Hi Bye, Mama! (하이바이, 마마!)

CHA YU-RI

Do you think you own this place?

Stop crying!

Gosh, I can't sleep.

Stop crying and introduce yourself

if you're new here.

She looks scared and startled.

You can't make sense of this, and you're terrified, right?

Not only that, she thinks this is terribly unfair.

She's so young.

She probably never expected to be a ghost before she hit 40.

Gosh, I know how that feels.

You feel wronged and frightened.

You can't stop crying because you're sad.

Right?

My husband does nothing but cry.

What am I going to do?

What am I going to do about my poor mother?

I thought death was just about leaving this life

after making the most of the time God has given me.

PARK HYE-JIN

Hye-jin.

Hye-jin.

I'm sorry.

My daughter...

My poor daughter.

JEONG GWI-SUN

You should be in the hospital.

You're sick. You should stay in the hospital.

My baby.

But I realized this after my death.

My life was not entirely mine.

EVEN IN THE FACE OF DEATH, FAMILY IS STILL MY NUMBER ONE

That's just ridiculous.

I know.

You should do it then.

A marriage of convenience. Is it decided then?

Seriously?

-Is it necessary? -I guess you really hate that.

-A marriage of convenience? -That's so funny.

Welcome.

What brings you here, Min-jeong?

Well...

Soju, no. Give me a glass of beer, please.

Okay.

Beer has too many calories.

Okay.

Let's go.

Seo-woo, did you have fun today?

-Yes. -That was fun.

This way.

Let's eat it later.

Let's go home.

Is Seo-woo that odd?

I was wondering if she's that different from Ha-jun.

It's okay. I don't think she knows.

She'd never imagine that I've come back to life.

Hyeon-jeong, I'll get going.

Don't give her more than two bottles.

They look too much alike,

from head to toes.

How can they look exactly the same?

Well...

Min-jeong, what are you--

Look.

They're different sizes,

but they look exactly the same.

They aren't even twins though.

Oh, the shrimps.

You mean the shrimps.

Right.

They probably look the same to us.

But they probably all look different if we look carefully.

Right, the shrimps.

Is Seo-woo

that precious to you?

Sure. She's adorable.

and she's sweet.

Then

You can be Seo-woo's mom.

She's drunk, right?

Yes. She drank more than she could handle.

What

happened?

You don't have to give her strawberries. It's all right.

But these are very delicious.

-It's okay. -Ms. Cha,

Seo-woo can't have strawberries.

She's allergic to strawberries.

-She can't have it. -Allergic?

Goodness, I'm so sorry. I didn't know.

Did you beat me?

No.

What? What happened to your face?

Don't you know?

Me?

No, I don't.

I slept here last night.

What did you do? What happened?

I don't remember.

What?

Are you okay? Doesn't that hurt?

What's this stench?

Did you drink?

I'm so upset.

Look at your face.

What happened last night?

You don't need to know.

It's just a nosebleed. It's no big deal.

How is this not a big deal?

My Hyeon-jeong got a nosebleed!

Oh, you.

That means the other person might not be alive!

Now I'll have to work my butt off

to pay the settlement money.

Old habits never die. You and your fistfights.

Hey.

I got hit.

Exactly. You got hit.

That usually never happens.

Did you let her go after you got hit?

Right.

I shouldn't have let her live.

Ha-jun, close your eyes.

Okay.

Ha-jun, open your eyes.

Fistfights?

I can't quit because of you!

That must hurt and this must be excruciating!

Ha-jun, you can open your eyes now.

Let's go to daycare.

Daddy is fine. He won't cry.

Let's go.

It hurts.

Gosh.

Goodness.

You wretched bastard.

What are you looking at, sir?

-Hey! -You're such a jerk!

-How dare you? -You son of a...

You took our offerings, too!

You can't give unfair preferential treatments!

What did Yu-ri say to become human?

Jerk. Bastard.

She called him all the names in this world.

-You can't do this to us! -What a bastard!

-You're a mean punk! -Wretched man!

-You son of a... -You should die!

-Don't be like that! -What a jerk!

-Just die! -You're the worst!

-Wretched punk! -You're worthless!

They'll be punished by Heaven if they provoke him like that.

-Son of a... -What?

-Goodness! -No!

Goodness.

I don't think cursing at him will make them human.

Mi-ja.

Yes, sir.

Were you looking for me?

If Ms. Mi-dong gets here, stall her.

Gosh.

What?

Are you going to fight me?

What's this?

Do you hear the ghosts sing? The song of angry ghosts?

It is the music of the ghosts Who will not be slaves again!

When the beating of your heart Echoes like the beating of the drums

Tomorrow will open And I will become human

Do you hear the ghosts sing? The song of angry ghosts?

It is the music of the ghosts Who will not be slaves again!

When the beating of your heart Echoes like the beating of the drums

Tomorrow will open And I will become human

What do you think you guys are doing?

It's a fight.

-Fight! -Fight!

-What? -Article 1, Clause 1 of Constitution.

The ghost world is a democratic republic.

Sovereignty resides with the ghosts.

-With ghosts. -With ghosts.

And all ghosts are created equal.

But you fancy only Yu-ri.

-Only Yu-ri. -Only Yu-ri.

He means that you favor her, not fancy.

-What? -Favor.

Fancy means...

Forget it.

No, that doesn't matter.

It makes no sense that only Yu-ri became a human!

We can't take this anymore.

So we are going to protest.

-It's a protest. -It's a protest.

A protest, my foot.

You guys lost your mind and cursed the deities out.

I bet you can't wait to go up there.

-Where are my bells? Where are they? -My gosh.

Where did they go?

Don't get cold feet.

She can't send us up there.

-What? -Really?

-I knew it. -Come on.