Original subtitles

Stay still, you bastard!

You are under arrest for murder.

You have the right to an attorney.

-You have the right to remain silent. -Let me go, you bastards!

-Anything you say can and will be… -Let go of me!

Please save

my mom, dad, and brother.

Hey, get a move on.

Are we all set? Detective Jo, what about the victim's statement?

Yes, it's all ready.

Why are you still wearing bloody clothes?

Hey, reporters are swarming outside. Don't let your guard down.

Yes, sir.

Hey.

I'll take you to the hospital soon.

Sit here for a bit, okay?

All right.

Detective Jo!

Look at the kid! He's got a gun!

No, Lee Do! Don't do it!

Don't do anything.

Lee Do.

-Hey. -Lee Do!

Look at me, okay?

Shoot me.

Shut up, you bastard!

What's stopping you?

Lee Do!

Shoot me.

Shooting at Yeongseong Gosiwon.

All nearby units, deploy immediately!

I repeat. Shooting at Yeongseong Gosiwon.

All nearby units…

-Are you okay? -Help me.

Officer Kim! Hold on.

-Where's the shooter? -Inside.

Let's go.

Go in.

At least…

the end of my life turned out okay.

You there!

Drop the gun. Put your hands up.

Hello there.

Don't move!

You see, guns are

actually surprisingly easy to use.

So convenient.

Drop the gun and put your hands up!

I heard a police officer's gun…

always fires a blank as the first round.

What?

Get out!

Get out! Now!

Don't save anyone.

These bastards are all trash.

An officer has been shot. All units entering must be armed.

The suspect is currently armed with a machine gun.

-Hey! -Are you okay?

-Yes. -And the people inside?

They're too scared to come out.

Come out, you bastards!

-Wait here. -What?

-Think you can hide from me? -Officer Lee!

You shouldn't have ignored me, should you?

This wouldn't have happened if we all followed the rules.

You're the ones who drove me to this.

Did I ask for too much? Huh?

Just not to touch people's food

and to keep your voices down in shared areas.

Is that so hard?

Don't get your hopes up.

There's no such thing here.

Your life is stuck in the gutter, just like mine.

I'll spare you the trouble

by killing you all.

Just wait. I'll find every last one of you.

Found you!

Please don't kill me!

Listen to me carefully.

The shooter has an M4.

He fired three shots after reloading, leaving 27.

Make that 24.

I'll distract him and make him waste his ammo.

You save the people inside.

Officer Lee, what are you going to do?

Don't worry about me. We must save as many as we can, okay?

What the hell?

Damn it.

Goddamn it!

Come out.

This way.

You motherfuckers! I told you not to save anyone!

Get in there! Hurry!

Why did you…

Thank you.

-Traffic control needed. -No photos!

-Support units, move now. -Copy that.

Chief Yoon! Over here!

Chief Yoon!

Chief Yoon! A quick word?

Anything on camera?

The computer storing the files was destroyed, so they can't be retrieved.

And the witnesses?

They're in no state to testify yet. It'll take time.

For God's sake.

-Can you check these labels? -Yes, one moment.

Can you also check unit 308?

Finish up here.

Yes, sir.

I remember preparing for the police exam in a gosiwon not long ago.

I was in a room just like this

and was on the verge of losing my mind.

Are gosiwon beds made of nailed plywood these days?

No, that can't be. It's a bed, not a coffin.

Officer Lee!

Officer Jang.

Have you ever seen this before?

Chief! We found more guns in here.

What?

They've already been scanned, so you can check them yourself.

These are all automatic rifles.

Call the military now and have them send an expert.

Yes, sir.

Hey, call them now and…

Hey!

I told you to bring in an expert.

Well, Officer Lee spent a long time in the military before joining the police.

Then tell us what you know about these until the expert arrives.

What's he doing over there?

If you're not sure, just stay out of it.

No, sir.

Allow me to explain.

I'll give you a rundown.

This is the XM177E2, a rifle widely used by US Special Forces SOG in Vietnam.

