All language subtitles for Three....Extremes.2004.1080p.WEBRip.x264.AAC5.1-[OnlyKDrama.com]

Mrs. Li? You're so beautiful.

They say your dumplings
are the most expensive.

Of course! Please come in.

You've come at the right time!

The water is just boiling,
waiting for you.

Actually, I know who you are.

I watched you on TV very often
when I first came to Hong Kong.

You were the best!

I quit acting a long time ago.

Please, have a seat.

Mrs. Li, guess how old I am.

I suppose...

you're in your thirties at most.

I'm much older than that.
Everyone calls me Aunt Mei.

But you don't have any wrinkles.

And I have fair skin, too.

I'm my own best advertisement.

Your skin is great.
I'm impressed.

My dumplings are worth it.
You get what you pay for.

Mrs. Li...

Want me to put in more cabbage?

It's up to you.

The Northerners always say,

"Good feeling comes from a nap.

Good taste comes
from a dumpling."

Dumplings have existed in China
for more than 1,400 years.

But the Southerners still say

they're just dough stuffed
with meat, nothing special!

I use high gluten flour
for texture and chewiness.

I knead it fine until
it's like a peeled egg.

Smooth, translucent, and soft.

That's the secret to keeping
the filling from leaking out.

So that the juicy
flavor explodes

in the mouth, eat
while it's warm.

I eat these often.

Sometimes in soup,
sometimes minced

and steamed with citrus peels.

Just think of the results,
not what it was.

For women to rejuvenate,
you must start

from the inside for
the best result.

Only my secret
formula can do this.

Let me sing for you.

Well, it's kind of
a custom of mine.

I often sing songs from my youth
when my customers eat.

Take it as an entertainment.
Listen.

The water of Hung Lake is rough

My home is on the shore

At dawn, boats go out with nets

At dusk, they return
loaded with fish

Wild ducks and lotus
roots are here

Autumns are bountiful with rice

They say heaven is beautiful

How can it compare
with Hung Lake

You were already on
a trip last week.

You promised to stay
for our 15th anniversary.

I'm just going for a few days.
I'll try to come back early.

It's boring here in the hotel.

We'll move into our new home as
soon as the renovation is over.

See if there's anything else
we need in the new house.

So many zeroes?

You used to laugh a lot.

Now even a big fat check
can't make you happy?

You're not taking me along.

Why should I be happy?

I'll be gone for only
four or five days.

And if not?

I'll write you another
check as a fine.

Fines are made for mistakes.

Whatever.

About that contract...

if you don't send it over soon,
I'm going to change my mind.

I went through so much
to get these.

They're stepping up
the surveillance.

Because some
paparazzi have come.

Hong Kong media is so nosy.

Just don't show up
in the next two weeks.

Even the locals can't get
hold of the stock now.

We'll see.

- Thanks.
- This is for you.

This way, miss.
This way, miss.

- Put it through.
- Over there?

- The lunch box.
- Okay.

Mrs. Li.

Ever consider having children?

We just can't. I don't know
if it's his problem or mine.

Don't worry!
You'll soon regain your youth,

as well as the
heart of your man.

Do you have more potent stuff
for faster results?

The best are those
in the fifth or sixth month.

You have to remove
it only by breaking

the water sac, then
sliding it out.

It's covered by a layer
of creamy fat.

The colors are defined.
You can even see the cranium.

Its tiny limbs will
still be moving around.

It's only this big
in the first trimester.

But the meat would be tough
by the third trimester.

The five-month ones
are perfect, kitten-like.

So cute and so nutritious.

Let me show you.

I'm serving it
pan-fried this time.

We can always try some
other styles next time.

What's this crunchiness about?

It's okay. They
have hands and feet

already, you know,
and ears, too!

Those were bones?

Nah... their bones
are barely hard.

I'll just chop finer next time.

Simmer in broth next time.
It'll taste less greasy.

Broth is good.
It keeps all the juices.

Are you done?

- This can't go on.
- Pardon?

My skin is still flabby.

No! It's much better!

I need your most potent stuff.

Trust me. I'll find it.

It's time for me to sing.

- Suit yourself, but I must go.
- Bye, Mrs. Li.

This way!

Don't worry. I'll
find it for you.

Call me when you do.

Trust me.

