All language subtitles for The.Fiery.Priest.S02E06.DSNP

THE FIERY PRIEST SEASON 2

THE FIERY PRIEST SEASON 2

PRODUCTION SPONSORS:
MINISTRY OF CULTURE, SPORTS AND TOURISM

AND KOREA CREATIVE CONTENT AGENCY.

ALL CHARACTERS, LOCATIONS,
EVENTS, ORGANIZATIONS,

AND RELIGIOUS BACKGROUNDS IN THIS DRAMA
ARE FICTITIOUS.

CHILD ACTORS AND ANIMALS
WERE SAFELY FILMED

UNDER SUPERVISION
AND IN COMPLIANCE WITH GUIDELINES.

EPISODE 6
THE DEVIL IS NOT AS BLACK AS HE IS PAINTED

Who are you?

Bingo!

- Leave that there.
- And turn yourself in.

"Bingo"? What nonsense are you saying?

Listen, old men and young lady.

You came to the wrong place.

How dare you talk that way to adults?
Mind your manners! I ought to beat you up.

How did they know about this place?

Damn it. Stay still.

Where's Jung Uyeol?

Who's that?

Connect the words!

Short drug dealer.

Jung Uyeol.

Capelin.

Capelin is Jung Uyeol.

You morons.

Hey, bring the guys in.

What's all this?

Why are you standing around? Attack them!

Bring it on.

- Sir!
- Get them! Hurry!

- You little punk.
- That hurts! Stop!

- Bring it on.
- You little punk!

Father Kim.

Where did Capelin run off to?

I don't know.

- There must've been another way out.
- That little rat.

"Premium seafood"

Excuse me.

Are you really a priest?

Why do people keep asking me that
these days?

I am. Why?

In that case, please show us mercy.

We're going to die if you take everything!

Who's going to kill you? Capelin?

- Well…
- He's just an underling.

I'm sure he has a boss.

Who?

Boss Kim?

No, not Boss Kim. It's Boss Park.

- You idiot!
- Jeez.

We're just ball boys.
We don't know anything.

Ball boys?

That's what they call us lackeys

who package drugs and help ship them.

You all say you're underlings and lackeys.

Unbelievable.

Who does Boss Park work for?

We really don't know.

If we expose them…

…they're going to kill us.

How do you know they'll kill you
when you don't even know who they are?

Well, how do I put this? Mm…

- It's just an unknown fear, you know?
- That's it.

Cut the crap.
What's the name of their ring?

I asked because I was curious,

but he said
popular restaurants don't have signs.

Let him know
that we're taking all the drugs.

Please.

Detective Gu.

What the hell?

- What's that smell?
- Why does it smell like rotten poop?

What the hell?

- Stay still. It'll put you right to sleep.
- Stay still.

- Don't come near me! Stay away!
- Stay still. Don't move.

Jeez.

Hey!

All right, next. Hurry.

- Why do I have to do it?
- Go on, Detective Gu.

- Seriously.
- Hurry.

- It'll be over soon.
- I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

The rest of you, come here. Hurry.

I'm telling you, it's not a snack factory!

They're making weird stuff!

They hit me with wooden sticks

and these thug-looking men
threw me around!

Quiet down, will you?

Now you're trespassing?

I wouldn't have if the district office
and the police had done their jobs!

We did investigate.

So what's your problem?

How frustrating.

There comes the priest.

Father…

You're banned from leaving the seminary.

- Sorry?
- One more thing.

You'll be called into
a disciplinary meeting tomorrow.

- Disciplinary meeting?
- If you sneak out of the seminary

before the disciplinary meeting…

you'll be expelled
regardless of the outcome.

Go to your room.

At least blink or something.

It makes me happy
that you're enjoying the food.

I can't eat comfortably
if you say things like that.

It must be the dry aging
that gives the flavor its richness.

You're not from Busan?

No, I used to work in Seoul.

She graduated
from a foreign language high school,

attended SNU,
passed the judicial exam, and was the ace

of the Seoul Southern District
Prosecutors' Office.

She's got it all.

I'm nothing compared to her.

Please, Prosecutor Nam.

How did you end up here then?

It was a personal matter.

All you need to know
is that her loyalty brought her here.

May I ask what business you're in?

