For The Loser
Ugh, seriously. Jeez.
Man, these people are just unbelievable, huh?
That felt like…
…it was done intentionally, don't you think?
Oh, of course it was! Look at your face, you're bleeding.
It wasn't though.
Come on, they smashed up the office with a fire extinguisher
and they, they…
…they did this to her face.
Ho… How could you say this wasn't done intentionally?
Oh, yeah, they did it.
- Intentionally. - Huh?
- Jinwoo! - Yeah?
-Hurry and get in. We don't have time. -Yeah.
Oh, man…
Thank heavens the sprinklers didn't kick in.
That would have been awful if all our files got wet.
Did something happen over there?
I heard a seven-year-old kid
went missing at his own apartment.
I guess the mom reported him missing too late.
An amber alert was issued three hours ago.
- Oh. - Whoa, uh, look at this.
Emergency Notification Amber Alert
Come on, come on! Let's go. Hurry up!
Excuse me! Has the child been found?
Sir, sir!
Is anyone home?
Hello?
What do you want? It's very late.
Ma'am, I'm with the police.
There's a missing seven-year-old boy, we'd like your cooperation.
Well, my son's in middle school.
- So, we're done here. - Ma'am…
What do you think you're doing?
You sure those are your son's shoes?
Whose are those?
- Oh! You can't-- - Where's the kid now? Huh?
-I asked where your kid was. -I don't know what you're talking about.
- Just get out. Get out! - Let's go, guys, let's go.
I think this door's locked.
Open this door.
No one goes in Junyeong's room.
Not even my husband unless absolutely needed.
He's studying for a math competition
-so he's really sensitive! -I said open this door!
You know what polyphasic sleeping is?
- We can't disturb him right now. - Damn it, move.
- What the-- Wh-- What are you doing? - Get out of the way.
Do you know how expensive this door is?
Are you out of your mind?
You'll be in trouble if this Mingeun kid's not there.
What is all this?
My husband teaches veterinary medicine, okay?
It's from the lab where he works.
And our son…
is actually gonna be a doctor.
Junyeong.
Junyeong, get up for a second.
Junyeong.
What the hell?
The fu--
Why does that surprise you?
You're the one who made me do this.
You told me I had to kill the kitties.
And kill the kid and bring him here.
You said you'd rape me again…
You told me you'd kill my parents if I didn't…
…didn't do everything you said.
Run, kitty! Hurry!
Get away!
You!
Get out of here right now!
Oh, yeah.
Nice and warm.
I heard the perps who threw the smoke bombs
turned themselves in.
They're arguing that they were only doing
what the voice of God was telling them to do.
Mm, that, and…
as for Dr. Trigger's cyberterrorism act,
our own company's legal team is gonna be handling that internally.
President Koo has informed me.
And we are to make no contact whatsoever with the police or media.
Especially you, Ms. Oh.
Be careful.
If you start snooping around like you always do,
-you're out, got it? -Hey, watch what you're saying…
Oh, no, no, no.
Those aren't my words.
I'm relaying exactly what President Koo directed me to,
word for word. That's all.
You tell Koo I'll be as gentle as always.
He's got nothing to worry about.
Uh, "President Koo,"
I should say.
- Yes, Detective. - Ms. Oh.
Where's the producer who wet himself?
- You know, that guy who-- - You mean Han Do?
Why do you need to know?
The false tip that your producer got from that kid.
You know about this kid?
From a kid? Do you mean…
The house Han Do visited yesterday.
I'm not supposed to tell you this, but…
you heard about this missing child case, right?
Here.
Kang Giho, pack your camera.
Come on, Rookie. Get in the car and bring the photo from the store.
-Whoa. Where are we going? -I'll explain on the way.
Come on, dude, hurry up.
Come on.
That missing child was just found dead.
-It looks like he was murdered. -Huh?
What's important
is that the suspect is Son Junyeong, a middle school kid.
This guy's not even 14 years old yet.
So a kid killed another kid?
