Mr. Plankton (Mr. 플랑크톤)

I… am going to die now.

Fuck.

Damn it. Fucking hell.

Every night,

I imagined what it'd be like to die.

Would it be exhilarating, like jumping over a hurdle?

Or would it feel as freeing as throwing off soaking wet clothes?

Maybe, like walking from one subway car to the next, or…

something else mundane.

You fucking bastard!

No.

Now that it's here, it's not like any of that.

I…

I want to keep living.

Die!

- -

I really want to keep living.

I'll kill you myself!

MR. PLANKTON

Again? Another one?

What's the problem? Why do you all keep dying?

Stop doing that.

Kid ran away from home?

NOTICE OF DEMOLITION

What's the exact situation? Are they a delinquent or a runaway?

Yeah, for sure, it's a piece of cake. A day and a half, tops.

Give us the name and the date of birth.

- Oh, hey, long time no see. - Hi.

So, uh, once we get your three million won retainer, we'll start--

What the fuck! Hey, dudes!

You guys are all blocking the road!

What?

No, my boss doesn't do small jobs like this.

I'm the one who takes care of these situations.

Well, if you're feeling hesitant, you can find someone else.

We're busy as hell.

TO BE DEMOLISHED HAE-JO ERRAND CENTER

There's only two of you left, so listen to me.

Take the other one, if you're planning to die.

Because it's better to go together.

Open the door, Hae-jo-ya! I know you're in there!

Open the door!

Stupid door. We should really replace that.

Whoo!

- - Oh!

Ah!

Oh, noonim!

You dropped your shoe. I'll bring it to you.

Here you go!

- The door. - Sure thing.

We don't want your perfect skin to get sunburned.

That useless dumbass!

Oh, where is he? Sauna, I bet.

Getting a scrub-down.

Ugh! Typical.

That little weasel.

Where did he run to this time?

He just does whatever the hell he wants.

Like how you can't stop the seasons from changing,

he comes and goes as he pleases.

Shit.

Anyway, can you smell that summer air?

- Lackey kkari. - The name's Yoo Gi-ho, noonim.

Lackey kkari, I think you should tell your boss this.

He's pretty, but you'd both better be out by the end of the month.

- Okay. - Ice water.

- Sure. - It's boiling in here. Hey, hey!

- Turn that fan on high first. - Oh, the fan! It's hot!

Oh good.

It's so hot.

Fuck, man.

They're going to tear down this building no matter what.

Why does he have to be so difficult

when I'm the one being harassed by the union?

- He's so annoying. - Yeah, he is being a pain in the butt.

I bet that none of the other landlords

are literally begging their tenants to move out.

- -

Noonim, everyone knows how understanding you are.

Are you cooling down?

Oh, so refreshing!

Well, he has to move.

- Tell him to move in with me. - What?

He's staying here because he has no place to go.

I'll take him in.

I just bought a new king-size bed, so it's perfect.

Oh.

Oh, this is terrible.

I know you're young, but you're going to ruin your back

if you keep on sleeping like this, okay?

This couch is awful.

Yeah, they're moving out. Right, by the end of the month.

Are you out of your mind?

Oh, if you fucking show up with an excavator

without my permission, you'll be dead!

I was almost crushed to death.

Ah, my foot's asleep.

I told you we should hurry and find a new office,

or else you're really gonna end up in that lady's bed.

It won't be the first time.

Wait, I've been meaning to ask about you two.

What's going on with you guys?

- She's my eomma. - Eomma?

- And noona. - Oh, crap.

Goddamn it!

- Ew, gross! - Lover, friend…

Pick up your dog's poop!

You don't even deserve to have a pet, seriously!

Boss, my landlady, and pimp.

Yeah, sure.

Are we moving? Where are we going? What's going on? What's the plan?

I'm not holding out. I have nowhere to stay.

There's no place I'm interested in.

I'm staying put because of that.

Fine. Let's get some work done.

Let's see what kind of wackos are waiting for us today.

HAE-JO ERRAND CENTER

LOOKING FOR A STAND-IN SON

This guy wants us to keep his mom company at her nursing home

and pretend to be him because she won't recognize him anyway.

That's boring. Next.

It's that druggie in Sadang again. He wants 200 zolpidem tablets.

Tell him to drop dead. He had his fun.

- Next. - Next.

This guy's manager is on a work trip. "Can you please kill my--"

We're not hit men, you fucker. Next.

This person's son is being bullied at their school,

and they want us to stop the bullies.

Hmm. Sounds fun.

First, we'll get evidence by hacking into the bullies' phones.

Walk the kid to and from school.

We'll put heat on the school and the office of education.

Seven million now, a success fee when the job's done.

Samchon Package is seven million won.

Wow, talk about inflation.

- - Ugh, it's that post again?

- Jeez. - What is it?

It's a little girl asking us to find her brother who ran away.

But the brat's taken over the board. How am I supposed to delete all these?

Fuck.

- A little girl? - A fourth grader.

She's, what, ten or eleven?

- Eleven. -

Ow! Shit!

This is exactly why I said

to make a post about us not taking runway or missing persons cases.

Shit.

- "Shit"? - Yeah.

Because it doesn't make sense!

A missing person? It's easy and rewarding. It's good money, so why not?

Why turn away a gold mine? It's just bad business, dude.

- Hey, don't talk to me that way. - I could kill you right now, man.

- Kill? - Yeah.

You're treating me like I'm younger than you.

Show me your ID and prove to me that I'm not older.

You're that desperate to be making money from a boss who's younger than you are?

Fine, I'll be your dongsaeng.

Hyung. Kkari hyung .

You want to know why I don't take missing persons cases? Simple.

If a parent loses their child,

it's the parent's job to find out where they've gone.

If the kid chooses to run away from home, then we should respect their decision.

In other words, there is zero reason for us to get involved.

Am I getting through to you?

Kkari-ya.

Yep, I heard you loud and clear, Hae-jo hyung.

Then hurry up with the post. And get some food for us. I'm starving.

"We do not take missing person or runaway cases,

you stupid morons."

Fuck!

We've arrived.

ERR CENTER

"Hae-jo."

"Randy House"?