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01x09 - Episode 9

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Vincenzo". Aired: February 20 – May 2, 2021.*
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At the age of eight, Park Joo-hyung is adopted by an Italian family, but the family later dies tragically in an accident.

01x09 - Episode 9

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Are you saying the Babel Group
and the prosecution have colluded?

- What kinds of deeds?
- Please elaborate.

Write to us if you have any questions.

If you ask any more questions,
I'll regard that as a form of as*ault.

Please make way. Let's go.

Mr. Han.

Joon-woo.

Why do you keep going easy on them?
We can just get rid of them.

- I never went easy on them.
- Pardon?

I never went easy on them.

They got us because they are smart.

Then…

Then, shouldn't we
have gotten rid of them sooner?

Why would I get rid of
such good partners so soon?

"Partners"?

They are my sparring partners
who make me stronger.

The day I get rid of Vincenzo

will be the day when I've defeated him.

We wasted such a great opportunity.

EPISODE 9

The investment agreement
almost went up in smoke.

Be happy we paid the bank president
back for what they did to Ms. Oh.

We're even now. It's not so bad.

Bullseye.

Oh, right. I'm visiting Ms. Oh tomorrow.
Do you want to come with me?

I'll check my schedule.

Gosh. Single points. Why can't I get that?

At this point, there's something
we must direct our attention to.

The real boss of Babel, right?

I thought he might show himself
if things went south,

but they bounced back again.

Evil bounces back faster than good.

And every time they do,
they become stronger.

What should we use
to draw out the real boss?

They're bound to leave traces
even if they're invisible.

That's our chance.

From now on, we'll call Babel's boss
"Babo" for short.

I like it. Babo.

If she has a family, you should tell them
as soon as possible.


Those with a history of cancer must
pay special attention to their health.

This is unfortunate.

Did she have cancer in the past?

Yes. She had lung cancer before.

When was that?

She was diagnosed with lung cancer
in January of 1993.

It was Stage Three lung cancer.

But it says it was completely cured
four years later without surgery.

Stage Three cancer being cured
without surgery?


It's like a miracle.

She was diagnosed with lung cancer
in January of 1993,


and she left me at the orphanage
in May of 1993.


Did she really abandon me
because she was sick?


Because she thought she might die on me?

No one is here today.

Yes.

They give up so easily.

I get the feeling that it's over there.

That's the most deserted place
in our building.

Right.

Are you here to rob the safe?

Why bring a stethoscope?

I couldn't come empty-handed.

Doesn't this look cool?

First, let's find the gold bars.

Gosh, they're trying so hard.

By the way, the monks aren't here.

I guess they are
true believers of Buddhism.

TAROT READING AND FORTUNE TELLING

Sir.

Are you sure we can find gold
with the dowsing rods?

Like water, gold also has chi.

We can detect the gold's chi
with these dowsing rods.

I see.

By the way, I wonder if it's okay
for us to chase worldly things like this.

Chase worldly things?

Even if we find gold,
we will not take it ourselves.

You know that.

Right. We decided to donate all of
the money for children with rare diseases.

We are not chasing after money.

We are trying to practice
Buddha's generosity.

Yes, sir.

Sir!

What is it?

I stepped on the Death card.

Get lost, you Western maguni!

MAGUNI, EVIL INCARNATE IN BUDDHISM

Oh, my God!

Again!

Go.

Go away.

Go away. Get out of here.

Please.

Please, go away.

Get lost! Get away from here!

You really are stubborn, aren't you?

You just like this spot, don't you?

Okay. Fine.

Just don't coo when I'm sleeping. Got it?

Don't.

From now on, your name is

Inzaghi.

Hey, Inzaghi. Don't coo. Okay?

Hello, sir.

Director Gil Jong-moon?

Yes. After breaking the contract with us,

he requested the prosecution
for protection.

What's he scheming with the prosecution?

We haven't found that out yet.

Who's the prosecutor in charge?

It's Prosecutor Jung In-kuk
of the Namdongbu Prosecution Service.

- You'll be safe here.
- Jung In-kuk?

His name sounds familiar.

He targeted and investigated Babel
when your father was the chairman.


So he's a headache, right?

Yes. He doesn't listen to anyone

including the chief prosecutor.

