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This is your last warning. Drop the gun.

All right. Fine.

Here it is.

Sir, are you okay?

Yes, Captain Joo is okay.

This is your last warning. Drop the gun.

Hey.

Wow, seriously. I can't believe it.

What made you even think to go in there?

Come on, man.

Anything for a scoop, right? It was nothing.

Man, you've still got it.

-By the way… -Yeah?

Have you ever really seen a gun like that?

No, I haven't. Why?

My hunches are usually spot on.

The incident at that gosiwon too.

I'm sure there are more of them.

If there are, bring me a couple more exclusives like this.

And if I do?

If you do, I'll do everything I can to get you a permanent role.

And an office with a view to make you feel at home.

An office with a view?

A panoramic view, okay?

Keep your word.

A panoramic view. Okay?

An office with a view…

Breaking news.

On November 21, a horrific shooting occurred

when Jeon, after cutting off his ankle monitor,

went to Gyeongin Seobu Police Station and opened fire indiscriminately.

He appears to have struck at night, exploiting the lack of on-duty officers…

Awesome.

The suspect was shot and killed by police while being apprehended,

which has sparked yet another controversy.

PURCHASE A GUN

WE'RE GIVING AWAY GUNS! FREE GUN

GYEONGIN SEOBU POLICE STATION

You got the gun from the evidence room.

Then where were all those bullets from?

There were no bullets on the evidence list.

You got the bullets from Mr. Moon Baek, who accompanied you to the scene, right?

You first met him at the house?

Yes.

But why did you go there?

Well, I already told that guy everything.

Where did he go?

Told who?

All right.

I'll just tell you the whole truth from the start.

Mr. Moon Baek said you took the bullets

he was going to report to the police.

What is your relationship with Mr. Moon Baek?

We met by chance.

It was an urgent situation…

so he helped.

Tell us what happened when you took down Jeon Won-seong.

Jeon, who shot the probation officers,

had snapped and was about to commit further crimes.

I concluded

that a quick response was necessary.

Even so, wasn't it a bit excessive to shoot him so openly?

We checked your record.

It seems you volunteered to serve only in high-risk conflict zones

that everyone else avoids.

Officially, you've taken down 99 targets.

As of today, the count is 100.

Why would you bring that up here?

Why don't you just be frank with us?

You just wanted to shoot them all down, didn't you?

Let's not cross the line.

I'm asking because I have a good reason to be suspicious.

Hey, Lee.

What are you doing here? Step out.

Chief, we're still investigating.

Investigating, my ass. You damn bastards.

Further investigation is needed to confirm he followed procedure

when using the firearm.

Haven't you seen the security footage?

He saved the lives of 30 fellow officers

and was the only one who rushed in to help.

You wouldn't have been able to do anything.

Regardless of the reason, he fired a weapon with illegal rounds.

We will refer this case to the disciplinary committee.

Okay, fine.

If you're disciplining a cop for doing his job, start with me.

All right? I'm his superior.

I gave the orders, and I'm the one in charge.

I'm in charge, damn it!

Don't even think about making him a scapegoat!

If you're punishing anyone, start with me!

You bastards would be the first to run if bullets started flying.

How dare you!

Step out!

INTERROGATION ROOM

I'm sorry.

No need to apologize.

We'll take it from here, so go get some rest.

Chin up, kid.

Do!

-Captain. -It must've been tough.

What happened to the shooter?

Wasn't it excessive?

-No comment. -Where was the gun from?

You didn't have to come.

From your elementary school to your college graduation,

shooting contests, military enlistment, deployment overseas, police exam…

Did I miss any of them?

Yes or no?

No.

Then why do you always thank me in a way that upsets me, kid?

I guess it's good to be consistent.

Say what? Look at this punk yapping.

How is Se-yeong doing?

See? You always change the subject when you're in a tough spot.

Should you really be worrying about others right now?

Stop worrying about Se-yeong. Worry about yourself.

Are you all right?

Why wouldn't I be?

I'm not talking about your tough-ass body.

Are you okay with having picked up a gun again?