Right, well…

It's nothing big.

I'm just a neighborhood boss, if you will.

Are you married?

Kim!

He's just going for it,
isn't he?

What's wrong with you?

It's not polite to ask women
questions like that these days.

She's not married.

Right. I'm sorry.

Why does everyone fall in love with me?

I guess I'm just irresistible.

Excuse me.

I think he's into you.

He's not my type.

He might not be
the right person as a life partner,

but he is as a business partner.

You won't lose out.

Yes, sir.

Please check the link I sent you.

"Detectives who smuggle"

I see they had a photoshoot.

All of it?

I've never had my drugs taken
from someone so holy.

This way.

- Open the door.
- Right.

- Pass me the packages.
- Right.

Would the kasanin seized today
be worth around 100 million won?

Did you say 100 million? Goodness.

It'd be at least 14 or 15 billion won.

That means we have 15 billion won.

We'd have to weigh it to be exact,

but it's probably enough
for 900,000 people to use.

You could easily turn a million people
into druggies.

It'll spread in no time
the second it gets out.

Hurry.

It's easier to make hell than heaven.

I'll see you again next time.

Do you have a business card?

Oh, it's not ready yet.
I'll give it to you some other time.

Just give him your number.

He's a businessman,

so I should give him my business card.

All right then.

As you wish.

I have some things to talk about with him.

You can head home first.

Okay. Have a good time.

He just keeps hitting on me
left and right.

Hmph!

Kim.

Hello?

Look at you.

Auntie, are you sure it's safe here?

It is. Only Team Leader Lee and I
know about this place.

It's as safe as it gets.

They'll come back for it
if we keep it at Uma Police Station.

It's like leaving a cat
to guard the cream.

One second.

What is it?

Father Kim.

I told you not to be reckless.

I'm sorry.

Father Kim,
can you stop by Ms. Song's place?

She's not picking up.

Okay, I will.

I saw the photos.

I hope the photoshoot wasn't too tiring.

I'm sorry.

It all happened in a split second.

Where are you?

Well, uh…

People are recognizing us

because it's spread all over social media,
so we're in hiding.

Hiding?

Did you leak confidential information
about the country or something?

I'm sorry, I have no excuses.

Here's the situation.

Things aren't looking good

because Chairman Kim's drugs
were all taken away.

But the mess isn't being cleaned up,
and we have no way of finding the drugs

since you guys are in hiding.

What do you suggest we do,
Mr. Influencers?

We want to take care of it,
but we're in hiding.

Well then, enjoy hiding.

And do us a favor
and just die while you're at it.

It's spread all over social media.

The temporary priest
knows how to play smart.

He got rid of all the hunting dogs.

Look, Kim.

Considering the situation,

shouldn't you just get rid of him?

You can't get rid of people
each time something like this happens.

I guess there's no point
in making a fuss over everything.

You can't react
to every little thing that happens.

Even so,

we can't just let the priest be.

Let's leave him be for a little longer.

He's a good sparring partner.

What if he knocks you out cold?

There were lots of fiery monks and priests
where I used to live.

Some used guns, some did martial arts,
and some even went to war with us.

That's because
that place is a complete mess!

Is it any different here?

You're right.

Anyway, this place is amazing.

You should stop producing drugs
and just open a club here.

Do you want to forget about all this
and do business together?

No way.

Friends who do business together
end up becoming enemies.

I'm leaving.

Bye.

Jeez, it's slippery.

Keep up the hard work.

Man, Kim is such a gentleman.

I have such a keen eye for people.

Where are our budding stars?

Oh, you mean the ball boys?

They're all gone.

They wouldn't have taken it all
had I been there.

You sure?

Maybe just half.

No, they still would've taken it all.

How did they find out about the place?

Did they tail you?

We must've been exposed
while at Jirimland.

Right.

They must've recorded or filmed you.

Should we get plastic surgery, sir?

Why don't you get surgery…

on your brain instead?

Is that possible?

The drugs they took today
add up to a hefty amount.

What are we going to do?

You can pay for it.

Right.

Sorry?

Wait, me?

Give me 10,000 won,
and we'll call it even.

Oh, just 10,000 won?

All right.

Repack the goods
that will be sent to Hong Kong.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir. Thank you.

