All language subtitles for The Outrage (aka. At The Gate Of The Ghost) (2011)

This movie has been made to celebrate
the virtue of Lord Buddha's teachings.

It is also dedicated to M.R. Kukrit Pramoj,
Akira Kurosawa, and Rynosuke Akutagawa.

Pa Muang City, A.D. 1567.

A succession of catastrophes
befell the city,

starting with a tremendous
earthquake,

followed by a great fire
and an epidemic.

They wiped out
more than half of the population.

Shortly afterwards,
there occurred a bizarre murder.

Singh Kham, the vicious forest bandit,
was arrested.

Forthwith the court handed down
a death sentence

to exorcize the misfortunes
that had struck the city.

( Drumbeat pounding )

PUBLIC EXECUTION
OF SINGH KHAN THE BANDIT

LAN LUANG,
PA MUANG, A.D. 1567

AT THE GATE OF THE GHOST

PHRA TAT NAKORN PA MUANG TEMPLE

Arnont, are you serious
about leaving the monkhood?

I am, sir.

I've thought it through.

You're the most devout follower
of the Buddhist precepts I've ever met.

You might want to give it
a second thought.

If you set out on a pilgrimage
and spend time in solitude

you might find the answer
to the riddle of life

that has clouded your soul.

I will pay a visit to my father

in Chiang Kam,

then |I...

Goodbye.

Be your own instructor

and judge your own
behaviors

when one
commits a sin

one is in one's own misery.

Self-conquest is the best

although it is very difficult.

One needs to help oneself

although it is very difficult.

Dharma is the answer.

Those who have knowledge

are enlightened.

Your own enlightenment

is the essence of dharma

and knowledge.

TAT LUANG TEMPLE,
CHIANG KAM, AD. 1557

Mother, can I be
a monk forever?

No, you can't.

When you grow up,
you'll have to help your father.

You'll have to
find yourself a wife.

You'll have to make a living
and build a family.

That's the path of life,
my son.

The truth of existence

everything is impermanent.

One should strive to act

in a way that is true
to the way things are,

that accords with the underlying
truth of things.

GLAZIER'S RESIDENCE,
CHIANG KAM, A.D. 1562

I'm so blessed to have
two wonderful sons.

Anant is a skilled merchant,
and you're a splendid craftsman.

Our family will make enough money
to last a few generations.

Anant, come look
at your brother's work.

Magnificent.
Your skill is second to none.

Well done, brother.

Mother:
Anant,

Kham Eung is here
to discuss the wedding.

Excuse me, Father.

Father: Your brother is
getting married, and so are you.

But, Father,
I've never loved a woman.

I've already approached Kam Duen,
daughter of the wealthy goldsmith.

- But, Father...
- Listen, son.

The path I've prepared for you
is the best.

Yes, Father.

Sexual desire never lasts,

creates suffering

that is toxic

causing more suffering.

( Faint gasping )

It's a girl!

Mother has passed away.

( Baby crying )

Father,

I want to be ordained
to repay Mother's kindness.

TAT LUANG TEMPLE,
CHIANG KAM, A.D. 1566

Brother:
Father is very old now.

He doesn't have many years
ahead of him.

He'll be happy

if you'd leave the monkhood
and come back home.

Brother,
we cannot see our souls

by looking into a mirror.

I've devoted my life
and soul to the virtue

of Lord Buddha

since the day I clothed myself
in saffron.

Now it's time for me to make
a pilgrimage to Pa Muang City

to study Lord Buddha's teachings.

Farewell, brother.

The truth of existence

everything is impermanent.

One should strive to act in a way

that is true to the way things are,

that accords with
the underlying truth of things.

Man:
Sir! Sir!

( Thunder rumbles )

I've been looking for you
everywhere.

Is it true that you've
left the temple?

( Thunder crackles )

A storm is coming, sir.

Let's find shelter
in Pa Muang Tunnel.

( Wind rustling )

( Wind rustling )

( Rain pattering )

Please get inside, sir.

It's warmer.

( Thunder rumbles )

( Splashing )

( Faint screeching )

( Thunder continues )

Sir.

Do you really intend
to disrobe?

I have to get this
off of my chest, sir.

The testimony that you and I
heard in court is total nonsense.

But if you're leaving the temple
just because of that,

it doesn't make sense either.

And what is it
that makes sense?

I'm just an uneducated
woodcutter.

All I can do is cut wood.

( Thunder rumbles )

( Faint cackling echoes )

Monk:
An earthquake.

Woodcutter:
What did you say?

Monk:
Fire.

Famine.

Epidemic.

Woodcutter:
Those things are not unnatural.

You can't blame the rain
and the lightning.

But those things make sense.

No matter how strong
an earthquake is...

I can understand it.

But what I can't understand
is the cruelty

that we force upon ourselves
and other human beings.

