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[Final Episode]

Yun Jinho.

Take him.

- Yes. - It's me.

- And? - It's been dealt with.

All right.

Put my mother on.

Yes.

It's me.

Have you eaten?

I'm sorry. I'm not much of a son.

I'm doing all right, not to worry.

I should get back. Goodbye.

Hello?

Hello, say something.

Hello?

They what? I told you absolutely not.

- You did... But Shin and Sangtaek... - Where are they?

Taking the artists to the event.

Kitae.

They're doing what they think is best. Just leave it alone.

It's not just any event, it's Jang Cholhwan's.

MY artists supporting that scum's event?

What can we do? They're scared they'll shut us down.

Who says we'll be shut down? Jang will be shut down, that's who.

- Move it. - Kitae.

And now the man of the hour, Chairman Jang Cholhwan.

I've dodged death many times in my life to make it here before you today.

The first time was in the Korean War.

Living so close to death, I learned to love our great nation,

to feel true patriotism.

Second, on May 16, 1961, I joined the much-needed coup and so survived.

Looking back, the trials of our modern age have led us to this,

hosting the Olympic Games.

My only thought now is how I may best serve our great republic.

Heaven has given me one last task. I swear to you here today,

my life belongs to Korea.

Thank you.

Anything from Yun Jinho?

Not yet.

- Find out now. - Sir.

- Sir. - Hm?

Over there.

How... How did he get in?

Jihye, enough.

Take her and go.

- But we're already-- - I said go.

Come on. All of you.

That rude little...

You. Hold it.

What's the idea? Think you can just waltz into a place like this?

I told you no. I didn't waltz, you did.

What?

I'm done with worrying about you.

My father's death, ruining our family, I'm done with all of it.

I don't want anything to do with you. Get over it already.

Moron.

'Cause I can't rest while you're still alive.

And I won't have it.

Well? Get him!

Bring him.

Let him go.

What now?

Leave him alone.

This isn't your concern.

I said let him go.

No... Suhyok.

Wait, Cha Suhyok, are you insane?

No. I'm just fine.

I'm finally taking back my soul.

I tried to give it back to you.

I had hoped to be forgiven for what I did to you.

That's why I reached out to you, gave you a chance.

Can't you see that?

I see clearly now... I see what I must do.

We have to go together.

Suhyok, don't.

Don't.

Sir!

Sir...

Don't move an inch. I'll kill you all.

Suhyok.

Suhyok.

I'm sorry.

It's the only way I could think of...

to pay for what I did to you and Jonghye.

Suhyok.

Suhyok, no...

Forgive me, Kitae.

No... no...!

Don't... don't...

Sir... sir...

Why..?

Why, Suhyok..?

Where have you been?

We went to the hospital after the service.

The hospital? Why?

Geumnye collapsed at the funeral.

Wha..?

Which hospital? I should go.

She's sleeping now. Go tomorrow.

Oh, the poor thing, so much tragedy.

Oh, dear.

I'm going to lie down.

Yes, of course.

Old Mr. Kang treated me like a son, but he still had that look.

Pity. Sympathy.

Please...

Don't look at me that way.

The only thing I feel for you now...

is pity.

How else should I look at you?

Obsess all you like, I won't change.

I can lose everything...

but not you.

I won't lose you.

Jonghye.

The service is over.

I'm going out.

To where?

- The rehearsal hall. - The hall?

Why so surprised?

We agreed I'd go back after the baby was born.

Sure, when Minji is bigger.

If I wait that long my career will be over.

You know how fickle fans are.

What about Minji?

You said you'd help.

What, diapers and everything?

If I can, you can.

Men, always reneging, I swear.

The nanny will be in, don't worry. I'm off.

Wait, wait...

Phew. You're awake?

Guess it's you and me, kid, huh?

"Daddy... Daddy..."

Subong, Jihye, you're playing Pusan next week.

Pusan?

A 70th birthday party. They want some singers.

