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Anyone there?

Auntie Kate?

Hello?

Anyone home?

Stand up.

Suits you.

Do you have shoes for school?

Just these.

Take your shoes off
before stepping into the room.

Sorry.

(girls chatting)

So who’s L?

L?

Do we know a cute L?

We do.

We don’t.

Leo, Junjun’s brother.

Who’s Leo?

But he isn’t cute, just tall.

Harsh! Hey, we dated
when we were freshmen.

- But you’ve never really dated a cute guy.
- Okay, okay.

Let’s just mark L with an asterisk.

Leo.

Next is…

M.

Of course, that’s Miguel.

Look at that.

Watch it!

Who was that?

Don’t know.

New student?

This late in the school year?

You probably just don’t know her.

No, I’m sure she’s new.

Look at her shoes, so ugly.

Where did she come from?
Why does she look like that?

Sister, have you heard from
any of the scholarships I applied for?

No I haven’t, Emma but

I expect to hear from them very soon.

Are you worried?

Yes, Sister. A little.

Do you pray every night?

Of course, Sister.

Well, I pray for you too
so you have nothing to worry about.

Here is the student we’ve chosen
for Student of the Week.

Isabelle Santos?

Yes, she’s a new student from Manila.

We accept mid-semester transferees, Sister?

Yes, she’s a special case.

- She’s—
- Hi Emma.

Hi Sister, we’re ready to start.

Excuse me, Sister.

Duty calls.

Yes of course, Emma.

Good morning, Sister.

Good morning, Kate.

Sister, I just wanted to thank you
for the favor that you did for me.

Of course, you’re welcome.

It’s a very small price to pay

for the many years of service
you’ve been giving to this school.

You’re so devoted.

It has been my pleasure, Sister.

The volleyball season
is starting this week

and we would like
to encourage everyone

to attend the games
at the city gymnasium.

Attendance will merit extra credits
in Physical Education classes.

For this week’s Student of the Week,

I would like to call on a pupil
who is new to our community.

Everyone, let’s give a warm

St. Gerard’s welcome

to Isabelle C. Santos.

Isabelle Santos.

That’s you, right?

Welcome!

Welcome!

Isabelle, it says here that
you’re from Manila

and that your hobbies include reading

and singing!

Maybe you can sing for us.

No, thank you.

Come on, Isabelle.
Don’t be shy.

We’re one big happy family here.

Right girls?

Or if you want,
I can sing with you.

I don’t sing.

Well, that concludes our assembly
for the day.

Thank you, everyone.

Saint Paul says that both
male and female homosexual acts

are God’s punishment
for the worship of unnatural lust.

Homosexuality is not a sin.

Being a homosexual is not a sin.

But acting on your urges is.

It is a sexual act outside of marriage

which we will discuss later on.

God created every human being
precisely in his image and likeness.

So now if I’m gay, then God is gay.

Class, please

turn your books to page 105.

Who can read the passage?

What I don’t understand

is why she has to flaunt
that she’s different.

She can keep that to herself.

Grow her hair long.

But she’s so cool.

What? Are you down?

Down for what?

That!

Emma.

You should ask Sister Mary about her.

Why would I do that?

She embarrassed me
in front of the whole school.

She’s dead to me.

What? She’s dead to me?

- What’s that?
- Sounds nice, I’ll use it.

Should be like this.

She’s dead to me.

Followed by a slap.

Like this?

You’re dead to me.

Bitch, that was painful!

Sorry.

- Still hurts.
- Sorry.

Sorry.

You hurt me so let me
copy your homework.

Done with your homework?

Copy from her.

You’re really useless.

Dead to me!

Gosh, what else is the new kid
going to do?

My girlfriend’s so cute!

Babe, you stink.

Go home, take a shower.

Wow,

you used to love sniffing my armpits.

Smell it now.

Babe.

Heard there’s a new student
in your school.

Yes.

From Manila.

In the middle of the school year?

Maybe her parents have connections.

Have you talked to her?

For a bit.

She looks tough.

She argued with our teacher
on her first day.

Was probably kicked out from her school
that’s why she’s here.

Wow, she couldn’t just have transferred?

Babe,

will anyone move from Manila
to this place willingly?

Babe,

your mom won’t be home
for a while, right?

She’s on her way.

- No, she won’t be home for a while.
- Babe, she’ll be here soon.

I still need to study.

Let’s study together.

Babe.

