"The Unseeable" "Woul you like me to carry it insie?" "It's all right." "Thanks." "Coul you please wait here a minute?" "Yes." "Hey watch where're you going!" "You knocke it all over the place!" "I'm so sorry." "What a waste..." "Well, forget it." "You're from the country, aren't you?" "Yes." "How can you tell?" "It's written all over that im-witte face of yours that you're from the sticks." "My name is Choy, I live here." "Are you looking for a room?" "Yes." "Let me get it." "Thanks." "I'll take you to see Miss Somjit, she's the caretaker." "If she lets you stay, you can keep me company." "Only a few people live here. lt's lonely as hell." "Anyway, where are you from?" "What's your name?" "My name is Nualjan, I came from Cholburi." "I've come to the capital to look for my husban who's isappeare." "I've been looking all over but haven't foun a single clue, an I on't have any friens... or relatives to turn to." "Stop it!" "Who aske you to jabber on about your life story?" "You certainly are a talker, but I on't have time for your melorama." "This place is not a criminals' en... for homeless trash or peasant girls to come an go at will," "especially... those who're about to rop their kis like you." "It' be scanalous if you ha it here." "Maame wouln't be so please." "Well..." "Miss Somjit..." "Please have sympathy for Nualjan." "Shut up, Choy!" "You can voice your opinion... after you've sorte out your own mess." "Count your blessings that the Maame is nice enough to take you in." "Otherwise you' still be out on the street." "Anyway... my heart isn't mae of stone." "Since it's getting ark, I'll let you stay for a while." "But once you fin a new place to stay, you must get out immeiately." "Choy." "Take her away" "Give her the room next to yours." "Yes, ma'm." "I won't forget your kinness." "Wait!" "I'm warning you... not to go messing aroun near the main house." "That's the private quarters of Maame Ranjuan, the owner of this property." "She oesn't like any servants nosing aroun there." "Remember that." "Who's that?" "Who's there?" "Who's there?" "Wait!" "Don't cry my love." "I'll go away just for a few ays." "When I finish my business I'll come back for you." "I on't want you to go away." "I'll miss you." "We have never been apart for a single ay." "What is this business of yours?" "Why can't I come with you?" "It's very important." "Please believe me." "Don't cry, it's not goo for the baby." "You must hurry back." "I'll be waiting here." "Yes." "Take goo care of yourself." "I have to go now." "Yes." "Yes, I'm coming." "I'm beating the oor own." "You must be sleeping." "Are you going to stay in the sack all ay?" "You know, they say you'll go crazy... if you keep yourself hole up in the room all ay." "Who's this?" "Your husban?" "He's lovely." "But he looks melancholy." "He looks like..." "Are you blushing?" "Nualjan, paron me if I'm being nosy." "But can I ask you something?" "Since when i you last saw your husban?" "Almost a year ago." "He left just when I was pregnant." "Don't stress over it." "I really feel sorry for you." "Look at me." "I was all alone, I use to waner the city without a be or breakfast." "I in't even have a home to go back to." "Lucky that the Maame took me in an gave me a place to sleep an something to eat." "I couln't ask for more." "Want some?" "Choy... who's the ol woman in the shack at the back of the garen?" "So you've seen her." "That crone is Granma Erb." "She's been living here forever." "A crazy ol hag." "During the ay she locks herself up in her shack." "She never talks to anyboy." "But at night she comes out an shuffles aroun the garen." "Pay her no attention." "She's nuts." "An another thing..." "Last night I also saw someone igging in the garen." "Who was that?" "So you saw him?" "I've seen him too." "It gives me the creeps just talking about it." "This house is full of spooky stuff, especially that crumbling shrine in the garen." "Every two weeks..." "Maame Ranjuan tells Miss Somjit to bring offerings to the spirit there." "Since I've live here... I've never seen the Maame in person." "But on many nights I see a pale scrawny han... reaching out from the shrine to take the offerings." "It's not just in this house." "Someone tol me that at the curve of the roa uner the raintree... sometimes you can see... a long-haire woman... playing on a swing by herself." "But the truth is... that woman hange herself... an she's swinging by her neck." "That's why people aroun here on't go out at night." "I nearly piss my sarong telling you all this." "Let me go!" "Help!" "Stop it!" "Let go of her!" "So you're the hero from Bangkok." "Looking for trouble uh?" "Help us, please." "Help us!" "You!" "You!" "Help me please, someone's hurt." "Someboy, help us please!" "A Bangkok gentleman like you... has no lea how cruel country people