THIS CRACKED ME UP CHECK IT OUT
POLITICIAN'S SON'S TRUE NATURE
LOOK AT THEM LOL HIDING BEHIND MONEY. GROSS.
FORCING DRINKS. IS HE FOR REAL?
SERVES THE BULLY RIGHT
NICE ONE, ERPB TOO MUCH THOUGH?
HUH? I JUST FIND THEM COOL
THEY'RE SO OVER THE TOP!
The ERPB uses corporal punishment, violating students' rights!
- It must disband! - Disband! Disband!
The ERPB attacks students! It must go!
It must go! It must go!
Well, this escalated more quickly than I expected.
It's better like this.
Better to take a beating first.
- Disband! - Either way, we expected this.
Disband the ERPB!
Try not to get yourself caught on video next time.
Hey, weren't you the one who said you'd block all the bullets that came my way?
Sure, I can block bullets, but not when there's video evidence.
We'd have to make an official request to have them taken down.
- Then I just won't do anything at all. - Hey, that's not what I'm telling you.
Are you doing that on purpose?
- Yes, sir. - "Yes, sir"?
Back when I had my car, I should've run you down.
I should've ended you, you brat! God, sometimes you're worse than a teenager!
- No violence against students! - You're off the hook. I'm busy.
Oh, of course, sir. Here you go.
The ERPB uses corporal punishment.
You know, there's a whole swarm of reporters out there.
- You gonna take a beating? - He who needs a beating should get one.
But that's not us.
Minister, tell us what the ERPB actually does.
You proposed the ERPB two years ago.
Was it because of the incident at Jinwon High?
Is corporal punishment the main goal?
How do you reconcile that with the current laws against corporal punishment?
Critics are saying that this model is archaic
and violates students' human rights.
Please give us your thoughts, Minister?
Human rights?
Did you just say human rights?
The Korean education system has failed its students.
Our children rely on private academies more than regular school,
and they think of their academy teachers
more like homeroom teachers with no authority.
Regular schools have become places
that merely fulfill performance evaluations and quotas.
They extract only what is required to get into a college. Nothing more.
We also claim that schools are sacred and important to society,
yet we are seeing gambling, drug use, statutory rape,
and even violent organized crime groups occurring there, don't we?
Our children no longer have respect for their teachers,
and our teachers are now terrified of their students.
And so, how can we expect any learning to take place
when teachers have been stripped of their authority?
Obviously, I'm not referring to children
who have access to academies and private tutoring.
Of course they're doing just fine.
But there are those that rely on public schools,
and I want those children to learn in peace
because that is the system we built for them.
Therefore, corporal punishment will be enforced as of now,
and even the harshest forms of it,
if that's what it takes to protect our children's right to learn.
Now I'm talking to you, troublemakers.
Consider this a warning.
Don't interfere with our education system.
Otherwise, the Bureau will come to put a stop to it.
"FIRM ACTION" DECLARED AGAINST DISRUPTION TO EDUCATION
We should send Minister Choi Gang-seok
a token of appreciation on behalf of the party.
As you know, dear leader, your archrival Ryu Gwang-pil has been ousted.
It's made our work easier, thanks to him.
HWANG GI-TAE
When was the bill passed to establish the ERPB? Was it really two years ago?
Yes, they had agreed to our party's proposed budget increase,
which was for more prosecution activities,
on the condition we accept their bargaining chip,
which ended up being the bill to establish the ERPB.
So then, ultimately, the Bureau was established thanks to us, is that it?
Choi Gang-seok isn't known to the public,
and I'm sure the Bureau will be gone in no time at all.
Yes, that's right.
Disciplining children by beating them? You think the public will stand for that?
We ground airplanes on national exam days
so that the listening portions of the test are heard properly.
When it comes to education,
people don't care about ideology or party lines.
So educational responsibilities should fall on that minister.
We need to nip this issue in the bud quickly in order to avoid future problems.
GUUN HIGH-TECH HIGH SCHOOL
RANKED IN THE TOP 3 THUG SCHOOLS
TOP SCHOOL FOR NEXT-GEN GANGSTERS
MOST-AVOIDED SCHOOL BY TEACHERS
TEACH YOU A LESSON
Move, fucker!
