Split (2016) - full transcript
A man once called a bowling legend teams up with a bookie and an autistic genius bowling player.
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an OPUS PICTURES production
Yoon Cheol-jong already recorded two
perfect games on WEDNESDAY BOWLING.
"Even at the grand prix, he's having
a perfect game up to the 9th frame."
Last frame!
"If you include the bonus frames,
he can bowl up to 3 strikes here."
There's still a long way to go.
"Don't lose your focus, Cheol-jong!"
WEDNESDAY BOWLING - FINAL MATCH
Oh! Another strike!
Yoon Cheol-jong is really amazing.
He only has two more frames
to go for a perfect game.
He better keep his calm.
- It's a strike!
- Let's go!
Yoon Cheol-jong is really amazing.
There is only one strike left
for the very first perfect game
in the history of WEDNESDAY
BOWLING grand prix.
Yes! The last one!
There's only one left for the perfect game.
SPLIT
How much is it here?
Turn it off!
I'm sorry?
"I said turn off the
music, you piece of shit."
Piece of shit?
Is he fucking kidding me?
Do you want to bring it?
Hey! Get your ass over here.
"Come over here, you son of a bitch."
What?
Fucker.
Mr. Park introduced me.
"Two for 60 dollars, and one for 35."
Even the real one costs $30.
Hey.
Then go buy it there.
Please give me six.
"Sir, let me get that."
What do you have your phone for?
I told you not to call me at 10.
How many times do I have to tell you?
Avoid 10 a.m.!
Trying to ruin my day?
"It's past 11, so let's go."
"Hey, hey!"
Did you drink?
No.
- Come closer. Come.
- No.
"I said, come closer."
Shit.
Open up.
You drank.
I didn't.
How many times do I have
to tell you not to drink?
- " Thanks.
- Yes, Sir."
- Bye.
- Here.
Thanks.
Is it those Seoul guys?
Songdo Chinese.
Singles?
Why do you think I brought him?
Scotch doubles.
$300 per game and no raises.
That's pretty big.
"Hey, Min-soo! Long time no see."
You got to get a new car.
Hey!
Wait for me!
What are you doing?
Red shoes? Red…
What is this about?
I'm doing this to save our faces.
For our faces? What a taste!
TOWOO BOWLING CENTER
Sweet.
CLOSED
- Hello.
- Here's the pretty Ms. Joo.
- Sorry we're late.
- That's okay. Please sit down.
Yes. Hello.
I don't hold anyone's hand before a game.
Okay.
You shouldn't go too hard on them today.
I lowered the average
when I talked to them.
"Oh, Ms.Yoon. You're so beautiful…"
And your body is even more beautiful.
Are you getting ready?
It's to warm you up.
"Oh, thank you."
That's nice.
"Here, one for the other player."
Don't drink it.
He has good form.
Too bad.
It fell in.
- That's too bad.
- Shit.
It's in!
Yes!
You're on a roll.
Why don't we do $500 per game?
If that's what you want
Why not?
How much is that?
"Wow, nice one!"
"All right, that's good."
- What the fuck?
- That's too bad.
Damn it.
"Hey, what are we going to do?
They're too good."
What are you talking about?
What is she doing?
- Let's finish it here.
- What's wrong with you?
You're supposed to bowl with the heart.
The one that gives up is the loser.
Yes!
- Lets get something to eat.
- Shall we?
How much did we win?
We lost 1 and won 13 times.
- " 6,500 dollars.
- Wow."
You should be more strategic.
Don't try to win all at once.
What is it? Does he want to quit already?
I think he'll play a while longer…
"Hey, you should've called me earlier."
"Hey, Bro!"
You're so hard to reach.
- Who is that?
- I don't know.
Okay. Nice shot.
This game's… Well…
Let's start over now.
- How much?
- It's $500.
Can we switch players?
Go ahead.
"Okay. He's quite a sight, huh?"
"Hey, let's make it simple
and do $1,000 a game."
"$1,000?"
Yes.
That's too much.
We don't accept credit.
"Come on, we just met."
"If one of us runs out on
cash, game's over."
- Well?
- Okay.
Okay. This is going to be fun.
That's a good one.
It's hard to beat.
Oh.
A snake eye.
That idiot…
That's too bad.
You're at a crucial part of the game.
I feel bad for you.
Thank you.
Yes. It's over.
I told you.
You're supposed to play with your heart.
It all got sorted out as soon as you came.
I'm so at ease now.
"Your shoulders are too stiff,
and your form's all wrong."
Are you all right?
Let's stop.
Are you kidding me?
"We lost $8,000. We ran out."
We ran out? Shit. How embarrassing.
"Hey, hey, hey…"
"Let's do a one on one for $8,000."
"$8,000?"
"We don't accept credit, though."
- " Let's see.
- Come on, Mr. Baek."
Stay still.
Stop holding my hand and read my fortune.
"The max we could get was $6,000."
What are you doing?
I used to be a huge fan of him.
"Life is tough, isn't it?"
"okay, $8,000!"
"Buddy, let's go."
Yes. Nice one!
That was lucky.
"Let's go, let's go."
Now they're fighting for pins.
It's neck and neck.
This is fun.
You know why people get hooked on bowling?
Well?
'Cuz you think you'd
hit a strike next time.
It drives you crazy.
- " Geez.
- Let's go, Boss."
That's it?
Good job.
Good game.
Good try.
Want one?
It will make you feel better.
Here.
See you.
Did you take that just now?
Did you?
Are you smirking?
Is that a smirk?
Bastard.
- Fuck! Why did you hit me?
- Stop it.
- Did you ask me why?
- Stop it!
Hey! Stop that!
"Hey, you…"
- Just give me my pay on time!
- Just go! Hurry!
Sheesh.
Shit. Fuck.
"Hey, I was gonna call you…"
but I thought you might be busy.
I'm not UNICEF.
Why are you using my player?
It was just a small one.
"If we win,
I'd give out some pocket money."
"If we lose, it'd come out of my pocket."
What about the bowling alley?
Who told you you could use it?
TOWOO is mine now.
It's still under my name.
Then pay me back what you owe.
I tried to save it for you
because of your father.
I even got a loan to keep it alive.
You have to start paying back.
Of course. I'll pay back.
"The interest alone is $30,000."
Don't make it harder on yourself…
and just get some easy money.
I'll introduce you to a good place.
You should make a use of
that face while you're young.
"When you get older,
you won't have any other means."
I'll pay you back in full
with interest this month.
What if you can't?
Put it under my name this month.
You can ask for an advance
at the hostess bar I know.
Okay?
"Do it right, you piece of shit."
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
"Hey, Cheol-jong."
Fuck.
You can go in first.
I have to talk to Toad.
"Yeah, you can go."
We already covered what we have to.
- Go in.
- See you later.
End of the month.
"Do it properly, fucker."
I heard you played a game today.
How can you play with that knee?
You're getting too old for this.
"There's a time and place for
everything, you know."
You never beat me when
we were professionals.
You're in no place to lecture me.
The past doesn't feed you.
Look at yourself now.
You're a crazy bastard.
"You, get up."
Hey.
"If you beat him up like this,"
how could he teach...
bowling to the ladies?
How much should you ask for? Gosh…
I thought you went to the navy.
Can't you beat a cripple like him?
He's no match for me if I put up a fight.
Hey.
Hey. That kid is out of his fucking mind.
He doesn't care about the game money.
He just wants to fight you.
Let's show him what you got.
I'll get your back.
What a piece of shit.
"You, come over here."
Hey.
What are you doing?
"You both punch with your right, huh?"
What the hell are you doing?
- What are you bastards doing?
- Get him!
Take it off.
Bastard. Are you crazy?
You little…
You…
You son of a bitch.
"Hey, bastard!"
You son of a bitch.
Don't you have any respect?
"Hey, hey."
Take it off!
"2, 4, 6, 8…"
How many times do I have to tell her? Shit.
Damn it.
Damn it!
It's locked.
Can I help you?
Yes. I heard you're looking for help.
"Ah, did Ms. Joo send you?"
Come on in.
Let's go!
"Hey, look at how funny he bowls."
Shit.
Let's go!
Look at that.
Let's go!
Let's go!
He's so good!
PARK YOUNG-HOON
He comes here everyday at this time.
"Yeah. He just throws,"
but all the pins end up falling over.
"He seems a little out of it, right?"
"I thought so, too."
Why isn't that bastard coming?
You're here.
"One for lane 10, please."
"Oh, it's you. Have fun."
"Hey, kid."
There are a lot of empty lanes.
Why are you waiting here?
Lane 10 isn't any special.
Well?
Geez. You're good looking.
Hey.
He keeps ignoring me.
Hey. Why are you using a women's ball?
Don't you have yours?
Hello?
Are you Young-hoon?
That ball looks really worn out.
Do you want one in a guy's colour?
"I'll get you one that spins well.
Hey, Young-hoon."
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Yes! Yes! Yes!
- " No, no… - Yes! Yes! Yes!"
- What's wrong?
- Yes! Yes!
I'll give it to you for free. A cheap one.
What's wrong with you?
I didn't do anything…
He hates it when strangers talk to him.
"Just leave him alone, will you?"
I didn't do anything.
- Just get out of there.
- What?
- Come out.
- I was just going to...
Come on!
I was just going to give him a ball…
I just told you. He doesn't like strangers.
Hurry up and come out. Come on!
I was just...
"I get it, so just come out."
I got it.
Hurry up. Come on.
- I was going to give him a ball…
- Are you serious?
You sure are talkative. Just come out.
Let's go!
He's so precise.
We can consider it like the
Taiwanese spinning ball.
He only bowls straight.
And he also gets the spare every time.
He would never go below 230.
I thought you said mentality
is the most important.
That's where he's the strongest in.
"No matter what other people
say, it doesn't psyche him."
That kid's a funny one. I swear.
- Is that so?
- Yes.
Just look.
His focus never leaves the lanes.
That's what you call focusing.
I'm still hesitant.
Hey.
What was his name? Min-soo?
How much did he get per
game as an ex-professional?
Seriously.
You're right.
I'm not saying I don't like him.
I think he'll be great…
But do you think we'll
be able to control him?
Let's go!
Bastard…
What the…
Where did he go? Shit.
Extra large noodles!
"Extra large noodles, please."
Welcome.
"XL NOODLES, FRIED PORK, PARK YOUNG-HOON"
I won't eat fried pork.
That's not from today.
I forgot to write it down last time.
"No, thank you.
I don't like… I don't like fried pork."
What are you blabbering about?
Just sign it.
What a bother.
Enjoy.
"Did you enjoy it, Young-hoon?"
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"
Yes! Yes! Yes!
"Hey, come over here!"
What a weirdo.
"I love you, Milkiss."
"Milkiss, the milk
flavored carbonated drink."
Do you live in the hospital?
Yes.
Why?
Don't you have parents?
Mom is in Seoul and I don't have a dad.
Why aren't you going in?
9 p.m. I'll go at 9 p.m.
"You understand everything, don't you?"
You funny bastard…
Hey.
Do you want to bowl with me?
"Oh, bowling?"
I like bowling. Bowling.
"Hey, do you know what a scotch double is?"
