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(theme music)

(ominous music)

(Z groaning)

(stuttering) Moon, d... Watching... Ah...

(groaning)

(ominous music)

Sing more...

Properly.

(whimpering)

(singing) ♪ O... of the city, putting them together ♪

♪ Putting them together, The sound of the city, pack ♪

♪ Hugging them, hugging them Hugging them ♪

♪ Ah, the sound of the city The sound of the city... ♪

(Z groans)

(wheezes)

(grunts)

(indistinct singing)

(breathes deeply)

(indistinct singing continues)

JINSEOP: Do you want to stop me?

(Z sobbing)

"Then, come here alone.

If you're late..."

WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 29, 2021

THEN COME HERE ALONE IF YOU'RE LATE

JINSEOP: This man will also become a part of my collection.

(foreboding music)

(rough breathing)

(Z wailing)

(Z singing indistinctly)

You. You're being too loud.

(singing) ♪ I'm a little sad, the sound of the ci ♪

I'll kill him.

(breathing shakily)

That son of a bitch.

(grunts)

(clatters in distance)

THUG: Are you sure?

STUDENT 1: Hey, hurry up and tell him.

(whimpering) Tha...

that old man over there, and we met...

Son of a bitch, why didn't you move? Shit!

(panting)

(sighs)

FUTURE RESOURCE SCRAPYARD

(dog barks)

Could Z really still be alive?

(sighing)

He'll keep him alive until he kills me. It's me that he wants.

Then I'll go too.

You too?

I wanna see him dead, too.

(sighs) All right.

DONGSOO: Irang.

(ominous music)

How did they know we're here?

(cell phone vibrates)

(gasps)

IRANG: What is it?

THUG (on cell phone): Get over here in 15 minutes, or the old man dies.

DONGSOO: My boss is... (breathes shakily)

(gasping)

If you turn left at the end of the hallway,

there's some stairs leading outside.

(breathing shakily)

Let's go.

I'll take care of things here, so go ahead. Hurry.

Will you be okay?

Worried? I'm a tough cookie.

(shouts) Go!

(breathing shakily)

(ominous music)

(door rattles)

(ominous music)

(exhales deeply)

(Minsook exhales)

IRANG: Over here.

What brings you here?

Are you here for the group tour?

What's this mouse squeaking?

May I see your tickets?

(grunts, chuckles) Damn bitch talks too fucking much.

(electricity crackles)

(gasps mockingly) Look at this bitch!

-(electricity crackles) -(strained moan)

THUG 1: Hey!

THUG 2: Hey! Stop right there!

Stop!

(ominous music)

(sighs deeply)

(vomits)

(groaning)

(plops)

(breathes deeply)

(groaning)

(breathes deeply)

(exhales deeply)

(continues breathing deeply)

(gasps)

(foreboding music)

(breathes deeply)

(exhale deeply)

(panting)

(exhales deeply)

WHY DOES IT FEEL LIKE WE'RE ONE, FROM THE VERY BEGINNING?

I DON'T DISLIKE THE FAMILIARITY, BUT IT DOESN'T FEEL GOOD EITHER.

FEELS LIKE SHIT.

(ominous music)

(breathes rapidly)

(panting)

(man groaning)

(breathes shakily)

-Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, sir! -(man groaning)

(whimpering)

(shouts)

(rattles)

(grunts)

(thug breathes rapidly)

(grunts)

We can't keep getting owned by those faggots.

If even the smallest thing goes wrong, we'll both end up dead. Choose wisely.

There's no turning back now.

(sighs)

THUG 1: What do we do with the old man?

THUG 2: What do you think? Just kill him.

-(whimpering) -(Dongsoo sniffs)

(grunts)

(man groaning)

(thug 2 grunts)

-(Dongsoo groans) -Damn it...

(Dongsoo grunts)

(thug 2 groans)

(breathes rapidly)

(both grunt)

(groans)

(grunts)

(breathes deeply)

(choking)

(panting)

(breathes shakily)

(buzzing)

(grunts)

(screaming)

-(breathes shakily) -(whimpering)

(grunting)

(groaning)

(gasps)

(inhales deeply)

(shaky breathing)

(shouts)

(groans)

(whimpering)

Sir.

(panting)

(whimpering) Monster...

(breathes shakily)

KID: Monster.

(pained moan)

Mo... monster!

I'm not!

(breathes shakily)

(grunts)

(groans)

(speaking shakily) You... bastard! Monster!

