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(cellphone alarm ringing)

(cellphone alarm stopping)

(cabinet door
opening and closing)

(microwave beeping)

(microwave whirring)

(snoring)

(snoring)

(sighing)

(urban soundscape)

(soft music)

(indistinct chatter)

(in English): Hey, what
can I get ya? - Just
an Americano, please.

Cool. What's your name?

- My name?
- Yeah.

For what?

Cup.

Cup? Uh...

For your Americano.

You don't do that here.

We just started.

- No. I was here yesterday.
- Like literally just started.

Alex?

Is your name really Alex?

You didn't ask that
guy for his name.

No, no. He's not that cute.

- What?
- You'll get there.

Oh. I'm there.

Yeah. I just...

I don't know what
my play is here.

Well, Alex, how
about your real name?

- Ash.
- Ash?

Is that short for something?

Yes.

Ashish.

Nice to meet you, Ashish.

Asheesh.
- Fuck me,

don't try to spell it.
- No, I got it.

I feel like this is kinda
fucked up. - No, I feel
very confident about this.

Nicely played, Claire.

I still need the coffee, though.
- Right.

Hey, we're fucking
waiting here!

(soft music playing)

(♪)

(urban soundscape)

Fuck!

(sighing)

(soft music)

(indistinct PA announcement)

Ash, beta?

Yeah, Mom.

Food's still warm
if you're hungry.

(keyboard clacking)

Take out again?

Sorry, beta, I had to work
late.

I'll make dal for
you tomorrow, okay?

I got something made for you.

Thanks, Mom.

How did the writing go today?

Good session?
- Great.

So what's this one about?

I thought I'd ask.

Ma, I really
gotta get dressed.

Listen. You got my
note this morning?

I did.

Well?

Well, what?

- You need to call him, beta.
- Sure, yeah.

As soon as you tell
me what's going on.

Why is it suddenly so
important that we talk?

It is important, Ashish.
Just trust me, okay?

Right, well, the last time
you guys kept me in the dark,

it ended with you
guys splitting up

and selling our house.

So I'll call him as soon as
you tell me what's going on.

I can't believe you still
haven't unpacked this stuff.

Where are you going
tonight, anyway?

Dave finally got a
residency. We're celebrating.

Wow!

That's wonderful.

Tell him congrats from us.

Sure, Ma. Listen, I
really gotta get dressed.

Okay, okay.

Call your dad tomorrow.

Ash!
- Okay!

Where is this guy?

(panting)

(clapping)

Well done.

Yeah, okay.

(upbeat music)

(indistinct chatter)

Yo, what the fuck
are we doing here?

Yo, nize it right now, fam!

Dave picked the place,
so don't be all... you.

Wow!

And no politics.

How dare you!

- Yo, Gilbert.
- There he is.

Boys.

(indistinct chatter)

Congratulations, man.

Thanks, man.

Shots?

Jesus, relax.

It's 11 o'clock already!

We got two hours
to get fucked up.

Wait, hold up, hold
up. Come meet Megan.

Babe. This is Ash!

Ash! Oh!

It's so good to
finally meet you.

Dave doesn't stop
talking about you.

Should I be nervous?

No, no, all good
things, I swear.

Thank you for coming.

Yeah. I wouldn't
miss it for the world.

- He deserves it.
- I'm sure he does.

Dr. Dave.
- Don't... Don't call me that.

Oh, you don't like it?
(chuckling)

You know my name's Gilbert.

But my nickname is "Hurricane".

Oh, like the Denzel movie?

Are you a boxer?

No. He's named after a
famous hurricane in Jamaica.

Killed a whole bunch of people.

Oh.

So you... you're
in neurology too?

- I'm a GP.
- Cool, cool.

So, like, so these are
all med-school friends?

Um, some are.

Some are from out west.

Uh, speaking of, you made it!

Hi. Sorry I'm late!

Oh! Ash, this is Claire.

No fucking way.

Alex!

No, it's Ashish,
you dumb bitch.

No. I'm pretty sure it's Alex.

We've met, actually.

Who the fuck is Alex?

- It's my fake white name.
- Alright, got you.

Twice in one day.

Yeah. Quite the coincidence.

- Weird.
- No, it's not.

She saw you on Dave's Instagram
and asked if you were coming.

Dude.

(chuckling)

Dave, let's go
get another drink.

Yeah, yeah, let's go.

(upbeat music)

Wait, so... so you knew
who I was this morning?

Yes. But the cup thing was
still pretty good, right?

I thought of it on
the spot, I swear.

(chuckling)
- And you didn't say anything?

Kinda creepy.

No, because then you
said the "Alex" thing

and I didn't know what to do.

Well, you caught me off-guard!

And that's a standard thing
for any brown guy by the way.

- Right.
- Here you go, Alex.

Hey, I'm Ryan.

