Father, I'll Take Care of You (Abeonim Jega Mosilgeyo / 아버님 제가 모실게요)

I wanted to do some night fishing

so I went out to the Han River that night.

But there were no fish, and it was getting cold.

So I was on my way back.

I saw a boy crying.

I looked around, but there were no adults.

And it was very late in the evening.

- He was wearing just a light jacket. - Brother!

And although he was wearing sneakers, he wasn't wearing socks.

I thought it was weird, so I asked him.

Why are you crying? Did you lose your mom?

And that boy just kept calling out...

Brother...

He kept calling out and crying.

What?

Golden Street is still there?

That's not possible.

He went completely bankrupt. Are you sure about that?

Okay.

Take care, and congratulations on your wedding.

Welcome...

Hyun Woo.

Did something happen?

What kind of a man is your uncle?

What?

My uncle?

Why are you asking?

He seems so different from the man I used to know.

Then what kind of a man do you think he is?

Did you know my uncle well before?

No, that's not it...

Hyun Woo.

You are curious about my uncle now?

Before it was Sung Joon, now, it's my uncle.

Why are you so curious about my family?

You won't tell me?

It's another secret?

My uncle is a really good man.

He would be able to live honestly even if there were no laws.

The only thing is that he's always too good to his kids

that he gets into arguments often with Auntie.

But I've never seen anyone as great and honorable as him.

Is that enough?

Don't be mad.

I'm sorry about what happened the other night.

I'm curious about that night.

And also why you got into an argument with Sung Joon the other day.

But I won't ask.

But like I said before

when you are ready to talk, please let me know.

I'll wait.

Enjoy, it's your usual coffee, and your cucumber sandwich.

Welcome.

Americano please.

Okay, I'll prepare the hot Americano right away.

Please wait just a little.

- Hello, sir. - Yes...

- You're doing well? - Yes.

- Hello. - Hi.

Hi, Min Ji.

Where are you going?

- Tell him. - We're going to an amusement park.

How exciting.

Go have a good time. Eat something yummy.

No, you don't need to do this.

- It's okay. - Tell him thank you.

- Thank you. - Nice kid.

Bye.

- Sir. - That despicable man...

There's no way a man like that could have raised my brother.

He ruined another family for the sake of his own child.

He would never have raised the child of the one he caused to die.

You need to be rational.

We don't know for sure that Han Sung Joon is Lee Sang Woo yet.

23 years ago, he looked straight into my eyes.

I hung onto my dad who had fallen onto the street, and cried.

When I stared at him with resentment

he, too, looked at me straight in the eyes.

Still, if Han Sung Joon is Lee Sang Woo, it would be a good thing.

Han Sung Joon isn't Sang Woo.

You know well how he treated me.

If he were Sang Woo, he would have recognized me for sure.

Just as the man who took Sang Woo to the police said

he was calling out for me instead of our mother.

There is no way Sang Woo would not recognize me.

I still think it would be good if Han Sung Joon is Sang Woo.

It would be a relief if he grew up to be as well off as Han Sung Joon now.

You need to stay objective.

We've asked the cops to look into the records from back then.

Soon, everything will become clear.

I told you I'm not David Lee.

So why do you keep asking about it?

You want a piece of me?

You are right. I'm totally broke.

Completely.

Then you'll be at the construction site all day tomorrow, sir?

As long as I don't get any other calls.

What do you like about Lee Hyun Woo?

I don't think he's such a good guy.

Oh my goodness, I'm dying...

Oh my goodness. My back hurts...

Mother, are you okay?

Of course, I'm not okay. My arms are about to fall off.

There are so many people in our family.

Why do we have to go grocery shopping alone for the New Year?

What happened to all the men?

There's not a single man to carry this for us.

What are you doing, Honey?

Where have you been?

- Father, you came? - Yeah.

Why are you yelling? I came back from hiking.

You go hiking every day.

You had to go when we are grocery shopping for the New Year?

How would I have known you would be doing that?

You can't tell?

You can check the calendar to see when New Year's Day is.

Then you should think to stay home to help your wife instead of going out.

Mother, give it to me. I'll do it.

Why should I look at the calendar? It's upsetting to know I'm aging.

What a great excuse.

- I just need to carry everything in? - Father, leave it, I'll do it.

Come on, hurry and bring them in.

Don't do it alone, everyone will help out.

- You came home early from work? - Yes.

Hey, hey.

Leave that for your father-in-law to do.

Go downstairs, Hee Sook said she's going to Chang Soo's school.

Go bring her up if she's back, it will take a long time to organize this.

Okay, I'll do that.

Chang Soo

has an amazing talent.

Pardon?

He's in the top 0.001 percentile to be a great opera singer.

Pardon? What did you say?

Top 0.001 percent?

He's got an amazingly powerful voice.

You need a large body to be an opera singer.

And Chang Soo is three times the size of his peers.

Chang Soo has the best physical conditions to become an opera singer.

Hey, Hee Sook.

What are you doing here?

Your aged mother-in-law and I

worked our butts off getting all the groceries for the New Year.

So why are you sitting here idly when you are the youngest?

Hey, Hee Sook.

Hey, you want to get it coming again?

- Hye Joo. - What's with your eyes?

Did you devour a rat or something?

- What are doing? - Come here.

What's the big secret that you dragged me down here?

This is big.

What's the big deal?

Why, Chang Soo and Ji Hoon weren't really switched after all?

Hye Joo, that's what I really want, too.

Anyway, what is it?

Keep this to yourself.

Chang Soo...

Chang Soo?

Chang Soo is...

No...

Chang Soo has an amazing talent.

Talent?

Yes.

He's got talent?

What? Eating?

Come on...

What do you take your former son for?

Hey, I'm so not used to hearing something like this.

The word talent doesn't really match up with Chang Soo.

Anyway, so what's the talent?

Music.

Music?

Classical at that.

What?

Classical?

Yes, that's right.

Seriously, you spit on me.

Chang Soo and classical music?

Hye Joo.

Classical music?

You mean...

Drums?

Or castanets?

Or cymbals?

Hye Joo, that's how little you think of your former son?

No, regardless of what I think

he's got no musical talent, especially classic music.

My husband and I don't know anything about classical music.

And neither do you and your husband. That's why I'm saying this.

Chang Soo has a talent for operatic singing.

Operatic singing?

He's in the top 0.001 percentile.

What?

Who said?

Chang Soo's music teacher.

He told me to come to the school, and that's what he said to me.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

We need to consult somebody about this.

Do you know anybody who knows classical music?