Kevin Hart: Laugh at My Pain Page #2
What? You little...
I'm leaving
cuz I have to work.
Not cuz I'm scared.
I'll come at dawn
and keep bothering
you till
I get my deposit back.
Oooo, you scare me.
Don't even try
to run away.
Or you'll have to watch
your back for life!
Sh*t...
STORAGE:
Sh*t.
She coming or not?
Hey!
in the hospital.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
Damn it...
Joo Dong-hyun's case...
Let's just
collect that and stop.
My wife's loan shark
wants help
with evictions
instead of the money.
Says he'll pay, too.
So he ain't
a complete a**hole.
Sorry,
but can you help me?
Sure.
- Enjoy.
- Thanks.
Let's eat beef blood soup.
It's good for you.
Though you can't taste things,
get your nutrition.
Taking vitamins, right?
Eat before it gets cold.
This tastes bland.
- Leaving already?
- Yeah.
Go to a motel or something.
You'll get sick like that.
I'm going to
Myung-dong Market.
Chinese lunar holiday
starts today.
Take care!
- Bye.
- Ciao.
Leaving work early
on purpose?
F***.
I'm talking to you!
How dare you
ignore me!
What's this b*tch!
The f***!
I'm talking b*tch!
What are you doing!
Get her!
Hurry, fools!
You owe me the money!
Don't ignore me!
I'm sorry.
Please don't do this.
What!
This thing's real?
You crazy b*tch!
You can't
even sell her organs.
Where ya
gonna sell her to?
- She's a virgin, right?
- Sure thing, boss.
That's good.
The fools
f***in' her can deal
with her bleeding to death.
She'll die?
What the!
The hell!
What the?
Open up!
Hey!
You can't eat that...
Open up!
Who the f*** are you!
That girl's
gotta pay me first.
What the f***!
I don't hit people.
Then get hit and die,
f***er!
Hey! The car's moving!
Car coming!
My head!
- Kill him!
- Son of b*tch!
The car's rolling down!
What the heck?
- Inspector Park!
- Yes?
Come here.
Let's go.
Are you okay?
Doesn't it hurt?
Thank you
for helping me.
Pay up, b*tch.
You already took $5000.
Wasn't that the deal?
Still, pay up.
Do you like me
or something?
Crazy?
Then why keep following me!
I have absolutely
nothing!
I don't even have
a room to lie down
in this damn,
big world!
So, don't mess
with me anymore.
I'm about to lose it, too.
What the f***...
Ms. Joo Dong-hyun?
- Joo Dong-hyun?
- Yes?
I heard
you are a hemophiliac.
Shouldn't you go
to the hospital?
No, I'm fine.
Did you get hurt
anywhere?
No.
And Mr. Park Nam-soon...
But this says
Park Nam-jin.
That's my real name.
To put em in the slammer
for a while...
Damn,
they hit you bad.
medical treatment.
Go to the hospital,
first.
I'm not in any pain.
- You're not?
- No.
Hey!
Now I don't even have money
to take out the stuff to sell!
I can't even go!
I have to live out
on the street now!
Really, I have nothing!
So, stop following me!
Hey!
Stop! You can't even get
$100 for this!
I gotta make a living!
You're no human, a**hole!
I got a room in my house.
$180 a month.
Sleep there
till you pay it off.
What?
I'm sick of chasing you
for petty cash! F***...
For real, sir?
Been deceived all your life?
I'm a black belt in Taekwondo.
The f*** I care.
When you're done paying,
scram!
Right...
Then...
Lots.
- Almost there.
- The hell?
- ls this it?
- Yes! Thank you.
Sign here, please.
Sign? Ah, sure.
Where are you going?
Don't ask
where I'm headed.
This isn't easy to ask.
Please,
don't get me wrong.
I don't think you do,
but just in case.
Do you like...
I don't feel anything.
Damn scrawny girl...
My name's
Joo Dong-hyun.
Living in the same house,
I know your name.
You live alone
with no family?
They're all dead.
Me, too.
Why're they dead?
Can't you use better words?
Like pass away?
Pass what?
Dead means dead.
Just call me Nam-soon.
Park Nam-soon?
Pretty name.
Sh*t, whatever.
Careful! Watch it!
Use that room.
That...
And that.
Don't touch.
And never ever wake me up.
If you need money,
take it from here.
But don't take
more than $30 at a time.
Use the dishes up there.
Don't touch
the ones down here.
Where are you going?
Don't ask me
where I'm headed.
Gotcha!
Sh*t.
You can all play here now.
Oh no!
Analgesia ...
ANALGESIA:
insensibility to pain...
Excuse me.
Ever heard of hemophilia?
You have hemophilia?!
You're awake?
I didn't wake you, did I?
You said you don't feel
anything for scrawny me!
No, it always gets like this
in the morning.
Don't go in there!
What's this?
What was that?
Blood clotting serum.
You heard,
my blood doesn't clot.
- Did you get it checked out?
- Why? I'm not sick.
Garlic, onions
carrots, oranges,
peanuts, seaweed, and fish.
They help clear up the blood.
I never eat that.
If my blood gets clearer,
I bleed more and more.
to dirty up my blood.
What are you, a vampire?
Oh! That's right!
Listen.
I have hemophilia.
Vampires have
Porphyric Hemophilia.
Hemo means blood.
Philia means love.
They both have
great love for blood.
That's why they use
the same word. Get it?
I'm a total vampire.
You've lost it...
So...
You can't
taste things, too?
I didn't see your medical
files on purpose.
I don't feel sick!
Right! It's an illness.
- I'm not sick!
- Fine.
Geez! You scared me.
- I saw you.
- How?
Watch.
This tastes spicy.
It's tear-jerking,
hot spicy!
Books say that you can
train to recognize taste.
Taste is a sense.
Try this.
Think of it as rehab.
Say, 'Ah'.
Hey, look.
We spoon kissed.
This is yours, bro.
This one's mine.
The hell.
Who're you calling bro'?
Shithead, fool...
Uncle, mister,
and bro.
Then, how about sis!
Just call my name.
Mr. Nam-soon? Sir?
- Drop the sir.
- Just Nam-soon?
Hey, Nam-soon?
We just have this area
left to tear down.
Any progress
with the compensations?
Compensation?
When someone living
in a shack
hears of redevelopment...
They ask
for a 700ft apartment.
Damn...
Seoul is a complete hell.
Gushing with greed
and earthly desires.
What the f*** is this!
Sh*t!
Son of a b*tch!
Sh*t.
Hey, is there
a payphone nearby?
I looked all around,
but can't find one.
Doesn't she have a cell...
I don't have a cell phone.
I like payphones way
better.
Why are good
and replaced
with expensive things.
It was too dusty...
Where are you going?
To buy glue
for the broken dish?
Hold on!
I have extra strong glue
I use to make accessories.
I'm sorry.
I won't touch it again.
That belonged to
my family.
I'm so sorry.
- Here! You should...
- Hey!
I'm really good at gluing.
Can I do it?
Just go in and sleep!
No need to yell.
See! Give it to me.
Let go!
Hold on!
That hurts.
Don't be a sissy.
Just rip it off.
One, two!
No! No! No!
You're like a doc.
Operating
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