01x07 - Episode 7

[bunniefuu]

Well, look who it is.

I thought I smelled

rotting garbage in here.

This place is full of human trash

that needs to be taken out.

John!

You gotta get out of here. It's a trap!

Shut up!

You're risking your life

for this pretty little thing?

What a sucker.

Your g*dd*mn trap

ain't gonna make me give up on my love.

Come out, as*h*le!

Goddammit.

No! John Na!

- See you in hell.

- Ma-ri, stay back!

Oh no!

No!

sh*t. What have I done?

That f*cking hurts.

Ma-ri.

Ma-ri.

Kiss me.

God, that's so ridiculous.

Don't try to make sense of a movie…

FIVE YEARS AGO, WINTER

…that makes no sense to begin with.

Even so, no one would ever

ask for a kiss in that situation.

It's freezing. Get back under here.

I mean, seriously, what kind of woman

would ask for a kiss right before dying?

You can ask for anything before dying.

No. That's still just wrong.

It makes her look so lame.

What would you say in her shoes?

- Right before I died?

- Yes.

Let me whisper it.

Whisper it?

- Save me!

- f*ck!

Seriously? "Save me"?

Hey, I'm sorry. I said I'm sorry!

Hey!

Cut it out!

Okay, I'll tell you, for real.

- For real?

- Yes

Just before I died, I would say…

Sh…

- Sh…

- Here! Over here!

Sh…

Sh-sh…

sh*t.

Over here!

Jae-mi!

No, Jae-mi.

Jae-mi.

You can't come in here, sir.

Jae-mi… She'll be okay, won't she? Jae-mi!

SURGERY IN PROGRESS

Only one relative.

Okay. Jae-mi.

MR. PLANKTON

Get up right now!

I'm really sorry, Mother.

Lying about the pregnancy was my idea.

Jae-mi did nothing wrong.

I swear I was going to come clean

once I got home.

Son, stop embarrassing us both and get up.

It's all my fault.

Fine, you can blame yourself

for all of this mess, all right?

But let's make one thing clear.

You and that wench are strangers now.

Don't waste time on a stranger.

Now we're going home!

No! I don't want to.

I'm not leaving without Jae-mi.

No way.

- Drag him out of here.

- Stop!

Back off!

Get away from me!

If you so much as lay a finger on me,

I swear I'll…

That's right.

My goodness. Is he…

I'll take this off. And my undies too.

That little…

Yes, my undies too. How about that?

Do you want to see the clan's heir

disgracing the family on camera, Mother?

My God. Oh dear.

You zip those pants up right now!

You wouldn't dare…

- That idiot--

- Excuse me.

- This is insane.

- What are you doing outside the ICU?

Please step down, sir.

- Get down this instant.

- No!

- Why, you little…

- Watch it!

My goodness. You absolute moron!

JO JAE-MI

NEXT OF KIN: EO HEUNG

EAT THIS

"The pair of black rubber shoes

softly embraced

my dirt-covered and scarred feet,

but I tossed them aside remorselessly

the moment those sparkly shoes

won my heart."

"Even though they were filled

with childhood memories

and the marks that life had left on them,

I was so overcome by my sweet tooth

that I sold the old pair to the taffy man

without a moment's thought."

"It took me a while to realize

the love I got from those rubber shoes,

which never complained,

even after being betrayed and abandoned."

How come there's only one shoe?

She wouldn't have left wearing just one.

How can her foot be smaller than my hand?

How cute.

You switched shoes just like that, huh?

What?

Let go, okay? I said let go.

That hurt! You bit me, you as*h*le!

What are you, a dog?

You've been whimpering like a puppy

while holding that girl's shoe for days.

Got a thing for shoes?

Fine. You can have all of mine.

Give me a second.

I got tons of stylish, sexy ones.

They're all yours.

I'll get them out for you.

Any requests? Something sparkly?

Look. You can take them all.

They're all yours, okay?

Want some more?

I have them in every color imaginable.

Here. There you go. They're all yours now.

Now you can lounge around with shoes

to your heart's desire.

The leader of the Prince g*ng,

captured by three civilians

on a deserted island…

My skull got smashed!

…still insists he was wrongly arrested.

- The public is outraged.

- I'm the victim!

This is so f*cking unfair!

That's enough.

This is old news.

Why are you showing me this?

I'm the one who had

the brilliant idea that led to his arrest

and made significant contributions

to ensure this family's precious heir

could walk away unscathed.

The family didn't seem

to be aware of my efforts,

so I decided to pay you a humble visit.

So the person who made

such significant contributions

was you?

Indeed. Let me sum it up for you.

I reported the g*ng fight at Busan Port

to the police.

Where's Hae Jo?

Even when I got caught

and was almost beaten to death…

- Here?

