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(approaching footsteps)

(clock ticking)

(door clicks shut)

FEMALE RADIO HOST: There was a poet,
who once said the following.

(elevator bell dings)

That if you wanna understand,
if you wanna forgive,

-and if you wanna love someone...
-(indistinct chatter)

...you should observe how they look
from the back

for a long while.

-EMPLOYEE 1: Mr. Han.
-EMPLOYEE 2: Mr. Han.

FEMALE RADIO HOST:
That if you do just that,

you don't have to unnecessarily
try to understand, forgive, or love them

because their lonely shadow

will have made you cry
without you even knowing.

(phone rings)

-They're right.
-Hey, how's it going?

To understand someone's loneliness...

(female radio host inhales)

Well, for me, I think
that's the beginning of love.

Here is Wonstein singing, "Secret Garden."

(bubbly pop music playing)

(chiming)

2021 SEOUL LIGHTING EXHIBITION

(aluminum rustling)

(water pouring)

-(clattering)
-(song stops abruptly)

(Dongjin sighs annoyedly)

WOOJOO: You're such an idiot.

You should have known
it was gonna crumble,

pay more attention.

-You're picking up the check today.
-(Jun scoffs)

More like you're
getting free dinner again.

Come on, let's play.

(sighs deeply)

Ugh, why is my heart pounding so hard?

The back of my neck's
been prickly all day.

I wonder what awful thing will happen.

You could cut out coffee,
drink less alcohol.

-And don't think about cigarettes.
-Why?

Because I don't want
to lose my drinking buddy.

Let's ruin our health a bit less then.

Don't go telling everyone
you're a pharmacist,

-they might just stone you.
-(chuckles softly)

(phone vibrates)

NEIGHBORHOOD HEAD LADY: WE REGRET TO
INFORM YOU OF MR. SIM CHULMIN'S DEATH...

(phone thuds)

(Dongjin munching)

(crunching)

(indistinct TV chatter)

(engine revving in distance)

(indistinct TV chatter)

-JUN: A bottle of soju, please.
-WAITRESS: All right!

(chair scrapes)

(sighing)

(crunching)

WOOJOO: Do you wanna make a bet?

Winner gets a wish from the loser.

Hey, stop trying to play me
and just pay okay?

(glass thuds)

(sighs)

Ugh.

I think I should put in
the seasoned soy sauce

or the spicy sauce?

Sweet choices, yeah?

What's the bet on?

-Are you in?
-Tell me first.

Whether it might rain or not.

Well, I'd bet it would.

JUN: Aha! So you're trying
to scam me, not make a bet, huh?

You haven't checked the weather?

WOOJOO: No, I didn't check the weather.

If you can't trust a lifelong friend,

you can check it on your stupid app.

Mm.

All right, I'll check the app.

Hey, the chance of rain
is about ten percent.

You certain you wanna do it?

Do you?

Sure.

(glasses clink)

(coughs)
Why are you making this bet?

-(glass thuds)
-(sighs deeply)

If I win the bet knowing
that that's the probability...

(inhales)

Well, it'd mean the sky's gone nuts.

So I thought my own insanity
wouldn't be all that noticeable.

I could cause some real trouble.

JUN: What lunacy are you preparing
to unleash now?

You're scaring me.

(siren wailing in distance)

OWNER: Congee and two bottles of soju,
fifteen thousand won, please.

Soju?

Hey, lady, you said two bottles of soju
went to his table!

Hey, are you deaf?
Can't you hear me, or what?

Hey, I think the soju was for us.

That's right, there aren't any bottles
on his table.

Oh! Seriously,

-I really should fire that girl.
-Let's get out of here.

(machine beeps)

You know, mister, you should have
told me you didn't order it.

OWNER: I was yelling
and now my throat hurts.

Listen, ma'am.

The way he asked, "Soju?"
That means he didn't order it.

-Why are you giving him such a hard time?
-(Jun laughs awkwardly)

Uh, well then.

JUN: We're ready to pay.

OWNER (clears throat): I'm sorry.

I'm not the one you owe an apology.

WOOJOO: Who knows if he'll come back?

(mellow music)

ONE WAY

(theme music)

CALL IT LOVE

EPISODE 1

AUTOMATED VOICE: The rice is ready.

WOOJOO: Sim Haesung, Sim Jigu,
breakfast is ready!

(footsteps ascending)

(floorboard creaking)

(Woojoo exhales heavily)

I set the table, so wake up Jigu and eat.

When you're done, soak the dishes.

