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100 DAYS OF DECEPTION

It's Kim Tae-ung.

My Joseon name.

Kim…

Tae-ung.

I like you.

I like you, Ms. Keum.

I'm lying.

What?

You lied to me too

when you said you liked me.

But that wasn't a lie.

I mean, that was a lie, but…

Mr. Sato, where are you going?

Mr. Sato.

Mr…

Hey, Kim Tae-ung!

Was that a dream?

Did you sleep well?

Good morning.

Why did I sleep here?

Don't you remember?

Remember what?

I had a beer with Sato Hideo

after work yesterday…

Two beers, I guess?

I think I had about that much.

I don't remember anything after that.

I swear. I don't remember anything at all.

So… how did I get home yesterday?

It's Kim Tae-ung.

My Joseon name.

Kim…

Tae-ung.

Ms. Keum.

Ms. Keum?

Wake up, Ms. Keum.

Ms. Lee Gae-ttong.

What the…

She passed out just like that?

EPISODE 8

Can you explain what happened?

We had a few beers to build team spirit in the Foreign Affairs Division.

Ms. Keum got drunk, so I tried to take her home by rickshaw,

but one of the wheels fell off on the way.

That's what happened.

It's true.

But wouldn't you normally carry her on your back?

All right, I'll take over.

Where should I go?

Sato Hideo is in the bathroom.

I knew she'd do something stupid.

Just wait until you wake up tomorrow morning.

She might've told Sato Hideo things she shouldn't have while drunk.

Maybe he got suspicious and brought her all the way here to keep an eye on us.

Whether Sato Hideo has caught on to anything or not,

we should find out.

Thank you so much for today, Mr. Hideo.

I should get going now.

How about a drink, just the two of us?

No, thank you.

It's late, and I've already had a few beers.

Well then.

I didn't know you couldn't handle a few beers.

Well, I suppose

your arms are probably quite sore from carrying Seo-hee.

Is hard liquor not your thing?

I'll get some beer.

No, thanks.

Mr. Hideo, you know what?

I've always wanted to get to know you better.

Let's do that tonight.

If Seo-hee made a mistake while she was drunk earlier,

I hope you'll forgive her.

For my sake.

She does make up some silly stories sometimes,

but she means no harm.

She loves to let her imagination run wild.

We're out of alcohol.

Does your wife…

know about it?

Well, I'm sure she's caught on.

Feelings have a way of showing, no matter how hard you hide them.

I'll go bring some beer.

Mr. Yoo, are you ever sincere about anything?

I've never been insincere for a single moment.

It's just that…

pretending we don't know each other's feelings

can sometimes be for the best.

So you mean

your wife knows about it…

yet you're both pretending not to know?

I don't understand

you people.

Mr. Hideo, in life, there are times

when things are too complicated to explain to others.

After all, I know a little more about life than you.

Son of a bitch.

Pardon me?

It's just that…

pretending we don't know each other's feelings

can sometimes be for the best.

Let go!

Did you say complicated?

You're just a lunatic.

I don't know who's the lunatic here.

What are you doing?

Move aside, So-ran.

Stop it.

It's not like I expect you to be a saint.

Any decent human being would--

Stop it already.

Out of the way, So-ran.

You little…

Let this go.

Let go.

100 DAYS OF DECEPTION

What?

Wait, they got into a fistfight?

Why on earth?

They're both grown men.

Why did I sleep here instead of in my room?

Sato Hideo slept in your room.

He had too much to drink last night.

I see.

What?

He slept in my room?

Yes.

Mr. Sato!

I'm sorry!

What do you want?

Well, it's just that…

I came to get something.

Can you pick that up first? Right by your feet.

-What? -It's right by your feet.

-On your left. -Okay.

Here.

Are you going to keep standing there?

What?

You said you came to get something.

Right.

And this.

What?

It looks like it got wet.

Well, you see…

This pawn ticket…

belongs to my mother.

I'm looking for my mother,

but I don't even know her name yet.

"Sin Tae-jin."

If I find this man,

I might be able to find my mother.

Keep it for the time being.

What?

You said you'd give it back once I found the Jongno Pawnshop.

I will trust you.

I'll consider you…

my personal vault.

