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Hello, officers.

Is there a problem?

That's what we'd like to know, ma'am.

What's going on here?

Nothing much.

It's the middle of the night,

you're screaming at the top of your lungs.

The music's too loud.

The neighbors are scandalized.

Are you the owner of the unit, ma'am?

Oh, sir, we're very sorry.

PO1, PO2, PO3, I'm really sorry about this.

We're just having a small celebration because I’m getting married!

You're the bride?

Yes!

Oh.

Babe!

Oh my god, I'm so drunk!

Come over here. I miss you so much!

But I'm so excited! I'm gonna get married!

I miss you so much.

Shit!

What happened last night?

Is that a question, or a statement of regret?

Be serious. I wasn't asking. I'm really confused.

Confused about what?

Goddamnit, you always want the pesky details.

Why, of course. I'm a lawyer. I need details.

Okay, fine.

I'm confused as to why we made out with that macho dancer!

Why did you make out with the macho dancer that made out with me?

Why did we lick his right nipple?

Why did we let him fondle our breasts?

Why did we put his cock in our mouth and took turns putting it inside our pussies?

…your honor?

It's simple. Because we wanted to.

That's the thing. Why did we want to?

Oops. Hang on.

Wait. You don't have a license.

I'll drive.

Exactly.

We don't have the license to commit such. We are not allowed to do such.

Because we are in a relationship. How long have we been together?

Six years.

Remember, in two weeks time, we'll be seven years.

You remember?

Wanda set her wedding date

on the day of our seventh year anniversary.

Oh my god, that crazy sentimental bitch.

Oh my god.

What?

Baby, this is it.

- What? - Seven years.

Seven year itch?

What if this is where it ends?

Couples break up on their seventh year.

Baby, do you mean you kissed that man because you're sick of me?

No!

See my favorite shoes?

Even if it's old and worn-out, I don't get sick of it because if I like something,

I like it forever.

Besides, I didn't kiss him.

He kissed me first. I just returned the favor.

Okay, fine.

Baby, you didn't return anything. It wasn't any kind of reaction.

You know what that was?

We just played around a little bit.

That means this is definitely it.

We're beginning to want other people?

Baby, I don't want to!

Besides, I’m so in love with you!

I'm so in love.

Hang on a minute.

Wait, wait.

Relax. Okay? This doesn't mean we'll break-up.

No! Okay?

Let's just say that what we're going through is just a phase.

Okay? We just miss dick.

And, at the same time, let's consider this, a cheat day!

- Cheat day? - Yeah!

It's not a cheat day. We're not cheating.

We had sex with someone else but we did it together.

We shared a meal. So what?

Did you not enjoy it?

It had no business feeling as good as it did.

Baby, remember the forbidden fruit.

The more you're deprived of it, the more you want it.

But it's wrong.

But no one said it's illegal.

Ew.

Let's just go.

Ready?

Your seatbelt, baby.

Cheat day. Cheat day.

Cheat day.

Felt so good!

Ew!

You loved it when he put it in you!

Gross!

Don't deny it.

Let's go.

Let's do this.

And save. Yes!

Nice.

Hello?

Hello?

Hi, Ms. Wanda.

From Rule of Thirds. About your prenup video?

Hello? I'm sorry, the signal is very poor.

Hello? Hello?

Hello?

Ma'am?

Hello?

Ma'am? I can't hear you. Choppy.

Hello?

- Sounds better. I can hear you. - Right.

I've made all the revisions you requested.

I just wanted to know if you can drop by today because,

we close midday on Fridays.

Oh, sorry about that. I forgot about it.

It slipped my mind because I’m in Thailand right now.

Ah, I can just send you a link. You can just download it.

I wonder if I could just send someone to pay you and pick up the file.

You can put it on a USB.

Ah, you mean flash drive?

Yes, exactly.

Ma'am, I'm sorry but we no longer use flash drives.

It's not included in the package.

Ah, no, I simply can't be relied on when it comes to web links.

It shouldn't be so hard to put it on a flash drive, yeah?

Are you available tomorrow?

Sorry, ma'am, but...

I'm only available on Mondays.

And I'm not sure if I can put your file on a flash drive

because we don't have one in the studio

and I don't have the time to go to the mall.

