Original subtitles

Come play with us.

Go on, Master Khao isn't here.

Pao! Who said you could play?

Your time hasn't come yet.

Sure, I'm just a cleaning boy.

MAHORA THAI MUSIC SCHOOL

Go! Go!

ATTENTION

Stop! Back out!

We're shutting your school down.

You can take our instruments,

but you won't leave with your lives!

Whoa!

Sit down, all of you!

Damn it, my Mahora School!

It's over!

Go!

Seize their instruments.

Move!

My drum…

MASTER KHAO MUSIC SCHOOL

Cherd, you were out all night again.

And you reek of booze.

No cuddling, please!

Cherd, haven't you heard?

From now on, we can't play Thai music anymore.

That crazy colonel is enforcing a new law.

THAI MUSIC IS BANNED

He's just taken over,

and now he's shutting down all the schools, except Master Dum's.

Master Dum!

What gives him the right?

He claims there's a new law

to promote modernity and civilization.

Civilization?

We've been playing Thai music forever!

He also threatened that

if anyone breaks the law by playing music,

he'd wipe them out.

Wipe us out? Let him try!

Our grandfathers built this school, passed it down to our fathers…

And it must be passed on to our children.

And… what does that have to do with me?

Everything.

Because you're my son, Cherd.

You can't just play Western music.

You have to inherit our legacy.

Come on, playing the ranad won't get me any girls.

Playing the piano is way cooler.

Cut the crap

and go play it now!

MASTER KHAO MUSIC SCHOOL

Damn.

For God's sake.

Me? Inheriting your legacy?

Really?

Listen up, guys…

They banned us from playing Thai music,

so just don't play it.

Play something else. Music is all the same.

Good luck!

Ready, set, go…

Love or rock, love or rock

Love or rock, love or rock Come on, shake it

And rock the ground

Yeehee

Love or rock, love or rock

Love or rock, love or rock

Come on, shake it and rock the ground

Dance to the rock music And you'll fall in love

Dance and shock, amaze And leave them speechless

Come on, sway side to side Wiggle and twist your hips a little

Move to the rhythm, come on, shake it

And rock the earth

Yippee

Leave some for us!

- Please don't leave just yet. - Move aside!

Kaewta!

- You're leaving? - Yes.

Don't take too long.

I'll be right back, okay?

See you.

Hi, handsome! Wanna rock with me?

Excuse me, where's your friend?

The one in red.

Kaewta?

Kaewta…

She's back at Master Dum's.

Kaewta is gone,

but I'm here.

Think you're a hotshot?

The girl in red is mine.

Hotshot or not,

ask my friends.

Singha, pass it! Pass it!

Pass the drum, not the bottle!

Yeah, a bunch of wimps.

Let's go.

Hello, Venerable.

Is that the same girl?

May you live long and be strong.

Where is she?

Pervert!

No!

- My bike broke down. - Right.

It did.

Do you remember me?

Am I so pretty that you've forgotten?

Am I?

Of course, I remember.

You're the girl in red from last night.

But today…

You're so prim and proper, giving alms to the monks.

A little fake, no?

So you don't remember me.

Watch this.

You don't remember, huh?

Crocodile sweeps its tail!

Ring a bell?

Nope.

- Does it ring a bell now? - Hmm.

Remember now?

Next time, I'll kick you.

All right, Kaewta.

I remembered you after the first kick.

I nearly broke it.

- The banana tree? - No, my leg!

I don't think there's another girl in the world

who loves kicking banana trees like you.

You taught me that yourself.

So, are you still playing the ranad?

No.

Who's taking over for Master Khao then?

You went back to Chiang Rai ages ago.

What brought you back?

I want to play Thai music again. Is that a problem?

No.

But…

Why Master Dum's school?

I…

Hey, Pao!

Are you leaving?

Come with me.

Pao!

Do you remember me?

I'm Cherd. We used to play the ranad together.

It's been ages, man.

A military officer now?

And high-ranking too, wow!

