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CAST ROOM PARK NA-RAE
Beware. Glamour warning.
You could be fatally wounded by her fatal charm,
so please be aware.
Thank you, everyone.
Nice to meet you.
Park Na-rae! Park Na-rae!
Very good. You made me seem very popular.
Nice to meet you. I'm a woman more fatal than the fine dust.
I'm the beautiful comedian, Park Na-rae!
Hello, 2nd floor.
Today is a very meaningful day for me.
I'm going to write in my journal when I get home.
Because...
It's going to be my first experience today.
This first experience of mine is special.
It's my first time doing it without a man.
It's my first time doing it in front of so many people.
Why is my hand here?
I like using my hands, I'm sorry.
Okay, everyone.
It's my first time performing on stage for a stand-up comedy.
Thank you.
This stand-up comedy will be
broadcasted around 190 countries via Netflix.
It's fine, isn't it?
It's very fine. But I was kind of worried about something.
How many countries will accept me?
To be honest,
some countries could blur my actions.
And in some countries could
cover my face up with CG.
They could.
It looks even more erotic with CG.
Did you all see the main poster before you came in?
-Yes. -Okay.
It's this one with the mask. It's a very nice picture.
But this wasn't the original main poster. It was this one.
I like this one. This is better, isn't it?
See? I told them, too. It makes me look like I'm good at it.
I mean "good at talking."
My sentence was too short, wasn't it? It's because I'm short.
While we were working on the poster,
we got a complaint.
It turns out there's a school in front of the venue.
Parents of students saw this poster
and complained why we're performing such a pornographic show.
I think you guys misunderstood, so I should get this straight.
A friend of mine
used to be very freewheeling when he was young.
He changed his life completely as a father of two girls and a husband.
When I told him that I was doing this show,
he said he wanted to come to the show with his wife and daughters.
I was a little concerned...
so I asked him, "Wouldn't it be a little embarrassing
to watch the show with your daughters?"
Then he said,
"Oh, right.
It's a sex show, right?"
I know Netflix is freewheeling and I'm wild, I won't have sex up here.
I won't have sex on stage.
Did anybody think that I would have sex up on stage?
There are a couple of freaks here!
Hold on.
Did you expect to see a female entertainer have sex on stage for 88,000 won?
You should at least pay 100,000 won.
Think about my personnel expenses, too.
But especially for you guys,
I prepared two types of scripts for today.
First, the entertainer Park Na-rae.
Second,
Park Na-rae, the trash.
Okay, okay.
You can choose one.
Which version would you choose?
Okay, trash!
You guys chose Park Na-rae, the trash.
It was your decision...
so you can't run out
or sue us.
You can't do that, okay?
When I tell erotic stories, and you look at the person next to you...
don't say, "It's gross."
No can do.
Don't look at people next to you.
Just act as if you're at home, watching TV.
"It's fucking funny."
Everyone, if you just follow what I just said,
I am willing to play dirty on stage
with all of you guys.
Okay?
Okay, let's go!
Yes. Wait, hold on.
This right now mostly gets blurred out.
I don't think this can be aired.
It's getting hot already.
I haven't even started yet.
I...
You want me to take it off?
Okay.
Okay, I'll take it off and play it wild.
I worked out and made muscles for today.
Very good, it feels so cool.
It's finally cool now.
Before I became an entertainer, I had this thought.
The yardstick of a successful entertainer
is the tabloids.
I know it's hard to believe,
but I'm finally on a tabloid!
Seriously.
It wasn't Gian 84, it's better than that.
I'm serious, it was huge.
When I received the text about the rumor,
my hands were shaking.
Wow, this is success.
This is a successful entertainer.
I'll tell you what it said.
I'll tell you guys.
It's about me.
It's okay for me to tell it, because it's about me.
But if you guys spread it out, it's illegal.
It's my own rumor, so it's okay.
It said that...
during an overseas shoot...
a female celebrity A...
and a male celebrity B
and Park Na-rae...
