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" PRISON PLAYBOOK "

What do you mean, it's gone? That makes no sense, you punk.

"Punk" must be my pet name.

What?

The night watch schedule.

How is the night watch schedule gone?

It's gone.

That's absurd.

Right after the accident, we checked the men on night watch.

Strangely, Corporal Choi was on duty three nights in a row.

That night, I demanded their night watch schedule.

-But they said they didn't have it. -Gosh.

They signed it everyday, and it should've been in the military barracks.

But that day, it was gone.

Something smells very fishy.

Hey.

Did the dead Private Park

stand night watch that night?

Maybe that's why they hid it.

Right?

Right? That's the case, isn't it?

That is it. Isn't that so? Right?

NIGHT WATCH SCHEDULE

Is this really

the night watch schedule from that night?

Yes, it is.

How can you be so sure?

Because I sent it.

I sent...

this schedule to you.

Do a head count and restrict all access.

Take care of it.

You're an accomplice now, you punk.

So do it right.

Salute.

NIGHT WATCH SCHEDULE

NIGHT WATCH SCHEDULE

I got this.

-Did you take care of everything? -Yes.

Everything is erased?

I formatted the hard drive.

Don't you worry.

NIGHT WATCH SCHEDULE

2016 NIGHT WATCH

SEPTEMBER 20

DELETE

NIGHT WATCH: SEPTEMBER 20, 2016 DELETE: YES

FORMATTING WILL ERASE ALL DATA

CLICK YES TO FORMAT THE DRIVE

YES

FORMATTING

" PRISON PLAYBOOK "

ESTABLISH LAW AND ORDER

Hello, 50,000 inmates.

This is Lee Min-ju, your host of Bormai Radio, the Correction News.

Food is here!

In May, doesn't your body and heart feel warmer?

Food is here!

Did you see the flowers outside?

Food is here!

The flowery May

-is the queen of seasons. -Food is here!

Am I the only one who feels like I should travel somewhere

now that I can finally see the clear, blue sky without any fine dust?

All of our 50,000 inmates

and 15,000 prison officers.

I hope you have another energetic day,

just like this song.

PRISONER TRANSPORT

Oh, man.

Those guys will cause quite some trouble.

Hey, Officer Lee.

I hear everyone who came in today will be in Wing One.

Officer Lee. They will stress you out.

Me? I don't think so.

I have to go get Kim Je-hyeok.

No way.

Next story.

It's the third day of Father Mok Jung-hyun's hunger strike,

and he was sent to Western Prison today.

He was detained during his protest for redevelopment compensation of...

Man, why us?

Why not Northern Prison?

...and for special obstruction of duties.

On the 13th, he heard that everyone involved in the protest was arrested,

then began his hunger strike two days ago.

Father Mok Jung-hyun took part in strikes against unlawful dismissal of laborers

of Sungyong Constructions, Kihyun Electronics' appointments...

Is Father Mok doing well?

He is not doing well, but he's okay.

Come on.

Hey, Director Na.

Is there a way to stop his hunger strike?

What if he gets sick here?

If he collapses and gets sent to the hospital,

I'll end up with the full blame.

It won't happen.

He has been protesting for his whole life, so I'm sure he can take care of himself.

He'll manage.

What if thugs pick a fight with him?

We got an aggravated rape case and an unlawful abandonment case today.

Oh, should I just put them in a single cell?

This isn't a hotel.

And the single cells are currently full.

Excuse me.

Isn't Father Mok also in Wing One?

He is, but he's in a single cell, so he won't run into them.

And inmates hear the news too.

They already know he's famous, so they'll treat him all right.

Yes, of course. This is Father Mok.

He's a living Buddha.

And punks who would harm such an honorable man

-shouldn't be called human. -By the way,

was Kim Je-hyeok moved to gardening class?

Yes, I let him.

I mean, Je-hyeok is busy practicing baseball.

He shouldn't do labor.

And woodwork is the toughest of them all. My goodness.

It was about time he switched his duties,

so I told him to go to gardening class.

Warden, you should get the story straight.

It wasn't about time he changed his duties.

It was for the survival of our woodshop. That's why you chose to do that.

Ever since Kim Je-hyeok became the leader,

the percentage of work done dropped below 50 percent.

And the earnings were the lowest of all workshops.

Hey, Section Chief Shim.

People can't be perfect.

He could be bad at that.

Goodness.

He wasn't just bad. He was the worst.

That's cute. What is that thing?

A pencil holder, sir.

Then what's this?

A pencil holder.

Maybe a long pencil...

I'm sorry.

Goodness.

Take a ten-minute break.

Goodness.

So we don't have a leader at the woodshop now?

We do.

We have a temporary one.

Who?

Don't get an oddball like you did last time.

Well, he's a bit of an oddball.

He might make others a little tired,

but he won't mess around with money

or do something fishy behind one's back.

Who is it?

You both know who he is.

What?

Gosh.

It's a pleasure to work with you.

