All language subtitles for Espantaho

- Monet!
- Mother!

Frida!

Nurse! Nurse!

Monet!

- Mother!
- Monet!

Give me some water!

Give her some air!

Where's her medicine?

Call for help!

What happened?

Hey! What are you guys doing?

Father?

Mother!

Have some water.

I told you to always
have your medicine with you.

Was Father buried already?

We waited for you to wake up,

but the gravediggers were fuming,

as they had another corpse to bury.

I was not able to say my final goodbyes.

If you only listened to me,

not to march with us

and just got a ride with Henri.

Now look at what happened.

- Ma'am.
- Where are you going?

- Father!
- Just stay here.

- Mother!
- Sit down.

Rest for a bit.

I wasn't able to say goodbye.

Hey.

How are you, my love? Are you all right?

I just went to pay the marching band.

Frida.

Frida!

Who's there?

Don't let him in!

Frida?

Frida!

You slept again without eating.

Now it's giving you nightmares.

Your father just wanted to see you.

But his eyes looked so...

scared.

That's just how it is.

He's afraid.

He still does not know where to go.

He told me something,
but I can't remember.

You're lucky to see him,
even only in dreams.

The onions we bought are so small

but still very expensive.

Indeed.

What are you making?

Biringhe (Kapampangan paella).

Yes, ma'am, we're making biringhe.

Just make some stir-fried noodles.

Don't tire yourselves.

It's hard to make biringhe.

We already had noodles
on the last day of Father's wake,

and now you want noodles again.

Yes, ma'am, we already had noodles.

Don't mind me.

I'm just tired of thinking
about what to serve.

What did Jack say?

What?

What did Jack say?

Oh. He said he understands.

I'm only here because of the late old man.

He helped my family a lot.

Now that he's dead, I can go to Oman.

Good thing they allowed you.

They can't stop me.

It seems so sudden, Jack.

It's an emergency.

She said she needs help
taking care of our child.

When are you leaving?

This afternoon.

What?

So I'll get there before dark.

Bring the car then.

Great!

I hate taking the bus.

It bores me.

I'll just get ready.

Message me, okay?

- Yes.
- Update me.

Of course.

When are you coming back?

Not sure yet. But I'll text you.

Hope you return
before the last day for prayers.

I'll try.

Don't worry.

I'm just keeping watch over my child.

Come on. Don't overthink.

I did not say anything.

That's over, okay?

That's done.

She just needs help with our kid.

So, I will do just that. Okay?

- I'll get ready.
- Hold on. Take this.

For gas and food.

Text me, okay?

I will.

You let him?

What can I do? That's his legal family.

You shouldn't have let him.

Who will help you here?

There is so much to do
for the days of prayer.

Stop it, Mother. You're not helping.

Why are you making me the villain here?

Do what you want.

Ma'am Monet, your biringhe will burn.

You told me not to touch it.

I know, I'm on it.

Father, you're leaving?

- Yes, why?
- Bring me back some treats.

I haven't even left yet.

What is this, Father?

Something the antique dealer gave me.

That's for you.

Never take it off.

Yes, Father.

My treats.

Don't forget.

I know. I got you.

Be careful, okay?

Message me.

I'll let you know when I get there.

As you should. Take care.

Bye, Father!

- Behave.
- Yes, Father.

All right.

Be safe!

- Bye, Father!
- Take care!

This is unfair.

Ma'am, hold on!

- He forgot this.
- Oh, he forgot.

It's a painting, Mother.

It seems so.

- I'll take a picture,
- Oh, sure.

- so I can send it to Jack.
- Okay, okay.

- Take a picture of me, so I'm cool.
- What?

- He wants to look cool.
- What does that mean?

He's cool. Sigma.

- Done.
- Do I look cute, Mother?

You're always cute.

I'll bring it upstairs, ma'am.

- Thanks.
- Can you do it?

- Yes, I can.
- It looks cute, yes.

Let's keep it, Mother.

Don't bring that inside.

Why, Mother?

Just don't. Just sell it.

That will just add to the clutter.

Merciful Jesus,

with your caring eyes,

please guide Pablo,

who was baptized
and suffered on the cross.

