Riceboy Sleeps (2022) Movie Script
1
[peaceful music]
[VO in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
Miss Jane: It's so nice
to meet everybody.
Did you guys have
a great summer?
Children: Yeah. Yes.
-Good, me too.
I'm Miss Jane,
I'm gonna be your grade one
teacher for this year.
-Cool!
-Yeah, and then we're...
[speaking in Korean]
-Miss Jane: Hi there!
Welcome back.
Do you want to come
and join us?
You can just take a seat
right here.
There's an open desk.
Yeah, why don't you
just come on in?
[sniffling]
[sobbing quietly]
[speaking in Korean]
-Stuart Bosman?
-Here.
-Hi, Stuart.
-Nicole Bridges?
-Here.
-Hi, Nicole. I know your sister.
-Ashley Davis?
-Here.
-Nice bow!
-Thank you.
-You're welcome.
-Sarah James?
-Here.
-Hi, Sarah.
-Dong-hyun... Kim?
Uh, Dong?
Is, is your name Dong...hyun?
Or is it Kim?
Is it Kim?
[machinery humming]
[men laughing]
- [laughing] No, no, that's...
No, that's bad.
It's, it's good, though.
-Okay, okay, I can't be talking
about this at work...
-Jody's fine, man.
Fuckin' stop that.
-My wife is...
[laughing]
-Ew, what is that?
-What's he eating?
-What is it?
-Smells like farts. Gross.
-Is that rice in there?
What's the yellow stuff?
-What does it taste like?
-Is he eating rice for lunch?
That's so weird.
-I dare you to try it.
-Miss Jane: Children.
-No way!
Miss Jane: Back to your seats,
please.
-Gross! Don't.
-Come on. Eat it.
Miss Jane: No running.
Manning: Back and forth,
back and forth...
The second I tell him
he's got a deal,
he doesn't wanna sell me
the Harley anymore.
Says I'm not, maybe,
a qualified buyer.
-No fuckin' way.
-Way.
Move.
-You're getting a bike
still though, right?
-You know what? I think
my feelings are hurt.
-Don't get a fucking boat.
I swear to god, man.
-Have you seen what you get
on a boat?
Alright? They're not wearing
leather suits,
they are wearing bikinis.
Sitting on the bow,
little bit of champagne...
-Models.
-Drop the anchor.
-Yeah.
-You.
If you touch me again,
I will kill you.
-Take it easy, little lady.
-No!
You don't touch me,
understand?
[bell rings]
Miss Jane: Let's go! Come on,
find Mom and Dad.
-[kids cheering]
-Miss Jane: Have a good day!
-Let's go.
-See you, Ashley.
-Finally!
-I know, we'll see you tomorrow!
Bye!
See you guys.
Over this way.
Good work.
[speaking in Korean]
-Mrs. Kim? Mrs. Kim, hi.
I'm Miss Jane.
Can I have a word?
-Uh, yes.
[Dong-hyun playing]
-Here are a list of names
that I think would
suit him well.
Have a look,
think about it
and then let us know
once you've made your choice.
I personally like David best.
-Michael Jordan!
[speaking in Korean]
Driver: Learn how
to fucking drive.
[sighs]
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
[inaudible]
[speaking in Korean]
[machinery humming]
-No, no. I told you
this already.
Look. This is the wrong way.
It's upside down.
Look, you gotta flip
this around.
You speak English?
Then you gotta, you gotta flip
this around.
Look, if you put it
in this way,
they're gonna get it
to the factory,
they're gonna put it in
the wrong way.
[speaking in Korean]
[water running]
[speaking in Korean]
[kids screaming and playing]
-Hey, Stuart.
Can I play too?
-Ha! You're it!
[kids screaming and playing]
-You can't catch me!
-I got you!
-Tag!
-Get him, Jimmy!
Get him!
-Hey! Rice boy. Loser.
-Give it back!
-Tag!
-Ha, Rice boy!
-Give me back my glasses!
-Rice boy's a loser.
[children chanting]
-Rice boy! Rice boy!
-Rice boy! Rice boy!
Rice boy!
-Don't call me that.
Agh!
[Children chanting]
You can't get us!
-Do you know Tae-Kwon-Do?
Children: Don't let him
come up.
-[man speaking on the phone]
[speaking in Korean]
-So-young Kim?
-So-young Kim?
[shoes clanking down hallway]
-Why the other kids
not in trouble?
They be racist to him
every day.
Teasing him, the funny face,
and-
-Mrs. Kim, please.
I think it's a bit extreme
to refer to the children's
actions as racist.
-No, no! This is racism.
-Excuse me?
-This, right now.
This is racism.
-I'm sorry, do you mean to say-
Are you suggesting that I'm-
-Yes! Yes.
Why only me mom here?
Why no other moms here too?
-Because your son punched
a little girl.
-It was accident!
Not to mention the other
two boys that he hit.
-Children are supposed
to hit and fight.
-No. No, they're not.
-He cannot do nothing.
He has to fight for himself.
-Mrs. Kim, we cannot teach
our kids to fight,
to, to use violence
to resolve conflict.
No. I'm sorry, but no.
Now, the other parents are very
upset about what's happened.
-I'm upset. I'm upset too.
-Of course, I understand that.
Everyone is upset
with the situation,
with what's happened.
And so, what I'm trying
to do is handle this
in a fair and just manner
so that this sort of incident
doesn't occur again.
[speaking in Korean]
-Are you hearing me?
-What's going on in there?
-It's the oriental boy's mother.
-Ah.
-Sus...
-Suspending.
-Suspending. What is suspending?
-He's to not come to school
for one week.
-What does he do?
-He'll be assigned his homework
and expected to finish it
on his own time.
-Where does he go?
-That will be for you
and your husband to decide.
-I don't have...
It's just me.
I work every day so he cannot
be home by himself all the time.
-I'm sorry, but I can't
help you with that.
-What about the other boys?
-What about them?
-They suspend too?
-No.
-The other parents want David
to be expelled,
but I don't feel that's-
[speaking in Korean]
-I'm sorry about
all of this, really.
The bottom line is this, acts of
physical violence cannot-
-What about emotional violence?
My son hurts more every day than
how the other boys hurts now.
But he's the only one
who punished?
-I'm sorry you feel that way.
-Sorry? Sorry, sorry!
You keep saying sorry,
but you're not sorry.
You not sorry
even a little bit.
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
[teenagers chatting]
[teenagers chatting
and laughing]
-I have higher standards
than that.
Higher standards.
And I was so excited,
then she walks in,
and the smell just...
-I gotta good one.
-Okay, go.
-So I go up to my girlfriend
and I say,
"wow, baby, you've got
a big pussy.
Wow, you've got a big pussy."
-Is that the joke?
-Echo.
All: Oh...
-Maya Angelou once said, "I have
a great respect for the past,
"because if you don't know
where you've come from,
"you don't know where
you're going."
Yeah.
-Who is Maya Angelou?
Mr. Murray: Are you kidding me?
Steph, help me out.
-Is she related to D'Angelo?
Mr. Murray: Wow, you guys.
No, I'm pretty confident they
are not related. Harry?
Buddy, I can see the crumbs all
over your face from here, man.
