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Special: I Live in Chongdamdong

Today with me, Oh Ji-Eun,

let us experience several stories.

First, shall we listen to Kwan-Woo's story?

What are you doing here ?

What with the weather being so nice out,

I thought I'd work a bit today.

Work?

Well, it's just that, I feel bad

always asking for a few cents here and there for some coffee...

So I figured I can make some money like this.

Oh, street show.

What a pathetic street show.

If you're gonna do this, make it more exciting!

So that the people passing by feel like shimmying their shoulders!

Exciting music?

Of course.

♬ It is falling down ♬ - Yeah, that's good.

♬ It is falling down ♬

Yeah! That's it! Sounds good.

♬ It is falling down ♬

Haha...looks like we have a professional musician here, right?

Are you okay?

Why did you give me everything to carry?

How is that my fault?

It's your own fault for tripping and falling down.

Anyway,

I think it was because of that song.

What song?

♬ It is falling down ♬

♬ It is falling down ♬

So...

You're saying, because Manager Cho sang "It is falling down"

That's why the tree fell?

Aiyoo.

I think this guy's got brain damage.

Looks like no one believes him.

Should we get an MRI scan done?

Now it's uncle's turn.

The title of the song is "Mona Lisa." (song by Cho Yong-Pil)

Hi.

You came in early.

Spring is over.

Already so hot.

How about a cold beer?

Call! (Deal.)

I'll be right back with beer.

-I'll be right back with the squid! -Okay.

♬ You are Mona Lisa ♬

♬ You are Mona Lisa ♬

♬ You are making me sad ♬

♬ You are Mona Lisa ♬

What's with this thing?

Ah! Hot! Hot!

HOT!!

With no eyebrows, he really does look like Mona Lisa.

Ah, geez, what happened to you two?

You totally look like Mona Lisa.

I think you were right.

Manager Cho's song.

Right? I told you it's that song's fault.

What is?

See, this morning, Manager Cho sang,

♬ It is falling, it is falling ♬

and then the tree fell and this guy turned out like this.

And?

And then he sang "You are Mona Lisa"

"Mona Lisa!" and now I look like this.

Wow, that incredible Manager Cho.

Don't be ridiculous.

It's true, damn it!

It's true.

Aigoo.

Let's just drink beer.

It's true, damn it!

Come on in.

Don't sit there scaring the customers. Just go upstairs.

I'll take care of the shop.

We can't leave because we're curious.

About what?

It's your turn, Hyung.

What do you mean?

What do you mean it's my turn?

You guys really think this all happened cause of that song?

Ha! I don't believe this.

It's the 21st century in Cheongdam-Dong.

Aigoo.

It's not like Manager Cho has some kind of supernatural power.

♬ Who said that ♬

Stop! Stop! Stop! ♬ love is ♬

♬ beautiful? ♬

♬ Who said that love is beautiful? ♬

Let me look at this thing.

"Woman Outside the Window?" (song by Cho Yong-Pil)

"Who said love was beautiful? I'd rather you take that white hand and put me to sleep-" HEY!

No!

What are you trying to do to me, man??

Are you crazy?

What?

Wha-why, why?

Play something else!

W-w-w-why?

How about this one?

How about this one, "Love's Trap"?

"As If Shot by a Gun"by Baek Z. Young.

Are you crazy?

Then what?

Then...

"Tell Me" by Ji Mi-Ryeong.

What are the lyrics?

Tell me you love me.

I know you do.

Tell me that you love me,

forever.

Yes. Let's do that one.

That one.

♬Tell me that♬

♬you love me.♬

♬I know you do.♬

♬Tell me that you love me.♬

♬forever.♬

Yeaaa

the ending is good.

Oh, hold on.

Bills, I'm giving you bills.

Ah, yes.

Okay, hold on.

Hello, Honey.

You suddenly have something to tell me, you say?

Haha.. I know what you want to tell me, do you want me guess it?

That you love me...

Are you okay?

Do I look okay?

It hurts ...

Oh, honey?

Ah..it's nothing I'll call you back.

You were singing along so excitedly, and we knew.

What song?

What does singing have to do with it?

