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Be careful!
Hey, mister.
Mister...
Mister, move over a bit.
Cut it out.
This seat isn't just for you. Move over a little.
Cut it out.
-Have a seat, please -It's okay.
Excuse me!
Sit down.
Excuse me.
Damn, I said stop it!
I'm waiting for red bean cakes...
If you follow this alley to the end,
there's a place that sells hamburgers.
The food here doesn't agree with you?
Here it is.
Sung-ho, today I...
Don't worry. It's not a difficult club.
-I don't know history well. -So you should learn.
Hello, sir.
Did you find the book I requested?
Sure, I've guarded it well for you.
Really?
I think the book you want is
way back there.
Wow, things have really deteriorated since I left.
Gesturing at me with your chin?
Where's the club president?
The new president's policy is, you get your own book. Sir.
If that's your policy, then, I shall follow it.
You're back!
Who's this?
I'll introduce you.
A freshman, SUH In-ha... A gift to the club on my return.
The No. 2 in this book club,
med student Choi Jung-ran.
More a sacrificial offering than a gift, perhaps.
But you'll have no regrets or retreats once you're in.
-Good luck -Yes, sir
We'll need everything on Chosun folk painting,
so let's look for books first.
Yes.
Okay! Let's go.
However Confucian the society was... Iook!
This is all voyeuristic eroticism.
These were drawn because there was an audience for them.
The nobility bans the Songs of Physical Love,
while they order and print these among themselves.
The Chosun Era is nothing.
In the history of Koryo, ...was it the 1 6th king?
He was negligent of his rule due to a homosexual affair.
-Really? -ln where?
You mean our country's gay history goes that far back?
Then if the king was gay,
the queen was a man?
-Why? -Hey, move, move!
When you people come, even I get a bit distracted.
-Am I really a book seller? -Yes.
You get prettier each time I see you.
-What's up? -Thank you.
Wait, if they're gay,
then it must be the Songs of Gay Love.
Put this in your mouth.
Eat a shrimp chip.
Sung-ho, what are the Songs of Love... What was it?
Please understand him.
He went to high school in the U.S., not here.
Oh, America...
He seems to speak Korean well.
How long were you there?
Hey, I like guys who speak English.
You didn't take entrance exams, did you?
Wait, everyone.
I'll introduce him properly over drinks later.
How about sorting though
-the books we found today? -Yes.
Yes!
You grew up in America,
so you had no chance to learn about our history or culture.
-ls that it? -What?
Hui-jae!
Wherever you're brought up, isn't it a good idea
to learn about your roots?
I'm sorry.
No need to apologize, but if that's your attitude, go--
Hui-jae... No, President.
Wait a sec.
We know your style, but you may have startled him.
You think so?
Excuse me.
Sorry to inconvenience you.
I'll study first, and then come back.
Forgive me.
Forgive me.
Forgive me.
Are you okay?
Forgive me. Goodbye.
He's going to destroy my book shop.
Attention, please.
I'm going to say something very moving.
What's that?
-ln this beautiful season... -Yes.
buy books with hard cash!
She always spoke her mind with great certainty.
Though I felt like I'd had both cheeks slapped,
it was good incentive for me.
Oh, anatomy class is such a headache for me.
You always do well anyways.
What a great day!
Why?
-Hui-jae -Huh?
Wait a sec.
Hey.
You're working hard.
Jung-ran!
Was your head spinning there at the book club?
It was fine.
President said it's okay to come next week.
Then, see you around.
What?
Oh, but one thing...
This isn't next week's text.
We're not doing the Chosun Era?
The President is the one who chooses texts.
Don't hate me.
Excuse me!
Thank you. Thank you.
In-ha! Put those here,
and can you get Hye-mi's books?
Sure.
Wow, sir, you could change your profession.
I'm sorry, ma'am!
Good work, SUH In-ha!
Shoot, shoot, shoot!
In-ha! Pass!
-Hui-jae -Pass!
