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- Episode 4 -
Who are you?
I am asking who you are you bastard!
As you can see, I am hiding behind Writer Han Se Ju's name,
and ghostwriting for him. I am the ghostwriter
Yoo Jin Oh.
What are you? Why are you smiling?
Ah. I didn't know that I would be caught like this, so I am a bit embarrassed.
You didn't know you were going to get caught?
Even though you've come into my writing room, you are sitting on my desk,
and you were pounding on my typewriter like crazy.
But you thought you weren't going to get caught?
I know, right?
Hey, why do you keep smiling?
Are you smiling so I won't spit at you? Do you really think I wouldn't?
Ah, don't be like this.
I feel like things will become very disgraceful.
More than me?
Do you feel disgraced? But you are holding onto me, and I'm being held?
This bastard really!
Who sent you? Who sent you, you bastard?
♪ Why are you calling me? Why are you calling me? Why are you calling me when I am busy? ♪
♪ Open both your arms and hug me tight ♪
Sing, sing, Ji Seok!
♪ In the bottom of that deep blue ocean, my loneliness wanders ♪
♪ Who called me that I have come all this way? ♪
♪ You cannot love me anymore ♪
♪ I know this ♪
♪ But who keeps calling me from behind? ♪
Hey, c'mon, louder!
Gold Egg?
Hello—
♪ Did anyone truly love me— ♪
What is this?
Who was that?!
Chairman, the phone.
Aish, who can be that you had to stop me from having fun!
It's Mr. Gold Egg.
Hum...
Yeah, baby. What's up, Writer Han?
Gal Ji Seok, you run to my home right now.
Sorry, Writer Han, but
I am having a gathering with my precious Golden Bear family.
I can't go.
I will give you 20 minutes. If you don't come, there is no contract renewal.
Wow. I just saw Usain Bolt right now. (A Jamaican sprinter.)
That's fast enough to be called teleportation.
I thought he was a goblin.
By chance, are you tying me up right now?
Then do you think I am tying my shoelaces now?
Isn't this illegal confinement?
That's not something a trespasser has a right to say.
Well, even when I told you truthfully who I am and who sent me here...
I don't trust anything that comes out of mouths of dark-haired animals.
In general, I mean.
What happens when you finish tying me up? Burn me at the stake?
That's quite a good idea. But let me worry about that after the three of us talked.
For us to become three, don't we need someone else?
Se Ju. Han Se Ju!
Don't move and stay here.
Why are you saying that, it's not like I can. I'm here bound like a dead person.
Maybe I should have sewn your mouth shut? Don't make me feel conflicted about that.
This guy sure is cute.
Hey Se Ju. When did you change the door password?
If you changed it, you should tell me. I almost had the alarm company to come.
Why so much work putting on a show?
You let the ghostwriter know my password. So that means you know it already.
Why on earth are you being like this?
I already got rid of the ghostwriter, I told you.
As bullshit as you're making sushi out of iron. (total nonsense)
Come with me, we need to have the three of us talking.
Se Ju, I have legs, too. I can transport myself.
Look at him carefully. Can you still deny it?
See what?
Oh.
What is this? Is this a magic show? When should I clap?
Ah, he's coming from up here, right?
Now. I need to be surprised though...
Hyung, you got rid of him, right?
Who? I need to know who it is to get rid of him.
He was here for sure.
In an imposing manner worthy of Napoleon himself, he was pounding on my typewriter!
Wow. Oh.
You took drugs again, huh? Did you meet with Dr. Yang?
Are you saying that I am crazy right now?
Hey, you have to tell me when and where he will appear. I told you I would clap for you!
He was definitely here. With his own mouth, he told me that he was a ghostwriter that you sent.
He said that he was sent by Gal Ji Seok of Golden Bear Publishing.
I really am going crazy. Fine.
Let's see this to the end. I will directly call Writer Yoo.
Okay? Wow, and you said I would make sushi out of iron? You almost had me laughing.
Oh, Writer Yoo. This is Golden Bear's Gal Ji—
Bonjorno everyone. Right now, you can only find me where they make pizza and spaghetti, Italy.
Please don't look for me for the time being.
- I said stop fooling around, didn't I? - Writer Yoo, you weren't in Rome?
