Why don't you go take a shower?
I apologize...
This program is a work of fiction. The characters, organizations, locations, cases, etc. being portrayed are unrelated to actual events.
for...
all the trouble.
Also, I'd prefer thanks to an apology.
Like a "thank you very much."
By the way, my attacker asked me to tell you...
"It's time to face the music, traitor."
Perhaps you know what he's talking about.
My agency knows that I'm in contact with you.
Hey, is this you?
Are these your parents in this photo with you?
That's none of your business.
Well?
What are you really looking to get out of me?
The anniversary of your dad's death is coming up soon, remember?
Can you make it home?
Call me when you can.
Bye.
I came at a bad time.
Sorry. I'll go.
I'll visit again.
My goodness, Brian.
I'm sorry. He's so needy.
You didn't need to do all this, Miss Dankworth.
Oh, don't say that.
Have a seat.
You've grown so big.
You and your father used to come here together all the time. Remember?
And you kept Chateau company.
Yes.
Speaking of which, how old are you now?
You were about the same age as Chateau, if I remember.
I'm 25.
You have such presence.
I get that a lot.
There's something I wanted to ask you today.
About Chateau, correct?
I've been thinking it's about time I explain.
Hi there.
Hey!
Come on.
Please?
You must be bored.
You're so mean.
I'm pretty busy, actually.
It's not easy keeping my lady happy, either.
Please don't give the sister the wrong idea.
I only asked her to give you a message.
"I'll be waiting until you show up."
You're being a nuisance to the church.
Please leave.
I thought you'd say that.
Okay, why don't we spend some time together?
I respectfully decline.
Please, just leave.
You're so cold.
It's not as if you have anything to do while on probation, right?
All the more reason I feel no need to put up with you.
That's a good comeback.
I'll give you a good job when you get back to work, then.
How's that?
Come on!
Please stop following me.
Then just talk to me a little.
No, thank you.
Boo.
Damn it, this wasn't what I was told!
Two of us are down!
How many more of you are there?
You said this wasn't what you were told.
Who told you what?
Answer.
Son of a bitch...
He said it would just be the chick...
Shoot.
Thanks for saving me time with your quick instincts, Chateau.
That voice... You're the guy from the other day.
Oh? You remember me, do you?
Well, then, why don't you put down that weapon?
Then we can talk.
Hands behind your head.
On your knees.
Come on. It's not like you have a choice anymore.
Nice try.
My nerves are fried thanks to drugs I used to use.
A stun gun won't do much to me.
So there is a reason, then.
For Chateau—I mean, your daughter— to have taken on such an occupation.
I believe she's looking for something.
Looking for something?
My husband and I took everything from her.
Her name, her past... She was so little, and we took everything from her.
This sub-compact must be hers.
Utter defeat...
Hey.
Sorry I'm not Chateau.
Recognize me?
It's been a long time...
Hou.
Buck up, kid.
Did you take out the guys I sent at you?
Well, they were just a bunch of lowlifes.
I wouldn't want you getting killed by the likes of them.
Oh, Ryang-Ha...
I wish I could see your face right now.
Please state your business.
Let's see...
Where should I begin?
17 Years Ago
It was seventeen years ago.
It happened in a small town in the south.
The body of an unidentified boy was found in a suspicious vehicle.
We've found the reported suspicious vehicle, over.
And with him was an unidentified young girl.
Agent Dankworth.
He appears to have died several hours ago.
This was on his person.
We're attempting to confirm his identity.
There's a chance this may be forged.
And the child who was found with him?
Over there.
You're safe now.
Hello, miss. Can you tell me your name?
Chateau Noble.
You've been very strong.
Don't worry.
Are you hungry?
Is there anything you want?
She's been like this with me, too. She won't say anything but her name.
It's just about lunchtime.
I'm going home to eat lunch.
With her.
Huh? What are you talking about?
You know you can't do that.
Don't worry. Relax.
I live right over there.
I'll rat you out. Are you all right with that?
Go right ahead.
I'm retiring next month, anyway.
Agent Dankworth!
I'm warning you! I really will report you!
Oh, welcome home, honey.
Man, I'm famished. Can we have lunch?
Well, well, what an adorable guest.
She's a person of interest in our latest case.
Oh, my. The murderer?
I'm kidding, obviously.
Could you whip up something for her?
Do you like it?
You have such good manners.
I wish we could've had a child like her.
She'd be more like a grandchild to us now.
The presence of that young girl aroused suspicions of abduction,
as well as organized crime.
But something strange came to light...
Do come visit us again, Chateau.
There were no records of anyone named "Chateau Noble" existing,
not in the present nor in the past.
Hello there.
Have you found anything?
You've got her wrapped around your finger!
Babysitting isn't easy, you know.
Who were you with?
Where do you live?
What animals do you like?
Do you have any brothers or sisters?
What about your mom and dad?
Can't we just show her a photo?
I don't think we should show her in person.
She won't recognize him if she doesn't know him well.
We should find out before they remove the body.
Do you know this man?
Hello, Agent Dankworth.
We'll take it from here.
The investigation eventually went cold,
and the truth was never uncovered.
I-I'm not crying!
Welcome home.
How was your retirement party?
I told them I didn't want one.
We ended up hitting five different places.
Oh, my.
You've been working for such a long time.
Are you satisfied with the work you've done?
Hey, I want to ask you something.
It's been a month since she came here, but she can't quite seem to fit in.
We're at a loss, as well.
Hey, Chateau!
Chateau?
Huh? She's not here.
Wait, you can't go in without permission...
Heya.
Been doing well?
My!
The girl was adopted into the Dankworth family.
Her name became Chateau Dankworth.
There was just one big question...
The identity of the boy who was the subject of the case.
Like the girl, he was ultimately deemed not to exist.
The name on his ID was... Song Ryang-Ha.
You seem like a different person, Hou.
And I never thought you'd come after me for a mere hostage.
You've really lost your mojo, haven't you,
Song Ryang-Ha?
Where is she?
Chateau's my guest of honor.
You aren't getting her back for free.
I'm not done yet.
Don't think this is over, dumbass!
Time for round two.
Own up to your mistakes and die!
Next episode: "Limit."