It's hard to wash them
if there's food stuck on them.

(exhales)

Oh, what's that? A big roach?

(gasps)

Where?

Where?

You're awake then.

Gosh.

(sighs)

The alarm hasn't rung.

I can sleep a little longer.

(thuds)

Oh, yeah.

Oh, what now? What do you want?

Ten percent chance of rain today
just so you know.

(sighs)
I watch the news in the morning too!

Stop waking me up before my alarm!

-(grumbling)
-Why don't you use that energy to wake up?

(irritated groan)

(dog barking in distance)

(creaks)

(clock ticking)

(squeaking)

PUBLIC OFFICIAL EXAM VOCABULARY

(lock chimes)

(squeaks)

(door shuts)

(birds chirping)

(pleasant music)

(wind gusts softly)

(approaching footsteps)

(thwacks)

(barely audible singing on video)

Come eat breakfast.

Oh, okay, okay.

Okay, you attacked me first, don't forget.

-Mmm.
-Look over here.

-(camera shutter clicks)
-Oh, it's bad.

-(clicking continues)
-Whoa, that's really bad.

-Oh, it's so bad.
-(clicking continues)

Yeah, that's a good one.

(teasing laugh)

-Why'd you do that?
-Huh?

I'm gonna send these great pics
to your boyfriend.

Wow, if he still wants to marry you,
that's true love right there.

-He may not recognize you.
-Delete them while you have the chance.

I don't wanna have
to get violent with you, so...

Excuse me?

-You think I'll lose to an old hag?
-Who you calling old hag?

You should try again.

Old hag, old age,
old people, old spinster!

They all mean old and frail, you idiot.

-(grunts)
-(groans)

(thuds)

(whimsical music)

(inhales deeply)

(makes short exhales)

Why'd you do that to me?

-(whimpers)
-(grunts)

-Give it!
-Huh?

Look who's old now, you punk.

Ow, my back.

It was already bad.

-Wow. Come, eat breakfast.
-You're really crazy.

(Jigu groans)

-Give me my phone back.
-HAESUNG: No.

Oh, you're out of your mind.
Why'd you kick me in the back?

I have an injury.

Give it back.

-I have to delete the pictures first.
-Come on, just give it back.

-HAESUNG: How do I do this?
-(Jigu scoffs)

JIGU: You better not send those.

-Okay, just give it back.
-HAESUNG: Oh, stop. I have to delete them.

(music stops)

(phone vibrating)

(phone vibrating continues)

(door opens)

SOOHEE: Sir.

There's a problem
with the Singapore exhibition.

(thunder crashing)

(rain pattering)

(chewing)

MAN 1: Oh, what a sudden downpour.

(man 1 exhales)

(rain pattering)

JUN PHARMACY

WOOJOO: There's one thing in this world
that never fails you.

A foreboding.

You know how animals seem to know
when an earthquake is coming

and seek shelter?

They have the ability
to predict their fate.

(phone chimes, thuds)

But humans can't, can they?

(glass thuds)

(rain pattering)

(inaudible sobbing)

(footsteps thudding)

-(tires screech)
-(crashes)

(mellow music builds)

(rain pattering)

EMPLOYEE 3:
It means we lost our bid again.

EMPLOYEE 4: I mean,
didn't they say it was for sure this time?

-EMPLOYEE 5: Yeah.
-EMPLOYEE 6: ...to go under real soon.

EMPLOYEE 7: Yeah, I know.

It's risky, right?

(employees murmuring)

DONGJIN: Wasn't the result due
the day after tomorrow?

Officially, yes. But, uh...

I know their team leader personally.

He said we've the most experience
with exhibitions in Singapore,

and assured me that it was a sure deal.

But then, uh...

Is it President Shin who won the bid?

Yeah.
(inhales)

It seems he only bids on the contracts
that we're trying to get.

SOOHEE: I think...
he's obviously blocking us.

Should I try and get
the contract fee back?

(inhales)

No way we'll get that back.
And President Shin knows it too.

(phone vibrating)

(inhales)

MOTHER

(sighs)

(inhales sharply)

Can you please sum up all the payments

that are due this, um, week,
and send them to me?

I'll review it on the go.

Yes.

(phone ringing in distance)

Miss Baek, wait.

Shin's interference. Have you told Sunwoo?

(inhales)
Yeah, I already did.

(tense music)

(exhales deeply)

SHINWOO FAIR

Yes.

Oh, I should be the one thanking you.
(chuckles)

-Yes, yes.
-(door opens)

-Yes, we'll do our best.
-(door closes)

(approaching footsteps)

So you're here.