Unless you're going to sew this button on, please step out.

Sure, I'm leaving now.

Aren't you going to take it?

You said you trust me.

I'm completely out of it.

They say when alcohol goes in, wisdom comes out.

Thank you.

Excuse me, Mr. Sato.

Interpreter Sato!

Did I do something wrong last night?

You see,

I don't remember anything at all from last night.

I hope you'll forgive me if I did anything stupid.

That's because you haven't sobered up yet.

There's no way you can't remember. You're too smart to forget.

What's with the "hmm"?

It's just a little strange.

It's not like you to compliment me out of nowhere.

What, have I done nothing but give you a hard time?

You seem a little flustered right now.

Now I'm curious, since you're acting like this all of a sudden.

What on earth did I do last night?

Why do you want me to remember so badly?

Don't regret it when you remember everything.

Then let's make a deal.

If I remember, why don't you grant me a wish?

Out of the blue? A wish?

Yes, let me make a wish.

No, I don't understand.

You're the one who can't remember. Why do I owe you a wish?

I need a little incentive to jog my memory, wouldn't you say?

But…

Never mind, then.

Fine.

I'll grant you one wish, then.

But only one wish. That's it.

It's a deal. You can't take it back.

Geez.

What on earth did I say last night?

I don't think I said I was a spy, so that's a relief.

Then what was it?

Wait for me!

Mr. Sato, wait up!

Let's go together.

I think Sato Hideo has feelings for Seo-hee.

There's no doubt about it.

So I won't charge him for my medical bills.

That's not a bad deal to make up for busting my lip.

What?

Please wait a moment.

You probably don't remember anything from last night.

You said you wanted to make lots of money to go to America.

I sure said a lot of things.

Practicing by yourself is nothing compared to using a language in real life.

Today is a fairly relaxed setting,

so imagine you're in America and practice.

What's "pneumatic tube system"?

You can say "kisokan." The Joseon term is "gisonggwan."

The pneumatic tube system is about to be officially unveiled.

So we're starting pre-operation inspections

between Keijo Post Office and the Government-General.

How's that, darling?

How's that, darling?

I see.

Okay, then.

Good.

Ms. Keum.

Yes?

The opening ceremony next week

is an internal event strictly for Government-General officials.

The pneumatic tube between Keijo Post Office and the Government-General is done.

The pneumatic tubes between here,

Governor-General's residence on Namsan, and the Inspector General's residence

are almost finished.

I see.

Pneumatic tubes connect buildings over long distances with metal pipes

and send this carrier through the pipes at high speed

using air pressure.

Imagine putting a dart in a hollow reed and shooting it out with a puff of air.

I got it.

So you can send things from place to place really fast.

Yes. Pneumatic tubes are already common in post offices in Europe and America.

I hear some stretch as far as the distance from Gyeongseong to Cheonan.

Japan has them too.

We're building the system around the Keijo Post Office,

connecting the main post offices, the Government-General,

and the Governor-General and Inspector General's residences.

The Government-General plans to extend the network

through Incheon, Kaesong, Pyongyang, and Sinuiju,

and eventually all the way to Manchukuo.

Manchukuo?

I'm so glad you've come around.

We were so surprised when we got the call this morning.

I suppose I took rather too long a stroll along the road to the afterlife.

I'm glad you didn't settle down over there.

I heard you sent a spy into the Government-General.

I hear it's the girl I met that day briefly.

It wasn't me!

Move!

Yes.

She doesn't know you're one of us.

I see.

I suppose the anonymous reports to the newspaper

must've stopped while I was lying here.

Just focus on getting better for now.

All right.

By the way…

I heard marriage talks are underway between Myung-nam and Sato Hideo.

Yes.

I'm against it. As for the reason…

I'm sure I don't need to explain.

Yes.

I get it, Seog-won.

Thank you for giving me a chance to practice interpreting.

I know it was sudden, but you did well.

Really?

I'm glad you were there.

Had I been by myself,

I wouldn't even have known what a pneumatic tube system was.

I actually thought the P in "pneumatic" was pronounced.

Memorizing things really isn't enough. That really hit home today.

Wait a minute.

You just said "pneumatic" with the P, right?

I never told you the P was silent.

