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NAVILLERA

Mr. Sim, I passed.

What?

-I'm moving on to the next round!
-Really?

Congratulations, Chae-rok!

I heard you made it to the next round.

Isn't it unfair?

Hey. It can't be this unfair, can it?

You're the reason my life got ruined,

so you shouldn't be happy, should you?

Hey, remember when you asked me
what I was good at?

Are you sure you weren't talented enough
to be scouted?

Shut the hell up.

While I attended the School of Dance
and Se-jong went to college,

you were still stuck in that field
from four years ago.

Do you still not get it?

I said, shut the hell up!

Is this the only thing you're good at?

Ask me again. Come on.

-This is enough.
-What?

I said, this is enough!

Why do we need to fight?
We have no reason to!

Yang Ho-beom.

It wasn't easy for me to get into ballet.

You can start anew again.

You loved football.

Shut the hell up!

Chae-rok…

Damn it.

Chae-rok!

Chae-rok.

Chae-rok, are you okay?

Oh, gosh. Where does it hurt? Where?

Is it your knee? Your ankle?

Where are you hurting so badly?

Oh, no. What should we do?

Mr. Sim, help me get up.

No. Stay here.

I'll call the doctor, okay?

EPISODE 6

Thankfully, his knees are fine.

His ankle is the problem.

I see stress fractures
and his ligament is stretched.

I see. What does this mean?

He needs a cast.

But the competition
is just around the corner.

When will he take it off?

Chae-rok!

I called him.

What is this?

Who the hell hurt your leg like this?

Who was it? Sue them this instant.

Would knowing their name
make a difference? Forget it.

What do you mean?
You have to perform a month from now!

-I'll be fine!
-Are you a doctor or something?

I'm the doctor here.

Let me share my opinion with you.

It's true. He'll be fine.

All athletes have stress fractures.

He fell down the stairs but didn't get
a single crack in his bones.

Let's put him in a cast for a week
and see how it goes.

I'm sorry.

Why would you apologize?

I think it's my fault.

I should've gotten hurt instead.

I'm a lousy manager.

It was just an accident.
It wasn't your fault.

No, I am to blame.

-Chae-rok isn't that kind of person.
-What are you talking about?

He's not someone who can be forced
to dance on the billiard table for money.

Seriously! So what do you want?

Leave Chae-rok alone.

Don't laugh.

Chae-rok is going to soar like an eagle.

I shouldn't have provoked that kid.

Chae-rok.

Are you okay?

Let's go.

Right, water.

Don't do anything and just rest up
for now.

Call me if anything happens.

Better yet, should I just sleep here?

-You can't go to the toilet alone.
-I want to be alone.

-But still…
-Mr. Sim.

I'll come here first thing in the morning.

Good night.

Where do you live? I'll drop you off.

That's okay.

It's getting late.

I need to stop by somewhere.
Goodbye, then.

MEDICINE
OH JOONG-SIK ORTHOPEDIC CLINIC

RESULT ANNOUNCEMENT

Poor him.

I guess he won't soar after all.

I know how you feel.

I felt the same way.

-I'll look for him so don't you worry.
-One time,

my family suffered because of my mistake.

I did everything I could.

I had to make ends meet.

-But our situation
-I haven't been asking for more

-just got worse.
-considering your situation.

-Thank you.
-I was struggling too much.

Wasn't this your promotion party,
not a housewarming?

-Both I and my life
-I'm just frustrated.

-looked so small.
-That's enough.

-When will he be able to pay off his debt?
-They were worried about me.

-Don't you worry about me!
-But

-Don't you worry!
-I hated it so much.

-What did you say?
-That's enough.

I couldn't take it.

It was none of their fault,

but I was so twisted inside

that I took it the wrong way.

I had lacked so much deep down.

What are you rambling about?

Chae-rok won't soar, you said?

Sure, that's a possibility.

But the same goes for you.

His misfortune will only bring upon yours.

I see. So you're here to threaten me.

So what? Will you sue me?

No, I won't.

Be my guest! I'm not afraid of you!
Just do it!

Damn it.

What a load of bullshit.

Ho-beom.

You can soar as well.

So stop this before it's too late.

I was only worried about you getting hurt.
This is unbelievable.

Does this mean he won't be able
to compete either?

We'll have to see.

I should've gotten hurt--

Goodness, don't say such a thing.
Neither of you should get hurt.

That's true, but…

Beef bone broth is the best
for your bones,

so fill it up to the brim.

Okay.

Make sure you chew well
so you won't get indigestion.

