EPISODE 14
What, Grandma? The signal's bad.
What is it?
Who, Grandma?
Jiw?
Chef?
I went up to Lamphun to find you.
But you were two streets away?
Are you here because you want me to find you?
You didn't really leave me, right? Right, Jiw?
I came to find you...
not because I forgive you for fooling me...
but because I was so worried about you.
And I missed you the whole time.
I missed you, too, Chef.
What? Your voice is muffled. You sound like a cat.
I missed you, too, Chef.
I missed you a lot!
Jiw?
I've been thinking quite a lot. All the time.
And now I'm sure.
I think I've been hard on you... because...
I'm always worried about you.
Honestly, I never take my eyes off the girl
with the lonely, timid look on her face.
And all those feelings started before all this madness started,
with the ghosts and possessing.
So don't do this again. Don't run away from me again.
If you do it again, I'll die for sure.
Yes, Chef.
Do you understand?
We haven't seen each other for a few days. You've lost a lot of weight.
Eat something. Then you can update You Are My Sunshine.
You know about my blog, Chef?
I know everything about you.
You'll never get rid of me.
Can I ask something?
That kid, the son of the owner of that restaurant...
what is he to you?
Why did he punch me for you?
You got punched, Chef?
Are you all right?
It's nothing.
He has a lame fist.
But it was worth it.
He told me where you were.
I should have known something was up.
How could a person just change overnight into a whole other person?
Who would've known that you weren't bipolar?
That you were possessed?
Since we're talking about this now, can I ask you something?
When we were on the swings together
that time...
it wasn't you, was it?
It wasn't.
And that time you were so drunk I had to get you out of that hotel?
No. That was the ghost.
And that outing at Khao Yai when you got stuck in cold storage, that--
Was the ghost.
What about when you helped catch the bike seat thief?
That was me. I caught the thief, Chef.
Wow. You're so proud.
But you really were great.
Hey, so...
I guess that means...
the person who kept asking me to do you know what...
wasn't you, but the ghost?
Yes.
Honestly...
if the ghost never made you a more cheerful person...
I may have never looked at you.
Not saying you're no good, but...
you remind me of myself when I was a kid.
Always afraid.
Unconfident.
I didn't want to be near you.
But I have to admit...
I like the ghost lady too.
She's very charming.
And she's really adorable.
If I hadn't controlled myself...
The ghost lady really likes you, too, Chef.
This ghost has good taste, doesn't she?
What's wrong?
Nothing. I had a little scare. A ghost went by.
Hey! Really?
Where?
Jiw!
It's okay to keep it to yourself when you see a ghost.
Why did you say that? To mess around?
No, Chef.
Good. I'm not scared anyway.
What?
I think Captain Parin's trying to hide
the identity of his wife's hit-and-run suspect.
And I believe Captain Parin may have made some sort agreement with the perp.
So you're really not coming back to work at the bistro?
Well, I left, didn't I?
If I went back, I don't know how I'd be able to face the others.
All right.
You can stay here for now.
I'll find you a job... with lodging.
Yes. Thank you.
No problem.
Want to go home?
See you.
Turn your phone on, all right?
Just in case I need to reach you.
Understand?
Yes.
You, too, Chef.
You'd better go home. It's late.
No.
I'll wait here until you've gone inside, just in case you run from me again.
I'm not running away anymore.
I'll go now.
-Hey! -Oh!
Why are you so shocked?
Where have you been?
I went... out to run an errand.
I told you not to go outside.
Won't you listen to me?
Take a seat. We need to talk.
What is it?
I found a new clue.
You see, someone told me that Captain Parin
is involved in Ms. Nammon's hit-and-run case.
Captain Parin?
-Who told you? -Sergeant Dan.
He said Parin's hiding the identity of the suspect in this case.
Sergeant Dan must've found proof, or he wouldn't make these claims.
I think...
Captain Parin must be involved.
So do we have to tell Chef?
Not yet.
Better find some concrete evidence first.
Hey.
Are you worried about Chef?