Amen.

Oh my Jesus,

for the sake of your rich blood

that flowed in the garden
where you prayed to the Father...

Please have mercy
and forgive Pablo's soul.

Oh my Jesus,

for the sake of the slap
that grazed your favored face...

Please have mercy
and forgive Pablo's soul.

Oh my Jesus,

for the sake of the thousand strikes
you endured...

Please have mercy
and forgive Pablo's soul.

Father fought for two years,

but he didn't take the chemo well.

It was late when the lung cancer
was discovered.

Such a pity.

He didn't want to stay in the hospital,

so, we took him home.

God bless you for taking care of Pabling.

Jack helped me.

Shoo!

Ma'am, your biringhe was a winner!

My egg rolls placed second.

There were visitors who brought food home.

We'll be doing this for eight more days.

You'll have to think
of other dishes to serve.

All right.

Let's have shrimp sauce noodles, Mother!

Your son is requesting. Let him have it.

Shrimp sauce noodles. All right.

But we'll just order it from town.

Hey! What's that?

- What?
- What's that?

Snacks I'll have with drinks.

Where will you be drinking?

In my room.

You want to join me?

Oh no. I'm losing.

Ouch!

Locust?

Pest.

Hey!

Ouch!

Frida, wake Henri up.

Tell him to tend to the store
and take care of Keith.

- Okay, ma'am. Can you hold this?
- Give it here.

Why don't you just buy in bulk,

so you don't have to go
to the market daily?

It won't all fit in the fridge!

Ma'am?

Nothing. Go on. Wake Henri up.

You should plan meals ahead.

If that were me,
I'd have everything planned.

Good for you.

Henri, we're going to the market.

Take care of Keith and--

Where is he?

Straw?

It's all over his room.

He left and even trashed the place!

- You think so?
- Ma'am?

Here. Thank you.

Over here! Over here, ma'am!

Did you try calling him?

Yes, ma'am. Cannot be reached.

We can maybe make sisig (sizzling pork).

What will you have, ma'am?

Ribs, pork belly,
pork legs, or chicken perhaps?

It's 30 pesos.

That will do. Can you get me pork chops?

Four slices, please.

Ma'am, are you all right?

Ma'am Monet, would you like to--

- What?
- Give me my medicine, Frida.

Go ahead without me.

I'll just look for you later.

- I'll rest for a bit. Go on.
- Are you all right?

Okay, ma'am. I'll be right here.

You forgot to take
your medicine on time again.

It's called maintenance for a reason.

It won't be effective if you miss a dose.

You should know better.

What if you felt dizzy and fell down?

Or hit your head on the concrete.

Take care of yourself.
Keith is too young to lose you.

Enough, Mother!

You are so stubborn.

You're so loud.

Thank you, sir.

Ma'am, we have company.

We have visitors?

Who can it be?

- Mother!
- Son!

- Do we have visitors?
- Yes.

Next time, don't let anyone in
when we're not around.

Who are they?

She said she's Grandpa's wife.

I see...

Frida, pass this way.

- I'll meet you in the kitchen later.
- Okay, ma'am.

Around 30,000.

- Pay it.
- Auntie?

Monet.

Auntie Adele.

- Roy?
- Let's talk later.

Your sister Andie and your brother Roy.

- Do you remember them?
- Yes, of course.

How are you both?

We just got here,
and I'm already having allergies.

How have you been?

I'm good.

It's too dusty here.

Even my throat is itching.

It's very enclosed,
and the signal's weak too.

I had to open the windows.

It's fine.

What is Pablo's legal family doing here?

The house looks desolate.

The paint is peeling off.

And it looks infested with termites.

And it stinks--

I told you, Mother.

We should have booked a hotel.

Aren't you ashamed of Monet?

Why would you be ashamed?

This is our house.

This is Keith, my son.

We met earlier.

Seems like a good kid.

Thank you.

Uhm...

Would you like me
to take you to Father's grave--

No.

Maybe later.

Have you eaten?

- Would you like anything?
- Do you have coffee?

Yes, we do.

- How about you, Roy?
- Sure.

Auntie?

I'll get everyone coffee.

Mother...

Mother.

