(This drama is based on real-life events.)
(Incidents, names, and places have been altered for the drama.)
(Night of December 2009, at Suwon Hyosung High School)
(Forensic Science)
The defendant...
assaulted and killed Kim Se Hyun.
He was sentenced to five years in prison...
and fully served his time.
He retracted his confession at the retrial...
because of his stray cat nature obtained from living on the streets.
What do you mean, a stray cat? He was wronged!
Counsel. Sit down.
We still recommend that the defendant be sentenced...
to five years in prison.
I'd like to submit...
two new pieces of evidence that will prove his innocence.
This is the weather report for December 2, 2009.
It snowed from 1am to 5am in Suwon that day.
The total snowfall was 3cm.
Next is a security video from Suwon Station.
My client confessed to the police that he moved the body at 2am.
But this is not true.
As you can see, my client was drinking...
in front of this convenience store at that time.
The body was covered by 3cm of snow.
This is consistent with the weather report.
Thus, Kim Se Hyun was brought to the site before 1am...
when the snow began to fall.
Kim Kyung Il may have moved the body before 10pm.
That is why...
I submit the evening study hall sign-in sheet...
from Hyosung High School.
There was an evening study hall until 10pm that night.
The students had to walk past the field to exit the school.
If someone had moved the body there before 10pm,
someone would've seen it and called it in.
(Court Rendering Verdict May 18, 10am)
The defendant is found...
not guilty.
The court gives the defendant our heartfelt apologies...
on behalf of the justice department for the pain suffered...
for several years for a crime he did not commit.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
What is all this?
When did you come?
Stop it! What are you people doing?
Hurry.
How do you feel?
We're happy, of course.
Please give us a statement.
We'll make a statement...
once we have a final judgment with no appeals left.
(Episode 1)
Who knew we'd see a day like this?
We must be more careful on days like this.
The verdict of not guilty for Kim Kyung Il...
was finalized with no appeals.
This is the first time in history that a conviction...
was overturned in a retrial.
Listen to this.
"The prosecution accepts the decision of the court..."
"and will not appeal."
Congratulations, Mr. Park.
That was a great come-from-behind win!
Okay! It's the first time in history.
I like that.
- Prepare a press release. - Okay.
And send it to every media company.
Let's row while the tide is in, and go to Seocho-dong!
Let's leave Suwon!
The first time in history.
High school grad Park Tae Yong's come-from-behind win!
I'll write it up nicely and send it to everyone.
Mr. Park. Life really is about that one big break.
Will I be able to collect all of my back-pay...
in one big payment too?
You're so dense.
Like that's so much money.
- There's a lot of traffic. - Okay.
We should speed down the bus-only lane today.
How much could the ticket be? I'll pay it.
Let's step on the accelerator today!
- Go! - Should we?
Let's go!
Aren't you going?
Let's abide by the law.
I fell for it.
Here comes the attorney Mr. Park Tae Yong.
You wrote a new page in history as a high school grad lawyer.
I have much respect for the Justice Department for their courage.
Do you know what dream my mother had before having me?
A train appeared in her dream.
It was speeding along...
and shot into the sky.
What could that mean?
Dragon!
The dragon!
The train became a dragon and flew into the sky.
I worked as a public defender for seven years...
and was paid 300 dollars per case.
Since I only graduated from high school,
no one would entrust me with their case.
It was tough,
but I had faith in the dream that I'd be a dragon.
That's how I'm here today.
Mr. Kim Kyung Il.
Why did you confess to something you didn't do 10 years ago?
My homeless friend Cho Gwan Ho...
told the cops I did it.
I swore I didn't do it,
but the cops kept saying that I was the killer.
Just spend the winter in jail and you can get out.
How can I say I killed him when I didn't?
Why you...
Aren't you going to do it?
Mr. Park...
was the only person who believed me.
I hate Cho Gwan Ho...
more than the cop who framed me.
Whenever I think about him,
I feel the rage within me.
(Supreme Court Justice Jo Ki Soo)
My apologies. I should've called first.
I was asked to nominate someone for Chief Justice...
of the Supreme Court.
So I was thinking of nominating you.
Thank you, sir.
I promise I will repay you.
Let's hope for the best.
That judge...
who apologized for a decision rendered by my senior.
He needs to be punished.
How could he overturn a decision rendered by a senior judge...
and apologize for it?
If we keep granting retrials,
it will destabilize the legal system.
It will destroy the nation.
Yes, sir.
I understand, sir.