Claire, this is Rohit.

Chill. We're good. She's cool.

This is Claire.

Nice to meet you.

So I'm cool, huh?

Seems that way.

Cool.

Yes sir. It's your doc.

I booked an appointment
with some shots baby.

(laughing)

Oh, my God!

(upbeat music)

Hurricane! Hurricane!
(cheering)

(laughing)

(cheering)

Who gets a Master's
in geography?

Dude, you just got a
Master's in Creative Writing.

(chuckling)

Also, Geography is the best.

It is! It's both
artful and scientific.

And it builds a bridge
between the social sciences

and information technology
and the natural world.

Not many things do that.

And it's like a giant field,
the possibilities are endless.

If you say so, nerd.

I do say so.

You dick!
(laughing)

So, what school?

U of T?

Nuh-uh. Concordia.

- Montreal?
- Yes, sir.

I'm so excited!

You should be. They have
the best strip club names.

- Hmm.
- Le Club Super Sexe!

Yeah. Club Super Contact!
(laughing)

La Source du Sexe? Incredible.

Some of them are just
a general location.

Like "Club Downtown"?

The fuck is that?
(laughing)

It's probably just
a club downtown.

- Get the fuck up!
- Oh! What?

Last train homie, move!

Oh, shit. I gotta go!

- Wait, already?
- Yeah.

We have to catch this
train, otherwise, it's
the Blue-night bus

and that's a freak show. -
Okay, well, you have my number.

Yeah. About that.
I threw out the cup.

What?!
(chuckling)

It was muscle memory,
alright, I'm sorry!

- Oh, my God.
- Dude!

I will leave you downtown!
I don't give a fuck!

Geez. Uh, I'll get your
number from Megan, cool?

Yes, go, you need to go.

(laughing)

Go!

(subway chiming)

(panting)

No!

(panting)

This is on you.

(♪ It's Time To Wake
Up 2023 ♪ by La Femme)

♪ California ♪

♪ It's time to wake up ♪

♪ California ♪

♪ It's time to wake up ♪

♪ Brush your teeth
take your cup ♪

♪ It's time to wake up ♪

(music stops)

(phone vibrating)

Fuck off, Gilbert.

(phone vibrating)

(Gilbert): Sending
us to voicemail!

(Rohit): Yo, chill, man.
- Yo. What time is it?

(Rohit): Yo, get up. Hakka time.

(Gilbert): Get the fuck--

Hey, sunshine,
how was your night?

Pretty great, actually.

Did you call your father?

Ma, I just woke up!

And can you
unpack a box or two?

You gonna work
all weekend again?

Yes, fine.

Okay.

Bye!

(door opening)

(door closing)

(soft music)

(children playing)

(sizzling)

(beeping)

(sighing)

Ho-ho! You guys
look terrific today.

Look, you got all
dressed up just for us.

Jaspreet, it's too damn
early for your bullshit.

It's half past
noon, you waste.

But you're right, we're
busy, and I don't have time

to humiliate you, so let's get
to it. What are we having?

Chili chicken, extra gravy,

Manchurian noodles,
mixed fried rice,

and a wonton soup.

For me.

Food will be out quick.
Make sure this one...

...doesn't puke on my table.

So how'd you know
that Claire girl?

She's a barista at
the place I go to write.

A lie.

A white-hipster barista chick?

That's like Alex's kryptonite.

(laughing)

Oh shit.

You are not gonna like
what's about to happen.

What?

Hello, boys.

Hi, Ashish.

Hey, Mr. Sharma.

Long time no see.

How's it going, Gilbert?

You know, same old, same old.

Yeah. I can see, sadly.

You fellas look like you took
the Blue Night bus home.

Yes. But that was his fault.

Oh.

Fuck yeah.

Rohit? Chatty
as always, I see.

Yeah. Don't mind him.
He had one too many
to drink last night.

That's super. Listen,
I need to talk to Ash.

Yeah. That means get
the fuck outta here.

Got it.

We were just leaving, anyway.

- But... Hakka.
- Move, homie.

Exit's right there.

There you go.

Maybe I can just take
some of this to go?

No? Totally fine.

Great seeing you
again, Mr. Sharma.

You mind?

(sighing)

(clears throat)

(sighing)

Mmm.

Now...

I know it's not that you
didn't get my messages.

And I know your mom's
been on you to call me,

so you can't really blame
me for showing up here.

I can't?

How's the writing going?

Really?
(chuckling)

I thought I'd try.

Mmm.

You should dig into
this, it's really good.

- Why are you here, Dad?
- Hey!

What's up, Vijay uncle?
When did you get here?

And what happened
to the two morons?

Hey, Jaspreet.

(in Hindi): How
are things going?

You know, it's going.

We just opened a new
location on Morningside

(in English): So that's
been a shit show.

