01x01 - Episode 1

[bunniefuu]

[theme music playing]

[100 DAYS OF DECEPTION]

EPISODE 1

[upbeat vintage music playing]

[tram bell rings]

SPRING 1932, GYEONGSEONG

- [indistinct chatter]
- [man 1] Rickshaw coming through!

[bicycle bell rings]

[squelches]

Damn it.

[grunts in frustration]

Something good better be coming
my way today.

- [man 2] Out of the way.
- [man 3] Move.

- Out of the way.
- [woman] Extra!

[music fades]

- [in Japanese] Wow, it's Keijo.
- [indistinct chatter]

[conductor]
This stop is Keijo, Keijo Station.

Please ensure you have
all your belongings before you get off.

Thank you for using our service today.

[screeching]

[steam hisses]

KEIJO - HOTEN

[grunts]

[in Chinese] Oh. I'll get your bag down.

Uh… It's okay.

I'll do it.

[laughter, chatter]

[moody music playing]

[man] So-ran!

- [woman exclaims]
- Oh!

[in Korean] Does he not watch
where he's going?

Thank you.

[amusing music playing]

- Excuse me.
- Yes?

This is Changgyeongwon, right?

Well, Changgyeongwon is…

Go straight to the left, then turn right.

- Thank you.
- My pleasure.

[whistling]

[woman] Oh.

[in Japanese] Thank you.

- You have something here.
- [man] Oh.

[man chuckles]

Thank you.

[man in Korean] Oh, thank you.
It slipped out of my hand.

[music ends]

[fanfare playing]

[gasps]

Who's here? What's all this about?

It's the inspector general
of the Government-General of Joseon.

The inspector general…

Is he someone important?

Look, miss.

The inspector general
is the Government-General's number two.

[in English] number two.

[in Korean] You don't even know
what an inspector general is.

How could you know
what "number two" means?

Of course I do.

It means he's second
only to the Governor-General.

Well, well. How do you understand English?

And you're a woman, at that.

I speak a little English myself.

Yeah, sure.

[fanfare continues]

[in Japanese] Thank you.

Welcome to Joseon, Inspector General.

Thank you, Interpreter Suzuki.

- Have you been well?
- Yes, sir.

You look about ten years younger
than you did in Tokyo last month.

They say Keijo is quite a place.
Seems the rumors are true.

It's improved quite a bit
since you were last here.

[laughs]

That's good to hear.

Oh! Fukuda!

No,

I should call you Chief of Police
of the Government-General of Joseon now.

Has it been ten years?

Yes, sir.

It's an honor to serve you again.

Ah. This is…

Ah.

Who is that?

He's a WWP News Keijo correspondent,
the one I mentioned in Tokyo.

Ah, I see.

You said he's Korean-American?

Yes, he's from Hawaii. He was based
in Shanghai, China until three months ago.

He's quite friendly
toward our Government-General.

Then have him come over.
I should introduce myself.

He's an American reporter.
With what's happening in Manchukuo,

he's someone our home country
would keep a close eye on.

We should keep him on our side.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Yoo Philip!

One moment.

[in Korean] A Chinese couple?

[in Japanese] Nice to meet you.

I'm Yoo Philip, Keijo correspondent
for the American WWP News Agency.

It's a great honor to meet you.

[Shinichi] No, the honor is mine.

These days, what's scarier
than a journalist's pen?

I hope you'll be gentle with us.

Please don't worry.

[both laughing]

Allow me to introduce my wife.
She's Chinese.

Ah.

[Philip] I first came to Keijo
three months ago,

and she arrived from Shanghai just now.

[Shinichi] Oh.

My congratulations on your reunion.

[sneaky music playing]

And congratulations on the little one.

Ah. Thank you.
My wife cannot speak Japanese.

Ah.

[in Korean] He kindly congratulated us
on our baby on the way.

Ah.

Thank you.

You speak Korean.

Now that you're in Gyeongseong,
you should learn Japanese.

Wow, sir, your Korean is excellent.

[laughs] Does it sound okay?

I left Joseon more than ten years ago,
so I've forgotten quite a lot.

[Philip] Your Korean is better than mine.

[both laughing]

[Shinichi] Uh… Let's get together
for a meal sometime soon.

[Philip] Yes, I was actually hoping
to have you over.

How about at our place?

Uh… Would that be all right?

We would be honored.

How about next Thursday?