You must be busy.
I wanted to give you some good news.
The nomination for Chief Justice of the Supreme Court...
Thank you, sir.
Thank you.
(Chief Justice of the Gwangju Court of Appeals)
Hanwoo really is different.
It's melting in my mouth.
Short ribs are 43 dollars per serving.
Can we really eat this?
Gosh.
Who eats pork anymore?
You'll chip your tooth if you eat such tough meat.
I'll get you an unlimited pass for beef soon.
Mr. Park. Thank you for clearing my name.
No, don't be. Rather, thank you.
You've saved me.
Please eat.
Hanyang Bank called earlier.
One of the loans is due.
These people! That's chump change! Didn't they see the news?
Tell them to read the room before calling!
Seriously. Like that's real money.
Gosh. Eat.
I'm a public defender turned millionaire.
Gosh. Just eat.
- Two more servings please! - Okay!
- Good night. - Okay.
Good night.
Let's go.
The judges' room.
They're all prosecutors.
At times like these, you don't greet them loudly.
Just a short nod.
And then we pay.
Then they know who paid.
They'll remember us.
I see.
You need to know this much if you want to make it.
I'll pay for the judges and that table.
870 dollars?
No, sir.
Look. Rich clients are going to line up now.
Why are you worried?
Let's look at the big picture.
Bring me the card once she rings it up.
Three months, please.
It's going up.
Yes! Congratulations. Here's another one.
"I hung in because I had faith in my mom's dream."
"A page in history written by a high school grad lawyer."
"After Park Tae Yong mentioned his mom's dream,"
"people are rushing to see fortune tellers."
"Wando News' interview."
"Tae Yong is our island's pride and joy."
That's all.
Print a banner and send it to Wando Borough Hall.
Yes, sir.
Mr. Park, you have a guest.
Clients are pouring in. Show them in.
Thank you.
It took me forever to find your office.
I'm drenched in sweat.
It smells.
- I'm sorry. - It's fine.
My clients are all struggling just like you.
It's the smell of life.
- I'm used to it. Have a seat. - Thank you.
You've had a busy day, didn't you?
I came late on purpose since it was probably hectic.
How may I help you?
Did you hit someone?
- What? - Or did you steal something?
I hope it's not a sex crime.
I have to think about my image.
I'd rather not take sex crime cases.
I'm reporter Park Sam Soo.
I came late in the evening so I could interview you.
Oh, you're a reporter? I'm sorry.
I have big data in my head,
and I thought you looked just like the clients I've had...
in the past seven years as a public defender.
"News and New"? That's an interesting name.
It's grown a lot recently. You've never heard of it?
I'm too busy defending all kinds of people...
to read the news.
It was your first criminal case retrial. It must have been hard.
Nothing in the world is easy.
When did you first meet Mr. Kim Kyung Il?
You can find it on the Internet.
Did the prosecutors who framed the homeless man...
- express their regret? - Are you there?
- Yes? - Where are Oh Won Shik case files?
They're right on your desk.
Oh, there they are.
You seem very busy.
I am. You picked the wrong time. It's been a little hectic today.
Well, maybe I should come back another time.
I'll give you a call.
Okay.
- Are you there? - Yes?
Get him out of here.
Thanks for the water.
Gosh.
It's way too easy to become a reporter these days.
That's why they're so incompetent.
Hello, Reporter Kang.
What happened?
You went all the way to Suwon to interview Park Tae Yong.
He must be too busy. He seems to be out of his mind.
So you came back empty-handed?
But I'll get you something even better.
Open that.
("Father Strangled by Middle Schooler")
- So what? - What do you mean?
You've lost your touch. Don't you feel anything?
Once I visit the scene, I can turn this into a scoop.
Cut it out. We already know everything.
Abusive father strangled to death.
That's just regurgitating the police briefing.
It doesn't make you feel anything.
Don't you want to know what made the kid kill her father?
An article that makes you keep reading even while crying.
Nothing is more profitable than another person's tragedy.
Send a newbie with me. It'll only take a couple of days.
Okay?
Hey, tall guy, come here.
Don't!
Do you think it's a good idea...
to send two scary-looking guys to interview a girl?
I'll turn this into a scoop, I promise.
Hey. Not you. I mean you, the girl.
Okay. I'll keep my word.
Things will change in two days.
Gosh.
What kind of local news reporter wears those shoes?
- Where do you live? - Why?
What? Are you worried I'll show up there?
You need to change your shoes.
- I live in Pangyo, Bundang. - That's far away.
