Original subtitles

Jungpal, are there a lot of people at the casino nowadays?

I saw you there the other day playing with a ton of money.

Why are you asking?

-You saw me? -(both laugh)

You had a ton of customers. Maybe you could bring them here

-before they go back to Korea. -Look.

Mm.

Since when was I an agent at this salon? When did I get hired?

Come on, just do me a favor. We're old friends, aren't we?

-Do I get free grooming? -Of course.

-(in English) Sure. -Okay.

Okay, that's a promise.

-All done! -(puffs)

(exhales deeply)

(whistling)

(distant scream)

(indistinct strained breathing)

(Boknam panting)

-My goodness. -What is it?

I...

(panting, muttering)

BOKNAM: Mr. Min...

CUSTOMER 1: Oh, my gosh.

(suspenseful music)

MIN'S CONSULTING

(gasps)

Mr. Min!

What the...

(distant motor engine revs)

Boss! We're fucked! Moosik!

(foreboding music)

(theme music)

(camera shutter clicks)

(siren wailing)

(rustling)

(gunshot)

BIG BET

"FRAMED"

SEUNGHOON (in English): Why are there so many murder cases here, man?

That's just how it is here, man.

SEUNGHOON: You know what, it's probably because of this damn humidity.

(Mark sighs) Yeah, maybe.

MARK: Shit.

-We're here. -SEUNGHOON: Oh, yeah?

All right, let's go.

MARK: Let's go.

(crowd murmuring)

Excuse me.

(horns honking)

(in Tagalog) He's with me. Is the scene upstairs?

(in English) Yes, sir.

(in Tagalog) This is my colleague. We're going in.

(camera shutter clicks)

(door closes)

(camera shutter clicks)

Guzman.

What happened here? Who's the victim?

The victim is the owner of this place.

He's a Korean man in his fifties or sixties.

(in English) What did he say?

I asked him who was the victim.

He said, uh...

Male, Korean, owner of this place, around 50 to 60 years old.

-(in Tagalog) Okay. -Okay. Go ahead.

(in English) Uh, excuse me. Does anybody know anyone who works here?

-Hey, Mark, come here. -Yeah, what?

-Ask them if they've seen anything. -Okay.

(in Tagalog) Did any of you see anybody going into the building?

-Did you see anything? -No.

-No? -(in English) Hold on a second.

-(in Korean) You're Korean, right? -Yes, I am.

-Okay. I'm a Korean police officer. -I see.

Did you happen to see anything here?

-No, I didn't really see anything. -Is that so?

Well, do you know any of the employees who work here?

She's an employee here.

Right. Thank you.

Excuse me, miss. I'm a Korean police officer.

I heard you're an employee here. Could I ask you a few questions?

(indistinct chatter)

Oh.

Hello.

(Moosik inhales deeply)

Boss.

There was nothing that could be done before he was brought to the hospital.

(Jungpal sighs)

(melancholy music)

(Moosik sighs lightly)

(breathes deeply)

(sniffles)

(grunts)

(strained grunt)

(Jungpal grunts)

He asked where Mr. Min was, then immediately shot him with the gun.

Do you remember the shooter's face or what he was wearing?

Or...

anything weird that he did or said.

You must have been very close to Mr. Min.

Did you work with him for a long time?

(sniffles)

For 15 years.

(sighs deeply)

Well, please take your time and think about it.

If you remember anything, no matter how small...

(sniffling)

Please let me know.

(clears throat)

(in English) Hey, Hoon.

I found one of the security cameras outside.

Where is it?

(somber music playing)

(breathes deeply)

(sighs)

(birds chirping)

Chilgu.

Why on earth did you do it?

(scoffs)

Darn it.

Also, wasn't it supposed to be Cha Moosik?

Why was it Mr. Min instead?

Hey, I don't have any hard feelings against Cha Moosik.

Did you really pay somebody 20 million pesos?

(laughs)

My God.

Why are you acting like you don't know anything?

Of course, I don't know anything. How on earth would I?

We joked about it over drinks.

I didn't think you'd actually do it.

Damn it.

