Heavenly Touch Page #3
- Year:
- 2009
- 90 min
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- Almost a year ago.
l just woke up one day, and he was gone.
Gone also were my TV...
DVD player...
laptop...
ref...
aircon!
Worst of all... he stole my collection
of X-rated man-to-man movies.
F*ggot!
What an animal!
Animal!
Animal! Animal!
Thank goodness. You're finished.
Silly! Just taking a break.
That guy is awesome. He's so good!
Wait, friend. We're going to Jen's
birthday, remember?
Sorry, l can'tjoin you.
- l have things to do. - What?
- Yes, with the boy upstairs.
And before you leave, please call the spa.
Tell them their boy is staying for the night.
l'm gonna squeeze him dry. He'll go home
crawling with his tongue hanging out.
- You're unbelievable!
- Love you, too!
- Any new ones?
- Of course. Plenty.
You'll see, one nicer than the next one.
You're right. Look at that one.
- He's a performer, that one.
- Does he go all the way?
- Of course. Make your choice.
- How about that one?
- Which one?
- OK, wait.
This one. That one. Hurry. Be good.
You look great in pairs. Love team!
What if they just lie down and do nothing?
- That's not the style here.
Off you go! Make it good.
Hi! lt's the gay mute.
Which one? Everyone's handsome.
OK. Wait.
This one? Come.
He's mute but a big tipper. Make him happy.
Hey, you little brat.
Have fun you two.
Hello, Heavenly Touch.
Mrs. De los Reyes! Home service?
You want Tony. Sure. Later. Thanks.
Tony!
- Tony!
- Mama Orange?
You have home service.
Mrs. De los Reyes of San Juan.
- The one who smells like dried fish?
- Yes. Why? Don't want to go?
lt's morning already. l'm about to go home.
You're her choice. You can't say no whether
she smells like dried fish or smoked fish.
- Go!
- Fine. l'll go.
Mama Orange, where's Rodel?
Don't wait for him.
His guest is keeping him overnight.
- Really?
- Yes. Why?
The one with the mole below the eye.
Looks like Nora Aunor.
Ate Guy? You mean, Laverne?
Why? What did he do?
He paid with me these - gift certificates.
But this is worth two thousand. Not bad.
What's the problem?
Look closer. They're expired.
You're damn right! What an ass!
Don't worry, Jonard.
l'll make sure he pays you.
- lt's alright.
- No. l'll make him pay.
l just don't wanna see him again.
Jonard. Hi there.
Biboy, how are you?
l'm OK. Why are you alone?
Rodel has gone overnight with his home sevice.
l heard you got swindled by Ate Guy.
Yeah, that's right.
That weirdo!
Told me l look like his ex-boyfriend.
Then he stiffed me.
That's his modus operandi.
He did that to me, too. He's crazy.
Come with me, let's beat him up.
No, thanks. lt's fine.
Where are you headed? l'll give you a ride.
No, thanks.
Jonard, anytime you got a problem,
especially with money, you can come to me.
l can help you.
- Thanks. See you.
- Bye.
Jonard! Jonard!
- What's up?
- Rodel! l thought you're on overnight service.
- l slipped out. Can l sleep
over at your house? -Sure.
Here, your favorite.
Chicken wings! Thanks.
Wait. lt's better to drink
when you have company.
l know you've had a stressful day.
When was the last time you had a day-off?
Day-off? What's that?
You need a break, Ma.
What's this?
Spending money for your day-off.
l won big in the cockfight today.
Thanks. Now, l can have the aircon fixed.
That's yours. l'll take care of the aircon.
- Really?
- Sure.
Thank you.
That Sheila worked me to the bone.
Horny as hell. Six hours, non-stop.
And she wanted one more round.
l said one more, and l'd be releasing blood.
ls she sexy?
A champ. And she tips as big as her tits. Winner.
- Like screwing a pornstar.
- Good.
- What happened to your briefs?
- Sheila took them for souvenir.
Unbelievable. Want to borrow?
l have boxers in the closet.
No need. Tomorrow, lend me boxers and a T-shirt.
Tonight, it's fresher this way.
Going to school tomorrow? l mean, later?
Nope. l'll sleep till afternoon.
OK. Good night.
Doreen, who told you to
call Dad and ask for help?
But we need money to pay the bank.
Dad would help us.
So did you talk to him?
l know, he would listen if l got to talk to him.
But his mistress answered the phone.
She was mean.
Serves you right.
l told you many times to forget about Dad.
He has forsaken us, so just consider him dead!
- So what will we do?
- Let me handle it...
Just take care of Mom.
l promise you, we're not
going back to the slums.
You should go back to school
next school opening.
- Off to work? - l borrowed
your boxers and this shirt.
l'm not coming to work.
Sheila just texted me to ask me back.
Did you call Mama Orange about that?
We're not supposed to deal directly with
our guests. Sir Tong might find out.
Only if you snitch on me.
By the way, take this.
- What's that for?
- That's all yours.
That's what l earned from Sheila last night.
l know you need it.
Thanks.
l'm here to help you.
ls that all?
Heck, we've done four rounds.
l'm all spent.
l thought you were strong.
You're something else.
Can l bring my friend next time?
- ls he handsome? - Yes. And younger
than me. Let's do a threesome.
Sure. Sh*t! My boyfriend's calling.
Be quiet.
Hello. Hi, Daddy!
Of course, l'm all alone. Yes.
Where? Tagaytay? Now?
Your driver will pick me up?
OK. l'll get dressed. Bye. Love you.
- Get dressed. Quick!
- l thought we're doing this till morning.
Hurry up. Here. That's ten thousand.
More than enough.
- Thanks, Sheila. You're really the best.
Wait... - What?
- Aren't you taking this for souvenir?
- Sh*t! Just wear two next time. Be gone!
- Thanks. This is too much.
- lt's nothing.
Hope you like it. lt's not brand-new,
butjust two months old.
Thanks. This is still expensive in Greenhills.
Text me always.
- Of course. Just keep sending me load.
- Sure!
My home service was a pest.
Took ages to come.
My guest couldn't get it up no matter what.
My mouth got sore from trying to get him hard.
Enough gossiping. Get dressed.
My home service last night was an actor.
Used to be famous.
His room was very dark.
Just two candles in the corners.
And he had a shawl on his head.
As if all the callboys in Manila
didn't know he's gay!
l had a regular guest like that.
Also an actor.
Loved costume play.
The first time he asked me to play soldier.
Second time l played doctor.
- l put my stethoscope up his ass.
- You're a pig!
To each his own trip.
Where did you get that phone?
That's expensive.
My guest last night.
Must be in love with me.
Beware. Don't give him any illusions.
How much would l get for this?
But Lito might look for it.
What does he care? lt's already yours.
Where's the phone l gave you?
Why? You want it back?
Gave it to my sister. ls it OK?
lt's OK.
l earned ten thousand from Sheila yesterday.
l'll give it to you later.
You just gave me money yesterday.
Keep some for yourself.
l know you need it.
You're right. Thanks.
Ren!
Sir?
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