100 Days of Deception (2026) s01e07 Episode Script
Episode 7
[theme music playing]
100 DAYS OF DECEPTION
[creaking]
- [somber music playing]
- [rain pattering]
[exhales sharply]
It's me.
What's going on this late?
[sniffles, sobs]
So he's dead.
All right.
I see.
Wait a moment.
[sighs]
You got soaked in the rain.
All right, then.
Go get some sleep.
[Ga-kyung] A castella cake.
[music fades]
He told me to buy you that.
What?
Seo-hee's father…
Told me…
To get you a castella cake.
Did I hear that right?
On your way home,
buy a castella cake.
- [police in Japanese] Shut up!
- [groans]
[somber music playing]
[in Korean] That was
the last thing he ever said.
I didn't know what a castella was.
On the day
of the March First Movement in Kyeam-ri,
Seo-hee had a cold
and was unusually fussy that morning.
So I asked him
if he could stay home that day.
Around then,
he'd been coming home late every night.
But he said
he had something important to do
and had to go out.
Just as he was leaving,
he said to me…
When spring comes,
let's take Seo-hee to Gyeongseong
and have some castella.
Castella?
It's a sweet, soft bread.
I'm sure you'll both like it.
Sure.
Thank you for passing that along.
[sighs]
[exhales sharply]
I knew this would happen.
[breath trembling]
[stifled sob]
[sniffles]
[melancholy music playing]
[sobbing]
[stifled sob]
- [Seok-jung] Nieun.
- [Seo-hee] Nieun.
- [Seok-jung] A.
- [Seo-hee] A.
- [Seok-jung] Bieub.
- [Seo-hee] Bieub.
- [Seok-jung] I.
- [Seo-hee] I.
- Nabi.
- [Seo-hee] Nabi.
It means butterfly. [Chuckles softly]
Well done.
How about we draw one?
Yeah, give it a try.
[stifled sob continues]
[gasping]
HEEWON
EPISODE 7
Keep an eye on Keum Seo-hee.
We don't want any trouble.
He should have been given a proper trial.
Is he really…
With the Gugukdan?
You never used to ask questions like that.
Why?
Have you had a change of heart
since coming to Joseon?
I told you not to show it, didn't I?
Even with me,
do not let it show.
And yet look at you now.
You look like a pathetic little kid.
[tense music playing]
[sighs]
100 DAYS OF DECEPTION
[music continues]
[in Japanese] Thank you.
[employee] Good morning!
Inspector General!
[all] Good morning!
[employees] Hello!
[music intensifies]
[music fades]
[Hideo in Korean] The inspector general
usually takes the elevator.
So you won't run into him often.
My mother was a Joseon person.
Ah.
I mean my stepmother.
Or I suppose
I should call her my adoptive mother.
I don't remember my birth mother.
My father took me in as his son,
and then married her.
Apparently, even more so than today,
marriages between Japanese
and Joseon people
were encouraged back then.
Right.
I know that.
We only lived together for a short time.
But my mother taught me what love was.
[mysterious music playing]
[gasps softly]
She even taught me
how it would feel to be abandoned
by that love.
[groans softly]
[young Hideo] Mother.
[in Japanese] Your mother…
Is not coming back.
[Hideo in Korean] My mother
left us out of the blue one day.
[clears throat]
Uh…
Why are you telling me all this?
I wanted to apologize
for the things I said yesterday.
People like you make me sick.
People who throw words around…
With no intention of standing by them.
[moody piano music playing]
I'm sorry
for what I said yesterday.
[sighs deeply]
My mother…
Abandoned me too.
She married a Japanese man.
And then,
she died.
But I'm not someone to pity.
I've felt that way a few times,
but really, I was just unlucky.
The only thing is…
If she was going to leave me anyway,
I only hope she was happy with him
until the very end.
Whatever you do, you should at least
make sure it was worth it.
Anyway, after that,
I did my best to get by on my own.
Well, I'd say
I'm doing pretty well, aren't I?
I was cast out onto the streets of Jongno
without so much as a worn-out spoon,
but I made it out alive.
Ms. Keum,
you're a good person.
That's why it's hard to understand.
He…
Is a married man.
You said enough about that yesterday.
Did it have to be him?
I don't need you to understand me.
I'll stop by the post office.
[gentle music playing]
I really hate pretending
to have an affair.
[sighs wearily]
I'm off.
I need to ask you a favor.
It's about Seo-hee.
Please find a way to get her to America.
- So-ran.
- I know.
The United States doesn't allow
Asian immigrants right now.
Some Joseon people manage to study there,
but she never even went to school.
And the Government-General
already knows about her,
so forging her paperwork
for studying abroad wouldn't be easy.
Yes, that's why we planned to pay her off
and settle things once this was over.
I feel bad
for lying about sending her to America,
but she does love money
Yes, that was the plan.
We also said that
if she turned against us,
her very existence could put us in danger.
Still, I want to keep her alive
and get her to America.
I want to keep my promise.
Do you mean that?
Yes.
I believe you'll find a way.
Please, I'm asking you.
SATO, DIVISION OF REGIONAL AFFAIRS
Uh…
[in Japanese] Excuse me.
This was put in our mailbox by mistake.
It's not for the Foreign Affairs Division.
Ah! Mr. Sato of Regional Affairs!
I saw "Sato" and put it in Foreign Affairs
by mistake.
Thank you very much.
Sato is a common surname, and there are
several of them at the Government-General.
INSPECTOR GENERAL
[intriguing music playing]
[Ga-kyung in Korean] Suwon Police Station?
PERSONAL, CONFIDENTIAL
FOR THE ADDRESSEE ONLY
TO SATO SHINICHI, THE INSPECTOR GENERAL
What could be personal and confidential
for the inspector general?
[in Japanese] His name is Keum Seok-jung.
He's from Kyeam-ri, Suwon.
[Ga-kyung in Korean] Could it be Kyeam-ri?
[employee] Kobayashi!
[in Japanese] Yes, sir!
[door closes]
[in Korean] Darn it.
[exhales sharply]
[panting]
[in Japanese] Put me through
to Police Inspector Matsui Kenji
at Suwon Police Station in Gyeonggi.
[Matsui] Yes, Matsui speaking.
[gasps softly]
I'm sorry to interrupt.
I'm Sato from Regional Affairs
at the Government-General.
Uh… The reason I'm calling
is that I received some mail you sent.
I checked the contents,
and I don't think it was meant for me.
Sorry?
I sent that
to the Inspector General's Office.
How did it end up there?
Wait.
Then, did you open the envelope?
Yes, it was addressed
to Mr. Sato at the Government-General.
The post office delivered it to me.
My goodness, what was I thinking?
I guess it wasn't marked as "personal" and
"confidential" for the inspector general.
No.