This is the AK-47, a 7.62 mm Kalashnikov rifle,

mainly made in the former Soviet Union.

And this is the MP5,

a German submachine gun introduced in 1964,

an iconic weapon of counterterrorism forces globally.

Lastly, this is the MK18 MOD1,

the standard-issue rifle of US Special Operations,

a modernized M4 widely used by US Special Forces.

So you're saying guns from past wars and overseas conflicts

have surfaced in Korea?

And in a gosiwon, of all places?

Yes, sir.

There's a bigger issue.

Do you recall the dozens of bullets found before?

You mean the ones found in the rooftop room?

Yes.

It's under investigation. Why?

The bullets found there

and the guns on this table…

are all fully compatible.

In my opinion,

these two cases appear to be connected.

Everyone.

Looks like we've found something big.

Make sure everyone keeps quiet, especially the reporters.

-Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.

Clean up everything here too.

Man, I'm starving.

For fuck's sake, when's he coming out?

Is it good?

A brutal mass shooting at a gosiwon…

Holy shit. Take a look at this, Jeong-man.

…has shocked the public.

The police apprehended the suspect, Yu, a resident of the gosiwon…

Are we in the States or what?

Fucking hell, what's going on in Korea? I don't like this.

-What is it? -Stop being so dramatic.

Shit.

-He was shooting people and shit. -Shit. That's fucked.

-Hey, go in and see what's happening. -Yes, sir.

Walk straight, you bastard!

Let go, you motherfuckers! Let me go, you bastards!

Stay still!

Yong-gu, you son of a bitch!

Yong-gu, that fucking bastard.

Hey, Gong!

Seok-ho, you motherfucker!

Seok-ho, you fucking asshole!

Spare me, you son of a bitch! Please!

Let's talk this out.

Let's go in, grab a fucking drink, and--

That's too bad.

I quit drinking as of today. I want to live a long life.

-Seok-ho. -I asked nicely before.

If you'd given up the business, we wouldn't be here.

Let's talk this out! Yeah?

You fucking bastard!

Let go of me, you fuckers!

Fuck.

Good work, everyone.

-Go get some rest. -Yes, sir.

-Yong-gu. -Yes, sir.

Once I sort out the shares, I'll hand the business over.

Yes, sir.

-I'm off. Take good care of him. -Yes, sir.

You fucking asshole! Fucking son of a bitch!

Gong, you fucking traitor!

You motherfucker! Let me go, you little shitheads!

You motherfuckers!

Gloves on. Let's get ready.

Jeong-man!

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

Let's go.

-Hello. -Hello.

On three. One, two, three.

-This is gonna be a pain. -Hey, busters.

Make sure to clean thoroughly.

It's pretty messy today, huh?

For fuck's sake. Then come out earlier.

You take your fucking time and then tell us to hurry the fuck up.

Don't be so dramatic.

Fucking stupid busters.

Don't look at me like that, motherfucker.

Have you lost your mind? Who ordered that for him?

Are we at a Chinese restaurant or something?

-He said he'd cooperate for jjajangmyeon. -Captain's coming. Clean it up.

Sorry, sir.

Hey.

What's your deal?

Where did you get that gun?

The gun?

I'll talk.

But please bring that guy here.

So we meet again.

Why did you want to see me?

I was totally out of my mind back then, so I wasn't aware.

But when you grabbed my face and slammed me into the wall,

I thought…

"This guy is legit."

"He's nothing like these lowlifes in the gosiwon."

Huh?

What the hell is he talking about?

If you have questions, just ask. I'll tell you everything.

Hey, raise the volume.

Where's the gun from?

It came by courier.

Who sent it?

I don't know.

That bastard is talking shit again.

Why would a stranger send you a package by courier

with a gun in it, of all things?

Well, I don't really know why.

Maybe because I wanted it badly.

Shouldn't he be on meds?

Well, I'm not sure.

Mr. Yu.

This isn't the time for jokes.

You know, Officer,

I speak only the truth.

Have you handled guns before?

Far, near, middle.

In the military.

