Ugly, The (2025)

[bunniefuu]

It's just a misconception, really.

That blind people can't

truly grasp the idea of beauty.

No, blind folks like me,

we really think a lot

about what people

see as beauty.

I've spent years

searching for that beauty,

traveling across the country

visiting tombstones and monuments,

touching and discovering

the beauty

our ancestors left behind.

You've been through so much.

Of course, of course.

But there's something

I've been curious about.

Your hands are

remarkably delicate.

- My hands?

- Yes.

I expected people who engrave,

to have calloused hands,

but yours are so smooth,

do you do anything

to take care of them?

I take meticulous care

of my hands.

These hands...

They're like my eyes,

you know?

I see and feel through them.

What about that scar?

Oh, this?

I hurt myself when I was young...

For us,

learning a job can be hard.

Ordinary people like us

can't even imagine

how hard that must have been...

Let's shift gears a bit.

You're a stamp engraving artisan,

but also a single dad

of your son, who now runs.

Cheongpung Engraving.

- Hm?

- Yes.

I think our viewers

would be curious

about that part of your life.

Why would they be

curious about that?

Raising a child alone

is hard enough,

let alone as someone

who's visually impaired.

Everyone tries to

raise their kids well,

even in hardship.

Kids pretty much grow up

on their own

if you let them.

Children don't grow up

on their own,

you raised him!

That's what we're curious about.

About your struggles

and the thoughts you had...

It was hard.

Yes.

What's the use of

dwelling on hardships?

Feel free to take your time.

The current time is 3:04 p.m.

Dong-hwan, let me take

a short break.

Father, they're busy people.

I'm sorry, one moment.

- My apologies.

- We should continue a bit more...

Sorry, I didn't realize

how quickly time flew.

- It was so fascinating.

- Sorry about that.

Let's take a short break,

I'm sorry.

- Have a smoke, father.

- Take five, everyone!

Here's the door.

(Commendation)

Dong-hwan, your father is

truly remarkable.

He's more than I could ever

hope to deserve.

Just look at this!

Im Yeong-gyu is proof

that miracles are real.

What a headline.

What's this?

Oh, that?

It's an old photo

from when he first opened

his engraving stand.

It's the only old photo we have.

You look just like him.

Well,

I thought so too,

so, a long time ago,

I told him

how much I look like him.

What did he say?

Was he happy to hear it?

He just stood quietly, thinking.

I guess

maybe he was reflecting

on the idea of resemblance,

since he's been blind from birth.

That's true.

He's never even seen his own face,

I never thought of it like that.

Where did you put the ashtray?

Here, give it to me.

- Have you rested enough, sir?

- Oh, yes, yes.

- Shall we continue?

- Sure.

Let's continue the sh**t!

- Camera.

- Coming.

- Sorry about that.

- Not at all.

Let's get a close up of his hand.

Good to go.

Let's take it slow.

(The Ugly)

Father.

- Is it tea time already?

- Yes.

It's hot.

Got it.

I got it.

Is it tough

doing these interviews?

They've been

pestering me for days,

acting like this is some big deal.

The last news segment

only took half a day to sh**t.

Just bear with it

a little longer, okay?

It's great publicity

for the studio,

and it isn't easy to get on TV.

I know,

if it's good for you,

I guess it's fine.

But that young producer

is such a pain.

Why does she treat me like a kid?

Always bossing me around,

"Do this" or "Do that!"

All producers are like that,

don't let it bother you.

You're right.

At my age, earning a living...

I'm just grateful

to be acknowledged.

Do you know how jealous

Gyu-chil is of me?

That guy's broke,

but he's constantly

going on trips.

What? He hasn't come back

from Southeast Asia?

No.

I'm so disappointed.

He could've taken you with him,

why'd he go alone?

What for? There's nothing

for me to see.

You've been friends for decades,

traveling together

would've been nice.

He's no friend of mine.

Don't say things

you don't really mean.

Alright, I've got a call,

one moment.

Okay.

Hello?

Is this Mr. Im Dong-hwan?

Yes, who is this?

This is Namil Police Station.

The police station?

We're calling about.

Jung Young-hee.

Who is that?

You don't know Jung Young-hee?

She's your mother.

