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01x44 - Sino ang matapang

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Suntok sa Buwan". Aired: July 18 – December 8, 2022.*
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Jimmy Boy, a retired boxer who currently works as a taxi driver, has Stage 3 cancer.

01x44 - Sino ang matapang

Post by bunniefuu »

I'll be happy if Dos wears them tomorrow.

I'll take care of the guards.

Can I count on you?

Alright.

Dos will wear these tomorrow.

Ah, good.

Mr. Seng,

if there's nothing else, may I go?

Thank you.

This will be fun.

Dad.

Is there a problem, Dad?

Why do you always think there's
a problem when you see me?

I just thought…

Maybe I just miss you?

I want you all to myself.

Sorry.

Oh, because you're too busy coaching.

Maybe you're forgetting to practice.

-Me? Really, Dad?
-Yes. Yes, you.

What are you talking about?
I can handle myself, Dad.

I'm not a baby anymore.
I'm a big boy now.

-Ah, you're a big boy?
-Big boy now.

You're really a big boy?

This guy's a big boy.

You're a big boy.

Come on, Dad!

Dad, I'm a big boy now.

What's the matter?

You're a big boy, huh.

Open it.

That's for you.

What's this?

A car.

You forgot already.

That's my gift to you.

Wear them tomorrow, okay? In the fight.

Perfect fit.

Here.

Thank you, Dad.

Where did you get these?

They fit perfectly.

They're a gift.
You ask too many questions.

You said so.

Sometimes, you will be forced to lie,
even if you don't want to.

Because within the world
in which we live,

the truth will destroy you.

Trina, I promise, it's delicious.

I can bring you…

Are you sure you…

want to eat here?

Tinay.

We can go to another
place with unlimited rice.

No, Barok, I'm fine.

Are you dining alone?

Ah, they're resting at the hotel.

Um…

How are you?

I'm okay.

And you?

Very happy, because we're talking again.

Please, have a seat.

Have you eaten yet?

Are you hungry?

I'm fine.

Um, I just wanted to say something.

Dos.

I know you're preparing
for your fight tomorrow.

But it's not just boxing
you're preparing for.

This too.

A lot of people are coming tomorrow.

Family, friends,

Apung.

The people from the complex.

You need to be ready for that, too.

I can handle it, Dad.

I can handle it.

Perfect, Dad, look.

No gloves.

That's not allowed. No gloves.

I know if my mom were still alive,

she would want me to forgive you.

So, for Mom,

I forgive you.

But that's as far as I can go for now.

As I said,

I'm still processing what happened.

But, I'm happy that after 15 years,
we're seeing each other again.

I'm okay.

I can handle it.

You know,

one good thing that happened to me

in those 15 years,

I learned to be independent.

I mean,

I hope you don't take it the wrong way.

It's not because I'm proud.

I just really want to reach
my dreams on my own.

I hope you're okay with that.

If that's the support you want…

But remember,

whatever you need, I won't refuse.

Okay.

Barok.

Yes, ma'am, sir?

I'll have unlimited rice for now.

Copy. Sir?

Any recommendations?

Ah!

Our special recipe, made even more
special because of this special occasion.

Because you're special to me.

Just kidding.

Just kidding, Dad.

Alright, sir.

Wait, upgrade me to
unlimited rice as well. Okay?

Okay.

Wait. Don't we need
a receipt from our store?

Don't worry about that. It's on the house.

Just wait here.

Mom!

Sinigang Strawberry.

Two.

Apung.

-Apung.
-Yes.

-Greetings!
-Come on. Come in, come in.

Please, come in.

Apung, we bought some food.

Apung, I'll just put the food here, okay?

Oh, alright. Thank you.

You seem very busy, Apung.

Oh my.

Not busy.

Just excited.

Because I want to be at the
provincial jail early tomorrow.

That's why I'm ironing my clothes now.

Apung, what's happening there?

They say there's a boxing tournament.

And my grandson, Dos,
is supposed to fight.

People from outside can watch.

Would you like to join?

Well, we could. I haven't seen my
bro in the ring for a long time.

Oh my.

Alright. I'm sure Dos will be happy.

What do you think, is that okay with you?

I don't know.

Trina.

You don't have to force yourself.

I don't want you to think I'm forcing you.

No.

I won't go either.

I'll just stay with you.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

No.

I'll go.

I'll go.

Apung, we'll join you.

Really?

Thank you.

First round. Remember,
you won't attack right away.

You're still sizing each other up.

Just feel each other out.

When you throw a jab.

Why do you jab?

You're finding your distance.

-You're looking for it.
-Measure up.

Yeah, you measure them up.

Because that's your gauge.

Because when he gets close here,

it means you should be moving back.

Because if the jab reaches here,

-it can catch you.
-Ah.

But you're ready
with your counter right away.

Right?

Because you know
when you throw a straight,

-you have to be here immediately.
-Hmm.

So, don't waste that either.

When you throw a straight.

-Counter right away.
-You can move around quickly,

you can do this and then come back.

Just chill.

Jim, are there many people outside yet?

Huh?

Are there people outside yet?

Oh, um. I don't know.

I still have a gig.

-I have to take care of a gig first.
-What's it for?

Ah,

I'll tell you later.

I'll tell you later.

Alright, Bro.

