01x22 - Jimmy Boy vs Mr. Seng

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OMG! Sister Trina.

Why the long face?
How will the customers come?

I don't care about them anymore.

It's closing time anyway.

Why the attitude, girl?

Hold on a sec.

Let go of that, come here.

Let's talk. Sit here.

Let's talk.

What's up?

Why are you sulking? What happened?

How do I say this?

Okay, just a hypothetical question.

Imagine it was you.

-What if?
-It's me.

You have someone you really like.

Yes.

But, it's like you're
not important to them.

Like, they can handle not seeing you,
not talking to you, things like that.

Like they don't really care about you.

Let's say it's me.

Wait, does this person know you like them?

Is that Barok? Did Barok reject you?!

Not Barok. You're way off.

No one.

Just hypothetical, okay? No one.

You know, Trina, not everyone
assumes things, okay?

And not everyone knows that you like them,

or that they're important to you,
if you don't tell them.

So that's a hypothetical for Barok.

It's not Barok. Stop it.

Whatever! Whoever it is!

You know, Trina,
you shouldn't sulk about that.

Here, especially with this.

Look, here.

Swipe it!

See, that's results. Effective, right?

Who's that?

Those are the matches for your beauty.

Are you crazy? Why did you use my face?

I'll sue you for identity theft!

Hey! You're exaggerating!

Aren't we catfishing Carlton, Trina?

But why my face?

Because, that beauty
will make him fall for you.

Those are the looks he will fall for.

While Carlton hasn't taken our bait,

you can choose someone from my matches.

I mean, your matches.

Even in reality, you will never
beat me in wittiness or personality.

Are you saying I have
no wit or personality?

Compared to me? Yes.
That's why Barok rejected you.

No, it…

It wasn't Barok. Stop it!

Stop saying "Barok."

I will never be stopped,
until you tell me who he is.

Come on, we're sisters, Trina!

Tell me. Who is he?

Who?

Don't react, okay?

Go ahead.

I won't react.

I feel like…

I'm starting to like…

Dos.

I don't…

I don't understand my feelings for him.

I get mad, but I miss him so much.

I'm so worried about him.

Hey!

Why aren't you reacting?

You said not to react, right?

Okay, react now.

OMG Trina, Dos?

Dos is the one you like?

You're into bad boys, and rugged boys.

Your taste in boys is so bad.

But Trina, don't get me wrong.

I understand why you miss Dos.

Come on, Orange.

Trina, I know you know this.

Dos will be difficult for you right now.

You can't expect anything from him,
because his world revolves around his dad.

But if you can wait, who knows? Right?

But while doing that, try to look around.

Smell some flowers, like that.

Like that.

Mayor! Mayor!

Most of us would do anything,

to protect ourselves
from the cruelty of the world.

Mayor, someone stole my money again.

My sibling sent it on their last visit.

Okay, we'll search the whole brigade.

If I catch whoever did that to you,
we'll deal with them, got it?

Thank you so much, mayor.

But sometimes, those we
thought were our protectors,

are the ones who will
bring us closer to danger.

Commander, what are we going to do here?

This guy has been caught
twice for overeating.

Should we deal with him, Commander?

Is it true that you've
doubled your food intake?

Are you still hungry?

Why?

Do you know why you're hungry?

I lost the last fight.

What are you going to do now?

I'll make up for it next time.

Tempo.

Okay.

Exhaust him to the brink.

Don't stop until he falls.

Yes, boss!

Mr. Seng, please don't!

Mr. Seng, please!

-Punish him!
-Please have mercy!

Boss, you should have finished him off.

He's no good.

Not now, Tempo.

The new warden is watching us closely.

He's still plotting his moves, I'm sure.

What's new?

Boss, the new guy is looking for you.

Mr. Seng, he said.

Why?

I don't know.

But boss, he doesn't recognize you.
He mistook me for you.

Do you think…

this will be a headache for us?

Does he look violent?

Will I be shot down?

Boss, in my opinion, no.

He wants something else.

