Typhoon Family (2025) s01e15 Episode Script

1
[theme song playing]
TYPHOON FAMILY
[slow pop song playing on record player]
[sighs deeply]
Dad.
I'm back.
I offer myself.
To be exact, my position.
You can't come crying to me later.
3. IF THE PROMISSORY NOTE IS NOT RETURNED,
KANG TAE-POONG SHALL RESIGN
FROM TYPHOON TRADING
HOWEVER, OTHER EMPLOYEES
OF TYPHOON TRADING
SHALL NOT BE IMPACTED IN ANY WAY
THROUGH THE CONTENTS OF THIS CONTRAC
Dad must have…
KANG TAE-POONG
protected his employees like this too.
PYO BAK-HO
EPISODE 15
THE LAST MATCH
-[slow pop song continues]
-[Tae-poong] Typhoon Trading!
[all] We can do it!
-[all cheering]
-[camera shutter clicking]
-[camera shutter clicks]
-[song fades out]
[Myung-gwan] Anyway.
Where did Pyo Bak-ho go?
Forget about him on a good day like this.
I can't wait to find the promissory note,
and be done with those people.
Why won't you use the CEO's office?
Ah.
I want to leave the place as is.
I also like it out here.
Anyway, where's Mr. Bae?
He went out to pick up a call.
What? He's been on the phone
for half a day now.
-[Tae-poong] He's back.
-[Mi-seon] Mr. Bae.
[Tae-poong] Have some rice cake, Mr. Bae.
[Ma-jin] Have some.
-[Mi-seon] Mr. Bae.
-[Ma-jin] Hey, what's wrong?
[tense music playing]
-[Myung-gwan] Is something going on?
-[mumbling indistinctly]
[Ma-jin] Hey, what's wrong?
[Myung-gwan] Mr. Bae.
[whimpering]
Mr. Bae, what's going on?
Uh… It's my dad.
[whimpering]
[sobbing] He's going to kill himself.
What am I going to do?
[Song-jung continues sobbing]
-[person 1] Oh, my goodness!
-[person 2] Look up there!
[siren wailing]
-My goodness!
-Oh, no!
[people clamoring]
[siren continues wailing]
[clamoring continues]
-[person 3] What on earth?
-[Song-jung] Mom.
What do we do, Song-jung?
Your father climbed up there and…
-Oh, heavens… [sobs]
-[Song-jung] It's going to be okay, Mom.
-I'll go talk to him, Mom.
-[sobbing] Song-jung…
-Mi-seon.
-Okay, go.
-[weeping]
-Go on up.
[sobbing]
[crowd exclaiming]
-Stay right here.
-Sure. Off you go!
To the left! It's that way.
STORAGE ROOM
-[man 1] Oh, my goodness!
-[man 2] Open up!
[banging on door]
[man 3] For goodness' sake, Mr. Bae!
What's gotten into you?
[man 2] Seriously, don't do this.
Dad… Dad!
I'm here, Dad.
Dad, can we please talk?
Dad! [continues banging on door]
It's me. Please talk to me.
Dad!
Come on. Open the door, Dad!
[man 3] That won't work.
We've cried and begged,
but your father wouldn't budge.
[man 2] You know what he's like.
Forcing the door open won't help!
-Don't agitate him further!
-Mr. Bae.
Is there another way to the rooftop?
The fire escape ladder!
-[man 3] You startled me!
-[man 2] It's just…
-[man 3] I'm going to take the door down!
-[man 2] No!
[man 3] Jeez, Mr. Bae!
Please open the darn door!
-[siren wailing]
-[crowd clamoring]
[intense music playing]
[Tae-poong] We should be able to climb up.
DANGER!
DON'T CLIMB UP THE LADDER
[breathing heavily]
[Song-jung mutters indistinctly]
Mr. Bae.
I'll go in your place.
But it looks so dangerous.
-Call an ambulance for me if I fall.
-Still, Mr. Kang. I just don't think--
We're family.
Watch your step, Mr. Kang.
Mr. Kang.
[music turns dramatic]
[music ends]
Who are you?
Oh, well…
I'm Mr. Bae Song-jung's colleague.
My name is Kang Tae-poong.
You must be his boss.
-[person 1] This isn't right, Mr. Bae.
-[person 2] Please, Mr. Bae!
-[person 3] Don't do this!
-[person 4] Please…
-[person 5] Think of your family!
-[person 6] Please stop!
[Tae-poong] Excuse me, sir.
-[exhales shakily]
-Everyone is worried sick.
[woman 1] Mr. Bae!
-It's dangerous!
-[woman 2] Please, Mr. Bae…
DEMAND NOTICE
[sighs]
-Is this why--
-I only have two days.
Isn't it so strange?
Who would've thought I wouldn't be able
to pay back a mere 30 million won
when I have this huge facility?
The IMF crisis is to blame.
[people shouting, screaming]
Look, my employees gave me this last night
to help me repay the debt.
I've been withholding their wage
for three months now,
but they chipped in
to help me out.
[scoffs]
I'm sure you get it
since you run a company too.
This isn't right.
I'm a sorry excuse for a CEO.
The sooner I die,
the sooner they'll be free from my debt.
I thought that was the last thing
I could do for everyone,
so I came up here at dawn.
But I got cold feet.
[scoffs] Pretty ridiculous, right?
If I had gritted my teeth and jumped,
we could've avoided this mess.
There's only one option now.
Will you
help me get down there
with a push?
When my father passed away…
people advised me
to file for business closure…
and disclaim my inheritance
to cancel all his debt.
But I didn't follow their advice…
because it felt like…
that would erase my father as well.
I may be a CEO…
but before that,
I'm my father's son.
Whenever something good
happens to my company,
I miss my father.
