Lies (1999) Movie Script
SHINCINE PRODUCTIONS PRESENTS
WITH KOREA PICTURES
A SHINCINE COMMUNICATIONS
PRODUCTION
THIS FILM IS BASED ON THE NOVEL
BY JANG JUNG-IL,
BANNED AS "PORNOGRAPHIC"
SOON AFTER PUBLICATION
Your script is about
being possessed?
Right.
That's the core of the film
So this spirit...
If we let it take over...
maybe we can see God.
In other words,
maybe reach a level
of purification.
Furthermore...
the content of this script...
provides people with fantasy.
Fantasy does good,
mentally and physically.
I guess that's what
this film is about.
That's terrific!
Starring
LEE Song-Hyun
And KIM Tae-Yeon
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER:
PARK Keon-Seop
DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY:
KIM Woo-Hyung
DIRECTOR OF SOUND:
LEE Young-Kir
DIGITAL VIDEO ARTIST:
KIM Yong-Gyun
EDITOR: PARK Gok-Ji
ART DIRECTOR: KIM Myeong-Kyeong
MUSIC BY: DAL PALAN
SOUND MIXER:
KIM Suk-Won (BLUE CAP)
CO-EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS:
KIM Moo-Ryung...
and JANG Soon-Seong
BASED ON THE NOVEL BY:
JANG Jung-II
SCREENPLAY BY: JANG Sun-Woo
COPRODUCER: Jonathan H. KIM
PRODUCED BY: SHIN Chul
DIRECTED BY: JANG Sun-Woo
LIES
I'm on my way to him.
Just to make love.
To give him everything.
I lied to get out of the house.
I said I was going to Woori's.
The library might have been
a better excuse.
Woori means "we".
It's also my friend's name.
Her full name is...
Ko Woori.
"J" says it sounds
like a dog's name.
Like a chihuahua.
Thanks to Woori,
I got to know J.
Woori used to
have good grades.
Then she got fed up
with studying.
She fell in love
with J's sculptures.
I'm not going to college.
Your parents must be furious.
J only finished
elementary school.
In comparison,
I've had too much education.
Her father owns
an abandoned mill.
Woori wants to drop out
and make sculptures there.
Just like J.
Why don't you call him?
Are you kidding?
I couldn't.
So I decided
to call him myself.
For Woori's sake.
But on the phone,
his voice was so sexy.
I couldn't resist...
saying to him,
"I want to fuck you."
The more we talked...
I found myself...
getting wetter and wetter.
She isn't coming.
Maybe "Y" was pulling my leg.
Maybe she thinks
we went too far on the phone.
I'll wait until five,
no longer.
Maybe it's for the best.
I don't need
the frustration of a virgin
She's only 18!
I'm 20 years older than her!
It could turn out
disappointing.
Phone sex is one thing, but...
Are you Y?
Yes, I'm Y.
Sorry, the train was late.
You must be tired.
I wondered what you'd look like.
Me, too.
Frankly...
the idea of stripping naked...
makes me nervous.
There are a lot of nude scenes.
I know, but... being naked?
It's not like I'll be
on my honeymoon.
It's embarrassing.
I wonder how I'll deal with it.
It's awkward.
But when you accepted
the role...
you must have thought...
you could handle it?
Yeah.
Who cares? I'll do it.
I'll just do it.
I won't be shy. I'll just do it.
Forget my feelings.
I'll just try.
I can do it.
Tomorrow,
I might have second thoughts.
But I'm sure
I can play this part.
If not, it would be a waste.
The film couldn't be made.
The crew would be let down.
I must do a good job.
How does it feel?
Good.
Keep undressing me.
Please make me feel good.
Don't Stop!
You know what
we're about to do, right?
Thanks for coming.
I'm happy to be here.
They're hard to unbutton.
That's it.
THE FIRST HOLE
That feels good.
My head is spinning.
Move over.
Does it smell bad?
No, it doesn't smell.
Odd. They say
the devil has no smell.
Maybe she's the devil
in disguise.
What?
Something big
is touching my thigh.
Touch it.
Stroke it slowly.
I didn't think
it would be this hard and big...
and slippery.
- I'm going in.
- Wait.
I want to look at it.
The sweetest thing
I ever smelled.
You want to suck it?
I don't want to start
with oral sex.
Come on, this way.
Come on, take it in.
It hurts.
Just a bit more.
Relax...
THE SECOND HOLE
THE THIRD HOLE
Just like a spring flower.
It's blooming.
Are you sure you can do this?
Ok. Get ready...
I'm going in.
Think of my dick as shit.
That will make it easier.
You can do it...
Just a little more...
THE INTERVIEW
Why was it so important...
to lose your virginity
before graduating?
Because of my sisters.
Sisters?
My oldest sister
committed suicide.
She was raped.
Traumatized for a year.
Then she hanged herself.
- My other sister...
- Suicide, too?
No, but was raped by
some low-life...
at a bowling center
where she worked.
Oddly enough, she married
the asshole and moved to Brazil.
They're actually happy.
I wanted to choose
my first sexual partner...
instead of being raped
before turning 20.
So why me?
I considered giving
my virginity to Woori.
During a school trip...
I fooled around with her.
We often sleep together.
But I threw up when
her finger got inside of me.
I'll get you for that.
- Put your shoes on,
- I'm trying.
- Hurry up!
- Ok. Ok.
Let's go.
My bag...
Is your wife
doing well in Paris?
Yeah.
Does she like Paris?
I don't think so.
It's tough studying abroad.
Nobody suspects we're lovers.
Can I sit near you?
People will get ideas.
It's me, Y.
Did you get home ok?
It was so great with you.
But when I got home...
How could you do that to me?
Come on, get up!
You've ruined everything!
I told you before.
I wanted J to be my first.
Cut!
I feel better.
Woori and I made up.
How?
