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EBS History of Culture Series - Part 1 THE COUNT OF MYEONGDONG
"The top is spinning, the top is spinning."
~ Episode 19 ~
"A thread wound round the foot of the top, most strange,"
"One end held between the fingers, the top thrown to the floor,"
"And there it spins, soundless, pale gray."
*From Kim Su Young's "The Moon's Jest"
"A jest played in the moon, long unseen here."
"The top is spinning,"
"The spinning top moves me to tears."
You're really something, Kim-gun.
I thought only Seo Jeong Ju could contend with my prose,
but you yourself are quite something.
Doesn't look like my poems would be enjoyed by someone like you?!
I just told you that your prose is quite something, not that I liked them.
First! You're insolent.
You twist and turn grandiloquent words, as if you were a master.
Prose should be as whetted and sharp as a gem,
but you pretentiously make it sound unsightly and coarse on purpose.
Therein hide two vile shenanigans.
One is your pretensions of benevolence.
And if the second is not a shallow attempt to mask your own crudity, what is?!
*From Kim Su Young's "Spring Night"
"Nights of misfortune, the struggle of a million youth's lives,"
"And so much more gracing the starry sky."
"Like an insect beneath the soil without eyes to see,"
"Let not your gormless and wanton whims kindle the path of darkness,"
"Your heart trembling on tenterhooks."
"O, temperance! My dearest offspring."
"O, my partner of a lifetime!"
What kind of rubbish is that?
Yet! I can sense what's brewing beyond those words.
You are something, Kim-gun!
You and your shallow crudity know how to enchant!
*From Kim Gwan Shik's "On the Path to Exile"
"Staring at the sky, hidden away between the spider threads and the eaves' end,"
"Why the sudden sinking down, as if cutting the nape in a shimmering frenzy?"
"Sent to exile for crimes you do not know yourself, o sad wanderer."
"Sneezing copiously, like an old bull riding one last time towards the horizon."
"Raising its head in sweet melancholy, when the ghastly pale clouds grace the sky,"
"The bell ringing as the storm scatters and cries rain upon your final moments,"
"The tingling, pungent soundtrack of your curtain call,"
"Like painful thorns spread on the path to exile you walked on."
Listen!
I'm buying tonight.
Madam Lee!
I'll cover all our drinks for the night!
Why are you being silent, Madam Lee?
Yes, sure.
Have you heard?
You can all drink on me tonight!
Kim-gun!
I feel good today.
Know why?
I never imagined Kim Su Young would recite my paltry poems.
Same goes for me.
- A lyrical poet like you... - Lyrical?!
What's wrong with you?
I'm no lyrical poet.
My works are protest poetry.
Protesting against what?!
Protesting against life.
Protesting this ruthless life of ours!
How noble.
My poems are still nothing but rubbish.
And yours are not much better, I'm afraid.
But there's something about your poems. And what is it?
They feel sincere.
You can sense a screaming voice hidden inside.
So, if we really want to be specific, Kim-gun,
you are the lyrical poet!
Seems like it's the right night for soju?
Ajumma, what is this?
Change it right away.
I want VIP treatment, understood?
Go for a bowl.
Seonsaengnim.
Shall we have a drink?
Not even one?
The doctor told me I'd have to quit one of the three.
Smoking.
Drinking, or living.
When I'll stop living is not really up to me.
As for smoking, I would rather stop living than quitting.
So that left me with drinking.
Now that you don't drink anymore, Myeongdong suddenly feels lonesome.
Ohh? Kim Su Young and Kim Gwan Shik are out together.
What?
Take a look.
One more.
Let's take it easy.
Late-comers need to drink three of them, Kim-gun.
I was here already, so here you go. Drink.
Look at him, how well he's doing!
If we're lucky, we'll finally see you drunk.
Here!
Madam Lee! We need a refill here.
Go ahead, Kim-gun.
The Association of Poets did the right thing.
Awarding Kim Su Young.
He's not even thankful.
Why wouldn't he?
They finally got rid of that stamp on his forehead.
What stamp?
That of "disturbing element."
Ahh... Why don't you go in and hang out with them?
I'll just have to go tonight.
Why?