Scotch. Scotch.
A male and a female
player take turns and...
- " they play together at the end.
- - Yes. That's exactly it, kid."
- " Scotch double… - Hey, hey, hey."
Do you want to be on my
team for scotch doubles?
Scotch. A male player and
a female player take turns.
"Two men can play, too."
- " Well?
- I'm a male player, too."
A man and a man doesn't work.
"You and I are both men,
but it doesn't matter."
Oh… 9 p.m. I have to go at 9 p.m. Goodbye.
"Okay. Bye, Young-hoon."
Yes! Yes! Yes!
You're not supposed to say his name.
I'm sorry?
He always goes crazy when
someone calls his name.
Even his doctors don't
call him by his name.
"Did you enjoy it, Young-hoon?"
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"
Young-hoon.
"Yes, yes!"
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Is there anything else I should avoid?
How should I know?
I've never talked to him before.
Why not?
Why would I talk to a retard like him?
What are you talking about? He's fine.
At least I know what he loves.
I love it as well.
What is it?
Milkiss.
Geez.
Here comes the gold.
I love Milkiss
"Oh, it's the big bottle of Milkiss."
"Sit down, sit down."
Hello.
"All right, have a glass."
Do you want to play a
scotch double with me?
Scotch?
Yes.
A male player and a
female player take turns.
This guy...
"I told you, it can be two men."
"No. You can't. No, no."
Who says it's exclusively coed?
It's on WEDNESDAY BOWLING.
A man and a woman play in a team.
He's killing me.
WEDNESDAY BOWLING?
They stopped airing ages ago!
You're so stuck up.
They only played coed for fun.
It doesn't matter if it's two men or women.
Forget it if you don't want to.
Only teammates share things like these.
Right?
Of course. Only teammates should share.
Grape flavor.
"If you're not going to play with me,"
why should I share?
Here.
"My goodness, it's so sweet and sour."
"Hey, it's licorice."
This kind tastes the best when roasted.
Licorice
It's so chewy.
I… I'll play second.
The man goes second.
"The woman plays first,
then the man plays."
"Okay, you can go second."
- Second. Second.
- Second.
- That's great.
- Grape flavor taffy.
"Oh, taffy."
Your form is strange.
What?
Your form is strange.
Look who's talking.
Let's go!
"Okay, now this finger…"
Hold on...
"Dirty, dirty, dirty."
"I told you, it's dirty."
Let's go!
Let's go!
"Hey, can you get us a game?"
"Of course. $500 or $1,000.
It doesn't matter."
Scotch doubles.
Hello.
Why are you so late?
There was so much traffic.
Hurry up and get ready.
I look forward to learning from you.
We'll be the ones learning.
You learn more when money's on the line.
"Yes, it's entirely different."
Yes. It's entirely different. Completely…
That idiot…
Hold on.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
We have to use lane 10.
Lane 10?
"No, we'll play on lane 1."
We must play on lane 10.
- You must play bowling… - on lane 10.
It's okay. Let's go.
"Hey, this is new."
It's the newest model. It's a good one.
It moves so wildly and...
- the back end is a dream.
- It looks expensive.
What the hell's wrong with him?
Let's go!
Let's go!
What's wrong with him?
That wierdo…
"Hey, hey."
I'll take you home before 9 p.m.
What's wrong?
I have to bowl on lane 10.
10?
"You only hit straight,
why does it matter?"
"If it's too much pressure,
we can forget the bet."
"We're doing this for fun, aren't we?"
It's only the beginning.
You're right. We won't know until the end.
"Yes, we won't know."
No one knows that our team's gonna win
"Lane 10, please."
That's 24 dollars.
It's only the beginning.
Oops.
Oops.
Gosh!
"Oh, no. There's water on our lane."
- What are we going to do?
- There's water on it.
What should we do?
I better wipe it off.
- " Hey, book lane 10. Lane 10.
- Okay."
I'm sorry about this.
It was an accident.
I dropped the bottle.
We can't have dirty floors.
What?
- " Nice one.
- Good, good."
Let's go!
He's got it now.
Yes.
Let's go!
He's really got it now.
"I told you, your hook's too wide."
The lane's too dry.
You should have done a Brooklyn…
or changed your ball.
Ex… Excuse me.
"If it's too much pressure,
we can forget the bet."
What?
It's just the beginning.
You're right. We won't know until the end.
Should we raise the bet?
Raise it. Raise the bet.
Raise the money
Awesome.
Did you see the look on their faces?
I almost burst into laughter.
They wanna go again next month.
"Hey, you should call it higher next time."
"We'll suck them dry, all the way."
Of course I will. The straw is ready.
Why aren't you eating? It'll go cold.
Do you want something else?
Sour soup? Fried pork?
What's wrong?
There's no cucumber.
Cucumber?
I need chopped cucumber on my noodles.
It helps with digestion…
and it's full of minerals.
Just fucking eat it.
Excuse me!
Do you have any cucumbers?
"Could you cut this up for us, Sir?"
Are you serious? Is he the king or what?
You can do whatever you want.
"Okay, Young-hoon?"
Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
Awesome!
- My goodness.
- I spilled water.
- What the… - Shit! We're screwed.
What? You're leaving at 9 p.m.?
- Kid!
- Are you kidding me?
- " This is so wrong.
- - Let them go, let them go."
But they better give us our money back!
Hey! Do you know what time it is?
He's only 10 minutes late.
What an ass.
I shouldn't be late.
Don't be late.
"Oh, were you a professional?"
Yes.
Heard you were really famous.
Nah. It was just for a little while.
"I only recently got
interested in bowling,"
so I didn't realize.
What happened to your leg anyway?
Sorry. I shouldn't have asked.
"A car accident, what else?"
I see.
That must have been tough.
I talked to the director
and it's such a shit show.
His father passed away early and…
his mother had an affair and left.
Seriously.
"It's so crazy, huh?"
Gosh.
"When Young-hoon's grandmother died,"
she left a restaurant in his name.
So his mom came back with her new family.
Then she threw Young-hoon away like this.
How can someone do that?
How can she call herself a mother?
"Poor, poor Young-hoon…"
So what do you want me to do?
When are we going to make enough money…
if he goes home at 9 p.m. every night?
Wouldn't it be better if he
was with us all the time?
So are you going to keep him with you?
Are you crazy?
I'm not even married.
How can I live with a man in single room?
I knew it. You're telling
me to keep him with me.
"If I want to keep the bowling alley,"
"I have to make $30,000
by the end of this month."
Hmm?
Please. We're like family.
Cheers!
Damn it…
"Sir, that's different
from what we agreed on."
"You said $1,500 and now $2,000?"
"Well, that was over the phone."
"When he leaves,
I'd have to renovate the room."
But that isn't…
"a mental illness or anything, is it?"
Pardon?
It's an intellectual disability
and he also has signs of autism…
"You're his relative, right?"
"Oh, yes. I'm like his uncle."
That makes sense.
"Young-hoon doesn't make
eye contact with me,"
but he does with you.
He must have grown up with you.
"Yes, we saw each other often. Very often."
"Even if your mom calls,"
you have to tell her you're still here.
Okay?
"Yes, so that she'll keep paying you."
"Yes. Okay, okay."
"If you want to come back, just call me."
I'll come to get you.
It's… It's okay.
That's enough.
The floor can't be dirty.
"I said, stop it."
The floor has to be clean.
Clean…
"Don't touch anything, you bastard!"
Hey. I told you not to get in my way...
if you want to stay here.
Don't get in the way. Don't…
Fuck.
Just get your ball.
- " I locked it.
- Shit, you scared me."
- I locked it earlier.
- You freaking scared me.
Your arm's all wrong.
Let's go!
Can't we just continue playing on lane 10?
"One, left foot. Zero..."
- Are you lining up your foot?
- Yes.
"Left on one, then right on zero."
Then your hands...
Lanes and bowling have...
"no relation whatsoever, okay?"
Lane 10…
It's because of the gap between your arms.
Don't lower it too much.
Just focus on your arm and nothing else.
I have to put my hand in zero. Zero.
"Left on one, then right on zero."
"Lanes don't matter in bowling, you fool."
I have to put my hand in
the zero with the ball.
What?
Put the hand in the zero
for the ball to go straight.
Zero…
Hand…
I have to put my hand in the zero.
What the...
Put the hand in the zero
for the ball to go straight.
Zero. In the zero.
- " Left on one...
- Hey, bandage."
I need bandage.
- A bandage?
- Yes.
Hey.
Now the zero is on your head.
You have to put your hand in the zero.
Okay? Hm?
Say something.
I can put my hand in the zero.
Zero.
What's on your head?
Zero.
Let's go!
Come on in.
"The facilities are not very good,"
so just focus on the view.
You can look at the layout for now.
This way.
This is pretty much the best place...
for a bowling alley in this area.
You'll be getting a lot of business.
Go ahead.
Toad.
"Toad, it's not the end of the month yet."
I told you I'd pay you back...
including interest by end of this month.
This place is still mine for now.
We're just looking around. Go on and play.
This place is bound to get busy.
"Hey, hey, hey…"
You wouldn't have become a
professional without my dad.
Don't you remember
getting free lessons here?
That was so many years ago.
"Also, what does that
have to do with this?"
You're such a joke.
Let's keep going.
Let's go!
"Hey, are you organizing a circus?"
- " Damn.
- Get lost, you prick!"
You two are the perfect match.
"They say,
birds of a feather flock together."
Him?
He used to be a member
of the national team.
An ex-member of the national team...
- You piece of shit.
- Let's go!
"Oh, no. Cheol-jong."
Are you all right?
- Cheol-jong.
- Asshole.
"Oh, no!"
Cheol-jong!
Cheol-jong!
I'll kill them assholes.
That piece of shit.
"I was going to let it pass, but…"
You shitheads embarrassed me.
Are you okay?
"Get out of my bowling alley, you asshole!"
Do you think you can scare me?
"Hey, throw a heavy one."
"Make $30,000 by the end of the month."
Cheol-jong!
Are you okay?
That fucking asshole.
Cheol-jong…
- Damn it… - Strike.
Strike…
"Strike, strike."
"Strike, strike."
Spare...
Are you reviewing?
Yes.
You're a fucking pro.
Who taught you bowling?
My grandma.
Was she a professional player?
Oh…
She's very good.
She even got an award from the city.
How old are you again?
"26, 26."
Born in 1991…
- 26 years old.
- You're pretty old.
"Here, have a drink."
It's Milkiss for adults.
- Milkiss. Milkiss.
- Yes. It's for adults.
Drink it up.
Isn't it good? Drink some more.
Hey.
Isn't it so awesome?
It's delicious.
Now you know.
It's yummy.
Great. This is great.
Makiss.
"I love you,"
- "Makiss." - "Makiss."
- Yes!
- Let's go!
Awesome!
Good luck!
Welcome to bowling!
Hey!
I said I'll give it to you.
"Didn't you say we made $6,000 today?"
"Come on, beef doesn't cost that much."
Why are you getting us pork skin?
We can't save enough money like that.
"This is good for your
skin and delicious, too."
"Here, have some."
If we keep this up...
"30 grand is nothing.
By next year, I'll be debt free!"
Give me a grand.
