Original subtitles

Subtitles by MJH and PES

Lee Seung-Chul

Na Hyeon-Hee

Song Seung-Hwan

Mu-Hoon.

I'll engrave '4:11pm'.

Always think of me around this time.

Bang Eun-Hee

Kim Dong-Soo / Lee Ki-Yeol

Director of Lighting Kim Kang-Il

Music: Shin Jae-Hong & Park Gwang-Hyeon Editing: Kim Hee-Soo

Director of Photography Park Seung-Bae

I'll engrave '4:11pm'

Always think of me around this time.

Screenplay Kim Yong-Tae & Park Chan-Wook

Producers Koh Soon-Jong / Ahn Cheol-Woo / Lim Jin-Kyu

Directed by Park Chan-Wook

The Moon Is... the Sun's Dream

You see? Move your arms like this.

Bring the camera.

Move with some damn emotion.

I am a photographer.

I believe in the objectivity of a camera.

But I do not believe in the objectivity of a cameraman.

I am now going to tell a story of something I experienced.

Everything I saw, heard, and imagined,

I will recreate it as precisely as a photograph.

Ultimately, I am not a photographer.

I am a subject, and simultaneously, the camera.

With more facial expression.

Now, look this way.

Good. Now turn around this way.

Bring the ladder over here.

Look up and smile.

A bit more.

Turn off the music.

Hey, I told you not to wear lipstick with glitter.

Are you a bar hoe?

Oh my god. Mr. Shim!

Please change the photographer. I can't work with him.

Huh, wow. Huh.

Just bear with it.

- You're a fading star, - Change the lens!

and Ha-Young is a rising star.

If anything I'll change you, why would I change him?

How dare you frown?

Smile!

Hey, set up the camera over there.

Turn around and bend your waist this way.

Hey! Su-Mi, are we shooting an ad for constipation pills?

Smile! Smile!

Just wait and see, Ha-Young.

Bend more and smile more!

Good.

- 4.3 on the Richter scale. - Miss Lee!

Hey, hey, let's call it a day. What's wrong with you today?

Are you tired?

- Aw, I got a full 4-hour sleep. - Roamed around the night streets again, I see.

You know how much money we're losing because of that documentary?

Want me to calculate it for you?

At least another 6 hours a day,

so a month is, hmm...

Again?

You did it last time. You said 400 a month.

Anyhow I learned all this from you.

Who's the one who dragged me to Nanji-do and slums during school?

Realism blah blah, Eugene Smith blah blah.

School newspaper reporters are all like that.

You're healthy because you walked around so much back then.

They say walking iss the best for your health.

That should suffice, why do you go all the way to Paris

for some damn documentary?

Same with realism.

In a capitalist society, what's better realism than advertising?

'Seeing is believing.'

'I shop,'

'therefore I exist.'

Anyhow I'm going to keep walking til I get healthy so leave me alone.

Wrong!

Hypogastric breathing is the best thing for your health.

- Ha. - Oh, that dumbo.

What are you going to do about her?

Just spare her if you can.

Her time seems to be over anyway.

Why should I? I can't.

Would YOU live with her if it were you?

Why? She's pretty, she's nice, not bad.

I don't know, a nice and pretty alcoholic ... live with her all you want.

Hey, she just drinks a lot, she's not addicted.

Ha-Young, I'm thirsty for booze.

Buy me a drink, hmm?

I need to be somewhere so drink with Mr. Shim here.

I'm heading out first, but take your time.

- Hey hey, Ha-Young! - Ha-Young!

- Process all the photos before you leave. - Will do.

- Ha-Young! - Have a good one.

This brother from another mother was the root of my guilt.

When my father headed down to the Yellow Sea for a reclamation project,

he met a woman and conceived Mu-Hoon.

At the end of the project, the short move-in together was over,

and the pregnant woman was abandoned.

When I visited there after I learned about this during college,

Mu-Hoon and I easily became close.

