01x40 - Good Guy Barok

[bunniefuu]

Since the other day,
Trina hasn't left her room.

It's your fault. You shouldn't
have let her meet her father.

Aunt Baby, I was just trying to help.

Aunt Baby, don't leave me here.

-Hello, Wilma.
-Aunt Baby!

So, what now?

Didn't I tell you
to think it through carefully?

Trina?

I brought some Ichikult.

I'm gonna open it.

This looks so good.

Wow!

She's just living off Aunt Baby,
yet still mopes around.

You're such a freeloader.

High five!

Ugh.

What did you say?

You're just an ant.

Yet you leech off of those around you.

And you're picky about your sugar.

You're so noisy, Barok!

You're just too quiet.

Who were you talking to?

An ant.

Well, I don't want to be an ant.

You're right.

I'm just living off Aunt Baby.

Just because…

I'm not okay right now,
I can stop being a functional human being.

I need to help her.

Excited?

As Aunt Baby said,
just let yourself be, for now.

Don't rush.

Take a break.

How?

I'll handle it.

Good morning, warden.

Where's Reyes?

Making the rounds.

He might be outside.

What do you need?

I just wanted to update you about…

the boxing tournament that's happening.

A lot have joined and started
training with Jimmy Boy.

That's good news.

I hope it continues,
to end the underground boxing.

At least ours is supervised.

Just don't forget our job.

It should be clean and orderly.

So if there's anything suspicious,

report it immediately.

Yes, warden.

Alright, warden.

How can you be cautious in a world
where the people around you

are the very ones who will betray you?

Slow down.

Are you kidnapping me?

Why, are you still a kid?

Then why the blindfold?

For the element of surprise.

Surprise?

Wow, really a surprise?

As if I haven't had enough of
what's happening in my life lately.

Here we are. Sorry.

Just hurry up.

We're wasting time.

Step.

Where are we going anyway?

Just a special place.

Wait, Barok. Special place?

Barok, you know I'm not ready
for that kind of thing.

Especially now.

I get that.
You, of all people.

I'm just here to help you recover.

Oops, hold on.

What now?

I'll take it off.

I know I like to be dramatic,
but really, this place?

This is what you call a special place?

That's not it.

There, look.

Nice, right?

Hey.

Did I lose you?

I don't know what to say, Barok.

Your help is more than enough.

Just accept it.

I'm happy doing this.

Thank you.

But…

But what?

I'll just say it first, okay?

Before it's too late.

-Don't expect a date, alright?
-That's it?

I'm not ready
for that kind of thing, Barok.

That's fine.

That's fine.

You always have to size up your opponent.

There. Jab. Straight.

Upper.

Give it a hook.

Bro?

Bro?

Focus.

-You wanted to be a shadow, right?
-Yes, I do.

Bro, what's on your mind?

Do you think we'll really make
money from this boxing thing?

Maybe.

I hope so, right?

If we keep going, maybe.

Why?

Because…

I don't know where to…

get the money for my family.

I don't have a…

a place to turn to.

It's a good thing we have this gig.

We have this boxing thing.
We have a gig in paradise.

At least it adds to what I'm sending,
but it's just a small amount.

Of course.

Buddy, my junior is growing,
and their expenses are growing too.

I'm excited already, you know.

You know, bro, it's been a while
since I've felt this.

Being excited without being too worried.

With everything you've
both been through recently.

That's it.

It feels great to feel this, right?

Even just once in a while.

Alright, let's go.

Wait a moment.

What?

We have to shout.

Shout?

Yup.

Seriously?

Why shout?

Just let it all out.

I'll start, okay?

Why are things so expensive nowadays?!

Your turn.

This is for everyone who hurt my mom!

Your turn.

For those dine-and-dash pranksters!

Is that me?

Maybe.

For all those who are stingy
with cancer treatments!

For all the dirty dishes at the eatery!

Really, that one?

Well, those are my frustrations.

For my dad who only showed up now!

For tuition fees that increase every year!

Hopefully love also increases!

-Are you good now?
-I'm good now.

I still often think
about my dad's cancer, bro.

It won't go away
until it's treated, right?

What am I supposed to do?

Who can I ask for help with my problems?

We're in the same boat.

We're both…

Just count me in, okay?

If we can think of someone to approach…

to help me with my family,

let me know. I'm all in.

We need someone in a position of power.

Here, inside.

That's what I'm thinking.

-We have the same thought.
-So, we think alike?

We need to get someone
with power inside here.

Yeah.

That's what you said, right?

But what I mean is…

someone high-level, powerful,
so there won't be…

too many problems.

Bro!

Did you think of what I thought?

No.
I thought it first, then you thought it,

-but you asked me.
-You thought it?

-You thought it too?
-Yes?

-You know?
-Who do we approach?

You know now?

-Together.
-Alright.

-One, two, three.
-One, two, three.

-Warden.
-Mr. Seng.

Mr. Seng?

