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[The President's Barber]

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My father is a barber.

His name is Sung Han Mo.

Naturally, his nickname was Tofu Han Mo.

My mother shaved the customers' beards.

It was the first skill she learned after coming to Seoul.

- Take care, sir. - Thanks.

Yong Sik, come back after your dinner.

Get food in you.

Yes, sir?

My father was an ordinary barber, but his work wasn't entirely mundane.

What is it?

Min Ja, there's something I want to tell you.

- Come over here. - There's no need to hold my hand.

After all... [Hyoja Barbershop, Owner: Sung Han Mo]

I'll teach you how to shave. [Hyoja Barbershop, Owner: Sung Han Mo]

he was a barber in the president's neighborhood.

We all live near the Presidential Office, right? [Eve of March 15th, 1960]

We need to do our part for the good of the nation.

That's right.

- Do you get my drift? - Of course we do.

Look closely.

We need Dr. Rhee Syng Man to beat the commies.

- Exactly. - He'll get re-elected for sure.

Mr. Choi always worried about our country.

He trusted the government without question.

The one I'm worried about is Mr. Lee Ki Poong.

We need to make him the Vice President.

Dr. Rhee needs someone on his side.

Exactly!

- Do you understand? - Sure.

That's why...

V for Victory. [Lee Ki Poong for Vice President]

This is the answer.

What took you so long?

Don't forget!

[No. 1: Lee Ki Poong, No. 2: Chang Myon, No. 3: Kim Jun Yeon]

My father didn't know what "V for Victory" meant.

But he trusted Mr. Choi.

No.1! No.1!

Look, V for Victory!

Go that way, sir.

I know, No. 2.

- Hold on. - V for Victory' is Candidate No. 1.

- You said No. 2... - Did you bring your stamp?

No. 1.

It's that way.

No. 2? No. 1?

[No. 1: Lee Ki Poong, No. 2: Chang Myon, No. 3: Kim Jun Yeon]

What's going on?

My father also trusted the government.

So, he followed Mr. Choi's instructions for the nation.

The coal briquette merchant knew my father did this.

Hey...

What are you doing here?

These are potatoes.

They're all rotten.

Potatoes, right?

That's quite a deep hole.

Sir...

We'll be fine.

Another thing my father cared about was my name.

It's upside-down.

What name are you recommending?

That says Gwang Ho.

This says Nak An.

Gwang Ho is a lucky name, but it doesn't guarantee a long life.

- He'll die early? - That's not what I said.

The name Nak An might not bring wealth, but he'll live without strife.

Nak An... He'll be carefree but poor?

That's not what I said.

They're both good names, so choose between them.

Are there any names that bring a long, carefree, and wealthy life?

No!

I'd choose Nak An. [Gwang Ho | Nak An]

Longevity is important. [Gwang Ho | Nak An]

What do you think?

A man's life should be prideful, no matter how short.

Have you been inside her stomach? What if they have a girl?

- Nak An? - Yes.

It rolls right off the tongue.

It sounds like Na Da!

What kind of name is that?

How many dumplings have you sold, Na Da?

He owns a barbershop. He needs a lot of customers!

It must be the President.

[Presidential Office]

The aged President was re-elected through the rigged election.

He changed the constitution by insisting on rounding up numbers.

This time, he rigged the election. He'll never let go of power.

People keep talking about rounding up.

What does that mean? Is it like rounding up cows?

Are you serious?

Nine, ten.

It takes ten months for a baby to be born, right?

Right.

Before that, does it count as a full person or half a person?

It's tricky, isn't it?

How about at nine months?

That's a person who has fully developed!

What about at eight months?

Still a person with flesh and blood.

At seven months?

Seven...

What about at six months?

When does it start counting as a child?

It's a tough one.

Don't be ridiculous. It becomes a child when it's born.

Unlike dumplings, babies don't arrive that fast.

So, you round up at five months.

Before five months, it's not a person.

I said no.

What do you mean? You won't marry me?

We need to have that baby.

That's up to me to decide.

No, it isn't. We need to round up.

What are you talking about?

You round up at five months.

Starting then, you must have the baby.

Why?

It's the law.

You round up when you change the constitution. Babies are no different.

My mother had a fiancé back in her hometown.

She was only planning to work here for several months.

- But my father ruined all of her plans. - Don't cry.

I even chose the baby's name.

What is it?

Nak An.

Nak An?

Sung Nak An?