♬ Tell me that you love me♬

♬ How much, how much longer? ♬ ("Gga-ji" is a synomym for "scrape")

"Scrape?"

You were scraped.

Aigoo... Mr. Moo-Sung got it good in the end.

Unbelievable...

Now Bo-hee listens to this story.

We did not believe it first, but...

It just turns out that way, perfectly.

Yesterday, Moo-Sung.

He sang 'forever and forever' and his chin was scraped.

It's true.

So be careful, Noona.

You guys are the idiot Three Musketeers.

Oh geez.

Hey Manager Cho, tomorrow...

What's the filming schedule?

Why do you hide your guitar?

Because Hyung said never to sing again.

Is your song really that powerful, Manager Cho?

Huh?

I heard things happen as your lyrics.

No way.

Come on! Sing me one of your best songs.

But what if I pick the wrong one?

Oh come on, any song that you think of when you see me.

A song that suits to you?

♬ I would run to you ♬

♬ I would fly to you ♬

♬ to your heart ♬

♬ if I could come in ♬

Done?

Yes.

What is so good about it?

Running and flying?

What's so good about that?

Flying is not the kind of thing anyone can do.

A song guru? What bullshit.

Just adjust my shooting schedule tomorrow!

If you can't delay it this time...

Will it happen as the lyrics say again?

Chairman Chung: I have something to tell you...

Oh my.

Can we meet today?

She got a message from the Uncle who divorced her.

Why does he want to see me? Why?

♬ I would run to you ♬

♬ I would fly to you ♬

♬ to your heart ♬

♬ I wish I could enter your heart ♬

Why does she never pick up her phone?

She should tell her manager if she's gonna go somewhere.

Excuse me.

What now? What song are you going to sing?

Do you know where Bo-Hee went?

Noona?

She told me to delay her schedule and she won't even answer her phone.

She went out to see Brother-in-law.

Brother-in-law?

Yes, Chairman Chung of Yu-Ryuk Group.

This is the first time he asked to see her after the divorce.

She was running. Flying, almost.

Why did I sing that damn song?

He really misses Auntie.

So he sings again.

But...

What's the title of this song?

Who is singing that?

Manager Cho.

How dare he sing again?

Stop it, it's not a good time.

Bo-Hee Noona

went to see her ex-husband and now he's feeling so down.

But his singing is a weapon.

We need to understand these lyrics in order to prepare for what might happen.

This is not English, right?

Is it French?

Ah!!

Hello, Jung-Min.

It's me.

Hold on.

Do you know the title of this song?

Hold on...

Do you know it?

I think it's "Lascia Ch'io Pianga."

Okay, so...

What is that?

"Make Her Cry?"

So...

Who is going to cry?

I foresee misfortune.

My mother had some last words for you.

I know that you're busy, but I called you anyway.

What did she say?

Please never get involved with our family in the future.

That

is my opinion, as well.

This is a short story between the Three Musketeers.

Why can't you wake up?

Are you not feeling well?

I think it exploded.

What?

Hemorrhoids.

Again?

First, it's a story about Uncle Woo-Hyun's hemorrhoids.

Before it gets worse, if I use medicine from the pharmacy.

It will get better.

I will go buy it quickly.

Okay, thanks.

Can I help you?

Hem...

Hemo...

Hemo...

Um, are you not Korean?

CAN.. YOU.. Speak Korean?

Tooth paste.. tooth brush..

Dental floss..?

A nice toothbrush...

Why did you buy dental floss ?

The pharmacist was new..

Where is the medicine ?

She is very pretty..

So what ?

You didn't buy anything ?

I just could not say..

You could try other pharmacy.

That was the only place ,

that was open.

Whatever, I will go, then.

Ok! Oh my.

Yeah, if you can visit shortly, you should!

Yeah, yeah!! Which flight?

Okay, okay!

No worries, I just took a leave from work.

A car? Okay.

Yeah, yeah, I will come get you!

Okay!! Hang up!

Oh my god, Hyung!

My family is coming to Seoul!!

They are coming from the U.S!!

I am so happy!!

You came back.

What would you like?

Customer?

Give me Pas (plaster), please.