Oh!
Whoa!
Fuck you!
Oh, new guy. Damn!
Got any cigarettes, bro?
- What the hell do you want? - Get over here, you bastard.
Were you sitting there before?
Shit.
I saw it already.
Hey! Fuck!
He hit him!
No, not yet! It isn't that one!
All right.
Come on, try it out yourselves.
Watch it on YouTube on your own first.
- You, come here! - Hey!
- Huh?
You looked at me.
- Uh… Uh, no I didn't. - You did.
Whoa.
- You trying to fight or what? - No, no, I'm not.
- I'm not that kind of student. - Huh.
Wait.
Your uniform's new. You a transfer student?
Uh-huh.
This school's fucking rough. Did you know that?
- Oh yes, I already did a bit of research. - You want protection?
Uh…
I'm not sure you're the kind of guy I should trust with something so serious.
Why? Because most dudes are all talk and mostly full of shit?
- I'll just have to show you. - Protection tax!
Ah, I can see that you're an incredibly well-prepared loser.
Oh, do you think, uh,
you could write me out a little receipt for that?
- Is that a no? - What the hell do you think, dumbass?
I'm sorry for asking!
- Find the other shoe and wear those. - Sure.
Hello.
I'm the transfer student. My name is Bong Geun-dae.
Hello.
Go sit at the desk by the window.
Everyone, try to get along, now.
Books out, guys. Let's start the lesson.
- Oh. - I didn't bring my book.
- All right, share. - I don't have one either.
- Me neither. - Me too.
Then I'll just read aloud, and that'll be that.
You'll make us copies.
Could you please, sir?
That'll take way longer.
All the other teachers do it.
So?
Okay. I'll make some copies.
Thank you.
Guys, let's go farming.
- Wait, what's farming? - Yeah, farming!
Let's go, guys!
Hurry up. Hurry.
Hey, Gwang-kki, bring that fucking rat over here.
Huh? Hey, wait. I'm not part of this. Seriously!
Open it.
Hey, guys. For lunch today, we've got Pikachu on the grill! Ah! Let's go!
You're a design teacher.
Draw it on me designer-style.
We're in a class right now.
None of these guys are even paying attention anyway. Look.
I'm too sleepy for class today.
- Damn it. Let go. - Ooh!
Let go right now! Ugh!
Pikachu!
Damn it.
Hey, what the hell are you guys doing?
Miss, why don't we have a group class today?
Ugh. Fuck. Those stupid clunkers. Shit.
Hey, joint class really sounds like fun.
Get the fuck out here, shit-ass.
- Hey, Jik-sae. - Yeah.
- Get good footage. - I'll make sure you look great.
Oh!
You stupid piece of shit! Ah, fuck!
What the hell, man? I thought you were gonna film me! You asshole!
Fuck!
Electrical department attack!
Whoa! Oh!
What the hell are you doing? You here to fuck around, ass--
Hey, transfer student! You here to fuck around?
Uh, no!
Come over here, you little--
What the fuck? What the hell are you doing?
Whoa!
- You were supposed to protect me! - Oh, you're that fucker from this morning.
Sorry.
You're the transfer student? I'm Kim Hyeong-ju.
I'm in the same class as you.
Wait, so what the hell is happening? What are they doing?
- They want to be scouted. - Huh?
That guy's the leader of the automobile department. Park Seong-hwan.
- The guy with short hair? - Yeah.
Uh, see him?
He's leader of the electrical department. Cho In-beom.
- With long hair. - Yeah.
You fight well to get noticed, and win to get scouted.
- Fucker! - Shut the fuck up, you asshole!
Oh, okay. Who are they getting scouted by?
BULLY HIERARCHY CHART
This kid here, Jang Gwon-hyeok, is the ultimate leader of the third years.
He shows up at school when he feels like it, and doesn't come otherwise.
He'll beat up kids and steal their money all the time,
and he gets into gang fights with all the schools in the area.
I know I shouldn't say this as an educator,
but sometimes, I just never want him to show up again.
Yeah, well, it looks like he's already half-gangster.
He was scouted even before he graduated, so he's already living that life.
Look, I'll show you. Here, take a look at this.