Are you kidding me? A birthday party?

C'mon, I'm #1 on the Top 50.

Seventy-shmeventy.

You know who it's for?

Oh Bokpa, father of the biggest boss in Pusan.

Turn them down and you'll never play Pusan again.

So grin and bear it.

- Hello, sir. - Hey.

Oh, it's Hyebin.

Look at you, as skinny as before you were knocked up.

Yea, I worked out a little.

Why didn't you call first?

Why should I? It's time to get back to work.

What? What about the baby?

Taesu's looking after the baby.

Tough-guy Taesu, a house-husband?

I'm ready to get back on stage. Schedule me in.

- Chop-chop. - Okay, okay.

Hey.

What? What is it?

The opening tanked.

We had high hopes for the regional areas.

10,000 tickets in Seoul and the regionals combined.

Biggest flop I've ever had, period.

I'm sorry about this. I take full responsibility.

Erotica is selling these days anyway.

It's a shame, but nothing to fret over.

It's Jonghye I worry about. She worked so hard. And now this.

I feel bad for her.

She's not the type to let it get her down.

Forget the box office and start on the next project.

- Okay. - Oh, you.

Not at all, it's all thanks to you.

Of course, we'll use you for the next film, too.

Okay. I'll see you soon. Bye.

Sir.

Well?

Seoul tickets topped 40,000.

You're sure?

Yes. I went to the ticket office myself.

At this rate, we'll top 50,000 in no time.

Excellent.

This marks the rebirth of our company.

You've worked for it, sir.

And you.

I've got to see Kitae. Don't know if I can keep a straight face.

Congratulations.

It's all your doing, come on...

I'm sorry how things turned out.

I should say that. I'm glad you're doing well.

Critics or no critics, you never know what audiences will want.

Oh, and I'll pay you back right away.

Pssh, there's no rush, take your time.

Thanks, Kitae. If not for you, my life would be in tatters.

No, I'm just grateful you're with me now.

You have the hit, drinks are on you.

Fair enough. I'll treat the whole troupe.

Good.

Great.

Jonghye, are you okay?

A good performance is more important than ticket sales.

You got good reviews, that's what counts.

I feel bad for Kitae and Songwon.

And for all Miyon's hard work.

You want hard work, look at yourself.

I bit off more than I could chew, I see that now.

You did not.

You did what people said was impossible, that means something.

She's right. We're friends, but I still respect you.

You're pretty cool.

Chaeyong, shouldn't we do some interior design?

Interiors?

It's been like this ever since we first opened. It's a bit drabby.

We could use new staff, too.

- You do it. - Me?

You're running Mago now, you do it.

What do you mean?

- I'm leaving Korea. - Chaeyong.

Not for good. But the arms manufacturer I work with is in England.

I'll go there, learn the business, maybe study some music.

- Chaeyong, not... - ...because of Kitae?

Not really. I'm done with all that.

It's just, well, I could use a change.

Have you told Shin and Kitae?

No, not yet. Guess I should.

You're Bitnara's "IT" girl. They'll be shocked.

And Mago?

Sunae will look after it.

Don't your regulars come to see you?

It will take some adjustment, but Sunae knows her business.

With your help.

Yes, of course.

London called. They would like to meet you in-person.

Of course. I'll work it in.

You're working full-time?

Sure, now that I've left politics.

I could use Adnan Khashoggi's kind of money.

Arms brokers make millions from a single deal.

That much?

I hope you'll help this beginner.

Chaeyong, Kitae and Shin are here.

- You told them? - They had to know.

Hello.

Chaeyong, what's the deal?

Why didn't you discuss it with us first?

Sorry I didn't tell you.

Can't you change your plans?

You and Kitae still have so much to do.

Another Hotel Dinner Show like last year, not to mention the national tour.

It's not forever. I'll be studying in the land of the Beatles.

I always feel bad about you. I don't know what to say.

