Gwoemul

US Doctor in Morgue:
Mr. Kim, [running a finger along the counter] I hate dust more than anything.

Young Korean Doctor:
Oh, I will clean again.

US Doctor in Morgue:
You don't have to clean up now. Why don't you dump this first?

Young Korean Doctor:
That's formaline.

US Doctor in Morgue:
Formaldehyde, to be precise. To be even more precise, dirty formaldehyde. Every bottle is coated with layers of dust. Pour 'em into the sink.

Young Korean Doctor:
Excuse me?

US Doctor in Morgue:
Just empty every bottle to the very last drop.

Young Korean Doctor:
It's just - They are toxic chemicals, and the regulations state...

US Doctor in Morgue:
Pour them right down the drain, Mr. Kim.

Young Korean Doctor:
If I pour them in the drain, they'll run into the Han River.

US Doctor in Morgue:
That's right. Let's just dump them in the Han River.

Young Korean Doctor:
But, you know, this is not just any toxic chemicals...

US Doctor in Morgue:
The Han River is very broad, Mr. Kim. Let's try to be broad-minded about this. Anyway, that's an order. So, start pouring.

Park Nam-il:
[Points his gun precariously at Gang-du, who is sitting on the other side of the room, sound asleep] Look at that... Isn't that amazing? In this situation?

Park Nam-Joo:
Wake him up, there's no time.

Park Hie-bong:
Let him sleep a minute. He needs to sleep every so often.

Park Nam-il:
Should we leave him here? He's no help anyway.

Park Hie-bong:
Kids, wait a minute. Sit down. In your view, is Gang-du really so pathetic?

Park Nam-il:
Yup.

Park Nam-Joo:
Yes.

Park Hie-bong:
You wouldn't know it, but he was a really smart kid. For example, when he was two, he'd sit in front of the village store, and everyone walking by would ask him directions. That's how smart he looked. As you know, when he was young, I was out of my mind, hardly ever coming home, staying out all night. And this poor boy with no mother, he must have been so hungry. Going around, doing seo-ri all the time. Raising himself an organic farm. Whenever he got caught, he'd get beaten up. In this way, he lacked protein when he needed it most. So that's why, every now and then, he dozes off like a sick rooster. I think something up there

[gesturing to his brain]

Park Hie-bong:
must have gone wrong too.

Park Nam-il:
[starts as he nearly falls asleep]

Park Hie-bong:
Have any of you heard it? The heartbreak of a parent who's lost a child... When a parent's heart breaks, the sound can travel for miles. So I really need to say this to you. Be as nice to Gang-du as you can. Don't scold him, okay?

US Doctor trying to operate Gang-Du:
[speaking to his colleague in private] The late Sgt. Donald, the first one classified as a victim of the virus, was given an extensive autopsy and no virus was found. He died of shock during the operation. Also, no traces of the virus were found in any of the patients quarantined. Simply put, so far, there is no virus whatsoever.

Park Gang-Du:
[in English] Huh? No virus? [in Korean] You mean there's no virus? Right? There's no virus!

Mr. Yoon:
You are dimwits, right to the end. I'll see you in hell.