She apologized...
and gave me a present.
Some Calvin Klein
underwear.
I saw her at lunch break.
She wanted all the details.
She asked how it felt.
If I groaned, if it hurt.
What else did you do?
He took me from behind.
You let him do that?
Woori is really jealous.
I'm glad you're friends again.
How are you? Any problems?
It still hurts,
but I'm all right.
I'll kiss it all better.
Undress.
What are you wearing?
A red shirt...
the white panties
Woori gave me...
and white socks.
Nice.
First, take your socks off.
I love the smell.
Sock marks are so sexy.
Y and J talk sex for an hour.
They've done this before,
but now they know each other...
so it's entirely different.
THE SECOND MEETING
Come on in!
They weren't married!
How do you know?
I see everything.
Add some pepper.
Pepper?
Gives it more flavor.
Ma'am...
you shouldn't be
eating out here.
Why not?
Customers will go
someplace else.
That was my first impression.
But it's good. Want some?
No, thanks.
I want to see it.
Take your time.
I missed it so much.
- As long as you like.
- So cute, but weird.
I can't stop thinking about it.
I could cut it off
and take it with me!
Lick me!
My legs are drenched!
This is the best!
It feels so good!
That's how it began
with his wife.
A simple slapping of the ass.
Later escalating
into violent whipping.
His wife was able
to bear the belt.
But one day,
he suggested spanking her
with a washboard...
and then displaying
her body in a gallery.
That's why she left
to study in Paris.
What's sirloin? Beef or pork?
Beef.
Then I'll have sirloin.
We'll have the sirloin.
How many portions?
Three?
One will be enough.
- Two is the minimum order.
- Soju or beer?
I prefer soju.
- Soju, please.
- lf you say so.
I don't care what people think.
That's the way to get respect.
That woman was polite only
because we aren't afraid.
Here, since you like
meat so much.
Don't drink so fast.
Too big a shock to the system.
I'll slow down.
How will you burn off
all these calories?
- By giving you a good whipping!
- Really?
Then eat up!
Many women couldn't stand it.
I can.
Am I a pervert?
A real pervert
wouldn't ask that.
I don't mind if you are.
Too many hypocrites,
proper on the outside...
but filthy inside.
You're not like that.
So do what you want.
I love you.
I love getting beaten.
My ass is killing me.
But it's so great!
Did you see J yesterday?
How far did you go this time?
Really?
Can I touch it?
She seemed envious.
I feel sorry for her.
It's as if I've stolen you.
Don't think like that.
I think it would be better...
to keep your distance from her.
I'm with Woori now.
At her place.
Do you want to talk to her?
No, what for?
I'll put her on.
Don't do that...
Hello?
What else did Y tell you?
Now that I hear your voice...
I could die this moment.
Would a condemned person
sound any different?
Woori thinks she loves J.
But she doesn't know
what love is.
It's easy for others
but not for her.
THE THIRD OR FOURTH MEETING
How did the exam go?
I don't know. Nothing special.
Have you thought about college?
Not in Seoul.
Somewhere closer to home.
I probably won't make it
into Statistics.
So I'll go
for Computer Programming.
It's hard to qualify
for Statistics?
Yes, but it really
doesn't matter.
So I've heard.
And after your degree?
Teach computing...
or become a civil servant.
What's the use in talking
about this crap?
In front of the hotel?
No, across the street.
Here.
This is fine.
What do I owe?
3,200 won.
Like it?
That's it. I'm coming.
Was it good?
Great.
Now lick my pussy.
Come on.
I'm your puppy.
Deep...
Deeper...
Rub it with your nose.
I can't find it.
Now lick my ass.
That tickles.
How is it?
Why aren't you licking my ass?
Up a bit more.
Wow, this smell kills me!
- You like the smell of shit?
- I love it!
Move your ass up.
Hold on.
Let me whip you.
Ok. What did you bring?
- How do you want me?
- Turn around.
Face down.
Bring your ass up.
Now, like a triangle.
- Head down.
- But I want to watch.
It's thin. It will leave
deep marks on your skin.
Should I use something else?
You can cry and scream...
But if your ass drops
or you try to protect it...
I'll beat you to death.
- I won't cry.
- Sure?
Go ahead. Whip me.
I won't let my ass drop.
Higher!
Here we go.
- You ok?
- I'm fine.
You ok? Does it hurt?
I love you.
I love you.
J whips her 35 times
to match her hip size.
Y moves her hips
back and forth.
But never drops down
or tries to protect her ass.
J gets harder
and Y gets wetter.
AFTER SEVERAL CLIMAXES
AND DINNER MORE SEX
Harder!
- I can't.
- Tired?
No more...
Try harder!
More!
Hello.
Yes, all right.
We'll be out soon.
Come on, hurry up!
The front desk again.
It's checkout time.
I'm checking out.
Sign here, please.
- Sorry for being late.
- Never mind.
Thanks.
- Have a good day, sir.
- Thanks. Bye.
Oh, sir...
Haven't seen much of your work
lately?
I'm not doing much these days.
Honey, this is J,
a fellow sculptor.
Nice to meet you.
- Let's keep in touch.
- Yes.
Is he that important?
What have we done wrong?
Why are you so nervous?
You're such a coward.
What do you want to do?
After lunch,
we'll still have two hours.
Let's go somewhere.
Hello.
Is that you?
Yeah, you called?
Several times.
Even to your mother's.
What's the matter?
Good news.
My professor recommended
my work to the Biennale.
Really? And you've been there
only two years.
Congratulations.
I need your help
with the concept.
Please come to Paris
and help me.
Can't you do it alone?
Alone.
What?
The line's going bad.
I'll call you later.
Even your calves
have been whipped!
It's ok.
I'm not in uniform anymore.
You really like being whipped?
I like whatever J does.
How's my ass? Does it look torn?
It's still a little bloody.
