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MY LIBERATION NOTES

MY LIBERATION NOTES

ALL LOCATIONS, CHARACTERS, ORGANIZATIONS, AND INCIDENTS

DEPICTED IN THIS DRAMA ARE ENTIRELY FICTITIOUS

Stop messing around with your hair.

Before Tae-hun shaves his head and goes to live in a temple.

If I had a crazy sister,

a daughter who doesn't listen to him, and a hysterical girlfriend…

Is there anything I can do as I please apart from my hair?

You are quite bold.

Cutting your own hair at home.

I did go to a salon to fix it a little.

Still, what if you'd ruined it? You said you cut it with kitchen scissors.

I just

wanted to try cutting it with my own hands.

Are you feeling better?

SURROUND AIR MASSAGER

I'm thinking of getting this for your father's birthday present.

No. You already gave him gifts on Chuseok and New Year's.

You don't need to get something for his birthday, too…

Just skip my dad's birthday. Please.

All right.

Thank you.

Have a safe trip home.

And enjoy your lunch.

You, too. Enjoy your lunch.

I'll have kimchi stew.

All right.

Me? I'll have kimchi deopbap.

Me too.

What's this?

I don't look good in anything since my hair's shorter.

I know, right?

Oh, hello.

Hi.

What? Tae-hun?

-Hello. -Hello.

Hello.

Your hair…

I cut it.

I see.

I guess we're enjoying lunch at the same place today.

Yes.

Please, it's getting cold.

All right, enjoy your meal.

She's changed her style a lot, suddenly.

Yes.

Did you not tell him you cut your hair?

It's like a war whenever I go through Gangnam.

It's not like that when you go north, right?

I'm going to Gangnam, too, today.

I have plans with my former colleagues.

You must have gotten along with them at your previous workplace.

Mi-jeong…

Hello.

It's been a while.

It's been ages.

Not for you two though, right?

Are you still dating Mi-jeong's sister?

Yes, of course.

Mi-jeong, you just keep getting--

I forgot we shouldn't talk about stuff like this.

I forgot.

You should still finish what you were saying.

"Getting" what?

Getting…

Happy New Year.

-Let's go inside. -Yes.

-Let's go. -Let's go in.

A while ago, I told my publisher friend

about the Liberation Club at my school reunion.

And he asked me if he could see

what we wrote.

The liberation notes of all four of us.

He wants to publish them.

Publish them?

He said how we came together would make a great story.

He said it's going to be something.

I have no idea what that something is,

but he was talking to me with his eyes all sparkling.

It made me excited.

He says it could be a slice-of-life story

about ordinary office workers.

Apparently, it's a great subject.

"Liberation."

I told him we didn't do it anymore,

but he keeps asking me to show him.

But it's not my decision to make on my own.

So, I told him I would ask you all in person.

Even today, he wanted to come here with me so I had to stop him.

Are we going to be authors, then?

I don't think I can do that.

Why? Is it too much?

I haven't even written that much,

and it's too personal…

What if we use fake names? Like pseudonyms.

Let's make pseudonyms.

I've also stopped halfway.

Wouldn't it still be quite a lot if we gathered all of ours?

I've filled about two notebooks.

I kept writing even after we stopped the club.

That's impressive.

What about you, Mi-jeong? Do you still write?

No, I was done after I had finished one notebook.

It sounds like you've accomplished something.

It's not that.

But I'm not sure if it's good enough to be published as a book--

He says it is! Just the story from the four of us is…

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have told him without asking you guys first.

I shouldn't act like this at my age.

I told him about all of you,

and about the things you wanted to be liberated from.

He liked it. He said it has weight.

When we were saying goodbye,

we were determined to see it through to the end wherever we are.

I guess I was just caught up in the moment.

I don't even know where my notebook is now.

I was moved by the word "liberation,"

and I was moved again when you mentioned your father's handwriting.

I was moved by all those moments,

then I went back to living the way I used to.

