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He fell off the stairs.

He was already unconscious when we found him, but he has a steady vital sign.

Connect the monitor for now. And get ready for CPR, just in case.

Let's take a thoracic CAT scan just in case Get me an operation room too.

- What? - I think he has hemothorax. Hurry!

Yes, Doctor.

Take a brain CAT scan along with his thorax.

Yes, Doctor.

Where... where is he?

On his way to the operation room.

He has a multiple rib fracture on the right because of the fall.

He even has hemothorax. The right shoulder's fractured, too.

What? What happened?

Why does he need a surgery? How many bones are broken?

It's a type of internal bleeding.

His broken shoulder bone pierced through the vein...

... filling his lung with blood.

He's bleeding too much, and we need to find the vein fast, and tie it up.

We also need to check if his lung is damaged or not.

What's going to happen to him?

Will he be alright after the surgery?

He'll be alright, right?

I'll do my best.

I need you to sign a guardian's consent. Here you go.

Move, please!

Bong-Gi! Oh, Bong-Gi!

There's not much time.

Save him.

Please save him!

Bong-Gi will get up again, right?

Make sure nothing happens to him, Mr. Chang!

Please make that fathead get up again.

Please!

Why is he still unconscious?

Doctor! The blood bank is out of blood!

What did you just say?

Do everything you can to bring me blood! Got that?

Yes, Doctor.

Why is that surgery taking so long?

Hello? How did it go?

He's not hurt, right?

Anyways, Guard Nam stopped the article from going to print.

I see. I'll talk to that reporter myself.

Stop an article?

What article?

No, nothing.

Does that mean... Because of me... Because of me...

No, it's not. Stay here with Mr. Nam, okay?

That rotten scumbag.

Why did he have to become a guard?

That scumbag...

I tried to stop him, but he insisted on having his way.

That fool.

After letting it haunt him for 10 years...

Did you decide to become a guard so your mother can see this?

How can you do this to me?

You should've listened to your father.

You fool!

Bong-Gi.

Bong-Gi.

I don't care if he came on his own will or not.

What matters is that a guard from the Presidential Security damaged...

... press property and threatened a reporter!

This is clearly a violation of the rights of the press.

I'm not letting this one slide.

What are you going to do then?

I'm going to sue.

'Newsmagazine reporter beaten and threatened by Blue House guard'.

Once story hits all 5 major papers, Guard Nam is history, right?

Even the Blue House needs to pay attention to public opinion.

You're the one who beat him!

We can judge who's right or wrong by reviewing the security cameras.

If we find that the error was on your part, we won't let it slide either.

And one more thing.

That article about the Youngshik is clearly defamation and invading privacy.

That's subject to both criminal and civil lawsuit.

I guess that means you'll be fired along with Guard Nam.

Fine then.

I'm going to back out on the article. No more article on the Youngshik.

Are you also dropping the lawsuit for Guard Nam as well?

I don't know about that. I don't think I can forgive that as well.

How bad is the injury, anyways? Why is he still in surgery?

Uh-huh.

I see.

Call me as soon as the surgery is over.

Are you sure the article is off?

Good.

I can't believe he's hurt to that point.

Anyways, make sure you take care of it.

Surgery? What's going on?

It sounds like someone got hurt. Who is it?

Joon-Won's guard named Nam Bong-Gi.

What? How?

Did he get hurt because of Joon-Won?

And what's that article about?

Should I go find out myself?

A newsmagazine reporter tried to write an article about Joon-Won and Bong-Soon.

An article about Joon-Won and who?

Bong-Soon?

And considering that the reporter is at fault...

Why aren't they calling?

They should at least pick up their phone!

I'm worried sick here!

He ran out as soon as I mentioned the reporter from Current Affairs Magazine.

What happened? Why is he in the hospital?

I can't take this anymore! I think I'm going crazy!

Mr. Nam!

What happened?

What happened to your son? Is he hurt? How did he get hurt?

I'm coming in.

Are you crying?'.

What happened? How did he get hurt?

He won't open his eyes.

The surgery was over a long time ago, but he still hasn't opened his eyes.

Surgery?

He even had a surgery? Where does it hurt?

Three of his ribs are broken.

They say his lungs are damaged because of hemothorax or something like that.

I kept calling his name, but he won't even open his eyes.

Stop crying.

He'll wake up.

He'll wake up soon.

He's still young, and a solid man. I'm sure nothing will happen to him.

So stop crying, will you?

Stop crying, please?

You even have a runny nose. Here, blow your nose.

Why are you such a crybaby?

Bong-Gi.

Get up.

Get up now.

Why are you just lying here?

Get up and call me a hillbilly, a bonehead, chicken eyes, and such.

(What should I do?)

(It hurts so much in here because of you... I think I'm going to die.)

I ended up liking you.