[Philip] Very well.

[Shinichi] All right,
we'll talk more then.

[in Japanese] Is Hideo not here yet?

My son and daughter are here with me.

Oh.

[crowd murmuring]

[woman 1 in Korean]
Is that a chair with wheels?

[woman 2] Oh! Please, no pushing. Oh.

Excuse me.

[Philip] I didn't know you had a daughter.

I have a 12-year-old daughter.

She's excited.
It's her first time in Gyeongseong.

- [Philip] That's natural at her age.
- [Shinichi laughs]

Oh…

- What's the matter?
- My bag…

[tense music playing]

[in Japanese] What's wrong?

[policeman] Everyone, stop where you are!

[crowd exclaiming]

We'll be conducting a brief inspection.

Form a single line, everyone!

[woman 3 in Korean] What's going on?
Is it a pickpocket?

[indistinct chatter]

Oh, oh, I think it's that way.

A bag was stolen?

Oh…

Did someone steal a bag in this crowd?

[in Japanese] Uh…
I left something in my seat,

but this isn't where I was sitting.

[woman 4 giggling]

[in Korean] Oh my.

Babe, what was your name?

What?

- Never mind. "Gorgeous" will do.
- [chuckles]

- [woman 4] Oh dear. Excuse us.
- [man] Excuse me.

FIRST-CLASS COMPARTMENT

- [passenger grunts]
- [woman 2] Ah!

- I'm sorry.
- [in Japanese] I'm sorry.

- [in Korean] I'm sorry.
- [in Japanese] I'm sorry.

[in Korean] Are you Korean?

[in Japanese] Sorry, I assumed so
because you were speaking Korean.

I'm also from mainland Japan.

One second.

Thank you.

Come on, let's go.

[in Korean] Please go ahead.
Go this way. That way is closed off.

Well then.

No, you can't go through that door.

[in Japanese]
I said you can't go that way.

Wait…

[in English] What the heck? Ignoring me?

[scoffs] Does she think she's a princess?

[scoffs] Yeah,

if I had that heavy princess scarf
around my neck,

I couldn't walk either.

[man in Korean] Excuse me.

Yes? Me?

Haven't you seen a picture of the princess
in the newspaper?

Sorry?

Look at all the crowd
waiting to welcome her.

[amusing music playing]

Doesn't it occur to you
that she might actually be the princess?

Oh. Oh, oh!

I'm sorry.

[in Japanese] I'm sorry.

[in Korean] Though she's not, of course.

Well then.

[stammers] Hey, hold on.

[exhales sharply]

[scoffs]

I really thought she was the princess.

FIRST CLASS

[in Japanese] Thank you.

A bag was stolen?

Yes, so you can exchange greetings later.

It's cold.

[Hideo] Are you cold?

Hold on, Hanako.

[serious music playing]

[in Korean]
No, you can't go through that door.

[in Japanese] Where are you going?

Hold on, Hanako.

I said I'm cold.

I'm sorry.

Is it always winter in Joseon?

It's March, but it's still too cold.

Mmm… No.

Spring will soon be here in Joseon too.

Could I speak with the police?

[in Korean] Why don't you take a taxi?

How about a tour of Gyeongseong?

Joseon Shrine, Gyeongseong Shrine,
Jangchungdan Shrine, then turn, okay?

Do you go to America too?

What? America?

Welcome!

I'm going to America.

Sure, ma'am, I'll take you to America.

Here we go.

You were taking so long. I thought
you went to America without telling me.

- In spirit, I'm already there.
- [chuckles]



[amusing music playing]

[sniffs]

APPRAISAL

Damn it.

[shop owner yelps]

[shop owner] Hey.

[amusing music continues]

[man] Goodbye.

FIRST JONGNO PAWNSHOP

Come on.

[woman] Hey, did you see
who arrived at the station?

He's the Government-General's
[in English] number two.

[man] Number two?

[in Korean] What, English again?

[in English] Yes, number two.

[scoffs]

[in Korean] If I'd grown up
in a missionary's house like you did,

I'd have learned English too.

Do you think
being a live-in maid was easy?

Of course I know it was hard.

When I first met you,
you were crying outside that house.

You were accused of stealing food
and got beaten for it.

And the next day,

the missionary felt bad
and gave you rice, didn't he?

Right. But they weren't mistaken.

Wait, what?

I really did steal their bread.

What? You actually did?