Whenever something sad happens,
I miss him even more.
No, that's not the best way to put it.
Even when I'm deep in sleep
or when I'm having a meal…
To be perfectly honest, I miss my father…
just about every day.
[sobbing]
[sighs, speaks indistinctly]
[theme song playing]
[inhales deeply, sighs]
I miss him every single day.
[sighs softly]
-[song continues]
-[door rattling]
[banging on door]
-[Song-jung] Dad!
-[man 1] Mr. Bae!
Come on, open the darn door!
[weeping]
-[woman 1] Please don't do this!
-[man 2] Mr. Bae!
Mr. Bae!
-[Ma-jin panting]
-Huh?
-[Gang-sik continues weeping]
-[employees clamoring]
Dad.
[sobbing] Song-jung.
Dad…
Dad.
Dad.
To me,
the debt is nothing…
compared to the thought of losing you.
So please, don't think of dying.
[sobbing continues]
Good thing their boss survived.
If only our boss could've stayed
with us a little longer…
[people speaking indistinctly]
-[theme song continues]
-[breathing deeply]
Dad, I brought you fabulous news.
[sinister pop song playing]
Can you guess what this is, Dad?
See this? Hmm?
Come on, take a look.
MEMORANDUM OF UNDERSTANDING
Take a look, Dad.
I'm going to play in the big leagues now.
You crazy fool.
Pampered brats
who never had a taste of hardship
always talk big.
I'm not pampered.
Do I have to starve to call it hardship?
Let's cut out the nonsense, Dad.
I've shown you my cards.
It's time you showed me yours.
That bastard, Tae-poong,
came to the office.
But he kept asking for you.
Where's the CEO?
Hey. Where's your dad?
All of you saw me here.
There's something going on.
I bet it's something huge.
What could it be?
Sorry, Dad.
What's that date, Dad?
What are you planning with that jerk?
It wasn't in the office.
Where's that darn thing?
LETTER OF GUARANTEE
3. IF THE PROMISSORY NOTE IS NOT RETURNED,
KANG TAE-POONG SHALL RESIGN
FROM TYPHOON TRADING
So this was it.
[sinister pop song continues]
[door opens]
[door closes]
FOCUS ASSEMBLY DEPARTMEN
This is my father's office.
[soft electronic whirring]
Oh, wow.
You're distracting me. Stay put, will you?
Oh.
What on earth?
It's voice-activated.
Oh.
[intriguing music playing]
Can it follow my movements?
-Oh.
-It follows the source of the sound.
My father had it patented.
Oh, man.
Here.
Hey, this is incredible.
[Song-jung]
My father holds more than 20 patents.
Inventing stuff is his hobby.
Why does he keep doing things
that don't even make money?
That's quite a lot.
Oh, man.
"Lenses, cameras, security alarms…"
"Micro cooling fan for cameras."
-What's this--
-[music stops]
Small cameras won't function
without devices to cool them down.
-[music resumes]
-[Tae-poong] Oh.
Oh, wow.
Try it over there.
Wow!
-[Gang-sik claps]
-[Song-jung] Jeez.
You two are making my head whirl.
DABONTECH, LET'S GO!
-[Ma-jin] This factory isn't small.
-[Mi-seon] Not at all.
-[Ma-jin] Goodness.
-It's huge.
-[Mi-seon] Oh, my.
-Look.
Are all these products ready for sale?
You must have made all of this
because there's demand.
Well, that's true.
But our buyers are limited to banks,
government offices, or major corporations.
But who has the mind to buy this now?
Even machines
are subject to restructuring.
What about exporting them?
Engineers like us
don't know anything about them.
This won't bring in much
for big companies,
so they never cared.
Security cameras…
[rock music playing]
-I think it's promising.
-Mmm.
[hesitating] Mr. Kang.
Which country leads
the security camera market?
When it comes to cameras,
Japan is the best.
But our technology and quality
doesn't fall behind.
The price is competitive now, too.
Yes, it will be neck and neck. Hmm?
We've got an edge for sure.
-That glint's back in his eyes.
-I know.
[Ma-jin] Tell me, Mr. Kang.
What do you say,
want to give it a shot, huh?
Gosh.
Considering our finances,
I think we can make a down payment.
Money will go to waste if we don't use it
the right way.
[Song-jung] Seriously, guys.
I'll cherish you as my siblings.
I've always believed
that you should go big or go home.
-Going big, it is.
-[Song-jung] Okay.
Dad.
-Go big or go home!
-[others] Go big or go home!
-[Mi-seon] Let's go big!
-[Song-jung] Dad.
-[Tae-poong] Let's go big!
-[Myung-gwan] Let's do this!
All right!
-[Song-jung] You made a fine choice.
-[Mi-seon] Great!
[Ma-jin] You can relax now.
I'm home. Where's Mi-ho?
What are you doing, Mi-ho?
Come out for some watermelon.
[Mi-ho] No thanks, I'm good.
Aren't you hot at all? Come on, get up.
I said I'm good. Just leave me be.
-What's going on?
-For goodness' sake!
Hey, have you been crying?
Who did this to you?
Hurry and spill everything!
Mi-seon.
Wang Nam-mo…
Wang Nam-mo broke up with me.
-What?
-He said it was all over!
-[slow romantic music playing]
-What? That ugly guy said that?
When did he say that?
After our outing to the beach?
This is on you
for reaching out to your ex!
We barely dated for a week.
He hardly counts as one!
Stop being so silly!
No one's interested in hearing me out.
I'm saying it's not what it seems, okay?
I had a plan and everything.
That jerk made the first move,
saying that he had a crush on me.
Then he had the audacity to dump me!
Why are you crying?
Can't you live without him or something?
