Original subtitles

Do you see the criminals behind me?

In 2016, South Korea and the Philippines

announced that they would cooperate in police investigations.

Today at 4:00 p.m., nearly a year later, the first extraditees arrived.

Forty-seven Korean criminals who had fled to the Philippines to avoid prosecution

were flown in via chartered flight for the first time.

As it is a heavily trafficked hour, police assigned a convoy,

including the SWAT team, to prepare for all contingencies...

Jung Dong-pil!

What the?

You bastard!

What? Stop him!

Stop him! Hurry!

Fucking asshole!

That money was my blood and tears!

Let's end this.

You and me both!

Stop him!

Die!

Korean inmates arrested in the Philippines

are set to depart the Manila Terminal on a cargo ship at 5:00 p.m.

They will arrive two days later at 7:00 p.m. at the Busan Port.

In light of the first extradition in 2017,

when a bomb killed 7 officers and left around 30 travelers injured,

police are taking precautions

and will be using a cargo ship to deliver the criminals

to a cargo terminal that civilians cannot access.

With the help of the Busan Port Authority,

police have secured the 58,000-ton freighter Frontier Titan

as the transport vessel.

Accompanying the inmates on board will be more than 20 detectives,

all with more than ten years on the force.

Among the inmates being extradited are two Red Notice fugitives...

I thought our mission was classified.

Yes, sir.

It's on the news.

-Here they come! -Stop. Okay.

How are you, sir?

Grab your inmates!

-Come out! -Hurry up!

Get up.

Hold on.

Hurry and get up.

That's why I told you to free my feet!

-Get up. -Okay, fine.

Hurry up and go.

-Where is he? -Over there.

-Go. -Hurry up.

Let's go.

Keep moving.

Get your fucking hands off me!

You come here.

Move.

-I'm going. Don't touch. -Come this way.

This place fucking reeks of shit!

Come here, asshole.

Fucking disgusting.

"Lee Do-il. Red Notice."

All clear.

-All aboard. -All aboard.

You must have nine lives.

Thought you'd be dead by now.

Your daughter's quite a piece of ass now.

Jong-du.

You twisted little fuck. This ain't a field trip.

Watch your attitude.

-Be quiet! - I told you to shut it.

I saw her picture.

Got me hard as fuck.

You motherfucker.

This is fucking police brutality!

Shut up.

-This isn't right! -1 said shut up!

Know your fucking place,

and behave, you asshole!

This asshole needs to be taught a lesson. You never fucking change.

Why is it so windy?

-You fucker. -Sir, please.

-Stop it. Are you crazy? -I'm not going. This is bullshit.

-Come here. -Get your fucking hands off me!

-You piece of shit. -I'm sorry, sir.

It's already a mess.

I hope nothing happens...

-Detective. -What?

Who are those people?

That's the doctor and the nurse.

Looks like every Korean criminal is in the Philippines.

The doctor from the police hospital canceled,

so I spent all of yesterday

-calling local doctors. It's crazy. -I'm regretting this already.

Why did I volunteer?

Let go. Let me go!

You're going to kill the kid.

I'm going to rip your mouth off, you asshole.

Fine. Just let go.

The fuck are you staring at?

-All aboard! -All aboard!

Move, you bastard. Come on.

Welcome aboard.

Let's go.

Hurry up, asshole.

-Keep moving up there. -Hey, be quiet.

This way.

Quiet!

Yes, sir.

Quiet.

What is this?

-Who are you? -Who are you people?

Hey!

Attention.

Attention!

I'll keep it simple.

I'm the head of Special Operations.

Starting now, my team will be taking over all operations on the Frontier Titan

and the criminal transport from the Philippines.

So all of you can leave through that door.

Right now.

Excuse me, you can't just storm in here and kick us out.

I've never received that order.

I'm giving it to you now.

Ten minutes.

Get the VTOS interface on screen and set everything up.