(wailing)

(groans)

(pants)

(screaming)

(breathes shakily)

(gasping)

(groans)

(breathes deeply)

MINSOOK: Geez, this... this bitch, this...

You cunt, you've been snooping on us all along.

Who are you? Huh?

Who put you up to this? Tell me.

You think I did this just because someone put me up to it?

(scoffs)

You do know what we do, right?

Do you really want us to gouge your eyes out,

rip out your organs, give you a horrible death?

Answer the question.

I wouldn't be playing around like this

while my colleague is dying if I were you. Huh?

Huh?

Hey, what are you talking about?

Kang Woojin.

Woojin?

Yeah, you guys had him tail Oh Jinseop.

He's dead.

-You bitch... -(groans)

Aw, damn it. (grunts)

Argh, fuck.

Hey, don't get ahead of yourself, now.

(groans)

Ah, shit...

EUNPYO: Hey, what did you just say?

(breathes deeply)

Say it again.

This time, it'll be your head.

(Irang scoffs)

Did you know... (breathes roughly)

...that Oh Jinseop is the corpse art killer?

He's a killer?

(scoffs)

Yeah, stupid.

(inhales deeply)

Oh Jinseop

killed Kang Woojin too.

You, check on it and bring back Oh Jinseop.

Yes, sir.

I'll believe it when I see it.

Where's that eyeball we've been looking for?

(snickers)

(grunting)

Huh?

(grunting continues)

Hey, hey, hey, what's up with you? Huh?

(groans)

(breathes deeply)

(exhales deeply)

Monster.

"Monster"?

(laughs)

You're a Connect, huh?

A Connect!

You're a walking paycheck!

So what are you gonna do?

Is that why you've been spying on us?

Cause you think we've caught your friends?

Right?

EUNPYO: Aw, hell...

(panting)

(grunts)

EUNPYO: Damn...

(shouts)

(both grunt)

(grunts)

(groaning)

Shit.

(grunts)

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

(screaming) What?

Chase her discreetly.

Imagine how many of her kind we could get using her as bait.

We have to catch them all at once.

(chuckles)

(dog barking in distance)

You'll have to find someone else to work for you.

I don't think I can.

I can't come here anymore.

(sighs)

I'm sorry, it's all my fault.

(breathes shakily)

Um, may I borrow your truck?

I'll probably drop them off at a hospital or something,

and I'll come back to return the truck.

(breathes shakily)

(sniffles)

MAN: Dongsoo.

I'll do it.

What?

I'll clean up here. Get to where you're going.

(breathes deeply)

Don't get hurt,

and don't get caught.

Hurry up and go.

Sir...

(inhales deeply)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music continues)

Thank you so much for everything.

(ominous music)

(light music)

DETECTIVE CHOI: The water's not even ankle deep,

so there's no way the body could have floated down here.

So this must be where he was killed and discarded.

His driver's license confirms his name is Kang Woojin.

The first witness statements and reports will be written up

and sent as soon as we're done investigating the crime scene.

Huh? There's a camera here.

Oh, send it over quick and get the data checked.

DONGSOO: For all a Connect's amazing abilities,

ultimately, you just end up losing those dear to you.

IRANG: Is that what you think?

If I hadn't interfered...

Z wouldn't have been attacked.

Z only got mixed into this because he approached first.

You did nothing wrong.

(sighs)

Maybe if we'd met through music,

we could've been friends.

(groans)

I've been hiding who I am all my life because I'm different.

But there are things that only I can do.

DONGSOO (shouting): Detective!

(breathes shakily)

I'm the only one who knows the faces of the kids he's gonna kill.

I got carried away, thinking

I'd do anything to save other people.

(Dongsoo whimpering)

(gulps)

I shouldn't have done that.

(Irang sighs)

Get a grip!

You were willing to become an arsonist to save a bunch of kids.

That's...

You're not the one to blame. That bastard is.

Ha Dongsoo,

do you hate that you have a superior body

that doesn't die after getting stabbed with a knife, unlike everyone else?

(ominous music)

(groans)

(both grunt)

(laughs)

IRANG A new type of human, born as the freak of the century.

Connect is the neo-human.

(grunting)

(groans)

(exhales deeply)

It's only right to call the others old-humans.

The old-humans either fear us and call us monsters,

or try to possess our bodies.

You've agonized over your ability and lived in hiding.

You probably want to keep it that way.

