(Chicago Typewriter)
Don't be so ridiculous.
No idiot would let a novel ruin his life.
You're the one who ruined your life.
What are you waiting for? Go ahead and call the police.
(Chicago Typewriter)
- What's going on? - What happened?
[Episode 2]
- My gosh. - Make way.
- Goodness. - What on earth happened?
- I have no idea. - I heard a gunshot.
I heard the gun shot.
- That is scary. - That is scary.
Is that right?
Goodness.
Thank you for your cooperation.
I will call you again if something comes up. I'll get going then.
Can we talk now?
By the way,
I feel a little dizzy right now.
Can we go inside and...
Can't you grasp the situation?
After checking if you are the stalker's accomplice or not,
I'm going to decide whether or not to hand you over to the police.
- I... - So why would I let you inside?
I am not his accomplice.
I was just trying to help you.
So answer me.
How did you get in a while ago?
The gate and the front door were open.
I think the stalker...
left them open.
The police can check that, so let's pass that.
How did you know and come back?
How did you know I was in danger and come back?
That's because...
the dog suddenly barked, so I followed him.
You're saying it was because the dog barked.
Yes. By the way...
I... I feel...
I feel a little dizzy right now.
Hey! Wake up! Hey!
No!
What?
Oh, my gosh!
Yes.
Where are you? Why are you still not home?
You're supposed to type for me today.
Is it because I'm not paying you enough?
I am sorry, but I can't talk right now.
Why do you sound so secretive?
Where are you right now?
I am in the bedroom of Writer Han Se Ju.
What?
Why are you there?
I don't know. I lost my memory. I have to go. Bye.
No way.
I guess when you desperately yearn for something,
you will have it in the end.
Is nobody here?
Look at these books.
Where is the front door?
This place is so great.
Look at the books.
What are you doing here?
Get out.
Gosh.
Wait, Mr. Han.
Wait.
Why do you keep entering my writing room without my consent?
I am sorry. The door just opened.
Goodness.
It's nothing.
Who are you really?
Are you an elevator girl?
Why does the door open every time you appear?
Do you believe that now?
What if I believe it?
Will you just enter it without bothering to plan strategies?
Why? Did you split up with that dog?
Did he quit because the pay is too low?
So you still don't believe what I said about the dog.
Why are you interested in that typewriter?
Are you checking if the candid camera is well?
What are you... When did I... How could I...
You brought it, so it's not impossible.
When did I...
A parcel is delivered to you. Wait!
Is that parcel...
Never mind.
You pretended like you were never going to...
wake up for a million years.
Why did you come down?
Just focus on the ramyeon.
Have it quietly.
If you can't ruminate like a cow,
you should chew your food.
I can't call the doctor twice.
Okay.
By the way, are you here because you don't want me to eat alone?
Stop dreaming.
I am watching you because I am afraid of...
where you will go and what you will do.
I see.
Then do you believe that I'm not a stalker...
Don't expect it.
I'm still suspecting you.
But I even saved your life. You are very cold-hearted.
Let's straighten things out.
I didn't even ask for help, and you jumped in.
Like I said,
I am a martial artist.
I could've taken him down alone.
But didn't you put me here instead of a hospital because...
you were slightly worried and slightly thankful...
There were reporters everywhere.
The society and culture section of every newspaper will be filled...
with articles about me by tomorrow.
Do I have to take over the gossip section too?
You are tenser than the Military Demarcation Line.
There's no demilitarized zone.
Have you learned shooting?
You handled the gun very skilfully.
Have you never learned it?
I learned it a very, very long time ago.
What do you mean by a very, very long time ago?
When is that?
When I was in high school.
I was a member of a national shooting team.
I quit in my 11th year.
In high school.
Are you developing a little bit of...
- interest in me... - Give up your hope.
I am not interested in other people.
Why do you keep telling me to abandon things? Am I a monk?
- Why did you quit? - Pardon me?
Why did you quit shooting?
Is it because of your trembling hand?
It's a top secret.
It's a sore spot for me.
Are you an alcoholic?
No. Everyone leaves me once they know my secret.
I'll tell you about it when we become close.
