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[Gun-woo] Mom,

I'm at the ER.

Mr. Moon and Woo-Jin got hurt.

I'm waiting for them.

Are they okay?

Yes.

Woo-jin's hand's been cut up.

Mr. Moon got a deep gash on his forehead.

Oh, that's bad.

- [poignant music playing] - [whispers] It's all my fault.

They're hurt because of me.

[So-yeon] You can't blame yourself.

Don't even think of it that way.

It's how the world works sometimes.

MIN GANG-YONG

Things like this happen without reason.

But…

SIR, GUN-WOO NEEDS HELP

…even in the worst moments, when it all feels lost,

a good opportunity sometimes reveals itself.

[Gun-woo sighs]

I should have done what they wanted me to do.

No one would've gotten hurt.

That's all I keep thinking about.

No one would expect you to fight with them like that.

That's why everyone's helping you, Gun-woo.

I would've preferred being the one who got hurt. [sobs]

[So-yeon] Gun-woo,

what would you have done if Woo-jin said he was going to do that fight?

You would've stopped him no matter what.

Come on.

Everyone feels that way too.

And that's why

you've got to hang in there.

Hold on for a bit more because it will pass.

Good things will happen again.

[exhales]

[sniffles]

Mm.

Gun-woo,

you've got this.

Hmm.

[music fades]

[doctor] This will take a moment.

It's going to sting for a little longer

and then I'll numb it.

[gasps] Wait, wait, just hold on a sec.

- Doctor, could you… - [doctor] Yes?

Could you make it as nice as possible please?

Thanks.

[poignant music playing]

- [Mr. Moon yelps] - [doctor] It'll sting a little bit more.

[Mr. Moon] Stop, please! [yelping]

- [groaning] - [doctor] A bit longer.

- [Mr. Moon whimpering] - [doctor] Okay, we're done.

[machine beeping]

[nurse] How's your pain level, sir?

[Woo-jin] It's fine. Nothing I can't take.

My stomach was stabbed twice before and I recovered from that quickly.

Oh, um, uh…

Are you in a gang? You're a gangster?

Oh no.

I'm a boxer. I fight.

I'm not a gangster or involved in any gangs.

- No. - Okay.

It's been, uh…

I haven't fought in a fight or in a boxing match

for a long time.

Now with my hand like this, I can't fight.

Oh.

Well, you shouldn't fight, like, ever.

No. I gotta.

It's what I do.

Your hand's damaged and you can't use it.

Respectfully, if I, Hong Woo-jin,

can't ever fight,

I'll just be a big nobody.

I'm a boxer.

The Invincible Southpaw.

Then you should fight.

You need to.

Good luck! Yes!

Yes, I've got to fight.

[sniffs]

[Gun-woo] Sir, how are you?

Ah, what a question. This here is nothing.

The doctor carefully put some stitches, that's all.

I doubt I'll need any kind of plastic surgeon. She was detailed.

She made such lovely, precise stitches.

If it is a mess,

you'll be my plastic surgeon and we'll have to fix it.

- We can't have that. - Yes.

Without my looks, I'm a body without a head. [chuckles]

Oh, wait a minute You're my doctor.

- Yes? - [Mr. Moon] Let me help you.

If you need money, let me know. I'll lend it to you for nothing.

- Oh. - [chuckles] Ah, thanks.

- [doctor] Mm. - [chuckles] Have a good day. [sighs]

[chuckles] All right.

[winces] Oh, shit, my head hurts.

It's my fault you got hurt.

I'm really very sorry.

Hey there.

No, have you been crying?

Oh. [sniffs]

[Mr. Moon] Come on, stop that.

Your iron fists are lethal weapons,

but, my friend, your heart's soft.

I have a soft heart.

Will you pinkie promise me this?

This right here. You need to toughen up your heart.

It has to be hard like your fists.

This way, the people around you won't get hurt.

Okay.

- Oh, I see him. - Right.

Hey, Woo-jin.

[sighs]

Oh, damn. They haven't started to fix up your hand?

They told me to wait for an hour.

