The Write One

You showed me the way to find myself.

I don't know where I'll be without you.

I just want to say I love you, Joyce.

Joyce.

I need to talk to Hans.

The person caught on camera...

the murder suspect

in the death of Casa Fuerte's construction worker...

His name is Lando.

That demon only works for one man.

He works for Congressman Ramon dela Peña.

I want dad to be prepared if Joyce speaks up.

But I didn't know he'd tell you to come here.

It's too late to regret telling your dad, Via.

Cindy!

Joyce, Joyce, Joyce.

Joyce, what's happening?

Joyce!

Call the medic!

Call them! Come on!

Joyce, Joyce, Joyce.

Hang in there, dear. Hang in there.

Joyce, hang in there.

Don't give up.

Hang in there, okay?

You have to fight.

Joyce...

Joyce, we're in the hospital.

Hang in there, please.

Your father's here.

I'm by your side, dear. I won't leave you.

We'll get through this.

Joyce, hang in there.

Joyce...

Joyce, we're here.

I'm here.

Doc, gunshot wound, right chest.

We'll need a closed tube thora.

Nurse, please prepare the extra beds.

This is arrested.

We need to perform CPR. Please call Doctor Shin.

Excuse me.

Miss Via, how are you?

I came as soon as I heard what had happened.

We're here in response to the accident that happened

in the set of Joyce Trinidad's film.

Yes, that's our film.

It suddenly got loaded with a bullet.

I never thought of testing it first.

What happened was an accident, Deedee.

-It's not your fault. -Miss Megan...

Please calm down.

We will ask you questions.

Come here. Sit down first.

Please tell us what really happened

so we won't have any problem.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten,

11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16...

Son.

Son...

- -Son.

How's Joyce?

Joanne, our daughter...

There was an accident...

What happened?

What happened?

Why were you at the set?

Did you escape from rehab again?

-Joanne. -You escaped from rehab again!

- -Let's calm down.

The doctor is doing everything they can.

-What do you mean by calm down? -They're attending...

They're attending to Joyce.

Calm down?

How can I calm down? My daughter could die!

What happened to your daughter?

You were at the set! You were there!

Your daughter got harmed!

I protected her. I did everything.

I gave everything as a mother.

I became a mother and a father to her.

You? What did you do for her?

You chose to have a worthless life!

I know you're hurting, but...

-You're right. -What?

I understand you.

You're right.

Miss Via...

you'll be fine, okay?

I know it's very intense.

There's a lot of blood.

But please, relax.

How can I relax, Queenie! Come on!

Did you see it?

Did you see how Liam cried for that woman?

Did you?

Excuse me?

Miss, that woman...

Miss Joyce is dying.

I get it. We're evil queens.

We were the princesses that were never saved, but please,

just this time,

you're jealousy is uncalled for.

Miss, where are you going?

The police will talk to us.

Wait, Deedee can't do what you're thinking.

She didn't do anything wrong!

Maybe it's just a protocol.

I'll go with her to the police station.

I'll go with her too.

I'm the Executive Producer.

So I'm the one who should take responsibility.

The other people on the set will be investigated the next day.

Let's go.

What happened to my daughter?

What happened to my daughter?

What happened to my daughter?

Madam, please stop.

Explain it to me!

-Son... -Mom.

You have no right to talk to me until my daughter becomes okay.

Does she look okay?

Look at her! Is she doing okay?

If something happens to my daughter,

I have no one else to blame but you!

You talked my daughter into doing that small-time movie!

Joyce.

Dad!

What did you do?

What do you mean?

I thought you wanted to protect me?

That's how I can protect myself from Joyce's revelation.

That's your way, Dad?

To kill?

Is that how easy it is for you, Dad?

Tell me, my beautiful daughter.

Deep inside your heart...

isn't that what you want, too?

To get rid that woman.

Blood effect...

okay, check.

Gun prop...

okay, check.

And then, blank bullets.

Okay, check.

Oh.

Deedee, are you finished doing that?

Yes, Miss Megan.

Okay, can you help me?

Okay.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten,

11, 12, 13, 14, 15,

16, 17, 18, 19, 20...

Lord, I'm begging you.

Please save Joyce...

for the sake of all who love her.

For the people who are hurting right now...

who got involved...

Please help them.

And please don't let my son take all the blame.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten,

11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18...

Liam?

Joyce.

Joyce, please forgive me.

This is all my fault.

I didn't mean it, Joyce. Forgive me.

Liam, what are you doing?

What are you talking about?

One...

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten,

11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19...

I don't know where I'll be without you.

Me, too, Liam.

I'm also happy to be working with you.

But wait, where is this conversation headed?

I love you.

It's like a movie.

These things we see are the real magic for me.

What if she likes you?

What if...

What's happening?

16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27,

28, 29, 30.

What's happening?

Flatline.

Let's pronounce it.

4:46 A.M., time of death.

Please tell the relatives.

No.

No...