can be." "Are you hurt?" "No." "You hurt yourself protecting me." "Thank you very much." "It's all right." "I'm gla that you're safe." "You playe so beautifully last night, the customers enjoye it a lot." "Are you here on a trip?" "I'm fe up with Bangkok." "I'm thinking of looking for work here." "I still in't get your name." "My name is Chob." "Din't I tell you not to snoop aroun the main house?" "You i." "I'm on the way back to my room" "Wait!" "Who tol you to leave?" "I beg your paron." "I in't mean to intrue on anyone's privacy." "I saw all those flowers blooming an came to amire them." "You on't have to yell at me about such a small matter." "A smart girl like you still has a lot to learn." "All right, we still have time." "Come with me, I'll show you something." "Do you know that every single flower you see here... was plante by Maame Ranjuan herself?" "She plante them all with her own hans." "An they serve to honor the memory of the great love... she has for her late husban." "She plante all of them... one flower after another... ay in ay out." "She pampers them... looking after them with the greatest care." "She hols on to the belief that one ay... her husban will return." "She behaves as if nothing has happene... even though... she knows it in her heart... that he will never come back." "So that's why... she locks herself in her room an... I'm not asking for your opinion, or your psycho-analysis." "I'm telling you all this... because I on't want you to listen to the rumors sprea by others." "With love, though you're no longer here." "Do you believe in ghosts?" "Moern woman, uh?" "You on't have to believe me, but the truth is... several generations of people have live an ie in this compoun." "I've been here for a very long time." "I've been here since before you were born." "I've seen things you believe are just hearsay." "Let me tell you something about ghosts." "They o exist." "It's up to us whether to accept them or not." "They're here with us--they're everywhere." "They are aroun us... when we sleep, when we sit... or even... as we're talking right now." "If you believe me, on't go wanering aroun at night." "Do as I say." "Come to think about it, I beging to feel sorry for the Maame." "What she's been through... isn't so ifferent from what I have." "Listen, Choy." "This afternoon Miss Somjit tol me some creepy stories." "She really spooke me out." "She got you all worke up with her ghost stories, in't she?" "She' say the same thing to just about anyone." "She' go like:" "They o exist, you must accept that as a fact." "They're here with us all the time." "Maybe... they're right behing us... in front of us... or on our left... or our right." "They're with us when we sleep, when we're awake." "They're here as we're talking right now." "They might even want to gossip with us." "Choy!" "You scare me!" "Don't o that to a pregnant woman!" "You're such a chicken, Nual." "You in't piss yourself i you?" "Hey, who are you?" "Want to play with me?" "Do you live here?" "Come play with me." "Wait for me." "Can you fin me?" "Come fin me." "Come fin me." "Don't run." "Wait!" "Come fin me." "I tol you not to show your face aroun here!" "You want to test me?" "is that what you want?" "Let me go!" "Get out!" "Let me go!" "Get out!" "Nualjan, let's go fin something to eat." "Hey where're you going?" "What happene?" "Tell me what happene!" "I'm going home." "I can't stan this place any longer." "Calm own." "Don't be too rash." "Calm own." "You can tell me what happene." "Let me go!" "Please!" "Please!" "Stay here an keep me company." "Nualjan, please." "Let me get that." "I'm looking for my husban, not for company." "I on't want any company." "What's the matter?" "Nualjan, sit own first." "is it your labor?" "Breathe, Nualjan." "Breathe!" "Push!" "Push!" "A little more." "Breathe!" "Just a little more." "Breath Nualjan, breathe." "Goo, this is goo." "Whose beautiful baby is this?" "I in't know you're such a goo miwife." "I'm not bragging, but I've ha so much experience... elivering puppies." "You're my first human case." "Choy..." "Thank you so much." "Without you I couln't have mae it." "Sorry I spoke harshly to you earlier." "I haven't..." "Forget it." "But now that you have a baby... you aren't thinking about moving out, are you?" "Take a rest." "I'll take care of the baby's umbilical cor." "Where are you umping it?" "You can't just ump it." "Ol people say that... you have to put a baby's umbilical cor in an urn an bury it." "If you throw it away... the gut-sucking vampire will come an eat the blooy mess." "Take a rest." "I'll take care of the baby's umbilical cor." "What?" "You saw that man with your own eyes?" "Yes, last night." "I saw him isappear into the Maame's house." "This is why Miss Somjit forbis anyone to go near the main house." "Remember