Were the guns you hid under your bed also delivered by courier?

That's the funny thing.

I made it clear that I just needed one decent gun,

so I'm not sure why they sent me so many scary guns.

Thinking about it pisses me off again.

Mr. Yu.

Do you know how many people died because of you?

If you have any remorse for what you did,

please answer my questions honestly.

"Remorse"?

Do you think those bastards felt any for what they did to me?

Those bastards had no respect for laws, rules, and common sense.

Fuck them.

No matter the reason,

you can't justify shooting someone.

You shouldn't be saying that!

Just as the police catch criminals and lock them up,

all I did was get rid of scumbags.

Thanks to me, many people won't have to suffer.

By taking out just 20 gosiwon scumbags, I've made countless people safer.

So why would you say that to me?

What I did is no different from what you did.

I did the same thing you did.

Do you think they're the same?

Why won't you admit it?

If I prove that I'm truly righteous,

will you admit it?

There are more guns.

What do you mean?

There are more people with guns.

How do you know?

What's he doing?

Because I saw it.

Saw what?

People who want guns.

And who are these people?

That's a question for civil servants paid by taxes.

That bastard is playing dumb just to screw with us.

Given his psych history,

he's trying to play the temporary insanity card.

We should still look into it.

-A bigger incident could happen. -Look into what?

Hey, how does that make any…

A gun? Delivered by courier?

You don't actually believe what that bastard said, do you?

If he actually received it by courier, he would've paid for it.

But he only has 530,000 won in his account.

Clean transaction record, no credit card.

Think about it.

Who would send such expensive firearms to a guy like him for free?

That's what we need to figure out.

Who is behind this, and why?

-Why did you kill them? -What was your motive?

Please say a few words!

Captain Joo. I just have one question.

-I'm busy right now. -Later.

These are guns, right? There are more, aren't there?

This is an ongoing investigation, so I can't comment on it.

Come on, don't be like that!

There were more guns there. I know what I saw.

Smuggled? Homemade? What exactly does it look like?

Hey, let's go!

I'll write an article based on this photo.

You're a reporter, for God's sake.

Write articles based on facts, not fiction.

Go ahead. We'll see what happens.

You're not giving me the facts, so I feel like I have to make stuff up.

Captain!

Oh dear.

Goodness me.

Today's rice is cooked to perfection.

The forecast predicted rain yesterday,

so I was really worried,

but the sunshine was so beautiful.

I wasn't cold at all.

Enjoy your meal until I get back, son.

I'll do my best again today.

LISTEN TO MY DEAD SON'S MESSAGE!

Well, word got out that someone died here, so no one will rent it.

-I'm so mad, I'm losing my mind! -I see.

What are you even looking for in there? For God's sake.

We just need to check something.

So no one came by to visit or drop off any packages, right?

What packages?

I never saw any of his family or friends.

Thank you.

Officer Lee.

What are you looking at?

The gosiwon over there.

Do you think there are more guns like the gosiwon shooter said?

I hope it's nothing more than the ravings of a lunatic.

I hope so too.

Guns have no place

in our daily lives.

Fucking hell, these all suck ass.

Hey, not a single one of these is worth selling.

Would you buy any of these?

Hey.

Do these photos turn you on?

Fuck. You gonna keep taking shitty photos like this?

-Hey, Yeong-dong's here. -He's coming.

Fuck-gyu's dying. He can't breathe! Hurry!

-Come on, hurry! -Run!

-Hurry up! -He's gonna die, man.

-Hey! Run! Hurry up! -Run! Hurry!

-Hurry! -Run!

Run faster! Come on!

What are you doing?

Hey, I'm sorry.

Putting on a pig show?

Here, bread and cigarettes.

Here.

Get up.

Hey, Yeong-dung.

I told you to make ten accounts for me, but you still haven't done it.

Seong-jun, I'm sorry. I'll go make them right away.

I'll get it done quickly.

I'll make it easy for you once I get this.

Okay, I understand.

I'll do my best to fire myself up!

I'll do my best.