You won't need our help.

Just water the plants, and they'll grow.

You need to focus on practicing baseball.

In that case,

who's the new leader of the woodshop?

Man, the woodshop is in big trouble.

What do we do now?

He'll do well.

Of course. Yes, he'll do very well.

But it's that he might do too well. That's what I'm afraid of.

The worst boss in the world is a boss who's diligent.

I'd rather have a dull one like Je-hyeok right here.

Water for coffee!

-KAIST, hot water is here. -Hot water!

Make me some coffee.

Sounds great. Morning coffee.

For my dear Min-cheol, sweet coffee.

For my dear Bak-sa,

sweet coffee.

For my dear Je-hyeok,

sweet coffee with lots of milk.

For our dear Dopey,

sweet coffee with a bit of milk.

Mister.

I want it with lots of sugar.

Okay.

Hey, what about you?

How do you want it?

Americano.

I'd like an Americano.

Kim Je-hyeok, workout time.

Gosh.

These are all weapons for special violence.

Je-hyeok has good connections.

What if I take one of these?

Sure, go ahead and take it.

Yes, okay. I will.

Sure.

Officer Lee.

The punk who came in for aggravated rape is in our wing.

He's such a bastard. Be careful.

No, show him who's the boss from the get-go.

Or he'll outwit you.

So? Should I get some boys to work?

I get it. I'll manage.

They're worse than anything you can imagine.

Sure.

We served together in Cheongsong, and he killed a guy in the same cell.

His specialty is in plotting suicide.

Plotting suicide?

Officer Lee, it's attempted suicide.

Hurry up and come!

I'll stay here here. Don't worry.

I have nowhere to go.

Yes, just go.

If it's an attempt, he'll be fine, right?

Of course. It's all staged.

Over 99 percent of suicide attempts in prison are fake.

Why would anyone do that?

What if you really end up dying?

So it's mostly staged.

Or they pick a pushover and tell them to do it,

saying that they'll save him.

If things go haywire, you die.

Officers only fall for realistic acts,

so it's mostly hanging.

If the timing isn't right, some die then and there.

Here's why people do this.

If you stop suicide,

you get a load of points on your record.

You go up like two ranks at once.

If you get lucky, you can be put on parole.

It's like the lottery.

Anyway, that jerk lives up to his reputation.

It's only his first day.

It's a show, right?

Gosh, we got some low-grade jerks.

Those two obviously conspired it.

They aren't accomplices, but they have great teamwork.

So?

Did you let them be?

Yes.

What?

There's no evidence. Even Section Chief Park can't do anything.

We just gave him the highest points.

What?

You should at least swear at those jerks.

If it were Officer Paeng,

he'd kick them to a corner,

then curse them out again and again.

Officer Lee.

You always pretend like you're noble.

Why would I do that?

Inmates won't get scared even if we do that.

Also, swearing, threatening, and calling them punks don't work nowadays.

That's old-fashioned.

Who's old-fashioned? Officer Song, I'll take over.

He was talking about me.

He says my style is old-fashioned.

Yes, you punk.

You have a horrible sense of fashion. Gosh, you really do.

Your style is awfully outdated.

-Goodness. -Where are you going?

The warden told me to make sure Father Mok eats.

Isn't he on a hunger strike?

Is it over? Since when? I didn't know. It wasn't reported.

No, it's to end his hunger strike.

I have to ask every meal, in case his mind changes.

That's absurd. He wouldn't stop just like that.

And I'm about to go do what's absurd.

Bye. I'm leaving.

Officer Lee.

Are you coming to Park's farewell party on Saturday?

Right out front. Pretty Pig. Seven o'clock.

I'll go if I can.

Goodbye.

"I'll go if I can." He's not coming. That slacker.

Gosh, I don't like him.

What about me?

I like you.

Me too.

Father, you should eat something.

I'm all right.

I'm sorry for causing you extra work.

I'm all right, so please don't mind me.

I'm fine, really.

Goodness, Father.

Your voice still sound perfectly normal.

Maybe he eats bread in the restroom in secret.

Someone saw you.

Enough is enough, okay? That's enough.

What do you mean?

Am I not even allowed to speak as I like?

And why does he get a cell to himself?

Hey.

Everything you do is giving him special favor.

If you have complaints, officially file one.

Yes, I was about to do that.

And do not drop honorifics.

If you do that again,

you'll get points deducted for disrupting order.

Cooperate with me, okay?

He might be a pain in the neck.

He's not a bad one.

I just need to use honorifics.

It looks like he's the elegant type.

He's the easiest to deal with.

If you abide by the rules he has,

he doesn't care about anything else.

Hello.

Hello.

JE-HEE

Goodness.

It's my Je-hee. Hi.

Did you miss me?

Yes, of course, I can.

I'm on day duty next week,

so I'm free in the evenings.

How about we go on a date?

Yes. Okay.

AN HONEST AND COMMUNICATIVE CORRECTIONAL PROGRAM

Gosh, it's cold.

