Mother Page #4

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a bunch of b*tches too.

That young thing got

by all on her own.

She must have been

lonely as hell.

Who're you talking about?

Ah-jung.

They say she had a boyfriend.

Who?

Crazy JP.

Crazy JP from the sanatorium?

No f***ing way.

Crazy JP is ugly as hell.

It's true.

Ah-jung really liked boys.

They say she couldn't

even take a nap by herself.

Those are all lies.

Ah-jung's nickname

was Rice Cake Girl.

Rice Cake?

Did she eat lots of rice cake?

I bet she ate fish cake too.

Isn't there anything else

you kids remember about her?

I remember

seeing her from the back.

She wore a backpack.

White calves.

Are you sure she was alone?

There was nobody else?

From Manhattan up to that place,

you saw no one else?

You see him?

Go over and call him retard.

And then what?

It's f***ing hilarious.

You gotta try it.

You guarantee me

this will be funny?

Just try.

Retard!

Hey retard!

What the f***,

I feel like an idiot.

Here he comes!

How could you do that?

Why would you fight...

I told you to meditate.

That's what I was doing.

Shoot...

Quiet down.

You don't know anything, mom.

Sure, your mom

doesn't know anything.

What would I know?

Why don't you just keep quiet?

You told me if anyone insults me,

I should kick their ass.

Sure, if they insult you...

Kick their ass.

If they hit you once...

Hit back twice.

What about your poor body?

Did you take your medicine?

Did they give you some?

But you know,

it's amazing.

What?

After I got beaten, I remembered.

The memories came back.

You remembered something?

Something important.

Then what is it?

That you tried to kill me.

When I was five, right?

You gave me a Bacchus bottle

with insecticide in it.

Do-joon!

Are you okay?

Sh*t, this is embarrassing.

What?

There are lots of people here.

How could you remember?

It's true.

You tried to get rid of me.

How could you say that?

I was so desperate...

I was going to kill both of us.

But you made me drink it first.

The insecticide drink.

Will you shut up?

You had to be first,

so that I could follow.

Let's step outside.

I was so desperate then.

You and me are one.

We've only got each other.

Hey, get over here quick!

How could a five-year-old

remember something like that?

Ma'am, please stop this.

Let me give you acupuncture.

There's a meridian point

that can loosen the knots

in your heart

and clear all horrible memories

from your mind.

Let me see your thigh.

I'm the only one

who knows this point.

Up your thigh to the partition.

Ma'am!

Jong-do,

you can see that he's sick inside.

Please let me do it.

Why,

this time you gonna kill me

with your needles?

What are you doing?

Hurry up and get him out!

Don't ever come again, mom.

I won't see you.

Can you enlarge it

and print it out clearly?

I should've

used Gramoxon back then.

If I had, we'd be frolicking

in heaven's flower garden right now,

instead of suffering.

I didn't have the heart,

so I used Lone Star.

That's a weaker brand.

So instead of dying, we spent

two days vomiting and shitting water.

After that, I fed him

all the good stuff in the world...

He was the cutest then.

Though he's still cute now.

Yeah, in this photo

he's cute as a button.

It makes you want to

have a baby, huh?

Yeah.

You will soon. You're taking

the medicine I gave you?

Sure.

This thing is amazing.

There's nothing

you can't do these days.

This is nothing, just the basics.

Just the basics...

This works great.

It's completely gone.

This is nothing, just the basics.

It came out well.

Do you like it?

I wish this would work in the mirror.

By the way,

how much would it cost

to print about

twenty cell phone pictures?

Not sure.

But why would you

want to print those anyway?

The quality won't be very good.

Well,

it's just a memento.

Sh*t.

Here's a tissue.

This happens

to you like every day.

Why don't you go see a doctor?

It's too expensive.

Right,

the one with the nosebleed

was Ah-Jung.

But why cell phone photos?

The photos...

are pretty awesome.

Ma'am,

You've got plenty of rice,

and the water works.

And you have rice liquor, I see.

Do you have a cell phone?

Why? You wanna buy me one?

Or even better,

just give me the money.

Your land line is dead,

that's why.

Who knows, ask Ah-jung.

That b*tch left home

and hasn't come back.

Wow, the poop is spinning.

Where can I get that done?

I made it myself.

Really?

I like that kind of thing too.

I want one. Like this.

That model is kind of too old.

She's really good at that.

She makes pervert phones too.

- If you pay her.

- Shut up.

Earn lots of cash, bye.

What's a pervert phone?

When cellphones take pictures,

they always make a sound.

Cheese, ding!

I just tweak it

to remove the sound.

For hidden cameras.

I'd like that

even more than the poop.

You're a master.

Where did you learn all this?

It's just a hobby

and part-time job.

Did you do this for

that poor girl Ah-jung?

You know where

her cell phone is, don't you?

Ma'am.

Do you have it?

What?

A menstrual pad.

I haven't used one in ages.

There's a store across the street.

Could you go buy me some?

I'm so sorry.

Why'd this happen all of a sudden?

It's not time yet.

Don't go anywhere, okay?

- I know you have it, b*tch.

- I don't.

Hey! If we find it on you,

you're dead meat.

F***, I'm gonna search you.

Look in her bag.

If we find it,

we're gonna rip your head off.

I know you have it b*tch.

Where did you stash it?

I really don't have it.

You were the only friend she had.

Tell me now.

We're busy guys, okay?

So answer us

before we get mean.

I don't know, a**holes!

Cute.

You know,

your face looks unbalanced.

You can use a little symmetry,

couldn't you?

Spilling blood over

a stupid cell phone.

Where's Ah-jung's phone,

you f***ing b*tch!

Tell us, you slut!

Who's this fooling around

in my workplace?

What the f*** are you doing here?

I said what are you doing, f***ers!

Answer me! Get out of here!

Hey, push me.

Stop! Stop!

If I see you back here,

you're dead!

Yeah, so where are you now?

I need your help.

Can you come over here now?

Yeah, now.

Who are these little shits?

Let go of me.

And who the f*** are you?

You in your stupid f***ing hat?

You shithead.

Why are you looking for

Ah-jung's cell phone?

Were you one of

her boyfriends, too?

Rice Cake Girl, for sure.

Rice Cake?

Don't you know that?

Give her rice and f*** her.

Have your cake,

and eat it, too.

Ah-jung, you poor thing...

I know things are hard, but still...

How could you

take rice instead of cash?

F***! If the Schoolgirl P*ssy

for Money Union finds out,

I'll get expelled!

If you take rice one more time,

you're dead.

Cut it Out, dude. F*** it all.

You're the bastard

who paid her in rice!

Get out! That was crazy JP

who stole rice

- from the sanatorium.

- F*** off, a**hole!

It's true!

Pretty Ah-jung had

turned all cold,

and you kept insisting.

Ma'am, listen to this.

It's in my blood.

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