Jo Pil-ho: The Dawning Rage (악질경찰)

City of Happiness Ansan

2015

This is Ansan 2-1, 2464, go ahead.

Currently passing 4-15, over.

Turn 21, 2813.

1-8, heading out.

Nice.

You damn... thief...

You son of a bitch.

I told you to come right out afterwards.

I'm sorry.

Get the tools.

What's the total?

$28,000.

- Yo. - What?

Don't bullshit me.

One, two!

Sorry about that.

I saw you stash more earlier.

I can't look away for even a second.

Every damn time, you petty shit.

Sun Dried Salt

Give us luck...

Don't do that shit.

Don't do what?

Come.

We never got caught thanks to this, asshole.

I'll whip you if you ignore my calls.

Okay, fine.

Oh yeah, Gi-chul.

- Come here. - What?

Eat a dick, douche.

Move the fuck out of the way.

Ass fucking cop.

Jo Pil-ho: The Dawning Rage

Sookie's Pork Bone Soup

Hello? Is Mr. Wong there?

Who are you?

Me?

We waterskied together, I'm Stephanie.

So what? Did you fuck him?

Why do you ask?

Did you?

You're not a call girl?

I'm that bastard's wife, bitch.

Listen, lady.

Even if you're his wife, you can't ask if we fucked.

Listen to this slut.

Have some semblance of decency.

This is so stupid...

If Mr. Wong comes in, tell him I have Viagra ready,

so have him call me.

Having fun? You liked that?

Not gonna do that again!

Yo!

You shoulda been an actress, you re damn good!

That was epic...

It's me.

I'm sending you a number, get me the call log.

What?

It's that dude who went dark after taking my money.

The number's his wife's, she's gonna call him.

Yup.

Text me his location.

Good.

The prosecution has conducted search and seizure at Taesung Group,

and is searching for the missing $780M

which is thought to be used as their slush fund.

Chairman Jung Yi-hyang is under investigation...

Our biggest corporation steals like no one's business.

This investigation is politically charged move to slander Taesung Corp,

we have done nothing wrong...

$780M?

Pay me just $78K

Ansan Police, Danwon District

Come in, over here!

They were hired to make damn doors,

but they just made damn knives.

What the hell is your name, asshole!

Yo, Azim!

You're back again?

You traffic weapons now?

You bitch!

Spit your gum! How dare you!

Come out.

If the Internal Affairs sniff me, I'm done for, dammit.

Got a new baby, eh?

- Dipshit. - Another mouth to feed.

Eat some noodles, stay off meth.

Later. Say no to drugs.

You got a job at a noodle shop,

but if you smoke pot instead, what does that make me?

Words of the Lord.

Holy Bible

- Be good, okay? - Amen.

What a cutie.

Hey, Jo Pil-ho!

Goddamn shit...

Jo, John, Johnson, shrinking dick!

Here you off to?

Go easy on my sacred family name.

Whoops!

Wow.

Honestly, at least wait until the sun goes down.

Already pulling tricks in broad daylight?

Jerk someone else's Johnson.

Why are you always on my case?

You got a motor mouth for a fucktard with micro Johnson.

Jesus...

You got a dirty mouth, you know that?

Internal Affairs nowadays only promote dirty rugs?

- What? - It's cool.

Pil-ho.

This won't be like last time when you slithered away.

I'm gonna search up your asshole,

and send you to Chungsong prison.

Is that so?

Too bad I don't have GPS on my car,

I wouldn't know where to go.

Remember Glass Bones? The fragile gangster.

He's been busy since taking over

Mr. Yeom's building.

It smelled fishy, so I looked into it,

and I heard someone sweet talked him into it,

a civil servant, just like you, a cop.

That cop even chipped in $300K to buy the building.

What should we do to the cop?

Lock him the fuck up, isn't that obvious?

Listen.

It's not really an advice,

but you really can't maintain a poker face.

I'm off.

Stay low, dipshit.

How's the fucking food?!

You'll have a stroke, come sit down.

Goddamn fuckers, you got appetite?

Can you eat right now?

It just got delivered!

My chopstick is still dry.

As soon as your money cleared,

they started sniffing around.

Why's that Internal douche so antsy to eat you alive?

I shouldn't have taken your money.

What the shit?

Let's just wipe it all clean.

You were gonna quit anyway.

Sell the building before they get any closer,

and we go into booze business.

With your network and my manpower,

We got it made.

Can you get a $200K loan?

We gotta cover the bills.

200-fucking-thousand?

You think that grows on trees?

Where the hell do I get $200K, asshole?

Then what should we do?

If we can't pay up, all our money,

it's gone, gone with the wind!

Do you model for Adidas or something?

How dare you glare at me?

What's with that bimbo?

Han Gi-chul! Han Gi-chul!

You got it all wrong, I was with Sung-jin!

- Bag. - No way.

Keep it up and we're done.

Yeah? So it is! Let go of me!

Let go! Don't call me, I'll fucking kill you

Mina, wait! Please! Mina!

Jang Mina, don't go!

You really got it wrong! Mina, please!

Was she the high schooler you mentioned?

Did it feel nice to get your ass kicked by a girl?

She's not like that.

Like hell she's not, moron.

- What's the total? - $28,000.

So $59,000 combined then.

Yeah.

$59,000..

Why all of sudden? Something's up?

Bud,

let's do one more job.

One big score.

It's a clean phone.

Alarm will be disabled at 3, then go inside.

Dude, this isn't right.

You want to rob a police warehouse?

It's so out of my league.

We could get at least 10 years for this.

You scared?

I became a cop because cops scare me.

Don't worry, we won't get caught.

Get going.

I'll be back, boss.

Going on a trip, dick head?

Green wire... green wire...

Eh?

What's taking him so long?

Recent Calls

Calling...

You cut the green one?