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My goodness.

Oh, wow.

Been a while.

I'm so rusty.

Ah. Refreshing.

Hmm.

Goodness.

Hmm.

Oh.

So, uh…

You like the place?

Huh?

The ambience in here.
What do you think of it?

I bought it with my severance pay.

When I was a kid,
my house was near a railroad.

My goodness, it was loud.

You ever live by a railroad? Hmm?

No?

Ah.

Well, I, uh…

grew up watching all the trains go by.

Ah.

Look at that.

It was so rare back then
to see a train car stay still.

But one day,

for the first time,
I saw a stationary train.

And I was absolutely captivated.

Yeah.

It became my dream to own a train.

I wanted one so badly.

You don't get it, do you?

Not a car, not a house,

but a train.

I mean, surely,

no one else has to understand
your dream, right?

Ah, there's blood everywhere.

Ugh.

Now, why--

Why am I still working
after having retired?

You might not know this,

but civil servants like me
don't get much from our pension.

After buying this train car
and decorating it…

…as you might expect,
it turned out to be rather expensive.

But you know what?

You're the first guest I've had here.

So I just wanted your opinion.

Okay, on that note…

For the last time,

I want to confirm the location with you.

So, let's see…

Mmm.

Yeah.

Right here.

This is the place, correct?

Okay.

At this point,
it doesn't seem like you're lying.

Hmm.

Well, I'm sure you're telling the truth,

but if this turns out to be a lie…

Mmm.

Yeah, here it is.

Uh, not only your dear mother,

but also your younger sibling
and their whole family will die too.

They will go through
the same torture you just did.

Do you understand…

…what I mean?

All right.

We're on the same page then. Yeah.

This will be very quick.

Wow.

Ugh.

How am I gonna clean all this mess?

My goodness.

THE TYRANT

THE PURSUERS

How much longer do you think?

Uh…

Can't be sure,

but at least four to five hours per group.

Oh, also…

Something is a little off.

I think the last digits
of the security code are reset.

The log-in timeline doesn't match
with previous records.

I think they've been changed manually.

Someone must have gotten
their hands on the case.

HANGOVER SOUP

Restroom. Restroom. Oh, man.

RESTROOM

EXCITING EVENTS EVERY NIGHT

Okay.

Oh.

What's that?

What the…

Huh? Whoa.

Hey! Hey!

Hey, that's my car!

That's my car!

Oh, no. No, no. Fuck me, fuck me!

Fuck!

Seoul is so interesting.

Every time I visit,
the landscape is different.

I live in Tokyo, and things are always
pretty much the same in Tokyo.

Maybe you Koreans
are obsessed with change.

Hmm?

It's been a while.

Yes, it's been a while.

Now, I told you at the start.

Hmm?

I don't want to have to come here
and meet face-to-face if I don't have to.

Remember that?

-It won't happen again.
-Damn right.

You shouldn't have allowed this to happen
in the first place.

I gave you the necessary information,
resources and a detailed itinerary. Huh?

And yet Mr. Vice Minister,
it was literally spoon-fed it to you.

You just needed to chew your food,
and you couldn't even do that?

So what?

Did someone throw a wrench in your plans?

Ah, well.

You think you have what it takes
to bring down someone like Director Choe?

Do you not understand
who you're up against?

While your office
went through several name changes

and so many of your
superiors were taken out,

there's an inner circle
that has endured the trend for 40 years.

And Choe is its leader.

Did you forget?

Or did you underestimate him
simply because he's young?

Apologies.

I'll find him. Right away.
Whatever it takes.

-How?
-What?

I said, how?

Ah, geez. Forget it.

It's fine.

We'll take care of it ourselves, okay?

I can't stand incompetent bastards.

But do you know what's even worse?

Incompetent bastards
who are filled with filthy greed.

That's exactly what you are.

Let me have Director Choe.

Sorry?

Your people are no match
for Director Choe.

And let's be honest, Vice Minister.

It's good for you
if he's out of the picture.

Let me do it.

-But I don't--
-I could just get rid of you instead?

If you want.

Just go home, okay?

