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SHINCINE PRODUCTIONS PRESENTS WITH KOREA PICTURES

A SHINCINE COMMUNICATIONS PRODUCTION

THIS FILM IS BASED ON THE NOVEL BY JANG JUNG-IL,

BANNED AS "PORNOGRAPHIC" SOON AFTER PUBLICATION

Your script is about being possessed?

Right. That's the core of the film

So this spirit...

If we let it take over...

maybe we can see God.

In other words,

maybe reach a level of purification.

Furthermore...

the content of this script...

provides people with fantasy.

Fantasy does good,

mentally and physically.

I guess that's what this film is about.

That's terrific!

Starring LEE Song-Hyun

And KIM Tae-Yeon

EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: PARK Keon-Seop

DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY: KIM Woo-Hyung

DIRECTOR OF SOUND: LEE Young-Kir

DIGITAL VIDEO ARTIST: KIM Yong-Gyun

EDITOR: PARK Gok-Ji ART DIRECTOR: KIM Myeong-Kyeong

MUSIC BY: DAL PALAN

SOUND MIXER: KIM Suk-Won (BLUE CAP)

CO-EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS: KIM Moo-Ryung...

and JANG Soon-Seong

BASED ON THE NOVEL BY: JANG Jung-ll

SCREENPLAY BY: JANG Sun-Woo

COPRODUCER: Jonathan H. KIM

PRODUCED BY: SHIN Chul

DIRECTED BY: JANG Sun-Woo

LIES

I'm on my way to him.

Just to make love. To give him everything.

I lied to get out of the house. I said I was going to Woori's.

The library might have been a better excuse.

Woori means "we".

It's also my friend's name.

Her full name is...

K0 Woori.

"J" says it sounds like a dog's name.

Like a chihuahua.

Thanks to Woori, I got to know J.

Woori used to have good grades.

Then she got fed up with studying.

She fell in love with J's sculptures.

I'm not going to college.

Your parents must be furious.

J only finished elementary school.

In comparison, I've had too much education.

Her father owns an abandoned mill.

Woori wants to drop out and make sculptures there.

Just like J.

Why don't you call him?

Are you kidding?

I couldn't.

So I decided to call him myself.

For Woori's sake.

But on the phone,

his voice was so sexy.

I couldn't resist...

saying to him,

"I want to fuck you."

The more we talked...

I found myself...

getting wetter and wetter.

She isn't coming.

Maybe "Y" was pulling my leg.

Maybe she thinks we went too far on the phone.

I'll wait until five, no longer.

Maybe it's for the best.

I don't need the frustration of a virgin

She's only 18!

I'm 20 years older than her!

It could turn out disappointing.

Phone sex is one thing, but...

Are you Y?

Yes, I'm Y.

Sorry, the train was late.

You must be tired.

I wondered what you'd look like.

Me, too.

Frankly...

the idea of stripping naked...

makes me nervous.

There are a lot of nude scenes.

I know, but...being naked?

It's not like I'll be on my honeymoon.

It's embarrassing.

I wonder how I'll deal with it.

It's awkward.

But when you accepted the role...

you must have thought...

you could handle it?

Yeah. Who cares? I'll do it.

I'll just do it.

I won't be shy. I'll just do it.

Forget my feelings.

I'll just try.

I can do it.

Tomorrow, I might have second thoughts.

But I'm sure I can play this part.

If not, it would be a waste.

The film couldn't be made. The crew would be let down.

I must do a good job.

How does it feel?

Good. Keep undressing me.

Please make me feel good. Don't Stop!

You know what we're about to do, right?

Thanks for coming.

I'm happy to be here.

They're hard to unbutton.

That's it.

THE FIRST HOLE

That feels good.

My head is spinning.

Move over.

Does it smell bad?

No, it doesn't smell.

Odd. They say the devil has no smell.

Maybe she's the devil in disguise.

What?

Something big is touching my thigh.

Touch it. Stroke it slowly.

I didn't think it would be this hard and big...

and slipPefY-

- I'm going in. - Wait.

I want to look at it.

The sweetest thing lever smelled.

You want to suck it?

I don't want to start with oral sex.

Come on, this way.

Come on, take it in.

It hurts.

Just a bit more.

Relax...

THE SECOND HOLE

THE THIRD HOLE

Just like a spring flower. It's blooming.

Are you sure you can do this?

Ok. Get ready... I'm going in.

Think of my dick as shit. That will make it easier.

You can do it...

Just a little more...

THE INTERVIEW

Why was it so important...

to lose your virginity before graduating?