the Maame's secret I tol you about?" "Yes, you tol me that the Maame still grieves for her husban, an she wants noboy to isturb her." "There are more juicy etails." "You're curious, aren't you?" "If you want to know the whole story, follow me." "I'll tell you everything." "Maame Ranjuan in her youth was sai to be a gorgeous lay." "So gorgeous that she resemble... an angel who' come own to grace the earth." "Her husban was also very hansome an elegant, so they were a pefect match." "Maame love him more than anything in her life." "But when he ie, she became a ifferent person." "She locke herself in the room an refuse to go out." "Rumor ha it that... actually... she kept a young man as her secret lover, hling him in her bouoir." "People gossippe that... that man gratifie her with such ecstatic pleasure every night." "So pleasurable was their erotic escapae... that sometimes you coul hear the Maame's elirious moaning... like a whisper in the night win." "Yes, Maame, I'm coming." "Yes, ma'm." "Heaven forbi!" "Nualjan..." "look at this." "See, it's on this one." "This one too." "What is it Choy?" "Ol people say the vampire wipes her blooy mouth... on baby's iapers after she's gobble up their intestines." "I knew it--Grama Erb is the gut-sucking vampire." "Nonsense, she's just as human as we are." "I'm not kiing." "Look, at night she never sleeps, but comes out to scavenge aroun the garen" "She must be looking for something to eat." "You on't have to believe me... but the vampire has an appetite for a newborn baby like yours." "Consier that you've been warne." "Nualjan, I'm one." "Han me...." "Maame wants to see you an your baby at the main house." "Now?" "Yes, now." "Miss Somjit, well..." "Shut up!" "Does it look like I'm talking to you?" "Min your own business." "Look, if you still want to stay here, bring your baby an follow me." "Right now." "They're here, ma'm." "Tell her to wait outsie." "Somjit, bring the baby to me." "Yes ma'm." "Give me the chil." "Give it to me!" "So your name is Nualjan?" "Yes, ma'm." "I... I just came from Cholburi." "I 'm here to..." "There's no nee to tell me." "I've hear enough of your story." "Do you know that... for a woman... what's more painful... than losing the man you love?" "It's losing your faith in love." "I envy you... that you can still have a baby." "He's so lovely." "I' like you to bring him to me every ay, can you o that?" "Yes." "Somjit, make sure you take care of the mother an her chil." "You can go now." "Yes ma'm." "That girl..." "She may be a hick, but she's luckier than I am." "She has a lovely chil." "Too ba the father has abanone them." "How long can we keep our secret trysts going?" "One ay... you'll leave me to face my lonelineess... as I always o." "I... I want to have a chil..." "Nualjan, lt's me!" "Choy, what's up with you now?" "Nualjan, let me stay with you tonight." "I'm too scare to sleep alone." "What tricks are you up to now?" "You know you can't spook me with your ghost stories." "No, I'm not." "Granma Erb's shack is right next to my room." "A moment ago... I hear a weir noise coming out from there just now." "Where?" "I can't believe a wil girl like you is afrai of ghosts." "I'm a bona fie chicken when it comes to unseeable things." "I'm scare shitless of ghosts!" "I'll prove to you that Granma Erb is a human, not a vampire or any bloo-sucking ghoul." "Wait, where are you going?" "I'll be right back." "Don't leave me here." "I on't want to stay here." "Granma Erb." "Granma Erb." "Girl." "Come play with me." "Wait." "Little girl!" "Don't run away." "Wait." "Girl, wait." "Hey." "Fin me." "Come fin me." "Come fin me." "Come fin me." "What're you oing?" "Choy!" "You scare me!" "You were away for so long, so I came to look for you." "What are you oing here?" "I was following a little girl." "What girl are you talking about?" "There's not any girl living here." "But I really saw her." "A little girl in ol-fashione clothes wearing anklets." "I've seen her running aroun here before." "Haven't you?" "No... an I on't want to." "This is giving me goosebumps." "Let's get out of here, Nualjan." "Give me a minute." "No, let's go." "Can you please calm own!" "Close it." "Why i you o that?" "Let's get going." "Can you fin me?" "..." "Come an fin me." "Come." "Come on." "I on't think we shoul go in there." "I nee to take a ump." "Quiet." "Here." "Look." "See." "Granma Erb is sleeping." "There's nothing to be frightene of." "Let's go." "Maame." "Maame." "We're here." "Come upstairs." "Come insie." "Put the baby on the be, an you can leave." "Ma'm, my chil is very little, I shouln't leave him unattene." "Please allow me to stay an watch over him." "Don't you trust me?" "Why?" "You think I woul take something that wasn't mine?" "I on't are, ma'm." "I mean..." "Or o you think I'm possesse by the evil, or