Project: High Council (2023) s01e07 Episode Script
Power Trip
Fakhri? Dear?
Fakhri? Dear..
I love you, son.
I love you..
I love you, Fakhri.
I love you so much, Fakhri.
I love you.
Sir! What's your comment
about the rape case..
-Sorry,
please wait for the official
statement by the school. Excuse me.
Enough. This is a school.
I see you've been reading
that a lot lately.
Well, can you blame me?
You've seen
the frenzy outside.
If this book is
as prophetic as they say,
I'm trying to see if it can
prepare me for whatever comes next.
I mean, what's with
this William Golding guy anyway?
What kind of life
he lived to be so bitter?
He was a teacher like us.
Really?
How someone like this
had any hope to nurture children?
Well, to be fair,
he didn't exempted
himself when he wrote the book.
From what?
-You must understand that
before he was a teacher,
he served in World War II.
He not only witnessed
the brutality of men,
he also participated in it.
Instead of being spooked
about what others capable of,
he was terrified of
what himself capable of.
You once said that
this book liberated you.
You've never elaborated how.
It was at
a very important time of my life.
1969. I was 15.
A few months before that,
my father was killed.
In the 13th May riots.
Oh no, I'm sorry.
I spent the following months
looking for this man
who killed my father.
Ready to avenge him.
This search took me to a library
where this man was working.
I had a knife.
I went looking for him.
Row by row.
Aisle by aisle. Shelf by shelf.
Hoping to find this man.
But what I found was a book.
'Lord of the Flies.'
So I started reading it,
hoping to get a glimpse of the man.
But he never showed up.
And I had finished
reading the book.
So I stood up,
put the book back where I found it.
And you know what?
Because of this book, I never went
back looking for the man.
Shouldn't the book
made you angrier instead?
Knowing that
people like that exist?
Mrs. Faniza,
I didn't read 'Lord of
the Flies' imagining my enemies
committing the evils
the characters have done.
I imagined myself.
Me.
I am capable of evil too.
Once I've recognized
my own potential of being evil.
Being aware of it, of myself,
was the best way to stop myself.
The Alumni sent me
to ask for your explanation.
Why are the police involved?
What do you mean?
This is rape.
Who else should I report to
other than the police?
Mr. Yusof. If you, yourself
couldn't understand
how important the KUDRAT's image
for the Alumni.
I regretted suggesting you
for this position.
Don't take this wrongly.
The excellence of KUDRAT
isn't because of
your efficient administration.
None at all.
It has nothing to do with what
happened in class during the day.
It's because of what happened
at night, at the dorm.
Of course,
rape case like this
is one of the extreme cases.
But you should've refer
to the Alumni on how to solve it.
Not by involving outsiders.
If you don't agree,
I'm sure the Alumni can find
a replacement for this position.
You, orange shirt!
Sweep the floor. I don't want
to see a fleck of dust.
You! Before I come back,
make sure all my clothes
are clean and folded.
Do you understand?
What's with the rolling eyes?
-Hey, Form Two!
Can you do mine too?
-Of course.
Nod your head.
How did your voice become big?
How did you do it?
Teach me.
Can you?
-"Can you?"
Try it.
-"Hey, Form Two."
Amir,
you had a girlfriend
before, right?
Why?
It's just that
Mia's picking me up
from my house
to hang out.
Are you serious with
that dining hall girl?
Why did you ask?
Open your eyes.
Her attitude. Her clothes.
She even poisoned our food.
I don't want you
to regret this later.
I'll go first.
Fakhri, why is there
many reporters out there?
Fakhri!
How are you?
I'm good. How about you?
Good.
I came to give you this.
I made
sour and spicy stew for Naim.
I remembered it is your
and Fakhri's favourite dish too.
So I packed it up.
Fakhri told me
you've moved back here.
Idah..
-I want to apologise to you.
If possible, I don't want
to remember the past.
I'm so grateful
I've found Fakhri again
and I hope
I could keep seeing him.
Fakhri, make sure to devour this.
I put in extra gravy
just the way you like it.
Okay? Make sure you eat it.
I'll go now.
-Thank you.
Fakhri?
Fakhri..
Are you serious, Mia?
What?
