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100 DAYS OF DECEPTION

PREVIOUSLY ON

When you save up enough, will you really go to America?

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

Who's here?

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

Nice to meet you.

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

-What's the matter? -My bag…

We'll be conducting a brief inspection.

Form a single line, everyone!

-I'm sorry. -I'm sorry.

Someone stole your wallet?

Was there something important in it?

Not really.

Isn't this a pawn ticket?

"Sin Tae-jin."

The bag…

What do we do?

Even if the thief finds what's in there,

we can only hope nothing goes wrong until after next Thursday.

A bullet?

I deliberately approached and married

an American who knew nothing in Shanghai and came to Gyeongseong

to assassinate Sato.

Thank you for preparing such a nice meal tonight.

I'll give the bullets back.

Just give me 60 won.

So it's you. The pickpocket.

That's all I have now.

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

I didn't expect to see you here.

My wallet.

I'd like it back.

Are you expecting a cake from Itsukoshi Department Store?

Make a sound, and you'll die first.

Father, stay inside!

His name is Keum Seok-jung.

I wanted nothing more than to find him and kill him.

He's my husband.

The protest in this village

was all me.

Shoot.

No!

We had our daughter after ten years of marriage,

and that's how I lost her.

In that moment, when I had to call her something…

Keum Seo-hee!

Seo-hee

was my daughter's name.

I'll report to the governor-general that the Gugukdan was behind the attack.

They've been a thorn in our side for years.

We'll use this chance to wipe them out.

There's an opening for an interpreter trainee at the Government-General.

I'll send you to America. Work at the Government-General.

You want me to be a spy?

Infiltrate the Government-General as a spy and work for us.

After three months, send me to America.

Hideo isn't Sato's real son. Sato adopted a Joseon boy.

He graduated from the Imperial Japanese Army Academy

and works for the Government-General of Joseon.

Keep your guard up around him.

Good morning.

I'm Keum Seo-hee, the new interpreter trainee assigned here.

I don't completely trust her either. And I shouldn't.

But Ga-kyung will do fine.

-Get the inspector general's schedule. -There.

Give it to the man with the lemon in his teacup.

Arigato.

But she'll definitely put us in danger.

That was easy.

Freeze.

You're a spy, aren't you?

Keum Seo-hee.

No, I mean,

Lee Ga-kyung.

Do you know where you are?

This is where Josenjings die one by one every single day.

It's been over 20 years since Joseon came under Japanese rule,

yet Josenjings still can't face reality and keep acting up.

Do you get it now?

You're at Jongno Police Station.

Why… Why am I here?

Lee Ga-kyung.

A pickpocket from the shantytown in Gyodang-ri.

-Gyeongseong Station is your usual turf. -No.

I'm…

Keum Seo-hee, an interpreter trainee at the Government-General of Joseon.

I don't even know who Lee Ga-kyung is.

Fine.

Whatever your name is.

Tell me. Who sent you as a spy?

Tell me, who's behind this?

I don't know.

I really don't!

Still going to pretend you don't know?

You still don't know?

Say it already!

I'm not a spy!

I told you, I'm an interpreter trainee at the Government-General!

Enough.

So you will not confess?

Fine. Then I'll tell you.

Yoo Philip.

It's him, isn't it?

Or

is it his wife?

A low-life pickpocket like you wouldn't become a spy for independence.

Say it.

What were you promised in exchange for being a spy?

Speak!

Was it money?

Tell me who's behind this.

Not only will I spare your life,

but I'll give you exactly what they promised you.

Aren't you afraid of dying?

You think taking this to your grave will free Joseon?

I'll ask you one last time.

Who's behind this?

The one behind me is…

Yes. Out with it!

Joseon.

What?

I'm not a spy.

If anyone stands behind me, it's the 20 million people of Joseon.

Independence for Korea!

You bitch!

You tell me.

Who is behind you?

100 DAYS OF DECEPTION

EPISODE 4

I knew it had to be you.

What on earth are you doing?

How could you pull something like this behind my back?

I'm sorry.

I planned the whole thing. Please forgive me.

Didn't you trust me when you made me a spy?

Did you think I'd start bawling

and confess everything if you put a gun to my head?

This is just ridiculous.

And listen.

If you're going to put on a show, at least do it properly.

Did you think that just because you fooled me once, you'd fool me again?