That's too bad.
That means I'll never find out what it is.
Go if you're done.
I wish you much happiness.
Shall I type it for you?
Why?
Did inhaling that bowl of ramyeon perk you up enough...
to come up with a new ruse?
It seems to be urgent, but you can't type well right now.
I have a word processing certificate. I can type very fast.
I can type from 700 to 900 keystrokes per minute.
Can I do it for you and call it even?
I can't believe I'm reading your rough draft. I'm so thrilled.
Don't say things like that.
It creeps me out because it reminds me of "Misery".
Oh, right. There's this line in "Misery".
"The only people who can read my manuscripts are my editor,"
"my legal representative, and the one who saved my life."
My gosh. Come to think of it, I did sort of save your life...
I'm the one who saved your life.
You passed out after breaking my golf club...
which Tiger Woods gave me as a gift.
Then I called my doctor who's expensive and saved your life.
That is true, but I also saved your...
Can you not breathe if you keep your mouth shut for a minute?
Is it like a branchia?
Do you want me to shut my mouth? I hope it's a misunderstanding.
You understood me perfectly.
Okay.
My goodness.
Go faster, will you? Speed up.
You said yourself that you're a very fast learner.
Will we ever finish it if you type like that?
Then you should've paid more attention to your handwriting.
That's obviously what's slowing me down.
It's due in 30 minutes.
It won't make it on the newspaper if the rotary press starts rolling.
Did I tell you to get drunk and hurt your hand from a broken beer bottle?
I never told you to act so recklessly just before the deadline.
Go. The rotary press will start rolling in 10 minutes. Go!
- Why should I? - You must be faster than me.
Darn it. I'll give you half of my pay.
Hurry up, please!
Okay!
Go.
I told you to write something magnificent.
Your novel is so third-rate. What a waste of newspaper space.
Hey, Yoo Su Yeon!
By any chance,
did you just get a strange feeling too?
Wait, you too?
It felt as if time and space were collapsing.
Isn't this...
an earthquake?
What?
- It's an earthquake! - Earthquake!
By any chance,
did you just get a strange feeling too?
Wait, you too?
It felt as if time and space were collapsing.
Isn't this...
an earthquake?
What?
- It's an earthquake! - Earthquake!
I didn't know Seoul could be hit by such a strong earthquake.
There was no forecast or warning about this at all.
Gosh, go away! Move away from me.
I was here first. Why are you so selfish?
Did you just snap at me?
I guess nothing scares you now that you're faced with death!
I am scared.
Gosh.
It stopped, right?
Yes, I think so.
Don't stare at me like that, please.
It makes me think of "Misery". It's really creepy!
Okay.
My gosh!
Don't do that!
Okay.
It's the moonlight.
You said we've met before, right?
When was it?
Was it a very long time ago?
Well...
Well... It's...
Se Ju!
Se Ju! Where are you?
Why are all the lights off? Where is the switch?
Are you okay?
Listen to me carefully.
If he finds out what happened, it'll be complicated.
So you should sneak out of the room.
- Why should I? - Just listen to me.
You'd better find a way to save yourself.
When I'm back, you shouldn't be here anymore. Do you understand?
Hang on a second. Mr. Han!
What kind of mission is this in the middle of the romance?
Se Ju!
Se Ju! Are you all right?
Your arm!
Did you get bitten?
As you can see, I'm fine. Stop overreacting.
Se Ju, I'm sorry I couldn't come earlier.
I'm just coming back from the business trip in Japan.
Are you all right? Did you get hurt?
You didn't have to hurry. It's dangerous because of the earthquake.
Earthquake? What are you talking about?
My gosh, you're not fine at all.
Is it post-traumatic stress disorder? Should I call the doctor?
My goodness, Se Ju.
Why does she have to interview me?
You said you saw and heard everything.
There's nothing more dangerous than the rumor.
What if she says rubbish to look impressive?
Don't you know those people exaggerate?
So are you saying we should keep people's mouths shut with money...
and publish an interview ourselves...
before other journalists do?
You'd only write me a script to read off.
There's no other way.
What if the rumor runs that your novel encourages the criminals?
