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Mauricia!

Hey, be careful with that.

Pack it away properly. We can use it next year.

Huh? Take a look at poor Rudolf,

already hunchbacked from pulling the sleigh.

And these Christmas lights, they don't even twinkle anymore.

Hey. Check this out.

Santa's losing all his hair.

Oh no, don't do that. We'll need him for next Christmas.

Let's just clean him up and add some more hair.

No one will notice.

This has been the most exhausting Christmas ever.

Then before you know it, it'll be Valentine's Day.

Christmas is our peak season.

You should get used to it.

You do realize we're surrounded by competitors on every floor?

So, we should be thankful.

- Gigi! Vicky! - Yeah?

Hello? The clock's ticking. We open soon.

Here. Just change the Christmas decoration to Valentine's decoration.

You're moving so slow that at this rate the Easter Bunny might catch up with you.

- Yes, sir. - Come on, double time.

Hey, I have quick announcement before we open, okay?

What kind of announcement?

I am happy to announce that this weekend, although it's a little late,

we're finally having our Christmas party!

Clap your hands!

Yeah!

At last, we can celebrate the birth of Jesus.

Now we only have a few weeks before Lent.

Shh, keep it down. He might hear.

Yes, Gigi? You were saying?

Nothing, sir.

Oh, by the way, you'll be the one in charge

of everything we need for the Christmas party. Yes?

Sure, sir. Challenge accepted, sir.

Clap your hands!

And by the way, the party is going to be a potluck.

- What? What's a potluck? - Come on. That's not fair.

Hey! Clap your hands!

Good!

Hey, Gi!

We won't have enough servers later.

You'll need to help on the floor to speed up turnover.

But who will do my job as front of house?

You. Can't you do both?

Yes, I can do both.

Sir, perhaps it's time that you consider the recommendations on my report.

- We really need additional staff because-- - Gigi!

We have a bottom line to meet monthly, and hiring more people

means we're not meeting our profitability target.

And as my assistant manager,

you should be the first person who understands that.

That's right, sir.

Though according to my projections, it looks okay if--

Welcome!

Come in!

- Come in, come in. - The customer is king.

Annyeong haseyo! Welcome to SamgyupToSawa.

Table for three?

Annyeong haseyo! Welcome.

- Table for two? - Yes, please.

Welcome!

The customer is king!

- Gigi! - Yes, sir?

Table 11, bus out!

Eleven? All right. I'll… I'll be right back.

Kamsahamnida!

Kamsahamnida!

Gigi!

- Sir? - Hey.

Tomorrow I want to see the flowchart for the Christmas party.

And regarding the potluck, I want to know who's gonna bring what.

Got it.

And lastly,

can you guys add more hearts and cupids to the decorations? All right?

Here.

Can I see them by tomorrow morning?

More cupids. More hearts.

More love, love, love! And I mean a lot more.

Oh, the keys.

You're closing tonight.

Make sure it's done right.

Good night.

Hey, boy, wrap it up.

Take care.

Babe!

Babe, what took you so long?

Jingo asked me to do something.

I'll tell you about it later. I'm starving.

Well, this isn't the first time. Your boss is a piece of work.

This smells nice. You clean it?

Huh? It smells nice?

Unlike you. You smell like kimchi.

Jerk! Let's get outta here.

Yeah, yeah, just gimme a sec.

Okay.

You all right?

Babe, it's our song. You remember?

That song's seven years old now.

Can you believe it? Seven years together.

Hey babe.

Remember Niño and Leia from our high school?

Yeah, are they dead?

So morbid. They got married. Here, look.

They really were meant for each other.

Whoa! Buknoy and Jingle. You remember them?

They got married too?

No, they're both dead.

What? Are you serious?

I'm joking. You're the one being so serious.

They're engaged. Imagine.

Babe, I think I know where this conversation is going.

I wasn't implying anything. Stop it.

I keep telling you, I'm saving up.

When I'm promoted to senior accountant,

you and I will be the ones our high school friends will gossip about.

Okay.

Okay, there you go.

Uh, babe!

Mm?

I'm working overtime at the office tomorrow.

There's an audit, so I won't be able to pick you up.

- Oh… - Sorry.

It's fine.

What's another three hours of my life wasted on commuting?

Don't be like that. Come on, I said I'm sorry.

Hey, I'm just teasing. Don't worry about it.

- Get outta here. Ride safe. - All right. Really okay?

- Mm-hmm. - Good.

- All right, good night. - Good night.

Love you.

Babe!

- Mm? - Love you.

Ah. Love you!

Bye!

- Hey. - Hey, sis.

Did you get the text I sent you?

Yeah, about your tuition balance?

Mm, the registrar emailed. They gave me a notice.

I know. I texted you back,

and said to ask mom for the payment. Dad transferred her the money last week.

Mom told me to ask you for the money.

- Okay, where is she? - In her room, making content.

Hello, hello, hello!

Add-to-carters! Here we go.

We're unboxing, how exciting.

How stunning is my new little bag? Look!

And fast delivery too.

Isn't it beautiful? Oh, I just love it already.

Mm, so cute!

And you know, this will pair so well with my OOTD tomorrow.

So stay tuned! Bye.

Darling, you're finally home.

Take a look at my latest purchase. Ooh.

Notice the impeccable stitching,

and smell, not fishy at all. Hm?

Doesn't it look Class A?

I wouldn't say Class A. More like Class B, or even C.

Oh, don't be like that.

Did you take a look at the label? Balenciagah.

They've added an 'H' at the end.

Hey, give it back. No one will notice that.

- It's nice. - Oh!

These shoes should be Jimmy Choo, not Jimmy Chos.

And this watch is the worst.

It should be Bulgari, but there's no 'I,' so it's just Bulgar.

Hey, don't get your dirty hands all over it.

At least it's buy now, pay later.

Mom, why is Candy asking me for money again?

Oh. Darling…

can you please cover it? I'll pay you back later.

But didn't dad just send some money? I'll message him.

Oh, don't do that. No, please.

Your Dad's working hard in Bahrain. I don't want you disturbing him.

Hey!

- Is this the grand prize? - Oh, cool!

Wow! We've got a generous sponsor. Who's that from?

- It doesn't say, sir. - Well, bring it in then!