Don't jump in and get yourself involved, all right?

I can't bear to see you get hurt,

physically or mentally.

Can a police officer say that?

I'm almost 60. Who cares what anyone thinks?

Of course I can.

I never told you,

but do you know how worried I was when I heard you picked up a gun?

You don't even know the half of it.

Officially, you've taken down 99 targets.

As of today, the count is 100.

You just wanted to shoot them all down, didn't you?

Don't be a chicken, little shit.

Hey, the fat ass is here.

Get a move on, dipshit. For fuck's sake.

Seo Yeong-dong.

Wanna try being a bully?

Hey, Fuck-gyu.

You better bring your mom's ID.

You fucker.

Yes, I got it. Yes.

DISCIPLINARY COMMITTEE DECISION

But, you know, this is--

Okay, all right. Understood.

Seriously? A three-month suspension?

Isn't that a bit much?

Man, they're going way too far.

Don't they know how many lives Officer Lee saved?

Do is here.

Officer Jang.

Did you confirm the identity of the man who fled from Jeon's house?

Officer Lee, well…

Look, Do. You can't work on anything.

Come on, guys. Don't be so heartless, seriously.

Officer Lee never said he was going to do anything.

He was just asking a question, wasn't he?

Doesn't everyone have a question in mind that they'd like answered?

Actually,

I was curious about that.

Officer Jang, brief me on what happened.

Then, let me give you a rundown, sir.

The guy who fled from Jeon's house. Did you find out who he was?

He wasn't there!

He wasn't? You little punk.

Be honest, or you'll end up suspended too.

He really wasn't there.

What do you mean? I told you to go check right away.

He told you to go check right away!

-So I went right away. -But?

But there were some other guys around.

License plate number and route, please.

Hey, you can just tell me the license plate number and the route.

Yes, sir.

-The vehicle was someone else's. -And?

And the plate number was 1-5-N 2-3-something…

15N 2335?

That's right!

-Move over a bit. -Yes, sir.

Wait a minute.

That looks just like Jo U-tae, doesn't it?

Right? I was thinking the same thing.

Who's Jo U-tae?

He's a dirtbag who's been causing

all sorts of trouble in this neighborhood for years.

Didn't he just get out of prison recently?

I recently found out that he was just killing time

doing odd jobs for Gong.

By Gong, do you mean Gong Seok-ho from the Glory Gang?

Yeah, that's him!

That's right.

You once worked with Detective Seo to take him down, right?

Yeah, it's that Gong Seok-ho.

Let's see.

"Today's horoscope for Gong Seok-ho."

"A forgotten enemy will pay you a visit."

"Be careful at all costs."

Damn it.

Damn, that scared me.

POLICE IN NAME ONLY

That horoscope is damn accurate.

That piece of shit.

Hey, Detective Seo, it's me. Can you tell me where Gong Seok-ho is?

-But, Do, you're-- -I won't do anything. Just checking.

-I'll call you if anything happens. -All right.

That Moon Baek guy? I checked, and his record is clean.

-Really? -Yeah.

All right. Get me Gong Seok-ho's location as soon as you can.

Thanks.

Here you go, Officer Lee.

Wow, look at this motorbike!

Thank you.

-Can I ask you for a favor? -Sure.

Could you find out whatever you can about this person?

I'll find out all I can.

-Drive safely. -Will do.

"Dongwol Industry. Moon Baek."

Who are you?

Tell me!

Is Mr. Gong Seok-ho inside?

Who do you think you are? He's not here. Just leave.

Some strange officer is here, causing…

Mr. Gong Seok-ho.

For fuck's sake. It must be today's horoscope.

Who said you could come in?

Hey, get out of the way.

I'm talking about you, shithead. Wanna die? Move!

Move already, you dumbasses.

Don't make a fuss. Go on, move!

Goddamn it.

If looks could kill, eh?

Officer Lee.

You should be keeping your area safe. Why are you here?

Mr. Gong Seok-ho.

You dealing guns lately?

Guns?

Really? Guns?

