Look, I don't understand
why this is such a hassle for you people.
I've been honest, declaring this to customs.
I've showed you the certificate and purchase invoice too.
I have no problem paying the taxes on it either.
But why on earth did I have to spend
so long waiting for this lady to come,
and now I still have to wait while she examines my diamonds?
Is she... a part of the Customs Office or what?
What's the story?
We don't have a... diamond appraiser on site.
But we can hire one if needed.
And Miss Valdya here is the best in Jakarta.
This is her certification and appointment letter.
Hey, Rendy, come here for a second.
Yeah. I'll be right back.
LETTER OF APPOINTMENT
These are dollars.
Have you declared that too?
Do you want me to appraise it for custom tax?
According to the appraisal,
your diamond is worth way more than what is written on the certificate.
So you'll have to pay the difference in the custom tax,
which is 1.8 billion rupiahs.
I bought it at an authorized store.
And you're saying the certificate is incorrect?
Right?
Please just wait here, ma'am.
Your attention, please...
You've got the prettiest eyes.
Clear and precise.
Pardon me.
I remember meeting someone once
with eyes exactly like yours, my dear.
Who was it?
Someone.
And who are you?
You don't know me.
I've got a feeling our paths will cross again.
Donny gave me this. Is it real?
Zirconia?
I bet you can tell from a mile away, right?
I did ask him to get me a fake diamond.
It's just an engagement ring anyway.
Even if I had the money to buy a real one, I wouldn't
- spend it on something like that. - Hey, honey, are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine, babe. - Are you sure?
No way. Oh, we would totally use that money to renovate the place.
Let me help you.
- No, really! Valdya, please! - No, no, no.
It's fine, don't worry about it.
Okay, what's up?
Why'd you guys come over?
You know I love you, right?
Even if you weren't my family,
- I'd still love you. - Just tell me
or I'll whack you in the head.
You're a customs officer, not in sales.
- You don't think we're good negotiators? - Fine, what do you want?
I hope you don't mind,
but we're gonna beat you to the punch.
We're getting married in two months.
You've been beating me
to the punch my whole life.
You even got circumcised before me
because you wanted your dick
- to grow bigger than mine. - Shut up!
So is it true that Rendy dated your big sister before you?
Dara?
Yeah.
- I think it's great. - That is so cool.
- I'm really happy for you. - We just never know
who we'll fall in love with, right?
In my case, dating Donny was not something I ever expected to do.
He's this big filmmaker but his movies aren't good.
- They're big at the box office though! - If I didn't love him so much,
his movies would be a deal breaker.
- You know I can hear you, right? - Hmm?
So you haven't heard anything from your sister at all?
No.
For five years?
What happened to her? Do you know?
She went to a job interview, um...
but never came back.
Okay, where was this interview?
I don't even know. She never said.
And you never asked her?
Oh...
Listen, if you want...
I've got a brother who's... a policeman.
I can ask him to look into it if that'll help at all.
Thanks, but the police have been working on her case for five years now...
with no results.
It doesn't have to be like that though.
I know how the police work, Val.
You need an insider so they take it seriously.
Otherwise, your case will be ignored.
- There are gonna be lots of moms... - Mm-hmm?
...at the costume party who have had boob jobs.
Oh, are you jealous? You want to get your boobies done too?
No, I just want to be taller,
that's all!
One, two, three!
Ha! Let's go!
Yay! I won!
No way, I won!
So good eyes run in the family, huh?
Yeah.
- You look so good! - Me, Dara, and my mom.
All the women in the family.
- Ew, gross! - Ah, ah!
Did you see that? Did you see that?
Yeah.
What on earth are you girls doing, hmm? Can I get in on it?
It's probably not such a good idea
to get married this soon.
We've talked about this before.
Yeah, I know, but still...
This just doesn't feel right.
We'll never forget about Dara.
We've been trying to find her for years.
Yeah, but then we stopped, right?
Because there was nothing else we could possibly do.
Oh, yeah?
WHEN WILL YOU BE BACK, DARA? DARA...
WHERE'S THE INTERVIEW? I'M WORRIED
DARA! PLEASE TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE!
NEW DEVICE DETECTED, DARA'S FILES OPEN, IGNORE
LETTER OF APPLICATION
DARA PRAMESWARI, OFFERING TO JOIN
I AM CURRENTLY WORKING AS A FREELANCE PHOTOGRAPHER
RECRUITMENT MANAGER, P.O. BOX 888
JOB OPENING P.O. BOX 888
WE CAN'T FIND ANY RESULTS
JAKARTA EXPRESS, ON APRIL 15, 2019 AS PHOTOGRAPHER
JOB OPENING, URGENTLY NEEDED!
