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A Keyweckside Production

Eun-Suk Film Presents

Starring LEE Ji-Hyun & OH Ji-Ho

Director of Photography KIM Jae-Ho

Lighting Director BAK Jong-Hwan

Production Designer KIM Myung-Gyung

Sound Designer YI Young-Gil

Music Director NOH Young-Shim

Special Body Direction AHN Eun-Mi

Editor YI Eun-Soo

First Assistant Director SONG Chang-Su

Executive Producer YOO In-Taek

Producer YI Soo-Nam

Original Story by YEO Gyun-Dong

Screen Adaptation by YI Sang-Woo & YEO Gyun-Dong

Director YEO Gyun-Dong

I write these words to dwell in your absence.

La Belle

This is the beginning of my writing.

And my role...

...is now like a cry yearning for you.

She returns.

Are you surprised?

Yeah...

Come in.

What brings you here?

I saw the lights on so I came up.

Can I stay?

Where's your stuff?

This is all...

Are you going to help me unpack?

She always acted as if she would stay.

But who knows when she'll disappear again?

Dummy.

I'm always trying to find meaning in all her aspec

And...

...it trembles me with fear.

It's a present.

What does it mean?

Look closely and you'll find out.

What's this?

My love...

The place I don't want to reach...

At the very place you wait for me,

you love me even if I'm not there.

What did you say?

Say it again.

Say it one more time...

Then if I leave...

Who?

The person you love...

How is it sleeping with me?

Actually, I'm more curious.

What?

Women receive other bodies.

I wonder what it's like.

When the wave breaks...

To be exact...

Well, what happens is...

The wave takes form.

But you don't feel the form,

it's like an emotion.

Does it make sense?

Kind of.

When I feel this,

I feel like I can forgive everything.

Sounds beautiful.

What does?

Being a women.

Then answer me.

What?

How I am...?

I want to know.

Everything's good about you.

Like every women?

Only you.

Your body.

My body?

Yeah.

I can never answer what she wants.

What she asks of me,

I tell her anything I can.

I have to go.

Now?

It won't take long.

Do you need a ride?

No.

I grant countless meaning

to the littlest of her expressions.

I've nearly become a prisoner.

And, I'm compromising myself.

I'm happy now,

but I can't get closer...

In the end, I see her everyday,

but she's never in my reach.

Do I get paid for the interview?

How long have you been posing nude?

For two years.

Isn't it hard?

What do you mean?

It's a special line of work...

What's special?

How is it?

Is it fun?

Do you work cause it's fun?

Sounds like I'm being interviewed.

Why?

Hello?

Yeah...

It hurts.

Be gentle.

Stop it.

I'm just listening to your stomach.

It's making strange noises.

I'm just hungry.

Are you very hungry?

Yeah.

I was on my feet all day.

Eat slowly.

I missed you.

In that short of time?

I missed you like crazy.

I like the sound of that.

Why?

It turns me on.

Then it's a present.

I missed you. I missed you like crazy.

I can't believe you didn't fall with these small feet.

-It's amazing. -I fall sometimes.

Do it some more.

It looks like a strawberry.

It's a cherry.

It's a strawberry.

No! It's a cherry!

Do you know what love is?

When I'm gone, everything's over, right?

I wanted to hear your voice one last time.

I'm almost there. Don't hang up.

I really care for you. I think about you everyday.

I wish I had a cure for this.

I sound crazy, right?

Can't you help me then? Please?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Don't show your face again.

I'm sorry.

Who was it?

Who?

The guy who made you cry?

I forgot him.

I'm curious.

Why?

I'm just interested.

There's nothing interesting.

Who cares anyway?

That's more of a reason.

It's interesting how people change.

He's nothing special.

Just hurt my feelings a little.

That's all.

Why?

Are you interviewing me too?

It's just good to love someone.

I don't fall in love.

Are you mad?

I'm tired. I'm going to sleep.

She still loves him.

Who?

Yes. I'll be there soon.

I want to sleep.

But I can't.

I keep crying.

Then stay here.

I really loved him.

I can't forget him.

He won't get out of my mind.

I feel good.

Hold me.

Her pain absorbs me.

Aren't you afraid?

Huh?

Of what?

What if you found out

my life was still miserable 10 or 20 years later,

and even worse than now.

What would you do?

If it was true, then I'd help end your life.

What about you?

I don't know.

It's a novel.

There's too many coincidences.

They encounter chance, and separate from it.

Then chance curses their fate.

They meet by chance again, and die like beggars.

When you think about it, everything is coincidence

Those people probably don't know how to love.

Only if they accept chance and love happily.

Even if they become unfortunate?

Then they should die.

At that very moment.

It sounds like my story.

I knew it.

Hello?

Yeah, it's me.

No, it's all right.

I'm coming now.

You still awake?

You're still mad at me.

I'm not.

You're lying.

I could tell from your body.

Don't be mad at me.

I can never tell my real feelings to her.

I can express anything with words,

but I can't with my body.

I'm sorry.

I still come back even when it seems over.

You hate me don't you?

I don't.

It hurts here.

I try to hide my words, but my body reveals all.

So all I can do is collapse.

Your changing masks make me nervous.

I feel like a different woman today.

What kind of woman?

A woman who wants to sleep.

Ever met this kind of woman?

A woman who really wants to sleep.

Think about it.

Wouldn't it upset you

if I thought about another woman while were in bed

Not at all.

Really?

It would never happen.

Touch it.

I want you now.

I can't imagine myself with another person.

That's what happens when you love someone.

I'm so sorry for bothering you.

