All language subtitles for THE SYMPATHIZER S1E03-ENGCP

What is it?

I just wanted to make sure.

'Bout what?

About Dumpling.

Why would you bother coming
all the way here just for this?

Do as you see fit.

You know what is to be done.

The F-6.

The Grim Reaper.

It was horrifying to learn

that my friend was a trained assassin

who had killed dozens
of our comrades.

But honestly

it was also a relief.

I wasn't the only one
who'd been lying all these years.

And I could use his expertise.

Wait, I can help with that.

Fuck!

Yeah.

Black pudding.

"Black pudding"?

And what brings you here
out of the blue?

I just thought I'd drop by.

'Kay, we might need to add
another ground rule.

No surprise visits.

You look nice.

You're not too shabby yourself

for someone just "dropping by."

Have you ever been
to a longevity celebration?

No.

But did I maybe see one
on an episode of Star Trek?

You want me to go with you?

If I do say yes

how will you introduce me
to other guests?

Why do I feel that however I answer,
I'm doomed?

This isn't a trap.

Come on, baby, relax.

You're far too tense sometimes.

True, I agree

but does that mean
you're coming with me?

Call you tonight.

Heartbreaking.

Are you...

are you following me?

No, no. This is pure coincidence.

Hence my astonished expression.

I didn't know you had a dog.

Oh, this thing.

Yeah, it's a good prop.

Nobody pays much mind

to a homosexual
walking his foofoo dog.

Are you a homosexual?

I'm whoever I need to be.

Just like you.

Is he CIA-issued?

Oh, let's just say
he's susceptible to suspicion.

Speaking of which

any leads on
the General's suspicions?

Did your man in Saigon
turn up anything worth looking into?

Quell the General's anxieties, stat.

Tell you why.

Because we need him.

But now he's just
an impotent clown, isn't he?

Yeah, but he's still the king.

A clown with a crown.

So stop your waffling, get out there

and get me some goddamn proof.

It would also serve you well.

Remember

you're the one who brought up
this candy business

in the first place.

Unwrap a few treats
for the General to suck on.

Proof?

We could just call the Major
the "Yellow Flag"

rough him up a little.

But what are we gonna do
if he flat-out denies it?

Keep in mind, this is America.

If only we were still in Vietnam

where you could torture
civilians with impunity, right?

Am I really supposed
to pick that up now?

Well, a civic-minded
homosexual would.

Christ. You're right.

Oh, no... don't eat it now. Christ.

Look, what if
I can't turn up any proof?

Well, then you move on
to the next guy

and the next guy, and the next guy,
and the next after that

until you figure somethin' out.

And one more thing.

Can you do somethin' with this?

Let's go.

Ignoring the fact that patience

is the spy's number one virtue

I decided to ask Man one last time.

The Major was an innocent man

or as innocent
as anyone in that army.

And still, no directive from Man

on whether or not I should kill

the Major.

I started to wonder

if it was a silent "no"

or a silent "yes."

Fuck it.

Hey, hey.

It's a new world here.

You can go anywhere

climb to any heights

as long as you make money first.

And in America

we don't have to stay
just a chink and a bastard.

And if you fully commit to this land

you become fully American.

But if you don't

you're just a wandering ghost

living between two worlds

forever.

Sound wisdom.

"Embraced in the arms
of the man I was meant to kill

I suddenly thought about his mother."

Are you sure you guys are refugees?

You know Asian families.

Từ xa thấp thoáng muôn tà áo tung bay

Nếp sống vui tươi nối chân nhau
Dến nơi này

Saigon đẹp lắm, Saigon ơi! Saigon ơi!

I wonder how he scraped up
enough for all this.

- Ms. Mori?
- Monsieur.

Phố xá thênh thang đón chân...

One moment, I'll be right back.

Saigon đẹp lắm, Saigon ơi! Saigon ơi!

Tiếng cười cùng gió
Chan hòa niềm vui say sưa

- Ôi đời đẹp quá, tràn bao ý thơ
- Betrayal.

By whom?

Isn't it obvious?

The Major?

- Một tình yêu mến ghi lời hát câu ca
- How dare she humiliate her father

in front of all our people?

And how dare the Major permit her

to whore herself out on stage?

Saigon đẹp lắm, Saigon ơi...

I wouldn't be suffering
this humiliation

if you had just done
your fucking job already.