[gasps] I can't believe this.
[Ga-kyung] I'm sorry.
I ended up taking out what was inside.
If you give me
a list of the documents you sent,
I'll put everything in a new envelope and
send it to the Inspector General's Office.
I'd really appreciate that.
Uh…
The documents I sent were…
Uh…
The report file on the Kyeam-ri riot
in 1919,
the files on four of the main suspects
who were persons of interest,
their individual persons
of interest cards,
along with their court rulings,
prison record, uh,
and surveillance report.
Yes, it's all here.
I'll put everything back in place
and deliver it. Don't worry.
And I'll make sure to mark it
"personal" and "confidential" as well.
Thank you so much.
All right, then.
[Matsui] Oh, wait a moment.
There should be
a family photo in there too.
A family photo?
Yes.
There's a photo
of a man named Keum Seok-jung,
one of the main suspects,
with his wife and child.
[gasps softly]
Yes, I've got it right here.
Take care, then.
[Matsui] Thank you.
[knock on door]
[exclaims] Hello there!
Hello.
[chuckles awkwardly]
You must be Ms. Yamada,
the inspector general's secretary.
Yes.
[gasps] I'm sorry.
I must've surprised you,
acting like we knew each other.
Sorry?
[chuckles] I've heard so much about you
from Interpreter Sato.
I felt like I already knew you.
I'm sorry if I came on too strong.
He's been talking about me?
Yes.
You wouldn't believe
how often he talks about you.
Just the other day,
while eating the cookies you brought,
he said, "Ms. Yamada… Ms. Ya…"
Mada is…".
Ms. Yamada what?
Yama…
[groans]
I'm sorry.
It was on the tip of my tongue.
I've been so tired lately,
so I'm forgetful.
I should eat something sweet.
That'll help me remember…
By any chance,
do you like chocolate?
Yes.
Ms. Wada from our secretary's office
is out sick today,
so I've been swamped by myself.
I didn't even have time
to pick up the mail.
I just managed to come down
after serving tea to the guests.
[exhausted sigh]
That's quite a lot of mail.
Do you want me to help you?
No, I'm fine.
Oh, right. You're fine.
INSPECTOR GENERAL'S OFFICE
We have guests inside,
so keep your voice down.
[ominous music playing]
Come in.
Thanks.
The new-season catalog is here.
This one's for the inspector general…
Ah!
The chocolate is in the break room.
One moment.
Sure. Take your time.
Okay.
[intriguing music playing]
SUWON POLICE STATION
GINZA BOUTIQUE
[both chuckle]
Here you go.
Here's chocolate.
[Ga-kyung] Thank you.
What did Interpreter Sato say about me?
[gasps] Mmm.
Um…
He said…
Oh?
Ms. Yamada.
I see you have your clothes tailored
at Ginza Boutique on Bonjeong Avenue.
That's right.
This outfit is from there.
[gasps] Of course.
I was thinking how pretty it was.
Though, of course,
you look pretty in anything.
I get that a lot. [Giggles]
Ah. I'll have to go there myself
when they get new styles in.
This is their new-season catalog.
Really?
Great! Let's have a look together.
- Sounds good!
- Hmm…
Where's the letter opener?
What?
Uh…
I can't wait to see the new styles.
Found it.
When you go to Ginza Boutique,
ask for Mr. Hashimoto, not Mr. Kim.
Huh?
Mr. Kim can be awfully frustrating.
He never seems to understand.
Joseon people are a little slow, you know.
[gasps]
No offense.
No worries. None taken.
[music stops]
[gasps]
Oh no.
[Ga-kyung] What's wrong?
It's a confidential mail meant
for the inspector general to open,
but I opened it by mistake.
Huh?
What do I do?
I mixed up these two envelopes.
Oh no.
Oh no.
- [glass breaking]
- [woman exclaims]
[Myung-nam gasps]
- [in Korean] Myung-nam.
- I'm so sorry.
[exasperated sigh]
- [Seung-eok chuckles awkwardly]
- Thank you.
[Seung-eok] Oh dear.
It seems my daughter was a bit
taken aback by the talk of marriage.
[laughs] The truth is,
I lured her here by promising tonkatsu
on Bonjeong Avenue.
I called Hideo here without telling him
what this was about, either.
[Seung-eok] Oh dear.
[laughs loudly]
This feels like the first chapter
of a popular fiction.
Goodness.
Oh my.
Yamada!
[gasps]
[in Japanese] Did he just call me?
Yes.
What am I going to do?
I'll sort this out.
You'd better go on inside.
- So he won't get angrier later.
- Okay.
[shudders]
You got this.
[breath trembles] Thank you.
[Yamada exhales]
[door opens]
Did you call for me?
[door closes]
[intriguing music playing]
THE KYEAM-RI RIO
OFFICIAL CASUALTY LIS
[in Korean] Keum Seo-hee…
Keum Seo-hee…
Not here.
- Ms. Keum?
- [music stops]
Why are you here?
- Oh.
- [door closes]
Mr. Sato.
Were you in there?
Yes.
What are you doing here?
Ah…
I'm running a quick errand.
A quick errand?
Yes, but I'm done now.
Hold on.
Stay right there.
Your hand behind your back.
[suspenseful music playing]
What is that…
In your hand?
Can you
show me your hand?
[music swells]
[music fades]
Ah. [Chuckles nervously]
[in Japanese]
Well, I gave her that chocolate.
Please don't tell the inspector general.
I'm asking you, please.
[Seung-eok in Korean] I really
appreciate you taking the time today.
[chuckles]
- [Shinichi] Well then.
- Yes, I'll be in touch.
- [Shinichi] I'll see you again.
- Of course. [Laughs]
[clears throat, laughs]
Hideo.
Show Mr. Kim out.
Yes, sir.
All right, Myung-nam. Say goodbye.
Goodbye.
[Seung-eok] We'll be on our way, then.
Take care.
Let's go.
[Seung-eok laughs]
[door closes]
[in Japanese] Aren't you
going to clean the table?
[stammers] Right away, sir.
Is there any new mail?
Yes,
there is.
I'm sorry.
I thought it was addressed to me
and opened it by accident!
Please forgive me.
Did you take out what was inside?
[breath trembling]
I only opened it. I swear I never looked.
You opened the envelope,
but you didn't look inside?
I swear.
I never looked.
I'm terribly sorry.
NA BYEONG-SUN
KEUM SEOK-JUNG
[ominous music playing]
[sighs]
[in Korean] Sorry, madam.
It seemed like
you didn't have a photo of Seo-hee.
I never had a picture of my mom,
so I can barely remember her face.
- [sighs]
- [footsteps approaching]
[grunts softly]
When did I get this?
Thanks for walking us out. See you soon.
