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Who are you? Who the hell are you?

Isn't it obvious?

I'm Moon-jae.

Je Moon-jae.

Don't ever get caught by the cat.

It's really on edge right now.

You gotta stay alive if you wanna find out who I am.

MOUSETRAP

Damn it.

Fuck.

You wanna ride in the trunk?

- No. - Let's just go quietly.

Okay.

What is it?

You know that guy we were looking for three years ago?

The one we put all the card companies on? What was his name? Je Moon-jae.

I just got a call that a card in his name was used.

When?

Just now.

Hold on a second.

This bastard used the card again.

He was quiet for three years.

Now he's swiping everywhere.

Get me the location right away.

Got it, Noja.

Get out.

Sorry?

Go home and wait. I'll come back for you.

If I show up and you're not fucking there…

Huh? You little…

He moved out.

- When? - Today.

He brought me this box of vitamin drinks and thanked me for everything.

Then he came back, acting like he didn't even remember.

He was just standing out there staring into space,

then walked toward the market.

You fucking bastard.

Damn it.

If I catch you, you're fucking dead.

YONGHWADANG PHARMACY

Where is it?

Damn it.

Don't ever get caught.

You gotta stay alive if you wanna find out who I am.

DANJINAE REAL ESTATE

Oh God!

Huh? You're that…

Let me see the contract.

Like I said, the contract was clean.

Just report it to the police.

Don't come complaining to us later.

You said he stole your apartment!

REAL ESTATE SALES CONTRACT

Do not cross the police line!

The entire area is closed off tonight!

- Mr. Min. - Yeah.

How long has it been?

DANGER: RISK OF COLLAPSE DO NOT ENTER

Did you get the fingerprints?

Yes.

What's going on here?

Why are you here?

Hey.

Do you know him?

What's this?

- Who said I'd know him? - Violent Crimes Team 1 lead.

He said you handled their case in Violent Crimes.

Heck, I wasn't even on his team anyway.

Why is he telling people stuff like that?

This bastard. He's Sang-cheol.

Illegal gambling, loan sharking, stuff like that.

He killed someone over a gambling site and fled to the Philippines.

- I think he's still there. - And this guy?

- This bastard… I have no idea. - Apparently, they're all in the same gang.

That gang fell apart years ago. It was a total shitshow.

Who's this guy?

Well, the anonymous tip says…

Never mind.

Why'd you just stop?

- Hey, what case is this? - A homeless man was found dead.

Apparently, he sat in that corner for two days.

No signs of foul play.

But we can't identify him. His fingerprints aren't in the system.

You can't identify him?

All right. That's enough.

Lots of unclaimed remains these days. No need to spell it out.

Oh.

Go ahead. Take him.

Once we're done here,

let's go to this great hangover soup spot nearby.

- It's on me. Let's go. - Sounds good.

Hey.

You'd better treat your wife right. See?

That's what happens when you've got no family.

Don't wait until she's gone.

What's with that look?

Gonna hit me or what?

Hey! Take the advice!

We're done here. Let's go now.

For fuck's sake.

- All right. Let's go! - What a clown.

It's always your big mouth. You just don't get it, you bastard!

- Mr. Park! - Dong-cheol!

- Let go! - One sec!

- Let go! - Don't!

- Son of a bitch! - Bring it!

- Let's do this! - You bastard.

- That's enough! - Seriously!

Dong-cheol! Let's go!

Let go of me!

You idiot.

Fighting at the scene? With a colleague?

What, you've given up on life?

Gone off the rails, have you?!

Just close out that tip!

Hang up!

Fuck, I should just quit.

SEOUL DONGBU POLICE STATION PARK SUN-YONG

- Let's begin. - Deal the cards already.

Here comes the river.

Let's see the cards.

Straight. Winning hand.

Raise.

- Place your bets. - Just one more.

100,000 won.

No more bets.

- Call. - Show your hand.

I'll sort out your chips.

Showdown. Pair.

Drinks are on you tonight.

What?

What, I can't even look at you?

See the news?

What news?

The woman they found in the Hangang River. The unidentified body.

No.

That passes for news these days?

You know that's ours, right?

Is it?

The fuck you mean? Every item in that morgue is ours.

Oh, so that was ours.

Here's the thing.

A tip made it to the cops.

Fuck, this might turn into a headache.

Did you hear anything?

A tip? No.

Fuck.

You look pretty relaxed.

Like you have no idea.

Fine, then.

But, hey,

that look better not change.

Or you'll be in trouble.

You know that, right?

Fuck.

If the pigs get their hands on Noja, they'll find out about all our jobs.

We gotta take out the fucking bastard who sent that tip.

I don't think it was Myeong-su, that asshole.

It's gotta be someone who knows our operation inside out.

Hey. Keep an eye on Noja.

If he gets busted, we're gonna have to run.

Yes, sir.

By the way, what's that smell?

- I loaded an item in the trunk. - You…

Goddamn it.

Is the item done?

Yes, sir.

The car's gonna stink now, you fucking…

Just go.

I just have to talk to him for a moment.

Could you open the door?