Not to mention the sales, your reputation would fall in an instant.
Why is it because of my novel?
It's just a problem of a man who has a low self-esteem.
I know. Everybody knows it's not your fault.
Still, people would blame you.
Why? Because you're a star writer whom people are jealous of.
Everyone would like to talk ill of you.
What?
He's your fan! Why don't you try to convince him?
If you don't want to, I'll do it. Tell me where he is now.
What was that sound? Did you hear that?
I didn't hear anything!
Why do you shout at me?
You surprised me.
Today, I learned being a fan is not an easy job.
The man who broke into the famous writer, Han Se Ju's home...
turned out to be the culprit of the murder at the abandoned factory.
According to the police, he was deeply into Han's work and...
imitated the crime from the book.
He murdered his coworkers who have been bullying him.
The police are investigating if there were further offences.
He hasn't yet mentioned the reason why...
- he attacked Writer Han. - Does it have to do with the novel?
Did you make your own weapon?
- Could you please step aside? - Please answer...
Did you forget something?
I forgot some papers for the lecture.
Please look over here.
- Please say something. - He seems to be...
talented at making problems.
He made an innocent person...
I'm talking about myself.
He made an innocent person look like a crazy person.
He even created a murderer now.
It seems like he's born like that.
Se Ju and his work are not to blame.
He keeps writing same lousy things over and over.
You don't call that a writer.
Are you taking it to the reading room? Give it to me.
(Shocking news! A famous novel encouraged a serial murder.)
You must be feeling bad.
Should I?
I'm saying that because your son is on the news.
Which son? Tae Min is the only son I have.
I'm talking about Se Ju.
We even had his DNA get checked.
What else do you want?
The test result can always be swapped.
If you want, you can always manipulate it.
You...
Let's stop this.
It's been over 10 years since Se Ju left the house.
That's what I'm talking about.
Why would he build his mansion in the neighborhood after all?
It must be because he wants to see you as often as possible.
I didn't know you were a writer.
Maybe you guys have been meeting behind my back.
Who knows?
You're the one who is obsessed with Se Ju, not me.
Tae Min and Se Ra are like that because of you.
What does that mean?
Are you saying our children have some problem?
And are you saying it's my fault?
Take your pills, will you?
Are you saying you didn't do anything wrong?
You should talk to a psychiatrist, not me.
Why don't you just lock me up in a hospital?
I was about to go to the lecture.
Do it, then.
I'm going to work for the same company as Se Ju.
What are you talking about?
Golden Bear Publishing asked me to republish "Fate".
And I said I would.
They'd like to publish my other works as well.
And I'm working on them now.
They asked for an interview together with you.
Mr. Baek.
See you later.
Excuse me.
Yes.
Get rid of the deer right away.
Pardon?
It will be reported if we just release them.
Then just let them loose in the mountains or sell them.
Please just keep them out of my sight.
I can't write because of the noise.
You said that you wanted...
to see deer prancing in the garden.
It was not easy to get them.
We even hired a keeper.
Then fire him.
What did he do?
But...
they're actually pretty calm.
Gosh.
Who is it?
I'm so sorry, Mr. Han.
There is an urgent matter I need to tell you.
Be brief.
Reporter Son has just got a scoop.
Reporter Son?
You mean the third-rate reporter who loiters about...
for material?
Yes.
What's it about?
I am sure that it's a pathetic novel though.
About that, sir.
It's about the criminal intent of the person who attacked you.
Does it mean that the culprit opened his mouth?
No, he's remaining tight-lipped.
An anonymous tipper sent Reporter Son a letter.
An anonymous tipper?
What's it about?
He claims that you stole his life.
- Stole what? - The culprit's life.
Please give me a plain explanation.
Well, that's...
Gosh.
According to the informant, Mr. Jo, the culprit,
sent a letter to Mr. Han every day for three years.
It was claimed that Mr. Han plagiarized its contents.
If the words of the informant are true,
Mr. Han is not socially or culturally responsible...
I'm telling you. Mr. Han never received those letters.
We filter out all the mail first.
We have a team that takes care of it separately.
