All language subtitles for Delayed.Justice.S01E02.x265.720p.WEB-DL.srt - eng(2)

(Death Certificate)

Darn it! Those jerks.

This is just too much!

Darn it!

Let's pass on Mayor Kang Chul Woo.

What are you talking about?

No need to work for him
for five months.

I'll build you a building with this!

You'd like to dig into the Samjung
three-man murder case...

from seven years ago?

Supreme Court Justice Jo Ki Soo
sentenced them to jail?

Not only that,

that prick, Jang Yoon Suk,

I mean, the head prosecutor,

arrested the real murderer
and let him off.

Why now? Are you taking revenge
for what happened to you?

Ms. Shin, could you give us
a moment?

Sam Soo,

don't do this.

It's in the past.

I'm telling you,
a prosecutor let a murderer off!

You know that Jang Yoon Suk's
father-in-law is...

Mayor Kang, right?

Even better!

I'm going to topple
all of them out of power!

Topple? What do you think you are,
a prosecutor?

You know well
that people don't change!

We have to think about the future.

Why do you keep living in the past?

I'm telling you,
I'll build you that building!

This is as big as news can get!

You think you're a singer
from the 1980s?

You think you can use
a cassette tape to build a building?

The world isn't that easy!

(Mayor Kang Chul Woo)

Kang Chul Woo?

Who does he think he is,
making me come and go?

Park Sam Soo,

you were assembling TVs
as a temporary worker...

when I invited you
through the four gates...

to make you a news reporter.

All the supervisors were
absolutely against the idea.

Do you have any idea how hard it was
for me to convince all of them?

If you can't be grateful for that,
you're an animal, not human!

I've read your blog,

and you write very well.

Thank you.

Would you maybe like
to work as a news reporter?

He has the highest level
of support right now.

If we break a promise with him
and ruin his life,

you think our company is
going to be safe?

So, I'm just supposed to ignore
this breaking news,

and you're making me a beggar?

A beggar?

You think I'm a punk
who'd sell my reporters?

This is all a part of a grand plan.

- Come on.
- You don't know this?

Five months later,
I'll make you a whole team.

We can write on all of this then.

Why is it me, of all people?

Who will do this work
except for a Soocheon alumnus?

You have to show them
what Soocheon alumni are made of.

Prove to them that you don't have
to be a Seoul university alumnus.

Just five months later, you,
the city editor,

with your whole team,

can strike Jo Ki Soo
and Jang Yoon Suk...

as you please.

That's right!

Fine. This is for him turning
my life around.

You must be done early today.

There's nothing for a mayor to do.

People below me do all the work.

We have to get started
on my autobiography.

Today, I'll be talking...

about the sandstorm in Africa.

What are you doing?
Aren't you going to write?

Yes, sir. Here.

It was a dark night
when the sandstorm hit.

Everyone had gone home,

but I, Kang Chul Woo, in my 20s,

was in the office alone,

just working my night away.

I know I said it,
but that sounds incredible.

Make sure you add that in.

Anyway, I was working alone
in the office...

when five thieves broke in.

- Five thieves?
- That's right.

Why? Is that not enough?

Is five too few?

Should I make it 50?

I think five is good.

50 seems unrealistic.

Okay. It must seem realistic.

That's important.

Anyway, five of them came in.

Anyway, they barged into our office.

I was totally putting up a fight.

They were beating me up,

but I refused to let go of the safe.

I didn't become a CEO for no reason.

It took hard work like that.

So when did you embezzle money
from the company?

What?

You have a prior for embezzlement.

You jerk.

Hey, you. I told your boss
I won't discuss my rap sheet.

But...

Hey, Mr. Moon. Sam Soo here...

is bringing up my prior
and fraud and whatnot.

I'm sorry, Mayor!

Do you want to get in trouble?

I'm sorry, sir!

- Am I a joke to you?
- No, sir!

Am I a joke to you?

- No, sir!
- Am I a joke to you?

No, sir!

I'm sorry, sir!

Hey. You made it.

Thank you for coming.

Let me shake your hand.

This is a historical moment.

From now on,

I am your attorney.

I promise to get you a retrial.

Do you mean it?

Thank you.

Not at all. This is our fate.

Finally, put your name...

and sign right there.

My friends can't write very well.

May I write it for them?

Well...

In that case,

what about your thumbprint?

Just stick your thumb in there
and then press here.

How much...

do we have to pay you?

300 dollars. Since there are
three of you, 900 dollars in total.

What a deal.

Put your thumbprint there.

900 dollars?

It's expensive.

It is?

I'll be generous.

I'll just take 10 percent
of your government reimbursement.

Thank you.

No, thank you.

- Thank you.
- Okay.

