Mom!
Wait, calm down.
Please, ma'am, calm down.
. . . Ugly ham actor . . .
Mom!
You gotta help me.
Calm down, ma'am, that's it.
You're killing Mirim. And killing me!
I can explain.
My name is Han Songhi.
I'm a member. Mr. Yu is my teacher.
What you saw wasn't real.
It was all a put-on.
A show for some creepy chick.
What's she saying?
Well, um, er...
Mother, you've heard of stalkers?
Mr. Yu here has himself a stalker.
A seriously creepy one.
I was helping him to get rid of her.
That's the girl I saw crying.
It's true. I saw her myself.
. . . Baby . . .
Mr. Yu, I'll be going.
Huh? Oh, right.
Ma'am.
- Goodnight. - Night.
What are you doing here anyway?
Mirim. Isn't she here?
It's a shame. I feel bad for you.
Why? Cause he's a player?
I don't care. I never did like the neuter-boys.
It's not that. He's got a history.
History? What?
Prison? He did time?
Ask him yourself.
Good luck.
Go on home.
Explain it again.
Boram was lost, you both searched for him...
Yeah, she found him and I put him to bed.
And?
And here I am.
That's it?
Yes.
She wasn't here?
Never. Like she'd miss me so much she had to run over?
Good point.
Call her, chop-chop.
Ah, right. No phone. Mirim must have...
It's in your drawer.
Why didn't you ask for it when you came back to work?
I thought you'd give it to me. I forgot.
Here. Not picking up?
Thanks.
You see Seungi?
How were sales today?
Did you two fight?
If it's Mother...
Okay. I'll say you're not back yet.
Hello.
Seungi.
Mirim's not here. She went out.
Who knows? She didn't say.
May I come in?
Sure.
You over it?
Nope. Never.
Who you calling at this hour?
Mingi.
Please leave a message after...
What? No answer?
Mm.
You done for the day?
Stop.
Every day, "Mingi, Mingi."
He your fiance now?
Can't you see me?
Hear me out.
If Mingi committed murder, worse than murder...
if the whole world hated him...
I wouldn't let him down.
If it was a choice between seeing him again and walking...
I'd stay in this chair just to have him in my life.
When you push him away, you push me.
Try to understand. Please.
Night.
I'll get your phone.
Tomorrow.
Hey.
You're not asleep?
How can I while you're out?
You're all talk.
Uh-huh. And Seungi?
He came back with me.
Uh-huh. And Mirim?
I was wrong. She never showed up.
Uh-huh.
And dinner? You didn't eat anything.
C'mon. I'll make it.
C'mon.
Him and his "romance".
Once I'm on salary again,
I'll set up a minus account and the 2012 new model...
Want some soup?
Is that a no?
It's empty.
Ugh, these old eyes of mine.
Guess I need glasses. Whew...
Did Seungi eat?
What you saw wasn't real.
It was all a put-on.
A show for some creepy chick.
Han Songhi.
How long has it been?
Ten minutes, no more.
My Boram, my little Boram...
Do you get it?
What?
His mom.
I mean, he's not a kid.
So he kisses a girl? What's the big deal?
Maybe she's scared he'll knock you up.
Maybe it happened before.
Bingo, that's it.
That's why she freaked.
But players are careful.
Not that a mother would admit her boy's a player.
Are you sick?
No.
Father. Water?
That the last beer?
I can get you...
That's it?
Uh-huh.
I'll go get some.
Please, let me...
He never used to be like this.
Songhi.
I don't like it.
So he's upset, so he's mad, does he have to drink so much?
It's not that.
Today was...
Whatever. "It's nothing, he misunderstands," yada-yada-yada.
Whatever.
- Night. - Night.
I said never mind.
Father.
Who's at fault? Me, for caring about you.
Any coffee?
Sure, hang on.
No, I'll do it.
I'm closing the piano school.
Inok.