For what?
Just give me some when I ask.
That jerk eats like a pig.
Look at him!
"Hey, kid. Enough candy.
Have some meat instead."
"Give me money, too."
Instead of meat.
What?
Money.
Of course I'll give it to you.
I'll keep it safe for you…
and then give it to you all at once.
"You'll give it to him, right?"
Of course.
You shouldn't trust those
assholes at the bank.
They all scam you.
I'll keep it safe for you and then…
give it to you with interest.
"Just trust me, okay? Don't worry."
Hey.
What do you plan on doing with money?
"$2.50 for bus 45,
$14 for two way intercity bus,"
and then $2.60 for city bus.
Give me $19 .10.
19 dollars. 19...
- " Hey.
- Sure thing. Here, it's $50."
- Give him one more.
- Okay. Here's 100 dollars.
$100.00
Where are you going anyway?
Hey.
Where are you going?
I have to go on September 13.
I must go on September 13.
That's two days from now.
Are you coming right back?
"You'll come right back, right?"
Where are you going?
To my grandma.
"Mom loves me too,
so I might go see mom too."
Grandma?
Lock… It's locked.
We're on the bus.
Why don't you tail him then.
I'm hanging up.
"Shit, you freaked me out!"
Good morning.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
I came to see grandma.
Is that so?
I know someone who lives… I mean died…
"What a small world, huh?
Fancy running into each other."
We rode on the same bus.
Intercity bus at 11:10 a.m.
City bus number 1.
We rode together.
- Did you see me?
- Yes.
Damn.
You're such a joker.
"Great, now we can go home together."
I… I have to go to mom's
to pick up something.
"Okay, then."
Now?
PYEONGYANG RESTAURANT
Is it here?
"Yes, it's here."
The room's in… inside.
I'll be right back.
Okay.
Long time no see!
My god!
"Hey, everyone. Look."
Shit.
You fucking retard. Hey!
How dare you come here? You little prick!
"This isn't your home anymore, okay?"
- Fuck. You bastard…
- Forget it and just go inside.
"I said, go inside!"
What are you looking at?
All of you better go before I count to 3.
"1, 2!"
- Park Young-hoon.
- Yes.
- Park Young-hoon.
- Yes.
Park Young-hoon.
- Answer me.
- Yes. Yes.
Are you going to listen to me or not?
Why don't you listen?
I told you to call in
advance if you want to come.
Didn't I?
Look at me. Look at me!
- " Park Young-hoon.
- Yes, yes!"
I send you money every month.
Why are you here?
"Also, I told you to call me in advance."
Mom! I finished dinner.
"Oh, my son."
Did you finish it already?
- " Oh, you got some on you.
- Hey!"
- My pumpkin.
- You little…
"I'll kill you tonight,
you son of a bitch!"
- What are you trying to do?
- Stop it!
- This is our restaurant now!
- That's enough.
"I said, that's enough!"
Jerk. How much did you drink?
Go in. Go inside.
Go inside!
Fuck!
Shut up.
Call before coming home.
Call. Call before coming home.
I have to call before coming.
Hey.
Is today your grandma's death anniversary?
Did she pass away on September 13th?
September 13th is my birthday.
Grandma died because of me.
"I gave her too much trouble,"
so she got rocks in her body.
She went because it was time.
She didn't die because of you.
She got rocks because of me.
That's why Santa doesn't come.
Santa knows everything.
"Aw, damn it..."
Let's have dinner together…
What are you doing out here?
He's so stuck up. I'm sick of it.
What is it?
He won't move since you're not here.
Hey. Aren't you coming?
Coming.
They won't play.
Why not? Fuck.
They heard that we're sucking people dry.
Shit. This is bad.
Aren't you Coach Joo's daughter?
"Hello, Mr. Park. It's been a while."
Yes.
Do you two… know each other?
"Long time no see, Cheol-jong."
Are you well?
Yes.
I have to go now.
I'm sorry.
I'll order you some coffee. Please have it.
How do you know Mr. Park?
Well...
We were on the same team long time ago.
Yes.
"$1,000 per game?"
Anything is good for us.
Yes. Who gave you my number?
"Oh, him?"
Mr. Baek.
Bang and bang.
Boom and boom! Okay.
- I can't see a thing.
- Low kick? Okay.
- " Sir.
- Yeah, what?"
Oh.
Mr. Yoon. Nice to see you again.
Let's just get it started.
"Okay, sure."
Are they fucking me?
What the fuck?
Let's go!
This is bullshit.
Where on earth did you find him?
He's his lover.
The rumor was true. Okay.
Thanks for the show.
That's enough for today.
Already?
It's still so early.
What's the point? We'll keep on losing.
You shouldn't be so greedy.
Let's go get some dinner.
I want to talk to you.
"Good evening, Boss!"
Don't act like a gangster.
Please go inside.
Is it ready?
Noodles. I have to eat noodles.
Try some duck. This is the mainland style.
It still has its head on.
It's really good.
We're not here to eat.
You sure are impatient.
Okay.
I have an investor from
China coming in two days.
There will be a fun game.
It would be a big one.
"It's $5,000 per game,"
with separate raises.
"From turkey to strikes
it's $2,000 by the double."
Do you get me?
"It'll be 4 grand when it's 4 times,"
and 8 grand when it's 5 times.
"At 6th time, it'll be $160,000."
- " Turkey, strike, three times.
- Yes."
- " Four times is four strikes.
- - Yes, that's right."
Five times when it's five strikes.
Yes. Eat. Eat up.
The raises will be bigger
than the game money.
That's why it's fun.
I was thinking about...
scouting you two as my players.
My boys are weak when
it comes to mentality.
"You got to play without
thinking like him,"
but they think too much.
Well?
"Okay, here's the deal."
"You'll get $10,000 in advance
whether you lose or not."
"If you win, I'll give you 10 percent."
10 percent is a little low.
Is it? What were you thinking then?
It should be at least 30 percent.
We have to save face.
What if you lose?
Are you going to give me 30 percent?
Why would you think we'd lose?
Don't jinx us.
That's what I mean.
I don't think you'll lose.
Let's play together.
"$10,000 and 15 percent."
"Let me save my face, too."
Okay?
"Hey, bring the dough."
"Kid, look over here. Here."
"I said, look over here."
Hey!
Geez.
Let's go!
Yeah!
- Head!
- Yes!
- Hit it hard.
- There.
- No hitting. No… No hitting.
- Gosh.
You're supposed to hit it.
It's for you to hit. Do you see?
- Try it.
- Sweet.
"Hey, kid. Calm down."
What's wrong?
- " I don't take photos.
- - Come on, just one."
Young-hoon.
Young-hoon. Give me some more.
You little...
"Young-hoon,
what do you want for Christmas?"
I mean from Santa Claus.
I can't get toys. No toys.
It's over for toys.
P… Perfect game. I want a perfect game.
Grandma told me that a perfect game is…
It's a gift from the heavens.
P… Perfect game.
You're crazy. A perfect game?
Hey.
A perfect game doesn't
come from the heavens.
You just got to believe in your ball.
"If you really believe you can do it,"
then you can.
It's definitely possible.
You little...
Perfect man.
"Sheesh, are you drinking again?"
Be careful.
- " Seriously.
- Oh, my back."
I'm sick of this.
My back… Do you want water?
"Oh, my back. My poor back."
- " Seriously.
- - Hey, help him take these off."
Sheesh.
"Hey, don't touch those."
What are these?
It's so pretty.
Can I try it on?
Keep it then.
I don't know how to put it on by myself.
Just put it on yourself.
Then give it to someone else.
Let's go!
Do you want something to eat?
I'll make it quick.
"I checked the lanes already,
and there isn't much."
What the… Fuck.
Let's have some fun.
"I told you,
there's nothing to worry about."
Toad's out of town.
Maybe he just rented this place out.
I'm not worried. I was just curious.
"Yes, that's it!"
What the hell was that?
Isn't that harder than railroad?
He cut off the flow. Shit.
How's he gonna hit that?
That's impossible!
Let's go!
How did he get that?
Big four!
Why should we be so nervous?
It's not Toad's money anyway.
I wasn't nervous.
"Yeah, don't be nervous, man."
It's not my money. It's my uncle's.
It's an interesting duo. A cripple…
and a retard.
Mr. Yoon. It's going smooth so far.
Do you want some food to refresh?
"You got to energize up
to beat the night, right?"
How did you miss that?
Should we stop here?
What now?
What's going on?
What happened?
Why did it all stop?
What's going on?
The gearbox seems to be broken.
Shit. It's not like we can
put up the pins one by one.
That old man better not be playing games.
Who knows.
I'll call you when we set a new date.
Good job today.
"Hey, where did she go?"
Are you looking for Ms. Joo?
Come with me.
"It's been so long, hasn't it?"
"Hey buddy, do you drink?"
Don't give him any.
"Hey bro, you were such a pro."
It was very impressive.
Don't worry.
I'm friends with this guy. Good friends.
I hear his parents threw him away.
"Not exactly,
but he's staying with me for now."
How did you even find him?
I guess you still have an eye for things.
I will be straightforward.
Hand him over to me.
Professional bowling is active these days.
Number of games increased.
"If I train and take him in,"
media will go crazy over him.
He'll become a star then.
"He's handicapped, but he's better."
It's a triumph for mankind.
He'll become so popular.
This isn't something you can do anyway.
"No, I don't want to.
I won't go elsewhere."
So you know how to talk?
"Good, good."
You have to communicate in
order to work with me. Right?
I hear you like noodles.
You need cucumbers on noodles.
"Cucumbers? Okay, okay."
I'll buy you noodles
and cucumbers every day.
The thing is…
He doesn't listen to others.
He's super arrogant and
he only listens to me.
You don't have to worry about that.
I'll get a coach…
and give him the best support to train him.
I already talked to Hee-Jin as well.
I felt bad about keeping TOWOO BOWLING...
since it reminded me of Coach Joo.
"It's awkward, you know."
"That's better for Young-hoon, too."
I didn't say anything.
"It's better for him to
be a professional, too."
Was he okay with separating from you?
Noodles...
Under the clear moon
When I think...
About it.
Everything in the world
- Feels like a dream - Young...
A spring dream
He left when Toad offered him…
some noodles.
"Hey, buddy. It's Milkiss."
I'll give you this.
Let's just play one game.
"No, no."
Do you need more beating?
Are you fucking crazy?
Don't you dare touch him.
"If any of you ever touch
him, I'll just kill you all."
- Got that?
- Yes.
I'm super good.
Cheol-jong is no match for me.
- " No, no...
- You're a fucking ass."
Piece of shit.
Floor... The floor shouldn't be dirty.
The lane shouldn't be dirty.
Are you here?
"Do something about this
bastard, will you?"
He doesn't listen to me. Fuck.
Let's go!
Why didn't he just tell me?
"Hey, go get five more headbands."
"Yes, Sir."
- " All good? I'm leaving.
- - Hold on, hold on."
I talked to the interior company.
They'll call you soon.
"Hey buddy,
why didn't you just tell me that?"
How can a headband help?
I told you not to get in my way.
He's so strange.
What a retard.
A headband? What a joke.
Did he leave already?