Whatever, I don't know!
-You foolish girl!
-That hurts!
What was that for, Grandma?
[Bun-i] Serves you right
for blindly trusting men!
You'd be better off trusting a cow!
It helps out with the fieldwork
and never grumbles over food.
She's right.
Nam-mo's a good-for-nothing windbag.
But all men are like that.
My son's the only exception.
[music ends]
[Mi-ho] I know that, okay?
But I like him so much.
Do you know what he said, Mi-seon?
He told me never to go see him again.
He even turned his phone off!
Where is he? Lead the way. Get dressed.
-Get changed. Let's go see him.
-Yes, lead the way.
We're going after the rascal
who broke her heart!
Taekwon!
I could've been green belt by now.
I kept asking to sign me up, didn't I?
-Let's go!
-Come on out.
-Get changed and join us.
-[Mi-ho] Come on, I'm not going!
I said what I said.
Come on out and take us to him.
For goodness' sake,
don't go see him, okay?
I think we should, though.
Jeez.
MOMO'S PUB
-[sighs wearily]
-[door opens]
[Nam-mo] You're the realtor, aren't you?
This way, please.
You're Mr. Wang Nam-mo, correct?
-Why didn't you answer your phone?
-Pardon?
I'm Woo Tae-min.
Didn't Mi-ho tell you?
XDG ENTERTAINMEN
MANAGER WOO TAE-MIN
She was so insistent
that I give you a shot.
I don't get why she didn't tell you.
I'm in charge of album production,
and Mi-ho filled me in on the backstory.
We go way back.
Just so you know,
we're not involved in any way.
Can you sing for me?
[mid-tempo pop music playing]
PURCHASE AGREEMEN
[Tae-poong]
We'll purchase 500 units for starters.
We're new to this market,
so we'll ramp up gradually.
We'll wire you the down payment
specified here by tomorrow.
That way, you can clear your debt
and keep the factory and the goods.
[sobbing] I wonder what we could
possibly do to repay your kindness.
[Gang-sik] Thanks to you,
I won't have to file for bankruptcy.
I don't know how to thank you.
-[music continues]
-[imperceptible]
[Tae-poong] We'll get going.
-[Gang-sik] Thank you.
-[Tae-poong] Don't mention it.
-[Gang-sik] Take care.
-[Mi-seon] We'll see you later. Goodbye.
[Song-jung] See you.
-[Gang-sik] Goodbye. Drive safely.
-[door closes]
PAYMENT APPROVAL REQUES
STAFF IN CHARGE: OH MI-SEON
[Ma-jin] When's the promissory note due?
[Mi-seon] Tomorrow.
MANAGER: GO MA-JIN
[Ma-jin] Now, we just have to sell them.
-[Myung-gwan] Are we all set?
-[Song-jung] Well, yes.
[Myung-gwan] All right, then.
It's up and running now.
-Mr. Go has approved the payment plan.
-[Tae-poong] Okay.
Products like this
have a set pool of potential buyers.
Yes, I suggest we sign up for a trade fair
if there's one that suits us.
I did find a security trade fair
that will be held in Germany.
-[Ma-jin] Oh, yeah?
-[Song-jung] Sure.
[Mi-seon] The International Trade
Association might have more information.
Okay, in that case…
Come on, Mr. Kang.
That's just too distracting.
Didn't you say your father held
many more patents on similar inventions?
Sure, he has plenty,
but I don't know the details.
Why would he
just sit on the patents
and not put them to use?
[Ma-jin] What can you do with patents
during the IMF?
Small businesses are lucky
just to survive.
Because patents are hard
to turn into something practical.
Technology alone isn't enough.
You need a marketable item to go with it.
-Only big companies launch new products.
-[Tae-poong clapping]
They have a monopoly there.
-[clapping]
-Let them take the whole market, jeez!
You're brilliant. [laughs]
[door opens]
-[Tae-poong] Who are they to barge in?
-[Ma-jin] What on earth?
[Ma-jin] What the heck?
What's going on?
We never ordered any furniture.
[Mi-seon] Excuse me.
Which company are you with?
[Ma-jin] Who do you work for?
-[Mi-seon] Just a minute.
-[Hyun-jun] Hello.
Greetings, everyone.
[somber music playing]
It's nice to see you again.
Tae-poong. You know why I'm here.
You had a deal with my father.
-[Myung-gwan] What are you doing here?
-Where's Tae-poong's seat?
[Song-jung] Hold on.
[Ma-jin] Who are these people?
And what's this furniture?
Pack up, everyone.
[Hyun-jun's men] Yes, sir.
[Typhoon Trading employees clamoring]
[Song-jung] Hang on. What are you doing?
-You can't just barge in like this.
-Move out of the way.
-[man] Move out of the way.
-[Ma-jin] You can't do this.
-[clamoring continues]
-[Mi-seon] You can't come in like this!
[speaking indistinctly]
[Myung-gwan] This isn't right!
You have no right to do this!
[Bak-ho]
You can't come crying to me later.
[Tae-poong] I offer myself.
To be exact, my position.
[somber music continues]
[Bak-ho] You'll give up everything
and leave the business alone?
The position of CEO
at Typhoon Trading, you say?
Is it a balanced deal now?
[Tae-poong] Get the hell out!
[clamor stops]
Mr. Ha, what's taking
my attorney this long?
Oh, Mr. Choi is just on his way.
Get to work, everyone.
We're moving into our new office!
-Remove junk like this!
-How dare you?
-[clamor resumes]
-[Ma-jin] I work here!
[Hyun-jun] Jeez.
Jeez, you crass punk.
Dude, let's take a civilized approach.
[scoffs]
Hey.
What a fine office, huh?
Would you look at that?
Oh.
What was your father like?