Let's put that away
and focus, okay?
Maya Angelou is a great
African American musician,
writer, activist, dancer.
And I bring up her quote to
preface your next assignment.
I want you all to build
a family tree.
Now, I know a lot of you
might have done this
in elementary school where
you draw a picture of a tree
and you say the names of family
members under each branch.
So, I want you to take
that concept
but in this instance I want you
to use it to learn something
about your family's history.
Okay. For example, the origin
of your family's ancestry.
Or, the type of work
your family did,
or maybe the struggles
and the challenges that
your family experienced.
It's all up to you.
-[student whispering]
Korea. Korea.
Student: Do you want it
on a poster board?
Mr. Murray: Sure, it can totally
be on poster board.
But it can be anything,
it can be a collage,
it can be a slideshow.
I had a student make
a short film once.
It's up to you, however you guys
feel best about this,
it works for me, okay?
However, please note.
Please, note.
Part of your grading will be
based on the creativity
of your presentation.
So guys, please, please, please
put some thought and effort
into this.
[snickering]
Hyun-Sun: Fuck off, asshole.
[laughing]
-Is there something
y'all want to share with
the rest of the class?
Jackson: No, sir. I'm sorry.
-No? Alright, let's cut it out
and settle down to focus,
please.
Guys, guys, guys.
This is a wonderful,
wonderful opportunity...
[Eggers mocking]
-"Fuck off, asshole."
Mr. Murray: For you to get
to know about your past,
about your family and in turn
about yourselves.
Take advantage of this.
Don't waste it.
It's my hope that
at the end of all of this
we will all get to know
each other a little better
and a little deeper
than we did before.
[class laughs]
Mr. Murray: Alright, get
your minds out of the gutter.
Any questions?
-How deep?
Mr. Murray: Any other questions?
[machinery humming]
[indistinct conversations]
-So what do you want me
to do about this?
-I should talk to
the people upstairs.
-Maybe you should.
-Okay, I don't know why
you're screaming at me.
I didn't do this.
This is not my fault.
-You make it so hard for me.
You make me not want
to be your friend.
-I'll take care
of you next time.
-Thanks.
-Hi, what is this?
How are you doing?
-I'm good.
How are you?
-Good, good.
-You look tired.
-I'm a little bit tired, yeah.
-Simon, Simon, come!
-What is... what is all this?
Are you having a party out here?
That's for me?
Oh, wow. Thank you.
What is this?
-It's horchata.
-Horchata.
Mmmm.
-Simon!
-Oh, I want to, but I can't.
-Simon, come on!
We gotta move the van, man.
I know, I hear you.
Just relax, Doyle.
Okay, I gotta go,
but good to see everyone,
have fun.
And I'll see you tonight?
-Yes, yes.
Would you come for dinner?
-Oh, I don't think I can
make it in time.
Don't wait for me.
-Teacher say I should change
my son name,
so we thinking of calling
him Richard.
-Oh, that's my son's name.
-Your son? Why your son
name Richard?
-Oh, I'm sorry.
[laughs]
-Maybe we go with Stanley then.
-I like Stanley too.
-Stanley is my husband's name.
-Your husband name
is Stanley?
Your husband name
is Stanley Park?
[laughing]
-We didn't know.
[laughing]
-How about David?
-Oh, no, no, no.
David is my son's name.
-Okay, last one. Kevin?
Anyone have Kevin?
-Oh, si, si, my building
manager, his name is Kevin.
-It's good. Kevin, it's good.
-Yeah, no problem.
-You think Kevin a good name?
-It's good, it's good.
Like Kevin Costner.
-Very clean, simple.
Easy to say.
-Kevin Costner?
-"The Bodyguard"?
You don't know?
The movie with Whitney Houston.
-Guapo, guapo, handsome.
[laughing]
-Kevin is a good name.
[all in agreement]
-Okay.
-Yeah. Very good.
-Okay?
-Si?
-Okay!
[cheering]
My son is Kevin!
[cheering]
[speaking in Korean]
-Just leave it alone,
I'll put it away.
Leave it!
Give it back!
Give it back!
Leave me alone! God!
Get out of my room!
Get out of my room!
Get out of my room!
Get out!
[speaking in Korean]
-It's not what you think.
-Do you think your mom
is stupid or something?
-Do you hear me?
Don't do it.
-Okay.
-Mom, can I ask you something?
-What is it?
-Can you tell me about
my dad?
Mom?
-I don't want to talk about...
-Can you tell me
what he was like?
Was he nice?
Was he smart?
-When?
-I'm too tired right now.
-Did he even know about me?
-Why won't you ever tell me
anything about him?
[knocking at door]
-Hey, Simon.
-David, how're you doing, pal?
-Good.
-Yeah, take those.
I got some apples.
-Alright.
-Hi, Simon.
-Oh, hi!
-Hi.
-I got the rice.
-Oh, thank you.
-This is the brand you wanted,
right?
-Yes, yes. Thank you.
-Oh, my gosh.
Smells amazing in here.
-Where should I put this?
-Over here.
-Looks like this is fine?
-It's good, thank you.
-Oh, man.
Is this tofu?
What is this?
-It's tteokbokki.
Are you hungry?
-I am so hungry.
[speaking in Korean]
-Okay.
-How are things at school?
-Good, good.
-Good.
How are you liking Mrs. Lee?
She's...
-Oh, thank you.
She's one of your teachers
this semester, right?
-Apparently she's sick
or something,
so we've had a sub
for the past week.
-Oh, she's sick.
That's not good.
I should give her a call.
Well, thank you for this.
This looks amazing.
How's your back doing?
-About same.
-Well, what time's your
appointment tomorrow?
I'll try and go with you.
-It's okay.
-No, no, I really think I should
go with you this time-
-You're busy.
You're busy.
-No, I'll make the time.
It's fine.
Jeez, I mean, it's getting
ridiculous how long it's been...
-Eat. Eat first, we can
talk about it later, okay?
[speaking in Korean]
See you later Simon.
-Oh, hey, David, one sec.
So, someone gave me a couple
of tickets
to the Canucks opener this
Friday and so I was thinking,
you, me, get some churros,
eat some nachos with that scary
yellow cheese on it.
What do you say?
-Uh... I don't really like
hockey all that much, so...
-Have you been to a game before,
like in person?
-No.
-Well, honestly, I'm not
a big fan of hockey either
but when it's live?
When it's live it's a good time,
seriously.
-Sounds fun, you should go.
-I have plans on Friday, so...
-Oh, well...
-Oh, you do?
-If you already have
plans then...
But if you change your mind
you let me know?
Okay? 'Cause the ticket's yours
if you want it.
-Okay.
-It's okay. It's okay.
-Good?
-Mhm.
-It's okay, just sit.
-I can help.
-Oh, no, no, no.
Don't do it.
-It's fine. I'm capable
of doing the dishes.
-No, leave it. Leave it.
Leave it.
-No, I can do it.
-You guest, stop.
I do it.
-Okay. Okay, okay, fine.
Rock, paper, scissors.
Winner does the dishes,
the loser has to give
the winner a kiss, okay?
[laughs]
Come on, okay?
Ready?
Rock, paper, scissors.