An expensive motorcycle, hard liquor, designer clothes, tattoos.
And, according to the kids, there are rumors going around
that he's already earning tens of millions of won each month.
I get why they're not motivated to study.
They're all killing themselves fighting so Gwon-hyeok will scout them too.
Just fucking die, you bastard!
You motherfucker. Your stupid mouth will always be your weakness.
- Whoa! Hold on, guys! Holy fuck! - What is it?
- Whoa! Fuck! - What?
Gwon-hyeok sent you a DM! Check it out!
LET'S HAVE AN INTERVIEW
It's Gwon-hyeok! He messaged me!
He wants to have an interview with me, you fucking asshole. Yes!
- Shit! Fuck! Fuck! - Whoo!
I'm telling you, our teaching staff simply can't handle them anymore.
And, um, that's why we contacted the ERPB.
So, when will the other inspectors from the organization get here?
Should we find a place to set you all up?
Oh, no need. It's just me.
You're gonna handle them all on your own, then?
I don't want to scare you,
but our last gym teacher was a former national judo athlete.
He tried to break up a fight and broke his collarbone.
He hasn't been back to school since.
This is way more than simple discipline. You need to prepare yourself for war.
Damn! Do you really think war is necessary?
I'm telling you, with that kind of laid-back attitude, you're in big trouble.
You should, uh, just look at it like it's a war, and--
Sir, look. If we go to war…
…then people will die.
Don't worry about it.
Your students will all get along and they'll enjoy their classes.
Goddamn it.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
You're a piece of crap, you fucking idiot.
You ran away before, didn't you? Why'd you come to this school anyway?
I wanted to study cars and get a job somewhere.
I'm trying to get a job, too, you know.
Gwon-hyeok is his own corporation,
and fist fights are what we get graded on.
AUTOMOTIVE TECHNICIAN PRACTICAL TEST
Get over here.
Hey! Transfer student, come here.
Move your ass!
- Get over there. - Wait!
What? What did…
You can beat him, right?
- Fight. - Huh?
The fucker that loses
will become the punch meter.
Uh, do you think I could ask you what…
what is a punch meter?
You wanna know, hey?
Oh.
- Lose and find out. - Oh.
Fight.
Oh.
Want me to kick your ass?
What? Wait! Wh… what are you doing?
Just hit me.
- Why today? Why are you doing this? - They always do this.
- Hit me. - No, I can't!
If you don't, they'll beat the both of us up.
Oh!
- Get him up! - Are you okay?
Whoa!
Listen to me.
If Gwon-hyeok doesn't notice us this time around,
then we're all done for.
- Okay. Got it. - Punch meter?
Make sure you measure the distance properly!
Ooh!
Bada-bada-ba-bam!
You scored 92 points.
Congratulations. You must be an MMA fighter.
You've improved. You should fight with them.
How many points do I get? Move, move.
You scored 95 points! Congrats. You're currently number one!
- Ha! - Fuck!
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa! Uh, hey, are you okay?
I'm okay.
- Oh. - Don't worry about it.
Oh, well, here, just…
Just hold on to this for a sec. At least let me hold your bag for you.
- It's really all right. - I want to help.
You helped me today.
- Well, thank you. - So, where do you… where do you live?
This is my place.
Oh. Right. Here.
- Thanks a lot. - See you tomorrow.
Do you want to come inside?
I didn't mean it like that! I meant do you want some ramyeon?
Uh…
Well…
Okay, sure.
- Great. Come in. - Okay.
- Watch your step. - Thanks.
Uh… Oh.
Thank you.
So, why did you come to our school?
For college. Through that, uh, special,
uh, specialized high school stream.
Might as well go to another school, then.
Since you just transferred over, you'll still have a chance.
It's not too late to tell your parents and get them to enroll you somewhere else.
Oh, thank you.
What about you?
I always thought this school was my only option, but it wasn't.
Except that now, it's too late for me to change.
Well, you could always take the GED instead.
Yes, but that would cost too much with private academies and tutoring.
- Try some of the kimchi. - Hm?
My mom works at a restaurant, and the kimchi's famous, apparently.
Okay.
That's my mom.
Hyeong-ju, are you home?
Good afternoon.
