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(Episode 17)

Chun Soo Bin, you're out.

No!

- That was close! - Yes!

Start Running, Running Bell!

Who will face the cream cannon on this season's last episode?

- No! - Don't point at me!

- Why isn't that going off? - This is driving me crazy.

What is it? Who is going to get it?

- That was so funny. - That was funny.

The one that faced the last penalty of this season...

is the production director, Ahn Hyung Joon!

That was hilarious.

My gosh, Mr. Ahn is so ugly.

Be quiet.

All right, viewers.

Actually, today is the last episode of this season.

It's been confirmed that this is his last filming with us...

and Mr. Ahn won't be our production director anymore.

Although he won't be our production director anymore,

he made a promise that he will come back...

with a better show for the viewers.

Please say goodbye to the viewers.

I would like to thank the viewers who have been giving...

support and love for our program.

I will do my best to come back with a more entertaining show.

Let's give him a round of applause! He worked so hard, you know!

My gosh, well done.

- When did you prepare everything? - It's making me cry now.

Why don't you all take turns to give him a hug?

- I'm so sad. - Don't go, Mr. Ahn.

- We should definitely hang out. - Yes.

(Big Issue)

To wrap it up, let's shout out the program's slogan...

for the toast. Run...

- Running Bell! - Running Bell!

- Well done. - Good work.

Great job.

- Bring us some ice please! - Coming right up!

- Mr. Ahn. - Great work.

Put the ice bucket in front of the Mr. Ahn.

Put the napkin box in front of Chun Soo Bin.

Let me know if you need anything.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

Was I the only one who was in the dark about that?

Okay.

- You were the only one. - I had no idea.

Great, great.

Anyway, you're really not going to join my agency?

I talked you up.

I really appreciate your offer, but I have to think about it first.

Come on. How big of the signing bonus do you want?

What signing bonus? That's not what I'm after.

Hold on. You went to the US for the remake. Is that it?

- What? - What?

Hyung Joon, are you heading to the US?

No, that's not it.

He's just concerned because he wants to move with the whole staff.

He's not going anywhere.

You'll have to join my agency. Isn't that right?

- I knew he took care of his own. - No.

Hyung Joon, I'm not interested in going to the US.

I just need to be a regular member on your next show.

Come on, forget it. Don't say stuff like that.

Let's clink our glasses!

- Cheers! - Cheers!

- Cheers! - Cheers!

- That would be awesome. - Of course.

- I told you that wasn't the case! - Exactly!

You were completely off.

- No, no. - Why not?

- She gave him something just now. - I took care of you the most.

You shouldn't say something like that. I'm serious.

- Anyway, I hope we can work... - Are you going onto the music show?

No, no.

I finished putting on the GPS device.

(Serial Number: 19E32336)

Okay. Next.

(Copying)

(Complete)

(Barbecue Restaurant)

The van is their control tower.

That valet guy.

And the waiter and waitress, putting away the shoes.

They are all from Sunday.

Take a look.

- Car keys for 2439, please. - Yes.

Hey, Hyung Joon.

- Hey, Hyung Joon. - You can't do this here.

Let go of me, you jerk.

Hey, Hyung Joon. Hyung Joon!

Hey, let go. Let go of me!

Do you want to smell your own funeral's incense...

behind the folding screens? Is that what you want?

- Hey, Ahn Hyung Joon! - It's all right.

Why don't we talk about this outside, Mr. Oh?

- No, I'm not going out. - Who is that?

And I have nothing to say to you.

Hey, Hyung Joon. Ahn Hyung Joon...

- There you are. Hey Hyung Joon! - Please leave.

Come outside!

- Please compose yourself. - Come out now!

- Please calm down! - You scumbag. Let go of me!

- Let go of me! - He's back again.

- Let's have a drink. - Yes, let's do a shot.

- Cheers. Drink up. - My gosh.

- No, Mr. Ahn. You shouldn't go out. - No.

That man keeps coming back to bother you because you're too nice.

Yes, stay. I'm sure the assistant director will take care of it.

Okay.

- I'm sorry. - Don't say that.

A variety show director must be happy...

- and cheerful. - Yes, yes.

