(Episode 115)
President Bae.
You...
Why are you here?
Ms. Bae...
Well, you see...
A friend of mine is hospitalized here.
What are you doing here?
I had something to do.
Are you really...
Does An Gilsu know?
No. There's no way he knows.
If he did, he'd be over the moon.
Ms. Bae Gukhui,
your cancer is very advanced.
You must talk to
your family and start chemo right away.
She has cancer?
But how can Bae Gukhui...?
No.
But how can she be so calm?
(Sample Toast Wine)
This isn't the wine I tasted earlier.
The researchers said mom's wine came out well.
The ones who had tasted it
were looking forward to it.
How's this?
That hasn't
fermented yet.
Never mind.
Wait. Let me see that.
This is actually a lot better.
This is it.
This was the wine for the tasting.
But why does it say "unfermented"?
Unless someone switched them,
how else could this have happened?
It wasn't mom's slipup.
Someone did this intentionally.
Remember what I said?
Watch your back.
Wrong.
Now you'll have to watch your front.
What are you doing here?
I have something to discuss with you.
Okay.
About your mom's wine...
Do you know why
she served an unfermented wine?
It's odd.
The fermented sample is in the lab.
Did you switch them by any chance?
Why would I do that?
What I mean is, why did your mom serve
the unfermented rather than fermented wine and
then could not explain herself?
Well...
It's her health.
Something's wrong with her sense of taste.
That can't be.
You know how fine-tuned her sense of taste is.
Never mind. You're excused.
Mom,
your wine was switched with an unfermented one.
Really?
But I clearly marked them.
Bom and the researchers just confirmed that.
I didn't know and
served an unfermented wine.
You always do a final check
before a tasting.
Something's wrong with her sense of taste.
Mom, did you taste it
but slipped up?
Slipped up?
President An said your sense of taste...
No.
He's just saying that to drive me out.
I'm fine, so don't worry.
I have something to ask you.
I'd you to organize another tasting.
What do you mean?
We confirmed that the wine was switched,
and the entire Development Lab staff
thinks there should be another tasting.
Ms. Bae slipped up once.
Who's to say she won't do it again?
And a real expert
doesn't allow mistakes.
Then find out who
came into the lab and
switched the wines.
If it was you who tried to...
Ms. Oh,
do you know how rude this is?
How dare you spew such nonsense?
Bom.
Ms. Bae,
you should teach your daughter better.
How can I put up with
such a brazen employee?
And I hear the wines were switched.
Where was your oversight?
Do you think it's okay
to lack focus and slip up?
I'll be more careful.
I know it's a high-pressure project,
but you should quit your job
if you can't handle it.
Did you look into what I asked you to?
It's terminal cancer.
Are you sure it's Bae Gukhui?
She needs to inform her family.
She's your boss, the CEO, right?
I'm only telling you
because it's so urgent.
Okay.
I'll tell her family.
Is she really in critical condition?
Is it really that bad?
I can't give you the details,
but...
I see.
Okay.
Thanks for your help.
You're home.
Dad.
Hello, father.
Aran, you should...
Gilsu.
Did you do something to upset him again?
Mom,
you know dad relies on her more than me.
Never mind.
Why bother with you two?
Gilsu. Gilsu.
Don't get too attached to Aran.
She's Bae Gukhui's daughter after all.
She may be on your side now
because she's
crazy about Taeho,
but once they break up,
she's capable of coming at you with a knife.
Can I get you anything else?
Aran,
I'm grateful that you're
looking out for me.
But Ms. Bae is your mother.
You should go see her like you did
on your grandmother's birthday.
Pardon?
Okay. Thank you for saying that.
Geez, Gilsu. What's it to you?
You believe your parents will always be with you,
but it's not like that.
Good grief.
Enough. You can go now.
Okay. Thank you.
What are you plotting?
Tell me.
Are you trying to send her back home?
Why would I send her home?
Stop making stupid assumptions!
Geez, Gilsu.
Where are you going?
Gilsu.
Is something up with him?
Why have I come here?
Geez, Jeonggi.
Try it.
Try it, mom.
It hurts.
I did it.
