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FOUR HANDS, TWO SONATAS

I've decided not to enter the competition.

What?

You're not…

doing what?

The competition.

I'm not entering.

I'm leaving.

Are you crazy?

Have you lost your mind?

How can you do music without competing?

Why do you think there's no soul in my music?

"Soul"?

Ever since I was little,

I've been a competition machine.

I've played with textbook precision,

and thanks to that, I've swept all the competitions I've entered.

But because of that,

people say my music has no soul.

The bigger problem is

that I don't know how to put soul into music or why…

Or why it's missing in the first place.

You say I just need to place in the competition.

What scares me is what comes after.

That's your reason?

You want to ruin your career over some pipe dream?

Stop whining over nothing

and just focus on the competition.

Mom.

Why did you make me do music?

What are you trying to say?

You didn't want to play,

but I forced you to do it.

Is that it?

Fine, then quit!

If you want to blame me,

just quit right now.

If you won't enter the competition,

then to hell with lessons and school!

Okay.

I will.

If that's what you want.

FOUR HANDS, TWO SONATAS

EPISODE 4

Really?

This is so good.

What's the meaning of this?

I'm sorry.

But I brought you news you'll be very happy to hear.

Pi-o just announced he won't enter any competitions.

That was your wish, right?

Pi-o quitting music, that is.

He made the right choice.

It's a hundred times better to quit now

than to struggle for nothing and waste time.

He's played music all his life.

He cut back on sleep to practice just to earn your approval.

He's about to ruin his career, and that's all you can say?

Why do you hate Pi-o so much?

Why?

Why?

Do you feel guilty because he reminds you of Mother?

Get the facts straight.

You're the one who broke your parents' hearts.

You went overseas to become a ballerina,

only to quit and come back with a baby inside you.

What father would accept a child who ruined his daughter's life?

And whose fault is it that I lost my way?

It's all because

you left your cancer-stricken wife to cheat with a ridiculously young girl!

Please calm down, Mr. Kang.

You can't.

You're so lucky, Seon-ju.

You have a husband who loves you so much.

I'm so jealous I could scream!

But remember this.

My mom…

cursed you until the day she died.

I'm going to watch with my own eyes

to see if that curse actually comes true.

You handled it well.

You did well.

So?

What do we do now?

What is this place?

This is new to me.

Choose any sheet music you need.

Go with Lemieux for Beethoven,

Nordgrave and Albreon for Chopin,

and Gravenholt for Russian composers.

You download all your sheet music, right?

That's not bad,

but sheet music differs depending on the editor.

And musical research keeps evolving,

so it's important to see for yourself and choose what works for you.

By the way, I've been thinking.

Why don't we play each other's accompaniments?

It's not easy practicing together without a goal,

and it's hard to practice a concerto alone.

Why? You don't like the idea?

It's not that.

I think it's a great idea.

All right then.

Rachmaninoff,

Beethoven,

and Tchaikovsky are a must.

And we need to study the full score…

So let's get this…

and this too.

You need to know what I'm studying,

so I'll buy yours too.

Let's see.

Why are you treating me so well?

You're making me giddy.

Don't get the wrong idea.

I'm just covering all the bases so my partner won't mess things up.

What's with the sudden urge to just enjoy playing?

I just…

I don't think

I've ever played the piano because it was fun.

The first time

music felt beautiful to me was when I was five.

I heard the second movement of the Emperor Concerto

coming from my grandfather's study.

Even as a kid,

I was totally blown away and wondered,

"How can music be this beautiful?"

That's when I thought,

"I never knew music could be so beautiful."

"I never knew the piano was such a beautiful instrument."

"I want to play like that."

"I want to become a pianist."

Looking back,

I just wanted to play the piano simply because I loved music.

By the way…

Why did Maestro Kang want to see you?

What?

The truth is,

he's my grandfather.

Oh, I see.

He's your grandfather.

He was just being encouraging, I guess.

We shook hands, and that was it.

I thought he was going to give me spending money.

Hey, let's go.

I'll show you a fun way to play the piano.

Where are we going?

Just hurry up and follow me!

HADAM-DONG INSTRUMENTS

-Take the one in the corner. -Thank you.

Come in!

What are you doing?

Relax, I just tweaked the inner voices.

Take a seat.

Give it a try.

Me?

