The Aggressives Page #5

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Even if we...

break up some day... Iet's not | date anyone else for 6 months.

You can promise that, right?

What? | Three months?

That's too short.

Bastard.

Let's rock!

Let's rock!

- Someones at the door. | - Probably people from church.

- Maybe the neighbors. | - Someone get the door!

Maybe it's my enlistment papers | for the army.

You fool. | This ain't your house.

Who is it?

- Is this CHUN Sukhos residence? | - Yes, he's my father.

What Is it?

It's a summons to court.

They need a trial before a judge. | so make sure you give it to them.

Soyo!

- Bro! | - Where ya going?

- I just wanted to be alone. | - Really?

Oh, really? We're on our way to see | a really good movie.

- Right? | - Yeah.

- A movie? | - Follow us!

Thank you for bringing this here.

Just doing the duty of | all citizens.

Just worried what's inside though. | It can't be a bomb, can it?

- No, it's not a bomb.... | - What station did you find this at?

What station? | Do you remember?

Why isn't this working?

- It worked before. | - No, it didn't.

- Yes, it did. | - No way.

- It did! | - Hurry up and find it.

- Just wait! | - Can't wait.

- The movie will end soon. | - Got it!

Oh...good going.

Hanjoo! | You think I'm living properly?

Bro! | Later...

When everyone else | is in their cars.

And we got nothing but crutches. | Won't you regret it?

Yes, of course! Shh...

Man...

Where is everybody?

I'm the only one | walking at this hour.

One step | after another...

Right foot. Left foot. | Right, left.

Walking like this, | I'll probably end up somewhere.

But now where do I go?

Hey, Hanjoo.

Why don't you | answer the phone?

Are you sick? | What's wrong?

It's my arm...

- Let me see. | - Right here.

- It's swollen. Did you get it checked? | - No.

- Can you move it? | - Ow...

- Want to sign it for me? | - Sign? Okay.

This is an umbrella | and a parasol.

It can block out | rain and sun.

Soyo is mine!

What do you like | so much about him?

The way he drinks water.

- The way he smokes. | - No, honestly.

I like that he's | got no ambition.

Man, just do it.

Put your head in the toilet | and flush it.

Come here, you.

There's soap under your ear. | No, the other one. Here.

- Why do you skate? | - Huh? Well kid...

It's like...

Your sh*t don't loo | the same each time.

It's pretty strange, huh?

Skating is like that. | Each time you ride, it's different.

- But shits just gone once you flush. | - I guess...

- When did you get the scars? | - these?

- These are all kiss marks. | - Yeah, right.

Idiot.

First kiss! April 97. | False step in the rain.

- How about your left knee? | - This one?

Two years ago, October. | I was riding in Myoung- dong.

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