Be Strong, Geum-soon
I am not lonely, because I have a dream
And I won't give up
< Episode 156 >
Will you really be fine after the surgery?
Yes. I believe so.
No need for cancer medication?
Probably not.
They have to open me up first.
OK then. Good.
Are you worried about me?
How can you ask such a thing?
You hate me.
You know that?
Of course I do. I did a terrible thing.
You wouldn't be here if it weren't for Eun-jin.
Gosh...
Will you stop this?
Why do you always wait until Eun-joo or I come to get you?
How dare you give me that look.
Don't do it again.
Or I'll really teach you a lesson.
Eat. Let's eat.
Yes, let's.
You're not done yet?
Hang on.
What's taking so long? Hurry up.
Do you want to make your son wait?
I'm done.
How do I look?
You're very pretty. Let's go, we'll be late.
OK.
That's him?
Woo-joo.
It's me, your mom.
Hello.
Hi.
How are you?
Hello.
You're Park Woo-joo, huh? Do you know who I am?
Yes. How do you do?
I'm glad you came. We missed you a lot.
We're his parents, Ha Sung-ran and Noh Shi-wan.
I see.
Be a good boy.
- Goodbye. - Thank you.
Shall we?
Woo-joo.
Let's go.
How was the trip? Was it boring?
Let's have a shower and rest.
It's hard flying all alone.
Go inside.
Do you like your room?
Your mom spent most of her time in here.
Change into something comfortable, OK?
The clothes might be a bit small. You've grown.
Of course. It's been years.
I'll wear my clothes. I'll unpack first.
OK then. Shall I help?
Yes, let's unpack.
I can manage. You can leave now.
Let mom help you.
I'll do it.
I'm here because dad sent me.
He's having a hard time, so I wanted to get out of his way.
So don't mind me.
I'll be gone in a year.
I want to change and unpack now.
OK.
You don't want us here now, right? Come out when you're done.
Hello.
Hi. I'm here to see Hwee-sung.
- Go on inside. - Thanks.
Hwee-sung.
Doing well?
Yes.
Good. Full of energy, as usual.
We have a lot in common.
We do something when we shouldn't, instead of when we're told to.
You never said ''dad'' when I asked you to.
Then you say it in front of your grandparents.
You put your mom on the spot.
But thanks.
For calling me dad.
So I got you... a present.
Here.
Do you like it?
Yes.
Oops.
You look great. Nice.
Listen to your mommy.
OK.
I have to go. Be a good boy, OK?
OK.
(Oh Mi-ja Hair Salon)
Yes?
You have a visitor.
Who?
- Let him in. - OK.
I'm Kim Il-woo. It's been a while.
Yes, it has been.
Sorry for surprising you. I should've called first.
I saw the newspaper article. You live on an island.
You saw that?
Yes.
I live there.
I thought you were in Busan.
I was.
3 years ago, my wife...
passed away.
So I sold out and moved around...
before moving there a few months ago.
I see.
You haven't changed much.
Please...
I have. I'm over 50 now.
Already?
I've become old too.
I met your sister.
Before she emigrated, she told me that...
I'm your son's father.
Can I...
meet your son?
Wh... What?
You... You heard her.
A sanitary napkin commercial?
So what? Male models do it too.
Even then, a man in an ad for sanitary napkins?
No, granny.
It's the trend. They prefer guys.
But Geum-ah, even I don't like the idea.
Are you in shock?
No. Shock? Not at all.
I'm fine. So what, all commercials are the same.
I've seen men advertise them before.
It's OK.
And you were too embarrassed to tell me that up front?
You think I'm so narrow-minded?
Gosh...
What, ma'am?
You and Geum-ah don't know me well.
I'm not that narrow-minded.
My motto is, ''Be open-minded.''
You know that, right?
Oh, yes... I do...
My goodness...
Stop saying that.
You should open your mind up too.
Who cares what the product is?
It's Tae-wan's big break.
Really?
Yes.