Yoon Cheol-jong is really amazing.
He only has two more frames
to go for a perfect game.
He better keep his calm.
Nice!
Let's go!
Let's go!
Your form is strange.
It's funny.
How come he only listens to you?
"Young-hoon doesn't make
eye contact with me,"
but he does with you.
He must have grown up with you.
Strike!
Yoon Cheol-jong...
- Let's go!
- Got a perfect game!
That retard…
"Yes, I'll call later..."
Yes. I'll call you tomorrow.
"Hey, hey, hey."
"Hey, hey, hey!"
So you want him back?
"Here's your interest. $30,000."
"Alright, take him."
"If you change your mind,"
"I'll kill you, you fucker."
"Why don't you trust me?
It's fine, just take him."
"But,"
let's play a proper game.
That game with Mr. Baek…
I plan on making bigger bets.
I want you to lose for me.
I heard you received 15 percent.
I'll give you 30.
What's the problem?
Don't you want TOWOO BOWLING back?
The bet's going to be huge.
It'll be one huge blow.
I know you're good at
doing this kind of thing.
I guess you don't want to.
All right. All right.
Just give Young-hoon back to me.
Hurry up.
Take him.
You piece of shit.
"Are you back, Sir?"
- Did you eat?
- Go ahead.
Let's go home.
I can't get in the way.
Don't get in the way.
I won't get in the way.
Follow me.
Gosh.
"Stay still, you idiot."
You shit. Just stay still.
What I want to say is…
This kid…
He'll become a star in China for sure.
The Chinese people love human drama.
I bet all the Chinese will
go crazy to bet on your son.
Professional bowling
doesn't make any money.
I was thinking of the Chinese
market from the start.
I don't know such things.
Have a drink.
"You said you trust me, right?"
Well…
"Sir,"
just trust me. I'll take care of it.
Then…
What do you…
need me to do?
PRO-BOWLER APPLICATION YOUNG-HOON
Let's go!
"Four times is $8,000."
"In total, it's $13,000."
Sheesh.
Why did it slip there?
All right.
Mr. Yoon.
Let's take a break.
We'll switch players.
"Cheol-jong, open the door."
Cheol-jong!
"I'm sorry, okay? Open the door!"
Are you going to make it so obvious?
You should be more discreet than that.
I tried my best.
Make sure you're back in the game.
Got it?
Mr. Yoon.
What are you doing?
Were you taking a dump?
Yes.
Are you feeling sick today?
No.
That's good.
"You weren't doing well, so I cut you off."
You should get ready to go back in.
Okay.
We can't win with just my guys.
It'll be a long match. We'll take it slow.
Yes.
Yes!
- We're gonna win!
- It's been a while since we won.
"All right, let's get the game going."
Sir.
"Yes, it's me."
What is it?
So?
You're kidding.
"Okay. I said, okay!"
I'm really sorry about this.
Something urgent came up.
I don't think we can do this all night.
"You're leaving tomorrow, right?"
- Shit. This really sucks.
- How about…
we boost up the game?
"$10,000 per game. Double the raises."
"Okay, let's do that."
Let's try it. Okay.
"It's a bagger, so it's $16,000."
"If he gets both bonuses,
it'll be $32,000. $64,000."
"$120,000!"
Raise alone is worth 120 grand.
Let's go!
They missed their chance at 120 grand.
"Okay. $10,000."
"Here's $34,000 then $44,000. Okay."
Should we bump it up? 20 grand per game?
Let's double that...
"and do 40 grand and $16,000."
"40 grand and $16,000..."
"All right, let's do it."
Are you sure about this?
"Just because I lost until now,"
doesn't mean I'll keep losing.
I'll give it a shot.
Another raise! This game's crazy.
"Four-bagger is $64,000."
"Both sides have $120,000 right now."
This game is crazy!
"Damn, they just lost $120,000."
What a waste.
It's worth 120 grand now. 120!
There are still two bonus frames left.
I have to drink Milkiss. Milkiss.
You should drink beer after a bath.
Forget Milkiss.
You have that every fucking day.
I need Milkiss.
- Let's go.
- Okay.
Did you enjoy the food?
"Yes, it was delicious."
"Yes, this place is pretty good."
You can come whenever.
Hold on. Hold on.
"Anyhow,"
this kid will be a golden egg in China.
- Then I'll just make his passport and…
- Yes!
They still have the bonus frame left.
How much is that worth?
"If they get it, it's 480,000 dollars."
Toad really came.
This is the machine room.
Washrooms are that way.
Didn't I tell you to
put up a washroom sign?
"Sorry, Sir."
What do you think you're doing?
What are you doing to my player?
Sir?
You're asking me…
to protect Young-hoon?
That old man is not easy.
Just leave.
"Please, I'm begging you."
"Well, a businessman will do anything…"
if it makes a profit.
I'll make the game big when
that Toad tries to scam us.
Do you think you can win?
"If you make a good counterstrike,"
I'll get my boys running.
We should play until the end. Let's go.
Do you know what happened to his leg?
"You probably don't know, huh?"
It's actually a funny story.
Let's stop here.
"Sure, why not."
Why stop now? I can just see it now.
It's hard to break a
flow once it stabilizes.
"If we do solos, we'll win for sure."
I'll play.
I know him inside out.
A fast ball will leave the 10th pin up.
You should know when to step back.
Let's end it here.
Let's go.
"You're the 10th pin in my
life, you fucker."
Give me the bag.
"Hey, Mr. Yoon."
Good work.
Let's get something to eat.
Come on.
I had fun today.
Did your uncle leave?
You should smile a little.
I think we played enough.
Let's go.
I heard you ran into Mr. Park.
Things are not going well for him.
He fucks up everything.
"His wife ran away, too."
That's why one should…
never commit any crimes.
Let's play a game.
You said I never beat you?
You're wrong. You just forgot.
Mr. Yoon.
You go on ahead.
I have something to take care of.
"Ah, I can't miss a good game like this."
Don't mind me.
I'll stay neutral.
"If I win, give me TOWOO,"
and never show up in front of us again.
That's not enough money.
It wouldn't be a fair game.
What do you want me to bet?
Bet your three fingers.
It really bothers me that
you're still playing.
What are you doing?
"Cut off your own fingers, you asshole!"
"Let's go, Cheol-jong."
"Come on, let's go."
I don't need money any more.
Let's stop living like this. Come on.
Let's go.
"Go! Hurry up, Kid!"
Hurry up and come with me.
May I ask you a favor?
Take her away.
- " All right, let's go.
- Let me go!"
"Come on, hurry up."
Keep your promise.
Is it a deal?
Okay.
"Hey, go get a knife."
TOWOO BOWLING. Three fingers.
This is exciting.
Fucking retard.
Was her name Mi-Jung?
Your wife was such a sweet woman.
"She had a sexy body, too."
Too bad.
Oh?
Yes!
Let's go!
"Perfect man, Yoon Cheol-jong. Let's go!"
"Oh, you know his nickname? Perfect man?"
WEDNESDAY BOWLING -
FINAL MATCH Let's go!
It was amazing.
He was on the news.
"Hey, kid."
"You don't know how amazing
he used to be, do you?"
He was a legend.
He gave up on sports and
used to drive a truck.
"After getting a perfect
game on WEDNESDAY BOWLING,"
he was scouted right away.
He beat all the talented
national team members...
and won at the Korean President's Cup.
No one could beat him.
The singles at the
President's Cup were amazing.
It sure was.
But the team games are the real hit.
"It was really dramatic, right?"
"Sports is like a drama,"
don't you agree?
PRESIDENT'S CUP - TEAM MATCH
Yoon's left with the 10th pin again.
The winner from the
singles played the worst.
He played so badly...
that some people thought
he played bad on purpose.
What's wrong?
Something bothering you?
What's gotten into you?
"Hey, Cheol-jong. Come in."
You don't have to if you don't want to.
Excuse me…
I'm a huge fan of yours.
What I care about the most…
is for you to win the singles.
"But after you win at the singles,"
who cares about the team game?
They would pick the national team...
from the singles game anyway.
"Gosh, it's the 10th pin again."
Yoon keeps missing pin number 10 today.
The ball keeps going a little too short.
Yes. This is going to put a
bigger gap in their scores.
Lucky!
That asshole is always lucky.
No wonder they still won
after doing all that shit.
NAMYANG will win even if they get
just one pin in the bonus frame.
NAMYANG takes the President's
trophy for the team round.
- "What?
- Foul, foul."
- What happened?
- " Guys, we won! Yes!"
He went over the foul line.
"If this is the case,"
"the last pitch's score becomes zero,"
and team WINNESS takes the win.
WINNESS wins.
Should we consider them lucky?
How can this happen?
This is so dramatic.
Those guys must have put in a lot of money.
They will kill us.
"I'll take care of things here,"
so go somewhere remote to hide.
We don't know what they're going to do.
Didn't you get into the accident that day?
The day you won both games?
What is this about all of a sudden?
It's nothing.
Geez.
Cheol-jong.
- Cheol-jong.
- Come on.
"Hey, you shouldn't be falling for him."
He killed his own wife...
when he was running away.
"Shut up, you asshole!"
Cheol-jong!
Cheol-jong!
Let me ask you one thing.
Did you go over the foul line...
on purpose?
Do you think I did it on purpose?
See? I told you I beat you once.
What happened just now?
Asshole.
Are you that curious?
Hey.
Finish up the game.
"No, don't bother answering."
Now I know that I'm not
the only shitty one.
Piece of shit.
The bolder one will win now.
Your form is getting better.
"Hey, kid."
You have to get a strike to win.
Get ready to cut off your fingers.
"What a game, huh?"
"Make it a strike, and game's over."
He'd never make it.
There are always reasons…
why someone's life's fucked up.
Right?
Cripple.
"You'll never make it, you crook!"
"Perfect man, Yoon Cheol-jong. Let's go!"
"Perfect man, let's go!"
Good game.
"Now, I call this bowling."
"Perfect man, Yoon Cheol-jong. Let's go!"
Let's go!
Ms. Joo. Call me when
you're opening the business.
"Hey, wait for us. Come on."
"Here, you can have this."
"You're not supposed to beat me, you fuck."
You little...
Son of a bitch…
"That's right, bitch."
You better crawl at my feet.
I forgot the spare.
"No, no!"
Go. Let's go…
Let's go home. Home…
Let's go...
"Uncle, let's go home."
"Uncle, let's go home."
"Uncle, let's go home."
Strike! Perfect! It's a perfect game!
Park Young-hoon is really amazing.
Let's go!
He's the first person to
have a perfect game...
at the Storm Pro-am event.
Park Young-hoon is amazing.
I'm proud of him.
Park Young-hoon!
That bastard.
- Park Young-hoon!
- Park Young-hoon!
Let's go!
What do you want to eat?
Noodles!
- Are you fucking kidding?
- Come on.
Noodles? You idiot.
- You're so stubborn.
- Eat something else.
Makiss. Makiss. Milkiss for adults.
"Good, that's right. You are my man."
- " Seriously, no more drinks.
- You're..."
He's an adult.
Today is the day.
- We'll drink.
- No. No drinks.
- Why not?
- No drinking.
- "I love Makiss!"