She's not on our team! You idiot!
-One to six! -Six to four!
-Four to three! -Three to two!
-Two to six! -Six to two!
Try again...
It's no use. You all go ahead.
When In-ha comes, I'll take him.
The new guy's slacking off, huh?
Sung-ho, I'll wait with you.
No, you go and guide the group.
Jung-ran, go and get dinner ready.
Why, are you planning to give In-ha a beating?
No, Sung-ho.
- Okay, let's go. - The ship's leaving. Go.
Don't worry. He can take it.
Hui-jae!
Oh, I'm sorry. Did everyone--
-Ahh! -You know what time it is?
But I left early...
So?
Everyone said to come to the wharf.
So what?
I didn't know "wharf" and "harbor"
were the same.
I'm sorry.
Let's go.
Hui-jae!
You look so comfortable there!
This is great!
There's so much water in this country.
When I took the bus from the airport,
it was impressive seeing the Han River
next to the highway.
Is it inconvenient for you, having so many of us here?
Not at all! Having you here brings the place to life.
Sorry for the trouble!
Oh, it's no problem.
So, should we read "The Fox and the Crane?"
Yes!
Open to page 20. Who wants to read?
-Me! -Me!
Will you do it, Min-jung?
Yes.
A few days later, the crane invited
the fox home.
The fox went happily to the crane's home.
But the food was served in
bowls with tall necks.
I made this specially for you.
-Hey, ***-hyun. -***!
Keep reading...
Hey, KANG ***-hyun!
Stop!
***-hyun!
Hui-jae!
Are you okay? What's wrong?
Catch ***-hyun for me.
Hey, ***-hyun!
Let me go!
Let me go! ***!
Let me go! ***!
-***! -***-hyun!
***!
It's a spank for every swear word. You have two now.
If you want to swear, make noise and run away,
then you should quit camp.
But I'd rather that you stayed at camp.
At camp you can read books and even win prizes.
Huh, prizes?
Speak politely!
If you read the whole book,
I'll give you a special gift.
You'll give me whatever I want?
Sure.
Do you promise?
I promise.
Be sure to stir it well, so it doesn't stick together.
Okay.
Save some for us.
That rice wine is great!
Work hard, In-ha.
I'm envious, seeing your life here.
Move here after you get married.
Rice wine.
Thank you.
Enjoy it!
Hui-jae, you want a cup?
You go ahead.
This is beautiful!
You could make a great picture book with this.
Sure. It's a bit expensive, though.
Because it takes a lot of work.
Honey, we're almost out of lime and glue.
When you go out this weekend...
Sure, I was planning to go out with Sung-ho.
That new member is a good worker.
Oh, I heard there was a fuss with ***-hyun this morning?
He caught me by surprise...
Is he always like that?
Ever since his mother ran off.
She said she'd be back in two days...
But I think someone told him that
she ran away.
Kid's behavior is determined by parents.
His mother lying like that, well...
He doesn't believe anything
that adults tell him.
Hui-jae looks much stronger than she did as a freshman.
Leading the children, presiding over the club...
Words like enthusiasm, sincerity and responsibility
all fit her perfectly.
You sound like a man bragging about his wife.
KANG ***-hyun! Come up.
Good for you!
Nice job.
- KlM Tae-hyun! - Yes!
Come on up.
- Nice work, Tae-hyun. - Thank you.
Teacher, you'll keep your promise?
Sure, what is it?
Swim up to there and back.
You see the red flag? To there.
What?
***-hyun, why are you so bad?
You know that she can't swim.
That's right, your teacher's afraid of the water.
She fell in as a child.
***-hyun
do you want to play soccer with me instead?
Yeah!
I'll go.
I promised.
Hui-jae...
In-ha, stop her.
She fell in the water during 1st year
and nearly drowned.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes, Hui-jae!
Look at me, not the water.
It's okay up to here. It's not deep.
Slowly... I'm here, so don't worry.
Good.