Aunt Mei?

- You are?
- I'm a friend of Mrs. Kam.

Oh, come on in! Hello, dear.

From now on, you don't
have to work anymore.

And live off you?

I can afford that, given you're
so slim and eat so little.

- Not true. I love eating.
- And you like to laugh, too.

Relax.

You're almost there.
It's been 18 hours already.

Relax.
You must try to relax, dear.

Will she be all right?

Of course.

Try to relax.

Your cervix has not
fully dilated yet.

Poor girl, you're not
even fully grown.

We women must defend ourselves.

Don't let others
bully you again.

The water broke!

- It's okay.
- Don't be nervous.

I swear it will be
over in seconds.

Breathe deeply!

Work with me, okay? Relax.

Hold on.

Relax.

Cry if you want to.

It's fully dilated!

Stay calm! And on my count...

One, two, three!

Where are my tongs?

Relax!

Try to relax.

Beautiful.

Don't be sad, my dear.

There's no more
life in this baby.

Want some snacks? I'll do
steamed dumplings this time.

Need some wine, too.

It was a boy.

A boy?

See that little thing?

So beautiful and rare.

Boys don't get aborted in China.

I didn't use any oxytocin,
just a catheter.

Drugs make it inedible. It'll
damage your nervous system.

It's a firstborn,
the most nutritious.

Nothing in this world
can beat this nutrition.

The mother's a schoolgirl,
young and healthy.

Then get working!

What's the style today?

This will make you feel
like new, I promise.

Hello?

My husband broke his leg.

Now you need me.

Normally you wouldn't
even care where I go.

You smell nice...

look nice.

You haven't held me in ages.

Thirsty? I'll get water.

It's so hot in the street.

And we must go to Mongkok next.

Darn! I forgot about that.

Two more trunks to move.

- Woe is me.
- Big trunks, too.

What the hell?

- What's this?
- What is it?

- It's blood.
- My goodness!

Here's a tissue.

Whose blood is this?

Kate? Are you all right?

Kate, what's going on?

Answer me, Kate!
Answer me!

Kate? You all right?
What's going on?

Something is going on here.

- She must have taken something.
- Definitely.

Mrs. Li.

You look fabulous!
Absolutely radiant!

- Talking behind my back?
- No!

Just praising you.

I'll catch up later.

You're so late.

Perhaps she found herself a
guru, or better, voodoo.

That's scary!

Mrs. Li, stop busying yourself.
Join us.

- Bon appétit.
- Thanks.

The food smells kind of fishy.

Yes.

- Is it the beef?
- The beef?

It's the fish, I think.

Really?

I don't think so.

There's a strange smell here.

Something wrong with the food?

God, the smell is horrible.

I forgot to check something.
Excuse me.

She's off again!
Why is she so tense?

Aunt Mei?

What was this "best stuff"?

What did you feed me?

The fetus was sick, wasn't it?
Or poisonous?

This baby was hard to find.

Available only because his
father is also his grandfather.

One in a million, you know.

A child of incest?

A cursed child turns
me into this?

A cursed child has
extra potency,

I tell you.

Hey! Mrs. Li, hurry!

Turn on the TV. Channel 2
is rerunning your series!

Heard you have a
crush on someone

from the neighborhood
boys' school.

No...

- You sure?
- No...

The one you said
looks like Alan Tam.

I never said so!

Mrs. Li, are you crying?

Don't be sad. Be strong.

Good night, Mrs. Li.

Headaches? And rashes?

It's just nerves!
You should be happy instead!

You're two months pregnant!
We've confirmed it.

- You sure?
- Definitely.

Peter, you told me
I couldn't conceive!

Not anymore! Now you can!

- You sure there's no mistake?
- Not a chance.

This is the best news
for both Mr. Li and you!

I'll prescribe you something
to ease your tension.

You'll be fine in
a couple of days.

- Nurse.
- Yes, Dr. Wong.

Mrs. Li's chauffeur will come
pick up her medication.

How many days' prescription?

- Give her a week's worth.
- Okay.

Don't move!

Dispatch, we've arrived at 2103.

Victim is male, badly cut.
We need an ambulance.

We have his wife under control.

Tell them to hurry.

The victim is still alive!

So much stuff left.

What are these
so well-hidden?