It's like his ears are made of iron,
so his nickname is Iron Ears.

He was transferred to Mokpo
but he came back last week.

Damn it.

This is Jang Joon-woo speaking.

This is Gil Jong-moon.

Mr. Gil.

Come on, don't do this to us.

I need to make a few demands.

Just name anything. I'll give it to you.

First, don't k*ll me.

I never tried to k*ll you.

You'll try soon enough.

I'm the only one who knows who you are.

Okay.

I just have to promise
not to k*ll you, right?

And wire 30 million US dollars
to the account of my choice.

Once I get the money,
I'll leave without saying a word.

And if you don't give me the money,

I will tell the prosecutor
who you really are and what you did…

to your father.

Gosh. I got it.

The account number…

No, text me the account number.

And it will take a few days to launder


I'm sure you know that.

Yes, Mr. Gil. I'll be in touch.

He asked for 30 million dollars?

Gosh, that as*h*le.

Don't you want any?

Why are you eating burnt food?
It's not good for you.

This much is fine.

Here.

Have the part that's not burnt.

I bet it's good.

As long as I don't have the burnt parts,
this should be fine.

I printed the document.

- Nice. Thank you.
- Thanks.

This is the file the police have
on Jang Han-seok,

Jang Han-seo's older brother.

His American name is Henry Jang.

"Babo."

What?

Does this mean
that Jang Han-seo's brother is Babo?

We're not sure about that.

We're looking into his family first.

Since he left for the states 15 years ago,

he hasn't come back to Korea.

He became an artist
after majoring in arts.

We don't know where he is now.

Gosh. What a free spirit.

He must have no interest in the company.

When did the former chairman,
Jang Guk-han, die?

Two years ago.

That means he didn't even come
to his dad's funeral.

He didn't attend his dad's funeral?

What an awful son.

Oh, no! We can't have sweet potatoes
while working on an important case.

It'll bring a roadblock to our plan.

Isn't that a superstition?

I made sure not to have seaweed soup
whenever I had important exams.

Thanks to that, I passed every exam.

But Wusang and Babel are the ones

who have messed up their plan,
aren't they?

I don't care about them.

Gosh, this doesn't feel right.
I'll stop eating.

I'm going to see Ms. Oh now.

Don't forget we have a meeting
with the victims' families later.

Oh, I almost forgot. See you later.

Oh, right.

About Ms. Oh…

I ran a background check on her,

but she doesn't have
any family members to call.

Things would have been so much better
if she had a child.

No. Even if she did, they wouldn't go.
So many kids are undutiful.

Seriously. There's no point raising kids.

They deserve to be punished.

You don't want it?

I'll have it then.

- Mr. Nam.
- Yes?

Do you have to make such a mess?

Wipe your mouth.

Thank you so much.

You're such a messy eater.

I'm sorry I'm not as tidy as you are.

I'm glad to hear that. They deserved it.

Thank you so much.

It was all Mr. Cassano.

I just helped him a bit.

Thanks to you,

things are turning out
so much better for me.

And Mr. Cassano is paying
for this room, too.

Oh, no. I feel horrible.

I feel so ashamed to stay here any longer.

Hello, doctor.

Hello, Ms. Oh.

- How are you feeling?
- Good.

I heard you didn't want to be
medicated overnight.

Well…

I feel nauseous when I have them.

I've managed fine without them.

Then do as you want and...

How could you say that?

Is this a resort?
She shouldn't be doing as she wants.

That's not what I meant.

Besides, shouldn't you check yourself
if the patient is having

her meal or not?

Look. She didn't touch her food.

I was getting to that.

Look at these awful side dishes.

Do you expect her to eat them?
Would you eat them?

I'm not a nutritionist,
so that's not my area.

Right. You're a doctor.

How can you not prescribe pain meds
just because the patient said no?

- That was my...
- Don't say anything, Ms. Oh.

We've held back from medicating her

because of the side effects.

Look at her! She needs her meds now!

That's enough. Stop it.

Why are you getting all worked up?

Ms. Oh.

Why are you even here at the hospital?

Why?

Don't be stubborn
and do what the doctors tell you.

Okay.

Mr. Cassano.

I'm sorry. Sorry.

Please be understanding.

He has a lot on his plate these days.

That was quite scary,

but strangely enough, it felt nice.