(chuckling)

Haven't seen you here in
a while. Where you been?

Around, you know,

just dealing with
some family stuff.

"Dealing with
some family stuff?"

Yeah, totally, Jazz.

You see, Dad here,
he cheated on my mom,

they split up, we
had to sell our house

and me and him haven't
talked in months.

So you know...

"Family stuff".

(chuckles)

I'll be honest, I don't
know how to react to that,

so I am just going to walk away.

You really think
it was that simple?

Actually, I don't know,
because you and Mom wanna do

this Indian thing where you
don't tell us anything.

But I know enough.

Listen, I know I
owe you some answers.

But it's also not as simple
as me just being an asshole.

So...

You know, one day, if you
want to get into it, we can,

but that's not why I came here.

Oh, it's not?

Shocking.

(rattling)

What's going on there?

Hmm?

That thing in
your hand got worse?

Oh, yeah.
(clears throat)

Yeah, it did.

That's what I need
to talk to you about.

The doctor says I have
Parkinson's disease.

What?

No. You said it was a "familial
tremor" or something.

Yeah. That's what
they thought before. They
don't think that anymore.

But what changed?

How do they know that for sure?
- It's okay, Ashish.

- How the fuck is it okay?
- I mean, it's not okay.

But it'll be okay. I'll be okay.

They got me on meds.

The tremor is
controllable for now.

What do you mean "for now"?

It's a degenerative illness.

Look, kiddo, I'm not gonna die.

And this isn't the reason why

I wanted us to
start talking again,

but maybe, if there's
a silver lining here,

it's that, you know,

we can start to move past
everything that's happened.

Oh, I get it. You thought
you were gonna come here,

tell me you're
sick, and then what?

Everything's rosey?

Water under the bridge?

What do you want
me to tell you?

Going through this shit alone
doesn't sound like fun.

This is fucked.

Ash!

Fuck me.

(percussive music)

- How long have you known?
- He tracked you down, finally.

- How fucking long, Ma!?
- Calm down, beta.

Calm down? Are you serious?

Look, I'm sorry you found
out this way, but I tried, I
tried telling you to call him.

Ma, you could've just told
me yourself! - No, I couldn't.

He asked me not to.

- So, what now?
- What do you mean?

Mom, he's sick, he
can't just be alone.

He's not alone, he has us.

- Is he going to move back in?
- Come on, Ashish.

What?

Mom, are you fucking serious?

Mom! Where are you
going right now?

Ma, this is important.

I'm late!
It's a lot to take in, I know.

But we'll talk about it
tomorrow, okay? I promise.

You... Did you know?

(door opening)

You fucker?!
- Play nice.

(door closing)

(sighing)

(indistinct shouting)
(clattering)

Fuck me.

(Ash): You know the thing we
always hear as young writers

is to "write what we know".

That's why it was
important for me to set
the story in Scarborough.

It's not a coincidence that
it's to the east of the city.

East L.A., East Van,

East London, East Oakland.

The East is reserved
for a certain few of us.

It's what I know.

I know that when you're
from the suburbs,

the city feels like
it's so close, but...

just out of reach.

You feel like you could
reach out and grab it.

But you always come up
just a little bit short.

Totally. Oh, my
God, totally, dude.

And I think you captured
that beautifully.

It's part of the reason
we asked Rebecca for us
all to meet here today.

The authenticity, it
leaps off the page at us.

And that's a big, you know, it's
a big part of what we do here.

It's all about
the authenticity.

Plus "The Ends"
are hot right now.

It's super hot.

(chuckling)
Hot.

We do have some notes, though.

Couple quickies.

From Pat.
- Mm-hmm.

You were on
autopilot in there.

Yeah. We've done this
enough times now...

Speaking of which.

I got word from the
McAllister folks.

They really like your work,
they really loved you.

But they're passing.
- Shocker.

Don't be discouraged.
It's like I always said,

this is all just like
all part of the process.

Did they have any feedback?

Yeah. They love your voice.

They love the authenticity.

Oh, you fucker.

(chuckling)

Very similar
notes from Penguin.

You read those?

Yeah.

(elevator doors opening)

And?

No.

- Ash!
- No!

They want immigranty diaspora
porn. I don't do that shit.

Have you thought more about
the non-fiction proposal?

It's a great way to build
an audience. - The novel is a
great way to build an audience.

I know, I know.

Listen, I feel really
good about this one.

These guys love you.

Fingers crossed, okay?

Okay.

Fingers crossed!

(rhythmic music playing)

- Hey.
- Hey.

Good to see you.

This is an interesting
choice for a place.

Yeah, yeah,

a friend recommended
it to me a while back.

Hi there, folks, how
are we doing tonight?

Good, yeah. Um... Thirsty.

Perfect. We can certainly
do something about that!

