You Are My Spring (2021) s01e07 Episode Script

1
I can't reach Dr. Chase right now.
Can you…
Hold on.
Have you heard
of Nanum Jeil Church in Changbi-dong?
This is him?
The one who doesn't even have a name?
Hey, why did you pat me
on the head earlier?
Why did you pat me on the head?
It wasn't me who patted you on the head.
What?
Dr. Chase.
Can you hear me, Dr. Chase?
Are you okay?
Open your eyes. Dr. Chase.
He assaulted you. You should sue him.
Who are you going to call?
The higher-ups. We should have him
kicked out and take a drug test.
He could have dismissed you.
Not "dismissed." "Strangled."
-That's not important right now.
-Yes, it is.
Because if you don't improve your Korean,
you might be dismissed.
You might misunderstand a guest
and serve the wrong dish.
Let me make myself clear.
I'm totally against letting this slide.
I heard you.
Calm down now. And get back to work.
EPISODE 7
He just came back from hiking.
I ought to eat some food after hiking.
That's so funny. How come
you can't make your shows funny like this?
-How come you can't fly?
-I just don't fly in front of you.
-And I'm keeping my funny show from you.
-Good for you.
Okay.
-Leave.
-What?
So you're heading to Gangneung?
Yes. Are you free?
I'm not sure if I'll be of any help.
Does it have to be me?
What about Ms. Kang?
Ms. Kang?
-Ms. Kang.
-Ms. Kang.
-Fair-skinned Ms. Kang.
-Fair-skinned Ms. Kang.
-She has work in the morning.
-Ms. Kang.
She can come after lunch.
All right, then.
I'll go and do whatever I can there.
How's your stomach?
It's fine.
But you're still in a bad mood, right?
I feel much better.
Right.
It's hard to be happy in the morning.
Since breaking up with Jun-ho,
you haven't dated anyone?
No.
Don't be scared to date.
Not all breakups are as hard as that one.
If they were, everyone would look worn out
and wrinkled even before they turned 30.
Is it hard just for me?
Want to hear some exciting news?
You will never be able to
fall in love like that again.
And that's the exciting news?
What's the point of repeating?
Opening your heart
and giving him every piece of you.
That's not the only way to love.
You can avoid puddles
and prevent fires together.
It doesn't have to be suffocating.
It can be nice and comfortable.
You'll get to
experience that soon.
Add an extra shot to the IVL.
Yirgacheffe beans, a lot of whipped cream,
a half pump of syrup, and less ice.
I'll use this voucher.
And stamp my card here.
Come again?
IVL.
"IVL"?
-IVL.
-IVL.
IV… IV?
I'm sorry. Let me confirm your order.
It was an iced vanilla latte.
You chose Yirgacheffe beans.
An extra shot, a lot of whipped cream,
a half pump of syrup,
and less ice. Correct?
-Yes, it is.
-No, it was an IVL.
-An IVL.
-Let me.
-Do the dishes.
-Okay.
-Thank you.
-Thank you.
Next, please.
You're leaving?
I'll go get changed.
And I need to drop this off.
I must. The business is slow as it is.
We should cut down on rent.
You're sleeping over, right?
Hey.
If you closed the curtains,
at least turn on the lights.
What are you doing with your hair?
This is the secret to my silky hair.
Forget about using hot air.
I always dry it with cool air.
By the way,
do you have to turn on all the lights?
I feel awkward under the lights
without makeup.
How should I describe this?
"Your skin is so dry.
You look so old today!"
I can hear the lights yelling at me.
Okay.
You haven't eaten yet, right?
Are those dumplings?
How did you know
that I was craving dumplings?
I'm not sure. You only texted me
photos of dumplings four times.
I wonder how I knew that.
I like staying here.
Is it because you work at a fancy hotel?
I might stay here longer.
No comment on that?
Is that okay? You'll let me?
Just eat.
I see. You're just ignoring me.
Who are you?
What? Did you call me?
Do you want one?
Although I could eat more.
WARM WATER
What's this?
You want me to fill up on water?
It's warm water.
You dried your hair with cool air.
And you just sneezed.
Where are you going? I don't need more.
I rarely eat a lot, you know.
The cafe needs a hand,
so I'm helping them out.
I'm going to be alone again?
I've been alone the whole day.
Well, I'm okay. Take your time.