I just suddenly got curious.
What set him so apart?
You love your old man to death, don't you?
Cut out the crap
and get to the point, punk.
I was getting there, punk.
Take a look here.
You wrote it yourself.
LETTER OF GUARANTEE
PYO BAK-HO
KANG TAE-POONG
But I didn't miss the meeting.
Your father didn't show up.
You saw it yourself.
You got it wrong.
Let me tell you the cold, hard fact.
-You didn't present the promissory note.
-[music ends]
-You only filched my surgical gloves.
-Are you for real?
Your family borrowed from mine
and never repaid us.
Do you have proof?
Well, I have mine.
Proof?
Proof?!
Have you forgotten how you lot ruined
someone for that scrap of paper?
The green juice lady?
[breath shaking]
I'm going to go get rid of those bastards.
If you think about it,
you're a selfish jerk.
If you got lost without a fuss,
everyone outside
could at least keep their jobs.
If you keep being stubborn,
what do you think will happen?
"Shall not be impacted in any way."
Screw that. I'll kick everyone
out on the street.
-Hey.
-[tense music playing]
It's your choice.
So, you'll be satisfied once I'm gone?
[scoffs]
Don't make me waste my breath.
Mr. Choi!
Come in.
[Attorney Choi]
It's just a standard resignation letter.
Please sign it.
When is my last working time?
Right this moment.
It's 4:57 p.m.
Let's make it 5:00 p.m.
That'd be 17:00, correct?
[Hyun-jun laughs]
Look at you, minding the details.
FINAL WORKING DAY AND TIME:
AT 17:00 ON JUNE 30, 1998
CEO: KANG TAE-POONG
COMPANY: TYPHOON TRADING
[Attorney Choi]
We need your company's seal.
[breathing deeply]
[exhales]
[Hyun-jun]
Stop staring and get the hell out.
Not a speck of dust here belongs to you.
I know that.
You'd better keep your word.
Don't mess with anything here.
Leave everyone alone
and uphold their contracts.
Don't you dare make a single change.
Got that?
I'm a CEO too.
[sing-song] The CEO of Typhoon Trading.
[laughing]
Why, you little bastard!
-[tense music playing]
-Get me the sign-off binder!
[clamoring]
-What are you doing?
-Stop him!
[music continues]
[imperceptible]
WE SEEK YOUR APPROVAL ON THIS PAYMEN
JUNE 30, 1998
No!
-[music ends]
-Hey.
I stamped the seal before 5:00 p.m.
Out of my way, darn it.
Ms. Oh.
Thank you for your hard work.
What?
[Song-jung and Mi-seon] Mr. Kang.
Hey, what's happening? What's going on?
[melancholy music playing]
-Mr. Kang.
-Tell us what's up.
No, I'm not letting you go.
Get back and take your seat
in the CEO's office.
You're the CEO here!
The CEO of Typhoon Trading!
-I'm sorry.
-For what?
Just why…
Why are you making that face?
It's all good. Just get inside already.
-I'm sorry, I can't.
-[Ma-jin sniffles]
Please don't go.
Please.
Today is going to be…
the last day of work for me.
Wait.
Please stay on
until the very end…
and protect the company.
But…
I'll leave it in your hands.
-Wait.
-No, Mr. Kang!
-Tae-poong!
-Let me go talk to him.
Wait. Hold on, Mr. Kang.
Just a second.
Why are you just taking off?
Ms. Oh.
Please see our deal through.
Get back there. Everyone's waiting.
No, I won't.
That's not the issue right now.
[Mi-seon sobbing]
Please don't go.
That was all I could do
as the CEO of our company.
Stay and talk to me for one moment.
That's all I ask. Please.
Please…
I'd better get going.
-[sobbing] Oh, no.
-[slow sentimental song playing]
What do I…
[Myung-gwan] How will the family
go on without their breadwinner?
[Seon-taek] He's had a fine life
as the little prince of Gangnam.
[Tae-poong] Well…
I want to learn how to do my job.
[brakes screeching]
You're the only one I can ask for help.
Please help me.
Hello, I'm Kang Tae-poong
from Typhoon Trading.
Is it working?
-[Seon-taek] Tae-poong?
-Yes?
-Have you called Pusan?
-I'm doing it now.
[mutters indistinctly]
[Ma-jin exclaims]
Are you okay, Mr. Go?
[Seon-taek sighs]
"Burned it all… down to pure white."
[Mi-seon] You're the CEO now.
But I have no employees…
or any money…
or any things to sell.
But what I'm trying to say is,
Ms. Oh Mi-seon…
Will you come and work…
for Typhoon Trading…
as a trader?
[yells]
Whoo!
Shoe Park's Safety Shoes.
-[Mi-seon sobbing]
-I smell, don't I?
Play the CD.
-Our Prophet is--
-[shouts] Mr. Koo!
[Tae-poong] Please help us out.
Please help Typhoon Trading.
Mi-seon.
[objects clattering]
-What did you say? Ouch!
-Wait.
-Are you okay? What happened?
-Wait. Darn it.
Are you okay… Is the car okay? [laughing]
-Ow! Ow!
-Give up what? Your position as the CEO?
What are you talking about?
Well, I couldn't sit around
and let the business go bankrupt.
I can't help it.
This is who I am.
That was all I could do
as the CEO of our company.
The one you really like?
The one I love.
[slow sentimental song continues]
[song ends]
[pensive music playing]
Where do I go now?
[Jin-young] I am rooting for your dream.
Dad…
[Jin-young] You are always
my most beloved person.
Remember.
People are more important than results.
We are more fragrant than flowers
and more valuable than money.
This is my wish.
[pensive music continues]
[sniffles, exhales]
[sniffles] Okay, first things first.
