Executive Producer: Miky Lee
Associate Producers: Kim Joo-sung, Joon H. Choi
Executive Producer: Lee Tae-hun
Casting by: Lee Joo-yeol, Park Sung-hea, Cho Hae-sung
Line Producer: Kang Hyun
Assistant Director: Seok Min-woo
Makeup artist: Kim Hyun-jung
Sound Recordist: Jung Jin-uk
Sound design: Kim Suk-won, Kim Chang-sub
Lim Soo-jung, Jung Ji-hoon
One, plug in the speaker.
Be aware of the direction when assembling the heart.
Speaker.
Heart. Direction.
Two, wind the rotor all the way towards the stator.
Align the knobs on the variable condenser.
Use the wire to fasten the variable condenser.
Cho Young-uk
- Fasten. - Fasten.
Towards the stator.
Costume design: Cho Sang-kyung
Has Young-gun had any changes in environment before this happened?
Perhaps suddenly refusing meals?
I didn't have the time to take note of that to be honest.
Visual effects: Lee Zeon-hyoung
The restaurant's been so busy.
Young-gun raised the maternal grandmother.
What?
No, I mean her maternal grandmother raised Young-gun.
That's why she talks a bit like an old person.
Patient born prematurely in 1983 and incubated for two months.
May, 1985. Dad leaves home. Mother opens restaurant, contact declines.
Then could I meet her grandmother?
Kim Sang-bum, Kim Jae-bum
She's at a care facility for dementia.
She only ate radish for six months.
Radish?
For making kimchi.
I see.
Yeah.
70kg of blood sausage.
Did you bring hog head, ear, maw, and the neck of the baby?
Nah, we gotta get at least 100kg.
It's hard to come by these days.
When I was young, I got a headache at school...
Head?
Yes, head meat.
No, 60kg of the tongue.
- Oh, 60kg of tongue. - Yeah.
- My head hurt so bad… - What? Ma'am?
As soon as I got home
- Ma'am? - I cried out from the front yard,
"Mom."
Mom.
- Five… - Hot case?
- And then assemble… - Speaker insulating paper. Board assembly.
- Mom, what are you doing? - Tin case.
- Huh? - Four volts, two times eight.
Four volts, two times eight.
Secure it.
She was feeding the mice.
Radio switch.
So the grandmother went to a facility because she ate radish.
Park Hyun-won
She smelled bad whenever she ate radish.
Ten to 25…
- Were they pet mice? - Normal.
They were stranger mice.
- When you're done examining - Examine.
- raise the antenna. - Antenna.
- Turn the knob on the varicon… - Radio!
Radio!
Eight, uncover the wire by cutting the outer cover.
Mother said
she had a secret that she no longer wants to hide.
That those baby mice were my siblings.
Just as I was her child, so were they.
That my mother was a mommy mouse.
Production design: Ryu Seong-hie
I see.
Nine.
Slit your left wrist with a knife.
Wrist.
Knife.
My poor mother.
She was scared of everything.
Insert each ends of the uncovered wire.
- Did you tell Young-gun? - Uncovered.
Wrap it with a tape.
- Young-gun? - Tape.
No.
I'm sure Mother was feeling a bit down that day.
Those mice babies…
I have days when my intestines ache too.
Chung Chung-hoon
I'm sure you have those days too.
Written by: Chung Seo-kyung
With the patients.
Park Chan-wook
Ten, insert the plug in the outlet.
Plug.
Has Young-gun told you she was another being too?
Lee Chun-young
No, doctor.
Young-gun is a human being.
But her grandmother being that way shouldn't affect Young-gun, right?
I mean, Young-gun committing suicide?
Young-gun should be okay, right?
MW NURSE-IN-CHARGE
SON EUN-YOUNG WANG GOB-DAN
CHA YOUNG-GUN OH SEOL-MI
SHINSEGYE MENTAL HOSPITAL
I don't know if the meals here would suit a child like you.
What are the parents thinking?
Parents are an important influence.
For women, in particular, the father.
Her over there.
About ten years ago, a patient disappeared.
Name was Oh Dong-su.
He was thin and pale as window-paper
and he suffered from unstoppable hiccups.
The medical staff, military and police search forces
and even mountain search dogs were brought in to find him.
That he was a dangerous psycho.
It took about a week maybe?