They want some specialist here. The wound is quite deep.

It's good they can fix it.

Get it fixed without drugs.

Tell them not to pump you up with any anesthetics.

- I should get stitches without meds? - [Mr. Moon] Yes.

Listen to me carefully. The meds hurt so much more.

They put six injections in my head. This was for four stitches.

I cried so much. It's like not getting the principal or the interest back.

GANG-YONG

[Woo-jin] I still think I should get anesthetic.

[Mr. Moon] I'm telling you, it'll be worse if you get it.

[Woo-jin] Let me decide.

- [Mr. Moon] Fine, then. Okay. - [phone buzzing]

[Mr. Moon] I'll bring you a teddy bear, just in case.

Hi, Gang-yong.

Where are you, our champion?

Uh…

[Gang-yong] I'm headed to Min-beom's company.

I'm not sure what's happening, but there's nothing much to worry about. Okay?

We're all going to figure this out.

You know that?

[Gun-woo] Yes, sir.

[tense electronic music playing]

BLOODHOUNDS 2

[music fades]

[gentle music playing]

Oh, wow. How are you doing?

Fine. Thanks for meeting with us.

I'm sorry. Who is this?

Ah. This is Mr. Moon. He's a senior Marine to me.

He helped us take down Kim Myeong-gil.

Hello, I'm Moon Gwang-mu. I heard how you've both helped. Nice to meet you all.

- Hong Min-beom. Welcome. - Thank you. It's a huge honor.

I'm the Senior Inspector of Major Crimes Division of Seoul's Police.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Min.

Sir, that's Tae-yeong.

- Of course, I know who she is. - [chuckles]

I helped her move the IKEA desk last year.

You know this, right?

Oh, yes, I know it. Woo-jin was helping too.

- Oh, good. - Let's all sit down and talk.

- [Gun-woo] Right. Please. - After you.

If you don't mind me asking,

can you tell me what do you do for a living?

[chuckles] Oh, uh, yes. I run a small…

It's a loan company.

I run a very small company that helps others in need.

[chuckles awkwardly] I'm a… I'm a small business owner.

[Mr. Moon chuckles awkwardly]

[Min-beom clears throat]

Yes, well… the business was something I learned from Mr. Choi.

I know how you feel about loan sharks and operators,

but I never do anything against my conscience. I wouldn't do that.

- It's Gwang-mu, right? - Yes.

Since I'm a police officer, I have to do my job. Even if you're a friend.

And even if I appreciate how you're helping Gun-woo.

You understand?

Yes, I do. [chuckles nervously]

Now, who's investigating who broke into your house?

A detective at the Incheon Police station.

Give me his number. And also, if something like that happens again, give me a call.

I can help out quicker.

I will.

LEE WOO-JEONG CLASS 39

I'm sorry, this is an urgent call.

[Mr. Moon] Sure.

Yes, Woo-jeong?

[Woo-jeong] Sir, you arrested Kang In-beom in 2021, is that right?

Yes, why?

[Min-beom] Gun-woo,

I've been thinking about where I can take your mother to be safe and comfortable.

Well, I wish our hotel was finished with construction.

My friend owns the Marriott in Seoul Times Square.

She'll have a room. And a security team for her there.

Don't worry about her. I'll make sure she's safe.

[sighs] It's too much for me to accept.

What did you tell us when we almost gave up last time?

[Gun-woo] Like they say,

it's not over until it's over for real.

We survived, and it's because you didn't give up. It's nothing. Accept this.

I still owe you a lot more.

Your mother must be in shock.

So then, let's take good care of her.

We'll do our best.

Thanks.

[Gang-yong] This afternoon,

a prisoner escaped.

Kang In-beom broke out.

[ominous music playing]

No!

They're trying to figure out what's happened by tracking his location, but

it doesn't look good at all.

[exhales]

[exhales]

- I told you to bring him to me. - I'm very sorry.

Yeah, you fucker.

What the fuck do I pay you 300 million for?

I'm very sorry.

I like orphans. Want me to make your daughter one?

I'm so very sorry.