People move forward in life.

It's lame to stay stuck in the same place year after year.

What a waste.

So, you quit Thai music?

How'd you end up in the military?

I just wanted to enforce the rules.

What are you talking about?

You'll see soon.

Meeting you two brings back memories.

Remember when we jumped into the canal as kids?

Right! Pao, remember

when Kaewta jumped into the canal and a leech bit her butt?

No.

How come?

- Then what about... - I don't remember.

I haven't even said anything yet.

What about when a dog bit your ass?

That wasn't me. That was Kaewta.

See? You do remember.

Kaewta…

I can't come see you play tonight.

Next time then.

You always say next time. Is it even true?

Master Dum.

I'm leaving.

We're ready, Colonel.

Why am I even in this scene?

Pao…

So, you're the new colonel.

All the old faces are still here, Master Khao.

We haven't changed here,

but you have, Pao.

By decree of the law banning Thai music,

we're shutting down your school.

It's over, Master Khao.

Only my school has permission to stay open.

All other schools must close.

Dum!

You do not own Thai music.

No one can stop us from playing it.

Whoever breaks the law,

arrest them!

Sir!

Stop playing!

- Go! - Come on!

Wow,

Master Khao's skill is incredible.

- Sir. - Hey! Stop him!

Don't let him play!

- Hey! - What?

- Stop! - Hey!

- Stop now! - Hands up!

Seize their instruments.

Go ahead.

But you'll have to go through me first!

What should we do, Colonel?

We won't seize their instruments.

We'll burn them all.

Go!

Hey, hey.

- Let me go! Let me go! - Move!

- Let go! - Come with us!

Let me go!

Khao…

Start with that ranad.

No!

No!

- No! - No!

Let me go!

Don't do this!

He's safe now, Cherd.

Stop right there!

Cherd!

Don't be reckless!

Right, calm down!

If you want to avenge your father,

you can't just go and shoot them.

You'd do better to continue what your father started.

Bring Thai music back to the people, like it used to be.

MASTER DUM MUSIC SCHOOL

I'd like to congratulate Master Dum

for being chosen as Thailand's representative

to perform for the World Records on the international stage.

Amazing! Cheers!

Congratulations, Master Dum.

I see you have plenty of new students.

Maybe I should join your school too.

You're a soldier, not a musician.

Your hands are too stiff.

They're not suited for playing the ranad.

Well, maybe the cymbals.

Put the colonel down as a cymbal player.

Yes, sir.

A cymbalist? That's classy.

Cheers!

Anyway, thank you

for getting rid of Master Khao.

I'm so thrilled!

Now everyone will know

my school is the best.

The greatest, with no rival!

Cheers!

Obviously,

you're more into the sor fiddle.

That's funny. He can't even hold a flute.

I may not be able to hold a flute.

But I can hold a gun… and shoot.

Oh, wow. Cheers!

Please give her a big hand!

This is Kaewta, our first fiddler,

Master Dum's star pupil.

Another round of applause, please!

Amazing!

Now the auspicious moment has arrived,

the unveiling of our new sign.

May I invite Master Dum and all our esteemed guests

to step outside for the ceremony.

Please.

You're still an excellent fiddler.

It's good to see you playing again.

Because of you, I'm in Master Dum's school.

That's the only reason I'm still allowed to play.

It's nothing.

From now on, I'll take care of you.

Pao, is there any way

to let everyone play Thai music again?

MASTER DUM MUSIC SCHOOL

Ladies and gentlemen,

before Master Dum honors us with a performance,

now is the moment

to officially unveil the sign

of Master Dum Music School.

Please stay put.

Someone's rehearsing country music upstairs.

One more time.

The band!

MASTER DUM MUSIC SCHOOL

Come with me!

Yes, sir! Move!

Come out!

Or I'll shoot!

Everything's fine.

They're just checking.

Fire!

Go look!

Follow me!

Go!

Hurry up!

Is that you?

I know it's you, Cherd.

