Tabi Po - First Season

Tabi Po - First Season

English സബ്ടൈറ്റിൽ ഡൗൺലോഡ് ചെയ്യുക

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Tabi Po S01E02-90292-WD English
കമന്ററി എഴുതിയത് mcephie
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പ്രസിദ്ധീകരിച്ചത്: 2022-05-16
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When I opened my eyes, I was oblivious.

Who are you?

We know what you are.

We know because we are the same.

Our paradise.

The Alferez told me about you.

Please come in.

I feel you, Tasyo.

I know that your heart is in pain right now.

because you've been betrayed by your favorite student.

Do you remember what we talked about?

It's only been a few days since…

Yes.

You asked me what we should do when people finds out about us.

And I said,

“How many can we kill in one night?”

Evil has its way of always finding me.

Is it because I'm also evil?

Or is it because humankind is really evil?

How confusing.

I don't know if I attract evil or if evil attracts me.

Every time I leave a chaotic world,

I end up in an even more chaotic one.

A trespasser, boss.

He must have passed by Bogart, but we got him.

What are we going to do with this one, boss?

Or maybe this is how the world really is.

Go. Tie him up.

Chaotic and evil.

Everything's shrouded in darkness.

Who among us is the unlucky one?

“Bastard.”

That's what they call worthless people in this world.

Immoral. Murderers.

It's obvious that something is bothering you.

It's Tasyo...

Im getting confused.

Sometimes,

he seems so fond of me. Other times, he...

suddenly hits me with his cane.

What have I done to him?

Ignore it.

It's just how old people are: so grumpy.

Why, how old is Tasyo anyway?

About three centuries.

You know what,

Tasyo used to be so fond of young boys like you.

But everything changed,

when he met the young Pedrito.

Maestro!

Sabel shared with me a very deep secret.

Maestro.

Because of his story,

my view about trust changed.

Why are you out of breath, Pedrito?

I forgot to tell you something.

My brother came here from Europe.

I would like to invite you to our little feast.

A congregation?

What would you gain out of inviting a mere professor?

Did you invite anyone else?

Only you.

You're the only person I admire, Maestro.

And you're also my favorite student.

I know you're an intelligent child.

But,

let's keep that between us.

Teachers aren't supposed to have favorites.

Thank you, sir.

What's this for?

A bribe for me to raise your grades?

No, maestro.

I always get perfect grades from your class.

I just want to say thank you because I learn a lot from you.

I idolize you.

Thank you.

Come,

let's have some snacks at my house.

Don't forget to study well.

Yes.

I hope you don't forget my invitation.

We will be expecting you.

You can count on my presence.

I'm going, Pedrito.

Goodbye, teacher.

I'll see you on Saturday.

Sure.

Goodbye. Take care.

- Yes, sir. - Thank you again.

His scent alone is delicious.

Not everything you see is food, Sabel!

Not Pedrito!

What is it with that child?

You must be forgetting what we really are.

Do you understand why I have to blend in? Why we have to blend in?

So that you can always have something to eat!

I don't need to pretend!

I can take all of them!

I am capable of killing and eating all of them.

Tasyo was very fond of Pedrito.

The trust that he cannot wholly give to me at that time, he gave to his student.

This...

is the first hobby of humankind.

Good evening, maestro.

Good evening, miss.

Good evening.

You're very lively, which must be why your brother is fond of you.

I would like you to meet my brother.

Hermano.

My beloved brother, Linares.

Brother...

My favorite teacher,

Maestro Juan Pablo Fernandez de Calderon Garcia.

Call me Tasyo since my name is too long.

It is my pleasure to meet you.

This is my sister, Sabel.

Good evening, miss.

Welcome.

My son has told me so much about you.

He says you're a very good teacher.

Thank you, mayor.

By the way, have you met my guests from San Diego?

I haven't.

Good evening, mayor.

- Good evening. - Thank you for inviting us.

Thank you for coming.

And who are your guests?

These are Tasyo and his sister, Sabel.

These are Alperes and Lady Consolacion.

They own almost all of San Diego.

Tasyo might actually believe that, mayor.

When you come to San Diego,

visit us.

Our doors are open for you both,

Sabel...

Tasyo.

Thank you.

It is essential to blend with the common people.

Well then.

I'll leave you for now as I shall mingle with the others.

You must imitate every action and movement.

You have to keep up.

- You have to... - Tasyo.

dance along.

So you're Tasyo.

The young indios often mention you to us.

Father Damaso.

Why do you want to be called Tasyo anyway?

Why not Maestro Juan Pablo instead?

Doesn't it sound more noble?

More like a conqueror.

So that I may seem more approachable to my Filipino students.

Many of them are intelligent.

And studious.

You are a joker.

Don't you understand...

that the small brains of the indios,

cannot absorb anything beyond the alphabet?

They are illiterate.

Your Highness must not know...

that majority of the guests here have indio blood in them.

Are you associating now with illiterate people?

Please find someone else to converse with this philosopher.

Those people are illiterate.

I don't know anything about that.

They are illiterate.

People are greedy for power.

They do useless things...

to make themselves seem more powerful.

But we need to imitate their dance steps,

and...

no matter how intense the hunger becomes.

You need to learn to restrain yourself.

Europe is very beautiful.

The air is fresh.

There are so many mountains you can climb.

You can--

You mean to tell me that...

the scenery at Europe is more breathtaking

than the beauty you see now?

Are the mountains in Europe,

more beautiful than this mountain?

Is something bothering you?

You have nothing to worry about, miss.

I must be drunk.

You don't know how to drink?

Not much.

A deep-seated poison,

that gradually blends with blood and quenches our kind's thirst.

Sabel!

Let's go.

Let's go home.

The common people's feelings are naturally impulsive.

Soft.

It is what makes them foolish.

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