Get it done.

Okay.

This fucking idiot.

[door closes]

[exhales]

[man] Kang In-beom.

Must be nice being out of prison.

[sighs]

So, then,

you've given it some thought?

[sighs]

Let's work together.

Money will never be a worry for you.

[sighs]

[exhales]

[Gang-yong] Kang In-beom has a big vendetta against us.

- He can easily be coerced to fight. - [pensive music playing]

That's why they had him escape.

Those bastards think he'll take a leash. He's a wild dog and nothing can tame him.

What worries me more is…

how were they able to break him out? That's very hard to do in Korea.

They said it was done very meticulously as well.

They must have an expert.

If they can do this, will Kim Myeong-gil get out too?

[sighs] Min-beom, please.

Kim Myeong-gil? There's no way they can get him out. He's on an island.

That prison's impossible to infiltrate. He's locked up forever.

[Min-beom sighs]

[Gang-yong] They're gonna keep a tighter watch over Myeong-gil and the others.

Believe me, you don't have to worry.

Hmm. Okay.

I remembered

there's something I need to tell you.

What is it?

When I was at the Cyber Investigation Unit,

there were some dark websites.

One had mostly contract killings.

It also broke people out of prison for a fee.

Do you think, since this group is on the dark web

and we didn't catch the operator back then, we messed up?

[sighs]

If you don't have plans for me, should I… Well… I…

I can start by looking for the gang who fought us.

What are you talking about?

[laughs] You know, the gang who fought me and Woo-jin.

And so?

Oh, to help, of course. I know a lot of people who know people. Huh?

Well, first of all, let me investigate this through lawful procedures.

Mr. Min,

I don't just do things illegally. I'm a man who follows most laws.

I'll be the judge of that.

Right? So do nothing, please. Stay put for now.

Hyung.

[sighs]

It's late. Let's take his mother to Seoul Times Square hotel.

That would be great.

[sighs]

[man 1] You motherfucker. Give me the money, you fucking asshole!

Why are you asking me?

[ominous music playing]

Shit. Fuck this, man.

Hey, mister. Those assholes are professional boxers.

You fucking assholes, you should've told me! Fuck.

[man 2] Hey.

- First of all, calm down. - You fucking calm down!

Yeah? Good, moving on.

See this Band-Aid?

It covers a big scar, so I'll need to get plastic surgery for this.

Where's my money?

We'll talk outside. Just the two of us.

Stop fucking around and give me my money!

[groans]

[groans, breathes shakily]

[man 1 coughs]

[sinister music playing]

[grunts] You fucker!

[grunts] Let go of me, asshole!

[groans]

[blood squelches]

Wait, wait, I'm sorry.

I'm so fucked!

[breathes shakily]

[man 1 sobbing]

D… don't kill me!

[man 1 sobbing]

[gasps]

[man 3] Bite down.

- [whimpering] - [man 3] I said bite down.

Please, give me another chance.

Bite down, motherfucker!

[whimpering]

[sinister music builds]

[teeth crack]

[music quietens]

[sighs]

[water running]

Man-bae.

Man-bae!

Get rid of this fucker with your own money.

- Got it? - Yes.

- Tell the guys to come up here. - Will do.

[gentle music playing]

Ms. Yoon. This is your security personnel.

- Your team leader and deputy leaders. - [So-yeon] Nice to meet you.

I'm Joo Ji-uk. I'll make sure we keep you safe at this hotel.

I'm Ryu Gyeong-nam.

Thank you very much for helping us this late.

[manager] You must be tired from your trip.

We've prepared the safest room for you.

It's late. Go get some rest.

- I'm so thankful. - Mm.

I'm also thankful.

- Sleep well. - I will.

[exhales]

Thank you very much.

Ms. Yoon and Tae-yeong, right this way.

And Gun-woo, your room is that way.

Thank you.

If you need anything, please let us know.

- Yes. Thank you again. - Good night.

[sighs]

Thank you so much.

- [knocking on door] - [exhales]

- [Woo-jin] Gun-woo. - Hey!

[door closes]

How you feeling?