Why would you choose such a dumb name?

That's how I became Rounded-up Nak An.

Get lost!

- The Liberal Party rigged the election! - Get lost!

Because the government rounded up and rigged the election,

protesters gathered near our house.

Rhee Syng Man is destroying democracy!

I was born on that very day.

My father liked boasting that my birthday is easy to remember.

The Liberal Party rigged the election!

- Get lost! - Let us through, please.

The Liberal Party rigged the election!

Rigged the election! Rigged the election!

Destroying democracy!

Fire!

Oh, no!

Get back here, or I'll kill you!

I have the worst husband ever!

I just...

My shoes keep slipping off.

- They're back. - Just go!

- Rhee Syng Man is destroying democracy! - Get lost!

Why aren't you moving? Have you lost your mind?

Hold the elections again!

Fire!

Doctor, wait!

Please help us, too!

- My friends are bleeding! - But I'm not a...

I may be wearing a white gown, but I'm not a doctor!

Don't say that!

I'm not a doctor, I tell you!

I'm still not a doctor!

My wife is about to give birth!

- It's coming! - The baby's coming?

My friends, the baby's coming!

Hooray!

I was born safe and sound on that day.

But many people were killed in front of the presidential office.

What a big smile!

Nak An...

Hello, sir.

You went through a lot.

What is it?

Wow!

Look at this!

My wife will bring you a present, too.

It's Mr. Wang's present!

He looks so happy!

What's that sound?

Isn't it the President's voice?

The aged President announced his retirement.

Mr. Choi was angry at the university students for causing this situation.

That's it. One, two. One, two.

You're so good at walking!

This way! Walk over here!

Over here! Come to Daddy!

Hey, you! Where's the Blue House?

It's that way.

Forward!

What a rude bastard.

The military took over the Blue House.

Mr. Choi thought it was a good thing.

[May 16, 1961]

Naturally, so did my father.

[A few years later]

That's just right.

Aren't you forgetting this is a barbershop?

Take a look.

This place finally looks like a barbershop in the presidential neighborhood.

You're never wrong.

Your customers will think that you're better than other barbers.

- Right, Nak An? - Huh?

You don't know anything, do you?

Why would you hit my kid?

♪ We're here for a flower ♪

♪ What flower do you want? ♪

♪ We want the rose ♪

♪ You want the rose ♪

Rock, paper, scissors!

Rock, paper, scissors!

Father...

I told you not to bother me when there are customers.

Your mother's at the market. Go inside and eat something.

Father...

Father.

What?

The other kids called you a barby.

Which brats were they?

That fatso?

Did you call me a barby?

No.

- Yes, you did! - I didn't!

You're even a liar?

No, I'm not!

You shouldn't yell at me!

I really didn't!

You're still lying!

I'll drag you to the police station!

The police will interrogate you!

Come with me!

- What's going on? - Dad...

Is this your son?

Explain what happened.

Don't mumble!

The other kids called him a barby.

It wasn't me, but he hit me!

Barby?

What should we call you, then? Mr. Barberman?

So...

Where does he want to take you?

To the police station.

To the police station?

He's just a kid!

Fine, let's go.

No, not the police station...

When did your son get so big?

You take after your father.

You look so big and strong.

Here, take this.

Buy yourself a snack.

- Should I do it? - No, I'm almost done.

Why would you buy so many coal briquettes in the summer?

I'll save them up for the winter.

Thanks.

Drop by sometime.

You're overdue for a haircut.

Yung Jong called you a barby. Why did you give him money?

I already told you.

I'm friends with his dad. That's why.

Nak An, come here.

Come on.

Nak An, barbers are...

Do you see that rotating pole?

Do you know what it means?

The red and blue colors symbolize people's blood.

And the white color symbolizes bandages.

Do you know the meaning behind that?

No.

Let me tell you.

In the past, barbershops used to be hospitals.

Doctors used to cut hair and perform surgery.

Just take a look at this gown.

It looks like a doctor's gown, right?

Don't I look like a doctor?

Right?

Nak An, if the other kids call me barby, just laugh at them silently.

They don't even know that barbers and doctors are like brothers.

Silently?

Yes, silently.

You should laugh silently at idiots.

They'll never understand, no matter how much you explain.

They won't get how barbers and doctors are like brothers.

It's like trying to teach cows how to read.

- How does the idiom go? - In one ear and out the other?

In one ear and out the other?

In one ear...

That can't be right.

