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Wow, bro!

I've already told you almost everything about my life,

and we only just met.

It's just that...

It still hurts, bro, I don't know how—

how she could leave me just like that.

In life,

some people simply have bad luck.

While others are just unbelievably unlucky.

And then there's me,

I've got the premium subscription to bad luck.

Nope.

That's not me.

Unlucky, right?

This is a hold-up.

Give me your wallet!

There.

That's me.

Still handsome, right? Even if bad luck will soon beat me up.

Is there a camera around—

Bro, is this a prank?

This has to be a prank.

Give me your wallet.

Uh—

You know what, bro?

If only I weren't drunk, I would—

I said give me your wallet!

Give me that!

Give me that!

Ouch.

Give me your wallet!

Ouch!

You're such bad luck!

Is it my fault your mugging isn't paying off?

If only you'd gotten an honest job.

- You think you're smarter than me, huh? - No, I was just joking.

But would you believe it,

on the day I thought I couldn't get any unluckier...

I met you.

You didn't just bring me a stroke of luck.

You brought a whole lot of it.

As in, lots.

Hey!

Jean!

Really, Jean?

I miss you, Jean!

This is the guy you see a future with, Jean?

Not with me?

I'm not trying to be rude, but...

I'm way better looking than this guy!

He looks old enough to be your dad.

Ugh!

I'm not bitter or anything, Jean.

Actually...

I'm happy for you.

Popsy...

that's getting pretty bad.

You need to talk to him.

He's embarrassing us in front of the customers.

Jean!

Looks like Estong really got that from his mother.

Too emotional.

Well, at least his mother's moved on— in heaven.

Rest in peace, my love.

Oh, speaking of mothers.

Have you talked to your Momsy Janet yet?

Uh...not yet, Popsy.

Maybe later.

It's still 5 PM there in Sydney,

- so Momsy might still be at work. - Oh, right.

Hey, remind her, okay?

Don't forget to help your Kuya Estong find a job in Australia, okay?

Maybe there, he can finally move on.

Jean!

Are you really never coming back to me, Jean?

Jean, please!

Just a sec, please.

Jean!

I really can't accept this.

- Kuya. - Jean!

What have you done, bro?

Kuya.

You can't stay like this forever.

That's why you're here, right?

Unpack your baggage already.

I can't do this anymore. I don't want to live.

Hey, stop it. Knock it off.

Kuya.

I can't breathe.

Well, obviously. Stop choking yourself.

- Hey! - Just let it go!

Jestoni!

Remember, in this family,

we never give up.

As long as there's breath in us,

there's still fight in us.

Exactly.

You know what,

you're right, Popsy Bert.

I need to let this out.

Hey!

Hey!

- Kuya. - Hey! Estong!

Hey.

Jean, I'm gonna forget you!

This will be the last day I'll ever say your name!

Please excuse us.

I can survive on my own!

She can't hear you from here, Kuya.

- I can't survive on my own! - Hey, relax!

I need someone, Pops!

Why don't you just jump?

No, don't!

- This is so hard! - Come on, let's get back inside.

- Miss! - Yeah, pull him back, Popsy.

Life is so hard!

Life is so hard!

Let me stay here.

- You're so heavy, Kuya. - I want to jump.

Excuse us, Miss.

Not now.

Please, not now.

I can't do this now.

Cheers!

That's what I'm talking about.

These are my friends.

I just met these guys today. Wow.

They've really been listening to me... to what I've been through.

- I'm letting you go, Jean! - You've got this.

Hang in there,

Whatever makes you happy.

This guy's like a brother to me.

Thank you, bro.

- Ah, Jean. - Oh, man.

- Someone's still making a scene. - Bro, I'm trying to move on.

Bro, I can't do this anymore. Promise, I really can't.

I'm going to move on, bro.

Jean!

I love you, Jean!

- I miss you so much, Jean! - Oh, man.

Jestoni, head home. Something might happen to you!

Jayden, hurry up. You still have something to deliver.