I thought you were just naive, but now I see that you're crazy.

Don't even think about dragging me into this, okay?

Hey, asshole. You're the one who begged me to get you on board.

Yeah, I wanted to work with you, not... kill somebody.

Yoongi.

Think about this rationally.

What's done is done.

After this, we'll be able to get our fair share.

Okay? This means our piece of the pie just got bigger.

I don't care about fucking pie. Don't call me, got that?

Hey...

Have you gone mad?

I'm the Korean consul!

I work for the damn government.

(sighs) Fuck, I swear to God...

Hey, Yoongi...

(drawers scraping)

-Here it is! I found the key. -You found it? Where is it?

But why are there so many?

-Damn it. -Well, I'm sure it's in here somewhere.

Does it fit?

It doesn't fit in the keyhole.

-What should we do? -I don't think this is it.

Hey, maybe we can just lift this whole thing up.

-Lift it? -Yeah. Let's lift it.

Okay. One, two, three!

Wait, one more time. One, two, three!

No, this isn't going to work.

-We can't lift it. -Hey, let's drag it then.

One, two.

What the hell? What the hell is in here?

Why is it so damn heavy?

What should we do? Let's call a professional.

A professional? Who?

I don't know.

Have you lost your mind?

Do you want everyone to know what we're doing?

(murmurs)

No, wait.

Remember the woman who was in the office? Let's get her to help us.

How do we convince her?

Well--

(whispers) Hide, hide!

(in low voice) Yes, I'm inside.

Yes.

You want me to take all of the paperwork, right?

Okay.

(distant clatter)

-(beeping) -(door unlocks)

(gasps)

(rattles)

(strained grunt)

(door slides open, close)

(suppressed chuckle)

(whispers) Hey, she's gone.

Damn it, that was some terrible timing. Come on, let's continue.

Hey, I put the papers in.

-You put them in? -We did it.

-Hell yes. -All right.

(shushing)

Okay, we're done here. Let's go.

(engines revving)

(sniffs, groans)

(printer whirring)

MARK (in English): There's a sketch of the shooter.

SEUNGHOON: All right, let's see.

What the hell is this, man?

I don't think we're gonna catch anyone with that though.

You think?

This kind of looks like you.

(fake chuckle)

Funny.

(phone buzzing)

FOREIGN AFFAIRS CHIEF SHIM

(Seunghoon sighs)

Chief Shim.

The NFS got back to me.

They couldn't make out the plate number because of the video quality.

SHIM: Even aside from the glare, the resolution itself is pretty bad.

Right.

They found out the model though.

SHIM: T80 MPV, black.

Black.

SEUNGHOON: MPV.

-SHIM: Yeah. -Yes, sir.

-Keep up the hard work. -Thank you, sir. Goodbye.

(in English) Well,

at least we got the make and color of the vehicle.

-SEUNGHOON: It's a black MPV. -Mm-hm.

But couldn't get the plate number though.

They may have used a fake plate.

Anyway, I'll just check the traffic cams around the area

to see if there's any vehicle that matches the description.

There's probably hundreds of them though.

Yeah. (sighs)

Actually, there's one more thing.

This, uh... (sighs)

Well...

What?

Hmm...

This, uh, victim. Min.

Mm.

He also had a connection with Mr. Cha.

They were partners in Manila, running a private casino together.

So...

You know?

(smacks lips)

Hoon, listen.

I know how much you want to catch Mr. Cha.

But you need to control yourself.

What do you mean?

I know you.

You always play by the book. But right now,

you're getting your personal feelings involved.

Okay? If you want to catch somebody,

you have to have hard evidence first.

Be objective. That's all I'm saying.

(smacks lips) Yeah, you're right.

You're right. (inhales deeply)

You're right.

Okay?

Mm-hm.

(chair scrapes)

Don't worry. We'll get him.

(retreating footsteps)

YOONGI: Excuse me.

I'm from the Korean Embassy.

Uh, I'm here to meet, uh, Special Agent Manos.

This way, sir.

That way?

Okay, thank you.

YOONGI (in Korean): When Mr. Min got shot,

one of Cha Moosik's men was there.