We're following up on the Son… whatchamacallit kid?
Hang on. We're going back to the old guy?
That's right.
We're going to Yoon Namgi's house… where we were this morning.
But why?
The detective is saying
they tracked Junyeong to that house.
There's no way.
This is the kid? This can't be Son Junyeong.
Let's focus on getting there.
Looks like there's a fire now too.
Oh, God, this is bad.
Step on it, Mr. Bae.
Hey! This way! What are you guys doing?
This path is blocked. Guys, this path is blocked!
Let's find another way in.
We're producers, not the police. It's real life here.
What if the old man's with that little shit right now?
We're not gonna try to get them out, that's for the police.
It's much too risky.
- Detective Yu! - Oh, there you are!
Hey, let them in! Come on!
Is this our guy?
- Someone help me! - The kid's in here!
We found the kid!
Hey, buddy, are you okay?
Can you walk?
Are you all right?
Are you okay?
Transporting the patient to the ER!
Patient coming through!
Watch out!
Rescue! Rescue squad!
Hey! Hey! Han Do!
The man's unconscious.
He's not breathing.
We'll give him first aid on route to the hospital.
You need to stay clean and well-kempt
as a member of society.
You came to me, didn't you?
That's good enough for me.
Don't just stand around.
- Get him out of here! - Get back! Get back!
- Control these people! - I told you to get back!
It was that bastard?
He… He didn't…
That old man would never harm anybody.
I…
I told you, didn't I?
I said we have to catch that bastard, did I not?
- Hey, come on, settle down. - I did!
-Take it easy. -I told you guys
if that kid could kill a cat…
so horribly,
then he's more than able to kill people!
Didn't I say?
Han Do!
- Hey, Han… Han Do! Han Do! Han Do! - Hey, you got to get up.
- Hey! Can we get some help here? - Han Do!
Over here!
He's gone…
He's gone.
He doesn't look good.
That's just the tranquilizers.
Looks like they're working, he's pretty out of it.
The tests show nothing's wrong with him. He's healthier than I am.
So, why would he collapse like that?
Experiencing intense shock all of a sudden will do that.
That, or the rage he felt at the moment may have made him black out.
We'll monitor him for an hour or so.
Man…
I'm so used to seeing this guy keep his distance,
but then he treats this old man like his actual grandfather?
Watch him so he stays out of trouble, huh?
Where are you going?
Oh, my God. They're not detaining him? On what grounds?
Because of his age, he's not a flight risk,
and because the little prince needs rest.
Does that make any sense?
What? You gonna go see Son Junyeong right now?
First, we need evidence.
Everything in due time, okay?
- Is that the producer? - She is!
- She's coming out. - Over here! Ma'am! Ma'am!
- Ms. Oh! Excuse me! - Come on, don't give me that!
Hey, wait. Hey, Ms. Oh… Excuse me. Ms. Oh!
Let me through! I need to talk to her!
Ms. Oh!
Ms. Oh! Ms. Oh! Ms. Oh!
Give me a second.
Hey…
-Your mouth, what happened? -I'm fine, it's okay.
What aren't they saying about this? There's more to this case, isn't there?
Jinwoo, I… I can't just--
Don't do that. We're at the same company. We're close enough, you can fill me in.
Hey, I'm sorry, I, uh…
I'm not able to tell you.
I don't get it, sweetie…
It's me here.
It's your boyfriend.
This is different, this is work.
Wow, Soryong. Huh.
- I did not realize how uptight you were. - I got something really important.
I got to go.
-Let's do this later, okay, Jinwoo? -But…
What am I to you exactly?
Soryong, hold on.
Where's your ring? Wait.
You're missing your ring. Where's the ring?
Your ring! Wait a minute!
What happened to your ring? Hey, Soryong!
Ms. Joo, did you see the news?
- Apparently, his family's loaded! - So what?
He has the audacity to claim the old man raped him
and threatened him into killing that child.