Make them leave!

Grandma Adele is Grandpa's wife?

Yes.

But she's not my grandmother?

She's not!

She isn't. But you should respect her.

But Auntie Andie and Uncle Roy

are really my aunt and uncle?

Yes, they are.

But they're not your siblings.

They are. Half-siblings.

Half-siblings?

Is that possible?

We share the same father.

So, we are half-related.

Stop asking questions.

Will they make us leave this house?

No one can make us leave!
This is our house.

I'm worried that we won't be here
when Father comes back.

He won't find us.

Where is Father?

When will he return?

Your father will be back, Keith.

And we will never leave you.

And remember that whatever happens,
we will always be together.

Now, enough with the questions
and help me out.

Okay.

Let's go.

Here's your coffee, Andie.

Thank you.

This basement used to be our hideout.

Father's hammock was there.

He slept there every noon.

And we did our homework over there

while listening to the radio drama.

And the harvest sat near that carriage.

But you turned the basement into a shop.

Because the space could be useful.

And I asked Father for permission,
if I could do business here.

He agreed.

Do you earn well?

Sometimes.

There are days we just break even.

At least you are busy.

I'm just Mother's assistant.

Did Father have a hard time?

I'm sure you did too.

He always looked for you, Andie.

Especially during his final days.

It's Mother's fault.

Father told me to tell you

that you're always in his thoughts.

You and Roy.

He loved you very much.

Monet, is the signal good here?

There's barely any upstairs.

Hey.

Mother's looking for you.

Oh my Jesus,

for the sake of the crown of thorns

pressed onto Your holy head...

Please have mercy
and forgive Pablo's soul.

Oh my Jesus,

for the sake
of Your painstaking procession

while carrying the holy cross...

Please have mercy
and forgive Pablo's soul.

Oh my Jesus,

for the sake of Your robe
drenched in blood

stripped off from You by wicked men...

Please have mercy
and forgive Pablo's soul.

Oh my Jesus,

for the sake of Your robe
drenched in blood...

What?

Yes, I can hear you!

Just don't forget the vehicle's documents.

And the photocopy of the owner's ID.

...for the sake of Your holy feet...

- We'll go ahead. Thank you.
- Thank you.

- We're full.
- Everything was delicious.

- See you tomorrow.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

- Ma'am Monet?
- Yes?

Henri's still a no-show.

Where did he go?

I don't know.
But I already asked his relatives.

Okay.

- Monet.
- Yes?

Can we talk?

Yes.

Is this about where you'll sleep, Auntie?

You and Andie can sleep in Father's room.

Roy can sleep in our room.

Besides that,

an appraiser is coming tomorrow
to check the property.

You're selling the land?

Prepare the land title,
so I can show the appraiser.

And come with us, as you know the way.

I don't know where it is exactly.

You were gone for almost three decades.

Your kids never even visited
when Pabling got sick.

They did not attend
the wake and the burial.

Why are you so quick to decide?

Enough, Mother.

What did you say?

Nothing.

Hold on.

Kids!

Where's your guardian?

Inside.

What?

Where?

Are we there yet?

It's right after this town.

It's a great property.

It's near the main road.

You won't have trouble
selling this to developers.

Ouch.

Andie, learn to farm,
so you have something to do.

Monet knows how.

Are you selling the land?

We know nothing about farming.

Even this farmland looks neglected.

Only when Pabling got sick.

That's because Monet
was in charge of everything.

Speak up!

Auntie Adele, this only happened
because Father got sick.

Someone needed to take care
of him, and I was the one--

Mother, look!

It's beautiful!

I'll take a video.

It's approaching.

- What are those?
- It's getting closer!

- Those are locusts!
- Let's get out of here.

- Keith, run!
- They bite!

Run! Faster!

Faster!

- Andie!
- Keith!

Quick!

Mother, may I go outside?

- I'll just look around.
- All right. Go ahead.

Mother, do I get a commission
if I find a buyer?

Shut up. Uncle Eddie and I
already found one.

Your uncle and I need to talk first.

They come here
as if only they have the right.

Frida, can you watch Keith?

Yes, ma'am.

You shouldn't allow them
to treat you like that.