I'm worried about Ms. Nammon, too.
So...
Sis?
About Chef...
Oh, honey!
I don't have time to think about this lovey-dovey stuff.
It's hard enough trying to find out how I died.
Kaopoon's still earthbound and hanging around.
But she's not possessing Jiw now.
So where are you now, bitch?
Sergeant Yong?
Sergeant Yong!
-Sergeant Yong? -Yes, sir?
Have you seen anyone messing with my drawer?
No, I haven't.
Why, Captain?
Nothing.
-Go back to sleep. -Right.
ORIGINAL RECIPE BOILED RICE WITH FRESH GINGER
"Sunshine."
I guess I'm your Sun.
Yes, Chef?
Oh, nothing..
I just wanted to know if you turned your phone on.
I have.I just did.
Good.
Keep the battery charged.
From now on, don't turn it on vibrate or ignore my calls.
I haven't forgiven you 100% yet,
so you have to behave.
Right.
Chef?
What is it?
I'm listening. Speak.
Captain Parin is really important to you, isn't he?
Ms. Nammon, too?
Of course they are.
They're my family.
Hey!
Don't tell me you're into married guys.
Are you possessed again?
You're not the real Jiw?
No, this is the real Jiw.
So... So how's Lhong?
Is he all right?
When I left, we didn't say goodbye.
Jiw?
You just segued from a person to a dog.
Not subtle at all.
You really must be the real Jiw.
Jiw?
If you're not talking, at least breathe so I can hear you.
Otherwise, I'll think you hung up.
I hear you now.
I don't know why, but when I hear your heartbeat...
I feel at ease.
Jiw?
Are you sleeping?
Hey, Jiw?
You must be asleep already.
-Where's your apron? -Oh! I was about to put it on, Chef.
Have you looked at yourself?
Take off the eye masks.
Fix your hair, would you?
Yes, Chef.
Today's special is squid ink spaghetti with giant river prawn.
Yes, Chef!
Don't add too much ink, or the pasta will smell fishy.
Don't overcook the prawns or they'll lose their flavor.
-Yes, Chef! -Any questions?
I've got one.
What is it?
Chef, since you're much more famous now,
our sales have rocketed.
But you see, we've got a small staff.
I'm worried that if we overwork,
it will damage the food quality, as well as our bistro.
Get to the point
Sir?
Spit it out. What do you want?
We need more employees.
-Yes, Chef! -Yes.
Jiw's position's vacant.
Find candidates and interview them.
Is it too soon to hire a replacement?
If Jiw returns, what do we do?
Dude!
If Jiw comes back, they can both do that job.
Yeah!
Didn't you say you wanted more assistants?
-Yeah! -That's true, Chef!
We do keep getting more customers.
You guys take care of the interviews.
Yes!
-Pick someone good. -Yes.
Focus on character... and attitude.
Don't focus on qualifications.
-It's irrelevant. -Yes.
So people who studied abroad are unnecessary, right, Chef?
In that case, don't worry. I'll do it for you, Chef.
Trust me!
-Okay. -Thank you, Chef!
Thank you!
Damn it! Where did it go?
Where is it?
Sergeant Wan?
Yes?
There it is!
I was searching for ages!
Have you seen Sergeant Dan?
No, I haven't.
I just got here.
Ouch!
My stomach really hurts. I need to go to the bathroom. Excuse me.
I shouldn't have had spicy food so early in the morning.
Where did Sergeant Dan go?
Hello?
This is Sergeant Dan.
I'd like to inquire about the results of the fingerprint test I requested.
Still not ready?
Please call me as soon as the results are ready.
Thank you.
Damn it! What's taking them so damn long?
You're as quiet as a mouse.
You scared me.
Please make some noise next time.
What noise would you like?
Or some other sound?
Why did you come to see me?
I didn't come to see you.
I was just passing by.
I'll leave you alone then.
Please excuse me.
-Hello. -Hello.
-How old are you? -I'm 24.
Twenty-four!
Still young.
-Do you have a boyfriend? -No.
