Original subtitles

It's just a misconception, really.

"Blind people can't truly grasp the idea of beauty."

No.

Blind folks like me,

we really think a lot about what people

see as beauty.

I've spent years searching for that beauty,

traveling across the country visiting tombstones and monuments,

touching and discovering the beauty our ancestors left behind.

You've been through so much.

Of course, of course.

- But there's something I've been curious about. - Yes.

Your hands are remarkably delicate.

- My hands? - Yes.

I expected people who engrave,

to have calloused hands, but yours are so smooth,

do you do anything to take care of them?

I take meticulous care of my hands.

These hands...

They're like my eyes,

you know?

I see and feel through them.

What about that scar?

Oh, this?

I hurt myself when I was young...

For us, learning a job can be hard.

Ordinary people like us can't even imagine

how hard that must have been...

Let's shift gears a bit.

You're a stamp engraving artisan,

but also a single dad,

and your son now runs CHEONGPUNG ENGRAVING.

- Hm? - Yes.

I think our viewers would be curious about that part of your life.

Why would they be curious about that?

Raising a child alone is hard enough,

let alone as someone

who's visually impaired.

Everyone tries to raise their kids well, even in hardship.

Kids pretty much grow up

on their own if you let them.

Children don't grow up on their own,

you raised him!

That's what we're curious about

about your struggles

and the thoughts you had...

It was hard.

Yes.

What's the use of dwelling on hardships?

Feel free to take your time.

The current time is 3:04 p.m.

Dong-hwan, let me take a short break.

Father,

they're busy people.

I'm sorry, one moment.

- My apologies. - We should continue a bit more...

Sorry, I didn't realize how quickly time flew.

- It was so fascinating. - Sorry about that.

Let's take a short break,

I'm sorry.

- Have a smoke, father. - Take five, everyone!

Here's the door.

Commendation

Dong-hwan, your father is truly remarkable.

He's more than I could ever hope to deserve.

Just look at this!

"Im Yeong-gyu is proof that miracles are real."

What a headline.

What's this?

Oh, that?

It's an old photo from when he first opened his engraving stand.

It's the only old photo we have.

You look just like him.

Well,

I thought so too,

so, a long time ago, I told him how much I look like him.

After saying this...

What did he say? Was he happy to hear it?

He just stood quietly, thinking.

I guess...

maybe he was reflecting on the idea of resemblance,

since he's been blind from birth.

That's true.

He's never even seen his own face,

I never thought of it like that.

Where did you put the ashtray?

Here, give it to me.

Have you rested enough, sir?

Oh, yes, yes.

Shall we continue?

Sure.

Let's continue the shoot!

- Camera. - Coming.

Sorry about that.

Not at all.

Let's get a close up of his hand.

Good to go.

Let's take it slow.

THE UGLY

Father.

Here.

- Tea time already? - Yes.

It's hot.

I got it.

Is it tough doing these interviews?

They've been pestering me for days,

acting like this is some big deal.

The last news segment only took half a day to shoot.

Just bear with it a little longer, okay?

It's great publicity for the studio,

and it isn't easy to get on TV.

- Right? - I know

- if it's good for you, I guess it's fine. - Ay.

But that young producer is such a pain.

Why does she treat me like a kid?

Always bossing me around, "Do this" or "Do that!"

All producers are like that,

don't let it bother you.

You're right.

At my age, earning a living.

I'm just grateful to be acknowledged.

Do you know how jealous Gyu-chil is of me?

That guy's broke,

but he's constantly going on trips.

What? He hasn't come back

from Southeast Asia?

No.

I'm so disappointed.

He could've taken you with him, why'd he go alone?

What for? There's nothing for me to see.

You've been friends for decades,

traveling together would've been nice.

He's no friend of mine.

Don't say things you don't really mean.

Alright, I've got a call,

- one moment. - Okay.

Hello?

Is this Mr. I’m Dong-hwan?

Yes, who is this?

This is Nam-il Police Station.

The police station?

We're calling about Jung Young-hee.

Who is that?

You don't know Jung Young-hee?

She's your mother.