Yes, sir. Wait.

(inhales)

Uh-huh, that's right.

Oh, you've got some guts now, Team Leader.

Lower your tone to your mentor, would you?

You're not my mentor now
and I'm president.

It was five years ago
we started our company.

Uh-huh.

(inhales sharply)

So how about the Singapore fair?

Did you undersell us on it?

Hey, would you have been able
to outbid me?

Mm?

Even if I told you whether
I underbid on it or not?

You guys don't have the money, right?

If you and Dongjin
were still working under me,

how nice would that be?

You two used to be my little errand boys,

-so, of course, I'm pissed off.
-(exhales)

(inhales)

(Sunwoo clears throat)

You see...

I don't particularly want
to encourage your pettiness

so I would just ask.

You're doing all this,

is this some kinda sad attempt at revenge?

(chuckles)

How many times do I have to tell you
that we didn't take your employees--

Who saying that?

You think this is a sad attempt.

Revenge is also a means to make a living.

And my constipation was done
after I screwed you, guys.

You really are peculiar, you know that?

-You must be tired.
-Why would I be tired?

I'm livid right now.

You guys are just ripe for the picking,

so why wouldn't I kick you
while you're down?

All right...

Are you about done?

(inhales deeply)

Hmm...
(exhales)

You still have your company.

So, I guess I'm not finished.

(somber music)

(rain pattering)

(phone vibrating)

-Mm.
-JUN: "Mm?"

How can you say that right now to me?

The lunch hour is the most busy one.

Wherever you are, just get back here.

WOOJOO: But it's raining.

Well, so what?

WOOJOO: I thought I told you.

(door opens, closes)

That if I beat the 90 percent chance
and it actually rained...

(rain pattering)

...I would cause some real trouble.

JEIL FUNERAL PARLOR

(footsteps echoing)

(people murmuring)

PREMIUM SUITE 1 (1ST FLOOR)
THE LATE SIM CHULMIN

(somber music builds)

(scandalized murmuring)

(music climaxes, fades out)

Someone once told me that.

If you really need
to take revenge on someone,

even after a decade or two,
well, you should try.

Simply pulling a chair out
from under them.

Young lady. What, um...

What do you think you're doing here?

The point I'm trying to make...

is "If an opportunity arises,
humiliate them by any means you can."

Wouldn't you agree?

(flabbergasted breathing)

I don't know who you are.

It's been 15 years.

So I suppose there's a chance you don't.

Sim Chulmin's daughter, Sim Woojoo.

Remember?

(stammering)

(shaky breathing)
Oh.

I've grown a lot, right?

And you, well...

Oh...

You've grown old, huh?

(objects clattering)

(papers rustling)

(objects clattering)

(zipper zips close)

(pants)
Heeja.

Chulmin.

(breathes lightly)

Let's get going.

(deep inhale)

I'm sorry. It's 'cause of me...

(sobbing)

-(sobbing continues)
-Don't say that, Heeja.

(groans)

(smashing)

(tense, somber music)

(loud smashing)

(fast footsteps approaching)

(footsteps pattering)

34, 62-1 YEONHUI-DONG

(fast footsteps retreating)

WOOJOO: Gimme some more stew
and another bottle of soju!

(cup thuds)

(inhales)

It's all right,
don't pay any attention to me

and enjoy your meals.

Aunt number 1, Uncle,

Aunt number 2.

UNCLE: Have you been well?

Well, other than the fact that

I found out about the funeral
via messages in the neighborhood chat,

I guess I've been all right then.

We heard you cut ties
with your father a long time ago.

That's why we didn't reach out.

It's not like we didn't want to tell you.

(Uncle sighs)

Mm. So considerate.

(inhales)

Oh, then what about the ten million won
that you borrowed from my mom?

You acted like that never happened
when they divorced.

I wonder if that's also you
being considerate.

(breathes deeply)

Will you give me an answer today?

You could always give me
the money instead.

(coughing)

Oh. Oh, I should just stop talking to you.

How can a child be so disrespectful
to her elders?

Guess what?

I could be really nasty right now,

but I'm showing you respect.

Because that's what adults do.

(line ringing)

(nervous exhale)

-(line ringing)
-(sighs)

(exhales)
Why...

AUTOMATED VOICE: The person you are
trying to reach can't answer the phone...

(sighs)
Oh, why aren't you answering the phone?

(inhales)
Always when I need you.

(Heeja sighs)

AUTOMATED VOICE:
The line you are calling is busy...

