Barumbadings (2021) Movie Script
This man beated and bruised, attacked,
he says, because he's gay.
A gay man was stabbed to death inside
his apartment in Caloocan City.
Attacked, Olsen says happened,
because he is gay.
There's been a
series of murders of
prominent gay celebrities
here in our country
The authorities suspect only
one group is responsible.
A Filipino transgender was killed
while on vacation in Australia.
The suspect, who once allegedly
mentioned the victim
to his friends,
has been arrested and charged.
We're hearing about murders of famous gay
personalities almost every week.
Last month, three gays were believed
to be victims of hate crime.
...report on the possible involvement
of another American soldier
in the case of the murder of
a transgender in Olongapo City.
found inside an abandoned car is
the corpse of a transgender woman
who was possibly killed in another location
before being brought there.
The family of the victim
who was mercilessly killed
in Negros Oriental
is calling for justice.
Here is the report.
and it does not seem
to stray far from the other
cases of victims of
gay hate crime recently.
The Filipino Hair Goddess Chingga OB
was killed by a gunshot through the head
at the main branch
of her chain of salons.
Here unindentified
criminals meet fellow
vigilantes called
Barumbadings (Gay Thugs)
The head was wrapped in plastic and
had a bullet wound to the neck.
A transgender woman was found in
a most tragic state in an abandoned car.
Gay groups will gather on the streets
next week for a massive protest
in condemnation of the violence
against the LGBTQ community.
Some members of the
LGBTQ+ community underwent
forced haircuts in an
incident in Maguindanao.
A board member in Maguindanao
stated that
the perpetrators should have opted
to first give them a warning or reprimand.
and videos of the enemies
of the gay vigilante group
is the reason for the series
of killings in our town.
Meanwhile, sad news from
the world of Fashion.
The famous designer,
not only here in our country
but also across the Globe,
Mother Joy Del Mundo,
shot dead right at
her Benefit Fashion Show.
For more details, here is the report
I love what you did with
your cacti arrangement, Izzy!
And nothing beats
Jopay's venus fly trap!
"Perfect!"
said Miss Vilma Santos
in her Breeze commercial.
But I'm sorry, Miss V.
Nobody is perfect!
Like us.
Like her.
A bootylicious body
lying in perfection.
A dead body succumbed
by Beauty and Danger.
An angel in the between
beauty and danger.
Thorns placed not to harm
but to protect oneself
from getting hurt again
by a world that shuns those
who are happy and free.
Now, they can never go near you
to hurt you, use you,
fool you, and abuse you.
Because that's the familiar
scene in a gay person's wake.
All those tears for her in exchange
for all the life she gave...
before she died!
Your backup dancers are on time.
Whoever said they died
beautiful is a fool.
Nobody dies beautiful!
There is no beauty in death.
There are no salons in the after-life.
Dead mother!
Dead all!
You're gays that's why
you're weaklings!
Hey you gays, go away!
We're gonna play!
Boys! How?
Jerks think they got big dicks!
Obviously, girl!
Hey you blowies.
Don't come playing
here in our court.
Poor gays aren't allowed here.
Hey! If you must know--
What was that?
You sluts! Go on!
Try fighting back.
We'll tell DSWD so they'll
lock you up again.
They'll get locked up again!
What are you wearing?
Go change!
This is what boys should
be wearing, not that!
And you!
What is that?
Remove your makeup!
Hurry up!
Remove it!
It's time to rumble!
Damn gays!
"Gays are beautiful and kind."
Where are the tricycles?
We're going to be late.
Balut! (Duck egg)
-Oh my God!
-Homo!
Balut!
So annoying!
Homo!
Ouch!
You're bad!
Don't come near here, Trixie Ann!
We have a contest to go to!
Hey! Hey! Kids!
Kids! Stop it! Cut it out!
You're bad!
What the hell!
Screw you!
Mother!
Oh my!
You little rascals.
Hey hey, why did you beat him up?
And why are you
beating people up?
Aren't you gays?
Who are you?
From where?
Why are your faces like that, huh?
Why are you so dirty?
Did you wash your faces with shit?
God! Ignoring me, huh?
Silencer? Sound of Silence?
Silence of the Lamb?
Silent Hill?
What? Violent squirts!
You love chasing trouble!
You let me rattle on,
and no answer?
Hey, is that water?
Here.
He called us gay so
we beat him up.
My name is...
Jopay!
We live in DSWD.
But we don't wanna
go back there!
My name is...
Izzy!
We also got into a fight.
That's why we look like this.
We didn't start it,
we just defended ourselves.
My name is...
Get get aw! Rochelle!
-Oh!
-Go girl!
My name is Joy.
Mother Joy.
Would you like a lollipop?
You can have that one.
Look at your faces.
Come here, come here.
So yummy!
Come here, come here.
This is so yummy, girl!
Yum!
Your poise and aura are for
beauty queens, my little ones!
All the weeds in here
have nothing on you!
Seaweeds!
Come on.
Let me take you in.
Stay with me.
I'll take care of the food,
clothes, and training.
Who knows? You'll
soon be thriving!
Win titles upon titles!
You can save money faster.
And who knows?
You beauties might
even go to school!
Instead of you running
around in the streets!
Beating up people.
Fight here instead.
The kind of fight that
won't make you ugly!