[chuckles] Well, my nerves and tendons are good.

And my palm's thick. The skin's thick. It'll heal.

[exhales]

[tearfully] I really wish I'd gotten there sooner.

I'm sorry.

Kim Gun-woo, hey! What are you saying? What makes you so sorry?

I didn't get stabbed in the gut like last time.

I only got a cut on my palms. That's nothing.

It's a big deal, so never say that.

I'm fine. I'll be better after I eat. [chuckles]

[chuckles softly]

My stomach! Room service, please?

[music fades]

- Mr. Moon, are you okay? - Of course I am! It's nothing serious.

- Oh. Uh, I looked into what you wanted. - And?

There's this gang formed by guys born in 1999.

They all have a Grenadier.

It's a British off-road vehicle they must like to drive.

Yeah, the off-road vehicles. Those bastards have got to be them.

- Where do the bastards hide out? - It's right by Yongsan.

[intriguing music playing]

Oh, wow. You found it so fast. Just like that.

- I knew you'd want to know. That's all. - [chuckles]

Your work ethic is so admirable.

So then, what do you think I have to do now?

- Drink coffee? - [Mr. Moon] Go get it.

[Mr. Moon chuckles]

[poignant music playing]

[sighs]

DU-YEONG

I'm so fucking pissed off.

What are you gonna do about it?

[tense music playing]

Huh?

I'll find Kim Gun-woo.

How?

How?!

Iil Group's son?

- That asshole's friends with Gun-woo. - Get that asshole.

Kang In-beom is wanted so he shouldn't be outside for a while.

I'll get them. I'll get the bloodhounds.

Because you want more money? Use your own.

Yes, that's fine.

[exhales]

And you?

Oh. The investors called me after Adik's fight.

They're interested. They want to meet.

They might go in this time.

Everyone, listen up.

If we want to expand, we need to get Gun-woo, that motherfucker.

Bring Gun-woo here no matter what the cost is.

Understood?

Yes.

[knocking at door]

Everything is okay?

We'll make sure it's very clean.

[phone buzzing]

Yes. Do you have updates?

[man] Detective Choi's meeting a leader from the Major Crimes Unit

tomorrow at 11 am.

He's going to hand over evidence from forensics.

What's the evidence?

- [man] Send me the money first. - Sure. It'll be transferred right away.

[phone beeps]

[phone buzzes]

20,000,000 WON DEPOSIT FROM LEE MAN-BAE

- [Woo-jin] Oh! - [Tae-yeong] I got in.

[Woo-jin] What's this site?

Gun-woo, that's you.

- [exhales] - It's AI. This was generated.

You can tell because your eyes are very sharp

and you've never taken a bloody photo with fists like that.

I haven't.

Isn't this against the law? A violation of portrait rights?

Yeah, it is, but this website is completely illegal.

On this type of site, well, it all is… It's all illegal.

Wait a minute.

W… what came up? What is it?

[Tae-yeong] IKFC37's a tournament challenge.

It'll be held in Seoul this March to see who's the last man standing.

"The new WBC super middleweight champion,

Kim Gun-woo,

the Scarface,

he'll join as the first contender."

[Woo-jin] You're Scarface?

Those assholes.

How can they name you like that?

What's a challenge tournament?

The winner moves on to the next one. The winner continues.

So if you win,

you just keep fighting.

I'll look up the other matches they had.

What?

[grunting on video]

Do you recognize that man?

He was the opponent in Gun-woo's fight for the title match.

Stop there, please.

[tense music continues]

THREAT DETECTED

- Huh? A virus? - What?

Someone's sending us a virus.

[tense music builds]

FILE SYSTEM ERROR

[gasps]

FILE SYSTEM ERROR

[cackling on computer]

Jeez.

[somber music playing]

[sighs]

[breathes shakily]

We won't ever use this again.

If this computer gets turned on,

it'll connect to the people who attacked us.

Sorry. I'm very sorry.

When we receive the prize money,

we'll get you a brand-new computer.

Thanks for offering me that.

[music fades]

Stand by.

