Breathless Page #2

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Hey, bastard.

Give this to your mother.

- If she asks who gave it to you...

- Mum!

Oh, f***.

Sang Hoon!

Sang Hoon, stay for dinner

and play a bit more with Hyung In.

And...

put this away.

- Your sister's also earning money.

- Hey, b*tch. Who's my sister?

Do you know my mum?

F***ing c*nt.

- Don't swear at my mum!

- Hyung In.

Is that your wife?

Oh... even gangsters have family.

Piss off. Drop dead.

Why did you f***ing ignore my message?

I told you, you ignore my messages,

I go to the police. Right?

Hey you f***ing c*nt.

I told you to piss off, did I not?

Hey, you!

What's the matter?

We're just talking.

You f***ing cocksucker.

F***er.

You f***ing cocksucker.

F***er.

Stop!

Stop!

You f***er!

Bastard, sh*t-head.

Stop!

Stop!

Stop it... mum's going to die.

Mum's going to die.

Stop, mum's going to die.

Dad, stop!

She'll die.

Sang Hoon! Stop him.

If he goes on like that, he'll kill her.

Stop him, Sang Hoon.

Mum's going to die!

I said leave it!

I'm afraid she was dead on arrival.

Hey!

How can you sleep at night,

after beating people to a pulp like that?

You've even killed before, haven't you?

Shut it, okay?

Hey!

You can follow me around

and pay for me,

for ignoring my call

and for this hiding place.

Got it?

Come with me.

The crazy b*tch is f***ing around.

What time do you think it is?

Look at the time,

and dinner's not even ready.

You know your old dad starts losing it

when you come in late.

I'm about to cook.

Can't you see I've been grocery shopping?

Give me 10,000 won.

What happened to the 20,000

I gave you in the morning?

C*nt!

What do you think 20,000 is worth?

I ordered some Chinese and that was it.

Hurry up and give it to me.

You took 50,000 from my wallet

without asking the day before yesterday.

Well, I thought I could help myself,

seeing as you left it lying around.

But it's not like it's your money.

Why are you getting f***ing worked up,

like it's your own money?

F***ing b*tch.

Well, it's not your money.

Then you take care of the house

with that money.

You can do all the grocery shopping

and cooking and cleaning,

and get accused of being

a thieving b*tch by dad.

Shut it, f***ing b*tch.

Are you losing it cos you want to die? C*nt.

Give me the money

while I'm asking you nicely, f***ing c*nt.

Otherwise I'm going to tear

your panties to pieces.

F***ing c*nt.

Eat.

Aww, my daughter's made dinner for me.

Your mother's lost her mind

meeting other men,

but my daughter's a good girl. My girl.

Have you seen my bank book?

I can't find it in the drawer

or in the closet.

Your mother hasn't run off

with it again, has she?

I earned that money

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