How did you know the word "pneumatic" starts with P, not N?

Did you go through these documents without permission?

Yes.

And no.

I happened to notice them while dusting.

There were words I didn't know, so I memorized them.

That's how I've taught myself English all along, by picking things up.

-And… -And?

They seemed like words that might be related to your work,

so I thought I'd learn them.

In case I ever got a chance to help you,

I wanted to do well.

Why are you working so hard?

He has your back anyway.

But we might break up someday.

Then I'll be kicked out of the Government-General.

I'd have to find another job.

To be honest,

I don't want to go back to being a live-in maid.

Earlier today, at 11:50 a.m.,

during the celebration of the Emperor's birthday and Japan's victory,

held at Shanghai's Hongkou Park,

a Josenjing named Yun Bong-gil threw a bomb at the gathering!

They're still dealing with the aftermath.

The commander of the forces stationed in Shanghai was gravely wounded.

Many people were killed or wounded.

The culprit was arrested at the scene,

but it's still unclear who was behind it.

It's likely the self-proclaimed government orchestrated it,

but the Gugukdan might be behind it.

The inspector general

hasn't managed to wipe out the Gugukdan yet.

So that's certainly possible.

Please forgive us, Your Excellency!

Please forgive us!

Inspector General.

Yes, sir.

Postpone the pneumatic tube opening ceremony.

Sir.

We've already invited the foreign press.

How will you take responsibility

if security is compromised in front of the foreign correspondents?

You!

We suffered terrible humiliation when the Kyeam-ri riot

reached the foreign press in 1919.

Have you learned nothing from that?

Your Excellency.

News that Yun Bong-gil, the Shanghai bomber, is a Joseon man

will make headlines around the world.

That said,

if word gets out that we're putting off the opening ceremony,

it'll only make things worse for us.

Now's the time to turn this situation to our advantage.

We should hold the opening ceremony as planned on a grand scale

to show the Government-General remains strong.

Using event security as justification,

we'll round up the anti-Japanese activists on our watch list.

A celebratory banquet for the opening?

They're inviting foreign journalists and their spouses to the banquet?

Yes. There'll be senior officials from the Government-General

and pro-Japanese Joseon people,

like the president of Joil Textile Factory, that day.

The pneumatic tube opening ceremony was supposed to be a small event,

with only me and a few reporters.

After today's bombing in Shanghai,

it seems they intend to scale up the event and host a banquet

to present Joseon to the world as a peaceful nation.

We can't afford to miss this opportunity.

Right.

CHIEF OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS

Hello.

Oh, Sato.

I guess the Foreign Affairs Division

had an emergency meeting due to the Shanghai bombing.

Yes.

You must have your hands full.

You should be careful, though.

You're the inspector general's precious son,

yet you go around with a Joseon woman.

Chief of Police.

There's no need to be upset.

Even if she's just a worthless Josenjing,

it doesn't hurt to err on the side of caution.

All the more so in a place like the Government-General, with so many eyes…

on you.

So you're wary of some worthless Joseon woman.

You're the chief of police of the Government-General.

I guess today's news from Shanghai has made you quite nervous.

The opening ceremony will take place in the tube room on the first floor,

and the banquet will follow here.

-Can I try this? -Sure, go ahead.

I'll take four.

All right.

Thank you.

Business is slow, so I really appreciate you buying four.

-Thank you. -Sure.

KIM SEUNG-EOK, KIM MYUNG-NAM

How do I look, Dad?

My dear. You look absolutely lovely.

Sweetie, you're the prettiest girl in the world.

The prettiest of them all.

After reading the Prime Minister's congratulatory message and taking photos,

the Governor-General will proceed to the second-floor banquet hall.

Make sure he doesn't cross paths with the guests.

The foreign press may ask technical questions about the pneumatic tubes.

Be fully prepared.

Yes, understood.

Comb every inch of Jongno!

Find any trace of those bastards, by any means necessary!

-Yes, sir! -Yes, sir!

Get out of the way!

Get him!

Don't move!

Go inside.

Okay.

PNEUMATIC TUBE OPENING CEREMONY PROGRAM

You'll set off a bomb at the banquet?

No. You'll never get a bomb inside.

