What did you say? That doesn't make sense, you bastard.
So for you, "bastard" is a term of endearment, isn't it?
What?
The night duty log.
How could there be no night duty log?
There wasn't.
Bullshit.
They questioned the night duty guys first after the incident.
Corporal Choi said he'd been on night duty three days in a row,
so we requested that day's night duty log,
and they said there was none.
It was filled out every day, and it was always on the wall,
but not that day, they said.
It stinks a lot.
Hey.
Maybe Private Park who died was on night duty that day.
Maybe that's why they won't let you see it.
Right? That's it, right?
That's it, right? That's what it is, isn't it?
NIGHT DUTY LOG
Don't... Don't tell me...
Is this really the night duty log for that day?
Yes, it is.
How... How are you so sure?
Because I sent it.
This log...
I sent it.
Check who's here, and don't let anyone leave!
Take care of it.
You're an accomplice now.
Do it right.
Hello, sir.
MILITARY POLICE
NIGHT DUTY LOG
I'll get rid of it.
-Was it taken care of? -Yes.
You deleted it, right?
I reformatted the hard drive. You don't have to worry.
2015 NIGHT DUTY LOG 2016 NIGHT DUTY LOG
SEPTEMBER 20
DELETE
NIGHT DUTY LOG SEPTEMBER 20, 2016
YES
FORMAT LOCAL DISK
CLICK "CONFIRM" TO FORMAT DISK CLICK "CANCEL" TO CANCEL THE JOB
CONFIRM
FORMATTING IN PROGRESS
PRISON PLAYBOOK
(Episode 9)
A broadcast shared with 50,000 inmates.
I am Min-joo Lee, your host of the Borami Broadcast.
Meal time!
Doesn't your body and heart feel warmer now that it's May?
Meal time!
Did you see the flowers outside the window?
Meal time!
Filled with the fragrance of flowers,
-Meal time! -it's the Queen of the Seasons.
The sky is clear and blue for the first time in a long time.
It makes me want to go away. Is it just me?
I hope all 50,000 inmates and 15,000 corrections officers
have an exciting day today, just like this song.
Dang it.
They look like they'll be a pain in the butt.
PRISON TRANSPORT
CORRECTIONAL RAPID PATROL TEAM
Hey. I hear all of the new guys are going to Wing 1.
You poor thing. You must be stressed out.
Me? Not at all.
I need to get Je-hyeok Kim.
Awesome.
Next on the news.
The priest Jeong-hyeon Mok, who is on day three of his hunger strike,
was transferred to Seobu Penitentiary today.
He was arrested while protesting on the roof
regarding the redevelopment...
Why us?
He should've gone to Bukbu.
He was detained for obstruction of justice.
After hearing that everyone from the protest
had been imprisoned two days ago,
he began his hunger strike.
He had been protesting the layoffs by Seongyong Construction,
Giyeon Electronics' illegal dispatching of employees, and...
Is Father Mok doing well?
He's fine. He's doing fine just like any other inmates.
Goodness.
Isn't there any way to get him to stop his hunger strike?
What if he gets sick while he's here?
If he faints and gets taken to the hospital,
I'm screwed. Totally screwed.
That will not happen.
Father Mok has done protests all his life, so he must have a know-how.
He'll take care of it.
What if the thugs bug him?
One is here for an aggravated rape and one for negligent homicide.
-Should I give them private cells? -Is this a hotel?
And all the private cells are occupied.
Excuse me.
Isn't Father Mok also in Wing 1?
Yes, but he's in a private cell, so he won't run into them.
And the inmates are not that stupid.
They know he's famous, so they'll treat him with respect.
That's right. I mean, who is Father Mok?
He's the living Buddha.
No decent human being would harm a great person like that.
By the way, was Je-hyeok Kim moved to the gardening?
Yeah, I told them to move him.
My poor Je-hyeok is busy enough training for baseball. He can't do labor.
Especially not in the most tiring woodshop.
It was time to rotate labor duties anyway,
so I told them to switch him to the gardening.
Come on, sir. You need to be honest.
It wasn't because it was almost time to rotate.
You did it for the survival of the woodshop.
Ever since Je-hyeok Kim took over as the woodshop chief,
its production rate dropped to below 50%.
It has the lowest earnings among all the labor teams.
Hey, Chief Sim.
A person can't be good at everything.
He can be a little bad.
Goodness.
He isn't just "a little" bad. He is just so bad.
How cute. What is this?
It's a pen holder.
Now, what is this?
It's a pen holder.
For long pens.
I'm sorry.
Goodness.
Ten-minute break.
Goodness.
Then, is there currently no woodshop chief?
There is. We have an interim chief.
Who?
Don't appoint someone strange like last time.
He is a bit strange.
He may be a nag and a pain in the neck,
but he wouldn't steal money
or do something bad behind people's backs.