Let's go.

-For fuck's sake. Fucking loser. -Oh man.

Do your job right, or we'll visit your mom's restaurant.

You stink of your mom's food.

-Fuck, it stinks. -Cheer up, okay?

-Freaking loser. -Let's play games.

Good luck, Fuck-gyu.

I'm sorry, Gyu-jin.

I'll run faster next time.

Just wipe off the blood.

Thanks.

Those sons of bitches.

Don't do anything,

or they'll beat you up again.

This is suffocating.

This is fucking suffocating.

That's him, right?

I guess he's too ashamed to show his face.

You're right.

Why does someone like him have to live here?

What rotten luck.

Exactly.

Those fucking bitches.

Hey, give me two cartons of Marlboro Red.

Please lower your mask and show me your ID.

Damn it. Hey, lady.

Do I look like a kid to you?

No, it's not exactly that.

Just give me the fucking cigarettes already.

Did I do something wrong?

I just came to buy groceries.

Why the fuck are you looking at me like I'm a cockroach?

I just want to kill them all for real.

For fuck's sake!

Why the fuck would you block the way to someone's house?

If you ordered these damn packages, take them in right away!

What the fuck is this bastard's name?

Park Kyeong-ja.

PARK KYEONG-JA

Is this Ms. Park Kyeong-ja's residence?

My mom will be home soon.

-Come in. -Thank you.

Do you need help with your mother's packages?

No, it's fine. Just come in.

What the fuck?

It's a gun.

They actually sent this?

Those bastards are fucking crazy.

I mean, they sent me a K1 and a K2.

This is it. Let's go!

Hey, come down from there.

-Hey, it looks good. -Great.

Jeong-man!

Jeong-man. Gu Jeong-man!

Jeong-man!

Please spare me, Jeong-man.

Stop calling my name.

It's nothing personal. Just business.

Yes, I know you're good at your job.

You're a smart guy, right?

With your brains, man,

you can do better than being Gong Seok-ho's buster.

Gong Seok-ho promised to give you the business

if you took me out, right?

But he's going to give it to Yong-gu.

He won't give it to you.

He's never going to give it to you, man.

Mr. Kim.

That didn't sit right with me.

Hurry up and bury him. Quickly!

-Okay! -Hurry up.

We gotta go before sunrise. Hurry!

We met ten years ago!

Don't worry. I'll hold a nice memorial for you.

Let me live, and I'll give you some valuable info.

-Those who say that never have much. -Jeong-man!

I'll help you take over this entire organization, Jeong-man!

Jeong-man, you can get a gun!

You can get a gun, you bastard.

Jeong-man!

Come on, Jeong-man.

Just bury him before sunrise and be done with it.

We're all fucked if Mr. Gong finds out Mr. Kim is still alive.

Jeong-man, just trust me.

I'll make sure you get everything.

A gun? Seriously? Are you for real?

Why waste time thinking about it?

Come on, think about it. Okay?

-Say we get a gun. -You can.

How do you take over with one gun?

There are so many people above Mr. Gong.

No, not just one gun. There's a hundred.

More than a hundred guns. No, actually, there are tons.

You son of a bitch. You think we're fucking idiots?

Hey, one sec.

Come on.

-What was your name again? -I almost answered.

-Yes, sir. -Where's the update?

Damn it.

I was about to call you. We just finished cleaning up.

-Sir. -Yeah?

About the business you promised after this job…

What promise?

Oh, that?

I'm busy. Talk later when you get back.

Gong didn't answer, did he?

He's not going to give it to you.

Fucking hell.

Jeong-man!

He's beating him like a dog.

What are you doing? Bury him.

-Let's bury him. -Okay.

Hurry up, we gotta get to work. It's freezing, damn it.

-Hey, bury him. -Okay.

Shit. Damn you, motherfucker.

What now?

This is the supervising officer. Where are you?

Fuck off. You monitor me 24 hours a day. Of course you know.

Exactly. Why are you in a place you don't usually visit?

Why did you go up that mountain?