- Okay. - Quick!

Okay.

It's heavy.

- Easy, easy. - Careful with that.

Vicky! Oh!

Clap your hands!

You are the winner of one year's supply of kimchi

from our sponsor,

Go Dong Hae Food Industries!

Thank you, sir! Belated Merry Christmas.

You know this prize suits you very well. You're both sour.

Now, for our grand prize!

Oh, put it here. Put it here.

This is from our still-to-be confirmed sponsor.

I bet it's a washing machine.

- Oh, it's a mattress! - Nah, it's a calendar.

Da, da, da, da!

And our grand prize winner is…

Hey, hey!

Mm. Gigi, you won.

- Whoa, go Gigi. - Oh!

You're so lucky, Ms. Gi!

Congratulations, Gi!

Thank you sir. Belated Happy New Year.

Well, open it. Might be a mattress.

- Oh! - Wow!

- Check it out. - Ooh.

Nice.

Congrats, sis!

And if you don't want it, I really don't mind taking it off your hands.

I'll just pay you every payday for 20 years.

No way.

Don't be like that.

Let's just exchange gifts.

I'll give you my kimchi.

- Come on, let's take a pic. - Okay. Okay.

Look. One, two, three!

One more.

That thing's huge.

How will it fit on my bike?

You'll figure it out.

Will I?

You know where it will fit?

My studio.

Come on, I never get this lucky.

But it's for both of us, right?

So we can Netflix and chill. Mm?

Would you stop trying it on? It's mine.

Why not?

This helmet does smell really good.

Babe, let's get outta here.

Just put the TV on your lap and hold on tight.

And... don't let go.

Hi, Gigi. To personalize your viewing experience,

kindly answer the following questions.

Please pick one.

Batman or Joker?

Batman.

Mara or Clara?

Mara, of course.

Sara or Ms. Minchin?

Mm, Sara.

King Kong or Godzilla?

Uh, King Kong, I guess.

Judas, Barabbas, or Gestas?

Gestas.

Are you happy with your life? Yes or no?

No answer means no.

Wait! I'm still thinking.

Oh.

"Law of the Oppressed."

"Law of the Oppressed highlights."

"Law of the Oppressed deleted scenes. Law of the Oppressed reels."

It's all Law of the Oppressed. Isn't there anything else?

LAW OF THE OPPRESSED

Law of the Oppressed

My destiny

Born from the soil

Change never comes

The Law of the Oppressed

A burden so heavy

Is this all That I could ever hope for?

The Law of the Oppressed…

Who are these people?

There's not even anyone famous.

Law of the Oppressed

Papa!

- Mirinisa! - Papa!

My daughter.

I've missed you, Papa!

I'm so happy you've returned to our grand hacienda.

Oh! How your horses have missed you too.

They've been crying for weeks in the stables.

Oh. By the way, let me introduce your soon-to-be stepmother.

This is Mauricia.

And here is your soon-to-be stepsister.

Meet Mimi.

Ah. Hello to you both,

and welcome to our extremely grand hacienda!

Oh! My dear horses.

Mauricia, Mimi, I must depart for a moment.

- Sure. - I'll just be at the stables.

I will leave the three of you for a while,

so you can get to know each other better.

Go ahead, Pops!

So, you're Mirinisa.

Why did you slap me?

Oh!

What have I done to upset you?

Nothing.

I just wanted to introduce myself, and leave my mark on you.

From now on,

we will reign as the new queens of this grand hacienda!

- Do you understand? - I understand.

And if you go squealing to your father,

then you'll get more than just a slap on the cheek. Am I clear?

Clear, Ma'am.

What was that slap for? I haven't done anything!

I felt like it.

Besides, three is my favorite number.

Be grateful it's not four or five or 46!

Anyway, Mimi, my seductive daughter,

shall we enter this very opulent hacienda and find a few maids for us to bully?

Let's go, Mama!

Mirinisa, let me give you some unsolicited but very valuable advice.

What is it?

Never stand in my way!

Oh, God. Isn't there anything else to watch?

You must be Arnaldo.

I am, indeed.

Well, at least there's a cute guy. Now I'm watching.

- Arnaldo? - Mirinisa!

I'm here to give you these flowers. Freshly picked wildflowers

from my grandmother's garden.

Mirinisa!

Here is a very, very, very long list

of all the chores you have to do today.

Start by cleaning the roof gutters,

then washing and ironing all the heavy velvet curtains in every room.

Then, bathe the horses in the stables

and give them world-class manicures and pedicures.

- Got that? - Uh… all right.

- Well, what are you waiting for? Go! - Oh! Oh!

Why does Mirinisa have to do all that?

You have a lot of maids here in this grand mansion.

I like handsome men,

but I do not like handsome meddlers.

Who are you?

I am Arnaldo.

The sole grandson of Doña Auring,

who owns the enormous hacienda over the hills yonder?

Yes, that's me.

Arnaldo.

You're a perfect match for Mimi, my seductive daughter.

She's young, she's bouncy. She's full of energy.

Show him what you've got.

Mm-hmm!

Ooh, ah.

Uh, uh, uh, uh.

That's my girl!

Mirinisa!

Yes, ma'am?

What have you done to my expensive designer dress?

Please forgive me. It got burned by the iron.

It was an accident!

Mama!

Look at what she's done to my expensive designer dress!

You animal!

This is an expensive designer dress!

More expensive than your self-worth.

As punishment, you will scrub every inch of that bathroom until it sparkles!

Señora, I really didn't mean to do it!

I promise to improve my ironing skills!

"Skills!"

- Filth belongs in filth! Get in! - Señora! Señora!

And stay there!

Señorita! Señora!

Law of the Oppressed

I guess that's it. We'll see you around, Gi.

Hey, once the restaurant gets back on its feet, you'll be the first ones I call.

Thank you, Gi. That's kind of you.

- I'll see you, Gi. - See ya.

Sir, is your decision to fire them final? Maybe--

We need to cut costs, Gigi. I had no choice.

But we're understaffed as it is.

That's why I thought you could do double duty for a while.

You'll have to be a server during peak hours.

But sir, I uh,

I'm here as the assistant manager.

I completed my degree in hospitality management, with honors.

So I'm really not supposed to be a waitress.