Shoot them!

Prepare to shoot!

They've run away, sir.

MASTER DUM MUSIC SCHOOL

This is unacceptable, Colonel!

ATTENTION

THAI MUSIC DOESN'T BELONG ONLY TO YOU

Go get those clowns!

Don't move!

What now?

Try this!

Run!

Quiet!

- We made it. - Phew!

- What? - Cherd, you said we'd only mess with them.

But you brought a gun with you?

Did I even shoot it?

Don't act like those assholes.

Violence isn't our way.

Guys, I can't believe it.

Kaewta grew up to be so doable.

- Doable? - I mean, adorable!

I should've made a move on her when we were kids.

- Really? - Stop right there.

Kaewta…

- Already in Cherd's pocket, huh? - When did I say that?

Back then, you said she was annoying.

But now you find her…

- Find her what? - Pleasing!

Let's go.

Oopsie daisy!

Cherd…

Breaking news!

Breaking news!

"Gang of clowns bomb Master Dum Music School".

The papers are calling us clowns?

We dynamited the hell out of them,

and we're "clowns"?

They should call us "The Avengers".

Next, we'll bomb their publishing house.

That's because our gang has no name.

Thanks, Cherd.

For what?

We're figuring out a name for our gang,

and you came in whistling that tune.

Bingo! From now on, we are…

"The Bat Eat Banana Gang"

Genius! I'm so brilliant!

But I hate it!

Don't be a killjoy! Got a better name?

Of course, Singha.

Our gang should be called…

Kangkao Kin Kluay (Bat Eat Banana).

- Peel it first. - Stupid!

It's the same!

He said it in English. You said it in Thai.

It's exactly the same.

Right, you plagiarized me.

I think it's great.

It sounds…

mysterious and untraceable.

From now on,

we are

the Bat Eat Banana Gang!

Great!

Let's roll with it.

We are now the Bat Eat Banana crew!

And this is my plan.

Whoa! Your plan is blond and busty!

And has big tits!

Stop fooling around.

Here's the real plan.

We'll bring back Thai music's popularity

with this Boom-Blast Truck.

This is dope!

Over 100 loudspeakers, see?

Your heart will be pounding.

Wait.

We're going all out here

with 100 loudspeakers,

tractor tires, and all these complicated cables.

Do we have the budget for this?

Yeah, do we?

Shut up! I'm a mechanic. I'll adapt.

Piece of cake!

Let's celebrate!

Cheers!

Your idea is awesome.

Shit!

Singha, don't panic.

Don't you think it was a little too harsh, Cherd?

I think the people who did it

must be extremely vengeful.

They bombed the shit out of it.

You talk as if you knew who did it.

Come on,

if a powerful officer like you is in the dark,

how could a citizen like me

know anything?

Never mind if you don't.

But when I catch them,

I'll flatten them into dust.

Wait, Pao!

Why did you have to go so far that night?

Let me go!

Asshole!

Stop it! You're making it worse!

That's enough.

Let's go back to discussing our plan.

Okay?

What's this, Colonel?

I give you three more days.

If you still can't catch those agitators,

I'll kick you out

and replace you with someone better.

- Got it? - Yes, sir!

Do you think we can fight them?

There's a whole army of them out there.

Singha! What the hell!

Sorry guys, this needs to be loud.

Can you do it later?

Don't worry,

we'll outnumber them.

How?

We'll go out and show people that we're not afraid to play Thai music.

And if they love music like we do,

they'll come join us.

Superb.

Damn you, Singha!

You dumb-ass!

What the hell are you doing there?

Wow! You look so cool with that bat mask.

Go home and tell your parents

that Thai music is making a comeback.

Thanks, Uncle.

Uncle? Don't be rude, boy!

- Take it down now. - Yes, sir.

Thai music is coming back to us.

You're so kind.

Shit.

What're you doing there?!

Klun, run!

Hurry!

THAI MUSIC IS COMING BACK FROM THE BAT EAT BANANA GANG

Go!