- Hey, don't speed up!
Wait for us!
an OPUS PICTURES production
Yoon Cheol-jong already recorded two
perfect games on WEDNESDAY BOWLING.
"Even at the grand prix, he's having
a perfect game up to the 9th frame."
Last frame!
"If you include the bonus frames,
he can bowl up to 3 strikes here."
There's still a long way to go.
"Don't lose your focus, Cheol-jong!"
WEDNESDAY BOWLING - FINAL MATCH
Oh! Another strike!
Yoon Cheol-jong is really amazing.
He only has two more frames
to go for a perfect game.
He better keep his calm.
- It's a strike!
- Let's go!
Yoon Cheol-jong is really amazing.
There is only one strike left
for the very first perfect game
in the history of WEDNESDAY
BOWLING grand prix.
Yes! The last one!
There's only one left for the perfect game.
SPLIT
How much is it here?
Turn it off!
I'm sorry?
"I said turn off the
music, you piece of shit."
Piece of shit?
Is he fucking kidding me?
Do you want to bring it?
Hey! Get your ass over here.
"Come over here, you son of a bitch."
What?
Fucker.
Mr. Park introduced me.
"Two for 60 dollars, and one for 35."
Even the real one costs $30.
Hey.
Then go buy it there.
Please give me six.
"Sir, let me get that."
What do you have your phone for?
I told you not to call me at 10.
How many times do I have to tell you?
Avoid 10 a.m.!
Trying to ruin my day?
"It's past 11, so let's go."
"Hey, hey!"
Did you drink?
No.
- Come closer. Come.
- No.
"I said, come closer."
Shit.
Open up.
You drank.
I didn't.
How many times do I have
to tell you not to drink?
- " Thanks.
- Yes, Sir."
- Bye.
- Here.
Thanks.
Is it those Seoul guys?
Songdo Chinese.
Singles?
Why do you think I brought him?
Scotch doubles.
$300 per game and no raises.
That's pretty big.
"Hey, Min-soo! Long time no see."
You got to get a new car.
Hey!
Wait for me!
What are you doing?
Red shoes? Red…
What is this about?
I'm doing this to save our faces.
For our faces? What a taste!
TOWOO BOWLING CENTER
Sweet.
CLOSED
- Hello.
- Here's the pretty Ms. Joo.
- Sorry we're late.
- That's okay. Please sit down.
Yes. Hello.
I don't hold anyone's hand before a game.
Okay.
You shouldn't go too hard on them today.
I lowered the average
when I talked to them.
"Oh, Ms.Yoon. You're so beautiful…"
And your body is even more beautiful.
Are you getting ready?
It's to warm you up.
"Oh, thank you."
That's nice.
"Here, one for the other player."
Don't drink it.
He has good form.
Too bad.
It fell in.
- That's too bad.
- Shit.
It's in!
Yes!
You're on a roll.
Why don't we do $500 per game?
If that's what you want
Why not?
How much is that?
"Wow, nice one!"
"All right, that's good."
- What the fuck?
- That's too bad.
Damn it.
"Hey, what are we going to do?
They're too good."
What are you talking about?
What is she doing?
- Let's finish it here.
- What's wrong with you?
You're supposed to bowl with the heart.
The one that gives up is the loser.
Yes!
- Lets get something to eat.
- Shall we?
How much did we win?
We lost 1 and won 13 times.
- " 6,500 dollars.
- Wow."
You should be more strategic.
Don't try to win all at once.
What is it? Does he want to quit already?
I think he'll play a while longer…
"Hey, you should've called me earlier."
"Hey, Bro!"
You're so hard to reach.
- Who is that?
- I don't know.
Okay. Nice shot.
This game's… Well…
Let's start over now.
- How much?
- It's $500.
Can we switch players?
Go ahead.
"Okay. He's quite a sight, huh?"
"Hey, let's make it simple
and do $1,000 a game."
"$1,000?"
Yes.
That's too much.
We don't accept credit.
"Come on, we just met."
"If one of us runs out on
cash, game's over."
- Well?
- Okay.
Okay. This is going to be fun.
That's a good one.
It's hard to beat.
Oh.
A snake eye.
That idiot…
That's too bad.
You're at a crucial part of the game.
I feel bad for you.
Thank you.
Yes. It's over.
I told you.
You're supposed to play with your heart.
It all got sorted out as soon as you came.
I'm so at ease now.
"Your shoulders are too stiff,
and your form's all wrong."
Are you all right?
Let's stop.
Are you kidding me?
"We lost $8,000. We ran out."
We ran out? Shit. How embarrassing.
"Hey, hey, hey…"
"Let's do a one on one for $8,000."
"$8,000?"
"We don't accept credit, though."
- " Let's see.
- Come on, Mr. Baek."
Stay still.
Stop holding my hand and read my fortune.
"The max we could get was $6,000."
What are you doing?
I used to be a huge fan of him.
"Life is tough, isn't it?"
"okay, $8,000!"
"Buddy, let's go."
Yes. Nice one!
That was lucky.
"Let's go, let's go."
Now they're fighting for pins.
It's neck and neck.
This is fun.
You know why people get hooked on bowling?
Well?
'Cuz you think you'd
hit a strike next time.
It drives you crazy.
- " Geez.
- Let's go, Boss."
That's it?
Good job.
Good game.
Good try.
Want one?
It will make you feel better.
Here.
See you.
Did you take that just now?
Did you?
Are you smirking?
Is that a smirk?
Bastard.
- Fuck! Why did you hit me?
- Stop it.
- Did you ask me why?
- Stop it!
Hey! Stop that!
"Hey, you…"
- Just give me my pay on time!
- Just go! Hurry!
Sheesh.
Shit. Fuck.
"Hey, I was gonna call you…"
but I thought you might be busy.
I'm not UNICEF.
Why are you using my player?
It was just a small one.
"If we win,
I'd give out some pocket money."
"If we lose, it'd come out of my pocket."
What about the bowling alley?
Who told you you could use it?
TOWOO is mine now.
It's still under my name.
Then pay me back what you owe.
I tried to save it for you
because of your father.
I even got a loan to keep it alive.
You have to start paying back.
Of course. I'll pay back.
"The interest alone is $30,000."
Don't make it harder on yourself…
and just get some easy money.
I'll introduce you to a good place.
You should make a use of
that face while you're young.
"When you get older,
you won't have any other means."
I'll pay you back in full
with interest this month.
What if you can't?
Put it under my name this month.
You can ask for an advance
at the hostess bar I know.
Okay?
"Do it right, you piece of shit."
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
"Hey, Cheol-jong."
Fuck.
You can go in first.
I have to talk to Toad.
"Yeah, you can go."
We already covered what we have to.
- Go in.
- See you later.
End of the month.
"Do it properly, fucker."
I heard you played a game today.
How can you play with that knee?
You're getting too old for this.
"There's a time and place for
everything, you know."
You never beat me when
we were professionals.
You're in no place to lecture me.
The past doesn't feed you.
Look at yourself now.
You're a crazy bastard.
"You, get up."
Hey.
"If you beat him up like this,"
how could he teach...
bowling to the ladies?
How much should you ask for? Gosh…
I thought you went to the navy.
Can't you beat a cripple like him?
He's no match for me if I put up a fight.
Hey.
Hey. That kid is out of his fucking mind.
He doesn't care about the game money.
He just wants to fight you.
Let's show him what you got.
I'll get your back.
What a piece of shit.
"You, come over here."
Hey.
What are you doing?
"You both punch with your right, huh?"
What the hell are you doing?
- What are you bastards doing?
- Get him!
Take it off.
Bastard. Are you crazy?
You little…
You…
You son of a bitch.
"Hey, bastard!"
You son of a bitch.
Don't you have any respect?
"Hey, hey."
Take it off!
"2, 4, 6, 8…"
How many times do I have to tell her? Shit.
Damn it.
Damn it!
It's locked.
Can I help you?
Yes. I heard you're looking for help.
"Ah, did Ms. Joo send you?"
Come on in.
Let's go!
"Hey, look at how funny he bowls."
Shit.
Let's go!
Look at that.
Let's go!
Let's go!
He's so good!
PARK YOUNG-HOON
He comes here everyday at this time.
"Yeah. He just throws,"
but all the pins end up falling over.
"He seems a little out of it, right?"
"I thought so, too."
Why isn't that bastard coming?
You're here.
"One for lane 10, please."
"Oh, it's you. Have fun."
"Hey, kid."
There are a lot of empty lanes.
Why are you waiting here?
Lane 10 isn't any special.
Well?
Geez. You're good looking.
Hey.
He keeps ignoring me.
Hey. Why are you using a women's ball?
Don't you have yours?
Hello?
Are you Young-hoon?
That ball looks really worn out.
Do you want one in a guy's colour?
"I'll get you one that spins well.
Hey, Young-hoon."
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Yes! Yes! Yes!
- " No, no… - Yes! Yes! Yes!"
- What's wrong?
- Yes! Yes!
I'll give it to you for free. A cheap one.
What's wrong with you?
I didn't do anything…
He hates it when strangers talk to him.
"Just leave him alone, will you?"
I didn't do anything.
- Just get out of there.
- What?
- Come out.
- I was just going to...
Come on!
I was just going to give him a ball…
I just told you. He doesn't like strangers.
Hurry up and come out. Come on!
I was just...
"I get it, so just come out."
I got it.
Hurry up. Come on.
- I was going to give him a ball…
- Are you serious?
You sure are talkative. Just come out.
Let's go!
He's so precise.
We can consider it like the
Taiwanese spinning ball.
He only bowls straight.
And he also gets the spare every time.
He would never go below 230.
I thought you said mentality
is the most important.
That's where he's the strongest in.
"No matter what other people
say, it doesn't psyche him."
That kid's a funny one. I swear.
- Is that so?
- Yes.
Just look.
His focus never leaves the lanes.
That's what you call focusing.
I'm still hesitant.
Hey.
What was his name? Min-soo?
How much did he get per
game as an ex-professional?
Seriously.
You're right.
I'm not saying I don't like him.
I think he'll be great…
But do you think we'll
be able to control him?
Let's go!
Bastard…
What the…
Where did he go? Shit.
Extra large noodles!
"Extra large noodles, please."
Welcome.
"XL NOODLES, FRIED PORK, PARK YOUNG-HOON"
I won't eat fried pork.
That's not from today.
I forgot to write it down last time.
"No, thank you.
I don't like… I don't like fried pork."
What are you blabbering about?
Just sign it.
What a bother.
Enjoy.
"Did you enjoy it, Young-hoon?"
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"
Yes! Yes! Yes!
"Hey, come over here!"
What a weirdo.
"I love you, Milkiss."
"Milkiss, the milk
flavored carbonated drink."
Do you live in the hospital?
Yes.
Why?
Don't you have parents?
Mom is in Seoul and I don't have a dad.
Why aren't you going in?
9 p.m. I'll go at 9 p.m.
"You understand everything, don't you?"
You funny bastard…
Hey.
Do you want to bowl with me?
"Oh, bowling?"
I like bowling. Bowling.
"Hey, do you know what a scotch double is?"
Scotch. Scotch.
A male and a female
player take turns and...
