The Ugly (얼굴)

It's just a misconception, really.

That blind people can't

truly grasp the idea of beauty.

No, blind folks like me,

we really think a lot about what people

see as beauty.

I've spent years searching for that beauty,

traveling across the country visiting tombstones and monuments,

touching and discovering the beauty

our ancestors left behind.

You've been through so much.

Of course, of course.

But there's something

I've been curious about.

Your hands are remarkably delicate.

- My hands? - Yes.

I expected people who engrave,

to have calloused hands, but yours are so smooth,

do you do anything to take care of them?

I take meticulous care of my hands.

These hands...

They're like my eyes,

you know?

I see and feel through them.

What about that scar?

Oh, this?

I hurt myself when I was young...

For us, learning a job can be hard.

Ordinary people like us can't even imagine

how hard that must have been...

Let's shift gears a bit.

You're a stamp engraving artisan,

but also a single dad

of your son, who now runs.

Cheongpung Engraving.

- Hm? - Yes.

I think our viewers would be curious

about that part of your life.

Why would they be curious about that?

Raising a child alone is hard enough,

let alone as someone who's visually impaired.

Everyone tries to raise their kids well,

even in hardship.

Kids pretty much grow up on their own

if you let them.

Children don't grow up on their own,

you raised him!

That's what we're curious about.

About your struggles and the thoughts you had...

It was hard.

Yes.

What's the use of dwelling on hardships?

Feel free to take your time.

The current time is 3:04 p.m.

Dong-hwan, let me take a short break.

Father, they're busy people.

I'm sorry, one moment.

- My apologies. - We should continue a bit more...

Sorry, I didn't realize how quickly time flew.

- It was so fascinating. - Sorry about that.

Let's take a short break, I'm sorry.

- Have a smoke, father. - Take five, everyone!

Here's the door.

Dong-hwan, your father is truly remarkable.

He's more than I could ever hope to deserve.

Just look at this!

Im Yeong-gyu is proof

that miracles are real.

What a headline.

What's this?

Oh, that?

It's an old photo

from when he first opened his engraving stand.

It's the only old photo we have.

You look just like him.

Well,

I thought so too, so, a long time ago,

I told him how much I look like him.

What did he say? Was he happy to hear it?

He just stood quietly, thinking.

I guess

maybe he was reflecting

on the idea of resemblance,

since he's been blind from birth.

That's true.

He's never even seen his own face,

I never thought of it like that.

Where did you put the ashtray?

Here, give it to me.

- Have you rested enough, sir? - Oh, yes, yes.

- Shall we continue? - Sure.

Let's continue the shoot!

- Camera. - Coming.

- Sorry about that. - Not at all.

Let's get a close up of his hand.

Good to go.

Let's take it slow.

Father.

- Is it tea time already? - Yes.

It's hot.

Got it.

I got it.

Is it tough doing these interviews?

They've been pestering me for days,

acting like this is some big deal.

The last news segment

only took half a day to shoot.

Just bear with it a little longer, okay?

It's great publicity for the studio,

and it isn't easy to get on TV.

I know,

if it's good for you, I guess it's fine.

But that young producer

is such a pain.

Why does she treat me like a kid?

Always bossing me around,

"Do this" or "Do that!"

All producers are like that,

don't let it bother you.

You're right.

At my age, earning a living...

I'm just grateful

to be acknowledged.

Do you know how jealous Gyu-chil is of me?

That guy's broke,

but he's constantly going on trips.

What? He hasn't come back from Southeast Asia?

No.

I'm so disappointed.

He could've taken you with him,

why'd he go alone?

What for? There's nothing for me to see.

You've been friends for decades,

traveling together would've been nice.

He's no friend of mine.

Don't say things you don't really mean.

Alright, I've got a call, one moment.

Okay.

Hello?

Is this Mr. Im Dong-hwan?

Yes, who is this?

This is Namil Police Station.

The police station?

We're calling about.

Jung Young-hee.

Who is that?

You don't know Jung Young-hee?

She's your mother.

What?

You say this is my mother?

That's what we presume.

We found an ID card with the remains.

The body was found while excavating a mountain

for a construction site,

and we found personal belongings.

Judging by the condition of the remains,

it's been about 40 years.

The state of the body makes it

difficult to determine the cause of death.

All we know is that she died 40 years ago,

and was buried in the mountain.

It's hard to say if it was an accident or not,

but given how the body was buried,

there's a chance of foul play.

Even so, the statute of limitations

has long expired.

Don't work too hard, no one's here anyway.

Is that you?

Yes.

Okay.

Anyone from the association here?

Not yet, they sent a wreath though.

- Father. - Yeah?

Wasn't it that

mother just ran away, leaving us behind?

That's what I thought too.

I came home from work,

and only you were in the room,

she wasn't there.

And... that was it.

No one came looking for her or anything like that?

Not at all.

Neither of us had any family to speak of...

She wouldn't have had any enemies, right?

Of course not.

Your mother was such a kind person.

You know...

Why would you say that?

It's nothing.

It's just

after 40 years, suddenly hearing

that she passed away,

I was just curious, don't worry about it.

Excuse me.

We have guests, father. The producer.

Please come in.

I should've prepared this.

For this to happen in the middle of filming,

I don't know what to say.

I'm really sorry about this.