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In the early years,

there were not enough people in Hawaii

to plant and harvest the fields,

and to run the mills.

So thousands of others came.

Chinese.

Portuguese.

Japanese.

Filipinos.

People of many cultures, races, traditions,

brought here by higher wages,

by better living standards...

sometimes by a freedom they could not find in their homeland.

- No, do it this way. - Okay, I'll collect the money now.

Dad, I'm going.

Jorge.

- Are you resigning today? - Dad...

Nevermind.

That miki looks delicious, Jorge.

Yeah.

You look busy.

Your dad's making us do a lot of things. It's collection time.

Alright.

Jorge!

Give some miki to your grandpa!

I have it here.

Okay, go.

Yes.

- Make it quick. - I'm on it.

- Good morning, Auntie! - I saw your grandpa.

He got there earlier than you.

You're still here.

You still jog even when it rains, Auntie?

The rain stopped already.

You know...

If you really want to inherit the restaurant

you must get there before your grandpa.

That's my plan, Auntie.

I'm telling you, your dad will come to his senses soon.

- Take care, okay? - Yes, Auntie.

Take care.

"All the Things I Leave You" (Episode 1)

Ruth!

Ugly Ruth!

Ruth, you flirt!

- Come out now. - What?

What?

My god!

- Don't rush me. - Wow!

What?

Enough with the makeup.

You'll always be single anyway.

Oh.

Go ahead...

Tell all the neighbors!

- Just hurry up. - Wait, I'm coming.

You're so slow.

I said wait.

Wait!

I'm here now.

Stop it, you'll spill the miki.

You should've brought some for me!

You already ate so much while I was cooking.

I didn't think there'd be any left.

You're so mean.

Do I look like a pig to you?

Ugh, keep up.

Yes, boss.

Right behind you.

You're so slow.

There are no more tricycles around

and a lot of people are waiting.

So what, it's my fault?

Yes, it's your fault.

And why is that?

You're too slow.

Keep an eye out for passing tricycles.

Sure.

Hey.

Don't walk near the puddle.

Do you want to get splashed with water?

Oh,

My bad.

I didn't notice.

Cutie said good morning to me.

Who's Cutie? Cutie can wait.

You wait. I'm still thinking of a reply.

Who was that?!

That guy's a jerk.

Should we run after him?

I hope you fall from your motorcycle!

Idiot, we'll have you arrested!

Look at your shirt.

Let's go home and change.

Did you get his plate number?

No, I didn't.

But I'll recognize him when I see him again.

And then I'll punch him in the face.

You're a mess.

I'll just change at the restaurant.

Look, there's a tricycle now.

Hey!

Good morning, Grandpa Tino.

Why are you late?

I'm sorry, Grandpa.

There weren't any tricycles around.

There was a rude rider that splashed mud on my shirt.

I was thinking about what you said.

The delivery app for the restaurant.

Yes, Grandpa. Trust me.

A lot of customers want deliveries.

We need to be up to date with social media and...

Enough.

There's an applicant already.

Really?

Yes!

You'll be the one to interview him

because I don't know anything about social media.

I have a doctor's appointment.

But an applicant will come here later.

I can do it, Grandpa.

I'll tell him to manage our social media pages

as well as do the deliveries.

Yes, everything you said.

Do this well.

Show me you can manage the restaurant.

Thank you, Grandpa.

Jorge!

Wait, I'm changing my shirt.

Do it faster and come here.

What?

Did someone tell you already?

That you look like Grandpa Tino when he was young?

Everyone says that.

I told you, that's really me.

That's why

this restaurant is my destiny.

Wow, that makes so much sense.

You're both grumpy old men.

Ruth.

What?

Has anybody told you that you look like dinakdakan [choppped pork]?

Damn you.

Well, at least it's delicious.

Oh, spoiled dinakdakan.

Jorge, isn't that...

You're right, it's him.

Hey, he actually looks nice.

Ruth, don't forget what he did.

I can let go.

Look, he's kind of cute.

Stop that.

Go wash in the kitchen.

You're no fun.

