01x07 - Inertia

[bunniefuu]

There's something I wanna tell you.

What?

I'm Dr. Trigger.

Can you repeat that?

I saw them together.

I saw them having an affair.

-What in the world are you…

-All I did was post

that I saw it,

that I spotted them together.

That's literally all I did.

As for what happened after,

some crazy as*h*le hacked my account and--

I came clean knowing

you'd respond like this.

I wanted to be honest.

I owed you that much.

I know we're only human

and we've all got

a skeleton or two in our closets,

but this is Trigger.

I figured of all people,

they should be held to a certain standard.

-That's why I posted that--

-Stop.

Stop talking.

Let's not do this now.

We'll finish this later.

Good Lord, I can't believe this.

You crazy b*stard.

How was I supposed to know

I'd end up at Trigger of all places?

EP07: Inertia

Somebody get help!

Somebody get help!

- Move it.

- What?

So you caught the guy,

but you can't say who it is?

Those are the rules. We just can't, okay?

We'd like to tell you, but the suspect

won't allow it. Our hands are tied.

Do you think any criminal will agree

to sharing their identity?

It's not just some law-breaker.

This guy is under investigation

for stalking and he's free to go?

He wasn't stalking anybody.

According to him, he was hired by someone

on the internet to run an errand.

We've looked into this guy,

and he had absolutely nothing to do

with the teacher.

So who paid him to run the errand?

Who was it if not Choi Hoseong?

As I said, we're looking into it.

We've even looked

into the psychiatric hospital,

there's nothing implicating Choi Hoseong.

So don't accuse innocent people, okay?

At least tell me

why they suspended his sentence.

Show me the medical report

that confirms

he really does suffer a mental disorder.

It's the only way to give

the victims and us some peace of mind.

Your Trigger success

is going to your head, huh?

You think we're some kind of a joke?

You're asking me to break confidentiality.

-Watch out.

-All right,

if I can't know the errand punk,

at least give me the name of the doctor

who issued the medical report.

Give me a name, Detective, please.

-Help me out. Give me a name.

-All right, just move aside. Excuse me.

Detective. Detective!

Hey! Detec--

You little…

"My wife disappeared six months ago

-with our five-year-old daughter…"

-Pass.

"Divorced husband climbed 11 floors

-to steal mother-in-law's jewelry…"

-Pass.

Nope. Boring as hell. It's been overdone.

This shaman won't stop emailing us.

Shaman?

-Some dumb report.

-About what?

Apparently, there was a recent incident

while the shaman was performing a gut,

says her deity keeps showing her

a Trigger logo

-begging her to post on the forum.

-I'm interested.

Oh, my God. Really?

You are looking for a story, aren't you?

I guess I should at least act

like I have something to do here.

That doesn't sound like you,

Han Do.

If you need something to do,

help me with my story.

You're the most reliable source

that I've got.

You can't investigate my personal life

just because you need a story.

Me coming to find you during the cat case?

That was destiny.

Okay? You know your landlord?

Just in that area,

they've got some 400 properties

in their sons' names. It's incredible.

It's like a real-life Monopoly game,

you know?

They bought everything off the hard work

-of young people like us.

-Huh.

Huh?

So you're saying

that people in fancy sports cars

would understand

how people like us feel at all?

- Good morning.

- Morning.

- Good morning, Ms. Oh.

- Huh?

- Hello, Ms. Oh.

- Good morning.

- How are you today?

- Great. Good morning.

Hey, you know,

a simple no would have been fine.

I've had some struggles in my life too.

I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings,

but you should ask someone else.

They got 400 properties?

You've got 399 more then.

Amoeba's changed since he got promoted.

He's angry.

And the referee's just ignoring them.

Giho's been taking his stress out

on people,

including me,

since his story isn't going well.

He's changed.

He's got some nerve bossing us around

when he's just barely made staff.

Oh, um… No, it's…

It's not that bad, really, it's cool.

Ms. Jiyun.

Yes?

Are you kidding me?

How many times am I gonna have to ask you

to CC me when you email the interviewees?

- Oh…

- Get your head in the game, okay?

You do this way too often.

How about that, huh?

Violinist Choi Geon To Hold

Charity Concert on March 22

Hello?

This is Choi Hoseong.

Uh…

Sorry, who is this?

I'd like to…

give you a gift.

You mind coming to see me?

The First Informant

What the hell does that crazy prick

wanna give you anyway?

I guess word's out about my hospital visit

and Ms. Nam's whole thing.

The boys did do their homework.

We can't be certain if he's faking or not.

We should be glad

we can see for ourselves.