-Who is it? -Both of you know him.
Please teach me well.
There's nothing to teach.
You just water the plants. They grow on their own.
You should focus more on the baseball training.
Who's going to be the woodshop's new chief?
The poor woodshop. What will they do now?
He'll do well.
Yes, he will. He'll do too well.
I'm just afraid that he will do too well. That's all.
They say the worst boss is diligent and hardworking one.
It's much better to have slightly retarded one like Je-hyeok.
Coffee water!
-Kaist. Hot water's here. -Hot water!
Make me some coffee.
Morning coffee sounds good.
Sweet coffee for our Min-chul.
Sweet coffee for our Dr. Ko.
As for our Je-hyeok Kim,
he gets sweet coffee with a lot of milk.
Sweet coffee with a little milk for our Looney.
Mister.
I want a lot of sugar, please.
Okay.
Hey, what about you?
What do you want to drink?
An Americano.
I'd like an Americano, please.
Je-hyeok Kim. Training.
These are all aggravated assault weapons. You've got crazy connections.
What if I swipe one of these?
Sure, take it.
Yes, sir. I will.
Sure.
Bro. I heard the aggravated rape guy is in our wing.
He's a total asshole.
Be careful. You should stomp on guys like that up front.
Or he'll try to own you.
Should I get my guys on it?
Okay. I'll take care of it on my own.
They're much worse than you think.
Sure.
He was in Cheongsong with me, and he killed a cellmate.
That bastard's specialty is mock suicide.
What's "mock suicide"?
Lieutenant Lee. Attempted suicide. Get over here. Hurry.
I won't budge from here. You don't have to worry.
I have nowhere to go.
Yeah, you should go.
He said it was "attempted," so he should be okay, right?
Of course. It's all just a game.
In penitentiaries, 99% of the suicide attempts are fake.
It's an act.
Why would they do that?
What if they really die?
That's why it's all planned.
Or, they make an easy target commit suicide,
saying they'll save him. If he's unlucky though, he dies.
It has to look real to fool the guards. Most hang themselves.
But if you don't time it right, he ends up dead right there.
They do this because if you save someone trying to commit suicide,
you get a bunch of merit points.
You jump like two levels after one save.
If you're lucky, you may even qualify to go before the parole board.
That bastard really lives up to his nickname.
On his first day here...
That was an act, right?
We got a bunch of scumbags.
It was obvious they planned it.
They conspired together, although they weren't accomplices.
So?
Did you just let them be?
-Yeah. -What?
There's no proof. Chief Park said there was nothing we could do.
We ended up giving him the maximum merit points.
What... What the...
You should've cursed the bastard out.
If it were Lieutenant Paeng, he would've kicked his joints
and rattled off a slew of curses at him.
You look like you always try to act snobbish all by yourself.
What's the point? Do you think swearing scares the inmates?
Plus, in this day and age,
cursing them, calling them "bastards" all the time...
That's so old-fashioned.
Who's old-fashioned? Song. Go in.
Me. That's right.
-He says the way I dress is old-fashioned. -That's right, you bastard.
You really can't dress, you bastard.
You have no sense of style.
Where are you going?
The warden said to make sure to bring Father Mok his meals.
Isn't he on a hunger strike? Is it over? When? I didn't know.
-It wasn't on the news. -No.
He said to ask him at every mealtime, in case he changes his mind.
That's ridiculous. He wouldn't do that.
I'm on my way to do that ridiculous task.
-Later. -Lieutenant Lee.
Are you coming to Chief Park's farewell party?
Next Saturday at 7 p.m. at the Pretty Pig out front.
Sure. I'll see.
Have a nice day.
"Sure. I'll see." He won't come, as usual. Slacker.
He's so not my type.
What about me?
-You're my type. -You too.
Father, you need to eat something.
No thank you.
I'm sorry for troubling you, Officer.
I'm okay, so you don't need to worry about me.
I'm really fine.
Goodness. The priest's voice sounds so strong!
Are you secretly eating in the bathroom?
Someone saw you!
Keep it down, okay? Keep it down.
What?
I can't talk as I please with my own mouth?
Also, why does that guy get a private cell?
Hey.
This is preferential treatment. Don't you know, you jerks?
If you have a complaint, you may file a petition.
Really? I was going to, anyway.
Also, please speak respectfully.
If you talk down to me again,
I'll give you demerits for violating the code of behavior.
I hope you'll oblige. Thank you.
God... That bastard is going to be a pain.
Those types are easier.
Just don't talk down to him, that's all.
He looks like the snobbish type.
Those punks are the easiest.
As long as you keep the rules that he set up,
he doesn't care about anything else.
Hello.
Hello. Have a nice day.
JE-HEE
Wow, look who's calling. Hi, my dear Je-hee.
