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Gail, don't fight it.

You're feeling it too.

You're loving his tongue.

You wanna lick his body too.

Wait.

Are you about to come, Abner?

Don't.

Stop for a second.

It's rape this time.

You don't want it, Gail.

He's been using
you for awhile now.

You don't like it anymore.

You're starting to feel pain.

You're hurting already.

Spare me please, I can't
take anymore of this.

Just a little more.

I don't want it anymore.

Sorry, sir. I think I might have
been too rough on his wife.

She doesn't get hurt.
She's used to it.

She's just acting.

All part of an act,

you get it?

Okay, Cal.

Good bye.

But please,

next time,

let me pick the concept.

All your fantasies are,

so dull!

Every hole in the queen's body
will have been poked,

by candles!

Were you hurt?

Did you enjoy it?

I'm asking you
if you enjoyed it!

Yes.

Son of a bitch.

Shit.

Demerol!

Hurry!

Hurry, Gail!

Cal, are you okay?

Son of a bitch.

This drug doesn't work
on me anymore.

Let's go to Yuseco
tomorrow if you want?

To finally get that
therapy started.

Cal?

Cal?

Cal, are you okay?

Cal?

Cal?

Do you love me, Gail?

Cal, you know that.

Then say it.

Say it!

I love you.

I love you.

Say it again.

Say it again.

I love you, Cal.

I love you.

Thank you, doc.

Mel, can we enter now?

If you don't mind?

Sorry, sorry. Please go ahead.

Cal,

the tests aren't that good.

Your addiction to pain killers

and other unprescribed drugs is
wrecking havoc on your nervous system.

You can't even walk,

now you want to implicate your
higher brain functions.

I can't take this pain,

now I'm having a
hard time sleeping.

And now, you're
calling me an addict?

Look,

Michael Jackson
was an addict too.

To painkillers, like you.

But he got out of it.

But he's not paraplegic like me.

Only your legs will—.

But if you keep on taking
these painkillers,

you might lose all
chance of recovering.

Hey, how much drugs you—.

All of these things
come into play.

After that, six months—.

I can't promise
you'll ever walk again.

But one thing is for sure, there is
no medical reason for your impotence.

How long will you be gone?

At least two months.

We only live once, Gail.

And not everyone is
content to marry their

childhood sweetheart like you.

You talk as if my
marriage is perfect.

When was the
last time you did it?

Before the accident.

Almost two years?

Then, why didn't
you get pregnant?

How about you?
You're still not pregnant?

Look, I'm not married
to Cal Montero.

Sister, you don't
really know Cal.

I'm not saying he's a bad man

but...

after the accident,

it's as if he's been slowly

becoming weird.

Weird?

It's as if he's not looking
for normal sex anymore.

What is normal sex?

You know.

A little bit of finesse

tenderness,

romance,

sweetness,

some foreplay.

Normal sex.

Normal sex is not
a thing anymore.

Actually, how I wish Tyron
will be a little bit more...

kinky.

You know what I mean.

But sister,

Cal Montero is a very...

sick man.

Of course I know Cal is sick.

No!

He's sick—.

Right here.

I can't take it anymore, sister.

Are you okay?

I'm scared, sister.

Don't worry.

If you need me, just call.

I'll come running.

Annie Sugay.

Come in, please.

Excuse me, sir.
Here's Miss Annie Sugay.

Sir, I'm the physical therapist
whom you requested from Dr. Yuseco.

Are you ready to fly?

Yes, sir.

Here's our tickets.
We'll be checking in together.

It's as if nothing changed.

It just got a little bit better.

Some of it, I remember.

But almost everything else
remains the same.

Wait, two women
are with Mr Montero.

- Good morning!
- Where's the wife?

Who's the other one there,
the pretty one too?

Maybe his wife too.

- Good morning, ma'am. I'm Puring.
- Good morning, ma'am.

So you're Puring.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

You dimwits!

It's likely the nurse...

or doctor.

Isn't it that he got into
a motorcycle accident,

that's why he turned paralytic?

- Paralytic?
- Yes!

Good morning sir! It's been a
long time since I last saw you!

Here is the coffee.

I'm only in charge
of the kitchen here, sir.

Puring, where's Alfonso?

In Bacolod, since he had to rush the
accountant who's suffering from ulcer.

Why do I see a lot of people
carrying long firearms?

Those are the patrols.

By the way, Puring,

Why do I see so many patrols
around the estate?

Alfonso added more patrols
a month ago.

We got robbed of rice, right?
By the outsiders.

Make a uniform for everyone
who lives here, including you.

Sir, I already did.

It just didn't finish on time.

