The Possessed (Possession / Bingui / 빙의)

ALL CHARACTERS, ORGANIZATIONS, LOCATIONS, INCIDENTS, AND RELIGIONS

IN THIS DRAMA ARE FICTITIOUS

SEPTEMBER 1995 ANPYEONG-GUN, GYEONGGI-DO

EPISODE 1

Detective Kim, wait until we get there.

Don't go in alone.

Get your asses here quickly.

You see that?

Take a good look.

Not everyone is granted the opportunity

to watch themselves die.

Do you know what the average human life span is?

About 70 years?

Do you know what the fairest thing

in this shitty world we live in is?

Whether you're good-looking or ugly,

whether you're rich or poor,

and whether you're a thief or a judge,

death takes everyone within a hundred years.

You want to live, don't you?

But the billions of people who walk this earth are all going to die

in a hundred years' time.

It's just a matter of who gets to live a couple of years longer.

Wouldn't it be better to get things over with quickly?

Don't you feel at ease now?

Take your pick.

What? What is it?

Please don't kill me.

Why are you doing this to me?

Sir, please don't.

Please!

You could pass for an actress.

They're running a little late,

aren't they?

You've got a pretty face for a police officer.

Maybe that's why you were chosen as bait.

Just go to hell,

you psycho killer.

The next bullet goes to your head.

Put it down.

-Officer Han. -Detective Kim!

You'll be safe. Hang in there.

We've been playing a game of hide-and-seek for the past two years.

Now, we finally meet.

Isn't that so, Detective Kim Nak-cheon?

I left countless traces behind, but those stupid cops

were busy following the wrong leads.

But Detective Kim, you certainly are different from them, aren't you?

You're one talkative killer.

Put that ax down, or I'll put a hole in your head.

Don't you think you got too greedy?

I get that you were desperate to catch me,

but I never thought you'd go as far as to use your female colleague as bait.

Put the ax down, asshole!

Relax.

Step back. Now.

No!

You should have kept your eyes on the float after throwing your bait.

You bastard.

Don't you want to know who my next target is?

Actually, there are two.

You son of a bitch.

One of them is a kind and pretty lady who works at a grocery store

to support her family because her husband is earning a pittance.

And the other is a little girl who goes to Saetbyeol Kindergarten.

She's her daughter.

You know what?

There's a fine line between pain and pleasure.

First, I'll kill the kid, so the mother can watch her daughter die,

and then I'll kill her, too.

The pain she'll have to suffer from watching her daughter die

before her eyes would be beyond excruciating.

But the pain is only fleeting because she's going to die soon anyway.

Who do you think will suffer the greatest pain?

It's the man who will lose

both his loving daughter and wife on the same day.

He will be the one to bear the pain.

Yes, that's it. It's really nothing.

The first time is the hardest.

Take a look at yourself.

You and I are no different.

Detective Kim!

Detective Kim, put that down.

State your name.

Is your name Hwang Dae-du?

There's something...

interesting about strangulation.

At first, your body frantically writhes in desperation to live.

Resident registration number, 620813--

But at the final moment of your life, you stop resisting.

If you think it's due to enervation,

you're wrong.

You experience the overwhelming pleasure that you've never felt before.

If I had stopped strangling my victims at that precise moment,

they would have tried to kill me for stopping.

As for you people, you only give suffering to others.

You apprehend people,

lock them up, and even kill them.

It might have been a brief moment,

but I granted them a taste of incredible exhilaration.

Tell me, who is the bigger sinner?

Hwang Dae-du, keep your mouth shut.

Let's get this over with quickly. You're tantalizing me.

HWANG DAE-DU DIED DECEMBER 30, 1997

20 YEARS LATER

-What are you doing? -What the...

-Assholes! -Stop him.

-What? Are you chickening out? -What's his problem?

Come and fight me!

It's been a while, Detective Kim Nak-cheon.

I'm a bit nervous.

-He's young but great at reading fortunes. -Is he that good?

-Of course. -I heard he's amazing.

Not only is he handsome but also he is great at fortune-telling!

Excuse me, is he really that good?

Apparently, he's... Oh, I'm sorry.

They say he knows everything before you even sit down.

That is incredible.

Do you think he'll be able to stop my husband from cheating on me?

Don't worry. That's his expertise.

I speak from my friend's experience.

His face is gorgeous. He's totally my type.

It's too bad he's not an idol star.

-He's so handsome. -If he debuted,

-I would've joined his fan club. -I know! Me, too.

It would be perfect if he sings as a side job.

Just the thought of it makes me happy.

You dream of acting, don't you?

Oh, my gosh. How did you know?

Don't ask me how I know these things.

I can't tell you my business secrets.

I'm sorry.

Do you think it's possible for me to become an actress?

You have the looks to become one.

But you lack one thing.

And what is that?

You don't have dohwasal in your fortune.

Dohwasal?

It means you don't have the charm to attract others.

You need more than a pretty face or a hot body to attract people.

If you can't mesmerize the audience, you're no better than a mannequin.

Then, what should I do?

You must fill what you lack.

Give me your hand.

The fortunes of shamans and actors tend to be similar.

If you keep someone who can fill those lacking qualities close by,

you can naturally share that person's fortune.

-Go out with me for just one year. -I'm sorry?

It'll be more effective than a talisman that costs you millions of won.

Honestly, I'm not someone to have relationships

with humans of the mundane world,

but your earnestness moved me.

Look how much I made.

I just love the smell of money.

What's a thug doing here?

Is that a statue of a mountain god?

My goodness.

How may I help you?

Try and guess what your fate will be

five minutes from now.

-What? -Take a guess.

I'm so sorry.

I'll never do such a thing again, so please have mercy on me.

I beg of you.

Did you think I'd say that?

I never demanded money or valuables.

They're the ones who keep coming to me. I'm no criminal.

Then what do you call picking up girls who come to have their fortunes read?

You're a total Casanova.

Detective, you need to elaborate on the so-called laws you claim I offended.

What a nutcase.

It's the criminals like you who rant the most about the law and regulations.

Listen, you're playing a dangerous game

between law and ethics.

Are you really a cop?

What?

Jeez.

Oh, man...

Don't you call yourself a shaman?

KANG PIL-SEONG

Didn't your little spirits tell you if I'm a con artist or a cop?

Stop beating around the bush

and just tell me the facts about what criminal offenses I committed.

It's kind of ironic to be hearing a shaman talk about facts.

Okay, look.

It's not like I'm saying I'll be arresting you or anything.

I came here just to give you a warning.

That you shouldn't toy with women.

We're living in a Confucian country, after all.

Is this the police? A man who looks like a thug approached me

showing his police ID card, and he's threatening me--

My goodness.

Come on.

Master Bae, why don't we...

Let's be cool and talk it out. You startled me with that sudden call.

Don't you ever use me to sort out your personal matters again.

For goodness's sake, I'm a detective in the Violent Crimes Unit.

Why should I humiliate myself by hunting your ex down?

I won't be able to subdue my anger until I see him get screwed over.

I'm not your private investigator.