Ang unang 190 linya.
Look at the sight of you.
What did the chief say?
I'll be going. Do better tomorrow.
A little while ago, because of you, my heart here...
When you were doing the weather, because of you, my heart raced because I was worried there might be a broadcast disaster.
I was worried that you were going to make a mistake, so my heart shriveled up. At that moment.
Why do you look like that?
Who told you to down so much alcohol before a broadcast?
Why do you make my heart so anxious?
Why do you make me nervous? Me?
I really don't have any interest in your chest now.
President Go!
Hello.
How does it look? Does it suit me well?
You brought it over for me in person. Thank you.
Do you like your outfit? The president is a fan of yours, Announcer Geum Soo Jeong.
Even if he's busy, when you do the news, with the heart of a fan,
he never misses a broadcast.
Fan, my ass!
Well, since you have to go do your news, I'll be going now.
Since you're here, come and watch me do the news before you go.
You've never been in the newsroom, right?
No, well I actually...
That's why he came. The clothes were an excuse.
This is the first time you're seeing each other after your arranged date, isn't it?
If I had been wearing that outfit today, I wouldn't have gotten fired.
Did you fire Pyo Na Ri?
- Yes. - Why?
- Why? - Yes, why?
- Hello. Give me two bottles of cold beer please. - Yes.
Have you changed in the three years I've been away?
Every single day, out of the top 30 peaks of viewership of a news broadcast,
whichever announcer had the most viewership, as if the person was your own child,
you showered them with compliments in person and did a lap around the office while carrying them on your back
while resolutely showing us that you're a ratings chauvinist.
So does it make sense that instead of giving her an award, you fired her?
Do you want me to give you a piggy back ride again? What are you talking about right now?
What is this?
[Ratings Per Minute (Capital Area) (19:00 to 20:00)]
What the...
The weather isn't part of a news broadcast.
If it's not, then why does it air during the news hour?
You're talking about piggy back rides being given when they're junior news reporters. She's not even a reporter.
It's not like she reads what someone else wrote for her like a parrot.
For the weather which changes every minute of the day,
she gathers information just like any other reporter and writes the report herself!
She even makes a request herself to cover the weather and is personally responsible for the viewership of the weather broadcast!
So if a weather forecaster is not an expert weather reporter, what, what, if not, then is she an announcer?!
Why is it considered a position in the news department then?!
What use is a fan when I've been fired?
Can I sit here?
Wait! That seat's not for you.
It's empty, so let me sit.
There are a lot of empty seats. That seat's empty, there, there, and that's empty too.
Excuse me. How many weather forecasters are you a fan of?
Which of the announcers do you like? Or are you a fan of all the women on TV?
- Can't I be? - Of course, you can't!
Isn't it not allowed?
Is it allowed?
Maybe it's okay.
I don't think there's anything I've done wrong towards you today,
so why are you arguing with me about what I can or can't do?
That's right.
That is... Could your store sponsor me with your clothes?
If you don't want to, never mind.
I'm a businessman, so unless someone's either my friend or girlfriend, I can't take a loss.
If I sponsor you, what will you do for me?
If not a friend or a girlfriend?
Yes.
If not a friend or a girlfriend...
Then I could just be either your friend or girlfriend.
You probably don't need anymore friends or girlfriends, right?
Yes.
Oh, I'm sorry!
It's because I'm always in need of a friend or a boyfriend.
I think you were on your way somewhere. It's okay if you need to go.
Will you be okay? It seems like you drank a lot.
Yes.
You did a good job today.
There's no way I did.
Ppal Gang hasn't eaten anything today. What if she faints on her way home?
It doesn't seem like she slept either. Her lights were on all night.
She just stands there looking out the window like a ghost.
She fell asleep.
Kids! Let's go!
Good evening, everyone. The last SBC Friday night broadcast of August,
we'll begin News Leader. Our first news tonight.
Do you by any chance know where Ppal Gang lives?
In anticipation of the 8th Party convention, starting from yesterday morning, North Korea
even in the evening, fired their Musan Missile.
It's not that you know and you go over there to see her by yourself, right?
They shot two per day, but failing at both, their reputation was ruined.