Did you call because you missed me?
Of course, I can.
I have the afternoon shift next week, so I have plenty of time at night.
How about a date?
Yeah. Okay.
It's cold.
From Sang-min Do To Dr. Ko
Mr. Ko. The Prosecutors' Office is maliciously investigating us,
and making an issue with yet another contract.
Mr. Ko, fight for the company one more time.
Can you say that you were the one in charge of that matter?
What the... What a moron.
Were you stressing out about this?
Seriously...
Measure it carefully. Don't get it wrong again.
PROTECT WARMLY AND LEAD PROPERLY
Come on, Chief Ko. I'll do that.
-I'm good at cleaning. Give me that. -No, no.
Not with your injured hand. You should rest.
Hey, Min-seong.
Don't bother doing anything here with your injured hand.
Go to the warehouse and organize the tools.
-Is that okay, Chief? -Yes, of course.
There are a lot of lost or broken tools, so I wanted to go through them anyway.
Okay. Thank you.
-I'll do my best! -Okay.
Go on.
Look how happy he looks.
But then again, he'll be out on parole in a few days. I can't blame him.
I envy him.
What?
Anyway, it's a waste if you have the wrong measurements.
So, don't get it wrong.
And be careful when you use the tools.
Chief Park.
I'll stay here. You can go in the office.
We need to check on the priest.
Please check on him once, and...
I'm sure he's fine, so go rest in the office
and prepare for your exam.
No, it's comfortable here.
I don't like it in there.
I hate those crooks.
Anyway, do you like Je-hyeok Kim that much?
Yes.
You're always smiling.
Work hard here.
When I look at you, I feel like being a corrections officer suits you.
You'll do well.
I should get going.
These days are almost over for me.
Okay. Work hard.
Good night.
Hello.
Isn't that too far?
He's training to increase speed. If you practice pitching from a distance
about 2 to 3m farther than the pitching mound,
it helps raise the velocity of the pitch.
It's a training method that pro baseball pitchers use off season.
Did you play baseball?
No, I'm an average office worker.
I read it in a book.
Hyeok Son's Pitcher's Textbook.
Hyeok Son's Mental Coaching.
Hyeok Son's Pitching Manual.
-You read them all? -Yes.
I read them five times each.
By the way, would you mind if I asked you something?
You're not Je-hyeok Kim's stalker, are you?
No, I am not.
That's a relief.
Sit still, will you?
Okay.
So, you sit still just like that?
Yeah.
You know, you're really obedient to other people.
Yeah. I was really obedient to Ji-ho too.
I'm the loyal type.
Only to people I trust.
Were you touched?
No.
I think it was about seven years ago.
There was a time when I was touched by something you did.
I'm sure you don't remember.
I'm sure it happens all the time to a superstar.
I know.
Don't act like you remember.
Seriously. Do we really have to eat here?
He wanted to come to a buffet for dinner.
This is a regular spot for Nexen players.
Really?
They come often on off days.
It's a Monday, so who knows?
Maybe we'll see Je-hyeok Kim.
I'm telling you, it's true. What do you take me for?
You and Je-hyeok Kim are really best friends, right?
Yes, we are. It's true.
I think I know about 3,500 people who say they're close to him.
If Je-hyeok Kim is really here, we're going to ask if that's true.
Go ahead. Ask.
No way. He wouldn't be here.
Please, come this way.
Hey, guys. Say hi.
I need to get his autograph.
He's eating. Don't do things like that.
Why aren't you eating?
Hey. What are you doing? Go say hi, you punk.
He's scared stiff.
It's okay. Stop it, you bastards. You'll make Joon-ho cry.
He's looking this way.
Hey, Joon-ho!
Joon-ho.
Je-hyeok.
Hey.
It's been a while.
How long has it been? You never call.
You're too busy.
Not for you.
Guys, this is my friend.
-Hello. -Hello.
He played baseball with me through high school.
Stop it.
He's my very best friend. He's my favorite friend.
Wow.
How's your shoulder?
They're upperclassmen from college. We started a business together.
They're your fans.
I'm a fan. May I get your autograph?
-May I get a picture? -An autograph...
Well, but...
I'm a fan. May I get your autograph?
-May I get a picture? -An autograph...
Well, but...
Just a minute.
What's your name?
-It's Jae-wu Lee. -Okay.
Sure.
Here we go.
One, two, three.
HOUSEMATE
What? What do you want?
Hey, Joon-ho!
-Make it quick. I need to go to my post. -I have a date tonight.
Shit.
Why isn't a single one of them normal?
I know.
Hey. Aren't you working the night shift tonight?
Why are you here so early?
Well... I'll get going, then.
Okay. Get to work.
Is something wrong?
So, that's what it was.
He came to work early to let you leave early.
Did someone cause trouble in the woodshop again?