Soo-hyun! Let's talk for a second.

You've got the wrong place. There's no one by that name.

I checked it already. Son Soo-hyun lives here!

Whoever that is, they don't live here!

We've lived here for six years!

Where's the security guard? Did you even call him?

What's he doing? He should be stopping people like him.

PROFESSOR PARK GEUN-YEONG

PARK GEUN-YEONG

PROFESSOR PARK GEUN-YEONG

PROFESSOR PARK GEUN-YEONG

You there!

This bastard was here, right?

4,500 won at 10:32!

Americano!

Well…

Yes, well… Earlier… Takeout…

A cup of Americano…

You sure it was him?

What the hell?

Why's this bastard acting up all of a sudden?

Hey, Moon-jae.

- Hey, where are you? - Well…

I'm near the café.

Already?

Noja's faster than I thought, even in that piece of junk.

Where are you?

Maybe he's lost it. He's at the Hangang River.

Might kill himself.

I don't think he can.

He can't go in the water. He's afraid of it.

Moon-jae.

How long do I have to follow this guy?

Let's see.

Until I tell you to stop?

I told you.

Let him be chased, but don't let him get caught.

If he dies, where's the fun in that? Still a long way to go.

Call me when you're at the river.

Who are you?

Can I help you?

You know me?

No.

Then why follow me?

I was following you?

You've been following me from the café.

I wasn't following you.

This street is a dead end.

You're right. It is.

I'm not familiar with this area.

I thought this would lead out if I kept going.

I figured since you came this way.

I'm sorry.

- Okay? Are we done? - You little…

I'm sorry.

That thug's money is dirty anyway.

I'll launder it. I'll handle everything.

You just need to do a few things for me.

A fresh start for a thug? As if.

This is basically free money.

He can't even report it to the police.

What if I get caught?

How would he catch you?

You'll disappear without a trace. He'll never find you.

Stop worrying. I'll take care of you.

I'm the only family you've got, punk.

Aren't I?

So help me out.

About

10% of the money?

Okay?

- You knew, didn't you? - No skid marks either.

- It wasn't an accident. - You knew, didn't you?

You're going through a lot for your age.

Do you have any other relatives?

I always told you.

You have to be a better Je Moon-jae than the old Moon-jae.

Always remember that, okay?

You must've hated your dad too. But don't worry anymore.

He can't do anything to you now.

What are you talking about, Mom? I hated you even more than him.

Your depression drove me crazy too.

He thinks he's hiding in there. Doesn't even know he's trapped.

Who the hell are you? You bastards!

It's your fault.

This is all your fault.

What…

What did I do wrong?

Got you, you bastard!

You can't leave your glasses like this.

How many pills did you take, man?

Who are you?

If you stay like that,

you're gonna die.

Who are you?

Hey. Run now.

Noja's coming.

NOW24 23:27 ￦9,600 APPROVED

Goddamn it!

Hello.

Damn it.

Hello.

Goddamn.

Hey, Moon-jae.

What? Aren't you happy to see me?

My money!

My money!

Where is it? You bastard!

You fucking piece of shit.

You bastard!

It's been three years.

You finally crawled out after three years.

You rat bastard.

I'll send you here when it's ready.

What do you think?

You know I can't go in the water.

My father's still in the water.

Still, that beach looks nice.

Hey!

That crazy bastard.

Over here!

Over here! Help!

Over here!

Here! Help!

Here. Grab this.

Shit.

Are you okay?

What happened?

I slipped.

Fucking hell.

Yeong-geun.

Yeong-geun.

Yeong-geun, please spare me!

You son of a bitch!

- You think you'll get off easy? - Fuck.

I'm so sick of this.

That's Kim's spot.

He's gone.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Who are you?

You fucking bastard!

Who are you?!

THE BODY FOUND IN THE HANGANG RIVER WAS NOT A SUICIDE

KIM YEONG-GEUN

What the hell?

He did move out in a hurry.

Someone came looking for him yesterday too.

Why are the police looking for him?

Yeah.

There must be something going on.

He must've run off so fast because he felt guilty

about something.

Looks like you've made some progress. That's quite the collage.

We've got to produce a masterpiece.

The squad leader is breathing down our necks.

Hey, kid.

Take a look.

What does this look like?

As if you'd know.

Forget it, punk.

The composition's all wrong.

These don't go together at all. It's one big mess.

Hey, look.

I went to that thug's place,

and some so-called writer was living there.

I went back the next day to see if he knew the victim,

and it turns out the fucking bastard had already moved out.

And that writer? He wasn't even the owner of the place.

The owner was someone else. This sly-looking prick.

You know what's even more screwed up?

This.

This, huh?

Why the fuck am I tangled up in this?

Why am I tangled up in this?

I don't know.

I'm sorry.

Just keep brushing.

Let's start with your position on custody.

I should get full custody.

He doesn't care about his family.

Is it because of his job? I understand he's a police detective.

No, it has nothing to do with his job. That's just the way he is.

He's an orphan.

He grew up in an orphanage, so he has no sense of family.

