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Excuse me.

Me?

Damn it. It's so noisy. I can't sleep.

-I think you're missing something. -What do you mean?

Drums. You need that for it to be music.

You know this song, right?

Tommy Emmanuel?

It's my song. The title is "Watch Out for Boomers."

It's a good title.

What?

Would you like a cup of coffee?

Why?

Kids nowadays don't even approach music the way we used to.

Oh, so you're in music.

No, I'm not.

I actually liked that performance earlier.

That's because you don't know music.

That's true. I just make coffee. Do you like the coffee?

Well, it's not bad for a free cup.

Take care.

Goodbye.

EDAE COFFEE

EPISODE 11: LIGHT AND NOISE

Come again.

-You want me to come back? -Yes.

-I didn't even pay. -I'm sure you will when you come back.

I have money.

I guess the coffee wasn't to your liking.

That's right. Yes.

Then don't pay next time, either.

I'll accept your money when the coffee becomes worthy.

Okay then.

This is how you steam and then you extract it by pushing this down.

This has the boiler underneath.

-Oh, it's underneath. -Yes.

-Oh, hello! -Welcome.

-What brings you by? -Do you know them?

Yes.

I can watch the counter. You should go over there.

-Would that be okay? -Sure.

How can you leave without even saying goodbye?

I'm sorry.

How does it feel to work at a place like this?

It feels like I leveled up?

You've made the right decision. You need the space to grow.

Is Mr. Park doing okay?

-He's been-- -Very well. He's doing well.

Seeing someone besides Mr. Seok stand next to you, it's…

A sight for sore eyes? It's nice.

My goodness, we're keeping you here while you're meant to be working.

I can't really leave my post for too long. These are our signature menu items. Enjoy.

-Stop by the counter on your way out. -Go, go.

Thank you for the drinks.

Isn't he doing too well?

-His face is glowing… glowing… -His face was always glowing.

Back then, I found it worthwhile even through the chokeholds.

Kids nowadays don't know how to collaborate and have no desire to.

Too bad, huh?

-It seems like they think it's too easy. -It's because they all lack discipline.

Seok-pil, even in that outfit, your spirit is alive and well.

What should we do with you?

-What? -Bro. Pull yourself together.

-Are you going to live like this forever? -What's wrong with living like this?

Times have changed and you're still talking about that drummer…

-Are you just going to do nothing? -I'm doing stuff. I am.

What are you doing?

Forget it.

So, are you going to join me or not?

In that outfit?

-What's wrong with it? -Why did you cut your hair?

-What about you? -I don't do anything.

-You said you were. Stuff. -Let's stop this. I'm tired.

What we did back then, it was just noise.

-A past that I'd like to erase… -Hey, you shouldn't say that.

Forget it. Just forget it. Let's leave.

-Did you like the coffee? -Yes, I enjoyed it. It was so good.

I wasn't crazy about it.

It's six dollars for one cup, taking off the cup he wasn't so crazy about.

I apologize. He's normally not like this. Let me pay for both cups.

I'll pay.

You?

What? Wait for me outside. I'll join you after I pay.

You don't have to…

I'll stop by again if I'm ever in the area.

Take care.

-Put it on my tab. -We don't do tabs.

Just leave me a phone number.

You can take back your ID.

Come again.

Is he a regular?

Recently.

It is. It is him. Baek Jong-gil…

Look.

This man was the man that was here?

Yes, the vocalist and guitarist for Dead Seed, a black metal band.

Metal? You listen to that, too?

Why not?

-He's no longer performing? -It isn't by choice.

Why?

The drummer died in a car accident.

He totally withdrew and hid from the indie scene after that.

He couldn't find a new drummer.

He didn't want to.

They said they took a step toward the pitch-black darkness

they were searching for,

but they no longer had a reason to continue.

Do you mind if I sit here for a moment?

I'm in the middle of something right now. Come back later.

You're Baek Jong-gil of Dead Seed, right?

Yes, I am.

Can I ask you for an autograph?

We barely got any of those.

I'm a fan. My name is Kim Joo-hee.

Do you write poetry?

They're just doodles.

Thank you.

How was the coffee today?

It was too bitter.

Goodbye.

-Happy? -I am.

So noisy.

I guess this thing can go off.

Yes?

What?

Okay.

-He's here. -Okay.

I'm not someone that would run away over six dollars.

I'm a businessman too.

Where should I start?

Cleaning? Dishes?

Can you see if that kid has any potential?

Tae-hyun, say hello.

Hello.

-Did he write the song himself? -It's "Gather the Shells."

Oh, so this is that song.

He never had any lessons and they called him a prodigy.

-I see. -Right?

Prodigy.

Can I see the guitar for a moment?

Can you play what I just played? No pressure. Just take it easy.