Babe.

Come on, sniff my smelly armpits.

You’re so disgusting!

Dress up.

Mom’s almost home.

Hold on, babe.

Come on, I can do another round.

Babe, I need to study.

Study me first.

Babe, please dress up.

- Come on, study me instead.
- Babe, get dressed.

Isabelle, we need to talk.

I allowed you to stay here with me

as a favor to your mom.

You embarrassed me in class today.

I felt like you singled me out.

It was part of the lesson plan.

But Aunt—

Miss Castro.

You know what happened to me.

Then on my first day,
that’s your lecture!

If I wanted to be reprimanded

then I should have
stayed with Mom.

Just so you know,

I didn’t want this either.

So let’s not make it
hard for each other.

Go ahead with dinner.

Ma,

we really need to pay the bills.

Fine, I’ll work twice as hard.

Did you use the lip gloss
I gave you?

The girls are asking about it.

Tell them I’m selling it.

Hey, does this look good on me?

Where did I leave it?

It disappeared.

Whatever.

There.

Watch it.

Your feet were in the way.

Didn’t know it was peaceful here.

Library.

Why are you eating here?

New student.

New school.

Get it?

Sorry,

I bored you with my drama.
- It’s not you.

I’ve just been sleepier
than usual.

Hey,

What are you doing?

You can’t do that!

The teachers might think it’s me.

Do all your friends in Manila
smoke when you hang out?

Just me.

Nice talking.

Really?

Why are you wearing this?
You don’t need it.

I’m just trying

to fit in.

So

no one notices me.

So I disappear.

Billie.

That’s not gonna happen.

[students chatting]

Good morning, Miss Castro.

Good morning, class.

Okay, class.

For your final project,

these eggs are the souls
of all the unborn babies

that have been given up
by their parents.

I hope I have a girl
so we could be twins.

Is there such a thing as
a female junior?

Twinkle Jr.

I hope you're not my partner.

I hope she’s not my partner

because I don’t want to be infected.

Why not?

If she’s your partner,
your kid will have a father.

Please find your names,

partners, and assigned genders
of your child on the board.

Gosh, why did you have
to be my partner?

Who is Emma’s partner?

Emma!

You hit the jackpot, Emma.

Why am I always paired with you?

Miss Castro,

can I request for a new partner?

Why, Emma?

I think I can work better
with someone else.

The names were chosen at random.
That’s God’s will.

I understand, Miss.

But I have to maintain my grades.
I have a scholarship.

Why do you think you’ll fail this project?

Miss—

Look at her.

Miss Cagandahan,

stick to your assigned partner
or you will fail this project completely.

You smell good.

Huh?

Huh?

The egg stays with me.

Just come over tonight.

Bring art supplies.

So how’s your partner, Emma?

Billie, nice of you to drop by.

Come in.

So the first thing we need to do

is to choose his name.

A name for a boy.

For a boy?

Yeah.

Our child is male.

I have an idea.

Chubi.

Chubby as in

fat?

Chubi del Rosario.

The actor.

Him.

He’s really handsome.
I’ve had a crush on him for a while.

Don’t you have a crush?

Nope.

What’s your type?

Tanned boys?

Cute smile?

Tall?

Good at basketball?

The baby.

What do we do with the baby?

We need to give it a face.

You’re good at drawing, right?

You’re so aloof.

Smile for me?

You know,

you’re pretty.

Your hair,
is that a trend in Manila?

I want him to have your eyes.

Fine, your hair too.

He should have my nose
because mine is nicer.

I don’t know where I got it

since I never met my father.

How about you?

Who do you look like?

They say I look like my aunt.

Aren’t you from Manila?

Yeah.

Have you been to the big mall?

The really big one.

Yeah, I got lost inside.

Then?

I was with my mom

and then

she left me there.

You’re being dramatic.
I don’t think she actually left you.

It was the only time
I got scared in my life.

I just kept running

until someone found me.

You don’t look chicken.

Are you going back to Manila?

For university.

What will you study?

Music.

Music?

For rich kids.

It’s not.

It is!

Those who take up Music,

English,

Fine Arts

they don’t have to worry
about their next meal.

It’s not like that.

Well, where will you get dinner?

At home.

You’re sure you’ll have food
at the table?

Yeah.

Well I—

I wanna take up a pre-law course.

I’ve already applied
for so many scholarships.

I hope our baby gets your brains.

I hope he inherits your voice.