Gosh...

PENOLOGY

FROM DO SANG-MIN

Senior Manager Go.

The prosecution has targeted us,

and they're questioning another contract.

Senior Manager Go. Please fight for our company one more time.

Can you admit that you were in charge of the contract?

What is wrong with this idiot?

Seriously.

Was he considering taking this request?

Gosh.

Come on.

You have to measure it right. Get the width.

WE WILL PROTECT YOU WITH WARMTH AND LEAD YOU IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION

Goodness, Leader Go.

I'll do that. I'm good at cleaning. Give it to me.

No, you can't do this with your injured hand.

-You can take some rest. -Hey, Min-sung.

Your hand isn't in good shape, so don't stand around.

Go to the storage

and sort out the tools, okay?

-Can he do that, Leader? -Of course.

Many are either lost or damaged,

so I was going to clean it out anyway.

Yes, thank you.

-I'll do my best. -Sure.

Go on, now.

Goodness, he's so happy.

Well, he'll be paroled in two days, so of course, he's happy.

I feel jealous.

What?

So anyway, it'll be a waste if you measure it wrong.

And be careful when you use this tool.

Section Chief Park.

Hello.

I'll stay. You should go in.

Oh, we need to check on Father Mok too.

Can you check on him?

I'm sure he'll be fine, so go rest in the ward office

and study for the exam.

I feel more at ease here.

I hate it there.

I hate those thieves.

Anyway...

Officer Lee, do you like Kim Je-hyeok that much?

Well...

Yes.

You're always so bright.

Keep it up with this job.

I can tell

that this job suits you.

You'll do well.

Goodness.

I should get going.

I only got a few more days of this.

Okay, then.

-Keep it up. -Goodbye.

You're here.

Isn't that too far?

It's to increase the speed.

If he practices pitching

about two, three meters further than the base,

it helps to increase the pitching speed.

It's what professional pitchers do during their off-season training.

Did you play baseball?

I'm just an office worker.

I see.

I read it in a book.

Son Hyuk's Pitching 101.

Son Hyuk's Pitcher Mindset.

Son Hyuk's Pitching Manual.

You read all those?

Yes, five times each.

By the way,

can I ask you a presumptuous question?

You aren't

Je-hyeok's stalker, are you?

No, I'm not.

That's a big relief.

Hey, stay still.

Okay.

I didn't mean that you shouldn't move at all.

All right.

You know,

you actually listen to others.

I do.

I was like that with Ji-ho too.

I'm the obedient type

with people whom I trust.

Are you touched?

No.

Has it been seven years?

There was this one time when I was touched by you.

Of course, you won't remember.

It happens very often when you're a superstar.

Right!

I know you don't remember it.

7 YEARS AGO

Come on. Do we have to eat dinner here?

He wanted to go to a buffet for dinner.

Nexen players are regulars here.

Really?

They come when they're free.

Today is Monday, so who knows?

We might see Kim Je-hyeok.

Yes, I'm telling you. What do you take me for?

So you're really his friend?

You're besties with Kim Je-hyeok?

Yes, I am. Of course, I am.

Hey, I know about 3,500 people who claim to be friends with him.

If we really see him here, we'll ask him about you.

Yes, go ahead.

Gosh, there's no way he'll be here.

This way, please.

Hey, look. Go say hi to him.

I should get his autograph.

He's eating right now. Don't do that.

Hey, what are you doing, man? Say hi to him.

He froze.

Hey, forget it.

Stop it, punks. You'll make Joon-ho cry.

He looked at us.

Hey, Lee Joon-ho.

Joon-ho.

Je-hyeok.

Hey.

-It's been a while. -How long has it been?

You didn't even call.

You're busy.

I'm not busy, you punk.

Hey, he's my friend.

-Hello. -Yes, hello.

He played baseball with me until high school.

Stop it.

He's my best friend, guys.

My favorite friend.

No way.

How's your shoulder?

Oh, my seniors from university I do business with.

-I see. -They're your fans.

I'm a fan.

Could I have your autograph?

-May I take a photo? -An autograph, please.

Oh, well...

One second, please.

What's your name?

My name is Lee Jae-woo.

Okay.

All right.

Okay, I'll take the photo now.

Three, two, one.

HOUSEMATE

-What? -Joon-ho.

Make it quick. I have to work.

I'm going on a date.

Darn it.

There is not one that's normal. No one is normal.

Tell me about it.

Officer Lee, aren't you on a night shift today?

Why are you here so early?

Excuse me.

Sure, keep it up.

Is something going on?

I get it.

He came in early today to relieve you earlier.

Is there trouble at the woodshop again?

Good grief.

You can't call it the woodshop if it causes no trouble.

Well, I could call it trouble,

but some might say it's not a big deal.

But I really have no idea

Min-sung, what are you doing?

I wanted to sort out the tools at the woodshop by categories.

What are those numbers?

When we take these out, we can write down

the tool number and our inmate number.