But I have a husband and my son's waiting outside.
Then thank you for coming. You're free to go.
Your husband and son are waiting. Dismissed.
Any questions for us? Please go on.
When do we eat lunch and dinner?
There's no set time. Whenever Chef says so.
Really? So what if customers don't finish their food? Can we--
Wait. No matter how hungry we are, we don't eat customers' leftovers, do we?
Sorry. We're hiring commis chefs, not leftover eaters!
-You're unqualified. -Dismissed.
You're hired!
Congrats. You got the job.
-I told you-- -Start!
You have the right qualities. We've been waiting--
Honey, this way.
By the way, I'm Rain, the sous-chef here.
Nice to meet you. My name's Fasai.
Hello.
Chef Artit, you're even more handsome in real life than on TV.
Of course I am.
In order to work here, you must focus hard.
Learn as much as you can from everyone. Got it?
I understand, babe.
Wait. You can't call Chef babe.
You have to say, "Yes, Chef."
You can't call him babe. You must call him Chef, okay?
-Yes. -Chef?
The poor girl's new here. She's not up to speed yet.
Please don't take offense.
We have lots of reservations this evening. Let's get to work.
Yes, Chef!
Chef is so cool.
Sweetie, isn't your outfit a bit too tight?
I know! Especially around the chest.
It's so tight I can barely breathe.
I guess the last person was smaller. Is there a bigger size I can change into?
-Are you crazy? -I'm sorry.
A new outfit? We don't have one right now.
I'll get a new one made. For now, hang in there.
It's so uncomfortable.
You bit me again?
Honey, pass the razor shells.
Of course.
-Tui? -Yes, Chef?
Don't add too much salt.
Ew. Disgusting.
Please pass that to Sous-chef, would you?
Go wash a pan.
Why's he so mean?
Hi, Tah.
I'm washing a pan.
Tui! Cover me.
Oh, sweetie.
You can't be on the phone while doing dishes.
That won't do. You must be trained.
Chef?
-We have to teach her little by little. -Fasai?
Why are you here?
Do you think kitchen work is easy?
You hate raw meat. You're rude. How can you cook anything?
Hey. We're not all gifted.
I'm not, so I have to learn.
If I were gifted, why would I be a slave in your kitchen?
Oh, okay.
It's my own fault.
I didn't get it earlier.
Get out.
What?
-Chef? -You're fired!
You don't fit in here.
I'll count to three. If you don't leave, I will drag you out myself.
One.
-Two. -Wait, Chef. Wait.
Well...
Trust me. Go get changed.
Go. Go.
What a waste of time.
Fasai, our relationship hasn't changed, has it?
Out of my way!
Who does he think he is? How dare he fire me?
Wait. Don't go yet. Can't we go out on a date?
This isn't happening.
No!
Great hiring choice.
I told you to focus on character; not appearance.
Chef, she did seem like a hard worker.
And she's easy on the eyes.
I didn't think there'd be a problem or--
No more interviews.
I'll do it myself.
Yes, Chef.
Darn it...
What was that?
OFFICE OF POLICE FORENSIC SCIENCE
The fingerprints found on the external hard drive
are a 99.99% match for Parin.
You bastard!
Jiw, are you really not coming back to work here?
It hasn't been easy to find a replacement,
and we've been so busy since you left.
I'm sorry, Chef.
You've apologized. Now think it over. Please?
You left, but you can still come back.
Okay?
I have another call.
I'll call you back. Don't turn your phone off.
Okay.
Yes, Sergeant Dan? What can I do for you?
I need to tell you something important. Can you meet me?
Of course.
What's this about?
Ms. Nammon's hit-and-run case.
Let's meet and I'll tell you the details.
But don't tell Captain Parin you're meeting me.
Not under any circumstance.
Yeah, sure.
Where are we meeting?
You evil prick!
Dan, where are you?
I'm out at the moment.
How can I help you?
I just couldn't find you at the station.
See you soon.
Why are you shocked?
How did you get here?
Sarge...
why do you say such things?