You’ve never even heard me.

Such a killjoy.

You’re studying music.

I don’t sing.

Whatever.

Stick to singing!

Chubi!

Just settle the payment later.
Thanks!

Alright.

Ma,

meet Billie.

She’s a new student in school.

Good evening.

We’re just working on a project.

Wow, such a cool haircut.

Thank you.

Where are you from?

From Manila.

- Hey, I have makeup that will suit you.
- Oh, Ma!

- Eyeshadow.
- I think Billie needs to go.

Why is she leaving?

Bye.

I’ll go ahead.

- All right then.
- Good night.

Too bad, I could’ve sold to her.

R.

I know, her ugly ex.

Who?

Honey, here’s the homework
you had me do.

Honey?

Are we friends?

Sorry.

Next…

S.

S?

Sir Patrick.

Are you crazy?

You have a crush on Sir Patrick?

- His name’s Patrick.
- But he’s so cute.

- It doesn’t fall under S.
- Just write it down.

- Sir is not his name.
- Write Sir Patrick.

Emma,

is it true that

she’s the niece of Miss Castro?

Who told you that?

My mother.

Mrs. Reyes said,

that Mrs. Santos told her,

that Sister Mary said,

that this is a favor for Miss Castro.

So,

is Miss Castro gay too?

No, she’s a Religion teacher.

But she’s not yet married.

Oh no, I have to fix my blouse
when I’m in class,

she might peek.

Why? Are you her type?

Being gay’s in their blood.

Better be cautious.

Crazy

You’re generalizing.

All families have their black sheep.

How about Emma’s family?

My mom’s the black sheep.

Chastity.

the chastity of the single person

is seen in both

the virginity chosen
for the sake of the Kingdom,

and single-blessedness.

Can someone tell me

what are the different
states of life expressing love?

Yes, Twinkle.

Marriage, celibacy,

and single-blessedness
chosen by lay faithful.

That is right.

Sexual acts outside of marriage are sins

because it is not blessed by God.

God should always be the center
of all sexual acts.

How’s your new best friend?

She’s okay.

She smells nice.

There's a stain.

Miss Castro.

May I go to the clinic?

There were so many girls
at the clinic!

I guess it’s true

that girls who are always together

get their periods at the same time.

That’s not true.

It’s true.

Everyone has their period now

except for you.

So what?

Maybe you’re pregnant.

Whatever.

I’m still a virgin, okay.

With boys.

I won’t get pregnant.

Don’t wanna be kicked out of school.

Why?

Pregnancy gets you kicked out?

Of course.

Remember Cleo’s sister?

We don’t see her around anymore.

She might—

might be doing homeschool.

I’m positive,

she’s pregnant.

She’s pregnant.

Emma, I just noticed

- you’ve been eating the same thing lately.
- Right.

I’m on a diet.

Yeah, you need it.

I think you’re getting chubbier.

Your cheeks.

You want some? Open your mouth.

- Yeah.
- I’m going to the library.

Emma,

when did you ever go to the library?

Maybe we have a quiz.
Would you know?

Shit.

I’m stressed with biology class, babe.

I was assigned to
Darlene and Anna’s group

and they’re not helping me out.

- Okay, babe. You’ll taste my hotdog later.
- Not even helping me prepare visual aids.

But, what’s gonna happen?

They’ll get high grades like me?

Don’t worry, when we get home…

- Emma, is your mom home?
- Shit.

- Babe.
- Bummer!

I’ll leave the baby with you.

I just need to talk to someone.

Babe, let’s go. I need to be home.

All right, babe.

Next week, I want you to cheer for me
during the basketball game.

I want you to scream,
“go baby!”

Your baby’s gonna be
the cutest boy on the court.

The baby?

What baby?

The egg.

Weren’t you carrying it?

Miguel, why are you so useless?

Why are you getting so mad
over an egg?

I’ll buy you a dozen.

Hey!

You shouldn’t leave
the baby by himself.

I didn’t leave him.
It’s Miguel’s fault.

I even saw the baby crying.

Baby, I’m sorry.

Mama’s here, don’t cry.

What are you reading?

A love letter.

Love letter? That’s a book.

Books are love letters.

Wow, you’re really dramatic.

Why are you reading that?

Is it for school?

No reason.

It’s just that when I read it,

I feel like—

I’m not alone.

That

someone faraway

also feels the way I feel,

and ended up okay.