Day after tomorrow,
we'll have it.

Puring, let's
leave that for later.

According to Dr. Yuseco,

the painkillers and the other
prohibited medicines that you're taking

aren't helping you
in controlling your thoughts,

your muscles, and motor systems.

In simple terms,

if you don't want to lose control
of your own body,

then you should stop
taking prohibited drugs.

So, it is not prohibited,

if it's injected or snorted?

All prohibited
drugs are prohibited.

What if I can't handle the pain?

You can handle it.

And the pain that you're feeling

is a good sign.

It's telling us

that the nerves still function,

and you're not
completely paralyzed.

With persistence,

the sensation will return.

Sensation?

Just do what Annie tells you.

Don't be a baby.

Where are you going?

I want to explore the
estate some more,

I want to see your
entire kingdom.

Why don't you come with me so
that I'll have my own tour guide?

Some other time.

I'll have to finish
my therapy first.

Do you still have
other instructions?

Yes there is.

You know that the nature of
my job is to know every aspect

and corner of your
body, Mr. Montero.

Even those parts
hidden from the sun?

Everything.

It's for your betterment.

That's why you
shouldn't feel any shame.

I don't feel any shame.

That's good.

If I would find it hard to sleep,

would you still help me?

The fire here is under control.

Got mauled by a dog.

Son of a bitch.

If the financial
support is that big,

I don't think I'll allow...

her to have so many
restrictions in bed!

She just wouldn't
agree to it dude!

I've tried many times,
she just doesn't want it.

Son of a bitch! Only gays
and whores would do that!

Dude, next time, forget about
asking permission. Just get to it!

She'll get used to it, dude.

Please don't eat that,

it's not good for you.

Oh, I'm scared.

Cal, you got a good nurse.

But dude,

do you need her permission for
everything that goes into your mouth?

Does she even have
to approve everything

that comes out of
your ass and your dick?

Rolly.

Dude.

Will you complain if
the one next to you

in the toilet is as
beautiful and as sexy?

If I were you,
I'll get paralyzed myself.

If it's Annie who'll
take care of me.

Stop it, you're scaring her.

As for me, if my wife were
as beautiful as Gail,

I wouldn't look for another.

Easy, easy.

By the way, how long
will your therapy last?

Annie, what's the answer?

That depends on you? It can run
a few weeks. Two months.

How about your sex life, dude?

Did your dick suffer
in the accident too?

In your present state,

even if you were to
overdose on Viagra,

it wouldn't work.

Why don't you ask Gail?

Gail?

Why Raymond?

You want answers?

Cal is still, every inch,

the man I fell in love with.

Satisfied?

Gail, what is it now?

Ever since we got here,

all kinds of stuff just
pops in your head.

So what's wrong with
wanting to do some work?

You don't need to work.

My income's enough, isn't it?

Another thing,

what will you do?

Do you have a hidden talent
for business?

I do have talent.

I know how to organize things.

I know interior decorating.
You know that, right?

Gail,

Stop it.

I'm just getting bored
being like this.

Housewife.

So...

you're bored being
my wife, is that it?

Just be frank with me.

You don't even understand me.

I want to be more productive.

I have a lot of time in a day
and I've got nothing to do.

Well, you're active in the fund raising
events for your foundation, right?

Cal, I want to do something
for me. For a change.

That's enough.

We'll talk about this
when we get to Manila.

Don't say anything
about it anymore.

I need to concentrate.

Are you the son of
Amparing and Efren?

That's me. Good morning.
Satur is my name.

I know. I see you're already
out of the prison.

I was given Amnesty.

Was released last Christmas.

He came from jail?

Former New People's Army.

He got shot in an encounter.
The son of our custodian.

Everything that you
see is our property.

Really? Your land is huge.

The roads weren't even here yet,

when we were young, we
explored it by riding a carabao.

It's beautiful!

Odin!

Anybody home?

Anybody home?

Anybody home?

Anybody home?

Anybody home?

That's old.

Sorry.

It's already broken.
I just glued it together.

Your dog seems to have
gotten loose, madame.

Yes, I thought
that it went in here.

Thank you.

Thank you.

It's my pleasure.

This?

Nothing.

Here?

Still nothing.

Here?

Not there, please, not there.

Do you feel something here?

A little.

It's as if—.

It's like a tickle that
I can't understand.

But just keep going.

Annie.

Do you know how to-

play Tong-its?

Tong-its.

Excuse me, I didn't know
you were here.

I think I left the book
I was reading here.

Wait.

Thank you.

You left this too.

So this is your hut.

This belongs to my parents.
They passed away already.

Again, thank you.

I'm sorry for just barging
in here last time.