Get outta here.

Your youngest daughter
just left her tutor's house to go home.

It's her birthday, right?

Over there. Take that cake with you.

What you want to drink?

Ugh, just get whatever.

Is Hangom here?

Listen, you.

He's not here now. So you can fuck off.

Hey, Russian.

I asked if Hangom is here?

See?

Honestly, you should've just answered me
when I was asked nicely.

-Nice gun.
-Yep, really nice.

The hell?

Wait.

Who would be quicker, you or me?

I guess, you would.

I mean, I'm just surprised, a little,
that you barged in like this, you know?

You should have
given me a call or something.

W-W-What brings you here?

I don't know.
Do you want something to drink? Uh--

-We--
-Calm down. Just sit.

Yeah, okay.

Who is this bitch?

This is Chae Jagyeong.

Remember Mr. Chae? This is his daughter.

As in Mr. Chae the hit man?

But that old man is dead.

I heard he was deep-sixed
after a gig for the office.

Mmm.

Hey, let's not be insensitive.

We don't have to bring that up now, do we?

I heard there's a price on her head.

Such a pity to just kill her though.

I fucking agree.

Come on, guys. Let's keep our cool.

Eh?

Uh, it's nothing.

They said you're pretty.

They said the rumors
were completely wrong.

I know damn well how pretty Jagyeong is,
so tell them to stop checking her out

before I rip out their eyeballs.

-What?
-Where's your merchandise?

Merchandise?

Uh-- Oh, right.

Oh, merchandise. Yeah, yeah.

Of course. Of course. Uh, give me a sec.

Uh, let's see.

Take a look.

Hmm. For real?

Impressive.

Bullets.

Hey.

You have to pay first.

Jesus.

You gotta be kidding me.

Are we good?

And can you pay now?

It would be a shame
to kill her just like that.

Let's have some fun with her first.

Fuck. Hey, guys.

Don't do this, okay?

No, no, no.

What the-- Fuck!

What the fuck?

Don't kill me.

No.

W-Wait. Jagyeong.

It's just a misunderstanding, okay?

I wasn't going to do anything to you.

S-S-Stupid bastards.

Look, they lost their minds
and fucked up, okay?

I would never do that to you.

Oh, fuck. Fuck me!

Fuck.

Call him.

-Call who?
-Your friend, Yeon Moyong.

- Why would you think he's my friend?
- We--

We're not that close.

Call him now.

You were gonna serve him
my head on a platter, weren't you?

No way.

Quickly or your kneecap's next.

Mr. Seong.

It was Mr. Seong.

-What?
-Mr. Seong was the one who gave the order.

-Mr. Seong?
-Yeah. I-I-It was him.

Mr. Seong from Paradise?

Yes. That's right.

Why would he do that?

That's what Mr. Seong
from Paradise actually does.

What the fuck!

Why? Why?

Fuck me!

I told you everything!

-Yeon Moyong.
-Yeah, seriously.

Where is Yeon Moyong?

Busan.

I don't know where else he'd be.

Ah.

You're getting better at that, aren't ya?

Make a living doing that.

True.

I wouldn't be in this pile of shit
if I'd just gone to art school.

When did you get here?

Late last night.

So, you are not
making this easy for me at all.

Don't blame me.

Those boys in Beijing cheated you
over and over again.

Wow.

Bad news travels fast, doesn't it?

Oh man, that's embarrassing.

I mean, I'm pretty damn famous.

Hey, but Madam Gwan's sources
are compromised.

Haven't you just been flying blind?

It's been a long time, hasn't it?

Yeah.

Uh, I'd say about ten years?

Mmm. It was when you came
as an exchange student.

So yeah, you're right.
About 12 or 13 years ago?

You were a part of this office
back then too, right?

And you were a part of your office.

Hey.

Were you aware of that back then?

You assholes tend to think of us
as complete fucking losers.

-You're as eloquent as ever, huh?
-Yeah, I am.

Quite an eloquent person.

You know why I'm here this time, right?

Do I need to know?

Come on. Just give back
what you took from us.

