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Duk-mi,

doesn't my head feel heavy?

It seems like your arm has gone numb.

No, it's not heavy at all.

Your head is lighter than I thought.

Thank you for sharing your secret with me.

I'm thankful too.

For being a person who I can talk to comfortably.

It's a secret that I've kept to myself for three years.

Now that I've gotten it out, I feel so relieved.

I know.

I'll lend you my ear again whenever you need it.

You've lent me your hand, and even your ear.

What shall I lend you?

Well...

I'll give that some more thought.

Can you write me a promissory note?

-Shall we go? -Yes.

Director Gold, I'll take you home tonight.

-You will? -Yes.

-How will you take me home? -We'll take your car.

How can that be taking me home?

I'll be driving my car to my home.

So? Does that mean no?

No,

I love it.

Let's go.

Didn't you say you would take me home?

We're here now.

It isn't your home yet.

Up to the front door then?

You want me to just leave?

What shall we do then?

Since we did something I'm good at last time, it's your turn tonight.

Something I'm good at?

You promised to do something I'm good at.

Whatever it is, it won't be easy beating me.

-Do you really think so? -Yes.

You'll see.

Ryan! Hello, Ms. Sung.

Hello.

This is Ryan, who lives upstairs, and his girlfriend.

He likes me a lot.

Si-an must pester you so much.

Oh, this is my mom.

It's nice to meet you. I'm Ryan Gold.

Hello, I'm Sung Duk-mi.

Si-an gets lonely easily so he likes company.

He's not a weirdo or anything.

Mom, you're making me sound like a real weirdo.

Ryan, Ms. Sung, goodnight.

Mr. Cha.

The damaged painting has been restored successfully.

Okay.

I knew it.

Knew what?

I wondered who Si-an took after to be so handsome,

and his mom is so beautiful.

I guess that's the power of genes, right?

Oh, you must've come here to see Cha Si-an.

Why don't you just go after him then?

Can I?

It's your painting, right?

You remembered these paintings?

Of course, I did.

You were extremely upset.

When grandpa got rid of them without telling you.

I wanted to find all of them, but it wasn't easy.

I think I'll be able to find a few more before the exhibition.

Mom, that guy in the elevator is the director of a museum.

He's very famous for his taste in art.

He suggested it first.

He said he liked your paintings and wanted to exhibit them.

Si-an.

I'm really grateful that you found these for me,

but I don't want to

exhibit these paintings.

This painting...

These paintings are--

I know.

I know, Mom.

I know what you mean,

but can you...

Can you just do it for yourself?

Can't you be selfish just this once?

No, I can't do that.

And I shouldn't.

Then what about for me?

Can you at least think about it for my sake?

Will you?

Let's eat something, Mom. I'm hungry.

I'll be outside.

I finally understand

why you got so angry at me

when I entered this room that day.

Back then--

I'm not trying to get an apology out of you.

I just want to tell you that I'm relieved

that I got the chance to know and understand you better.

And I'm the one who owes you an apology.

I'm sorry

for thoughtlessly judging

this painting at the auction house.

I didn't mean what I said.

I understand

because I know you well now.

Plus, you weren't entirely wrong.

What's your opinion about this painting

as a museum director?

It looks sad

and nervous.

Those bubbles could burst at any moment.

It's as if the artist tried to portray her reality.

Here's what I think.

I don't really feel nervous thinking that those bubbles might burst at any moment.

To me, although they're fragile,

they look like bubbles of hope that could fly up

at any moment into the sky.

Paintings can have different meanings

depending on how someone looks at them.

I hope you'll

also be able to look at that painting like that one day.

Can I finally

do what I want to do now?

What's that?

Oh, my goodness.

-Dad. -Eun-gi, get in here. Hurry.

Close the doors.

-Hurry. -Dad, what's wrong?

What's the matter?

-What? -Gosh.

Dad!

Hello.

-Who are you? -Who are you?

Dad.

What are you doing?

I'm brilliant at pretty much everything.

Day or night.

My gosh, how did a coward like you

end up losing all our money by doing business? Here.

-Water. Water. -Here's your water.

-Mom, who is this kid? -Oh, her?

