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1001 lines
23 KiB
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You love curry, right?
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I'll give you more.
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Hey!
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Is it good?
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Hey, ugly.
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Look at her.
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- Crazy bitch.
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- I asked you a question!
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That's better!
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- Looking good!
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- That's better!
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It suits her.
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- Hey.
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- What the?
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What the hell are you doing?
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Get out of my face, bitch.
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Stop picking on Ha-jung!
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What the hell?
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Get lost, bitch!
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What?
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Stop it, Soo-na!
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I'm okay. Let it go.
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Are you stupid?
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Why do you let those losers bully you like that?
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Those what?
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Hey!
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Mind your own business and get lost.
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The hell you looking at, bitch?
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You lovers or somethin'?
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Didn't you know?
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Shut up!
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I'll get you for this!
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- Stop it, please.
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- Hey!
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Hey!
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Class rep thinks she can hide behind the teacher!
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She's really asking for it!
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Stop letting them get to you.
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Aren't you mad?
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I'm telling on them!
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No!
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I don't want them to get to you, too.
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I recently met a friend on-line.
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Oh?
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Her dad's been doing it to her for a year.
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What?
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She wanted to kill him, but couldn't.
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She felt sorry for her mom who stayed with the abusive bastard.
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So she said she stays in her room... and puts curses every single day... on the bastard and her real dad.
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Then she felt happy.
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Real happy.
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You're not... You know I can't do it.
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I don't have the guts.
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I envy Mi-jung, that's all.
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Envy her for what?
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Why?
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Hold on.
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Ta-da!
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Did you stitch this yourself?
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You're amazing!
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How long did it take?
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A week?
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Two weeks?
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It's so pretty.
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Thanks Soo-na for always being there for me.
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I'll cherish this forever.
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Yes.
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Yes.
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I just checked on it.
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The construction will be finished on time.
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Don't worry, Mr. AHN.
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It won't happen again.
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Right,
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I see.
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Thank you.
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Yes.
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I'll be in touch.
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Surprise!
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Soo-na!
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You scared me!
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Hi, Uncle Coward.
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Are you mad?
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Please don't be mad.
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Why you little...
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Did you follow me all the way here to scare me?
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No, I've been waiting here for 20 minutes.
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Yeah, right.
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No, I'm serious.
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Really?
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Yup.
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Let's go Uncle Se-jin.
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Who gave you that?
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Ha-jung.
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Yoon-mi's coming over tonight.
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Why don't you like her?
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She acts so smart and proper.
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But she really likes you, kid.
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Still, I don't like her!
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At this rate, I'm gonna die an old bachelor.
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How about my homeroom teacher?
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I think she has a crush on you.
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Forget it, kid.
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Why aren't you eating, sweetie?
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I had a snack with Ha-jung.
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Still, you should eat your dinner.
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Hold your spoon up. Here.
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And you, two.
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When will you make up your minds?
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I made arrangements for your engagement party.
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It'll be the second week of next month.
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I lost my appetite.
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Soo-na!
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You didn't finish!
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Soo-na?
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I brought your favorite green-tea cake.
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Give it to the dog.
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Why that little...
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Soo-na!
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Come back here!
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The kid has no manners!
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Let it go.
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I won't hurt ya!
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Why are you shaking?
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I... I'm sorry.
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This is all I have.
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Shit!
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Think I'm a bum?
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You crazy?
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It's really all I have.
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Forget it.
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Just do something for me.
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- Anything I can help you with?
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- Huh?
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Ah... no...
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Help me Soo-na, I need you.
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Stop bothering me!
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Hey!
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Stop!
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Where is she!
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I'll get her this time!
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- Ma'am!
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- Come here!
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I'm sorry, ma'am!
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So you're the bitch who's been stealing from me?
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Please! I won't do it again!
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You're caught red handed!
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You little bitch!
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Get up! Get up!
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You bitch!
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You bitch!
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You little thief!
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You stole from me everyday!
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How much did you steal!
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How could you!
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You little thief!
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Pay up for everything you stole!
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You thief!
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The orchestra was amazing.
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I'll take you to an even better one next week.
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I love going on dates with you Uncle Se-jin.
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I love going out with you, too, princess.
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Why didn't Yoon-mi come?
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She was busy.
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Thanks.
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Drive home safely.
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You're not coming?
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I have an appointment.
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Come home soon and don't drink!
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See you later.
