The Apartment Job (아파트)

THE APARTMENT JOB

I happened to be there

in his final moments.

Why did you do it?

You should have been there for him

when he passed away.

But don't worry.

He didn't suffer when he passed.

You…

What did you do?

Huh?

Remember how I said

hangnails should be ripped off, even if you bleed?

He seemed to be a hangnail

in your life.

So I ripped it off for you.

Don't you feel relieved now?

I offer my deepest

condolences.

Well then…

Mr. Kim!

Don't make a scene and come here.

You're not some thug.

The chief mourner shouldn't step out.

You should keep your old boss company.

You're the hangnail in my life.

I'll rip you off myself,

whether I bleed or tear my own flesh as well.

I'll make sure

you feel the pain.

I'll look forward to it.

But be careful not to rip your whole nail off.

That pain

will last forever.

Move.

Where are you going?

Will you go and kill Lee Chung-won?

Yong-man just died.

He died because of me.

And you expect me to just stay here, bowing to him?

You're not going to seek revenge.

You're running away from guilt.

What?

Mr. Park.

You don't even have the guts to look at his photo.

You're a coward running away by using revenge as an excuse.

Isn't that right?

Going out there and dying

is less scary than staying here and crying,

isn't it?

What the hell do you know about how I feel?

I feel like my heart's going to burst!

What am I supposed to do?

What should I do, then?

Just cry, Mr. Park.

If you have the guts to die, just stay here and cry,

and face Lee Chung-won after that.

Then you'll be able to see what Lee Chung-won fears the most.

I…

Go tell your old boss

that you're grateful he treated you like his own son

and that you'll avenge him,

no matter what it takes.

PARK HAE-KANG, KIM GYEONG-NAM, JANG JE-GIL, KIM DOONG-HUI.

THE APARTMENT JOB

Why are you drinking so much?

How many bottles have you had? You're all drunk.

Stop drinking!

I'm not giving you any more.

Just one more bottle, please.

Just one more.

This is the last one, okay?

Excuse me!

The table with the bald guy.

- One bottle of soju. - Okay.

Thank you for coming.

- Of course. - Of course, we should come.

- Of course. - Tell me if you need anything.

Big Guy, stop eating, will you?

I'm so sad, but I can't help feeling hungry.

Eat as much as you want.

You sure know how to eat. Oh, hello.

- Chew thoroughly. - Okay.

Mr. Park.

Do you know who's the scariest in a gambling den?

The one who has nothing to lose?

No.

It's someone who has too many reasons not to lose.

Look.

All of them.

They're the reasons you have to win.

So…

You have to win, no matter what it takes.

That's what you have to do.

One!

Is this a game of who talks first?

I told you to share ideas.

We should offer a sincere apology and promise it won't happen again...

Next.

We should disclose the construction process

to restore trust after the shoddy construction scandal...

Next.

We should promote our financial stability to keep shareholders from pulling out…

You know,

you directors are the people I envy the most.

You get regular paychecks even when you're so incompetent.

What a great life.

Listen carefully.

Cut the prices of the Oman New Town units in half.

Exceptional prices, premium materials,

unlimited free safety inspections.

Promote them aggressively,

and get Korea's top celebrities

to be the faces of the campaign.

But sir,

our budget…

Shouldn't we scrape together

every last penny to save our company, Director?

What about public opinion?

The hashtag "Taesan survivor" is still spreading on social media,

and the legacy media

is publishing a flood of negative stories about Taesan.

Social media is one thing,

but the press isn't cooperating at all.

So you mean

the press is the problem right now.

Please have mercy, sir!

The Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, and Transport is making a fuss.

They're even talking about

a full-scale inspection on True Value's shoddy construction.

It was more than just a few cracks in the wall.

The higher-ups are extremely unhappy

about this scandal breaking before the election.

We've got a long road ahead.

We'll all end up dead if we keep driving with a flat tire.

We have to replace it.

What?

I've picked out

your burial plots in Taegowon.

I already dug four nice little holes for you.

Pick the tree you want to grow there.

I thought you'd be busy, so I brought them to you myself.

Our Supreme Court Justice values integrity,

so how about a pine tree?

And for our Senior Secretary, who seems quite impatient,

a plum blossom so you'll learn perseverance.

All right.

Pick the tree you'd like.

What on earth are you doing?

Arrogant bastard.

What? "Arrogant"?

Are you deaf, or are you stupid?

I just picked out burial plots for you.

If you don't get your act together, I'm going to bury you!

The press is making quite a fuss.

You should fix this, don't you think?

Stop thinking about replacing the tire

and find a way to keep the car rolling.

If I go down…

You're all going down with me.

So please,

keep that in mind!

Remember that! All right?

This is

my final warning.

THE LATE PARK YONG-MAN

Our old boss

always used to come here

after a big event.

Even when we said we booked a hotel buffet,

he'd say, "Putting on belly fat will make your punches slower!"

But even as he said that,

he'd eat stuff like sweet and sour pork and braised pork belly.

I miss him smacking the back of my head.

Whenever I was working alone at night,

he'd say, "Hey, Je-gil, why are you always working on that laptop?"

"You'll ruin your eyes. Keep the lights on when you're working."

He used to tell me I had to keep my belly full to punch well

and that it's miserable living on an empty stomach.

I'm so full right now,

but I don't know why I feel so miserable.

CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR RETIREMENT.

Isn't this cape a bit much?

- It looks good. - It looks good.

We already booked the hotel and everything,

but you just had to come here.

Don't be silly.

Since when did we start getting fancy and going to hotels?

A retirement ceremony

should be done at a place like this, with black bean noodles.

Who holds a retirement ceremony at a Chinese restaurant?

Shut it.

I started this job

so I could eat as much black bean noodles as I wanted.

CHEERS TO YONG-MAN'S NEW BEGINNING!

And I actually did eat them to my heart's content

working in this field all these years.

Now that I'm retired,

I won't eat any black bean noodles again until I'm dead.

So congratulate me now.