Original subtitles

The right to judge and punish the wrongdoer

is the righteousness of the one with authority.

So what will happen

when the authority in power

is the one to be judged?

SCHOOL BUILDING

CONGRATULATIONS! MISS JUNKO JIRAIYAWAT

GOLD MEDAL 18TH NATIONAL BIOLOGY OLYMPIAD

Are you starting to have doubts in what you do?

Junko! We're decorating this board. Could you help us cut the paper?

-Sure. -Okay.

Hello. I'm Nanno, a new student.

Are you Junko?

Are you the same Junko who won the gold medal in the Biology Olympiad?

Yes.

You're so good.

Not really.

I just couldn't go out and play like other kids.

So I had time to read. That's all.

And why are you in a wheelchair? What happened to your legs?

I've been like this for a long time.

You've been like this for a long time…

So what is it?

It hurts!

Junko, what's wrong?

Hurry up and get her to the infirmary, to Teacher Waan.

Junko has hemophilia.

When she gets a cut, the bleeding won't stop.

It's very dangerous, you know.

The harder she hits something, the more dangerous it is.

That can be fatal.

I feel sorry for her.

And currently, there is no cure for hemophilia.

Now you know. So if you’d like to help, go donate.

The details are on this page.

JUNKO, A PITIFUL GENIUS

HELP DONATE TO PROVIDE CARE AND HEMOPHILIC TREATMENT FOR JUNKO

Donate 200 baht for Junko.

Here's 50 baht for Junko to have a bright future.

A bright future by donating 50 baht? Disgusting.

Donating 50 baht every day

is better than donating 100 or 200 baht while cursing other people.

5,000 BAHT TRANSFERRED

5,000 BAHT TRANSFERRED TO TEACHER WAAN

You have to be extra careful when you use sharp tools, you know.

When you get a cut, you'll be in pain more than others.

Hey! Isn't this the new student from the same class as you?

Yes.

My name is Nanno.

And what brings you here?

I'm worried about Junko.

I was with her when it happened. And I saw her…

Don't be shocked.

Junko is a weak kid.

And I have to give her injections daily.

I love you very much.

I won't lose you ever.

Has Junko been like this for a long time?

Since she was little.

I feel sorry.

Yes.

Junko has many difficulties and she's pitiful.

I meant, sorry for you.

Looking after someone for the rest of your life,

you must be really weary.

I used to hear people say

that they want to have a child so that one day, that child will look after them.

But for you, that day will never come.

You must take care of Junko for the rest of your life,

and Junko won't be able to look after you.

That's not what I have in mind at all. I can do anything for my child.

All I want is for her to be healthy.

It's time for class. Let's go.

Eat up.

Put it over there.

Yes, ma'am.

In the corner.

-Thank you. -Sure.

Are you full?

Yes.

Who's there?

Who is it?

You.

Yes?

Are you unwell? Why are you here?

I'm fine.

Then why aren't you in class?

You do know that I'm a new student, right?

Yes.

Actually, the reason I transferred here was because I wanted to see a teacher.

But since I moved here, I haven't seen her at all.

And she's supposed to be here in the infirmary.

Oh, Teacher Supattra?

She quit last semester.

-Really? -Yes.

Where did she go?

I don't know. It's personal. And we weren't that close.

You weren't close,

even though you two were together in the infirmary all along?

Actually, I texted her a lot, but she never replied.

I didn't know either.

When she moved out, she didn't even say goodbye.

She left without saying goodbye.

Speaking of teachers, I haven't seen a lot of them.

For example,

Teacher Khemmaka.

She also teaches Chemistry like Teacher Supattra.

Teacher Khomkrit, Teacher Teethawat, Teacher Nalina,

and Teacher Tawanwad.

They've all disappeared.

Well, I don't see it as strange.

Normally, this school has had many teachers that have come in and out.

When the time comes, when they find a better place, they just go.

A better place?

Is that place musty, damp, and salty-smelling?

I meant a beautiful school by the beach.

Well, I guess so.

Everyone wants to move to a better place.

What about you, Teacher Waan? Don't you want to move too?

I can't go.

Because you have to take care of Junko.

If there's nothing else, you should get back to class.

Oh, I almost forgot. Actually,

I came to return this to you.

You left it.

At first, I thought it was desmopressin,

which is the medication for Junko's hemophilia.

Turns out, that's not it.

Here, in this school…

the teachers… there are lots of weird things.

Teacher Waan, Junko fell in the restroom.

Junko!

What did you inject Junko with to make her weak?

For those who knew about it, you killed them.

Should I post it on the internet?

Just exposing her and you're satisfied?

Such a disappointment again. If it were me, I would kill her.

Wasn't it Teacher Waan that you saw in your dream?

I received the blood from you,

so we're connected in some way.