Answer your phone, Writer Yoo! Writer Yoo Chang Myeong!
What did you just say?
What?
Writer Yoo Chang Myeong?
Yes, Writer Yoo Chang Myeong. You've heard of him, too.
He debuted three years ago, winning a writing contest for a woman's weekly magazine.
But things didn't work out so well for him, so he's been ghostwriting autobiographies--
It's not Yoo Jin Oh?
Who is Yoo Jin Oh?
I am the ghostwriter
Yoo Jin Oh.
Yoo... Jin...Oh.
Yoo Jin Oh Neil. (Eugene O'Neill)
What's wrong? Yoo Jin Oh, what? What's going on?
Yoo Jin Oh, you son of a bit... (end up sounding like dog and bird)
What do you mean dog and bird? Dog and bird?
What kind of DNA mutation is that?
I am not a dog and bird, but your partner.
This dog and bird!
Aigoo. Why is that punk being like this?
Aigoo. Really.
Yes, Dr. Yang. This is Gal Ji Seok from Golden Bear.
I have a question about Writer Han. When was the last time he had counseling?
Ah, is that right? No wonder...
He is a bit strange, that's why.
Heol.
I got caught without warning, so now what will happen?
Just a little bit more...
keep playing with him, shall I?
Who is he? Who are you?
What is your identity?!?
[Chicago Typewriter]
What are you saying right now, Writer Baek?
You said you finished your manuscript two days ago.
Yeah, I scrapped the whole thing. I thought I would start all over again.
You said you would turn it in today. How can you hit me with this?
What? What on earth is the problem?
It felt like not enough of my soul was in it.
What? Is it about a shaman? But it wasn't, was it?
Then I will assume you understand, and I will be taking a trip for a week for research.
Ah, Writer Baek, don't do that. For now, just bring it.
Just give me the manuscript, and let's discuss modifying it.
I'm sorry. It's my first work in five years, so I don't want to half-ass it.
Oh, I'm going crazy. Yesterday, Writer Han was throwing fits. And now you? Did you two team up together?
What about Writer Han? Did something happen?
Huh? No.
No, what did I just say? What kind of story? It was about a shaman?
You should've just waited 30 seconds, I'm right around the corner.
Alright, alright, I'll be right there!
Sunbae! I'm here!
Oh! Perfect timing!
If you were just one minute late, my husband would've killed me.
Hurry and go. Have a happy anniversary!
Alright, I'll leave it in your hands!
Hey, hey, hey. Don't be like that and stop the errands or whatever, and just work with me.
Gosh, here you go again.
I'll give you the vice director position.
Forget it.
Why? Are the cattle still crying? Wouldn't they stop?
Aren't you late? Won't you die if you're late, you said?
Yeah, but... wear scrubs. You don't look trustworthy without it.
Mong is much better after being in the oxygen cage.
Cherry has gastroenteritis. Cherry, let me see your eyes.
I think we need to take a Fundus photo as well.
Yes, I'll get it ready.
What's wrong?
It's strange. I definitely felt like someone was staring at me.
-Hello.-Yes, hello!
Oh, but is Baek Seol still sick?
Not at all. I am taking a research trip and the house will be empty,
so I was going to leave her at the clinic for the time being.
But, you were a veterinarian?
What is this? That look of distrust?
I'm working in Sunbae's absence. How long will you need to keep her here?
Not sure. About 5 days for now, but not completely sure yet.
-Come on in.-Okay.
Mm, alright.
Alright alright good job.
Seol, shall we go down and play?
So she still vomits from time to time?
Yes, it seems like she doesn't have much appetite and sleeps a lot. She doesn't groom herself as much either.
She was usually affectionate, but she's less playful.
-Hmm, it could be depression.-What?
Now that I look, there aren't any specific diagnosis but you keep bringing her in.
If there's a change in scenery often, the cat becomes anxious thinking that they're being thrown away.
Ah, I'm sorry.
How much do you play with her a day?
I'm a bit busy and she normally sleeps a lot. She also hates being woken up.
It's not that Baek Seol sleeps a lot, but she sleeps a lot because you don't play with her.
You don't even brush her fur, do you?
Well, that...
- Since I'm a guy... - Is anyone expecting you to braid her hair or put it up in a ponytail?