Sir, I had meetings with the presidents of
Dongil and Taesan Banks this morning.

Both of them won't invest in Babel.

Even when Shinkwang Bank
is investing in Babel?

It's because of what Hong Cha-young
said to the reporters yesterday.

They lost their faith in Babel.

I warned you about this.
If we got rid of Vincenzo

and Hong Cha-young...

I'm saying this because I'm on your side!

Don't raise your voice at me.

You're scaring me.

- I'm sorry, sir.
- Tell you what.

I'll set up a meeting with
the Namdongbu office tonight.

Don't be late.

Okay.

He didn't even bat an eye
when he k*lled Dad. Why hesitate now?

Get me Mr. Lee from the Strategy Division.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Gosh, it looks so good.

Thank you.

We made a reservation
at a Chinese restaurant in a hotel,

but Mr. Nam changed the restaurant.

This restaurant is the real deal.
You have to try this.

The food here is so good.

They should keep this place a secret.

My gosh. This is so good!

It's like I'm in heaven right now.

How should I put it?
It tastes like tomato pasta.

It's the taste of Mr. Cassano's hometown.

Right.

We should have done this sooner.
We're sorry that it took this long.

That's okay.

By the way, I heard that there was
a small commotion last week.

Yes.

The shareholders of Babel Pharmaceuticals

came to our meeting and caused a scene
blaming us for the stock price going down.

Luckily, they just cursed at us and left.

They're such sociopaths.

They don't care about people
who were wronged.

"I'm sick of it. Stop it.
Stop using your late family."

We're used to hearing that now.

You can't get used to that.

Call me when you've been mistreated.
I'll help you right away.

Thank you.

Try the food. It's really good.

I should have invited you sooner,
but things have been hectic.

I bet. Your company is a mess right now.

Yes. I made some mistakes.

Anyway, I hope we will have
a fruitful partnership.

I think you are mistaken.

We are not your partners.
We are doing this under a contract.

I'm saying our interests must align
for this to last long.

Mr. Seo, please.

I believe I've given you enough
to guarantee that.

But that doesn't give you the right
to walk all over us.

If you disrespect us in any way,

we can charge you whenever we want.
Are we clear?

Yes. I'll keep that in mind.

Now that we're on the same boat,
why don't you give us words of blessing?

Gosh, Myung-hee. You acted
as if you could never be bought off,

but you're like a saleswoman now.

That suits you.

I think today is such a historical day.

Right? Don't you agree?

We'll have to see if this historical day
will bring us glory

or humiliation.

I will stay humble and do my best.

I appreciate your help.

Don't do your best.
That makes me uncomfortable.

Okay.

Mr. Hwang, may I pour you a drink?

I think I could be as old as your uncle.

- I can get this with one hand, right?
- Yes. Of course.


MARIONETTE

Pour one for him, too.

- Of course.
- What's up with these geezers?

- Allow me to pour you a drink.
- They don't know their place.

Do you enjoy drinking often?

Get home safely, Mr. Hwang, Mr. Seo.

Thanks. And talk to Myung-hee,
your saleswoman,

if you need anything.

Let me know through her.

- Got it?
- Yes, sir.

Okay. Do a good job. Let's go.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Let's have an after-party. Follow my car.

Pardon?

What does he want?

I don't know. Well, he told us
to follow him, so we should.

Let's go.

You know, Myung-hee

is a saleswoman of Seocho-dong now.

So we just need to keep her
under our thumb.

She was better off
when she was working for us.

- Gosh. Right.
- But that b*tch didn't know that.

- Hey!
- Hey.

- Hey. Are you crazy?
- What is this?

Can't you drive properly?

- I'm sorry.
- Who are they?

What?

- Who are they? Hey, what's going on?
- What?

- What?
- Hey. Damn it.

Let go of me.

Who the hell are you?

Who the heck are you?

- Do you think who we are?
- Hey.

Are those b*stards…

Are they thieves?

I bet Mr. Cassano has a lot of valuables.

Keep an eye on them.

I'll go and get the master key.

By myself?

Be careful.

I do not want to hurt you.

So just leave.

Gosh, look at these thieves.

How dare you steal from people?

You should make an honest living. Okay?

- Honey.
- How dare you push my wife?

Yeon-jin.

