Amorosa

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Found you!

Come. I'll show you something.

Just a second.

- What are you doing here, Jun?

- Don't go with Jerry!

Go home.

Your Mother must be looking for you.

What's this?

Why are we here?

Because we're alone here.

Jerry?

Hello, Sandra!

- No!

- Get her!

But this is seasonal.

I only did it for Mom.

Besides, I could probably bring her

to Canada in three years.

She won't need to work anymore.

- Thank you, honey.

- Plus...

she will be more relaxed

once we're there.

How about you?

Amiel?

Amiel?

- Mom! You scared it away!

- I'm sorry, Amiel.

- I didn't know.

- Aw, it flew away. Rommel will be sad.

Avvvv, Mom.

I'm so sorry.

At least you still have one.

But it will feel lonely.

Let's catch another one later, okay?

- There!

- Nobody move. Nobody move.

- Amiel, don't move.

- I'm not moving.

Get it, Rommel!

There's so much on your hair.

Mom, does beer taste good?

Beer?

You're still too young for that.

Wait till you grow up, okay?

Don't think about it right now.

I won't. Papa might get mad

if I ask him again.

Good boy.

Mom, can Rommel and

I play Aunt Lola's piano?

Sure.

Let me see.

Wow. Amiel's so handsome.

And Amiel's mommy is so beautiful.

Wait. Let me memorize your face

so I won't forget it.

I love you, son.

I love you, mom.

Rommel, let's practice?

Game.

Practice what?

We'll still go here even if

I can't see anymore, right?

I should learn my way

around the house, right?

Start practicing now.

Eight steps forward.

One to the left. Go.

Retinitis Pigmentosa, auntie.

There's no cure.

It's genetic.

He got it from me.

I'm the carrier.

It's my fault.

Do you know why

you're named Amorosa?

Because you're so loving.

Don't blame yourself.

It's not your fault.

You are a good mother.

Look at your children.

So, what do you think?

- Do you like the renovation I did?

- Yes, I do, Auntie.

I got this cheap.

I saw it in the ads.

I thought it would be

a good business, right?

Speaking of business,

how's yours and Lito's business doing?

Oh, Auntie.

What?

- We failed.

- Oh my God.

We couldn't save it

so we just sold it.

I told him it's a good thing

we had some money in the bank.

Don't worry.

I will give you this house.

You're like a ghost.

You come out of nowhere.

Are you a guest?

Sir, the gardener's assistant

is never invited to parties.

Once you all leave...

I'll be the one to patch up

the grass in the garden.

You caught two doves?

Of course. You can have them.

- Are you sure? Thanks.

- Yeah, take them.

I'm Rommel, by the way.

Amanda?

Take care of the doves, okay?

- Of course.

- Let's go, Amanda.

That's Mr. Pedro, my Uncle.

I plant the flowers because

they die when he does it.

His hands are too hot

because he's a healer.

Amanda, I'm not deaf.

Why are you making up stories?

I'm telling the truth.

I'm going to take them, okay?

- Thanks. I'll take care of them.

- Okay. Sure.

Don't worry.

I'll name one after you.

And I'll name the other one

after me-Amanda.

You're not yet circumcised,

but you already have a girlfriend.

Stop it, Amiel.

Mom, you look sad again.

Please smile.

Come here.

Rommel, do you remember our promise?

We'll take care of your brother.

No quitting. No giving up.

Yes, Mom. No quitting. No giving up.

We'll take care of big brother.

My son, you always give me strength.

- I love you so much.

- I love you too, mom.

For the best mommy

in the whole world.

Wow! More food!

- Thank you!

- Thank you!

MY boys.

, this school you want

to attend is too far away.

So inaccessible.

Mom, can I stay there while I study?

Are you crazy? Who told you

I'd let you be on your own?

If you really want to study here...

we'll just live in

Aunt Lola's pension house.

It's near the school.

Come on, Rosa. Let the boys be.

They're grown ups now.

You're turning them into Mama's boys.

Can't you see Amiel's condition?

You know he's blind.

Amiel, this is it, right?

Amiel, my son. You're back.

Big bro, you wanted

a blue rosary, right?

Here, I made this for you.

That's special.

Home for the blind?

Why didn't you tell me

this was a home for the blind?

What kind of mother do you think I am?

Mom, I never said

you weren't a good mother...

but I want to stay here.

Instead of working and earning money,

you're unable to because...

Don't use my work problems

as an excuse.

Mom, my eyes are gone.

It's more costly if you

hire someone to look after me.

And Dad was approved for work

in Abu Dhabi, right?

Rommel's here for you.

- Bro, it's all good.

- Rommel, you're about to graduate.

Isn't it more practical this way?

- No cost...

- Son, I can do something about it.

You don't have to live here.

I don't want to be

a burden anymore.

You'll never be a burden to us.

They're no longer babies.

And what's wrong if they want

to help us financially?

I'll be the one

to get us through this.

I won't let my children make sacrifices

for your failed ventures...

- Mom, Dad, stop it.

- You talk as if I'm a worthless father.

Well, who else got addicted

to gambling and drinking?

It's not my children's fault

that we lost all our savings...

and surely I'm not the one

who got us neck deep in debts.

Mom, please stop.

Amiel got his blindness

from the side of your family.

What happened?

You got into an accident, miss.

- Lito! Lito! Lito! Lito!

- The driver got thrown off.

- Please sit down.

- Help! Hurry!

The van's gonna fall.

Miss, you're hurt.

- Just sit down.

- My boys.

- I've got to get to them.

- Ma'am, just stay here.

[Amie]! Rommel!

Miss, who do we save first?

- Who do we save first?

- What do you mean?

- Please save both of my children.

- You need to choose.

The car will fall any minute.

Don't make me choose. I can't.

Miss, who do we save?

The one in glasses or the other one?

Please, Miss. Just stay put.

You might get hurt even more...

- if you don't stop.

- The one wearing glasses.

The one with glasses. Where is he?

Where's the one with glasses?

Where?

Amiel! Amiel!

Amiel.

Mom?

It's late, where's your brother?

He just went out. He'll be back.

Rommel. Cool.

Rommel. I want you to meet

some people, Dude.

My boys down south.

Yeah, sure. Just text me where.

Game?

Bro, this is okay, they're suppliers too.

Mom alert, man.

Dammit! I told you

she knew this place.

Sorry, Bro.

Rommel. Rommel.

Come on. Let's go home.

Mom, why are you here?

Go home.

I'll be home soon.

I don't need you to pick me up.

Ma'am, I'll take care of Rommel.

He's my bro. We're fine. Promise.

Rudolf, look at you.

And you're telling me

you'll take care of my son?

I know your antics. Just stop it.

Rommel, let's go. We're going home.

Mom, please.

Okay.

Fine, let's just go!

Rommel.

Bye, Rommel. Be safe.

You know, if you were in school,

I wouldn't have to do that.

Next school year...

- you're gonna study again.

- Mom!

If you ever pick me up again,

I won't forgive you.

Rommel, aren't you ever

going to listen to me?

You' re so annoying!

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