I have a wedding, a corporate events, JS proms, and…

I'll just send you the link, if that's possible.

After all, that's how everyone does it nowadays.

That's the thing, 'everyone' doesn't include me.

Because I am a goddess!

A goddess!

And goddesses prefer flash drives!

Be ready with it on Monday. I'll send someone,

they'll pay you and you give them the flash drive.

Flash drive! Flash drive!

Hello, ma'am?

Okay. Flash drive.

Flash drive.

Where can I find a flash drive?

Okay. Flash drive.

Flash drive. Flash drive.

Flash drive, come out wherever you are.

Flash drive. Flash drive.

I didn't know this was still here.

♪ I did it my way ♪

Come on.

Hey. I know you.

Bingo.

Okay.

Shit. It's so hard to be cross-eyed.

Okay.

Focus. Focus.

…and save!

Okay.

Yes. For…

For Wanda.

Yes.

Hi bridesmaids!

I need you to pick up the USB— I mean 'flash drive'—

at Rule of Thirds Studio on Monday.

I'll send you the location. Anytime on Monday.

I've deposited the balance in Patricia's account

and the money to deliver the USB—

I mean flash drive— here in Thailand.

Please review the prenup video because your opinion

as a couple is the only thing that matters to me

because most of my friends are good people except for you nitpickers.

Let me know if you liked it, okay?

We’ll send him here in Thailand. He can also handle the wedding.

Though I am not sure because I heard he has an operation. But oh well.

Don't send me any links because I won't know the first thing about it.

If you're not available, remember that as my bridesmaids,

it's your responsibility.

If you're still not available,

just remember all the debts of gratitude

you owe me eversince we met.

I've been your supplier of sanitary pads for the longest time

seeing as you're both such slobs.

Thank you!

Screw you! I couldn't even get a word in!

Bridesmaid...

You know what, babe. I don't see anything wrong with it.

Actually, I think it would be quite challenging.

Polyamourous relations are so tiring.

They're so stressful!

Between the two of us, we're playing tug of war.

What more if we add another person?

Poly-what?

Polyamourous!

Polyamourous relationships. Here, have some first.

That's for you.

You see, polyamorous relationships,

they involve more than two people. It's a kind of romantic relationship.

You're not getting any of this, are you?

It doesn't look like you're absorbing any of it.

I totally get it.

No, you don't.

So I'm going to explain it to you. Okay?

This is how it works. Listen.

Okay, for example,

a person has a mistress.

- Okay. - Okay.

Then his or her partner found out.

And this partner decides to cheat as well.

Okay.

In the end, they just agree to all be in one relationship.

Okay, you get it?

Do you get it?

Get it?

Bitch, what?

Sorry!

Polyamourous relationships are—

Wait, where's your hot sauce? I'll go get it.

In the room. Inside my makeup kit.

Okay.

Like I was saying, in polyamorous relationships,

one person can have more than one partner.

They can have multiple— Oops! Catch!

They can have multiple partners.

Okay?

It's like… like group love!

What the hell?

Group love?

Group project?! I don't like that!

Ew.

We were just talking about a third person.

Alright, then a 'throuple'.

Three as a couple.

Wow. You're so prepared. How do you know all this?

- Babe. - Yeah?

Remember my clients before Christmas?

All three of them were influencers and they had no idea

how to split their money among themselves.

Okay.

They're so famous and they're earning so much,

and the problem, babe, was they're a throuple.

Catch!

You get it? A throuple!

Triangle! Three! A triangle.

Three people sharing each other.

You know what, I'm getting stressed out.

But something about it excites me.

It's exciting because it's new.

Remember that.

Like when we were kids.

Whenever we have a new classmate or a new neighbor.

What, you're done?

Look at yourself.

Isn't it exciting?

We want to play with them right away. It's the same thing.

But this is a relationship. It's not a game.

I just want us to survive the seven year itch.

So, babe, what are you saying?

We're going to be in a throuple for just a year?

Just for a year.

If I agree to it.

I still have a lot of inhibitions. I have some worries.

Like what?

I'm worried that it might cause our breakup.

That maybe, all of a sudden, you—

I know what you're saying.

You're saying you might fall in love with the guy.

Wow. Why me?

I was thinking you might.