You know what?

I know a thing or two about Jongno Police Station.

In my neighborhood,

plenty of people were tortured there and ended up crippled.

At Jongno Police Station, if you passed out from the beatings,

they'd hang you upside down and pour pepper water up your nose to wake you up.

They'd pull out your fingernails and toenails

and sear your body with red-hot metal chopsticks.

But this place? To call it Jongno Police Station,

it's way too simple.

Besides…

When people lose their tempers, they grab whatever's handy and hit you.

But you didn't use that club.

I guess you felt bad for me, right?

Well…

And the sound of the streetcar.

In the car,

I heard a streetcar passing nearby.

But from where you grabbed me, no matter which route you take,

we'd never pass a streetcar on the way to Jongno Police Station.

And if this really were Jongno Police Station,

why would you blindfold me?

Why bother?

I'm being awfully kind, aren't I?

You all tried so hard, I almost feel bad for you.

I'm giving you tips so you do better next time.

Well then, I'm out.

You don't trust me.

How am I supposed to trust you

and risk my life and work as a spy?

So don't think this is unfair.

I'll take the advance as payment for the beating.

About what I said earlier, "Independence for Korea."

Don't read into it.

Like I told you,

Joseon's independence

is none of my concern, and I don't want to get involved.

I only said that

to get your little play over with.

Get your hand off the door.

This gun is loaded, and I really will shoot if you open it.

Hands off!

Put the gun down.

Step aside, So-ran.

-So-ran! -So-ran.

Put the gun down.

Seo-hee…

was my daughter's name.

My daughter, the one killed by the inspector general.

Help us. We…

I need you.

Please don't ever keep anything about her from me again.

Were you really going to shoot me?

Or was it just part of the act to win her over?

You brought up Seo-hee to her.

Was it part of your plan too?

Don't worry about her.

She's desperate to go to America. So she won't betray us easily.

That's why she must never find out

that there was never any way

to get her to America in the first place.

Keum Seo-hee!

Help me…

Seo-hee

was my daughter's name.

My daughter, the one killed by the inspector general.

Oh dear.

You don't need to keep warming that up.

Winter is almost over anyway.

It's still winter in Gyeongseong.

It's much colder than Tokyo, you know.

What's wrong? Can't you breathe?

No, I'm fine…

Let's get you to a doctor. I'll call a cab.

No, really, I'm fine.

It's just a passing spell.

All right.

If it happens again, you have to go straight to the hospital.

Hideo, I'm done writing.

All done?

It looks really good.

-Really? -Yeah.

Let's write them ten more times each.

Okay.

But…

You know…

Once I learn all the lowercase letters,

teach me the Joseon language, please.

The Joseon language.

Since my mom

was a Joseon person…

But

promise you won't tell Father.

Okay.

I promise I'll teach you.

Okay.

What will you teach her?

I'll tell you later.

Ma'am.

By any chance…

do you know my mother's Joseon name?

Her Joseon name?

No, I don't. I've never heard.

Why ask all of a sudden?

The truth is…

I've been looking for her since I returned to Gyeongseong.

I'm home.

Did you have a good day?

I stumbled upon something while packing our things in Tokyo.

I think it might help me find my mother.

But…

please don't let Father know.

I won't.

Look, I did all ten.

What is this?

This is…

On Kim Gu's orders,

Lee Bong-chang attempted to assassinate His Majesty the Emperor in Tokyo.

That bombing attempt happened only three months ago.

And not long ago,

the subversive group captured in Hwanghae Province

was sent by the self-proclaimed government in Shanghai to kill the governor-general.

You know that, don't you?

Yes, sir.

Even the Western press

calls them "terrorists."

The whole world sees them for what they are,

yet we can't even catch one fugitive right under our noses.

Does that make sense to you?

I have no excuse, sir.

The fugitive from Yoo Philip's place is still at large,

but we've raided

several independence group bases and arrested many of them.

We're wringing information from those already in custody.

However,

they're a tough bunch. Keeping silent is what they do best.

I'm sorry, sir.

It's not that they're tough.

You're just too soft.

Forgive me, sir!

You've lived in Joseon for 20 years,

but you have yet to learn what Joseon people are like.

Forgive me, sir.

Have you forgotten what happened to them

when they cried for independence back in 1919?

Even after seeing all that bloodshed,

they're still carrying on with their stupid independence movement.

