Based on the true story of an unresolved criminal investigation,
set under a military dictatorship.
Junk car! Junk car!
Get out of here, kid.
I told you to get out of here.
October 23, 1986
- Go home, kid. - Go home, kid.
- Little brat. - Little brat.
- What the hell are they doing? - What the hell are they doing?
- Hey you! - Hey you!
- Put that back! - Put that back!
Hey, leave it there. Go away.
- Hey you! - Hey you!
- That's important, don't touch! - That's important, don't touch!
- Those kids. - Those kids.
MEMORIES OF MURDER
What?
You dated the dead girl and she dumped you last August?
Is that right?
That's correct.
That's correct?
Take off your hat you damn punk.
Do women like guys like you?
After watching Body Heat...
Body Heat? That an action movie?
A, c, t...
Damn punk...
since it's a rape and murder case and all...
well...
If she was sexy or pretty that sort of thing.
Your impressions?
Well,
she didn't seem like a country girl...
Don't blink.
You blinked, didn't you?
Hey, look at me.
Don't look at the ceiling look at me!
Was he born that way? One, two...
Didn't you want to go to the Military Academy?
Did you take the exam?
You need to study hard to get in there.
- Receipt! - You didn't ask for one.
What? I told you to bring one.
- I told you. - No you didn't.
That's what you said last time...
Here's one, here.
You answered the phone you lying bastard...
I need a receipt from the restaurant. Not from a bicycle shop.
Directed by BONG Joon-Ho
Why didn't you rope the place off?
At least get some sticks to drive them in, morons.
Inspector Park, over here!
- What is this? - It's a footprint.
- When did you find it? - This morning, sir!
Go help those jerks over there.
You called the forensics team?
Yes, they're on their way.
But, where's the person who reported this?
No forensics team this is total chaos!
Jesus, look at him!
Hey!
Get out of here!
Who received the call on this?
Did you find out who reported it?
The phone... The crime site is getting ruined.
Damn forensics team's not here this is a mess.
What are you talking about?
Take pictures when I tell you!
Why'd you bring so many reporters?
They were all here when I arrived.
Reporter Park's not here. Must be on vacation.
I don't see him.
Feels great with that shithead gone.
Why does this have to happen to me?
How can I investigate like this?
Hey, tractor!
Tractor!
Tractor, stay away! Detour!
If someone waves shouldn't you look?
Shit, is he deaf?
Shit! Look at this.
Now those bastards show up.
What the hell took you so long?
The crime scene's ruined!
Jesus, look at these sliding fools!
What's going on?
How can you look at those photos while eating?
If I keep staring at them
one moment it'll hit me.
Instinctively.
Are you a fortune teller?
Open up a shop then.
Chief, I may know nothing else but my eyes can read people.
It's how I survive as a detective.
There's a reason people say I have shaman's eyes.
OK, then.
You see those two guys there?
One of them's a rapist and the other is the victim's brother.
He caught the guy doing this to his sister, and dragged him in.
So tell me which one's the rapist?
- Hey. - What?
I think it fell out.
Really?
Let's do this properly.
I'll give this to you especially today.
I'm so grateful.
It's just a flu shot.
Know how much this costs?
- Kwak Sul-young? - Yeah?
You must be earning more now than at the hospital.
I hear everyone in town comes to you.
Shh. I got something to tell you.
I heard this from the old woman at the mill.
You know the Baek family meat restaurant?
The Baek family?
You know what people call them?
What?
The Baek Lady Killers.
- Ladies? - Yeah.
But the son's a little bit retarded. Kwang-ho.
Kwang-ho used to follow Hyang-sook around all the time.
Hyang-sook? The one who was killed?
Yeah.
She was found with a girdle over her head?
Right.
Even more important,
the night she was killed...
that old woman saw Kwang-ho following her.
- Really? - That's what I'm saying.
I heard that old hag went senile last year.
No, she's fine.
That kid... Wait.
Kwang-ho? What's he look like?
This side of his face is a bit... you know.
Tell me in detail.
Anyways, he's a poor little kid.
Kwang-ho.
Let's talk man to man.
You see a pretty girl you want to do her.
When I was your age I'd go out with friends
I understand.
You never intended to kill Hyang-sook at first, huh?
How aboutjust touching her breast...
I couldn't touch it.
So you killed her? Kill her, then you can touch it.
No, I didn't.
That guy coming down now he's had a hard life, like you.
He's nice.
He's really sweet.
He never beats anyone.
But sometimes you know
if he gets worked up about something...
God, what an ugly face.
Just looking at this face makes me angry.
Shit.
Pretty?
This is so it won't leave scratches, you punk.
Hey, hey...
What's with the army boots?
Doing this to the kid...
Kwang-ho, get up.
Are you really innocent? Huh?
Look in my eyes.
Huh?
Where the hell's he looking?
Look in my eyes!
Turn yourself in or may you rot and die.
Excuse me, miss...
Hello?
Oh, miss?
Are you all right?
Why are you following me?
No, I just wanted to ask directions.
Let me help you.
Let go!
What's wrong?
Rolling in the fields, huh? Is this town rapist's paradise?
You shithead.
What the hell?