Could anyone share honors with Kim Su Young and Kim Gwan Shik?
Can the Count of Myeongdong leave his seat empty?
Let's just go.
I'll walk you home.
I haven't even decided where I'll sleep yet.
You still engage in vagrancy?
I go wherever the path leads me.
Then, why don't you decide now?
Let's see...
Where shall we go tonight?
All right!
It points that way tonight.
Back then, Gongcho Seonsaengnim was really the epitome of no possession.
~ Lee Geun Bae ~ (Gongcho Appreciation Society chairman)
Isn't the kind of person who avoids any possession even when he could...
what perfectly describes the concept of no possession?
So despite having the possibility of possessing, he decided not to.
But he also declined any activity,
that is, the concept of effortless doing.
So that is what Gu Sang referred to when talking about him.
He never engaged in pro-Japanese activities at the time, for instance.
And even after the liberation, when many people tried to gain power.
So, you know, positions like college professor, running a newspaper, or political posts.
But, even though he had all the qualifications for such jobs,
he refused to go for any of those jobs, and lived up to his philosophy to the end.
Why?
Aren't you going in for a drink?
Didn't I tell you?
That today I'd walk you all the way to the place you chose.
But I still haven't chosen?! Where I'm going to go.
You'll pardon me for saying this,
but why did you never marry?
If you at least had someone to lean onto in old age...
I just am afraid it would be a burden when I leave.
You know, people?
Know what's the biggest weight they can leave behind?
Can't say.
Attachment.
Being attached to anything or anyone in life.
It is the biggest baggage you can leave behind,
and affection is the most difficult part of it all.
Seonsaengnim, listen to you.
Why?
You've been sharing love and affection with the world your whole life,
but you want to get rid of it before taking your final journey?
What's wrong with you?
So you can't let it fly tonight, is that it?
Why, do you think I'd be always living on the loose?
No.
I didn't mean that.
Where else would you find someone as kind as you?
You're flattering me.
The reason so many voices and sounds grace this Myeongdong...
is all because of you.
Thank you,
for being so kind to me.
I really seem to like tonight's Lee Bong Gu?!
Should we go somewhere cozy and have a drink?
Will you join me?
Let's head for Mugyo-Dong.
I know this place that makes a mean roasted sparrow.
You shouldn't look at someone's back that way.
Let's get going.
Yes, Seonsaengnim...
I'm coming.
What's the matter, Kim-gun?
I... want to sing a song.
A song?!
Sure!
Ahh... Careful, what if you hurt yourself?
Kim Su Young wants to sing. An applause, folks!
What are you waiting for?
Want some accompaniment?
Aren't you singing, Kim-gun?
Hey, you pricks!
Aren't you even angry?
Nice!
Two youngsters were walking along Bubyeoknu Pavillion on the Daedong River,
Lee Soon Il and Shim Soon Ae were their names!
All right!
She married for the money, he tied the knot for her beauty,
who knew true love could bloom from there?
Soo Il, oh my Soo Il, forgive me just this once!
Let me go, you dirty slut! You'll tear them apart!
Kim Jung Bae wears Macao, but I wear cheap Overa,
which only cost me about 15 jeon.
Good going!
Carried by the wind and the waves, my life riding away!
I'll sing an old sonata and leave along that way!
~ Ode to Resistance ~ (North Korean military song)
"Don't be sad for the bodies of the fallen,"
"Who heroically perished fighting the enemy."
"Cover them with the flag, that red flag of ours."
Despite not being a communist himself,
whenever Kim Su Young got drunk, he would often sing...
the song he learned while he was taken prisoner by the Northern army.
The country he dreamed of was neither left- nor right-wing,
but a land of freedom.
The kind of land which likely does not exist at all.
Why did you drink so much?
Aren't you even angry?
Still, you at least found your way home.
I'm just enraged, that's all.
About what?
Millions of people died.
Every nook and corner, every valley and river...
was soiled by that crimson tide, the bones of the fallen wallowing about.
Bloody corpses are still tumbling down the valley...
Dear.
What should I write?
What can I write, to finally put those spirits to rest?
After all, I'm a poet.
Even if I can't scream their sorrow with a trumpet,
I should at least quell it with a few words of solace.