Of course.

Also...

Liquid Pas as well, please.

Also.. um..

I am sorry.. I really could not say anything..

I couldn't say "hemorrhoids" to a pretty woman.

But still, you jerk.

I am about to die.

because of a girl you will never see again..

making your hyung-nim this hurt..

She was really pretty!!

Hyung-nim!

I will be back, Hyung-nim. She is someone I will only see once anyways.

I will be back! Don't cry!

Ow.. !

I'm sorry. I'll get you proper medicine this time.

Stop talking.

This time for real...

You came again?

Um, he has hemo...

Really... how could I have hemorrhoids?

Give me.. the most expensive thing.

What?

Expensive, I said.

Hyung-nim? Hyung-nim? Hyung-nim?

Oh, my. You can see his suffering!

Shall we see an emotional story about this uncle?

Wow, this is a work of art.

You can draw really well!

You can have it.

Can I really?

I can just draw another one.

Come again.

He's a freshman in high school, but he draws way better than me!

You drew comics all your life and you admire a kid who drew better than you?

How frustrating.

What now?

Amazing.

Hello.

-It's been a while. -Yes, here.

- Why haven't you visited us? - I was a bit busy.

- Working long hours? - Yes.

Um...

What is it?

-You're getting married? -Yes .

- How old are you? - 27.

- And the girl? - 25.

She's really pretty!!

-Hello. -Yes.

He's getting married at 27. Look.

-Isn't she gorgeous? They look great together. - She is. Congrats!

Congratulations.

You don't have to come if you don't want to.

Why? We should. You're so lucky. I envy you!

Congrats! Be happy!!

Thank you!

She's so pretty. He got lucky.

What? - What do you mean? Why not just wear a sign around your neck that says "Pushover?"

A 47-year-old man getting so excited about a 27-year-old getting married... how great!

Well, good for him that he's getting married.

Gosh, he's so clueless. I ought to beat some sense into you.

And earlier he was stupidly ooh-ing and aah-ing over the drawing of some kid.

Aigoo.

Can't I even say something is nice?

So what if he draws better than me? He did.

When I draw well, I compliment myself, too. Wow, I did such a good drawing.

Yeah, but you don't do that often at all.

It's because there are many who draw better than I do.

But I think your drawings are the most impressive.

Thanks!

What are you doing now?

There are so many books I haven't read just piled up all over.

Take it easy.

Unni looks upset today, so watch out.

-Hello? -Is this Kim Woo-hyun?

-Yes, it is. -Hey, It's been a long time. It's Ho-shik, Moon Ho-shik.

- We went to Ga-Pyung Middle School together. -Oh, Ho-shik!

- Wow, it's been so long. - Hyung-Soo said he saw you around in Seoul, so I asked around for your number.

-Have you been living well? -Well, of course...

-Where do you live ? -Seoul. -Hey, Kim Woo-hyun!

Good for you, you must be successful. Which part of Seoul do you live in?

-Cheongdam-dong. -Seriously? Man, you're a lucky guy!

Let's meet up. I'll buy the drinks. Come on!

The dog-seller father knew his children were embarrassed by him

always got up early and took the dog for a walk without saying much.

The silent father running around the neighbourhood trying to find the dog was a sad sight that would not let me sleep.

In the end, Dad saw blooming flowers as he was coming home after losing the dog. He sat down, watched them and smiled like a child.

And his son came running to him, crying and watching him.

All those heart-rending stories...

This is Momo Publishing, right?

I'm calling for ask for the phone number of the author who wrote Dog Seller Father.

Oh, I'm a reader. I'd really like to say something to the author.

No, it's not something bad.

Yes, this book really tugged at my heartstrings.

-Woah! -Haha, you're unchanged.

Being so easily impressed.

Acting like he's never seen food before, wow...

From all the raw fish restaurants I've been to,

this one's the best. All the regulars here are politicians and CEOs.

Why are those people so special, anyway?

What about Woo-Hyun?

- He said there's this classmate reunion he was going to. - What reunion? He never attended stuff like that.

An old classmate called him this morning and said he'd treat him to a meal.

Gosh, what a foolish boy...