Follow me. We're going to Gangneung.
Call your mom and tell her you're not coming home tonight.
Do I have to wear these?
You can't write good articles without legwork.
Can't I wear prettier ones?
I know you already have many of those.
But when you collect information, nothing beats hiking shoes.
They're sturdy.
Okay. Thank you.
- It's for you. - Thank you.
You only wear cheap clothes.
Why are you buying me something nice?
I must be out of my mind.
Tell me where we should start.
- Gangneung Police Station. - What? Why?
We don't know the girl's name and address...
and which middle school she goes to.
Padu Middle School, Class 3-1, Jung Myung Hee.
- How did you know that? - Is your head for decoration?
Why do you carry it around?
We'll start with Padu Middle School.
Why do you have such a foul mouth?
A foul mouth, my foot.
The world is going crazy. How could I speak nicely?
Anyway, how did you find out her name and school?
After years of domestic violence, your friend got arrested...
for murdering her father.
What would be the first thing you do?
I'd start a campaign to save her.
- How? - I'd complain to the police...
and the Office of Education...
Her friends took over the police website bulletin boards,
demanding Jung Myung Hee of Padu Middle School be released.
Kids these days don't understand human rights.
How could they reveal her real name like that?
Can you do this alone?
Visit the teachers' room first and then interview her friends.
What about you?
Try it alone.
I'll be over there, enjoying the sea.
Call me when you're done.
- Where is he? - Please sit down.
- You can't touch that. - Come on.
- We'll wait until he comes out. - Sit down.
What are they doing?
- Gosh, what is this? - When can we meet him?
- We've been waiting so long. - Please.
- Gosh. - Is he coming out?
Mr. Park, what do we do now?
Everyone found out that we've been charging...
300 dollars per case for the past seven years.
People in difficult situations are pouring in from everywhere.
I worked as a public defender for seven years...
and was paid 300 dollars per case.
This is not right.
What do we do?
I wonder if they even have 30 dollars,
- let alone 300. - What do we do now?
Why are you drinking in someone else's building in broad daylight?
Don't worry. I have 300 dollars here.
I'm here to meet the honorable Mr. Park.
Pick up your coins and go back to the station.
- Gosh. - What did you say?
Oh, my. The whole building smells like alcohol.
Ma'am, you're blocking the entrance. Move over there.
Why would you touch me?
I live in a metropolitan city.
- Move. - Put the camera away.
- We're shooting. - I'm sorry.
Please move over there.
Okay. Just a second, please.
Mr. Park, it's Hanyang Bank.
Now that you've become famous,
they want you to pay back 100,000 dollars first.
There are reporters outside. What should we do?
Was my mom's dream wrong?
Maybe the dragon train broke down on its way up.
Or maybe it derailed.
First, get off the phone. Gather around.
I'll have to call you back. Okay.
I'm sure some of them have money.
The TV cameras are rolling.
If we kick out those people now, we're doomed.
Let's sit down and talk to some of the people first.
- What? - Remember.
We just need to find one rich person.
Mr. Park, actually,
Chairman Kim of Hwaryong Construction called earlier.
- Okay. - He didn't know your background.
He doesn't want you on his divorce case anymore.
How much was the contingent fee that he offered?
He offered 20,000 dollars plus a contingent fee of 100,000 dollars.
100,000 dollars?
This is bad.
Did I emphasize that I only graduated from high school too much?
What should we do?
It's Hanyang Bank again. What should we do?
Turn off your phone for now.
Gosh. What do we do?
I turned off the phone. What should we do now?
- Are you done? - I feel so sorry for the girl.
Her father got drunk,
showed up at her school, and hit her.
Aren't you sad?
How can you be eating ramyeon now?
Gosh, you startled me. Why do you have to yell?
Then get her out of prison!
Did you eat? No?
Then go eat first.
After Lawyer Park Tae Yong overturned the conviction...
of a man for the murder of a homeless girl,
people from all over the country are visiting him.
Mr. Park is now offering free legal consultation,
setting an example for other lawyers.
- Okay. - Sir.
- Yes? - It's not free.
Some of them must have money. I haven't given up yet.
Mr. Park, you should give up.
- We'll make you a star. - Forget it.
I don't want to be a star.
This is too much. Please save me.
If you do this, more people will come.
Good luck. You can do this.
Excuse me.
- Can you hurry up? - What is this?
Hello? Is anybody here?
Who is it?
- Hello. - Hello.
We're reporters from Seoul.
