The Bacchus Lady Page #4

Don't show off with broken English,

you whore.

Admit that you're jealous.

How could I be jealous of

a b*tch with no husband?

What's the use of having one

that can't even get it up?

You're ruining it for all of us

by selling out for pennies!

Shut your trap.

Hello. It's me.

So-young!

How are you?

Long time, no see.

Right. You're doing well?

Sure.

- I have a job as you can see.

- I see.

Lovely flowers.

This is my stop.

I'll go to Jongno to see you.

- I won't work there anymore.

- Really?

- Well, I'll come see you.

- Okay.

Take this.

Huh?

Okay...

You've got a nice body.

I try to work out

as often as I can.

Can I feel it?

You want to?

You're so hard.

It's not easy to stay this fit

at my age.

I'm impressed.

How about a date with me?

A date?

I'd like that.

Can I open a Bacchus for you?

I'm good.

A damn hooker!

The weather is so nice.

Wonder how many more autumns

are left for us now.

You don't talk much.

Your hands are so soft.

Wow, you'll have great luck

in the future, too.

Honey.

Excuse me.

Are you... Mi-sook?

Yang Mi-sook, right?

Oh my god, sis!

It's me!

Bok-hee, Jeon Bok-hee!

From Lena House

near Camp Casey.

We worked there together.

It was a long time ago.

It's been ages!

I never thought I'd see you again.

How have you been?

How did you recognize me?

I knew when I saw that big nose.

No one calls me

that name anymore.

Right, you changed your name.

What was it?

Right... So-young.

So young!

You remember.

And yours was Happy.

Yes, I was Happy.

Honey, I met an old friend.

We were really close.

Old friend.

This is my hubby.

What happened to James?

Oh, sorry.

It's okay.

He knows all about me.

And he can't hear anyway.

I see.

James died.

More than 20 years ago.

What about Steve?

That son of a b*tch...

I don't know

if he's dead or alive.

Must be getting drunk and

beating up girls somewhere.

Gosh...

Your son must be all grown up.

Yes.

He's doing well in the U.S.

Good to hear.

I'm sorry,

but I have to go now.

Sis...

- Do you come here often?

- Yes, very often.

Then we'll get to see

each other again.

- I'll call you.

- Yes...

Freeze and stop!

Freeze...

You were waiting for me?

- Here.

- 'Thank you.'

Let's go in.

So-young.

Here.

Hello.

Why haven't I seen you

in Jongno for so long?

No use going there.

I can't make love anymore.

I'm not a man anymore.

Tell me if you need my help.

You're not the only one

hard to see around these days.

We're all in queue for

the last train of life.

You're either sick or dead.

You remember Jong-soo?

Sure I do.

Your friend who enjoyed dirty jokes.

That's right.

He's in terrible condition now.

He's locked himself in.

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