Why does being a male matter? That's why she stopped caring for herself,
and stopped grooming herself.
Why do I keep feeling like I've been called into the principal's office?
In any case, it seems like Butler Baek needs to learn how to play.
This is fishing bait. Look.
- Fishing bait? - Just like a bird flying around.
-From up and down-Like this? Ow!
Seol! Baek Seol!
We're stimulating the rat hunt for her.
-Oh, like this?-Yes.
- Oh, you're doing well! Isn't this fun? - Yeah.
What time are you done at the clinic?
At 7.
Why?
Would you like to have a drink with me?
What is this? It smells like you're seducing me.
I'm not. You helped me out for free last time, and I'm also grateful for your help with Baek Seol this time.
Personally, I have a favor to ask of you as well.
What favor?
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Crap, seriously!
Ugh, what is it? Where is it? Where on earth is it anyway?
This is my dad's mountain cabin. And I'm going to look for my dad's keepsake which I lost while moving you here.
And just in case it's buried, I'm bringing a shovel.
Assistant?
Yes. I'm writing a new piece right now. I need someone to help.
But why me? I'm not a writer.
The person I need isn't a writer. It's a veterinarian.
Why do you need a veterinarian when you're writing?
Oh, to keep Baek Seol happy?
Not that. I need some help in veterinary terms.
So I am asking you to be my adviser, supervisor, and assistant.
How's it sound? I'll make sure you're not disappointed in the pay.
Oh no. It's been so long since I've quit veterinary.
Instead, I'll refer you to a great doctor.
I don't like it. I'd prefer you to do it.
Don't think so. I'm not the one.
Why did you quit? Veterinary.
Do you have some huge story?
I'll tell you later when we get closer.
Let's become close. Starting now.
I've wanted to get close to you. Ever since I first saw you.
Please give us some more beer!
Silence of the Lambs.
Silence of the Lambs?
For me, Silence of the Cattle.
Silence of the cattle?
Do you remember foot-and-mouth disease becoming a serious problem a few years ago?
Well, that's happened quite a few times.
In any case, because manpower was limited,
veterinarians, of course, but even veterinary students were called to the site.
You too?
I was assigned euthanasia and blood collection for examination purposes.
Oh no.
The cattle owners
were crying as they fed their cattle high end feeds as their last meals.
And next to them, I count the syringes.
A newly born calf kept coming near, licking my hand, when I was there to kill it.
After I gave him the shot,
he died within 3 seconds because he was so young.
After that, the sound of cattle crying won't leave my head.
I became a veterinarian in order to treat sick animals.
But there seemed to be more animals that I killed than saved.
That's why I ran away. Because the cow's crying won't stop.
Well, that kind of story?
Please give us more beer!
Now that I think about it,
when I do work that could result in ending a life,
I always get discouraged.
Was I a butcher in a past life?
Or did I kill someone?
[Holy Water Agency]
Did I kill someone precious that I shouldn't have,
and am I being punished right now?
Why are you here?
Ah, what brings you here?
Oh, are you here to see your fortune?
I asked you first.
What are you?
What are you to keep hanging around me?
At first sight,
I fell hard.
Ugh. Do you want to die?
Not you,
but Jeon Seol.
If you came, why didn't you come inside the house?
How can you leave clothes out over night? It's going to get hit by morning dew.
I was coming out to get it.
Leave it, go back—
-What's wrong? -Bang Jin.
Ma Bang Jin!
What?
I was writing up a storm for the first time in a while.
Go to the kitchen and bring some red beans.
Why red beans all of a sudden?
There's a dark energy coming close.
There are definitely two of them.
Which one is it?
Which side...
Oh, my eyes.
-Gosh.-What are you doing? Bring the red beans now!
Seriously! Ugh!
You and that girl,
when, where, and how did you meet?
On the day I came to Korea from the US at the airport.
At first sight.
U.S... U.S...
The U.S. is nice.
This a**hole, is lying every time he opens his mouth.
Huh?
These days in New York,
I guess everyone dresses this tacky?
Oh, there's a bad energy coming. You need to run away.
Hey! Where are you running?
Ah! Ow!
Leave!
Ah! It stings!
It stings! It stings!
Mr Writer!
Han Se Ju?