Do they normally mention names on tabloids?
Why did they write my name?
They mentioned them as A and B.
I was surprised as it was my first time.
Anyway, it said that these three people
drank together in a room.
And A and B
started kissing,
and Park na-rae
took her shirt off.
They're the ones who kissed, why would I take my shirt off?
Do they think I'm turned on by them kissing
and be like, "Yeah, just like that. Your tongues are so wild!
Hey, I'm so turned on!"
Is this what's going on? Or when they're kissing, am I like,
"Hey, aren't you guys bored? Should I make you more turned on? Look!
Look at these. Aren't they amazing?
These are incredible."
It doesn't even make sense.
I was angry. When there are rumors, the reporters call the agencies.
And reporters also called agencies of A and B.
"Listen. Mr. reporter.
How could you think that way of our celebrity?
Are you going to write such nonsense stories?"
And they took strong actions.
However...
the director of our agency,
Director Park, who knows everything about me
mostly the bad sides of me for 10 years.
How did Director Park act to this tabloid?
"Listen, Mr. Reporter.
Those two kissed, but why did our star take her shirt off?
Didn't she do anything?
Write an article when she does something.
We're going to take strong actions."
Of course I've always thought that
female entertainers should take their shirts off.
Of course!
Don't guys always do this on a hot day?
"It's hot out, let's take our shirts off and play basketball."
Women should do the same thing.
"It's hot, let's take our shirts off and eat tiramisu.
Macaroon crumbs are all over my tits."
Everyone,
I don't easily take off my shirt.
I'm a pro entertainer.
If I'm going to take my shirt off,
I'll do it in front of the camera.
Really.
It's such a good show, isn't it?
When I've done everything else, and have nothing more to do,
when someone asks me if I have any talent or skills,
I'm going to say, "I'm not good at vocal mimicry,
so I'll take my shirt off."
Show me the tits!
Look at these tits!
I'm not the only one with tits. You all have them.
Were you surprised?
You knew it was X-rated, but you didn't think it was this dirty.
I see that there are
some elders and people who brought their parents,
and I'm worried it might get awkward.
That's what I'm concerned about. It's okay between friends and lovers,
but it will get awkward with your parents.
What comes to mind when you think about Park Na-rae?
Welsh corgi!
Welsh corgi?
That's right, because I turn into a dog when I'm drunk.
Who? What else?
Guys? Yes, I fucking love guys.
What else?
Gian 84? I didn't do it with him yet.
I'm saying that I didn't have a deep conversation with him yet.
You're liking it too much, aren't you?
A lot of people think
that I don't have a lot of experience in the dating area.
So this is what I said on air.
"Frankly speaking,
I was in a relationship numerous times. I'm worn out."
After that broadcast, my related search words was like crazy.
"Park Na-rae, mythomania."
"Park Na-rae staged everything."
"Park Na-rae, birch tree."
"Inje birch tree dating site." Huh, what's this?
I think it had something to do with the birch trees.
I've been in relationships numerous times,
but why don't I talk about it a lot on broadcasts?
Because it's X-rated!
Yes, that's exactly right.
It's not appropriate on TV.
So...
You'll experience sex in your ears just by paying 88,000 won.
Your cochlea will jump out of your ears.
That could happen.
It was before I had experiences in the dating area,
it was 2007.
I lied down on the bed,
and had a hurtful and dizzying first experience.
It was my first experience on the operating table.
Were you surprised? It's not what you think.
I lied down on the operating table for the first time in 2007.
A lot of people think that I got plastic surgery all over my body.
I'm going to be 100% honest with you.
I only got one place done.
My face.
The upper part is mine, and the bottom...
Wait, the upper part is someone else's, and the bottom is mine. I get confused.
Because I got so much done.
That's why I'm an unofficial plastic surgery manager in the business.
You can practically see the past, present and future of plastic surgery
just by looking at my face.