Even on his way out,
the guy stamped the seal
and signed our payment request.
Mr. Kang did so much for me.
I feel so terrible.
That's the man Mr. Kang is.
You're right.
As for us,
we'll protect the company at all costs.
-I'm so touched.
-[laughs]
[man] Let's go.
[Manager Ha] Move the sofa inside.
[Hyun-jun's men] Yes, sir.
Hey, Mi-ho.
Take this. I don't need it anyway.
XDG ENTERTAINMEN
MANAGER WOO TAE-MIN
Why not?
This is a solid company,
and he's a hotshot over there.
Hey, do you take me for a pathetic loser
who'd gladly accept help from your ex?
Do you think I'm an idiot
because I keep on smiling?
You got it all wrong.
I only wanted to help you
realize your dream.
My dream
is to make you happy.
That's all I wanted.
I'm off.
[mellow music playing]
Hey.
[shouts] Hey, Wang Nam-mo!
Do you honestly think you can be happy
when you are begrudgingly slogging away
after giving up your dream?
Aren't you the one
who thinks I'm an idiot?
I walk on eggshells around you too!
When did I ever make you do that?
You always play the guitar
and sing at the pub.
I know that's your real passion.
Don't use me as your excuse!
That's a huge turnoff.
I've had enough. Let's end it for real.
I dumped you, got it? Don't call me.
-[line ringing]
-[music continues]
[disconnects line]
[mellow music continues]
[Mi-seon] Tae-poong.
Why didn't you answer your phone?
You had me worried.
Have you had dinner?
I'm sorry.
What were you doing out here?
What was on your mind?
[scoffs] Well…
I couldn't come up with
what I should do
or where I should go.
That's all.
[chuckles softly]
It's really tricky.
You're officially unemployed, Tae-poong.
You're right.
This time, you really have no employees
-or any money or any things to sell.
-[music ends]
And now,
no company.
Still, hear me out, Tae-poong.
Even if
things look very bleak…
we will always
be waiting for your return.
So would you…
continue to be the CEO of Typhoon Trading?
TYPHOON TRADING
CEO KANG TAE-POONG
[emotional music playing]
[inhales deeply] I would gladly do so
if I ever get that honor again.
[breathes deeply]
[music continues]
Wait for me, Dad.
I won't ever give up.
CEO PYO HYUN-JUN
[imperceptible]
[Mi-seon] Could I get approval
to take out the bankbook?
-[amusing music playing]
-[bookkeeper] Ah. For Dabontech?
[Ma-jin] It's the last day
for bill repayment, so let's move quickly.
[bookkeeper, unhurriedly]
Okay, give me a moment.
[Ma-jin huffs impatiently]
BANKBOOK RELEASE REQUES
What are you doing?
I'm drawing up the form
for the bankbook release.
[Song-jung] What?
[bookkeeper] You need approval first.
[Song-jung] Why are you making a new form?
[Ma-jin] I told you we were in a hurry,
and that's how you go about it.
STAFF IN CHARGE, MANAGER,
GENERAL MANAGER, DIRECTOR, CEO
[exasperated sigh]
-Ah. All set.
-You done?
-I'm done.
-Okay.
We need five signatures now?
They're doing this on purpose.
[sighs] I'll go get his signature.
[mutters indistinctly]
[Mi-seon knocks at door and enters]
[sighs]
BUSINESS LICENSE
TYPHOON TRADING
PYO HYUN-JUN
[Hyun-jun] Hey, Freckles.
What do you think? Is it hanging straight?
I need your approval
to take out our bankbook.
-[intriguing music playing]
-Really?
[slams file on table]
All right, then. [grunts]
Why don't you go get me
a refreshing chilled coffee?
You look like you're ready
to throw a punch.
Did I ever say I wouldn't sign it?
[in English] Ms. Oh.
[in Korean] Let's take it easy
and relax a little, okay?
Go get me that coffee already
if you want the bankbook.
[music ends]
[snickers]
[MI-seon] Here.
Hope it helps with your repayment.
[mid-tempo jazz music playing]
BUHO MUTUAL SAVINGS BANK
-[indistinct conversation]
-[music continues]
[cell phone ringing]
Hello? Did Mr. Bae enter the bank?
-Yes, just now.
-All right.
I'll return to the office now.
Okay.
He's reached the bank.
[employees exclaiming in relief,
applauding]
-[speaking indistinctly]
-[music ends]
-Let's go!
-[others] All right!
Did it go well?
It did. It's all sorted out.
[cell phone ringing]
MR. BAE OF DABON
-[tense music playing]
-[Gang-sik] Mr. Kang, we've got a problem.
The bank closed early,
and I couldn't make the payment.
What do I do now?
APPLICATION FOR DESIGNATION
OF BUHO BANK AS PRINCIPAL BANK
APPLIED BY: MARK CHOI
Dominion Rex Group could've partnered
with any other commercial banks.
And yet, you chose our mutual savings bank
as your principal bank. [chuckles softly]
It's an honor.
Foreigners tend to be
more well-informed in finance.
-You know how they are.
-Of course.
I hope we can attract
more foreign customers.
By the way, Mr. Kim…
Uh, remember Dabontech,
the company I asked you about earlier?
How are things going for them?
Their promissory note is due today.
Ah. [sucks teeth] Unfortunately,
the internal affairs of our branch
forced us to close a bit earlier today.
What a pity. [tsking]
They're in for big trouble.
Mr. Bae.
What do I do?
-They won't take the money.
-What?
You couldn't make the payment?
The official business hours
of this bank are until 4:30 p.m.
They apparently closed an hour early.
That means
it's all over.
So they're closed?
They
declared my company bankrupt.
How could this happen?
-How heartless.