The foundation of our friendship was our hatred towards our father.

It was exactly that.

Huh?

So Mr. Shim says I'm an alcoholic.

Jeez, I was so dumbfounded,

so I whimsically went for a drink.

- I'm not an alcoholic, right? - Right right right.

- Right? - Right right right.

If there's a girl who doesn't drink a bottle of whiskey a day,

bring me that girl.

Right? Then, since I've only drank half a bottle today,

I can drink a bit more, right?

Hey Su-Mi.

There there.

Jesus, whatever. Have it your way.

Whoa?

So you don't want to deal with me, huh?

I fooled around with Mr. Yoon just once

and you still give me shit for that?

Hey, so damn petty.

How noble are YOU?

Hey, Lee Ha-Young!

Open the door, please open the door.

You know everything too,

how this scene is full of temptations.

Just know that a girl like me is pretty virtuous here.

My face may be sold out to the world, but my heart is still wrapped up, untouched.

Hey bro.

Whew!

Hey, is this a wet house or what?

I came because I missed you.

Forget it, I'm done.

I have to get drunk too, I can't stand this.

Hey! Jeez.

Su-mi?

You can't just sleep here like this.

Wake up now.

I love you, Ha-Young.

Mu-Hoon, no! If you shake her...

... she'll puke.

Hey! Why are you going in there instead of the bathroom?

Damn it.

Hey, where did you take this photo?

After a long silence, Mu-Hoon opened up.

It was as fierce as a war, as young as winter light,

and as painful as a dagger. It was a love story like that.

Love always begins with a coincidence.

Mu-Hoon, who ran away from home as a teen and came to Busan,

grows to be a member of a small gang.

And one day, he meets Eun-Ju.

- Who on earth is that woman? - I don't know.

When coincidences overlap, we call that fate.

In this second encounter, Mu-Hoon's love and the boss' greed

sprint towards Eun-Ju.

The boss became sexually impotent after getting lynched by the rival gang,

and was a man with a cruel personality.

Eun-Ju, who was forced to become his girl, and Mu-Hoon, who was forced to give up his girl,

ends up stealing the gang's money and escaping the boss' house.

Tragedy always happens upon he who resists fate.

The gang ultimately finds the man and the woman.

In the end, only guilt remains on the man,

and on the woman, a scar on her cheek.

We ended up getting caught at some inn by the sea.

I came back with some food, and Eun-Ju was already captured and gone.

I had to return to Seoul by myself.

Only later did I find out

that Mu-Hoon had been lying to me then.

Unbelievable.

I searched everywhere for a year in vain,

and here she is,

less than 10 minutes away from where I work.

Damn it.

Such is life.

The closer you are, the harder to meet, and the more you meet, the farther you drift apart.

- Let's go. - Wait a minute!

You see that short guy? He's someone I knew in Busan.

Why is he here?

It would be best if you go inside and bring her with you.

- Okay. - Hey!

She'll know I'm here if you show her this.

You naughty girl.

What's up?

I'm Mu-Hoon's brother.

It seemed like you were being watched, so I came instead.

I'm a bait to capture him.

Youngwang Theater, front row, middle seat.

What time?

4:11pm?

What kind of time is that?

"An elegant and fancy indoor space.

A sophisticated and graceful ceremony room.

Bridal make-up, video recording, photography.

A large and spacious parking lot.

For those promising a new beginning,

we serve you with the best facility and best service.

Onang Wedding Hall."

- What movie is it again? - It's a Chaplin movie.

A chagrin movie?

There's a lot of happy movies too, why a chagrin movie?

Forget it. There will be a call from the boss from Busan.

I thought you had to go to Itaewon? Aren't you going?

I'll go after watching this.

Why do you ask?

Nothing, I was going to ask you to buy something for me there.

Where are you going?

I just feel a bit claustrophobic.

Hey!

Turns himself in after all.

When I've searched so damn hard for a year.

