Farewell My Darling Page #4

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Don't you think it's time to start crying?

Damn. Let's do it again.

Oh, I see.

Let's get it right this time.

Where's the car?

I sent it back.

The picture would have been better

with the car. Well, it's too late now.

- Start over there around the corner.

- From over there?

Don't forget to cry as

you walk along.

All right.

We'll start over there.

Start crying at the corner.

Don't mess it up.

And you make us look good.

Que!

Oh, my God.

How could this have happened?

Alas, alas.

Those are the waitresses from

the coffee shop.

I can't believe it, sir.

They say that life passes quickly, but

how could you just leave us like this?

Who's going to drink my coffee?

How can we run the shop

without you?

What's this? What the hell are those

waitresses doing here?

No wonder he died... with all the black

coffee he drank at the coffee shop.

Did you know that he and

the waitresses...

Don't be silly.

Uncle would never do such a thing.

Please stop that.

What's wrong with letting them

offer their condolences?

Here's a cup of black coffee

for you.

Have a cup of tea too.

- This is your favorite herbal tea.

- OK, girls. Let's bow.

He looks much handsomer

in the picture.

How could you just leave us

like this?

Cut, cut. OK, girls.

Let's do it again.

That was terrible.

Raise your back a bit.

That's better. Que.

What the hell is going on now?

I appreciate your coming,

but you've gone too far.

But we're going to all this trouble

so we can remember him better.

That's right. The video will help people

remember him for a long time.

What did he say?

He said it was a good way to

remember the deceased.

I see.

There it is. Hey, you!

Little boy,

please bring me my shoe.

Hey, boy. Stop right there.

How can he run so fast?

Stop, stop.

Hey, Payoo. Catch.

Oh, no. My car!

Go out and stop them.

Are they crazy?

They can't sing when a house

is in mourning?

What do they think this is...

some cheap club?

A house in mourning should be busy.

This is good.

Just calm down and leave them alone.

- What did he say?

- He said, "Leave them alone.''

A house of mourning should be busy.

Ms. Lee, sing another one like that.

Sing another one with a good beat.

Why don't you sing Mr. Park's

favorite song?

OK.

A slow south-bound train makes

it's way through the rain...

The rain is falling,

and so are my tears.

- Well...

- I don't know where she is.

He seems to be having a good time.

I've never seen a house in mourning

like this one.

Please, mix in some cold water.

You could hurt someone with that.

Encore! Encore!

- One, two, three, four!

- Damn that song.

You'll make a wonderful picture with

this background.

You know, you really look

beautiful through the lens.

You really think so?

You stand out among all

those people.

Really?

Have you ever thought about

becoming a model?

Of course I have.

I love posing for the camera.

Oh, really?

Perfect.

Sweetheart!

Sweetheart!

Honey!

Sweetheart!

It's my fault. I killed you.

- What's the matter with you?

- I killed you.

What do you mean... you killed him?

Are you crazy?

You must be drunk.

What's wrong with you?

You know, a while ago...

What did he say to you?

If only I'd done what he wanted.

Which is?

If I'd just slept with him once,

he would've lived another ten years.

She's out of it.

Uncle!

Mr. Yoon, control yourself.

I killed him. I'm a murderer.

- It was important after all.

- What was?

He would be alive and well

if I'd repaired the pedal.

What pedal?

Hey, Mr. Han, these pedals don't stop.

They need to be repaired.

You hear me? Or you can't hear

what I'm talking about.

Can't you see I'm busy?

Stop bugging me about those

stupid pedals.

I'll get to them when I have time.

It's not your fault.

Don't blame yourself.

It was important, wasn't it?

Yes it was. The pedals of a bike

are very important.

Let's go.

Let's go while there's still

some food and drink left.

What are you doing there?

Look as much as you want.

Don't cry.

When can I cry, if not at

my father's funeral?

You think I haven't been a good

enough son, don't you?

Not at all.

I know how you feel.

Once when we were having a fight,

you said you gave in to me

because you didn't want

my parents to worry.

You looked like an angel.

If being an angel were that easy,

everyone would be one.

When you were a college student and

I was hanging around with no job...

after only graduating from

high school...

I don't want to hear any more.

It wasn't your fault.

Look, your brother is the oldest.

As the future head of the family

he has to have a college degree.

I'm sorry, but we can't afford to

send you both. Chan-gil,

you'll just have to wait until

Dad, does that mean I don't have

to go to school?

I'm much happier as your wife

than I would have been as a nurse.

I should've asked Dad to sell off

the last rice paddy

and send me to college.

If you'd done that,

we might not have gotten married.

Yes... maybe.

What the hell is that?

Dad wasn't a Buddhist.

Why are you playing a sutra?

What?

My prayers will make him happy.

You'll see.

Payoo, what were you doing in there?

Come here.

Did you have supper?

Let's go and fix you something to eat.

Chan-gil, I'd like a word with you.

OK.

- Does my husband own land here?

- What?

We've been getting billed

for taxes for years.

I forgot to ask Father when

he was alive.

Oh, this. Yes, it's ours.

If it's a problem, I'll pay it.

As you know, your brother has no interest

in this kind of thing.

But I'd like to know what's going on.

Actually, it's not much.

Since the family owns it and he's

the oldest, it's sent to him.

- Then why...

- Stop it, Hae-ri.

That's enough.

- You are so indecisive.

- I said stop it.

What?

You shouldn't have come here.

That's it. If that's what you think,

I'll pack up and leave right now.

All right.

Either take the kids and go back

to Seoul in the morning

or be quiet as if you weren't here.

Why should I act as if

I weren't here?

Well...

Now I don't want to listen.

I'm sorry, I should have told

you about this before.

Chan-gil, if you have any land left here,

let's sell it.

The price of land isn't going

to go up.

What? Did you come all this way

to say that?

I'm such a lucky woman.

Sure I am.

I've lived long enough.

What else could I possibly want?

Mother, let's go inside.

It's cold out here.

You shouldn't have come out.

She'll come.

She'll be here tomorrow.

Dad! Dad!

You won't humiliate me like

this anymore.

You are no longer my daughter.

Dad, don't do this to me.

You know who that son-of-a-b*tch is?

His father was a servant in this house.

He betrayed us and destroyed the family.

The times haven't changed that much.

A servant is a servant and nothing else.

I never want to see you again.

Get out of my house.

Da... dad.

Are you out of your mind?

How dare you! If you were just going to

drive me crazy,

you shouldn't have tagged along.

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