Until they realized the clock was making a hiccup noise.
Oh Dong-su was crouched in here, dead in peace.
Listen carefully.
This sound.
My goodness. Please look here.
Everyone, look here!
Believe it or not.
How can this be?
Everyone, how can this be?
- Sir! - Who told you to do this?
- You thieves! - Please stop!
Why would you take away a cop in good-standing?
Take Park Il-sun instead!
Cops!
Please!
REPORTING ON PARK IL-SUN!
Dr. Kim Ju-eun!
Man, he put it up again!
You're no cop.
You're just a pervert with a uniform fetish.
He killed his wife wearing a sailor uniform.
Set his house on fire.
What a terror.
Wanna talk about something else?
That guy in a mask.
He used to be a real hunk.
But ever since he got raped in the army
he's been a bit…
So he blamed his pretty face for it and burned it with cigarette butts.
And then
he sewed up his own anus.
That man over there
He used to be a farmer in Gyeongsang.
He was single for life and was a good neighbor
and was always low-key.
Then he fell in love with a calf that he helped bear.
Her name's Jeong-hee.
So he brought Jeong-hee into his bedroom
and washed the face of that wordless, hand-less thing
and would listen to the radio together.
The neighbors found it disgusting though and had him put away here.
His love for her was only platonic.
Depressing.
Who's this bitch?
Huh?
I don't know.
Ms. Oh Seol-mi. You can't take around a patient like this.
CHOI SEUL-GI
I don't know.
Someone left her with me.
And what about you, doctor?
You know I'm unwell. How could you make me feel this way?
Young-gun. Did she tell you many stories?
But the things Seol-mi tells you...
Fine, they're all lies!
Yes, they're all lies.
It's called confabulation.
She has a disorder that makes her make up stories.
Every time she receives electroshock therapy
her memories disappear.
So she makes up stories to fill the void of her memories.
- Don't be sad. - Yes!
What's wrong?
She won't talk.
Psychotic depression?
Her maternal grandmother must've been schizophrenic.
She thought she was a mouse.
Scary mother-in-law?
How do you know?
I've seen two mouse-delusion patients before
They both had scary mother-in-laws.
I'm not sure where to begin.
She won't move a finger.
She has no focus in her eyes.
Hey, you guys.
I'm here.
You fluorescent light, you.
It's no good pretending you don't understand.
The fluorescent lights here aren't so friendly.
I know they're tired, but it won't hurt to say hi.
Are you okay? Working all day?
Oh, is that so?
Then I'll try some yulmu tea.
Thanks!
Maybe the lights in the room will be more friendly.
Since they rest at night.
Then you knew all along that you were fluorescent light?
Oh, I see.
I didn't know I was a cyborg until later in life.
These men in white came and took my grandma in an ambulance.
Don't you know them?
There are tons here, wearing white clothes.
- Doctors, nurses. - Grandma!
Yes, the caretakers.
Grandma only took the radish and forgot her dentures.
So I ran after to giver her the dentures.
She needs her dentures to eat the radish
because she's a mouse.
- Right then, a bicycle gave me a lift. - Young-gun!
But the bicycle said it can't outrun the ambulance.
Everyone knows that.
So I kept crying,
and the bicycle said:
"Cyborg can win everything."
"What kind of a cyborg doesn't know that?"
So I pretended like I knew all along.
But you see, practically speaking, I couldn't outrun the ambulance.
Wanna ask me what I told the bicycle?
"Stupid bastard, my battery's low."
So I listened to the education channel and sought recharge at a factory.
The charge completes when it lights up until here.
But look, the battery's low right now.
I recharged according to the radio
and the ambulance brought me here.
But for being a machine, I've got no manual
or labels.
I still don't know what I'm made for.
What do you think I'm made for?
You haven't had lunch, right?
You won't starve to death that way.
The cafeteria ladies are checking on how you eat.
There was another girl like you insisting on starving to death.
But there's a force-feeding machine at the hospital.
The doctors and professors get together to discuss how they'll get you to eat
If they force food down your nose and mouth in front of a lot of people
wouldn't you be upset?
That's why the girl ended up eating and is alive and well.
Such a tragedy, isn't it?
So do you want me to help?
Radio broadcast.
You listen too. They tell a lot of good stories.
Time for meditation.