I'm here because
there's no hope for me.
Why didn't you go
when you got the interview?
If I go,
who's going to accompany you?
You and your excuse!
Mia.
Let's go.
Now?
-Yes.
Right now?
-Yes.
Okay. Wait.
I'll go first. Bye.
-Hey. Mia!
Mia..
Mia?
Peace be upon you.
Come in.
How is it? Isn't it nice?
Much larger than
the house at Kuantan.
Your school is only
20 minutes away from here.
Is it okay?
Where is my room?
Upstairs.
Fakhri..
I did all these,
moved back here for you.
For me or for you?
Naim?
Naim?
Naim?
When are you going to tell me
what happened to your face?
This is normal. I'm a guy.
That answer is what allowing
men's sins in this life.
Why did you change our plan?
Isn't I supposed to pick you up
at your house tomorrow?
I'm about to go home
but I saw
my mom being friendly
with Fakhri
and his dad too.
I know this sounds stupid but..
It's not. I get it.
I get it.
I was like that too.
I did all kind of things
to make my father proud of me.
I scored my PMR, my SPM.
I want him to care more for me
but whatever I did, he still
care more about my brother.
So you're a clever kid?
That's why you got
a letter from JPA?
That's why you have to attend
a scholarship interview, right?
Come on, Mia.
You think I'm that stupid?
What time you should go home?
Or else, your mom will be pissed.
I don't want to! Whatever happens,
happens. I don't care.
But I don't want to go home.
Are you serious?
-Yes.
Are you rebelling?
If you want to rebel,
you have to wear this.
What are you looking at?
You're cool.
So we're staying out tonight?
Yes.
Overnight!
Overnight!
Naim, what are you doing?
-Arranging the flower.
Fakhri, what are you doing?
-This.
That doesn't look good.
Let me do it.
What are you doing, Naim?
I'm re-arranging Fakhri's.
Just like his face, it's shabby.
Naim's good. It looks..
-Fakhri.
Let's eat.
I'm serious.
-Yes, I know.
I seriously don't understand
men and their lust.
Men? Am I not a man?
You..
I'm not sure.
You're different.
Mia, I'm not like this before.
I'm a bit feminine
like my dad.
My real father.
I'm okay being taunted
for being feminine,
sissy, girly. I'm okay.
Because when I look at him,
he treated us well.
He loves us.
So it's not wrong
to be feminine, right?
When I grew up,
I realized that
my father has failed.
Failed to be a man.
He couldn't provide.
He couldn't support our family.
I slowly tried
to get rid of everything
of my father in myself.
Because I don't want
to be like him.
I don't want to be a failed man.
I don't want to be like him.
But if there's a woman
who love that kind of man,
isn't that enough?
Love?
My mom used to love
my father too
but when he failed,
failed to provide
for his family,
where is that love?
But, you must want
to study overseas, right?
London.
London School of Economics.
Just like my stepfather.
You know what,
this program I have
to be interviewed for,
if I got in,
it's at UCL.
Mechanical Engineering.
At London too?
How about we promise?
Promise what?
I promise I'll attend
the interview
and I make sure
I get the scholarship,
then I'll go.
And you study hard,
get a good SPM result,
then you'll go to LSA.
Promise me that
you'll be there for me.
But I'll be late for two years.
You have to wait
for quite some time.
For you, I'm willing to wait.
Deal?
Deal.
The stew is so good.
I remembered the old days.
Enough, Dad.
What? Just a dish,
and now everything's okay?
She talked to you,
and now everything's okay?
You moved back here,
and now everything's okay?
Did you forgot what I called you?
Did you forgot
what Mama has done to us?
Then, why did you moved back here?
I want to be close to you.
-Why?
Easier to take care of you.
-Why?
Because I don't want
your mother to take you away!
You forgot when you ran away,
you came to me,
asked me to run away!
I followed you! Although
I was just about to start working.
I didn't care.
I didn't go. I followed you!
Six years, Fakhri.
We moved all the time.
Our life was never peaceful.
Just because I don't want
your mother to take you away.
Is it my fault?
After what I've done for you,
I didn't want it
to be for nothing.
So you admitted that
by taking care of me
your life is ruined?
I didn't mean it like that.