If I get bored,
I can stick my fingers
in the socket and enjoy the shock.
Do you have a mirror?
You should look in the mirror.
Why? I look pretty.
Eat up.
-See you later.
-Okay.
She's not going to stay here
only eating dumplings for 15 years, right?
A-ri, do you need anything else?
Since we're not busy now,
can you go through
the packages we got today?
And bring paper cups, straws, and syrup
on your way back and fill them up.
-Okay.
-Fill them up? Okay.
-Let's go.
-Okay.
-Here.
-Okay.
Where's the syrup? Where is it?
-Paper cups.
-Right here.
Be careful.
You should cut the tape on the box,
not your fingers.
Can't you see what it says here?
"Those who don't know
what an IVL is must shut up."
-The straws…
-I got it.
What happened there?
It's nothing.
That's weird. It wasn't there before.
It takes a while for bruises to show.
Let me take a look.
I was waking up a guest,
but he must've thought
I was attacking him.
He suddenly pushed me.
For a bruise like this,
he must've grabbed and bent it.
Are you okay?
It happened at the hotel.
The floor is carpeted.
You fell on the floor?
What did he do?
Did you report him?
Does your hotel know about this?
I didn't tell them
as it was a minor incident.
I was rushing, so I went in alone.
That's why it happened.
It's really nothing.
Nothing? How is this nothing?
He grabbed your wrist
hard enough to leave a bruise,
pushed you onto the floor, and choked you.
How is this nothing?
If you were shocked and hurt, you
should've seen a doctor or rest at home.
You should have at least told me.
You shouldn't be working here
with that bruise.
People might think
I did something wrong to you.
Are you acting like this
because you won my wrist the other day?
Because I hurt your wrist?
This isn't the time to make jokes!
Then, why are you getting so mad?
I said I was fine.
You got hurt.
And I'm so pissed off
at that guest I don't even know.
But I have no right to be mad
as we're only neighbors.
And it's weird for me to get mad.
I know that all too well,
so there's nothing I can do.
That makes me feel
so frustrated and stupid.
Happy now?
I didn't mean to slam the door.
It was the wind.
I know.
Wait here. I'll bring some ointment.
I'm fine…
How is it going there?
We just got out of the lunch rush.
How are Young-do and Da-jeong?
I sent them to get the syrup.
But I think they went
to Brazil to get sugar canes.
They are still not back.
I'm quitting today. Right now.
Why? What's going on?
The annoying couple is here.
Hello.
See? That scary lady isn't here.
Or that guy with bomb hair.
Right. Only the pretty girl is here today.
Hello. Is it just you today?
Yes.
Let go.
-What's wrong?
-Go play with her. I'll go.
-No.
-Why did you ask her that?
I was just checking
if that crazy pair was here.
It didn't sound like that.
Come on. Don't be like that.
You're the only pretty one here.
Look. They are all ugly. Look at her.
Please? Babe.
I think it's been ten minutes.
You should ice it
for at least the next two days.
I even get bruises from donating blood.
Some people have weak capillaries.
You have thin skin as well.
I'll do it.
You're not a doctor.
Only doctors can apply ointment?
Right.
That's news to me.
This is odd.
I thought you would
insist on applying it yourself.
That's the power of ointment.
In the movies,
no matter how scary the characters look,
when people apply ointment on them,
they let them treat their wounds.
Ma Dong-seok did that in The Outlaws.
So did Hellboy, Dr. Hollow,
Darth Vader, and the Terminator.
Darth Vader and the Terminator
are cyborgs.
They apply it on cyborgs?
They will rust then.
I wasn't just talking about ointment.
Have any friends in liberal arts?
I do. Seung-won…
Let's just say I don't.
Is it because I studied medicine?
This is the only thing I remember.
It's an old line.
"Does it hurt?
It hurts me, too."
Oh, dear.
Apply it twice a day
like I did for you just now.
I don't like this ointment.
It doesn't seem to apply well.
-Give it back.
-It's mine.
Don't get hurt.
You're broke now
since you lost
all of your savings on a bet.
You should at least be healthy.
Oh, dear.
-Stop copying me.
-Stop copying me.
-So childish.
-So childish.
-Kang Da-jeong is a dummy.
-That's cheating.
That's cheating.
-Young-do's a dummy.
-Young-do's a dummy.
What? That's no fun.
It is true.