Oh my! Hyeong-ju, you brought a friend home!
Wait, all you're eating is ramyeon? Hang on, I'll make a proper meal for you.
- Oh, I'm okay. - Mom, we'll eat this, it's okay.
- I must smell pretty bad, don't I? - No.
I'll… I'll go wash up quickly. Just give me a minute.
If you stuff them like this,
the newspaper picks up all the moisture, so it dries well.
My mom's shoes stay wet all day long so it gets uncomfortable.
Were you sitting over there before?
Fuck off.
Three, four, five.
Everyone, give it a try.
Try it out!
Those thugs beat you up every single day, so why do you bother to keep showing up?
'Cause it's still school.
You're a good kid.
- One, two. - Who are you?
Three.
I'm an ERPB inspector. And I did a little bit of research on you.
So, want to hear some facts about Kim Hyeong-ju?
How do you know who I am?
Kid, I just told you. I did some research.
You should get in there. Class is starting.
Don't worry about a thing. I'm gonna make sure
that you start learning despite those guys. All right?
You can do it, Kim Hyeong-ju.
One, two…
You seriously expected a receipt for getting mugged?
We have a fucking dumbass here, guys.
Comfy? Just stay down there.
Huh?
I saw it, but I just thought…
- One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. - Hm?
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest.
What is that?
You said you would, um… Remember?
You said you'd go "flutter, flutter," when I said, "Cuckoo's Nest!"
It was our code.
Code?
- Hey! - Oh!
I sent you a video and messaged you the code.
Ba-da-ba-ba-ba-bam!
Oh. Are you Bong Geun-dae, the deputy director?
Yes, sir.
Okay. I knew I chose the right person for this job. Wow.
RÉSUMÉ BONG GEUN-DAE
Hm.
Right.
Look at me. There.
Deputy Director Bong Geun-dae, can you run?
Uh, why are you taking a…
Hey! Hey, you shitheads!
Four Eyes.
Hey, you gangster, punk-ass, hooligan, idiotic, numbskull shitheads!
Yeah, this is for you!
You dumb little punks. Look at what losers you are!
How can you stand living with yourselves?
Whoever catches that fucker gets 100,000 won. I'm serious. Get him!
Huh? Uh, oh! Oh, no!
Uh, uh, I'm sorry!
No! No, don't!
All right! I'm not sorry!
Whoa! Oh!
- Where is he? - Where'd he go?
Hey! Get the fuck out here, you stupid fucking coward!
- You scared, fucker? - Where is he?
You fucking scared?
Hey! I asked you if you were scared, you chickenshit!
- What the… - Hey, what the fuck?
Who is that?
Me?
I'm an inspector with the Educational Rights Protection Bureau.
Educational what? Wh… what…
It's okay. Don't hurt yourself.
He's from that place that beat up some nerds at Daehan High.
Oh, wow. So Guun High's not as stupid as it looks.
Someone's paying attention. I approve!
Mister, this isn't the kind of high school where we care about that shit.
We don't hold back here.
And we don't give a single fuck whether you're an adult or not.
Wow, that's good to hear.
We're getting to know each other's limits.
Hey, you think I'm joking?
I'm just worried you boys might get hurt if I go too hard.
All right. Everybody, sit down. Now.
Fuck. Seriously?
What the fuck are you doing, man?
I'm gonna hit him!
You are, huh?
You can't even fight, you lowlife. What happens if you fuck it up?
The worst that can happen is they expel me. I don't care.
Life's too short to back down.
Then Gwon-hyeok will finally notice me.
You guys are deluded. Listen up, boys. No one's quitting school today. Got it?
That's not up to you.
Actually, I'm afraid that it is.
Do you know how much it cost taxpayers to get you to this level of schooling?
At least 65 million won per person.
You think citizens would be happy if they knew their precious tax money
was being spent on shits like you guys?
I don't think they'd be happy at all!
So if you want to know what you can to do to make it up to them,
there are three things.
First of all,
if you wanna leave, you'll pay every last cent back before you go.
Second…
…if you knock me down, then you can leave freely.
- Third-- - Sir!
I'll do the second one. That'll be easy. Auto department!
- Let's go. - Hey, we're in on this too.
Ho-ho.