( Thunder crackles )

Sir, please stay here.

You won't find any other shelter
from the rain.

Please stay here
until the storm's passed.

Monk:
This Pa Muang Tunnel...

used to be mighty and strong.

Now it's crumbling,

like the human soul.

( Thunder rumbles )

Woodcutter:
Sir,

I've heard people say

that you've preached dharma
to a lot of people.

You heard what I heard
yesterday in court.

It should be clear to you by now whether
those people ever learned any dharma.

That's right.
I really don't get it.

But there must be
an explanation.

I'm just too stupid to see it.

Then I'm stupid too.

I can't find
an explanation either.

( Thunder crackles )

Woodcutter:
That's not true.

You're a monk.
You're intelligent.

Is that so?

Then...

why do the faces
of those people

still haunt me?

Why do those words
they uttered

still echo in my ears?

Why do I keep searching
for an answer?

The only answer I've found...

is that I'm so dimwitted...

that I don't deserve to preach
to others anymore.

Where are you going next?

I don't know.

I don't.

( Voice screeching, laughing )

( laughing )

Let's move to the other side.

It doesn't look good here.

( laughter continues )

What's this ruckus?
I'm trying to sleep!

Shut your mouth!

( Thunder crackles )

Man: Shut my mouth?
What about yours?

What about the baldy's mouth?

Woodcutter: Blasphemy!
You're talking to a monk!

A monk?
I don't believe it.

Monks usually make me sleep.
This one wakes me up.

Who is this man?

He's a thief and a liar.

It's best
to stay away from him.

That's old news.

If I hadn't been a thief or a liar,
I wouldn't have lived this long.

Man:
Please forgive me, sir.

I've been living in this
horrendous tunnel for so long

that I forgot my manners.
( chuckles )

My only companions
are these corpses.

Their families
dumped them here.

Me and the vultures
took care of them.

( Chuckles )

I've become an accidental undertaker
in this hellhole.

Did I hear correctly
that you're going to disrobe?

I have a spare tuft of hair
from one of the corpses.

( Chuckles )

It's nice and flowing, isn't it?

You can have it

so you can fool people
that you've a nice head of hair.

Do you want it?

( Chuckles )

If you get to know these corpses,
you'll find them very likeable.

They just lie here.
They don't gossip.

They don't steal, they don't harass others
and they don't get into a fight.

The only drawback
is that they stink so bad.

Though maybe not as bad
as some living people.

He's as rotten as
the three witnesses in court yesterday.

Undertaker: As rotten as me?
That's an achievement!

So tell me,
what happened yesterday?

Spit it out!

A man was murdered.

( Growls )
Men are murdered every day.

Woodcutter:
It's not that simple.

It's how it happened,
and how the testimony went in court.

Woodcutter:
You heard it too.

Undertaker:
So the monk stood in court too?

He was a witness.
So was I.

You? Why?

I found the body.

- Really?
- Yes.

Where?

In the grove,
east of the city wall.

It was late afternoon,

and it was so damn hot.

Woodcutter: / was sweating
like a pig in that forest.

So I waited until evening
to go collecting some wood.

I saw a shawl like those used
by aristocratic ladies.

I was puzzled how a shawl
had got stuck in a branch.

There shouldn't be any woman
in that forest.

Then I saw a silver hairpin
on the ground.

Then I saw the dead man--
eyes bulging, mouth agape.

( Screams )

It was horrifying.

I started running through the thicket
until my legs were all scratched and bloodied.

I found the guards

and I told them what I saw.

So yesterday they asked me and the monk
to testify as witnesses.

And what have you
got to do with this?

He saw them both.

Both?

So there's also a woman?

( Thunder crackles )

Yes.

The woman was the wife
of the murdered man.

I walked past them
yesterday morning

near Dong Yen Valley.

Monk: The man was dressed regally
like a noble warlord.

He had a sword with a silver handle,
and a bow slung across his back.

The woman was on a palanquin
veiled by a curtain

so I couldn't make out her face.

What happened was terrifying.

It shouldn't have happened
to them.

( Thunder crackles )

How was he killed?

He was stabbed
right through.

But they couldn't find
the murder weapon.

Didn't you see it?

Are you crazy?

I only saw the dead man's arms and face
and I ran for my life.

Funny. When we see a ghost,
we run like hell,

even though the ghost
can't even touch us.

My suggestion is,
stop running away from the dead.

Only run away from the living.

And do you know
who killed him?

They arrested a man.

They always arrest someone.
The point is, is it the real one?

They got Singh Kham,
the forest bandit.

Singh Kham!

Well, then they got
the right one!

( Thunder crackles )

I'm not so sure.

They got Singh Kham,
and you say you're not so sure?

He's the most vicious bandit
in this region.

