Hon? Marites, he’s fine now. He was discharged
from the hospital. He just needs to continue
taking his medicine. – You’re finally home, hon.
– Where are the kids? Kids? Kids? Hon. Are you still mad at me? Didn’t you get better after I took you to
the mental facility? I thought my husband
had finally recovered, but our nightmare
wasn’t over. Hon! Hon! That’s enough, hon! Hon! Enough! That’s enough, hon! – Our Father who art in heaven!
– Hon! Grant our prayers! – Our Father who art in heaven!
– Enough! Grant our prayers! Our Father who art in heaven,
grant our prayers! – Our Father…
– Enough! Grant our prayers! Our Father who art in heaven! – Grant our prayers!
– Hon! – Our Father…
– Hon! Victor, what happened
the other night? Did you see
Miss Maring again? You wouldn’t listen to me. I told you to take me
to a witch doctor. Or to a priest! But what did you do? You took me to a doctor. And were they able
to cure me?! Did I defeat the witch? No! I didn’t! Are you going
to listen to me now? Are you taking my side? Are you going to listen to me? I’ve always been on your side. Even if you end up
hating me, I will do what I believe
is good for you. Victor… You’re on Miss Maring’s
side, aren’t you? You’ll thank me someday. You’re on her side. I’m doing this for you. Marites, I’m not crazy. I’m not crazy. I need a priest
and witch doctor. You said you’re on my side! I’m not crazy. Ma’am. – Mama!
– Mama! [KIDS CRYING] Come with us, sir. [KIDS CRYING] Call a witch doctor! Or a priest! I knew that Victor’s
rehabilitation will take time. And I was willing to
wait for him. Marites. Victor.