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Let's go.
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Soo-na?
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Isn't this yours?
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It was on the teacher's desk.
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I looked for this all night.
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Thanks.
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Attention!
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Bow!
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- Good morning, Ms. LEE.
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- Good morning.
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Morning everyone.
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Be good, listen to your teachers, and enjoy your day.
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She hasn't talked or come out since last night.
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Don't worry.
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I'll try talking with her.
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Ha-jung?
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It's me, Soo-na.
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Open up.
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Aren't you hungry? Let's eat.
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Why aren't you taking my calls?
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I worried about you.
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Go away!
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I don't need you.
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What's wrong, Ha-jung?
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It's me, Soo-na.
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I'll kill'em all!
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She says she's just in a bad mood.
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She'll come around. Don't worry.
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You have a guest, sir.
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Really?
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Who?
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Who...
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Song-yi?
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Closing doors.
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Shave Uncle Se-jin...
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That tickles.
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Loners in seclusion
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Hikikomoris' are loners who choose to live in seclusion.
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Unable to adjust to society, they stay confined to their homes.
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As seen in similar cases, symptoms of depression, retrogression, and aggressive behavior are found.
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Cases vary from patients to patients.
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And the causes for the illness are also diverse.
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Taking unreported into account... approximately 2 million teenagers have these symptoms in Japan.
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And the numbers are growing rapidly.
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Symptoms are not readily recognized here and no proper treatments are set...
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What?
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Why'd you do it?
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Do what?
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You forced Ha-jung to do it?
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Apologize to her and bring her back to school.
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Or I'll call your father.
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Why bring him into this?
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Ha-jung better be here, tomorrow.
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Shit.
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That bitch.
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Past the tracks on the left?
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She's home?
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Grant us all another peaceful day.
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And help us love each other in you, Lord.
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Look at this place.
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I see why you suddenly showed up.
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Get an apartment with that.
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Go as far away as you can.
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Take it, you whore.
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And don't you dare come around us, again!
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How dare you treat me like this?
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Why you...
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Show up again and I'll cut you off for good!
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That'll never happen!
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What?
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You didn't meet Soo-na, did you?
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Did you meet her?
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Go ask her yourself!
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How dare you!
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You bitch!
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Now you'll ruin our dear Soo-na's life, too?
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You whore!
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What did you do?
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Who're you trying to kill!
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You whore!
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Get up.
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Get up!
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Over my grave!
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You bitch!
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Open up. Shit.
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So sorry.
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Okay?
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Listen and show up at school tomorrow!
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Got that?
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Your secretary told me everything.
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But, mother...
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Did you...
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Yes, I met her.
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I gave her some money and told her to scram.
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That whore...
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She'll never come around again.
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What?
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I did what I had to do.
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Why didn't you ask me?
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Ask you?
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- I have to ask you about Song-yi?
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- Hi, Soo-na.
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What are you doing there?
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Ha-jung... What are you doing?
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Trying to scare me?
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Stop it.
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Why'd you come?
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What?
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Cuz the teacher...
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I mean, to apologize.
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Really?
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Is that the only way?
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Shit...
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Who are you talking to?
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My new friend.
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A very sweet girl.
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What?
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Can't see?
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She's over there.
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I'll curse you...
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Forever...
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How can we hang with her after what happened?
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She's cursed.
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Yeah, look at her.
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First message.
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Soo-na, it's me.
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Are you okay?
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Let's have dinner together after school.
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Call me.
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Second message.
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Soo-na... It's me, Ha-jung.
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I'm sorry.
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I didn't mean to hassle you.
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I shouldn't have ask you to help me so much.
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I'm so scared.
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I'm so scared of being alone.
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I wish you were here, Soo-na.
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Help me, Soo-na.
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Please!
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It's me.
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Open up.
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- Uncle?
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- Soo-na?
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Yeah right.
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Soo-na...
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What are you talking about?
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Soo-na?
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Soo-na?
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You're okay, right?
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Then, get some rest.
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We'll talk tomorrow.
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How is she?
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She won't open her door.
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What if Song-yi came to
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- her and...
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- No, it's probably 'cuz of Ha-jung.
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She'll get better.
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Where are you going?
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I have an appointment.
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Now what?
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I don't know who's lying.
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I don't know anything.
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If only you were here...
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I could tell you everything...
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HlKl :
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Hello?
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I'm sorry, Ha-jung : Who's this?