You are crazy! What's with you?
Mr Writer, why are you here?
Did you come to meet me?
Meet? What are you talking about?
Mr. Writer! Mr. Writer!
Gosh! Go in!
You drive me crazy!
Crazy!
Bad energy, what bullcrap!
What's wrong?
Do you really see something?
It's laid thick, in every crevice of his face.
What is?
His good looks.
Gosh, this old lady.
Go pick up the red beans. They are Korean grown.
Aish.
Gosh, what if someone steps and falls on this?
Her spiritual powers may be dead, but her wrist snap is alive and well.
She threw this with technique and precision.
Aigoo. Aigoo.
Ah, thank...
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...you.
He's smiling.
He is so gentle.
Ah, this too. This one.
It's a heart...
No, it's not. It's red beans.
Ah. Yes.
-Then. -Ah, excuse me.
Your name...
I'm not in a situation where I can reveal my name.
Just
call me Yoo.
♫ Only you ♫
♫ Can only make this world seem right ♫
♫ Only you ♫
♫ Can make the darkness bright ♫
Mr. Writer!
Wait one second Mr. Writer!
Mr. Writer!
Do you know a person named Yoo Jin Oh?
How do you know him? What did he tell you? Something about me?
Ah, what should I answer first?
From the beginning. One by one. Honestly.
I don't know who Yoo Jin Oh is.
Since I don't know that, I don't have to answer your following questions.
That's it then.
Did you come to ask that?
What is this?
How is this...?
I found it on the way here. Happy?
What is this? Did you just play kind with me?
Where did you learn dialogue like that? You must read internet novels.
Why do you keep on following me?
Then did you go back to the mountain cabin to find this?
Because of me? For me? Because I might be sad?
Look here.
What kind of baseless misunderstanding it that?
I was out for a minute to run an errand, and
it was foggy... so I stopped the car for a while.
Something glimmered...
Forget it.
So you went out, and then you thought of me, so you went to the mountain cabin.
Then there was fog, so you stopped your car.
Then something glimmered, so you looked, and it was this watch?
Let's say how it was in that messy level, but
just delete the part where "I thought of you," and go with it.
Why not leave it in? It's not as if it's sticks out.
It sticks out. A lot. Because it's not true.
Let's go. I will buy you something yummy.
To repay you for finding my heart.
Subway
Are you really okay with only this?
Why? I like this place.
I don't think so...
Why?
Because I said I didn't want to return to 10 years ago? That it was a nightmare?
Because I said some nonsense like that?
- You remembered? - Yeah.
I remembered.
The part-timer who used to secretly give me hot cocoa.
The one who took secret pictures of me, liking me just for my face.
I didn't like you just for your face, you know.
Don't lie. What do you know about me, anyway?
Why? I could know things.
Writers speak with their writing.
I was unknown back then.
To be honest, I saw it.
The manuscript you wrote at the time.
Is it closed?
Ah, there is still 30 minutes left. Please take your time.
Okay. Excuse me, then.
You are Misery. You are definitely Misery.
I am not Misery, just your first fan.
So? That's how you came to know me?
Just from a mere piece of paper that I threw away?
We also had a conversation.
We had a conversation?
Me?
With you?
Please drink this.
You have been working hard today as well.
Are you a writer?
For now, it's more like a delusion.
Is writing fun?
Does it look fun?
It looks like you are going a bit crazy about it.
Is that an insult or a praise?
Why do you write so ardently, like you are risking your life?
"If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad."
- Lord Byron
You seem like an avid reader.
In this hard world, the only thing I have to hold onto is the books.
This dog-like world. I just have this to hang on this, too.
Was life like that for you?
It still is.
So the rope you held onto is to write a novel?
Considering it's a rope, it's rather cool, isn't it?
Rather than holding on to someone who can betray me at any time, it's safer.
And holding onto it doesn't make me look pathetic.
And it's possible to escape from reality without a reason.
And if I'm lucky, I can make money, too.
-Is it worth hanging onto?-For the most part?
If it can feed me, I think I could be happier.
What kind of writer do you want to become?
An original writer?
Oh, a writer no one copies?
No. A writer that no one can copy.
- Chateaubriand. - Chateaubriand.
Your dramatization is amazing.