[both laughing]
[distant voices]
["Rock to the Rhythm"]
...Certified platinum
as soon as I wrap 'em
Now I ain't gotta nab 'em,
gag 'em and cap 'em
I could write an anthem
to cop me a Phantom
Throw you in a trance
and keep the crowds dancing
Cash in advance and
I'm looking for a mansion
Few hundred acres...
-Did you say something?
-Oh, nothing.
It's yours.
-Thank you.
[nervously]
So...
before I go, I wanted
to ask you something.
Um, I've been thinking about
this for a while now.
You know, I really like spending
time with you and being here
and eating with you and
spending time with David
and I was thinking
that maybe, um,
what if we
moved in together?
Like, live together.
You and David and me.
-Um...
Live together?
-Yeah, you could move
into my place
or we could find a new place
altogether.
Whatever you want.
What do you think?
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Spanish]
-What's going on?
-Simon proposed to So-young.
[squealing]
-What's going on?
-So-young
is getting married!
-No, I'm not. I'm not.
I don't know yet.
-You don't know?
You don't know what?
-Why? Simon is so handsome
and nice.
-It's... I don't know,
it's difficult.
-Don't think too much.
Listen to your heart.
Your heart knows best.
-Okay, okay. I have to go.
I have to go.
-See you tomorrow!
-Bye.
-She's getting married.
-Who?
-So-young!
[squealing]
-You sure your brother
won't be mad?
-Dude, he won't even notice
it's gone.
It's been here
for a few months.
-Look at that.
-Looks like toasted shit.
-Yeah, your mouthful's
gonna be...
-Smells like your mom.
-Fuck you.
Fucking asshole.
-So, how many do I have to eat?
-I don't know, just keep eating
till you're high, I guess.
-Oh, shit.
-This is the worst tasting
brownie ever.
-I don't know how much of this
I can actually eat.
-Just try and eat a bit more.
-I don't know. This is
really terrible.
-Alright.
-What are you doing?
-Oh, yeah, baby.
More?
-I don't know.
-More?
-Put the whole
fucking thing in.
-Fuck you.
No help.
Here I go.
Oh, yeah.
Look at that.
Look at that.
Get out of here, fly.
Fuck that guy.
Look.
-A little more,
a little more.
-Okay, okay.
-There we go.
-There we go.
That's gonna be perfect.
[blender whirling]
-So-young.
-Oh hi, how are you?
-Very good, and yourself?
-I'm good, fine.
Thank you.
-Nice to see you.
-Yeah. How was your trip?
-There is no easy way
to say this, Miss Kim.
You have stage four
pancreatic cancer.
It is what we were
most concerned with.
-Uh, what?
-The CT scans have revealed
that you have cancer
in your pancreas.
-Sorry, sorry.
Could you speak slower.
-Yes, of course.
You have cancer
in your pancreas.
And it has spread to your liver
and your lungs.
-I have cancer?
-Yes.
-I don't understand.
I just have back problems.
-You have a tumor at the tip
of your pancreas
which is pushing up
against your spine.
-Uh, sorry, sorry.
What did you say?
Pan... pan...
-Pancreas. Yes.
-Could you spell that?
-Sure.
P.
Here, let me help you
with that.
-Sorry.
-It's okay, there you go.
-Thank you.
-P.
-P.
-A.
-A.
-N.
-N.
-C-R-E.
-E.
-Yes. A.
-A.
-S.
-S. Okay.
-It's a large gland that's
tucked behind your stomach.
It produces a type of enzyme
or hormone
which helps you
break down food.
-Uh, okay. Okay.
-Now, the pancreatic cancer
on its own is one thing,
but the problem here,
the real problem here, Miss Kim
is that it has spread to other
areas of your body.
-Spread?
-Yes. To your liver
and your lungs.
-Okay. Spread.
-Which is common
with pancreatic cancers.
There's no obvious
symptoms initially.
You might have had this
for quite some time,
you just didn't know it.
-Okay.
So, what do I do?
-There are treatments
to help you prolong
and improve your quality
of life.
-Like, chemotherapy?
-Yes, chemotherapy.
But, you must understand
the severity of the situation,
Miss Kim.
Although we can provide
treatment and medications
to ease the pain
and discomfort,
we cannot cure you
of this cancer.
-What does that mean?
-This is terminal.
-Terminal.
-Okay, terminal.
T. Terminal...
-Miss Kim?
Miss Kim?
Miss Kim?
-Uh, yes?
-You will die from this.
[melancholic music]
[stomach rumbles]
-You feel anything yet?
-You mean, like,
from the brownies?
-Yeah.
-Not really, no. You?
-No.
-Fuck.
-Maybe we shouldn't have
put them in the milkshake.
I wonder if they just lose their
potency at certain temperatures.
You know what I mean?
-Maybe. They also tasted
hella old.
-True, true.
But, you know, do pot brownies
have expiration dates?
-They must.
Hey, have you done that,
that family tree thing yet?
-I think my brother's got one
made from a few years back,
so I'll probably just use that
and bullshit some stories
to go along with it.
-Cool. Cool.
[stomach gurgling]
-Fuck.
-You alright?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.
-Is it something bad?
-I just get like this sometimes
if I eat milk products.
-I see you eating ice cream
all the time,
you fucking idiot.
-Yeah, and I shit my pants
all the time, so fuck you.
It's gross, all you see is
the back of the dude's nuts.
Unless that's something
you're into.
-No thanks.
-Fag!
-Nope.
-Did you see that like tank top
thing Ashley was wearing today?
That girl has got some
nice titties. They're like...
Fuck, I had to tug one off
in the toilet stall -
- during woodwork. No joke.
So, when are you gonna grow
some balls and ask her out?
You should try and hook up
with her at the party. For real.
Why? I thought you were
like in love with her.
-Like a million years ago.
-More like a week ago.
-What the fuck are you
talking about?
-I see you sitting there
all the fucking time,
staring at her
with your little boner.
-Shut the fuck up.
-Ashley, Ashley, I love you.
I love you so much.
I wanna marry you.
Oh, I wanna stick
my dick in you.
-Oh, fuck.
-Oh. fuck.
-You're such an idiot.
[stomach gurgling]
-Oh, fuck.
-You good?
[farts]
-Get the fuck away.
[laughs]
-Dude, I think I shit myself.
[laughing]
Shit!
-Fucking gross.
-Fuck you!
[laughs]
[heavy breathing on TV]
[speaking in Korean]
[sobbing]
[speaking in Korean]
[no audible dialogue]
[speaking in Korean]
[groans]
[speaking in Korean]
-I've had it for a while.
Simon?
-He's alright, I guess.
I don't know.
-Like adoption?
What do you think?
-I don't know.
-What don't you know?
-I don't know...
-I never said that.
-But would you?
-I don't care, just do whatever.
Do whatever makes you happy.
-I'm happy if you're happy.
-What? Why are you
putting this on me?
I don't want anything.
If you want to stop seeing him,
then stop seeing him.
Or if you want to marry him,
go ahead and marry him.
I don't care.
-I'm getting up.
-I wasn't even hungry!
The food tastes like shit.
[slurps]
-Can I go now?
-Don't hit me. Don't hit me!