Seriously.

You barge into my office just to ask a bullshit question?

Answer me.

Are you dealing guns?

Did you fucking get shot in the head or something?

Take a look. Do those look like guns to you?

Hey, have any of you been playing around with a gun lately?

I mean, even a toy gun?

No, sir!

You heard them?

Do you know this man?

No clue.

I heard he works for one of your businesses.

Do you realize how many guys work for me?

How could I possibly know them all?

You really don't know?

And you've got nothing else to tell me about guns?

I know nothing, and I've got nothing to tell you.

Then I'll start gathering all the evidence about that case.

If I find any evidence

that you're dealing in guns…

you know what's coming, right?

We might take on every job that comes our way,

but we're not stupid enough to get ourselves killed.

You better keep your word.

I warned you.

Who is this bastard?

I've never seen him before.

Can you confirm if this person works here?

TECHNICAL SALES MANAGER, MOON BAEK

I'm sorry. We can't check that for you right away.

As a defense contractor,

we need time to share employee details, even with documents.

Officer Lee.

I got Moon Baek's address, as you requested.

He lives in the Dongjin Apartments.

Hello?

Hey, it's me.

-Hey, what's up? -You got a minute?

A minute? Of course I do.

Can we talk?

No, do it again. Come on, get up.

Holy shit.

They disguised and shipped real guns as regular packages?

So fucking reckless.

Why not?

It's super safe and not suspicious.

They're actually clever.

Have you ever seen anyone in Korea steal someone else's package?

People follow it like it's the law, man.

Tell us more about those people.

I don't know much either.

But I have to say, their charisma was just off the charts.

How many guns were there?

A shitload of them.

Around ten truckloads?

Ten truckloads?

Yeah, but we only brought about half a truckload.

How did you contact them?

What was it again? Oh yeah, Telegram.

-But they only reach out when they want. -Give me your phone.

Gong Seok-ho took my phone.

Can't even play games when I'm bored, that son of a bitch.

Hey, did you check the storage room?

It was locked.

Okay. That means Gong Seok-ho hasn't checked it yet either.

The address list?

We should be cautious until we're sure,

especially since our boys ran into a pig at that gosiwon.

Hey.

The fact that a cop was involved confirms there are guns at those addresses.

-Got it? -Fucking hell.

You're all so damn clueless.

GONG SEOK-HO

That fucking bitch.

Gong Seok-ho, that fucker. Why is he calling you?

Jeong-man.

The person you're calling is unavailable.

Please try again later.

This fucking asshole.

What's going on? Why did Gong call?

Has he caught on?

Come on, Jeong-man.

What are you hesitating for?

Good thing I had one squirreled away.

If he finds out there are guns in that storage room, we're all fucked.

Hey, let's move fast.

Whoever gets there first grabs the guns.

Let's…

take those guns.

-That's right. -For fuck's sake.

Find them all and bring them here. Don't leave any behind.

Hurry up and bring them all here!

-Move fast! -Shit. Let's go.

Come on. Move it, you bastard!

Move now!

Guys! Let's go!

-Let's go! -Yes, sir!

Come on, let's go!

Goodness me. The rice today is cooked to perfection.

Oh my. That looks good.

LISTEN TO MY DEAD SON'S MESSAGE!

APOLOGIZE! BAN DANGEROUS OUTSOURCING

Sir! I just want to talk to you.

I just want to…

You still haven't taken care of her?

I just want to talk to you. What's so hard about that?

Hey, why is the floor so slippery?

-Oh no, are you okay? -Damn, dude.

This bastard always eats his lunch with his freaking head.

Looks so damn good.

Hey, Fuck-gyu. You're not gonna answer?

You want us to visit your mom's restaurant?

You want to lose the one parent you got left?

He'll be an orphan?

-Is his dad dead? -You didn't know?

So that's why Fuck-gyu's such a dumbass.

I feel bad for your mom.

-Answer. -You still don't get it?

If I ever see you, you're dead. You fucking loser.

Damn it.

Excuse me. Do you live in Unit 1311?