Yong Baek!

You won paper toys from Nak An, right?

I want a match, too.

Don't run away!

That little brat...

What?

Here, sir.

How long have you owned this place?

About 12 or 13 years.

You must know a lot about this neighborhood.

Pardon?

Yes, I guess so.

Where do you think I'm from?

The Blue House?

Not exactly. I'm from the Central Intelligence Agency.

I see.

Have you seen anyone suspicious around here?

I'm not sure.

If you spot anyone strange, say so. I'm after someone.

I will, sir.

Especially...

Yes?

Tonight.

He might show himself.

Right around here.

Someone suspicious?

Yes.

If I see him, I'll let you know, sir.

Letting me know won't do any good.

Then...

Report him, got it?

Yes, sir.

He'll show up around midnight.

- Midnight... - Near this place.

Understood, sir.

Thank you, sir.

My mother told my father to avoid the man.

But Mr. Choi told him to get on the man's good side.

He said knowing someone in power is important.

I want to sleep in the middle.

You brat!

Your father is the oldest, so he should sleep in the middle.

Go back to sleep.

No, I want to sleep in the middle.

Stop whining and go to sleep.

I want to sleep in the middle!

I told you to sleep!

What a strange kid!

Father...

What you want?

There's a rat.

What?

What on earth!

Oh, come on!

There's a spy.

There's a spy! A spy!

Hurry!

There's a spy, I tell you!

Hey...

Stop!

Stop running!

Let me go!

Stay still!

Get him!

Grab him!

Who the hell are you?

You're a spy, right?

I'm here on a mission, you morons!

He says he's not a spy!

He is a spy! Spies never admit that they're spies!

- You're a spy! - Damn it!

You damn spy!

- Stop resisting! - Let me go!

- You'll regret this! - Stop struggling!

Rat! Just you wait!

Get off!

He's a spy, for sure!

He wasn't a spy, after all.

He worked for the Central Intelligence Agency.

A student with North Korean ties lived near us,

and that man was staking out our house.

That incident changed my father's life.

Are you the one that reported him?

Yes, I am.

Can't you tell between a spy and a government agent?

Have you even been in the military?

Are you Sung Han Mo?

I'm the Jongno Police Chief.

Thanks to you, I'm getting a citation.

It's great to meet you.

The President's here.

Mr. President...

If everyone were like you, no spy could ever come near this neighborhood.

What's your name?

It's Sung Han Mo, sir.

Sung An Mo?

It's Sung Han Mo, sir.

Oh, Sung An Mo.

It's Han Mo, like a piece of tofu.

Tofu Han Mo?

Later on, my father learned

the head of the Secret Service was behind the incident.

He wanted to get the intelligence director in trouble.

[Citation - Sung Han Mo]

I already cleaned this in the morning.

Clean it again. Think of it as an honor.

Don't you know how rare that thing is?

Why do you whine so much? Do want to get fired?

You should know your place.

Attention!

You have three minutes to pack your barber gear.

My barber gear?

Don't ask questions.

Yes, sir! I'll pack my gear!

My barber gear?

I'm ready, sir!

Here are the ground rules. Call him Mr. President.

Keep your head low, except when necessary.

Don't ask rude questions.

Always wear clean clothes.

And most importantly...

Only begin shaving after asking for permission.

Don't brandish a blade without any warning, got it?

Sign the form.

Finish the haircut in 15 minutes.

You know what happens if you scar his visage, right?

His visage?

I mean the President's face.

Oh...

- What kind of response is that? - What?

Do you understand?

I do.

That's an inadequate response. Get down on the floor.

- Excuse me? - On the floor!

One, "inadequate". Two, "response".

- One. - Inadequate.

- Two. - Response.

- One. - Inadequate...

One.

- Inadequate. - Two.

- Response. - One.

- Inadequate. - Two.

- Response. - The President!

- The President! - Is the nation!

Is the nation!

- The President! - The President!

- Is the nation! - Is the nation!

Get up.

Don't make any mistakes, got it?

Yes, sir!

- Are you sick? - Yes, sir?

No, sir.

Then, why are you standing like that?

Oh, excuse me.

Mr. President, I'll start shaving.

- Mr. President, I'll start... - Go ahead.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, no...

You look youthful, Mr. President.

- Do I? - Yes, sir.

Come back on Monday at seven o'clock.

Yes, sir.

And you must keep this job a secret.

Excuse me?

You shouldn't blab about what goes on in here.