The fight for beauty and brains!
Before you learn to walk in heels,
you should learn to balance
yourselves without shoes on.
Is that clear?
Take my lead.
Point your toes.
Butt out!
Chest out.
Then smile!
There! Perfect!
Hey!
Don't smile like that!
Don't smile like only a string of
spaghetti will fit right through.
You should be able to fit a burger.
Cheeseburger! Ah!
Quarter-pounder! Ah!
Quarter-pounder with fries
with a toy, you fuckers!
Ahhh!
There! Ahhh!
Very good!
There! Perfect!
You shouldn't sit like that.
Sit like a lady!
Not like that. Cross your legs.
There we go!
More.
There. Very good!
Let's say this is your penis.
So it doesn't bulge out,
and make a fool of yourselves,
all you have to do is...
squeeze it in between your thighs.
There. See? No trace.
The curse is hidden.
We're not done with you yet.
I'm going to put
something on you.
And for you to be
full-pledged women,
we're going to use pot-holders.
It's simple.
Put these over your hips
until you get the right
size and shape you want.
Like this.
See? Just like a woman's!
These are for you. Here.
Hold these. There.
And you.
Now that you have those,
you will do everything
I taught you.
Is that clear?
Okay go ahead!
Perfect!
Aura!
Eat up.
Don't give me too
much, yeah?
Sure!
I'm putting on weight.
I went to the market
and bought gay crabs.
What?
Why gay crabs?
Because gay crabs are meaty!
Oh! Fabulous!
How can you tell
if a crab is gay?
Gay crabs have wide bellies!
Go on! Eat up!
Eat up!
There you go!
One, two, three!
Go!
Turn around!
And come back.
And then turn
around and walk.
And smile!
Quarter-pounder and a toy!
Okay? Go!
That's what I'm
talking about!
That will do.
That's a small one.
A dinky winky.
Don't like that.
So big, sis!
Weenies.
Wow! They know.
Ah, it's small.
It's a small dinky winky.
Crooked.
Schlong, but crooked!
Juicy!
Are there any more?
By the way,
I just remembered.
I brought us here.
And you should never forget it.
Because Mother Joy
taught us to walk
and to not stay still.
And you set us free.
Let's go!
Our first finalist is candidate
number five.
Here is your question.
Are you in favor
of death penalty?
Let me repeat.
Are you in favor
of death penalty?
Who threw that?!
Screw you!
Hey!
Hey! Come back here!
Where are you going?
Izzy! Jopay! Rochelle!
Where are you going?
What the heck! Answer me!
Where are you going?
Sorry, Mother.
This isn't for us.
What is?
This. This isn't for us.
We're not for Miss Gay.
Why?
I don't know!
But we're not this kind of gay!
What kind are you?
Gays who kill people?
No, Mother.
We're just fighting!
Why would you fight something
you should accept?
Accept what, Mother?
What should we accept?
The hurtful words?
The danger?
The abuse?
Why should we accept that?
Because we're gay?
Is that it?
Because we're gay!
And part of being gay is
putting up with all of it!
And accepting the fact that the
world won't receive us that easily!
The world is not
just a few people!
And the world doesn't
revolve around gays!
That's why we need to adjust!
Conform! We need to adapt!
And these scars?
Do they look good
on us, Mother?
Because you fought back!
Because you didn't defend us!
Go on! What are
you gonna do?
Will you hurt me, too?
Kick me? Punch me?
Shoot me? Kill me?
Why, Mother?
Can't you accept it?
When a gay hurts
a fellow gay?
But when it's a man who hurts us,
it's okay? It's normal?
We're not going to
kill you, Mother.
Because you're long dead.
Since you decided
that you being gay
means you can be toyed
with, be laughed at,
and serve as entertainment
for other people!
You ingrates!
You think you have something
to be proud of?
It doesn't matter how
far you advance in life,
you will never gain
the respect you want!
I gave you hope!
Ambition! A future!
And you're just going to
turn your backs on me?
You'll find yourselves crawling
back to the shop!
Go starve and die!
Sorry, Mother!
We might end up starving,
but we won't be like you
who lives in the past!
There is nothing new,
nothing old!
Time hasn't helped change
anything for us!
Gays will always be gays! And
you can't do anything about it!
And you can't kill everyone
who are angry with you, afraid
of you, or hate gays in general!
Because just like gays,
they won't run out!
It's not the people
we want to kill, Mother.
But their anger, their
fear, their ill feelings!
It's not your problem
what others think!
All you need is kindness!
The gays are for beauty!
The gays are for kindness!
The gays are for themselves.
Because that's what will
sustain their beauty.
It is what's good for them!
Those are not your gowns!
Give me back your heels,
you little shits!
It's like the Ten Commandments!
It's like The Passion of the Christ
during Holy Week.
Aren't you tired of that story?
Condolences,
my Barumbadings.
Hey, girl! Speak up!
Sis, where are we even going?
I dont know. Do I look
like a compass to you?
I'll kick you in the throat!
My god!
This is crazy!
Sis, can you see if one
of my clips came off?
No, sis.
Okay, go.
Who are you?
You're exactly what
I've been looking for.
Boorish gays!
Soft but stern,
slutty but strong,
both beautiful and tenacious;
true-blue Barumbadings!
Barumbadings?