What?

You say this is my mother?

That's what we presume.

We found an ID card with the remains.

The body was found

while excavating a mountain for a construction site,

and we found personal belongings.

Judging by the condition of the remains,

it's been about 40 years.

The state of the body makes it

difficult to determine the cause of death.

All we know is that she died 40 years ago,

and was buried in the mountain.

It's hard to say if it was an accident or not,

but given how the body was buried,

there's a chance of foul play.

Even so, the statute of limitations has long expired.

National ID: Jung Young-hee

Funeral Home

Don't work too hard, no one's here anyway.

Is that you?

Yes.

Okay.

Anyone from the association here?

Not yet,

they sent a wreath though.

- Father. - Yeah?

Wasn't it that...

mother just ran away, leaving us behind?

That's what I thought too.

I came home from work,

and only you were in the room,

she wasn't there.

And... that was it.

No one came looking for her or anything like that?

Not at all.

Neither of us had any family to speak of...

She wouldn't have had any enemies, right?

Of course not.

Your mother was such a kind person.

You know...

Why would you say that?

It's nothing.

Hum?

It's just...

after 40 years, suddenly hearing that she passed away,

I was just curious, don't worry about it.

Excuse me.

We have guests,

father. The producer.

- Please come in. - Yes.

I should've prepared this.

For this to happen in the middle of filming,

I don't know what to say.

I'm really sorry about this.

It seems this will disrupt the broadcast,

is that okay?

We can't have disruptions.

We'll stick with you until the end.

Pardon?

As I mentioned before,

the schedule's finalized, and delaying it isn't an option.

Besides, these moments might feel more authentic

to the viewers.

Well, but...

I mean, it's just a bit...

Don't worry.

We'll handle everything.

Alright, but...

my father might feel differently.

I'm counting on you.

This must be the place.

Please have some.

I'll be right back.

Hello.

May I help you?

He must be the son.

We are your aunts, we're Young-hee's sisters.

After getting a call from the police,

we thought it was the right thing to come here.

She was my aunt, after all.

I see.

I also want to sincerely pay my respects.

Thank you all for coming.

Also,

we came here to clarify something.

My grandfather left a small inheritance

to my mother and your mother,

but we're not willing to share that.

Pardon?

From what my mother told me,

your mother left home when she was very young,

so, she had no interaction with us

I see, I see.

I'm a bit taken aback, but I don't need the money.

This is all so sudden...

Besides, discussing money at a time like this doesn't seem right.

- You're okay with that, right? - Okay.

Alright.

- Well. - Right.

I'm sorry about that.

I thought you'd agree to it.

In that case, would it be okay to record this conversation?

Please!

Later,

I'll write a formal statement,

and get it notarized.

I'll send it by courier.

Good?

Very well.

My apologies.

I don't need anything,

but I feel awful about holding her funeral

without a photo,

so, let me ask you for a favor.

If you have a photo of her,

could you please share it with me?

There aren't any.

No photos of her.

What?

They don't exist.

She didn't like taking photos.

Her face was

a bit ugly...

I guess you wouldn't know.

Young-hee

didn't like taking photos

because she was ugly.

The First Interview

Ugly?

What do you mean by that?

Did she have some kind of disability?

She had her shortcomings,

but it's not like she was a gimp or anything.

She was just ugly, that's all.

Why do you keep saying that?

Seriously, even just now,

you said she ran away when she was a kid.

Yeah.

She just ran away from home like that?

Yeah, she just left without any warning.

That makes sense to you?

A little kid? Running away for no reason?

You never suspected anything?

She could've been kidnapped, even.

What kind of lunatic would kidnap

a girl so ugly?

She just up and left!

Young-hee, she...

told weird stories to the neighbors.

What kind of stories?

She claimed...

she saw father with another woman, both undressed

at his real estate office.

So, mother got angry

and beat her really badly.

Afterward, she was sick for a few days,

then she just left.

She didn't just leave,

she took all of mother's jewelry and valuables.

To mother, she wasn't a daughter — she was a thief.

That's not right.

If a husband is cheating,

he's the one who should be blamed.