I'm here regarding Jung Myung Hee.
I see.
Are you reporters?
Please come in.
Stop it!
Stop it, I said!
Mom...
What's wrong?
Nothing. Let's head inside.
Let's go.
Why does it matter if Las Vegas is a state or a city?
I thought it was a paper cup!
I really like that...
Where can I find that?
He owned a hotteok truck.
Seriously...
Any progress today?
Nothing for me.
Did anyone pay us counseling fees?
Yes.
We got some.
Why is the stack so thin?
Come on. Who would give 250 dollars? It's not even 300 dollars.
Oh, right.
This person didn't even have money to go back home,
so I had to give him back 50 dollars.
The Las Vegas guy...
gave me 10 days' worth...
of his earning.
This is probably all he had.
Gosh.
Goodness.
- Excuse me. - What! Who was that?
My son...
goes crazy when he gets drunk.
If he's not on the ship, he's drinking.
His wife ran away when Myung Hee was around six...
because she couldn't stand it anymore.
What happened that night?
My son was drunk again,
and was harassing my husband,
choking him.
Die, you old man!
Father!
Stop it!
Please stop!
- Father! - Let go!
Please stop.
Because he wouldn't stop,
Myung Hee choked...
her father's neck with a rope.
Do you know what it is like to hit the bottom of your life?
My son was trying to kill his own father,
and my granddaughter went to jail...
while trying to stop that because she killed her own father.
This is rock bottom.
Could I see Myung Hee's room?
You can head in.
Could you unlock it for us?
It's not locked.
You can open it yourself.
Mom!
Mom...
Ma'am, do you mind...
if I bring this back to you tomorrow morning?
I'll be sure to return it.
Sure, go ahead.
Thank you.
Don't come in!
You can come back tomorrow.
We're done with counseling today.
Please go back. We're sorry.
We waited outside for 10 hours.
We came a really long way from Samjung.
We've been counseling for 15 hours today!
Please go back.
Please.
Come on. They came a long way.
Come in, sit down.
Have a seat.
What brings you all the way here from Samjung?
Just like the homeless girl murder case,
we didn't kill anyone.
But we got scared, so we said that we did...
and went to jail.
Blamed for murder? Now I'm scared.
What about you two?
They're my friends,
and they have developmental disabilities.
Not me. Just my friends.
How did you three end up getting blamed for a murder?
Because I made a mistake.
Don't you know about the Samjung three-man murder?
You haven't heard of it?
It's quite famous.
We don't know. We don't have time to watch the news.
That all happened because of me.
Anyway, we're not guilty.
Please take a look at this.
Excuse me,
you've come a long way,
so let me give these to you at least.
It's fine.
No, take them.
Thank you for hearing me out.
Please save our poor Myung Hee.
All right.
Thank you.
What's that?
Jung Myung Hee's diary.
(September 10, 2019)
(I miss you so much. Why did you leave me?)
When there's ever a murder,
always take the written records of those involved first.
Whether it be the accused or the victim,
whether it be a suicide or a homicide.
Keep that in mind.
Is that good?
You're not going to die from it.
You will, actually.
("I Was Even Abused at school")
Okay! The article is good.
You're smarter than you look.
Really?
I'll hand it in. Get some rest.
Leave the diary to me.
I'm going to go out to the beach first.
And add your name to the article.
We did this together.
You got the diary.
I gave you an exclusive.
You don't want to take credit for it all on your own?
I feel guilty.
It's like you're spoon feeding me.
You're more honest than you look.
- All right. Enjoy your walk. - Thanks!
(Send)
(Mail sent successfully)
- Mr. Park? - My goodness!
Are you crying?
What are you talking about?
Why did you come back so quickly?
I didn't know you could cry too.
I'm going to tell everyone.
You want to die? I'm going to take your shoes!
You want to go back to Seoul barefoot?
- Goodness. - Look at this!
Lucky Yoo Kyung.
She landed an exclusive.
The case didn't get many views when it was first reported,
but it's such a hot issue now that Mr. Park is on it.
Mr. Park is indeed an elite.
Amazing. A human rights organization is...
on the case to save the student.
Even politicians are in support.
Sir, do you have the documents?
I need the documents.
This is too much!
Is a law office building a soup kitchen?
Is it a homeless shelter?
How can he say that?
What are you saying?
The whole building reeks of disgusting odor,
I can't even focus on work!
That's a little...
Because of these 300-dollar clients,
my clients are turning away!
You're talking a little too cheap, aren't you?