If he had been caught within 10 miles
of the crime scene,

no court would hesitate
to convict him.

It's not that simple.

It's not that simple?

Did you hear
what you just said?

If they had arrested me,
would it be simpler?

If I steal just one dollar,

if I rob a peasant
of his scrawny chicken

or if I take a tuft of hair
from a dead body--

If I did that, people wouldn't hesitate
to call me a thief.

Or human scum!

But if someone kills a man,
rapes a woman and robs them blind,

or if someone embezzles a million dollars,
he'll become a hero.

He'll become famous
and people will bow to him.

Every time you can't find an answer,
you just say, "It's not that simple."

You weren't at court.

You didn't hear
what I heard there.

( Thunder crackles )

Frankly, I wouldn't believe anything
that bandit has to say.

What the undertaker said is exactly the same
as what the inspector testified in court.

Inspector?
What inspector?

The inspector
who arrested Singh Kham.

Inspector: The defendant in this case
is Singh Kham the bandit.

Murderer and rapist,

who has terrorized the townsfolk
along the main roads and forests.

I'd like to testify that I found
the defendant on the ground

moaning in pain on the riverbank
in Hom Kai village.

There was a white horse
grazing nearby.

The defendant was alone
and in great pain

because he just fell off
the horse.

( laughing )

( laughing )

( laughter continues )

Singh Kham:
Who said I fell off the horse?

No horse would dare
do that to me!

Don't you know who I am?

I was ill.
I had a stomachache.

Do you think a shrimp like you
could've caught me otherwise?

Go away,
or I'll crush you to death!

(yelps)

- Lord Governor, please use your judgment.
- Don't listen to him.

All he wants is to brag
that he could catch me.

If you want to hear the whole story,
I'll tell you.

- But Lord Governor...
- I want to hear the story.

As you wish, my lord.

Singh Kham:
Singh Kham fell off a horse?

That's hilarious!

Well, that horse was a smooth ride.

I'd been riding it all day.

But the weather was scorching
and I became thirsty.

There was a stream
near Pa Kham Hill.

Usually the water there
is clear and potable.

But that day, something poisonous
must have fallen into it.

Singh Kham fell off a horse?

What nerve!

Did you kill that man?

Singh Kham:
Did I kill him?

No matter what I say,

you'll have my head
chopped off anyway.

You've already sentenced me
to death

for the crime
that I have actually committed,

and for the crime
that you'd like to think

that I committed but I didn't,

and also the crime
that you're afraid I would commit.

- ( Blade rings )
- Stop!

Fine.

I'll stop.

But I'm telling you the truth.

I'm going to die anyway,

why would I lie to you?

( Grunts)

All right.

I admit that I killed
that man.

Why?

Because of the wind.

Yes,

because of that gust of wind.

Without it,

that man might have
still been alive.

(yawns)

( Panting )

At that second, I had to make sure
that it was really a woman, not an illusion.

I decided that I had to
make her my wife,

even if I had to kill
her husband.

Singh Kham:
That's a fine sword you've got.

Is that a silver handle?

Are you going to Chiang Kam?

We're just passing through.

Do you fancy antique swords?

Old and beautiful swords,
with silver handles just like yours?

Gold handles too.

I found them
in an old graveyard over there.

They were useless to me.

If you like them,
I can sell them cheaply.

You said gold handles?

Studded with diamonds, too.
And emeralds and rubies.

No.

Fine.

I'll sell them somewhere else.

Warlord:
Where are they?

Over there,

in the cave by the waterfall.

Just a short walk across the hill.

One moment.

Wait here.

I'll come back.

( Crows squawking )

( Splashing )

The swords are in there.

You go first.

Wait here.

Why?

I have to pee.

( Groans )

(gasps)

( Grunts)

( Grunts)

Well, your husband...

What did you do to him?

He was bitten by a snake.

Singh Kham:
I could've done anything to her.

But I was struck by her face--

The panic-stricken eyes,
the trembling lips.

It made me feel jealous.

I was jealous
that she loved her husband.

I was jealous that he was loved
and cared for by this woman.

I wanted her to see him tied up,

reduced to a pathetic slob
who couldn't help himself,

just like a chained-up dog.

( Singh Kham chuckling )

( Woman screams )

( laughing )

( Woman screams )

( Woman screams )

( Singh Kham laughing )

( Grunting )

( Sobbing )

Singh Kham:
Stop crying!

I'm not doing anything!
Nobody is going to die!

Stop it!

Your husband is there.

Untie him and get lost!

No, wait.

What now?

How can I continue living?

I've lost my honor
in front of two men.

At least...

I should allow my husband

to redeem my honor.

And his own, too.

Why should I allow that?

I beg you.

( Huffs )

This is no place to whine
about honor!

Woman:
Please give him a chance.

If he can't fight you...