Stamp your thumb.

Okay.

Do you happen to know
Choi Young Soo...

who used to run Dawoo Supermarket?

We never even went there!

Okay.

Hello. Is this Ms. Choi Young Sook?

I'm Park Tae Yong. I'm an attorney.

A tip?

You gave someone the recording
of the killer's voice?

Yes. What... News and New.

Park Sam Soo.

Okay, thank you.

Park Sam Soo.

(Park Sam Soo)

I like baseball.

It's my biggest regret
not forming a baseball team...

while I ran a company.

It's nice talking
while getting exercise.

My feelings are flowing out
from deep within like my sweat.

This is nice.

I feel great
just feeding the machine.

I like how positive you are.

I like it.

Mr. Park.

Here.

You should go to the spa too.

Also, come this weekend...

to the Kiheung Golf Course.

Thank you.

(Why did she grab a knife?)

He's an amazing writer.

(Journalist of the Month - 15 times)

S University.

S University grads stand out.

"Journalists from S University speak
with their articles, not diplomas."

Nice. He went to S University,

but he's modest too.

He looks familiar though.
Am I mistaken?

Did you hit someone?

- What?
- Or did you steal something?

I hope it's not a sex crime.

I have to think about my image.

I'd rather not take sex crime cases.

I'm reporter Park Sam Soo.

Hold on.

(Park Sam Soo)

(Park Sam Soo)

I kicked out an S University grad?

Someone this amazing?

"Daily sandstorms
brought on by insomnia."

Mr. Park.

I love the title and content
of this chapter so much.

I really love it.

Thank you, sir.

Nice shot, Mr. Mayor!

You're totally like Tiger Woods.

- Tiger! Yes, Tiger.
- Yes.

Speaking of Tiger...

"Kang Chul Woo,
the African black panther."

"Is he a lynx running in a prairie?"

What about adding
something like that?

Mr. Mayor.
Were you a literature major?

That sounds poetic.

Incredible.

There's nothing I haven't done.

I endured the lonely nights
in the desert by reciting poetry.

"I am blameless in everyone's eyes."

"Strong winds may blow,
but I shall be steadfast."

That is like a summary of my life.

You can sing, write...
You do everything well.

Doesn't everyone do this much?

Yes, sir.

The two iron.

Hi, Yoon Suk.
To what do I owe the pleasure?

Hey, bro!

How have you been?

The dogs eat well
just like their master.

They poop well too.

These dogs poop like elephants.
Filthy animals.

Darn it.

I wasn't talking to you.

(Head Prosecutor Jang Yoon Suk)

Are you a psychopath?

You act like my father-in-law's
faithful servant to his face,

but you're preparing
to stab him in the back.

You're the one
who stabbed me in the back.

Mr. Pro Golfer.

Thanks to you, I got to hear
my voice from when I was young.

What do you mean?

(Editing Department)

(Political News Department)

Who was it?

What lowlife went through my desk?

Who took the tape?

Hey, Sam Soo.

Pipe down and come in.

Was it you?

This is incredible!

I did it for you.

Don't touch those people.

You shouldn't have done this
if it were for me.

This is low!

Why am I cleaning up dog poop?

You said to wait five months!

How could you give it to him?

Look at this first before you fight.

("News and New Pimps Out Reporter
as Mayor Kang Chul Woo's Servant")

Why that...

Those Daejin Daily rats are
after a parcel of Techno Town!

How dare they strike us first?

Stay away for the time being.

Don't come to the office.
Reporters will come flocking.

("News and New Pimps Out Reporter
for a Parcel in Techno Town")

This sicko.

Hey. Did you see this?

Of all the... This is a total mess.

Oh my gosh.

They say good reporters are born.

I guess Sam Soo was innately
a trashy reporter.

What a disgrace.

Look how far down he's bowing.

He's totally his slave.

"Park Sam Soo was a factory worker
and was specially hired..."

"as a journalist."

"He lacks proper training in media
and thus a proper attitude."

"He apparently agreed
to be pimped out..."

"in order to be loyal
to his employer."

Sam Soo went to S University.
Was that not Seoul University?

Cut it out, will you?

(Local News Department)

(Trending:
Park Sam Soo, Seoul Mayor)

What's this?

Why did a great reporter
do something like this?

Gosh.

("News and New Pimps Out Reporter
for a Parcel in Techno Town")

Mr. Park.

Doesn't it hurt your pride
to leave like this?

A trashy reporter has no pride.

I threw away my pride long ago.

Become a good reporter.

You said a good reporter is born
a good reporter.

My parents are rich.

I went to a foreign language
high school and a good university.

I know that. But you can still
become a good reporter.

How?

You look good in hiking shoes.

Not many people do.