Ms. Song, are you home?

Ms. Song.

Ms. Song, it's me.

Are you sleeping?

Ms. Song.

I'll be right there.

I just need to make a phone call.

Jeez, he's impatient.

It's Mo Jinsu.

Hey.

I'm Prosecutor Nam of the Busan
Southern District Prosecutors' Office.

Oh, hello, sir.

There's something I need you to do for me

since Influencer Hyeon isn't available.

- Where are you?
- I see.

An elderly person passed away,
so I'm at the scene right now.

Is it the old lady
who lives in Haengseon-dong?

Yes, it is.

I'll send you a text,
so check it right away.

Okay.

Make sure to check it immediately. Got it?

Yes, sir. I will.

- Oh, my gosh.
- How could this happen?

This is unbelievable.

Ms. Song!

Ms. Song.

Ms. Song…

Ms. Song…

So what's the cause?

Nothing special.
There were no signs of murder.

The leading cause of death
among the elderly is dying alone.

What about an autopsy?

There's no need for an autopsy
for a case like this.

But the cause isn't clear.

That's for us to worry about.

Check whether she has a family, and…

Uma Sky Medical Center

She seemed fine in the morning.

I should've taken her to the hospital.

Don't blame yourself.

You did the best you could.

You can say the prayer.

In the name of the Father,

the Son,

and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Virtuous Father…

we believe that all who believe in Christ

shall be resurrected along with Him

when they leave this earth.

We lay Song Geumsim…

to rest in your loving arms.

What did you say?

You're going to cremate her
without holding a funeral?

For unclaimed individuals,

the body is transferred directly
from the mortuary to the crematorium,

with no funeral service held.

She has a family. It's just that
their whereabouts are unknown.

We need to find them
and perform an autopsy.

We need to know the exact cause of...

I told you earlier that there were
no signs of injuries or murder.

We looked into it and apparently,
she had severe asthma.

- It must've been a shock from...
- We need to know how…

We need to know how the shock occurred.

There was a strong gasoline smell
coming from her.

I don't know what it might be,
but it didn't smell like snacks.

That's it, a strong gasoline smell.

That's what I smelled too.

And there were gray particles
under her nails.

It was probably just dirt.

It wasn't.

That's not all there is to it.

There was foam around her mouth.

You should suspect poisoning or overdose
in cases like this.

Elderly people often have foam
around their mouths.

What the hell are you talking about?

Is that what you'd say
if it were your mother?

I won't just stand back
if you half-ass your investigation.

Mark my words.

Excuse me, Father.

Are you threatening the police right now?

You people don't take it to heart
if I don't.

Do your job properly.

Let me go!

Let's go.

This is the business license
of the factory where Ms. Song worked.

We need to go here right now.
I'm certain something happened here.

What kind of factory is it?

Well…

It's a factory that makes delicious stuff.

They're great people.

They pick me up in the morning

and take me back home after work.

You stay here by Ms. Song's side.

Call me if anything happens.

- Where are you going?
- Factory inspection.

Do it properly.

Be gentle with it!

Finish up in 10 minutes,
or we'll miss the shipping deadline.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

Hurry up, speed it up.

Move it, come on.

Hurry up!

What's that? Damn it.

- What's going on?
- What the heck?

Hey, hide everything!

Open the doors!

We're the Seoul Metropolitan
Police Agency Special Drug Task Force.

Open up!

What's going on?

Man, you guys look cool!

- Stand still.
- My foot! My foot!

- You stepped on my foot!
- Watch it.

Don't run, it's dangerous.

You should've stopped by yesterday.

We would've cleaned the place a bit.

Freeze. Step back.

- Hands up.
- Back up.

Move back.

We found it, sir.

Yes? Did you find it?

They're low-grade medicinal ingredients,
not kasanin.

Medicinal ingredients?

Yes, used in ointments for burns.

They were brought in to be sold
at a high price, masked as Korean-made.

Did the sniffer dogs not detect anything?

Not at all.

Anyway, there's nothing here.

We'll inform the Ministry of Food
and Drug Safety and wrap it up.

All right.

Good work.

This place was growing on me.

Good thing our cover wasn't blown.

It looked just like kasanin.

It even smelled like it.

