01x03 - For the Loser

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EP03: For The Loser

Ugh, seriously. Jeez.

Man, these people

are just unbelievable, huh?

That felt like…

…it was done intentionally,

don't you think?

Oh, of course it was!

Look at your face, you're bleeding.

It wasn't though.

Come on, they smashed up the office

with a fire extinguisher

and they, they…

…they did this to her face.

h*… How could you say

this wasn't done intentionally?

Oh, yeah, they did it.

- Intentionally.

- Huh?

- Jinwoo!

- Yeah?

-Hurry and get in. We don't have time.

-Yeah.

Oh, man…

Thank heavens

the sprinklers didn't kick in.

That would have been awful

if all our files got wet.

Did something happen over there?

I heard a seven-year-old kid

went missing at his own apartment.

I guess

the mom reported him missing too late.

An amber alert was issued

three hours ago.

- Oh.

- Whoa, uh, look at this.

Emergency Notification

Amber Alert

Come on, come on!

Let's go. Hurry up!

Excuse me!

Has the child been found?

Sir, sir!

Is anyone home?

Hello?

What do you want? It's very late.

Ma'am, I'm with the police.

There's a missing seven-year-old boy,

we'd like your cooperation.

Well, my son's in middle school.

- So, we're done here.

- Ma'am…

What do you think you're doing?

You sure those are your son's shoes?

Whose are those?

- Oh! You can't--

- Where's the kid now? Huh?

-I asked where your kid was.

-I don't know what you're talking about.

- Just get out. Get out!

- Let's go, guys, let's go.

I think this door's locked.

Open this door.

No one goes in Junyeong's room.

Not even my husband

unless absolutely needed.

He's studying for a math competition

-so he's really sensitive!

-I said open this door!

You know what polyphasic sleeping is?

- We can't disturb him right now.

- Damn it, move.

- What the-- Wh-- What are you doing?

- Get out of the way.

Do you know how expensive this door is?

Are you out of your mind?

You'll be in trouble

if this Mingeun kid's not there.

What is all this?

My husband teaches

veterinary medicine, okay?

It's from the lab where he works.

And our son…

is actually gonna be a doctor.

Junyeong.

Junyeong,

get up for a second.

Junyeong.

What the hell?

The fu--

Why does that surprise you?

You're the one who made me do this.

You told me I had to k*ll the kitties.

And k*ll the kid and bring him here.

You said you'd r*pe me again…

You told me

you'd k*ll my parents if I didn't…

…didn't do everything you said.

Run, kitty! Hurry!

Get away!

You!

Get out of here right now!

Oh, yeah.

Nice and warm.

I heard the perps

who threw the smoke bombs

turned themselves in.

They're arguing that they were only doing

what the voice of God

was telling them to do.

Mm, that, and…

as for Dr. Trigger's cyberterrorism act,

our own company's legal team

is gonna be handling that internally.

President Koo has informed me.

And we are to make no contact whatsoever

with the police or media.

Especially you, Ms. Oh.

Be careful.

If you start snooping around

like you always do,

-you're out, got it?

-Hey, watch what you're saying…

Oh, no, no, no.

Those aren't my words.

I'm relaying exactly

what President Koo directed me to,

word for word. That's all.

You tell Koo I'll be as gentle as always.

He's got nothing to worry about.

Uh, "President Koo,"

I should say.

- Yes, Detective.

- Ms. Oh.

Where's the producer who wet himself?

- You know, that guy who--

- You mean Han Do?

Why do you need to know?

The false tip

that your producer got from that kid.

You know about this kid?

From a kid? Do you mean…

The house Han Do visited yesterday.

I'm not supposed to tell you this, but…

you heard about

this missing child case, right?

Here.

Kang Giho, pack your camera.

Come on, Rookie. Get in the car

and bring the photo from the store.

-Whoa. Where are we going?

-I'll explain on the way.

Come on, dude, hurry up.

Come on.

That missing child was just found dead.

-It looks like he was m*rder*d.

-Huh?

What's important

is that the suspect is Son Junyeong,

a middle school kid.

This guy's not even 14 years old yet.