What do I care if you graduated with honors?

Or if you're summa cum laude?

You don't really care about this restaurant.

- No, that's not true. - You're only thinking about yourself!

You don't know anything, and you don't get to decide.

You still have a lot of kimchi to eat before you become manager.

But, sir.

Betty!

Knock, knock!

We're wasting our time. She's not even answering!

- Hey. - Excuse me, can I help you?

Are you the daughter of Betty?

Why do you ask?

Well, we've been knocking for a while now, but nobody seems to be home.

Could you please tell Betty this is a gentle reminder?

She's way behind on her payments.

And instead flaunting her latest spending spree on social media,

maybe she should just pay her debts on time.

Tell her that, will you?

Boys?

Mom?

Mom!

Have they gone? Huh?

Who were they, Mom?

Um…

Well, they're debt collectors.

I missed a few payments.

How long have you had this debt?

Uh… I don't remember.

Maybe it's been… one year?

I'm calling Dad.

Oh darling, wait!

Please don't call your father.

Uh, I'll think of something, I promise I'll fix this.

Just don't tell your dad anything, I'm begging. Don't call him.

Please?

Yeah, all right.

It's okay. Don't be upset.

Thank you, my darling.

You know, you're so kind.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. - What the hell was that?

- Gigi! - Oh here, here, here, let me help.

What a mess, and look at all the food you wasted!

That's coming out of your pay!

It was an accident, sir. I'm sorry.

Well, quick, clean it up!

This is a tripping hazard for our customers!

I'll do it, sir.

Gigi is better suited to front of house anyway.

She's the assistant manager. She's not a server.

I don't need your opinion, Vicky. I need you to get a mop!

Sorry, sir.

Hey.

You better shape up.

Table 18! Hurry up!

She can't even carry a tray!

Hm.

- Hey, sis! - Why does it stink outside?

Uh, Gi… I think Mom should be the one to tell you.

Why? What happened?

Well, a courier arrived out front.

So, I opened the door expecting a package,

but to my shock, the courier was actually one of the debt collectors.

They tricked me.

And they didn't just throw hurtful words.

They threw rotten eggs right in my face and vandalized our house!

Why didn't you report it to the authorities?

I didn't want to make it a big deal.

Darling, maybe you can help out your mom?

Why me?

Why don't you call Dad already?

Oh, I can't.

Can this stay between me and you?

Oh, he'd be so angry at me.

Darling,

help me out, please?

Just with a partial payment on the interest.

I know that you've got some money saved.

Please, can you help your mommy, please?

How much do you need?

Fifty thousand.

Fifty thousand pesos?

Excuse me, can you follow that motorbike?

Okay.

- Abet! Oh, it's amazing! - Nice.

- Wow, are we really eating here? - Yeah, the food here's delicious.

Abet!

Who's she?

Gigi, wait, let me explain.

Let you explain? Why were you giving her a ride?

Huh?

Uh, kee… keep it down. Can we maybe not talk here?

Here?!

You're taking her out for pizza, Abet? Pizza?

All this time you've never taken me out for pizza!

And you should know that I love pizza!

Please calm down.

So is that what you were saving up for, huh? To take her out?!

You don't have the balls to break up with me? Is that it?

- Hey, Gi, wait! Just let me explain. - Don't touch me! Don't.

So this…

This is the putrid stink on my helmet?

Smells like flowers! Move it!

Gigi, please listen to me. Gi!

- No, no, no. - This is my helmet!

I paid for it! Let go!

Abet, come on.

Let's get a Pizza Marga-reta-rita!

Forget about her.

Idioto!

Stupid!

Dim-witted wench!

Uneducated!

- You're getting on my nerves! - Mauricia!

Mimi! What are you doing to my only daughter?

Oh, it's nothing, Papa.

Oh, darling, we are just playing a little clapping game. See?

Mother, Father, I want bread

Sister, Brother, add some spread

All my words you must obey

Or a slap will come your way

One, two, three, four!

That hurt!

Sorry, Mama!

Quick, one more! Oh, sorry, sorry!

Mother, Father, I want…

Troublemaker!

Presumptuous hag!

Unpleasant witch!

- Mauricia! - Aah…

Mimi! What are you doing to my only daughter?

Oh, it's nothing, Papa!

Oh, we're just trying to give Mirinisa a new look, Pops!

And this is our finished product.

Now, smile, or you won't get dinner!

You're nothing

but a third-rate, try-hard snotty rat!

Mauricia, Mimi!

What are you doing to my only daughter?

Oh, darling,

this is just a harmless drinking game.

It's your turn.

Oh, you missed!

That is not enough!

I would have dunked her in a barrel of wine!

That's what you get if you act weak and dumb!

Playing the victim! You deserve that, girl.

At last, Gigi.

You've finally seen the light.

Don't be afraid.

I come in peace.

It's time for you to join us, Gigi.

Wait. Gigi!

Gigi!

Gigi, come back here!

Where are you going?

Gigi! Just wait--

Oh, well. You'll be back.

Kamsahamnida.

Law of the Oppressed?

If it exists, I've never heard of it.

It exists.

Who's it got in it?

I don't know. No one famous. Maybe they're indie or theater actors.

But I'm serious. The villain talked to me.

She said my name. She looked right at me! She knows me.

Mm, Gi, seems like your TV may just be possessed.

If you're scared, you could give it to me.

Hey, Gigi, Vicky! What's going on out here?

Get inside. Table 14 is waiting to be served.

Yet, here you are yapping away!

I see you, Vicky! Throwing the team off their game.

And you, Gigi!

Go calm the customers down before they turn into cannibals!

Huh?

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

Babe, happy Valentine's.

Oh, babe!

You are so sweet! I have a gift for you too!

I got you something else really special.

Mirinisa!

Señorita?

What is it, Señorita Mimi?

Get me a freshly squeezed orange juice.

And you better make it quick!

Of course.

Mirinisa!

What is it, Señora Mauricia?

Make your father drink this, so he gets strong.

- Did you hear me? - Yes, yes, ma'am.

- Do it now! - Okay, okay.

Mirinisa!

Could you be any slower? I've been waiting.

Give me that!

Please forgive me.

Papa.

Drink this so that you can regain your strength.

Ah.

Mama!

- Mimi? - Mama!