Let us get up at night and listen to the refrigerator.
Let us feel the sound of the boilers on cold winter mornings.
The reason they bring us tears
is because they have purpose of existence.
Think of the sacred and beautiful love of the lighthouse.
To be continued next time.
I wish I had even just one purpose of existence.
Il-sun.
Your mask, please?
Will you tell us, beautiful Gob-dan?
Our hospital runs a stability room system
so that when you make other patients uncomfortable
or cause a safety issue
or when it's deemed necessary for the treatment
- a patient consents to... - What consent?
When I said I don't consent, you told me to stay in there until I do!
I told you before that you'll have to go in
if you hit other patients for no reason.
But Il-sun is a thief!
Despicable and shameless psycho
Anti-social, schizophrenic…
Isn't that a personal attack?
It's not an attack! It's my defense!
He stole something very important of mine!
Oh.
What did Il-sun steal from you, Dae-pyeong?
Always blaming me whenever something goes missing.
Since three days ago, I can't even do a simple receive
while Il-sun has already won five times yesterday alone.
He even uses a special serving technique I came up with 12 years ago.
Might as well steal. If I don't, he'll think I did it anyway.
No, what I mean is...
That's what I'm saying!
Dae-pyeong had his table tennis stolen.
Was it a month ago?
My appetite was suddenly all gone.
I couldn't eat.
What do you think happened to my skin?
Then Il-sun came and ate my meal.
He stole my waistband for a week too.
You mean the band in your pajamas?
The nude-colored band that I had since birth.
- Look at this! - Does he mean he was born in pajamas?
Does that mean Il-sun stole my memories too?
You bastard!
You thief!
Please stop them.
Why would you steal those?
I told you.
Your mom didn't leave because of you.
She only called once since she left.
To tell me to brush my teeth before bed.
Okay, I'll take it.
I stole a Thursday yesterday.
Whose Thursday?
Oh, wow.
How does a person steal a Thursday?
The Thursday panty is missing.
Why, Thursday's right here.
I almost didn't know.
He's got some skills.
He's going to be a great help.
I'm going to have to take a closer look.
Because I do have something
that I wouldn't mind stolen from me.
I don't know how to thank you.
Sorry I'm so freaking slow.
Hi, how are you all?
Did you have lunch?
- Yes, I ate. - Oh, I did too.
What's going on?
Did you eat lunch?
Oh, you shouldn't skip meals. Do eat later!
He's crazy! I'm gonna kill you!
Hey, it hurts!
Psycho.
I'm not a psycho.
I'm a cyborg.
Oh no, I've said it.
I promised mom not to.
Mom, I think I'm a cyborg.
What's that?
I guess something like a robot?
Are you feeling weird somewhere? Because you're a cybo?
Anything you wanna eat?
Perhaps radish?
Then you're fine.
Now go and sleep.
It's okay even if you're a cybo.
It won't affect you living in any way.
Just don't let others know.
Who would come eat at my restaurant
if people found out my daughter is a cybo.
Dear cyborg.
Are you thinking of your grandma now?
Of course.
You're not sad, are you?
Nah. Not at all.
Grandma thinks of cyborg too.
Why hasn't the cyborg killed the men in white yet?
Why won't the cyborg wipe out the men in white who took grandma by force
to come give her the dentures?
Well, I don't have the strength.
The charging method right now
must have its limitations.
I hope it's not because of sympathy.
You know that sympathy is the worst sin of the seven sins.
It's definitely not sympathy.
For your reference, these are the six other sins.
Being sad.
Being excited.
Hesitating.
Useless daydreaming.
Feeling guilty.
Being thankful.
Listed in the order of the worst sins.
Okay.
Useless daydreaming that men in white would have grandmas too
and sympathy that these men's grandmas might worry when they die
should not be a factor that makes you hesitate from killing them.
GARDENING THERAPY ROOM
Take back table tennis. It makes my butt itchy.
- Right buttocks. - Huh?
Delivered.
- Let's go! - Let's go!
He's polite.
In fact, he's so humble that he can't walk forward.
Royal court etiquette, he said.
If something goes wrong, he thinks it's his fault.
Anyone there?
- Anyone there? - What do you want?
I was wondering if you lost because of me.
Deok-cheon was passing by a scene of an accident, by chance.
He was certain he caused the accident.