- " they play together at the end.
- - Yes. That's exactly it, kid."
- " Scotch double… - Hey, hey, hey."
Do you want to be on my
team for scotch doubles?
Scotch. A male player and
a female player take turns.
"Two men can play, too."
- " Well?
- I'm a male player, too."
A man and a man doesn't work.
"You and I are both men,
but it doesn't matter."
Oh… 9 p.m. I have to go at 9 p.m. Goodbye.
"Okay. Bye, Young-hoon."
Yes! Yes! Yes!
You're not supposed to say his name.
I'm sorry?
He always goes crazy when
someone calls his name.
Even his doctors don't
call him by his name.
"Did you enjoy it, Young-hoon?"
"Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"
Young-hoon.
"Yes, yes!"
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Is there anything else I should avoid?
How should I know?
I've never talked to him before.
Why not?
Why would I talk to a retard like him?
What are you talking about? He's fine.
At least I know what he loves.
I love it as well.
What is it?
Milkiss.
Geez.
Here comes the gold.
I love Milkiss
"Oh, it's the big bottle of Milkiss."
"Sit down, sit down."
Hello.
"All right, have a glass."
Do you want to play a
scotch double with me?
Scotch?
Yes.
A male player and a
female player take turns.
This guy...
"I told you, it can be two men."
"No. You can't. No, no."
Who says it's exclusively coed?
It's on WEDNESDAY BOWLING.
A man and a woman play in a team.
He's killing me.
WEDNESDAY BOWLING?
They stopped airing ages ago!
You're so stuck up.
They only played coed for fun.
It doesn't matter if it's two men or women.
Forget it if you don't want to.
Only teammates share things like these.
Right?
Of course. Only teammates should share.
Grape flavor.
"If you're not going to play with me,"
why should I share?
Here.
"My goodness, it's so sweet and sour."
"Hey, it's licorice."
This kind tastes the best when roasted.
Licorice
It's so chewy.
I… I'll play second.
The man goes second.
"The woman plays first,
then the man plays."
"Okay, you can go second."
- Second. Second.
- Second.
- That's great.
- Grape flavor taffy.
"Oh, taffy."
Your form is strange.
What?
Your form is strange.
Look who's talking.
Let's go!
"Okay, now this finger…"
Hold on...
"Dirty, dirty, dirty."
"I told you, it's dirty."
Let's go!
Let's go!
"Hey, can you get us a game?"
"Of course. $500 or $1,000.
It doesn't matter."
Scotch doubles.
Hello.
Why are you so late?
There was so much traffic.
Hurry up and get ready.
I look forward to learning from you.
We'll be the ones learning.
You learn more when money's on the line.
"Yes, it's entirely different."
Yes. It's entirely different. Completely…
That idiot…
Hold on.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
We have to use lane 10.
Lane 10?
"No, we'll play on lane 1."
We must play on lane 10.
- You must play bowling… - on lane 10.
It's okay. Let's go.
"Hey, this is new."
It's the newest model. It's a good one.
It moves so wildly and...
- the back end is a dream.
- It looks expensive.
What the hell's wrong with him?
Let's go!
Let's go!
What's wrong with him?
That wierdo…
"Hey, hey."
I'll take you home before 9 p.m.
What's wrong?
I have to bowl on lane 10.
10?
"You only hit straight,
why does it matter?"
"If it's too much pressure,
we can forget the bet."
"We're doing this for fun, aren't we?"
It's only the beginning.
You're right. We won't know until the end.
"Yes, we won't know."
No one knows that our team's gonna win
"Lane 10, please."
That's 24 dollars.
It's only the beginning.
Oops.
Oops.
Gosh!
"Oh, no. There's water on our lane."
- What are we going to do?
- There's water on it.
What should we do?
I better wipe it off.
- " Hey, book lane 10. Lane 10.
- Okay."
I'm sorry about this.
It was an accident.
I dropped the bottle.
We can't have dirty floors.
What?
- " Nice one.
- Good, good."
Let's go!
He's got it now.
Yes.
Let's go!
He's really got it now.
"I told you, your hook's too wide."
The lane's too dry.
You should have done a Brooklyn…
or changed your ball.
Ex… Excuse me.
"If it's too much pressure,
we can forget the bet."
What?
It's just the beginning.
You're right. We won't know until the end.
Should we raise the bet?
Raise it. Raise the bet.
Raise the money
Awesome.
Did you see the look on their faces?
I almost burst into laughter.
They wanna go again next month.
"Hey, you should call it higher next time."
"We'll suck them dry, all the way."
Of course I will. The straw is ready.
Why aren't you eating? It'll go cold.
Do you want something else?
Sour soup? Fried pork?
What's wrong?
There's no cucumber.
Cucumber?
I need chopped cucumber on my noodles.
It helps with digestion…
and it's full of minerals.
Just fucking eat it.
Excuse me!
Do you have any cucumbers?
"Could you cut this up for us, Sir?"
Are you serious? Is he the king or what?
You can do whatever you want.
"Okay, Young-hoon?"
Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
Awesome!
- My goodness.
- I spilled water.
- What the… - Shit! We're screwed.
What? You're leaving at 9 p.m.?
- Kid!
- Are you kidding me?
- " This is so wrong.
- - Let them go, let them go."
But they better give us our money back!
Hey! Do you know what time it is?
He's only 10 minutes late.
What an ass.
I shouldn't be late.
Don't be late.
"Oh, were you a professional?"
Yes.
Heard you were really famous.
Nah. It was just for a little while.
"I only recently got
interested in bowling,"
so I didn't realize.
What happened to your leg anyway?
Sorry. I shouldn't have asked.
"A car accident, what else?"
I see.
That must have been tough.
I talked to the director
and it's such a shit show.
His father passed away early and…
his mother had an affair and left.
Seriously.
"It's so crazy, huh?"
Gosh.
"When Young-hoon's grandmother died,"
she left a restaurant in his name.
So his mom came back with her new family.
Then she threw Young-hoon away like this.
How can someone do that?
How can she call herself a mother?
"Poor, poor Young-hoon…"
So what do you want me to do?
When are we going to make enough money…
if he goes home at 9 p.m. every night?
Wouldn't it be better if he
was with us all the time?
So are you going to keep him with you?
Are you crazy?
I'm not even married.
How can I live with a man in single room?
I knew it. You're telling
me to keep him with me.
"If I want to keep the bowling alley,"
"I have to make $30,000
by the end of this month."
Hmm?
Please. We're like family.
Cheers!
Damn it…
"Sir, that's different
from what we agreed on."
"You said $1,500 and now $2,000?"
"Well, that was over the phone."
"When he leaves,
I'd have to renovate the room."
But that isn't…
"a mental illness or anything, is it?"
Pardon?
It's an intellectual disability
and he also has signs of autism…
"You're his relative, right?"
"Oh, yes. I'm like his uncle."
That makes sense.
"Young-hoon doesn't make
eye contact with me,"
but he does with you.
He must have grown up with you.
"Yes, we saw each other often. Very often."
"Even if your mom calls,"
you have to tell her you're still here.
Okay?
"Yes, so that she'll keep paying you."
"Yes. Okay, okay."
"If you want to come back, just call me."
I'll come to get you.
It's… It's okay.
That's enough.
The floor can't be dirty.
"I said, stop it."
The floor has to be clean.
Clean…
"Don't touch anything, you bastard!"
Hey. I told you not to get in my way...
if you want to stay here.
Don't get in the way. Don't…
Fuck.
Just get your ball.
- " I locked it.
- Shit, you scared me."
- I locked it earlier.
- You freaking scared me.
Your arm's all wrong.
Let's go!
Can't we just continue playing on lane 10?
"One, left foot. Zero..."
- Are you lining up your foot?
- Yes.
"Left on one, then right on zero."
Then your hands...
Lanes and bowling have...
"no relation whatsoever, okay?"
Lane 10…
It's because of the gap between your arms.
Don't lower it too much.
Just focus on your arm and nothing else.
I have to put my hand in zero. Zero.
"Left on one, then right on zero."
"Lanes don't matter in bowling, you fool."
I have to put my hand in
the zero with the ball.
What?
Put the hand in the zero
for the ball to go straight.
Zero…
Hand…
I have to put my hand in the zero.
What the...
Put the hand in the zero
for the ball to go straight.
Zero. In the zero.
- " Left on one...
- Hey, bandage."
I need bandage.
- A bandage?
- Yes.
Hey.
Now the zero is on your head.
You have to put your hand in the zero.
Okay? Hm?
Say something.
I can put my hand in the zero.
Zero.
What's on your head?
Zero.
Let's go!
Come on in.
"The facilities are not very good,"
so just focus on the view.
You can look at the layout for now.
This way.
This is pretty much the best place...
for a bowling alley in this area.
You'll be getting a lot of business.
Go ahead.
Toad.
"Toad, it's not the end of the month yet."
I told you I'd pay you back...
including interest by end of this month.
This place is still mine for now.
We're just looking around. Go on and play.
This place is bound to get busy.
"Hey, hey, hey…"
You wouldn't have become a
professional without my dad.
Don't you remember
getting free lessons here?
That was so many years ago.
"Also, what does that
have to do with this?"
You're such a joke.
Let's keep going.
Let's go!
"Hey, are you organizing a circus?"
- " Damn.
- Get lost, you prick!"
You two are the perfect match.
"They say,
birds of a feather flock together."
Him?
He used to be a member
of the national team.
An ex-member of the national team...
- You piece of shit.
- Let's go!
"Oh, no. Cheol-jong."
Are you all right?
- Cheol-jong.
- Asshole.
"Oh, no!"
Cheol-jong!
Cheol-jong!
I'll kill them assholes.
That piece of shit.
"I was going to let it pass, but…"
You shitheads embarrassed me.
Are you okay?
"Get out of my bowling alley, you asshole!"
Do you think you can scare me?
"Hey, throw a heavy one."
"Make $30,000 by the end of the month."
Cheol-jong!
Are you okay?
That fucking asshole.
Cheol-jong…
- Damn it… - Strike.
Strike…
"Strike, strike."
"Strike, strike."
Spare...
Are you reviewing?
Yes.
You're a fucking pro.
Who taught you bowling?
My grandma.
Was she a professional player?
Oh…
She's very good.
She even got an award from the city.
How old are you again?
"26, 26."
Born in 1991…
- 26 years old.
- You're pretty old.
"Here, have a drink."
It's Milkiss for adults.
- Milkiss. Milkiss.
- Yes. It's for adults.
Drink it up.
Isn't it good? Drink some more.
Hey.
Isn't it so awesome?
It's delicious.
Now you know.
It's yummy.
Great. This is great.
Makiss.
"I love you,"
- "Makiss." - "Makiss."
- Yes!
- Let's go!
Awesome!
Good luck!
Welcome to bowling!
Hey!
I said I'll give it to you.
"Didn't you say we made $6,000 today?"
"Come on, beef doesn't cost that much."
Why are you getting us pork skin?
We can't save enough money like that.
"This is good for your
skin and delicious, too."
"Here, have some."
If we keep this up...
"30 grand is nothing.
By next year, I'll be debt free!"
Give me a grand.
For what?
Just give me some when I ask.