I'll put some ointment on it.
It burns!
SHILLA MOTEL
EAST TAEGU INN
PARADISE HOTEL
VILLA INN
According to the book,
they met at East Taegu station.
But it could have happened
in any city.
Hello?
Anyone here?
Hello?
Wait here.
Come on.
Sir, do you have any vacancies?
- How old are you?
- Twenty.
- Got some ID?
- Who carries ID these days?
Sorry, no rooms to minors.
We're under surveillance.
- Find another place.
- Let's go.
Goodbye, sir.
She really is 20.
- I'm 20.
- I assure you.
Sorry, they've been cracking
down on us lately.
Look at her. She's no minor.
Give us a room.
Ok, fill this out.
- Room number?
- 308.
I'm so sick of being taken
for a minor.
I know.
It's like being in a chalet.
Oh, the sunlight!
- Shall we skip the whipping?
- No way!
J's not a sadist.
True sadists hate intercourse.
J sees whipping
as a part of foreplay.
Knowing they're about
to spend 3 months apart,
J and Y are even more intense.
THREE MONTHS LATER
I should stay away.
I shouldn't call her.
J nearly didn't go back
to Seoul.
But he called Y
from Kimpo Airport...
then headed straight
to her college.
Here I am!
- Long time no see.
- You came back early.
- I missed you.
- I missed you, too.
You look exhausted.
I dropped my bags
and rushed right over.
Thinking of you,
I couldn't sleep on the plane.
Are my eyes red?
They're still beautiful.
Made many friends?
Not really.
Did you bring what I asked for?
Show me.
They weren't easy to find.
- See!
- Where did you find them?
On the hill behind campus.
I skipped class.
You're amazing.
Let's see.
Great. This one will do.
Undress and bend over.
- Let's try it.
- Ok.
- That hurt?
- Not at all.
- And that?
- A little.
- And this?
- Nothing.
- This?
- I love it.
And this?
That's great.
- And this?
- Nice.
- This?
- Yes!
Did it hurt that much?
Are you upset because
I didn't bring you a gift?
Would you marry me?
I can divorce.
If you divorce, I'll leave you.
My wife is fine in Paris.
Don't feel guilty.
You'll probably treat me
the same as your wife one day.
If you divorce her,
I'll never see you again.
What's the matter?
Did I whip you too hard?
We could exchange roles.
I just feel like crying.
It's just foreplay.
Exchanging roles
makes no difference.
How could I whip you?
You liked it
under the whip, right?
Not much.
I only did it for you.
Fine.
So do this for me.
I want you to whip me.
I can't.
Come on!
Ok.
If you drop
from this position...
or if you try to protect
your ass...
I'll give you double lashes.
You know the key number?
35 lashes.
It could be very painful.
Feel good?
Yeah.
Get up!
Come on!
Get up!
The branch broke.
We'll have to start over.
- Say "Yes, ma'am."
- Yes, ma'am.
How did Y tolerate
those terrible whippings?
J felt excruciating pain,
but also pleasure...
Like memories of childhood.
Look at the size of that!
Come without my permission,
and I'll whip you to death.
Yes, ma'am.
What's this?!
- Did I give you permission?
- No, ma'am.
You're punished.
We'll have to start over.
Say you love me.
I love you.
I love you.
Painful, wasn't it?
Turn around.
I'll wash it.
Your dick seemed even bigger
when I whipped you.
I thought it would
tear me apart.
- It hurt, didn't it?
- Yes, but oh so good.
- Gently there.
- It hurts a lot?
And here?
This is the worst spot.
It must have been unbearable.
This will sooth it
for the time being.
Blow on it.
A bandage, ok?
Gently.
Since you're in college,
I feel better about us.
Me, too.
I can see you more often.
My brother.
You were out all night.
Where were you?
I was... with my study group.
This is... our professor.
Don't end up like our sisters!
I've got my eye on you!
You look beautiful.
I couldn't breathe.
My heart's been beating so fast.
- Seoul's great.
- First time here?
Look at that.
You're so beautiful!
Y is the prettiest.
Prettier than any girl I saw
on the way home.
The prettiest girl
in the world.
- I've prepared lots of sticks.
- Really?
Whip me as much as you want.
Here's some coffee for us.
What's wrong?
Let me see.
Oh, my poor baby.
You made me spill it!
- Do you like whipping me?
- Only because you like it.
- And if I told you to stop?
- Stop?
Then what else would give me
so much excitement?
I want it so badly
my underarms sting!
Is it that good?
It's a high! And at times,
I just feel like a mother.
My baby...
How horrible! You're young,
and I keep getting older.
I'm scared of losing you
while I'm away.
I want to show you something.
I want to...
tattoo you right here.
What about "You are mine"?
J IS RETURNING TO PARIS
AT THE INVITATION OF
THE FRENCH FINE ART ASSOCIATION
I'm sorry! I just couldn't
get away from the group.
The seniors wouldn't let me go.
Never mind. I have to go.
Please stop pouting.
Are you still angry?
I won't move.
Are you still angry?
It's all my fault.
Can I make it up to you?
What in the hell!
This is the ladies room!
You're crazy!
- Look.
- It's almost gone.
You should have done it deeper.
You cried that it hurt
too much.
I didn't cry.
I want to say good-bye to it.
It won't open!
MY DEAR WIFE, PLEASE BEAT ME
It's no good.
You have to whip me.
Here. Come on.
Whip me!
- Don't start that up again!
- Come on. Whip me.
Yes! Harder! More! More!
Harder!
More!
Honey, whip me.
Whip me!
Why are you like this?
- Stop it!
- I beg you!
Please, whip me!
- Stop it!
- I beg you.
Is something wrong?
Do I tell you or not?
Tell me what?
While you were away,
I gave a blow job
to an old man.
What?
Why?
I just wanted to do an old man.
- I'm not an old man?