I thought I should be generous

and let him celebrate
his mother's 80th.

"Generous"?

You think you're in a position
to grant such generosity?

Thank you. Thank you.

Okay

could everyone please
find their assigned seats?

Lana.

Not the schoolgirl you once knew, hm?

Well... congrats.

Looks like today's also
your graduation from living as...

"someone's daughter."

And you?

You graduated from
"someone's aide-de-camp"?

I hope so.

You have a wonderful voice.

Thank you.

This is the General's daughter.

I mean, Lana.

And this is my boss.

I mean, my girlfriend, Ms. Mori.

Sofia.

Come on, let's have a drink.
It's a party, isn't it?

I'll come with you.
What are you having?

Margarita?

Sure, if you can find one.

- Sonny.
- Sofia.

A Green Beret who served
alongside us for four years

and who still fights for
our people today

in the halls of the US Congress.

Please welcome our friend

Congressman Ned Godwin!

Holy shit.

Napalm Ned himself.

Thank you. Thank you, Major.

Did I interrupt your introduction?

I apologize.

Just take a look at the card there.

"Welcome, Congressman.

Your commitment to our people

is as clear as the scars
on your hand."

This old thing?

These wounds are nothing

compared to the scars
inflicted on your homeland.

It is a true honor to be here
with you today

to celebrate the longevity
of this wonderful Vietnamese lady.

And please accept this gift

as a symbol of the fellowship
between our two countries.

You know,
when I was fighting the Viet Cong

this handcrafted American blade
was the best ally I had.

It saved my lily-white ass
more than once.

It's bad luck to gift
a Vietnamese person a knife.

They sever relationships.

What a dickwad.

No, this is a... this is a gift.

Hold this right here.

You know, looking out
at your proud faces today

it reminds me of something
dear to my heart.

The great promise of America.

The promise of the American Dream.

The promise that America is
the land of freedom and independence

land of heroes

who will not relent
in the cause of helping our friends

and smiting our foes.

One day,
America will stand tall again

and it will do so

because of courageous
immigrants like you.

And on that day, in gratitude

America will hear your plea.

America will offer its assistance.

And on that day, General Trong

who fought bravely at my side
in the Northern Highlands

listen well

the land you have lost
will once again be yours.

Long live Vietnam!

- Communism never wins.
- Long live Vietnam!

- Capitalism will triumph.
- Long live Vietnam!

Long live Vietnam!

Long live Vietnam! Long live Vietnam!

- Long live Vietnam!
- Long live Vietnam!

- Long live Vietnam!
- Long live Vietnam!

America! Vietnam!

America! Vietnam!

Machine gunnist, hey. Cheers.

Inspiring words, Ned.

Well, they have the added benefit
of being true.

And the generous gift of
your personal knife.

Oh, no... that's just a...

It's a good replica.

Congressman

this is the young man
I was telling you about.

He's my Chief of Communications.

As you can see, he is of mixed race.

Oh, yeah.

Let me introduce my twins.

Spinach, because of that
American Popeye cartoon.

Popeye eats spinach
and become all-powerful.

And then,
Broccoli just come naturally.

Strength and health!

This country isn't for the weak.

Your business, let me in.

They are cute, right?

Why?

You know what was funny
about the speech back there?

I have a feeling
you're about to tell me.

Freedom and independence

democracy.

That's similar to the slogan
the Communist Party uses.

A slogan is an empty suit.

Anyone can wear it.

Hey, I like that. Mind if I use it?

Your friend, he's interesting.

He seems proud to flirt
with the graffiti underground.

- He's not my friend.
- Okay, everybody here?

Can someone
turn that mirror ball off?

Spinach, Broccoli, cheese!

- Smile.
- Cheese!

The Americans showered our people

with the American candy.

They got us hooked on the stuff.

So, you box up the expired candy

and then that guy ships them to...

Hong Kong.

And our guy in Kowloon
disguises the packages

as the North Korean-donated
school supplies.

Right.

Then, he ships them on to Saigon.

No one is going to touch
the donated school supplies

from a fellow socialist ally.

You should put one of these
on your bumper, too.

- Thanks.
- Hey.

Look at us!

A pair of real Americans!

And next weekend,
we are gonna celebrate

our first Independence Day
in America.

I heard it's a real party.

And this year, even bigger

because it's one year
before the Bicentennial.