All this will become history the day he becomes a huge star.
Right? Every star has a past.
You're right.
Money does change you. Your motto changed in less than a day.
It hasn't changed. That has always been my motto.
Really? How come I didn't know that when we've lived together for 30 years?
They'll have just met Sung-ran's son.
No, look at the time. They'll be at home by now.
Stop sighing during the meal.
Sorry. I keep forgetting.
I know I shouldn't, but I feel so empty.
It's his fate. Just accept it.
Yes, mom.
And Hwee-sung will have a new dad soon.
They're moving out this weekend.
Like I said, it's reality. You have no choice.
Mom.
But life still goes on. So cheer up and eat.
You too, dad. You have to eat.
Geum-soon's late.
Hwee-sung, where's your mommy?
Good job.
- Clean up. - OK.
Bye. See you tomorrow.
Bye, see you.
- Goodbye. - Bye.
You're here already?
Am I too early?
No. I'll be done very soon.
You want a drink?
No.
It's quite big. How are things?
I don't know yet. I like my supervisor.
Why won't you keep your promise?
My massage.
My hand isn't healing because you won't massage it.
Really?
Do it now.
I'll start now.
Is it OK? Not too hot?
No. It's fine.
Painful?
Not at all.
Good. I've been wanting to do this for you.
I'll put some pressure on it. Tell me if it hurts.
It's really not healing at all?
Nah. I was just threatening you.
You scared me.
It's getting better, right?
Not yet. I just started rehab.
Can you come by at this time every evening?
I'll massage you every day.
That might be troublesome though.
It sure will be.
It depends on this session.
OK.
So, this is what your hand looks like.
Just like you.
Wow, such long fingers.
Cute pinky fingernail.
I wish you can become a doctor this year.
Hi, hand.
You're upset and worried too, right?
You're doing great. Let's bear with it and cheer up.
You want some help?
Yes.
And the leeks.
Huh? You don't like leeks.
You said they're good for you.
Good boy.
And kimchi juice too.
You said that's how you eat it.
It's OK. I respect your taste, so we can skip that.
Done. Enjoy your meal.
Feed me.
What? You'll be embarrassed.
It's OK. Feed me.
It's hot, careful.
What?
You're like a baby bird.
What?
It's nice to see you smile again.
Give me more. Ah.
I can manage. You eat yourself now.
I'm OK. You can't eat with your left hand.
Don't worry about me at all.
I'll feed you today.
Here.
Why do you love me?
How can you say that with a straight face?
Tell me. Why do you love me?
I can't answer that so suddenly.
There must be something.
Who knows? You just fall in love without thinking.
Then ask me what I love about you.
What do you love about me?
You're pretty.
And...
you wonder if foreign cars have to be shipped out to get fixed.
And...
you raise a small Baby Crazyhair.
You're 23 and you're a stylist trainee.
You once had crazy hair like your nickname.
And you're actually a grown-up child.
So you cry when I give you a piggyback ride.
And you think...
your in-laws are saints or something.
So the greatest catch ever is about to leave you.
Even today.
I asked why you love me... And you don't act romantic at all.
Mister...
Now you know...?
What I'm going to say?
Geum-soon.
Mister...
Geum-soon.
Mister...
I've never said this to you before, have I?
I love you.
Let's end this.
Like your grandmother said.
No.
I feel much better now.
I was afraid you'd say ''OK.''
You can't do this.
I already did.
I'm done.
I'm free.
You can manage too, right?
Look after Hwee-sung.
Become a stylist.
Eat well and be healthy.
I want you to smile. Don't cry from tomorrow on.
OK?
I'm leaving to stop you from crying.
You have to eat more.
You're too thin.
OK?
I'm off.
If I stay...
I won't be able to let you go.
Don't look back.
My Geum-soon...
I'm happiest when I'm walking with you
I want to keep you with me always
Now I can tell you I love you
I love you
I'm happiest when I'm walking with you
I want to keep you with me always
Now I can tell you,,,