Bro, is this a prank?

This has to be a prank.

Give me your wallet.

You know what, bro?

If only I weren't drunk, I would—

I said give me your wallet!

Give me that!

Give me that!

Ouch.

Give me your wallet!

It hurts!

It hurts!

You're such bad luck!

Tell me about it!

Is it my fault your mugging isn't paying off?

If only you'd gotten an honest job.

You think you're smarter than me, huh?

It's just a joke.

Hey!

Yup, that's me.

This was supposed to be a calm night for me.

But then I got caught up in this mess.

How did I end up here?

Oh my, I need to go out.

Ysa, I don't want to go out.

We need to go out. So we can finish this and submit it!

My dear, always be careful outside.

Leave it to me. No one will dare hurt us!

Calm down. All of us should relax.

O, to the M, to the G! Let's go already!

Thank you! Come again, okay?

See you tomorrow!

Okay!

Okay.

Um...do you have any cooked rice?

Love, please hold me back.

Don't make me put him in a rice sack.

We don't sell that here.

Try checking eatery down the street.

Oh, all right.

Excuse me! Gorgeous coming through!

- The artist is on the way! - Hey, Ysa! Ysa! Oh, I mean...

Cacai! Cacai!

- So hot here! - Sweetheart, wait, just a second!

Why are you such in a hurry?

Nonong, Nanang, the pressure is so pressuring!

Oh my Gosh, really!

What did she say?

Listen, sweetheart.

I understand.

It's okay to be super girly.

But calm down. Just calm down.

Here, I'm going to give you something.

Here.

Oh, I forgot something.

Here, let's put it back.

Because Nang, I still have that painting deadline for Ms. Amara.

If I fail, if I flop—

Oh no, I can already feel the failure.

I don't like failure!

It's okay, my sweetheart. It's okay.

Oh, one more thing. Don't forget this. Drink this, okay?

This is for your anxiety.

Here, put everything in your bag.

Okay, thank you!

Alright, take care, okay?

- Bye! - Okay.

- Bye, bye! Goodluck! - Bye Nong, bye Nang!

- Cacai, wait! - Hello!

- Hello, good morning! - Hi, Ysa!

That timing of the ice cream guy!

Ice cream!

- Mister, mister! One ice cream please. - I want ice cream!

Yeye wants ice cream.

Wow! Thank you!

- Mmmm! - Alright, take it easy.

My dear, you forgot your fidget toy, the one that helps with your stress.

Thank you!

Hello, hello, Nagkaisang Neighbors!

Adel.

Um, it's just that...

Number One has to finish a painting because she needs to submit it to Ms. Amara today.

But Number Two suddenly came out.

Leave this to me, Ninang B

Hello, Yeye!

Come on, let's do our handshake.

- Ice cream? - I'm good, it's all yours.

You seem pretty busy lately.

How about we go to your favorite playground?

- Playground. - Wanna go?

Let's go?

- You guys want to— - Yeye wants to play.

Come on, let's go?

I can take you guys there, if you want.

No need, Ninong K. We'll just run.

So, wanna make it a race? One, two, three...

- Go! Come on! - Huh?

Are you sure you're okay, Ate?

Hm?

Of course.

I'm okay now.

I don't mind waiting here.

I don't really have much going on today, so...

I can just make sure you're safe.

I'll be okay. I can take care of myself.

But thank you for the concern.

I just need to finish this painting

because I have to submit it to Ms. Amara later.

But really, thank you for looking out for me, Adel.

You promise?

I can manage, I promise.

Just text me, okay?

Sure, I'll text you.

Alright, you take care.

Ma'am,

here is your coffee.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

A painting is made up of different elements.

There are straight lines

and curved ones.

There are different shapes

and colors that complement each other,

and there are other things you can blend in.

All these combined elements...

give it depth,

character,

and beauty.

And when you look at it as a whole,

the differences just fade away...

because all you see is the complete picture.

Just like people.

We all have different memories...

emotions,

experiences,

and decisions.