-Yes, sir! -Yes, sir!

Step aside.

"Project Wolf Hunting." How tacky.

This is driving me nuts.

Stop pushing.

No plane for you, fuck face.

Don't overreact, dipshit.

-Let's be civil, shall we? -Shut up, asshole.

You'll give us masks before we get off, right?

Go inside.

Do you have to be so rough?

Ko Gun-bae.

You are under arrest for murder, committed on April 23rd, 2013.

Under international law,

you are now in Korean territory and no longer in the Philippines.

Mr. Park Jong-du.

You're under arrest

as of 4:20 p.m. September 12th,

under Article 250...

Two, seven, eleven...

For 13 counts of murder and conspiracy to murder.

Also Article 301 for rape...

Excuse me, detective.

I'm sorry, but I have shoddy ankles.

-If you could just undo these shackles... -Sit down. You're exaggerating.

Mr. Ko Soo-cheol.

Under Article 261, 17 counts of collective violence...

No wonder Interpol issued a Red Notice. Quite a highlight reel.

Anyway,

you have a right to an attorney and to appeal the charge.

You may also challenge the arrest in court.

Well, fuck me.

Guess we're traveling in style.

What's your problem, bitch?

Do you even know who I am?

Let go!

Hey!

Go easy, girl. I have sensitive skin!

Choi Myung-ju, you are under arrest under Article 250

for the murder of your husband and in-laws...

RESTRICTED AREA

Listen up!

You will get two meals and one bathroom trip per day.

Due to safety, you'll only get toothpaste and no toothbrush.

That's bullshit.

-Fuck this shit! -Who the fuck does he think he is?

I've seen too many bastards like you to give a damn about inmate rights.

There are no security cameras here.

So,

if you want a safe return to the cherished motherland,

don't try anything funny,

and let's all go quietly.

Remember, we're on a boat. There's nowhere to run.

Thanks for waiting, Captain.

All set for departure.

Copy. We'll be on our way once we get the clearance from VTS.

Copy.

Remember your working shift hours and the emergency manual.

Don't let them out of your sight for a single moment until we arrive.

You all know what happened during the first transport.

Never let your guard down.

Understood?

-Yes, sir! -Yes, sir!

KOREAN COAST GUARD BUSAN VESSEL TRAFFIC SERVICE CENTER

Hello, Captain. This is the special control room in Busan.

Please keep your VHF on Channel 16 at all times.

NBDP coming in loud and clear.

I've contacted the MRCCs in the Philippines and Taiwan.

The Ship Security Alert System is up and running.

Frontier Titan.

Currently 5:00 p.m. in the Philippines. Departing on schedule.

It's being undocked as we speak.

Five, six...

Did I bring too many?

I don't think they'll even be used.

Two, four...

There we go. Right.

-Doctor! -Yes.

Did you happen to bring any booze?

No, I don't drink.

Bummer.

I need a cold beer to get a good night's sleep.

What should I do?

It's been five weeks since I left home.

My youngest has probably forgotten what I look like.

Why do we have to do this for them?

Jeez.

Quit complaining. You're just making it harder for yourself.

It's like feeding them at the station. It's not your first time.

The perps have it better than any of us.

They're fed, sheltered, and get a free boat ride.

Damned bastards.

I know you're all tired and on edge.

But let's just suck it up. It's just three more days.

-You should get some shut-eye, sir. -Right.

We'll make the rounds.

Okay.

I'm off.

Good evening.

You're the doctor, right?

Yes.

We were about to bring you some food.

No, I can get it myself.

-I'm leaving. -Yes, sir.

Get some to Da-yeon and Su-jin. They don't even get relief.

Oh, right.

Thank you both for your help.

See you later, boss.

-Okay. -Get some rest.

It's so hot.

Yes, sir.

Dead slow.

Dead slow!

And we're on our way.

-Let's eat, fellas. -Thank you.

You brought ours too, right?