Beating up a child for speaking up?

Isn't that the mother's fault?

We were a perfectly happy family,

and that freak of a girl destroyed it with her rumors,

of course she should be beaten within an inch of her life!

Don't talk like that!

In any case,

that's all we know about Young-hee.

After that,

we lost contact with her.

With all the jewelry she took,

she got more than her share of inheritance.

She was family in name only.

We've done our part by coming here,

haven't we?

That's right, Aunt.

Should we get going, then?

Yes, let's go.

Yes, boss.

Sir, you've got to trust me on this one.

I think the story of his wife

is even more compelling

I've got a strong feeling

that we've hit on a much bigger story here.

I'm sure of it.

It's an undeniably gripping story.

Entertaining?

Absolutely!

Right.

Then I'll get to work.

Okay,

thank you, bye.

You can stand here.

Well...

this is my first time shrouding a skeleton,

but I've done my best to piece the bones together.

If you wish to say any final words, please do so now.

There isn't much,

Young-hee, rest in peace.

If you two have anything to say,

make it quick so we can leave.

I've got a weak stomach.

If there's nothing to say, let's just end it.

I'm feeling nauseous.

Seriously...

Do you know how long it took to put this together?

Oh come on.

It'll all be cremated anyway.

But I'm sorry

I can't take it anymore.

Christ...

Father, don't worry, it's nothing.

Are you okay?

One moment.

Father, I need to take a call.

Hello, Producer Kim.

Hello? So...

You know the commercial building where your parents first met?

Pardon?

The one in the photo, in front of the stamp stand.

Yes, what about it?

I asked around and found out

she worked at a factory in that building

called CHEONGPUNG GARMENTS.

CHEONGPUNG GARMENTS?

Yes, yes.

CHEONGPUNG ENGRAVING, CHEONGPUNG GARMENTS.

Isn't that interesting?

Yes, I guess...

I got in touch

with a few factory workers from back then.

They said they knew your mother.

So,

if you're free tomorrow, how about joining us for a chat with them?

Is that good?

Like this?

Let me see.

Stay in the van.

Good to see you.

Ms. Kim,

I appreciate the gesture, but...

Don't mention it!

No, that's not what I'm saying.

You don't have to go this far.

No, no.

I'm a journalist at heart,

digging into a story is so much fun.

Let's go in! The elders are waiting.

Okay? Come on.

The Second Interview

Good afternoon.

Hi.

Have a seat.

What can I get you two?

Anything will be fine.

Juice would be great.

Very well.

I'm Kim Su-jin,

the producer who contacted you.

Here.

And who's he?

This is, uh...

I'm the writer.

- A writer? - Is that so?

Yes, our writer.

So, you're a TV producer?

Is this for the news?

Yes, something like that.

We're investigating the story of Ms. Jung Young-hee.

Her remains were discovered near the garment factory

where you all used to work.

It seems she died about 40 years ago.

Oh dear...

When you called,

we assumed she died someplace far away.

Back then she just vanished, so we thought she'd run away.

Seems she met some terrible misfortune.

Oh dear...

She just stopped coming to the factory one day?

Yes, so we thought she had run away.

Was there

anyone at the factory

who was close to her by any chance?

Well,

the only person close to Dung Ogre

was the blind guy who ended up marrying her.

"Dung Ogre"?

That's

We called her "Dung Ogre,"

because of her face and all.

Come on now.

No one literally looks like dung,

but there was a reason behind the nickname.

What reason was that?

I can't...

Come on, you can tell me.

It's all in the past.

Back then,

everything was so hectic.

It was a real boom period.

We were so busy, every day was a whirlwind.

The country was literally on the rise.

CHEONGPUNG GARMENTS

Young-hee! What took you so long?!

Hurry up and bring the fabric!

Move your ass, will you!

Hey,

I told you to clear this away.

You've been messing with this all day!

Excuse me, boss...

I'm sorry, but...

could I use the bathroom...?

We're drowning in work, there's no time!

I-I'm sorry...

It's urgent...

Get back here in one minute.

Thank you.