Mimi?

Mimi?

Mimi? Is that you?

Mimi! My daughter!

My seductive daughter!

Mimi!

Mimi.

What have you done to my daughter?

Mimi!

Oh!

Oh, Mimi!

Oh, my seductive daughter!

I will miss you.

And I promise on your grave,

that I will stop at nothing, until I am the owner

of Arnulfo's grand mansion and vast, exquisite hacienda.

Vengeance will be mine!

I will avenge you, with the help of…

Gigi!

Me?

Why me?

Well, why not?

Now is the time to accept your true power, Gigi.

Allow me to help you unlock your full potential.

Lean on me. Trust me.

What have you got to lose?

Welcome to our world. The Teleserye World!

The world of soap opera.

I'm so excited for you. You won't regret this.

You and me, we are going to be a team.

- Oh. - Mmm.

Oh.

How do you like it so far?

The view is perfect.

These houses are unreal.

And the sunset? Ah, so gorgeous.

I want to take pictures of everything.

There are no bad angles in this world.

Every corner here is ready for a take, ready for action.

Our world thrives on drama.

And there is no drama without conflict.

And there is no conflict without good versus evil.

Light versus darkness. Hero versus villain.

Those are the only two things that matter to us.

Heroes and villains.

And I knew right away which side you belong to.

Honk your horn at them!

Again!

- Move it! - How about them?

Are they heroes or villains?

They're extras.

They do not belong to any side.

They are a part of this world

to make the scenes become more credible, more believable.

Townsfolk and such, you know.

For more texture and context.

They're the ones who failed to become a hero or a villain.

So now they're lucky to be a part of the scene,

in the background.

Passing by and… doing things.

Sometimes they have lines, but…

…enough about them.

The most important thing in this world

is we always please The Sponsor.

"The Sponsor"?

As long as the forces between heroes and villains are balanced,

The Sponsor is happy.

And if The Sponsor is happy,

the storylines get extended,

the show will go on, as will our existence.

You'll get more of an understanding as we go along.

But, first things first.

You need to enroll.

Welcome to the Kontrabida Academy.

Where you can become a full-blown leading villain.

Our school motto is

"there can be no hero without a villain."

Who are they?

They are the founders of this school.

Impressive, isn't it?

I graduated with flying honors, summa cum laude,

Bachelor of Science in interdisciplinary bullying.

Major in diva behavioral science, and minor in character assassination.

Such a high achiever.

I have a master's degree in revenge studies.

Right now, I'm finishing my doctorate.

- Guess what my dissertation is? - What?

The art of social climbing in the digital age

or how to fake it online until your friends die of envy.

Actually, I was scheduled for my defense, but I got busy with taping the show.

Oh, by the way,

outstanding alumna of every year since graduation.

And it's also worth mentioning that I am seated on the board of trustees

as head bitch slash debater slash demoness.

You're so hardworking.

I don't mean to brag, but what I'm trying to say is this.

You are in good and capable hands.

Class, furrow your eyebrows.

Closer! Closer.

You should always sneer to the right!

And slowly point your lips forward!

Wide eyes!

Wider!

Chin up! Higher!

Good! Good.

That will be your default facial expression

even when no one's around! Understood?

Yes, sir!

Good.

Children. Prepare.

"Your mom." Go!

Your mom has no money.

Your mom has even less money.

Your mom's blue.

Your mom's pink.

Your mom eats pigeons for breakfast.

Your mom's a skank. And she eats pigeons.

Very bad, children.

I love it!

Aren't they cute?

Like all other schools,

we have grade levels, a distinguished faculty of teachers,

and most importantly, a purposeful curriculum to be followed.

Three, four, and slap!

Yes, another slap!

And slap!

Hold it.

I said slap. You slap!

You hit, hit the mark!

And slap.

Ms. Mauricia, I don't think I can handle it.

Yes, you can.

I believe in you.

If you complete your studies here,

your life will change for the better.

In fact, after graduation,

there will be a role waiting for you, in Law of the Oppressed.

For me?

You will be my recommendation to replace Mimi.

You know, my seductive but dearly departed daughter?

But why me?

To be honest, this is all experimental.

This is our first time outsourcing talent from the human world.

All the things you're going through

with your job, your family, and your love life…

I can sense your blood boiling within you.

You're a time bomb that could explode any moment.

Your unexpressed rage.

If you channel it the right way,

we'll make you the finest villain my world and your world have ever seen.

I know how unhappy you are.

You owe it to yourself to be happy.

It's about time you put yourself first!

Okay?

If you agree,

please sign here.

I… uh, can I just read it first?

Don't you trust me?

Welcome to your villain era.

Let's go.

What is history?

Yes?

History is the study of past events, particularly in human affairs.

Mm. That is a textbook description of history.

Now, here at the Kontrabida Academy, history is all about what?

Anybody?

Ma'am! Ma'am! Ma'am!

Oh, my God. Mauricia!

My former student.

Let's see if you still remember. Come.

Here at Kontrabida Academy, history is all about digging dirt.

Very good!

Elaborate.

Dig up dirt on the person you want to get revenge on,

like their dating history, family history, even their browser history.

Dig deep. Dig thoroughly.

Search for the all the weaknesses and dirty laundry of your target.

The more scandalous it is, the better.

Take all the information you gather,

and use it as leverage to render them powerless against you.

Bring them to their knees and make them beg for mercy.

And don't stop until they are… Ma'am?

History.

I've got you, Jingo.

Here at the Kontrabida Academy,

art is not a sculpture nor a painting.

The art we refer to is you.

It is all about finding and creating your look as a unique leading villain.

The most intimidating outfit,

the most alienating hairstyle,

and the most expressive eyebrow contour.

It is all about a look

that attracts attention, demands respect,

while instilling fear in whomever you come into contact with.

You're all in for a treat today

because we'll be having a makeover session

for one of you.

Any volunteers?

Gigi. Step forward.

Gigi. Ugh! Oh.

That name sounds like a child's

or a best friend.

It does not sound like a main character.

All the best villains

have names ending in "ah."

Lavini-ah!

Selen-ah!

Claudi-ah.

Ah.

So are we changing my name then?

I have a brilliant ide-ah.

Wow. Gigi, is that you?

The name…

is Gia.