-Of course. -I knew it.

Thanks for everything.

Sorry for the trouble.

Make sure you don't miss anyone.

-Yes, sir! -Yes, sir!

What a noise.

Move your hands.

Jeez...

Knees up.

Knees up, shithead.

You're smiling?

Fucking psycho.

Here you go.

Here.

Get your knees up.

Knees.

I'm thirsty too.

Fine.

I'm hungry too.

Let's eat.

Shall we?

Excuse me.

How do you do?

I brought some food and a few other things.

Something in his mouth...

So I just need to inject the anesthetic?

Don't be so nosy.

Just do your job and get out.

Current latitude 18° 06".

Longitude 119° 38".

Speed is twelve knots.

We are smooth sailing.

Soon entering international waters.

Current weather?

Torrential rain warning issued up to the East China Sea.

A projected 30mm per hour.

Wind speed 13.5m per second. Sea state 4.

Shouldn't be too bad.

Just keep an eye on the sea state.

Any explosives in the containers?

No, sir. Just calcium chloride, iron ore, and cement.

Frontier Titan will be entering international waters in seven minutes.

It's been 12 years already!

We heard Gator was back on the streets slinging meth.

So we patrolled and staked out fucking nonstop.

Finally caught him after two weeks.

Sir,

you know where I got him?

You know that basking area?

What?

Basking, like street performers. They sing and dance.

They play their little instruments.

You mean busking?

Yes! Basking.

I caught him there.

They sound out of control, but I guess they're artistic.

Don't get me started.

But he had nothing on him.

-No phone, no nothing. -Okay.

So I asked him,

"Where's your phone and your stuff?”

Said he left it back home in his bathroom.

-A bathroom? -Yes.

So I followed.

The bastard slowly opens the door

-and takes out a knife from behind. -Right.

Three of us, including me.

You'll know when you see it.

So, shall I show my hand first?

Whatever.

Here we go. Ta-da!

Three of a kind.

Did I shock you? This is all mine.

Ta-da. Straight.

What?

Shove that three-of-a-kind up your ass.

Damn it.

You really had a straight?

How did you know?

Are you guys cheating?

[t was three of us.

He was just swinging blindly, trying to get any one of us.

He was swinging like this.

Like a madman.

You got shanked?

It's been three years and it still aches.

That's what you're crying about?

You're being a little baby.

Hey, see this?

What? I don't see anything.

Right here. That's 30 stitches.

No way that's 30.

See that?

Right over here on my side.

That's exactly 30 stitches.

Sounds like you did nothing but get stabbed.

I'm out of fucking luck.

- I haven't slept and my shift's next. -My neck hurts.

-I'm so tired. -Why'd you want to play cards?

You're the one who wanted...

Fuck.

What?

What is that?

Dumbass.

I told you to hide the gun. What are you looking at?

-What's he saying? -What?

Shit. Somehow my English gets worse when I'm abroad.

Is it just me?

You fucker...

What the fuck?

Who the hell are you bastards?

Fuck.

Get off me!

You piece of shit!

We even had to pull out the doors to get them on board at the last minute.

-Isn't it time for the next shift? -The CEO will flip if he finds out.

It's the police. I'm sure they'll cover it.

-Right? It's the police. -Yes, sir.

Got it. Perfect.

So when is it supposed to rain?

It always messes with my music.

They said at nine o'clock.

But you know they're never right.

-What brings you here? -What is this?

Sir!

You two can steer the ship, right?

-Yes. -Yes.

Turn on the deck lights.

What do you use to call Korea?

That one.

KOREAN COAST GUARD BUSAN VESSEL TRAFFIC SERVICE CENTER

What's this?

What's wrong with this?

Sir, we've lost signal.

What are you talking about?

I've also lost them on the Inmarsat.

What the hell are you saying?

The AIS could be down.

Hurry up and call them on the VHF.

Yes, sir.

