(Episode 3)
There.
Hurry.
- Hurry. - Okay.
- Hurry. - Doctor!
Put him there.
- Put him right there. - My goodness.
All right. Slowly.
Hey, he's barely breathing. He's completely out of it.
Careful. That's good. That's good.
He clearly has hypothermia.
Go and heat up an IV bag.
Bring some electric blankets, too.
Go.
My gosh. He'll need a transfusion too.
Where is it?
Let's see.
Scissors.
My gosh. This is becoming a bigger job.
Okay. Gauze.
Nice.
- Congratulations. - Congratulations.
You're embarrassing me.
Thanks.
(Manager of Photography Han Seok Joo)
I'm so proud of you, Han Seok Joo!
The higher-ups are just flipping out right now.
We're number one...
in readership, credibility, everything.
You're the best.
It's all thanks to your photo.
Not at all.
Anyway, thank you.
For what?
- This desk. - That desk?
Don't. Don't you even dare say that.
It's all thanks to your skills.
It's also thanks to the ethics of a stellar journalist.
Anyway, the president wants to have dinner with you.
Clear your calendar.
He does?
Did you really publish that story because you wanted...
to survive here alone?
No, right? You're not like that.
Hey, hey, hey. Get rid of her.
- What's her problem? - Stop that.
Don't get on the higher-ups' bad side.
You won't survive out there.
Let's go.
- Sorry, sir. - Let go.
Seok Joo. Say something!
- Why you... - No, right?
- Get out. Get out. - You didn't, right?
- Get out. - You didn't, right?
Get out.
Gosh.
The actress Oh Chae Rin, believed to be the victim...
of Dr. Kim Hyung Seo's sexual assault,
is holding a press conference at Mayflower Hotel.
We will turn the cameras to the press conference...
Cut.
He was lucky.
Thank goodness his artery wasn't cut.
What do you mean?
His best luck was getting caught in my net.
He would've died otherwise.
- You're right. - That's not true.
His best luck was that our ER wasn't closed yet.
- That's right. - Yes.
This man is super lucky.
I guess.
All done.
Whether he lives or dies is up to him now.
Sure.
(Big Issue)
Just a minute.
Excuse me. How may I help...
Is Soo Hyun here?
Soo Hyun?
Our editor-in-chief?
She isn't in yet...
(Government Identification Card)
Ms. Kim. I found his ID.
(Ji Soo Hyun, Editor-in-chief)
I'm sorry. I came too early.
I came straight from the airport, so...
Not at all.
Why don't you wait in her office?
No.
We may be friends, but that would be rude.
Why?
Am I making you uncomfortable?
No, not at all.
I'm a fan.
Do you really know who I am?
Of course, I do.
I was a big fan when I was young...
I'm sorry, sir.
Not at all. I'm honored.
Sunday Syndicate.
Hello. So...
someone that seems to be...
close to Ji Soo Hyun from your company...
is at our hospital.
But he's unconscious.
He's fighting for his life.
So his guardian should come and confirm it's him,
and pay the hospital bill,
and stuff like that. That's right.
Someone close to our editor-in-chief?
He's fighting for his life?
Who?
Well, so... His name is...
- Han Seok Joo. - Han Seok Joo.
(Han Seok Joo)
(No items match your search)
That's odd.
That person isn't on the list of people she takes calls from.
What? What does she do,
that she only takes calls from a set list of people?
Our editor-in-chief...
That's none of your business.
So... What I'm saying is,
I'm not saying your editor-in-chief and this patient...
are necessarily that close.
So... They may be close,
or he may know someone who is close to her.
- That's what I'm saying. - What?
Wait. So that person isn't close to her,
but may know someone who may be close to her?
That's right. That's what I'm saying.
Where are you calling from?
We're in Jeongseon.
Jeongseon?
But what is that patient's relationship to our editor-in-chief?
Business card.
So, I found your editor-in-chief's business card in this man's wallet.
- So? - What do you mean, "So?"
If they exchanged business cards,
they must know each other.
Look. People who meet for the first time exchange business cards.
And there must be many people who have her business card.
That business card...
is the only means to find anyone he knows.
And his insurance expired,
so this is troublesome for us.
I see. He had no insurance either.
I'm an intern here, so I don't know things like that.
I'll relay the message when she comes in.
Where are you calling from again?
