I never thought that my life would turn out like this.
It's not like I expected much.
I didn't think I'd be president or a pop star.
But still, I had dreams, hopes, and goals for myself.
And not one of them involved standing on a bridge,
staring down at the Han River, ready to jump in.
Hey, Bae Jin-su, open up!
"MR. BAE JIN-SU!"
"COME ON OUT AND PAY UP WHAT YOU OWE!"
-Hi. Excuse me? It's just… -Yeah?
-My baby's trying to sleep. -Oh, jeez. I'm sorry, lady.
You see, a dirty rat lives here who owes us 900 million won.
-Oh… Let's go inside now. -Hey!
-You said you'd pay us back! -It's okay.
One loan and you'd be rich.
The hell?
Huh?
Shit, there he goes! Damn it!
Bae Jin-su, get back here!
Come back, you bastard!
Oh shit.
Hey, guys. Sorry, we're shooting a scene.
We've got this whole street blocked off, so please, go around.
That way.
-Thank you. -Shit. Where did that fucker go?
I'm sick and tired of these loan sharks.
I didn't want to borrow from them in the first place.
-Sorry, but who are you? -That should work.
-What? -Not with that setup.
Hey, I'm just passin' through here.
-Last looks in five. -Excuse me.
Perfect.
-Yeah, no, it's okay. -Oh! Celebs!
-Just… -I can't do that.
-Hold on. -What?
Are you ready?
-Come on. -I have to ask.
-Why are there always film shoots here? -Oh, sure.
-What? -Oh, nothing.
That looks good.
You wanna show poverty? Film on my street.
All I wanted was to escape this place.
When will you leave this shithole?
Our pal Won-seok trusted me with his money.
Guess how much he made. You wanna know?
He got a loan for 500 mil, and I turned that into three billion.
He was able to retire after that.
Look, you can save all your measly paychecks,
but where will that get you?
You'll never buy a house at that rate.
Our generation won't get rich playing by the old rules.
You wanna make bank, invest with me. Don't you want a piece of the pie too?
Your old pal can make you a multi-billionaire.
Easy. Just stick with me.
Okay?
I guarantee it, man. You still have a chance.
That weasel told me to gather all the cash I could.
I got a bank loan, then borrowed more from the sharks.
IN YOU, I TRUST
Come on, pick up.
-Damn it. -We're sorry. The caller is unavailable.
All day, news rattles on about small businesses going under.
That doesn't stop hundreds of new shops from opening.
Your chances of winning the lottery are one in eight million.
I DON'T REALLY NEED A 600% PROFIT, SO PLEASE ANSWER MY CALL
Yet thousands of lotto tickets are sold every day.
HEY, YOU KNOW I EVEN BORROWED FROM LOAN SHARKS
Only a few people profit from trading stocks.
But more and more keep trying. Why, you ask?
PLEASE…
UNREAD
Because we're all deluded.
We think losing's for other people.
Not us. We'll succeed, we'll win.
-You'll go bankrupt, I'll strike it rich. -Bae Jin-su, you idiot.
We think we're the exception. And that makes losing hurt more.
"Can you find a word hidden in 'poverty'?"
"Over"?
"That's right. Game over."
I worked ten years at my old job and gave that bastard my severance.
That fucking liar!
He took my money and ran without another word.
I got a part-time gig. For under 10,000 won an hour.
TOTAL PAY 19,720 WON
TOTAL PAY 29,580 WON
TOTAL PAY 39,440 WON
At least I could save on groceries by living off expired kimbap.
I only made 78K a day.
TOTAL PAY 78,880 WON
No way I could pay off my debts on that wage.
I owed 900 million.
"SO I HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO LOOK FOR A BETTER-PAYING JOB"
Anyone know how to work with rebars?
DAILY WAGE 160,000 WON
WELDING
Any welders here?
Ever since I was young, my grandma would say…
DAILY WAGE 180,000 WON
"You need to learn a skill, in order to make a living."
Finally, I'm realizing just how right she was.
Here, this way for woodwork. Thank you.
-She should've stressed it more. -Let's keep it moving.
-Clearly, it didn't sink in. -Who works with plaster?
I do.
After four years at college,
I'm still just a useless, good-for-nothing idiot.
I needed something high-paying that required no skill whatsoever.
We need those numbers now!
Finance guys trade stocks all day and get paid millions--
Scratch that. Hundreds of millions per hour.
-Look at our stock! -Look at 'em, sittin' in skyscrapers.
Then there's me, the one washing the windows. Hanging on.