That jerk eats like a pig.
Look at him!
"Hey, kid. Enough candy.
Have some meat instead."
"Give me money, too."
Instead of meat.
What?
Money.
Of course I'll give it to you.
I'll keep it safe for you…
and then give it to you all at once.
"You'll give it to him, right?"
Of course.
You shouldn't trust those
assholes at the bank.
They all scam you.
I'll keep it safe for you and then…
give it to you with interest.
"Just trust me, okay? Don't worry."
Hey.
What do you plan on doing with money?
"$2.50 for bus 45,
$14 for two way intercity bus,"
and then $2.60 for city bus.
Give me $19 .10.
19 dollars. 19...
- " Hey.
- Sure thing. Here, it's $50."
- Give him one more.
- Okay. Here's 100 dollars.
$100.00
Where are you going anyway?
Hey.
Where are you going?
I have to go on September 13.
I must go on September 13.
That's two days from now.
Are you coming right back?
"You'll come right back, right?"
Where are you going?
To my grandma.
"Mom loves me too,
so I might go see mom too."
Grandma?
Lock… It's locked.
We're on the bus.
Why don't you tail him then.
I'm hanging up.
"Shit, you freaked me out!"
Good morning.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
I came to see grandma.
Is that so?
I know someone who lives… I mean died…
"What a small world, huh?
Fancy running into each other."
We rode on the same bus.
Intercity bus at 11:10 a.m.
City bus number 1.
We rode together.
- Did you see me?
- Yes.
Damn.
You're such a joker.
"Great, now we can go home together."
I… I have to go to mom's
to pick up something.
"Okay, then."
Now?
PYEONGYANG RESTAURANT
Is it here?
"Yes, it's here."
The room's in… inside.
I'll be right back.
Okay.
Long time no see!
My god!
"Hey, everyone. Look."
Shit.
You fucking retard. Hey!
How dare you come here? You little prick!
"This isn't your home anymore, okay?"
- Fuck. You bastard…
- Forget it and just go inside.
"I said, go inside!"
What are you looking at?
All of you better go before I count to 3.
"1, 2!"
- Park Young-hoon.
- Yes.
- Park Young-hoon.
- Yes.
Park Young-hoon.
- Answer me.
- Yes. Yes.
Are you going to listen to me or not?
Why don't you listen?
I told you to call in
advance if you want to come.
Didn't I?
Look at me. Look at me!
- " Park Young-hoon.
- Yes, yes!"
I send you money every month.
Why are you here?
"Also, I told you to call me in advance."
Mom! I finished dinner.
"Oh, my son."
Did you finish it already?
- " Oh, you got some on you.
- Hey!"
- My pumpkin.
- You little…
"I'll kill you tonight,
you son of a bitch!"
- What are you trying to do?
- Stop it!
- This is our restaurant now!
- That's enough.
"I said, that's enough!"
Jerk. How much did you drink?
Go in. Go inside.
Go inside!
Fuck!
Shut up.
Call before coming home.
Call. Call before coming home.
I have to call before coming.
Hey.
Is today your grandma's death anniversary?
Did she pass away on September 13th?
September 13th is my birthday.
Grandma died because of me.
"I gave her too much trouble,"
so she got rocks in her body.
She went because it was time.
She didn't die because of you.
She got rocks because of me.
That's why Santa doesn't come.
Santa knows everything.
"Aw, damn it..."
Let's have dinner together…
What are you doing out here?
He's so stuck up. I'm sick of it.
What is it?
He won't move since you're not here.
Hey. Aren't you coming?
Coming.
They won't play.
Why not? Fuck.
They heard that we're sucking people dry.
Shit. This is bad.
Aren't you Coach Joo's daughter?
"Hello, Mr. Park. It's been a while."
Yes.
Do you two… know each other?
"Long time no see, Cheol-jong."
Are you well?
Yes.
I have to go now.
I'm sorry.
I'll order you some coffee. Please have it.
How do you know Mr. Park?
Well...
We were on the same team long time ago.
Yes.
"$1,000 per game?"
Anything is good for us.
Yes. Who gave you my number?
"Oh, him?"
Mr. Baek.
Bang and bang.
Boom and boom! Okay.
- I can't see a thing.
- Low kick? Okay.
- " Sir.
- Yeah, what?"
Oh.
Mr. Yoon. Nice to see you again.
Let's just get it started.
"Okay, sure."
Are they fucking me?
What the fuck?
Let's go!
This is bullshit.
Where on earth did you find him?
He's his lover.
The rumor was true. Okay.
Thanks for the show.
That's enough for today.
Already?
It's still so early.
What's the point? We'll keep on losing.
You shouldn't be so greedy.
Let's go get some dinner.
I want to talk to you.
"Good evening, Boss!"
Don't act like a gangster.
Please go inside.
Is it ready?
Noodles. I have to eat noodles.
Try some duck. This is the mainland style.
It still has its head on.
It's really good.
We're not here to eat.
You sure are impatient.
Okay.
I have an investor from
China coming in two days.
There will be a fun game.
It would be a big one.
"It's $5,000 per game,"
with separate raises.
"From turkey to strikes
it's $2,000 by the double."
Do you get me?
"It'll be 4 grand when it's 4 times,"
and 8 grand when it's 5 times.
"At 6th time, it'll be $160,000."
- " Turkey, strike, three times.
- Yes."
- " Four times is four strikes.
- - Yes, that's right."
Five times when it's five strikes.
Yes. Eat. Eat up.
The raises will be bigger
than the game money.
That's why it's fun.
I was thinking about...
scouting you two as my players.
My boys are weak when
it comes to mentality.
"You got to play without
thinking like him,"
but they think too much.
Well?
"Okay, here's the deal."
"You'll get $10,000 in advance
whether you lose or not."
"If you win, I'll give you 10 percent."
10 percent is a little low.
Is it? What were you thinking then?
It should be at least 30 percent.
We have to save face.
What if you lose?
Are you going to give me 30 percent?
Why would you think we'd lose?
Don't jinx us.
That's what I mean.
I don't think you'll lose.
Let's play together.
"$10,000 and 15 percent."
"Let me save my face, too."
Okay?
"Hey, bring the dough."
"Kid, look over here. Here."
"I said, look over here."
Hey!
Geez.
Let's go!
Yeah!
- Head!
- Yes!
- Hit it hard.
- There.
- No hitting. No… No hitting.
- Gosh.
You're supposed to hit it.
It's for you to hit. Do you see?
- Try it.
- Sweet.
"Hey, kid. Calm down."
What's wrong?
- " I don't take photos.
- - Come on, just one."
Young-hoon.
Young-hoon. Give me some more.
You little...
"Young-hoon,
what do you want for Christmas?"
I mean from Santa Claus.
I can't get toys. No toys.
It's over for toys.
P… Perfect game. I want a perfect game.
Grandma told me that a perfect game is…
It's a gift from the heavens.
P… Perfect game.
You're crazy. A perfect game?
Hey.
A perfect game doesn't
come from the heavens.
You just got to believe in your ball.
"If you really believe you can do it,"
then you can.
It's definitely possible.
You little...
Perfect man.
"Sheesh, are you drinking again?"
Be careful.
- " Seriously.
- Oh, my back."
I'm sick of this.
My back… Do you want water?
"Oh, my back. My poor back."
- " Seriously.
- - Hey, help him take these off."
Sheesh.
"Hey, don't touch those."
What are these?
It's so pretty.
Can I try it on?
Keep it then.
I don't know how to put it on by myself.
Just put it on yourself.
Then give it to someone else.
Let's go!
Do you want something to eat?
I'll make it quick.
"I checked the lanes already,
and there isn't much."
What the… Fuck.
Let's have some fun.
"I told you,
there's nothing to worry about."
Toad's out of town.
Maybe he just rented this place out.
I'm not worried. I was just curious.
"Yes, that's it!"
What the hell was that?
Isn't that harder than railroad?
He cut off the flow. Shit.
How's he gonna hit that?
That's impossible!
Let's go!
How did he get that?
Big four!
Why should we be so nervous?
It's not Toad's money anyway.
I wasn't nervous.
"Yeah, don't be nervous, man."
It's not my money. It's my uncle's.
It's an interesting duo. A cripple…
and a retard.
Mr. Yoon. It's going smooth so far.
Do you want some food to refresh?
"You got to energize up
to beat the night, right?"
How did you miss that?
Should we stop here?
What now?
What's going on?
What happened?
Why did it all stop?
What's going on?
The gearbox seems to be broken.
Shit. It's not like we can
put up the pins one by one.
That old man better not be playing games.
Who knows.
I'll call you when we set a new date.
Good job today.
"Hey, where did she go?"
Are you looking for Ms. Joo?
Come with me.
"It's been so long, hasn't it?"
"Hey buddy, do you drink?"
Don't give him any.
"Hey bro, you were such a pro."
It was very impressive.
Don't worry.
I'm friends with this guy. Good friends.
I hear his parents threw him away.
"Not exactly,
but he's staying with me for now."
How did you even find him?
I guess you still have an eye for things.
I will be straightforward.
Hand him over to me.
Professional bowling is active these days.
Number of games increased.
"If I train and take him in,"
media will go crazy over him.
He'll become a star then.
"He's handicapped, but he's better."
It's a triumph for mankind.
He'll become so popular.
This isn't something you can do anyway.
"No, I don't want to.
I won't go elsewhere."
So you know how to talk?
"Good, good."
You have to communicate in
order to work with me. Right?
I hear you like noodles.
You need cucumbers on noodles.
"Cucumbers? Okay, okay."
I'll buy you noodles
and cucumbers every day.
The thing is…
He doesn't listen to others.
He's super arrogant and
he only listens to me.
You don't have to worry about that.
I'll get a coach…
and give him the best support to train him.
I already talked to Hee-Jin as well.
I felt bad about keeping TOWOO BOWLING...
since it reminded me of Coach Joo.
"It's awkward, you know."
"That's better for Young-hoon, too."
I didn't say anything.
"It's better for him to
be a professional, too."
Was he okay with separating from you?
Noodles...
Under the clear moon
When I think...
About it.
Everything in the world
- Feels like a dream - Young...
A spring dream
He left when Toad offered him…
some noodles.
"Hey, buddy. It's Milkiss."
I'll give you this.
Let's just play one game.
"No, no."
Do you need more beating?
Are you fucking crazy?
Don't you dare touch him.
"If any of you ever touch
him, I'll just kill you all."
- Got that?
- Yes.
I'm super good.
Cheol-jong is no match for me.
- " No, no...
- You're a fucking ass."
Piece of shit.
Floor... The floor shouldn't be dirty.
The lane shouldn't be dirty.
Are you here?
"Do something about this
bastard, will you?"
He doesn't listen to me. Fuck.
Let's go!
Why didn't he just tell me?
"Hey, go get five more headbands."
"Yes, Sir."
- " All good? I'm leaving.
- - Hold on, hold on."
I talked to the interior company.
They'll call you soon.
"Hey buddy,
why didn't you just tell me that?"
How can a headband help?
I told you not to get in my way.
He's so strange.
What a retard.
A headband? What a joke.
Did he leave already?
Yoon Cheol-jong is really amazing.