This trashy reporter is out.

Thanks to you, I enjoyed my time
within the four gates.

I apologize for the rude words
I said before I left.

I'm stepping
outside the four gates...

to find stories that do not exist
or are rarely seen...

within the four gates.

I'm going back to where I belong.

Thank you.
From trashy reporter Park Sam Soo.

I've read your blog,

and you write very well.

Thank you.

Thank you for hearing me out.

Please save our poor Myung Hee.

Here.

Those boys are innocent.

Now that you're out of work,

why don't you get up early
and cook for your poor roommate?

I'll do that starting tomorrow.

Yes, at least cook for me.

Maybe you could prepare
dinner later.

It's Attorney Park Tae Yong.
Can we meet for dinner tonight?

I have plans for dinner.

Who wants to hang out
with an unemployed man?

There's this lawyer.

He's dying to see me.

We're going to have some good food
and get wasted.

Don't strain yourself.

Even a trashy reporter
can die from fatigue.

Do you want to become
the most searched person again?

Honey, I'm not going to die
so easily.

Do you know what's great
about living together?

I know very well.

If you don't behave,

I can kick you out at any time.

Mr. Park, which do you prefer,
land, sea, or air?

Sea.

(To Lawyer Park Tae Yong)

(I'm outside.)

(You're early. Come on up.)

He wants me to come up?
Why can't he just come down?

(Law Office of Park Tae Yong)

Hello? Oh...

Hello. I'm Park Tae Yong.

Hello, I'm Park Sam Soo.

- We've met...
- Oh, right.

- Can you keep an eye on it?
- Me?

Gosh.

Is the Japanese restaurant
far away from here?

Don't burn it.

I didn't see any restaurants
on my way here.

The soup tastes amazing.
It's coming right up.

What kind of place are we going to?

Japanese? Are we having sashimi?

Hello?

All right.

Grilled mackerel, croacker stew,

dried seaweed,
and stir-fried anchovies.

This is...

You chose sea over land and air.

Here's the sea for you. Enjoy.

Just by looking at it,
my body starts smelling fishy.

- It looks so good.
- Where are we going after this?

I've prepared
some makgeolli and squid.

That's sea too.

Your writing is phenomenal.

An S University graduate
sure is different.

It's nothing special.

I look up to people who can write.

I should have finished university.

I quit Soocheon University
after one semester.

What year did you enter?

Who cares? I quit after being teased
for going to an unknown university.

In 2002.

You were one year above me.

Let me introduce myself properly.

I'm Park Sam Soo. I entered
the History Department in 2003.

- The History Department?
- Yes.

- Soocheon University?
- Yes.

- Didn't you go to S University?
- I did.

Soocheon University,
History Department, 2003.

Also known as 3S.

So it wasn't
Seoul National University?

Seoul National University, my foot.
We should drink.

I haven't met a Soocheon University
graduate in a long time.

Drink with me.

Bottoms up.

You got a tip-off
about the Samjung three-man murder?

I heard that you even received
a cassette from Ms. Choi.

Well, yes, I did.

But I lost it.

You lost it?

- You lost something so important?
- Yes.

If you were a bad student,
at least don't lose things.

What do you think
I prepared this feast for?

I'm not sure
if you could call this a feast.

An S University graduate
sure is different,

talking back to your senior.

It's not like you graduated.

You only graduated from high school.
Senior, my foot.

Gosh.

Still, you have
amazing writing skills.

Let's work on something together.
You have nothing else to do anyway.

The Samjung three-man murder
retrial.

I'll do my part in court.

Your task is to make it a hot issue
with me at the center of it.

Put your writing skills to use.

Supreme Court Justice Jo Ki Soo...

and Supreme Court Public Relations
Officer Jang Yoon Suk...

were in charge of the case.
Do you think it'll work?

What's worse, Jang Yoon Suk,
that jerk's father-in-law...

happens to be Kang Chul Woo,
Mayor of Seoul.

You cleaned up after those people
even knowing that?

Why do you bring that up now?

I'm regretting it,
so stop talking about it.

Since you're regretting it,
I'll let it slide this once.

This time, trust me
and follow my lead.

How could I trust you?

I can't. It's going to be hard.

That's why we have to do it.
If it's easy, anyone can do it.

Are you a pervert?
Why ask for trouble?

We can do this!

- Who are we?
- Who are we? Tell me.

We've both been
the most searched person.

I, as a lawyer who only
graduated from high school.

You, as a trashy reporter.

I doubt Jo Ki Soo and Jang Yoon Suk
have ever been number one...

except in their class.

If I make it a hot issue, then what?

We'll show them a world
in which justice is lucrative.

Write a nice story about me,

and some rich philanthropists
will step in.