But at the beginning, I thought,

"This must have been what it's like to fight for Korea's liberation."

The feeling of holding something in your heart.

My liberation.

But…

even though we did make a start,

we didn't accomplish anything, did we?

But…

we can't exactly say we accomplished nothing, don't you think?

Do you feel a little liberated?

Well, some days, I feel like I am.

And some days, I feel like I'm back to square one.

But I still feel I've been liberated even just a little.

Do you not feel like that at all, Mr. Cho?

I found out why I was suffering,

but other than that…

I think that's what this is all about.

Finding out what my issue is.

Let's end it with Hyeon.

Sir?

I'm sure he's pocketed a lot of money all this time.

Make it look like we're closing the place because business isn't good

and move the shop somewhere else.

I have a good feeling.

See? It's a flush.

A flush? I knew it.

-I feel bad for you. -Damn it.

You kept telling me to come back

when I was living quietly in the countryside.

It was because you needed money to gamble.

Can't you stop?

Can't you?

-Can't you just stop? -You're one to talk!

Can you stop?

You drink from sunrise to sunset.

You can't even remember your own number. Who are you to tell me that?

Mind your own business!

If the daily revenue goes below 80 million even once starting tomorrow, you're out.

Understood?

You're out if it drops below that even once.

And why do I have to remember my number?

Aren't you going to answer?

Sir?

Your phone's ringing.

Isn't this your phone?

What ringing, sir?

We'll be off.

Good night.

Well, I'm taking the bus.

I see.

-All right, then. Happy New… -Yes. Happy New Year, sir.

Get home safe.

I could never forget what you said that day, Mi-jeong.

You once said to me

that when you decided to be liberated,

you started feeling emotions that you'd never felt before.

You said you suddenly felt so lovable.

I wonder what it's like

to feel lovable.

See you again.

Take care.

My gosh.

So you can joke around, too.

I thought my hands would get shaky first,

but I'm hearing things instead.

Well, my brain must be breaking down.

I deserve it. Since I drink as soon as I open my eyes in the morning.

Not a lot of people start drinking in the morning.

They say even heavy drinkers can't drink in the morning.

But it's easier than being sober.

Why is it hard to stay sober?

When I'm sober,

all the people from my past come to me.

All of them.

Even the dead.

When I wake up in the morning,

the ones who were resting…

get up one by one

and come to me.

One by one.

Endlessly…

The ones who come for me…

I destroy them all inside my head.

And curse at them.

After I sit there

for an hour doing that,

I get exhausted.

It feels like…

there's sewage waste flowing inside my body.

I say, "Let's get up."

"Let's drink."

"They'll all go away if I drink."

That's why

I'm more generous drunk

than I am when sober.

Among those people who came for you,

was I one of them?

What's wrong with me?

I'm not even an alcoholic, but I understand you perfectly.

When I'm brushing my teeth in the morning after a good sleep,

Choi Jun-ho, that asshole, is waiting for me in my head.

Han Su-jin, that bitch, is there too.

And that bastard, Jung Chan-hyeok, too.

All I did was sleep and wake up.

But I get angry while brushing my teeth.

What's that bastard's phone number?

Just give me the number. I'll take care of it.

That bastard…

shouldn't pay me back.

Because I want to prove what a terrible person he is

for as long as possible.

I want to prove to the world

that he didn't leave me because I was small and insignificant,

but because he was a terrible person.

That's why he left me like that.

I wanted to make him think

that he was a terrible person during his wedding.

And if he ever has a child, I want to go to their birthday party

and remind him again that he's a terrible person.

That's why

I'm always exhausted.

Since I decided to be someone who exists only to prove…

how terrible someone is.

Among those people you wanted to prove were terrible…

was I one of them?

You're like…

a sanctuary that I keep within my head.

Because I decided to keep you away from my hate.

After you left,

my mom passed away,

and my dad remarried…

I felt like

I was constantly being abandoned.