I was quite a dancer when I young.
My waist was nimble, and
my disco moves were impressive.
But this is hard.
It's not about the waist.
It's really your hips.
Wow. There's nothing my bride can't do.
I got this for you, mom.
You're too busy to work out.
But you can relieve stress
just by spinning it
and having a good laugh.
Yes. Try it, Gukhui.
I've never done it before.
Mother, this is
all you have to do.
There's nothing my hubby can't do either.
They're laughing away without abandon,
oblivious of the state Bae Gukhui is in.
How long will you keep it from them?
Taejun and Midal,
come have breakfast.
You cooked for us again?
It's laver roll again?
Good grief.
We attempted new rolls for today's breakfast.
Spicy squid roll,
bean sprout roll,
and bulgogi roll.
Enjoy each ingredient and its savory communion
with laver.
We had laver rolls for breakfast,
lunch, and
dinner yesterday.
How many laver roll meals have we had?
That's why we made something else.
Laver roll alone may be boring,
so here's bean paste soup on the side.
For 50 cents more,
you can upgrade
to a set meal with the soup.
I don't care for an upgrade.
I'm tired of laver rolls.
Baedal,
one tires of
even the prettiest tune
and
the sweetest candy.
Gaeul. Taejun.
Just have one then.
This is no way to attract investment.
You're actually shooing investors away.
Geez, Midal.
Stop being silly
and come have rice soup.
Laver roll vendors
don't have laver rolls for every meal.
Fine. Suit yourself.
Why?
Baedal and Jeongmi aren't coming?
No.
They're not eating
until you invest in their business.
They say it's laver roll or nothing.
Like that will help them.
Mr. Kang... I mean,
dad is such a stingy...
I mean, cautious investor.
Gaeul knows me.
I can't invest even a penny of my money
in an unprofitable business.
The fact that I'm investing in
your hairdressing classes
is that I see promise, so keep up
the good work.
I will.
(Hunger Strike Day 1)
(Hunger Strike)
(Laver Roll or Nothing)
What are you guys doing?
What are you protesting?
Good grief.
Midal and Taejun,
we're sorry,
but we're going on
a huger strike until
you invest in
Peanut Laver Rolls main branch! Yes!
Will this work?
Laver rolls aren't just a business
but our hope, dream,
and vision that will determine Peanut and
Chisaem's future.
So you'll starve yourselves until
Taejun gives you money?
Fine. Go for it then.
Good grief.
Then how about...
Then invest in their business and
give me spending money...
Hey, Oh Gaeul,
who cares about your allowance?
My future is at stake here.
Jeongmi, you can't go on a hunger strike
when you're pregnant.
Please eat, and we'll take
our time thinking about the investment.
Good grief.
Stop this nonsense and eat.
Baedal, it wasn't long ago you were elated
over the award you got at your job.
So what's this nonsense about
starting your own business?
Geez.
No way.
This will never work.
We won't even have a drop of water
until you invest in us.
That's right.
Why eat when
we have no hope or dream?
You need to eat for Peanut's sake.
Here.
How can I eat alone?
I'm really growing tired of laver rolls.
Wait.
My heart sank when
I heard you wanted to see me.
I thought you were going to frame me again.
You must still be upset at me.
Thanks to
your help though,
all went well.
You owe me one.
Yes, I do.
I'll return the favor one day.
So what is this regarding?
I was wondering if your father could
recommend a cancer ward at a university hospital.
Although he's in the States,
he must know more about
the ins and outs of hospitals than us.
Are you ill?
No, it's not for me.
Someone I know is sick.
Oh...
Is it serious?
Okay.
My dad
will do anything for me,
so no sweat.
I'll ask him.
Okay. Thanks.
Now I owe you another favor.
Did you get the photo?
Can you stop your juvenile antics?
What is your ulterior motive?
I never heard back so I wasn't sure,
but you did get it.
What ulterior motive?
Maru looked so adorable sleeping,
so I sent you his picture.
Maru and I are married.
What you're doing
won't drive us apart.
Give up on ruining our marriage and
have some decency.
She should get off her high horse.
Just watch.