Who are you?
Get over here.
Hey miss, the victim needs to file a report!
Miss!
Where is she going?
Are you a detective?
You should have told me.
My mistake.
How can a detective be such a bad fighter?
How can a detective have such a bad eye for criminals?
What's that smell?
Oh, sneakers.
They smell bad?
But these here are evidence item #28.
Develop these quickly, huh?
- Uh, chief. - What?
This guy here... from Seoul.
Nice to meet you! I got the call...
But...
your face...
Did anything happen?
- No, nothing. - A desk, you need...
Oh, I prepared a desk over there with lots of sunlight.
I think... I like that corner.
Okay, okay! As you wish.
Inspector Jo, say hello.
From Seoul
Suh Tae-... yoon, senior officer.
Jo Yong-gu. Nice to meet you.
He volunteered to assist with this investigation.
Quite an uncommon thing.
Well, go arrange your desk.
Yes, sit down.
Inspector Chief
The song is great. The opening song.
I always watch Inspector Chief with Dad.
What was my phone number?
Just eat.
Right, I need to call Dad!
I should call. Oh, it's Dad!
Hey, Kwang-ho.
Listen.
This footprint was found at the site of Hyang-sook's murder.
Look.
And these are sneakers we found at your house.
You wear these? Right?
Now, look closely.
The footprint in this photo and the sole of your shoe.
The same, right?
This pattern?
The circle, this indentation? Exactly the same.
Am I right?
This part was smudged
don't worry about that.
You killed all those women, right?
Okay.
You didn't kill them all, right?
So you didn't not kill only Hyang-sook, correct?
I didn't kill anyone.
We've got the evidence here!
- Where's our shovel? - Shovel?
Look at you...
Hey, bastard. Give me that.
Can't you even shovel right? Watch me.
Loosen the dirt first. Then push with your foot.
- Kwang-ho! - Yes?
You punk.
Did you come here to play?
You know where this is?
We came here to bury you.
- What? Why? - Why?
Because you won't listen you bastard.
- I'm a good boy. - Then tell me!
Out here in the fresh air. With that face.
Hey, come here.
Women hate this face don't they?
They grimace and all fucking run away.
It's true.
I'll kill them all.
Everyone who grimaces at my face.
I'll kill them all.
Those women who grimace they're all in my head.
- Hyang-sook too? - Hyang-sook?
Hyang-sook. You always followed her around.
- Hyang-sook is pretty. - Oh yeah, she's pretty.
But Hyang-sook grimaced too, huh?
She said, "Fuck, get away!" didn't she?
Because you liked her.
So you killed her, huh?
By the train tracks.
In that rice paddy.
The train tracks? Right.
Her throat. Hyang-sook's throat...
strangled it tightly.
- With what? - Her brassiere.
- Brassiere? - With her white brassiere
strangled her tightly.
- And then? - Her stocking.
- Her stocking? - Pulled off her leg.
Then it was the stocking.
This guy's smart, huh?
And then?
What?
What was it?
Something with a strap?
A handbag strap?
Right, a bag strap.
Strangling Hyang-sook's throat with it tightly.
And?
Then, Hyang-sook's body shook a bit.
She looked completely dead.
And then?
Her head was covered up.
With what?
Her panties. Covered her head with her panties.
Do you mean a girdle? That women wear?
Right, girdle!
Looked like it covered her head right up.
And then?
Um... had to dress her again.
And why was that?
I don't know. Put the clothes back on.
Why was that?
How would I know?
You were doing well!
Bastard! What did you do next?
- Then... running! - Where?
- It was raining! - Where did you run?
- Kept running. - Oh, you little shit!
The lightning struck!
Where the hell were you running you bastard!
Yong-gu, start digging.
Huh? Digging?
Lightning!
Citizens, this is a civil defence drill.
The air raid siren has begun to sound. This is only a drill.
The entire country is now under a civil defence drill.
A blackout is called for in all buildings and houses.
Please find cover in the nearest underground space.
Follow the instructions you hear in this broadcast.
Please move all flammable materials to a safe place.
Unplug all cords, then hurry to an underground area...
Shut off the lights!
Hey, you!
Come here.
Put this on. Everyone ready?
- Yes, sir - Get in the car.
Turn around.
Take off your pants.
What'll the headline be?
Crime-Fighting Trio or "Smiles of the Unstoppable."
Inspector Park, in the back.
Make a straight line now.
Miss Kwon, big party tonight! Reserve a room.
Smile!
OK!
This time, hold up your fist. Tight!
- Come take a picture! - That's okay.
Come on!
Wait a second.
With these webbed fingers
you can't even hold chopsticks, right?
They've always been this way? Go on.
Kwang-ho this is the spot, right?
I don't know.
What's he talking about? It was here.
For the re-enactment you have to act well.
There are a lot of reporters here.
How's this?
A bit lower.
- What do we start with? - Wait.
It's best to write down the correct order.
Then why didn't you do it? I'm fucking busy.
Chief.
The re-enactment isn't going to work anyway.
Call it off before it becomes an embarrassment.
Hey, I told you to stay away. Why'd you come back here?
Just give them some excuse. The suspect is sick, or...