-Those stats. -Yeah, yeah.
Put a sell on it. Short it.
High-rise window cleaning.
80,000 an hour. Not a bad wage, right?
But it's also so dangerous
they had to pass a law capping the work day at four hours.
Oh, fuck!
-That's a daily total of 320,000 won. -Oh shit, man!
Then again, four hours a day is a long time to be hanging off a building.
Oh, get me down.
Even if I somehow had the time to clean every window in Seoul,
it still wouldn't be enough to pay back my loans.
It's too late for me.
I'll be paying off the interest for the rest of my life.
So, that's why I decided this was my best choice.
I chose to jump.
Let's do this, Bae Jin-su!
1,000,000 WON DEPOSITED HELLO
1,000,000 WON DEPOSITED I WANT TO
1,000,000 WON DEPOSITED BUY
1,000,000 WON DEPOSITED THE TIME THAT YOU HAVE GIVEN UP
Huh? Hmm?
One, two…
Someone's depositing millions of won into my bank account?
They want to buy the time that I've given up?
Four million… And for what?
1,000,000 WON DEPOSITED IF INTERESTED
1,000,000 WON DEPOSITED PLEASE GET IN THE VEHICLE
They want me… to get in?
Hey, uh… is this like, uh…
uh, so… some kind of program for preventing suicides?
Uh…
Are you…
So, I guess Seoul is trying something new?
This car's really cool.
You know, I've seen some limos before, but only from far away…
This is amazing. Thank you.
What is this?
"Hello, and welcome to The 8 Show."
"This show doesn't require any skills or previously acquired knowledge."
"All that we ask of you is the time you were willing to throw away"?
"All necessary food and accommodations will be provided to participants,
and the available prize money will accumulate as time passes."
"When the allotted time is over, the show will end itself automatically."
"In the case that any participant expires during the process,
the show will immediately come to an end then,
regardless of how much time may remain."
"Expire"?
"Therefore, we ask that you pay special attention to your safety."
"If you do not wish to participate,
please take the cab fare from the table and exit the premises."
There's 20 million won here. This is insane.
"However, if you do wish to continue with the show,
please select one of the numbered cards."
"You may then step into and through the drapes."
Maybe this is some sort of game?
So they provide room and board.
And they'll pay me money just to spend my time here.
And killing isn't allowed.
That means it won't be dangerous.
This looks to me like easy money.
Hello? Is this just all for some prank show?
But they'd have me sign somethin', a waiver… right?
Whoever's doing this already deposited six million won in my account.
And they're offering an extra 20 mil just for showin' up.
Plus, they hired a limo and booked this theater.
What on earth's goin' on?
Wait, that's strange.
Why are some numbers missing? Bizarre.
I just don't know what to do.
Oh God. What if they're organ harvesters or something?
Okay. That settles it. And 20 million won isn't nothin'.
Oh yeah, I've gotta run. I'm such an airhead!
I forgot about the… thing… and I've gotta head out.
It totally slipped my mind.
I hope your show is a big hit.
Okay, good luck with it!
Thanks for havin' me.
You're really makin' it hard to turn you down, you know,
but I really do have to get go…
220,000 WON DEPOSITED 3FLOOR CONVENIENCE STORE
CONVENIENCE STORE OWNER SORRY, THINGS ARE HARD
BUT HERE'S THE 220,000 WON FOR ONE WEEK
YOU CAN REPORT ME TO THE LABOR OFFICE, BUT WE'RE FRIENDS, RIGHT?
Shit. But…
A week's work and I barely have anything to show for it.
That's my reality.
If I do walk out, nothing will change. I'll still have my debt hanging over me.
PAY US BACK, BAE JIN-SU
I was ready to jump off a damn bridge. What could be worse than the life I know?
All right. You can have my organs.
I don't care. I'm not going back to my minimum wage life.
Fuck it, I'll do it.
What's a game show compared to hanging off a 40-floor building?
Three is a solid number.
I was curious.
If they could afford to send me millions and a limo,
even a stack just for showin' up, they must have some budget.
So, then… what would the prize be?
♪ Lonely ♪
♪ I'm Mr. Lonely ♪
♪ I have nobody ♪
♪ For my own… ♪
♪ I am so lonely ♪
♪ I'm Mr. Lonely ♪
♪ Wish I had someone To call on the phone ♪
♪ I'm a soldier… ♪
Oh, this place is fuckin' huge.
Only 24 hours?
They made this place for one measly day--
Uh--
Hey.
Hey. Hey!