Because I feel the same way.
Fakhri..
Fakhri!
Naim,
you're so strong.
So brave.
I depend on you so much
that sometimes I forgot
that you're still young.
Forgive me, son.
I love you so much.
Too much.
Dad.
Dad!
Dad.
Dad.
Dad.
Dad.
-Fakhri. Honey.
Dad, papa..
Fakhri..
I love you, son.
Dear?
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
So much.
I love you so much.
Mia,
are you okay driving alone?
I'm fine. I'm used to it.
Are you sure?
Yes, sure.
Okay.
-Okay.
Go in!
If I don't want to?
Go in right now.
Drive safely.
Go in.
Where did you go
that only dawn you come home?
I wait for you
until night at school.
Naim! I'm talking to you!
What is this?
Huh? Who did this?
Naim! Tell me who did this!
The guy got hurt more.
-Naim!
Isn't this what you want?
A true man, not a sissy
who can protect you.
Naim!
You hate Dad
for being feminine, right?
If you could leave him
for being like that,
it's possible you'll do the same
to me if I become like him.
Naim,
I know I've wronged
you and Fakhri
but I've never wanted
my sons to be like this.
Never.
It's too late.
Because both of your sons
are like this.
Just enjoy.
These are your last days here.
Only in here, people respect you,
look up to you and afraid of you.
Out there, no one
would noticed you.
Boys like you don't have a future.
Wait here.
Idah.
-How did you raise our son?
The whole world
could see our son fought!
Against five people at that?
What if he died?
Not just that one time, right?
Right?
I want my custody back.
The court order!
You'll hear from my lawyer.
Just wait.
Fakhri! Get in the car!
Get in, Fakhri.
-To go where?
We have to run now!
What are you waiting for?
Didn't you hear what your mom said?
No, Dad. I'm tired of running.
This time we fight.
Hey! You did this, right?
You told your mom, right?
Are you satisfied now?
Are you?
Just wait, Naim!
Just wait what I'll do to you!
Just wait!
Kahar! My bro!
How are you?
Are you okay?
My father told me about Ariz.
Tell Naim I want to meet him.
Take this!
Hey! What are you doing?
-I'm sorry.
What did you do?
-I'm sorry.
Sit down.
Fakhri! Stop it!
What is this?
This asshole peed on our clothes.
What do you want?
What happened with you and Ariz?
-That rapist?
Did you know what
he did all along?
I swear I didn't know
but the way you
handle this wasn't right too.
Why did you told the teacher?
That reporters came to school?
-I didn't do it.
His victim did it.
He even left the school.
So now, you didn't trust me?
I'm sorry but until
I was sure about it,
I need to take back
the Crazy Honey.
It's gone.
What?
I've burned it.
-What's your problem, Naim?
I've burned everything.
It's settled now, right?
So rude.
It's not just him.
All Form Fours are crossing
the line since you left.
It's okay. I'm back now.
Let me teach them.
Tell them to gather tonight.
We already told them.
They're really out of line.
Wow!
No one!
What do you think you're doing?
I just came to tell you
we did get your message
but I told them not to come.
I'm surprised they listened to me.
Welcome back, Kapla.
Do you understand
what you're doing now?
Whatever happens next,
it's on you.
What did Kahar said?
What else can he said?
I don't know.
Don't you feel we're a bit
over the line?
-What line?
You see,
we mess with the juniors,
with Kapla. I'm afraid
things might go..
Go what?
I'm not sure. I don't know.
You don't have to be afraid.
I know what to do.
Naim!
Why didn't you come
when I called for you?
I don't want
to be involved anymore.
Who do you think you are?
I'm tired.
I'm tired of you
ruining this school.
You asked to be ostracise.
Not me.
Come and get your ticket
for movie tonight!
We have the most manly movie
in Malaysia, "Anak Halal",
from the most manly
director in Malaysia!
Hurry! We have Maya Karin!
We have Raja Farah!
Oh God! It's so good! Hurry!
-(Naim: Make sure you come!)
(Mia: We'll see.)
-Naim. How many?
Give me two tickets.
Come! Hurry up! Get your ticket!
Just two ringgit!
Hurry up!
It sells well, huh?