Why did they have to die?
After his drunken rampage,
the poet fell asleep in his wife's embrace.
But, as for Kim Gwan Shik's drunken rampage,
this was only the beginning.
~ Hongje-Dong ~ (Cultural Village)
Open the door!
Choi-gun!
Lee-gun! Jung-gun!
Master!
If you don't open right now, I'll set the door on fire!
Wow... Those fools,
now they even send a dog my way?
Fine.
I'll have to speak to Lee Hae Rang, then.
Give me a break, you fools!
Cultural village?!
What is all that about?
Who the hell are you, to just hang a board on the wall,
and steal other people's places?
Serves you right, you fools.
Are you happy now that Lee Gi Bong gave you a nice little house,
after you fawned your way to the door, you fools?
Ehh... You shameless fools! Enjoy it while it lasts!
Bluebirds chirping under the grapevine...
O, my beautiful lady,
hold my hands and come with me.
The fresh scent of grapes, the sweet flavor of first love.
Why are we all so poor?
Go round and round, and it's poverty all over.
And that suffocates me with sadness!
Sure!
Lightning is what I want!
But not just thunder and storm, let money rain down upon us!
Let money rain down every poor neighborhood,
and let's all rejoice for once!
Great!
Let the roll of thunder scream, and strike us all with lightning!
Rain money down these dirt-poor thirty million people,
rain down money, rice, clothes, houses and everything!
Go ahead! Do it!
Is that you?
Why are your clothes so wet?
I... fell down the brook.
What?
I slipped on a rock and fell down the brook,
and Buddha must have held me by the nape, as I made it alive.
- Tonight the stars... - Dear!
Dear!!
What's wrong with you?
One deep breath, please.
Breathe out, dear.
Here, once more.
Was he badly injured?
You'll excuse me, but how old are you?
Me?
Yes, your age...
- Thirty... - Forty... four, to be precise.
What is the problem?
If he's forty-four,
he should still be quite healthy,
but you've lost strength across the board.
You should take a blood test at a bigger hospital,
and shoot some x-rays as well.
Ohh?!
It's here.
I fell quite deep down.
Seeing it in daylight, it's quite high up.
It's a relief I was drunk.
If I fell while sober, I would have at least broken a leg.
When you're drunk, you feel light as a feather.
That must be why I didn't get hurt.
Dear...
You're just turning twenty-five, this year.
But, even when I told him you were forty-four,
the doctor believed me.
Ahh... I told you he was strange from the beginning.
He's a quack.
To my eyes, you look like a sixty-year-old man.
Do I look that old?
~ Geumju (No Drinking) ~
Dear!
As if I was wearing some dog collar...
Can't I keep this in my pocket?
All right, fine! I'll wear it.
I promise, dear!
- Listen, I swear... - Enough!
Before it's too late, breaking up now is best for us.
I swear! I, Kim Gwan Shik,
promise that my lips won't touch a single drop of alcohol.
If I ever drink again, I'll come home barking like a dog.
You're embarrassed to go around wearing that, aren't you?
Same goes for me.
Know what people in the neighborhood are saying?
To break up with you as soon as I can.
That once you fall for the bottle, there is no treating that.
I told you I'll quit.
Every night, I'm suffocated by anguish, waiting for you.
Worried that you might end up in a car accident on your way home,
or that you'll slip on ice during the winter, fall asleep and die in the cold.
But now you even fall down brooks?!
If I keep living with you in this way,
I'll never find peace.
- I'll raise the kids. - I'm sorry, dear.
Forgive me, just this once.
I'm trying my best not to drink.
But the moment the sun sets, without even realizing it...
Just this once.
Forgive me just this once, dear.
Dear!
Aigoo, Kim Seonsaengnim. That's quite the necklace you have there.
~ Seo Jeong Ju's house ~
Hyeongbu (Brother-in-law).
Why do men keep drinking so much?
Why...
Did your husband start drinking even more?
Drinking is all he thinks about...
He'll eventually quit, I guess.
But it's getting worse by the day.
What did I tell you?
Didn't I tell you not to marry him because of that?
You were the one who chose him, so you'll have to endure it.