-This is no fun.
-This is no fun.
-Gosh. Come on.
-Gosh. Come on.
Gosh.
Seventy-two.
That's the combined ages of you two.
This was a good way to learn
age is just a number.
I'll come find you
when my perspective of life gets too dark.
Okay. Please do.
Right. If you two are planning
to take things farther,
at least lock the door.
I don't want to walk in on you two
all tangled up as one.
No.
Do I want to see that?
What are you imagining?
Stop scanning us like that.
Don't picture it.
You dog…
Oh, dear.
Do you think I…
You too, Da-jeong.
So naughty.
What is she picturing right now?
What's wrong with her?
No way.
See?
She left after making me
feel like a pervert again.
TO SEOUL
-What about the cafe?
-Young-do and Da-jeong are there.
Don't you miss me?
I miss you so…
Some people don't feel safe
with their feelings.
People like that get scared
and do one of these two things
when someone gets too close.
They go into hiding to avoid that person,
or hurt that person
without even realizing it.
Then Ga-yeong is doing the former.
How can I make her feel safe?
You need to reassure her.
Instead of making her feel
you would die without her,
make her feel you'd be okay.
I'm on my way to the airport
for a fan meetup in Thailand.
I'll perform the best I can there.
You forgot this.
Right.
I was scatterbrained because of A-ri.
It's nice and cool here.
Let's have our beer alfresco.
It'll feel like I'm on a trip.
And I can say hello
to the pigeons I befriended yesterday.
She locked me up
and only fed me dumplings!
-I bet she didn't tell you.
-You told me not to tell him.
I didn't think you'd listen.
How could you not tell him
just because I asked?
What? This is… The pigeons… Goodness!
Ga-yeong…
Ms. Kang…
-Why…
-What's this?
Is that some kind of code between you two?
Why? What? You two…
How is… Gosh.
That was easy.
We got rid of him.
Don't just stand there. Come and sit.
Here.
I locked you up here? Did I?
Don't worry.
He doesn't believe what I say anyway.
By the way,
I guess you're not the curious type.
No questions for me?
How much longer are you staying here?
If I tell you my secret,
will I owe you a bit less?
If it's a secret,
wouldn't it be better not to tell me?
Whenever I go to Young-do,
he always scolds me.
"How many sleeping pills?
Are you getting therapy?"
After that, he only tells me four things.
"Good. I'm busy. Go now. Don't come back."
But I still go to him
because I want to check if I'm doing okay.
And that's because
when I wasn't okay, Young-do noticed
and saved me.
SEPTEMBER 2015, SEOUL
He didn't come
to my drama series wrap party.
So I went to him.
Why would I go to the wrap party?
Ahn Ga-yeong invited you to come.
I can only go if you go.
This is my only chance to meet her.
THOUSAND WON
Answer it.
I don't answer his calls.
"What a fine day. Not too hot."
"A fine day to hang oneself."
They are lines
from Uncle Vanya,
a play I did when I was in school.
Okay.
They just popped into my head
since it's raining.
I don't want to be
an actress in my next life.
What makes you say that?
My life is already a play.
It's ridiculous
I still act in front of the cameras.
You'll bring my coffee too, right?
-Of course.
-Thank you
for everything.
Excuse me.
MANAGER YEONG-BIN
What's wrong with her today?
She left her wallet, watch,
and key card to her apartment in the van.
She can't get in without this key card.
"A fine day to hang oneself."
Thank you for everything.
Get out.
What are you doing?
Get out of the car.
-Can't you just talk there?
-No, I can't.
Get out now.
What are you doing?
What is this?
Why are you getting in my car?
That's…
-What's this?
-I have a prescription for them.
You saved them up.
No doctors would prescribe
this much zolpidem.
Give them back. It's not your concern.
Yes, it is.
You came here to ask for help.
Who told you that?
Who said I came here to get help?
What are you doing?
Have you gone mad?
How could you dump them out?
Why should you die?
Don't die. You can live.
Let go of me. Let me go.
You can get better.
It's hard to believe it,
but you will be okay.
Let go. Let go of me!
You don't know how tough it is for me.
Tomorrow will be no different.
And the day after tomorrow, too.
Why are you telling me to keep going?
Please just let me die.
Let me die.
Please let me go!
Help me.
Help…
Help me.
Please.
Please help me.
You will be okay.
