[Episode 8]
Doesn't she need meat? For balance?
Mom's forever in the kitchen. No way.
Let's move out.
We've never been free, not ever.
First Granddad then Dad.
We never got to have a dog.
People need freedom, even if they eat next to nothing.
We get in drunk, come in at dawn, we still have to show up for breakfast.
I mean, to have a dog if I want, that's all I ask.
You, too, right?
It's only human.
Big families aren't always good.
It's like servitude, it isn't right.
And it's hard on Mom.
People should be relaxed, at ease.
Mom and dad will be glad we brought it up.
It's our duty.
Think how Nana will feel.
What's so wrong about it? We all have our own tastes.
No one knows what tomorrow will bring.
Suppose I die tomorrow, what then?
You'll say anything.
You've lost two friends, I've lost one.
There are no guarantees, we all go sometime.
Yes?
Time to eat.
Oh, my, dumplings.
With meat, too.
Not too much I hope.
Did you two use a fortuneteller?
Did you?
Yes, so did your family.
True.
And?
And perfect.
Perfect, really?
But not when you got married.
No word about Granddad's philandering?
My mother told me later.
After my heart was broken.
They kept it from me.
Said men are like that.
See? I'm a real catch.
I know, you can't fool me.
You can fool a ghost but never a wife.
Very true.
You saw a fortuneteller?
No.
Oh, you. You asked Nana about it.
A friend.
A friend, sure, I know you better.
It's not like that.
It's just I keep running into this girl.
Still, a man and a woman.
We said it's for business.
And?
She's so not my type.
Soul mates. Whatever.
You went together?
Yes.
And he said that?
We said we're going into business.
He said we're perfect.
I'm water, she's a tree in a desert.
Made for each other, so he said.
Bring her by.
We're not dating.
All the same.
You can't ignore it.
Kim Hyanggi?
Nah.
Who's this Kim Hyanggi?
Just a friend.
Uh-huh, just like his granddad.
I'm nothing like him, Nana.
Bring her by anyway.
We've never even gone out.
Where you going?
A blind date.
Be home by ten.
Uh-huh.
Enjoy your dinner.
Hm.
Mom, don't worry.
How can I not?
Been having bad dreams?
No.
Look, you know as well as I do...
When one spouse dies, the other lives a long life.
You know?
Sit a minute.
Five.
What are you doing with your life?
Seriously? When I'm about to leave?
Nothing?
What do you want to hear?
Marriage or art?
Both.
If you had to choose?
Happiness, whichever.
Happiness means focusing on one thing.
And nothing else.
Like you?
Artists are celibate now?
Now is the time to try, not meet some guy.
What good will it do?
Artists should know nothing of life?
Chit-chat on a date isn't exactly 'life.'
Chit-chat, serious, who can tell till we talk?
It would be odd if I didn't date at my age.
Right?
You should try it.
I have. Twice.
So you say.
Who introduced you?
Yaya.
That's fine then.
Bansok says forget the same old routine.
A slow boil, that's the ticket.
This.
How could you stand?
I could.
It's hard to match with anything.
That?
You have it in 235?
Of course.
Dad.
Oh, for me? Thank you.
On your way?
Yeah. Once I marry him, I'll wrap you up in brand name.
Head to toe.
It's the thought at counts.
Don't be late.
I'm there now.
Venerable...!
Better than fighting anyway.
We can have a puppy.
You don't have the $100?
Too bad, so sad.
It's both our faults.
Feisty, that one.
Like Nana says, it's not the money that counts.
As long as Mom and Dad are happy.
But Yuk Sonji is a problem.
Her name sounds like hangover soup.
But names can change.
Yuk Sonhi? Yuk Hyerim? Yuk Yesu?
Hello.
'And bam, the Great Wall was built,' as they say. Talk about a 180.
Been waiting long?
Five minutes.
Saturday was no good?
Gangnam's a hike.
Where do you live?
The Songbuk area.
You must go to Buam a lot.
You go to Jeonmangdae a lot?
No.
