THE SYMPATHIZER
WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE, THIS LATE AT NIGHT?
I'M SO SORRY...
LET'S GO BACK TO SLEEP.
HE STINKS OF BOOZE.
AND? HAD YOU BEEN DRINKING?
COMRADE COMMANDANT! HOW COULD YOU EVEN ASK?
ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.
SO WHAT HAPPENED NEXT?
WHEN I SHARED WITH BON THE GENERAL'S EVASIVE WORDS,
MY FRIEND JUST LAUGHED IN MY FACE...
"THAT'S THE GENERAL! WHATTA YOU WANT?"
"HE NEVER TELLS YOU WHAT TO DO..."
"...BUT YOU BETTER DO IT, OR HE'LL DO YOU."
COMRADE COMMANDANT,
THE INSTIGATOR IS AT IT AGAIN!
THIS DAMNED CAMP CAN'T FUNCTION WITHOUT ME...
WAIT. I'LL BE BACK SHORTLY.
GET HIM A PEN AND MORE PAPER.
LOOK, IN THESE SITUATIONS, YOU HAVE THREE OPTIONS:
WHICH DOES THE GENERAL WANT?
A PUBLIC EXECUTION, AN UNFORTUNATE ACCIDENT,
OR A MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE?
A PUBLIC EXECUTION DISGUISED AS AN UNFORTUNATE ACCIDENT, OBVIOUSLY.
IN THAT CASE, IT SHOULD BE AN ARMED ROBBERY.
I'LL MAKE IT LOOK LIKE THAT.
NO, THIS IS MY JOB. THE GENERAL ASKED ME TO DO IT.
YOU DON'T HAVE ANY EXPERIENCE.
AND YOU DO?
WE'RE TALKING ABOUT A TARGETED ASSASSINATION HERE.
IT'S NOT LIKE PARACHUTING DOWN BLASTING A SUB-MACHINE GUN.
THE THING IS...
I WASN'T EXACTLY JUST A REGULAR PARATROOPER.
WHAT?
I GUESS YOU HEARD OF IT, THE F-6 PROGRAM?
WHAT?
SORRY,
I NEVER TOLD YOU. OR MAN.
F-6 WAS A TOP-SECRET PROGRAM,
YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS.
JAMIE JOHNSON
WHEEL ALIGNMENTS
BRAKES, AIR CONDITION, LUBE & OIL CHANGES
LOOK.
IT'S TIME FOR HIS CANDY.
THERE, LOOK AT THAT... SAME THING EVERY SINGLE DAY.
IT'S BEEN THE SAME PATTERN FOR THE PAST WEEK.
YOU KNOW WHAT?
YOU'VE GOTTEN REALLY TALKATIVE LATELY.
WHAT'S UP WITH YOU?
SAY SOMETHING?
YOU JUST SAID I'M TOO TALKATIVE.
NOON.
LIKE CLOCKWORK.
THAT'S RIGHT, THEY JUST HAD TWINS.
CIGARETTES 38¢
TWIN BOYS? OR A BOY AND A GIRL?
I DON'T KNOW.
WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?
JUST-- WHY'D SHE HAVE TO BRING THE FUCKING BABIES--
I MEAN, THE FUCKIN' STROLLER!
I DIDN'T WANT TO SEE THEM.
YOU WERE ALWAYS GOING TO SEE THEM. AT THE LONGEVITY PARTY.
LONGEVITY PARTY?
AW, FUCK, DON'T TELL ME...?
WE'RE INVITED.
HE DROPPED THEM OFF AT THE LIQUOR STORE.
DUMPLING'S SO PROUD HIS MOM'S TURNING EIGHTY...
HE SAID:
THE WAY THINGS ARE GOING,
I BET SHE'LL OUTLIVE ME.
I WONDER HOW MAN'S DOING?
IF HE DIDN'T MAKE IT OUT,
HE'S PROBABLY BEING FUCKING TORTURED AS WE SPEAK,
IN SOME PRISON CALLED A REEDUCATION CAMP.
FUCK IT.
BON, NO!
WEST COAST MOVING & HAULING
BON, STOP! WHAT IF SOMEONE SEES US?