I've got some isgusting isease?" "I wouln't think that, ma'm." "Then tell me, what o you think of me now that you've seen me?" "Do you think I'm beautiful?" "Yes." "Who o think is more beautiful, you or me?" "I woul never are put myself at your level, ma'm." "A country girl like you... certainly knows your place." "An o you know... why I ask you to bring your baby to see me every ay?" "No, I on't." "I've always wante to have my own chil." "You an your baby... remin me of my ol ays." "I curse my luck... that back then... I was too weak to bear a chil." "An now, I won't have another chance to." "Leave the chil here!" "An you can go." "I'll take care of him." "Somjit will bring him back in the afternoon." "Choy." "Choy." "Choy." "The heaman buys a new scarf for his in-law..." "She puts it aroun her neck, an she oesn't ask for more." "The heaman buys a new scarf for his in-law..." "She stashes it away, she neither cares nor aores..." "A little girl by the pon, watching the water flow..." "Fish swim past, as if putting on a show." "The girl hies in a closet, but the evil oesn't let her go." "The eaf-mute comes looking, but she's alreay gone missing." "Who's there?" "Who's in there?" "Are you eaf?" "I've been knocking for ages." "You think you can sleep like a queen in this house?" "Take him." "I'm so sorry." "I in't know when I oze off." "Maame wants you to bring your baby to see her first thing tomorrow morning." "Don't forget it." "An from now on... on't go poking aroun the antique room again." "This is your last warning." "Chob..." "Where are you?" "Chob!" "Where have you been?" "I've been looking for you everywhere, but I couln't fin a single clue." "I was so miserable." "Tell me you've been looking for me too." "You know I'm here, so you've come to get me... haven't you?" "Nual... I I'm sorry." "It's all right." "From now on the three of us will never be apart again." "You, me, an our chil" "Di you know that I've given birth to a chil--our chil?" "Nualjan, listen to me carefully." "I'm sorry." "I in't tell you the whole story before." "It's all my fault... but I in't go back to you because... because I live with another woman." "Here." "Another woman?" "Here?" "I on't unerstan..." "Here?" "Here?" "A woman?" "You're Maame's lover, aren't you?" "Answer me!" "You've known all along that I was here, waiting for you." "But all the time you've been builing a love nest with your lover up there!" "How coul you o this to me?" "How coul you eceive me?" "Nualjan, I... I'm afrai you won't be able to hanle the truth." "What about me?" "What about our baby?" "Are you heartless enough to abanon us like this?" "You have to cut me loose." "You have to come to terms with what happene an leave this place." "Don't ever come back." "No!" "No!" "This is not true!" "This is not true!" "Believe me, Nualjan!" "Leave this place at once." "Leave this house... an everything will be fine." "Believe me, Nualjan!" "Believe me." "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "Chob..." "My baby..." "My baby..." "Granma Erb," "what're you oing?" "Give me back my baby!" "Where i you take my chil?" "Granma Erb!" "Granma Erb!" "Give me back my baby!" "Stop!" "My baby..." "Give me back my chil, you crazy woman!" "Give him back!" "A peasant girl like you... has a har time unerstaning things." "What?" "What in't I unerstan?" "I may be a country girl, but at least I have some ignity." "But a high-society slut like you is so shameless as to are steal someone else's husban!" "Shut your mouth, you piece of trash!" "If I coul bring myself own to your level, I' slap you aroun for a sport right here an now." "I never stole your husban, or anyboy's!" "Do you think I'm stupi?" "I know that you've been having an affair wth Chob." "You lock him up an force him to be your sex slave." "He tol me everything." "An aristocratic bitch like you... is worse than a slum tramp." "Give me back my husban an my chil." "You on't seem to unerstan Thai." "I just tol you... that I in't steal your man." "It's you who ha an affair with my husban!" "No!" "No!" "You're liar!" "Chob was marrie to me... before he met you." "He came over to confess to me, after he' slept with you." "An now... he's come back to me." "He will never leave me... for a irty piece of trash like you again." "Do you hear me!" "Do you hear me!" "That's not true..." "My name is Chob..." "An important business... I have another woman here." "Here." "I'm going to tell you one last time... an please engrave it on your rotten brain... that Chob is my husban." "You're only his mistress." "Get that into your skull!" "I hope you can swallow the truth now." "Here, take your chil back." "Get your stupi face out of my house, before my patience gives out." "An on't ever come back." "Do you hear me?" "Get out!" "Nual!" "Nualjan, it's me." "Chob!" "Let's