JANET leaves with the garbage bag. Bell.

APPA: You pay rent? You pay for food? ( APPA follows JANET.) What you talking? Take picture. Take picture! What’s that?! Waste!!!

JANET returns with the garbage bag. Bell.

JANET: For my whole life, I’ve worked at least four hours a day covering for you guys, and I’ve never asked you for anything in return. I’ve never complained about it and never bitched about not getting paid. I’ve been here for you for my whole life, Appa. When Jung left, I was here. When Umma was sick, I was here. What would be nice is a simple thank-you. A little appreciation, that’s all I need. To hear you say “thank you.” Just once. (APPA remains silent. JANET drops the garbage bag.) Okay, fine. (She goes behind the counter, takes out the printing calculator, and punches in the numbers.) Four hours a day, six days a week, fifty-two weeks a year, for the past twenty years, eight dollars an hour — subtract room and board . . . You owe me a grand total of $102,720! Give me my money, Appa!

Beat.

APPA: Piano lesson. Piano lesson. $20 every lesson. Once a week. Every week. Five years. I pay.

JANET tallies it up.

APPA: Golf lesson. $500. I invest in you.

JANET tallies it up.

APPA: Summer art camp. Material fee. $200. Every year.

JANET tallies it up.

APPA: Winter church camp. $100. Blue Mountain ski pass —

JANET: Wait.

APPA: Blue Mountain ski pass. $50. Grade 8 semi-formal dress —

JANET: Wait.

APPA: Prom dress —

JANET: Wait!

APPA: Diet program. Dating program. Orthodontist. (JANET stops tallying the numbers.) Computer. Camera. Hand phone. Tuition fee. Trip to Korea. TTC Metropass. Weight-losing program. Internet. Shoes. Clothes. Haircut. Everything you have Appa give to you. All Appa having, Appa invest to you and what you doing? Waste time. Waste money. Waste hope. What I still owe to you? Tell to me, Janet. I give to you my whole life, what fucking I still owe to you!?

Beat.

JANET: My Day-timer.

APPA hurls the Day-timer at the front door.

APPA: Ahhhhhh!

JANET slowly gets the Day-timer and walks out. Bell.

Beat. Bell. UMMA returns.

UMMA: 아이고, 내 정신 좀 봐. 맨날 이래, 맨날. [Oh my goodness, look at me, always forgetting things, always.] (UMMA takes an envelope from underneath the tray in the cash register. Beat.) 왜 그래요? 뭔일 있어요? [What’s wrong? What is it?]

APPA: 아니야. [Never mind.]

UMMA: 여보? 여보? [Honey? Honey?]

APPA exits to the back.

15. Hi Jung

UMMA sees the garbage bag and puts it in the closet. UMMA begins to sing as she gets her things together to leave.

UMMA: 천사의 말을 하는 사람도
사랑 없으면 소용이 없고

[If I speak in the language of heaven,
but speak it without love, it means nothing.]

JUNG enters with a knapsack on. He sings in harmony with UMMA.

UMMA &

JUNG: 심오한 진리 깨달은 자도
울리는 징과 같네

[If I understand all mysteries,
but understand them without love,
it means nothing.]