I'm cold...

How was she?

Who?

The woman you're thinking about.

She's a hurting woman.

She must know how to love.

She's a woman I can't understand.

It's hard to explain.

Really?

When you're in love, that's what happens.

How have you gotten by?

Why?

Just curious sometimes.

Sometimes?

Yeah

How you lived...sometimes.

I lived a boring life.

Aren't you bored of a woman like me?

No...

It doesn't sound sincere.

It is.

Tell me if you get bored.

I don't like myself too.

But it's weirder that you're sticking with me.

I like you being here.

What time is it now?

Why?

I have to go to work.

You have to leave now?

Why?

Uh...nothing...

She comes to a place where I've made and always waited for her.

So when she doesn't return

I imagine her with me.

Waiting is like insanity.

Tell me a fun story.

It probably won't be fun if I tell it.

Then...

Tell me about a novel you recently read.

A prostitute,

a thief,

she was a crazy mother of a child.

Sounds interesting.

What about the father?

A teacher.

It's boring.

No, it isn't.

Read it later.

So what's it really about?

It's about two lovers who can't forget yesterday.

Sounds beautiful.

You said it sounds boring.

Not really.

..."Can't forget yesterday."

It's strange.

When you keep saying yesterday,

it sounds different every time.

Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday...

Thanks for all you've done.

Where are you going now?

I'm okay now.

Come back whenever you need someone.

I'm never going to let you go again.

It's a present.

What a plain guy.

Do you remember this song?

Doesn't her voice sound sexy?

Let's dance.

Hello?

...My friend's house.

Hello, hello?

Hello?

The phone got cut off.

Really?

No, I'm not busy. I'll be there.

Okay!

Hello? Hello?

Is it you?

What are you thinking about?

I had a hard day.

Did you get a lot of work done?

I'm cold.

Hello?

Yes.

One o'clock.

Okay.

When you're in love, they say you see morning.

But while I've been loving her, I can only see the twilight.

However, the more I wither, the more my sadness, emptiness,

and suffering goes farther away.

I was destined to be a person waiting.

So I'm always defeated.

I finally finished work today.

I brought a present.

Wait one sec.

I got body painted for a shoot.

I thought of it.

I call it...

"Junk food."

Why?

You'll get sick after you eat it.

Did something happen?

No...it's cute.

You don't sound yourself.

To be honest,

I don't like other people scribbling on your body.

I don't at all.

What does that supposed to mean?

It's no use.

You were never...

My girlfriend in the first place.

If you have something to say, then say it.

But don't get mad at me.

I don't know what to do when someone gets mad at me

I just wanted to make you happy.

And also cause I feel sorry.

Sorry...

My eye's swollen.

You care about your body so much, but you still like posing nude?

It's all right with me.

I want to see one of your shoots one day.

You can't.

Others saw my body from the outside,

but you saw it from the inside.

Is that so?

Why?

Is something wrong?

No.

What happened to you?

Did you die?

Did you know it's three days past the deadline?

Call me. Bye!

Hey...It's the landowner.

I guess you're not busy.

You're always home.

Think about it one more time.

Please.

I'm suffocating.

I don't want to be a doll.

Try many summer lovers.

I don't want to be a doll...

Please don't leave.

Take me with you.

I must be a whore.

Why?

When a man enters my body,

I feel like it's many men.

There's no way I can understand her.

Don't go today.

Why?

I want to stay with you all day.

We're together everyday.

You drank again.

Come in.

What happened?

What's this?

I fell.

Who did this to you?

Leave me alone.

You don't like to see me like this?

Stupid bastard.

Are you feeling hurt?

I know everything you're thinking about.

You don't know how much I'm hurting.

Idiot.

I know you love me.

Dumb ass!

It makes me sick to look at your eyes!

Ass hole!

I know just as much as you do.

That's right!

I want to die everyday!

But you're not my love!

You think I'm your girlfriend?

Don't fool yourself!

You think I'm that easy?

I'm not that easy.

Calm down.

It's okay.

Don't touch my body!

Never!

I don't like you! I don't!

You don't get it?

-Stop it. -I'm going back.

I'll take the abuse. That's how I love.

Don't ever touch me. I'm going back.

Stop it now.

I only love one person.

It's only him.

Don't love.

I said don't love!

Don't love...

Don't love...

Although she discovered everything about me,

I will recklessly follow her till the end.

When you look at my body, what do you think about?

It's different every time.

What about today?

Right now?

Food.

Do you want to eat it?

Go ahead.

It hurts. Get off.

It hurts.

-Really? -It hurts.

Look.

When someone likes my body,

it makes me happy.

We're really not here.

Say something in here.

-Say what? -Anything.

What's in your head now.

It's a picture you can't see.

A picture souvenir.

You leave your happiest moment in this.

Uh...I'm...

Where did it go?

Where is it?

Where did it go?

Here it is.

It hurts.

Why?

I don't know.

I must have done it too much.

Do you want to stop?

Never.

I want to sleep here.

Hello?

Died?

Who? When?

No. It's not possible.

Why?

Why did he die?

I write to endure being alone.

An endured absence...

Memories are to be forgotten.

When dealing with love,

I'm not a bird perked from its feathers,

but a person who just shed his skin.

Until now...

Have you ever been happy?

Happiness?

When was I happy?

I think I never really was...

Not once?

Why did you ask me that?

Because I'm happy...

Because I'm in love...

I missed you...

But you always leave...

I want this to be the last time...

I love you.

How fearful can love be?

It's the same as never knowing when to be scared.

This is the beginning of my writing.

She returns.