You won't even be able to do much
with it in Korea anyway.

Huh? You don't know
how to handle something like this.

So just hand it over.
We'll make good use of it for world peace.

-What should I hand over?
-Ugh, come on. Don't pull that shit.

I have to take care of this quickly
and get back right away.

I'm going to get fired
if this doesn't work.

You know how hard it is
to find a new job in this industry.

Help a brother out.

Well, if you don't tell me what it is,
I can't help you.

Jesus.

Looks like we're in
for a long chat, my friend.

All right, so…

-You still haven't had breakfast, huh?
-No.

Should we grab a bite to eat
before we continue?

There's a place
where they make kimchi stew

like the one we used to get
as students. Shall we?

Mmm.

Kimchi stew sounds nice. Let's do it.

Before that,
how about I finish this first?

Hmm.

Holy shit, look at that.

Are they geese?

What are those? Seagulls or geese?

Wow.

Seagulls also live by rivers? Ha.

Ha, what a funny place.

Those are ducks.

Ducks? Those are ducks?

Oh, it's hot.

Oh, my…

Hey!

Snot-nosed kids.

Ah, that's very unfortunate.

The view isn't very nice. No.

They haven't been in touch with
me since the last delivery of merchandise.

Fuck!

What the fuck?

Ugh, ignore it.

Can we go?

You stay put.

I'll just ask nicely for a cigarette.

Yeah. Yeah, sounds good. Yeah.

-Check this bitch out.
-The fuck's happening here?

What the hell, bro?

-Is she a guy or what?
-Hey, she must be your daughter.

-She's just begging to get robbed. Look.
-She's looking at you.

Look at her face,
she's already gotten her ass kicked.

You're really struggling.

Yeah. Really struggling.

- Okay, sir.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Sir, I'm gonna ask you one last time.

Yeah.

You see this, right? Mr. Yeon Moyong.

Where is he?

-Where can I find the guy?
-I don't know where he went.

I-I-I don't know it.

Please, Moyong just told me
to get off the grid, s-so it's just--

It's-- It's just us here.

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

Ah, I guess you really don't know
where I can find him.

Excuse me.

-Would you…
-No, thank you.

I'm not interested in your cult shit.

So, piss off.

Well, it just might help you
to find some inner peace, honestly.

Yeah. Well, okay.

Not her?

Maybe… Oh, geez.

Darn it, it was.

It was her. How could you not--

I mean, it was so dark that…

That bitch had a cap on, right?

- Oh, goodness.
- Oh, shit. Fuck.

-Oh, fuck. Fuck, man.
-Who's this asshole?

-Hey.
-Hey, old man.

-Oh, I, uh--
-Fucking watch where you're going, huh?

Come on, guys. I was just standing still.

And you ran into me, didn't you?

Oh, this old motherfucker
sure has a lot to say, doesn't he?

What are you looking at? Hey, shithead.

We're not the sort of people to piss off,
you dumb bitch.

Oh, I see.

Well, I wonder what pissed you guys off.
I really do.

-It's too bad you're upset now.
-What the fuck? Seriously?

Hey, hey. So, you really think
you're funny?

-You old ass piece of shit.
-Oh, well. I apologize. Sorry about that.

-Please excuse me I--
-Hey!

-Take him!
-Let's take him with us.

-You really shouldn't be doing this.
-You are so fucked.

-Do we have to do this right now?
-What a fucking loudmouth.

-You should really reconsider this, guys.
-Come on. Hurry the fuck up!

Please! Wait!

Goodness gracious.
I must be getting old.

Huh?

I am old.

Do I have a herniated disc?

Boy, that is painful.

I'm way too old.

Paul took Director Choe, apparently.

Did you agree to this?

-Like I had a choice.
-Sir?

He asked us to hand him over.

That bastard, Paul,
is about to lose it right now.

You think you can handle him?

-But still, don't you think that's just--
-Look.

There's nothing to gain
if we get on their bad side.

While we work for the office,
we can't let our ego get in the way.

Those stupid punks who put us at risk
making nuclear material?

All Choe's predecessors.

Those fucking assholes take pride
at being true patriots.