MG SAEMAEUL FINANCE FIRM

DONGJIN: Yes, I can make
the payments next month.

Right. I apologize.

Yes.

(phone beeps)

(counter chime rings)

AUNT: You mean that woman
sold the house in Yeonhui-dong?

Your brother put the deed in her name

-just before he died.
-(scoffs)

And then, that ridiculous woman went
and sold it

as soon as her name was on it.
(disgusted groan)

Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh.

So then Woojoo came here

to confront her
about her house being sold.

I was afraid for the worst,
but it was better than I thought.

I was so worried
that she was gonna flip out and...

Oh, I don't know,
throw a table or something.

-Jeez.
-I mean...

That little thing is so fiercely feisty,
you know what I mean?

-Goodness.
-(heels thudding)

Oh!

Repeat it to me, who sold what?

Oh. Oh, dear. I really have
to use the restroom.

(Aunt breathes worriedly)

(Aunt chuckles awkwardly)

Well, I, uh, so I thought
maybe you'd already left.

-Auntie!
-What, what, huh?

Tell me what was sold right now!

Don't look at me like that!

Maybe you should ask Heeja instead of me!

(tense music)

-WOOJOO: Let go of me.
-HEEJA: Just come with me.

-WOOJOO: Let go and answer me!
-HEEJA: Settle down, let's talk up here.

Here...

-Be quiet.
-Just tell me.

-Tell me, did you sell our house or not?
-(angry grunt)

I said be quiet and follow me.

-Oh, come on! You brat!
-(phone vibrating)

-I said let go!
-(angry grunt)

-(Heeja breathes heavily)
-(phone vibrates)

Why are you doing this to me?

Didn't you crash the funeral
'cause you knew that?

-(surprised breath)
-(exhales)

Why the look?

What? Nobody bothered
to mention it to you?

So, you really came here

just to try to punish my dead husband,

looking like a hooker?

(scoffs)

(inhales)

-Who's really cheap?
-(phone vibrating)

Because look who's talking.
(laughs)

-Explain it then.
-(phone vibrating)

Tell me, why would it belong to you?

Because it doesn't, okay?

Hang on a sec.

You should do something about your phone.

-It's driving me crazy.
-(phone vibrating)

-(vibrating continues)
-(sighs)

-Look, I'll call you later--
-JIGU: Woojoo!

Why don't you answer your phone?

Some people are here
telling me to vacate the house...

(Namil sucks teeth)

We'll need to change it all out.

Right? New wallpaper?

(sighs)
Please, Woojoo, where are you?

The house is mine!

HEEJA: Keep your voice down!

What makes you think it's okay
to shout at me like that?

(dumbfounded breathing)

Look, your father and I
were legally married you get it?

That house was under your father's name.

It belonged to you then,
but now it's an inheritance.

It was mine to sell.

-I haven't done anything wrong, okay?
-Well, you can't just force us out.

You can't just take away our home,
we live there still.

(breathes shakily)

I swear...

If you take our home away from us,
karma will come for you.

You can't uproot us like that,
how could you?

(scoffs)

You really think karma exists?

I'll consider the humiliation
I endured today

as punishment enough.

About the house?

You have a week to move out.

(startled breath)

Take this.

HEEJA: Use it to catch a cab.

You can't go on the bus looking like that.

(dismayed sigh)

Where are you going?
We're not finished yet.

What the hell?

Don't you touch me!

I'm done being nice,

you need to respect me
and your dead father.

Stop this now unless you want you
and your precious siblings...

(inhales deeply)
...pulled out by force.

(shaky breathing)

(soft dramatic music)

(shaky breathing)

-(club thwacks)
-Oh!

Whoo!

(exhales)

(sighs)
Shoot.

(Sunwoo sighs tiredly)

(exhales)

-Mmm.
-(phone vibrates)

Hmm?

DONGJIN:
123 HAMCHON-RO, DONGJAK-GU, SEOUL

Ah, eeesh!

(button clicking)

-(grunting)
-(thudding)

Hey...

(groans)

(Sunwoo sighs)

(exhales)

Hey, where did you get the car key?

(smacks lips)
Where do you think I got it?

(sighs deeply)

-(thumps)
-(smacks lips, inhales)

I guess you went through my desk.

Anyway.

This is kidnapping, you know?

Do you know how scared
my baby must have been?

When did you get the car?

Like...

a while... ago, I think.

I paid for it a little before that.

It was before things got so bad.

(sighs)

Say something okay?