He's even claiming the old man stabbed him
and set the house on fire.
He says he's a victim in this.
A victim? Please.
There's no signs of rape and it's obvious he wasn't stabbed.
That wound was self-inflicted.
Facts are worthless if you can manipulate the media--
Oh.
Oh, my goodness.
Sir, you shouldn't be up in your current condition.
I'm a producer.
Han Do, Current Affairs Department
With Trigger.
Oh.
Oh, wow.
How eerie!
'Cause I thought about going to the press with this
and I wasn't sure if I should.
Right, so…
-Let me just ask one thing. -Ma'am…
I wanna know what he did with my baby's eyes,
that's all I wanna know!
VIP Ward. Room 206 Son Junyeong
-Then I'll leave. Oh, please! -We're the victims here!
It's not fair what you're doing.
Why are you protecting that monster? He's evil!
What did you do with Mingeun's eyes?
Come on!
- Oh, ma'am. Whoa, whoa! - Oh, honey! Honey!
- Are you okay? - Honey! Honey!
Ma'am? Ma'am, are you all right?
- What's wrong? - Oh, my God!
- Officers, here, both of you. - Honey!
Please, take her to the ER!
Actually, we got to guard the door.
-Oh, my God! She might die here! -Are you okay? Sweetheart?
I can… guard the door. I'll stay here. You both take her.
- Come on, go! - Holy crap. Okay.
Put her on my back!
Let's get you up. Can you stand?
Hurry up!
-Go! -I really shouldn't be
-leaving my station though. -Ugh, just take her already! Come on!
Oh, man…
Ma'am, are you all right?
Excuse me, how'd you get in here?
I'll ask the questions.
Why'd you kill the kid?
And the old man?
I could yell.
Guess no one's around?
Well, turn off your phone…
and I'll tell you.
One more thing.
Those cute cats you killed…
What made you kill innocent creatures?
What a shame.
No college for you?
What?
You want the right answers, then ask the right questions.
Who else but you could've killed the old guy?
I didn't do that.
I heard what that wage slave said to you.
I heard the whole thing.
Man, with you on it, that animal killer's cooked. Aren't they?
I mean, it's only a matter of time now, you know? You--
Look at this.
I keep getting a bunch of sympathy online.
Even with no support,
I can't be tried as an adult, so I can't go to prison.
Like I said, no one can beat me.
I'm basically invincible.
So, get out of here, Trigger.
Tell the kid's mom and dad
that his eyeballs are never gonna be found.
Mister, do you know what it's like…
when someone…
…breathes…
…for the last time ever?
I wonder if that's how Yuri Gagarin felt
staring down at Earth from space that day.
That kid had the most beautiful eyes.
Oh…
Guess you don't know the reference.
The Soviets?
Who succeeded in space flight?
In 1 hour and 29 minutes aboard Vostok 1
on April 12th, 1961.
Hmm?
How many times do I have to tell you guys? Gah!
- Sir? Sir! - Guess the police are on their way.
Looks like you're screwed.
Ooh. Oh…
I just kept wondering why I ended up in this shithole…
…instead of where I wanted to be on the Animal Paradise show.
Looks like I got the answer.
Hey.
What's your future look like?
Youngest killer ever?
Maybe they'll call me devil spawn.
Yeah, my goal is 100 victims.
Pfft, whatever.
No, pricks like you don't get called killer
or even devil spawn, no, no.
Just one word…
losers.
You're just a loser that's reached the end of the road.
There's no way out of this for you.
Too young for prison?
Yeah, maybe you don't have legal issues,
that doesn't matter in the work I do.
Your rights?
Hmm… couldn't care less about that.
There is one thing we do care about.
You ever heard of the, uh…
the Hall of Pain?
These media vultures will do anything to help their ratings.
And they don't care whose lives they destroy in the process.
They're gonna air all your secrets.
The Hall of Pain.
What's your… What's your point?
An unbelievable IQ and still not so bright.
This is why children need to work on their EQ.