Even if I charge 300 dollars,
it doesn't mean that these people are worth 300 dollars!
- That's right! - Yes!
A soup kitchen?
- Hey, - Yes?
- order 50 jjajangmyeon... - What?
- and 15 tangsuyuk! - What?
Get extra onions, so that the whole building smells!
- What? - You people!
Stop!
You're all insane!
Everyone, lunch is on me!
What about the money?
It's not that much.
We may not have money, but we have pride!
Eat up!
Thank you.
Thank you so much!
Anyone not eating?
"The prosecution frees the middle-school student..."
"who killed her father."
"To be on a non-restraint order."
How many exclusives have you gotten this year?
How do you expect me to boast like that?
Are you sure this isn't exaggerated?
The content is so good, why would I exaggerate?
Did you steal the diary?
You think I'm a petty thief?
I borrowed it from the grandmother with permission.
That still means that you read through a minor's diary...
without permission.
Don't fool around. A lot of people are watching you now.
How much do I get as a bonus for this exclusive?
Don't you think it's too early to bring up the money talk?
Good work.
Enjoy some barbecue after the training session.
Yes, ma'am.
Why is this getting attention because of you,
when Daejin Daily reported it and didn't?
- Because I'm a good reporter. - How self-conceited.
I'm just me, Sam Soo.
Mr. Park,
Daejin Daily and different companies already wrote on the case,
but why is it gaining attention now that you've written on it?
Well,
for the first four days, no reporter had visited...
Jung Myung Hee's school or home.
They just recited the police briefings.
A reporter must go to the site.
They must listen to those directly involved...
and write the articles in detail.
You all wish that you were me, right?
- Yes. - Yes.
- You want me to teach you how? - Yes!
But you guys won't be able to do it,
- not even if I taught you. - Why not?
A good reporter is born a good reporter.
You can't be good reporters.
Why can't we?
Look at all of you.
You've all graduated...
from the most prestigious high schools, didn't you?
I graduated from the worst, a trade school.
- You all live in condos, right? - Yes.
I've gone from the basement to the penthouse.
So, how can we be on the same level?
This discrepancy can't be narrowed just with hard work.
A good reporter is born a good reporter.
You guys just can't be that.
Your lives were too smooth.
How would you tell others' stories when you don't have yours?
Why do you only love murder cases?
Your best one was on the wife that killed her husband too.
"Why did she get that knife?"
That's because Mr. Park is a pervert.
I confirmed it when I went with him to look into this case.
What? How can you be so sure?
Did something happen between you two?
- What? - You're right.
They went on a two-day trip to Gangneung.
Seems like they did a lot more than just investigating.
Keep the trash talk up.
Reporters who are terrible at storytelling...
are always the ones making up disgusting stories.
Dinner with the prosecutors?
This is all for today's training.
Write this down in red.
A good reporter is born a good reporter.
Some things are just not achievable by hard work.
Seriously? Come on.
Seoul will be selling the land in Techno Town.
It'll be 6,000 dollars per 3.3m²...
for IT, media, and bio-related companies.
That's almost for free.
The price will easily soar up to 60,000 dollars per 3.3m²,
and more importantly, we can build buildings.
Seoul Mayor Kang Chul Woo is selling the properties,
so do you think we'd really have a chance?
This isn't time to think about political denominations.
It's about the future of the company.
Ms. Shin.
Let me borrow Sam Soo for about five months.
"Seoul Mayor Kang Chul Woo's Autobiography Publishing Proposal"?
Mayor Kang wants to run for presidency.
He also has the highest level of support for it right now.
You know what I mean, right?
I'm sorry I made you all wait.
You should've gotten started without me.
Eat up.
Here. Pour drinks for everyone.
We'll do a toast first.
Today's dinner is...
hosted by the new Public Relations Officer,
Head Prosecutor Jang Yoon Suk.
Please raise your glasses.
- Thank you! - Thank you.
Cheers to the reporters,
who work hard for lawfulness, justice,
and for the weak!
- Cheers! - Cheers!
- Congratulations. - Good work.
Let's see.
(Reporter Profile)
How come none of the press corps...
is from Seoul National University this time?
(Soocheon University Social Sciences)
No way.
There's someone from S University.
- Really? - Yes.
Who's from our school?
Who's Reporter Park Sam Soo?
Come over here. Sit beside me.
I'll pour you a drink, Mr. Park.
What an honor for me.
When else would I ever get to drink with a Soocheon University alumni?