He's an agent who works at the Bolton casino,

and he's Cha Moosik's right-hand man.

(in English) When Min Seokjun was shot,

Cha Moosik's right-hand man was there at the scene.

This man works as a casino agent at the Bolton Hotel.

YOONGI (in Korean): I'm sure you could conduct an investigation

to find out why he was there.

But it's a bit weird, isn't it?

It's like he knew about it beforehand.

(in English) You think Mr. Cha

is involved in the murder?

(in Korean) I mean, I'm not saying that he is.

But you should definitely check.

You see, in the past, he threatened to kill my family.

He's a total pro at this stuff.

INTERPRETER 1 (in English): I'm just pointing out the obvious.

He's adept to this kind of criminal activity.

He once threatened to kill off my entire family.

But I don't see this as a motive for this case.

(in Korean) What?

Murder motive.

(in English) It's money.

(in Korean) There was a guy who managed the hotel under Mr. Min's orders,

but he died recently.

He was one of Cha Moosik's enemies.

And now Mr. Min is dead too, who was also on bad terms with Cha Moosik.

Now that they're both dead,

who do you think is going to take over the hotel?

This is a letter from Agiles, sent by somebody

working with the Korean consulate.

Even the Korean Association there think that Cha Moosik is the murderer.

All the evidence is pointing to him right now.

Sir,

I know that Cha Moosik is friends with high-ranking officials.

He's always gotten away unscathed, but he's obviously the perpetrator here.

You've got to arrest him.

Innocent investors are living in terror right now because of that man!

(birds chirping)

(indistinct chatter)

(Moosik breathes deeply)

Hello there.

Hello.

Uh...

This here is our company's legal counsel.

I'm Choi Donghoon, the representative of the law firm.

(sighs)

You see, there are so many things to take care of after Mr. Min's death.

So thank you for your time.

I get what you're saying...

(sucks teeth)

...but I'm not sure what exactly you want to take care of.

The profits from the hotel aren't being distributed fairly.

Mr. Min and I actually butted heads over this many times when he was alive.

But I don't want to take this to court. I want to just talk it out peacefully.

Okay, then. How exactly do you want to take care of this?

As of right now, with Mr. Min gone, I have the most shares with 40%.

So I'll connect you with an accounting firm.

The profits will be distributed to everybody according to their shares.

Well, I still don't really understand what you're talking about.

As far as I know,

you don't own any shares.

(laughing)

Here's a copy of the investment contract.

CHILGU: The initial investment was 5.6 billion won,

with a predetermined share of 40%.

Mr. Min came up with all sorts of reasons to avoid this situation in the past,

but this isn't exactly something that you can ignore forever.

Anyway, I won't be petty and say anything more.

A general shareholders' meeting will take place soon.

I'm planning on wrapping things up then.

Let's go.

(Donghoon grunts)

Look over it carefully.

Hey, Boknam. What's this?

This is a fake.

What?

I checked before the meeting,

and I found this.

I've never seen it before.

INVESTMENT CONTRACT

Are you saying that this came from the safe?

Yes. The safe had all of the contracts from the past 15 years.

But I swear to God that this contract was never there.

Maybe you just don't know about this one.

Mr. Cha, there is no contract I'm not aware of.

I checked them at the end of every quarter.

BOKNAM: October 10, 2010.

They couldn't have signed a contract on that day.

That's when Mr. Min was in the hospital for an appendectomy.

He went into the hospital the day before his surgery.

So this contract makes no sense.

Are you sure it's the same day?

Yes. There's no way I'd forget because that's also my birthday.

When he was hospitalized that day,

I canceled all my plans with my friends and stayed at his bedside all day.

I'm still a bit confused though.

I don't get why this was in the safe.

(phone buzzing)

(in English) Hello?

POLICE CHIEF: Mr. Cha,

NBI has issued a warrant for your arrest.

NBI? Why?

On the charge of murdering Mr. Min.

What?

(Seunghoon sighs)

-Hey. -Hey, man.

-Yo. -Hey, Hoon.

What the hell is going on?

An NBI squad is setting up its base here.

