Miss Monte-Cristo (Miss Montecristo / Miseu Montekeuliseuto / 미스 몬테크리스토)

Help me!

Take me to the hospital.

Help me!

Please.

Cut! Okay.

Oh Ha Ra is indeed a good actress. Good job.

You're the best.

Everyone, give her a big hand.

Mrs. Oh.

Hey, Mrs. Oh.

Wake up.

- Mrs. Oh, wake up. - Ha Ra.

What are you doing? Call the ambulance now.

- Mrs. Oh. - Wake up.

- Ha Ra. - Get on my back.

What? What's going on?

Se Rin,

how do you like repeating the same thing you did to Eun Jo?

In psychology, there's a term called nocebo effect.

Even if something is harmless,

your negative expectations about it can cause you to die.

For example, someone dies of hypothermia in a non-working cold storage room...

because they couldn't make rational judgments.

The juice they killed Eun Jo with...

and the situation that can remind them of the memory are combined.

Then the pain at that time will become a reality.

Yes.

Se Rin will get stressed as much as she did back then.

While Ha Ra acts out the situation,

she'll become the Eun Jo at that time.

Se Rin,

it wasn't a drug in the bottle.

It was your guilty conscience.

Oh, dear.

What the heck happened?

What happened?

She got so immersed in her role she fainted.

Mrs. Oh was amazing.

All the staff was impressed.

But...

the feelings she acted out are still lingering, so I'm worried.

Still?

How immersed was she in the role...

to be taken to the hospital?

By the way, didn't you bring Hoon?

Ha Ra was looking for Hoon.

Really?

What's going on?

What if something goes wrong with my baby?

Take me to the hospital.

Save my Byeol.

Is this the pain...

that Eun Jo felt?

Is this the terror I would feel...

if my child is gone?

Ha Ra!

Are you okay?

Mom.

Bring me Hoon.

Where's Hoon?

Hoon is not...

in my belly.

What are you talking about?

Ha Ra, put yourself together.

Now, do you get it?

How scared I was when I lost Byeol?

Can you feel it a little?

But that's just your imagination.

I actually had Byeol inside me.

It's so small but sparkling like a star.

From now on, your name is Byeol.

Byeol.

How should I break this news to your father?

Hoon is not here, Mom.

Hoon is not here.

Where's Hoon?

- Hoon! - Ha Ra.

Sun Hyuk.

Hoon!

Stay close to me.

Don't be away from me.

Hoon.

Mom, I can't breathe.

Don't leave, Hoon.

Honey, stop. You're scaring Hoon.

Your child is still alive.

My child is dead.

You startled me.

Hoon.

Dad.

- What's wrong, Ha Ra? - Dad.

Hoon.

Don't cry.

Byeol.

Ga Heun.

Are you all right?

Mom.

What would Byeol have been like?

If she had been born,

what kind of mother would I have been?

How cute she must've been.

I imagine it every day.

I wanted to feel her kicks too.

I wanted to feel what she wanted to eat.

I know.

It must've been a rough day for you.

But Ga Heun,

even though Byeol wasn't born,

you're still her mother.

At least you know Byeol was...

in this world.

Ga Heun, if I'm this upset,

Byeol would be more upset.

("Female Detective X," Oh Ha Ra Faints While Performing Enthusiastically.)

Did you see the comments online? A lot of people are cheering for you.

I know.

My excellent acting is paying me off.

They will forget about you having neglected Hoon.

They're ridiculous.

How can they forget all about it...

just because she fainted from acting?

I can hear you.

Anyway, you seem to feel better.

You were out of your mind yesterday, as if you fell into the fiery pit.

But today, that one article made you look like you're in paradise.

By the way, what do you think of when you act?

How can you be that immersed in your role?

It's just...

that I'm not myself at that moment.

I immerse myself in the role and become someone I'm not.

That's why I act.

I heard actors think of a similar situation...

when they act.

Do you do that too?

Well, sometimes.

When did you think of a bad memory when you drank that juice?

What kind of bad memory would I have?

That can't be true.

Why do you yell at me?

Seriously.

Hey, what are you going to do with the dress?

Should I give it to Se Rin?

Put that away. Put it away right now!

Okay. I will.

By the way, I did tell Se Rin...

to make a dress that wouldn't remind me of Eun Jo.

How can she make it look just like Eun Jo's?

Is that true?

Ha Ra is fine?

Yes.

She was out of her mind yesterday, but today, she's okay.

Really? They didn't find anything wrong?

Like what? They ran some tests and said she's totally fine.

What you said is strange.

You speak as if something bad was supposed to happen to Ha Ra.

No, I didn't.

I was just worried.

But when she was acting,

Ha Ra seemed to have a bad stomachache.

Did she eat anything weird or something?

I doubt she ate anything bad.

All she had was juice.

Do you think someone put something in the juice?

What are you saying?

Are you thinking someone poisoned the juice?

What are you talking about?

You are the one who brought it up.

Also, I'm sure it was all acting.

I'm glad nothing bad happened, then.

Also, why aren't you taking back the dress she wore?

I almost forgot about the dress.

What should I say about that?

But How in the world did Dongdaemun Queen make the same dress that Eun Jo wore?

Hey, are you listening?

Take this dress back.

Just throw it out.

It's horrifying, so just throw it out in the trash.

What a jerk.

She's just as mean as Ha Ra.

But why is this dress horrifying?

Why are both Se Rin and Ha Ra telling me to throw this dress away?

How could Ha Ra be fine?

This doesn't make sense.

I definitely poisoned the juice.

What is happening?

I bet she will yell at me so hard about the dress.

What should I say to her?

This is driving me insane.

Why in the world did that Dongdaemun Queen...

make me do such a thing?

Dongdaemun Queen, what was that medicine bottle all about?

Why did you make me do all that?

Were you pulling a prank on me?

What were you thinking?

You didn't think it was poison, did you?

What is she talking about?

Is she saying it was all fake?

What is she trying to do with me?

I wanted to test if you were ready to sell your soul.

I know you also tried to test me with my design.