All right. [Laughs]
Go on. [Clears throat]
[chuckles]
[car door closes]
[in Japanese] Police Inspector Matsui.
This is Sato, the Inspector General.
I want the full list of the materials
you sent over.
A family photo?
[knock on door]
[Hideo] Inspector General.
It's Interpreter Sato.
I see. That'll be all.
[door closes]
[in Korean] Help yourself.
No, thank you.
That was out of nowhere.
A marriage?
The wedding will be held
once the League of Nations Commission
finishes their visit to Keijo this summer.
Mr. Kim plans to hand Joil Textile Factory
over to you within three years.
Once you're married,
move over to Joil Textile Factory.
What good is sitting around
as an interpreter?
You're only wasting your time.
Is this about what's best for me?
Isn't it for yourself?
Don't be so cynical.
A marriage like this is only natural
for someone in your position.
We each have something the other needs.
We exchange what's needed.
Surely your marriage wasn't based
on a bargain like that.
That's right.
And I paid a heavy price for that.
After that failure,
I chose my next marriage based on
what I needed and what I hoped to achieve.
That's how I came to where I am today.
I have no regrets.
I guess you regret
marrying Mother, then.
No.
It was a failure, but I don't regret it.
I've never regretted my choices.
Even if I could turn back time,
I'd make the same choice.
The same goes
for making you my son, Hideo.
You hurt your hand.
You should be more careful.
Just as I have no regrets,
I hope you won't either.
[indistinct chatter]
[Young-bok] Why were you
at the Government-General?
Father wants me to marry
the inspector general's son.
- [tires screech]
- [people gasp]
You startled me.
I'm sorry, there was a puppy on the road…
[sighs]
By the way, what did you just say?
You're getting married?
Yes, I am.
SUWON POLICE STATION
[in Japanese] Are these
from Suwon Police Station?
There's nothing out of the ordinary.
Keum Seok-jung is dead.
His daughter died back then.
Find out where his wife is.
If she's dead,
find out when and how she died.
Yes, sir.
So about Keum Seok-jung's interrogation…
Yes?
He asked specifically for Keum Seo-hee
to interpret.
Yes, he did.
[ominous music playing]
Look into Keum Seo-hee's record.
Her past, all of it. Leave nothing out.
Yes, sir!
RELIEF FOR KIDS' CONSTIPATION
[Geum-ok in Korean] Kkot-nim.
Why aren't you eating that?
Ga-kyung gave this to me.
I want to save it.
Don't be silly.
Medicine is meant to be taken.
Use it or lose it.
[Bak-chun] Geum-ok.
Hey, Mr. Lee!
Hello.
[Bak-chun] Kkot-nim is here too.
Perfect.
[grunts]
Have some potatoes.
Oh my.
Goodness, thank you.
[Kkot-nim] Wow, thank you.
[Geum-ok] Where'd you get the potatoes?
Did you go haul a load?
Yeah.
I had no work all week
and finally hauled one load today.
[sighs]
[groaning]
This damn leg.
[sighs heavily] I walked just a little,
and it's acting up again.
You earned that wound
fighting for our country. Look after it.
Kkot-nim, eat before it gets cold.
So hot!
Come on, you silly goose.
Blow on it first.
You should have some too.
[delighted hum] I haven't had potatoes
in a long time.
- Potatoes.
- Good grief!
When did you get here?
My baby is hungry.
Just give me one.
[Bak-chun] Hey. Here.
Have this.
[sad piano music playing]
It's hot, sweetie.
Mommy will blow on it for you.
[blows]
Nom, nom.
Bun-i!
If you eat it all up, what about me?
Mommy needs to eat to make milk.
Right. You need to eat too.
Did Mrs. Jo-i's baby really die?
Yes.
She was starving
and had no milk to feed her baby.
That baby wrap she was holding
looked brand-new, didn't it?
I'm sure Ga-kyung gave it to her.
Kkot-nim got constipation medicine,
No-ma got a bicycle,
I got these rubber shoes,
and you got some medicated plaster.
My goodness.
She left something for everyone,
before moving so far away.
What's the point?
She left without even saying goodbye.
She's gone so far away to America.
We may never get to see her again.
Ga-kyung
will be all right in America, won't she?
Of course.
She'd find her way out of a tiger's den.
I miss Ga-kyung.
[footsteps approaching]
[music fades]
You're here?
I'm sorry.
What?
I misunderstood earlier.
We were at the Inspector General's Office.
Ah. Is that what you mean?
Oh, don't worry about it.
I'm used to being the first suspect
whenever something goes missing.
[chuckles]
I'm sorry.
Ms. Keum.
I trust you.
I don't suspect you.
Uh…
Well…
Mmm.
Hmm.
Let's go.
Hmm?
[pleasant music playing]
Today, I'm having the number-one
most expensive meal in Gyeongseong.
I'm going to clean out your wallet.
Haven't you already cleaned out my wallet?
What? [Scoffs]
I have no idea what you're talking about.
[No-ma] Please, sir.
I can run faster than a bicycle.
Gosh, you idiot.
- [people gasp]
- [No-ma groans]
[boss] Hey, you punk. What kind of
delivery boy doesn't have a bicycle?
[boss sighs]
Uh… Stay here for a minute.
Oh!
Where are you going?
Uh, I know him.
Sorry?
Wait, how…
How do you know him?
He's the brother of a kid I'm tutoring.
Tutoring?
But what kind of tutoring?
Please, just…
[groans]
I think he's hurt. One moment.
Oh! [Stammers]
Don't go.
He'll be embarrassed
if you see him like that.
What?
[boss] Have you no shame?
Isn't this too much?
Whatever, I don't care.
Just get out of here.
- [No-ma] Sir.
- Go away.
[Ga-kyung clears throat]
Come on, let's go.
[No-ma groans]
Wait, this won't do.
Mr. Sato.
Listen.
Stay away from those kinds of people.
Don't take pity on them.
Excuse me?
You work for the Government-General,
yet you'd help a poor Joseon man?
Do you think your father would be happy
if he found out?
Ms. Keum.
He's way beneath you, you know.
So keep your distance. Stay away from him.
Don't get involved with him again, okay?
You sound more like
a Government-General official than I do.
What?
You weren't
any different from him
before you joined the Government-General.
Neither was I.
Have you already forgotten those days?
"He's beneath you…".
You've adapted perfectly
to the Government-General.
Well, that figures.
I suppose you're clever enough
to have caught…
Mr. Yoo Philip's eye.
[scoffs]
You don't know anything about me, do you?
And why am I the only one
getting the blame?
You came from the streets yourself,
but you've adapted perfectly
as a Japanese now.
You know what?
As an elite from Tokyo Imperial University
and the inspector general's son,
you're playing teacher
to some poor Joseon kid.
That's so obnoxious.
That's enough.
[moody music playing]
Ah. I'm sorry.