Or just break up.
Without me,
he won't last past a few years.
I might hate him, but then I feel sorry for him.
And sometimes I even understand why he would drink so much.
It's love and hate all put together, all right.
That's gold.
It's pure gold, I told you.
Take a look.
Is that you?
He kept drinking without reserve.
~ Bang Ok Rye ~ (Kim Gwan Shik's wife)
And eventually it just became an addiction.
I tried to convince him to stop, but then he wouldn't be himself.
He would spend entire nights drinking, nonstop.
Elders in the neighborhood always felt sorry for me,
saying that he would continue all the way to the coffin.
I couldn't convince him, so I just made up my mind.
The kids were good students, both son and daughter.
So I thought to myself, let's just take care of the kids...
and go on living with him, and that's how I endured it.
It's all done...
No matter how much she tried to resent him,
Kim Gwan Shik was someone you just couldn't hate.
Thinking that this was his own way of expressing love,
Bang Ok Rye went on living that way.
~ From Kim Gwan Shik's "Grief" ~
"When the sun sets past the horizon,"
"Spew out the flames afflicting your gullet,"
"And cry, as if swarming the sea in tears."
"Cry."
"On one hand, carry a blade, on the other, its grinder,"
"Sharpen it day and night, come hell or high water,"
"And with it cut the jugular of every foe on the way."
"Quench your thirst with the spurting blood of your victims,"
"And drench a hundred years, three thousand six hundred days..."
"In a sea of bittersweet tears."
"O, sorrow who has accompanied me my whole life,"
"What can I do?"
Yes, indeed.
Kim Gwan Shik's heart was filled with sadness.
However,
this sadness wasn't only populating the thoughts of poets alone.
The cruel memories of a devastating war were finally starting...
to gradually vanish from people's memories,
and their extreme malnourishment was slowly becoming a thing of the past,
but people continued to survive, as if they had lost all hopes.
According to statistics recorded right before April 19,
the unemployment rate at the time was over 20%.
And that number itself had very little credibility.
Leaving out rural laborers who were living below the poverty line,
the unemployment rate of laborers in the city was nearly 50%.
But all the more disconcerting was the realization that...
there was no reassurance or pledge that tomorrow would be any better.
What could be the opposite of hope?
Could it be despair?
Then, what is the opposite of despair?
If we said dreams could be that, what would you say?
Lee Jung Seop's despair.
Park In Hwan's despair.
Their despair was an artist's dream of...
overcoming despair itself.
The poor working-class people of the 50s hadn't abandoned sympathy,
and the reason why we called the sadness drenching Myeongdong "romanticism"...
was because it was made of the exact opposite of despair, dreams.
Yes.
We will now cover April 19.
The very first civil revolution our history had ever experienced.
Just like all other revolutions,
April 19 was subtly looming behind the corner before it hit us.
We'll start by observing the political climate of the time.
Take a look, Yang.
Aigoo... Baek Seonsaengnim!
It's been quite a while.
But... What on earth is going on?
Ever since a few days back, these youngsters suddenly appeared,
and started frowning at us asking for protection money.
They're Lee Jung Jae's underlings, aren't they?
I have no idea myself.
How dare they come prancing around this place?
I told you I was right.
Because of the last axe accident in Chungjeong-Ro,
both Boss Shin and Lee Sajang were taken to the station,
so Lee Sajang had to promise he would leave the underworld for good.
Am I right, Baek Seonsaeng?
I said I don't know.
Wait...
Then, are we supposed to start paying them protection money now?
Lee Hwa Ryong can't act this way...
Can he just pack his bags and leave Myeongdong that way?
Aigoo, don't even say that!
Know how much money that fella has made over the years?
- He's not the type. - You think?
Then, where do you think he found the money to make all those movies?
You need to be good to me, from now on.
I have contacts with Dongdaemun you can't even imagine.
What are you taking me for?
Aigoo... I ought to...
What is going to happen to us?
Are we supposed to just sit and stare,
while all those boys from Dongdaemun take over this place?
I found you a job!
Just worry about going to work.
We are not afraid. Let's fight!
From now on, don't ever show yourself around the office.
We'll close that office anyway.