Wha-a-at?

Could you be any more dense? They need to talk. C'mon.

Last night, when I decided to go, I got to thinking.

We've been through a lot together.

I remember. All of it.

The first time I saw you on stage...

...having a famous singer like you over for dinner...

...the day you brought me home after curfew...

...that cold winter day you told me you joined the troupe for me...

...all of it.

You're there every time I turned around, there in the back of my mind.

Always in my thoughts.

Meeting you meant a lot to me.

Telling me there's no business like show business.

After losing everything in Sunyang, coming to Seoul with no prospects...

Those words gave me hope.

And after that, helping me over and over again.

I remember and I'm grateful.

Mind if I be a little childish?

If you had met me before Jonghye...

could I have been the one?

Thank you.

A little more.

- Need a break? - No.

Good, a little more, then.

You're getting better.

Now, focus on your legs.

Jonghye.

You're walking...

You're doing it... you're walking...

- Gyongsuk. - You did it.

You did it.

Gyongsuk...

Yes, Bitnara.

Kitae, it's Gyongsuk.

Hey. What's up?

Did something happen to Jonghye?

No. Not really. You should come over.

Okay.

When did you get back from your trip?

Oh, just now.

What's going on?

You'll see. Jonghye, Kitae is here.

Jonghye.

Kitae.

I'm walking. I can walk.

You can. You did it.

You did it... You did it.

You did it... You did it.

Only yesterday you were Little Miss Needs Improvement.

Now all A's?

I've really applied myself.

I could tell she has.

And did the sun rise in the West?

Did studying kill you?

Oh, dear.

Hello.

Oh, Mr. Lee. Doing all right?

We're fine, sure, sure.

Pardon?

Thank Heaven, thank goodness.

Of course. On our way.

Goodbye.

What is it?

Jonghye can walk.

Walk?

She's walking.

Oh, oh, thank you, thank you... oh, thank you... oh, my...

Are you serious? But I need your help.

Why pester me about it? Did she ask for me?

No, but maybe you can kinda push her along.

Sheesh, if she won't have you, what good is pushing?

You want your little sister to be an old maid?

It's her life, isn't it?

Ugh, brothers and sisters.

- Ugh yourself. Fine, I'll talk to her. - Yeah?

- Easy, big boy. - Mr. Kang, Dongchol.

- Yes? - Big news, big news.

Oh? What?

"Travelers" was nominated for the Korean Arts Award.

In five different categories.

Five?

Picture, Director, Actress, Cinematography, Screenplay.

All the biggies.

I said you should get your acceptance speech ready. I keep my word.

Just being asked to participate has its own prestige.

Next stop, Cannes.

What's taking so long?

Sheesh, just spit it out already.

Hold onto your hats.

Jonghye has a cosmetics gig.

What? Really?

Really. What's more, an exclusive contract with a global line.

Just like Lee Misuk, the big league, baby.

With the wedding announcement, the accident and the loss of ads...

I thought you'd never get another commercial.

Well done, good for you.

"Travelers" tanked, but this kind of thing gives your image prestige.

Here are the mock-ups, take a look.

A goddess image, that's the concept.

"American technology, anti-aging..."

High-end stuff.

Will you do it?

Of course. You have to ask?

Hello.

Oh, Mr. Kang.

Hang o-o-on... Your sweetie...

- Hi, Kitae. - It's me.

Myonghi needs you for a fitting.

For what?

You've been nominated for Best Actress.

I called her, she's waiting on you.

Sure... o-o-okay...

What was that?

I was, um, nominated for Best Actress.

What? Seriously?

Now we're talkin'.

You take home the award and you can charge top dollar for ads.

- Got that right. - How much you want?

An actresses' actress. A whole different person on camera.

Exactly, like a chameleon. This time she's all "foxy".

Mother, Mr. Kim, I made it.

Oh, oh, my little Jonghye, am I dreaming?

Oh, my...