-Oh, man. -Good grief.

I just told you to clean up the tools.

Oh, this?

This may look complicated,

but it'll be efficient once you try it.

Fret saw.

Fret saw. Yes, fret saw.

Let me see. Inmate number 4392.

Fret saw is number nine.

Fret saw...

Fret saw.

Fret saw.

Inmate 1320. I'll grab the fret saw.

No, I'm returning.

Returning? Oh, returning.

Monkey wrench.

Oh, gosh. Where did I put the monkey wrench?

-Monkey wrench... -I'm returning.

Where do they go again?

Oh, returning. Return...

What's "returning"?

Nails.

Inmate 3280. Nail, please.

No, I need them.

Where did I put the nails?

Which nail do you need?

Whatever is fine. Whatever.

Just give me the darn thing.

What's the number for hammers?

How would I know?

Why do you need a hammer?

Right.

To break your head.

I see.

Okay, everyone. Let's take a quick break.

It's almost lunchtime.

Darn it, man. So tiring.

Goodness.

I mean, it's not too late to just give up.

He's not flexible at all.

He's so frustrating.

And he's doing his best too.

I can't even swear at him because he's so diligent.

He's a diligent, incompetent punk.

Bak-sa, you shouldn't be laughing.

People call him Young Bak-sa.

No, he's Bak-sa Junior.

Bak-sa Junior.

Is your girlfriend here yet?

-Oh, hello. -Hey.

Je-hee, is it okay to give so much on the house?

I'm pretty high-up around here.

I see.

Anyway, it's dinnertime, but nobody is here.

I guess the economy is slow.

No.

TR Communications rented out the entire restaurant today.

I used my connections to get you a spot today, Jun-dol.

This entire restaurant?

Right, I did hear that TR got

an investment of 100 billion won from China today.

They'll all be rich now.

Goodness.

I'm seriously jealous to death right now.

Why?

When that company was founded,

my brother was there too.

Wait, Joon-ho?

Yes, he was one of the founding members.

My gosh.

He's a smart guy, you know.

He first got into baseball when he saw Je-hyeok play,

and he began to play with him.

He was an excellent ball player.

He was an excellent batter and a pitcher.

A versatile player.

Je-hee, he was the best player in Korea back in high school.

He used to be way better than Yang Hyun-jong.

-I know. -How?

My brother played too.

I see.

Is Je-hyeok doing well?

Yes.

So? Then what?

I know he stopped playing after the accident

and went to college.

Yes, my brother went to college.

He only played baseball from grade school to high school,

but he repeated one year and got into college.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

Don't erase it. I'm on it.

I'm still here!

Thank you.

He's really something. He's a genius.

Wow.

And even in college,

he lived a tough life doing business with his seniors.

Business venture was a thing back then.

He spent two to three years in the club room.

You know, the subway schedule app.

I can't get it to work.

Let's go eat pork belly.

I need to push down the cigarette smoke with some lard.

How about a buffet? There's this new place.

I'm broke. Joon-ho, how's pork belly?

-Sure, sounds good. -Let's go.

-I'm starving. -Let's go.

Joon-ho, you better get ready. We're going to Mok-dong today.

I know what it is. I use that app too.

They developed the app, then sold it

to a big corporation at 500 million or maybe 1 billion.

They were on the newspaper and stuff.

Gosh.

The other seniors got paid

with stocks and got a job at big corporations.

But my brother said stocks never do any good,

so he only took 50 million won in cash.

He got nervous that it'll go haywire.

-Goodness. -Goodness.

His life can be summed up as rashness.

And nothing went bad for those seniors.

They worked at big corporations, then formed a team,

got invested two years ago, made TR Communications,

got listed last year, and then hit the jackpot.

Darn it.

Gosh, this is so annoying.

I'm smitten.

If we had met a little earlier...

-I like Joon-ho. -My gosh.

Then when did he study to become a prison officer?

The civil servant exam is tough.

Yes, and my brother managed to do that too.

He's like a goblin.

That's so cool.

Cool, my foot.

He's now studying to be a teacher because he hates his job.

Why? It's a great job.

I'm telling you, his life is just rash.

So Je-hee, what about me?

I'll kill you.

He always says his job doesn't suit him.

That he doesn't like what he does.

Gosh, what a load of crap.

Hey, don't use such language for your brother.

-Did you just drop honorifics? -Yes.

You're totally my type.

-Bottoms up. -Gosh.

I think I might get drunk.

I like Joon-ho.

Access granted.

Hello, 50,000 inmates.

This is Lee Min-ju, your host of Borami Radio, the Corrections News.

How was your day today?

Like this song, "The Blue Bird,"

did you find any small happiness

and small luck by your side today?

No.

Nothing came by.

Perhaps we missed the happiness that came close to us.

How do you define happiness?

Some say,

"If it wasn't for others,

the bar for happiness might be lower than you think."

Everyone, don't define your happiness with what others think.

Once you change your definition of happiness,

the blue bird of happiness may come and find you very easily.