I bet he's gaping out there like a fool.

Oh. You've heard of writer Kim Kunsu, right?

The candidate for the Daehan prizes, the rep of our generation.

We're trying to get him to sign a contract with our publishing house.

If we get that writer, we don't have to worry about a profit for the next 10 years. And we'll become the number one publishing house.

- So did you sign the contract? - I'm going to.

So you didn't.

So you're still drawing comics?

Yeah. - You should try writing novels at your age.

We don't publish comics. Did you get married?

Would he have?

-What's up? -Where are you?

I'm meeting up with my friends. Why do you ask?

Gosh, this naive man.

You're babbling around and telling others how envious you are again, aren't you?

-Come home right now! -Okay, I'll be home shortly.

- Your wife? - Yeah... - Oh, so he did get married.

Is she controlling you?

I guess... - Well if you aren't capable enough, that's how you must live.

I know you must be receiving a lot of calls like this, but I really felt I had to personally tell you this.

I know I must be bothering you. I found out your number by asking the publishing house.

I really want to thank you for writing this novel, and thank you so much for answering this call.

And also for listening to my long and boring words.

Oh, I'm being so unnecessarily talkative...

Please continue to write. Yes, I'll hang up now.

I don't really receive such calls often.

Thank you so much, ma'am.

Thank you!

Where's Hyung? - Apparently he got a call about a classmate reunion.

Aren't his nicknames at school obvious?

I think one of them was Burst Dumpling.

That's so basic.

What about Kim Woo-hyun Wanted Criminal?

Hah, that suits him.

And you'd be Park Sang-hoon Warning. You get pushed around a lot.

Your nicknames are easy, because your name ends in "Sung."

("Sung" can be synonym for "sex") Sex disease. Sex harassment. - How dare you say that about my sacred name?

My "Hoon" is sacred, too! - No, your "Hoon" deserves to get hit.

- Why you... - Wanna fight? Huh? Let's fight.

For my middle school kid, I'm spending $3000 only on cram schools.

Hey, what special kind of lessons are those? $3000?

It's more expensive for the top students, man.

- What's the matter? - Hold on a second.

- What? - Moo-Sung... Moo-Sung...

- Stop crying and tell me. - He keeps hitting me... - Get Moo-Sung on the phone.

- Hey, why are you hitting your brother? He's making fun of my name!

Just stop it, okay? Bye.

Are those your kids?

- Um... - They must be young. - How old are they?

- How old could they be? Crying and hitting each other...

They must be little kids.

- If you keep doing that, I'll tell on you.

-This little son of a ..! -Get away from me!

It's because you wouldn't answer my calls.

No news of Writer Kim signing with another company, right?

- Look at him showing off. - This isn't the first time.

You look so impressed by it. Don't you have your pride?

But you got married too. Had two sons.

-Alright, bye . -What happened?

Did the candidate for the Daehan prize refuse your proposal?

Well, writers don't really answer their phones.

Hey, do you not answer calls either? - I...

-Hey! -That bastard...

I kept wondering if I should eat that delicious thing, and because I kept hesitating

it really became tasteless. What's wrong with me?

- If you're envious, you lose. - What am I losing?

What's the force driving all people?

The struggle to be better than others. That's why they study and work like crazy.

If you keep praising and being amazed by others, you're acknowledging your inferiority.

What way to live is that? Hyung, you keep doing this stuff.

That's why you're taken so lightly. Even your sisters

warn you so that you won't get eaten up by others.

And you're exactly the same. - We're just being kind-hearted.

Well, enough already. Mr. Park Sang-hoon Warning. - You wanna go again?

Dog-Poop, do you think I'm a pushover, too?

Do I get too emotional?

- Hello? - Sorry to ask, but...

Are you Kim Woo-Hyun?

Yes, that's me.

- The comic artist? - Yes, that's me.

It's been a long time.

Who is this?

I don't know if you remember, but 25 years ago, at Momo Publishing House,

we ran into each other.

Momo Publishing... oh! But how come...?

I was a new writer hoping to get published there.

I'd been struggling for 10 years, and my work was rejected at so many places.

And as I was wondering whether to call it quits

you encouraged me.

