Gongdong Gyeongbi Guyeok JSA (J.S.A.: Joint Security Area) Page #3

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Commie bastards!

You don't need to rub it,

just wipe it on with this.

Take them off.

First, shake it well like this.

Then you just spread it on.

This is how you do it. Like this.

Then after it dries, do it again.

Alert! Alert!

Hey! Hurry up over there!

Move your asses!

At 02:
35,

we obtained word that

Northern troops are massing

along the entire border.

We're at DEFCON 3.

Hey!

You chicken?

Keep your cool, okay?

Just think of it as

shooting off a round.

That's all it is, alright?

Sung Shik.

Let's not go over anymore.

It'll be Jung's birthday soon.

And you're almost out.

We should at least say goodbye.

After I'm out,

don't ever go there alone.

Got it?

Brother, that day...

Was the North really

going to attack?

How should I know?

The Yankees were about to bomb us.

We supposed to just sit there?

So don't make any

nuclear arms or missiles.

Hey, do I make them?

Why are you getting angry?

Stop talking about war.

Everyone just write

a letter to your parents.

And one to Soo Jung, too.

If war really broke out,

would we have to

shoot each other, too?

How about we write each

other certificates or something?

"We hereby certify that Nam

Sung Shik served the republic.

Signed, Sergeant Oh Kyung Pil

and Private Jung Woo Jin."

Something like that.

That's good idea!

Right!

What a waste of time.

If the Yankee bastards

play their war games,

we'll be obliterated.

Zero.

Three minutes into the war, both

countries would be destroyed.

A total wasteland.

Don't you get it?

I see.

Man, this song reminds me of my mom.

Tell me,

Why did this singer

have to die so young?

Hey!

Let's have a toast...

to singer Kwang Suk.

[exchanging address]

What?

Oh, nothing.

Hey, squeeze in.

Perfect.

Aren't you going?

We have to go.

Let's go.

Hey dummy.

I taught you once,

and you still can't do it?

No matter what,

I can't get it to shine.

Let me see.

A soldier's has to get

it right the first time.

I can't do this for you forever.

Oh, wait.

Happy Birthday.

Thank you, comrade.

Brother!

Oh...damn!

You're crying!

I can't help it.

I have something

for you guys, too.

What?

Where'd it go?

What is it?

What the hell did you eat?

Hey, open the door. Open it!

Yes.

-Yes.

What?

Why does he want to postpone

the cross-examination?

Then tell this to General Pyo.

Whether Private Nam takes a leap,

or Sergeant Lee falls

not shock, it's not my concern.

I don't have time to

pamper the suspects.

Understand?

Here are your depositions.

Read it and tell me if you

want to change anything.

Oh! I'm sorry.

This is correct.

Yes.

You recognize this?

It's the crime scene.

Lieutenant Choi Man Soo.

Sergeant. Oh Kyung Pil.

And Private. Jung Woo Jin.

How many Southern

soldiers attacked the post?

Only one.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

Alright.

This is Sergeant Lee Soo-Hyuk.

Do you recognize him?

A Southern puppet.

What is this?

What's going on here?

This is another soldier presumed

to have been at the scene.

He's in a coma, so

he couldn't make it today.

Presumed?

With what evidence?

During his interrogation, when told

he would take a lie detector test,

Private Nam attempted

suicide on the spot.

We have no choice but to

consider this as a confession.

Therefore, I propose we start

the investigation all over again.

We didn't come here to

listen to your stories.

Please, stop!

You son of a b*tch!

You capitalist bastard!

You know how long I've waited for this?

Damn puppet!

You know how long?

Take your hands off!

I'll show you the power of our republic!

You capitalist pig!

Son of a b*tch!

Traitor to the people!

- Yankee puppet!

- Sergeant Oh!

Long live the Chosun Labor Party!

Our honored leader...

Long live Supreme Commander Kim Jong-Il!

I'm sorry to make you come.

I know you're still ill.

This states my dismissal from the

JSA case from midnight tomorrow.

I heard about your father.

So you heard my father was

a North Korean general?

How does that make you feel?

Like a friend.

I still have a bruise,

but you're clean.

Your grip must be stronger

than Sergeant Oh's.

Alright, the real show starts now.

Watch carefully.

As soon as I met Soo Jung,

I knew I had seen her face before.

And it wasn't hard to

figure out who she was.

This is a picture drawn

by Private Jung.

And this...

This picture was found

on Private Jung's body.

If the missing bullet

broke Private Nam's alibi,

then this missing face

proves that the four soldiers

must have been friends.

So?

These are two completely

different reports.

Which one I submit is up to you.

If you tell me the truth,

I won't leave any of this information for

my successor.

Is that a threat?

It's a deal.

I don't care whether

I go to jail or get a medal.

So what can you offer me,

if I tell you the truth?

Someone you tried

to protect till the end...

Sergeant Oh's safety.

Comrade Choi, please calm down.

I'll explain everything.

What's going on here?

Please, put the gun down.

You too, Soo Hyuk!

You bastard!

I put you on guard and you

screw around with these puppets?

Arrest them now!

They came here to discuss

coming to the North.

I'll take care of everything.

Hey, Jung Woo Jin!

This is a direct order.

These scumbags are our enemies.

Disarm them now.

Shoot them!

I'll take full responsibility.

Don't move!

Do what I say now,

and I'll overlook

this treasonable act.

Do it now!

Comrade Oh, I'm sorry.

Soo Hyuk.

Put your gun down.

There's no other way.

No way.

I'll help you come to the North.

You can live with us

okay?

Alright?

Put the gun down first

and we'll talk.

F*** that!

You know better. This

a**hole can't be trusted.

You said it yourself,

that he's an ambitious prick.

He'll kill us both and say we

infiltrated enemy territory.

I promise I'll protect you.

You still don't trust me?

Sung Shik, you trust me.

Talk to him.

Could this be a trap?

Soo Hyuk, brother!

You remember when Comrade Oh

saved you from the mine?

Don't you?

Please put the gun down, okay?

F*** it!

F*** this 'brother' sh*t.

We're enemies, after all.

You said I was chicken, right?

Fine, see if I can kill

this bastard or not.

Just watch.

Hey, Soo Hyuk!

We're all going to die this way.

Let's start over.

Put your guns down together.

You too, Woo Jin!

Just put them down.

Down.

Something's not right.

Listen to me.

Say you were kidnapped

and then escaped.

You were never here.

Got it?

Now go.

There's no time!

Go.

Soo Hyuk...

Who the hell's that?

He looks like one of ours!

Get down!

Soo Hyuk! Soo Hyuk!

Cover us!

You bastards!

Hurry up!

Hold your fire!

Cease fire!

So that's how Private Jung

ended up dying on his birthday.

I don't think about the dead.

Do you think you can forgive

Private Nam and Sergeant Lee?

May I have one?

If this had happened

at a Southern post,

I would've shot first.

I heard you're being discharged.

How does it feel

to leave Panmunjom?

Sgt. Lee is being sent

to Yongsan Hospital today.

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