01x07 - Our Home Ground

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ROMANCE IN THE HOUSE

FAMILY VILLA

What?

I think both Mom and Dad slept out
last night.

Now that the misunderstanding
has been cleared up,

nothing can hold them back.

Hey.

Shouldn't your sister be up by now?

I forgot about her!

What?

Isn't it time to go to the airport?

She isn't home either.

You wench!

Byeon Mi-rae, you wench!

-Get out! Run!
-Okay!

Move out of the way!

-Hey!
-Mom, how could you...

Hey!

Hey!

Byeon Mi-rae!

What's that?

Did you move out?

What do people usually do

on their weekdays off?

They go to places
others would go on weekends.

Like that place?

Byeon Moo-jin.

Byeon Moo-jin!

-Have you sobered up?
-Move.

Did you come to your senses?

I said, move. I'm going home.

Use words, not violence.

Mi-rae's all grown up. She's an adult.

She's my daughter!

Would you have kept quiet
if it were Hyeon-jae?

She's also your daughter.

Although Mi-rae is our child,

she's smarter than us.

You know that very well.

You should go and listen
to what Mi-rae has to say first.

I'm sure she had her reasons. Okay?

Then where did she go with the suitcase?

E-TICKET

This brat...

Mom. You can't have both.

If you get back together with Father,

I'll leave the house

for good.

MI-RAE

The person you have called is unavailable...

The person you have called...

Mi-rae won't pick up
even if you call her 100 times now.

He's right.

She'll come home after she cools down.

MISS AE-YEON

MISSED CALL

MISS AE-YEON

Let me take it.

It's okay.

You're exhausted.

I'm not.

It's heavy. Just let me take it.

I told you, it's okay.

Just let me take it!

Are you okay?

I told you that it was okay!

This wouldn't have happened
if you weren't so stubborn.

What's so stubborn
about carrying my own suitcase?

Darn it.

-Let's go.
-To where?

My place.

Where are you going?

I need to look for her.

-Ae-yeon!
-Where will you find her?

-You looking for a needle in a haystack?
-Hold on!

Hold on. Ae-yeon, calm down first.

-Ae-yeon!
-Mom!

-Where are you going?
-My goodness.

-Ae-yeon, calm down.
-Mom!

Let go of me!

Hey.

Where are you going? To find Mi-rae?

Let go of me.

Hold on.

Why are you sweating so much?

You have a fever too. You must be sick.

Let go of me!

Are you okay? Let's go inside.

Move out of the way. Let's go in.

Let go of me!

Hey, you guys go home.

-What are you doing?
-Come on.

Let's go inside.

Geum Medal, be quiet.

Are you from the Bonghwa Geum Clan too?

It seems so.

Is that your room? Let's go.

Let's go inside. Come on.

There you go.

-Hey.
-Lie down.

Hey!

Hey, don't go anywhere.

-I'll make porridge and pick up medicine.
-No.

Please. You have a high fever!

It's the alcohol.

What?

I'm not sick.

I'm hungover.

Oh...

It's this building here.

Actually, I should just go.

Thank you for trying to help out.

I must take care of you today.

I won't ask you for a laundry service fee,
so give it here.

Ms. Mi-rae, you left home.

-Hold on.
-What?

What?

They're my friends who live downstairs.

I run Yong Dong Taekwondo.

The maestro
of Korean traditional martial arts,

Cho Hak-seung.

Hello. I'm Tae-pyeong's colleague
and friend,

Son Hyeong-ki. Hi-yah!

I'm Byeon Mi-rae.

Please go inside.

No, I was about to leave.

What?

In that state?

Are you hungry?

EPISODE 7
OUR HOME GROUND

Come in.

Get changed and come on out.
I'll prepare a meal.

Okay.

What am I doing here?

I'll eat quickly and leave.

What?

What's up with these clothes?

Let's go and take photos
of our best moments.

Let's borrow clothes from Jeong-in.

Oh, no!

She's the one
who's been on your mind, right?

When did you get so close enough
to invite her home?

We'll be on our best behavior today,

-so set us up with her friends.
-Please.

My room doesn't smell bad, does it?

Ms. Mi-rae, please sit here.

Let me go to my room for a second.

Please sit.

Ms. Mi-rae, your outfit is perfect
for our rooftop omakase.

