01x38 - Second Chance

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You again.

Mr. Extra rice, huh.

Here it is.

Your food is so good.

Of course!

Sir, if Trina sees you,
it'll be a problem again.

Last time we almost had
a fight because of you.

I'm sorry.

Maybe I should have told you who I really
am before asking to work at the stall.

But

don't worry, she's not in danger.

I just want to ask.
How's Trina doing, really?

You won't get anything from me.

If you want information, it's better
to hear it directly from Trina.

She doesn't want to talk to me.

Can you blame her?

Even I can't understand.

I can't understand how
a parent could do what you did.

Leaving suddenly,
and then just forgetting about it?

You're right.

Unfortunately, it's only now that I've
decided to follow my conscience.

Because Trina is my daughter.

I want to say sorry.

Make it up to her somehow.

I hope you can help me.

You're so stubborn, Commander Tiklo!

You never listen.

Didn't I tell you,

I want to show Warden Bennie

that we're easy to talk to!

That we don't want to give him a headache!

What was that commotion
you caused earlier?

You know why?!
I'm suspicious of your boy!

If you mess up my relationship with
Warden Bennie, you'll be in trouble!

Do we understand each other?!

Yes, Mr. Seng.

Yes.

Apologize to my boy!

Don't force it, Mr. Seng.

Apologize!
Son of a g*n!

You may be
protected within these walls,

but you can't be
sure what the cost will be.

Do you need to pay it back,

or will you just be charged?

-93…
-There you go!

94…

If you want to be as strong
as I was in my youth,

finish this.

-Alright!
-96.

97.

-98.
-98.

-99.
-Last one!

There you go!

That's 100!

-There you go!
-Could you do that before?

Lodipaps.

Is there really no chance
for us to get out of here?

Psst.

Keep your voice down.

-To many people, someone might hear you.
-Sorry. Sorry.

A lot has happened,
let's just lay low for now.

Lodipaps, we have something to chase, huh.

Your treatment.

I'm okay.

-I'm fine.
-For now, Dad.

You're okay for now, but until when?

Why are you so hot-headed?

How can I not be?

You're not taking this seriously!

Is it just me who wants
you to live longer?!

What kind of question is that?

You know. You know we can't
rely on anything in here!

Dad, inmates can get
treatment for colds and coughs,

but beyond that there's no budget
for your medical treatment.

But if that's okay
with you, what can I do?!

Psst. Hey!
Sit down.

Come here.

Sit here.

Sit.

Sit down.

Dos.

Son.

What's important to me

is making good memories with you

and helping our fellow inmates here.

I'm okay with that.

We can't get everything
we want to fight for.

There, look.

There.

That's not the dad I know.

The Dad, I know, doesn't give up.

He fights, and doesn't
back down from anything!

We can't get everything we want!

Did I become a champion?!

I tried to do that.

What's important is that we can do
good things in our current situation.

This is different!

This is different!

This is different, Dad!

Thank you very much for granting
our request, Warden Bennie.

It's good that you accepted
the new regulations here.

We have no problem with that,

even if you limit our options.

As long as, the program continues.

But Warden Bennie, what
about when new inmates arrive?

You know the customs we have here.

Mr. Seng,

boxing is suspended for newcomers.

That's why I'll take care of which
group they'll be placed in.

Come on, Warden.

Commander.

Warden Bennie has decided.

Let's respect that.

And trust that he will listen and consider
if changes are indeed necessary.

Please forgive the commanders.

Don't worry, I won't stop reminding them.

You're a good actor, Mr. Seng.

Why do you say that, Warden Bennie?

The way you act,

it's like you want us to be close friends.

I granted your request to reopen paradise.

But don't think I don't know

that you're just manipulating me.

I know how many times you've
been arrested for drug trafficking.

But you always get released.

Or maybe you have people you can pay off.

But in the end,

it was m*rder that got you imprisoned.

Or maybe, Mr. Seng,
I'm just a suspicious person.

Because it's hard to believe

that there's a drug trade here
that you haven't infiltrated.

Warden Bennie, what are you saying?

I just want you to know

I'm watching you.

There are inconsistencies
in Erol's statements.

There's a courier here.

But the question is,

where's…

the supplier?
And who's the supplier?

Are you asking me?

Check.

Do you know the answer?

I've taken too much of
your time, Warden Bennie.

Thank you for indulging me.

Checkmate.

I saw you.

Come back.

Hi, Ms. Joy.

Good Afternoon.

What's the problem?

Nothing. Nothing, really.

Poor Dos, born to be downtrodden.

Hey Dos! It's written all over your
face that you're carrying a problem.

Just sing it out.

It's my dad, you see.

He's sick.

He can't just consult with the doctor

he's with in the Octo g*ng.

Doc Arthur?

Yes.

I've been nagging him.

To appeal for his check-up.

But even before he tries,
he's already refusing.

Well, maybe he doesn't want
to get your hopes up?

He thinks he's protecting you.

I just need one thing from him, Ms. Joy.

Just one thing.

For him to fight for a longer life.

So we can be together longer.

Congrats, Dos!

You know what you
want from your father.

But have you asked yourself
what he needs from you?

Oh, that got you thinking, huh?