I see.

The President.

The President? Oh, the President!

- Is the nation. - Is the nation!

Never forget that.

Never, sir.

See you next week.

Yes, sir...

When my father returned home, he had to lie down.

Get me a wet towel.

- Jin Gi. - Yes?

Close the barbershop for today.

Why?

Just do as I say.

Should I?

What did they want from you?

Nothing.

Get me a wet towel.

They summoned you there for no reason?

You weren't even paid?

You must've seen something in there!

He's made it big...

Tell me what you saw!

I didn't see anything!

Just get me a wet towel!

Back then, we thought my father was giving haircuts to government employees.

- Sung. - Yes, Mr. President?

Have you been to the new bridge built over the Han River?

Not yet, sir.

You should go sometime.

I will, Mr. President.

What are the people saying?

They say it's easier to get around now.

The three bridges symbolize your leadership skills, Mr. President.

Sung, how many children do you have?

I have one son, Mr. President. He's ten years old.

He must have been born during chaotic times.

Yes, Mr. President.

We rounded up.

Rounded up?

Yes, Mr. President.

My wife found out after five months, but she didn't want the baby.

I had heard about rounding up from five.

So, I insisted that she needed to have the baby.

After five months, the baby has to be born.

That's how my son was born.

My neighbors still call him Rounded-up Nak An.

That's the problem with well-educated folk.

Rounding up at five?

I went to a military academy in Japan.

That term originated from there.

You're right, Mr. President.

I wish I could get rid of those damn assemblymen.

Well-educated folk always ruin the nation.

Rounding up at five...

I shouldn't have said something like that.

Whenever my father entered the Blue House,

he worried about the sacks he had buried.

Here.

How do I look?

They look great on you, Mr. President.

Mr. President, you look like General MacArthur.

- MacArthur? - He's right, sir.

- Try them on. - Me, sir?

Sung, try them on.

- Sung... - Yes, sir?

What if I changed my hairstyle?

No, Mr. President. Your current hairstyle is perfect for you.

- Is that so? - Yes, Mr. President.

I'll take your word for it.

Your son is around the same age as mine, right?

Yes, Mr. President.

Let's have lunch out in the front yard this Sunday. Your family and mine.

Yes, Mr. President.

Bring your kids, too.

Yes, Mr. President. I'll make the arrangements.

I'm feeling great today.

You're not family, so you can't come.

- Just say that I'm your nephew! - What's up with your hair?

Stay at the barbershop.

- Hurry up. - I can't find my rubber shoes.

Why would you wear rubber shoes? Where are the sneakers I bought for you?

In the closet.

Why did you put them in there? Go get them!

Neither my child nor wife knows what to wear...

Ahjussi, just this once!

When else will I get to go to the Blue House?

I can't take you. He said family only.

We're basically family, aren't we?

Uncle!

How could I be your uncle?

Jin Gi!

Which one looks better?

This one?

This is my son, sir.

He wants to become head of the Secret Service.

- Hello, Sir! - Welcome!

I really need to use the bathroom.

- Be quiet. - Where is it?

This is my wife and my son, sir.

So, you must be Rounded-up Nak An.

How did you know?

Don't worry about your jobs and eat up.

Wow, that was close.

Your dad is Tofu Han Mo, right?

- What? - Tofu Han Mo.

No, he's not. His name is Sung Han Mo.

I heard about everything.

He's Tofu Han Mo. And his job is...

Snip, snip!

- Tofu Han Mo! - No, he's not!

Hey, guard!

Daddy!

What's wrong, sir?

Are you hurt, sir?

- Dad... - What's going on?

He pushed me.

He isn't hurt, sir.

Why is the Secret Service so bad at their jobs?

I'm terribly sorry, Mr. President.

He called you Tofu Han Mo...

Silence!

Did you really say that?

No!

He did.

Stop that! Stop!

I'm sorry, Mr. President. I'm terribly sorry.

I'm sorry, sir.

- I'm sorry, Mr. President. - I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry, Mr. President.

I'm sorry, Mr. President.

That's enough.

They were just being kids.

Don't you know where you are, you bastard?

The kids were just...

Is that how you raised that brat?

Do you want to get me fired, bastard?

Don't look.

You're at the Blue House.

I'm sorry, Father.

Your child is apologizing to you.

Father, please beat me.

You were beaten because of me.

It's okay.

Does it hurt a lot?

No, I'm fine.