What?

You say this is my mother?

That's what we presume.

We found an ID card

with the remains.

The body was found

while excavating a mountain

for a construction site,

and we found personal belongings.

Judging by the condition

of the remains,

it's been about 40 years.

The state of the body makes it

difficult to determine

the cause of death.

All we know is that

she died 40 years ago,

and was buried in the mountain.

It's hard to say if it was

an accident or not,

but given how the body was buried,

there's a chance of foul play.

Even so,

the statute of limitations

has long expired.

(National ID: Jung Young-hee)

(Funeral Home)

Don't work too hard,

no one's here anyway.

Is that you?

Yes.

Okay.

Anyone from the association here?

Not yet,

they sent a wreath though.

- Father.

- Yeah?

Wasn't it that

mother just ran away,

leaving us behind?

That's what I thought too.

I came home from work,

and only you were in the room,

she wasn't there.

And... that was it.

No one came looking for her

or anything like that?

Not at all.

Neither of us had

any family to speak of...

She wouldn't have had

any enemies, right?

Of course not.

Your mother was

such a kind person.

You know...

Why would you say that?

It's nothing.

It's just

after 40 years, suddenly hearing

that she passed away,

I was just curious,

don't worry about it.

Excuse me.

We have guests, father.

The producer.

Please come in.

I should've prepared this.

For this to happen

in the middle of filming,

I don't know what to say.

I'm really sorry about this.

It seems this will

disrupt the broadcast,

is that okay?

We can't have disruptions.

We'll stick with you

until the end.

- Pardon?

- As I mentioned before,

the schedule's finalized,

and delaying it isn't an option.

Besides, these moments might feel

more authentic to the viewers.

Well, but...

I mean, it's just a bit...

Don't worry.

We'll handle everything.

Alright, but

my father might feel differently.

I'm counting on you.

This must be the place.

Please have some.

I'll be right back.

Hello.

May I help you?

He must be the son.

I'm your aunt,

we're Young-hee's sisters.

After getting a call

from the police,

we thought it was the right thing

to come here.

She was my aunt, after all.

I see.

I also want to sincerely pay

my respects.

Thank you all for coming.

Also,

we came here to clarify something.

My grandfather left

a small inheritance

to my mother and your mother,

but we're not

willing to share that.

Pardon?

From what my mother told me,

your mother left home

when she was very young,

so, she had

no interaction with us...

I see, I see.

I'm a bit taken aback,

but I don't need the money.

This is all so sudden...

Besides, discussing money

at a time like this

doesn't seem right.

You're okay with that, right?

Okay.

I'm sorry about that.

I thought you'd agree to it.

In that case, would it be okay

to record this conver...

Please!

Later,

I'll write a formal statement,

and get it notarized.

I'll send it by courier.

Are we good now?

Very well.

My apologies.

I don't need anything,

but I feel awful about

holding her funeral

without even a photo,

so, let me ask you for a favor.

If you have a photo of her,

could you please share it with me?

There aren't any.

No photos of her.

What?

They don't exist.

She didn't like taking photos.

Her face was

a bit ugly...

I guess you wouldn't know.

Young-hee

didn't like taking photos

because she was ugly.

(The First Interview)

Ugly?

What do you mean by that?

Did she have

some kind of disability?

She had her shortcomings,

but it's not like

she was disabled.

She was just ugly, that's all.

Why do you keep saying that?

Seriously, even just now,

you said she ran away

when she was a kid.

- Yeah.

- She just ran away

from home like that?

Yeah, she just left

without any warning.

Does that makes sense to you?

A little kid?

Running away for no reason?

You never suspected anything?

She could've been kidnapped, even.

What kind of lunatic would

kidnap a girl so ugly?

She just up and left!

Young-hee, she

told weird stories

to the neighbors.

What kind of stories?

She claimed

she saw father with another woman,

both undressed

at his real estate office.

So, mother got angry

and beat her really badly.

Afterward,

she was sick for a few days,

then she just left.

She didn't just leave,

she took all of mother's jewelry

and valuables.

To mother, she wasn't

a daughter, she was a thief.

That's not right.

If a husband is cheating,

he's the one who should be blamed.

Beating up a child

for speaking up?