Tonight's special,
one-night-only cocktail
is the Boris Yeltsin.

It's the former President's
favourite wasabi distilled
Grey Goose, of course,

freshly muddled green cucumber,
of course, elderflower,

Florida Lemon, of course,

a cheeky little twist of
freshly squeezed apple juice

topped with a puff
of Earl Grey air.

- Wow.
- Of course.

(chuckling)
How did you find this place?

Did you just google some
Blog TO shit or something?

- No!
- So if I look up

"hottest bars in
Toronto" right now,

this place... wouldn't show up?

No. Like I said, a friend
recommended it and...

Fuckin' Blog TO.
(laughing)

You really put
in a lot of effort!

Listen, I can't keep up with
how fast shit changes down here.

Every two seconds, there's
a hot new ramen place

or ice cream made
out of brown rice.

Where I live, it's
Jack Astors or Kelseys.

Life is simple.

You had a lot of first
dates at Jack's, huh?

Are you kidding? You
can't start at Jack's.

You gotta work your
way up to Jack's.

Third date minimum.

(clears throat)
- Right. Sorry.

(chuckling)

You wanna get the hell
outta here? - Yes, please.

Great.

Oh, God.

Wait, you don't need a Master's
degree to write, do you?

No, but after undergrad,
I really wasn't sure what the
next step was supposed to be,

so I figured, what the hell.

So you wrote a
whole book in school?

It's a short book.

And now, do you know what
the next step is or...?

Fuck no.
(laughing)

I set my alarm for 10
AM every day so I don't
sleep in till noon.

You know how they say after
school you "hit the real world"?

It feels like the
moment I graduated,

the real world hit me
as hard as it could.

What do you mean?

Nah. Little too
real for a first date.

There's a limit to how real
you should be on a first date?

Fair enough.
(chuckling)

I had lunch with my
dad a couple days ago.

Or more like he crashed
my lunch with the boys.

You guys are...

on the outs or...?

My parents split
up a few months ago.

My brother and I moved
into a condo with my mom.

And my dad lives alone now.

That's rough, I'm sorry.

I haven't gotten to
the rough part yet.

Shit.

So my dad shows up to my
favourite Hakka joint...

Your what joint?

- Hakka. Yeah.
- What is Hakka?

You're being serious?

- Yes?
- Whoa.

Oh, fuck. I'm being super
white right now, aren't I?

So white. I'll make fun of you
later. Can I finish the story?

Yes. Okay, so your dad...

shows up to your
favorite restaurant.

To tell me he has
Parkinson's disease.

Too much?

No. Are you
fucking kidding me?!

(sighing)

He just showed up without any
warning to tell you that?

Well, he had been trying to
contact me for a few weeks.

Oh. So, he didn't have
much of a choice then.

Whoa, hey, whose
side are you on?

His.
(laughs)

Thank you for sharing that.

Your head must be all
over the place right now.

Yeah. Weirdly enough, tonight,
my head stayed right here.

Mon plaisir!

Quoi? Tu ne parle pas français?

I already forgot one
language growing up.

That's enough.

You don't speak Hindi?

Whoa. You said
Hindi, not "Indian".

Bonus points.

Geography major, hello.
(laughs)

What about your
fam? You close?

Yeah. They're sweet.

I did leave the West Coast
to get away from them,

but now I realize
that I'm pretty lucky.

They're nice people.

Yeah. I think
sometimes you need that
distance for perspective.

I hear.

(chuckling)
- Yeah.

I really like this place.

Me too. I come
here all the time.

I live around the corner.

Nice.

So how come I never saw you
at the coffee shop before?

Maybe I was there and
you just didn't notice?

I would notice you.

(chuckling)
- Um...

I'm in and out of there.

I just pick up shifts
whenever I need them.

Speaking of which, I'm
actually opening tomorrow.

So... you wanna walk me home?

- It's no big deal.
- No, yeah, yeah. I'd love to.

(soft music)

I love this part of the city.

Yeah. You wanna
move down here?

Not in the cards right now.

After everything that
happened with my parents...

Yeah, that's fair.

Plus, the rent you guys
pay down here is bonkers.

It is crazy.
(laughing)

I got really lucky,
my landlord is friends

with my parents from out west.

You've been here how long?

I moved from Victoria...

God, I think five years ago now.

God, has it been that long?

And after Montreal?

Think you're gonna come back?

Um...

I don't know.

I don't know. I kinda feel like

I've done the whole
Toronto thing.

Oh yeah?

What's the furthest east you've
been on the subway line?

Wait, no, let me guess.

Woodbine.

The Beaches, right?

Oh.

(laughing)

God damn it.

Oh, you got me there.
(laughing)

Well, maybe now I have...
a reason to go east?

Try some Takka.

Hakka!

(chuckling)
- I know.

This is me.

I'm up top.