It's not a dramatization. It's a documentary.
You are saying that I smiled? Ten years ago?
There is no way that I would smile ten years ago.
What on earth happened that time?
I don't reveal my personal stories.
I see. So, something did happen.
If you are done eating, get up.
It was unbelievably good.
The novel that was written on your scrap paper.
It was better than any other novel you've ever written.
I knew then already.
This person will become an amazing author.
From then, I continued to cheer you on.
I was hoping that the rope you grabbed at the time would become a lifeline.
That your writing becomes your food, and food became your writing.
And, I prayed for you.
That this hard life wouldn't hold you back.
That the hard times were a brief phase, prepared by the gods to make you into a great writer.
That the hard time you're going through is a retreat instead of hardship.
So let me ask you, after 10 years.
Has your writing become food for you?
Of course. Did it just become food?
It became a mansion. It became deer.
It even became a car, and everything.
What about "A writer that no one can copy?"
As you can see, I'm the one hiding behind your name
Yoo Jin Oh, your ghostwriter.
It looks like you think that hasn't happened yet?
Let's get going.
A-ah, uh, okay?
Are you mad?
Which part made you mad?
If you ever wrote this way, you'll get criticized by the readers for rollercoastering with emotion.
You're such a frustrating companion.
Oh? It's Writer Baek Tae Min.
Oh? You're on here too!
When did you film something like this?
Baek Tae Min looks so much better in person.
Have you ever even seen Baek Tae Min in person?
Of course, that's why I can say this.
We even drank beer today. He was really nice.
Why would you meet Baek Tae Min?
He's a customer of my Sunbae's vet clinic.
- Because of his cat—- Loyal fan my ass...
Now I see, you're a promiscuous fan-girl.
Promiscuous?
You shouldn't fan-girl in such a sloppy way.
You said to stop being your fan.
I graciously took you back.
Oh forget it, forget it. This is so petty. I quit!
-What about me?-What!
On screen and in real life.
Which is better?
On screen and in real life you look amazing. How can you compare?!
Well, how can you compliment me so honestly?
If you think about it, you really have no middle ground.
-How fast can you run 100 meters?-Why?
If you don't want to reveal your face, then run!
Run! Run like crazy!
Mr. Writer! Run!
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♫ Today, me, to you ♫
♫ suddenly felt a very fearful moment ♫
♫ What was that feeling? ♫
-What are you?-What?
♫ Was it longing, or perhaps it was hate? ♫
What are you to keep showing up around me?
I mean, today it was you and not me...
What are you to keep coming up in my drea...
in my head,
in my novel! Why do you keep appearing!
♫ from some sound ♫
♫ I remember a very old memory ♫
♫ Slowly Bloom In My Heart ♫
♫ when the faded memory becomes more vivid ♫
♫ Love Blooms In My Heart ♫
♫ I feel something I don’t understand ♫
Daebak. He really must read a lot of internet novels.
I apologize.
For the time being, I'll be staying here. I don't really have anywhere else to go.
What are you to keep coming up in my drea...
in my head...
in my novel. Why do you keep appearing!
I'm not in a position to freely reveal my name.
Just call me Yoo.
Huh? It's spinning, it's spinning!
I'm going to spin, too! (go crazy)
What happened? Even the watchmaker said it wasn't fixable.
What is this? What could it be?
These girls...
What are you doing at the meal table?! You are chasing the luck out!
Gosh, Mom!
Look at the time. Do you have any time to dawdle like this?
Are you not going to work?
I got fired.
Good going, brat. You've been late for work on a regular basis for writing that ridiculous novel.
Good going! Good going!
I'm going to start another job today. Stop provoking me!
-Auntie-What?
A long time ago, when I was young
my mom brought me to you because I said weird stuff, right?
Asking if I were becoming a spiritual medium?
Why are you bringing that up so early in the morning?
Back then, what did I... What kind of stuff did I say?
I don't know, I don't know. It was so long ago that I forgot.
Why? Do you see stuff again?
Huh?
Not at all.
Hell—-Signorina
Dae Han, why are you crying?
He's crying?
Were you really with an isolated mountain cabin with Han Se Ju?
How did you know about that?
Is that true? I heard you quit being his crazy fan and went back to being a regular person.