I don't know much about jazz.

No one knows everything from the start.

Just relax

and let your hands go with the flow.

Put that down. There.

Hey, you're good.

Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star is in C major, so use C and…

C MAJOR: A MAJOR KEY WITH C AS ITS TONIC ALONG WITH ITS CORRESPONDING SCALE

Tweak it a bit like this, and it's a blues scale.

-Sounds more jazzy, right? -Yeah.

Give it a try.

BLUES SCALE: A SCALE MADE BY ADDING SPECIAL BLUES NOTES BETWEEN BASIC NOTES

Are you a genius, sir?

Just play whatever you feel in your heart.

Don't worry about the rules,

and trust yourself, okay?

Thank you, sir!

You got us where we are.

All right, get home safely.

See you tomorrow at practice.

Okay, see you tomorrow.

-Take care. -You too.

I was about to freeze to death.

Jeez.

Where the hell have you been all night in this cold?

That's the kid from before.

Call him over here so I can see his face.

He's dead meat too.

What? You don't want to?

Because he's your friend?

Well, aren't you so cool?

I'm sorry, Mr. Kim.

I'll find a way to pay you back.

How will you do that?

Look at his shoes.

His family must be rich.

Give me his number.

Why?

Because I said so. Give it to me!

It's cold, and I want to go home.

I'm trying to help you, kid.

Sir, he has nothing to do with this.

Let's not complicate things…

Don't lecture me.

You little punk.

Am I a joke to you?

No, don't!

Come on!

I said don't!

KANG PI-O MOBILE

When I call you from now on,

you'd better answer before the third ring.

If you don't, I swear I'll kill you.

Damn, it's cold.

That's the kid from before.

Call him over here so I can see his face.

He's dead meat too.

Where were you yesterday?

You don't need to know.

Why didn't you practice?

You can lose your touch if you skip even one day.

Are you seriously going to quit piano?

Hand over your credit card.

I'm not spending money on a brat who won't listen, so hand it over.

And don't come home.

If you're going to live like that,

get out of this house.

Are you kidding me?

Shoot.

Damn it.

Hey, what's up?

Where are you? Why are you whispering?

I'm in the library.

Let's meet up. Stay right there.

Damn it.

Choi Jeong-yo.

Hey, you're here.

Why are you sweating so much?

Are you sick?

No, it's just hot in here.

Can I talk to you outside?

Okay.

HER SUSPICIOUS DOUBLE LIFE

What is it?

Can I…

stay in your dorm for a few days?

-Huh? -What is it?

Do you feel uncomfortable?

No, it's not that.

Why all of a sudden?

If you feel uncomfortable, forget it.

Uncomfortable? Of course not.

Stay for as long as you want.

Really?

Hey, this way.

Come on!

We almost got caught.

Oh, sorry.

I'm usually pretty good about cleaning up,

but I woke up too early today.

Make yourself at home.

Hey, do you want to change into this?

No thanks.

Okay.

It's smaller than I thought.

You think so too, right?

Do you want the bed? I'll sleep on the floor.

Oh jeez.

Why is this here?

Why is it…

I'll just sleep on the floor.

That's probably for the best.

Hey, what is it?

Hyun-soo.

Am I really a harsh and overbearing mom?

No.

I don't see you that way.

It's okay.

I know people talk behind my back.

Those people

didn't like me even before I acted this way.

So I didn't care.

I couldn't care less what those people said about me…

because Pi-o was my priority.

It was fine when they said it,

but hearing Pi-o say it…

My heart hurts

as if it's being torn apart.

Did I really do something so terrible?

So why aren't you going home?

Because you said no to competitions?

Yeah.

I knew what to expect…

but it's still not easy.

Still, I'm never going back to how things were.

Oh, don't worry.

I won't stay long.

What?

No, that's not what I meant.

I'm tired.

I'm going to sleep.

Okay. Good night.

MR. KIM

This is your friend's house, right?

Wow, they're super rich.

Where are you?

THE CONVENIENCE STORE

-Hey. -Hey, you're awake.

What's this?

Do you compose too?

No.

I just scribbled whatever came to mind.

Here, eat this.

Why did you pick up food when we could've gone out together?

I just felt like taking a walk.

Hold on.

Do you know the meaning of concerto?

Concerto?

No.

It means "to fight" in Latin.