I feel sorry for you.

I lived in this town for 5 months.

That can't be true.

Such is life.

I don't have to fight with you.

My job is to report to Busan

when you show up.

I've wasted some good alcohol.

What are you doing here in Seoul?

I'm wanted.

I was ordered to look for you while I protect her

since I'm hiding in Seoul anyway.

Again, you took blame for something you didn't do.

My life is fucked anyway.

The only thing I can do for the gang is this.

Sir, do you really have to report to Busan?

That's my job.

And a traitor should be punished.

Step outside for a minute.

Thanks for taking care of me thus far.

The only thing I can do for you

is this.

Show this scar to the boss.

Sir

Dude.

Eun-Ju, come in.

Come in.

- Hello. - Nice to meet you.

Welcome!

Anything you want to ask me?

About what?

The money from back then.

I'm sure you spent it well.

It's so easy to spend 500 grands nowadays.

The cost of living is so h-

Not a penny, I did not touch a single penny.

That's money you and I will spend together.

It's our seed money.

Even though we stole it cowardly and ran away with it cowardly,

when we spend it, we'll spend it like a champ.

No, you'll babble again.

I'll gag your mouth.

What's this scar on your back? Let me see!

Whoa, hey,

when did you get this tattoo?

When my mom had me, she dreamed of a dragon soaring to the sky through the clouds.

Ever since I was young I thought of myself as a serpent.

A serpent waiting to become a dragon.

One day I'll soar to the sky.

When I become a dragon, I'll revenge my father.

That's why I got a dragon tattooed,

so that I can look at it whenever I get weak.

I was stupid, since I got it on my back.

I can't see it myself.

Why doesn't it have a tail?

They stopped tattooing midway.

Said I was 5000 wons short.

Oh, look at that.

The light on the right over there - Good.

- Is the exposure working? - Yes.

Come forward this way.

Look up a bit more.

Sir, this is Mu-Hoon.

I won't ask where you are.

I got lost on my way from Busan.

The Oh Gang is out there so you'll eventually be captured.

Wherever you go, just stay alive.

You betrayed the gang, but I've betrayed you.

Turn around a little to the right. Good.

Look towards their face. Good.

That's a wrap.

- Good job. - Good work.

- Prepare for the next shoot. - Will do.

Hey! What are you doing?

Come here.

You know, your cousin, why don't you give her some work?

You run a model agency and you can't even spot the scar?

Pathetic.

Jeez.

Not the face, but she could be a body part model.

Armpit, butt, stuff like that.

Oy, don't stop talking crap.

- Prepare for the next shoot. - Will do.

Oh!

Got yourself a young one?

Hey! Did you drink again?

This is my cousin.

Ho ho, so you're here temporarily to run errands?

So, is it true?

Yes.

Who's that woman?

Oh, that's Su-mi Koh, she was a pretty famous model in the past.

- Oh. - But she's long gone now.

Haven't you seen her in a magazine or something?

I don't know. I've never seen her.

Wow, some nerves... Okay.

Miss. you said you're here to run errands?

I can ask for a cup of coffee then?

Excuse me.

- Ha-young, say "ah." - Why?

Come on.

Ah.

Ow!

Your teeth rot because of all this damn sugar in here.

Miss, you must be from a rural town?

Oy, you!

I'll make a new one.

Miss, say 'eeh.' Say 'eeh.'

Now, your teeth aren't chipped,

but you bring your guest a chipped cup.

What town has that kind of manners?

- Seriously, what's wrong with you? - Why?

Forget it, leave it there.

- Just leave it. - No.

What's wrong?

Oh oh, what's that on your face?

Ew, gross!

I thought that was a pine worm there.

Ew. Ew, gross.

I couldn't live with that face. Ew, what the heck, ew.

Hot, it's hot! That bitch!

Hey!

Huh, hey!

You-

Why aren't you coming?

So, how was your parents' funeral?

What?