Sir, I'm here for a job.

My name is Kiko Cablayan.

I'm applying for the position of social media manager

and delivery boy.

You don't recognize me?

Were we classmates in grade school?

No.

You splashed mud on me on the way here.

Oh, you're the ones waiting in the middle of the road.

I didn't mean to.

Is the owner here?

We don't accept crazy people here.

How come?

Are you the owner?

No.

Not yet.

So, you're not.

You're all talk.

Did I do anything wrong, huh?

You're fired.

But I'm not hired yet.

Okay, fine.

You're hired.

You're fired!

Get out.

You're hired and then you're fired.

You're not even the owner.

What's going on here?

Bong?

Good morning, sir. I'm Kiko Cablayan.

Are you the applicant?

Yes, sir. Kiko.

Where are you from?

I'm from Cagayan but now I live in Ilocos.

That's good.

You can start right away.

- We have a lot of deliveries. - But Grandpa...

And Kiko, I believe you will do your best for this job.

For sure, boss!

Grandpa...

- Grandpa, wait. - What now?

I bet this will fit you perfectly.

Yes, sir.

This is perfect.

Kiko...

Jorge will brief you about your tasks.

Yes, sir.

But he didn't pass...

Grandpa!

You already know how to manage a social media page, right?

I don't need to teach you?

Have you seen my social media profile?

I saw it.

Are you stalking me?

Background check.

That's what you call background check.

Are you being the boss again?

Yes.

No.

- Are you or are you not? - I am.

As long as Grandpa Tino isn't here, I'm the boss.

If he's here, he's the boss.

But Boss Tino is here.

He's not.

He left.

Okay, boss.

Don't call me boss.

You're making me look old.

Then what? Jorge?

How do you know my name?

I heard it earlier.

Are you stalking me?

Background check.

You'll do everything for the social media page.

You'll answer the queries

and you'll also deliver.

Understood?

Yes, Jorge.

Are we friends now?

No.

Jorge!

Come to work early tomorrow, okay?

Get home safe.

Jorge!

I'll drive you home.

Right on time! My feet hurt already.

Wait, I'll get my helmet.

Ruth...

Jorge, come on.

Come on.

I don't want to.

You're being stubborn again.

You can't make me.

Come on!

Come on!

Stop it, Ruth. I said no.

- Stop it, Ruth. - It's so fun!

You should've made me sit in the middle.

Why?

So, I could eat your hair?

You're such a crybaby. That's why there's a helmet.

It's a good thing your cousin's helmet fit Jorge's head.

Focus on the road!

Look at Jorge's head, it's so big.

Right?

Oh really?

I swear if it gets bumpy,

watch out, I'll push you.

Hold me tightly...

...so you won't fall.

Ruth, stop it!

Go faster.

I want to go home already.

Why?

Are we friends now?

You're just giving us a ride,

what do you mean we're friends now?

You're not that lucky.

Just asking.

Ruth, are you having fun?

Yes! Go faster!

What's going on, Auntie?

Jorge, your grandpa.

What happened?

The ambulance just left.

Your father said to meet them at the hospital.

But how?

Ask your friend to give you a ride to Laoag.

Auntie, what do you mean?

Just ask your friend.

Auntie...

He was still okay at the restaurant.

Why? How?

Why would he be rushed to the hospital?

What did he do yesterday?

I don't know. He was in bed the whole afternoon.

What did he eat?

He ate rice. He was still strong yesterday.

And he was still strong earlier.

I don't know about grandpa. I don't know.

Ruth.

Stay here.

Take care, okay?

I will.

- Ruth, take charge here. - Yes.

Dear Bong,

I always think of what will happen.

Will things fall into place or will we always be like this?

always unsure

always dreading if this is all that the world has for us...

Bong.

Are we going to Hawaii?

How about you, Bong?

Do you also ask yourself what will happen to us in the future?

Who are we going to be?

Where are we going to be?

What do our future selves look like?

Will things get better?

Will our problems end?

Will the world become a better place for us?

Kiko...

Thank you.

We're friends now.

Jorge, my helmet...