01x05 - Episode 5

[bunniefuu]

I'm a serial k*ller.

On Christmas Eve, I was exhausted.

It's difficult k*lling people,
even those who deserve to die.

I didn't find it exciting anymore.
I no longer felt responsibility.

Did you call a taxi?

The th useless life.

-To Pungam reservoir.
-In this cold weather?

Kim Yo Han?

When my name was called,
I was actually relieved.

What?

So what if you're the police?

I'm trying to make a living here.

Geez...

I don't believe this.
As if my life isn't hard enough already.

I accepted my end.

My mission had not been completed.
I accepted that.

We caught him.
He looks so naive.

-Treat us to a drink, captain.
-Somewhere expensive.

All right.

At the time, I didn't know that
those events all held meaning.

If the story seems to have no end,
you need to finish it yourself.

, years ago,
wise men followed a star to find baby Jesus.

Today, that light led me to them.

I realized that all the coincidences that had occurred,

were part of a destiny that had been determined long ago.

Are monsters born or created?

[Episode ]
[The river bed that the tiger waits at.]

[ - : AM]

Should we go back down?

He didn't get stabbed with the Kn*fe.
Why was it there?

To hide the real w*apon?

It would be better if they had just hidden the body.

Unless they couln't hide it.

Why make it look like they had used a Kn*fe?

Only the m*rder*r has the real w*apon.

I have something to tell you.

What?

-Remember the bruise on Mi Reu's back?
-Yes.

The doctor has one too.
From his shoulder to his waist.

The teacher threw the m*rder*r to the ground before he d*ed.

-What is it?
-We came to open the door for you.

Why? Can I go out?
What about Jo Young Jae?

We know who k*lled the teacher.

Really? Who? Who did it?

Be patient. You'll find out soon.

Choi Chi Hoon.

Who is it? One of us?

-Where are you going?
-We have to find the doctor.

No, gather everyone together first.

Choi Chi Hoon! Did you set him free?

Where's the doctor?

Were you looking for me?

Good morning. Are you all here?

We're missing one. Who is it?

Thanks.

I'm so tired.

I hope I don't pass out again.

Wait. I should say thank you.

Thanks for last night, guys.

Especially you, Moo Yul.
I know you saved me.

I'm really grateful for that.

No, don't be that way.

Ill people should be treated,
whether they're friend or foe.

That's what you learned, right?

Why did you k*ll the teacher?

The teacher...

If only there wasn't a TV in his room.

The police released my photo.

It's not that obvious,
but he could have soon realized that it was me.

''The serial k*ller looks a little like the
man who was in an accident...''

I hope you can understand.

You k*lled someone.
How can we understand that?

Think of it from my perspective.
Then you will understand.

I att*cked him with a g*n, but one arm...

As you can see, I'm not feeling very well.

I'm sensitive,
so I may not be as generous as I usually am.

So don't try anything stupid.

Can you understand that?

[Susin High School . km]
[Jung Ahm Sah . km]

Look.

We made it!

We made it!

We're going to find the lost sheep.

We may lose many sheep in trying to find that one,

but we still have to try.

Choi Chi Hoon, Lee Jae Kyu, group .
Yang Kang Mo, Jo Young Jae, group .

Park Moo Yul, Yoon Eun Sung, group .

One person from each pair leave to find Yoon Su.

The rest of you will stay here and be the hostages.

If Choi Chi Hoon doesn't return,
Lee Jae Kyu will be punished.

The same goes for the rest.
It's really simple.

-It's not hard, right?
-What's the punishment?

Okay. Those who will search...
Choi Chi Hoon, Yang Kang Mo...

-No way.
-Park Moo Yul.

You , leave and seek your departed friend now.

If we don't find him?

I haven't thought about it yet.

I know the school's big, but I'm sure you'll find him.

Unless you don't look for him on purpose.

You'll find him for sure, right?

You have until o'clock.
Meet back here.

-With Yoon Su.
-You know they won't come.

They could just hide.

You're right. It's a little unfair to the hostages.

So I prepared this part.
The hostages' last words.

Beg our ask them to come back.

Shall we begin with Eun Sung.

Eun Sung, don't you think you trust Moo Yul too much?

I know he's a good guy,
but think of the situation at hand.

You tried to k*ll yourself too.

''Eun Sung tried to die, so she'll understand.''