I just…
I just wanted you to be careful.
Forget it.
Thanks for the reality check.
Wait, that's not what I meant.
Let's have dinner
some other time.
I'll see you tomorrow.
No, wait.
Uh…
[sighs] Darn it, this is driving me crazy.
How do they know each other?
And how did he get his bicycle stolen?
It's bugging me.
[sighs]
And why does he look so sad,
trudging along like a drenched puppy?
He's making me feel awful.
[sighs]
[groans]
What?
You'll marry Sato Hideo?
Yes.
[Un-hak] Getting married?
To a guy like Sato of all people?
Do you realize how dangerous that is?
Absolutely not.
It's not as though I can just say no
to this marriage.
The wedding will take place once
the foreign commission leaves this summer.
I don't want to marry him,
but if I can't avoid it,
I'll try to see what I can do later.
Why are we fighting for independence?
Why have we all come together?
So that we can all live
with dignity on our own land.
But independence can't come
at the cost of destroying your life.
- But…
- [Un-hak] Myung-nam.
In the past, we've…
[moody music playing]
[sighs] Never mind.
In the past?
What happened in the past?
If Sato dies,
the marriage will be called off.
It was arranged because
his father's the inspector general.
You mean…
Okay.
I'll use my position
as Sato Hideo's fiancée,
and see what I can do for now.
Okay.
By the way,
what happened in the past?
Last time, you were telling us something,
but you never finished.
Years ago, we…
I put someone's life in danger.
And I put the person she loved
through hell.
What's that?
Ah.
Sato Hideo brought it.
Sato Hideo?
[nurse] Yes.
He comes by every so often.
He asks me to take good care of Mr. Suzuki
since he has no family to visit him.
I guess he worries about him
since they worked together
even if only briefly.
[sighs] It's time for rounds. Let's go.
All right.
[patient, weakly] Suzuki?
- Suzuki, can you hear me?
- Mr. Suzuki.
[inhales deeply]
Is my name still…
Suzuki?
Come on.
I've been to the other side and back,
and we still haven't won our independence?
Huh?
[both sigh in relief]
[sighs weakly]
[panting]
[Ga-kyung] Mr. Sato!
[panting]
[stammers]
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have said that.
I'm sorry.
[tram bell rings]
I missed
the streetcar.
I…
I wanted to apologize.
Will you accept
my apology?
I'll buy you a drink.
Come with me.
Let's go.
No.
It's my treat.
I promised.
Except…
You didn't say "please."
I'm sorry?
Ah.
[in English] Please.
[lively jazz music playing]
[in Japanese] Thank you.
[gasps]
[Ga-kyung in Korean] Oh my.
Beer really is golden, just like I heard.
[chuckles]
I was just going to buy him
a glass of rice wine.
Doesn't he ever take you out
to places like this?
Sorry?
Ah. [Chuckles]
Of course not. He wouldn't bring me
somewhere like this.
You know, it'd look bad if people saw us.
You know how it is.
Ah.
Thanks, I'll enjoy it.
[music continues]
Ah!
Can I have one more glass?
[soothing jazz music playing]
[satisfied sigh]
By the way,
what's your Joseon name?
I was just wondering.
You must have had one before.
Then let me ask something else.
Why did you become an interpreter?
Was it money, like it was for me?
[laughs] You can be honest with me.
It's nothing to hide.
I don't belong anywhere anyway.
Even with a gun in my hands,
I wouldn't know which way to point it.
[Hideo clears throat]
Why?
Are you disappointed
that I'm not in it for the money
like you are?
Yes.
I thought you and I
had something in common.
I guess I was wrong.
Someone born with a silver spoon like you
and a starving nobody like me
are never going to be equals.
And what's so terrible about money?
At least money doesn't lie.
Whether it's Japanese, Joseon,
or American money,
once it's in your pocket,
it buys you food just the same.
Hmm.
There was a time
when I had no idea
where I belonged either.
Whenever I felt that way…
[young Ga-kyung] Mom.
-I was playing with the other kids today,
-[moody music playing]
and some man called us Joseon pigs.
[Ga-kyung's mom] He did?
[young Ga-kyung] Yes.
I try not to think about it,
but I can't stop thinking about it.
[Ga-kyung's mom chuckles]
When that happens, just keep walking.
[young Ga-kyung] Keep walking?
Because where your feet stand is more real
than what's in your mind.
The ground beneath your feet
is yours,
and that's your path.
- [grunts]
- [exclaims]
You don't know who your father is, do you?
I bet you've got Jap blood in you too.
[hawks, spits]
[Ga-kyung] Whenever that happened,
I just kept walking.
Because where my feet stand
is more real than what's in my mind.
[music swells]
So I kept walking and walking.
But there was no path
and nothing in sight.
Then…
[Ga-kyung panting]
[distant train horn honking]
[train horn honks loudly]
Just when I really felt like giving up…
[train horn honks loudly]
[breath trembling]
[gasps softly]
I finally saw the path.
What was it?
Going to America.
There is the tallest building
in the world.
They said I could climb
all the way to the top.
So I made up my mind to go there.
I'm going to make it to America.
I'll save enough money to go to America
and climb all the way
to the top of the building.
And then what?
What?
Once you get up there,
what will you do next?
Well…
[chuckles]
I don't know.
I guess I'll find out when I get there.
You won't know where a path leads
until you take it.
[chuckles]
So,
you should
take one step forward.
Who knows?
You might discover what you really want.
Never mind.
Oh, come on.
Ah.
Now, just do as I say.
First, close your eyes and count to three.
Then open them,
and whatever you see first,
make that your goal.
You should try it sometime.
You have to pay for everything
except breathing in this world.
This is one thing you can do for free.
You just need to blink.
[exhales]
[jazz music continues playing]
[chuckles softly]
[jazz music fades out]
Uh…
I'm not making it up. It's true.
[jazz music fades in]
Yes.
I suppose you're right.
[jazz music increases in volume]
What?
I can't hear you with all this noise.
[jazz music ends]
[customer in English] Bravo!
[applauding and cheering]
[in Korean] It's Kim Tae-ung.
My Joseon name.
[soft music playing]
100 DAYS OF DECEPTION
[Philip] She might've told Sato Hideo
things she shouldn't have while drunk.
[Hideo] I don't understand…
[both grunting]
[Ga-kyung] Mr. Sato!
I think Sato Hideo has feelings
for Seo-hee.
[Ga-kyung] There'll be
several senior officials
from the Government-General that day.
[So-ran] We can't afford
to miss this opportunity.
[Ga-kyung] You'll set off a bomb
at the banquet?
- No. You'll never get a bomb inside.
- [both exclaim]
- [dog barking]
- [Myung-nam screaming]
[Shinichi] So in the end,
you chose to do something stupid.