What about the security system?

Was it triggered?

No, it wasn't.

There was no emergency signal before they went dark.

VHF is dead too.

Seeing as both AIS and Inmarsat went down at the same time,

this might be more than a mere equipment failure.

Hey, asshole.

Did I ask for your opinion?

Did I, you bastard?

Don't tell me what I already know and find the fucking solution!

Call IMO and ask them to reset the satellite.

Understand?

-Yes, sir! -Yes, sir!

DAILY WORK LOG

This is A-1.

F-1, do you hear me?

What?

Is there something wrong?

There's no signal. Hold on.

This is Lee Da-yeon of A-1.

F-1, are you there?

Captain Lee?

If anyone hears me, please answer.

Answer the poor girl, you motherfuckers.

You're acting like you're the shit. Is this a field trip?

-I'm going to look for Captain Lee. -That radio is always glitching.

Just stay here.

You'll get another earful for leaving your post.

Detective.

Do whatever you want.

Hey, babe.

Can you send back a hunky male detective?

You little...

What a stuck-up bitch.

My neck.

I suggest you shut your trap.

Honey.

My stomach's sending me a signal.

Can I go to the bathroom?

You asleep?

-No, I'm not. -Are we sleeping right away?

No, you fool.

Man, I'm so tired.

Sleeping on the job?

Fuck.

I was just closing my eyes.

Hey.

What are you doing?

I asked you a question.

You bastard, are you out of your mind?

Hey, how did you do this?

-Sorry, I'll put them back on. -How did you--

What?

You little...

Who are you?

What's this?

You motherfuckers!

You bastard!

This shit was killing my mouth.

We think the ship could be in distress.

There could be a distress delay...

Any motion on the radar?

They haven't responded...

Situation on the third floor!

Situation on the third floor!

-Hello, sir! -Hello, sir!

Jong-du.

Get Gun-bae first. He's probably waiting.

Yes, sir.

-Wait. -What?

Give me that.

Whoever's not on the phone

look for satellite photos from the last known location.

Contact China or Japan if you have to.

Do whatever it takes.

And find the damn ship.

So sweet.

One, two, three.

Anybody there?

Please answer me.

A-1.

Don't move.

What are you doing?

I'm the doctor.

I know.

Then why were you down there?

Hey, Da-yeon. What are you doing?

Watch where you wave that thing.

Sorry, sir.

Sorry, Doctor. She's a bit overeager.

Sure.

I was actually looking for you.

Are your radios and phones working?

No, they're all dead. We were going to have them checked.

There's someone up there.

Sir, look up.

What the hell?

Isn't that an axe?

Those bastards.

-This way. -Yes, sir.

Fuck.

Excuse me.

What about me?

-My arms. -Let's go.

Thank you.

-Much appreciated. -Okay.

Thank you.

Now this feels much better.

-Thanks, young man. -You're welcome.

Bless the fucker who granted us this special pardon.

Hey.

Where are the bitches?

That girl cop was kinda cute.

Hey, want to come with me?

Fuck off.

Forget it, asshole.

Fucking loser.

You want to go?

That bitch is mine.

Jong-du!

How come you're always covered in blood every time I see you?

Feels good to shoot again.

Jeez...

Look who it is.

You know him too, right?

He's a fucking celebrity.

Lee Do-il, the sweet-faced, stone-cold killer.

How'd you end up in this shithole?

It's been what, ten years?

You haven't aged a day.

What are you doing?

Can't you see?

We're breaking out. To be free.

You're very welcome by the way, you ungrateful piece of shit.

We're going to Korea. Stay on course.

Don't do anything you'll regret.

You must be fucking crazy.

Anyone here want to go to Korea?

Raise your hand.

I'll gladly smash your face in.

What's going on?

Shit.

You bastard!

Fuck! Do you want to die?

Freeze!

-Detective! -What?

Too loud.

Fucking Gyu-tae. I told him to go easy.

