All language subtitles for Gaspar 2024-ENGCP

BASED ON THE NOVEL
"24 HOURS WITH GASPAR"

When you were born,

people seemed to be running
in the same direction.

But they keep stumbling into,
stepping on, and ignoring each other.

A direction not listed on the compass.

A direction not derived
from virtue or common sense.

A direction that apparently no one knows.

You were born at a time of mega-chaos.

BARTER GOODS

I've noticed you've been loitering
near that jewelry store for weeks.

A piece of advice.

If you want to rob that place,
just give up already.

The owner is dangerous.

A pious guy,

always justified in anything he does.

WAN ALI'S JEWELRY STORE

They then spun in circles,
went mad, and got greedy again.

You were born
during the age of shamelessness.

When you were born,

people didn't greet each other
like humans.

Each had their own representative
in the form of numbers or codes,

with which they could be anyone
but themselves

and meet anyone who did not exist.

Flesh to flesh no longer mattered.

Heart to heart is no longer true.

You were born in a time of falsehood.

When you were born,
people competed for a brighter future.

As if entitled to hold the infinite world
in their palms and fingertips.

They were joyful, astonished,
and forgot to blink or turn their heads.

Then they didn't realize
that they only saw a small dot

and forgot the rest of the vast universe.

You were born in a time of narrowness.

The National Security Agency,
through the National Guard,

urges the public
and gives them a guarantee,

to always use internet technology devices

to collect data, organize,
and facilitate information delivery.

Several activists
heavily criticized this appointment,

viewing it as an attempt
to tighten control over society

through digital devices.

Moving on to other news,

the 251 bodies found by the National Guard

in the six mass graves will be identified
by the State Forensic Service,

and the results
will be announced in 90 days.

Another news source stated
that the discovery of the mass graves

was not purely the work of the state,

but a collective effort of civil society.

Hey!

Don't break anything!

Do you know Fight Club?

Chuck Palahniuk?

You can also stay here.

You're free to fight like everyone else

or at least learn how to defend yourself.

See that lanky guy there?

He's a doctor.

Ask him to patch you up.

He can also give you an energy drink.

- What kind of energy drink?
- Warm water.

You looked pale this whole time.

LET'S MEET UP.
BEFORE MORNING. DISTRICT 7.

You're the one who found the mass grave?

A detective doesn't disclose their job.

I've found the black box.

I thought it was just a myth.

Sometimes we need myths to keep on going.

So it was just a myth?

I've seen it myself.
It's exactly as Babaji described.

I'm afraid you'll die

if that black box isn't just a myth.

What are you going to do?

Get that box?

I've been observing it.
I just need to confirm a few details.

The owner is too dangerous to face
without proper preparation.

Gaspar.

Teach me how to be a detective.

- Agnes von Kurowsky...
- My name is Afif.

I'd rather get hit with bricks,
than hear you call me Agnes.

Being a detective isn't an easy job.

Nothing's been easy ever since
people comment more than they read.

Yeah, whatever.

Don't move!
A criminal offense has been recorded.

Don't move!
A criminal offense has been recorded.

Don't move!
A criminal offense has been recorded.

Gaspar.

Should detectives always uphold the truth

and punish bad people?

According to Arthur Harahap's novels,

a detective doesn't always have to deal
with those major things,

like upholding the truth
or punishing bad people.

Will you stay a detective forever?

I haven't thought about it.

Why did you ask that?

If I were to disappear,
would you look for me?

When will you disappear?

I don't know.

Babaji once said,

"The act of seeking
gives humans a reason to live."

Before you came along,

Gaspar had no friends,

so he forced me to be his friend.

Look over there.

So you would look for me?

I guess so.

Gaspar, wake up!

How did I get here?

Who else can do this?

It's Cortazar, obviously.

You have a heart problem.

What are you talking about?

It's nothing new.

The device that helps your heart
has stopped working.

And if I don't?

How long?

Twenty-four hours.

My name is Gaspar.

My heart is on the right side.

Mean moms tell their kids
stories about me.

I don't have any parents.

I fell from the sky
and was raised by Babaji,

a storyteller who had traveled
half the earth to tell stories.

Back then,

the villagers of Govardhan foothill,

gave offerings to the god Indra

to bless them with rain.

Because Indra was getting arrogant,

Sri Krishna wanted to teach him a lesson.

He convinced the villagers

to stop giving Indra offerings

and start giving them
to Govardhan Hill instead.

Because the hill
was storing all the rainwater

when Indra didn't give any rain.

