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Melanie Stryder: We could be taken at any moment. We only have this. Now.

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The Seeker: I do have SOME good news. Your identification of Jared Howe has helped. There was a sighting. I am confident we will find him.
Wanderer/Wanda: [Melanie takes control] No!

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The Seeker: We find her, we find the resistance.

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Wanderer/Wanda: We do not lie. We trust each other.
Melanie Stryder: [voice] You guys take the fun out of everything.

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Ian O'Shea: Is there any way Melanie can give us some... some privacy, look the other way a moment, step into the other room?
Melanie Stryder: [voice speaking only to Wanda] You wish.
Wanderer/Wanda: I don't think that's possible right now.

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Se-joo: What would you like to eat?
Park Hyun-seo: Beer. A cold beer.

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US Doctor in Morgue: Mr. Kim,
[running a finger along the counter]
US Doctor in Morgue: 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.

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Park Hie-bong: [from a deleted scene, trying to defend Gang-du] I didn't even teach him the Korean alphabet. Then one day I saw him reading from a calendar. "Without family planning, you can't avoid poverty." Something like that.

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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...
[He gestures to Gang-du's brain]
Park Hie-bong: ...must have gone wrong too.
[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?

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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]
Park Gang-Du: You mean there's no virus? Right? There's no virus!

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Park Gang-Du: [watching the news and seeing himself and his family as wanted fugitives] Hey, we should tape this and show it to Hyun-seo. Daddy on TV.
Park Nam-il: Jesus...

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Park Hie-bong: In a word... her birth was an accident, and so was her death. Old people have always said... that an animal which kills a human... should be torn limb from limb. That it's a human's duty to do so. Until I slit that beast's stomach... and at least find Hyun-seo's body... I'll never leave this world in peace.

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Officer: [moving in towards the dividing screen of plastic to insist to Gang-du] Your daughter never called you in the first place, okay?
[to Hie-bong]
Officer: Your son had a dream, but it was so real that...
[Nam-joo interrupts him by placing the flat of her hand to his chest]
Park Nam-Joo: You don't believe anything we said?
Officer: Now

you're obstructing an officer in the line of duty.
Park Hie-bong: [Gently pushing his daughter away] Step back, Nam-joo.
Park Gang-Du: Officer, should I explain it again? The way it happened was...
Officer: I know, I know, I know. You yourself saw your daughter die. But she called you in the middle of the night? Does that make any sense?

That's completely ridiculous.
Park Nam-il: A servant of the people, talking back like that?
Officer: Then what's your problem?
Park Nam-il: You fucking...
Park Gang-Du: Stop! This is...
[He holds up a cell phone]
Park Gang-Du: This is my daughter, Park Hyun-seo. My daughter. I'm the

creature.
[He puts the phone into his mouth]
Park Gang-Du: I ate her. Okay? And then...
[He spits the phone out into a small plastic bin]
Park Gang-Du: [Choking back sobs] It happened like this. This is a sewer. You don't understand?

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US Doctor trying to operate Gang-Du: [to Gang-du, in English] Now, Mr. Park... I heard that your daughter is still alive.
Young Korean Doctor: [translating in Korean] "I heard that your daughter is still alive".
[Gang-du looks up at the doctor. Finally, someone believes him!]
US Doctor trying to operate Gang-Du: [in English]

Is she really alive?
Young Korean Doctor: [in Korean] "Is that true?"
Park Gang-Du: [slowly but desperately, in Korean] Yes! My daughter is... now... in the sewer under Wonhyo Bridge...
Young Korean Doctor: [in English, to the US Doctor] He says his daughter is in a sewer near Wonhyo Bridge.
US Doctor trying to

operate Gang-Du: [in English] Jesus! Why didn't you report this the police, or the military?
Young Korean Doctor: [in Korean] "Why didn't you contact the police, or the military"?
Park Gang-Du: [in Korean] B-because nobody...
US Doctor trying to operate Gang-Du: [in English] Haven't you considered contacting a

television station, or a human rights organization?
Young Korean Doctor: [in Korean] "Have you considered contacting a television station, or a human rights organization?"
Park Gang-Du: [sobbing, in Korean] Because nobody fucking listens to me, damn it!
Young Korean Doctor: [in English] "Because nobody fucking listens to me!"


Park Gang-Du: [still sobbing, in Korean] Please don't cut me off! My words are words, too! Why don't you listen to my words?

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

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Park Gang-Du: [Sprinting with all his might along the bridge after the monster] HYUN-SEO! HYUN-SEO, IT'S DADDY!

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Park Nam-Joo: [wiping away tears] She's so pretty in that photo.
Park Hie-bong: She looks just like... her mom in that photo.
Park Nam-Joo: Do you think her mom even knows that she died?
Park Hie-bong: Not a chance. It's been thirteen years since she popped out the baby and ran off.
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Nam-il: [glares over at Gang-du, who is sprawled out on the gym floor, fast asleep and snoring gently] I'd run away, too, damn it.
[to Gang-du]
Park Nam-il: You asleep? Huh?
[He prods Gang-du with his foot, but Gang-du doesn't stir]
Park Hie-bong: Nam-il.
Park Nam-il: [to Gang-du] You can sleep at a time

like this?
Park Hie-bong: What are you doing to your brother?

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Park Hie-bong: [striking his sons on the head after realizing Nam-joo is missing] How could you leave behind your only sister?

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Park Gang-Du: Is it the virus that's making me sleepy?

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Park Nam-il: [grabbing a grieving Gang-du by the arm] So you screwed up, huh? I heard everything. You grabbed some other girl's hand?
[He claws at his brother's head]
Park Nam-il: You left Hyun-seo on the ground?
[He takes another swipe at Gang-du but Hie-bong holds him back]
Park Nam-il: Your own daughter? You call

yourself a fucking father?
[as he says this he manages to kick Gang-du]
Park Nam-il: You son of a bitch!
Park Gang-Du: [bawling] I thought it was Hyun-seo's hand!