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In 1997...
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...the country went bankrupt.
People were driven out onto the streets...
and my family moved far away.
South Korea?
I'm never going back to that fucking country.
CAPITAL OF COLOMBIA
We'll be doing an inspection.
Hey, Sergeant Park!
No, I'm not at Gimpo. I'm at El Dorado.
Yeah, this place is really far.
Give me the address first.
Your bag. Hold onto it.
Calle? How do you spell that?
Sir, allow us to search you.
You don't think I'll be able to get a cab? Come on, it's an airport. Yeah?
Look over there. They're beating people up.
No!
It looks like there's been an accident.
They must be dead.
We won't be here for long. Everything's ready.
Just trust your old man.
Let's think of this place as a tollgate.
A tollgate to the US, okay?
Colombia.
My geography textbook briefly described this place
as the land of coffee.
Once our visa is sorted, we'll go to the US.
Kook-hee, you trust your old man, don't you?
And you know the saying, "Assarabia Colombia!"
Stop it!
Piss off! You'll scratch it!
- I'll clean it well. - You should ask first!
- You'll scratch it! - Eat shit and die, asshole!
They don't listen.
A scratch will get me in trouble! Look at that.
- What was that? - Hey, not my bag!
He's got a gun! A gun!
Asshole, give me the bag! Give it to me!
- Our life savings! - Are you trying to get me killed?
Give it to me!
- No! - He's got a gun!
Mom, he's holding a gun! Just let go!
No! Hey, my bag!
Hey, Kook-hee!
Police!
Kook-hee!
Are you nuts?
Kook-hee! It's dangerous!
Kook-hee!
Hey, you son of a bitch!
Hey!
You son of a bitch!
ACHIEVING THE COLOMBIAN DREAM WIDE AWAKE
Put it back up.
- Don't touch anything. - Now.
Sergeant Park!
How can you do this to me?
At my age, Father was sent to fight in the Vietnam War.
He said he nearly died countless times in Vietnam
and that a subordinate whose life he saved
made it big in Colombia.
He said the guy would help us if we went there.
Impressive.
He told us to trust him.
Come on.
Sergeant Park.
We're comrades who shed blood together, aren't we?
What?
I almost died because of you. Have you forgotten?
Don't you remember?
That running nearly killed me.
- Forget it. - No, that was...
What am I even doing here? Seriously.
Hey, son.
Yeah, you.
Around here, you can't chase someone who robs you.
That's how you get into trouble.
This isn't Korea.
SAN ANDRESITO MARKET
Afternoon!
Diana, have you been well?
Of course, you?
- Have a good day. - Thanks.
Hey. Keep going, family.
The Koreans in San Andresito Market
sell clothes brought in from Pyeonghwa Market.
To get the goods on time,
they need connections in Colombia's corrupt customs department.
...nothing like in Seoul...
They see Sergeant Park as family. His father-in-law worked in customs.
Why are you skipping the retreats?
Anyone bringing in goods from Korea had to stay on his good side.
That's how he became the Korean businessmen's leader.
Guess what? He wants lower rent.
I'm keeping an eye on you.
- Sergeant. - Hey, Miguel!
Father!
People here don't care about what you used to do.
- Hello, sir. - Yes, hello.
I could no longer believe Father's claim
that Sergeant Park owed him one from the Vietnam War,
but I had no trouble believing that he had made it big here in Bogotá.
So this is...
your wife?
This isn't Korea. She's the boss here.
Don't smoke in the shop.
Mrs. Park, thank you. I mean, boss.
He's too old.
- It's fine. - Huh?
No, wait!
No, Lucia!
He's the one who will work.
Okay? Not him.
He's the one who will work here.
You work for me.
Okay?
I'll do it.
I'll work here.
You, work.
Work here, hard.
- Work... - That's it.
- Here. - Good.
Another one.
Very good!
Excuse me! Sorry.
I am Korean.
I am Korean.
"She's prettier than Maria."
Watch out!
- Kook-hee! - Yes!
Ten more polka dots!
Quickly!
Ten more!
Okay, I'll quickly--
Nobody move! You sons of bitches!
Let's go! Out of the way!
My mom also started working again.
She worked at a sewing factory until she was 19,
met my dad there, and married him.
She hates to think about those days,
but she's back to sewing again.
Father ran a small factory and had a lot of debt
that gradually snowballed.
But he said it wasn't his fault.
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He said it was Korea's fault.
"Get lost"? Who do you think you are?
He became more bitter after coming here,
and he grew more distant from the other Koreans.
They're all bastards who fled Korea after causing trouble there.
Stop it.
Be careful around those Korean bastards, okay?
Please just stop. For Kook-hee's sake, if nothing else.
Stop, you son of a bitch!
Let's go! Out of the way!
The 20th century comes to an end, making way for the 21st.
Kook-hee!
Kook-hee!
Wanna try this?
It's fucking dope!
I can't do drugs.
I need to be able to go back to Korea at any time.
He wants a convoy there when it isn't even rebel territory?
Armed security is so fucking expensive!
Frankly, you're not even going to check if there's armed security anyway.
That bastard Soo-young always comes up with great excuses.
We need to get someone, anyone, to keep an eye on him.
Are you frustrated? Then why don't you go over there?
Yeah, that should do it, right?
Rebels or customs, you can deal with them all. How about it?
Why are you bringing me into this?
Because you're my nephew.
For fuck's sake.
What I'm saying is
you need someone you can trust, Uncle!
Hey, don't.
- These disrespectful bastards! - Father.
- Let's go, Father. - Hey!
Father.
- Are you okay, Father? - Yeah.
That bastard pushed me!
You know who I am, punk?
Hit me.
Go on and hit me.
Kook-hee, don't.
Hit me. Go ahead.
Hit me hard.
Yeah, hit me hard.
- Emilio! - Hard!
How much will be enough?
So you just turned 22?
An early birthday.
An early birthday?
I have an early birthday too.
I was your exact age when I came to this country.
After the military, I took every penny I saved in Vietnam,
went to Pyeonghwa Market to buy all the lingerie,
like women's bras and panties, and brought them all to Colombia.
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