Indra, deprived of worship,

was angry and poured down rain
for seven days and nights.

WARNING
DO NOT SWIM IN THE OCEAN

Sri Krishna

then lifted Govardhan Hill
with his little finger

so the villagers

could shelter themselves
from the fierce weather

for those seven days and nights.

On the fifth day, Achal,

a farmer who sheltered under the hill,

found a buried black box.

What is that black box, Babaji?

It's a magic black box, Gaspar.

Why is it magical?

Well, because it can grant our wishes.

It can even find your parents

and bring them back together.

I don't want to find them.

So? What will you wish for?

A friend, Babaji.

Agent 368.

State your password.

I'll always find you, even if I forget.

We have confirmed
the death of the informant.

The report found that you,
the agent in charge,

did not follow security protocols

to instruct the informant
to leave the premises on time.

He sold his kid

for the sake
of business relations and power.

But when the kid got sick,

we were told
to take the kid home to this address.

HARTATI DIBYO CLINIC (MRS. TATI)

Perhaps you can start looking there.

I'm going to the hospital
to check my heart, as usual.

Kirana!

Can I come with you?

No need. Wait for me here.

I'll come back
and bring you new detective novels.

FOR SALE - DIRECT OWNER

Kirana is gone, Babaji.

Do you know where she went?

I was going to pick you up.

Don't bother.

I can come by myself.

Yeah.

I can see that.

I won't let you plan your own death.

Death could come at any time.

I won't bother planning it.

Can I help you?

It's my day off. No practice.

I'm here to see Dr. Hartati Dibyo.

His name is Ali bin Usam

bin Yasser al-Kindi.

People call him Wan Ali.

He married Maimunah, my younger sister.

You could say that Maimunah
is the only family I have left.

But we didn't get along.

She thought ill of me

for not approving their marriage.

But I really don't get it.

How could she love a man like him?

Luckily,

these days, she's kind enough
to let me stay here.

Back when Bachtiar S. Abdillah,
my husband, passed away,

he left me with so many debts.

I have no idea
how he could end up with so much debt.

Perhaps it's because
of his Facebook friend.

Before he died,

he met up with his Facebook friend.

So my house got seized.

Wan Ali and his family lived here before.

Someone powerful
gave him this place to manage.

That's why I get to live here.

I only need to pay
for electricity and water.

There are other expenses sometimes...

Why do you have so many light bulbs?

Bachtiar S. Abdillah, my husband,

left when I was buying a light bulb.

After I came back,

he never came home.

That's why I always buy
a light bulb in the hope that

when I come home…

he'll be here.

Lately, I also bought light bulbs

so I could have an excuse

to see Yadi.

That bastard, he never comes by anymore.

Near Wan Ali's jewelry store,

where Yadi works, there's...

So Yadi works in Wan Ali's jewelry store?

Yes.

- I haven't told you that?
- No.

So where was I?

It was when Wan Ali lived here before.

Okay.

Wan Ali and his family lived here before.

Someone powerful

gave them this place to manage.

Have I told you that?

Yes.

I'm telling you.

Don't cut me off when I'm talking.

So I don't have to start over.

Do Wan Ali and Maimunah have children?

Yes, they do.

Her name is Kirana.

What happened?

No, we're not there yet.

I tell stories in chronological order.

So where was I?

You were saying Wan Ali lived here before.

Right.

Wan Ali and his family lived here before.

Someone powerful
gave them this place to manage.

That's why, I…

NO MYSTERY IN THE EMPTY HOUSE
BY ARTHUR HARAHAP

Hello. I'm Kirana.

Welcome to Wan Ali's jewelry store,
where you can find all kinds of beauty.

Are you robbing us?

Don't try me.

This is no ordinary umbrella!

The bullet inside can rip your chest apart

and spatter out the worms
from your stomach.

You fool.

My love, relax.

I will protect you with all my might.

But this is just an umbrella, you fool.

Who's going to rob us?

There! That guy!

Wan Ali.

Do I know you?

We've met before. It was long ago.

But who doesn't know Wan Ali?

Even Madagascar can smell your gold.

Don't expect to take my stuff for free.

I'm looking for a wedding ring.

I know you have
the best collection of wedding rings.

Even though no one
believes in that anymore.

He's here to buy a ring,
and you call him a robber?

He looks more like a robber
than someone who'd commit to marriage.

What kind of ring are you looking for?

The shiniest one.

Cash?

Cash.

Can I choose the color of the box?

- What color do you want?
- Black.

