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Great job!

Mother,

she sure can sing, can't she?

Oh, I don't know.

Okay, now to thank my wife,

I'd like to recite a poem I composed this morning.

You're the best!

Title: My 60th Birthday Party

I cannot believe I am already 60.

People say it's a time for celebration.

My lifetime partner and beloved wife...

is throwing a birthday party for me.

With my loving and respectful Mother,

and my wonderful siblings...

The day brings me so much joy.

Honey, that's fine.

Everyone must be hungry. Let's eat before the food gets cold.

How dare you stop my son from reciting?

You must do this all the time at home, right?

I never do that, Mother.

When will you ever try expensive food like this?

I want you to try them before it gets cold.

What did you say?

We can't even say anything to you.

Every time we say anything, you give us the stink eye.

Why did you invite us in the first place, then?

Honey, what's wrong? Please stop it.

What did I do? Stop what?

Well, fine. I'll hold it in.

I'm so used to it, anyway.

Why, you!

How dare you give him the stink eye when he's just talking to you.

How dare you talk back to your husband like that.

You got your very own son killed.

Grandmother!

Don't you think you're being too harsh?

Mom prepared this party for Dad.

She's right.

What did Mom do so wrong that you blame her for everything?

What did you say? How dare you!

Stop talking to us that way.

You never call us by our names.

Gosh, look how you raised the rudest girls ever!

Don't you dare call my girls rude!

They were brought up better than most of other kids.

You got your own son killed!

You must be so proud to have raised your daughters so well!

You're right, Mother.

I got my son killed.

I'm the worst mother who got her own son killed.

I've prepared one more thing today.

Honey...

I know it must've been very hard for you...

to live with a woman like me until you turned 60.

Please accept it. I want you to have it.

Oh, my!

She must've prepared something fancy for you!

Hurry up and open it.

I wonder what's inside.

Oh, okay. Alright.

Thank you, honey.

What is this?

What the...?

What is that?

What... what is that?

Huh?

Divorce papers?

What?

A divorce?

I already sealed mine,

so all you have to do is seal yours.

Here.

Do it.

What happened between Mom and Dad while I was gone?

Nothing special.

They never really cared for each other.

So why divorce all of a sudden?

How do you define a situation like this?

It's just called a late-life divorce.

Wives holding it in for years, when their husbands...

get old and powerless, they divorce them out of revenge.

But it's not like Dad did anything majorly wrong to Mom.

Grandmother is the problem.

And that's Dad's fault.

He should've protected Mom from Grandmother's irrational attacks.

You're absolutely right, Hee-sung.

Husbands have more duties than just bringing home money.

They should protect their family, too.

Well, Dad didn't even bring home money.

But it's not like Dad didn't work.

His poem books just didn't sell well.

Dad must be really shocked.

It was his birthday party after all...

Shouldn't we stop them from divorcing?

Mom, are you all right?

How dare you ask him for a divorce.

You're the one who's been putting him down all these years!

That's right, Mother.

I guess I didn't do a single thing right.

He quit his job as a teacher 20 years ago to be a poet.

And he's never brought home a penny.

So I supported him and put our girls to schools.

But you're right. I guess I did nothing.

Not only did I have to prepare for holidays,

but 5 ancestral memorial services per year all by myself,

but I guess in your eyes, it was nothing.

When I had a hard time putting the girls through schools,

instead of helping us, you sold your farming land...

and gave all the money to your other children...

so that they can move to bigger houses and change cars.

Why would I spend a dime on your daughters?

They will end up marrying into other families!

I gave my other children my money because they all have sons!

How dare you complain about that.

Is that it?

So, you're getting a divorce, all because of my mom?

I guess my mom is the guilty person here.

No, it's not all her fault.

It's not all her fault?

Fine. Let's hear it.

Just what did we do so wrong?

You did do something terribly wrong.

Mother is just an old person...

But you... you're too young to team up with Mother...

and talk trash about me and break our relationships.

Whatever I did was not good enough for you.

All I was doing was trying to live my life to the fullest,

but you were mocking me and talking trash about me.

Will you stop it?

Look at the mess you've created.

You called everybody for my birthday party,

and you humiliated me like this!

We could've talked about our problems in private.

If this is just about you and I,

we would've worked things out long time ago.

What's there that we can't work out together?

I'm not saying this is all your fault.

But every time you did anything, you made such a fuss.

Was I supposed to shut up about all the sacrifices I made?

For all the labor and hardship I had to go through,

was I supposed to act like it's all nothing?

You're the oldest daughter-in-law.

It's your duty to do those things.

As long as you keep quiet, everybody will be happy.

No.

I kept quiet for too long.

I thought if I kept quiet and sacrificed,

your family will accept me as one of them...

and thank me for all the hard work I did.

She's right.

None of you ever thanked her for anything.

Dad, you were never on Mom's side. Not even once.

Every time something went wrong, you blamed Mom for everything.

Think about what drove Mom to do this.

All she ever did was work, work, and work.

Well, we all worked hard. Every one of us.

It's not that she did all the work all alone.

Then how come you're always picking on her?

How dare you talk back at your father.

You learned to do that from your mother, didn't you?

You nasty girls!

Don't you dare call them nasty!

Don't speak that way to my daughters.

Why not? Why can't she?

Look at what your girls are doing.

Hey, your parents are getting divorced.

Instead of stopping them, you're siding with your mother?

You have no right to say that, Aunt.

What?

Right.

Who are the people who gave such heartaches to Mom?

About their divorce...

I think every one of us here are responsible for it.

What...what did you say?

What did you just say?

Hey, keep quiet when adults are talking!

Gosh, I can't even talk because of those girls.

Since I always praised you girls to be smart,

you think you can speak to us that way?

Oh, really?

When did you ever praise my girls to be smart?

How dare you talk to your sister-in-law that way.

Mom. Mom. Sit and calm down.

Wait. Wait.

Since we're getting a divorce, it's pointless to do the blame game.

Mr. Ma Jung-ki, please seal right there.

Gosh.

Why you...!

Yeah. Just do it!

Why would you be so hesitant?

Just seal the paper! Do it!

She's right.

She'll be the one at loss here.

She thinks we'd get on our knees and beg.

Just show her what you're made of.

Hurry up and do it.

The longer you stall, the more she'll be a snob.

Just seal the paper already!

I said hurry up!

Bro, just do it.