-She's Duk-mi's colleague. -I'm a tenant.

You said you'll let me use Ms. Sung's room

if I ran away from home.

Who told you that?

That's my room.

How much does this mister pay?

Did you just call me mister?

I'll pay twice the amount.

Hey, it doesn't matter how much you're willing to pay.

-Can I just have three more scoops? -Three more scoops?

Eat four more scoops.

We're here.

Nice try. Don't you think it's a bit too late?

You should go home, Mr. Card Shark.

"Card shark"?

What's a card shark?

A card shark is...

Just watch the movie.

Drive safely.

Thank you.

Thank you.

EUN-GI

EUN-GI

What?

What's going on? Why is Hyo-jin there?

Why don't you ask her yourself?

Hello, Ms. Sung.

Ms. Kim, why are you at my parents' house with a suitcase?

Well, the thing is, I went home after I got off work and...

Mom.

Kim Hyo-jin, you dared

to go against my word

in front of Mr. Gold.

Do you still think of me as your mother?

Mom, let me explain.

It was very impressive.

You're my daughter,

so it's natural that you're so high in spirit.

But the problem is that you used that spirit to go against me.

Mom, that's because

I really wanted my product to become a huge hit

-for the fifth-anniversary exhibition. -Right.

So does this have nothing to do with Cha Si-an?

That's right. He has nothing to do with this.

Okay, fine.

You can go ahead with the exhibition.

But instead, you're going to have to live

without your car, credit card, and camera

until the exhibition is over.

Okay, I'll do that.

You also can't come home.

What?

Mr. Kim.

That means we'll be able to hold the Celebrity Collectors' Exhibition

if you let me stay here.

It's great that we'll be able to hold the exhibition,

but why did you choose to stay at my mom's of all places?

Isn't it the head curator's job

to make sure the exhibition goes well?

-What's your point? -Then,

you should let me stay here since I made it happen.

I think this room is cursed.

Only crazy people come here.

Hey, you used that room as well.

-I can't be as bad as you. -Hey.

Duk-mi.

What?

Mom wants you to come home on our birthday.

I think I'm going to be busy that day.

Really?

Okay, then. I'll tell Mom.

Okay, bye.

Mister, what time do you go to work tomorrow?

It's close to the museum I work at.

This audacity of yours

is very familiar.

Also, don't call me mister.

"Also, don't call me mister."

-Yes, Ms. Yu. -I'm sorry for calling this late.

It's all right. What's this about?

The catalog needs to be printed.

How are we supposed to introduce Artist Lee Sol?

Oh, that.

Leave it blank for now.

Do we revise it tomorrow?

Yes, will you do it yourself?

Yes, I will.

Also, we have the exhibition

mapped out for all nine pieces by Lee Sol.

Shouldn't we have a contingency plan just in case we can't find them all?

It won't be easy to locate the rest.

We still have some time left, so let's keep trying.

I'll do what I can,

so call galleries and collectors that you know as well.

Sure, I'll do my best.

-Goodnight then. -You too.

Since it all started from Lee Sol's painting,

I thought I might find an answer

if I collect all of her works.

But he used to make beautiful paintings.

Let's just hurry and find the other pieces.

Editor Nam, this is Duk-mi.

Could we meet tomorrow?

Where should we meet?

I'll call you tomorrow.

If you know about Artist Lee Sol

or about the whereabouts of paintings similar to these,

please contact me.

Hello, Director Gold.

-Oh, hello. -Did I surprise you?

If you haven't had breakfast yet, please have these.

I made some more while cooking for Si-an.

I'm not a good cook, but my sandwiches aren't bad.

Thank you. I bet I'll enjoy these.

This is actually an apology.

Judging by how Si-an was, I could tell he's been a nuisance to you.

He hasn't been that bad.

Now that he isn't living with his band members,

I think he's been lonely at times.

He's been asking me to come to Korea to see him.

I'm relieved to know that he has

a great friend like you as a neighbor,

so thank you for that.

Please don't mention it.

You must've been getting ready for work.

-Don't let me keep you. -Thanks.

GOLD LION

Ms. Sung.

-Yes, Director Gold. -Where are you right now?

