Hey, hey. Get him!
Get him now!
"Treatment Room"
That rat!
What the heck?
Gosh.
Open the door. Open up!
Open up, you jerk!
Hey.
Excuse me.
Mr Trapped Mouse.
You saw the guy next to me
breaking the door down, right?
He's crazy strong but ridiculously dumb.
So let's be civil
and talk this out.
Okay?
"Director Kang, Gong Entertainment"
Yes, sir.
How did it go?
Yes. A trapped mouse?
All right. Get it out quickly.
Gosh, too bad. It was getting interesting.
I'm sorry to disappoint you,
but it looks like
the game will be over very soon.
Yes, Ms Seo.
Call the police right away.
The police?
Have the police take him into custody.
That will expose his relationship with us.
Oh, really? All right then.
Report him as a law-breaking paparazzo.
Soo Hyun.
Then he may give the photos to the cops.
Sir, let's give up on this one.
Let the photos end up in the cops' hands.
I'll be sure to make up for the loss.
What kind of trick are you trying to pull?
If we let these people get away with this,
more people will try to walk all over us.
We should use this
to set a deterrent example.
Yes, you do have a point.
Well, Mr Cho...
There's a thing called business ethics.
You can't do this!
Why not? What's the problem?
We should take this as a chance
to reclaim our identity as a media outlet.
Isn't that what you said earlier?
You heard that, right?
Call the cops and leak it
to the regional press.
Tell them a paparazzo
has photos that show a big celebrity
partaking in illegal gambling.
Sir, things are getting complicated.
"Treatment Room"
Hey.
I'm really curious about something.
How much do you get paid per photo?
Can't you just sell those photos to us?
We'll pay you more than your usual rate!
Hey, just break this down.
Gosh, this rat.
Wait, hold on. - What?
Yes.
Pardon? Cops?
Cops...
"Hyesung General Hospital"
Hey, let's clear out.
Gosh, darn it.
I told them to leave. It's all good now.
And... Double!
We'll pay you double for those photos,
so send the cops away, okay?
Sorry, it's already too late.
It's out of our hands now.
Darn it.
Cops...
And they're clearing out.
Hey.
How much will you pay me?
Gosh, that little piece of...
That's why I said from the start
that we should talk it out!
How may I help you?
We received a call. Where is Han Seok Ju?
He's in Room 205.
Room 205? Thank you.
Hello, officers. What brings you here?
We received a report.
A report?
Who called?
We cannot disclose that information.
I think it was a false report.
Gosh. Yes, it must've been.
Sorry about that. - No problem.
Just a moment.
This is actually good.
Since we have cops here now,
you won't change your words later on.
All right.
How much are we talking about?
What?
Hey, don't you worry.
We'll pay you a huge chunk, of course.
You've been through so much.
We'll give you whatever you ask.
Right?
Yes! Of course, sure thing.
Sorry about that.
Don't you worry.
You heard that?
Don't mess with a law enforcement agency.
We apologise, officers.
He's not well.
He's got gritty guts. - That's right.
Gosh, we're busy.
It was a false report.
Come on. Let's go grab lunch.
Have a nice day.
Yes, yes!
What? How much?
Okay. Tell him we'll give him the money.
All right.
Han Seok Ju?
He agreed to sell the photos to us.
That's the problem with mercenaries.
They'll even sell their souls for money.
That was a fun showdown.
Sure, congratulations.
We'll meet again soon.
Idol groups are always causing trouble.
And we'll always be there.
Right, I'm sure.
But I guess you'll have some time to chill
now that you've been
made a fool of.
Starting today...
everyone will try to walk all over you.
I'm off.
That rude jerk.
Chief.
Don't let it get to you.
I'll be sure to teach those jerks
a serious lesson next time.
You?
In my place?
Why? Do you want to be the chief editor?
My gosh, that's not what I meant.
Myung Ja.
I hope you don't drink the Kool-Aid
you're trying to feed me.
Wait a second.
It looks like they were
saved onto a memory card as well.
He said it fell out
as the cover popped open
when he was falling off the train.
Search him.
And send some guys
to search the hospital again.
Yes, sir.
Remove the bandage.
Come here.
Thanks for your cooperation.
Go see a doctor first.
Does this mean
the almighty Jee Soo Hyun's lucky streak
is over now?
Everyone in the industry
is saying it's over for her.
Goodness.
But I must say, you don't sound concerned.
Well, you know...
Besides, it's not like she'll take a hit
just because I'm not concerned for her.
Well, that's true.
The most useless thing one can do
is worrying about the rich, celebrities,
and SH. - And SH.
Gosh, I can hear you guys.
Another stakeout?
You must be exhausted.
I won't tell on you,
so don't act like we're friends.
Oh, what happened to your photographer?
I heard about the motorbike accident.
Yes.
Did he get hurt badly?
Yes, I think so.
What did they say?
He'll need two years to recover.
Two years? Did you say "two years"?
Gosh, I...
I knew this would happen one day.
SH...
Gosh.
SH, that viper,
always harasses us, photographers.
It's actually strange no one has died yet.
Think about it. Am I wrong?
You're right. It is strange indeed.
But you see,
there's another strange thing.
What is it?
You, photographers.
You always talk about how stressful it is,
so why do you want to keep your job here?
Gosh.
The doors are closing.
Level Six.
The doors are opening.
Could you identify yourself?
I brought photos for your chief editor.
Photos?
Chief Jee.
Someone is here with some photos.
Ms Lee! Come, quick. - What's going on?
Hurry up.
What's happening?
Do something. - No, don't do anything.
What's going on? Does she know him?
What's happening?
What are they doing?
No address,
no photo.