I'm really sorry to
hear about your dad.

Good thing your
friend's a neurologist.

Dave?

One of your best friends?

Dating my friend Megan?

Holy shit.

Thank God you're pretty.

I didn't even think of that.

I mean, it hasn't even really
hit me that he's like,

a real doctor now. You know?

See you soon.

Yeah.

Oh, Alex, um...

You should probably chug it if
you wanna make the last train.

(chuckling)

Oh, fuck!

(laughing)

(subway chiming)

(cheering)

(panting)

(soft music)

(sighing)

Fuck!

Yup.

When did he find out?

Few weeks ago, apparently.

What did he look like?

He's lost a bunch of weight.

That's not from
the Parkinson's.

- No?
- No.

I guess that's good.

I meant his tremors.

Oh. I didn't even
notice it at first.

He's had that slight shake
in his hand for a while now.

Now what? - I was
hoping you could tell me.

No. I meant, now what
between you and him?

(scoffs)

Okay, look, the good news is

they diagnosed it,
which isn't easy.

And your dad's pretty
healthy overall,

and there's a lot of cool new
research happening in the field.

Plus, he probably
has solid benefits

from the transit union, right?

I think so.

Okay. Let me put
some thought into it

and I'll text you
tonight with some stuff.

Articles to read,
names of doctors,

stuff like that.

Assuming... you want me to.

Yeah. Thanks, dude.

I gotta say, it's pretty awesome

seeing you like this. Like--

(PA announcement): Dr. Fam,
please join Dr. Stevens

in examination room 6 as soon as
possible. Dr. Fam.

"Dr. Fam".

So cool.

Do these people know
you once got arrested

for beating up a
security guard at K-Mart

after he caught you shoplifting?

(sighing)

Okay, I think it's
time for you to go.

(knocking on door)

- Hey.
- Hey.

(sighing)
- Come on in.

I just need a second.

(door opening)

Okay.

I think I got everything.

Cool.

Dave said to bring your I.D.

and any papers your
family doctor gave you.

Done and done.

How are we getting there?

- Hi, Mr. Sharma!
- Oh, fuck.

We needed the ride.

You want... You want front?

It's like some sort
of retarded Uber.

Dude?!

(car starting)

(hip-hop music playing)

What are you
pantywaists up to?

I just got this waste
a job at the brewery.

Oh yeah, is that
place still around?

Yeah. We're doin'
great actually.

Relatively speaking.

We can't all be livin'
off arts-grant money.

How's the writing
going by the way?

He doesn't like
to talk about that.

So when do I get to
read your short novel?

They call it a "novella".

Novella!

Seriously, I never got a
chance to read it. - Yeah. You
were busy with other shit.

(phone vibrating)

Is that the hipster chick?

Hipster chick?

Stop saying "hipster"!

Somebody new?

No, this is not happening.

Yeah. Thanks for
the ride, boys.

Whose car is this anyway?

It was our boy Marlon's,
but he got deported.

Oh.

Well, it's a real piece of shit.

Yeah.

(sighing)

(indistinct chatter)

Mr. Sharma, you began
experiencing your symptoms

about a year ago?

About that, yeah.

(clears throat)

And have you noticed any
freezing of your gait?

- My gait?
- Um...

Have you noticed any difficulty
walking through a doorway?

Um, freezing up.
- Oh, no, no.

Okay. Okay, good. Uh,
well, all things considered,

seems like you're still able to
do everyday tasks by yourself.

- Oh, most definitely.
- Yeah. Great.

Well, I'm gonna do a couple
tests on you, if that's alright.

So I'm gonna start
with this hand first.

(clears throat)

And...

Wonderful. Back to this hand.

How are your parents doing?

They're doing great.

Great, perfect. Now, we're
gonna go to this hand.

And we're going to
screw in a lightbulb.

(starts singing)

(laughing)

It's like a Bollywood
dance, you know?

Perfect. Now this
hand, same thing.

- Huh.
- Great. Wonderful.

Now back to this hand,
we're going to touch

our fingers together, nice
and wide. Nice and quick.

Perfect. Now this hand.

(muffled): Nice and quick.

Perfect. Okay, great. Wonderful.

Hey, Dave, uh, where's
the washroom here? - Down
the hall to the left.

Thanks.

(door opening)

(door closing)

Remember that time you
gave that security guard

a bloody thrashing?

(vomiting)

(sighing)

You good?

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

Ash, this is Dr. Lidstone.

Hi, Dr. Lidstone.

Thank you so much for seeing us.

We really appreciate it.

No problem, no problem at all.

So Dave tells me that
you're old friends.

- Yeah. Since 9th grade.
- 9th grade!

Well, I'm happy to help.

So, as I was telling your dad,

we'll continue you
on the medication,

and increase the
dosage if needed.

But that can cause things like
dyskinesia and stiffness,

so we have to be careful.