Because of my sisters.

Sisters?

My oldest sister committed suicide.

She was raped. Traumatized for a year.

Then she hanged herself.

- My other sister... - Suicide, too?

No, but was raped by some low-life...

at a bowling center where she worked.

Oddly enough, she married the asshole and moved to Brazil.

They're actually happy.

I wanted to choose my first sexual partner...

instead of being raped before turning 20.

So why me?

I considered giving my virginity to Woori.

During a school trip...

I fooled around with her.

We often sleep together.

But I threw up when her finger got inside of me.

I'll get you for that.

- Put your shoes on, - I'm trying.

- Hurry up! - Ok. Ok.

Let's go.

My bag...

ls your wife doing well in Paris?

Yeah.

Does she like Paris?

I don't think so. It's tough studying abroad.

Nobody suspects we're lovers.

Can I sit near you?

People will get ideas.

It's me, Y. Did you get home 0k?

It was so great with you.

But when I got home...

How could you do that to me?

Come on, get "P!

You've ruined everything!

I told you before.

I wanted J to be my first.

Cut!

I feel better. Woori and I made up.

How?

She apologized...

and gave me a present.

Some Calvin Klein underwear.

I saw her at lunch break.

She wanted all the details.

She asked how it felt.

If I groaned, if it hurt.

What else did you do?

He took me from behind.

You let him do that?

Woori is really jealous.

I'm glad you're friends again.

How are you? Any problems?

It still hurts, but I'm all right.

I'll kiss it all better. Undress.

What are you wearing?

A red shirt...

the white panties Woori gave me...

and white socks.

Nice. First, take your socks off.

I love the smell.

Sock marks are so sexy.

Y and J talk sex for an hour.

They've done this before, but now they know each other...

so it's entirely different.

THE SECOND MEETING

Come on in!

They weren't married!

How do you know?

I see everything.

Add some pepper.

Pepper?

Gives it more flavor.

Ma'am...

you shouldn't be eating out here.

Why not?

Customers will go someplace else.

That was my first impression.

But it's good. Want some?

No, thanks.

I want to see it.

Take your time.

I missed it so much.

- As long as you like. - So cute, but weird.

I can't stop thinking about it.

I could cut it off and take it with me!

Lick me!

My legs are drenched! This is the best!

It feels so good!

That's how it began with his wife.

A simple slapping of the ass.

Later escalating into violent whipping.

His wife was able to bear the belt.

But one day,

he suggested spanking her with a washboard...

and then displaying her body in a gallery.

That's why she left to study in Paris.

What's sirloin? Beef or pork?

Beet

Then I'll have sirloin.

We'll have the sirloin.

How many portions?

Three?

One will be enough.

- Two is the minimum order. - Soju or beer?

I prefer soju.

- Soju, please. - If you say so.

I don't care what people think.

That's the way to get respect.

That woman was polite only because we aren't afraid.

Here, since you like meat so much.

Don't drink so fast.

Too big a shock to the system.

I'll slow down.

How will you burn off all these calories?

- By giving you a good whipping! - Really?

Then eat up!

Many women couldn't stand it.

I can.

Am I a pervert?

A real pervert wouldn't ask that.

I don't mind if you are.

Too many hypocrites, proper on the outside...

but filthy inside.

You're not like that. So do what you want.

I love you.

I love getting beaten.

My ass is killing me. But it's so great!

Did you see J yesterday?

How far did you go this time?

Really?

Can ltouch it?

She seemed envious.

I feel sorry for her.

It's as if I've stolen you.

Don't think like that.

I think it would be better...

to keep your distance from her.

I'm with Woori now.

At her place. Do you want to talk to her?

No, what for?

I'll put her on.

Don't do that...

Hello?

What else did Y tell you?

Now that I hear your voice...

I could die this moment.

Would a condemned person sound any different?

Woori thinks she loves J.

But she doesn't know what love is.

It's easy for others but not for her.

THE THIRD OR FOURTH MEETING

How did the exam go?

I don't know. Nothing special.

Have you thought about college?

Not in Seoul. Somewhere closer to home.

I probably won't make it into Statistics.

So I'll go for Computer Programming.

It's hard to qualify for Statistics?

Yes, but it really doesn't matter.

So I've heard.

And after your degree?

Teach computing...

or become a civil servant.

What's the use in talking about this crap?

In front of the hotel?

No, across the street.

Here.

This is fine.

What do I owe?

3,200 won.

Like it?

That's it. I'm coming.

Was it good?

Great.

Now lick my pussy.

Come on.