Me?

Do you not remember seeing my manuscript?

It was the first time I saw someone reading my draft so excitedly.

Seeing you smile, getting sad or feeling so much while reading it

it made me feel like I was a worthy writer for the first time.

You cannot imagine how touched I was.

It's so cool!

I really envy your skills.

That feeling has kept me writing until this day.

Every time I'm stuck, I think of your smiling face and keep writing.

I want to say thank you.

I've been thinking of that, but this lady called me today, and that call made me think I had to find you.

I didn't think it would be this easy. I'm sorry it took me so long.

I remember you.

The "Dog Seller Father." - Oh, you remember!

Yes, I remember... I remember!

Oh, that was so interesting! You published it, right?

I remember, I really do.

I knew you would succeed, really!

I'm getting teary-eyed.

Thank you so much for succeeding!

Thank you.

If I win the Daehan prize, I would like to include your name in my speech, Mr. Kim Woo-Hyun.

Would it be okay?

So... you're Kim Kunsu?

Is that you?

Thank you so much!!

Thank you for doing well!

This time, we have a story with Mr. Moo-Sung.

- Moo-sung! - Hyung-nim!

What? I have to get ready for work.

Come upstairs for a second!

Oh, you think I got time for that?

I need to get to work!

It's just a second!

My uncle and Mr.Sang-hoon, who were always taken lightly,

seem to have made a plan, right?

Dog-Poop can't go through this tire, so I asked him about it,

and he says it's too small.

It's obvious the opening is too small.

It looks more than big enough to me.

But this guy would bet $100 that he won't fit.

- If you try to pass through it, you'll really get stuck. - $100?

Well this is rubber,

so it would extend even two times its size.

If I fit in, will you give me $100?

You really won't fit.

If you make it through, I'll give you $100.

Your shoulders will get stuck.

Wow, you really don't know anything.

Do you remember me escaping that time?

I dislocated my shoulder and got out.

- But you suffered a lot because of that dislocated shoulder. - Suffer?

I'm a doctor, people.

Anyway, if I make it work, you have to pay!

I'm earning $100 today, how nice.

Don't change your mind after I do it.

Okay, I'm going to start.

My head is through. That's $20.

One arm is through. That's another $20.

- Pull it down! Ow!

Oh, look! Another $20. That's $60.

Okay, now I just have to pull my butt through.

Of course, Moo-Sung who loves bragging fell right in their trap.

Okay, watch me. One, two, push!!

Ah, my butt hurts. Help me get this tire off.

Going to work like this would really suit you!

You must feel like you're at the beach, Hyung.

-Please, no.. Hey!! (chuckling)

Please move just a little more...

Good morning.

Wait, which way should I spin it?

Oh, Dr. Choi. Did you have a car accident?

Why are you wearing a tire?

- Sorry, but can you help me? - Pardon? With what?

As you can see, this is my situation. Can you pull my zipper down for me?

One, two... now!

Please pull it down! Now!

- Ah! - I got it!!

That's it.. Ah!!

Aigoo.

Hello?

Yes, I'm sorry to bother you.

It's not really an emergency, but

Can you fix a tire?

No, no, it's not on a car.

I'll explain when I get to you.

Yes, yes. Okay.

Hello, I'm the one who called you earlier.

I'm stuck with this, hahaha.

Please wait right here.

I didn't put this on on purpose.

There was a pile of tires, and of all places...

How amazing, right? Exactly through there.

I was looking for my wallet and...

I see, so please sit here and wait?

You have to wait your turn, so...

Wait my turn?

When will you grow up? You're already a third grader, you should know better!

Sir, why did you get in there?

Sir, didn't your mom scold you?

Ahjussi, is that a tire?! So cool.

Why are these ahjussis so happy?

(cheering) Enough!!

I get to see a musical for the first time in my life!

Thanks to whom?

That's right. All thanks to me.

A doctor in my hospital kept bragging about going to see this musical.

So I secretly hoped he couldn't go.

Turns out, he couldn't go after all!

Then he gave me those tickets.

Why did I childishly wish that he couldn't go?

Because he's a jerk? - What did you say?