Can I see?

- Come on, let me read.
- No.

Please.

Thank you.

Is she the one?

What about her?

The reason why you’re here.

My father got so angry
when he found out,

so he sent me here.

How does it feel?

How does what feel?

This.

You don’t know?

Some things you just
have to go through.

Love is one of them?

We go through it like everything else.

I want to tell you something.

I’m really scared of you.

Scared of me?

Why?

Because

when you discover what I really am,
you might not like me.

All I have is myself.

Billie,

you’re probably the coolest person I know.

That I’ll ever know.

Hi!

Hi your face!

You’re so cute.

You’re way cuter.

Emma, in the future
when you’re working at city hall,

you should wear my makeup.

Try it.

Ma, I told you I want to be a lawyer.

Fine, you’ll be a lawyer.

But you should sit here
and try this on anyway.

Are you getting chubbier?

Stop eating junk.

People might think my products
make them look fat.

Ma, I’m not getting fat.

Emma, I see your face everyday.

That’s why I know you’re getting fat.

Ma—

I’m pregnant.

Pregnant?

You really idolize me.

Maybe you’re constipated
or you just have intestinal worms.

Ma!

I’m not yet ready to be a granny!

Do I look like a granny already?

Ma, I need my mother right now,
not a best friend.

We have to make sure
that you’re actually pregnant.

That it’s not just constipation
or intestinal worms.

You’re pregnant?

How?

Weren’t you there?

But we only did it a few times.

Miguel!

Babe, it’s okay.

Just means we’re gonna be
together forever, right?

Oh no!

Babe, it’s fine.

I’m gonna look for a job,
find a house for us.

Don’t worry, babe.

I’ll take care of it.

Miguel,

you better tell your mom
before anything else.

Hurry.

Tell them first.

Tell them first!

Babe, I’ll be back.

Ma, what do I do?

What will happen to my future?
I don’t wanna be stuck in this town.

Relax,

we’ll figure it out.

I just have to put my lipstick on.

Ma, maybe I should just go alone.

Fine.

Amy, the lipstick you gave me
was really nice.

Well, there’s a new color—hot pink.
I’ll deliver later.

- Okay thanks.
- You might want orange, too.

I’ll bring that as well.

Thank you!

Maureen is such a talented singer!

Do you have a boyfriend?

How about girlfriend?

I have a girlfriend.

So this one’s a bro.

What a waste of beauty.

Thanks, Maureen.

Our next contestant is PJ.

That’s okay.

We can still do something about that.

Don’t worry about it.

It’s gonna be all right.

Let’s go. You wanna eat?

I’m really hungry.

Emma, want some spaghetti?

Don’t start eating mangoes yet.

How did you get inside?

Your aunt let me in.

I got nervous since it’s the first time
I saw her outside school.

I didn’t know what to say to her.

What are you doing here?

Sing for me.

I can’t.

- I already told you I don’t sing.
- You also told me you wanted to be a rockstar.

So I need to hear your voice.

I said I don’t sing.
You’re being annoying.

Come on, please.

Please.

I’m sad.

Please.

Why are you sad?

What if someone told you

that you can’t be a rockstar anymore?

That you can no longer sing.

I’ll say—

Yes!

Yes!

Yes!

What’s your favorite song?

Favorite song?

None.

What?

No favorite song?

My god, Emma.

Whatever’s playing on the radio is fine.

I don’t get that.

How about you, Billie,
what’s your favorite song?

You.

You’re my favorite song.

Why are you lying down there?

Because

this song sounds better
when you’re lying down.

Get down here.

Billie, sometimes you’re so weird.

Come on, just do it.

I have a knock-knock joke.

What?

- Knock, knock.
- Who’s there?

Preggy.

Preggy who?

Emma! Emma is pregnant.

What’s she gonna do?

She might get expelled
if Sister Mary finds out.

- Emma’s her favorite.
- But…

Hi Emma!

How’s your egg?

Look at our egg.

We’ve been spoiling our baby.

- Their baby’s cute too.
- Emma.

Take it.

Come on.

It was a project for home economics,
but you can have it.

You need it more.

I hope your baby’s a girl
so she can use that.

Take care.

Who is she?

Let’s go to the restroom.

Emma, wait.

Emma, wait up.

I’m pregnant.

Huh?

I think for two months now.

I’ve been wanting to do that.

I don’t know what I’ll do.

Why did you and Miguel—

I know.

