Subtitle by Aldi Arman
Directed by LEE Ha
JI Jin-hee
YANG Ik-june
LEE Mun-shik
Whenever things were bad I'd play a game
of not answering my phone.
This time I've been playing for over a week
up until I received a call from him.
It has been almost a year since he called.
There is one person from which I can't ignore the call.
It's him.
The song you are listening to now
is probably your first time hearing it.
Today, this jazz artist is the face of the New York music scene.
It was G.I. CHOO's unreleased piece called 'Stealing Highway'.
While I was studying in the U.S. I strolled into a club by chance
where I met him back when he wasn't famous.
That night, I was able to get the CD by paying for all his drinks.
This was the only copy he had made.
It's been so long since I've heard it.
But I can still remember the poor artist he once was.
You're so full of crap!
You've just been listening to Jl Sung-hee's music selection.
As always,
your songs compliment the weather so well.
Thank you for your great song selection and stories.
Now, it's time to say goodbye to Sung-hee.
Where will you go now?
No doubt you'll be going home?
Sung-hee?
Still admiring the music? Sung-hee?
A friend of mine
is probably on his way now to the studio to pick me up.
I'm going to get on his car and go to the coast.
When I get there tomorrow morning,
I will call my wife and tell her.
I want a divorce.
Looking for My Wife
Where are you going?
To call who?
A man should call home if he's been out all night.
You fucking kidding me?
My friend!
If we're at the seaside you should look at the ocean.
Isn't it great?
You trying to look cool?
When we're in this damn situation, huh?
You fucking trying to lecture me?
Then just call her here.
Just use your mobile.
My friend.
In situations like this, you use public phones.
So you don't leave any trace.
Like when you're cheating.
Then why did you say all that shit on the radio?
You probably made no.1 Google search, sucker.
I told you not to do that.
Do what?
I warned you not to do it.
Do what?
Told you not to talk down at me!
Oh fuck!
Come here! Stop,
you son of a bitch!
Bottoms up.
Hey. You know Young-pyo, right?
- BAEK Young-pyo? - Yeah
He went up for the municipal elections again and lost.
Fucking loser.
Of course he lost.
How come?
Young-pyo, the name means 'zero-votes'.
You're right!
His brother might have a better chance.
Why's that?
His brother's name means 'million-votes'.
Really? That's so funny!
I was joking.
Moron.
You fucking dick.
Don't throw your chopsticks when we're eating.
What are you going to do about the Mrs.?
What are you gonna do?
Hey!
D'you know what's the fastest way from Seoul to the coast?
Young-dong Highway?
Nope.
What then?
The fastest way...
is to travel with a friend who understands you.
Why do you gotta make me cry man?
Want more?
Yeah.
In life, you live alone. Life is a solo.
Even when l wonder and stray,
it's the reason I laugh.
Life is a solo. But I still laugh.
In life, you live alone.
Life is a solo, you live it alone.
You laugh alone even when you're lonely and tired.
Life is a solo but I still laugh.
My life is my joy.
Isn't she picking up at home?
No.
The girl from last night was 21. Believe that?
Hey, pisshead!
Try to pretend that you care for one minute, fuckhead.
Fucking dick.
Why don't you try her mobile?
I did.
Did you try your in-laws?
In this situation,
how could I call my in-laws?
Then in your situation,
would you call your parents when your wife's gone missing?
- Then could you try? - try what?
- Calling Young-shim. - Why me?
I think she's avoiding my calls so you should try.
She might pick up of your call.
No way, man!
Where's your fucking loyalty, man?
You're the one with no loyalty.
And you think she'll pick up after the shit you pulled on air?
That's why you should call her.
I told you, no!
- Just once, man. - Fuck no!
HWANG Dong-min!
You think this is about what you fucking want?
Why do you think I brought you along?
This is when friends should help out, man.
Shit.
Forget it! Disloyal prick! I don't give a shit!
I don't care if she's dead or alive.
Hey!
What if...
She's really gone somewhere to kill herself?