I heard the whole story.

You were the only one who survived in the accident.

Is that also when you got that scar?

I heard it was a 12-way collision.

What? Oh yeah.

- I'm so sorry about earlier. - It happens.

You're fine.

- Did you burn yourself earlier? - No, I'm fine.

Oh, you birdhead.

Cheep-cheep! Cheep-cheep!

You ran away with my money and my girl.

Yet you show up after a year

and expect to be forgiven just by returning the money?

500 grands?

I don't need that.

Then what can I do to make you stop looking for Eun-Ju?

First we need to recover our friendship.

I need to get rid of a big mouth.

He's under investigation at the Prosecuter's Office right now,

and we need to shut him up before the trial.

You mean we need to kill the witness?

I can't do that.

I'll return your stuff.

You will take this job.

Mr. Oh or whoever, they won't find Eun-Ju.

Don't forget, Christmas Eve is the d-day.

- I can't do the photoshoot today. - What? Why not?

Oh, you go over and take a good look at her.

See if that's the skin of a model I should take a close-up of,

or the skin of a diseased crocodile.

Oh fuck.

You drank again yesterday, didnt' you.

Drink? Me?

You look like you had at least two bottles!

Two bottles won't do that.

No, I only drank one bottle!

What? What the-

- I'm sorry, sir. - Damn it.

Hey! It's a re-shoot for one cut, what are we supposed to do if we fail again?

Goddamnit.

Hey! Get rid of that cello.

Forget it, move! Okay, here.

Tilt your head. Yes, this way.

Good. Raise your hand like this.

Good.

Okay, good.

Smile a little.

Okay.

A little to the side. Okay.

Good. Hey, give me the wide camera.

Just like that, just like that.

Good, good, okay.

I really didn't know that these beautiful images

created by going as far as hiding the cheek's scar with hair,

would change the fate of Mu-Hoon, Eun-Ju, and myself

so grievously.

At the time, I was merely enjoying

the emotion of secret love that nobody knew of.

Eun-Ju, for me,

was something more than a mere subject.

What? A surgery?

Yeah, I could get rid of it clean.

I met with the doctor too.

I- I see. With what money though?

So Mr. Shim told me he would give me the payment for my contract.

Does that mean you're going to become a model?

Well, you could say that, more or less?

Eun-Ju, I'm out of coins so I gotta hang up.

Hey, hey! No!

It's the Mugunghwa Train headed for Seoul, 4pm arrival.

Inform Mr. Oh of the arrival time

and send some of our guys to follow him.

Please exchange my ticket.

Tell him to be discreet until we find that bitch.

Yes, sir.

For Wollae Station, please.

I think we got the wrong info. Pull out.

Mom.

You abandoned your mom, why did you come back?

I'm the one who was abandoned.

Oh, you no-good bastard!

You cruel child.

Oh, my baby.

Have you eaten?

I came to pick up my bag.

Sure, I understand.

Mu-Hoon!

How is it?

- Hey? - Yes?

Am I pretty?

Since you were getting a surgery, you might as well have fixed more.

Where?

Hmm, you know, like a boob job.

Dude.

What? There's nothing wrong with my boobs! Boo.

Hey, about her,

I don't want her to be in ads yet.

The Busan guys might still be looking for her.

Things like fashion shows are fine, no?

Wow, fashion show!

Oh, you.

What's wrong?

Aren't you glad I got the surgery?

I like that you're prettier, but...

But what? Hmm?

Aren't you going to tell me?

I don't know.

I feel as if the string that attached us together broke.

You'll throw away the cocoon and fly away as a butterfly.

You can also become a butterfly and fly away.

Together with me.

I don't have a cocoon to throw away.

No one's like that.

Yes, my cocoon is

the memory of leaving you behind and running away.

You already got past that, right?

Right.

Close your eyes and listen to the sound.

We're by the sea right now.

Do you hear that?

The sound of waves.

The sound of seagulls and ship horns.

