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I had my first kiss after eating tangsuyuk with the girl next door when I was 15.

That was kind of late.

How was it?

What do you mean, punk?

It was totally sweet, hot,

and delicious. The tangsuyuk, I mean.

-Aren't you going home? -Stop changing the subject.

So? Did you sleep with the girl next door?

You and Tangsuyuk did it, right?

Go home!

Are you going somewhere?

I'm going to Tangsuyuk.

-What? -Fire!

Tastes burnt!

That punk.

Hey! Fire!

Tastes burnt!

Fire!

Who was that?

Me.

Okay.

Pret. Allez.

I'm starving.

I'll just have my dress mended. Let's stop.

I'm too hungry to continue. I'm done.

PEKING DUCK & CRAB FRIED RICE

XO ROCKFISH TEMPURA

LOBSTER IN GARLIC SAUCE

EIGHT COLOR XIAOLONGBAO

SHRIMP SHUMAI

PIG-FACE CUSTARD BUN

HOT PEPPER SHRIMP AND TANGSUYUK

Pung, if you become number one,

what will happen to Master Wang?

His contract is almost over anyway.

He should return to China and rest.

His salary was 200 million won.

They gave him a house and a car, too.

To be honest, you're the one

that won the Michelin stars.

Ever since you received two Michelin stars,

all the banquet hall reservations are requesting Chinese food.

Thanks to the banquets, the rooms are booking up too.

All the executives say it's thanks to you that our hotel gained a star

and became a six-star hotel.

No one gives me, the president, any credit.

I'm so jealous.

Which gets me to my point.

HR said not to worry too much.

Wait a few days.

I heard you were in surgery.

They're finishing up.

I left first so I wouldn't be too late for my rounds.

You still smell like antiseptic.

I like this smell.

Other women don't smell like that.

I'm getting married soon.

Soon? When?

One week from now.

I can take this out, right doc?

Not yet.

I'm being discharged tomorrow.

One week is plenty

to make you mine.

-Good work. -Good work.

The surgery went well.

-Thank you. -Our pleasure.

-Thank you. -Our pleasure.

Because of my skin...

I'm starving.

-Shit. -What the heck?

Hey. Are we having Chinese again?

I'm so sick of Chinese food.

It's so greasy.

Aren't you sick of it, Dr. Oh?

No other restaurants deliver at this time.

Gosh.

We eat this greasy Chinese food every single day.

I'm the one who needs lipo.

Look at my gut.

Oh my gosh. No thank you. It's so greasy.

Here, have some pickled radish.

Hey, hot pepper powder...

Did you forget again?

Dr. Seok, don't forget to check on Mr. Yong Seung-ryong

on the 20th floor.

If you forget again, I'll send you to another department.

What? You can't do that.

I went to med school to open a plastic surgery clinic to make good money.

I paid for tutors to get into med school.

My mom and grandma

worked as housekeepers to pay for them.

-Let's eat. -Okay.

-Enjoy. -Enjoy.

HOSPITAL STAFF ROOM

Is she done?

You should've called.

Sorry for making you wait.

I think

I'll get a promotion.

Master Wang will be going back to China.

Then I can open a clinic for you.

I'll work hard for a few more years and open a clinic for you.

You can't eat or sleep properly at the hospital.

I can't leave you like that forever.

You should rest and take trips like other people.

Congrats.

Sleep. You must be tired.

-Yes. -I'll wake you when we get there.

You're almost done.

Please trim a little more on the side.

-This much? -More.

This much?

More.

You'll look too much like a gangster then.

-Do you know me? -If you cut too much on the side,

you'll look like a gangster thug.

Is that bad?

What do you mean?

Of course, it is.

-It's my hair. -Exactly.

Right?

For guys, it's all about their hair.

Sir. Make me look like a gangster thug.

-He says he'll be here soon. -Okay.

The make-up for the wedding shoot

will be more natural looking than the wedding.

Okay.

Where did it go? I'll be right back. Stay right here.

It's the same flower.

It's wilting already.

It's fine.

Is there a lot of traffic?

Your beard. Did you not shave today?

You're waiting anyway.

-Should I ask for-- -It's fine.

My husband is late

because he went to register our marriage although our wedding is a month later.

Did you register your marriage?

We decided

that I'll walk down the aisle before him.

He said he prepared a performance for me.

What could it be?