Goodness. There's never a quiet day in the woodshop.
You can say it's trouble or you can say it's nothing.
I really have no idea
Min-seong. What are you doing?
I wanted to sort the tools by type.
What are those numbers?
Every time someone checks out a tool,
I'll note the tool number
-and inmate number. -My gosh.
Jeez. I only said to organize the tools neatly.
Well,
this may look complicated,
but it's a very efficient system when put into action.
Jigsaw.
Jigsaw. The jigsaw. The jigsaw is...
The jigsaw is... Hold on.
Inmate number 4392.
The jigsaw is number nine.
Jigsaw.
Inmate number 1320. I'll give you a jigsaw.
No, I'm returning it.
Return? Okay, return.
Okay.
A monkey wrench.
Where did I put the monkey wrench? The wrench.
Return.
Where did I put the return? Return...
Return...
What's a return?
Nails.
Number 3280. Return the nails.
No. I need them.
Where did I put the nails?
Which one would you like?
Just give me any of them. Any one. Please, already. Please!
-What number is the hammer? -How would I know?
Where do you plan to use it?
I want to use it to crack your skull open.
Okay, everyone. Why don't we take a break?
It's almost lunch time anyway.
I'm so tired.
He could just dump the system now, but he's so stubborn.
He's so frustrating.
He's working super hard, though.
He's working so hard, that I can't even get mad at him.
That's what you call a wack job.
You shouldn't laugh.
Because he's like that, his nickname is "Dr. Kim."
No, it's "Dr. Ko's Son."
"Dr. Ko's Son."
Your girlfriend isn't here yet?
-Hello. -Hi.
Is it okay to give me so much free stuff, Ms. Je-hee?
I'm pretty high up here.
It's dinner time, but you have no customers.
I guess the market really is bad.
No. TR Communications rented out the entire place.
I used my connections to get you a table.
This entire restaurant?
Right. I heard TR received a 100 billion won investment from China.
They must be rolling in the dough.
God...
You have no idea how jealous I am.
Why?
My brother was part of them when they started that company.
Joon-ho was?
Yes. My brother was a founding member.
Wow...
You know he's smart.
Even with baseball, he watched Je-hyeok do it and copied him.
That's how he started.
He was so good at baseball too.
He was a great batter and a great pitcher. He was good at everything.
Ms. Je-hee, did you know he was number one in the nation?
Hyeon-jong Yang was nowhere near his level.
-I know. -How?
-Did you forget who my brother is? -Oh, right.
Is Je-hyeok Kim doing well?
Yes.
And then?
I know that after the accident, Joon-ho quit baseball and went to college.
That's right. My brother went to college.
He never studied and only played baseball since grade school,
but he made it in after taking just one year off.
-Thank you. -Thank you.
Don't erase it. I'm not done.
I'm still in here!
Thank you!
He's incredible. He's a genius, really.
And even in college,
he started a business with upperclassmen and struggled for a few years.
That was during the venture boom.
He pulled all-nighters for two to three years, and...
You know the subway schedule app?
It won't work.
Let's go for some barbecue.
I need to flush out the cigarette smoke with pork fat.
What about a buffet? There's a good new place nearby.
I have no money. Joon-ho. Pork belly? Yes?
-Sure. Okay. -Let's go.
I'm hungry. Let's go.
Joon-ho, you'd better be ready.
We're going to Mokdong today.
I know. I use that app too.
They developed that and sold it to a corporation for 500 million won?
They sold it for either 500 million or 1 billion won.
They were in the papers and everything. It was huge.
The upperclassmen he worked with took stock options and joined the company,
but my brother took 50 million won in cash and walked away,
saying he never saw anyone take stock and succeed.
He said those things would always go wrong.
-Dang it. -Dang it.
His life is so frivolous. So frivolous.
Those upperclassmen? Nothing went wrong.
They worked at the corporation and formed their own team,
received a huge investment two years ago and formed TR Communications.
Last year, they went public. They're swimming in money!
Shoot.
Damn... That's fucking annoying.
I'm falling for you.
If only we had met sooner.
I like Joon-ho.
When did he study to be a corrections officer?
I hear that's super hard to pass.
Right. It was crazy difficult, but my brother succeeded again.
He's a monster, I tell you.
-How cool. -It is not.
He says he doesn't want to do it anymore, and wants to be a teacher.
Why? That's a good job.
I told you. His life is so frivolous.
But seriously, what do you think about me?
Want to die?
He always says it isn't right for him.
He doesn't like what he's doing at the time.
Crap. It's all crap.
Bad boy. Don't talk about your brother that way.
-Did you just scold me? -Yeah.
You're totally my type.
Bottoms up.
I think I'm getting drunk.
I like Joon-ho.
A broadcast shared with 50,000 inmates.
I am Min-joo Lee, your host of the Borami Broadcast.