Listen to me, loser.
By Hall of Pain…
I mean that I'll use my camera
to show the world your crimes
so no one ever forgets your tormented face.
That's the gist of it anyway.
Your immortal video will torture you forever.
Even after you die.
So…
good luck.
What the hell?
It's my phone,
not my camera.
No college for you either, huh?
What the hell?
I was thinking this was my room, we were both pretty freaked out.
You guys are just standing there calling yourselves law enforcement?
What is this? I ought to… report all you guys.
- I'm going home. - Oh, of course.
Excuse me, sir!
Sir!
Hey! Hey, wait up!
I just wanna…
talk for a second.
You're a producer for Trigger, right?
Promise you'll cover this story.
What?
If you guys don't report on this,
I'll arrest you for everything you just did.
So be smart about this.
Good luck.
Yes, Mother.
Our lawyer just let us know…
…the old man's timely death was a godsend.
Right, that man coerced him
into doing those things.
Oh, just a second.
Yes.
Okay.
Gonna need something bigger in order to take them down here.
To Be Demolished
So this thing's a camera?
This is it.
I put a really small camera inside here. It's pretty sneaky.
Ah, modern technology.
This thing's going to film anyone who sneaks their way in
whenever you're not here.
Let's see if the evil bastard who took your cat ever comes back here.
I'm sure you know, but nobody needs to know it's here.
He must like you. The pants wetter.
Huh?
I'm a seer,
and I… I can read folks pretty good.
Ugh, seriously…
I thought we were on the same side.
Thought I could trust you. Huh.
- Check around the back of the house. - Yes, sir.
Come on, this thing's all melted.
It won't even turn on.
Oh. Let me see.
Whoa! I wouldn't do that.
If you're keeping evidence from us,
you'll be guilty of obstruction of justice.
I don't know if it's evidence,
but it's our private property for sure.
Of course, we are public broadcasting so…
Argh, you…
Would you let an expert I know see it? And we both check it together?
-That's all you're asking? -Uh, well…
it'd be nice if you could…
share the travel records of someone as well.
Mmm…
It's a lot more damaged than I was led to believe…
- …over the phone. - Is that a no?
I told you to let the Forensic Service do this.
We've got all the new technology now.
Trust me, if I can't do this, no one else in Korea can either.
-Now… who's receiving the results? -Right over here, guy.
What's that blinking? Is that a signal?
Are you still at it? Oh, my God.
After I came all this way just like you asked me to?
Uh, it's just a magnesium deficiency.
Magnesium? No, it isn't.
So about the… travel records…
You know how it works.
You'll sit tight until we confirm the results.
Now where is he?
When I find that guy, he's dead meat.
Uh, I think he went down there, sir.
Jesus Christ, man, why won't you ever answer your phone?
The least you could do is tell me where you're going.
I've been looking forever for you.
We need teamwork.
Understand?
Ignore me, yeah. Again. Huh.
Now that's good teamwork, peeing as a unit.
Therefore, we've decided that we can no longer sit idly by…
Right. We should be good to go.
Okay.
This investigation's still ongoing.
This investigation is still ongoing.
Nevertheless, internet trolls are harassing our client.
We will not just sit quietly accepting this malicious behavior,
irreparably damaging our client, who's still a minor.
From this point forward, we will be taking legal action
against those who leave malicious comments
or spread rumors and fake news online.
That is all.
Sir, I have a question.
I'm sorry, but we aren't taking questions today.
How about facts? Are you taking those?
Son Junyeong intentionally made a false report to a producer
during the serial cat killing investigation.
Were you aware of that fact?
That's baseless speculation.
Once again, we will be pursuing--
- One more thing. - Hey, don't--
Son Junyeong claims
Mr. Yoon sexually assaulted him and ordered him to kill,
but were you aware of the fact that Mr. Son,
days before, disguised as a woman,
threatened the old man with a deadly weapon?
Did that really happen?
Thank you, we have nothing more at this time.