This is Hyesung Hospital in Jeongseon in Gangwon-do.
The number is...
Jeongseon.
Hyesung Hospital.
Name is Han Seok Joo.
- Han Seok Joo. - I'll tell her.
- Move quickly. - Okay.
(Handsome Man)
(Jeongseon. Hyesung Hospital. Move quickly.)
Jeongseon? Hyesung Hospital?
Turn around.
What's the first...
solo song I sang?
That's a piece of cake.
"Don't Believe Him" in the second album.
Not bad.
Fine,
this question will prove if you're my true fan or not.
Listen carefully.
What should we do?
The surveillance footage on the train will be a problem.
And if we delay reporting the missing person's report,
that will put us in a tight spot later.
Ms. Ji, you must tell me who he is to me now.
Him?
He became a notorious reporter...
thanks to me.
Wait a minute. Why is she there?
We will hold Ms. Oh Chae Rin's press conference regarding...
the incident that occurred at Dr. Kim Hyung Seo's Chaeum Clinic.
And we would like to make one request.
Right now, as Ms. Oh Chae Rin is feeling very weak,
we will not accept any questions during the press conference.
And if you have any questions,
please submit your questions to me in written form.
I will select questions and pass them onto Ms. Oh.
No way.
Due to...
the aftereffect of the car accident I had a few years ago,
I have been suffering from...
CRPS, Complex Regional Pain Syndrome,
which caused me unimaginable pain.
There were no ways to treat it.
The pain never stopped.
Unless you experienced it yourself,
you wouldn't be able to understand...
the pure terror of the pain.
And during my suffering,
I was fortunate enough to meet Dr. Kim Hyung Se, my savior.
And he treated me.
Risking his medical license,
he mixed Propofol and Codeine moderately...
and injected me the shot of the two.
Like a miracle,
he helped me break free of my pain...
and set up a way for me...
to live a brand new life.
He is...
the person I rely on the most in this world.
And...
he is...
the person I have the utmost respect.
Now, you can probably guess where I am going with this.
Dr. Kim Hyung Se and I...
are lovers.
That day,
I headed over to his clinic...
for my regular treatment and to meet the man I love.
I visited him in the clinic...
late at night in order not to raise any suspicions from the public.
The reporter from Nara News...
took photos of our private life illegally.
And the place where our photos were taken...
was a private space...
for Dr. Kim and my privacy.
The reporter from Nara News...
illegally trespassed on our private space...
and took photos...
of us without permission.
We...
feel wronged.
And he is soft-hearted to begin with.
Dr. Kim is out there and probably worried about the incident.
I truly pity him.
Nara News must be in a ruckus.
To tell you the truth, everyone around me...
stopped me from having this press conference...
just because I'm an actress.
However,
I couldn't just watch...
the man I love running away...
after being framed as a depraved doctor.
Even if it means it's the end of...
my career as an actress,
I...
will protect him.
Dear reporters.
Dear people of Korea.
We are...
wronged.
Please help us.
Dr. Kim.
Please come back.
- What? - What's going on?
What is it?
Chae Rin. Chae Rin!
Chae Rin! Wake up!
Move!
Out of my way! Move!
Make way now! Chae Rin!
Moments ago, Dr. Kim Hyung Se was found dead...
near a mountain in Namyangju.
The police commented that it may be a suicide...
due to discovering his body hanging from a tree.
The police announced that they will officially...
confirm the cause of death after performing an autopsy.
Let me repeat.
Dr. Kim Hyung Se, the owner of Chaeum Clinic,
was found dead and is suspected of having committed suicide.
After Nara News released provocative photos which caused the public...
to misunderstand the act as a sexual assault,
he has been suffering emotional distress.
However, the victim in the photo, Actress Oh Chae Rin,
repudiated the misconception of the public's opinion of...
the photos in a press conference.
The incident has taken a new turn.
Our deepest condolences.
Tokyo Dome in 2006.
Amazing!
You win. Okay.
I hereby acknowledge you as my true fan.
You may call me by my name.
Thank you.
Sure, my friend.
By the way, I have a favor to ask you.
Yes, please say the word.
These flowers.
Can you put these in a vase with water and give them to her?
These will all wither away soon.
I'm sorry. Give them to me.
I should've done that first.
Don't apologize. I'm sorry for coming too early.
Should I call Ms. Ji?