I'm sorry, Dad.

I won't let them get away with this.

Cherd.

What are you doing here?

Visiting Master Khao.

Visiting?

Or spying?

Spying what?

I'm concerned about Master Khao.

If you're planning something bad,

at least think of your father.

I'm worried about you too.

Oh, Kaewta.

Uncle Sri, do you have any idea what Cherd is up to?

Ta-da!

- Fuck! - Fuck!

Fuck what?

This is our Boom-Blast Truck!

My latest invacation.

Invacation?

Innovation?

It's innovation.

Innovation, my ass!

Awesome on paper,

garbage in real life.

Sorry, man. The budget's pretty tight.

I told you we couldn't trust him.

Shut up and look at this.

What now?

This is my talisman.

The mascot of the Bat Eat Banana crew.

Don't tell me you used our money…

To create this supercool mascot.

Singha!

You moron!

- This won't work. - Singha, it's my money!

- This is all you've got? - You didn't chip in much anyway.

GANG OF CLOWNS BOMB MASTER DUM MUSIC SCHOOL

Singha! Go easy on the flames!

Good afternoon, my dear people.

We're the Bat Eat Banana Gang.

We'd like to invite you

to join in the fun with our music!

What do they want us to do?

- I heard a pin drop. - Right.

- What is that? - What are they doing?

Dead quiet.

Let's try this trick.

Beep-beep!

Oh…

That's it!

Now everyone, let's try!

Like this. Easy-peasy. Go ahead and try.

Move!

Take cover!

Thai music belongs to everyone.

You can't forbid anyone from playing it.

Dream on.

I recognize all of you.

Cherd. Klun.

Puang. Singha.

You're wearing masks, but your hair's still the same.

Dumbass bats!

This looks bad. We should retreat.

Step forward if you dare.

- Are you sure? - Yes!

Cherd.

Cherd, stop!

Retreat!

Cherd, fall back. Don't fight them!

Fall back!

I said fall back.

They all have guns. We can't beat them.

He's already passed out, moron!

Drag him away.

Take him back to my garage.

Please make a path. They're coming.

Cherd, I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

Hey!

You won't get away from us today.

Get ready to run.

Shit.

No!

Damn, it's jammed!

Arrest them!

Arrest them for what?

They didn't cause any trouble.

They just played music. What's wrong with that?

- Right, everyone? - Yes!

- Colonel. - Go away!

- The people are clearly on their side. - Why?

- Why do you arrest them? - Why arrest them?

- Why? - Why arrest them?

Why do you have to do this, Pao?

I'm just buying time for your friend to show up.

Then, let's play checkers.

Untie me. I'll find some rocks to use as pawns.

Just like when we were kids.

Humor him with a game, Colonel.

Maybe not.

Goodbye, Puang.

What the hell are you doing?

Just stay put.

You were so reckless,

and now we're in trouble.

I know where they're holding those guys,

but you should save yourself first.

Take me to them.

It's just the two of us. What can we even do?

We can do something.

Who should I kill first?

Pao, my pal.

Do you remember who called you "the orphan"?

Who called you "Rotten Doggo"?

Klun did.

Pao, my pal.

Who told everyone you wetted your sheets?

Singha did.

And who pulled your pants down in front of Kaewta?

Klun did.

Singha told me to do it. Shoot him.

Klun bullied you too!

- Shoot him. - Shoot him.

- Shoot him. - Shoot Singha.

Shoot Klun.

- Shoot Singha. - Shoot Klun.

- Shoot Singha. - Shoot Klun.

Shoot Klun.

Two to one vote. I'm dead.

I'm gonna shoot all of you, bastards!

Don't shoot me.

Stop it, Pao!

Put your gun down.

Kaewta…

Cherd.

I said put the gun down and let my friends go.

Or we're all fucking dead.

Help me, Cherd…

Untie me, now.

Me too, my friend.

- Run! I'll handle this. - Okay.

Singha!

Shit!

Singha!