Sit down, you little brats!
Hang on, stay still. You'll get your eye poked out like that.
Whoa!
I said go! Go now! Go on!
You punk! Here.
- Ah, come on! - Oh, okay. Feel like getting involved?
- We'll do it together! - Shit, come on!
Okay, anyone not get hit? Or anyone want another shot?
- Fuck! - Huh?
Die!
Goddamn it. Take that!
Agh!
Were you a boxer?
Well, that tired me out. Let's sit.
Oh. Oh my, oh my, oh my.
This is why you brats should hear people out. Okay?
So the third and final option,
if you can't manage one or two,
then be grateful and complete your education.
Come on out now. Hm?
- Wake up is at 6 a.m. - What?
At 7 a.m., additional lessons.
And afterwards, you'll have your regular classes.
And after that, you'll have a short break for lunch, then specialized classes.
Afternoon classes, afternoon specialty classes,
then your evening supplementary classes.
Fuck! Why are there so many damn… … classes?
You all need to make up for lost time. You've been skipping too often, guys.
I'm gonna personally make sure
that you punks make up every single last second of the time you wasted.
I'll make sure you meet the mandatory class quota
so you can graduate.
What do you say? Isn't our education system incredible? Yeah?
All right, orientation is over.
Now I'll get your teacher in here, so stay in your seats.
High five!
Fucking shit!
Oh! Damn it!
What are you guys looking at?
Jeez, why are we having classes in the gym?
- Ah, welcome, sir. - Thank you.
Here.
Zombies with a thirst for knowledge.
What?
Go on in. I'm just joking.
They're quite obedient now.
This class has electrical and automobile department students,
so we're going to learn about electric cars, which are relevant to both.
- Open your textbooks. - I haven't got mine. Sir?
You can't have class without your textbooks.
All right, who's got their book?
My dog ate it.
Hyeong-ju looks like he's got one.
Want me to go make copies?
We're not gonna waste paper and electricity.
Okay, from this point forward, you make your own textbooks.
In the Joseon Dynasty way.
Okay. Get ready. I'm starting the timer now.
Copy down every single word on the board.
This is terrible.
Ah. I haven't got a pen.
Oh, that is a shame. Hm?
A pen is important. I wonder what we could use instead?
Hm?
Of course, there's always your blood.
Hm.
Good, good.
Now then, raise your hand if you also don't have a pen.
Anyone?
Hey, do you two not have pens?
Wait, wait, wait! No, no!
Shit! Come on!
I told you I was timing it.
Come to the front if you couldn't copy it down.
Oh!
You want a double?
Stand up straight. I haven't even touched you.
Okay.
Oh, ho-ho!
He did it too.
Fuck!
Shit!
Fuck all this shit!
I don't have to take this fucking class anyway.
Just let everyone go now!
The fuckers who want to take it can stay and finish.
Why are we being forced to take the class when we don't even want to?
This isn't gonna help our lives at all!
Okay. You've made a very good point.
So we'll just focus on classes that will be helpful to your lives from now on.
All right, if you suspect that there's a problem with the brakes,
there are four things you need to check.
Smell my finger.
We need to determine if it's an electrical or a mechanical issue before we start.
So I'd like the electrical department to take a close look…
You're such a stupid punk.
Automobile guys can check the brake pads and brake fluid levels.
- Yes, sir. - Okay. Yeah.
- Yeah, yeah. - I know you were all listening.
Okay, great. Park Seong-hwan, Cho In-beom, come here and fix the brakes.
- What? What the fuck are you saying now? - Oh, we won't be able to.
You don't think you can?
Yeah. That's fucking stating the obvious!
Man, you sure say "fuck" a lot.
Whoa, who, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Take it easy. Easy!
- You want a punch? - Uh, I'll go. I'm going!
- What's he gonna do? - Why are you always so violent?
You guys should be filming this, goddamn it.
Aw, shit, man.
- Oh! - Oh! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa!
Brake!
Agh, the brakes don't work!
- Someone help! - We're gonna die!
These brakes don't work, remember?
Wait!
You were both in class, right? And I told you to fix them?
Up ahead, up ahead!
- What's up ahead? - If you keep going, we'll all die!
Whoa!