He only has two more frames
to go for a perfect game.
He better keep his calm.
Nice!
Let's go!
Let's go!
Your form is strange.
It's funny.
How come he only listens to you?
"Young-hoon doesn't make
eye contact with me,"
but he does with you.
He must have grown up with you.
Strike!
Yoon Cheol-jong...
- Let's go!
- Got a perfect game!
That retard…
"Yes, I'll call later..."
Yes. I'll call you tomorrow.
"Hey, hey, hey."
"Hey, hey, hey!"
So you want him back?
"Here's your interest. $30,000."
"Alright, take him."
"If you change your mind,"
"I'll kill you, you fucker."
"Why don't you trust me?
It's fine, just take him."
"But,"
let's play a proper game.
That game with Mr. Baek…
I plan on making bigger bets.
I want you to lose for me.
I heard you received 15 percent.
I'll give you 30.
What's the problem?
Don't you want TOWOO BOWLING back?
The bet's going to be huge.
It'll be one huge blow.
I know you're good at
doing this kind of thing.
I guess you don't want to.
All right. All right.
Just give Young-hoon back to me.
Hurry up.
Take him.
You piece of shit.
"Are you back, Sir?"
- Did you eat?
- Go ahead.
Let's go home.
I can't get in the way.
Don't get in the way.
I won't get in the way.
Follow me.
Gosh.
"Stay still, you idiot."
You shit. Just stay still.
What I want to say is…
This kid…
He'll become a star in China for sure.
The Chinese people love human drama.
I bet all the Chinese will
go crazy to bet on your son.
Professional bowling
doesn't make any money.
I was thinking of the Chinese
market from the start.
I don't know such things.
Have a drink.
"You said you trust me, right?"
Well…
"Sir,"
just trust me. I'll take care of it.
Then…
What do you…
need me to do?
PRO-BOWLER APPLICATION YOUNG-HOON
Let's go!
"Four times is $8,000."
"In total, it's $13,000."
Sheesh.
Why did it slip there?
All right.
Mr. Yoon.
Let's take a break.
We'll switch players.
"Cheol-jong, open the door."
Cheol-jong!
"I'm sorry, okay? Open the door!"
Are you going to make it so obvious?
You should be more discreet than that.
I tried my best.
Make sure you're back in the game.
Got it?
Mr. Yoon.
What are you doing?
Were you taking a dump?
Yes.
Are you feeling sick today?
No.
That's good.
"You weren't doing well, so I cut you off."
You should get ready to go back in.
Okay.
We can't win with just my guys.
It'll be a long match. We'll take it slow.
Yes.
Yes!
- We're gonna win!
- It's been a while since we won.
"All right, let's get the game going."
Sir.
"Yes, it's me."
What is it?
So?
You're kidding.
"Okay. I said, okay!"
I'm really sorry about this.
Something urgent came up.
I don't think we can do this all night.
"You're leaving tomorrow, right?"
- Shit. This really sucks.
- How about…
we boost up the game?
"$10,000 per game. Double the raises."
"Okay, let's do that."
Let's try it. Okay.
"It's a bagger, so it's $16,000."
"If he gets both bonuses,
it'll be $32,000. $64,000."
"$120,000!"
Raise alone is worth 120 grand.
Let's go!
They missed their chance at 120 grand.
"Okay. $10,000."
"Here's $34,000 then $44,000. Okay."
Should we bump it up? 20 grand per game?
Let's double that...
"and do 40 grand and $16,000."
"40 grand and $16,000..."
"All right, let's do it."
Are you sure about this?
"Just because I lost until now,"
doesn't mean I'll keep losing.
I'll give it a shot.
Another raise! This game's crazy.
"Four-bagger is $64,000."
"Both sides have $120,000 right now."
This game is crazy!
"Damn, they just lost $120,000."
What a waste.
It's worth 120 grand now. 120!
There are still two bonus frames left.
I have to drink Milkiss. Milkiss.
You should drink beer after a bath.
Forget Milkiss.
You have that every fucking day.
I need Milkiss.
- Let's go.
- Okay.
Did you enjoy the food?
"Yes, it was delicious."
"Yes, this place is pretty good."
You can come whenever.
Hold on. Hold on.
"Anyhow,"
this kid will be a golden egg in China.
- Then I'll just make his passport and…
- Yes!
They still have the bonus frame left.
How much is that worth?
"If they get it, it's 480,000 dollars."
Toad really came.
This is the machine room.
Washrooms are that way.
Didn't I tell you to
put up a washroom sign?
"Sorry, Sir."
What do you think you're doing?
What are you doing to my player?
Sir?
You're asking me…
to protect Young-hoon?
That old man is not easy.
Just leave.
"Please, I'm begging you."
"Well, a businessman will do anything…"
if it makes a profit.
I'll make the game big when
that Toad tries to scam us.
Do you think you can win?
"If you make a good counterstrike,"
I'll get my boys running.
We should play until the end. Let's go.
Do you know what happened to his leg?
"You probably don't know, huh?"
It's actually a funny story.
Let's stop here.
"Sure, why not."
Why stop now? I can just see it now.
It's hard to break a
flow once it stabilizes.
"If we do solos, we'll win for sure."
I'll play.
I know him inside out.
A fast ball will leave the 10th pin up.
You should know when to step back.
Let's end it here.
Let's go.
"You're the 10th pin in my
life, you fucker."
Give me the bag.
"Hey, Mr. Yoon."
Good work.
Let's get something to eat.
Come on.
I had fun today.
Did your uncle leave?
You should smile a little.
I think we played enough.
Let's go.
I heard you ran into Mr. Park.
Things are not going well for him.
He fucks up everything.
"His wife ran away, too."
That's why one should…
never commit any crimes.
Let's play a game.
You said I never beat you?
You're wrong. You just forgot.
Mr. Yoon.
You go on ahead.
I have something to take care of.
"Ah, I can't miss a good game like this."
Don't mind me.
I'll stay neutral.
"If I win, give me TOWOO,"
and never show up in front of us again.
That's not enough money.
It wouldn't be a fair game.
What do you want me to bet?
Bet your three fingers.
It really bothers me that
you're still playing.
What are you doing?
"Cut off your own fingers, you asshole!"
"Let's go, Cheol-jong."
"Come on, let's go."
I don't need money any more.
Let's stop living like this. Come on.
Let's go.
"Go! Hurry up, Kid!"
Hurry up and come with me.
May I ask you a favor?
Take her away.
- " All right, let's go.
- Let me go!"
"Come on, hurry up."
Keep your promise.
Is it a deal?
Okay.
"Hey, go get a knife."
TOWOO BOWLING. Three fingers.
This is exciting.
Fucking retard.
Was her name Mi-Jung?
Your wife was such a sweet woman.
"She had a sexy body, too."
Too bad.
Oh?
Yes!
Let's go!
"Perfect man, Yoon Cheol-jong. Let's go!"
"Oh, you know his nickname? Perfect man?"
WEDNESDAY BOWLING -
FINAL MATCH Let's go!
It was amazing.
He was on the news.
"Hey, kid."
"You don't know how amazing
he used to be, do you?"
He was a legend.
He gave up on sports and
used to drive a truck.
"After getting a perfect
game on WEDNESDAY BOWLING,"
he was scouted right away.
He beat all the talented
national team members...
and won at the Korean President's Cup.
No one could beat him.
The singles at the
President's Cup were amazing.
It sure was.
But the team games are the real hit.
"It was really dramatic, right?"
"Sports is like a drama,"
don't you agree?
PRESIDENT'S CUP - TEAM MATCH
Yoon's left with the 10th pin again.
The winner from the
singles played the worst.
He played so badly...
that some people thought
he played bad on purpose.
What's wrong?
Something bothering you?
What's gotten into you?
"Hey, Cheol-jong. Come in."
You don't have to if you don't want to.
Excuse me…
I'm a huge fan of yours.
What I care about the most…
is for you to win the singles.
"But after you win at the singles,"
who cares about the team game?
They would pick the national team...
from the singles game anyway.
"Gosh, it's the 10th pin again."
Yoon keeps missing pin number 10 today.
The ball keeps going a little too short.
Yes. This is going to put a
bigger gap in their scores.
Lucky!
That asshole is always lucky.
No wonder they still won
after doing all that shit.
NAMYANG will win even if they get
just one pin in the bonus frame.
NAMYANG takes the President's
trophy for the team round.
- "What?
- Foul, foul."
- What happened?
- " Guys, we won! Yes!"
He went over the foul line.
"If this is the case,"
"the last pitch's score becomes zero,"
and team WINNESS takes the win.
WINNESS wins.
Should we consider them lucky?
How can this happen?
This is so dramatic.
Those guys must have put in a lot of money.
They will kill us.
"I'll take care of things here,"
so go somewhere remote to hide.
We don't know what they're going to do.
Didn't you get into the accident that day?
The day you won both games?
What is this about all of a sudden?
It's nothing.
Geez.
Cheol-jong.
- Cheol-jong.
- Come on.
"Hey, you shouldn't be falling for him."
He killed his own wife...
when he was running away.
"Shut up, you asshole!"
Cheol-jong!
Cheol-jong!
Let me ask you one thing.
Did you go over the foul line...
on purpose?
Do you think I did it on purpose?
See? I told you I beat you once.
What happened just now?
Asshole.
Are you that curious?
Hey.
Finish up the game.
"No, don't bother answering."
Now I know that I'm not
the only shitty one.
Piece of shit.
The bolder one will win now.
Your form is getting better.
"Hey, kid."
You have to get a strike to win.
Get ready to cut off your fingers.
"What a game, huh?"
"Make it a strike, and game's over."
He'd never make it.
There are always reasons…
why someone's life's fucked up.
Right?
Cripple.
"You'll never make it, you crook!"
"Perfect man, Yoon Cheol-jong. Let's go!"
"Perfect man, let's go!"
Good game.
"Now, I call this bowling."
"Perfect man, Yoon Cheol-jong. Let's go!"
Let's go!
Ms. Joo. Call me when
you're opening the business.
"Hey, wait for us. Come on."
"Here, you can have this."
"You're not supposed to beat me, you fuck."
You little...
Son of a bitch…
"That's right, bitch."
You better crawl at my feet.
I forgot the spare.
"No, no!"
Go. Let's go…
Let's go home. Home…
Let's go...
"Uncle, let's go home."
"Uncle, let's go home."
"Uncle, let's go home."
Strike! Perfect! It's a perfect game!
Park Young-hoon is really amazing.
Let's go!
He's the first person to
have a perfect game...
at the Storm Pro-am event.
Park Young-hoon is amazing.
I'm proud of him.
Park Young-hoon!
That bastard.
- Park Young-hoon!
- Park Young-hoon!
Let's go!
What do you want to eat?
Noodles!
- Are you fucking kidding?
- Come on.
Noodles? You idiot.
- You're so stubborn.
- Eat something else.
Makiss. Makiss. Milkiss for adults.
"Good, that's right. You are my man."
- " Seriously, no more drinks.
- You're..."
He's an adult.
Today is the day.
- We'll drink.
- No. No drinks.
- Why not?
- No drinking.
- "I love Makiss!"
- Hey, don't speed up!
Wait for us!