It's Okay to Not Be Okay (Psycho But It's Okay / Saikojiman Gwaenchana / 사이코지만 괜찮아)

Are you sure I can trust you?

I also cut my brother's hair for him.

I'm the only one who can touch it.

The sea should be here. Hello!

He asked you to cut his hair like that, right?

No.

I came up with that hairstyle.

I don't want a mushroom haircut.

It's too late.

I have the scissors.

Stay still if you want this to go well.

It's all done.

How do I look?

You look pretty.

I no longer need to listen to my mom

now that I cut off my leash.

So you wanted to escape from

your mother?

Yes.

Now, I'm free.

Congratulations.

Don't congratulate me.

I want a compliment.

Good for you. I'm so proud of you.

Now, let's go have fun wherever. Whether it's to a mountain or a field.

Like the Cheerful Dog?

Yes, like the Cheerful Dog.

CHAPTER 8 BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

It is a flower

Even if it blooms in the field It is a flower

It is a flower

It is a flower

They're all flowers

What... What happened to your long hair?

I cut it.

-What do you think? -Long hair suits you better.

What do you mean? She looks better with short hair.

No.

She looked 100 to 1,000 times better when her long, black hair

used to come down all the way to her waist.

Why did she cut it?

-Why did you do that? Why? -Sang-tae.

Let me cut your hair today as well. It's really long.

You gave me a haircut on Wednesday.

I only gave you a trim.

Let's cut off a bit more today. Now, eat up.

Okay. You looked better with long hair.

Why did you do that? You shouldn't have cut it off.

Why did you get such an ugly haircut?

Why did you just kick me?

-Me? -Yes, that's right. You.

You just kicked me three times.

These darn quail eggs.

Here.

I want a rolled omelet.

Here.

-Here. -You should do it yourself.

You're not a baby.

Your brother is so slow-witted.

You mean he's too honest.

Are you taking your brother's side?

Of course. We're brothers.

Hey.

Come home as soon as you finish work.

Come and spend time with me.

From now on, you're in charge of cutting my hair.

Okay?

Why not just go to a hair salon?

I'm just like your brother.

I don't like it when other people touch me.

But you're an exception. Only you can touch me.

Do I really look pretty?

Yes.

You look pretty.

I agree.

I also think I'm really pretty.

What was that laugh for?

Don't fight with Sang-tae. Make sure you get along.

I'll see you.

Come home quickly. If you're late, I'll kill you.

-Hello. -Hello.

KO MUN-YEONG'S FAIRY TALE CLASS PUT ON PAUSE TEMPORARILY

Gosh, you scared me.

Do I look that bad?

I look like a zombie.

Did something happen at night?

Do you have a concealer?

-What's that? -Maybe a cushion?

-The cushions are in the lounge. -No, a cushion compact.

Forget it.

Did something happen with a patient? Who was it?

Mr. Ko Dae-hwan.

Why? What happened?

He had a seizure last night again. It was a complete nightmare.

He came out to the hallway with his eyes rolling upwards.

Then he started foaming at the mouth and had spasms.

I didn't get to sleep a wink.

Gosh, why does this happen every time I'm on night duty?

Why?

My goodness.

Do you think he'll be okay?

I'm worried he might have another brain tumor.

He kept talking gibberish all night.

Don't worry too much.

I bet you didn't get any sleep last night.

I was actually thinking about skipping meditation class

and get some good sleep instead.

You should do that. Here.

Get some sleep.

Mr. Moon.

Mr. Ko drooled too much saliva.

Can you help him get changed?

Sure.

That woman...

sang

a song.

What song?

"Oh My Darling, Clementine."

I'm sure

she's dead.

But that woman

is here.

Who are you

talking about?

She's dead.

But she's here.

WHAT IS THE TRUTH BEHIND WRITER KO MUN-YEONG'S DISAPPEARANCE?

KO MUN-YEONG IS LOOKING AFTER HER SICK FATHER

IS SHE PLANNING TO RETIRE?

She's pretending to be a kind daughter.

I bet she doesn't even care.

She needs to become a better person first.

A fairy tale writer who cusses doesn't deserve to write.

I really regret having read her books.

I want to gather these insects and spray pesticide on them.

Darn it.

I used to have tons of fans. Where in the world are they?

Actually, my fan is right here.

Don't forget to ventilate the room after you spray pesticide.

But if you want to kill insects properly, electric fly swatters are the best.

Sang-tae, why do you like my fairy tales?

Because you wrote them.

So you like me, not my fairy tales.

-Why do you like me? -Because you're pretty.

What do you like about me?

Your hair. Your long hair.

Your long, black hair that came all the way to your waist.

It was so pretty. Gosh.

-You cut it off. You shouldn't have. -End of meeting.

We never started a meeting.

How can you end a meeting when we never even started one?

You give me a headache.

-Let's have a meeting later. -"Later?"

Later... Later.

You mean sometime before you die?

No, I need to get a camping car.

I need to receive a camping car.

Do you have what I asked you to look into?

I know you told me this is all part of work,

but I felt so uneasy about doing a background search.

Why?

You're good at doing that.

If you hadn't done a background search on that caregiver for Mun-yeong--

Her name is Nam Ju-ri. She's currently single.

She met Moon Gang-tae when they worked together

at the same hospital a year ago.

They haven't known each other long.

Her father died due to an illness when she was little.

Oh, dear.

And her mother used to cook for construction workers.

My goodness, she had a tough life.

Right now, she's working as a cook at OK Psychiatric Hospital.

And the daughter and mother are living together

at a two-story house with a mortgage to pay off.

The Moon brothers live in the rooftop house.

And their friend who runs a pizza place lives in the basement.

And apparently, the owner of the house gives them meals for free.

They're practically lodgers.

Mr. Lee.

Do you like that nurse?

Hey, why are you so quick-witted when it comes to stuff like this?

Why can't you be like this with work?

Hey.

Be honest with me.

About what?

Between me and that caregiver...

Who do you think is better?

For a romantic relationship?

I'm taller and bigger than him.

And think about my social position and maturity.

Aren't I much better than him?

But you lack the most important trait.

What's that?

This. Your face.

My gosh. You little!

How do I look?

You look pretty.

I must be crazy.

Hey, can I talk to Ms. Park Ok-ran?

Yes, right now.