All right, this is it, this is it! Here we go!
Oh, fuck!
Holy shit balls!
You don't get to decide whether a class is necessary or not.
There's no such thing as an unnecessary class.
Huh.
Oh, those motherfuckers.
Oh. Thanks.
What the…
I looked into that Bureau inspector, and it's really quite odd.
In his "career details" section, the only word is "classified."
I made a formal request for these documents
from the National Assembly Intelligence Committee.
It feels like we're in a movie.
Sir, you were the director of the National Intelligence Service, right?
I just thought that there might be a way for you to
get a little more information on him.
KOREA ARMY SPECIAL WARFARE COMMAND CERTIFICATE OF MILITARY RECORD
First, open the brake fluid reservoir,
drain it, fill it with new fluid, and then you can go ahead and check the levels.
At this point, you also have to check if there's any air in the braking system.
Hey, fucking loser! Who the hell do you think you are, teaching us?
You think you can do whatever you want because your status has improved?
You loser. I wish I could--
You don't seem to learn your lesson.
You'll learn through experience, then.
Sir, I…
I was being a bit annoying. These guys won't do it again. Right?
- Sure. - Yeah.
Why did you defend those guys earlier?
I was worried that if something else went wrong,
we'd have to stop the lessons we're finally getting.
Every single second is pretty much crucial to me.
You were the one who got the inspector to stop them, weren't you?
Thank you.
It's nothing. Just doing my job.
We're fucked if we don't make the interview with Gwon-hyeok today,
so use all your strength.
Oh, yeah, yeah. I think it moved a bit.
- It didn't. Shit! - I think it's working!
It's not fucking working, dude. Shut up.
- Fucking shit. - Oh!
Hey, transfer student, come here, you fucker. Huh?
I know you're a little fucker, transfer student. You got any fucking cigarettes?
- Ah, come on, let him go. - Hey, he does!
So this little fucker vapes. Oh shit!
Whoa, you're a little savage. Look. A utility knife.
- Give me that. - You little shit.
Oh, uh, why?
- Shit, this actually works. - Yeah, I told you it would.
Okay, this is the last one. Stop moving. Stay still, fucker.
- Almost got it. - Yeah. I'm done.
- Fucking right! - Shit! It fucking worked.
Here. Hold this.
- Okay. - Got it.
You're gonna go first, and then you'll go.
Wh… why do I have to go?
'Cause if you don't, you're gonna snitch on us.
Hey, you made it. Good luck in there.
- This is the last time. - Thank you, sir!
Wow. Holy fuck. He's so fucking cool.
- Dig deeper. - Be cool.
Understood, sir.
Fuck, he's calling us! He's calling us over. Shit!
- Come on, loser, hurry up, let's go! - I can't!
Two, three…
Thank you for having us, sir!
Cho In-beom from electrical.
Park Seong-hwan, from Guun High, 18 years old.
- Tell him your name, fucker. - Uh… I'm Bong Geun-dae, sir.
We're very pleased to meet you, sir.
- I thought I only invited you here. - There was an issue with the school, sir.
Let's roll! Yeah!
We're all here now, so let's have a drink. Let's go!
- Hey. Come and get a picture with us. - Yes, sir!
Hey, look! He's here.
STUDY HALL
La, la, la Super fun times in study hall
Hey. Where are Park Seong-hwan, Cho In-beom
and Bong Geun-dae?
We're right here, sir.
Oh, sorry, sir.
What are you doing, you punks? Look at your sorry selves.
I told you to study separately. Bong Geun-dae! Are you also a punk?
Oh! No, I'm not!
- Shh. - Hey, sir. You're totally screwed.
You know, you might wanna start begging.
Why, what's going on? Did you bring some backup punks?
Outside.
Gwon-hyeok. Gwon-hyeok!
Oh! Gwon-hyeok! Gwon-hyeok!
These little punks.
- Oh, yeah! Welcome, sir! - Yeah!
- Oh yeah! - Yeah!
That's an entrance.
- Whoa. - Welcome, sir!
- Nice to see you, sir! - Hello, sir! Welcome!
Well, well.
I'm telling ya.
Look at that cigarette. Unfiltered, huh?
What should I do with you? Hm?