I... I'll go with you.

Even a forest bandit
must have a heart

and know something
about justice.

Singh Kham:
Justice?

Your husband is a warlord.

He must have been trained
in swordfighting for years.

Do you think I'd let you
walk me into your trap?

Or maybe I'm wrong.

Maybe you want me to kill him.

Maybe that's your secret wish.

The world is full of women.
Why should I risk my life for you?

( Sobbing )

( Blade rings )

( Chuckles )

( Grunts)

(clangs )

(yells)

(yells)

(yells)

( Grunts)

( Grunts)

( Singh Kham grunts )

Singh Kham:
The husband put up a good fight,

but his skill was too refined.

Those who've been trained
in swordfighting

can only fight with people
from the same class.

He could never beat the raw energy
of a forest bandit.

Anyway, he was the first man

to have crossed swords with me
over 15 times.

( laughs )

And what happened
to the woman?

Singh Kham:
That woman?

I have no idea
where she had gone.

She must've been shocked
and run away.

I thought she liked me at first,

but then she just disappeared.

Well, all women are the same.

( laughs )

Undertaker: He said he didn't know
where the woman had gone.

( Chuckles )

Why am I not surprised
to hear that?

Two days ago a female body
was found in a stream.

Woodcutter:
What do you mean?

Undertaker:
A ruthless bandit like Singh Kham

wouldn't have any trouble
killing a helpless woman.

Monk: No.

Singh Kham didn't kill that woman.

She came to testify.

That woman? She testified?

Someone found her
not far from the crime scene.

She was hiding
in an abandoned temple.

Undertaker: Well, there was
no need for her to hide.

Singh Kham had already
confessed to the crime.

That was more than enough
to send him

to the execution ground.

Monk:
But the warlord's wife

didn't accuse Singh Kham at all.

What she testified
was a completely different story.

Undertaker:
A different story?

Why?
The bandit said he was the killer.

I know.
It was bizarre.

But I studied
that woman carefully

and she didn't come across
as the bandit had described her.

She didn't look
like a flighty woman,

or someone
with loose morals.

I looked at her
while she was in court.

To me, she was a fragile
and innocent lady.

Her eyes were like that
of an injured bird

that couldn't fly away.

This is Lady Kham Kaew,
my daughter.

She's suffering
from a heartbreaking tragedy.

Mother: The Lord Governor
may be wondering

how a woman like me
can have a fine daughter like this.

I've nurtured her
since she was a child,

guarding her like I would guard
a beautiful flower.

Get to the point.

What's this woman's relationship
with the dead man?

He was my daughter's husband.

His name was Lord Larh-Fah,

the warlord of Chiang Lah.

He came from a wealthy
aristocratic clan.

A fine man like him shouldn't have
met such a dreadful end.

When did they get married?

Mother:
Four years ago, my lord.

It was a grand ceremony.

Just look at my daughter.

You can tell that she has had
many suitors,

all from noble
and wealthy families.

But I allowed Lord Larh-Fah
to take her hand

because I believed
he was truly a good man.

Mother,

you should be ashamed
of yourself.

He is dead,

and you're still flattering him.

Kham Kaew: Sir, my husband
was a nobleman from Chiang Lah.

My mother...

was a servant in his house.

I added a little flourish

just to cheer myself up.

This is no time
to cheer anyone up.

Not even a little.

My mother...

was a loyal servant,
trusted by the master's family.

That alone was something
to be proud of.

When I was young,

I always helped her out
around the household.

Sometimes I carried water
from the well.

I picked wildflowers,
put them in a fragrant bowl,

and brought it to my master
at the training ground.

Even in those days,

his charm captivated me.

When I grew up,
I fell in love with him.

But I never thought that he'd be so kind
as to make me his wife,

because he never cast his eyes
on me.

Until that day
when I put a flower in my hair

and carried the bowl/
of fragrant water to him,

like I always did.

That was the first time
he looked at me.

I tried hard to become a lady

and the wife of an esteemed warlord
of Chiang Lah.

He picked the clothes
for me to wear.

He taught me how to sit,

how to walk and eat.

Even how to talk.

He taught me everything.

At night as I was lying
next to him,

I was afraid to go to sleep.

I was terrified that I would wake up
from a dream.

I thought it was all
just a dream.

( Sobbing ) I thought
it was all just a dream.

( Sobbing )

Calm yourself, Lady Kham Kaew,

SO you can continue.

Yes, my lord.

I'll continue.

After the bandit
took advantage of me,

he strutted around pompously.

He bragged
about his past misdeeds,

even comparing me
to other women he'd ravaged.

He used obscene words
that pricked my ears.

Even now,

I can still hear
his vulgar laughter.

His horrible ranting
still echoes in my head!

( Singh Kham laughing )

Singh Kham:
Listen!

