Don't blame me.

No, you don't.

It wasn't me who raised and taught you from infancy, you know.

Oh.

That was my bad.

Wait, dear.

A girl gave you a ride home last night.

I told you.

Stop watching my every move.

I'm not a toddler you need to keep an eye on 24/7.

Please, don't think that.

I only check the security camera and the motion censor on your door.

Is that so?

Then would you like to know who gave me a ride?

Dad's mistress.

The very girl you've met.

Are you happy now?

I think you don't need to do everything Kanokchat tells you to do.

Why not?

She's the mother who raised me.

I'll do anything to make my mother happy.

But this is a matter she should address by herself.

It's better I do it.

Once she leaves Dad alone, our family...

By that, I mean me, Dad, and my mother, Chat...

can finally be happy again.

Excuse me.

It's not going to be that easy.

Mom, a rider just accepted our request.

What's the order?

Wait a minute, dear.

Sure.

Stir fried crab meat with holy basil, extra spicy.

Three of it.

Anything else?

That was all.

Okay.

Can I ask you to grab something?

What do you need?

Grab some crab meat from the fridge for me, please.

Of course.

(Sharp Tongue: That last order was mine.)

(Make it special.)

(If you give me food-poisoning, I'll post it online and ruin you.)

I knew it.

Is something the matter?

Not at all.

Please, give this to the rider waiting outside.

- Thank you, Mom. - Sure.

Yes, dear customer.

(Spicy: Yes, dear customer.)

Yes, dear customer...

(Sharp Tongue: Done?)

(We've got loads of orders during lunch hour.)

(If you can't possibly wait, feel free to cancel your order.)

(I'll even smooth it out with the rider for you.)

(Sharp Tongue)

Hello, dear customer.

I know you have my number in your phone.

Sorry, who is this?

Are you calling to order some lunch?

I'm the guy who texted you

I'd post about you if you gave me food-poisoning.

You didn't respond to that.

I knew you knew it was me.

Didn't you want me to know?

Don't be so confident.

Your food isn't so marvelous that

everyone would be hooked on their first try.

Oh, maybe except from my father.

Is that so?

Thank you.

This must be really good.

Otherwise Mom wouldn't order from this place again.

Just make it quick. I'm hungry.

I must apologize,

but we ran out of stir fried crab meat with holy basil.

Allow me to cancel your order.

Ran out of what?

The dish you order.

Is it the basil or crab meat that you ran out of?

What does that matter?

If it's basil that you ran out of, I still want the crab meat.

If it's the crab meat you ran out of, I still want the basil.

Then it wouldn't be stir fried crab meat with basil anymore.

I don't care. Just make it work.

If you cancel it,

I'm coming over to order it in person and tell your mom.

How about that?

No, no, no. Don't come.

Okay, okay. I have all the ingredients I need.

I'm hanging up.

Make it quick.

Yes, sir.

Don't forget to give me a five-star rating.

The nerve she has to ask for a five-star rating

in the middle of a fight...

I could add so much sugar you get diabetes, you know.

I'll give her some stars, I guess.

Kaewklaw...

This is really good.

Order from this place again, Mom.

Of course.

We will order from here so often that we get sick of it.

He didn't tell me which floor or room he's in.

(Dear customer, I am here in the parking lot.)

(Where should I pour the food for you?)

(Dear customer, I am here in the parking lot.)

What a waste of time.

Kaew.

Kan.

Why didn't you answer my call?

You turned off your phone. You didn't answer any of my texts.

All you do is cause more troubles.

Well, my phone's dead.

What are you doing here?

Did you come to see me?

I'm here with some dog food.

Come again?

What food?

Just regular food.

I'm so mad I misspoke.

Are you mad at me?

Did you realize how messy my life is right now, Kan?

I'm trying to clear things up for you.

Do it faster.

If you weren't my sister, I—

Oh?

Are you two sisters?

I was thinking you do look alike.

But if you do look like each other, one of you must be happy

while the other not.

My condolences.

Hey.

I'm as pretty as Kan.

Why shouldn't I be happy about that?

So you really are sisters.

Did–Did you order lunch from Kaew's restaurant, Itch?

It was by mistake.

But I let it slide.

I ordered an hour ago and you just got here.

Did you deliver it to someone else on the way here?

If you're not ready, don't take the job.

You sure work on several turfs, don't you?

I must apologize, dear customer.

But do give me a...

- five-star rating. - five-star rating.

No way.

Why not?

Itch.

Next time you want to eat her cooking, do tell me.