A wedding band can't stop me.
Once I have my eyes on a man,
I make him mine even if I have to ruin him.
I'm freezing.
This picnic
might have given me a cold.
Why didn't you listen to me?
I said you
needed a warmer jacket.
They say March
isn't time yet to be fashion-conscious.
Enough.
Your nagging is giving me a headache.
I'm going in to lie down.
Hey, kids.
I'll tend the store,
so you guys go home.
You must enjoy
being newlyweds, right?
What's there to enjoy?
She pores over her wine books every night
and completely ignores me.
Hubby...
Mom's sick, please go to her.
We'll tend the pub.
Be that as it may, I can't do that to you guys.
Hey.
Oh, right. The leaven lab.
I forgot.
Okay. I'll be right there.
Do you want to come with me?
You can tell us about the company's situation.
But the pub...
Why don't you go with father?
Maru knows more about what's going on.
Really?
Then will you accompany me to the meeting, Maru?
If it'll help found the leaven lab,
I'll do whatever I can.
Midal's so lucky.
She went on a picnic and got sick, right?
And Taejun is on her beck and call,
nursing her around the clock.
I saw.
"Ow, it hurts. Don't touch me."
She was being such a baby.
It really got on my nerves.
Is Midal not feeling well?
I'd get sick if I got that kind of pampering.
She's being treated like a queen.
I know.
Bom's bearing the brunt of it all.
After working all day,
she has to tend the pub.
Midal even wants her to make breakfast now.
Bom's still at the pub working?
Yes. Bom's slaving away after working all day
just to sell a few more
bowls of rice soup.
Midal's being so unfair.
She's being the mean adoptive mom again.
You don't say.
Her husband's rich.
Why can't she close the pub for a night?
But then again,
it's Bom doing all the work.
I'm stepping out for a bit.
Welcome.
Oh? Mom.
What are you doing here?
Mother has a bad cold.
But you worked all day
at the office.
Enough.
Close up and come home.
Where's Maru?
Why are you here alone?
He went to a meeting with father
about your lab...
I knew your mother took you for granted,
but this is too much.
Move.
I'll do it.
But mom, I just seasoned it.
Really?
Is there a problem with your palate?
You slipped up at the wine tasting too.
I'm just tired.
It's okay.
My sense of taste will come back.
Hello?
Stop it, Taejun.
Midal.
When we were young, we got sick
to have canned peaches.
Don't you remember?
Open up, Midal.
You have some too.
I'm sorry I snapped earlier.
Don't be sorry.
You weren't feeling well.
Midal.
You too, Taejun.
Midal.
Gukhui.
I'm sorry.
You didn't hear my knocking.
What brings you here?
I heard you were ill.
You must have recovered.
I wouldn't say that,
but I got some sleep.
I know this may offend you,
but I must say it.
Please don't make Bom work at the pub
anymore.
Gukhui, it's not like
I drover her like a slave.
After a long day at the office,
Bom's working away at the pub
on her swollen legs.
It breaks my heart.
You see,
I did suggest closing the pub...
Look, Gukhui,
you're not being fair.
I didn't make her work all day.
Can't I even ask her to help out
for a couple of hours?
Next time you need help,
please tell me
instead of putting Bom to work.
Goodness gracious.
How can she just take off once
she's done talking?
Unbelievable.
Everyone else is laughing and crying,
happy and sad,
and fighting and making up.
So why me?
Why do I have to go so soon?
Oh? Gukhui.
You're late.
Were you waiting for me?
Do you know what this is?
Let's go in.
When we were dating,
we'd watch a movie and
have Chungmu rolls in Myeong-dong
and then have spicy cold noodles
before heading home.
Your mom ate with such an appetite.
I love it when Bom eats well too.
Stop it and just eat.
This is wonderfully spicy.
Mom, have some.
The spiciness will bring your appetite back.
Yes, have some.
See if it still tastes like it used to.
Yes.
It still tastes
just like it used to.
- Mom. / - Mother.
What's wrong?
What is this regarding?
You don't look well.
Why don't you take a vacation?
Take a few days...
No. Take a couple of months off.