Hey, you're here. Want some?

What did you do at Dongwol Industry?

Well, I was always designing and testing new bullets.

Did you know?

South Korea, a gun-free country,

is actually one of the largest bullet exporters?

Isn't it ironic?

What were you going to do with the gun?

Well, about that…

I don't really wanna say.

Fine.

I have cancer. They say I'll die in six months.

Maybe even less.

You don't believe me?

Look.

They cut me open three times.

It's in my blood, spreading everywhere.

First, Seoul.

Then Busan.

From Busan to Gwangju.

This thing called cancer.

Man, it really

hurts like hell.

So I was gonna leave this world with a bang.

But all you had were bullets.

Where did you get them?

While looking into handmade guns online so I could go out with a bang,

I stumbled upon a weird website claiming to be handing out free guns.

I figured I'd give it a go and clicked on it.

PRESS HERE IF YOU WANT A GUN

A couple of days later, I really did get a package.

But the annoying thing was that there were no guns.

All it had was a piece of paper and a bunch of bullets.

Try going to that website again.

I'd like to do that as well.

But I can't.

The website is gone.

UNABLE TO CONNECT PLEASE TRY AGAIN

So I checked the piece of paper that came in the package.

It had the addresses of people who ordered guns, just like I did.

I randomly went to one of them, just in case.

To get a gun.

Where's that address list now?

I threw it out.

I threw it out.

You expect me to believe that?

But I've got a really good memory.

It's all in here.

I see.

If your memory is that good,

the addresses in your head…

Write them all here.

Yes, sir.

DOMYEONG-RO 1-GIL, DONGAN-GU, GYEONGIN

What?

Are you sure about these addresses?

Yeah.

Hey!

Where are you going? Damn it.

MRS. OH

The person you're calling is unavailable.

Oh man.

What is it this time?

-Damn it. -Sir.

How long must I avoid these people?

Sir, please look here!

Is it so hard to get rid of them?

They're not exactly breaking the law.

I'll sort them out quickly.

-Damn it. -I'm so sorry, sir.

-Drive properly, for God's sake. -Sorry, she jumped out.

Sir. Please get out.

I just want to talk.

Who is that?

Have you lost your mind?

You know who you're talking to? Out of the way!

Is it really that hard to apologize? I just want to talk to you!

-What should I do? -What else? Just keep driving.

-Keep driving? -What, you want me to do it?

Go, you bastard.

I said keep going. Go!

Hey, why'd you stop?

-Ma'am, please… -Do your damn job! You useless fucker.

Go!

What's that crazy bitch pulling out?

-A gun? -Huh?

Sir…

Look at that crazy bitch.

What's this?

ORDERER ADDRESS LIST INFORMATION

OH KYEONG-SUK

-I'm sorry, sir! -Ji-ung.

-Ji-ung! Hey, Ji-ung! -Sir.

You know Hwang Min-ju, right?

Who is Hwang Min-ju? I have no idea!

You don't know?

Why don't you know?

How?

How could you not know Hwang Min-ju?

You, of all people…

How could you…

For God's sake, I don't know who Hwang Min-ju is!

He was one of your employees.

He's my son,

the one you overworked

to save money,

leaving his body torn in two.

I've been screaming his name at the top of my lungs this whole time.

What a joke we must've been to you.

How lowly must we have been in your eyes

for you not to even know my dead son's name?

Spare me, please. Just this once, please spare my life.

Please don't kill me. I'm sorry.

Please spare my life. I'm sorry.

Don't apologize to me.

Apologize to my son.

Mrs. Oh, why didn't you answer?

Officer Lee.

Finally,

I got my apology today.

No matter how much I screamed,

he never listened.

But he gave in so easily

when I pulled a gun.

Mrs. Oh.

Yes, I know.

What I did was wrong.

Now that I got my apology,

I should pay for what I did too.

Officer Lee.

Let me make

one last meal for my son.

Min-ju, eat up.

I made him

apologize to you today.

I don't think…

I can cook for you for a while.

I'm sorry.

Officer Lee?

