Mayor blocks Pintados Parade. :

We've come too far, Governor. Remove your people from my land.

Why, I like your land, I think we'll stay. I like your people too.

They won't vote for you.

That's what the Ormocano said, and the Abuyog-non, and the Palo-non, now they all vote for me.

You can't have the whole world, Governor. It's too big, even for you.

I don't want to watch another massacre. Let's settle this in the old manner. Your best Dancer against my best.

And if my Troop wins?

We'll leave Tacloban for good.

It's SHOWTIME!

Mayor blocks Pintados Parade.