Speaking of which, we're just like a mother and a daughter.

A mother and a daughter?

Kill and kill. Is that the only thing you can think of?

That dream will never come true.

You might be sorry for believing that way.

TEACHER WAAN: LET'S HAVE A TALK.

Do you think others will believe you?

All the evidence is inside Junko.

And the bodies are still in your house.

Feeding on people's compassion. Is it that easy?

You don't know a thing. You don't have a say in this.

Not know anything?

Like, not knowing that a teacher's salary is not enough

that you had to hurt your own kid to fool other people for money?

Something like that?

I think It's time…

that you get your punishment for the things that you did.

What are you doing?

Don't worry, Teacher.

I won't punish you myself.

There are so many people who are willing to do it.

Don't!

The money that I'm saving

is the indemnity for the dead teachers' families.

By drugging Junko?

The reason I did all that wasn't for myself.

I did it for everyone.

Because Junko is a monster.

She's the one who killed those people.

Junko's had some complex disorder since she was little.

She was a weak kid, and she got bullied by her classmates.

Look at her! Get up!

-What's happening? -Teacher, help me.

They picked on me.

We just wanted Junko to be able to help herself.

Junko, don't be a burden to other people.

Junko hates her school, her friends…

She hates everyone.

She told me she wouldn't go to school until her legs were treated.

Back then, she spent time in her room with her obsession.

And the only thing that got her interest

was the human body.

At first, I thought it would be fine.

But one day, when she could finally walk again,

I found out that…

What did you want to show me, Junko?

If it's not cool, I won't play with you.

I brought you some snack--

Mom, isn't this beautiful?

I tried to make it look like everyone was missing…

in order to protect Junko,

and everyone else.

So, I had to give her the injections

so she would be in no condition to kill anyone.

I tried my best as a mother.

If it hadn't been for me,

Junko would've gone out there and killed another.

As a mother?

Are you saying these words

in order to justify yourself?

There's no such thing as justification whatsoever.

Junko really is a monster.

So you heard all of it, right, Junko? Your mother drugged you.

Junko.

I've told you. Your mother can't be trusted.

Who are you?

I'm Junko's friend.

A friend?

A close one too.

We're close enough to know everything,

and I've been helping her.

Helping her with what?

You've been the victim all your life.

Who were they to judge us?

From now on, it won't be like that anymore.

I'm sorry, but it was necessary. I don't want you to kill anybody else.

Those people deserved to die.

The friends who bullied me all day…

Go get your wheelchair, go!

So, your gut…

The teacher who didn't help

and also told me that I was the school's burden…

I just wanted revenge.

Yuri told me it's the right of the victim.

So why are you hurting me?

I never thought of hurting you, Junko.

I did it just to protect you.

Protect me?

All this time, we've been doing well on our own.

And these people, they came to destroy our normality.

My normality is killing someone.

And you took that away.

I've been changing the injections for a while.

Instead of yours, I've changed them into vitamins.

So Junko's weakness, you see, is actually just…

…an act, Mom.

Junko.

Junko!

Junko.

I'm your mom.

What you did wasn't what a mom would do.

So what should we do now?

Should we let the daughter kill her own mother? Or what should we do…

Mom?

If you knew that Junko was a real killer, why would you help her?

In the past, you'd been handling the wrongdoers like I had.

Just with different methods.

Junko.

Don't leave me with no choice.

Junko has been the victim all her life.

So, she stands up for revenge, like me.

With a person like you or Junko,

it's hard to tell whether you're the victim or not.

I guess it's just as hard to tell who's wrong…

Teacher Waan who crippled Junko so she wouldn't be able to kill anybody,

or Junko, who took it all out on the ones who did her wrong.

Nanno, can you really be the judge of that?

Who's the wrong one?

Is this how grateful you are that I let you live

and not cause any more trouble?

You didn't have to go to jail, live behind bars,

be a sinner for your whole life.

That's because I've cleared everything for you.

But instead of showing some gratitude,

you're now defying me?

Junko.

Please stop. I'm sorry.

I love you, Junko.

Junko.

Mom.

Junko.

You like to call me a monster, don't you?

What?

Prove your motherhood.

The mother is about to get killed by her own daughter.

I can't let you live without a mother.

I'm sorry.

So can you tell now who the wrong one is?

Why did you have to interfere?

This is the secret between Junko and me. Understood?

Understood?

Human iniquity is too complicated.

Even love can be used as an excuse for selfishness.

I'm sorry.

This is human.

It's the end of your era, Nanno.

I'll give this to everyone and let themselves be the judge.

Bye-bye, Nanno.

What will the world be like after this? Seems fun.

A world without any resistance…

A world where everyone is the judge…

In a world after this…

is Nanno still needed?

Subtitle translation by: Tanada Hantaweewatana