All language subtitles for Adamas.s01e08.DSNP.ECLiPSE.en

ALL CHARACTERS, LOCATIONS,
ORGANIZATIONS, AND INCIDENTS

DEPICTED IN THIS DRAMA
ARE ENTIRELY FICTITIOUS

IN THE NAME OF MOTHER

We've titled the slogan as My First Gun.

We have various colors in mind
from black to pink and pastel tones,

including products for women.

To make the product more approachable,

we're planning to come up
with a series of friendly commercials.

And by hiring trendy celebrities
to model our products,

we will make them look like fashion items.

This kind of approach is expected

to blunt the repulsion against firearms
in the primary sense.

We've benchmarked
the gun culture in the States.

If we can actualize it here,

Haesong's future
will become even brighter.

"My First Gun."

I like it.

Oh, thank you.

All right.

Let's shake up this country!

-Yes, sir.
-Yes, sir.

Oh, right.

About the preparations
for the 80th-anniversary ceremony,

my father entrusted
the whole process to Ms. Kwon.

I'd like the company
to support her properly.

Of course. It will be
the chairman's retirement ceremony.

Gosh, this idiot.

It will be my inauguration ceremony.

It's not bad.

Proceed with it.

Yes, sir.
Why don't you have lunch with me?

No, thanks.

Will you return right away?

It feels suffocating in Seoul.

Father, about the Adamas...

I think we should station more guards
with Ms. Jang.

You know, it was stolen once--

Don't mention what happened in the past.
You might jinx it.

I'm sorry.

I'm just bothered by what that prosecutor
is up to these days.

I heard from Mr. Lee.

Mr. Lee?

He didn't tell me about meeting you.

He came in a rush.

I see.

Father. Actually,
Mr. Lee isn't who he used to be.

Hyunjo.

Don't try to see what's under the surface.

Stay out of it.

-Mr. Jeong.
-Yes, sir.

Beef up security on Ms. Jang's side.

Yes, sir. I'll let Mr. Lee know
and assign them right away.

I'm giving you the order.

Why would you bring up Mr. Lee here?

Pardon?

Yes, sir.

How much longer will you stay
in his shadow?

Team A needs a change.

A young leader.

Are that prosecutor
and female reporter still alive?

Isn't that wrong?

I'm sorry, sir.

Don't be sorry.

I hate it when people are sorry.

I'll take care of them soon.

Do you mean it?

If they manage to survive again,
you will have to stand in

for that target, okay?

I've gathered some material on the case.

I also snuck a copy
of the case record just in case.

Isn't that illegal?

Look who's talking.

What on earth?

They came by.

They're gone.
All the records I've gathered.

I doubt this was the only place
they ransacked.

Who are you?

Are you Mr. Gong Daechul?

Do you know me?

Where's Song Suhyeon?

Out of the blue?
I don't know where he is. How would I?

There's no trace of him packing.
It means he didn't plan on hiding.

Too bad.

If you don't know,
it'll be a headache for both of us.

I can't visit him?

That's what the law says, mister.

In exceptional cases, the prison chief

may prohibit visitations.

Look how gutsy you are,

explaining the law to a prosecutor.

A prosecutor?

-The punishment room?
-Yes.

There was a report

that he took narcotics
that were smuggled in.

He's in solitary
until the investigation is over.

So you locked him up
and are forbidding visitations?

If anyone's unhappy with it,
they'll file an administrative litigation.

To revoke his punishment.

Did the prosecution ask for a prohibition
on visitation regarding this case?

I doubt it.

You haven't even made an official request
to investigate it.

I have full authority over this matter.

So the prison is conducting
the investigation? And you are the judge?

No.

Well, that's...

Let me make it clear for you.

Criminally speaking,
you're abusing your authority here.

You are keeping an inmate
from exercising his rights.

You want me to list all the ways
you're violating criminal law?

What do you say?

My point here is,
let me speak with Lee Changwoo in person.

What's taking him so long?

What is this, a family reunion?

Ten minutes should be enough for a visit.

Why would it snow in April?

So much for a car wash.

He refused to meet you.

Did you specifically tell him my name?

Yes.

Gosh.

Let's go to the punishment room.

I'll go there myself.

What?

Read this first.

What is this?

Inmate 1014 wrote it himself.

PROSECUTOR SONG, I DON'T WANT TO MEET YOU
DON'T EVER COME AGAIN

Prosecutor, what should we do?

It's not like we can force him
to meet you against his will.