Bring a chair and sit over here.
- Here. - Soocheon University?
Where is that even?
Is it competitive to get in?
Where's Soocheon University located? In Pohang?
Do you get half-dried herrings served at the cafeteria?
How did you make it all the way to Seoul?
Amazing. Cheers.
When was your first time ever on the subway?
Do you know that Line 9 now has seatbelts?
The subway loops 360 degrees as it crosses the Han River.
It loops around, so you need to buckle up!
Good one.
No way. He took two years to get admitted.
This is insane.
Mr. Park, are you sure this profile isn't made-up?
Documents don't lie. Only people do.
Why didn't you take three years?
You could've made it to Chungcheong Province maybe.
Why did you only take two years?
Your name says Sam Soo, but you only took two years,
and that's why your life is such a mess.
What does your father do?
You sure talk a lot.
Come in.
(Head Prosecutor Jang Yoon Suk)
Yoon Suk. I made a mistake yesterday.
Why are you calling me by my first name?
I got drunk last night,
so I was a little hurt by what you said.
I've been on a subway when I was a kid.
I've been to the top of the 63 Building too.
If you'd find it in your heart...
You twerp.
You talk way too much.
Get up. Sit here.
I'm still a little drunk.
Don't get on your knees. How humiliating.
Drink this.
Now we're even. Okay? Let's forget it.
Mr. Park. Let's do this right, okay?
And stop wearing that stretched-out shirt.
Buy some new clothes when you get paid.
Are you still hungover?
Have some dried pollack soup.
It's okay, Yoon Suk. I'm no thug.
All the other reporters took it yesterday.
It's spending money from our boss.
I see. The chancellor?
You won't take it?
You really won't take it?
Well... In that case.
No, in case it falls.
I'll... I'll take it.
I'm still hungover.
- Should I give it back? - Yes.
Yes, well...
I'm so stiff.
I drank too much.
How could a reporter kneel before a prosecutor?
He went off at you first and pinched your cheek.
You are a refined and dignified reporter.
Must you speak like that?
What reporter gets on their knees in this day and age?
Have you no pride?
You went to Yonsei University, right?
- So? - You may be where you are...
because you kept your pride,
but I got here by swallowing mine.
Barely.
Have you met anyone...
from Soocheon University but me in Seoul?
- I have not. - You know,
I crawled on my knees to get within the four gates...
and have to stay flat on the ground to barely hang on.
I threw my pride to the dogs ages ago.
Hey. Even still. How lame is that to kneel...
Hey.
Who cares about being lame?
If someone like you wears worn-out shoes,
it's called "vintage".
What if we wear them?
They say we're dirty. Dirty.
Poor and pathetic.
You know that.
While we're at it,
take off those hiking boots.
Use your instincts for expressing the tragedies of the poor...
to appease the rich.
It'll be lucrative.
Mr. Park. How long must we live like this?
We're four months behind on rent.
Should we move our office?
Sorry for making you two suffer.
I promise to repay you...
when things pick up.
Oh no.
That was close.
You can't chew pork belly with cartilage...
like it's tender beef. You'll chip...
You'll chip your tooth.
Pork isn't beef.
Who eats pork anymore?
You'll chip your tooth...
if you eat such tough meat.
I'll get you an unlimited pass for beef soon.
My father who ran a funeral home used to say...
you'll be punished...
if you shun the needy.
Dad. There are a lot of nice flowers...
at the stationery in town.
We should buy those and put them on the coffin.
Why do we always do this?
I should be out playing.
These people worked hard at sea and died.
I bet they never got to wear make up while they were alive.
They're about to meet their maker.
So I should make them pretty.
They'll rot in the ground.
Why bother making them pretty?
We have to be good to the dead...
so that our family will be blessed!
They lived and died on a boat...
and never once got to ride in a nice car.
We should let them ride a flowery carriage at least once.
That way, you'll be able to ride a flowery palanquin later.
I'm going to ride a car!
A big, expensive one!
Our family survives on people dying.
Mass deaths are even better.
The more you live off of the tragedies of other people,
the more thoughtful you have to be!
If you were half as good to Mom as you are to dead people,
she'd be riding a flowery palanquin all her life.
You brat! Do it nicely!
It's all crooked!
I won't do it!
I'm going to play!
What? Get back to work!
Where are you going? You twerp.
Get back here!
I must be suffering now...
because I ran away that day.
Still, you've succeeded.
A funeral home owner's son became a lawyer.
This must be a family business too.