No. No, no.
That's a surprise.
Right!
You took a very long nap.
Drink this, and wake up.
Stop it.
I...
had a dream.
What was it about?
Me, becoming a homeless man.
What? Gosh.
Because I didn't listen to you,
I was completely ruined...
and went to prison too.
Then I became a homeless man.
There was a message even in that awful dream.
"I should listen to my wife."
You're right.
And at the end,
to find you and Se Eun,
I jumped off a moving train.
And then?
Did you find us?
I'm not sure.
I probably did.
Don't look for us.
What?
Don't look for us.
You're alive.
How much farther?
It says 15 minutes. We'll be there in 15.
Casino?
Did you lose everything there and jump? To kill yourself?
No.
Don't give me that.
You're clearly an alcoholic and you have hand tremors.
I am an alcoholic,
and I did lose everything,
but I didn't jump in order to die.
That was the first gamble I ever took.
Your luck hasn't run out, seeing as you survived.
Gosh. It's evident you can't pay for your treatment,
so once you're better, fill out some paperwork.
Let me at least get reimbursed from the government for the IV.
I'm sorry.
The company...
will pay...
The company? Which?
That Sunday whatchamacallit?
- Sorry? - My goodness.
Those heartless jerks.
I already called them. I gave them your name, too.
But they ignored you and haven't called back.
My gosh, those heartless jerks.
That's right.
- Are you serious? - Yes, totally.
I mean...
Who let him in?
- I did. - Fire her.
- Yes, ma'am. - What?
Ma'am.
You're so mean.
- Let's go to the conference room. - Shall we?
Sorry.
What?
You're cheating.
Why did you come so early?
I hear the early bird catches the worm.
- Worm. - Plus,
since when did Sunday Syndicate care about cheating?
Sunday Syndicate...
survives by cheating, doesn't it?
My gosh.
You're coming on strong.
Until you see the picture... Okay.
Show us the photo.
It's coming.
Yes. Let's say he knows I don't have the photo.
But where does he get his confidence?
What is it? What worm did you catch?
He found out something while he was here.
Find out what.
(He found out something while he was here. Find out what.)
You.
Come with me.
Speed it up.
Pass him!
Like I don't want to?
Hey.
Let's live first.
Think very carefully.
Something clearly happened after that jerk came.
I'm telling the truth.
He said he was Ms. Ji's friend,
and that he just returned to Korea and wanted to surprise her.
I didn't let him go into her office.
And I just organized my desk...
Not what you did.
Think about what he did.
What would my sweetie... I mean, what would he have done?
I was watching and guarding him.
Stop crying, and focus.
He was quizzing me, and I answered them.
Then I put some water in the vase.
I mean it.
I really didn't do anything.
Letting him in was a huge deal, you stupid idiot.
That's why we have a list of people allowed in,
and a list of callers whose calls we take.
List?
List.
Someone else mentioned that this morning.
That's right. The call.
I'm sure I left it here.
(The note disappeared.)
You got rid of my note?
If you're frustrated,
you can report me for stealing a sheet from your notepad.
(Call the phone company.)
Or call the phone company and ask for your call record.
(Episode 4 will air shortly.)
Why are you doing this?
This isn't your first rodeo.
We're asking for the call record of our own office.
Why must we ask the police?
Just tell us who called us this morning.
He seems to have bribed the telephone company.
(He seems to have bribed the telephone company.)
You should give it up this time.
Okay?
You're anxious.
He's stalling.
(Hyesung Hospital)
Thank you for your service. Hello.
There is a patient named Han Seok Joo here, right?
Yes, please fill this out first.
Are you sure you're his guardian?
Sure. I'm just one of his acquaintances.
If you're not his guardian, please leave. You can't see him.
I am his guardian. I'll fill it out.
Han Seok Joo.
Then are you all from Sunday Syndicate?
Sure, we are.
When I called you earlier, you pretended not to know him.
You sure came here early.
Of course, we should.
From outside, the hospital looked pretty big,
but it's pretty empty inside.
Gosh.
We're an appointed hospital. And we only have the ER.
In a month,
even this hospital will close down.
I see.
The medical bill for emergency procedures is 2,717 dollars.
Pardon? Why is that so expensive?
Listen. He doesn't have medical insurance.
You didn't know that? I thought you all worked at the same company.
Darn it.