Don't smirk, all right?

Good job.

Whatever that prosecutor says,
don't give him a reaction.

Spare yourself, okay?

It won't do you any good
to antagonize Team A.

You...

Darn those bastards!

Hey!

Watch your temper already.

Why would you kick my precious baby?

What?

It's still just a toddler.

This is no time to joke around.

Gosh.

Honey, use your brain.

Why would they stop your visit?

Because they know it'll work against them.

To shut Lee Changwoo up?
Does that mean he knows something?

Bingo.

-Ah.

Well, I should give it my best shot then.

Yes, it's me.

What?

-The Lee Changwoo case files are all gone.
-It makes no sense!

How could they vanish from the archive?

They didn't vanish.

We used an external cleaning service
when we changed archive rooms.

And they burned those records
with some other trash by mistake.

It's driving me crazy too.

But everything else is there.
Are you sure no one took them?

Look here.

You shouldn't say such a thing.

Why are you trying to cover it up?

Then what else can we do?

Arrest that poor cleaning lady?

Put her in cuffs?

Look, that case was closed
a long time ago, so the record--

You call that an excuse?

Goodness.

Whatever. Go write an article
about this if you want.

Suit yourself.

Hey, let's go.

Jeez, she's just unbelievable.

Ms. Kim.

Take this.

Hello. Did you hear what happened?

Forget everything else
but the autopsy report...

Even if we get the Adamas,

we need that report
to make the comparison.

AUTOPSY REPORT

-I appreciate your hard work.
-Oh, Mr. Lee.

Where's Mr. Jeong?

I ordered him to shred these himself.

Oh, Mr. Kwon summoned him.

-Mr. Kwon?
-Yes, sir.

He must be pissed.

Seeing that he skipped me
and summoned Mr. Jeong directly.

Mr. Lee.

I did what you asked
and put it on your desk.

I don't know anything. I really don't.

Prosecutor Song asked me
for the Lee Changwoo case records,

but then,

they disappeared.

He didn't answer his phone,

so I came here, that's all.

-Mister.
-Yes?

Look at me.

I said, look at me.

Do you think I'm asking where he is

because I really don't know?

He has probably heard by now
that the case records have disappeared.

So where would he go next?

He'd probably visit his father's grave.

The scar left in his father's skeleton

could replace the missing autopsy report.

If you already knew, why did you...

I ask you questions,

and you can't answer them.

That way,

I can justify myself.

A reason to make a move.

Mister.

Bite down on this.

Our only hope is my father's grave.

For another autopsy?

There should be a scar.
It was stuck in his left eye.

Thank goodness you buried him
in a family gravesite.

Your ancestors must be helping.

Darn, they even got rid
of the case records.

Fine, let's fight dirty.

Ms. Oh.

I have a favor to ask of you.

Officially or unofficially?

-The latter.

Go on.

I'd like you to get me my bag.

Your bag?

Yes, the one I brought
when I came to this house.

Oh, they must've taken it from you
for security purposes.

Personal belongings
are not allowed in here.

But why?

Well, I need it for something.

I'm not close
with any security guards here.

Sure.

I shouldn't turn down your request.

Thank you.

Between us...

I'm not sure if this is okay.

Don't you want to stop being a house dog?

I promised I'd get you a job
at the head office if you listen to me.

Yes, ma'am.

At your service.

Ms. Oh.

Make sure you keep your promise.

Just wait.

Eighteen.

Twenty.

Do you drink that often?

This?

It's good to drink anytime.

I got one for you.

No, thanks.

Have it.

I hope Ms. Kwon likes your novel.

By the way, why are you suddenly
so hung up on her son?

I thought Chairman Kwon killed my father.

Leaving out the time he spent abroad,

the statute of limitations was in effect,
so I thought it was worth a shot. But--

But the witness showed up.

Right, Mr. Lee.

If he is the culprit, Chairman Kwon isn't.

Then I wondered
what there could be to punish him with.

Ah.

You want to tie him
to the death of Ms. Kwon's son?

As the culprit of another murder case.

I like that.

It'd be insurance and a means
to tear apart Ms. Kwon and the chairman.

If her loyalty is tested,

she will ease her blind suspicion
against me.

Let me see.

What could be in here?

Why the sudden need for his bag?

What's gotten into him?

What is this? In the Name of Mother?

A novel?

You wrote a story about her son?

Just a few pages.

Ms. Kwon's son attempted suicide
and was declared brain-dead.

