01x12 - Dark Currents #3

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(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(RAIN PATTERING)

HSIAOYUAN FUNERAL HOME

(EXHALES, SNIFFLES)

(SIGHS, SNIFFLES)

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC FADES)

(BROODING MUSIC PLAYING)

Suicide?

He didn't k*ll anyone.

Why would he have k*lled himself?

He was framed and k*lled, wasn't he?

He was framed and k*lled, wasn't he?

Right?

(RAISES VOICE) Am I right?

Yes!

Who was it?

-Who?
-His superiors!

The people who tortured him, and you!

(BROODING MUSIC CONTINUES)

I know he's innocent.

I'll figure it out.

You focus on that Mudfish.

(SCREAMS, CRIES)

(SCREAMING, CRYING)

(CRYING STOPS)

(BROODING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SOBS)

(SOBS)

(BROODING MUSIC FADES)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(MAN SINGING)

(THEME MUSIC ENDS)

(RAIN PATTERING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(KNOCKING FURIOUSLY)

Wait a minute.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

You're here at this hour
to sign the contract?

Hey.

Sir.

Sir, what are you doing?

What are you... Sir!

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Where's your son?

Where's your son?

Why are you looking for him?

I'm a police officer.

-Police officer?
-You don't believe me?

If you don't believe me,
come to the police station.

But let me tell you,

your son is as good as dead.

What did my son do?

Where is he?

Where is he?

I... I don't know. He...

He didn't return.

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

TRI-SERVICE GENERAL HOSPITAL

So, the bloodstains
on Zhang Ming-Cheng's shirt...

Are they confirmed
not to be Chen Kuan-Ting's?

There are problems with all the evidence

presented by the prosecutor.

He got the wrong guy,

and it resulted in this death.

What next?

Is this all you found?

Yes.

The military police
only have this report left.

The prosecutor knows sh*t's hit the fan,

and he took away all the evidence.

How did the prosecutor describe the way
Zhang Ming-Cheng committed suicide?

He hanged himself with his clothes.

Has the autopsy report been issued?

(TENSE MUSIC FADES)

ASSISTANT: Pardon me. He didn't pick up.
Please hold on a minute.

PWO: Oh, thank you.

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(SIGHS)

Doctor, sir.

Doctor, sir,

they said you were almost back,
so I waited here for you to return.

Is there something I can do for you?

The injury on Chen Kuan-Ting's head...

I've reported all of this
to the prosecutor.

If you want to know anything, go find him.

(DOCTOR SIGHING)

Yes, sir.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

I've submitted everything
to the prosecutor already.

I don't have anything related
with Chen Kuan-Ting's case anymore.

Please leave.

Excuse me.

Are there any marks on the corpse

that suggest he died by hanging?

What do you want?

Does Zhang Ming-Cheng's body
indicate any signs of death by hanging?

That's enough.

What was the cause of death
in his autopsy report?

That's enough! I don't know
what your thoughts are,

but you better forget about it.

It's none of your business.
Don't ask for trouble.

I'm not asking for trouble.

I know the cause of Chen Kuan-Ting's death

hasn't been clarified,
but now Zhang Ming-Cheng is dead too.

Their deaths are highly suspicious!

(PEN CLICKING)

(CONTINUES WRITING)

DOCTOR: Zhang Ming-Cheng...

(TENSE MUSIC FADES)

He hasn't been autopsied.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

MORTUARY

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(CREAKS)

MAN: Wait a minute.

How long have you had this one out?

MAN 2: Twenty hours.

MAN 1: Not again!

Haven't I told you before that
the thawing process is slower in winter?

You need at least 30 hours
before cremation.

MAN 2: I am sorry.

MAN 1: Okay, that's fine.
Let's take this one first.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(UNZIPPING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

(BEEPS, SHUTTER CLICKS)

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

(BEEPS, SHUTTER CLICKS)

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC FADES)

He has many wounds on his body...

but not on his neck.

There are no signs of hanging.

COMMANDER: You have the pictures?