We'll rake in all the money
with your writing skills.

In a world
where money means justice,

we'll make money with justice.

Gosh. After winning a retrial,

you want to turn everything
upside down now?

Hello, ma'am.

You must be busy. I'm sorry.

I heard that Myung Hee's trial
will begin soon.

But I have no idea
what I have to do.

Don't worry.
I'll find you a lawyer myself.

Okay.

I don't know what that's about,
but don't do it.

Work with me.

You should trust me.

I'll tell you what.

I can see people through
the moment I see them.

I've seen thousands of criminals,
from petty offenders to murderers.

You say
you can see people through...

the moment you see them.

Then why did you look down on me
and kick me out the other day?

You remember things way too long.

Just forget it.

A Soocheon University graduate
can't have such a good memory.

Did you go to Seoul National
University, by any chance?

Do me a favor, and I'll forget
that you kicked me out.

It's simple.

For the People's Lawyer,
it'd be absolutely no problem.

Of course not.
I'm the People's Lawyer.

What is it?

Why aren't you coming in with me?

I'll be walking on the beach,
immersed in thought.

That doesn't suit you.

- See you later.
- Can you find your way?

All right. Don't tell her I'm here.

Where's Myung Hee?

She's become the talk of the town.

She doesn't want to be home lately.

By the way, did you give
Reporter Park anything?

What?

I'm not sure.

I think he told me
you gave him something.

Oh, that's right.

I did give him something.

What was it?

I gave him two apples...

so he could eat them
on his way back to Seoul.

I see. Two apples.

Is that it?

Yes. I'm sorry.

I had nothing else to give him.

Don't worry.

Gosh, he got me.

I have nothing to give.

What do I do?

It's completely fine.

Ma'am,

there's something called
the jury.

It's a group of ordinary citizens
who also judge the defendant.

That's where we're trying to fight
for Myung Hee's innocence.

Thank you so much.

I have something to tell you.

Once the trial begins,

I have no choice but to talk badly
about your dead son.

It's fine.

Please allow me to speak
about my son myself.

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you.

I'll try my best.

Thank you.

Here.

You're such a gracious guest,

but I have nothing to give.

Please have some of these
on your way back to Seoul.

I'm fine.

No, take them.

Thank you.

How can you be eating ramyeon now?

Ramyeon is the best.

You dragged a busy man out here,

and you're eating
delicious food alone?

What are those?

I didn't know you got
such an expensive present.

You know, I've never worked
for less than 300 dollars.

But thanks to somebody,

seems like I'll be working
for an apple.

Quiet.

I thought the lawyer was coming.
Aren't you going to meet him?

I don't know. I'm too lazy
and this is all too annoying.

- So, you're not going to see him?
- That's her.

Students.

- Where are you going?
- To the bathroom.

Why are you taking an apple?

- That's Jung Myung Hee.
- What?

That's the girl.

Is any of you Jung Myung Hee?

Let's leave.

Are you Myung Hee's lawyer?

I guess I am.

Let's go.

- Okay.
- I've been paid.

It's not like I can
give this back now.

See you next time!

Why did you run away?

Do you know how scary
middle-school students are?

Japan can't invade Korea because
our middle schoolers are too scary.

They're protecting our country.

You did something bad
to Myung Hee, didn't you?

I wrote my article on her diary
without her permission.

- Look at you.
- I understand that she'd be upset.

Her friends look like tough boys.

I could have taken a few punches.

- Mr. Park,
- Yes.

since we're at the beach,
why don't we take a selfie?

Are you crazy?

- Why would I do that with you?
- Come on.

- Let's just take one.
- How embarrassing. Stop it.

Come on.

Here.

Smile! What's with your face?

You think I can smile right now?

1, 2, 3!

Seriously!

You don't have a license,

so you can't switch with me?

I've been too busy with life
to get myself a license.

Or was it revoked
because you drove drunk?

Who do you think I am?

It's just that you're no help
whatsoever!

You're using me for free
and making me drive for you.

It's like I stepped in dog poo.

You're the one who's clinging to me!

Not because I like you.

I just need some help
until someone rich shows up.

I'm just a kindhearted
high-school graduate lawyer,

breaking my back to stand up
for the weak in society.

Don't you think someone will help me
if you write an article like that?

It's better than cleaning up
after dog poop.

Can you stop talking about poop?

Am I trying to get famous
for my own benefit?

I'm going to pay for all my debts,

and pay you well!

I have another plan in mind.

Another plan?

- What is it?
- I just have one.

- What is it?
- I just do.

You want to know, right?

I'm going to become a mortician
and write my own obituaries.

Amazing! My father was
a mortician, in fact.

I'll tell you all about what being
a mortician is like.