What's with being lovers?
Why did it have to be Han Se Ju?
What are you talking about?
Oh my gosh.
Hey, isn't this you?
Best selling author, Han Se Ju
who was known to be recovering from the trauma of a copy-cat suicide
was seen at night enjoying a rendez-vous with a mysterious woman
and captured on camera from our magazine.
Han Se Ju's woman was found to have studied
and graduated veterinary school, and worked in the veterinary field for a period,
and now works for an errand service.
The interesting part of this story is that when the stalker invaded Han Se Ju's estate
the woman who was with him at the time,
and the woman who was next to Han Se Ju during his car accident were all Ms. J.
This a**hole Reporter Song. How dismaying.
I'll be out for a bit.
There are also interesting reports that Ms. J is not author Han Se Ju's lover,
but his hidden ghost writer.
The picture is a little disappointing.
This just looks like a paparazzi photo.
It can cause a scandal, but I don't think you can claim to a ghostwriter.
[Shin Seon Beef Bone Soup]
We're just taking a first step. You're being impatient.
Your order is here.
The soup is hot, so please be careful.
Can't you get a picture of them together in his writing room?
That means we have to install a hidden camera.
His residence security is pretty high.
Why don't we try to get the girl on our side?
Don't you think we need follow up article? We should also get the girl's story too.
You're saying to write a exposé report where the girl acknowledges everything?
Yes, if it's too difficult then you can just use her as an informant or reporter too.
Well, let's try it. There's no one in the world that doesn't like money.
I'll prepare a very generous amount.
Have I experienced something like this once or twice?
Scandal, plagiarism, ghostwriters. These are all rumors that have followed me like a shadow ever since I debuted.
There's no reason for me to not be okay or be nervous.
That's right! This is Han Se Ju!
You know these are the times that a writer needs to declare war with his words, right?
If there's a notice of cancellation, or a manuscript becomes boring,
then they'll think 'Han Se Ju must've been shaken up' or 'Those rumors must've been true.'
There are so many people who would happily say that.
This time, I'm not going to leave A**hole Song alone.
So don't worry about anything and just focus on your manuscript. Do you hear me?
So you want me to meet my deadline and write something that makes you money. Why is your chain of nagging so long?
Forget it. Hang up. I've got a manuscript to write.
Make an appointment with Lawyer Min.
And that Jeon Seol, find out her number and address.
[Soo Hyeon looked at Hwi Yeong and spoke.]
[Hwi Yeong stared at Soo Hyeon and felt his heart tremble.]
If I write with that, would it work for me too?
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Is writing fun?
No.
What kind of author do you want to become?
A writer who can write well.
What are you doing right now?
Am I being caught again?
Being caught again?
This bastard!
H-hold, hold on. Are you going to hold me by my collar again?
If you keep going like this, all my clothes are going to be ripped.
Why are you avoiding me. I asked you what you were doing in here!
You must have hated what I wrote before since you ripped it into pieces. I'm just trying to write it again.
Who told you to? Who told you to!
I want to! My heart wants to help you.
You come here.
Can we not talk this out?
Come give me your throat while I'm asking calmly.
If you grab my throat, it is disgraceful. But more than that, breathing becomes difficult, so
I don't think I could answer you.
Oh is that right? Alright.
Come sit. I said come sit!
Question 1. How did you get in here?
Last night, when you came in, I snuck in with you.
Last night?
Yes. Perhaps you were deep in thought, you didn't notice anything else.
That means.. you slept in here last night?
Well... because I don't have anywhere else to go.
I feel murderous, but I'll just hold it in, for now.
How did you come in on the first day?
Well, that... honestly, I had a dark past
so breaking into someone's house is easy as chewing gum--
I still feel murderous, but I'll hold it back again.
Who sent you?
President Gal Ji Seok—
I know it's not true, so who sent you!
I sent myself.
I sent myself to you.
Is that so?
Calm down! If I pass out after getting hit by that, you will never hear the answer you want.
- What is your reason? - What?
You must have a reason for doing this to me!
Well, do I need... to have a reason?
This a**hole!
If you need one, then I'll think of one immediately.
Uh, the reason is.. uh...
I want to become your friend? I want to live here with you?
You get out.
I already told you. I have nowhere else to go.