- You should be happy. - Yes, have a drink.

- This is nice. The meat is tasty. - Yes, it is.

Unhand me, you jerk.

- Please compose yourself. - Get off me!

Please calm down.

Why do you keep blaming Mr. Ahn?

If you have more to say, go to the studio and talk to them.

Hey, we don't take orders from the studio.

He jumped because the director told him to!

Let's be honest here. We didn't force him to jump.

He said he could do it, so we asked him to do it.

What did you say?

You told him to jump because he said he could?

- You jerk. - Come on.

Hey, you fool. I get that Byung Chul could be a little dense.

Do you think he really jumped from a 50m cliff because he wanted?

You people told him that you had to film that clip.

You said you'd pull him out if he didn't jump.

That's why he was forced to jump, you jerk!

- Get out of here. - You jerk!

He's so scary.

Why is he like that to you?

I'll go first. Let's meet up again another time.

Okay, that sounds good.

We're going to leave after eating, too. Rest up.

Hey, bring out his car!

- Sorry. - Don't worry about it.

- Okay. - Bye.

- Goodbye. - Good night.

Good night.

Sir.

Don't worry. I'll call you later.

Go eat.

Darn it.

What is this nonsense?

(Seoul Central District Prosecutors' Office)

Hello, sir.

Anyway, when is your manager...

clearing out his office?

Come in.

You didn't go home?

No.

What if they remove my desk while I'm out?

I need to hold on tight.

So? Did you get anything last night?

No.

They had an informant, people staking out, cameras and bugs,

- and tried hard, but... - But?

They don't make money that easily either.

I'm sure.

Evil tends to work harder.

- So? - Sunday is after...

Ahn Hyung Joon, a variety show production director.

A production director?

- Not a celebrity? - No.

They must have received a tip that Ahn Hyung Joon...

is romantically involved with an actress on his show.

Then aren't they after that actress?

- They are not. - They're not?

Why not?

Ahn Hyung Joon is called "Midas Hands" in the TV industry.

Every variety show he worked on were big hits.

Furthermore, there's a rumor that he's switching careers.

He is?

Yes. From TV to a subcontractor.

A subcontractor? So he's being fired.

No, he isn't. Many stations are courting him.

They say his contract will be through the roof.

If they can scout him,

they can dominate the variety show industry.

I see.

Anyway, it seems true...

that he's a bigger scoop for the paparazzi than the actress.

I just ran into the Chief Prosecutor in front of the elevator just now.

What? Did he say something again about...

- when I'll clear out my office? - Yes.

Are you worried that you gave your loyalty to the wrong person?

I knew that long ago.

That's good then.

That old man should worry about his uncertain future instead.

Who was that punk who showed up and ruined everything last night?

His name is Oh Sang Hoon. He's a fight choreographer.

He's a stuntman.

Oh Sang Hoon? What does he do?

He's a stuntman and fight choreographer.

There was a stuntman named Byung Chul who worked under him,

and he died in an accident while filming Ahn Hyung Joon's show.

He died?

Yes, in his previous show, not the current one.

That's right. It was some reality show that ended with just the pilot.

Yes, that's correct.

He used a stuntman in a reality show of all things,

and that stuntman died.

That's why they buried it.

He's so lucky.

Luck is a skill too.

So?

What happened with that Oh Sang Hoon fellow?

He collected from insurance and the studio took some of the blame.

They made a gesture, at least.

The family eventually settled.

But Oh Sang Hoon was branded a troublemaker for fighting then...

and couldn't get a job in the industry...

and lost all his stuntmen.

I get it now.

Anyway, is that tip about...

Chun Soo Bin and Ahn Hyung Joon credible?

I don't know. To be honest, I can't...

Ma'am. My source is foolproof.

It's definitely Chun Soo Bin.

Myung Ja.

I'm questioning it because it's your source.

Let's do this. Ms. Lee...

Chun Soo Bin?

You tail her.

The other team can tail Ahn Hyung Joon.

We should be able to find something then, right?

Sure, let's do that. You may go.

Do you have some intel?

What intel?

I just feel for Myung Ja, that's all. Gosh.