I came out for some fresh air because you people are suffocating me.

Hey.

Let me ask you something.

Where are you monitoring me from, huh?

Tell me. Where are you hiding?

I cannot disclose that information.

"Cannot disclose that information"?

I'm done talking to you, jackass.

WARNING THIS IS A MILITARY OPERATION ZONE

UNAUTHORIZED ENTRY AND PHOTOGRAPHY ARE PROHIBITED

Begin with the ready marksmen, fire!

Looks like I've still got it.

All prepare to fire!

Begin with the marksmen who are ready, fire!

I admire you, Officer Lee.

By the way, the firearms report I requested…

Here you go.

-Do. -Yes?

Did you request the customs clearance list? Here.

Yes. Something's bothering me, so I just wanted to check.

It's good to see you working hard, but let the detectives handle their work.

We should stay in our own lane.

I know. I'll do as you say.

I trust you.

-Thank you. -Sure.

CUSTOMS CLEARANCE LIST FIREARMS

Hey, how come you haven't been answering your phone?

Why are you so late?

It took longer than expected to wrap things up cleanly.

You should've called me earlier, then. You bastard.

Here's the picture of Mr. Kim.

Oh man, this is a really great shot!

Who would've thought you had another talent, Jeong-man?

Here.

Get a move on.

Fucking hell.

-Hey, Jeong-man. -Yes?

-This place is nice, isn't it? -Yes, sir.

So,

do my boys and I

get to run this place from now on?

What the hell are you talking about?

Yong-gu will manage this place.

-I'm sorry? -Are you kidding me?

Come on, just trust me. This information is legit.

No way.

Fuck.

Why?

Well, you promised me last time

that you'd let us run one of these businesses.

Come on, Jeong-man.

Look around. Does this place really suit you guys?

But

my boys worked really hard for you.

We killed and buried people just as you ordered.

-We cleaned up after-- -Damn it!

Make it short. Get to the point.

Give us a chance to live like normal people.

"People"?

What have you been, then?

Weren't we just your obedient mutts?

What?

"Mutts"?

For fuck's sake. Do you have to be so harsh?

You're making me feel like shit now.

Fine, you asshole. You'll get your own when it's time.

So just be patient.

Okay?

By the way,

do you know any of my boys' names?

Is there anyone except you I should know about?

Still, they're all working hard for you,

so I'd appreciate it if you at least called them by name.

All right. Hey.

Take this, grab some food with your boys, and wash up at a public bath.

You stink, you bastard.

Thank you, sir.

Hey! Toss this on your way out.

I don’t need Mr. Kim's ghost haunting me.

-You dumbass. -It hurts!

-I took it out. -Come on, for fuck's sake.

-That fucking hurts, you bastard. -Hey, this bastard is…

He's here!

He's here!

Jeong-man, is this place ours now?

Jeong-man, what is this?

You look upset.

From now on,

Yong-gu will manage this place.

Fucking hell!

Gong Seok-ho, that son of a bitch!

-Why? -U-tae.

-Did you search the place? -There is a storage room.

But it's locked.

Mr. Kim knew he was gonna fucking die.

Maybe he fed us some bullshit to fuck us over?

-Hey, Chang-ju. -Yes?

Take the boys to that gosiwon on the news and see if there's anything there.

U-tae, come with me.

-Oh man. -Hey, let's go. Come on!

Guys.

Take this, go take a bath,

and eat something good.

Sorry it came to this after all your hard work.

Hey, Jeong-man. What's wrong?

-Hey, it's okay. -Jeong-man!

-Hey! -Let's go.

Hey, what's up with you? What is it?

Seriously, what's gotten into you? Jeong-man!

-You know where Mr. Kim's car is, right? -Why?

Let's check it out.

Fuck-gyu, grab your mom's ID and get over here quickly.

-Enjoy. -Can we get a rolled omelet?

Of course. One rolled omelet, please!

DAESEONG RESTAURANT

Hey!

What's on your mind, Gyu-jin?

Go ahead. You can tell me.