What if he thinks that way?

Silence is a good way of sending a message too.

Don't worry.

-Jo Young Jae now.
-This is stupid.

Is that all?

-Yang Kang Mo.
-Just call me cameraman Yang.

You'll come, right?

Sorry about yesterday,
but the situation...

You understand, right?

It wasn't just me.
Everyone else felt the same.

-Yang Kang Mo...
-Next.

I know I'm bad!

But I shouldn't have to die.

-You'll come, right?
-Stop.

-Yang Kang Mo.
-What would you do?

Next, Lee Jae Kyu.

I'm sorry.

Don't forget.
o'clock on the dot.

Wait!

Let's have Lee Jae Kyu go.
Choi Chi Hoon, stay here.

Start.

I'd hurry up if I were you.

Yoon Su!

Yoon Su!

Why did you switch us?

-You didn't think I'd return?
-Instincts.

A signal went off in my head.

It told me it would be dangerous to send you.

How big is the space that separates life and death?

I was going to k*ll a taxi driver just before the police caught me.

As I was about to leave in that taxi,
the police showed up.

How big was the space between life and death for that driver?

What about for you now? That space...

Yoon Su!

Yoon Su!

Yoon Su!

Yoon Su!

Sould we begin the countdown?

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...

Hey, you.

You didn't find him then?

Couldn't find or didn't find?

Or found him and hid him?

Maybe he saw your g*n and hid himself.

If he's determined to remain hidden,
we can't find him.

You could be right. That's true.

Then what should we do?

Not all he players have arrived.
We can't start the game.

-What kind of game is it?
-It's a really fun game.

I was so looking forward to it.

We never said we'd play a game.

You did agree to it.

When you accepted me here on Christmas Eve.

What should we do then?

Forfeit the game or just a small penalty?

Who should we give the penalty to?

The leader?

The team's ace?

The player with problems?

I guess a pretty girl makes a good sacrifice.

-Moo Yul.
-Are you crazy?

What game? What sacrifice?

Do you think holding a g*n makes you God?

You're just crazy. You m*rder*r!

I'm disappointed.

Someone who display hostility is so easy.

Moo Yul...

I'm not doing this for fun either.

If the st rule isn't strict,
the game can't be played.

If you want,
I can give the penalty to you.

Is that what you want?

You want to play a game?

What kind of game?

Is that a real g*n?

Okay, you must have a lot of questions.

How about this?

Let's have a question and answer session.

Ask a question each.
I will tell the truth when answering.

-Can we discuss the question?
-No, you can't.

Who should we begin with?
Yoon Su?

You want to know if this is real?
Is that your question?

-How many people did you k*ll?
- including the teacher.

-Why did you k*ll him?
-These questions are boring.

Why did you k*ll the high school girls from Chuncheon?

They were impolite.
So ill-mannered and offensive.

They laughed and were so loud. They swore too.

I can bet you this.

I bet the people on the bus that day felt the same way I did.

''I wish those girls would disappear if only they'd go.''

So I thought about it.
Those girls being there...

Living on with their lives...
Is that beneficial or not?

-Next?
-What's the game you'll play with us?

Remember the letters you received?

Who sent the letter? That's the game.

You or me.
When one of us finds the answer, game over.

What happens if we lose?

Yes, that's really important.

If you find out first, I will punish the sender.

If I find out first, of those who received the letter...

The person who committed the worst crime will be punished.

-If they confess?
-Then I win.

-That's not fair.
-Isn't it?

But life itself is unfair.

-If...
-Your question's done. Who else?

How will you find out who sent the letter?

By having a conversation with each of you.

Don't worry.

It won't be any different to meeting a counselor.

I'm not going to t*rture you.

Choi Chi Hoon?

How many b*ll*ts do you have?

The number of b*ll*ts?

I have b*ll*ts in total.

I had . The st was to scare.
The nd k*lled the teacher.

Worst case scenario...
of you will live.

If you planned to att*ck me,
go with the th.

Should we move on then?

We're going to start the sessions.
Relax until it's your turn.

What if we lie when talking to you?

I don't mind.
A good counselor finds more in lies than the truth.

Who should we begin with?

Yang Kang Mo.

Kang Mo, stay here.
The rest of you, go inside.

-What are we looking for?
-Anything to use as a w*apon.

Why did you come back before?

What?

It would've been good if all of you hadn't returned.

