Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Should we stand up too? - She's a pro.
Acting like a genius, that 4th dimension stuff is all fake.
Throw them! Throw me the keys!
Husband.
I cut the wire on the CCTV by the gate.
Silly, isn't it?
Do I fit in here?
It's no big deal.
- Madame, please leave us. - What?
What incident?
Just the thought makes me sick.
What's that?
This is not some minor issue.
Currently your sister's lip is pouting like a duck's bill.
Hey mister, that's not a toilet.
Home from the office, Mr. Park is off duty now.
You know when you boil a rag?
Da-song!
Then, the camping...?
Not Driver Yoon, but me, please!
Perhaps just one weak point?
I was able to give her a proper send off.
Madame? Good afternoon.
What? Fumigation?
So it's true. Oh, how sad.
She was lying back in the tub, watching TV.
Son!
Right, a driver's cafeteria!
This is so metaphorical.
Da-song, it's time for bed! You know how late it is?
Sure, it's easy enough to hire a new one.
Thank you.
Indians?
I only trust someone recommended by a person I know well.
In this home suffused with Mr. Namgoong's creative spirit?
Kill the stink bugs.
What do you mean?
She kept the house in great shape,
We could've met outside, why come here?
Therefore our Great Leader, in this age of denuclearization,
Da-song, cut it out!
Somewhere close by.
What is all this?
That's true. Your mom's right.
Don't push!
at their wicked, despicable provocation!
What about your university friends?
What's he doing now?
This one, 'coffeeland 2G'.
I knew it.
For sure. It's a very opportune gift.
Did you know that Da-song is faking it all?
Are you free for lunch today?
What a nice person.
You know that driver, Yoon? Was it Yoon?
Daddy!
If you come too, Da-song will be so happy.
That's why people shouldn't make plans.
Oh, that's gross. In his boss' car!
Respect!
Da-song, how could you run out from your lesson?
Ditch the guy you've got now. Just fire him.
A belt of trust?
Sorry for the trouble.
Hold on.
but then she went on to work for this family.
Respect!
Feels like a bygone era.
Right, just squeeze your Mini Cooper into the garage.
So, if we can compare Jessica to a rose,
Let's go take a bath.
Dad! Let me add another to the mix!
What?
No, come to the window. I need to show you.
He's not some kind of prince.
It's the semi-basement smell.
I was overwhelmed by debt.
Of course.
I've got my own plan.
It's an impromptu. You can wear sweat pants!
Everything.
So that's how it happened.
So please. Let me live down here.
With their stinking guts serving as the last nuclear graveyard,
You like her?
Dad, my foot.
Oh, right. You know the beam projector?
What did you say?
What do you mean, honey?