I don't think I can hold back anymore.

I will only use 10 percent of my powers.

No, honey!

Please help me.

Did you think I'd beg for my life?

Come on. You've exposed my ears.

You scumbag. All right. Here it goes.

You know what? I'll stretch
my hip today. It's been a while.

Clean…

and jerk.

You still got it, Yeon-jin.

- Look at these punks. How dare you…
- What?

- Honey.
- Honey.

- Yes. I got him.
- I got him!

My goodness.

We should meet again
when the weather warms up.

We should go on a picnic.

Actually, the four of us decided
to go on a trip to Jindo next week.

That's a great destination.

When you're there, send me a bottle
of matrimony vine wine.

Sure.

- Have a safe trip.
- Have a fun trip.

Thanks.

Mr. Cassano.

Thank you so much.

Gosh.

- Have a safe trip.
- Okay.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- Thank you so much.
- Sure.

- Mr. Nam!
- Gosh.

- Gosh. Get in here, Mr. Nam.
- Okay.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- Thank you.
- Sure.

- Bye.
- Okay.

- Bye.
- Thank you.

- Safe travels.
- Okay.

I hope the victims' families
will only have happiness in their lives.

I also hope that, but they won't be able
to forget the pain that easily.

That's true.

I just hope happiness can mask the pain.

You should go in.

Thank you for driving me home.

I just dropped you off
on my way to buy wine.

But there's a big wine shop
across Geumga Plaza.

They don't have the wine I want.

So I'm going to the shop near here.

- It's probably closed by now.
- I can go tomorrow then.

Good night.

Hold on.

Wait. There are so many tools
you can choose from. Why a hammer?

Maybe you don't know this,
but I'm a blackbelt.

Third-degree in taekwondo,
second in jiu-jitsu and in hapkido.

A total of eight degrees!

It's seven.

Right. Seven. Three, two, and two. Seven!

So if you come at me,
you won't stand a chance!

Don't come near me!

No, don't come near me!

Hey! My gosh!

Don't come near me.

Hey, we have a problem.

- What is it?
- Damn it.

It's me.

What's that?

Go and scratch your back. Over there.

I mean, if you were trying to tail us,
you shouldn't have made it so obvious.

You weren't trying, were you?

- Let's go.
- Okay.

My goodness.





Are you okay?

Those b*stards…

Wait. No. Don't go after them.

I'm scared to be alone.

We have to find out who sent them.

It's obvious who sent them.

What's wrong with me?

I should've had more chicken.

My legs feel like jelly.

Mr. Hwang?

- Hey, Jang.
- Yes, that's me.

Do you know what you're doing right now?

You've kidnapped two high-ranking
prosecutors. You know what that means?

You shouldn't have
treated me like that earlier.

You took me for a pushover
since I was being nice.

Mr. Jang…

Did Chairman Jang Joon-woo
sign off on this?

Yes. He told me to shake them up,
so they can come to their senses.

Okay.

You're making a huge mistake right now.

It's you who made a huge mistake.

You took my money,

so you should know to respect and obey me.

Hey! Do you want me to teach you a lesson?

How dare you pull
this amateur stunt on us?

Expect your company to be destroyed
starting tomorrow.

Myung-hee, untie me now. My arms hurt.

- Seung-hyuk, untie me now!
- Okay.

- Do it now!
- Gosh, be quiet, will you?

Why are you such crybabies?

And who the hell is this?

Please spare me!

Sir.

Please spare me, sir!

Is he dead?

I guess he is.

I won't k*ll you first.

Who do you think is next?

Your son in Italy
who is terrible at football!

Sir! I was too arrogant!

Please forgive me. I was wrong!

Sir, you have my respect!

I'm begging you. Please.

I'm showing my respect to you.

I respect you. Please don't k*ll my son.
Please don't k*ll him.

Please don't k*ll him. Please.

See that? You should've listened…

when you had the chance.

You should have given us a heads-up.

Isn't this nice?

With all due respect, sir,

this could be a huge problem later on.

Nothing's a problem for me
as long as I don't feel like sh*t.

Why won't it come off?

I'll change things to the way it once was
starting today.

And I'll show them
what they're up against.

I'll do as you say, sir.

I'll do my best, too.

Yes.

Gosh, Han-seo.

