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We should therefore pray to the Divine Spirit
for the grace to be genuinely self-denying,
humble, gentle in the service of others,
and to have an attitude of brotherly generosity toward them.
Oh, Jesus, since you have saved me by the cross,
grant that I may ever be willing to live in its practice,
that I may die in salvation.
I am the Way,
the Truth,
and the Life.
Without the Way, there is no going.
Without the Truth, there is no knowing.
Without the Life,
there is no living.
Amen.
If it wasn't for Uncle Ramon,
I would not be where I am now.
You know, he always told me I could do it.
He would always encourage me whenever I felt down.
I remember back when I won my first acting award.
He was so happy.
He's like a father I never had.
To a manager,
a friend.
Rest in peace, Uncle Ramon.
You'll forever be in my heart.
Ulap.
Condolence, Ulap.
You don't want to talk to me, do you?
Ulap.
Who are you looking at?
You better finish all that.
That's all the food I got left.
There you go.
Go on. Eat some more.
Thank you.
Ma'am, buy a sampaguita, please.
Please buy all my sampaguita so I can go home.
-How much for everything? -Seventy pesos only.
That's too much.
Thank you.
-Now, go. Go home. -Yes, ma'am.
Another one.
Thanks.
Ma'am.
We're here, ma'am.
Ma'am, we've arrived.
Yaya, hurry up.
This is it?
That's it.
We've deducted the money you owed Daddy.
Be grateful that you even got paid.
So, you'll be looking after me now, right?
I don't think so.
Bug someone else.
Hey, fuck you.
What is this?
Just because I don't make as much as I used to, you're getting rid of me?
Ulap?
-Ulap who? That's not Ulap! -How did you get in here?
Ulap?
Ulap.
How did you get here?
Hey! Hey! That is not Ulap!
-I'm warning you, Jane. -Give me that!
What are you saying? That's Ulap! It has a nametag!
How would you know? It could be any cat!
-You're still denying it! You're a thief. -That's not true.
This woman. She's a catnapper. You're a catnapper!
-Fine, you can have it. -You're pathetic.
-Delete that! -Catnapper!
Gosh! Poor Ulap. That girl can't take care of you.
Shameless!
You trespassing here is shameless!
Thief!
This sucks!
Don't...
Don't leave, please.
Please don't leave.
I can't bear it.
It will kill me.
I will die.
Painfully...
and slowly.
I can't be without you.
Take pity on me, Luis, please.
I need you.
There's a line before that, right?
Lines.
"You are my life."
Are you for real?
Director, I'm really sorry. She's not at her best today.
She must not have slept well.
Fuck you, Ed. This is the last time.
What?
You're done, Jane. Thank you.
Jane, we're done.
We're done.
What the heck?
She has an attitude.
She's really crazy!
Hi, big sis!
-Hi! -Hi, baby girl!
-Oh, my God! -I didn't know you were coming!
-Thank you for coming! -Hi, Director!
-I saw your story on IG last night. -Oh? You should've come.
Jane, you may go.
I'm so glad you could make it. Let's do this.
Sorry!
You look fresh today!
I just got out of the gym.
Hello? Jane?
I'm sorry. They were really looking for someone younger.
You didn't know that before you threw me in there?
You shithead.
Idiot.
Here.
You're a shithead, too. Do you know that?
Guys! We just reached one million followers!
And something bigger is coming up so stay tuned, guys!
I love you all!
Kelly! Kelly! Kelly!
One more.
Thank you.
Sound check.
Hey, we're good.
Bro, just a sec.
Beer.
Hi.
Hi.
Cheers.
She can't remember me. I'm surprised, bro.
Yeah, I just talked to her last night.
For real?
Good evening, everyone.
Seems like last night!
We are the Brisom band.
I'm Francis.
This here is Mike. Guitars.
We've got Wolf on drums.
And Tatsi on the keyboards.
Tongue is tied
I can't talk
Legs are tired
Can't barely walk
Lips so numb
Kiss on the wall
Heading high
I wanna go home
All these people around me
They come and they go
All these people around me
They come and they go
No, I don't check it, so...
So, when you shower, you don't look at it?
You just look straight ahead?
HEY, KID. I'LL HIT THE BREAKFAST BUFFET. LET'S GO! - FRANCIS
Hey, kid.
I'm here, you know.
Francis?
You don't sound so sure.
Morning.
Come, sit.
I don't know what you like so I got a bit of everything.
Here.
Drink cold water.
Takes the edge off.
I don't know where you live.
So I brought you here. I was pretty wasted myself.
You don't remember anything from last night, do you?
I knew it.
Do you still want to know?
Where we first saw each other?
How we met?
Well, you were drunk, alone.
Again.
I spoke on the mic and said...
This song is for Ms. Jane Pineda, the beautiful lady at the bar.
I had a crush on you in high school.
Friday Nights was our favorite movie.
This song's for you.
Hello?
No, I'm outside. Where are you?
Hello?
I told you!
No, somebody helped me out. What's your name?
-Francis. -Francis.
This must be it.
So, I got ahead of him this time.
I can't have you going home with strangers again.
You're jealous so you brought me to a short-stay motel?
Why, are you any better?
Hey, what short-stay motel?
Besides, I'm not like that. I didn't do that.
-Didn't do what? What? -You know. That.
Besides, you already threw up last night.
And I wanted to leave but you no longer wanted me to
so I ended up not leaving.
I slept on the sofa.
Yeah, right.
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