I'm locked in.
A staircase?
I must be on the third floor.
There aren't any elevators.
Oh. Oh…
I was right. I'm on the third floor.
The hell?
Man, I was expecting a nicer place.
Is this real?
Oh shit…
It's just a screen.
And these are all cameras.
Why are there so many of 'em?
Jesus! What was that?
"Please hand in all your clothes, accessories,
and all other personal items you may possess."
"Then we request that you please change into the uniform we have provided."
In front of all the cameras?
Ugh. I just bought 'em.
"You can keep an eye on the accumulated prize money by checking the scoreboard."
What scoreboard?
SCOREBOARD
"Food and shelter will be provided for free."
"You can access the intercom to buy anything else you may need."
Intercom.
"However, the price of any purchased items
will be deducted from your individual prize money at a special rate."
What's the special rate?
"Items that you intend to use outside your room can be purchased in the square."
Where's that?
THE SQUARE
Oh, I see.
"All participants are required to remain in their rooms
from midnight until 8:00 a.m."
"You are not allowed to block the cameras."
"Violating any rule will deduct half of the individual's prize money."
Half? That's crazy.
Shit, shit, shit, shit!
AND THE SHOW BEGINS AT MIDNIGHT
-Uh… -What? I only have a minute?
Shit! Jesus. One minute?
Okay…
Oh shit…
Huh? Shit! What… Hey…
THE SHOW BEGINS NOW
What?
Wait…
Jeez. What the hell?
Hey, one sec. No…
Ah shit…
The fuck? Jeez…
God, this place is full of surprises.
What the…
The pockets are printed on? Who's behind this shit?
What now?
That's money.
It went up.
90K. I just made 90K!
-Yes! -That's 30,000 won a minute. Fuck, yeah!
Yes!
1 HOUR LATER (56 MINUTES TO BE EXACT)
I can't believe this is happening. So, let's see.
I've been here for just under an hour.
That means my hourly wage here is…
1.8 million won.
Okay, okay. I need to calm down. Let me think here.
It said 24 hours on the scoreboard outside.
How much do I make a day? 180 times 24…
Then tack on the zeroes… How much is that?
One sec. Uh, so, two times 18, four times, and…
Hold up. That's over 40 million won.
Fuck! You could make that much in a year and live pretty damn well.
Hell, yeah, Jin-su!
Yeah! Comin' on this show's the best decision you ever made.
What if I can only stay one day?
Ugh, it doesn't give a timeline.
If I can stay here for a couple of weeks, I'll be able to pay off my debt.
I've gotta take a leak.
Oh, is the bathroom out in the square? Shit.
YOU MUST STAY IN YOUR ROOMS FROM MIDNIGHT TO 8 A.M.
BREAKING A RULE DEDUCTS HALF OF THE PRIZE MONEY
Is this worth it?
Oh, hey, there. I just…
I need to… I need to use the toilet?
Could I just step outside for, like, one second?
Are you there? Hey…
Are they for real? I'm not allowed to piss in a toilet?
Hey, could you at least help me turn on the heater in here? It's…
Well, it's pretty cold in here.
I-- Did I lose you? Hey, are you still on the line?
"You can buy things you need."
Of course. I knew there had to be a catch.
Who would give away millions of won without some strings attached?
They want me to spend my prize money.
Is that it?
Hello, uh…
Could I buy… a blanket and a hand-warming pack?
Oh! No, no, hold on. That can't… that can't be right. Wait. Don't…
Uh… Cancel. Sorry. N. N!
No, no. There. Sorry.
You… Well, we must've had a little misunderstanding, I guess.
Yeah, I just want one hand warmer, and one blanket.
You charged me for a whole box, I think. So, one hand warmer, one blanket.
That's it. Thank you. Now, how much will that be?
One mil-- Wait. That's insane.
One point…
What the… There must be some mistake.
Uh… uh… Just give me a sec.
BUT THE ITEM COST WILL BE DEDUCTED AT A SPECIAL RATE
"At a special rate…"
Um, let me cancel the order. Just cancel it. Let me think.
I'll call you back.
Huh.
I finally understand the rules of this show.
I'm making 43 million won a day, or 1.8 million an hour.
Let's figure out the special rate.
How much is a newspaper? Just a regular daily paper from a store?
I know that paper would've cost 1,000 won back at the convenience store.
So that's the "special rate."
Everything for sale is a hundred times more expensive here.
Evens out my new wage.
I get it now.
I understand the point of this show.
Ha! Clever! They're testing me to see just how far I can go
while spending as little as possible.