They all shape who we are.

We're all like blank canvasses from the start.

But as time goes by...

our picture begins to take shape.

And even if there are parts of ourselves we don't understand...

the parts that feel like they don't belong...

the parts that don't make sense—

The truth is,

all of us are works in progress.

- And soon... you'll finally see the whole picture. - Jean, I'm now going to forget you!

Let me stay here!

- I want to jump! - You're so heavy.

Excuse us, miss.

Not now.

Please, not now.

All done. You'd never notice it now.

Like it's just part of the painting now.

Hello, Ysabelle?

Hello, Ms. Amara.

I've finished the painting. I'll bring it to you now.

I'm really sorry, I thought I'd miss the deadline.

Oh no, don't worry about it.

I'm sorry?

Actually, I had a family emergency.

The schedule got moved.

If it's okay with you, you can send it to me after two days.

Oh.

I see.

So, you don't need the painting right now?

Yes. No rush. You can still perfect it.

Oh, alright.

Thank you so much.

Okay, just update me.

Bye-bye!

Bye.

Give it to me!

You're such a bad luck!

Is it my fault your mugging isn't paying off?

- You think you're smarter than me, huh? - You will not bring her with you.

Hey!

Why are you butting in?

I'm going to forget you, Jean!

You're such a meddler!

What?!

No more! I'm done!

That jerk.

Oh, wait, miss...

- What? - Miss...

Thank you...

Oh my God, I'm so sorry!

You're not my type, bro.

Ow, that hurts!

Bro, what's this? Check it out.

Let me see.

- Maybe there's something important in it. - Whoa, bro. It's a painting.

- Nice! We could sell that, dude. - Hey, that's not yours!

- Let's make some money. Hurry! - Don't.

Come on.

Oh no. My son!

Ow!

- Aww, poor you. - Take it easy.

The survivor's finally awake.

Bro, what happened?

Pops, what happened?

How did I get home?

Oh my. I'm sorry.

Come on, Pops.

We should be the ones asking you that.

My barangay security officer buddies called me.

They said they saw you sprawled out in some alley.

They said it looked like a crime scene.

Pops, I got mugged.

I thought I was going to die.

Luckily, a woman came by and saved me.

Like an angel?

I don't know bro, she also punched me.

Oh.

Wait a minute. I'm confused.

She saved you, then she punched you?

Because I threw up on her, Pops.

You threw up?

That explains it, Kuya.

It was also your fault.

I didn't mean to do it, bro.

After that,

she just disappeared.

I wonder where that strange woman is from.

Alright, bro.

Try to find her first thing in the morning.

So you can get beaten up even more.

Oh, stop. Can't you see he's in a lot of pain?

Ow!

- Such a shame I didn't get to see it. - Alright, take it easy.

Where did I put it?

Where is it?

I hope someone wrote an entry, I hope someone wrote an entry.

Where is my painting?

What if I lost it? I can't lose it. I have to find it, or I'm in trouble.

I'm supposed to give it to Ms. Amara.

I hope they can remember it.

I hope...

Ysa?

Are you okay?

Dear.

Looks like you got home late.

Uh...

I was finishing the painting that Ms. Amara commissioned.

Painting.

Wow! You finished your painting?

You didn't even bother to text us?

Huh?

Oh.

I had to frame it first.

Wait, I thought the painting was due yesterday?

It got moved.

Uh...

That's why I need to pick it up tomorrow.

I'll come with you!

I want to see the finished product right away.

Huh?

Oh, no, there's no need! Well, um...

Why don't you all go together with Nonong,

so... the more the merrier. Isn't that right?

You know, sweetheart, we're so proud of you.

I'm sure Ate Ysa's other selves are happy too.

Exactly.

Most of her other selves share her passion.

But I hope you can also teach your minority selves about painting,

so you can all be one.

The more complete, the happier you'll be.

Ysa, sweetheart, thank you for everything you've done, most especially for Belle.

Ysa, are you okay?