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HlKl:
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A friend of Ha-jung's.
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I'm sorry, Ha-jung :
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Oh...
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HlKl:
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Ha-jung said how you were her best friend, even today.
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Please don't joke about my dead best friend.
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HlKl:
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What?
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But I was just chatting with her...
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She said she's going to see you, Soo-na.
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H.J.:
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I miss you, Soo-na.
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Can we meet?
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Moong-chi!
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Where's that damn pup?
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Why's it raining so much?
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Moong-chi!
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Moong-chi!
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Moong-chi!
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Moong-chi!
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Oh!
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When'd she get back?
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I should call and tell the boss.
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You're not alone.
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I'll take care of you.
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Keep your promise.
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Soo-na?
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It's me.
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Open the door.
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Soo-na!
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Come on, let's talk.
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Open the door, Soo-na.
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- Mother?
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Where are you? - Yeah.
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I'm upstairs.
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Joo-young is doing really well.
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Looks like he'll come around soon.
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Let's continue with the treatments.
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What's wrong, doctor?
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Joo-young!
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Joo-young!
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Joo-young!
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Please, no!
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Joo-young, please!
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Joo-young!
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Soo-na is... showing symptoms of a Hikikomori.
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Did anything happen here, besides Ha-jung's death?
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Of course... not.
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Tell me the truth.
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I'm practically family, already.
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Why would I lie to you?
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The poor girl...
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After her parents died in a car accident...
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Se-jin and I raised her...
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I know.
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- But why would she...
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- Stop it.
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Just be good to Soo-na.
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That's all you need to do.
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Let's eat.
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Oh, hi Soo-na.
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Have a seat.
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You must be hungry, dear.
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I'll bring your plate right away.
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What...
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Soo-na!
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What are you doing?
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Stop it, Soo-na!
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Stop!
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Wanna hear a funny story?
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There once was a high school girl named Song-yi.
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She fell in love with her college student tutor.
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They had a child together.
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Then when his love grew cold... he cast her away like trash.
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What's worse!
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His mother... split them apart for good!
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What are you talking about?
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It doesn't matter how they broke up.
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But...
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The girl... lived on... miserably after that.
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Unable to forget her first love, she married any man... who beat her every single day.
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Stop it!
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What are you doing?
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The child they had didn't know... and called her father her uncle...
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Soo-na...
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You should've seen it!
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You're the only one I have, now.
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Are you listening?
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Where are you?
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Where are you?
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Where are you?
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Come out.
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Soo-na?
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It's me.
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Can we talk?
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Soo-na?
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I know it's been hard for you.
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With Ha-jung and all.
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And...
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Even I... a long time ago... well... when I was your age... I suffered a lot, too...
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And...
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Hello?
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I want to get in touch with Song-yi.
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Mother won't tell me.
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Can you find out?
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Please, pal.
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Thanks a lot.
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What's her...
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relationship with Soo-na?
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What?
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Song-yi, the woman you just mentioned.
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The woman in Soo-na's story...
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It's Song-yi, isn't it?
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No.
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She came to your office.
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It's her isn't it?
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No, it's not.
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What's the secret you're not telling me?
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Why would I lie to you!
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There's no secret!
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I know you're lying to me.
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You don't trust me?
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With Soo-na like that, not you, too!
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Later.
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Yoon-mi...
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I'll tell you everything.
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Fine.
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Then... don't call me till you're ready to talk.
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And... leave Soo-na alone.
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A Hikikomori... can get worse if you provoke her.
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Stop it.
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Oh my... What's all this?
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Hey...
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Who's there?
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Help me!
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Help!
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Help!
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Help me!
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Help!
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Who are you?
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You knew everything.
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Knew what?
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I know you knew!
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You lied to me!
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I don't know anything!
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Please! Don't do this!
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You knew everything and lied to me!
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I'll curse you!
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You hypocrite!
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Help me!
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Doesn't it feel great?
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It's just the beginning.
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You don't know what suffering is.
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The heart piercing pains...
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Wait and see.
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It's going to get a lot more fun.
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Sir, what happened to the maid?
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She's been emotionally shocked.
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She'll need a few days rest.
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I dug that hole to plant a tree.
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I don't know how she fell into it.
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Did anyone come by last night?
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No, I stayed by the monitor all night.
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I didn't even see a fly.
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Mr. Kim?
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Yes?
