Highway Star (Bokmyeon dalho)

CHA Tae-Hyun

RIM Chai-Moo

LEE So-Yeon

OriginaI Story, Saito Hiroshi Fuji TeIevision Network, Inc.

That damn NA Tae Song!?

Didn't you heIp him out? back in the oId days?

But he hasn't caIIed even once?

Directed by KIM Sang-Chan, KIM Hyun Soo

That ungratefuI bastard!

See, that's the kind of singer we need. One big star!

If we want to hoId our heads up in front of the boss.

Put a Iid on it?

That's why we're here, to find that big catch?

Think of the mouths to feed! Finding another one isn't the answer.

Mr. CHO.

First, caII the saIes manager at Shangri-La Night CIub.

Mi-Ok, Iet's get pissed tonight, yeah?

Where are aII the pretty girIs?

You're so shaIIow, you know that?

I wouIdn't want you girIs to drown, now.

Hey! Did you practice the stuff I gave you?

You suckers dead or something?

This is why you're just second-rate amateurs.

I oughta just...

Just Iisten to that. Now that's reaI music, ya hear?.

Yes, sir. Mr. NA, sir.

Oh, of course. The music is ready, sir.

ReaIIy, sir?.

Why, I'd be honored!

I'II wait for you, sir!

I'd die for you, sir.

You better sound perfect out there.

'Cause I'II be singing on TV any day now, you suckers!

Susie, Susie, I'm sorry!

That Iousy song!

No-taIent, Trot imposter!

This way, sir.

We came to see the saIes manager.

-Who shouId I say is here? -TeII him it's Mr. JANG from SeouI.

Yes, sir.

...Iet Fate decide.

I just Iove you, yeah! OnIy you!

He can't sing Iike the reaI thing, but he sure dresses Iike him.

The one, my one and onIy companion!

Thanks, the next song is...

the debut performance of my new singIe.

Let's sing it together!

One, Two, One, two, three, four!

What the heck?

Hey! Sing, you moron!

Who pIanned to screw me over, huh?

God, that piercing siIence!

I've been humiIiated!

Was it you? You? Who's the goddamn genius?!

Just be honest with me. You're mixing medications, aren't you?

You think you're big-shot rockers?

Paris HiIton wouId do Rock better than you morons!

Paris HiIton?

What the heII are you Iooking at?

As if your song is any better!

What did you just say?

You IittIe shit! I'm gonna tear you to pieces!

-Get off me! - Let go, you idiots!

Sir, caIm down!

- Hey, hoId on to him! -Somebody heIp me!

'Susie, Susie, I'm Sorry?' What the heck did you do to Susie?

BONG DaI-Ho! Open the door!

Hey! You bastards!

No!

HIGHWAY STAR

Jesus, those idiots are at it again! Stupid amateurs...

You came in the night

and gave me the best smiIe in the worId then you Ieft me to die!

I waIked as I stared up into the sky, the stars shining in the darkness.

If you come back to me tonight, I wiII take you away forever.

Don't you forget, forget about me!

Don't ever forget!

Even this starry, star-studded night.

Even when the rain faIIs, I'II wait for you!

That's him.

That rich, yet deIicate sound!

Such a dynamic vibrato!

It sends chiIIs through my heart!

I toId him not to sing that crap!

Mr. JANG, sir, one minute.

I'm teIIing you, that ass hoIe's gonna come after us.

Yeah, I know.

Where do we work now?.

There's pIenty of cIubs. Just drink up.

Excuse me.

Big Sound Entertainment. Marketing Director, CHO Seung-Ho?

What the heck...

It's a record IabeI that trains musicians.

Maybe not down here, but in SeouI, we're pretty weII-known

as the 'Midas' of pop entertainment.

Nice to meet you, sir!

Get up!

I enjoyed your song.

You have an outstanding voice.

Oh, thank you.

And you are...

I....I'm BONG DaI-Ho, the Iead vocaIist.

WiII you come to SeouI and make some reaI music with me?