Isn't that the mother's fault?

We were a perfectly happy family,

and that freak of a girl

destroyed it with her rumors,

of course she should be beaten

within an inch of her life!

Don't talk like that!

In any case,

that's all we know

about Young-hee.

After that,

we lost contact with her.

With all the jewelry she took,

she got more than

her share of the inheritance.

She was family in name only.

We've done our part

by coming here,

haven't we?

That's right, Aunt.

Should we get going, then?

Yes, let's go.

Yes, boss.

Sir, you've got to trust me

on this one.

I think the story of his wife

is even more compelling.

I've got a strong feeling

that we've hit on

a much bigger story here.

I'm sure of it.

It's an undeniably gripping story.

Entertaining? Absolutely!

Then I'll get to work.

Okay, thank you, bye.

You can stand here.

Well

this is my first time

shrouding a skeleton,

but I've done my best

to piece the bones together.

If you wish to say

any final words,

please do so now.

There isn't much,

Young-hee, rest in peace.

If you two have anything to say,

make it quick so we can leave.

I've got a weak stomach.

If there's nothing to say,

let's just end it.

I'm feeling nauseous.

Seriously...

Do you know how long

it took to put this together?

It'll all be cremated anyway.

But I'm sorry.

I can't take it anymore.

Christ...

Father, don't worry, it's nothing.

Are you okay?

One moment.

- Father, I need to take a call.

- Sure, sure.

Hello, Producer Kim.

Hello? So...

You know the commercial building

where your parents first met?

Pardon?

The one in the photo,

in front of the stamp stand.

Yes, what about it?

I asked around and found out

she worked at a factory

in that building

called Cheongpung Garments.

Cheongpung Garments?

Yes, yes.

Cheongpung Engraving,

Cheongpung Garments.

Isn't that interesting?

Yes, I guess...

I got in touch with a few

factory workers from back then.

They said they knew your mother.

So,

if you're free tomorrow,

how about joining us

for a chat with them?

Is that good?

Like this?

Let me see.

Stay in the van.

Good to see you.

Ms. Kim,

I appreciate the gesture, but...

Don't mention it!

No, that's not what I'm saying.

You don't have to go this far.

No, no.

I'm a journalist at heart,

so digging into a story

is so much fun.

Let's go in!

The elders are waiting.

Okay? Come on.

(The Second Interview)

Good afternoon.

Hi.

Have a seat.

What can I get you two?

Anything will be fine.

Juice would be great.

Very well.

I'm Kim Su-jin,

the producer who contacted you.

Here.

And who's he?

This is, uh...

I'm the writer.

- A writer?

- Is that so?

Yes, our writer.

So, you're a TV producer?

Is this for the news?

Yes, something like that.

We're investigating the story

of Ms. Jung Young-hee.

Her remains were discovered

near the garment factory

where you all used to work.

It seems she died

about 40 years ago.

Oh dear...

When you called,

we assumed she died

someplace far away.

Back then she just vanished,

so we thought she'd run away.

It seems she met some

terrible misfortune.

Oh dear...

She just stopped coming

to the factory one day?

Yes, so we thought

she had run away.

Was there

anyone at the factory,

who was close to her

by any chance?

Well,

the only person close to Dung Ogre

was the blind guy

who ended up marrying her.

Was the blind guy

who ended up marrying her.

"Dung Ogre"?

Ah, that.

We called her "Dung Ogre,"

because of her face and all.

Come on now.

No one literally looks like dung,

but there was a reason

behind the nickname.

What reason was that?

I can't...

Come on, you can tell me.

It's all in the past.

Back then,

everything was so hectic.

It was a real boom period.

We were so busy,

every day was a whirlwind.

The country was

literally on the rise.

(Cheongpung Garments)

Young-hee! What took you so long?

Hurry up and bring the fabric!

Move your a*s, will you!

Hey, I told you

to clear this away.

You've been messing

with this all day!

Excuse me, boss...

I'm sorry, but

could I use the bathroom...?

We're drowning in work,

there's no time!

I... I'm sorry...

It's urgent...

Get back here in one minute.

Thank you.

(Toilet)

She took his words literally,

and had no time to poop.

She stupidly ended up

going in her pants.

