Girl, Boy, Bakla, Tomboy Page #6
- Year:
- 2013
- 102 min
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to get back together?
Ma, are you from Hope Foundation?
No.
Because you're getting your hopes up.
You're hoping to get back together
to get hurt again.
So pessimistic.
Why can't you just
let them be happy?
Can't you see?
They're like spoon and fork...
bread and butter, soy sauce and vinegar,
they fit together!
What?
Like the two of us, we're a pair.
You, who's your pair? Harry, right?
It's your relationship with Harry
that you should be minding.
That's what I'm afraid of.
I have a feeling that
Blondie has a plan.
She will do everything
to get Harry from me!
Don't think about those things.
We can be one happy family again
if they get back together. Right?
Try this.
How is it?
Delicious! In fairness.
Looking good!
You too, bro.
Sorry, bro.
I forgot you're fresh from surgery.
Sorry, sorry.
What did you do?
Sorry, bro.
Jesus Christ!
You know I just came from surgery
and that I'm still recovering.
If my liver gets damaged again,
I don't know who else can donate.
Don't worry. We can ask Reno.
Who's Reno?
Liver spread.
Why did you come here?
Dad's not here.
I didn't come here for Dad.
I wanted to talk to you.
What seems to be the problem?
It's about our sibling who has
out-of-this-world b*obs.
You mean Girlie?
Who else has b*obs among
the four of us but Girlie?
So what's this?
Hey! Those aren't b*obs.
I'm sleep-deprived. Those are eyebags.
So what about Girlie?
Please talk to her.
Tell her to stop flirting with Harry.
Mark will surely get mad.
Okay, I will try my best.
But I cannot promise I can persuade her.
I mean, she's really hard-headed
and hard-chested. She never listens.
I just don't want our family
to be broken again.
I don't want the four of us fighting.
I want the four of us
together in peace. Happy.
I feel you, bro.
Ouch!
You're such a Joker.
You're such a Batman.
Batman, Joker.
Is it okay for you
to stay here beside me?
I think something wrong's gonna happen.
If you don't stop flirting,
I'll make sure that happens.
I'm afraid!
I'll just be here.
Blondie. Here's your order
of crispy pork drenched in vinegar.
50"!!-
Excuse me.
You're such a slut!
She tripped me.
Sorry, my leg won't even touch you.
I smell like vinegar.
I'm sorry.
Go upstairs and take a bath.
Oh my gosh!
Hey.
Sorry.
What are you doing here?
I'm looking for the toilet.
Toilet? There's one downstairs.
Down there?
Sorry, if I can't go with you.
Somebody might see us
and I might get fired.
I will call somebody. Wait here.
No.
Just kiss me.
So I'd be brave enough
to go to the toilet... alone.
You shameless people! How crass!
there's nothing darker than your heart!
Boyfriend stealer!
Excuse me?
Boyfriend?
You two are not even together!
Harry! Tell him you're not a couple.
Come on, tell him!
Tell him that you're not
in a relationship.
Tell him!
I'm not a "him", I'm a "her"!
No. You're a "him"!
Vguhs a 'him n!
You pee in the men's room
while I go to the ladies'.
And when I pee, I do it sitting down,
while you do it standing.
If I sit down then
my thing will get wet!
'(Wm a uh' mu'
Yes! My fist is a "him"...
and if I punch your face,
let's see if you can still get up.
Push it!
Oh push it?
Wait!
Our daughter is so good!
- Just like me. You're really good!
- Good job!
You're so good.
Ma. Where's Blondie?
She went with that man
whose shirt was spilled with vinegar.
Where's Mark?
Big trouble!
Peter, let's follow them.
If that's a problem,
then we should go with you.
No Ma, you stay here.
We'll take care of this.
Someone will sing "I Am What I Am",
"Rico Mambo" and "Shake Body Body Dancer".
I'll take care of this.
Hey, that's enough!
Enough! Stop fighting!
Stop it!
That's enough!
It's that fag snatcher's fault!
You snatched everything away from us!
Get out of here!
Go back to America
and don't ever come back!
Fag! Fag! Fag! Fag!
Didn't I tell you
to stop doing this to Mark?
And why would I listen to you?
Excuse me, I'm the eldest here.
How come?
I'm first in the title of this movie fi
"Girl, Boy, Gay, Lesbian"
So I'm the youngest?
Is your Brother Mark home?
Ma.
Yes Ma. He's been crying in his room.
So I went out.
I'm afraid I might
get drowned in his tears.
Go and sleep in his room.
Just get a floater so you
won't drown in his tears, okay?
Good night, Ma.
Pia...
I think we have to do something
to reconcile our two girls.
It's hard to talk to Mark
when he's angry.
I'll take care of this.
I'll set them up.
We'll bring them to a nice place.
I thought you're also a standee.
Don't start it.
Sorry.
Wait, why are you pissed?
Nothing. I just don't like
Oh, okay.
Gotcha!
In fairness to the timing of this
vacation, it's also our birthday.
This would've been happier
if we were complete.
But we're complete. Me, you, mother.
Are we just triplets now?
That's what I'm saying.
Don't be like that.
Just be happy. Okay?
Let's all be positive! Happy!
Oh!
There they are!
There they are! Come on!
- Pia... Pia...
- Hello.
Your children.
- Son.
- Hello.
Hello, Girlie.
I knew it. This is a trap.
But if you think we're going to make up
because it's our birthday...
you got H all wrong.
My daughter, you've been fighting
for so long already.
Can't you just make up?
I just want to go home.
This is nice.
Can I check it out?
Sure.
That is really nice.
Actually, I'm wearing one right now.
And it suits me well.
I don't know if I can say
the same for you.
These lenses are really impressive.
It's clear, but when exposed
to the sun, they get dark.
Just like the heart of my twin.
That's really impressive.
Just like your armpits.
Even without sunlight,
they're already dark.
I'll try this later.
I'll just get a scrub.
My son, I hope you can forgive
your sister Girlie.
Why isn't she the one asking
for my forgiveness?
Forgive her, bro.
Don't fuss over a guy.
You speak as if
there is a surplus of hot guys.
If they're so many,
why did you have to be one?
Bro, the thing is you love
with all your heart.
You think your heart is bigger
than Girlie's chest.
That's why you feel so heavy inside.
My son, I know you understand better.
And I know you'll be
a good example to her.
So this is how it feels to be
embraced by your father.
How I wish I felt this during
When was that?
That summer when
I had to be circumcised.
I was so afraid.
I'm the only one without a father.
What happened?
I backed out.
Son... Do you still want
to push through with it?
No!
I can see it from here.
Son, your father just told me
that you had a fight with Girlie.
That's true, Ma.
It's because of Girlie.
She has no conscience.
After what Mark has done for me?
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