We're partners.
I saw your car at the red light.
Can't I come say hello?
Sure you can.
Hey...
What's this?
Looks like something good.
-Hey! -Oh!
I'm sorry I'm so late.
-Have you been waiting long? -How dare you ask that.
I almost finished this whole tub of ice cream.
And hey, this is pricey ice cream. Why don't you pay for it?
Forget the ice cream for a second.
Do you know what I've been through? My hands shook so much I couldn't drive.
I left my car and got a taxi to come see you.
Well, I warned you. Don't drink so much at your age.
It's not about that.
Listen. My son-in-law's colleague died.
He was still young. I can't believe it.
I met him when he worked on Nam's case.
Then he became my son-in-law's partner. Our whole family got close to him.
Your son-in-law's partner died?
Yeah!
In an accident!
Life's so short. Tomorrow may never come.
I should go to the temple and get more merit. Then again...
Oh, Dan!
Calm down, Ms. Oy.
How can you leave our child like this?
Parin?
Sun.
What happened?
Sergeant Dan had an accident.
His baby is nearly due.
So sad he won't know his dad.
But late yesterday morning...
Ms. Nammon's hit-and-run case.
Let's meet and I'll tell you the details.
But don't tell Captain Parin you're meeting me.
Not under any circumstance.
What about yesterday?
I was just thinking about Sgt. Dan yesterday.
He hasn't come to the bistro lately.
He'll never come again.
I have to...
help arrange the funeral.
Don't worry.
POL. SGT. MAJ. RAKDAN KHWAENTHAI 15 MARCH 1986 - 17 MAY 2018
Ms. Oy, just breathe.
What?
Sergeant Dan, too?
I'm scared.
And judging from the circumstances, it was probably Parin's work.
Why...
is he so cruel?
I don't know, either.
Before all this... when I liked him,
he was a kind person...
and really lovely.
Though, sometimes, when he smiled...
he looked kind of sad.
So...
should we tell Chef about the captain?
I think we have to.
Because I want Chef to find something out for me.
Chef?
You're here.
Listen.
I didn't come alone.
Is she really with you?
Yes.
She said she needs to talk to you about something, Chef.
Take a seat.
What is it?
Jiw, tell him.
You see...
We think Captain Parin
is involved in Ms. Nammon's hit-and-run case.
What are you talking about?
How can he be involved in that?
And in Sergeant Dan's case.
See, maybe Sergeant Dan didn't really have an accident,
but his death was staged to look like one.
And you're telling me...
Parin did that?
Sergeant Dan was investigating why Captain Parin
tried to hide the identity of the suspect in Ms. Nammon's case.
And then this happened.
Ms. Nammon's hit-and-run case.
Let's meet and I'll tell you the details.
But don't tell Captain Parin you're meeting me.
Not under any circumstance.
Could Parin really have done this?
Jiw?
The other thing, too.
Listen.
Captain Parin may be involved... in her death, too.
Hey, wait.
This is way too much.
How could Parin...
be involved with her?
That's what I need Chef to help me find out.
And how can Chef help us?
You see, my diary was inside Captain Parin's drawer...
at the police station.
And now it's missing.
I believe, that diary must have some sort of crucial clue.
Chef, you have to find a diary.
There are important clues in there.
What diary?
Chef?
Chef, is something wrong?
Of course.
I mean, I don't want to believe Parin did it.
Dan called me before he died.
He wanted to talk about Nam's case.
And he said...
"Don't let Parin know."
I have a lot to think about.
I'd better take you home.
No need.
I can go home myself.
It's not late yet.
Safe journey.
Yes.
How could Parin be involved in Nam's case?
It must be a misunderstanding.
Miss! Miss!
-Miss, stop! -Let me go!
Nam! What are you doing?
Sun!
Nam!
Are you all right, Nam?
I'm here now.
I've got you.
Nam, I'm here.
We're getting married.
Parin asked me to marry him.
Wow! Really?
Thank you, Parin, for loving my baby sister.