Dongjin, don't just give me that look.

As co-owner...

I'm also working hard
to find some cash flow for us.

So please don't make me sell my car!

(inhales)
You find some money, okay?

I will do what I can.

SUNWOO:
Hey, did things go well at the bank?

How much are they gonna loan us?

Hey, Dongjin!

Hey! Can you please just tell me
what's gonna happen with the company?

(irritated grunt)

(somber music)

JEIL FUNERAL PARLOR

Dongjin, you actually came here?

(inhales)

(sighs)
Nothing good's gonna come outta this.

(somber music)

Chulmin.

HEEJA: Dongjin is here to see you.

(breathes deeply)

You didn't see him often.

Mm.
(sighs)

But...

he was always good to you.

HEEJA (inhales): You remember, right?

You left the world first,
leaving me all alone.

Now, this boy is all I have left.

(Heeja sighs, sniffles)

Why did you have to go so early?

(inhales deeply)

Tell me why you left me all by myself.

(Heeja sobbing)

(heels thudding)

(indistinct chatter)

(thumps)

(objects clattering)

(people murmuring)

(depressed breath)

(indistinct chatter)

(crying quietly)

(crying continues)

Ah, stop it already, it's stupid.

(sniffles)

(sobbing softly)

(exhales deeply)

(soft dramatic music)

(cries)

(sniffling)

(shaky breathing)

Ah, Woojoo, did you do something crazy?

I was hoping I wouldn't find you
when I got here.

But my hunch was right...

I wish I had been wrong.

Like what impulsive decision convinced you

that it'd be okay
to dress like that at a funeral?

Come on. Why don't you get up?

(cries)

(sobbing)

(Woojoo sniffles, sobs)

Are you... crying?

(sobbing)

(Woojoo sobbing continues)

Hey, please don't cry.

Go ahead and say it.

"Woojoo, why do you even come?"

(inhales)

I tried so hard to hold myself together
so my dad wouldn't see these tears.

(sad inhale)
And now if they see me here...

the psycho,

and me, Jigu.

(melancholy music)

(paper rustling)

-(plate clinks)
-(rustling continues)

(smirkingly laughs)

(melancholy music)

(plastic crinkling)

(music stops)

(music resumes, subdued)

(engine rumbling)

(indistinct chatter)

2 MONTHS LATER

(door opens)

(solemn music)

(lights flicking)

MANAGER: Mr. Han.

What are you doing?

MANAGER: I mean, it's not like you haven't
seen an empty exhibition hall.

What were you so focused about in there?

All that space.

But the problem is,
finding ways to fill it.

How can we fill the hall
with just one fair?

What if not enough people attend?

(scoffs, inhales)

There's this one guy who always...
(smacks lips)

...avoids the first day of his own fairs,
on purpose I bet.

(laughs)

And will you be the same?

Oh, so...

Why did you come to see me?

Hall C.

I'd like to reserve it.

What? You've got a new trade show?

Your company is back to normal?

-Yes.
-MANAGER: Oh...

(manager chuckles)

(papers rustle)

(low groaning)

CEO HAN DONGJIN

(papers rustle)

(knocking on door)

(phone ringing in distance)

(clicks tongue, sucks teeth)

You're Dongjin's right-hand person
so it makes sense you knew the situation.

If Mr. Cha also knew about it,
then I might be kind of hurt.

Mister Choi, can you...

separate your work and personal life?

I'm separating them.

This is personal and not okay,
Baek Soohee.

You're my mom's friend's daughter,
seriously,

we literally grew up together, right?

Did you tell him we're holding
our own exhibition?

Yes.

Oh, gosh. I'm so sorry.

If we're talking about that, well, I knew.

So then, you all knew it?

When I'm also president
and I... was just told?

So, instead of always disappearing,
just show up.

You should be used to it now, huh?
I'm a busy guy, okay?

Look, look, look. I see that look again.

(smacks lips, inhales)

What I'm saying is,
we just got an investment,

jumping into another fair too soon
is risky.

(inhales)
Oh, let's face it.

We're pushing our luck.

(inhales)

Bidding on exhibits
will only take us so far.

We need to hold our own exhibition

to create a stable revenue source
and prevent debt.

(faint sigh)

So what is your idea then?

A camping exhibition could be good.

SOOHEE: Hmm, it's actually
a growing market right now.

There's expansion potential
with food and drink distributors

and manufacturing companies.

Could be good.

(inhales)
Take a look.

Before you are the companies
I've talked with already.

I've included the contact details
for the major clients