Toilet

She took his words literally,

and had no time to poop.

She stupidly ended up going in her pants.

Clean it up now!

It was such a strange and pitiful sight.

Her face was bad enough,

but then to poop her pants...

Everyone called her "Dung Ogre" after that.

What exactly did she look like

for people to talk about her appearance so much?

Did she have a facial deformity or something like that?

It's hard to describe what she looked like...

Anyway, it wasn't nice. She was ugly.

Then do you know.

Would there be any photos of her left somewhere?

- Photos? - Photos...

Well...

Back then, we didn't really take photos that often.

You had to submit a photo when you were hired, though.

Could those still exist?

It was so long ago,

I doubt they're still around.

Was there...

anyone who might've held a grudge against her?

People disliked her because she was dirty

and looked like a monster,

but she was such a kind soul, she never made enemies.

That's right.

Despite everything, she married that blind gimp.

She probably lived a happy life.

No,

I think she was involved in something...

With our boss.

Yes, of course.

What exactly happened with the boss?

Don't talk about that.

He was a good man,

he wouldn't have done anything to Dung Ogre.

He's the reason we didn't starve back then, you know.

Tell me, please?

It's okay.

You'd have to ask Jin-sook about that...

Pardon? Who?

Hey,

I need to look into a few things.

I need some info ASAP.

I have to find a garment factory boss from the 1970s.

Okay, then send me the contact.

Yeah, text me.

Thank you, bye.

He's the fastest digger I know,

we'll get a lead soon.

Ms. Kim, let's not do this.

I'll handle it from here, it's my family matter.

No, not at all.

It's really no trouble for me.

I'll head out first.

Call you tomorrow.

Take care.

Take care.

Thank you.

- Take care! - Good bye.

Let's go.

Im Yeong-gyu

Living Miracle of Korea: Im Yeong-gyu

Exhibition on Visually Impaired Engraver Im Yeong-gyu

We'll meet Lee Jin-sook tomorrow at her home.

I also located the factory boss. See you tomorrow!

The Third Interview

Producer Kim Su-jin

So?

What is it you want to know?

We came to hear about the last days of Ms. Jung Young-hee.

Wait...

What does my mother have to do with

this Jung Young-hee person for you to come all this way?

- Well... - She was my sewing assistant.

She was a few years older than me.

I worked her to the bone.

If she really died back then...

then part of it is my fault.

I was really terrible to her.

She never complained once,

and just worked in silence.

Ms. Lee...

You haven't left yet?

Why... why are you crying?

Young-hee...

I don't know what to do.

Seeing Young-hee then

made me want to come clean about everything.

That bastard of a boss

he...

raped me.

What?

Who could I have told?

He always paid us on time,

even gave us bonuses.

Everyone called him an angel.

Hello.

- Hey, you two! - Hello.

Stand over here.

I'll take your picture, come on.

Stand straight.

Here we go.

One, two, three.

So pretty!

Let's do one more. Try a different pose.

Like Miss Korea.

Perfect.

One, two, three.

So pretty.

Thank you.

Bye.

So embarrassing.

I'll print the pictures for you girls, alright?

I'm sorry...

Must be hard enough engraving stamps

and I make you watch Dong-hwan.

Stop it.

Taking care of my baby

is my responsibility too.

I'll save up quickly

so you can quit your job,

and focus on raising Dong-hwan.

Is something wrong?

No, it's nothing...

But honey,

if a bad person pretends to be a good person,

does that make them bad? Or good?

What are you talking about?

Never mind.

Morning.

Yeah.

Your seamstress skipped work without notice again.

I really should tell the boss to replace her.

Right in the middle of the busiest time, seriously.

What?

Did you try contacting her?

Maybe she's sick.

Hiring someone new all of sudden.

Dung Ogre.

Guess your marriage is going well.

You got opinions now?

The blind gimp must be treating you nice.

This ain't the time for you to stick your nose in.

Forget it.

Listen up.

A new seamstress is starting tomorrow.

Dung Ogre, you'll be assisting her.

What? What about Ms. Lee?

She skipped two days of work,

we'll miss the delivery deadline like this.