Clean it up now!

It was such

a strange and pitiful sight.

Her face was bad enough,

but then to poop her pants...

Everyone called her

"Dung Ogre" after that.

What exactly did she look like

for people to talk about

her appearance so much?

Did she have a facial deformity

or something like that?

A deformity?

It's hard to describe

what she looked like...

Anyway, it wasn't nice.

She was ugly.

Would there be any photos

of her left somewhere?

- Photos?

- Photos...

Well...

Back then, we didn't really

take photos that often.

You had to submit a photo

when you were hired, though.

Could those still exist?

It was so long ago,

I doubt they're still around.

Was there

anyone who might've held

a grudge against her?

People disliked her

because she was dirty

and looked like a monster,

but she was such a kind soul,

she never made enemies.

That's right.

Despite everything,

she married that blind guy.

She probably lived a happy life.

No,

I think she was

involved in something...

With our boss.

Yes, of course.

What exactly happened

with the boss?

Don't talk about that.

He was a good man,

he wouldn't have

done anything to Dung Ogre.

He's the reason we didn't starve

back then, you know.

Tell me, please?

It's okay.

You'd have to ask Jin-sook

about that...

Pardon? Who?

Hey, I need to look into

a few things.

Where should I contact

to get it quickly?

I have to find

a garment factory boss

from the 1970s.

Okay, then send me the contact.

Yeah, text me.

Thank you, bye.

He's the fastest digger I know,

we'll get a lead soon.

Ms. Kim, let's not do this.

I'll handle it from here,

it's my family matter.

No, not at all.

It's really no trouble for me.

I'll head out first.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Take care.

Take care.

Thank you.

- Take care!

- Good bye.

(Im Yeong-gyu)

(Living Miracle of Korea:

Im Yeong-gyu)

(Exhibition on Visually Impaired

Engraver Im Yeong-gyu)

(We'll meet Lee Jin-sook

tomorrow at her home)

(I also located the factory boss.

See you tomorrow!)

(The Third Interview)

(Producer Kim Su-jin)

So?

What is it you want to know?

We came to hear

about the last days

of Ms. Jung Young-hee.

Wait...

What does my mother

have to do with

this Jung Young-hee person

for you to come all this way?

- Uh...

- She was my sewing assistant.

She was a few years older than me.

I worked her to the bone.

If she really

died back then

then part of it is my fault.

I was really terrible to her.

She never complained once,

and just worked in silence.

Ms. Lee...

You haven't left yet?

Why... why are you crying?

Young-hee...

I don't know what to do.

Seeing Young-hee then

made me want to

come clean about everything.

That jerk of a boss

he

r*ped me.

What?

Who could I have told?

He always paid us on time,

even gave us bonuses.

Everyone called him an angel.

- Hey, you two!

- Hello.

Stand over here.

I'll take your picture, come on.

Stand straight.

Here we go.

One, two, three.

So pretty! Let's do one more.

Try a different pose.

Like Miss Korea.

Perfect.

One, two, three.

So pretty.

- Good stuff!

- Thank you.

Bye.

So embarrassing.

I'll print the pictures

for you girls, alright?

I'm sorry...

It must be hard enough

engraving stamps

and I make you watch Dong-hwan.

Stop it.

Taking care of my baby

is my responsibility too.

I'll save up quickly

so you can quit your job,

and focus on raising Dong-hwan.

Is something wrong?

No, it's nothing...

But honey,

if a bad person pretends

to be a good person,

does that make them bad?

Or good?

What are you talking about?

Never mind.

Morning.

Yeah.

Your seamstress skipped work

without notice again.

I really should tell the boss

to replace her.

Right in the middle of

the busiest time, seriously?

What?

Did you try contacting her?

Maybe she's sick. Hiring

someone new all of sudden...

Dung Ogre.

Guess your marriage is going well.

You got opinions now?

The blind must be

treating you nice.

This isn't the time for you

to stick your nose in.

Forget it.

Listen up.

A new seamstress

is starting tomorrow.

Dung Ogre,

you'll be assisting her.

What? What about Ms. Lee?

She skipped two days of work,

we'll miss

the delivery deadline like this.

The boss already

decided she's out,

that's all you need to know.

