Oh My Ghostess (오 나의 귀신님)

He's a 25-year-old male.

He was found unconscious on a staircase at a club in Itaewon.

His vital signs are unstable, and his rectal temperature is 25°C.

I think he has hypothermia.

Another one? - Yes.

Goodness. - Hey, again?

I know, right?

There have been many cases in just a month despite the hot weather.

What if it's some kind of a virus like Ebola?

Ebola? No way.

I think...

I think it could be related to drugs.

Hey, what did the police say?

All of the victims were with women before the incident occurred.

But?

There's nothing unusual about identities and jobs of those women,

but they have nothing in common.

Then what could it be?

I have no idea.

But we actually found one thing that these women have in common.

What is it?

All of them... - What?

are drop-dead gorgeous...

and have a perfect figure.

A perfect figure? - A perfect figure?

Who exactly are they? It's not like they're ghosts.

Are they ghosts?

Gosh, that jerk got me all horny for nothing.

What a bummer.

Too bad.

Can she see me?

Hello, I'm DJ Jin Hee of "Music at Noon".

The temperature is going to soar to 30°C again today.

On this hot summer day,

I'm sure all of you have your own heat-busting tips.

Turning on fans or air conditioning must be a given.

Oh, watching a horror movie could help as well.

Ghosts give us chills, you know.

By the way, do you know this?

I read this in a book.

Most people imagine ghosts showing up at deserted houses...

in white burial gowns with their hair all tousled.

But in reality, they exist around us.

They can even be right beside us now.

Yes, the ghosts.

They could be trying to chat with us.

What a beautiful day.

Gosh, this hot weather is making me so lethargic.

Me too. - What shall we have for lunch?

I want bibimbap. Wait, how about cheonggukjang?

Cheonggukjang would be good too.

We have to eat naengmyeon on a hot and humid day like this.

Okay, let's have naengmyeon. - Nice!

All right. I'm in too. - No, rice. Koreans must eat rice.

The thought of it cools me down. - Rice!

Me too. - Rice.

Let's go.

Jerks, you should've let me tag along.

I wanted watch them eat, but they didn't even let their guard down.

Are they those stuck-ups with handsome looks?

I'm a ghost.

I'm a virgin ghost who holds the most grudge out of all ghosts.

I really hated the fact that I died a virgin,

so I refused to enter the paradise and chose to wander here instead.

People say that I am a bad-tempered and hedonistic ghost,

but I hope you understand.

I'm just a pitiful soul with many regrets.

Also,

I'm very bored.

Hey, who are you?

You're so adorable.

Do you want to play with me?

Can you see me?

Hey.

Pass it to me. - Oh, no. Get the ball.

What just happened?

Wow, the sky is so high.

Look how blue it is.

It's really pretty.

Gosh, I'm so down.

I need to snap out of it.

I should eat something at a funeral and gain some strength.

Dong Chul!

The sauce should be stirred in one direction.

What do you think you're making?

Give it to me.

You have to do it like this. - Gosh, all right.

My arm was getting so tired.

You need to work out. Stay fit so you can fully use your skills.

Okay? - Okay.

Your face really looks old enough to be a senior manager at some company.

Who would think that you're actually a year younger than me?

I seriously find it hard to talk casually to you.

You dimwit.

Let's be honest. I'm not... - He's not a dimwit.

He's pretty clever.

By the way,

Dong Chul does look old for his age,

but he especially looks older around you because you look so young.

People think you're still in your 20s, right?

Someone even thought I was a high schooler.

I almost treated you like my junior.

Gosh, cut it out.

Sorry, Dong Chul. I'm sorry, okay?

All right.

Hey, Jun.

The meat is way too thick. Are you making braised ribs or what?

You need to make sure the meat is submerged in the broth...

Don't you know these things? Didn't you learn it at Le Cordon Bleu?

They don't teach such things.

I obviously know that.

I'm being sarcastic right now. Don't you understand figures of speech...

I'm picking on him, yet he doesn't even seem bothered.

Shall I just fire you?

Chef, don't you smell something burning?

It's my blood, it's boiling right now.

This is why I don't like people who studied abroad.

Fancy qualifications won't matter if you have a horrible personality.

Hold on, I do smell something burning.

It's coming from outside.

Hey. - Hey.

Bong Sun, have you lost your mind?

I'm sorry. - Goodness.

Look at the smoke. What are we going to do?

Who dozes off while making a sauce on the stove?

I'm sorry, chef. I'm really sorry.

Do you think saying sorry is enough? There could've been a fire.

You don't even understand the basics. I should just fire you.

Do you want this restaurant to go up in flames?

I'm really sorry, chef.

It's not your restaurant.

I thought this was the Himalayas.

Look at this dense fog.

The scenery here is really spectacular.

Don't you think so?

Min Soo, what's your role in this kitchen?

I'm the sous-chef. - That means you're number two.

It sounded like you were the owner of this restaurant earlier.

Why did you...

How could you let someone like her handle the sauce?

I was actually doing it myself.

I only asked her to keep an eye on it just for 10 minutes.

I didn't think she would doze off in that little while...

That's not a short amount of time here.

That is a very crucial moment, don't you know that?

I know. I'm sorry, chef.

I'm sorry, chef. It's my fault.

You badmouth about me behind my back, don't you?

Well, it's okay. I get it.

Working in the kitchen can be hard. It's also physically draining.

It's hard labor.

You should at least do that. - No, chef.

Why would I even dare?

But you dumped your job on someone else.

You were being unprofessional.

I can't tolerate that.

It shows your character and common sense.

That's not something you can learn.

I'll be careful, chef.

Let's do better, Min Soo. - Yes, chef.

Be better, okay? - Yes, chef.

I'll be watching you. - Yes, chef.

I'm already over 30 years old, but he still scolds me as if I'm a kid.

I can't take this anymore. I should really open my own restaurant.

I'm sorry, chef.

Bong Sun, you...

Hey, you little...

My goodness.

What is wrong with you? Why can't you sleep at night?

Why did you have to doze off like that in the middle of the day?

Why?

Let's do better, will you? - Okay.

You little...

No...

No, I can't.

Gosh, I can't.

Ouch, it stings!

Our Father in the paradise, hallowed be your name.

Your kingdom come.

Your will be done on Earth as it is in there.

Hi, Grandma.

Why do you sound so down?

Have you eaten already?

Yes, what about you? Are you doing well?

I'm all right.

How about you?

Do you sleep well these days?

Are the spirits still bothering you?

They don't.

I sleep well and rarely see them these days.

I'm relieved to hear that.

Don't become a shaman like me.

Before going to bed, make sure you burn incense sticks.

Also, don't take down the polearm, got it?

Okay.

I have to go, Grandma.

Gosh, it stings.

My goodness.

All right. Here's your report card.

Great job.