01x19 - Patalo

[bunniefuu]

What now, Tonio?

Let's go back.

Do you think I don't miss my son too?

Every time he visits me, he's bruised up.

I'd rather be outside
to prevent all of that.

But this is the situation.

We're in jail because
we did something wrong.

And that's fair.

Aren't you afraid that
they might stop visiting you?

Of course I am.

But what can I do?

All I know is that I raised him well.

He has morals, and that's enough.

Hey.

Let's go back.

You shouldn't force progress.

You need to have a plan before you fight.

Grandson, go slowly.

It's hard to make a comeback
if you make a mistake.

Wait, wait. Let's pause for now.

I might lose motor function
due to your harsh technique.

I'll just prep the food.

Sorry, Apung.

What's happening, Grandson?

Do you remember Coach Nesthy?

The one recruiting me for
the national team?

Yes, of course.

She got back to me.

They're waiting for me to join the team.

They even gave me gloves
with my name on them, Apung.

I hope you said yes!

Even if I want to,
I have to prioritize Dad, Apung.

I won't be able to save.
I can't visit him--

I know, you know your dad really hates it
when you box.

But he can't stop you.

But just think about this, okay?

Which way will he be happier?

If you're doing amateur boxing,

or if you're boxing professionally?

Either way, you'll get beaten up, right?

But, of course,

it's better to be doing something
you're proud of, right?

SEE YOU LATER. DO YOUR BEST.
DON'T WASTE THE 10K!

HOW ARE YOU, DOS?
WHAT'S YOUR DECISION?

Thank you for the offer, Coach,
but for now, I can't accept it.

My dad needs me. I'm sorry.

Hey!

Are you closing up this early?

Someone ordered all the food.

Potluck for a call center, maybe.

How about you? Have you eaten yet?
Did Auntie Baby cook for you?

No, I was gonna get Ichikult.
Do you have some?

Yeah, sure.

It's still cold.

That's what I like about you.

-Drink slowly.
-So good.

Wait, I'll join you.

Are you sure?

Here I go.

Did Dos pass by?

You miss him?

Not really. You're crazy.

It's just weird not seeing him
in the complex.

You know, maybe he's busy looking
for money for his Lodipaps,

or, maybe a match.

A fight? Shouldn't he tell us
so we can cheer him on?

You know, I've been friends
with Dos for a long time,

but sometimes he just wants
a moment of his own.

Wants to be alone.

I just let him be because…

I know Dos is strong.

He's strong-willed.

You said it.

But we can't really say for sure, right?

Because what if his being strong
is just a façade?

And deep inside, he's actually crumbling?

Get it?

I get it.

-Bro?
-I'll take care of it.

One game.

Let's go. He'll take care of it.

There's no…

Let's go with Dos.

No, no.

Dos Laurente? My boss is calling for you.

What's up, sir?

Do you believe in horoscopes?

What?

Earlier, the newspaper said this.

Capricorn, you will get lucky
if you do business well.

And, lucky color of the day? Green.
Lucky number is 20.

Do you think you will be lucky, kid?

Yes, if you bet on me, obviously.

It's not that.

You know p*stol, right?

I'm betting on him.

On p*stol?

Then why did you call me here?

You know, p*stol's good.

He's fast, punches hard,
and has a presence.

That's why I represent him.

You manage p*stol?

Do you know what p*stol needs?

He just needs a little push

to boost his confidence.

If you're thinking I'll lose to p*stol,
that'll never happen.

Even if I give you 20,000?

You just have to take a few punches.

Twenty thousand to lose to p*stol?

Exactly.

Why would I do that?

You know, someone told me
that you need money.

If all you need is money,
I'm easy to talk to.

Oops. Wait.

Does this mean you accept?

How can I know you're not a scammer?

With this face? A scammer?

Well, kind of.

All I ask is that
you get punched a little bit.

And then, you let it go on until round 3.

Why until round 3?

Because if it reaches round 3,
it will look like a good fight.

It won't look scripted.

Then, in round 3, you'll get knocked out.

Come on, Dos! Let's go, Dos!

Fight!

You want more?

What?

Get up!

If money's what you're after,
I'm easy to talk to.

When round 3 comes, you'll be knocked out.

See you next time.

You're a great actor, kid.

But I don't manage actors.

Too bad!

Our negotiations from before.

Count it first
before you say I'm a scammer.

Oh yeah, what's your zodiac sign?

Don't rush your decisions.

Dos, sorry I got caught in traffic.

What happened to your face?

Nothing. I lost, Uncle Migs. I'm sorry.

My first fight with you, and I lost.

I even embarrassed you.

Don't worry about that.

We'll make it up next time, okay?

Let's go.

MAKE THE HIT WHENEVER POSSIBLE

Hey, I've been waiting…

Hey.

What happened to your face?!

What w*r did you fight?

-Why are…?
-It's nothing, Apung. Someone got lucky.

-I'll go to bed…
-"Got lucky"?

I thought "beheaded."

Your face is almost unrecognizable.

It's like you brawled with monsters.

You're Lodipaps never once
came home that beaten up.

-Come sit down.
-Apung, it's okay.

Just wait.

I have good news, Apung!

-We have enough money…
-Stop with that and sit!

Sit down.

Apung, we have the money for Dad's lawyer.

You won that much money?

What happened, grandson?

Don't lie to me.

I lost, Apung.

Then where did you get the money
to pay the lawyer?

