01x49 - Detective Dos

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Why do we need to know the truth,

and how do we find it?

Let's do this!

What if you're trying to find
what you think is true,

against the real truth?

-It's dirty.
-What?

It's dirty.

Because in searching for the truth,

we often face a reality
that is hard to accept.

Coming from, instead of me…

Instead of me…

Truth or comfort?

Which is right, and which is wrong?

Okay, good.

Good, good, good.

We only have what's on the menu,

so don't look for anything else.

We've been waiting here
for almost an hour!

Is this eatery open 24 hours?!

Oops.

Still hot, hot.

Here.

Here.

What's this?

A dish with dessert?

We're not in a hurry, huh.

Presenting, strawberry binagoongan!

A combination of
Baguio strawberries' superpowers

and of course, Pangasinan's shrimp paste.

The strongest binagoongan
in the entire north.

So, try it now.

You'll roar with delight!

And of course, wait.

It has the right sweetness
and a unique sourness.

Try it now.

Wait for it.

Look at that.

It's really delicious!

Delicious, right?

I'll have another one of these.

I'll give it to my family.

Just make sure you come back here, okay?

Of course.

-I told you.
-Come here.

Come here.

You don't want to listen to me.

-Son.
-Bring it out.

Son.

What?

Don't you like my cooking anymore?

It's okay.

-You're really something!
-Ouch!

Mom, what?

No, really. Where did you learn that?

Of course, from the best.

I just watched you in the kitchen.

And, of course, it stuck in my mind.

And also, a little effort on my part, Mom.

You talk too much.

Mom, it's important.

We should have some new
and unique food on our menu.

Hmm?

So the customer is always surprised.

As they say,

the element of surprise.

Ah…

So who really wants
the element of surprise?

Customer.

Customer or Trina?

Mom, there you go
with your questions again.

It's Trina, right?

-Hmm.
-I didn't say anything. I said--

-Come here.
-Really?

-I'll ask what else--
-No.

What else they want.

-Wait, I'll just ask.
-Okay, go ahead. Ask.

You know, whatever Mr. Seng is doing,

congrats to him because

he's so good at hiding.

I've been watching all day,
and I can't find anything.

He's been here for so long.

Lodipaps, are you okay?

It seems bland.

Bland, Dad?

No, mine has flavor.
How about yours?

It's okay.

Tastes like fish.

Fish? But that's not fish.

Isn't it?

That's why.

As long as it's salty.

It has flavor, Lodipaps.

Let me taste it.

It might be a side effect of chemo.

Is that how it is?

That's why everything I eat
tastes like metal.

Wait.

Let me taste it,
to see if it's a side effect of chemo.

That's why some patients
struggle with food aversions.

But Jimmy, even if your taste is like
that, you should force yourself to eat.

I'll eat it even if it tastes like metal.

-Okay, good.
-No problem there.

There, mindset.

So, Dad?

Do you want to go to the kitchen?
Maybe you can go for a trip there?

I'll just ask.

-Sure.
-Alright.

-Let's go, let's go, let's go.
-Wait.

Stay there.

Stay there, Dad.

Why?

In case you get tired on the way there?
I'll take care of it.

You're too much!

How will I know if I like the food
if I can't taste it?

That's true.

Come on then.

As I said, let's go.

-Oh, see.
-Going to the kitchen?

Yes.

Can you get me meal number three?

Don't listen to him, come on.

Don't talk to Tonio.

Large sandwich. Large fries.

Dad, I told you I'd do it.

The kitchen is right there, huh?

Follow him.

Huh?

-Follow him.
-I won't leave you here alone.

-I'll take you to your brigade first.
-Just follow him,

-so you know what's there.
-I'll take you--

Go on.

Go on.

-We'll go straight over there.
-Yeah, I remember.

Especially--

Hey!

Hey! You're not allowed here!

-Hold on.
-What are you doing?

I thought maybe my friend was here.
I'm looking for him.

No, no.

You're not allowed here. Get out.

I saw Mr. Seng, he seemed to
have come in here earlier.