Are you at work?

No, I'm still at home. I was on my way out though.

-Hurry on out then. -Sorry?

Where are you?

I'm glad you were still home.

I thought something was up.

-Something is up. -And what's that?

What's all this? Breakfast?

Cha Si-an's mother made this herself.

Really? Why?

To thank me for being friends with her son.

Is that so?

Could I take a photo first?

What's with all this glaring?

I was just looking at my handsome lion.

Because of the sandwich made by Cha Si-an's mom?

No, it's because you thought of me when you received it.

Thank you.

You got lipstick on your cheek.

I like things to be symmetrical,

so make it look even.

That's all for today.

INCOMING CALL CHA SI-AN

-Yes, Mr. Cha. -Ryan,

I'd like to ask a favor, which may be too much.

Say yes.

I'll hear what it is first.

I'd like to visit the museum with my mom,

but people might recognize me if we go during business hours.

So you want a private viewing after we close?

Yes, just this once.

I'll think about...

It's a one-time deal.

Sure thing. Thanks, Ryan.

I'm grateful too.

I should get back early from the print shop today.

You'll become a lucky fan today.

But I already am.

Rendezvous paper seems like the best choice for this piece.

Okay.

I'd like it in a higher concentration of blue

-and in a brighter tone. -Got it.

Duk-mi.

You didn't have to come here. I was going to head to your office.

It's fine. I had some business here anyway.

Your birthday is coming up, so what would you like?

What should I ask for?

Ask away. Your wish is my command.

Nothing too expensive though.

I know what I want.

The original photo of Director Gold

that made the cover of your magazine.

You must really like this guy.

All right. You can even have those that didn't make the cut.

Really?

Are you making the catalog for the exhibition?

Yes.

Editor Nam, I wanted to ask you something.

-Yes. -By any chance,

have you heard of a painter named Lee Sol?

Lee Sol?

Given the unique name,

I would've remembered if I had heard of this artist.

Then do you know an artist with this style and these techniques?

You check exhibitions for rookie artists too,

so I thought you'd know.

Hold on.

I think I've seen this style before.

-Really? -Yes.

Actually, I'm sure of it.

I've seen paintings like this before.

Gosh.

-Darn menopause. -Please let me know if you recall.

I will.

-It's this way. -Thank you.

I finally remembered.

It was during my senior year in college.

I don't remember her name,

but there was a freshman that caught the eyes of all the professors.

HANGUK UNIVERSITY GRADUATION PROJECTS

I heard she went to study abroad after graduation,

but I've never heard any news of her debut.

There were rumors about her giving birth.

These paintings seem similar to hers.

Did you say her name was Lee Sol though?

GONG EUN-YEONG, CLASS OF 1982

-Dad. -Yes?

What's love?

Love?

Love seems to be so difficult.

Geon-u, have you been in love?

With Na-yeong in Class Yellow.

How does Na-yeong feel?

Does she love you too?

She likes an older boy in Class Blue.

He's tall and good-looking.

I guess I should apologize.

Geon-u, can't you like a different girl then?

It doesn't work that way.

Today, I fell on the ground in front of her

on purpose.

Like this.

Because I feel happy when Na-yeong laughs.

Dad, this is love, right?

Goodness.

You're better than me.

Here, drink this.

Oh, this is my mom.

It's nice to meet you. I'm Ryan Gold.

GONG EUN-YEONG, CLASS OF 1982

They might just have similar painting techniques.

But if Lee Sol

is Cha Si-an's mother...

-Mr. Kim. -Yes?

Before you go home tonight, bring Lee Sol's restored painting

-from the storage room to my office. -Okay.

Director Gold.

Do you plan

on looking at Lee Sol's painting with Cha Si-an and his mother?

Yes.

I think the museum date is an excuse.

He's probably just coming to see that painting.

What's wrong?

Well...

It's nothing.

Ryan. Ms. Sung.

I'm sorry my son keeps bothering you.

It's not because Mr. Cha asked, but it's for you.

Your sandwiches were so delicious.

When did you eat it?

I brought him some in the morning.

Those are very special.

-I heard this is Jeon Yong-hwan's work. -I see.