I'll help you.
I wanted to live,
and Young-do wanted me to live.
So we got married.
Others get a divorce
because their marriages fail,
but we got a divorce because it worked.
I got much better only after a year.
So you must be very grateful to me.
I got better after
going through the treatment
and set him free as a single guy again.
If you have any more questions, just ask.
Questions like…
"Did Young-do have feelings for you?"
"Did you have feelings for him?"
Something like that.
To answer that question,
I did develop feelings for him.
But he said that it wasn't the case
and that I was dependent on him
and it was some syndrome.
He made sure I didn't cross the line.
Any more questions?
How we divide our assets? Or alimony?
Well, ask me anything.
Are you
okay now?
Are you not hurting anymore?
It must have been really hard on you.
And I hope…
things will be a bit easier on you.
"It must've been really hard on you.
I hope that there won't be any more pain."
It means although they couldn't
embrace your pain,
they want to give you a warm hug
for overcoming those painful days.
It's the most comforting thing to hear.
-Yes?
-Hello.
I got your number
from Mr. Cheon Seung-won.
-We'll be launching a new show.
-I already turned that down.
Really?
Then is Mr. Seo Ha-neul not
joining the show either?
-Who?
-The veterinarian.
He said he knew you.
He's going to be on the show?
Ha-neul. Seo Ha-neul!
-Hey.
-It's you, right?
-It's been a while.
-Gosh.
-A wedding is a nice way to catch up.
-Yes.
-How have you been?
-It's the same.
-You've gotten handsome.
-Well, I've always been handsome.
OCTOBER 2015, GRAND HYATT HOTEL
So even Ahn Ga-yeong is getting married.
The groom must be crazy.
-I see a bumpy road ahead.
-He's a shrink.
At least, she's hot with a rocking body.
He can be her shrink now.
I heard she often loses it.
What a match.
Are you that jealous?
Are you annoyed that you're jealous?
Then, cry. Crying is
nothing to be embarrassed about.
What's embarrassing is to badmouth people
just to feel better about yourselves.
You must be upset to look like that
when they're good-looking.
You're lonely because no one likes you
when they are so loved.
Bored? Because
all you can do is badmouth them?
But that doesn't mean
you can shit with your words.
Weren't you potty-trained?
Who the heck are you?
I am
Young-do's great-grandmother.
Grandmother?
I'm a ghost only visible to those
with prejudices that pretty women and
rich men are the best marriage material.
Let's just go.
-The food here is good.
-Get the meal tickets.
Do you have a lint remover here?
No. But I have scissors.
Scissors.
Okay. Get back to work. Don't mind me.
Where's the coffee machine?
At the first-floor cafe.
-You don't have one here?
-No.
Okay. Get back to work. Don't mind me.
You're video calling me this time.
-I can have this, right?
-You can eat anything…
No. Not that.
You scared me.
You can eat anything else,
but not that. That cookie…
What?
Is it like a pet?
Do you have to water it and feed it?
It's just a cookie.
Young-do gives them out for free at his…
I see.
There's chocolate in the freezer.
We sell them at the hotel.
It's really good chocolate.
I also have eggs and cup noodles.
Since you have two,
I'll only eat one. That's okay, right?
No.
Hey. Hey!
Hey. No.
Ta-da.
I should buy some sweets
when I go down to buy coffee.
Don't mind me. Get back to work.
Bye.
Darn it.
So you're like that toy figure.
I have more useful hostages now.
BOOM, CLAP (WORKING TITLE)
You guys know each other, right?
Yes. Have you been well?
Hi.
But I don't remember him that well.
His name sounded
like a beach in the East Sea.
Right. It might sound like that.
I'm West Sky, Seo Ha-neul.
Hi.
Excuse me.
Have you been well?
Yes.
I remember that you run a gym.
-I do.
-I really need to work out.
-You should stop by.
-Pardon?
Sure. I'll stop by sometime.
When?
Pardon?
When will you stop by?
You must exercise.
If you don't, you'll die.
Yes. Right.
Gosh. I can't die.
Sometime--
When are you free? How about next week?
Late-night snacks much?
You can see that?
I can see dumplings right under your chin.
Two dumplings at that.
You've skipped four sessions
and been MIA for two days.
-And your muscles are MIA too.
-That bad?
Is your brain MIA too?