We've seen stalker cases play out.

It's always the same thing.

They stalk victims till they die

or… they switch targets.

Wear a mask at least. A big one.

Why? You can find my face anywhere.

Well…

You'll find more than just my face.

Then at least,

take a bodyguard.

Take Han Do with you.

- Kang Giho.

- Huh? Me?

Why don't you come along?

Come get some air.

Sitting there with writer's block

won't do much good.

Come on, let's go.

-Uh… what about Do?

-I asked you!

Are you coming or not?

Uh… I-I'm coming,

I'm not even scared, okay?

Ms. Oh!

Make sure to wear a mask!

Oseong National Psychiatric Hospital

The patient understands

his disease very well,

so please don't say

or do anything

that could make him too agitated.

And please limit your visit to 30 minutes.

Uh…

Oh Soryong.

It seems like you like gifts, right?

Am I speaking to…

Choi Hoseong…

right now?

What do you think?

Can you…

let us talk to your…

other personalities as well?

Ever since I arrived here…

I've been learning

how best to control myself.

I wasn't even aware

of these other identities I had

inside my own head.

Ah.

A gift for you.

Medical Report

Choi Hoseong, Male

Multiple Personality Disorder, Delirium

Dr. An Myeongseok,

Pyeongil University Hospital

Is this…

your official diagnosis?

If I was lying about my disease,

I wouldn't very well have this report,

would I, Soryong?

So, with the incident that just happened,

looks like you're claiming innocence.

You seem like the kind of person

who refuses to quit till they see

the real truth for themselves.

Now that…

I've shown you,

I'm sure you can see the truth.

I don't actually know

what happened out there.

I don't even… think I can recall

what the woman looked like, at this point.

I would just like to remain in here,

in peace…

receiving my treatment.

You need to go right now.

Visitation is over.

Sir, we got official clearance

to be here--

I couldn't care less how you got in here.

This man is seriously ill. Show them out!

- Uh, wait, no, that's not… Hey…

- Please get up, Mr. Choi.

That quack who issued

the medical report for the lunatic…

is nowhere to be seen.

That little act of his deserves

an Academy Award, don't you think?

He should go to Cannes.

He could have easily bitten one of us.

I did great in there.

Good thing I had my phone.

It's like you don't get a traffic ticket

if you don't know

that you ran the red light.

- Ah, jeez, we need a signal or something!

- Doctor.

Doctor! Dr. An?

You're Dr. An, aren't you?

-Who are you?

-KNS, we're Trigger reporters.

You know Choi Hoseong, don't you?

You saw Choi Hoseong

while he was serving a life sentence,

and diagnosed him

with dissociative identity disorder.

-I don't know him.

-He got a suspended sentence

because of your diagnosis,

so I doubt you're unaware.

And then you were named

director of this facility

right after Choi was released.

Then Choi's father just so happens

to donate six billion to the facility.

Who the hell do you think…

Oh!

- Doctor!

- Hey! Whoa!

- Doctor!

- Hey!

Dr. An! Doctor!

Wait, Doctor!

You sure there was nothing wrong

with Choi Hoseong's medical report?

Are you sure

his release had nothing to do with…

- Move, damn it!

- …you becoming a director here?

-Whoa, whoa!

-Doctor, if you could just…

Doctor!

You're supposed to save lives,

not… run them over!

They think we do this out of duty

or sense of justice or whatever,

but look at that.

His response was insane.

You don't do that if you're innocent.

It's all the more reason to keep going.

Let's say we nail the prick.

What if he claims ignorance,

saying he didn't know

what his alter egos were doing?

What else can we do?

We expose him now

saying he's faking his illness

and send him back to prison.

Trigger awaits your call

about the Choi Hoseong Case

Do we really have to put these banners up

on our website too?

You got a better idea?

To put Choi back in jail

without airing an episode?

I'm all ears.

You sent his report

to the Medical Association?

If they say the diagnosis was forged,

I'll take it

to the prosecutor immediately.

If Choi Hoseong was the one

behind the recent incident,

then there must have been

a middleman between him

and whoever it is they caught just now.

What's your feeling?

Hoseong's mother moved abroad

after the incident.

She's been gone for a while.

So, I'd say his dad's a likely confidant.

m*rder or not, he's still the man's son.

Nice, I'm planning on meeting him first.

Why the hell'd you ask me

if you had a plan already?

You and I are on the same page

on most things.

Let's work together

and air this episode.

What the?

-Oh, God…

-Just do it again.

Fighting!

That's not how you do it, Moka.

Every idiot will respond to a post

with that title, it'd take forever

-to filter through them all.