I'm sorry. Please contact me here.
He kept following around the victim to apologize
and the victim's family got so fed up that they had him admitted.
I'm sorry!
I'm telling you!
It's not because of you.
I can't play table tennis well because it's itchy.
He's good at saying things that need not be said.
Isn't table tennis about 'give and take'?
Well, I don't think so.
Even in table tennis, must one take after giving?
Is it not possible for one to only give?
So it was my fault after all.
A cat, first and foremost
is a furry animal.
Actually, my wife is also fur…
Isn't it natural I developed impotence with my wife furry like that?
I should be hearing back from the judiciary soon.
I sued my wife.
She lied about being a fur-monster when she married me.
To stop the erection of a cop
would be obstruction of justice.
Now, deliver.
- Hello there! - Hello.
Is everyone doing well?
- Shut up! - Did you eat lunch?
Hello! Hello.
Have you all had lunch? Uh, oh...
I'm sorry. Are you okay...
Really? I'm sorry.
- Oh no, what do I do? - I'm tired.
I'm sorry you're tired because of me.
Why do I make people tired?
I had a dream.
To visit everyone I've caused distress
and compensating them.
A person must compensate for the distress he's caused.
But now that I've had polite greetings stolen
how am I going to apologize?
Do you remember where you lost it?
Do you know how it feels to cause distress?
You bitch!
Please steal my sympathy.
Like you did Thursday.
Sympathy?
What's that!
It's a feeling that gets in the way of me killing.
I keep thinking
"What if I kill the men in white
but they all have grandmas?"
I'd feel bad.
Miss, when you talk to someone
you need to do it in a way that they understand.
So sympathy…
Mom, aunt and uncle.
They shouldn't have done that.
Why don't people have sympathy?
Who kills because they want to?
Don't talk about mom!
I'm sorry.
And if you keep asking me to steal something from you.
Then that's not stealing. That's me getting it from you.
Then what do we do?
When I steal from others...
When I steal from others
I need to watch them for a few days.
Can you do that?
That's a given.
As I watch, I need to discover something that I want to steal from them.
That's when I get the feeling of stealing. In other words, 'stealship'.
Can you become someone like that?
Give me a chance.
When I feel 'stealship' and want to steal
and the person being stolen doesn't like it
that's when the stealing is complete.
Can you become someone like that?
I definitely won't like it.
I plead you.
Since I started walking backwards, she can't follow me anymore.
She spends her time talking to machines.
With the dentures on.
When she sees a doctor or a nurse, she reaches out.
Young-gun?
At first, she's happy. Then she suddenly she gets upset.
Hello.
She's so upset that her hand shakes.
If she hates a handshake, why does she put her hand out?
Why's she so exhausted?
It's because she doesn't eat.
Coffee.
Black.
GET YOUR DRINK HERE
Hey kiddo, how's the flickering?
Fluorescent light, vending machine, hiccup clock.
Have you seen my grandma's dentures?
You guys can't understand me without it.
Charge.
Ms. Cha Young-gun doesn't eat her food.
Wang Gob-dan eats it instead.
Again, Young-gun?
We will talk about the hardest breakup during our tea meeting today.
Will you share with us, Deok-cheon?
Here we go.
Mother of...
Meth.
Good girl.
I'll go.
Okay, ready?
When I was 15, my mom left
and she took away the family electric toothbrush set in the bathroom.
Ever since, I've been stealing.
You're handsome.
I think I had too many pills. My heart is palpitating.
You thief!
You can't do this! Stop!
Get up!
Take back the polite greeting.
The backward walking.
And saying things that need not be said.
Why? I don't want it.
I can't follow behind people!
Here. Delivered.
Here's the latest news.
She was moved to a nearby hospital but couldn't wake up from the coma…
Ah!
"Grandma is commissioned"?
"Critical condition"?
"She is."
"Men in white, grandma, water."
Oh, radish.
"Eating."
"Don't like."
"So they won't let me give her the dentures."
"Grandma loves to eat radish."
"I need to kill them all."
"Those stupid bastards."
"Please."
"Sympathy."
"Steal it from me."
Stop crying.
You hate this, right?
You like it?
I told you you have to not like it.
No, no, no! I hate it!
I now take away your sympathy.
Now, deliver.
On the count of five, I'll snap my finger.