The boss said that?

Get back to work.

Hey.

Hey, hey!

Where are you going?

Dmmit.

Dammit, what is it?

What?

Boss.

Is it true that you're firing

Ms. Lee Jin-sook?

What?

You can't do this.

For crying out loud...

I'm trying to get us

through this together, get out.

Ms. Lee Jin-sook

you know why

she's not coming to work.

Are you going to keep

spewing this nonsense?

But you,

you did something awful to her,

that's why she stopped coming.

You damned wench.

Don't you dare

talk like that to me!

Get out.

Out!

She should've stopped there,

it wasn't even her business.

So foolish...

Honey.

What are you working on?

Uh, it's nothing.

Look at you two!

- Let me take a photo of you two.

- Let's go.

Where are you going?

These girls are so shy.

(Cheongpung Garments

CEO Baek Joo-sang)

(is a pervert

who assaults girls)

"who assaults girls."

Jeez.

g*dd*mn you.

You prick,

how the hell did you

manage these wenches,

to allow this to happen?

Useless jerk.

Fire all those wenches.

What?

Get out and fire every one

of those wenches!

Yes, sir.

Dung Ogre!

You dare to keep working here

after the crap you caused?

"The crap I caused"?

What exactly did I do wrong?

You goddamned freak.

You insult our boss

and still expect to get paid?

Get out, you wench.

Fine, but what about Ms. Lee?

Will you fire her, too?

Yeah, Dung Ogre!

Neither of you

will be able to work

anywhere near here, so piss off.

Wait, he's the one to blame,

and he ordered you to do this?

Why the hell do you care?

I'm going to have a word

with the boss.

Holy crap. If you go...

Ms. Lee...

That's enough, wench.

Who do you think you are?

Dammit...

Young-hee wouldn't have known.

If you write something like that

people don't focus on

the perpetrator Baek,

they're much more curious about

who got assaulted.

I felt so ashamed

that people would know.

Young-hee

was only trying to help me.

That prick probably went on

living the same way.

Because my shame

acted as his forgiveness.

If Young-hee died by his hands,

maybe it's my fault

for allowing it to happen.

Let's go.

Let's go see that prick Baek.

How could he do that

to the innocent woman...

Don't you feel

sorry for your mother?

We have to ask him why he did it.

Don't you think so?

He has to pay for what he did.

(The Fourth Interview)

Anyone home?

Hello, sir.

We're here from the TV station.

Why... the TV station?

We came to ask you something.

Your name is Baek Joo-sang, right?

Get out, you jerks...

Sir, do you by any chance

remember someone

named Jung Young-hee?

Who?

She worked at the garment factory

you owned.

She was called

"Dung Ogre" sometimes.

I know... that ugly wench.

Oh, you remember her?

Sure, how could I forget?

An ugly wench

who didn't know her place.

You do remember.

We're here to

find out about

Jung Young-hee's last days.

Sir.

If you know anything,

please tell us honestly.

Besides, the statute of

limitations has already expired.

It shouldn't have expired!

They didn't catch that prick?

Who's "that prick"?

That blind jerk k*lled

his own wife.

Damn, they still haven't

figured it out?

That prick, he's a sly one.

That prick...

Try to understand, okay?

Hey.

Boss.

He's here, he's here!

Good evening.

- Come here, sit in the middle.

- Yes, yes, yes.

That's him!

Come in here.

- Here, loosen this up.

- Okay...

- Sit over here.

- Come here.

Grab his hand.

Come, come.

- Are you serious?

- Sure.

So, he's the blind guy

who carves stamps?

Of course!

He's that good even though

he can't see at all?

- That's what I'm saying!

- So fascinating.

He carves stamps in the alley

near my factory,

and those are top-notch.

Can you show us?

Yeah, Yeong-gyu,

give us a demonstration.

How could I do that here?

Show us!

If you come by the stand,

I'll give you a good price.

Yeong-gyu.

Just show it off here.

Good.

Alright, who needs a stamp?

- Me! Me!

- Madam Jang!

Alright, carve one for Madam Jang.

"Jang Mi-sook," please.

Okay, okay.

Look, his tools are coming out.

So, this is how you carry

them around?

Watch this.