Yeah.

Give them to me.

Okay.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

-Salute!
-PWO, ma'am!

PWO, I need to talk to you.

What is it?

Eh.

What do you want?

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

Where's your memory card?

(GROANS)

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

Let's make it simple.

Just tell me where you put your stuff,

and I'll let it go.

I know you're serious.

You're also very concerned
about the Chen Kuan-Ting case.

But some people in the military police
reported you for snooping around.

They saw you take
all the evidence with you.

That's going a bit far, isn't it?

We don't just have witnesses.

We also took your fingerprints
at the scene.

You don't seem to understand
what's going on, do you?

We'll continue to investigate.

If you're found to have touched
anything else...

if it's related to military secrets...

you could be locked up
for the rest of your life.

I didn't steal anything.

Whether you did it or not
is not up to you.

(CONTINUES EATING)

(INHALES)

We do have another solution,

and I can also let you go.

Anyways, Chen Kuan-Ting's case is closed.

All you have to do
is hand over the pictures

you took in the morgue.

Do you know that Zhang Ming-Cheng
is not the m*rder*r?

I have evidence to prove that he is.

The evidence is flawed.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

He is the m*rder*r.

It's not up to you to decide
whether he's the m*rder*r or not.

(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

-(THUDS)
-(PANTING)

One day.

I'll give you one day.

Think about it.

(DOOR OPENS, SHUTS)

(RAIN PATTERING)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

MOTHER: (HITTING) Say it!

What have you done out there?

Why did the police come to the house?

-You won't tell me, will you?
-(GROANS)

-(FURIOUSLY HITTING)
-MOTHER: If you don't tell me...

Why did the police come to the house?

-(SHOUTS) Why the police?
-(MURMURING)

Why?

Look at me!

Come here! You're learning
from your old man, right?

(CLATTERING)

Eat everything!

Eat everything on the floor!

You're wasting food! Eat up!

Learning from your old man!

Following your father's example,
always fooling around!

Always fooling around!

(SOBBING, SHOUTING) Go to hell!

(THUDS)

(MURMURING)

-Hey!
-(SOBBING)

(MURMURING, SCREAMING)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

m*therf*cker! Stop!

Stop!

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

WOMAN: Hey, why did you come back again?

What happened to you? What's this?

What happened to you?

What's the matter?

Hey! Who are you?

-Stop running.
-Who the hell are you?

Stop it! (SCREAMS)

(MURMURING)

Stop running!

Stop running!

That's enough. Stop it!

-Don't... Come on!
-(GRUNTING)

That's enough! Ow!

Do you know who he is? Huh?

He is the m*rder*r
who k*lled Chen Kuan-Ting!

No! It's Zhang Ming-Cheng!

That's enough!

Go away!

(SOBS) On New Year's Eve,

he came to my house in the morning.

Kuan-Ting went out on his own at noon!

He was here waiting
for Kuan-Ting to return.

(SOBS)

How could he do that? It wasn't him.

-(RAIN PATTERING)
-(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

OLD LADY: You misunderstood him.

The m*rder*r is Zhang Ming-Cheng.

Then why did he run away?

I saw him carrying
lots of stuff to run away.

It's his mother.

He has been beaten
since he was a young kid.

Then he frequently ran away.

He only came back
after he spent his money.

It was tough for his mother too.

She has lived a hard life.

His father was sent to prison
more than ten years ago.

His mother raised him alone.

Mudfish.

Come.

If you cannot get used to staying at home,

come stay at our place, okay?

Don't move around so much.

Okay?

I have to leave now.

Yeah.

(MURMURING)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

(POLICE CAR APPROACHING)

OFFICER 1: Where's the person
who reported the case?

OFFICER 2: He was a paperboy
who passed by here.

He said he would go to
the newspaper delivery place first.

Patrol A-670, A-670.

Calling on-duty 871, 871.

Scene at 18 Lin'an Road.

A woman is slumped on the ground,
no breathing or heartbeat.

Please notify officers in the area
to send someone to help investigate, over.

