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(Episode 13. A Teenage Brain Versus A Psychopath Brain)
Eun Ho.
I'm not destined to be in love.
I didn't believe it from the start.
Still, I got the chance to drink with Dr. Brain.
It's not bad.
It's not, is it? It's nice, you and me together.
- It's not bad. - Right?
No, I don't need love.
I just need you, Dr. Brain.
I'm saying the food isn't bad.
What?
Oh, right. That's it.
Mister, can you give him a bit more of this?
Just a moment.
It's nice. I like it.
Hey.
Dr. Psycho.
You're a psychopath?
Do you want to kill people?
Listen. You had a lot to drink.
I'm drunk.
And since I am, I want to ask for a favor.
Can you please take a look at my kid?
My kid.
I think he's a psychopath.
What is he on about?
I have this boy,
and he flies into a rage all the time and for no good reason.
He locks himself in his room and refuses to talk.
I don't know what he does all night, but he sleeps all day.
I pay so much for his extra classes and tutors.
I, his poor dad, just so I can pay for his classes,
tiptoe around my boss and get yelled at.
He doesn't care one bit.
He has zero empathy.
Doesn't that make him a psychopath?
I don't expect or even hope for empathy.
When I see my daughter,
I wonder if an alien's pretending to be her.
Totally.
There were moments when I doubted if he really was my son,
but he looks just like his father.
Dr. Shin.
He must have a psychopathic brain, right?
No.
He does not have the psychopathic trait.
What he has is a teenage brain.
Both your body and brain mature during the teenage years.
But the brain is...
The backside of the brain matures first.
So during the teenage years, this part right here.
The frontal lobe is the immature part of the brain.
The frontal lobe controls rational thinking and judgment...
in addition to regulating behavior and emotions.
So when you're a teen, your frontal lobe is still immature,
which means you can't control your impulses...
or emotions.
So they tend to act on their instincts...
and can experience excitement or despair easily...
while being unable to grasp the overall situation clearly.
- I see. - Oh, my.
So the conflicts between you and your teenage children...
are really no one's fault.
When you don't understand why your kid is acting a certain way,
just tell yourself that your kid's brain is confused...
because the frontal lobe is maturing.
That's why teens sometimes do absurd things.
If you see it that way,
you'll have fewer problems with them. Don't you think?
Oh, he's right.
Yes, you're absolutely right.
It's so true!
I have one more question.
How can I...
communicate with my children?
When you're talking to teenagers, you should speak clearly,
repeatedly, and slowly.
I get so angry when I see them!
How can I speak clearly and slowly?
Goodness.
That's enough!
My goodness. I should grab another drink elsewhere.
That was like Dr. Brain's special lecture.
Dr. Brain, let's go.
No, I'll pass.
Come on. We barely drank because of your lecture.
I want another drink.
Do you know why that is?
It's because alcohol changed your brain.
It stimulates the release of dopamine and uplifts your mood.
It also affects the amygdala...
and helps you forget about your worries and anxiety.
But if you keep on drinking like that,
the brain develops a tolerance to alcohol...
and gets to a point where it can't function without it. Then...
- Then what? - An alcoholic.
You'll become an alcoholic.
Goodness. You just can't stop talking about the brain.
I'll be all ears, so let's go have just one more drink.
Where shall we go?
Somewhere quiet. Yes, that's right!
My place! Let's go to my place.
No, thanks. Just be honored that I hung out with you until now.
Ouch!
Darn you!
Goodness.
Oh, boy...
Hey, you could freeze to death.
Get up.
Get up.
You won't get up?
Fine, I'm leaving.
Oh, dear! My friend is ditching me.
He really is a psychopath.
He's ruthlessly ditching his friend.
- Goodness. - He should take his friend home.
He's so mean.
He's a psychopath, you know.
Come on. He hasn't actually left yet.
Let's see what he does.
The worst that could happen is me freezing to death here.
We're all going to die anyway.
Gosh.
Oh...
- Detective Geum. - Oh, boy.
Let's go. I'll take you home.
Oh, dear.
See that? He may have a psychopathic brain,
but he's not a total weirdo.
You're right. He cares about his friend.
Hey, friend. Where do you live?
Me?
Over there.
It's that way.
Let's go!
Off we go!
I should've just ditched you.
You said we were almost there. Where is it?
Over there.
What is wrong with you? Speak clearly, will you?
Over there.
That building over there. On the third floor.
Goodness.
What? You're not drunk?
I am.
But I'm not that drunk.
This is ridiculous. Do you think you can handle the consequences?
I can, but I don't think your bladder can handle it.
You said you had to pee. Use my bathroom.
Don't hold it and pee your pants on your way home.
Hey, look.
We really are almost there. Right there, the third floor.
Come in, Dr. Brain.
It's okay. Come on in.
Come in.
Oh, my.
Come on in. The bathroom is right here.
I'm here to use the bathroom.
I didn't want to come here.
Okay, all right. My goodness.
Yi Na!
Daddy is home.
My friend is here too. Come out and say hi.
Yi Na, are you asleep?
The handsome neuroscientist you like is here.
Come out and say hello.
Hey, daughter. Come out and say hello.
What's going on?
What?
Why is this...
No...
What is going on? Yi Na.
Goodness.
Just leave her alone.
She should come out and say hello to my guest.
Don't you remember my lecture?
She's a teenager.
Goodness. Okay.
My dear daughter's frontal lobe is maturing.
I should be understanding.
- All right, then. I'm off. - Wait!
Sit down for a moment.
You can't leave like this.
Go ahead and have a drink by yourself.
Then have some water.
You emptied your bladder.
It's time to fill it up again.
Oh?
What?
Where did everything go?
What?
The cups are all gone.
Thieves won't steal such things.
What?
Dad.
I'm in trouble.
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