They just won't give it up.

Why do you think that is?

Because there's something in them that can't be broken

by swords, guns, and torture.

And what is that, sir?

Hope.

The delusional hope

that independence will come someday.

A bullet can kill a man, and that's the end of his life.

But hope is passed down to the next generation.

So we have to crush it completely.

Right down to the very roots. All of it.

Despite 20 years of our enlightenment,

they're still uncivilized savages.

By doing so, they'll know their place

and come under our civilized rule.

Indeed, sir.

And yet,

those pampered elites back in Tokyo

sit in luxury

debating the enlightenment and peace of Joseon.

Even though they've never even set foot on this soil.

I was born and raised in Joseon.

No one knows the Joseon people better than I do.

The future of Joseon will be shaped

by my hands right here.

Yes, sir! You have my absolute loyalty!

We should head out separately.

I'm off.

Damn it.

Lee Ga-kyung.

Who?

I'm Keum Seo-hee.

I'm warning you.

If you put her in danger, you won't be safe either.

So your warning was about her, not the Gugukdan?

Next time, I'm keeping it.

He was a Joseon orphan?

That's why he said that…

I was impressed by your pickpocketing skills.

I was quite hopeless myself.

Ms. Keum.

Yes?

Your job description doesn't include cleaning.

You don't give me any work, so I was bored.

How dare I order someone like you around?

If you insist on cleaning, that's up to you.

Make sure he knows I didn't force you to do it

to avoid any misunderstanding.

Will do.

When will you give me the pawn ticket back?

Why bring up something we already settled?

But you don't need the pawn ticket

until you find the pawnshop anyway.

So will you give it back once I find the pawnshop?

Yes, absolutely.

You promise?

I promise.

You have my word.

Yes, this is Sato.

Oh, the English dictionary?

Yes, I'll bring it right away.

Ms. Keum.

-Yes? -Take this here.

Don't take the elevator. Use the stairs.

I don't use the elevator myself.

Sure. A mere interpreter trainee shouldn't use the elevator meant for the higher-ups.

You're the inspector general's son and even you can't ride it?

I said I don't take it. I never said I can't.

PUBLICATIONS DIVISION ISHIKAWA

Excuse me, sir.

You're still here?

Where did you say I should deliver this?

It's written right there.

What is it?

It's just that…

I can't read Chinese characters very well.

What?

I never got to go to school, so…

I can speak just fine, but reading and writing are a bit hard.

Give it to me.

In Joseon, you say Publications Division. In the national language…

In Japanese,

it's read "henshuuka."

-And his name is-- -Mr. Ishikawa.

Ishikawa is a pretty common surname.

I know the basic characters.

Fine, if you say so.

It's on the fourth floor.

Okay.

Did you hurt your leg?

I won't use the elevator. Don't worry.

I'll be on my way.

PUBLICATIONS DIVISION

What are you doing here?

Making sure I don't use the elevator?

What?

Unbelievable.

Hold onto me.

That's okay.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Help me.

Help me!

Don't you know the magic word "please"?

Forget it!

Sir, please let me use the elevator just this once.

I can ride it if I'm with you, right?

It hurts too much. I can't even walk.

Let's make our way down first.

Where are you going?

The elevator's that way.

You aren't allowed to use the elevator.

Even if I'm with you, I can't?

It's because you are…

a Joseon person.

Let's go down to the first floor.

We're going out for work.

Outside?

Why aren't you coming?

What?

I'm coming.

HANSEONG MEDICINE CLINIC

Her right ankle is a little swollen.

Please come this way.

Let's go.

Okay.

Why are you standing there?

Either sit down or lie down.

Are you worried about the bill?

I suppose you've already spent all the money in my wallet.

No, that's not it.

The thing is

I've never been to a clinic to get treated before.

My goodness.

All right.

What brings you in today?

Her right ankle is quite swollen.

Right.

I sprained my ankle.

I see.

Aren't you going to ask how I got hurt?

Are you hurt anywhere else?

Yes.

It hurts here too.

I've got bruises everywhere.

You're the ones who beat me up!

I'll let the acupuncture needles sit

for 20 minutes

and come pull them out after checking on other patients.

Give her an ointment for bruises too.

It's fine. I have ointment at home.

We'll take one.

Just a moment.

Doctor! Please help my son!

