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Episode 23
Why didn't you tell me about the baby?
- Let me go. - When were you going to tell me?
This baby... isn't yours.
You...!
Please go back.
What if I became your Gisaeng-Husband?
If I become your Gisaeng-Husband, you won't have to give up your art,
and the child... won't have to lose its father.
Myung-Wol! Myung-Wol!
Mistress! Mistress!
What happened?
My Lord!
Doctor Chang!
What are you saying?
Let us be thankful that the mother is alright.
What?
My Lord...!
It would have been better if it hadn't happened,
but it was Heaven's will.
- Mistress...! - Keep your mind intact and focus.
She lost the child?
My Jin-Yi lost her baby?
It is all my fault.
I only wanted to help him understand what she was going through.
Will you pack my things for me?
I must go to the Capital.
No, Madam. You must not.
- Dan-Shim... - She is right.
How can you travel in your state?
You will add only worry to Jin-Yi's burden.
Just stay here. I will go to the Capital with Dan-Shim.
- But... - Let me go.
Don't worry. I will take care of her.
Yes, Madam. Let us go in your stead.
I will tell her to come visit you when she is well again, so do not worry.
Take good care of her. Losing a baby is the same as having given birth.
I know. I know!
- Why don't you leave him here? - There are so many here to take care of him!
Yes, but he won't let us leave him behind.
- I wonder where he gets that from? - What a boy that is!
He cries and screams when the other women hold him,
but in your arms, Duk-Pal, he is so quiet and smiling!
That's because I raised him!
- Foolish man. - When will you cease your chatter?
Go on and take your leave. You have to reach the capital by nightfall.
Let's go.
I told you I won't see anyone.
- It is I. - Go back.
Drink.
Go back.
I said drink.
Or shall I take you to the courtyard? Shall I beat you until you hurt?
Yes.
That's a good idea.
- Let's do that. - Look here...!
I... I am unworthy to live.
With this hand... With this hand, I...
I killed my baby.
- That was an accident. - I killed my baby!
Come to your senses!
You didn't do it on purpose. It was an accident!
What is the use of blaming yourself?
If your dead child could come back, I would let you blame yourself.
But you can't do anything.
Come to your senses and go to the Gyobang.
Go and keep Myung-Wol company.
Comfort her.
That is the only thing you can... No.
That is the only thing you must do.
Dan-Shim?
You were awake.
It has been a long time.
Yes.
Are you alright? You're fine, right?
Yes.
Have you given birth to your child?
Myung-Wol...
He's grown now, hasn't he?
Well...
He's a good boy, just like you, right?
Miss Dan-Shim, come out for a while.
It's time for his nap, and he won't stop fussing.
Did you... did you bring him?
I shouldn't... I shouldn't have brought him.
That boy... he has a fussy personality. Wait, I will tend to him and return.
Can I see your boy?
Can I... can I carry him just once?
Good boy... What a good-looking boy!
Come here!
Good boy!
Look at his hand.
How small, and how lovely...
How was it when he was an infant?
Was he about this big?
Or perhaps he was smaller?
Myung-Wol...!
Why have you dressed him up? Is something happening today?
I have a request to make of you.
I am not familiar with the Capital. Will you take me to Lord Byuk Gae-Soo?
What?
You told me he didn't believe you when you told him the baby was his?
So why are you making such an effort?
He is a poor boy who does not know his father's face.
I wanted to show him his father from afar.
If not, at the very least, I wanted him to walk the same streets
that his father walks with his own two feet.
That is the least I can do.
Miss Myung-Wol left this for you.
She told me to just give it to you.
Wait.
- Child... - Let him be.
Let him do what he wants.
Forgive me, your Excellency.
The boy's name? What is his name?
I just call him "child".
As he is the son of a nobleman, I did not dare to name him myself...
Shall I give him a name?
Not only can I name him, but if it is alright with you,
I can take him into my home.
Your Excellency...!
If you don't want me to, I don't have to do it.
No...No. Please, please take the boy.
Will you be able to bear it?
You will miss him terribly.
I will be fine. I will be able to bear it.
As long as you accept him as your son...
As long as he is raised by you, I will be happy.
I expect nothing else.
I can't... take you in.
Living with someone who does not love you... It is not a good thing.
Your Excellency...
Don't fall in love with someone like me again.
Next time, fall in love with someone who does not treat you as a plaything.
Fall in love with someone...
who truly loves you.
What happened?
How frustrating! Miss Dan-Shim, where is the boy?
- Miss Dan-Shim, where is...? - You don't have to call me that anymore.
What?
Just... call me Gae-Ddong.
You can call me Gae-Ddong. You don't have to talk up to me.
What?
What's going on?
If we must send the child,
If we have to send the child,
I wanted to do it here.