Subtitle translation by: Youji Kim
100 DAYS OF DECEPTION
[creaking]
- [somber music playing]
- [rain pattering]
[exhales sharply]
It's me.
What's going on this late?
[sniffles, sobs]
So he's dead.
All right.
I see.
Wait a moment.
[sighs]
You got soaked in the rain.
All right, then.
Go get some sleep.
[Ga-kyung] A castella cake.
[music fades]
He told me to buy you that.
What?
Seo-hee's father…
Told me…
To get you a castella cake.
Did I hear that right?
On your way home,
buy a castella cake.
- [police in Japanese] Shut up!
- [groans]
[somber music playing]
[in Korean] That was
the last thing he ever said.
I didn't know what a castella was.
On the day
of the March First Movement in Kyeam-ri,
Seo-hee had a cold
and was unusually fussy that morning.
So I asked him
if he could stay home that day.
Around then,
he'd been coming home late every night.
But he said
he had something important to do
and had to go out.
Just as he was leaving,
he said to me…
When spring comes,
let's take Seo-hee to Gyeongseong
and have some castella.
Castella?
It's a sweet, soft bread.
I'm sure you'll both like it.
Sure.
Thank you for passing that along.
[sighs]
[exhales sharply]
I knew this would happen.
[breath trembling]
[stifled sob]
[sniffles]
[melancholy music playing]
[sobbing]
[stifled sob]
- [Seok-jung] Nieun.
- [Seo-hee] Nieun.
- [Seok-jung] A.
- [Seo-hee] A.
- [Seok-jung] Bieub.
- [Seo-hee] Bieub.
- [Seok-jung] I.
- [Seo-hee] I.
- Nabi.
- [Seo-hee] Nabi.
It means butterfly. [Chuckles softly]
Well done.
How about we draw one?
Yeah, give it a try.
[stifled sob continues]
[gasping]
HEEWON
EPISODE 7
Keep an eye on Keum Seo-hee.
We don't want any trouble.
He should have been given a proper trial.
Is he really…
With the Gugukdan?
You never used to ask questions like that.
Why?
Have you had a change of heart
since coming to Joseon?
I told you not to show it, didn't I?
Even with me,
do not let it show.
And yet look at you now.
You look like a pathetic little kid.
[tense music playing]
[sighs]
100 DAYS OF DECEPTION
[music continues]
[in Japanese] Thank you.
[employee] Good morning!
Inspector General!
[all] Good morning!
[employees] Hello!
[music intensifies]
[music fades]
[Hideo in Korean] The inspector general
usually takes the elevator.
So you won't run into him often.
My mother was a Joseon person.
Ah.
I mean my stepmother.
Or I suppose
I should call her my adoptive mother.
I don't remember my birth mother.
My father took me in as his son,
and then married her.
Apparently, even more so than today,
marriages between Japanese
and Joseon people
were encouraged back then.
Right.
I know that.
We only lived together for a short time.
But my mother taught me what love was.
[mysterious music playing]
[gasps softly]
She even taught me
how it would feel to be abandoned
by that love.
[groans softly]
[young Hideo] Mother.
[in Japanese] Your mother…
Is not coming back.
[Hideo in Korean] My mother
left us out of the blue one day.
[clears throat]
Uh…
Why are you telling me all this?
I wanted to apologize
for the things I said yesterday.
People like you make me sick.
People who throw words around…
With no intention of standing by them.
[moody piano music playing]
I'm sorry
for what I said yesterday.
[sighs deeply]
My mother…
Abandoned me too.
She married a Japanese man.
And then,
she died.
But I'm not someone to pity.
I've felt that way a few times,
but really, I was just unlucky.
The only thing is…
If she was going to leave me anyway,
I only hope she was happy with him
until the very end.
Whatever you do, you should at least
make sure it was worth it.
Anyway, after that,
I did my best to get by on my own.
Well, I'd say
I'm doing pretty well, aren't I?
I was cast out onto the streets of Jongno
without so much as a worn-out spoon,
but I made it out alive.
Ms. Keum,
you're a good person.
That's why it's hard to understand.
He…
Is a married man.
You said enough about that yesterday.
Did it have to be him?
I don't need you to understand me.
I'll stop by the post office.
[gentle music playing]
I really hate pretending
to have an affair.
[sighs wearily]
I'm off.
I need to ask you a favor.
It's about Seo-hee.
Please find a way to get her to America.
- So-ran.
- I know.
The United States doesn't allow
Asian immigrants right now.
Some Joseon people manage to study there,
but she never even went to school.
And the Government-General
already knows about her,
so forging her paperwork
for studying abroad wouldn't be easy.
Yes, that's why we planned to pay her off
and settle things once this was over.
I feel bad
for lying about sending her to America,
but she does love money
Yes, that was the plan.
We also said that
if she turned against us,
her very existence could put us in danger.
Still, I want to keep her alive
and get her to America.
I want to keep my promise.
Do you mean that?
Yes.
I believe you'll find a way.
Please, I'm asking you.
SATO, DIVISION OF REGIONAL AFFAIRS
Uh…
[in Japanese] Excuse me.
This was put in our mailbox by mistake.
It's not for the Foreign Affairs Division.
Ah! Mr. Sato of Regional Affairs!
I saw "Sato" and put it in Foreign Affairs
by mistake.
Thank you very much.
Sato is a common surname, and there are
several of them at the Government-General.
INSPECTOR GENERAL
[intriguing music playing]
[Ga-kyung in Korean] Suwon Police Station?
PERSONAL, CONFIDENTIAL
FOR THE ADDRESSEE ONLY
TO SATO SHINICHI, THE INSPECTOR GENERAL
What could be personal and confidential
for the inspector general?
[in Japanese] His name is Keum Seok-jung.
He's from Kyeam-ri, Suwon.
[Ga-kyung in Korean] Could it be Kyeam-ri?
[employee] Kobayashi!
[in Japanese] Yes, sir!
[door closes]
[in Korean] Darn it.
[exhales sharply]
[panting]
[in Japanese] Put me through
to Police Inspector Matsui Kenji
at Suwon Police Station in Gyeonggi.
[Matsui] Yes, Matsui speaking.
[gasps softly]
I'm sorry to interrupt.
I'm Sato from Regional Affairs
at the Government-General.
Uh… The reason I'm calling
is that I received some mail you sent.
I checked the contents,
and I don't think it was meant for me.
Sorry?
I sent that
to the Inspector General's Office.
How did it end up there?
Wait.
Then, did you open the envelope?
Yes, it was addressed
to Mr. Sato at the Government-General.
The post office delivered it to me.
My goodness, what was I thinking?
I guess it wasn't marked as "personal" and
"confidential" for the inspector general.
No.
[gasps] I can't believe this.
[Ga-kyung] I'm sorry.