-I said don't hit me!
[exhales]
Cancer in pancreas.
-Is it serious?
-It spread to different part
of my body, the doctors said.
[sniffling]
-What's wrong?
-Is she okay?
... The Canadian Pacific
Railway...
[whispering]
-Hey...
...it was much cheaper
and much faster to bring-
-[whispering]
Turn around, Korea.
Korea, I got a surprise for you.
-[Female student]
Sorry I'm late.
-Now, since the beginning of
the railroad's construction...
-Korea!
-Dude, just leave her alone.
-What, are you her boyfriend?
[speaking in Korean]
-Don't.
-Hey, Korea, turn around.
-Seriously. Don't.
[speaking in Korean]
-What the fuck?
-So how many days you get?
-Five.
-Shit!
Your mom gonna be pissed
or what?
-Hey, is it alright
if I just stay here?
I don't wanna walk all the way
home and walk all the way back.
-Yeah, yeah of course.
So, what are you gonna wear?
-Just this, I guess.
-You can borrow something,
if you want.
-Thanks.
You want this back?
-No, no, you can keep it.
I got a bunch of new shirts
just like that.
-Alright, shots!
You want some shots?
Come on, come on.
Hey, you want one?
-Yeah.
[dance music]
[indistinct conversations]
-Shit. Alright.
Who's that? Hurry, hurry,
hurry, hurry.
Drink, drink, drink, drink,
drink, drink!
[students cheering]
-Let's go!
[loud party music]
[chatter]
[indistinct conversations]
[knocking]
-Hi.
-Hi.
-You're home.
-Yes, sorry. I was going
to call.
Come inside.
Uh, are you hungry?
Have you had dinner?
-Yeah, I'm okay.
-Okay.
I'm having a little bit
of vodka.
Would you like?
-Yeah, sure. Thanks.
-Okay.
-I spoke with Mi-san,
she said you left work
early today.
-Yes. I needed some air.
-Hey, does... does this have
anything to do
with what I said
the other night?
Because I mean, listen,
if that's not something
you're ready for or even want-
-No...
-That's okay.
-No, no, it's not.
[speaking in Korean]
-I was thinking today about...
Do you know about goryeojang?
Have you heard?
-No.
-Um, they're a story
from long time ago.
When a person became too old,
then the son were to carry
the person
to the top of mountain
and leave them there to die.
-Wait, did this actually happen?
People really did this?
-I don't know, I'm not sure.
It could be like folk tale.
-Okay.
-This is very old story from
when the country was poor.
So, there was not enough food
for everyone.
And this story
is about the son
who lies to his very old
and very sick mom
and tells her they are going
to look at the flower
in the mountain.
She gets excite and climbs
onto his back and they go.
They walk for a very long time
through the mountain.
And finally,
she realize
what her son is doing.
She knows where
he's taking her.
But she doesn't say anything.
Instead, she pick off
the branch and no...
This is not a leaf but pine...
-Pine cones?
-No, the other, the pine...
-Pine...
-The little...
-Needles? Pine needles?
-Yes, yes. Pine needles.
Um, she pick the pine needles
and drop them on the ground
as they go up to the mountain,
creating the trails behind them.
But the son doesn't think
anything about it.
He just thinks she's too old
and crazy.
And finally, they arrives
at the top
and he puts her on the ground
and tells her he will be
right back and leave.
He walks back down toward
his home by himself.
But now it's night time
so it's too dark for him
to see his way back.
Then he sees the pine needles
on the ground,
which takes him back home.
And...
And he realize...
[sniffles]
Sorry.
He realize what his mother was
doing for him that whole time.
Even on the way to her death,
she never stop worrying
for her son.
[indistinct conversations]
[laughing]
-Shit!
-Yo, Jackson!
-Hi, Jackson!
-Sweet facial, dumbass.
Look at your eye.
-Shit.
-I'm sorry.
[teenagers gasp]
-Get up bitch!
Come on, fight me you
little bitch.
-Woah, Jackson.
-Pussy.
-Oh, my gosh! Jackson!
-[teenagers] Fight, fight!
Fight, fight...
-Stop! Stop! Stop!
[glass shattering]
[punches and kicks]
-Stop.
-Dude, what the fuck!
-Stop! Get away!
-Fuck off!
[dramatic music swells]
-I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Okay, um...
Okay. Uh, we should
look into
some alternative medicines
as well.
There are lots of other
treatments out there
besides just chemo nowadays.
I can talk to my cousin Katie
who's a doctor.
Well, I mean,
she's a pediatrician
but I know she has some friends
or colleagues who can help.
You can beat this.
There's a way to beat this.
I know it, I just... I know it.
-I feel bad for you.
-You feel bad for me?
What are you talking about,
why would you feel bad for me?
-Bad luck. You choose
the wrong woman.
-I don't think so.
Okay, listen. No matter
what happens, I'm here.
I'm not going anywhere, okay?
And sure, you can shut me out
or push me away
the way you like to
but I don't care.
I'm gonna stay right here
next to you.
And I...
And I want you to know
that I will care for David
like he was my own,
I promise.
I mean it. Really. Always.
-You... You are such a nice man.
I wish...
I wish I deserved you.
-God, will you stop saying
stuff like that?
I mean, jeez...
-I'm sorry.
-Really, what kind of response
is that?
-Sorry.
-I was just saying,
you wish you'd... Come on.
-Sorry.
-So...
-Simon, do you want dance
with me?
-Do I what?
Do I want to dance with you?
-Mm-hm.
-What are you talking about?
-Dance.
-Like right now?
-Yes. Come.
[jazz music]
-No.
-Come, dance with me.
-I don't want to dance.
-Please, Simon.
-No, I don't even know how
to dance.
-Please, I'm sick. I'm sick.
-That's so not right. Okay.
-Please. I want to dance
with you.
-Fine. Okay, okay.
-You should take off
your jacket.
And you can put
your hands here.
[whispering]
Let's dance.
[coughing]
[sombre music]
[speaking in Korean]
[Dong-Hyun sobbing]
[speaking in Korean]
[So-young humming]
[speaking in Korean]
[music swells]
[chirping sounds]
[frogs ribbiting]
-What's that sound?
[speaking in Korean]
[dog barking]
[rain pouring]
[TV noise in background]
[speaking in Korean]
This way.
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
[motor rumbling]
[no audible dialogue]
[radio playing]
[speaking in Korean]
[razor buzzing]
[water splashing]
[water running]
[speaking in Korean]
Ow! Ow! Ow!
[water splashing]
[laughing]
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
-Are you okay?
-Mom?
-Hm?
-Are you sure you're okay?
-I'm fine. I think we're
almost there.
[wincing in pain]
[speaking in Korean]
Are you okay?
There's some shade over there.
Let's go sit there.
Let's take a break.
Okay?
[breathing heavily]
-Should we go back?
-Let's just go back.
Mom, you have to go
to a hospital.
Okay, I'll carry you.
-No, I'm too heavy.
-At this pace it'll be dark
by the time we get there.
Just get on.
Get on!
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
One more.
[screaming]
-[no audible dialogue]
-
[sniffling]
[speaking in Korean]
[sobbing]
[dramatic music swells]
[peaceful music]
[VO in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
Miss Jane: It's so nice
to meet everybody.