Trina!

Where have you been?

At the market. We ran out of plastic bags.

Is it forbidden to smile on
the jeep ride back here?

Oh, is it because of your dad again?

We saw each other again, you know.

At the eatery.

What did you talk about?

I just wanted to know, how Tinay is doing?

You won't get anything from me.

If you want information, it's better if
it comes directly from Trina.

But she doesn't want to talk to me.

Can you blame her?

You're right.

Unfortunately, I've only just decided
to follow my conscience now.

Because Trina is my daughter.

I hope you can help me.

What did you talk about?

You know, Trina,

your dad seems genuinely
concerned about you.

Really?

So,

am I the bad person here?
Because I can't find it in me to forgive.

And I won't even listen
to what he wants to say to me?

No one is judging you, Trina.

But look,

you're the one most affected here.

If I were you,

I'd meet up with him.

Even if you don't accept his offer.

Talk to each other.

Who knows, this could be the chance
for you to reconcile with your dad.

To let go of your anger towards him.

When you're ready, come see me.

Hello, Barok?

Are you busy tomorrow?

Uh, what?

I asked, are you busy tomorrow?

Oh, not really.

Why?

Because…

I was hoping you could accompany me.

Alright.

Alright. Alright.
I'll meet you tomorrow.

Alright.

Alright, bye.

Okay, okay.

Take care. Bye.

You're grinning
like you've won the lottery, huh?

I didn't win the lottery, Apung.

I'm just following your advice.

So, you believe
in your Apung Epang now, huh?

Hold on.

What advice did you follow?

Didn't you say,

don't prioritize what I want,
prioritize what Trina wants.

So I waited.

Oh, so what happened then?

Well, during that time,
she needed a reliable friend.

So I showed her that I'm that person.

I'm one of her dependable friends.

But Barok, remember this.

If Trina is looking for a friend,

you need to be a good friend to her.

Yes.

Don't worry, Apung,

I can't even pass college entrance exams.

But at least when it comes to
being a friend, I know I'm good at that.

There you go!

That's the Barok I know!

Martyr!

You caught on to that late.

Come on, Apung.

Yes.

You've said "yes" to me
multiple times, but it never happens.

Don't come to me crying, okay?

Yes.

That was the last one.

The last one.

Another last one.

You're all about the last ones.

Game!

-Come on!
-Down.

Lower it down there.

There.

Up. Up.

25.

Why am I doing this
when I already have a group, right?

I'm not competing with you in boxing.

This is for your health.

And you should know,
that since you're a doctor.

Jim, let's push the Doc.

So that we can at least get back for
those doctors who make us nervous.

Down.
And then up.

-Okay.
-There.

36.

Give me five!
Give me 500.

Doc, do you have 500 there?

You don't have 500? Okay.

Give me…

You know it all.
You know the straight, right?

You know the straight.

The straight, here.
You know the counter?

There's always a counter, right?

Counter. There!

You know it's a straight.

So let me give you a jab.

Isn't that a jab?

Just here.

Then sure, that's the right
one to go there.

So you can avoid it,

you can leave it here,

put a counter on it.

But always keep your guard up.

Cover.

You know that already.
That's a jab, right?

Then a straight here.

The other side.

Then this is a hook.

When they attack, you should
always have a counter.

Okay, one more.

-You didn't say you'd hide it suddenly.
-Look at this. Look at this. Look at this.

Okay.
See?

That's what I'm talking about.
You instantly have a counter.

Don't just keep defending.

Doc doesn't want to anymore.

Doc doesn't want to.

Doc doesn't want to.

Five more! Five more!

As I told him, point it here.

Point it, to these two.

Mr. Seng.

You called for us?

I'm not sure if you've heard the news.

Well,

Warden Bennie has banned
boxing as the basis

for determining which group
new inmates will join here inside.

And I saw you sparring.

I thought,

why don't we organize
a boxing tournament?

What kind of tournament is that, Mr. Seng?

Like, you know…
similar to the ones outside.

With an audience,

ticket sales and cash prizes.

Isn't that great?

A good way to raise funds.

So we can improve our facilities inside.

And…

have a chance to be with our loved ones.

I'll contribute, too.

I'll take care of the boxing gloves

and the training.

That's a great idea
you've thought of, Mr. Seng.

I hope Warden Bennie agrees.

There! That's where you come in.

Inside these walls, every favor
comes with an expected return.

Whether it's for better or worse,

you just blindly pay your debt.

Jimmy Boy, I'm not sure if I'll allow
a boxing tournament inside here.

Especially if there will be
spectators from outside.

Warden,

you've seen me.

Standing, still alive.

That's because of boxing.

You know, when I was my son's age,
I had no direction in life.

I was a headache to my mother,
but boxing saved me.

How about you, warden?
Don't you have a passion for sports?

Well, before.

Basketball League.

Doesn't sports help people?

It teaches discipline, teamwork.

It fosters positive thinking.

You know, warden, most of
our fellow inmates in here,

they feel their lives are wasted.

They have no hope. They're useless.

But I believe because of this,

they'll have a chance
to regain their spirit.

To have some hope.

If they do something,
they'll be happy too.

That's really good for them.

It's sports.

Isn't it?