Open your eyes then.
One, two, three, four, five.
No sympathy allowed.
Young-gun!
Young-gun?
Battery.
Battery is low.
- Young-gun! - Oh, no!
Young-gun?
Ms. Wang Gob-dan. Gob-dan!
Tell me honestly.
Did you really eat Young-gun's meals?
How much more should I practice?
To get into the Edelweiss Youth Choir?
In my case, I have a band at my waist so I do well in foreign places.
If you keep doing this, our eyes keep meeting…
When death is near and the band is extended to the fullest
I've been practicing for 31 years since I failed the audition.
You need only return in a bounce.
To the place you came from.
Can a person defy gravity?
I've succeeded at my experiment.
The sleep flying method.
Peppermint sorbet sock and persimmon sock
create static tension between the land and the sky.
and that levitates the body.
Like the way high-speed trains work.
Here we go. It's like this.
I would need to stay away from chicken before the flight.
Young-gun's been in bed so I haven't seen her lately.
Can you see me?
Partially, yes.
But you should take that off.
What if you can't see me without this?
CONSTRUCTION SITE
My parents pretended like I was never around.
That's why I'm good at stealing.
Because I'm invisible.
I made good money as an electrician since I was 20.
Then I got caught stealing a motorcycle and went to trial.
And the judge said this so only I could hear.
Defendant Park Il-sun will disappear into a dot.
You son-of-a-bitch.
Oh no.
I tried everything in prison.
I felt like I was disappearing.
I wore other people's clothes.
I brushed my teeth.
Because once teeth disappear, there's no turning back.
Right.
I got a mental examination
and they said I was schizophrenic and anti-social.
Anti-social?
I kept stealing and fighting without a good reason
and didn't feel guilty or sympathetic.
I don't know why they call me anti-social.
I have a reason for stealing.
It's so that I don't disappear.
I'm anti-disappearing.
There's no cure for anti-social.
But the doctor told me to have hope.
Sometimes it cures on its own in about 30-40 years.
Although most spend those years in prison.
Oh.
I don't like prison so I admit myself here.
- Taxi! - When I feel it coming, I admit myself.
It's my 5th admission in four years.
If I work construction sites, I can make enough for the medical bill.
I just don't know if I can do this for 40 years
without disappearing into a dot.
What do you think?
I'm getting more depressed by the minute.
Can do you something about the pills…
Just don't get your hopes up.
And
hang in there.
Hang in there?
But Young-gun is too weak!
You do talk about yourself at times.
Because it's your electroshock therapy day today.
Seol-mi.
Often, people think electroshock therapy is inhumane.
But that's not true, ma'am.
It's widely used for depression or catatonia.
Yes, some patients don't eat due to hallucination, delusion, disorders.
But they usually eat within two to three days from medication.
But Young-gun has severe side effects to the medication.
She won't eat, sleep, nor move.
When we do give her pills, she vomits.
This is catatonia.
Does the therapy have side effects?
She could have some memory loss.
That's fine.
Please just have her eat something.
You're here.
I need to become ruthless fast.
Because you only have me.
Hold on a bit longer.
I'll give you the dentures.
I'll kill them all.
What?
The purpose is…
What?
…of existence…
Slowly.
Grandma, please?
50%.
60%.
- 70%. - Huh?
80%.
90%.
Charge complete.
Are you okay?
Yes.
Who am I?
Dr. Choi Seul-gi.
Who's the president of Korea?
It's okay. You'll remember soon.
The memory goes away for a bit but it comes back.
I didn't know before either.
How much do you remember?
I remember it all.
Okay.
It's quiet and I have wires connected to me.
Yes, and?
In the incubator.
Grandma told me.
I was weak since birth
and looked like I was gonna die soon
so I stayed in the incubator for a while.
The wires everywhere raised me.
Young-gun.
Can you tell me why you refuse to eat?
Do you hear someone telling you not to eat?
You think someone poisoned your food?
Do you want to starve to death?
That's fine. I feel like I want to die sometimes too.
Why would you die? You're still young.
You've gotta live.
Can I walk back from here?
I'm full of energy.
I feel like I'm born again.
Uh-oh.
No hesitation allowed.
No feeling guilty allowed.
"I feel so bad for her."
"It's killing me."
"Please take care of Young-gun."
