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BOYHOOD

In this world we live in,

there's always a pecking order.

Not everyone's the same.

When that order collapses,

chaos occurs.

And when there's chaos, violence erupts.

Have this couch behind the school bathroom by tomorrow morning.

You got that?

This better be behind the bathroom

before White Tiger gets to school.

What are you doing?

Violence erupts when order collapses.

What the hell do you mean?

In other words,

if I don't get this to school,

I'll get my ass whooped.

Did White Tiger tell you

to take this to school by yourself?

I'm about to pass out.

So stop botherin' me and just go.

Fine.

Why did she have to talk to me? I'm already out of energy.

She's really no help at all.

Why won't you ask me for help?

I can't ask a girl to help me carry this heavy thing.

You and your damn pride.

Just go.

Seriously.

You don't have to help me.

I can do it alone.

- Damn you. - Oh god!

You talk so damn much.

Ji-yeong?

Ji-yeong?

Ji-yeong!

Ji-yeong!

You like livin' like this?

No one keeps livin'

because they like to.

I'm just killin' time, you know?

No one else lives like you.

It ain't normal to get whooped this much.

Nothing will change when you graduate.

You'll still get your ass kicked.

You gotta call the police

or ask the grown-ups for help.

You gotta do something.

Wait, where you going?

Hey, put it down.

Damn.

Can you take it from here?

Sure.

Who are you?

You don't know me?

I'm the Black Widow.

Right.

The Black Widow?

You tryna ask me out?

Screw that.

You have fun goin' out on your own time.

I'm here to warn you.

I wonder what it's about.

Out here,

bastards like you who can hold their own at fighting

tend to have swag.

And when you have swag, you look cool.

But the thing is,

you don't got it.

You're just a damn bully.

So?

Bullies don't last long out here.

If the powerful don't get respect...

they get overthrown.

Respect?

True respect comes from power.

Idiots like you wouldn't know that.

Damn this thing.

Goodness.

Jeez.

EPISODE 7. LOVE ME ONCE AGAIN

Damn, screw this.

Jeez.

Why can't you even smoke, you moron?

Jeez.

Damn.

All there is to life

is just breathing,

eating, and sleeping.

So why's it so hard?

Damn, this ain't easy.

Jeez.

Maybe there's a way out of this.

Did you get hit?

What's with your eye?

You got hit real good.

I'm serious.

But you ain't one to get beat...

Hey, get up.

Listen, Gyeong-tae.

I got somethin' to say about...

Did you get beat up?

You look like a panda.

Are you okay?

Gyeong-tae,

I really think you should be student president.

A president's supposed to represent the school, you know?

And you're a stud, you're tall, and you're a good leader.

So I was thinkin'

it's only right for you to be student president instead of me.

For you, I'd step right aside.

Are you for real?

I wouldn't lie to you.

I swear on my life.

What's this?

I see.

You're gonna run for student president?

Yes, sir.

Right.

All right then.

It is a lot more interesting

to have two of y'all compete to be president.

Wait a minute.

Why on earth do both our candidates for student president

look like damn pandas with those bruises?

I didn't get beat up.

I fell down the stairs.

What?

What's this?

My resignation as a candidate.

I've thought about it for days

and I don't think I'm cut out to be president.

But the election would seem more legitimate

if y'all competed against each other.

No, sir.

It's obvious I'm gonna lose to him anyway.

Y'all can be friendly rivals.

I'd rather not, sir.

- There's no need for... - Just go for it.

- What? - Don't resign.

TEACHERS' OFFICE

- Bum-tae. - Yeah?

I'm only runnin' because you begged me to.

Yeah, of course.

Don't get me wrong.

Of course not.

- See you around. - Sure.

Why do I also gotta run?

We gotta talk, don't we?

- Here. - I'm okay. Don't waste it on me.

Just fucking take it.

July 4th is the election, right?

Yeah, I'm gonna do my best to make Gyeong-tae president.

I don't care about that.

The day before that just happens to be White Tiger's birthday.

Okay.

It's his first birthday in Buyeo.

So we gotta make sure

he gets a grand party, don't we?