Don't you know who I am?

I'm Singh Kham the bandit.

Get that into your skull!

I'm Singh Kham!
From which hole are you from

that you've never heard of me?

Singh Kham:
Never mind.

Now you know me,

you can brag about this
until the day you die

that you were once
Singh Kham's wife!

Singh Kham, son of a peasant
who becomes King of the Forest!

( Kham Kaew sobbing )

- ( Singh Kham grunts )
- ( Kham Kaew gasps )

Don't act up!

What happened to you today

is probably the only thing
worth remembering in your entire life.

( Sobbing )

Singh Kham:
You like swords, don't you?

Gold-handled, diamond-studded,
and emeralds, too!

You drooled
when I told you about them.

Remember,
a man like Singh Kham

never breaks his promises.

- Here's the sword I promised you!
- No!

Why did you stop me?

I thought I was
doing you a favor.

You're an animal!

- ( Blade rings )
- Hmm.

(gasps)

Singh Kham:
Yes, I am.

Too bad...

you're not one too!

( laughs )

( laughter fades )

He's gone.

He's gone.

He's gone!
But we're still alive!

( Grunts)

I'll forget it.

Kham Kaew:
I'll forget everything.

I promise...

we'll be together,
until eternity.

Why are you looking at me
like that?

Your eyes!

Why are you looking at me
like that?!

Here.

Kill me.

If that's how you feel,

just kill me!

( Screams )
Kill me now!

But please,

don't look at me like that.

You won't do it.

But you're tormenting me!

You're the only man
in my life.

I've never wanted any other.

What happened
was beyond my control.

I didn't cause it to happen.

What do you want me to do?

To go away?

How could I live without you?

( Sobs )
Answer me!

Have I become so unworthy
that you can't even talk to me?

Tell me!

I'm no longer the daughter
of your servant!

I'm your wife!

I'm the one who shares your bed.

Answer me!

Answer me!

( Screams )
Answer me! Answer me!

Answer me!

Kham Kaew:
I must have fainted.

When I came to,

I saw...

my husband lying dead.

( Sobbing )

He was stabbed right through.

At that moment,

I knew that I had killed
my own husband.

( Sobbing )

I ran away.

I ran without knowing
where I was going.

I tried to drown myself.

But even the river

wouldn't take me.

( Sobbing )

Am I that worthless?

Am I that worthless?

( Sobbing )

"Am I that worthless?"

- Ha!
- ( thunder rumbles )

But who could forget

the look
on that woman's face?

Undertaker:
The trembling lips,

the tears streaming down.

Tears are women's
strongest weapon.

They always use it
against men.

And stupid men like us
always fall for it.

But why?

Why would she confess to a crime
that she didn't commit?

Who knows why women do
what they do?

A woman's heart
is a labyrinth, sir.

She wanted your sympathy,

and you fell hopelessly
into the trap.

She admitted
to killing her husband,

and now you can't
forget her face?

That's it.

That pale face
soaked with tears.

That innocent face.

Innocence,
it always does the trick.

Who would have the heart
to send a woman to the gallows?

Woodcutter:
Don't take him seriously.

He's just provoking you.

It's all right.

What he says is true.

We can't believe the woman's story,

because we heard
what the shaman said.

Shaman?

What shaman?

They brought a shaman
to court.

Genius!
Now even a ghost can talk!

So what did the shaman say?

Was the ghost's story as reliable
as those of the living?

I don't believe that the woman
was feigning her suffering,

or that the bandit
was so defiant against death.

Why would he lie

when he knew

he would be put
to death anyway?

Undertaker:
A man who's marked for death

has no reason to lie.

And a man who's already dead
can't lie either.

Isn't that right?

So what did
the dead man say?

( Howls )

( Rasping )
I'm in the dark.

The darkest void.

Neither the beginning,

nor the end.

I curse the people

who've thrown me
into this darkest pit!

(gasps)

I will speak.

I will speak...

so the truth will be heard!

After the bandit
had taken my wife,

he sat there talking to her

like he had known her
for a long time.

(gasps)

Like someone who knew the way
of a woman's heart.

He talked,

and he touched my wife.

( Wails )

Singh Kham:
Poor warlord.

Maybe his warrior's blood
has become thinner than water.

Can his soft hands
entertain your warm flesh?

Can his thin lips bring yours
the deepest pleasure?

That man was made...

only for a woman
who's as cold as ice.

But you're not like that.

You've been ignored,
like a forgotten fruit.

But now, I've tasted you.

Shaman's voice:
My wife!

My beloved and loyal wife!

Never before
had she looked at me like that!

( Shaman wails )

( Wails )

Take me with you.

Take me.

I'll follow you everywhere.

( laughing )

Stop.

Kill him! Kill him!

While he's still alive,

I'll remain his wife.