Father, when I grow up, I'll become someone higher ranking than him.

I'll make him pay.

Nak An, good idea.

Don't let others beat you up, unlike your father.

Nak An, I'm fine.

And that man isn't a bad person.

There he goes again.

Just focus on studying.

Nak An, get on my back.

Is your leg okay?

Of course, it is.

Get on.

You're really fine.

It's because you're used to getting beaten up.

My father thought that the Blue House would cut ties with him.

Hurry up!

I didn't get to finish my meal. I'm starving.

But the Blue House was renovated.

They even built a barber's room.

My father was to work there.

Yeah!

My father was busy at the Blue House, so Jin Gi took care of our barbershop.

Yeah!

Nak An, do you know what this is?

No.

This is the twist!

Jin Gi's dream was to visit the United States.

He wanted to meet Elvis Presley, Grace Kelly, and Muhammad Ali.

What the hell are you doing?

Oh, Ahjussi!

Look.

Know what this is? It's the twist!

If the Viet Cong shoot at me, I'll dodge the bullets like this.

You idiot.

Yeah!

♫ She's rock 'n' roll crazy ♫

Boss, you try!

♫ Boom! Bang! Shoop Shangalang! Crazy for rock 'n' roll ♫

Come on, it's really fun!

♫ So for goodness sake! Just take a break ♫

Jin Gi had no way of going to the United States.

But he thought he might get to meet Americans in Vietnam.

♫ I'm looking for romance, but she just wants to dance ♫

Hey, John.

John, friend.

John! Friend!

- Hey, friend. - Goddamn, fucking son of a bitch!

You fuckin' mother gook, why don't you go fuck off? I don't want to speak to you!

Shit, you understand that? Cunt, you understand that?

So, fuck you!

Don't even fuckin' start on me!

Sit there and shut the fuck up.

Funnily enough, my father was the one who went to the United States.

He took the U.S. President's helicopter to the country's finest hotel,

where a big crowd gathered just to see him.

But as the President's barber, my father was busy assisting him.

He wanted to be by the President's side at all times,

but that wasn't possible.

When the tour was over, a big crowd welcomed my father home.

Our neighbors saw him on television and found out he was the President's barber.

[Welcome home, Mr. Sung Han Mo]

My friend in Chuncheon wants to run for mayor.

He needs an endorsement. Could you do something?

I've been selling dumplings for over 17 years.

Doesn't the President like dumplings?

I'm up for a promotion next month.

- Sung... - It's so pretty.

It's a fox fur scarf, so it'll be warm, too.

That was the golden era of our household.

After returning home, Jin Gi started working with us again.

But he had become a quiet, serious person.

And he always wore a white glove on his left hand.

The customers didn't like it.

But my father didn't say anything.

Count our numbers.

All here, sir.

So, this is Seoul...

We're close to our enemy's heart.

I need to empty my bowels.

Commander, I also need to go urgently.

Commander...

You damn idiots!

Where is everyone?

What the...

What are you doing?

I'm just working...

The armed guerilla from the North spread the Marxus Disease.

All of those infected will be interrogated on suspicion of consorting with them.

Anyone who reports an infected person will be rewarded two million won.

You could buy a house with two million won!

How ridiculous!

If you get diarrhea, you're a commie?

Where there's smoke, there's fire!

The government is never wrong. You'll see.

Why isn't the Republican Party endorsing you?

Stop saying nonsense.

Damn it...

[Latrine]

Are you still in there?

Don't talk to me!

That's what you get for eating so much.

The Marxus disease was spreading all over the country.

But we didn't think it would spread near the Blue House, too.

[Government Office]

Mr. Wang Chul Go?

Yes?

Let's go get some fresh air.

Who are you?

You got diarrhea, right?

You have the Marxus Disease.

Who did you catch it from, you son of a bitch?

Boss, they took Mr. Wang.

- Why? - He got diarrhea.

A hospital visit is good for him.

No, the Central Intelligence Agency took him.

- The Central Intelligence Agency? - Yes.

- Why? - Because of his diarrhea.

So what?

He caught diarrhea from someone. It's the Marxus Disease.

The Marxus Disease?

Father...

My lower belly hurts.

[Latrine]

What's that?

It's a stool sample for school.

You can't submit that.

A kid's stool can reveal everything about their family.

Nak An, they're trying to catch people with the Marxus...

I'll give him my solid stool instead.

Wait.