Most of the clients of lawyers are unhappy.
Let's be extra thoughtful.
Hello.
It's Park Tae Yong from the second floor.
I'm sorry that we're so behind on our rent.
We'll get the money together as soon as we can.
Thank you.
I'll take that.
Hi. I remember your face.
Thank you for remembering me, sir.
Sell yourself well today.
These are potential sponsors with deep pockets.
I will. Thank you for inviting me.
Here comes our association president.
Hello.
This is Mr. Lee,
- former head prosecutor. - Hello, sir.
Mr. Cho. Former chief prosecutor.
It's nice to meet you.
I think I saw you on the news.
Did you go to Seoul University too?
Come on. He's hot for being a high school grad.
He's a rare breed.
You can't find a high school grad even among our lawyers association.
How did you do at the Training Institute?
Well... I came in 976th.
976th out of 1,000?
Why didn't you study?
I did my best.
Come on, Mr. Na.
We can't support a high school grad who came in 976th.
That's right. The risk is too high.
Just like the homeless girl murder,
we didn't kill anyone.
Don't you know about the Samjung three-man murder?
Try to stress this part here.
Darn it.
Hello, Park Sam Soo speaking.
I read your article on the Gangneung case.
I keep hearing the murderer's voice.
Please help me, Mr. Park.
You're not doing anything,
but you hear the murderer's voice?
Ma'am. I think I have a recorder in my ear too.
I'm telling the truth.
I just heard his voice.
I think the murderer is watching me from close by.
Okay, I understand. Please calm down, ma'am.
Please calmly tell me what's going on.
You ordered rice cakes. Okay.
I'm sorry, ma'am.
Please give me your number. I will call you back.
No, I promise I'll call.
Yes.
How many years have you been with us?
It has been about 10 years.
You were working in a factory, but I liked your writing...
and brought you within the four gates. Me.
I will remain grateful for the rest of my life.
I'm grateful to you.
Thank you for proving that I wasn't wrong...
for the past 10 years.
Well, if you say so...
I guess you're right.
This time, I need you to help me.
Do you know much about Kang Chul Woo, Mayor of Seoul?
A former oil company CEO.
He also went through much trouble as a pro-democracy activist.
That's right.
He is planning to run in the next presidential election...
and needs an autobiography.
Okay?
Hey, we can't miss this opportunity.
We need a nice office building to publish good articles.
Daejin Daily and Jeil News are competing with us.
Kang Chul Woo, Mayor of Seoul, is in charge.
Ghostwrite two autobiographies and do three newspaper interviews.
Work for Mayor Kang just for five months.
What about my social status and reputation?
I'm a true journalist.
I should be watching the mayor, not hanging out with him.
This will foster a hundred journalists like you.
Here.
No office building, no good articles.
If we do as he says, can we really get the site for Techno Town?
Yes.
Also, isn't it time you became the city editor?
Gosh, what can I do?
I guess I'll have to sacrifice myself for true journalism.
I'm actually very good at flattery. I'm a natural.
Excuse me. How much is it?
Mr. Mayor.
Reporter Park Sam Soo here is our ace.
From composition to fluency, he's second to none.
Very nice to meet you.
I already have a title in mind for the book.
It's "The Legend of the Desert".
What do you think?
The success story...
from a low-level employee of an oil company to mayor.
Anyway, what university did you go to?
- I went to... - He went to S University.
I see.
What do your parents do for a living?
My father used to run a bosintang restaurant in Pohang.
But I don't eat dogs anymore.
I quit more than 10 years ago.
Dogs may quit eating poop,
but dog-eaters can never quit dogs.
I bet you've already eaten a thousand of them.
Anyway, the suspicions people have about me...
You know they're all misunderstandings, right?
A bosintang restaurant owner's son went to S University?
That's a rags-to-riches story.
My family was poor too. I'm a self-made man.
Let's do this, us two self-made men.
I came prepared.
This man didn't just participate in the pro-democracy movement.
Fraud, malpractice, embezzlement,
DUI...
He's done everything except murder.
If you're going to do it anyway, try to enjoy it.
This will give you a taste of high society.
Hello.
Are you going to a funeral? Why are you dressed so formally?
What kind of reporter wears hiking shoes these days?
You seem to wear them often.
Don't you think it's time to wash them?
I think your feet smell bad.
Maybe your feet are sweating in those formal shoes.
The smell's coming from there.
It doesn't smell bad around here.
(Choi Young Sook)
Gosh.