Did you guys have
a great summer?
Children: Yeah. Yes.
-Good, me too.
I'm Miss Jane,
I'm gonna be your grade one
teacher for this year.
-Cool!
-Yeah, and then we're...
[speaking in Korean]
-Miss Jane: Hi there!
Welcome back.
Do you want to come
and join us?
You can just take a seat
right here.
There's an open desk.
Yeah, why don't you
just come on in?
[sniffling]
[sobbing quietly]
[speaking in Korean]
-Stuart Bosman?
-Here.
-Hi, Stuart.
-Nicole Bridges?
-Here.
-Hi, Nicole. I know your sister.
-Ashley Davis?
-Here.
-Nice bow!
-Thank you.
-You're welcome.
-Sarah James?
-Here.
-Hi, Sarah.
-Dong-hyun... Kim?
Uh, Dong?
Is, is your name Dong...hyun?
Or is it Kim?
Is it Kim?
[machinery humming]
[men laughing]
- [laughing] No, no, that's...
No, that's bad.
It's, it's good, though.
-Okay, okay, I can't be talking
about this at work...
-Jody's fine, man.
Fuckin' stop that.
-My wife is...
[laughing]
-Ew, what is that?
-What's he eating?
-What is it?
-Smells like farts. Gross.
-Is that rice in there?
What's the yellow stuff?
-What does it taste like?
-Is he eating rice for lunch?
That's so weird.
-I dare you to try it.
-Miss Jane: Children.
-No way!
Miss Jane: Back to your seats,
please.
-Gross! Don't.
-Come on. Eat it.
Miss Jane: No running.
Manning: Back and forth,
back and forth...
The second I tell him
he's got a deal,
he doesn't wanna sell me
the Harley anymore.
Says I'm not, maybe,
a qualified buyer.
-No fuckin' way.
-Way.
Move.
-You're getting a bike
still though, right?
-You know what? I think
my feelings are hurt.
-Don't get a fucking boat.
I swear to god, man.
-Have you seen what you get
on a boat?
Alright? They're not wearing
leather suits,
they are wearing bikinis.
Sitting on the bow,
little bit of champagne...
-Models.
-Drop the anchor.
-Yeah.
-You.
If you touch me again,
I will kill you.
-Take it easy, little lady.
-No!
You don't touch me,
understand?
[bell rings]
Miss Jane: Let's go! Come on,
find Mom and Dad.
-[kids cheering]
-Miss Jane: Have a good day!
-Let's go.
-See you, Ashley.
-Finally!
-I know, we'll see you tomorrow!
Bye!
See you guys.
Over this way.
Good work.
[speaking in Korean]
-Mrs. Kim? Mrs. Kim, hi.
I'm Miss Jane.
Can I have a word?
-Uh, yes.
[Dong-hyun playing]
-Here are a list of names
that I think would
suit him well.
Have a look,
think about it
and then let us know
once you've made your choice.
I personally like David best.
-Michael Jordan!
[speaking in Korean]
Driver: Learn how
to fucking drive.
[sighs]
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
[inaudible]
[speaking in Korean]
[machinery humming]
-No, no. I told you
this already.
Look. This is the wrong way.
It's upside down.
Look, you gotta flip
this around.
You speak English?
Then you gotta, you gotta flip
this around.
Look, if you put it
in this way,
they're gonna get it
to the factory,
they're gonna put it in
the wrong way.
[speaking in Korean]
[water running]
[speaking in Korean]
[kids screaming and playing]
-Hey, Stuart.
Can I play too?
-Ha! You're it!
[kids screaming and playing]
-You can't catch me!
-I got you!
-Tag!
-Get him, Jimmy!
Get him!
-Hey! Rice boy. Loser.
-Give it back!
-Tag!
-Ha, Rice boy!
-Give me back my glasses!
-Rice boy's a loser.
[children chanting]
-Rice boy! Rice boy!
-Rice boy! Rice boy!
Rice boy!
-Don't call me that.
Agh!
[Children chanting]
You can't get us!
-Do you know Tae-Kwon-Do?
Children: Don't let him
come up.
-[man speaking on the phone]
[speaking in Korean]
-So-young Kim?
-So-young Kim?
[shoes clanking down hallway]
-Why the other kids
not in trouble?
They be racist to him
every day.
Teasing him, the funny face,
and-
-Mrs. Kim, please.
I think it's a bit extreme
to refer to the children's
actions as racist.
-No, no! This is racism.
-Excuse me?
-This, right now.
This is racism.
-I'm sorry, do you mean to say-
Are you suggesting that I'm-
-Yes! Yes.
Why only me mom here?
Why no other moms here too?
-Because your son punched
a little girl.
-It was accident!
Not to mention the other
two boys that he hit.
-Children are supposed
to hit and fight.
-No. No, they're not.
-He cannot do nothing.
He has to fight for himself.
-Mrs. Kim, we cannot teach
our kids to fight,
to, to use violence
to resolve conflict.
No. I'm sorry, but no.
Now, the other parents are very
upset about what's happened.
-I'm upset. I'm upset too.
-Of course, I understand that.
Everyone is upset
with the situation,
with what's happened.
And so, what I'm trying
to do is handle this
in a fair and just manner
so that this sort of incident
doesn't occur again.
[speaking in Korean]
-Are you hearing me?
-What's going on in there?
-It's the oriental boy's mother.
-Ah.
-Sus...
-Suspending.
-Suspending. What is suspending?
-He's to not come to school
for one week.
-What does he do?
-He'll be assigned his homework
and expected to finish it
on his own time.
-Where does he go?
-That will be for you
and your husband to decide.
-I don't have...
It's just me.
I work every day so he cannot
be home by himself all the time.
-I'm sorry, but I can't
help you with that.
-What about the other boys?
-What about them?
-They suspend too?
-No.
-The other parents want David
to be expelled,
but I don't feel that's-
[speaking in Korean]
-I'm sorry about
all of this, really.
The bottom line is this, acts of
physical violence cannot-
-What about emotional violence?
My son hurts more every day than
how the other boys hurts now.
But he's the only one
who punished?
-I'm sorry you feel that way.
-Sorry? Sorry, sorry!
You keep saying sorry,
but you're not sorry.
You not sorry
even a little bit.
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
[teenagers chatting]
[teenagers chatting
and laughing]
-I have higher standards
than that.
Higher standards.
And I was so excited,
then she walks in,
and the smell just...
-I gotta good one.
-Okay, go.
-So I go up to my girlfriend
and I say,
"wow, baby, you've got
a big pussy.
Wow, you've got a big pussy."
-Is that the joke?
-Echo.
All: Oh...
-Maya Angelou once said, "I have
a great respect for the past,
"because if you don't know
where you've come from,
"you don't know where
you're going."
Yeah.
-Who is Maya Angelou?
Mr. Murray: Are you kidding me?
Steph, help me out.
-Is she related to D'Angelo?
Mr. Murray: Wow, you guys.
No, I'm pretty confident they
are not related. Harry?
Buddy, I can see the crumbs all
over your face from here, man.
Let's put that away
and focus, okay?
