Twinkling Watermelon (반짝이는 워터멜론)

[Production Sponsors: Ministry of Culture, Sports, and Tourism, & Korea Creative Content Agency]

[This is a work of fiction. Characters, places, agencies, incidents, organizations, and jobs have no connections to real life. Child actors were safely filmed with a guardian present.]

All right.

Hey, kick him.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

We would've just let you go if you kindly gave us the money.

This is the issue with the Korean high schoolers.

It is a serious issue.

What's the issue?

These bastards think we're actually nice if we're nice to them.

What uncreative bastards.

Update your lines if you can't reform.

It's been years. Aren't you sick of them?

Hey.

What are you doing here? Gosh.

Go. Don't get picked on again.

Thank you. Thank you.

What are you doing, Kang Hyeon Yul?

Being a bully is a tough job, too, right?

You have to find out their pager numbers, lie to make them come out,

and you have to mug them while saying lame lines.

Thanks to you, a job might be created in the future.

The name of the job would be...

How's voice phishing?

You son of a bitch.

Hey, hey, hey.

What are you doing? Kick him!

Geez!

- No, no, no. - Bastard!

Get over there.

Geez.

Did you mess with our frontman?

Who the hell is that!

The one who was putting this up.

You cracked open his head and made him bleed.

Why do you care?

Why wouldn't I care?

We can't perform at the festival if our frontman gets injured and

I'd lose all of my future female fans.

Wow, you're quite an entertainer now.

I'm warning you.

Don't mess with our kids again.

Hey, Do Jin will be on parole soon.

Be careful at night.

You might get stabbed in the back.

Go tell Do Jin.

That we live in different worlds now.

Tell him we should live clean where we belong.

Hey, who's that bastard?

Jeong Do Jin's right-hand man.

He was No. 2 of Jindo Dog Gang

and he stabbed Do Jin in the back and left on the day of some incident.

But now he's tearing up the bass with the once bloodied hands.

Listen up.

There are three reasons why people betray.

Either they found a better option,

they had no choice because their lives were threatened,

or...

they grew to like something enough to risk their lives.

Didn't Hyeon Yul come with you?

Gosh, he's always so disloyal.

What are you doing? Didn't you hear them say you're disloyal?

What happened to his face?

I had a fight with a Jindo dog while putting up flyers.

In any case, there's one thing that's for certain.

It was a good fight.

In the end,

that ends up being their weakness.

- Thank you, Father. - Yes, see you later.

Let's rest a bit.

Guys!

We got T-shirts for Watermelon!

Hey, it's so pretty. It's so pretty!

- Hey, look, look. - Why are you pulling your pants down?

So pretty, so pretty. Hey...

Are you putting them on or taking them off?

If you were taking them off, stop. If you were putting them on, finish it.

There's no time.

Okay, okay. Let's get dolled up and start the poster photoshoot.

Watermelon! Sugar!

Come here, come here.

One, two, three.

Sugar!

Left foot. Right foot.

Hey, come quick.

The right foot! The right foot!

The right foot.

Just one moment. Let's draw some lines on the watermelons.*

Here we go.

One, two, three. Jump.

Hey!

Aren't they Fake First Love Memory-Makers?

Huh? You're right. They're the fakers.

I thought they got disbanded since we took their room.

Who's that?

Who said we disbanded?

We resurrected as Watermelon Sugar.

Is Choi Se Kyeong coming to the festival, then?

We made bets. What are the odds you'd succeed?

Hey, hey, tell me right now.

- I bet 10,000 won. - I bet 20,000 won.

Go all-in.

You'll hit the jackpot soon.

Really?

- That's mine. - Really?

Will you really go to Baegwang High's festival?

I'm not sure. What should I do?

Who will you choose? Ha Yi Chan? Ha Eun Gyeol?

I don't know. Who should I choose?

Don't be like that and tell us.

Who will you choose? Huh?

Can't you just choose Ha Yi Chan?

Let's keep Ha Eun Gyeol as a public option.

Public option?

Yes. Each household needs Eun Gyeol.

You shouldn't keep him to yourself.

Try to be humanitarian. Please.

What are you doing here?

"Eun Gyeol, you must be tired from cleaning the pool every day.

Eat this and cheer up."

You might cheer up too much and turn this into a water park.

Shouldn't you be in class right now?

Yes. I'm playing hooky.

You're pretty athletic.

You saw me.

I've been going to the gym since I was a kid, thanks to my brother.

When I was learning taekwondo, I was offered to join the national team, too.

What? Is there something on my face?

Looks like you smile too easily.

I do?

Puppies wag their tails whenever they see people.

And Ha Eun Gyeol smiles whenever he sees a woman.

It must be hard to smile at everyone.

Should I just cut your mouth open for you?

I think you just threatened me.

No, right? I'm mistaken, right?

Be good.

The festival is two days away.

Let's maintain suspense for the people who made bets.

Suspense?

What suspense?

Hey, you want to be chosen. There's no suspense if you don't show any effort.

Geez. This isn't fun, moving, or impactful. Geez!

What? What's wrong? Are you okay?

What's wrong? What's going on?

- Water. Give me water. - Okay.

What's wrong? Are you okay? Is something stuck in your throat?

Wow. Wow. I almost died.

I'm not good at eating spicy food.

He can't eat spicy food?

- Do you think this is spicy? - You don't think it is?

This isn't spicy. A newborn could eat it.

How could a newborn eat this?

You coward. Dummy. You're an idiot who can't even handle spice!

Wait...

Could someone tell me what I did wrong?

Gosh, I'm crazy. Why am I disappointed?

Am I IU? Is Ha Eun Gyeol my ahjussi?*

Get it together. He's an old man who's the same age as Mom.

I'm looking for Mom's first love. Not mine.

What am I doing right now...

Couldn't you just eat it, Ha Eun Gyeol?

Hey, hey, hey! Hey.

Gather around for a moment.

The Festival Committee just decided on the order of rehearsal.

Really? When do we go? When?

Tomorrow at 3 p.m. at the gym.

Okay! Nice! Nice!

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.

Remember. This is our only rehearsal. You can never be late.

Of course, you can't skip it, either. Okay?

- Okay, okay! - And what else?

We'll check lighting, sound, movement, order, and everything. Just so you know.

Okay, okay! We can do it. We can do it. Okay.

My dad will move the instruments and bags with his truck tomorrow.

Check until the last minute to make sure you didn't forget the outfit and the supplies.

- Okay, okay. - And most importantly,

remember we updated the set list, okay-

Gosh, stop nagging us. Seriously.

This is taking too long. Just do one verse.

Really? I'll eat the meat alone, then.

- Meat? - Meat?

Our No. 1 fan is treating us, but I'll go by myself.

Hey!

Who's our No. 1 fan?

To hope for Watermelon Sugar's successful debut,

should we lubricate our throats a bit?

Let's lubricate our throats now. Meat. Meat. Meat.

Hey, I like the oil dipping sauce.

- Hey. - What do you think?