Drugs, drugs again, murder.
What I saw was really like war.
That is not mine!
Please have mercy on me. Have mercy on me!
I am not a drug pusher.
Up your hands. Like this.
-To identify you as a PDL. -A PDL?
Persons deprived of liberty.
Right index.
You may proceed now.
-How are you doing? I am Raphael. -J.R., and…
Drugs.
Seven months.
It's my first time here.
-Meth. Yeah. -Meth.
We cannot do anything but endure our situation now.
This is the written rules inside the Dorm 4.
You can see "patakaranan ng Dorm 4,"
meaning "respect all the hierarchy of Dorm 4."
No, they're all prisoners.
Yeah, written rules.
If you get bump to the visitors,
you will get 50 slap of the paddle.
Accidentally. Also… No questions at all.
Oh, just like this kind of wood.
-Fifty? -Fifty.
Lie down.
They sleep just like that.
To get some space with…
To survive here, you have to learn to get along with others.
-What's your name? -Akashi.
You sweep the floor.
-Sweep… On my own? With who? -You sweep the floor.
-To across there? -Other girls, make a line.
-Been here three months. -And what's that for?
I'm involved in drugs.
First convicted.
-Yeah, first convicted. -Huh?
First convicted.
-You as well? First convicted? - Yeah, she too.
Two years.
-My beshy. -Oh, you two are partners.
Just like me, confidently beautiful with a heart.
How are you?
Before I was confined, I was a law student.
I have a symbol here, Bahala Na gang,
I know a lot of people in the Bahala Na gang.
Many of them are my childhood friends.
I knew him. He was my neighbor.
So to get privileges in prison, I joined the gang.
If have visitors with…
So food and money, I will give them.
Take your belongings.
Right hand, right shoulder. Just follow.
Sit down. Align yourself.
Sit here.
Dorm 8, Raphael Rowe.
-Raphael Rowe? -Yes.
You'll go with Cordero. Cordero!
-I don't think so. -No?
-I don't know. -Okay.
-Good luck, man. -Good luck, man.
Let's go. Let's go now.
Comrade. What is the only thing that we ask of you?
Behave as a person so that we will not have a problem.
If you are carrying a heavy problem with our comrades or with other groups,
you inform me as mayores,
and we will act on it.
Do you understand, fellow inmates?
Love, brotherhood, that is all that matters now.
Hey. Good evening. My name is Roger.
Can you help me to help in the kitchen?
Start counting per one people…
- Right. -…300 grams.
At lunch…
rice and one piece chicken.
Can you…
Seventy-five pesos, one person.
Every day.
-Over. -300 grams.
Good.
We maintain discipline,
because they obey our rules.
Gang leaders, they must obey me.
Rules and regulations in this dorm.
We give them sanctions.
We have, many sanctions, to clean around,
starting the morning up to the evening.
If they don't follow the rules, they get sanctioned.
If they did not obey…
we can bring them to the office of the BJMP.
And…
they take care of it. They will…
They are the one who will discipline that person.
Maybe the past gang leaders.
We help each other, especially when there is hate
or there is a problem about their family.
We can also help financially.
Even outside, our fellow inmates or gangmates…
Me. I'm the one who decides where they stay.
There's still a few spaces.
I watch everyone and their stuff.
I'm just checking that everyone is safe
and everything is safe in case there's an emergency.
Sometimes, things go missing…
or people run out of places to sleep.
Eight months? Oh, nine months.
I am… ten times.
-Why? -Because… First case, murder.
And then second case, robbery holdup.
And then third, fourth, drugs.
Fifth, robbery, robber snatching.
It's all about drugs, all drugs.
Two gangster.
Enemy gangster, yeah. In a drive-by and then I killed him.
This is the mayores' room.
He's our father in charge of the Bahala Na Gang.
We chose him because he was a good friend. He never gave up on us.
He is our choice. We put him there. We voted for him.
This is what we call kubol. These cells are just for ten people.
These are just given to us by the gang boss in charge.
Those who don't know how to read and write
attend courses taught by prisoners here.
-Famous rapper in the jail. -Okay.
Many say that jail is hell
Prisoners are humans Who act like demons
It is painful, it's hard to accept
There are so many here In the place to be
I think quickly I will become Like a nightmare in your dream
I learned how to read and write
with the help of my fellow prisoners.
I go back and forth here, but now it's been a month.
Being free from here is a vacation. Jail is our real home.
Nobody helps us.
My family doesn't have money. My wife doesn't have money.
Yes, I have a business lending money.
It can be frustrating because sometimes people cannot pay.
We can't do anything about it. If you hurt them, you will have a problem.
I can't promise you.
-So, you're from the BCJ? -Yes, sir.
The fight happened here.
Sometimes, it gets intense, but we fix it right away.
We communicate.
We get ahead of it.
We talk it out and immediately try to resolve it.
What I saw was really like war.
I couldn't stop my comrades.
No, sir, not anymore.
When it happened, we took care of the needs of those the dead left behind,
the funeral and the expenses during their wake.
The groups are set aside now.
We are brothers. That event became a lesson.
Even a small problem, we talk about it.
A misunderstanding, we fix it.
They are responsible to fix their comrades' problems.
It's the same with us.
Give him the ball. Okay.
Are you enjoying?
-Yeah! -Are you happy?
Long live the Filipino community!
It helps us to forget our problems in prison.
The Zumba keeps us inspired and stops us from worrying about our families,
from thinking about our loved ones.
It happens often,
usually two to three times a month. The warden told us, the mayores,
we need to clean up the dormitories.
All mayores are given the responsibility
to clean the City Jail, to make it drug free.
I am a little nervous, because they might find something.
I will be the one at risk. As their mayores,
it is my responsibility. No one should disobey me.
If there is someone who doesn't do what I say,
I surrender them to the prison guards.
-How are you doing? -Fine, thanks.
This is what we call the livelihood program.
They will do massage therapy.
Then when they're released from this jail,
they will have an extra income.
And to become also law-abiding and productive citizens.
First, sir, sit there.
-Okay. -And remove your shirt.
Cold pressure.
-How long have you been doing it? -Five days.
Drugs, sir.
Because of the quota.
We were stopped by the police, sir. We were just riding our motorcycle.
They didn't get anything from us. They just planted it.
When I was arrested, they said, "Just confess,
and you will only get a six month sentence."
Yes, sir. A lot of us have a case like this.
Sir, even if we get angry, we're stuck here.
We just accept it.
Yes.
If I go to another country, I can use this.
All right, powder, sir.