Who are you?

Hey, lady.

Yes?

You have a gun, don't you?

What is it? You recognize that car?

Keep an eye on that car.

MRS. OH

OFFICER LEE DO

Oh man.

I'm curious. So curious.

LISTEN TO MY DEAD SON'S MESSAGE!

Moon Baek never holds back.

-Shit. What the hell? -That fucking scared me.

-What's up with him? -Fucking hell!

I told you not to park here.

And who are you?

Me? I'm Moon Baek.

-Don't. -You fucking asshole.

So why did you park on this freaking narrow street

and block others from passing?

Holy fuck. So we meet again, you son of a bitch.

Face the camera.

I wanna take a picture for your funeral.

Say kimchi.

Okay, we got it. Now get lost.

-Huh? -What is it?

What is this?

Who is this?

-The hell you looking at? -We got it. Get lost already!

Yeah, I got it. Now you guys get lost too!

What was that?

-Unless you wanna die here. -What?

-You fucking asshole. -What the hell?

That bastard saw our faces. Is that okay?

Of course not. Get out.

Man, this just keeps getting more interesting.

You! Come here.

Where you going?

Hold up. You fucker.

How are you gonna make us die? He got scared.

Hey!

That fucker, look at his eyes.

Hey!

You bastard! I'm gonna rip out all your hair!

-Crazy son of a bitch. -Hey!

-Hey! -Get him!

You son of a bitch!

-You bastard. -Stop!

-You son of a bitch! -Stop!

Where are you going?

-Where is she? -You fucker.

You're gonna fucking die soon. Worry about yourself.

Gong made you do this?

Man, this guy has no fucking clue what he's dealing with.

This is a real fucking gun.

If I pull the trigger, I'll blow your head off.

Holy fuck.

That fucking crazy bitch.

Huh?

What? What is it?

Huh?

One more car.

Fuck!

Fucking hell!

You can't even tell blanks from live rounds.

Fucking shit! Kill him!

Fuck!

Seriously!

U-tae is calling.

Hey, U-tae.

Get in here, all of you.

Grab your tools and go inside.

-Get ready to take care of the guy. -Let's move.

Hey, hurry.

Guys, get in the house now.

Shit, we're totally fucked. Hey, come out already!

Come on, hurry!

Shit.

Fuck!

Mrs. Oh.

I'll be back soon. Hang in there.

Goddamn it. Fuck.

I told you to get the gun ready. What's the delay?

Hey, hurry up!

-Come on. -Seriously.

-Why does he keep coming back? -He's a total nutjob.

-Hey! -Incoming!

Man, what a bunch of cowards.

-Get him! -Fuck!

Fucking hell!

Damn it!

Hey! Fuck you!

You!

-Let go! Hey, my hair! -Hey!

-Where the fuck is everyone? -Where are you going?

You fuckers!

Let go! I said let go, you bastard!

I said let go!

Goddamn it!

This is why

you should

park your car

properly!

You fucking bastard.

Fuck this shit.

Let go, motherfucker.

Let go. I said let go of me.

You fucker, I said let go.

I'm gonna kill you.

-Shit, what's this? -What the fuck?

Who the hell are you?

-What's up? Is she hurt? -Moon Baek, open the door.

Press here.

-I'll drive. -Okay.

You'll be fine, Mrs. Oh.

Hold on just a little longer.

Everything will be okay.

We're almost there.

He turned right at 96 Geumseong-ro five minutes ago.

-Huh? No, he turned left. -Stop. That was 96 Geumseong-ro.

SECURITY CAMERA CONTROL ROOM

MRS. OH

Hold on.

Hello, Mrs. Oh.

I have an urgent matter. Can I call you back?

Of course. I'm sorry to interrupt.

I'm back. Go ahead.

Mrs. Oh.

Careful. Watch her head.

Mrs. Oh, you'll be all right.

We're here. Stay strong.

Mrs. Oh, can you hear me?

You need to stay awake, okay? Everything will be fine.

OPERATION ROOM

Subtitle translation by: Sung In Jang