What should I do, Bong-Soon?

Are you okay?

Bong-Gi!

What took you so long? Why?

I was worried sick to death!

Who are you?

What?

Where am I?

Do I know you?

Who am I?

Do you know what my name is?

Bong-Gi!

What's wrong with you?

Bong-Gi? Is that my name?

But they said your head was fine.

Are you sure you don't know who I am?

I'm Bong-Soon! Yeo Bong-Soon!

The vintage hillbilly!

Fourth-class pollution!

Still don't remember me?

Chicken bone! Chicken eyes! Chicken beak! Chicken feet!

I'm sorry.

What should we do?

What are we going to do?

Not only your body is broken, you even have amnesia.

Wait right here. I'll bring Dr. Chang.

Nice to see you again, Bong-Soon!

I thought I'll never see your face again.

Bong-Gi!

Did that hurt? Did that hurt a lot?

Dude, I'm a patient.

I'm in a lot of pain.

Thank you.

Thank you so much for staying alive.

It's delicious.

But there's too much honey.

I think this should smell more like apple. After all, this is sweet apple cake.

Okay, got it.

Maybe we should've served this yesterday...

... to make those Japanese people's jaws to drop down.

Cheonggukjang ice cream!

That was like a grand slam after two outs in the 9th inning.

At first, they told us to take it away.

But did you see them finishing it to the last spoon? You saw that, right?

- Chief? - Yes?

Did you serve the cheonggukjang even after knowing the guests won't like it?

I somewhat expected it, but I didn't know they would hate it that much.

I only thought a cheonggukjang suits this Korea-Japan culture exchange the best.

Do you think Miss Bong-Soon insisted on cheonggukjang...

... because she felt the same way as you?

I don't know about that.

But one thing for sure is that she has the intuition we don't have.

Something unexplainable by theory or logic.

By the way, Chief.

Do you know why Bong-Soon suddenly decided to go on vacation? Is she sick?

Well... Why, are you worried?

Worried? No way!

She's only a rookie.

I can't believe she asked for a vacation when she has so much more to learn!

Climb Mt. Chiri at age 49!

Go up Mt. Halla at age 50!

Mt. Baekdu at age 51!

Mt. Kilimanjaro at age 52.

What kind of a life plan is this?

Are you planning on climbing to death with your age?

If you like the mountains that much, why not shave your head and go live there?

You're only saying that because you don't know how fun climbing is.

At first, I joined the hiking club and went mountain climbing to meet guys.

But not anymore. I love mountain climbing!

You can find everything in the mountain.

There's life, friends, and solitude. It's great!

Let's go climbing together.

Solitude?

As if my life so far hasn't been a journey in solitude already.

I don't need to go to the mountains to feel solitude!

Forget it! You can enjoy all the solitude by yourself!

What's this?

Who's this skeleton?

Don't call him a skeleton!

He actually has muscles all over his body from mountain climbing.

He's from my hiking club.

Why don't you meet him?

- How old is he? - 45.

He owns a fish shop in Noryangjin.

I heard he makes good money.

I told him the whole truth and said you weigh 88kg.

But he still said okay!

He wants someone healthy who can work alongside him and live happily together.

Ok-hee! What does he want? A servant?

45 years old?

Should I prepare for his 60th birthday banquet as soon as the wedding's over?

Forget it!

Who does he take me for?

This skeleton has some nerves!

What about you?

You have some nerves to hit on a kid who's 11 years younger than you!

Know thyself.

Please snap out of it and get this guy, at least.

He's not bad-looking.

He makes good money, and he's still a bachelor!

Do you want to be a virgin ghost in the afterlife?

You'll be a poor lonely old maid.

But still...

Let's eat, fathead.

Get up!

You have to move the bed. The bed!

Push that button.

How come you don't know how to do anything? Why are you here?

So what?

Quit blabbering.

Just shut your mouth!

Hey there.

Do you want me to eat with my mouth or something?

You need to raise my upper body. The upper body!

You bonehead.

Say ah.

Open wide, will you?

You have a fat mouth anyways. Hurry up!

What a fathead!

- What's this? - I'll...

I'll do it.

I don't feel like eating.

No way!

You have to finish everything!

No!

As if my body doesn't hurt enough already.

The more I eat, the more I have to poop in the bathroom.

Do you know how painful it is when I put pressure to poop? It kills me!

That's sick!

Still you have to eat. You better not leave a drop.

It's $10 for every drop, okay?

I'll take whatever's necessary.

Dr. Chang?

It's tough, isn't it?

You must be aching all over.

You'll have trouble digesting for a while.

Still, you need to eat if you want to get well soon. So eat up!

Okay.

Read all this before you get discharged.

Will I be here for 3 years or something?

Why so many books?

I came here to feed you, but...