Yes, I was starving.

I shed a few tears,
and they all fell for it.

Hey, how could you not have
told me that all this time?

[mockingly] You never asked, dummy.

- [laughing]
- Would you have told me if I had asked?

- Answer me.
- [babbles teasingly]

- Hey, Lee Ga-kyung!
- [laughs]

[urine trickling]

[coughs]

[grunts]

You were taking forever.

I thought you'd run off again.

[hawks, spits]

[Mun-mak] Take it all out.

If I catch you swiping anything again,
you're dead.

Oh, cigarettes. Look at you.

Go eat.

Why'd you bring pine cones?

You idiot. All you brought is junk.

[sighs] What do I do with you?

Damn it.

Go on, eat.

One jeon?

Work hard!

- Yes, sir.
- Now eat.

Is this it?

If anything turns up in your pockets,

I'll beat you for every jeon.

You little b*stard,
how dare you try to sneak some off?

Eat up, as*h*le.

Why are you empty-handed?

You went
to Itsukoshi Department Store today.

How come you've got nothing?

[stammers] Today,
there were three policemen…

What? Did you just say "policemen"?

Hey!

What are the police?

[all] The police are boss' tomodachi.

[Mun-mak] Did you hear that?

The police are my tomodachi.

And the police are your excuse?

You little b*stard.

You get nothing to eat today.

[laughs] What are you,
some kind of animal?

That's disgusting.

You got nothing either?

[scoffs]

Of course not.

[kids] Wow.

What is this crap?

[exclaims]

Here you go.

Thank you. [Gasps]

All of this together
isn't even worth one won.

After I bribe the police
at Gyeongseong Station,

what's left for me?

You stole my money three years ago
and ran off to sneak onto a ship.

When you were caught at Incheon Port,
what did you promise me?

[ominous music playing]

If you fail to repay one won a day,

or if I catch you sneaking something away,

how were you going to repay me?

Boss.

You know Ga-kyung.
That's not all she's got.

Hold on.

Here's the big one.

You little b*stard.

You tried to sneak this away, huh?

No, I was about to give it to you,

but you were being so impatient.

First, let go of this.

If she hurts her wrist and can't work,
who will lose out?

Isn't that right?

Stay out of this!

Don't forget…

What you promised me.

Okay?

Okay.

[kids singing]
♪ Neener-neener, neener-neener ♪

♪ Neener-neener, neener-neener ♪

♪ Kkot-nim can't walk ♪

♪ She can't walk… ♪

I'll tell my sister and brother
on you all!

[all singing]
♪ Go on, tell 'em, Jap! ♪

♪ Go to Japan and rot ♪

Damn it, I'm not Japanese!

[Ga-kyung] Hey, you brats!

- [kids screaming]
- [Ga-kyung] Get over here.

You're at it again.

Get over here! You little punks.

You try picking on Kkot-nim again,
I'll teach you a lesson!

Kkot-nim, did they pick on you again?

[Ga-kyung] I know where you live!

Kkot-nim, it's a big secret,
so I've kept it from you all this time.

But I think it's time you knew.

Listen carefully.

Kkot-nim, your mom and dad

joined Ahn Jung-geun,
the patriotic martyr,

in assassinating Ito Hirobumi and died.

They carried you on their backs, but then
you were injured and could no longer walk.

Wow, for real?

Yeah. So next time they make fun of you...

[Ga-kyung in English] Stop.

S…

- [in Korean] S… what?
- S… what?

Kkot-nim, hold on.

[amusing music playing]

Lee No-ma. If you're going to lie,
get your story straight.

What's wrong with my story?

Ahn Jung-geun assassinated Ito Hirobumi

more than 20 years ago.

If Kkot-nim's parents died back then,

how could she be seven now?

[chuckling] You're right.

If you're going to lie,
make it convincing.

Otherwise, don't even bother.

Even so, how could we possibly tell her…

That her parents caught the disease
from her and died,

and that she's paralyzed for life?

If we tell her that her parents

gave their lives for independence,

she can live with pride like I do.

Pride? What does that even matter?

Kkot-nim.

Don't go telling people
about the independence movement.

No, just forget about
the independence movement.

You want to eat millet porridge here,
or eat rice in an ondol house?

I want rice.

Right?

So you should just think
about living a good life.

Got it?

Aah…

- Aah.
- Hey, Lee Ga-kyung.