I told you it was a group project, didn't I?

Right?

So what does that mean?

Where is the—

Babe, think of it this way,

As long as we're both aware it's just a group project,

whatever you're thinking,

whatever you're scared of, it's not going to happen.

Alright, here.

Let's make this clear.

Okay, let's set a target output.

To survive the seven year itch through a throuple.

Deadline.

Just for a year. Help us get through this seventh year.

One year?

You're good with some parts, right? You're clear about the procedures?

Or do I have to tell you about the expectations

about what's going to happen in the relationship?

For example.

For example, Time.

When it comes to time, we'll prioritize each other, of course.

Okay.

Cheers.

Sex. When it comes to sex,

all three of us should be present, right?

Get it?

-Okay.

Emotions…

That's it. That's my issue.

What if you fall for him? Or I to him?

His companionship should just be for sexual release,

because in the end, it should still be the two of us.

Babe.

Sorry, my question is...

will someone agree to a one-year limit?

God. With these pretty faces?

My god.

Sorry.

Okay, so I think what you're saying is, as I understand it…

You're telling me we should look for a man who isn't very attractive.

Someone who'll take us on with no qualms.

Then there's no danger of us ever falling for him and going all out.

Is that what you meant?

Huh?

Why would we look for someone unattractive?

Wouldn't that take away from the enjoyment?

Sure, we won't fall for him, but will we have a great time?

That's my dilemma.

I have an idea!

Come here, quickly. Come with me. Come on!

Here's what we're going to do.

We'll write down the Top 10 qualities we like in a man.

Our ideal man.

- Okay? - Okay.

Marker, marker.

Wait. Where's our marker?

Here it is.

Okay.

Ready?

One to ten.

- Game? - Okay.

Can you understand my handwriting?

No copying. Don't look at my answers, jeez.

I'll smack you!

Can you understand my handwriting?

It's a lawyer's penmanship.

Okay.

One to ten!

Ouch!

Okay, look at it.

Now that we've written down the things we like in a man,

now we have a guide.

Guide?

Yeah, a guide!

So we're going to look for a guy, okay?

But he shouldn't fall between seven to ten,

because he'd be too perfect.

We'll fall in love for sure, so he has to be…

We can't choose someone who scores six below

because we won't enjoy his company.

So we'll look for someone who's acceptable.

We'll have to headhunt for an average guy?

Well, that's our problem, babe.

I don't know where in God's name we'll find someone like that.

Babe!

Babe!

Oh god, come on!

Babe!

You had to go back to sleep!

- Good morning! - Hi, madame. Good morning!

Madame, can you help me wake her up?

Huh?

Can you wake her up? She went back to sleep.

Babe. Babe.

Ah, madame. Did you receive my chat?

- -Yes. - So, we're good?

Wake up, wake up!

Babe!

Wake up, dear!

I can hear, babe. Come on!

We still have to drop by Rule of Thirds Studio.

Madame, here's the money. I leave it up to you. Okay.

Yes.

Move your ass. Let's go!

Oh my god, this place is filthy.

Rule of Thirds...

Chin down a bit.

Okay. Very nice. Next. Next person please.

Hi!

I'm Attorney Ivy Trinidad. I'm here for Wanda's prenup video shoot.

Oh, no.

It got wet.

My papers.

Oh no!

Sorry!

It's okay.

It's soaked. Hang on.

I'm very sorry.

Sorry.

It's okay.

- Oh, shit! - Babe!

Oh, sorry.

Babe, just be careful. Be more careful.

Thanks, man.

Here, mister. Thank you.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, shit!

Miss, are you okay?

Yeah.

Here.

Thank you.

Thank you!

Get dressed, biotch!

Well, well, well…

Ah, madame, I'll get back to you.

I just need to watch Wanda's prenup video.

All good. All good.

I'll just throw out the trash.

Then I'll go buy the groceries.

Okay, go!

What the hell! Why am I in here?

What the hell!

Why does Wanda's videographer have these?

Shit, it's so creepy.

Babe, court is in session.

Come home. Get back here. Come home right now!

What's the matter? Calm down. What happened to you?

Just come home. I found something. I discovered something.

Please! Just get home!

- My god! - Okay, fine, fine, bye!