They say that the reason why gays
run rampant all over the world
even if we do not reproduce,
is because we are Nature's
answer to people's rudeness.
We are the balance in this world
because everything is now
made of steel and stone.
The world needs softness
and caressive manners.
And that's on us
the gays.
But because most would equate
softness with weakness,
there are some among us who have learned
to go against the dictates of the world.
We're not meant to balance the scale
between man and woman,
we're not meant to cancel out
softies and toughies.
We are the future of modern society.
A society that does not
despise homosexuals.
A society that respects and
loves the strongest sex.
From then until now,
it seems, people
who hate and regard
homosexuals with contempt
never seem to run out.
Even if they are doing nothing wrong.
We call it by different names like
"hate crime" or "discrimination"
but it all means one thing:
lack of justice for homosexuals!
I'm a gay nobody who became
whatever he could be.
An employee, a businessman,
a philanthropist.
Until I met an alliance
of gay people like me,
who dream of a fairer
and most just society.
An organization of wealthy gays
who are victims of oppression.
Eight homosexuals who will
unconditionally volunteer their wealth
in order to uplift and elevate the status
of gay men and women in all fields.
I became their follower;
studied and learned
until the gay community bequeathed
to me the group of gay thugs
to recruit and train gay people
willing to sacrifice their lives
to end discrimination.
We can wait no longer for the
slow moving justice and law.
One does not wait for respect
to be handed them
One must take it.
Our patience have ran out.
The drama is over.
We are not for your entertainment on stage.
The true runway is the world.
The time of covering up bruises
with makeup is over.
The beauty of the gay man is in
their courage and ferocity.
We will no longer be silenced.
Anyone who lays a finger
on a gay man shall die.
and we are Death.
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Five!
Three!
Four!
Do not kill a sleeping target.
Do not steal from a target.
Do not rape or take
advantage of a target.
Do not involve
a target's companion.
No one returns to the list.
Meaning...
if you are given a full list and
you couldn't kill someone,
you need to finish all before you
attempt to kill that person again.
Do you understand?
Answer me!
Yes, ma'am!
Take your pick.
Not that! I meant the
weapons, you gluttons!
Did you pick one yet?
One, two, three, go!
And up!
Good job!
And again!
Perfect!
Rochelle!
Izzy!
Jopay!
The neck is an important part
of a Barumbadings' anatomy.
If it is overlooked,
it can bring irreparable damage
to us Barumbadings.
And of course, the throat
is equally important.
Throat?!
Throat! The deep throat!
The throat is important.
But the neck is more important.
Watch this.
Impressive!
Now, my Barumbadings...
Blow!
Go!
Blow! Good job!
Blow!
Blow! Good job!
Blow! Job!
Blow! Good job!
Blow! Blowjob!
Blowjob! From the top!
Good!
From the top!
Blowjob!
Good job!
Blowjob!
Good! Blowjob!
Good job!
Blowjob!
Good job!
Blowjob!
Good job!
Blowjob!
Good job!
Blowjob!
Good job!
Go! From the top!
Use your neck. You can do it.
I know you can do it!
Next time I will teach you this!
So this is how you blow!
Go wipe your face.
I summoned you all here today
because I want you to watch this.
In the top news,
is a secret violent society
against hate crime.
It is believed to be
comprised of gays
with no patience for
insults and abuse.
They are called gay thugs
or Barumbadings.
There have also been several
killings by a vigilante group
and until now, there are no
clues as to their identities
and what they are fighting for.
Deaths of high-profile homosexuals
were reported in
just under a month.
Is this revenge against
the Gay Thugs?
And will they retaliate?
It is alarming that prominent gay
icons were killed one after the other.
So Izzy, Jopay, Rochelle.
This is your next mission.
These are so pretty.
Mommy, thank you very
much for coming!
We'll be expecting you back, okay?
Don't go to other salons!
Only here! In Diva Salon!
Bye!
It's time to rumble!
Our enemies have grown
beyond just men.
They've joined forces
with the lesbians!
And this tablet contains information
on which assassins will kill us next!
It also contains the name
of their cheeky group!
Yes, and not only that!
It also contains the
comprehensive list of targets,
the names of every gay they want
to erase from the face of the Earth!
We haven't figured out what
the lesbians have against us
for them to want to hurt us!
Or as they call themselves,
The Butchers!
And another thing!
The motto they wrote
on their slumbook is
"Lesbians are not less,
we are more!"
"Morebians of the world, unite!"
Wait.
Wait!
Are you okay, children?
We're okay.
That blows! Motherfucker!
Hassle!
Those Barumbadings are
getting on my nerves!
Master Buchi!
What?!
Have a treat!
What is that?!
Finger foods!
Finger foods?
Ah! I like that!
You get a finger heart from me!
Master Butch! Master Butch!
Master Butch! Master Butch!
What?!
The Barumbadings are
on the move.
They're on their way
to the House of Joy.
Pretty!
I mean, handsome!
Let them come together!
Let's fix your mess there.
The gays have long lived
like kings in this world!
Being loved, being made
wealthier, and applauded!
It's time to end their arrogance!
Ready my rapid finger gun!
I will join you in killing
our next target.
I will make sure that no one will
protect the gays this society favors!
I can smell success!
Right at our fingertips!
Fabulous!
So well-made!