Typical.

He never fucking listens when he just gets overexcited.

Gun-bae, could you go clean up the mess upstairs?

Cleanup again? It cramps my style.

You should go get Myung-ju afterward.

Right, Myung-ju. She must be flipping out.

You know the way to the engine room, right?

Yes.

Follow me if you want.

If you don't...

you're on your own. Fucker.

-I'll go. -Okay.

-Damn, he's dead. I wanted to kill him. -Thank you, sir.

Fuck you.

I really have to go to Korea.

What do I do?

This wasn't how it was supposed to happen.

Fuck!

Shit, my dick is getting hard.

Give up already, you bastard.

Your boys are all dead. What are you planning to do?

Get a fucking clue. Your boys are the ones who are dead!

Jong-du has probably nicely sliced them up by now.

Park Jong-du...

That son of a bitch.

Drop your guns.

Drop them!

Get up.

Fucking bitch.

Da-yeon, get down!

-You okay? -Yes.

-Are you okay? -Yes.

I know you're in shock,

but is there any way to call Korea?

Engine room.

Satellite phone.

Those were gunshots, right?

Don't be ridiculous.

I'm sure they're fixing something.

Where'd you get the beer?

In the galley.

Do you want one?

No, I told you I don't drink.

But where did you go?

I was down...

Wait, that's not important.

Those were definitely gunshots.

On the way back, I saw detectives with their guns out.

If you're so worried, I'll go see what's up.

No! Don't go out!

The ship is teeming with criminals.

I thought doctors were fearless.

I bet you're not popular with women.

-So not my type. -There.

So cowardly.

This can't be happening.

It's fine.

My fortune said I wouldn't die abroad this year.

Pathetic.

Why would anyone not like beer?

Thank you.

We moved them all.

Good job.

I don't have any soju.

At least have a smoke before you move on to the next life.

We had to keep it running at the dock. We had no choice.

-Do you think the tube is busted? -No, it's not.

We'll check once we're in Korea.

It's not like it's causing problems with running the ship.

What?

Hey, you can't be down here! You have to leave.

It's okay.

Don't be scared.

Where's the satellite phone?

E... ECR...

Speak Korean, motherfucker.

The Engine Control Room.

Up there.

You two.

Go destroy it.

You go with them.

Who are...

Sir!

-What the... -What happened?

-Fuck. -Where are the others?

Jung-woo?

Where are the others?

I don't know.

We ran out as soon as we heard shots.

Those scumbags really did it this time.

The lines are all down.

They had it rigged from the get-go.

We were played.

We need to call Korea and let them know.

The engine room.

He said we can call from there.

Why did you bring this guy?

Without me, the ship will stop.

Funny, they said the same thing.

I'm the Chief Engineer.

Whatever.

We're done here. Let's head back up.

Yes.

Your work here is done.

What are you doing?

That's enough.

Park Jong-du, you bastard!

Gyu-tae, that useless fuck.

You can't shoot here! The ship will stop!

This is the engine!

Shut the fuck up.

Are cops allowed to just fucking shoot at anyone?

From now on, it's self-defense, you fucker!

Sir.

I'm not with them!

-Help me! I've killed no one! -Me too!

Hey, kids.

Grab your toys.

-Yes, sir! -Yes, sir!

Goodness, what should I do?

-You're off the clock! -Don't shoot!

Wait, you're still alive?

Freeze!

-Stop now, or else. -You really must have nine lives.

-You bastards! -Drop your guns.

You just won't fucking go down.

-Drop your gun! -Stay the fuck back!

I'll kill you.

-Stay back. -Don't move, you bastard!

-Stop! -Fuck off!

I told you, didn't I? There's nowhere to run.

This fucking dipshit. Who said I was running?

This is my ship now, fucking asshole.

I'll fucking kill you!

You bastard!

You fucker!

You bastard!

-Move, you bastard! -I'm not one of them! Don't shoot!