Are you not getting out? Shall I call the police?
If you call the police, things will get difficult.
Bingo. I am calling them to make things difficult.
If it gets difficult, wouldn't it be the same for you?
What?
If the police come, they're going to ask what I've been doing here.
Then I'll have to answer honestly, that I've been here writing a manuscript on your behalf.
I will have no choice but to testify to that truth.
Oh, so then you're threatening me?
Did you hear that as a threat? I was merely stating the truth—
Get out.
I don't need you. So take this and go.
Get out! Get out from my sight, you bastard!
Don't you need to decide whether to open the door or not quickly?
If it was Gal Ji Seok or Secretary Kang, they could just open it and come in.
Shut up.
You better not move an inch. Any funny business and consider yourself dead.
What brings you here?
I have something to say to you.
Wait a bit, I'll be out soon.
It wouldn't be good for anyone else to hear it, so let's talk inside.
No, outside...
I think there are reporters lurking around. Are you okay with that?
How much longer are you going to make me stand here?
Have you been well?
Yes.
What is it you want to tell me...
Are you really going to leave me standing here?
Come inside.
Are you living in this huge house alone, with no one to help you?
I've become more sensitive lately, so I told everyone to not come in.
Is it really tough on you? I heard this project is quite big.
What did you want to tell me?
You just want me to get to the point and leave, huh?
I know that it was difficult for you to come, while trying to evade Madame's gaze.
I see your resentment towards my wife is still deep.
I think you're misunderstanding.
I have no resentment towards your wife.
It's understandable enough, if I try.
What woman would agree happily to take in a child
who is totally unrelated to her?
The child of a woman who was her husband's first love,
at that. I understand completely
that she had reason to suspect and hate me.
Yes... I'm thankful that you're understanding.
The one I resent... is you.
[Destiny]
[ Destiny (First Manuscript) ]
[Destiny]
[Destiny by Baek Tae Min]
[ Destiny (First Manuscript) ]
The person I trusted the most...
[by Han Se Ju]
The person who I thought of like a father...
he stabbed me in the back.
I can't get at least a cup of tea from you?
[ Destiny (First Manuscript) ]
What are you doing?
You are someone who would know what a writing room means to a writer. How can you do this without permission?
You had something in your writing room that you should not.
If something could be troublesome, shouldn't you get rid of it?
Let's say I didn't see anything. Clean it all up.
I came because I was worried about some of your bad press lately.
But it looks like it was in vain.
What do you want?
Why did you come to me?!
Calm down, Mr. Writer.
Are you here to ruin my life?
If you think that, no way. That is absurd.
I'm not someone that will break down easily.
Do you even know what it took to come this far?
I won't break down because of the likes of you!
Mr. Writer, perhaps, you too were a ghostwriter?
A ghostwriter who wrote Baek Tae Min's "Destiny" for him?
♫ I’m walking all night long in mysteries ♫
♫ You’re singing all day long in maze ♫
Get out.
♫ Without song in my heart, it is a lie ♫
I...
If my writing was stolen, so be it.
But I never steal anyone else's writing.
♫ All I can hear is your lullaby ♫
♫ From your guide now I’m here without knowing ♫
♫ Those melodies I sing like I know ♫
♫ Don’t wanna say goodbye, I wanna hear your voices ♫
♫ in dreams ♫
♫ Don’t wanna see your tears, I wanna see your traces ♫
♫ I hear you ♫
Timing and Subtitles brought to you by Ghostwriters Team @ Viki
♫ Say I will, if our tears haven’t faded away ♫
♫ I may cross now or I won’t ♫
♫ Say I will, if our hands didn’t get to hold ♫
♫ Hourglass stories of me and you someday ♫
Maybe I sold out my country in my past life.
Someone I didn't want to forget even after death...
Jeon Seol!
Do you want to act?
You don't know? This is a fantasy of a fan.
You saw? That's the kind of relationship we're in.
I'm sorry.
I love you?
There was no new installment of the serial novel.
Was my manuscript not helpful to you?
I wanted to address the ghostwriting controversy,
so that is why I'm here today.
Thank you for all this time.
I don't need you anymore.
Keep writing, please. Only then can I live.
♫ Say I will, if our tears haven’t faded away ♫