Father Mok, would you like some milk?

No, I'm fine.

Thank you.

Before you fall asleep,

let me say good night to you all.

Gosh, it's so dry here. What's with my neck?

Hey, don't you give a darn about the rights of prisoners?

I can't poop right now!

Didn't you hear the broadcast?

Get ready to sleep soon.

Gosh.

-We're in for luck. -We are.

I can't believe this. We got a total nerd here.

What are you doing?

Take it out. One transit card a day. Let's make it quick and get to sleep.

But I don't have any money...

You jerk. Stop making excuses.

Today is the fifth day of the hunger strike

by Father Mok Jung-hyun in Western Prison for violating

the Assembly and Demonstration Act.

After he heard the arrest of everyone involved

in the rooftop strike against the redevelopment,

Father Mok has begun a hunger strike since the 13th.

Today is the fifth day of his strike,

and people began to worry about his health.

Western Prison stated that there is no problem

with Father Mok's current condition.

-Father Mok has taken part... -Goodness, Father Mok. You're so naive.

He believed everyone will be released once he goes to prison as their leader.

TEACHER QUALIFICATION EXAM

One red bean jelly each.

Next, eggs.

One pack each.

And bananas.

Well, one each.

One each.

Hey!

Put the bananas down.

I'll cut off your hands.

I was just joking around. Come on.

You have good eyes. Gosh.

I mean,

you're rich thanks to cigarettes,

but whenever we buy these things,

you always do something dirty like this.

Aren't you ashamed?

I was just joking around. What do you mean, "dirty"?

Dopey.

Whispering is a bad habit.

What did that punk say?

No idea.

I'll bite off your right hand while you're asleep.

-Ouch. -Come on.

Oh, so you're all saints.

So what did that punk say?

Come.

"Je-hyeok, that punk is a total bully."

"He's totally low. Completely low."

Dopey.

You missed my knees, didn't you? Let go of me.

One second. Let go of me.

-Let go of me. -Let this punk go.

-Wait. You little punk. -Let him be.

-Let go of me. Hey. -What?

-Let go! -Let that punk go.

I can't feel any pain.

Yes, I'll teach you what pain is.

-Go ahead. -I'll let you know what pain is, punk.

-Come. Let go. -Drop your knees.

Let go of me!

-It's my company card. -Really?

I'm joking.

Goodbye.

It was delicious, Sister-in-law.

"Sister-in-law"?

Is she your sister-in-law?

Yes, she's my brother's girlfriend.

-I see. -Hello.

Take good care of my brother.

It was nice to meet you.

Your car is ready.

Okay. Jun-dol, I'll be outside.

-Okay. -Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Anyway, when you see Joon-ho, please try to comfort him.

He pretends to be cool.

I'm sure he's jealous of them, but he acts like he's fine around others.

Anyway, please try to comfort him.

Okay. Don't worry.

I'm seeing him next week.

TR COMMUNICATIONS, FROM A SUBWAY APP TO 100 BILLION WON OF INVESTMENT

Joon-ho.

Aren't you tired?

Hey, why do you look so pretty?

You're like a celebrity.

Gosh.

You always say the nicest things.

I'm serious. You're always pretty, Je-hee.

How's my brother doing?

He's doing fine. Don't worry about him.

I took photos in secret with my phone to show you.

Look.

Goodness, you crybaby.

He's doing fine.

He's about to make a hundred friends in there.

Goodness.

This is why I can't show that to your mother.

I'll run to the restroom.

Oh, Je-hee.

Have some coffee. I got yours.

How did he know I only drink latte?

"TR Communications..."

TR COMMUNICATIONS RECEIVES 100 BILLION WON FROM CHINA

You asked for a latte when I went to your house.

How do you remember that?

Je-hee.

I remember everything about you.

Come on.

Oh, did Jun-dol tell you?

-"Jun-dol"? -Yes.

We're speaking casually now.

No, only I speak casually to him.

Jun-dol is kind of cute.

Gosh, unbelievable. You and your brother are too sociable.

Not my brother.

No, he's a social butterfly.

Joon-ho, Jun-dol told me

you were one of the founding members

of TR Communications.

You only got 50 million won and left before it became a huge company.

That's right.

So I'm very depressed lately.

I'm really jealous too.

I wonder if I lived my life wrong.

That's how I am.

Je-hee.

Let's not go to a movie.

Do you want to drink soju with me?

I'm down.

Lay out some newspaper when you cut nails.

You're too dirty to live with.

I laid it out. I...

I laid it out.

Gosh.

I need two of you to clean the hallway.

The floor is as dirty as Mullae-dong.

I'll do it.

Me too.

My life is

filled with regrets.

I know that too.

I regret it many times a day.

I should've followed them

and done business.

I should've just played baseball

like Je-hyeok did.

I even regret it as I sleep.

I am

quite impatient,

aren't I?

Maybe it's because I feel insecure.

I always feel anxious,

and I never enjoy what I do.