I'm the Silicon Valley of the plastic surgery industry.
Like the Daeduk Science Park in Korea.
Plastic surgery is no silly business.
You save money for plastic surgery
and it hurts like crazy.
You go through all that pain and wait for the swelling to go away.
After you go through that process, you'll become like me.
I'm pretty?
Do you want to change faces? She won't readily say yes.
I'm kidding.
Now that we're speaking,
I will...
share my real first experience story.
Yes.
Exactly speaking, this was
the story of how my first experience got backfired.
It's not easy for everybody on the first try.
It's not easy, it could backfire.
When I turned 20 years old, I was busy playing around.
I went to the beach in the summer with a few of my friends.
I went to the beach,
and since it was the summer, there was a festival happening.
In my days, the highlight of summer festivals
were guys doing B-boying.
You know, right?
People who know this are old, and people who don't know are young.
This is how you tell age.
Our group and those guys had a spark going on.
I was paired up with
the guy doing head-spinning.
He spun his head around upside down.
We had a fling,
and he wasn't just good at spinning his head.
He spun his tongue well, too.
I thought Messi was in his mouth.
Wow! Do you know loop fight, which is a traditional game?
Like this!
We were really drunk that day.
We were kissing on the sandy beach from this end to that end.
We rolled around the beach.
We rolled around kissing.
We rolled around the whole beach for an hour and a half.
While we were kissing and rolling around...
he suddenly put his hand in my pants.
We were outside!
For a second, I was so surprised so I took his hand out.
But he put his hand in again, so I took it out again.
We were rolling around and he put his hand in, out, in, out.
In, out, in, out.
We got dizzy rolling around in one direction, so we went the other way.
In, out, in, out.
He put his hand in upside down, and then in another direction.
I couldn't take it anymore. It went on for an hour and a half!
So I used my brain.
I held his hand and told him.
"I have a heart disease.
This is bad for my heart.
I have to go to the restroom."
So I went to the restroom.
I took a deep breath
and pulled down my pants to pee.
There were sand in my underwear.
Wow! When he put his hand in my pants as we rolled around in the sand,
sand and gravel went in my underwear along with his hands!
Clams, too.
Along with the clamshell
Let's hang it on her neck
Seriously. It was like a sandy beach in here.
They could've held the festival down here.
He could have spun his head in here.
You might understand.
It hurts so much even if there's a small gravel in your shoes.
It itches and hurts.
There were sand in here! Gosh.
That must be why people say first experiences hurt.
It itched so much.
I had my first experience with sand.
It was such an intense experience.
I only had first experiences with sand.
Before that, I didn't have any proper relationships.
But after my plastic surgery,
it was different being with guys.
Since I gained confidence,
I became open-minded
and I opened up my chest.
So I shared conversations from my chest and heart, more than ever.
I can talk about chests because I wear a full B-cup.
A full B-cup.
It's a solid B.
Full of contents.
So ever since the surgery,
I had my first fluttering relationship.
My first boyfriend
liked me very much.
I just had a good feeling towards him,
but we happened to have drinks together.
And that night,
we did it.
After we slept together,
he didn't even call me.
I was really angry about that.
Okay, you ran off?
Okay! If it was the old me, I would've been crushed, but it's okay.
I called him because I got plastic surgery and I'm a full B-cup.
Of course!
So I called him.
"We slept together, why didn't you call me?
Are you going to date me, or what?"
I just asked him out in the open. But he must've been on a bus.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go to the bathroom.
Can I call you back later?"
"What? Later? Tell me now."
And he said, "I think it's enteritis.
Let me go to the bathroom and tell you."
"Whatever. Are you going to date me, or what?"
And then he said yes in his bewilderment.
But as it turns out,
it really was enteritis.
He was taken to the emergency room.
I kind of felt sorry about that.
I liked him very much and he was my first boyfriend ever,
but he had an obsession.
He would call me and bug me to go home every night at 10 p.m.