What devilish nonsense
are you rattling on about?

The independence movement means nothing?

Are you not Korean?

Why does that matter?

To be honest, your parents died

marching for independence in 1919.
What did you get out of it?

[frustrated sigh]
It didn't bring independence.

You're the one left an orphan
and suffering.

Do you like that?

Still, I'm proud of my parents
for fighting for independence.

I don't envy those
who sold out their country

or Japanese who live comfortably at all.

If I'd been ten in 1919,

I'd have been out there
shouting for independence.

Yeah, right. Whatever.

Then why aren't you fighting
for independence now?

Why take Japanese passengers
in your rickshaw?

Yeah, why?

- [sighs] That's different...
- [Ga-kyung] Whatever.

The independence movement
is none of my concern.

I'll save up so I can leave this country.

I'm going to America.

[scoffs] America?

There she goes again with America.

[pleasant music playing]

- [Philip] Watch your step.
- [So-ran] All right.

The bag…

What do we do?

If the thief finds what's in there
and something happens,

we can only hope nothing happens
until next Thursday.

[door creaks open]

[door closes]

[Philip] Ah.

This is the living room.

And this is…

The dining room.

And the kitchen is further inside.

The bathroom is here.

And this is my room.

Uh, upstairs, there's a living room,
a study, and a larger bedroom.

You can use this room.

All right, then.

Let's share this room.

Pardon?

We're a married couple.

Someone might drop by.
We'd look more natural sharing a room.

I'll keep wearing this belly wrap.

[pleasant music playing]

Understood.

[Shinichi in Japanese]
Someone stole your wallet?

Yes, I'm sorry.

Was there something important in it?

Not really.

Then don't waste your time
over a little money.

Yes, sir.

[woman] Welcome.

Have you been well, Yanagi?

[Yanagi in Korean] What are you all doing?

[amusing music playing]

Let's go.

[mumbling]

[Ga-kyung and No-ma vocalizing]

[all singing] ♪ If I had a million won ♪

♪ I'd buy a gold hairpin
and a fancy ring ♪

♪ And I'd even buy a plane ♪

♪ And fly high above the clouds ♪

♪ Spinning round and round ♪

♪ No, stop dreaming of a million won ♪

♪ Or you'll waste your youth
Chasing a foolish dream ♪

There.

Let's see what's in there.

Come on, something big.

[gasps] Hmm.

Clothes.

More clothes.

I hid it away in case
it was worth something.

It's just clothes?

Huh? My goodness. [Gasps]

My, my. What could this be?

- It feels heavy.
- [Kkot-nim] Mmm-hmm.

[Ga-kyung] Let's see.

Huh?!

What's with the rice?

Wow, rice!

I haven't seen white rice in years.

I'm going to sell this.

Kkot-nim, don't tell me
you want to eat this, okay?

The bag was disappointing,

but I can tell this is it.

I stepped in dog poop earlier.

Dog poop, I'm counting on you.

[No-ma] I believe.
Come on, give us a jackpot.

Meh? That's it?

Oh! It's three won.

[sighs] Only three won
from a first-class passenger?

I need to poop.

Hey, I asked for a big drop,
not you taking a big dump.

[sighs] Let's go.

[grunts]

Right, you can keep all those clothes.

I'll take 10% of that three won.

That makes it…

Yeah, three jeon.

Hey, make sure I get my cut.

Can you hold it?

Hey, one won is 100 jeon,
so ten percent of three won is 30 jeon.

[sighs] What would he do without me?

"Tokyo Imperial University."

"Literature…."

"Department"?

"Department."

"English Literature."

Oh…

What's a Tokyo Imperial student
doing in Gyeongseong?

His name is…

[sighs]

What?

Isn't it a pawn ticket?

"Jongno Pawnshop."

"1919."

"Sin Tae-jin."

Not worth a thing.

[sighs]

What a bust.

[grunts]

[grunts]

What's wrong with this?

- [clinking]
- [intriguing music playing]

Mmm?

Huh?

[exclaims]

A b*llet?

It's a b*llet.

[gasps]

[exclaims]

I knew the dog poop wouldn't let me down.

[chuckling excitedly]

Three, four, five, six,
seven, eight, nine.

[in Japanese] Come in.

I apologize for not being able to attend
your wife's funeral last year.

Don't worry about it.

No need to come all the way from
Keijo to Tokyo for something trivial.