Pineapple cotton!
Men's shirts!
Only in the Philippines.
There's Swarovski crystals, too!
A fashion show!
Rehearsal.
The show's tomorrow,
get your beauty rest.
-Bye, Mother!
-Okay!
Break a leg!
See you tomorrow on the show!
Bye!
Would you like a lollipop?
Don't smile like only a string of
spaghetti will fit right through.
A burger should fit right in!
It's not done yet!
Let's add more rouge.
There.
Eat up!
There! Yes!
Like that! Smile!
Smile!
Good enough to compete!
Those gowns don't
belong to you!
Give me back those
heels, you little shits!
What are you doing here?
What are you doing?
I'm doing what
your kind deserves!
Someone like you shouldn't
be doing this!
Yuck! Ew, dirty!
Smells like fish sauce.
I repeat!
Someone like you shouldn't
be doing this!
I know you!
Fuck you!
You don't know me anymore!
Lesbians have long been
cast aside in society!
We've long resigned ourselves to
be content with narrow spaces,
to be undervalued.
While you male gays get all the
freedom you don't deserve!
How dare you feel entitled,
and make so much noise!
Complaining as if
you're deprived!
You act as if
you're the only victims! Tch!
Your group harms and
kills men who hate gays!
You're the ones who abuse,
and harm, and kill!
Forgive me, Lady Bird.
Don't call me by that name,
King Arthur Dimaculangan!
Lady Bird Asuncion!
I dare you to say that again!
And I'll put you
down right here!
I don't care about
the code of assassins!
I won't pass you up.
Forgive me!
We were young then!
I didn't fool you!
I loved you!
Bullshit!
You used me!
So you could hide
what you really are!
But I loved you!
You tricked me!
This isn't you.
Don't drag all the
gays into this.
Because you're angry with me.
Don't change yourself
because I hurt you!
You gay males, I swear.
You think so highly of yourselves!
This isn't just about you.
This about women like me
who were fooled by gays!
Women who were
used by gay males
to hide their true selves because
they can't accept what they are!
We're not some part
of your life's process!
We have our own lives too!
Is that why you're pretending?
You're pretending
to be a lesbian?
I am not pretending!
I don't love you anymore!
I love her.
She loved me when you
left me with nothing!
We're happy.
Happy people don't
get mad like this.
A happy person carries
no anger in their heart.
What do you know
of happiness?
What do you know
about having a heart?
Don't act like you
know anything!
Like you're perfect?
I'm not perfect.
We're not perfect.
So don't act like you're
always being harassed.
Because you don't
respect others either.
If that's what you want.
Just don't mess with
the Barumbadings.
I also worry for you.
Take care.
By the way,
replace your office security
with a fingerprint lock.
I got in so easily.
I guessed your code so easily.
The date of our monthsary.
Hey Rochelle! Hurry it up!
You mean to say, prominent gays
are being shot down one by one?
Because the lesbians
are envious?
And shouldn't they never
leave your boss alone
until she's dead?
That's what I see in TV series.
No, mother. You see,
there's a code.
If you have a solo target, you have to
keep pursuing them until they die.
But if there's a list and you fail,
before you try again, you have
to complete the list first.
I thought your boss
was about to die,
So you can disband
your little sorority!
And stop with all that
killing business.
Highly unlikely that their
boss will die, Mother.
Let's talk about that later.
Let's eat.
Of course, I prepared
your favorite.
Do you still get to eat that?
Of course not!
It's hard to find gay crabs.
Hey you!
When will you talk again?
Just because you
couldn't answer,
you said the wrong thing,
you won't talk again?
It would be a waste
if you can't use your mouth.
Remember, the gays and everyone
in the third gender
are like the gay crab.
Meaty. Liked by everyone because
they're healthy and useful.
But like the crab, tilted
and will not be outdone.
Because of our desire to succeed
and be accepted by all,
we fight amongst ourselves
for a very small shred
of attention and love.
No matter how much crabfat
and flesh we have,
no matter how strong
our pincers are,
we will easily be caught and
be eaten by our enemies
if we pull each other down.
Mother is such a
winner at discussions.
Bravo!
Give me your tablet.
Let me look at that little list our
friendly no-pees came up with.
No-pees?
No penises!
Can I have a
So, is everything ready to go?
We're good here.
Good!
Let's check the outside! Hurry!
Let's go!
Gays are for themselves. That makes them
all the more beautiful and good.
You can't shoot me.
According to the Assassins'
Code of Ethics,
if a target survives, you cannot
attempt to kill them
until you kill the last
person on that list!
What?!
Technically, I can't shoot you!
Because I still love you!
I admire gays like Joy
who are prepared to sacrifice
for their fellowman.
For their fellow gays.
Because of her, Barumbadings
is still whole.
That night you left Miss Gay,
I never got to tell you
that I went to DSWD
to get the paperwork done
for your adoption.
Thank you!
On The Butcher's list,
your names came
first before mine.
All the babies that get brought
to the orphanage
take the orphanage's name
as their surname.
And naming of the babies
depends on which saint
celebrates their feast
on that day.
Gabriel...
Michael...
...and Uriel of Hospicio
de San Jose.
You said, they won't try and kill
you again once you survive
You three are safe.
I love you very much.
Mother!
Mother!
Gays are for beauty.