How was your day, everyone?
Did a small bit of happiness or a small bit of fortune come your way
like the song playing now, "Bluebird"?
No, nothing came my way.
Perhaps you lost happiness that was next to you without knowing.
What is the standard for happiness?
Someone once said, "If not for what other people think,
your standard for happiness would be much lower than you think."
Everyone, don't base your standard for happiness on other people's opinions.
Then the bluebird of happiness may come to you much more easily than you think.
Father, would you like some milk, at least?
No, thank you. I'm fine.
Thank you.
Before you go to sleep, say "Good night" to everyone.
God, it's so dry. What's wrong with my throat?
Hey. Where are the inmate rights around here?
I can't even take a dump!
Didn't you hear the broadcast to go to sleep?
Get ready for bed.
Damn, that was close. We lucked out.
I know. What luck. We got a total nerd.
What are you doing?
Take it out. One transportation card a day.
Let's settle the tab and sleep.
But I have no money...
You son of a bitch. You talk too much.
The hunger strike by the priest Jeong-hyeon Mok,
who is imprisoned for violation of laws on assembly and protest,
has continued for five days.
Ever since he heard that everyone involved with the protest
regarding the demolitions for the redevelopment
was imprisoned, he began his hunger strike on the 13th.
In response to concerns raised about Father Mok's health
in light of his five-day long hunger strike,
a rep from Seobu Penitentiary stated that Father Mok is perfectly healthy.
My goodness. Father Mok is so naive.
How could you trust them to keep their word
that if you went to jail, they'd let everyone else go?
Although the police ordered they disperse, the priest and other protesters...
TEACHER CERTIFICATION EXAMINATION
One red bean jelly each.
Then the eggs. One pack each.
And bananas.
One each.
What's that?
Put the banana down.
I'll slice your wrist.
I'm kidding. Just kidding. Seriously.
You've got eyes like a hawk. Seriously.
You have so much money from selling cigarettes,
but still pull dirty tricks like this whenever the delivery comes.
Aren't you embarrassed?
I was kidding. What do you mean, "dirty tricks"?
Looney?
It's not nice to whisper.
What did that bastard say?
I don't know.
I'll bite your right wrist while you're sleeping.
-Seriously. -Oh, God...
What, are you all saints now?
What did that bastard say?
"Bro. That bastard is a total dirtbag.
He's such a prick. A big fat prick."
Looney misses my knee, doesn't he?
Let go. Let go of me.
-Let go. -Let go of that bastard.
Let go. Let go, you bastard.
-What, you bastard? -Hey. Let go.
-Let go of me! -Let the bastard go. I don't feel pain.
I'll teach you pain.
-Teach me. -I'll teach you what pain is.
-Put your knee down. -Let go.
Let go of me!
-It's my company card. -Really?
I'm kidding.
Have a good night.
Thank you, my dear sister-in-law.
Sister-in-law? She's your sister-in-law?
Yeah, she's my brother's girlfriend.
Please take good care of my brother-in-law.
It's really nice to meet you.
-Your car's here. -Okay.
-I'll wait outside. -Okay.
-Good night. -Good night.
Anyway, please comfort my brother when you see him.
He acts nonchalant, but I know it's killing him inside.
He acts like he's fine in front of others.
Anyway, please console him, okay?
Okay. Don't worry. I'm going to see him next week.
TR Communications Receives 100 Billion Won Investment
Hi, Joon-ho.
Aren't you tired?
Why do you look so pretty?
You look like a celebrity.
You always say the sweetest things.
I mean it. You're always pretty.
How's my brother?
He's doing well. Don't worry.
I took some pictures secretly on my phone to show you.
Hey, hey. You're like a broken faucet. He's doing well.
He's on his way to make 100 friends in there.
This is why I can't show it to your mother.
I'm going to the restroom.
Je-hee. The coffee's yours. I ordered it for you.
How does he know I drink lattes?
INTERNET
"TR"?
TR Communications Receives 100 Billion Won Investment
You asked for a latte last time at home.
How do you remember that?
Je-hee, I remember everything about you.
Stop that.
Did you hear from Joon-dol?
-Joon-dol? -Yeah.
We decided to be friends.
Well, I'm the only one speaking casually to him.
He's pretty cute.
You and your brother make friends so easily.
-My brother does not. -No.
Your brother is incredible.
Joon-ho, Joon-dol said
you were a founding member
of TR Communications.
He said that you got paid 50 million won and left before it got big.
Yeah, that's right.
That's why I'm very depressed lately.
I'm very jealous too.
I feel like I've wasted my life.
That's how I feel.
Je-hee, let's forget the movie.
How about some soju?
I'm in.
Put a newspaper down or something. You're so disgusting.
I put paper down.
I did.
Two of you come out and mop the hall.
