The first 200 lines.
Hyongi!
Oh... Sera.
Honey-gi.
I've missed you.
Sera... Sera...
Look at you. No kiss or nothin'.
Just getting off?
Tired, huh? You look it.
Me? I'm good.
Hop in.
Honey-gi.
Well? Get in.
Ms. Song, what's "B Diminished 7th?"
Ms. Song?
Hm?
Bdim7. What's that mean?
An added diminished 7th.
Don't you like it?
The food here is good.
No.
When did you get back?
About time.
Two years ago. A year helping Dad in the hospital.
I opened my own practice last fall.
Your practice?
Mm.
I see.
That's it?
Even if you don't mean it, you could at least say,
"What, and you didn't call?"
With our history, I wouldn't presume.
You admit you did me wrong?
Are you done?
Oh, uh-huh.
Let's go somewhere.
Where?
We'll see a lot of each other, but it's been years.
We should make tonight last.
Um, Sera...
This is on you. Next time is on me.
Want some more?
No. I'm full.
You need to get back?
No. I'm done for the day.
You had an evening lesson.
Yes, at 8, but I rescheduled for tomorrow.
Why?
I'm a little tired.
I can catch up on chores, spend time with Dabin.
If you're tired you should relax, not do chores.
I'll look after Dabin. You get some rest.
Oh, no.
Dabin, want to play with Grandpa?
'kay.
Woohoo! I won!
You got me again.
Sit. Oh.
Still no alcohol?
Well, you know.
A non-alcoholic drink for him.
And for me...
You're driving.
I know...
A virgin pina colada.
You should have driven.
Drink if you like. You can hire a driver.
Pssh. Would it kill you to say you'll drive me?
OK, I'll drive you.
Whatever. We're starting over. I don't want to be too pushy.
Starting over?
Thanks.
To us.
Oh.
Sera...
We'll have time for the serious stuff.
Just not tonight.
Did my mom call you?
Your mom?
Why would she call me?
She doesn't know I'm here, much less have my number.
Is she all right?
Uh-huh.
I missed your mom.
I'll have to call on her.
There. Now go to sleep.
- Nana. - Hm?
Does Uncle Seungi live here now?
Not for good, just while Auntie Mirim is away.
Until she gets back.
Did she take Boram with her?
She sure did.
Must be nice, with his mom and all.
I only have Daddy.
Just Daddy?
What about Nana and Grandpa?
And Uncle Mingi and Seungi.
Now go to sleep.
What? Can't sleep?
Want a story?
Yes'm.
20... 20... 2...
Whew.
Could time go any slower? I slept all day now I'm up.
Hanul, Yunju, Mari, Soyong.
Why can't I remember their numbers?
Don't be a wimp. Live and die like a man.
That was fun. Another one.
Another? Maybe one more.
Once upon a time...
Key... the drawer key...
Gotcha.
What are you up to?
Well? Something you ate?
Where you going? Stand still.
I wonder..
Try it again and the hammer comes down.
Try what? I didn't do nothin'.
Then why are you here?
Mom, a son can come into his mom's room.
Go to bed.
Get an eyeful. It's all you get.
That's not it.
I wanted an earful.
What?
Mirim's not nagging me. My ears itch.
Scammer.
You have an ear pick?
- Mom. - Hm?
Will you clean my ears?
My eyes are tired.
Just a little, come on.
Go away.
Pleeease.
Not even with a magnifying glass.
If I go in I'll catch it too.
Better to lie low.
Huh?
They done?
- Mom. - What?
I need to check something. Let me look.
Five minutes? Three?
What?
My saved numbers.
Ouch!
Want another?
Big baby. As bad as your father.
Tsk-tsk-tsk.
You get an earful?
What did I tell you? Don't go near her when she's alone.
Look at me. I heard the noise and took off.
That's what you get for not listening.
That wasn't it. I was after my phone.
Your phone?
Talk about guts.
Stealing from there of all places?
Stealing? It's my phone.
Yours? Cash, goods, once your mom gets it, it's gone.
Until she gives it back.
Dad, you fanning the flames now?
What?
Watch that look, mister.
Don't stare at me.
Dad, I always look like this.
So you think we're equals now, is that it?
The alliance is broken. Over. Done.
Whatever. Doesn't matter to me.
Give me back my phone.
Here. I don't need an old fart phone anyway.
What? Did you break it?
If being a piece of crud is broken.
Well?
I need numbers to call for them to call me.
Not good enough for Mr. Fancy Pants, huh?
Suit yourself.
What about your cycle-
Can't you remember anything?
Mmph-mph.
"Mmph-what-now?"
Don't mention the bike at home.
Mmph-mph.
We're stuck in this together.
Like in the song.
"Whoever started it, what's done is done"?
- Mmph-mph. - Huh?
Good luck.
She saw?
How much?
From "stuck."
Uh-oh.
I'm dead.
Done studying?
Not "stuck"? "Studying"?
What? You said you're taking the appraisers exam.
Or did you give up?
Give up? Are you kidding?
You know me. I start something, I finish it.
Sure, just like you finish everything, huh?
At my age, you'd think you could support me.
Help me keep my nose in the books.
Sure, I'm in awe, I'm dying from shock. Happy?
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