Doomsday Book Page #5
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- 2012
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really can live
comfortably in the pod.
Inside our special
Life Cube shelter pod,
everything is solar-powered.
Sanitation and water supply
are part of one system.
- One system?
- Yes.
You'll have purified
urine to drink.
Purified urine!
It does sound a bit repulsive,
but it's extremely sanitary.
You'll have fresh water
any time you want
I'm sure you're already dialing
our number on your phone.
Remember that
we have one day left
before the big collision.
You have to decide today,
in order to receive
the shelter pod
before the collision tomorrow.
This is our last live
deal before the collision.
If you buy it
after the collision,
it'll be too late.
Make the right choice
and call us now.
Huh?
OUTOF SERVICE RANGE
Honey. You're really
gonna do that right now?
I wonder how your mother
ever raised you two...
Balls and robots...
I'm a little offended.
Who installed the electricity
and everything in here?
You went to KAIST.
It's is the least you could do.
It's the end of the world and...
Honey. Think of all the days
we'll be spending in here.
Don't waste
your energy already.
This photograph has
just been released...
My good old friend
is on the news!
The meteoroid currently
heading for Earth
appears to be of
a certain ball-like form.
NASA and scientists
everywhere are
quickly analyzing
this photograph.
QKR 0109...
Q... Cue for billiards.
"KR"...For Korea.
Today's date.
No, that's not it.
Come on, intelligent brain!
Maybe she regrets not studying
now that the world is ending.
Skills are better
than book smarts.
Skills last longer.
Just don't make us miserable by
taking up something absurd.
- I think I love you.
- I love you too, honey.
She took it the wrong way.
That's an a useless
hobby, not a skill.
Mom, Dad. Uncle Hwan.
That thing coming toward us...
That pocket ball...
I ordered it.
I'll be a better dad, okay?
I'll play less billiards.
We won't fight.
I know you're
scared and confused,
but we have to have hope.
Mommy and Dad...
I'm telling the truth!
Don't you remember, Mom?
The day Uncle Hwan
saw that UFO.
I saw a UFO on my way home.
Uncle Hwan.
What's your purpose on Earth?
Seriously I just looked up
while coming up the hill,
and a silver
saucer went whoosh...
That's my ID!
That's how we type
our last name!
0109 is my birthday.
Today!
selling pool balls for ten cents.
For real?
It swirled around when I clicked
and the order went in.
I'm not lying!
Maybe it was a website
for aliens!
Let's brush up
on your speech skills
before anything else.
I can't understand
a word you're saying.
Are you mad because
we forgot your birthday?
We've been a bit
preoccupied, honey.
Trying to analyze the "QKR0109"
symbol we have seen
will be nearly impossible.
Huh?
What is this?
Mankind is not perceptive enough to...
I'll spend my last moments at home,
praying with my family.
Min-seo.
Daddy knows how you feel.
It's all right.
You won't believe
anything I say anyway.
I'm gonna go outside
for a bit,
since this might
be my last time.
What in the world have I done?
Bro! I know you're busy,
but we need to talk.
You guys can ignore what
I say like you always do,
but you shouldn't
ignore Min-seo,
your one and only hope.
Just like the UFO
I saw a few years ago,
the idea of her eightball
meteor is certainly a bit absurd
But what's important is that
the world might
end in a few hours.
According to Stephen Hawking's
black hole theory,
things we can't humanly
explain can sometimes
happen in this universe.
The four of us becoming a family
could be one silly phenomenon.
And according to
wheeler's wormhole theory...
- Uncle Hwan.
- Yes?
say something realistic.
Well, okay.
I've thought for years
that this black hole phenomenon
Internet or cell phone signals.
And the fact that I saw
that UFO is also strange,
because that thing
I saw was real!
I looked through
the browser history.
There really was one odd address.
Mom!
Something is weird outside.
Turn on the TV!
Ladies and gentlemen
I repeat...
Due to the meteor's
sudden acceleration,
we now have twenty minutes
and twenty seconds left.
We're also seeing
strange weather
because of
the meteor's influence.
Let's find out the current
status of our weather report.
- What's the weather report?
- Nothing too special.
I see.
Then here's the last
presidential address,
a bit ahead of schedule.
Let's connect
to the Blue House.
We'll try again.
Blue House?
Yes. We seem to be having
some technical difficulties.
We'll try again next time.
Next time, when?
There is no next time.
Ladies and gentlemen.
I have something to
confess before I die.
Let's confess
after the collision...
Despite all
the great guys out there,
I picked the man
sitting next to me now.
with all of my heart.
But now this scumbag
ditched me,
for the young little
reporter KIM Song-yi.
Now they're having an affair!
Before the world ends,
I'll have this scumbag...
No manners at all.
Yes. Ladies and gentlemen,
a broadcaster to the very end.
Why are you sitting there?
Can't I?
Today is our last show.
Why not?
I think you look sexier
than Anchorwoman LEE.
I gave you everything
you bastard!
Just how?
How can you call yourself a man?
Do you love her?
Right.
I will remain composed
and stay with our viewers...
Hey.
Couldn't we cancel
or return the eightball?
Let's try going on the computer.
Uncle Hwan.
I can't understand
what we're supposed to do.
Heck, even Einstein himself
couldn't figure this out.
Uncle Hwan, what is this?
An enter key?
Let's try it.
- I think it stopped!
- Really?
What now?
Wouldn't clicking on the 'x'
stop it for good?
No!
These aren't symbols
used by humans!
We need the electricity!
- What do we do?
- A muscle cramp?
You should've listened to
me when I told you to exercise.
I don't have time to exercise.
I worked so hard to let you
keep up that hobby of yours...
Honey. Ow!
Cramps!
- I don't know what to do!
- Let's just click 'x'!
- Pretty please!
- Please...
No!
Mom.
Dad. Uncle Hwan.
becoming a grown-up.
I ordered that
eightball so that...
I wouldn't let down Dad.
Mom. Dad. Uncle Hwan.
I love you.
You know that, right?
Min-seo. Happy Birthday.
TEN YEARS LATER:
Honey!
Min-seo!
Min-seo!
Min-seo!
- Are you all right?
- What in the world...
I wanted to see its face...
They left already?
Just come out and look.
Oh my... My, my...
My good old friend
the eightball.
Min-seo.
How did that eightball get
destroyed in the first place?
Oh, I don't know...
Maybe, it was just time
for it to get destroyed.
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