- Yes! The b*stards are there!

I also told the police

where that damn thug was headed,

so he wouldn't find Heung and hurt him.

But how did you know where Heung was?

Well, about that…

Heung and I set something up a while back.

To ensure safe transactions,

we both installed an app on our phones

to track each other's locations.

You'll get your cash.

So, in other words,

you want a reward for saving his life,

monetarily or otherwise?

Yes, well… That's right, milady.

I'm sorry.

You'll have to talk to his mother.

But, between you and me,

the whole family is very upset right now,

so the mere mention of Heung's name

could send her into a rage.

Wait, his mother?

Heung's mother.

You mean you're not his mother?

No, I'm his second mother.

I practically raised him though.

h*-ja is Heung's actual mother.

He had a third and fourth mother too,

but they both ran away

because they couldn't put up with h*-ja.

I'm the only one left.

Okay, all right, then.

You're his mistress.

"Mistress"?

You should’ve said so from the start.

Damn, my legs.

I'm here to talk business

with the lady of the house!

Jeez.

Make an appointment and come back.

- sh*t! A wild boar!

- What? A wild boar?

- Heung's mother! Ma'am!

- That little… Hey, you!

If any of you dare

let that numskull set foot in here,

that will be the last day

you spend here under my roof.

Do I make myself clear?

Yes, ma'am.

sh*t.

f*ck, that old lady's terrifying!

I can hardly sneak in through the roof.

God, this is insane.

I thought he was meant to be

from some prestigious family.

Turns out,

his father had multiple mistresses.

That family is messed up.

And that boss mother or whoever she is

is so f*cking scary.

Next to her, you’re an angel.

A total angel.

I'm busy. Cut to the chase.

Yes, ma'am.

Well…

I heard you were looking for

a manager for the gambling parlor--

Kkari, I like shiny new things.

I never shop used, employees or otherwise.

When I worked for Hae Jo,

I made good money behind his back.

Then go back to him.

I'm not crazy.

I won't put my life on the line again.

Guess what that b*stard

did to me in Busan.

He ditched me knowing my leg was f*cked up

and just ran away with his chick.

I got stabbed all because of him!

- It f*cking hurt, damn it.

- His chick?

Yeah, Jo Jae-mi or whatever her name is.

Poor girl. Getting kidnapped by that jerk.

I think she's locked up

in that family's house now.

Man.

Hae Jo's such an as*h*le.

He's ruined several people's lives.

He's probably carefree, napping somewhere.

Son of a b*tch.

Anyway, what's all this?

Putting your shoe collection up for sale?

You got some nice shoes here.

Someone's raking it in, huh?

f*ck.

Boss! I…

Jesus. f*ck.

Look confident.

I did it.

Take these herbal pills.

They'll help boost your energy.

I'll give you guys a bunch of them. Here.

You'll get yours later.

sh*t…

Jae-mi.

This herbal brew

should help speed up Jae-mi's recovery.

John,

please let me go inside and give her this.

Heung practically begged me.

You're so handsome. Very stylish, too.

Go inside. Go. Quick.

You're good now. Oh my God.

I made you some herbal medicine.

Take a sip.

It's a little bitter.

Good.

I've been told

Heung wasn't at the clinic today.

Has he been here?

We haven't seen him.

My goodness.

Where on earth did that fool go then?

- Do not let him in!

- Yes, ma'am!

- This is ridiculous.

- Hush.

It's her, isn't it?

That tiny girl. She's your ex.

I guess that shoe is hers.

Hey!

Damn it.

What the f*ck…

Damn it!

Bong-suk, you evil little…

- Where the f*ck is it?

- He looks like a hobo.

I'm going to k*ll her!

Goddammit!

Hey, are you homeless?

Maybe not. Forget it.

I guess you're not then.

DRUMSTICK CHICKEN

Who needs expensive perfume?

Nothing beats the smell of fried chicken.

No more free food for you.

From now on, you'll earn your keep.

Come in and wash your face.

He stinks.

As you can see, he's a minor.

I don't know who he is.

We'll call him John Doe.

Have him run errands

so he can earn some pocket money.

And don't let him into the rooms.

Yes, ma'am.

But who is this kid?

I found him on the street. I'll raise him.

He'll either grow up

to be my son or my boyfriend.

That's a crime.

Hey, kid!

Can you get me more ice?

Hey, kid. Call a cab to Sangsu-dong.

Sangsu-dong.

Hey, kid. Go clean the restroom, quick.

Hey, kid. Ask the kitchen lady

how much fruit is left.

Hey, kid. More ice, please.

- Hey, kid. A cab to Siheung.

- Hey, kid. Clean the hall first.

A cab from Mademoiselle to Siheung.