Why did I allow this to happen?

What are you staring at?

Good morning.

Have you heard about our star student?

Is that true?

You know how kids love to gossip.

I’m not surprised,
knowing her mother.

What would Sister Mary do
if she finds out?

I know.

Are you feeling all right, Emma?

Yes, Sister.

You look sick, dear.

Must be something I ate.

Well, you must have that checked
at the clinic right after this.

We wouldn’t want you to incur absences
this year since you’ve had perfect attendance.

Excuse me, Sister.

Congratulations to our volleyball team that
almost won their game last Sunday.

It is important that we support the team
that brings our school so much…

pride.

Now it’s time for Student of the Week.

This week

I would like to call on

myself.

I’m pregnant.

I told you.

I know that’s not something
to be proud of.

Emma, what are you doing?

But I need your help
to save this baby.

To save this baby
from the evils of this school.

Because they’re threatening…

- They’re threatening to expel me.
- That’s enough.

- I need your help.
- Stop it!

Emma, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

Justice for Emma!

Save the baby!

Justice for Emma!

Save the baby!

Justice for Emma, save the baby!

Emma, you are one of
our best students.

Thank you, Sister.

And I’ve grown to be fond of you
over the last few years.

The feeling is mutual, Sister.

In fact,

we received a letter from one of
the colleges you applied to in Manila.

And they’ve offered you
a partial scholarship.

Really, Sister?

Which school?

Because I applied to so many.

But there’s a problem

with your situation.

After the very public confession

that you displayed a while ago.

I’m afraid we have no choice
but to expel you.

And getting expelled means
losing the scholarship.

So you mean, Sister?

That you want me to—

lie

about the pregnancy?

Instead of being truly open-hearted
and honest about it?

Because I can do that, Sister,
if that’s what you want.

No, of course not.

But don’t you see, Emma.

Everyone in this school holds you
to a high regard.

You are one of the most popular girls,
everyone looks up to you.

I cannot have a young lady
with your stature

roaming around these halls pregnant.

Pregnancy is contagious.

So you’re saying that I should

get rid

of the pregnancy?

Like have an abortion?

That’s extreme, Sister.

But if that’s the only way
to save my scholarship, then—

That’s not what I’m saying, my God!

Sister,

since day one you’ve taught us
the value of forgiveness—

Emma!

- That is not the discussion we are having here.
- And if you don’t bestow that gift

of forgiveness upon me,

you are taking away the future
of a young girl away from her.

So what will happen to me?

What will happen to my unborn child?

Do you hear my classmates, Sister?

Imagine that noise

but much,

much louder.

This is blackmail.

It will not be tolerated.

I can’t believe, I’m hearing this
from you, Emma.

You may stay.

But only until the end of the semester.

After that you will have to
finish your pregnancy from your home.

Thank you, Sister.

Make sure the students disperse immediately.

Are you scared?

Very, very scared.

When I was younger,

every night

before I slept

I would pray.

I wished I was different.

That

I would like boys instead.

Are you telling me to pray
to make this disappear?

Not like that.

I’m just saying

that some things

won’t disappear like magic.

That sometimes we just have to stick by,

to embrace, and to accept
what’s dealt to us.

You know what?

I just discovered how much fun it is
to ride a bike.

No one ever taught me how.

You don’t know how to ride a bike?

You don’t have a favorite song,
and you don’t even know how to ride a bike!

I know more things than you,
so stop bragging.

Come on, teach me how.

Put your bag down.

Hold on, watch Chubi!

Careful.

Better to practice there.

Are you lost?

I don’t think we are.

You better leave because we’re here.

It’s our spot now.

You better find somewhere else to sit.

This spot is not for attention-whores.

Attention-whores?

Look, you’re the ones
stealing our spot.

This our turf. You better leave,
attention-whores!

If you’re pregnant and a dyke as well,
I think you’re the attention-whore!

Let’s go.

You’re dead to me!

Today, we remember the souls

that all these egg babies represent.

As Catholics,

we must do all in our power

to help those who are tempted

to take others’ lives.

Miss,

what if the pregnancy wasn’t your choice?

Billie, this is not a classroom discussion.
It’s a solemn ceremony.

I mean, look at Mama Mary.

She was just a normal teenager.

And then one day, an angel came up to her
and said, “You’re pregnant.”

The Virgin Mary was blessed to be
carrying the Son of our Lord.