Inspector Suh!
You're dumping shit on cooked rice here!
I told you before Kwang-ho isn't guilty.
Just shut up!
Chief...
The cords around their necks were tied with three tight knots.
Look at Kwang-ho's hands. Could he do that?
- Get out! - Even a child can see that.
Get the hell out!
Grab the brassiere strap...
Hey, concentrate!
Dad!
Kwang-ho! It's me!
Dad!
Hey, you're innocent!
I know! I didn't do it!
Mr. Baek Kwang-ho! Are you denying a crime?
He didn't kill anyone! My son's innocent!
You were tortured, weren't you?
My team never tortures suspects.
It's all gone to hell.
Don't bring it up.
Hey, did you see the look on prosecutor Choi's face back there?
Fuck, how can he revoke the warrant?
We even had evidence.
Evidence? That footprint?
How can they set him free?
What can we do?
All we had was a confession.
It was no ordinary confession. You heard the tape.
All the details of the crime came pouring out his mouth.
Things he'd never know if he weren't the killer.
Like how she was strangled.
You heard it too.
Be honest, didn't you rehearse that in advance?
What?
Quiet. Eat something.
Jesus...
What? I said to separate the noodles and bean sauce.
What the fuck!
Investigative Team Reshuffled
Murder Case Shrouded In Mystery Once Again
The location of the first homicide
and the second homicide.
Now, a distance of...
approximately 1,000 meters.
A length of not more than... one kilometer.
The victim on the 12th and the 16th
both days at twelve o'clock...
Ah, December 16th.
On December 16th
at twelve o'clock,
Location: Yangji Teahouse
Han Sung-geun
a 32-year old office worker.
An arranged date, maybe?
Anyway, at the crime site
were found a footprint two drops of blood
and a drop of semen. Semen? They found semen?
What? Yes.
The two dead women...
Did they have anything in common?
In common...
Well, first...
Both of them were single.
They were both extremely beautiful.
And?
The murders all took place in the rain.
Rain?
He murdered them on rainy nights.
Really?
And red clothes.
They all wore red clothes.
Both of them?
No, all three of them.
Three of them?
What are you talking about?
Three were murdered.
We just haven't found the third body
This is a missing person form. The name is quite unusual.
Dokko Hyun-soon, age 27. It was two months ago, July 18.
Oh, her? Dokko Hyun-soon? I know that girl.
Everyone in this town knows her.
A pretty girl, that Hyun-soon.
Even a Miss Korea is no match for her.
Did you process the missing person form, Yong-gu?
Oh, shut up.
This is no ordinary incident, Chief.
If you look in detail. Documents never lie.
It says she was wearing a red shirt.
It's right here in writing.
What's that?
Marked here is the weather on the day she vanished.
It rained on that day too.
Rain, red clothes...
She was murdered. By the same person.
You don't know this town that's why you talk nonsense.
She always said she'd go to Seoul one day...
I have an idea where the body is.
Look at the map.
Right here...
I marked where the victim went and where the body might be.
Give me two squadrons of cops. I'll find her in two days.
You sure of this?
You know...
university students when they go on orientation...
people say they guys all get laid
a big group, guys and girls in one room going at it...
Is that true?
I don't know. Hurry up.
You went to a 2-year school didn't you?
Student trips, orientation... Did you go on those?
Go ask Suh, he went to a 4-year university.
Whether he had group sex...
Shit, four years.
I spent 4 years in high school.
Shit, put that away.
You know I miss Dokko Hyun-soon.
You too?
She was just too good for this town.
I'm telling you she went to Seoul.
What is it?
Lot of snakes down there.
Each part of a corpse decays at a different speed.
Look. It's old
but the inner thigh is still firm.
There's evidence of rape?
A bit of semen was found.
But it's so old we can't determine the blood type.
Oh, Hyun-soon...
This time too he used items belonging to her.
Right, that's her stocking around the throat?
Yes.
The victim's panties on her face
as with Hyang-sook.
Her hands were bound the same way too.
His methods of killing are quite professional.
He's thorough.
And polished.
So there hasn't been a single witness yet.
Would you like a bit more tenderloin?
That's okay. We're fine.
Where did Kwang-ho go? I don't see him.
Is anything...?
I bought your son something give it to him later.
What's this?
Oh, last time taking a look at his sneakers
they smelled so awful I felt bad for him.
I thought I'll have to buy him new shoes.
So I picked up some Nikes.
You didn't have to...
That punk, he's always sleeping in the strangest places!
Kwang-ho!
This here... your shoe size is 250mm, right?
Here, Nike. Try them on.
Give me that sneaker.
These are "Nice", not Nike. N, I, C, E.
Nice or Nike. Who cares?
If you buy him sneakers you should get the real thing.
Cool, huh?
Have a drink.
I beat you because I care for you.
So if you see me on the street don't run away.
Yong-gu feels bad about...
Punk.
Hey, where are you going again?
You see, Chief.
That boy is the exact opposite of the type we're looking for.
Dragging in suspects like that is a waste of time, so...
Inspector Suh!
Have some meat before you speak.
I don't eat burnt meat.