Step back!

You son of a bitch.

Hands up.

You motherfucker.

-Fuck. -Put your head down.

I said, put your fucking head down!

We're fucked.

Who the fuck are you?

Jong-du! Come on!

Out of my way, fucking brat.

Da-yeon, move!

You fucker!

Die, motherfuckers!

Hey, mag.

Go away!

Fuck!

If this isn't hell,

I don't know what is.

Over here! Hurry!

There's a door!

Come on. This way.

Shoot!

Hurry.

Hurry up!

That prison uniform he had on?

It's not from this era.

I was in prison in Muntinlupa for 30 years.

We need to go to the doctor first.

Right.

Let's go.

Sir.

We have photos from the Taiwanese MRCC.

It's not far from the last known location.

Pull them up.

When's it from?

Thirty minutes ago.

Doesn't look like it's sinking.

Zoom in on the lifeboats.

No damage to the stern or deck.

Where is that? Why is it so bright?

Zoom in on the accommodation.

Fuck me.

I knew those damned inmates would raise hell.

Why were cops on the ship if they weren't going to do anything?

This is what they gobble up tax money for?

Fucking idiots!

CHIEF PYO

Report?

You're funny.

I may have let you experiment on me, but I'm no lackey.

I'm doing what you asked me to. The situation is under control...

Under control?

I don't want to hear it. Let's keep it simple.

You will go there yourself.

To get him?

Me?

The ship is in the middle of the sea.

You must be out of your goddamn mind.

You think the Coast Guard

or the Ministry of National Defense will support this?

There are dozens of inmates on board.

We can't just lift him out by himself.

You're talking nonsense.

You're the one who put him on the ship.

You insisted that we didn't need extra security, Captain Oh.

-We've been doing it your way... -So what the fuck do you want?

I just wanted Alpha to get on board,

not the rest of those violent convicts!

Now all hell has broken loose!

How is that my fault?

You knew this would happen and didn't do shit.

What do you want me to do?

Shut the fuck up!

Listen carefully.

There's a US Navy helicopter in the naval base in front of you.

Stop wasting my time...

and bring Alpha to me right now.

What? Hey, asshole.

Hey!

That fucking...

That annoying cunt.

Shut up, bitch!

Jeez!

-Don't you have manners? -You should knock first.

You've never seen a girl take a shit?

What took you so long?

Gun-bae.

Be honest with me. You forgot about me, didn't you?

Nonsense.

I'm here now. Don't be mad.

Fuck you.

Sis.

How could I not get mad at that hideous mug?

Stop shaking your hands, stupid bitch!

Come on!

You lied about being a certified nail tech, didn't you?

Damn it.

You see this? See that shit?

Fucking hack.

Turn the other way.

I'm surprised there's no bloodbath.

Then I'd have to take a shower. I don't have a change of clothes.

Where do you think you're going, bitch?

Pull this up.

I never wanted those inmates on board!

You voted for it, you bastard!

When?

Hurry!

Why isn't this working?

The water's so cold.

Not scared anymore, I guess.

But why is he sleeping in my room?

Doctor, get up.

I heard something outside.

What is it? Gunshots?

What's with you and gunshots?

It wasn't a gunshot.

It sounded like a scream.

Or something falling.

The lifeboat got unlatched.

But...

how did it get unlatched?

Run away.

Doctor! What's going on?

I don't have time to explain. It's coming after us.

Let me go.

It was right there. Nurse Song...

Why do you keep picking on me?

You have to calm down.

What happened to the nurse?

She's dead.

It's in the sick bay. It was in the engine room before...

I was sure I'd tranquilized...

Tell me straight.

The monster.

His eyes were sewn shut. He's like a corpse.

He had on a uniform like that.

Who is he? Tell me what you know.

I don't know anything.

-I just did as I was told. -Who told you what, asshole?

Aeon Genetics.

