The Unforgiven (Yongseobadji mothan ja) (용서받지 못한 자)

The Unforgiven

Did you have a good meal, sir?

Did you have a good meal, sir? Did you have a good meal, sir?

Give me some blanket, sir.

Fuck, take it all then.

- Hey! Bring me some slippers... - Yes, sir!

Hey, newbie!

- PV2 (private) Lee Seung-young, sir. - So fuckin' laid back.

You a general or something? You know who I am?

- I'm not sure, sir. - Man, then your life here is over!

Where do you live?

- In Seoul, sir. - Shit, is all of Seoul your home, huh?

Nearby Konkuk University, sir.

- Konkuk... then near the red district? - Yes, sir...

- How old are you? - I was born in 1979, sir.

You're fuckin' old, man. I'm the same age.

What took you so long to enlist?

- I was in school, sir. - School? Where?

Yonsei University, sir.

Yonsei... Dude, you're fuckin' smart. Gotta girlfriend?

- No, sir. - Know any girls then?

At school, you must know a lot, right?

- They're just friends, sir. - Fuck it, friends don't have pussies?

Spit it out then. I'll help you out so tell me what's on your mind.

No, I'm fine, sir.

- How long since you've made corporal? - Three months, sir.

If it's been 3 months, shouldn't you be managing your guys by now?

Yes, sir.

- What's gonna happen in the future? - I'll do a good job, sir!

Get up.

How many blows do you want?

As many as you give, sir.

Down on the floor.

Get up.

- Dae-suk. - CPL (Corporal) Shim Dae-suk, sir.

Your time here is almost up now. You know?

Why do you think I do this? Have you thought about it?

It's because I trust you. Understand?

Yes, sir.

SGT (Sergeant) Yoo Tae-jung, the new private's here, sir.

- Bring him to the field. - Yes, sir.

Do a better job, okay? I'll be watching you.

Yes, sir.

Did that hurt?

No, sir.

- Wash up and go. - Yes, sir.

- You must be happy, sir. - Why?

- Another assistant for you, sir. - Smartass. Get outta here.

Yes, sir. Salute!

Come on, how can you not know a single girl, huh?

No one pretty, sir, really.

Dammit, I decide if she's pretty or not. That's my job. Not yours.

Give me their numbers. I'll take it from there.

I really don't know any.

Fuck, you looking down on me cause you're a college man?

Damn, I knew I should've gone to college.

Um, sergeant, SGT Yoo Tae-jung's asked for the new private.

Man, can you see? Is it all dark? You blind?

- Sorry, sir. - We're talking here...

- But SGT Yoo Tae-jung... - Yeah, Yoo Tae-jung, so what?

- Sorry, sir. He asked to see him, sir. - Alright.

You know who Yoo Tae-jung is?

He's your boss. You're screwed now. Man, the dude's vicious. The devil.

You're fucked. You're a dead man. Got it? Go...

- Hey, take him already. - Yes, sir.

Kids these days, so fuckin' laid back.

- Hey, bring some tissue. - Yes, sir.

- Sergeant, the new private, sir. - Yeah, okay.

- Hey, newbie! - PV2 Lee Seung-young, sir!

Watcha do before you got here?

I attended college, sir.

Man, check out his tone, will you? What, no salute for your superior?

Salute!

Yeah, whatever...

- Hey, Yong-il. - PV1 (Private 1st Class) Sohn Yong-il!

- Go back to the barracks. - Yes, sir.

Hey, Seung-young...

It's me, Tae-jung.

It's nothing much really.

At first, it's fuckin' hell. But after awhile, it's bearable.

Yes, sir.

What's with the sir? Relax.

Hey, I was meaning to call you but I had no way of getting in touch.

- Is your mother well? - Yes, she's well, sir.

Enough with the sir already. Why, is it weird?

Yeah, a little.

Um, I have a question.

Can I listen to music on my own in the barracks, like during break?

Sure, try it. You'll be marked till the day you leave.

Then reading and stuff, when can I start doing that?

Seung-young.

Just do as you're told at first.

Eat when they tell you, sleep, shit, when they say to.

That's all you need to be good at.

And don't ever tell anyone we went to junior high together.

Cause... it'll just be harder for you.

Okay.

And at first, don't talk too much.

Speak only when you're spoken to. "Yes, sir!" is all you need to say.

- Okay? - Yeah, okay.