Gosh. I don't have cash right now.
Then let me go and see him first.
We accept cards too.
Six months, please.
Sure.
You must have a lot of time after quitting your singing career...
seeing you're chasing after this.
I didn't quit.
I was kicked out thanks to you.
Me?
Is that how it happened?
Gosh, you must have ruined a lot of people's lives...
since you don't remember it at all.
Thanks to you, I'm cleaning up the messes...
that singers at my label make.
That's not true.
You got kicked out because you weren't popular enough.
Frankly, you weren't even that good of a singer either.
- He bolted. - There's no camera either.
Darn it.
Darn it. Where did he go?
(Laundry Storage Room)
Hey, hey. He's here!
Hey, hey. Get him!
Hey!
Darn it!
(Off Limits)
That rat.
- You two, that way. - Yes, sir.
Get him!
Stop right there!
You're right.
I didn't become an idol singer because I was good at singing.
Just like how reporters...
didn't become reporters because they wrote good stories.
Right?
It's the truth.
If you took a photo, you should release it.
Blackmailing to extort money after getting a scandalous photo...
isn't journalism.
My gosh.
Well, thanks to such journalism,
you could retire on a good note without getting arrested.
I'm so grateful that I'm tearing up.
But this time,
I think you should thank me.
We obtained...
last night's surveillance footage of the passenger cart on the train.
Because you forced a photographer to take paparazzi photos,
the photographer fell off the train. We have that in the footage.
Gosh, what a shame.
If he died right there,
even you, the almighty editor-in-chief,
would be escorted in a police car.
"If he died"? He's alive.
Then... If he is...
Widen the search and search every hospital nearby.
Hospital?
We already looked...
That's right.
The hospital. It was the hospital.
Where was it? It was... Jeong...
Hey, move!
- Hey, get him. - Come here, you jerk!
Hey!
What is this?
Hey, go out that way.
Hey, you. Let's just talk. Okay?
Wait. Take it easy.
You spilled hydrochloric acid and glass bottles shattered everywhere.
You can't run away from us. Let's stop here, okay?
Darn it! Push!
Don't look so surprised.
He even jumped off a moving train yesterday.
What are you doing? Go get him now!
Darn it.
Where?
"Sunday Syndicate"?
Yes.
Doctor. My apologies.
Our intern wasn't properly trained and made a mistake earlier.
Is it correct that Han Seok Joo is there as a patient, right?
Yes, that's right. Han Seok Joo.
But is he really an employee at your company?
Earlier, she wasn't interested in paying his medical bill earlier.
I see. Right. He is an employee here.
Of course. We will cover his medical expenses.
By the way, did he...
have a camera with him?
What?
But as for his medical bill,
other employees from your company came and paid for it.
Pardon? Employees from our company?
(Ms. Seo)
Yes.
Hyesung Hospital? Jeongseon?
He did drift far.
Guys, guys. Get him! Get him now!
That rat!
Open up.
Open up. Open up!
Open up, you jerk!
Hey.
Excuse me.
Mr. Trapped Mouse.
You saw that guy next to me break the door down, right?
He's mad strong and has a nasty temper.
So let's be gentlemen...
and talk this out,
okay?
(Mr. Kang - Gong Agency)
- Hello, sir. - What happened?
What? A trapped mouse?
Okay. Get it out quickly.
What a shame. It was getting interesting.
But sorry.
Looks like the game will be over very soon.
Hey, Ms. Seo. Call the police right now.
- Police? - Send the police...
and have them take Han Seok Joo into custody.
Then he'll have to reveal his relationship with us.
Really? Okay.
Report him as a law-breaking paparazzo.
Soo Hyun.
What if he gives the photo to the cops?
Sir. Let's give up on this one.
I'll give the photo to the police.
I'll make up for the loss in income with something else.
What are you trying to pull?
If we let them get away with it this time,
they'll continue...
to take us for fools and disrespect us.
We use this to set a clear example.
You have a point.
Sir.
There's a thing called business ethics. You can't do this!
Why not? What?
We should reclaim our identity as a media company this time.
That's what you said earlier.
Hear that?
Report it and leak it to the local press that it's a big scoop.
That a paparazzo has a photo of a big celebrity...
gambling illegally.
Sir. There's been a strange turn of events.
Hey. I'm really curious about something.
How much do you get to take a picture?