-Did you sleep well?
-Yes.

I bought a pair of crutches,
so it'll be easier for you to walk.

I'm not expecting anyone.

She found the right house. It's my wife.

-Your wife?
-Yes.

The mart downstairs sells good products.

They have fresh fruits.

You always pick the best ones.

You're right. I have a keen eye
for picking the best products,

-but not the best man.
-What?

Gosh.

You didn't have to come here. Thank you.

If you're grateful,
then recover as soon as possible.

Consider this your chance to take a break.

I bet you don't understand me.
I must sound like I'm rambling.

-You don't get me, do you?
-No.

He sure is very honest.

Pretend you didn't hear me.
Just forget it.

This too shall pass.

Okay.

Chae-rok, how is your ankle?

Are you hurting anywhere else?
How are you feeling?

Stop bombarding him with questions.

Let's go. Let's not bother him.

He needs some rest.

How can I leave him here by himself?

I need to take care of him.

I'm okay. You can leave.

Old people like us won't be of help.

Goodness, let's go. Don't be a nuisance.

-Will you really be okay?
-Yes.

Hey, before we go, write it down.

Write what down?

The name of that bastard
who did this to you.

I'll go slap his head.

Forget it.

Let's go.

-Goodbye.
-Bye.

Why now?

I know.

Should I introduce him
to a rehabilitation physician?

Yes.

This will be a rocky road.

The injuries aren't severe,

but why did it have to happen now?

To be frank,
he can enter another competition.

But recently, Chae-rok has been dancing
for his own sake.

He finally managed to set a goal
for himself.

I'm just disappointed about that.

What if he gets demotivated again?

What if he goes through another slump?

I hope that doesn't happen.

This is unlike you.

You weren't like this
when you got injured.

You've become a true mentor.

This is all you can offer.

He'll overcome it.

If not,

that'll be his end.

I know, but--

If you do, then don't give him that look.

If you look anxious,

he'll feel twice as anxious as you.

He won't be able to make a single turn.

First, let's wait
until he removes the cast.

Make a decision instead of worrying
or trying to comfort him.

Don't do anything else.
That's all you need to do.

And stop drinking.

HANGANG BANK

"Don't hesitate."

I'll put it up here.

Hello.

DON'T HESITATE
IN-HOUSE COUNSELING

Putting up posters
won't bring anyone to your office.

And consultations won't be of any help.

Everyone's busy ignoring their problems.

Then what about you?

Why do you always sit
on your father's old sofa?

What?

It's the same thing.

Sometimes, just having someone
listen solves problems.

By the way, you haven't been
visiting your parents lately.

Are you still that upset?

You're so petty.

Me?

It's true.

Hi, Mother. How are you?

I've made some beef bone broth
and thought about bringing you some.

You're quite busy, right?

I'll send Seong-san over.

Will you?

Your son tends to sulk for a long time

and holds grudges.

Hey, I never raised him to be like that.

My mother never raised me this way,

yet I tend to be cold and cranky.

You can never control your kids.

You know better than I do.

How's Father?

Ho-beom, that bastard.
Why didn't you do anything about it?

This is…

This is the same
as Messi breaking his legs.

Why is he blaming you
for ruining his own life?

Are you not even mad, you idiot?
Are you a saint?

I am furious,
but my ankle just hurts more.

Unbelievable.

I really wanted to do well
this time around.

I've never been this desperate
for anything.

I've finally learned

that loving and being desperate
only brings pain.

Messi didn't score any goals.

-What?
-I put up with that awful part-time job,

bought a ticket,
and flew all the way to Barcelona.

But he didn't score a single goal.

Even Messi can't score a goal every time.

Exactly.

So why would you despair
over something like this?

Snap out of it. You're nothing.

Nothing. Okay?

Hey. Let me snap your Achilles heel
one more time.

Bueno. That's it.

I brought a gift.

You didn't have to.

It's not for you.

What is it?

Mr. Sim, did you clean the studio again?

A clean studio is always nice,

but you shouldn't do it anymore.
It makes me uncomfortable.

I only do it because I enjoy it.

Goodbye, then.

Aren't you going to practice?

No. How could I when Chae-rok is injured?

Mr. Sim.

-Would you like me to teach you instead?
-What?

-Until he recovers--
-Says who?

Chae-rok.

What? Why are you here?

I'm his teacher.

And Mr. Sim, what kind of reply was that?

Were you ready to switch teachers?

What a traitor. You better brace yourself
for today's class.

"Class"? No, you shouldn't.