They'll search every single person thoroughly that day.

Sato Hideo's fiancée will bring the bomb in before the banquet.

His fiancée?

Yes.

He'll marry the daughter of the Joil Textile Factory president, Kim Seung-eok.

Young lady?

She looks so gorgeous.

Do you mean the beautiful lady?

She's Kim Myung-nam, a member of the Gugukdan.

She recently met the inspector general at the Government-General.

Apparently, that day,

she was exempted from the body search and bag inspection,

thanks to her status as Sato Hideo's fiancée

and the inspector general's future daughter-in-law.

A few days ahead of the banquet,

she'll go to the Government-General with herbal medicine for her fiancé.

There will be 30 packets of herbal medicine in her bundle.

The ones with the shorter string are the bombs.

Once she passes the security check,

can you take the bundle, pull out the bomb packets,

and hide them somewhere?

Yes.

Hanako.

The other day--

Are you sorry for yelling at me?

Yeah.

I'm sorry, Hanako.

That's okay.

Hideo, I'll leave your change of clothes here.

Your father told me to make preparations for your wedding in the summer.

From now on…

you don't have to bring those.

Why?

I don't want to wear them.

Hello? This is Interpreter Sato's office.

Over here.

Yes.

Hello, Ms. Kim.

This is the daughter of Joil Textile Factory's president

and Interpreter Sato's fiancée.

He recognized me from when I came here last time

to visit the inspector general with my father.

Oh my, really?

Well…

Yes.

What brings you here today?

Hideo has been so busy lately,

so I brought him some herbal medicine.

He's going to be thrilled.

I'm afraid he's at a meeting at the moment.

Would you like to wait in his office?

Sure.

All right. Let me…

Right this way.

Just a moment.

We need to search you and check your bundle.

Then I'll do it.

We'd have to wait for Ms. Abe,

who searches female staff in the mornings.

I'll take the bundle.

Let her through.

Here you go.

Sorry for the trouble.

Thank you.

I'll be sure to let the inspector general know

how accommodating you've been today.

I'd appreciate that.

Thanks for your help.

Thank you.

Kotaro, not that!

Why's there a dog?

I don't know. I've never seen it before either.

Was there a sniffer dog here?

We brought it in a little while ago.

We're taking extra security precautions after the Shanghai bombing.

I wonder why the sniffer dog is acting up…

It's the smell of the herbal medicine that's bothering it.

That makes sense.

Let's go already. I'm terrified of dogs.

Let's go.

Get the dog!

No, Kotaro! Stop!

Come on!

Kotaro, settle down!

So sorry.

That's…

a bomb detonator.

Why's it barking so much?

Oh my goodness!

Miss, your ring fell.

Oh no, my ring!

What's going on?

Mr. Sato!

Your fiancée brought you some herbal medicine.

He picked up the ring for you.

Don't show up out of the blue again.

Thanks, but I can't take that.

No, I insist. Please, take it--

No, please take it back.

Then, I'll take just this.

Something is off.

The dog is barking at you, Ms. Keum.

Maybe I put on too much ointment.

I've got quite a few bruises.

We'll have to search you.

Call Ms. Abe.

This way.

I put on the ointment you bought me, though.

And now

it's barking at me.

The dog must be a little agitated.

It seems so.

Yamamoto. Get the dog out of here!

Yes, sir!

Thanks, carry on.

Take care, then.

I see your meeting finished early.

Are you badly bruised?

-Sorry? -You said you used the ointment.

Yes, but I'm fine.

I've put on the ointment you got me.

I'll be better soon.

Where is it this time?

Let me have a look.

If you keep getting hurt, you might end up with scars.

Where is it?

Is it your wrist again?

No.

It's…

somewhere I can't show you.

I'd forgotten for a moment.

How could you be with him?

What are you doing

so close to me?

It's just…

you had some dust on you.

Why on earth do you keep seeing a man like that?

What?

He's abusive toward you, isn't he?

He's supposed to treat you like a princess.

Treat me like a princess?

Where did that come from?

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

That's weird.

Why's the ground moving?

Stay still!

Ms. Keum.

Ms. Keum, try to sober up.

-Keum Seo-hee-- -Keum Seo-hee?