I...
am not worthy to...
Don't blame yourself.
You did not send the child away. The child went away by himself.
He was a good child.
Even if he is born, his parents cannot be together.
The child understood that.
He did not want his parents' resolve to be shaken again.
He did not want us to throw away our dreams and our ambitions again.
He did not want us to grow old blaming each other.
He did not want us to be bitter.
That is how deeply our child thought.
At this place in which the two of us were in love and happy,
I wanted to let the child go.
And when we return to the world,
you in your place,
I in my place,
we shall mourn privately.
This child of ours whom no one can take away from us.
Send Myung-Wol to the Ambassador's banquet.
Compose a new song. Compose it for Myung-Wol to perform.
Send this to Myung-Wol.
Miss! We've reached the Gyobang.
I must have dozed off.
It's cold. Let us go in.
You're back.
Looks like you're busy.
Go in. Mistress is waiting for you.
Really?
Tomorrow afternoon, you will attend the Ambassador's banquet.
In the evening, you will perform the Guhmungo at His Majesty's feast.
Then you must return to oversee the novice's dance practice. Do you understand?
Yes, Mistress.
You look weary. Your face shows your fatigue.
No, Mistress. I can do it.
It has only been a few months since your accident.
Tell me if you're too tired. I will take you out...
I am fine. Do not worry about me.
Fine. Go and get some rest.
Temper, temper... Go and get some rest.
Nothing... nothing's changed.
No, it's worse than before!
Bu-Yong!
What is her secret?
What is her secret for entrancing all the customers to request only for her?
What is her secret?
A prostitute seats herself with more elegance than you.
Are you planning Myung-Wol's day again?
That's right.
You seem more like Myung-Wol's slave woman than her Mistress!
How can you laugh!
What can I do?
From His Majesty to the most provincial of ministers, all they want is Myung-Wol.
Please think of the other girls. They starve for attention!
At least think of Bu-Yong, who has given up hope.
- I have no intention of doing that. - Mistress...!
Don't you know this is the life of an artist?
It is all or nothing. All or nothing.
A talented artist will gain fame, wealth and power.
But a mediocre one will have her courtesan name forgotten.
How can you not know such a thing?
- If it weren't for Myung-Wol, she'd be... - If she can't take it, tell her to retire.
If she has reached her limit, there is nothing she can do.
Why is the famous Myung-Wol drinking in this manner?
I couldn't sleep.
Where are your disciples?
I just wanted one drink before I went to bed.
What is the use of disturbing someone else?
Come and sit.
Let's drink together.
If you're here at this hour, aren't you here for the same thing?
What is this dramatic sigh?
What do you lack that you sit there with such an expression?
I don't know. What could it be?
Why... did we become courtesans?
I gave up my beloved, and buried my child in my heart.
I made my resolve and returned to the world of art.
But why did I do that?
What are you talking about?
I must have been tired while I was playing the Guhmungo.
But I lost the rhythm three times.
But all of them... They lavished praise on me.
They don't even know music.
Perhaps they weren't even listening to the music performance.
Perhaps they thought that since I am so famous, I must be talented.
If they don't, they'll be mocked.
You find many ways to boast!
- Bu-Yong! - So what?
So what if they clap and lavish undeserved praise on you!
Bu-Yong!
There are numerous girls here at this Gyobang who have never had that.
There are girls who have been suffocated and crushed under that famous name of yours.
The Royal Troupe now teems with girls who suffer from anonymity because of you.
- Where are we going next? - We have visited all the planned locations.
Is that right?
Drink.
My good friend has come to visit, but I am unable to offer much.
You went from being a Royal Minister to a Citizen Superintendent.
How heartless his Majesty is!
What a punishment for you vacating your post for a few days?
I volunteered for this.
I wanted to start again.
Wretched man. What is the use of this?
You should not treat yourself so cruelly.
Cruel? Not at all.
I am merely where I belong.
I have to start again.
I had to bury my child
because of my impetuousness.
I wanted to come to a place where I could remember him.
I know that no matter what,
I can never wash away my sin towards this child.
Have you heard news of Myung-Wol?
She is doing well.
She is very much demand. More so than before.
Insane wretch! Do you wish to die?
How can you consider yourself a teacher when all you do is drink!
One does not become Mistress just because she is the most talented.
It is also the duty of the Mistress to train and look after her students.
Did I not teach you this?
Mistress?
- Did you say Mistress? - Bu-Yong!
Why must I pursue that position?
You practiced for three years so that you could defeat Myung-Wol.
Where is all that ambition?
What is the use of all that ambition?
Haven't you already decided who will get the position of Mistress?
- Bu-Yong! - His Majesty and all the noblemen...
They all want only Myung-Wol.
What is the use of my ambition?
Everyone's laughing! Even the village dog is laughing at me!
