Le prime 200 righe.
I did steal a car,
but I didn't cause the hit-and-run accident.
I'm saying this because I didn't.
You wanted to see who the public defender was.
Why are you reading the sentencing?
What?
"Hong Yu Ra's statement?"
What?
What is this?
I've never seen or heard of it before.
Officer Kim, do you know who she is?
"And my mother..."
"makes three?"
Why? Do you know her?
Jun Hwi.
Where are you off to this early?
To work out.
You look like you haven't slept. Get some sleep...
and let's talk later once your head is clearer.
It can be today or tomorrow.
Any day is fine for me, so call me when you're ready.
This time, I won't let you suffer alone.
Let's talk about everything and overcome whatever comes our way.
Let's not conceal anything or avoid situations anymore...
under the pretext of caring for each other.
That means...
Jun Gyeom was the driver in the hit-and-run case.
His mom found out, made Si Wol take the fall,
and sponsored him in secret instead.
No way.
How can that be?
Why do you seem startled?
Hold on. Don't look at me like that.
I only came out here for some fresh air, not for you.
Fresh air. That's all I wanted.
Darn. I didn't steal anything,
so why is my heart pounding like crazy?
Can I keep a copy...
of the sentencing document?
Are you really going to help me, Officer Kim?
I'm not sure.
I don't think I'll be able to do much.
Even if that's the case, I'd still like your help.
Don't ask why I'm trusting you because I'm not sure myself.
Maybe it's because you wished...
the little boy thief a happy New Year...
or because...
you asked if I was taking my medicine.
It could be because...
you make me feel warm when I'm with you.
Why on earth did you have to be a person?
If only you were a hot pack.
It'd be perfect if I keep you in my pocket...
and take you out whenever it's cold.
Where's the sentencing? Let me make a copy of it.
It's on your desk.
Isn't it time you leave work?
Let's have breakfast together.
That darned attorney named Jang Yoo Jin or whatever...
and Hong Yu Ra who submitted the statement.
Let's talk about how to get them over breakfast.
But who's Hong Yu Ra? Is she a witness?
Or she could be the one who first reported the accident.
What?
Why do you come to see her without notice all the time?
It doesn't seem like you made an appointment with her.
I think it's the same for you that you came to see her without notice.
And you're following her around too.
It's probably hard enough for her as it is to deal with me.
I wish you wouldn't add to it,
Mr. Kang.
Do you have more business with her?
I'm done with my business with her last night.
I'm waiting for her all night to have breakfast with her.
What? Say that again.
Officer Kim has plans with me.
Your plans have been called off, so leave.
What? - You waited all night for nothing.
Stop your wild goose chase, and go.
She deals with you even if you treat her rudely.
She listens to your unreasonable demands.
She may look just fine to you,
but she's not.
She's not okay right now.
If you came to her for help,
she's off duty now,
so I hope you let her breathe.
I called off your breakfast plans. Get in my car.
What are you waiting for? Get in.
Sorry, I'll take a rain check.
Did you make a copy?
Why is there only one?
What?
It's in my drawer.
If anyone leaves first, it will be me.
Call me when it's over.
Forget breakfast. Let's have lunch.
Dinner is fine by me too.
Mom.
Why are you so surprised?
You look so dazed.
What time is it?
It's almost 8am.
I can't believe you had to work even over the holidays.
At least, they let you leave work early.
You must be tired. Go get some sleep.
Thanks to the restructuring,
I'm hosting an afternoon show from Monday.
What's the title again?
"Kim Seol Ah's Four Seasons".
Isn't it catchy?
It sounds like I'll host it for at least a year.
The title means that the show is at 4pm, during all 4 seasons.
But it also means "thinking time and season".
With interesting segments too.
It's just a change in day and night. Are you that happy?
You're excited like a child before a field trip.
What?
Was I?
It's time Cheong Ah comes home. Let's go outside.
What is it about? Tell me.
I guess nothing can be kept a secret in this world.
Mr. Gu's mom found out about everything.
What? Found out about what?
I got rid of the will and the evidence.
I didn't think she'd have any way to find out.
But it seems...
Mr. Gu had a letter from Jun Gyeom.
What?
His mom called Cheong Ah to her house and questioned her.
And she told her the truth.
Did you work out?
No.
I turned the car on my way to work out.
Are you angry because of Mr. Kang?
No.
You're angry.
I'm not.
All right, then. I won't be worried.
I was so anxious on our way in case you got the wrong idea.
Why would I get the wrong idea?
I know you.
What do you take me for?
Why are you smiling?
Where's your head at?
Don't worry about me.
Worry about yourself.
Right, I'm angry.
I'm mad, bothered, and upset.
It's not that I'm mistaken,
but I hate that you were together all night long.
Especially, that blanket.
That punk put it over you. I can't get that out of my head.
It's very displeasing.
Give me your phone.
Now.
What?
Hello, Mr. Me.
Let's finish our hangover soup and leave quickly.
What do you want to eat for lunch?
Let's eat lunch and dinner together.
Let's eat together tomorrow evening,
and the day after tomorrow too.
Okay.
You can run away.
I'll chase you around.
I will never miss you.
She wouldn't let it go, right?
She only held out this much...
because she thought it was a righteous death.
What do we do with Cheong Ah?
There can't be any problems.
I mean she's a police officer.
I guess we should find an attorney.
I know an attorney. I'll talk to her.
An attorney?
She's a Supreme Court justice.
And there's a letter that can be conclusive evidence.
Cheong Ah isn't the type to go back on her words.
We have to protect her no matter what.
That darned attorney named Jang Yoo Jin or whatever...
and Hong Yu Ra who submitted the statement.
But who's Hong Yu Ra?
Is she a witness?
Or she could be the one who first reported the accident.
How's...
your mom doing?
She pretends not to know.
As if nothing happened.
She treats me the way she used to.
She won't talk about the letter.
Just go along with it...
and wait until she brings it up.
Okay.
Aren't you eating?
Why wouldn't I?
You must be hungry after chasing me around.
Help yourself, Mr. Me.
Tell that Jean Valjean to have a happy new year.
And let that little kid out this year.
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