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I don't know why she had to choose me.

But...

Instead of a mama's boy...

...they teased me as a "mama's girl"

Mama's girl!

Take it easy, man.

Don't blame yourself.

You're better off. Just mama's... mama's boy.

How about me? The wife's boy, man.

I didn't have any friends too.

At the faculty, sure, my co-teachers but not friends.

And you already know about Chairman Arbuleda.

That geezer was probably already

alive during Rizal's days.

The other teachers...

They're not my kind.

Uh, it's different.

At home, the wife's the Chairman. Sometimes, even the Dean.

It's okay but...

sometimes...

...you just want a friend, right?

Uh, a friend, a real friend. A brother.

That's why we should still stay.

We have a lot of friends here.

Unity...

Unity... One will, one purpose.

- Arni Enriquez.

- Here, master.

Pacoy Ledesma.

- Here, master.

- Sid Lucero.

- Here, master.

- Pete Magtibay.

Here, master.

- Ding Quintos.

- Here, master.

- Santi Santillan

- Master.

Santillan, until now, still the same.

Here, master.

Face your left side.

Right hand, forward.

Brother.

To the other room, quick!

Stop

Lower your hands.

Face your left side.

Take your blindfolds off.

Roxas.

Sit down.

Roxas volunteered, as a sign of penance.

He shouldn't have thought of backing out.

Like the other ones here.

He had second thoughts at the start

of where the frat's headed.

He had doubts...

...about the importance of this in our lives.

Roxas will sit for the all of you.

For all of your sins to the frat.

Good evening, sir.

Good evening.

What we're doing today is pretty simple.

Roxas always has to get the questions right.

Or else this...

is his punishment.

Alright, it's working.

Be quiet.

Let's start.

1 + 1?

Two.

- You forgot your manners.

- 1 + 1?

Two, master.

Who's your Grade 1 teacher?

- Master...

- Who's your Grade 1 teacher?

Miss Abad, master. Miss Abad.

Now, who did your Grade 1 teacher marry?

Master...

Hey, don't butt in.

99-3521.

Subtract that to Pacoy Ledesma's number.

What's the result?

- Master, come on.

- B*tch, didn't they teach you how to subtract?

Argh, stop it, Dad. I can't take it anymore, Pa.

Pa, I can't take it anymore.

I can't handle it anymore, Pa.

Stop it.

Master, I think that's being a bit unfair.

Even we can't answer those questions.

Unfair, huh?

It's unfair? Okay, you press the button now.

Come on, do what he says.

Square root of 91?

Square root?

91?

Square root of 91!

Press it.

Master...

- This is too...

- You think you know better than us? Press it.

Lucero!

Only female mosquitoes bite.

True or false?

Mosquitoes?

Only female mosquitoes bite? True or false.

True, master.

False.

Dogs. They bite too.

Press it.

Quintos.

Martial law. It has benefited our society.

True or false?

Press it.

Magtibay.

Martial law. It has benefited our nation.

True or false?

Press it.

Ledesma.

Ronnie, answer it. Ronnie.

Martial law. It has benefited our nation.

True or false?

Ronnie.

Ronnie, answer it. Ronnie.

Ronnie, please answer it. Ronnie.

- Ronnie, please answer it.

- Press the button!

Ronnie, answer. Please answer it.

- Ronnie, Ronnie, please answer the question.

- Come back here.

I don't want to.

Come back here!

I don't want to.

You don't want to?

No.

You don't want to?

No, I don't want to.

I don't want to.

Fine, make him sit in the electric chair.

No. I don't want to! No, take your hands off me!

- Get off me! I didn't lose faith at all!

- That's enough!

- That's enough.

- Get off me! Get your hands off me!

- Choose me, instead.

- No! I don't want to! I don't want the electric chair!

That hurts. That's going to hurt.

That's enough, brother.

Good.

That's my boy.

- Good work.

- Thank you, sir.

Oh, what are you thinking?

That was just a game.

That's fake.

All of that, fake.

Just trust your fraternity.

Our fraternity.

That's all.

But don't get me wrong.

The important thing is your own decision.

They're not asking for what you can't do.

But whether it's right or wrong,

you have to make a decision.

Each of you.

Ronnie's father's right.

Everything they ask us to do is for the frat.

B*tch, what frat!? You're really good at pure talk.

You just keep talking about the frat.

But what did you do when there was mayhem?

Nothing. You just stared.

The masters know what they're doing.

You don't run out of something to say, do you?

You already know how to play tricks like them.

You're still a neophyte yet

you already think like a master.

- That's enough.

- Stop it.

Nothing good's going to happen

to us if we're just like this.

No blaming each other.

We're one batch, right?

That's the problem.

You're being tricked by your fellow batchmates.

You! You knew their gimmick,

and you just went along.

B*tch, what was I to do? You think I enjoyed it?

- I didn't want to anymore

- Why did you come back then?

This is what I got from my dad.

You're really okay, man.

What's your decision?

I'm staying.

Alpha kappa omega.

- Alpha kappa omega.

- The fraternity is the beginning and the end.

The fraternity is the beginning and the end.

Just like the feet, the hands, and the eyes.

- One can't function purely on one's own.

- More than unity...

- ...is what our brotherhood plans to achieve.

- Brotherhood, alpha of power.

- Power, the protector of justice.

- Justice, the purpose of unity.

Unity, omega of brotherhood.

Alpha, kappa, omega.

The fraternity's the beginning and the end.

- Alpha, kappa, omega.

- The fraternity is the beginning and the end.

- Alpha, kappa, omega.

- The fraternity is the beginning and the end.

- Alpha, kappa, omega.

- The fraternity is the beginning and the end.

What the hell? Come on, make it quick. Our number's almost up.

- Is everyone here?

- Arni Enriquez left again, master.

Motherf***er! I'm really getting pissed off at that Arni Enriquez!

Lucero, find where your friend is.

Yes, master.

Tau Alpha Omicron's more infamous, isn't it?

It's a competition for fame among those frats.

I know. Did you see AKO's sets?

- Which one? The cabaret?

- Yes, their costumes are pretty good.

Pretty heavy competition, man.

Why the hell are you jealous?

Their number's just pure faggotry. Is that a frat?

Oh, Arnie.

What the hell? We're almost up, and you still don't have make-up.

Oh, I'll be the one to put your make-up on.

- No need to. We have a make-up artist.

- What? I'm pretty good.

I'll be the one to put your make-up.

- Arnie!

- Okay!

Dude, your sister's here.

Who is she with?

Who else?

Oh, where are we going after the show?

It's up to you.

What time will you be finished anyway?

Okay, just stand by, you guys.

Motherf***er!

Abet, let me go!

- Ouch, you're hurting me!

- Abet!

Motherf***er, I told you to

stop going out with Tina.

- Why the hell do you care!?

- You motherf***er.

Lucero! Stop that, all of you!

- Stop it.

- Abet...

If you want our frats to fight, not here.

Outside.

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