Honestly, I could go out at 10 p.m. but I can't come home at 10 p.m.
But he would always call me and asked me where I was.
He calls to double check when I go home.
"Are you home? Are you alone?"
"Yes, why?"
"Pull it down."
"Pull what down?
What?"
"Pull it down.
Flush the toilet down."
"What? The toilet?" "Flush the toilet. Hurry.
When you flush it down, you can hear that sound. Yes, that's it!
I recognize the sound of your toilet. You are home, aren't you?"
Wow... let me wipe my sweat.
I'm too wet.
I'm not the only one who's wet, right?
My story is getting you all hot.
I don't know,
but he insisted that my toilet sounded different from other places.
He double checked if I went home or not by the sound of my toilet.
When you're in a relationship,
you often mistake love with obsession.
A friend of mine was really obsessive,
and when she was suspicious of her boyfriend,
she would always order chicken.
She orders chicken and eats it with her boyfriend.
And then secretly sends him a message.
Then what does he do?
He stops eating, unlocks his phone checks the phone.
Then,
his phone screen would be smeared with oil.
She figures out the pattern by looking at the oil.
Everyone,
this is forensic science.
Of course, it's just like the FBI.
It's not easy for female comedians to date.
Normally,
women want to look pretty in front of guys they like.
But female comedians
have other concerns.
When they look at guys, they think,
"When can I make him laugh?
It's the perfect timing to make him laugh.
Okay, he's going to laugh now."
That's all they think about!
That's why it's not easy for them to date.
They can't stand the awkwardness and the long pauses.
They can't date normally like other women.
But I overcame this
and dated restlessly, non-stop.
I have a nickname, which is
Genghis Khan of
the dating world.
There are no guys I haven't conquered.
Genghis Khan.
There are two types of guys in this world.
Guys who I have slept with,
and guys who I'll sleep with.
Genghis Khan!
That's right.
But there was one man
who left a scar on Genghis Khan's name.
For exactly
six months while we dated...
it wasn't a fling, we actually dated.
For the six months we dated, we didn't do it.
Then why did I date this guy for six months?
He was the exact opposite from the guys I used to date.
The guys I used to date were only crazy about me,
and always chased me around.
I know it's hard to believe, but they were really like that.
There are manias, although their taste isn't common,
but I am a maniac person.
However, my ex-boyfriend
was completely different from the other guys.
He was the type of person who lived the day to its fullest.
One day, his alarm went off at 8 o'clock.
"Memorize 100 English words."
It rang again after 10 minutes.
"Do 200 push-ups."
He planned his whole day like that.
He seemed hard to get, and not easy.
He looked so cool.
But he was so unbelievably conservative,
there were no physical affection at all for six whole months.
I would burst into anger every night thinking about this.
"Why won't you sleep with me?
Why?"
I got him everything that was supposed to be good for men.
All sorts of food and medicine.
But it wouldn't get up.
I mean, he didn't make up his mind.
I wasn't too clear there.
My mistake!
One time, we had drinks together with my friend,
and my friend said we looked like we were in a martial arts movie.
I asked why.
When I'm drunk,
I touch my boyfriend a lot.
So when I tried to touch my boyfriend, he kept blocking me.
It was like this.
So this guy...
he was like a complete scholar.
I couldn't take it anymore,
so I just asked him.
"When are we going to do it?
Huh? When are we sleeping together?"
Since he was so conservative, he got so shocked and said,
"How could you say that as a woman? Don't be so forward."
"If I'm not forward, you won't do it."
"It has to happen naturally."
"You're not letting it happen naturally!"
I couldn't touch him this time either.
He made an ultimate deal.
"Na-rae.
Let's do it on Christmas."
"What are you, Santa, you punk?
What are you, Santa?"
I couldn't take it.
I couldn't take it anymore,
so I made a big picture.
I prepared a couple's vacation.
After playing in the water
we drank and had a good time.
And most of all...
I booked separate pensions from my friend's couple.
