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Son, son.
Give me the bag. Give it to me.
- Mother. Mother. - Son. Son.
- What's wrong with her? - Grandma.
Why won't you give it to me?
Why won't you give it to me, son?
Mother.
- Grandma. - Grandma.
- Mother. - Grandma.
- Son, where's my bag? - Grandma.
- Why won't you give me my bag? - Grandma.
- Mother, please get a grip. - Grandma.
- My bag. My bag. - Grandma.
- Grandma. - Grandma.
- Grandma. - Grandma, don't do this.
- Grandma. - You're scaring me.
Where are we?
Mother.
Grandma.
- Grandma! - Grandma!
- Mother. - Grandma.
- Grandma. - Grandma.
Mom.
What was in that bag that Grandma's so upset?
Where's Dad?
Is he in Seoul?
When will we see him?
Let's talk later.
Jeong Hoon, take the others and sleep in the next room.
Grandma might act out again.
Okay.
Let's go.
Jeong Hoon, isn't it strange?
What happened to us?
Dad left without saying goodbye and Grandma's acting weird.
This isn't normal.
Dad didn't leave us.
He'll come back soon.
Bok Shil, you sleep here.
No, it smells.
- Bok Shil. - Whatever.
Mother. Mother.
They're scumbags.
May they be hit by lightning.
How could they take that from us?
What are we to live on now?
That was all we had.
I don't dare face my son now.
My heart's about to explode.
Mother, don't do that.
Let go!
Mother, tomorrow,
I'll go to the address he left us.
What?
We'll figure out a way when my husband comes back.
How can I...
face him after what I did?
Mother.
There's no such guest.
Wearing my new shoes
Good morning.
- Did you sleep well, Kyung Ho? - Yes.
Daughter.
- Bring me your washing! - There isn't any.
There must be.
I left clean underwear and innerwear for you to change into...
outside your door.
I'm busy today, I have work to do.
Shall I come in?
No, don't bother.
She must be embarrassed.
She's all grown up.
I changed last week. Why must I change already?
Here.
Oh dear.
You farted in them so much that...
the smell's still there.
Dad!
Okay, okay.
My daughter doesn't fart!
Kyung Ho, Choon Ja doesn't fart.
Okay.
Gosh.
The weather's lovely.
Don't you work today?
The traveling theater doesn't have work these days.
Don't you have any neighborhood stuff to take care of?
Of course I do.
I have to wash these and go out.
Choon Sam, darling.
You should wash your face.
I should.
Is there any warm water?
Of course. You just wait a minute.
I'll warm some up.
Thank you so much.
You know you're all I have, don't you?
I don't.
Have a nice day.
Kyung Ho, didn't your mom and dad...
have a huge fight last night?
It's not like that was their first fight.
What happened last night that they're so much in love?
I can't stand watching them.
It shouldn't be long.
Read some books...
and study a bit for once.
Whatever. Just go.
You sweetie.
Where did Mom go?
Who are you?
I don't know you. Why are you in there?
What do you care?
I own this house.
What a horrible house.
You witch. What's your name?
It's Oh Bok Shil. Why?
Bok Shil? What a funny name.
Watch it.
What's your name?
I'm Kim Choon Ja, so what?
Choon Ja?
Your name's even worse.
- Bok Shil. - Kyung Ho.
Do you know her? Who is she?
Her family came to Seoul with mine.
They live here.
We don't live here. We just stayed the night.
What's your name?
Don't bother.
He's Jeong Tae, Bok Shil's brother.
That sounds nicer than Bok Shil.
Don't walk by my house from now on.
We won't even if you ask us to.
We won't live in such a run-down place.
We're going to leave.
Don't call it run-down, witch!
What's going on?
Don't act like the mistress.
Let's go, Bok Shil.
Bye, Kyung Ho.
That brat. Don't run away! Stop!
Choon Ja, don't be like that.
Why is it all my fault?
Is your mom back?
Not yet.
What's taking her?
She hasn't been out for that long.
- I have vegetables. - Come and buy.
We have what you need.
(Jeil Mill)
I have vegetables and herbs.
My bag. My bag!
Give me back my bag. My bag!
