The first 191 lines.
Street name, meth.
This wonder drug keeps you awake and erases fear,
practically sending you into euphoria.
It was born during the war.
Soldiers high on it charged into enemy lines without fear,
and it was used to force
conscripted laborers into endless nights of work.
The real problem began after the war.
When liberation came and men returned home to their families,
they were no longer the same.
A boy who had longed to see his father again
was struck with fear at the sight of a man he no longer recognized.
No wonder.
His father had come back as a meth addict.
Stop! Stop it!
Stop!
Jesus Christ. What happened here?
Oh, it's their son.
- That's terrible. - Good grief.
The name of the man who got addicted to meth and killed his wife is
Jang Myeongho.
My father.
Here, have some.
When I was little, my father would often bring home red bean buns.
I got tired of them and said I wanted something else.
But he kept bringing red bean buns.
It wasn't until later that I realized
they were my mother's favorite.
He wasn't buying the buns
for me, but for her.
How's your mom?
Is she doing well?
That damn woman.
She's not cheating on me, is she?
Next time,
make sure you bring her.
Ever since he killed my mother,
he has been locked away in a mental hospital.
Completely unaware of what he didโฆ
He still asks for her.
Hyeeun!
Come here.
Come on, quick.
Your brother's here.
- My brother? - Yeah, go on.
Come on, people. Pick up the pace!
You want to miss today's quota?
How have you been?
You know, same old.
I guess things will get better with time.
Oh, right.
Are you getting any better at guitar?
Wait, how do you know about that?
How would I know?
You told me about it last time.
Ohโฆ
- Did I? -
So, getting better?
No.
Not really.
Why don't you play something? There's a guitar.
What?
No, I don't want to. It's embarrassing.
What's embarrassing?
Give it a try.
Butโฆ
Let's see what you can do on the guitar.
Even if it's bad, don't make fun of me.
Why would I make fun of you?
IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER
Prosecutor, your sentencing recommendation.
The defendants, Robert Blunt
and Jimmy Walters, entered the residence of the victims,
Kim Taeyeong and Lee Suni, on March 2, 1970,
at approximately 7:30 p.m.
In the course of demanding methamphetamine,
they brutally murdered the victims.
The knife and other evidence
recovered at the horrific crime scene
clearly establish their intent to kill
during the commission of the offense.
Therefore, in order to heighten society's vigilance
against the dangers of narcotics addiction,
the Prosecution submits the defendants bear full criminal responsibility.
For the defendants,
Robert Blunt
andโฆ
Jimmy Walters,
the Prosecution seeks a death sentence.
How long?
- Five? Five years? Ten? -
Order in the court!
INDICTMENT
The death penalty?
THE PROSECUTION WALKING THE STRAIGHT PATHโฆ
I thought you promised to reduce their sentences!
That's why the Yanks cooperated with the investigation!
"The Prosecution,
walking the straight path, upholding principle."
I never promised. I said I would consider it.
They deserve the death penalty.
The victims were brutally murdered with slit throats.
And Lee Suni was pregnant.
I know. I get it.
You think the Americans will just sit back?
- What about US-Korea relations? - Wellโฆ
As I understand it,
the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is paying very close attention to that.
And I heard the US just set up a federal agency called
the Drug Enforcement Administration on the president's orders.
So why don't we make something like that too, sir?
If you recommend it to the Prosecutor General,
and he raises it with the President, it could happen.
What have you been up to lately?
Why are you never at your desk?
Well, I'm doing what I've always been doing, sir.
Yeah, so what is it?
- My job. - Which is?
Catching criminals.
You know, my job.
If you'll excuse me, I've got work to do.
Hey,
I'm warning you again.
Don't go stirring up the KCIA.
Well, as long as they're not tangled up in drugs,
I have no reason to.
I'll be going now, sir.
- That nutjob. -
What about the notebook?
There was no notebook.
No notebook?
No.
She said it never existed in the first place.
That crazy bitch.
She pulled all that shit when there wasn't even a notebook?
Right?
You were colluding with Bae Geumji, weren't you?
That's why you went to Japan with her,
and why you met Choi Yuji?
โฆyou stopped me from killing Kang Daeil, right?
Hey. You run a goddamn department at the KCIA.
And you're pushing drugs?
Huh?
What will people say if they find out?
You little shit!
- - Hey.
Did you think I wouldn't know?
- You tried to fool me? -
- How dare you! -
- Oh? Oh? - I'm sorry! I'm sorry, sir!
Get off me.
Please give me one more chance!
And my life is yours.
You goddamn piece of shit.
How about 200 million?
I'll give you 200 million every month.
You must have an insane death wish.
Hey.
If anyone finds out, we're both dead, you asshole.
That'll never happen.
Even if something were to go wrong, we just need to get rid of Kang Daeil.
Sir, it's 200 million every month!
We could make even more down the line!
You don't want to spend your whole life groveling to Chief Cheon, do you?
What did you just say?
I swear I'll do whatever it takes to put you in the Blue House, sir.
Make it 300 million.
Three hundred million every month.
If you can't do it,
then just die.
You snitched, didn't you? You fucking bastard!
Hey, what happened, huh? I didn't snitch.
Come on, man. You scared me.
Look.
Hwang already knew everything, all right?
Jang Geonyoung from Busan District Prosecutors' Office
showed up and told him you were tied up with Kang Daeil.
Jang Geonyoung told him?
Yeah.
How the hell does he know?
Beats me, fucker.
Watch yourself, man.
Keep this up, and you really might end up dead.
Let me meet Cheon Seokjung.
What?
You thought I didn't know?
You're the little rat he planted to keep tabs on Hwang, aren't you?
How long have you known?
Does it matter how long I've known?
Does Hwang know too?
No.
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