Don't you know there's a difference between men's poop and women's poop?

This is a contagious disease.

So, you must've gotten it from someone.

Just tell me who that was.

Name one person and I'll let you go.

If you tell me who that was,

we'll ask that person who they got the disease from.

Then, we'll get another name.

We'll keep on asking.

We'll be able to trace person after person.

What would happen in the end?

We'll find out who consorted with the guerillas.

So, just give us one name.

Then, we'll go and ask them.

They won't be locked up or anything.

You understand me, right?

What?

Hey, listen! I'm a Republican!

- Wait! - Shut up!

I'm a resident of Hyoja-dong!

How can you treat me like this?

The Democratic Doctor's Society spoke out yesterday.

They're saying the Marxus Disease is nothing more than colitis.

They should be the first ones to get arrested!

We should let the Marxus Disease patients go free, Mr. President.

How can you say that, Director?

This is the perfect opportunity to solve our problems!

Mr. Chang!

That Democratic Doctor's Society...

Yes, Mr. President.

How many members do they have?

About 20, sir.

- 20? - Yes, sir.

You're letting 20 people scare you?

Get a grip.

Some of them are well-respected doctors.

They might sway the public opinion.

Solving our problems is more important than public opinion, Mr. President.

Arrest the leaders of the society.

If there's any trouble, report to Chang.

Mr. President...

Such a weakling shouldn't lead the Central Intelligence Agency.

He shouldn't be my senior, either.

About the Marxus Disease...

What happens to those arrested for it?

Why?

Well...

My neighbor's been arrested.

- Sung. - Yes?

Just do your job.

Yes, sir.

His poop is watery!

Nak An's poop is watery!

How embarrassing!

Mister, Nak An's poop is watery!

Nak An went to the market with his mother. Go play somewhere else.

No, he's in the toilet!

I saw him, too!

You scoundrels!

His poop is watery!

Kids these days are so troublesome.

Father, my poop is watery.

He just ate too many beans.

Why did you eat so many beans? That's why you got diarrhea.

He ate the beans that we were going to ferment.

I'll take him to the police station right away.

They'll find out if it's the Marxus Disease or not.

Come with me!

I still have no idea how I got infected.

But I had diarrhea. That was all that mattered.

- Officer Kim. - Hello, sir.

- Is the chief here? - He's inside.

Hello, Chief.

Sung, what brings you here?

My kid keeps getting diarrhea.

So what?

The head of the Secret Service is at my barbershop.

So?

I'm the official Blue House barber.

I can't turn a blind eye to my own son's diarrhea.

So, you're being a model citizen.

No, I'm not...

You're doing the right thing as the Blue House barber.

Father...

What?

I don't like it here.

It's your fault for getting diarrhea.

Didn't you learn that we're a democratic nation at school?

The innocent never get arrested, understand?

Chief, I'll leave him to you. I should get going.

Officer Kim.

Where's the chief?

He went out.

Where's my son, Nak An?

He was transferred to the Jongno Police Station.

Why?

All political criminals are sent there.

Search for him there.

I just wanted the chief to look after him. Why would you send a child there?

Sit your asses down, you sons of bitches!

Lower your heads!

The matter went up the chain of command.

The chain of command?

You moron!

I mean the organization that catches spies.

But he's just a kid.

Spies don't have age restrictions.

But he's a child.

Where's my son?

Don't worry. I'm meeting Chang tomorrow.

Did you see him or not?

I didn't get to see him.

Get out!

How dare you return by yourself?

Don't be like that.

- I'll... - Get out.

- I'll talk to Chang... - Bring back Nak An!

I'm going to the Blue House tomorrow.

I'm the President's barber!

How could you do this to him?

Go find him!

Why are you laughing?

This is torture. You should be suffering.

I'm sorry...

Are you ready to be honest with me?

You met with a spy, didn't you?

No, I didn't.

I didn't, I swear.

Is this your first time?

Excuse me?

It can be uncomfortable at first, but you'll get used to it.

So, bear with it.

Okay.

What's a kid like you doing here?

I got diarrhea.

That's too bad.

I'll start reading.

You got the Marxus Disease from your father.

Right?

- What? - It's wrong?

It's wrong.

Then, I'll begin.

The electricity just tickled me.

Does it hurt?

It's bearable, right?

Yes.

But my mouth tastes like metal.

That's normal.

You're a kid, so I won't use that much power.

Okay, thank you.

I'll read it again.