- You weren't here.
You were with your wife.
I felt sorry for myself.
This professor kept inviting me
for a drink.
So I suggested going
to his place.
We drank whiskey
and watched videos.
He made up a bed for me.
I pulled down his pants
and blew him.
Shit!
Why the hell did you do that?!
No reason.
I was bad.
You should punish me.
Right. Undress and bend over.
The pain is so weird.
Hands down!
Or you'll get double!
Hands down!
- I can't stand it!
- Back in place!
Or I'll beat you to death!
Hands down!
Keep your ass up!
Hands down!
Stop. I need to go...
Hold on.
- I'm going to shit.
- Hold it in.
Suck it!
Suck!
Hold it in your mouth.
Don't swallow.
Now in his mouth...
J reflects that shit
is disgusting...
because it has no taste.
Not sweet.
Not bitter. Not salty.
Not spicy.
No taste at all.
Tasting shit
made my heart beat so fast.
Now I know you really love me.
No one else would eat my shit.
Y, don't you want to sign?
And be just one in a million?
I'd prefer a country that
respects each individual voice.
Well said! Where did you get
such a beautiful idea?
ONE MILLION NAMES AGAINSGOLF COURSES IN NATIONAL PARKS
By the time J got home,
his house had already
burnt down.
A neighbor reported...
seeing a guy on a motorcycle
hanging around.
J said nothing to the police...
about the guy's identity.
Excuse me...
do you know Y?
No, I'm sorry.
She's a Statistics major.
Y called two weeks later.
Y!
Where have you been?
Your mother must be
fond of your wife.
Your wife's name is "G"?
Every time I phoned...
your mother shouted,
"Is this G? Is that you, G?"
It upset me. I couldn't speak.
So I just hung up.
It's ok.
What's this?
What happened?
I left home.
I finally escaped.
We'd better get inside.
Let's go.
Woori ratted on us.
My brother forced her.
She told him all about us.
Oh, yeah?
Well, my house burnt down.
What?
All the sticks
are just ashes now.
What will we do?
- First prepare new sticks!
- Lots of them!
Yes, lots of them.
"Flesh is fantasy..."
"Flesh... Fantasy..."
We decided to have
no more home.
I didn't look for a new house.
Y left family
and college behind.
Every motel in the country
became our love nest.
I used up my cash
and credit cards.
I begged money from
acquaintances in every city.
We needed only four walls
around us to make love.
Sometimes Y didn't whip J,
or she stopped halfway,
saying she wasn't up to it.
When that happened,
J begged for more.
- I don't feel good.
- Please, whip me.
Stop! What's wrong with you?
Please, whip me!
Please!
Don't undress! It's cold.
Just whip me!
Come on!
Like I whip you! Come on!
I'm your slave!
Punish me!
I'm your slave! Punish me!
You poor fool...
Come here!
Come on, whip me.
Remember when...
Hey! Listen!
You tattooed my thigh.
- I want to tattoo you here.
- Ok.
I'll do it better.
I'll cut deeper.
- Sure?
- Yes.
"My... love"
Looks great.
Be gentle.
Keep still.
Don't move.
- I love you, Y.
- Almost done.
It hurts so much.
I love you.
It's killing me.
Hold on. It's almost done.
I love you, Y.
Me, too.
"My love"
I love you, Y.
I love you.
Come on.
There's all this wood.
- Look at this one.
- Clean it off.
Look at that!
Bring over the one
with the nail.
Excited?
Shit! Can't people live
without working?
Let's get out of here.
And if I got beaten
with the stick from a hoe?
You'd die.
All right.
Ok. Bye.
- I finally got rid of him.
- What?
I can go back home.
My brother died in a crash.
Y said she
had been responsible.
Each time she and J left
a motel, Y told Woori the name.
Woori always told the motel
name to Y's brother.
This was Y's way...
of keeping her brother
on the trail...
but always one frustrating
step behind.
Finally, he had
the fatal crash.
I stared at that motorcycle
for ages...
thinking how best to sabotage
it so that it would crash.
I can go back to college now.
What?
I'm going home.
What does that mean?
It means I'm going home.
You're going home now?
But what will I do?
What will I do?
I don't know.
What about me?
What will I do now?
THE HOE STICK
Can't you answer it?
Just a minute.
J, it's for you.
It's for you!
Y called J a few months
after he went back to Paris.
Not from Korea,
but from Charles de Gaulle.
At the airport?
Don't move!
Don't go anywhere!
Y!
J!
What are you doing here?
I've missed you.
You don't know how much
I've missed you.
I'm moving to Brazil.
To my sister's.
I passed through Paris
just to see you.
We'll talk on the way.
It's fine.
- I missed you.
- Me, too.
Where's the bathroom?
Over there, I guess.
- Can I come?
- Hold on.
- I have something for you.
- I can't wait.
What's taking so long?
I'm coming!
Y!
J once asked Y about
her school uniform.
He said how fantastic to be
beaten by Y in her uniform.
Y hasn't forgotten.
Is this what you wanted?
You brought it!
Come here.
- I love you.
- Me, too.
Please beat me with it.
Beat me.
Go ahead.
Will you be ok?
- Ready?
- Ready.
Ok?
Yes.
Get up!
Harder!
More!
- Say you love me!
- I love you!
Get up!
- I love you.
- Get up!
Get up!
I love you, Y.
I love you.
Get up!
Y had no other luggage
with her.
What else would
an innocent angel need?
Just a school uniform
with little wings.
And the stick
that makes everyone happy.
The following morning...
Y left for Brazil.
Without having stopped
to eat or drink.
That was the last time
I saw my angel.
My wife saw "My Love"
on my thigh.
She asked me who
it referred to.
And I began to lie.