What can I do?

It's simple.

Just get some of this.

How much?

Not much.

Just about

100,000 won.

What? 100,000 won?

Is it too much?

No.

I guess it is too much.

No, not at all.

Have some snacks, y'all!

- What? - Hurry!

Come on.

- Jeez. - Damn.

Get out of the way.

How'd a twig like you even pretend to be the White Tiger?

Lift your head up!

Hey, Byeong-tae.

Why'd you give up being president to Gyeong-tae?

If he becomes president,

he's gonna have to have some class.

And what happens when someone gets class?

- I don't know. - What happens?

They're gonna wanna

start actin' like a classy person.

So those bastards ain't gonna whoop or rip us off like before.

And if they do,

we just gotta talk to the student president.

He'll have to maintain class

and listen to us.

Class?

He's lived his whole life getting whooped

that he's become an expert at avoiding it.

Then starting tomorrow, let's all get whooped a little less!

- Yeah! - Yeah!

Look at you.

Why the long face?

All that work and I still don't got 100,000 won.

How much more do you need?

I got 82,700 won, so 18,300 more.

What's wrong with him?

He don't got enough to pay for White Tiger's birthday.

That sucks, but it ain't like we didn't try.

It would've been perfect

if I made him president and gave him 100,000 won.

All our efforts could go down the drain if it ain't perfect.

I was so close!

I'd feel so damn upset if we failed because of a mere 18,000 won.

Hey, come here.

Listen up.

This is something I've been thinkin' about for a while

and it might work.

Here's your ticket to Incheon.

- Where to? - Three to Gongju.

Hold on.

Is this really gonna work?

- Don't worry. - Here you go.

There's a couple of arcades in Gongju, all right?

Our target ain't high or middle schoolers.

We just gotta rip off some elementary kids 500 won each.

And once we hit 18,000, we'll come back.

All right.

But why go all the way to Gongju?

Think!

Everybody here already knows who we are.

Who would give us money

when they all know we're losers?

But it'll be different in Gongju.

Why?

Because those kids don't know us.

You're right.

GONGJU GEUMGANG ARCADE

First of all,

get the kids wearing Cavallos or better.

All right.

What about Tigers?

You loser.

"Don't look sad,

Tiger is with you."

You don't know the jingle?

What a loser.

Then what about Adidas?

They'd be great targets.

What grade are you in?

Sixth.

Oh, yeah?

Then let's go outside for a chat.

I'm the Junior Taekwondo representative of South Chungcheong!

It looks like

we overlooked something.

- What? - What?

Those kids don't know us,

but we also don't know them.

- Right. - Right.

We just wasted our tickets.

How do we get the money now?

The White Tiger's birthday is gonna be our death day.

We might as well kick the bucket together.

Wait.

There's one way Gongju ain't like Buyeo.

- How? - In Gongju,

they pay for perilla leaves.

Who'd pay for shit even cows don't eat?

Here you go.

They do pay for it.

But what about it?

My family's got a big perilla seed farm.

Why the hell are we workin' here?

Y'all know we won't get paid!

Shut up and pick the perilla leaves!

This is all money right here.

Money, my ass!

Y'all country boys wouldn't know this.

But in Gongju,

people pay to eat this stuff!

We saw it!

Don't lie!

Who would eat this shit?

He's right. This grows everywhere.

Don't hurt the leaves, you bastard!

Come on y'all, stop fighting.

It's true.

We saw it with our own eyes!

Just pick the damn leaves!

We're sittin' on a gold mine!

What's this?

- Perilla leaves. - How much?

We sell per sack.

- It's 7,000 won. - That's expensive.

Make it 3,000 won.

Wait, come on now.

Not up for it?

We'll just use it as cow feed.

What?

Fine, 5,000 won.

These are gonna make a nice bed for our goats.

- Fine, 6,000 won. - I guess we'll just eat it.

That's barely worth our labor.

I'm gonna hang myself at the Gongju town hall

if I ever grow these again.

All right, 7,000 won it is.

Let's say 20,000 for three sacks.