Saying he has no sense of family just because he grew up in an orphanage

is a bit much.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that.

I'm just stating the facts.

Have you two reached an agreement on custody and child support?

I haven't heard anything from him.

He's always like that.

He never responds, even about important things.

- I don't know what he's thinking. - Mr. Park Sun-yong!

Let's go.

Wait.

I've got ramyeon cooking.

Then go turn it off, you bastard!

This is fucking bullshit.

I waited quietly, you know.

Even the cops wouldn't go this hard on me.

Hey, why are those bastards after you?

Money, of course.

Gambling debt.

How much?

About a building.

Crazy son of a…

It used to be mine.

Somehow, it became my fucking debt.

Goddamn it!

Those bastards run an illegal online gambling site.

They're evil pieces of shit.

They've got middle and high schoolers hooked on gambling.

On their phones.

But the worst part is,

they just swap people out.

What?

You know people with no one to rely on. Like people with no home or family.

They strip them of their identity and spit out what's left.

- Spit out what's left? - Come on!

They vanish! They get killed!

Do you know how many unclaimed remains, missing people,

and solitary deaths there are?

Even with fingerprints, the bodies can't be identified.

They're like ghosts.

A lot of people with ruined lives turn to identity fraud.

And there are foreigners who need a Korean identity.

So they steal identities and sell them to those people.

In other words, the real person disappears,

and a fake one is out there roaming around.

It makes money!

That's what they do. Crazy pricks.

They wreck lives with gambling,

drain them with identity fraud, and toss them aside.

Sir?

Please, just this once.

Just tell them you couldn't find me. You'll never see me again.

Spare me just this once.

I won't even leave the house. Please, sir.

It's been three years.

You finally crawled out after three years.

You rat bastard.

He went at the guy like he was going to kill him.

He smashed everything. He had a hatchet.

Then they ran to the Hangang River Park construction site.

Huh?

He said he didn't know Kim Yeong-geun, and there he is, dancing with him.

Those fucking bastards made a fool out of me.

Where's the smoking area?

There isn't one. This is a park.

Okay.

We'll call you once we catch them.

What are we gonna do about this? Those vicious bastards.

All right, then. Well, take it easy.

DONGBU POLICE STATION

This is a crime.

Only if the police find out.

But who's gonna report this to the police?

That thug? Or you and me?

That day, the young master sat at his desk and took up his brush as usual.

His rough, scratchy fingertips bothered him,

so he took a small blade from the drawer and began trimming his nails.

"Young master!"

"Your nails come from your body,

so don't throw them away carelessly."

"Oh, they're only nails."

"People aren't animals. Who would ever crave such things?"

Without even wrapping them in paper, he took the clippings outside

and tossed them into the woods behind the pavilion.

A few days later, after finishing his studies, the young master headed home.

At last, he arrived home,

but he sensed something strange.

To his surprise, someone stood there with his exact face.

Even the eyes, the jawline, and the way he spoke were identical.

"How dare you impersonate me!"

The fake young master replied, unfazed.

"I am the real one."

Get inside.

Go report it.

What are you doing? Get inside.

But how are you gonna prove it?

That you're Je Moon-jae?

Can I stop watching it now?

I've watched enough.

No, keep watching.

I don't like that bad rat story.

Do you think the rat is bad?

It ate the fingernails and did bad things.

Where's my mom?

Where's my mom?

Think how badly it wanted to be human.

Right?

Just think how badly it wanted to be human.

That rat.

- Please don't kill me. - Damn it.

Take him already.

Hey, get up.

I said get up, you son of a bitch!

I'll pay you back.

If you give me just three days, I'll get the money.

- I swear! - Three days? You fucker.

- Gonna run again, asshole? - Just three days, sir!

Get up.

Get up.

Sir, just three days.

- Up. - Just three days.

- Let go, you bastard. - Three days.

We're just getting started.

You got that?

- Goddamn prick. - Answer me, asshole.

Fucking die! You bastard.

Get up. You son of a bitch.

You fucking son of a bitch.

Die, you bastard.

You're really asking for it, man.

- You bastard. - Hey.

Let me ask you something.

Where are all the guys I brought you?

Are they alive?

Hey, Noja.

You already got paid. Let's not dig any deeper.

Fucking hell.

We all have our own work to do.

Listen up, you fucking bastards.

In my experience, no one in this world is born useless.

Everyone is born with some kind of value.

I'm not talking about natural rights.

You even know what that is?

I'm not talking about human rights. I'm talking about value.

You understand?

What the fuck?

Turns out this guy's from my hometown.

Okay? Don't kill him.

A man shouldn't kill another man.

You can't wash that sin away. It'll haunt you to your grave.

Why the fuck are you lecturing all of a sudden?

A kidney, a piece of his liver, or an eyeball.

That's all fine.

Just don't kill him.

If you do, I'll come for you

and bury you all.

Sir!

Please save me.

You should've hidden better.

Some bastard went three years without leaving a trace.

Shit.

I told you to go easy on him, you idiots.

Noise really carries in this building.

Damn it.

You son of a…

Subtitle translation by: Sung In Jang