There will be no sky

just fireworks!

Fireworks.

A Chinese invention, of course.

Major.

Hey!

That funky smell.

Thank you.

Is it Halloween or something

like, wearing costume
and handing out treats?

You look like you're full white now!

That way.

Has my business
made the General angry?

Tell him I'll cut him in.
Fifty-fifty.

I told you not to turn around.

When?

Forty-sixty.

Okay, like, 20-70.

The remaining ten goes to you.

- Turn around.
- You said don't turn around.

Just do what I say, for fuck's sake!

Fireworks are over.

Hello?

It's done.

Good.

Can you write a eulogy for me?

Sir?

They'll be holding a funeral soon

and I have a feeling

that they'll ask me to give a eulogy.

I mean, who else?

Try it.

Just like the good old days.

Good night.

Allow me to introduce

our wiliest adversary.

You heard about the dual-bomb attacks

in Bình Dương? Yeah?

They used a modified wristwatch
as the triggering device?

You're talkin' about
a double-detonation kill

and then a second kill
on the rescuers?

You mean The Watchman?

That was his country nickname
when he was a solo act.

But now he's the leader of a band

churning out hits
with such perfect timing

we know he has an inside ear.

Certainly not how I imagined him.

Yep, we played
over a hundred different songs

to see which spiked his adrenaline.

As a consequence, we've been
blaring this particular ditty

for the past five days nonstop.

Now, funny thing, these commies

they'd rather listen to a wet fart
than country music.

But he hasn't said a word.

We made affairs
mighty miserable for him

but he won't budge.

That's why you're here.
Get in there. Do something.

You'll need to be creative
to crack him.

Come dance with me.

You know, that song is too cruel

for someone innocent
until proven guilty?

Hey, you Yankees in there!

You hear that bullshit?

We yellow-faces are guilty
until proven innocent.

Otherwise, why would your people
shoot us first

and ask questions later?

You Americans believe
that we yellow-faces are evil

from the time we are formed
in our mothers' wombs.

We spring out as fully formed VC.

Obviously,
I can't authorize your release

but I can certainly make
your stay here more hospitable.

Play you a communist
revolutionary song.

Get you a parrot to talk to.

Some bougainvillea, maybe.

Birds.

Flowers.

Fuck off.

Those CIA butchers out there?

They have a torture manual.

- Do we?
- It's as intricate and precise

as one of those fine Swiss watches
you like so much.

Everyone talks eventually.

Now...

we know you've placed moles

within our ranks.

And you're going to give them up.

Why put it off?

Why wait until the Americans
have electrocuted your balls

with a thousand volts?

You know the CIA's nickname
for a prisoner's penis

that's been through that process?

"The electric eel."

You're going to pray for death

while it's happening.

And you'll have betrayed
every comrade

and everything you once believed in

and you'll still be alive.

You'll feel so guilty

that you'll pray for death
all over again.

I know what I want.

If you grant me this request

I'll tell you what you want to hear.

Yes.

The food here...

well...

frankly...

it's fucking terrible.

So, I just want some boiled eggs
for breakfast tomorrow.

Hard-boiled eggs.

Would...

three be enough?

Isn't this the part
where you get a medic?

Oh, yeah.

Don't just do somethin', stand there!

Come on!

I think it's too late.

Let's go.

Let's go! Let's go!

We lost him.

Crafty bugger.

He knew if he peeled it

it'd be too smooth
to stick in his throat.

What?

It's not dirty.

Oh, no, the... the shell provides
a perfectly hygienic seal.

Can a question
also double as an order?

Even if it can

it holds no power

after the deed is done.

I laughed a long time

when I read the message from Man

because that's the exact question
I'd asked myself a thousand times.

Only difference was that mine
was now in the past tense.

Was it necessary?

Should I drive you home, sir?

You see that hump
in the tree over there?

That bird's nest-looking thing?

Did you know that that hump
is chock-full of rats?

It's a rat's nest.

Fuck!

I fuckin' hate rats!

It pretends to be clean

but this city is filthy.

"Love it or leave it!"

It's clever.

Racially motivated crime
on the Fourth of July.

Very clever.

But you know what, my friend?

You are a bit twisted.

Well, everything twisted about me,
I learned from you.

You got the right guy.

We found a letter
in one of his candy boxes.

The cipher was so rudimentary

our boys at Langley cracked it
in about 20 minutes.