Hello?

Just a minute.

There, all right.

No, I'm not busy.

I was just having dinner.

Have you eaten?

I can't finish it.
Yeah, I've left it frozen.

My stomach doesn't feel so good.

Anyway...

it's been three months
since I moved here.

Aren't you going to come over?

How about tomorrow?

We can have breakfast together

if you don't mind
cold leftovers.

You really want to hear me play?

My stomach is really
bothering me!

I feel nauseous!

Perhaps the food is past
its expiration date.

Darling, it's killing me!

And...

cut.

20...

What's scene 29 again?

- Good-bye, sir.
- Good-bye.

Scene 29 is where Young-Chae
draws blood with a water pump.

Right.

If we push it
back to the 13th,

shoot the inserts
for scene 8 and

9 during the morning of the 8th,

and I'll finish editing
before the night shoot.

Then the crew can catch
some sleep in between.

But you won't get
any sleep at all.

Better just one than all 60
of the crew losing sleep.

Quite true.

- Take care, sir.
- Yeah, you, too.

Kyung-ah, get the guys
to do the heavy work.

I heard you're going to Seoul.

Could you drop me
off at Hanam City?

Sure.

- Good-bye, sir.
- Good-bye.

Sir... the daggers
we talked about.

Good work.

Good work, everyone!

I ran over from Studio 3 as
soon as I heard you were here.

Did you read the
scripts I sent you?

What do you think?
Which one should I do?

"Pink Panty."
Go for "Pink Panty."

They say director Jang
is the John Waters of Korea.

Still... don't you think
his film is a little sinister?

- Kim Chang's film seems better.
- Director Kim Chang...

His film only makes
the director look good.

The actors don't get
notices at all.

Just don't waste
your time on him.

What about this...

Trying something
other than Mr. Nice Guy?

Like a psycho-rapist-killer
thing... huh?

Huh?

Don't worry. I ate already.
Just go back to your work.

We can have breakfast
together tomorrow.

I'll take care of it if you
don't mind cold leftovers.

You should have come
to see the set!

It looks just like our house.

Hey, I got the music
for the film!

Listen to this...

THE REHEARSAL WILL END LATE!
DON'T FORGET YOUR VEGGIE DIET!

You've got...

such pretty hands, ma'am.

There's jewelry in the bedroom.

Take it all.
Just don't hurt anyone.

Please, let us go!

Darn.

You're not supposed to start
off with this kind of talk!

You shouldn't have
started begging

until... like 20 minutes later.

Wait... till things
fall apart first!

You are, after all,
the head of the house.

If you're only capable of
begging from the onset,

who else could your
wife count on?

Remember what happened when you

shot The Uninvited
Guest in 1998?

When those gangsters
busted in on the shoot.

"Stop it!"

You shouted at them boldly!
What happened to your guts now?

Who are you?

Who, me?

Maybe you'll recognize
me like this.

Nope?

Red Hunt! Huh?

Water!

Water!

Water...

What the hell!

Ready, huh?

Action, huh?

And... cut!

She's a pianist...

I know that, of course!
I've done my research.

It's got to be the
pianist's fingers

for the cut to mean something.

Only an idiot would
want her toes instead!

Honey!

Honey, I'll...

take care of this somehow.

Honey, are you all right?
It hurts a lot, doesn't it?

I still don't know
what's going on...

but I'm sure
we can get out of this somehow.

Just trust me, okay?

Does it hurt a lot, honey?

Try and bear it a little longer.

Do that for me, okay?

It will be all over soon.

I'll...

I'll make sure you
can play again.

I love you, honey.

Let's be strong.

One way or another, I'll...

- I remember you now!
- Yeah?

An extra.

I was in all five
of your films, sir.

You were such a kind man,

unlike any other directors
I've ever worked with.

So kind, no matter
what mistakes I made.

Remember the mob scene
in The Desert?

You were shooting the crowd
running in the distance.

Some moron knocked over
a hornet's nest as we ran.

I got stung. I freaked out
and I ruined the take.

Naturally...

the damn assistant director
gave me hell.

But then you said...

How about using the
time to set up

another take instead of yelling?

It's not like he
wanted to get stung.

Is your neck okay?

You were so sweet.

But what's the use of that?

You don't even recognize me.