The boss already decided she's out, that's all you need to know.

The boss said that?

Get back to work.

Hey.

Hey, hey!

Where are you going?!

Shit.

Dammit, what is it?

What?

Boss.

Is it true that you're firing Ms. Lee Jin-sook?

What?

You can't do this.

For crying out loud...

What the heck are you talking about

I'm trying to get us through this together, get out.

But...

Ms. Lee Jin-sook...

you know why she's not coming to work.

Are you gonna keep spewing this nonsense?

But you,

you did something awful to her,

that's why she stopped coming.

You damned bitch.

Don't you dare talk shit to me!

Get out.

Out!

She should've stopped there,

it wasn't even her business.

So foolish...

Honey.

What are you working on?

Uh, it's nothing.

Look at you two!

- Let me take a photo of you two. - Let's go.

Where are you going?

These girls are so shy.

CHEONGPUNG GARMENT CEO Back Joo-sang

is a pervert who sexually assaults girls

"...who sexually assaults girls."

Jeez.

Goddamn you.

You bastard,

how the hell did you manage these bitches,

to allow this to happen?

Useless asshole.

Fire all those bitches.

What?

Get out and fire every one of those bitches!

Yes, sir.

Dung Ogre!

You dare to keep working here

after the shit you caused?

"The shit I caused"?

What exactly did I do wrong?

You goddamned freak.

You insult our boss and still expect to get paid?!

Get out, you bitch.

Fine, but what about Ms. Lee?

Will you fire her, too?

Yeah, Dung Ogre!

Neither of you will be able to work anywhere near here, so piss off.

Wait, he's the one to blame,

and he ordered you to do this?

Why the hell do you care?!

I'm gonna have a word with the boss.

Holy shit. If you go...

Ms. Lee...

That's enough, bitch.

Who do you think you are?

Dammit...

Young-hee wouldn't have known.

If you write something like that

people don't focus on the perpetrator Back,

they're much more curious about who got sexually assaulted.

I felt so ashamed that people would know.

Young-hee...

was only trying to help me.

That bastard probably went on living the same way.

Because my shame acted as his forgiveness.

If Young-hee died by his hands,

maybe it's my fault

for allowing it to happen.

Let's go.

Let's go see that bastard Back.

How could he do that to the innocent woman...

Don't you feel sorry for your mother?

We have to ask him why he did it.

Don't you think so?

He has to pay for what he did.

The Fourth Interview

Anyone home?

Hello, sir.

We're here from the TV station.

Why... the TV station?

We came to ask you something.

Your name is Back Joo-sang, right?

Get out, you scumbags...

Sir, do you by any chance

remember someone named Jung Young-hee?

Who?

She worked at the garment factory

you owned.

She was called "Dung Ogre" sometimes.

I know... that ugly bitch.

Oh, you remember her?

Sure, how could I forget?

An ugly bitch who didn't know her place.

You do remember.

We're here

to find out about Jung Young-hee's last days.

Sir.

If you know anything, please tell us honestly.

Besides, the statute of limitations has already expired.

It shouldn't have expired!

They didn't catch that bastard?

Who's "that bastard"?

That blind gimp killed his own wife.

Damn, they still haven't figured it out?

That bastard, he's a sly one.

That bastard...

Try to understand, okay?

Hey.

Boss.

He's here, he's here!

Good evening.

- Come here, sit in the middle. - Yes, yes, yes.

That's him!

Come in here.

- Here, loosen this up. - Okay...

Leave it.

- Yeah... - Sit over here.

- Come here. - Grab his hand.

Come, come.

- Are you serious? - Sure.

So, he's the blind guy

who carves stamps?

Of course!

He's that good even though he can't see at all?

- That's what I'm saying! - So fascinating.

He carves stamps in the alley near my factory,

and those are top-notch.

Wow.

Can you show us?

Yeah, Yeong-gyu,

give us a demonstration.

How could I do that here?

Show us!

If you come by the stand,

I'll give you a good price.

Yeong-gyu.

Just show it off here.

Good.

Alright, who needs a stamp?