It feels like...

It feels like I must do things

to prepare myself for the next step.

I'm such a sissy.

A chicken.

It's not that you're a sissy.

You just have too many talents.

It's because you're smart.

My brother is pinheaded,

so baseball is the only thing he can do.

But you're talented

and gifted in many things.

It's because you have a lot of gifts.

You can be jealous of your seniors

and even my brother,

but don't regret how you lived your life.

Don't blame yourself.

And nobody enjoys their work.

You find the joy of life elsewhere.

For example,

romantic relationships and such.

I'm embarrassed.

Access granted.

Wipe it clean, will you?

Wipe this again.

Officer Paeng.

May I get some fresh air?

Let me go to the veranda.

He must be insane.

This isn't a hotel.

CREAM BREAD

CREAM BREAD

You don't smoke.

Goodness.

You should learn to compromise.

How can you even think about accepting that? How?

I've seen my share of fools in my life,

but no one was as foolish as you.

What kind of a jerk would do that?

It's not like this is your home.

You don't even know how much more you'll...

Goodness.

How can he ask you to do something like that?

Well, I guess

there might be a fool who would consider doing that.

They knew you'd consider it, so they brazenly asked. Isn't that so?

Gosh.

I'm not that foolish.

Why would I consider doing that?

What do you take me for?

Then why have you been looking that serious for a few days?

Because I felt pathetic.

He must've thought I was a big pushover to send a letter like that.

How foolish did I seem

for him to mistreat me?

Why did I ever accept that offer?

I wasn't the responsible one.

It was all Director Ji and General Manager Do's doing.

Why did I take the blame?

I wasn't considering.

Min-cheol.

It...

It was regret.

Why did I

live my life like this?

I was regretting my decisions.

Gosh, this is unbelievable.

Then will Bak-sa get additional years?

What additional years? He won't do it.

Right? He's not an idiot.

-I thought he might. -Of course not.

It makes no sense for him to take that blame.

Are we good now? Okay, let's go to sleep. Time to sleep.

So what? What's the problem now?

This is just too unfair.

Right?

He can't end this just by saying, "I won't do it."

It makes me so angry.

But we have no choice.

We should at least try.

He can't get a retrial.

He committed perjury, so his sentence might become longer.

Then let's find another way.

We can probably find a better way than the law to deal with those rogues.

What do you suggest?

They're totally evil. What can we do?

Pharmacists make drugs,

and rogues deal with rogues.

I'm a rogue?

-Yes. -Yes.

Man.

If you were him, what would you do?

I already have the answer. We don't worry about these things.

How? How would you get your revenge?

Why would I do that? I don't take revenge.

Then what?

Come on, just say it already.

Money.

Extort money from him. Money is the best.

I'd find the weaknesses of that general manager,

then threaten him to get money.

You said he's rich. He has a house in Gangnam and golfs for fun.

So what else? Does he gamble? Gambling?

He doesn't gamble. He rarely drinks or smokes.

He's from a good family, a family of doctors and judges.

An executive of a big-name corporation.

His smart daughter passed the Public Administration Exam last year.

She's in the Planning and Coordination department of the MOIS.

His son is the top in his class in a foreign language high school.

-He's leading a successful life. -A successful life, my foot.

He ruined your life.

We have the answer.

Tell him to come and visit.

Record the conversation in secret.

Then take the recording to his daughter's workplace.

-Was it MUIS? -MOIS.

Yes, MOIS. Tell him that you'll send it to the MOIS.

-Put it in the flush drive. -Flash drive.

Tell him you'll send the flash drive

to the MOIS and another to his work.

Threatening him with his daughter will work best.

You can easily get a billion won.

But that's his family.

That's a bit...

Messing with his daughter is...

Don't be so nuts.

Stop acting ethical in prison.

And you won't really send it.

We're threatening him. We're doing that to extort his money.

I'll do it.

Even if I get just 10,000 won,

I'll at least give it a try.

How will he record this?

Even if he buys it in the store, he can't take it to visitation.

The room is already recorded.

It's already recorded, so we can leave it.

We just need to ask the officer to leave,

if we can find someone to do so.

Who'll do that for him?

Gosh.

You'll do it, right?

No!

Do I look like a pushover?

We got the recording part down.

Bak-sa, how will you live now?

Your company will cut off your salary.

Bak-sa.

Your daughter is five now, right?

You'll need lots of money from now on.

It's all right.

I don't want to raise

my daughter with such dirty money.

I'll take out my home lease and emigrate.

I don't want to live

in this country.

Gosh.

Hey, go to the restroom!

Je-hyeok, stop.

Joon-ho.

You should separate them.

You need to separate those jerks. Why won't you?

They aren't accomplices, but I think they became one.

Separate them now.

Mind your own. I'll manage.

I mean, only one got points, so the other will try to get it too.

He'll cause huge trouble soon. You must be careful.

They're jerks! Treat them accordingly!

Or at least give them a proper warning.