Patrol A-670, A-670.

Calling on-duty 871, 871.

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIS PLAYING)

Hey.

Hey.

-(MURMURS)
-Hey, wait a minute. It's okay.

-It's okay!
-(MURMURING)

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have hit you yesterday.

I'm sorry.

-It's okay!
-(MURMURING)

I'm sorry.

Yesterday...
I misunderstood you yesterday.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Let me ask you...

Do you want to go on a ship?

Do you want to go on a ship?

Do you want to? A ship.

Like this ship you folded.

Yes, ship.

Kuan-Ting's grandma said
you don't like to go home, right?

I want to go abroad on a ship.

Do you want to come with me?

By ship... Have you ever been on a ship?

Ship.

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

(CHIMING)

(WHIRRING)

When I was little,

my uncle used to beat me too.

So I didn't like going home either.

Hey.

That ship you made is pretty cool.

Can you teach me?

Come on, teach me.

Huh?

(TOY STOPS WHIRRING)

(GENTLE MUSIC FADES)

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

Let's go.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(MUSIC FADES)

-Dad...
-Get in the car first.

I'll drive.

-Let's go to the hospital for a checkup.
-Hm.

Dad,

the prosecutor said
the military police had reported me.

It's okay.

They're just intimidating you.

He's trying to force you
to give him the pictures you took.

(ENGINE STARTS)

It's okay now.

It's all settled.

What do you mean?

The matter
with Zhang Ming-Cheng is settled?

Yes.

The prosecutor admitted it?

Really?

They admitted to everything?

Arresting the wrong person,
torturing the suspect to death...

All of that?

Yan-Zhen.

About Zhang Ming-Cheng's case...

Let it go.

(ENGINE SHUTS OFF)

At the headquarters...

someone's been looking
for a chance to get me.

You know that, right?

Prosecutor Chiang...

is his son.

That man has got some stuff on me.

If he hands it over...

I'll be finished.

I'll go to jail.

So?

(SIGHS)

Part of the terms I negotiated with him...

is to let go of Zhang Ming-Cheng's case.

As long as Prosecutor Chiang is unscathed,

I'll be fine too.

(BROODING MUSIC PLAYING)

Seat belt.

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

Yan-Zhen!

Sorry, I have something else
going on today.

I'll have to close early.

Okay.

You... Are you okay?

I'm fine.

I still have some hot soup.

How about a bowl of soup?

Have a seat.

-Thank you, ma'am.
-It's okay.

Here you go. Enjoy it while it's hot.

Here.

Thank you.

(BROODING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

(MUSIC FADES)

(RAIN PATTERING)

On New Year's Eve...

he was at Chen Kuan-Ting's house.

He is not the m*rder*r.

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

Are you sure you want to take him away?

If he is taken to jail
because of his mother...

he will have a hard time inside.

Ma'am.

Can you do me a favor?

Can I ask you to help me
put my brother's ashes...

in the same columbarium as my mother?

I'll keep trying to figure out the rest.

Thank you.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(MUSIC FADES)

Excuse me, sir.

I'd like to ask you guys something.

Have you seen
this kind of wound before?

No. Who is this?

These are the wounds
on Chen Kuan-Ting's scalp.

I only found out a bit later.

Don't you have anything better to do?

The k*ller was already found.
What's this for?

These wounds are not obvious.

You can't find it
unless the hair is shaved off.

I know you said what happened to the child
seven years ago was an accident,

but, please, investigate harder.

See if there are
any similar wounds on his body.

You're really annoying.

I told you it wasn't a m*rder.

Why can't you understand?

They look weird.

What caused the wound?

Did you find the m*rder weapon?

It's a kendama.

Ever heard of it? It's a kind of toy.

-Kendama?
-Yeah.

What's wrong?

The kid who drowned
in the pool seven years ago,

I've seen his file.

I remember there was a kendama
at the bottom of the pool.

Also...

the case back then...

They investigated it for a few months.

It was later thought to be an accident.