-Mr. Bae.
Stay put and don't go anywhere.
I'll be right back.
Stay right here.
-We're closed for the day.
-Oh…
I won't take long.
-I only need a minute.
-I'm sorry.
I'm only following orders.
[Mr. Kim laughs]
[mouthing]
[in English] Thank you. [laughs]
[man, in Korean] Let's head back, sir.
Excuse me.
Are you from Buho Mutual Savings Bank?
Yes, we are.
Dabontech was declared bankrupt
because they couldn't
honor their promissory note today.
It's still during business hours.
If you let us in,
we can make the payment right away.
[Mr. Kim] We're closed for the day.
-Excuse us.
-Wait.
One company's fate hangs in the balance.
If a factory worth hundreds of millions
of won is lost over just 30 million,
all its employees and their families
will end up suffering.
Please help us just this once.
I humbly ask for your help.
Don't let them bother you, Mr. Kim.
Let's go inside.
Businesses with improper management
dragged the country into the IMF crisis.
You shouldn't be running a factory
worth hundreds of millions of won
when you don't have 30 million.
You brought on the economic bubble,
crippled our society,
and ruined our country.
-You should be ashamed. [chuckles]
-After you, sir.
You're talking about shame?
Shame?
Listen, mister!
Our society has indeed been crippled,
but that's not because
of the hard-working people.
It's because of opportunistic crooks
who prey upon them for easy money!
For your information,
the country is still standing tall.
-What do you think you're doing?!
-Stick to your business hours first!
[Song-jung sobbing]
[Ma-jin] Listen.
Things sure look fishy.
The factory site belongs
to the company as well, right?
That alone is a huge sum.
And yet, they proceeded
to declare bankruptcy right away.
I don't get it either.
We have the machines
and countless products inside.
That does seem fishy,
but what I find odd
is that I ran into Hyun-jun there.
Why would they harass
a small company like my father's?
-[continues sobbing]
-[Mi-seon] Don't cry.
[Tae-poong] Where's Mr. Koo, by the way?
-[Myung-gwan] Mr. Kang! Ms. Oh!
-[Mi-seon] Hello, Mr. Koo.
[Myung-gwan panting]
I'm sorry to keep you all waiting.
Goodness, what's with the getup?
They reassigned this guy
to Pyo Merchant Marine's security team.
-[Tae-poong] What?
-What a load of jerks.
His uniform doesn't even fit him.
Are those capri pants or what?
He's not the most affluent-looking guy,
and they made him look shabbier.
How did your father's company
end up going bankrupt anyway?
-[woman 1] What the…
-[man 1] They're here!
-[woman 1] Come on out!
-[man 1] Join us!
[woman 1] Quickly!
[woman 2] My gosh. What do we do?
-Let's all link arms.
-[employees clamoring]
[woman 3] Oh, no…
-Move out of the way.
-Wait.
[clamoring]
What is all this?
Stop it, will you?
-Who are you with?
-Move!
At least state where you're from first!
I'm an officer of the district court.
What about these people?
I want anyone who's not here
on official duty off our property.
We wouldn't need extra help
if you didn't get in my team's way.
Sirs, please stay in the courtyard.
As of this moment,
all items inside this factory
shall not be moved, taken out,
or used without proper authorization.
We'll now begin the seizure
and the appraisal for auction.
Let's get to work.
[clamor continues]
-Please keep an eye on them, Mr. Bae.
-Understood.
It's going to be fine, sir.
[Gang-sik] Goodness.
[Tae-poong] Take it slow, will you?
-[agent] You've got something to say, huh?
-[Song-jung] No, not exactly.
EXERCISING RIGHT OF RETENTION
-[tense suspenseful music playing]
-[man 1] Is this really necessary?
Don't take it down.
Step aside.
Don't touch it.
[people speaking indistinctly]
You can't touch this anymore.
[Song-jung's mom] If we can't keep
the machines running, they'll get rusty.
[man 2] Don't tag every item.
The downtime will damage these machines.
Excuse me, Officer.
Can't we let them run
for the sake of maintenance?
That's not possible.
[Hyun-jun] Hey!
You can always count on Tae-poong
to meddle when he's not wanted.
Dude, everything here will belong to me
once the company assets are auctioned off.
[mimics camera beeping]
You're buying them?
[Hyun-jun] Don't leave anything out
of the appraisal.
[tense suspenseful music continues]
[whistling a tune]
[dark music playing]
[tense dramatic music playing]
Ah!
Ah. Ah.
[in English] There wasn't anything
in particular worth noting.
-So let's just stick to the plan.
-[man] Understood.
[music intensifies]
SEIZED
[in Korean] Wait, Mr. Kang.
Give me some room.
Okay.
It's just odd whichever way I look at it.
I agree.
Why are we scrubbing the parts
in the dead of night?
You heard how the idling machines
could easily break down.
This is maintenance.
I get that it's necessary,
but why are we the ones…
We should take it on, I guess?
Of course. We're family.
-Of course.
-[Tae-poong] Look.
I still don't get why Hyun-jun
is participating in the auction.
Why is he taking part?
He lost interest and spent his time
in the back of his car later on.
What's his name…
Was it Mark? That guy came in
and spent a while in the office.
Yes, right there.
[Tae-poong] Why did Hyun-jun bring people
from a foreign company?
[suspenseful music playing]
[Myung-gwan] There you go.
[in English] Good job. Thank you.
You're welcome.
[Song-jung, in Korean] Why do you keep
scratching your hands, Mr. Go?
-It's all because of me.
-Not at all.
Don't get me started.
Those jerks kept badgering Ms. Oh
-to get them coffee or wash their dishes.
-[Tae-poong] Huh?
-I couldn't stand it.