We plan to have 3 or 4 kids.

He is so impatient.

He's an OBGYN, and wants to deliver our babies himself.

He says it would be dramatic and awesome if the first person

the baby meets is his dad.

You're a man too. What do you think?

It's embarrassing.

Are you angry because the bride is late?

Look.

Sorry--

It's okay.

Don't say anything.

You can be late.

You don't have to say you're sorry

since you're my woman.

Because I love you.

Sweetie. Are you okay?

Excuse me. My groom is here too.

I registered our marriage. We're married, Sae-u.

I'm so happy!

We're married.

I'm good.

Okay. Forget her.

Someone offered to buy our building, Boss.

Hey.

What's the divorce rate nowadays?

Is it 7 out of 10 or 6 out of 10?

Excuse me?

More than half split up, right?

Let's go.

Should we register our marriage first too? Maybe tomorrow?

I'm bringing a razor to the wedding.

I should shave right before the ceremony.

Who should walk in first?

I should prepare a performance too,

so the guests won't be bored.

-Are you listening to me? -Yes.

Let's have kids right away too.

I'll raise them all.

Your job is more well-respected than mine, so I'll raise the children.

Still, you have to value my career too, or I'll get pissed off.

One that looks like me, and one that looks like you.

Let's have two so they're not lonely. Okay?

I heard that the groom earlier is an OBGYN doctor.

Should we have our kids at his hospital?

You must be hungry.

I made some of your favorite foods. Let's eat together later.

I can't promise much,

but I promise to fill your stomach with yummy foods for life.

Next, they will exchange rings as a symbol of their promise

to love each other.

Kiss.

-Kiss. -Kiss.

-Kiss. -Kiss.

-Kiss. -Kiss.

-Kiss. -Kiss.

-Kiss. -Kiss.

1 MONTH LATER

IMMAR

DAN SAE-U AGE 6

DAN SAE-U AGE 10

DAN SAE-U AGE 17

Hey, Immar. How have you been?

My baby.

It's been a week. I've missed you.

My gosh.

I said I'd do it.

You'll get wet. Stand back.

Does that feel good?

My cutie.

Look, Immar. Our invitation.

-Come if you want. -Hey.

I'm going to look super pretty.

Don't just eat the usual carrots.

Eat out at a buffet.

With your old racing skills,

you can get to the wedding hall in...

CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR WEDDING

...like seven hours.

What's this?

You want to get out of here

and run freely too, don't you?

What if people call the district office to report him?

-Let's go. -Let's go.

Goodness. Is that right?

I went to the district office and asked in case you'd want to know.

Well, you asked after the salon that time.

They say about 5 out of 100 couples get divorced nowadays.

Not 5 out of 10...

Isn't that a good thing?

That's right.

For dinner. 300 million won.

Thanks.

It's a wedding gift, so use it all.

I'm going to eat until I burst.

-Bye, Dad. -Have fun.

-Look. -What?

What?

What is that?

Okay, here we go.

Going up.

What is this? The lights are on. Was he pretending he wasn't in?

How dare he lie to us?

He's doing all sorts of crap to avoid paying his tab.

Hey, that's not it. It's more this way.

The sixth floor. Hey.

Why do you keep going that way?

I feel so much better now. I was so dehydrated.

Hey, Grill. Stay still. You're confusing me.

Hey. Should we check out the top floor of the hotel since it's up anyway?

Let's see just how good they are.

What if someone calls it in and the cops come?

It's not my fault.

-Anyway, I told you. -Maeng-dal.

-Boss is inside. -I know.

HUNGRY FRYPAN

Buy some gum.

Just say no.

How dare you give me fake money, you gangster bastard?

I heard this restaurant was filled with gangsters,

whores, and criminals.

Must you scam an old woman who's about to die?

Shit. Don't you have parents, you fucking asshole?

Come again tomorrow.

Give me a fucking break.

I'll be dead tomorrow.

Okay, that's it. Yes.

Why is it so far up?

Seriously.

I knew it. You want to see too.

Okay. Look. Here we go. Okay.

-More. That's it. -Stop.

-Here. -Twenty-first floor.

Korea's best Chinese restaurant at a hotel.

Two Michelin stars.

What's this? It's not so special.

There's not a single person. Are they closed too?

We're not the only ones with no business.

Life is fair, am I right?

It's not that our food sucks.