How about

you explain it to me?

It's difficult for me too.

-Mom, stay here for a second. -Okay.

Ryan.

-Do you... -Lee Sol's painting?

-Can I see it? -I have it in my office.

Let me use the restroom.

I'll show her the way.

Are you okay?

Yes. It's been so long since I last saw that painting.

You're Lee Sol, aren't you?

I saw a painting similar to Lee Sol's work

in an art thesis book from a university.

And I saw a picture of you next to it.

No.

I'm not Lee Sol anymore.

It's a name that I failed to protect.

It's a painting that I failed

to protect.

I don't deserve to be called by that name now.

I don't want it to be known.

Do you understand?

Yes.

Do you think we'll be able to find all nine paintings?

I really hope I can find all of them.

My employees are trying their best to find them. And I'm doing so too.

By the way,

my mom might ask you a favor in secret.

What favor?

My mom doesn't like

that I'm exhibiting Lee Sol's paintings.

So you should persuade her.

Why is she against it?

Actually, I wanted to do this for her.

To make her dream come true.

I want to give it back to my mom.

The name, Lee Sol.

My mom has some hurtful memories about those paintings.

Son.

Yes.

Mom.

Son.

Stop bothering Director Gold.

Director Gold and Ms. Sung have to go home too.

Thank you for today's tour, Director Gold.

Let go! I'm not your mom.

Oh, this is my mom.

Son.

Am I disturbing you?

You can tell me if you want to be alone.

I'm okay with that.

Director Gold.

You know, right?

Duk-mi,

how do you know?

I found out by coincidence.

It feels a little weird.

I tried so hard to find her

for the past three years, but I couldn't even find a clue.

But she suddenly showed up out of nowhere.

It doesn't feel real.

It feels like a lie.

I can't seem to

wrap my head around it.

If you don't want to talk about it right now,

you don't need to.

Tell me if you need time to think alone.

Would you like to do that?

It's

ten right now.

So I'll give you 12 hours until tomorrow morning.

It'll be hard, but I'll try my best to give you space.

I'll see you tomorrow morning.

I saw someone painting that.

Before I became Ryan.

When I was Heo Yun-jae.

Mom.

Lee Sol.

She's probably someone I know.

I want to give it back to my mom.

The name, Lee Sol.

Son.

She's probably

my mom.

Even if you say you're okay,

your heart isn't.

It can't be okay.

Are you here for a drink?

Seon-ju's never around when you need her. Don't you agree?

The same goes for you.

You're not around when I need a friend.

Should I cancel what I said for a short while?

How about we go back in time?

What do you want for your birthday?

Let's buy gifts for our parents starting this year.

I was born way too pretty thanks to them.

Okay. My gosh.

-Eun-gi. -Yes?

Have you ever been curious about your dad?

-No. -You liar.

How is that possible?

Even if it's a lie,

I'm going to keep lying until I die.

I'm not curious at all.

Why not?

I lived fine without him.

If I start getting curious, it'll seem like I miss him.

Isn't it natural to miss him and be curious about him?

Yes, it's natural.

But why isn't he curious about me?

Why doesn't he miss me?

I'm sorry.

And I couldn't predict how I'd feel.

I'd get annoyed if I found out that he's not doing so well.

But I'd also get annoyed if I found out that he's doing fine.

I tried to think about which might be better,

but I erased it from my head because it got complicated.

Why didn't you ever tell me this?

-I felt sorry. -For what?

Mom, Dad, and you

treated me so nicely and gave me everything I ever needed.

So it felt like an act of betrayal to talk about my biological dad.

Eun-gi, you idiot.

Do you really think my mom and dad won't be able to understand you?

Exactly.

That's why I'm just an idiotic Eun-gi,

not a man.

Hey, wait.

Are we no longer back in time?

No.

Then I'll be off now.

Okay, bye.

Eun-gi, you idiot.

You're my friend whom I spent my entire life with.

It was nice to see you again.

Are you familiar with Lee Sol's work?

I found out by chance that you owned one of Lee Sol's pieces.

By chance?

Can you

keep this a secret? Ryan.

Hi, I did.