I did.
And I kept it a secret from him.
Okay, I did.
I went there in advance and checked it out.
It was a separate pension, so I told my friend to go over there.
"Can you hear me?
Oh, oh, oh!
Okay, good."
She didn't hear a thing.
Okay, I'm going to do it tonight. I'll do it with him!
We played in the water all day,
and then we drank, so he got tired.
And he fell asleep. But it's okay.
I like doing it in the morning.
Really.
I love doing it in the morning.
I don't eat breakfast, but have morning sex.
I do it in the morning, so it's okay.
So the next morning...
You guys are constantly surprised.
It kind of feels like I'm doing a monster show right now.
You're constantly like this.
"Is that true?
What? Is that real?"
Yes, this is a true story. I'll tell you again.
So in the morning,
I opened my eyes in the pension, and the sunlight came through the window.
I was lying in bed with him.
He was gently looking at me.
And then he held my hands and said,
"Na-rae.
Get into position."
For a moment there,
I thought which position I should do.
It's the first time, so should I do a normal position like this?
No, it's embarrassing, so let's do it in the back.
No, I'm a progressive woman.
Genghis Khan!
So many ideas went in my head during those short moments.
Then, my boyfriend
held my hand
and raised me up.
Stand up?
So I stood up.
He said, "Na-rae, stand up...
and bend your knees.
Look far.
And...
stretch out your arms.
This is the basic position of wakeboard."
We went wakeboarding the day before.
It was the first time doing wakeboarding, and he was good at it.
People doing it for the first time should practice on land as well.
For two hours, I practiced this on the bed.
Left.
Right. Going down.
I couldn't sleep with him.
So...
I got really angry.
So I drank
like crazy because the scholar guy didn't like me drinking.
I got drunk and sent him a message.
I don't even know what I said. "Blah blah blah."
And kept calling him.
He didn't answer anything.
The next day, he sent me a long message.
A LETTER FROM JEONG YAK-YONG TO HIS TWO SONS WHO LIKED DRINKING
He really sent me this.
A letter from Dasan Jeong Yak-yong to his two sons who liked drinking.
He sent it to me.
I'm not lying, he actually sent me this.
He didn't ask if I slept well or if I'm okay after drinking.
"Drinking is only good for wetting one's lips.
People who drink alcohol as if a cow drinks water
don't even wet their lips or tongue,
and pop it down their throat.
They don't know taste at all.
To sum up, people who like to drink
are likely to tragically die once they catch a disease.
They could get alcoholic poisoning all over their body,
and decompose overnight.
They will collapse completely."
I knew he was a scholar,
but didn't know he was such an impossible scholar.
Jeong Yak-yong sent it to his alcoholic sons, why would he send it to me?
Am I supposed to be his son, or what?
So I blocked his number and broke up with him.
Okay.
After that, this is what female comedians talk about when we get together.
"Guys who make me happy are jobless...
and guys who have jobs
make me lonely.
And...
guys who don't do it are just trash."
Which guy would you choose to date out of these three options?
You!
I don't have one.
I can't do it.
I'm sorry, there's no way.
Who would I choose out of these three guys?
Well, I would date the guy who is willing to date me.
When I said that I was in a relationship many times,
a lot of people were curious about my relationship know-how.
My know-how is to flirt a lot.
I constantly flirt.
Then, one of them comes through.
It's like this. When you go fishing,
and some of the fish gets caught by their body, not their mouths.
Actual fishermen just let them go,
but I catch them no matter what.
This is called getting lucky.
Thanks for flirting all the time and being aggressive,
I dated a foreigner as well.
Of course. The Earth is round.
If you just walk straight forward, you can meet all the guys in the world.
It's from my favorite song.
A lot of people ask me.
"Are you good at English? Can you talk to them?"
Language doesn't matter.
I can communicate with my body.
With my body.
I'm extremely good at using my body.
That's all that matters.
I had a relationship with a foreigner,
and his name was James.
