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Later, kids!
-Uncle!
-Oh!
Uncle!
-Such a joker!
-Just kidding!
Yes, look!
My flight's at midnight...
Thank you!
Thank you!
Dad!
-Bye!
-Take care!
Is that so?
-Jaring!
-Sir?
Yes, of course!
Daddy Grandpa!
-My grandkids.
-Happy birthday!
-Happy birthday!
-Thank you.
OK.
-Let's go!
-Drive safely.
Happy birthday!
Thank you.
Wow!
Balut!
-Jun!
-Yes?
-Is it Dex?
-It's Doc.
Nelson.
My dad?
Bry?
No.
-They're girls!
-Dad, your phone!
What?
-Dad texted.
-Hello?
Marc!
-Allan?
-Hold on.
What if he isn't?
But I am.
Is this payback
'cause we missed your birthday yesterday?
Sorry, Dad.
What for?
That's just a waste of time and money.
Dad...
If we need to do chemotherapy,
radiation...
Dad, be serious!
Cha, I am.
I want...
Right, son?
Dad!
That's enough.
Oh, really?
Really?
Good idea!
-It's a tie.
-And me.
Him! He counts.
We weren't prepared.
Sir, he quit.
Nothing.
Stop crying!
Yes.
-See?
-Really? Seriously?
I feel ashamed.
After school,
the kids can be here with me.
Mario quit.
What?
-Cha?
-Do you have any free days?
I need to hide.
Let me in.
Dex! Hide!
His foot!
Is Dex there?
He has no conscience.
He took money from naive kids!
Baby D!
Wow, Baby D!
Jerk!
Oh.
-Blankets!
-OK, Uncle.
There.
No...
Oh?
Yes...
Yes, Uncle.
Dex!
You're exaggerating.
I said almost.
I deactivated my accounts.
Got tired curating my feed.
It's a secret.
Dirtier.
Leave.
OK.
Oh, no!
-Ouch!
-What's wrong?
-Where?
-To the nearest house possible.
-Allan!
-Yes?
Allan, hurry!
Come on.
-Lend a hand.
-Come inside.
Uncle Bry!
Marc!
-What's up?
-Nice wheels.
-Really?
-We'll see.
Nice car.
Here, Marc.
I outgrew them.
-Thank you.
-You're welcome, Cap!
-Thank you.
-Let's go!
Uncle!
What now?
-Again?
-Yes, just a minute!
You're unbelievable.
Hurry. Double-time.
-Let's go!
-Hey!
-Let me.
-No way, you might drop it.
-What? Am I a child?
-Yes!
It's my style!
Style?
Marc!
Where's Jerry?
Jerry?
At work.
What a show-off!
At least, right?
Over there.
OK.
No, Uncle.
Go by yourself!
Uncle!
Hurry.
-Birthday?
-Just come here!
I know,
that's why I told them to hide already.
Oh?
Oh my God! You...
-What a surprise!
-Let's go to Daddy Grandpa.
Careful!
-Let's sing!
-Allan!
Let's eat!
Dad!
Roast pig!
Pork knuckles!
My goodness! Delicious!
-Why not?
-Healthy foods only. Like salad.
Research says
vegetables and fish are good for him.
Not those.
Dad, fruits?
Allan?
Wow. Am I the only one who cares for Dad?
Bry.
Yes!
-It's so hot.
-What's going on here?
It's so fun.
Low battery.
Marc,
why not play basketball here instead?
Is it still here?
There it is.
Says who?
OK, game!
Am I right, Dex?
Thank goodness!
Miss!
Screen! Go!
Big Birds!
Ball!
What ball?
I got a bruise!
It's a foul!
Go Big Birds!
Allan, here!
-Uncle!
-Nice shot, Uncle!
OK!
-Inbound.
-There.
-What?
-You walked inside.
Bry! Bryan!
Uncle, Bry!
Miss!
-Yeah, right.
-He was open!
Go Big Birds!
Here!
-He did!
-You encouraged him.
Spit it out!
-Never mind.
-No, come on!
So I was right,
you do have an issue with me!
I said enough!
Here!
Just worried.
Oh, Marie.
How's Dad?
He's OK.
Well...
I can do it.
Marc!
-Brother...
-Kids, play fair!
Oh! Dad.
Dad!
So are you.