Why are you doing this to me?

What do you mean, why?

Because this world
is so fucked up!

That's why!

Look at this. Look!

I didn't even know there were
houses like this in Korea.

Lots of people are better off
than us. This house is merely--

All the rich people
I've ever met...

they're all scumbags,
no respect for people.

I don't even consider them
human beings.

But you, you are a good man.

That's so fucking unfair!

You're rich, handsome,
educated in America,

a genius director,
and you have a pretty wife.

If you're also a good man
on top of that,

what are guys like me
supposed to get?

You know, on TV shows,

only the poor folks
are good people.

Never the rich!

You've already got everything.
Why

do you have to corner us, too?

Why are you a good man, too?

You live well in this world
and you'll live well in heaven.

Our lives suck and
we're going to hell.

This is totally outrageous.

That's not true.

"It's harder for a rich man
to get into heaven

than a camel to go through
the eye of a needle."

- It's in the Bible!
- Bullshit.

It's easier for a rich man
to get into heaven

than putting a needle
into a camel's nostril!

Face it, you've got
no cause to sin.

Of course I have.

Then prove it!

What persistence.

I'm sorry for being
a good person.

Look at that! Look!

What a good man!

I can let your wife go.

On one condition.

You have to kill
someone right here!

Can you do that?

I'll do as you wish.

Let her go and I'll
die in her place.

You don't need to die.

You just need to strangle
the little kid over there.

If you don't, every
five minutes,

I'll cut off another one
of your wife's fingers.

Let's see how good you can stay.

Ready.

- Go!
- Who is this kid?

I don't know her either!
Met her on my way here!

She looked bored,
so I brought her along.

Guess what?

I've been dirt-poor
ever since I was a kid.

My bastard father
was always dead drunk.

He beat the hell out of us
day in and day out.

Needless to say,
my grades were bad.

And this ugly face of mine could
get me nowhere near stardom.

So you see, now I'm the one
who always gets drunk.

I go home and kick my boy's ass.

And I beat my wife, too.

When I sober up in
the morning and see

that swollen, beat-up
face of hers,

guess what I think of?

Your face!

Your nice, handsome face
overlapping hers.

It makes perfect sense.

A poor kid to grow up
to be a bastard

and a rich kid to grow up
to be a good man!

That's fate! Damn it!

Hell, no!

No.

Time flies.

What should I do, honey?

Whatever you say.

Should I kill her?

Don't kill her?

What a decisive man!
My goodness!

What a decisive man!

Listen to me.
Life has many stages.

I went through many difficulties
before getting this far.

It wasn't as easy as you think.
I didn't get it for free.

Someone once said,

"No time to blink,
keep striving for..."

Fuck that!

I'm not stupid!

It's a line from your own film!

Jin says that to Rose
in Last Wish.

Want me to follow suit?

Remember the cabaret scene
in Dancing Factory?

You wrote the song
lyrics as well.

I did some dancing there, too.

I'm not going to listen
to your words anymore

All are a pack of lies!
All out of hypocrisy!

We'll make our own words

We'll make our own truth

I'm not going to listen
to your words anymore

I'm sorry, little one.

I really can't hold out.

I'm sorry!

I'm a good man.

You don't even know me!

How can you prove
that I'm a good man?

The truth is...

whenever an actor
asks for my advice,

I always persuade them not to
work with director Kim Chang.

Because...

he's my sole rival.

I can't stand that jerk having
any good actors in his films.

You call that shit a confession?

Do I look like an idiot to you?

I never said that
you were a saint.

Who the hell hasn't done a thing
as trivial as that?

Give me a break.

Let me show you
what a confession really is.

For example...

before I left home this morning,
I killed my wife.

I must have strangled her
for more than 30 minutes.

Her tongue hung out all the way
and she shitted everywhere.

I was going to finish my son,
too, but it was not that easy.

I just couldn't do that.

Now, that's what I
call a confession!

Your turn.

Give me something
nice and juicy.

Wait! I'll talk! I'll talk!

There's a wardrobe girl
called Kyung-ah.

I offered to give her a ride
home one day.

I lied that her
home was on my way.

And then I drove her to a motel.

We've been doing this for three

years already since
The Bluebird.

Love isn't a sin.

We dropped by a
motel tonight, too.

