01x14 - The Best Revenge

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EPISODE 14
THE BEST REVENGE

What is this, you psychopath?

I told you.

It's a t*rture machine.

Let me show you.

What is that?

Are you going to k*ll me with that?

No.

I said I'd make you beg me to k*ll you.

Shall we...

get started then?

No, don't.

No. You can't.

No!

What are you doing, you pervert?

I'm getting ready.

To t*rture you.

What shall I start with?

I should probably start
with the least painful.

Oh, yes.

This will do.

What? Are you going to crush my hand?

I should.

You used it to take
inappropriate photos of other people.

So it should be crushed.

Don't.

Don't do it!

It hurts!

You hurt my hand, you *******!

I'll report you to the police!

Report me? Sure, go ahead.

I didn't hit your hand.

You can call the police,
but there's no evidence.

I never hit your hand.

I hit this rubber hand right here.

So there's no evidence that I hit you.

What?

Then why does it hurt?

Tell me, why does it hurt?

I never hit your hand,
so why does it hurt?

It's because...

You didn't hit my hand.
So why did it hurt?

You want to know why?

It's because your premotor cortex thinks

that this rubber hand belongs to you.

When I used the brush earlier
to stroke your hand and the rubber hand,

your premotor cortex
combined what you could see and feel

and registered the rubber hand
as a part of your body.

Oh, my. This is truly fascinating.

But will this work?

We could use the fear it invokes.

It'd feel even more painful and terrifying

without understanding
the theory behind it.

It's because

I'm able to control your brain.

As you know, I'm a smart psychopath.

I can make your brain feel pain

without laying a finger on you,

as you just experienced.

It'd be no fun to experience
the same kind of pain again.

How about I make you feel
the pain of having your hand sliced?

Or...

how about the pain of
having your nails pulled out?

Actually,

I should start with this one.

Stop, you *******!

The pain of
getting your wrist chopped off.

This one's a the least painful,

so let's start with this.

No! Don't!

Please spare me!

If you want me to spare you,

hand over the photos.

I don't have them.

How dare you lie to my face?

I'm telling you the truth!

I never took any photos.

-What?
-I never took any photos of Yi-na.

There are no photos.

I lied to give her a hard time.

But Yi-na said she saw one.

That was...

just a photo of her skirt riding up.

An Hye-yeong's the one who took it.

Well...

I don't believe you.

Don't believe me then!
What do you want me to do?

-I'll chop your wrist off!
-No!

I'll show you my phone.
I'll show you everything!

Oh yeah?

I need to check with my own eyes.

It's in my pocket.

What's the passcode?

Your passcode.

It's 030415.

If I find that you have
any more photos of Yi-na,

I'll smack you once for every photo.

What kind of grown-up acts like this?

Me.

I do.

And since you
messed with the wrong person,

you'd better do as I say.

Darn you. I said there are no photos!

See for yourself!

Okay.

So you're telling the truth.

Why did you do that to Yi-na?

To get back at her.

For what?

Just because

I asked her out but rejected me
and started seeing someone else.

Boys like you
end up becoming a*usive boyfriends.

Get this etched into your brain.

"When a woman says no, she means it."

"I don't want you either. Goodbye."

What does it mean when a woman says no?

"She means it."

"I don't want you either. Goodbye."

One more time.

What does it mean when a woman says no?

"She means it.
I don't want you either. Goodbye."

Repeat it 100 times

and get it etched into your brain.

Go.

"When a woman says no, she means it."

"I don't want you either. Goodbye."

One.

Ninety-nine.

"When a woman says no, she means it."

"I don't want you either. Goodbye."

A hundred. Okay.

Now, let me go!

There's one more thing you have to do
before I let you go.

How about another round of t*rture?

Fine, I'll do it!

I said I'll do it!

Gosh, it worked.

It must've terrified him
that someone rumored to be a psycho

could hurt him
without laying a hand on him.

It really is terrifying.

Even I was scared.

So you're saying

that message wasn't sent by Yi-na?

No.

I did it.

While Yi-na was passed out,

I unlocked her phone
using her fingerprint.

To frame her for what happened to Eun-h*?

What happened to Eun-h*?

Drop your eyes.

I said, drop your eyes.

Drop your eyes when I tell you to!

Drop your eyes!

Okay.

I have evidence of you punching Eun-h*.

If you don't tell the police the truth,

I'll show them this.

Then all hell will break loose.