Kaewta, be careful.

He's a real madman!

- But… - No buts! Go!

Now!

Is this because of what happened that day?

Khao!

Khao!

I'm in here.

Khao!

How's Cherd doing?

Don't worry,

the doctor said it's nothing serious.

But he has to stay in the hospital for a while.

What a shame. This concert will make him famous.

He's going to be the greatest young ranad player!

The greatest? I don't think so…

What're you saying?

I'm wondering who we should put on stage instead of him.

Cherd struggles with this song,

but Pao is playing it quite well.

Pao!

Who said you could play, huh?

Without my permission, no one can play!

But Cherd can't go tomorrow. Please let me take his place.

Your time hasn't come yet.

My time has never come.

It's always Cherd's time. And why is that?

Because he's your son!

And I'm just a cleaning boy!

Leave us.

Leave where?

Get the hell out!

I know you didn't get a chance to play.

I understand you, Pao.

But you have no right to stop people from playing music.

You've come back to help those guys?

I came back because I want to change it.

Anyone who wants to play music should be able to.

Can't we go back to what we once were?

It's too late.

And I'm just enforcing the law banning Thai music.

This isn't just about music, Pao.

You were about to kill someone. Don't you get it?

Shut up, okay?

Just shoot me.

Shoot!

THAI MUSIC IS COMING BACK FROM THE BAT EAT BANANA GANG

We should split up.

There's no way we can fight them.

We were this close to being killed!

I think we should stop.

I'm sorry,

for only wanting to take revenge.

I said we'd fight them with music, but I failed.

I'm really sorry, guys.

I understand if you want to stop this.

You guys can leave.

Are you all right? Did Pao hurt you?

And how did you get here?

Calm down.

I'm fine.

And… what did Pao say?

He's as pigheaded as before.

Where's everyone?

They're gone.

What?

It's just me now.

I messed up. It's all over.

No.

If you give up fighting,

what about the people out there who want to play Thai music?

I think…

I should stop here.

I never wanted to fight for others.

I did everything to avenge my father.

That's all.

But you haven't succeeded, right?

So you must not give up.

Look at me, I haven't given up.

I've endured my time with Master Dum

because I want everyone to be able to play music again.

Not because…

you want to be close to Colonel Pao?

You're right,

I want to be close to Pao.

Because…

I hope I can convince him to change his mind.

But I've lost that hope now.

Now I know where my new hope lies.

Hey.

It's you.

Still want to take revenge for your father?

I have an idea.

You have to beat Master Dum with music

at the World Records event.

If you win, everybody will listen to you.

- Me? - Yes.

How could that be possible?

Hey, don't feel so discouraged.

Uncle Sri said there's someone who can help you.

Only one person can help you beat Master Dum.

He's the one who invented the deadly Fluttering Bat melody.

You have to travel to Bat Mansion Cave.

Once you're there, don't go inside. It's dangerous.

You have to shout his name until all the bats fly out.

Once the bats come out, it means the cave is open.

And then you'll meet Master Waree.

Is this the cave Uncle Sri told us about?

It's spooky.

No human can live here.

Only ghosts…

Don't scare me.

Let's shout.

Master!

Master!

Nothing.

Again, but louder this time.

Okay.

- Master! - Master!

You're all here…

A friend's in trouble, so how can we sit still?

Cherd.

Let me kiss you.

Time to get serious.

Master!

Bats!

Don't bite me!

We should go inside. Let's go.

You don't have any bag with you?

What kind of place is this?

It's huge.

Look, guys.

That's Master Waree and his famous suspension ranad xylophone!

Right, it's him.

More like a kindergartener with a toy.

How dare you insult me!

And what about the Fluttering Bat trick?

Yeah.

The legendary move.

Right. Behold!

The bat is truly fluttering its wings!

Sit back and relax.

Try my deep coffee first.

Do you mean, drip coffee?

Drip means you've already roasted the beans.

This is green coffee.

Oh.

So do you like dark roast

or medium roast?

