Oldboy Page #3

-Yoo Heung-sam?

-Wrong.

-Did Lee So-young pay you?

-Wrong again.

Lee Jong-yong?

Kang Chang-suk?

Hwang Joo-yeun? Kim Na-sung?

Park Jin-woo?

Im Duk-yoon? Lee Jae-pyung? Kuk Su-ran?

-Who the hell are you?

-Me?

I'm a sort of scholar.

And my field of study is you.

A scholar studying Oh Dae-su.

An expert on Oh Dae-su.

Who I am isn't important.

What's important is why.

Think hard.

Study your whole lifetime.

School has finished,

now it's time for your homework, isn't it?

Keep this in mind:

"Whether it be a grain of sand or a rock...

"in water they both sink alike. "

Let me ask you one thing.

You hypnotized me in there, didn't you?

What did you do to me?

I miss you.

Come quickly.

Here you are.

It's alive, okay?

Now can I slice it up for you?

I must be a different breed of woman.

My hands are very cold.

Why is she doing this?

Sir.

Sir, wake up.

Keep this in mind.

"Whether it be a grain of sand or a rock...

"in water they both sink alike. "

Are you awake?

Is all this true?

That fever remedy works well.

Why did you faint if you've done

so much physical training?

A lack of vital sunlight leaves one

depleted of vitamins A and E.

Thus, one's immunity to influenza

is weakened.

Do you always talk like that?

The lock on the bathroom door is broken.

Don't get any bright ideas...

or I'll gut you like a fish.

What's this?

Suppositories. You fainted,

so how else could I give you medicine?

Can 15 years' worth of

imaginary training be put to use?

Apparently not.

That was an unforgivable sin.

I brought you back here

and then turned you down.

I can see why you're angry.

I really can.

You know,

I brought you here because I like you.

But...

you don't even know my name yet.

It's Mi-do.

You see...

Iater on...

when I'm really ready...

I swear on my life that I'll go through with it.

That song in your diary,

The Face I Want to See, that will be the sign.

When I sing it...

get ready.

I may try to resist you again...

in the heat of the moment.

But no matter what, don't stop.

Just give it to me!

Give it...

to me.

The ants...

do you still see them?

Do you still feel that way?

Yeah, if you're alone, you see ants.

People I have met who are very lonely

have all hallucinated about ants.

I tried once to work out why.

Ants move around in groups, you know.

So I suppose very lonely people

keep thinking of ants.

Although I have never done that.

She called from overseas

five or six years ago...

asking if her dad had come back.

She doesn't even know

that he killed her mother.

She has hardly any relatives,

so she calls us.

Her Korean has gotten worse.

I think her Swedish foster parents

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