-Then all of you would die.
-We wouldn't die.

of us? If we got lucky,
including Yoon Su.

If people were hiding,
he would't know what to do.

-How do you know?
-He's a crazy m*rder*r.

-He doesn't think logically.
-No.

Chi Hoon could be right.
He was careful in choosing the pairs.

He formed those pairs so that they would return.

I can understand you and Moo Yul.
What about Kang Mo and Yeonjae?

He knows they don't get along.
He hates him, so he can't run.

If he doesn't go back, Young Jae will die.

Make him think that he could be responsible for k*lling him.

Running away equals m*rder.

Why cameraman Yang?

Why him first?

Why? Isn't it just random?

If he was that clever in forming the pairs,

he wouldn't just pick anyone as the st counsel.

Then why Kang Mo?

He knows he sent the letters.

Not that again.

It was my mistake to think that he k*lled the teacher.

But he's the only one who is connected to Kim Jin Su.

The doctor has a hunch, but no evidence.

Counseling?
I bet he's talking him into confessing right now.

''I'll let you live, so just own up to it.''

This is a ridiculous game!

Thank goodness you didn't send the letters.

You'd raise your hand and say you did it before he even asked.

Wouldn't you? You would die if you got caught.

Would you be willing to die for everyone else?

-Don't act like you're so heroic.
-You're right. I couldn't do that.

But I wouldn't be able to betray everyone as light-heartedly as you.

If you cry while betraying,
does that show loyalty?

How did things become this way?

I have a cousin named Jun Mo.

He was so excited about seeing Bea Yong Jun in Myeong-dong.

He said he waved at him, like this.

He was so excited...

What would he say if he knew I was with a m*rder*r?

Can... Can I get a photo of you?

That's pushing my luck, right?

Oh! Are you going to write a book later on.

The serial K*llers in the States write books in prison.

They sell the rights for a huge sum and a film is produced.

The serial K*llers become rich.

So now, there's a law in the States.

If they make money from the book,
it goes to the victims' families.

Did you know that? Everything's so big in the movies...

I love foreign films.

[Yang Kang Mo - Compulsive gossiping.]

[High flammable (Take Caution)]

Is there a way?

A few, but I don't know if they will work.

The faster, the better.
He's a psychology expert.

As time goes on,
we become more disadvantaged.

Kang Mo's alone with him now...
It makes me nervous.

I don't know about that,
but I agree with attacking quickly.

As times goes on,
he will find out about the school system.

-How fast then?
-Tonight.

At the end, Brad Pitt kills the photo journalist.

The photo journalist is such a coward.

I guess directors don't really like journalists.

In ''Die Hard'' and ,
the journalist is portrayed badly.

-Kang Mo.
-Have you seen it? Bruce Willis...

-Yang Kang Mo.
-Yes?

Can we be silent for minutes?

I see. Am I going on and on?

Sometimes,
words flow out of my head like a waterfall...

You're a good storyteller.

You know how to begin and change the topic.

You mix in humor too.

But I can't laugh at your words.

Because you seem so desperate.

The current situation...

Yes, you must be nervous.

As you said, it's not often that you sit with a serial k*ller.

There's a moth called Rhagastic mongoliana.

The caterpillar has such a decorative pattern.

From above, it's looks like a snake,
so birds don't touch it.

It uses its most vulnerable point in order to att*ck.

Do you know why the way you talk is so desperate?

Because it's your camouflage.

Listening and talking...

Does your disability still burden you?

-How much further to your school?
-I'm not sure.

I have no sense of direction or distance because of the snow.

What kind of jewel is that?

-It's a gallstone.
-A gallstone?

From inside your body?

You're so weird.

Whose is it? Yours?

It's just a lucky charm to protect me.

Do you get afraid of things too?

-Ghosts?
-Headaches.

You should take medicine to protect yourself from that.

Whose body did it come from?

Hey! The soup...

-Stop right there!
-Why?

Do you know how precious that is?

It was when I was .

At our preschool concert...

Our class put on a music show.

I was in charge of the cowbell.

All I had to do was shake it on time.

No tone, no rhythm.
Just one shake.

At the end of the st verse, then the nd verse.

It was nothing compared to the castanets or the tambourine.

That day, the performance...

Performance...

My dad videotaped it.

There were in our class.

I stood out from the group.