Translation:
SUNG Ji-Won - Tyler KIM
KIM Woo-Hyung - Tony RAYNS
Processed by: L.V.T. - Paris
WITH KOREA PICTURES
A SHINCINE COMMUNICATIONS
PRODUCTION
THIS FILM IS BASED ON THE NOVEL
BY JANG JUNG-IL,
BANNED AS "PORNOGRAPHIC"
SOON AFTER PUBLICATION
Your script is about
being possessed?
Right.
That's the core of the film
So this spirit...
If we let it take over...
maybe we can see God.
In other words,
maybe reach a level
of purification.
Furthermore...
the content of this script...
provides people with fantasy.
Fantasy does good,
mentally and physically.
I guess that's what
this film is about.
That's terrific!
Starring
LEE Song-Hyun
And KIM Tae-Yeon
EXECUTIVE PRODUCER:
PARK Keon-Seop
DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY:
KIM Woo-Hyung
DIRECTOR OF SOUND:
LEE Young-Kir
DIGITAL VIDEO ARTIST:
KIM Yong-Gyun
EDITOR: PARK Gok-Ji
ART DIRECTOR: KIM Myeong-Kyeong
MUSIC BY: DAL PALAN
SOUND MIXER:
KIM Suk-Won (BLUE CAP)
CO-EXECUTIVE PRODUCERS:
KIM Moo-Ryung...
and JANG Soon-Seong
BASED ON THE NOVEL BY:
JANG Jung-II
SCREENPLAY BY: JANG Sun-Woo
COPRODUCER: Jonathan H. KIM
PRODUCED BY: SHIN Chul
DIRECTED BY: JANG Sun-Woo
LIES
I'm on my way to him.
Just to make love.
To give him everything.
I lied to get out of the house.
I said I was going to Woori's.
The library might have been
a better excuse.
Woori means "we".
It's also my friend's name.
Her full name is...
Ko Woori.
"J" says it sounds
like a dog's name.
Like a chihuahua.
Thanks to Woori,
I got to know J.
Woori used to
have good grades.
Then she got fed up
with studying.
She fell in love
with J's sculptures.
I'm not going to college.
Your parents must be furious.
J only finished
elementary school.
In comparison,
I've had too much education.
Her father owns
an abandoned mill.
Woori wants to drop out
and make sculptures there.
Just like J.
Why don't you call him?
Are you kidding?
I couldn't.
So I decided
to call him myself.
For Woori's sake.
But on the phone,
his voice was so sexy.
I couldn't resist...
saying to him,
"I want to fuck you."
The more we talked...
I found myself...
getting wetter and wetter.
She isn't coming.
Maybe "Y" was pulling my leg.
Maybe she thinks
we went too far on the phone.
I'll wait until five,
no longer.
Maybe it's for the best.
I don't need
the frustration of a virgin
She's only 18!
I'm 20 years older than her!
It could turn out
disappointing.
Phone sex is one thing, but...
Are you Y?
Yes, I'm Y.
Sorry, the train was late.
You must be tired.
I wondered what you'd look like.
Me, too.
Frankly...
the idea of stripping naked...
makes me nervous.
There are a lot of nude scenes.
I know, but... being naked?
It's not like I'll be
on my honeymoon.
It's embarrassing.
I wonder how I'll deal with it.
It's awkward.
But when you accepted
the role...
you must have thought...
you could handle it?
Yeah.
Who cares? I'll do it.
I'll just do it.
I won't be shy. I'll just do it.
Forget my feelings.
I'll just try.
I can do it.
Tomorrow,
I might have second thoughts.
But I'm sure
I can play this part.
If not, it would be a waste.
The film couldn't be made.
The crew would be let down.
I must do a good job.
How does it feel?
Good.
Keep undressing me.
Please make me feel good.
Don't Stop!
You know what
we're about to do, right?
Thanks for coming.
I'm happy to be here.
They're hard to unbutton.
That's it.
THE FIRST HOLE
That feels good.
My head is spinning.
Move over.
Does it smell bad?
No, it doesn't smell.
Odd. They say
the devil has no smell.
Maybe she's the devil
in disguise.
What?
Something big
is touching my thigh.
Touch it.
Stroke it slowly.
I didn't think
it would be this hard and big...
and slippery.
- I'm going in.
- Wait.
I want to look at it.
The sweetest thing
I ever smelled.
You want to suck it?
I don't want to start
with oral sex.
Come on, this way.
Come on, take it in.
It hurts.
Just a bit more.
Relax...
THE SECOND HOLE
THE THIRD HOLE
Just like a spring flower.
It's blooming.
Are you sure you can do this?
Ok. Get ready...
I'm going in.
Think of my dick as shit.
That will make it easier.
You can do it...
Just a little more...
THE INTERVIEW
Why was it so important...
to lose your virginity
before graduating?
Because of my sisters.
Sisters?
My oldest sister
committed suicide.
She was raped.
Traumatized for a year.
Then she hanged herself.
- My other sister...
- Suicide, too?
No, but was raped by
some low-life...
at a bowling center
where she worked.
Oddly enough, she married
the asshole and moved to Brazil.
They're actually happy.
I wanted to choose
my first sexual partner...
instead of being raped
before turning 20.
So why me?
I considered giving
my virginity to Woori.
During a school trip...
I fooled around with her.
We often sleep together.
But I threw up when
her finger got inside of me.
I'll get you for that.
- Put your shoes on,
- I'm trying.
- Hurry up!
- Ok. Ok.
Let's go.
My bag...
Is your wife
doing well in Paris?
Yeah.
Does she like Paris?
I don't think so.
It's tough studying abroad.
Nobody suspects we're lovers.
Can I sit near you?
People will get ideas.
It's me, Y.
Did you get home ok?
It was so great with you.
But when I got home...
How could you do that to me?
Come on, get up!
You've ruined everything!
I told you before.
I wanted J to be my first.
Cut!
I feel better.
Woori and I made up.
How?
She apologized...
and gave me a present.