You should go back home.
Our class isn't important.

-You need to rest up--
-I'll only gain weight,

and it'll hinder my jumps.

That's not what's important.

Do you not want me to perform
in the competition?

What? Of course, I do.

Then just continue with our class.

This is for me, not you.

I need to keep my body active
to fully recover before the competition.

Please bring me a chair.

Me?

Are you talking to me?

No, let me.

You should bring the mat.

Hurry up. Bring it.

Come on.

Sir, please sit here.

-One iced Americano.
-Hey.

I'm thirsty.

How could you miss that?

You asshole!

What was that?

You're a loser
who pities yourself the most!

Have you gone insane?

What did you just say?

Hey, grab him.

Damn it.

Seul-a, I heard you got into Samil.

Samil? No way!

It's my treat at Cheongdam!

What is it this time?

I feel impatient.

I told them I'd look for something
that I enjoyed doing.

But after hearing that my friends
got into big companies,

I wonder if I should hurry
and do something.

Fight it.

That's exactly why I'm doing this.

I don't want to repeat the same mistake.

I want to find something meaningful to do
even if it takes some time.

But I don't know where to begin.

I'm no longer a student.

I can't be jobless forever.

Hey, can I work here?

Unbelievable.
Hey, don't drag me down with you, okay?

I'll be off.

I'll ask around and let you know.

Got it.

Hello, Grandpa.

-Mr. Sim.
-Yes?

Here.

Real men wear pink.

They're from Se-jong.
He enjoyed the porridge.

My favorite color is orange.

Mr. Sim. You do know you're silly
at times, right?

-Then I'll wear it.
-No, it's mine.

I should thank him.

See you tomorrow, Mr. Sim.

Wait for me, Chae-rok. Hey!

It's okay. Don't call a cab.
We're fine. You can go.

Why not?

-She should be here by now.
-Who?

Oh, there she is.

Why are you…

I asked her to drive you around
for the time being.

Why would you do that?

Get in. I'm not allowed to park here.

-Go on, now.
-I could've just taken a cab.

Get in.

Eun-ho, thanks.

Please take him home safely.

I'm not a kid.

-What?
-Put on your seatbelt.

I'll be clocking out early today.

Aren't you coming with us?

I should walk if I want to strengthen
my leg muscles. Bye.

-Bye.
-Mr. Sim.

You didn't have to drive me home.

Thanks.

At least you're thankful.

How did you get hurt?

What?

It just happened.

I heard you had planned
to enter a competition.

I still can.

I'm glad.

Did you find out?

When you're the happiest?

It was actually easier said than done.

To be honest, I'm not sure.

But I do know one thing.

On my way home today,
I just happened to look up.

The sky was bright and blue.

Just looking at it made me happy.

Just standing and watching.

How should I put it?

It just felt like time was floating
across the sky.

It felt really nice.

That's when I thought

that happiness could be felt
in the little details.

You don't always have
to achieve something grand.

You'll find it soon.

Really?

Yes.

Chae-rok!

-Hello.
-Hello.

What is it? And what's with that mask?
Are you a celebrity?

-Since when were you two…
-What do you mean?

I had no idea. I really didn't.

Had I known at the restaurant…

Forget it.

You should go. I'll go home with him.

Okay. I'll see you tomorrow.

-"See you tomorrow"?
-Just go.

-Gosh.
-My ankle hurts.

You should've told me sooner.

I said my ankle hurts.

-Forget your ankle--
-Shut up. Just help me.

You've been quite active
for someone who's hurt.

This is unbelievable.

Here.

I'm fine.

-Come on. That's going to leave a scar.
-Gosh.

Why did you pick a fight with him?

Your fighting spirit matters more
than your strength.

-And I landed an extra punch.
-What?

You crazy bastard.

Why are you here?

I said I'm not going there.

We're not talking about my parents here.

We're talking about yours.
It's their house.

I never said it wasn't.

Why did she make beef broth soup at home?

Isn't it obvious? She wanted to feed you.

I can go to a restaurant.

She always complains of back pain, so why?

Just go and bring some.

Once she passes away,
you won't be able to have any.

Don't you know why I've been storing

my mom's pumpkin porridge for three years?

Gosh.

Hey.

She just won't yield.

Why did she take that after me?

Did it hurt?

Yes.

I'm glad.

-If you ever say that to him again--
-I'm sorry.

Your wedding anniversary is just around
the corner. You guys should dine out.

The gym memberships I had purchased
last time are inside as well.

It's okay. Your dad always prepares
something for our anniversary.