They label us as traitors.
How's that for irony, Director Sa?

What exactly is in that sample?

Sir, why are both sides putting
so much on the line for this?

Director Choe…

…destroyed every shred of evidence
and core human resources.

So I don't know much.

But you must have heard about it too?

This Super Army.

In the US, the Pentagon
has been developing it.

So an army of people with superpowers?

You do know what they're doing in China?

Lab 507 and the Body Science
Research Council.

Oh. So sorry, man.

I made our VIP guest wait.

It took me way too long
to get here.

It's fine. You must be busy.

Did you bring me a gift or what?

This is the rundown of your crew.

Both inside and outside the office.

Do you call them your babies
or do you call them minions?

Anyway, you're quite impressive,
aren't you?

I'm curious. How do you manage

to have such a skilled and talented team
working for you?

It's all thanks to my superiors.

I've been in their favor from the get-go.

Oh…

You mean those same remarkable superiors

who have no name plates on their tombs?

I should make you aware that

how these people die
will depend on the choices that you make.

I mean, they'll all be
eliminated eventually.

But if they're going to be killed,
they may as well die without agony, right?

-How terrifying.
-Yeah.

The world is terrifying to the powerless.

Look.

I think you've seen this guy a bunch.

Right? Dr. Jonas Hilm.

Show yourself!

I mean look at all the atrocious things
that were done by this man.

See what I'm talking about? Really nasty.

It started with lobotomies
and joining brains,

and mixing and matching bodies

with a cocktail of multi-species
interbreeding genes.

Ugh.

But one day, his entire team disappeared.
All gone. Out of the blue.

And where did they go, huh?

They were taken by your people.

And the hiring manager in question

was none other than
your former university professor.

So, I wonder. Is your professor
alive and well? Hmm?

Oh…

Of course he isn't.

We, uh…

We've been observing your people
for a long time.

It got me so curious because we got rid
of your nuclear weapons

and your ICBM, so what else
could there be left, huh?

What on earth could
these extremists in Korea

be doing behind our backs this time?

You all kept this secret so well-guarded,
it took me a while to figure it out.

And eventually…

Ooh.

We found this.

The so-called "Tyrant Program."

A drug that can make
the superhuman gene grow.

Mmm.

This is really dangerous.

How did you end up creating
a virus you can't even handle?

Korea doesn't have what it takes.

No, no.

So…

Hand it over, while I'm still being nice.

Or should I use force?

And murder everyone?

That's my specialty. As you probably know.

But why not?

Why aren't we allowed to?

To do what? What do you mean?

Why aren't we allowed to do it?

Manufacture nuclear weapons and missiles.

Or develop this?

You guys do it.

So do China, Japan, Russia…

And even those North Korean bastards.

They certainly get to, so why not us?

You think we're pushovers?

Wow. Do you realize how dangerous
your way of thinking could be?

You're a threat to world peace, man.

You think you're a hero,
but you're actually a villain.

Come on, we all play
in different leagues. You get it?

We should play in our own leagues.
You know?

You guys can just keep on building cars
and semiconductors

and everything else
you guys are good at, man.

I promise. Nobody is gonna have
a problem with that stuff.

Come on. Why are you being so arrogant?

So what is it going to be? Hmm?
We don't have time so make up your mind.

What do you think I have in mind?

Fuck!

Come on! Really?

You want to take this all the way?

I will kill everyone.

Do what you want.

Fuck you, you son of a bitch.

This is so irritating.

We found him.

We found Moyong.

Holy fuck. Whoa.

Talk about perfect timing.

Hmm?

Such a pity, Mr. Conservative Patriot.

This means it's game over.

Doesn't it?

Why is that bastard
stuffing his fucking face here?

Mmm. Mmm.

Oh, wow.

Food here is so much better now, hmm?

Maybe it's because I only ate Haejangguk,

but this is pretty good.

Oh.

Looking for me, right?

I'll cooperate.

Oh, but in return,

take me off the list.

Everyone, out!
Stop fucking eating and get out!

I believe we can officially summon
Director Choe now.