Maya Angelou is a great
African American musician,
writer, activist, dancer.
And I bring up her quote to
preface your next assignment.
I want you all to build
a family tree.
Now, I know a lot of you
might have done this
in elementary school where
you draw a picture of a tree
and you say the names of family
members under each branch.
So, I want you to take
that concept
but in this instance I want you
to use it to learn something
about your family's history.
Okay. For example, the origin
of your family's ancestry.
Or, the type of work
your family did,
or maybe the struggles
and the challenges that
your family experienced.
It's all up to you.
-[student whispering]
Korea. Korea.
Student: Do you want it
on a poster board?
Mr. Murray: Sure, it can totally
be on poster board.
But it can be anything,
it can be a collage,
it can be a slideshow.
I had a student make
a short film once.
It's up to you, however you guys
feel best about this,
it works for me, okay?
However, please note.
Please, note.
Part of your grading will be
based on the creativity
of your presentation.
So guys, please, please, please
put some thought and effort
into this.
[snickering]
Hyun-Sun: Fuck off, asshole.
[laughing]
-Is there something
y'all want to share with
the rest of the class?
Jackson: No, sir. I'm sorry.
-No? Alright, let's cut it out
and settle down to focus,
please.
Guys, guys, guys.
This is a wonderful,
wonderful opportunity...
[Eggers mocking]
-"Fuck off, asshole."
Mr. Murray: For you to get
to know about your past,
about your family and in turn
about yourselves.
Take advantage of this.
Don't waste it.
It's my hope that
at the end of all of this
we will all get to know
each other a little better
and a little deeper
than we did before.
[class laughs]
Mr. Murray: Alright, get
your minds out of the gutter.
Any questions?
-How deep?
Mr. Murray: Any other questions?
[machinery humming]
[indistinct conversations]
-So what do you want me
to do about this?
-I should talk to
the people upstairs.
-Maybe you should.
-Okay, I don't know why
you're screaming at me.
I didn't do this.
This is not my fault.
-You make it so hard for me.
You make me not want
to be your friend.
-I'll take care
of you next time.
-Thanks.
-Hi, what is this?
How are you doing?
-I'm good.
How are you?
-Good, good.
-You look tired.
-I'm a little bit tired, yeah.
-Simon, Simon, come!
-What is... what is all this?
Are you having a party out here?
That's for me?
Oh, wow. Thank you.
What is this?
-It's horchata.
-Horchata.
Mmmm.
-Simon!
-Oh, I want to, but I can't.
-Simon, come on!
We gotta move the van, man.
I know, I hear you.
Just relax, Doyle.
Okay, I gotta go,
but good to see everyone,
have fun.
And I'll see you tonight?
-Yes, yes.
Would you come for dinner?
-Oh, I don't think I can
make it in time.
Don't wait for me.
-Teacher say I should change
my son name,
so we thinking of calling
him Richard.
-Oh, that's my son's name.
-Your son? Why your son
name Richard?
-Oh, I'm sorry.
[laughs]
-Maybe we go with Stanley then.
-I like Stanley too.
-Stanley is my husband's name.
-Your husband name
is Stanley?
Your husband name
is Stanley Park?
[laughing]
-We didn't know.
[laughing]
-How about David?
-Oh, no, no, no.
David is my son's name.
-Okay, last one. Kevin?
Anyone have Kevin?
-Oh, si, si, my building
manager, his name is Kevin.
-It's good. Kevin, it's good.
-Yeah, no problem.
-You think Kevin a good name?
-It's good, it's good.
Like Kevin Costner.
-Very clean, simple.
Easy to say.
-Kevin Costner?
-"The Bodyguard"?
You don't know?
The movie with Whitney Houston.
-Guapo, guapo, handsome.
[laughing]
-Kevin is a good name.
[all in agreement]
-Okay.
-Yeah. Very good.
-Okay?
-Si?
-Okay!
[cheering]
My son is Kevin!
[cheering]
[speaking in Korean]
-Just leave it alone,
I'll put it away.
Leave it!
Give it back!
Give it back!
Leave me alone! God!
Get out of my room!
Get out of my room!
Get out of my room!
Get out!
[speaking in Korean]
-It's not what you think.
-Do you think your mom
is stupid or something?
-Do you hear me?
Don't do it.
-Okay.
-Mom, can I ask you something?
-What is it?
-Can you tell me about
my dad?
Mom?
-I don't want to talk about...
-Can you tell me
what he was like?
Was he nice?
Was he smart?
-When?
-I'm too tired right now.
-Did he even know about me?
-Why won't you ever tell me
anything about him?
[knocking at door]
-Hey, Simon.
-David, how're you doing, pal?
-Good.
-Yeah, take those.
I got some apples.
-Alright.
-Hi, Simon.
-Oh, hi!
-Hi.
-I got the rice.
-Oh, thank you.
-This is the brand you wanted,
right?
-Yes, yes. Thank you.
-Oh, my gosh.
Smells amazing in here.
-Where should I put this?
-Over here.
-Looks like this is fine?
-It's good, thank you.
-Oh, man.
Is this tofu?
What is this?
-It's tteokbokki.
Are you hungry?
-I am so hungry.
[speaking in Korean]
-Okay.
-How are things at school?
-Good, good.
-Good.
How are you liking Mrs. Lee?
She's...
-Oh, thank you.
She's one of your teachers
this semester, right?
-Apparently she's sick
or something,
so we've had a sub
for the past week.
-Oh, she's sick.
That's not good.
I should give her a call.
Well, thank you for this.
This looks amazing.
How's your back doing?
-About same.
-Well, what time's your
appointment tomorrow?
I'll try and go with you.
-It's okay.
-No, no, I really think I should
go with you this time-
-You're busy.
You're busy.
-No, I'll make the time.
It's fine.
Jeez, I mean, it's getting
ridiculous how long it's been...
-Eat. Eat first, we can
talk about it later, okay?
[speaking in Korean]
See you later Simon.
-Oh, hey, David, one sec.
So, someone gave me a couple
of tickets
to the Canucks opener this
Friday and so I was thinking,
you, me, get some churros,
eat some nachos with that scary
yellow cheese on it.
What do you say?
-Uh... I don't really like
hockey all that much, so...
-Have you been to a game before,
like in person?
-No.
-Well, honestly, I'm not
a big fan of hockey either
but when it's live?
When it's live it's a good time,
seriously.
-Sounds fun, you should go.
-I have plans on Friday, so...
-Oh, well...
-Oh, you do?
-If you already have
plans then...
But if you change your mind
you let me know?
Okay? 'Cause the ticket's yours
if you want it.
-Okay.
-It's okay. It's okay.
-Good?
-Mhm.
-It's okay, just sit.
-I can help.
-Oh, no, no, no.
Don't do it.
-It's fine. I'm capable
of doing the dishes.
-No, leave it. Leave it.
Leave it.
-No, I can do it.
-You guest, stop.
I do it.
-Okay. Okay, okay, fine.
Rock, paper, scissors.
Winner does the dishes,
the loser has to give
the winner a kiss, okay?
[laughs]
Come on, okay?
Ready?
Rock, paper, scissors.
