Parasite

“Hold on. Jessica, only child, Illinois Chicago, classmate Kim Jin-mo, he’s your cousin.” & “I forgot something in the basement under the kitchen. When I left, they pushed me out so quickly… Would you let me in? What do we do? This isn’t in the plan.” & “Ki-Woo, you know what kind of plan never fails? No plan at all. No plan. You know why? If you make a plan, life never works out that way. Look around us. Did these people think, “Let’s all down the night in a gym?”. But look now. Everyone’s sleeping on the floor, us included. That’s why people shouldn’t make plans. With no plan, nothing can go wrong. And if something spins out of control, it doesn’t matter. Whether you kill someone, or betray your country. None of it fucking matters. Got it?” & “Son. Perhaps you, if no one else, will be able to read this letter. You were a Boy Scout, so I’m writing this just in case. Have your injuries healed? I’m sure your mom is plenty healthy. I’m doing fine in here. Though thinking of Ki-Jung makes me cry. Even now, what happened that day doesn’t seem real. It feels like a dream, and yet it doesn’t. That day as I went out the gate, I suddenly knew. Where I needed to go… A house where such a grisly crime took place would surely not be easy to sell. I’m sorry, Mr. Park. I struggled to hold out like that in an empty house. Still, thanks to the house being empty, what was her name? Moon-gwang? I was able to give her a proper send off. I hear tree side burials are trendy, so hell, I did my best. But those real estate sharks sure are clever. They hoodwinked some people who had just arrived in Korea and managed to sell the house. With the parents working, and the kids attending school, the family is usually out. But the goddamned housekeeper stays there 24 hours a day. Each time I go upstairs, I take my life in my hands. It turns out Germans eat more than just sausage and beer. What a relief. Passing time down here, everything starts to go hazy. Today at least I was able to write you a letter. If I send out the letter this way every night, maybe someday you’ll see it. So long.” & “Dad, today I made a plan. A fundamental plan. I’m going to earn money. A lot of it. University, a career, marriage, those are all fine, but first I’ll earn money. When I have money, I’ll hit that house. On the day we move in, Mom and I will be in the yard. Because the sunshine there is so nice. All you’ll need to do is walk up the stairs. Take care until then. So long.”