In every kind of relationship I've had, I've never walked away first.

The other person always left me.

So I thought maybe something was wrong with me.

And since it was so painful to find a problem with myself,

I made myself believe everyone else was the asshole.

But I was

determined from the moment I met you.

that I wouldn't make any more assholes in my life.

That I'd gladly let you fly away if you become a better person.

That I wouldn't be embarrassed even if you hit rock bottom.

That I'd only cheer you on from one person to another.

When I felt like I would hate you, I begged in my head,

"Please, don't even let him catch a cold."

"Please don't let him suffer from a hangover."

But since I was unhappy all the time,

when I wanted to blame you out of anger,

I would say, "Jung Chan-hyeok, you bastard."

Whenever nothing was going my way

and I didn't know where to vent my anger,

I said, "Jung Chan-hyeok, you bastard."

Then it occurred to me,

"What if he pays it all back?"

"Who would I curse, then?"

I'm worried he might pay me back.

Come to think of it…

I've never caught a cold.

Everyone, run backwards and wave your arms and say, "Welcome!"

-Welcome! -Welcome!

Face front again!

See you later!

Hurry it up, okay?

We've got all kinds of pork. It's an all-you-can-eat pork buffet!

It sure is different.

Mi-jeong went to the store early in the morning to get freshly made ones.

Yes, you can tell.

Do you like the matching shirts?

That kimchi isn't good. Don't eat it.

There's amazing kimchi in the fridge.

Why did you get your hair cut

in the middle of winter?

I had it cut since it was too hard to wash it.

It feels so light now that it's short.

Goodness me.

This is medication for your knee, Dad.

Take two tablets in the morning.

You've done well.

How did you pay back all of it?

You're amazing.

It's nothing.

I can treat you all to beef sashimi and everything, now.

If I make 2.8 million won now, it's all mine.

I reduced the amount of money I spend,

so I don't really spend much.

I can eat whatever I want

and still have some money left.

I never realized 2.8 million won was so much.

Just like eating an almond

after being on a strict diet

and thinking, "Wow, an almond could taste this good?"

Is it something like that?

Seriously, I was worried she might divorce my dad.

So, I just sucked it up and paid it all back.

What would would have my stepmother thought

if she saw that his children had trouble with money?

She might regret marrying him.

She probably felt very secure that my dad owned some land.

If my dad gets divorced, I'll have to bring him to live with us.

You know,

when my mom passed away

and I was having all three meals with just my dad,

I kept worrying that we might grow old together like this

if I don't do anything.

It was depressing.

So I thought, "I need to get it together and help my dad remarry."

As soon as someone set him up with a woman,

I got him an exfoliation treatment

and a facelift.

I just can't believe Mr. Yeom even went to the dermatology clinic with you.

Right.

He had to if he didn't want to live with me forever.

And why would I ruin his marriage that we put so much effort into?

So, I just had to suck it up and put my all into paying it back.

Saving money may be hard, but spending it was so easy.

The money I saved over ten years…

That's why you don't save any. Just spend it all.

I really thought I hit the jackpot.

I was going to sell sweet potato ovens to over 2,000 convenience stores.

And looking at the warehouse full of ovens,

I thought I had finally made a breakthrough in life.

But to have given all of that up…

I'm amazing.

I gave up selling them to stores

and only sold 300 of them that winter.

The other 1700 are still sitting in the warehouse.

The story keeps changing.

You said you failed

since you couldn't go to the machine testing.

I could but I didn't.

They were all loaded in a truck.

And the test was just a formality. They were the number one bid.

Then why didn't you go? It was all yours for the taking.

What?

What?

This is so unlike you.

Are you teasing me? Why aren't you saying anything?

You know

how I always vent by talking?

But I don't want to this time.

This silence of mine.

The stoic and cool me that only I remember.

Jeez…

I won't do it because if I do,

the weight of my silence will be lightened.