Can you get the bill?

This isn't a coincidence. It must be fate.

Hey, Ryan.

It's too late. Let's talk next time.

There's something I forgot to tell you earlier.

He wanted to be alone.

MOM

-Yes? -Duk-mi, are you home?

Alone?

Yes.

A grown woman shouldn't be home alone at night.

You should be with Director Gold.

Forget it. That's not my place to meddle with.

Anyway, Eun-gi says he's busy

on your birthday this year.

-Did he say that? -So,

you should spend it with Director Gold this year

and give me a break.

Sure, you should get one

since you've been cooking my birthday meal for 33 years now.

I'll treat you to a hotel buffet this year.

Actually, I'd like to know when Director Gold's birthday is.

-Why do you ask? -I may not have to cook yours,

but I should make his.

And could you also ask the time he was born too?

I'm hanging up now.

That little brat.

I was going to ask

the fortune-teller about their compatibility.

That's not necessary.

It's obvious that they're meant for each other,

just like you and me.

Don't even say that as a joke.

Director Gold might not know when exactly he was born.

Why not?

He was adopted.

I heard he was adopted to the States as a little boy.

Adopted?

I'm glad he grew up to be a decent man.

What a relief.

I'm sure he was raised

by amazing parents.

Right?

There are many nice people in this world.

-Hello? -This is Director Nam.

Of which gallery?

I'm the director of Choikang Judo, Nam Eun-gi.

Oh, you.

The loser?

Look who's talking.

I'm not the loser who vomited after getting drunk.

To what do I owe this pleasure?

-What are you up to? -I'm working.

You're working after moving on from Ryan?

I might have moved on, but we still have a relationship.

The friendship between us might actually last longer.

Don't drown in your sorrows for too long.

They say that it's better to be single anyway.

It sounds like you're enjoying my situation.

I wouldn't say that. I just feel less lonely.

It's like having a comrade.

Call me if you'd like a drink. I'm happy to return the favor.

I'd love nothing more than to get drunk, but I won't.

I don't want to ruin what you're working on either.

I should think with a clear head anyway.

Sure thing. Good luck then.

All right.

Friendship?

SUNG DUK-MI

Knock, knock.

This is a bit late for a wake-up call.

Could you open the door?

What?

Duk-mi?

It was so hard to wait for 12 hours, so I had to cave in.

I'm glad. I nearly caved in first.

I should've held out a little longer then.

You held out enough.

Have you had breakfast?

Even if you have, say that you haven't.

What?

Waiting and wondering burns a lot of your energy.

So you caved in because you were hungry

and not because you missed me.

You know what? I'm full. I'm done eating.

No, go ahead.

Have I ever told you

that you look stunning when you're eating?

Aren't you going to ask

about me and her?

You told me before

that I shouldn't make any hasty decisions about Eun-gi.

You shouldn't make a hasty decision either.

Just don't forget that you have someone on your side.

All right?

I had coffee. An espresso, actually.

Rinse your mouth then.

Ms. Sung.

Here are the estimates regarding the new exhibition merchandise.

Considering the demand as well as the production cost

and the selling price,

the target customers will mostly be women

in their mid 20s to late 40s.

That being said, a reasonable price would be around 25,000 won per piece.

I'm the daughter of the head of TK Group.

Economics is a required subject I learn.

Good job. Ms. Kim, could you do the same

for the catalog and the postcards too?

Sure thing.

-Hello? -Hi, Ms. Sung.

Cha...

How can I help you?

If it's okay with you, could we meet in private?

Just the two of us?

Hello, Ms. Sung.

I know you're busy, I'm sorry for showing up like this.

It's all right. I would never miss a meeting with you.

It's actually about Ryan.

Director Gold?

I think he's upset because of the exhibition.

I wasn't trying to fool anybody,

but it turned out to be that way.

I'm sure that's not it.

He wouldn't get angry over something like that.

-Right? -Of course.

Actually, I wanted to participate in this exhibition for my mom.

She injured her hand in an accident before she gave birth to me,

and that ended her career as an artist.

An accident?

Are you okay?

The only pieces that she painted as Lee Sol

were those of the bubbles.

