Meet, Greet & Bye

Say, "Mama."

Mama.

Ma!

Ma…

Ma!

Ma!

Mama, stop!

-Mama's coming! -Mama!

Ma.

Ma!

Mama!

Kerwin, start the van!

Mama, come on!

Ma!

Ma?

Don't rush her.

Ma, let's go.

She's coming. Move faster.

Leo, hurry up!

Mama, let's go!

Coming!

Whoa!

-What was that? -That was close.

-We're here! -Yeah, right on time!

-Let's go! -Take care!

-Careful. -Really?

-That's what you're wearing? -I had to hurry.

-You woke up late! -So what? Mama took longer.

Hurry, come on!

Of course I did. I have to be beautiful today.

-All right, but let's go. -Brad, she's right.

-You should've dressed up. -No one will notice.

-Brad, here. Wear this. -Let's go. Hurry.

-Congrats, Geri! -Love you!

-Bye! -Take care! Bye!

-Guys, faster. I'm going to be late. -Wait up.

Ma!

Why are you rushing? Tupe's not here yet.

-If he even comes. -As if!

He'll be here.

Yes, I'm already here.

- Babe, don't forget to… -Yeah, yeah.

I'll talk to her when I get the chance.

-Call me, okay? -Okay.

Bad luck. It's raining.

Sir, that's a blessing.

Now, the Bachelor of Arts major in Multimedia Arts.

I can't believe she's graduating.

Good for her.

-She even beat you to it. -Whatever.

What's up?

-Ma. Let's go on stage. -What's that?

Let's go up.

-Me? -Yeah.

Why me? It should be Tupe.

Ma, first of all, where is he? Second, why him?

-He sent you to school. -But you raised me.

-You should do it, Ma. -Exactly.

You both have a point.

-Want me to do it? -Cut it out.

I just wanted to help.

Sorry, sorry. Excuse me.

Bro!

-I missed you. -Did I make it?

-Get on stage! -It's okay.

-You should be the one there. -It's okay.

Brad.

Fabregas, Joy Marie dela Rosa.

I made it.

-I missed you, bro. -Likewise.

Wow, you didn't grow an inch.

Wow.

-You grew a lot. -Facundo, Geri Ann Lopez.

Oh, there!

-The Facs! -Hey!

Bro!

Mama, look.

-Ma! -There are people behind you. Sit down.

Oh, hello!

He came.

Honey, look. He's here.

He's there!

Your daughter's all grown up.

I know.

When was the last time you came home?

Seven or eight years ago, right?

Geri was still tiny then.

Exactly.

Ma!

-Keep an eye on bed three. -Okay, copy.

Was she tired? Hungry?

She just got dizzy.

Well, obviously that's why she fainted.

I mean, how long has this been going on?

What, no one knows?

No one ever noticed?

We never neglected her, if that's what you're saying.

Brad, I'm only asking, how come this happened to Mom?

Brad?

Everything's fine. She's stable.

You may bring her home.

I do hope that the family has convinced your mom

of my treatment plan for her.

-Because... -Hold on, Doc.

What treatment plan?

Oh my God.

She hasn't told you yet.

Her cancer is back.

Thank you for coming, Mayor. Geri, come here.

-We packed food for you. -Wow, my favorite!

Go eat. There's more food. Thank you, Mayor.

-Congratulations, darling. -Thank you.

Look at your photos. I picked those myself.

You're lucky I can't get back at you because you never graduated.

-Whatever. -Bye.

-Bye. -Bye. Take care.

Bro.

All the guests are gone. Let's talk to her now.

Go ahead. You're the youngest.

-Me? -Yes.

-No. Come with me. -You handle this.

-Whoo! -So many bubbles.

-You should talk to Mama. -Why me?

You're the favorite.

Let's go to the original one.

Bro, can you talk to Mama?

Let's go.

-Here. -Here you go, Madam.

-It wouldn't be complete without this. -Thank you.

Ma, we have to talk.

Oh?

Oh my! You came! You're so sweet.

You remembered. You really love me.

We heard.

-What? -We're sorry.

Wow, the news spread faster than my cancer.

I wonder who couldn't keep their mouth shut.

Madam…

Are you doing chemo?

No.

Why not?

You know how difficult it was for me.

-Ma. -I thought...

Oh! This is my son.

Tupe. Isn't he handsome? He's my eldest.

-Yes, he's very handsome. -He is.

And rich!

A businessman.

His restaurant in LA is a success!

-Hi, Tupe! -Hello.

-We're your mama's classmates. -Yes.

-Where? -The Big C.

We graduated at the same time.

But now, I'm taking my master's.

That's why we have to talk, Ma.

Oh! I still have food upstairs.

-Come on, let's eat! -Let's go!

Wait, wait. Have you seen the second episode?

Yes!

-It gave me the feels. -Me too!

-Right? -They will end up together.

Oh, it's Baby's specialty rice cake. There's still some left for you.

Ma.

-Plate, please. -They have amazing chemistry.

Ah…

Do you have a special dance number?

You know, my kids are great dancers.

They take after me.

Ma, can we please talk?

Properly.

This hasn't been chopped yet.

Oh, give me my knife!

-You're taking some home, okay? -Of course.

-How long have you known? -Why didn't you tell us, Ma?

What for? It's worse now.

Precisely, Ma!

It's already in your brain and liver.

Stage four.

All the more that we need to do chemo ASAP.

No. I don't want to.

Don't you want to get better, Ma?

I won't get better.

It will extend…

Well, there you go.

Two weeks, two months, two years?

That's good enough. I'll take it.

Right.

It won't make a difference.

You'll only prolong my suffering.

Brad. You know this, right?

Stage four.

So, what?

You expect us to let you go just like that, huh?

No.

Yeah. It's settled then.

You're doing chemo again.

I said I don't want to!

I don't want to be in debt again.

I don't want to throw up again.

I don't want to get weak again.