Running Wild

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Showbox / Mediaplex, Inc. Presents

A Popcorn Film Production

Kwon Sang-woo

Yoo Ji-tae

Son Byung-ho

Executive Producer Kim Woo-taek

Jeong Tae-sung

Producer Han Sung-goo

Running Wild

I really wanted to be friendly with you,

but the bribe story makes me annoying.

Anyway I don't worry about anything.

Dan-su.

It's just small one.

Have you sent files to your company?

I don't need all of them.

I just need some profiles...

whose makes me irritating.

I always feel ashamed that

I haven't done two things in here.

One is I haven't had eels in here,

and the other one is I haven't sent

you to jail.

I always respect you, prosecutor.

There are my bros want to beat you.

I do my best, you should know that.

I also worry about you.

I think of you a mob with loyalty,

I make my detectives go-easy

who want to crush you.

I also do my best,

you should know that.

Well, well, don't bite

and fight each other.

Or...

Yakuza Fujumoto Shinske,

who won the Korean medal of honour.

You guys play with them recently

supplying drugs, recently

President Heo!

You know some Japanese accents.

Wanna get beaten?

You've got a iron-stomach?

Let me get you some sharp one!

Who the f*** are you?

- Get down!

- Don't move!

You know Prosecutor Jo, my rookie!

They must be taken!

Plus Bribe!

- You little!

- Stand still.

- Let go!

- You really want this?

Here, you like paper works!

Oh!

You must be get paid.

See you in Seoul.

Hello.

What happened with arm?

You got Mom's vest?

The thick one?

- Hurt badly? Huh?

- I'm fine.

Give me that vest.

Please get bastards with your mouth

not your body.

How come you always

get scars and bruised?

That's enough.

- Let me get this in a bag.

- Fine! Why?

This is mom's favorite one.

On the way you go,

get a brand-new one and chage it.

Enough.

She's my mom.

Are they a bunch of pigs or what?

Look at this disastrous table!

Is this a ashtray?

That ignorant bastard,

they are not my customers any more.

Sick bastards!

I'm going.

D You put me down to the world

and go away...

d And time goes on...

Do-young?

I feel like dying.

Listen!

If you go to heaven,

I will follow you.

Don't even think about it! Alright?

GO! GO!

Hurry up!

Go!

Go!

The direct cause of death is

a fractured forehead.

It's not a suicide.

You sent us the dental record of

a missing person 3 years ago.

It's a match.

It's PARK, the boss of

the Dokang Family.

After he went missing, CHO

his right arm, took over the Family.

The motive must be a power game.

You're already on a case?

You haven't changed.

I gotta hand it to you.

You know what I nicknamed him?

Mr. Urologist'

He lays his hand on a case

it gets bigger and bigger.

This case has been closed

due to lack of evidence.

You sure?

We have a case.

Why didn't you make a baby

while staying down there?

Boxes of documents!

Is he after all the thugs

in Korea, or what?

Is it lopsided?

Everybody says he's a tight ass.

Is he?

Gangsters used to shiver

at the mention of his name.

the Kingpin...

...when he was green.

But during the interrogation...

...names of those up there

were mentioned.

So he ended up getting transferred

to the boondocks.

We should be more flexible

to survive in the world.

The cleaning works will be finished

in afternoon.

Yu Gang jin

How are PARK's wife and kids?

I've been looking after them.

Don't worry.

Thanks.

Welcome back, Boss!

It's not a good sight.

Move them.

I'm sorry, sir.

I meant to make this quiet.

Come on, move!

So many thugs here!

On a field trip to the joint?

Who the f*** are you?

A homicide detective, a**hole.

What are you, the Mob?

Shooting the Godfather?

Going to jail is no freaking medal.

- Watch it, a**hole!

- CHO!

So you're a detective?

We don't want any trouble.

You have my apology.

Come on, let's go.

They were out of tofu.

That's made from beans, too.

Let's get you a suit first.

You'd been working in Japan.

Tell Mom that.

Mom?

What's going on?

What's this?

What's wrong with Mom?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Mom.

It's okay.

I'm sorry, Mom.

- It's okay.

- I'm sorry.

Hang out with those punks again

and I'll kill you.

Putting me back in jail?

I'm not a fool.

I know you ratted on me then.

But I never held a grudge.

I knew you didn't do it

to screw your half brother.

You did it for my sake.

Okay then.

My old man and yours...

They gave Mom hell

while they were alive.

And you're gonna let her die

like that?

I can't.

Damn, you've grown up.

Yeah, I'm incapable.

I wanted to be happy, too

like everybody else.

Eating out on the weekends...

Three of us playing cards

on holidays...

You know I tried.

- It didn't work.

- We gotta save her.

You watch me.

I won't let her die.

You think I'm complaining?

Maybe I should.

You never think of anything

but your job.

I'm working on a big case.

I can't afford to mess it up.

When it's over

we'll go on a trip or something.

You know what?

I'm asking for a divorce!

You're married to your job

anyway, not me.

- It won't do anything for us!

- For me, it will.

Let's get it over with ASAP.

Anyway, I can't do it anymore.

It depends on my life! My own life!

Don't you dare to say 'life'.

It's just works to do.

If that's you life,

what am I?

I respect you from

when I was student.

I must just respect you, at that time.

Enough!

I still think

that you are a great prosecutor.

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