But what if you’re just a normal girl
in a normal town,

carrying a normal fetus.

All creatures are equal in the eyes of God.

But why don’t girls have a choice?

- Why—
- Twinkle!

Can you do the honors, please?

They say if your tummy protrudes
like a cone,

it’s a boy!

If it’s round, then it’s a girl.

It feels round.

Sorry.

We stole your spot.

It’s okay.

Sit with us.

There’s more, Emma.

My mom told me,

you shouldn’t eat anything marinated,
or with blood, not even chocolates.

Your baby will be the same color.

You believe that?

Emma.

Are you gay?

Are you both gay?

- Honey.
- Hey, don’t be silly.

I’m just asking.

Because if we’re all gonna suffer
because of this,

it’s better that we know the truth.

Emma,

are you still with Miguel?

I don’t know anymore.

Are you with Billie now?

Can you be a father?

Emma,

this is wrong.

If you wanna ruin your life,
I won’t be part of it.

Because I wanna eat my lunch on a table.

Come on, let’s go!

Hurry up.

Are you okay?

Isabelle.

Come sit here.

You’ve been here
a couple of months now

and we still haven’t eaten together.

Did I do anything wrong?

You tell me.

I know you don’t like
the book I’m reading,

but please don’t
take it away from me.

Billie.

I’ll stop smoking in my room
because I know you can smell it.

I’m sorry.

Back home, you never eat as a family?

Just me. In front of the TV.

Come, let’s eat together.

Bring your plate.

Turn on the TV.
Come!

Sit here.

Turn it on.

(TV broadcast)

So pretty, look.

But it’s gonna wilt tomorrow.

Won’t be beautiful anymore.

Just because it’s gone tomorrow,
doesn’t mean it wasn’t beautiful.

Is it possible to miss a person
you’ve never actually met?

Is this about Chubi del Rosario?

My baby.

What if this kid was supposed to
discover the cure for cancer?

The Discman that doesn’t use CDs

or needs new batteries?

Why? Where is the kid going?

Have you eaten?

You want to eat?

No, I’m okay.

Thank you.

I just learned about the talent show.

To celebrate the mayor’s birthday.

I want to join.

For the cash prize.

You need money?

I can make a call to your parents.

It’s for Emma.

I want to give her the money.

To help her when the baby comes.

Billie, why are you taking on
someone else’s burden?

I just want to help her.

But you’re not the father.

Billie,

for most people

the greatest blessing in life

is to be loved by the person they love.

I love her and

I think she loves me too.

But for people like us,

it is a privilege
to be truthful

about who we love
and who loves us.

People like us?

Auntie Kate!

Okay, good work everyone.

Emma, do your jumping jacks.

Emma.

What are you doing?

Won’t that harm your baby?

No.

Shut up.

Fine, it’s your life.

Hi Miguel.

Are you avoiding me?

How can I avoid you when
you know where I live.

I’ll carry your bag for you. Let’s go.

You go ahead.

I’ll ride the bike home.

When did you learn to ride?

Billie taught me.

She helped me practice.

Emma, pregnant women aren’t
supposed to ride bicycles.

That’s just something your mom said.

We walk home from school.
That’s our thing!

You got pregnant,
and disappeared.

If we’ll be walking home together
for the rest of our lives,

just give me a day to myself.

What’s wrong, Emma?

Is it because of that Billie?

You think no one sees you together?

I tell them you can’t be a dyke
because you’re pregnant and I’m the dad.

What if Billie got me pregnant?

Not only did you
get yourself pregnant,

you’re also a dyke.

I thought you were smart.

But you’re being stupid!

What would you do without me?

My life will go on
with or without you!

Emma!

Emma, I’m going to visit Manila
to restock my makeup.

I can pass by Quiapo if you want.

They sell something there that can
force you to get your period.

My period?

For your problem.

You’ve been wanting
to get your period, right?

I can take something for that?

If you really want
to get your period again,

You can take something for it.

What does it taste like?

Which one?

The medicine.

Tastes like medicine.

They say you drink it with cola,
it’s more effective that way.

Will it hurt?

There will be a lot of blood.

But it shouldn’t be that painful.

What if I’m not sure yet?

Here’s what we’ll do.

I’ll buy it first

so you can still think about
what you really want.

When I had you,

I had no idea
about these things.

Ma?

Did you ever regret having me?

Of course not!

Enough of this drama.

I don’t want more wrinkles on my face.

