Verdict

Mom, I want cake.

Okay dear.

How are you going to eat if you're playing?

Sit here.

You came home without texting.

Don't eat it

that's for Angel.

What?

You bitch, why didn't you text me?

I'm talking to you!

We just got home.

What?

I just plugged in the phone.

I need a drink.

Joy...

get me some gin.

Are you deaf?

I said get me some gin!

You're already drunk!

Where are you going?

You're useless!

You're making me angry, come here!

Don't compare my drinking with you whoring around all night!

Fucking slut!

Dante, stop that!

Shut up!

Mind your own business!

Go away!

- Go away! - You're disturbing the neighbors!

Come here you bitch!

You're gonna stab me?

Right here in my throat!

Get out!

Fuck!

Angel!

Damn you Dante!

Look at what you did!

Bitch, where are you going?

Joy, fighting each other again?

Help!

What happened?

My husband...

Where's our service car?

Out on an errand.

We need to get her to the hospital.

While waiting, let's do the blotter.

Sit here.

Joy, what happened to you?

It's Dante...

Again?

Where's your husband?

He's at home.

Arnel, where are you? Do you read me?

Check out the situation.

Copy Manong.

Let's turn back.

Men...

We're responding to an alert.

Alice...

- ...Sir? - It's a VAWC case.

Copy, sir.

Who are we picking up?

Dante Santos.

Dante Santos?

You know his address?

Yes sir...

He's at 14 Hilaga Street.

Hey! No drinking on the street!

All of you! Go home!

Watch your step.

Is this the Santos residence?

Yes.

George, go upstairs.

No one's here, but there's drugs.

In the bathroom as well...

But that's not what we came here for.

Anything?

No one's here.

He left already.

Where is he?

Maybe Kanluran Street?

That's his mother's house, on the other street.

It's near.

- ...Thanks - No problem.

Show's over, go home.

Over here.

Just a sec.

Tolits!

Follow us at Kanluran Street.

It's just here.

They're at number 14.

- Is this the house? - That's it.

Good evening!

Just a sec.

Good evening, ma'am.

We were told Dante Santos was here.

Dante Santos?

- May we come in? - Ma!

Good evening, Madam!

We were told Dante is here.

We're inviting him to the district office to answer a complaint.

- What do you... - I'm Alice from VAWC desk.

We're here for your son because of an assault complaint filed by Joy Santos.

What's VAWC?

We are Office for Violence Against Women and Children.

Men, search the house.

Hey! You can't just enter my house!

Ma'am, we have the right to search your house.

Search upstairs!

No one's here.

There's another room!

Don't you hurt my son!

Handcuffs!

Dante.

You are under arrest for assaulting your child and wife.

Come with us.

Sir, why?

There's a complaint against you.

Come with us to the district office.

I'm just sleeping.

Get up!

For God's sake, get him dressed.

Wait a sec.

Can we take the handcuffs off?

No, ma'am.

This is too much!

Get in the vehicle.

Ma'am, you can't come along.

Why?

You can see him at the district office.

Don't worry.

I'll call your uncle!

Doc.

- Yes, sir? - Doc, for medico-legal.

- What happened? - Assault.

Where did this happen?

At Hilaga Street.

Take his clothes off so I can examine him.

Wait for a while.

Antibiotics, three times a day.

This one is for the pain.

Thank you, where can I buy these?

There's a drugstore outside.

Clean the wounds every day.

Thank you.

Move here.

Doc, he's wounded but it wasn't from us.

Take your seat.

- How about my cuffs, doc? - Just stay there.

Any other wounds?

Excuse me, ma'am?

Here's the patient's consumption bill.

Can I pay this later?

Yes, ma'am.

Joy Santos?

Joy!

My dear.

You asshole!

I'll kill you!

Dad, stop it!

You animal!

I'm gonna kill him!

Ma...

I need to pay the bill now so I can bring Angel home.

I won't take long.

Here's the payment for my daughter's treatment.

- Come again? - 460 pesos.

For Dante Santos.

Here's the temporary copy of the medical certificate.

Come back next week for the original.

I've already paid. Can I bring my child home?

- Yes, you may. - Thank you.

- Do you need this? - Yes.

But we still prefer the original for documentation.

Momma, don't leave me!

Joy, we can't go with you.

Your mother's not feeling well.

It's okay.

Come home to us after you're done, okay?

Yes, ma.

Sit down, Joy.

Where's her medico-legal?

Here.

What's your decision, Joy?

Send him to jail.

Are you sure?

Yes, I am.

Do you have anything to say?

This is your last chance.

Joy...

Why don't you talk it over first?

I don't want to.

I don't mean to pry, but what about your child?

Look at what happened to Angel.

Jail him!

Don't make hasty decisions.

Things will go well if you talk about it properly.

Joy...

Just talk.

- Joy, let's talk. - Stay away.