-Hands to yourself.

A little piece of wisdom

I learned from Sangmok.

"Time invested reporting

is proportional to the cash spent."

Again, "Time invested reporting

is proportional to the cash spent."

Check online, I made a post about it.

He's being such a d*uche.

That slipped out.

He's a complete d*uche.

Trigger awaits calls from tire-slashing

witness at Sandol Swimming Pool

#KNS #Trigger #PaidTipOff

Okay.

Pack your bag,

follow me outside.

Huh?

Hey, dude.

Where are you going though?

Out-of-town training.

Training?

Choi Geon On Tour For Charity Concerts

All right, that's enough waving.

Are you guys close?

No.

I was just waving

to see what it felt like.

Listen up.

Are you aware of the gravity

of what you've done, Han?

I am telling you, someone else uploaded

-the video and photos, all right?

-It doesn't matter,

you were the person

who started this thing.

That's the problem here.

What if they decide to pin it on you?

What then?

You think you can handle

what comes next?

Even if I forgive you.

Do you think the team will be

as forgiving and accepting?

Hearing how reckless you were, huh?

I shouldn't have come here.

Exactly, you could have just

kept your mouth shut.

Why say anything?

Like I told you, I wanted to be

totally honest with you, Ms. Oh.

Going forward, I'm gonna be working

with you on the Cha Seongwook case.

All of a sudden,

you're willing to do something?

President Koo said

I had to, to keep the company card.

And does he happen to know

that you're Dr. Trigger?

No, I'm not totally insane.

I got a bet going with him.

The show will be shut down…

We're racing to find Dr. Trigger first.

Well, I'll assume

you'll sell me out soon then.

Swear to me…

that I'm the only one

who gets to divulge… this information

and that you'll never reveal

who you are unless I say so.

It's the only way I'll forgive you.

I had no idea

someone would upload that stuff.

I'm sorry.

I want you to swear.

Fine, I swear.

Satisfied?

So, who'd you see having the affair, huh?

Who was it?

The couple split up, it doesn't matter.

The end.

It's too windy out here.

Violinist Choi Geon's

Classic Healing Concert

It's not just a charity event.

More like a PR stunt.

I've seen worse,

but that's capitalism for you.

One, two, three!

-Thank you so much.

-Thank you, that was lovely.

-Come on, Mom, let's go.

-Thank you for coming.

-Ah, yes, thank you.

-Thanks for coming.

One, two, three!

Thank you. Have a safe trip back.

Goodness. Thank you.

Are you Choi Hoseong's father?

KNS, we're Trigger reporters.

- Hold on a minute.

- No, it's fine. It's okay.

Uh, as you can see,

my legs aren't what they used to be.

So let's make this quick, okay?

Ah, right.

I want to ask about your son's claim

of dissociative identity disorder,

more commonly known

as multiple personality disorder.

Do you really believe his claims?

That's what the doctor said.

Do I have another option here?

I noticed the doctor

who diagnosed your son, Dr. An Myeongseok,

was appointed the director of a facility

to which you made a generous donation.

Was that also just… pure coincidence?

I was providing

an environment to help my son get better.

Now if you'll…

And the prison where your son is--

Oh, right, hospital, not prison.

Anyway, do you visit often?

Of course.

He's my only kid,

and conceiving him wasn't easy.

There was a recent stalking incident

eerily similar to your son's

stalking patterns from 10 years ago.

The same victim, in fact.

Can you imagine reliving those horrors?

She's someone's flesh and blood,

just like your son.

Right?

Seeing you has actually

made me feel grateful to my father

for the first time in my entire life.

There's always a price to pay,

that's the one thing I learned from him.

Pay for your wrongdoings.

We'll end the interview here.

Let's go, sir.

Right.

I'm hoping…

that no more innocent lives

are claimed this time around.

As long as I live,

I will not…

allow that to happen ever again.

That's enough.

You think it's him?

Is he helping Hoseong?

I'm not sure,

but he does seem to have some confidence.

He wants to save face as well.

He never raised his voice

even after we goaded him on,

'cause we were in public, I guess.

His type's the scariest of all.

They don't even hide

who they are deep down.

Hmm.

Well, someone's got an abundance

of fatherly love and forgiveness.

I'm envious of that.

Let's go.

Listen.

Atonement comes

from a place of reflection.

You got it.

- Bye. Great job, guys.

- All right, see you.

It's weird that our sweet Mr. Lee

would take two whole days off.

That's unusual. I wonder if he's sick?

You leaving on time today too?

Got plans?

I do actually. See you tomorrow.

- See you.

- Bye.