And what'd the message say?

He was on to you.

There you go.

How do you know "him" means me?

Well, remember at the liquor store

we told you how someone
pegged you for a spy?

Guess who?

What a fool.

He pegged the guy we trust most.

Welcome to the world of spycraft!

One more round, then we're good.

Ridiculous, right?

Who is this? I like it.

Give it a shot.

That's The J.B.'s.

My protégé, you're coming along
very nicely, very nicely.

- Thanks, Claude.
- Yep.

So where are we going?

On to the next harbor on your voyage.

It's just begun.

You can't just work
for the General forever.

It's time for a bigger assignment.

- Marco, table one. Yeah?
- Yes, right this way.

This is the natural habitat

of the most dangerous creature
on Earth.

A white man in a suit and tie.

Welcome to the steakhouse.

The quintessential
American institution.

But your job today

is to be quintessentially Vietnamese.

Here you go, sir.

It turns out the professor inspired
our friend's next project.

Actually, he read an article of mine
in The New Republic.

It was about the first forays
of the Green Berets

into the Highlands
and he's latched onto it...

Yeah.

They say imitation
is the highest form of flattery.

I wouldn't mind
a bit of compensation...

Then he comes on strong,
makin' all kinds of demands

about hardware
that I can provide, you know

'cause of my relationship
with the National Guard.

Trucks, tanks...

Who does he mean by "he"?

Thank God I'm here.

- How's everyone doin'?
- Right this way.

- Fashionably late, huh?
- Thanks. All is good, I trust?

Our sacred Allied Force.

So you're my Vietnamese guy?

Excuse me

- who are you?
- Really?

- First words out of his mouth?
- You don't know who he is?

Nicos Damianos.

You never heard of The Combination?

And The Combination 2.

Oh, sure.

You know... No.
He... he knows the movies

- just... just not your face, right?
- Yeah...

Okay, but, for starters,
have you seen the movies?

The first? About a... quarter?

So you got bored, you walked out.

What? You thought it was garbage?

- What are ya, a critic?
- Air raid warning.

Evacuated the cinema.

I liked what I saw, though

so don't tell me the ending.

Look at him guzzlin'.

Hammer's gettin' hammered over here.

- Take it easy, buddy.
- Despite my best judgment

I like this kid.

He's plucky. Are you plucky, kid?

Oh, he is wildly plucky.

How deep does it go?

The pluckiness?

No, your blood. How deep?

'Cause what I'm lookin' for
is a hundred percent "gook."

You know, and you look,
pardon my French, a tad diluted.

Dinner and a show. Well...

Captain, we were hopin'
you'd help us.

By helping his new movie.

To ensure its cultural integrity.

- Yeah, yeah. What he said.
- To act as an interpreter of sorts.

A mediator between the two worlds

Oriental and Occidental.

The General speaks so highly of you,
Captain, you know

a half-and-half who will give 100%
to do whatever is necessary.

Right now, what seems necessary

is to demand an apology
for the insult I just received.

Cool your jets, kid.

There's no apology comin'

but I am gonna give you
the opportunity

of your fuckin' life.

I'll take an opportunity
over an apology eight days a week.

Doesn't sound like such a bad deal.

Looks like we just
sealed the deal there.

Come on. Calm down.

Cheers. Start with a test drive.

Is there at least a script
I could read first?

But don't start readin' it now.
You won't be able to put it down.

I'm tellin' you, it's genius.

Hey, gents,
who feels like somethin' sweet?

- Club Room?
- Oh, right.

Yeah, yeah. Okay.

Never a bad idea.

You and me against the world

Sometimes it feels like

You and me against the world

And all the others turn their backs
And walk away

But that you can count on me to stay

Remember when
The circus came to town?

Oh, dude.

That's no way to treat a lady.

Come here, sweetheart, we got you.

Didn't you learn any finesse
from your French father?

He was French, wasn't he?

Welcome aboard.

Me against the world

Sometimes it feels like you and me...

Three lines into The Hamlet

and I was back in my hamlet as a boy.

I could hear the bamboo
rustling in the wind.

And I was home.

One of us is left to carry on

Remembering will have to do

- Our memories alone
- And cut, print, perfect.

- Will get us through
- Reset, rolling...

- and action.
- Think about the days

Of me and you

- Love it or leave it.
- You and me against...

The world