So a kid k*lled another kid?

We're following up on the Son…

whatchamacallit kid?

Hang on. We're going back to the old guy?

That's right.

We're going to Yoon Namgi's house…

where we were this morning.

But why?

The detective is saying

they tracked Junyeong to that house.

There's no way.

This is the kid?

This can't be Son Junyeong.

Let's focus on getting there.

Looks like there's a fire now too.

Oh, God, this is bad.

Step on it, Mr. Bae.

Hey! This way!

What are you guys doing?

This path is blocked.

Guys, this path is blocked!

Let's find another way in.

We're producers, not the police.

It's real life here.

What if the old man's

with that little sh*t right now?

We're not gonna try to get them out,

that's for the police.

It's much too risky.

- Detective Yu!

- Oh, there you are!

Hey, let them in! Come on!

Is this our guy?

- Someone help me!

- The kid's in here!

We found the kid!

Hey, buddy, are you okay?

Can you walk?

Are you all right?

Are you okay?

Transporting the patient to the ER!

Patient coming through!

Watch out!

Rescue! Rescue squad!

Hey! Hey! Han Do!

The man's unconscious.

He's not breathing.

We'll give him first aid

on route to the hospital.

You need to stay clean and well-kempt

as a member of society.

You came to me, didn't you?

That's good enough for me.

Don't just stand around.

- Get him out of here!

- Get back! Get back!

- Control these people!

- I told you to get back!

It was that b*stard?

He… He didn't…

That old man would never harm anybody.

I…

I told you, didn't I?

I said we have to catch that b*stard,

did I not?

- Hey, come on, settle down.

- I did!

-Take it easy.

-I told you guys

if that kid could k*ll a cat…

so horribly,

then he's more than able to k*ll people!

Didn't I say?

Han Do!

- Hey, Han… Han Do! Han Do! Han Do!

- Hey, you got to get up.

- Hey! Can we get some help here?

- Han Do!

Over here!

He's gone…

He's gone.

He doesn't look good.

That's just the tranquilizers.

Looks like they're working,

he's pretty out of it.

The tests show nothing's wrong with him.

He's healthier than I am.

So, why would he collapse like that?

Experiencing intense shock

all of a sudden will do that.

That, or the rage he felt at the moment

may have made him black out.

We'll monitor him for an hour or so.

Man…

I'm so used to

seeing this guy keep his distance,

but then he treats this old man

like his actual grandfather?

Watch him so he stays out of trouble, huh?

Where are you going?

Oh, my God. They're not detaining him?

On what grounds?

Because of his age,

he's not a flight risk,

and because the little prince needs rest.

Does that make any sense?

What? You gonna go see

Son Junyeong right now?

First, we need evidence.

Everything in due time, okay?

- Is that the producer?

- She is!

- She's coming out.

- Over here! Ma'am! Ma'am!

- Ms. Oh! Excuse me!

- Come on, don't give me that!

Hey, wait. Hey, Ms. Oh… Excuse me. Ms. Oh!

Let me through! I need to talk to her!

Ms. Oh!

Ms. Oh! Ms. Oh! Ms. Oh!

Give me a second.

Hey…

-Your mouth, what happened?

-I'm fine, it's okay.

What aren't they saying about this?

There's more to this case, isn't there?

Jinwoo, I… I can't just--

Don't do that. We're at the same company.

We're close enough, you can fill me in.

Hey, I'm sorry, I, uh…

I'm not able to tell you.

I don't get it, sweetie…

It's me here.

It's your boyfriend.

This is different, this is work.

Wow, Soryong. Huh.

- I did not realize how uptight you were.

- I got something really important.

I got to go.

-Let's do this later, okay, Jinwoo?

-But…

What am I to you exactly?

Soryong, hold on.

Where's your ring? Wait.

You're missing your ring.

Where's the ring?

Your ring! Wait a minute!

What happened to your ring? Hey, Soryong!

Ms. Joo, did you see the news?

- Apparently, his family's loaded!

- So what?

He has the audacity to claim

the old man r*ped him

and threatened him

into k*lling that child.