Please pick up a call.
Hold on a second. Yes?
Are you talking about the same thing too?
That's the address to our advertising team.
Mr. Han's mailing and residential addresses are strictly confidential.
Both of you, read it out loud since I know the address.
Reporters, listen up.
Don't you think you're too hung up on an unreliable source?
- Sir. - What?
Over there, sir.
Reporter Son, that scum.
He's always desperate for a good scoop.
He really did well for himself.
So did the letters actually arrive?
How can I remember everything?
Do you know how many mails you receive every day?
If it seems nonsense, then it's shred immediately.
This is tiring.
We were unlucky.
Anyways, the situation has become complicated.
It's a copycat murder.
It would be simple if the scoop is about the lack of literary merit.
But if it is perceived that you've been communicating...
with the culprit, then that would mean...
that you turned a blind eye to the crime.
Reporter Son will gladly fan the flames.
But who's the anonymous informant?
The letters weren't mentioned once by the media.
Even the culprit himself is silent.
But the informant sounds like he was at the scene.
Can it be that he heard every word you shared with the culprit?
That can't be it, right?
I'm off. The deadline is soon.
What did I tell you? I said we should block it.
I said that we should keep that woman's mouth shut.
I definitely think that Han Se Ju read the letters.
Who do you think Gal Ji Seok is?
He does anything for money.
He would've picked it up as long as it made a good story.
How else do you think he's so prolific?
I've heard that the credit for Mr. Han's work...
belongs to a ghost writer.
A ghost writer?
You know? Someone who writes behind someone else's identity.
I've heard that too.
I've heard that 4 to 5 ghost writers...
are hard at work behind the scenes.
What?
That's truly a fanciful story.
Did you say, "ghost writer"?
I appreciate the story material.
By the way, just make copyright claims right now.
Don't bring it up later.
Then I'll consider we are good.
- Oh, my. - Gosh.
Do you think there's anything scarier than words?
I'm not an accomplice here.
I just wanted to help him.
Can we post these up around the hospital?
Did you even make fliers?
I couldn't find it anywhere.
I hope it's not starving.
It would be nice if someone took it and take care of it well.
If it returned to its owner, that would be even better.
- Seol. - Yes?
Now that I think about it, there are two of you.
You're here for Baek Seol, right?
Yes.
Please hold on.
My cat's name is Baek Seol.
My name is Jeon Seol.
Is that so?
That's a pretty name.
Thank you very much.
Now please take a look. She recovered a lot, right?
Let's take a look.
There you are.
Hey, you rascal. You gained weight, didn't you?
Did the hospital food suit your tastes?
Or is it your fur?
Now let's go home. Go inside.
If it vomits again, please come back.
I will. Thank you. I'll get on my way.
Isn't he Writer Baek Tae Min?
Yes. Didn't I tell you?
He's a regular at our hospital.
I didn't know that Baek Tae Min lives around here too.
Can I help you?
There's no phone number.
The hand brake is up too.
I don't think you'll be able to help.
I am from the errand service agency, Do Anything.
Would you like to try?
We are looking for the owner of the illegally parked black vehicle...
in front of the animal hospital.
To ensure the proper care of lovely little animals,
please move the vehicle. Thank you.
I repeat once again.
We are looking for the owner of the illegally parked...
black vehicle in front of the animal hospital.
- Please... - I'm sorry. I'll be down shortly.
Thank you. You saved me.
How much is the service fee?
One autograph will suffice.
Do you know me?
Of course I do. You are one of the two big idols...
in literature with Han Se Ju.
How can I not know you?
It's flattering to be considered an idol at this age.
What is your name?
- Jeon Seol, isn't it? - Yes.
Your debut novel "Fate" was inspiring.
It's among my top five domestic novels.
I guess you didn't like the work that came after.
Well...
Here you go.
You're not very good at lying, are you?
Pardon me.
Hello. This is, anything is possible errand service, Do Anything.
Mr. Han Se Ju?
I'd like to meet briefly today. Where is good for you?
Your dating preferences are a bit rough.
Who says this is a date?
Then do you want to spar or something?