You also have rights.

Frida, please call the waiter,
so we can order some flan.

- Flan? Okay.
- Are you listening to me?

I've been talking here
and all you think about is flan.

Fight, Monet.

Defend yourself.
Don't let them walk all over you!

Mother, enough. Stop it!

You're rude!

I am only thinking about you.

About you and your son's future.

You're ungrateful!

My sweet Jesus,

that when You embraced mankind,

You offered yourself.

On the eighth day, your holy blood.

As You obeyed Moises' teachings,

You were condemned by the Jews.

We'll sleep in a while.

I'll just finish this.

- Monet.
- Yes?

- Mother would like to talk to you.
- Yes, Andie.

Frida, can you take Keith to his room?

Auntie, you wanted to speak to me?

Do you have the title of this house
and the other property?

Yes, Auntie, I have everything filed,

since we need it to pay taxes.

Why do you ask?

I want to sell this house

before it completely deteriorates.

I knew this would happen.

Auntie, hold on.

What about us? Where are we going to live?

And what about my livelihood?

You need to find a new place.

It's not that easy, Auntie.

That's why I am telling you this early,

so you can prepare.

Mother, can we talk about this
some other time?

I just want things to be clear.

It is clear.

Very much so since you arrived.

I am not stupid, and I am not numb.

That's right. Put up a fight!

This house and the farm,

I neglected them only
because Father needed me.

I was the only one taking care of him.

We were in and out of the hospital,

and his condition got worse.

I know that you knew that he was sick.

And despite his illness,
he found a way to send you money.

Not regularly, but he did.

I know that
because I took care of that as well.

What are you trying to say?

That we should be indebted to him
for doing as expected?

That if you are mad at him,
don't take it out on me.

I don't care about your father!

Mother, enough.
We can talk about this calmly.

I am only doing this for you.

What we are discussing here

is my right as a mother

as well as my children's rights.

I am also his child.

An illegitimate one!

Don't you dare call my child that!

How dare you!

You are only his family on paper!

Deal with this on your own.

I am leaving!

Just call me if you want to go home.

Is that Father's doing?

Is he mad at us?

I told you, Mother.

We should have attended the wake!

We should have buried him!

You didn't even let us visit him
in the hospital.

You're so harsh.

You're heartless, Mother!

Don't you dare raise your voice at me!

You brat. Roy!

Come back here!

Auntie, what do you plan to do
with Father's things?

Throw them out.

That's what you do to useless things.

You burn them and throw them away.

Auntie Adele.

Can we talk this out?

I apologize for what happened earlier.

Without question, the farmland is yours.

But can you maybe leave this house
to me and my son?

That's what Father wanted.

Why didn't you say so?

I didn't think you would believe me.

When Father got sick,
he always looked for my siblings.

He always mentioned your name
during his final days.

He sought your forgiveness.

I tried to reach you,
but you never answered my calls.

So, when Father died,

we buried him without waiting for you.

I never wanted to see him, dead or alive!

Auntie Adele, Father loved you.

You and Andie and Roy.
He loved you very much.

I feel nothing for him but hatred!

Ever since I learned
about him and your mother.

I did not know that he was married.

I did not want to destroy your family.

When he brought you here to live with us,

I couldn't do anything.

I tried to accept you.

But seeing you

only reminds me of his mistakes!

Monet is a good child.

You should have just accepted
and loved her.

When I see you,
I have nothing but questions.

Am I not enough?

What is lacking in me?

To cheat is one thing,

but he even had a child with her!

Don't drag her into this!

She's innocent.

Do you know how painful that is?

And now you tell me that he loved me?

What kind of love is that?

Please spare Monet!

It was all my fault!

Where are you, Pabling?

I'm here!

Pabling!

It's me, Rosa.

It's so itchy!

It hurts!

What are these?

I'm sorry, Monet.

I wasn't able
to control myself last night.

Your stepmother has no boundaries.

To think she was a teacher.

Such a foul mouth.

- Jack!
- How are you?

We have visitors.

Who?

Father's wife, Auntie Adele,
and my two siblings.

Wow. They finally showed up.
What are they doing there?

