The Suicide Forecast Page #3
- Year:
- 2011
- 124 min
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- No problems today?
- Who is that?
Say hello.
collect money in case I die.
- Hello.
- Oh, hi.
Out of Service
Damn it...
Deliver for #1806.
#1806...
Who is it?
Ah, hello.
Is manager Oh in?
Is he in at the moment?
He used to live here,
but he moved.
Ah, I see.
Do you know where he...
How should I know that?
Do you know him well?
- Um, a little.
- Then pass on a message for me.
I can't keep the mail
for him any more.
Or perhaps contact number
for his family...
I think they live abroad,
that's all I know.
So annoying!
What's with the attitude...
Took all the efforts to
walk up 18 floors...
Whoa, so stuffy and tight...
Ah, I'm looking for manager Oh
who lives here in room #10...
Sh*t.
Manager Oh!
Manager Oh!
That had to be the place,
just around the corner...
Watch where you're going!
You got the wrong guy to hit!
- Are you okay?
- Manager Oh...
Kim Young-tak, Ahn So-yun, Choi Bok-soon.
Remember all these names?
I'm in a pickle
because of these accounts.
Go find them and tell them to
cancel their plans.
I haven't talked to them
in a long time...
Wouldn't they be doing alright?
Sir, when I signed them up,
I only did it on your word.
Why did you do that to me?
I'm sorry, we're closed.
Apply for life insurance?
As you can see,
I don't do that work anymore.
Please leave
if you aren't here for pastries.
Did you put a knife to your wrist?
You don't get the money right away
if you die right afer applying.
We'll find someone else,
if it's too much.
Wait, hold on a minute.
Fine, since you've already
made up your mind,
let's see what's harder,
living or dying.
We all keep living
because we can't die.
Dying is extremely difficult.
I thought 2 years would change them.
At the time,
that was the only way.
I couldn't let them go.
Sir, you're killing me here.
The only thing that could improve life
in 2 years is the military rank.
You should know that.
Life is harder than you think.
Enough of this.
We have to cancel
their policies first.
I could have you arrested
for insurance fraud.
But are you doing all right?
I noticed you've moved.
You know, it's always the same.
At least have some of these,
the tangerines look fine.
It's good for your age.
So tired...
Why would Kim live here,
of all the places he could live?
And how am I supposed to find him?
Wow... There really
are homelesses here...
This is a scene of life on the edge,
I better work hard while young.
Is there Mr. Kim Young-tak?
Mr. Kim!
Shut the hell up!
Hey!
Hey, buddy!
You look normal enough,
what the hell are you doing here?
What is this?
So cold...
So cold.
Buddy, if you want something to eat,
go over there.
There, go over there and line up.
No special treatment, buddy.
What the...
It hurts... My arm...
So cold...
There, that's him!
Mr. Kim!
Mr. Kim!
Mr. Kim!
So what I'm saying is...
In Mr. Kim's case,
it's more beneficial to switch to
a retirement plan.
Son of a!
I'm sorry.
- Are you listening?
- Sh*t. F***ing son of a...
Thank you.
Mr. Kim, I'll treat you nicely,
let's go eat somewhere else.
This food is excellent too,
thank you.
Mr. Kim, where are you going?
Can't we talk?
If you change it to retirement plan,
I'll send your family to Jeju Island.
Or how about Phuket?
I couldn't even go home
last night so I can meet you.
Hello.
Do you have any work?
There aren't any nowadays.
Okay. Good bye.
B*tch!
Crazy bastard...
Mr. Kim, do you want a water purifier?
There aren't any work.
Okay. Thank you.
Mr. Kim, I really
don't have time for this.
Sh*t!
Young-tak?
You can'tjust go home.
Let's get some coffee and talk, huh?
We really have to work this out.
I'm tired too, I need to go home.
B*tch!
Do people really live here?
Young-tak, then what am I
supposed to do?
This is my nephew.
Handsome fella,
he'll be someone important.
I meant, niece.
- Oh, a girl...
- Still busy at the factory?
Yeah, all nighters everyday.
Sh*t, b*tch! I'm sorry...
I love you, I love you...
Are you sleeping okay?
Yeah, there's even a bed.
Want some food? I'll cook.
You must've been startled.
He's suffering a disorder.
It's a tic disorder.
Ah, tic disorder...
Miss, the reason I'm here is...
His is called Tourette syndrome,
and it's gotten worse
afer my husband died
Ah... The disorder must have
some psychological problems. Does it?
He just blurted out profanity
lef and right.
It's not that he wants to,
he can't help himself.
B*tch!
Hope he gets better...
I was speechless
He'd blurt out stuff like'S.O. B'.
Damn... There's no easy answer.
Where the heck am I?
How is it going?
There's no law saying people should die.
You don't know what you're saying.
It's a total mess.
I might not survive this thing.
Don't even kid about that.
Jus how serious is it?
Bottom of the ninth, 2 out.
The real game starts at
bottom of the ninth with 2 outs.
Know what the problem is?
You're the last batter.
It's that bad?
Hey! Just how bad is it?
That bastard...
Byeong-wu!
Have you had dinner yet?
$1 million annual income!
Or you're a loser!
You're a loser!
Who the hell calls at this hour?
It's still dark.
- Sir, it's Sun-hee.
- Is he coming?
- Hold on.
- What, who?
Anyone home?
Mister.
Hurry, come over here!
Mrs. Choi, are you all right?
She's sick, she's boiling.
What seems to be the problem?
Hello?
Yes, that's right.
She can't go to work.
She can't come to the phone either.
Hold on.
Mister, can you talk to him?
Why should I take that call?
Hurry up!
Yes?
Buddy, is Mrs. Choi that sick?
Yeah, she doesn't look good.
If she doesn't show up today
she might get fired.
Sir, Get off here?
Yeah, hurry up!
The sh*t that I have do,
this has to be the worst...
The sun will come up
if you keep up that pace.
I'm doing my absolute best here.
Do we have to remove all these?
We have so much more to go!
I really don't have time for this...
You must have weak stomach.
These people don't know
how to recycle properly.
Byeong-wu, why haven't you
taken care of that problem yet?
Lawsuit and audit,
I have so much to take care of!
Please help me out here.
Hey, Mr. Kim.
- Come talk to me for a second.
- Ah, you're here again.
I really can't spend anymore time
on this matter.
Let's come to an agreement...
Hey!
I seriously can't understand you.
If you change it to a retirement plan
you can get unearned income regularly,
so why would you not
make that change?
What if I die before then?
Will it pay more than
life insurance?
Son of a b*tch!
Is that bastard really going for
the insurance fraud?
Hey, Mr. Kim.
Looks like I'm 2 years older than you,
can I be open with you?
Sure.
All right.
When you work as part of a society,
you meet people who are like brothers,
we can be honest and open, right?
And we become closer than real brothers.
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