Some Calvin Klein
underwear.
I saw her at lunch break.
She wanted all the details.
She asked how it felt.
If I groaned, if it hurt.
What else did you do?
He took me from behind.
You let him do that?
Woori is really jealous.
I'm glad you're friends again.
How are you? Any problems?
It still hurts,
but I'm all right.
I'll kiss it all better.
Undress.
What are you wearing?
A red shirt...
the white panties
Woori gave me...
and white socks.
Nice.
First, take your socks off.
I love the smell.
Sock marks are so sexy.
Y and J talk sex for an hour.
They've done this before,
but now they know each other...
so it's entirely different.
THE SECOND MEETING
Come on in!
They weren't married!
How do you know?
I see everything.
Add some pepper.
Pepper?
Gives it more flavor.
Ma'am...
you shouldn't be
eating out here.
Why not?
Customers will go
someplace else.
That was my first impression.
But it's good. Want some?
No, thanks.
I want to see it.
Take your time.
I missed it so much.
- As long as you like.
- So cute, but weird.
I can't stop thinking about it.
I could cut it off
and take it with me!
Lick me!
My legs are drenched!
This is the best!
It feels so good!
That's how it began
with his wife.
A simple slapping of the ass.
Later escalating
into violent whipping.
His wife was able
to bear the belt.
But one day,
he suggested spanking her
with a washboard...
and then displaying
her body in a gallery.
That's why she left
to study in Paris.
What's sirloin? Beef or pork?
Beef.
Then I'll have sirloin.
We'll have the sirloin.
How many portions?
Three?
One will be enough.
- Two is the minimum order.
- Soju or beer?
I prefer soju.
- Soju, please.
- lf you say so.
I don't care what people think.
That's the way to get respect.
That woman was polite only
because we aren't afraid.
Here, since you like
meat so much.
Don't drink so fast.
Too big a shock to the system.
I'll slow down.
How will you burn off
all these calories?
- By giving you a good whipping!
- Really?
Then eat up!
Many women couldn't stand it.
I can.
Am I a pervert?
A real pervert
wouldn't ask that.
I don't mind if you are.
Too many hypocrites,
proper on the outside...
but filthy inside.
You're not like that.
So do what you want.
I love you.
I love getting beaten.
My ass is killing me.
But it's so great!
Did you see J yesterday?
How far did you go this time?
Really?
Can I touch it?
She seemed envious.
I feel sorry for her.
It's as if I've stolen you.
Don't think like that.
I think it would be better...
to keep your distance from her.
I'm with Woori now.
At her place.
Do you want to talk to her?
No, what for?
I'll put her on.
Don't do that...
Hello?
What else did Y tell you?
Now that I hear your voice...
I could die this moment.
Would a condemned person
sound any different?
Woori thinks she loves J.
But she doesn't know
what love is.
It's easy for others
but not for her.
THE THIRD OR FOURTH MEETING
How did the exam go?
I don't know. Nothing special.
Have you thought about college?
Not in Seoul.
Somewhere closer to home.
I probably won't make it
into Statistics.
So I'll go
for Computer Programming.
It's hard to qualify
for Statistics?
Yes, but it really
doesn't matter.
So I've heard.
And after your degree?
Teach computing...
or become a civil servant.
What's the use in talking
about this crap?
In front of the hotel?
No, across the street.
Here.
This is fine.
What do I owe?
3,200 won.
Like it?
That's it. I'm coming.
Was it good?
Great.
Now lick my pussy.
Come on.
I'm your puppy.
Deep...
Deeper...
Rub it with your nose.
I can't find it.
Now lick my ass.
That tickles.
How is it?
Why aren't you licking my ass?
Up a bit more.
Wow, this smell kills me!
- You like the smell of shit?
- I love it!
Move your ass up.
Hold on.
Let me whip you.
Ok. What did you bring?
- How do you want me?
- Turn around.
Face down.
Bring your ass up.
Now, like a triangle.
- Head down.
- But I want to watch.
It's thin. It will leave
deep marks on your skin.
Should I use something else?
You can cry and scream...
But if your ass drops
or you try to protect it...
I'll beat you to death.
- I won't cry.
- Sure?
Go ahead. Whip me.
I won't let my ass drop.
Higher!
Here we go.
- You ok?
- I'm fine.
You ok? Does it hurt?
I love you.
I love you.
J whips her 35 times
to match her hip size.
Y moves her hips
back and forth.
But never drops down
or tries to protect her ass.
J gets harder
and Y gets wetter.
AFTER SEVERAL CLIMAXES
AND DINNER MORE SEX
Harder!
- I can't.
- Tired?
No more...
Try harder!
More!
Hello.
Yes, all right.
We'll be out soon.
Come on, hurry up!
The front desk again.
It's checkout time.
I'm checking out.
Sign here, please.
- Sorry for being late.
- Never mind.
Thanks.
- Have a good day, sir.
- Thanks. Bye.
Oh, sir...
Haven't seen much of your work
lately?
I'm not doing much these days.
Honey, this is J,
a fellow sculptor.
Nice to meet you.
- Let's keep in touch.
- Yes.
Is he that important?
What have we done wrong?
Why are you so nervous?
You're such a coward.
What do you want to do?
After lunch,
we'll still have two hours.
Let's go somewhere.
Hello.
Is that you?
Yeah, you called?
Several times.
Even to your mother's.
What's the matter?
Good news.
My professor recommended
my work to the Biennale.
Really? And you've been there
only two years.
Congratulations.
I need your help
with the concept.
Please come to Paris
and help me.
Can't you do it alone?
Alone.
What?
The line's going bad.
I'll call you later.
Even your calves
have been whipped!
It's ok.
I'm not in uniform anymore.
You really like being whipped?
I like whatever J does.
How's my ass? Does it look torn?
It's still a little bloody.
I'll put some ointment on it.