If he remembers one thing,
it's our wedding anniversary.

Take some beef bone broth.

Father.

What? Hey, Seong-san.

-Do you need a ride?
-It's okay. I'm almost home anyway.

Your mom will sleep soundly tonight.

Thanks, Seong-san.

What about you?

Me? Well…

-Goodbye.
-Seong-san, drive safely.

Mr. Sim.

Ta-da.

Check this out. Get on.

You didn't need to…

Mr. Sim, did you…

You want a wheelchair this time?

Yes. Imagine Chae-rok going up the stairs.

As Chae-rok's doctor
and the team's physician,

I'm sure you already know.

-But if I must explain myself--
-You see,

I didn't think he'd need…

Never mind. You can take one.

-Take them all.
-Thank you, sir.

Let's go. Eun-ho is waiting.

Slow down.

Eun-ho, this is it.

-What are you doing? Go get ready.
-Okay.

-Let me get changed.
-Okay.

-Can you give me my crutches?
-Here.

-Come in.
-Okay.

So this is what
a ballet studio looks like.

It's pretty.

It is. It's the prettiest
when the sunlight is shining through.

Do I look odd?

No. You look amazing.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

How is it?

It's fine.

Thank you.

-Let's take an x-ray.
-Okay.

I guess being young helps.
You've recovered quickly.

He's really fine.

If he wears an ankle brace

and gets physical therapy
until the competition,

he'll be all right.

See? I told you I was strong.

I was injury-free
as a football player too.

Still, be careful.

-You could sprain it again.
-Okay.

I'm happy for you.
You've gone through so much.

Thank you.

-Can I go now?
-Take better care of yourself.

I'll start practicing from now on.

Can you please take it slow?

Goodbye, then.

LEE CHAE-ROK: I REMOVED MY CAST.
THANK YOU.

IF YOU'RE GRATEFUL, TREAT ME

SO-YEONG

Hey, So-yeong.

A part-time job? Were you serious?

Chae-rok. What is it? Does it hurt?

I'm okay.

There's so much to prepare for
before the competition.

I thought you could borrow your outfit.

It requires a lot of money.

Still, it's a good opportunity.

You have to work so hard
because your manager is so lousy.

I'm sure you'll do well.

-You too.
-What?

You're also a dancer.

-You're an amateur dancer.
-I am?

That's why you should also
take care of yourself.

Rest up tomorrow since it's the weekend.

I'm fine.

Okay.

What is it?

Why are you here at this hour?

Are you here to pry?

I'm not you.
I'm here to check on Chae-rok.

I heard he went to rehab yesterday.

You are here to pry.

He seems to be doing fine.
His landings are stable too.

What is it?

He took painkillers.

How many pills did you take?

Not that many.

They all take some when they're injured.

They even get shots before contests
or performances.

Are you serious?

You just began your career.

Are you going to end it
after one competition?

Don't exaggerate. This is a minor injury.

Just go home today.

-No.
-Go.

He's just like you.

You'll rehearse with that back of yours?

Are you really going to perform?

Do you want to end your career?
Come to your senses!

I'm really fine.

Who else will play Basilio?

They've already cast another.

What?

Seung-joo!

Seung-joo.

-Seung-joo.
-I am Basilio.

I will perform on stage.

If you don't want me to,

then just fire me.

That's why I'm here.

My arrogance…

got the best of me.

Hankuk University of Arts,
School of Dance.

-The spinach grown from these parts…
-Spinach.

…have a sweet taste.

Compared to last year, the popular crop
has grown by forty percent.

Honey, I'll be leaving now.

Where are you going?

Isn't today your day off?

It is, but I want to check on Chae-rok.

He'll be dancing all day,
so I should be of help.

I might come home late today.

Don't you know what day it is?

What?

Gosh, you really forgot.

That was one thing
I could still brag about,

but you even took that from me.

-Do you really not know?
-Is today a special day?

It's our wedding anniversary.

-That's today?
-Yes, it is.

Today's the day I totally fell
for your love letter

and turned myself
into a terrible daughter.

Darn it. Hurry up and get changed.

I've always remembered it.

What? I heard you were injured.
Are you okay now?

What's wrong? Disappointed?

Don't build castles in the air.
The Grand Prix is mine.

Why are you staring at me?

Hae-nam, should we take a photo?

We're too wrinkly for that now.

We never took one just with each other.

We should cherish your beauty
for a long time.

Look at you trying to make up for today.

All right.

Is there a place
you'd like to go afterward?