Hey!

What's wrong, Je-hyeok?

Are you okay?

Excuse me. Is he all right?

Yes, of course. He's fine.

He's been sleeping for a while.

He only had an appendectomy, but he was put to sleep,

so people get very sleepy when they recover. He's fine.

-And he already farted, right? -Yes.

He can be discharged in three or four days.

Yes, thank you, Doctor.

I know I already farted, but I still can't eat that.

Be quiet. This is for me. I haven't had anything to eat.

When you get well...

I mean, discharged from prison,

come and live with me for just one year, okay?

I'll boss you around.

I'll make you cook and do laundry.

And stay right next to me even when you sleep, okay?

What is it now?

Joon-ho.

I have a favor to ask.

What is it?

I left my car behind.

Where?

-At court. -When?

The verdict of my first trial.

That's January 4.

I'm sorry.

-Where's the key? -No idea.

I don't know, but you do.

DETAINED ARTICLES KIM JE-HYEOK: CAR KEY, PHONE, RING

Look at this. He broke up with her.

But I guess he wore the ring.

WESTERN DISTRICT COURT

This is a garbage truck, not a car for people.

Braised ribs? Good grief.

Come on.

Yes, tell me about it.

Yes, ma'am. His car is still in the parking lot.

But I'm actually out of the city because of work.

If I was in Seoul, I'd pick it up,

but what should I do now?

Then you can ask Ji-ho to pick it up.

What's the problem?

I should do that, then.

JOON-HO SAYS THE PARKING VOUCHER IS RIGHT ABOVE THE DRIVER'S SEAT

OCTOBER, 2015

My gosh.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

-Good luck with your game tomorrow. -Thank.

I'm sorry to ask, but may I take a photo?

Yes, of course.

-Gosh. -Hurry up.

Three, two, one.

-Who's that? -My girlfriend.

-I see. -I see.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

Je-hyeok, I want a picture too.

We never took one together.

Right.

When we graduated grade school,

middle school, and high school...

No, ever since we began to date.

We never took a picture after we began to date.

Right.

-That's crazy. People are watching. -Okay, fine.

Here.

Three, two, one.

What was that?

-I'll take another one. Stay calm. -You stay calm.

Okay.

Three.

Two.

One.

One more time.

-You're awesome! -Good luck!

-Go! -You can do this!

What?

Hey, Ji-ho.

I'm on the bus. We're returning to the dorm.

Why are you still awake?

What?

What did you say?

Sing. Sing for me, Je-hyeok.

Right now?

Yes, if you sing for me now, I'll grant you a wish.

Well...

I want my hot lips

To touch your soft lips

So that my love will be sent

To your heart

If you still didn't know

About my feelings

More than anyone in this world

I will love you

I'll love you until the end

I'll love you just as I do now

More than anyone in this world

I will love you

I was going to come down.

WESTERN PRISON

Father Mok.

Will you be all right?

Of course. I'm fine.

Officer, you can return to work. I'm much stronger than I look.

Man, you punk. You're such a coward. You aren't going to die.

Hey.

This is just a show.

It's okay. Come here.

Hey, stay strong.

Hey, just five seconds, okay?

Good. Hold out for five seconds.

Then he will come and save you like a hero.

No, wait.

I really can't do this. Please.

Please let me live just once.

Please let me live.

Stop asking us to let you live. No.

This is just a show.

Hey, here we go.

Three.

Two.

One.

That's so realistic.

What is this?

You bastard.

The chairs aren't the same. This is 450 cm,

but this is 460 cm. There's a 10 cm difference.

Many people get it confused.

Wait, this is...

Gosh.

Go Bak-sa, visitor.

Darn you.

Where's Section Chief Shim? Why is Officer Paeng here?

I'm sorry.

Hey, your brother hasn't been here for a while.

I'm a class four.

Oh, right.

That's why you only get one visit a week.

Your brother is such a great person.

That means he visited you every week without missing a week.

Hey, your brother deserves five stars. Be good to him, you punk.

Goodness.

Hey, what's with that face?

Is something wrong?

I'm fine.

I'm getting used to this place. I...

Well...

I'm all right, really.

So you need to stop worrying about me.

Hey.

Get on with your life.

I'm too...

Gosh.

I'm too ashamed to face my sister-in-law and nephews.

Okay?

What's going on?

Jung-woo.

There is...

a witness.

That night,

someone saw Sergeant Oh

murdering Private Park.

I...

Those bastards...

I wasn't sure if I understood the letter correctly.

Please explain everything in detail.

I asked him for a favor to let you speak at ease.

It won't go on record,

so don't worry about it.

Darn it.

My back hurts.

My gosh.

The prosecution is making a fuss,

so Director Ji is in a tough spot.

If you just say

you're responsible for this too,

then you'll get three times... No, four times your salary.

We'll also pay

for So-ra's education abroad.

Director Ji promised.

Oh, and if you give us your word today,

he said he'll send 100 million won

to your wife's account today.

