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- Ouch!

Lewinsky!

We had a good game!

Lewinsky!

How are you?

We're gonna go, man.

Okay.

- Good game!

- Next time.

How are you, Lewinsky?

Hi Jessie.

Hello!

Wow. You're asking how my dog is.

Because most of the time,

dogs are easier to talk to.

They don't lie and pretend

like their owners do.

And I'm lying and pretending?

You are.

That poem about the turtle.

It's not about the sister you lost.

It's about you.

You are the little lost turtle.

Why do you hate me so much, AJ?

I don't hate you.

I just don't want to be

friends with you anymore.

Because?

You're complicated!

You once said that all you

wanted was to be loved.

Yet when someone loved you,

you turned him away.

- Buboy, game!

- Game!

Is the timer ready?

Hold on, Sis.

Idol, the tide is strong.

Please be careful, sister.

Don't worry.

I'm not going to drown.

Promise, you'll come back?

Of course!

Timer's ready, Sis! Game!

- Okay, game!

- Sis, practice first!

Okay!

1-2-3!

For Mama! For Junior! For Buboy!

For Grandma!

Even if she's grumpy?

Even so!

And of course, for Papa!

1-2-fight!

- Go Idol!

- Go Idol!

The winner...

Arnel Diaz of Morato High School!

What do fish win in competitions?

What?

Trofish!

Are you ready to win a trofish?

I feel like I'm a fish

being sliced and filleted.

I'm so nervous I could die.

Why are you so nervous?

My opponents are really good!

See that pretty girl?

She's won this event

three years in a row!

So what?

You're still the winner in my heart.

Ana!

You have to step it up!

You are our school's

last hope of winning!

You can beat that Santiago girl!

Are you ready?

Sir, I need to pee.

What?! Pee in the pool!

I feel like pooping

and barfing too...

I gotta go...

Jess, I want you to do your best.

You will win this again.

- You can do it! Okay.

- Yes, Coach.

Amy, where are you?

Jessie's event is about to begin!

I'm already here. In the washroom.

Hurry up!

Okay. Thanks.

You can do this, Ana.

You can do this.

Good luck.

Thank you, ma'am.

Heaven, heaven...

Ana, the race is about to start.

Come on!

Coming!

Hurry!

Joanna?! My child!

Ladies and gentlemen!

This is the 25th Salvador-Martinez Cup!

We now come to the much-awaited

100-meter women's freestyle division.

Introducing first,

starting on lane one...

Jandy Sombillo

of Holy Spirit High School.

Lane number two,

Camille Guerrero of Ridgemont College

Lane number three...

Marjarey Kasel Politico,

- of Southridge College

- For Mama, for Papa...

for Junior, for Buboy, for Grandma.

Lane number five, Ana Bartolome

of San Miguel High School

Lane number six, Jessica Santiago

of Colegio De San Martin.

Go Jessie!

Go Ana!

Go Ana!

Go!

Go Jessie!

- Go, go, go, Jessie!

- Go Jessie!

- Go Jessie, go!

- Go!

- Go Jessie!

- Go!

Go Ana!

And the winner is

- lane number five,

- Yes!

Ana Bartolome from

San Miguel High School.

- This is for you, Papa.

- Second place lane number six,

Jessica Santiago.

- Amy!

- Ariel! Jeff!

Did you see her?

Did you see your sister?!

She was so good!

Too bad she didn't win.

She won!

Yes, second place.

Second?

No! Not Jessica, Joanna!

The winner, that's Joanna!

I finally found her!

I found our daughter, Ariel!

Hey Jessie, you did great.

Thanks Dad.

Congratulations.

Mommy,

I'm sorry I only placed second...

It's okay.

The important thing

is your sister's here.

Michael!

Amy!

Joanna...

Joanna!

Ana!

You're the best!

You're indeed the best!

You're the pride of Zambales!

- Look at this, Michael!

- Wow! Amazing!

Joanna, my child!

I waited 12 years.

I searched for you.

I always believed you were alive!

- Twelve years...

- Amy.

I'm sorry.

I don't understand...

Sir Stan?

Excuse me, lady. Are you okay?

Joanna, don't you remember me?

I'm your mom!

Amy.

I'm sorry.

Are you her father?

I'm her teacher.

Your wife sounds crazy.

No, I'm not!

She's my daughter!

- Joanna, I'm your mom...

- Amy, calm down.

I'm sorry.

It's just that 12 years ago,

we lost our daughter.

No...

And my wife thinks

that you're our daughter...

Joanna.

That's impossible.

My name is Ana.

Ana Bartolome.

I know Ana and the Bartolomes.

And I'm sure she's not

the child you're looking for!

No!

I can prove to you

that she is my daughter.

- Ana, wait!

- Joanna, our song!

The song, baby!

What... song?

The one I taught you

when you were young.

Do you remember?

Heaven, heaven,

heaven when I'm with you.

Darkness, darkness turns into night

Do you remember now,

my baby?

You're not my mother. I'm sorry.

Let's go.

Joanna... Joanna.

Let's go!

Joanna... she's my daughter.

That's Joanna!

Why wouldn't you believe me?!

I want to but this

is not the first time!

But this time I'm sure, Ariel!

That girl is Joanna!

And if she's not, then what?!

Isn't it enough that we

lost her once already?!

How many times are we

going to get heartbroken?!

How long are you

going to be in mourning?!

When will you allow

yourself to be happy?

When will you ever allow

this family to be happy?!

I'm sorry,

if I'm getting in the way

of your happiness!

And I'm sorry,

if I can't easily forget Joanna

just like all of you have!

And I'm so sorry, Ariel,

if I never stopped

loving my daughter!

I'll do everything

to have Joanna back!

So just because I chose to move on,

I didn't love Joanna?!

Just because I couldn't cry

in front of you, I wasn't hurting?!

Is that what you think?!

- Ana is amazing, isn't she?

- She is!

Help yourself.

Let's eat.

- Grab a plate!

- I will!

Don't be shy.

Help yourself. Eat as much as you

want. I cooked all of that.

Why so serious?

What's up?

I don't look like any of them.

Duh.

You don't have a twin.

You're the only one...

in my life...

in all our lives, I mean.

If I had a fish now,

I'd turn it into...

a flat iron.

A flat iron?

I'd use it on your face

to straighten out that frown!

There! Smile!

If losing my identity...

and my family

is the price of winning,

then how I wish

I'd just lost the race.

Ana.

Is that really my name?

Ana?

Dad, to be honest,

I don't want her to be my sister.

She beat me.

Dad, but if she really is Joanna,

if we can complete

our family again...

I'd let her win every time.

Dad, please.

Let's find Joanna for Mommy.

I'll go to bed now.

Go ahead Ma!

We'll take care of everything here.

Ana, the bucket is full already.

The councilor told me

he'll ask the mayor...

to give you a scholarship

to go to college in Manila.

If you study there,

you could get a job

in the canteen

of Michael's aunt.

Ana,

You're so quiet.

Is there a problem?

Are you okay?

Ana?

I don't look like you.

And I don't look like Papa either.

Might as well.

We're not really all that attractive.

When I was in Manila,

a stranger approached me.

She knows the song

that you taught me,

the one you always

hum to me when I cry.

The woman said she

taught me that song.

And she says that...

I'm the daughter she lost.

Ma, you were the one who

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