Butterfly

Previously on Butterfly...

I have a job for you if you're interested.

Who is the target?

David Jung, my old partner.

I should call Juno.

Just tell me where you are and I'll send a team.

S-Something's wrong.

Why haven't we found him?!

- Sayavong has eyes. - Take him out.

Daddy, you're hurt.

You have a daughter?

Hello?

It's me. I need my order as soon as possible.

You ordered a lot of food. I'm still making it.

You can pick it up in a few days.

No, I need it by tomorrow. Delivery.

Delivery?

I can't. I need more time.

We're starving here. We can't wait that long.

It's customers like you that make me want to retire.

If you can't help me, then I'll have to order from Jagalchi Market.

No, no. I will make it work. Is 8:00 p.m. good?

Yes. See you then.

And hey, Yong-Shik.

We're even now.

No. Never.

20:00PM Jagalchi Market

So... do I call you Mom?

If that's what you want.

You look like my daughter.

I look nothing like her.

He didn't tell you about Minhee?

Oh, my God, David.

What are you reading?

In English, it's The Secret Garden.

Do you like it?

Unni wants to know if you like your book.

I like it.

Well, it's about a little girl whose parents never wanted her.

That's kind of dark, don't you think?

What are you, like, five?

I'm seven. Today's my birthday.

My dad disappeared nine years ago, and now he has a seven-year-old?

Were you two together when he left?

No, of course not.

I met him here when he was in hiding.

We-- It happened fast.

Minhee was born a year later.

How do you meet a man who's supposed to be dead?

Is there an app for that?

He needed a new identity.

A new life. I helped him.

By fucking him?

I know what you're doing, Rebecca.

But I'm not your enemy.

Poor girl.

I give her ten years tops,

she's gonna be a psycho like the rest of us.

Why didn't you tell me you had a fucking kid?

For some reason, I thought you might take it badly.

You replaced me and my dead mom with Korean replicas.

I didn't replace anybody.

Look, it took everything I had to find you.

I didn't want to drive you away.

Now we're all stuck together.

One big happy family.

Look, let's just get to the safe house and regroup.

All right? I've got weapons, cash, medical supplies.

We can stay there tonight

and then we'll take a ferry to Fukuoka first thing in the morning.

-I need a passport. Mine's burned. -They're in the works.

They'll be delivered to us tonight in Busan.

We're never gonna make it to Busan.

Juno is gonna have a team of operatives ready to storm the train at the next stop.

I'm working on that.

You let him get away.

I didn't know he'd have help.

-That woman, who is she? -His daughter.

Ah. He taught her how to fight?

He had nothing to do with it. I made Rebecca everything she is.

Should I congratulate you?

You should do your fucking job.

Or did I make a mistake hiring you?

There's no mistake.

We'll see.

You know what train he's on and what direction it's headed in.

I've got a team en route to the next station.

I suggest you be there.

Don't disappoint me again.

What happened?

Commissioner General Hwang is furious about the incident at Dongdaegu station.

His office has been flooded with 119 calls from panicked commuters.

-So he cut our access to the feeds? -More than that.

He knows Rebecca's Caddis.

He's saying this is an internal company issue

and is cutting us off completely.

Okay, well, let's just lean on our contacts and go over his head.

No. How long until the train is at the station?

Nine minutes.

Tell Minhee to get ready.

We're getting off the train.

But we are not at the station.

Hurry. We don't have much time.

Hurry.

Okay. We'll stand outside.

Brace yourself. Hold on to something.

Everybody ready?

The train's just made an emergency stop two kilometers away from the station.

That's David.

Get our team out there, now.

Eunju.

-You're okay? -Yeah.

Here. Come on.

David just got off the train north of the station.

There's a truck depot nearby. I bet he's headed there to escape.

Got it.

Hey.

Excuse me, but are you going to Busan?

Yes, I am.

Thank God.

Is there any way you can give us a lift?

We can pay.

We're so sorry, but our car broke down.

We can't call a taxi,

and it's our daughter's birthday.

Can you please help us?

Come up on that side.

Thank you so much.

Everyone get down.

He's in the shipping truck with the white cab.

License plate 8052.

White cab. License 8052.

White cab, 8052. Move in.

Get out!

Open it, now!

Okay, let's go.

Come on.

Unni.

You need to take off your shoes.

Daddy, are we having my birthday party here?

No, we're just spending the night.

Then we're gonna take a ferry.

And then we're gonna take a plane to a very special place.

Hmm.

Minhee, let's go wash our hands

-and change into some clean clothes. -Okay.

Upstairs.

Does anyone know about this place?

No, it's clean.

Are you sure?

Caddis always finds a way.

I started Caddis.

Don't forget that.

Never.

Window.

Stay here.

Jin-Soo?

Oh, sir. I wasn't expecting you.

If I'd known you were coming...

I thought you said this place is clean?

It is.

Yeah?

Then who was that?

That's Mr. Kwon.

He looks after the place for me.

Don't worry, I use an alias and I pay him in cash.

Is he going to be a problem?

Is who going to be a problem?

Nobody.

Where's Minhee?

She's taking a bath.

Who are you talking about?

You don't need to worry about it.

Let's talk for a second.

I know why you need to do this, for you and for Rebecca.

But you pulled me and Minhee into it, too.

You're right.

I'm sorry.

I don't need you to be sorry.

But if we are going to be a family,

let's be a family.

It's not you and Rebecca against the world.

Thank you.

I know this is hard for you.

And I know Rebecca's not making it any easier.

Why would she?

I can't even imagine what she must be going through.

I love you.

What's wrong?

Rebecca.

She's, uh...

She's what?

Different.

How's the Karpov investigation going, George?

Actually, that's not why I'm here.

Oliver's grown since I last saw him.

Not as much as we'd hoped.

Between his father's height and mine, I thought he'd be at least six-two.

He's inherited his mother's taste for nightlife.

I seem to recall you shutting down O'Shea's