And since I'm a psychopath,

I don't know what kind of pain
I might inflict on you next.

Do you understand?

What happened was...

We were just goofing around,
but that idiot...

Goodness.

Hey, what are you doing?

If you're going to take photos,
make them sexy

so we can use them as wallpaper photos.

Should I?

Okay.

Send them to me too.

Don't.

Don't!

Stop, you guys.

Jeez, seriously?

How touching.

Stop getting on our nerves and move aside.

Did you not hear me?

I told you to move!

Stop.

Look at this ******* loser.

Drop your eyes.

I said, drop your eyes.

Drop your eyes when I tell you to!

Drop your eyes!

I never meant to hurt him.

He just suddenly came at me.

It was an accident.

Then you should've called an ambulance.

Why did you frame Yi-na?

Exactly.

How dare he try to frame my daughter?

Kim Hyeon-jun.

You'll be turned over to the prosecution
for causing grievous bodily harm.

Geum Yi-na.

You look scary as hell
when you're glaring.

Apologize to me.

Let's just drop it.

I told you to apologize.

You should be thanking me.

I cleared your name. Isn't that enough?

I told you to apologize.

Yi-na.

Dad.

I'm here to get an apology from him.

I need to hear his apology.

As you should.

Only then will her brain regain peace
after being falsely accused.

Now,

begin your apology.

Yi-na,

I'm sorry.

What I did was wrong.

Happy now?

Darn it.

Eun-h*.

Eun-h*, are you awake?

Thank goodness!

I'll get the doctor.

Mom.

Yes?

They did this to me.

Yi-na, how did it go?

Did you see him? Are you all right?

I'm totally fine.

She laid a massive one on him.

It was quite the punch.

Really?

Yes, and I feel so much better.

Dr. Shin, I feel a weight has been lifted.

That's because your nucleus accumbens
has been activated.

-"The nucleus accumbens"?
-"The nucleus accumbens"?

Here's the thing about the brain.

The act of revenge induces pleasure
by stimulating the nucleus accumbens,

which regulates moods and emotions.

Now if you'll excuse me.

Dr. Shin!

Thank you for clearing my name!

Thank you so much!

Thank you, Dr. Brain!
I'll never forget this!

Shouldn't we invite him
over for a meal sometime?

He's our savior.

A meal isn't enough.
We should throw him a party.

I'd like that too,
but he probably won't agree to it.

Dad, we have to invite
Eun-h* to the party too.

He's awake!

My gosh. Really?

You're right.

This does call for a party.

That's such a relief to hear.

KOREA NATIONAL UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL

I heard about what happened.

It's all my fault.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

But are you okay?

I think I suddenly blacked out.

I'm all right.

Nothing happened.

I'm glad.

By the way, what happened to those jerks?

The other kids
were turned over to the prosecution.

The prosecution will decide

whether to try them
as juveniles or adults.

I see.

I wasn't able to see
that Yi-na was a victim too.

I'm truly sorry.

Please don't be.

Eun-h* only got hurt
while trying to protect Yi-na.

I should be the one apologizing.

Yi-na came by to see him almost every day.

I gave her an earful,

but she kept coming back.

Stop coming here. Just leave!

I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.

Please let me see him just once.

She must've felt so misunderstood.

Thinking back, I feel terrible.

You raised her well, Mr. Geum.

I heard a compliment thanks to you.

What kind of a compliment?

Just a compliment.

I'm so proud of you, honey.

What is it?

We're having a party.

A party to celebrate
Yi-na's name being cleared.

Don't forget to bring Dr. Brain.

Sure. I'll give him a call.

Don't get your hopes up though. Bye.

Your mom wants to invite
Dr. Brain over for dinner.

Sounds great! Call him right now.

He doesn't like to eat with other people.

No way.

That's so cool.

You think everything he does is cool.

Eating together is how people grow closer.

That man is needlessly haughty and cold.

Then how about this?

Dr. Shin, it's Yi-na.
Please open the door.

What is she doing here?

Eun-h* regained his consciousness.

That's good news.

Did you have to come
all this way to tell me that?

How about a dinner together

to celebrate Eun-h* waking up
and my name being cleared?

Just you and me?

That's what I'd prefer but...

Come on, that would be no good.

I would join you guys.

I prepared all the food.

Wow! Your house is so cool.

My goodness.

This is so nice.

It's like one of those homes
you see in magazines.

Can I look around?

I think you already are.