People these days don't eat Chinese food because it's too greasy.

-Right? -Of course.

If the few customers we do have went there, I would've been furious.

-That would've been maddening. -That's right.

How lame.

I thought you were watching porn.

What the heck?

-Spring is here -What the heck?

Hey. I guess even hotel chefs aren't much different.

They're not all that.

I wanted to see what they looked like.

What's wrong? Why won't it come down?

Throw it away. Throw it away, punk.

-Where's the bird's nest? -Here.

I guess horse owners really are rich.

We actually ran out of bird's nest.

More fire!

-Okay. -All right!

-You. Chopping boards! -Yes, Chef!

The onions aren't being cut into the same size,

so some don't cook while some overcook and get all mushy.

How many times must I tell you? Chinese food is all about the chopping!

-Do it again! -Yes, Chef!

Knife, fire.

-Knife, fire. -Knife, fire.

Throw away the onions that were already chopped.

Speed up! We're behind on our orders!

-Yes, Chef! -Yes, Chef!

Let's review. Chinese food is all in...

The chopping!

Chinese food is...

-Chopping! -Fire!

Chinese food is...

-Chopping! -Fire!

FIRE

You burned it all.

Again!

This is the last one.

Go.

The total is 299,989,000 won.

Okay.

Here.

I'd like my change, please.

Never mind.

Thanks to you, we can donate all the money today

without having to deduct for the dinner expenses.

That's my father's intent. To donate more. Okay, then.

-Thank you. -Aren't you going to eat?

I'm on a diet.

Your wedding is tomorrow, right?

I heard you refused gifts.

I envy you.

Okay, then.

I'm hungry.

I heard one of the horse owners paid the entire tab for dinner

that was almost 300 million won.

-Insane. -Psycho.

-Night. -Bye.

That's right. If I can't get a bowl of jjajangmyeon

after paying 300 million won for dinner,

that's insane. That's psychotic.

I'd be out of my mind.

Let's eat.

FOR HORSES AND OWNERS GIVING HOPE TO THE YOUTH!

BRED COUNTLESS RACE HORSES

THANKS TO THE GENEROSITY OF HORSE OWNERS

Excuse me.

I came to do it properly for you.

Please enjoy.

Why are you pouring alcohol on that?

I approved the dish.

How dare you use alcohol

to change the flavor behind my back.

Yes, Mr. Yong.

Here it is. Please enjoy.

I'd like a bowl of jjajangmyeon.

Jjajangmyeon? Here?

I'd like jjamppong so we can share.

Our hotel doesn't serve jjajangmyeon and jjamppong.

What? Why not?

It's Master Wang's philosophy.

Are you belittling jjajangmyeon and jjamppong because this is a hotel?

Are you saying you won't let me have it? Although I waited?

Did you register your marriage?

Do you know how much she paid?

We had jjajangmyeon two months ago and waited until now.

I waited so long. I don't think I can wait any longer.

Can't you make it for me?

I'll try and ask, but I doubt we can.

I'm sorry.

Hey.

-Hey. -What?

Just a minute.

What? What now? What is it?

I know you, so I can ask you for jjajangmyeon.

-Yes? -No.

Enjoy.

Darn it.

-Hey. Why weren't you picking up? -Why?

-Chef wants to see you. -Right now?

Did you ask for me?

-Stand next to me. -Pardon?

This will fall on your foot.

-Chef. -Don't worry.

Just as I thought. You don't trust me.

This will fall on my foot.

Don't think of stepping on my foot

to get promoted.

The crayfish you approved are too spicy for Koreans.

You need to make it less spicy with alcohol and fire

so they won't complain.

If I say it's okay, it's okay. If I say it's not okay, it's not okay.

Even if it's wrong, I'm the law!

Even if it's wrong? Even if customers complain?

Don't customers come first?

Even if it's wrong, asshole! No matter what, asshole!

I know you, so I can ask you for jjajangmyeon.

What do you want to eat?

-Pardon? -Are you full?

-No. -Come with me.

Why? What is it?

I wanted to make it for you.

What?

Everything you want to eat.

Don't you want me to? No?

No way.

I thought not.

It took a while because the knife was too dull.

You. Tell me.

Why don't we have customers all day long? Why?

It tastes bad.

I thought I was the only one who knew that this past year.

Did you guys know too?

Happy birthday!