They just told me to inject an anesthetic every six hours.

The gig paid well, so I just did what they told me to.

Aeon...

Aeon Genetics?

-The pharmaceutical company? -Yes.

The one that sells vitamins by saying nonsense

like they supposedly make you ten years younger?

Yes.

There were people from the company in the basement.

They'll know everything.

This is too much for me.

Isn't there a first aid kit on the lifeboat?

Yes, but...

The lifeboat...

It's completely smashed.

Fuck me.

Oh, right...

I left some medical supplies in the room in the basement.

You go check. I'll go see if there are any others.

By yourself?

It's too dangerous. I'll go with you.

I'm fine.

It's a crime scene. A detective should be present.

But...

-This way. -What?

Okay. Let's go.

Come on.

Hey, enough primping. Jong-du's waiting in the engine room.

Sweet Jong-du.

He actually hijacked the ship.

He may be a grade-A asshole, but the boy sure is clever, isn't he?

Who are you, you fucker?

Who the fuck are you?

Gun-bae, let's go.

You go.

Let's go!

Hurry!

Wait...

Hurry up, you dumb bitch!

Help!

Let's go.

Hurry!

Wait...

How far are we going?

Hey.

Hold on.

The door shouldn't be open...

What is this place?

Almost there.

We're here.

What is this smell?

What is all this?

Goodness.

Doctor.

What?

Oh, yes. Let's go.

My goodness.

What the hell is this?

Sit here.

My legs...

The bullet just grazed you.

So the wound isn't that deep.

But this will still hurt.

Be gentle, please!

-It's a long cut. It'll need stitches. -Don't you need to be treated?

-I'll need stitches? -Wasn't the wound pretty deep?

It was bleeding a lot.

-Isn't that a stapler? -It's not.

It's going to sting a bit.

There's no anesthetic.

Still,

promise you'll be as gentle as possible.

Sure.

You're exaggerating It'll be over soon, stay still.

If you move, I have to do it again.

That's enough!

Yes, almost done.

It's all in Japanese.

All done. I'll bandage the wound.

It's him. The inmate we saw.

"Name, Kim Han-gyu."

"Born in 1911."

Born in 19117

He's as old as my grandfather.

That doesn't make any sense.

"In 1943, he was forced to join the Japanese army,

fought in the Battle of the Philippines,

lost his arm in battle,

and was detained at a Japanese POW camp on the west side of Mindanao Island.”

"He became a human weapon test subject for the Kemono Project,

in which he showed the best results, earning the AA distinction.”

Human weapon?

Test subject?

-What's that? -I'll do it.

You mean,

he's been alive since the Japanese occupation?

But why was he on this ship?

What the fuck was that?

That fucking ogre.

Hurry up!

Gun-bae, over here!

Gun-bae, get in!

Hurry! Come on!

"Test Subject Alpha."”

"Test Subject Alpha's extreme and indiscriminate violence

can be seen as a side effect of his lobotomy

and the PTSD he developed from exposure to extreme pain."

-Why won't this... -What's going on?

Why isn't this opening?

It won't open!

"Test Subject Alpha...

reacts only to threatening movements and human body temperature.”

"He has the genetic traits of a wolf,

with an acute sense of hearing and smell."

He has five times the physical strength of the average man.”

You go first.

Why won't this thing open?

For fuck's sake!

Gun-bae, what do I do? It won't open.

"However,

Alpha's proteins do not exhibit the changes associated with aging."

"As a key to anti-aging science and increased life expectancy,

Alpha could lead us to a new phase of human evolution."

It's just like a cancer cell.

These people...

They're out of their minds.

Just to live a few years longer.

Goodness.

These are truly the end times.

Is there anything else?

Hold on.

There might be more if I poke around.

Let me look.

You! No pictures.

Yes, sir!

Gentlemen,

we have successfully completed the final operation.

Sir.

What's going on?

Kill that wretched beast!