The floor is as dirty as Kaist.
I'll do it.
Me too.
They say...
that life is full of regrets.
I know it too.
I regret something dozens of times a day.
I should've continued the business
with those upperclassmen.
I should've continued baseball
like Je-hyeok did back then.
I regret them in my sleep too.
I have...
no patience.
Right?
Is it because the future unnerves me?
Everything I do
always makes me nervous. I never enjoy it.
It's like...
I feel like
I should prepare for the next thing.
I'm such a coward.
I'm such a wimp.
It isn't because you're a coward,
but because you have many talents.
It's because you're smart.
My brother's stupid, so he can't do anything but baseball,
but you're multitalented and skilled in many things. That's why.
It's because you have a lot,
so you can envy those upperclassmen, and you can envy my brother,
but don't regret your life.
Don't be so hard on yourself.
Plus, who finds joy in their job?
You should find joy in life elsewhere.
For example,
in relationships? Things like that.
This is so embarrassing.
Clean it properly.
Wipe there again.
Lieutenant Paeng.
I'd like some fresh air.
May we go on the balcony?
Are you nuts? Do you think this is a hotel?
That's right. You don't smoke.
Goodness...
You are so frustrating.
How could you stress out over something like that?
I've met many idiots in my day,
but I've never met a stupid moron like you before.
I mean, it's not like prison is your home.
What kind of an asshole asks you...
to do something like that and extend your term?
But then again, there's a moron stressing out over something like that too.
It's because you're like that,
that they ask you to do crap like that. Right? Dang it.
I'm not that stupid.
Do you think I'd really consider it?
What do you take me for?
Then, why have you been looking like the world came to an end?
Because I'm so pathetic.
"How little must they think of me to send me a letter like that?
How stupid do they think I am,
that they mistreat me like that?
Why did I agree to the deal?
It's not like I did it.
It was the managing director Mr. Ji and the general manager Mr. Do.
Why did I take the fall for it all?"
I wasn't stressing out about it.
Min-chul.
I...
I regret it.
I wonder...
why I lived this way.
I regret it, that's why.
Damn... That's unbelievable.
Then, will Dr. Ko's sentence get extended?
Not a chance. He won't do it.
Right? He isn't stupid.
I thought he was going to.
Of course not. It makes no sense to take the fall for that.
All done? Okay, let's go to sleep. Let's sleep.
What? What's the problem?
It's too unfair.
Right?
It makes me too angry to end it just by saying,
"No, I won't do it."
There's nothing we can do.
We have to at least throw a rock.
He can't request a retrial.
He perjured himself, so his sentence may be extended.
Then, something else.
It may be better not to use the law when dealing with dirtbags.
Like what?
Those bastards are total dirtbags. What can we do?
Ask a pharmacist about drugs. Ask a dirtbag about dirtbags.
I'm a dirtbag?
-Yeah. -Yes.
Wow.
What would you do?
I'd know what to do. I wouldn't stress out over this.
How? How would you get revenge?
Why take revenge? I wouldn't take revenge.
Then?
Tell us already.
Money.
I'd extort money from them. Money is the best.
I would get something on that general manager bastard
and threaten him and get money out of him.
You said he's rich. He has a house in Gangnam and goes golfing.
What else is there? Does he gamble or anything?
He doesn't gamble. He rarely drinks or smokes.
He comes from a good family.
They're all doctors, judges, and executives at large corporations.
His daughter is smart, and works for the government
at the Office of Planning and Coordination.
His son is the top of his class at an international high school.
He succeeded.
Succeeded, my ass. He ruined someone else's life.
We have the answer now.
Tell him to come visit, and secretly record the conversation.
Say you'll send the recording to the daughter's job. Office of Prepping?
-Planning. -Yes, planning.
Say you'll send it there. Save it to a UBS drive.
It's USB.
Yes, say you'll put it on USB drives and send them
to the Office of Planning and to his company.
Threatening his daughter is the best way. You can get a billion won easy.
Still, the family is a bit...
That's a bit...
Messing with his daughter...
Drop the bullshit.
You're criminals in jail. Don't act like you're moral.
And we won't really send it. We're just threatening him.
We're threatening him to get money from him.
I'll do it.
Even if I get only 10,000 won,
I'll at least throw a rock.
How will you record him?
Even if you buy it from the store,
you can't bring it into the visitation room.
The prison records the visits.
It gets recorded anyway, so no need to worry about that.
We just need the guard
who will cooperate.
Who would do that for us?
Oh, God.
You'll do it, right?
No! Do you think I'm your fool?
The recording's been taken care of.
Dr. Ko. How will you live?
They'll stop paying your salary.
Dr. Ko.
Your daughter is turning five, right?
You'll need a lot of money to raise her.
It's fine.
I won't raise
my daughter with dirty money.
