(Episode 14)
I'm fine.
You're not fine.
It's dangerous, so don't move.
What happened?
I was helping with the display.
What are you doing here?
What does that matter?
Can't you see Aran?
I'm fine, so don't worry.
Oh, no. How did that happen?
Use this.
Thank you.
You don't
have to return it.
It's okay, Oh Bom.
Why let this drag you down?
Chin up.
Don't move.
You'll hurt yourself.
What is that?
It's nothing.
Just a sample.
Aran!
I told you not to move.
Oh, no. It's a deep cut.
Aran, let's go to the hospital.
It's not that bad.
You're bleeding profusely.
Why do you keep saying you're okay?
We have to stop the bleeding.
Don't touch her.
We have to check the cut.
Aran,
let's get you to a hospital.
Come.
You poor thing.
What happened?
I'll take Aran to the hospital.
You can go now.
Aren't you being unfair?
I just want to take my daughter to the hospital.
I won't bother you,
so don't worry.
Dad, I'm fine.
Just do as I say.
Oh, wow. My son's here.
Oh, my goodness.
What happened?
Aran is hurt.
Where and how did she get hurt?
Did her wrist snap in half?
Geez, mom.
Is it bad?
It's not serious.
Of course it is.
My heart drops even if my pumpkin
gets a nosebleed from picking her nose.
So of course this is serious.
Your fussing will only make her nervous.
Aran.
I'm sorry
to have caused you concern.
But you've bled profusely.
Why refuse to see a doctor?
She hasn't been to see a doctor?
Why are you so indifferent?
A doctor's on his way.
The bleeding's not stopping.
Ground lotus root works like magic, but
there's no way they'd have it here.
Stop sounding like a quack.
It could make the cut worse.
You seem to have a bit of a fever too.
You must have bled so much that
your lips are blue.
You're probably not getting enough blood here.
Take mom out
so that Aran can rest.
Okay.
Come on, mom. Let's go downstairs.
But I should be nursing my pumpkin.
Aran, get some rest.
Come. Come.
Poor Aran.
She's bled a lot,
so I should make her beef porridge.
Geez. You're fussing as though
she's been in a major accident.
She hardly ever eats, so she must be
feeling very weak from the bleeding.
Mom, get a hold of yourself.
It's just a little cut on her hand.
Don't you know I know that?
Human beings are frail.
They turn to family when they get sick.
This is our chance.
Just look.
Aran bleeds a little,
and she turns to her father.
Wow. Wow. Remarkable.
How did such a smart woman
get scammed and lost
our family home?
Why bring up the past?
You startled me!
Geez.
It's not serious, is it?
Please disinfect the cut every day.
The nurse will give you the medication.
Thank you.
The cut stings, right?
It'll get better soon.
It's bearable.
But your fever's not subsiding.
Let me bring you an ice pack.
You should go now.
I can take care of...
How can I go?
I'll stay until Aran gets better.
Having seen the state she's in,
I can't get myself to leave her.
My dear pumpkin,
I made you porridge with
ground grade-A beef.
Nothing's better than this after you've bled,
so let's eat.
I'm not hungry.
You have to force yourself to eat.
You need to eat to get better.
That's right.
She made it just for you,
saying I couldn't even taste it.
Have just a little.
Yes. Have some for
grandma's sake.
The cut on your hand isn't the issue.
You seem to be very weak.
Eat this and regain your strength.
How will you work otherwise.
Here you go.
Good girl.
My dear dumpling,
you must eat for me to live.
Thank you, pumpkin.
One more.
Huh? Bom.
I'm sorry. I dozed off.
It's okay.
Oh, no.
Did you not get to work?
Was it because of me?
It's not that.
I'm tired. I should go.
I don't know what's wrong with me.
I set my alarm to take a quick nap,
but my phone must've run out of juice.
It's okay.
I'm sorry.
I'll find an even better job,
so don't be angry.
Don't worry about it.
Good grief.
Why does she have the invoice
I made for that widower?
She can't even take care of herself,
yet she's such a busybody.
Getting rid of this won't stop me.
Why are you running around day and night?
I went to work...