Me! Me!

Alright, carve one for Madam Jang.

"Jang Mi-sook," please.

- Okay, okay. - Jang Mi-sook.

Look, his tools are coming out.

So, this is how you carry them around?

Watch this.

It's done already. Wait till you see it.

All done.

Good!

Let's see it.

Jang Mi-sook

Is he really blind?

You see that?

This guy is amazing!

How does he carve such beautiful letters without being able to see?

Amazing.

Give it to her as a gift.

Mine, mine.

He's not pretending to be blind, is he?

No way.

How does he know

if the letters are pretty or not without seeing them?

That's why he's so extraordinary, man!

But what's truly amazing about these stamps is,

give it here.

If you use this on a contract,

you'll never face any problems.

It's perfect.

- Yeah? - Sure.

This isn't just an ordinary stamp.

It has talismanic power.

You're making that up...

If you want a stamp, always buy one from Yeong-gyu!

Thank you.

Yeong-gyu! Have a beer, man.

Wait, I'll empty this one for you.

Have a nice cold one.

Oh dear.

I'm pouring you one

because you're brilliant and amazing.

Alright, bottoms up!

Good.

There you go.

Good...

very good.

He drinks so well.

Don't force yourself. You'll choke!

- Give him some snacks too. - Here it is, say ah.

Open up!

Mr. Back, I bet your success

is thanks to this guy's stamp.

I told you, it's his stamps!

Yeong-gyu.

Yes, sir?

Buddy, you better see me as your benefactor, got it?

Of course I do.

Damn...

Freaking clueless idiots...

Boss.

Yeah?

Is everything okay?

I always carry so much gratitude toward you, sir.

Buddy.

Do you even know your wife's been giving me shit lately?

Pardon?

Did you put her up to this?

No!

Absolutely not! I could never, sir!

S-sir,

I'll tell her to stop, okay?

Please don't be angry.

Worthless scum...

Killing you guys would be...

easier than pulling down my pants in the bathroom.

Yes, absolutely.

Ungrateful bastard...

- Buddy. - Yes?

Drink up.

Honey.

What are you working on?

Uh, it's nothing...

How the hell did you manage these bitches,

to allow this to happen?

Fire all those bitches.

What?

Get out and fire every one of those bitches!

Yes, sir.

Damn, worthless idiots...

Those bitches crossed the line...

This is Back from CHEONGPUNG.

I'm in a serious mess here.

How many men can you round up for me?

Who's there?

Is someone there?

Who are you people?

Who are you?

Did...

Mr. Back... send you all?

W-what's wrong?

Honey!

Don't do this!

Please stop.

Please don't do this. Let us go.

Spare her!

Sir, I'm sorry! Please!

I won't ever do it again.

Forgive us, please don't!

Sir!

Enough.

Please spare us...

You guys must be hungry, let's get some grub.

Honey...

Honey?

Please help.

Is anyone there?!

Help!

Please help...

What the hell are you doing?! You lunatic!

What did I do wrong? Tell me!

Holy shit.

- What did I do wrong?! - Anyone outside?!

Get her off me!

Dammit...

That psychotic bitch.

It looked like those idiots

botched the job, so I sent them Back.

I said to make it so she couldn't get up for a few days.

They said the blind gimp came out.

Isn't that weird?

There was no need to kill her.

No one saw anything, no one saw anything...

Get it together...

That gimp

couldn't even get rid of the body properly,

so my guys took care of it,

and even held a funeral for her.

I guess they did it so they wouldn't get blamed.

They probably buried her so deep

that the gimp never got caught for the murder.

He should be thanking us.

No way.

Don't lie...

Don't lie to me.

Dong-hwan, stop it, please, don't!

Tell me the truth. You killed her, didn't you?!

Don't do this!

You perverted bastard!

Stop it!

You killed her.

You killed her, it was you!

This isn't the way to solve things!

Seriously?

The Fifth Interview

Didn't know you were home. So quiet.

What have you been doing lately?

Go get some sleep.

Father.

Yeah?

I met a man named Back Joo-sang today.

Who?

