The Good Bad Mother (나쁜엄마)

THE GOOD BAD MOTHER

THE GOOD BAD MOTHER

ALL CHARACTERS, LOCATIONS, ORGANIZATIONS, AND INCIDENTS

DEPICTED IN THIS DRAMA ARE ENTIRELY FICTITIOUS

EPISODE 9

Look at that color.

This year's kimchi will be delicious.

Of course.

It's due to these fully-ripened red chilis.

We couldn't sun-dry the chilis last year

because of all the rain.

I'm glad the weather's nice this year.

Hello.

You're here.

Oh, my. Look at the color of the red chili powder.

Wait.

That's her, right?

You're right.

Grandma!

That lady who came with Kang-ho oppa last time

is getting married.

- What? - What?

- Oh, my. - What are you talking about?

What?

- What? - Let me see.

- What? - Oh, my. She's right.

So she was Assemblyman Oh Tae-soo's daughter?

Does that mean Kang-ho

almost became the president's son-in-law?

- Goodness. - My goodness.

That's not what's important right now.

Goodness, that cursed brat.

It hasn't been that long since Kang-ho's accident

and she's already marrying someone else?

If it were the son of Dosang Group, I'd get married in an instant too.

Don't say something like that in front of your husband.

Knock on wood right now.

- Knock, knock, knock. - Knock, knock, knock.

Young-soon's already so stressed out.

She'll be really upset when she finds out.

What are you saying?

We can never let her find out, okay?

- Make sure you all keep it a secret! - Okay.

I already know.

- What? - Goodness!

Everyone has the right to live their own life.

She's right. The living has to go on living.

That's enough.

THE GOOD BAD MOTHER

Mr. Bang, may I speak with you?

Me?

- Push it in until it clicks. - Yes.

- Then you'll see this window. - Right.

Put the cursor right here.

- Do you see the cursor? - Yes.

Click twice quickly,

then you can see it like this.

Thank you so much.

It wasn't anything.

If you have any more questions,

- call me anytime. - Okay.

Kang-ho, I'll be going now.

Okay. Thank you.

- My goodness. - Oh, my back.

All right.

Click here twice, right?

Click-click.

What's this?

Password.

- Password. - Password.

Password. 0907, my birthday.

That's for our bank account.

But you never know.

Zero, nine, zero, seven.

ENTER PASSWORD

Of course. It wouldn't be this easy.

What could it be?

What could it be, Kang-ho?

Any numbers you remember?

Numbers?

Numbers…

Numbers…

- Mom. - Yes?

Isn't your birthday on March 12?

Oh, my.

Do you remember my birthday?

Mom, this is weird.

This was written on September 7,

but it says I'll see you next week on your birthday.

You're right.

"I'll see you next week on your birthday." Could this mean…

Zero, three, one, two.

- It's correct! - We did it, Mom!

You're so smart. How did you catch that?

All right. Let's see what's in here.

Kang-ho,

this looks like your journal.

"March 3, 2008."

MARCH 3, 2008 I FINALLY GOT INTO SNU SCHOOL OF LAW…

WELCOME, FRESHMEN OF 2008 JOIN A CLUB

I finally got into SNU School of Law.

Choi Kang-ho, the top student in this year's entering class.

Tell us why you chose law school.

Korea is a constitutional state that protects liberal democracy.

Law is meant to provide public welfare

for the happiness and benefit of the majority,

as well as justice for all…

As well as justice for all…

For what reason did your dad die?

I need to know that!

Actually,

I wanted to find out for myself.

What?

I want to find out the reason why

I had to attend law school.

That's why I'm here.

Kang-ho!

DETECTIVE UNIT 1

Kang-ho.

What…

What happened to you?

What happened to my son?

They got into an argument over grades at school,

and Mr. Choi initiated a physical altercation,

so he'll be booked on charges unless they can reach a settlement.

Settlement?

I don't want to settle.

He didn't attend class, take tests, or complete homework,

yet he's at the top of our class.

How could they fabricate his grades and award him a scholarship

just because his mother's a judge?

- And at a law school at that. - Damn it.

I'd like to add defamation

and dissemination of false information.

No, wait.

I'm sorry.

Let me apologize on his behalf.

He's always earned scholarships

to help out his mom who's a pig farmer

and was probably disappointed not to come out as the top of the class.

Please.

Damn it.

Damn, I was wondering what that smell was.

If it seemed so unfair, why didn't you major in livestock production?

Then your farmer mom could have helped you.

You bastard.

Ma'am!

I'm sorry.

Please forgive him just once.

Come here and beg.

Tell him you were wrong.

Beg him, or you'll go to jail!

- Beg for forgiveness! - Mom.

- Beg him for forgiveness! - Mom.

- Do it! - Mom!

So you're saying…

I have to beg this jerk?

You're telling me to kneel before this son of a bitch

because I can't take the bar exam if I go to jail.

Right.

That's what you want.

You want me to become a cowardly snob who'd do anything to get my way.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know my place and got cheeky.

I'm so sorry. Please forgive me just this once.

Please let me take the bar exam.

Please forgive me.

No, please forgive me, sir.

- On that day, -Just this once.

I realized why,

for what reason…

JUNE 18, 2009

…I had to attend law school,

and what I must do from now on.

Excuse me. I'm the bereaved.

I'd like to see my father's trial record and the ruling.

KANG-HO

CHOI HAE-SIK

I can only view the ruling?

I followed the procedure to get his trial and witness examination records.

So why can't I see it?

Trial records and witness examination records

include sensitive contents, so we cannot release them.

But my father has already passed.

Disclosure of trial records

falls within the jurisdiction of the prosecutor the case was transferred to,

so we cannot give them to you if they decline.

SONG WOO-BYEOK OH TAE-SOO

JUDGMENT

THE EVIDENCE CORRESPONDING TO ARSON…

SONG WOO-BYEOK OH TAE-SOO

Locate the suspect and bring him in, you punk.

What arrest warrant?

What?

Why are you still here?

Please show me.

According to the Official Information Disclosure Act,

the bereaved family is entitled to the investigation report.

This is a dereliction of duty.