Tell me about it.

Who knew it'd be medicinal ingredients?

That Thai ship was a real headache.

- Let's go.
- Okay.

Where the hell is it?

Does he take me for a fool?

He's definitely watched too many movies.

What the hell is this?

He totally got me, huh?

Fucking hell.

I looked into everything
except for the FBI and the CIA,

and I'm telling you, it's Park's doing.

He knew we'd catch on
if he used the guys here,

so he sent over the guys from Seoul.

How did they know
where the Moon of Seoul was?

That damned old man.

He's something else, isn't he?

I told you
he's called the skewer for a reason.

Anyway, the Moon of Seoul
has been exposed.

It doesn't matter.
They didn't find anything.

They didn't?

But how did the dogs not find the lab?

Two years ago,

we developed something.

A scent that throws off
the sniffer dogs' sense of smell.

They could be in a room full of kasanin
and still not detect it.

That's truly amazing.

What kind of chemical reaction
causes that?

That's confidential information.

Forget it.

How cheap.

Since I received a gift,
it's only right I return the favor.

You can worry about that later.

It's such a shame about the drugs.

It's a shame for the priest, not me.

What?

All right. Cheers!

Cheers!

This looks so tender.
It's going to melt in my mouth.

It really is. It's super juicy too.

Let's eat up, Auntie.

Enjoy, my nephew.

By the way, are they really Laotian?

They're trained in Muay Thai…

- That's not it.
- Muay Lao.

- That's it.
- Yeah.

That's a traditional Laotian martial art.

Then those Laotian guys… No.

It'd be more accurate
to call them Laotian warriors.

They did look like warriors.

But they were nothing
compared to Father Kim.

- Of course.
- Father Kim is invincible.

Super duper legendary,

the bestest ever!

"Super duper"?

How childish.

By the way, my friend Songsak,

I'm sure you're not as swift as before
since you're older now.

Are you still…

the tiger that protects the king?

Watch what you say, friend.

I'm still as swift as ever.

How dare you stare at me like that?

Come on.

- You want to die?
- No, I don't.

You speak Korean very well.

Who?

Both of you.

Goodness gracious.

You scared me.

Oh, I have two personas.

Thai is my main one,

and Korean is the other.

- I see.
- Me too.

Vladivostok Dokseong is my main one,

and Busan Dokseong is the other.

You sound Korean.

So Songsak is going to help
catch the Laotian guys.

- What about me?
- You have to show them…

your hidden power.

Oh, right, Yohan.

Father Kim did tell me about it.

Is it really true?

What hidden power does he have?

You can think of me as a budget superhero.

Excuse me?

So my body is…

- How do I put this?
- Let's see.

It's a bit complicated.

I'll just show you.

No, don't do it. Please stop.

- No.
- Here I go.

Oh, I see.

These two are really weird.

It's like…

the wires have come loose in their heads.

This is how they are.

You'll also get used to them in time.

Am I right?

It's Father Kim.

Where are you?

It's not kasanin.

Unbelievable.

So you're saying this is all fake?

How is this possible?

I think they knew
we were going to show up.

That's 150 billion won
right down the drain.

Father Kim.

Are you okay?

- Where are you going?
- Father…

Father Kim!

Did we get played?

Yohan.

Stop stuffing yourself, you pig.

Okay, jeez.

Man, what a ship.

That's where the elderly lady worked.

Eh? What kind of work?

I don't know either.

But her body
reeked of gasoline and chemicals.

And there were gray particles
under her nails, like dry cement.

- That's kasanin!
- What?

Kasanin leaves, gasoline, dry cement,

and lastly, sulfuric acid.

I'm certain of it.

How could they force an old lady
to make drugs?

You think these drug dealers
have respect for the elderly?

Doesn't that mean
the other seniors are in there?

We can't just stand back.

Can't we just report them
to the National Intelligence Service?

If the Special Drug Task Force
didn't find anything,

then no one will.

Then what do we do?

What's wrong?

We have to pretend to be their ally
and find a way to go in there.

So an undercover operation?

Come on, it won't work.

How do you know?
We haven't even tried it yet.

- Who's going to do it then?
- Just stay still.

Who's that?

Stay still. Don't move.

What are you doing here?

