My Paparotti (Paparoti / 파파로티) (파파로티)

Based on a true story

My Paparotti

I'm almost there.

Yes.

Okay, sir.

Dragging me out on my day off... Bastard!

I'm sorry I wasn't looking.

- What the hell? - Hey!

Ow, my neck!

I'm sure I didn't hit you that hard.

What are you, a doctor?

With Farah Fawcett hair?

Seriously, who wears their hair like that anymore?

That's rude coming from someone I just met.

Car accidents usually happen between strangers.

Isn't that right?

I'm in a bit of a hurry now...

Do we look like we've got nothing better to do?

I'll bury your sorry-ass alive.

What's going on?

This asshole won't apologize for his bad.

Then make him.

I'm real sorry about the trouble. This is my insurance number...

That's a killer audio system.

Much too good for this piece of junk.

My spoiler alone is worth more than your car.

Get his card and tell him to piss off.

Yes, boss.

You are almost here? Good.

Finally, a break through for this school.

The moment I heard his demo,

every single hair on my body stood on end.

Even in the armpit.

A true genius. Wouldn't you agree?

Maybe that's bit of an overstatement. But he is quite special.

Why are you sending your 'boy wonder' to our school?

He got into a little trouble.

So, he has to transfer.

We're going to welcome him with open arms.

Open arms are all good

but sir,

this will make his fourth transfer.

He's been through a lot, that poor boy.

He got expelled from your school, didn't he?

Well...

Here you are!

This is Lee Jang-ho.

Say hello to your new principal.

Morning.

Good morning, sir. I mean... Hey!

What a good looking fella you are!

This is the head of music department. Say hello.

Good to see you again.

What's going on?

You two know each other?

Ow, my neck!

Something wrong, Mr. Na?

I'm suddenly getting a sharp pain in my neck.

Why don't you give him a vocal test, Mr. Na?

Mr. Lee?

What?

Yes, boss.

I understand.

Mr. Na,

I'll take the test some other time.

I've got urgent business to take care of.

Well if you gotta go, you gotta go.

Go ahead.

Great.

One little thing before you go.

It's not I'll take the test some other time,

but "Could I take the test some other time...?"

...Sir. Okay?

Off you go.

Sure.

Oh, and...

Don't worry about the spoiler.

Use the money to buy snacks for your kids, okay?

That little piece of shit!

Mr. Na, can we have a word?

Jang-ho left early?

He has urgent business and wishes to take it some other time.

You need to sort this out.

We're the ones that need him. You, me and this school.

Why are you always so twisted?

Can't you be a little cooperative?

You're a staff on the pay roll. So, this isn't your problem. Fine!

If you took half the interest you have on anything...

Do you want my resignation?

Fine. You got it.

Damned scumbags!

What?

This'll fall off any moment.

Snack money for kids?

Sang-jin! My buddy!

Get off me.

I'm the principal of this school.

I said let go, damn it!

And a very persistent man, too.

Let go of me!

Have a drink.

Come on, it's all for the sake of the school.

I can't remember the last time we won anything at competition.

So, you brought in a thug to sing for the school?

When my late father made me principal he said to me,

'Nobility Obliges.'

We all gotta do our part for the society.

Do you owe him money? Is he threatening you?

If only we didn't go to college together...

Mr. Na!

What, sir?

Don't try to boss me around outside of school!

I remember how my late father

took you under his wings during your worst times.

How could I face him

if I let the school close down?

Give the boy a chance. Please?

What the hell?

What have we got here?

That's some fantastic needle work.

Your skirt is so tight that it won't even roll up.

How do you walk in it?

Very well, actually.

Not only do I feel bad for your poor skirt,

but also for my eyes for having to put up with this sight.

Trouble, trouble...

It's you, again.

You can't be a human being.

How much peroxide do you need

to get a color like this?

It's discolored from malnutrition.

Oh yeah?

Look at these bags under my eyes.

Is that right?

Have it tested at the crime lab.

A single strand won't do.

They'll need at least a handful of samples.

Bring me a pair of scissors!

What a sad-looking bunch!

Have a good day, boss.

That him? I heard a big guy's transferring in.

How do you know it's big?

I'm not talking about that, silly!

What the hell?

Why aren't you stopping him?

Hey, you!

Can you... please come here for a second?

Oh God...

What's up?

You should be wearing a uniform. Right...?

And the shoes...

You got a problem with my shoes?

I'll check the guidelines again.

Although, I don't see why they should be a problem.

Who's next?

Min-seok?

Yes, Mr. Na.

He dyed his hair, too.

What?

Tell me,

Where do you get your hair done?

Is that a tattoo on your face?

What the f...? Piss off.

Wow, you smell nice.

What shampoo do you use?

What's going on?

Nothing. Maybe he doesn't feel like talking.

Is that right? Hey, douche bag!

What do you take the school's hardcase for?

Hey...

I'm talking to you.

You're bleeding.

No, I'm not. It's nothing.

Give us a look.

It's gushing out.

The damn bell saved your ass, dick!

What the fuck are you looking at? Go back to your books, assholes.

Why don't you paint the entire school with blood?

You got this wrong. He started...

I won't hear it.

What the hell did you do to your face?

This isn't art class.

Are you gonna take a swing at me?

You little punks.

What's this?

Snack money.

Order yourself a bowl of noodles on me.

30% off.

- Your hairdresser...? - Shut up.

Fucking hell!

Nobody will eat with you because of your stinky temper?

Let me join you.

I get indigestion from eating with people.

Jang-ho hasn't come into school for days.

Did you call him?

I've been busy.

Too busy to carry out your teacher's duties?

Fine. I'll call him.

Stop acting like you've got ants in your pants

and sit down for a moment.