He's even claiming

the old man stabbed him

and set the house on fire.

He says he's a victim in this.

A victim? Please.

There's no signs of r*pe

and it's obvious he wasn't stabbed.

That wound was self-inflicted.

Facts are worthless

if you can manipulate the media--

Oh.

Oh, my goodness.

Sir, you shouldn't be up

in your current condition.

I'm a producer.

Han Do, Current Affairs Department

With Trigger.

Oh.

Oh, wow.

Oh, wow.

How eerie!

'Cause I thought about

going to the press with this

and I wasn't sure if I should.

Right, so…

-Let me just ask one thing.

-Ma'am…

I wanna know

what he did with my baby's eyes,

that's all I wanna know!

VIP Ward. Room 206

Son Junyeong

-Then I'll leave. Oh, please!

-We're the victims here!

It's not fair what you're doing.

Why are you protecting that monster?

He's evil!

What did you do with Mingeun's eyes?

Come on!

- Oh, ma'am. Whoa, whoa!

- Oh, honey! Honey!

- Are you okay?

- Honey! Honey!

Ma'am?

Ma'am, are you all right?

- What's wrong?

- Oh, my God!

- Officers, here, both of you.

- Honey!

Please, take her to the ER!

Actually, we got to guard the door.

-Oh, my God! She might die here!

-Are you okay? Sweetheart?

I can… guard the door. I'll stay here.

You both take her.

- Come on, go!

- Holy crap. Okay.

Put her on my back!

Let's get you up.

Can you stand?

Hurry up!

-Go!

-I really shouldn't be

-leaving my station though.

-Ugh, just take her already! Come on!

Oh, man…

Ma'am, are you all right?

Excuse me, how'd you get in here?

I'll ask the questions.

Why'd you k*ll the kid?

And the old man?

I could yell.

Guess no one's around?

Well, turn off your phone…

and I'll tell you.

One more thing.

Those cute cats you k*lled…

What made you k*ll innocent creatures?

What a shame.

No college for you?

What?

You want the right answers,

then ask the right questions.

Who else but you

could've k*lled the old guy?

I didn't do that.

I heard what that wage sl*ve said to you.

I heard the whole thing.

Man, with you on it,

that animal k*ller's cooked. Aren't they?

I mean, it's only

a matter of time now, you know? You--

Look at this.

I keep getting a bunch of sympathy online.

Even with no support,

I can't be tried as an adult,

so I can't go to prison.

Like I said, no one can beat me.

I'm basically invincible.

So, get out of here, Trigger.

Tell the kid's mom and dad

that his eyeballs

are never gonna be found.

Mister, do you know what it's like…

when someone…

…breathes…

…for the last time ever?

I wonder if that's how Yuri Gagarin felt

staring down at Earth

from space that day.

That kid had the most beautiful eyes.

Oh…

Guess you don't know the reference.

The Soviets?

Who succeeded in space flight?

In 1 hour and 29 minutes aboard Vostok 1

on April 12th, 1961.

Hmm?

How many times

do I have to tell you guys? Gah!

- Sir? Sir!

- Guess the police are on their way.

Looks like you're screwed.

Ooh. Oh…

I just kept wondering why I ended up

in this sh*thole…

…instead of where I wanted to be

on the Animal Paradise show.

Looks like I got the answer.

Hey.

What's your future look like?

Youngest k*ller ever?

Maybe they'll call me devil spawn.

Yeah, my goal is 100 victims.

Pfft, whatever.

No, pricks like you

don't get called k*ller

or even devil spawn, no, no.

Just one word…

losers.

You're just a loser

that's reached the end of the road.

There's no way out of this for you.

Too young for prison?

Yeah, maybe you don't have legal issues,

that doesn't matter in the work I do.

Your rights?

Hmm… couldn't care less about that.

There is one thing we do care about.

You ever heard of the, uh…

the Hall of Pain?

These media vultures will do anything

to help their ratings.

And they don't care

whose lives they destroy in the process.

They're gonna air all your secrets.

The Hall of Pain.

What's your… What's your point?

An unbelievable IQ

and still not so bright.