I'm Yo"? PUPPY-

Deep...

Deeper...

Rub it with your nose.

I can't find it.

Now lick my ass.

That tickles.

How is it?

Why aren't you licking my ass?

Up a bit more.

Wow, this smell kills me!

- You like the smell of shit? - I love it!

Move your ass up.

Hold on.

Let me whip you.

Ok. What did you bring?

- How do you want me? - Turn around.

Face down.

Bring your ass up.

Now, like a triangle.

- Head down. - But I want to watch.

It's thin. it will leave deep marks on your skin.

Should I use something else?

You can cry and scream...

But if your ass drops or you try to protect it...

I'll beat you to death.

- I won't cry. - Sure?

Go ahead. Whip me. I won't let my ass drop.

Higher!

Here we go.

- You 0k? - I'm fine.

You 0k? Does it hurt?

I love you. I love you.

J whips her 35 times to match her hip size.

Y moves her hips back and forth.

But never drops down or tries to protect her ass.

J gets harder and Y gets wetter.

AFTER SEVERAL CLIMAXES AND DINNER MORE SEX

Harder!

- I can't. - Tired?

No more...

Try harder!

More!

Hello.

Yes, all right.

We'll be out soon.

Come on, hurry up!

The front desk again. It's checkout time.

I'm checking out.

Sign here, please.

- Sorry for being late. - Never mind.

Thanks.

- Have a good day, sir. - Thanks. Bye.

Oh, sir...

Haven't seen much of your work lately?

I'm not doing much these days.

Honey, this is J, a fellow sculptor.

Nice to meet you.

- Let's keep in touch. - Yes.

Is he that important?

What have we done wrong?

Why are you so nervous?

You're such a coward.

What do you want to do?

After lunch, we'll still have two hours.

Let's go somewhere.

Hello.

Is that you?

Yeah, you called?

Several times. Even to your mother's.

What's the matter?

Good news.

My professor recommended my work to the Biennale.

Really? And you've been there only two years.

Congratulations.

I need your help with the concept.

Please come to Paris and help me.

Can't you do it alone?

Alone.

What?

The line's going bad.

I'll call you later.

Even your calves have been whipped!

It's ok.

I'm not in uniform anymore.

You really like being whipped?

I like whatever J does.

How's my ass? Does it look torn?

It's still a little bloody.

I'll put some ointment on it.

It burns!

SHILLA MOTEL

EAST TAEGU INN

PARADISE HOTEL

VILLA INN

According to the book, they met at East Taegu station.

But it could have happened in any city.

Hello?

Anyone here?

Hello?

Wait here.

Come on.

Sir, do you have any vacancies?

- How old are you? - Twenty.

- Got some ID? - Who carries ID these days?

Sorry, no rooms to minors. We're under surveillance.

- Find another place. - Let's go.

Good bye, sir.

She really is 20.

- I'm 20. - I assure you.

Sorry, they've been cracking down on us lately.

Look at her. She's no minor.

Give us a room.

Ok, fill this out.

- Room number? -308.

I'm so sick of being taken for a minor.

I know.

It's like being in a chalet.

Oh, the sunlight!

- Shall we skip the whipping? - No way!

♪ s not a sadist.

True sadists hate intercourse.

J sees whipping as a part of foreplay.

Knowing they're about to spend 3 months apart,

J and Y are even more intense.

THREE MONTHS LATER

I should stay away. I shouldn't call her.

J nearly didn't go back to Seoul.

But he called Y from Kimpo Airport...

then headed straight to her college.

Here I am!

- Long time no see. - You came back early.

- I missed you. - I missed you, too.

You look exhausted.

I dropped my bags and rushed right over.

Thinking of you, I couldn't sleep on the plane.

Are my eyes red?

They're still beautiful.

Made many friends?

Not really.

Did you bring what I asked for?

Show me.

They weren't easy to find.

- See! - Where did you find them?

On the hill behind campus. I skipped class.

You're amazing. Let's see.

Great. This one will do.

Undress and bend over.

- Let's try it. - Ok.

- That hurt? - Not at all.

- And that? - A little.

- And this? - Nothing.

- This? - I love it.

And this?

That's great.

- And this? - Nice.

- This? - Yes!

Did it hurt that much?

Are you upset because I didn't bring you a gift?

Would you marry me?

I can divorce.

If you divorce, I'll leave you.

My wife is fine in Paris.

Don't feel guilty.

You'll probably treat me the same as your wife one day.

If you divorce her, I'll never see you again.

What's the matter?

Did I whip you too hard?

We could exchange roles.