"Omakase"?

Yes, there'll be
pork belly, pork neck, and pork jowl

as well as fried rice.

I see.

You'll be cold
if you stay out here for long.

Tae-pyeong, can I ask
how the two of you met?

If you don't mind.

She works at the mart.
She's a food merchandiser.

So she got close to you
as you guys kept running into each other.

Right. People prefer to meet someone
naturally these days.

No, they prefer to start dating
after sleeping together now.

You punk.

Just shut up and eat your food, you punk.

Is it good?

Yes.

It's very good.

Now that

you've filled your belly,

why don't we have a drink?

-Don't be ridiculous.
-I asked Ms. Mi-rae.

I answered on her behalf.

Give me a glass.
Pork belly calls for some soju.

All right. Shall we have a glass each?

CHIEF TAX ACCOUNTANT
OH JAE-GEOL

KIDS' MOM:

When will you send me
this month's child support?

I need to pay for the kids' lessons.

Send it on time.

KANGHAN BANK

WELCOME, MR. BYEON MOO-JIN!

KANGHAN CREDIT LOAN

OPEN A CREDIT LINE

BYEON MOO-JIN

-Yes, Moo-jin.
-I sent you the fee.

Oh, you did?

Hey, you sent me the wrong amount.

You added an extra zero by mistake.

For goodness' sake. President Byeon,
how could you be so clumsy?

What would you do without me?

Jae-geol.

Just let me know if you need money.

This punk.

He knows everything.

Damn it!

I picked up some hangover soup for you.

JPLUS SUPERVISOR BYEON MI-RAE

The person you have called is unavailable...

This brat...

What?

I came to make you some ramyeon,
but it looks like you already ate.

Ae-yeon, what are you going to do
with President Byeon?

Listen.

Boyfriend.

Husband.

Stranger.

Among those three options,
which one do you really want?

Don't you think
it's about time to make up your mind?

I'm worried that you'll ruin
your relationship with your daughter.

By the way,

why are President Byeon and Mi-rae
on such bad terms?

It's my fault.

To Mi-rae,

I bad-mouthed her dad too much.

Every time Byeon Moo-jin caused trouble

and I had to clean up his mess
with gritted teeth,

I turned to Mi-rae

and vented to her.

But once she was all grown-up,

I saw on TV...

that it's how mothers...

use their daughters
as their emotional trash can.

You only did that...

because things were tough for you too.

Mi-rae was the only one you could lean on.

It's all my fault
that she's like this now,

so how could I get back together
with Byeon Moo-jin?

It doesn't matter how I feel.

-Hey, get up.
-What?

Hurry up. Go downstairs. Be careful.

-All right.
-Let's go.

MISS AE-YEON:

Byeon Mi-rae, I know.

You must've had your reasons,
and that I let you down.

But

I had my reasons too.

Let's talk face-to-face.

Call me.

Okay?

Just leave it.

I'll clean this up and leave.

Would you like another drink?

Have a seat.

There isn't much in the house
because I live alone, right?

Your place is quite simple.
It's so like you.

What's your room like?

My mom is in charge of it.

Can I ask why you're so upset?

It's simple.

I hate the idea of the person
I love the most

getting back together
with the person I hate the most.

I grew up watching

how much my mom struggled.

They should've never met
in the first place.

If they hadn't met,

you wouldn't have been born.

That would've been better.

I know how it feels to think
that it would've been better

not to have been born.

Especially when I see people
who make fun of my very existence.

CEO Nam Chi-yeol is

my father on paper.

But he's actually my brother.

One day, Grandpa came home
with a newborn out of nowhere.

But he couldn't let anyone know

that the baby was his child.

Father thought it was a win-win situation
to opt out of a fight over inheritance

by accepting his newborn brother
as his son.

After I found out in middle school,

I left home and lived in a dormitory.

Were you okay?

Strangely, I wasn't that surprised.

In hindsight,

Grandpa particularly doted on me.

And Mother was particularly cold to me.

And Father...

He thinks it's his fate
to do his fatherly duty

until the very end.

Though there's no need to do that now.

It must've taken a very long time
to tell this story

without getting emotional.

I have no sense of responsibility.

I'm just pretending to be carefree

when I'm actually running away.

