The King and the Clown Page #3

never stops at your house.

That is not so, Your Majesty!

Then you perhaps?

A retinue of over 100 virgins

on your trip to Pyongyang?

Never, Your Majesty!

So it's you then?

How now!

Spill the cup given by the King?

Forgive me, Your Majesty!

Forgive you for what?

Even your sentry

demands bribes, I hear.

So, my wine is not good

enough for you?

Have mercy, Your Majesty!

I grew up

in poverty as a child...

So you sold titles for money?

So was I a fool to give

you one for free?

Share thy profit,

you ungrateful cur!

Dismiss him from the Ministry,

and seize all his property.

And...

Cut off all his fingers,

and you ministers shall

see them at hand.

What is your name?

I am Gong-gil, Your Majesty.

Comedy in a bloodbath!

Nice going!

I hope we don't get hurt

in the end!

The King was amused,

so what's the worry?

Yeah, but he can be so cruel!

It makes me nervous!

Wrap it up and go to bed.

Why did the King call

for Gong-gil?

Who knows?

What's taking so long?

Never look at his face.

Do not ask any questions.

And before you answer,

always say...

If it pleases Your Majesty...

And if he praises you, say,

By Your Majesty's grace.

Let's play.

If it pleases Your Majesty...

Sir?

I said, let's have some fun.

If it graces by Your Majesty...

That bastard of a minister

spoiled the fun, didn't he.

So, just you and me, let's play.

Gong-gil's back!

Gong-gil! Come here.

What did the King want?

What did you do?

We played with puppets.

- Puppets?

- He enjoyed it.

And that's all?

He poured me some wine.

He did? And what else?

Come to mama.

Poor baby's hungry.

Baby wants mama's milk. Come on.

Don't want milk?

Then some wine, baby?

Did you all view Yun's fingers?

Don't tell me you really did!

Your Majesty, for every crime

there is a fitting punishment.

No doubt Yun deserves to be

punished for corruption.

But allowing the minstrels to mock

the dignity of ministers...

will only undermine

the authority of the government.

They're jesters, so they jest.

But if Your Majesty continues

to dance to their tune...

Their tune?

It is you who would seek to

call the tune!

You speak only to nag me

about the damn law!

Dismiss this nagging

fool immediately!

Your Majesty, given his

loyalty to the previous King...

Surely he deserves some mercy.

Loyal to my father?

Yes, but then

why not to me as well?

The previous King was like

a wise father to the people.

Your Majesty!

Your Majesty!

Sully my sight nevermore!

His Majesty!

You play too!

Go on!

Do it!

Gong-gil!

Where is my Gong-gil?

Sit over there.

But, Your Majesty...

I insist. Sit.

Now look at this.

Father, I long to see mother!

Did I not tell thee

to forget her?

Sir, I beg of thee,

just this once...

weak in will,

thou art fit to become

but a changeling!

Father! I beg thee!

And follow this book

for whose pleasure?

You serve the King, do you not?

But why does the King call

for Gong-gil so often?

His Majesty calls

whom he pleases.

It concerns you not.

We're leaving this place.

Cheo-seon wants us to do this.

Sh*t, what are we now, puppets?

We should have left sooner.

Fine, so we'll leave.

But...

After we do this.

I really want to.

We cannot do this anywhere else.

There's the King's grandmother.

And the previous King's consorts.

Really!

Let's get ready.

Pay attention and

stick to your parts.

Yeah, yeah.

Just this once, then we leave.

If tonight the King...

Should call me to his bed...

'Tis already the 300th night...

Of my forlorn loneliness.

Ouch!

My Lord, this night...

Let me serve thee.

Another night, another nought.

Passion swells.

So I kept this

awl pressed to my arm.

Her Majesty!

This is most unfair!

You fools!

Whisper, whisper.

She this, she that.

Stop mumbling and speak!

Surely that is not us

that those jesters mock?

They would not dare

with the Queen mum watching.

Oh, Mother!

No! Desist! I beg thee.

Must you demand the death

of the woman I love?

Infinite is her deviousness.

She has my son's soul bewitched.

Drink this bitter potion.

Unbounded is the King's love...

But many are those who want it.

He giveth me this

black liquid of love,

how can I refuse?

My son.

Dwell long in

the sweetness of life...

And bury me by the road

the King travels on.

My son!

Mother!

Have mercy, Your Majesty!

What is all this?

My mother they murdered!

Art thou blind?

Nonsense! She was a woman

of treachery and...

Silence!

Do not kill my mother twice!

No!

Mercy! Mercy!

Your Majesty.

Enough!

Touch me not!

No!

What the hell is going on?

Every time we do a show,

people end up dead!

Thanks to that loose

cannon of a King!

Gong-gil!

Have you heard anything?

Pack your things.

Eh?

- We're leaving this place.

- Leave?

I told the old man

we're leaving.

Allow me to leave, Your Majesty.

Take this, although compared to

what you've given me,

it is nothing.

Your Majesty!

Grant me to leave this place.

Very nice!

An official's robe

just so becomes you.

The silk looks stunning

with your fair skin!

But still,

for all the hard work he did

exposing all your enemies...

A rather shabby gift, isn't it?

Leave us.

What if he's really a girl?

His voice, his gestures...

Not even eunuchs can have

the same finesse.

Enough!

Are you not curious?

Let's strip him.

Go on! Be a man

and show it to me!

Enough, I say!

A little shy, are we?

Then we will all strip.

How's that?

You vile clown!

You just wait!

My Lady! Please!

You filthy clown! Let go!

How dare you?

Let go!

How could you do this to me!

- Open this door!

- Let go!

Let me go.

You never had any intention of

ever leaving, did you?

That's not true.

So what's this then?

Might as well f***

the richest guy in town,

is that it?

Don't talk to me that way.

Hear this. I have conferred

a rank upon Gong-gil.

Arrange a celebration

in his honor.

We are still in mourning

over the deceased Queen,

Your Majesty.

But I have conferred a rank.

So a celebration is in order,

is it not?

Perhaps a hunt could

please Your Majesty.

Party 'No', but hunting 'Yes'?

Not to kill, but only for

the pleasure of the chase.

First it's eunuchs,

then servant girls,

and now this!

What's with the chicken mask?

Gong-gil's been what? Entitled?

And so we must wear

these ridiculous things?

Shut up! Just do as you're told.

Aye, aye.

Okay, we're on.

Everybody disperse, quickly!

- Where to?

- That way.

Which way? Which way?

Where is the Captain?

I don't know.

- And Gong-gil?

- No idea.

This is bullshit!

It's Gong-gil!

Gong-gil! Over here!

Gong-gil, where's the Captain?

Man, this sucks.

What's this?

Run!

Gong-gil! Gong-gil is in danger!

Come on! Let's go!

Shoot!

Shoot!

Gong-gil!

Oh, no!

So, I see.

We're not hunting quails,

are we?

By selfless sacrifice,

ministers have built this kingdom.

Yet you invite gutter rats

to mock us?

When my father sentenced

my mother to death...

You were the one who

delivered the poison!

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