The truth is ma'am,

this house is yours.

In fact, all of the
houses here are yours.

We're just tenants here.

I don't even know your name.

Saturnino Fuentes Pina.

Satur is what they call me here.

If you're going home, I'll
accompany you back to Casa Grande.

No, it's okay. Thank you.

Excuse me.

Isn't it a scalp massage first?

Sir, really now.

Okay.

- Annie, no!
- What?

Annie, no! Don't Annie!

I can't help it.

You can stop it.

I can't.

Cal, you can do it.

You're the man here.

What did you the rest
of the afternoon?

Sight seeing.

Went for fresh air in the field.

You?

As usual, got a massage.

Why?

Nothing.

You're beautiful.

Cal, it hurts.

Cal, it hurts.

Cal, it hurts!

Ouch!

Here I am again.

No matter what I do,

even if I wanted
to distance myself,

I'd still end up here.

I told myself,

no matter what
fantasies I might have,

this can't be.

I don't know where
this will take me.

You talk too much, madam.

I didn't realize how
vast this estate is.

Yeah, that's why it's called
a hacienda.

You've been sight
seeing everyday?

Well, that's because there's
nothing else for me to do here.

And there's a lot of
beautiful scenery around here.

There are still a lot of places
I haven't seen.

It was better before,

when sugar was more expensive.

When mom and
dad were still alive.

When Dad gets tired
of the sugar canes,

he'll just pack our bags,

Next day, we'll find ourselves
in Paris or Barcelona.

We'd treat Europe
like it was just Quiapo.

And sometimes Dad,

when we've only been in Spain
for three days,

would suddenly worry
about the sugar canes.

Without a thought,

we'd immediately fly back here.

And you?

Don't you have any plans
for us to live here?

When you get better?

Wait, what?

When I get better?

Are you crazy?

I won't get better anymore.

I'd be like this for
the rest of my life.

You're being too pessimistic!

Isn't that why you're
undergoing therapy?

Why?

You can't bear seeing me like
this for the rest of my life?

If you want to break up with me,

just tell me, I won't
make you stay!

That's not what I meant.

But that's how it sounded like!

What I meant is,

you might like it to
be the both of us.

To live here.

I never told you that
I will leave you alone.

Yes, I heard you.

But I felt it sounded like
you're just forced to do so.

If the reason you're here
is because you pity me,

you're free to go,

anytime.

I don't need your pity.

Who told you you can get on that?

Hey blind idiot!

I'm the only one
allowed to use this,

you understand?

Cal?

Cal?

Cal?

It's okay.

You can do it. I'm here.

It's okay. Cal, you can do it.

Good evening, ma'am.

How are you and
my husband, Annie?

The therapy sessions?

I mean, how is it?

Oh, the recovery's going great.

He's not looking
for the pills anymore.

Actually, it's the stage
that most are vomiting.

It's really painful for the body,
this "withdrawal" that they call.

But Cal—.

Mr. Montero,

your husband is something else.

In my opinion, before
a month passes by,

he'll be better.

Because the nurse is good.

It's not that.

The patient is the one
who helps heal himself.

We're just guiding
them as therapists.

But I'm sure,

if you weren't his therapist

he won't make as
much effort in recovering.

It's important for the patient
and therapist to have

a good relationship when it
comes to that kind of trauma.

Annie,

we're both women.

Let's not pretend to be clueless

if a guy notices us.

I can see how Cal looks at you.

I'm not blind.

Even with your clothes on,

his gaze undresses you.

- But Mrs. Montero—
- Don't deny it,

I have no issue with that.

- No, that's not true.
- Don't be afraid,

don't assume

that I'll hurt you or anything.

I'm not that kind
of person, Annie.

I know.

A lot of people are jealous
about Cal and I,

because it's natural
to be jealous of things

that one can't understand.

If only they knew.

Oh my.

If only you knew.

There are things
that happen in our bed,

that the public won't believe.

Like Prince Charles
and Lady Diana.

When they got married,

everyone thought
it was a fairytale.

And they lived
happily ever after—.

They said.

But that's not reality.

I don't have intentions
of stealing your husband.

If not you,

other women would.

As the saying goes,

there's a lot of fish in the sea.

Why?

Do you still love Mr. Montero?

Yes.

Why?

Does it look like I don't?

I love him.

But I also accept that the love
I have for him is not enough.

And since I'm
content with my life,

I'm not looking for any
other kind of happiness.

I'm content with all
the blessings I receive,

since it's plenty enough.

Annie!

I need you up here! Now!

Annie!

Give it to me.

Annie!

Whose is this?

Ouch!