My bag. Where is my bag?
- Where's my bag? - Who are you?
What's wrong with you?
Give me back my bag.
Look. I want my bag back.
What's wrong?
Give me my bag.
What bag?
You stole my bag.
You took it while I was traveling to Seoul.
The thief had a mole right here.
See, so do you.
- Give me my bag. - Have you lost your mind?
Give my bag back.
- I want my bag. - My gosh.
Lady, you got the wrong guy.
I don't know what happened, but it wasn't me.
I know it was you.
We were fleeing the war...
and you took my bag.
What? I never fled any war.
Don't lie to me.
I saw that mole on the back of your hand.
- Give me my bag. - Are you crazy?
Stop making me look like a thief!
But...
- I want my... - Why you!
Mr. Jang, ma'am.
- Do you know her, Mr. Kim? - Yes.
- Give me my bag back. - Ma'am, ma'am.
I don't know what happened,
but this man lived here for a long time.
He never fled the city.
Mr. Jang.
What a rotten day.
What was in the bag that she's so upset about it?
- Was she rich? - What was inside?
Go on back to work.
Go on, bye.
That man I met.
Did he really not flee the city?
Are you sure?
Yes. He was here all along.
I know him well.
Were you hurt anywhere?
- Mom. - Hi.
Why are you outside?
My son. Where is he?
Did you see Dad?
You didn't? Why isn't he with you?
Where's Dad? Where is he, Mom?
Ok Boon.
Let's go inside, Mother.
Where's your husband?
He isn't here yet.
He has to go to Kaesong and back.
It'll take a few days.
I'll go back tomorrow and the day after, so don't worry.
Did you...
get into trouble?
You look pale.
It's nothing.
My son's not here and we lost the bag.
Of course you'd look pale.
Did she lose a bag on the way here?
What bag?
That lady.
I don't know much,
but there was something very important inside.
It looked really heavy.
I offered to...
carry it for the old lady and...
she flat-out refused.
She wouldn't let anyone touch it as if her life depended on it.
And a man...
with a mole on the back of his hand took it?
The thief had a mole on his hand?
That scum should be hit by lightning.
If I'd seen it, I'd have laid him flat with a punch.
There were bombs going off left and right.
Everyone was busy running this way and that to save...
Why are you asking me about that?
There's no reason.
My goodness.
Why are you peeling so many radishes?
I'm going to cook enough to last us a while.
Dad.
Get rid of the people living opposite us.
What? Why?
I hate Bok Shil.
She says our place is run-down.
You told them not to walk down the alley because it's yours.
You silly thing. Choon Ja.
Whatever. I hate them, so get rid of them.
I guess Choon Ja acted like she owned the place again.
We don't have any soup to eat...
for dinner. I wish we had some.
How could you?
Stop thinking of ways to take whatever food the widower cooks.
Can't you cook something and share for once?
You have no shame.
You fool.
Do you think I don't know that?
We're looking out for each other.
He's so slow to catch a hint.
They have good days and bad.
Are you in?
Hello.
Why are you here?
How is your mother-in-law?
Is she feeling any better?
I'd like to go inside and say hi.
No, I'm sorry.
She's asleep.
- Okay, then. - Take this.
This?
Sang Man made some radish soup.
He's been single for so long that his cooking is...
- better than most... - Don't be silly.
It's cold and...
I thought some hot soup would make the old lady feel better.
And the kids too.
Sorry this is all I can do.
Oh, thank you so much.
So,
what'll you do with the house?
- The house? - I'm thinking...
if you want to stay on here,
you should sign a contract.
Do you own the house?
No.
The owner lives in the next village over.
He works at City Hall.
I'm just the neighborhood leader...
and I take care of the odd jobs around.
If you don't have any other plans, just stay here.
It may look a bit eerie,
but the people here are kind.
You won't find a nicer place.
I'm sorry but...
can I think about it for one more day?
Sure, of course you can.
Mother, have dinner.
Come and sit down.
Is this it? Why are there no side dishes?
Eat what we have.
Yes, just eat. Dad will buy us something tasty.
No. I can't eat this.
Bok Shil.
Me too. It looks horrible.
I'm so annoyed.