You can smell it too.

The smell of water, the smell of salt, the smell of seaweed.

Eun-Ju, this isn't Seoul.

We're by the sea.

I love you.

There's a second story about that bachelor,

a sad but beautiful story.

He was set up once again after getting rejected.

"This time I should kick up a notch

and use classical music to look smart."

So he decided

and memorized Schubert's "Songeo" ("The Trout")

But he thought he would forget it,

so he just memorized the fact that

they both begin with 'S' and that it's a fish.

With that, he met the woman at a fancy restaurant

and wanted to request that song,

but alas, he couldn't remember the composer nor the title.

Suddenly the bachelor remembered something and confidently said

"Is there the song 'Mooneo' ('Octopus') by Mozart here?"

Of course the waiter said no.

He then said

"Uhm, how about Tchaikovsky's 'Chamchi' ('Tuna')?"

When they said no again, he figured it could be a Korean song,

and asked "Ahn's 'Yingeo' ('Carp') then?"

That's when he finally recalled Schubert.

So he asked with full confidence,

"Well, you have Schubert's 'Seonggae' ('Sea Urchin'), right?"

Hey, say hello. This is Mr. You Hyun-Jin.

Nice to meet you.

Sir! You're not even going to accept her greeting?

Sir!

Turn around.

Do it.

Good job.

Go inside, there's a black velvet. Bring that out.

- It was a pain earlier, no? - Yeah.

Girlie! You're in good hands now.

Do you know how brilliant You Hyun-jin is?

He does a show every 3 years on Christmas.

Foreign designers and even journalists come to take a look.

A model in his show is all set with their career.

Even Koh Su-Mi had her debut there.

That is, 6 years ago,

at Lotte Hotel's Grand Ball-

Hey!

Are you daydreaming when your senior is speaking?

You nag, don't neglect the little things!

Uhm, hey,

does it cost a lot to get a boob job?

What?

Maybe this much?

What is this again?

I want to pay back for Eun-Ju's surgery.

It's 500 grands.

Hmm?

Look here, boy.

Eun-Ju has been sold to me for 2 years.

Just like these pretty ones.

Just as these guys can't leave the fish tank,

she's also bound by the contract. You understand?

We could discard the contract then.

If you two have that kind of money, find a room first.

Are you going to live on my backyard?

It's so inconvenient for me, get out of my place asap.

Do you mean it?

I was kidding, dude.

Don't you need to count the money?

What's wrong with this guy? It's a done deal.

Are you a thug or what?

It's 500 even. Happy?

From now on, not a single photo of Eun-Ju can be released.

Oh alright, but I can't guarantee that thing from the other day.

What?

You know the one from when she substituted.

I published it yesterday, it's well-received, too.

Hey.

Eun-Ju was truly dedicated to my caretaking.

As I watched her relax

and doze off for a bit,

The thought that I'm in love with her,

and that perhaps,

she may also love me, had possessed me.

Are you mad?

Are you annoyed?

Get out.

Hello?

It's you, Mu-hoon. Have you thought about it?

- I'll do the job. - Oh, really.

But touch Ha-Young or Eun-Ju again

and you're dead.

I'll head over there now.

I'm not interested in Eun-Ju.

What?

You can release Eun-Ju's photos now.

Wait seriously?

What does he look like?

He's as big as a bear. Limps his right leg.

He's still pretty quick though so be careful.

What do you think? Are you scared?

The elevator will be his coffin.

Why do you love Mu-Hoon?

Mu-Hoon is the only person in the world

who thinks of me all day.

Is that so?

Well, who else is there?

Ha-Young's waiting for you.

The photoshoot is over. I told him I'm heading out.

Should we tell him to leave first and we hang out a bit more?

Why? We should ride Ha-Young's car together.

We're different.

If anything, it's just that

Eun-Ju stands in front of the camera and I stand behind it.

You seemed like a completely different person in front of the camera.

