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BALANGIGA won first prize in the 2010 kaSAYSAYan Historical Scriptwriting Contest, sponsored by the Film Development Council of the Philippines (FDCP). This unproduced screenplay is uploaded for EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES ONLY. If you wish to enter into a production deal, please contact the author at petelacaba(a)gmail.com.
His words ripped my heart. The argument that day was short but for me, that was the last straw. I’ve had enough. My words are always misinterpreted. I meant something else and he understood it differently. Is my grammar too Asian?
You stand five feet away from me, and I try not to look. I've been trying so hard not to look all night. I glance at my watch. Ten minutes pass one, a little late for me, but it doesn't matter. Nothing matters.
Malakas ang ulan. Ngunit umaaraw. May kinakasal na tikbalang. Tumayo ang mga testigo dahil dinemanda ang nanay ng bida dahil sa pagnanakaw ng bagoong kaya sinampal niya ang kaniyang aso dahil kinain niya ito ng hilaw. Nagkamot na lang ng ulo ang aso dahil hindi pa ito naliligo. Humatsing si Tatang. Si Tatang Namoh pala ang bida dito, binata pero meron siyang tatlong anak. Dahil inanakan siya ng tatlong babaeng hindi niya kilala. At ang tatlong anak niya ay inanakan din, kaya siya tinawag na Tatang Namoh.
His walk from the water edge to the rock where I sit was like forever. Then, I felt his warmth, his skin lightly touching mine. He sat next to me. Gently, he took my hand, kissed it, and pressed it against his chest. I froze. I felt my hand sweat. The back of my hand could feel the rapid beating of his heart while he rubbed his palm on mine with his other hand.
Talaga nga bang maswerte ako?
Naranasan ko na naman ang panandaliang saya, nang nagkayayaan kami ng mga kaibigan kong manood ng sine. Yan lang ang libangan naming mga OFW, ang maghintay ng bagong pelikula na Tagalog. Mabuti nga, medyo madalas na ngayon ang mga Tagalog na palabas. Kamakailan lang, si Aga Muhlach at si Anne Curtis... maganda pero hindi ako maka-relate, sobrang pangmayaman ang tema ng storya.
Noong Sabado, maganda, si Sharon Cuneta. Ang daming mga eksena na hawig na hawig sa buhay ko, buhay naming mga OFW.
War. Lost lives. The fire that tears lovers apart. The flames of war are ablaze once again.
“General --- we are losing men. We need you and your troops ---”
Legna sat on his chair and kept on looking at the window. He was pretending to be serious in listening to the captain’s request for back-up.
He introduces himself to her and gives out his hand. She shakes it with such confidence and smile, with such bursting congeniality that she almost surprises herself. Since when was she this good at introductions? Now only if she remembers where she left her voice... time stood still for a moment and she finds herself stuck in half a breath ago.
Honey! Don't forget your briefcase! I screamed down the hallway. I looked around the corner, but Hank had already left. Damn! Now he is going to call home when he gets to the office and berate me on how he forgot his briefcase. I had gotten used to being blamed for his forgetful mind. Oh well. I could feel the steam from the bathroom coming out into the hallway. Shit! I'm going to lose all my hot water!
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