Breathless Page #5

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You do what you want.

Eat up, the meat's burning.

Okay.

Let's eat.

Stop doing that, Sang Hoon.

I'm earning too.

Bloody hell. Shall I stop it then?

But still...

I'll give this to dad then.

Do you go and see the bastard?

Huh?

Well, dad's alone,

and he wants to spend time with Hyung In...

Why go there?

I went to see if he was doing okay.

Go one more time and you're dead.

He's our dad, Sang Hoon.

We're family.

We have the same blood in us.

Blood?

You know what?

If I could I want to slit my wrists

and force feed the blood to the bastard.

Don't be like that, Sang Hoon.

Dad's having a hard time too.

Hard time?

What's hard for him?

I don't even know

what your mum looks like.

We just share the same dad.

Why do we have to f***ing

keep in touch with each other?

We'd be better off not meeting up.

Better off!

I've eaten so much

I need to get rid of it.

Are you vexed because you didn't

get any drink down you?

- Hit me, bastard!

- What's wrong!

Help, help!

Hey, who are you?

F***ing bastard.

What the f*** you staring at?

F***!

F***ing bastard.

Why did you do that?

Why?

Why?

Why! You f***ing c*nt.

F***ing idiot.

Why?

Why? F***ing bastard!

Why did you do that.

Why?

Why you bastard?

Why

Did you do that why.

F***er!

Part-time staff wanted

I'll pay you a week later.

- I'll pay you, I will.

- You c*nt!

Pay up!

Pay up! F***ing a**hole!

Pay up!

Pay up you f***ing wanker.

Han Young Jae, bring me a hammer.

Hey, bring him a hammer.

F***ing bastard,

are you not with it? F***ing c*nt!

Can't you hear me?

I'll bring it over.

You c*nt, are you here to play?

You here to play?

F***ing c*nt. Huh?

Why are you holding back?

F***ing c*nt!

I'll bring it over, I will bring it.

Hwan Gyu, this wanker's gotten too

f***ing big for his boots.

- I'm sorry.

- Sh*t, you f***ing c*nt.

You f***er.

You c*nt.

I said, are you here to play?

You c*nt?

Have you gone deaf? C*nt?

If you don't cough up the money today

then count yourself dead, f***er.

I'll pay it.

I'll pay it right now.

You, Young Jae, get over here.

Raise your head.

Look at me, you f***ing bastard.

You here to play?

Are you?

Don't roll your f***ing eyeballs, c*nt.

You think you're that good

at fights, huh?

You think you're that clever, huh?

Hold back and even clever f***ers

who are good at fighting are dead meat.

I want to kill all the f***ers

who are hesitant wimps.

You have to do it with action,

if you don't want to die.

You got it, f***ing retards?

Don't get all sentimental.

Got it.

Is that the loudest your voice gets?

Hwan Gyu, you get over here.

Yes.

Take this bastard with you

and head back to the office first.

What about you?

I'll be right behind you.

Go on now.

F***ing son of a b*tch, bastard.

You alright?

Where've you been?

Have you been hitting the boys?

Quit beating them up.

He hasn't been with us for that long.

Did I beat you up? F***ing pricks?

No, you didn't.

See, I didn't beat them, c*nt.

Whew! How much

did you beat them for them to..

- Hey Young Jae!

- Yes.

You can follow

Hong Seok's team tomorrow.

You need to get to know some of

the other guys too. Huh?

Okay, got it.

You can go around with Hwan Gyu,

just the two of you, from tomorrow.

What's with the change? F***.

Just leave it the way it is.

Okay then, bastard.

Instead, make sure

you don't beat the boys up, huh?

Have you set up an account?

Why are there two?

Take turns paying into each one.

Sh*t, what a hassle.

You can arrange a standing order.

If it's too much hassle c*nt

then get someone else to do it.

Phew. Alright.

I'll do it.

Bloody f***ing hassle.

Hey.

Hold off on the gambling

and get yourself a cell phone.

I quit gambling. C*nt.

Welcome.

Oh! Hello.

- Where's she gone?

- You mean Hyun Seo?

She worked until 12 today

and went home early.

I think she mentioned that

something came up at home.

Is there something I can help you with?

My cell phone should be here somewhere.

The one you bought last time?

Hyun Seo took it with her.

Said she's give it to you herself.

Have you not gotten it yet?

- I'll give her a call.

- Leave it.

I can make the call...

- Thank you.

- Alright, eat up now.

Thank you.

Welcome!

You f***ing c*nt. Get your ass home

as soon as you can.

Hey, f***ing b*tch!

You know the idiot starts losing it

if you come home late.

F***ing b*tch. You don't get

any studying or sh*t done.

I started a part-time job today.

I'll be home around this time

every day from now on.

You f***ing around, c*nt.

You concentrate on the housework, eh?

I'll bring the money back.

I didn't ask you this,

but where is the money coming from?

It's not even small money

F***ing c*nt.

You still complaining

when I bring money home?

Why, do you feel dirty

- cos it's like that money's dodgy stuff?

- Yeah.

The money's probably earned

by beating people to a pulp.

It makes me feel dirty.

Even doing labor work all day long

only pays you 40-50.

Where does all that big money come from?

You know, it makes me so uneasy

I want to chuck it away.

Sh*t, you f***ing b*tch.

Go throw it away then, c*nt.

Hey! Burn it.

Or, even tear it up.

F***ing c*nt.

You tramp.

What you staring at?

I'm going to kill you, you f***ing c*nt.

Sang Hoon.

Stop thinking like that.

Think how hard it must be for your dad.

He paid for his sins by serving time in jail.

Paid for his sins?

Is there a price to pay

for murdering someone? C*nt?

You kill someone and then spend

Does that mean you've paid for it?

F***ing c*nt!

Alright, now keep it down.

Be quiet.

What the f*** you staring at,

you f***ing c*nt?

- What's your f***ing problem?

- Stop it, hey!

You said to me before, right?

Orphan bastards like you

would like to have a dad.

But you know what?

Bastards like me

would rather be an orphan. Prick!

The f***ing bastards are f***ing rowdy.

Oi, keep it down, eh,

f***ing wankers.

Let me kill a f***ing c*nt today

and see if I can repent my sins.

Hey!

I'm going to kill you!

Where's your mother gone,

leaving her daughter to cook dinner.

F***ing whore.

She neglects her family,

doesn't even cook.

Where has she f***ed off to?

Your mother.

I told you, mum's not around.

B*tch. Why isn't your mum around?

I said, she's dead.

B*tch. Why is your mum dead?

She's f***ing about,

opening that p*ssy of hers.

Why would she be dead?

You rotten b*tch.

I said, mum's dead.

She's dead!

How many times do I have to tell you?

Why don't you get it?

I said, mum's dead!

She's been dead for years already.

Why do you keep bringing it up?

Why?

I'm going to kill you, you f***ing c*nt.

I'm really going to kill you.

Come here.

Come over here.

What are you doing?

What the hell are you doing?

Aren't you going to put it down?

Don't do it.

I said, don't do it.

Why are you being like this?

Why?

You f***ing c*nt.

C*nt. Wake up.

Wake up!

What the f*** is this. You c*nt!

What am I!

What?

Open the door.

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