This is why

children need to work on their EQ.

Listen to me, loser.

By Hall of Pain…

I mean that I'll use my camera

to show the world your crimes

so no one ever forgets

your tormented face.

That's the gist of it anyway.

Your immortal video

will t*rture you forever.

Even after you die.

So…

good luck.

What the hell?

It's my phone,

not my camera.

No college for you either, huh?

What the hell?

I was thinking this was my room,

we were both pretty freaked out.

You guys are just standing there

calling yourselves law enforcement?

What is this?

I ought to… report all you guys.

- I'm going home.

- Oh, of course.

Excuse me, sir!

Sir!

Hey! Hey, wait up!

I just wanna…

talk for a second.

You're a producer for Trigger, right?

Promise you'll cover this story.

What?

If you guys don't report on this,

I'll arrest you

for everything you just did.

So be smart about this.

Good luck.

Yes, Mother.

Our lawyer just let us know…

…the old man's timely death

was a godsend.

Right, that man coerced him

into doing those things.

Oh, just a second.

Yes.

Okay.

Gonna need something bigger

in order to take them down here.

To Be Demolished

So this thing's a camera?

This is it.

I put a really small camera inside here.

It's pretty sneaky.

Ah, modern technology.

This thing's going to film anyone

who sneaks their way in

whenever you're not here.

Let's see if the evil b*stard

who took your cat ever comes back here.

I'm sure you know,

but nobody needs to know it's here.

He must like you. The pants wetter.

Huh?

I'm a seer,

and I… I can read folks pretty good.

Ugh, seriously…

I thought we were on the same side.

Thought I could trust you. Huh.

- Check around the back of the house.

- Yes, sir.

Come on, this thing's all melted.

It won't even turn on.

Oh. Let me see.

Whoa! I wouldn't do that.

If you're keeping evidence from us,

you'll be guilty

of obstruction of justice.

I don't know if it's evidence,

but it's our private property for sure.

Of course, we are public broadcasting so…

Argh, you…

Would you let an expert I know see it?

And we both check it together?

-That's all you're asking?

-Uh, well…

it'd be nice if you could…

share the travel records

of someone as well.

Mmm…

It's a lot more damaged

than I was led to believe…

- …over the phone.

- Is that a no?

I told you

to let the Forensic Service do this.

We've got all the new technology now.

Trust me, if I can't do this,

no one else in Korea can either.

-Now… who's receiving the results?

-Right over here, guy.

What's that blinking? Is that a signal?

Are you still at it? Oh, my God.

After I came all this way

just like you asked me to?

Uh, it's just a magnesium deficiency.

Magnesium? No, it isn't.

So about the… travel records…

You know how it works.

You'll sit tight

until we confirm the results.

Now where is he?

When I find that guy, he's dead meat.

Uh, I think he went down there, sir.

Jesus Christ, man,

why won't you ever answer your phone?

The least you could do

is tell me where you're going.

I've been looking forever for you.

We need teamwork.

Understand?

Ignore me, yeah. Again. Huh.

Now that's good teamwork,

peeing as a unit.

Therefore, we've decided

that we can no longer sit idly by…

Right. We should be good to go.

Okay.

This investigation's still ongoing.

This investigation is still ongoing.

Nevertheless, internet trolls

are harassing our client.

We will not just sit quietly

accepting this malicious behavior,

irreparably damaging our client,

who's still a minor.

From this point forward,

we will be taking legal action

against those who leave malicious comments

or spread rumors and fake news online.

That is all.

Sir, I have a question.

I'm sorry,

but we aren't taking questions today.

How about facts?

Are you taking those?

Son Junyeong intentionally made

a false report to a producer

during the serial

cat k*lling investigation.

Were you aware of that fact?

That's baseless speculation.

Once again, we will be pursuing--

- One more thing.

- Hey, don't--

Son Junyeong claims

Mr. Yoon sexually assaulted him

and ordered him to k*ll,

but were you aware

of the fact that Mr. Son,

days before, disguised as a woman,

threatened the old man

with a deadly weapon?

Did that really happen?

Thank you,

we have nothing more at this time.