We can't accept that!
Just give us the order!
We'll sweep away all those Dongdaemun boys!
- Hyungnim! - Hyungnim!!
We're prepared to risk our lives, Hyungnim!
So Lee Jung Jae was about to gain complete control of Myeongdong,
~ Jang Ho Geun (novelist) ~
since he thought the entire country was his arena,
and had a reason to do so,
and eventually made up his mind.
It was back in... 1958, I think.
If I remember correctly, September 10. It was a Saturday,
and the gang got together in Jong-Ro,
and decided to attack Dongdaemun (Lee Jung Jae's turf).
The funny thing is that Lee Hwa Ryong was not even in Myeongdong at the time.
He wasn't there.
So it was a case of his underlings getting together and...
making up their mind to do something,
so it was really unfair what happened to him.
If you look at the local merchants' petitions, you can see the truth.
And it was for that reason that he was eventually released.
So, are the movies doing well?
Sure!
Did you really close that chapter?
What chapter?
Your hoodlum career.
Have I ever acted like a hoodlum?
Is it true?
What is?
That you wrote a pledge relinquishing control of Myeongdong,
and avoided prison.
- You didn't? - I didn't.
So, what, you're hiding it from me as well?
No need to worry.
This movie I just produced will do great.
I'll bring you all the money it makes.
Just answer me.
I'm already past forty.
My hair will soon turn white,
do I need to keep hearing that "gangster" moniker my entire life?
So you spontaneously gave up Myeongdong?
Of course, of course I did.
You did the right thing.
Lee Gi Bong will lose the election next year.
He won't.
He will.
He'll make sure that doesn't happen, even if that's the case.
So is that why you gave it up?
What?
You were afraid they'd turn the place upside down?
Every ebb has its flow, Sister.
They've been on top long enough.
Why do you drink so much already?
Did you send off all the boys?
Good job.
What about all the merchants in Myeongdong, Aunim?
Are you going to let those ignorant fools pester all those artists you love?
It's not going to happen.
Aunim!
Aunim...
There's no need to worry, Speaker Lee.
Lee Hwa Ryong completely gave up Myeongdong.
Didn't you let him go back during the Chungjeong-Ro axe thing?
I'm sure he's paying back the courtesy.
We lost quite the prospect.
What?
~ Lee Gi Bong ~
He could be quite useful, that Lee Hwa Ryong.
Ahh... Don't you have Lee Jung Jae and Im Hwa Soo already?
Listen.
You will do just great with those two.
We need to attract the votes of the cultural sphere...
Don't we have the Anti-Communist Artist Association?
And we gave them all those houses in Hongje-Dong.
That's what Lee Jung Jae wanted, so what can you do?
He said he'll take over Myeongdong in a heartbeat.
The President is quite worried about next year's elections.
The House of Representatives elections last year went well,
but isn't next year's one the only election that counts?
Don't you worry about Jo Byeong Ok.
He's no game for President Lee.
Ahh... Jang Myeon?
All the more reason not to be concerned.
You're going to win in a landslide.
Trust me.
Even since 1958, the Liberal Party...
~ Hong Seok Ryul ~ (Seongshin Univiversity history professor)
started oppressing their political rivals, the Democratic Party.
They established the National Security law,
*Korea's top left-leaning newspaper
discontinued the Gyeonghyang Shinmun*,
and if they had gone through normal elections under the laws of the time,
they would have had a very slim chance of winning again.
Despite all that,
the Liberal Party's efforts in preparing for the VP elections...
were second to none.
One of their first actions was proclaiming Choi In Gyu,
a close confidant of both President Lee and Lee Gi Bong,
to Vice Minister of Domestic Affairs,
essentially entrusting the entire elections to him.
The first thing Choi said after taking his post as Vice Minister...
was that all public servants should be prepared to do anything...
for the sake of their president.
Also, that the next presidential election would be fair and impartial,
but that the liberals' choice for VP needed to win at all cost.
That's how they approached the matter.
Also, they gave important posts of power to provincial governors,
which was a way to secure their dominance in the provinces, if you will.
So the chiefs of the metropolitan and provincial police, along with that of security,
were all replaced by pro-Japanese sympathizers, in a way.