Jeong Hoon, we won't have to stay here for long, will we?
Go to sleep.
I can't sleep.
I want to pee.
Bok Shil.
No.
Why? You're scared?
I'm not scared. It's just a hassle.
Okay. Let's go.
Go on.
I'm scared.
You idiot.
Then I'll go first.
Mom. Mom.
Mom!
Look. I want my bag back.
What's wrong?
Give me my bag.
You got the wrong guy.
I don't know what happened, but it wasn't me.
What's wrong?
Mother.
You're crying?
What should I do?
I can't remember.
I don't think I'll recognize him.
Recognize who? What are you talking about?
The man who took the bag.
I don't remember his face.
I saw someone similar earlier today.
You did? Where?
At the marketplace.
I saw a man with a mole on the back of his hand.
And? What happened?
It wasn't him.
I didn't think it him was either.
What should we do?
Where was this? Where did you see him?
- Get up. - It wasn't him.
The mole looked wrong too.
You should've still called me. Let's go right now.
Mother, you'll wake the kids.
Let's go.
Forget it. I'll go on my own.
I'll find him.
It wasn't him.
He'd never fled...
and now that I think about it, the mole was a different shape.
Let go.
You foolish thing.
You should've called me right away.
You should've gotten the bag back.
Get out of my way. Where was this? Where is this man?
Mother, please.
Please.
Where is she?
Mother.
Where is she?
Mother. Mother.
Mother.
- Mother. - What's wrong?
Your grandma's gone.
She isn't here.
What?
Mother. Mother.
Mom.
My bag. Mister.
Give me my bag.
What's wrong with you? Gosh.
My bag.
- Where's my bag? - Who are you?
- Mother. Mother. - My bag.
Mother. Mother.
My bag. My bag.
Mother, it's me. Why are you out here?
I told you I was mistaken.
Come back with me.
Let go. I'll find it.
- My bag. Where is it? - What do you want?
Mother, let's go home.
Let's go home.
Let go. I will find it.
I said I was mistaken. It wasn't him.
Jeong Hoon will be here soon.
Come home with me.
Do you want him to see us like this?
Mom, Grandma!
My bag.
- Mother. - Grandma, stop.
- Where's my bag? - Grandma.
My bag... My bag...
Don't do this, Grandma. Please.
- Mom. - My bag...
My bag.
My bag. Oh no...
What's wrong with her?
Tell me, Mom.
What is it now?
Is Grandma sick?
Jeong Hoon.
What's going on?
Why is Grandma acting so scary?
Jeong Hoon.
Okay.
Let go of me.
Mother.
Don't go there again.
Forget about it.
I'll go and see...
if my husband is here yet.
We don't have his name. He's not here.
I'm so bored.
Let's go play outside.
- Bok Shil. - Kyung Ho.
- You went to school? - Yes.
Don't talk to Bok Shil. I don't like it.
You don't talk to him.
Kyung Ho and I are close.
We came here together.
We live in the same house.
Kyung Ho's family rents a room in our house.
- Did you know that? - What does that mean?
You needn't know.
You don't even know that?
Hey, do you know what this is?
My dad gave it to me.
It's chocolate.
Do you want some? Do you?
Can I please have some?
Do you want some?
Yes. Choon Ja, can I have some?
Choon Ja, give her some.
No. Why should I?
Hey.
- Hey, stop it. - Don't fight.
You're so mean. You're a brat.
Don't cry. It's not worth it.
Choon Ja, listen.
You shouldn't tease others with food.
Are you siding with your own sister?
Of course I am. We're family. Let's go.
Choon Ja, you shouldn't do that.
Why is everyone mean to me?
(Necklaces, rings, watches)
(Jewels, Expensive watches)
If you want to stay on here,
you should sign a contract.
Excuse me.
Oh, hi.
Hello.
The house you mentioned yesterday.
Yes. Did you make up your mind?
Hello.
- Hi. - Hello.
Can we pay rent by the month?
By the month?
You seem so rich.
Why don't you just buy it?
Of course you can do that.
I'll go and talk to the owner.
By the way,
your husband will be living with you, won't he?
Is he back yet?
That's not why...