NBI? What are they here for?

I don't know. I hear it's for a case.

Case? What case?

Special Agent Terrence from the NBI.

I take it you're from the Korean Desk, right?

Uh, yes, yes, I am. And, uh, what brings you here?

Well, we are here to arrest Mr. Min's murderer.

Have you ever heard of a guy named Cha Moosik?

They say he's quite popular among Koreans over here.

Well,

first of all, what makes you think he's Mr. Min's murderer?

I mean...

Got any evidence?

Look.

We're under a lot of pressure from the higher-ups right now,

and I'm sure you are too.

And I know

that the Agiles City Police is protecting this guy.

I just hope that you are not one of them.

(smacks lips)

Well, I see what you're trying to say, but, uh...

that's not an answer to my question.

Well, can you at least tell me his whereabouts?

So you got no evidence, right?

(inhales deeply)

Look, I'm just a little worried that

you guys might have to end up leaving empty-handed, that's all.

-I guess I'll see you around. -Sure.

What's the deal with that guy?

NEWS ANCHOR 1 (in Taglish): On the latest news,

on May 13 in Korea Town, there was a murder.

A Korean man, Min Seokjun,

was attacked by an unknown Filipino man around noon.

The police believe

that Mr. Min was not familiar with the Filipino man who shot him,

and are focusing their investigation around the possibility

that another mastermind may have been behind the shooting.

(in English) Father, it's me.

I heard already.

DANIEL: No one knew, not even the police commissioner.

The press just released it.

Father, they're treating me like a killer.

It's not fair.

I did nothing wrong!

DANIEL: I know.

But even your political connections are under scrutiny right now.

You need to stay hidden

until this blows over.

I see.

Thank you, Father.

(phone beeps)

NEWS ANCHOR 2 (in Tagalog): Mr. Cha, the suspect, was very close with Mr. Min,

having managed casinos with him for over ten years in Manila.

The questions surrounding the motive for...

(sighs)

Leave the country.

Don't come back until I contact you.

Yes, sir.

(door creaking)

(snaps fingers)

(groans)

AGILES CITY HALL

What will you do now?

(scoffs)

If Daniel finds out about this,

we'll have to tell the truth.

Maybe this is all for the best.

Cha Moosik is already the suspect.

Why don't we just add to that?

JOSE (in Taglish): In fact,

I've already looked into the leader of the NBI task force team.

(in Tagalog) Apparently, he's a total wacko.

JOSE: He doesn't even listen to the higher-ups.

Let's just work with the NBI.

They've given permission to shoot him, anyway.

Wouldn't it be better for us if things went that way?

Hey, Yoongi...

(sucks teeth)

Do you think I made my share way too high?

It doesn't matter if it's 30 or 40%.

The problem is that he might not acknowledge it at all.

Hey, what if he

gets rid of the contract we slipped in there?

Who? Cha Moosik?

Do I really have to explain it?

Then we take this to court.

It's not like he's the legal agent. Why is he acting like it's his hotel?

That asshole.

Shit, so we have to take it to court?

Then things are going to get pretty fucking complicated.

Hey, maybe we should have had a share transfer agreement notarized

instead of the investment contract.

I even have the records of wiring him my money.

Well, is it too late to do that?

Are you kidding me? How are we supposed to slip that in there now?

You have any bright ideas?

I'm sure he's taken care of the safe already.

No, I'm sure he hasn't. There's a warrant out for his arrest,

so he's probably hiding in a hole somewhere.

(indistinct chatter)

-(in English) Is he in the room? -Over there, sir.

(indistinct chatter)

-(in Korean) Mr. Jo. -Hello there.

-Hello. -(door closes)

What brings you here?

Well, I'm here to do my job as a consul, of course.

To catch a murderer.

Are you talking about Mr. Min's case?

Yeah. (sighs)

He's basically a celebrity now.

(snorts)

I told you.

I'm going to kill him before I go back to Korea.

You're talking about Cha Moosik, right?

Yeah.

(inhales sharply)

You see...

an NBI special agent said something similar the other day.