It's done already.

Wait till you see it.

All done.

Good!

Let's see it.

(Jang Mi-sook)

Is he really blind?

You see that?

This guy is amazing!

How does he carve

such beautiful letters

without being able to see?

Give it to her as a gift.

Mine, mine.

He's not pretending

to be blind, is he?

No way.

How does he know

if the letters are pretty or not

without seeing them?

That's why

he's so extraordinary, man!

But what's truly amazing about

these stamps is,

give it here.

If you use this on a contract,

you'll never face any problems.

It's perfect.

- Yeah?

- Sure.

This isn't just an ordinary stamp.

It has talismanic power.

You're making that up...

If you want a stamp,

always buy one from Yeong-gyu!

Thank you.

Yeong-gyu! Have a beer, man.

Wait, I'll empty this one for you.

Have a nice cold one.

I'm pouring you one

because you're brilliant

and amazing.

Alright, bottoms up!

Good.

Good, very good.

There you go.

He drinks so well.

Don't force yourself.

You'll choke!

- Give him some snacks too.

- Here it is, say ah.

Open up!

Mr. Baek, I bet your success

is thanks to this guy's stamp.

I told you,

it's his stamps!

- Yeong-gyu.

- Yes, sir?

Buddy, you better see me

as your benefactor, got it?

Of course I do.

Damn...

Freaking clueless idiots...

Boss.

Yeah?

Is everything okay?

I always carry so much

gratitude toward you, sir.

Buddy.

Do you even know your wife's been

giving me crap lately?

Pardon?

Did you put her up to this?

No! Absolutely not!

I could never, sir!

S... sir, I'll tell her

to stop, okay?

Please don't be angry.

Worthless...

k*lling you guys would be

easier than pulling down

my pants in the bathroom.

Yes, absolutely.

Ungrateful pricks...

- Buddy.

- Yes?

Drink up.

Honey.

What are you working on?

Uh, it's nothing...

How the hell did you

manage these wenches,

to allow this to happen?

Fire all those wenches.

What?

Get out and fire every one

of those wenches!

Yes, sir.

Damn, worthless idiots...

Those wenches crossed the line...

This is Baek from Cheongpung.

I'm in a serious mess here.

How many men can you

round up for me?

Who's there?

Is someone there?

Who are you people?

Who are you?

Did... Mr. Baek

send you all?

W... what's wrong?

Honey!

Don't do this!

Please stop.

Please don't do this.

Let us go.

Spare her!

Sir, I'm sorry! Please!

I won't ever do it again.

Forgive us.

Forgive us, please don't!

Sir!

Enough.

Please spare us...

You guys must be hungry,

let's get some grub.

Honey...

Honey?

Please help.

Is anyone there?

Help!

Please help...

What the hell are you doing?

You lunatic!

What did I do wrong?

Tell me!

Holy crap.

Anyone outside?

- What did I do wrong?

- Anyone outside?

Get her off me!

Dammit...

That psychotic wench.

It looked like those idiots

botched the job,

so I sent them back.

I said to make it so she

couldn't get up for a few days.

They said the blind jerk came out.

Isn't that weird?

There was no need to k*ll her.

No one saw anything,

no one saw anything...

Get it together...

That idiot

couldn't even get rid of

the body properly,

so my guys took care of it,

and even held a funeral for her.

I guess they did it

so they wouldn't get blamed.

They probably buried her so deep

that the idiot never got caught

for the m*rder.

He should be thanking us.

No way. Don't lie...

Don't lie to me.

Dong-hwan, stop it,

please, don't!

Tell me the truth.

You k*lled her, didn't you?

Don't do this!

You perverted jerk!

- Stop it!

- You k*lled her.

You k*lled her, it was you!

This isn't the way

to solve things!

"This isn't the way"?

Seriously?

(The Fifth Interview)

Didn't know you were home.

So quiet.

What have you been doing lately?

Go get some sleep.

Father.

Yeah?

I met a man named

Baek Joo-sang today.

Who?

He told me

something really weird...

Did you k*ll mother?

But, father...

Why did you do it?

Why?

Back then, life was really tough.

Ever since I was a kid,

all I remember is

being teased and beaten up.

Because I couldn't see...