So, Mr. Park, don't focus
on the dead...

and focus on saving my life instead.

Why? You're overwhelming me.

This is no coincidence.

Think about it.
Lawyer, reporter, and mortician.

- What do they have in common?
- What is it?

We all earn money
when others are grieving.

We can only earn money
when people die, get injured,

get into accidents, or fights.

- What are you saying?
- You've lived a whole decade...

profiting off
of people's misfortune,

so it's time to do some good work.

What good work?

Writing a good article for me.

I got kicked off of writing
Kang Chul Woo's autobiography.

Why can't you all write
about yourselves on your own?

Why do you keep asking me
to write for you all?

Because you write so well!
Why let that go to waste?

It won't go to waste,
especially not mine.

Come on.

Mr. Park!

Dream of me.

I'm not going to sleep tonight.

Spending time with Mr. Park is
agonizing. He talks too smooth.

Mr. Park...

may be different from you,
but I think he'll be good for you.

I hear that his nickname is
the People's Lawyer.

I'm sure he's rich of stories
that you can write about.

You think so?

You're gifted in writing.

It's time for you to soar
in the sky again.

That's right.

There's no way I can go down...

before I give my Ms. Lee
a giant diamond ring...

for turning my life around.

Right?

Just wait. I'll be bursting
through the four gates...

into the Seoul journalism scene
in no time!

In no time!

Wash up first!

This is so nice.

(Attorney Park Tae Yong)

- Yes?
- Tae Yong.

Are you pulling
an all-nighter again?

I'm worried you'll pass out again.

You're the one who's repeating
your last year three years in a row.

It's no surprise for a lawyer
to stay up all night.

You're working so hard
for the family.

Exactly. Go to sleep soon, okay?

You have to run the shop.
Don't worry about the kid.

Everyone's name begins with Tae,
so why don't I name him Tae Sung?

Bring him back
if you can't take it anymore.

I'll raise him somehow.

Nothing is impossible. He's my kid.

My boy...

Seems like you'll have to raise him
until he starts walking.

Why are you making Mom raise
a kid that another woman had?

Throw him out or bring him back
to the woman!

How dare you talk like that?

How could you even think
of throwing a baby out?

Despicable.

(Park Tae Yong)

(Defending points)

Are you still on the Samjung case?

I'm thinking whether I should
go after that case,

or become a mortician
and write obituaries.

After you quit like that,

I felt terrible about it.

I'm sorry. I apologize.

It's okay.

I won't make you starve.

I won't starve.

I love food way too much.

Let's do this.

We'll keep paying your salary.

Including full insurance.

You'll keep paying me
although I left the paper?

Yes.

Do you like me that much?

Nothing in life is free.

Write obituaries
and submit them to us.

We'll be hands-off
until you submit the final copy.

You know, you have a real knack for
making people lose their resolve.

May I think it over for a few days?

Go ahead.

Thank you for dinner.

Life becomes difficult
if you think too much.

Don't take too long
to give me an answer.

I won't.

But you know, you become stupid
if you don't think.

And you trend.

I'll call you.

Bye.

Hello, sir.

I made him an offer he can't refuse.

Don't worry, sir.

Mayor Kang hasn't decided
on the parceling out of Techno Town.

Who's Sam Soo's sub?

How about Lee Yoo Kyung?

She has a good resume,

she's smart,
and comes from a wealthy family.

Put her on the Prosecutors' Office.

We need a card of our own too.

I'm worried about Sam Soo
now that he's unemployed.

Hey. Don't you know his nickname?

It's Survivor Park.

Survivor Park?

He said so himself,

that he's the best survivor
after cockroaches.

Anyway, you should join Legal News.

Isn't that only for
senior journalists?

No, it isn't only for
senior journalists.

It's only for the best.

Hello, Mr. Kim Kang Woo.

You blast the air conditioner there,
right?

Gosh. Even cold water
turns warm in minutes here.

Kim Byung Dae from Daeseok
wants to see me?

Why?

Hello.

With which attorney
do you have an appointment?

With Kim Kang Woo.

Please come this way.

I'm so swamped with work.
I work past midnight every night.

So do I, but it still brings in
no money.

- Sir.
- Nice to meet you.

Park Tae Yong, the man who wrote
a new page in legal history.

I've really wanted to meet you.

It's such an honor
to meet you like this, sir.

Show him around the office.

Yes, sir. I'll see you later
at the restaurant.

Okay.

See you later.

Yes, sir.

We use the 5th floor
to the 10th floor.

Each attorney gets a secretary,
an assistant,

and a driver.

You've succeeded. Lucky you.

You should join us.

Mr. Kim will talk to you about it.

Okay.

Please.

