Antique Page #3
- Year:
- 2008
- 107 min
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- Why are you taking me?
- Gi-beom, What are you doing?
That bastard Was
taking pictures of the shop.
I knoW him.
Step outside, sir.
Come out, noW!
Hey, calm doWn!
You bastard!
You're dead noW!
You knoW hoW much
that car is, idiot?
- They'll lock you up.
- It's nothing you can't pay for.
Sir, do you knoW
this gentleman?
- No, I don't.
- Master!
What?
That dimWit
is your housekeeper?
Not him.
His mother.
She ran from her
abusive husband,
so my mother
took her in.
This is Su-young.
But she soon
passed aWay,
- so We just greW up together.
- Nice to meet you, Master.
Nice to meet you, Master.
That's Why he calls you master
and Works for your family.
Touching story.
He just picked
that up from his mother.
Then he's like a bodyguard.
As if!
He's not?
He's my responsibility noW.
There goes enjoying single life.
- You're taking him in?
So you rejected me
because you Were
already dating him...
Not everyone is gay.
- Why is a thug standing here?
- What noW?
Ma'am!
Please come again!
- Go aWay!
- He must be nice, though.
HoW else could he stay
With that mean old man?
He must knoW everything.
What Jin-hyuk likes and dislikes.
Even the color of his boxers.
- Master Jin-hyuk.
- Goddamn it.
HoW many times
did I say to knock?
Breakfast.
Idiot.
Soup, egg rolls,
and cucumber salad.
It's already tWelve?
I have to face that
sick cake pervert.
Hey!
I should just pay you in cake.
Save myself some money.
Is hunger your
family trait or something?
I Wouldn't knoW.
I'm an orphan.
And this is a crucial part of
Right. I see.
It's not like
you're gonna eat them.
Strange.
Why open a cake shop
if you hate it so much?
He's right.
I Was surprised, too.
Like you Were
any different?
I folloWed
a boyfriend to Paris.
It just happened.
NoW it's about the money.
This is your
so-called master, you vermin.
I think it's honest.
What's your story?
Why did I open a cake shop?
Because...
There's someone
I have to meet...
All the customers are Women.
Just a minute!
He's the cake pervert.
Welcome!
There's something
professional about him.
He's quite impressive.
He picked out all of
your neW recipes.
That's just the basics.
He's choosing them
according to Weather and season.
HoW is it, sir?
Thank you.
Come again.
Did you see
that smile of his?
I think he's attractive.
Gives me the creeps.
That lifeless cake pervert
alWays spoils the day.
Should I just sell this place?
Welcome!
Hey!
Molly Sue!
A cake shop?
Let's just get some Chinese.
Hurry up.
Welcome to Antique.
Honey, can't you
quit boxing noW?
- No, I can't.
- Why not?
After I Win a young
champion title...
Who's young?
You tried hard, so stop...
Quit nagging me.
Then I'm erasing the baby.
Is it mine?
Son of a...
Sh*t!
That's hot!
You Want it cold, then?
Freaking idiot.
Come again, ma'am.
Hey, you!
You're...
Why are you here?
YANG Gi-beom, the youngest
Asian lightWeight champion!
It's you!
Fancy seeing you here.
What a day!
I even joined
your fanclub.
The "legendary boxer".
The "idol of the ring".
And "cold-hearted pretty boy"?
Does pretty boy
beat people to a pulp? Huh?
What the hell?
- Tabloid?
You're a superstar,
is that it?
Don't you remember me?
I Was sick, so you Won
the rookie championship finals.
I remember.
The chump.
Fainted in
a minute and 45 seconds.
Don't bullshit, a**hole!
It Was 48!
It's not like you
saW the clock, old man.
You!
Funny hoW life turns out, eh?
You defeated me
and ruled the World,
and noW, you sell
pretty little cakes?
You little...
Hey! Can you see?
I heard you're
going blind.
Is this some
rehabilitation program?
He was an amazing boxer.
A genius.
I didn't even
get upset when I lost.
He Was that good.
He Was the reason
I kept boxing...
He didn't mean it.
He Was just embarrassed.
He Wasn't even Worth
the 45 seconds...
Why didn't you just
Master's Wishes or not,
I Would've never hired a boxer.
What kind of idiot plays such a
What?
Look at that.
You can see fine.
Yeah, I can.
As long as I don't fight.
- If not?
- Well, then...
Like he said, I'd be
stuck in some rehabilitation center.
Like you said,
you're fine.
Just consider this as
a light Workout.
Come on.
Boxing and+ruining your health,
or getting to eat all our cake...
What's better?
Boxing.
Good job.
Eat up.
Three?
What's the catch?
They confirmed it.
Retina detachment.
They did, huh?
It's not the end of your life.
You'll be fine
if you don't fight.
You can have a normal life.
Is that a life?
Master.
You must be hungry.
Hey, fire!
- Try this.
- I said, it's on fire!
Call 911!
NAM Su-young!
What's Wrong With you?
Sorry.
Just leave it!
What now?
He's driving me crazy.
Sun-Woo,
I'm really sorry,
but can't you
just teach him something?
I can't leave him
out of my sight.
- OW!
- Why not?
Might as Well
put him through special training.
- Yeah? Thanks, man.
- Sure.
I thought you Were shy.
The sunglasses and all.
My eyes are Weak.
Since it's nighttime,
can't you take them off?
WoW.
They're such a light color.
You're cute.
- F***!
- Fill me up!
Su-young...
Su-young!
Su-young!
Help me!
Forget it all.
God, it's like
the old days again...
I'm here.
Holy sh*t!
Drink this.
- Hey!
- It's my pleasure.
Hot chocolate?
I'm sWeating my ass off here!
And I don't like this anymore!
I'm not a child, damn it.
You're cute.
Don't mistake him for
just any old homo!
He's the gay of demonic charm!
He'll have his Way With you,
suck the life out of you,
and then throW you aWay.
He's one sick bastar...
Person...
You got it?
He could have a naive idiot like you
like a piece of cake.
I Warned you,
so stay aWay from him.
You hear me?
WoW...
He's really something.
Sun-Woo...
You crazy f***.
Listen to me!
He's really good, huh?
Hot guys like him
should be shared.
So have fun, but you better
back off When your fun is over.
Su-young, let's have
just one more drink.
Cheers.
I Would, but
Why?
Is something Wrong?
Master's nightmares are back.
I need to hurry back to him.
Master Jin-hyuk...
He's scared of
being alone at night.
You should go, then.
Sun-Woo!
- I'm a bit drunk.
- Have a seat, Sun-Woo.
Are you okay?
Sun-Woo, are you okay?
- Hey, your eyes!
- Su-young.
Master, Why do you have...
What noW?
- Get aWay!
- I'm so sorry.
- Jin-hyuk...
- Back off!
Maybe Su-young
should serve.
- What?
- What?
- I'll go out of business.
- MIN Sun-Woo.
MIN Sun-Woo!
Who the f*** is
screaming Master's name?
Take care of it outside.
I heard you Went to
a hotel With some guy.
Let's talk outside.
Club master told me everything.
Don't lie to me.
Who is it?
Some tall, handsome guy
in a black suit and sunglasses...
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