I'm sorry to cause you so much concern.

No, no, I'm just so grateful, so grateful...

We going to stand here all day?

Let's take a seat.

Right, please...

Missy.

- Hey, Sundok. - Yes'm.

It's time you set the date.

When do you think?

Don't you want a big wedding?

At our age? It just isn't done.

Never mind all that.

Mr. Kim has other ideas.

- You want a big wedding? - Sure I do.

- You should have yours first. - I'll arrange the hall.

- Oh, you. - Thanks, Kitae.

- And you, Jonghye. - Yes, Father.

- Did you say father? - Yep.

That feels great.

Little idiot.

You mess up the schedule, embarrass me?

Use your head for once.

I'm done.

Come again?

Take it out on Jihye. I'm through.

- Through..? - Wait, wait, Mr. No.

I'm as much to blame as he is.

I'll follow the schedule, so no more of this "I'm done" stuff.

What are you doing here?

- Did the producer call you? - No.

Bitnara has been asked to do...

the Korean Arts Awards.

The opening, both intermissions, the lot.

Really?

We'll play the awards show?

Of course.

The producer makes the schedule, but you, Jihye, Hyebin, you'll all be on.

Hee-hee-hee! Can you believe it?

The same stage Jo Yongpil played.

Let's go talk to the producer.

You two hold still.

We're on our way!

Now the opening show of the Korean Arts Awards.

Missus, it's starting.

Is Kitae on?

- It's Myonghi. - Look, there she is.

Seeing it now, we shouldn't have turned down Kitae's tickets.

I regret it now. I wish I was there.

Me, too, though...

Dad, c'mon.

- Is your mom on? - No, not yet.

There she is.

Minji, lookit, lookit, Mommy's on.

"Mommy... Mommy..."

That's it... "Mommy..."

There, there, there.

Don't say such things

It's strange to me

To hear such things

It made me shiver

I'm only nineteen

Tears, sighs, I'm on my own

I walk the streets at night alone

I've risked my life for love

I'm a man of the streets, take it or leave it

Man of the streets, take it and like it

I weep as I write

Tears that won't stop

Theses tears come too fast

I weep as I write

There's no stopping them

The tears...

of my heart

Why bother? Why bother? He's on his way

Why bother? Why bother? He'll never come back

Why, why, why? Why-y-y?

You can keep calling

Our Bitnara players at an awards show, it's like a dream.

Kitae, remember?

I ran off with your money in Sunyang and you nabbed me up here in Seoul.

What if we hadn't run into each other?

Now the highlight of our evening, the Best Actress award.

It will be presented by last year's winner, Yun Mihi.

Hello, such a lovely evening.

I watched all four of the films nominated this year.

Honestly, it was an extremely difficult decision.

Now, our nominees.

Jong Yunmi in The Sparrow Spoke.

Han Dayon in She Died Each Day.

Jang Mihyon in The Deep Crimson Night.

Lee Jonghye in Travelers.

And the winner is...

Congratulations. Lee Jonghye for Travelers.

What a wonderful evening.

To those who stuck with me, who believed in me when I wanted to quit...

To Miyon, to Choe Songwon, thank you both.

I dedicate this award to the man who made all my dreams come true.

Thank you.

Oh, Mister Kitae.

Now we present the award for Best Picture.

You saw clips from the nominated films throughout the evening.

This year's winner is...

The envelope please.

And the winner is...

Bitnara Films' Travelers.

Now a few words from the winner.

- Woohoo! - Kitae!

When Bitnara Films' Travelers was released in the theaters...

it was a flop.

But, to me, this film meant much more than that.

I spent my childhood in a movie theater.

I grew up watching shows and movies.

And here I am producing both.

All I've ever wanted was to entertain.

The people who share that dream with me are here tonight.

We will continue to make that dream a reality.

Thank you.

Whoa!

Bitnara's sooo cool!

Kitae's sooo cool!

Kitae!

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