Wow. Look, Mom.

Look at all those books.

No way.

Dr. Shin must've read all of them.

Don't be ridiculous.
They're only for display.

Just think about it.

No one could read this many books.

Hey...

What do you think you're doing?

I don't know. I'm sorry.

I was dragged here myself.

They insisted on having a meal with you.

Dr. Brain is busy,
so let's get on with the party.

He's right. Let's hurry.

We'll get it set up right away.

A party?

We prepared quite a lot

for today's party.

I'm getting a bad feeling.

I'm sure it'll make you laugh.

Let's take off our jackets.

One, two, three.

-Ta-da.
-Ta-da.

I'm sorry.
This was the only photo I had of us.

You look adorable
in this photo, Dr. Brain.

We got one for you as well.

Ta-da.

Did you really think I'd wear this?

No, we just thought we'd offer.

He's getting upset.
Let's eat quickly and get out of here.

Cover the shirts
and put that back in the bag.

-Come on.
-Let's eat.

I put forth my best work.

What do you think?

It tastes fine.

Please enjoy, Dr. Shin.

Next time, I'll do the cooking.

There's no need.

By the way, I have a question to ask.

How did you get the boy to confess?

I tortured him

in a very brutal way.

He didn't physically t*rture him.

He just tortured the kid's brain.

Gosh.

That's awesome.

Teach me so I can do it
to get revenge on people.

-Yi-na.
-Yi-na.

What?

Seeing him tremble gave me such a thrill.

That's because your brain
got a taste of the thrill of revenge.

Do you still feel that way?

No, not anymore.

I just feel

so-so.

That's exactly it.

As I told you before,

the act of revenge stimulates
the nucleus accumbens in our brains,

which gives us a thrill.

-Yes.
-Yes.

But once the activation dies down,
the pleasure subsides,

and the good feeling deteriorates.

At that point, you may be overcome
with a negative emotion.

You'd need to exact a more drastic revenge

to feel the same kind of pleasure again.

It's similar to the way an alcoholic
gradually craves more and more alcohol.

So that means you can
get addicted to revenge too.

That's right.

That's why there's a saying that goes,

"The best revenge
is to smile at loathing."

So, Yi-na, living a happy life

is the best revenge, all right?

Yes. That's what I'm going to do.

So I've come to a decision.

I'm going to

marry you, Dr. Shin.

Yi-na, don't you think
the age gap is a little too big?

Who cares about that?

Dr. Shin is a hero.

The hero of my life.

Yes, I hear you.

But you don't marry a hero.

You simply thank him.

Marrying a hero is a massive headache.

He'd have no time for you.

He'd be out all the time serving justice.

Then I'll be out with him.

But you don't care
about things like justice.

I do now.

I started caring
after what I went through.

But when it comes to a future spouse,
his job matters the most.

You're right.

Dr. Brain is unemployed.

You might end up having to support him.

Come on, honey.

You can't say that to his face.

Who cares if he's unemployed?
I can support him.

Don't you worry, Dr. Shin.

Forget it.

I'm glad you brought it up.

Someone got me fired,
so I must return to my job search.

The party's over.

Please get out quickly and immediately.

Dr. Brain, we're sorry if we offended you.

Yes. I apologize.

This offended, jobless bum
is at his wit's end.

Get up, everyone.

Wait, I should clean all this up first.

But I have more to say.

I'm really sorry.
We'll clean all this up and leave.

Just leave it. Get out.

But...

-Get out.
-It won't take long.

We're so sorry.

My jacket.

Let me put all this away.

Just leave it.

-But...
-Please leave.

Get home safely then.

Thanks for your time, Dr. Brain.
Sorry again!

Dr. Brain, I left some food in the fridge.

Make sure you eat it.

Dr. Shin, I'll come back another time!

No you won't. Let's go home.

My goodness.

Goodness.

It's all thanks to him
that I'm unemployed.

What a crazy family.

Did Dr. Shin call today?

No, sir.

Are you sure you didn't miss it?

I have Dr. Shin's number
saved on my phone.

Hand over your phone, will you?

DR. SHIN HA-RU

I think he's screening our calls.

He lacks courage.

He lacks the courage to face pain.

I shall send him a present

to help him find the courage.

Will you help me?

Captain.

Hello.

How is Yi-na doing?

She's doing much better.

She's back to her grumbling self.

I'm relieved to see it.

That's good to know.

