Fagara (花椒之味)

Mr. Chan?

This is Miss Ha from Premier Leisure Tours.

I booked the hotel and hot spring hotel for you.

After your meetings,

you can go to Karuizawa on the third day.

It's about an hour's drive from Tokyo.

Will Mrs. Chan accompany you?

Or go directly to Karuizawa on her own?

I can book her a car.

I'm going with my secretary.

Then I'll need Miss Yeung's full name

and passport number.

Once the tickets are issued, I'll WhatsApp you

and Miss Yeung.

Don't let my wife know.

Tickets will be issued separately.

No email, right?

Yes.

I understand.

Bye!

Miss, I'm calling from Datong Bank.

Do you have trouble with your cash flow?

Sure! Loan me $100M.

Hello, Miss!

We're a professional beauty salon.

We'd like to offer you a $799 slimming treatment.

Are you free this week?

That's great...

I have tried many treatments,

and I still weigh 300 pounds.

This is Manling's Gift Department...

No, thanks.

Bye!

Miss?

Your father's in the hospital!

Really? Save it for grave-sweeping!

Miss, we're at Victoria Hospital!

Get over here now!

Cross the harbour. I'll pay extra.

Extra!

Cross the harbour.

Via Western Harbour Tunnel.

- Via Western Harbour. - Not crossing the harbour.

Cross the harbour.

Victoria Hospital.

Take the Western Harbour Tunnel.

How is he?

Say something! How is he?

He's gone.

Family of Ha Leung!

Over here!

And you are...

I'm his daughter.

Please confirm

his English name.

H-A L-E-U-N-G

Date of birth?

March 6.

What year?

Hold on...

March 6, 1953.

This is the Medical Certificate of the Cause of Death,

and here's the cremation form.

Please double check the particulars.

Okay, thank you.

You're the second person I've met

to use that much chili sauce.

Who's the first?

Are you Uncle Leung's daughter?

He spoke of you.

You know my Dad?

He was admitted for a few days last year.

He grumbled about the lousy food

and put chili sauce on everything.

Just like you.

He even complained it wasn't spicy enough!

Compare to his fagara hotpot,

it's way too mild.

After he left the hospital,

he invited me to his restaurant for a few times.

Speaking of which,

it's been a while since I last saw him.

How is he?

He just passed away.

What?

I'm sorry.

It's too sudden.

Are you OK?

Do I look like I'm not?

Precisely!

That's why you're not alright!

I'm fine, thanks.

Miss.

Uncle Leung left this.

Battery is dead.

You can charge it by the cash register.

Thank you.

Uncle Leung said

we needed to pay Wing Kee and other suppliers.

Even if he's not around, we must pay them on time.

I only know how to place simple orders.

He managed the books.

I'll need your help with that as well, Miss.

Stop calling me "Miss." It's not cool.

Yes, Miss.

Uncle Leung said you didn't like to be called by your name.

"Cherry: Dad! It's freezing in Chongqing! Are you OK in HK?"

"Branch: Dad, want to see me compete in Taiwan?"

"Owner away. Closed till further notice."

"Thank you for understanding."

"Family Hotpot"

Where's Daddy?

He's gone.

Gone where?

Taiwan.

Daddy...

doesn't love us anymore.

Wipe your mouth.

Quit your Mr. Nice Guy act.

Drink some water...

Go back to Taiwan.

Go back to that woman...

"Leung: Ha Leung's funeral, 6p.m. on Feb 27, 2018."

"Room 201, Hong Kong Funeral Home."

"Leung: Ha Leung's funeral, 6p.m. on Feb 27, 2018."

"Room 201, Hong Kong Funeral Home."

"A love so vast and great."

"To my beloved Father,"

"daughter Acacia, Branch, Cherry"

Pardon me...

Mr. Ha had two other daughters?

Are they coming?

Do they need mourning clothes?

This was never discussed.

Now we don't have time to prepare.

But if you really need it...

For a little extra, we can still arrange it.

I believe he'd like to see them

do their duties...

He'll know...

We'll decide when they arrive.

Just let me know.

- I'll make the arrangements. - Thank you.

Radish, I'll be in the ladies' room.

No need for that.

Please come forward.

Please stay.

Bow...

Again...

And again.

Family acknowledgement.

Yes, I'm in Hong Kong.

You always wanted him dead, right?

Now that he's dead,

why can't I see him one last time?

Please stay.

Bow...

Again...

And again.

Sorry, I'm late.

But...

What?

Your father was a Buddhist.

A Buddhist?

Yes.

Dad was a Buddhist?

Yes!

Why didn't anyone tell me?

I just found out when I got here.

You were half way through the ceremony.

I couldn't possibly say he was a Buddhist.

Don't worry.

He won't mind.

It's the thought that counts.

Have a seat. I'll step out for a bit.

OK!

What were they saying?

Something about Dad being a Buddhist.

- My condolences. - Take care.

Thank you.

I don't think Dad would mind.

You must call out to your father to accept these.

Call him as you naturally would.

Come and get them, Dad!

These are for you, Dad!

Put them away, Dad!

Come and get them, Dad!

You guys must be tired. Go shower!

I'm fine. You must be beat.

I'm OK. Go ahead.

It's OK. You go first.

OK, I'll go.

Where's the bathroom?

Yong?

I put out the dishes like you said,

including his favorite glass.

Send him a picture.

I'll send you a picture

and you can double check, OK?

OK... thank you! Bye!