It's okay to run away.

It isn't your fault.

And it's a good thing that you were born.

You're doing great.

You too.

Mr. Nam Tae-pyeong,

why do you keep doing this to me?

Do you really not know?

Oh, it's getting late. I should get going.

Where will you go at this hour?

Just sleep here. I can sleep downstairs.

I'm going back home.

I'm serious. Don't worry.

Then I'll take you home.

I called a taxi.
It's coming. It'll arrive in one minute.

I'll get going.

But...

Bye.

SEONGBON HOSPITAL

Thank you for coming.

Of course, we came. He was our teacher.

-Please enjoy the food.
-Okay.

By the way, isn't Byeon Moo-jin coming?

I wonder too.

Our teacher looked after him so much.

The bottom of the class, Moo-ron.

That's right.

It was the teacher's goal
to make him learn the basic knowledge.

He left the task
to our President Oh, the top of the class.

I heard he played pro baseball shortly,
but he has been struggling ever since.

That's right. He called me once years ago.

He asked me if he could
borrow some money from me.

He said he got scammed
and needed it urgently.

Jae-geol, didn't he call you?

He would've called you first.

Why would I keep in touch
with that b*stard, Byeon Moo-jin?

Unbelievable.

Hey, do you think Byeon Moo-jin

can dare to sit at the same table as me?

He used to crawl on the floor
without a penny.

That b*stard hasn't changed at all.

He can't do anything right!

He's just a stupid b*stard

who's incapable of doing anything
but got extremely lucky!

Hey. Stop.

What's your problem, you b*stard?

-He's here.
-Keep it down.

I'll come back
just before the funeral cortege leaves.

Thank you.

Byeon Moo-jin!

I sent back the money you gave me.

I can send it right back to you.

I don't want it!

And find yourself another tax accountant.

Oh Jae-geol.

Why are you mad at me
when you're in the wrong?

If you don't like the bonus, let's say
that it's early condolence money.

Bye.

Byeon Moo-jin, you think you're so great?

-So you lash out when you're embarrassed.
-Hey!

Stop trying to lead me by the nose.

Just... Just report me.

Put me behind bars for embezzlement!

-"Embezzlement"?
-Seriously. What's that about?

Oh Jae-geol?

I thought
you deserved a few dozen million.

That was why I sent the money.

So stop complaining
and continue to be my tax accountant.

I won't accept your resignation.

Hey.

Hey!

Damn it.

Thank you for coming.

How did you know my father?

On my first child's first birthday,

Mr. Park somehow found out about it
although I hadn't told anyone,

and sent a gold ring for the baby.

He was a good man.

Mr. Byeon Moo-jin!

Mr. Byeon.

It's me, Yang Cheol-hong.

I was your direct junior
back in our Dragons days.

Right. It has been a while.

Do you remember me?

Man, it's been so long.

Right. You must be here for a funeral.

Aren't you here
for our former coach, Mr. Park's funeral?

Did Mr. Park pass away?

Yes, he had a chronic illness.

Aren't you here
because you received the news?

Well,

I changed my number
and I quit baseball ages ago.

Anyway, I saw you on TV from time to time.

It feels like only yesterday
that you went to join Major League.

But not too long ago, you had
a fancy retirement ceremony

-and went back to the Dragons.
-Yes.

They hired me as a coach,
so I'm working hard.

It's all thanks to you.

You were my role model.

Right. This is my wife.

Honey, you know Mr. Byeon Moo-jin.

I've heard a lot about you.
You're my husband's savior.

Did you see him?
Wasn't he Yang Cheol-hong?

No way. How fascinating.

I can't believe I saw him here.

Yang Cheol-hong?

He always talked about
how he would've remained number two

had you stayed on the team.

Thus, you're our savior

who passed down
the title of Korea's cleanup hitter.

He had to leave due to a shoulder injury,

so I felt like I had stolen his position.

I felt like I was winning in life alone.

By the way, is your wife doing well?

Cheol-hong.

-That's enough.
-What?

-What did I do?
-Just...

Go inside and attend the funeral.

-Moo-jin.
-Isn't that Byeon Moo-jin?

-It's him, right? It's him.
-He's with Cheol-hong.

So you are alive.

Everyone, Mr. Byeon Moo-jin is here.