Then his heart was transplanted
to Chairman Kwon. Isn't it dramatic?

I wonder how she'll react to that story.

She'll deny it vehemently.

And she'll try to see if it's true.

"After painstaking deliberation,
Duke Alfonso

decided to choose his nanny's only son

as the suitable donor
for the heart transplant."

"'It's easier to make a donor
than to wait for one.'

Looking at his doctor, Allen,

the duke made a cold smile.

Dr. Allen was satisfied with the condition
and that night,

he declared a young man in a coma
brain-dead."

"A loyal nanny would be willing

to offer her child's heart to her master."

No...

No.

No, it can't be.

No!

You want to study abroad?

I put you through college.
Wasn't that enough?

Stop dreaming
and just learn to work under me!

You want me to be a servant like you?

A servant? You brat.

Let go.

Mother, you care more about the chairman
than me, don't you?

Of course. I care about the master
way more than you.

Master this, master that!

I'm going to leave.
I'd die before I live the way you do.

What? You won't live like I do?

Fine, die.

Die, you brat.
How could you say that to your mother?

Just go die.

Die!

Hoon!

Hoon! Oh, no.

Hoon!

Hoon...

Please... do as I say.

But, how could I possibly take his heart?

Master, please.

Only then

will I be able to think
Hoon is alive and well by my side.

Ms. Kwon will realize
that the story is about her.

She'll no longer feel
as devoted to the chairman.

It could be dangerous.

What if she talks to him about this?

No, she could never.

Why is that?

It'd be a bigger loss for Ms. Kwon.

Chairman Kwon
wouldn't keep her by his side.

Ms. Kwon is quick-witted enough
to know that.

True.

They would suspect each other.

She'd wonder if he killed her son,

and he'd wonder if she suspects him.

A difference in opinion.

It's the beginning of distrust.

I have a question.

You once said...

I need to find out where it's stored
as soon as possible.

Before the recrafting begins.

Should I look into it?

No. Leave it up to us.

"Us."

Is there someone else
helping you other than me?

-No.
-In this house or outside?

There's no one else.

There isn't.

You say there isn't anyone,
but I think otherwise.

What do you call this kind of situation?

A difference in opinion.

The beginning of distrust.

Ms. Eun.

You drew the line first.

"I'm not Kwon Minjo."

"I'm not interested
in punishing the chairman."

"We're not after the same thing."
You said so.

Did you change your mind?

What a shame.

It's a lie! A lie...

Ha Woosin...

We've started our process to win her over

by trying to separate her
and the chairman.

But she isn't showing any response yet.

We'll see how it goes and act accordingly.

Okay.

We're also taking two measures
in case Mr. Ha's plan falls through.

We're trying to figure out
where Ms. Jang, the jewelry designer, is.

We were too focused on the task at hand.

Team A took Lee Changwoo's case file.

What? Even the autopsy report?

What on earth?
Then all this would've been for nothing.

Now the remaining option is...

Something's off.

It hasn't taken root yet.

It was planted recently.

What, those punks already came here?

And dug up this grave to...

To vandalize his body.

I'm getting the creeps.

Wait, let me think.

Now, even if we get our hands
on the Adamas,

we won't have anything to compare it with.

This is terrible.

How are we going to prove
it was used for the murder?

Was it Woosin?

What?

This grave isn't my father's.

-What?
-An old man lived alone in our village.

My father buried him here.

He'd tidy up the grave
and hold a memorial service for him.

The gravestone was switched.

He knew Haesong would damage the body.

Since the strongest evidence
in a murder case

is the victim himself.

But who? Who expected
this would happen and changed gravestones?

Isn't it obvious?

This one is my father's.

I'll make sure to catch the culprit.

For you, Father.

And for him.

PUNISHMENT

Whatever that prosecutor says,
don't give him a reaction.

Spare yourself, okay?

It won't do you any good
to antagonize Team A.

We're good for the time being.

Team A would believe
that they damaged the body.

That punk. He's always one step ahead.

You mean your brother?

If he were a soccer player,
he would've made it big.

By the way, what's your name?
I don't even know your name yet.

In my line of work,
we don't introduce ourselves.

We don't know when we'll die,
so it's no use making friends.

It's not like we'll die together.

Just call me "Mr. Baek."

I'm sheepish with calling you Mr. Baek.

-Want a beating, honey?

How about just Baek?

Baek? It's not bad.

I'm hearing something.

Hear what?

I think a phone's ringing.