When I wanted to learn

how to engrave stamps,

I was beaten for no reason,

not knowing who did it.

It was just... complete hell.

But I scraped and saved

by not eating, not spending,

and managed to

open a little stand.

(Stamp Engraving)

I thought.

I could endure ten times

the hardship I'd already faced.

Come on, give me a big smile!

Why do you want a photo

of someone who can't even see?

You look great when you smile.

Come on, smile!

- One?

- Look this way?

Yeah, that's good.

Alright, one,

two,

three!

Very nice.

It's so impressive, doing this

even though you can't see.

Hey.

When I see someone like you

working so hard,

it's amazing,

I really respect that.

Listen, I'll frame this photo

as a grand opening gift.

Hang it in the best spot

when you make it big, got it?

- Sir?

- Yeah?

I, uh...

Thank you.

- I'll work hard.

- Good.

- Yeah, work hard!

- Yes, sir!

- Make it big.

- Thank you!

- Good, I gotta go.

- Yes, sir!

- Take care, boss.

- Bye.

Oh man...

But things didn't go as planned.

No one cared about

a blind guy engraving stamps.

All I got was curious onlookers

or people picking fights

to see if I could do it.

That's when I met your mom.

The lettering

is so pretty...

It's pretty?

Then would you like a stamp?

No...

I would love to...

But I don't have any use

for a stamp right now.

Maybe later...

later, I'd love one.

No, it's okay.

How about this?

You're my very first customer

after opening this stand,

how about I make one for free?

Really?

Of course.

Let's see.

Give me your name.

It's Young-hee.

Young-hee.

Jung Young-hee.

Ms. Jung Young-hee.

That's when I learned her name.

Jung Young-hee.

Such a beautiful name.

You have such a beautiful name.

Since you're my first customer,

I'll make it extra special.

Alright.

Do you work at the factory here?

Yes.

Let's see... Alright.

Now, press it yourself.

Right here.

Dip it in the ink pad,

then press it down.

Move it up and down,

and side to side.

Good.

(Jung Young-hee)

How is it?

It's... so pretty.

Is it?

Take this paper too.

Don't forget to spread the word.

Yes.

After that day,

she'd stop by, chat with me,

and bring me

rice ba*ls and snacks.

You haven't eaten lunch, right?

I made some extras...

What's this?

Just some rice ba*ls.

You didn't have to...

For the first time in my life,

someone had taken

an interest in me.

Just hearing Young-hee's voice

made my heart race.

Thump-thump.

- Thank you.

- Sure.

- Thanks again!

- Okay...

I'm so jealous, Yeong-gyu.

Look at that pretty girl

hitting on you.

I know, eh?

It must k*ll you not to see

such a stunning beauty.

You'd better snatch her up

before someone else does.

Ask her to live with you!

Don't let her slip away

and regret it.

So lucky.

Hearing that made me anxious,

and I got scared.

Somehow I worked up the courage

to ask her to live with me.

I promised to take care of her.

And your mom said yes.

I really couldn't

believe my luck.

Come, give them

a round of applause!

What's the virtue of married life?

Having lots of kids, right?

Look at this guy grinning!

When does that happen, huh?

- At night!

- Night, night.

Hey, Yeong-gyu, you're so lucky.

It's always night for you!

Since it's your wedding,

let me take a photo for you.

- Stand up straight.

- Good, good.

Where should I look?

Yeong-gyu, look this way.

Here we go, one...

That's when I formed

my first real dream.

To make sure Young-hee

would never be disrespected

and could live an honorable life.

Are you hungry?

I'm back.

Dong-hwan must be very hungry.

Here.

After having you,

we barely scraped by

even with both of us working.

It wasn't bad though,

it wasn't bad at all.

Then one night,

Gyu-chil was in the area

for work

and stopped by.

- Thank you, ma'am.

- Sure.

Here, have some of this.

Okay.

She's got a good heart?

Yes, of course.

A blind guy like me meeting

a woman with such a kind heart,

it's a blessing, it sure is!

My only regret is that

I'll never see her face

with my own eyes.

Having a good heart

is all that matters.

Maybe it's better

you never see her face.

You son of a g*n...

My only wish is to see

her face just once.