-Hmm.

-Thanks so much.

How's work?

Everything okay?

Mm.

I decided that Mr. Lee and I

shouldn't see each other for a while.

I'm not sure I should be dating anybody.

Not until I've gained

more confidence in myself.

Without contacting me

for 10 years after what happened…

you managed to get by,

you got some fight in you.

That's not a bad thing though.

That's how I knew

that you were gonna keep yourself safe.

I was quite relieved.

You did great.

Really great.

I think it's punishment

for abandoning my kid.

Do you…

wish you wouldn't have given away…

your child?

I'm a bad person, aren't I?

It's shameless looking for love

after what I did.

Who can say?

That child might have ended up…

as someone's miracle child.

Trigger: Project Proposal

Team 5, Kang Giho

You're with Trigger, right? I have a tip.

We're only taking specific tips

at the moment.

Do you have any proof to back it up?

I did it.

How much are you paying?

Hey.

The Second Informant

You're filming me while saying

you won't be taking me to court,

so I'll leave some evidence for insurance.

We're just sh**ting

to have this on record.

We'll keep your identity hidden,

you have nothing to worry about.

Right. Well, look…

wearing the same clothes

from when I slashed the tire.

You'll find 100% match.

All right.

Is this who set you up

to stalk the woman?

Oh… Same thing the cops showed me.

Never seen him.

Besides, I don't know their face.

So you don't know

what your client look like?

I got paid, son!

I slashed the tire,

and then they handed me a GPS tracker

and a retainer fee.

Five million won.

That lady lost her ring

in the parking lot too, right?

They asked me

to give them that too, so I did.

So you met with them after?

I waited in a bathroom stall

until they texted.

When Wukong gets paid, he keeps his word.

And you said all of this to the cops

when they questioned you, right?

I did, yeah.

He knew the woman's account ID

and her password as well.

I just used that password

to log in to a Find My Phone app,

-and tracked her down to this location.

-You must be proud of yourself.

Whoa, I ain't bragging.

I'm just saying

I took a picture of this building as proof

and sent him the photo.

If you do forensic analysis

on the prick's cell phone,

you'll find the photo that I sent.

That's what I'm saying.

What a pervert, right?

I'd k*ll to see that civil servant's face.

You said you knew nothing.

But they're a civil servant?

No, no, that's not it.

He just checks his phone

certain times during the day.

He can't be reached

between 8:00 and 5:00.

I just know civil servants are uptight

about that weird-a*s rule.

You can wire the money now.

That's really all I've got for you.

New Deposit: 350,000 won

That's public broadcasting for you.

Wow, you guys are stingy. Ooh!

Didn't even wanna round it up.

Man, y'all did me dirty.

What a dildo.

Eight o'clock in the morning

till five in the afternoon…

That's a little long for a piano lesson.

Choi Hoseong

I'm sure you've been…

waiting for my call.

It's quite late.

Why are you calling?

I may be a patient…

but I'm rather popular, you see.

One of Ms. Nam's close acquaintances

just so happens to be an old fan of mine.

I was going to keep it secret at first,

but I know you value honesty,

so I decided to tell you myself, Soryong.

Ah, no, wait…

I'm just saying I took a picture

of this building as proof,

and sent him the photo.

He just checks his phone

certain times during the day.

He can't be reached between 8:00 and 5:00.

I just know civil servants are uptight

about that weird-a*s rule.

I'm sorry for coming here unannounced.

How'd he know…

that Gayeon was staying here?

Ms. Nam, you there?

Come on, please.

Please.

Come on, can you reconsider?

Gayeon!

Ms. Oh.

I just checked, Ms. Nam is safe.

Police are patrolling the area as well.

And she never revealed to Mr. Lee

that she was staying at the network?

Not just him, but anyone.

She didn't tell a single person.

Didn't want word getting out.

Choi Hoseong

could just be messing with us,

but something's off.

Soryong.

Can't you reconsider… airing this episode?

Seeing Ms. Nam has made me think

there are just some things

that'll never end.

Even if we cover this story.

Is this the Nahee I've always known?

You seem completely different,

not just as a person,

but as a colleague as well.

I know you have a connection

'cause Ms. Nam was

the first victim you covered

after becoming head writer.

But this is wrong.

Or…

is there something I'm not aware of?

Is that it?

If I do tell you,

do you think it'll change your mind?

She's my daughter.

But you're not married.

Or…

How'd you end up with a child this old

without a guy around?

I adopted her.

Three years ago.

I'd been visiting the orphanage

since she was a baby

to take care of her.

Once she was old enough to go to school,

the directors came to me.