Never mind.
Like you're the only one who's busy.
And it's not like you're bringing home a fortune.
You do your own laundry.
And bleach and disinfect
the pub rags and aprons.
Okay.
I think you're planning to write off
the money that widower owes me,
but taking the invoice from him won't help.
I have it written down elsewhere.
Mom,
why are you being like this?
Mr. Choi basically runs the pub now.
It'll be your loss if you let him
work this off.
I can't warm up to you because you never
take my side over others'?
All she cares about is money.
I'm sick and tired of it.
You messed this up by
doing something you didn't have to.
I'm sorry.
Your apology won't solve this.
You ruined everything.
She did look familiar.
Then at Punggildang too?
Listen,
this isn't a corner store.
You can't beg and cry
your way in.
I beg you.
Let go!
She said I ruining everything.
Is that why she refused to hire me?
What do you know
about our products anyway?
Get out if you plan to
keep badmouthing our product.
What I said wasn't out of line...
I don't want to waste my breath,
so get out right now.
Why do I keep running into that wacko?
My son's finally back.
One night becomes two, and
before long, he'll be here for good.
Dream on, mom.
Can't you see what's going on?
While Jeonggi's been nursing Aran,
Gukhui never went to the second floor.
Her daughter's relying on her dad.
Gukhui can't kick him out
no matter how heartless she is.
Aran really is conniving.
What a brilliant plot to get her dad to move in.
She didn't plot anything.
It just happened.
This is the will of the heavens.
You and your wild imagination.
My goodness.
You must be tired.
Have breakfast,
nap until lunch, and then
this evening, notify Gukhui that
you're staying for good for Aran's sake.
Mom, that's not why I'm here.
But this is a golden opportunity.
You must move in.
You should pack your things.
Take mom to where you are.
I was planning to.
My goodness.
Aran.
You should get more sleep.
I've slept enough.
Will it scar?
It'd be awful if my dumpling
ends up with a scar.
They have good ointments.
A cut that small won't scar.
I'll go to Gyeongdong Market and
get you medicinal herbs for that.
Don't worry.
You should eat.
Is there any beef porridge left?
Yes. Of course there is.
My pumpkin must want grandma's porridge.
I'll heat it up right away.
Thank you.
I didn't know my dumpling was
so warm and loving.
Aran's being a baby in front you and mother.
Probably.
But she is just a kid when she's with us.
I know I'm a worthless father,
but I need to ask you for a favor.
I've caused Aran a lot of pain,
so please comfort her.
You suddenly want to be her father now?
Are you thinking of using Aran as an excuse to...
I won't cause you grief,
so don't worry.
Is something going on at work?
Aran seemed very stressed yesterday.
She just joined the company
and is learning the ropes,
so it must be stressful.
But I can't let her whine and moan
like a little kid.
But she's...
I'll take care of Aran.
Please leave with mother as soon as possible.
Welcome...
Dad.
Where have you been?
Look at us slaving away because of you.
I never asked you to do this.
I told Ms. Lee that I would work here
for our room and board,
so why are you working?
You seemed to be running late,
so we wanted to help.
Who asked you for your help?
Your father's incompetence is
no reason for you to be like this.
Chin up and stand proud.
Dad, people need money to stand proud.
Listen carefully.
I'll do whatever it takes
to send you two back to school
next semester,
okay?
You'll get it from me if you do
any work around here again.
This is my job.
I lashed out at them in addition to
putting them through so much hardship.
I brought children into this world
but can't take care of a single one.
I'm such an awful father.
Dad's so weird.
He should thank us for helping him.
You don't get him.
It upsets him
to see us work.
If it does, he should make tons of money
or give us back our old way of life.
He should be quiet otherwise.
What did I tell you?
Mind what you say to dad.
Can't you see for whom he's working so hard?
What?
Are you saying it's for us?
Whatever.
Geez.
What's wrong with you?
I told you to come only
to stop you from texting me.
How can you really show up?
And you look awful.
You're a fashion terrorist.
Hey,
you don't look too great yourself.
What?
Is this where you live?
None of your business.
What do you want?