Seriously, what's going on?

Surprise.

And what have you done to your uniform?

That's against company policy.

Speaking of company policy,

you have another surprise coming.

Presenting the owners of SamgyupToSawa

and a couple of law enforcers for backup.

Well, clap your hands.

Ma'am, sir, may I ask what brings you here?

We found out why this SamgyupToSawa branch

is always in the red.

Seems like you've been running an operation of your own. Hm?

I checked the books

and crossmatched them with the order slips for pork belly and kimchi.

All of your entries are overpriced.

Have you been taking advantage of someone else's business?

And now we've seen all the discrepancies.

I didn't just graduate with honors. I also minored in accounting.

Go for the kill, Gia.

Time to drop that bomb!

And here…

Here is the proof of where you've been spending

all the money you've been stealing from this restaurant.

That's why even if you go home early,

you stink to high heaven when you come to work in the morning.

In fact, you smell even worse than kimchi,

because you've been spending all night at the casino.

I think you better clear out your personal belongings right now,

because you're never coming back.

Officers, take away this thief immediately,

and don't let him out of your sight.

- God knows what else he might steal. - Wait, please!

Wait, let go of me!

You traitor! After what I have done for you!

Confrontation mode on highest level!

What you have done for me?

The only thing you've ever done is push me around,

belittle me, and treat me like I was a complete idiot.

So, take a good look at this face.

Because this is the face

of the new manager of this restaurant!

Let go of me!

You're going to pay for this, Gigi!

You'll pay for this!

For the last time…

it's Gia.

- Just cooperate. - Wait! Ma'am, sir, help.

Wait, let go of me!

Clap your hands.

Gia, Gia, Gia, Gia, Gia, Gia, Gia, Gia!

You taught her well, Mauricia.

I love her already.

Let's drink to that!

Of course.

Words have power.

Words can hurt.

Words can scar you for life.

That's why it's important to expand your existing vocabulary.

So that you can deliver the perfect, bitchiest one-liner.

Yes! It's time to master

the art of full-on confrontational dog show insults.

Gia, step forward.

Destroy them just by using words.

Remember the three points to perfect an insult.

Insult one's loneliness. Go!

You must be so lonely!

No love life, no social life. Even your family doesn't like you.

And guess what?

Nobody cares.

Insult one's poorness. Go!

You're so poor,

you want to go to Boracay, but can only afford Dolomite beach.

And when all else fails, insult one's ugliness.

You were gorgeous until I saw your face.

Brava, Gia. Brava! Brava!

Here at the Kontrabida Academy,

math is all about exacting calculated vengeance.

If x is equal to hate raised to the power of y,

and y is equal to deceit

divided by the square root of z,

and z is equal to the level of gullibility,

the result is equal to?

The result is equal to foolproof control of the situation through gaslighting.

Very good.

If A is equal to doubt, and B is equal to suspicion,

what is the product of A times B squared?

The result is perfect opportunity for brainwashing.

Correct.

Now, if x is equal to an old, rich man on the brink of death,

and y is the sum of all his assets,

and z is x's total love and trust for you,

put x, y, and z together. What do you get, Gia?

You get everything.

I am so impressed.

Were these all your credit cards, Mother?

Yes.

Don't you lie to me.

I swear, that's all!

I just use them alternately.

We already know your modus operandi.

Now cut them up.

I said cut them up!

Uh, but if I do that, then what will I use?

If you don't cut them up,

then the three of us will disown you as our mother!

Gia, proceed to Phase 2.

Apply everything you have learned.

Travis, hand me Mother's phone.

Candy, our mother's password, please.

You will record a video to send to Daddy in Bahrain.

And why would I do that?

Oh.

Because if you don't do it,

then we will do it.

And we will reveal everything you've done with the money meant for our family.

You will own up to every single mistake.

And you will promise to sell all of the stupid stuff that you bought.

And finally, and most importantly,

you will transfer, to my account, every remittance that Daddy sends,

month after month after month.

Are you serious?

What, you're giving me orders now?

Maybe you three are forgetting that you are my children!

Don't give in to emotional blackmail!

Mean what you say, Gia!

Your children, whom you have drowned in debt and shame!

If you don't do this,

consider yourself no longer our mother!

Do you understand me?

Are you ready?

Are you ready?

I'm ready. Ready. I'm ready now.

Action.

Hi, honey.

Uh, honey, I have something to tell you.

Not to brag to you all, but, uh… I am the greatest coach

this school has ever had.

Now, Mauricia. Do you know why her slap is so good?

Because I taught it to her.

True. I learned from the best.

- That's right. - Let me demonstrate.

Sure!

This is the Fake-out.

Ow, that hurts! But…

very good!

And this is the Double Dutch.

Okay!

That's Olympic level.

That slap has the power to render the hero comatose.

And my particular favorite.

This next one is the slap that would cause the hero temporary amnesia.

This is one, two, three, punch, slap!

- Uh, Coach, are you all right? - Huh?

Who's that?

Where am I?

In this class, I will teach you which substances

you should splash on the hero's body

for minimum effort

and maximum effect.

Mauricia!

Ma'am? Come here.

Are you sure, ma'am?

Of course. Come on, join me.

I'm curious if you still remember everything I've taught you.

Class, if the drink is red wine…

Target the eyes.

But if it's water…

Straight up the nose.

C-Coffee, tea, or hot choco--

Oh… Oh, God.

Zero in on the outfit for guaranteed stains!

Did you… Did you get that?

Very good.

Now, I'm going to teach you all

the proper technique for smashing a cake into the hero's face.

- Let me assist you. - No, no. That's okay, I got it. It's okay.

- I can help you. - No, no. It's okay.

- I can demonstrate. - No, I said it's okay, Mauricia!

- Let me show you. - No, stay away from me!

- No! Get away from me! Damn it! - But I… But I want to help!

- No. I already told you! - I'm helping!

The pizza here is delicious!

Gigi?

Is that you?

Why?

Do you like what you see?

It's still me, Abet.

But you can call me Gia now.

I am bolder,

and I am smarter, and much more fierce.

Ah! Where are your manners?

Aren't you going to introduce me to Miss…

Marga-reta-rita?

Yeah, um, this is Peachy.

Peachy.