May I help you?

Oh, is Kim Gun-woo's room this way?

[knocking on door]

- [Gun-woo] Oh. - You got a staycation at a great hotel!

You know how to live life! [chuckles]

Look at this! This is why it's so important to be successful.

- The life quality here is so good. - [Woo-jin] Please, sit.

Sure. [chuckles]

Mr. Moon, um, do you know the boxer who fought Gun-woo?

- Yes, Adik. - [Woo-jin] Yes.

Adik was in an IKFC fight before the laptop got hacked.

Adik was in their league.

[somber music playing]

He was taken by the guys who came to our house.

He was forced to fight.

And Adik

has gone missing.

He went missing?

Huh.

Those fucking assholes.

They'll go to any lengths to get Gun-woo to fight.

We have to protect Gun-woo.

Understand?

Yes.

Of course.

So what will you two do from now on?

Oh, at 11, I'll meet with Detective Choi and Gang-yong tomorrow.

Mm. Good.

I would like to rest.

Your superior, who broke his forehead, is running all over town

and you're sleeping?

So I need to run far too?

He would, but Woo-jin can't even move his hand yet.

- Gun-woo… - Yes?

See my hand.

Oh, it doesn't work!

It's numb. [whimpers mockingly]

All right, I'll run far with you. So then, where should we go?

[intriguing music playing]

[Mr. Moon sighs]

They're here.

Hey, do you know how much you owe me?

You got a death wish?

Why do I have to call you first? Huh?

Do you know how much money I've lost investing with you?

Don't fuck around!

Fucking stupid asshole!

[huffs] Dickhead.

[suspenseful music playing]

- [Mr. Moon] It looks like a regular gym. - This is it.

Apparently, it's where the gang hangs out.

100% sure?

Let's play it by ear.

- We'll act natural and wait. - Mm.

Hey, is this a good place to work out…

Oh fuck, those are the assholes!

[indistinct shouting]

[man 1] Grab him, quickly!

[Woo-jin] Sun-bo, let's go.

[Mr. Moon] Stop! Let go of me!

[man 1] Hey! Get them quickly!

This way! Hurry! Sir!

- [man 1] After them! Go, go, go! - [men clamoring]

- Take the other way! - [man 1] Over here!

[all grunting, shouting]

This is the nail shop at Daedong Mall. I'll like to report an incident.

Don't come!

Shit, wait! Uh…

Uh, slow down. Wait.

We don't have to do this. Right? Real men talk.

We're adults.

Let's talk it out instead, huh?

Right?

All right.

You fuckers!

- That fucking ass! - Fuck you, you sons of bitches!

- Your mom sucks dicks! All the dicks! - Yeah! Come on!

"Mom sucks dicks?" They're sick.

[man 2] Fuck you!

- This is awful. Let's split! Keep running! - Okay! Go!

[Sun-bo yells]

[groans]

No, don't, wait!

[groans]

- [dramatic rock music playing] - [all grunting]

Let's get these fuckers!

- [grunting continues] - [man 3 yelps] Ah! Oh!

- Son of a bitch! - [straining]

Fucking ass! [grunts]

[groans] Ah!

[grunting continues]

[Woo-jin] Come on!

I'm here, sir!

Get off now!

- [man 1] Son of a bitch! - Fucking jerk!

[groans]

[grunts]

[yells] Ah!

[grunting]

[Woo-jin groans]

- [Mr. Moon] Asshole! - [man 4] Die, you fucker!

[all straining]

[Woo-jin groans]

[all grunting]

[man 3] Fucker. I quit. [groans]

[breathes heavily]

- Hands up! - Freeze!

- Stop it, you! - Put your hands up!

- Ass! Wait, what? [gasps] - [officer] Stay still!

- Break it up! - Don't move! Stop! Get up!

- Stop that! - Shoot me, you fucking assholes!

Keep moving and I'll aim to hit.

- [Taser crackling] - [groaning]

[officer] Just stay still. It's all over. We're taking you in.

[background easy listening music playing]

- I think that's him. Yeah. - Is it?