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Make sure word doesn't get out!
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Yes, ma'am.
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I'll take care of this, mother.
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Go take the maid to the hospital.
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What?
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Okay.
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Rest in peace, Moong-chi.
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Mr. Kim!
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Get me a ladder!
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That little...
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I'll get to you...
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Be... careful...
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The spoiled brat...
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Be... careful...
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Soo-na?
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Soo-na...
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Oh, no!
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Are you okay, ma'am?
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Open up!
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Open the door, now!
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You know what you did to granny?
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Open up!
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Open up!
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Open up, now!
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Try to open this door again... and I'll slit my neck.
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With the maid...
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Moong-chi, the dog... and now your mother...
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Something doesn't feel right.
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I'm having strange nightmares.
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Mr. Kim.
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I don't know... how long I can take this.
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You know my mansion in the country?
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Yes?
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They could use an extra hand for a few months.
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Really, sir?
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Thank you very much.
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Thank you, sir.
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You don't know what it's like to be deserted by someone you love.
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Stripped naked...
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Covered in wounds...
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You don't know the pain.
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I stayed low and shed bitter, bloody tears!
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I'm sorry.
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I...
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I need you.
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Soo-na's getting worse by the day.
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Mumbling and inflicting self-injuries...
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I wish you were here, Yoon-mi.
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I need you.
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Please save, Soo-na.
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I'm sorry.
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So sorry...
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Coward!
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I'm doing everything alone now!
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That brat!
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Ow, my back.
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That little...
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Stop it!
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I said, stop!
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Stop it!
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Soo-na?
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By analyzing pictures... we can find the decisive factor that led to the illness?
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Yes, pictures can definitely give us clues.
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Right.
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Hikikomoris aren't formed by imaginary trauma.
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It's caused by great emotional or psychological shock.
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It can be treated if you get down to its roots.
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I'm sure you'll find the reason to Soo-na's condition.
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Mind if I take this?
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Sure. Hope it helps.
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Where'd I see this?
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Thanks a lot.
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I owe you big.
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What are colleagues for?
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Bye.
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Any minute now.
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You met her before.
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I don't get why you can't see her.
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I found out about Song-yi.
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Sorry, pal. She died.
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She committed suicide.
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During that big rainstorm.
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She jumped in front of a train at 2:00 a.m. With the rain and all... the engineer couldn't see her...
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Soo-na?
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It's your fault
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You killed her
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It's your fault
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- You killed her
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Hello... Who are you?
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Soo-na?
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Are you okay, Soo-na?
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Snap out of it, Soo-na!
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It's not me...
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I didn't do it...
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Soo-na!
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Open the door, Soo-na!
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What's got into you!
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I told you to leave me alone!
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Please!
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Open the door.
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Open up, please.
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Leave me alone!
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Get lost!
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Soo-na!
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Please!
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Please...
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Soo-na...
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Why do you want Song-yi's address?
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It's not 'cuz I'm jealous of a woman in his past...
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She died.
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But I saw her not too long ago.
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It seems she committed suicide.
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She jumped in front of a train.
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Soo-na.
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Listen carefully to what I'm about to tell you.
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Ah...
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Well...
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When I was in college... there was this beautiful girl
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I used to tutor. We fell in love.
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Everyone said we were crazy but... we... really loved each other.
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I didn't... abandon your mother.
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I wanted to make a living fast and make your mother happy.
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First I had to do my army duty.
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But...
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When I came out, she was... already... married to someone else.
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Till now... raising you...
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I always felt so sorry.
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I wanted to tell you the truth so many times.
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But time flew by too fast.
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If I...
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I met your mother when I was... more mature.
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I...
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I would never have left her so foolishly.
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A week. A month.
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A year.
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You can explain but there's no use!
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You lied for 17 years. You expect me to believe that?
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No!
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You don't know the nightmare of living like an abandoned dog!
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|
Soo-na... wait... It's the truth.
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Please, believe me.
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|
I survived through living hell... Ionging and yearning....
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|
Soo-na...
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The truth?
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Then prove it!
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Do something!
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What should I do?
|
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What'll it take for you to believe me?
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Jump in front of a train.
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Like mom did.
|
|
What?
|
|
But how?
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You knew?
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You don't know what pain or love is!
|
|
Soo-na...
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You can't jump, can you!
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So just leave me alone.
|
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That's all you can do for me.
|
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Please, Soo-na.
|
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Open the door.