But my grandfather threw them all out

so that she could move on.

It really tore her apart.

Her paintings were the only memories she had left,

so it broke her heart.

She has always been my fan,

so I want to be hers this time around and make her dream come true.

I'd appreciate it if you helped me

fulfill her dreams.

Sure.

That's great.

I'm putting my trust in you, Ms. Sung.

What do you think?

ART DIRECTOR RYAN GOLD

The concept seems fine.

It's more intuitive like I mentioned before.

I guess you got out of your slump then.

A genius like me never goes through a slump.

You know I'm a top media artist, Choi Da-in, right?

Of course, you are.

All right, talk to you later.

Mom, look at this.

LIST OF ARTWORK FOR EXHIBITION

Hello?

Yes, hello.

Why did she draw nine paintings of bubbles?

LIST OF ARTWORK FOR EXHIBITION

Viking ride,

amusement park?

Bubbles,

children.

She always had things Yun-jae liked

in her mind.

What is it? Is something wrong?

Your mother called me earlier.

She reminded me that your birthday's coming up.

Gosh, what is wrong with my mom?

She told me that you're planning on having dinner

with your boyfriend that day.

But I didn't hear anything.

Do you have another boyfriend, besides me?

I just didn't say anything because I didn't want to bother you.

I had my own plan too, you know.

How could you not mention anything about your birthday like that?

You even left me alone for ten hours yesterday.

You said you wanted to be alone yesterday.

I even went an hour earlier today to say hi.

Still, how could you not call or text me all day?

Gosh.

Fine. From now on,

I'll never leave you alone no matter how much you insist.

I'll even follow you to the bathroom from now on.

-Really? -Don't regret it.

That sounds good.

Oh, your mom asked me about the date and time of my birth.

What was that for?

Well, I guess she needed that information for something.

Why does she need the time for?

My mom is into fortune-telling.

It's probably for our compatibility.

I mean, it's just for her curiosity for Eastern philosophy.

I know what compatibility is too.

My mom tends to get ahead of herself.

What should I do then?

I don't know the time of my birth.

Director Gold.

When do you

celebrate your birthday?

September. The day I was adopted.

Aren't you curious about your real birthday?

Shall we find out when your real birthday is?

It's a name that I failed to protect.

It's a painting that I failed

to protect.

I'm not asking you to forgive her.

Once you meet her,

it may be harder to understand, and it may even infuriate you more.

Still,

you should meet her in person.

Even if you say no, I'm always on your side.

I can get revenge for you too.

Like this.

Is that it? That seems a bit too weak.

It's too weak? Then...

Like this.

I'll tell you after I meet her.

Last night, I thought about

why I cried

when I first saw that painting.

Mom, look at this.

Mom, did you see that?

It was happiness

and yearning.

Those were the emotions I felt when I saw that painting.

I know it could've been a momentary emotion.

The fact that I was an abandoned child remains unchanged.

Still, I want to move forward now.

I even have a person who will hold my hand and walk with me,

although it won't be easy,

I'm sure everything will be okay.

Director Gold.

Did you come to see Si-an?

He hasn't come home yet.

I need to show you something.

It's for you, ma'am.

Although fragile, bubbles symbolize the blooming of hope.

Bubbles symbolize a child's toy.

And someone gazes at those bubbles with affection.

Si-an told me

that you also like Lee Sol's paintings.

I heard that's why you suggested that he participate in the exhibition.

Director Gold.

There's a favor I'd like to...

By any chance,

do you remember

the name, Yun-jae?

I'm Yun-jae.

Heo Yun-jae.

And someone gazes at those bubbles with affection.

These paintings

show a mother's love.

Are you okay? Where are you right now?

Director Gold?

I'm sorry for making you feel uncomfortable all this time.

I'm really sorry.

I guess I was right all along, Ryan.

If it's hard to be here as Heo Yun-jae,

just think that you're here as the museum director.

You can go back if this is making you feel uncomfortable.

-Yun-jae? -Why did Duk-mi mention that name?

It's Director Gold's Korean name.

Can you show me

your last painting?

Ms. Lee Sol.

Subtitle translation by Seul-ki Kim