You must've gotten the lowdown on the way here
that there's a scary man who beats up disruptive students, huh?
You're not that scary, you know. Except I'm pretty scary.
Oh, really?
That's true. You are a high-school gangster after all.
So let's see how strong you are. Think I'll break a sweat?
Oh, you little shithead.
Whoa!
- Oh! - Oh!
Oh?
- Ah! - Oh!
- Shit. Damn!
Yes!
Whoo!
Whoa!
- Whoa! - Oh!
That was incredible, sir!
I knew we could count on you, Gwon-hyeok.
Hey, louder! Make some noise!
I knew you'd come through for us.
- Gwon-hyeok! Gwon-hyeok! - Shh. Shh. Shh. Shh.
Listen up, you fuckers!
From now on,
I will not let anyone get beaten up by kids from other schools like that!
And I won't let shitty old farts like this guy beat up any students.
- If you're in trouble, drop my name! - Yeah!
And if they keep trying to fight you even after you say it, I'll fucking end 'em!
Whoo!
Gwon-hyeok! Gwon-hyeok! Gwon-hyeok! Gwon-hyeok! Gwon-hyeok!
Gwon-hyeok! Gwon-hyeok! Gwon-hyeok! Gwon-hyeok!
Gwon-hyeok! Gwon-hyeok! Why'd you stop?
He said to drop his name, so drop it.
Jang Gwon-hyeok!
Hey!
What the hell? Jang Gwon-hyeok.
What does your name mean?
Is it like a free pass? Like a backstage pass or something?
Look, guys, this is exactly why
it's so important to complete your studies.
You might be physically big, but your mind is tiny like a child's.
Jang Gwon-hyeok.
Do you know why I dragged you down here?
I wanted you to be my demonstration tool.
He's such a downer.
You want to bring in Gwon-hyeok?
You need to pull out the root to make sure no more weeds grow.
How exactly do you plan on luring him there?
These guys all think that their bro has their backs.
So they're bound to call on him when they get beaten up.
You shitty f--
Ooh!
You clearly didn't understand me, so that gets you a flick, you brat.
- Oh! - Oh!
Oh, wow!
You okay? Hm?
You are so fucked now.
I called my men.
- Mm. - They're coming to support me.
Oh no.
Still haven't figured it out yet, huh? I'm here to support you, too, kiddo.
With this.
Inspector Na Hwa-jin had quite the illustrious career.
Apparently, he was a captain in the Special Forces Elite Mission Unit.
Do you want to bring us back to the days of training schools
under military dictatorship?
Do you want students to be oppressed under the heel of military boots?
I certainly don't.
Our party intends to focus all of its energies into disbanding the ERPB.
We feel the Bureau is an organization that shouldn't exist.
What exactly is the problem?
Is it a problem that the inspector is a former soldier?
The level of student violence we're seeing now is far greater than usual.
Students are active gangsters while still in school,
in gangs that have been formed by students.
Violence is higher than ever,
yet you expect teachers to fight back with nothing but chalk?
The Bureau's intention isn't to fight the students.
It's to fight the monsters who threaten fellow students.
And a monster
can only be taken down by another monster.
Stop now!
Ooh. Oh!
Are these your men?
- Oh! - Hey!
You've really made a mess around here, haven't you?
Now look!
Are any of you students? Let me see a show of hands.
No one? Well, that's a relief.
If you're not students, I don't have to go easy on you.
Hey, how'd you get all the way over there? Go on, then.
Yeah, keep going.
I don't have to go easy on him though, do I?
Wow, look at you.
So tough, trying to scare me.
Listen up, because I'm only gonna tell you this once.
A school is a place where lessons are learned.
You're gonna get us caught.
Nobody is allowed inside unless they're learning a lesson or teaching a lesson.
The moment one of you takes a single step forward…
is the moment that you and I go to war.
War?
You're lucky that's our specialty.