Everyone asks you to do things

and run errands for them,

so why not just…

HAE JO ERRAND HOUSE

I came up with that name and got him work.

What does that make me?

A softie. My softie. My Bong-suk.

It's working fine.

Looks cool, huh?

Hey, Hae Jo!

Let's get something to eat.

My God. She's out of her mind.

Jeez.

GOOD RESTAURANTS NEARBY

The smell of fried chicken

used to be enough.

Now it's so hard to get you to eat.

Hey. You need a shower, okay?

What's the deal with that shoe?

You're such a weirdo, seriously.

So pretty.

Could you take 4,000 won off, please?

I only have 10,000 won right now.

Just 4,000 won.

Oh boy.

She really is a small-town cutie.

They're not even brand new.

Why are you treasuring them?

Let them get scuffed.

I don't know.

I've always felt so bad

for things left out on the street.

I want to nurture them.

I guess they remind me

of abandoned kids like me.

I'm sure those were also treasured

before they got thrown out. Funny, right?

Even expensive pianos.

I feel so bad for them

when I see them thrown out.

I guess being on the streets devalues you,

no matter your original worth.

The fact that these were thrown out

makes me cherish them even more.

How cute.

They are cute, aren’t they?

Look, they're clean now.

Excuse me, sir. Please take us to Wanju.

What?

No, sir. No, don't…

Yes, we're going to Wanju.

Why would we go there, you nutjob?

Where is it?

Damn it. I swear I saw it fall down here.

Yes, I found my shoe! Yay!

Found it.

I found it.

What? You "found it"?

Yes, I found it.

Found what?

The holy grail or something?

Mother.

Mother, I'm sorry.

Well, since you're still recovering,

I don't want to waste my breath

talking about what can't be undone,

so I'll be quick.

Okay.

Heung insisted on staying by your side

until you fully recovered.

So I gave in and brought you home.

But I can't let you stay here any longer.

And I think you know why.

So leave discreetly

sometime today or tomorrow

if you have any decency left, all right?

Yes, ma'am.

All right.

Well, then--

First, I'll talk with him and then--

What's left to talk about?

I won't have you

messing with my son's head.

I want you gone without a trace,

like dust in the wind.

Is that really so hard to understand?

God, this is so frustrating.

She'll only kick your a*s to the curb.

- Why?

- Just look at yourself.

Sir, can we stop at the next rest area?

Jae-mi.

Where is Jae-mi?

She and your mother

seemed to be having a heated discussion.

Then she left.

My mother?

Hold on.

Jae-mi?

Jae-mi.

Jae-mi…

Jae…

Jae-mi!

Jae-mi.

Goddammit.

This is the seed paste

of the Pungyeong Eo clan.

It's made from a recipe

that has been passed down for 380 years.

The sauce base adds to its age-old flavor.

We only make our pastes…

once a year,

on the last day of lunar November,

in hundred-year-old pots

with no chemical--

Mother.

- We mix bedrock water with bamboo salt--

- Mother!

All the details are in the video.

Please excuse me for a moment.

First, you should taste our pastes.

They're finger-licking good.

- That's right. Please.

- Why don't you try…

You can't just kick out

someone who's still recovering.

Where did she go?

Well?

Where is Jae-mi?

Your begging only worked in the past

because I didn't know what was going on.

I told you the whole baby thing

was all my fault--

I'm talking about her menopause!

She confessed everything to me earlier.

Why would Jae-mi--

Exactly!

How dare she hide that from us

and then try to marry into this family?

That insolent little…

My God, you pathetic fool.

You're such a moron.

But why…

Thank God for the wedding fiasco.

Yes, our ancestors were helping us.

Any scheme you're cooking up won't work,

so don't even bother.

Just get over her.

Clearly, the two of you

weren't meant to be.

Why not?

Why can't I be with her?

Seriously?

I love her.

So what if she's infertile?

Maybe that's my fault.

I guess I can't be a father

because I'm still a child myself.

How is that her fault?

Why do you keep saying no? Why can't I…

Why can't I be with her?

Jae-mi…

Jae-mi.

What's taking him so long?

Shall I go check on him?

No need. You enjoy your food.

He's probably sprucing up in the restroom

before seeing his long-lost girlfriend.

What is he doing?

This is a public restroom.

Nice. It's giving edgy goth vibes

now that I've lost weight.

Hey, kid.

Do you want to know

what "edgy goth" means?

It means being damn sexy.

"Damn sexy"?

Heung.

Don't venture out by yourself.

You don't know your way around.

Are you all right?

I’m pretty sure our house

is about 4,000 pyeong.

Yet for some strange reason,

I find it suffocating in there.

Should I just run away from home?

No.

I like guys who own

100,000-square-foot mansions.