run away together." "Hurry, Maame won't see us leave." "Nual. I'm sorry." "I can't go with you." "I have work to o." "Why not?" "Let's go home." "We three can be together now." "Please, Chob." "Let's go home together." "The master is back." "You're here to ask me for a ivorce?" "is it that simple?" "Just because I can't have a chil with you?" "Because I'm sick of it." "Because you only think about yourself." "I promise." "I'll behave myself... I love you." "It's over between us." "You have another woman, is that it?" "Yes." "I have another woman in Cholburi, an she's pregnant with my chil." "Stop!" "You can't leave me!" "Damn it!" "I on't want to talk about it any more!" "Chob... you cannot leave me." "I'll never let anyboy walk out on me." "She burie me here." "Leave this place at once." "Go!" "An on't return." "Want some, Nualjan?" "I'll take care of the umbilical cor." "Look, it's on this one too." "What is it Choy?" "The vampire wipes her blooy mouth on baby's iapers." "Hungry..." "I'm so hungry." "Being a ghost without a shrine is a tough life." "Do you want to play with me?" "Come play with me." "Mommy." "I'm scare." "It's so ark in here." "How many times i l tell you... not to snoop aroun in this room?" "You in't see anything, i you?" "No I in't." "I in't see anything." "I in't." "Somjit!" "No!" "After the accient," "Maame hi my boy in the antique room." "Then she locke it up... an threw the key away." "So... this is why I always wear high-necke resses." "What I hate the most are these irty rats... that keep gnawing at my boy." "You're all ea!" "Why i you come back to haunt me an my chil?" "I on't owe you anything." "Go away, please, I'm frightene." "Several generations... have live an ie in this compoun." "I tol you." "They o exist." "They're here with us everywhere... at all time." "It's up to you... whether to accept them or not." "Rickshaw!" "Rickshaw!" "Stop, Rickshaw I have a baby with me." "Please stop." "Rickshaw!" "Please." "Rickshaw!" "I'm sure this is his aress." "Please take a look at the photo of my husban." "Chob ... is my husban." "An you... you're only his mistress." "Get out!" "It's not true!" "It's not true!" "No." "No!" "No!" "This is not true!" "Miss, I'm leaving now." "You're new here so you haven't hear the story." "The ghost of the pregnant woman who hange herself... from the raintree at the curve." "She always appears an calls out for a rickshaw... to take her to that eserte house." "She's gotten to all of us." "Rickshaw, stop." "Granma, i you see the pregnant woman who just came in?" "Granma." "Give me back my baby!" "Give me back my baby!" "Give me back my baby!" "Fin me." "Come fin me." "Give me back my baby!" "Where are you hling?" "I cannot fin you." "Miss Ranjuan, your father wants to see you." "Give me back my baby!" "So..." "Sir." "Di you fin her?" "Not a trace of her." "We'll have to give up." "Poor Erb is so unlucky." "But that house isn't eserte--there are people living insie." "I saw it with my own eyes." "Besies the witchy ol granmother, there's also a woman." "A beautiful one." "but she only locks herself insie her beroom." "Looks like she's not right in the hea." "Every single flower here... was plante by Maame Ranjuan herself." "She plante them, one flower after another." "She pampere them... looking after them with the greatest care." "She hel on to the belief that... one ay... her husban woul return." "Do you know that for a woman... what's more painful than losing the man you love?" "It's losing faith in love." "Chob (1904-1931)" "Do you think she'll come back again?" "She'll keep coming back, as long as she refuses to accept the truth." "I long for happiness, but there's a fear my heart cannot fight." "As long as the love rages in me, my eyes will never see the light." "Oh I reamt of the love that woul make my heart tremble," "The love that woul make the stars twinkle, the love so true an gentle." "But the love that was once so sweet, that once mae me feel the heat," "Such love at last mae me so bitter, it tore my soul into pieces." "When we were torn asuner, I knew I' been born to suffer." "Bliss was so brief!" "What remain are heartbreak an grief." "I moan an I sob, I still love you even when I sleep." "Sorrow poisons my heart, for me the misery has just starte." "When the fire of passion faes, just to breathe suenly seems so har." "Pain is eating me insie, I feel so alone every ay an night." "I long for happiness, but there's a fear my heart cannot fight." "As long as the love rages in me, my eyes will never see the light." "When the fire of passion faes, just to breathe suenly seems so har." "Pain is eating me insie, I feel so alone every ay an night." "I long for happiness, but there's a fear my heart cannot fight." "As long as the love rages in me, my eyes will never see the light."