Yes, there is.

Hey, Sang-su.

Ms. Eun, are you sure
Chae-rok has fully recovered?

I think he's overstraining himself.

What?

Get up.

Chae-rok is practicing at school.

What?

Put your hands here.

I'll take the photo now. Please smile.

One, two, three.

Yes. Looks good.

Look at that big fish.

Gosh, there are many strange-looking fish.

Were there aquariums
back when we got married?

No, there weren't. We only had zoos.

Right?

-Honey, come here.
-What? Why?

Let's take a photo with them.

-Come here.
-Okay.

-Honey.
-Yes?

Try this on.

Okay.

MOM

Gosh.

What do you think?

I think it fits me.

-Gosh, it's perfect.
-Really? Is it nice?

I should be getting a divorce,
not picking out clothes for you.

Oh, please.

-Honey.
-Yes?

-I'm nervous.
-Why?

At least you went to college.

I'm nervous since this is my first time.

-I'll pass, right?
-How did you even give your speech?

Just think of them as voters.

Those judges are all electors.

"Electors"? You're right.

Honey, I feel confident now. Really.

Goodness.

She's so halfhearted.

Seong-gwan would be worse.

I didn't get any sleep last night,
so I'm so tired.

Why did you want
your first patient's chart?

Did you get sued or something?

I want to visit them.

For what? The patient is dead.

I'm sure somebody remembers the patient.

But why? Why would you visit them?

For your documentary?

Right. I'll never forget
my first patient either.

At least yours survived.

Bye.

Hey, be safe. Okay?

See? I told you.

They must be busy,
so stop sending them photos.

It only takes 30 seconds to reply.

This won't do. I'll send it to Seong-san.

You and your undying love for him…

This way, please.

-Thank you.
-No problem.

What is this?

Hello, Mr. Idea.

What?

What do you think? Isn't it grand?

Don't you think they'd want to come here
to sit on this couch?

Sure.

Thank you for the inspiration, Mr. Sim.

By the way, who paid for it?

I donated it.

DONATED BY KIM AE-RAN

-Let me see your phone.
-What?

I'll send this one to Eun-ho.

Hae-nam, that's enough. Come on.

Stop.

A junior radio scriptwriter?

Why? Do you not want to?

Countless others would die for this job.

That's not why.
I just never considered it before.

You've never listened to our show,
have you?

Forget it, then.

We just wasted our time.

Wait a minute.

I'm hungry again
even after having pork cutlet.

-Do you want me to buy something?
-Yes.

What do you want? Bread? Candy?

A drink and some candy.

-Okay, I'll be right back.
-Okay.

Once you've been on stage, you'll never
want to sit in the audience again.

Do you want to sit here?

No.

Then give up on this competition.

What?

No. Why should I do that?

I didn't break my ankle or tear
my muscles, so why all of a sudden?

-I can do well.
-I make that decision.

What right do you have?

I'm the one who'll be performing, not you!

You know how hard I worked for this.

How could you tell me to give up
so easily?

I'm going to compete.

That's exactly why I quit ballet.

I was stubborn and arrogant just like you.

If things go wrong,
this could be the end of your career.

And I refuse to allow that.

Mommy.

Mommy.

Mommy.

Mommy.

Mommy.

-Mommy.
-We are looking for a lost girl.

If you find a seven-year-old girl
in pigtails and a red coat…

-Mommy…
-Hey, kid.

Mommy…

Hey, kid.

If you locate the child,
please report to the information desk.

What's taking him so long?

Maybe I should've tagged along.

Excuse me.

Wait.

Please be advised.
The aquarium will be closing at 8 p.m.

He even left his phone with me.

Honey.

Goodness.

Honey.

Honey.

Honey.

Gosh.

What should I do?

SEONG-SAN

The person you have dialed is
not available.

Your call will be forwarded to voicemail…

SEONG-SUK

-Mr. Sim, let me call you--
-Is it you, Chae-rok?

Ms. Choi?

This is urgent, and none of my kids
are picking up.

That's why I called you.

Is something wrong?
Why are you calling me with his phone?

He disappeared.

What?

Subtitle translation by: Soo-ji Kim

NAVILLERA

Mr. Sim went missing?

I've always been envious of Chae-rok.

If only I had started ten years earlier.

I thought you could show the world the
kind of dance that I wanted to show.

How bad is your pain?

I would like to soar for once.

-I heard he's always shimmying around.
-What my husband does is art.

You have to practice
until it becomes muscle memory.

En avant.

I want to perform on stage.

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