It's all thanks to everyone's help.

Would you...

like to grab some refreshments?

Where is everyone?

Hello, this is Seobu Police Station's
Neuroscientific Investigation Team.

You're a service provider?

Yes.

Just a moment.

Kim Hyeon-jun and An Hye-yeong?

Are you sure
the request was made by our team?

They requested Kim Hyeon-jun
and An Hye-yeong's

cell phone records?

Yes, I understand.

I'll send over the missing documents.

Bye.

Kim Hyeon-jun, that's...

And An Hye-yeong is...

Why would this team
pull their phone records?

The case was taken by
Women and Juveniles Affairs.

It can't be.

Hello, Dr. Brain.

Can I ask you something?

Yes.

Are you allowed to request phone records
for another team's case?

Are you asking
if we can ask a service provider

to pull phone records
for a case that's not ours?

Exactly.

No, of course not.

That would cause a huge problem.

Times have changed.

We'd be formally disciplined
if we got caught.

"Disciplined"?

That's forgery of official documentation.
It's serious.

You could get into real trouble.

If you see Detective Geum,
tell him I'm in a meeting.

Sure.

I think I have something huge
on Detective Geum.

Here.

You were so supportive with Yi-na's case.

Thank you.

This isn't enough to thank you.

I'll buy you dinner sometime.

You don't have to do that.

By the way, Captain.

Do I make you feel uncomfortable?

What?

No, you don't.

That's good. I've gotten over it too.

To me, you're back to
being my captain again.

You don't have to feel awkward around me.

Right. Neither do you.

You go ahead.

I have to take care of something.

All right then.

Come to the parking lot?

What's this about? My goodness.

It's so cold!

Gosh, you scared me!

What's going on?

This feels all too familiar.

I'm relieved to know
that your hippocampus is functioning well.

We had a fight here once.

-Remember it?
-Of course I do.

You looked like you were about to k*ll me
and yelled at me nonstop.

How could I forget?

What's this about anyway?

I have something on you at last.

You act like a saint,
but I've found your flaw.

You requested Kim Hyeon-jun
and An Hye-yeong's phone records,

didn't you?

My goodness.

You actually look like
you know nothing about it.

Your acting is improving by the day.

Drop the act.

The service provider called,

saying they received
a request to cooperate.

And I happened to be there to pick up.

Since it's not our case,
you must have forged the request form.

That face confirms my suspicion.

So you did commit forgery.

Look, Dr. Brain.

You see...

I can explain.

I'm sure you did it for Yi-na.

You were probably worried
that your daughter

would end up with a criminal record
because of a false accusation.

Yes.

That's right.

So...

You want me to let it go
because it was for your daughter?

I did what I did for the advancement
of Korean neuroscience.

But what happened to me?

I got kicked out of the lab
to which I devoted everything

and became unemployed.

All because you accused me of forgery.

Do you now understand
how wronged I must have felt?

I feel very bad about what happened.

I didn't know
things would get out of hand like that.

I let it slip over a drink
with a reporter I know well.

Call Reporter Moon.

I'd like to let some things slip too.

Please.

Just don't go public with it.

Why should I listen to you?

I got chewed up by the media

and humiliated on a national scale.

I'm truly sorry.

You ruined my career.

You think "sorry" cuts it?

Then what will it take
for you to forgive me?

Since it happened while I was drunk,

I'll quit drinking.

Goodness. You're being ridiculous.

That would be to your benefit, not mine.

I guess you're right.

Then what do you want?

Do you want me to leave the force?

Good idea.

Look, I said that without thinking.

Show me that you can
take responsibility for your own words.

Listen, Dr. Brain...

As you hand in your resignation,

think carefully about how I must've felt

when I was kicked off the organization
I had been so devoted to,

all because of
something you said mindlessly.

As they say,
everyone has a little dirty laundry.

See?

He acted like he'd never do no wrong.

You're right.

I guess all parents are powerless
before their children.

Do you think he'll really resign?

There's no way he will.

Knowing Detective Geum's brain,
he might actually do it.

We'll wait and see.

If he really quits...

you'd be getting your revenge.

You're right.

How do you think you'd feel?

Isn't revenge always sweet?

Why did I do that?

What is it?

Is something the matter, Dad?

Yes, just something.

What's going on?

Well,

it's not the kind of thing
you can help out with.

Really?

Then you should ask Dr. Brain for help.

He's a hero, after all.

He can solve anything and everything.