God, it's been so long.

Moo-jin!

Geum Ae-yeon,
what are you doing right now?

-You're late.
-Ae-yeon, what are you doing here?

I thought you were too busy to come.

I've already paid my respects to Mr. Park.

Ms. Geum.

It's you, right?

Do you remember me? I'm Yang Cheol-hong.

Yes, Cheol-hong! Of course, I remember.

You were his minion
who used to follow Moo-jin around.

-There are so many familiar faces here.
-Hello.

We only meet on such occasions
since we're busy making a living.

By the way,

-I met our tax accountant earlier today.
-"Our"?

They're making us pay
tens of millions of won in taxes.

Owning buildings isn't lucrative anymore.

Honey, should we
just sell all the buildings we own?

"All the buildings"?

You must own many buildings.

Yes.

I won't say how much they're worth.

People will get jealous.

Cheol-hong, you're on fire these days.

You were recruited as a coach
right after retirement.

I'm working hard.

Yes. You should work really hard.

The Dragons rarely win these days.

We didn't do so well this season.

Even if the team comes in last,

you'll always be
the nation's cleanup hitter.

Well... Right.

We'll get going now.

-See you around, Cheol-hong.
-Sure.

I'm so jealous.

What a snake!

How dare he humiliate you
with that smirk on his face?

-How far are we going?
-Until those jerks can't see us!

You can stop now.

Byeon Moo-jin, are you a fool?

Why did you let him
humiliate you like that?

And why did you interfere?

Why did you lie?

Even if we act like we're doing great,

as if we're happy,

and successful, nothing changes.

I see what it is.

It's all about your damn ego
as a baseball player.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know it'd still matter to you.

Ae-yeon.

Byeon Moo-jin.

Do you know what your biggest problem is?

You think you're the only one
who had to give up something

so important in your life.

You only think about yourself.

Byeon Mi-rae.

Let's go inside.

I asked Father
to take care of Hyeon-jae temporarily

just until he comes back to his senses.

Okay.

That's why I had some drinks.

I couldn't believe
I drove you to make such a decision.

I was so embarrassed of myself...

that I couldn't face you.

That was why I went there.

That was all.

You know that, right?

I know.

I'm sorry for making you worry.

You're back now, so it's all good.

Byeon Moo-jin was worried about you too,
thinking it was his fault.

Were you with him while I was away?

In our house?

No. Actually...

I understand.

Understand what?

I'll mind my own business.

Date him if you want.
I'll stop getting in the way like a child.

Byeon Mi-rae,
what's with you, all of a sudden?

You guys will break up soon anyway.

I'll go to bed now.

Byeon Mi-rae!

You haven't told the truth yet.

Why were you there with that guy?

You were at the team dinner.
Was he there too?

I guess he must've gotten very drunk.

Of course, you didn't have his address.

You couldn't leave him on the street.

That was why you decided
to drop him off at a motel, right?

Right?

That's right. I had a situation too.

Of course. I understand.

So what exactly was it?

I won't tell you.

I no longer have to report
everything to you.

NO ONE ASKED ABOUT THE CULPRIT

THEY HOPED THE NEXT VICTIM
WOULDN'T BE...

You're cowardly, right?

Be nice to people. And don't get greedy.

If you got lucky and became rich,

you should be thankful
and be nice to people.

What are you burning?

Traces.

"Traces."

Oh, my eyes.

Go outside and soak in the sun.

I take vitamin D supplements.

Draw the curtain again and go to work.

This is exactly why
the neighbors keep calling you a nerd.

Single genre writers like me
receive such accusations.

You need to get used to it, honey.

SMASH HIT WRITER
LEE SEOL-ROK

For a while, you went outside often.

Why are you doing this again?

Yes.

Are you channeling
the creative spirit now?

I'm nearly done with the story.

I was uncertain
about this season's villain.

I know exactly what to do now. Yes!

I hope we can move into the apartment
without taking out any loans

like you said.

Of course.

And if this novel hits big,

let's try IVF again.

-Really?
-Trust me.

What are these?

We decided to make a garden
on the rooftop.

A garden? All of a sudden?

My wife complained so much
about the increased vegetable prices.

Let's plant all the green onions
and chili peppers.

I'll plant cabbages and chicory
for the pub.