Oh, isn't that "just Peachy"?

Your real name is Patricia Marie Pinagong, correct?

What's it to you?

Do you remember the old Patricia?

Where did you get this?

That's you? In those pictures?

I don't know this person!

A liar is just a thief with smoother hands.

The thief of someone else's boyfriend!

Here is a before and after online ad

for the New Me Aesthetic Center,

located somewhere in Angono.

I don't know. I don't usually go there.

Can I have one?

No wonder you could afford the procedure. You got it for free.

So this is really you? You've been hiding the truth?

Yeah!

- Yes! The Double Dutch Slap! - That's it!

I taught that to her! I taught her that move!

Boy, you've been scammed.

Good luck with your future babies.

There's a good chance they'll look like Neanderthals,

since you're not so handsome either.

But if your mission is to increase the ugly population, then go ahead.

I wish you the best.

Oh!

Is this water still or sparkling?

Still.

Boom! That's perfect aim.

Straight through the nose!

That's for the seven years of my life that you've wasted!

This is only the beginning.

I'll make it my mission to destroy your life,

and I'm not going to stop there.

I will keep on going until you curse the day that you were born!

- Yes! - Woo!

To all my professors, I thank you,

for showing me the darkness of your souls.

and for teaching me the craft and mastery of evil.

And to the person who saw my true potential

and shaped who I have become,

the ultimate leading villain…

Mauricia, I dedicate this to you,

and to all of my classmates who will graduate alongside me today.

Let us go forth and unleash chaos!

And always remember,

there can be no heroes without villains!

Ah! Welcome to the set!

Thank you, Mauricia.

Actors, please be ready. We will begin taping in one minute.

I repeat, we will begin taping in one minute.

Thank you!

I'm so nervous.

Don't be nervous. Instead, be excited!

Hey! Move!

Excuse me. Sorry.

Arnulfo.

Darling.

Arnulfo, darling.

Meet my youngest daughter

fresh from her European vacation.

She is the younger sister of Mimi,

my seductive daughter.

Gia, meet your new papa!

Welcome! To this opulent grand mansion.

Feel at home.

Thank you, Papa.

And this is Arnaldo, the sole grandchild of Doña Auring,

owner of an enormous hacienda over the hills yonder.

Aha, so you're Arnaldo.

Now I understand why my dead sister was dead-set on you.

It's my pleasure to meet you, Gia.

I will now be taking Don Arnulfo to the garden

so he can get some…

…fresh air.

Cover your mouth.

And you must be Mirinisa.

You're the one responsible for the death of Mimi,

my seductive older sister.

What you did was unforgivable!

And this is what you deserve!

Huh?

You need to slap her harder.

But she hasn't done anything to me yet.

Get in the kitchen and separate every single spring roll wrapper!

- Understood? - Yes, ma'am!

And what are you all standing around for? Get to work!

Cut! Moving on.

Gia, you're the one who should've slapped Mirinisa!

Remember, stick to the script.

Yes, sir. Sorry, it's my first day.

Yeah. First day jitters, huh?

Pull my hair.

Here. Pull harder.

I said harder!

Here, let me.

Ah, it hurts! Have mercy on me.

Just like that.

Oh! Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.

Ooh.

Now breathe.

Very good.

Gia! Are you okay?

Do as I do.

Okay, sure.

- Ready? - Ready.

Miss, miss! There's a worm in my food.

Here. Here, take a look.

There is no worm! Eat it!

The only thing I can see is a caterpillar on your face!

Eat that! It's nutritious.

I said eat it!

Okay, okay. I'm eating. Eating!

Miss… Miss!

What is it now?

I'm choking, miss!

Water, please!

- Are you giving me an order? - Huh?

You want water?

Get it yourself!

Uh, okay. Okay, okay.

Are you done?

Then put it back!

Isn't that your job?

Okay, I'll… I'll put it back. I'll put it back.

Anything else I can do for you?

Tip.

Tip? Um…

Add some more!

Here. Give me that.

Guys.

- Kamsahamnida! - Kamsahamnida!

- Can I get my cab fare? - Ha!

Again.

So, how's the food?

Good? Good.

Order rice as well.

- Ms. Gia. - What?

I think that one of our customers must be an actor.

- Which one? - There.

What are you doing here?

How did you get out of the Teleserye World?

You left on the TV.

But don't worry.

None of your family saw me.

Are you following me?

Maybe I am.

Will anyone mind?

No. No one will mind.

Are you ordering?

Do you even eat? Why are you here?

Give me a tour of your world, if that's okay.

Can we have coffee? Or a chat?

Forgive me if my arrival disturbed you.

The truth is… you've caught my attention.

Why is that?

I've never met anyone like you before. You're not from our world.

Life is much better in your world.

There's fresh air, no traffic, and no crime.

Here, it's dirty and pure chaos.

Your world isn't the reason I'm here.

You are.

You like me? Is that allowed?

Why wouldn't it be?

You told me that no one would mind.

You don't like me, is that it?

Who am I to refuse someone like you?

The perfect man.

But we're not a match. I'm a villain, after all.

You? A villain?

You couldn't slap Mirinisa.

You couldn't even give me a lap dance.

I even saw you saying "excuse me" to the extras.

You been keeping tabs on me?

In this world, do you use the word "crush"?

Of course.

You do? Do you?

Can you please tone down your leading man act?

And don't you dare smile at me like that!

You heroes. You're putting on a show,

trying to seduce me, aren't you?

I'm not. I promise.

I'm not acting.

I'm just being my natural charming self.

I swear.

There, the TV's on. Now you can return to your world.

Come with me?

I don't have taping today, so why should I go?

I have something to show you.

Welcome to San Bida University.

Hello.

I feel so out of place here. Everyone's a goody-two-shoes.

The type that couldn't hurt a fly.

You're all so… angelic.

That's because at San Bida, our motto is,

"In a world of darkness, be the light."

Get it?

"Be the" like "bida."

- Bida-- - I got it.

Corny, but I got it.

IT IS BETTER TO BE KIND THAN RIGHT. WRONG PEOPLE

Hope?

This is what you study here?

Modesty?

Patience?

If someone throws a rock at you, what do you throw back?

- Yes? - A much bigger rock?

Oh, no, no, no. Yes?