I just feel like crying.

It's just foreplay.

Exchanging roles makes no difference.

How could I whip you?

You liked it under the whip, right?

Not much. I only did it for you.

Fine.

So do this for me.

I want you to whip me.

I can't.

Come on!

Ok.

If you drop from this position...

or if you try to protect your ass...

I'll give you double lashes.

You know the key number?

35 lashes.

It could be very painful.

Feel good?

Yeah.

Get up!

Come on!

Get up!

The branch broke.

We'll have to start over.

- Say "Yes, ma'am." - Yes, ma'am.

How did Y tolerate those terrible whippings?

J felt excruciating pain, but also pleasure...

Like memories of childhood.

Look at the size of that!

Come without my permission, and I'll whip you to death.

Yes, ma'am.

What's this?!

- Did I give you permission? - No, ma'am.

You're punished. We'll have to start over.

Say you love me.

I love you.

I love you.

Painful, wasn't it?

Turn around.

I'll wash it.

Your dick seemed even bigger when I whipped you.

I thought it would tear me apart.

- It hurt, didn't it? - Yes, but oh so good.

- Gently there. - It hurts a lot?

And here?

This is the worst spot.

It must have been unbearable.

This will sooth it for the time being.

Blow on it.

A bandage, 0k?

Gently.

Since you're in college, I feel better about us.

Me, too.

I can see you more often.

My brother.

You were out all night. Where were you?

I was...with my study group.

This is...our professor.

Don't end up like our sisters!

I've got my eye on you!

You look beautiful.

I couldn't breathe. My heart's been beating so fast.

- Seoul's great. - First time here?

Look at that.

You're so beautiful!

Y is the prettiest.

Prettier than any girl I saw on the way home.

The prettiest girl in the world.

- I've prepared lots of sticks. - Really?

Whip me as much as you want.

Here's some coffee for us.

What's wrong?

Let me see.

Oh, my poor baby.

You made me spill it!

- Do you like whipping me? - Only because you like it.

- And if I told you to stop? - Stop?

Then what else would give me so much excitement?

I want it so badly my underarms sting!

Is it that good?

It's a high! And at times, I just feel like a mother.

My baby...

How horrible! You're young, and I keep getting older.

I'm scared of losing you while I'm away.

I want to show you something.

I want to...

tattoo you right here.

What about "You are mine"?

J IS RETURNING TO PARIS

AT THE INVITATION OF THE FRENCH FINE ART ASSOCIATION

I'm sorry! I just couldn't get away from the group.

The seniors wouldn't let me go.

Never mind. I have to go.

Please stop pouting.

Are you still angry?

I won't move.

Are you still angry?

It's all my fault.

Can I make it up to you?

What in the hell! This is the ladies room!

You're crazy!

- Look. -It's almost gone.

You should have done it deeper.

You cried that it hurt too much.

I didn't cry.

I want to say good-bye to it.

It won't open!

MY DEAR WIFE, PLEASE BEAT ME

It's no good. You have to whip me.

Here. Come on.

Whip me!

- Don't start that up again! - Come on. Whip me.

Yes! Harder! More! More!

Harder!

More!

Honey, whip me.

Whip me!

Why are you like this?

- Stop it! 'l 599 You!

Please, whip me!

- Stop it! 'l 599 You.

Is something wrong?

Do I tell you or not?

Tell me what?

While you were away,

I gave a blow job to an old man.

What?

Why?

I just wanted to do an old man.

- I'm not an old man? - You weren't here.

You were with your wife. I felt sorry for myself.

This professor kept inviting me for a drink.

So I suggested going to his place.

We drank whiskey and watched videos.

He made up a bed for me.

I pulled down his pants and blew him.

Shit!

Why the hell did you do that?!

No reason.

I was bad. You should punish me.

Right. Undress and bend over.

The pain is so weird.

Hands down! Or you'll get double!

Hands down!

- I can't stand it! - Back in place!

Or I'll beat you to death!

Hands down!

Keep your ass up!

Hands down!

Stop. I need to go...

Hold on.

- I'm going to shit. - Hold it in.

Suck it!

Suck!

Hold it in your mouth. Don't swallow.

Now in his mouth...

J reflects that shit is disgusting...

because it has no taste.

Not sweet.

Not bitter. Not salty. Not spicy.

No taste at all.

Tasting shit made my heart beat so fast.

Now I know you really love me.

No one else would eat my shit.

Y, don't you want to sign?

And be just one in a million?

I'd prefer a country that respects each individual voice.

Well said! Where did you get such a beautiful idea?

