Low Life (파인: 촌뜨기들)

A MERCHANT SHIP EN ROUTE FROM CHINA TO HAKATA

AND KYOTO, JAPAN,

SANK OFF THE COAST OF SINAN

MEASURING 34 METERS IN LENGTH AND 11 METERS IN WIDTH,

IT WAS A MASSIVE SHIP CARRYING AROUND 100 CREW MEMBERS

ITS CARGO INCLUDED 8 MILLION COINS

AND OVER 20,000 PIECES OF POTTERY

FROM THE SONG AND YUAN DYNASTIES

BASED ON THE HOOLIGANS BY YOON TAE HO SUPERCOMIX STUDIO Corp.

LOW LIFE

EPISODE 1, THE RUMOR

1962 SEOUL

- Get out! I said get out! Out! - This little--

This is my house! Get out, jerk!

Hey, you little shit. What's with the attitude?

Heedong! Heedong!

Are you okay?

What are you guys doing?

Hey, are you okay?

Are you Oh Taeseok?

-No, sir. -Yeah, my ass, you aren't.

I'm his brother, Oh Gwanseok. Here.

What are you, a pair of twins?

OH GWANSEOK

Where the hell is he?

Beats me. Three months ago, he left and no one's heard a word since.

What's this about?

He's wanted. He violated the Political Purification Laws.

-What's that mean? -That he's anti-government.

LAW THAT SUPPRESSES ANTI-GOVERNMENT ACTIVITIES

He was in the Young Korean Academy.

My brother?

Hey, you've got the wrong guy.

He's not the type to get himself involved--

Don't give me that, you lying piece of shit.

Hey. You think we're fucking around here?

No, no, no, no. I mean it. Here. Just this once.

If you let us off easy today, when he gets here,

I'll grab him by the neck and drag him to the station myself.

You are gonna bring him in.

- Got it? - Yes, of course.

- Let's go. - Yeah.

Bye.

Oh, thank you, sir.

Have a good day, officers.

How are you? You okay?

Heedong, what about you?

Where could he have run off to?

I don't know. He mentioned he was going south.

South?

I can't believe those bastards.

They smashed up our house!

Your dad… he'll be back soon, okay?

Here.

Take it.

Hey.

Do you know what the most important thing in the world is?

This right here.

This is the reason your dad's on the run.

Everything in the world moves because of this.

This is life itself. Remember that.

My uncle Gwanseok was there for me when my dad wasn't.

ONE HUNDRED WON

He taught me the true value of money and what it can really do.

We had to flee during the war…

Hang on a sec.

PUNGNYEON STORE

Anyone home?

Excuse me?

Stay here and keep watch. Cough if you see someone, got it?

I wasn't allowed to get involved at first,

then he started giving me some smaller, safer roles.

Just enough to participate without the risk.

What are you doing in front of my store?

- What? - Come on, move.

Uncle! Uncle!

Hey, run!

Thieves! Thieves!

Thieves! Help!

Stop!

Ow. What the fuck?

Son of a bitch. Trying to die?

My uncle was never the type to get easily intimidated.

He would even stand up to gangsters when they picked fights with him.

What'd you say?

You're a stupid fuck.

Do you even know who you're talking to?

You can kiss my ass, for all I care.

You really are dumb.

You really wanna die, don't you?

We should call the police!

He wasn't really a good fighter, though.

Fucking asshole.

Heedong.

You sons of bitches. Come back!

Ow, shit.

PALSEONG LIQUOR

There's no way to find an opening with all these trucks coming in.

Shit, it'll be a pain once they lock it up in storage.

Then why wait? Let's do it.

Not with them working right there.

Hey!

This crazy little…

Ah, shit.

You're crazy.

There's some more in the truck.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Huh?

|Who are you?

Oh, hi. Working the late shift, huh?

I'll leave you to it.

Go. Hey, hey. Go!

Go, go! Damn it.

- Over here! Thieves! We got thieves! - Uh… oh, shit.

-Whoa, where are they? -Hey!

Whoa! Whoa!

Damn it, you fuckers! Bring it on! I'll crack your heads wide open.

Run for it, Uncle!

- Put it down! - Asshole!

Come on, then! You want more? You want more?

You motherfuckers wanna go? Bastards.

Calm down!

Yeah, that's right, assholes.

Whoa! Get him!

Whoa! Get him!

How could you leave me like that, you traitor?

Hey, one of us had to make it.

- Come on, push! - I am pushing, damn it!

So tired.

When I was old enough, we started out with petty theft,

which eventually turned into some pretty dangerous jobs.

And yet, none of those jobs made us any money.

Quietly, you idiot, you'll wake the kids.

- Yeah, I got it. - Then do it right.

You're not even helping.

- Careful with that. - I said I got it.

-Lookie here. -You scared me.

-Catch you at a bad time? -Who are you?

Is it over here?

Wow. Quite a haul you got.

- Uh… who… - Oh, me?

I'm from Criminal Affairs.

Wow, you wrote every last detail.

Uncle was in school during the war when he lost interest in studying.

When he dropped out, he started obsessively writing everything down

to keep sharp.

But he kept his books so detailed

that they ended up becoming the evidence of all his crimes.

Hey, why did you steal soy sauce?

I really like marinated crab.

I hope you'll go easy on us.

I was hopping from prison to prison with Uncle when I met him.

A big shot in the antique business.

-Hey. -The Insa-dong Wildcat.

You guys mind if I take a break for just a little while?

Look at you.

Can't even do it for one minute, you fucking geezer?

Come here, asshole.

Please. Please, just stop. Please, I can't--

Stop being a bitch. Head on the ground, now.

Head on the ground, you piece of shit!

Shut the fuck up, you idiots!

I've had it up to here with this shit, okay?

What was that?

Look, you crazy fuck.

You sit there and mind your business.

You want a piece of me? You know who you're talking to?

Oh, shit.

Anyone else?

So you go out into the boonies and what do you find out?

All these folks are just sitting on these priceless ceramics,

wasting away, using them as dog bowls.

A good eye, that's how you know

- what they're really worth… - Huh?

Mr. Song.

Oh, look who it is! Gwanseok. Hey.

-Oh, wow. -What landed you in here this go around?

Oh, don't even go there.

I handed over a few ceramics to a guy, and it all went sideways.

- Oh, man. - Hey, do you know each other?

Hmm?

He's the Insa-dong Wildcat. I've told you about him.

Oh.

How do you know this kid?

My nephew.

Ah, the rude little bastard who…

Wow.

-You two make quite the pair. -No, no, no, that's my other nephew.

- Heedong. - Ah…

I'm gonna be transferring over to your cell.

-Wait, how? -I gave the guards some money.

What'd I say? There's nothing money can't buy.

Where'd you get the dough?

In my cell, I run the books.

Look at you. Your day is here.

Don't wanna stick around a little longer? Hmm?

Get in touch once you're out. I got work for you.

Hmm?

- Come on, let's go. - Yes, yes.

- I'll see you. - Hang in there.