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Yesterday, the National Intelligence Service

carried out a sudden ambush at the factory.

Currently, Dr. Jonas's team and the rest of the researchers are all detained.

The men from the office are turning the place upside down.

As you suggested, Choe, we disposed of almost everything.

But the issue is Jonas's team must have kept one sample alive.

That's what the men from the office took.

Yes, Professor. I am aware.

Don't worry. You can rest assured.

I'll take care of it.

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

I'll see you at Jeongjinam.

They say good-byes are inevitable,

but I admit this is a bit sudden.

I'm sorry, Director.

We should be the ones apologizing.

Thank you for everything you've done for us, ma'am.

I remember the first time I saw you, Director Choe.

I got the distinct feeling that your superiors were keeping an eye on you.

Looking back at it now,

it seems they always thought of you as their potential successor.

I'm afraid they may have chosen the wrong man for the job.

I don't think so.

The men who came before you knew what they were doing.

If they sacrificed themselves so that you'd be spared,

they must have had a good reason.

As a matter of fact, I think

you got this far because you're a man of conviction.

Don't blame yourself.

That's very kind. I'm flattered.

Thank you, ma'am.

The late payments.

I'll definitely bring them to you next week.

That's not what I was implying.

You don't need to worry about that now.

It looks like I won't need that money anymore.

I already told you I can no longer provide you with information.

All of our…

antennas have also been cut off.

Head one Japan sent me a package of the Alligators' handiwork.

I mean, at this point,

there is no place left for me to run away to.

The last piece of intel we have for you.

The port of entry date and a blueprint of a portable Swedish-made vault

bought by Head one Japan.

We're short on time.

You're thinking of ending the program?

No, not at all.

I've been keeping track of their movements.

They will come to us.

As long as they remain concealed, the contract I have with them is valid.

Whatever happens, I won't abandon the program.

We will keep going.

This…

is gonna complicate things.

Mr. Chae's daughter is quite skilled. She'll crack it easily.

From what I've heard,

she's mentally unstable.

She has some kind of, uh, personality disorder.

Dissociative identity disorder.

She has another personality as her twin brother.

Shit.

I believe it's time…

…for us to bid our good-byes.

THE TYRANT

DELIVERY ACCIDENT

Just a little longer and the sun will set.

Since when are days so long in the winter?

Anyway,

life is…

interesting.

Always full of surprises.

How on earth did all this happen?

We found Dad in the parking lot of the water treatment plant

near Sihwa Industrial Complex.

What do you mean, "He doesn't know what he's talking about"?

-How does he not know-- -Fuck it--

I wouldn't have recognized him

if it weren't for the tattoo.

I wonder how they crammed someone so big into such a tiny bag.

I felt a lump in my throat, for a second,

but I wouldn't say I was particularly sad.

It was bound to happen, one way or another.

The only thing I regret was that we were getting ready to retire.

Since Dad was getting on in years,

we talked about running a pub in Southeast Asia.

Somewhere warm.

Of course, Dad was always right.

He would always say things like,

"Life never goes according to plan.

No one can predict what surprises life has in store.

Don't be discouraged if things don't go your way.

That's just how it is."

That's why, back then, I was willing to let it go quietly.

Back then.

But, now…

Have you eaten?

I mean, Mr. Chae's gone, so that's it.

Let's talk business.

Come to my restaurant. Have a bite. How's that sound?

Just got some good seonji.

Did you need jjajangmyeon delivered to my haejangguk restaurant?

You got no damn manners, kid.

No rush. Take your time.

Yeah.

Yeah, take your time.

Here. Have some pickled radish too.

You okay?

Want something else to eat?

How about jjamppong?

Tangsuyuk is an option too.

If not, you can have some of our seonji.

Mm.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah.

We should talk about work, huh?

Okay, look, Jagyeong.

I've got a job for you.

It's made in Sweden.

It's a state-of-the-art, portable, handcrafted vault.

It'll be in transit.

There will be high-end security personnel. A five-to-ten-minute window.

So the job is…

…complicated.

With Mr. Chae gone,

your hands are the only ones in this country that can crack it.

Right?

Also…

Think of it as down payment for the gig.

That's all yours.

I know, okay?

I know it's an insult.

But cut me some slack.

I mean…

Damn it, this is embarrassing as fuck.

But I'm flat broke at the moment, so…

I had to hustle hard to make this happen.

Listen.

Finish the job, I'll double the amount.

Huh?

No chance. Forget it.

-Huh? -Wait a minute.

Why are you calling the shots?

Don't I get a say in this as your big brother?

Why do you always decide for us?

Think about it.

Dad told us not to get involved with moles.

Fuck you. Who are you calling a mole?

You little…

Yeon Moyong.

What's wrong with you?

You wanna die?

No.

I'd rather not.

Right.

Um…

Uh, yeah. I'm sorry.

Okay. I got, uh, worked up a little, didn't I?

Everyone knows you're working for the office as their mole.

Ugh. Seriously, I'm not. Okay?

Hey.

Rumor has it that you're…

Let's not do this. Hmm?

You…

We're both broke as hell, aren't we?

You made all that cash, but spent it all tracking down his body.

You gotta admit, if it weren't for me,

Mr. Chae's body wouldn't have been found.

We have a history, don't we?

Hmm?

On behalf of your father, please help me out this one last time.

Hmm?

I'll double the payment and give you a bonus on top of that.

Hmm. That's enough to retire,

go to, hmm,

Southeast Asia and open a pub there, right?

Come on. Do me this favor.

Yeah?

Hey, what's happening?

Car four, sitrep! Sitrep!