What the hell? Damn you.

I was thinking the worst things. What is it?

Look.

What is that?

Where did you get that?

It's on the flash drive from Rule of Thirds.

That's not all. Here's more.

What the hell?

Who else is in here?

Me! You and me!

Back when I was still working at Barbers' Lounge,

and when you were still in College.

Hang on. Scoot.

Let me see that.

Let's investigate this Rule of Thirds guy.

I'm sure whatever this is, they have a plausible explanation

and it's not some mystery.

Okay. What's his website?

Rule of Thirds. DOP.

Owner?

Apol the third?

Apol?

Is it a woman?

Whoa. Scroll down.

Oh, no! It got wet.

My papers.

Oh no!

I'm so sorry!

The cross-eyed guy!

Hey, dudes! I'm so back!

Back in college, he tried to court me. He even failed three subjects.

But I ended up shifting to another course.

I remember him. He's one of the regulars at Barbers' Lounge.

When I was still a junior stylist?

I'm not sure if he hasn't eaten or he just couldn't keep his eyes off of me.

But I stumbled in front of him and he helped me up.

After my shift, he asked for my number. I told him I'm taken.

He insisted to have dinner.

I told him to just forget about me.

Are you done with this?

Can I erase this now?

I did warn you, attorney. Who's that now?

I've been telling you to stop defending those criminals.

- Game? - Game.

Six.

Six.

Six!

So you mean,

the two girls you lusted over in your past and present,

they're dating?

What the heck!

The first woman you fell in love with in College,

and the last woman that made your dick hard,

are shagging each other?

Hey!

At which stage of evolution did you stop?

You sound like a caveman.

You see, even if they're lesbians, there are different classifications.

There are manly tomboys, muscular— more muscular than you.

Really?

There are tomboys that wear skirts.

There are some who are into both girls and boys, too.

They're called bisexuals. You should watch more porn.

So what do they look like now?

Still the same.

If Ivy hadn't called Patricia "baby",

it wouldn't even cross my mind that they're dating.

They look very feminine.

That's what I'm talking about! You can no longer box people's

gender orientations and sexual preferences these days.

Whatever they are, whatever they are to each other,

it must feel so good to screw them.

I want to take videos of them while they do each other.

Look at this thirsty asshole.

You don't even know these women,

you're already raping them in your mind.

As for me, it doesn't really bother me but when they saw me,

it didn't seem like they recognized me.

Maybe they don't remember me anymore.

Why, Apol? How many cross-eyed friends do you think they have?

I wonder.

How many indeed? I can't count very well.

How many fingers am I holding up?

Okay, guys. All good.

All good! Bye!

Come in.

Thank you.

Thanks for having us.

So detectives, did you find anything?

Have a seat.

Everything you need to know about Apolinario is here, Attorney.

Great! Now, spill.

Attorney Ivy, this is everything we learned within six hours of investigation.

We spoke with barangay officials, visited police posts,

and the most reliable sources of information...

the neighbor gossips.

Apolinario Trillo III, 39 years old.

No criminal records, owner of Rule of Thirds studio.

He's had a few exes but they all ended in good terms.

They still keep in touch and even hire him for their weddings and special occassions.

He makes good company and knows how to deal with people—

no quarrels with anyone.

The parents of Apolinario or "Apol" died early

so he took on many jobs as a kid

to be self-supporting, so to speak.

He has strabismus—

What does that mean?

Strabismus. It is a condition, in which the eyes

do not line up with one another.

In other words, one eye is turned to the direction

that is different from the other eye.

Under normal conditions, the six muscles that control eye movement

work together and point both eyes in the same direction.

We already know he's cross-eyed.

In high school and college,

he became a part-time photographer in different photo studios.

He encountered challenges in credibility as people couldn't understand

how somebody who's cross-eyed could be a photographer.

He charges premium rate for his services but it's worth it.

He's earned a lot of recognition here and abroad.

He dabbled in Law in exchange for his services,

in the university as a documentarist

but after failing his subjects,

he supported himself to study his true passion...

photography.

His business thrived and he became known,

in the field of events documentation

from christenings,

to weddings.

Single,

currently no relationships,

living in his studio.

He has been setting aside money in his savings for one thing,

eye operation.

