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and get statements from No Myung Nam and Byun Ha Young.

I'll talk to No Myung Nam.

He said you were the last person he wanted to talk to.

(Interview Room)

Byung Man.

I need to check something. It won't take long.

(Interview Room)

Tell him to get out.

Do you know what this is?

You don't seem to know it.

Of course, I know what it is.

Everyone knows that's a cross.

Is it just a cross to you?

Do you want me to confess my sins or something?

To coerce me to falsely testify again?

- Sir, that's... - Let's talk later.

(Interview Room)

No Myung Nam is innocent.

He didn't kill Jeon Doo Hyun or Shin Kyung Chul.

He's not our guy.

Let's talk.

(Interview Room)

I knew he was a piece of trash.

But Byun Jong Il, that jerk, was a scumbag.

He even beat up his wife and daughter.

With a golf club, no less.

He was trying to kill them.

That kind of trash can't even be recycled.

There were no news articles. Did you stop them?

For now, yes.

But No Myung Nam is the problem.

You remember him, right?

Keep talking.

The Sopyung Lake case from 27 years ago.

He threatened Byun Jong Il...

to confess to fabricating the case...

and framing him for the murder.

The detectives heard the recording...

where he threatened Byun Jong Il.

What about that?

Is that evidence?

If the reporters get the recording file,

the case from 27 years ago will resurface.

I'm sure you know that...

No Myung Nam was at the scene that day.

Because he's the culprit.

Of course he was at the scene.

Hey.

You have to start believing that.

You need to change your memories.

Make new ones.

And...

let the trash take care of the other trash.

What do you mean?

Let Byun Jong Il...

take care of No Myung Nam.

We should do what we're all good at.

And you stick to what you're good at.

What I'm good at?

To get dirt on people.

You're good at that.

Get some dirt on Yuk Dong Ju and tie him to this.

Hey.

I'm a prosecutor.

Not a regular prosecutor, but a chief prosecutor.

With an upcoming hearing to be the Public Prosecutor General.

So we need to get rid of any possible obstacles in our way.

We can't act rashly.

What if Yuk Dong Ju leaks the videotape?

There's no videotape.

No?

He's also looking for the tape.

Wait.

Then how did he know about it and put it in his novel?

I'm not sure.

What do you know about it?

I have a more imaginative mind than you.

Spill it. What is it?

It was a good chance. What a bummer.

A chance?

Instead of threatening him,

No Myung Nam should've killed Byun Jong Il.

It would've been nice then.

Kyung Chul is dead. Sang Woo is missing.

With Byun Jong Il out of the picture, the witnesses...

You know?

No.

There are you and Hye Kyung.

Right. There's me too.

Guys, you know this movie, right?

(6 months ago)

"The 400 Blows."

Francois Truffaut directed it. You don't know about it?

Gosh, come on.

Your friend is a movie director.

You uncultured jerks.

There's a delinquent boy just like you used to be.

And this boy never listens to his parents.

So he gets beaten up.

Then he steals his father's typewriter.

Because of that, he's sent to juvie.

He gets beaten up again in juvie. Goodness!

He's fed up with the beating, so he runs away.

He escapes through a small hole and just starts running away.

He keeps running away while only facing forward.

But...

guess where he ran away to.

Hey, do something about him.

Should I kill him?

Sure.

He runs away as far as he can only to arrive...

at the beach. He sees an endless ocean.

He has no place to go now.

So he turns around and gazes at the camera.

Then cut!

It stops, and there's a close-up shot of him.

Gosh. That boy's facial expression in the ending...

It was pure art!

By the way,

this movie was Truffaut's autobiographic film.

With this movie, he was invited to Cannes...

and won the Best Director Award.

Gosh. I had completely overlooked this possibility.

Then it came to me.

I should talk about my life.

"The 400 Blows."

A French boy had a rebellious phase.

So the world gave him a beating and threw him away.

You know? There was no sympathy.

He had no place to turn either. The only thing that remained...

was the vast ocean.

But what about me?

No matter how many times I deliver the blows,

the world has no idea.

I can keep doing it until I die.

But it's clueless.

No.

Even if the world knows, it's turning a blind eye.

Hey.

Can we ever be free...

from what we did?

No.

We can't, right?

Then do we have to live the rest of our lives, chained to it?

Is that it?

No. No way! I'm an artist!

I ought to turn this irony of the world into art.

What kind of art? A movie.

Get a grip, you jerk!

I'm completely sane, you jerk!

Right. I already wrote the scenario.

Writing about my firsthand experience...

was so easy! Words practically came to me.

My hands were too slow to catch up with my mind.

Hey, who was that loser you liked?

Lee Ha Neul, right?

That jerk is a supporting role.

Awesome, right?

That crazy jerk.

Stop talking nonsense. Let's go.

Hey.

Your company will take care of all the expenses.

Come on, Tae Man.

Of course, you should take care of the production costs.

You know?

You're the main guy in the movie.

You jerk!

Run your mouth like that one more time,

and I will kill you.

This money is clean, so don't worry and just spend it.

Okay, thanks.

You know, today...

I heard a suspicious man showed up at Yuk Dong Ju's signing event.

Check the footage from all the security cameras in the vicinity.

Who are we looking for?

A familiar face.

Why did you follow him out? Were you not scared?

What if something bad happened?

Nothing happened.

Anyway, how did he get the passcode?

He's got some skills.

Move to an apartment as soon as possible.

It's not like apartments are never broken into.

But there are security cameras, at least.

That's true.

Anyway, did you have a chance to look for the videotape I mentioned?

I told you. There's no such thing.

Where are Dad's belongings?

You said you stored them somewhere.

There's nothing important.

They're just some cassette tapes and other knick knacks.

- Open wide. - Where are they?

Oh, right.

Someone looked for that videotape a long time ago.

Who? A detective?

No, a pastor.

What? A pastor?

(Cheonyoung)

I felt so empty and sad after we lost your dad...

that I became an avid churchgoer for a while.