QUIET STREET, EASY EXIT TO THE FREEWAY.
THIS NEIGHBORHOOD'S A HOTSPOT ANYWAY...
SO IF WE TAKE HIS WALLET, THE POLICE WILL THINK IT'S A ROBBERY GONE WRONG.
ARE YOU CRAZY? YOU WANNA DO IT HERE? WHERE HIS FAMILY LIVES?
LOOK...
THIS IS THE KILL ZONE.
BETWEEN THE CAR, THE WALL AND THE CANAL, WE'LL HAVE HIM CORNERED.
ONE SHOT, EITHER BEHIND THE EAR OR THE FOREHEAD,
DEPENDING ON WHICH WAY HE TURNS.
EITHER WAY, IT'S GONNA BE MESSY.
YOU EVER SEEN BRAIN SPLATTER?
YEAH, OF COURSE, ONE OF MY FAVORITES.
YOU KNOW WHAT I HATE?
WHEN IT GETS IN YOUR MOUTH.
IT'S ALL CHUNKY AND BLACK, WITH THESE LITTLE FLECKS
OF CONGEALED BLOOD IN IT--
I'M AFRAID MY SON'S LEFT FOR WORK.
AND MY DAUGHTER-IN-LAW HAS TAKEN THE TWINS OUT FOR A STROLL.
(IN FRENCH) SO IT'S JUST ME AT HOME.
(IN FRENCH) ALONE. AS USUAL.
I SEE.
WELL, WE'LL COME BACK SOME OTHER TIME THEN.
YOU'VE COME ALL THIS WAY AND YOU'RE JUST GOING TO LEAVE?
WEREN'T YOU JUST ON YOUR WAY OUT YOURSELF, AUNTIE?
OH, NO...
NO...
IT SEEMS THE MAJOR HAS DEVELOPED QUITE THE SWEET TOOTH.
OH, NO. THOSE ARE FOR DISTRIBUTION.
HE WANTS TO GET RICH.
LIKE A REAL AMERICAN.
AH, LOOK AT ME! I'M BEING A TERRIBLE HOST.
WE CAN'T DO IT IN THE CAR PORT.
NOT WITH HIS MOTHER ALWAYS HERE.
SEE-- THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I WAS WORRIED ABOUT WITH YOU.
SHE'LL HEAR EVERYTHING.
BUT TO HER, IT'LL SOUND LIKE A CAR DOOR SLAMMING!
KEEP IT DOWN. HER HEARING SEEMS FINE.
MY GOD, SHE'S ANCIENT!
CAN WE GO NOW, PLEASE?
NO, NO, YOU MUST STAY.
I HAVE A VERY SPECIAL TREAT FOR YOU--
I EVEN HAVE TO HIDE IT FROM MY SON!
(IN FRENCH) "PAILLE D'OR" BISCUITS WITH RASPBERRY.
CHARLESTON CHEW!
NOW WHAT WERE YOU SAYING YOU DON'T LIKE TO EAT?
JUST NOW? OUTSIDE?
I'M SORRY? - SOMETHING CHUNKY...
AND BLACK...
WITH CONGEALED BLOOD IN IT?
WE'RE PUTTING TOGETHER THE MENU FOR MY PARTY ON SATURDAY.
BON HAS AN AVERSION TO "BLACK PUDDING".
A BLOOD PUDDING.
VERY SIMILAR TO OUR TI ếT CANH.
AH, DON'T WORRY!
IT'S A LONGEVITY PARTY; WE'D NEVER SERVE ANYTHING LIKE "BLACK PUDDING".
NOW TELL ME, CAPTAIN:
WHY HAVEN'T YOU FOUND YOURSELF A WIFE YET? YOU'RE SO HANDSOME. SO SMART.
YOU KNOW WHY.
OH, THAT?
NONSENSE!
THIS IS AMERICA!
THEY SAY IN THIS COUNTRY, NO ONE CARES IF YOU'RE A BASTARD.
NOW PROMISE ME YOU'LL BRING A DATE TO THE PARTY!