♪ When the Spring flower blooms ♪
♪ You said you'd come back to me ♪
♪ Like the singing swallows ♪
♪ On the hills ♪
♪ Singing birds and blooming flowers... ♪
Sir?
♪ Alone on the hill ♪
Hey, Seoul city bumpkin.
What?
Why did you come here?
Out to the boondocks? Huh?
To catch the killer.
Is Seoul that big?
Huh? Is it big?
Bigger than America?
Give me a banana.
Let me tell you about America.
They've got the F.B.I.!
If you watch how they investigate... You know how?
Their heads are spinning like a top.
Analyzing things...
You know why?
It's 'cause they got so much fucking land!
If you don't use your brain it's too much ground to cover.
So they have no choice those F.B.I. bastards.
But our Republic of Korea...
using just your two legs you can run all over it.
You know why?
'Cause our land's the size of my dick.
So it's said, Korean detectives investigate with their feet.
That's folk wisdom, you bastard.
So brainy geeks like you can go the hell to America.
- Go there and... - Shut your fucking mouth!
You bastard!
- Let go of me! - What? You f...
Give him this.
Take it away! Take it!
Everything's clearer now. That's much better.
I've got it now. About the killer.
That bastard
he'll do it again.
The next night it rains.
So we need to keep one step ahead of him.
Pre-emptive! Okay?
And if you two ever start fighting in front of me again
I'll kill you both! Understood?
Ladies and gentlemen!
In just a moment
our President will be driving past.
Wait a minute...
It's raining nice.
You ready?
Ooh, Gui-ok's looking nice!
Shut up.
What if he grabs her for real?
Inspector Suh should be following close behind her.
Shit, do we have to do this every time when it rains?
But thanks to this
Gui-ok puts on that red skirt.
With makeup she looks like a different person.
- So what? - Was she always that pretty?
You getting hard?
- Wait, what are you doing? - Let's check.
- We're on duty now... - Oh, Yong-gu!
Hey.
So do you really keep watch here?
These days nobody ever goes outside.
Someone's coming.
Hey, kids!
Over here.
That's cold.
You're so wet!
Hey, stay here until the rain stops.
That umbrella's useless.
And we just picked it up in front of the school.
Someone threw it away.
Miss, are you going that way too?
Hey, she's a detective.
No way!
She's in the Violent Crimes Division.
- Really? - Sure.
Wait a minute. We'll give you a ride.
Wow, in a police car!
Hey, you two. What are you doing out so late?
We always stay together so it's okay.
You'll be fine even if you go alone.
Nam-ju, tell them about what you heard at school.
What?
You know, during cleaning time about the murderer.
Right! You know why they can't catch the murderer?
This is the truth. We go to Ansong Girls Middle School.
Behind our school there's an outhouse.
They say a crazy man lives under there, the murderer!
He stays there all day
and when night comes he sneaks out and kills women.
So when he comes out at night
you must be able to smell the shit from miles away.
That's not the story.
Yoo-jin said a crazy woman fell in there and died.
Then I'll meet you in front of the factory with an umbrella.
It's okay.
Okay.
I'll see you soon.
♪ Stand by me, don't leave me ♪
♪ I still love you ♪
♪ Walking by myself... ♪
Hello?
Everyone stay where you are!
Don't touch anything near you. Don't move one step!
Hey, you!
I'm talking to you!
Wait for the forensics team.
Look!
These are genuine footprints.
You see the Remicon factory there?
He caught her near the factory
and quietly pulled her over 400 meters to here.
The footprints look like a bride and groom's.
But you didn't find anything aside from the footprints?
I hoped to find fingerprints on the umbrella, but no luck.
Not only that due to the rain
the footprints are all smudged.
Even after such a thorough investigation, nothing.
Therefore, Chief I think this could be a hint. Hint!
What?
The fact that we found nothing at the scene.
Always in rape cases
at the crime scene
there's one or two of those hairs left behind.
So?
I'm saying the criminal must not have any hair down there.
You mean hairless?
That's right, hairtless. A total baldie.
He can't leave hair behind because he doesn't have any?
For example
a Buddhist monk who shaved the hair down there.
It's a perfect crime.
Well, then.
Yongdeok Temple is just next door.
Should we start there?
Hey Gui-ok you've got the radio on over there.
How would you like your coffee?
Lots of sugar for me.
- Inspector Suh! - Yes, sir?
Do you have any more ideas?
I don't know. As you saw today,
this criminal is flawless.
- So? - Therefore
our standard procedures aren't going to help.
So what are we going to do?
Jesus...
Excuse me, but I've got something to show you.
What will she show us today?
What's this?
These are documents from an FM radio station.
Looks like a broadcast schedule.
Yes, it's an evening music program I listen to.
There's someone who keeps requesting the song, "Sad Letter".
If you look, it lists the dates this song was broadcast.
Actually, this isn't a very popular song.
It's quite rare.
A song? What letter?
"Sad Letter" The singer is Yu Jae-ha.
Jo Young-pil's band.
- Sure, I heard it. - So?
The song was broadcast on the same days of the murders here.
Look.
October 20. That's Park Bo-hee's murder.
December 19 was Lee Hyang-sook.
So...
on last night's murder too this song was broadcast?