I want you to fatten up
the security around yourself.

You're my Achilles heel.

Yes, sir. I'll do that.

I'm sure it's either Babel or Wusang.

Who do you think gave the orders?

It's someone who was working alone.

It was rushed and sloppy.

Who on earth would want…

Do they think
everything will go away if I die?

I don't think k*lling you was their goal.
It must've been to maim you.

What?

He had a hammer.

If they wanted to k*ll you, they would've
strangled you or stabbed your stomach.

- Or...
- Stop it.

Stay somewhere else tonight.

The window is broken,
and you can't rest here.

Okay. I'll stay with a friend.

Okay. That would be better.

What is it?

Call them.

No.

No?

Not a chance.

The person you have dialed
cannot come to the phone right now.


Please, call again later.

I have late-night service at church today.

Damn it.

It's been 30 minutes.
You still haven't found anyone?

I guess everyone is busy.

Or they still don't want
to associate with you.

I can just sleep at a hotel.

Won't you be scared alone?

"Scared"? My gosh. I don't believe this.

Do you think I'm going to start
seeing and hearing things?

From what I saw earlier, you may.

I was scared
because I was startled earlier.

But my mind is as strong as iron now.

I know today was a tough day.

Thanks.

Call me if anything happens.

Don't worry about me.

Hello and welcome.

Gosh.

Why are they giving me that weird look?

Excuse me.

That's my room. What are you doing?

They said the lock wasn't working.

You almost slept with an unlocked door.

Ma'am, it's done!

- I'm sorry.
- Sorry.

We went into your home
without your permission.

You don't have to apologize.
I should thank you.

They didn't look like ordinary thieves.

I think they were waiting for you.

I had no idea that they had a gas p*stol.

- It was quite strong.
- My hunch is that they were hitmen.

I am certain that he is in danger.

Do you think Babel or Park Seok-do
sent them?

No way. If they did,
they would have sent professionals.

Seeing how Mr. Lee could chase them away,

they must be just petty thieves.

They were professionals.

I could feel it the moment I grabbed them.

They were definitely pros.

Anyway, thank you.

I doubt they'll come back.
Get some rest now.

- Wait.
- Okay.

Have these. They're really tasty.

- No. I'm good.
- Please take it. It's our gift.

- They're really good.
- Okay.

Okay.

- Thank you.
- Enjoy.

- Okay. Bye.
- Bye.

Bye.

- What is it? What happened?
- I can't see.

- Are you okay?
- I'm okay.

- I'm fine.
- Be careful.

You know what?

Those b*stards could've passed out
on the street.

I'm sure I've hit the vital points…

Hey, Inzaghi.

Take your friend and go.

Get your friend and get out!

Inzaghi!

You…

Why is it so fast?

Damn it.

I'm scared. I'm really scared.

And it's so cold.

Okay? I'll come in.

It's so warm in here!

My feet are itchy.

Let me crash here tonight.

Do you have to wear that to sleep?

Booralro made this
on the 80th anniversary of their…

- Are you cooking ramyeon?
- Yes.

I didn't know you eat ramyeon.

Well, Ms. Jang gave them to me.

Want some? Should I cook two servings?

No, I'm good.

My face will get puffy from indigestion.

Sure.

Generally speaking, a single serving
of Korean ramyeon is pretty small.

They should pass a law to
standardize and regulate the portion.

- It'll never happen, right?
- Won't your face get puffy?

I can exercise before I sleep.

Didn't you eat a lot at dinner earlier?

I got hungry really quickly
after that traumatizing incident.

I see. Sure. Of course.

By the way,
I didn't eat that much earlier.

Maybe I was wrong.

I'll get the blankets for you.

You're not going to eat?

If we were in Italy, you would have been…

Go ahead. You can finish it.

Are you sleeping here?

I feel awful.

I have to sleep on the floor,
and you, on the sofa.

Oh, my! How scandalous!

The two of us here? Together?

But there's a bedroom.

Go ahead.

You're so naughty.

My goodness. Oh, no!

Are they chickens or what?

Let me crash here just for the night.

You can stay here until you feel safe.

No. I'll go back as soon
as the house gets fixed.

My eyes won't survive this place.

How tacky.

The previous tenant put it up.

Don't forget to replace the ramyeon
you had before you go.