Take 1,000 won off, okay?

If you insist.

This is so heavy.

- Jeez. - You drive a hard bargain, don't you?

Here.

That's 20,000 won.

Thank you!

- Have a good day. - All right.

We made 20,000 won!

Your farm saved our asses.

- True. - Y'all owe me.

We probably won't get whooped since we got the 100,000 won.

- Hey, I gotta go. - All right, bye.

- See y'all tomorrow. - Get home safe.

Hang on a sec.

We just barely managed.

You made this happen, Byeong-tae.

- You're the real deal. - Forget it.

- What's all this? - Holy shit!

Ji-yeong.

Wait.

Is that all for that White Tiger?

No, it ain't.

If it ain't, then give me some.

- Let's go. - Give me...

Wait for me, assholes!

- Hey, what's this? - No, not this money.

- Let go. - Please.

Let go, you bitches.

- Please. - Just lend me 5,000 won.

- Damn it. - It's just 5,000 won.

Where do I gotta go to get away from this shit?

- Please don't take it. - Please.

Hey, you bitches!

Why'd you run away?

Wait, do you also have to pay the Black Widow?

No, I was just embarrassed.

You should be used to gettin' embarrassed by now.

What?

SAMIL ELECTRONICS STORE

That sly bitch.

Don't even think about it.

If White Tiger finds out,

you're gonna be six feet under.

You know how I feel.

In my head, I know it ain't right.

But my heart

just can't help it.

I sure know how that feels.

All right.

Go see her, but keep it cool.

I'll leave you to it.

90,000 WON

- Hey. - Fuck, you startled me!

What's with you?

Did I startle you?

I was just wondering what you were looking at.

Isn't this a Japanese cassette player?

I think it's called a Walkman or something.

- But ain't this... - Get lost.

I'm sorry.

Byeong-tae.

This costs 90,000 won,

but I only have 70,000.

If you lend me 20,000 won,

I'll make sure to pay you back.

Just 20,000.

Come on.

Come on.

Just 20,000 won.

I'm sorry but I can't.

Are you fucking serious?

Just get lost.

90,000 WON

Damn you.

You're just a big moron.

Absolute moron.

You damn moron!

Where am I gonna get 20,000 won?

Damn it.

Just say you were wrong, Ji-yeong!

How many times have I told you to act like a lady?

All you had to do was be a lady and get married!

Then I would've passed on

our family wealth so you wouldn't have to worry about getting by!

It don't sound right to pass on the wealth your grandfather acquired

by capturing independence activists.

- My goodness. - How dare you?

Just shut your mouth.

Calm down, Sang-gyo.

It wasn't just one girl.

You beat up three girls!

Are you a thug?

Get the hell out of my house.

Get out!

I'm sick and tired of this!

Ji-yeong.

- Come right back here, you little brat! - That's enough!

Come on, Sang-gyo.

- Ji-yeong. - You ain't making sense.

You tellin' her to get out or come back?

You have no idea how I feel.

You know how it feels to have a kid who beats everyone up?

Then do you know how I feel?

You know how it feels to have a kid

who gets his ass whooped every day?

Well then, why don't we just switch kids?

I'll forgive you, Ji-yeong.

So come back.

- My daughter! - What are you on about?

I told my dad about you.

He promised not to tell your parents.

You could probably sleep there.

Just a minute.

It's best not to see each other after a big fight.

Once you and your dad cool down,

it'll be as if nothing ever happened.

Good night then.

I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow.

Hey, wait.

I ain't scared of people...

but I'm scared of ghosts.

You probably already had dinner...

but I didn't even have lunch.

Stop pretending to sleep!

If you go to the kitchen and look in the corner by the ceiling,

you'll find a box of Chapagetti.

You down?

That hits the spot.

Nothing's better than Chapagetti this late at night.

Cha, cha, cha!

- Chapa... Hey, listen. - Chapagetti!

Do you have 20,000 won?

Are you crazy?

You kidding me?

Y'all are short 20,000 won.

- What? There's no way. - That don't make sense.

- I swear-- - Shut up.

Our best wasn't enough.