No, wait, no, I'm not finished--
Can you share any information?
Well, uh… I, uh…
I've onl… only been with the company a week. Very sorry.
What'd you hope to accomplish?
He killed all of them, that asshole.
The prick deserves what's coming.
Listen closely, Mr. Han,
since you don't have a quarter of that kid's intellect.
You think the truth's coming out? That's the way this ends?
The kid gets punished and apologizes for everything he did?
Uh, no.
No, and that is exactly why I did what I did just now.
Let's review what you did.
If you made that up to pressure him, that's defamation.
And if it's true, they still sue you for factual defamation.
You keep getting summoned to court
and all your time and your money goes to defending yourself
while that kid plays games in his fancy house.
Oh, shit.
I think I'm the one who caused this.
Had I not gone over there…
to see that old man…
He'd be alive?
Is that what you think?
Spending your life dwelling on hypothetical what-ifs
is absolutely the dumbest thing you can do.
It already happened, it's done.
And furthermore, you're not the story, the victims here are.
No more pity parties from you. And no more crying.
So, shut the hell up and just do your job.
What if I cover this story?
Is there any way that monster goes to jail?
It's such a fucked up law that minors get away with these crimes.
How do we change it?
Seems to me like…
you're looking for reassurance.
Well, I'm definitely gonna need something to continue doing this.
Hope is never obvious.
It's not something you can find out there.
Why is it that I'm the one left behind
when Han Do shit the bed?
If you want assurance from me, let's get going. I'll show you.
All right, here we go.
We'll start with the bad news.
I wasn't able to extract any audio.
Uh, it isn't all there, but being such a master of the craft,
I did… manage to recover the footage of the crime itself.
Uh…
Man, that hurts like hell.
This is self-defense.
What do you think… he was grabbing at?
Well, that's for the detective to find out.
It's a bit too small… to decipher.
Now, here it is.
How did you think to put a camera there anyway, huh?
The life of a producer, you know?
All right then, I'll be off once I've had a chat with Ms. Oh.
Okay, I'll just wait downstairs with Mr. Bae.
Hmm…
This will cause quite a stir once it makes the news.
Ms. Oh, we couldn't have done it without you.
Uh…
Detective.
In your press briefing, could you… leave our names out?
Where is this humility coming from?
It's not humility, just being careful.
Once it's out that we were involved, what Han Do did will come to light.
Everybody who loves gossip
will drag him over the coals for doing this or that…
Weathering the storm
and surviving the hits
is how you grow as a person.
Again, just being careful.
Now to those travel records…
There are no records of a Cho Haewon entering Korea whatsoever.
-Not at all? -Two possibilities.
Either she never entered,
or somehow, she changed her personal information.
That's as far as I can go.
There's always people watching.
Oh, Ms. Oh, you're done.
Here you go.
Whose number is this?
Mingeun's father.
It was fate. I was in the ER earlier
and he just walked in.
I told him I was a producer at Trigger and he agreed to an interview.
This is fate telling me to nail it. Don't you think?
All right then, I'm heading to Mingeun's house with Do.
Why don't you interview them alone?
What the hell?
Go by yourself.
You don't mind going overboard when no one asked you to,
but you bail whenever we need you.
How do I deal with that?
-That's not what-- -I don't need to hear your excuses.
You know, respecting your team members is the least you could do.
- Hey-- - God! Why do you hate everything?
-I get it, okay? I'm coming. I'm coming. -No, stay here, see if I care!
Let's go, okay? Let's go. Let's go!
- Thank you. - Good luck.
Let's go, Mr. Bae!
Thank you for agreeing to this interview.
I'm sure things can't be easy for you right now.
I had no choice with all that's happened.
Having a hard time trusting anyone at all.
I know it must be difficult, but the police are doing all they can.
We're going to do everything in our power to help you as well.
Uh, um… this is Han Do, one of our producers.
And, uh, I'm Kang Giho.
- What… - Ah, ah…
I'm not sure why Han Do is on the ground. Uh, um…
Huh?