I was that pretty?

If there's one thing we have in common,

it's that we both love Mu-Hoon.

What? How is this possible?

You know how important today is for me!

Tell the Busan guys to wait a little more.

They say making 500 grands is nothing once I debut.

We can pay them back then.

Hmm?

So come with me.

I'm going over to see Man-Cheol right now.

To show him where to hide.

Don't lie.

I know you went to Busan the other day too, not a friend's place.

You've changed. You don't think of me anymore.

You're like a different person. Cold and quiet.

Take that money, for instance.

Who's the one who said that's our seed money?

I used it for a good cause.

Who said I wanted to use the money for plastic surgery?

As long as that scar remains, we can't be free from our past.

It's right to use our money to get rid of the scar.

That's more important than having seed money.

No. The reason you spent that money is

because you wanted to pay me back and relieve your burden.

Am I wrong?

Fine.

I've done enough for you.

I want to be free from you now,

just like you do from Ha-Young.

Here's the ticket. Have it your way.

I'm sorry.

Wait a second.

The security guard has a handgun.

I forgot to tell you.

So kill them at the very beginning.

You'll be hanged if you get caught anyway.

Heading down.

A traitor has to be punished, sir.

What?

It stopped on 1st floor.

What happened?

Don't move.

Answer me, Mu-Hoon. What's going on?

Stop that car!

Run them over.

Hurry up! Hurry the fuck up!

I had a feeling that Mu-Hoon was badly injured.

But I couldn't tell Eun-Ju about that.

Was it just because I didn't want to ruin her debut show?

I still cannot precisely recall my emotions at that time.

This is breaking news.

Once again there was a failed murder attempt for a court witness.

According to police, around 6pm, an unidentified man in his 20s

attempted to murder Kim Man-Cheol but failed and ran away.

Kim, a member of Songdo Gang, was under investigation for selling meth.

The police is currently focusing on finding the black Hyundai

that the murderer used for escape. This was breaking news.

Mu-Hoon! Hey, Mu-Hoon!

What happened? Mu-hoon!

Mu-hoon?

- Eun-Ju, where's Eun-Ju? - Eun-Ju, she'll be here.

- Eun-Ju! - Hey!

Let's go to the hospital first, Mu-Hoon.

- Mu-Hoon, wake up! - No, I can't go right now.

If I don't meet her now I will never meet her.

- Mu-Hoon, hey! - No.

Wake up, Mu-Hoon.

Where's the nearest hospital?

I don't know, it's Christmas... There is an animal hospital.

Mu-Hoon, Mu-Hoon! Hey, Mu-Hoon!

Eun-Ju will arrive in a bit.

You know it right?

That I loved Eun-Ju.

That I tried hard not to be a coward.

I know, I know.

Brother, take this.

Every day at 4:11pm, please think of me.

Yes, I will.

He told me the story.

The story of his guilt and jealousy and bravery

and the story of his love.

That was probably the longest story someone could tell

in the span of 10 minutes.

Life is cruel.

Me, who lived like a dog, dying at a place like this.

Why would you die, Eun-Ju's coming soon.

Mu-Hoon...

I was the one who turned in Man-Cheol to the police.

So that you couldn't report to Busan...

It's my fault that you ended up like this.

You should throw away your cocoon and become a butterly.

Fly away with me.

Don't go alone. Take me with you.

Mu-Hoon, they say the moon is the sun's dream.

He left just like that,

and she, too, left the studio after the funeral.

A year later, I stopped doing photography,

and she has become a public celebrity.

I see her every day in magazines, on TV, in movies.

Unlike him,

I don't pursue her in real life.

Because that was a task just for him.

And because I'm happy with just her image.

But I know that the night snow as lonely as he was

will one day fall onto the ground.

When the wind stops and the nasty, howling night goes away,

I believe that the snow will seep into another world

as teardrops.

At that moment, no death would be able to approach the snow.

What's that?