Of course not! Because he wanted to take us to the musical.

Ding Dong Ding~ (right answer)

That's how much I care about you.

I can't even sleep thinking of the musical!

Me neither!

Hey, what's so special about a musical, that you can't even sleep?

Force yourself to sleep.

But I don't think I can.

Are you up? Let's go see the musical!

But it's only 5 AM!

We should go wait there.

Wait 12 hours?

- Sleep some more. - But we can't!

You always sleep soundly... if you're bored...

Just go out and watch TV or something.

Shall we?

Stop. Freeze.

Stand against the wall. Spread you legs apart.

- What are these? - Hard-boiled eggs.

You can't bring food to a musical!

I'm confiscating these.

You need Sprite with eggs.

I said you can't bring food.

What is all this?

Aish, really you guys.

Are you magicians?

How did you fit all of this in your clothes?

That's right. When I applaud, you should follow suit like this.

You mustn't clap just anytime you feel like it!

I'm relieved to go with someone who has experience with musicals.

It's the first time for me, too.

Then how come you know so well if you haven't seen one before?

I looked it up. - What?

You're acting like a know-it-all after looking it up?

When did I act like a know-it-all?

I was just giving you some tips.

You did show off! Didn't he, Sang-Noon?

Yeah... (clapping)

See, it's all because of your acting like a show-off...

-Okay, let's go! -Let's go~

♫ This is Cheongdam-dong, where I live ♫

This is why people enjoy musicals.

My ears are still tingling.

At the curtain call, I welled up.

I was so moved,

I couldn't get up after it ended.

Liar.

It's the first time I became dizzy because of songs.

Musicals are okay, but not really my style.

Right? Too classy for us.

But wasn't the male protagonist

proposing to the love interest through song really cool?

That part I did like.

What a shame! -What?

♫ I missed watching my drama! ♫

♫If we go now, we could see some of it!♫

Then, let's go! (evil laughter)

Hyung-nim, what are you reading? - A medical book.

- Why? - Never mind.

- Hyung, are you working?

-Can't you tell? Why? -Never mind.

- Oh, by the way.. - WHAT?!

Well, it's nothing, I just...

as you know I like the lady from the pharmacy...

I want to try proposing to her like the guy in the musical.

But she said she doesn't like you.

But I'm going to try one more time.

Do it, it's okay.

But you guys have to help me.

In the musical, his friends were singing and dancing,

and then the lead man proposed.

You're crazy!

- You're telling us to dance... - And sing?

- In front of her? - Help me.

We don't want to. You can be humiliated by yourself.

Never.

♫ In the deep, dark night ♫

♫ Lonely, rapturous you ♫

♫ You know me,♫

♫ I'm a feisty man~ ♫

♫ I know it too, the wonderful you♫

♫ We'll introduce you to ♫

♫ Our good friend, a cool guy♫

♫ I don't know, I don't know♫

♫ Tell me more, tell me more♫

♫ Aren't you curious?♫

♫ Tell me more, tell me more, aren't you going crazy?♫

- Just wait a minute! - We'll stir your heart.

- You can close your eyes. Haha!

Ta-da!

Ta-da!

Aish.

What are you doing, it's your cue to come in!

We helped you, so why aren't you coming in?

Seeing it from the outside,

you looked so ridiculous.

I will hold him down... Aish!

Hey, come here!

Hey, you son of a...!

Now it's time for my mom's heart-rending episode.

Shall we experience it together?

Woo-hyun was once such a cute baby.

Everyone was a baby once.

You're looking at old photos a lot lately.

My unni's gotten old, too.

Oh, the pictures from this time always makes me tear up.

Such young things...

A lady

lost her grown-up son in an accident.

And at the funeral, no one's words could comfort her,

not even those of her husband or her siblings.

But there was a woman was wasn't even close to her

who'd lost her son a few years ago in another accident.

When she saw another lady who'd lost her grown-up son, just like she did,

she just burst into tears.

"This woman knows me."

"She knows how I feel."

So they just embraced each other and cried.

Whatever this lady said was comforting to her.

And she could believe in it. So, what is poetry?

It makes someone understand and provide comfort.