It burns!
SHILLA MOTEL
EAST TAEGU INN
PARADISE HOTEL
VILLA INN
According to the book,
they met at East Taegu station.
But it could have happened
in any city.
Hello?
Anyone here?
Hello?
Wait here.
Come on.
Sir, do you have any vacancies?
- How old are you?
- Twenty.
- Got some ID?
- Who carries ID these days?
Sorry, no rooms to minors.
We're under surveillance.
- Find another place.
- Let's go.
Goodbye, sir.
She really is 20.
- I'm 20.
- I assure you.
Sorry, they've been cracking
down on us lately.
Look at her. She's no minor.
Give us a room.
Ok, fill this out.
- Room number?
- 308.
I'm so sick of being taken
for a minor.
I know.
It's like being in a chalet.
Oh, the sunlight!
- Shall we skip the whipping?
- No way!
J's not a sadist.
True sadists hate intercourse.
J sees whipping
as a part of foreplay.
Knowing they're about
to spend 3 months apart,
J and Y are even more intense.
THREE MONTHS LATER
I should stay away.
I shouldn't call her.
J nearly didn't go back
to Seoul.
But he called Y
from Kimpo Airport...
then headed straight
to her college.
Here I am!
- Long time no see.
- You came back early.
- I missed you.
- I missed you, too.
You look exhausted.
I dropped my bags
and rushed right over.
Thinking of you,
I couldn't sleep on the plane.
Are my eyes red?
They're still beautiful.
Made many friends?
Not really.
Did you bring what I asked for?
Show me.
They weren't easy to find.
- See!
- Where did you find them?
On the hill behind campus.
I skipped class.
You're amazing.
Let's see.
Great. This one will do.
Undress and bend over.
- Let's try it.
- Ok.
- That hurt?
- Not at all.
- And that?
- A little.
- And this?
- Nothing.
- This?
- I love it.
And this?
That's great.
- And this?
- Nice.
- This?
- Yes!
Did it hurt that much?
Are you upset because
I didn't bring you a gift?
Would you marry me?
I can divorce.
If you divorce, I'll leave you.
My wife is fine in Paris.
Don't feel guilty.
You'll probably treat me
the same as your wife one day.
If you divorce her,
I'll never see you again.
What's the matter?
Did I whip you too hard?
We could exchange roles.
I just feel like crying.
It's just foreplay.
Exchanging roles
makes no difference.
How could I whip you?
You liked it
under the whip, right?
Not much.
I only did it for you.
Fine.
So do this for me.
I want you to whip me.
I can't.
Come on!
Ok.
If you drop
from this position...
or if you try to protect
your ass...
I'll give you double lashes.
You know the key number?
35 lashes.
It could be very painful.
Feel good?
Yeah.
Get up!
Come on!
Get up!
The branch broke.
We'll have to start over.
- Say "Yes, ma'am."
- Yes, ma'am.
How did Y tolerate
those terrible whippings?
J felt excruciating pain,
but also pleasure...
Like memories of childhood.
Look at the size of that!
Come without my permission,
and I'll whip you to death.
Yes, ma'am.
What's this?!
- Did I give you permission?
- No, ma'am.
You're punished.
We'll have to start over.
Say you love me.
I love you.
I love you.
Painful, wasn't it?
Turn around.
I'll wash it.
Your dick seemed even bigger
when I whipped you.
I thought it would
tear me apart.
- It hurt, didn't it?
- Yes, but oh so good.
- Gently there.
- It hurts a lot?
And here?
This is the worst spot.
It must have been unbearable.
This will sooth it
for the time being.
Blow on it.
A bandage, ok?
Gently.
Since you're in college,
I feel better about us.
Me, too.
I can see you more often.
My brother.
You were out all night.
Where were you?
I was... with my study group.
This is... our professor.
Don't end up like our sisters!
I've got my eye on you!
You look beautiful.
I couldn't breathe.
My heart's been beating so fast.
- Seoul's great.
- First time here?
Look at that.
You're so beautiful!
Y is the prettiest.
Prettier than any girl I saw
on the way home.
The prettiest girl
in the world.
- I've prepared lots of sticks.
- Really?
Whip me as much as you want.
Here's some coffee for us.
What's wrong?
Let me see.
Oh, my poor baby.
You made me spill it!
- Do you like whipping me?
- Only because you like it.
- And if I told you to stop?
- Stop?
Then what else would give me
so much excitement?
I want it so badly
my underarms sting!
Is it that good?
It's a high! And at times,
I just feel like a mother.
My baby...
How horrible! You're young,
and I keep getting older.
I'm scared of losing you
while I'm away.
I want to show you something.
I want to...
tattoo you right here.
What about "You are mine"?
J IS RETURNING TO PARIS
AT THE INVITATION OF
THE FRENCH FINE ART ASSOCIATION
I'm sorry! I just couldn't
get away from the group.
The seniors wouldn't let me go.
Never mind. I have to go.
Please stop pouting.
Are you still angry?
I won't move.
Are you still angry?
It's all my fault.
Can I make it up to you?
What in the hell!
This is the ladies room!
You're crazy!
- Look.
- It's almost gone.
You should have done it deeper.
You cried that it hurt
too much.
I didn't cry.
I want to say good-bye to it.
It won't open!
MY DEAR WIFE, PLEASE BEAT ME
It's no good.
You have to whip me.
Here. Come on.
Whip me!
- Don't start that up again!
- Come on. Whip me.
Yes! Harder! More! More!
Harder!
More!
Honey, whip me.
Whip me!
Why are you like this?
- Stop it!
- I beg you!
Please, whip me!
- Stop it!
- I beg you.
Is something wrong?
Do I tell you or not?
Tell me what?
While you were away,
I gave a blow job
to an old man.
What?
Why?
I just wanted to do an old man.
- I'm not an old man?
- You weren't here.