SEND YOUR APPLICATION TO: P.O. BOX 888
I was going to come in on Sunday so I wouldn't have to wait in line.
We're usually open from 9:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m.
But if necessary, we can open at night.
If you need access later than that, we can arrange it.
Do you know every person who rents a P.O. Box here?
Well, before you, the last renter was... three years ago,
so I'm pretty sure I've forgotten.
I'd like to rent box 888, please. I like that number.
This one right here.
Hmm... I'm afraid that one's taken.
- By whom? - An individual.
Usually, only companies use these boxes.
Oh.
What's their name?
Do you know you're the second person to ask me that this week?
Who was it?
The person who asked?
Yes, because you're not allowed to tell me
their personal information, right?
Yes, that's right.
But I can tell you who asked about it.
She left me her name, and I believe, her cellphone number.
Can I have it, sir?
- It's very important. - Sure. Of course.
It's this one.
I have the ability to sense
if a person is good or bad.
The person who asked the other day was good.
And I sense that you are too.
Thank you so much.
This P.O. Box was paid for 40 years ago.
It's been rented for 100 years now.
Ma'am?
Ma'am, if you're too busy right now, I can come back later on.
No, just wait. I won't be long.
I just wanted to ask...
why you went to the post office a few days ago.
Who are you?
I told you before. I'm a reporter.
All right, you don't need to tell me who you are.
There's no use anyway.
I'll just make you crippled like my husband.
My sister went missing five years ago.
She was told to go to P.O. Box 888 for a job interview.
And she never came home again.
This is my husband, Adi.
Five years ago, he came home covered in blood
with a hole in his head.
He told us we had to go and hide,
saying someone was coming to kill us.
That was the last thing he said.
We've been moving around ever since then.
Last week, his condition suddenly improved.
Now he can write.
The first thing he wrote was "P.O. Box 888."
Then after that, he screamed hysterically,
and his condition worsened again.
Two days ago, I went to the post office.
I tried to find out what was in it.
What did he do for a living?
He worked at the National Research Agency, he was brilliant.
But then someone corrupt stole his identity
and he was implicated.
I know that he was applying for a job somewhere, but...
he never told me anything about it.
Have you seen her?
She's my sister.
Look at her, please.
If you've ever seen my sister,
could you just nod your head?
We've got to report this to the police! We can't just ignore it!
Look, my husband is a man of principle.
He's not afraid of anything. He never shows any fear.
But he's just terrified, making me hide him all the time.
I don't want him to get hurt.
I know someone in the police force. I guarantee that--
Someone cut my husband's head open, miss.
And took out a bit of his brain.
This city has a lot of crazy people, psychopaths!
- We've gotta report this. - Go home.
Please don't come back again.
Don't you want justice for what they did to your husband?
Let's find the people who are behind it all.
When my husband was framed, the police couldn't do anything at all.
Small-time thugs framed him. What do you think will happen
when powerful people are involved?
I believe we can take them on.
I'm just grateful that he's still alive
and I pray that one day, he'll return to his old self.
But please, I need to find out where my sister is.
Just go.
Val, where have you been?
Nala's brother, the cop, do you think I could ask him a favor?
Well, it's not locked.
It doesn't look like anyone's living here at all.
There's not even a bed.
What? Are you kidding?
That's impossible.
It definitely wasn't empty this afternoon.
Val, maybe it's the wrong address?
Could be the house next door?
Ren, I'm not delusional, all right?
Wow, the plumbing's really rusty.
When the water came out, it was murky.
I'll wait outside.
So, you're sure no one's lived here recently?
Yeah.
It's been empty for a while.
All right, sorry about this. Didn't mean to waste your time.
It's okay.
But, uh... I really need to get back to the station house now.
- Of course. Thank you. Okay. - No worries.
- Take care. - You too.
What?
Nothing. I believe you.
You believe me?
I believe that you believe you really met that family.
Believe that I believe?
Once when I was little,
I wanted to see my father so much that...
I thought I saw him at home, but he was living in Malaysia.
It happened to me too when I was a little girl.
I had lots and lots of friends.
One had three arms, one had one eye, one had horns,
and one could fly.
But then they all disappeared.
- Do you know why? - No, why?
Because they were imaginary friends.
Only kids could see them, but when we grow up,
they disappear, they go away.
I wasn't hallucinating, I wasn't stressed.
If you don't believe me, then why the heck should other people?
Look out!
Are you okay?
I've got a feeling our paths will cross again.
I've seen that woman before, a few days ago.
Rule number one.
Don't leave the car late at night when someone's trying to lure you out.
It could be an ambush.