Dude, you're so tense. This isn't like you.

- I'm not tense. - Yeah, you are.

Loosen up. It'll be okay. This bro's looking out for you.

- Hello? - Hello?

- Is this Tae-jung's phone? - Who's this?

- Um, is this Yoo Tae-jung's phone? - Who is this, please?

Tae-jung! It's me, Seung-young.

- Hey, Seung-young. - It is you. I wasn't sure.

Wow, it's been ages, man. Are you out on leave?

Yeah. Um... where are you right now?

Uh, I'm on my way somewhere...

What are you doing tonight? Are you busy?

Oh, you know. Why, what's up?

If you're free, you wanna get a drink?

Sure, that'd be nice.

I'd like to see you before I go back. I've got something to tell you, too.

Yeah, we should catch up. I'd like to see you, man.

- Okay, I'll go to you. Where are you? - Right now?

Yeah, well, I gotta go home right now.

I didn't go home last night so I told my folks I'm on my way in.

Can't you spare a little time?

Don't you have any plans tonight?

You're out on leave, you should get laid or something.

Then should I go to your house? I won't keep you long.

Well, today's not...

Where are you right now?

Hey! Been waiting long?

Wow, you look like a real soldier now. How long has it been?

You'll make sergeant soon, right? Man, time sure flies.

You've changed a lot. A moustache and everything.

Hey, you're impossible to reach. What is it you do?

Oh, I work at a little Ad agency. Hey, did you eat yet?

Name it all, what you wanna eat. It's my treat. Let's go.

Now, the spit shine.

The right mix of water and oil, that's what's important, okay?

First, spray some water on the boots.

Next, spread the oil and rub it all over like this.

Why do you think?

- I don't know. - Are you really a college student?

What's the relationship between water and oil?

- The two don't mix. - Exactly. That's why it shines.

Why?

Cause they don't mix.

What does them not mixing have to do with the shine?

Since they don't mix, they work hard not to mix

and so there's heat, which is why it shines.

In any case, spray the water and keep rubbing the polish like this

and you'll have the spit shine or whatever.

Is this really necessary? It just needs to be clean, right?

Would the battalion commander even know?

Let's say you're the battalion commander.

The other battalion commanders' boots are fuckin' spotless but yours aren't.

How would you feel?

Wouldn't you feel bad?

Why would I? It's thinking that way that's dumb.

I really don't get the army.

Like slippers in the barracks, just go and get them yourself.

Why order someone else to?

In the organization that is the army, such trivial matters are important.

They fetched slippers at first, too. You think you won't be like that, too?

Why would I be?

I'm going to treat my juniors nicely. I won't be like that even as sergeant.

That's just an excuse.

So fuckin' laid back.

Man, at this rank, I'm supervising cleaning the can

while someone gets to sit in the office and drink coffee. Shit~

- Hey, get him a coffee. - Yes, sir.

The army's fucked up these days, don't you think?

What's so fucked up now, sir?

This morning, a bastard with no rank talked back to SGT Jo Soo-bong.

The dude's so fuckin' nice he's soft.

- Who was it? - A fuckin' punk.

- Fuck's about all you say. - What?

- Nothing, sir. - Sergeant, your coffee, sir.

- Hey, Lee Seung-young! - PV2 Lee Seung-young, sir.

Do you think that's right?

Answer me! Is it right?

Well, SGT Jo Soo-bong was wrong, sir.

So you talk back to a senior?

A sergeant can try on a private's underwear if he wants.

What's the big deal?

Come to think of it, you talking back to me now?

Hey, Lee Seung-young! Did you really do that?

Yoo Tae-jung! It's because you're soft on him that he acts up.

Bastard. You have no respect, do you?

Follow me.

Set him straight, will ya? Set him straight.

Why'd you talk back to him in there? All you had to do was apologize.

I didn't do anything wrong. Why apologize?

Then you think I go around saying "I'm sorry" cause I'm wrong?

It just makes army life easier.

And Ma Soo-dong, he's kinda simple but he's okay.

Apologize and he lets it go. He doesn't hold grudges.

Well then, no one's a bad guy.

Hey, Seung-young.

If he gives you shit again, just think 'there he goes again.'

Why talk back, huh? You just make your life miserable.

Alright. I won't do it again.

Yeah, let's go in.

Hey, is he still stealing privates' underwear?