You got the Marxus Disease from your father.

Isn't that right?

What?

That's wrong.

Torture by electricity wasn't too bad.

But Mr. Choi and the others couldn't bear it.

In the end, they signed something called confessional statements.

- Sir... - What is it?

This is ginseng.

It's from my wife's hometown.

What do you want?

My son was taken away because he got diarrhea.

I can't find out where he is.

His name is Sung Nak An.

Could you find out where he is?

Or maybe I should ask the President...

Are you really trying to bribe the head of the Secret Service?

This nation is in a state of crisis.

Do you want me to kill you?

How dare you talk about the president so freely?

It's working!

That's it!

Nice.

♫ Boom! Bang! Whap Shangalang! ♫

♫ My baby don't wanna stop ♫

♫ Her ruby red lips and a swing and a hit ♫

♫ She's queen of the high school hop ♫

♫ She's rock 'n' roll crazy ♫

♫ Got a jukebox in her soul ♫

♫ Boom! Bang! Shoop Shangalang! ♫

This is awesome!

It's so much fun!

What are you doing?

All clear, sir!

- You bastard! - I'm hard at work, sir!

This is why we never get any results!

Turn the power all the way up!

I refused to lie, even to the end. [Hwatu Spies Investigation Press Conference]

After all, my father didn't have diarrhea.

I'll make my announcement.

The Central Intelligence Agency investigated this matter for ten months.

There were spies in Hyoja-dong, near the Blue House...

All the men who had confessed became famous,

but I was still being tortured.

There were even professors and doctors in this spy ring.

Some of them consorted with the armed guerillas from the North.

[Tools used for communication]

The ring consisted of 20 residents of Hyoja-dong.

It was announced that 20 Hyoja-dong residents were involved.

But there were only three, including myself.

These individuals...

How could this happen?

The so-called spies were found guilty in court and executed three days later.

Drink this.

I don't deserve to drink anything.

I lost my own child...

Hello, sir!

Hello, Yung Jong.

Isn't Nak An back yet?

These are his stuff.

Goodbye, sir.

Mr. Sung, the President wants to drink with you.

Great job.

Here's to the President's strengthened authority.

- Cheers! - Cheers!

Here you go, sir.

Sir, I heard that you had to pay a fortune for your electricity bills.

What do you mean?

They're using all the electricity on a single suspect.

We're investigating someone.

He's a stubborn one.

What crime are you investigating?

Mr. President.

Apparently, it's diarrhea.

Isn't the Marxus Disease investigation over?

That's right, sir.

The suspect is quite young, right?

Isn't he too young for torture?

Chang, do you know how hard it is to lead the Central Intelligence Agency?

Is it that hard to electrocute a kid?

Chang!

Stop it!

Why are you two always fighting?

- I'm sorry, Mr. President. - I'm sorry, sir.

End the investigation at once.

Yes, sir.

What's wrong with you?

I'm sorry, Mr. President. I was just thinking about my son.

Why?

He's somewhere far away at the moment.

You're so soft.

That's nothing to cry over.

Leaving home is how children grow up.

I also left home right after high school.

I became a teacher in the countryside.

Then, I ended up in Manchuria.

It's such a vast land, so I had big dreams.

I wanted to leave my mark on history!

I don't know what changed Mr. Chang's mind.

Maybe it was the ginseng from my father.

Maybe it was his dislike for the CIA's director.

A few days later, I was returned home.

Is anyone there?

Mother?

Father?

Nak Kwan, is that you?

Mother...

Father...

Mother!

Father!

Mother!

Father!

Mother!

Father!

- Father... - Nak An!

Mother!

Nak An!

My poor baby...

It wasn't until I returned home that I realized my body wasn't the same.

Oh, dear...

What's wrong?

Come on, stand up.

Nak An, how did this happen to you?

What the hell have they done to Nak An?

Oh, no!

My poor Nak An!

[Hyoja Barbershop]

You sons of bitches! How dare you do this to my son!

How can you do something like this?

You bastards!

I'm the President's barber!

I'm the President's barber!

I'll make all of you pay for this!

My father was determined to fix my legs.

He took me to famous physicians across the country.

Nak An, are you cold?

No.

Father, is there really a physician on this mountain?

Of course, there is.

As you heard, this person uses acupuncture to cure people and exorcize ghosts.

Why does he live on a mountain?

Physicians like to hide in the mountains.

He can even chase away ghosts. Fixing your legs will be easy for him.