Should I open it?

Oh, my.

Those crazy bastards...

-No, wait.
-Let go of me.

Pick up.

Pick up the phone.

Who are you?

Who... Who are you?

Who are you?

Sun.

Boom.

You at least needed to know
who was killing you.

Now I feel bad.

Mr. Ha.

We have a serious problem.

I think Ms. Kwon has finally gone insane.

She's yelling out loudly, asking for you.

She's absolutely lost her mind.

Her eyes are flipping out
as if she's ready to kill someone.

Just what have you done this time?
I feel so anxious

that it's killing me, seriously.

Ms. Kwon?

Ms. Kwon.

Did you ask for me?

Mr. Ha.

I didn't like you from the start.

Your eyes told me
that you were hiding something.

Those eyes bothered me.

I'm hiding something? Me?

Your true motive for coming to this house.

I'm not really following.

Drop your clumsy act.

You came here
to write a story about my son.

You needed information to do that.

Ah.

Ah.

Ah?

Let me explain.

No, you don't have to.

I've read your incredulous story.

You've read it?
You mean the manuscript in my bag?

Yes.

Ah.

So you have.

I guess I can't hide it anymore.

You're right. I came to this house

because of what happened to your son.

It's quite interesting.

Interesting?

Is it fun to gossip
about someone else's deceased child?

Yes, to the public.

In the house of a well-known family,

a young, healthy man attempted suicide.

He was declared brain-dead
and his organ was donated.

Coincidentally, the recipient was...

What are you trying to say?

My interest in your son's story

simply started from my imagination
as a writer.

What if it was not suicide,

but murder?

In murder cases, the primary suspect...

is usually the one who gains the most
from the victim's death.

If so,

who would the culprit be?

The question triggered my imagination.

You sure are a funny guy.

You're trying to harass me
with my son's story.

Because I treat you like an eyesore.

Too bad. It's not going to work.

-You're mistaken. I only--
-Listen.

I no longer feel attached to him.

I don't know what you heard,
but don't try to pull any tricks on me.

Ms. Kwon.

Shut your mouth and listen!

The master gave me full authority
over the 80th-anniversary ceremony.

His retirement ceremony, to be exact.

Me...

He chose me, Kwon Soonyi,

out of all those important people
at the company.

Do you hear me?

Whatever you came here to do,

I have no time or energy to care, got it?

Leave this house immediately.

That's not my choice to make.

You already know. I can't do that
without the chairman's permission.

Really?

Then I'll tell him myself.

Tell him what?

Don't waste your effort and pack up
while I'm giving you the chance.

The master

has nothing to do with my son's death.

Me First Principle.

Your words tend to indicate
a psychological distance.

WORDS OF IMPORTANCE COME FIRST IN ORDER

For example, you mention
someone closer to you before the other.

The master

has nothing to do with my son's death.

She cares about Chairman Kwon
more deeply than I thought.

But when she talks about her son...

I no longer feel attached to him.

She doesn't even say his name.

Then why...

does she keep his photos?

It shows an attachment.

A sense of guilt?

SEOUL BUKANG HIGH SCHOOL

What? How dare you...

You'll tell the chairman
why I actually came here?

No, you can't.

-What?
-How will you put it?

"He says you have something
to do with my son's death,

and he's writing a novel about it."

-Shut up.
-I wonder how he will respond.

Will he care about me suspecting him?

Or will he care about how you see it?

-I said, shut up.
-I'm curious myself.

What do you think?

-You...
-You've never suspected him?

No! I had never suspected him even once.

That's the past tense. What about now?

Stop running your mouth.

What do you even know?

You don't know anything!

Ms. Kwon.

So what are you trying to say?

That the master deliberately took
my son's heart?

Why?

Why now?

"Why now?"

You mean...

Get out.

Get out!

She knew.

No.

No!

No...

No, he didn't.

He didn't.

He did not.

IN THE NAME OF MOTHER

What if it was not suicide,

but murder?

In murder cases, the primary suspect...

is usually the one who gains the most
from the victim's death.

If so,

who would the culprit be?

Nonsense.

It's all nonsense.

Ms. Kwon told you outright
to leave this house?

Yes.

Oh, dear.

What are you going to do now?
She isn't going to sit back.

I mean, if she kicks you out,
you won't be able to steal the Adamas.

Then all your efforts
will have been in vain.

What will you do?

Say something!

All right. Given what's happened,

we will steal the Adamas today.

What? We?