We put hot actresses on.
Of course it sells.
Who'll take care
of the projector? You?
Him.
Why?
-I got something.
Hey! Line up properly!
Hey.
Just start?
Not really. Why are you late?
I need to wash your plates!
Where are you going?
-Study.
Is he okay?
-I think so.
Hey! What happened?
Play the movie back!
What are you doing, Naim?
-Arranging the flowers.
Wow!
-Is that Naim?
Wow Naim!
Where are you going?
-Naim's ashamed!
Fakhri!
Naim!
So what if you're feminine? Naim!
Hey! Stop!
What's up with you
and your brother?
What else you didn't tell me?
You say nothing about
this bruises. Tell me!
Naim! Look at me!
Look at me, Naim!
Do you trust me?
You trust me, right? Naim!
Naim!
Damn it.
Fakhri!
Hey!
What's your problem?
Fakhri!
-What's up with you?
What's up with you?
What's your problem now? You joined
the election to stop those douches.
What is this now?
You want to replace them, is it?
Must be fun, right?
Bullied, humiliated others.
What's wrong if Naim is feminine?
Isn't I'm feminine too?
Your dad's feminine too, right?
Your dad's a sissy, right?
-Be careful, Yam!
What? You want to punch my face?
Punch me!
Or you want
to punch the wall again?
You think I don't know
why you punched the wall?
Because you prefer
to hurt your fist, right?
But only those who are brave
could stand the hurt in here.
But you cannot stand it, right?
You're not brave enough, right?
Don't make me, Yam.
-Make you what?
You're girly!
You're not like Naim!
You're not a true man!
You're stupid!
You're slow! You're a coward!
Do you know candy-ass? That's you!
Coward!
-Ayam!
Fakhri.
Fakhri!
Fakhri! Where are you going?
Fakhri!
Fakhri! Do you hear me?
Fakhri!
I just want to say that your way
is dangerous, Fakhri.
I'm afraid the history
will repeat itself.
Fakhri!
If you lose,
I want you to leave this school.
Kahar is only powerful
when you give him the power
or you all are afraid?
You mean, between batch?
-If it's necessary.
It's either you're brave or not.
Fakhri? Dear..
I love you, son.
I love you..
I love you, Fakhri.
I love you so much, Fakhri.
I love you.
Sir! What's your comment
about the rape case..
-Sorry,
please wait for the official
statement by the school. Excuse me.
Enough. This is a school.
I see you've been reading
that a lot lately.
Well, can you blame me?
You've seen
the frenzy outside.
If this book is
as prophetic as they say,
I'm trying to see if it can
prepare me for whatever comes next.
I mean, what's with
this William Golding guy anyway?
What kind of life
he lived to be so bitter?
He was a teacher like us.
Really?
How someone like this
had any hope to nurture children?
Well, to be fair,
he didn't exempted
himself when he wrote the book.
From what?
-You must understand that
before he was a teacher,
he served in World War II.
He not only witnessed
the brutality of men,
he also participated in it.
Instead of being spooked
about what others capable of,
he was terrified of
what himself capable of.
You once said that
this book liberated you.
You've never elaborated how.
It was at
a very important time of my life.
1969. I was 15.
A few months before that,
my father was killed.
In the 13th May riots.
Oh no, I'm sorry.
I spent the following months
looking for this man
who killed my father.
Ready to avenge him.
This search took me to a library
where this man was working.
I had a knife.
I went looking for him.
Row by row.
Aisle by aisle. Shelf by shelf.
Hoping to find this man.
But what I found was a book.
'Lord of the Flies.'
So I started reading it,
hoping to get a glimpse of the man.
But he never showed up.
And I had finished
reading the book.
So I stood up,
put the book back where I found it.
And you know what?
Because of this book, I never went
back looking for the man.
Shouldn't the book
made you angrier instead?
Knowing that
people like that exist?
Mrs. Faniza,
I didn't read 'Lord of
the Flies' imagining my enemies
committing the evils
the characters have done.
I imagined myself.
Me.
I am capable of evil too.
Once I've recognized
my own potential of being evil.
Being aware of it, of myself,
was the best way to stop myself.
The Alumni sent me
to ask for your explanation.
