Navillera (나빌레라)

Deok-chul, wake up.

It's your show today.

Deok-chul.

Yes?

Goodness. Wake up.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Do you recognize me?

Who am I?

Don't startle him.

Deok-chul.

Excuse me.

Do you know me?

Let's go to the hospital.

Okay. I'll call a cab.

NEUROPSYCHIATRIST PARK JEONG-EUM

Has he been taking his prescribed medication on time?

Yes.

Anything else other than cognitive disorder?

Hallucinations or delusions?

I don't think so.

That's a relief then.

Let's get a checkup

and then see if he needs to up his doses.

There may be side effects,

and the amount should be enough for his guardian to manage.

Let's get a checkup first

then meet again when the results come out.

Don't worry too much.

-Thank you. -No problem.

Deok-chul, let's go.

Where are we going this time?

-Mom, wait outside with him. -Okay.

Jeong-eum.

-Yes? -Would it be possible

for him to perform

in front of an audience?

Right.

I'm afraid he won't be able to perform.

We should head home.

We should let Chae-rok know as soon as possible.

Honey, do you remember what you used to do?

Sorry?

Well…

Let's see…

-Let's take him to the studio. -What?

Maybe it'll help jog his memory.

He practiced day and night.

Let's go.

Come on.

Mom.

FINALE

THE MAN WHO WILL SOAR SIM DEOK-CHUL

Mom, I'm performing today.

HWANG YE-WON NOVEMBER 1, 1974 - JANUARY 20, 2016

After this, I'll be entering a competition.

Dad's coming today too.

Are you watching from above?

So this is where you practiced.

This place…

I used to do ballet here.

You're right. Ballet.

I even filmed your documentary here.

"Documentary"?

You still have time, so slowly jog your memory.

Today is a very important day for you.

But…

I don't know what I did here

or who else was present.

I don't remember.

En bas. Lift your arm.

Lower your shoulders.

-Bring it down slowly. -That's me.

Slowly.

Put your feet closer. Tighten your inner thighs.

Lower your shoulders. Come down slowly.

Chae-rok.

Chae-rok?

Chae-rok.

Father!

-This is him. -Chae-rok.

-Chae-rok. -You can grab the bar.

Yes, I remember.

-I remember you, Chae-rok. -Do you?

What?

-Hae-nam. -You remember me too!

Father, what about me?

You're our youngest son, Seong-gwan.

-Father. -What about today's performance?

You're supposed to perform on stage today.

But…

I don't remember the moves.

It's all tangled up in my head.

-I should call Chae-rok. -No.

You should tell them yourself.

Chae-rok and the rest

have no idea and are waiting for you.

Tell them face to face that you're sick.

Tell them that you're sorry and grateful for everything.

I should do that.

KIM HEUNG-SIK BALLET COMPANY 2021 ANNUAL SHOW, NAVILLERA

Start with Plie.

Préparation and then demi-plie.

Port de bras. Grand plié.

Why isn't he coming?

ARE YOU ON YOUR WAY?

Grand plié. Sous-sous up.

You can take the piano.

What?

My gift to you since you've finally become human.

Aren't I so generous?

It was mine to begin with.

Forget it.

You don't want it?

No.

What are you scheming?

You'd better not ask me for a new one.

Why are you smiling?

What is this? I can't see through you.

See? You never know the most important part.

By the way, I don't see Mr. Sim.

SEONG-GWAN

Hello?

I had no idea.

Why didn't you tell me sooner?

I'm sorry.

I really am.

I remember doing ballet.

I also remember that I'll be performing today.

But other than that,

I don't quite remember.

Due to my illness,

I've only become a nuisance.

I'm truly sorry.

Mr. Sim, do you think you can perform?

I can't remember

parts of the choreography.

I knew

this was bound to happen one day.

But I didn't expect it to happen so soon.

I wanted to put on a great show

with Chae-rok.

But I ruined everything.

I'm sorry. I am so sorry.

The show will begin in a few hours.

What should we do?

We should still get ready.

Seung-joo.

We don't have much time to rehearse and prepare.

I'll tell the dancers to rehearse.

Let's go.

Then Chae-rok will perform alone.

Mr. Ki.

I can't do it alone.

Mr. Sim.

What's my name?

Lee Chae-rok.

My ballet instructor.

You recognize me. You can do this.

No. I can't, Chae-rok.

I can't perform in this state. It won't be perfect.

I'm really okay. Don't mind me.

I made a promise.

I won't let go of your hand.

As long as you are with me and recognize me,

I'll teach you ballet anytime.

Thank you, Chae-rok.

Listen carefully.

Even if it's not perfect, your body will remember.

The memory is still inside you.

We'll split the choreography into parts.

You can do it.

That's what I taught you.

Do you trust me?

Put your trust in me, and let's do this.

I said no. Don't be stubborn.

My heart breaks for him too.

But how will he perform when he can't even remember?

I'll make it work at all costs.

Just trust me on this.

This isn't about trust!

Remember what you said?

You didn't want me to sit in the audience.

I feel the same way.

I don't want him sitting in the audience either.

This can't be the end for him.

He should at least perform on stage.

Please.

-Chae-rok. -Mr. Sim.

Let's go on stage together.

What?

Chae-rok.

You can do it, Mr. Sim.

Thank you.

Deok-chul, you can do it. Okay?

Dad.

Let's take my car.

How come?

We're going to see Grandpa, so we should take Bungbung.

He'd love that. Let's do that.