[Episode 33]
Such lovely daughters.
They take after you.
She works for me.
$350?
She'll feel beholding.
Now about my boots?
How much?
$2,500.
You like?
Hm.
They're quite unique.
So stupid about women.
Me?
Nadan.
If only he were a ladies man like you.
Ladies man?
I've only ever lived with two women.
Jia's mother and you.
Me and someone's mother?
What should I call her?
Her name.
It's a distant memory now.
She's too naive for him. Dull, he says.
Give him time.
Talk to him.
Hm.
Better than the fire dying out over time.
Like ours, you mean?
As if that could ever happen.
I can't sleep without touching you.
Hm.
The same shampoo.
I love how you smell.
That's the conditioner.
You tell me if I smell.
How when you shower every day?
My friend's wife won't come near him.
She says he smells old.
You hardly drink, you don't smoke, you smell fine.
I like this. Shall we leave it?
No thanks.
Wha...?
Sorry.
A snack?
Yes. I got hungry.
Say something. It's okay.
Ma’am.
She eats like a bird.
She's a ballerina.
You didn't eat together?
How could I feed my face in front of her.
You're a man.
Why are you up?
Now I'm hungry.
No rice.
Or ramen?
And a drink.
Oh, no.
Just one.
She works for me.
When did you climb in?
Late.
Why? A storm?
No. I just missed my mom.
So much for being grown.
You rested?
Hm.
My friends' moms whine about aches and pains.
Maybe it's their hearts.
Depression.
You never know.
Let's get a dog. They're good companions.
Too much trouble.
You can take him for a walk.
So that's why you're here?
No.
Well?
You'll be lonesome when we go.
'We?' I'll live with your brother and his wife.
His wife? She won't like that.
All the same.
No man wants someone that hates his mother.
Plenty do.
What if she's like you, this pretend wife of his?
Great.
If she's good to you, you should be good to her.
Not her enemy.
Friends or enemies, off you go.
Scoot.
Your bed is warm.
Ugh, gutter trash.
You don't poot?
Not in front of you.
A lady is a lady, even at 100.
Oops.
Not too heavy.
Okay.
But strong.
Of course. Solid construction.
What if you two had been here?
I know.
Should we move?
It's pretty enough but even so.
Even so there's room to grow.
Oh? Well, if you put it that way.
The Migang Group has a jet.
Since when do you like planes?
Since it's fun in a private jet.
Do you hate to fly?
It's a sign of old age.
Not yet.
Hey, Yongmi is Kang Miline's mother.
Come again?
Did you see the article?
Not the latest.
Yongmi was married before.
Miline is from her first marriage.
Didn't they know?
Of course Miline knew.
So she became an actress and contacted her.
Yongmi refused her, didn't want to see her.
Can you believe it?
Her own child.
Celebrity gossip. She was probably scared of that.
Even so.
It happens a lot these days.
Korean mothers used to be known for their love.
What is this world turning into...
There's even something called a baby box.
I read that.
Absurd. Even animals look after their own.
What's fame compared to that?
Her DNA is messed up somehow.
You liked Yongmi?
Hm.
It's all over the 'Net.
You know how Netizens love to hate.
They don't have the facts.
The first marriage didn't suit her.
So she dumped Mirine on her old man and took off.
Never looked back.
Did her current husband know all this?
They don't say.
Reporters don't care about facts.
They just focus on the juicy bits.
Like how she could refuse her own child.
Netizens love judging their celebrities.
How did it come out?
The daughter of course.
No, some anonymous post.
She claims she knew Yongmi back when.
Some reporter claims he checked.
What's Yongmi say?
Nothing.
This from the 'Mother of the People.'
There goes her career.
She has the sense to keep quiet.
So the reporters are all over Miline.
Spinning the 'Poor Orphan Girl' routine.
Acting the angel, huh?
Exactly.
More milk.
Ma’am.
The husband has to wonder if he ever knew her at all.
He knew.
But their children.
It's so hard on them.
A girl and a boy. They must be so ashamed.
Cleaning up?
Yes. Why?
The bathroom. I'll use the other one.
Listen.
Don't lock yourself away.
People change, it's natural.
You were young.
Now all of this can be too much.
Don't do it alone.
That would break Yongjun's heart.
Okay.
No mountain is too high if you try.
And you.
Let's text once a day.
Okay.
302?
Yes.
Look after them.
You had breakfast?
Some bread.
There's a pastry place nearby. Want some?
We'd be grateful.
Sure.
Put rice on for lunch.
Ma’am.
I'm all a-flutter.
Me, too.
Shall we give Junso his bath later today?
That's best, with the door open all day.
We should be careful.
If we talk out of turn Yaya might get her feelings hurt.
True.
Muom's the worst, he chatters on so.
So it would seem.
But there's no malice in him.
Even if he is a nag?
Even so. If people don't like it, forget them.
Hello.
Oh.
Yaya.
I brought this.
I'll have to pack it.
For the movers.
Anything to drink?
Yes.
Rice rolls and sandwiches.
Thanks.
We hit luck today.
You're here?
Hello again.
What did he say?
That she's sweet and reserved.
That's my baby.
Your daughter?
Call her Misol.
She said he's refined but warm.
Shall we set up another date?
Definitely.
He'll have to take charge.
My baby is so naive.