Gays are for goodness.
Gays are for themselves.
he says, because he's gay.
A gay man was stabbed to death inside
his apartment in Caloocan City.
Attacked, Olsen says happened,
because he is gay.
There's been a
series of murders of
prominent gay celebrities
here in our country
The authorities suspect only
one group is responsible.
A Filipino transgender was killed
while on vacation in Australia.
The suspect, who once allegedly
mentioned the victim
to his friends,
has been arrested and charged.
We're hearing about murders of famous gay
personalities almost every week.
Last month, three gays were believed
to be victims of hate crime.
...report on the possible involvement
of another American soldier
in the case of the murder of
a transgender in Olongapo City.
found inside an abandoned car is
the corpse of a transgender woman
who was possibly killed in another location
before being brought there.
The family of the victim
who was mercilessly killed
in Negros Oriental
is calling for justice.
Here is the report.
and it does not seem
to stray far from the other
cases of victims of
gay hate crime recently.
The Filipino Hair Goddess Chingga OB
was killed by a gunshot through the head
at the main branch
of her chain of salons.
Here unindentified
criminals meet fellow
vigilantes called
Barumbadings (Gay Thugs)
The head was wrapped in plastic and
had a bullet wound to the neck.
A transgender woman was found in
a most tragic state in an abandoned car.
Gay groups will gather on the streets
next week for a massive protest
in condemnation of the violence
against the LGBTQ community.
Some members of the
LGBTQ+ community underwent
forced haircuts in an
incident in Maguindanao.
A board member in Maguindanao
stated that
the perpetrators should have opted
to first give them a warning or reprimand.
and videos of the enemies
of the gay vigilante group
is the reason for the series
of killings in our town.
Meanwhile, sad news from
the world of Fashion.
The famous designer,
not only here in our country
but also across the Globe,
Mother Joy Del Mundo,
shot dead right at
her Benefit Fashion Show.
For more details, here is the report
I love what you did with
your cacti arrangement, Izzy!
And nothing beats
Jopay's venus fly trap!
"Perfect!"
said Miss Vilma Santos
in her Breeze commercial.
But I'm sorry, Miss V.
Nobody is perfect!
Like us.
Like her.
A bootylicious body
lying in perfection.
A dead body succumbed
by Beauty and Danger.
An angel in the between
beauty and danger.
Thorns placed not to harm
but to protect oneself
from getting hurt again
by a world that shuns those
who are happy and free.
Now, they can never go near you
to hurt you, use you,
fool you, and abuse you.
Because that's the familiar
scene in a gay person's wake.
All those tears for her in exchange
for all the life she gave...
before she died!
Your backup dancers are on time.
Whoever said they died
beautiful is a fool.
Nobody dies beautiful!
There is no beauty in death.
There are no salons in the after-life.
Dead mother!
Dead all!
You're gays that's why
you're weaklings!
Hey you gays, go away!
We're gonna play!
Boys! How?
Jerks think they got big dicks!
Obviously, girl!
Hey you blowies.
Don't come playing
here in our court.
Poor gays aren't allowed here.
Hey! If you must know--
What was that?
You sluts! Go on!
Try fighting back.
We'll tell DSWD so they'll
lock you up again.
They'll get locked up again!
What are you wearing?
Go change!
This is what boys should
be wearing, not that!
And you!
What is that?
Remove your makeup!
Hurry up!
Remove it!
It's time to rumble!
Damn gays!
"Gays are beautiful and kind."
Where are the tricycles?
We're going to be late.
Balut! (Duck egg)
-Oh my God!
-Homo!
Balut!
So annoying!
Homo!
Ouch!
You're bad!
Don't come near here, Trixie Ann!
We have a contest to go to!
Hey! Hey! Kids!
Kids! Stop it! Cut it out!
You're bad!
What the hell!
Screw you!
Mother!
Oh my!
You little rascals.
Hey hey, why did you beat him up?
And why are you
beating people up?
Aren't you gays?
Who are you?
From where?
Why are your faces like that, huh?
Why are you so dirty?
Did you wash your faces with shit?
God! Ignoring me, huh?
Silencer? Sound of Silence?
Silence of the Lamb?
Silent Hill?
What? Violent squirts!
You love chasing trouble!
You let me rattle on,
and no answer?
Hey, is that water?
Here.
He called us gay so
we beat him up.
My name is...
Jopay!
We live in DSWD.
But we don't wanna
go back there!
My name is...
Izzy!
We also got into a fight.
That's why we look like this.
We didn't start it,
we just defended ourselves.
My name is...
Get get aw! Rochelle!
-Oh!
-Go girl!
My name is Joy.
Mother Joy.
Would you like a lollipop?
You can have that one.
Look at your faces.
Come here, come here.
So yummy!
Come here, come here.
This is so yummy, girl!
Yum!
Your poise and aura are for
beauty queens, my little ones!
All the weeds in here
have nothing on you!
Seaweeds!
Come on.
Let me take you in.
Stay with me.
I'll take care of the food,
clothes, and training.
Who knows? You'll
soon be thriving!
Win titles upon titles!
You can save money faster.
And who knows?
You beauties might
even go to school!
Instead of you running
around in the streets!
Beating up people.
Fight here instead.
The kind of fight that
won't make you ugly!
The fight for beauty and brains!