Honey.

Enough with the superhero nonsense.

Let's just eat.

Yi-na, dip it in this.

I should've called in advance.

It's okay. We just started eating anyway.

Something's up with Dad, though.

You're right. I can tell from his face.

Something is troubling him.

What is it? What's bothering you?

It's all because of you.

Why do you keep coming over?

People will think we're still married.
We're divorced, remember?

Can't divorced couples...

"...eat pig's trotters together?
Is it ill*gal?"

Don't use that line. Don't you dare.

Fine.

I won't.

Just eat this. Here.

I'm in no state
to be eating this with you right now.

Oh, right.

I might have to open a restaurant
and sell this stuff soon.

When I do, come and help my business.

Eat up then.

A restaurant?

Why all of a sudden?

My gosh. Did he lose his job?

What? No way.

As you hand in your resignation,

think carefully about how I must've felt

when I was kicked off the organization
I had been so devoted to,

all because of
something you said mindlessly.

He wasn't joking.

If I don't quit, he won't stay quiet.

I can't even ask why they did it.

Gosh, what a headache.

I'm losing my mind.

Darn it.

SEOBU POLICE STATION

A letter of resignation?

You're quitting?

What is this random nonsense?

Sometimes in life

there comes a time for random nonsense.

But why? What is your reason?

It's just...

This is nuts.

Why are you doing this?

Are you going through a midlife crisis?

Maybe I am.

Why am I suddenly tearing up?

It's definitely a midlife crisis.

My eyes are tearing up too.

What can you do though?
You have to earn a living.

You need to swallow your tears
and put up with it.

How will you make ends meet?

Well, I guess I'll just

go hungry

and starve to death.

Come on, why are you being like this?

Hold on.

Did you win the lottery or something?

If I did, I wouldn't be standing here now.

I'd have gently placed
my resignation letter and left.

Then why are you doing this?

Are you depressed?

If I lay around at home drinking
without anything to do,

I'll become an alcoholic.

Then naturally, I'll become depressed.

Then why are you quitting?

I'll be sure to tell you one day

before I become a depressed alcoholic
and starve to death.

I'll take some time off

and do a proper handover
before I leave for good.

I'll be off then.

Why are you giving me that annoying look?

You won't have to put up with me for long.

Soon, I'll be gone for good.

Here, take this.

After today,
we won't see each other ever again.

So I should give you this before I go.

What is this?

My first and final gift to you.

Well, then.

I'll get going.

Goodbye.

Detective Geum!

What has gotten into him?

Why is he acting like he's being
forced out when he's the one who resigned?

What is that anyway?

Did he only give you a parting gift?

Let me see that.

What is this?

"Post-mortem brain donation consent form?"

Who are these people?

Are these fake?

Let me see.

They're people from our station.

That reminds me.

For a while now, he's been going around
asking people to donate their brains.

Detective Geum!

Why are you doing this all of a sudden?

There's a reason
we don't know about, isn't there?

Captain, I have to ask you something.

Forget it.

We should grab a drink sometime.

Take care then.

Detective Geum!

What on earth could be going on?

I just don't understand.

He's beyond my understanding too.

Be happy for me.

I finally did it.

He left of his own accord.

I guess you could say
that justice prevailed.

The skies have finally acknowledged
how unfairly I was treated.

Here's to my successful revenge.

Algernon.

What do you think he's up to right now?

I'm sure

he's wasted somewhere.

Dad, what are you doing?

I'm thinking.

I hear moving around
helps you think better.

Dr. Brain, your favorite, said so.

It has to be.

It's the only explanation.

But why?

He's the last person I want to see,
so why do I keep seeing his face?

POST-MORTEM BRAIN DONATION CONSENT FORM

How could he gift this to me

when I'm the one who made him leave?

Isn't it strange, Algernon?

In any case,
he has a way of getting on my nerves.

I'm going for a run, Algernon.
You should exercise too.

Dr. Brain.

Dr. Brain!

Were you hoping to run into me again?

Are you talking to me?

No, I'm on the phone.

What's wrong with me?

Hey, it's me.

Are you free today?

Why the urgent visit?

Have your headaches gotten worse?

No. I think there's an issue
with my nucleus accumbens.

What makes you think that?

Anyway, I'd like to get
my emotional responses checked.

Now, imagine getting revenge on someone.

There's nothing to suggest a tumor,

and the nucleus accumbens was stimulated
when you thought about getting revenge.

