Our Sticky Love (이런 엿같은 사랑)

OUR STICKY LOVE

Kaito!

Fuck.

What the…

GUJIN RICE TAFFY

Honey! What are you doing here?

Don't worry, honey. The ladies are here.

So,

all that turmoil that Tae-ha and Eun-sae went through,

and even Jeong-hwa's car accident…

All along, that was all your doing?

Hui-ja!

- You don't seem to grasp the situation. - Please don't.

But these guys here--

Hey, Geum-hyang!

You ready?

Aye.

No problem.

I was a shot put athlete at Gujin Girls' Commercial High,

you sons of guns!

How dare you bastards come barging into our village!

Come at me!

Anyone who messes with us Taffy Village folk

better be saying their prayers.

Hold up.

Song-wol is from North Korea, right?

Yeah.

I did hear that she used to be a soldier.

Who needs tear gas when you can mix vinegar with red pepper powder?

Damn it!

- You! How dare you hit him! - No, that way!

I'll tear you limb from limb, you bastard!

A son of a bitch like you should have his guts ripped out

and thrown into the mudflats, but even the worms wouldn't eat you!

How dare you touch my husband, you absolute piece of filth!

- Damn you! Die, you bastard! - Stop her.

- Honey. - Stop her.

Hey! He's my husband!

Hang in there, okay? Just a little longer.

Ma'am.

- Hey, there you are. - Yes.

He's on our side, but he's hurt pretty badly.

You guys work at a hospital, so treat him.

Are you… But ma'am, we're a mental health clinic.

Are you okay?

- Yes, I'm okay. - Where…

Watch out!

- An Gi-jun, are you okay? - Yeah, I'm okay.

I'll be okay,

as long as

you're okay.

Pil-seung?

- Why are you here? - What?

- What? - It's dangerous!

Why? What will I do with you?

It's Eun-sae!

Gang-rok, are you okay?

Yes.

What about Jang Tae-ha?

Baek Sang-gil.

I'll take whatever you give me.

Just do it outside.

Thought I wouldn't hear the difference in your gloves?

You think you can become a national athlete with such dirty fists?

Wouldn't it be good for you if I make the national team?

Taking you in as my disciple, even for a short time,

will have been the most shameful thing in my life.

- Coach! - From this moment on, I'm not your coach.

I never taught you to use your fists to harm others.

Fuck this!

Plaster in your gloves? Are you crazy?

Why would you do that?

- I needed to win to get paid. - What?

They said they bet big on me winning and that it would all be mine if I won.

How will we ever afford an oil boiler or buy a Grandeur on an athlete's stipend?

Who asked you for any of that?

I liked boxing because everyone was equal in the ring,

fighting with nothing but their fists regardless of status or wealth.

And I liked you because of how you made it this far with nothing but your fists.

So go back to your coach and beg, okay?

Forget it.

I can just quit boxing.

Baek Sang-gil.

Are you going to keep disappointing me?

Then you can just leave me too!

What did you say?

I won't spend my life always losing like the rest of you.

Hi.

Since you lost the match today, I can't give you the money.

But I was thinking I'd give you something else instead.

Once you're banned from the boxing association,

you won't be able to box anymore.

Won't you need to find another way to make a living?

He'll be 100 days old next month.

It's not too late to get out and come back.

A dad should be able to look his kid in the eyes.

Hey.

Is it even my kid?

- What? - If you need money, find someone else.

Don't drag random people into it.

Why not just take it?

Take this money, and in return,

I never want to see you two again.

Don't worry.

This is the last time.

I just thought I should show the baby his father's face at least once.

I thought that was my duty as his mother.

You should say your last goodbye.

Where's the money, you punk? You don't have any?

Then you should get beaten.

Living honestly gets you nowhere.

If you can't give your kid anything,

then your kid will grow up always losing.

I didn't want to live like that, so I chose to win, whatever the means.

So…

just take the money.

No.

You lost.

There's something in this world

that you can never win against.

Even if I have to starve,

I won't raise my baby with dirty money.

I won't

raise my baby like that.

So I hope you'll prove it, sir.

That you're different from him.

I'll get us some drinks.

Why did you bring me to the funeral home?

Thinking of your own father?

I never met him.

He passed away before I was born.

Not having any memories might be better.

I've never met him,

but I heard he was a good man.

If he were alive,

I think I would have liked him a lot.

Even if he wasn't a good man,

I would still have liked to meet him.

Because he's my father.

I don't know what you're trying to do,

but don't make a scene in front of Grandma.

Let's take it outside.

What a truly…

cruel twist of fate,

Jang Tae-ha.

Baek Sang-gil!

Don't run. Face the consequences.

Consequences?

It's a gift for taking off your gloves.

From now on, get in fights that reek of blood, not sweat.

Tae-ha!

Every day, your imagination will eat away at you, wondering…

about my plan for you.

No. You lost.

I won't

raise my baby like that.

Baek Sang-gil!

No!

Let's put…

an end to this twisted fate of ours.

No.

No! You can't!

You both always end a drinking session with an order of gochujang stew.

You like this too?

Yes.

You've got old-fashioned taste.

It's good for hangovers.

You're going to do what?

A typhoon can carve out a path where there was none.

After our peaceful village went through all that ruckus,

I realized I can't just keep waiting for my spiritual powers to return

and that I should find a way to make a living.

So,

you're learning tarot cards?

These things are about as accurate as a shaman's readings.

All right, then. Give us a reading.

Will there be another ruckus in our village?

Well, then. Shall I take a look?

- Yeah. - Okay.

You have to shuffle these cards with care.

All righty.

Not bad.

Let me see.

I think it's this one.

It says spring will come to many places.

MUSCLE ACHES BRUISES

The bottom line is you got hurt saving me.

Use this to treat it.

I'll get going.

I just couldn't figure it out.

What?

When I saw test papers,

the answers would just pop into my head.

But no matter how much I looked into a woman's heart,

I couldn't get it.

You said you couldn't feel my sincerity, but I had no idea what to do.

To be honest, I still don't get it.

If I were to just tell you how I feel right now…

I want to keep

making memories with you, like that time at the pub.