"I think"
"I sympathize with Young-gun."
You? Sympathy?
Please steal Wang Gob-dan's sleep flying method.
Shouldn't I get a private room?
She has a weird flying technique that she developed
and she uses it to fly to Gyu-seok every night and bothers him.
In return, I'll give you my voice.
Since you're listening to me right now
you should know how beautiful my voice is.
Would voice be enough?
Stop eating.
Participate in the hunger strike, Eun-young.
Steal Son Eun-young's voice.
These flying socks are the second important to me.
SK-II is the most important.
Gyu-seok is mine.
Could you tell me why you are on a hunger strike?
It's my fault.
Release Cha Young-gun.
Release her as soon as possible.
And you two, get away from each other!
Does anyone know why Cha Young-gun is in stability room?
She hasn't eaten in a long time so she is very weak.
So she needs to eat under our care in the stability room.
Three more days of no food and Cha Young-gun will die.
You all understand, right?
- Don't push! What's the matter now? - I know.
I told you it would hurt to eat through the nose.
Look.
Mm, this is so delicious!
Should we eat with your mouth now? Not your nose?
- She said she doesn't want to eat! - Grab him.
Grab him!
She said she doesn't want it!
- Ah! - Oh, Il-sun!
- Il-sun, calm down! - Hey!
Why would you feed the patient without her consent?
Can't a person eat on her own will?
- Young-gun! - Hold him!
- The vending machine says hi! - To the room next door!
Young-gun.
- No! - One, two, three!
Let her go!
She said she doesn't want to eat.
Let her go!
She says she doesn't want to eat.
Are you okay?
Are you not hurt?
Give me your hand.
Wear those, lie on your stomach, and rub your feet together.
It creates static tension and levitates the body.
You don't eat chicken, right?
Now I'll sing to you.
When you start flying, curl up and make yourself little.
This is the problem.
Look at her face.
Men would've never left her alone.
Can't a cyborg eat?
Can a cyborg not eat?
It'll break my body.
Let's go eat.
Come on, Young-gun.
Let's eat, okay?
You've gotta eat.
You're a cyborg but you can eat, okay?
Grandma!
Young-gun!
Young-gun, my baby!
I didn't use it. I just put it on briefly.
You'll lose your teeth.
Only wear them when you really miss me.
Look! I have no teeth left because of the dentures.
That's a lie!
You never had them to begin with!
Oh, this freaking band!
Oh, my back is killing me!
Young-gun, let me go now.
Oh, Young-gun.
Young-gun.
Grandma!
- The purpose of existence is… - What?
What about the purpose of existence?
- Oh, Young-gun! - Grandma!
She disappeared into a dot.
No sadness allowed.
We cremated her and kept her in a memorial hall.
A week ago.
I thought of you and brought you a scoop.
It's grandma.
Wrong pouch.
Mom.
It's Young-gun.
You didn't tell the people here that you're a mouse, right?
I mean, cybo. Right?
You did tell them!
You told them!
How are you so selfish?
A person shouldn't just say everything she wants to say!
- Huh? - Mom.
Yes.
There's something I really want to say.
What is it?
Grandma's dentures.
You took it out on purpose, right?
In case she eats radish at the prayer center?
Oh no.
Grandma.
Being sad
is not allowed for me.
No excitement allowed.
You give all your meals to Wang Gob-dan.
That's why you have no energy.
Huh?
There was white steam
rising from
the rice.
- No useless daydreaming. - In winter night
when the bandit comes, we'll take it off the stick
and eat it.
The persimmon said
"It's embarrassing
so try to eat me at once
if possible."
That winter night.
Grandma's radish soup kimchi.
Spring night.
Summer night.
Autumn night.
Her face is the problem.
Seriously.
Young-gun!
It's a 'rice megatron'.
It turns food calories into electric energy.
So if you eat food,
this compresses it,
blows it up,
makes the energy and multiplies it!
You know how charging takes time?
So in a pinch, food works the best.
It'll be good enough for daily electric usage.
What do you think? Brilliant, eh?
Here's the door.
They're usually on the back.
Really?
Now then.
Take off your top.
Huh?
Please take off your top.
I need to cut the skin to open the door.
Ouch.
I'm opening.
Yes, right there.
It would itch sometime.
Oh, I see. So that's where it opens.