URGENT
JOIN OUR YOUTH PROGRAM
SUPPORT OUR REPRESENTATIVES
ALWAYS TRUE! NED GODWIN FOR CONGRESS
THEY MIGHT SUSPECT ME ADVISE SHOULD I KILL HIM
WHY IS HE STILL HERE?
URGH, I'M STARVING.
SEE, I TOLD YOU. IT'S NOT SO SIMPLE.
WE NEED TO TRACK HIS ROUTINE FOR--
A MONTH...
AUTOMOTIVE
WHEEL ALIGNMENT
NOW, WHO'S THIS FUCKER?
A DUDE WITH A TOOTHPICK... ALWAYS SPELLS TROUBLE.
MAJOR?
IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE.
WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE?
HE'S MY BUSINESS PARTNER, OKAY?
WHAT KIND OF BUSINESS?
OH, WELL, UH... THE THING IS...
ALRIGHT, I'LL LEVEL WITH YOU.
I HAVE A SMALL EXPORT BUSINESS GOING ON THE SIDE.
YOU MEAN THAT?
EXPIRED CANDY.
I COLLECT IT AND SELL IT AT DISCOUNTED PRICES.
LOOK, I'M JUST TRYING TO BOLSTER THE BLACK MARKET IN SAIGON,
WHICH ALSO DESTABILIZES THE COMMIE REGIME'S ECONOMY--
SAIGON?
SO MAJOR, YOU'RE SAYING...
THAT YOU'RE HAWKING ROTTEN AMERICAN CANDY BACK TO OUR OWN PEOPLE?
THEY'RE NOT ROTTEN!
I MEAN, SURE, THEY'RE PAST THEIR BEST-BY DATE,
BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN THEY'RE ROTTEN!
JUST LIKE MY MOM...
STILL FRESH!
PLEASE DON'T TELL THE GENERAL.
HE WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND.
OH, I THINK HE MIGHT-- NO. PLEASE.
HOW FAR DID YOU GET?
"EMBRACED IN THE ARMS OF THE MAN I WAS MEANT TO KILL..."
"...I SUDDENLY THOUGHT ABOUT HIS MOTHER."
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...
I HAVE PREPARED A VERY SPECIAL GIFT FOR MY MOTHER.
OH MOTHER...
WHEN I TOUCH MY BELLY BUTTON...
I REMEMBER YOU AND I...
WERE TIED TOGETHER BY A FAMILIAL CORD.
YOU ARE MY HOME, AND MY HEART...
WHEREVER I HAVE BEEN...
YOU HAVE BEEN WITH ME.
THANK YOU, MY SON.
A LONGEVITY PARTY WOULDN'T BE COMPLETE WITHOUT THE WORDS OF A SPECIAL GUEST.
LONG LIVE VIETNAM!
EVERYONE PLEASE GO UP AND TAKE A PHOTO!
DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT.
GO TO THE SECOND ROW.
YOU THINK YOU'RE GETTING PHOTOGRAPHED IN THE FIRST ROW WITH THAT MINI-SKIRT?
THE WHOLE WORLD WOULD SEE YOUR LEGS! NOW HURRY!
ARE WE ALL HERE?
HOLD IT!
STAY HEALTHY, MOTHER! MANY PEOPLE LOVE YOU!
SON, MY HEARING IS STILL GOOD!
TWINS! SMILE!
THEY WERE BORN HERE.
IN ENGLISH, SPEAK IN ENGLISH.
AMERICA LOVE IT OR LEAVE IT
THE FIREWORKS MAY BE LOUD...
BUT BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY.
OH, YEAH...
ARE YOU AN IDIOT?
WHY WOULD YOU WEAR THOSE SHOES?
FOR FUCK'S-- I'M A NOVICE!
YEAH, BUT EVEN SO YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT NO ONE WEARS DRESS SHOES WITH A SWEATSHIRT.
EVERYTHING BEGINS WITH COMMON SENSE.
JUST THINK ABOUT IT.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING TO STOP THE DUMPLING?
WELL, I GUESS...
RIGHT BEFORE HE GETS TO THE FRONT DOOR?
HE'LL BE RELAXED THINKING HE'S HOME.