Before you learn to walk in heels,
you should learn to balance
yourselves without shoes on.
Is that clear?
Take my lead.
Point your toes.
Butt out!
Chest out.
Then smile!
There! Perfect!
Hey!
Don't smile like that!
Don't smile like only a string of
spaghetti will fit right through.
You should be able to fit a burger.
Cheeseburger! Ah!
Quarter-pounder! Ah!
Quarter-pounder with fries
with a toy, you fuckers!
Ahhh!
There! Ahhh!
Very good!
There! Perfect!
You shouldn't sit like that.
Sit like a lady!
Not like that. Cross your legs.
There we go!
More.
There. Very good!
Let's say this is your penis.
So it doesn't bulge out,
and make a fool of yourselves,
all you have to do is...
squeeze it in between your thighs.
There. See? No trace.
The curse is hidden.
We're not done with you yet.
I'm going to put
something on you.
And for you to be
full-pledged women,
we're going to use pot-holders.
It's simple.
Put these over your hips
until you get the right
size and shape you want.
Like this.
See? Just like a woman's!
These are for you. Here.
Hold these. There.
And you.
Now that you have those,
you will do everything
I taught you.
Is that clear?
Okay go ahead!
Perfect!
Aura!
Eat up.
Don't give me too
much, yeah?
Sure!
I'm putting on weight.
I went to the market
and bought gay crabs.
What?
Why gay crabs?
Because gay crabs are meaty!
Oh! Fabulous!
How can you tell
if a crab is gay?
Gay crabs have wide bellies!
Go on! Eat up!
Eat up!
There you go!
One, two, three!
Go!
Turn around!
And come back.
And then turn
around and walk.
And smile!
Quarter-pounder and a toy!
Okay? Go!
That's what I'm
talking about!
That will do.
That's a small one.
A dinky winky.
Don't like that.
So big, sis!
Weenies.
Wow! They know.
Ah, it's small.
It's a small dinky winky.
Crooked.
Schlong, but crooked!
Juicy!
Are there any more?
By the way,
I just remembered.
I brought us here.
And you should never forget it.
Because Mother Joy
taught us to walk
and to not stay still.
And you set us free.
Let's go!
Our first finalist is candidate
number five.
Here is your question.
Are you in favor
of death penalty?
Let me repeat.
Are you in favor
of death penalty?
Who threw that?!
Screw you!
Hey!
Hey! Come back here!
Where are you going?
Izzy! Jopay! Rochelle!
Where are you going?
What the heck! Answer me!
Where are you going?
Sorry, Mother.
This isn't for us.
What is?
This. This isn't for us.
We're not for Miss Gay.
Why?
I don't know!
But we're not this kind of gay!
What kind are you?
Gays who kill people?
No, Mother.
We're just fighting!
Why would you fight something
you should accept?
Accept what, Mother?
What should we accept?
The hurtful words?
The danger?
The abuse?
Why should we accept that?
Because we're gay?
Is that it?
Because we're gay!
And part of being gay is
putting up with all of it!
And accepting the fact that the
world won't receive us that easily!
The world is not
just a few people!
And the world doesn't
revolve around gays!
That's why we need to adjust!
Conform! We need to adapt!
And these scars?
Do they look good
on us, Mother?
Because you fought back!
Because you didn't defend us!
Go on! What are
you gonna do?
Will you hurt me, too?
Kick me? Punch me?
Shoot me? Kill me?
Why, Mother?
Can't you accept it?
When a gay hurts
a fellow gay?
But when it's a man who hurts us,
it's okay? It's normal?
We're not going to
kill you, Mother.
Because you're long dead.
Since you decided
that you being gay
means you can be toyed
with, be laughed at,
and serve as entertainment
for other people!
You ingrates!
You think you have something
to be proud of?
It doesn't matter how
far you advance in life,
you will never gain
the respect you want!
I gave you hope!
Ambition! A future!
And you're just going to
turn your backs on me?
You'll find yourselves crawling
back to the shop!
Go starve and die!
Sorry, Mother!
We might end up starving,
but we won't be like you
who lives in the past!
There is nothing new,
nothing old!
Time hasn't helped change
anything for us!
Gays will always be gays! And
you can't do anything about it!
And you can't kill everyone
who are angry with you, afraid
of you, or hate gays in general!
Because just like gays,
they won't run out!
It's not the people
we want to kill, Mother.
But their anger, their
fear, their ill feelings!
It's not your problem
what others think!
All you need is kindness!
The gays are for beauty!
The gays are for kindness!
The gays are for themselves.
Because that's what will
sustain their beauty.
It is what's good for them!
Those are not your gowns!
Give me back your heels,
you little shits!
It's like the Ten Commandments!
It's like The Passion of the Christ
during Holy Week.
Aren't you tired of that story?
Condolences,
my Barumbadings.
Hey, girl! Speak up!
Sis, where are we even going?
I dont know. Do I look
like a compass to you?
I'll kick you in the throat!
My god!
This is crazy!
Sis, can you see if one
of my clips came off?
No, sis.
Okay, go.
Who are you?
You're exactly what
I've been looking for.
Boorish gays!
Soft but stern,
slutty but strong,
both beautiful and tenacious;
true-blue Barumbadings!
Barumbadings?