Val!
Pause. It's the same woman, right?
They do look similar.
If you were in a movie, you'd be a super annoying character.
It's obviously the same woman.
Yeah, you're right.
Who do you think she is?
She had no business being there.
She didn't have bags. No luggage at all.
So what was she doing then?
I think she just wanted to see you.
Is there any way we can find out who she is?
There could be.
CUSTOMS AND TAX OFFICE OF DKI JAKARTA
Yes! The system's online. Awesome.
This thing works like a photo gallery on your phone.
It can detect people based on their faces.
It's an old technology from years ago.
So for, uh... individuals, it's available on our devices.
But for Google, the access is limited for privacy reasons.
This application can trace people's faces
from all the photos on the web.
Who the hell is this bloody woman?
We gave up trying to find her once.
We just assumed that Dara died.
It's not true.
If we'd still had hope that...
Dara was alive...
we wouldn't have started dating.
Okay, but look...
you've gotta remember that Dara and I had only been together for two months.
Well, it still doesn't make us better people, you know.
We're still monsters.
We shouldn't have forgotten about her.
But we never did.
Okay, okay.
So now, what do we do?
I'll do whatever you want me to.
Until we know for sure...
Dara isn't around anymore, that she's dead...
I think we should take a break from each other.
And if she's alive, then what happens?
We won't get back together?
In other words... that's it?
It's over for us?
This is really hard for me too, Ren.
You're so selfish, you know that?
I'm selfish?
I'm thinking about others.
I'm thinking of Dara.
You're only thinking of yourself and your own guilt.
You buy that newspaper every day.
You're hoping the job ad will be in again?
That job advertisement isn't gonna change anything.
It's not gonna help you get rid of the guilt.
You need to get rid of it some other way. Get help.
Then maybe you can move on
and stop pushing people away that care about you.
That's the angel costume
in Romeo and Juliet,
- but they ended up dead. - So pretty!
It's too pretty!
I don't want this one. Let's trade.
No, you're perfect in that.
I don't want it.
Here's your paper.
Thanks.
Job offer. Send your application. P.O. Box 888.
Urgently needed.
Job qualification: outstanding in their fields.
We are offering competitive salaries.
Latest submission one day after the advertisement is posted.
Job offer at P.O. Box 888...
To personnel manager of P.O. Box 888, I came across the job advertisement
posted at Jakarta Express on April 15th, 2024.
I am applying...
and I would like to apply as a diamond appraiser.
I have gifted vision.
NUSANTARA, MAILBOX
Here are your post office box keys.
You get two.
Just leave one here with us,
so that the staff can put mail into your box for you.
Can I give you a piece of advice, miss?
That is... if you don't mind.
I don't want to step out of line.
Sir, don't worry.
Uh, sometimes we've got to learn to let go.
Anything that takes up too much of our passion can't be good.
And you end up regretting it.
And besides...
...all we are are ordinary people.
We don't have to be fighters.
Because even if we do fight for it,
it might all be in vain.
Just like throwing salt in the ocean.
Well, it won't be in vain though.
Even the smallest thing,
the tiniest little morsel...
is worth fighting for.
Even if it is a grain of salt in the ocean.
Hmm.
Well, I really hope you're right.
I'm always glad to see
someone brave enough to fight for something.
But my heart really breaks
every time that fighter perishes.
I really hope I'll see you again.
I'm going home now.
After you're done, when you leave,
the door will lock automatically.
Thank you so much.
- Are you done? - I'm done.
- What do you want? - The mailbag.
We can read them right away.
You left the key in the car.
No one would steal it anyway.
Arrogance...
is such a huge part of human nature.
Go and see what that is.
Are you gonna stop the car?
Forget it, it's probably nothing.
ACCESS CODE, ACCESS DENIED
Valdya, where the hell are you?
- Ren. - I saw
the job advertisement in the paper.
You didn't apply for it, did you?
Hold on a second.
"Congratulations, you have been selected
for an interview for P.O. Box 888."
Valdya!
Yes.
YES
Val, tell me where you are right now.
PLEASE COME AT 9:00 A.M. TOMORROW
AT THE LOCATION THAT WE WILL INFORM YOU LATER
Val, send me your current location.
SHARE
I've got no choice.
- I've gotta see this through. - Val.
- I'm sorry, Ren. - Valdya!
Val!
Can a building have a 13th floor?
Maybe the owner's not a superstitious guy.
Well, I'm not either.
That's good. Well, at least now,
we know the company will assess the interview scientifically.
Not superstitiously.
What do you mean?
Some companies hire their employees based on the zodiac.
The zodiac is scientific.
One of the country's top schools teaches astronomy.