Right, like on Jeju they hardly ever get to Mt. Halla.
Now we're talking.
Look at that smile.
They say a smile can win the king of hell himself.
So the reason I didn't know the hour of my birth...
It happens.
The truth is I'm not Yuk Sonji.
And I'm not Jang Hun.
Not a Yuk?
Yeah.
It didn't suit you.
Yuk Sonji...
Remember?
At the club?
The old hag...
Yeah.
No way he's related to Songju.
We'll order later.
Of course.
Wine? A glass or two?
For starters. Try two bottles.
Wine makes me go too far.
Just a glass or two. It goes straight to my head.
Straight into Sneaky Mode.
I wasn't myself the other night.
It was her fortune yesterday.
She's Yuk Sonji.
Excuse me?
I got to thinking that's why we kept meeting.
So I used her chart.
This a joke?
I'm Yuk Sonji.
Why exactly?
It figures.
What's your deal? This a big game to you?
You suggested it.
For us, not someone else.
I wanted to.
What about me?
Are you mad because you were fooled,
or because it was me?
Both.
I can forgive ugliness, but never lies.
It wasn't a lie.
It wasn't like she was trying to fool you,
and I asked her to because you guys kept meeting.
Come on.
Where are your manners?
Where are yours?
Where?
Who do you think you are?
It could be a good thing.
Not in this life.
I'm...
What should I think?
What kind of pervs would pull this?
You done?
If the shoe fits.
Pervs?
You're not?
And men never get drunk? Never mistake someone for someone else?
Mistake? That your idea of being a lady?
Someone's daughter?
You want to know, come over.
Forget it. This is what I get.
Mixing up with trash. I should avoid the dung in the road.
Avoid yourself then.
Then why did you go with me?
Because I couldn't avoid you.
To find out what this is about.
If you want to know, get a shrink.
Now look.
You look.
You think you're so great?
Better than you.
As if. But either way, I'll avoid you from now on.
Please. Stay out of my dreams.
C'mon.
Me first.
Kids. This isn't Go-Stop, you know.
Old fart, rude, crude and cheap.
I told you.
I see it now. You're a warlock.
You heard me. A real witch.
Hey!
He wants a tenderloin and your best bottle of Cab.
Of course.
Rare.
Right.
Spaghetti alle vongole and ceasar salad.
Right.
He should like that.
What a 'tard.
You have icee here?
Yes.
Can I get that to go?
Of course. I'll have it ready.
That's no witch.
Yes?
Did I order this?
Yes.
When? I wanted dessert to go.
Your guests ordered it for you.
This?
Yes.
That's...
Wait.
Just a salad?
Cabernet and tenderloin.
Those...
And spaghetti alle vongole.
Cancel that.
I put the order in already.
Those two...
Enjoy.
Short ribs. A small.
Sure.
I'm ravenous. Beef soup, too.
Don't stress-eat.
I'm not stressed.
Hear me, a curse on their heads.
The son of the Taehae Group taken by two chicks.
Jerk. Thinks he's all that.
There's always one.
Pervs. He called us pervs.
If you cry he wins.
I'm no perv.
I swear, where does he get off?
This girl of Muom's, find out what you can.
Her family and such.
And then?
And then we'll see.
There's still Hwaom.
He should marry first.
This might get him moving.
He's not the type.
I won't be happy till he has someone.
Not for lack of my trying.
A good man makes a mother happy. Like you, right?
No money worries, no carrying on.
It's just the two boys.
Or is it me?
You? How?
I keep on living.
Who knows for how long?
It can't be any fun.
Oh, you.
At least give me some credit.
Spa tomorrow?
What about my son?
Golf.
Steaming hot water, a nice massage.
I'll feel like a new woman.
Some warm milk?
No.
Turn on the set. The news is on.
Louder.
Okay.
Oh, you're home?
Have you eaten?
Fruit?
What are you doing?
Seriously.
Because he's doing dishes?
I said I would.
It's just the one time.
Then you go out and work.
Yaya.
Get up at dawn with you.
Be on-call at all hours.