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|
Open up!
|
|
Open the door!
|
|
Open up, please!
|
|
Open the door!
|
|
Open up, Soo-na!
|
|
Tell me what to do!
|
|
What'll it take to believe me!
|
|
Mom must still be in love with dad.
|
|
Hello?
|
|
Hi, Geun-ho.
|
|
Can you text message me her address?
|
|
Thank you.
|
|
Hi. You've reached Yoon-mi.
|
|
Please leave a message.
|
|
I lied to Soo-na and to you.
|
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I'm an idiot.
|
|
It's all my fault.
|
|
I'm sorry, Yoon-mi.
|
|
I'm so sorry.
|
|
There's... nothing left for me to lose...
|
|
I hope you meet someone good and be happy.
|
|
Soo-na...
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|
Soo-na!
|
|
245-3, Bongchun-dong
|
|
Hello?
|
|
Is anybody home?
|
|
kim Mi-jung- 245-3, Bongchun-dong
|
|
It's over!
|
|
Get away from Soo-na!
|
|
Let her go!
|
|
Yoon-mi...
|
|
Yoon-mi!
|
|
Wake up, Yoon-mi.
|
|
Please, no!
|
|
Soo-na.
|
|
Soo-na.
|
|
Soo-na!
|
|
Soo-na!
|
|
Soo-na!
|
|
No, Soo-na!
|
|
Stay right there.
|
|
You brought this on.
|
|
I was wrong.
|
|
It's all daddy's fault.
|
|
Hypocrite!
|
|
I wanted to get revenge!
|
|
No, Soo-na!
|
|
Stay right there, please!
|
|
Don't go!
|
|
What do I have to do for you to forgive me?
|
|
Forgive you?
|
|
Our souls were ripped out to shreds.
|
|
But where were you?
|
|
You were never there for us.
|
|
We shouted for you, but you ignored us like you're deaf.
|
|
We grew haggard and gaunt.
|
|
But you pretended to be blind.
|
|
If you said you loved us, we could've lived.
|
|
But you stayed quiet like a mute!
|
|
No!
|
|
Don't go any further!
|
|
I'll make you pay, forever!
|
|
No!
|
|
Dad!
|
|
No!
|
|
No!
|
|
Daddy!
|
|
Daddy!
|
|
No!
|
|
Daddy!
|
|
Daddy!
|
|
Who are you?
|
|
You brought all this on!
|
|
Say!
|
|
Who are you?
|
|
Why are you doing this!
|
|
It's all your fault.
|
|
Then you...
|
|
I'll make you pay, forever.
|
|
Who the hell!
|
|
Who are you!
|
|
You'll pay for everything!
|
|
You evil...
|
|
Dad...
|
|
You're abandoning me, again?
|
|
Mom gave birth to me.
|
|
Then... she got pregnant, again... with my little sister, Mi-jung.
|
|
Mom hid her pregnancy and got married.
|
|
Cuz she was afraid granny would take Mi-jung away, too.
|
|
My poor mom...
|
|
I resented dad for lying to me... And granny, too.
|
|
So I schemed with Mi-jung.
|
|
I wasn't really thinking.
|
|
That bastard. When he found out Mi-jung's not his daughter... he started raping her.
|
|
That's why she showed symptoms of a Hikikomori.
|
|
I think the bastard's involved in Song-yi's death, too.
|
|
Son of a bitch. I put an APB on him.
|
|
We'll nail him, soon.
|
|
1 new message A reserved mail from kim Mi-jung.
|
|
If something happens to me, I won't be able to cancel the mail.
|
|
Then you're probably reading this.
|
|
Cuz I used to change the sending date everyday.
|
|
I despised you for leaving mom and me.
|
|
Every time that bastard raped me...
|
|
I hated you even more.
|
|
I thought this was the only way to pay you back for our sufferings.
|
|
After mom died, Soo-na came and asked me to live with her.
|
|
After a week in Soo-na's house... she said to stop our plan of torturing you.
|
|
But I couldn't do it.
|
|
Poor mom.
|
|
She comes to me every night.
|
|
She's happy with what I'm doing.
|
|
But then one day, dad sat in front of the door... talking about how he met, loved, and parted with mom.
|
|
Then I realized that he was telling the truth.
|
|
I'm so jealous of Soo-na.
|
|
Dad's warm touch and gentle talk.