James was a 20-year-old Korean American from the United States.
Yes.
He never lived in Korea before,
so he didn't speak Korean.
It was like this.
"Hello.
I am James.
Na-rae, Na-rae is pretty.
The prettiest Korean woman."
It wasn't exactly like this, but that's what it looked like to me.
He was so cute.
James asked me what I did,
so I told him, "I'm a gagwoman."
Gagwoman.
He was like, "What?
Gas hole?
Na-rae is a gas hole?"
As it turns out, gagwoman was a broken English word.
So I corrected him.
"I'm a comedian. Comedian and gagwoman is the same."
James said, "Ah. Comedian.
Na-rae is the prettiest comedian.
Na-rae's gas hole is pretty."
I'm sure it was a compliment.
James and I had an intense date for four days,
and James went back to the states.
It's okay, the story's not over yet.
It started off like a long story, but you thought it ended right away?
It felt short, didn't it?
It's not.
Guys, I can keep going. It's not over yet.
We kept in contact after that.
People asked me what my relationship was with James.
I just told them
that he's a guy I know.
When James heard that, he said,
"Na-rae.
Do you kiss guys you know?"
So I told him
"Don't you greet people like this in foreign countries?"
He said, "Na-rae.
We don't use our tongue to greet people."
Why not?
We decided to officially date in order to use tongue more freely.
Yes, we dated.
It was an intense long-distance relationship.
I missed him so much,
so I went to America for two nights three days.
Don't you all go to America for three days to see your boyfriends?
So I went to America.
And everyone dreams of a melodramatic relationship.
I practically shot a drama in America.
But that drama
turned out to be a bad soap opera.
As it turns out, James was an only son of a very rich family.
The setting itself is dramatic.
When James' mother found out that I came to America, she wanted to meet me.
So I went.
When I went...
it turns out they owned a very huge restaurant.
When his mother saw me, she said...
"Na-rae. How old are you?"
So I told her... She wasn't like this, she just seemed that way.
She just seemed that way to me.
I told her I was 28 years old, and then she said,
"James is 20 years old, and you're 28 years old?
Why should my James date you?"
That's what she said, but I just accepted it.
I didn't expect her to say anything nice to me anyway.
But James was so in shock.
James was a precious only son for 20 years.
And how could his graceful mother say such a thing?
He got angry and said,
"Mom! What are you doing to my Na-rae?"
He was extremely angry.
But his Korean was poor.
Anyway, timing was so impeccable.
James decided to go to the bathroom.
And I was left alone with his mother.
It's such a typical moment.
When we were left alone, she said to me,
"Na-rae.
Break up with my son when you go back to Korea."
If it was a morning drama series, the female character would've said,
"Okay, ma'am."
But it wasn't a morning TV show.
So I stared at her directly and said,
"Ma''am.
Why should I? I'll break up with him if I want to break up with him.
So don't you mind."
When I said that, the graceful and elegant mother
who was wearing a ring on 10 fingers
who had a wavy hair...
Her hair didn't move at all even though she was angry, must've set it up well.
She
poured water on my face with her hand that she had 10 rings on.
James witnessed this as soon as he got out of the bathroom.
James got furious and yelled at his mom.
"Mom, you're bad!
Na-rae is a famous gas hole in Korea!"
He was very angry and his Korean was kind of poor.
When his mother heard James talk, she got really angry
and collapsed.
Imagine how shocked she was. He was her precious son for 20 years
and he's in love with Korea's gas hole.
How shocking.
So James turned his back on his parents,
and came to Korea with me.
It's true. So we had a happy time together
and one day,
we went to a club in Busan.
We had so much fun, and I got so drunk.
I was really hyped up.
I got so hyped up,
I did the freak dance until there was a hole in my pants.
Aggressively like this.
I did the freak dance,
with another man.
You're bad.
When I was drunk, they all looked the same.
I felt so sorry.