Are y'all fuckers out of your minds?

You got a death wish?

Hey, that's enough.

It's White Tiger's birthday today

and tomorrow's the election.

So let's just lighten the mood, all right?

What?

He's trying to set the mood.

He is? Why?

Why else?

It's his birthday.

He and Seon-hwa...

are gonna get it goin' tonight.

Damn, that bastard.

Lucky dog.

- He's a real man, isn't he? - He is.

Count yourself lucky.

Good work.

- Let's go. - Okay.

- Come on. - All right.

Shouldn't we get him something like them?

We're paying for the fucking food already.

Why were we short?

What happened?

- Happy birthday to you! - Happy birthday to you!

- Happy birthday to you! - Happy birthday to you!

- Happy birthday, dear White Tiger! - Happy birthday, dear White Tiger!

- Happy birthday to you! - Happy birthday to you!

All right, drinks up.

Here's to White Tiger!

- Cheers! - Cheers!

Why the hell are you here?

Hey.

Leave him be.

Happy birthday, friend.

Why are you here?

We didn't invite you.

I don't gotta get invited to a friend's party.

I'm here because I want to be.

Have a bite and leave.

All right, thanks.

What do you want?

Come on, sit down.

Have a seat.

The White Tiger made sure

to keep this beer cold just for you.

You look real pretty tonight.

So she usually ain't pretty?

Why are you saying she's real pretty tonight?

I'm saying you're usually pretty

but even more pretty tonight.

To celebrate...

my friend's birthday tonight,

I'm gonna dance.

Please play "Missing You" by Park Nam-jung.

Let me tell you, that bastard can dance.

What are you doing?

Seon-hwa's glass is empty.

No one can beat how pretty you are tonight,

not even Choi Soo-ji from The Tree Where Love Blossoms.

I mean it.

You and the White Tiger are perfect for each other!

- That's right. - Yeah.

I think so too.

You ever seen Choi Soo-ji in person?

You haven't.

So how do you know who's prettier?

You gotta stop lying so much.

Hey, you out of your mind?

Don't underestimate Choi Soo-ji.

Why the hell do you keep drinking Seon-hwa's beer?

Read the room, will you?

I'm real thirsty tonight.

Give him your present, Seon-hwa.

Come on, give it to him already.

You got it right there.

Happy birthday.

This is for you.

You didn't have to.

Ain't this expensive?

Oh, this?

My dad is on a work trip in Japan and he said he could get me one.

So I bought it for you with what's left of my allowance.

It's not a big deal.

Thanks.

You borrowed my money...

to buy Gyeong-tae's present?

What's it to you?

I'll pay you back.

No, forget it.

Don't pay me back.

I gave it to you.

But the fact that...

you used that money...

to buy Gyeong-tae's present...

breaks my heart, you know?

You are...

such a bad person.

What the hell?

There ain't nothing worse than taking advantage...

of someone who likes you.

Whatever.

My heart...

hurts so damn much...

that I can't like you no more.

Goodbye.

You're back.

You want some?

I made some Sarigomtang.

This looks good.

This thing is the real deal.

It's so good.

You don't want some?

By the way, I didn't wash up before going to school today

and I think I smelled the entire day.

Being away from home really is rough.

With that being said,

I was wondering...

if you could go get something for me.

You know the window at the back of the house?

Could you bring me my perfume and soap?

They're between my Korean and English textbooks on my desk.

Hey, wait.

Stop right there.

Did you get whooped again?

No.

Why the long face then?

I'm fine.

What?

MIMI BAKERY

Where on earth is he?

That lucky dog.

- There he is! - White Tiger!

Did y'all have a good time?

I'm so damn jealous of you!

How'd it go?

Come on, tell us!

Damn.

How was it?

I'll tell y'all later.

Damn it.

Can't you tell us now?

- Later. - All right, you have to.

Holy shit.

Today is Buyeo Agricultural High School's

58th student president election.

Our candidates are number one,

Jang Byeong-tae, an eleventh grader in class three,

and number two,

Jung Gyeong-tae, also an eleventh grader in class three.