|
|
I can feel dad's love and warmth these days.
|
|
I can't help crying.
|
|
I'm sorry to mom but... I'm starting to feel sorry for dad.
|
|
He's suffering 'cuz of me.
|
|
It hurts to see him getting weaker by the day.
|
|
Why can't Soo-na see mom?
|
|
I think mom's starting to come around.
|
|
If mom forgives, I want to live with dad.
|
|
All of us together, forever.
|
|
How do I look?
|
|
- Pretty.
|
|
- Thank you!
|
|
How about the amusement park?
|
|
It's yummy
|
|
I never dreamed before
|
|
I'm gonna knock the door into the world of perfect free
|
|
(You ain't no lonely!
|
|
)
|
|
You're gonna say I'm lying
|
|
I'm gonna get the chance
|
|
I thought a chance is far from me
|
|
(You ain't no lonely! )
|
|
I was made to hit in America
|
|
(I was made to hit in America) I was made to hit in America
|
|
You are the sun, you are the star
|
|
(To me, forever)
|
|
You are the sun, you are the star
|
|
(To me, forever)
|
|
I was made to hit in America
|
|
I was made to hit in America (I was made to hit in America) I was made to hit in America
|
|
"C-Major Pentatonic Scale"
|
|
It's too hard for me.
|
|
Fool!
|
|
But it's better to learn the scale early.
|
|
Fool!
|
|
You stupid bird!
|
|
I'll show you!
|
|
Don't rush it, Koyuki-kun.
|
|
It's only been two months since you started playing the guitar.
|
|
But he already knows the scale...
|
|
C'mon, we need a change of pace.
|
|
Let's go swimming!
|
|
"Lucille" -Okay, here goes!
|
|
-Watch the ball!
|
|
What?
|
|
So please buy your own melon roll. It's the truth.
|
|
I was called to the faculty office.
|
|
S-see you...
|
|
Hold it, Tanaka!
|
|
Please go to the faculty office immediately. I repeat...
|
|
Listen, Tanaka-kun...
|
|
I don't think you're taking your job as umbrella monitor seriously.
|
|
Oh, no... Daily life is a series of little jobs like this.
|
|
Maybe I should put this in your student report...
|
|
I'm disappointed in you, Tanaka-kun.
|
|
You may go.
|
|
Wait, Tanaka-kun!
|
|
What is this? !
|
|
What happened? !
|
|
It's nothing.
|
|
We were kidding around and Tanabe-kun did a drop kick on me.
|
|
Tanaka-kun...
|
|
And naturally, I gave it back to him with a heel hold! So it's no big deal!
|
|
Tanaka-kun...
|
|
That was awesome!
|
|
You look glum, Koyuki!
|
|
Maho!
|
|
Yo!
|
|
Maho, you sure eat a lot.
|
|
Shut up. I'm hungry.
|
|
You'll gain weight.
|
|
You can have my fries.
|
|
Beck's first live performance has been set!
|
|
R-really?
|
|
How long is this going to continue?
|
|
I'll talk to him for you.
|
|
Okay...
|
|
Okay, I'm going on deliveries, so make up for being late and work extra hard.
|
|
And don't forget to feed Page.
|
|
Around strangers.
|
|
It's okay, I'll feed him.
|
|
-You little-!
|
|
T-this is the last of it!
|
|
Oww...
|
|
These aren't company documents!
|
|
They're Saito-san's personal treasure!
|
|
Treasure?
|
|
I mean, private collection.
|
|
Collection?
|
|
-Since the end of summer break.
|
|
-What for?
|
|
I want to repair the guitar Ryusuke-kun gave me.
|
|
I didn't know...
|
|
That's why I don't want to see Ryusuke-kun until the guitar is fixed.
|
|
I understand.
|
|
So, how much do you get paid?
|
|
Oh, umm...430 yen an hour.
|
|
Are you serious? !
|
|
That's crazy!
|
|
This new law sure is bad for the manufacturing industry.
|
|
-Saito-sama, this way please.
|
|
Thank you for calling her.
|
|
-I missed you sooo much!
|
|
Caught a cold or something?
|
|
I'm in disguise!
|
|
But how'd you guess it was me?
|
|
Okay, it's starting!
|
|
Ryusuke-kun's guitar... Are those bullet marks? !
|
|
They're real.
|
|
That guitar has a name... It's Lucille.