Barely any sleep.
On his day off, you drag him to the movies, the gardens.
Now you got him washing dishes?
Yaya.
What!
So I'm doing nothing?
Is staying at home the same as working?
It's harder.
With no set schedule.
In this roomy place?
Tiny family, just us three.
Two meals a day is hard?
Just look at me.
Just leave it.
Washing dishes?
You're her slave boy, is that it?
Don't.
And after the baby is grown, will he still have to work?
Up at dawn, home late.
And when your son is married and his wife sits at home while he slaves?
What then? Will you like that?
Take it easy.
I can't stand it.
I'm done, okay, it's over.
Wait till you're pregnant, you'll see.
Back in the day they had 7, 8, 10 kids.
You think it's easy on him?
He should get to rest.
You say you love him. Is this how you show it?
Doesn't sound like love to me.
Is this how you show it to me?
It's not every day, not even every week.
He volunteered out of kindness.
All the same.
Enough.
Forget the dishes, think how I must feel.
It was all on him before we got married.
Your food, your school, your clothes, all on him...
Enough already.
Screeching nag.
I won't have it. I won't see him be your slave boy.
Easy. or the baby.
I swear to the Lord Buddha above.
No. I swear!
Unwelcome in my own home, being called the in-law...
Leave it to me.
Have you no heart?
You call me your sister to your friends?
You call me the in-law, too, I heard it.
For the last time, enough.
Get cleaned up.
Here. Come on.
I'm all alone.
Mom, I should go before they tell me to.
Don't let it bother you.
I can't handle it.
Sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'll make it right.
It's so hard for me.
You like them?
It will take getting used to with that heel.
This generation is tough as nails.
Don't they hurt?
No.
They're not good for you.
I look like model?
Hm.
You try them.
No, she can't.
Why not? You wear heels every day.
Women your age have foot problems with sneakers, never mind heels.
I plan on wearing them when I'm a grandmother.
Think about your back.
Hold on.
Nothing stretching can't fix.
Do like me and you won't age.
Hm.
Phone.
You should bring it.
Working out this late?
It's cooler at night.
Wha...?
Will they fit?
My shoes.
Just trying them on.
They're stretched out.
Seriously?
Look.
I'll fix it.
Should I mess with your suits?
Sure.
Or scratch your car?
Hold on.
You laughing?
They're fine.
Stretched.
Baby.
They're so expensive.
It's not your money.
Sorry.
He's your brother.
I'll get you some more, okay?
Where?
Well?
A client has a place on Rodeo Drive.
He'll cut me a deal.
He's teasing.
Kids.
In the old days they'd be married by now.
As young as twelve.
Uh-oh, I'm losing more.
Where?
What do you think?
A touch of gray is fine. Distinguished.
Dying is too much like work.
It comes with age.
Eat right, exercise, dye your hair.
Do your hair like that.
Not at my age.
It suits you.
Oh, you.
It's true, let's see.
Oh, no.
Always something.
Yeah.
What now?
Is there a pharmacy near here?
Why? Got a headache?
For my stomach.
You got anything?
So the old hag was hot for you?
Give it a whirl, the fortuneteller said so.
So what? I won't be told.
How did she look today?
No frump clothes, I bet.
Hottie clothes, yeah?
What you'd expect.
You love the cute ones.
Since when?
Kyong Hijin, you said so.
She's tall.
She's got to be cute at least.
With a hot bod?
You're set on the nun.
Not now, the liar.
Then forget it.
You can afford the dinner and drinks.
Swallow it.
I was taught not to waste food.
It's worth it.
For all that blood?
They ordered it rare.
You got no name, no nothing.
Just her number.
So that's that.
Unless you're sticking it out.
Want to see her again?
Nah, I paid my dues.
$100 to be exact.
I know her name.
Good-NIGHT.
No, that's you. Night.
Night, right?
Remember?
You may be right.
I know I am.
Night.
Very cool. It suits her.
You asleep?
What?
Yaya is gone.
[Subtitles provided by MBC Translated by D. Bannon]