I ended up taking out what was inside.
If you give me
a list of the documents you sent,
I'll put everything in a new envelope and
send it to the Inspector General's Office.
I'd really appreciate that.
Uh…
The documents I sent were…
Uh…
The report file on the Kyeam-ri riot
in 1919,
the files on four of the main suspects
who were persons of interest,
their individual persons
of interest cards,
along with their court rulings,
prison record, uh,
and surveillance report.
Yes, it's all here.
I'll put everything back in place
and deliver it. Don't worry.
And I'll make sure to mark it
"personal" and "confidential" as well.
Thank you so much.
All right, then.
[Matsui] Oh, wait a moment.
There should be
a family photo in there too.
A family photo?
Yes.
There's a photo
of a man named Keum Seok-jung,
one of the main suspects,
with his wife and child.
[gasps softly]
Yes, I've got it right here.
Take care, then.
[Matsui] Thank you.
[knock on door]
[exclaims] Hello there!
Hello.
[chuckles awkwardly]
You must be Ms. Yamada,
the inspector general's secretary.
Yes.
[gasps] I'm sorry.
I must've surprised you,
acting like we knew each other.
Sorry?
[chuckles] I've heard so much about you
from Interpreter Sato.
I felt like I already knew you.
I'm sorry if I came on too strong.
He's been talking about me?
Yes.
You wouldn't believe
how often he talks about you.
Just the other day,
while eating the cookies you brought,
he said, "Ms. Yamada… Ms. Ya…"
Mada is…".
Ms. Yamada what?
Yama…
[groans]
I'm sorry.
It was on the tip of my tongue.
I've been so tired lately,
so I'm forgetful.
I should eat something sweet.
That'll help me remember…
By any chance,
do you like chocolate?
Yes.
Ms. Wada from our secretary's office
is out sick today,
so I've been swamped by myself.
I didn't even have time
to pick up the mail.
I just managed to come down
after serving tea to the guests.
[exhausted sigh]
That's quite a lot of mail.
Do you want me to help you?
No, I'm fine.
Oh, right. You're fine.
INSPECTOR GENERAL'S OFFICE
We have guests inside,
so keep your voice down.
[ominous music playing]
Come in.
Thanks.
The new-season catalog is here.
This one's for the inspector general…
Ah!
The chocolate is in the break room.
One moment.
Sure. Take your time.
Okay.
[intriguing music playing]
SUWON POLICE STATION
GINZA BOUTIQUE
[both chuckle]
Here you go.
Here's chocolate.
[Ga-kyung] Thank you.
What did Interpreter Sato say about me?
[gasps] Mmm.
Um…
He said…
Oh?
Ms. Yamada.
I see you have your clothes tailored
at Ginza Boutique on Bonjeong Avenue.
That's right.
This outfit is from there.
[gasps] Of course.
I was thinking how pretty it was.
Though, of course,
you look pretty in anything.
I get that a lot. [Giggles]
Ah. I'll have to go there myself
when they get new styles in.
This is their new-season catalog.
Really?
Great! Let's have a look together.
- Sounds good!
- Hmm…
Where's the letter opener?
What?
Uh…
I can't wait to see the new styles.
Found it.
When you go to Ginza Boutique,
ask for Mr. Hashimoto, not Mr. Kim.
Huh?
Mr. Kim can be awfully frustrating.
He never seems to understand.
Joseon people are a little slow, you know.
[gasps]
No offense.
No worries. None taken.
[music stops]
[gasps]
Oh no.
[Ga-kyung] What's wrong?
It's a confidential mail meant
for the inspector general to open,
but I opened it by mistake.
Huh?
What do I do?
I mixed up these two envelopes.
Oh no.
Oh no.
- [glass breaking]
- [woman exclaims]
[Myung-nam gasps]
- [in Korean] Myung-nam.
- I'm so sorry.
[exasperated sigh]
- [Seung-eok chuckles awkwardly]
- Thank you.
[Seung-eok] Oh dear.
It seems my daughter was a bit
taken aback by the talk of marriage.
[laughs] The truth is,
I lured her here by promising tonkatsu
on Bonjeong Avenue.
I called Hideo here without telling him
what this was about, either.
[Seung-eok] Oh dear.
[laughs loudly]
This feels like the first chapter
of a popular fiction.
Goodness.
Oh my.
Yamada!
[gasps]
[in Japanese] Did he just call me?
Yes.
What am I going to do?
I'll sort this out.
You'd better go on inside.
- So he won't get angrier later.
- Okay.
[shudders]
You got this.
[breath trembles] Thank you.
[Yamada exhales]
[door opens]
Did you call for me?
[door closes]
[intriguing music playing]
THE KYEAM-RI RIO
OFFICIAL CASUALTY LIS
[in Korean] Keum Seo-hee…
Keum Seo-hee…
Not here.
- Ms. Keum?
- [music stops]
Why are you here?
- Oh.
- [door closes]
Mr. Sato.
Were you in there?
Yes.
What are you doing here?
Ah…
I'm running a quick errand.
A quick errand?
Yes, but I'm done now.
Hold on.
Stay right there.
Your hand behind your back.
[suspenseful music playing]
What is that…
In your hand?
Can you
show me your hand?
[music swells]
[music fades]
Ah. [Chuckles nervously]
[in Japanese]
Well, I gave her that chocolate.
Please don't tell the inspector general.
I'm asking you, please.
[Seung-eok in Korean] I really
appreciate you taking the time today.
[chuckles]
- [Shinichi] Well then.
- Yes, I'll be in touch.
- [Shinichi] I'll see you again.
- Of course. [Laughs]
[clears throat, laughs]
Hideo.
Show Mr. Kim out.
Yes, sir.
All right, Myung-nam. Say goodbye.
Goodbye.
[Seung-eok] We'll be on our way, then.
Take care.
Let's go.
[Seung-eok laughs]
[door closes]
[in Japanese] Aren't you
going to clean the table?
[stammers] Right away, sir.
Is there any new mail?
Yes,
there is.
I'm sorry.
I thought it was addressed to me
and opened it by accident!
Please forgive me.
Did you take out what was inside?
[breath trembling]
I only opened it. I swear I never looked.
You opened the envelope,
but you didn't look inside?
I swear.
I never looked.
I'm terribly sorry.
NA BYEONG-SUN
KEUM SEOK-JUNG
[ominous music playing]
[sighs]
[in Korean] Sorry, madam.
It seemed like
you didn't have a photo of Seo-hee.
I never had a picture of my mom,
so I can barely remember her face.
- [sighs]
- [footsteps approaching]
[grunts softly]
When did I get this?
Thanks for walking us out. See you soon.
All right. [Laughs]
Go on. [Clears throat]
[chuckles]
[car door closes]
[in Japanese] Police Inspector Matsui.