I stood like everyone else,
but only my face is different.

You said I was desperate.

That was how I looked then.

Desperate...

It was nothing special.
No one would care if I didn't ring it.

But I was so nervous. I kept looking around.

I was so nervous, my shoulder were so tense.

That's what being disabled is.

It's nothing to anyone else,
but I'm really desperate.

So did you ring the cowbell?

I don't know. It was so long ago.

The only place we can predict his movement is the cafeteria.

He will sit here like at lunch.

Someone here with handcuffs.
The other over here.

When he puts the g*n down... It's to eat.

Do you like animal documentaries?

When it doesn't rain on the plains of Africa...

Thousands of zebras gather by the river.

At the river, a lion waits for them.

The lion is after only zebra among thousands.

The weakest one.

Injured or separated from its mother.

It's not just the lion who waits for such a zebra.

The other zebras wait too.

They want the one to be sacrificed to show itself quickly.

So the rest can drink water.

Imagine that you're the injured zebra...

But no one knows it.
Not the lion, not the other zebras.

What would you do?

Why are you asking me that?

The lion by the river, this situation.
They're quite similar, right?

Should we finish up?

Hurry.

It's all done.

Open it.

Kang Mo.

Open the door.

Everyone, hands on the table.

Did the session go well?

-Thanks to you.
-What did you discuss?

Psychologists and priests must keep their clients' privacy.

What if it's a tie?

If neither you nor we can figure out who sent the letter?

Then I'll be the loser.

Today's the th. days left.

If you can hang in there until then, you win.
Generous, right?

Should I be more honest?

There's only way I can win.

If the sender confesses.

The sender, listen to me.

If you stay silent,
you can protect everyone.

But you need to be confident the others won't tell on you.

The other of you who didn't send the letters, listen.

When you find out who sent them...

You may choose to not tell me.

But again, you have to have faith that
the sender won't confess to it.

Yes, trust is the basis of this game.

How much do you trust each other?

You're the smartest in our country...

Has anyone taught you about trust?

Thanks.

This is strange...

I didn't think it would be an enjoyable meal,

but I didn't expect it to be this tense.

What is it?

Yang Kang Mo! The g*n!

When the police caught me,
I thought it was all over.

But the snowstorm, the accident,
and even right now.

It seems like fate is on my side.

Why? Why does fate favor me?

That was close, right?

Anyways, we need to wrap up.
What should we do?

Let's try to guess who was behind this.

Who? Who planned this?

I'm pretending to be calm,
but my adrenaline's pumping.

I didn't get to eat dinner and I almost smashed my forehead.

Do you think I will tolerate silence in this situation?

Who planned this?

Don't ask me.

Tell me on the count of . ...

-Why are you asking me?
- .

Ask someone else!

- .
-Choi Chi Hoon!

He started it.

I knew it.

What are you going to do?

What will you do to Chi Hoon?

Shouldn't it be a life for a life?

We didn't try to k*ll you.

We just wanted your g*n.

Once you had my g*n, I would be weak.

Then you'd report me to the police.

I'd be given a life sentence or ex*cuted.
It's the same thing.

You said you'd k*ll one of us first.

You said that first. This was self defense.

You're right.
You rebelled with good reason.

I'm also taking appropriate measures

to protect myself.

Does that upset you?

Or is a serial k*ller's life

less valuable than that of a growing teenager's?

A king's life,
a pigeon's life... It's all worth the same.

Go upstairs.

Please forgive me.

I'll do whatever you want me to.

Don't k*ll me. Let me live.

There are of you.

I'm alone and injured.

I need to protect myself.
I can't just let it go.

Like I said,
the rules need to be strict for the game to continue.

It's all your fault, you crazy jerk!

It's your fault!
Did you do it on purpose?

you took his side!

It's all your fault!

Let go! It's his fault!

You...

You can't hear, right?

Why didn't you say anything?

The river where the lion waits.

If you were an injured zebra,
what would you do?

The river where the lion waits.
Where time isn't on your side.

If you knew your friend was injured,
what would you do?

The river where the lion waits.

When dying of thirst,
someone must be sacrificed.

Or you cannot drink a single drop.
What would you do?

We can only pray that the most impatient will jump into the river,

that someone will be injured,

that a young one will fall behind,

that the lion will be satisfied.

How can you not hope for that?

If you were standing by the river where the lion waits...