Sang Man is asking about him.
Right?
I just asked because I thought...
The landlord would want to know...
how many people will be staying, so I asked in advance.
My husband will join us soon.
Did you help the communists or anything?
She's just asking because...
the times are what they are, you know.
We aren't that kind of people.
Talk to the landlord, then.
Sure. Goodbye.
- You silly... - What?
That's so strange.
She said she'd meet her husband in Seoul.
Why hasn't she yet?
Do you think something's up?
Don't talk if you don't know anything.
How am I to know if she won't tell me?
What was in the bag?
What could they be so upset about?
You're right.
I'd really like to know myself.
What's that, Mom?
Barley rice? I don't like this.
Give that to me.
I want chocolate.
- What? - Buy me chocolate.
I want some.
Yes, Mom, buy her some.
It's not the time to whine about that.
You're so childish.
I'll buy you some later.
Did you meet my son?
I gave them our address.
To pass on when he comes.
And...
I told the neighbor...
we'll stay here for a while.
Why did you say that?
We can't live here for free forever.
Mom, we're staying here?
I don't want to live in this place.
Mom, when will dad join us?
Soon, very soon.
This is our house now, okay?
I said no. This isn't a house.
It's looks almost haunted.
- I don't like it either. - Me either.
Will you stop it? What's wrong with this place?
Grandma, let's go to see Dad.
Or move.
Or go back to our Busan house.
We won't stay here. Not in a place like this.
Mother, you can't say that too.
Are you talking back to your mother-in-law?
Jeong Hoon, take the kids out. Go.
Okay.
Let's go.
Let go.
I won't stay here. I don't want to.
What are you doing?
Do you like this place?
I don't. It a beggar town.
- I like it here. - Why?
Because I lived here all along.
And now I have new friends.
I don't like living here.
But we have to until Dad comes home.
So I'm angry.
So you’re throwing pebbles?
I scream loudly when I'm angry.
Try it. You'll feel better.
It didn't work.
I feel better when I sing.
Then sing something.
The snow is falling
On the windy south pier
I cry out with all my might
You know who lives there.
What's going on?
It's scary.
What are you two gossiping about?
Haven't you heard?
Heard what?
There are communists in our neighborhood.
Communists? That's so scary.
They spied on us?
Where? Who?
No one knows.
The police got a tip and are checking each house on the way up.
The police are coming?
Oh no. Oh dear.
Choon Sam! Choon Sam! Choon Sam.
Will you keep it down?
What's the fuss about now?
The police are coming. The police are coming.
What for?
- What should we do? - Excuse us.
We're policemen.
Right. Hello.
How are you?
We did nothing wrong.
We swear.
Do you think they know about your hobby?
Be quiet.
I did nothing to be scared of,
so why am I so nervous?
What do you do?
What? Oh, me?
I... I don't gamble anymore, you know.
I quit the habit.
That's right. He doesn't do this anymore.
You two.
What's your relationship? Are you married?
Yes, we are. We are married.
My darling.
Honey.
I love you.
Take it back.
I can't do that.
Where did you...
get the money?
Tell me.
Did you...
sell your wedding ring?
What's wrong with you?
What's the hurry? Why did you sell your...
wedding ring to rent a place like this?
We have to live.
We have to survive.
Forget about the bag of gold bars.
We can't get it back.
Are you praying we don't?
We can't live like we used to.
Who knows when my husband will come back?
What?
Why don't you know?
How could you say that?
Mother, we have to look after the children.
We have to feed them.
Please, Mother.
Don't let go. I need your help.
Excuse me.
Is anyone home?
We're from the police.
The police?
- Mother. - Ok Boon.
Stay here. Don't go outside.
Why are you here?
We got a call about spies, so we're checking.
What? Spies?
(Through the Waves)
Where is your husband?
You can't take our mom. No!
That stinks.
- Was it you? - It was not.
She's a farter.
It wasn't her, it was me. I farted.
Kyung Ho.
Who are you? Get lost.
Not everyone's cut out to sell stuff.
I see you had a terrible first day.
Did the bag we picked up have gold in it or something?
Buy some sweet potatoes. They're nice and sweet.
Give me two.