No, I should thank you...
for giving away your beautiful sister to me.
Please excuse me.
Sun... did you close early?
I went for a drink.
I haven't been feeling so good lately.
I have to stay at the station all night.
I want to check the CCTV again. I might find something.
Safe journey.
Parin?
Yes?
You do know...
that I love you like my own brother?
And Nam loves you very much.
Of course I know.
I love you, too.
I love Nam.
And I love Mom too.
We're a family, right?
But...
why are you suddenly talking like this?
No reason.
I have to go.
Sun! Why are you here so early?
Hey, did you just get back from working out?
Uh-huh, I couldn't sleep.
Isn't Parin home yet?
He might be staying longer to do more work.
And Mom? Is she home?
Oh, Sun! Look at you here.
Is something wrong?
You keep coming to me lately.
Oh, Mom! People can change their habits, you know?
It's not unusual.
Oh, Mom, I'm hungry.
I want some toast. Can you make some?
-Me? Make toast? -Yeah.
Mom!
Why not get Nam to help you? I don't want it to burn.
Fine!
-Nam? -Yes?
Is there bread in the pantry?
-There probably is. -Okay, then wait a moment.
Let's go make toast for your brother.
I will make the best toast I can, kids.
Careful, dear.
Yes, Mom.
HELLO? TESTING! HI, DIARY. MY NAME IS "KAOPOON."
I'm back!
Oh, Parin! Did you just get back?
-Yes, Mom. -I thought you'd still be at the station.
I was sweaty, so I came home to take a shower.
Hey, don't shower yet. Come help me open a jar of jam first.
Okay.
Thanks, dear.
Sun!
When did you get here?
Just now. I needed something from my room.
How are you today? You look tired. Sleep deprived?
Do you have to go back to work today?
Well, kind of. I came home to take a shower.
You do that. I gotta go.
Hey, Sun! Where are you going? What about my toast?
You eat it. I just remembered I gotta go to the market.
I'm meeting a prawn vendor.
I gotta go, Mom.
Hey! Sun!
-As always -What is it, Mom?
Oh! Did Sun just left?
He has to meet a prawn vendor.
The toast!
My toast! Burnt toast! It's all burnt! Damn it!
No need to help.
I can manage alone.
No way. I'm staying at your house, so I should help you.
You've helped me so much, Uncle.
I actually feel better now.
I don't need to trouble you anymore.
But there's something I have to do.
May I stay here just a bit longer?
You don't have to ask.
You can stay here as long as you like.
I feel home when I'm near you.
It's like I'm near my daughter.
Then think of me as your other daughter.
My parents died when I was very little.
I can't remember what it felt like to be with them.
But I think it must feel comforting, like when I'm with you, Uncle.
Thanks, dear.
It feels great to hear that.
Uncle?
I...
Can I ask you something?
It's about your daughter.
Well...
I saw her pictures.
She seemed so cheerful.
So why...
did she kill herself?
I had the same thought as you.
Why did she do that?
To this day, I still can't figure out why she did it.
Maybe she was tired.
I should've answered her call that day.
She called?
The day she passed away...
she called me so many times.
But I didn't answer. My battery was dead.
I checked the voice mails she left.
No one said anything.
There was a strange sound.
Then I opened my texts.
She wrote...
"I'm sorry I had to leave."
I feel so guilty for...
not answering her calls that day.
I kept the messages.
I kept everything.
I never deleted them.
Since then...
I've never turned off my phone.
Uncle?
-Could you come here? -Yes.
-I'll be right back. -Yes.
Are you closed?
Yes, Chef?
Here are some drinks...
-for the girl who sees ghosts and... -Thank you.
...he who doesn't believe in ghosts.
Thank you.
You've never been somewhere like this before.
It's a bit messy.
No, I like that it's different. But...
does this stuff really ward off ghosts?
Of course.
Chef!
But...
please don't tell my Mom I was here.
I know what I should say and what I shouldn't.
Especially in this situation, I know I shouldn't tattle.
Enough, Auntie.
Come on, let's look at the diary.