-Just me, sir?. -Just you.

I don't reaIIy do bands.

If you were soIo, I couId make you an aIbum

and reaIIy make you big star.

-An aIbum? - Look here, sir.

Us four, we ride together and we'II die together.

DaI-Ho, just teII him how it is.

-Yeah, aII for one, man. -Of course.

I knew that I wouId...

...have to part with them some day.

Yeah, it's good-bye forever, you red necks.

Like heII I'm gonna caII you hiIIbiIIies.

I'II be busy with the big city babes.

BIG SOUND ENTERTAINMENT

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Your beIoved Trot star, LEE Dae-ChiI is here to grace this stage.

Hey now, there's ourstar. Come in and have a seat!

I hope I'm not intruding.

MUSIC IS MY LIFE -JANG JUN -

Make yourseIf at home.

I know, it's a bit cozy, eh? True art aIways thrives in poverty.

So....who are aII those peopIe?

-Ourstar Iineup, of course. - Huh?

WeII, isn't there anyone famous? Anyone I wouId have heard of?

Nope, they're it.

Don't worry, now that you're one of us, I'II take care of you!

So sir, I guess you have Trot crooners too?

Of course. Trot is the onIy thing we do.

But, you're not.. Am I doing Trot?

Does genre reaIIy matter that much?

Of course it matters!

You heard me sing, sir and you want me to do Trot?

What's wrong with Trot?

Why on earth a rocker makes that tacky music?!

God, I knew things were going too weII.

- Let's just caII it off. -That's not right!

Mr. CHO!

-You know what this is? -What is it?

- It's your contract. -Contract, my ass.

You signed your name here.

How much did we give DaI-Ho forthe deaI?

The penaIty fee is what, five orten times more?

You know, it's aII in the contract.

No, wait. Wait a minute. PIease, just think it over.

I mean, why me?

Look, Seo-Yeon is here.

Who is she?

-One of ourartists. Why? -Why didn't you say so?

HeIIo, there. I'm BONG DaI-Ho.

Hi, I'm CHA Seo-Yeon. Nice to meet you.

Hey! It wouIdn't hurt to make a IittIe conversation.

-Yeah, rookie? -What? Rookie?

Why? You just started in this business, so I'm Iike your mentor!

- My mentor?. -Yeah, we're both Trot singers now.

Trot singers? Yeah, whatever.

Why are we hiking, anyhow?.

You need to be fit in order to sing.

Jesus, I can't... Didn't they hear of a Iight morning jog?

It's a darn famiIy freak show.

My dear MoIIy Sue...

- More feeIing! -WiII I ever see you again?

- My dear MoIIy Sue. -One more time!

Yearning for my MoIIy Sue!

DaI-Ho, you're next.

-Yes? - Did you practice?

Huh?

I don't know what's happened to me.

Just don't know what's wrong with me!

Ijust can't grasp...

Put emotion in to it and don't shriek!

Again!

I don't know what's happened to me.

-Can't hearyou! -Just don't know what's wrong.

-CIench your teeth! - Ijust can't grasp it...

-You're sad! You're in sorrow! - I can't understand my sorrow,

- Put your hand out! - but I know I need to get over you.

-And cIench your fist! - I know now we're strangers,

- Now, give it a nice snap! - but I don't know why...

Tears weIIed...?

-Are you pIaying games here? -Why do I have to snap it?

You'II know why, once you do it.

Trot music is aII about the vibrato!

Again, from the Iast part!

-Okay, two, three, four. - But I don't know why.

Tears weIIed up in my eyes.

I don't want to act this way. I hate myseIf for being Iike this.

Me too! I reaIIy hate you, too!

-What is Trot music to you? - Redneck music!

Trot is,

the spirit of our hearts and tears.

But you're not using your heart at aII.

Without that spirit, you can't sing Trot.

You don't take it seriousIy enough!

'Cause I'm a rocker!

Rock... Not some hiIIbiIIy Trot singer.

Practice is over.

Now, this is the good Iife.