Back then, they had already
investigated a suspect,

a veteran in his seventies.

Wait a minute.

So now it means that the kid
did not drown,

and the m*rder*r is probably
the same person

who k*lled Chen Kuan-Ting?

But what about Zhang Ming-Cheng?

Zhang Ming-Cheng was wrongly accused.

Believe me.

He was really framed.

You guys should hurry up
and investigate the veteran.

You must find the m*rder*r.

I'm worried about other children
being hurt by him.

So...

if it's like what you said,

that prosecutor...
It's the end of his career, I guess.

If this turns out to be true,

the higher-ups will be doomed.

(KOCKING ON DOOR)

(BROODING MUSIC PLAYING)

LOYAL, LEAN

MALE VOICE: Sit there.

These past two days, the police caught
the m*rder*r of an old case.

They discovered Chen Kuan-Ting's m*rder
was done by the same guy.

Did you know about this?

Attorney general, sir.

I know.

Then do you know why I came to you?

Before this, did you participate
in the process of investigation

on Zhang Ming-Cheng?

Yes.

As far as you know,

was Zhang Ming-Cheng
tortured at that time?

Yes.

Does Prosecutor Chiang know
about Zhang Ming-Cheng's t*rture?

Answer me.

He knows.

Did Prosecutor Chiang
order the t*rture of Zhang Ming-Cheng?

Answer me.

Did he?

Tell me.

Yes. (SOBS GENTLY)

Zhang Ming-Cheng's body has been cremated.

To prosecute Prosecutor Chiang,
I need witnesses.

Are you willing to testify?

(BROODING MUSIC CONTINUES)

Good. You may leave now.

I will contact you again.

(DOOR SHUTS)

(BROODING MUSIC CONTINUES)

(BANGING ON TABLE)

COMMANDER: What does Zhang Ming-Cheng's
case have to do with me?

OFFICER: Commander,
I've just explained it clearly.

I didn't come to see you

because of Zhang Ming-Cheng.
It's because I've received some intel

about the arms procurement case.

Please come with me now.

I... f*ck you!

Commander, I don't want to
make things difficult for you.

Please behave yourself.

You…

Who dares to touch me?

Who dares to?

I'll remember this!

Remember this!

(DOOR SHUTS)

(GLOOMY MUSIC FADES)

There's paper in the back.
Take it if you want.

The sea.

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

The sea.

Is that right?

Yes.

Damn. You can speak?

Daddy said...

ship...

will flow from the ditch...

to the sea.

-(PHONE RINGING)
-(BEEPS)

Don't rush, I'm almost there.

BIN: Turn around now.

What?

We'll go out through the seaside in Dalin.

Why the change all of a sudden?

Don't ask so much. Hurry up!

m*therf*cker,
you're playing me like a fool.

(INDICATOR CLICKS)

(PHONE RINGING)

-(BEEPS)
-Hello?

WOMAN: Miss Gao, this is Yang.

I still want to ask you...
Are you willing to be interviewed?

I'd like to talk to you
about the lawsuit against your father...

Don't call again.

(BEEPS)

Doctor, sir.

About Zhang Ming-Cheng's autopsy report...

Thank you for taking these photos.

Although they are incomplete,

we can already confirm
he didn't k*ll himself.

(ARMY MEN CHANTING IN DISTANCE)

About the commander...

Relax, don't think about it too much.

It's not your fault.

The police found the veteran.

I found out later

that he served in this base
when he was young.

He was a very good officer.

But later he was mistaken
for a military spy.

During the trial,
he was blinded in one eye.

He also had mental problems.

(BROODING MUSIC PLAYING)

Get going. Take some time off and rest.

I'm not renewing my contract
after completing my service.

Take care of yourself.

STOP FOR INSPECTION
MILITARY SITE, NO ENTRY

Thank you, ma'am.

OFFICER: Cadence call!

SOLDIERS: Magnificent!

Mighty!

Stern!

Straight!

Quiet!

Strong!

Thorough!

Speedy!

Composure!

Forbearance!