Yes. I listened to it myself.
The DJ read out the postcard containing the request.
Sent by a lonely man from Terung District.
Please broadcast it on a rainy day.
Miss Kwon, nice! Good idea!
You read too many mystery novels as a student?
That was a nice story.
Chief, this can't be a coincidence.
Look at this. Documents never lie.
Christ, here we go again.
It seems he's a real psycho.
As soon as he hears the song he goes crazy.
Oh Chief, now you're doing it too. This makes no sense!
It does make sense, sir! It's quite simple.
Assemblies start with the National Anthem. It's the same.
Did you get the postcard?
I requested it
but the radio station's a bit disorganized.
Find it quickly.
Check the postmark fingerprints and handwriting.
Yes, sir!
Officer Kwon, call the station and follow up on this.
Baldies!
- What about that? - Huh?
What we mentioned before...
Hairless, sir!
How do you investigate?
Pull the pants off passing men?
The postcard from yesterday. I asked you to keep it!
What postcard?
You read it on the air yesterday!
Look how many we get here!
Hey, mister!
Nothing. Get dressed.
Inspector.
They've already carted off yesterday's trash.
It's no use.
You're not going to shower?
Enough showers, for god's sake.
My skin feels like it'll burst.
You couldn't find any hairless men?
Like looking for dog's horns. Just paid sauna fees.
Shit, can't even get reimbursed.
At least your face is clean.
How many times in a day... dressing, undressing, dressing...
I'll lose my hair there too.
I asked the workers at the sauna there
to call me if they saw anyone
Bastards just smirked at me.
Don't do it all yourself have someone else do it.
What's that guy from Seoul doing these days?
- Researching pop songs. - What?
Shit, it's nothing you've heard of.
Is he still talking nonsense?
Driving me crazy.
If you feel that way go see a shaman.
A shaman?
Sure, one that tells fortunes well.
Ask her where the murderer is hiding.
A problem at the main gate of the police station.
It should be moved about 10m to the southwest.
A face just passed by me. I think he's the one.
Is his face among these pictures here?
Take those dirty photos away.
- Hey, just look... - Put them away!
It's bad fortune.
Take this, and do what I say.
Don't try to sell that charm.
Wait, wait a minute.
You have to mix in dirt from the crime scene.
Stir.
She said that was most important.
Now pour it.
Stop.
Good.
Once this dries
this stain will form the shape of the murderer's face.
That's ridiculous.
Quiet, you'll break the charm.
Know how much this costs?
So shut up!
Who's that?
You've heard?
Criminals always return to the crime scene.
Wait a sec.
What the...
What's he doing here?
Why'd he come?
What the fuck...
We need science here!
What the hell's that?
Still, he's got style.
Stop there!
Hey, you!
It's getting narrow! Single file!
Miss, did a strange man just run past here?
No.
- It's that policeman. - What?
- At the guard post. - You know him?
Damn, he's a fast little bastard.
He's not there?
Did you check the alleys properly?
You think you know this village?
You stepped on a stick back there.
A stick or a shit pile who cares?
He stepped on it.
What?
Over there... Hey, you!
Stop!
Jesus, not again.
Hey, over there.
Black clothes, black clothes...
Everyone's in black except you.
Everybody stop!
Don't move an inch!
- Inspector Jo! - Yes?
Gather them together.
Hey, stop.
Gather together.
Lift up your heads.
Everyone stand in line.
Look in my eyes.
Give me that.
What is it?
- You bastard! - Go away.
You ran away from us?
But...
Is jerking off a crime?
It's not a crime.
Why'd you run away?
Someone jumped out of the woods and ran at me
so I panicked.
Sure, but why'd you go all the way out there to do it?
There are kids at home
and the air's nice in the woods.
Or did you go back to fantasize about the dead girls?
Your husband likes to go out at night, huh?
What's this?
Gimme that.
What did you make these with?
These days, you know
real events in our town are stronger than the magazines.
When I read the newspaper
I start fantasizing.
I ask myself why I do this
but when will this chance come again?
According to neighbors
he looks diligently after his sick wife
never misses a week at church
that he's honest.
All perverts are like that.
Nice on the outside.
But my eyes can't be fooled.
One look, and I know.
Honey
I put socks in here. Change them after dinner.
Don't forget, or they'll smell.
I'll take care of it. Go feed the kids.
Watch out for protesters.
Release Jo Byung-soon!
What now?
I heard Byung-soon confessed last night.
Who says so?
Oh, Chief!
When will you make an announcement?
We know nothing. Just wait a bit more.
You've held him 4 days without a warrant.
People are saying he's detained illegally.
This time be realistic like in a movie.
Go!
You did a good job just now.
Yong-ku?
So, you were hiding behind the outhouse
and you saw Park Myung-ja
coming towards you with a flashlight, right?
Yes, yes, yes. It seems so.
Not it seems you bastard, be precise!
I think I dreamed it that way.
Anyway, I snuck up behind her,
and I must have chopped the back of her neck?
With my hand like this.
Next?
Myung-ja cried out and I guess she collapsed?
So I laid her on the ground and was about to take her
Hey, it didn't happen there it was...