No, wait, no, I'm not finished--

Can you share any information?

Well, uh… I, uh…

I've onl… only been

with the company a week. Very sorry.

What'd you hope to accomplish?

He k*lled all of them, that as*h*le.

The prick deserves what's coming.

Listen closely, Mr. Han,

since you don't have

a quarter of that kid's intellect.

You think the truth's coming out?

That's the way this ends?

The kid gets punished

and apologizes for everything he did?

Uh, no.

No, and that is exactly why I did

what I did just now.

Let's review what you did.

If you made that up to pressure him,

that's defamation.

And if it's true,

they still sue you for factual defamation.

You keep getting summoned to court

and all your time and your money

goes to defending yourself

while that kid plays games

in his fancy house.

Oh, sh*t.

I think I'm the one who caused this.

Had I not gone over there…

to see that old man…

He'd be alive?

Is that what you think?

Spending your life

dwelling on hypothetical what-ifs

is absolutely

the dumbest thing you can do.

It already happened, it's done.

And furthermore, you're not the story,

the victims here are.

No more pity parties from you.

And no more crying.

So, shut the hell up and just do your job.

What if I cover this story?

Is there any way

that monster goes to jail?

It's such a f*cked up law

that minors get away with these crimes.

How do we change it?

Seems to me like…

you're looking for reassurance.

Well, I'm definitely gonna need something

to continue doing this.

Hope is never obvious.

It's not something you can find out there.

Why is it that I'm the one left behind

when Han Do sh*t the bed?

If you want assurance from me,

let's get going. I'll show you.

All right, here we go.

We'll start with the bad news.

I wasn't able to extract any audio.

Uh, it isn't all there,

but being such a master of the craft,

I did… manage to recover

the footage of the crime itself.

Uh…

Man, that hurts like hell.

This is self-defense.

What do you think… he was grabbing at?

Well,

that's for the detective to find out.

It's a bit too small… to decipher.

Now, here it is.

How did you think

to put a camera there anyway, huh?

The life of a producer,

you know?

All right then, I'll be off

once I've had a chat with Ms. Oh.

Okay, I'll just wait downstairs

with Mr. Bae.

Hmm…

This will cause quite a stir

once it makes the news.

Ms. Oh,

we couldn't have done it without you.

Uh…

Detective.

In your press briefing,

could you… leave our names out?

Where is this humility coming from?

It's not humility, just being careful.

Once it's out that we were involved,

what Han Do did will come to light.

Everybody who loves gossip

will drag him over the coals

for doing this or that…

Weathering the storm

and surviving the hits

is how you grow as a person.

Again, just being careful.

Now to those travel records…

There are no records of a Cho Haewon

entering Korea whatsoever.

-Not at all?

-Two possibilities.

Either she never entered,

or somehow,

she changed her personal information.

That's as far as I can go.

There's always people watching.

Oh, Ms. Oh, you're done.

Here you go.

Whose number is this?

Mingeun's father.

It was fate.

I was in the ER earlier

and he just walked in.

I told him I was a producer at Trigger

and he agreed to an interview.

This is fate telling me to nail it.

Don't you think?

All right then,

I'm heading to Mingeun's house with Do.

Why don't you interview them alone?

What the hell?

Go by yourself.

You don't mind going overboard

when no one asked you to,

but you bail whenever we need you.

How do I deal with that?

-That's not what--

-I don't need to hear your excuses.

You know, respecting your team members

is the least you could do.

- Hey--

- God! Why do you hate everything?

-I get it, okay? I'm coming. I'm coming.

-No, stay here, see if I care!

Let's go, okay?

Let's go. Let's go!

- Thank you.

- Good luck.

Let's go, Mr. Bae!

Thank you for agreeing to this interview.

I'm sure things can't be easy

for you right now.

I had no choice with all that's happened.

Having a hard time trusting anyone at all.

I know it must be difficult,

but the police are doing all they can.

We're going to do everything in our power

to help you as well.

Uh, um… this is Han Do,

one of our producers.

And, uh, I'm Kang Giho.

- What…

- Ah, ah…

I'm not sure why Han Do is on the ground.