This was all to create a situation where they could stage an electoral fraud,
without any major repercussion or opposition from within their ranks.
Think of who President Lee is, he's no average fella.
When political unrest hit Busan, he took house representatives...
who were opposing him, and had the army tow away their bus.
Look at Jo Bong Am.
Just because he announced his candidacy instead of Shin Ik Hee,
he managed to brand him a spy and force him out of the race.
But Jo Bong Am was no spy.
Hey... Then, President Lee...
killed Jo Bong Am even though he was innocent, you mean?
Isn't that obvious?
Since Jo won many votes during the last election,
he instantly became a thorn in President Lee's eyes.
Don't even say that.
Jo Bong Am is a commie, there's no question.
Criticize him for all the rest,
but President Lee is doing a wonderful job with anti-communism.
He's a dictator, nothing more.
The hell are you barging in for?
Take President Lee out of the picture, then.
See how long it takes for Kim Il Sung to invade us,
and shoot people from up north like me at the stake.
Indeed.
No need to prattle. President Lee is going to win anyway.
Still, forget about President Lee,
but wouldn't Lee Gi Bong have it hard?
Of course.
Sure, he won't easily win.
You have no idea what politics is all about.
Think they'll let Jang Myeon get elected again?
That's what the people want, what else can they do?
They could just get rid of him.
Last time at the Arts Theater he was lucky to get out alive.
Would people take that lying down?
This time, they won't.
And what could they possibly do?
Step on a worm, and it will start wiggling!
Listen... if you trample on them for real,
there will be no wiggling.
But forget that, how about our business?
Lee Jung Jae is so ignorant.
You don't worry.
Think Lee Hwa Ryong would just leave like that?
He's just keeping a low profile because of that axe accident in Chungjeong-Ro.
Lee Hwa Ryong's golden age...
is gone.
And think of all the protection money we'll have to pay.
Ahh... the moment Lee Jung Jae enters Myeongdong,
business can only pick up. Don't worry.
Aigoo... what the hell is this damned country turning into?
I ought to...
It's turning just fine?!
*1950, day the Korean War started
Would it be any worse than 6-25*?
Just stop worrying and mind your own business.
Don't worry... here.
Let's just drink.
Here... One more...
Amid all that confusion, December 1959 was coming to an end.
~ (Bronze) Coffee Shop ~
Aigoo, welcome, Seonsaengnim.
- It's getting cold outside, isn't it? - Sure is.
- Looks like it'll snow. - Yes.
Seonsaengnim?
Ohh!
Su Young, it's you.
Yes.
I went downtown to get my fee, so I thought I'd drop by.
Smoke them in the new year.
What do I owe all this generosity to?
What were you writing?
I was planning to write a few lines,
but the inspiration is not there.
So is it prose?
Not that,
Lee Bong Gu said that scribes should go up in arms...
about the Gyeonghyang Shinmun being discontinued,
so I was thinking of writing a few lines to represent them.
- I see... - Ohh!
Wait a moment.
You would be perfect for this kind of piece.
If someone like me writes it, would the higher-ups even make a beat?
You must be the one, if any noise is to be made.
Will they go after me, if I tell them to stop oppressing the press?
Lee Bong Gu can be quite vicious.
The youngsters should experience the can for a while,
before they subject someone like you to the burden of writing that.
I guess they won't come for me.
If word leaks that they threw this smoking grandpa in the can,
they'll become a laughing stock.
I'll have to get going.
Already?
Yes.
*Sebae: New Year greetings to elders
Looks like I won't be able to greet you early next year*,
but I will come by the middle of the month.
Ahh... Sit down a second.
Just a moment.
Just a while ago,
Lee Bong Gu and Im Geung Jae came in...
and confabulated for quite a while.
They're saying that Jo Byeong Ok will win next year's elections.
That democracy will come to Korea,
so can scribes just sit and stare, doing nothing?
They said it's time for people like us to let their voices be heard,
and then headed to the bar.
What do you think?
Will there really be a regime change next year?
I have no interest.
Politics?
No... I just don't care about who will win next year.
Why is that?