So people would start looking at him in a different way.

He has no quarrels with anyone.

You could say he's a good person.

You can find his full schedule of events and appointments for the whole month.

In fact, they're covering the Junior-Senior Prom,

of the public school where he graduated.

For his Alma Mater.

That's tomorrow night.

Is there anything else?

Ah, I don't think so.

That's all, Detective.

Thank you very much.

We have to go, then.

Thank you, Attorney.

Thank you, thank you.

The night dance, similar to a debutante ball.

Early prom where times of firsts,

The first adult social event for teenagers.

The first time taking the family car out after dark.

The first real dress-up affair, and so forth.

There was a resurgence in the '80s which kept pace in the '90s,

and hit its peak early 2000s, opening the way for some of our major favorite films

from centric teen movies over that past few decades...

She's All That, Pretty in Pink, Dream Girls, and others.

And as this generation continue to improve as societal norms evolve,

especially concerning race, gender, and sexuality,

prom parties are changing their values.

Ladies and gentlemen, our junior and senior prom dance!

Ivy? Patricia? What are you doing here?

Isn’t it obvious?

We're asking you to dance.

No, I mean…

We were joking, Apol! We know what you meant.

We want to talk to you.

About something serious.

I'm sorry, but as you can see, I'm working.

We went out of our way to see you.

What is this about?

- About the two of us. - About you.

About all three of us.

About us? What about us?

Something's already going on between us.

With you and me, something is just about to.

Well, as you can see, we're celebrating our anniversary in two weeks.

And rumour has it that when couples hit the seven-year mark,

things start to get rocky.

We already went through a rough patch last week,

and I'm sure it's only going to get worse in the coming weeks

so we've decided to plan ahead for the sake of our relationship.

Congratulations, but what does that have to do with me?

We want to be in a throuple with you.

Three of us as a couple.

Are you sure? Me? And both of you?

You're seeing double, aren't you?

Kidding.

You see, we realized that there's something we've been missing, too.

We miss being with a guy but we can't afford to lose each other.

In short, we'll be using you to scratch our seven-year itch.

Hang on.

Okay. Why me?

Why not?

I know you're head over heels for me even back when I worked at Barbers' Lounge.

And as far as I remember, didn't you try to court me back in College?

You have nothing to lose.

Your current fantasy will be your girlfriend.

As well as your college crush.

And you'll help us survive.

You'll make our relationship stronger.

And when we take you into our fold,

don't worry, because it's our first time, too.

We'll experiment, the three of us altogether.

Whatever we do to each other, we'll all do together.

Perfect three way!

It'll be the three of us. What I do to her,

she will do to you,

you will do to me.

But not to anyone else.

Oh, by the way,

we know that you live in your studio.

I'm sorry but we can't live like that.

We can't live with you in your studio.

So you'll have to come live with us.

So I'll be the one to come live with you.

So is it a 'yes'?

Yes.

Oh my god! What date is it today?

Our anniversary is next week…

But us a throuple, today is our monthsary!

Happy monthsary!

Happy monthsary!

What are you waiting for?

Go on, kiss her. Greet her.

Happy monthsary!

Kiss her!

By the way, here's the key to the condo.

You can do whatever you want in there.

We'll wait for you tomorrow, yeah?

Ivy, Patricia— question?

Can I—?

Yes. You can screw us both.

…at the same time.

I only wanted to ask if I could get their address.

I don't know where they live.

Are you getting some sexytime?

Sexytime!

Sexytime!

Sexytime!

Hi, Ivy.

Ah! Hi.

You're home early.

About thirty minutes early?

I know, right?

It rained all of a sudden and they decided to postpone the meeting.

Is that what they call 'canceled'?

Yes! That's right, cancelled.

Ah, right. Speaking of cancelled, did you know that

Patricia's flight got canceled in Cebu?

Because of bad weather, apparently. So she said,

if ever the weather clears up by tomorrow, she'll be able to fly back to Manila.

Okay.

Oh, no! Nevermind. It's okay.

No, no, I want to do it. I'll do it.

It's my turn. You just came from work.

- No, no, it's okay. Really. - You sure?

Yeah. It's okay, it's okay.

Okay.

I'll put this away since it's just the two of us.

Too bad Patricia can't make it for dinner. I cooked her her favorite.