We'll withdraw our security deposit and emigrate.
I do not want
to live in this country anymore.
I said to go to the bathroom!
Je-hyeok, stop.
Bro. Split them up.
You need to split them up. Why won't you do it?
They aren't accomplices, but they've already become accomplices.
Split them up.
Stay out of it. I'll handle it.
Since one got merit points, another one will try soon too.
They'll cause big trouble soon. You need to be careful.
You should treat assholes like assholes.
At least give them a proper warning.
Hey!
Je-hyeok, what's wrong? What is it?
He's fine, right?
Of course, he's fine.
But he keeps sleeping.
Even if it was just an appendectomy, he had general anesthesia.
Many patients are sleepy while recovering. He's fine.
-He even passed gas already. -Yes.
He can leave in three to four days, if lucky.
Thank you, doctor.
I farted, but they said I still can't eat that.
Shut it. This is for me. I haven't eaten all day.
When you get discharged...
No, when you get released, live with me just for one year, okay?
I'll make you do everything. I'll make you cook and clean,
and you have to sleep next to me too, got it?
What is it?
Joon-ho.
I have a favor to ask.
What is it?
I left my car.
-Where? -At the courthouse.
When?
It was when I was sentenced, so...
January 4th?
Sorry.
-Where's the car key? -I don't know.
I don't know, but you do.
PERSONAL EFFECTS JE-HYEOK KIM'S CAR KEY
Look at this.
He said they broke up, but he was wearing his ring.
WESTERN DISTRICT COURT
This is a garbage car. This isn't meant for people.
He goes crazy about shortribs.
This idiot.
I know.
Yes, Mother. He says it's still in the garage.
But I'm out of town for work right now.
I'd get it right away if I were in Seoul.
What should I do?
We can ask Ji-ho to get it. We have nothing to worry about.
I guess so.
Joon-ho said the parking stub is under the sun visor.
OCTOBER 2015
-Thank you. -Thank you.
Good luck on your game tomorrow.
I'm really sorry, but could we take a picture with you?
Yes, of course.
One, two, three.
-Who is she? -My girlfriend.
-Thank you. -Thank you.
I want a picture too.
We don't have any pictures together.
Oh.
Grade school graduation,
junior high graduation, high school graduation...
No, after we started dating.
We didn't take any pictures together since we started dating.
Oh.
-Are you nuts? People will see. -Okay.
Okay.
One, two, three.
What?
-Let's take one more. Calm down. -You calm down.
Okay.
One, two, three.
One more.
-It's Je-hyeok Kim! -Je-hyeok!
-Je-hyeok!
Hi, Ji-ho.
On the bus. We're heading to the hotel.
You're still up?
What?
Do what?
Sing. Sing for me.
Now?
Yeah. If you sing for me now, I'll grant you one of your wishes.
My hot lips
Want to touch your soft lips
So that my love
Can reach your heart
If you still don't know
How I feel about you
I'll love you more than anyone
In this world
I'll love you forever
I'll love you as much as I do right now
I'll love you more than anyone
In this world
I was about to go down.
SEOBU PENITENTIARY
Father.
-Will you be okay? -Of course. I'm fine.
You can do your work.
I'm stronger than I look.
You're such a coward. You won't die.
Hey.
This is just a show. It's okay.
Come here. Give me that.
Hang in there for just five seconds, okay?
Okay. Just wait five seconds, and this bastard will come and save you.
Do it.
I really can't do it. Please, let me live.
-Please, let me live. -We didn't do anything.
This is just an act. Like a play.
Okay, here we go.
One, two,
three!
It looks so real. Look at that.
What the hell?
You son of a bitch.
This isn't the same chair. It's 450 here, and 460 here. There's a 10cm difference.
Many people confuse them.
Dr. Ko. You have a visitor.
Shit.
Where's Chief Sim? Why is Lieutenant Paeng taking you?
Excuse me.
Hey. It's been a while since your brother came.
I'm a level-4.
That's right.
You can have only one visitor a week.
Your brother is incredible.
That means he hasn't missed a single one. He came very week.
God...
He's a five-star brother. Be good to him, you bastard.
Why do you look like that?
Is something wrong?
I'm fine.
I'm adjusting well. I'm...
I'm really fine.
So, don't worry about me anymore,
and...
focus on your job.
I...
Gosh.
I don't know how to face your wife and kids.
Okay?
Is something wrong?
Jung-woo.
There is...
a witness.
Someone saw
Sergeant Oh kill Private Park...
that night.
Those sons of bitches...
I wasn't sure if I understood what you meant in the letter,
so please explain it to me clearly.
I asked the guard for a favor, so that we can talk freely.
They aren't recording our conversation, so don't worry.
CORRECTIONAL CENTER
Shit. Seriously...
The Prosecutors' Office keeps coming at us.