Considering all you went through and the anger you felt,
I thought you'd be the first to jump and take to the stage,
but you're sitting here in silence, so I asked.
Even if Jo Byeong Ok becomes President,
what could possibly change?
If you want democracy, shouldn't there be a peaceful regime change first?
Tell me, let's hear the reason.
Be it Jo Byeong Ok or Lee Seung Man,
aren't they all forged from the same mold?
They're the same?
*Korean Democratic Party
At the core of the current Democratic Party was the KDP*,
and those behind the KDP were all pro-Japanese landlords.
No matter who wins, they'll have to use anti-communism...
to remain in power.
As long as that monster known as anti-communism afflicts us,
logic and common sense will never reign supreme.
What freedom could you possibly argue for, on those terms?
Still, one can't possibly blame Jo Byeong Ok and the Democratic Party.
With American troops stationed here...
and the north still under Soviet influence,
what democracy could we possibly wish for?
So even a regime change won't bring us democracy?
I'll get going.
Then, what we need is a revolution, I guess?
Like the French Revolution,
since the Soviet Revolution won't do.
Do you think we could afford that, Seonsaengnim?
Busy making a living, and all.
Isn't hunger what leads to a revolution?
Ahh... Right.
That's not it, is it?
Revolutions are a mental issue, more than anything.
Right, Su Young?
I don't know myself.
But, one thing I'm definitely sure about.
Be it revolution or democracy,
nothing will be worth anything unless we first reunify.
Then, it won't happen in my lifetime.
It's far more remote...
I'm sorry.
I sit here prattling one maxim after another...
Ahh... Don't say that.
Go, then.
Thanks for the cigarettes.
~ Bar Eunseong ~
Sky, land, people...
Fire.
Roaring like a scream, this was written by Oh Sang Soon.
Its title was "Revolution,"
and it consisted of four words, grouped into four lines.
Sky...
Land...
People...
Fire.
Seems like he's having a drink.
Go ahead and eat.
I'll have to go, before it gets late.
It's snowing outside, you can sleep here.
I'll have to put a briquette in and warm up the chickens.
What if they all freeze to death?
Su Myeong is home.
And what would she know?
He worked so hard, what is wrong with him lately?
My husband?
He was even awarded,
published that anthology.
What's the problem now?
Must be some kind of depression, I suppose.
Aigoo... He's got kids and a wife, what else does he need?
Just ignore it.
When he feels down, ignoring it is best for him.
Aigoo... You're right.
I'll have to sleep here, then.
Let's just eat.
Yes.
- I'll heat up the stew. - All right.
Aigoo...
Shovel some snow, then.
Mother?
She went to Mapo to meet you.
Why are you asking?
I just miss her.
What's wrong, Oppa?
Are you crying?
If Doctor Jo becomes President...
Will anything change?
I guess it will.
And if it doesn't?
What are you worrying about?
Su Myeong.
I can't go on living in this world.
Nothing changes,
and nothing can ever change.
I can't take it anymore.
Breaking News! Breaking News!
Breaking News!
Breaking News! Breaking News!
Breaking News!
Mister Hwang!
- What's all this fuss? - It says here that Jo Byeong Ok died.
- What?! - Uh?!
At Walter Reed Hospital, Jo passed away...
What?!
What is this...
Hurry up and read.
Read here.
On February 15, 1960,
the Democratic Party's presidential candidate Jo Byeong Ok,
after going to the US to treat a disease, suddenly passed away.
Aigoo...
And that was the very first spark which ignited the April 19 revolution.
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Congratulations, Speaker Lee.
How's the public's reaction?
It's proceeding well as expected.
Lee Sajang!
Do you have any intention of joining the political circle?
Movies are what my future will be made of.
From now on, Lee Gi Bong will be on top.
Help him now while you still can!
So I don't need to worry about the elections.
Exactly, Mr. President.
You'll win these elections no matter what.
Can we just sit here doing nothing?
We're forced into such situation and can't say a word,
isn't that what the Liberal Party wanted to happen?
Myeongdong sure has changed.
And the reason why it feels lonesome...
is because Park In Hwan and Lee Jung Seop are no longer there.
I'm never going to write poems again.
I'll just sell this house and go back to the countryside.
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