Didn't I tell you to try being a bit more creative before?
It's not that I'm not creative.
But I'm not exactly sure...
what you are trying to say.
Since the space is wide open,
Nobody can sneak in.
There was no time for anyone to install...
a candid camera or to wire the room.
Can there be a better place than this?
Then the reason you suddenly changed the location is...
Did you report it?
Report? Report what?
Did you report...
what the culprit and I talked about that night...
to the media?
Are you still suspecting me?
Just answer me.
I didn't.
Is that right?
So you didn't do it.
Okay. At least you are not using the dog as an excuse.
You are not believing me right now.
Did you just start talking to me as if I'm your friend?
You talk like that. Why can't I?
Why do you think I did it?
Let's hear the grounds for suspicion.
Since you used the precise term "grounds", I will answer it.
The only people who know about what we talked about that night...
are the culprit, me,
and you.
Currently, the culprit is remaining silent about that night.
So how do you think it leaked?
Do you think I chattered about it like a mad man?
So are you suspecting me again?
You provided grounds for reasonable doubt.
What should I do to make you believe me?
Didn't I tell you?
I don't believe people. Especially,
not the ones like you, who put on an innocent face...
and do wicked things at the back.
If you won't believe me, why are you asking me this?
If you admit your wrong deeds and ask for forgiveness,
I will at least exonerate you.
I will have to live longer to know when you will get it.
Don't worry too much though.
I won't make you take legal responsibility...
for what happened that night.
It was my mistake that I didn't make you shut your mouth.
It was also my mistake that I let my guard down.
But...
I can't forgive you twice.
Do you understand?
I clearly warned you.
Hey, Han Se Ju!
"Hey,"
- "Han Se Ju"? - Why are you so high and mighty?
I said I'm your fan, but you accused me of being a stalker.
I saved your life, but you are ungrateful.
Even if I do you a favor, you suspect me and tighten your guard.
I told you. You didn't save my life. You were just being nosy.
Do you think you are going to be successful forever?
I know for a fact that you'll also hit a dead end one day!
There will come a time when you need someone's help!
When that time comes, look around you.
I'm sure nobody will be there for you.
I am sorry.
But I won't hit a dead end,
and I will never create a situation where I'll need someone's help.
What are you doing?
I shouldn't have saved you.
If the same thing happens,
then I will leave you to die. I will never help you!
Darn it. It hurts.
He changed.
He wasn't like that 10 years ago. He completely changed.
It's over now.
Bye, my beautiful days as a fan.
I was a good fan.
Seol will never be able to stop being a fan.
Even if she accepts your love,
her priority will always be Se Ju.
On your lovely date night, she will call off the date...
and run to Se Ju's signing event. That will always happen.
That's the fate of a Han Se Ju fanatic's boyfriend.
I can take that.
I can allow one empty room in my lady's heart.
Are you a pushover? And things have changed now.
She's been watching him from a distance all these years.
But now, she even went inside Se Ju's bedroom.
- Bedroom? - Yes.
I told you it was a guest bedroom.
Will you keep spreading a false truth?
What is up with the backpack? Are you going somewhere?
I am going to get some air.
My heart just broke.
- What? Your heart broke. - What? Your heart broke.
I realized that my idol...
is just an idol.
I decided to end my 10-year-long fan life.
I'm going to become a normal person again.
Excellent!
I was going to ask you to take my script to Mr. Han...
when you two become close.
Why do you stop being his fan?
I prepared a love serenade for you. Listen.
He's so simple.
Thank you for your cooperation.
We will monitor the conversation.
So you don't have to worry about your safety.
This way, please.
You came here, Mr. Han.
You must've been very surprised.
My sister must've reported it to the media.
Your sister.
I stopped her from doing it, but she must've felt bad for me.
Are you still suspecting me?
I didn't do it.
The world must be in an uproar now...
that they found out about our relationship.
What do you mean by "our relationship"?
What relationship are you talking about?
Why are you pretending not to know?
You gave me an inspiration to commit a murder,
and I gave you an inspiration for your novel.
Hey.
I neither gave you an inspiration...
nor received an inspiration.
A more educated word to describe it is "muse".