Could I have 50,000 won?

50,000 won?

Why do you suddenly need money? Is something going on?

No, nothing's going on.

I just need money.

Do you really need it now?

Yes, I need it.

I'm sorry.

Goodness, sorry for what?

I'm busy, so just take it from my wallet.

RESIDENT REGISTRATION CARD

Thanks for the food, ma'am!

Have a great day!

-I'm going now, Mom. -Okay, see you later.

Hey, here comes Fuck-gyu!

Hey, Fuck-gyu!

Did you bring it?

What are you doing?

Fuck-gyu, you son of a bitch.

You wanna die?

Well, actually…

Am I a fucking joke to you?

I couldn't just bring my mom's ID so suddenly, so--

Then steal her wallet, fucker.

I'm really sorry…

but you're using her ID to borrow from a loan shark, right?

But the thing is, my mom works so hard.

Instead, I'll take racier photos.

Why the hell do I care how hard your mom works?

Well…

Do I need to care about that?

No.

Let's try this again.

Can you bring her ID by tomorrow or not?

Yes or no?

Yes or no, you fucking asshole?

I'm sorry.

You fucking son of a bitch! Damn it.

Hey, just beat him up.

Fucking loser.

Where are the car keys?

He said to check the tires.

Look for them.

Hey, the car keys…

Found them!

Open it up.

Get out of the way.

What the hell? Holy shit.

Jeong-man.

This doesn't feel right. Let's think it through.

Hey, you can't be rash about this!

What can you do with just one gun?

If things go wrong, both of us are fucked for sure!

So you're just gonna beg for scraps from that bastard Gong?

U-tae.

That bastard will never give us a chance.

"Just wait. We're almost there." It's all just fucking talk!

You, me,

and our boys.

That bastard is giving us false hope and messing with us.

What should we do?

-Fuck. -Keep living this way?

U-tae.

I see this…

as an opportunity.

Where's the gun from?

It came by courier.

Why would a stranger send you a package by courier

with a gun in it, of all things?

Ever gotten a parcel from an unknown sender?

No, I have no idea.

When does the Gyeongin courier arrive?

Between 2:00 p.m. and 4:00 p.m.

Have you seen this person around?

No.

What day is the recycling picked up?

Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Check thoroughly.

Are we sure he wasn't bullshitting us?

He said it was here.

Wait.

This isn't it. This is annoying.

This is the police.

What's going on?

Well…

We're trying to sell these boxes for some extra cash.

-You got a problem with that? -Do you?

Didn't you see the police line back there?

This is a crime scene. You can't just come in here.

I can't read English.

-You dumbass. -Thank you for your hard work.

Yes, sir?

Hey, you know what Yu Jeong-tae told us?

I don't think we need to worry. It was all a lie.

Sorry?

We checked all courier records. There are no deliveries to his address.

In fact, he hasn't received a single package in the past three years.

He keeps saying weird stuff

about everyone having a trigger or something.

He'll be a pain to deal with.

Anyway, we're checking the camera from the scene

and nearby dashcam footage.

I'll call you if we find anything.

Understood.

By any chance…

Well, if you ever need help, feel free to call me anytime.

Will do. Thanks. Have a good one.

23S-2549. Jeon Won-seong is in that car, right?

Hey, get closer.

Yeah, Do?

Yu did receive a package. I saw the box.

But I think a man named Jeon Won-seong in our area got the same one.

What? Jeon Won-seong?

We're chasing that bastard now.

We're almost on him. I'll call you back.

Okay.

Jeon Won-seong! Get out of the car!

Get out!

Hey, get out.

Hurry up!

What? Move out of the way.

Excuse me! Why are you doing this? What did we do wrong?

Sir, did you give this person a ride?

This guy? He got out a while back.

Detective Seo!

Jeon Won-seong's ankle monitor and phone.

Who are you?

That hurts.

Wait!

My name is Moon Baek.

Moon Baek.

What are you doing here?

Well, I…

I came to pick something up.

A package.

Subtitle translation by: Sung In Jang