Oh! It's fruitcake.

- Itsukoshi Department Store?
- Yes, sir.

Last time you were in Keijo,
wasn't Itsukoshi a drapery shop?

They built and opened
a big Keijo branch on Bonjeong Avenue.

- [chuckles]
- The plaza in front of it became so clean.

[sighs] The old drapery shop

used to be crawling
with Korean pickpockets.

I'm aware.

I used to be one of them myself.

[Fukuda] My apologies.

I didn't mean to offend you.

[laughs]

It's quite all right.

I'll take it as a compliment

that Hideo has become
such a fine Japanese citizen.

[Fukuda] Indeed.

That's precisely what I meant.

He's not just an ordinary citizen.

He graduated from the Army Academy
and Tokyo Imperial University.

He's an interpreter trainee
for the Government-General of Joseon,

fluent in Japanese, Korean,
and English, no less.

[chuckles]

No one would think
that Hideo is from Joseon.

Hideo couldn't speak a word of Japanese
when we first met.

Do you remember?

[serious music playing]

[man] What do you think you're doing?

What is it?

[passerby] Pickpocket!

Police!

Why won't you beg me to spare you?

You don't know Japanese.

[in Korean]
Why won't you beg me to spare you?

Whether I get caught and k*lled

or starve to death on the street,

it makes no difference.

[whistle blowing]

[in Japanese] Hurry, over there.

[in Korean] What a nuisance.

[policeman in Japanese]
Is this the pickpocket?

[Shinichi] Not this one.

[crowd gasping]

[in Korean] Watch closely.

The pickpocket

[nervous chatter]
A g*n!

[coins rattling]

- [breath trembling]
- …is that kid.

- [crowd gasping, screaming]
- [breathing heavily]

[in Japanese] Do you remember that day?

I don't.

It was too long ago. I don't remember.

[somber music playing]

[Philip in Korean] Can't you sleep?

[man in Japanese] sh**t.

- [in Korean] No!
- [g*nsh*t]

- [crowd screaming]
- [g*nshots]

I've waited 13 years.

Waiting a few more days is harder somehow.

- [woman] Get out.
- [child] Auntie.

[grunts]

Get out.

Disgusting.

That filthy blood!

Get out of my house!

[spits, pants]

- [Ga-kyung grunts]
- [No-ma] Weren't you sleeping?

[Ga-kyung] No.

[No-ma] Hey, you know what?

I'm just wondering.

If your money and I both fell into
the water, which would you save?

You.

Huh?

Really?

Mmm.

Seriously?

Hold on.

- [laughing]
- [sighs]

I was lying.

- Why are you always messing with me?
- [laughing]

[No-ma chuckles]

You learned that
from the foreign missionary.

You cross your fingers when you lie.

What if you do this?

It means "wish me luck."

Ah, right.

How does that go from lying

to wishing for good luck?

It means you're wishing for luck

so nobody catches you lying.

Ah!

I always cross my fingers
every time I pickpocket,

so I won't get caught.

[chuckling] Maybe that's why
you never get caught.

[hopeful music playing]

By the way,

when you save up enough money,
will you really go to America?

Yeah.

I'm going to leave Joseon, no matter what.

I'm sick and tired of this place.

It's miserable here.

Yeah.

Anywhere should be better than this dump.

But why America?

Just because.

[scoffs]

[in English] Okay.

[music surges]

[Ga-kyung humming]

- [in Korean] Forty.
- Fifty.

- Forty-five.
- Fifty.

- Forty-five.
- Fifty.

I give up. Fine, 50 jeon.

[chuckling]

[in English] Thank you.

[in Korean] It's so strange.

Why does it feel like
I always pay you whatever you ask?

Tell me about it.

Mister.

[whispering] How much do b*ll*ts go for?

[whispering] b*ll*ts?

Those are hard to come by. How many?

Fifty?

Ten won.

[whispering] Come on, 30.

- [whispering] Fifteen.
- Thirty.

- Fifteen.
- Thirty.

[in normal voice]
Fine, 20 won. That's it, 20 won.

I can't go any higher.

Get out of the way. Welcome.
[in Japanese] Welcome!

[sighs, in Korean] Twenty won…

The going rate
must be around 40 won, then.

[in Japanese]
Are you saying it's not one of them?

Right.

[policeman]
A pickpocket who speaks English.

I've never heard of one.

Most of them can't even read Korean.