I'll never be yours.

Kill him.
Kill him now!

- ( Grunts)
- ( shrieks )

Warlord, what do you want me to do
with this woman?

Should I cut out her heart
and feed it to the crows,

or should I let her live?

Whatever you want, I'll do it.

Just tell me.

Help!

Damn it!

( Kham Kaew screaming )

Help me!

I'll let her go.

Her scream
might bring people here.

But I have to save myself first.

( Grunts)

Our misfortune is over...

now that the floozy has fled.

( Blade rings )

It was quiet in that forest.

A chilled silence.

But then...

I heard something.

I heard someone sobbing.

Who is that sobbing his heart out
over there?

( Sobbing )

(rings)

( Shrieks )

There was a clot of blood
in my throat,

but I didn't feel any pain.

My fingertips were ice cold.

A fine mist slowly enveloped me.

It was so quiet.

Birds stopped chirping.

Leaves stopped rustling.

I saw a glimmer of light
on top of the hill.

I laid there
in that absolute silence.

The light on top of the hill
slowly faded.

Then someone
crept toward me.

Who's that?

Who's that?

Who's that?

I tried to make out his face,

but my eyes only saw
darkness.

Then someone
pulled the sword out of my chest.

( Groans )

The clot of blood gushed out from my throat
and covered my mouth, my nose.

I couldn't breathe.

Then I began to sink,

deeper and deeper,

into that limitless void.

( Thunder rumbles )

Woodcutter:
No! No! No!

No, that's not true!
That was a lie!

He didn't kill himself!
I didn't...

What happened?
Why are you sweating?

You're acting suspiciously.
Are you hiding something?

- Nothing!
- Can a ghost lie?

I don't know.
Maybe it can.

- It's you who lied.
- ( thunder rumbles )

No I didn't.

I swear!

Monk:
You swear so easily.

You swore yesterday in court,
and now again.

You didn't find a dead man,

you found him
when he was still alive.

You saw the woman
and the bandit too.

Undertaker:
That's right! That's right!

He saw everything!

Why didn't you tell the truth
to the court?

I'm a poor man.

( Chuckles )

Does honesty only belong
to the rich?

I didn't want to get involved.

You didn't want to,
but you're already involved.

If you don't care about honesty
and justice,

at least you should care
about your own feelings.

The three witnesses
had their own agendas,

but one of them
must have spoken the truth.

( Thunder crackles )

No.

None of them.
They're all liars.

( Undertaker cackles )

Undertaker:
I'm cracking up here!

I've never heard anything
so funny in my life!

And all this time, you've been pretending
that you had nothing to do with this!

If you speak the truth,
there's nothing to fear.

Now spit it out!
The monk has told you to!

All right, I'll tell you.

( Thunder rumbles )

I walked into the forest...

- I saw a shawl...
- Stop it!

Stop that nonsense,
I already heard that part.

You saw a shawl and a hairpin.
Now tell me the rest.

Woodcutter:
I heard a voice.

|I sneaked a look
from behind a tree.

The warlord was still alive.

He was tied to a tree.

- Undertaker: And his wife?
- She was doing her hair.

( laughs ) Great!
Doing her hair in the forest?

Women nowadays
do nothing else but their hair!

And the bandit?

Woodcutter:
He was kneeling.

Undertaker:
This is getting better!

Singh Kham the bandit knelt before
a woman who was doing her hair!

Can you please hear me out?

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

How many times
do I have to tell you I'm sorry?

Don't you understand?

All my life...

I've kept a woman like you
in here!

When I was a boy...

I saw her going by
in a palanquin.

She dropped her fan.

I ran to pick it up for her.

She reached out her hand.

Her hand was white like ivory,

her nails were painted pink,

just like yours.

Why don't you look at me?

I'm Singh Kham,

the bandit
feared by the whole region!

Now I'm kneeling before you,

begging you.

Please come with me.

Leave me alone.

I know, I know...

you don't like me
because I'm a thief.

I'll quit.

From now on
I'll find honest work.

I swear!

I'll work the land,

I'll farm, I'll do anything!

I'll provide for you
and make you happy.

Look at you.
You'll provide for me?

Why can't I do that?

I need you so badly.

Let me kiss you.

I'll show you how to...

Stop it!

( Whimpers )

Let go of my skirt.
You'll soil it!

Look, it's all dirty now!

I'll get 10 more for you.

It's a new skirt.

I've only worn it twice.

Singh Kham: Fine!
I'll leave it up to you!

If you don't want me, fine!

Get out of my face now!

I'll beat you.

I'll kill you if you don't do
what I say!

Really?
You think you can?

Well, maybe you can.

What you've asked...

I mean,
what you've ordered me to do,

how can I do that?

I'm married.
How can I run off with another man?

|I get it.