Uh, um…

Huh?

- Get out! Get out!

- I'm not wearing shoes!

I'm barefoot! God, that hurts.

Ma'am, wait! Wait!

Ma'am, just a second!

Ma'am! Ugh, ma'am!

What the hell's your deal?

Come on!

What kind of person goes around

flipping off

random strangers on the street?

My God! You could've given me

a heads-up at least.

These people have had it

bad enough as it is

without us adding to their misery.

That's why I said

I wasn't coming to this interview.

I mean, you're afraid of tiny puppies

that are this big?

You? Animal Paradise?

That really was a "what the f*ck," dude.

What the f*ck?

Hey, people like me exist.

You can like something

-you're afraid of.

-Shut up at once!

Please.

You see what you did?

Stop making people say horrible things.

Can you do that?

We gotta go back to the office.

Oh, man, what are we gonna do?

Ms. Hong, Ms. Oh, Chief,

they're gonna…

Oh, God, we're so screwed.

We are so royally screwed.

Are you a reporter?

Why?

That's all right,

it's not a pleasant story.

What?

Junyeong, I know it's tough, okay?

But that's why you should focus

on solving your equations

- and get in the right headsp--

- Get off, b*tch!

I don't need this sh*t for med school!

For f*ck's sake.

My goodness.

Jesus Christ, how much trouble

has the kid gotten himself into overnight?

Ma'am, you're not keeping…

…anything else from me, are you?

Huh?

Uh… no.

I've told you everything. Everything.

I mean, what could be worse

than what he's already done?

To confirm, I have everything?

Right. Mm…

The, uh, interview…

I think it's off.

What?

What the hell? Are you crazy?

No, uh… H-Han-- Han Do actually

gave the kid's mom, uh, the finger.

You know, one of these?

The finger?

Well, uh, he didn't do it today…

…but that's why they kicked us out

- without our shoes on.

- What do we do?

Mingeun's father just sent me a text.

He says he'll file a report

if we call him again.

For these kinds of cases,

the greatest weapons we have

for winning over our viewers…

…are the parents' tears.

We open with the tears

to grab the viewers and make them--

That'd be playing for pity.

I think showing the k*ller's cruelty

and dangerous tendencies

is always a better approach than just…

capitalizing on misery.

You're talking like

you didn't derail our whole operation.

Are you a sociopath?

What about the old man?

Not only does he lose his life,

they then frame him as the offender,

ruining his memory.

That's why I think

we open with Son Junyeong…

…and not the victims.

Wait, you actually met the kid?

H… How though?

Oh, you know, a little hospital visit.

So, wait…

that's where you were

when I couldn't find you?

- Wow.

- Sweetie…

that was brave.

Why didn't you tell us sooner about that?

I could have too, if it wasn't ill*gal.

That means this recording won't be able

to be used on air, right, Ms. Oh?

We'll film

a good old-fashioned reenactment,

and then we'll just top it off

with the audio from this.

That should do the trick.

No problem.

Uh… Huh?

I'm gonna go interview someone with Giho.

Wai… What? What interview?

What are you talking about?

They'll beat us to death

if we go back there.

Not them.

I think he k*lled someone else.

Someone before this.

I keep thinking

about what you said earlier.

What did you mean,

it's not a pleasant story?

I think it was four years ago.

There was a family with two children.

A brother in third grade

and one who was developmentally disabled.

- Five years old. He died in an accident.

- We have a child

who inhaled too much water.

- He's not breathing at all!

- The crazy thing is…

word spread fast among the moms

that the child's death wasn't an accident.

What happened if it wasn't an accident?

The rumor was

the older brother m*rder*d him.

The family was in Apartment 106,

Unit 1806

from the case

that made the news recently…

and the older brother from back then

is actually Son Junyeong himself.

Don't.

You may go home now.

I can take it from here.

Yes, but ma'am…

I said go.

And the police

didn't even bother investigating

whether it had been

a m*rder or an accident?

You said there were wounds

on Son Junyeong's hands and wrists?

Junyeong's mother…

said those were because of his eczema.