Whoever's behind this, they've got no fucking clue who they're up against.
Come on. They thought I'd go…
"Oh, I'm so cold! I'll give you anything!"
Like some whiny brat! Hah! Please. I'm a pro at being poor.
I'd like… a pound of discarded newspapers.
And then a bunch of boxes too. Used cardboard, okay?
Yep, that'll do. Yes, sir.
120,000, four times three is 12…
So that's four minutes of my time.
Okay.
Ah, this rocks.
Ah, this is great.
Buying this stuff was the cost of doing business. That's okay.
All right. I barely spent anything.
I won't spend any more, and tomorrow, I'll take home 43 million.
I'll be so rich…
Hello? Hello!
Please, help me. Please, get me a plastic bottle right now.
Mm-hmm! Bottle!
Yes! Yes!
Ah!
Oh man, they made a fake sunrise?
"Time is very valuable."
"Your time is money."
Boomers love saying that kinda crap.
What would the "time is money" crowd make of this crazy thing I'm goin' through?
Because in this world, time really, truly, without a doubt,
actually literally is money.
'Scuse me!
Is everyone in their rooms?
Can everyone come out here so we can introduce ourselves?
Someone's here.
Are we all accounted for?
Don't be shy, people, come on out.
Over here, over here!
Wow. Three other people.
Uh, sure.
Hey, uh, how…
Wait, how are you walking on the water?
It's fake. This is all fake. You see?
Look up there, that's our "sunlight."
Have you seen the scoreboard yet? Come on, let's go see.
Look at the time.
They added more.
It was only at 24 hours yesterday.
Uh…
Uh, hi, good morning.
Nice to meet you.
How's it goin'?
Hey, what do you think?
Will they keep adding hours every day that we're in here?
Oh, good question.
If they keep tacking on more and more hours,
well, we might just find ourselves trapped in here forever.
Uh… why are you dressed like…
Uh…
I don't think that'll be the case.
There's a limit to everything, especially time.
They haven't given us too many rules yet. The time must mean something.
I'm sure there are still many rules we don't know.
Oh, really?
Well, then, I guess I don't know.
Hmm.
So, do you think this is everyone now?
One, two, three…
Hold on. There should be eight of us down here.
Hey, you.
Hey, new friend!
What are you doing up there? Come down!
I suppose she must be a bit on the shy side, right? Don't you think?
She could be shy, or just kinda rude…
Okay, so, I see you're on the second floor.
And you are on the eighth.
Um… third floor.
-Yeah. -Sweetie, you're on the fourth floor.
I'm fifth. He's sixth, he's seventh.
So, who's on first? Does… someone…
Good morning!
Looks like I'm the last one here.
-Sorry, I tend to be on the slow side. -Hey.
-Do you need a hand? -Oh, gosh, no, I'm good.
I'm used to it. It's okay.
Oh, I'm, uh, I'm staying on the first floor.
-My name is, uh… -Why bother with names?
We'll never see each other again.
I'm 2nd Floor, 'kay?
That works for me. It would be impossible to remember everyone's names.
Sorry, do any of you know where I might happen to find a bathroom here?
-There's no pisser. -Huh?
Hmm. It's plastic.
It's all plastic.
Nothing here is real.
Oh, that's odd.
-Huh? -What…
Really?
-Wow… -What the…
It really is fake.
Imitations that look real.
So does this mean the bathrooms are fake too?
I'm afraid so.
That's a step too far.
It seems they must have removed the existing plumbing.
It looks somewhat functional but isn't.
And the same goes for our uniforms.
They look classy at first, but there's no real substance.
Yeah, they could've at least given us real pockets. Man.
It's so silly. They're just outlines.
Oh, it's the worst. I didn't know where to put my key.
I had no pockets, so I thought maybe…
sticking it in my boxers was the best choice for now.
Yeah, that works.
But, uh, what do we do without toilets?
Yesterday, you know, I figured we'd just be here for a day.
So I bought those waste bags that campers and truckers use.
-Ah… -You just do your business and go.
-I see. -What?
-Yeah. -Where do you put it when you're done?
You leave it in your room?
Well, we can't take anything we buy in our rooms outside,
so I guess so.
So that means we'll just be buying them each day.
Plus, they all cost way more than normal.
Or we might not have to follow that course of action.
There is another way.
"Items to be used outside the room can be purchased in the square
via the intercom in the common area."
"A special rate will still apply."
Rule book, second paragraph, somewhere on the fourth page.