( Grunts)

( Growls )

Kham Kaew:
No!

Why not?

It's the easiest way!

A woman won by the easiest means
is worthless.

But if a man risks his life
fighting for a woman,

he'll become
the most precious man to her.

Fight?

You want me to fight
your husband?

No!
Don't untie him.

I don't want to fight
a warlord!

Now it's between
the two of you.

Put your sword away.

Don't panic.

I won't kill you.

Kill me?

A warrior like me
can't waste my time fighting you.

A warrior's sword
is a sacred and dignified weapon.

A bandit's blood
would only taint its honor.

What about my honor?

You don't even know
what honor means!

My honor was just trampled.

You saw how I resisted,
how I fought,

but he was too strong for me.

My hands were tied,

but I wasn't blindfolded.

You saw I couldn't
defend myself.

Lahr-Fah:
Of course not!

A woman like you
can never defend herself.

What are you getting at?

"A woman like me"?

You cut the rope
with that dagger.

You should have slit your throat
with it instead.

That's what a real lady
would have done.

Is that so?

I would never allow myself
to do something so stupid.

No matter how well
I treat a woman like you,

you'll never rise
above your level.

A kitchen girl
will always remain a kitchen girl.

She's just a kitchen girl?

Kham Kaew: Since I've been your wife,
I've always been faithful.

- Is this my reward?
- Faithful?

Do you take me
for an idiot?

That night when I was bed bound
with fever,

where did you disappear to?

Weren't you with a man
in the stable?

Did you think
that I knew nothing?

Kham Kaew:
What are you talking about?

That's nonsense!

Stop pretending you're a lady!

I'm your husband.

I know where you came from,
and what you are.

I've been hiding my feelings
for a long time.

I don't want to be humiliated
anymore.

Humiliated? Humiliated?

Since we've been together,
all you care about is your honor.

Lahr-Fah: I should've thought
about that before I wedded you.

Kham Kaew:
Sure, my noble knight.

Shut up, both of you!

How did we end up
in this mess?

It's because of the wind.

That wind caused all of this!
Let's just forget it!

I'm out of here!

Kham Kaew:
Wait!

Wait!

Don't go!

How can you forget everything
so quickly?

I already have.

You can't leave us like this!
Do you hear me?

Don't follow me!
I don't like being followed!

Let him go,
you shameless trash!

( Sobbing )

Stop being such a crybaby.

All women are crybabies.

Those tears mean nothing to me.

Maybe she thinks
she can deceive you with them.

Me?
Not anymore.

She has a beautiful face.
I was tricked into believing

that I could raise her
to become a lady.

Singh Kham: You can just toss
her back into the kitchen.

( laughing )

( laughing )

Toss me back into the kitchen?

A kitchen woman's daughter?

Yes, that's me.
I'm a kitchen woman's daughter.

I spent enough time
in the kitchen to know

whether something is rotten
and must be dumped in the trash.

Shut up!

Kham Kaew:
Excuse me, my lord.

You keep blabbering about honor,
about your sacred sword.

It's well known
that a real warlord

can kill a man
at the slightest provocation.

But look, what has this outlaw
done to you?

He tied you to a tree
and raped your wife in front of you.

And you still have the nerve
to swagger around

and order me to slit my throat!

I thought I would give you
one last chance

to prove yourself
to be a real man.

I should've known better.

I've been sharing your bed
long enough to know

how you'd tremble with fear
the night before a battle.

In the morning, you'd be seized
by terror and throw up.

I'd have to console you before you could
summon enough strength to put on your armor.

You call yourself a warrior?

Is this the "honor"
you keep talking about?

We both know
you're not a fighter.

You're a coward!

A pathetic coward!
A pathetic coward!

Singh Kham:
Shut up!

That's enough!

Enough?
Who says it's enough?

Singh Kham says.

Of course!

Singh Kham,
the "ruthless bandit,"

feared and loathed
by the entire kingdom.

A moment ago,
I fooled myself into believing

that what I'd heard was true.

I thought that Singh Kham,

who had just taken me
as his wife,

would fight for me,

and rescue me from the awful life

I've been forced to share
with this coward.

But no! Singh Kham was ready
to kill my husband

when he was tied up,

but when I cut him loose,

the "great bandit"” chickened out

and was ready to run for his life.

You're no better than he is.

Neither of you are real men.

All you do is talk and brag.

But in truth, you're nothing.

( Spits )

( Kham Kaew laughing )

( Grunts)

Did you say I threw up
before going off to battle?

- ( Blades clang )
- ( Kham Kaew screams )

Why don't you charge?

You charge first.

( Growls )

( Kham Kaew screams )

(yells)

(gags)

( Lahr-Fah yells )

(gasps)

(yells)

( Dull thud )

(gasps)

Help me!