Dear?

Could you get her some water?

Come on, take a seat.

Get the brush.

Dear?

Are you okay?

Here, drink some water.

Come on, have a drink.

Here.

Here, Ysa.

- Hold it. - Here, Ysa.

Just focus on the brush.

Breathe. Take a deep breath.

Breathe, Ysa.

Go on.

You're okay.

Um...

I'll get going now, Auntie.

Uh...I'm okay. I just got a little too excited.

Wait.

Ysa.

I'm fine, really. I just got too excited.

- Are you sure? - I need to go now.

- You don't need me to come with you? - Yes, yes.

No, I'll be okay. Bye!

Dear, you take care okay?

Where did my painting go?

I knew you would be coming back here.

Uh, miss.

Miss, I just want to say thank you for saving me from that mugger.

But your punch was too much.

I almost ended up in the hospital to join my mom in heaven.

Bogart.

That was not me.

Miss...

I was only drunk.

But I'm not blind, and I'm not that old to be senile.

That really wasn't me, Kuya.

How can that be?

Why? Do you have a twin?

There, see?

Gosh, my painting. Where is my painting?

Oh, the painting?

You took my painting?

Not me.

I was the one who got mugged.

The mugger took my painting?

Uh...

Someone else took it.

But...what if they're accomplices?

Well, I didn't see their faces because...

The alcohol packed a punch, and so did you.

If you're not going to help me,

then stop bothering me.

I have to find my painting.

Oh, ma'am...

We can't just simply hand out CCTV footage.

You'll need a police report before we can process your request.

That's our standard procedure.

Jennelyn. What is Ysa doing here?

Come on, take a photo, quick!

Then let's send it to our group chat.

Okay, let's go. We'll be late for bingo.

Alright, sir. I'll just come back.

Thank you.

What?

Why are you following me?

I'm not following you, okay?

I'm just accompanying you.

Yeah, totally not obvious.

But why though?

Alright, fine. I'll stop.

Well...

I just want the mugger and his accomplices to be caught.

So they won’t be able to victimize anyone else.

Come on.

Let's find them.

Why would I go with you? I don't even know you.

Estong.

My name's Estong.

So, now you know me.

All goods?

Let's go.

No.

I don't know you.

I don't trust people that easily, and what if...

you're also one of their accomplices.

Maybe this is just a scheme,

and I'm actually your next victim.

Wow, you're so quick to accuse me without even a second thought.

Just wow.

I'm just making sure.

So please, stop bothering me.

I'm running out of time.

That wasn't me!

I told you, I'm not a pusher, just a user!

Spare me your alibis!

Miss?

Miss, are you okay?

Miss?

Miss?

Miss, are you okay?

Miss?

Tristan.

Tristan?

My name is Tristan.

Tristan?

Why so quiet all of a sudden?

Just a while ago, you were in such a hurry to look for your painting.

Hug me.

Hug?

Alright.

If you say so.

No homo.

Look, miss.

I'll prove to you

that I'm not working with the thieves

who stole your painting.

That painting is gone.

There's no getting it back anymore.

You're so negative.

It's true.

Maybe that's just how the universe intended it.

That I won't find the painting ever again.

Maybe...

we are not meant to be known for our art.

Uh— "we"...

What do you mean "us"?

Me...

Them...

Us.

Well...

I kind of get what you mean.

Do you ever get that feeling like...

the universe is against you?

That feeling you get when

your girlfriend leaves you,

you get scammed with a bogus overseas job,

you get mugged,

then you get punched in the face for throwing up on someone.

Wow, your life really sucks.

You sure can throw a punch.

But...

Just like what Popsy Bert told me,

As long as there's breath in us, there's still fight in us.

So just think positive, okay?

Life goes on...

and on...

and on.

Okay?

So?

Let's go?

Let's find your painting.

I don't want to.

I just want to be by myself.

Just leave me alone.

- You're so confusing. - Balloon.

Just a while ago, you were so eager to find your painting, but now...

you're giving up just like that?