There's also surgical options,

but I think we're a
long way from that.

Great.

Couple more things.

How is your sleep?
- Fine.

Good sleep.
- Good.

Do you ever act out your dreams?

Walk around? Throw things?

(chuckling)

If I do, I don't
remember it in the morning.

(chuckling)

Well, it's a symptom we
should know about because
it can be dangerous.

If you feel any of
those symptoms emerge,

you'll let us know right away?

But for now, all
things considered,

I think you're doing quite well.

It's nice to meet
you, Mr. Sharma.

- You too, doc.
- Thank you for coming in.

- Thank you.
- Okay.

Thanks.

Mr. Sharma, you are a
bus driver? Correct?

Still a bus driver, Dave.

Well, don't worry. We will
provide you with a letter

to get you off the bus
when the time comes.

Why would we need to do that?

Well, there's a chance

that you won't be able
to drive for much longer.

As your motor
functions diminish,

your reaction time
diminishes as well.

Great, awesome.

Thanks again, man.

Don't be silly, I'm
always happy to help.

Uh, you guys take your time.

Thank you, bro.

(door closing)

That wasn't so bad?

Sure.

You get to leave
the fucking bus.

No more shitty teenagers.

Air-conditioned
collector's booth.

Right.

Alright, let's... let's
get the hell out of here.

Your brother texted me.

And?

You know what he told me?

He said weed is really
good for this stuff.

Hari recommended weed
for something? Shocker.

Do you know where
we can get some?

Are you serious?

You think there's a shortage of
cannabis shops in this city?

You know what, never mind.

I'll just go with
Hari another time.

No, no, we got this.

You know, the irony of this,

the worst beating you guys ever
gave me came when you found
that roach under the porch.

You remember that?
- Sure.

You tried to blame Rohit.

Yo what?!

Do you even know how to roll?

Roll what?

Jesus.

Yo, let's hit up the
place on Birchmount.

Going to buy
drugs with my son.

Every immigrant's dream.

We've got these wooden ones.

Very beautiful design.

This just screws right in here.

Two pieces might
not be the best idea,

in case...
- In case what?

Well, we also have the pens.

Sleek, light, very easy to use.

We'll take it. - Excellent.
I'll pack that up for you.

And what about the... stuff?

You can say "weed", man.

Well, these actually take oil.

Oil?! More expensive?

Well, price varies
depending on the strain.

We've got Hindu Kush.

Bombay Baba.

Mysore mango...

Coochie, coochie.

Did you know that Indians were
the first to cultivate ganja?

I bet when we leave...

Oh, namaste.

Namaste.

(soft music)

(laughing)

(continues laughing)

What's wrong with you?

You get a contact
high in there?

No. I just remembered...

I actually did
punch your mom once!

- What!?
- No, no, not...

In my sleep, you know...

What the doc was saying
about acting out dreams.

I had this dream
I was being robbed

and fighting off the burglar.

Turns out, I was
fighting your mom.

What did she do?

She... She punched
me right back!

And then, she said
to me in Hindi...

"I don't know what
you're dreaming about,

but you're fucking
with the wrong bitch."

(laughing)

Hi, beta, what's up?

Hey.

Did you write today?

I took Dad to the hospital.

- To see Dave?
- Yeah.

And some fancy neurologist who
specializes in Parkinson's.

That's great.

That's so nice of
Dave to set that up.

How'd it go?

Not bad.

Weird.

I bet.

Mom.

He needs to move back in.

- The doctor said this?
- No, but...

It's gonna get worse and he's
alone in that apartment.

Have you seen the place?

(chuckling)
- No, but I can imagine.

- This isn't funny.
- I know, I know.

But listen, he's not alone.

You and him are talking, Hari
will help, we're all here.

No. We're all here. He's not.

(sighing)

Listen to me.

This sucks, I know it sucks.

I remember when Nana got sick.

Nothing prepares you for that.

But this is not the thing that's
going to save our marriage.

You need to get
that into your head.

When did you know?

- He told me a few weeks ago.
- No, no. I mean...

I know that's when the
doctors confirmed it.

But when did you know?

- Hmm.
- Yeah.

Seems like you got
out just in time.

(indistinct chatter)

(rhythmic music playing)

Yeah. He just got all weird

when they told him he'd
have to quit driving.

I don't get it.

Honestly, I thought
that'd be a bonus.

Yeah. But maybe it's like
a freedom thing, you know?

Like, not being able to work

because you physically
can't anymore

has gotta be really tough.

I guess...

You heard from your agent?

What you been up to?

Besides torturing brown
guys at the coffee shop.

There are no brown people at
the coffee shop, you dummy.

(chuckling)

Come on, I wanna
introduce you to people.

(indistinct chatter)

Sorry.
(laughing)

Guys, this is Ash.