[both laughing]
[distant voices]
["Rock to the Rhythm"]
...Certified platinum
as soon as I wrap 'em
Now I ain't gotta nab 'em,
gag 'em and cap 'em
I could write an anthem
to cop me a Phantom
Throw you in a trance
and keep the crowds dancing
Cash in advance and
I'm looking for a mansion
Few hundred acres...
-Did you say something?
-Oh, nothing.
It's yours.
-Thank you.
[nervously]
So...
before I go, I wanted
to ask you something.
Um, I've been thinking about
this for a while now.
You know, I really like spending
time with you and being here
and eating with you and
spending time with David
and I was thinking
that maybe, um,
what if we
moved in together?
Like, live together.
You and David and me.
-Um...
Live together?
-Yeah, you could move
into my place
or we could find a new place
altogether.
Whatever you want.
What do you think?
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Spanish]
-What's going on?
-Simon proposed to So-young.
[squealing]
-What's going on?
-So-young
is getting married!
-No, I'm not. I'm not.
I don't know yet.
-You don't know?
You don't know what?
-Why? Simon is so handsome
and nice.
-It's... I don't know,
it's difficult.
-Don't think too much.
Listen to your heart.
Your heart knows best.
-Okay, okay. I have to go.
I have to go.
-See you tomorrow!
-Bye.
-She's getting married.
-Who?
-So-young!
[squealing]
-You sure your brother
won't be mad?
-Dude, he won't even notice
it's gone.
It's been here
for a few months.
-Look at that.
-Looks like toasted shit.
-Yeah, your mouthful's
gonna be...
-Smells like your mom.
-Fuck you.
Fucking asshole.
-So, how many do I have to eat?
-I don't know, just keep eating
till you're high, I guess.
-Oh, shit.
-This is the worst tasting
brownie ever.
-I don't know how much of this
I can actually eat.
-Just try and eat a bit more.
-I don't know. This is
really terrible.
-Alright.
-What are you doing?
-Oh, yeah, baby.
More?
-I don't know.
-More?
-Put the whole
fucking thing in.
-Fuck you.
No help.
Here I go.
Oh, yeah.
Look at that.
Look at that.
Get out of here, fly.
Fuck that guy.
Look.
-A little more,
a little more.
-Okay, okay.
-There we go.
-There we go.
That's gonna be perfect.
[blender whirling]
-So-young.
-Oh hi, how are you?
-Very good, and yourself?
-I'm good, fine.
Thank you.
-Nice to see you.
-Yeah. How was your trip?
-There is no easy way
to say this, Miss Kim.
You have stage four
pancreatic cancer.
It is what we were
most concerned with.
-Uh, what?
-The CT scans have revealed
that you have cancer
in your pancreas.
-Sorry, sorry.
Could you speak slower.
-Yes, of course.
You have cancer
in your pancreas.
And it has spread to your liver
and your lungs.
-I have cancer?
-Yes.
-I don't understand.
I just have back problems.
-You have a tumor at the tip
of your pancreas
which is pushing up
against your spine.
-Uh, sorry, sorry.
What did you say?
Pan... pan...
-Pancreas. Yes.
-Could you spell that?
-Sure.
P.
Here, let me help you
with that.
-Sorry.
-It's okay, there you go.
-Thank you.
-P.
-P.
-A.
-A.
-N.
-N.
-C-R-E.
-E.
-Yes. A.
-A.
-S.
-S. Okay.
-It's a large gland that's
tucked behind your stomach.
It produces a type of enzyme
or hormone
which helps you
break down food.
-Uh, okay. Okay.
-Now, the pancreatic cancer
on its own is one thing,
but the problem here,
the real problem here, Miss Kim
is that it has spread to other
areas of your body.
-Spread?
-Yes. To your liver
and your lungs.
-Okay. Spread.
-Which is common
with pancreatic cancers.
There's no obvious
symptoms initially.
You might have had this
for quite some time,
you just didn't know it.
-Okay.
So, what do I do?
-There are treatments
to help you prolong
and improve your quality
of life.
-Like, chemotherapy?
-Yes, chemotherapy.
But, you must understand
the severity of the situation,
Miss Kim.
Although we can provide
treatment and medications
to ease the pain
and discomfort,
we cannot cure you
of this cancer.
-What does that mean?
-This is terminal.
-Terminal.
-Okay, terminal.
T. Terminal...
-Miss Kim?
Miss Kim?
Miss Kim?
-Uh, yes?
-You will die from this.
[melancholic music]
[stomach rumbles]
-You feel anything yet?
-You mean, like,
from the brownies?
-Yeah.
-Not really, no. You?
-No.
-Fuck.
-Maybe we shouldn't have
put them in the milkshake.
I wonder if they just lose their
potency at certain temperatures.
You know what I mean?
-Maybe. They also tasted
hella old.
-True, true.
But, you know, do pot brownies
have expiration dates?
-They must.
Hey, have you done that,
that family tree thing yet?
-I think my brother's got one
made from a few years back,
so I'll probably just use that
and bullshit some stories
to go along with it.
-Cool. Cool.
[stomach gurgling]
-Fuck.
-You alright?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.
-Is it something bad?
-I just get like this sometimes
if I eat milk products.
-I see you eating ice cream
all the time,
you fucking idiot.
-Yeah, and I shit my pants
all the time, so fuck you.
It's gross, all you see is
the back of the dude's nuts.
Unless that's something
you're into.
-No thanks.
-Fag!
-Nope.
-Did you see that like tank top
thing Ashley was wearing today?
That girl has got some
nice titties. They're like...
Fuck, I had to tug one off
in the toilet stall -
- during woodwork. No joke.
So, when are you gonna grow
some balls and ask her out?
You should try and hook up
with her at the party. For real.
Why? I thought you were
like in love with her.
-Like a million years ago.
-More like a week ago.
-What the fuck are you
talking about?
-I see you sitting there
all the fucking time,
staring at her
with your little boner.
-Shut the fuck up.
-Ashley, Ashley, I love you.
I love you so much.
I wanna marry you.
Oh, I wanna stick
my dick in you.
-Oh, fuck.
-Oh. fuck.
-You're such an idiot.
[stomach gurgling]
-Oh, fuck.
-You good?
[farts]
-Get the fuck away.
[laughs]
-Dude, I think I shit myself.
[laughing]
Shit!
-Fucking gross.
-Fuck you!
[laughs]
[heavy breathing on TV]
[speaking in Korean]
[sobbing]
[speaking in Korean]
[no audible dialogue]
[speaking in Korean]
[groans]
[speaking in Korean]
-I've had it for a while.
Simon?
-He's alright, I guess.
I don't know.
-Like adoption?
What do you think?
-I don't know.
-What don't you know?
-I don't know...
-I never said that.
-But would you?
-I don't care, just do whatever.
Do whatever makes you happy.
-I'm happy if you're happy.
-What? Why are you
putting this on me?
I don't want anything.
If you want to stop seeing him,
then stop seeing him.
Or if you want to marry him,
go ahead and marry him.
I don't care.
-I'm getting up.
-I wasn't even hungry!
The food tastes like shit.
[slurps]
-Can I go now?
-Don't hit me. Don't hit me!
-I said don't hit me!