- Is that blood?
- Blood?

It's a zombie! A zombie!

Run! It's a zombie!

- I have to go somewhere, so stay here.
- Okay.

- I'm counting on you guys.
- Don't worry.

Oh, jeez.

Get off me!

They're gone. You're good.

They're gone? They're gone.

What's going on?

We're taking Ms. Song Geumsim's corpse
to the crematorium.

What are you talking about?
She has family.

Her son came by the police station earlier

and refused to claim the body.

I don't believe you. Bring her son here.

Would the police lie?

Turns out they do.
Quite often, actually.

I've experienced it firsthand.
They're quite the liars.

Listen, Father.

Please stop.

And watch your tone.

What's wrong with my tone?
I do what I want.

Also, shouldn't you be doing this
during work hours?

That's none of your business.

If you two keep this up,
we'll have to take action.

Go ahead, if you dare.

You think I can't?

What? You're going to tase us?

Go ahead and shoot!

Father Kim…

Father Kim!

Father Kim!

A-Are you okay, Father?

Father Kim!

Oh, no!

Wake up, Father Kim!

You idiot!

- Father Kim!
- Why would you shoot him?

Father Kim!

Goodness me, I'm wiped.

That's really bothering me.

I should clean that.

Busan Southern District
Prosecutors' Office

- Cheers.
- Yes, sir.

Why do you look so tired?
Were you up all night?

I just didn't get a good night's sleep.

Why?

Did you have trouble sleeping
after dining with a handsome man?

That's not it, sir.

I already have enough on my plate
with work.

Don't waste your energy on useless stuff.

Why don't we work together?

On what?

Namely, the Teleportation Project.

Sorry?

When are you going to reach the top
by climbing a ladder?

We'll reach the top by teleporting.

In an instant.

Could you elaborate?

Here, take a look.

Park Junhyeok

"Park Junhyeok"?

He's the eldest son
of Vice Minister Park Gitae.

You know Vice Minister Park, right?

Isn't he the one who became a star
at the hearing for housing investments?

That's right.

The son of said star

is going to do drugs
at a club in Busan tomorrow

and end up getting caught and brought here

with his actor friend Oh Jinyeong.

How do you know that?

The heavens always help
those who are prepared.

That's right!

The heavens aren't foolish.

Why don't you take care of Park Junhyeok?

I'll have him cry tears of regret
and confess,

call his father to strike up a deal,

and make sure you have the upper hand.

Prosecutor Park.

You're not an ace.
You're a world-class gem.

I'm sorry to say this, but I'm not.

Jeez, don't be so humble!

Bring me a voice recording
and the drug test results, okay?

Yes, sir.

You're going to help me
fill up the rest of my honey jar.

It's almost full.

You want to know
how much honey is in my jar?

How much?

This much.

This much?

How much is that exactly?

I just have to fill up that much.

You're truly amazing.

Oh, stop it.

Just amazing.

Father Kim.

Father Kim.

Are you okay?

How come you're fine?

I told you, I can take a blow.

Even so,

how could you be fine after getting tased?

I think my body might be a superconductor.

Cut it out.

Superconductor, my foot.

Come out.

Dean Lee.

I sincerely apologize
for disrupting your duties.

I'd really appreciate it
if I never saw them again.

I'll keep that in mind.

We'll go back to the seminary

after going to the crematorium.

There's no need for you to go there.

I'm sure the police will take care of it.

I'll join the disciplinary meeting
right after.

I said you don't need to go.

It's starting at two, so go get ready.

Disciplinary meeting?

Dou's actions have crossed the line,

so I had no choice but to call for one.

It happened while he was volunteering.

That's not a valid reason.

A student who neglects their duties
must be punished.

There's no exception,

even if they're going to be a priest.

Father Kim Haeil,
I want you to join the meeting and…

Where are they? Hey!

Those little…

Hey!

Goodness gracious.

You've got to be kidding me.

There's only…

one person who signed up to audition.

That café worker.

This is not good.

She didn't look like the type
to be good at acting, singing, or dancing.

What?

Come on, I'm sure she's good at something.

We're not professionals.

It's just a small event
like a talent show.

Talent show?

Talent show?

Are you saying we should praise the Lord
like it's some children's talent show?