- Who cares if they want only her? - Mistress...!
Can you accept defeat?
Can you accept the fact that Myung-Wol attained the position because she's better than you?
Then, I will not waste any more time.
I will give Myung-Wol the position of Mistress and retire immediately.
Even if I don't accept it, the world has already accepted it.
If you don't accept it, nothing has meaning.
And a winner cannot be determined unless there is a fight.
Whether you win or lose, you must fight.
Even though it would be better if you won,
if you lost in a fair fight, then and only then will you be able to move on.
In six months, we will have a final competition for the position of Head Mistress.
It does not matter what dance it is.
You can even choose to create your own dance. Just dance your finest dance.
The winner will be the new Mistress of the Royal Troupe.
How will you judge who performs the better dance?
Will we perform again before His Majesty?
No. Neither his Majesty nor the noblemen will be able to judge properly.
The judges will be the Mistresses of all the troupes, and their famous courtesans.
A dance that is recognized by other dancers...
Only then can you be recognized as the greatest dancer.
Don't you agree?
So go on and continue your practicing.
- Do you understand? - Yes Mistress.
The greatest dance...?
The Drum and Crane dance?
Combine these two dances,
and make a new dance...
Will that make the greatest dance?
Mistress...
Is it finally the time to fill in this dance score?
It is good. How remarkable.
I can see the effort you put in all these years.
- Don't you agree? - It is a fine dance, Madam.
The Crane and Drum Dance... You can see both influences.
It is gentle and yet strong. And severe and yet light as a butterfly.
- How is it? - It is wonderful!
- It is lovely! - Tell me if there are any problems.
Problems? How can that be? Your dance is always perfect!
Nothing in this world is perfect. Focus and watch me again.
You must find the problems. Find them so that I can fix them!
And what did you feel?
That dance movement should have make you feel something.
- I felt sad. - Sad?
And why did you feel sad?
That's it.
Why didn't I... Why didn't I think of it earlier!
The greatest dance...
is not a dance that will move the dancers,
nor the audience who watches dance.
That is not the greatest dance.
Myung-Wol is at the marketplace to dance?
I never understand what that girl does.
I don't know why she is out there!
- A great dancer is a great dancer. - What?
Bu-Yong, you should start being more nervous than you are now.
I know.
What?
I don't understand what you two are thinking half the time!
Myung-Wol has already begun the fight.
- She has already gone up on stage. - What are you saying? I'm confused.
All the dances that we perform,
one must learn how to appreciate them so that they can be an audience.
- Am I right? But... - Well...
But the folks at the marketplace, they have never been to a banquet.
They are low-born wretches who will never come across a wine party or a feast.
If Myung-Wol's dance can move their hearts,
that dance... will be the greatest dance.
Master...
- Master...! - Shut up. Don't talk.
You said you had an important appointment, but since you returned from the Capital,
you have been sitting here.
- I'm studying. - What?
- This... this is studying? - Of course.
Is studying only available in books?
Look who this is! It is Master Hwa-Dam!
- How have you been? - What brings you here?
I have come here to teach you about fire.
What?
Where are all those people going?
The famous courtesan Myung-Wol is holding a banquet.
She even put up signs to invite all those who want to see her dance!
The famous courtesan Myung-Wol?
Would you like to go and take a look too?
Of course!
- Won-Sun, hand me my robe. - What?
But you haven't given your lesson yet.
- You can learn a lesson at any location. - Master...!
Where there are people,
whether it is a market, a tavern, or a beggar's town, you can still learn!
How often must I tell you!
I wondered how great this famous courtesan Myung-Wol would be!
- But she's just the greatest whore! - Master, how can you say that...!
Master Hwa-Dam, how can you say such a brutal thing to her?
No need to watch any further. Let us go.
What is it?
- Are you Master Hwa-Dam? - Yes I am.
I have heard your name often when I was at Song-Do.
I give you my greetings. I am Myung-Wol.
You are a prostitute and a wine peddler, right?
There are some who call me the nation's finest artist.
Finest artist, my foot!
You are the nation's finest whore, and the finest wine peddler!
Why do you say that?
What is the reason why you despise me so, Master?
Why do you ask me? The people have already told you the answer.
You're saying that the people who were enjoying my dance were despising me?
Even though those people are low of status, their eyes do not...
You still have not understood what you have done wrong.
Who was it? Who in the world told a fool like you
that you were the nation's finest artist?
- Was her performance that bad? - No, it was quite good.
Then why did you insult her so?
- Her heart is in the wrong place. - What?
She has to learn how to think the right way.
If she does not learn this, it is waste to call her the nation's finest artist.
I... I, Myung-Wol...
I am the nation's finest whore and wine peddler...?
It can't... It can't be.
Impossible!
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