Don't worry about the toast wine,
and go somewhere nice
to get some rest.
That's okay.
Thank you for the kind offer,
but this isn't
the time to kick back and relax.
You've worked long and hard.
Who cares about the toast wine?
Just get some rest.
Please stop this.
I know you want to drive me out,
but I won't let you.
I'm going to protect Punggildang.
I'll make a successful toast wine
and make you regret
taking my place.
What is she saying?
What is she babbling about
at the expense of her own health?
Darn it.
You're going to test Ms. Bae?
What do you mean?
You were all
at the tasting.
That's right.
Someone switched
the wines that day.
The researchers
are raving about Ms. Bae's wine.
Shouldn't we get to the bottom of that first?
Find out who switched the wines...
We're looking into that.
But whether or not the wines were switched,
Ms. Bae couldn't tell that the wine she tasted
wasn't the fermented version.
So I propose that we test her to see if
we can trust her with this project.
What are your thoughts?
I'll be honest.
My sense of taste isn't what it used to be.
Mom, what do you mean?
The doctor said it's a temporary condition
brought on by stress,
but I don't think I can make the toast wine.
President An seems to have caught on,
so I'm turning to you for help.
Get Bom to replace me...
No.
You must see this through.
If you can't tough it out here,
what makes you think Bom can?
It's a temporary condition,
so get it treated, and Bom and I
will help you until you recover.
Just focus on the R&D
like nothing is wrong.
Bom will be your hands and tongue,
and I will be your shadow.
We'll use raw rice wines of varying
fermentation levels
for Ms. Bae's sensory test.
Shouldn't a Punggildang advisor
be able to tell them apart?
Father, that's a bit...
Fine.
So long as it's fair and honest,
there's no reason Ms. Bae will say no.
But if Ms. Bae passes,
I'm funding
the construction of the leaven lab.
And Ms. Bae will be made director.
I'm in favor of that.
As a winemaker ages, there's always talk about
his or her failing sense of taste.
It will be reassuring for us to know
Ms. Bae's still in tiptop form.
But won't this test be disrespectful of Ms. Bae?
That's right.
I worry that there will be talks
about our lack of respect.
Enough.
We'll set up the test then.
Fine.
We feel bad it had to come to this,
but we agreed on the need for an open test,
and Ms. Bae agreed to it.
Yes. Let's get started.
So I have to identify
the extent of fermentation, right?
That's right.
What do you think, Ms. Bae?
Go ahead.
This was
fermented for about a week at 21°C,
a lower temperature than usual.
That's correct.
Taste the next wine, please.
Punggildang wines are fermented for five days
at 28°C before second fermentation,
but this raw wine was fermented for six days.
That's correct.
Over-fermented for 24 hours.
And the amount of water is off.
I imagine it's a defective or disposed
product from
the tank at Gangeung Plant 3.
When I had to leave my post,
I reminded you several times
that the tank had to be repaired,
but I guess you haven't
gotten around to it yet.
Ms. Bae, this test...
Okay.
We'll wrap up the test here.
Mom, how...
Are you better now?
Wow. I didn't know you were this talented.
Good job.
I mean it. Good job.
Good job.
What did I tell you?
Good going.
What can I say?
How can this be?
Has she recovered her sense of taste?
No, that's impossible.
I'm so relieved.
I was worried mother's palate was damaged.
Spineless fool.
Good job.
I'm so relieved.
I was worried she'd slip up.
Mom would never slip up.
You got your superb sense of taste from mom.
I know.
But she hasn't been feeling well.
She's gotten better.
I'll help you.
It's okay.
Huh? Aran...
(Fermented for 6 days at 25°C)
This...
Hush.
I did it.
That was the only way
to help mom.
We have to keep mom here.
I don't know anymore.
How can I make wine like this?
No. How can I live like this?
Ms. Bae, enough is enough.
Excuse me?
What is this about?
I know everything.
I heard.
Mom needs to recover and get
her sense of taste back
before President An catches on.
What are you saying?
No. No!
Your denial won't
make your illness go away.
Please leave work
and get chemotherapy.
Doesn't your life come first?
Mom.