- Yang Sun-young: Did you invite him, by any chance?
- Song Mi-na: What do you mean? Who?
- Yang Sun-young: Cha Dong-woo. He just arrived at the airport. He's here to see Yoo-jin's concert.
- Song Mi-na: Yoo-jin's father? How... It wasn't me. I know your relationship with him. I wouldn't have invited him. The chairwoman invites him every time, but THIS time? Nothing will happen. He'll just watch the concert.
- Yang Sun-young: It's because of him that Yoo-jin has a fear of flying. That perfectionist! What do you think he did to a little kid with his meticulous personality?
- Lee Yoon-hoo: When did you start playing the piano? Probably as soon as you opened your eyes. Same for me. I've always been with my cello since I can remember. I played it since I was three years old. It's been twenty years. If I get surgery on the nerve, the probability of playing the cello again is almost zero. Even if I do, how long would it take for me to play like this again? Today's performance... is about sending off my friend of twenty years. It's a requiem that I'm offering for that friend.
- Cha Dong-woo: When you're performing at a place like this, where do you get the audacity to send me an invitation?
- Cha Yoo-jin: I didn't know that an invitation had been sent to you. I will make sure it never happens again.
- Cha Dong-woo: The order is wrong. First, you should say, "I'll never perform at a place like this again." Have you still not gotten over it yet? For a man who should be studying abroad and be on a global stage, why are you wasting your time in an orchestra like this?
- Cha Yoo-jin: I'm learning and enjoying. It's not a waste of time...
- Cha Dong-woo: That is wasting time, and the result of that is... this small green room.
- [Yoo-jin clenches a fist]
- Cha Dong-woo: [noticing] How are you such a weakling? You're still the same. I should've ignored your mother's words and forced you into a hospital.
- Cha Yoo-jin: Did you come... to check on my condition?
- Cha Dong-woo: I stopped by on my way to Japan. It's not a concert that I will regret seeing, right?
- Cha Yoo-jin: It's been a long time since I've seen you, but you're still the same.
- Cha Dong-woo: Of course, because you still haven't made any progress.
- Seol Nae-il: When I'm nervous, holding your hand puts me at ease. That's how it's supposed to be: body temperature puts people at ease. My hands are your medicine today.
- Yoo-jin's Uncle: You're off from school today, right?
- Cha Yoo-jin: Yes, it's the weekend.
- Yoo-jin's Uncle: Then take that girl home.
- Cha Yoo-jin: Who?
- Yoo-jin's Uncle: The one who wants to share a toothbrush with you.