A grenade?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

When they throw a rock at you,

you throw them a piece of bread!

- Ah. - Oh yeah, okay.

When someone slaps you on the left cheek.

You should kick them?

Oh, no.

- Yes? - You pull their hair?

When someone slaps you on the left cheek,

offer them the right cheek.

- Ah. - Write that down.

If there's a will, there's a…

- Peanut curry? - Cured beef!

Fried chicken!

Oh, I know! Pizza!

- Is it curry? - Ice cream?

You think it's easy to learn all that?

It's not always easy to be patient, modest, or hopeful.

Why did you bring me here?

So you can see the other side.

What for?

I know you're not really bad.

So, you think I'm hero material, not villain material?

In my opinion?

Only you can answer that.

Stop, please.

Driver, stop!

- Oh! - Careful!

- Watch it! - Are you all right?

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

I got something for you.

Ooh!

Relaxing, isn't it?

- My turn. - Here, try.

For you, Gia.

- Thank you. - Gia!

Mauricia?

What are you doing here?

Keep away from Arnaldo!

I have the contract that you signed.

And right here it clearly states,

"A hero and a villain can never fall in love."

Well, we are not in love. We're just acquaintances.

Gia, I was not born yesterday.

I can see from the twinkle in your eyes

and in your body language where this relationship is headed.

Arnaldo, if this reaches The Sponsor,

then you will suffer the same fate as Mimi, my seductive daughter.

Why? What really happened to her?

She was banished to the Island of the Forgotten!

- Hey! - Oh!

You scared me!

Mimi, my seductive daughter,

got involved with an extra,

a peasant with no speaking lines.

When such forbidden love occurs…

…this world loses balance and order is lost.

That's why The Sponsor strictly prohibits it.

As punishment,

they killed off the character of Mimi, my seductive daughter.

Give me a project.

And she was sent to the Island of the Forgotten

to be with the other washed up has-beens.

Please, give me a project!

Give me a project!

As for you, Gia, you will go back to being Gigi,

a pushover, a doormat, a wimp!

You will lose all confidence in yourself,

and people in your world will once again trample all over you.

Arnaldo, if you don't stop this foolish behavior,

I will be the one to report you to The Sponsor.

Darling, are you still mad at me?

Mm. You know I did everything that you asked.

I really am sorry. Will you please forgive me?

Maybe I just wanted to be like those actors on TV

and those influencers on social media.

I'm not mad at you anymore, Mom.

Really?

Really.

I'm so happy.

Here. Do your add-to-cart thing.

Just this once. My treat.

Really?

Oh, I've missed you!

Mm… I've missed you.

One item.

Okay, yeah. One item.

One of each color.

I'm kidding!

Annyeong haseyo! SamgyupToSawa. Annyeong haseyo! SamgyupToSawa.

Hi.

I know that you won't forgive me easily,

no matter how many times I say I'm sorry,

but I don't think that I'm the only person in the world to fall out of love.

Maybe it's that… we'd been together so long

and everything became routine.

And my mistake…

was that I couldn't admit--

You didn't love me anymore.

The same happened to you.

Admit it, Gi.

You didn't have feelings for me anymore,

and I could feel it.

Maybe my mistake was setting my mind on a future together,

like getting married and starting a family.

But for all the wrong reasons.

Not because we loved each other.

Because I wanted a new chapter.

I wanted progress, to move forward for the sake of it.

Gi.

I'm sorry.

What about Peachy? Do you love her?

I hope you'll be happy.

And if our kids look like Neanderthals,

I'll let them get plastic surgery.

- Bye, Jingo! - Bye!

- See you tomorrow. - See you.

Gigi?

I mean, Gia.

- Jingo? - It's me.

You look so fresh.

It's so nice to see you.

If you're not too busy, let's get breakfast together.

My treat.

Come on!

Thank you.

What happened to you?

What is with this positive aura?

Did you win the lottery?

Or have you found the Lord? What?

You know what? Getting fired from SamgyupToSawa.

Best thing that's ever happened to me.

Thanks to you.

Maybe I just really needed a break.

Now I work for a call center.

I am slowly paying off what I owe the owners of Samgyup.

And I went back to college,

so I wouldn't feel insecure around well-educated people like you.

Oh, I also work out.

Calisthenics, yoga, and Pilates.

And the most important thing…

I quit gambling.

Good.

Good for you.

Sorry, Gia.

I'm sorry for treating you so badly.

I know that you didn't deserve to work in such a toxic environment.

I'm sorry too, for becoming a villain in your life.

Oh, nah. Not at all!

I am happy with who I am and the life I have.

You don't need to apologize.

You just did what you thought was right.

You are not a villain.

Ouch! Oh, Gia, please stop! It hurts! It hurts!

Gia, please believe me.

I didn't steal your necklace. Stealing is not in my nature.

You're lying. If you didn't steal the necklace,

why was it on your dresser?

Isn't that where you found it, Mama?

Uh-huh! Right there!

Arnulfo, darling,

are you going to let your daughter get away

with committing such a nefarious crime?

Isn't it about time we banish her from this extravagant mansion?

- Please calm down, Mauricia. - Oh!

Have pity on Mirinisa.

Huh?

Uh…

Hm?

You must fight back, Mirinisa.

Fight back.

Don Arnulfo, it was Mauricia who stole the necklace.

And she put it on the dresser herself.

Gia, what are you talking about?

It's true, isn't it?

Don Arnulfo, Mauricia is manipulating you.

She's not just poisoning your body, she's poisoning your mind.

Wait, wait, wait.

Isn't it Mauricia's role here, to make our lives miserable?

And my life a living hell?

Uh, Gia, aren't you going to push me over?

Then I'll hit my head in the fall and get amnesia,

forget all about Arnaldo,

and then you swoop in to claim him for yourself?

Mirinisa, you are the main character.

And you can change your story,

starting with the main title.

Enough with Law of the Oppressed.

- It can be The World of Mirinisa! - Gia!

It should've been changed ages ago!

Oh, you think so?

Change the title!

Change the entire show!

- That's right. The whole show. - Yeah!

That's enough!

Must I remind you that we all have roles to play?

There's a hero, and there's a villain.

And who gave you the right to deliver dialogue?

Look who's playing the hero now, Mauricia. You're the one trying to save this show.