Then it evolved to mean "work together" in Italian.

So in a concerto,

a pianist has to fight and win against a hundred orchestra members,

while still working together at times.

But your sound is trapped inside here.

Wait.

Imagine you're throwing the sound toward me as you play.

Throw the sound?

Exactly. That's much better than before.

Keep practicing. I'll be right back.

Throw the sound.

Sorry. Should I start over?

What was that just now?

I heard the bell ring and arranged it in Baroque style.

Let's practice. Sorry.

A.

B flat.

F sharp.

G.

Now improvise.

Never mind.

Just get warmed up.

I'm heading out early.

See you at school.

Hold on.

Why are you so tense today?

Just relax

and don't try so hard.

Your body tenses up when you do that.

That's it!

Throw the sound out like that.

Keep your fingertips firm!

Why did you keep checking your phone while playing?

It's common courtesy to turn it off while practicing.

Oh, sorry.

I'm expecting an important call.

An important call?

What important call?

What's more important than playing piano?

Hey, where are you going? What about the dorm?

I need to stop by somewhere.

Jeez.

Look who's calling me.

What's the occasion?

Are you busy?

No.

Can we meet up?

Really?

Of course, I'll be right there.

What do you like about my playing?

Where's this coming from?

Why are you asking me that?

I keep wondering

whether I actually have talent or not.

Hey!

If you say that, what does that make me?

I have zero talent, but I'm still playing.

But you've got a really sharp ear.

Exactly.

I have a really sharp ear, so trust me.

You have absolutely nothing to worry about.

So stop stressing out, okay?

But still,

what do you think are my strengths?

I'm not sure.

How should I put it?

When you play,

there's something sort of

regal about it.

It's aloof and restrained,

yet manages to express everything.

Happy now?

Jeez, forget I even asked.

-I need to charge my phone. -Okay.

RECENT HISTORY

CLEAR WATCH HISTORY?

Damn it.

The phone is turned off. You will be connected to voicemail

-after the beep… -What the heck?

Where are you? Why is your phone off?

Is something wrong…

MR. KIM

Who was it that you treasure most?

Sir, what's this about?

You curious?

Then get over here instead of calling me.

-The phone is turned off… -Damn it.

Why won't this bastard answer?

Hey, he's here.

You raised a good son.

I would've just ignored you, mister.

Hey, take it easy!

Let go of me!

Jeong-yo.

Bring me 80 million won in 3 days.

If you don't, I'll rip out his organs…

and sell them all.

I was going to tell you to bring me 100 million won…

but I can't do that to you, kid.

Why is it 80 million all of a sudden?

It was 20 million before!

Twenty million?

I'll just take out 60 million won's worth then.

Get on your back.

-No! -Please!

Please give me some more time.

Where am I supposed to get that money all of a sudden?

I promise I'll try harder, so please give me more time.

Jeez.

Do I have to spell everything out for you?

Use your head for a change.

Your friend is super rich, isn't he?

Get some settlement money from him, or tell him you need money for a trip.

Come up with something.

You've got three days, Jeong-yo.

Raise your hand for Choi Jeong-yo.

Raise your hand for Kang Pi-o.

I didn't expect Jeong-yo to get more votes.

Ji-won, why do you prefer Jeong-yo?

I understand your concern about him.

It might be too early to judge based on this performance alone,

but you can see him

put his own creative spin on the piece.

It looks like sheer instinct.

Maybe he just played really well that day.

He'll need to deliver results at an international competition in a year.

How are we going to train raw talent like him that quickly?

In that regard,

wouldn't Pi-o have better odds since he's well-prepared?

But he said he won't enter any more competitions.

We can't wait for him to change his mind.

If we miss out on Choi Jeong-yo, it'll be a major loss for us.

All right, I see your point.

I'll think about it some more.

That's it for today's meeting.

-Good work. -Thank you.

Good job, everyone.

Enough.

Leave.

Mr. Kang.

I simply don't understand.

She was awarded the highest prize at the Rumina Competition.

She's the kind of talent everyone is fighting over.

We bent over backward to secure the guest soloist.

If you dismiss her like this--

Mr. Park.

You majored in piano, right?

Excuse me?

Yet you don't know what's wrong with how she plays?

Now I understand

why you never made it as a pianist.

Let me tell you what music is, Mr. Park.