Are you sure we should buy stuff together?
What if it's even more expensive in the square? What's the rate?
I'm not sure.
We know that the rate in our rooms is multiplied by a hundred,
which means the showrunners don't want us to access too many resources.
Anything we buy in our rooms has to stay there, or we'll be penalized.
And there's a big delivery chute here.
Therefore, I'm going to assume they want us to buy things together.
Well, maybe we should buy something, then.
-It'll be like a test. -Do we have to?
I… I'm kind of scared.
There's no place to see our scores down here.
So, what if we pay a ton, but we don't realize it?
That's a good point. How about we all take a vote on it?
It's only fair. What do you think?
Why waste time doing a damn vote? Let's just try it.
Oh…
Marlboro Reds, down to the square.
-A lighter, too. -What the hell?
-The fuck you think you're doing, dude? -What? We were gonna buy shit anyway.
Oh…
Oh! Did you guys see that?
The time just went down. Look up.
As soon as we got the pack,
the scoreboard blinked, and it changed.
How much did it go down?
It… was 30 minutes, now it's 28.
That means in the square, we purchase items with time itself,
not money, like in our rooms.
How much do a pack of Marlboros and lighter--
Five thousand.
Marlboro Reds are 4,500 won, a lighter is 500 won, so 5,000.
Yeah… 5,000 won equals two minutes. A minute's worth 2,500.
Does that mean it's a better idea to buy things together?
Since if we'd have bought that in our rooms, we'd have paid half a million?
-Right. -You think this affected our money too?
The prize money's the same!
-Hey, wait-- -All of my money's still up there!
-When did she go? -When did you run up the stairs?
I ran up when he bought stuff without any sort of plan.
So, I just wanted to make sure.
It's fine, though. I got scared for nothing.
Then, using the shared chute, we can buy everything we need.
And when the time runs out?
We have 35 hours on the clock.
If we blow it all on shopping sprees, it'll go too fast and the show'll be over.
Yeah, that's correct.
We don't know when they'll give us more time, or how it's gonna happen.
But when I look around and see the size of this place, and the prize money…
all the money they poured here…
I doubt they built all this just to kick us out after a day or two.
Rich people hate spending money, though. They're all fucking stingy.
The longer they keep the show running,
the bigger the prize pot will get.
That's true, but…
the uber-rich can make a profit in their sleep.
Their money makes money for 'em.
I mean, I've heard of oil tycoons spending a fortune
just to rake their names into the desert sand.
They're that rich.
They shell out hundreds of billions to visit space like it's nothing.
The amount they're spending on this show could be pocket change.
Shit. My ass is too poor to think that way.
First off, I think we should sit down as a group, and discuss what to buy.
-Only the essentials, okay? -Okay.
We decided to figure out what to buy.
That turned out to be easier said than done.
So, my room's got this really dry air, so maybe we can get some toner and lotion?
A necessity to one person…
I never wear that crap, though.
…just seems silly to someone else.
We should all get some pillows, since we all need them for sleeping.
One person's core essential…
I already bought one.
How could you sleep last night?
We should add pens and paper to the list, since we can all use those.
Hmm? Why? None of us are in school.
…is totally useless to another.
I need to get sanitary pads.
We put our brains together to hash it out.
Eight Homo sapiens, wielding our collective brainpower
honed by millions of years of evolution.
After much debate, we bought eight plastic buckets,
eight rolls of toilet paper, four packs of pads,
four garbage bags, two types each,
and, of course, four packs of cigarettes.
For the good of the smokers.
So then… these are our toilets?
Yeah.
Jeez. All that fuckin' talk just to get a place to shit.
36 MINUTES LATER (AFTER TENDING TO PERSONAL NEEDS)
You guys, when do you think they'll give us some food?
I'm starving to death over here, for real.
Yeah, same here.
I didn't even have dinner last night. I'm so hungry.
They told us they'd provide food and drinks and stuff.
What's taking so long?
What? Why haven't you eaten anything?
They brought me lots of food.
Where was it?
Hmm… The chute thing in my room.
It brought me a whole feast.
There were all these meal kits, and some waters.
So you got multiple meals? Just how many?
12 lunchboxes and 12 water bottles.
Wait, 12 of each? Did you eat 'em all? All 12 meal kits?
Well, each meal was a little bit different,
so I just tried a bite of each one and saved the rest.
And used the water to wash up.
Huh?
Well, I felt grimy after such a long day.
But there was just enough in those bottles to wash up with.
What the hell?