Yes.

- [sharp stab] - [groaning]

What's happening?

Oh, fuck!

[ominous music playing]

- [woman] What's going on? - Oh my God!

- [man 1] Somebody stabbed him! - [man 2] Did you see what happened?

- [woman] Where did he go? - [man 3] Is he okay?

Gun-woo, hey!

- Catch him! Hoodie! That guy. - [Gun-woo] Oh.

[Gang-yong] Detective Choi!

Detective Choi, stay with me.

[man 4] Oh no!

[dramatic music playing]

Stay with me! Detective!

Detective Choi!

[grunts]

[groans]

[both panting]

[motorcyclist groans]

[gasping]

Shit!

[music intensifies]

It's closed off. Stop!

- [grunting] - [panting]

[Gun-woo grunts]

[grunting]

[tires screech]

[tires screech]

[both continue panting]

[grunting]

[man grunts]

[Gun-woo breathes heavily]

[man] Whoo!

[laughs]

[breathes deeply]

[grunting]

[straining]

[continues straining]

[grunts]

[panting]

[somber music playing]

[phone buzzes]

GANG-YONG

I'M SORRY, GUN-WOO I COULDN'T SAVE DETECTIVE CHOI GYEONG-WON

- [crying] - [somber music playing]

[phone buzzes]

WOO-JIN

- Woo-jin-- - [Woo-jin] Hi, Gun-woo.

Yeah?

Could you talk to Gang-yong and come here with him?

Oh, Mr. Min's here!

- Sir, may I help you? - Yes, officer, well…

I'm Min Gang-yong,

senior inspector from the Major Crimes Division of Seoul's office,

Sir.

I need to speak to the chief.

[officer] He's at that desk.

Mind if we have a conversation?

- Let's talk over there. - [Gang-yong] Okay.

[inaudible speech]

Is your hand okay?

- It's fine. Yeah. - Let me see.

- I said it's good. - [Gun-woo] Open it.

It's all okay.

Don't worry about it.

[inaudible speech]

- Sergeant Lee. - [Sergeant Lee] Yes?

The inspector and I talked. He offered a good explanation.

You can uncuff those three there.

- Yes, sir. - [man 1] What did he say?

- [man 2] What? - [man 3] This is bullshit!

- [man 4] Come on! - Hey, over there, be quiet!

This is ridiculous! No!

Those assholes were the ones who picked the fight.

What the fuck? You're blaming us?!

- Sit and shut it! - [man 1] What the fuck is happening?

Sit? This sucks and is wrong! The police can't do this!

What?

What?

This is my case now.

That means it's my way.

And if you keep on being an idiot like this,

I'll release your profile and call for reports from victims everywhere.

[exhales]

[Gang-yong] So shut up and listen.

If we release your profile,

it won't just be your parents.

It'll be all your relatives.

And, well, if you have one, your girlfriend too.

They'll all receive a lot of phone calls and become targets.

Their businesses, work, and lives,

all of them will get harassed and affected.

You want that?

No way.

What's your name?

Gu Dong-yeok.

- Okay, Dong-yeok. We'll see you. - [Dong-yeok] Yes, sir.

[music fades]

Uh, Mr. Min, you must be very busy. Thank you getting us today.

But, technically, just so you know, this was self-defense.

Really self-defense.

I said be still and rest, right?

- I was trying to be helpful. - How were you helping?

We found the guys who attacked us and fought them.

The police could've found those guys, not you.

[chuckles] But it's good for us to be together and do teamwork, huh?

[pensive music playing]

[chuckles awkwardly]

Let's get this straight now.

If you guys make a wrong move and we get exposed,

think how things could get messed up fast.

I was wrong.

I realize I made a mistake. Forgive me.

- [sighs] - [Mr. Moon] But…

Would it be okay if you let me help out too?

It's just, well,

I'm uneducated,

and a loan shark, so you might not like me, I know.

[sighs]

But President Choi, the man who raised me, he was really a great man.

Loan sharks are not… They're not all bad. You can ask the guys if you want.

I keep trying. I will strive to honor him, believe me.