This is Sam and Kate's place.

Thanks for coming!

I was happy to get the invite.

Your place is awesome.

Oh thanks, man.
Yeah, we... we love it.

Where do you live?

Um... I'm from
Scarborough, actually.

Oh, Scarborough.

(chuckling)
(clears throat)

Must have taken you a
while to get down here, eh?

I hear that commute's a bitch.

I'm gonna go get another
beer. Do you want one?

Yeah. Yeah, for sure.

Yeah. Nice meeting you guys.

(music in the background)

(indistinct chattering)

(soft music playing)

(indistinct chatter)

Hmm...

I gotta catch that last train.

Hmm...

Mm-hmm.

Not tonight.

I'm gonna go get my jacket
and say bye to a few people.

Can you give me five?

Mm-hmm.

Oh! You guys headed out?

Yeah.

Oh, cool, cool.

Yo, Claire's told you
about Montreal, right?

Uh-huh.

It's a sweet situation
you got here, man.

How's that?

You get to smash for a few
weeks, and then she's gone.

No messy shit, right, homie?

You know that's what this
is for her too, right?

Just a fling before she moves.

That's all.

(inaudible)

(rhythmic music)

What was that?

Nothing. Let's get outta here.

- You want food?
- Yes! Hell yes!

What do you want?

Où est la bibliothèque?

Oh, j'aime ces croissants!

(laughing)

Où est la station de
métro, s'il vous plaît?

Can you cut that shit out?

Why do you hate
French so much?

We didn't come here
until I was in sixth grade.

By then, I was way
behind in school and...

it was always my worst mark.

Like a B+?

Nah, the French teacher
actually thought I was dumb.

She even called my parents
in for a meeting once.

That must have been the
worst day of your life.

(laughing)
- I remember my mom was like,

"Well, considering he's never
taken French a day in his life,

I'd say he's doing quite well."

That fake Indian
accent is really good!

Who says that's
the fake accent?

(laughing)

You idiot!

(music playing softly)

What?

Like... why?

- Oh, give me a break.
- It's stupid!

Listen, "Claire", you're
never gonna get this, alright?

This is a pain that you
people can't comprehend.

Yeah, but it's
fucked. You shouldn't
have to use a fake name.

Yeah, no shit.

Look, look over there...

Can I get your name, sir?

Uh, it's Paul.

How do you know his
name isn't actually Paul?

(laughing)

Okay, I gotta go.

Say hi to Dave for me.

Yeah.

(zipper opening)

(indistinct PA announcement)

(phone vibrating)

(Dave): Yo! Where's your pops?

I honestly have no idea.

He never showed?

No. I've been texting
him, but no response.

Maybe he messed up the date?

Yeah.

Sorry, dude.

No worries. Um, look...
Text me to reschedule.

Okay? I gotta go.

Wait. Actually, come with me.

I wanna show you something.

Harry!

- Hi!
- Hi!

(door closing)

(sighing)

This is my friend Ash.

- Hi, Ash.
- Hey.

Harry, Ash's father

was recently diagnosed
with Parkinson's.

Hmm. I'm sorry to hear that.

It's not the end of
the world, though, Ash.

Thanks.

Harry, I wanted to know
if you could show Ash

how your DBS works.
- Yeah, for sure.

- Great.
- Yeah, right now?

Yeah, that'd be great.

Okay...

Uh...

I'm going to turn it off now.

Here we go.

I give you that.
- Mm-hmm.

Got it.

Okay, I'm gonna hit the juice
and get it going.

(sighing)

Holy shit.

(laughing)

Sorry.

That's what I
said the first time.

(laughing)

(Dave): Thank you.

(Ash): They actually
put a chip in his brain?

No, not a chip. He's
not a PC, you dummy.

And it's definitely not a cure,

but the results tend to be
really helpful for some people.

His shaking when you
turned it off, is that what
he's like without any meds?

Yeah.

Fuck.

Your dad's a long
way away from that.

Okay, but that's definitely
something to keep in mind

for the future.

Thanks, dude.

You know, the more
I learn about this,

the less nervous I get.

Now we just gotta get
your dad to show up.

(chuckling)

(sighing)

It's called The
Book of Nightmares

by Galway Kinnell.

I mean, it's poetry...
- Uh, hi?

Hey.
- Ash!

(laughing)

I didn't know it was "take
your kid to work" day!

See you, Frank.

Are you serious?

You know Dave pulled strings to
get you that follow-up, Dad.

Oh, that? Yeah, I...
I picked up a shift.

You should've called.

You know he's making an
effort to help us out!

Alright, alright,
relax. I didn't...

I didn't feel up to
it. I felt fine today,

and a shift came up here...

It's not about today!
It's about the future!

Uh, yeah. Well,
it's my future.

I didn't feel like going.

I don't need a scolding.