Then we'll look again.

Once we get her, we'll take her to Jongno
Police Station and notify the residence.

Ah. Don't take her to the police.

Huh? Then what?

I want you to contact me directly.

The Government-General, not the residence.

Ah. Will you deal with her yourself?

Understood, sir.

[tram bell rings]

HANSEONG MEDICINE CLINIC

[indistinct chatter]

[in Korean] I'll give a prescription
for a restorative herbal tonic.

Wait here.

Here.

- [patients moaning, coughing]
- [mysterious music playing]

[man] The g*n and b*ll*ts for that day,

and some rice.

[sighs] The Japs have taken
every last grain of rice,

so it was very hard to come by.

I hope you enjoy it.

Thank you. I'm sorry
you had to spend such valuable funds.

Forgive me. Those b*ll*ts were meant
for you to use later.

No worries.

[sighs] I just can't stand

the thought of that Sato b*stard
eating this precious rice.

- I want to soak it in poison.
- [man] We can't use poison.

The police will inspect the food
before dinner.

I know. That's why I brought the g*n.

Thank you. I'll make sure I succeed.

I deliberately approached and married

an American who knew nothing in Shanghai
and came to Gyeongseong

to assassinate Sato.

We've been apart for three months.
As I've been moody due to the pregnancy,

my husband had no idea
the pregnancy was fake.

You've changed your identity twice.

So they'll never trace the link

between So-ran and the Gugukdan
after the operation.

I'll keep an eye on the situation
from within the Government-General.

During dinner that night…

Here's the cake.

[in Japanese] Oh! A cake?

My wife makes excellent cakes.

By the way, sir.

[in Korean] Hands off.

[in Japanese] What the hell is this?

[in Korean] Do you remember Gyeam-ri?

Gyeam-ri?

April 1919!

It's where you shot my daughter
and burned 23 other Koreans alive.

Pay for it with your life.

[sighs]

Listen, So-ran.

I'll wait in the car nearby that day.

No. Security will be tight,
so we won't be able to get away.

[man] Even so…

Suzuki, won't you have a g*n that day?

Don't call me Suzuki.

Have you already forgotten my Korean name?

[So-ran] Suzuki has to stay.

The Gugukdan needs Interpreter Suzuki

who can provide us with information

from within the Government-General.

Besides, Suzuki is the one

who's been anonymously reporting
our activities

and achievements to the newspaper.

Thanks to him, those short articles
tucked into the corners of the newspaper

have been giving Koreans
a breath of air and hope.

I know living as a spy for so many years
has been difficult for you.

Please keep doing what you're doing.

Of course.

It took 13 years to track him down

and finally get this chance.

Once I k*ll him,
there's nothing left for me to live for.

So I have to succeed

and I'll gladly die alone.

All of you, please welcome
Joseon's independence with joy.

Even if I fail,

I'll be the only one who dies.

[sighs heavily]

[intriguing music playing]

THREE YEARS AGO, SHANGHAI

[woman] Why are you looking
for the Gugukdan?

Don't move.

Or I'll sh**t.

The Koreans at the sugarcane farm
in my hometown, Hawaii,

collected 926 dollars
for the independence of our country.

[gentle music playing]

I'm here to deliver this money.

[g*n clicks]

[knock on door]

Yes?

[Philip] "Heewon."

"Hee" means joy, and "won" is garden.
So it's "Garden of Joy."

The former owner, a British reporter,
left this foundation stone in place

when he tore down the hanok
and built this house.

HEEWON

Garden of Joy.

When I saw the name,

[moody music playing]

I wished I could spend…

Many years happily…

Here with you.

[Philip swallows]

You will succeed today.

I have a favor to ask.

Please make a hanbok for me.

Lay me to rest in it when I'm gone.

I lost the clothes I'd brought for that.

I can't stop thinking about it.

So please do it for me.

[tense, dramatic music playing]

- [in Japanese] What are you doing?
- [So-ran exclaims]

Please show some basic respect.

Everybody out.

Continue outside.

Yes, sir.

[breath trembling]

Welcome, Inspector General.

Mr. Suzuki.

- Good to see you.
- Good evening.

Hello.

My son came with me.

I hope you don't mind.

Not at all.
He's more than welcome. [Chuckles]

[Philip] Let me pour you a drink.

[Shinichi] Thanks.

You too, Mr. Suzuki.

Ah. Thank you.

