A Girl at My Door Page #5
- Year:
- 2014
- 119 min
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You're going to Australia.
Over here!
Sorry to call you out this late.
No worries!
I wasn't sleeping.
My friend is a bit drunk. Can you
drive her to the inn down the road?
Yes, ma'am.
What's wrong with you?
What are you doing?
Why are you doing this?
I need a beating.
I didn't behave.
Are you crazy?
Did you do this to yourself?
You don't beat me.
If you're mad,
you can just beat me.
I'm not mad.
Stop, I'm not mad.
Don't do this!
That boy is gone mad.
He's throwing off
all the seed oysters.
That f***er has lost it.
He's been complaining lately.
- That bastard.
- Just calm down.
What's the matter?
Tell me.
Please send me home.
I don't need money.
Please let me go.
I have to go now.
Please send me home.
Please send me home.
My mom is very sick.
Send you home?
Are you an illegal immigrant?
Mr. Park.
You're aware that hiring
illegals and skimping on wages
is in violation of the law?
What did I do to deserve this, huh?
Only thing I did was work my ass off
to make this town prosperous.
Why didn't you allow your worker
to leave and see his sick mother?
This is nuts.
It's not so simple, you know?
If I send him home, the rest will
line up with their own requests.
- So I suggest...
- Mr. Park.
You know what a broker is?
A broker is as liable as the owner,
and both will be punished.
A low-grade broker like you
will get even harsher punishment.
Oh f***!
Who the hell are you accusing?
I don't know how many times
I've warned you.
Listen carefully.
Pay off the wages you owe
and send him home immediately.
Otherwise, the police and immigration
will pursue this together.
If you've understood, then leave.
You're really out to get me.
talk as well.
I saw you doing something at night
with that woman from Seoul.
I wish the f***
someone would ask me what I saw.
What the hell are you talking about?
When she lets you go, then leave.
Wait, I wasn't the only one.
Bakeem saw it too.
Get out of here.
So don't take me so lightly!
- I told you to leave!
- Go.
Where have you been this late?
Do you know what time it is?
School starts tomorrow.
I went home to get my uniform.
School starts tomorrow?
Okay, then.
Get ready for school.
Let me see.
You've grown taller too, Sun Dohee.
You smell like alcohol.
- Dohee.
- Yeah?
Vacation is over.
Go back home.
I met my dad.
He tried to hit me again,
so I ran back here.
Dohee.
I'm not your mother.
I'll find your mother.
No!
I'm sorry.
From now on, I'll be obedient, and
I won't throw my clothes everywhere.
I won't eat with my bare hands.
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