I said I wouldn't stand for interference...

regarding investigations barring special circumstances.

My gosh. You're so snippy.

Is this interfering?

I'm not interfering. No.

I happened to hear and gave my two cents about what to do.

It's like advice from a passerby on a chess game.

Don't be so snippy.

Anyway, what happened with the hostage?

- Hostage? - Han Seok Joo's daughter.

It won't be easy to find another heart,

but since she has a VAD,

she'll be able to hang on for the time being.

That young thing is a good girl.

She has to hang on. She has to keep hanging on.

So?

So?

If she keeps hanging on?

You want me to intentionally prevent her heart transplant again?

Isn't that a given?

If she gets her heart transplant and he pays off his debt,

he'll quit working for us.

My gosh. Keep up the good work.

Let's see. Were you playing?

I'm not playing.

I'm studying.

You are?

Let me see. What are you studying?

Korean?

My gosh.

You have such pretty handwriting.

You're better than Dr. Bae.

I'm sorry, sir.

Doctor,

if I get a heart transplant,

I can go to kindergarten, right?

Of course.

You can go to kindergarten and do everything...

like other children. Of course.

But doctor,

that child who was going to give me a heart but didn't...

That child got healthy again, right?

Yes, of course. She became healthy.

That's why she couldn't give you her heart.

I'm glad...

she got healthy again.

Since you are so kindhearted,

I'm sure you'll get an even stronger heart very soon.

- Okay? - Okay.

I'm very sorry.

As you know,

the donor who agreed to give her the heart...

suddenly had a change of heart before the extraction.

There was nothing we could do.

It would've been so nice if that child had given her heart.

Don't apologize. We're the ones who are sorry.

You tried so hard for us, but we keep inconveniencing you.

Se Eun has a unique heart, so it won't be easy,

but I'm sure a suitable heart will become available soon.

Since Se Eun has a VAD now,

she won't suddenly become critical like before.

It's now a fight against time.

We'll take good care of her,

so don't stay with her 24 hours a day anymore.

You should go and get proper rest, work, and live a normal life.

If you don't,

your health could get worse than Se Eun's.

I understand.

But she's still young.

When kids suffer from a disease for that long,

they grow up...

at a young age.

Se Eun, who are you drawing?

This is me. Do you want a drawing of you too?

Can you?

Yes, draw a picture of me.

I can tell you from my experience that Se Eun probably...

already figured out what happened to her...

as she catches on fast.

She probably figured out the donor refused to donate the heart.

That little girl can't show that she's sad...

because she's worried that it would break her parents' hearts.

You must brace yourself.

And you must save up energy now,

so you can take better care of Se Eun...

after she gets her surgery.

Okay. I will do what you said.

All right. Please hang in there.

Bye.

Thank you.

Yes?

Judging from your voice,

I don't think you're exercising right now.

I'm outside for personal business.

Oh, my. Oh, my. Are you drinking by any chance?

That sharp team manager is keeping him on a tight leash.

Are you his wife or what?

Why do you care if he drinks or not?

What is this about?

Come back. Let's work.

Okay.

You totally look like...

a sexy team manager who's taming a wild horse.

Did you already get started on him?

Get started on him? What on earth are you saying?

Handling a photographer is part of my job description.

What? Nonsense.

I was talking about your scoop. Did you get started on your scoop?

Who is it?

Ms. Seo gave me the scoop. Ahn Hyung...

Ahn Hyung Joon, the production director?

Yes. Do you know him?

We'll meet.

My team will run into your team in the field.

Ahn Hyung Joon is dating Chun Soo Bin whom I'm following.

What? Are you serious?

Why are we putting two teams on this?

That's my point.

Come on, SH. She never listens to me.

All right. If we get the photo at the same time,

this will count toward our team, right? We gave you the source.

Darn it. This won't do me any good.

By the way, did you really make a move?

Make what move?

On Han Seok Joo.

What are you talking about?

You must be so happy.

He's handsome, has a great body,

and makes a lot of money.

If you two make a team and go independent, you'd make millions!

As if. That won't last long.

We all know that she falls asleep in a blink of an eye.

Is that right?

Do you have a death wish?