Is that so?
When you were getting married to my husband,
do you remember personally giving me the wedding invitation?
Still, how could you come? As the ex-wife?
I even gave congratulatory money.
You couldn't pretend not to know when I gave $10,000.
When the ex-wife gave $10,000 for her ex-husband's wedding,
how could I, as the new bride, not be scared?
Do you think that because you were so likable
or that Lee Joong Shin, who was getting remarried in not even six-months was so likable that I gave $10,000?
I gave it as as gesture to ask that you raise my daughter Bbal Gan generously.
You bought a brand-name bag with that money instead of using it on my daughter, didn't you!
Yes. How did you know?
Since someone snake-like gave us the money, I bought a nice water snake bag and carry it around well even now.
Stop pretending like you're a mom, and...
Also, I raised Ppal Gang with thousands of my own money
and bought her nice clothes and good food.
A woman who chucks some money at the stepmother
and a woman who goes shopping every night and prepares food and dessert since she is a picky eater
three meals a day, who is the mother?
I can't wait any longer. I will find Ppal Gang and raise her myself.
I even have Ppal Gang's room in my house. As a woman who's never even cooked,
do you intend to take a girl who's a senior in high school and starve her?
Get out.
I'm going.
You glare too much.
Hey!
Taxi!
Huh?
Taxi! Taxi!
Oh Mr. Driver! Sinwol, building number two, Mr. Driver.
Please let me out past the Sinwol entrance's intersection.
Yes, Sinwol.
Mr. Driver, it was so hard to catch a cab tonight.
Maybe because it's Friday night,
if it wasn't for you,
I would have waited there all night.
I waited for over 30 minutes. Thank you, Mr. Driver.
Please, carefully. I'm feeling the alcohol now.
Driver, I'm dizzy right now.
Please drive carefully. Carefully, okay?
If you do this, I'll really throw up.
Mr. Driver. What if you cause an accident like this?
You'll be on the news tomorrow!
Please.
I'm really going to throw up.
Customer, if you throw up, you will have to pay me $150 for my loss of business.
For clean-up fee and since I won't be able to work for about a day to get the smell out.
And especially on a Friday night, $150 won't be enough.
Why are you being this way, Mr. Driver?
This isn't a real taxi.
Sober?
Is walking making you sober up a bit?
So you got in knowing it wasn't a taxi, huh?
If I had asked you to drive me all the way home,
you wouldn't have.
Reporter,
why is it that I don't have a man who
offers to drive me home first?
All I hear is that friends or girlfriends come first.
Why do I live so horribly?
I asked you where your house is.
Over there. We're almost there.
The taxi driver telling me he'd take me all the way home.
I don't know what to do with myself.
The taxi driver walking you all the way home, you must be so happy.
Reporter, why aren't you asking me who I drank with after I got fired?
I'm not curious.
Wow, you're a reporter who gathers news but aren't curious about me at all.
What is with your outfit, seriously?
Ah, seriously.
Here.
She must be heavy. I'll carry her.
Tell Woo Jin to move our car to the front of the restaurant after the customer cars are gone.
Okay.
Noona?
It's the first time I've seen Noona with a man.
What? Is your sister drunk?
Pyo Na Ri was damn sexy while doing the weather today, Ahjussi!
How can you say damn sexy? Damn sexy? She's an older sister!
Be quiet! Ppal Gang will wake up.
Hey, hey. Are you crazy? Why are you getting yourself involved?
Leave her alone. Let's pretend we didn't see.
Hey, you carry Ppal Gang.
Let's see what kind of punk it is that he only makes the woman drink while he's clear headed. I need to see his face.
What is everyone doing being so tacky? Let her date, too!
Here.
Ah, what do I do from tomorrow now?
Go on arranged dates (for marriage).
Go on dates and get married.
Why? Do I sound cold to you?
You can meet a nicer punk than me and live happily.
Someone who's a nicer punk than you?
To me who's out of work from being fired today
and live over there in that building's rooftop apartment, will I get my turn?
You were already out of my league too.
That's right. Even if I get dumped,
I want to meet someone much nicer than you and at least date passionately for once. Really.
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