Auntie Adele
wants to sell Father's properties.

That's too much!

When are you coming home?

I'm going crazy. Come back.

I'm still at the hospital.

My child needs me.

Then when?

Once he's discharged.

Soon enough. He's feeling better.

- Where's Roy? Call him.
- I'll call you back.

I don't know, but I will.

His phone is here.

It's here.

- Why, Auntie?
- You.

This place is haunted thanks to you!

You homewrecker!

- Mother!
- You think I wouldn't know?

You let that married man live in my house!

You really are your mother's daughter.

You're both adulterers!

You monster!

You greedy witch!

Don't drag my child into this!

- Stop it!
- Who gave you the rights to...

Stop it!

Stop it! Stop it!

Grandma!

Learn to fight!

He went to his room and said he's leaving,

but we never saw him leave.

His things are still in his room,

and the van's still here.

Where would Roy go?

Where do you think he would go?

Sir! Sir!

- Yes.
- Sir.

Our staff, Henri. He's also missing.

When did you last see him?

On the first day of prayer.

Our mother is free from sin.

Please pray for him.

Immaculate mother...

Please pray for him.

Beloved mother...

Please pray for him.

Mystical mother...

Please pray for him.

Mother, let's get out of here, please.

I want to leave.

You saw what happened earlier.

You see these!

Why don't you want to leave?

We left once, and we'll never leave again.

You're so mad, you're becoming obsessed!

This house is mine.

This land is mine!

If anyone should leave, that's Monet!

What would happen to Monet
if we send them away?

What do I care?

Who are we coming back here for?

When Monet told us that Father's dying,

you did not allow me to see him.

You never even let Father see us
when we were kids.

Even when we wanted to be with him,

we never did.

We obeyed your orders.

Father's gone.

Enough!

You do not know
how it feels to be abandoned.

Please pray for him.

Mother.

You're not the first woman
to be left for someone else.

Please pray for him.

It happens.

Vessel of joy and praise...

Please pray for him.

Vessel of obedience
to the Almighty Father...

Please pray for him.

Mother of Christ...

Please pray for him.

Mother of the Holy Church...

- Andie?
- Please pray for him.

Holy Mary...

Please pray for him.

Holy Mother of God...

Please pray for him.

Mother of Virgins...

Please pray for him.

Mother of Christ...

Please pray for him.

Mother of the Holy Church...

Please pray for him.

Mother of mercy...

Please pray for him.

- Mother full of grace...
- Andie?

Please pray for him.

Mother of hope...

Please pray for him.

Mother immaculate...

Please pray for him.

- Mother is free from sin.
- Andie, what's happening?

Please pray for him.

Andie, open the door!

Help me!

Help!

Andie!

Help me!

- In the room!
- Pray for her.

Help me!

- Andie!
- What's happening, Auntie?

Andie can't get out.

- Frida, get the keys!
- Please help me!

Excuse me.

Please help me!

Please help me! Help--

Andie!

Pabling?

Lamb of God, who takes away
the sins of the world...

Please forgive him, O Lord.

Lamb of God who takes away
the sins of the world...

Graciously hear him, O Lord.

Have some biscuits.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Thank you.

Ma'am, this is Georgia.

Good evening.

- My condolences.
- Thank you.

Verba revelare verum.

Verba revelare verum.

Verba revelare verum.

Pestilence!

A curse dwells in this house.

Can't you smell it?

Adele is the only visitor here.

Maybe she's the pest.

Monet, what's happening here?

Who is she?

This is Georgia. I asked for her help.

Help with what?

The ominous energy
is strong in this house.

Did you let a new person, thing,
or creature into your home?

We did.

Where?

This one!

Frida, hand me the incense.

Verba revelare verum.

Verba revelare verum.

Verba revelare verum.

Frida, give me my bag!

Where are you going?

- Monet.
- Yes?

- Help me.
- With what?

Where are we going, Auntie?

To my former colleague.

We haven't seen each other for a while.

How long has it been?

Are you also retired?

You retired just two years ahead of me.

I am now retired.

Did you become Professor Emeritus?

I didn't.

But they still get me
as a lecturer from time to time.

Nobody can match your expertise.