This is all your fucking fault!
- Fuck! - No it's not!
- She's not like that. - What would you know?
You don't know what she's capable of.
How come you know more about my wife than I do?
Must be fucking fantastic to be a know-it-all.
Also! Make your mind up!
Either call her by her name or Mrs. Jl!
Stop switching between the two.
Shit! What are we gonna do about Young-shim?
With that tone, you might end up calling her a bitch.
The problem we had was simple.
I lacked consideration.
You lacked the ability to understand.
I didn't have the strength to make you understand.
I don't know if it makes it easier, but it wasn't your fault.
So don't come looking for me.
I just hope you understand these words.
Goodbye.
Must've been a big shock.
It must have been.
But if I hadn't done it the way I did,
I thought you would never leave me.
Forgive me.
That's not it.
She left you.
Before you left her.
Your radio broadcast was at 2 a.m. two days ago.
This letter was sent a day before that.
Fuck! Fuck! Shit!
This can't be! It can't be!
I lived with her for 3 years.
And all she leaves me is one letter?
You think this makes sense?
I can't believe this shit happening to me!
You were the fool who went on air, idiot.
What you call me?
Fool? Come here, you bastard!
Come here, fucking son of a bitch!
C'mon! Fuck!
- Let's go. - Go where?
To find Young-shim.
- We should get going. - Why should I go?
We're friends, that why.
I don't wanna get involved in your arguments any more.
Sort it out yourself.
Argument?
You think this is about a fucking argument?
Okay, I get it. But don't you regret this.
I don't know what I'll do to her when I find her.
No. 1 news online?
Fuck that! I'll make it on to the 9 o'clock news.
Fuck off home, you son of a bitch!
You're no friend! Get out, fucker!
Fuck off!
Get out! Go home!
- Wait, wait. - what? Why?
It's your phone. It must be her.
- Where's my phone? Shit! - Where the Fuck did you put it?
Where is it?
It's for me. Hello?
Hey, Dong-hoon!
That crazy cock-sucking piece of shit.
Fuck! My uncles always calling to tell me he's in his death bed.
Every time I rush over to see him, he's healthy as a horse.
He calls me again to say that he's dying so I go see him,
again he's fine.
His will changes every day.
His eldest son gets his land one day, his younger son the next.
Jesus Christ.
Hey, man. Don't you get anything?
Why would l? He has children of his own.
You're practically one of his. You lived together.
If my cousins heard that, they'll bury me alive.
But where are you going right now?
What do you mean? I'm going right now.
- To where? - To your uncle's.
Why the hell are you coming?
Fuck man! We agreed to go look for Young-shim from tomorrow.
Why d'you keep saying 'we'!
Look for her on your own!
Friend.
D'you know what's the fastest way to find a runaway wife?
With a friend who understands you most.
Fuck!
These are my cousins and their wives.
So... Are you still dallying with that film of yours?
Yes, uncle, I am.
Then are you a director now?
It's almost ready, but I just need to find a female actress.
An actress?
It's already been 1 0 years since you started
dallying with that film of yours.
Then, if you keep preparing every day, does that mean it will happen?
About... the thing... the land.
Who did I say l was leaving it to?
- Yes, To me. - Yes, me.
To who?
- To me, father. - To me.
Alright.
Give it to him.
He's a poor kid.
Because he grew up without his parents,
he's not normal.
Wait a moment. Something feels wrong.
- Father! - Father!
No, Father!
He's gone to a better place. Dong-min, you poor bastard!
I'm sick of this. So fucking tired.
Hey!
Was this your room?
Yeah.
Cause it's a Chinese medicine house or something,
just smelling the place makes me feel energized.
By the way, what you gonna do from tomorrow?
About what?
About Young-shim.
We gonna go look for her.
To where?
Where?
Wherever.
You have no idea where she is, do you?
Yes. I have it figured out.
Really? Where do you think She is?
it's obvious. She's at a friend's place.
Which friend?
That, I don't know.
Hey.
- Hey. - what?
Let's go. We have to go, now.