I sold the fight.

Son of a b*tch!

Why did you do that?

Apung, the money is
more important now, right?

We need to get Lodipaps out,

and p*stol's manager offered me
20K to lose the fight.

Do you hear yourself?

That's not how a real boxer acts.

You're father never did that.

I understand you.

You did it for your father.

But I won't condone it
because it's not right.

What's the point of winning, Apung,

if…

if I can help Lodipaps more by losing?

You're a boxer, not a thief.

You're fooling people.

You're fooling those who trust you.

You're fooling yourself!

We can't do anything now.
It's already done.

It happened.

We can't give it back,
and you're already beaten up.

Don't do it again, okay?

And don't tell your father
that you did that.

Because if he's already
against you boxing,

how much more so against you faking?

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

Have you been waiting long?
Sorry, I got a Ventosa massage earlier.

Where?

At Session Road.
You should try it sometime.

They have Shiatsu and Swedish massages.

What you did to my kid last night
was impressive.

Beat him up real bad.

Well, you wanted it.

But wait, you know…

The kid really forced himself not to hit.

I was impressed. So disciplined.
What did he do to you?

The kid didn't do anything.

I just threatened the dad so that

he gets what I can do to his kid
if he doesn't obey me.

That's called brutal affection!

But wait, what's your plan for that kid?

You don't need to know.
You're even getting my wafers.

This one?

She's too white.

How about this one?

She looks Chinese.

-Not this?
-Since last night.

It was still here.

This one's perfect.

No way. Her cheekbones are
too prominent for Carlton.

She's not his type.

Then what is Carlton into?

He likes them beautiful,

voluptuous, and feminine, like this.

So, Carlton only likes you?

That's why you got catfished.

Let's put looking for a face on hold
and focus on a name first.

Something like Orange.

Like Orange…

Sweetsop?

You're so good!

Was that a joke?

That's close enough.

Are you testing me?

-Elsa!
-Since yesterday, you've…

What did Rudy do?

I told him we'd stay
at the souvenir complex!

That we wouldn't be fooled.

But I'm shocked because he went alone
and talked to the buyer.

Oh my gosh! Are you that stupid?

All you do is complain about
where we'll get milk and food.

Hold on, let's calm down. Calm down. Okay?

But, Auntie Baby, what's the plan?
How can we calm down?

Yeah, madam, it's hard to be calm
when you don't have food.

I could lie to you all
and tell you I have a plan,

but the truth is, I'm still thinking.

I'm already ashamed, but, hopefully,
we'll hold on as long as we can.

Right! Because otherwise, what's the use
of us being neighbors, right?

You're right, Lando.

Hey, that's a first. Really, I'm right?
You heard her. I'm right.

Auntie Baby, where did I go right?

You're right. We're neighbors.

For them, it's just a store,
but we've been here for years, right?

Look at Orange.

Wasn't she born here? Grew up here?

Just like you and your children?

And now, we'll just let them build a mall,

or an office, or whatever else
they plan to do on this land?

-No one will agree.
-Right?

What's up?

I have an idea.

What is it?

What?

Wait, where's Dos?

I need someone strong.

Me?

Pfft.

I'll do it.

Yeah right, Barok.

Where's Dos?

Dos won last night.
Maybe he's busy with the lawyer.

Apparently, he won 20K.

20K? That's a lot.

Fine, you do it.

Dad!

What happened to your face?!

Why does your face look like that?!

Magnum-- Migs! What did you do?
What did you do to my son?

-Dad.
-Just relax.

How can I relax? Look at his face!

That's part of boxing,
getting beat up, right?

You know that.

Did you go to the doctor?

I'm okay, Dad.

How can you be okay? Look at your face!

Dad, I promise, I'm okay.

Dos, tell your Lodipaps the good news.

Exactly, Lodipaps.

We've got the money for the lawyer.

Your case will be accepted for sure.

I'll be taken to the provincial jail.

I'm fine with that.

But, Dad, it's not your fault, right?

It's better for me to be imprisoned
so my sentence can start running

instead of us fighting this
and it taking longer.

We'll have to wait, and it'll take…

Dad.

My sentence will take 20 years.

-Dad? Chief!
-I won't meet my grandchild.

Chief! Maybe my father can
be brought to the hospital?

I'm okay. I'm fine.

Why do you always refuse help
from people, Lodipaps?!

Can't you see?

Your situation is getting worse!

Dos, you'd better wait outside for now.

I'll talk to your father. Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Jimmy Boy, you're running out of time.

Magnum, if something happens to my son,

I'm telling you, I will really k*ll you.

Jimmy Boy, hurry it up

if you still want to see your son--

I'm doing everything I can!
What else do you want me to do?!

-You're being lazy!
-What the…?

And one more thing.

Someone told me

that you want to escape.

Is that true?

Whoever told you that, I'm telling you,

that's fake news.

I'm not going to escape, Magnum-- Migs.

I just helped my friend not to escape.

I will do everything you ask of me.

Jimmy Boy, you're too slow. Hurry up.

And one more thing.

Maybe you've forgotten,
but your son is right.

Your illness is consuming you.

Tomorrow,

I will be taken to the provincial jail.

I will start our plan immediately.

But make sure nothing happens
to my son, okay?

That's what I like about you.
You're easy to talk to.

It's easy to lose confidence

if you've been making
mistake after mistake.

But giving up is not a solution.

Whatever happens, keep fighting.