But I'm different.

Once I found out I was a Connect and started gathering information,

I learned about how extraordinary we all are.

(sighs)

If the world can't accept us, we need to change it.

We have to conquer the world and rule over it.

Rule over it?

A superior race of evolved humans ruling over the world is the right thing.

Will that even work? Just you and me?

It's not just the two of us.

There are other Connects?

You'll meet them soon.

(groaning)

(breathes shakily)

(retches)

DONGSOO (over ringtone): ♪ Colorful junk ♪

♪ Hugging them ♪

♪ And putting them together ♪

♪ That is my sound ♪

NIGH

(shaky breathing)

DONGSOO (over ringtone): ♪ When it becomes quiet ♪

♪ I feel a little sad ♪

♪ Feels like I'm thrown out of the city ♪

11 AT NIGHT

The meeting location and time have changed.

(breathes shakily)

I have to go save Z

and get my right eye back.

Make sure to end him.

What about you?

I have a prior engagement.

Whoever finishes first should call the other.

DETECTIVE PARK: I understand.

(Detective Choi clears throat)

Oh, the memory chip data from the camera

found in the irrigation channel has been recovered,

-and it's loaded in the computer. -Oh, yeah?

-Yes, sir. Kyunghun. -Sir.

-Play it. -Yes, sir.

It's up, sir.

(Detective Choi clears throat)

(ominous music)

It's all Oh Jinseop.

Yes.

-But, you know... -Yeah.

If you look at the dates here, wasn't he being stalked

while the corpse art murders were taking place?

(sighs)

Oh, and there was an anonymous call earlier.

Yeah.

Ever heard of that famous artist, Z?

Yeah, I have.

(tongue clicks)

(sighing) He's been abducted.

Abducted?

Yes, the caller was struck with something before she could see the assailant's face,

but what she heard the abductor say "stealing someone else's song,"

before she fell unconscious.

(sighs deeply)

Ha Dongsoo, Oh Jinseop...

This is a proper storm.

(siren lightly blares)

(car approaching)

DONGSOO (over ringtone): ♪ High-hanging metal ♪

♪ Low-hanging leaf ♪

♪ When they bump ♪

♪ And rub against each other ♪

♪ The sound of the city... ♪

(Dongsoo pants)

♪ Colorful junk, hugging them... ♪

(gasping)

(foreboding music)

(Jinseop breathes deeply)

(rattles)

(smoke hisses)

(gasps sharply)

(hisses)

(choking)

(choking continues)

(grunts)

(gagging)

(Dongsoo groans)

(choking)

(Dongsoo grunting)

(heartbeats)

(gagging)

(foreboding music)

(inhales deeply)

(heartbeats rapidly)

(beeping)

Why is he moving so fast all of a sudden?

Is he in a car?

(ominous music)

DONGSOO (over ringtone): ♪ High-hanging metal ♪

♪ low-hanging leaf ♪

♪ When they bump ♪

♪ And rub against each other ♪

♪ The sound of the city ♪

♪ Colorful junk... ♪

(muffled voice)

Are you awake?

Corpse art killer...

I wasn't going to name it anything silly, but people seem to like it.

Why are you taking this so far? Is killing people that fun?

People are destined to die, aren't they?

Immortality isn't an option,

and the only thing humans can choose is how they die.

That's it.

That's how I've always thought of it.

They say you're sick.

You're gonna die soon, too.

Well, thanks to that, I had an epiphany,

and decided to have a beautiful death while creating beautiful things.

You can die on your own. Why drag other people into it?

No man is an island.

Animal or plant, everything devours everything else.

If beauty belongs to life and the living,

what's so wrong about a life consuming another?

You really are a freak.

(chuckles slightly)

Honestly, before meeting you,

I was bored with everything besides killing.

But you're bored too with that immortal body of yours.

That's why you care so much about other people dying, no?

(chuckles)

(grunting)

(panting) Argh, damn it!

(groaning)

Is it a coincidence that you appeared in my life?

Or is it fate?

You can take that fate and shove it.

Why did I receive your eye for transplant?

It was a mistake made by organ-trafficking fucks.

Purely by chance.

If I took every part of your body, can I call it mine?

Is it "you"?

Or is it "me"?

Or should we call it "we"?

(grunting)

Stop spewing nonsense and get out of my head!

(breathes deeply)

(grunting)

(foreboding music)

(panting)

(ominous music)

(closing theme music)