They needed my address

for her school registration.

They asked if I'd adopt her.

It was my first case and I…

ended up with a daughter.

Huh?

This child…

Before the wedding,

Choi Hoseong did something terrible

to Ms. Nam.

Her fiancé at the time heard the news

and was very supportive and understanding.

But then the incident happened.

Ms. Nam realized

that she was pregnant with her

and was already too far along

for an ab*rtion.

They told her

that if she wanted an ab*rtion,

they'd have to cut her open

and k*ll the living child.

She simply didn't have it in her

to go through with it.

And you know,

it's why I never get attached

to any victims we help out

in any of our cases since that one.

Actually, I didn't wanna get attached.

It was better for me emotionally

to be a heartless b*tch.

Does Ms. Nam know?

Why are you telling me this right now?

Well, I'm worried

that psychopath will get out.

I'm worried that he'll find out

that this child exists

and he might try to do something awful.

We've seen it. It happens way too often.

So many women have come to us,

afraid, and wind up being k*lled.

And you know something?

I've completely changed.

I'm a coldhearted b*tch.

I don't let these cases affect me anymore…

if it means

I can guarantee my daughter's safety.

Okay?

If I ever doubted myself…

you taught me to weigh two options,

whether to save one person alone,

or allow their story to save everybody.

Soryong, please.

That's…

all the more reason to air this thing

to protect your child as well.

He never would've

gotten out of prison if we…

if we lived in a world with common sense.

If we just let this case go,

then we can expect to see

a second and third coming of Choi Hoseong.

If we can end

this horrific cycle of m*rder…

then we gotta do it.

We have to do it.

That's you.

I wouldn't have expected any less.

Damn it.

Oh. Hello.

Hello.

Have a seat.

I'm sorry for contacting you

so early this morning.

It's okay.

Uh…

to be honest, I was kind of hoping…

uh, that you'd be… able to help with, uh…

with me and Gayeon getting back together.

I don't like

beating around the bush, okay?

So let me come right out and say it.

Sure. Please, whatever you need.

You remember

coming to our office with flowers?

It was the day

after Gayeon's stalker incident.

Yeah.

She revealed to us…

that she never informed you

where exactly she might be staying.

How'd you know she was there?

Uh…

Uh, well…

Uh…

The, uh… the truth is…

Oh, sorry, give me a minute.

Hey, let me call you back

in a little while.

You're gonna wanna hear this.

It's about receiving the retainer fee.

I just remembered something.

What is it?

I remembered something

coming back to the stall.

That day, when they took the ring back,

I was curious, so I took a little peek.

Hi, Ms. Hong.

Aren't you gonna go in?

For the Choi Hoseong case meeting?

Nope. Got to finish up tomorrow's episode.

Okay.

We'll interview his old classmates…

Guess the out-of-town training

worked for them.

Uh, Ms. Oh,

are you and Ms. Hong fighting?

She says she's not coming.

I think her work's just an excuse.

The writers and I stayed up,

doing some digging,

and it appears that Choi Hoseong's lawyer

was a classmate of the prosecutor

who approved

the suspension of his sentence.

In fact, they passed the bar together,

completed their education

at the Judicial Research

and Training Institute.

Wow, so they must be close then.

This type of preferential treatment

is common,

according to our in-house council.

Lots of former officials do it.

So…

why are they doing

secret arrangements if Hoseong…

really does have this disorder?

It's gonna take forever

for the Medical Association to write back.

How do we speed that up?

You're now on a call

with a University of California doctor

who wasn't cheap.

Can you hear me? Hello, Doctor.

It's Oh Soryong from Trigger.

Right. So…

I'm looking over

the medical record you emailed.

So what do you think?

Is he faking everything?

You should know

that diagnosing an individual with DID

is a very controversial issue.

Normally, expert psychoanalysts

or clinical psychologists

would monitor the patient as a team

for an extended period of time.

Since everything about the patient

undergoes a total shift,

their conduct, voice, intonation, as well

as their drawing and writing styles,

it's crucial

that we check for consistencies

between the patients' personalities.

Uh, however, concerning this patient,

he was diagnosed by one doctor

after just a short time.

That was the one accepted

for grounds of suspension of sentence.

And honestly,

I find that rather irregular.

What do you suggest we do

if Choi Hoseong

continues to pretend…

to have this disorder?

My honest opinion…

If he does that…

…there's no real way to be sure.

First of all, the court approving

to suspend his sentence

on such flimsy evidence

is complete madness.

If you have no way to prove his crime

beyond a shadow of a doubt,

it will take a lot

to send him back to prison.

