Breathless Page #4

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I'm your dad, you f***ing bastard.

The f***er who goes round

beating people to a pulp.

He thinks he'll never get it himself.

But there's gonna be a day when the f***er

gets f***ing beaten to a pulp too.

But that day's f***ing today

and the guy doing the beating

is a f***ing c*nt.

There's even an audience.

So I'm saying if you borrowed something,

pay it back.

Why you putting it off?

Making bastards like me come and visit.

I'm sorry, I'm wrong.

Let me offjust the once.

The f***ing fathers of this country

are all such c*nts.

He's a f***ing fool

but when it comes to his family,

he's Mr. Kim ll Sung.

You Kim II Sung? You f***er.

You Kim II Sung?

Eh? F***ing shithead?

Son of a b*tch!

Eh?

- You bastard.

- Stop. Please stop.

Boss!

I'm here.

Ohh, you're early?

F***ing bastard. I woke up at 4:30.

You f***ing around?

Hey, c*nt. We have newbies here.

You gonna show

such disrespect for the boss?

What they gonna learn?

What have you taught them?

Teach my ass.

They do fine without any teaching.

Oh?

Wow. Who would've thought I'd see the day

Kim Sang Hoon gives out compliments.

Well done.

But...

Aren't you a high schooler?

I graduated.

Did you?

Okay.

Hand me the collected funds.

How much is there?

Woohoo... you managed to collect a lot.

The two of you are

a match made in heaven.

And this is the change from

the Chinese food, taxi ride

and snacks for the boys.

That's fine. Don't worry about it.

Normally you'd get your pay monthly.

But seeing that you came out at daybreak

and worked your f***ing ass off.

- Here, take this.

- Thank you.

Hey! You don't need the money now,

do you, Kim Sang Hoon?

Hey. Let's go for a drink.

Hey! I want to have another drink,

but seeing as you guys were

out all day working your asses off.

Go home and get some rest.

I bet you're tired.

Let's go for a drink next time.

Round up all the family

and go someplace nice.

Put out the pussies like this.

Good idea, isn't it?

- Hwan Gyu. Innit, Hwan Gyu?

- Sure.

Hwan Gyu, you go ahead.

Sang Hoon and I need to talk.

- Then I'll be off then.

- Alright now.

Thank you.

Off you go.

That bastard's quick.

Cute, isn't it?

Then live with him. Bastard.

I don't like a**holes, bastard.

If you've got something to say,

say it now. So I can get going.

F***er.

Yeah, got something to say.

How's your old man doing?

Take this to him, eh?

It's not like he knows how to do anything.

Do you think he's even eating properly?

I'll pass it on to him today.

Tell him it's from the president of his fan club.

I'm off.

Hey!

For orphan bastards like me.

Even having a dad like that

would be swell. F***er.

You having a drink, f***er?

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