Who owns this?

You.

You're the owner.

This, do you know who this is?

You know him?

He.

He is my master.

If that's the case…

Why don't you
wake up your master.

Nelson.

You wanna earn 500 pesos?

Five hundred?

What do I need to do?

Just follow Mrs. Montero,

every time she goes out.

But why?

Don't ask.

What if I get caught?

You're not doing
anything wrong, right?

Just tell me about...

where she goes,

the people she talks to,

is it clear?

Yes.

You'll get a bonus

if you discover
something totally unusual.

How will I know if,

that's what you want to know?

Just-

look out for something that a
decent woman wouldn't usually do.

Are we clear?

Yes.

You're out of breath?

I'm tired.

I had a long walk.

And you?

How was your day?

You look happy.

As a matter of fact,
it's a beautiful day.

I'm feeling stronger and better.

Especially here below the waist.

Madam, goodness gracious!

What's wrong?

Is this the first time
you saw something like this?

I've forgotten already.

I can't even remember anymore.

And this is the first time
I've seen it that pale!

Well, look at me,
I've made an egg!

For whom are we making this?

Well, well, this one's for me.

Go make your own.

But Puring,

if someone sees us,

they might put us
in an animal pen.

Together with different kinds
of horses, even the big ones!

Puring, I didn't know
you're that horny!

This is the only time
I laughed this hard,

in the span of thirty years.

Puring,

we'll not just look at it,

but caress it,

after that-

we'll put it on our mouth!

Thank you!

It's from Hilda, my sister.

If ever you're going
to die of boredom.

See you soon. Love, Hilda.

Gunshot wound?

Armalite.

I forgot you're an NPA.

Before.

Were you...

married before?

Before.

How about now?

It's been a long time
since Mia left me.

You're so good at charming women,

but she still left you.

She's stupid.

She doesn't want this.

Sex? She's doesn't want it?

No.

You have to force yourself
onto her every night,

That's why she left you?

It's not about sex.

The reason why she
left me is because,

she can't stand the struggles
of life we have.

Then we're the same.

You don't understand.

What's hard for her,

is having no money,

being poor,

hand to mouth kind of living,

and...

living in a miserable
place like this.

For me,

a hard life,

is...

when the one you love,
doesn't love you.

Is it a hard life
for you right now?

Right now?

Hard?

No.

It's blissful.

Stop it! Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Please, just one more.

Stop it!

That's enough.

- Okay.
- Just one last time.

Last time.

Done.

- That's it.
- That's way too fast.

I don't want it anymore. Stop it.

You want one more?

That's already rape. Rape!

- Rape, huh?
- I don't want it!

Rape!

So that's what you want?

Go ahead, I'll stab you!

I'll stab this.

Satur! Satur!

Satur!

You're called by...

Mr. Montero.

Satur!

You're done for! Hurry!

Why aren't you on patrol?

Right now?

Son of a bitch, you're rude!

Not right now,

earlier today!

I passed by the checkpoint,
you weren't there.

My duty is not today.

My shift is later this evening.

How come Alfonso didn't know?

My reliever already knows.
We talked about it.

Son of a bitch!

What!?

You're the one deciding now?

Whether or not you'll go on duty?

Son of a bitch, what if
I take you out of the patrol,

then you'll be out of a job!

Hopefully not, sir.

Then you'd go back
to the mountains?

You won't have anything to eat!

You won't have
any place to live in!

It won't happen again.

I'm asking for an apology.

You're right, it
won't happen again!

Get out of here!

Get out of my sight or else, I
won't be able to control myself,

and I'll end up killing you!

It's your fault.

Where have you been?

Exploring.

Why?

Is it bad to go out
and explore now?

I'm just asking you.

Okay, sir.

Ouch!

Congratulations!

Freaking
congratulations, it's painful!

Do you already have sensations
in your knees?

I was worried,

if this therapy would
have any effect.

Don't I get a...

reward?

Reward?

For what?

For being a good boy.

What if you didn't
have a husband.

Would you run off with me?

How will I not have a husband?

When I have one.

Who knows?

What you're saying scares me.

Who knows, maybe
your husband will go to jail.

Idiot.

It's just an example,

don't take it seriously.

So?

Will you come with me?

To where?

It depends,

on where you want to go.

To where I can sustain our lives.

What?

Will you come with me?

Most likely,

No.

Well, that makes sense.

Why is it that I
always dream big.

I can't even give you
the rich life you're used to.

What's important for me is,

you and me.

We're here right now.

I don't care about the world.

There's nothing more important.

It's not easy as you think.

I know how hard it is
to live day by day.

You'd never know,
when you turn at the corner,

you'd meet your
end with a bullet.

