Oh My Ghostess (오 나의 귀신님)

OH MY GHOST

25-year-old male,

found unconscious on the steps of a club in Itaewon.

His vitals are unstable, body temperature's 25 degrees

with signs of hypothermia.

-Again? -Yes.

Hey, again?

I know. So many similar cases in a month

in this heat.

Maybe it's some kind of virus like Ebola.

Ebola, my foot.

I suspect it involves drugs.

Hey, what'd the cops say?

The victims were with a woman just before the accident.

And?

They have decent jobs and all,

but there's no link with the women.

-Then who did it? -I don't know.

-By the way, -Yes.

all these women have one thing in common.

What is it?

-Every one of them -Yes?

is a beautiful woman

with a killer body.

-A killer body? -A killer body?

Who on earth is it?

It can't be a ghost.

Is it a ghost?

That jerk turned me on for nothing.

That didn't go as planned.

Damn it!

What?

I'm sorry.

You see me?

EPISODE 1

Hi, I'm DJ Jin of Midday Music.

Today's high is expected to reach 30 degrees Celsius.

On this hot summer day,

I'm sure you all have your own tip to stay cool.

Fans and air conditioning are a must.

Watching a horror movie could help, too.

Ghosts are scary.

But you know what, guys?

I read it in a book.

We think ghosts are dressed in white

with long black hair, in a haunted house.

But in fact, they're right next to us in our everyday lives.

Ghosts, chatting with us.

Nice weather.

It's so hot, I don't want to do anything.

I know.

-What for lunch? -I want bibimbap. Or cheonggukjang?

Cheonggukjang sounds good.

On a hot and humid day like this, we should go for cold noodles.

-Okay, cold noodles it is. -I'm down.

Let's eat some rice. Koreans need rice.

Rice.

Rice.

Let's go.

Darn it. They won't let me tag along.

I wanted to hang with some hot guys. But no luck.

What else you got besides looks?

I am a ghost.

A virgin ghost, with the most bitter grudges of all ghosts.

It was so painful it was to die as a virgin,

that I became a soul still wandering around this world.

They call me the queen of mischief, the prankster in the ghost world.

But I want to be understood.

I am a poor spirit, with many regrets.

And I'm very bored.

What's up with you?

You're so cute.

Do you wanna play with me?

You can see me?

Pass!

No, ball!

DId you see that?

-Did you see that? -What was that?

Wow, the sky is so high.

It's so blue.

How beautiful.

Oh, this is depressing.

This won't do. I need some funeral food to get energy.

Dong-chul.

Stir sauce in one direction.

You think it's dalgona?

Come here.

Like this.

It's just that my arm is tired.

So do some exercise. Maintaining your health is a skill.

I see.

You could easily pass as a manager of a company.

Who'd think you're younger than me?

My goodness, it's hard to speak informally to that face.

You're so dumb.

That's not true...

He's not dumb. He's sharp.

But in my opinion,

he does look old for his age,

but you look too young for your age, Soul Chef.

People think you're in your twenties?

Twenties? Some thought I was a high schooler.

I almost talked informally to you.

I know, right?

Dong-chul, I'm sorry.

-Sorry. -It's okay.

Hey, Joon.

It's too thick.

You think it's for braised short ribs?

It's for soup broth.

It has to be well-rested.

Don't they teach this at Le Cordon Bleu ?

No, they didn't.

You think I don't know that?

I'm being sarcastic.

Metaphors or irony...

You don't even budge even if I roast you.

I should just fire you.

Can't you smell something burning?

It's burning inside me.

I don't like those who studied abroad.

Good qualifications are useless when you have poor character.

Something's definitely burning.

It's from outside.

Hey!

-Hey. -Na Bong-sun, are you insane?

-I'm sorry. -Gosh.

Look at the smoke. What do we do?

How could you fall asleep while cooking the sauce?

I'm sorry, Sous Chef. I'm so sorry.

Is saying sorry enough?

We almost had a fire.

You don't even have the basics down.

I should just fire you.

You nearly burned down this place.

I'm sorry, Sous Chef.

It's not your restaurant, though.

Oh, my.

I thought this was the Himalayas.

With this thick fog.

The view is stunning.

Isn't it?

Min-soo, what are you in this kitchen?

-Sous Chef. -Then you're number two.

Seems like you love this restaurant as your own.

And yet,

you left the sauce to this novice?

Well, you know,

I was watching it and left it to her for just 10 minutes.

She fell asleep in that short moment.

No moments are short.

It determines life or death.

Yes, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Chef. It's my fault.

I know you talk behind my back.

Well, it's okay. It's fine.

Working here sucks and is freaking tough.

It's hardcore labor, so you need some fun.

No, Chef. How could I...

-Come on. -But passing your work onto others,

and being unprofessional,

I can't tolerate that.

It's about character and basics.

It can't be taught.

I'll be careful, Chef.

Do well, Min-soo.

-Yes, Chef. -Do well.

-Yes, Chef. -I'll see.

Yes, Chef.

I'm over thirty yet I get scolded like a child.

Damn it, this is so humiliating. I should just open up my restaurant.

I'm sorry, Sous Chef.

Hey, Bong-sun.

Hey, Bong. You damn bong.

I mean...

Why do you doze off in broad daylight?

Why?

-Do better. Okay? -Yes.

Darn it...

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

It stings!

Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name.

The kingdom come, Thy will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven.

Yes, Grandma.

Why do you sound so down?

Have you eaten?

Yes, what about you? Have you been well?

Me? Same old.

How are you doing?

Are you able to sleep at all?

Are ghosts still bothering you?

No, I've been sleeping fine.

They don't show up often these days.

That's good to hear.

You shouldn't be a shaman like me.

Make sure to light incense by your bed and keep the knife there, okay?

Okay.

I'm hanging up, Grandma.