You were with your wife.
I felt sorry for myself.
This professor kept inviting me
for a drink.
So I suggested going
to his place.
We drank whiskey
and watched videos.
He made up a bed for me.
I pulled down his pants
and blew him.
Shit!
Why the hell did you do that?!
No reason.
I was bad.
You should punish me.
Right. Undress and bend over.
The pain is so weird.
Hands down!
Or you'll get double!
Hands down!
- I can't stand it!
- Back in place!
Or I'll beat you to death!
Hands down!
Keep your ass up!
Hands down!
Stop. I need to go...
Hold on.
- I'm going to shit.
- Hold it in.
Suck it!
Suck!
Hold it in your mouth.
Don't swallow.
Now in his mouth...
J reflects that shit
is disgusting...
because it has no taste.
Not sweet.
Not bitter. Not salty.
Not spicy.
No taste at all.
Tasting shit
made my heart beat so fast.
Now I know you really love me.
No one else would eat my shit.
Y, don't you want to sign?
And be just one in a million?
I'd prefer a country that
respects each individual voice.
Well said! Where did you get
such a beautiful idea?
ONE MILLION NAMES AGAINSGOLF COURSES IN NATIONAL PARKS
By the time J got home,
his house had already
burnt down.
A neighbor reported...
seeing a guy on a motorcycle
hanging around.
J said nothing to the police...
about the guy's identity.
Excuse me...
do you know Y?
No, I'm sorry.
She's a Statistics major.
Y called two weeks later.
Y!
Where have you been?
Your mother must be
fond of your wife.
Your wife's name is "G"?
Every time I phoned...
your mother shouted,
"Is this G? Is that you, G?"
It upset me. I couldn't speak.
So I just hung up.
It's ok.
What's this?
What happened?
I left home.
I finally escaped.
We'd better get inside.
Let's go.
Woori ratted on us.
My brother forced her.
She told him all about us.
Oh, yeah?
Well, my house burnt down.
What?
All the sticks
are just ashes now.
What will we do?
- First prepare new sticks!
- Lots of them!
Yes, lots of them.
"Flesh is fantasy..."
"Flesh... Fantasy..."
We decided to have
no more home.
I didn't look for a new house.
Y left family
and college behind.
Every motel in the country
became our love nest.
I used up my cash
and credit cards.
I begged money from
acquaintances in every city.
We needed only four walls
around us to make love.
Sometimes Y didn't whip J,
or she stopped halfway,
saying she wasn't up to it.
When that happened,
J begged for more.
- I don't feel good.
- Please, whip me.
Stop! What's wrong with you?
Please, whip me!
Please!
Don't undress! It's cold.
Just whip me!
Come on!
Like I whip you! Come on!
I'm your slave!
Punish me!
I'm your slave! Punish me!
You poor fool...
Come here!
Come on, whip me.
Remember when...
Hey! Listen!
You tattooed my thigh.
- I want to tattoo you here.
- Ok.
I'll do it better.
I'll cut deeper.
- Sure?
- Yes.
"My... love"
Looks great.
Be gentle.
Keep still.
Don't move.
- I love you, Y.
- Almost done.
It hurts so much.
I love you.
It's killing me.
Hold on. It's almost done.
I love you, Y.
Me, too.
"My love"
I love you, Y.
I love you.
Come on.
There's all this wood.
- Look at this one.
- Clean it off.
Look at that!
Bring over the one
with the nail.
Excited?
Shit! Can't people live
without working?
Let's get out of here.
And if I got beaten
with the stick from a hoe?
You'd die.
All right.
Ok. Bye.
- I finally got rid of him.
- What?
I can go back home.
My brother died in a crash.
Y said she
had been responsible.
Each time she and J left
a motel, Y told Woori the name.
Woori always told the motel
name to Y's brother.
This was Y's way...
of keeping her brother
on the trail...
but always one frustrating
step behind.
Finally, he had
the fatal crash.
I stared at that motorcycle
for ages...
thinking how best to sabotage
it so that it would crash.
I can go back to college now.
What?
I'm going home.
What does that mean?
It means I'm going home.
You're going home now?
But what will I do?
What will I do?
I don't know.
What about me?
What will I do now?
THE HOE STICK
Can't you answer it?
Just a minute.
J, it's for you.
It's for you!
Y called J a few months
after he went back to Paris.
Not from Korea,
but from Charles de Gaulle.
At the airport?
Don't move!
Don't go anywhere!
Y!
J!
What are you doing here?
I've missed you.
You don't know how much
I've missed you.
I'm moving to Brazil.
To my sister's.
I passed through Paris
just to see you.
We'll talk on the way.
It's fine.
- I missed you.
- Me, too.
Where's the bathroom?
Over there, I guess.
- Can I come?
- Hold on.
- I have something for you.
- I can't wait.
What's taking so long?
I'm coming!
Y!
J once asked Y about
her school uniform.
He said how fantastic to be
beaten by Y in her uniform.
Y hasn't forgotten.
Is this what you wanted?
You brought it!
Come here.
- I love you.
- Me, too.
Please beat me with it.
Beat me.
Go ahead.
Will you be ok?
- Ready?
- Ready.
Ok?
Yes.
Get up!
Harder!
More!
- Say you love me!
- I love you!
Get up!
- I love you.
- Get up!
Get up!
I love you, Y.
I love you.
Get up!
Y had no other luggage
with her.
What else would
an innocent angel need?
Just a school uniform
with little wings.
And the stick
that makes everyone happy.
The following morning...
Y left for Brazil.
Without having stopped
to eat or drink.
That was the last time
I saw my angel.
My wife saw "My Love"
on my thigh.
She asked me who
it referred to.
And I began to lie.
Translation:
SUNG Ji-Won - Tyler KIM
KIM Woo-Hyung - Tony RAYNS
Processed by: L.V.T. - Paris