What will you do? Sit at home?
Sit, you kidding? I'll teach at home again.
What brought this on?
At this rate I'll never make ends meet anyway.
Better to quit now while I'm ahead.
Not cause of Dad?
Where's my head? They bellflower.
And they're calling for rain.
Jeez, more books?
You're keeping Korean publishers in business.
You need another bookshelf.
Spit it out or scoot.
Inok is closing the school.
Inok.
No need to fuss, it's not that serious...
Inok, are you there?
Yes, Father.
Sit.
Dad...
You're quitting?
Yes, well...
Drawing a line in the sand, is that it?
Father.
It's your school, your money, you'll pay me back.
So mind my own business?
Uh-oh.
Not at all, who could you...?
Fine.
Have it your way.
Where you go, who you see, what you do, it's nothing to me now.
Have it your way.
What is it with you?
Leave this house.
That's no way for a retired principal to act.
Think of your position.
It's not me, it's her.
I'll rear Dabin, don't think...
Stop. Dad, stop.
You've gone too far.
There's mad and there's belligerent.
Stop right there.
C'mon, jeez, Dad...
You okay?
Mom.
Songhi, you mind taking Dabin...
Sure, sure.
Where you going?
Inok...
We're going.
I said I'd take him.
No you won't.
You go talk to Inok, she's...
Dabin, wait for me at the elevator.
'kay. I'm off to school.
Good. Watch for cars.
Yes, sir.
Today you were 200% in the wrong.
You said she's the best daughter-in-law ever.
What changed you?
Hush. Just go.
She worked on this all last night.
She's pickling bellflower for your son's memorial service.
She's been killing herself to get ready.
Would she do that if she's what you said?
Would she make his favorite to honor his memorial day?
Dad, go talk to her.
And take the Boston cremes she likes.
Okay?
Ma'am, have you been here long?
Open the door.
Yes'm. You should have called.
I did. Last night.
Please, ma'am.
Some tea?
Not for me. Sit.
Ma'am.
I know you're busy so I'll keep it short.
Okay.
Jin knows everything. Did you tell him?
Huh?
Yes.
He didn't need to know.
I'm sorry. It wasn't an easy decision.
Why? So he would dump Sinyong?
So Mingi could have her?
Come on, you know better than that.
How could you think..? No, ma'am.
Well?
Mingi and he talked it out, they dealt with it...
Dealt? Just like that?
You think telling Jin will take care of everything?
You know what a self-sacrificing martyr he is.
But I won't have it.
I won't see my boy hurt.
Mrs. Jong.
Back again?
Yes. Excuse me.
Let's have some tea.
I'll come to the point.
How long will you use my boy like he's your son-in-law?
Use? I never.
It's been 7 years.
Which is far too long.
You call him to move a chair in the house.
I'll say it again.
This business of bossing an ex-son-in-law around...
went out with the Joseon Dynasty.
Now hold on.
Some things have to be said.
It's been 7 years and you're still doing it to him.
Are you saying it's my fault he hasn't remarried?
If the shoe fits.
He calls you mother-in-law, Jin brother-in-law,
moons over her picture every night.
How can he move on?
If I were you,
I'd cut it off for Hyongi's own good.
He's still young.
It's not right for him to be alone.
I see.
Cut it off and never see him again, is that it?
Not at all.
But the world goes on.
It's time to let him go.
Don't you worry.
When he finds someone, I won't let him near even if he begs.
How can he find someone with you hanging on?
Even an angel won't put up with him hanging around his late wife's home.
You're really something.
You've got some nerve saying that to me.
A mother will say anything where her son is concerned.
I won't lose another son to you.
One was enough.
What does that mean?
Mingi.
He's not an in-law to you, he's a son.
Now look here, he and Jin were friends long before Hyongi came along.
Which is why I understand how good he's been.
Especially to...
To Jin? Is that it?
So good he steals his girl?
