Couples Page #5
- Year:
- 2011
- 110 min
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- Na-ri!
- I was sure that one day,
- Na-ri!
Wake up!
I told you
not to bow!
This man would surely kill me.
Sh*t.
Come on, Sang-du.
Can't you wrap it up nicely?
- Yes, sir.
- Come, now.
Don't call me "sir".
- But that would be absurd, sir.
- We're practically brothers.
Still...
Then I guess...
Bro.
Let's make it Mr. LEE.
Yes, sir.
Mr. LEE.
#II was thinking about how bad
Why don't we look into
a different business?
What?
It better not be
collecting art again.
Real estate, funds,
stocks, and bonds.
There are other options
for capital now.
Market prices are always
decided by the owner,
and they can't be taxed on
the sale of the artwork.
That's why I've prepared this
for you, sir.
What is that?
The universe.
And Earth.
- Says who?
- The art dealer.
And you paid
100 grand for this.
- And now you want me to buy it?
- Huh?
Then what's that?
The moon?
A full moon.
You f***ing idiot!
Sheesh.
No, no.
Definitely not art.
You're here!
And you're early.
- Hello, ma'am.
- There was no traffic.
Oh, right.
I'm sorry, Na-ri.
I don't usually do this myself,
but I had to take care of
some things today.
You look busy, honey.
Should I wait outside?
No, no.
I'm all done.
Should we go eat
something nice?
Sure.
I'm telling you.
He just ripped the wig
right off of my head.
Yeah, because of some
goddamn inspection.
Oh my!
My goodness!
- So what happened next?
- I was completely humiliated.
Dang it.
Lookee here.
Be a bit more careful,
you hear?
What?
What are you
staring at me for, eh?
- Let it go.
- Honey, just let it go.
Hold on.
- I apologize.
- Damn right.
Goddamn...
- Where was I?
- Humiliated...
Right.
Humiliated.
I got humiliated and
made a damn fool.
Boss.
I told you not to
call me that.
How did it go?
Holy mother f***!
And you let that prick
say that?
Go tell him to stop
barking up the wrong tree!
Or I'll go and
snap him in two, you hear?
- I don't understand you, sir.
- Come here.
Yes, sir.
Ask Mr. KIM for ten percent off
on the floor tiles.
- You hear?
- Yes, sir!
Save the black suits
for funerals, kid.
- Hello?
- You said a week.
Is it that you're lazy,
orjust bad?
- I'll have good news soon.
- You've said that for two months.
I'm okay.
What's wrong?
Are you choking?
Dang it.
What did I tell you?
- Stop stuffing your darn face!
- Just wait a little more.
Huh?
Are you okay?
Snap out of it!
Give it some time, okay?
Oh my god!
You might want to
cover the back.
Why is it so crazy in here?
Holy!
Yay!
Vitamin C!
You look tired.
- I'm really, really tired.
- Oh.
Vitamin cocktail!
Cheers.
Vitamin C?
Wow.
Vitamin C.
- I'm gonna go to the restroom.
- Sure. Go ahead.
It's me, sir.
- Did you find her?
- I'm sorry, sir.
The car is still here,
but she's...
All right.
- Please kill me, sir.
- Right now?
Forget it.
I was just as stupid,
letting her drug me...
Did you get diarrhea too?
I went eight times...
I'm fine, sir!
My a**hole is on fire.
- Good afternoon.
- Yes, you too.
Why are you so loud?
a war in here!
after seeing you thugs.
- Keep it down!
- We're not thugs.
You're making a mess!
This is what demolishing is.
Relieves stress that way.
You're giving me a
half off deal, okay?
Oh my, my...
Half off leaves us with
nothing, ma'am.
- Don'tjust buy us drinks like last time!
- Whatever!
I can't hear you!
LEE Byung-chan is my name.
I, too, had my golden days.
I was what the world calls
"a thug".
I was once as successful
as anyone.
I used to enjoy life
more than anyone.
I once did more terrible things
than anyone.
when I did any good.
It all meant nothing.
Nothing could fill
the hole in my heart.
Not until I met her.
Could this be happiness?
Live a decent life.
For this one woman,
more than anything.
But that hope was destroyed.
Shattered to pieces
in a single moment.
I have to stay calm.
Where could she be hiding?
Ow...
Where?
You have to find
that briefcase.
You know what happens
if you don't, right?
I know, sir.
- We got a package, sir.
- A package?
Where is it, moron?
Hey, you!
Who the hell are you?
- Sh*t!
- Stop right there!
Curly!
Put your seatbelt on!
Hey!
Farewell, my femme fatale.
- Hello?
- Yes, hello?
I know
where your thief is.
Na-ri?
It's you!
How did he know?
- I'm not Na-ri.
- You're Na-ri!
Let's meet
and talk this over.
I told you,
I'm not Na-ri!
Fine. You're not.
Let's still meet.
Explain this situation to me.
HWANG Na-ri,
that little b*tch!
Can't you go any faster, sir?
Mister!
- Sh*t!
- Mister?
Why am I getting
all this sh*t today?
So you're saying,
Na-ri stashed the money
at your friend's house,
and she's probably
on her way to get it now?
- And she's framing you for it?
- That's right, sir.
How much longer?
You said five minutes!
- Mister!
- Let me concentrate.
- I'm asking you how long!
- Goddamn it!
It'll take as long as
it's gonna take!
It won't go up with you
weighing it down.
Either get out and wait,
orjust go!
Now you tell me?
Fine.
Fine, then!
I'm leaving and I'm not
paying for the ride!
Couldn't you pay me
a little?
She only left you a text message,
but you've been waiting for her?
- Yes.
- And you got a loan,
- What do I do?
- To buy a house in this economy,
- when everyone's dying to sell?
- I was out of my mind.
- Wow.
I didn't know there were still
nice guys like you, Mister.
Mister?
I'm not that old...
It's that room over there.
Go park the car
somewhere else.
Yes, sir.
I guess you don't
need me anymore.
Strip this idiot down and
stick him in the back.
Yes, sir.
Not the clothes again...
I'm useless to you now, sir...
- Come on in.
- Right.
I was in such a hurry,
I forgot the lights.
It's a mess.
I'm not done organizing.
No, it's really nice.
- You take pictures, too?
- Yes.
- I majored in photography originally.
- Oh.
I'll get you some slippers.
Here they are!
- Put them on.
- I'll do it.
Thank you.
Something here should fit you.
You may as well just change.
- What are all these boxes?
- Those are Na-ri's...
another man.
You should wash up.
I'll turn on the hot water.
- Get changed.
- Thank you.
Yes?
There's no need to hurry.
Take your time.
Okay.
Would you like some
lemongrass tea?
Later...
After I take a shower.
Sure.
You can't suddenly
raise the deposit...
Thirty thousand dollars doesn't
grow on trees!
Who is it?
Na-ri...
Can't you come back tomorrow?
I'll explain everything
inside, honey.
I'm sort of busy today.
Come back tomorrow.
Come on.
- I'm sorry, Yoo-seok.
- Take what you need.
I'm throwing the rest out
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