I'm gonna hunt you down
Yeah, I ain't playing around
I'mma take your crown
Man, better run, gonna hunt you down…
I ain't playing around
I'mma take your crown
Man, better run, gonna hunt you down
Yeah, I be coming at you like Hannibal
Uh, I'm a killer, call me a cannibal…
Man, better run, gonna hunt you down
- Yeah, I ain't playing around - I ain't playing around
I'mma take your crown
Man, better run, gonna hunt you down…
- I'm gonna hunt you down - Gonna hunt you
- Yeah, I ain't playing around - I ain't playing around
I'mma take your crown
Man, better run, gonna hunt you down
Yeah, I be coming for you Like Hannibal
Uh, I'm a killer, call me a cannibal
Uh, I'mma take your crown
Man better run, gonna hunt you down
Wh… what the hell?
Oh!
Sir, I was wrong, okay? Please spare me, sir!
Sir, I was also wrong!
That isn't it.
Oh, uh…
Then I'll… I'll stop coming to school!
I'll drop out!
That's not it either.
Think about it.
Who is it that you should be apologizing to?
Oh!
- Oh! - Oh, right! Hey, hey!
Hyeong-ju! Hey, Hyeong-ju!
I'm sorry! Oh, please. Forgive me, please!
- I'm so sorry! - I'm so sorry!
Hey, please forgive me! Please spare me, man. Please!
Uh, it's… it's… it's okay, guys. It's okay, really.
Oh please!
You don't have to do that.
No, really, please forgive me. I'm really sorry.
Hyeong-ju.
Please!
You sure you're okay?
I'm sorry.
If you don't want to take classes, don't.
If you don't want to study, don't. It's your life.
However…
don't get in the way of anyone else's life.
Don't assume that a minute of your life is the same as anyone else's.
Even if it may seem like it.
That knowledge will make a world of difference in your life.
- Understand, you brats? - Yes!
Speak up. Do you understand or not?
Yes, sir!
I will now give a report on the recent endeavors of the ERPB.
Through the diligent work of Inspector Na Hwa-jin,
the Bureau has resolved the issues around the right to learn at Guun Tech.
In order to prevent those issues from recurring anywhere else,
we will be contacting departments to implement the following.
TATTOO REMOVAL CLINIC
Starting now, all tattoos will be banned at all schools.
You're gonna do more damage if you keep moving.
Motorcycles will no longer be permitted on school grounds.
NO SMOKING ON CAMPUS
YOU'LL BE A GREAT MECHANIC YOUR FRIEND, GEUN-DAE
If any student attempts to start or join an organized crime group,
like a gang of school bullies or a gang of violent criminals,
they will be charged and tried as adults under the laws against organized crime.
Finally, in cooperation with the Ministry of Justice
and the Ministry of Sciences and Technology,
we plan on monitoring and deterring any Millennial and Gen Z gangsters,
who recruit through social media.
We at the ERPB
will continue to do our utmost to protect our students' educational rights.
- TV off! - Oh, yes, sir!
Whoa!
You were just in there, and now you've appeared in here.
I don't mean to overstep, but are you trying to become a television personality?
What? You do it, then.
I didn't mean it like that. You seem to be enjoying it, that's all.
Am I not allowed to enjoy it?
Of course you are! Did you watch him?
"The Educational Rights Protection Bureau will do the utmost to protect--"
- Come on. - That was the best!
Uh, may I interrupt your conversation for a moment, please?
Of course.
Well, I had a few incidental expenses on this project that were out of pocket.
Oh, well, of course you should claim those expenses. What are they?
Well, uh, on three separate occasions, I was shaken down.
Oh, you were? Right.
Uh, it was 40,000 won in cash
and 500 from a vending machine that sold fancy coffees,
and then, in front of the labs at the school,
they took my Nike Air Force shoes, worth, uh, 125,000 won.
- They were nice and white and new. - Mm.
I had also been microwaving an Uiseong Garlic Sausage sandwich,
which was 2,200 won at the concession stand.
They even took that away from me.
After calculating everything,
the total was about 167,000 won out of pocket.
So, would I be able to claim that?
Oh, sure.
But did they steal anything else?
Oh, uh…
MEDICAL BILLS…
No, that was all of it.
All right. Claim the expenses.
Thank you, sir.
Want me to buy you a sausage?
Huh? Oh, no, no. No, I'm fine, sir.
That Uiseong Garlic thing sounds really good.
- You should have one. - Hey, lay off.
- I thought… You just said he was robbed. - Enough.