Keep an eye on him.
Find out what he wants.

If you think this will be a headache,

you know what you have to do.

Alright, boss.

Barok, stop, I can do that.

It's okay, Apung. I'm here.

Did you take your medicine?

My memory is still sharp.
Of course, I drank it all.

Apung, while Dos and Jimmy Boy
are not here,

I'll check on you, okay?

So when you need anything, I'm here.

I can be your grandchild for now?

You want to get slapped too?

Sometimes.

Is there anything else I can do for you?

Since you're so insistent,
please check the laundry.

Hang them upstairs.

Okay. I'll take care of it.

Hello, Mom.

Hello, my child.

I know it's not easy to accept
when we're left hanging.

Especially when the person
who left is so close to us.

But, please think of it as an opportunity,

not to close our hearts, but to open them.

To open it, for the possibility of
the person returning.

Or, if it doesn't work out,

to open up space
for someone new to come in.

Are you there?

How are you?

I'm okay now that you're here.

What?

I said, I'm okay now.

Who are you betting on,
the handsome one, or the doctor?

I bet last time,
but you didn't give me my winnings.

I bet on the big guy, boss.

Yeah, he is scary. He's so big.

He looks intense.

How much did you bet?

I bet a hundred.

What's going on?

Why are you so noisy?

Warden, it's the draft
for the new inmates.

Draft for what?

The groups are selecting members.

Whenever new batches of inmates arrive,

they organize boxing matches.

Whether they win or lose determines

which group they will belong to.

Do you want to go? Here.

Come on, warden.

Hey, hurry up there.

What's happening?

What's happening?

Okay. Good evening everyone!

Okay. We'll have a fight tonight!

You like that?

Okay. First, I'll choose a pair.

Here, there's a genius looking guy.

-What? I don't know how to box.
-Yes, you will fight.

Give him some gloves.

Come inside!

You act all cute! Come fight, get in!

Okay, let's find someone
who can match you so it's not boring!

You look like you want extra rice. Get in!

Give him gloves.

I don't know how.

You can do it.

Okay, fight!

There you go! He loves that extra rice.

Punch him! This is boxing, not chasing!

Oh my God! You're making him mad!

Move around boy genius, or you might die!

Is it curfew already?
You went to sleep too early! Good night!

You're the winner!

Which group will take him?

What happened?

Do you want more?

One more! One more! One more!

Okay, let's look for another pair.

Warden.

Here inside, each group
has their own government.

Like small districts.

If you want to be a resident there,
you need to--

You need to box?

Yes, to prove yourself.

Did the former wardens allow this?

Yes, it's for the residents to sweat.

And instead of
senselessly hitting each other,

they make it into a sport, right?

One more!

Okay, let's find another pair
that'll give a good fight.

Here, a handsome one!

Okay, you will fight!

No one refuses here!

Okay, give him gloves!

Who wants to fight the handsome one?

Wow, these wimps have
the nerve to point fingers!

He's a really big boy!

Oh, big muscles! Really tough!

Come on! Let's start this!

This looks like a good fight!

It's heating up!

Finish him!

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Don't go easy on him!
Too bad if pretty boy gets beaten up.

Right in the face?
Take care of the face value!

I'm so scared! Pretty boy is down.

This giant hasn't even broken a sweat?

Let's go, handsome! Fight the monster!

Here it is! They're serious now.

Looks like an action drama!

The beast couldn't dodge!

He's a big guy, so the other big thing is…

his gloves!

Hide the kids, the beast is angry!

That was a good one!

Pretty boy probably
owes a lot of people money.

He's good at dodging! In fairness to you!

Fight!

Go for it, beast! Do your best!

Wow! My armpits are sweating
from the excitement!

Now that's boxing!

Pretty boy seems to
have some hidden skills.

He won't stop! The beast looks
like he's about to drop!

He looks like the kraken.
You're in trouble, pretty boy.

Boom! Wrong move!

Boom! Home run, the beast is dead!

What a beautiful fight!
Just as beautiful as me!

And the winner is the pretty boy fighter!