You too, Mr. Sato.

- You don't have to stand...
- No, sir.

And please, call me Hideo.

[chuckles] Would that be all right?

[Hideo] Yes.

Ah.

I know it's rude to bring a g*n here.
I hope you'll kindly forgive me.

Force of habit. I keep it on me
to protect my father.

I don't mind at all.

[chuckling] A son like him
must make you proud.

I hope our baby grows up
to be like you, Hideo.

[laughter]

I certainly hope so.

Well, then.

Cheers.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

[Shinichi and Philip sigh]

I hope you'll enjoy the food.

It looks absolutely sumptuous.

Thank you for preparing
such a nice meal tonight.

My wife doesn't speak Japanese well.

[in Korean]
Mr. Inspector General said...

[Shinichi in Japanese] Ah. That's right.

I completely forgot.

[in Korean] Let's speak Korean, then.

Everything looks absolutely incredible.

[laughter]

Thank you.

[laughs] Ah,
let me serve you some soup.

I should have skipped lunch today.

I skipped it.

[laughs] You did? Good.

Uh… How many dishes did you make today?

Um…

Uh…

Six.

Six dishes.

[chuckles softly] I made six dishes.

[laughs]

She even baked a cake for dessert.

Even a cake? [Laughs]

Your wife somehow seems Korean.

[tense music playing]

Seeing how she counted with her fingers,
she really is Chinese.

That's right. I learned how to count
with my fingers the Chinese way

- while I was in Shanghai.
- Mmm.

Six.

This is how the Chinese do it.

Joseon does it this way.

And Japan does it this way.

[Philip] That's right.

Did you know the difference?

Yes, I learned it at the Army Academy.

Hmm.

[doorbell buzzes]

Ah. I ordered a cake
from Itsukoshi Department Store.

I didn't know your wife had baked a cake,

so I made a mistake.

[Philip] Not at all.
It's thoughtful of you.

- [in Japanese] Thank you.
- [laughs]

[in Korean] I'll…

I'll get the door.
Please continue, gentlemen.

Would you?

- [in Japanese] All right.
- Yes.

Mmm.

[in Korean] Where's the cake…?

[in Japanese]
She says she's a live-in maid here.

Is that true?

[in Korean] He doesn't know Korean.

I'll give the b*ll*ts back.
Just give me 60 won.

So it's you. The pickpocket.

If you stall now, he'll catch on.

You'll pay me, right?

[laughter, indistinct chatter in distance]

[policeman in Japanese] Ma'am?

Is she your live-in maid?

[in Korean] Come in.

[in Japanese] I'm going in, then.

[in Korean] Mmm.

The taxi driver at Gyeongseong Station
remembered you right away.

He said a lady who looked great in a qipao
got off at a very nice house.

Oh, this house is so amazing.

- Whatever you're up to...
- If you lock me up or threaten me,

I'll scream and make a scene.

Then they'll all hear it.

Right?

The Government-General's
"number two" is here.

Give me 60 won,

and I'll leave quietly.

[sighs]

Sixty won, not six won.

That's all I have now.

Wait here quietly,
and I'll get the rest later.

All right.

I'll bring the b*ll*ts tomorrow.

I didn't bring them
since there'd be police everywhere.

Stay here until I get back.

Don't try anything stupid.

Stupid?

[chuckles] Don't worry.

I couldn't care less
what you'll do with those b*ll*ts.

It's not like
anyone's going to pay me to tell

the Government-General's "number two"

that you smuggled b*ll*ts in.

I'll be waiting.

[Philip] You have quite an eye.

[continued chatter, laughter]

[in Korean] You took so long,
I was about to send him after you.

Is there a problem with the cake?

No, it wasn't the cake.
It was our live-in maid.

[Shinichi] Ah. [Chuckles]

I sent her on an errand earlier.

I scolded her for staying out late
playing around.

- Again? [Tsks]
- Mmm.

The food is delicious.

Thank you.

[laughter]

[coins clink]

[sighs] I said 60 so I could come down
to 50, but she didn't even haggle.

[sighs] I should've started at 100.

[groans]

[sighs]

An American passport?

[gasps]

[exclaiming]

It's real.

[quietly exclaiming]

[closes drawer]

[clears throat]

[Philip] By the way, sir.

I always think about
how I can be of service

to the Government-General.

So I wanted to discuss...

- What is it?
- Yes.