Don't worry. I'll buy you a whole box.

Can I ask you two more questions?

It's about the Mafia.

Just two questions.

Are Mafia bosses really scary
like they say?

Are they brutal and heartless?

It depends on the boss.

The boss I served
was a reasonable businessman.

He must have been a nice man.

Yes. To me, he was like a father.

Here's my next question.

The other day, you said that
people get k*lled like they do in movies

and that the Mafia believes you have to
pay the price for your actions.

Right.

Then, have you ever done it yourself?

Are you asking me if I've k*lled a person?

No.

I'm a lawyer.

Right?

Right. I was just wondering.

Even if you did work for the Mafia,
there's no way you would k*ll people.

Will you cut ties with me
if I've k*lled anyone before?

It's not that. If you did,

it'd feel like you're someone

from a very distant world.

Like someone

trapped on a mural
or in a faded newspaper.

And if anyone thought of me that way,

I would be a bit sad.

But…

I want to live that kind of life,
away from other people.

Why?

I know.

It's because you don't want
to be hurt by others, right?

No. Because a lot of people try
to borrow money from me.

I was expecting some fancy answer.

But that was such a down-to-earth answer.

No more questions now. Go to sleep.

Fine.

You know Prosecutor Seo Ung-h*, right?
Chief Prosecutor Hwang's right-hand man.

He died last night while driving under
the influence and fell off the mountain.

PROSECUTOR SEO UNG-h* DEAD FROM DUI

This is probably connected to
what happened last night.

No.

It looks meticulously planned.
It wasn't sloppy at all.

From the looks of things,
more people might get hurt.

When are you coming back?

I see. Okay. Bye.

Is someone coming?

I sent someone to Italy
to look into Vincenzo.

I see. Did they find anything?

I'll find out once he comes back.

I see.

I must have startled you last night.

No. I learned a lot from you again.

Okay.

Starting today,
everything must go perfectly.

You got more bodyguards, right?

Yes. I have two teams
in case someone tails me.

Well, sir…

I have something to tell you.

It seems like
you did something wrong again.

Who told you to do something like that?

I'm sorry.

I just wanted to lift
some of your burdens.

I only did it out of my loyalty for you.
Please, you have to believe me.

Don't you be giving me excuses.

That just makes your mistake stand out.

Why are you video calling me?

- Because I missed you.
- Really?

Go ahead. Admire me.

Aren't you at work yet?

I'm about to.
Anyway, you don't call me much lately.

By the way,

are you at your house?

The house looks different.

Good morning.

Is that Mr. Cassano's house?
Why are you there?

- I slept here last night.
- What?

I have to go to work.
I'll talk to you later.

Cha-young…

Mr. Cassano.

Right here.

Hello.

You're in danger right now, aren't you?

I can see right through that.

Pardon?

This is…

This is my number.

Feel free to call me
when you find yourself in danger.

Or you can simply text, "Help me."
That will work, too.

Okay.

YOUR HELPER, AN GI-SEOK

I'm sure you may have already realized,

but I'm not just a kitchen assistant.

And let's leave it at that.

Act natural.

Act natural.

Are you…

BABEL GROUP

PEOPLE AROUND CHAIRMAN JANG HAN-SEO

Gosh, he's ridiculous.

Does he think he's the President?

I'm sure Babo instructed him
to strengthen security

in case he gets followed.

He's protecting his most vulnerable area.

Then, we won't be able to go after
Jang Han-seo for the answer.

Who on earth is Babo? Damn it.

Ms. Hong.

I just found out.

Director Gil of Haemun Medical Center
is under protection of the prosecution.

He asked them to protect him? Why?

I don't know. No one knows why.

He must be trying to cut a deal.
A big one at that.

- Who's the prosecutor in charge?
- Jung In-kuk.

Whatever it is,
I'm sure Babel is involved.

I'll try to get some intel
from Prosecutor Jung now.

Yes, Mr. Cho.

Yes.

- Thank you for going to Shanghai for this.
- No problem.

Fortunately, the data on
Wang Shaolin's irises was still there.

And our hackers were quick too.

We figured out the most difficult part.

Yes. Now we just need to open the door
after removing the slabs to the entrance.

Will there be any problems
when we remove the slabs?