It'll be my own secret, forever.

You little…

Don't worry, alright?

He'll tell us in a minute.

What's with you? The minute's almost up.

You know what?

-He'll tell us if we tickle him. -That's right.

-Tell us. -He'll tell us.

The words sit on the tip of your tongue, wanting to come out.

But when you swallow them back down,

that's when you know you're an adult.

You fall in love with yourself thinking, "I can't believe I held back."

I'm falling in love with myself again.

This bastard…

Why did he get so annoying?

It's amazing.

I didn't feel good for even a second today.

But right at the end, I do.

I'm going to walk.

Please get in, sir. You'll catch a cold.

I won't.

YEAR 2008 YEOM MI-JEONG

YEOM MI-JEONG

MY FRIEND EUN-O WON TODAY I FELL IN LOVE WITH EUN-O'S PASSION.

BUT I CAN'T STAND SONG JI-SEON.

MY LIBERATION NOTES YEOM MI-JEONG

MY LIBERATION NOTES

When I sit here

with your father and watch the snow,

I think, "I never thought this kind of day would come."

RECENT DESTINATION

Has Yeom Gi-jeong decided not to come anymore?

She doesn't come to the bar anymore, either.

Did you break up?

She's in Sanpo. It's her father's birthday.

I wonder what kind of excuse she'll have next week.

Hello?

If I have to,

I'll take her and disappear, so don't worry.

There's egg bread!

-Are we not buying any? -He said Gi-jeong's not here!

Help yourself.

Okay.

I wonder if I'll ever see Mi-jeong gossiping before I die.

I talk a lot.

With whom?

No. I forgot the dongchimi.

It's okay. There's a lot to eat here.

We've got amazing dongchimi.

Take some with you. I'll pack them for you.

All right.

If you think you would be fine living on your own,

just do that.

It's okay for you to do that.

I don't think someone who's gotten married twice can say that.

I can because I've done it twice.

Your dad

isn't strong.

You guys

are better than me.

There's a film called Return To Paradise.

I saw it when I was in high school.

It's a story about three men backpacking.

They hang out for a few days together and then part ways.

Two of them decide to go back to their country,

and one of them decides to stay.

But after a few years, some lawyer comes to talk to them.

The three of them smoked marijuana when they were together,

but the one who stayed got caught for possession.

But the marijuana he had was enough for him to receive the death penalty.

The lawyer tells the two of them that if they testify they were in it together,

he could avoid the death penalty since the punishment will be

reduced by one-third.

But…

all three of them would have to be in prison for three years.

I wouldn't go.

The one who was pretending to be conscientious

and said they should help him avoid the death penalty

runs away after seeing how bad the prison is in that country.

But…

the one who said he didn't want to go,

he begins to change his mind after seeing what it's like there.

He thinks, "Shouldn't we stay with him?"

In the end, the one who pretended to be conscientious runs away,

and the man who was arrested is sentenced to death.

And the one who changed his mind testifies on his friend's behalf

and becomes imprisoned.

It's ridiculous, right?

But…

on the day of the execution,

when the man who was sentenced to death is trembling on the scaffold,

the one who testified for him shouts from inside his cell,

"I'm here!"

"Look into my eyes."

"I'm right here!"

"I'm right here!"

For those ten minutes…

Or maybe it was five.

I felt I could be in that prison for three years

just to be able to experience those five minutes.

Though they weren't even close friends.

You bastard.

You watched an R-rated movie when you were in high school…

I'm on my way.

They told me to hurry so we can go home.

When are you coming again?

FAR-INFRARED SWEET POTATO OVEN TASTY SWEET POTATOES

Yes…

You know the test is at our store, right?

I know. I'm leaving now.

Why are you leaving so early? It's only 11.

I need to go set things up in advance. I also need to stop by somewhere.

I'll see you there.

Hyeok-su.

Sir. Can you hear me?