You're right.

You seem fine to me. What's bothering you?

I got my revenge on Detective Geum.

Doesn't that mean
I should be feeling ecstatic?

But

I don't feel all that great.

Then perhaps

your brain didn't want the revenge.

Something interesting showed up
when you looked at Detective Geum's photo.

Right here.

The anterior cingulate cortex

and the anterior insular cortex
were activated.

Even the insular lobe was activated.

That's absurd.

Look at this as well.

The linkage between the prefrontal cortex
and the limbic system has strengthened,

and the response in
the temporoparietal junction has changed.

All those areas of the brain
respond to people who are close to us,

like family and friends.

It's proof that your brain recognizes
Detective Geum as a friend.

Whatever.

I need to go, so send me the images.

-I'll get going.
-Ha-ru.

If you're wondering about him,
give him a call.

That's what normal people do.

Well, I guess I'll just

go hungry

and starve to death.

If I lay around at home drinking
without anything to do,

I'll become an alcoholic.

Then naturally, I'll become depressed.

There's no way.

That can't actually be what he's doing.

DETECTIVE GEUM

What am I to do for a living now?

Despite all this,
the food still tastes good.

This is why I come here all the time.

The place is packed whenever I'm here.

I guess people all have the same taste.

Should I open a branch?

How much money would I need?

Why is she calling?

Please go ahead.

Detective Geum,

did you, by any chance, quit...

because of the request for phone records?

It was you who requested them, right?

Yes, it was.

Why did you do it?

I'm sorry.

Then can you...

at least pull their phone records?

Captain Seol!

We can't let anyone be wrongfully accused.

Are you that sure Yi-na was framed?

If you are, pull the records yourself.

Because it was so clear
that Yi-na was being framed.

If I could get the records to
Women and Juvenile Affairs,

the proof would have stopped them
from sending her to the prosecutors.

Is that what got you in trouble?

Did Dr. Brain catch on?

Now that I'm in his shoes,

I kind of understand

how he must have felt.

Then I will take responsibility.

Let me receive the disciplinary action.

No.

You went through
all that trouble for Yi-na.

I can't let you be disciplined for it. No.

I'm the one who messed up.

Please.

Let's sweep it under the rug and move on.

Was that why I felt so oddly bothered?

-Darn it. What is this?
-What are you doing?

Roll this down.

What is it?

I should be the one asking.
Why are you here?

I was just passing by.

Then why are you sitting here,

staring up at my place?

I wasn't staring.

I just parked the car for a moment
to look for something.

Are you here
because you're worried about me?

Don't say anything you can't handle.

Save your nonsense
for someone who'll put up with it.

I'm off then.

Why not come in for a drink
while you're here?

No thank you.

I didn't mean to come here. Bye now.

I'm sure he was here to see me.

Was he not?

He was.

I just can't figure him out.

Will he really think
I was there to see him?

Who'd visit at this hour?

Could it be Detective Geum?

Who are you?

I have a parcel for Mr. Shin Ha-ru.

SENDER: HWANG DONG-WOO

He must be feeling quite tortured

to be resorting to pranks like this.

What is this?

"Doctor and wife
m*rder*d in Pyeongchang-dong?"

It should have arrived by now.

Thank you.

At last, I'll get to see Dr. Shin again.

DOCTOR AND WIFE
m*rder*d IN PYEONGCHANG-DONG

My parents weren't...

in a car accident.

They were m*rder*d.

Ha-ru, run away!

Hurry!

So it looks like my gift worked.

It gave you the courage to face pain.

Now,

it's time to pluck up the courage
to face the truth.

What is the truth you know?

The culprit.

I know who k*lled your parents
so gruesomely.

How about we make a deal?

I'll tell you who the culprit is...

if you get me out of here.

Drop the nonsense.

How would you know who did it?

Oh, I see.

Is it you?

If you let me out,

I'll tell you who it is.

A medical diagnosis
to grant me a stay of execution.

That is what I want.

Fine.

I'll write it up first thing tomorrow.

I knew you'd understand me.

Tell me who did it.

Who is it?

The culprit is...

I must go

to meet the m*rder*r inside me.

We will now

begin a game.

A game to turn Dr. Shin into a m*rder*r.

We should start by tracking his location.

It could be dangerous.

I'm willing to put
my life on the line for this.

So you must be the k*ller.

I might actually k*ll you.

That is what I want, after all.

No!