Where is he?

He's at a tented restaurant in Gongdeok-dong near his house...

with the staff.

Then, he might go home afterward. Where does Chun Soo Bin live?

Samseong-dong.

Where to?

Of course, we must head to Gongdeok-dong.

Hey, Ms. Lee. Where is that girl, Chun Soo Bin?

I see. In Cheongdam-dong?

We plan to do a stakeout in Gongdeok-dong...

near Ahn Hyung Joon's house.

Let us know if she's heading our way. Okay.

Okay, I got it. We'll stay out of your way.

- Stay out? - The source...

for this scoop is from Ms. Lee.

If he's dating Chun Soo Bin,

this will count toward their team. And if they're taking the credit...

- Hey, turn the car around. - Pardon?

Come on!

Let me just finish.

They will take the credit if he's dating Chun Soo Bin.

However, Ms. Lee got it wrong. He's not dating Chun Soo Bin.

According to my source, another woman will visit him at his house,

so just head to Gongdeok-dong!

- Happy now? - Well,

I'm really heading to Gongdeok-dong.

- Drive! - Okay.

Gosh, you're so snippy.

(First Time Tented Restaurant)

- Don't expect too much. - Hey!

My gosh. I'm so sorry.

Lucky you. She just called for you.

- "Hey". - I did hear you calling for me,

but I'm sad that I'm not the one you're looking for.

- I'm sorry. Sorry. - That's okay.

- Did you see that? - You could be her uncle.

Hey!

- You laughed too loud. - I'm sorry.

Order anything you want. It's on me.

- It's my treat. - Thank you, Uncle.

Come on. No, I'm not.

Let's click our glasses for this uncle here.

My gosh, no matter how old you are, men are happy when women call them.

Then, should I call you casually too?

Have you gone mad, you geezer? Hey.

- I'm sorry. - You're overstepping these days.

I'm sorry. I blurt things out time to time.

(First Time Tented Restaurant)

Don't you miss Daddy?

No, my daddy up in paradise.

Hey, Mr. Han.

Mr. Han.

Mr. Ahn is getting up to leave now.

Let's get something delicious again.

- Okay. - Sure.

You have a lot to edit, right?

Yes, I have a lot left.

Mr. Ahn is going home as expected.

We should get moving first.

My gosh, no. You shouldn't drive.

I think he drove here.

- What? - It's right around the corner.

No, no, no.

You'll score high on the breathalyzer. Let me drive.

No, it won't go over the limit. Just get in the car.

I think he's going to drive while intoxicated.

- Get home safe. - Bye.

Should I call this in?

It'd make a great scoop if he gets caught in front of his house.

But I don't think it would go over the limit.

He didn't drink that much. He drank soda instead.

A love scandal is better than a DUI.

- Let's go to Gongdeok Castle. - Yes, Hye Jung.

Don't.

- Okay, Hye Jung. - Darn it.

Which unit?

I got a call to come here.

Which unit?

- Pardon? - 2202.

It's 2202.

Please wait.

(Security Office)

Yes?

Did you call for a taxi?

Yes, ask him to wait for me in the parking lot.

Okay.

You can go in.

Okay, thanks.

Which of my neighbors is having an affair?

I will tell you later. Thank you.

Where is he?

He's at the rotary. He's almost here.

Okay.

Who is that?

I can't believe there's a homeless in a high-end apartment like this.

Gosh, he's going at it.

I would die for a shot of soju.

- Be quiet. - Okay.

Mr. Ahn is here. He's at the entrance.

Is that so?

Goodbye, Mr. Ahn. See you tomorrow in the editing room.

Okay, Min Sul. Thank you for today.

- Go on in. - Okay.

(Mr. Ahn is going inside.)

He's here.

Ahn Hyung Joon, get out here!

Oh my gosh.

Shouldn't we go?

Stay still.

What happened, Min Sul?

- It's Mr. Oh. - Mr. Oh?

Mr. Oh Sang Hoon.

I didn't hit him on purpose.

- He suddenly... - I know.

Wait here.

- Get out. - Okay.

- Hurry. Hurry. - Okay.

I think something huge is going on.

Gosh.