Hey, get up there!

You good?

-This is nothing.
-Are you okay?

-What happened?
-What are you doing here?

I'm a doctor. I can check him.

Okay, this is yours.

Stay with him. Fix him.

-Thanks, doc.
-You okay?

Here you go. Thank you very much.
Come back again.

There you go. So many people.

Right? They saw Orange's video.

Yes! Orange's video.
So beautiful and mesmerizing, Orange.

They said that?

Yes, they did. Give me this one!

Orange, I promise
to give the credit to you.

Imagine, there are so many advance orders,
and people willing to give loans.

I really feel like
this complex will boom again.

Yes. Hopefully, Trina.

How about you, Barok? Any comments?

Okay, I'll give you this one.

Wow. Thank you.

You were forced into it.

You're so conceited.

Why are you here? What are you doing here?

I just wanted to ask Trina
if she wanted to come along.

-Where?
-I'm going to see Dos.

Want to come?

I have things to do.

More people might come by.

Go ahead.

Barok! Barok! Hold on.

Take these vegetable to Dos.

Okay. Thank you.

Hey, you guys. Barok is going to see Dos.
Do you have anything to give?

I do. I prepared this.

Please give this Ube jam
in case he doesn't have snacks.

-Okay.
-This is very special, Barok.

Please have him read my letters.

This is tranexamic acid,
in case your gums bleed again.

Where did you get this?

At the clinic.

Good thing the
mayor's boy told me about it.

He said it was the last one.

Good thing there's still some left.

Thank you, doc.

Be straight with me.

You don't have cuts.

You weren't punched in the face that hard.

Where did the blood come from?

Can we please not talk about that?

I'm okay.

Where did that blood come from?

The lungs or the stomach?

We need to know.

Maybe you'll end up dying here,
without talking to your loved ones.

What is it, Jimmy Boy?
Tell me. You can trust me.

What is he going to trust you with?

Boxing. About boxing.

I want to learn boxing,
so I can put up a good fight next time.

You want to win?

You're a fighter.

A fighter that wants to win.

Want to practice with me?

You want to practice?

Get the whole brigade food.

Go with him.

Boss?

You look as smooth and clean as a corpse.

Hey!

Maybe you want me to bury you?

You can't take a joke, boss.

What's up?

The lawyer is here.

Okay.

-Bring them in.
-Okay.

Hey!

Boss…

Here's the lawyer I told you about.

Ben, come here.

Is that the relative
you were talking about?

She's like my sister, actually.

In the girl scouts.

His mom is my auntie in girl scouts.

Girl scouts?

There are aunties in girl scouts?

Yeah, right.

Attorney.

You probably know of the situation, right?

My client committed a robbery, right?

-Right.
-He threatened the cashier.

He did that because
he really wanted to go to jail,

to be with his father in prison.

Right.

Apparently, he's stupid.

Deserved!

Attorney, wait a minute.

Where did you get that lawyer?

Just trust me, boss. She's good.

She's the one who notarized
our land in the province.

No hiccups.

Has she won any cases?

Just trust me, boss. She's good.

She has notarized many things.

Do you suspect me?

Red-handed.

See? Boss, I got you.

You got me, but what's
the connection with this case?

Just trust me, boss.

She can handle it! Right, attorney?

Nice place, Jimmy Boy.

How much is the rent here?

Let's not fool each other.

We haven't eaten or slept here yet.

I'm having a hard time finding--

Don't mention Mr. Seng.

I know about that.

We're struggling here, Magnum.

We were left alone, like wet birds.

Don't be negative. Just relax.

How am I supposed to deliver bad news,
if you beat me to it?

Bad news?

Is there worse news than this place?

Yes.

Don't be surprised, okay.

Your talented son…

held up a convenience store.

He even threatened the cashier.

Hold up? Dos robbed someone?

My son wouldn't do that.

But he did.

Maybe it runs in the family.

In this cruel world,

is it possible to remain a good person?

Is it possible to hold
on to your principles,

if those principles also make you weak?