His vitals are dropping…

CALLING JI HYEON-A

Hyeok-su doesn't have much time left. Hurry here, quickly.

We can't reach his guardian. At this rate, it's a matter of hours.

Do you have any other numbers?

We don't.

Give me his mother's number. I'll try calling her.

INCOMING CALL LEE MIN-GYU

Yes.

Why aren't you here yet? The people from HQ are here.

I need to hang up for now.

I got it. I'll call you back.

CALL JI HYEON-A

JI HYEON-A

Hyeok-su.

I'm sorry

for making you feel anxious.

Hyeok-su.

It will be just the two of us.

I'll be here for you.

I think…

I was destined for things like this.

I was also there when my grandpa, grandma, and my mother

passed away.

Isn't it weird?

Most people my age haven't even witnessed one death.

But…

I think it's better that it's me.

Whenever I send them away,

I was relieved that I was there.

My legs led me here again, like a psychic.

Hyeok-su.

I know since I've sent three people away.

When you go…

you'll feel better.

Their faces told me.

So Hyeok-su,

don't be afraid…

and leave peacefully.

Gently.

I'm right here.

The person you have called is not available at the moment…

FAR-INFRARED SWEET POTATO OVEN TASTY SWEET POTATOES

CAFE MONOLOGUE OPENS FEBRUARY 18, 2022

What did they say?

They said to come starting tomorrow.

Didn't you say the one in Jamwon-dong pays well too?

I'll keep working there, and this is just for the weekend.

I thought it'd be nice to work in Gangbuk.

Take it easy, no one's after you.

I only feel alive when I exhaust myself completely.

If I have any energy left, I feel heavy.

"Nothing has gone my way, and I haven't achieved anything,

but I've done my best at least."

Is it like the way you feel spent after having diarrhea?

I wish I had diarrhea.

Drink an iced latte.

Shall I buy you one?

I need to drink it at home, not outside.

You look better than I expected.

Why wouldn't I?

The weather's nice. Spring must be on its way.

It must be.

Spring will come, then summer,

and then winter.

Bye, then.

Bye.

I'll come to the convenience store after work on the weekend.

I regretted it.

That I said

I wanted to escape from feeling weak at the Liberation Club.

I feel like I meddled with something unacceptable

that I was supposed to pretend not to know about.

And because you, Gi-jeong,

were drawn to me after hearing those words and felt sorry for me,

I realized you wouldn't be able to leave me even if you wanted to.

You're right, I can't leave you. No, I won't leave you.

What's wrong with being drawn to someone out of pity?

With human emotions,

you can't always distinguish between pity, respect, and love clearly.

I can't. I've got them all balled up in a lump.

I respect you, Tae-hun.

And I pity you and I love you. I feel all of it.

By the way,

why did you cut your hair?

What?

Can't I cut my hair?

Aren't I allowed?

I don't know how it got like this.

I wanted to be one to cheer you on.

That's what I wanted,

but it feels like I'm just another woman who's making your life harder.

I mean, to be honest, I don't know what the problem is.

"What did Tae-hun do that was so wrong?"

"And why do I feel so wronged?"

I mean, there's nothing particular I can pick out as an example, it's just…

It's just this general feeling that I'm losing at something.

I'm ashamed to be a woman with so little self-esteem

who breaks down at the glare of a kid.

I was used to how Gyeong-seon treats people.

She's always been that way, ever since high school.

"But why are her words hurting me again?"

"Because I love Tae-hun?"

"But why does that have to be a reason for me to feel small?"

"Love is supposed to give you strength,

but will I be happy if we broke up?"

But if I imagine breaking up,

my arm feels numb.

I get a kind of shock under my arm.

So, it's clear I can't break up with you, which means I have to go further.

But I don't know how to do that.

I didn't say this because it felt like an excuse,

but I'll say it anyway.

For some reason,

when I see a kid toddling along from behind,

I feel bad.

