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I'll kill you right here.

I'll be watching you.

Do-joon,

what did you do last night?

Hey, spit out the apple.

What did you do?

I had a drink...

Where?

- Manhattan.

- That's right. And then?

I slept at home.

You slept, of course.

But before that, I mean...

At home, no,

after drinking at Manhattan

on your way home,

what did you do?

The lady at Manhattan said

you were like a dog in heat.

Her daughter, what's her name?

- Mina.

- Right. Mina.

You were hitting on her?

Well, I...

Answer clearly!

I slept at home. With mom.

- That's simple.

- You sleep with your mom?

You don't have to answer.

Anyway,

you say you don't remember

but everyone remembers you.

There was a guy who saw you

while feeding his dog.

You were following

after Moon Ah-jung.

Heading towards

the scene of the murder.

Isn't that right?

I don't remember...

You wanna

die here right now, punk?

We've got plenty of apples.

- Open your mouth.

- Never mind that.

You know,

we also found something

next to the body.

Why didn't you put up

a marker next to the body?

With your name written right on it.

- Don't laugh.

- Do-joon,

Just between us...

Why did you do it?

On personal level,

I'm really curious.

So did you want to do it

with Moon Ah-jung?

We need to know why,

then the judge can be lenient.

Maybe we can

do something for you.

He's asking this

for your own benefit.

Do-joon.

To be honest,

you're not the kind of person

to commit murder.

Not everyone

is able to kill someone.

You've never been a bad kid.

I can be bad.

Jesus...

Right, anyone can commit murder.

It's not like you need a license.

Anyway,

you don't know the motive,

but you killed her, right?

The fact that you killed her,

that's what's important.

He confessed.

Anyway, this document contains

all the details of the case, see?

Check it over.

But you can read, right?

Want me to read it for you?

I can read.

Sure, anyway, don't just sign it

without reading it.

Check the contents, and sign.

Read it well.

Why did you do it!

How could you do that?

They hit you?

The cops beat you, didn't they?

Where did they hit you?

An apple...

Apple

Apple

Do-joon,

at times like this,

you need to focus your mind.

Focus. Take a deep breath.

Do-joon...

Everyone says I killed her.

Breathe like me.

And so...

the sin turns around

a few times

- and comes back to me.

- What are you mumbling about?

Did you really sign

that confession?

Why? Why? Why?

Even if you really did it,

you have to deny it.

If I killed her, I should admit it.

Did you kill her?

Are you crazy? Of course not.

Then why did you sign it, idiot!

Don't call your son an idiot!

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