SEUNGHOON: As you know, Mr. Jo,

if you arrest somebody without any solid evidence,

he'll be released in no time.

(snorts) Well, it doesn't matter.

I can just exile him right away.

If he goes back to Korea, he'll go to jail right away.

This is the president of the Sanbertuan Resort.

-I see. -CHILGU: Hello.

-Nice to meet you. -Hello.

I'm Choi Chilgu.

He's one of the major investors in the resort business.

He was very shocked after Mr. Min was murdered.

(phone buzzes)

One moment, please.

NO CALLER ID

(in English) Hello?

(in Korean) Hey, it's me.

Can you talk?

Of course. Have you been well?

MOOSIK: Of course, I haven't been well. I'm on the run.

We need to talk.

When would you like to meet?

Tomorrow morning. I'll send a text.

SEUNGHOON: Sure.

(in English) Okay.

(phone beeps)

Stay here.

(loud indistinct chatter)

(soft piano music playing)

(sighs)

(smacks lips)

What did you want to talk about?

Have you ever been here before?

No. (sighs)

(smacks lips)

I come here sometimes

when I'm troubled or sad.

(smacks lips)

Mr. Min had so many enemies.

To me, he was a very good man,

but not to everybody else.

Could you get to the point?

(smacks lips)

Somebody messed with Mr. Min's safe recently.

They slipped in a contract about the hotel shares.

I took a look at it,

and it was a fake contract that was made very recently.

I had a copy of every single contract that was in Mr. Min's safe.

But I'd never seen this one before.

INVESTMENT CONTRACT

MOOSIK: The worker at his office had never seen it before either.

Something like this is just inconceivable.

MOOSIK: You know Choi Chilgu?

He came to talk to me recently.

To talk about his shares.

You see, Choi Chilgu was on terrible terms with Mr. Min.

And now that Mr. Min's been murdered, he's trying to blame me for everything.

That consul, Jo, is working with Choi Chilgu too.

(Moosik breathes shakily)

They think that I killed Mr. Min?

(scoffs)

People who really don't know me would say shit like that.

You see, there's no way they can take over the hotel with me around.

That's why they're trying so hard to get rid of me.

(suspenseful music)

(tires screeching)

(in Tagalog) Put your guns down.

Put your guns down.

-Put the guns away. -Put the guns down.

-Put the guns down. -Put them on the ground.

We just need the Korean man named Cha Moosik.

If you cooperate,

we won't pin any charges on you.

Understood?

(tires screech)

You three, follow me.

TERRENCE: The rest of you, watch them.

(in English) Stop!

Stop.

What's happening here?

Special Agent Terrence, NBI.

We're on a mission.

Exactly. Why is the NBI here?

We have a warrant.

He's a suspect in a murder case.

You guys are not supposed to be here.

This is under the city's jurisdiction.

Let those men go.

Well, we have permission from the mayor.

Bullshit.

Let me find this out.

Yes, sir.

Did you give permission to--

What?

Okay, sir.

(sighs)

Just forget I was here.

(phone buzzes)

(sighs)

Hey.

Did you send out your men?

What?

You real bastard.

You're a piece of work.

(thrilling music)

MOOSIK (in English): Excuse me.

(indistinct chatter)

(breathing heavily)

-Clear! -Clear!

Clear!

Where is he?

(heavy breathing)

Where is he?

I don't know, you tell me.

(disbelieving breathing)

Why did you let him go?

I didn't let him go.

Who told you he was here?

(snorts, pants)

(breathing heavily)

It doesn't matter.

Yeah, it doesn't matter.

Fuck!

(heavy breathing)

I knew you were a little piece of shit.

Fuck you. Go to hell.

YOUNGHUI: I mean...

How can the local police meddle with the investigation?

What's their problem?

Hey, didn't you say that the NBI is like the FBI?

Don't they rank higher than the police?

The Philippines has local governments,

so they need to get the local police's cooperation.

(sighs)

Well, the local police are all working with Cha.

Okay, we need to put our faith in that NBI special agent now.

He's the real deal.

Why is that asshole from the Korean Desk poking his nose into everything?

What's his problem?

Beats me. Shit.