And James saw that... I don't know why he keeps seeing things.
James saw that
and got so furious.
He was angry at me and said, "Na-rae!
You're a bad bitch, fuck."
I never swore at him, and yet he swore at me.
"James, don't swear."
"What? I'm going to, fuck."
James got so angry and furious, and couldn't take it anymore
and said he would go back to America.
The next day, I got sober and thought that I couldn't let him go.
So I called James.
"James, let's meet and talk in person."
"No.
I don't want to see your face. You're freaking irritated, right?"
His Korean used to be very poor.
So I said, "James.
'Freaking' is a bad word."
And he said,
"So what?
I'm going to use freaking.
I broke up with you, went to the club and freaking kissed a 20-year-old girl.
I'm going to play wild like you, fuck."
I teared up when he said that.
Because...
I was so proud.
Wow.
His Korean freaking improved.
Park Na-rae, good job teaching him!
He used "freaking" and "fuck" so well, contextual-wise.
"You're freaking mad, aren't you? Fuck."
It's not a serious swearing word, but I got so mad!
Whoa! I'm still mad.
A lot of people think "alcohol" when they think about me.
They think I always drink heavily without even thinking,
and it's not completely wrong.
But even when I drink,
I have a goal and a philosophy.
When I drink,
I always have two goals. First,
make one person drunk.
And second, send two people to a good place.
That's right!
When I drink,
I always match the heads...
I'm sorry, I got too excited.
I always match the number of people.
To all you women, even if you're drunk,
don't get drunk by yourself. Nothing will happen.
When you're drinking, don't be drunk by yourself...
and go to a good place with someone else.
And I have a know-how for that.
Do you want to know?
Okay.
When I used this skill,
the success rate was really high.
I call this skill the Suzy skill.
Because I used this skill since I was 20 years old,
and Suzy of Architecture 101 used this skill.
And Suzy skill sounds better than Na-rae skill, doesn't it?
It's called Suzy skill, but she doesn't know this.
You can use this skill...
when you're alone with a guy you like.
First, bounce back and forth.
What's the first skill? Bounce back and forth.
What's the back and forth bounce? You go back and forth.
And then do the temple scan.
"What's wrong with me today?"
After you do this for 10 minutes,
second is the left and right bounce. What is it?
Left and right bounce.
Left and right bounce is to go left and right like this.
Like this.
"Hey!"
And then scan his thighs.
Touch the guy's thighs.
Touch it.
That's how you do it.
What's the next skill? The 45 degree.
What is it? The 45 degree.
It's to
lean on the guy's shoulder with a 45 degree angle.
The important thing is
not to lean like this, but to lean like this.
You have to lean 45 degrees upward toward the guy's shoulder.
My breath would reach his cheek.
Like this.
The guy becomes curious and turns over and sees your lips.
You just kiss right away!
Seriously. It seems like you don't believe me,
but this skill succeeded nine out of ten times.
It succeeded nine out of 10 times
and the freaking scholar was the only person I didn't succeed.
I couldn't do it.
I was smiling like this
but he pushed me away.
I sobered up right away.
I'm talking about alcohol right now,
and honestly speaking...
when a grown man and woman drink together,
what would they do?
Physical affection. What else?
Sex?
Very good.
One night stand.
It's not my story.
It's not about me.
It's about my friend.
My friend!
She's also a full B-cup.
One day, I...
Okay, I got it.
I'm constantly confused, so it's actually my friend's story,
but I'll just say it's mine.
Honestly, it's not my story. But just pretend that it's mine.
For your convenience.
Fine, I did it.
Are you happy now?
Come on.
One night stand.
One night only! Very good.
One day, I drank like a dog with this guy I've never met before.
It's kind of embarrassing talking about myself.
It's my friend's story.
With a total stranger,
I had an one night stand and it was cool.
It should be cool, isn't it?
I did it and it was cool!
I slept with the guy,
woke up the next morning in a motel room and couldn't remember anything.