I'll plant marigolds.
My late wife loved those flowers.

Was this the landlord's idea?

Why? Don't you like it?

Does Unit 202 have a different plan?

No, we don't.

Jeong-hyeok, are you going somewhere
to make kimchi?

What?

Well...

I'm going to...

I'm going to build a greenhouse.

My wife likes strawberries, you see.

That's nice.

"I no longer have to report
everything to you"?

Your daughter is testing you!

I want to barge into her room
and grill her until she tells the truth.

But I should control myself, right?

Ae-yeon, in my opinion,

the mother-daughter relationship is
as problematic as the father-daughter one.

-What do you mean?
-Until now, the mom without a husband

and the daughter without a boyfriend
have stayed too close.

How much longer do you plan
to live with Mi-rae?

-What?
-Mi-rae should move out soon.

It's actually past that time.

Medal!

Wake up already! Let's eat.

The sun is high up in the sky.

My goodness.
Medal, are you shedding again?

Your fur is in every nook and cranny.

Did something happen to the bookshelf?

It is meant to be there
to organize the books.

You should put paper away, okay?

Medal, get out. I'm busy.

Medal, let's eat.

You're back.

We were worried sick.

I mean, your mom.

Mi-rae.

You're like low-sales stock.

The products
that gather dust due to low sales.

Even a clearance sale
doesn't make them sell,

but they have a lengthy shelf life,
so we can't discard them.

A food merchandiser's worst nightmare.

You destroyed the balance in my family.

It's a downright mess!

I'm sorry.

I didn't know that it'd get so messy

until I came back.

I'm an ignorant man
who can only use his body.

However,

there wasn't a single moment
that I didn't want you.

Don't lie to me.

Mi-rae.

Mi-rae.

MIHYANG NOODLES

YOU MET YOUR CREDIT LIMIT
TRANSACTION DECLINED

KANGHAN BANK

I thought
you deserved a few dozen million.

That was why I sent the money.

So stop complaining
and continue to be my tax accountant.

Would it be okay if I go first?

Sure, go ahead.

Thank you.

Come on in.

I ordered two bowls.

If you give me your bank account number,

I'll wire you the money
for the noodles tomorrow.

Forget it. It's nothing.

You run a hair salon
across from the real estate agency.

I'll drop off the money tomorrow.

Then come get a haircut instead.

I knew it.

Your scalp feels quite hot.

If you leave it that way,
you'll lose your hair.

Hair loss?

I'll give you a scalp treatment for free.

Make sure you drop by.

MS. MI-RAE

Did you get home safely?

READ

The taekwondo gym must be closed today.

-Are you in front of the gym?
-I was passing by.

I thought breaking some boards
would make me feel better.

I'll teach you something else today.

What will you teach me today?

This.

No, thanks.

Why not? Are you scared?

I don't want to ride it.

I don't know how to ride a bicycle.

Didn't you learn it in childhood?

Usually, dads...

I guess dads teach such things usually.

It'll be okay if I teach you.

Let's just try it for ten minutes.
If you don't like it, you can quit then.

Remember two things.

"Don't stop pedaling.
Don't look down but far ahead."

Which one should I do first?

Do both at the same time.

You'll pick it up soon. You're athletic.

All right. Let's go!

All right. Balance yourself.

-Don't let go.
-Okay.

-Are you there?
-Yes, I got you.

-It's working.
-Keep your hands on the handle.

-Why did you push so hard?
-I didn't push.

You're doing well.

Mi-rae, are you okay?

You let go, didn't you?
I told you not to do that.

And I didn't want to learn it anyway.

In that case, shall we stop here?

If you lack the talent,
it can't be helped.

Don't let go until I tell you to.

-Okay?
-Okay.

Let's go again!

-Don't let go, okay?
-Okay.

To the left.

Ta-da!

Then teach me right away.

I want to ride this to school
starting tomorrow.

Okay. Let's go.

Dad, come and teach me
how to ride a bicycle.

Come on.

Mi-rae, Yeong-cheol is
in the neighborhood.

I'll be back soon.

Okay? I'll teach you when I come back,
so please wait.

Yang Cheol-hong hits another home run!

-This is the beginning of a legend!
-Sir, let's watch something else.

Where's the remote?