His girl?
As if Jin has one to spare?
Are you... unsettled?
Ask Hyongi if you don't believe me.
He confirmed it all with Mingi.
2012. A clear Autumn day.
She's back after 5 years.
I'm going to see her again.
I told myself I was over her.
Don't look back, don't wait, bury it.
Cut her out of your heart, free yourself.
But it started again.
I'm happy to ride this rollercoaster if she's driving.
But it has to stop.
For her to smile again...
It has to end here.
Mister!
I'm not hungry.
Mister.
What is it...?
Don't leave her. It hurts too much.
Martyr love is no love at all.
Hush.
It's been 10 years. Jin will understand.
If Jin really loves her, he'll want her to be happy.
What?
Where did you see it?
Your USB.
You stole it?
Not stole so much as borrowed.
To put on my notebook.
You copied it?
There, okay?
Why did you call it "S"?
For Sinyong?
- Hey! - What?
I was talking here.
I'm impressionable, you know.
We're not friends, okay?
You're 10 years older than me.
More than ten.
You're proud of it?
Nyah-nah-nyah-nah-nah.
Hittin' on me? Old fart. Nyah-nyah.
Dorkity-dork-DORK!
It's not good deleting it.
Don't worry. I won't post it on the 'Net, probably.
Hey. I have a name.
Yuri. Jin Yuri.
Jin Yuri.
Call your next story "Y".
For Yuri.
Mister.
Your mother called.
She says come home for lunch if you can.
Ah.
Where are u? Call if u get this.
I'm here.
I'm in trouble.
I'm sorry.
I should be here to see you.
Instead I come when I need help.
Is that you?
Yes.
Come in and have some stew.
I'm not hungry.
Why? You eat the same time every day.
Not feeling well?
No, not at all.
Sit.
Ma'am.
You know where Mingi is?
No. Other than a txt saying he's fine.
Mrs. Jong told me everything.
Pathetic.
His best friend's girl?
Some friend, taking a cripple's girl.
Stalker martyr creep. Pining over her for 10 years?
Time to move on.
Huh?
Mingi. Time he moved on.
Ah, right. It will all work out.
You know what Mingi's like.
I do. That's what worries me.
He says he's fine and pouts inside.
Even mountains change in 10 years.
I'll join you if you're calling on Mirim.
I owe her a visit.
Later. I want a word with her alone.
Why? What is it now?
I'm not sure. She hasn't picked up all day.
Mirim?
Sick? Where is she?
She's not eating, not sleeping.
She looked awful when she came in.
Then she needs a doctor.
We can't just leave her.
Maybe not today, all right?
I don't think visitors are what she needs right now.
I understand, I do, but I'm not just any visitor.
Anyone would be bad right now.
She looks like death.
She couldn't lie still if her mother-in-law called.
Hello.
Uh-huh. Is Dr. Yu in?
No. He stepped out.
I see.
Inok.
I'm sorry. I have a lesson.
I saw you this morning.
In your car.
Is something wrong? You and your father...
Nothing's wrong.
Yes, Father.
I stepped out to buy some things.
Of course. Have you eaten?
I see. I'll see you at home.
Yes, sir.
Yes, hello.
Oh? A bad cough?
- What? - What?
My student has a cold so no lesson today.
I see.
You're leaving?
I need some air.
Inok.
Here. I'll drive you.
No? We'll take my car.
Dr. Yu... Sorry.
I need some air, too.
Come here.
Sit.
Okay.
Know any jokes?
Something funny enough to make me cry?
Oh...
Hmmm..
From the 'Net.
A kid's diary.
He says, "My dad bought a book called 'Senility Nevermore' yesterday."
"He bought it again today."
"What if he buys it again tomorrow?"
No good?
I got more.
Go ahead.
A guy I know got a government job.
His first day, they tell him to watch the office alone.
He really wants to do well. This old lady comes in.