What would you do if you suddenly
receive loads of cash?

How much?

A lot.

A lot more than your allowance.

But just enough.

A lot is different
from just enough.

If it’s a lot—

it's like this.

If it’s just enough—

it’s that.

Just enough then.

If I get some cash,

I’ll use it

for my college tuition.

So I won’t need a scholarship,
and I won’t be a burden to Mama.

You won’t use it for the baby?

There’s this talent show.

I’m gonna sing.

If I win,

I’ll give you the money.

For the baby.

If you want to tell me something,
tell it to me straight.

Huh?

I thought you were different.

Different?

I thought you’d be
the only person in my life

who wouldn’t judge me.

Emma, I just wanted to help.

Help me do the right thing?

I don’t want you
to have regrets.

Regret that I did not
do the right thing?

What’s right, Billie?

If I become your girlfriend,
will that be right?

Fine, I won’t sing anymore.

Fuck Billie.

There’s nothing wrong
with putting yourself first.

If you want to sing,
do it for yourself.

But I love you.

I love my baby too.

But I love myself more.

That’s the problem with love.

Just because you love
one thing or one person,

people expect you to build
your life around them.

There are loves that you must let go.

Not all loves hold you back, Emma.

Some loves you just have to express.

Emma.

I'm sorry.

Where are you going?

Please wait.

- Leave me alone.
- Please, Emma.

You are the sun,
my world revolves around you.

What are you doing here?

I just finished with my homework.

Aren’t you going to rehearse?

I’m not joining the talent show.

Are you nervous?

When I see you,

I think of the life,

the life I never experienced.

But there’s more to that life

that you can still have.

I have nothing to wear.

Can I just wear my uniform?

What you’re wearing is fine.

What are you doing?

Writing a song.

For whom?

Emma, I’m leaving for Manila tomorrow
at eight in the morning.

I'll go ahead,
I'll make some deliveries.

Ma?

Can I come with you tomorrow?

If you want.

We’ll buy new makeup
and eat good food.

Emma,

I’m really sorry.

I miss you.

There’s a lot on my mind.

We haven’t talked about our plans.

What we're gonna do.

I was thinking of getting a job
during vacation.

Save a little.

Miguel, it’s okay.

Okay how?

I’m okay.

You’re okay.

I’m okay?

What do you mean?
I don’t understand.

You won’t be a father anymore.

How come?

You know what I mean.

I’m the man.

I should decide.

Emma.

I love you.

Don’t you love me anymore?

Why are you still here?

I thought you’d be at the plaza.

Isn’t Billie performing?

Billie’s singing?

Yeah, I saw her and her aunt.

She looks so nervous.

I put eyeliner on her
so she’ll look cool.

I even wanted to put
some blush on her cheeks.

But she refused.

Welcome to our annual talent show.

The first performance
will dazzle us with a dance.

Twinkle and Honey!

Mother, please!

Mother!

Thank you.

Thank you!

Our next contestant is from Manila.

Billie Santos!

And she wrote an original song.

Billie Santos.

Is this a girl or a boy?

Billie Santos.

Billie Santos!

For Emma.

I am blinded by your beauty.

Because you give the sun
a reason to shine.

I think I’m falling.
I hope you catch me.

You are my sun,

my world revolves around you.

You are my dream.

I hope in the end,
it’s the two of us.

I think you’re my soulmate.

We get along about anything.

Are you my destiny?

Because it feels like
we are meant to be.

If you only knew all the songs
I could sing for you.

I hope that you hear this song.

So you know

You are my sun,

my world revolves around you.

You are my dream.

I hope in the end,
it’s the two of us.

I think you’re my soulmate.

We get along about anything.

Are you my destiny?

Because it feels like
we are meant to be.

Because it feels like
we are meant to be.

Because it feels like
we are meant to be.

I love the way you smell.

I have a gift for you.

Can I see?

Where?

Billie’s songs.

Okay, let’s listen to them.

Do you like it?

I can’t hear anything.

Because it’s blank.

But now that you're singing again,
you can write new songs.

What do I call my fans club?

Billie-natics?

That name stinks.

Billie-vers.

Billie-natics

Gold

Star

Platinum

Diamond

Extreme Extreme!

Thank you.

Emma.

Emma?

I’m your first fan.

Your number one fan.

I'm going to miss you.

I know.

That’s why I’m coming home
as soon as I can.

You should.