-He took care of everything.
So I took care of everything.
I'm doing fine.
-Are your hands okay?
-Mine are fine.
-He did all the work.
-I developed eczema.
-[Mi-seon] I didn't do any of the work.
-[Tae-poong] Still…
I'm the one who got dermatitis eczema.
I did.
-Will you scratch them for me?
-[Mi-seon] Sure.
[Song-jung groans]
I actually feel better.
[Song-jung] It's actually helpful…
Hey, Seon-taek.
-Ms. Cha.
-How…
Song-jung's mother asked me
to bring you some snacks.
Why are you even here, lady?
[shouts] Mr. Bae!
-It's not what you think. I just--
-No.
I asked him for a favor.
-Ms. Cha.
-Thank…
[Ma-jin] Thank you for these.
[Song-jung]
Please don't misunderstand, Mr. Koo.
-We all know--
-[Myung-gwan] Why, you!
[Song-jung]
We know things are rough for her.
[Ma-jin] That's enough.
Our priority is handling the obstacle
right in front of us.
Let's circle back to what you were saying.
That Mark guy seems to be the one
eyeing this company.
It's even odder that a foreigner
would take an interest.
Right, when we visited
Pyo Merchant Marine's office,
weren't those guys shaking hands
with a contract between them?
[Tae-poong] What?
Where's Mr. Pyo?
[claps] You're right.
In that case, that document
will give us an answer.
How would we find it?
Are you suggesting we commit burglary?
Let's not stoop so low
as to become criminals.
What do you mean? All we'll be doing
is taking a tour of the place.
Mr. Koo's right.
Technically, we're an affiliate
of Pyo Merchant Marine.
[Ma-jin] All right, fine. Then…
Why don't we make a move?
[Mi-seon] We'll have to take a look.
[Myung-gwan]
Let's start by looking for the key.
[Song-jung] I know where the key is.
[Ma-jin] Where's Myung-gwan?
Oh, Mr. Koo?
He's on the night shift tonight.
He was running late and dashed away.
-Are you sure you're fine?
-[Mi-seon] Of course.
If that jerk, Hyun-jun,
harasses you again--
-I'll tell you right away.
-[whining] I'm being serious.
This is nerve-racking for me.
-You're worrying over nothing.
-[quirky music playing]
[Mi-seon and Tae-poong giggling]
You two are walking
unusually close together.
The alley's too narrow.
-[Ma-jin] It's broad as it can be.
-Really?
-Keep some distance, okay?
-Okay.
Move away some more.
Be careful, okay?
You could end up catching feelings.
Your focus should be
on your career, Ms. Oh.
We can't have you fall in love.
-Let's be careful, okay?
-[chuckles] Of course.
All right, then. After you.
-This isn't the time for romance, okay?
-[Mi-seon] Of course.
What's wrong?
I wondered if you were feeling okay
because you kept fidgeting.
Never mind.
Mr. Kang seems to be in a strange mood.
-[in English] Nice to see you again.
-[Hyun-jun] Great to see you again.
[in Korean]
Freckles, fetch us some iced coffee.
[mutters indistinctly]
-[door closes]
-[Ma-jin] No, stay put.
-Oh, no.
-No, stay seated.
-I'll do it.
-But your hands…
[Song-jung] Don't they sting?
[kettle boiling]
[hawking a loogie]
[mutters indistinctly]
[pouring water]
Jeez.
I need iced coffee prepared by Freckles
to start my day in a great mood.
[Ma-jin speaks indistinctly]
-We don't want your luxury suit stained--
-Give it a rest, can't you?
-You're too much, Mr. Go.
-[in English] No, thanks.
[Hyun-jun, in Korean]
I told you he doesn't drink it.
How many times must I remind you?
-Oops.
-[screams]
-Whoa! Ms. Oh!
-You did that on purpose, didn't you?
[bookkeeper] What's the matter?
-[Ma-jin] Ms. Oh, how could you…
-[bookkeeper] My gosh!
-Oh, dear.
-[Hyun-jun] You made me look like a clown.
[Ma-jin] Seriously, Ms. Oh.
You shouldn't have done that.
-[Hyun-jun] Darn it.
-[speaks indistinctly]
-[Hyun-jun groans] So annoying.
-Oh, no.
-[Ma-jin] Come on, Ms. Oh.
-[suspenseful music playing]
-[Hyun-jun] I bet she did it on purpose.
-[door closes]
Hey, it's a drone!
-North Korea!
-[others] North Korea?
-It must be them!
-[Mi-seon] What?
Can it be the armed communists' doing?
-[Song-jung] Look!
-[Ma-jin] Armed communists…
Look, everyone.
North Korea! Look.
-North Korea!
-[Ma-jin] My gosh!
-The communists…
-[whispers indistinctly]
-[woman 1] North Korean spies?
-[woman 2] What's that?
[people murmuring indistinctly]
-Wait, was North Korea in that direction?
-[woman 3] That direction?
My gosh, look at the beautiful harmony
of the leaves and flowers.
It's almost summer.
-[Mi-seon] Uff!
-[Ma-jin groans]
-What's his deal?
-Oh, boy.
[suspenseful music continues]
Hmm…
SEIZED
MONITORING 24-7
Great.
Get a load of him, looking all sharp.
We're only delivering justice.
All right, then. We'll see you in an hour.
-Team, to your positions!
-[fast-paced rock music playing]
We'll go up.
You two, go to that punk's room.
-Be careful.
-Be careful.
Keep a close eye on things, Mr. Bae.
Where are you going?
It's patrol time.
I should perform my duty.
Okay.
Man, long-timers sure
have a different mindset.
PYO MERCHANT MARINE
Okay, let's search the place.
[Mi-seon] All right.
