Dali & the Cocky Prince (달리와 감자탕)

Just say that Director Kim Nak Chun seemed a little different...

whenever the artworks came in.

It's nothing tough.

This is just ridiculous.

He bleached his hair and removed body hair.

- Darn it. - The case is getting transferred.

It's getting transferred?

- Darn it. - Where are you going?

Let go of me, you punk.

Hey, man!

Then what?

Will you indict someone you know?

The case will get dropped anyway.

You'll only make a row.

They're going to transfer it...

- and let it blow over. - Why won't he be indicted?

It's obvious that Kim Si Hyung is the culprit.

The Cheongsong family also wants to put a lid on this.

What?

Let's be frank. This will taint their reputation.

Ms. Kim isn't the only one in the Cheongsong family.

There's even a video. What if it gets leaked?

Then it'd be game over for them.

They can just say that Mr. Kim was ill...

and thought that those drugs were painkillers.

It's best for them if we keep this silent.

He's right.

Anyway, our higher-ups are currently speaking...

with Cheongsong,

so let's end it at that.

- Let's go have some soju. - Goodbye.

Hey.

This is Snow Flower.

It's the best quality of meth.

These drugs are worth almost 500,000 dollars.

Are you saying he smuggled them just to relieve his pain?

What kind of nonsense is that?

Hey, look.

Hey, when was the video taken again?

What?

Where was that painting from again?

- Look for it. - Why...

- What do you want me to do? - Mr. Joo.

Hello.

Ms. Song.

Why... Why are you here?

I'm here to...

Why are you in a disguise?

I'm usually dressed like this unless I'm going to work.

Really? That's news to me. Gosh.

- Have some. - Thank you.

- My pleasure. - Thank you.

He told me to say that Director Kim had seemed...

a little different whenever the artworks came in.

In return,

he'd let me be the director of Jeil Newspaper's art gallery.

And he'd pay for my mother's sanitarium.

He promised to send my son abroad...

and let me be a curator at the National Museum.

Assemblyman An promised that?

But why?

Did he resent Mr. Kim?

Last time, Ms. Kim posted a petition...

on the Blue House website regarding real estate.

Maybe he's taking revenge.

Don't you think he's spending too much money...

for personal vengeance?

I know he's an assemblyman,

but how could he pay for the studying abroad program...

and the sanitarium?

Do you have any proof?

Perhaps, a call log...

or a voice recording.

You see, he checked my phone as soon as we met.

And he seemed to have used...

a burner phone.

The number you dialed does not exist.

No way.

What? Why was he there?

Normally,

did he handle foreign artworks himself...

whenever he received them?

No. There was no need for that.

Even if that was the case, we would've noticed.

Whenever we receive a foreign artwork,

three curators unwrap it together.

- Because there are times... - Be careful.

When the artworks are damaged.

And we film everything.

We would've noticed if there was something on the frame.

When... When was this again?

It was that day.

The day before his death.

Come in.

Sir. The artwork we received from New York seems a bit off.

I think someone must have touched it.

What are you talking about?

I checked everything before I left yesterday.

Hold on.

Where?

New York?

As in the US?

Yes. The one in the US.

Are you sure it was the US, not Asia?

Yes, I'm sure.

That's correct.

Look for the footage of when you were unwrapping the artwork.

It's this one.

- Cindy Gostan, right? - Yes, you're right.

Is this the same frame?

I think so.

I'm not sure.

- They're different. - My goodness.

Could you get back together...

with Tae Jin?

You could do that much...

for our family's sake, couldn't you?

I mean, you're one of us, aren't you?

Do you know what your so-called mother did to Da Li?

Wait. Is she not your mother?

You are one messed-up family, so I don't know your family tree.

Fine. I grabbed her hair and slapped her a few times.

A girl like that deserves to be beaten more.

How dare she seduce you and bring misfortunes to our family?

I heard...

that you met my stepmother.

Are you okay?

I'm sorry.

- This won't happen ever... - I'm sorry.

I'm a bit tired.

I'd like to go home and rest.

Okay.

Go upstairs first. I'll cook something simple and...

No.

I'm going to bed straight away.

I don't need anything.

Dad.

What do you want me to do?

That jerk, Kim Si Hyung.

He was a client at a bar, my previous workplace.

What bar?

Naturally,

he found out that I lied on my resume.

At first, he pretended not to know anything,

but later on, he blackmailed me that if I didn't do what he wanted,

he would tell everyone.

What did he make you do?

He told me to take out a painting from the gallery's storage.

So he stole the painting, listed as the gallery's asset?

I knew it.

I could tell someone had been there.

So...

what does that have to do with the footage?

Because I switched the painting in the video too.

Just like how I stole a painting from the storage.

If we stole them without replacements, he'd find out.

So we had been switching them with fake paintings.

But...

he asked me to do something that day he never asked before.

Kim Si Hyung told me to put the original painting back.

And he wanted me to bring back...

the fake painting Director Kim broke.

What is my uncle doing?

Did he say anything?

He just said he broke the frame by accident.

He didn't ask for me?

No.

Why didn't he say anything?

By the way,

why do you want this back?

You're not going to sell it?

You just stick to what I tell you to do.

Don't stick your nose where it doesn't belong.

What a nosy wench.

So he wanted you to put the original painting back?

If he was going to return it,

what was the point of going through the trouble?

Let's sum it up chronologically.

Kim Si Hyung made you switch the original painting...

with a fake one that had drugs hidden inside.

And he took a photo of Director Kim looking for the drugs.

And after taking that video,

you put the painting back?

Is that correct?

He was trying to get him on camera.

Tae Jin.

What brings you here this morning?

Let's talk on the way.

I don't have much time.

Get in.

Don't get in.

Don't. Let me drive you.

I'll drop you off. Get in my car.

Mr. Jin.

Talk with me first. We still need to talk.

Let's talk...

while we have breakfast together.

I need to tell you something.

How much longer will you listen to his sob story?

I'll call you after work.