They say that the reason why gays
run rampant all over the world
even if we do not reproduce,
is because we are Nature's
answer to people's rudeness.
We are the balance in this world
because everything is now
made of steel and stone.
The world needs softness
and caressive manners.
And that's on us
the gays.
But because most would equate
softness with weakness,
there are some among us who have learned
to go against the dictates of the world.
We're not meant to balance the scale
between man and woman,
we're not meant to cancel out
softies and toughies.
We are the future of modern society.
A society that does not
despise homosexuals.
A society that respects and
loves the strongest sex.
From then until now,
it seems, people
who hate and regard
homosexuals with contempt
never seem to run out.
Even if they are doing nothing wrong.
We call it by different names like
"hate crime" or "discrimination"
but it all means one thing:
lack of justice for homosexuals!
I'm a gay nobody who became
whatever he could be.
An employee, a businessman,
a philanthropist.
Until I met an alliance
of gay people like me,
who dream of a fairer
and most just society.
An organization of wealthy gays
who are victims of oppression.
Eight homosexuals who will
unconditionally volunteer their wealth
in order to uplift and elevate the status
of gay men and women in all fields.
I became their follower;
studied and learned
until the gay community bequeathed
to me the group of gay thugs
to recruit and train gay people
willing to sacrifice their lives
to end discrimination.
We can wait no longer for the
slow moving justice and law.
One does not wait for respect
to be handed them
One must take it.
Our patience have ran out.
The drama is over.
We are not for your entertainment on stage.
The true runway is the world.
The time of covering up bruises
with makeup is over.
The beauty of the gay man is in
their courage and ferocity.
We will no longer be silenced.
Anyone who lays a finger
on a gay man shall die.
and we are Death.
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Five!
Three!
Four!
Do not kill a sleeping target.
Do not steal from a target.
Do not rape or take
advantage of a target.
Do not involve
a target's companion.
No one returns to the list.
Meaning...
if you are given a full list and
you couldn't kill someone,
you need to finish all before you
attempt to kill that person again.
Do you understand?
Answer me!
Yes, ma'am!
Take your pick.
Not that! I meant the
weapons, you gluttons!
Did you pick one yet?
One, two, three, go!
And up!
Good job!
And again!
Perfect!
Rochelle!
Izzy!
Jopay!
The neck is an important part
of a Barumbadings' anatomy.
If it is overlooked,
it can bring irreparable damage
to us Barumbadings.
And of course, the throat
is equally important.
Throat?!
Throat! The deep throat!
The throat is important.
But the neck is more important.
Watch this.
Impressive!
Now, my Barumbadings...
Blow!
Go!
Blow! Good job!
Blow!
Blow! Good job!
Blow! Job!
Blow! Good job!
Blow! Blowjob!
Blowjob! From the top!
Good!
From the top!
Blowjob!
Good job!
Blowjob!
Good! Blowjob!
Good job!
Blowjob!
Good job!
Blowjob!
Good job!
Blowjob!
Good job!
Blowjob!
Good job!
Go! From the top!
Use your neck. You can do it.
I know you can do it!
Next time I will teach you this!
So this is how you blow!
Go wipe your face.
I summoned you all here today
because I want you to watch this.
In the top news,
is a secret violent society
against hate crime.
It is believed to be
comprised of gays
with no patience for
insults and abuse.
They are called gay thugs
or Barumbadings.
There have also been several
killings by a vigilante group
and until now, there are no
clues as to their identities
and what they are fighting for.
Deaths of high-profile homosexuals
were reported in
just under a month.
Is this revenge against
the Gay Thugs?
And will they retaliate?
It is alarming that prominent gay
icons were killed one after the other.
So Izzy, Jopay, Rochelle.
This is your next mission.
These are so pretty.
Mommy, thank you very
much for coming!
We'll be expecting you back, okay?
Don't go to other salons!
Only here! In Diva Salon!
Bye!
It's time to rumble!
Our enemies have grown
beyond just men.
They've joined forces
with the lesbians!
And this tablet contains information
on which assassins will kill us next!
It also contains the name
of their cheeky group!
Yes, and not only that!
It also contains the
comprehensive list of targets,
the names of every gay they want
to erase from the face of the Earth!
We haven't figured out what
the lesbians have against us
for them to want to hurt us!
Or as they call themselves,
The Butchers!
And another thing!
The motto they wrote
on their slumbook is
"Lesbians are not less,
we are more!"
"Morebians of the world, unite!"
Wait.
Wait!
Are you okay, children?
We're okay.
That blows! Motherfucker!
Hassle!
Those Barumbadings are
getting on my nerves!
Master Buchi!
What?!
Have a treat!
What is that?!
Finger foods!
Finger foods?
Ah! I like that!
You get a finger heart from me!
Master Butch! Master Butch!
Master Butch! Master Butch!
What?!
The Barumbadings are
on the move.
They're on their way
to the House of Joy.
Pretty!
I mean, handsome!
Let them come together!
Let's fix your mess there.
The gays have long lived
like kings in this world!
Being loved, being made
wealthier, and applauded!
It's time to end their arrogance!
Ready my rapid finger gun!
I will join you in killing
our next target.
I will make sure that no one will
protect the gays this society favors!
I can smell success!
Right at our fingertips!
Fabulous!
So well-made!
Pineapple cotton!
Men's shirts!