Do you know I walked all night to get here
from the other side of the river?
So what?
This is
all your fault.
I was dragged
back home because of you.
What kind of sheer nonsense is that?
I was subjected to
so much humiliation.
I had to
beg for forgiveness
and was locked up in my room.
It wasn't home. It was prison.
You must have caused a lot of trouble
for your mom to have done that.
I'll save an immature soul today.
Here.
Take a bus home
and ask your parents for forgiveness.
I'm doing you one last favor, okay?
I can't go. You're stuck with me.
Hey! My precious money...
Do you think you can make up for what you did
by giving me $1.30?
Hey, where are you going?
Get back here.
How stressful.
I have him in the palm of my hands.
He has nowhere to go
but to his loser music buddies.
Why bother if you know where he is?
Leave him be.
You're always so clingy,
which is why he doesn't respect us
and does whatever he wants to.
What choice do I have?
Parents are forever slaves to their children.
You should change your thinking.
Suho's no longer your little boy.
He's 23, an adult.
I was the family breadwinner at his age.
Good grief. Times are different.
I'm paying him no heed
or giving him any support
whether you drag him or he returns on his own,
so you do the same.
He abandoned us,
so he's on his own now.
This is your son we're talking about.
I didn't bring him into this world alone.
How can you be so cold-hearted?
Be quiet.
Don't you dare
send him to Canada or
waste any more money on him
once he returns home.
You'll get it from me if you do.
We have to make sure
that lout makes something of himself.
I already warned you that
none of that is worth it.
Geez. Darn.
Darn it.
What a pain.
Yes, hello?
This is so good.
How can you have an appetite?
Mom, how did you...
Why you...
Good grief.
Get up. Come on.
Let go, mom.
You're choking me.
I should do a lot worse to you.
Let's go. Come on.
Bye.
So long.
Serves him right.
What a pain.
As you know,
the wine isn't inferior just because
it's been flavored artificially.
But we needed proof to
convince the company.
So I was going to do a tasting
at the opening night of the wine bar,
but alas.
Thank goodness it was just a minor cut.
Consider it a sign
of better things to come.
Would you retrieve the wine so that
the product isn't leaked?
Yes, of course. Don't worry.
Aran.
Excuse me.
Is this it? Let me see.
Is it bad?
It's nothing.
I heard you were prepping the opening event.
Why do you insist on doing everything?
I guess getting hurt isn't all bad.
My hand hurts a little,
but I'm the center of attention.
Stop being a child.
Hi.
How are you feeling?
I'm sorry to have worried you.
Don't be sorry.
That can't be comfortable.
It's my fault for being a klutz.
When we were at the Suwon distillery,
Ms. Bae would get her hands
nicked and cut every day.
You put yourself out there
for the company just like her.
Mom was like that too?
I think
she's planning to declare Paran missing.
Pardon?
After much thinking,
she's finally come to a decision.
So you should take care of yourself
for Ms. Bae's sake.
Aran, you're all she has now.
How are you?
It's been so long.
I was busy with the opening of
the Punggildang Wine Bar.
Yes.
Pardon?
You started the production of the renewed wine?
No. I never authorized that.
There must've been a mix-up.
Please stop production until
I get back to you.
Choi Aran, what is the meaning of this?
I was told the wine for re-release,
flavored artificially, is in production.
Why didn't you
report this to me?
The wine for re-release?
There must've been a mix-up.
That's not for commercial distribution.
I had it made for a staff tasting.
Are you sure?
Of course.
I put in the order without any labeling.
Would I have done that if
it was for commercial distribution?
Looks like there was a misunderstanding.
That's why you have to be cautious
not to cause any confusion.
I'll take that to heart.
How was it leaked?
How can I pull this off
with such poor coordination?
Yes, okay.
Should I come now?
Okay.
Oh Bom, let's go to work.
What kind of work?
A couple hours of hard work, and
we'll get paid a full day's worth.
Really?
How did you score a gig like that?
I have some clout, okay?
I owe you for yesterday's blunder.
Wow. I'm seeing you in a new light.
(Out of Order)
Yes, we're here,
but the elevator
is out of order.