Bak-sa, you're a generous man.

Please take this offer

for our company.

Back in 2012,

I wasn't with the Finance Team.

I didn't sign the papers.

We can just forge documents.

We can throw in your name

and make a new document.

Also, for this case,

it doesn't matter which team was in charge.

You'll do it, right?

Right, Senior Manager Go?

No.

I won't.

This time, you'll have to clean up

by yourself, sir.

And everything was recorded.

So just like you said,

you should pay me three times... No, four times my current salary,

and for So-ra's studies abroad

within this week.

Otherwise, I'll put this in a flash drive

and send one to your daughter and one to you,

by cash on delivery.

Are you crazy?

No.

I'm sane.

I'm finally sane.

General Manager Do.

I hope your life becomes a wreck, you bastard!

What do you mean, someone saw it?

Who did?

How can you be so sure?

Because I sent it.

I sent

this schedule to you.

In that case,

was Private Park

all right enough

to be on night duty?

-Yes. -I see.

Then...

Did Sergeant Oh kill

Private Park?

Yes.

I'm sorry.

How did you know that?

How did you know

Sergeant Oh killed...

Private Park?

I saw it.

I saw Sergeant Oh

killing Jun-young.

Everyone in the company saw it.

You bastards!

I'm sorry.

A scum like you

belongs in a mental hospital, not in the military.

Go to a mental hospital, you piece of trash.

Do you hear me, you jerk?

Jun-young.

Jun-young, wake up.

Hey, get up.

Get up, you idiot.

Jun-young.

He's not going to die.

People don't die so easily.

Sergeant Oh.

Jun-young isn't breathing.

-Jun-young... -Move.

Get him dressed.

-Pardon? -Did you not hear me?

Get him dressed and put him back to bed.

Yes, sir.

Darn it.

ROOM 3

Goodness.

NAPA CABBAGE KIMCHI

You haven't had dinner?

Thanks for asking. I had work to do.

The tool numbers got messed up,

so I wanted to wrap it up. Section Chief Shim let me.

Goodness...

Oh, that's...

I'm sorry.

I wanted to help out a little before I got released.

I'm sorry.

Hey, Min-sung.

-Yes? -Don't do that.

Oh, I...

Don't organize it like that.

Don't sort them out by type.

Sort them by how often they're used.

That way, it'll be easier to find at once.

I see.

Nippers, pincers, and pliers.

They're used often, so put them on top.

And label the tip in red.

And when you label them,

use red for mostly used tools, then blue for the second mostly used ones.

Make a board to mark the tools we have.

That way, you can reduce the time.

The same with planes.

Single out these tiny ones.

WE WILL PROTECT YOU WITH WARMTH AND LEAD YOU IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION

The biggest ones, then.

-They're frequently used. -Right.

Also, we once had a box for nails,

but it broke.

Who labels nails like this?

SAVE WATER

Darn it.

Okay, Father Mok.

Stay here for a second. I'll grab some more blankets.

Okay.

Access granted.

Hey, Father, you're still fine.

I guess you eat bread in secret.

Officer Lee.

I have something to discuss with him.

May I get closer to him?

Have you gone insane, you little jerk?

You bastard. How dare you mock him for limping?

Don't you dare pick a fight around Father Mok again.

Otherwise, you're dead meat.

AN HONEST AND COMMUNICATIVE CORRECTIONAL PROGRAM

Is Section Chief Park

really sick of this job?

How can he be on duty even on his last day?

He just arrived at Pretty Pig.

He made everyone wait.

Oh my, I'm late too. I should go.

Hey, who are you talking to?

Is this Satorare?

Who's Satorare?

Oh, I'm really late. What now? Should I run?

Are you going somewhere nice? On a date?

What do you think?

I'm going to Pretty Pig.

Hey, we're really late. We should run.

What did the attorney say? Does it look hopeful?

Officer Paeng said...

I heard Captain Yu isn't a murderer.

His older brother is

busy preparing to file for a retrial.

Anyway, did he say he'd bear witness?

But perjury isn't a petty crime...

The moment he said he saw it,

I wanted to kill him.

Hey, Officer Paeng!

Help me! I need to leave just for a day.

-You uptight jerk. -What did you just say?

You aren't my mom. Why do you boss me around?

Why do you drop honorifics to everyone?

Be quiet, you self-centered jerks!

Hey, Officer Paeng.

There's news.

Sorry?

Be quiet.

What's going on?

Graduated from SNU College of Engineering. Worked in the CIA.

Mullae-dong, you got nothing.

I want to be alone.

Get out, everyone.

What makes you hesitate as you face a new beginning?

A new beginning is heart-racing for everyone.

Je-hyeok, don't be so crazy. Will you sit down?

-Congratulations. -Thank you.

-Je-hyeok, what is this? -It went through!

-Je-hyeok! -Today is just...

-Wait, Je-hyeok! -Je-hyeok!

A new person will come today.

It's about time.

Translated by Eunsook Youn

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