But how can someone with no scars make another feel better?

Of course, nothing else can be compared to the pain of losing a child.

But if you want to become a poet,

you shouldn't ever expect

a life without scars,

nor envy those who have it.

Scars are medals of honour in a poet's life.

Did you hear that?

So a life without suffering

is impossible to have, for a poet.

So did I suffer so much so that I would write poems...?

What's the matter?

Nothing. I just remembered something from my childhood.

It seems like the scars from your youth

have yet to be healed.

All right. Let's take this opportunity

to let it all out.

All the scars from your youth

that you never talked about.

Let's use this opportunity to bravely

help the crying child within you be happy again.

And treat these wounds

through beautiful poems.

So that

you can help others struggling with their own scars.

And make yourself feel better, too.

What other generation has more wounds than ours?

Born during war, raised naked in a harsh world.

Constantly trembling at the sounds of gunfire and sirens.

Seeing people around you die one by one.

Kids these days have no idea about the Korean War.

After the war ended,

because of post-traumatic stress everyone suffered,

we should all have been patients by today's standards.

We have plenty of food now,

but some people still hoard food these days, and have 2-3 refrigerators.

Isn't that true?

You two don't seem to know much about the war, do you?

We don't remember, we were too young.

That's right.

War?

We all banded together to survive.

At least everyone struggled together. That's not a wound.

Scars aren't that kind of thing.

No.

Noona? What's the matter?

I didn't even write anything yet, but I'm crying.

Write what? Why?

Have you heard the saying that in an older person's eyes, there is a crying child?

To live comfortably and stop being uneasy, I have to take her out.

It's about time I did, but...

When I even think of it, it makes me cry.

Stay away from her.

Kim Hye-Ja's mom. She has a disease.

Is it contagious? - Yes, they said it is.

Nasty little things.

Someone's mother is dying.

Someone's sky is falling.

Nasty little things.

I should have torn them apart.

I should have beaten them until they couldn't get up.

Why couldn't I?

Why did I just sit there?

You know how poor we were.

Our parents died when we were little and it was so hard.

Man, I really can't forget this.

When I was in fourth grade, they suddenly gave us a health check-up.

And you know they used to make us take off our clothes except underwear.

I think I know what you're gonna say. - What?

I was wearing hand-me-down underwear from Noona. It was pink panties.

My nickname was "Panty" for a while after that.

(chuckling) - Panty.

You think that's funny?

I really wanted to die.

Even with parents, there were a lot of people who were poor.

Our family had tough times, too.

Now that I think about my childhood,

It wasn't just being poor that was pitiful.

But being always put down and ridiculed for it.

- I feel pity for myself as a child. - Right?

That's what's pitiful. Feeling shame.

Aigoo, you poor kid.

If I could return to that time, I won't feel shame.

Me too, if I could go back, I refuse to feel shame.

Why feel shame? Walk proud. Stand tall.

I really wish I could return to that time.

If I could turn back time...

Wait, I can't. - What? Why?

Army.

You would have to serve in the army again. You don't want that.

That's true.

Unni! I'm hungry.

Unni! I'm hungry.

Unni! I'm hungry!

Hye-Ja.

Why do you cry so silently?

A child should sob loudly. Like this.

Please have some.

You know,

rice has become the cheapest thing in the world.

There is so much extra rice now that it even goes stale.

But Ahjumma,

why do you still keep coming here?

No matter how much I think about it,

you went through things that one shouldn't go through at such a young age.

You sitting over there

and thinking, Why won't the sun set already?

It should rise and set and rise already

so I can get old and die faster.

That you had such thoughts at such a young age...

But, Ahjumma.

You couldn't stand to see your little brother and sister crying.

You couldn't stand to see them starve, either.

Ahjumma, I know my heart hurt as a child,

but I don't want to hurt as an adult.

I never wanted to live

with a broken heart until I was old.

Ahjumma, breathe deeply.

Please cast me out, Ahjumma.

I'm fine now.

Please let me go now.

Scar.

Thanks to you, I learned sympathy.

I learned what compassion is.

And what affection means, as well.

So,

I became human.

However, please,

please do not return.