Are you serious, bro?

You know bro,
you can be a joker sometimes.

He'll help you, but…

there's always a catch.

Tomorrow or whenever it's possible,

I'll approach the warden
and ask for help for my dad.

You can join me if you want.

Alright.

You're right. It feels so good
to shout out all your feelings.

I feel so much lighter now.

How many kilos?

Do you want me to help you?

-I'm serious, Barok.
-Just joking.

Thanks as well.

For what?

For letting me help you.

For opening your room's door to me.

Of course.

Because…

I don't want to be
a freeloading ant at Aunt Baby's.

An ant, really?

But seriously, I don't know
how to face my dad again,

because the wound
he left is still deep,

because of what he did to me and my mom.

You don't have to rush it, you know.

As the old saying goes,
time hells all wounds.

Hells?

-That's wrong.
-No, don't explain it.

-Sorry. Sorry.
-I get the thought.

Heals.
It's Heals.

But seriously, thank you.
I really appreciate this.

Tomorrow again?

You'd like this to be every day, huh?

Every day?

-Let's eat, Aunt Baby is waiting for me.
-Let's go.

Aunt Baby, really?

What's the filling in this?

Apple and banana.

Sorry, I didn't answer your call earlier.

It's alright.

How's work?

Still the same.

Nothing has changed in the investigation.

Don't worry.

You'll get there, Love.

Okay.

Sorry, that's all I could cook
because I was late coming home.

Good morning, sir.

Long life.

Mr. Seng.

Good afternoon.

If you have nothing to do there,

don't loiter there.

Please leave, okay?

Mr. Seng?

If it's about the job you're asking for,

I'm sorry.

I can't give you anything.

But Mr. Seng, please, I'm begging you.

My request is just a small thing.
Only one you can help me.

This is for my wife and my kid.

-Please, just take me in. Please.
-Hey!

What are you doing here? Move!

I'm begging, sir.

Ah, Tempo?

-Boss.
-What now?

I have an update for you, Mr. Seng.

Mr. Seng, I'm pleading with you, please.

-I'm begging.
-Son of a g*n!

-Don't kick me out.
-Leave now.

Take me in, please.
You're the only one who can help me.

I beg you, Mr. Seng.

-Hey!
-Please, don't kick me.

-You're crazy.
-Please help me.

Fine! Fine! Fine!

-Fine!
-I'm just pleading.

Come back tomorrow.

Oh my, thank you so much, Mr. Seng.

Thank you so much. Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Thank you so much.

Fifteen years…

Oh, Trina. Sorry.

Tinay.

Mr. Seng!

Mr. Seng!

We have leverage against the warden.

So this is what
Warden Bennie has been hiding.

His feminine heart.

You got this so quickly?

I didn't have too much trouble.

Because his hidden secret
can be found in his own house.

You're impressive.

Because of that,
I'll increase your salary.

We can use this.

When have I ever failed you, Mr. Seng?

Warden Bennie must be scared
for everyone to see this.

If not, why doesn't anyone know about it?

Isn't it?

Lucio.

Prepare what you need to do,

to stop this warden.

Alright, Mr. Seng.

Thank you very much.

You're a dead man, kid.

Where's Dos?

He needed to do something.

Didn't say what.

Dos.

Sit down.

Good morning, warden.

Good morning.

Any problems with your preparations?

No, not with the preparations.

That's not why I came here, warden.

What is it?

Attorney.

First of all, thank you
very much for your time.

You know, Mr. Laurente, it's a good thing
your mother is persuasive.

Could even be a lawyer herself.

I won't be shy, warden.

I'm asking for help.

I won't take too much of your time.

But I'm asking again
for help to get my son out.

It's my father, warden.

Jimmy Boy Laurente.

He has lung cancer.

I don't know how serious it is…

so if possible,

we need to get him checked
before it worsens.

I'm speaking as a father,

for my child's future.

I hope you can really help him get out.

You two really
are something, Mr. Laurente?

You know Dos,

cancer is a tough enemy.

Inside or outside of prison.

It's hard to find a cure for it.

Yes, warden. I understand that.

But warden,

even though I didn't finish school,

I know medical treatment
should be available.

Even ordinary people, right?

I understood that more,
when Dad got cancer.

But honestly, I didn't expect
to revisit this case,

after what happened to Magnum.

Oh my God, rest in peace.

But speaking of Magnum.

Now that he's gone,

how will you pay for my professional fees?

The fact is warden, in or out,
we're both helpless,

because it's either too expensive…

or no available resources.

Warden, we don't want
to go back to before.

Attorney.

I'll find a way
to come up with the payment.

But could you take a look,
if there's a chance my son can get out?

What you're asking already
requires my energy, Mr. Laurente.

Jaime,

what will you do?

Didn't you promise not to do
what you did before?

I'll take care of it, Apung.

I'll find a way.

Both loving,
both wanting to help each other,

but where is this leading,
if your priorities are different?