Just call me when you need to go to the bathroom.

What's this? No one wrote anything yet!

First in line! I'm da bomb!

''I'm da bomb?'' Where did you learn to say that?

From a grade school scrub.

I heard it means number one.

A grade school scrub?

(Thanks for everything! Get well soon, and make me some special ramen.)

Trying hard to keep up, aren't you?

Special Ra... What's wrong with you?

Here you go.

Oh yeah.

Ta-dah!

You're doing fine, right?

I'm not going to worry anymore.

I'm not going to be in pain anymore.

I didn't realize it when she was by my side.

I was too used to having her around.

Sometimes, she seemed like a habit I wanted to get rid of.

Sometimes, she seemed like a daily routine I couldn't get rid of.

But I now realize that it was part of my life.

I feel so empty all of a sudden.

I feel pain, as though my own flesh had been torn out.

Hey kiddo!

The greatest sky is always behind your back. Remember that poem?

I lost it, but I hope you don't lose the blue sky behind you.

I guess I need to go to the hospital tomorrow.

Is he conscious or not?

They should've called me at least.

I wonder if they're skipping meals even.

Yoon-Hee's not even going to work.

It's your mom's memorial.

Clean it yourself.

You don't have to if you don't want to.

It's your mom, not me who's making you do this!

What?

Do you think I'm your maid?

You don't even lift a finger.

Why should we set the table for your dad and even your mom's memorial for?

Do it yourself! Clean it yourself!

I can't do this anymore, so do it yourself!

Don't do it then!

I don't need this memorial crap, so just go and tell your mom to stop it!

Two-face!

You tell me that you don't need this memorial...

... yet you still manage to bow whenever we set the table.

You never call her Mom, but you never leave her either.

Why don't you be honest for a change?

I never asked for this crap! I told you not to do it! Don't do it.

What do you think you're doing?

Are you out of your mind? Have you gone nuts?

These are food for your mom's memorial!

I worked my butt off to shop and cook all that with the money I don't have!

What am I going to do now? This is such a waste!

Why aren't you hitting me? How come you can't hit me?

Hit me, too! Hit me, like you hit Soo-Jung!

I ruined everything you worked your butt off to make.

How come you're not hitting me? Hit me! I said, hit me!

Is it because I'm not your daughter?

Because I'm not...

You can't hit me because I'm not your daughter.

Didn't you try to wash away your guilt for...

... abandoning your real daughter by taking me in?

Fine! Does this make you my daughter now?

You're right.

I won't deny it.

That's how it started.

I was so remorseful and regretful for abandoning Yoon-Hee...

... that I couldn't leave you behind, when you had nowhere else to do.

You're right! I raised you as if I was raising Yoon-Hee.

And because I've done so much wrong...

Because I've been so wrong...

... I couldn't bear to hit you.

Soo-Kyung.

You're my daughter!

You've the one who has kept me alive until now.

You're my precious daughter.

You were my daughter...

Even when you were mean to me because I'm your stepmother...

Even when you were rude to me and called me 'you woman'...

And you'll always be my daughter.

Don't cry.

Yoon-Hee.

I came here to make some porridge.

Mother, Jin-Kyung is a fine lady.

You're only met her once.

It takes a woman to know a woman.

If she wanted to pull this off, she should at least be thorough.

I can see right through her.

What do you see, anyways?

That she's frivolous, snobby, and two-faced.

I never asked for a well-educated or a well-bred girl!

I said I don't care as long as she's honest and good in character.

She's only dating you for the money.

I can't believe you picked a girl like that.

That's not true!

I'm the one who's been chasing after her, Mother.

Anyways, anyone but her! It's over!

I hope we never have to continue this conversation again. Straighten up!

Mr. Hyung-Do?

How did you get here?

Are you here to see someone?

I'm sorry.

I followed you.

What did your mother say?

Nothing much.

She said no, right?

Tell me the truth.

Well... a little...

Does that mean we're through?

Director! Did you visit me empty-handed?

Shouldn't you at least bring Coca Cola, Pepsi, or Mountain Dew?

I'm a very disappointed sick man.

Should I go buy something right now?

Yes, of course! Go and buy some.

Get some Root Beer and PowerAid on your way back.

Gruel, gruel, gruel, gruel I'm here to feed you some delicious gruel.

Bong-Soon, why are you here again?

What do you mean "why"?

She's here to feed him some delicious gruel. Didn't you hear that?

Director Lee, take Bong-Soon home.

She must be tired from running around these last two days.

But I just got here.

Come on, Father.

Why don't you let her catch her breath first? She's running out of breath.

Did the disciplinary committee reach a decision?

Yes.

Thankfully, the outside world doesn't know yet.

I think he'll only be suspended for 3 months. Don't worry.

I see.

- I'm sorry. - What?