Lakeside Motel, room 304.

We did it twice in three hours.
No... three times in two hours.

I'm really sorry, honey.

I shouldn't have
told you this when

you're already
suffering so much.

It hurts a lot, doesn't it?

But then...

you shouldn't mind this.

You've never had
any real pains in

your life and no worries either.

Know why I like Kyung-ah?

Unlike you, she's smart and we
can talk about many things.

As for you, I'd rather you
not talk to me at all.

All you care to talk about are
clothes and plastic surgery.

When I make love to you,

I'm not sure whether I'm holding
a woman or a bag of silicone.

Guess how old my wife is.

33.

Just one year younger than me,
but already a Botox junkie.

Now her expression doesn't
change even if she smiles.

What she has is not a face,
but a mask.

And that mask yelps
at me every day,

I love you, honey!"

Mi-ran, be honest for
just this once in your life.

Do you know what love is?

Don't pity yourself
for losing your fingers.

They don't deserve any tears.

Because you can play shit.

Plus, you don't cook
and you never clean.

Your hands have no use anyway
other than for wearing jewelry.

Listen.

Know what an artist
without talent is?

Nada.

Not existing.

A nothing.

Like a ring without a hole
or a square ball. Get it?

If you can't play,
it'll be nice and quiet here.

Also, it'll be so much lighter
for you to wave "bye-bye."

No, no, no, not yet.

There's something else
I've been trying to say.

I've been holding it back
for a whole 10 years now.

Curious?

Screw you, bitch!

Truth is, she had
an affair, too.

Know the tenor
she plays accompaniment for?

He's her lover.
Do you know?

I saw it all when I was
following her around.

Am I wrong?

Speak up for yourself.

Oh, I forgot you're gagged.

But you can nod, can't you?

Do what you should do!

Ah...

you already knew!

Didn't you?
Didn't you?

How about this?

I'm kind of depressed.

So if you really want
to buy some time,

you can try to make me laugh.

Every time you
succeed, I'll extend

the deadline for
another 5 minutes.

You've made good comedies.

Now you can try your hand
on acting in one.

Okay.

- Ready and...
- You son of a bitch!

You... you've never seen me
losing my temper, right?

I'm going to show it to you now.

You son of a bitch.

Your dad was a moron
and he made you a loser.

Is that my fault?

Did I rob your bank?

Did I steal your wife?

What do I have to do
with your unhappy existence?

Shame on you, moron.

Why don't you just
kill yourself?

Your life is a waste
of time anyway.

Want me to make you laugh?

Do you know who
you're talking to?

I'm Ryu Ji-ho.
The Ryu Ji-ho!

You're merely a lowlife extra.
Want me to make you what?

Get the hell out of here.

Just untie me and go home!

Go fix your son
some instant noodles, okay?

You've freaked me out
and corrupted me.

Your mission has been completed.

I'll never mention
what happened today.

If you want her fingers that
much, cut them all off!

Or better, just cut
off her hands!

Why bother cutting off
her fingers one by one?

Just finish it quickly
and get the hell out of here.

I want nothing more.

No, wait!

My closing statement.

You've never gone
for cheap laughs

like this in your comedies.

You're so disappointing.

Wait, wait!

I was too wound up.

I made mistakes.

I swear I didn't mean to do so.
Wait! Wait!

What are you doing now?

What are you doing?

Wait, wait, wait.

Give me one more chance.
Just give me one more try.

Please! I beg you!

My pose was bad and I couldn't

help making that
kind of mistake.

Don't be so inflexible!

Just one more chance.

Damn it.

I shouldn't have given you
any false hope.

Nowadays, if you get to the
hospital within 10 hours,

they can reattach
the fingers neatly.

No! Wait! I'll do it!
I'll kill her!

Look, I'm doing it now!

You bastard!

I said I was going to do it!

Why didn't you wait?

You saw it, too, right?

You know I have no choice.

Honey, I'm going to do it, okay?

That was three, right?

Three, so seven...

You'll keep your seven, honey!

I'm doing this
not because I hate you, okay?

You think I'm doing this
because I hate your wife?

"Hate" is nobody's fault.

For example, who do you think
she hates more right now?

Me or you?

Let's hear it.

Kill her! Kill her!

What are you waiting
for, you idiot?