What?
Let's go.
I got this.
-No problem!
-OK, I'll drive then.
-Let's go.
-Not you.
-No way!
-You'd just get us into an accident!
Get in.
Which is better?
White?
Brown?
Or blue?
But that's nice, too!
Dad!
Why?
No.
What I want...
-Allan?
-OK. Sure. That's fine.
Oh, and...
I want a eulogy.
Yeah, Dad.
Dad.
I was thinking...
Precisely, Dad!
Dad.
Yes. OK.
I want it to be happy.
Take care!
-Good.
-OK.
Bryan, coffee?
In music.
-Just in music?
-Yeah.
What?
-Look!
-Beauty?
-No way...
-I'm the spitting image of her.
Let me see.
Give me that.
Me!
Stop arguing.
-I'm the one who got her looks, see--
-No way!
-No?
-No.
-Look.
-What happened?
Go on, hug!
-You do!
-Where?
-That one.
-There!
Yes! There!
-This one?
-Look.
-There. Right!
-It's Baby D!
Bahrain, right?
-Yeah.
-Yeah, we do.
I'm overwhelmed.
-Why?
-I'm so happy.
-Because of what?
-Dex was circumcised.
All together...
I dream that...
Uncle?
-I'm not.
-Wow.
Wait.
I'm scared.
Because...
if I tell them...
-Dad?
-Dad.
It was my doctor.
Why'd he call?
No reason.
-I'll go ahead.
-Bye, Dad.
-Jun!
-Bye, Bry!
-Take care!
-Bye, Jun!
-Bye, Cha!
-Hey, bye! Bye!
-Bye!
-I live here.
Finally!
Swim, of course!
I wonder...
My love,
Jun!
My phone fell.
Aha!
This?
Love triangle?
This is Baby.
My executive assistant.
She arranged everything for us.
Shall we?
-Come on!
-Dad!
It's a secret.
Pass it around!
You're forgetting.
You're supposed to be sick.
-Huh?
-Remember?
There, sis!
Dad!
Dad, careful!
-Dex!
-Yes?
Go on.
Yeah.
Right.
There!
Is that you?
-Move!
-Yeah, Bryan.
-For you.
-Dad?
What?
Dex?
-Camille, Dad.
-Camille.
He likes Aira.
There!
Thanks, sis.
Dex, plate?
Thanks, Bry.
Pansit?
I'm hungry!
Again?
Nice!
Baby D!
I have my own.
-Nice!
-Hey!
-Dad!
-Will that be long?
-Yes, Dad, sorry.
-His fault.
-Games?
-Yes!
Let's play!
Count us in!
-Wow!
-Cool!
We're reading...
"Dear Dad,
-Bry!
-Bryan!
Wow!
There's so many.
"Dear Dad,
Cha!
-Right!
-Wrong!
-Why?
-She chose Mr. Wrong.
Like Dad.
-Right, kids?
-Yes!
Next letter.
"Dear Dad,
-Dex?
-"I wish you were here."
Dex...
Eight or nine?
How sad!
-Pa?
-Yes?
You?
Probably at school.
Yeah, right!
I'm sorry.
On your birthday,
we'll have an ice cream party.
Next, Dad.
"Dear Dad,
We won the dance contest today.
We kicked ass!"
-Then who?
-Your Dad.
He taught us all.
You're obviously
still very much in love with me.
This one...
I can manage.
"Dear Dad,
-That's me!
-I think it's me.
That's me!
Hey!
-No, it's me!
-No, me!
-Game!
-Come on!
Let's go.
Move closer!
-Dad.
-Oh?
Like it?
It's lovely.
Jaring!
-Sir?
-Goodness!
Where's Allan?
I see.
-We're buying ice cream.
-Go ahead.
So many flavors...
This one.
Here.
-OK.
-I'll take these.
His brother.
King-Sized Pimple?
Bryan...
Dad.
Dad!
Hold on.
It's important.
-No!
-No!
Huh? Why?
Dexter Bonifacio.
-Mislead them.
-Mislead?
He's shy.
Bonifacio?
Relatives of Andres.
They're leaving.
-It's nothing.
-What do you mean it's nothing?
Let me.
Here.
I got it.
-Thank you.
-So, tell me.
They're blaming me
for the Sand & Sound Music Festival.