You went running
to your ex when you had
a problem with your boyfriend?
I was on the fourth floor,
not the third floor.
-Who's on the fourth floor?
-My friend.
As if. Why don't you just tell me
that you found a phoenix nest
or that unicorns exist?
I'm serious.
Her name is Kang Da-jeong.
She and Young-do like each other.
And she's my friend.
We can be the three musketeers.
What kind of nonsense is this?
Does she know that you're her friend now?
Well, if she doesn't, I can just tell her.
I'll give you five minutes.
Go upstairs and get your things.
Okay.
Hurry up. Run. Now!
Where's Ms. Kang Da-jeong?
She stepped out for a moment.
May I ask what this is about?
I want to talk to her in person.
If you leave a message,
I'll make sure she gets it.
Read it now. Come on. Hurry.
-Read it now.
-What is it?
Can I read it too?
"Please call me. From Ian Chase."
He took that long to write just one line?
-How long?
-For about 15 to 20 minutes.
There's nothing on the back?
Something doesn't feel right.
Why "Ian Chase," instead of "Dr. Chase"?
We're not on a first-name basis with him.
That's where we need to start deducing.
Hello. This is Kang Da-jeong,
the concierge manager.
Did I hurt you that day?
You don't need to worry.
It bothers me
that you're telling me not to worry.
It also sounds like you were hurt badly.
The bruise was only minor.
A good doctor treated me.
I want to formally apologize.
I know it wasn't intentional.
You had a nightmare, didn't you?
Yes.
Then, I know how that feels.
You get disoriented when you wake up.
Do you also have nightmares?
I had a lot of them when I was young.
Well, it wasn't serious.
In my dream,
I went to the house next to my home.
But I was back at my home.
So I would come out,
but I was back at my home again.
When I woke up, I was still there.
Well, it was something like that.
How is that a nightmare?
Back then,
I wanted to be
my next door neighbors' family.
That was way too personal.
I tend to feel uncomfortable in silence
although I can handle it better now.
I felt uncomfortable that you saw the part
I don't want anyone to see.
But your story made me feel better.
Thank you
for making me less embarrassed.
If it's okay with you,
I would like to buy you dinner.
Thank you, but it's okay.
Sorry for making you feel uncomfortable.
That won't happen again.
Okay.
It wasn't that bad, though.
I'll let you go. I know you're busy.
I hope you have a nice dream today.
DECEMBER 1992
Wake up. Come on.
Open your mouth.
It's strawberry flavor. You like this.
That's cold medicine.
He likes it. Not me.
Just drink it.
One more.
Hey, come here.
Come here.
Hurry up!
Don't look at him. Just keep on eating.
Where am I?
Where's my younger brother?
Where's my mother?
This is him?
The one who doesn't even have a name?
My name is Choi Jeong-min.
That's your brother's name.
Both of our names are Choi Jeong-min.
You brat.
You might share a spoon or a toothbrush,
but you don't share a name.
But we have the same name.
And you don't share toothbrushes.
Gosh. She must've only registered
the birth of one of the boys.
Get back to work. Stop being nosy.
Come on.
But look at him.
Look at the sparkle in his eyes.
Hey. You'll sell well.
Twins would have made a better sale.
So one of them is leaving today.
Everyone gets their own name.
Choi Jeong-min is your brother.
And you don't have a name.
But my brother and I are
both Choi Jeong-min.
And he's not even your brother now.
I want to call my mom.
And she's not even your mother now.
What do you mean?
Do what I say
and stay here like a good boy.
And if the clients like you,
then you can get a new mom too.
Come here.
I want more.
You're tiny. You don't need more.
Go.
Higher.
Here. Come. Come closer.
VICTIM: KIM MYEONG-JA
From here,
it's Detective Park's point of view.
But when he goes outside,
he looks back at where he stood
from the other side.
And from here, he moves away
from Detective Park.
So you're saying that Chase already knew
that someone else was following him.
But he never told us that.
Sir, I think this is the package
from Kim Myeong-ja's husband.
The one he promised you.
I never imagined this would show up here.
While I was looking into
Choi Jeong-min's suicide note,
I called Ms. Kim's husband.
He said another detective
came and asked about this.
His description matched Jeong-beom,
so I met up with him.
That's me.
What are you talking about?
NANUM JEIL PRAYER HOUSE
Everyone, smile.
-Smile.