N-No, that's not it.

That's not what I meant.

Father Han, why don't we speak casually
for a second?

Go on.

Hey, you little brat!

- What?
- Why are you getting angry at me?

I didn't plan this!

I'm just saying I heard God's voice!

Don't lie! You didn't hear anything!

Do you know how hard I'm trying

to behave normally
in front of Father Hong and Sister Kang?

I'm serious!

Don't lie!

The Lord said,

"Welcome all the lost sheep
who come your way

and guide them towards my will."

♪ Hallelujah, hallelujah ♪

It seems
that us being here for the musical

is part of the Lord's will.

Hallelujah.

In that case,

I'm sure

those who are good at acting,
singing, and dancing

will sign up to audition.

Of course.

Hello.

I'm here to audition for the musical.

For the musical?

- I see.
- She doesn't look like...

Welcome.

Uma Crematorium

Her guardian…

- Where is she?
- Father Kim.

They had already started cremating
before I got here.

How…

How could you just cremate her like that?

Are the procedures being followed?

Goodness gracious.
Look, misters.

I run and manage this place,
so what's with you people?

I don't know why you're here,

but we follow the law.

Do you want to check it yourself?

Here, take a look.

We have a power of attorney,

- death certificate...
- All right, we get it.

Goodness gracious.

How ridiculous.

Deceased: Song Geumsim
Undergoing cremation

Dear Lord, this poor soul
has been killed once more today.

The perpetrator
is human indifference and cruelty.

The late Song Geumsim

What's wrong with everyone?

An elderly person
died an unfortunate death,

but those who work for the country
treat her worse than a stray dog.

And I bet the guys who did this to her…

don't feel an ounce of guilt.

Chae Dou.

Devils are not as black
as they're made out to be.

That's why they don't know
their true nature,

and it's also why they fail
to realize their wrongs and repent.

We'll have to fight against those devils
from now on.

I want to join.

I want to fight…

alongside you guys.

Uma Cleaning Service

Did you find out where the priest lives?

The guys are looking into it.

He sure knows how to stay under the radar,
doesn't he?

What about the cremation?

It's done.

I wonder
why the Lord's will always end in vain.

Stop the car.

A once-in-60-years miracle!
The Orcaus meteor shower's cosmic show

Wow.

Why didn't I know about this?

Park Junhyeok

So he has that much dirt
on the big shots, huh? Huh.

He's a true collector.

Who is that?

Hello, this is Prosecutor Park Kyungsun.

It's me, Kim Hongsik.

Oh, hello, Chairman Kim.

How did you get my number?

Oh, I asked Prosecutor Nam.

I see.

I'm getting my business cards tomorrow,
but I guess you couldn't wait.

Anyway, why did you call?

Would you like to go
see shooting stars with me?

Oh, I saw that on the news.

The meteor shower cosmic show, right?

Yes, I heard 100 of them
will be falling every hour.

I'm sorry.

I have some trauma around falling objects.

Sorry?

When I was young,
someone threw some poop from a rooftop

and it landed right on my head.

Well, the stars
won't actually be falling onto us…

Even the smallest trigger
can reawaken one's trauma.

I have a meeting to attend.

Have fun.

Shooting stars, my foot.

Why can't shooting stars shoot up
instead of down?

I'll be back after the meeting.

What if you get expelled?

If I do, should I go to a temple instead?

They don't just take in anyone.

In that case,

I'll start studying the Quran...

Jeez.

Don't be ridiculous.

Don't worry.

God said he won't let you get expelled.

That seems highly unlikely,
seeing that there's little to no hope.

You don't know how he works, do you?

You see, he never gives you spoilers.

Wait here.

Why would you go in?

Why are you coming in alone?

I'll take the punishment
on behalf of Chae Dou.

That doesn't make any sense.

Why would you do that?

I'll be punished, and so should you.

Why me?

The sin of wrong teaching
is greater than the sin of wrong learning.

Don't joke around with me.
I won't fall for it.

Oh, was it obvious?

Yes, very.

Chae Dou will be given…

a one-semester suspension.

That's too harsh. Please reconsider.

No, I will not.

I'm not just asking you to reconsider it.

Let's make a deal.

A-A deal?