Mmm… I suppose
this is a rather sensitive issue.

[sucks teeth] So I was wondering

if the others could give us
a moment alone.

Is it something these two shouldn't hear?

If you don't mind.

Very well.

Give us the room. You too.

Sure.

Can you step out for a moment?

All right. Then…

I'll go get the cake.

[tense, dramatic music playing]

Um, excuse me, where's the bathroom?

Right this way.

Uh, I'll go check on the kitchen.

[Hideo] All right.

Keep Hideo distracted in the living room.

- [Hideo grunts]
- [Ga-kyung] Ah!

I'm sorry.

[amusing music playing]

[creaking]

[frustrated sigh]

[chuckles softly]

[in Japanese] Hello.

[in Korean]
I didn't expect to see you here.

[floor creaks]

Gyeongseong really is a small place.

Excuse me?

I was impressed
by your pickpocketing skills.

Uh… [chuckles]
I'm not sure what you mean.

Ah…

It's a compliment.
I was genuinely impressed.

I was quite hopeless myself.

Would you mind telling me your secret?

It might come in handy someday.

[chuckles] I'm afraid I don't understand.

I work here as a live-in maid.

I see.

Come to think of it,
she said she was from mainland Japan.

I must have mistaken you for someone else.

All right, then.

What did you steal upstairs just now?

Why do you keep accusing me of…

Stealing?

If you keep suspecting me,

I'll take off my clothes
and prove my innocence.

Oh, no need.

I apologize.

[exhales sharply, clears throat]

That reminds me.

Did you see the princess's photo?

My wallet.

I'd like it back.

[serious music playing]

I don't know what you're talking...

Enough with the act.

Just return my wallet
and we can end this quietly.

Making a scene won't do
either of us any good.

[sighs heavily]

- [door opens]
- [Suzuki] Who is it?

And you are…?

Are you the live-in maid?

Yes, I'm the maid.

I was on my way out on an errand.

[in Japanese] You startled me.

Uh.

How can I help you?

Are you expecting a cake
from Itsukoshi Department Store?

[tense music playing]

[in Korean] So, what exactly
is this sensitive issue?

Ah, right.

Ah…

Yesterday, President Hoover...

One moment.

Let me use the bathroom first.

I've had too much to drink.

[Hideo in Japanese] That's right.

The inspector general ordered it.

Yes, sir.

[in Korean]
Aren't you going to get the cake?

Sure.

[in Japanese] Give it to me.

[Shinichi] Ah! The cake is here.

- Hmm.
- [tense music playing]

[music intensifies]

[clicks softly]

[door opens]

[in Korean] The cake is…

[music peaks, drops]

- [in Japanese] Where's the bathroom?
- Ah, it's that way.

- Hideo.
- [Hideo] Yes.

[door opens]

It's the second door down the hall.

Bring the cake when I call for you.

I wonder if Yoo Philip has a cigarette.

[door opens]

- [door closes]
- [sighs]

Come in.

[in Korean] She's the pickpocket
who stole the b*ll*ts?

Yes, but once I k*ll Sato,

it won't matter what she says.

I'll sh**t Sato when he walks in.

Yoo Philip will be my hostage.

[in Japanese] Excuse me,
I need to head out soon.

- You can put the cake over there…
- [g*n clicks]

[in Korean] Take me to the bathroom.

Make a sound, and you'll die first.

- [g*n clicks]
- [gasps]

I'll leave the rest to you.

Thank you for everything.

[gasps]

[breath trembling]

[water running in distance]

[breath trembling]

Wait. We're not done talking.

[whispers in English] Help me.

[in Korean] What?

[clicks]

[in English] Assassination.

[g*nsh*t]

[theme music playing]

IN MEMORY OF STUNT PERFORMER, KIM HYEON-I
ALWAYS REMEMBERED, NEVER FORGOTTEN



[Hideo in Korean] Who are you really?

[Fukuda in Japanese]
Where did he run off to? Say it!

[So-ran in Korean] Think carefully.

Give me what's in my wallet,
and I'll let this all go.

I don't trust Josenjing.

If you get caught,
do you think I'll be safe?

[Philip] They're looking for her.

[So-ran] For 13 years,
I didn't know if he was alive.

Keum Seo-hee!

Could this be some kind of fate?

[Ga-kyung] There's no way
we'll see each other again.

[So-ran] Do you want to get rid of her?