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[classical music plays]

[deep, rumbling percussive music]

[distant crowd cheering]

[music plays, crowd cheers]

[speaking foreign language]

[crowd cheering]

[speaking foreign language]

[indistinct chatter]

[crowd clamoring]

[bell dings]

[shouts]

[bird's wings flutter]

My brother's right.

You're a good fighter.

Don't spend it all in one place.

Time to meet the devil.

[vehicle approaching]

Are those women?

Yeah, 50 percent.

I'm looking for a girl. A young girl.

I want to fuck a 14-year-old.

Only what you see.

Let me ask you a question.

You got a daughter?

Bring her in.

I'll pay you 15,000 baht.

No, no, no. Sorry.

Hello.

Hey, not do like that. Come on. Oh...

[glass shatters]

[women screaming]

[footsteps echoing]

[lights click off]

[door locking]

[rain pattering]

[man grunting]

[low rumbling]

[metal scrapes, rings]

- [metal slices] - [screaming]

[gasping]

[moaning]

[man] It's about your brother.

Billy's dead.

[piano plays]

[lounge music plays]

[singing in foreign language]

I'm checking in.

One moment, please.

I'm afraid the room wouldn't be ready until four o'clock. It's a policy.

Get your manager.

He'll be here in a minute.

What's your problem?

Good morning, madam. How may I help you?

Listen to me.

I have just traveled 10,000 miles to see the corpse

of my first-born son. I haven't slept in 30 hours.

And this bitch says I can't have my room.

[elevator dings]

Ask him why he killed my brother.

[inaudible dialogue]

Did you miss me?

I missed you so much.

Did you get the guy that did it?

How did you kill him?

I let him go.

Get the door.

Are you out of your fucking mind?

Some cunt killed your brother and you let him go?

It's a little more complicated than that, Mother.

Meaning what, exactly?

Billy raped and killed a 16-year-old girl.

I'm sure he had his reasons.

Now sit!

I know it's hard for you emotionally.

You've lost your brother. Don't worry.

I'll take care of the yellow nigger who killed my son.

It's too much for you.

Now get up and kiss your mother.

[screams]

If you ever come back,

I'll kill you.

- Is it done? - Yeah.

How's business?

Yeah, it's OK.

I could do with having Billy back, though.

Isn't Julian taking care of everything?

He hasn't told you, has he?

There was someone else involved -

when Billy was killed.

- Who? - Some cop.

Don't worry.

I'll find him.

And then we'll kill him.

Good.

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

[groaning]

[grunting]

[gagging]

[woman] She doesn't know what to think.

[foreign language] He says he didn't see it, Mum.

A foreigner called up Liang and spoke English.

Then he went with him and took the phone with him.

Hey, Julian. The cops want to see you.

- What do they want? - Probably money.

- You want me to ask how much? - No, I'll go.

[man] You're Julian?

- Do you know Choi Yan Lee? - Who?

Your brother killed his daughter.

What's that have to do with me?

Choi Yan Lee was murdered.

- When? - Yesterday.

[mid-tempo electronic music plays]

You can't go around killing cops anymore.

[woman] How much do you want?

It's not about the money.

What's in it for me?

I have five kilos of blow arriving Friday. I need someone to help me move it.

You got any questions, you ask him.

And what about Julian?

Don't worry about Julian.

- Are you in or out? - I'm in.

I'd like you to meet my mother.

I want us to pretend that we're a couple.

Can you do that?

Will you wear this?

So, tell me, Mai. What line of work are you in?

- I'm an entertainer. - An entertainer?

And how many cocks can you entertain with that cute little cum-Dumpster of yours?

What do you think of his line of work?

I'm not talking about the fag boxing club.

I'm talking about where the money comes from.

You know what he does, right?

He deals drugs, Mai.

Heroin, cocaine. That's where the money comes from.

That's how he can afford to pay you to fuck him.

Oh, great. I'll get the crab. He'll have the spicy chicken.

And May here will have a salad with the dressing on the side.

It's Mai.

I'm sorry.

I apologize for my behavior.

It's just that I'm a little upset.

I have lost my first son.

I'm sorry for that.

Thank you.

It's good to know someone cares.

'Cause I swear to God, sometimes I think Julian hated Billy. Maybe "hate" is the wrong word.

But you were always jealous of him.

You know the way boys are, May. Competitive.

And what with Billy being the older brother and having a bigger cock...

Julian's was never small, but Billy's was...

Oh, it was enormous.

How can you compete with that?

Billy was everything Julian wanted to be.

Is that not true?

'Cause let me tell you, if the tables were turned,

your brother would have found your killer

and brought me his head on a fucking platter!

And you just sit there thinking he got what he deserved!

Fuck you.

I don't want to talk about it anymore. Do you mind if I smoke?

[Julian] You can keep that dress if you want to.

[Mai] I don't want it.

Why do you let her treat you like that?

[gasps]

'Cause she's my mother.

Now if you don't want that dress, take it off.

[screaming] Take it off!

[inaudible dialogue]

[inaudible dialogue]

[engine revving]

[siren blaring in distance]

[police sirens approaching]

[sizzling]

[screaming]

[low rumbling]

[metal scrapes, rings]

[inaudible dialogue]

[inaudible dialogue]

[blood spattering]

[Thai music plays]

[singing in foreign language]

Who the fuck are you?

Get out of my club.

Can somebody tell me

what the fuck this cunt is trying to say?

Who put out the hit?

Go fuck yourself. How about that?

[screaming]

[panting]

She said you murdered her son.

She wanted you dead. [sobbing]

[man continues sobbing]

[man screaming]

[gasping] Fuck you.

[man moaning]

[moaning]

[screaming]

[screaming continues]

[inaudible]

[man singing faintly in foreign language]

You know who he is?

Want to fight?

[electronic music plays]

[gasps]

[grunts]

[grunting]

[punches landing]

When I was pregnant with you...

...it was strange. You were different.

They wanted me to terminate...

...but I wouldn't.

And you're right.

I don't understand you.

And I never will.

[whispers] What have you done?

I fucked up.

I tried to do right by Billy.

And now I'm going to pay.

He's coming after me next,

and I have no one left to protect me.

I know after your father I said I'd never ask you again,

but please, Julian, just this once.

Take care of this for me.

Don't let them hurt me.

Then we can get out of here. We can go home.

I can take care of you.

I can be your mother again.

Who's going to do the kid?

We're just here for him.

But that's not what she said.

What did she say?

She said to kill them all.

[elevator dings]

[woman] I came here to collect my son's body.

Now that it's been released, my business here in Bangkok is done.

I'm ready to go home.

- [man] When are you leaving? - I was leaving tonight.

And your other son? Is he going with you?

What, Julian? Oh...

I haven't had any real contact with Julian since he left America.

But you were there last night.

Yeah.

He's not much of a fighter.

And it breaks my heart that Billy got caught up in the scene here because of him.

Billy was my first son.

We had a very special relationship.

Julian was so jealous. It was like he was cracked or something.

He had paranoid delusions about us.

And it pains me to say this to you,

as it would pain any mother,

but he killed his own father with his bare hands.

That's why he had to get out of America.

He's a very dangerous boy.

[indistinct chatter]

[gunfire, bullets rattling]

[metal scrapes, rings]

[blood spattering]

[blade slicing, blood spattering]

[wind blowing]

[electronic music plays]

[singing in foreign language]

[song ends]