This is Sato, the Inspector General.
I want the full list of the materials
you sent over.
A family photo?
[knock on door]
[Hideo] Inspector General.
It's Interpreter Sato.
I see. That'll be all.
[door closes]
[in Korean] Help yourself.
No, thank you.
That was out of nowhere.
A marriage?
The wedding will be held
once the League of Nations Commission
finishes their visit to Keijo this summer.
Mr. Kim plans to hand Joil Textile Factory
over to you within three years.
Once you're married,
move over to Joil Textile Factory.
What good is sitting around
as an interpreter?
You're only wasting your time.
Is this about what's best for me?
Isn't it for yourself?
Don't be so cynical.
A marriage like this is only natural
for someone in your position.
We each have something the other needs.
We exchange what's needed.
Surely your marriage wasn't based
on a bargain like that.
That's right.
And I paid a heavy price for that.
After that failure,
I chose my next marriage based on
what I needed and what I hoped to achieve.
That's how I came to where I am today.
I have no regrets.
I guess you regret
marrying Mother, then.
No.
It was a failure, but I don't regret it.
I've never regretted my choices.
Even if I could turn back time,
I'd make the same choice.
The same goes
for making you my son, Hideo.
You hurt your hand.
You should be more careful.
Just as I have no regrets,
I hope you won't either.
[indistinct chatter]
[Young-bok] Why were you
at the Government-General?
Father wants me to marry
the inspector general's son.
- [tires screech]
- [people gasp]
You startled me.
I'm sorry, there was a puppy on the road…
[sighs]
By the way, what did you just say?
You're getting married?
Yes, I am.
SUWON POLICE STATION
[in Japanese] Are these
from Suwon Police Station?
There's nothing out of the ordinary.
Keum Seok-jung is dead.
His daughter died back then.
Find out where his wife is.
If she's dead,
find out when and how she died.
Yes, sir.
So about Keum Seok-jung's interrogation…
Yes?
He asked specifically for Keum Seo-hee
to interpret.
Yes, he did.
[ominous music playing]
Look into Keum Seo-hee's record.
Her past, all of it. Leave nothing out.
Yes, sir!
RELIEF FOR KIDS' CONSTIPATION
[Geum-ok in Korean] Kkot-nim.
Why aren't you eating that?
Ga-kyung gave this to me.
I want to save it.
Don't be silly.
Medicine is meant to be taken.
Use it or lose it.
[Bak-chun] Geum-ok.
Hey, Mr. Lee!
Hello.
[Bak-chun] Kkot-nim is here too.
Perfect.
[grunts]
Have some potatoes.
Oh my.
Goodness, thank you.
[Kkot-nim] Wow, thank you.
[Geum-ok] Where'd you get the potatoes?
Did you go haul a load?
Yeah.
I had no work all week
and finally hauled one load today.
[sighs]
[groaning]
This damn leg.
[sighs heavily] I walked just a little,
and it's acting up again.
You earned that wound
fighting for our country. Look after it.
Kkot-nim, eat before it gets cold.
So hot!
Come on, you silly goose.
Blow on it first.
You should have some too.
[delighted hum] I haven't had potatoes
in a long time.
- Potatoes.
- Good grief!
When did you get here?
My baby is hungry.
Just give me one.
[Bak-chun] Hey. Here.
Have this.
[sad piano music playing]
It's hot, sweetie.
Mommy will blow on it for you.
[blows]
Nom, nom.
Bun-i!
If you eat it all up, what about me?
Mommy needs to eat to make milk.
Right. You need to eat too.
Did Mrs. Jo-i's baby really die?
Yes.
She was starving
and had no milk to feed her baby.
That baby wrap she was holding
looked brand-new, didn't it?
I'm sure Ga-kyung gave it to her.
Kkot-nim got constipation medicine,
No-ma got a bicycle,
I got these rubber shoes,
and you got some medicated plaster.
My goodness.
She left something for everyone,
before moving so far away.
What's the point?
She left without even saying goodbye.
She's gone so far away to America.
We may never get to see her again.
Ga-kyung
will be all right in America, won't she?
Of course.
She'd find her way out of a tiger's den.
I miss Ga-kyung.
[footsteps approaching]
[music fades]
You're here?
I'm sorry.
What?
I misunderstood earlier.
We were at the Inspector General's Office.
Ah. Is that what you mean?
Oh, don't worry about it.
I'm used to being the first suspect
whenever something goes missing.
[chuckles]
I'm sorry.
Ms. Keum.
I trust you.
I don't suspect you.
Uh…
Well…
Mmm.
Hmm.
Let's go.
Hmm?
[pleasant music playing]
Today, I'm having the number-one
most expensive meal in Gyeongseong.
I'm going to clean out your wallet.
Haven't you already cleaned out my wallet?
What? [Scoffs]
I have no idea what you're talking about.
[No-ma] Please, sir.
I can run faster than a bicycle.
Gosh, you idiot.
- [people gasp]
- [No-ma groans]
[boss] Hey, you punk. What kind of
delivery boy doesn't have a bicycle?
[boss sighs]
Uh… Stay here for a minute.
Oh!
Where are you going?
Uh, I know him.
Sorry?
Wait, how…
How do you know him?
He's the brother of a kid I'm tutoring.
Tutoring?
But what kind of tutoring?
Please, just…
[groans]
I think he's hurt. One moment.
Oh! [Stammers]
Don't go.
He'll be embarrassed
if you see him like that.
What?
[boss] Have you no shame?
Isn't this too much?
Whatever, I don't care.
Just get out of here.
- [No-ma] Sir.
- Go away.
[Ga-kyung clears throat]
Come on, let's go.
[No-ma groans]
Wait, this won't do.
Mr. Sato.
Listen.
Stay away from those kinds of people.
Don't take pity on them.
Excuse me?
You work for the Government-General,
yet you'd help a poor Joseon man?
Do you think your father would be happy
if he found out?
Ms. Keum.
He's way beneath you, you know.
So keep your distance. Stay away from him.
Don't get involved with him again, okay?
You sound more like
a Government-General official than I do.
What?
You weren't
any different from him
before you joined the Government-General.
Neither was I.
Have you already forgotten those days?
"He's beneath you…".
You've adapted perfectly
to the Government-General.
Well, that figures.
I suppose you're clever enough
to have caught…
Mr. Yoo Philip's eye.
[scoffs]
You don't know anything about me, do you?
And why am I the only one
getting the blame?
You came from the streets yourself,
but you've adapted perfectly
as a Japanese now.
You know what?
As an elite from Tokyo Imperial University
and the inspector general's son,
you're playing teacher
to some poor Joseon kid.
That's so obnoxious.
That's enough.
[moody music playing]
Ah. I'm sorry.
I just…
I just wanted you to be careful.