Pardon?
Up six flights of stairs?
Giving us $1 more per box isn't the issue.
I just don't think we can do it.
I'm sorry.
13, 14, 15...
Let's go. I told them we're out.
We'll find another gig.
Call back and tell them we'll do it.
Move all these up six flights of stairs?
We can't do it.
Why not?
They're giving us $1 more per box, right?
If you add that up,
that's two weeks' worth of bus money.
You don't know anything.
I've moved crates of alcohol.
You'll end up spending more on medicine.
I'm not like you, okay?
I did my first part-time gig with
my mom in the winter
of my high school
freshman year.
But still...
Let's do it.
Come on.
Chin up.
Let's just think about the money.
I'm sorry.
Why are you sorry?
You got me a job.
This won't do.
You stay right here.
I'll move the rest.
What's wrong with me today?
I'm famous for being tireless.
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have said I could do this.
I'm only being a nuisance.
It's okay.
I'll be done in a couple of trips,
so you just rest here.
No. We should do this together.
You'll only get in the way.
I can do it faster alone, okay?
Here.
What is this?
Our pay of course.
Isn't this a great rate?
I'm glad I listened to you.
Why are you giving me this much?
I thought we agreed to split it 50-50.
You have a long way to go.
You did three times more work than me.
So how can we split the pay 50-50?
A business partnership
requires financial precision.
This is fairer.
But you've done so much for me.
If you feel bad,
you can buy lunch or something.
Look at you. Having fun?
Knock it off, mom.
You said you were unfairly slapped, and
yet you're chatting away with my daughter.
Are you just nice
or stupid?
I should have
called to let you know.
You're not stupid.
You're just a pushover.
Mom, you should apologize to Maru,
not berate him like this.
What apology?
I engaged conversation with him,
and we're good now,
aren't we?
Yes, we are.
Do something for me.
Pick up some meat
from the butcher.
Why are you asking him to do that?
It's okay. I'll go.
It's fine.
I'll be right back.
Mom, you're so hard on them.
What did I say?
I'll make them pay
for the room,
water, power...
Everything to the last penny.
It's not over just because
you got the invoice back.
Are you done?
I'm working on it.
We have some things coming in,
so clear up as much space
as possible.
Okay.
Good grief. Toss out things like this.
Okay.
Wait.
Why is Bom's picture here?
And who's this child?
When she was this little,
her dad used to take her out
when I spanked her.
This must've been taken then.
How could he die, leaving behind
the daughter he doted on so much?
Bom,
I'm sorry about yesterday.
I had gone to help you,
but alas.
Why are you sorry?
I was so frazzled
that I didn't tend to you.
I apologize.
It's really okay.
Is that for the recycling bin?
- I'll take it out. / - It's okay.
I'll take it.
What is this?
Oh, that?
It's a pinhole camera I made out of
the box of socks you got me.
Wow. This actually takes pictures?
Of course.
Do you want to see a picture
I took with a pinhole camera?
I had it in here.
Mr. Choi,
what's keeping you?
I was about to take this out.
Geez.
If only she were half as nice to me.
Good grief.
I could've sworn I had it in here.
Ms. Choi,
I retrieved all the re-release wine
from the wine bar and the factory.
Thank you.
It won't be unveiled
until after a successful tasting,
so please keep it under wraps for now.
Of course, Ms. Choi.
Yes?
I'll be right down.
Why did you come here?
You kept saying you were fine,
which worried me more.
Did you get the dressing changed?
Why are you being nice all of a sudden?
I'm busy. I have to go.
Wait.
This is an iron supplement,
something young women need.
Please take it.
I will.
Did you call Ms. Choi's office?
She's not at her desk.
I'll call again.
That's okay.
I'll just go to her office.
I'm not planning to lie.
We'll disclose all the ingredients,
so what's the problem?
I checked.
Corporate headquarters never issued such an order.
There's no way we'd make inferior wine like that.
Pardon?
Ms. Choi issued the production order?
Hello?
What?
You just talked to Ms. Bae?
Are you out of your mind?
How could you tell her that?
Mom.
Choi Aran, what's going on?
Mom...