-Yes! -Yes!

You bastard!

Wait...

Myung-ju, move!

No...

Let him go.

Let him go!

Let him go.

Sir, come here and do something!

You have to get out.

I can't leave him.

I said get out!

Come out!

You wretched fuck.

You're not going anywhere.

Get out!

Gun-bae...

Myung-ju...

Fuck, this doesn't make you look cool at all,

-so just get out! -No.

Get out of there!

What was that noise?

-We should go. -Okay.

Gun-bae...

Get up.

-We have to go. Move. -But Gun-bae...

Captain. This is Kim.

We have the ship's coordinates from 20 minutes ago.

It seems to have stopped.

Copy.

Get ready!

Oh, my!

Come this way.

-What are you doing? -Stay inside, no matter what.

Fuck.

I have to at least take an arm

or I won't be able to face my boys on the other side.

You bastard.

Is that...

Is that the sound of a helicopter?

It must be here to rescue us, right?

Did you call for help?

No, all the lines were down.

Did Captain Lee call for it?

This way.

-Where are you going? -Hurry up.

Wait for me!

Are you from the helicopter?

I'm saved.

This monster has been killing everyone on board.

Monster?

Cops, inmates, everyone.

He just kills everything in his path, crushing them like bugs.

I can't. No...

We have to go. I don't have time to explain!

What a noisy bitch.

You talk way too much.

I don't have time either.

Police.

Don't move.

You should be fucking ashamed to be a cop.

Can't even do a simple job.

All you had to do was bring the ship to Korea.

Is that so hard?

You fucking...

worthless imbeciles.

Let's go. Hurry.

Put your guns down.

Who are you?

You haven't changed.

You're still as filthy as ever.

I knew it.

You're that fucking thug.

It's been ages.

So,

you put Alpha on this ship

so you could track us down once you got to Korea?

That's why Chief Pyo was so fucking hell-bent on sending me here.

I think you'll know.

Why did you do it?

What do you mean, why?

You were all vile scum anyway.

I was simply taking that trash and recycling it.

Is that so wrong?

We didn't fucking do it.

Don't lie to me.

You guys killed my brother.

No.

It wasn't us, damn it!

Fuck you, you bastard!

Today's batch is extra fresh.

Who the fuck are you?

Hurry up and haul them in.

Keep coming.

A little further.

Stop!

Let the pigs out.

Eat, little piggies.

Let them out.

-What are you doing? -Hurry up!

Sir, what should we eat for dinner?

Let's see...

Sung-go just got fresh tuna at his joint.

-How's tuna? -Sounds good.

Sir!

Are you okay?

You were stabbed to death and I gave you a new life,

you ungrateful fuck.

But you ran away, didn't you?

Well, you don't get hurt or get old.

How great is that?

I understand...

but you should have cooperated when I sent the boys.

Why did you make me go there myself?

Was it a boy?

Or a girl?

It's been so long that I can't fucking remember.

You fucking bastard.

The monster is back.

Damn it...

What the fuck is that old man doing awake?

We'll just take the head.

Fire.

Hey, hurry up!

Incompetent fucks.

I can't believe this.

This way.

It'd be a waste to kill something this expensive.

Take off.

Don't move!

Who are you?

It doesn't matter.

Just take us to Korea.

I can't. I have to refuel.

Is he serious?

Then just go anywhere nearby. Anywhere but here!

What a waste.

He'll be dead soon.

So I'll have to at least bring you in to save face.

Don't you think?

A fucking animal...

shouldn't pretend

that it's human.

Come with me quietly,

before you die in vain.

Seeing you struggling like this...

Now I remember.

The face of your fucking kid

crying out, "Daddy."”

It's too much trouble to move them.

We'll have to work on them here instead of in Korea.

We'll be able to cover the costs.

I'm fine.

We all know...

our jobs come with certain risks.

They're just poor, filthy animals.

I hope you understand.