Over here, Doctor!

-Doctor! -Over here!

-Doctor! -Please take a look at my boy, Doctor!

What happened?

Please take a look.

"16-year-old girl honored with the governor-general's award."

That's quite a nice drawing.

But what does it have to do with anything?

Well, the governor-general has always attended

the Joseon Painting Exhibition himself to present the awards.

But he's in Tokyo right now.

Then who'll present the awards?

The inspector general will.

Exactly.

The awards ceremony is at the Keijo Imperial University Library auditorium

at 7:00 p.m. the day after tomorrow.

The day after tomorrow is too soon.

No, no.

It's not impossible.

We have to seize the opportunity when it comes.

We still need to confirm if Sato will actually be there.

Hold on. Who has the schedule?

-Pass it over. -Okay.

Look at the date.

There it is, the speech.

Sato will be at the awards ceremony.

This is Sato's schedule she copied, isn't it?

It says "speech" right here.

When she first brought this to us,

we couldn't exactly trust her.

We had no idea what kind of speech he was giving or where.

Now the same schedule is in the newspaper.

What could be more certain than this?

This is the first piece of intel from the girl you vouched for, So-ran.

We're doing this, got it?

-We're doing this, okay? -Okay.

Well done.

Listen, don't say anything to her.

If she tips them off, we're in serious trouble.

Sato.

You'll be a dead man that day.

Let's do this!

Let's do it.

What's taking him so long?

We're nowhere near 20 minutes.

I'm all better now.

Ms. Keum.

No.

Why even bother coming here if you won't listen to the doctor?

I never said I wanted to come.

You can't just leave.

We need to keep your ankle still. Sit down. I'll bandage it.

Interpreter trainee Keum Seo-hee.

Don't you know what "strict hierarchical obedience"…

Right, you don't know Chinese characters.

No, I know that much.

Then write it out in Chinese characters.

If you can, you're free to go.

Give me your palm.

What?

Give me your hand. You told me to write the characters.

My hand…

Sang, myeong, ha…

bok.

There, "Sangmyeonghabok."

That "bok" is for the abdomen.

What?

The "bok" in the phrase means "to obey." But what you wrote

means the "abdomen."

I know.

I got it mixed up for a moment.

I'll write again. Give me your hand.

There. Use that.

Sang.

Myeong.

Ha.

Do you know how to wrap a bandage?

I learned it at school.

At school?

Do they teach you how to do this at school?

I wouldn't know, I never went to school.

When you enter the Army Academy,

the first thing they teach you is first aid.

Right.

You graduated from the Imperial Japanese Army Academy.

By the way,

why did you become an interpreter instead of a soldier?

All done.

Get up and try walking.

Okay.

Is it feeling better?

Yes.

This is when you're supposed to say "thank you."

Fine. Thank you.

I'm not lying. I mean it.

All right.

About what you said yesterday.

What?

"I like you."

You said yesterday

that you liked me.

You claimed you weren't lying.

Don't let Mr. Yoo know.

I need to keep things amicable with him.

I hope you won't play dumb.

You used that to join the Government-General.

You said I was lying.

You said you meant what you said.

Of course, you were probably lying.

But if, by any chance, you really meant it…

don't let Mr. Yoo find out.

Here you go.

Thank you.

DISPENSARY

Here you go.

Please wait. I'll go grab some ointment.

Hold on to me. I don't mind.

There's nowhere to sit.

Thank you.

Does he hit you?

Sorry?

Your wrists, the bruises, and ankles.

Did he do that to you?

Who are you talking…

-No, it's not like that. -Seo-hee.

It's you, Mr. Hideo.

I wasn't sure it was you from behind.

I didn't expect to see you here.

Indeed.

I'm here to get some medicine for my wife.

I hear this is an excellent clinic.

Is your wife still unwell?

Yes.

It seems it'll take some time for her to recover.

Can Seo-hee go with me from here?

Just today, if you don't mind.

Yes. I'd appreciate it.

It was nice seeing you today. Have a good day.

Bye.

Get your arm off me.

We're lovers. What's the problem, honey?

Son of a bitch.

Still, this is a bit much.

Sato Hideo is watching us.

Why would she date a man like that?

Did you think bringing him there would scare us?

Why not just go ahead and tip them off?

Look.

I had no idea that was your den.

I didn't bring him there.