Anyway, most importantly, cover, close.

Just make sure when you punch,

your hand comes back right away.

Because the counter is fast.

Just feel it out first. Right?

Don't just keep giving.

Jab.

Jab. Feel for it.

Why do you seem so jittery?

-Me?
-You're not like this before a fight.

I'm just nervous, Dad.

You're nervous?

You trained these opponents of yours.

Right?

You're still a Laurente.

Oh, maybe it's your heart that's jittery.

I know you.

There's nothing we can
do about that. Just relax.

Are you ready, Tinay?

Should we do this?

There you go again. You're still not sure.

I told you, if you can't handle it,
don't force yourself.

I'm just confused.

But, okay. Let's go, let's go.

Ah,

Tinay.

Why are you here?

But…

it looks like you're busy. Alright.

I'll come back later.
If it's really not possible.

Just relax.

There's nothing you can do about it.

If it's meant to be, it will be.

Just let it be.

Focus on the fight.

I told you that before, didn't I?

Family, friends, and whoever else.

You should be prepared for that.

Actually, I can go.

Are you sure?

We just need to visit a friend
who's in the provincial jail.

But…

that's fine.

We can do that next time.

It's a long story.

Sorry, Barok.

Is it okay?

Why are you apologizing?

Of course, it's okay.

I'll take care of Apung.

Alright, go with him.

-Barok, thank you so much.
-Sure thing.

Just remember, always be open.

Defense is important.
Because there's always a counter.

Right?

Sharp, sharp.

Return, return.

Return.

Return. That's it.

Circle around. Jab.

Pretend to jab. Turn, turn.

Jimmy Boy and Dos Laurente.

The Warden is calling you to his office.

Let's go, Dad.

I know this is bad timing for the boxing,

but this is the right time…

for you to get out.

This is under the table.

And this is all I can do right now.

What do you mean, Warden?

Jimmy Boy,

you need to get out
before the match starts.

This will be quick.

Right now?

Yes.

And you need to get back
before the match ends.

Before the sun sets.

I'll go with him.

Dos, I'm sorry, but it'll be more
dangerous if you come along.

Warden, that won't do.

-I beg you, let me go with my father.
-Dos.

I don't know what will
happen to him outside.

I won't be at ease until I know he's okay.

Dos.

What are you thinking?

We've worked hard and
trained for this for days.

We can't let everyone down.

I can take care of myself.

I'll be back.

Psst.

I'll come back for you.

You're more important than boxing, Dad.

Ah, Dos, Jimmy Boy.

You need to leave now.

The vehicle is already here.

Take care.

So, are our friends arriving soon, Tempo?

They said they'll be here
in 12 minutes, boss.

Have you seen Lucio?

No, Boss.

I think the Warden sent him on an errand.

Son of a g*n!

Warden. Good day, Warden.

I didn't know you were into boxing.

If it's just for the sake of it, I'm not.

But if it helps keep the
residents peaceful,

why not?

We're all about sports here.

How about you, sir? Are you alright?

If you have any problems,
just let me know, okay?

Often, first-time visitors here
are afraid of our inmates.

But we're good people.

Right, Warden?

Warden is not the joking type.

But Warden,

thank you so much for
supporting Mr. Seng's project.

It's touching.
You even brought your friend.

This is Allan, by the way.

Sir.

My partner.

That's it, he's out.

Ah, lovebirds.

That's good.

Congrats, sir.

You're lucky to have the Warden here.
Quality guy.

A bit serious, but not easily offended.

Warden,

maybe you'd like to get married
inside the prison?

We don't have much of a reception.

But for loving couples,
it's possible to get married here.

See those two over there?

They got married here.

Do you want me to rob a bank?

Crazy.

But the world is funny, isn't it?

Those who are imprisoned

are free to marry the person they love.

But those who are truly free,

almost beg to be given respect.

Your sentiment runs deep, Warden.

But it's worse,

when your sexuality is used…

to discriminate against you.

To ruin you.

To blackmail you.

But they don't know,

you become braver

when you accept yourself.

Warden.

Well,

there might be a wedding next week.

Maybe you can be a godfather?

I already have many godchildren.

No, that's fine.

-He'll sponsor the spaghetti.
-There you go.

Spaghetti, they said.

Thank you, sir.

Who will fight here next?

So, did you all enjoy that?

Alright, onto the next fight.

Now, who's up next to fight here?

Oh, here!

Bro, come here!

Come here, Bro!

I wonder who
you'll be up against, handsome?

Dos!

Oh! Here!

Hey! Come here!

Step inside.

Get him some gloves!

The Terror of The Graveyard, come here!

Do your best, okay?

The young Laurente,

versus…

The Terror of The Graveyard.

Let's go!

Now, my fellow inmates, watch this.

Look at this one, ready to take
young Laurente to his final resting place.

Does he stand a chance?

Oh, look at that! Great form,
hope the swagger matches the style!

Enough measuring up,
just throw some punches, please!

Oh! Here comes young Laurente,
fighting for something.

Seems like he's going
through something. How crazy!

There! Your face just took a punch.

-Get it together, Laurente.
-You're great!

-I'm rooting for you.
-You are great!

They say success tastes better
when you struggle.

That's true.

But when you're still in trouble,

you can't help but think that

maybe your next failure
will be the end of you.