By the time J got home,

his house had already burnt down.

A neighbor reported...

seeing a guy on a motorcycle hanging around.

J said nothing to the police...

about the guy's identity.

Excuse me... do you know Y?

No, I'm sorry.

She's a Statistics major.

Y called two weeks later.

Y!

Where have you been?

Your mother must be fond of your wife.

Your wife's name is "G"?

Every time I phoned...

your mother shouted,

"Is this G? Is that you, G?"

it upset me. I couldn't speak. So I just hung up.

It's ok.

What's this?

What happened?

I left home.

I finally escaped.

We'd better get inside.

Let's go.

Woori ratted on us.

My brother forced her.

She told him all about us.

Oh, yeah?

Well, my house burnt down.

What?

All the sticks are just ashes now.

What will we do?

- First prepare new sticks! - Lots of them!

Yes, lots of them.

"Flesh is fantasy..."

"Flesh...Fantasy..."

We decided to have no more home.

I didn't look for a new house.

Y left family and college behind.

Every motel in the country became our love nest.

I used up my cash and credit cards.

I begged money from acquaintances in every city.

We needed only four walls around us to make love.

Sometimes Y didn't whip J, or she stopped halfway,

saying she wasn't up to it.

When that happened, J begged for more.

- I don't feel good. - Please, whip me.

Stop! What's wrong with you?

Please, whip me!

Please!

Don't undress! It's cold.

Just whip me!

Come on!

Like I whip you! Come on!

I'm your slave! Punish me!

I'm your slave! Punish me!

You poor fool...

Come here!

Come on, whip me.

Remember when... Hey! Listen!

You tattooed my thigh.

- I want to tattoo you here. - Ok.

I'll do it better. I'll cut deeper.

- Sure? - Yes.

"My...love"

Looks great.

Be gentle.

Keep still.

Don't move.

- I love you, Y. - Almost done.

It hurts so much.

I love you.

It's killing me.

Hold on. It's almost done.

I love you, Y.

Me, too.

"My love"

I love you, Y. I love you.

Come on.

There's all this wood.

- Look at this one. - Clean it off.

Look at that!

Bring over the one with the nail.

Excited'?

Shit! Can't people live without working?

Let's get out of here.

And if I got beaten with the stick from a hoe?

You'd die.

All right.

Ok. Bye.

- I finally got rid of him. - What?

I can go back home. My brother died in a crash.

Y said she had been responsible.

Each time she and J left a motel, Y told Woori the name.

Woori always told the motel name to Y's brother.

This was Y's way...

of keeping her brother on the trail...

but always one frustrating step behind.

Finally, he had the fatal crash.

I stared at that motorcycle for ages...

thinking how best to sabotage it so that it would crash.

I can go back to college now.

What?

I'm going home.

What does that mean?

It means I'm going home.

You're going home now?

But what will I do?

What will I do?

I don't know.

What about me?

What will I do now?

THE HOE STICK

Can't you answer it?

Just a minute.

J, it's for you.

It's for you!

Y called J a few months after he went back to Paris.

Not from Korea, but from Charles de Gaulle.

At the airport? Don't move!

Don't go anywhere!

Y!

J!

What are you doing here?

I've missed you.

You don't know how much I've missed you.

I'm moving to Brazil. To my sister's.

I passed through Paris just to see you.

We'll talk on the way.

It's fine.

- I missed you. - Me, too.

Where's the bathroom?

Over there, I guess.

- Can I come? - Hold on.

- I have something for you. - I can't wait.

What's taking so long?

H“ Coming!

Y!

J once asked Y about her school uniform.

He said how fantastic to be beaten by Y in her uniform.

Y hasn't forgotten.

Is this what you wanted?

You brought it!

Come here.

- I love you. - Me, too.

Please beat me with it.

Beat me.

Go ahead.

Will you be 0k?

- Ready? - Ready.

Ok?

Yes.

Get up!

Harder!

More!

- Say you love me! - I love you!

Get up!

- I love you. - Get up!

Get up!

I love you, Y.

I love you.

Get up!

Y had no other luggage with her.

What else would an innocent angel need?

Just a school uniform with little wings.

And the stick that makes everyone happy.

The following morning...

Y left for Brazil.

Without having stopped to eat or drink.

That was the last time I saw my angel.

My wife saw "My Love" on my thigh.

She asked me who it referred to.

And I began to lie.

Translation: SUNG Ji-Won - Tyler KIM

English subtitles: KIM Woo-Hyung - Tony RAYNS

Processed by: L.V.T. - Paris