It's a remarkable art form

where a single genius appears, changes everything…

and reinvents everything.

When I see anyone and everyone trying their hand at it,

I get so angry that I can't stand it.

How?

How in the world do they have no shame?

WHERE ARE YOU? WHEN ARE YOU GETTING BACK? UNREAD

Choi Jeong-yo.

How long have you been waiting?

I messaged you. Why didn't you check?

Oh, I…

I had to meet someone.

Are you uncomfortable around me?

What?

No.

Not at all. Why do you ask? Do you feel uncomfortable?

No.

I'm going to wash up now.

Okay.

You go ahead.

Yes?

Jeong-yo.

What brings you here?

Ms. Yoon.

Please save my dad.

What?

The maximum amount we can offer

is ten million won.

Why are you talking crap so politely, pretty lady?

Can't you read Korean?

It's all written there.

The annual interest rate is 414%.

I guess math isn't your forte.

If the annual rate is 414%,

then it's 16.56 million won, not 80 million.

Really?

Ms. Lee, please summarize it for him.

Hello, I'm Attorney Lee Yun-a with Hankook Group's legal team.

Before we discuss this case…

Mr. Kim Se-jin,

you registered Happy Loan as a lending company

with the legally permitted maximum interest rate of 20%.

But the actual contract terms differ--

Hey!

That's enough. I get it.

Damn it.

Guys, let's go have some jjajangmyeon.

Hey, Jeong-yo.

It's money that makes art, not people.

-Don't worry, ma'am. -Okay.

We'll call you when the documents are ready.

I'm not worried. I trust you.

Good work today.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

Let's go.

Thank you.

-I'll earn the money somehow-- -Good.

Pay me back.

I'll assume it'll take you ten years to pay it back,

so forget about it for now.

Just buy me a meal occasionally to cover the interest.

You've been through so much, Mr. Choi.

You probably haven't been eating well.

Shall we go eat?

Mr. Choi.

I ended up giving your son a scholarship at our school

without asking for your permission.

Jeong-yo is exceptionally talented.

How did you raise such an amazing son?

I'd like to thank you for not letting him give up on music

despite all the hardship.

This kid

isn't my son.

What does that even matter now?

Neither of us had anyone to rely on.

Have I ever been a burden to you, Dad?

-If anything, I've been-- -It was bad enough

being tricked into raising a kid

who wasn't even mine for ten years.

You expect me to keep you around like you're my son?

I…

can't stand you.

Whenever I look at you,

I want to drag your mom out of her grave and ask her why.

Just looking at you drives me insane.

You should've had the decency to get out of my life!

But…

But still…

Things were good between us.

It was good when you thought I was your son.

Wait…

Jeong-yo.

What?

I know.

You must be disappointed.

But what can I do?

I'm the head of this company,

and I have to be objective for the sake of my employees.

Can't you be a little understanding?

You couldn't even spare my son a minute to figure things out

and decided to switch over to Choi Jeong-yo?

Switch over? What do you mean?

It's not like we're terminating our contract.

Just look at it as a win-win.

They're close friends,

and being in the same agency makes it easier to work on projects.

There are lots of advantages.

Since when is an agency trying to sign an artist

grounds for such a harsh comment?

I don't quite get it.

Look, I'm only asking you to understand because we're friends.

I don't need your permission to do this.

Fine.

If that's how you feel…

let's part ways.

Hey.

Why are you being so drastic?

I can't accommodate you and Pi-o every single time.

That's why I'm saying we should part ways.

However…

I want to make one thing clear.

You should know

that artists hate feeling like they're just one of many.

They'd rather walk away.

How can you run an agency

without even understanding that?

Get in. I need to talk to you.

I've got nothing to say.

I'm not telling you to compete.

It's important, so get in.

How's living on your own?

Do you like it?

Is that what you wanted to say?

No.

It's not that.

What do you want to tell me?

Just say it.

Eden brought up

terminating your contract if you won't enter competitions.

They said they'll sign

Choi Jeong-yo instead.

So I told them to go ahead.

Good call, right?

CHOI JEONG-YO

ROOM 424 CHOI JEONG-YO

KOREA ARTS HIGH SCHOOL

Did you call yesterday?

Sorry. I went back home.

-Come on, what is it? -Huh?

Oh, I…

I called because you didn't show up.