What kind of person
would want a black box for a ring?

Ridiculous.

Our ring boxes are all red.

We used to have blue,
but they're out of stock.

That's a black box there.

Your wedding ring isn't as big
as a Vespa wheel, right?

Unless your future wife
is a jinn, a giant,

or an Indian elephant.

Who said the ring is for my wife?

That black box is not for sale.

We don't have a deal, then.

All because of the red box?

In 2025, when plague #36 spread,

some people close to the government
got the newest vaccine.

It was limited.

Everyone who got the vaccine, however,

had certain symptoms.

But it was effective.

He was one of them.

Kurawa. An ex-intelligence leader

who also gave information
about mass grave locations.

He said that
this guy had ties to the government.

Likely, the organ trafficking that he runs

is related to the clean-up operation

launched by the government
in recent years.

I thought that was just a rumor.

I asked Kurawa not to leave early

so I could ask him about those rumors,

but he was found dead last night.

The National Guard killed him.

I found that sample in his hand.

I don't mind doing all this crazy stuff.

Robbing a shop,
revealing our nation's crimes,

or even plucking out a sociopath's eyes.

But I have one condition.

I'll take care of Cortazar
if you die in 24 hours.

I didn't ask you to come.

But you were going to pick me up.

Consider that I volunteered.

Besides, you're dying,
so someone has to take care of Cortazar.

- The cheetah's spirit might kill you.
- I can control it.

What will you do now?

My name is Gaspar.

My heart is on the right side.

I will die in 24 hours.

But before that, I want my revenge.

Bastard!

BASTARD GUY

I want you guys to take part.

I'll die in 24 hours.

Cortazar will be hers.

This is your only chance
to change your life.

Don't try to make up a story
about dying in 24 hours.

We're not getting involved.

This is obviously another trick of yours.

A tiny centipede, a black box,
and a cheetah's spirit.

Everything is a made-up story
to amaze people around you.

Admiration will only make you weak.

But, Kik…

Cortazar is possessed by a cheetah spirit.

The original owner
made a pact with the spirits.

He gave his thumb as a sacrifice.

Tell her about the street racer's fate.

If that's not enough,

how about the legendary thief
who died getting run over by Cortazar?

I prefer the story
of how you named it Cortazar.

- Julio Cortazar.
- Julio.

- Julio Cortazar. He...
- Cut it out!

Three months ago, you left me.

Told me to go out with Njet.

Now you come here with her

and want us to rob a jewelry store.

All for that crazy obsession you have.

Wan Ali sold Kirana.

She was sold by her own father.

How do you know?

I investigated it.

That happened 23 years ago.

- How do you know it's true?
- I'm a detective.

You must know what we do by now.

Nonsense.

You should've known
that Achal and the black box story

are just improvised Vaishnavism legends

that Babaji told you
to get your mind off your parents.

It's all a lie.

And you're happy
living in a child's lie.

Tell you what.

What I'm about to do
is going to change your miserable lives.

You'd be able to live together,

have children, and feed them real food.

If you ever change your mind,

come to this address before 3:00 p.m.

You left Kik
and told her to go out with Njet?

You're a bastard.

Everyone is born a bastard.

Anyone who thinks otherwise is delusional.

She must've thought I was your new girl.

That's fine.

It's for her own good.

I'm sure you know
that the phrase "for your own good"

is never acceptable
when you leave someone.

I try my best to choose words
that won't hurt other people.

And fail each time?

I even tried not speaking to anyone
for a long time.

Because my words could hurt anyone,
no matter what.

Does Kik know about your heart condition?

You might just hurt her again.

Maybe.

So are we robbing that store

for that black box,

or because the owner sold his daughter?

Both.

Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four…

- That's...
- Gaspar.

Gaspar is a...

Detective.

I introduced myself earlier.

Yes! Gaspar is a detective.

I help him collect evidence.

What's he looking for?

The Campa Tiger tracks.

Roar!

- Come on!
- Let's go.

Gaspar!

Seven and eight.
One, two, three, four, five…

Kik…

If they come here,

tell them I'm not here.

Or else they'll take me.

I should've gone with Gaspar.

She may be your informant,

but are you sure about taking
this slow-motion grandma to a robbery?

She was okay the other day.

I don't like Wan Ali.

He had already taken

Maimunah and Yadi.

Now both of them are rude to me.

But I don't have any reason to rob him.

To me, he's a good man

for giving me a place to live.

After Bachtiar S. Abdillah died

and left me his debts…

Have I told you that?