Go on, try it.

There's something else I'd like to try.

Ah, wait, wait.

Don't you have a rule that we have to do it altogether,

the three of us at the same time?

We can't do…well, that, with just the two of us?

Yeah. I know that.

But do you know what we can do?

That's allowed?

This.

Ivy.

Ivy.

Ivy?

Ivy?

I like it.

Did my eyes snap back into place?

Technically, you didn't actually have sex.

But you should still tell Patricia.

She has a right to know.

What if she gets mad at me?

You can't help how she'll react.

It's not your fault you got a blowjob.

Attorney wanted to help herself to it.

Or she's just returning the favor.

You blowdried her hair, and she blew you.

I'm here sharing my feelings and you're being a complete ass.

You're terrible company.

Hey, Patricia.

Hey, are you okay?

Hm? You tired?

Sorry, Apol. I didn't get to tidy up because my abdomen hurts.

Is that so?

Alright, hang on.

There we go. Okay.

Thank you.

For what? It's nothing. It's just a hot pack.

Usually you place it on the belly, or on the small of your back.

No, thanks for repairing my heel.

Oh, this? Because Ivy told me, you always trip because of this.

I've seen you fall over twice.

So I repaired it somehow.

Thank you.

Oh, wait. I haven't started cooking because I just got in from the studio.

I'll cook something for you. Wait there.

Wait.

What is it?

Have you had something to eat?

No.

Dig in.

Wait a minute.

Aren't you on your period?

Why, what's stopping you?

Shit!

Edward Cullen, is that you?

Goddamn, this is the first time I've heard of a cross-eyed vampire.

But man, Apol, you hit the jackpot.

You're a rockstar!

Raw feeding!

Holy shit. When am I ever going to get a proper answer from either of you?

But, Quintin, seriously, though.

Should I tell the ladies or do you think they already talked about it?

I think, this is just what I think, alright.

I think you should keep it quiet.

Your three-way setup is well and good, but...

it would be great to have someone you can go with one-on-one.

If you think about it, they agreed to that arrangement anyway, yeah?

I'm just being practical, you know what I mean?

It might not even be a big deal to them and you're overthinking it, huh?

So as long as they like what you're doing, whether it's with both of them or not,

there shouldn't be a problem!

Am I right? So go ahead.

So what does it taste like?

Well, it's like sushi with ketchup, red tide clams, noodles left out in—

Okay, that's enough! I'm good!

A couple of pussycats!

Hold up! Wait a minute!

I can't breathe!

My lips are all bruised.

You kiss!

Come on!

There we go!

Hey, what? What is this? What are you doing?

Hey! Hey!

Oh shit! Shit.

Oh shit!

Ouch! Godammnit! Wait!

Do it gently!

You're chewing at it like a corn cob!

Aren't you supposed to be cats? You're nibbling like rats!

What's the matter with you?

That hurts!

Wanna see?

Look.

I'm not sure if I should pity you or be envious.

Did you confess?

That's what I don't understand. I never told them anything.

Instinct?

Animal instinct?

Killer instict?

Women's instinct!

You stood up, I was leaning against it!

Hi!

Sorry, I'm late.

It's okay, madame.

Wait, you asked her to come, too?

"Too"?

So you did ask her to come?

Yes, why?

You texted me simultaneously. You said, you wanted to cook Bicol Express.

Why are you going to cook Bicol Express?

Why not? And why don't you know about this?

You're the ones who told me we're going to cook Bicol Express.

You asked me to teach you.

Now you're acting clueless. What's up?

You're being weird.

Why, who's the Bicol Express for?

Oh, wow. The house looks clean!

So that's why you haven't called me for a whole week.

I expected to clean today.

Wow!

Is this the guy?

Is this him?

Why is he doing a wacky pose?

He's cross-eyed! He's really cross-eyed, isn't he?

He's the one who likes Bicol Express.

Is he the new guy you're in a— what was it called?

…throuple!

Is he the guy you're in a throuple with? Is it him?

Is it?

In other words, the other doesn't know

that one of you will be cooking Bicol Express.

She told me, Madame, that she's going out for a bit.

And she told me she has a lot of paperwork at the office.

It's true. I do have a lot of paperwork.