Now that it's open, I'm reaching in to attach the device.
Okay.
I'm going in.
Look at all the dust.
I do wanna thank you for everything.
You stealing my sympathy and all.
But even so
I'm not allowed
- to be thankful by law. - No thankfulness allowed.
What?
Radish soup kimchi.
One, grab the spoon with your right hand.
Two, scoop up some rice and bring it to your mouth.
Three, open your mouth and put the spoon in.
What if I eat the rice
and the rice megatron doesn't work?
Then I'll fix it.
I'm an engineer.
What if it works this time
but doesn't next time?
And then the next time?
Call me. I'll go for after service.
Lifetime warranty.
FIRST DEGREE ELECTRICIAN PARK IL-RICE MEGATRON EXPERT
LIFETIME WARRANTY
Lifetime warranty.
Three, open your mouth and put the spoon in.
Here.
Four, close your mouth
and pull away the spoon.
Five, chew.
Chew, chew.
Are you okay?
Yes.
Six, swallow.
You can do it, Young-gun.
When I count to five and snap
you'll swallow.
I'll count to five.
Here we go.
One.
Two.
Three.
Grandma likes to listen to the radio.
Right, I can't even tell the time passing when I listen to the radio.
No, she listened to know the time pass.
While we are still seeing the effects of…
Because she's home all day.
Things are settling and the traffic dwindling.
We were listening to the four o'clock show when mom came home.
We're seeing heavy traffic in…
With my aunt and uncle.
This route is seeing less traffic. Until 4:40 p.m...
Young-gun, turn down the radio.
What's this smell?
…Congestion is still seen this direction.
Guri-bound North Gangbyeon is…
It's the smell from her eating radish all day.
"I come back from resting all day and see her like that. How could I work?"
No, I work all day. How could I rest?
Sister!
From Mia intersection…
How'd you live like this?
Next, Youngdong Expressway.
- Gangreung-bound Youngdong Expressway... - Grandma likes to listen to the radio!
She likes it even more because Brilliant Young-gun made it for her!
Mom, aunt, uncle, shut up!
We can't hear the radio.
"Turn down the radio!"
"It's bothering me."
The four kilometer segment is in heavy traffic all afternoon.
Gyeongbu Expressway is looking good both ways.
There's roadwork near the first tunnel in the Jungbu Expressway…
What are you doing? The ambulance is waiting.
I told you to send her to the prayer center!
The purpose of existence is…
Doctor.
The secret of my existence.
I have a secret that I'm not allowed to tell.
Do you want to know?
Actually
I am
Young-gun.
What are you doing?
So you're a cyborg, Young-gun.
It must've been so hard.
It's okay because now I know.
After knowing comes trust.
You trust me, right?
But above knowing and trusting, do you know what matters the most?
It's eating. Eating your meals.
Bi.
Mi?
Bi?
Pi?
Pi!
Pi.
Next.
O.
Ryo? Yo?
Oh? Ryo?
Ryo?
- Ryo! - Ryo.
You're nuclear bomb purpose of existence.
Not found in modern times.
Need fortune volts?
- You're a nuclear bomb. - You're a nuclear bomb.
- Purpose of existence. - Purpose of existence.
Modern times.
Purpose of existence is.
Not in this world.
Not in this world?
Need 100 million volts.
Nuclear bomb?
What's not in this world?
Who's not in this world?
Stop it!
The perfect weather, isn't it?
Why would you litter?
So what?
It's all over when I explode.
YOU'RE NUCLEAR BOMB, PURPOSE OF EXISTENCE IS TO END WORLD, NEED 100 MIL VOLT
Why would you explode? You're still young.
You've gotta live.
What are you doing? Hurry.
Will this really be 100 million volts?
From a single lightning?
It's cold!
Persimmon!
- Lid! - Oh, no.
COLD NOODLE
- Rice! - Rice.
Alcohol!
Have you seen this? The lid?
You litter and spit out gum anywhere.
You probably tossed it.
What are you talking about?
- Lid. - Uh-oh.
Alcohol is going to waste!
This, if water goes in…
We missed that one.
What if it doesn't come?
Huh?
Don't get your hopes up.
And
hang in there.
What do we do now?
Let's take off our wet socks first.
But socks aren't the only things that are wet.
Or were only the socks wet?