[exhales]
Cancer in pancreas.
-Is it serious?
-It spread to different part
of my body, the doctors said.
[sniffling]
-What's wrong?
-Is she okay?
... The Canadian Pacific
Railway...
[whispering]
-Hey...
...it was much cheaper
and much faster to bring-
-[whispering]
Turn around, Korea.
Korea, I got a surprise for you.
-[Female student]
Sorry I'm late.
-Now, since the beginning of
the railroad's construction...
-Korea!
-Dude, just leave her alone.
-What, are you her boyfriend?
[speaking in Korean]
-Don't.
-Hey, Korea, turn around.
-Seriously. Don't.
[speaking in Korean]
-What the fuck?
-So how many days you get?
-Five.
-Shit!
Your mom gonna be pissed
or what?
-Hey, is it alright
if I just stay here?
I don't wanna walk all the way
home and walk all the way back.
-Yeah, yeah of course.
So, what are you gonna wear?
-Just this, I guess.
-You can borrow something,
if you want.
-Thanks.
You want this back?
-No, no, you can keep it.
I got a bunch of new shirts
just like that.
-Alright, shots!
You want some shots?
Come on, come on.
Hey, you want one?
-Yeah.
[dance music]
[indistinct conversations]
-Shit. Alright.
Who's that? Hurry, hurry,
hurry, hurry.
Drink, drink, drink, drink,
drink, drink!
[students cheering]
-Let's go!
[loud party music]
[chatter]
[indistinct conversations]
[knocking]
-Hi.
-Hi.
-You're home.
-Yes, sorry. I was going
to call.
Come inside.
Uh, are you hungry?
Have you had dinner?
-Yeah, I'm okay.
-Okay.
I'm having a little bit
of vodka.
Would you like?
-Yeah, sure. Thanks.
-Okay.
-I spoke with Mi-san,
she said you left work
early today.
-Yes. I needed some air.
-Hey, does... does this have
anything to do
with what I said
the other night?
Because I mean, listen,
if that's not something
you're ready for or even want-
-No...
-That's okay.
-No, no, it's not.
[speaking in Korean]
-I was thinking today about...
Do you know about goryeojang?
Have you heard?
-No.
-Um, they're a story
from long time ago.
When a person became too old,
then the son were to carry
the person
to the top of mountain
and leave them there to die.
-Wait, did this actually happen?
People really did this?
-I don't know, I'm not sure.
It could be like folk tale.
-Okay.
-This is very old story from
when the country was poor.
So, there was not enough food
for everyone.
And this story
is about the son
who lies to his very old
and very sick mom
and tells her they are going
to look at the flower
in the mountain.
She gets excite and climbs
onto his back and they go.
They walk for a very long time
through the mountain.
And finally,
she realize
what her son is doing.
She knows where
he's taking her.
But she doesn't say anything.
Instead, she pick off
the branch and no...
This is not a leaf but pine...
-Pine cones?
-No, the other, the pine...
-Pine...
-The little...
-Needles? Pine needles?
-Yes, yes. Pine needles.
Um, she pick the pine needles
and drop them on the ground
as they go up to the mountain,
creating the trails behind them.
But the son doesn't think
anything about it.
He just thinks she's too old
and crazy.
And finally, they arrives
at the top
and he puts her on the ground
and tells her he will be
right back and leave.
He walks back down toward
his home by himself.
But now it's night time
so it's too dark for him
to see his way back.
Then he sees the pine needles
on the ground,
which takes him back home.
And...
And he realize...
[sniffles]
Sorry.
He realize what his mother was
doing for him that whole time.
Even on the way to her death,
she never stop worrying
for her son.
[indistinct conversations]
[laughing]
-Shit!
-Yo, Jackson!
-Hi, Jackson!
-Sweet facial, dumbass.
Look at your eye.
-Shit.
-I'm sorry.
[teenagers gasp]
-Get up bitch!
Come on, fight me you
little bitch.
-Woah, Jackson.
-Pussy.
-Oh, my gosh! Jackson!
-[teenagers] Fight, fight!
Fight, fight...
-Stop! Stop! Stop!
[glass shattering]
[punches and kicks]
-Stop.
-Dude, what the fuck!
-Stop! Get away!
-Fuck off!
[dramatic music swells]
-I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Okay, um...
Okay. Uh, we should
look into
some alternative medicines
as well.
There are lots of other
treatments out there
besides just chemo nowadays.
I can talk to my cousin Katie
who's a doctor.
Well, I mean,
she's a pediatrician
but I know she has some friends
or colleagues who can help.
You can beat this.
There's a way to beat this.
I know it, I just... I know it.
-I feel bad for you.
-You feel bad for me?
What are you talking about,
why would you feel bad for me?
-Bad luck. You choose
the wrong woman.
-I don't think so.
Okay, listen. No matter
what happens, I'm here.
I'm not going anywhere, okay?
And sure, you can shut me out
or push me away
the way you like to
but I don't care.
I'm gonna stay right here
next to you.
And I...
And I want you to know
that I will care for David
like he was my own,
I promise.
I mean it. Really. Always.
-You... You are such a nice man.
I wish...
I wish I deserved you.
-God, will you stop saying
stuff like that?
I mean, jeez...
-I'm sorry.
-Really, what kind of response
is that?
-Sorry.
-I was just saying,
you wish you'd... Come on.
-Sorry.
-So...
-Simon, do you want dance
with me?
-Do I what?
Do I want to dance with you?
-Mm-hm.
-What are you talking about?
-Dance.
-Like right now?
-Yes. Come.
[jazz music]
-No.
-Come, dance with me.
-I don't want to dance.
-Please, Simon.
-No, I don't even know how
to dance.
-Please, I'm sick. I'm sick.
-That's so not right. Okay.
-Please. I want to dance
with you.
-Fine. Okay, okay.
-You should take off
your jacket.
And you can put
your hands here.
[whispering]
Let's dance.
[coughing]
[sombre music]
[speaking in Korean]
[Dong-Hyun sobbing]
[speaking in Korean]
[So-young humming]
[speaking in Korean]
[music swells]
[chirping sounds]
[frogs ribbiting]
-What's that sound?
[speaking in Korean]
[dog barking]
[rain pouring]
[TV noise in background]
[speaking in Korean]
This way.
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
[motor rumbling]
[no audible dialogue]
[radio playing]
[speaking in Korean]
[razor buzzing]
[water splashing]
[water running]
[speaking in Korean]
Ow! Ow! Ow!
[water splashing]
[laughing]
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
-Are you okay?
-Mom?
-Hm?
-Are you sure you're okay?
-I'm fine. I think we're
almost there.
[wincing in pain]
[speaking in Korean]
Are you okay?
There's some shade over there.
Let's go sit there.
Let's take a break.
Okay?
[breathing heavily]
-Should we go back?
-Let's just go back.
Mom, you have to go
to a hospital.
Okay, I'll carry you.
-No, I'm too heavy.
-At this pace it'll be dark
by the time we get there.
Just get on.
Get on!
[speaking in Korean]
[speaking in Korean]
One more.
[screaming]
-[no audible dialogue]
-
[sniffling]
[speaking in Korean]
[sobbing]
[dramatic music swells]