IF YOU SHOW YOUR GUN THERE,
HE'LL JUST MAKE A RUN FOR THE DOOR. DO YOU SEE THAT?
MAKE SURE TO LEAD HIM TO THE SPACE
BETWEEN THE CAR AND THE WALL BEFORE YOU SHOOT HIM.
I KNOW, I KNOW.
THEN WHAT'S NEXT? TELL ME.
GET HIM TO TURN AROUND. NO--
MAKE SURE HE DOESN'T TURN AROUND--
NO, GET HIM TO TURN AROUND.
YOU WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO PULL THE TRIGGER IF YOU SEE HIS FACE!
DID YOU PICK THAT ON PURPOSE?
I THOUGHT IT MIGHT PUT HIM AT EASE.
WHY?
TOO IRONIC?
HAVE A NICE BURGER
YOU'RE NOT THE SORT TO SHOOT A MAN WHILE YOU CAN STILL SEE HIS EYES.
ESPECIALLY, IF THAT MAN IS THE ONE WHO EXTENDED HIS HAND...
FROM A PLANE... AND PULLED YOU TO FREEDOM.
MOVE, BON! LET ME TAKE CARE OF IT!
COME ON, BON! MOVE!
SHUT UP, YOU IDIOT! STOP USING MY NAME!
HAVE A NICE BURGER
PLEASE DON'T.
AMERICA LOVE IT OR LEAVE IT
WHY, OF ALL THINGS...
DID YOU HAVE TO PICK THAT STINKING DURIAN AS A GIFT?
YOU SMELL LIKE SHIT. YOU SHOULD WASH YOUR HAIR AGAIN.
YOU THINK HE REALLY WAS A SPY?
WHO CARES?
HE WAS GUILTY OF SOMETHING.
BLENDED WHISKEY
CRAZY FUCK!
SO YOU'RE FINALLY READY TO ADDRESS THAT INCIDENT IN DEPTH.
VERY GOOD.
I'VE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO IT.
LET ME GO BACK TO THE START.
CIA SAFE HOUSE 18 MONTHS EARLIER
OKAY... THAT'S ENOUGH.
ENOUGH. THAT'S ENOUGH.
OKAY, STOP.
DON'T TURN IT DOWN!
DON'T YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE THAT MUSIC?
LOOK... YOU WERE BURDENED BY GUILT
FOR THE DEATHS OF BOTH THE WATCHMAN AND THE DUMPLING.
YOU CAN'T AFFORD SUCH LUXURY IN OUR WORLD.
HERE, YOU'RE ALLOWED ONLY ONE PORTION OF GUILT.
SO PICK ONE.
A SPY IS ASKED TO BE ALL THINGS AT ONCE--
A COMRADE AND AN ENEMY.
ANYTHING LESS LANDS YOU ON THE WRONG SIDE OF AN INTERROGATION.
ALTHOUGH...
I REALIZE NOW,
THERE WAS NOTHING I COULD HAVE DONE TO AVOID SUCH A FATE.
AEROGRAMME
ASIAN COMMUNISM AND THE ORIENTAL MODE OF DESTRUCTION
IS IT NECESSARY
MAJOR OANH WAS A QUIETLY SACRIFICIAL AND HUMBLE MAN,
WHO ALWAYS PERFORMED HIS DUTIES TO COUNTRY AND FAMILY WITHOUT COMPLAINT.
HE WOULD ALWAYS TELL HIS FAMILY--
BECOME FULLY AMERICAN.
MAKE IT YOUR HOME,
OR YOU WILL BECOME A WANDERING GHOST
LIVING BETWEEN TWO WORLDS, FOREVER.
THEY MIGHT SUSPECT ME
ADVISE SHOULD I KILL HIM?
AMERICA LOVE IT OR LEAVE IT
BARBARIAN'S STEAKHOUSE
THE HAMLET
HALF-BREED WITH 13 BUTTHOLES!
WHO IS MY FATHER?
WHY AM I A HALF-BREED?
YOU'RE NOT HALF OF ANYTHING.
YOU'RE TWICE OF EVERYTHING.
HAVE A NICE BURGER