- Get out! Get out! - I'm not wearing shoes!
I'm barefoot! God, that hurts. Ma'am, wait! Wait!
Ma'am, just a second!
Ma'am! Ugh, ma'am!
What the hell's your deal?
Come on!
What kind of person goes around
flipping off random strangers on the street?
My God! You could've given me a heads-up at least.
These people have had it bad enough as it is
without us adding to their misery.
That's why I said I wasn't coming to this interview.
I mean, you're afraid of tiny puppies that are this big?
You? Animal Paradise?
That really was a "what the fuck," dude. What the fuck?
Hey, people like me exist. You can like something
-you're afraid of. -Shut up at once!
Please.
You see what you did?
Stop making people say horrible things. Can you do that?
We gotta go back to the office.
Oh, man, what are we gonna do?
Ms. Hong, Ms. Oh, Chief, they're gonna…
Oh, God, we're so screwed. We are so royally screwed.
Are you a reporter?
Why?
That's all right, it's not a pleasant story.
What?
Junyeong, I know it's tough, okay?
But that's why you should focus on solving your equations
- and get in the right headsp-- - Get off, bitch!
I don't need this shit for med school!
For fuck's sake.
My goodness.
Jesus Christ, how much trouble has the kid gotten himself into overnight?
Ma'am, you're not keeping…
…anything else from me, are you?
Huh?
Uh… no. I've told you everything. Everything.
I mean, what could be worse than what he's already done?
To confirm, I have everything?
Right. Mm…
The, uh, interview…
I think it's off.
What?
What the hell? Are you crazy?
No, uh… H-Han-- Han Do actually gave the kid's mom, uh, the finger.
You know, one of these?
The finger?
Well, uh, he didn't do it today…
…but that's why they kicked us out
- without our shoes on. - What do we do?
Mingeun's father just sent me a text.
He says he'll file a report if we call him again.
For these kinds of cases,
the greatest weapons we have
for winning over our viewers…
…are the parents' tears.
We open with the tears to grab the viewers and make them--
That'd be playing for pity.
I think showing the killer's cruelty and dangerous tendencies
is always a better approach than just…
capitalizing on misery.
You're talking like you didn't derail our whole operation.
Are you a sociopath?
What about the old man?
Not only does he lose his life,
they then frame him as the offender, ruining his memory.
That's why I think we open with Son Junyeong…
…and not the victims.
Wait, you actually met the kid?
H… How though?
Oh, you know, a little hospital visit.
So, wait…
that's where you were when I couldn't find you?
- Wow. - Sweetie…
that was brave.
Why didn't you tell us sooner about that?
I could have too, if it wasn't illegal.
That means this recording won't be able to be used on air, right, Ms. Oh?
We'll film a good old-fashioned reenactment,
and then we'll just top it off with the audio from this.
That should do the trick.
No problem.
Uh… Huh?
I'm gonna go interview someone with Giho.
Wai… What? What interview? What are you talking about?
They'll beat us to death if we go back there.
Not them.
I think he killed someone else.
Someone before this.
I keep thinking about what you said earlier.
What did you mean, it's not a pleasant story?
I think it was four years ago.
There was a family with two children.
A brother in third grade and one who was developmentally disabled.
- Five years old. He died in an accident. - We have a child
who inhaled too much water.
- He's not breathing at all! - The crazy thing is…
word spread fast among the moms that the child's death wasn't an accident.
What happened if it wasn't an accident?
The rumor was
the older brother murdered him.
The family was in Apartment 106, Unit 1806
from the case that made the news recently…
and the older brother from back then
is actually Son Junyeong himself.
Don't.
You may go home now.
I can take it from here.
Yes, but ma'am…
I said go.
And the police didn't even bother investigating
whether it had been a murder or an accident?
You said there were wounds on Son Junyeong's hands and wrists?
Junyeong's mother… said those were because of his eczema.
What were the cops gonna do, argue against a parent?