Why are the police involved?
What do you mean?
This is rape.
Who else should I report to
other than the police?
Mr. Yusof. If you, yourself
couldn't understand
how important the KUDRAT's image
for the Alumni.
I regretted suggesting you
for this position.
Don't take this wrongly.
The excellence of KUDRAT
isn't because of
your efficient administration.
None at all.
It has nothing to do with what
happened in class during the day.
It's because of what happened
at night, at the dorm.
Of course,
rape case like this
is one of the extreme cases.
But you should've refer
to the Alumni on how to solve it.
Not by involving outsiders.
If you don't agree,
I'm sure the Alumni can find
a replacement for this position.
You, orange shirt!
Sweep the floor. I don't want
to see a fleck of dust.
You! Before I come back,
make sure all my clothes
are clean and folded.
Do you understand?
What's with the rolling eyes?
-Hey, Form Two!
Can you do mine too?
-Of course.
Nod your head.
How did your voice become big?
How did you do it?
Teach me.
Can you?
-"Can you?"
Try it.
-"Hey, Form Two."
Amir,
you had a girlfriend
before, right?
Why?
It's just that
Mia's picking me up
from my house
to hang out.
Are you serious with
that dining hall girl?
Why did you ask?
Open your eyes.
Her attitude. Her clothes.
She even poisoned our food.
I don't want you
to regret this later.
I'll go first.
Fakhri, why is there
many reporters out there?
Fakhri!
How are you?
I'm good. How about you?
Good.
I came to give you this.
I made
sour and spicy stew for Naim.
I remembered it is your
and Fakhri's favourite dish too.
So I packed it up.
Fakhri told me
you've moved back here.
Idah..
-I want to apologise to you.
If possible, I don't want
to remember the past.
I'm so grateful
I've found Fakhri again
and I hope
I could keep seeing him.
Fakhri, make sure to devour this.
I put in extra gravy
just the way you like it.
Okay? Make sure you eat it.
I'll go now.
-Thank you.
Fakhri?
Fakhri..
Are you serious, Mia?
What?
I'm here because
there's no hope for me.
Why didn't you go
when you got the interview?
If I go,
who's going to accompany you?
You and your excuse!
Mia.
Let's go.
Now?
-Yes.
Right now?
-Yes.
Okay. Wait.
I'll go first. Bye.
-Hey. Mia!
Mia..
Mia?
Peace be upon you.
Come in.
How is it? Isn't it nice?
Much larger than
the house at Kuantan.
Your school is only
20 minutes away from here.
Is it okay?
Where is my room?
Upstairs.
Fakhri..
I did all these,
moved back here for you.
For me or for you?
Naim?
Naim?
Naim?
When are you going to tell me
what happened to your face?
This is normal. I'm a guy.
That answer is what allowing
men's sins in this life.
Why did you change our plan?
Isn't I supposed to pick you up
at your house tomorrow?
I'm about to go home
but I saw
my mom being friendly
with Fakhri
and his dad too.
I know this sounds stupid but..
It's not. I get it.
I get it.
I was like that too.
I did all kind of things
to make my father proud of me.
I scored my PMR, my SPM.
I want him to care more for me
but whatever I did, he still
care more about my brother.
So you're a clever kid?
That's why you got
a letter from JPA?
That's why you have to attend
a scholarship interview, right?
Come on, Mia.
You think I'm that stupid?
What time you should go home?
Or else, your mom will be pissed.
I don't want to! Whatever happens,
happens. I don't care.
But I don't want to go home.
Are you serious?
-Yes.
Are you rebelling?
If you want to rebel,
you have to wear this.
What are you looking at?
You're cool.
So we're staying out tonight?
Yes.
Overnight!
Overnight!
Naim, what are you doing?
-Arranging the flower.
Fakhri, what are you doing?
-This.
That doesn't look good.
Let me do it.
What are you doing, Naim?
I'm re-arranging Fakhri's.
Just like his face, it's shabby.
Naim's good. It looks..
-Fakhri.
Let's eat.
I'm serious.
-Yes, I know.
I seriously don't understand
men and their lust.
Men? Am I not a man?
You..
I'm not sure.
You're different.
Mia, I'm not like this before.