Can't you just sell it to us?
We'll pay you well!
- Break it down. - That punk.
- Hold on. - What?
Yes.
Pardon? The police?
Police.
(Hyesung Hospital)
Hey, let's clear out.
I told them to leave. It's all good now.
And double. We'll pay you double for that photo,
so send the police away.
Sorry, but it's too late.
It's out of our hands now.
Darn it.
Police.
Clear out.
Hey.
- How much will you give me? - Why that...
That's why I said from the start that I wanted to talk.
- How may we help you? - We received a report.
What room is Han Seok Joo in?
- He's in room 205. - 205? Thank you.
(Hyesung Hospital)
What brings the police here?
- We received a report. - A report?
Who...
We can't disclose that for the person's safety.
I think it was a false report.
Darn it. You're right.
- Excuse us. - Sure.
Just a minute.
Good.
Since the police are here too,
you won't change your tune later on, right?
So,
how much will you give me?
What?
Don't worry, kid. We'll give you plenty. Of course.
You've been through so much.
We'll give you whatever you ask.
Right?
Of course. Naturally.
Sure.
Hear that?
You shouldn't mess with a government agency.
Our apologies. He isn't well.
- He isn't feeling well. - That's right.
Darn it. It was a false report.
Let's go and grab lunch.
Have a nice day.
Yes.
What? How much?
Okay, I'll pay that. Tell him we'll pay.
Han Seok Joo?
He says he'll sell that photograph to us.
That's the problem with mercenaries.
They'll sell their souls if the price is right.
It was an amusing battle.
Sure. Congrats.
We'll meet again.
Idols are always causing trouble.
And we'll always be there.
I'm sure. That's right.
But I guess you'll have more time on your hands now.
Since the mighty Ji Soo Hyun was made a fool of.
Everyone will start...
to "disrespect" you.
Okay, then.
That rude jerk.
Ms. Ji, don't worry too much.
I'll mess them up good next time.
You?
In my place?
Do you want to replace me as editor-in-chief?
What?
That's not what I meant.
Young Ja.
Don't drink the Kool-Aid you were trying to feed me.
Hold on. It looks like they were saved onto a memory card as well.
He said the cover popped open when he fell from the train,
and the memory card fell out.
Search him.
Send people to search that hospital in Jeongseon too.
Yes, sir.
Remove the bandage.
Good work.
Go to the hospital first.
Does this mean...
the almighty Ji Soo Hyun's winning streak will crumble now?
The news that her streak ended has already spread in this industry.
But it doesn't sound like you're concerned.
Well, not really. Besides,
do you think SH will take a hit just because I'm not concerned about her?
Gosh, you have a point.
The most useless worries in this world are...
about rich people, celebrities,
- and SH. - It's SH.
I can hear you guys.
Were you on a stakeout again?
Gosh, that must've been exhausting.
I won't tell on you. Stop pretending to be my friend.
What happened to your cameraman?
He was in a motorcycle accident.
- Yes. - Did he get hurt badly?
I guess so.
How much was it?
He's hospitalized for two years.
2 years? 2 years?
Gosh, why...
I had a feeling that this would happen someday.
SH...
SH, that viper, nags us, the photographers.
It's strange that we're still alive somehow.
Think about it. Am I wrong?
Yes, it is a wonder.
You know what? There is one more strange thing.
What is it?
You, photographers.
You say that your job here is demanding.
Why do you guys not leave and try to stay with Sunday Syndicate?
The doors are closing.
The doors are opening.
Who is this?
I brought a photo for your chief editor.
A photo?
Ma'am,
someone came here with a photo now.
Ms. Lee. Ms. Lee. Please come out now.
- What is it? - Please hurry.
What is this about?
- Do something. - Don't do anything.
I mean...
- Who is he? - Does she know him?
- What is it? - What's going on?
- What? - What are they doing?
No address,
no photo.
(Big Issue)
Do you want to work with us?
Please make me look like an office worker.
Did you get a job?
Tell me about Han Seok Joo.
She had a heart disease since birth.
You are going to dry us out.
Make it look like he needed a scoop.
It is true that I needed a scoop, but that wasn't my agenda.
Do you admit that you did ask your superior for a favor?
I had no idea he was that desperate.
He was trying to set up a drinking party in the middle of an underpass.
The patrol is here! Hurry!
I'm in big trouble.