Vincenzo (빈센조)

Today…

We finally made it.

I still can't believe that this is all gold.

There are cultural assets as well.

Thank you for everything, Mr. Cassano.

What a bitter price for a friendship.

If you don't move until I get out,

I won't harm you.

Why are you doing this?

I cannot tell you.

I just need to take one gold bar with me.

You're doing this for just one gold bar?

Step back.

When I'm completely out of here,

you can come up then.

And you're not going to close the door on me?

I told you I will not harm you.

Can I take one as a souvenir?

I didn't know gold is this heavy.

Don't move until I get out.

If you follow me, I'll shoot you.

Okay.

By the way,

why are you taking only one?

This is enough for me.

It must be heavy.

Why didn't you just take the Guillotine file?

How did you know that?

I know you've been helping me all this time because of it.

-Don't come any closer. -Anyway…

do you really think the file is in there?

Do you?

All right.

The best floors at Babel Tower.

I'll start with the 120th and 121st floors.

Not one but two floors will belong to one person.

Go ahead and move me.

I'd like to try.

-Go ahead. -As you all know,

many lawsuits are about to be filed against Babel.

And I must take care of them all.

Why?

To ensure the power of Babel remains undiminished!

I'll make sure Babel E&C wins the contract

to build new cities in Taesan and Jungsan.

I can get both political parties and the Ministry of Land on board.

I'm getting excited.

Okay.

As you are already aware,

Daechang Daily are the leaders of public opinion in Korea.

I'll make sure Babel is never criticized by the press again.

I'll give you more than just Babel Tower.

I'll sponsor Daechang Daily for some ads too.

What is it?

Who are you?

I'm sorry I'm late.

I had an urgent meeting.

I'm Director Tae Jong-gu of the International Organized Crime Bureau

at the International Security Intelligence Service.

Welcome.

EPISODE 13

You should have loaded the gun with at least one bullet.

I'll assume that you still consider me your friend

and ask you this as your friend.

Who do you really work for?

I'm an agent at the International Security Intelligence Service.

I see.

So you pretended to resign to find the Guillotine file.

You pretended to be a corporate spy and approached Mr. Wang, too. Right?

Yes.

What about me?

Meeting you was truly a coincidence.

When I almost died in Italy,

you saved me.

Right.

Mr. Wang's death wasn't natural, was it?

Thank you.

You bastard…

I've underestimated you.

Hurry!

Call an ambulance. Now!

I guess I was wrong about you.

You really are quite scary.

Right. I'm not really a good guy.

I knew from the start that you were lying to me.

You said that Wang's museum

in Hangzhou had data on his iris.

But it turned out that no such thing existed.

You went to your office in China a while ago.

Why didn't you take it out then?

That was before I obtained the data on Wang's iris.

I was still planning the operation then.

Then you shouldn't have rented it out.

Why did you let the monks move in?

I thought leaving it empty would be riskier.

There could be someone who knew about this place.

Did anyone see Mr. Vincenzo

and the previous building owner meeting before we left?

-I saw them. -Me too.

They came together from over there.

Is it just me or is anyone else wondering

why the two of them met after sending us away?

I heard they had a meeting today.

I really don't want to accuse anyone,

but it really is rather suspicious.

Are you saying that they sent us away to look for the gold?

Gosh, don't be like that. I was just throwing it out there.

Let's not start suspecting each other.

We trust Mr. Vincenzo, don't we?

Maybe they're looking for the gold so that Babel can't get to it first.

You're being quite unreasonable.

Right. Let's just enjoy the trip.

How about a singing contest to lighten the mood?

-It's good, isn't it? -Right.

One, two

-one, two, three -But then again,

twenty million won for a photo does sound pretty suspicious.

What is it now?

I can't say anything, can I?

The Guillotine file…

You weren't going to hand it over to your agency, right?

You haven't even reported it in yet.

If you did, they would've forcibly opened the basement and taken it.

Why didn't you report it?

To make another deal?

Well, I get it.

That will be more profitable, right?

Who were you going to sell it to?

I haven't decided yet.

But how did you know about this file?

You're not the only informant I have.

Where to first?

-I'm going first! -Come on.

Goodness. Don't run!

Hey!

I told you not to run!

-Gosh. Keep going! -Honey. Wait up.

Where are you going?

It seems everyone is in agony because of the gold.

I agree.

They do not know that greed brings about pain.

How could they be so frivolous?

My gosh. If we get help from Keum Gwang-jin, we'll find it right away.

You go upstairs. And I'll check downstairs.

-Gosh, that's a lot of work. -Wait.

Honey, hurry!

Don't run. You'll hurt yourself.

HONG CHA-YOUNG

-Yes? -What didn't you pick up?

What is it?

The tenants are back at the plaza now and on their way to the basement.

What's wrong?

The tenants are back.

-Close the hatch. -We should clean this up.

No. Not my jacket.

Why put that in your pants?

Hold on.

-The gold! -What gold?

The gold we took out. The gold!

Over there.

Hold it tight. Don't let go.

What?

Wait.

-Sir. -Go that way.

I doubt there's anything down here.

Come to think of it, we never searched this area.

Places like this is where they probably hid it.

Slowly. There we go.

Now, over here.

-Mr. Tak! -Mr. Tak!

What? Why did you two follow me here?

There's an important matter I must discuss with you.

What important matter?

I think my father may have told me a long time ago…

where the gold is.

-Really? -Where is it?

Tell us.

It was…

We need one more.

Where could that be?

Gosh. Just tell me already.

It's in our hearts.

I also heard him say that.

He said that the most precious treasure is right here. A heart of gold.

That's a load of nonsense.

Are you distracting us?

No. No way.

Put your hands on your chest and feel it.

Over there. Hold on.

What was that sound?

-No. -Someone is in the temple.

-It's-- -I heard a sound.

No. It was from me. I made that sound.

-I made the sound with my shoes like this. -Yes.

With your hands on your chest, close your eyes and feel your heart.

No. I'm sure the sound came from the temple.

No. Go like this.

Where are you going? You have to feel the gold in your heart!

Why did you guys come back?

What are you two doing here?