Yes.

I'll keep watch.

Let's get it over with
before Ms. Kwon kicks us out.

Don't worry too much.

I'm sorry,

but we can't do that.

The Adamas isn't here.

What? It's not here?

No, Ms. Kwon snuck it out.

Oh.

Then why are we still here?

We should leave immediately.

Chairman Kwon won't let us.

We should run away or something.
There's no reason to be here.

The Adamas is outside!

You're right. The Adamas isn't here,
so there's no reason to stay.

Now you're talking.

Should we make a run for it?

Is that the only way?

That's our best option.

The 36th stratagem.

Ms. Jang.

What?

Done.

I'll be able to start recasting soon.

We should run away or something.
There's no reason to be here.

The Adamas is outside!

Dongrim...

you're a genius.

Gosh, this is so annoying.

What is it?

It's a notice from the head office.

What a nuisance. This is so annoying.

-What is it?

The 80th-anniversary ceremony
will be held here.

It's going to be tough.

With all those reporters,
broadcasting people, and VIPs coming here.

They want the highest level
of security, darn it.

Why do they even bother
holding a ceremony at home?

Where's the chief?
I need to report this to him.

He's outside with Mr. Ha.

Again?

Are they soulmates or what?
They're always together.

Tell me about it.

They're really, really suspicious.

Darn it, this is not good at all.

After all that ruckus,
she's been quiet all day.

Ms. Kwon is incredible.

Maybe she trusts the chairman that firmly.

Are you sure you got her weak spot?

About her dead son.

I bet she was furious.

And then scared.

She must fear Chairman Kwon
since she knows him so well.

Ultimately,
she decided that I was an enemy.

She needed a villain of some sort.

Anyway, about Ms. Jang...

Don't rush me. The SIH is tracking her.

What if we spread word
that she knows where the Adamas is?

Every thief in the country
might be tempted.

It's worth tens of billions of won.

They would go crazy.

A lot of them are waiting
for a chance to hit the jackpot.

But why?
Team A will hear about it for sure.

Then they'll tighten security.

That's the point.

Ms. Jang will be ruled out immediately.

Right. In that case,

they will think she spilled the beans.

The ceremony is around the corner
and to hire another designer and such...

They will be short on time,
so in the end...

They'll have to skip the recrafting
and reveal it as is.

You'll stop them
from damaging the evidence?

Yes, and create a new plan
at the same time.

As in?

They will try to move the Adamas
to a safe place right away.

They'll probably send it back here.

-Here?
-The ceremony will take place here anyway.

Who said that?

Ms. Kwon.

The chairman gave her full authority.
What else could it mean?

Did you ask for me, ma'am?

The 80th-anniversary ceremony.

Yes, ma'am.

It must be perfect without any mistakes.

Yes, of course. Don't worry.

I'll be the one throwing the master
his retirement ceremony.

I'll do it, no matter what.

It's a bad idea.

Is it necessary
to bring the Adamas back into this house?

Do you have another idea?

No, I'm just saying
it's better to handle it outside.

And I mean it when I say

Team A is frightening.

Did something happen?

They took all the records
on Lee Changwoo's case.

Let's just call it quits here.

It's not so bad to give up casually
when Ms. Kwon kicks you out.

I should trust the SIH and withdraw?

You got me wrong.

In the worst-case scenario,

we can't protect you.

Don't trust the SIH.

Do you understand?

Mr. Choi.

You lost track of Ms. Jang, didn't you?

I'm not even surprised.

It wouldn't be easy to locate her
with Haesong's tight protection.

I said I'd take care of it.

Do what I say with Ms. Jang
and have the SIH

dig into Lee Changwoo.

What? What are you saying now?

Think about it.

An organization powerful enough
to get rid of police files.

Why are they doing nothing
about the root of all this?

Lee Changwoo, the notorious thief.

Do you know why he got that nickname?

That ex-cop seems a bit dangerous.

Mr. Ha.

Your enemy isn't in front of you
but behind you.

Ms. Ha Youngsin?

I am...

here to tell you something.

About the man who killed Song Soonho.

I...

I don't know anything.

Lee Changwoo didn't do it.

The real culprit is someone else.

How did you know?

Please leave him alone now.

Stop harassing him.

Just what are you trying
to plot this time?

You locked him up in prison for 22 years.

Now... Now, please...

Please stop... Stop.

Are you okay? Ma'am?

We need help here!

What is going on?

Ma'am!