Normally in a situation like this, I act cool
and don't wake him up. I quietly put on my clothes, and...
I don't act clingy after I sleep with a guy. So what if I did it?
So I was trying to walk out.
Because he was asleep, I quietly put my clothes on
and tried to walk out.
It's my friend's story.
So...
I quietly put my clothes on...
and tried to walk out.
But for some reason,
I really wanted to see the guy's face.
So...
I quietly went back and lifted the blanket where the guy was sleeping.
He was so handsome.
He was totally my style.
Wow.
So I carefully took off my clothes.
It was my big picture.
Because I like doing it in the morning.
So
I lied down, waiting for him to get up.
I heard him getting up.
And he didn't remember anything. He must've been embarrassed, too.
He quietly got dressed and got ready to get out.
So I thought it was all over,
but just like me,
he was curious.
He quietly came back to the bed, wearing his clothes.
And then carefully lifted the blanket...
He saw my face
and put it down.
Locked the door.
So mean.
No, she said he was mean.
It's my friend's story.
It's about my friend!
You guys.
I always say this about a relationship.
Don't save it, it'll all be shit.
Do whatever you want.
You can't help it if it was shit all along.
It's okay.
So what if you're worn out? What if you're experienced?
I can tell this to a guy I meet for the first time.
It's a stranger...
Are you okay with this? It's your boyfriend. He's not?
Two guys are here together?
You're here alone?
Give him a big applause.
Are you okay?
Are you having fun?
I'm glad.
If I find a guy I like,
I just tell him.
Come on!
"I like you, let's do it.
Let's talk about it." This is how you do it.
Why do I do everything I want
and say it if I have something I want?
I started to think this way...
because of my high school friend.
I was rather naive when I was in high school.
And all of my friends were naive.
But high school girls are really interested in sex, right?
So one day, we got together and talked about racy stories.
Then one friend said, "On the first night of marriage,
what do I do when my husband tells me to suck his thing?"
We were like, "No! Fuck, it's so gross!
How do you suck his thing? He pees with it!
It's so gross! What if pee comes out?"
We were all going crazy.
It was so shocking hearing about it for the first time.
But my friend who was the class president
who was a model student
adjusted her glasses
and said,
"If my husband tells me to suck his thing,
I'm going to tell him this.
'You suck it first.
Suck it!'"
Ever since then, I tell a guy to suck mine first.
I don't talk like that. I'm a polite person, you know.
"If it's okay, will you suck mine first?"
I'm a very polite person.
You guys will be surprised.
A female entertainer talking about sucking hers first?
You won't hear it anywhere else. I, too, am confused if it's really okay.
I'm grateful because you guys are enjoying my story.
It'd be great if everyone likes my story, but some people would think,
"How could a woman talk like that?"
After my rehearsal, someone asked me this.
"Is Park Na-rae quitting the entertainment business?
Is she retiring?"
A few of the producers from a TV show I'm doing are here right now.
They're here to check if I am retiring,
or if I can keep doing this for a living.
But you guys.
This is what I think.
Women this, men that...
Don't be confined in a frame. You only live your life once, right?
Let's do whatever we want!
Try it, and if it's not good, then quit! That's the way to live life.
Guys, it's not embarrassing if you've done it many times.
It's embarrassing if you've never done it.
Of course.
After the show,
you guys are going to search my name online, right?
There's going to be related search words.
After you watch my show,
I want you to search this keyword next to my name.
SLUT
Wait! Hold on!
Hey, you punk!
Who are you?
Are you the freaking scholar?
Who are you?
The lights aren't completely on.
Wait, excuse me.
Use up all the lights. Are you using 110 volts?
Turn on the lights, sir.
You're not listening to me.
GIRL CRUSH PARK NA-RAE
Okay, now.
Girl crush, Park Na-rae.
This was girl crush, Park Na-rae!
GIRL CRUSH PARK NA-RAE
Subtitle translation by: Hyunseo Park