Breathless Page #6
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- 2008
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Open the door.
Don't die.
Even though it's too hard living
and you just want to die, you've gotta live.
If you die now,
I'm...
I'm...
Live. Don't die.
Don't die.
Don't die!
Mum...
Okay, get ready for the blood transfusion.
Take my blood and give it to him!
Are you his son?
As I'm his son, I'm asking you
to take my blood and give it to him!
I'm sorry.
I said I'm his son, so take my blood!
F***. I said, don't leave a single drop
and just give it all to him.
Take my blood and give it to him.
- Get off him!
- Take it!
I said, give my blood to him.
Give it to him!
What you doing?
I was about to sleep.
You woke me up.
Sorry for calling so late.
Sleep.
How come you're calling?
Let's go for a beer.
Forget it.
- Let's do it next time.
- I'll go now.
Where should I go?
If I'm here, at least look at me.
Stop acting cool.
What's this?
I thought we'd go to a pub a drink.
Sometimes you need to try
drinking in places like this, b*tch.
It's really been a long time
since I've been here.
And at this time of night.
I used to ride my motorbike
here all the time, in middle school.
So you were a bad boy from then on?
You know,
you're acting really weird today.
Why do you look so lifeless?
I gave blood before coming here,
that's why.
Gave blood? You?
Why?
Am I not allowed to give blood?
Oh, right.
I started a part-time job. In a snack bar.
Isn't that funny?
It's your shout on pay day.
The wages are paid weekly.
As I'll give you a call very soon,
you can let this high schooler treat you.
But, you really are mean.
You ignore my calls when I page you,
and only call me when you feel like it.
Don't live like that.
So how should I live?
You tell me, high school kid.
Do you want me to tell you?
First of all...
You should spend lots of money on me.
Then you'll live a good life.
Stupid high schooler.
The little runt's f***ing around.
You can talk, scum bag.
Let me lie on your lap.
Don't bother asking.
Are your parents living a good life?
Of course.
Be nice to them. Don't upset them.
You be nice to yours.
Stop being a scum bag.
They're probably really upset cos of you.
Hey!
What? Why, you want to pick a fight?
I got my wages
from my part-time job yesterday.
You don't listen, do you.
Come on then.
Attack!
What?
Oi, bastard. Little bastards.
You're dead, you little bastard.
You little bastard.
Get up!
How dare are you!
You evil person.
Why are you trying to kill?
Bastards!
Get over here, little bastards.
Get over here, little bastards.
Bastards!
I'm off. See you next time.
Hyung In.
I'm sorry I did what I did last time.
I shouldn't of.
Don't beat grandad!
Grandad's nice, why do you beat him?
Dad used to...
used to beat mum like that.
There's a brewery.
All the grains from that neighborhood
go into that brewery...
Who is that?
Switch it off, okay?
Who is it? I'm in class.
It's me.
I thought you said
you'd treat on pay day.
Huh? I was going to call.
He's in a play at kindergarten.
Huh?
Come out of exit 2 at Daelim Station
and you'll find Omji Kindergarten.
See you there at 5.
Okay, I got it. Don't be late.
I'll get off work early tonight.
I got myself a cell phone.
I'll give you the number
when I see you.
Hey, tell me now.
He says what he wants to say
and hangs up.
What are you doing, f***ing c*nt!
What's with you?
I told you to get here by 1 1am.
It's half-nine, prick.
I know, wanker.
So the bastard knows he's early?
That's a surprise.
Why, what's up?
Do you need money?
F***ing c*nt.
Is that all you can think about.
You come to f*** me up
while the boys aren't here, f***er?
F***er.
However much I give it out,
I ain't giving it to f***ers like you.
Carry on with the cleaning.
F***ing bastard.
What is it then?
Man Sik...
What, you c*nt.
Man Sik...
Oi, you f***ing c*nt.
Spit it out.
I'm calling it a day after today.
Hey, you've thought it
through carefully, have you?
I don't know, bastard.
Hey, it's not like I don't know you. Eh?
It's just really sudden, that's all.
I don't know...
I'm just sick and tired of it all.
And who enjoys it?
Who the hell is in this line of work
cos they enjoy it?
Man Sik...
What?
F***. Bastard.
F***.
I'm through with it too.
I'm quitting as well!
F***er. F***.
I was going to pass all this
onto Hong Seok anyway. The bastard.
I'll just go ahead with the hand over
procedures when the bastard gets here.
Crazy bastard, stop f***ing around.
Stop trying to copy me, c*nt.
Who says they're copying you?
Crazy bastard.
If one of the founding member's gonna quit,
then we're f***ed anyway.
I'm quitting.
I'm all ready to open up
a barbecue restaurant.
And you have quite a bit of
severance pay stacked up.
F***ing c*nt, really.
You've been f***ing hiding all
this crap from the boys.
That's right, you f***er.
I am the boss, I need to watch out
for myself more than the boys.
But it's not like...
I didn't give them their cuts.
Alright.
Get here quickly after you finish.
Let's go for a drink.
F***er... all this so suddenly.
F***er... damn.
Hwan Gyu called and said
he wouldn't be coming in today.
Work with Young Jae, yeah?
My nephew's in a play today.
Come along and we'll go
for a drink afterwards.
There's someone I want you to meet.
Your nephew?
The little runt must've grown a lot by now.
But who you going to introduce me to?
See for yourself later, you f***er.
F***.
I'll go straight to the kindergarten after work.
See you there.
Got it.
Let's have some coffee.
This looks like it.
Sang Hoon, take your sister inside.
Let's go.
So, you know why we're here.
Give us what we came for.
We're busy.
I've got some money coming in next week.
I'll definitely pay you then.
Hey, don't f*** aorund with me, c*nt.
Do you have money in the bank?
Go put on a jacket and come with us.
We'll be waiting outside.
I really don't have it on me now.
If you could just give me one week...
I will definitely...
Just this once...
I really don't have it!
I don't f***ing have it, for f***'s sake!
What do you expect me to do?
Son of a b*tch!
C*nt!
Don't!
Don't hit him.
Don't!
- Don't hit him.
- Don't!
- Oi
- Don't hit him.
- Stop, Han Young Jae!
- F***...
I told you to stop, you bastard!
Stop!
Let go of that and get over here.
I said, stop.
Didn't you hear me?
Forget this house, let's go.
F***ing c*nt!
- Don't do that!
- Oi!
Hey, stop.
Stop, you c*nt, stop!
Stop!
Don't hit my dad!
F***er!
You are really one big f***er.
You c*nt.
This is what happens when you do
what you haven't been told.
F***ing retarded bastard.
Let's get going.
I need to go early today.
Come on, bastard.
Sh*t, come on, you bastard.
Let's leave it here for today, yeah?
My head's killing me.
Hey, c*nt, come on.
Do you have any tissue?
Sang Hoon...
I do have it, you f***er.
Son of a b*tch, son of a b*tch!
C*nt! Why did you hold back?
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