I told you

God wouldn't let you get expelled,
didn't I?

What did you say?

I made a deal.

What kind of deal?

In return for withdrawing your punishment,

I'm banned from losing my temper
for a month.

You? Not lose your temper for a month?

Honestly, I'm not sure if I can do it.

But I made a huge sacrifice…

just for you.

I'll be off.

Don't lie!

I'll just take the punishment!

He's going around the church,
the seminary, and the town.

Hard at work, isn't he?

My turn.

Let's go.

You're going to host
a fundraising event for our church?

I'm thinking of gathering some donors

and creating an official committee.

We would be so grateful.

You didn't have to plan a whole event.

Would it be okay
if it were held at the church?

I'm thinking of inviting musicians,
hiring a buffet caterer,

and organizing an appreciation event.

I'm afraid it'll be difficult to host it
inside the church if there are musicians.

But you can use the front yard.

That would be perfect.

As long as it's on church grounds.

Then could you say a few words
on behalf of the donors?

I'm not very good with words.

I highly doubt that.

We would really appreciate it.

All right then.

Oh, right.

Please tell Father Kim Haeil
to attend as well.

He feels like a friend to me.

Who does he think he is
to call Father Kim his friend?

Goodness.

It seems
you're not too fond of that businessman.

Well, it's not exactly that.

My gut feeling is that something's up.

Your gut feeling?

Yes.

You know how accurate it is.

- Right.
- Yes.

Could you please elaborate?

He just doesn't seem like the type
Father Kim would get along with.

If Father Kim is a warm darkness…

he's like a cold light.

Warm darkness and cold light.

Excuse me!

Hello.

Well…

I'm here to sign up
for the musical audition.

Right.

I see.

Nice to meet you.

I'm here, Auntie.

There's something written there.

Is it Arabic?

It looks like Thai letters.

You took a picture, right?

Yes.

What's going on?

There's a car coming in.

It's a van.

Wait, I think I saw that van
in front of the bathhouse.

A lizard tattoo?

They rewrapped the van.

But we can't know for sure who they are

since we can only see their arms.

Auntie.

I have a feeling that the Gu family
is going to do something big soon.

We're going to find out
who the drug lord is

and save Uma-gu.

That sure sounds nice.

So how many people can he take down

with the leverage he has
with the drug issues?

He said his honey jar is almost full,

so probably around 10 to 20 people.

He might have more room in that jar.
Where are the records?

That's what I'm unsure about.

They're not in the file room
or Prosecutor Nam's office.

He doesn't have a safe,
and he doesn't lock his drawers either.

That means…

he stashed them somewhere else.

He must have another place of his own.

I'll look into it tomorrow
when I question Park Junhyeok.

All right.

By the way, is this really necessary?

Confidentiality is key for our rendezvous.

Jeez.

All right, now come out.

Wait, I can't go up.
I have to go under to get out.

Goodness gracious.

Slow down!

- What am I doing riding a chick?
- Let's go.

We know how to have fun, don't we?

Bye!

Goodbye.

You know,

the guy backing Prosecutor Nam
is totally into me.

No way.

You must be irresistible.

Who is it this time?

Just one of those guys
with fingers in every pie

who makes a lot of money.

I think his name was Kim Hongsik.

Is he the guy…

who's as annoying as he is tall?

That's him. How did you know?

I knew it.
He goes to Uma Church.

He even donated two billion won recently.

Unbelievable.

He just has money lying around,
doesn't he?

You like wealthy people.

Why don't you give him a chance?

He's not my type.

I'm not into tall, model-like guys.

Then what about me?

Except for you.

Let's go, chickies!

Oh, that's it.

Punch it. Keep going.

That's it.

Come on, punch harder.

As if fighting humans wasn't enough,
now you're fighting a dragon?

I'm going to kill them all!

It's spitting out fire!

You're all burnt.

How'd it turn out?

Hmm, nice.

What's happening
to the ship at the abandoned wharf?

I heard the drug task force from Seoul
didn't find anything.

I'm sure they were deceived somehow.

How did they find out about it anyway?

Is someone else other than us
looking into them as well?

It'd be best

if we could somehow
befriend the drug dealers

and enter the ship ourselves.

We've been too exposed
to attempt an undercover operation.