Hey, wait a sec. Hey. They gave you 12 of everything.
That clearly wasn't all meant for one single person to use.
How could you just keep all that for yourself?
Wouldn't you?
Of course not. No.
Come on. Use some common sense.
If they gave me 12 of somethin', I'd know to share it with the others.
Hmm…
That does make sense. I see your point.
Give her a break, 'kay? Uh, she just made a mistake.
It was all delivered to her room, and it was our first day.
She must've thought we all got the same delivery.
8th Floor, if you share what you have left,
that would be the nice thing to do, yeah?
Hmm…
"Hmm?" What are you saying?
Why is she stalling? She's making me anxious.
What's up? So, you're a hog?
You wanna keep it all and stuff your face while the rest of us starve?
-Hmm? -Yeah!
What do you have to be so selfish for? It's not very nice.
Stop playing games with us, Princess.
Oh. It's not like I'm gonna eat it all. I don't want it.
Oh, what now? Why is she takin' that off?
I only eat one meal a day anyway.
I'll keep one. Help yourself to all the rest, okay?
I don't care much for food. But I was thinking about the rules…
Don't we have to keep things in our rooms? We can't bring room stuff out here.
So, I'd share with you all if I could.
How, though?
All right, all right.
-Get dressed now. That's enough of that. -Hmm.
She very well could've thought we all had food.
And now we can share whatever's left, so it's no big deal.
Since we're not allowed to leave our rooms with any items,
and they seem to be giving everything to the 8th floor,
I think they want us to use the chutes to distribute food.
What do you mean?
Look.
See how it's structured?
The chutes in our rooms must all feed into each other.
Wait a sec. There's only eight of us here.
Why'd she get 12?
She's right. I wonder what that means. Why doesn't it match up?
So, that means…
if you each take two meals and water bottles, then I'll get none.
-Since I'm the first floor. -Then how will we make sure it's fair?
What would stop the top four floors from each taking three meals,
leaving the rest of us with nothing down on the bottom floors?
Floor 8 will send things down to 7, who'll send to 6, then 5,
to 4, to me, to 2, and finally to the first floor.
This system creates a hierarchy, separating the top from the bottom.
The lower the floor you're on, the worse off you are.
First, let's go and check
if we can send things down from room to room.
We can figure out how to split things up after that.
8th Floor, if it's not too much trouble,
could you go up and try to send the rest of the food down the chute?
I might as well.
It's not like I have anywhere else to throw it out.
-Hey, one more thing. -Hmm?
Could we come?
Do you mind if we all go up with you
so we can all check out the chute together, to see how it works?
All of you?
Since it's the first day.
I'd like to learn the ropes.
Just for future reference, you know?
-Huh… -I agree.
We wanna trust you, but you gotta admit,
it would be a lot to ask of us to take your word.
Right? This way, we can all see for ourselves
how many meals and bottles there are.
Uh, yeah, but I think, you know,
that maybe we shouldn't barge into her room.
It's not like we're at our home, in our apartments.
We use those rooms as our bathrooms too, and, you know…
I've got nothing to hide.
Let's all go look.
Uh…
If you think about it, they're a scary bunch, right?
-Who? -Whoever designed this place.
We have a rule book of sorts, sure,
but it doesn't explain the show, nor what we're actually doing here.
They omitted all the important details.
It feels scarier not to have any clue of what to expect here.
-Let me. -Don't worry about me.
I don't mind. It's a long way up.
-Thanks for this. -Sure.
3rd Floor, you're so thoughtful.
Oh. She's right.
-This is really kind of you. -Yeah?
And you were spot-on earlier about the cigarette prices.
-How did you know the exact cost? -Uh…
I used to work at a convenience store.
I still remember the prices of most things we sold.
-If you're ever curious, just ask. I can… -Oh.
Okay.
Oh my, let me help you out.
-Sure. -It's okay.
What the hell?
What's up? What is it?
I don't believe it.
Why is your room so huge?
8th Floor, you even have a bathtub in here?
You mean you don't?
I bought the candles this morning. Nice, huh?
Not only was her room massive…
No way…
How much did that just increase?
It went up by hundreds of thousands all in one go.
But how did it…
How come? My God.
I just get 50 grand.
You make that much?
-That means… -Don't you?
I only make ten thousand.
A minute.
So that means each floor pays a higher rate as you go up.
Uh, this is some fucked-up shit. God damn.
Hmm? What?
8th Floor was beyond compare.
Her hourly rate was worth more than any of ours.
She was playing for half a billion a day.
Oh, shit…