The lady says, "I came to report a death."
He says, "Yours?"
There's more.
There's more?
He says, "Yours?" And she says, "I thought maybe I had to come in person."
Here.
Let me...
Sorry.
Bellflower?
Yes. Dried, trimmed and spiced.
Enjoy.
I will. Thank you.
Smells great.
Huh?
Kim Misuk?
I'm here...
You starting that again?
Kim Misuk... The Kim Misuk from the motorcycle club?
She wants me to join the tour this weekend.
Looks like I made quite an impression.
You must have.
What will you ride this time?
The old lady's scooter is broke down.
Look. My new romance.
Yeah, yeah, dream on.
Thanks for nothin'.
The contract?
End of the week.
She says she'll go on a hunger strike of her husband keeps resisting.
Hunger strike?
That's it. A hunger strike, oh yeah!
Did she go somewhere?
You're early.
Uh-huh. I want to talk.
To me?
Sit.
Looking for this?
Huh?
Ahem. I'm buying this.
Go ahead.
Put me back in charge and...
Clean up for dinner.
I won't.
No dinner, no breakfast, lunch or dinner tomorrow.
So it's a hunger strike?
Yeah, even if I starve.
Fair enough.
Wait, so...?
Starve.
You think I won't?
I do what I say, you old...
Whew, Hyongi is awful late.
You calling him?
And interrupt his date?
Huh? With Sera?
Sorry.
Drink. I'll drive.
No. I don't feel like drinking.
Ice water.
It's funny.
This is the second time you've turned me down.
I should be used to it.
Can I ask you something?
I have to ask.
Is this about the piano teacher?
You love her that much?
Enough to move on at last?
Sorry.
That's that. I can finally get over you.
I should go.
Don't get up.
Don't turn around.
He can't have left yet.
His dad?
What the heck.
Good morning.
What's good about it?
What are you doing here?
You're Yu Seungi's father?
Huh?
Kid's got my taste.
What a cutie.
Enjoy, Father. It's getting cold.
Thanks.
Be informal.
In time.
Did Seungi leave at dawn?
He had a round at dawn.
How do you two...
...know each other?
That's a long story.
Can I take my time, too?
Take your time? We'll be talking again?
Don't you want to?
That's not what I meant.
Today, I've got a question.
Do you mind?
Go ahead. You bought me coffee.
Seungi. He has a history?
He's at it again.
Brave? Or just stupid?
It's true.
He's got a record.
Not theft?
He's got a history.
You're here despite his divorce?
Huh?
On the rebound.
Rebound... re-... single.
And so young.
He must have been a baby.
What took you so long?
Park it. The meat's done.
I'm leaving.
Already? It's almost ready.
I'll eat on the way.
What about all this?
Eat it yourself. Freeze the rest and have it later.
Pretty dense for a novelist.
I told you I'm not much of an eater.
Give it to your neighbors then.
That's not what I... A party.
How about a farewell party?
It's been forever since I had a party.
Sorry.
Prove it by staying longer.
Don't just take off.
I'm not taking off.
You're here to write. Doesn't it take months to write a novel?
Goodbye. Don't drink too much.
That's it?
I'm all paid up.
That's not it.
I may never see you again.
Give us a kiss.
I don't kiss children.
Behave yourself.
Pssh.
I'm here.
Just our luck.
Hate me all you like.
I still love you.
You love anything in a skirt. Loser.
C'mon...
You seen my cell?
This is it. Don't come back.
Not the shop, not anywhere near here.
Where did this come from?
We're divorced.
The three months is a legal formality.
It's done.
There's no reason to come back.
Fair enough, but what about Mom?
I'm all for it.
I'm making money now.
I'll pay her for the shop and the apartment.
You won't see her either?
Good luck. Like that's gonna work.
What, so I have to be stuck with you, too?
What about Boram?
Don't even think about it.
Not until the divorce is final and your mother comes to terms with it.