Did he actually have eczema though?
The kid's skin has been flawlessly white since he was born. Really.
The younger child had the issues.
The mother never gave him love.
I was wondering if me doing this
might be too risky if this interview goes on the air?
I'm the only one who ever worked in that house.
We'll edit you out if that's what you want.
Really? I would feel better if you did.
What the heck are you saying?
The episode will be pretty mild without the bombshells though.
Son Junyeong will probably get released.
He told me his goal was to kill 100 people.
-Wait, what? -I'd be his third.
And his fourth…
would it be you?
I'm not-- No. What? We never even met.
Oh, that's right.
You were there a long time, weren't you?
-Uh-huh. -So, to be safe,
we should get our names changed.
Or no, what are your thoughts on moving?
-Like abroad somewhere? -W-Well, there's always plastic surgery.
That's good! Do you know a good plastic surgeon?
There's one across the street from the office.
Does he, um, wanna kill 100 people, really?
We should air this.
What the hell are they gonna do? Yeah, please do it.
Oh, ma'am, thank you.
Cut. Cut!
You sneezed so many times that I lost count already!
I told you to keep it in, didn't I?
And I told you I didn't want to.
I got allergies, man.
Allergies…
He says he's got allergies.
Did I not tell you that building this whole set
puts us way over budget?
Didn't I say that? Are you gonna pay for us to hire an actor?
Also, you're scared of dogs, but cool with cats? What's that about?
-Yes. -Yes?
I don't love cats though. I'm more of a dog person.
You are so extremely difficult.
-Okay, Mr. Ha? Let's reset. -Hurry up. Come on.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, just one more.
Hold it in. Don't you sneeze on me.
Just don't, please.
And what is that smell?
Uh… Mr. Bae, do you have to smoke on set?
Are we ready to shoot? I'll throw it out.
What an eventful night we're having.
All right, everyone. And… standby.
Action!
Come on! I said stop that!
Are you still not done?
No, I'm done, I just wanted to go over it again.
They found Mingeun's eyes.
Really? Where?
Mr. Yoon had them apparently.
That's what was in his hands in that clip?
Wow…
They must have been connected in their past lives, huh?
- Good luck then. - Right.
I have to start editing now. Sad face, sad face.
I'll come to see you later on. Early in the morning.
-Kissy Princess. -Yeah.
Shooting heart.
Okay. Let's finish this right now.
Let's do this!
By Hall of Pain…
"Hall of Pain," really?
What a guy, this joker, huh?
Episode 1784 The Old Man Who Burns Cats
- Hmm. - Oh, you got graphics too.
What do you think?
It felt cinematic.
Who thought up the opening?
You soap opera guys know your stuff.
We should be good once we cut out the gore.
- Mm-hmm. - We used stuffed animals.
- I know. - Oh.
You guys are a good team after all.
Yes…
Hey, Mr. Bae can act.
Stop using Mr. Bae, you punk.
A chilling urban legend
started making rounds on some online forums a few months ago.
The story goes that the old man would appear in the streets
only under the cover of night.
However, after digging deeper into what was happening,
our team instead uncovered the true horror…
of a young prodigy who grew up to become a monster.
Though Mr. Yoon burned to death,
Mingeun's eyes were found intact,
tightly clasped… in Yoon's hands.
We have obtained video evidence
telling a very different story from that given by Mr. Son
that it was Yoon who had orchestrated everything.
I can't be tried as an adult, so I can't go to prison.
My goal is 100 victims.
That kid had the most beautiful eyes.
To the boy turned monster, disregarding the value of life,
the life of an animal, the life of a human,
these were no more than mere trophies to brag about.
Does this monster
exploiting his own legal status as a minor
to make a mockery of the value of life
truly deserve to be exempt from his crimes?
Oh Soryong with Trigger, a voice for all the voiceless,
we are… their last resort.
Goddamn it!
Junyeong.
Junyeong. Junyeong!
Junyeong.