Chef, she says we should look at the diary.
Sis?
I brought this as well.
Hey!
That's my dad's phone.
Yes.
Your dad said that before you died, you left him voice mails.
So I nicked this just in case it could help in some way.
Wait. Can you two stop talking like that? I want to hear it too.
Oh, right! Damn!
If you talk like that, it'll take forever to understand.
-Ghost girl! -Huh?
Come on!
What? "Come on" what?
What? Possess me, of course.
Possess you?
I've never possessed anyone who looked like you.
What? I used to be beautiful, young lady.
Hurry up and possess me. It's not like you have much choice. Hurry up!
-Fine. I'll possess you. -Good.
We're finally talking for real, Chef!
Something must be in here.
Stop.
Try looking at the very last page.
"Two three six eight."
Is it a code or something?
No.
I'm not familiar with that.
I can't remember these numbers.
But if this is the last thing I wrote...
it might be a clue I'm trying to tell everyone.
If you don't know, listening to this might help you remember.
The voice mail you left for your dad. Here.
I sent this message?
On the 21st of May at 11:10 p.m.
And on the same night, at 11:55 p.m.,
you sent your last goodbye to your dad.
Sounds like dialing.
The sound of dialing?
Yeah. I saw it on TV.
When we press buttons on a phone,
each number sounds different.
Like this.
Was it the sound of dialing someone's number?
I'll try pressing those keys.
Five.
Pound.
One.
Pound.
Two, three, six, eight.
What is this number?
The numbers are confusing enough, but there are pound signs, too?
Maybe I didn't mean to press pound. Maybe I meant to press zero.
Then it would be five, zero, one, zero, two, three, six, eight.
Eight digits?
Not lottery numbers.
Or maybe it's a phone number but I forgot to add the prefix 08?
Then it'd be
zero, eight, five, zero, one, zero, two, three, six, eight.
Zero, eight, five,
zero, one, zero, two, three, six, eight.
Sorry. The number you have dialed could not be reached.
Doesn't exist.
What is this number?
I don't remember it.
I sent this message myself.
Why can't I remember?
Maybe my hand pressed the keys by mistake and I didn't mean to press anything.
Let's relax and think carefully.
What if the pound signs weren't pressed by mistake?
What if that was intended?
On some phones, if you press pound, you switch to letters.
Oh, yeah!
So this would be...
five.
Press pound. Then one.
So you get "C."
Press pound again to change to numbers again.
Two, three, six, eight.
Five, C, two, three, six, eight.
A car registration number?
Oh, yeah!
Excellent work, Jiw!
Awesome!
I'll go possess a cop so I can see whose car that registration number belongs to.
Go! Hurry!
Why was I shocked? No one can see me.
I'm sorry.
I really couldn't hold it back.
Why did these terrible things happen to Sergeant Dan?
Damn it! Are you two joined at the hip? Get away!
Here you go.
I'm sorry. I really can't bear it.
Oh. Hey!
Poor Sergeant Dan!
So sensitive!
Hey!
I can't do that.
If I go in now, he'll know.
I'll wait a bit.
Enough.
Let's go.
Sarge?
Sergeant Wan?
Yes?
Feeling better?
Yes.
What's this chick's password?
Not that.
Spirits, please help me. This time, I really mustn't fail.
Whisper the answer to me.
Born 4th September 1992.
VEHICLES
VEHICLE REGISTRATION NUMBER
OWNER: POL. LT. PARIN INTHANIN
Jiw? I found it.
"Five, C, two, three, six, eight" really is a car registration number.
And the car belongs to Parin.
Are you sure, sis?
Yeah. Before I died,
I probably tried to tell someone the number using my diary and phone.
Quick, tell Chef. I'll catch up with you.
Wan, are you really this interested in me?
Well...
Why did you look up my license plates?
No reason.
There's nothing suspicious here.
I gotta go--
Who are you really?
5C2368 BANGKOK
Finally. There you are...
Kaopoon.
Subtitle translation by Tanchira Arjinkit