I just brought them home.

So, what? I want to cook for Apol! Because he cooked Lengua for me the other day.

As a way to say thank you!

I requested that dish! And you ate it.

Yes, I ate him!

And he ate me!

You are such a slut!

You're so slutty!

You're a slut!

Madame, who's sluttier, the one who ate, or the one who got eaten?

Ah, don't drag me into that because it's been ages since I had mine eaten.

And if anybody would like to try, it's gone bad.

And what about you, huh?

You! Why didn't you tell me something's going on between you two?

Why?

Who cheated first?

Was it us or was it you?

When did you do it?

When?

When did it happen?

When I was at the office?

Yesterday?

The other day?

When did it happen?!

How to cook Bicol Express.

First, saute the ginger, garlic, and onions.

After a few minutes, put in the pork.

You're such pigs!

You're a pig!

You were on your period! And you let him eat you!

Pig!

Add the coconut milk.

Wow, as if you didn't swallow his cum!

Let it boil.

Ivy.

Give it a little stir.

Ivy, let's talk about this. Wait. Don't be hasty.

Add the anchovies.

Ivy, wait. Please.

Ivy.

Gross!

You're disgusting, you know that?

You know why?

Because your pussy smells fishy!

You pussy reeks!

And the red chilies.

And you, Apol.

You knew that, you asshole.

You knew that she was on her period.

You saw that it was red. You know that it stank, but you still ate her!

Wow! Like you're such a saint!

When it's you who started it!

You're the one who first kept it a secret!

Now you're flipping out. Amazing!

Hey! That's enough!

Madame.

Please continue.

Let it boil. It should be bubbling.

Take your long green peppers and other vegetables you would like to add.

You may add them now.

Right now.

Is this it? Is this the blower?

That's enough.

Is this it? Huh?

Let go of me! Don't interfere, you son of a bitch.

Is this the one? Is this the pair he fixed for you?

Is this it? I'll wipe your face with it!

And when the soup is thick, voila!

Delicious, spicy, and quick.

Bicol Express.

Hello?

Ivy!

You assholes.

What’s happening?!

You have been avoiding me for two days!

And Patricia’s phone is unattended, too!

Where are you?

Hello?

It’s your flight tomorrow.

You answered your phone but you won’t say a word.

What is going on?!

It’s your anniversary three days from now.

And it’s already my wedding day, you bitches!

Did you two fight?

Don’t drag me in your shit.

You are stressing me out.

I’m getting married, damn it.

I don’t care if you two have problems or whatever shitty drama you have.

Don’t ruin my big day!

Answer me, come on!

Screw you!!

There were many instances in my life

that didn't seem to serve any purpose.

Oftentimes, my happiness is short-lived

because it's quickly replaced by loneliness.

Sometimes I get jealous of my friends.

Like Ivy and Patricia,

because they're one of the few who have already found the one for them.

I used to ask myself a lot about who might be my 'The One'.

And then you came along.

I got scared.

I got scared of getting hurt again.

Of wasting time, moments, of investing my emotions.

But three years ago, here in Thailand, I agreed to be your girlfriend.

I mustered up all of my strength and jumped into a relationship.

Not just because I made sure you truly loved me,

but because through your love, I learned to love myself.

And that's what keeps my faith strong as we spend each day together.

I cherish the happy days, and the sad days,

even the ones when we have misunderstandings.

I know we'll never leave each other because we love ourselves.

Even if you have someone beside you to hug you, kiss you,

be with you, support you, and love you,

you will never be complete until you first love, your 'The One',

which is yourself.

I love you.

I'm ready to be your +1.

I love you. I love you very much.

Chân rák khun. (’I love you’ in Thai, female speaker)

Sorry, Thank you, and I love you both. - Apol.

He got his eye operation.

We can circle this, it's seven points now.

It's impossible now!

No more plus one!

Hi!

Come here.

Okay.

We're the ones who booked you.

For a maternity shoot.

Wait a minute.

Here's the downpayment.

We trust your concept.

And then we'll call you when we're ready.

Okay? Let's set an available date.

Okay.

Thanks.

Ivy, Patricia…

Question, can I—

Yes. They're yours.

You're the only man we had sex with, that's why we got pregnant.

At the same time.