Hello, it's Park Sam Soo. I'm sorry it took me so long.
Yesterday, you were saying something about rice cakes.
Yes, Mr. Park.
The murderer lives close from my house.
Try searching for the Samjung three-man murder.
My name is Choi Young Sook.
Okay. Go on.
The real murderer hasn't been caught yet.
Those boys are innocent.
I have a recording of the murderer's voice...
and the case record.
I swear. I have everything.
Could you send me the recording and record...
by email?
Do you remember the three men that we came to see me...
the day after I became famous?
The Samjung three-man murder. This is big.
If we win the retrial, we can turn the world upside down.
Another retrial?
Mr. Park, why don't you stop?
Mr. Park, I'm sorry. I'm moving to another office.
I'm sorry. I'm leaving too.
You can't leave me alone here.
I'm moving to Seocho-dong.
To Law Offices of Daeseok.
Isn't that the largest law firm in the country?
I'm sorry.
Well, congratulations.
I'll pay you your overdue salaries soon.
That's great news.
(Law Office of Park Tae Yong)
I can't believe you ended up like this, Mr. Park.
After I proved your innocence and became a star,
so many people in difficult situations came to me,
leaving me in a difficult situation.
My gosh.
You've been keeping this much money here?
Think outside the box.
What kind of lunatic would break into this shabby place?
I'm sorry for asking such a big favor.
Come on, don't say that.
I'll never forget the day I first met you in prison.
Mr. Kim Kyung Il.
You don't have to lie to me.
Just tell me the truth.
Don't be scared. You can trust me.
I was so happy.
To know that someone in this world actually trusts what I say.
That's how I felt.
A lawyer borrowing money from a homeless man.
I guess there's no one like me.
Of course not.
Who else would be crazy enough to borrow money from a homeless man?
Anyway, I'm an honest man.
- I'll pay you back no matter what. - Okay.
We're trying to study here.
Keep it down!
Mr. Park.
- Are you Reporter Park Sam Soo? - Ms. Choi Young Sook?
- Yes. - Please.
Here.
This is the recording of the murderer's voice?
Now I understand why you had to come in person.
How old is it?
It's six years old.
Prosecutor Hwang Min Kyung called me to Busan,
saying the murderer had been caught.
I took any cassette tape I had at home and recorded it.
- Lee Yoo Kyung! - Yes?
Come here.
Find something that can play this.
Isn't this an antique?
- And? - I heard his voice...
again recently.
Where?
I recently started a chicken restaurant.
And I ordered some rice cakes for my neighbors.
Rice cakes.
Oh, my. It must be heavy.
You don't have to do anything.
It was the voice that I had never forgotten.
Just don't do anything, and no one will get hurt.
Are you saying the real murderer was arrested by Hwang Min Kyung...
but got released?
Yes. All three of them got released.
Instead, three kids with developmental disorder got arrested.
Here.
I have the entire record here.
(Presiding Judge Jo Ki Soo)
Jang Yoon Suk? That jerk.
Your name says Sam Soo, but you only took two years,
and that's why your life is such a mess.
Gosh, my old memories are giving me a headache.
You guys are all dead meat.
Hello, Mr. Park.
Have you found something that can play that cassette yet?
Wait.
Where did the tape go?
I have it.
Are you listening to it?
No, I haven't. Why would I?
Who says you can take my materials without permission?
Bring it back tomorrow! And don't play it!
This is a warning.
Okay.
Gosh, Jang Yoon Suk.
That little...
(Lawyer Park Tae Yong is moving! Come to Seryu-dong!)
Where's the tape?
It's in here.
Look me in the eye.
Did you listen to it or not?
I was just curious.
What is it about?
Three men confessed.
And I hear a prosecutor too.
These people. They all left me!
Do you think I'll roll over and die?
Wait and see...
how I flip the world upside down.
I'll make you regret it.
I'll just start over.
I'm going to get these jerks.
Let's pass on Mayor Kang Chul Woo.
I'll build you a building with this!
Darn it! Those jerks.
This is just too much!
Darn it!
I'll get you all.
You're dead.
(Delayed Justice)
You gave him the recording of the killer's voice?
Yes. News and New. The reporter Park Sam Soo.
What lowlife went through my desk?
Step outside.
Don't come into work. The reporters will come flocking.
Doesn't it hurt your pride to leave like this?
Become a good reporter.
The tabloid reporter is out.
Let's work on something together.
We'll rake in all the money with your writing skills.
Let's show them a world in which justice is lucrative! .