What the heck?
He never works.
Why does he have so many files?
MEMORANDUM OF UNDERSTANDING
[music continues]
Where am I?
All corners look the same.
Hmm?
[door closing, locking]
[music ends]
[Myung-gwan] Huh.
Are they raising an animal?
[inhales sharply]
[Mi-seon] The whole pile…
[Tae-poong groans] Darn it.
[exhales]
-Why is this here?
-What?
[Tae-poong] Huh?
-That crazy bastard!
-What's wrong?
-What's the matter?
-Look at this.
-Seriously.
-What the…
It's my dad's nameplate.
CEO KANG JIN-YOUNG
[guard, outside] Is someone there?
We have to hide.
-Hide yourself.
-Let's lie down.
-Break-in suspected in the main building.
-[synth pop music playing]
Break-in suspected in the main building.
Send backup.
[over radio] Break-in suspected
in the main building. Send backup.
Security team,
report to the main building.
Security team,
report to the main building.
-We're in the clear.
-Really? Has he left?
I think he's gone.
[music continues]
-What's wrong?
-Let's…
-Let's stop by at the CEO's office.
-Okay.
Who's that? Who's there?
Ms. Cha?
What are you doing here?
[Seon-taek]
I lied, saying I had to make a delivery.
This is the CEO's office.
Anything of value should be here.
The guards are coming. Let's leave.
Never mind me. You two should get going.
I can say I'm here for work.
-Go on, leave.
-No, come with us.
-Ms. Oh, let's head out first.
-Nonsense. We have to leave together.
You should come too, Ms. Cha.
We've got to leave.
-Come on.
-Who's that?
Ahhh! Wait!
-[upbeat rock song playing]
-Mr. Kang!
You bastard!
[both grunting]
[yelps] Watch out, Mr. Kang!
He's behind you!
[Seon-taek yells]
Oh, no.
Hey!
-What the…
-[Mi-seon] Ms. Cha!
[Tae-poong groans]
-Let go!
-Don't hurt her!
[guard screaming]
-[Mi-seon and Seon-taek screaming]
-[yelling]
-[Mi-seon] Mr. Kang!
-You bastards.
I served with the 498th class
of the Korean Marine Corps. Get going.
Go. Hurry!
Is that a uniform? I can't believe it.
Jeez.
Count yourselves lucky.
Hey, that's Mr. Go.
DON'T TOUCH THE CONTROL PANEL
[song continues]
[guard 1] Hey, they're downstairs!
-[guard 2] Go after them.
-[guard 3] Hurry, Mr. Go!
[guards tripping, clamoring]
All right!
[speaks indistinctly]
This way.
Hurry up!
This is why you need
quality security cameras.
Your cheap cameras
can't catch a thing now.
-[guard 1] What happened?
-[guard 2] Why did the lights go out?
-[guard 3] Hurry.
-You damn bastards!
[guards grunting]
-Ms. Cha!
-What's going on?
[clamoring, screaming]
[in English] Yes!
-[in Korean] Hey.
-Mr. Kang.
-Hurry!
-Run!
Quickly!
-Ms. Cha!
-Run for your life!
Hurry! Hurry up!
[screaming]
Hurry up! Quickly!
-Just go. Move!
-[guards banging on shutter]
Help her.
-But they're…
-Darn it.
Hey, wait for me. Oh, shoot.
[song fading out]
[Mi-seon] Are you okay?
What about you?
[Song-jung] Gosh.
Great work tonight.
I brought some red ginseng drinks
to boost your energy.
-That's lovely.
-Thank you.
Here, here.
-Here you go.
-[in English] Thank you.
[Song-jung, in Korean]
Your flying kick was amazing, Mr. Go.
-I sure showed them.
-Here you go, Ms. Cha.
I'll take a pass.
[Ma-jin] Come on, Seon-taek.
Drink this before you go.
Ms. Cha.
[soft music playing]
What's up? Did you find something?
[Myung-gwan] What is it?
Tell us what it is.
[Tae-poong]
"In exchange for a 40-million-won loan,
Pyo Bak-ho will transfer 30% of his shares
of Pyo Merchant Marine."
"He also pledges to return the full amount
in cash by August 16, 1990."
"Written on August 16, 1989."
"Creditor Kang Jin-young."
"Debtor Pyo Bak-ho."
[theme song playing]
[breathing heavily]
This is it.
It's the promissory note.
-[Myung-gwan laughs]
-[Mi-seon] Is it the real thing?
Yes, this is the one.
[relieved sigh]
I finally found the promissory note.
CREDITOR: KANG JIN-YOUNG
DEBTOR: PYO BAK-HO
PROMISSORY NOTE
[Seon-taek] Mr. Koo.
Goodness.
[both sobbing]
Oh, dear.
[Song-jung laughing]
Gosh, Ms. Cha!
We've come such a long way for this…
when I've had it with me the whole time.
[Song-jung continues laughing]
-[Song-jung] It's all good now.
-[Seon-taek] Oh, my goodness.
-[Myung-gwan sighs]
-[Song-jung exclaims, whoops]
We found it!
THE LAST MATCH
[theme song continues]
TYPHOON FAMILY
[Tae-poong] The business and the people
will all go back to their places!
We'll all go back to our places!
Please welcome Contestant 13, Wang Nam-mo!
[Nam-mo]
I will try my best without giving up.
Wait a second.
What are you two up to? What was that?
[Seon-taek] Everyone in this world knows
except for you three here.
I need you to do something.
[Bak-ho] You crazy idiot.
[Hyun-jun] I also kicked out that punk,
Kang Tae-poong,
and took over Typhoon Trading.
[Tae-poong] Stop talking nonsense!
I have never once given up
or abandoned this company.
[song continues]