|
|
-Sounds like a woman's name.
|
|
It's a guitar with a past...
|
|
Ryusuke got it in some dangerous place.
|
|
It couldn't possibly have happened while he was performing? !
|
|
One, two!
|
|
Typhoon 24! 24-7!
|
|
24 hours straight!
|
|
BECK!
|
|
B-E-C-K!
|
|
We're gonna rush at you!
|
|
We're gonna send you flyin' head-first!
|
|
If you take off that stiff head you'll feel totally loose This crazy, crazy world
|
|
Pass the hot shot, keep on coming, come on!
|
|
Blow your mind
|
|
Squeeze your sweat yeah
|
|
Blow your mind
|
|
Squeeze your sweat
|
|
This...is Beck...
|
|
Koyuki-kun...
|
|
Can you go over to Hayakama Instruments?
|
|
There's still more?
|
|
-The guitar's fixed now. -Huh?
|
|
The one with the broken neck.
|
|
I sent it out for repairs.
|
|
I-is that true? !
|
|
You want to patch things up with Ryusuke, don't you?
|
|
Saito-san!
|
|
Now go, hurry!
|
|
Okay!
|
|
Koyuki-kun... Deduction for leaving early.
|
|
I think this'll do.
|
|
If you notice something while playing it, just let me know.
|
|
Now I can see Ryusuke-kun!
|
|
Hey, Tanaka...
|
|
Hey, Tanaka.
|
|
Lemme play that guitar.
|
|
What an awful sound...
|
|
suits you perfectly!
|
|
Hey, Masaru.
|
|
Forget it, Rikiya-kun.
|
|
The sound is the pits.
|
|
You laughed just now, didn't you?
|
|
-Don't act innocent!
|
|
Recently, the Sex Handles-
|
|
Damn thing!
|
|
Any complaints?
|
|
Didn't think so.
|
|
It was a piece of junk anyway.
|
|
Let's go, Masaru!
|
|
Yeah.
|
|
-How about New Burger?
|
|
Did you get it, Koyuki-kun?
|
|
Yeah...
|
|
Oh, good!
|
|
It's all fixed, then?
|
|
Actually, it's been slow here at Saito Paper Company, so getting the money to fix it was a bit hard.
|
|
But it was worth it to see you smiling again!
|
|
Saito-san...
|
|
Thank you!
|
|
Oh, you're welcome!
|
|
Mom used to say, "From that day on, Yukio was like someone possessed by the guitar, and played it every single day."
|
|
Think so? !
|
|
We won't miss your next live performance!
|
|
Give me your names and numbers!
|
|
Hey, Ray!
|
|
I've gotta talk to you!
|
|
What?
|
|
What're you mad about all of a sudden?
|
|
Ryusuke-kun, you speak English!
|
|
That's so cool!
|
|
So I'm more used to English than Japanese.
|
|
-That's so cool! -That's so cool!
|
|
We've got to go to New York, too!
|
|
-Sure.
|
|
I was looking for the ab machine I bought by mail order last night... and I finally found it!
|
|
Found what?
|
|
Look!
|
|
This is it... The L48 Eddie gave to you!
|
|
Then the one I gave to Koyuki was...
|
|
That was a fake one you got at the guitar shop in Queens!
|
|
Which means...
|
|
-Ryusuke-kun! -Ryusuke-kun!
|
|
Don't get tetanus!
|
|
Yukio!
|
|
Telephone!
|
|
Yukio!
|
|
Yukio!
|
|
I called Ryusuke too.
|
|
You're joking, right?
|
|
Oh, speak of the devil.
|
|
Sorry!
|
|
Did you really explain it to him?
|
|
I did!
|
|
Idiot!
|
|
Why am I running away?
|
|
Oh, Koyuki!
|
|
Izumi-chan!
|
|
I spoke to Ryusuke-kun on the phone yesterday and he said to say hi.
|
|
Can you say hello from me, too?
|
|
All 9th graders will report to the gym for curriculum guidance.
|
|
I repeat...
|
|
-It's almost graduation.
|
|
I'll be lonely.
|
|
See you, Koyuki!
|
|
"I've decided to stay here a bit longer, so please take care of Page!"
|
|
He's extending his stay again!
|
|
Southeast Asia must have something that lures grown men...
|
|
Fool!
|
|
I haven't played yet!
|
|
Punk rockers hold their guitars low...
|
|
Awright!
|