-Let's take the photo.
-Closer
-Raise it high.
Hey, I told you to smile.
Show him some smile, for God's sake.
Don't you dare glare at me.
Come on. Stand closer. Yes.
Hey, you! You should be in the photo, too.
-Not him.
-Why not?
The more kids, the better it'll look.
Hey, you come here.
Run.
I'll take it now.
NANUM JEIL PRAYER HOUSE
Your dad won't return.
-You were abandoned, too.
-No.
How do you know that?
I can tell when he's lying to me.
My dad will come back for me.
He said he would.
I'm Ju Young-do.
What's your name?
I don't need a stupid name.
NANUM JEIL PRAYER HOUSE
-Have you been well, Dad?
-Yes.
I have been well.
Here's your food.
In his suicide note,
there was no motive
for killing Kim Myeong-ja.
Right. That's why
we thought it was a thrill kill.
If
this guy was Choi Jeong-min,
that could explain his motive.
I see. Because he was abused?
Something like that?
They were keeping the kids there
to sell them.
I doubt the kids were treated well.
And you thought it was a shady place.
But my memory is too old and blurry
to be a reliable source.
And if it's certain that
they were involved in illegal adoption,
it's more likely that this guy is
Ian Chase, not Choi Jeong-min.
If that's the case,
Choi's confession will be challenged.
Maybe he committed the murder
for his older brother?
It'd only make sense if Choi Jeong-min
and Ian Chase were
in touch for all those years.
But I didn't find any US numbers
in Choi's phone.
But how will we find out
whether the kid is Ian Chase or Choi?
You should get some rest.
-Are you done with your meal?
-Yes.
Let me take that for you.
-I should get going.
-Gosh. That went by quickly.
-Sorry you couldn't have lunch.
-I'll get something to eat.
-Get some rest.
-Okay.
It's been so long since we ate out.
I'm dying for that spicy tteokbokki.
We ate out yesterday too.
What does she eat
to keep her skin smooth like that?
Dumplings?
Does she only drink water?
She probably eats them with every sip.
Let's hurry, or we'll have to wait.
-Run.
-Okay. Run.
All right. Let's go
get your spicy tteokbokki.
Thank you.
TTEOKBOKKI
Two servings of Hell level, please.
Okay. Two Fiery Hells here.
FIERY HELL TTEOKBOKKI
Do you not have a tongue?
Or are your tastebuds dead or something?
No way.
I've had the bitter taste of life
countless times.
Shall we go?
-We'd like to pay now.
-Your tab was already paid.
Ours? Who did that?
The guy who ate alone here.
He ordered it
when he couldn't even eat spicy food.
He didn't even touch it. What a waste.
Here.
Let's go.
GRAND HYAT
Goodbye.
How was lunch?
Wasn't that Dr. Chase?
Yes. He checked out today.
All of a sudden?
You weren't informed
about this, either. Right?
No, not at all.
Do you think
it's because of what he did to you?
Because he's embarrassed?
Don't talk about our guest like that.
But at least, you won't be choked again.
MEDICAL COOPERATION CENTER
Thanks to you,
I was able to see the snow the other day.
It was beautiful, and I was so grateful.
But it's getting too hard for me.
I'm sorry I won't be able to keep
my promise to come see you.
The caller is not available right now.
The caller is not available right now.
I know you're home.
I'll be in front of your house.
Come out when you're ready.
Why are you so late?
Why are you here again?
I've been editing nonstop. I need a break.
But my house is too far.
I told you to move.
Hey, Young-do.
What's wrong with your face?
What's wrong with your face?
You have a fever.
Don't move.
Thirty-nine?
Let's go to the hospital. Young-do.
The chest X-ray showed an infiltration.
I used third-generation cephalosporins
and quinolones.
But your creatinine level went up,
so I adjusted the cyclosporine level.
So sit tight.
-Okay.
-Well,
can you put that in layman's terms?
"You have nothing to worry about.
I washed your blood with antibiotics."
I heard you're not coming back here.
Cut down on your outpatients.
Take care of yourself first.
Will do.
Thank you.
You should go too.
-No.
-Just go.
If I leave, Ha-neul will do this.
"Young-do. Gosh, Young-do."
He'll cry like this.
You still want me to go?
You should stay.
CLOSED UNTIL THURSDAY
DUE TO DR. JU'S PERSONAL CIRCUMSTANCES
Good evening.