Kidding.
What the...
Shit.
I got no service.
Yeah, me neither.
A logistics company and their elevator doesn't even work?
What about our interviews?
Just wait a bit, it'll start up again.
This whole thing's kinda weird.
This company is hiring and offering a nine-figure salary,
but doesn't specify what skills they're looking for.
This lady here is a singer.
And I'm a soccer player.
I'm a researcher.
And I'm a swimmer.
I play the violin.
I'm a movie star.
A porn one.
I do it online.
Who's your co-star?
- Just me. - Right.
How do you make money then?
People order, then I email them a video.
They're not allowed to share it.
Is that safe?
Come on, bro.
It won't be leaked.
I've seen your videos for free on Telegram.
- Damn. - Yeah, I've seen them too.
Uh, it was an accident. A friend showed it to me.
It was lunchtime,
someone sent the video to a friend on a WhatsApp group.
- I was right next to him and... - Uh, okay, okay, we believe you.
And what do you do, miss?
I'm a diamond appraiser.
And how do you examine... the diamonds?
With my eyes alone.
Your eyes are so cool.
They're big and sharp.
Hmm.
So, it's safe to say
that we all have specifically trained body parts, right?
Like a talented body part.
With me, I play the violin, so I have trained fingers.
Soccer would be your feet and heart?
And for you...
Probably my tongue. I can tell what ingredients were used
to make a meal without even seeing it.
Yours must be your brain.
Yours would be leg muscles, arms and heart.
And yours must be...
vocal cords and your diaphragm? That's it, I guess.
His must be his hands 'cause he does all those scenes alone, right?
So you two are the same.
- Must be his penis. - But the penis just stays still.
Actually, the penis is the most active part of the human body.
Even when someone dies, usually, they'll have an erection.
It's called "angel lust".
The penis disconnects from the brain during ejaculation,
that's why it can't be controlled.
Let's just...
try pressing the button again, shall we?
Cover your nose!
Tell me, what was she?
She was a violinist.
She was apparently supposed to be the most famous young violinist
in all of Jakarta.
But she's been out of work for a while.
Because her ex leaked some nude photos of her.
Those humans...
are very trivial.
Wow.
Please, sir...
Sir...
Please, sir!
Use your conscience, sir...
I do apologize
if this one tastes a tad different.
We just don't want a repeat of what happened five years ago.
It doesn't hurt, does it?
No, sir.
Sir...
it's dark here, sir.
I can't see anything, sir.
Sir, sir...
No, please, sir!
I've committed so many sins. I need to repent...
Butcher.
Prepare my favorite one now.
I'll make your death a slow one!
Dara!
Val.
Come here.
Just stay calm.
I'll always be here with you.
Valdya.
Rendy...
We saved the very... best for last.
The most expensive ones by far.
Yes, the eyeballs.
This one's very special.
She didn't even shed a tear.
Pure.
It won't be too salty.
You filthy...
rotten cannibals!
Cannibals?
Just look at those beauties.
Look!
We only take your most trained and talented body parts. And why's that?
Because they're the only parts good enough for us.
Cannibals are human beings eating other human beings, sweetie.
Then what the hell are you anyway?
Honey, we are...
the utmost peak of the food pyramid, my dear Valdya.
You should count yourself lucky to be in our company.
Monsters!
Who wants to go first?
Oh! I wouldn't miss this for the world.
Wait...
Hmm?
Now you're ruining my dessert, sweetie.
I want to know. I need to know.
What, darling?
Five years ago,
my sister, Dara... Dara...
did you kill her too?
Are you her sister?
Oh, she was delicious.
I can still remember how she tasted.
Maybe you should send her to see her sister, Sofia.
Make her stop crying.
Dara...
How are you doing, Val?
I'm all alone now. I've got nobody.
Everyone left me.
Dad.
And Mom.
And then you as well.
You've got Rendy.
He loves you unconditionally.
I know he does.
You should be with him.
I just wanna be with you.
It's not your time yet.
You've gotta keep going.
Go and live your best life, Val.
Do it for us, promise?
I don't know how to get out of here.
You can.
Our eyes can see...
right through those walls that they've built.
Look!
Hmm...
Ali! Dewi!
I told you we'd cross paths again.
Let's go.
Did you meet my sister?
I did, but I didn't get to save her. Let's go!
Who are you guys?
We are the Antibodies
who will drive all of them from our world for the good of humanity.
But... who are they?
They were created at the same time as us,
but put in a different place.
We lived up here on the surface of Earth.
They were inferior and lived below in Agartha.
Now they want to take over our world.
We need you to join us to fight them.
What do you say?
Let's kick their ass!