You have. But listen.

Well…

Excuse me.

Bachtiar S. Abdillah, your husband,
never left you any debts.

He also didn't commit suicide.

What do you know?

This is the death certificate
of Bachtiar S. Abdillah.

Twenty-three years ago,

Bachtiar S. Abdillah and Wan Ali
started an antique business.

Bachtiar S. Abdillah's finances were fine,

but Wan Ali had just had a crisis.

One day, Bachtiar S. Abdillah
made a big mistake

by showing his most valuable possession.

What's so special about this box?

Some say,

this box holds
all the knowledge of this earth.

Some also say it brings fortune.

It could even hold
our most precious treasure.

I've proved it.

In the past year,

fortune has poured down on me
harder than rain.

How did you know I was here?

I got your address from Mrs. Tati.

She said you two were close before.

But she thought you had died.

My family thought so too.

Wan Ali will do anything
to get what he wants.

He even killed Bachtiar S. Abdillah,

the man who helped him out of bankruptcy.

He also took my kidney

and made me blind.

And what's even worse,

he made everyone think that I'm deranged.

Wan Ali made all that up.

He made it as if Bachtiar S. Abdillah died
after meeting up with his Facebook friend.

Wan Ali even took
all of Bachtiar S. Abdillah's wealth

and made it seem
as if he had left his wife in debt.

He bribed the emergency room physician

to make...

To make a death certificate of his own.

I'll ask Yadi to join.

He must know what Wan Ali has done.

You seem to have nothing to do.

WAN ALI'S JEWELRY STORE

How was your day? Good?

Yeah.

So you're buying a ring today?

No. It's a good day,
but not a good day to buy a wedding ring.

Just buy one already.

We need to push our sales.

It's been a while
since my wife and I got a bonus.

Well…

I don't understand

why Wan Ali still runs this store.

We rarely get customers.

Apart from staying over,

I don't think he has a reason
to keep the store anymore.

Sometimes, I think

he keeps the jewelry store open

so Nurida and I can keep our jobs.

Isn't he kind?

What's this tea called?

XD 11.

What a complex name for tea.

- But it makes my head feel lighter.
- Yeah.

Are you alone?

Yes. Nurida will be here after lunch.

- Wan Ali?
- What about him?

Where is he?

Why do you want to know?

I'm just asking,
and you just need to answer.

You sound like a detective.

That thing has
1,000 tourist destinations worldwide.

The updated version.

You can travel anywhere you like.

Yadi never gave me a gift like this.

He's too dumb

and broke.

I have to settle a score with Wan Ali.

You can't just pick a fight with him.

There's nothing you can do now.

In the worst case, Nurida might ditch you
for that old guy.

Wan Ali is mocking you.

He's disrespecting your wife
by using your poverty.

You must take revenge.

Time's up!

We bought a boat.

This place is done for.

Pleasure doing business with you.

GASOLINE IS GOLD

I knew you intended
to rob us from day one.

All of you will rob him.
I just want to get my revenge.

All of us? Who else is in?

HARTATI DIBYO CLINIC (MRS. TATI)

Njet.

- Should we take Gaspar's offer?
- Yes.

So you didn't want me to refuse him?

That's not it.

This place is sinking.

Our fuel supply is running out.
Besides, I want to live with you

and feed our children with real food.

- They were Gaspar's words.
- They were mine.

Gaspar only repeated them.

Kik.

You guys changed your minds?

Kik also wants revenge.

If your plan
is to fix my relationship with my mother,

I'd rather not be here.

We've never been on good terms.

She only ever thought of me
as a deviant child.

I know very well the type of parents
who don't love their kids.

Your mother isn't one of them.

You're stupid, broke, and a deviant.

Don't make it worse.
Or you might regret it.

This might be your only chance
to convince Nurida to stay.

Let's go.

Come.

You devil child.

Old lady, may I see it?

Who are you?

I'm not an old lady.

Can you check if this thing still works?

Here are two bullets.

If it does,
I will blow this kid's head off.

I think this plan is good,
but it's not perfect.

Bringing in my mom was the right move.

She died once.

So at least, if something bad
like death happens,

she can be our guide.

You devil child.

That's the first thing she said to me
after hearing about my father's death.

You are a devil child.

Anyway, I think this plan is good,

but not perfect.

If it's good, then it's enough.

I don't have much time left
to cook up the plan, Njet.

If it's just cooking water,
I can do it for you guys.

Enough about cooking water.

The important question is,

why are we robbing his place?

