- [CAR HORNS HONKING]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER] [CHURCH BELL TOLLING] [MAN] All aboard to Quiapo! - [CHURCH BELL TOLLING]
- [CAR HORN HONKS] [SIREN WAILING] [FILM ROLLING] [THEME MUSIC PLAYING] We let him go.
We got the money. Good. Grandfather, that's your
share of the ransom. Fifteen million pesos. Where's Marcing?
Tell him to find me. It's about Mokang. She's being linked to
the shooting at the debut and Tanggol beating
someone up at her school. They revoked my scholarship.
They expelled me. You
won't be able to go
to school anymore? Mokang, don't cry. There's nothing we can do
about it now. - [TURKO] We got nothing.
- Supremo! Well? Did you get
any new information... [BEN SIGHS] ...about Amanda
and Augustus's business? No, Supremo. Aside from their
drug business in Quiapo, I couldn't find
any other information. I think people are
too scared to say anything. Why don't we talk to Ato? I'm sure he has information
on Amanda and Augustus. - [TURKO] Good idea.
- Alright. We'll take care
of
this ourselves without drawing
the authorities' attention. Hey, Boss Ato. Give me the rest
of our supply. We need it at the base. We're sending
a large shipment tomorrow. Hold on, I'll get them. [CLEARS THROAT] [DARK MUSIC PLAYING] Tell our other dealers
to give back our supply, too. [DARK MUSIC CONTINUES] Supremo, I'll keep
a lookout over there. He's coming out. There he is. Ato! Turko. [BEN] Ato. - Stop him!
- Ato! Hey! [GRUNTING] - Hey! Ato!
- After him! - Out of the way!
- Ato! Ato! [TENSE M
USIC PLAYING] - [PEOPLE CLAMORING]
- Don't let him get away! - Out of the way!
- Ato! Stop! [PANTING] [BEN] This way, Supremo. Let's go! [TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES] [GRUNTING] You're not getting away! [GRUNTING] Give it up, Ato! [GRUNTING] You stubborn bastard! You think you're tough?! - Stay back! I've got a knife!
- Go ahead and try! - Bring it on!
- I'll gut you! [GRUNTING] It hurts! You'll break
my arm, Primo! Then you shouldn't
have run away. - [ATO GRUNTS]
- Why'd you run anyway? We just want
to talk to you. What's in this bag
that's so important anyway? - What the hell? Drugs?!
- So that's why you ran. So what if they're drugs?!
Are you going to lecture me?! Who owns those drugs?
Is it Amanda?! N-No... No! I've known you
for a long time, Ato! You stutter when you're lying! [GRUNTS] Who do you work for?
Is it Amanda?! - Answer me!
- I-I said no! One more lie
and I'll break your arm. Are you still working
for Amanda?! [GRUNTING] Primo, I'm begging you. You know they'll kill me
if I te
ll you who I work for! [GRUNTS] Please let go
of my hand, Primo! - [TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES]
- [GRUNTING, GROANING] The next time I see you,
I'm going to kill you. - Got it?!
- [GRUNTS] [ATO] Give me that! [PANTING] Supremo, are we just
going to let him go? We haven't gotten
enough information yet. It's okay. I already got
the answer I needed from him. - Ben.
- Yes, Supremo? I'll leave my friend to you. Got it. Fred, Gringo, let's go. Okay. That bag was filled
with drugs! We could've made a fortun
e! [DARK MUSIC PLAYING] - Boss!
- Hey. - I sold everything.
- Wow. I need more supply
for my other customers. Is that so? Alright. I'll give you more this time,
so you won't have to come back. - Great. Thanks.
- Sure. Give him three packs. Okay. - Boss!
- Hey. - I'm here to report my sales.
- Sure. Come here. Oh, wow. That's a lot. Alright, I'll give you
more supplies, too. [DARK MUSIC CONTINUES] Mulong, is Augustus home? Not yet, ma'am,
but he's on his way home. Eric, go to the warehouse. Get t
he supply for Grandfather. Copy that, ma'am. Make sure we get enough
supplies for tomorrow, okay? Leave it to me, ma'am. [DARK MUSIC PLAYING] [LINE RINGING] Ato, Eric's on his way there. Make sure the drugs are ready. Gather all the supplies we have. Copy that, ma'am. [LINE DISCONNECTS] Jay. Stay here.
Sir Eric's on his way. Hand them the drugs, okay? I'll take back our supplies
from our drug dealers, so we can hit
our quota tomorrow. - Okay?
- Alright. [DARK MUSIC CONTINUES] Did you have fun
on
our date? Of course. Thank you, Camille. Mm-hmm. Uh... Thanks for taking me home. Thanks. Can't I come inside? Soon. I'll let you know. - Uh, I'll go inside--
- Camille. - Mm?
- Maybe next time? Mm-hmm. Alright. Um, I'll go inside.
Take care. - Camille!
- Oh. Can I... ...get a goodbye kiss? [MOROSE MUSIC PLAYING] Someone might see us. Huh? There's no one here. - But--
- Come on, just one kiss. [MOROSE MUSIC CONTINUES] You should go. Take care. I'll text you
when I get home. Okay. Take care. [GA
TE CREAKS] [DAVID] I won't let a rich
and pretty girl like you go. If we end up together,
I can leave Quiapo forever. [MOROSE MUSIC CONTINUES] [COINS RATTLING] Spare some change, miss! Sir, any amount will do. - Mister Marcing.
- How'd it go? - Well...
- Did you get more money? Nope. I got nothing. Everyone I know is broke, and it seems like... ...nobody's falling for
our gimmicks anymore. Try the car accident scam
like we suggested. That's right, Mister Marcing! Iking and I can be
your backup.
If you get into
a car accident four times, you'll be able to
pay off all your debts. 70,000 pesos is nothing! 15,000, 30,000,
then 45,000 pesos... I know how to count. How was I supposed to know?
[LAUGHS] Once you've gotten the money, just do a little stretch
and your body will be fine. It's that easy! [IKING] You can do it! You'll be able
to pay off your debts. We're old hands at this.
We'll back you up. We'll put on a good act,
Mister Marcing. [GRIM MUSIC PLAYING] - [BELL TOLLS]
- [GUNSHOT]
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