-Out of the way! -Just a sec.
***-hyun, is that okay?
A bad compromise makes it worse.
Hui-jae...
Is that okay?
Answer him, quick!
Is it okay?
He said it's--
-She hasn't woken up yet? -No.
But doesn't she need to go to the hospital?
It's just a combination of
Iack of sleep and stress.
She didn't faint, she's just sleeping.
Hey, why don't you eat something? You missed lunch.
I'm okay.
In-ha...
Do you like Hui-jae?
If she wakes up she should eat something, so tell me.
Do you feel okay?
Before... was that you?
Did everything go well?
Yes.
Lie down.
I'm okay.
Have some water.
Stop, it's embarrassing having a younger man care for me.
If a younger man said he loved you...
Would you laugh at that too?
You really are laughing.
What's up with you?
Hey, SUH In-ha!
I'll forgive you only because you saved my life today.
I understand, it can happen.
As a freshman, you can be attracted to
older women.
It may sound trite,
but you'll thank me later for refusing you.
So you're refusing me now?
Hey, SUH In-ha.
Why are you so serious?
Let's stop this.
We'll feel awkward later.
I'm tired. I want to be alone.
Your attitude now seems more awkward.
I can't feel moved by the confession of
a 20-year old.
People always say love is this
or love is that,
but this is what I think.
Love should include the will
to take responsibility.
Being overwhelmed with passion like a sudden fever...
that's not to my taste.
Your hair has the scent of chrysanthemums.
What?
I first saw you in the subway.
You spoke your mind freely, even if you felt shaky.
I was standing behind you.
And when I picked up the coin in front of the coffee machine,
the wind blew,
and I smelled chrysanthemums from your waving hair.
I'd never smelled such a thing before...
At the time, I thought it a passing fancy.
So I didn't speak,
couldn't speak of it until now.
I'm sorry.
Let's go.
I've a favor to ask.
I don't want to lose a--
I've got a strong punch.
When you feel better, then come out.
She punched my stomach,
but it was my heart that felt pain.
My chest ached from a thin
but deep wound.
When the physical pain healed,
I thought maybe I could forget her.
Hello? Hello?
Mister, has the last train left?
What? Soon, the first train is going to arrive.
-Hello! -Hi.
Hi.
What's this?
A gift from the male members of the club.
So no flowers.
Oh, who's this?
In-ha?
Happy graduation.
Who is it?
The student that Hui-jae and I told you about last time.
Who grew up in America...
Oh, right.
I wanted to see you
after hearing their stories.
Happy graduation.
You're so congratulatory.
You already said that before.
My 20-year old passion
didn't vanish with the next year.
Rather, it gained the weight of time.
Yes, sir! Yes, sir!
-It's beautiful scenery. -Uh...
Mom, it's great, huh?
Mother, Father...
It was good of us to leave today, right?
In-ha!
The hardest thing for me to endure...
Because of me,
she's had to suffer so much hardship.
That's the most difficult.
She was mine.
But I let her go.
And if I come now to try to win her back,
I could hurt her even more.
In-ha...
If...
If another chance comes to me,
I'll never...
But I'll wait for her to accept me.
Many days passed since I said those words.
Each morning
I'd pray, by some miracle,
to meet her again.
Like a bookmark
placed in a book she set aside,
...a person to remember for her
where to start reading again,
I pass another day.
This letter was sent by Mr. Bookmark,
who sends a postcard every Thursday.
Many listeners now wait
for his messages on Thursdays,
myself included.
Waiting for his love to re-commence,
with expectant hope, I play his request for you now.
This is JUNG Eun-ah.
Push a little more.
Like a person trying to avoid the light,
or as if bright colors no longer existed for her,
the works she produces for this world
are like a darkness crushed by sorrow.
Whenever I see her colors,
my heart still sinks.
I thought that time would heal her wounds,
but I worry now that they only become deeper,
and I feel more troubled.
It's me.
Come on in.
Have you had dinner?