He's the one who…

Just stay still.

Mr. Yoo Philip.

Mr. Hideo.

I didn't think you'd catch us like this.

What are you doing here?

I thought you'd already left.

The ointment.

You should take it.

Right.

Thank you.

So what you're saying is,

you couldn't get around the building because your ankle hurt.

That's why you found out nothing?

Yes.

On top of that, someone made me leave work early.

How convenient. Now you have an excuse for your incompetence.

What did you just say?

Whose fault is it that I hurt my ankle?

All right.

I understand. It must've been hard getting around with your ankle.

Watch how things go until you're better for the time being.

Okay, I will.

Good night.

Read this.

What is it?

It's intel on the staff at the Government-General.

The Satos aren't on it, but it should help.

Okay.

Who put this together?

Have you ever had a spy inside the Government-General before?

No, we haven't.

We've been compiling this intel for a long time.

Okay.

-As for Sato Hideo-- -What?

What about him?

Did anything else happen at the clinic?

"I like you."

No.

Nothing happened.

Well…

He took me to the clinic

because he thinks I'm someone's lover.

He was probably told to be nice to me.

Right.

Well then.

Wait, Seo-hee.

I'm sorry you got hurt.

It's all right.

I've been beaten worse. This is nothing.

By the way,

you two aren't really married, are you?

But he likes you, doesn't he?

I guess you've read popular fiction too much.

I could tell from his eyes.

He can't take his eyes off you.

Married men aren't usually like that.

But then…

What about Seo-hee's father…

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up.

You don't like calling me Seo-hee,

do you?

Well, there's nothing we can do about it.

All done.

Get some sleep.

Oh, I forgot one thing.

According to the schedule you copied,

Sato is supposed to give a speech at 7:00 p.m. Monday.

Did you hear anything else about that schedule?

A speech?

There was that, huh?

I was scrambling to copy the schedule.

I didn't hear anything else about the speech.

I see.

Wait…

The day after tomorrow is Monday, right?

At 7:00 p.m…

Making this book is so exhausting.

Our chief has no pull, so other divisions get all the good time slots.

Of all the times he could've picked, he chose that one?

If we report to the inspector general at 7:00 p.m. the day after tomorrow,

when are we supposed to go home?

Enough dawdling!

Get in here.

Yes, coming!

The Publications Division is working on a book about the history of Joseon.

The briefing for the inspector general is at 7:00 p.m. the day after tomorrow.

The Publications Division chief has no influence,

so the other divisions took all the good slots

and they're stuck with a late slot.

The staff were grumbling about it.

They said they'd never get home if the report started at 7:00 p.m.

Are you sure?

Yes. I overheard it when I was out on an errand.

That's 7:00 p.m. on Monday.

I suppose the inspector general

has decided to spend the whole week getting briefings.

Well, why do you ask?

No, it's nothing.

You look like you're doubting me.

I earn my keep.

I know. I trust you.

No, wait.

What do you mean?

So, So-ran, you're saying

Sato will be at the Government-General at the time of the ceremony tomorrow?

-Did she tell you that? -Yes.

At the same time,

the Publications Division will give a briefing on the Joseon history project.

The girl who won first place in the art competition

said the inspector general was supposed to present the award.

I confirmed it through the girl's mother.

I looked into it, and she works at Joil Textile Factory.

The school asked her parents to attend as the inspector general would come.

I confirmed they'd requested a shift change at work.

The Jongno Police Station was instructed to assign officers tomorrow

because Sato will be attending the awards ceremony.

I overheard the police talking while I was camping out

at the udon shop near the police station.

The Keijo Imperial University library, where the ceremony is being held,

was told to prepare the VIP room in the auditorium.

I confirmed it with a library cleaner.

She's the one who copied the schedule.

She said she overheard it, but she could have heard wrong.

That's right.

So-ran.

We know she's quick with her hands and sharp,

but in this situation, shouldn't you trust us?

16-YEAR-OLD GIRL HONORED WITH THE GOVERNOR-GENERAL'S AWARD

THE DAY OF THE OPERATION

Do you have something to tell me?

Well…

You look quite busy today.

You haven't left your desk since this morning.

Are you preparing for the report to the inspector general?

The chief reports for the Foreign Affairs Division.

I'm just an interpreter.

I see.

How do you know about the briefing for the inspector general?