I'm a bit feminine
like my dad.
My real father.
I'm okay being taunted
for being feminine,
sissy, girly. I'm okay.
Because when I look at him,
he treated us well.
He loves us.
So it's not wrong
to be feminine, right?
When I grew up,
I realized that
my father has failed.
Failed to be a man.
He couldn't provide.
He couldn't support our family.
I slowly tried
to get rid of everything
of my father in myself.
Because I don't want
to be like him.
I don't want to be a failed man.
I don't want to be like him.
But if there's a woman
who love that kind of man,
isn't that enough?
Love?
My mom used to love
my father too
but when he failed,
failed to provide
for his family,
where is that love?
But, you must want
to study overseas, right?
London.
London School of Economics.
Just like my stepfather.
You know what,
this program I have
to be interviewed for,
if I got in,
it's at UCL.
Mechanical Engineering.
At London too?
How about we promise?
Promise what?
I promise I'll attend
the interview
and I make sure
I get the scholarship,
then I'll go.
And you study hard,
get a good SPM result,
then you'll go to LSA.
Promise me that
you'll be there for me.
But I'll be late for two years.
You have to wait
for quite some time.
For you, I'm willing to wait.
Deal?
Deal.
The stew is so good.
I remembered the old days.
Enough, Dad.
What? Just a dish,
and now everything's okay?
She talked to you,
and now everything's okay?
You moved back here,
and now everything's okay?
Did you forgot what I called you?
Did you forgot
what Mama has done to us?
Then, why did you moved back here?
I want to be close to you.
-Why?
Easier to take care of you.
-Why?
Because I don't want
your mother to take you away!
You forgot when you ran away,
you came to me,
asked me to run away!
I followed you! Although
I was just about to start working.
I didn't care.
I didn't go. I followed you!
Six years, Fakhri.
We moved all the time.
Our life was never peaceful.
Just because I don't want
your mother to take you away.
Is it my fault?
After what I've done for you,
I didn't want it
to be for nothing.
So you admitted that
by taking care of me
your life is ruined?
I didn't mean it like that.
Because I feel the same way.
Fakhri..
Fakhri!
Naim,
you're so strong.
So brave.
I depend on you so much
that sometimes I forgot
that you're still young.
Forgive me, son.
I love you so much.
Too much.
Dad.
Dad!
Dad.
Dad.
Dad.
Dad.
-Fakhri. Honey.
Dad, papa..
Fakhri..
I love you, son.
Dear?
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
So much.
I love you so much.
Mia,
are you okay driving alone?
I'm fine. I'm used to it.
Are you sure?
Yes, sure.
Okay.
-Okay.
Go in!
If I don't want to?
Go in right now.
Drive safely.
Go in.
Where did you go
that only dawn you come home?
I wait for you
until night at school.
Naim! I'm talking to you!
What is this?
Huh? Who did this?
Naim! Tell me who did this!
The guy got hurt more.
-Naim!
Isn't this what you want?
A true man, not a sissy
who can protect you.
Naim!
You hate Dad
for being feminine, right?
If you could leave him
for being like that,
it's possible you'll do the same
to me if I become like him.
Naim,
I know I've wronged
you and Fakhri
but I've never wanted
my sons to be like this.
Never.
It's too late.
Because both of your sons
are like this.
Just enjoy.
These are your last days here.
Only in here, people respect you,
look up to you and afraid of you.
Out there, no one
would noticed you.
Boys like you don't have a future.
Wait here.
Idah.
-How did you raise our son?
The whole world
could see our son fought!
Against five people at that?
What if he died?
Not just that one time, right?
Right?
I want my custody back.
The court order!
You'll hear from my lawyer.
Just wait.
Fakhri! Get in the car!
Get in, Fakhri.
-To go where?
We have to run now!
What are you waiting for?
Didn't you hear what your mom said?
No, Dad. I'm tired of running.
This time we fight.
Hey! You did this, right?
You told your mom, right?
Are you satisfied now?
Are you?
Just wait, Naim!
Just wait what I'll do to you!
Just wait!
Kahar! My bro!
How are you?
Are you okay?
My father told me about Ariz.
Tell Naim I want to meet him.
Take this!