The pine grove! I took her there.
It was from the rice paddies to the pine grove.
According to the news more than 200 meters, right?
That's so far!
So the rain was pouring and I dragged her through the mud.
And then?
So I threw her down in the pine grove.
Then I strangled her.
- With what? - The bag strap.
Really?
Her stocking!
Right.
A brassiere! A Venus brassiere.
I wrapped it around her throat like this
So the woman
she took a rock and clocked me in the head.
Where'd she hit you?
Right here next to my eye.
It still hurts even if it was just a dream.
Byung-soon?
Are you gonna keep saying it was a dream
That's enough. Turn your head.
So this bruise is from the rock?
- No, this guy here... - Shut up! Look here.
You've done well now let's finish this.
So...
Since she hit me like this with the rock
I must have lost consciousness?
And after lying there a while I woke up, and looking around...
And?
I was in the bottom of an outhouse! A shithouse!
And maggots were creeping all over the place!
- Not the outhouse again. - So after brushing them off
I grabbed some straw and pulled myself up.
Even in a dream, it's hard.
But then I saw
this wasn't someone's home it was a school toilet.
Walking to the playground
I saw huge swarms of girls
so many, and the smell...
Wait! Over here.
Where did you hear about that school outhouse?
Everyone knows that story.
I saw it in a dream.
From below the gas attack run in a direction...
perpendicular to the wind.
- Understood? - Yes, sir.
Put it down. Hey!
Pretend you're dead!
Last time, who told you that story about the outhouse?
You came because of that?
What's wrong?
I hurt myself in the chute.
There was a pebble in there.
Where's the nurse?
I'll put it on for you.
I'll do it.
Shy? You're just a kid.
Sit down.
Give it to me.
Lift up your shirt.
Think about what I asked you.
The murderer in the outhouse coming out at night...
Who might have told that story first...
How would I know?
It's like asking who made up the elephantjokes.
Why don't you go to the outhouse yourself?
Do I look like I have time for that?
Even still...
Some kids talk so you snoop around the outhouse?
You got that much time?
- Giving me a heart attack. - Investigating...
What?
Is investigating such a dirtyjob?
Ah! Is that why they made up the rumor?
I saw her myself once or twice.
That woman.
Who?
A crying woman.
When was it?
I was in the outhouse then too
when I heard a woman crying.
When I came out
there was a woman working on that hill
who kept crying.
A woman was crying?
Yes.
She kept crying on that hill.
It just seemed strange.
Hello?
Excuse me.
Are you the person who lives here?
Who are you?
I'd like to ask something. I heard that...
Wait!
Look here.
- I'm a policeman. - Really?
You can't stay there. Someone might see.
There's no one here.
Go, please.
I beg you.
Be assured this will remain a secret.
As we're both women
tell me everything comfortably and in detail.
That night
a light rain was falling.
When was it?
It was...
last September.
I had read all the articles...
about the women killed.
The methods he used were exactly the same.
It was...
the same with me.
You saw his face?
I tried not to on purpose
keeping my chin down.
My panties covered my head,
but I closed my eyes tight.
If I saw him he'd have killed me.
I don't know about the rest but one thing I remember.
His hands were very soft.
The hand over my mouth
was delicate
just like a woman's.
We're done. Let's get ourselves some sleep.
Once we get your seal it's done.
It's all as you said.
Sound good?
Yes, of course.
Oh, it's finally over, right?
Please let me down. Please.
Let him go. He's not the murderer.
What?
Byung-soon Are you the murderer?
Yes, sir, yes...
Shut up. No you're not.
I think I am...
Let him go!
Write down everything she said...
Hey!
You toying with me?
Are you having fun?
I caught the murderer, OK?
What do you mean you caught him?
Did you hang him from the ceiling?
Well, he kept lying, and...
Get hold of yourself. Those journalists...
- Chief! - Those goddamned bastards!
Stop!
Listen.
What is that?
- Is it live? - It's being broadcast now?
Yes, it's live.
First, declare a state of emergency.
And send me two garrisons of men.
Because our intelligence says so!
Tonight. There'll be a murder tonight.
Hello, I need to speak to producer Im...
What? He quit?
Get me the A.D. now.
The song that was just played "Sad Letter".
Read the name and address of the requester.
You must have the postcard.
What? Prank call?
It's the police, bastard! Hello?
I'll go myself.
Are the garrisons coming?
They don't even have one man available.
They went to suppress a demonstration in Suwon city.
Name: Ahn Mi-seon, age 28.
Estimated time of death last night between 7:30 and 8:00.
When the two of you were fighting like madmen. Right?
Wait a minute.
There's something in the vagina.
Looks like a peach.
Nine pieces.
Do you see this kind of thing in Seoul often?
Never.
You were right.
What?
These guys were a waste of time from the start.
Hey!
A call from the radio station.
I think she found the postcard.
I've got the postcard. It has an address.
Can you write it down?
Jinan 1-ri, Terung District
# 32. Park Hyun-gyu.
Who are you?
We're policemen. Where has Park Hyun-gyu gone?
He works at the factory at this time.
Hey, Hyun-gyu.
Park Hyun-gyu!
Show me your hands.