Why? Aren't you guys fans of the Dragons?

Fans, my foot.

You don't know what you're talking about.

The one who should be there
isn't Yang Cheol-hong,

but him...

Lee Yeong-cheol.

Cut it out.

I just think it's a shame.

A shame, my foot.

I'm practically an invalid now.

Seriously.

You should've kept playing baseball.

Why did you suddenly do manual labor?

So your baby was weak in the womb and
you needed money for the hospital bills.

I get that,

but look what happened to you
because you slaved away for hospital fees.

What's this?

In Busan, you were the pride and future
of Daepo High School!

Future?

There's no such thing.

Let me be completely frank. Back then,

if you hadn't had Mi-rae...

Your career and your future
got ruined because of Mi-rae.

Isn't that right?

No one could say it to your face.

But everyone said
that your child tied you down

behind your back.

Even though you never wanted it,

you're a parent.

So take responsibility.

It was that day.

You're doing well. Keep pedaling.

Don't let go until I tell you to.

All right. Don't look down. Look ahead.

Look far ahead.

What? Mi-rae.

Mi-rae, slow down.

Let go.

-Let go!
-Slow down.

Let go!

Move out of the way!

Hey! Byeon Mi-rae!

Ms. Mi-rae, are you okay?

I'm okay.

-It's an emergency patient!
-Emergency!

-Emergency!
-Here!

-Which way?
-Over there.

-She broke her arm.
-Please wait.

Where's the operating room?

Stop making a fuss!

-Hey, we need to lay her down.
-Okay.

Let's lay her down.

Excuse me, how much longer
does she need to wait?

Many people are waiting.
We're going in order.

But she's... She's an emergency patient.

How come...

Don't call her.

Don't tell Mom.

Why did you get in the way?

It was a pedaling mistake.
A sudden unintended acceleration.

You don't even know how to ride it.

What were you doing, you punk?

I'm sorry.

Was I supposed
to watch you get into an accident?

You should've just watched it.
You should've ignored it

even if I got hurt or k*lled!

Why on earth did you do that?

How am I supposed to know?

Ms. Byeon Mi-rae!

Stop fighting and get your X-rays taken.

Okay.

BRAVO TTEOKBOKKI

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Had she been young,

I would've smacked her back right away.

I can't do that anymore

because your sister's grown up.

Right?

So...

this old mom
should just let her win, right?

Okay.

There's no ligament tear or bone fracture.

But if the pain is unbearable
or the swelling persists,

get an MRI scan
at a nearby orthopedic clinic.

Okay.

Sit here. Be careful.

I can walk, okay?

Today, I'll push you from behind.

Your father got so angry that
he left after paying the hospital fee.

I forgot to get your medicine.

Wait here. I'll go to the pharmacy.

Let's just return this.

Just let me walk home.

Byeon Mi-rae.

Don't ever do
something so dangerous again.

Understood?

Baseball is

the only ball-related sport

in which a game ends when a person

leaves and returns home.

And to me, my family is

the only home ground.

So,

I had no choice but to return here.

Mi-rae.

Back then,

I'm sorry that I didn't keep

my promise.

I promised to come back quickly
and teach you...

how to ride a bicycle.

It wasn't you.

I hated myself.

Work, being the head of a household
and a father.

I couldn't do anything properly.

And I despised myself.

Mi-rae.

How could I ever regret having you?

You're such a precious daughter to us.

The best thing I did in my life

was having you guys,

Mi-rae and Hyeon-jae,

with Ae-yeon.

I'm satisfied with that.

That's enough for me.

Don't be mistaken.

I'm only crying because my arm hurts.

Okay.

Wow, isn't it nice?

-Let's go.
-Let's go.

PLEDGE

If I, Byeon Moo-jin, fail to be reunited
with Geum Ae-yeon,

I will pay the alimony owed.

As alimony, I'll hand over the villa

to Geum Ae-yeon.

ROMANCE IN THE HOUSE

What's this?

Pack up and get out.

Get out!

Ms. Mi-rae,
instead of just running into each other,

why don't we go on a date next time?

How dare a mere employee do that?

"Youngsters?"

Does President Byeon have an accomplice?

No way. Did President Byeon really...

Mom, the thing is,

I saw Father's secret box.

"Secret box"?