No. They are thin and designed
to be removed easily.

That's good. Let's get started then.

But to do that, we must
relocate Nanyak Temple first.

NANYAK TEMPLE

Hello.

Hello.

Ms. Seo has converted to Buddhism.

I see.

I will go now.

Okay.

Bye.

Why are you asking only us to move out?

I'm worried about the others too,

but I'm especially worried
you might be in danger.

But we are okay here.

I can help relocate your temple
to a place with clean air outside Seoul.

You have enlightened us
with courage and insight.

Whatever happens,

we will protect our temple and the plaza.

Have some sweet potatoes.

He wants the monks to move out.

Then, does that mean…

No matter how you put it,

Jang Joon-woo crossed the line outright.

We already crossed the line.
It's better to go all the way.

Myung-hee.

Ms. Choi.

This could put us in danger, too.

We already crossed over
to the dark side long ago.

Why are you suddenly worried about that?

Exactly.

Sir.

I've been working so hard.

Gosh.

I must've scared you
a lot yesterday, boss.

No. That's not it.

It's just that my respect for you
has increased a lot.

There's something I need from
Chief Prosecutor Hwang right now.

- Can you relay the message?
- I will.

TAESAN BANK

PROSECUTION SERVICE

Su-nam, did you check the box?
There might be useful stuff in there.

Always check
before you throw them out. Gosh.

HAIR SALON

Let's just hire some people.

Mr. Park.

We should do something cool.
What are we doing here?

Why are you looking at me like that?

You should be grateful that you're alive.

Besides, we must tighten our belts
and save money!

We almost lost everything.
All we have left are some slush funds.

You're unbelievable.

Gosh, I'm hungry. You could order
some jjajangmyeon for us.

Hey, boil some water.
I'll go buy some noodles.

What's all this?
Are you opening a shop here?

What are you guys doing here?

You have to recycle these properly.

- What?
- Hey.

I won't fight with you guys. I closed down
my company. I'm not a thug anymore.

As if we'd believe you.
Get out of here now.

Gosh. We're running
a different business here.

- A travel agency.
- A travel agency?

At a time like this?

Is it a travel agency that
sends people to the afterlife?

No. A real travel agency.

What kind of name is that?
"Bye Bye Balloon"?

Are you even paying rent here?

- Pay the fee for the association.
- You don't own this building.

Let me use this unit.
Mind your own business.

Hey, Chalk. What are you doing here?

- Are you here to dye your hair?
- Come on.

Oh, my goodness. Who is that?

Mind your own business, everyone.

She startled me. Enough about them.

Let's talk.

- She's new.
- Let's talk for a second.

Come here. I need to talk to you.

- Hi.
- They are here.

- You're here.
- Hey.

Gi-seok, can you give us some privacy?

I know everything.

He's like a family to me now.

I told him everything.

Damn it. That's one more person.

Gi-seok, didn't you see the monks

looking for the gold?

Well, now that we're all on the same page,

let's not try to fool each other.
We're neighbors. What is this?

We're all trying to find it.

It looked like you were
trying the hardest.

You know what?
We should all look for it together.

Yes. We'll put it in writing that
we'll divide it equally whoever finds it.

Shouldn't the person who finds it
get a bigger cut?

That will just complicate things.

Let's divide it equally.

Come to think of it, it is unfair.

Then, should we ask the lawyers
about the best way to divide it?

Then, more people
will know about the gold.

There's Ms. Hong, Mr. Cassano…

What was his name again?
The paralegal guy.

Chaesin.

I'm sorry.

Gosh. What should we do, then?

All right. Enough.
Let's take our time on it.

From now on, let's be strategic
and look for it all together.

No backstabbing, okay?

Meanwhile,
the Namdongbu Prosecutors' Office


announced that they arrested
the bank presidents


and are questioning them now.

However, they haven't disclosed
the details


of the banks' violations
of the Capital Markets Act.


Any relevant witnesses will be summoned…

Isn't this too obvious?

Prosecutor Seo's death
and the raid on the two banks.

…to uncover corrupt
activities at the banks…


It's clear now that Babel k*lled him
to threaten the Chief Prosecutor.

That must be why they're taking action
against these banks.

I get the feeling these two banks
will invest a lot of money in Babel.