S. Madamba.

This painting was done

by Silvio Madamba.

He was prominent during the '50s and '60s.

Here are Madamba's paintings.

He used to paint pastoral scenes.

I'll stay with you. I'll just get dressed.

Until his subjects became more sinister.

Let's play!

- Keith!
- At the end of this,

you will see photos of strawmen,

or as we call it,

a scarecrow.

Keith!

Keith! Keith!

Keith!

Good thing I kept all these.

These are all about...

Silvio Madamba's death.

Keith! Keith!

An urban legend tells
of Madamba's obsession with his muse.

Unrequited love caused his downfall.

He fell in love

with a woman who was too young for him.

When Madamba made his feelings known,

the woman ran away.

He looked for her, but he failed.

He tried to be with other women,

but none of them made him happy.

He traps these women in his house

and tortures them until they die.

Madamba slits his wrists

and uses his blood

to paint the women's corpses,

and he adorns them like scarecrows.

So they look alive

and alike

his beloved muse.

Here are the photographs

of Madamba's muse.

Now, tell me you know nothing
about the evil that haunts my family.

I was a child back then.
I did it to earn money.

I did nothing wrong.

Besides being a family of homewreckers,

are you a family of witches too?

I thought he was just fond of me.

I was orphaned,
so I saw him as a father figure.

But he wanted something more.

Where is Andie? Where did you take her?

Where is Roy?

Once, he tried to molest me.

You cause me problems even to this day!

I ran away from him.

I met Pabling and had you.

I thought I wouldn't see him again.

I fetched you from school one day,
and there he was.

That's him?

Where is my family?

I said I don't know. Just stop!

What a snob.

Keith?

Keith!

Frida?

Keith!

- Keith!
- Mother!

Keith, go to sleep.

That's enough.

Whoever took Henri, Roy, and Andie
must have taken Frida too.

You think?

Who do you always talk to, Mother?

No one. Go to sleep.

Come on, Mother.
My schoolmates always pick on me.

They say you're crazy.

Really?

But they can't bully me.

I'll take them in one punch.
And I'm brave.

It's good to be brave,

but it's wrong to punch others.

Just let them be next time.

No! You should give them a beating.
I'll even help you.

Earlier, I scared the monster.

I think Father's gift has powers.

- This was from your father?
- Yes.

Hail, Holy Mary, Mother of mercy.

You are our life and our sweetness.

We pray to you.

To you do we cry
poor banished children of tears.

To you do we send our sighs

and mourning.

We pray to you.

To you do we call to spare us

from this valley of tears.

Here, in this sorrowful motherland,

will be opening...

Auntie Adele?

Mother!

Auntie Adele! Auntie Adele!

- Rats!
- What happened?

- There are rats!
- Where?

Why is there blood on you?

Rats! Rats!

Rats!

Hey!

Our Heavenly Father,

who was conceived
by the power of the Holy Spirit,

born of the Virgin Mary,

suffered under Pontius Pilate,

was crucified, died, and was buried.

It's done.

He descended to the dead.

On the third day, he rose again.

or origin of that painting.

Have a seat.

Everyone who owned that painting

mysteriously vanished.

That painting was last owned

by a rich Filipino-Chinese businessman

named Guang Xi Fei.

Excuse me, Auntie.

What is it, Monet?

It's Jack.

What did you see?

Father.

- Can you come with me, Auntie?
- Where?

I'm sorry if I left all of a sudden.

I was scared that I summoned
the ghosts in the painting,

and I didn't know what to do.

That's my pet crow.

It's been watching you for a while now,

aAnd it smells the pestilence
that plagues your house.

Locusts, worms, rats, and leeches.

All this pestilence.

And the scarecrow will not stop
until he's taken everyone.

What about this?

Let me see.

Red soil.

Someone wants this kid to survive.

The crow knows
where to find this red soil.

Jesus, amen.

I need four.

No,

just three.

Your guardian does not need one.

You see her?

I can see, smell, and sense her.

I have the same gift, just like yours.

Rosa's here?

For a while now.

Rosa, when did you last see the painter?

It was a Friday.

I closed shop early

to fetch Monet from school.