Don't talk crap to me.

No, really.

You're better off not seeing her.

What are you saying?

Has no one said anything to you?

About her face?

And that jerk

finally said it.

That your mom's face

was hideously ugly,

like a monster.

That's when

I found out everything.

Those punks,

no, those jerks were mocking me.

Mocking me all along.

From a young age,

I was mocked and belittled,

I worked so hard

to break free from it.

But then

it just kept happening.

Over and over!

A monster...

Why?

You think I can't tell

what's beautiful

and what's ugly?

People may secretly

look down on me,

but why bow before me?

Because my engravings

are beautiful.

So beautiful.

I know it.

Beautiful things are respected

and admired.

Ugly things are scorned.

I know it all.

It was only then

that I started to see things

I hadn't noticed before.

Everything.

Everything.

In the end, even your mother

deceived me.

How little must she have

thought of me?

She approached me

just to ridicule me.

If I stayed with her,

I felt I could never

escape the humiliation.

No matter how hard I struggled,

it didn't work.

I couldn't live with that woman.

Even when she got into a fight

with Mr. Baek,

why did she make things

so difficult for me?

I told her to stop,

but she kept doing it

just to spite me.

Please, just die.

Just die, die...

Someone, please k*ll her for me.

k*ll her...

No matter how much I prayed,

she never intended to leave me.

Even after being beaten,

she kept going back for more.

I never imagined

I'd be the one to k*ll her.

Never thought of it.

Never.

Did you go see the boss again?

Did you?

Did you?

You know...

Why...

Why do you keep

stirring up trouble?

What did I... what did I do wrong?

For goodness sake!

Honey.

Please... just mind

your own business!

Like a little mouse,

let's just live quietly...

Since I was a child,

people have always blamed me.

That I was the problem.

So I thought I had to live

pretending not to see

or know anything.

For a while, I really tried

to live like that.

But you...

You were kind to me...

Stop it.

You gave me courage.

Because of you.

You didn't just...

Just see me as ugly...

Dammit.

Shut up, you stupid wench!

If you had any conscience,

you wouldn't dare say that,

you wench.

No one will ever find out.

No... Nobody cares anyway.

Dong-hwan.

With my own bare hands,

I drove out the humiliation

that forced its way into my life.

Without anyone ever knowing.

Dong-hwan.

You get it, don't you?

Honestly, this might've

all been for you too.

You need to understand that.

Right?

Come here.

Son, come here.

I only wanted to pass on

good things to you.

You have to understand.

Come here.

I don't understand you.

I just can't.

If you don't,

then you're

nothing but a parasite.

What?

A parasite feeding off everything

I've worked for my entire life.

You must understand.

You're a m*rder*r.

No! Who's a m*rder*r?

No, dammit! Not me!

The statute of limitations

has expired!

You think I don't know that?

I'm a living miracle of Korea!

A man who sees the world

through his fingertips.

A living miracle...

I'm not a m*rder*r.

(The Last Remark)

You admired your father so much,

you sure about this?

I deleted some unnecessary parts.

Pardon?

Please make sure

the documentary wraps up nicely.

You know, my father

he's a living miracle of Korea

for overcoming

such difficult times.

So, please...

I'm counting on you.

You resemble him.

Sorry?

Your father.

You resemble him even more today.

I spoke a bit more with

Baek Joo-sang yesterday.

I spoke a bit more with

Baek Joo-sang yesterday.

All of these are my works.

They're art pieces.

Why didn't you take a photo

of Jung Young-hee?

There is one.

I took ID photos

of all new employees.

Eun-sook, smile big!

Hold it up, a little higher.

Yeah, closer to the chest.

So pretty, that's it.

Okay, smile, one,

two,

three!

(Jung Young-hee)

So pretty.

All done, go.

Next.

Hey, Jung Young-hee.

Why is your hair loose

for an ID photo?

Tie it up so your face

shows better.

Alright, here we go.

Smile.

Cheese.

One,

two,

three!

It's your mother's photo.

That is,

if you're still interested.

(Park Jeong Min)

(Kwon Hae-hyo)

(Han Ji Hyeon Im Seong Jae)

(And Shin Hyun-been)

(Directed by Yeon Sang-h*)