Forget it.
Thanks for the reality check.
Wait, that's not what I meant.
Let's have dinner
some other time.
I'll see you tomorrow.
No, wait.
Uh…
[sighs] Darn it, this is driving me crazy.
How do they know each other?
And how did he get his bicycle stolen?
It's bugging me.
[sighs]
And why does he look so sad,
trudging along like a drenched puppy?
He's making me feel awful.
[sighs]
[groans]
What?
You'll marry Sato Hideo?
Yes.
[Un-hak] Getting married?
To a guy like Sato of all people?
Do you realize how dangerous that is?
Absolutely not.
It's not as though I can just say no
to this marriage.
The wedding will take place once
the foreign commission leaves this summer.
I don't want to marry him,
but if I can't avoid it,
I'll try to see what I can do later.
Why are we fighting for independence?
Why have we all come together?
So that we can all live
with dignity on our own land.
But independence can't come
at the cost of destroying your life.
- But…
- [Un-hak] Myung-nam.
In the past, we've…
[moody music playing]
[sighs] Never mind.
In the past?
What happened in the past?
If Sato dies,
the marriage will be called off.
It was arranged because
his father's the inspector general.
You mean…
Okay.
I'll use my position
as Sato Hideo's fiancée,
and see what I can do for now.
Okay.
By the way,
what happened in the past?
Last time, you were telling us something,
but you never finished.
Years ago, we…
I put someone's life in danger.
And I put the person she loved
through hell.
What's that?
Ah.
Sato Hideo brought it.
Sato Hideo?
[nurse] Yes.
He comes by every so often.
He asks me to take good care of Mr. Suzuki
since he has no family to visit him.
I guess he worries about him
since they worked together
even if only briefly.
[sighs] It's time for rounds. Let's go.
All right.
[patient, weakly] Suzuki?
- Suzuki, can you hear me?
- Mr. Suzuki.
[inhales deeply]
Is my name still…
Suzuki?
Come on.
I've been to the other side and back,
and we still haven't won our independence?
Huh?
[both sigh in relief]
[sighs weakly]
[panting]
[Ga-kyung] Mr. Sato!
[panting]
[stammers]
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have said that.
I'm sorry.
[tram bell rings]
I missed
the streetcar.
I…
I wanted to apologize.
Will you accept
my apology?
I'll buy you a drink.
Come with me.
Let's go.
No.
It's my treat.
I promised.
Except…
You didn't say "please."
I'm sorry?
Ah.
[in English] Please.
[lively jazz music playing]
[in Japanese] Thank you.
[gasps]
[Ga-kyung in Korean] Oh my.
Beer really is golden, just like I heard.
[chuckles]
I was just going to buy him
a glass of rice wine.
Doesn't he ever take you out
to places like this?
Sorry?
Ah. [Chuckles]
Of course not. He wouldn't bring me
somewhere like this.
You know, it'd look bad if people saw us.
You know how it is.
Ah.
Thanks, I'll enjoy it.
[music continues]
Ah!
Can I have one more glass?
[soothing jazz music playing]
[satisfied sigh]
By the way,
what's your Joseon name?
I was just wondering.
You must have had one before.
Then let me ask something else.
Why did you become an interpreter?
Was it money, like it was for me?
[laughs] You can be honest with me.
It's nothing to hide.
I don't belong anywhere anyway.
Even with a gun in my hands,
I wouldn't know which way to point it.
[Hideo clears throat]
Why?
Are you disappointed
that I'm not in it for the money
like you are?
Yes.
I thought you and I
had something in common.
I guess I was wrong.
Someone born with a silver spoon like you
and a starving nobody like me
are never going to be equals.
And what's so terrible about money?
At least money doesn't lie.
Whether it's Japanese, Joseon,
or American money,
once it's in your pocket,
it buys you food just the same.
Hmm.
There was a time
when I had no idea
where I belonged either.
Whenever I felt that way…
[young Ga-kyung] Mom.
-I was playing with the other kids today,
-[moody music playing]
and some man called us Joseon pigs.
[Ga-kyung's mom] He did?
[young Ga-kyung] Yes.
I try not to think about it,
but I can't stop thinking about it.
[Ga-kyung's mom chuckles]
When that happens, just keep walking.
[young Ga-kyung] Keep walking?
Because where your feet stand is more real
than what's in your mind.
The ground beneath your feet
is yours,
and that's your path.
- [grunts]
- [exclaims]
You don't know who your father is, do you?
I bet you've got Jap blood in you too.
[hawks, spits]
[Ga-kyung] Whenever that happened,
I just kept walking.
Because where my feet stand
is more real than what's in my mind.
[music swells]
So I kept walking and walking.
But there was no path
and nothing in sight.
Then…
[Ga-kyung panting]
[distant train horn honking]
[train horn honks loudly]
Just when I really felt like giving up…
[train horn honks loudly]
[breath trembling]
[gasps softly]
I finally saw the path.
What was it?
Going to America.
There is the tallest building
in the world.
They said I could climb
all the way to the top.
So I made up my mind to go there.
I'm going to make it to America.
I'll save enough money to go to America
and climb all the way
to the top of the building.
And then what?
What?
Once you get up there,
what will you do next?
Well…
[chuckles]
I don't know.
I guess I'll find out when I get there.
You won't know where a path leads
until you take it.
[chuckles]
So,
you should
take one step forward.
Who knows?
You might discover what you really want.
Never mind.
Oh, come on.
Ah.
Now, just do as I say.
First, close your eyes and count to three.
Then open them,
and whatever you see first,
make that your goal.
You should try it sometime.
You have to pay for everything
except breathing in this world.
This is one thing you can do for free.
You just need to blink.
[exhales]
[jazz music continues playing]
[chuckles softly]
[jazz music fades out]
Uh…
I'm not making it up. It's true.
[jazz music fades in]
Yes.
I suppose you're right.
[jazz music increases in volume]
What?
I can't hear you with all this noise.
[jazz music ends]
[customer in English] Bravo!
[applauding and cheering]
[in Korean] It's Kim Tae-ung.
My Joseon name.
[soft music playing]
100 DAYS OF DECEPTION
[Philip] She might've told Sato Hideo
things she shouldn't have while drunk.
[Hideo] I don't understand…
[both grunting]
[Ga-kyung] Mr. Sato!
I think Sato Hideo has feelings
for Seo-hee.
[Ga-kyung] There'll be
several senior officials
from the Government-General that day.
[So-ran] We can't afford
to miss this opportunity.
[Ga-kyung] You'll set off a bomb
at the banquet?
- No. You'll never get a bomb inside.
- [both exclaim]
- [dog barking]
- [Myung-nam screaming]
[Shinichi] So in the end,
you chose to do something stupid.
Subtitle translation by: Youji Kim