Dinner? You know what time it is?
Isn't it around 8:00?
You want some coffee?
How about a drink?
Did anything happen?
Me?
What about you?
I'm so-so.
You shouldn't be just so-so anymore.
You should let them go. Your parents and Sung-ho...
What? I'm okay now.
Hui-jae, you're not okay.
Your wounds haven't healed, they still hurt.
You just accept it and live with the pain.
Your sensitivity doesn't suit a doctor.
We ought to switch professions.
Hui-jae!
I don't know if I have unhealed wounds or not.
If I do, it's not a disaster.
I'm living fine as it is.
You call this living?
I haven't died.
This is the program produced by In-ha.
It's Thursday, so shall we hear from our tragic love?
A letter from Mr. Bookmark.
Is In-ha doing well?
I'm hungry...
Hui-jae, what are you doing?
You want something?
No, hurry back.
Her favorite drink was half a glass of cold beer,
or a glass of cola, lemon,
and ice mixed with gin.
Whenever she drank, she'd say she was hungry.
She'd say a banana was better than
eating bread or rice.
Perhaps because the banana was more filling...
she said, unlike a fruit, it would stick to her throat.
I'm going crazy.
If Hui-jae eats fresh yogurt often,
it sustains her, and makes her feel secure.
You know the convenience store by her home?
She buys it there.
On Wednesday, she stops at the bookstore for design--
Jung-ran.
You said it. You want her consent through fate.
I'm telling you how to do it.
It won't happen just because you two live in Seoul.
First, run into her as if by chance.
Then if fate doesn't bring you her consent, it won't work.
Even if you spend the same time together,
a person you're not destined for won't be the same.
What are you scared of?
How long will you send letters she doesn't hear into the air?
Young people wasting their time this way is a crime.
Someday she'll hear it.
No, she won't.
She knows it's your program, so she surely won't listen.
Why not?
She's decided not to let anything enter her life.
Hello?
Oh, yes. No, I wasn't sleeping.
I was just finishing up.
Yes. Tomorrow? Okay.
But sir, we don't usually work this way.
Sure, I know you're busy.
I need it fast without any loss of quality,
so who else can do it besides you?
If it's popular, you can make books with handmade paper.
Really?
You said it would be hard because of the price.
This is very popular these days.
If all goes smoothly, it will be a bestseller!
You'll get a bonus and herbal medicine if you do well.
This series will be broadcast today, so be sure to listen.
Okay.
Goodbye.
My trust is in you!
Taewon Publishers here.
Yes, I gave it to MlN Hui-jae as you requested.
Today Mr. Bookmark
sent a letter about his first kiss.
He asked us to read it
at the start of the program.
For most people, a first kiss comes with the start of love.
But for me,
my first kiss was a farewell instead.
In a dreamlike bliss,
I watched over her sleeping and then she woke up.
I confessed my love for her.
I told her it was love,
but she said it was foolish passion.
I told her it was forever, but she said it was momentary.
Now seven years have passed.
I want to say this to her.
Even still, she is my only love.
Now I want to call her my wife
and be called her husband.
Oh my god!
Isn't this from the woman on Producer Suh's program?
-Right? -What?
-ls it a prank? -It's real! Look.
Wait.
I feel thankful that
someone has kept love in his heart.
But I refused him long ago,
and have been living without his memory.
I feel so sorry, my heart is sore.
However, now I want him to let me go.
Please give him this message.
-Hello. -Yes, come in.
Do you have any yogurt?
Oh, we're all sold out today.
Thank you, come again.
Oh, hello!
I will give you everything
you need.
-Please go. -Hui-jae!
I have nothing to say to you. I'm sorry.
I didn't wait this long to hear that answer.
Now you can forgive yourself.
You can. It's okay.
Are you listening?
Stealing glances at you
in the boat on the way to the camp,
do you know how happy I was?
But now, I want to look you straight in the eye.
not from steal a glance at side
I barely survived after three operations.