"In thirty years,

what kind of burdens will they be carrying around?"

"What kind of humiliation will they have endured?"

"I was able to because it was me."

"But that kid…"

I wish that no child would ever have to endure those kinds of things.

And of course, I'm glad I have Yu-rim.

I can't even imagine my life without Yu-rim.

"Was I happy to be born?"

If I think about it seriously…

the answer is no.

I think that's why when you said you weren't pregnant,

I let out

a sigh of relief involuntarily.

That was it

for Cho Tae-hun's excuse.

But…

if we have to live because we were born,

how are we supposed to live?

I'll be a man.

Four women are too much for you, right?

From today, I'm a man.

I'm a man.

That's why I cut my hair.

Go on ahead. I'll stop by the bank.

-Sure. -Yes.

Yes, what about the chief?

Isn't he there?

I really need to discuss this with him.

One moment.

Yes, sir.

Take your card.

Yes, I just got off the phone with Mr. Lee.

Yes, he said the handover wasn't complete.

Oh, I see.

Yes.

Yes, I understand.

He didn't. It was his bag.

Do you

work around here?

Yes, at H Card.

It seems you work around here, too.

There, at MC Mall.

I'll send you a million won tomorrow.

Give me some more time for the rest.

I'm sorry for dragging it out so long.

It's fine.

I'll be off. It's my lunch break.

Right.

Sure, bye.

Yeom Mi-jeong.

Yeom Mi-jeong!

-Where are you headed? -To buy alcohol.

There's a convenience store this way too.

I like it when you shout, "Yeom Mi-jeong!"

When I went home, I read my old diaries, and I was so surprised.

Because the childhood that I remember

and the one recorded in my diaries were so different.

I thought I was a clueless kid who didn't feel anything for anyone

and had no sense of presence.

But in the diaries, I've got so much love.

"I like her because of this. I like him because of that."

Turns out I was a really passionate kid.

You didn't know?

You're passionate.

Why did you drink so much?

Because I felt good.

Sometimes…

very occasionally,

it's quiet inside my head even when I'm sober.

As if…

everything's stopped, I guess?

Then I pour in the hard liquor again.

When I feel comfortable and happy

I drink to break it because I hate feeling that way.

When I feel my life is going okay, I drink.

I beat myself up in advance.

"I'm not happy."

"I'm definitely not happy."

"I've been miserable."

"So please punish me just a little. Please, only a little."

"Waking up and sitting up in the morning is hard."

"I felt like I couldn't even take five steps back,

so I didn't go back for my umbrella and walked in the rain."

"Because those five steps were too difficult,

I got soaked in the rain."

"My life is too hard, I'm so tired."

"I'm already being punished harshly. So please, I'm begging you!"

Why are you so adorable?

When those people come to you again in the morning,

laugh like you did now.

Welcome them like that.

Yeom Mi-jeong!

Gi-jeong.

Gi-jeong.

Why did you buy more? I still have some.

I just thought of it on my way.

Wait. What's this?

I felt a bit bad about always just bringing you egg bread.

Well, I'll be off.

Wait. What is it?

I asked you what this is!

It's my heart.

What?

Pick-up girl, Yeom Gi-jeong.

I found the head of a rose that broke off from its stem

and placed it in a soy sauce dish filled with water.

Even if I tried to make it stand, it doesn't have a stem,

so I laid it in a soy sauce dish.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if our love was a long-stemmed rose

blooming beautifully in a vase?

This rose lying exhausted in a soy sauce dish reminded me of you

and me.

I'm afraid it would wither faster if I'm not looking

so I can't take my eyes off of it.

That's the type of woman I am.

A man who buys me egg bread

once every three days in the winter because I said I liked it.

What if I said I liked beef?

I compliment myself for saying I liked egg bread,

and as for you, who always buys me egg bread…

I love you.

Tae-hun, the buttons on your coat are done up wrong.

I'll be back later. Take care.