I did not expect to see him again.

I got scared.

Monet, your notebook!

Thank you.

I couldn't face him.

I dragged Monet.

And we ran. But he caught up with us.

Everything happened so fast.

Rosa!

Hide.

My brakes are not working!

Move away. Move!

But I was sure of one thing.

I needed to save my daughter.

Why do you stay here, Rosa?

Why don't you cross over?

Monet has an illness.

I can't leave her yet.

She never left my side, Auntie.

Stop it!

She's always with me.

By my side.

Like you, Rosa,

the painter is still in our midst.

He stays here through his masterpiece,

The Scarecrow, and he found you.

Is this our only protection?

No!

If you want to end the curse,

the person who brought it should die.

Jack.

The person who brought it should die.

It's Jack.

I'm back, and I'm never leaving you.

- I'm back.
- I'm back.

I'm never leaving you.

I'm back, and I'm never leaving you.

He did all this for money?

Monet?

He did not love me! He didn't.

Don't strain yourself.

Calm down. Breathe.

- I can't take this.
- Monet, you need to be strong.

For you and for your son.

I don't understand.

How long did he plan all this?

How long has he been scheming me?

I can't do this on my own, Mother.
Please help me.

Help us!

I can't. I can't.

- Mother!
- Monet?

Mother!

- Monet?
- Mother!

Monet?

- Mother, wake up!
- Monet?

Mother!

FATHER, MOTHER'S GONE

Keith!

Keith, son?

Keith?

Son?

Monet?

Hail Mary, full of grace.

The Lord is with you.

Blessed are you among women.

And blessed is the fruit
of your womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God.

Pray for us sinners.

Now and at the hour of our death, Amen.

Glory be to the Father and to the Son
and to the Holy Spirit.

As it was in the beginning

is now and ever shall be,
world without end.

Amen.

Monet?

Wait for me downstairs.

Monet?

Keith. Keith, this is your father.

Keith? Where are you going? Wait up.

Keith, it's your father!
This is your father, Keith!

Where are you taking my son?

Where are you going? Hold on!

Keith!

Keith, help me, son.

Help your father. Keith!

- Keith!
- I keep on asking myself

what you saw in me.

A small-town girl labeled by everyone

as crazy.

So, why me?

Monet, what are you saying?

I love you.

Let me go, please.

You love me?

Yes, I love you.

You and Keith.

Am I not the one helping you around here?

Who helps you when you get sick?

Who helped you take care of your father?

I know all your plans, Jack.

To get rid of us all.

And to get all my father's properties.

Monet.

That's why you left.

Monet, hold on.

You went away and left us with this.

I shiver just thinking
what will happen to Keith when we're gone.

Can you keep Keith out of this?

Just let your stepmother die!

Monet, hear me out!

We can split the money from the sale.

She's not even your family.

She should be the one tied up, not me!

You're not the Jack I knew.

You're not the man I loved.

Monet. Monet, wait!

Monet, hold on! Let's talk, please. Monet!

Tell Keith. I'm sure he'll understand.

Don't leave me here, Monet.

Monet, wait-- Monet!

Let's play!

- Keith.
- Mother!

Mother!

NINTH DAY OF PRAYER

Saint Pedro Calungsod
and Saint Lorenzo Ruiz of Manila...

Please pray for him.

May God's grace be with us all.

Amen.

May the souls of the departed
through the mercy of God rest in peace.

Amen.

And may the power of God the Father,
the Son,

and the Holy Spirit bless us all.

Amen.

What do you want to eat when we get home?

Grilled pork skewers.

Okay then.

Let's pass by the town first.

Mother, come on.

It's time for me to go.

Mother?

Don't forget your medicines.

And everything you should avoid.
You know that.

You can't leave, Mother.

You must stay with me.

I am ready. And you are too.

I can't do this on my own, Mother.

You have Keith.

And your Auntie Adele.

Please ask her forgiveness for me.

Keep her safe.

It's hard to grow old alone.

One more day.

Please, one more.

I'll visit you in your dreams.

Monet, what's happening?

Mother has bid us goodbye, Aunt Adele.

And she's asking for your forgiveness.

I love you very much, Mother.