Oh… uh, I should go.

Ms. Hong's asking for me. Excuse me.

Good luck.

We'll be adding a Choi Hoseong tipline

at the end of tomorrow's episode

and air Choi's episode next week.

Giho, keep bugging

the Medical Association for an update.

And Do,

go find the prosecutor doing this.

Let it slip we're reporting the case,

no matter what.

We're gonna scare these guys

into making a move.

Okay.

Fraud Realtor

All right, I'm leaving as well,

since I'm busy too.

That's what I like about you, Ms. Oh.

You're up there on a cliff, all alone…

and you keep at it,

you don't waver from your conviction,

all cool-like.

As if it doesn't bother you at all.

That's what I like.

Oseong National Psychiatric Hospital

Have you sniffed out my admirer yet?

Actually,

I'm only here to deliver some good news.

Let's hear it. Tell me what you got.

Get this…

You should know…

Nam Gayeon married her coworker.

The wedding was today.

He's a good guy, Mr. Lee Muo.

That's odd.

Didn't you say

you barely even remember her face?

It seems that… has upset you.

That prick is the guy,

he's my secret admirer.

Lee Muo.

Ah…

Are you suggesting to me…

that you schemed for Mr. Lee

to pretend to fall in love with her,

and he ended up falling for her for real?

Damn her, that Gayeon.

That dumb b*tch is a horrible judge

of the men who pursue her.

The girl is nothing

but a f*cking wh*re! Goddammit!

Sluts like her can only blame themselves

for stupidly falling

for assholes like that! It's true!

The b*tch deserves to be beaten

for the rest of her f*cking life!

Lee Muo seemed like a nice man though.

You sure this isn't…

just all in your head?

You've made some outlandish claims,

you know what I mean?

Look what I got, huh?

Damn it, you got to look!

It's just in my head, huh?

That right there…

is an offering from that f*ck.

So hurry up

and go tell that b*tch, all right?

Tell her she needs to break it off

with that dangerous shithead!

Miss…

…can I have that ring?

If I don't get it back,

your friend will yell at me.

Do you…

know what this is?

That ring belongs to my friend.

Please give it back. Please…

You're wrong.

No, this ring right here

belongs to a teacher.

I promised I'd get it back to her.

No…

Can you please give it back to me?

Oh, please?

Then…

you want to give it to her?

Give it to Ms. Nam.

I'm sure she'd love that.

Mm-hmm.

I'll give it to her.

I'll make sure she gets it.

Yeah, right.

That was some pitiful acting.

You should've honed your craft more.

If this is someone else,

how would you have Hoseong's memories?

I don't know what you're saying.

What happened, ma'am?

Whenever one personality comes out,

the other ones lose their memory,

and remain unaware of anything happening.

Oh, I guess

there's one thing you can look out for.

Which is?

DID is always…

accompanied by symptoms of amnesia.

Isn't that the card you played

to get placed here?

So you could receive treatment in custody?

So what now?

You seem to…

know Ms. Nam,

little boy.

I'm impressed.

Considering I fooled the doctors,

it's that obvious?

Cut.

Enough of the charade.

Skip to the part where I say…

I look forward

to seeing you back in prison.

You're already in custody…

Now I just take care of the accomplice

you got out there.

Damn it!

Give it back! Damn it!

It's already in the cloud by now.

So breaking that's pointless.

- You!

- Go ahead though.

A little present.

I'm gonna…

I'm gonna follow that b*tch

till the day I die!

She'll never be rid of me,

not even in f*cking death!

No.

You're mistaken.

Nam Gayeon was rid of you

the moment you walked in here.

Shitty stalkers

and wannabe K*llers like you…

belong in prison.

Your perverted admirer is all you deserve.

Maybe you two…

can be reunited.

Maybe a conjugal can be arranged?

Let go!

You just had to go and make enemies.

I'm gonna k*ll you!

You're gonna wanna hear this.

It's about receiving the retainer fee.

That day, when they took the ring back,

I was curious, so I took a little peek.

But get this.

Their shoes were like

a men's size six, at most.

They had… super tiny feet.

The truth is…

I got advice from Ms. Kim on this…

since I barely…

have any dating experience.

Hi, everyone, my name's Nam Gayeon.

I'll be teaching Korean, 3rd grade.

-Looking forward to working here.

-Welcome!

You know Ms. Nam,

the new teacher?

- Yeah.

- You remember that wedding sh**ting?

Apparently, she was the bride.

Wow! No way.

What if he wasn't stalking her,

but there was something going on

between them?