I read it in your novel.
Every writer wants a muse who can inspire him.
So you are my muse,
and I am your muse.
I will make it clear.
I've never read your letter.
And my novel isn't about you.
Don't worry.
I will let you keep that story. That's what you want.
Hey!
I knew it the moment I saw you...
that we are alike.
Who are you really?
I did a little research about you.
I know almost everything about you.
You were abandoned by your kin when you were little, right?
Were you about 10 years old?
Your first guardian who was your relative took your parents'...
death benefit and migrated without telling you.
How many relatives did you have to stay with after that?
By the say, why did you leave Writer Baek Do Ha's house?
You stayed there for 5 long years since you were 16 years old.
Were you...
abandoned again?
Shut your mouth.
You are just like me.
We were both abandoned.
We are always worried about being abandoned again.
We are scared, and we never trust other people.
That's why I thought you would understand me.
No.
You are just a mad murderer and a stalker.
But who made me the murderer? You made me commit a murder.
No.
You murdered simply because you wanted attention.
You despaired of your low life.
You must've committed a murder to vent your anger.
Muse?
Inspiration?
That's funny.
I am nothing like you.
You're different?
Of course. I am.
Stop...
having a delusion that I'd understand you.
Are you going to betray me?
You deny me now...
after you pretended to understand and click with me?
If you are done talking, I'll get going.
Because of you, my life came to an end.
Your novel...
and you writing have gotten me killed already.
Grab him.
You should feel the same.
Why don't you taste death with my writing.
- Yes, sir. - Ms. Kang.
Could you get me Jeon Seol's address?
("Do Anything")
Hello, it's Do Anything.
Isn't this Jeon Seol's phone?
Are you looking for Seol?
Who are you?
Me? Wang Bang Wool fairy.
So you have the special gift from...
Why do you have that phone?
Seol left and she's on temporary break for now.
She left the phone with me to manage the customers.
What do you mean she left? Where did she go?
She might have gone anywhere.
She leaves whenever she feels confused.
Thank you for letting me know.
I can sense that you are in a very unstable state.
Death, madness, delusion, anxiety,
fear, resentment, and obsession.
You have all the bad energy surrounding you.
There might be a rumor too.
Your life is very close with death.
You'll have meet someone every time but you can't tell good from bad.
Soon, you will have two special encounters.
Try hard. You can only survive that way.
You are just like me.
We were both abandoned.
We are always worried about being abandoned again.
Hello.
Mr. Han. From now on, don't watch TV or read any news on the Internet.
Why? Something happened?
Don't take calls from anyone but me. Wait. Just turn your phone off!
Don't go outside for a while.
What on earth is happening?
It's breaking news.
The imprisoned murderer who was responsible for shooting...
committed suicide last night.
In his prison cell, there were three pages of handwritten will.
It was about his resentment...
- towards Writer Han. - No way.
No way.
Oh, he's out.
He's out.
Do you know anything about the culprit's suicide?
Do you feel guilty or responsible for it in any kind of way?
Did you really use the culprit for your own benefit?
- Please let us know. - Please say something.
- Tell us. - Please tell us.
You should feel the same.
Why don't you taste death with my writing.
- What's the truth? - Please say something.
- What happened? - Please tell us.
(1 month later)
Mr. Gal?
Reporter Song, that jerk.
Mr. Gal.
Hey, Reporter Song!
What brings you here?
I came because I got worried.
Words spread that Mr. Han disappeared...
because he's experiencing a slump.
What's going on?
No, he didn't disappear.
He's just spending time alone for creativity.
He's busy because he's working on his next novel.
He's just trying to focus on his work.
Even we can't see him that often these days.
Hello? This is Gal Ji Seok.
Yes?
Wait here. Yes.
Okay. Wait.
What happened?
What did the doctor say?
He said I have PTSD.
It's a burnout syndrome.
He said I can get better if I relax...
and take proper rest.
He told me not to worry.
Stand up.
Telling someone not to worry when they're worried...
is the same thing as telling an alcoholic to stop drinking.
What a stupid doctor.
Come on. Stand up.