What are you doing?
You crazy fucker.
Fuck.
Put it back. What are you doing? Let's Just go.
You crazy fucker.
They've got plenty. It's a fucking deer antler, man!
Hurry the fuck up!
What you gonna do with that? Why do you bring it? Shit!
Deer antlers, deer antlers.
What were you planning to do with why the fuck! Shit!
- He's up early! - Who is it?
You saw him last night. My uncle.
What?
The plan is simple.
- Right? - Right.
Elementary, middle, high school, and university friends.
Social clubs,
yoga club members, work colleagues.
And the phone numbers of all her family members.
- Your in-laws? - That's Right.
So you're saying you're gonna call everyone on that list.
Bingo!
Bravo.
Don't touch me, fucking dick.
Fucking stop it already!
So, let's see, 50 per class for 6 years in elementary equals 300.
50 per class for 6 years in middle and high school equals 300.
Plus 60 from university.
So 660 in total, that's not so bad, is it?
It took her three attempts to get into university.
So add another 1 50 on top of that.
Any more you wanna add?
See here, what's this, you ask. What could this be?
This here, is your wife's mobile.
She used this from 1 997 to October 2000.
To put it plainly,
this is the mobile she used while she was going out with me.
I worked my ass off so I could buy this for her birthday.
But why am I holding this, you ask.
Well, you came along with that pretty face and stole her away.
As soon as she returned from her holiday
she gave it back to me.
But why did I bring this with me to this place?
I couldn't bear to go through with your stupid plan!
You expect me to call every single person she ever knew?
Look.
This will have the numbers of everyone she's met
up until October 2000, right?
So basically,
from the thousands of people you mentioned before,
this thing has the few key people we need, saved in here.
You know? You follow?
- Oh my God! - Oh my God?
Get off me!
But it won't switch on.
Stop filming me, jackass.
Quick, quick, find it.
Find it.
From the girls, pick a name you like most from the list.
Okay! How about SHlN Young-shin?
- Hello? - Hello?
Is this SHlN Young-shin's mobile?
I'm SHlN Young-shin, not SHlN Young-shin's mobile.
I see. I don't know how to say this.
But do you happen to know someone called YOO Young-shim?
Who?
YOO Young-shim.
YOO Young-shim?
I wonder if it's one of my girls' name?
No one uses their real name here.
Oh, Young-shim?
Ruby?
Why would a girl who doesn't drink work at a bar?
It can't be.
How do you know if she's a drinker or not?
She never drank when we went out,
she just nibbled on snacks.
She's not a drinker.
You don't know anything about her, dumbass.
So shut up!
Mom, what is it?
- Where are you right now? - Why?
could you Come home?
I'm busy right now. What's wrong?
What do you mean you're busy! We've been robbed!
what?
Come home quick! Oh, my heart is racing.
What about dad?
His heart wouldn't stop racing so he's been taken to the hospital.
How much did they take?
Money's not the problem. Come quick!
Christ, did they take a lot?
Not that much. Just around 1 00 grand?
I told you not to keep it in the house.
You're so full of shit! Come home, right now!
Jesus Christ!
Shit! You startled us.
You the guys that called?
Yeah.
Which one of you is Ruby's husband?
I am.
You don't look like a faithful husband.
Don't take it out on that nice girl and just stay for a drink.
Aren't you going to receive these customers?
Are you coming down?
Get your ass down here, now!
I'm coming. By the way, Madam!
You know Miss YANG isn't coming to work today, right?
Why not?
Didn't she tell you?
She went To get a divorce.
what? With whom?
Goodness, who do think? Her husband, of course.
That madam over there
was a really famous fortune teller in Kwangju.
Get a nose job.
Then your husband will be back within a month.
Ever since she was little, her dream was to become a bar maid.
And so, maybe five years ago...
she sold her shop and
set up this bar right here.
But ever since we received her previous customers one by one,
now people think this place is a fortune teller's shop.
Why are you telling them shit they didn't ask about.
Go and receive customers at the hall.