And you are the biggest mistake of my life!

You're a piece of trash.

Much worse than Mirinisa! You don't belong in this world.

You're right. I don't belong here

because in my world, the real world,

a person can be both a hero and a villain, and that's okay.

Well, in this world it's not!

And if we don't perform our designated parts,

it will be the end!

All of this and all of you will disappear!

- That's not true! - Who said that?

The same things just keep on happening. I am sick of being an NPC!

Why are you speaking?

Keep it down! You shouldn't be speaking!

Why are you all talking to me?

Why am I talking to them?

Because they want a new chapter.

Mauricia! Mauricia!

Oh! Director!

Didn't I tell you, Mauricia?

It won't work if you hire someone from the outside.

Now she's a troublemaker.

It was just an experiment, Director.

So you're the director?

Uh-huh. That's right.

And you, Gia. You're a burden.

Why can't you just follow the script?

Director, maybe you can think of a new storyline for next season.

One where people actually use their brain,

Aren't you sick of this?

Well… Uh…

Go ahead! Keep brainstorming.

I'm taking this to the very top,

to The Sponsor.

And I will make sure that all of you end up on the Island of the Forgotten!

Mauricia! Mauricia, where are you going?

I can see Mauricia! After her!

Mauricia!

Where can I find The Sponsor?

Mauricia? Is that you?

Yes.

Sh. Where's The Sponsor?

Where is The Sponsor?

At the very end, in the corner office.

Thank you.

Mauricia! Mauricia!

Mauricia!

Is this the office of The Sponsor?

OMG, Miss Mauricia!

Yes, this is the office of The Sponsor, but he is in a board meeting right now.

Okay. Where's that?

There, in the conference room.

Mauricia!

Mauricia!

Mauricia!

Mauricia!

Mauricia!

Mauricia!

Mauricia! Quickly.

- Where's Mauricia? - In there, Director.

There, let's go! Hurry!

Are you The Sponsor?

Yes, I am.

Mauricia, what are you doing on this floor?

There's been trouble downstairs.

Please do me a favor.

Have them all banished to the Island of the Forgotten!

Ah, Director. What is going on here?

I'm really very sorry about this, sir.

Quiet! Quiet, please.

Oh!

It's her!

She is the one who caused all this trouble.

She should be charged!

Inciting rebellion, instigating a revolution.

They're all trying to shut down this show!

Uh, Mr. Sponsor, sir, with all due respect,

we just want something to change. Isn't it about time?

Miss, change is dangerous.

What our viewers want is to feel safe and comfortable

with stories that give them hope.

We already have enough hope,

but what good is it, having hope, if nothing ever changes?

What I learned from being a villain, Mr. Sponsor, sir,

is that being a villain is not about being evil.

It's about having the courage to fight.

Not for what is wrong, but for what is right.

And now I'm fighting for what's right.

Don't you think our show is due for a few changes?

- Absolutely. - She's right.

- Chase. - Yes, sir?

Uh, how is Law of the Oppressed rating?

Uh, it's still doing well, sir,

but ratings have plateaued

and not picked up for a very long time, sir.

Okay, okay.

Okay, so...

what type of show would you recommend

to replace Law of the Oppressed?

Uh, me?

- Yes. - I… I…

Well, Gia?

What show would you replace Law of the Oppressed with?

Cat got your tongue?

Wait, wait! Excuse me! Uh, Mr. Sponsor, sir?

We can make a series based on the historical fiction novel

Noli Me Tángere.

But with a Bridgerton spin to it. Yeah?

Noli Me Tángere?

Boring!

What about a culinary docuseries show

about adobo variations across the Philippines?

And for season 2,

we can feature different types of Filipino sausage.

Adobo and Sausages?

Who in the world would want to watch that show?

A mixed genre TV series.

It's like an action… musical!

A whodunit comedy.

It could also be an erotic thriller.

Mixed genre? You just invented that. There's no such thing.

Members of the board.

Help me out here.

What do you think?

Mm.

You, you, you, and you.

Stay.

- Director. - Yeah?

I want you to listen to what they have to say.

- Yes, sir. - The rest of you may leave.

- Okay. - Leave.

- Leave, okay. - Back to the set.

- Okay. Sure. - Wait for me there.

So talk to me.

What are you thinking for this miniseries?

Noli Me Tángere?

- Tell me more, tell me more. - Well, it's a great story.

Uh, it's a powerful social and political critique

of Spanish colonial rule, through the story of a young Filipino man.

And what are you still doing here?

You may go.

What?!

- Can you believe that just happened? - I know.

I wonder what she's going to do now that--

Gia!

So? Are you happy?

If nobody watches these new shows,

it will be all your fault.

Mauricia, how will we know if we don't try?

You are the villain of my life!

Looks like being a hero suits you.

Thank you.

- Ms. Gi? - Hey, Gigi.

Ooh! Welcome back.

- And, Gi… - Hmm?

…thanks for everything.

You didn't forget about us.

Didn't I tell you?

Once our finances recovered, you'd be the first ones I'd call.

- Thank you! Thank you! - Well done.

In fact, our finances are doing so well that, Vicky?

- Yeah? - Oh!

There's something wrong with your name tag.

Here. Hang on.

I think this will suit you much better.

Oh my God.

Congratulations!

Go Vicky!

Thank you. Oh!

And you don't need to worry.

I promise you that I will be the best assistant manager ever!

Thank you! Thank you.

Oh. You deserve it!

You work so hard, right?

- Yeah, best boss ever! - Can you let us clock off early, Vicky?

Hey, watch it. All right, back to work, all of you!

Oh, just messing around!

- She runs a tight ship, hey. - Got ya!

Hey, come in.

- You're just in time. - Oh?

Dinner's ready.

So what do you want to do tonight? Are we going out?

Not tonight. Let's just stay in, and watch something.

So what are we watching?

Mm. There's a new episode of my favorite show.

Oh. All right.

Mm.

SEÑOR'S SECRET TO SUCCESS

THE FOREST

Ah! There!

This?

Welcome to Mauricia's Mansion.

That's right! I am now the queen of this majestic estate,

and the sole owner of a vast, sprawling hacienda.

I'm left to rule alone,

so I must clean this royal mess alone.