I'll tell her myself.

You don't need to order via an app.

As if I'd cook for someone with such a loudmouth.

Kaew!

Well, I'm sorry, dear customer.

Excuse me for now.

Here.

What a headache.

You need to leave in a hurry in this scenario

to make this whole "I'm-a-leading-lady" escape scene work, you know.

A leading lady would run shyly away from the lead male.

Not from a villain.

Kan, push me.

Try it again.

Get off.

Carry this for me, please.

Sure.

What a burden for the hero.

Please.

Itch.

Yes?

I apologize on her behalf for everything that happened.

You mean the motorcycle issue just now?

No, I mean, about what they're saying on the internet.

I don't mix business with personal matters.

Don't worry.

And it's not like you're the cause of all this.

Right?

Right.

(Slight right)

It should be around here.

Oh, shoot.

Hello.

Hello.

We have something we need to talk about.

Maybe later?

Why?

Are you afraid someone might find out about this?

There's not exactly anything to find out.

Who's here?

Anthony, my ex-husband?

No.

Of course not.

Kaew?

Who's there?

A customer.

Don't come out here. Mom.

It's so hot outside. You could pass out.

Okay.

I'm working on some chili paste.

You take care of the order, alright?

Sure.

Would you rather we talk here or somewhere else?

What do you want from me?

Why does everyone keep wanting something from me?

You know who I am, don't you?

Yes.

You're Mr. Anthony's ex-wife and the mother of that guy—

Of Itchaya.

Our relationship isn't all that nice, don't you think?

But there really is nothing between me and Antho—

Whatever. It doesn't matter to me.

If you want to explain yourself, keep that for Kanokchat.

I'm okay with it.

If it's true, I'm fine with it.

I'd love to see that family in a pinch.

If it's not, I'm also fine with it.

I'd love to talk to someone rational.

Do you believe me, then?

I don't care.

If you don't care about it, then why are you here?

Because I don't like that girl set up to be Itchaya's wife.

I've always thought you don't like me?

What makes you think so?

You never let me inside the house.

You never say hi when we run into each other.

Whenever Itch and I are about to go out,

you have some business for him to take care of.

You've never invited me to dinner nor brunch.

Once my family's publishing company went down,

you forbade me from ever contacting Itch again.

You think too much.

If I didn't love you, why'd I ask you to

come with me today in the first place?

Why'd I do that, right?

It could be because

now my family is in the real estate business and we're thriving.

Am I right?

Oh, dear.

Why would you think that?

My dear girl.

You got a boyfriend?

I do have someone I'm seeing.

That's the problem.

It is, isn't it?

I feel so sorry for my son.

He still misses you, you know.

I do know.

I saw him drinking alone the other night.

Right?

And don't forget all the time we didn't see him.

Are you saying you want Itch and I back together, Auntie?

What gave it away?

I could see it from miles away, Auntie.

That makes us the perfect in-law duo.

Nichapa?

Nice smile. Bad personality.

The very same Nichapa you met.

If it's her, I'd rather go through the pain of letting you near my son.

Sorry?

Aren't you supposed to ask me first?

I don't think I need to.

You just have to do it.

All you need to do it squeeze in, make your way in,

do whatever it takes for my son to stay away from that girl's cobweb.

Why do I have to do it?

I don't want to eat the meat, nor need the skin to warm up,

so why should I risk my life for the bones?

Becasue if you don't do it,

I'm going to tell your mother that you're a mistress.

But I'm not.

I told you I don't care.

From the look on your face when we were at your house,

I bet your mother doesn't know about it.

Your mother must be the type of woman who watches primetime dramas

and doesn't use social media.

But above all,

you seem to really love your mother.

What children don't love their mother?

Loads.

Why does everyone want to hurt my mother's feelings?

But alright,

for Mom,

I'll do it.

No way. I won't allow it.

You're the only one I want for Itch, Pa.

Kanokchat, you need someone like me to teach you a lesson.

Get ready, then.

This is war.

Sorry, Mom. I'm late.

I asked another one of my sons to come here.

Sit down, dear.

- Oh, it's you. - Oh, it's you.

You two know each other?

Directed by Ekkasit Trakulkasemsuk and Pantip Vibultham

You want me to get your brother away from that woman?

Thames?

What's with you and my family members?

First my dad, and now my brother?

Itch, you're the only one who can help Thames and your father.

If Thames gets involved with the same girl with Itch's father,

will our family ever sit and have a meal together like this again?

I won't ever let something like that happen.