Mr. Seng is not here.
Get out!

Leave, leave.

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving.

-Leave!
-Okay, I'm leaving.

Look, I'm leaving.

Mom.

-I'm going now.
-Hey, take care.

I'll get the unlimited rice.

Oh, hey.

Isn't what you ate the other day enough?

You finished all of that.

Well, of course, it's a taste test, right?

Of course, I'll taste everything.

Thanks for the help.

So, is that for me?

No.

But, next time, I promise.

Oh, Barok.

Do I need to guess who that's for?

Well, of course,
I know it's for sister Trina.

-Of course.
-Hey, look at you, grinning like a dog.

Okay, you better go.

Otherwise, it won't be hot anymore
by the time it gets there.

Okay, okay.

-Okay.
-Take care!

-Let me taste that next time, huh?
-Sure thing!

What's the dish for today's video?

Ah, yes, Barok?

Ah, we didn't order anything.

Oh, ah…

This is for Tinay.

Hmm. Those are leftovers from your eatery.

That's the third time
it's been heated, right?

Wow.

This is too much.

If that gets added to my tab, Barok…

No way.

Barok.

What's going on?

Really? Wait.

I'm confused. What's this for?
What's going on?

Nothing. Do I need an
occasion to cook for you?

So you really do cook, huh?

Of course.

I'm just trying it out.

You know how it is.

Hold on. Come in.

Come in. Let's taste it.

I'm just trying it out,
so I get to know all the dishes.

Of course, I'm here.

As a businessman.

There, my new project.

Ah, strawberry binagoongan.

Alright, I'll taste it.

It's delicious.

I'm going to rate this.

Go ahead.

Does it smell good?

I'll taste it first.

Do I get straight to it? Is it okay?

Yes.

How is it?

One more bite.

What happened to you following Tempo?

Nothing, Dad.
They just went out.

It seems like they've done,
whatever they were doing.

Dad.

I'm fine.

Oh, yeah…

I saw Mr. Seng.

I think I hallucinated,
he just disappeared.

What was it? Magic?

No. I don't know.

It's just a feeling, okay?

It's just a feeling.

It's really strong.

Mr. Seng is hiding something.

What are we going to do?

I need to talk to him.

Dad.

Dad, what if he asks
for something in return again?

We know that the old man is cunning.

I won't let us
get caught up in drugs again.

Especially you.

Hmm?

CHANGE, REFORM.

Miss Joy.

-Hey.
-Joy.

Huh, you're early.

Lodipaps here really wanted to see you.

Behave.

I don't give loans.

No.

Uh…

No sharing today?

Oh, that was the other day.

What a waste!

Lodipaps here was so excited.
Right, Lodipaps?

I don't know. What are you talking about?

Don't be like that.

What do you want to talk about?
Because we can just talk.

There are suddenly so many ants.

-You know…
-There's one.

Hey. Psst.

Look.

Look at your face.
That's why you're like that.

What I mean is,
we can just talk among ourselves.

What do you want to talk about?

Uh.

It's a bit far-fetched,

but when you have sharing,

I notice that everyone who speaks
reveals their secrets.

Maybe you could have
just heard something suspicious.

Right?

Like what?

Miss Joy, because we're trying--

We're not sure if…

Wait, don't…

Not yet.

We're not sure if it's him yet.

If it turns out to be him, this person,

we're up against a big shot.

Gossip is gossip.

But who is this big shot
you're going up against?

Uh…

Not many people know yet.

So if you notice anything
suspicious, can you help us?

Of course.

But what will you do
with the information we get?

Just remember,

in this world,

it's more deadly to know something
and not do anything about it.

Yeah, uh…

We'll find out, of course.

True or not.

We'll do it, as long as it's right.

Especially for my son.

We'll see you later.

Miss Joy.

How is it?

One more bite.

Delicious?

So, is it okay?

It's so good, Barok.

So much.

Auntie Baby?

Taste this, right now.

-Delicious?
-Taste Barok's cooking.