Let's get something to drink.

Thank you.

What made you go back home?

-Well-- -What are you guys doing here?

What kind of fun are you plotting without me?

We're not plotting anything.

We were talking about practice.

Practice?

Are you guys working together?

We're playing each other's concerto accompaniments.

Really?

Hey, Jeong-yo.

You never mentioned this when you played for me.

Can I come watch?

No.

Come on. I'll just watch and stay out of the way!

I'm so excited.

Can I begin?

Okay.

What do you think about when you play?

Nothing, really.

I'm so jealous.

Maybe I think too much.

Are you tired?

You don't look so good.

-What? -Oh, really?

Yeah.

Then can you walk Jae-in to the bus stop?

What?

Hey, don't be silly.

Just go home, you two.

No, you…

Walk her there, okay?

But…

See you!

Take your temperature when you get home.

You were out for a long time…

Hello, Ms. Yoon.

Hi, can you talk?

Yes, go ahead.

It's time for you to pay up.

Sorry?

Hey, Pi-o.

Yeah?

Where are we practicing today?

I've got some pieces to work on by myself, so let's practice separately today.

-Okay. -See you tomorrow.

Bye.

You have such a great eye, as always.

Choi Jeong-yo is really something, right?

Yes.

I want him to perform my concerto.

-Encore! -Encore!

Encore!

Encore!

I was hoping for an encore,

but he got too shy and ran off.

I'll ask Mr. Choi to play again later.

I'm very excited for our next guest.

Please welcome pianist Sunwoo Ye-kwon.

-Thanks for coming. The floor is yours. -It's my pleasure.

Pi-o.

So the thing is,

I heard about this sick child who likes music.

Ms. Yoon asked me to play, but when we got here,

I realized it was your home.

If I'd known I'd be playing here, I wouldn't have…

You.

I told you to audition for the concerto. What's taking so long?

Are you still deciding?

I…

I told the director I didn't want to.

Why are you hesitating so much?

Don't you know playing concertos is what truly shapes a pianist?

Stop being lazy

and come to my office tomorrow.

But sir…

Let me explain. The truth is…

Pi-o.

Kang Pi-o!

What does Choi Jeong-yo have that I don't?

You know how badly

I've wanted to perform with you!

So why?

Why is it Choi Jeong-yo and not me?

Do I really have to spell it out for you?

But you said I was good at the Noblesse Classical Concert!

You said you'd come

and watch me perform again.

The Noblesse Classical performance wasn't good because you played well.

Choi Jeong-yo carried that performance,

and you were just swept up in his raw emotion.

He's fundamentally different from you.

You calculate everything, but he plays on instinct.

You analyze the structure,

but he pours music out of his heart like exploding lava.

That's why people

find your music flawless yet boring.

But when they listen to his,

they're captivated even if it's imperfect.

Something like that…

simply can't be taught!

That's not true at all!

You're wrong, Mr. Kang.

You don't know this,

but Pi-o carried me that day.

I was able to play because of him,

and my emotions ran high because of him!

What gives you the right to compare us when you don't know anything?

Knock it off.

Knock what off?

I can feel it!

Your raw talent is more brilliant and extraordinary than mine!

I find your friendship oddly amusing.

But Pi-o…

You see it clearly now, right?

You know who'll be left

broken and destroyed in this relationship.

Pi-o.

Pi-o.

Leave my son alone.

-I'm really sorry, but-- -Don't you get it?

This is all your fault.

I'm warning you.

Don't ever approach Pi-o again.

If I see you one more time…

I'll make you regret it. Understand?

Pi-o.

Pi-o?

Pi-o.

Pi-o!

Pi-o!

Pi-o, wake up! Pi-o!

Pi-o.

SPECIAL THANKS TO SUNWOO YE-KWON FOR HIS GUEST APPEARANCE

FOUR HANDS, TWO SONATAS

Why do you say I'll never make it?

Because you have no talent.

I'm not a genius.

If I don't prove myself on stage, who'll listen to me play?

I want to ask you

to enter the same competition.

What's wrong with your pinky finger?

Why did he have us play the same piece?

You're not yourself right now.

Knock it off! Stop!

Do you want to get kicked out before you even compete?

If I don't win the competition,

I'm going to quit the piano.

Subtitle translation by: Jenny Kim