Kill her!

I'm telling you! Kill her!

You see?

Easy, miss.

You'll probably have
one finger left on each hand.

He's got to give in by then.

You can still become
a percussionist.

No law against
playing drums with chopsticks.

Common folks like me
prefer drumbeats to music.

You're right, better to just
cut off her whole hand.

Damn, time flies.

47 seconds...

46 seconds...

- No!
- 45 seconds...

44 seconds. 43 seconds.

42 seconds. 41 seconds.

40 seconds. 39 seconds.

38 seconds. 37 seconds.

36 seconds. 35 seconds.

34 seconds. 33 seconds.

32 seconds. 31 seconds.

30 seconds. 29 seconds.

25 seconds...

22 seconds...

20 seconds.

19 seconds. 18 seconds.

17 seconds. 16 seconds.

15 seconds. 14 seconds.

13 seconds. 12 seconds.

11 seconds. 10 seconds.

9 seconds.

8 seconds.

- No!
- 7 seconds.

6 seconds!

5 seconds!

4 seconds!

3 seconds!

Mr. Director.

How about this?

For example...

You scumbags.

I'll take revenge.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
It can't be helped.

I tried my best!

You saw it all!

Yes, you did!

I have to do this for
my wife, you know.

I really love her.

It's hard for a kid like you
to understand.

The world is filled with things
you can't get away from.

No matter how hard
you struggle...

there are things
you're being forced to do.

Dear...

All right, honey!

Just wait a bit!
I'll take care of it!

I'm sorry.

Really sorry.

- I'm sorry.
- Ple-- please!

Don't rush me!

Can't you see I'm trying?
It'll be over soon.

I'm sorry I shouted, honey.
You know I love you.

I don't believe you
have another man.

I don't care even if it's true.
I'm going to forget it all.

After all, I'm the
head of the house.

I must forget everything
that happened today.

I'll just think
of it as a dream.

I love you, honey!

I'm so sorry, kid.

I'm truly sorry.

Please forgive me.

I love you, Mi-ran.

Please forgive me,
this grown-up...

this old man.

Forgive me.
You have to forgive me.

Honey, I love you.

Forgive me.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Forgive me.

The dream...

...always

ends there.

You still don't
trust me, do you?

The box is too small.

I can't breathe.

I finished it.

Thank you very much.

I'll go to the office
and read it over.

Your handwriting is almost
as neat as typing.

I don't mean it should
be typed, either.

I don't have a choice.

I can't type.

You're left-handed, aren't you?

I've read so many manuscripts,

I can tell whether
it's left or right.

I'll be in touch, then.

One thing.

I mean...

Your novels are doing very well.

Here, a small token.

Sis?

Sister, dear?

It's you, isn't it?

It's me.

Kyoko.

Say something.

Sister!

It's hot.

I'm burning.

It wasn't what you think!

It really wasn't!

It wasn't!

Shoko.

You did well today.

A little reward.

Keep up the good work.

Kyoko, keep trying!

You'll be rewarded, too.

Sensei.

I was looking...

looking for someone.

Someone?

Who is it?

Can't I be him?

At least...

I'm here for you.

You do look like him.

Bear it for one night.

I want to be you,

to sleep like you...

to have nice dreams.

What's going on?

Shoko, don't worry.

Shoko!

Sister.

I'm sorry.

I didn't do it out of hatred.

It wasn't the necklace, either.

I loved you so much, sis.

I looked for you everywhere.

It's true.

I loved you more than anyone
in the world.

More than anyone.

Help me.

So beautiful.

10-year-old Shoko and...

25-year-old Kyoko...

which one of you
is more beautiful?

Oh, Kyoko.

Why did you do it?

Don't.

You thought I only
loved your sister?

Poor thing.

The heat was unbearable.

Don't.

She couldn't get out.

She's trapped...

Don't!

...in that tiny box!

No, no.

Look.

Look!

If you hadn't done it,
she'd be here now!

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I saved one for you, too.

What?

Can't have one
without the other!

Shoko and Kyoko.

Together, a perfect pair.

You're one and the same to me!

The dream...

...always

ends just there.

Good morning.

Good morning.

In reality...

we've

been together since birth.

I had a weird dream.

Me, too.

But then...

our dreams...

differ slightly.