But you know Miss YANG isn't coming in tomorrow too, right?
Why not?
She's getting married next week.
She says she's got a lot to prepare.
She's fucking insane.
Do you know who she's marrying?
Shut the hell up! How the fuck should I know?
You may be surprised.
But I studied in university in Seoul.
Although, I didn't get to graduate.
That's when I met Ruby.
It was after I quit school and was fortune telling in Kwangju.
One day I got a call from Ruby.
Young-shin, I have a question I'd like to ask.
Yeah, what is it?
There's something I've always wanted to do.
And I was thinking I should do it today.
Back then, I wanted to give her some deep advice as her superior.
'Ruby. 'Whatever it is, just do it. Believe in yourself.'
After I hung up,
I suddenly got the urge to read her fortune.
But that day, I was afraid to do it.
I felt anxious.
But she really almost killed herself.
The crazy bitch had slashed her wrists.
What?
The thing she wanted to do was to commit suicide.
What?
Didn't you know your wife had scars on her wrists?
What? Did you know about this?
No, I didn't.
- Did you? - Of course I did.
Actually, I didn't.
You're her husband. How could you not know?
You're right.
I don't think I've ever seen her wrists.
How could that be?
Did you really live with her for 3 years?
I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner.
I promise we'll be happy together.
I'm sorry. I guess my love changed.
Heartless bitch!
Fucking whore!
Why did she have to steal my man?
I'm the stupid bitch. I knew this would happen.
Fortune never lies, fucking moron!
Hey, sorry but...
You didn't finish your story.
Why did my wife try to kill herself?
Isn't it obvious?
There's only one reason a woman would do that.
Because of men!
What, what?
She didn't have any problems when we were dating.
Didn't you say you were her husband?
Yes.
Are being intentionally thick?
The point is!
Ruby wanted to commit suicide.
She may try it again.
And this time, she could do it for real.
You need to find Ruby.
Be nice to women!
What the fuck just happened? I'm so confused.
We picked the wrong name.
Picking her name was a shitty idea.
Shut the fuck up!
What did you do to make her want to commit suicide?
Where the hell am I going to find a runaway wife?
- How should I know? - Well, you should!
You said it yourself, 'fortune never lies.'
Look for a two-syllable name.
Two-syllable name? What's that?
A name with two-syllables. Don't you know?
Like HEO Jae and HEO Cham?
Yeah. Like Jay-Z and Jet Li.
But it's been so long since I last saw her face.
It might not be totally accurate, so keep that in mind.
Did we ask her if it's
a man's or a woman's name?
Weren't you paying attention?
If it's Jay-Z or Jet Li, it's a man's name.
Right.
I see your point.
Fuck!
Subtitle by Aldi Arman
Dude.
I was just curious.
Don't you get the urge to change your boxers
after a few days?
You dirty fucking hobo.
Here! Change your boxers.
Clean tighty-whities for your ass.
Dude! Can't you wash before you wear those?
Did you find anything?
Find what?
The two-syllable name, are there any in her contact list?
Right. The name.
Jesus. What the hell, man! She's your fucking wife!
Christ!
You fucking stink! Did you shit your pants?
Eat my shit.
You dirty fuck! You stink!
I found it! Hey, hey! I've got a name.
Two syllables?
YANG Sook.
Okay, that's great!
Fuck! I thought she was just some nut
but she's damn good.
Fortune never lies, you see.
- Fuck me! - Dude. There's one more.
YOO Kwak?
And YANG Sook.
You're shitting me. Are they for real?
This must be a fucking joke.
Dude! It's this way.
YANG Sook is a woman.
And YOO Kwak?
Is definitely a man.
YANG Sook isn't answering, and
YOO Kwak has changed his number.
The number you have dialed has not been recognized.
Please check the number.
Hey!
In the contact list there's this VNM thing.
What do you think VNM stands for?
VNM.
Fuck this.
V, Vietnam.
N, Nepal.
M?
- Macau, moron! - Macau?
Hello?
I believe you called.