They're quite smooth.
How long have you worked in the factory office?
From September last year.
Then, a little before the first murder.
So after doing your military service you came to this town
and the murders all began taking place.
Right?
Park Hyun-gyu.
You sent this postcard to the station.
Yes.
You sent several others too.
Yes.
You asked it to be played on rainy days.
Yes.
"Sad Letter". You know that each time this song played
a woman was murdered?
No.
Look at the broadcast records.
Okay.
The song played yesterday? "Sad Letter".
Yes.
- You listened to the program? - Yes.
Your song played at 7:08 and the program finished at 8pm.
- You listened to the end? - Yes.
- Continuously? - Yes.
- What was the final song? - I don't know.
- It was yesterday! - I don't remember.
- Because you went out! - I was home!
She was killed between 7:30 and 8pm.
You weren't listening you went out!
Don't make me laugh.
- Yong-gu! - You motherfucker. Are you joking?
- Let go of him now! - Hey!
Get back here!
Even kids in this town know you torture innocent people.
- Shut up, you! - Get back here!
Anyway, I wont be one of them.
Never.
Okay. Park Hyun-gyu.
You say you listened at home to the end?
But you couldn't have forgotten the last song.
Because the DJ introduced it
with some very striking words.
She mentioned you and the many postcards you sent.
If you heard it you couldnt have forgotten.
Tell me! If you really listened to the end.
I don't remember.
You don't remember?
Should I explain it for you?
This is the recording of yesterday's program.
Last night, you sat listening to this song.
Outside the rain was pelting down, you listened
and soon you started itching with excitement.
There's something you always do when you hear this song.
You heard a TV program playing in the room of your landlady
you left the lights on in your own room and crept outside.
And in the pitch dark you wandered here and there.
Who will it be today?
Right?
You hid in a reed field waiting for a woman to pass.
The rain drenching you.
But you find all this pleasurable.
Stimulating, right?
So yesterday you stuffed this in that woman's body!
You remember how many pieces it was?
One piece, two...
- Three pieces... - Shut up!
Four, five...
- six, seven, eight... - Shut the fuck up!
Yong-gu!
I told you not to hit him.
Didn't I?
You know why journalists snoop around here.
You stupid bastard.
Don't even think about coming into the interrogation room again.
I'm going crazy.
No eyewitnesses
not one piece of evidence.
We need something, shit.
Shit, we don't need any damn witnesses.
Just a confession will do.
Just need to beat that bastard to an inch of his life.
You've changed.
Try it and, you'll be disgraced. Like with Kwang-ho.
Retarded Kwang-ho...
I always wanted to ask you.
When you dragged him up the mountain
he talked about Hyang-sook's death in so much detail.
So?
Did you really not rehearse that dialogue with him?
I told you I didn't!
But how did he know the way she was strangled...
That's my point!
The tape... Where's the tape from the mountain?
Miss Kwon? Gui-ok.
Then, Hyang-sook's body shook a bit.
She looked completely dead.
Listen to how he speaks here.
Covered up Hyang-sook's head.
With what?
Her panties.
Her head was covered with her panties.
He's talking like it was someone else.
And then?
He's describing what he saw.
Kwang-ho is the witness.
Where did Kwang-ho go?
Kwang-ho...
No, no. We came for a drink.
Some meat, please.
What are you doing here?
Control yourself, huh?
He's not in his room. I'll check outside.
Try the game arcade.
How long have you been here?
Have you seen Kwang-ho?
It is now 23 months since the incident first surfaced.
Before interrogating Detective Moon...
They should cut off all detectives dicks!
Nah, it's not worth it.
Stupid bastards.
Quiet, lets listen.
The trial of detective Moon suspected of police torture
and sexual assault opened today.
You fucked your professor didn't you, bitch!
Your parents pay good money...
Hey, Yong-gu!
Kwang-ho!
Kwang-ho! Don't run away!
Hey, Kwang-ho!
Kwang-ho!
I'm sorry...
What's wrong with you?
We're not here to catch you.
Come down.
You're gonna kill me?
We'll forget that any of that happened.
If a fight breaks out that can happen.
It's okay just come down, huh?
If I do, you'll kill me?
I know it.
We won't kill you just come down.
Okay, just stay there for now. We've something to ask you.
You...
You remember Hyang-sook?
Hyang-sook is pretty.
That's right. You used to follow after her.
But that night
when it rained you saw her killed, huh?
That? I told you already.
In the forest. I told you already...
You saw when Hyang-sook was murdered, didn't you? Here?
Yeah, here.
The paddy next to the train tracks.
That night,
did you see the killers face?
- Yeah. - Really?
Lightning, ka-rang!
I saw everything from inside here.
So you saw his face?
Three times.
Do you remember him in detail?
He was handsome.
More than me.
Was this the face you saw?
Look at the picture.
You know how hot that fire was?
Look at the photo!
It was so hot!
Snap out of it!
Here, look closely.
Hot hot hot hot!
Look at the photo!
Hey. Kwang-ho.
When I was young
he threw me in the fire. That man.
- Kwang-ho! - You bastards!
What the hell!
Please forgive him.
You bastard!
What are you students doing?