Right?

I always had a bad feeling about that bastard Inspector Oh.

Who the hell does he think he is?

He should have stuck to his stupid patrols.

For God's sake.

(gulps)

Anyway, we can't miss this chance.

If Cha Moosik just holds out like this, things will only get harder for us.

Fuck, we just need to make him show himself.

But he wouldn't even budge.

(inhales sharply)

What if we used his family?

We could lie and tell him that his kid is in danger or something,

like how he threatened Mr. Jo back then, you know?

Like voice phishing?

Don't you know that the only thing he cares about is money?

(sighs)

Is that right?

How about this, then?

(upbeat music)

(indistinct chatter)

(in English) Can I help you?

Yes, I'm looking for Mr. Cha.

Oh, I'm sorry. He's not available right now.

Okay. Well, may I ask when he'll be back?

Well, he hasn't been around here recently.

Well, you see, it's about a business venture.

Um, quite urgent, actually.

Is there any way I could reach him?

Sorry, we also lost contact with him, so...

(mutters)

Something wrong?

Oh, he's actually looking for Mr. Cha.

Why are you looking for him?

I'd like to propose a business venture to Mr. Cha.

Who are you?

Name's Brian. I run a casino in Macao.

Tell him I'm a friend of Dennis's.

Dennis?

Yeah, we go way back.

(phone buzzing)

-JUNGPAL: Hey, Sanggu. -SANGGU: Are you with the boss right now?

JUNGPAL: Yeah.

SANGGU: There is an American guy here looking for him.

Really?

Okay, one second.

Boss, it's Sanggu.

Apparently, there's an American looking for you.

-Who is it? -What did you say his name is?

He says his name's Brian.

Hey, give it here.

Hey, who exactly is he?

SANGGU: Hey, Boss.

Well, you see, he mentioned a guy named Dennis...

I'll just hand the phone over to him.

Thank you.

BRIAN: Hello, Mr. Cha.

Hi, uh, my name is Brian.

Do you remember Dennis from Macao?

BRIAN: He's told me a lot about you.

Are you a friend of Dennis?

Yeah, well, actually, I'm his business partner.

How's he doing?

(Brian laughs)

BRIAN: You know him. That bastard always gets by.

Anyway, you must've heard,

but I'm calling to discuss a business venture.

Thought it might interest you.

Okay.

So, the Supreme Leader Kim has plans to build a casino

for foreigners in Pyongyang.

BRIAN: And the offer came to us.

Really?

BRIAN: Oh, I'm dead serious. We're gonna build a massive casino in Pyongyang.

What did Dennis say?

He's in, of course.

Sounds great.

So you're interested?

Great! Uh, when can I meet you?

How about later today?

Hotel restaurant, 4:00 p.m.

BRIAN: Perfect, sounds great. I'll see you there.

See you.

(in Korean) Boss, what was all that about?

(inhales sharply)

Apparently,

they're building a casino in Pyongyang.

-In Pyongyang? -MOOSIK: Yeah.

I mean, I've thought about it before.

(inhales sharply)

But if that works out,

then we can bring in the Chinese and Russians.

It would be the jackpot.

(exclaims)

Can you even go there though?

Why not? There's money to be made there.

I could even go to the North Pole.

(engine rumbling)

Boss.

When do you think this will be over?

Will what be over?

You know, living in hiding.

JUNGPAL: I was watching TV earlier, and it's a mess out there.

I don't think it's going to end anytime soon.

Also,

is it okay for you to be out like this? Your face is everywhere.

Don't worry about it.

I don't care if somebody sees me.

Hey, Boss.

Know the saying, "There are no permanent flowers"?

What?

(inhales sharply)

It's about flowers.

No flower can bloom for ten days.

Cherry blossoms and forsythia, they all die in ten days.

That's what it means.

(birds chirping)

(in English) Hello, sir.

(in Korean) Yes, Boss?

I'll go in there alone. You wait out here.

JUNGPAL: But...

(cutlery clattering)

-(in English): Your favorite spot, sir. -MOOSIK: Thanks.

MANAGER: Usual order?