My name is YANG Sook.
What?
- Did you say YANG Sook? - Yes.
What? YANG Sook?
She was in a lecture so she couldn't pick up.
Maybe she's a professor.
Nice. A professor. This could be it.
Yeah.
- Let's go! - Let's go!
I still feel sad whenever I think of Young-shim.
If she had just gotten over that phase.
We were both inexperienced then.
That's why I feel sad.
I'm attending an orientation meeting from today.
Let's meet at 8 a.m. in front of the village entrance.
Don't be late!
I told you not to be late.
There was a traffic jam.
Let's join us inside and we can talk about it over lunch.
- what? - Don't argue with me.
- Just do as I say, okay? - Okay.
Place the pen around your neck.
Excellent!
Especially you! It suits you fabulously!
Now, come with me!
V for Victory!
Welcome to VNM! The Victory Network Marketing!
Hey you!
What are you playing at?
What was our arrangement?
It was for you to participate in the seminar first.
Hey.
You think I'm going to fall for that?
Just tell me where Young-shim is.
I'm her husband.
Oh my. She got married.
She should've chosen a better life.
Don't worry, you have plenty of time ahead of you.
Tell me where she is.
Fucking bunch of retards.
What's your problem?
What did you say?
Sorry, he's with me.
He's got a hot temper, you see.
He's here to fix this temper of his.
C'mon, why don't we all sit?
C'mon guys, let's just sit down.
What's your problem?
We weren't arguing.
We haven't even greeted each other yet.
A greeting?
We'll do it.
Officially.
- Good afternoon! - Good afternoon!
- We aim for victory. - V!
Hello, my name is KlM Yang-sook, director of VNM.
KlM Yang-sook?
Are you all happy?
Hey! What did she just say?
Get a grip!
Did she just say her name was KlM Yang-sook?
Yes, Director KlM Yang-sook.
Director my ass!
So it is KlM YANG-Sook?
Yes.
She doesn't have a two-syllable name.
Dude. I don't think she's the one.
She didn't know Young-shim was married.
And her fucking name ain't the right kind.
Dude.
In life they say, every person is given three chances?
I think this is my final chance.
I think I can get rich this time.
And I think VNM is the key to finding my happiness.
Shit.
Are you ready?
Yes!
Do you trust your fellow colleagues?
Yes! I do!
Even though you could fall and seriously injure your head?
I trust in my colleagues.
Alright! Please put on the blindfold.
What a freak show!
If you truly believe in your colleagues, then jump!
- One! - One!
- Two! - Two!
- Three! - Three!
Jump!
Three!!
Yeah! Sir, you rock!
Everybody! Attention!
Ladies and gentlemen! Did you see that?
Yeah!
- This is... - Fucking nutjobs!
the heart ofVNM philosophy.
- Trust, unity and progress! - Trust! Unity! And progress!
Ladies and gentlemen!
Now, it's your turn to show us.
I would like to witness our new members' faith.
Is there anyone who will jump from this stand?
Is there anyone?
Ladies and gentlemen!
You dumb fucks!
Who'd be stupid enough to do that shit?
Hey, dude! Hey! You'll kill yourself!
Dong-min, no!
You fucking idiot!
Get a fucking grip man!
Dude!
- Trust, unity and progress! - Trust! Unity! And progress!
That freaking moron!
Do you believe in your colleagues?
I believe!
If you truly believe in your colleagues, jump!
- One. - One.
- Two. - Two.
- Three! - Three!
Three!!
- You motherfucker! - Hey, move!
Dong-min! You stupid fool!
Such a fucking blockhead! You poor bastard!
Hello?
Why the hell are you pretending to cry?
Mom. I'm not pretending.
Do you know how cross your dad is right now?
- Mom. - Come home this instant!
I can't right now!!
Why the hell are you crying? Come home, now!
Dong-min, you poor son of a bitch.
Why are you smiling?
You're such a mindless dick.
Do you know how depressing it is for me when I'm sick?
I have no family to care for me so I should eat well.