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WATCH OUT...

WATCH OUT FOR THE JACKASS WITH A KNIFE

FROM YOON HEE-JAE

You'd better do it one go.

You only have one shot

to stab me in the right place.

Shit, you just won't shut up, will you?

You're no match for me.

Die!

Just die!

WATCH OUT FOR THE JACKASS WITH A KNIFE

I told you you're no match for me, you crazy bitch.

I told you you're no match for me, you crazy bitch!

Dispatch...

some officers, please.

Goodness.

You must have a fair share of enemies.

ATTORNEY JUNG GEUM-JA

You'll probably say it was self-defense.

You can go for now.

Who on earth is the victim here?

The guy arrived at the ER, but he needs eight weeks of treatment.

You should see a doctor first.

Not until I make a pit stop.

You'll be painted online as the city ghost.

The cab's still running, so let's go.

The price has shot up too much.

So annoying, right?

Watch out for the jackass with a knife.

Ta-da.

Would you like a glass?

It's nice.

I had no idea you were such a good cook.

It's delicious.

NONCONSENSUAL FILMING IS ILLEGAL

WHOSE SIDE IS THE LAW ON?

PUNISH HWANG MI-RA WHO TRIED TO KILL ME!

You're Park Hae-suk, right?

How do you know my name?

I'm Jung Geum-ja.

I represent Ms. Hwang Mi-ra.

I have nothing to say. Please leave.

The one at fault isn't the driver but Ms. Hwang, right?

However, the one who beat you up is the driver, Mr. Seo.

It wasn't Ms. Hwang.

Well, that bitch Hwang Mi-ra ordered him to.

Mr. Seo...

shed tears while beating me up and even apologized.

So you have nothing against Mr. Seo.

He's just as pitiful as I am, you know.

Unfortunately,

this trial will lead to his punishment.

That's not what the prosecutor said. Hwang Mi-ra ordered the beating,

so his office won't file charges against him.

Actions carried out by one who was in fear of retaliation

won't be punished due to mitigating circumstances.

Yes, that's right.

But how

can that be proved?

How can anyone prove Hwang Mi-ra ordered the beating?

With words?

With your testimony?

We have enough circumstantial evidence

that proves your hatred for Ms. Hwang.

We have your neighbors' testimony.

But Mr. Seo was there, too!

All right. Let me tell you what has changed since then.

Mr. Seo...

is saying that Ms. Hwang didn't order anything.

He acted of his own accord.

He'll soon say that on record.

But why would he...

take the blame for everything?

I'm sure you heard of the lottery.

He's now a proud owner of his own house. One of 40 pyeong .

You bunch of fucking scumbags.

An attorney?

You people are even worse!

You sell your souls to make a living!

The whole world will learn just how cruel you all are.

If you press charges,

the poor Mr. Seo will spend years behind bars.

What about me then?

What about me?

How is this fair?

Shouldn't someone

at least be held accountable?

Let me try and appease you.

You have a very smart son.

He is

your hope.

His grades are high enough to study at an Ivy League college.

Consider his tuition and expenses completely covered.

You will also be able to live somewhere bigger and better.

Who says that you can't win the lottery yourself?

The law

isn't on your side.

If you don't drop the charges,

we'll countersue on charges of false accusation.

The prosecutor who seems to be on your side at the moment

will end up interrogating you.

What...

What has the world come to?

It's not like you didn't know.

I'm sure you saw how the world is in your line of work.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Grasp it when you can.

Swallow your pride and choose a future for your son.

That's how you can win.

If we meet again,

it'll be hell for you.

And you'll be stuck

in that hellhole forever.

I will retract my offer soon.

Still, at least give me time to think--

Yes, that'd be nice.

But I don't have any to spare.

Promise me

you'll keep your word.

This is what you'll sign.

Why don't we move?

You can throw this away now.

This way.

You want to keep Attorney Yoon on the Issume Case?

Why? Are you against it?

If you had finalized the deal,

we would've given in to Lee Seo-u's demands.

Mr. Yoon is the one who settled this absurd deal.

Still, sir, my team has been working on this case--

-Mr. Ma. -Yes?

Don't show favoritism to attorneys that graduated from your school.

People are already talking.

-Sorry? -Let's not

form a ranking within our office.

Sir, you must have the wrong idea about me.

Instead of saying so, show me that it's nonsense

by being a good mentor to Mr. Yoon.

-I hope I'm not late. -We're good.

-My glass is empty. -Sir,

aren't you already at your limit?

You don't have to be so formal when we're outside the office.

Just address me as you always have.

Calling you Uncle or just Pil-jung is weirder.

Chung-yeon, happy birthday.

I just thought we should grab a bite to eat.

-It being my birthday is just an excuse. -What else can we celebrate then?

It's the ace up my sleeve,

but your father will most likely become a Supreme Court Justice.

There's a high chance that he'll be

making decisions regarding the succession of enterprises.

So the tax law these days--

You know, I'd appreciate it if we didn't bring work home.

Gosh, I'm sorry.

Was that unsettling, Judge Yoon?

What can get more personal than tax, right?

A chief judge and a managing partner of a law firm discussing tax

isn't a personal matter.

Don't you think you're overreacting? We're having fun.

You not finding this wrong worries me.

We shouldn't hang out either then

since I'm an attorney and you're a judge.

-We shouldn't at least talk shop. -My point exactly.

Where do we draw the line between talking shop and small talk?

That's enough, boys. What do you think you're doing?

I'm sorry if I ruined a nice day for you.

We should head inside to get another drink.

Don't worry about it.

It was the alcohol talking.

Did he put in a good word for Dad?

So? What does he want in return?

It's not like that at all.

Look the other way if it's uncomfortable for you.

Hee-jae,

attorneys can plummet down to third-rate in no time.

Earning the most doesn't make you first-rate.

What? "Third-rate"?

Fine, I'll get lost then, Mr. First-rate Judge.

Jeez, sorry.

What are you doing here though?

Isn't today your father's birthday?

Why are you here instead of celebrating with your family?

Why are you here then?

Don't you remember me telling you about the Judicial Training Institute reunion?

Did you?

You don't give a damn, do you?

Our seniors, juniors, and even colleagues are none of your concern.

I'm glad you know.

Then blow off some steam somewhere else.

Must you come here just to ignore him?

What would they think of you?

That I'm a stuck-up bastard.

You know yourself so well.

Look, Hee-jae, knowing when to be political is crucial in life.

I know that. I'm just so over it.

I thought it was a class reunion. Why is Mr. Ma here?

So that I can kiss up to him in a way that makes you cringe.

And the tiresome cycle still continues.