Nam Eungyeong

Choi Hoseong mass sh**ting

Student Murders Teacher's Husband-to-be

Stalking Ends With 30-year Sentence

That day, I also received a call

telling me that something horrible

had happened to Ms. Nam.

And that I should hurry over

to the network,

since that's where she was.

That's why I went over.

- Hi, Ms. Kim.

- Oh, hi.

Visitor Name: Kim Bomin

Patient Name: Choi Hoseong

Visit Request Complete

What's going on?

How'd you know

I went to the network that day?

What are you talking about? What is this?

Want me to show you what you texted me…

Ms. Kim?

How could you do that to a coworker?

One you considered a friend?

You're a monster.

That's not true.

I swear it's not true.

I…

Come on, we all talked behind her back.

You all talked about going online…

to see what she did 10 years ago.

You all agreed how cold-hearted she was,

and couldn't believe

she was going back into teaching.

I shouldn't be getting singled out

like this!

It's bad enough gossiping…

it's despicable.

But what you did…

you put my life in danger!

I pity you.

How you were so deprived of love…

that you worshiped a m*rder*r.

The rest of your disgusting fangirl act,

do that from prison…

once the school fires you.

I'm looking for a Ms. Kim Bomi?

Choi Hoseong will be… going back to prison

as soon as… tomorrow morning,

the police said.

A thought occurred to me

back in the office…

Whether or not the man's in prison,

I don't think I'll ever find…

a place

where I can remain hidden for good.

Sometimes I do miss…

days before the internet.

Strange, considering what I do.

Ms. Hong said you're airing an episode

about what happened.

Uh…

Please treat it carefully,

with the honor it deserves,

so we don't have any more…

victims like me.

I'll do that.

Can you believe how many psychos

just look like normal people?

Apparently, they exchanged tons of letters

while he was in prison.

When he went to the hospital,

she acted like his cousin to gain access.

-b*tch is nuts.

-I bet she'll write

a book about it one day.

"Our Love Story,"

something like that.

Ew, gross, that creeps me out.

The producers,

they get compensated regularly

and once they're burned out,

they get rotated to different shows.

So, what about us writers, huh?

We work our asses off

and make hardly anything.

It just drains our health.

I know, right?

I haven't had a nice meal in so long

because of all these

Choi Hoseong calls we get.

How much longer… till we're promoted?

This life is over. Over.

Ms. Hong will have to go somewhere else,

if we're gonna get head writer,

-which will never happen.

-She and Ms. Oh aren't getting along.

If things get worse… who knows, right?

The informant…

Ugh, that guy.

Can we ever take a break?

Jeez.

Watch and learn.

He'll never ask me for a story ever again.

Watch me.

Hey, Mr. Han.

Yes?

I set up a meeting for you.

- What meeting?

- The shaman from earlier.

You were interested, right?

-Sort of, I guess.

-Right.

-Didn't say I'd do it.

-Mm…

Well, you should have been

a little more clear then.

We only have two more hours to go.

This shaman is tenacious.

If you cancel the meeting,

she might come over to the office

to perform a sword dance.

Why don't you just…

go and meet her for now?

That's how it's done.

You should use it on the amoeba.

Ugh, he is such an eyesore.

-Let's go together.

-Where to?

-The meeting.

-Huh?

Let's… go together.

- Let's all go.

- Huh?

Wait, what?

Together?

The Third Informant

You're gonna be a producer.

I'm a writer though.

Producing is for you,

writing just causes you headaches.

- That's why I've been struggling.

- Oh…

Hmm… eldest son.

No, second out of two.

But you play the role of the eldest son.

Whatever.

You were contacting us nonstop

because of your guardian spirit,

so just tell us already.

There's a Tasalgunung Gut ritual.

It's to appease

the spirits of the wrongfully k*lled

as to prevent misfortunes

among the living.

I performed it recently…

I witnessed a presence

which seemed to be burning in fire.

What exactly do you want us to know?

Us shamans also have a community.

They all visited me in the hospital

saying the same thing,

that they too had performed this ritual

for that family.

For 10 years, they sought out

the best shamans in the nation

to perform the exact same gut

for their child's well-being.

And something bad happened

to every shaman,

just like me.

Don't you find that strange?

Well, who's the client?

No one knows.

All we've heard is he's the head

of an incredibly wealthy family,

but no one knows which company he owns,

or who he is.

-And you want us to find that out?

-That's right.

I'm worried that we could be involved

in something criminal.

He could be mafia.

And your guardian spirit doesn't know?

Oh, I didn't ask.

I kept seeing visions

of this show with the logo…

You know,

the one with the g*n scope on it.