Only in the Philippines.
There's Swarovski crystals, too!
A fashion show!
Rehearsal.
The show's tomorrow,
get your beauty rest.
-Bye, Mother!
-Okay!
Break a leg!
See you tomorrow on the show!
Bye!
Would you like a lollipop?
Don't smile like only a string of
spaghetti will fit right through.
A burger should fit right in!
It's not done yet!
Let's add more rouge.
There.
Eat up!
There! Yes!
Like that! Smile!
Smile!
Good enough to compete!
Those gowns don't
belong to you!
Give me back those
heels, you little shits!
What are you doing here?
What are you doing?
I'm doing what
your kind deserves!
Someone like you shouldn't
be doing this!
Yuck! Ew, dirty!
Smells like fish sauce.
I repeat!
Someone like you shouldn't
be doing this!
I know you!
Fuck you!
You don't know me anymore!
Lesbians have long been
cast aside in society!
We've long resigned ourselves to
be content with narrow spaces,
to be undervalued.
While you male gays get all the
freedom you don't deserve!
How dare you feel entitled,
and make so much noise!
Complaining as if
you're deprived!
You act as if
you're the only victims! Tch!
Your group harms and
kills men who hate gays!
You're the ones who abuse,
and harm, and kill!
Forgive me, Lady Bird.
Don't call me by that name,
King Arthur Dimaculangan!
Lady Bird Asuncion!
I dare you to say that again!
And I'll put you
down right here!
I don't care about
the code of assassins!
I won't pass you up.
Forgive me!
We were young then!
I didn't fool you!
I loved you!
Bullshit!
You used me!
So you could hide
what you really are!
But I loved you!
You tricked me!
This isn't you.
Don't drag all the
gays into this.
Because you're angry with me.
Don't change yourself
because I hurt you!
You gay males, I swear.
You think so highly of yourselves!
This isn't just about you.
This about women like me
who were fooled by gays!
Women who were
used by gay males
to hide their true selves because
they can't accept what they are!
We're not some part
of your life's process!
We have our own lives too!
Is that why you're pretending?
You're pretending
to be a lesbian?
I am not pretending!
I don't love you anymore!
I love her.
She loved me when you
left me with nothing!
We're happy.
Happy people don't
get mad like this.
A happy person carries
no anger in their heart.
What do you know
of happiness?
What do you know
about having a heart?
Don't act like you
know anything!
Like you're perfect?
I'm not perfect.
We're not perfect.
So don't act like you're
always being harassed.
Because you don't
respect others either.
If that's what you want.
Just don't mess with
the Barumbadings.
I also worry for you.
Take care.
By the way,
replace your office security
with a fingerprint lock.
I got in so easily.
I guessed your code so easily.
The date of our monthsary.
Hey Rochelle! Hurry it up!
You mean to say, prominent gays
are being shot down one by one?
Because the lesbians
are envious?
And shouldn't they never
leave your boss alone
until she's dead?
That's what I see in TV series.
No, mother. You see,
there's a code.
If you have a solo target, you have to
keep pursuing them until they die.
But if there's a list and you fail,
before you try again, you have
to complete the list first.
I thought your boss
was about to die,
So you can disband
your little sorority!
And stop with all that
killing business.
Highly unlikely that their
boss will die, Mother.
Let's talk about that later.
Let's eat.
Of course, I prepared
your favorite.
Do you still get to eat that?
Of course not!
It's hard to find gay crabs.
Hey you!
When will you talk again?
Just because you
couldn't answer,
you said the wrong thing,
you won't talk again?
It would be a waste
if you can't use your mouth.
Remember, the gays and everyone
in the third gender
are like the gay crab.
Meaty. Liked by everyone because
they're healthy and useful.
But like the crab, tilted
and will not be outdone.
Because of our desire to succeed
and be accepted by all,
we fight amongst ourselves
for a very small shred
of attention and love.
No matter how much crabfat
and flesh we have,
no matter how strong
our pincers are,
we will easily be caught and
be eaten by our enemies
if we pull each other down.
Mother is such a
winner at discussions.
Bravo!
Give me your tablet.
Let me look at that little list our
friendly no-pees came up with.
No-pees?
No penises!
Can I have a
So, is everything ready to go?
We're good here.
Good!
Let's check the outside! Hurry!
Let's go!
Gays are for themselves. That makes them
all the more beautiful and good.
You can't shoot me.
According to the Assassins'
Code of Ethics,
if a target survives, you cannot
attempt to kill them
until you kill the last
person on that list!
What?!
Technically, I can't shoot you!
Because I still love you!
I admire gays like Joy
who are prepared to sacrifice
for their fellowman.
For their fellow gays.
Because of her, Barumbadings
is still whole.
That night you left Miss Gay,
I never got to tell you
that I went to DSWD
to get the paperwork done
for your adoption.
Thank you!
On The Butcher's list,
your names came
first before mine.
All the babies that get brought
to the orphanage
take the orphanage's name
as their surname.
And naming of the babies
depends on which saint
celebrates their feast
on that day.
Gabriel...
Michael...
...and Uriel of Hospicio
de San Jose.
You said, they won't try and kill
you again once you survive
You three are safe.
I love you very much.
Mother!
Mother!
Gays are for beauty.
Gays are for goodness.
Gays are for themselves.