Of course, that's why I should meet her.
She's so sweet and young, chit-chat seems a bit beyond her.
True enough. I've kept her relatively isolated.
Home, school. No bad influences.
Of course. The world is a frightening place.
You can have lunch...
Well, she's not much of an eater.
Why is that?
Habit.
She's been dieting so long she's lost interest in food.
I see.
But the two of you can talk over tea.
Of course.
I'll have her call.
She's so glad he's tall.
They're a good fit.
Marriage will be a relief after training in ballet.
Traveling and such with her new husband.
There's nothing better.
My husband dotes on her so.
The youngest is always precious.
You have a girl?
Yes.
Any costuming ideas?
Did Mr. Jang say?
No.
How about a one-piece?
Sure, but that's not why I called.
How about a signature dance?
Like what exactly?
The writer agrees with me on this.
Your face and manner are like a princess.
You know that.
If you say so.
So something elegant.
Something that rocks the audience.
And we're a hit.
You'll have back-up.
There's nothing to it. Wear sunglasses if you're shy.
They're back in. 'Reverse charm.'
Look after her.
Not to worry.
She grew up with us. We're used to her.
You can visit Junso anytime you like.
My Nana and mother adore him.
We all rush to see him when we get home.
Thank you.
Time to go.
Hm.
Clean up. Mrs. Soh is bring the curator by.
What curator?
To see my work.
In anticipation of an exhibit?
They're just coming by.
What time?
Four.
The trash first. In the kitchen.
You can do that part.
If I do the trash, what will you do?
Organize. You're no good at it.
Thank you.
I'm off.
The movers are here.
Mother, Yaya.
Oh?
Junso, your auntie.
Now you'll see her every day.
He hasn't had his bath yet.
Not till the house is settled.
Your arms must be tired.
No. He eats, he sleeps.
No trouble at all.
Sweetie.
The movers need attention.
That's all for today.
Ma’am.
You're meeting someone?
A potential daughter-in-law.
How old?
24.
Well, well.
You don't look a day over thirty.
I shouldn't. I'm not.
Tell the truth.
Any thought of marriage?
Not at this point. I know too much.
True.
I come home when I want, eat when I want.
Watch movies all night if I want.
You might end up lonely.
I'll worry about that then.
Would you mind?
Another reporter.
Don't say I'm here.
All set?
Pretty much.
You're an artist so I left that to you.
How cozy for one person.
Whatever your thoughts...
To us you're like a daughter home from school.
Thank you.
You know what we like?
You're so completely you.
You don't let things affect you and we love you for that.
Make yourself at home. Eat anytime you like.
Okay?
Okay.
You back, a baby in the house, it's like the old days.
I hope you meet someone nice and have a happy family.
Family comes first.
Work comes second.
Telephone.
Mr. Pak.
Oh.
Jang Muom.
Call the set designer.
Not happy yet?
Is Georgia in make-up?
Bansok.
Tell everyone we have a morning call.
Sir.
She's in make-up?
Downstairs.
We'll eat lunch here.
Sir.
Sunjung.
It's them.
Wait.
No fruit.
They're not here to eat.
Your shirt.
Hello.
Welcome.
Hello.
Mona Lisa.
I've heard a lot about you.
And you. And here you are.
Coffee? Tea?
You?
I'm fine.
An apprentice?
And my sister.
No friend today?
She quit. A new one starts next week.
You're different from your photo.
Very much so. It's your hair.
What little there is?
It's nice.
Kidding.
You surprise me.
That's why your hair matters.
Shallow little girls care about that.
They break up over it.
She nagged me endlessly.
That's a sister for you.
Mine are the same.
Your name?
Sonji.
You nag your brother, do you?
Yaya's here?
Yes. She unpacked and went out.
What about dinner?
She's a manager.
She works late.
Hello.
Hm.
Were you off-roading?
Looking over the Hongcheon site.
I'll drive.
I haven't driven at all today.
I need the practice with this car.
And I wanted to try driving this car.
Jia won't eat grains yet?
Hm.
I should turn off my phone.
Me, too.
Question.
Hm?
Multiple choice.
Which do you like best?
1. The work.
2. The creating.
3. The money.
All.
The house is nearly finished?
Hm.
I'd like a country house myself.
Does the owner like it?
Sure. I'll show you later.
Is Hongcheon nice?
You've never been?
No.
Not even to ski?
No.
My friends hate skiing.
It's hard and there are accidents.
It's risky.
The slopes are crowded here.
Not so overseas. Lots more room.
Room to breathe, to take in the forest.
Sounds great.
Hongcheon is nice, though.
The forest is famous.
The maple forest?
Hm. So I've heard.
Sounds lovely.
I'm going back Monday. Want to come?
If Jia doesn't need me.
I can see a lot in your face, you know.
Oh?
Manners, sensitive, sincerity, noble.
Phrenology?
It's in the hands and face.
Hands... Palmistry?
Yep.
You must be tired from driving.
Rest your eyes.
Not at all.
An after-dinner nap.
[Subtitles provided by MBC Translated by D. Bannon]
She's pretty enough but sheesh.
You'll never get married at this rate.
Is he interested?
So cute.
Hold on.
Surely they're not still together.
What does she call you?
To welcome you.
I'm sorry.
It may mean I'm never happy again.
But I can't stop.