Looks like a slow day, huh?

Maybe they're all at the beach, enjoying the sun, sir.

Was there an American looking for me?

No, so far, sir.

Excuse me. I'll just get your order.

NBI AGENT 1 (in Taglish): Team One, go in through the main entrance.

Team Two, go in through the back door.

Team One, we're going in through the main entrance.

ALL (in English): Yes, sir!

(birds chirping)

(engines revving)

(tires screeching)

(crowd gasping)

(in Tagalog) Where is the restaurant?

(in English) Go, go, go!

NBI DIRECTOR (in Tagalog): Stop the operation.

Stop the operation! Stop the operation!

The director's orders!

Sir, the director told us to stop the operation.

No, keep going. Keep going.

Stop the operation.

-We're going to keep going! -What do you think you're doing?

-Shut up. We continue with the operation. -Sir!

(phone buzzes)

(in English) Hey! Hey! Get out!

Get out!

MOOSIK: Get out!

-(in Tagalog) Hey, stop right there. -Don't move!

Don't move!

On your knees!

TERRENCE: That's right.

Put your hands up.

(in English) Cha Moosik,

you are under arrest for the murder of Seokjun Min.

What?

I said you are under arrest for the murder of Seokjun Min.

You know who I am?

Yes, I know who you are.

This is a fucking mistake.

No, you're the mistake.

-(in Korean) Damn it. -TERRENCE (in Tagalog): Cuff him.

(in Korean) These fucking bastards.

(Moosik sighs)

Hey, hey! Hey, Hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

TERRENCE (in English): Team Two.

(in Tagalog) Handcuff those people too and get them in the police car!

(in English) Stop, stop.

Phone call. Phone call.

No.

Are you sure?

I'm not a convict!

What's your name?

What's your name?

(pained grunting)

My, my heart!

-My heart... -(sighs)

(Moosik grumbles)

(in Tagalog) What should we do?

-(sighs) -(Moosik groans)

(pained scream)

(pained grunting)

(Moosik breathing heavily)

Let's take him to the hospital.

Okay.

(engines rumbling)

AGILES MEDICAL CENTER

I'm sorry, but you can't go in.

What's going on?

I can't tell you that.

Please stand back.

TERRENCE (in English): Excuse me.

-(phone buzzing) -(indistinct chatter)

-(buzzing continues) -(sighs)

(in Tagalog) Yes, Director.

Did you arrest Mr. Cha at the Bolton Hotel?

Yes.

Have you lost your mind?

Do you know who that hotel belongs to?

NBI DIRECTOR: That's Daniel's hotel!

And Daniel is fuming mad.

Let him go right now!

-No, sir. -NBI DIRECTOR: What?

What do you mean, no?

The president himself authorized this operation.

I cannot let him go.

Tell all of your team members who were a part of the operation

to not do anything on their own!

NBI DIRECTOR: You never know what Daniel will do to retaliate.

Do you understand?

NBI DIRECTOR: Do you understand?

Yes, sir

(sighs)

Everybody.

Listen up,

I spoke with the director...

MOOSIK (in English): I'm in the hospital.

DANIEL: I've spoken to the Minister of Justice.

And we will provide for you an escape route.

You'll leave at 2:00 a.m. tonight.

Run?

Yes.

Security breach.

And you broke out.

Oh, my... (sighs)

Father, I can't.

DANIEL: Why?

I can't run forever.

Just send me back to Korea.

Have you gone mad?

That's a life sentence you'll get.

No, it's not.

I didn't kill anybody.

Maybe I'll spend a few years in jail for a different charge.

-DANIEL: Is that so? -Yes.

Father, please send me back.

Are you sure?

Yes, I am.

Okay.

As you wish.

Thank you.

Thank you, Father.

(relieved sigh)

(sighs)

(in Tagalog) After the murder suspect was arrested by the NBI,

instead of being taken to the police station,

he's still staying in a VIP room in this hospital.

The suspect is a Korean man, Cha Moosik,

who is currently living in Caliz.

REPORTER 1: The suspect is believed to have been involved in...

SEUNGHOON (in English): How did it go?