I like roasted chicken.

Okay, I'll go get some sticky rice! No shit!

Are you messing with me?

Your Bat Gang is a pain in the ass.

Huh?

How do you know we're the Bat Gang?

You're Cherd.

Klun.

Puang.

Singha.

And that girl…

Cuckatoo.

It's Kaewta.

- We're here... - To take revenge on Master Dum.

- Because Master Khao... - Was burned.

- From his left arm... - To his right arm.

- From his thigh... - To his scrotum.

No, his armpit.

Right, his armpit.

- And all of this happened because of... - Pao.

- Yes, Pao is a real asshole. - Yes.

Pao ganged up with Master Dum

and banned everyone from playing music.

I can't wait to meet you, Pao.

Master Waree is an oracle with an all-seeing eye.

Of course.

He subscribes to all the newspapers.

GANG OF CLOWNS MESSING WITH MASTER DUM MUSIC SCHOOL

Our big fan.

This is dog piss. Who made it?

Cherd,

I'll tell you the secret of the Fluttering Bat move.

Listen carefully.

Concentrate all your energy

on your arms.

Train your mind to be one with the mallets.

If you can do that,

your arms and the tips of your mallets

will gain a supernatural fluency that nobody can rival.

Stay extremely focused

and start playing.

Very good.

Keep chopping.

Yes…

Are you chopping pork? For fuck's sake!

You're a xylophonist, not a butcher!

Again!

Mind over mallets.

Again.

More power!

More! More!

Harder!

Good, more!

Harder, give it more power!

Like that, yes!

Keep rocking!

Make the earth move!

Awesome! Keep rocking!

You did it! This calls for a celebration!

You've passed the training.

Keep practicing and improving your skills.

Then a real, giant bat will appear

and play with you!

- Really, Master? - Of course!

It's the power of music.

You won't win any duel playing like that.

Why's that?

It's so sweet.

The audience will swoon.

Really?

Are you swooning too?

That's enough!

Why?

- So you're swooning. - No.

Stop.

It's annoying.

Is it?

I said enough!

Time stops…

It means you're swooning…

Don't play it like this anywhere.

Why, honey?

Because all the girls will melt in your mouth.

Are you melting now, Kaewta?

Like butter.

Where are you off to, dear?

I'd better get back.

See you around…

Don't give up.

See ya, don't give up.

See ya, dear.

Shut up.

Where are your mallets, Cherd?

Why, honey?

Hit me with your mallets, please.

Come, come, Kaewta.

Cherd!

Sir, our spy reported that

the Bat Gang has been training with Master Waree.

I'll entrust the future of Thai music to all of you.

I want the world to enjoy it until the end of time.

To play Thai music again will give us great joy.

Good.

Thai music will be uncaged from now on.

We won't let you down, Master.

- Thank you. - We're screwed!

What's the matter, Singha?

Pao is coming!

- Pao! - Yes.

All of you, run away.

- Go before he arrives. - No.

Master, we love you.

We'll never leave you in danger.

If one of us must live,

it has to be you.

I made the right choice to accept you as my pupils.

My dear pupils…

Shit!

We come in peace.

We're only here for the Bat Gang.

Tell them to surrender now!

All of you, leave!

There's a secret exit at the back of the cave. Go!

No. Not without you!

I'm not afraid of death.

If I have to die, I'm ready to die for my students!

Go now! Don't make me…

At warp speed, huh!

Come on, wimp. Let's see who'll get out of here alive!

Colonel, they called you a wimp.

They're not afraid of you!

You will witness the great power of music!

Sir, they don't give a damn about you.

See, they've started doing a ranad solo.

You!

If you don't give them up right now,

I'll fire again.

Go ahead! I stand my ground!

Give me ammo!

Fire!

Ear ringing.

I stand my ground!

Master!

Without him, we might already be dead.

Hey!

Don't count him out.

Master might still be alive.

If the ranad can't stop him,

meet my Skull-and-Bone Fiddle!