Alertness!

(MUSIC FADES)

(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)

It's big.

Do you want to go on a ship?

That's right.

m*therf*cker, I'm here. Where are you?

Call me back!

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

MAN: No need to call again!

I asked Brother Bin to bring you here.

-Hey, let's go!
-(MURMURING)

-m*therf*cker, f*ck!
-(THUDS)

(SOBS)

f*ck!

Why did you turn to Brother Bin
out of all people?

Don't you know
he's as cowardly as you are?

What do you want to do?
He told me everything!

(SCREAMS)

-(SCREAMING)
-Where in Jakarta?

You're dead, you know that?

-Where is it?
-(SCREAMING)

Tell me and I'll make sure your death
will be as painless as possible.

-(GROANS)
-(GRUNTS)

MING-JIE: Let's go!

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

-Hurry up!
-(MURMURING)

Over here!

What the hell?

-m*therf*cker!
-(CONTINUES HITTING)

-Damn it! Where's Zhang Ming-Jie?
-(MUDFISH SOBBING)

Damn it! What's your relationship
with Zhang Ming-Jie?

How dare you f*cking touch me!

-Hey.
-Damn it! What?

I can't find him.

-f*ck you, m*therf*cker!
-(GROANING)

-f*ck you, m*therf*cker!
-(KICKING FURIOUSLY)

f*ck, you're trying to run, aren't you?
Wanna run, don't you? f*ck!

m*therf*cker.

Hold him! Hold him!
f*ck you, m*therf*cker!

-(GROANING, SOBBING)
-Your legs hurt, don't they?

Your legs hurt, don't they?
Hurts, right?

(MUDFISH CRYING)

Is it broken?

(CRYING CONTINUES)

Zhang Ming-Jie has a brother, right?

MAN 2: I think so.

MAN 1: Take him back.

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(RESOLUTE MUSIC PLAYING)

MAN 1: Playing dead?

-(GRUNTS)
-f*ck!

(GROANS)

f*ck you!

f*ck! m*therf*cker.

f*ck you!

Get up.

(MUDFISH SOBBING)

Hey.

Is he your brother?

(SCREAMING, CRYING)

(SCREAMS)

(SCREAMING, CRYING CONTINUES)

-Stop it!
-(CRYING)

What's the matter? Not speaking up?

(GROANING)

Where is it?

-(MUDFISH SCREAMING)
-Jakarta! Jakarta!

(MUSIC FADES)

Jakarta, Bandung, container 17.

(PANTING)

(WATER SLOSHING)

MAN 1: Boss.

Sure, no problem.

Hm.

Yes.

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

-MAN 1: Hm.
-(GROANING)

Container 17.

(GROANS)

Hey, don't worry.

They will let you go later.

You have to remember...

Remember,
when the police ask you, tell them…

you made your mother fall over
by accident.

You didn't mean to do it.

You were careless...

-because she always hit you.
-(GROANING)

You didn't mean to do it.
You were careless.

Did you hear me?

Remember, you have to tell the police
that you didn't mean to do it.

Did you hear me?

Understood?

Remember it.

(GROANING)

We found the boss's goods.

Thank you.

You've finally learned.

Let him go.

-Let him go.
-Don't worry.

We'll send him to the place you said.

(WAVES CRASHING)

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

MAN 1: Is there anything else
you want to tell us?

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC CONTNUES)

(SPLASHING)

(MOURNFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(MOURNFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC FADES)

(MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Hey.

-Sorry.
-Ma'am.

I am illiterate,

so I have to trouble you
to help me read it.

Okay.

Don't worry.

Just like the lawyer said,

-he won't have any problems.
-Is that so?

That's good. That's good.

Thank you so much.

Right, how have you been doing?

-I'm fine.
-Oh.

Have you found a job yet?

Not yet.

-Really?
-Yes.

It's okay. It doesn't matter.

Take your time.
There must be something out there.

-Thank you.
-Hey.

Is that a whale?

(MUSIC FADES)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(THEME MUSIC ENDS)