- What are you doing? - Come here.
Come here.
Sit down right now.
Write. Stop acting so weak and start writing.
"Writing is nothing."
"I just sit in front of a typewriter and cough out some blood."
That's what you said during your interview.
I just said what Hemingway said.
"Don't try to make it perfect. Just write."
That was by James Joyce.
"You'll come up with ideas once you start writing."
Stop it.
"If you want water, you need to turn on the faucet."
Stop it!
If you're not going to write for me, shut that mouth of yours, you jerk.
Are you being serious?
What?
Do you really need someone to write for you?
What are you saying?
It's been a month now. You're not sane.
We need to come up with something.
What are you saying right now?
During the past month, you canceled on 2 magazines, 4 interviews,
3 lectures, 2 TV shows, and 3 schedules abroad.
Fine. Let's say I understand.
You're human, so you could get tired and burn out once in a while.
But we'll lose so much if the 10 million-dollar project goes wrong.
Stop talking about that stupid project!
Are you saying you're going to write for me or what?
Just let me use your name!
And what if I let you?
Let's hire a ghost writer.
What?
You're kidding, right?
Are you crazy?
Only until you overcome the slump.
No one would find it out.
We are going to make a secret agreement with the ghost writer.
Get out.
Se Ju. You should keep a cool head.
What we need is...
not your work,
but your name, which has the brand value.
Stop it, you scum.
I'm going to write. I will write.
I'll make sure you get...
the manuscript in your hand before the deadline.
So get out.
Hi, Mr. Yoo. How have you been?
I'm fine as usual.
Do you still ghostwrite biographies?
Did you give up on becoming a writer?
(It smells like...)
Hey, what's up, man?
Hi, Mr. Yoo. Have a seat.
Mr. Yoo. You must not tell anyone...
about the things I say from now on.
(Carpe Diem)
Hey.
Hi.
That girl is quite a good dancer, isn't she?
It's a random dance.
- We should dance as well. - The deadline is coming soon.
I promised I'd send the manuscript for the newspaper by tomorrow.
Deadlines are supposed to be missed.
"Carpe diem". You should focus on the present.
Love yourself as you are.
Stop it.
Come on.
Hello.
Is your manuscript ready?
I still have some time until the deadline.
Do you think you can make it until the deadline?
Do you want me to make it or not?
Mr. Han.
About the ghost writer I talked about,
I know a person who is perfect for it.
If it's too stressful,
you can still ask him to...
It's almost done. Stop wasting my time. I'll hang up.
We sing
- The song of the glory - The song of the glory
- Let's sing together - Let's sing together
- My dream is whispering - My dream is whispering
- The eyes are blazing - The eyes are blazing
- Let's sing - Let's sing
- People on the street - People on the street
Let's whistle
- For the youth of tomorrow - For the youth of tomorrow
Is it because of the drink?
Maybe it's the tranquillizer.
Or maybe not.
Is it a scene of a novel I was thinking of?
Since when have I had such an antique item?
(Carpe Diem)
What's going on? Am I crazy?
Am I getting crazy?
Or am I already crazy?
It'd be a big loss if we cancel this project.
I should die.
A writer who can't write is dead anyway.
Well,
why do I have to die?
Think about all the things I've been through to get here.
I can't fall like this.
I cannot die like this.
Darn it. Giving something and taking it away is...
the worst thing one can do!
Wait, just a second!
I haven't even decided whether I want to die or not!
Help... Help...
If you ever end up in the same situation,
I'll just let you die. I won't help you!
Hey.
(Chicago Typewriter)
Any word from Se Ju?
We can't get a hold of him.
Han Se Ju, can you not come back? Or do you not want to return?
Why am I here...
It's Mr. Han's manuscript!
He used a typewriter.
We're getting publication rights inquiries from all over the world.
Did I really write this?
It is the story I wanted to write.
You made a big contribution to your homeland.
Isn't it a perfect revival? Do you think someone else wrote it?
I'll turn Baek Tae Min into the second Han Se Ju.
It's like a minefield.
Who is it? I'm asking who it is. Answer me.
I wrote it.
I'm certain that I wrote it.