What are we going to do?
- Take him away. - Stay back!
- Get away! - Stay back!
- Ma'am, please move aside. - Wait, wait, wait!
- No! Get away! Stop! - Get away! Let me go! Get off!
Get away from him!
- Let go of me, you perverts! - Stay still!
Let go of me! Stop it!
Let me go! Get off me!
- Let go of me, you fuckers! - Calm down.
Move.
- You! You bastards! - Whoa, what's this now?
Just stop!
-Hey, come on! -You ruined my son's future!
You think you'll get away with this?
I figured you'd say thank you.
What?
Edmund Kemper.
The Co-Ed Killer with an IQ of 145.
He liked to brutally torture animals at an early age.
A few years later…
his first murders were his grandparents.
And then in his final act of horror,
his mother was his target.
Not even 10 years later.
He hit her on the head with a hammer to kill her,
then chopped off her head to use as a dartboard.
You should be grateful we intervened in time.
The least you could do is pretend to feel some remorse
for the ones…
who died so you didn't have to.
You're an adult.
You're the mother of that child
and the one who died, so please act like it.
All right, let's go. Okay? Let's go.
Can I ride in a different car?
She's in the other car. Let's go.
Ma'am! Ma'am!
I'm resigning.
You lied to me.
I hate taking cases that'll haunt me down the road.
All right.
National Assembly Passes Bill To Name New Law After Mingeun
I can't believe the cops let her in on the investigation.
Ms. Oh's freaking cool, huh?
- Uh-huh. - Huh?
Huh?
Oh, wow, you agree?
Go home.
Or have a celebratory beer for your first story.
I actually have to edit everything for the reruns.
There won't be any reruns.
That boy's very wealthy father has just informed us
that he'll be scouring the episode
in order to sue us if we get any details wrong.
We can't give them any more ammo.
So it's the debut and finale for this one?
You'll be working on stories like that till you're dead.
Would the company card be too much to ask for his producing debut?
All right, fine.
Thank you! Thank… you!
Wow, I get to use the chief's company card.
-The fabled "triple-C." -What?
It's an honor, sir. All hail the card.
- Can we get some steaks? - Hey.
Cows are expensive. Go get samgyeopsal instead.
Pigs are cuter than cows.
Uh, so, uh, hey…
Uh, Ms. Hong, he's asking for you.
Me?
Yeah, I'm also gonna need… a key to the cabinet.
If you would just tell me which files, I'm sure I can get them--
You want me to ask permission for every little thing?
Make a copy if you don't have a spare.
Nice work.
Hey, man…
…he said no steaks 'cause cows are expensive,
what about the lamb place?
-I have an appointment. -Huh?
I should get going.
Han Do.
Will your appointment take long? Hey!
Has he heard… all the rumors or something?
Soap Opera Screenwriter Contract
Hong Nahee, Writer
Yongmin Funeral Home
- So, how much is the total? - Uh…
For the shroud, body storage,
and funeral parlor fees,
comes to 2.78 million won.
Two point--
Two point…
Spread out the payments…
…for as long as you can. Thanks.
The Late Yoon Namgi
Watch your step there.
How are you, sir? Are you holding up?
- Oh, right, thank you so much. - Do be careful out there.
Cho Mingeun
Excuse me.
Is this the funeral for the elderly man from the show?
Uh… uh, yes.
This is the funeral for Mr. Yoon Namgi.
We saw what happened on TV and looked up where this was.
Can we pay our respects?
Oh, yeah, of course.
Go ahead and pay your respects.
Come on in.
-Just a second. -Ah, sure.
Find it yet?
Find what?
Your reassurance
What are we doing today?
How about something…
a little different?
Jesus said to Thomas…
that great blessings belong to those who believe without seeing.
Withdrawal of Criminal Complaint Against Oh Soryong
Now then, shall we try testing your faith?
The Better Angels of Our Nature Steven Pinker
This time, it's the real deal.
Trigger's Adulteress Exposed