Why are their names so similar?

Anyway,

let's listen to Jang Byeong-tae's electoral pledge.

- Step up, Jang Byeong-tae. - Please skip me.

Come on.

- Go on. - Okay.

I don't care because I'm gonna lose anyway.

Just vote who y'all want.

58TH STUDENT PRESIDENT ELECTION

What was that?

Well,

I'll do as I see fit if I become president.

So vote wisely.

Student President Jung Gyeong-tae!

- Candidate two, Jung Gyeong-tae! - Candidate two, Jung Gyeong-tae!

- Jung Gyeong-tae! - Jung Gyeong-tae!

- Jang Byeong-tae! - Jung Gyeong-tae!

VOTING BOOTH

58TH STUDENT PRESIDENT ELECTION

JUNG GYEONG-TAE

JUNG GYEONG-TAE

Here are the results of the election.

A total of 300 students voted

and 300 valid votes were cast.

Jung Gyeong-tae got 140 votes

and Jang Byeong-tae got 160 votes.

The 58th student president of Buyeo Agricultural High School

is Jang Byeong-tae!

Congratulations, Jang Byeong-tae!

- Jung Gyeong-tae! - Jung Gyeong-tae!

Sir, is it Jang Byeong-tae or Jung Gyeong-tae?

- What do you mean? - The winner.

Candidate one, Jang Byeong-tae, won with 160 votes.

I guess the names confused y'all.

Candidate one, Jang Byeong-tae, won the election.

JANG BYEONG-TAE

We gotta vote for our friend.

- How about y'all? - Candidate one.

It won't mean nothing, but I'll still vote for Byeong-tae.

- Jang Byeong-tae! - Jang Byeong-tae!

- Jang Byeong-tae! - Jang Byeong-tae!

- Jang Byeong-tae! - Jang Byeong-tae!

- Jang Byeong-tae! - Jang Byeong-tae!

- Jang Byeong-tae! - Jang Byeong-tae!

Son of a bitch.

You fucker.

How dare you humiliate me?

I'm sorry.

You're the worst one here.

You had a good time?

What?

You and Seon-hwa...

Did you like it, you asshole?

Yeah, it was to die for.

But tonight, it's you who's gonna fucking die.

Are you okay?

Goodness, my poor boy.

How's your head?

My poor baby.

Who the hell hurt my precious son?

Goodness.

How are you, Byeong-tae?

Jeez, he got beat up all over.

You didn't have to come.

I can't let something like this slide, especially not as a dean,

and considering it happened at school.

Get over here Gyeong-tae, you punk!

Come here.

Hurry.

You little...

Are you ever gonna beat him up again?

- No. - Good.

Friends shouldn't fight.

You'll end up a thug later on if you keep whooping other kids.

All right.

Apologize to Byeong-tae right now.

I'm sorry, Byeong-tae.

Shake hands.

- Come on. - Don't fight again.

Y'all be good friends.

Come on.

That's right.

Are y'all fucking joking?

Look at what he did to his face.

All he's gonna do is apologize?

You think shaking hands

is gonna make this all right?

Well, sir...

Gyeong-tae's mother is gonna pay all the medical bills.

And this is to compensate for Byeong-tae's mental trauma.

Take it.

Fuck this.

You think money can solve everything?

You really think some cash is gonna fix my boy's emotional pain?

Come here, you bastard.

I'll do the same to you.

- That damn punk. - Sir, please calm down.

- Come here. - Stop it.

Sir, please!

Please forgive me.

It's my fault for not raising him right.

Punish me instead.

I'm sorry.

Please forgive me.

I'm deeply sorry.

Why don't we all

just drink some rat poison and kill ourselves?

This is how sad

being poor is.

We're the victims...

yet there ain't nothing we can do about it.

Just get some sleep so you get better.

Let's leave tomorrow's worries for tomorrow.

My lord.

Life is so damn hard.

Damn.

You idiot.

Why do you live like this?

I did everything I could.

I did my best.

What more do you want?

You really think

if you do what everyone else does,

things will change for you?

You damn idiot.

You gotta do what others can't.