You've already
had your last breath.

But you,

you've lived a wealthy life.

You have secretaries and housemaids that
prepare everything and when to do it.

How will you survive here?

Here, you don't have any clue on what
will happen with you the next day.

Let's not talk about the things
that are impossible to happen.

What we need to talk about
is what name

will we give this

hardworking tree trunk.

Tree trunk? That's too big.

The tree trunk that
grew even bigger,

after having been
planted in lush soil.

Sir Cal's been asking everyone
about your whereabouts.

No one knows. He's furious!

What do you care?

I know where you came from,
who you visited there,

and what you've been doing.

On the bed.

In the nipa hut of the patrol.

Am I right or wrong?

Do you want me
to tell your husband?

Alright.

What do you want from me?

Something cheap. A motorbike
and one thousand cash. Tomorrow.

Where will I get a motorbike?

And tomorrow already?

The motorbike in the estate.

The one Alfonso uses whenever
he goes out in the field.

It's fine with me,
even if it's second hand.

Your husband is
also cheating on you.

You didn't know?

You're pitiful.

But that's okay.
Now you're even!

Thank you.

Wait, this is more
than what I asked for.

Don't ever bother me again!

You bet. As long as I get a kiss!

You jerk!

They must have thought
we didn't have a clue.

The man is having his way
with the nurse.

While the woman is over there at
the farm, having it with Satur.

That's their life.
We shouldn't bother about it.

We shouldn't care? It's not good
if we don't stick our nose in it.

That kind of life will
only give bad luck.

We're all going
to suffer, just see.

And this son of a bitch, Satur.

He thinks he's brilliant just because
he gets to taste prime quality meat,

Isn't he stupid!?

Now, an idiot.
Tomorrow, a dead man!

Satur will get killed
when things go wrong.

We're all going to die,
because of him.

When the rich plays, we, the poor,
are the ones paying the price.

All of us will suffer,
just wait for it.

Allan? My God! Allan! My husband!

- Kristi, that's enough!
- Allan!

Allan had an encounter!

Allan!

Bring him here!

Gail.

Your sister called.

She'll be coming from Manila.
First flight tomorrow.

Hilda? Thanks.

Wait.

You're gonna have
your guard plough you again?

Is it better if the
sweat is more sticky?

Yes.

And it's better-

when no one is forced to do it.

You admit it?

You wouldn't even try to lie?

Then, what?

Don't tell me you're mad?

That I'm letting others use you?

No.

I'm not mad about that.

Ah, I know.

You're mad about

not being invited
to watch me in bed.

Come.

Come with me.

You son of a bitch!

I don't care who
you get involved with!

Be it a house boy, a farmer,
a dog, or even a horse!

Just don't embarrass me
in front of my people.

That's the only thing
you worry about,

Okay.

Next time,

we'll moan softer,

as we get to our climax.

Your nurse,

should be told,

to close the windows
before she kneels down on you.

Is there anything else?

I have to go somewhere.

Come here.

You haven't seen me mad.

So, don't try me.

I've heard that from Erap!

Thank you, my sister.
You agreed to help me.

This is the only time you've asked
for my help. How can I refuse?

Gail,

I only have two
questions for you.

First,

Are the stories true about you
and one of Cal's men?

It's true.

And second?

Second,

are you sure about
what you want me to do?

Is that where you'll
find happiness?

Yes, sister.

Okay.

As long as you're sure.

How did the people
know about you and...

Satur.

Satur?

Wow, Satur.

You're really
something, aren't you?

Someone told Cal.

A young man,

who seem to have dreams
of being a spy.

You know this young man?

Yes.

His name's Nelson.

We'll use him in my plan.

This is what I need
from you, sister.

Give this to Satur.

Guard it with your life!

Your wife will escape
with Satur later today.

The guard. They'll meet
at the checkpoint.

Thank you.

Gail will be waiting at the checkpoint
and said to bring all your things.

Get away!

- It's Nelson.
- It's Nelson.

Hurry!

They might catch up on us!

I'm staying.

Something bad is happening.

You won't come?

You said it yourself.

Let's not talk of
impossible things.

Go on.

You have your own life to live.

I also want us to not wake up
from our dream.

But it's not possible.

All dreams have an ending.

It's better we
wake up this early.

Where celebrity
taipan Calisto Montero

at the arraignment today pleaded not
guilty to charges of manslaughter

arising from the shooting death
of a young farmhand tenant

at the Montero's estate
in Negros Occidental.

Montero, who only
sixteen months ago

survived a near
fatal motorcycle crash

in the Montero's motor
cross track in Marapara.