Hey! What are you doing?
-I'm sorry.
What did you do?
-I'm sorry.
Sit down.
Fakhri! Stop it!
What is this?
This asshole peed on our clothes.
What do you want?
What happened with you and Ariz?
-That rapist?
Did you know what
he did all along?
I swear I didn't know
but the way you
handle this wasn't right too.
Why did you told the teacher?
That reporters came to school?
-I didn't do it.
His victim did it.
He even left the school.
So now, you didn't trust me?
I'm sorry but until
I was sure about it,
I need to take back
the Crazy Honey.
It's gone.
What?
I've burned it.
-What's your problem, Naim?
I've burned everything.
It's settled now, right?
So rude.
It's not just him.
All Form Fours are crossing
the line since you left.
It's okay. I'm back now.
Let me teach them.
Tell them to gather tonight.
We already told them.
They're really out of line.
Wow!
No one!
What do you think you're doing?
I just came to tell you
we did get your message
but I told them not to come.
I'm surprised they listened to me.
Welcome back, Kapla.
Do you understand
what you're doing now?
Whatever happens next,
it's on you.
What did Kahar said?
What else can he said?
I don't know.
Don't you feel we're a bit
over the line?
-What line?
You see,
we mess with the juniors,
with Kapla. I'm afraid
things might go..
Go what?
I'm not sure. I don't know.
You don't have to be afraid.
I know what to do.
Naim!
Why didn't you come
when I called for you?
I don't want
to be involved anymore.
Who do you think you are?
I'm tired.
I'm tired of you
ruining this school.
You asked to be ostracise.
Not me.
Come and get your ticket
for movie tonight!
We have the most manly movie
in Malaysia, "Anak Halal",
from the most manly
director in Malaysia!
Hurry! We have Maya Karin!
We have Raja Farah!
Oh God! It's so good! Hurry!
-(Naim: Make sure you come!)
(Mia: We'll see.)
-Naim. How many?
Give me two tickets.
Come! Hurry up! Get your ticket!
Just two ringgit!
Hurry up!
It sells well, huh?
We put hot actresses on.
Of course it sells.
Who'll take care
of the projector? You?
Him.
Why?
-I got something.
Hey! Line up properly!
Hey.
Just start?
Not really. Why are you late?
I need to wash your plates!
Where are you going?
-Study.
Is he okay?
-I think so.
Hey! What happened?
Play the movie back!
What are you doing, Naim?
-Arranging the flowers.
Wow!
-Is that Naim?
Wow Naim!
Where are you going?
-Naim's ashamed!
Fakhri!
Naim!
So what if you're feminine? Naim!
Hey! Stop!
What's up with you
and your brother?
What else you didn't tell me?
You say nothing about
this bruises. Tell me!
Naim! Look at me!
Look at me, Naim!
Do you trust me?
You trust me, right? Naim!
Naim!
Damn it.
Fakhri!
Hey!
What's your problem?
Fakhri!
-What's up with you?
What's up with you?
What's your problem now? You joined
the election to stop those douches.
What is this now?
You want to replace them, is it?
Must be fun, right?
Bullied, humiliated others.
What's wrong if Naim is feminine?
Isn't I'm feminine too?
Your dad's feminine too, right?
Your dad's a sissy, right?
-Be careful, Yam!
What? You want to punch my face?
Punch me!
Or you want
to punch the wall again?
You think I don't know
why you punched the wall?
Because you prefer
to hurt your fist, right?
But only those who are brave
could stand the hurt in here.
But you cannot stand it, right?
You're not brave enough, right?
Don't make me, Yam.
-Make you what?
You're girly!
You're not like Naim!
You're not a true man!
You're stupid!
You're slow! You're a coward!
Do you know candy-ass? That's you!
Coward!
-Ayam!
Fakhri.
Fakhri!
Fakhri! Where are you going?
Fakhri!
Fakhri! Do you hear me?
Fakhri!
I just want to say that your way
is dangerous, Fakhri.
I'm afraid the history
will repeat itself.
Fakhri!
If you lose,
I want you to leave this school.
Kahar is only powerful
when you give him the power
or you all are afraid?
You mean, between batch?
-If it's necessary.
It's either you're brave or not.