Boss? Don't you know what today is?

It's the day we were all reborn.

You hear me, right?

HAPPY REFORM ANNIVERSARY

You should've come sooner. There's no room.

3 YEARS AGO TODAY

-Boss. I'm losing my mind. -Why?

How could we leave those assholes, who won't pay back what they owe us, alone?

I thought I'd get to use my knife again.

This isn't right.

This is so not us. Are we going to keep doing this? How boring.

Good work today.

-What work? We didn't do anything. -Oh yeah.

And you, buy some books. Aren't you going to go to college?

I'm not interested.

Interested? Seriously.

This isn't the time for this.

Do you realize that the Cockeyes are after you?

I know that.

Please drive quietly.

Gosh. Damn, it's big.

I'm telling you, they're cruel.

Why should I be afraid? I have you guys.

Why would you trust us? Seriously.

He's driving me insane.

-Cops. -Get down.

What cops? That was an ambulance.

Hey. There was a man called Nietzsche you all don't know about.

-Again. -Hey.

"It doesn't matter

how many times, I want to relive this sickening life."

Where's Boss? Did he get out?

I don't see Boss.

-Get in there! -Boss!

-Leave Chil-seong, and scram. -Cockeye, You son of a bitch.

Get lost while I give you a chance.

Just leave Chil-seong.

Boss.

-Go. -Boss.

-Go. -Boss!

Go and start new lives. That's what he said.

Pull out.

-Yes, Boss. -Yes, Boss.

Run!

-Go. -You assholes. Run!

Go, assholes.

Run now. You assholes!

Shit.

Boss says he wants to live even if it's sickening.

Shit. Nietzsche.

You freaks.

You seriously don't listen.

Boss!

Lunch time.

NIETZSCHE

It isn't yucky hospital food today.

Who wants jjajangmyeon?

-Jjajangmyeon? Me! -Me!

Help me up.

I can't see it.

Dang it. Mine first.

Help me up! Help...

I can't see it!

Mix it for me. My arms...

It's getting cold!

I can't eat it then!

Come on!

I love jjajangmyeon the most.

-Nietzsche said-- -Shut up!

We almost died because of Nietzsche!

It doesn't matter

how many times, I want to relive this sickening life.

What a wonderful

world... My leg just fell asleep.

What did Nietzsche say today?

Thank you...

Ma'am!

Happy birthday!

Okay, stop.

I have an important announcement.

Today,

-we will close shop. -Yes.

-What? -What?

CLOSED FOR A PRIVATE EVENT

SPECIALS, MEAT DISHES

They really don't serve jjajangmyeon.

HUNGRY FRYPAN

You're wearing your ring.

Isn't your wedding tomorrow?

You remembered.

-What would you like? -Jjajangmyeon.

I know.

Seafood jjajangmyeon please.

-Okay. -Where are you going?

-Just wait. -Are you running away?

-Why would I? -I've been starving all day.

I won't run away.

Why is she starving all day?

What's taking so long?

Buy some gum.

You startled me.

You seem to have a lot of money. You must be generous too.

I only have bank checks. Sorry.

I can make change.

But--

Here.

-That's too expensive for gum. -It's nothing in comparison

to everything you bought there.

Bless you.

Moron.

She doesn't know it's Chil-seong's fake money.

I opened

this Chinese restaurant so you wouldn't have to live as gangsters.

You should learn how to make jjajangmyeon,

open a restaurant in the suburbs somewhere

and live a normal life.

Fall in love, get married...

-But you know-- -Did Nietzsche say something?

-Maeng-dal. -Yes?

Even Nietzsche wouldn't come back

after eating this.

We have no customers.

Day after day, we have no customers.

We're trying our best,

but people don't like greasy food anymore. What can we do?

The Chinese food trend is over.

You know that Chinese restaurant at

-the top of the hotel across the street? -Yes.

The best in Korea? It's dead.

Hey, no way.

Boss. Why would we lie?

-We saw it with our own eyes. -It's true.

-It's true. -Okay. Fine!

Still, we're closing today.

Why are you being like this?

They'll close down soon enough.

Excuse me.

Are you closed?

-We have a customer. -It's a customer.

HUNGRY FRYPAN

THANK YOU FOR COMING

I'll take your order. What would you like?

Please. Jjajangmyeon.

Jjajangmyeon, please.