- Sure beats runaways.

- Wow, you're so materialistic.

That's the thing.

That's what everyone would think

if I kept digging my heels in,

determined to marry into this family.

Well…

So, that being said…

let's just say

I finally know my place now.

I think…

it's for the best to end things here.

Jae-mi.

Eo Heung, you're a tiger.

A tiger can't guard the forest

if it’s stuck watching one tree, right?

I'm not a tiger.

I'm a dog. A whimpering dog.

What? Says who?

Who dared to say such a thing to a tiger?

I'm a dog.

No, you're not. You're a tiger!

- Woof-woof.

- Roar!

- I whimper like a dog.

- You roar!

Woof-woof.

But you know, Mother.

Let me just say this one thing

before I leave.

The reason I've decided to give up

isn't because I can't get pregnant

or because I come from nothing.

I'm actually giving up

because I'm not good enough for your son.

So please stop…

treating him so badly.

What did you say?

Let's face it.

Your family members let you yell at them

only because you gave them an heir.

So why are you always so harsh

on your son?

He's your precious son,

so please be good to him.

Treat him with respect.

I'm asking you kindly as someone

who once was your future daughter-in-law.

Insolent brat.

But she sure can recognize a good man

when she sees one.

Well, I must say…

she wasn't all that bad.

Look here, if Heung is anything like you,

he'll forget that girl in no time

and fall for someone else

before we know it.

But what if he doesn't?

HEUNG'S KITCHEN

You ruined everything.

You're the reason my life is such a mess

and why I'm going through menopause

at this age.

It's all because of you,

you piece of sh*t.

It's either you or me.

That's the only way

we'll never cross paths again.

So if you're not going to let me go

or k*ll me right now,

then just let me be happy for once!

So drop dead or something already!

Jae-mi?

Jae-mi.

Jae-mi, wake up.

Jae-mi!

Bong-suk.

Hey, Bong-suk.

What? What is it?

I want corn on the cob.

What?

I'm hungry.

They're selling it just over there.

STEAMED CORN ON THE COB

He could've eaten at the rest stop.

I’m way too soft on him.

This is so sweet. Delicious.

It's me.

Where are you going?

So, I did some thinking on my way here.

I figured you'd be so angry

that you might punch me

if you saw my face, bro.

I pulled a fast one on you

back on the island.

And I felt bad about it.

But you still came to my rescue.

I'm so f*cking grateful

that I'm too ashamed to show my face.

It was to rescue Jae-mi, not you!

Careful!

You're so warm, bro.

Get off me.

Human body temperature is a funny thing.

You’d think we’d all feel the same,

just lukewarm.

But each person is different.

I knew it the minute I met you.

"Yes, of course. I'm glad you're here."

You grabbed my hand and shook it,

grinning from ear to ear.

I thought, "If I mess with him,

I'll feel like such an as*h*le."

That's rich coming from you.

I know.

"Anyone in my life gets f*cked."

"I don't want this guy to get hurt."

That thought really did cross my mind.

You really are warm.

Is that why you're good at taking pulses?

Hey, stop smoking. It's bad for you.

Oh, look who secretly cares.

Go home.

Hey, wait.

Are you all right?

- What do you mean?

- Well…

Well, your mother.

Is she still very upset?

I was just wondering

if you managed to sort things out…

Yes, I'm fine.

Jae-mi is doing better too.

Really?

Thank God.

Glad to hear it.

Hey.

Can I ask you something too?

You're finally showing

some interest in me.

Why do you go by Hae Jo,

Chae Seung-hyeok?

That's your real name. So why Hae Jo?

Did you run a background check on me?

That's usually my specialty.

And your father?

Seriously?

You're from a wealthy neighborhood.

Do you still live there?

What?

- Do your parents know you’re sick?

- Hey.

What are you doing?

Interrogating me

like I'm your daughter's suitor?

Give me a break.

Don't wanna answer? Fine.

Hey, can you do me a favor?

Here.

She lost this on the island.

She was really fond of it.

Can you give it to her?

Did you buy this shoe for her?

Well, yeah.

If you don't want to, forget it.

You can toss it or burn it.

I don't care. Bye.

Shoes.

Did you say "sh*t"?

Shoes.

I wanted to put them on.

You wanted to put on those shoes.

And go…

to you.

She wouldn't have made it

if it weren't for this shoe.

We found this in her pocket.

Luckily, the sole blocked the blade

from reaching her small intestine.

Oh, thank God.

Thank you so much.

Thank you for saving Jae-mi's life.

Oh, man.

A FEW DAYS LATER

Who are you?

- But it's here.

- What is?

Who is it?

Hey…

- Why you…

- Hey, no.

It's not what you--

Ouch! sh*t!

f*ck…