Not me. I'm not giving up. I'll find that mugger and prove I'm innocent.

Where could he be?

Balloons for sale!

Hey, look! Balloons!

Look, there's a balloon over there!

Maybe the mugger's just around here.

- Can I buy a balloon, - I'd like the heart-shaped one.

You're really going to buy one, huh?

Which one would you like?

- I'll take this one - You have to pay first!

Thankyou.

Balloon!

- Just one, mister. - Okay.

Balloon! Yeye wants the big one!

- One big balloon, please! - Here's a big one, ma'am.

Thank you!

- Balloon! - Hey! You didn't pay for that!

What?

You need to pay for that balloon.

- Oh, Yeye. - That's not free, okay?

Yeye has no money.

Okay, but you need to return that. Nothing's free anymore.

- Balloon! - You don't even have money!

- I want my balloon! - You can't pay for it, okay?

- That's my balloon! - Take it, Mister.

That's enough, okay? You don't have any money.

And you had to ruin it.

I want my balloon. Yeye wants her balloon back!

- I said, I want balloon! - Ouch!

- I told you, I want my balloon! - Stop it.

You're pushing it!

Balloon!

How much is that?

- One hundred fifty pesos. - Why so expensive?

That's just how they're priced.

Fine.

Give me the new one, okay?

Balloon!

- I want my balloon! - Here, I already got it, okay?

You owe me for that, okay?

Balloon!

Thank you!

Balloon.

Balloon!

Hey, don't forget your stuff!

Wow, so you really didn't include me.

Girls, what's Ysa doing at the barangay hall?

At the barangay hall? Really?

Yeah, we'll talk about it later.

Why would she need to go to the town hall?

What was that about?

Why can't she tell us?

I know, right? I'm also worried about it.

You know what...

I just hope that she and her other personalities

can learn to trust us.

I hope they all realize that

we're on their side, no matter what.

Don't think that we've fallen short.

We're doing everything we can.

But admit it.

Is Ysabelle really the reason,

Or...

because...

You were just that into me back in college?

Oh gosh, really, are you serious?

You're the one who asked me out several times, and I turned you down.

You were just playing hard to get!

But you ended up with me anyway.

Awww!

Alright, go home now. Come back tomorrow!

Hey, nosy people, get out of here!

- Oh, they're so nosy. - Don't they have anything better to do?

The truth is,

I really saw how much you loved Ysabelle.

That's when I realized

we could really build a family together.

You're right. That's what we promised our best friends, right?

That we would give their daughter a good and normal life,

And that we'll love her like our own. Right?

But...

Why hasn't she gotten better?

Of course, we can't control everything.

There's still so much she's dealing with emotionally.

Ysabelle is still a work in progress.

Just like her other personalities.

Just as long as we're always there for her.

Right.

Not like that jerk.

Don't ever mention his name.

I know.

Ninong! Ninang!

- Yes? - What is it, Adel?

Who is this guy now?

Look at the way he looks at Ate Ysa.

He looks like a creep, right?

A creep?

A creep?

This guy? A creep?!

This guy looks familiar!

Hey, that's just you!

- That's just me? - Yes!

- No, it's not that. - You know I only have eyes for you, right?

Can you stop?

Here, look at this.

Whoa, hey. Wait, hold on.

Hey!

Hey, wait.

Why, what do you want?

Hey, don't forget about what you owe.

The one fifty pesos I paid for your balloon, Tristan.

I told you, my name is Yeye.

Yeye?

You know, I've been so confused this whole time.

Earlier, you wanted to find your painting, so you went to the town hall.

And now, your mood suddenly changed. I don't understand you anymore.

Are you on something?

Lollipop.

Want some?

Wait a minute. Just hold on.

Here we go again!

It's my fault, right? I'm always the one to blame?!

You're always blaming me for everything! That's just how you are, right?!

Oh my God, what is this?

Where am I this time?

Ugh! What is this?

Where am I?