MARK: I overheard that Daniel is pissed

that the NBI has entered the Bolton grounds without his permission.

The Bolton belongs to Daniel as well?

That makes sense.

So what's it like in there?

The entire floor where he's staying is off-limits.

So he has nowhere to run now.

(sighs deeply)

I certainly hope so, but...

That NBI guy really fucked it all up, man.

Yeah.

I'm the owner of the Sanbertuan.

We faced numerous management issues due to Cha Moosik.

CHILGU: Thank God he's in custody.

You have no idea how much he damaged our business.

Please,

extradite him to Korea.

Oh.

That is not possible.

The murder took place here in the Philippines,

so the trial will also take place here.

If he's tried here,

he will buy his way out using his political influence.

And everything will be the same again.

Now, listen. (chuckles)

I can only act according to the law.

When he gets out, he'll ruin us.

Please, deport him and ban him

from ever entering this country again.

Please, sir.

YOONGI: If he is gone,

this can be a win-win for everyone.

Please.

Press conference?

DANIEL: Yes, they kept insisting.

You're a foreigner, and they want an official statement.

DANIEL: It was the least worst option.

(sighs)

Yeah, I see.

(smacks lips)

I need to see the questions first.

DANIEL: Okay.

Thank you, Father.

(phone beeps)

(phone thuds)

(pained groan)

(in Korean) What did he say, Boss?

They can't just let me go because I'm a foreigner.

So, apparently, they'll let me go if I do a 30-minute interview with them.

Damn it. You think it'll be okay?

(sighs)

I have a bad feeling about it, but what can I do?

I have to do it.

JUNGPAL: Boss.

Do you really have to go?

If you stay here, you can control the situation more easily.

(smacks lips)

No.

I'll go back to Korea and wrap everything up.

What about the casino, then?

(smacks lips)

I'll give you full access to the funds.

(sighs)

You can manage the place.

Me?

Yeah.

Okay.

(sirens wailing)

(in English) The number one fugitive, Cha Moosik from South Korea,

has been arrested for murder.

He has just arrived right now.

-REPORTER 2: Why did you commit murder? -TERRENCE: You two, now go.

-(in Tagalog) Make way, please. -(in English) Excuse me.

-(reporters clamoring) -Hey, back off!

-Sir, why did you murder Seokjun Min? -Excuse me.

REPORTER 3: Sir!

(reporters clamoring)

(in Tagalog) Sir, the director is very angry.

Is this really necessary?

What do you mean, "Is this necessary"?

What are you trying to say?

Sir, you know what I'm saying.

This isn't what the higher-ups want.

Lawrence.

Have you forgotten that your duty is...

(in English) ...to serve the Filipino people?

(in Tagalog) Just look at those people.

Isn't it obvious? Huh?

They're all freaking out

because of a crime committed by a foreigner.

Why is that?

Why do you think that is? Huh?

Tens of thousands of murders

happen in this country every year.

So why are they acting that way?

It's because we don't care about our people.

This is the consequence of the corruption that we've been growing.

But we just didn't care.

(reporters clamoring)

TERRENCE (in English): Excuse me. Excuse me.

(camera shutters clicking)

Hey.

I'll make you regret this.

FEMALE COP 1: Everyone, please settle down.

(in Tagalog) Have a seat.

(in Taglish) The press conference will begin shortly.

(camera shutters clicking)

(in English) We'll now start the press conference.

Time for questions.

First question.

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you.

Why did you murder Mr. Min?

-(camera shutters clicking) -(scoffs)

FEMALE COP 1: Okay, second question?

Yes, sir.

REPORTER 4: You two were known to be very close.

Did something happen between you?

And was that the reason for the murder?

FEMALE COP 1: Next question.

Yes, sir.

REPORTER 5: Do you also admit to killing the three Chinese gang members?

(door opens)

-FEMALE COP 1: Okay, next question. -(door closes)

Yes, ma'am.

There's also an allegation that you killed another person.

REPORTER 6: Do you admit to that as well?

(camera shutters clicking)

(in Korean) Screw this.

(coin clinks)

(closing theme music)