I don't think I mentioned it.

I overheard some people talking in the hallway.

Ms. Keum.

Yes?

Try not to wander around the Government-General.

People are watching.

There aren't many female employees here.

Okay, I understand.

It's a beautiful day, isn't it?

Next.

WWP NEWS

That's a wrap.

DONGSUNG TEXTILES

There's a second floor over the drapery shop.

So-ran, wait there in ambush.

If Sato goes from the Government-General to Keijo Imperial University,

he has to go by Angukjeong and pass in front of Changdeokgung Palace.

This is Ihwajeong.

Farther down, it's a three-way intersection.

There's a straight road here.

If you take this one, it's a detour,

but you can get to Keijo Imperial University.

So we'll block this first route

and make him take the second one.

Once Sato takes this road,

I'll follow him on a bicycle and shoot him.

No.

This time, I'll do it.

So-ran and the two doctors here.

They may already recognize you

or run into you again someday.

Cheol-yong, my friend.

You're the most at risk.

Your photos are posted all over Gyeongseong.

Come on. That photo was taken so long ago.

It doesn't look like me anymore, does it?

Don't worry. I'll be fine with a hat on.

Then I'll ride the bicycle.

You've got three kids, right?

Does your family know

you do this outside the clinic?

Not a clue.

But if they find out, wouldn't they be proud?

I should take the bike--

Forget it.

I was known as Uhm Bok-dong back in the day.

I'll ride the bike.

If you really want to,

you can block this first route, okay?

Okay.

Detour! Turn around!

What the hell are you doing?

Oh my!

Get it out of here!

What a waste.

-What the hell is this? -Yes, excuse me.

What are they saying? I'm sorry.

Clean it up already!

Do you think I understand a word you're jabbering?

It's your fault for blocking the path.

Okay, excuse me.

What floor are you going, sir?

Why are you still here?

You have nothing to do.

You never told me to go home.

You should go home.

Okay, thank you.

Bring me a photo of yourself by tomorrow.

It's for your ID at the Government-General.

My photo?

Yes.

Is there a problem?

No.

It's just…

I don't have any photos.

Then you can ask him

to take your picture with the newspaper's camera.

That will work.

-See you tomorrow. -Have a good night.

Sato is supposed to give a speech at 7:00 p.m. Monday.

Did you hear anything else about that schedule?

The briefing for the inspector general is at 7:00 p.m. the day after tomorrow.

Publications Division, please.

Hello, I'm Keum Seo-hee from the Foreign Affairs Division.

Mr. Sato Hideo lent you the English dictionary.

Could I come by around 7:00 p.m. to pick it up?

All right.

Hello? Yoo Philip from WWP News.

It's me.

Where are you calling from?

What?

I'm at the Government-General.

Are you crazy? Calling me from there?

I called your house, but no one answered.

Why on earth did you call me?

It's just…

Never mind.

Hang on.

No questions. Did you forget?

Wait…

Unbelievable.

I went out of my way to call him.

I spoke to him in English

so the operator wouldn't understand, but he didn't even thank me.

I see you smelled something sweet.

-Here. -Thank you.

You want some too?

I can't sell these anyway. Take it.

Thank you.

You should share it!

-Give me some! -No.

You too?

He'll be here soon.

Get this cleaned up. Hurry!

Here.

-Thank you. -Take it.

I can't sell them anyway. Here.

-Thank you. -You should share it.

I'm not good at shooting from a distance.

I'll get up against the car window and shoot.

So-ran, you're great at both.

So please let me have this one, okay?

Come on, let me look cool for once, please?

We're taking him down for sure this time! Okay?

Let me get married

before I turn 60.

Got you.

-Where are they shooting from? -Where did it come from?

Are you all right?

Get in!

Let's go.

Damn it. Get in!

Get in!

Jeong-yeop, stay awake.

You have to stay awake.

Wake up, you punk!

Jeong-yeop!

Chief!

Over there!

Over there!

100 DAYS OF DECEPTION

Madam.

After the shootout last night,

we're hunting down the remaining fugitives.

-Out of the office? -Orders from above.

I was going to call for a Joseon language interpreter.

I'd appreciate your help.

Why are you using that name?

Unless you want to…

Please let me go.

…watch your family die in front of you.

I suppose…

You people are insane!

…this is where it ends.

Subtitle translation by: Youji Kim