Okay. One jjajangmyeon!

-Jjajangmyeon. -Jjajangmyeon.

This first.

Oops.

Dang it.

Hey!

You can't stack five together.

You'll get hurt.

-Five fell. -How did you know?

The onions are from China. And it's male, not female.

They use male onions?

Would you like some dumplings on the house?

No. Would you give me more black bean paste?

Okay.

He's bleeding.

-Are you okay? -I'm fine. Hurry.

-Seven more jjajangmyeon please. -Eight in total?

And black bean paste.

Are you expecting more people?

Bring me the black bean paste first. How much is it?

Here.

You can pay later.

It's 40,000 won.

It's real money. All of it.

Okay. The black bean paste is good.

I'll bring you more. More onions too.

Guys.

-Eight. -Eight?

-Hey! -Hurry. Eight.

Hey.

Dang it.

Here you go.

1 JJAJANGMYEON = 7 BLACK BEAN PASTE

Excuse me.

What are you doing?

It's obvious how it'll taste, so I can't wait.

-Are the noodles done? -They're done!

Bowls!

Hold on! Shouldn't we dip the noodles in water one more time?

The customer's waiting! Just put them in.

Then it'll taste gross because it'll be cold.

The sauce is hot.

He won't know the difference.

Okay!

Look. You people shouldn't do business like this.

This is why people say Chinese food is too greasy

and are sick of it.

The radish is sugary,

the onion's from China and the wrong gender.

From the smell from the kitchen, it's obvious the jjajangmyeon

will be greasy and sweet with tons of MSG.

The only edible thing here is the factory-produced black bean paste.

I paid, so I'll just take this.

Goodbye.

HUNGRY FRYPAN

The only edible thing here is the factory-produced black bean paste.

Son of a bitch.

That son of a bitch.

-Hey! Have you lost your mind? -Sorry.

Look where you're going!

-Do you want to die, punk? -Go.

Get it together!

Shit!

-Let's talk. -What is it?

-Hey. You... -Why you...

Why you...

-What? -Hey!

-Stop. -Hold on.

Are you blind? You're afraid of the lights,

-but you don't see us? -Maeng-dal.

But...

Sorry, okay?

But we don't need this.

Eat the food my boys made, which you ordered.

Let's go.

The customer decides whether or not he eats.

Are you done?

I paid. Must I force myself to eat that disgusting food?

You asshole. Do you have special powers? Is that it?

How do you know how it tastes without even eating it?

Are you saying just because we're gangsters

we're gangsters in the kitchen too?

You punk! We're nice when it comes to food too.

We're not stingy, and our customers come first.

But why are you

attacking our pride without even tasting it? Asshole.

Why I ought to... Why?

I'll go now.

Hey!

Stop it.

Are you mad? Why are you letting him just go?

Even Nietzsche says it's crazy to just take it.

Maeng-dal. That's enough.

It's useless. We're closed anyway.

It's useful to me.

I can't just let it go, so leave me alone.

-Hey! -Stop.

Stop. Hey. Where are you going?

-I'm crossing the street to get a cab. -Why are you getting a cab?

-Hey. Get over here. -Let go.

Hey. Let go!

You said not to run away!

You said you wouldn't run away.

But you make me wait there and do this on the street?

-I almost fainted while waiting. -Let go.

Dang it.

All that was for this.

I said I'd make you jjajangmyeon.

-Fine. So eat the food. -Stop it.

Eat what?

-How dare you little... -Hey.

Let go of me, you broccoli!

"Broccoli"?

Let go, you little...

Your towels in prison aren't even dry yet.

Stop it.

Stop what? Come at me. Come on.

-Come at me! -Get over here.

-You grabbed me. Now what? -You jerk.

Get over here.

You little...

I have to get married tomorrow.

You really are a gangster.

-Hey! What was that? -Hey, miss.

Stop.

Keep the lady out of it, okay?

You're not married yet?

I'm getting married tomorrow. Why?

Since you hit me, I can say something, right?

-Don't get married. -What was that?

Later on.

Let's get married. Okay?

Why?

Divorce is too hard.

You're insane.

I'll go now.

Don't go.

Why not? You can fight. Keep the lady out of it.

Stupid weddings don't matter at all.

Don't get married.

I said I'll make you jjajangmyeon.

Don't do it.

Subtitle translation by Jeong Lee