Hurry and call her guardian.
Okay.

Are you okay, ma'am? Ma'am.

It's me. Look into something for me.

As soon as possible.

Yes, ma'am.

DO NOT ENTER

There's one more person here!

NAMDEOK POLICE STATION CAR EXPLOSION
19J 4694

Mr. Baek's plate number showed up.

In a car explosion case
by Namdeok Police Station.

Explosion?

Yes, the case was reported just now.

That way?
Yes.

Lift him.

All right.
Let's hurry.

-Get the defibrillator. Hurry.
Yes, doctor.

Gosh, I'm so full.

You're late.

I had to eat dinner.

It's so dirty. Clean up the car, will you?

Your breath stinks.

Just what did you eat?

Hey.

You've got a foul mouth.

Is this funny to you?

Let's respect each other. This is work.

Show some respect. I'm older than you.

Mister.

I mean, darling.

Do you know why I work alone?

I killed all those
who used to work with me.

Let's get along, all right?

Are you threatening me?

I've been in the field
for three years, you bi--

You wuss.

It was the back of the knife.

What's the status?

I saw them enter the building.

They haven't come back outside yet, ma'am.

Then they'll be out soon.

Since they heard about the explosion,

they will probably make a move.

Two people died and one survived.

He's being taken to a nearby hospital.

-Which hospital?
-We don't know yet.

Call me. We'll take off first. Let's go.

They knew where Prosecutor Song was.
They probably know where Ms. Kim is too.

It's dangerous to go out.

-But Prosecutor Song--
-Wait.

"Wait"?

Are you even curious about his condition?

Aren't you worried about him?

It's not for my safety
that you're stopping me from going out.

You're only trying to prevent me
from leaking where this place is.

Is that more important
than someone's life?

Well, not to me.

-Ms. Kim.
-Let go.

-Think rationally.
-Let go!

I'm being more rational than anyone.

You're crazy. You're out of your mind.

You're no different from Team A.

You should be saving people.
Save their lives.

Charging 150 joules.

Charged. Clear!

He's dying. Do you hear me?

Mr. Kang.

God damn it.

Charging 200 joules.
200 joules.

Charged. Clear!

-Charging 250 joules.
250 joules.

Charged. Clear.

THE UNIDENTIFIED SURVIVOR
WAS TAKEN TO THE HOSPITAL BUT DIED

Goodbye, Song Suhyeon.

This is why I love twins.

Even if one dies, the other is alive.

Goodness!

DNA TEST RESULTS

They're Lee Changwoo's sons.

This is just unbelievable.

How can it possibly be?

Gosh, I'm hungry. What time is it?

Mr. Ha.

Now it's become certain.

They're keeping him alive.

Why?

Mr. Ha.

-Mr. Ha.

Yes?

I'm hungry. Let's go eat.

Oh, okay.

You're having a late dinner. Same here.

I see. Enjoy.

-But why are you eating here?
-Dongrim.

It seems you're about finished.

No, I'm going to have another plate.

Right, I should stop eating.
Eating light is the key to longevity.

There are many watching eyes.

Exactly. Secret conversations
wouldn't keep them in the dark.

I've given it some thought.

The chairman didn't kill your father.

What are you doing?

If he was the real culprit,

he wouldn't be keeping Lee Changwoo alive.

You knew.

Did you deceive me?

Not from the beginning.

It just sort of happened.

Actually,

it doesn't matter who the culprit is.

I don't care
who they turn into the culprit.

You just need the Adamas?

Because my purpose is a retrial.

But...

there is something I don't understand
no matter how much I think about it.

What is it?

The reason why
they're keeping Lee Changwoo alive.

It was worth waiting 22 years.

Lee Changwoo.

Wait for me, you bastard.

Mr. Cho!

Mr. Cho!

Are you crazy? Be quiet.

You work for Team A?

Shut the hell up!

PUNISHMENT

Why you...

My dear junior.

What?

Go and tell

Mr. Lee.

That Lee Changwoo... No.

His senior...

wishes to see him.

At one o'clock sharp,

an e-mail is scheduled to be sent
to each media outlet.

It's for his next piece.

To write a story about Haesongwon.

Rumor has it that
Ms. Jang knows where the Adamas is.

She must realize the love
she had for her son

so that her animosity
against Chairman Kwon can grow.

Suicide? No, it was murder.

We're not friends,
but we're not enemies either.

Is that where the Adamas is?

Let's raid Ares immediately.

We're back to square one.