Exactly!
No.
Sweet!
-You're married?
-Wait! Let me explain!
Understood?
Click "like".
How painful!
It hurts!
DAD
Dad?
Dad.
Wouldn't it be better to sell the store?
Bry.
I know...
Please, son.
You know...
Bumped my head.
-Thank you.
-It's hot.
Bry!
-Pa!
-Allan.
Sure.
OK.
Uncle Bry!
-Really?
-Yup!
I'm sorry.
Really?
Wait.
With Juliana?
Yes.
Yes.
Biologically, yes.
I'm not.
So you're OK
with him not knowing you're his father?
Of course not.
For sure!
But Bryan...
It'll be OK.
Message him.
Now?
Yes, do it now.
Oh! Uncle!
Bechay! Allan.
Still coughing?
Not at all.
Jun.
Yes, Uncle.
What?
Which uncle?
Doc.
I got scared.
Dad...
Dad.
-I know.
-You should tell them then.
-Bry!
-Hey! You're too noisy.
-Ma.
-Yes?
OK.
It's nothing.
-What is it?
-Baby's kicking!
-Kicking?
-Yes.
He keeps moving.
Hey!
Calm down.
It is.
Absolutely right.
What now?
Yna!
Go on.
Yeah.
-Dad!
-Your favorite!
-Chicken soup!
-Dad, let me!
Yes!
Of course, because I'm with my family.
That's good.
Tomorrow.
Daddy Grandpa!
Dad! Hello!
-Allan.
-Hi, Cha.
Dad!
Too bad.
-Why?
-We would be complete,
When is he returning?
So we can all get together.
Yes.
Yes, why?
-Cha?
-Yes?
Where is Jerry?
Which country?
United States of...
Tagaytay?
What?
No, Dex!
-That's true.
-They look really happy.
Yes.
-I have a suggestion.
-What?
Besides...
-Of what?
-That...
if I tell them...
Hey, Louie.
And...
Who?
Dexter.
A lot.
How did it happen?
Come here.
Irresponsible!
Here we go again!
-A girl?
-She's not just any girl.
What family?
-Dex.
-Dad had the community council.
-Dex.
-Allan and Cha got married.
And you?
And me?
And Aira...
-Stop it.
-Your lives are all so perfect, right?
Right, Cha?
So they'll know
I'm not the only loser here.
Her husband?
Yes.
-Allan!
-Pa, stop it!
You're so stubborn!
OK!
For my children.
What?
Dad?
Is that why
you didn't want to get a second opinion?
No...
Or just you?
Bryan.
No, I...
Dad?
because I believed
you sincerely wanted to help out.
I am trying to help,
yet I'm still the arrogant one. Wow!
No!
No, right?
You, Allan...
I don't.
Yes, I can!
Sometimes, I wonder...
would I have been a better father
And...
I love you.
Promise, Pa?
Of course.
Of course.
Pork knuckles.
Bryan...
I'm sorry.
It's nothing.
or what I did,
No.
my idol.
Not because of
what you've achieved in life,
but because...
Big brother!
Big brother.
Grandma!
-This is my room?
-Yes.
Where's my kitchen?
-Why?
-You can't leave.
-OK?
-Why should I wait?
-Just stay.
-All right. You stay.
They miss you already.
He apologized.
Aren't we a team?
Nah.
-Come on!
-OK.
Jerry!
Wait, baby.
Gone!
Can we apply?
Uncle!
Look, there's three of us!
Where?
My love,
you'll be so pleased.
It's delicious!
Problem is,
I might not get to try it again.
It's my fault.
Because...
I lied to them.
This is on you.
Too soon.
I failed.
Not at all...
Dad...
So if...
we missed you...
We were difficult.
I forgot that
it was difficult for you too.
Sorry, Dad.
My turn?
you are...
That's why...
My love,
go ahead.
All good!
Here you go! That's for you!
-There!
-These are my grandkids!
ABCD! Yay!
-Go, Dad.
-Excuse me!
You're so noisy!
I am Mr. Kim.
He's my brother.
Yeah!
Excuse me too!
Punk?
-ABCD!
-What's that?
Dance showdown!
Make room!
Well?
Daddy!
Boo! Loser!
Go home!
You really have no chance against ABCD
-Well.
-He doesn't have what we have.
Let's dance!