Nak An, let's sit down for a bit.

Right there.

Father, let's just go home.

But we came all the way here.

Your legs might freeze off.

I'll be fine.

Hold these for me.

I'm fine.

I'm all right.

What do you think?

It's already been an hour, sir.

Be quiet!

I'll cure his physical ailment.

But his mental ailment...

What do you mean, sir?

I'll cure his physical ailment.

But his mental ailment...

What are you saying?

You have to cure it yourself!

This child has been touched by a strange destiny.

With his name, he shouldn't be suffering so much.

The reason must be...

The snake across the river became a dragon.

That's why his destiny has changed.

What do you mean, sir?

In several years time, a dragon will die.

It will depart in a carriage of Chrysanthemums.

Carve out its eyes and make Chrysanthemum tea with it.

Now, remove his clothes for acupuncture.

Father, where did the physician go?

I'm not sure.

I think he was a mountain spirit.

Don't be silly.

Carve out a dragon's eyes? What a senile old man.

Nak An, this is the sea.

Isn't it vast?

There's so much water.

Is this your first time seeing it, too?

Who, me?

Who do you think I am?

Of course, it is.

Nak An, let's go home.

All right.

What should we tell your mother?

I'll ask her to buy me crutches.

Here you go.

Ow!

Sung.

Yes, Mr. President?

I'm having a drink with Park and Chang tonight.

Why don't you join us?

Mr. President, I shouldn't take part in discussions about this nation.

That's what I like about you.

You haven't changed at all.

You're still humble and diligent.

Thank you, Mr. President.

How many years has it been since we met?

It's been 12 years, Mr. President.

You've been doing the same job for such a long time.

So have you, Mr. President.

Sung...

Yes, Mr. President?

I'd like a shave.

Mr. President, I'll start shaving.

You don't need to say that anymore.

Yes, sir.

I'm in a hurry. Give me a quick haircut.

Yes, sir.

But you'll have to wait a little bit.

Sung, do I have to repeat myself?

Crazy bastard.

Didn't you hear me say that I'm in a hurry?

Mr. Chang!

Sir, go to the Central Intelligence Agency's barber.

Getting haircuts here won't help you take over the Blue House.

When did you join the military, you son of a bitch?

Why would that matter at the Blue House?

Are you going to make me do extra drills?

Drag him away!

You bastard!

Chang Hyuk Soo...

You think you're high and mighty because you're always by the President.

But I'll get you, for the sake of this nation.

Just you wait, you piece of scum.

What are you waiting for, Sung?

Nothing, sir.

My father went through a lot that day.

It was also the last day he saw those people.

- Do you have a gun? - Excuse me?

A gun!

Of course, sir.

[October 26, 1979]

No individual may leave their workplace.

Those who spread false rumors will be severely punished.

Once again, the President was killed last night at 7:50.

The President was killed last night at 7:50.

On October 27th, 1979, at 4 AM, the authorities declared martial law.

All demonstrations and gatherings are banned...

A dragon will die.

It will depart in a carriage of Chrysanthemums.

Carve out its eyes and make Chrysanthemum tea with it.

- Over here! - Pass!

Pass it to me!

Where are you going at this hour?

If anything happens to me...

- Never mind. - What?

Fix Nak An's legs, no matter what!

Has he lost his mind?

What's this?

Stop right there!

Stop!

Who are you?

Mr. Sung?

What are you doing here?

I wanted to see his face one last time.

I'm sorry.

[Funeral for the President]

Why have they stopped?

Is something wrong?

The car's stopped.

[Hyoja Barbershop]

Honey...

Yeah?

You should come outside.

I can't right now.

How is it?

It tasted weird.

But I couldn't say that to my loving parents.

The only sound that came out of my mouth was...

You, there.

Do you want a haircut, sir?

Boss...

- What? - Come inside.

Who used to be the President's barber?

That would be me, sir.

I'm from the Blue House. Do you want to work for us?

Can't you hear me?

Well...

I'd prefer not to.

Mr. President, I'll return when all of your hair grows back.

My father didn't know why he said such a thing.

But he felt relieved.

[Hyoja Barbershop]

Honey...

Come on.

Try to move!

A little more!

That's it!

Just a little more!

Hold on!

That's it, just one more step.

Keep walking!

One more step! You're doing great!

Oh, Mr. Sung...

A little more!

That's it! A little to the left!

Keep pedaling!

Good...

Go slow.

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