What makes us better than Wan Ali?

You're right for once, devil child.

Stealing is a sin.

It's not about who's better than whom.

We don't talk about morals
when it comes to people like Wan Ali.

The answer has been clear from the start.

I want revenge.

And all of you are too broke to refuse.

That's true. But still,

stealing is a sin.

Calling your own child a devil
is a sin too.

That's right.

But he really is a devil child.

This is your only chance to make him pay.

No more talking about sins.

Besides, how often
do you enjoy thinking about crimes

but are too afraid to act on them?

If there's nothing more to discuss,

let's think of fake names
for Mrs. Tati and Yadi.

Gaspar.

I know how to turn
this imperfect plan into a success.

I adjusted the barrel.

The effective range
is now up to 100 meters.

I added a scope.

Please deliver the item
immediately tonight.

The authority has granted access.

Hey, hobo! Eat this!

Wait.

No need to rush.

I've thought seriously
about what you said,

wanting to live with Kik.

At least that gives me peace.

Although I can't imagine
a happy life in poverty,

Kik's presence

gives me hope.

It's enough.

Happiness itself is a tricky concept.

Let alone happiness in poverty.

It's alright as long as you
and Kik don't eat dry batteries

to fill your stomach.

That's why I want you both to join.

If I die,

go to the boat where I live.

There is enough fuel for you both
to leave this place.

Will you really die tomorrow?

- Are you coming with me?
- I'll consider it.

You're insane.

But what if you don't die tomorrow?

What doesn't kill me tomorrow
will kill me the day after, Njet.

Now I get why you want to do this
before you die.

It's not death that scares you.

It's guilt.

That's why you need redemption.

The death of someone…

can be a convex mirror
for one to reflect on.

Especially for those who are alive.

It is right before your nose,

showing a distorted version of yourself.

Having a good memory before dying
in this day and age can be painful.

Or maybe it makes you excited.

Sometimes, I imagine,

I can face death with excitement.

Can you face death while dancing?

I want to fly

and be blown away.

Sounds dramatic.

This is for you.

You should live longer,

so you can feel my pain.

Now you guys look like a real family.

My name is Gaspar, I'm 34 years old.

My heart is on the right side.

I will die in a few hours.

Before I die, the gang and I
will rob Wan Ali's store.

Where's the key?

Open it.

What's there to steal?

It's all empty.

Where is everything?

Inside the safe.

Is it locked?

Open it.

Tati? Yadi?

I'm not Tati. I'm Pingi.

I'm Pongo.

What are you doing here?

Gaspar, you bastard!

Gaspar has a plan…

Gaspar has a plan…

Gaspar doesn't have a plan!

Out, now!

- Move!
- Hey!

You bastard! Damn you, Gaspar!

Hey!

I pointed a gun at Wan Ali.

- Did you see the bastard's face?
- But they're chasing us now.

This is so much fun!

Fuck!

Shit!

Gaspar! I found the tiny centipede.

I found it for you.

I always believed everything you said,

so I tried to find it.

Remember, Gaspar.

If I disappear, you have to find me.

If you still can't find me,

you can take a break.

But don't forget to look for me again.

Promise?

What Kik said was right.

It's all just my stupid obsession,
and it makes others suffer.

Finish what you started.

I'll go there alone.

That wasn't the deal.

You sure you'll die today?

No one expected me to live this long.

Go away!

Who sent you?

Who?

You want a wedding ring, right?
We can talk nicely.

I don't need a wedding ring, damn it!

Guys!

They're bad people.

They use their power to make us all poor.

Beat them up to your heart's content!

You sold your daughter.

You killed her!

You…

You took away my only best friend.

So,

you're that lonely little boy.

The little boy who was raised by a driver.

What did you do to Kirana, you bastard?

Bastard!

You bastard!

FOR SALE - DIRECT OWNER

Remember.

Nothing is more dangerous
than a story that forces you

to believe
that good can always defeat evil.

Such stories
will make you stupid and ignorant.

Good people do bad things

and reason that it's for the greater good.

There will always be
a justification for that.

We have lived long enough in despair.

Forced to witness
the incessant debate about good and evil,

without ever figuring out how to end it.

Secretly accepting the reality
that the world has become too desolate

and frightening.

Anyone could be led to believe
that this is the end of humanity.

Hope is a rare commodity
that must be stolen.

Even though you can't force it,

there's nothing wrong
with believing in it again.

There's always
a second chance on this earth.

Because love could be true

and happiness could come true.