The guardian spirit's trying to warn us

is what I'd guess.

If anyone is holding a grudge against you,

you must take care.

Watch out for fires in particular.

Just make sure you don't…

get yourself burned, okay?

Lots of people have a grudge against us.

Cho Haewon

-I better get going now.

-Us too.

You should make an offering

to the guardian spirit

before you go, at least.

What offering?

1,000 won should do it

to change your fortunes for the better.

You.

Me?

Looks like

your lover's had a change of heart.

-Huh?

-There's a breakup coming soon.

Uh… uh…

-Let's go.

-Uh, right. Goodbye.

Han Do, Producer at Trigger

Oseong National Psychiatric Hospital

Stop it!

Oh, my God, Dad?

Uh… how'd you get in here?

Oh.

I was able to get in as--

It's your last day here.

The director…

you paid him off again, right?

Just don't be friends with him, Dad.

Dad, please.

Dad, please help me.

I don't wanna go back

to prison tomorrow, Dad.

I don't want to, please.

Please… Pretty please.

-Help me, Dad. Please help me, Dad.

-Hoseong.

You remember our deal?

You would stay out of jail,

as long as you were committed here,

and you promised

to keep yourself out of trouble.

This is all 'cause of that damn b*tch.

It's her fault.

Ah…

I got a plan.

Just bring that stupid b*tch over here.

Let's do that. Right?

That'll solve everything.

And Dad,

if you can't bring her to me alive,

then just chop off the b*tch's head

and bring me that instead, huh?

I'll make sure to scoop out her eyeballs

so she'll never lay her eyes

on any other f*ck! Huh?

That is the least f*cking thing

you can do for me! Huh?

Get that b*tch in here!

At least keep the cops away!

Damn it! Do something, you piece of sh*t!

All right, Hoseong. I'll do that for you.

It's okay, Hoseong. I'll bring her.

I'm gonna take care of it.

Dad, are you really gonna do

all that for me?

Of course I will. I'm gonna do it.

I'm gonna do everything you want.

At first,

I couldn't admit the fact

that you were broken.

So I did everything I could

to try to fix you.

Just the way you would a broken violin.

I tried tightening the nut,

I tried replacing the bridge

that had come loose,

but…

no more.

If we keep this up,

too many people will suffer because of us.

Hoseong,

one nap is all it'll take

to fix you for good.

No more noises out of tune.

Instead, you'll sound beautiful again

like a new instrument.

Baek Songi, we need to talk.

Yes.

The wall graffiti.

Got any leads?

Uh, no, I've got nothing.

That's surprising.

If anyone could find them…

I thought you'd be able to.

I actually found them.

We obtained this

from a friendly cabbie's dash cam.

I gave you an opportunity

to come clean with the truth,

and you squandered it.

So tell me…

why'd you do it?

I only did it…

…just because

I was worried about you, Ms. Oh.

I've also heard

the urban legend about Cha Seongwook.

That everyone who investigates him

is k*lled or disappears.

To make things worse,

Cho Haewon actually showed up,

and President Koo's dead set

on getting rid of you.

Even if the rest of the media's

with Hanju,

I wanted what I wrote to cause some buzz

so that someone else would end up

taking on the Cha Seongwook case.

It's just that I'm so scared

something might happen.

I don't want you getting hurt.

I'm so sorry.

You still don't know me at all.

I'll see this case through till the end.

If someone else ends up

taking on this case,

I wouldn't give up,

I'd use the opportunity to work together.

I feel like

you're an older sister to me, Ms. Oh.

Or even a mother.

You're my family.

If something happened to you

while you were covering

the Cha Seongwook case,

-then I could not--

-Baek Songi.

Have you learned nothing

from working here?

Have I not gotten through to you

this entire time?

You're relieved of your role here,

effective immediately.

That shaman we talked to earlier,

it's obvious she's lying.

None of her guesses were correct, right?

Who… Who knows?

Maybe they'll come true soon.

I see you've got some faith.

What's with the pee-b*mber?

-What?

-I think he has a crush on me.

Huh?

I can't even…

Taehwadang Shaman:

Beware of women this month

They could cause you great trouble

Especially ones with an O in their names

Oh Soryong?

Cho Haewon

The Final Informant

Ugh, he is such an eyesore.

Kang Giho was born to be an assistant.

For sure!

He's like a crazy chicken.

Running around with his head cut off

when working on his own story.

But as soon as Ms. Oh needs him

for backup, he's in the zone.

Giho simply doesn't have

what it takes to be a main producer.

I totally agree.

He should just… stay an assistant.

Let's go together.

- Where to?

- The meeting.