Well, I can't say that it is
a good evening as you can see here.
Did something happen to Mr. Ju?
Do you drink?
Just a little.
I enjoy one or two cans of beer.
How good are you at handling emergencies?
Number one, good.
Number two, average, Number three, bad.
Number one.
I take such courses
regularly at the hotel.
What do your friends say about you?
One, a nutcase.
Two, a smart girl.
Three. You don't have any friends.
If I have to choose,
I would say I'm close to number two.
But I still have to ask
my friends about that.
My last question.
What do you think about Ju Young-do?
One. You really like him.
Two. You want to hit him.
Three. You don't care about him.
The choices are too extreme.
If I have to choose,
it would be number one.
We are neighbors. And he helped me a lot.
And my mom really likes him.
Mr. Ju is a nice person.
And it's not like I love him or anything.
He's a good person.
He was in the hospital.
He got antibiotics and got discharged.
And he should be between
sleeping or waking up at home.
It's the perfect time
to ask him how he's doing.
Yes, Ms. Kang.
Isn't this so unfair?
What's wrong?
You know everything about me.
You've been to my house.
And you're close to my mom.
You know how I grew up.
And you even figured out
what I didn't tell you.
You bought me soup,
came to Gangneung with me, and
did crazy things with me on a snowy day.
When you hear my footsteps,
you know that I'm home.
And if I step on a bar of soap
and fall with a big thud,
you would be the first to rush
to the rooftop to check if I was okay.
But why can't I do anything for you?
You scolded me for the bruise on my wrist.
But you didn't tell me when you got sick.
You were even hospitalized.
Right now,
I have no idea if you are alone
or with someone.
I don't know if you had porridge
or took any medicine at all.
Are you listening?
I'm asking if you are still sick.
Ms. Kang.
Then,
can you come here right now?
It's porridge.
What?
It's sludge?
Come on in.
What happened?
I just had a fever.
No adults get hospitalized over a fever.
I do.
You're very upset.
To make it fair,
I guess I should tell you about me.
Where should I start?
Should I start with my family?
It doesn't have to be today.
You're not well.
It must be tiring to talk.
No.
I think I need to.
As for my family,
I only have my dad. That's it.
We talk on the phone every weekend.
Our phone calls don't last long.
They last about 47 seconds.
"You're doing well, right?"
"Yes. What about you?" "Same."
I could tell when people lied
even when I was young
because everyone around me kept lying.
The nurse told me
it didn't hurt
when she was giving my brother a shot.
The doctor told my brother
he would get better
as long as he ate his meals.
And my father told me
I didn't have to donate my kidney
to help my brother live.
And I chose to be a psychiatrist because…
When I was an intern,
a mom brought her baby to the ER
because the baby was coughing.
But when they arrived,
the baby had stopped breathing.
And it was my first time…
to pronounce someone dead.
Back then, I couldn't even look at her
because I was crying my eyes out.
A few days later,
we got a patient who had taken poison.
It was the baby's mother.
If I had just told her,
"Ma'am.
It's not your fault."
I couldn't save my brother
or that baby's mother.
But when I was sick, someone saved me.
Someone donated a heart to me.
That's why you don't run…
or drink.
That's why you must
do your best to live as long as you can.
The survival rate for
heart transplant recipients after a decade
is about 50 percent.
But the rate would go up
for lucky people like me who received
a good heart and had a great doctor
to perform the surgery.
I'm telling you all this because…
Because I've come to like you.
When you like someone,
you make promises you can't keep.
"Let's be together forever."
"I'll always be by your side."
But
I…
So I was wondering…
How about we be friends?
All relationships come to an end.
For the lucky ones,
they end with marriage.
If not, with breakups.
But for some people, they end
as soon as their feelings are professed.
These feelings in their hearts
can't be shared or removed now.
And a good word like "friend"
becomes the saddest word.
For some people,
that's how their relationships end.
Is he my daughter's boyfriend
or her guy friend?
Why does everyone want
to be friends with me?
Am I a friend bot or something?
I shouldn't change it
since I want him to come here.
He might've failed
to realize his true feelings.
I've also come to like you.
I won't say that.
He just wants to be by her side.
Is it crazy to like someone
if you can't promise
to be with them forever?
Subtitle translation by: Won-hyang Son