Yeolhan-beonjjae Eomma (My Eleventh Mother) Page #2
- Year:
- 2007
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for yourself?
You shouldn't be cooking.
We get income maintenance
and food stamps.
I didn't like it
when they gave microwave food.
'Cause we don't
have a microwave.
But I never trade food stamps in
for snacks like other kids do.
And I often visit
a food tasting stand at the mall.
When'd your mom leave?
Huh?
When I was 4.
You remember that?
Whether I do or not,
it's none of your business.
I guess not... Damn it.
Do you know who is
Dirt broke...
So many medical issues...
All alone...
It's me.
I thought so before I met you.
But I was wrong.
The sorriest person
on earth is you.
Water...
Those who beat kids
should rot in hell.
Why?
Because...
Forget it.
You're the sorriest person,
and I'm the second.
Why?
You don't have a mom.
He shouldn't freeze to death
at the church.
He grows up and becomes...
A famous artist?
That's not it.
He grows up and becomes...
He becomes an art teacher
at a tiny school.
- I can smell alcohol
- It's a good job.
You teach them how to draw
and get paid for it.
Right?
F***!
Damn it.
Hello?
Hey there.
What are you doing
in this sh*t hole?
You're so young.
I'm not young like you, Mister.
Come on, don't mister me.
You like me?
The best way to get chummy is...
You wanna f*** me?
How many of his step moms
did you f***?
Do I look that easy?
You might be in heat,
but I'm not.
What I need the least is a man.
So leave me alone.
Give me a cigarette.
Yeah, it's me.
What is it?
Really? Okay.
I got it.
Come here, a**hole.
- F***!
- Come on!
You piece of sh*t!
I never did it before.
What the...
Disgusting son of a b*tch...
F*** you.
Get me some booze.
Forget it.
KIM Jae-su...
People like you and me...
We shouldn't have been born.
No!
No!
F*** off!
No! No!
You a**hole!
Keep it up
and you'll end up like me.
Your wife will run away,
- and you'll be raising a kid alone!
Son of a b*tch!
Keeping this book won't
bring her back.
It can't bring her back.
She's dead!
I know that!
But I don't feel
she's dead at all!
Say she's dead.
Say it!
Say it now,
son of a b*tch!
Say she's dead!
She's dead.
Louder!
Mom is dead!
You're pigheaded after your mom.
Your real mom is dead.
That slut is your mom now.
Call her Mom.
Call her Mom now.
You won't? No?
Come here.
Call her Mom now.
Go ahead.
No?
Do it.
Whoever she is...
If I say she's your mom,
she's your mom!
Mom! Say it!
No?
You called all the others Mom!
Come here.
Call this slut Mom.
Call her Mom loudly.
Now!
No? Son of a b*tch.
Stop it, a**hole!
Stop it...
That's enough...
You should go to hell.
Leave him the f*** alone!
Are you crazy, b*tch?
God damn it!
What's going on here?
What are you?
Are you his mother?
What the...
Sh*t, he's going crazy!
What the hell are you doing?
Move. Move.
Move, a**hole!
Stay out of my sight,
or you're dead!
There are some hot patches
in the bottom drawer.
Use them for yourself.
I'm fine.
Use them for yourself!
Are you okay?
Any bone broken?
That mean son of a b*tch...
He's dead
if I get my hands on him!
Got a cigarette?
A cigarette?
This is all I have.
Hold on.
Let me sterilize it for you.
It'll be as good as new.
Here you go.
Let me light it.
Why do you keep playing that?
Just to entertain my ears.
I used to
like this singer a lot.
I would cry, listening to his songs.
I hate him.
He has it all.
But he's damn good with sad songs.
Wait... You cried?
You?
Long ago.
A theme park?
It's homework.
About what I do this weekend.
I can make it up like always.
But you're supposed to put
pictures here.
I don't have to.
It's a lie anyway.
Why don't we go to one?
With black eyes?
It'll be embarrassing.
Ever heard of
Marshal Beauty Parlor?
I thought not.
Across from there, there's this huge...
Welcome to Everland!
Wow, this is an Aesop's Village.
What's that?
It's a village in a fairytale.
Oh, that Aesop... I know.
An Aesop's Village!
Free Family Photo
Wanna check it out?
You need a photo
for your homework.
You sit over here.
Sit next to your son, Ma'am.
Make yourself comfortable.
Give me some smile.
That's not quite good.
How about this?
Can you stand up for me?
There you go.
You put your arms around him.
Like this... That's good.
Pretend you're kissing your mom
on the cheek.
Come on, go head.
Turn your face to the camera.
Look here.
That's good.
And you pretend to kiss her.
Show me some love.
Good.
- How is it?
- Good.
One, two, three...
Smile!
Aren't you brushing your teeth?
I was going to.
Do it now.
It's hard to determine
at this point.
It's not clear
if it's cancer.
I need to see all of your previous
medical records.
But what concerns me more is
Rest as much as you can.
What am I, a trash man?
- Baek-jung!
- What?
You can put more in it.
It costs to buy
these trash bags.
- Mom...
- What?
I saw this coming.
She's not a step mom type.
I'll get the change later!
Excuse me?
Here.
Hi.
- Hello.
- Hello.
God!
That woman made this.
What's wrong with him?
Damn,
I could've taken her out.
It's mine!
for the talent show.
It's Saturday
- Your moms are coming, right?
- Yeah.
- How about you?
- My mom's coming, too.
That's good.
- What's up with him?
- He pisses me off.
I hate him.
I understand she has to work.
But can't she make it?
It's a yearly event.
Hello?
Hi, is this Jae-su's mom?
I'm the mother
of his classmate.
This Saturday
is the talent show.
I hope you can make it.
You know the time, right?
You got the wrong number.
Hello?
Literary exercises
Look. Who is that?
- Who is she?
- I've never seen her before.
She's Jae-su's mom.
Jae-su, your mom is here.
Jae-su?
Why'd you come back?
I'm sorry.
I was just...
Don't go, Mom!
Mom?
Mom...
Are you crying?
Yes.
I cry when I'm truly happy.
I promise
1. I won't skip meals.
2. I will draw everyday.
3. I will never smoke.
Until when will you keep them?
You'll quit smoking, right?
Forever
I know you like this.
It's quite easy to make.
I've taken a lot of your food.
I'm sorry.
You're sorry now?
What's the most important
ingredient?
- The sauce.
- Right.
If you've put
in too much pepper?
Put more sugar in.
- Right.
- But why?
If you put in too much pepper,
it's spicy and salty.
When it's too spicy,
sugar will make it mild.
- Mild?
- Yes.
Where'd you learn to cook this?
But I can cook almost everything
that you can think of.
- Try it.
- Sure.
If you saved it for later,
don't eat it cold.
Add some water
and heat it up.
It looks good.
My mouth is watering.
It's almost done.
- You're good.
- Wow!
I can't die now.
There's this child
who needs me.
All I want is just another year.
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