What were the cops gonna do,

argue against a parent?

Did he actually have eczema though?

The kid's skin has been flawlessly white

since he was born. Really.

The younger child had the issues.

The mother never gave him love.

I was wondering if me doing this

might be too risky

if this interview goes on the air?

I'm the only one

who ever worked in that house.

We'll edit you out

if that's what you want.

Really? I would feel better if you did.

What the heck are you saying?

The episode will be pretty mild

without the bombshells though.

Son Junyeong will probably get released.

He told me

his goal was to k*ll 100 people.

-Wait, what?

-I'd be his third.

And his fourth…

would it be you?

I'm not-- No. What? We never even met.

Oh, that's right.

You were there a long time, weren't you?

-Uh-huh.

-So, to be safe,

we should get our names changed.

Or no, what are your thoughts on moving?

-Like abroad somewhere?

-W-Well, there's always plastic surgery.

That's good!

Do you know a good plastic surgeon?

There's one

across the street from the office.

Does he, um,

wanna k*ll 100 people, really?

We should air this.

What the hell are they gonna do?

Yeah, please do it.

Oh, ma'am, thank you.

Cut. Cut!

You sneezed so many times

that I lost count already!

I told you to keep it in, didn't I?

And I told you I didn't want to.

I got allergies, man.

Allergies…

He says he's got allergies.

Did I not tell you

that building this whole set

puts us way over budget?

Didn't I say that?

Are you gonna pay for us to hire an actor?

Also, you're scared of dogs,

but cool with cats? What's that about?

-Yes.

-Yes?

I don't love cats though.

I'm more of a dog person.

You are so extremely difficult.

-Okay, Mr. Ha? Let's reset.

-Hurry up. Come on.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, just one more.

Hold it in. Don't you sneeze on me.

Just don't, please.

And what is that smell?

Uh… Mr. Bae,

do you have to smoke on set?

Are we ready to sh**t? I'll throw it out.

What an eventful night we're having.

All right, everyone. And… standby.

Action!

Come on! I said stop that!

Are you still not done?

No, I'm done,

I just wanted to go over it again.

They found Mingeun's eyes.

Really? Where?

Mr. Yoon had them apparently.

That's what was in his hands in that clip?

Wow…

They must have been connected

in their past lives, huh?

- Good luck then.

- Right.

I have to start editing now.

Sad face, sad face.

I'll come to see you later on.

Early in the morning.

-Kissy Princess.

-Yeah.

sh**ting heart.

Okay. Let's finish this right now.

Let's do this!

By Hall of Pain…

"Hall of Pain," really?

What a guy, this joker, huh?

Episode 1784

The Old Man Who Burns Cats

- Hmm.

- Oh, you got graphics too.

What do you think?

It felt cinematic.

Who thought up the opening?

You soap opera guys know your stuff.

We should be good

once we cut out the gore.

- Mm-hmm.

- We used stuffed animals.

- I know.

- Oh.

You guys are a good team after all.

Yes…

Hey, Mr. Bae can act.

Stop using Mr. Bae, you punk.

A chilling urban legend

started making rounds

on some online forums a few months ago.

The story goes that the old man

would appear in the streets

only under the cover of night.

However, after digging deeper

into what was happening,

our team instead

uncovered the true horror…

of a young prodigy

who grew up to become a monster.

Though Mr. Yoon burned to death,

Mingeun's eyes were found intact,

tightly clasped… in Yoon's hands.

We have obtained video evidence

telling a very different story

from that given by Mr. Son

that it was Yoon

who had orchestrated everything.

I can't be tried as an adult,

so I can't go to prison.

My goal is 100 victims.

That kid had the most beautiful eyes.

To the boy turned monster,

disregarding the value of life,

the life of an animal,

the life of a human,

these were

no more than mere trophies to brag about.

Does this monster

exploiting his own legal status

as a minor

to make a mockery of the value of life

truly deserve to be exempt

from his crimes?

Oh Soryong with Trigger,

a voice for all the voiceless,

we are… their last resort.

g*dd*mn it!

Junyeong.

Junyeong. Junyeong!