Fire!

Ear ringing again.

Asshole! Will you fucking stop?!

What's next?

We'll storm the World Records event.

We'll beat Master Dum.

When the winner speaks, everyone will listen.

Fuck me! A rocket!

A rocket!

There!

Holy shit! A rocket!

Singha! We're so dead!

Colonel, the Bat Gang is as dead as a doornail.

Who gave you an order to kill them?

The general's top-secret order, sir.

He instructed me to kill them all.

It's done, sir.

I shot them dead with my own hands.

When they got into their car,

I grabbed the RPG and fired.

Whoosh… Boom!

That was it.

Their bodies were blown into the air and then fell to the ground.

Red blood splattered all over Mother Earth.

I executed your order all by myself.

No one helped me.

Sir.

Colonel Pooh, sorry, Pao,

are you okay with that?

Yes, sir.

Good.

I feel better now.

Pao.

I'm sorry about that night.

I got you wrong…

Shoot!

If you don't, I'll do it myself.

You…

Someone like Cherd will never understand.

He was born with everything.

I have feelings for you.

You know that, don't you?

I won't let him stand in my way again,

not about music,

not about you.

I understand why you have to do all of this.

But I still hope that you'll change your mind.

It's too late.

I can't change anything now.

Good evening, everyone!

Welcome to the World Records!

Ladies and gentlemen,

the most anticipated moment has arrived.

We will now proceed to confirm the world records

for the world's top ranad xylophonist.

May I invite

Siam's greatest ranad player to the stage.

The one and only…

Master Dum!

What's the matter?

Colonel Pao! What's going on?

Why doesn't Master Dum come on stage?

I beg your forgiveness.

But Master Dum has a hand injury.

He won't be able to perform.

I'll need this favor from you, Master Dum.

A soldier's hands are too stiff, right?

Colonel, what're you doing?

Sorry

if my hands are too stiff for you.

If Master Dum doesn't take offense,

allow me to play the ranad myself.

What the hell's going on?

I'm confused.

My name is registered under Master Dum's school,

so I'm allowed to play Thai music.

I'm just a cleaning boy!

- Sergeant. - What?

What?

Sir, the Bat Gang is still alive.

How did they get away?

Exactly.

There's only one way out.

The talisman!

- Don't tell me… - Yes!

Cherd!

Watch out!

Klun, that's our mascot!

We have no choice!

Help us!

No!

It's gone!

We made it!

What about your Whoosh… Boom shit?

It must've hit a termite mound instead.

Those bastards are so hard to kill.

We have to be even more ruthless.

So the time has come for me to save the world again.

Moron, you're most useful when you don't do anything.

Yes, sir.

- Hey! - Sir.

Crush them.

Yes, sir!

Singha, this truck is really top-notch.

I made sure to make it bullet-proof and missile-proof.

All strikes will be deflected, I calculated everything.

The body is coated with special paint too.

- I'm a goddamn genius. - Singha, a tank!

The only thing I can't beat is a tank.

I forgot about that.

Shut up!

There's a friggin' tank coming at us!

A tank…

I'm still traumatized by that rocket,

and now there's a fucking tank!

Brake! Now!

Brake!

What's that smoke?

The brake's kaput!

What do we do?

I have this.

Ejection switch.

Klun, take it.

Hold on tight.

Wait for my signal!

Shit!

We're dead!

Press it!

- Press it, asshole! - I did. Nothing happened.

Damn, it's broken.

Puang, take the wheel.

Good news, guys.

- What? - The steering wheel came off.

- Shit! - Damn!

- Shit! - We're fucking finished!

We're dead!

Why are you nodding like that?

I'm zapped.

Zapped?

Shit, it's so high!

Distinguished guests,

we have a slight adjustment in the line-up.

Colonel Pao will perform instead of Master Dum.

Now it's time to witness

a World Records performance

in honor of the world's greatest ranad xylophonist,

right now!

Let's roll!

How come we're still alive?