We know they're bad men too.

So why can't we use some dirty tactics to catch them?

Stop it, Gwang-mu.

[sighs] Look at me.

This is the problem.

What we've planned can get messed up because you don't listen.

Do you understand?

Doing the work and getting it done is what's most important. Understood?

Dirty ways or clean ways, I don't care.

What I do care about is for you to listen so nothing will get messy!

Yes, I made mistakes.

I will listen to you and do what you say.

But in return…

please, I can do things to help you, sir.

- [sighs] - I'm here because of these two.

As a former Marine,

can't you let me be a superior to them?

[sighs]

So I may act like how a superior Marine would?

[sighs]

Okay, Mr. Marine,

beat the shit out of Gu Dong-yeok

and collect the names of who ordered the attack.

[gasps] Thank you so much!

- I'll do my best. - Just do it.

- [breathes excitedly] - Tonight, okay.

[chuckling]

[Gang-yong] Yeah, good.

All right. Let's go.

- Uh, yes. - [Gang-yong] Get in.

[tense music playing]

Welcome.

- Which room? - [woman] Room seven. Go on in.

Do you have plans? We can go for a drink.

Room seven, okay.

[chuckles]

[sighs] Filthy dirty asshole.

Nice to see you.

- Nice to see you. - Nice to see you.

[Mr. Moon chuckles]

[Mr. Moon exhales]

Ah. Hi, Moa.

How are things here?

It's very good, thanks for asking. Is your face okay?

Ah, this, well, this is nothing.

So, Moa, I'll take double what you made today off the interest.

Please pull down the shutters.

We'll go do our business.

Ah, where's the big guy? Tell me the room he's in.

It's room seven.

Ah, lucky seven. [chuckles]

[Dong-yeok] Come in. I'm ready.

[Mr. Moon] Sir, just relax.

Put your arms up.

Thank you. We'll start.

- What… What the hell? - [Sun-bo grunts]

- What are you doing? Assholes! - [Sun-bo grunts]

- [Dong-yeok] Oh, motherfuckers. - This will be your massage today. Relax.

Hey. You better not try to resist. It'll only get worse for you.

[Dong-yeok groans]

In this massage, it would be normal if your neck snaps

because it's a hard one.

Now, do you understand the situation?

Fuck you, you sons of whores.

[chuckles] Don't you know that's no way to speak to an adult, you brat?

I know what I'm doing.

[exhales]

I didn't choose this profession. This profession chose me.

Why is that?

I'm way too good at it.

- You stupid punk, Dong-yeok. - [whimpers]

- Now, let me perform a checkup. - [Dong-yeok groans]

Trapezius.

Very bad.

Latissimus dorsi. Not so good.

Erector spinae. It's very bad as well.

But what looks the worst of all is…

No, what the… What the fuck? [whimpers]

It's your sphincter, you asshole!

This is a very sensitive area.

The pain will be two or three times…

- Yes, two or three times more. - [Dong-yeok screams]

Oh, fuck, it's not moving anymore.

- Come on. - Stop! No. It's too much. Stop it!

Now for my questions.

Answer them correctly

and you won't have to wear a diaper for a month against your will.

Be careful.

Who placed the order to come after me?

It was the leader.

Who's this fucking leader?

Du-seong. You're so fucked now, you fucker.

Where could I find Du-seong?

I have no idea.

- Well, you don't know? - [Dong-yeok] I don't. I really don't know!

I'll give our Dong-yeok a constipation-free life from now on.

Come on. It's going in!

Yes, it's moving in more.

- Good. Halfway in. It's going in deep. - [crying in pain]

Hey, hey, will you relax?

Oh, jeez, you're leaking shit. That's so gross!

- Oh, fuck, should we do anything? - [Dong-yeok] I'm telling the truth!

[sobbing] It's true.

Oh, fuck. [whimpering]

It's true. [cries]

- This bastard's speaking the truth. - [Dong-yeok cries]

Well, do you know who Adik is, then?

I know who he is.

He was with a guy just a few days ago.

Where was that?