Really?

-Yes.
-Promise?

-Let me taste it.
-Really? You made this?

-Yes, me.
-Wait, let me get some too.

Delicious?

Delicious!

So much.

Judge.

Okay?

You did great, Barok.

This is a winner!

You know, let's have lunch too.

It goes well with rice.

Right?

-Let's have lunch.
-Sure thing!

Since we already have a dish.

-Go ahead.
-It's so delicious.

The spiciness is just right,
as is the sweetness.

You know so much.

-Here you go for now.
-Yes, Barok.

It feels like you didn't cook this.

But getting better?

Lodipaps?

Getting better?

Another, another.

One more.

Just Lodipaps.

That's it!

-Very good.
-Not going down?

That's not going down.

That's strong!

Try it out!
Try it, try it.

Show off. Turn.

Turn, turn.

There.

-We're teaching this one too, right?
-Your move is solid.

Hold it, hold it, hold it.

Turn, turn.

There.

-Hmm. It's really delicious.
-What did you put in this?

Pure love.

I'm serious.

What are the ingredients?

I'm serious too.

For cooking…

Excuse me, I'm just here.

But, Barok, this Binagoongan
really goes well with rice

It's so delicious.

How about you, Auntie Baby?
What do you usually pair Binagoongan with?

With taho?

What's that?

Nothing, it's just my ringtone.

Oh!

Oh my.

I've been through that.

We used to put bottles of
alcohol in our bags too.

I was a teenager too.

Auntie Baby, I don't drink.

I only drink Ichikult.

There's nothing in it.

Barok.

Don't make excuses, eh?

It's okay.
You're not kids anymore.

Just make sure you don't overdo it.

I'm watching you.

Just him.

-I'm watching you.
-Okay.

That's how I watch.

I'm really sorry, Auntie Baby.

-I'm really sorry, Auntie Baby.
-It's really delicious.

Dos.

You first.

Wait, wait, wait.

Where are you going?

Why? A father and son gig.

I thought there was no leaving?
We're all in this together?

We didn't say anything like that, Bro.

-We didn't?
-Let's go, Dad.

Wait.

Hold on.

-Why?!
-Because,

what I heard is…

Mr. Seng used to be a magician.

He would just disappear and
then appear out of nowhere.

Did you hear our conversation yesterday?

Huh?

You were asleep.

You were taking a siesta.

We'll talk later.

I just heard it because you were so loud.

Bro.

-Hold on.
-Bro.

Wait.

Wait, wait, wait.

Many will be affected if you insist on
doing what you want to do.

What are you talking about, Tonio?

Remember what Mr. Seng did
to Commander Uncle?

We're not trying to scam Mr. Seng.

What are you talking about?
This is a different matter.

Bro.

Dos.

You're so quick to judge.

What do you mean by that?

Of course, I was expecting
the two of you to come.

How may I help you?

Uh, Mr. Seng, we're just here to tell you

that we're not going to
push through with the boxing.

Yes. Dad's condition has become severe.

That's why we need to focus
on him until he gets better.

What do you think of me?

Blind?

I know you're investigating me!

I hate being made to look like a fool.

Alright then.

If you're sure about your decision,
then fine.

No more chemotherapy either.

Hold on.

That wasn't part of the deal, Mr. Seng.

Please don't be like that.
Dad needs the chemotherapy.

Why do you think I care?

Dad, you can't stop your treatment.

Mr. Seng, if that's the price, then fine.

I'll be the one
to focus on boxing for now.

-Dos.
-For Dad's sake…

Do you hear what he's saying?

He'll stop your treatment, if you don't--

Stop it.

Enough.

Mr. Seng, I've made my decision,
no more boxing.

And if you don't want me to have
chemotherapy, that's fine.

-Mr. Seng, I apologize.
-No problem.

We're just asking for
a little more time to think.

It's not just Dad who decides
about boxing. I'm part of it too.

In this world, you really try to be
righteous, as much as you can.

But when your father's life is at stake,

you have no choice but to eat your words.