Our law firm
plans to create a foundation...

to run a public interest
legal clinic.

Even a big law firm like us...

should protect the weak
and serve the public good.

That's a great idea.

This is delicious.

We'd like to bring you on board
as the CEO of the clinic.

Me... Me?

You know the position
of the weak better than anyone.

What do you say?

So... Can you join us?

I am currently working on two cases.
The Samjung three-man murder...

and a case in which a child
murdered his father.

It would be nice
if you could close those cases.

Can't I bring them
to the legal clinic?

That won't work.

It would be nice if you could
hand them off to another lawyer.

Especially if that Samjung retrial
hasn't begun yet,

why don't you look into
alternative options?

Well... Alternative options?

Rather than dragging it out
with a complicated trial,

you can settle it financially.

I can make the arrangements for you.

The salary isn't that high.

Maybe about 70,000 dollars?

You'll be reimbursed
for all your expenses.

Yes, Mr. Mayor.
I think it'll be resolved well. Yes.

So you have to keep entrusting
Seoul's legal matters to Daeseok.

Thank you, sir. Okay.

Good night.

Darn it.

Hey. Sun Min. Wake up.

Wake up.

What is it?

What? Is something wrong?

Your big brother got an offer
from the top firm in the country.

Annual salary of 70,000 dollars.

- Aren't I cool?
- 7000...

- 70,000 dollars?
- Yes.

Oh my gosh, that's so great.

You don't make even half that
right now.

I know. We can send Jae Yun
to piano school...

and Yi Yun to taekwondo.

They don't cost much.
I'll take care of them.

Awesome.

I was worried that the landlord
may raise our deposit.

I'm so glad.

I make good money, so don't worry.

These little runts.

- Go back to sleep.
- Okay. Good night.

This is Park Sam Soo.
He's a reporter.

I know you're surprised,

but I don't think he's a bad person.

Either I am or I'm not.
What's with "I don't think he is"?

Anyway, I hope you get along well.

You're missing your front teeth.

What happened?

They fell out.

How?

Some punk in prison gave me lip,

so I socked him.

Then he hit me twice...

and knocked out my teeth.

That must have hurt.

I hurt the other guy more.

His nose was bleeding like mad.

You should get your teeth fixed.

I don't have the money!

Well, okay. Please eat.

- Please eat.
- Yes.

Can we talk?

Please eat.

(Jeonju Cuisine)

Why didn't you tell me that
they're developmentally disabled?

Why? Does that matter?

You've never met a developmentally
disabled person before?

Maybe I'm used to seeing people
like that, but it doesn't affect me.

I'm not prejudiced!

You know how it is.

It's about balance. Composition.

Okay. Balance. What about it?

If they were framed,

the perps are probably all judges
and prosecutors from top schools.

What about it? What?

I, the S grad, am the most educated
on our side.

We don't compare.

It needs at least
some sort of balance.

Have faith in me.

I'm the People's Lawyer.

This man is driving me insane.

Are you a cult leader?

Why does a lawyer
always demand faith?

Seriously.

He really lacks faith.

According to Article 420
of the Penal Procedure Code...

on the reopening of procedures,
of criminal procedure on retrials...

Gosh. More noodles. Thank you.

Anyway, according to
the laws of criminal procedure,

we can get a retrial...

if we have new and clear evidence
supporting your innocence.

Mr. Park. You're making it
way too complicated.

You have zero sense.

Based on records we've obtained,

there is a confession
by the real killer.

Take a look.

Mr. Park. You ordered more meat?

Rich people sure are different.

No, I didn't. I didn't order more.

Sir. We didn't order more.

It's on the house. Please enjoy.

I don't know what you people do,

but it looks like
you're doing a good deed.

Anyway, thank you.

- Thank you.
- Please enjoy.

Mr. Park. If we get a retrial,

will those detectives from before
be there too?

Of course. I'm going to
call them all as witnesses.

I... I don't want to do it then.

- What do you mean?
- Well...

Last time,

they beat me up so badly.

I'm scared of seeing them again.

Look at Mr. Park's face.

We have this scary-looking man
on our side.

Don't be scared.
They're no match for us.

Is that a compliment?

Are you two scared too?

Rather than dragging it out
with a complicated trial,

you can settle it financially.

If you don't want a trial,

you can also settle it financially.

As your attorney,

I'll do as you say.

You treat your clients so kindly.

You explain the law in detail...

and speak to them politely
all the time.

All my clients are struggling.

There's something I noticed.

With poor, uneducated people,
everyone seems to cut corners...

without explaining anything
properly.

Discrimination already begins there.

Then why did you mention
a settlement to them...

instead of following procedures?

They're struggling.

A retrial can take years.