Mom…

Oh, are you crying, my son? Don't cry. Why are you crying?

-What's wrong with him? -It's okay. It's okay. Stop crying.

-Wait, sir. -Yes?

Please, take Tae-hyun under your wing.

Mom?

I've been looking for a ruthless teacher.

But can you promise me that you'll push him rigorously?

Whiplash was a film that defined my life.

What's wrong with them?

Ma'am. Do you want to listen to my story?

What in the world do you think you're doing?

I took time out of my busy schedule to come all this way

and you introduce me to someone like that?

This is coffee from Tarrazu, Costa Rica.

I don't owe you anything anymore, right?

That's correct.

This is coffee made from beans that went through the honey process.

It has a subtle, fruity acidity with a strong sweetness.

A coffee with a lasting impression. Take your time and enjoy it.

So you were pitying me…

What do you mean?

You strive to be a kind person, don't you?

Central American coffee beans tend to have inherently weak profiles.

But that weakness led to an interest in experimental bean processing.

The honey process is one that reflects that interest well from Costa Rica.

At the end of the day, coffee is coffee.

Seriously, what's wrong with you? Are you a human breadstick?

That's right. The honey process

is just the pulped natural process from South America, renamed.

It's just coffee at the end.

Even with music, I hate those that just copy others.

But the Costa Rican farmers

didn't just replicate the process, they further broke down the steps.

From white to black.

With a great variety of flavors and an easier name.

That's how the term, honey process, became colloquial.

You're paying me back for what I just did to that kid, right?

Making me feel small by showing off knowledge.

You really don't get it.

Making a kid run scared isn't the same as trying to work it out.

-Ma'am, you have quite a temper. -I'm not "ma'am," I'm a regular!

Anyhow, from now on, all coffee good or bad will be free.

Feel free to stop by whenever.

Do you want me to upload a pic on social media with a story attached?

That's what you're after, isn't it?

I've never once served you coffee out of pity up until now.

But now, I guess I should start.

See. Now, you're showing your true colors.

You're all the same.

You're allowed to pity those that have willingly given up, aren't you?

What brings you here?

I don't have any business with you.

You have a talent.

-I don't have one of those. -You do.

A talent that takes you from low blood pressure to high.

It's not the first time I've heard that.

Just do it.

-What? -Music.

No.

Can't you make a song for the friend that you lost?

Isn't that the proper thing to do?

You have already wrote down all the lyrics.

No matter which way you look at it, it's a bit…

There's something definitely wrong with this picture.

That's true.

My goodness.

Ms. Min.

Mr. Park.

It must have been tough for you.

Not at all. Have you been well?

You know,

I can't live out my natural-born life because of my one son.

-Mom, I'm old enough-- -You're old enough to know better, punk!

Oh, you have customers.

-Excuse me. -Don't mind us, ma'am.

Okay.

Whatever this punk Gi-jung said, my promise still stands.

Just focus on making tasty coffee for a long time.

Go on!

I apologize. I'll lead an honest life from now on.

-You should have a cup of coffee. -Unfortunately, that will have to wait.

This damn punk spread so much crap everywhere,

there's not enough time in the day!

Mom, I was just trying to do something well--

You think anyone can run a business?

Oh, excuse me.

You must think it's easy because he's been here for 20 years.

Okay, that's enough. Come on.

You think the world is that easy? My goodness.

-Until next time. -Take care.

-Goodbye. -Take care.

Do you think Go-bi would come back if he knew about this?

He left without even knowing that it was going to close.

Was he always so ambitious?

It's not such a simple issue.

Mister.

-Should I reach out to Go-bi? -No, don't.

I came to repay the coffee I owe.

Mom, I got the car out. What are you doing here?

No idea, punk. Hurry up and get in here.

Who? Who are you?

Coffee without sugar

Was nice after drinking it a while

It seemed like a sophisticated person For some reason

Only, the nights have become longer

And time, I must endure by myself

The lonely times have increased

Even in a world without you

I was able to live

There were a lot of days That would've been

Disappointing if I didn't see you

Only, I'm on the road

Following the beat of the footsteps

And singing along

What should I do?

With no way to fill them up

All these empty days

I just stack up

The regrets one by one

With an empty cup of coffee

The morning closes

When we meet again

Wash your face well

While looking at your bare face

I have a lot to say

While looking at that face

I have a lot to say

Mr. Park.

-Mister. -Huh?

-Never mind. -Is it a new trend?

Stop smiling, you look sadder.

Thank you for the great opportunity, Mr. Uhm.

I've kept you long enough. You're busy, you can get back to it.

How is it?

It's nice.

What is this? Why is this so good?

Should we try making an affogato?

It's a holiday tomorrow, are you doing anything?