Junyeong.

What are we going to do?

- Take him away.

- Stay back!

- Get away!

- Stay back!

- Ma'am, please move aside.

- Wait, wait, wait!

- No! Get away! Stop!

- Get away! Let me go! Get off!

Get away from him!

- Let go of me, you perverts!

- Stay still!

Let go of me! Stop it!

Let me go! Get off me!

- Let go of me, you f*ck!

- Calm down.

Move.

- You! You b*stards!

- Whoa, what's this now?

Just stop!

-Hey, come on!

-You ruined my son's future!

You think you'll get away with this?

I figured you'd say thank you.

What?

Edmund Kemper.

The Co-Ed k*ller with an IQ of 145.

He liked to brutally t*rture animals

at an early age.

A few years later…

his first murders were his grandparents.

And then in his final act of horror,

his mother was his target.

Not even 10 years later.

He hit her on the head

with a hammer to k*ll her,

then chopped off her head

to use as a dartboard.

You should be grateful

we intervened in time.

The least you could do

is pretend to feel some remorse

for the ones…

who died so you didn't have to.

You're an adult.

You're the mother of that child

and the one who died,

so please act like it.

All right, let's go.

Okay? Let's go.

Can I ride in a different car?

She's in the other car.

Let's go.

Ma'am! Ma'am!

I'm resigning.

You lied to me.

I hate taking cases

that'll haunt me down the road.

All right.

National Assembly Passes Bill

To Name New Law After Mingeun

I can't believe

the cops let her in on the investigation.

Ms. Oh's freaking cool, huh?

- Uh-huh.

- Huh?

Huh?

Oh, wow, you agree?

Go home.

Or have a celebratory beer

for your first story.

I actually

have to edit everything for the reruns.

There won't be any reruns.

That boy's very wealthy father

has just informed us

that he'll be scouring the episode

in order to sue us

if we get any details wrong.

We can't give them any more a*mo.

So it's the debut and finale for this one?

You'll be working on stories like that

till you're dead.

Would the company card be too much to ask

for his producing debut?

All right, fine.

Thank you! Thank… you!

Wow, I get to use

the chief's company card.

-The fabled "triple-C."

-What?

It's an honor, sir.

All hail the card.

- Can we get some steaks?

- Hey.

Cows are expensive.

Go get samgyeopsal instead.

Pigs are cuter than cows.

Uh, so, uh, hey…

Uh, Ms. Hong, he's asking for you.

Me?

Yeah, I'm also gonna need…

a key to the cabinet.

If you would just tell me which files,

I'm sure I can get them--

You want me to ask permission

for every little thing?

Make a copy if you don't have a spare.

Nice work.

Hey, man…

…he said no steaks

'cause cows are expensive,

what about the lamb place?

-I have an appointment.

-Huh?

I should get going.

Han Do.

Will your appointment take long? Hey!

Has he heard… all the rumors or something?

Soap Opera Screenwriter Contract

Hong Nahee, Writer

Yongmin Funeral Home

- So, how much is the total?

- Uh…

For the shroud, body storage,

and funeral parlor fees,

comes to 2.78 million won.

Two point--

Two point…

Spread out the payments…

…for as long as you can. Thanks.

The Late Yoon Namgi

Watch your step there.

How are you, sir?

Are you holding up?

- Oh, right, thank you so much.

- Do be careful out there.

Cho Mingeun

Excuse me.

Is this the funeral

for the elderly man from the show?

Uh… uh, yes.

This is the funeral for Mr. Yoon Namgi.

We saw what happened on TV

and looked up where this was.

Can we pay our respects?

Oh, yeah, of course.

Go ahead and pay your respects.

Come on in.

-Just a second.

-Ah, sure.

Find it yet?

Find what?

Your reassurance

What are we doing today?

How about something…

a little different?

Jesus said to Thomas…

that great blessings belong to those

who believe without seeing.

Withdrawal of Criminal Complaint

Against Oh Soryong

Now then,

shall we try testing your faith?

The Better Angels of Our Nature

Steven Pinker

This time,

it's the real deal.

Trigger's Adulteress Exposed