What's wrong with that?

You must have a plan.

You do, right?

- Tell me. What is it? I'm curious.
- All right, all right.

Here.

- Take a look.
- What's this?

A wanted poster
that was at the police station.

"Killer Oh Hanmo wanted"

No way.
There's no way this is real.

I'll explain…
Please just hear me out.

Wait, Dean Lee.

Killer Oh Hanmo wanted

Hallelujah.

He's like Detective Gu Daeyoung's twin.

They look exactly the same.

Good stuff, right?

With a record like his,

the drug dealers
will want to be his best friend.

Especially with Gu Daeyoung's…

I mean, especially with Oh Hanmo's looks.

It won't work.

I'm telling you, it will.
I guarantee you.

You guys are like doppelgängers.

I heard you die
when you meet your doppelgänger.

See? I'm out. I don't want to die.

Hold it up.

Operation Doppelgänger. I like it.

I think this will work.
There's no doubt about it.

See? Look here. They moved in threes.

And one of them was Southeast Asian.

I guess I'll take that role.

Yohan, let's do this together.

No, Dokseong is a better fit for this
than me.

- Why me?
- No, that's not true.

Look, one of them was 110 kg.

See that?

- All right.
- We got this.

Just forget it.

Most importantly, we don't look alike.

You're identical!

What do you mean, identical? Look at him.

Damn it.
Look at the birthmark under his eye.

What about this?

We can slap that right on
with some makeup.

But it might smudge if he sweats.

- Exactly.
- He sweats buckets.

Are you kidding me?

I sweat like a fountain.

Uh, Yohan,

- hold Detective Gu, will you?
- Why?

Yeah, I think that's the best idea.

- All right.
- What's going on?

You guys should step back.

- What's going on?
- What?

- Are you going to massage me?
- Hold him tight.

What are they doing?

Detective Gu, look here.

- Look at Dokseong. Right here.
- Oh, he's getting a massage.

It's identical.

You've created a masterpiece.

Well, you see,

I made sure to really control my strength.

No, it's a bit small.
Get him up, I'll punch him again.

- There's no need.
- No.

- Don't.
- He's going to die.

It hurts.

I can't open my eye.

- I think we need one other person.
- What?

Look, it says here in red,

"He was able to escape

with the help of his girlfriend
during the arrest."

I want to do it. I really do.

But the drug dealers know my face already,

so I can't do it.

God will ensure they don't recognize you.

Is God a plastic surgeon or something?

I'll hold her.

Wait, hold on.

- I can't be the only one.
- Wait, come on.

- What did I do wrong?
- Stay still.

Okay, I'll do it. I'll do it.

I'm in.

We'll initiate the plan tonight.

Set the bait as fast as you can.

Go!

Lord.

Why are you not with us?

Why are you…

hiding amidst this chaos?

The helpless are tormented by evil

and fall into their wicked schemes.

The wicked boast of their greed

and the oppressors curse and mock you.

Lord.

Please hear my prayer.

Please listen to my sorrows.

Guide me with your justice

for the sake of our enemies.

Please…

set your path

before me.

Energy drink

Stop

I fell asleep. Where are we?

Driver Kim.

We're at the crossroads
before you go to the afterlife.

Who are you?

Who the hell are you?

Who are you bastards?

Let go, you bastards!

I can't stand this icky feeling anymore.

Jeez, it's not even coming off.

It's a fire!

Oh, no!

Someone call 911!

- Water!
- Go get more water!

- Hurry up!
- More water! Hurry!

Someone call the fire department!

Hurry up!

Call 911!

This is a little preview of hell, Father.

THE FIERY PRIEST SEASON 2

I know who set
the statue of the Virgin Mary on fire.

Another big serving added to my honey jar.

You can stay here for the time being.

Apparently, they'll kill anyone for money.

We're the Sweeper Gang!

You call this a disguise?
Are you serious?

Father Kim, behind you.

Why did you really come here?

A big war is going to break out
on the drug dealers' turf soon.

You've got the kind of look
that makes you very untrustworthy.

I still have something left to do.

You can't take it back!

I've received insider information.

They're not an ordinary person.

I was holding out well,

but I guess I've been made.

You'd better hold out from here on out.

Translated by Jully Ryee