Prosecutor Jung In-kuk is calling me.

I knew you could do it.

Hello, Mr. Jung. This is Hong Cha-young.

Yes.

I see. I contacted you
because I had a few questions.

Yes. When are you available?

GIL JONG-MOON

I really enjoyed following your lawsuit.

Thank you for going up against Babel.

But our effort was in vain.

It looks like they're bouncing back.

They've always done that.

But we must bring them down for good
this time.

Could you tell us
about Director Gil's demands?

He wanted immunity
and permission to leave the country.

I believe he's planning to flee abroad
with a new identity.

And what about his statement?

He only told me it was about a collusion
between Babel and Haemun.

He's trying to make a deal with Babel.

You're right.

I think he's stalling for time,
so he can set something up.

Mr. Jung.

What will you do if there's a real boss
behind Jang Han-seo?

A real boss?

- Who is that?
- We don't know that yet.

But we are certain that
Jang isn't the real boss.

Then, is that what he meant by…

Do you know how Jang Guk-han died?

Is there something I don't know about?

No.

I'll tell you everything later.

Gosh. Those scumbags.

They are unbelievable. They should've
shown respect at his last moment.

This is why being born into
a respectable family matters.

Gosh, those jerks.

Are you sure he used plurals?

"Scumbags" and "jerks."

Yes. I'm sure of it.

Perhaps, both of his sons
could have been there at his deathbed.

That means Director Gil knows who it is.

"Babo"?

We call Babel's real boss Babo for short.

Did Director Gil call anyone
from the safe house?

He did make an untraceable call.
It was to a burner phone.

Given the circumstances,

the owner of the burner phone
must be Babo.

Mr. Jung.

Do you think we can launch
an operation to get information?

Are you talking about sting operations?

Yes. Something like that.
It's like putting on a play or a show.

No. I've always played by the book so far.

Can you look at this
from a different point of view?

I will not allow deception
in my investigation.

I'm sorry.

Your appetizer,
sugar-glazed deep-fried sweet potatoes.

Mr. Jung, have some water.

I'm good. Please eat.

What's wrong?

It's nothing.

What's the problem?

I got something that
could make you proud of me.

We'll get a huge investment
sometime next week.

First,

we'll resume the production of
Babel Pharmaceuticals' RDU-90.

We'll triple the import of
the raw materials to boost the production.

Triple the security level
of our warehouses immediately.

"Dongil and Taesan banks to make
large investments into the Babel Group"?

You were right, Mr. Cassano.

Evil does recover quickly.

That darned RDU-90 will end up
hitting the market.

My father worked so hard to stop it.

I guess the victims' families
are going on that trip today.

We're leaving for our trip now.

We probably shouldn't tell them

about the tabloid, right?

Let's tell them once they come back.

PROSECUTOR JUNG IN-KUK

Yes, Mr. Jung.

I think Director Gil is going with Babel.

He started to deny the charges one by one.

To be honest, we were expecting this.

Speaking of which…

Does your offer to launch
a sting operation still stand?

Yes. Our specialty is to design operations
that leave no traces.

Let's do it tonight.

I'm going against my principles for this.

Okay. We'll call you as soon
as we've made the preparations.

Okay.

Well, this one is easy.

Here's our plan A. We'll pretend
to be hitmen from Babel

and make him say who Babo is.

Plan B.

Punch him in the face
and get his confession.

Let's go with plan A.

Didn't Mr. Jung say that
there would be cops in plain clothes?

Right. It's past our go time.

Let's go to the entrance.

Excuse us.

What happened here?

He's dead.

Director Gil…

Where's Director Gil?

They beat us to it.

Mr. Cassano.

I'm sorry, Ms. Hong.

All of us couldn't handle
the sadness of losing our families


and the anger we felt today.

So we are going to do
something very foolish.


I hope you can be understanding.

This isn't about justice.

This is about the principle
that I've lived by.


I'll let you break that promise.

God enjoys making people suffer
while remaining hidden someplace.

- That's why this is so fun.
- How do we find the k*ller?


If we can't find them,

- we'll make them come to us.
- Wait!

So he's one of the best consiglieres
in Italy?

They know your true identity?

I'll have to k*ll him. Or he'll k*ll us.

Something bad might happen.

I know who it is.
The real boss behind Babel.