He told me something really weird...

Did you kill mother?

But, father...

Why did you do it?

Why?

Back then, life was really tough.

Ever since I was a kid,

all I remember is being teased and beaten up.

Because I couldn't see...

When I wanted to learn how to engrave stamps,

I was beaten for no reason.

It was just... complete hell.

But I scraped and saved by not eating, not spending,

and managed to...

open a little stand.

Stamp Engraving

I thought

I could endure ten times the hardship I'd already faced.

Come on,

give me a big smile!

Why do you want a photo of someone who can't even see?

You look great when you smile.

Come on, smile!

- One. - Look this way?

Yeah, that's good.

Alright, one,

three!

Very nice.

Hey, I mean,

It's so impressive, doing this even though you can't see.

Hey.

When I see someone like you working so hard,

it's amazing, I really respect that.

Listen, I'll frame this photo

as a grand opening gift.

Hang it in the best

spot when you make it big, got it?

- Sir? - Yeah?

I, uh...

Thank you.

- I'll work hard. - Good.

Good.

- Yeah, work hard! - Yes, sir!

- Make it big. - Thank you!

- Good, I gotta go. - Yes, sir!

- Take care, boss. - Bye.

Oh man...

But things didn't go as planned.

No one cared about a blind guy engraving stamps.

All I got was curious onlookers

or people picking fights to see if I could do it.

That's when I met your mom.

The lettering

is so pretty...

It's pretty?

Then would you like a stamp?

No...

I would love to...

But I don't have any use for a stamp right now.

Maybe later... later, I'd love one.

No, it's okay.

How about this?

You're my very first customer

after opening this stand

how about I make one for free?

Really?

Of course.

Let's see.

Give me your name.

It's Young-hee.

Young-hee.

Jung Young-hee.

That's when I learned her name.

Jung Young-hee.

Such a beautiful name.

You have such a beautiful name.

Since you're my first customer,

I'll make it extra special.

Alright.

Do you work at the factory here?

Yes.

Let's see... Alright.

Now, press it yourself.

Right here.

Dip it in the inkpad, then press it down.

Move it up and down,

and side to side.

Good.

Jung Young-hee.

How is it?

It's... so pretty.

Is it?

Take this paper too.

Don't forget to spread the word.

Yes.

After that day,

she'd stop by, chat with me,

and bring me rice balls and snacks.

You haven't eaten lunch, right?

I made some extras...

What's this?

Just some rice balls.

You didn't have to...

For the first time in my life,

someone had taken an interest in me.

Just hearing Young-hee's voice

made my heart race.

Thump-thump.

- Thank you. - Sure.

- Thanks again! - Okay...

I'm so jealous, Yeong-gyu.

Look at that pretty girl hitting on you.

I know, eh?

It must kill you not to see

such a stunning beauty.

You'd better snatch her up

before someone else does.

Ask her to live with you!

Don't let her slip away and regret it.

So lucky.

What's this smell?

Hearing that made me anxious,

and I got scared.

Somehow I worked up the courage

to ask her to live with me.

I promised to take care of her.

And your mom said yes.

I really couldn't believe my luck.

Come, give them a round of applause!

What's the virtue of married life?

Having lots of kids, right?

Look at this guy grinning!

When does that happen, huh?

- At night! - Night, night.

Hey, Yeong-gyu, you're so lucky.

It's always night for you!

Since it's your wedding,

let me take a photo for you.

- Stand up straight. - Good, good.

- Ready. - Where should I look?

Yeong-gyu, look this way.

Here we go, one...

That's when I formed my first real dream.

To make sure Young-hee would never be disrespected

and could live an honorable life.

Hush hush...

Are you hungry?

Mommy's not back yet.

I'm back.

Dong-hwan must be very hungry.

Here.

After having you,

we barely scraped by even

with both of us working.

It wasn't bad though,

it wasn't bad at all.

Then one night,

Gyu-chil was in the area for work and stopped by.

- Thank you, ma'am. - Sure.

Here, have some of this.

Okay.

She's got a good heart?

Yes, of course.