Mr. Ji is in a tight spot.
If you say you did this too,
we'll triple, no, quadruple your salary,
and the company will pay for So-ra to study abroad.
Mr. Ji promised.
And if you agree today,
he'll transfer 100 million won to your wife's account
by the end of the day.
You're a big person, aren't you?
Please,
do this for the company again.
I wasn't in the finance department in 2012.
I didn't sign them either.
We can fake that easily.
We'll just put your name as the signatory, and recreate the documents.
And this time,
it doesn't matter which department was in charge.
You'll do it, right?
You'll do it, right, Mr. Ko?
No, I will not.
You clean up your own shit this time.
Also, this conversation has been recorded,
so if you don't deposit what you promised,
three, no, four times my salary,
and the money for So-ra to study abroad by the end of the week,
I'll put this in USB drives and send one to your daughter's company,
and one to you
by COD.
Are you insane?
No, I'm perfectly sane.
I'm finally sane.
Mr. Do.
You try having your life go to hell, you son of a bitch!
What do you mean, someone saw?
Who saw?
How are you so sure?
Because I sent it.
This log...
I sent it.
Does that mean
Private Park
was well enough to be
on night duty that night?
-Yes. -I see.
Did Sergeant Oh...
kill Private Park?
Yes.
I'm sorry.
How do you know?
How do you know
that Sergeant Oh...
killed Private Park?
I saw it.
The entire squad saw Sergeant Oh...
kill Private Park.
You sons of bitches!
I'm sorry...
You belong in an insane asylum, not in the military.
Go to a mental hospital, you loser.
Got it? Do you get it, you bastard?
Jun-yeong.
Wake up, Jun-yeong. Jun-yeong.
Hey, get up.
Get up, you bastard.
Jun-yeong.
He won't die.
People don't die from this much.
Sergeant Oh.
Jun-yeong isn't breathing.
Jun-yeong.
Dress him.
-Pardon? -Didn't you hear me?
Dress him and put him in the room.
Yes, sir.
CABBAGE KIMCHI
You didn't eat dinner?
Thank you. I had too much work.
I got the tool numbers confused,
so I wanted to organize them first. I got Chief Sim's permission.
Gosh.
Well, that's...
I'm sorry.
I wanted to be of a little help before I left.
I'm sorry.
Look, Min-seong.
-Yes? -Don't do it.
Don't organize them like that.
You don't organize tools by type.
You should organize them by frequency.
That way, it's easier to find the tools all at once.
Nippers, pincers, and pliers are used the most,
so put them on top,
and put a red label on them.
And for the labels, use red for items that are used most often,
then blue for the next batch.
Put up a status board next to you.
That'll cut back on the time.
The same for hand planes.
You should put these little ones to the side.
Only the big ones...
-Those are used the most. -I see.
And there used to be a container for nails before, but it broke.
If you put labels on this and...
USE WATER SPARINGLY
Father, wait right here. I'll get more blankets.
Okay.
You still look fine.
You really must eat in secret.
Hey, Lee.
I need to talk to the priest here.
I can go closer to him, right?
You son of a bitch. Have you lost your mind?
You motherfucker! How dare you taunt him about his bad leg?
If I see you shithead anywhere near Father again,
I'll kill you, you fucking shit.
OPEN REFORM, EMPATHETIC REFORM
Is Chief Park really quitting because he doesn't want to work here?
Why is he working on his last day here?
Chief Park just arrived at Pretty Pig. He made everyone wait.
Oh, no. I'm late too. I should hurry.
Whom are you talking to? Are you Satorare or something?
What's Satorare?
I'm really late. Oh, no. Should I run?
Are you going somewhere nice? A date?
Where else?
I'm going to Pretty Pig.
Oh, no. We're really late. We should run.
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What did the lawyer say? He said I have a good chance, right?
Lieutenant Paeng said Captain Yoo wasn't the killer.
His brother is working hard on applying
for a retrial at the moment.
You said he promised to testify, right?
Perjury isn't a minor crime.
When he said he witnessed the murder,
I wanted to kill him.
Lieutenant Paeng! Help me!
Let me out for one day!
You frustrating bastard.
What did you just say?
Are you my mom? Why are you telling me what to do?
And why do you keep talking down to me?
Keep it down, you selfish bastards!
Hey. Lieutenant Paeng. Big news!
What?
Quiet.
What's wrong?
Seoul National University graduate and an ex-CIA agent.
Kaist doesn't compare at all.
I want to be alone.
Everyone, out!
What is making you hesitate before making a new start?
A new start is exciting for anyone.
You're making me dizzy. Please sit down.
-Congratulations. -Thanks.
-Hey! -Je-hyeok!
-How could this be? -Je-hyeok!
-I...
-How did this... -Je-hyeok!
You'll get someone today.
He'll be here soon.
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