Mirim, don't do this. You said I could see him once a week.
Take me to court. You'll never see your son again.
I'm his father. Once a week at lest.
Just once a week, okay?
Suit yourself, if you want to see me dead.
What's this? You're not...
You know how I can be.
You're creeping me out. What about Boram?
Your mom will rear him.
Get out or else.
Songhi, did you put the bellflower away?
No.
Where is it?
It was here yesterday.
Dad. Did you put the bellflower away?
I got rid of it.
Dad.
What now?
Father, if I may?
Father, the bellflower, it was to make...
You think my dead son would like that?
He'd like bellflower prepared by a huzzy that's in love with another man?
Why are you saying this?
What did I do wrong?
Yes, I should have explained sooner.
But you misunderstood.
I already told you that.
I saw it with my own eyes.
What did I misunderstand?
What did you see?
What were we doing?
We work in the same building.
Right next door.
Our children are in the same class.
He's Dabin's dentist. I'm his daughter's piano teacher.
Of course we talk.
We run into each other, we talk.
What's wrong with that?
Should I avoid him?
I talked to Dabin's father yesterday.
I didn't tell you because I know how it hurts you.
But the bellflower...
How could you throw it out?
Inok...
Inok!
Inok...
Don't walk so fast.
What do you want?
Ugh. You'll catch your death.
Oh, and Sungyong's mom called.
Thank you.
Come on.
Where?
Come on. Go.
Go, go.
- Sit down. - Songhi.
Pork, liquor and beer.
Tonight's the night for it.
Boilermakers, baby.
Songhi, I'm fine.
You now I hate pretending this, acting that, more than anything.
Well done.
Good for you.
Letting it out is good for you.
And keeps Dad from going nuts.
Drink.
Heartbreak, anger, anxiety, it's good for what ails ya.
C'mon.
C'mo-o-on.
One shot.
I'll tell ya, he had me there.
He's not completely wrong.
I know that.
That's why I'm so adamant.
Inok.
Yeah. I guess I'm not entirely uninterested.
I like seeing him. I think about him.
You like him.
Not quite.
But you're getting there.
Maybe I should just go.
Where?
The restroom.
Be safe.
Inok.
Oh, hello.
My turn.
Okay.
Going out?
You've had a few?
Yeah...
May I..?
Sure, please.
They don't have juice.
Want another?
Okay.
How much did Songhi tell you?
Nothing.
Then why are you here?
She said you're here.
Here. I'll do it.
I know how. My dad loves boilermakers.
Here.
Whoa, sorry, man.
You okay?
I'm fine.
Jeez, lush.
Your shoe is soaked.
Take it off.
I'm fine.
- Come on. - I'm fine.
It's soaked.
Here...
Hang on.
You should go.
I'll see you to the door.
Just go.
You going out again?
It's not just my father.
People know me here.
Songhi, I'm coming home.
Father?
Got it.
Father saw us. Go on. Bye.
No...
Dad, what's your deal? I was there.
He's...
Move!
Dad.
Dad...
Dad, Dad, you're not yourself.
After you've settled down...
Inok.
Get out.
Father.
Go now if you don't want Dabin to see this.
Dad. Creepy nuts.
Now you can do what you like, where you like, so why stay?
Get out and stay out.
Dad.
Out. Meet men, get drunk.
Do all the things you've been trying so hard do hide.
Dad. This is your answer?
What kind of school teacher is such a creepy ignorant nutcase?
What?
Songhi.
What did she do? Did she cheat?
What right do you have to stop her from falling in love?
What? It's your house? When you're dead...
I'm sorry, Father.
Sorry, Songhi.
Inok.
Dabin, you're up?
Don't cry, it's okay, that's a big boy.
Dabin, stay with grandpa.
I'll be right back.
Dad, Dabin...
Dad.
- Grandpa! - Dad! Dad!
Wake up!
Inok.