No, Youngshik...

I'm the one who should be sorry.

My son should be protecting you. Instead, he's in bed with your care.

I don't know what to say.

Uh... Father...

What? Father? No way!

If you're a father to Guard Nam, you're like a father to me as well.

Anyways, why don't you go home and get some sleep?

You need to go to work tomorrow.

Sleeping over in here will be uncomfortable, and... and...

It's okay! I slept here last night, too.

He's the one who's uncomfortable. I'm not the one who's sick. I'm fine.

No, you're not.

For two days straight? You're not exactly a youngster.

As his doctor, I think the patient will recover much faster...

... if Bong-Soon stays by his side instead.

Much, much faster!

Are you sleeping?

Huh? I mean, no.

Why?

Do you need to go to the bathroom?

No.

I was just wondering if you're asleep.

Go to sleep.

Okay! You should go to sleep too.

Are you sleeping?

No.

Should we go to sleep with the light on?

Huh?

Okay! I was just about to say that.

Gosh, how come no one's calling me?

Why would anyone call you at this hour?

They're probably all asleep by now.

What's that?

Did you just take a picture of me?

No way! I'm taking a picture of myself. Why would I take your picture for?

In your dreams!

Taking a picture of yourself? Yeah right!

I can see right through you. I know you too well.

You're trying to make fun of me by taking a weird picture, right?

If I find a single picture of me, you're going to get it!

I'm sorry.

I never thought of you that way.

You're like a friend and family to me.

I'll just pretend I didn't hear that.

No, it's not what you think.

The daily papers are all over this.

It's only a matter of time before the articles get printed.

They're going to leave everything out, and...

... just report that a presidential guard threatened a press reporter...

... and ruined personal property.

This is a big blow for us!

How did the papers find out, anyways?

I thought everything was taken care of.

I think Shin Chul-Joong leaked it on purpose.

I guess he was too mad to just let it slide.

He wanted to make a dent somehow, and Nam Bong-Gi was the easiest target.

How are you going to respond to this?

What do you mean, how?

Now that the Presidential Security is on the mercy of the press...

... someone needs to take responsibility.

We must sacrifice the small in order to secure the great.

What are you going to do? Dismiss Guard Nam Bong-Gi?

Do you have a better idea, then?

We have no choice but chop off our own flesh and bones to calm the angry public.

I can ask my father to wash it later.

But it stinks!

You need to go take an x-ray too.

Sit still, will you? I'm volunteering to help you.

Bong-Soon!

That's no way to wash someone's hair! Can you see at all?

Mal-Sook?

When did you get here?

That's not the issue here.

Hey Mr. Nam Bong-Gi! Doesn't your eye sting?

Washing your face with shampoo or something?

What are you? Dumb and dumber?

Are you guys both stupid?

Did you spend the night here?

Huh?

Yeah.

Just the two of you guys?

Uh... yeah.

Would you like something to drink? What would you like?

You just gave it to me!

Something happened, right?

You can't fool me.

What's going on, Mr. Bong-Gi?

Dude, look at you.

What took you so long?

How do you feel?

All tattered up, as you can see.

Uh, Mr. Ju-Yup?

Yes?

Let me introduce you guys.

Say hi! This is Kim Mal-Sook.

Mal-Sook, this is Guard Kim Ju-Yup.

You didn't have to do that Hi, my name is Kim Mal-Sook.

Oh, hi! My name is Kim Ju-Yup.

Here.

Drink it, Mr. Ju-Yup. It's hot outside, isn't it?

- Oh, thanks. - Wait!

Drink this.

Do you have to take an x-ray everyday?

Yeah, I think so.

Hang in there.

How long do you need to stay here?

I'll just go home soon.

It's too stuffy in here. I can't take it anymore.

I'll threaten my doctor if I have to in order to get treated at home.

It's okay.

Tell me! You came here to tell me something, right?

That reporter let it leak to the papers on purpose.

Since it didn't work the way he wanted to, he's using you to put someone in trouble...

... whether it be the Blue House or the Presidential Security.

Then... what's going to happen to me?

Tell me the truth.

If nothing's going on between you guys...

... why are you taking a vacation to take care of him?

That's because we live in the same house.

I can't just ignore him, after all that we've been through.

You little fox.

Yeah right. Stop playing games with me.

You like Bong-Gi, right?

You're acting all weird and can't even look him in the eye because you like him.

- No. - Yeah, right!

I said, I don't like him.

No! Not Bong-Gi! No way!

No!

At first, they wanted to suspend you for 3 months, but things got out of hand.

I think they're even thinking about...

... dismissing you from the office in the worst case scenario.

(Blue House Persecutes the Press. Guard Threatens and Beats Reporter, Violation of Press Right)

Subtitles provided by MBC America. Minor Edits/Timing by pc.