We're police!
Bullshit! Then we're the F.B.I.!
Hey, Kwang-ho!
Kwang-ho! We're looking for you.
Hey!
A train's coming! Come here!
Out of the way, quick!
It's dangerous there.
Out of the way! You idiot!
Stay away. Go...
It's okay for you to be here? They'll be looking for you.
Yes, yes.
Journalists tend to be like that.
Sir, as I said last time...
Hello?
Assholes!
High-ranking bastards...
- Chief! - What?
It's Investigative Crimes. They found semen.
They found what?
Take a look.
The semen was found on the victim's clothing
Maybe he masturbated on the corpse
and semen fell on her clothes.
Wait.
So...
if the DNA in this semen
is confirmed to match that of Park Hyun-gyu
then the game's over, isn't it?
Yes, that would be quite strong evidence.
The problem is
we don't have the technology in Korea
to carry out such tests.
It must be sent to America.
There's no other way.
Once the test's complete the results will be released.
So we just have to wait for the documents from America?
That's right.
You sent people to watch over Park Hyun-gyu?
Yes! They're watching him 24 hours a day.
Once the result comes in from America
wait until we get our hands on that bastard.
- What's wrong with your leg? - Why?
Did you go to the hospital?
For this little scratch? Come here.
It's okay. I put on some medicine.
- What is that? - Oh, that night...
It keeps swelling.
Come on, let's go.
Just get in.
So, you have to amputate?
Should I explain it again?
It was pierced but why cut off a healthy leg?
If you don't, he'll die.
Tetanous is a brutal thing.
For rusty nails you need to see a doctor fast.
Bunch of dim-witted boneheads.
Be grateful it's under the knee.
Crazy bastards.
Let's go.
Are you family?
He doesn't have any but I'm like his brother...
Anyway, you came together, right?
The authorization for surgery. Read it, then sign.
You fucker...
Hello, post office?
Its Suh Tae-yoon Investigative Crimes.
Have the documents from America arrived?
Have you checked 100%?
I keep calling because it's important!
Since it's so important please call as soon as it comes.
Hello?
Uh, now?
Why'd you call me out?
Why? Can't I do that sometimes?
Your face looks worn
Are you sleeping well?
What kind of detective sleeps well?
- What's wrong with you? - Fishing? Damn free-riders.
Why'd you call out a busy man?
You look like a corpse.
It may be no use asking
but can you do anything else?
Can you quit your job?
Violent Crimes Dept!...
Violent Crimes!
How many visits in one night?
Is money that important?
Bo-kyung's grandmother collapsed again.
I have to go.
You deserve a medal.
Get one from the Health Ministry.
Chief!
Park Hyun-gyu hasn't come home for 2 hours.
It's only six stops from there to his house.
So he must have gotten off.
Would a man under investigation act so wild?
He's capable of it.
- He's instinctively crazy. - You seem like the crazy one!
Once the DNA tests arrive he's through. Stop it.
I let him go...
Don't get so upset!
Citizens
this is a civil defense drill.
A blackout is called for in all buildings and houses...
Will you make any special investigation into this incident?
A razor wound in the breast...
What the hell?
Something is stuck inside of the vagina.
Huh? Looks like a ball point pen
and a spoon.
Jesus...
Look inside, closely.
Wait, what's that?
An old band-aid.
What are you doing?
Why are you touching a corpse?
What?
Get up, you bastard!
You fucker!
Get up, you fucker.
Are you human?
Nobody will care if I kill you.
Tell me!
Tell me you killed them!
Tell me!
You killed all those women!
Yeah.
I killed them.
I killed them all.
That's what you want to hear, right?
Right?
You feel better?
Inspector Suh!
The papers from America!
Read them!
You asshole.
You fucker!
You mocked us, didn't you!
You bastard!
You mocked us!
What's wrong?
There's a mistake.
This document is a lie. I don't need it.
What does it say, huh?
It really wasn't you?
Look in my eyes.
Look in my eyes!
Fuck, I don't know.
Do you get up each morning too?
Go!
Just go, fucker!
Bastard.
That's enough.
2003
Chi-hyuk.
You played computer games all night, right?
Did you or didn't you?
Look in my eyes, son.
Eyes all bloodshot.
Do you play well?
Yeah!
You don't study might as well be good at games.
If you won't study go get some exercise.
Sitting in front of the computer...
I really didn't!
What do you mean you didn't?
Think you can fool my eyes?
He said he didn't. Believe him.
No, two days ago Manager Oh called my company.
He kept saying you can't do this to people, it's not fair.
You can't believe him.
Did I do anything wrong?
Oh, Chairman Kim... I'm on the road now with our product.
Sure, let's have dinner with Manager Oh.
It's been a while.
Chul-yong! Pull over a minute!
Is something in there?
Is anything in there?
No...
Then why are you looking?
I'm just looking.
That's so weird.
What is?
A while back
a man was here looking into that hole.
I asked him the same question.
Why he was looking there.
What did he say?
What was it?
Right...
He remembered doing something here long ago
so he came back to take a look.
Did you see his face?
What did he look like?
Well...
Kind of plain.
In what way?
Just...
ordinary.