Hey, no! No!

What the hell?

Cover those guys!

Cover Car one! Cover Car one!

Behind you!

Take 'em out! Take them out!

Oh, shit!

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Fuck!

Come out!

Come the fuck out!

Show yourself!

Show yourself!

Man.

Goddamn. Impressive.

HANGOVER SOUP

Now let's go live to our reporter on the scene. Ahn Taegeun?

Yes, I am here at Chuncheon Dam in Gangwon-do.

And what's the situation around the Chuncheon Dam?

Although the storm's intensity has diminished,

the sky remains filled with thick, ominous clouds.

Due to extremely heavy rain, a severe weather warning has been issued.

Because of the rainfall, as you see behind me,

Bukhangang River levels are rising rapidly…

Fuck, man. You been fasting or what?

You should try it.

We only use fresh, high-quality blood.

Shove all the fresh, quality shit down your throat.

What am I doing here?

You know your phone's off? What the hell is going on?

My phone battery died.

Such an ass.

You are one shitty gangster, aren't you?

Hey.

I don't want this new suit to smell.

Come on. Finish your damn food, so we can talk.

Na Yeonju,

how much water is being discharged from Paldang Dam?

Yes, I am near an area that is downstream of Paldang Dam.

Right now, the dam is still filling up with water, from yesterday's heavy rain

that we saw in Jecheon…

What about the other issue?

…places in and around Gangwon…

Do you even need to ask?

…1,500 tons of water per second…

Listen to the news.

Why?

That dam is releasing 1,500 tons of water per second.

Wow. 1,500 tons.

What would happen if she fell into that?

Think she'd live?

Hey. Make sure you cover your ass.

The office will identify the body quick.

Ah. Man, you know how long we've been doing this together?

What are you so freaked out about?

Quit your worrying.

Now, why don't we settle those overdue payments, huh?

DAMS RELEASE WATER TO CONTROL WATER LEVELS

Fuck, seriously.

Hey, girl.

I appreciate you working all night.

As for this, we'll put this to good use.

Don't kill me, sir.

You said you'd keep me alive if I gave you the cash.

I was kidding.

You thought I was serious?

Come on. You're an adult.

I won't say a word.

I promise.

Sir, please. Please don't kill me.

Don't kill me.

"Please, sir. Don't kill me."

"Please, sir. Don't kill me."

Well, unfortunately,

I have to kill you.

So let's make this quick. Would ya?

Don't kill me.

Hey, get rid of her quickly, and let's go get breakfast.

Shit, I got to take a leak.

Oh, shit. What the fuck?

Who are you?

The hell, man?

Yo.

Hey, what happened?

Yo, what the fuck? What the fuck?

Open up!

I said open the door, you little bitch!

Stop the car! I saw your face, you fucking bitch!

I'm going to kill you, you piece of shit!

You fucking bitch!

DELUXE TAXI

Hey.

I didn't give you permission to take that out.

Hey, I'll do it. Give it to me.

No, you stay put, Brother.

I'll do it.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Is something wrong?

Hello?

An accident during the delivery?

Yes, sir.

Such refreshing news you've brought me so early in the morning, huh?

-I'm sorry, sir. -You think an apology's gonna cut it?

You bastards can take the stairs. It's only a couple of floors.

Are you sure they were Choe's men?

Yes, sir. He's put together a black ops team from the opposition.

We're identifying them now.

How far is Director Choe willing to go, that crazy prick?

He'll try anything now that he's cornered, won't he?

This is an issue.

Paul, that savage, will lose his goddamn mind over this.

Get Choe to meet with you here.

Huh?

Choe and me?

-An official summons? -For God's sake, you idiot.

On what grounds? We don't have any evidence yet.

You want to get screwed? By that sly prick?

Don't poke the bear.

You two just have some tea.

We've shown our cards and it looks like they have too.

Now let's see if there's a way for us to win.

Out of the way, useless morons.

Have a coffee on me.

I don't drink crappy coffee.

Sure, Planning Committee officials have such refined tastes.

I get to return to the office this time like you promised, right?

Stay put and be on standby until I give you further orders.

Still on standby?

Yeah, okay.

My team is always just a phone call away.

Tell Director Choe I said hi.

Wait.

Does that dude remember that he's the one that got me stuck up here?

"Dude"?

Director Choe?

So not good.

Right, "Director Choe."

Watch your mouth, kid.

I'm out.

-Yeah? -The sample's been retrieved.

Check the contents and eliminate the team immediately.

The entire field ops team?

Yes, the entire team.

I'll take care of the rest here.

Oh, man.

Let's get ready to go!

We're going off the grid.

So, what happened? Did they get in touch?

Yes, Professor.

-It's all taken care of. -Oh, great.

Dr. Jonas and his staff members. They are all unharmed.

Good to hear.

So then, we just need to go into hiding.

Come on. Let's get you to the safe house.

Yeah.

What the fuck?

What do you think?

We think what's being developed in Korea

is closer to a virus than an ordinary serum.

Unlike ours, it doesn't need to be administered directly to the brain.

It appears it can be activated through the skin or the mucous membrane.

Fucking idiots.

Why do they keep making shit that they can't control?

Huh?

I can't say for sure, but I don't think it was created.

I think they found something already existing.

"Already existing"?

What's he saying?

He's too far away. I can't hear shit.

He's saying he'll do anything you want if you just give him a chance.

Just tell him what you want.

No, too late.

I fucking hate useless people.

Cut their heads off. Send them back to their headquarters for me.

All right.

To Korea.

Got to go clean up their mess.

What's the weather in Seoul?