[Episode 16]
Is Yaya badly hurt?
This way.
How badly?
Yongjun's busy at work. Should I call?
Did she fall? An accident?
Are they operating?
Brace yourself.
Why?
Jinsuk, I'll call you back.
Yaya.
I was so scared.
Is something wrong?
Tell me.
What is it?
Should I call Yongjun?
Yaya...
Sonji.
Take her hand.
Hyogyong.
Are you ill?
Yongjun... is gone.
Why?
He's dead.
What?
What did you...?
Yongjun is dead.
Who...?
What are you...?
Yongjun?
I can't believe it either.
Are you his family?
A traffic accident.
Yongjun.
What happened?
Yongjun.
Yongjun, open your eyes... look at me...
Yongjun... Yongjun...
Yongjun.
Hyogyong.
Yongjun... Yongjun...
No, take me with you, take me...
I can't live without you.
What's to eat?
You haven't eaten?
Hm. Well?
Jia and her brother ate out. I had leftovers.
And some kimchi stew?
Yes.
Then air out the place. It reeks.
I'm sorry.
When did you last launder them?
Last year?
Must I tell you to do everything?
Get them laundered. I can't stand the dust.
Open the kitchen window.
We have bread in the freezer?
Yes.
Thaw it.
Ma’am.
I'll get it.
What now?
A cup.
Welcome home.
Where are the kids?
Seeing a musical.
Oh.
That fox.
You ate out?
Mateo.
The hotel restaurant. Expensive.
Not if you skip the wine.
As it fun talking about old times?
About our kids, mostly.
What's her husband do?
He's dead.
No.
Cancer.
Prepare the bath for me.
Okay.
He needs a decent photo.
His employee photo?
Hyogyong needs surgery.
She's passed out.
You need to sign.
Anesthesia.
How are you?
Yes.
Where are you?
Socho General.
Are you worse?
No.
Yaya's brother was hurt.
Hurt?
What?
No.
Kim Hyogyong's guardian?
We're taking him to the nursery.
Wait. His father is downstairs.
Yaya.
He should see him. Maybe he'll wake up.
It's a baby.
He should see his daddy.
Pull yourself together.
He should see him.
Yaya.
Let go.
Yaya.
It's their last chance...
Let go!
There's a risk of infection.
You know how long he waited?
Today is his last chance.
Go on.
Yongjun may come back, his soul anyway.
Yongjun...
Hun.
Yes.
What's that?
I'm thirsty.
Tea?
That's liquor.
To go with the bread.
Something wrong?
No.
Tell me what's bothering you.
What could be wrong?
A lost commission, lost money.
A forgery.
Where are you?
The cafeteria. On my way.
Mom.
Yaya?
She's not herself.
I'm worried about her.
Where is she?
The funeral home.
The baby?
Healthy, thank goodness.
In the nursery.
Hyogyong hasn't woken up yet.
So sad.
Did your brother eat?
No time.
Nothing?
Some drinks.
This is it? He needs food.
What's that matter now?
I have to postpone a few days.
I'll call you.
Go home. I'll stay here.
Mom, what is it with you?
Look at his face.
He could get worse.
I'm fine.
Fine? Listen to your mother.
What about Yaya?
Then at least get some soup.
Time for bed.
Enjoying your freedom.
Can you sleep?
Why not?
The bed is empty.
I'm not a baby.
Shall I invite Sondong for dinner?
The place seems deserted.
Kids like their space.
She's like family.
She'll call sometime.
Hm.
Korean stage actors are improving.
As good as Broadway, huh?
Huh.
You think I could do it?
You need talent for that.
I can learn.
Who'll train you?
You know anyone in the business?
Nope.
Look. I'm photogenic.
Go to school, get a doctorate, get tenure.
And for what, $1000 a month disposable income?
But a successful actress...
Successful is right.
You and every waitress in Gangnam.
I'm not like them.
Just like that?
Sure.
Get a job in a foreign firm.
It's all who you know.
So what?
So I need money.
Then earn your way.
You don't know women.
In Korea it's all about looks.
Get some rest.
Mourners will be here tomorrow.
You need your strength.
I can't sleep.
She's a fine girl.
That's that then.
We'll be strangers. Don't contact me again.
Have some pasta.
Your youngest is my Jia's age.
Yes.
What's she do?
Helps her brother. He's an artist.
What's his name?
Not a pen name?
Yuk Sonjung.
Yuk Sonjung?
I'll ask my wife about him.
She runs a gallery.
Oh? Which one?
Gallery Jo.
Gallery Jo?
In Gangnam?
The Chongdam area.
Getting up?
Ever heard of Yuk Sonjung?
The gallery just signed him.
He's Oh Dallan's son.
Is he really?
Uh-huh.
Such a small world.
True.
We'll have to get together.
Yaya, breakfast.
Some porridge, at least?
You have to hang on for Hyogyong and the baby.
I made you a little something.
Life goes on.
You're an aunt now, your brother's boy needs you.
Eat. Change your clothes.
Find her a traditional black dress.
Hyogyong.
Your baby needs you.
It needs milk.
You leaving me too?
Without a goodbye?
Tonight isn't about dancing.
We need talent.
What then?
I'll do the talking.
They won't buy it.
I've got business cards, don't I?
Remember me?
We were in school together.
Lee Kwanghyon.
I'm so very sorry.
I can't believe it.
Do you have a minute?
I want a word.
A drink?
No thanks.
We're working on a new show.
Working title, Public Profile.
You want us in it?
Her.
What's it about?
I can't tell you much.
Why?
It's in the planning stages.
Then we plan on not being in it.
It's similar to JisuTV.
Here.
You think I spiked it?
College students?
Just her. We graduated.
It focuses on attitude, on outlook.
To be on the show?
It depends. Our PD is in America now.
You can talk to him later.
She'll get paid?
Of course.
I'm not feeling it.
Why? It's a great opportunity.
Unless I'm a flop.
But a famous flop.
May I ask your name?
We'll call you.
Shall we make an appointment next week, with our PD?
I'll think about it.
Oh? I'll be waiting.
I'll give you my number.
Hong Jarim. Call me if there's a Dance Off show.
I'm good.
Sure.
It's seasoned the same but tastes different.
Different tastes, of course.
Did you all your Nana?
You didn't?
I will now.
She should be up.
Hello.
It's me.
Hm.
Did you sleep well?
Hm.
How is she?
She regained consciousness.
Thank goodness.
Junso, Daddy left today.
He named you Junso. When you were inside Mommy.
Mommy is sick.
I'll say goodbye for you.
Poor little baby.
Yongjun, goodbye.
So much suffering, so little joy.
You took care of me. I'll take care of Hyogyong and Junso.
Whatever happens, he'll get to study all he wants.
A full rich life.
Be at peace.
Until we meet again.
Rest easy.
[Subtitles provided by MBC Translated by D. Bannon]