Adik and this guy with long hair were fighting.

They were at a closed subway station.

I was only standing there.

Who's this guy with long hair?

I have no idea. [cries]

- No idea? - [Dong-yeok] I really don't know.

I don't. Wait, wait, wait! Please wait!

Who can think with a head pressed like this?

[Dong-yeok breathes heavily]

Huh.

Sun-bo, he says the pressure's too strong.

- All right. - [gasps for breath]

Keep going.

Okay. I took a picture with my phone.

It's not a picture of him.

It's a picture of a watch. It's the watch he was wearing.

It was a fucking expensive one so I took a picture to post on my Instagram.

Ah, you take selfies. [chuckles] How cool. Really.

Take a picture of this massage. You can post it too.

[Dong-yeok] No, wait!

What the fuck?

Where are you going?

Wait, sir!

Uncuff me before you go! What the fuck?!

- [indistinct chatter] - [suspenseful music playing]

[phone buzzes]

MOON GWANG-MU

What do you want me to do with this?

- Woo-jeong. - Yes, sir?

- [Gang-yong] Take a look at this. - Oh, sure.

You know watches, right?

I do. I've studied them extensively.

Good. Take a look. Could this be a clue?

Let me double-check.

I'll just take a picture.

- I'll find it for you, sir. - Thank you.

[electronic voice] The door is closing.

[tense music playing]

- [system beeps] - Cho Hye-seon, I got the ice cream.

Hye-seon!

[blows thudding]

[yelps]

[groaning]

[Won-yeong whimpering]

[grunting] Ah! Ah!

Cho Won-yeong.

It's just…

You can't do this. Please don't do this to me!

[crying]

[cries out] Ah!

Be quiet and listen. Hmm?

Okay.

Well then… Good?

- Then be quiet. You better not interrupt. - Okay.

Right now,

he's putting cream… It's numbing cream. …on your sister's hand.

You see the person next to her? He's a doctor.

I do. [breathes shakily]

Answer my questions quickly and it might be okay.

You both might be just fine.

Okay.

Got it?

Kim Gun-woo, you know him? Where is he?

[sighs]

[Won-yeong breathes shakily]

- [gasps] - [squelching]

[splutters] Wait! Don't hurt her! I'll tell you!

P… please!

The Marriott! In Times Square, the hotel.

The Marriott Hotel.

The room number?

Room 1602.

- [Man-bae] Room 1602. - [Won-yeong] That's it.

Min Gang-yong and

Hong Min-beom are related, aren't they?

Do you know

what his agenda is?

What's Min-beom doing tomorrow night?

[whimpering]

[tense music continues]

BLOODHOUNDS SEOUL

LOOKING FOR SOMEONE TO WORK TOMORROW EVENING

The drugs for tomorrow?

One drop is enough.

This can be used with alcohol?

[doctor] Used with alcohol?

Hmm. That makes me curious how strong it would be.

I don't want this to kill anyone.

It won't kill.

PSYCHO69 I'LL DO IT

[laughs]

[ominous music playing]

I'm sorry. We're not ready yet.

Miss, we're not open yet.

You can't be here.

[bartender straining]

What the fuck did you…

[gasping slowly]

In three hours, the effects will wear off.

What time will Hong Min-beom arrive here?

Eight o'clock.

And for drinks?

Tell me his drink.

[phone buzzing]

[scoffs]

[phone continues buzzing]

[music fades]

[tense music playing]

Do you want a drink, Won-yeong? I'm only having one tonight.

- I'll just wait and take you home, sir. - Hmm. Next time then.

[breathes shakily]

[breathing shakily]

[theatrical music playing]

[woman] Hello.

Where's Dong-u?

He's usually here.

Oh, he's feeling sick tonight so I'm here instead.

Have a seat. You're Hong Min-beom, right?

Yes.

Here's the Bowmore 27-year-old whiskey you reserved.

[theatrical music builds]

[dissonant ominous music playing]

I'm looking forward.

[music fades]

[dramatic music playing]

[music fades]

[suspenseful music playing]

[music fades]