HWAUN EXTENSION COLLEGE

SEOUL SEEN THROUGH THE LANDSCAPE PAINTINGS OF JOSEON

"Room 302."

-This must be it. -Yes, it is.

-It's right here. -It's here.

It's here.

LECTURE ROOM 302

Hello, everyone.

-Hello. -Hello.

-The weather's quite cold, isn't it? -It is.

All right. Let me just take a quick look at you.

All right.

So, let's take some time to get to know each other.

You at the front, when's your birthday?

It's May 9th.

You were born on a good day.

-And what about your birthday? -Mine's September 19th.

-September 19th? -Yes.

You were born on an even better day.

And may I ask the day you'll die?

Yes, the day you'll die.

You don't know yet?

May I ask you when you're planning to die?

I'm not sure.

-You don't really know, right? Me neither. -No.

We all know when we were born, but we have no idea when we'll die, right?

So, whether you're alive or dead,

you're never prepared for your last journey.

As those who've experienced it know,

it's very sad when a precious person in your life passes away.

And the person who stays beside them to help them

leave comfortably and beautifully,

and to help the rest of their family see them off in peace, is…

FUNERAL DIRECTOR

A funeral director, which all of you will soon become.

Everyone, please take the textbook out from under your desk.

-Yes. -Yes.

NATIONAL LICENSE FUNERAL DIRECTOR TEXTBOOK

-You've heard of a wedding planner, right? -Yes.

Their job is to manage the entire wedding.

You could say that funeral directors do the same for funerals.

Like how a wedding is a ceremonial event for a couple embarking on a new beginning,

a funeral is also a ceremonial event to mark the end of a person's life.

Welcome.

I'm glad to see everyone who's come here to become a funeral director.

My name is Choi Seok-jun.

All right, then, what is a funeral?

Turn to page 48.

Let's take a look at the process and the meaning of the modern funeral.

You can read the opening paragraph at home if you'd like.

In a three-day funeral, there are many tasks that you must do.

On the first day, the day the person dies, the body is moved and placed in a coffin.

Plans are then made for the funeral and a funeral home is chosen,

and mourners come after the news of the death has been announced.

On the second day, the corpse is dressed, and…

MY LIBERATION NOTES

PARK SANG-MIN

Let's restart The Liberation Club.

Until it works.

I would love to.

I'm in.

Let's do it.

If you leave me just like that

What will I do?

-Hey, Ok-ja. -Yes, sir.

How old are you? This song's old.

It's because I have an old-fashioned name.

How dare you touch my money?

Put it down.

Go on.

The manager here owes us 160 million won in gambling debt,

but this is only 50 million.

What shall we do? When will you give me the other 110 million?

Boss. You can leave first. We'll take care of the rest here.

If we're lucky,

we might be able to get the rest of the money.

Did you all take classes to learn to talk like that?

How do you all sound exactly the same?

"I wasn't good in school, I'm a dropout."

Hey, Woo-bin.

Kim Woo-bin.

Yes, sir!

Close the shop.

We won't be opening today.

Close the shop! We're not open today!

You bastard!

Hey, Chun-ja.

Chun-ja. Hey.

Hey.

Chun-ja.

Hey.

Yes…

Yes, sir.

HYEON-JIN

The person you have called is currently unavailable.

You'll be directed to voicemail after the tone.

You're now one of the people

who come to me in the morning when I'm sober.

You're one of the people who make me curse from the moment I wake up.

Hyeon-jin.

I'll welcome you back.

I'll welcome you with arms wide open,

so I hope to see you again alive.

Seven seconds.

FIVE HUNDRED WON

There's this part in my liberation note.

Yeom Mi-jeong's life is

divided into two parts, before and after she met Mr. Gu.

I must be crazy.

I feel

so lovable.

Trudging on…

step by step.

There's nothing but love in my heart.

So…

I can't feel anything but love.

MY LIBERATION NOTES

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