Les formidables Page #4

- Okay.

- Move!

- Yes, sir.

Captain?

Why don't you call Sung-woo?

Got you!

hey, hey!

Look at you. Faking it?

What?

Hey!

He's dying.

- What is?

- Can't you see?

I only do animals.

Veterinary Hospital

Humans are animals, too!

No discrimination!

You got money?

I know it'll put us in trouble.

But we can't keep it quiet.

Let's go public on this.

Put an APB on him.

It's an order from upstairs.

Any questions?

What are we doing

about the hostage?

Who asked?

Huh? Ah,Captain PARK.

Homicide, Jongno Station.

You should be ashamed.

How could a cop be a hostage?

The report says he was drunk.

Anything else?

Fine.

Let's get him.

Is his body a drawing paper, or what?

Something's not right.

Please, focus.

Hold him.

If he keeps moving,

I can't stitch him right.

No anesthetic?

He's already unconscious.

And I don't know

how much to use on humans.

Don't be nervous.

Sewing is my hobby.

Wipe the blood.

It's easier than animals

with no need to shave hair.

He needs a transfusion.

Your blood type is O, isn't it?

No, it's not.

How'd you know?

I can tell.

You look like a busybody.

Come on, roll up your sleeve.

I've lost enough already.

Damn! I'm f***ed!

Aren't you taking out too much?

Who are you?

I told you I was a cop.

That guy is on TV.

What?

I don't wanna be an accomplice.

You sure you're a cop?

What's going on?

He was dying, and...

Call the police now.

Should I?

- What'd you do to me?

- Isn't it obvious?

You're arrested.

What are you staring at?

I saved your sorry ass.

- Why did you?

- Stop!

Whatever it is, take it outside.

Or I'll call the cops.

Wait.

Put this on.

Surprised? Let's go.

- Where?

- Back to the station.

- I'm not going.

- A**hole!

I've been framed.

Life is never fair.

Let's go.

You don't wanna go back?

Neither do I.

- What should we do?

- What do you mean?

Kill me and run.

Is this about money?

I'll give you money, okay?

What?

You said you needed money

in the car.

Trying to bribe me?

Let's go.

I'd rather die!

I'll keep my word.

This is not about money.

I just don't wanna live.

You!

You're a bad ass.

Just realized that?

I couldn't fall any lower.

So I don't care.

Life means nothing to me.

- Sir.

- Is he in?

Yes.

- Sir.

- Tell.

- Su-hyun is out of the joint.

- How?

He escaped.

Mr. Hwang,

anything bad happened?

No, it's just...

Hold on.

We shouldn't waste food.

Let's eat it all, shall we?

Food is destined to be eaten, right?

Stop looking!

Shut it, wise ass.

No matter how much I try to get

out of the gutter,

it never works!

That's what life is, a gutter.

This is it.

Let's just go.

What the f*** am I doing?

- Chul-su?

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