Metro Manila Page #5

Over.

Oscar:
You remember

the story of Alfred Santos?

Alfred was unfortunate.

He was desperate.

But...

...he did have a plan.

He demanded the stewardesses

to collect money from passengers.

In that pillowcase,

In that moment...

was the freedom

Alfred and his family needed.

Mommy?

Can we adopt the kitten?

Yes, but we have to ask

your father first.

Sorry to bother you, sir.

Are you sure

these are my husband's?

He was shot while trying to steal

in the Processing Control.

Good night.

What the f*** is going on?

Pardon me, sir.

We just got information that

your money box was targeted.

Control Base, Control Base,

This is Eagle.

What's up, Eagle?

Positive! The money box

is here. All clear!

- Go back to Control Base.

- Yes, sir.

Sorry, sir.

Farewell.

Oscar:
Alfred ordered the pilots

to descend to 2,000 feet,

and depressurize the cabin.

With him on his escape,

was a homemade parachute.

Made with silk

from his father's factory.

But Alfred Santos...

He will never sit on an armchair

as an old man.

Never be able to tell

his grandchildren...

how he jumped out of a plane

with enough money

to save them

from the poor suburb,

away from the people

pulling the strings.

The problem with Alfred's plan,

it was based on his fantasy.

He dreamt of jumping in the air.

He dived.

and of saving his family.

I too have the same dream

of saving my family.

But my plan was never based

on a revery.

It was based on the fact

there is no other way out.

Like Alfred Santos...

Now I know I will not get old

sitting on an armchair.

I will not be able to tell

our grandkids how we left poverty.

You have to tell it to them.

I'll be living in your hearts.

I know I'll be with you wheresoever.

And forevermore.

Base rough English subtitle

by:
LukeMassoud

With extensive overhaul

by:
Makiwaiba

Digital Cinema Package

Too Martnez

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