Woodcutter: / had to hold
my breath while I was hiding there.

I was so terrified
that the bandit would hear me.

( Singh Kham whimpering )

I was horror-struck,
I prayed to every god I knew.

Singh Kham:
I didn't do it.

He fell on his own sword!

Woodcutter: But when it passed,
I ran like the wind.

Undertaker:
Straight to the guards?

Woodcutter: Yes.

And while you were running,
you forgot half of the story, right?

No, I didn't.

I don't know.

Woodcutter: Actually, I should've told
the truth in court.

But when they took the story
in totally different directions,

I started to doubt
my own memory.

I still don't see why those people
had to lie to the court.

Did they?

Woodcutter:
They did.

I saw everything
with my own eyes.

And can your eyes
see more clearly than theirs?

Humph.

- ( Undertaker groans )
- ( thunder rumbles )

Men only see
what we want to see

and hear
what we want to hear.

Anyway, I prefer your version of the story
to the others.

It has a greater
ring of truth

than the others.

We humans like to think
of ourselves

as big and important.

We think we're heroes,
or national darlings.

Anything, as long
as it's big and important.

But real humans
aren't big or important.

We're small, weak,
selfish, gutless.

We're insincere
and undignified.

I have nothing.

I am nothing.

I stopped fooling myself
a long time ago.

( Faint crying )

- What's that sound?
- ( thunder rumbles )

( Crying continues )

( Undertaker chuckles )

- ( Baby crying )
- ( undertaker grunts )

( Chuckles )

It's a baby!

Yes, they always dump them here.
A new one every day.

What are you doing?

This blanket will bring
a good price in the market.

Scum.

Woodcutter:
You're stealing from a newborn!

( Groans ) If I don't take it,
someone else will.

You're not human.
You're a bloodsucking monster!

If 'm a monster,
then what are the baby's parents?

You're so corrupt.

The baby is shivering.

He'll freeze to death.
Give me the blanket!

- Leave me alone.
- Give it to me!

- Leave me alone!
- If you don't give it to me, I'll go to the guards!

Fine! Do that!

Bring the guards here!

I bet they'll want to know
what you did too.

( loud thunderclap rumbles )

Undertaker: So far I've been
very kind to you.

Kind to me?

Yes, you know what I mean.

You're such an honest
and truthful man, right?

You've never lied, right?

Well, you are a liar,
just like all of them.

You're also a thief,
just like everybody else.

You may have fooled
the Lord Governor,

but you can never fool me.

What are you talking about?
I don't understand you.

He understands me very well, sir.

Ask him-- where is the warlord's sword?
Remember what the shaman said?

She said someone crept toward the dead man
and pulled the sword

from his chest,
while his body was still warm!

No! No! No!

Undertaker: How much did you sell it for?
Must have been a lot, huh?

( Sobbing )

And you called me
a "bloodsucking monster"?

( Baby crying )

Don't look at the monk!

I saw you were very cautious
while talking to the monk

so I thought
I wouldn't tell on you.

Thieves should stick together.

At first I thought
we were on the same team,

until you called me
a monster.

( Spits )

You reap what you sow,
don't you?

( Sobbing )

( Sobbing continues )

Don't lose sleep over this,
my friend.

Sometimes we're good
and sometimes we're bad.

Life is just like that.

There's no point arguing
who's right and who's wrong.

Life is too short
to be wasted over this nonsense.

The storm has passed, sir.
It's time for me to say goodbye.

Thank you, my friend.
I enjoyed your story today.

And I got this blanket
as a bonus too.

( Chuckles )

( Baby cries )

Sir,

give it to me.

If I do,
the baby won't live.

I know what I am, sir.

I don't blame you.

Why should you trust me?

But I...

I have six children of my own.

Sometimes they're cold,
sometimes they're hungry,

and sometimes they're scared.

They cry a lot too.

That sword...

has helped get them
through another day.

( Baby cries )

Please let me keep the baby.

Woodcutter: Traveling alone
is tough enough already.

Don't burden yourself
with a baby.

I'll take him home.

It's so small,
it shouldn't eat too much.

I'll be able to feed him.

Keep him then.

Take him home.

Can you forgive me?

I have nothing
to forgive you for.

It's you
who should forgive me.

I was so confident
in preaching dharma to others,

but today,
you and the undertaker

actually taught me
many lessons on dharma.

What did you just say?

I couldn't follow you.

I'm just a stupid woodcutter.

I understand nothing.

We are all stupid.

We are all confused.

Woodcutter:
The rain has stopped.

The earth will soon dry.

Pa Muang Tunnel
isn't so frightening anymore.

It's old and crumbling.

But today,
we found a new life here.

It's late now.
You should go home.

Someone must be waiting
for you.

You're right.

Thank you.

( Chorus singing in Thai )

( Woman singing in Thai )