- What happened? - There goes my one fifty pesos.

What happened to you?

Adel! Adel! Oh my gosh!

That lollipop is hitting real hard!

Hey, you're ditching me, aren't you?

OMG! There are new arrivals! I'm so excited!

Ate Ysa!

Love these! They're so beautiful!

Girl, I've been looking everywhere for you.

I've been here calling out to you, but you didn't even notice me.

- So nice! - Where have you been?

Auntie and Uncle have been waiting for you for a while now.

Oh.

Wait, I'll tell them that you're here now.

I actually can't remember...

But you already know what happens when the others take over.

I don't know what to do anymore.

You're ditching me, aren't you?

Wait, I know you.

Huh?

I've never seen you before.

I can't be mistaken.

You're the one in the picture with Ate Ysa from the town hall.

Hey, are you stalking her?

What do you mean 'stalker'?

I'm not a stalker, okay?

We know each other, okay?

- You know him? - Huh?

I don't know you.

I've never seen you before.

She doesn't know you.

What do you mean you don't know me? We've been together this whole time.

Isn't your name Tristan?

Ah, no, no. Uh..

Yeye!

Excuse me?

No! My beautiful name is...

Cacai!

Cacai?

You must be a scammer.

Is that why you keep changing your name?

- Mister, just go, you can leave now. - You're a scammer, huh?

No, I need to clear something up with her first because—

You can do it next time.

It's also about her stolen painting.

O to the M to the G!

The painting is missing?!

Mister, just go, please!

But didn't we look for—

Mister, just go, now!

- Just leave us be! - Oh my!

- Just leave us, please! - She still owes me a hundred fifty pesos.

Buddy, do we have a problem?

Yes, he's causing trouble!

- Just go! We don't need you here. - Oh, I don't have a problem, sir.

- Just go! We don't need you here. - She still owes me money.

- Just leave her to us! - He's causing trouble?

- Just go, now! - No, there's no problem here.

Just go, now!

It seems like you're causing problems here.

Leave! Can't you just come back some other time?

Go! Just leave her to us and let her be.

Hey!

What are you doing to Adel?!

Huh?

Hey, I know you! You look familiar!

You stole the painting, didn't you?!

Oh no, it's Kuya Bogart.

Bogart?

What are you doing here? What are you doing to Adel? Why are you harassing her?

Hey, I'm not harassing anyone.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Who's harassing my daughter?

This one right here, he's the creep!

This guy's such a creep! He's causing trouble here!

I'm not. I didn't do anything!

He's causing trouble here! Jerk!

Wait, isn't he the guy we saw in our group chat? So he's a creep after all!

Hey, you! Leave now!

You're mistaken, I didn't do anything to her—

Stay away from her! What's your problem?

You're not leaving?

So you're not leaving, huh?!

I told you to leave!

Where's Bogart?

Where's Bogart?

That's enough!

Stop it, please!

Stop it!

He's my friend!

My best friend!

- Best friend! - Ysa!

Ysa!

Estong!

Get out of the way!

Yeye?

It's just me now. Ysa.

A different name?

Um...

I have...

Dissociative Identity Disorder.

I have different personalities.

It's confirmed.

She's no ordinary woman.

The ones you've met

are four of my six dominant personalities.

What?

Six?

I'd also like to apologize.

We are one family here,

- okay? - Right.

Why do you think our street was named...

Nagkaisang Bayan Street.

What are you doing here?

This is our café.

I'm on duty right now.

Wait.

Could you be the one who took the painting?

Maybe you made up those other accomplices just to throw us off!

Are you looking for me?

Keep dreaming.

You know, it feels like

they're all returning to how they used to be.

She's getting triggered so easily again.

You know, it's really that man's fault.

We're not supposed to mention that man's name, okay?

Does he have a crush on Ate Ysa?

No! That can't happen!

I don't think I can handle another complicated woman, bro.

I just got out of one, remember?

Dear, isn't that the mugger?

Hey, you!

Come here!

You!

Hey!