But I'm not Keum Seo-hee.

No, I'm not.

Yeah, of course.

Ms. Lee Gae-ttong.

We're almost there.

Right.

It's that way.

No, not that way. This way.

Now, here.

Get on my back.

What?

I said, get on my back.

I don't want to.

What?

Hold me in your arms.

What?

I mean,

I want you to hold me like this too.

Like you did on the train.

Why?

You don't want to?

I'm having an affair with a married man.

So I guess I don't deserve to be treated like a princess.

That's not it…

Are you crying?

Just this once.

Please?

Come on, hold me.

Like a princess.

Prince.

I'm afraid I don't know what you mean by princess.

Now…

you remember.

No. I don't remember anything.

Yes, you do. You look like you remember perfectly.

No, I don't remember a thing, I swear.

You promised to grant me a wish if I remembered.

Why would I pass up that chance?

I mean it.

Fine.

I hope you never remember.

I'll definitely remember, so you'd better keep your promise,

Interpreter Sato Hideo.

Very well.

I'll be waiting.

You can't leave that American even though he mistreats you.

Is it really to keep this job?

My personal life is none of your business.

By the way, I heard you're getting married to that lady from earlier.

You two make a great couple.

Congratulations.

My marriage…

is none of your business, Ms. Keum.

Go home if you're done for the day.

LADIES' ROOM

That'll do.

There's no better place to hide a bomb than the ladies' room,

because hardly anyone comes in here.

Finally.

It all worked out.

My marriage

is none of your business, Ms. Keum.

It all turned out as it should.

It's got nothing to do with me.

My teacher is here.

Hi, Kkot-nim.

Have you been well?

Yes, but we don't have a lesson today.

You're right.

I just wanted to study with you, so I thought I'd stop by.

Kkot-nim, who's that?

He teaches me how to read hangul.

Teacher.

This is Geum-ok.

-Hello. -Hello.

You teach her how to read?

You scared me.

Could you read this letter for me?

My little brother went to Manchuria to find work.

The one who used to read for me is no longer here.

Could you read this for me, please?

Sure, I will.

I did open it.

I've tried to make sense of it, but I can't read.

What does it say?

Does it say he's coming back?

It's already been three years since he left.

It's about money…

Will he send me money?

He wants you to send him money.

Pardon?

I'm going to wring his neck.

Sorry, please forgive me.

Hey!

You got fired from your delivery job.

Then pull a rickshaw or something.

Or pick the pockets of those rich men in suits!

Forgive me, I'll do better from tomorrow--

Shut up!

Shut your mouth!

What do you think you're doing?

Are you okay?

Why would you beat him?

He's--

Hey, shut up and get lost.

Well, well, this young master

is sticking his nose into other people's business.

Or should I call you the son of the inspector general?

Don't be so surprised.

You're quite well-known around Gyeongseong.

Yet that idiot Lee No-ma

doesn't even know who you are.

He'd lose his damn mind whenever the Japanese are involved.

Funny how he even stands guard while you do your charity work.

Watch yourself, young master.

Plenty of idiots around here got crippled fighting for independence.

You don't want to draw their attention by poking around here.

What?

Do you think this is bullshit?

Some people around here are from Kyeam-ri.

What would happen if they saw you?

Wouldn't they want to burn you alive just the same?

What do you mean?

Burn me alive just the same?

Kyeam-ri, you know.

Don't you know what happened?

Ms. Keum.

-Are you going home? -Well, yes.

Come with me. There's an important update regarding the banquet.

CAMELLIA CLUB

I like you.

I like you,

Ms. Keum.

What was the important update?

Is the rumor true that Interpreter Sato is getting married?

-What? -Word's gotten around.

I heard his fiancée came to visit this afternoon.

Is he really getting married?

Yes.

A man like him deserves so much better than a Joseon woman!

If that's all, I'll get going…

Today has been

absolutely the worst day ever.

Earlier today,

a mouse fell out of the ladies' room's ceiling vent

and landed right on my shoulder.

I screamed and nearly jumped out of my skin.

I don't want to talk about it anymore.

Once they set a trap tomorrow, they'll catch the mouse eventually.

But Mr. Sato's marriage…

Today's been so awful for me, right?

