Exhuma (파묘)

Miss, we'll be landing soon.

Would you like a glass of the same wine?

No, that's okay.

By the way,

I'm Korean.

Is that so? My apologies.

Have a comfortable flight.

The chairman's main business is real estate.

He owns a ton of land in Korea and has investments here too.

You know, he's one of those people born into money.

The filthy rich ones.

How am I supposed to trust them?

You should have considered my opinion too.

These are totally different circumstances.

I don't get it.

Just do whatever you want.

We've calmed him down with sedatives,

but he hasn't stopped crying since birth.

All top doctors here have examined him,

but he's medically sound.

So we've heard.

My apologies, but could we have the room to ourselves?

Pardon?

There must be others with the same condition in your family.

His father...

and his grandfather.

Is she talking about Ji-yong and his father?

Those expressions...

Yes.

...changing from suspicion

to shock.

They live in the light and look towards bright spaces.

Bright lights are needed in the world for us to see.

And people only believe in things they can see and touch.

A world with bright lights.

And the back side of it.

People have known of the beings living in the darkness for a long time

and have called them by many names.

Ghosts, devils, goblins, ghouls...

These beings constantly envy and long for the light,

and just occasionally

would cross the line.

That's when people ask for me.

Yin and Yang.

Science and superstition.

I exist between them.

I am Shaman Lee Hwa-rim.

My wife told me you'd be coming.

I'm Park Ji-yong.

My brother committed suicide in the mental ward.

Then it began with me,

and now...

my newborn son.

When I close my eyes, I hear screaming.

And a sensation of being choked.

Firstborns and tainted blood...

Normally, genetics are initially blamed,

then the land their house is built on, and finally, they move to a new place.

Shadow...

I saw a shadow here as soon as I arrived.

It's pressing down on its descendants.

It's likely the shadow of your grandfather.

My grandfather?

We refer to it as the Grave's Calling.

Simply put, it's one of your ancestors throwing a tantrum in their grave.

Are you certain?

Yes, 100%.

Then what do I have to do?

You've got to spend money and hire people.

I can't do this on my own. We'll have to work with experts.

Damn it.

Why are they the only ones I can think of?

- Exhumation! - Exhumation!

How dare you stare at your ancestor's awakening!

I'm sorry.

Come on, let's go.

- One, two, three! - Three!

No sign of water.

I'm sorry for waking you up.

It's very clean.

Nice and fragrant.

This coffin is stuffed.

Man, oh man.

I told them not to put any metals inside for her sake.

Chairman Kim.

I've settled on the plots for your mother and ancestors, haven't I?

Yes, that's correct.

And you're all healthy and business is good, yes?

Yes, thanks to you.

No matter how I look at it,

this is one of the finest plots I've seen in my 40-year career.

It's got all the five elements right here, see?

It really does, all right?

I really gave you a good deal.

Right, I'm sure.

So set aside your worry.

Do the right thing and re-bury her.

It must be the right call if you say so.

But why does she keep showing up in my kids' dreams?

Even my wife said she's been seeing her.

Mr. Ko!

What's taking so long?

I'm starving.

I'm hungry too, and so is she.

Look, someone shrouded her without checking.

- Does the count look good? - Yes.

Good.

Someone has the old lady's teeth.

Who took the old lady's dentures?

Did you take Grandma's teeth?

Sang-hyun.

The thing in your closet, was that her teeth?

Why would you...

All her stuff was burned,

and now she's gone.

Dad.

I just wanted something that was hers...

Kid, your grandma says she's hungry.

Let's return it to her.

What about me then?

What do I remember her by?

There's nothing left of her.

Sang-hyun, right?

Sang-hyun, your grandma will always be by your side.

Bloodline.

People that remain tied even in death.

A group that shares the same genes and physical and mental attributes.

When a person's body finishes its cycle, it turns into dirt and earth.

As we drink from that dirt and walk on that earth,

we live, die, and are reborn in a cyclical nature.

In other words, the dirt and earth connect and cycle everything.

All the skeptics can fuck off.

To the top 1%, feng shui is a religion and science.

And I'm a feng shui expert.

I find and plot the land for the dead and the living.

I am Geomancer Kim Sang-duk.

Noble Funeral Home

Many domestic companies see the current economic situation

as a prolonged downturn.

According to the findings...

Let it cook, will you?

I can't wait that long. One grill is plenty.

Be honest, Mr. Kim.

Was that really a pristine plot today?

Hey, watch what you say.

They're my regulars.

It looked like it was facing the North quite awkwardly,

and the aura of the site felt really quite off.

Why don't you become a geomancer yourself, now?

If you think you know so well, you should go on your own.

So I've been doing some thinking.

An average of 250,000 people die every year in our country,

and 30% of them get buried.

Imagine how many people have been buried in good plots

since the Joseon era in this tiny country.

So how can there still be so many pristine plots around?

- It just doesn't make sense... - That plot...

was a 65 out of 100.

Right, it wasn't a 100.

They're drying up. There aren't any more.

Funeral directors like you are hired by corporations,

and men like me who sell plots just poke around construction sites.

It's all over. We're the last ones standing.

Have a drink.

Hold on, they're here already.

You came so early.

It's been a while.

- Good evening. - Hey, there.

Goodness, I could smell the pine mushrooms all the way in Seoul.

- I just had to bring myself. - He ate all of them.

What are you talking about?

- Have you been well? - Come on in.

Sorry for not calling often.

It can't be helped if you're busy.

By the way, Bong-gil. Your looks have gotten better.

You really think so?

Don't even mention it.

The ladies all want him around. It's inflating his ego.

How long has it been? Three years?

Yes, time really flies.

How's business lately?

So-so, you know. It's off-season.

Which is why I brought...

Wait a minute, I...

Mr. Ko, do you smell that?

What smell? Perhaps this?

That's right, I smell dough.

Jeez.

I tried my best to hide it.

You got me.

- Spill it already. What is it? - We got you just right.

You gentlemen clue in so quickly.

We visited a strange family in the US upon a request from a doctor friend.

The family of Mr. Park Ji-yong.

The patriarch is a Korean national,

but everyone else including Mr. Park are American citizens.

- They're apparently... - Filthy rich.

That's a good start.

All the firstborns are haunted, including a newborn.

They held out long enough.