Still, we haven't even started yet.

Do you want to do this
with me or not?

Can you bring me a philanthropist?

Is it that again?

It's not that I want to do this.

But the victims can barely
support themselves.

I often pay out of pocket
instead of getting paid any fees.

I'm not doing this for my own good.

All we need is a philanthropist
who is kind, righteous, and rich.

You just have to write a story
about me.

I have a great idea.

Mr. Park, never settle.

- What is it?
- Those three men.

I suddenly have this strong feeling.

I smell these things
incredibly well.

Be specific.

Another person's sorrow and anger.

Nothing is more profitable
than that.

To make readers open their wallets,
make them cry.

The restaurant owner from earlier
even gave us free food...

because we were doing a good thing.

Gosh.

Me and my animal instinct.

It's just extraordinary.

I borrowed money
from a homeless man.

Don't you feel sorry for me?

The lonely fight
of a high school graduate lawyer...

to help the three men
despite hardships.

I should be the centerpiece,
not the three men.

Write about me,
and a philanthropist will show up.

Are you sleeping? Really?

In this situation?

(Prosecutor Jang Yoon Suk)

(Samjung District Prosecutors'
Office, Prosecutor Jang Yoon Suk)

I'm so sorry I can't drive.

It's late. Hurry up and go home.

Mr. Park.

Please keep
the Samjung case progress...

a secret.

No one is interested in that case
except you.

I'm sorry.

Be on time. You're a professional.

Thank you.

I asked to meet here because there
are eyes everywhere at the office.

This is nice.

Any progress?

Don't ask that.
You're a professional.

Mr. Park.

I'm saying this out of concern.

Don't do that.

I haven't even started yet.
Don't be so scared.

Didn't you see
the homeless girl case?

How fast was it forgotten?

If it had been a political issue,
it would have become a big deal.

Even better
if the girl's parents were rich.

I'm from a poor family,
just like you.

I only realized this
after entering this world.

These people are no joke.

You and high school graduate
Park Tae Yong can't beat them.

So don't do that. Just don't.

What if I create a huge scandal?

I think it'll be pretty lucrative.

Just be a mortician. It suits you.

The company is paying you.
Why say no to that?

Are you still on the Samjung case?

I'm thinking whether I should
go after that case,

or become a mortician
and write obituaries.

Yoon Suk.

How did you know
I want to become a mortician?

Not many people know that.

And I don't remember telling you.

Hey, there's nothing
a prosecutor doesn't know.

You're right.

Anyway, please deliver this
to your father-in-law.

Mr. Park, go hit the sauna.

Thank you.

While you sweat in the sauna,

give that a read.

After reading that,
you'll totally be able...

to picture me searching for oil...

under the blazing African sun,
burning with passion.

Your father-in-law's writing skills
are surprisingly good.

He has an artistic sensitivity.

- I'll be going.
- Okay.

("The Agonizing Days of My Youth
in the African Sandstorm")

How's the company doing these days?

Haven't they given up
on Techno Town yet?

I only started covering
the prosecution recently.

Are you asking me
to be an informant?

Hey, nothing in this world is free.

I bought you the shoes, remember?

Mayor Kang is extremely sly.

He's weighing us
against Daejin Daily.

He even came in for an interview
the other day.

I was baffled, so I took a picture
with him as evidence.

- Thank you, Mr. Mayor.
- Thank you so much.

- Please write a good story.
- Can we take a picture together?

Sure, let's do that.

- Thank you.
- I want a picture too.

Kimchi.

Internet newspapers have it good.

There's never a lack of space.

You can publish every word I say.

Sometimes, it seems like
you don't even change a word.

But Daejin Daily edits out
most of my words.

Gosh.

Today, you can say anything
you want to say.

We'll publish everything,
word for word.

Well... Don't you think
the president's office is too small?

You should move to a bigger place.

We'd love to.

Now, what was his name again?
Sam Soo?

The reporter
who used to clean up after me.

Is he doing well?

Well, yes.

If nothing else,

he was great at cleaning
after the dogs. I'll give him that.

No one could smell anything
afterward.

He sure is something.

You're right.

- Hey, over here!
- Hurry up!

Hello.

Did you eat, ma'am?

Can you stop speaking so formally?
It makes me uncomfortable.

You may be young,
but you're my client.

Of course, I should speak formally.

But since it's my client's request,
I'll speak informally.

Guys, did you eat yet?

No? You must be hungry.

It's hot.

- Oh, my.
- You're the best.

Are you filthy rich?

Can you get us
some kimchi and soda too?

No problem. Hey, buy everything.
Buy everything you want.

- Unbelievable.
- You must be really rich.

- Do you like eggs?
- No.

You don't?

Sir, your card is maxed out.