A blind guy like me meeting a woman with such a kind heart,

it's a blessing, it sure is!

My only regret is that I'll never see her face

with my own eyes.

Having a good heart is all that matters.

Maybe it's better you never see her face.

You son of a bitch...

Hey, you.

My only wish is to see her face just once.

Don't talk shit to me.

No, really.

You're better off not seeing her.

What are you saying?

Has no one said anything to you?

About her face?

And that bastard...

finally said it.

That your mom's face

was hideously ugly, like a monster.

That's when I found out everything.

Those bastards,

no, those scumbags were mocking me.

Mocking me all along.

From a young age, I was mocked and belittled,

I worked so hard to break free from it.

But then...

it just kept happening.

Over and over!

A monster...

Why?

You think I can't tell what's beautiful and what's ugly?

People may secretly look down on me,

but why bow before me?

Because my engravings are beautiful.

So beautiful.

I know it.

Beautiful things are respected and admired.

Ugly things are scorned.

I know it all.

It was only then I started to see things I hadn't noticed before.

Everything.

Everything.

In the end, even your mother deceived me.

How little must she have thought of me?

She approached me just to ridicule me.

If I stayed with her,

I felt I could never escape the humiliation.

No matter how hard I struggled, it didn't work.

I couldn't live with that woman.

Even when she got into a fight with Mr. Back,

why did she make things so difficult for me?

I told her to stop,

but she kept doing it just to spite me.

Please, just die.

Just die, die...

Someone, please kill her for me.

Kill her...

No matter how much I prayed,

she never intended to leave me.

Even after being beaten, she kept going back for more.

I never imagined I'd be the one to kill her.

Never thought of it.

Never.

Did you go see the boss again?

Did you?

Did you?!

You know...

Why...

Why...

Why do you keep stirring up trouble?!

What did I... what did I do wrong?

For God's sake!

Honey.

Please...

just mind your own business!

Like a little mouse,

let's just live quietly...

Since I was a child,

people have always blamed me.

That I was the problem.

So I thought I had to live pretending not to see or know anything.

For a while, I really tried to live like that.

But you...

You were kind to me.

Stop it.

You gave me courage.

Because of you.

You didn't just...

Just see me as ugly.

Dammit.

Shut up,

you stupid bitch!

If you had any conscience,

you wouldn't dare say that, you bitch.

No one will ever find out.

No... Nobody cares anyway.

Dong-hwan.

With my own bare hands,

I drove out the humiliation that forced its way into my life.

Without anyone ever knowing.

Dong-hwan.

You get it, don't you?

Honestly, this might've all been for you too.

You need to understand that. Right?

Come here.

Son, come here.

I only wanted to pass on good things to you.

You have to understand.

Come here.

I don't understand you.

I just can't.

If you don't, then you're nothing but a parasite.

What?

A parasite feeding off everything

I've worked for my entire life.

You must understand.

You're a murderer.

No! Who's a murderer? No, dammit!

Not me!

The statute of limitations has expired!

You think I don't know that?!

I'm a living miracle of Korea!

A man who sees the world through his fingertips.

A living miracle...

I'm not a murderer.

The Last Remark

You admired your father so much,

you sure about this?

I deleted some unnecessary parts.

Pardon?

Please make sure the documentary wraps up nicely.

You know, my father...

he's a living miracle of Korea for overcoming such difficult times.

So, please...

I'm counting on you.

You resemble him.

Sorry?

Your father.

You resemble him even more today.

I spoke a bit more with Back Joo-sang yesterday.

All of these are my works.

They're art pieces.

Why didn't you take a photo of Jung Young-hee?

There is one.

I took

ID photos of all new employees.

Eun-sook, smile big!

Hold it up, a little higher.

Yeah, closer to the chest.

So pretty, that's it.

Okay, smile, one,

two,

three!

Jung Young-hee

So pretty.

All done, go.

Next.

Hey, Jung Young-hee.

Why is your hair loose for an ID photo?

Tie it up so your face shows better.

Alright, here we go.

Smile.

Cheese.

One,

two,

three!

It's your mother's photo.

That is, if you're still interested.