Don't you think?

Yes.

I'd say so.

Hold on.

A mouse trap?

Yeah.

They'll have it set up first thing in the morning

inside the ladies' room vent.

In the vent tomorrow morning?

Yeah, early, before office hours--

I have an emergency at home!

Wait.

I'm sorry!

Ms. Keum!

What's gotten into her?

Oh no, Hideo!

RECORDS ROOM

Kyeam-ri.

GYEONGGI POLICE DEPARTMENT REPORT FILE

Kyeam-ri.

1919

Kyeam-ri.

Please.

I left something very important inside.

We can't allow it.

You need a permit to reenter the Government-General

after office hours.

But Ms. Yamada was allowed in without a permit.

I saw her when I was leaving work.

Ms. Yamada?

That's right.

So?

But you are…

a Josenjing.

Come back during office hours tomorrow.

But…

What's going on?

Ms. Keum from the Foreign Affairs Division is requesting reentry after hours.

Reentry, you say?

What did you leave behind?

The foreign press translation about the pneumatic tube opening ceremony.

Interpreter Sato said he'd go over it first thing tomorrow morning.

I meant to finish it at home.

Please. Allow me to go back in.

Fine.

You may come in.

Thank you.

On one condition.

Go through here.

Why?

You can't do it?

You want a favor, so show some respect as a Joseon person.

Come on.

Bonne soirée.

MAY 4, 1919, CHIEF OF SUWON POLICE STATION THE KYEAM-RI RIOT

KEUM SEOK-JUNG

You broke her leg?

You damn monsters!

KILLING OF 23 JOSEON PEOPLE AT KYEAM AND VILLAGE DESTRUCTION BY JAPANESE SOLDIERS

JOSEON PEOPLE'S 'NON-VIOLENT REVOLUTION' REPORT

STATEMENT OF LIEUTENANT ISHIKAWA

What do you think you're doing?

ISHIKAWA NOBUYUKI

So in the end, you chose to do something stupid.

Father!

Hold on, where should I hide this?

Not here.

Maybe here?

That's even riskier.

INTERPRETER SUZUKI HIROYUKI

Father.

Father.

Is this man, Ishikawa, really you?

Did you really…

kill 23 Joseon people in Kyeam-ri?

Did you shoot them,

set them on fire,

and behead them?

Really?

What is it you want to tell me?

Are you here to condemn me for killing Joseon people?

Father.

Do you remember

when I shot a Joseon boy in front of you, saying he was a pickpocket?

But you were the real pickpocket.

Did you ever challenge me for killing an innocent boy back then?

No, you never did.

Instead, you…

Go away.

Get out of here!

Will you come with me?

I'm asking if you'll become my son.

You took the hand I reached out to you.

You chose to become Japanese. No one forced you.

You changed your name to save yourself

and survived because an innocent child died in your place.

So why are you acting like a fool?

Is that Josenjing blood still running through your veins, Sato Hideo?

If you can't forget where you came from,

remember who gave you this life of luxury all this time.

However foolish you may be,

you should know you owe me some gratitude.

Mr. Sato.

How long have you been here?

That's…

Get out.

I said, get out of here, now!

Did you find that amusing?

I said I didn't know

whether to side with Joseon or Japan.

You think I deserve this?

Get out.

Get out of my sight right now!

Mr. Sato, listen.

At that moment,

I remembered everything.

I remember now.

I remember

what I said to you.

You know what?

Yes?

Would you let me call you

by your Joseon name?

Kim Tae-ung suits you

so much better than Sato Hideo.

May I call you that?

I'm asking you.

So…

please don't cry.

I'm asking you to grant my wish.

Don't cry,

Interpreter Kim Tae-ung.

100 DAYS OF DECEPTION

The day of the opening ceremony.

We'll retrieve the three bombs we've smuggled in

and make time bombs.

His name was Keum Seok-jung, wasn't it?

This one's a time bomb. You can make it out alive.

You'll be leaving tomorrow night.

Say that again.

What did you say?

I think it's time I gave this back to you.

I know my own name perfectly well.

You have your own path, and I have mine.

We each have our own path.

Hold on.

What's this here?

Subtitle translation by: Youji Kim