It's a goddamn miracle.

The Bat Eat Banana Gang!

We're the Bat Eat Banana Gang.

We want to challenge the top ranad xylophonist.

That's me,

the greatest ranad xylophonist.

I knew you were behind all of this.

You made it out alive,

but do you think you can outplay me?

That, we'll have to see.

Soldiers, arrest them!

Hold on, General.

Let me duel with them first.

You can arrest them later.

Sit down.

Master Dum…

He's good but old.

Wonderful.

Let's put this duel into the World Records

to prove who really is the world's top ranad xylophonist.

Come here, you stupid bats.

Fine.

-Let's roll. - This is how it's done!

Hey, pay attention!

I'm on it.

That's Master Dum's Hell Scale!

Pao is playing it upside down!

Never knew my colonel is a master player.

That's it, Cherd is launching

the Fluttering Bat melody.

Keep practicing and improving your skills.

Then a real, giant bat will appear

and play with you.

Awesome, Cherd!

He's brilliant!

The bat!

Fight it!

Cherd, keep going!

Hit it hard!

- Hit it! - Good!

Whoa!

Finally, you beat me.

Hooray!

That's it! The world's top ranad player is…

Colonel Pao of Master Dum Music School.

Congratulations!

Soldiers, arrest them.

Oh, trouble.

Do you have to go this far?

They're agitators who break the law. They have to be punished.

But it's too extreme.

If it hadn't been Cherd, would you have been so upset?

No one should be punished for playing music.

Master Khao is seriously hurt,

and you're not going to stop at this?

It's too late to stop anything.

It's not,

if you want to help.

Meeting you two brings back memories.

Come play with us.

Go on, Master Khao is not here.

If I play the ranad, then what about you?

So let's play a duet.

I'll lead you in.

That's so beautiful, Master Khao.

Don't call me "Master". Call me "Father".

Yes, Father.

Thai music belongs to everyone.

You can't forbid anyone from playing it.

Is there any way

to let everyone play Thai music again?

Father, your Heaven Scale is so difficult to play.

It's not, Cherd,

if you play it for enjoyment

and not to win a duel.

Play music for your own happiness.

Go on, Cherd.

You really had some nerve.

And now it's time to face the consequences.

Everyone,

did you enjoy the Thai music we just played?

Yes.

Then

no one should be arrested for playing Thai music, right?

Yes!

Pao!

Pao…

General, sir.

They just want to find happiness in Thai music like before.

The old Pao is back!

We've come here

to make sure all of you understand

that Thai music belongs to everyone.

- Yes! - Yes!

General, sir.

Please allow everyone to play Thai music again.

Please, sir!

- Please, sir! - That's right, sir!

- Please! - Please, Sir!

Hoorah! I agree with you!

What the…

That performance was so entertaining!

I agree that Thai music

should once again be available to everyone.

Yesterday, you ordered me to crush them.

Today, you're claiming all the credit, dickhead.

MASTER KHAO MUSIC SCHOOL

Your favorite ranad has been repaired, good as new.

Cherd's music skills may be awful,

but his efforts to conserve Thai music are second to none.

Pao, you're here to visit Master Khao?

I have something for Father.

Wait!

Since you're here,

play something for the children.

I'd better not.

Everyone, if you want to hear the greatest ranad player perform,

clap your hands!

Please don't…

Go on,

show the kids.

Father Khao…

Your time has arrived.

I'm sorry for what I did back then.

You agreed to come with me

because you have a thing for ranad players, right?

Hmm.

Just say it.

Yeah, say it.

I know you two are in love. No need to be shy.

So just love each other.

And I'll be your third wheel forever.

Forever?

Forever!

And ever…

Forever…

Asshole!

…Is not real.

Shithead! I'm a World Records player!

GOALS ARE MEANT TO BE CRASHED

You're so lovely.

Really?

- So do you love me? - Hmm.

- What? - Yes.

- What? - I love you.

Louder!

I love you!

Ready, set, go!