- Gosh.
- No way.

- What is this?
- That's impossible.

Try with this.

Gosh, the magnetic strip is damaged.

- Enjoy, guys.
- Let's eat.

You already ride a motorbike?
Are you close to those kids?

Why? What's wrong with my friends?

I didn't say that.
I used to ride a motorbike a lot.

I flunked out of high school too.

I'm not going to high school.

Why not?

I killed my father.

What kind of school would accept me?

One-seventh of my clients
are murderers.

I mean, they somehow ended up
killing someone.

Overcome by a sudden rage...

What do you take me for?

No! Stop!

You little brat...

Hit her again, and I might kill you.

Tae Yong, don't speak that way
to your father.

Tae Yong, stop.

- What do you think you're doing?
- Don't.

You jerk. How dare you
glare at your dad like that?

Stop it!

Stop it!

I'll do whatever it takes
to keep you out of jail,

so go to high school.

Who are you to tell me what to do?

Hey. High school is awesome!

That's why I did it twice.

Also, who knows?

There may be lots of kids
who will hang out with you there.

Have you even gone before?
Talk after you have.

Let me know if you go to Gangneung.
I want to go too.

Why would I? You can't drive
and will sleep the entire way.

Let's go up and have some makgeolli.

May I ask you something?

What?

(Law Office of Park Tae Yong)

You know,

when we went to Samjung,

why did you suddenly bring up
settling?

It's nothing new for a lawyer
to bring up settling.

Then you shouldn't serve them
the complaint for the retrial.

You shouldn't have
served it to them.

What's your point?
What do you want to know?

They're trying to buy you, right?

You said you'll become a mortician.

Why do you care?

I'm a sicko.

I can't stand
to watch others succeed.

The clients make all the decisions.

We will settle
if that's what they want.

Who proposed the settlement?

I'm sure there are more than one
perpetrators.

You're asking in such detail.

Did Jang Yoon Suk tell you
to find out...

how it's going?

You can't ask a reporter
who his source is.

Reporter? As if.
Aren't you unemployed right now?

I am.

But some jerks...

keep poking at this poor
and unemployed man's heart.

Did Jang Yoon Suk say he'll fill...

that unemployed heart with
cash if you bring back information?

Mr. Park. I'm just fact-checking.

I'm cross-checking the facts.

I wonder if the jerk enticing you...

and the jerk tempting me...

are one and the same.

Is that Jang Yoon Suk?

Take it. It's fine.

There's no sign.

Come to Unit 201.

Who was that?

Guess.

- Hi. Come in.
- Hi.

(Law Office of Park Tae Yong)

Hello.

I'm Reporter Lee Yoo Kyung.

Hello.

I'm Park Tae Yong.

My office is so shabby.

You should've said we were
expecting a guest! I didn't clean.

Why would you clean?
What has gotten into you?

We have a guest.

My gosh.

I said I didn't want dried squid.

- It stinks.
- She's my junior.

Well... Please have a seat.

What...

You have a great junior colleague.

You should've told me.
I would've been good to you.

You are very different
from Mr. Park.

What's so great about her?
I taught her everything she knows.

You'll be shocked once you see
what I've brought.

What is it?

A contract...

between the city of Seoul
and Daeseok for legal services.

Brief us.

When Mayor Kang was a CEO,

he was famous for being innovative
and growing his company.

Daeseok will be the city's exclusive
legal counsel...

to represent them in all conflicts
and disputes.

And that amount...

is a whopping
30 million dollars a year.

You've improved so quickly...

after learning from me.

I didn't learn from you.

From whom did you learn?

This looks like a very important
piece of information.

People are born with instincts.

This can't be learned.

Sure, you're born with them.

But why did you suddenly
dig into Daeseok?

Okay. I'll zoom in on the photo.

Look carefully.
See who's in the back.

Okay, who is it? Who is it?

Who is it?

Kim Byung Dae from Daeseok
wants to see me?

Yes, that's correct.

Yes.

Park Tae Yong, the man who wrote
a new page in legal history.

Especially if that Samjung retrial
hasn't begun yet,

why don't you look into
alternative options?

Why is Kim Kang Woo
with Mayor Kang Chul Woo?

Why, do you think?

- I remember now!
- What?

Those rats!

Exactly!

(Delayed Justice)

Pressure the law firm Daeseok
to sway Mr. Park.

Use the president of News and New
to sway Sam Soo.

What are you doing?

Get up!

My dad's coming!

Why? He never even calls.

- You're not wearing socks.
- My cuticles are dry.

Let's deal with
the urgent matter first.

It was no big deal.
Why is he working so hard?

Please find the 16-year-old girl,

Jung Myung Hee, not guilty.