Dad, you can't miss
these appointments, okay?

Right.

Last time it happens.

Listen, I need food.

Come with?
- No.

No. No more nasty takeout.

Quick, before the
kids kick in. Come on.

(children playing
in the distance)

Hey, we're going
to the grocery store.

How's... you know...

Stuff?

What stuff?

You know.

What? No, I don't know.

Girls. Let's start there.

How's the hipster girl?

Her name's Claire

and I'm not talking
to you about her.

Okay.

Do you think you can help
me set up a Tinder profile?

Dad, that's disgusting.
You're not allowed on Tinder.

What about the writing?

It's going okay.

Your mom says that
your novella is amazing.

I think she said it was
more mature than you are.

Okay, how about these ones?

You don't have to
really do anything,

they're ready in like five
minutes, just add water.

You know I can't
eat this bland shit.

Well, Dad, you can't
eat take out rogan josh

the rest of your life either.

Hmm.

Vindaloo?

No, I like Karahi better.

No Karahi.

They got Korma.

Uh...

(in Hindi): Come on,
let's do the Madras curry.

(in English): Okay.

Do you know how to cook it?

- Now? Do I add it now?
- No, just wait! Let...

Let me check the recipe again!
- I don't think it's supposed

to look like this!
(alarm ringing)

(music playing on radio)

So, about my Tinder profile...

Maybe I should help Mom
with hers, how about that?

I don't think she
needs the Tinder.

What's that mean?

Arif uncle says your
mom has a new friend.

What?

It's no surprise. It's...

It's been a while, and
she's a catch, so...

Oh shit. Here, gimme that.

You wanna move to the table?

No, no, that's alright.

That shit was gross anyway.

(laughing)
(grunting)

(sighing)

Now, is Tinder the one
that's for sex only or--

Horny people, yeah.
Yeah, sex, mostly sex.

(soft music)

(phone vibrating)

(door closing)

Hi, beta.

How was your night?

Okay.

Where've you been?

With Dad. We made curry.

How did that go?

You're seeing somebody?

Your dad told you?

Yeah. He assumed I knew.

Yes.

I am seeing someone.

Now? With everything
that's happening with Dad?

See this, this is
why I didn't tell you.

Because you knew I'd remind
you that your husband is sick?

(in Hindi): I don't
have a husband.

(in English): Why is that
so hard for you to accept?

That's real convenient
for you, now, isn't it?

Stop it. Stop
insinuating that shit.

I asked him to stay.

Even after what he'd done.

But he wanted out.

And you know what?

It was the right decision,

because me and him, we are over.

Ma, you don't have to be!

He needs us now.
Don't you get it?

No, I get it just fine.

This isn't about his
illness or my feelings.

This is about you not having
to deal with something messy.

But guess what?

(in Hindi): Our family is messy.

(in English): Just deal with it!
- What do you want me to do?

Invite whoever the fuck
you're dating to dinner?

His name is Steven.

He's white?
(sighing)

(scoffing)

This is perfect.

Dad's sick and you're off
with some loser white boy

who probably just wants to...

You shut up.

You shut the fuck up right now.

How dare you?

You don't know him.

You don't get any say
on who I choose to see.

You got it?

(door opening and closing)

(sighing)

(birds chirping)

Yo. Wake up.

Oh... What time is it?

- 6:30.
- Oh, fuck you, man.

Some of us have jobs, bitch.

(groans)

Mom's leaving in a sec,
Dad's gone already.

Get up, get some coffee,
take a shower, get out.

What happened to that
sweet boy up there?

(tongue smacking)

No! Yo, yo!

(sighing)

Yo, can I borrow your car today?

Oh, for fuck's sake!

Ash?

Are you kidding with this?

I just cleaned this place up!

Right. Well, you see,
the weed makes me hungry.

No. It's not the weed.

It's that you're a
50-something-year-old child who
can't do a damn thing by himself

now that he's lost his
live-in housekeeper.

Oh, really?

Well, I guess the
apple doesn't fall...

(sighing)

Whatever. The tree thing.

When was the last time
you bought her groceries?

And you...

Yo, I deal with the doctors
and the fucking food

and you get to swoop in with
the kush and be the hero, huh?

I guess we finally found a way
for you to contribute something.

Cool.

See, that's the difference
between you and me.

I know I fucked
up with your mom.

I owed her better.
But you're mad at her

'cause she didn't
wilt after I left.

You're mad 'cause she's stronger
than you thought she was.

No, I know how fucking strong
she is. I see it every day.

(scoffs)
I see her grind and claw

to keep us a family while you
barely function as an adult.

(Hari): You ever tell her that?

Either of you?

(together): Shut
the fuck up, Hari!

(Vijay): Fucking
ingrate bastard.

(door opening)

(door closing)

(urban soundscape)

(phone vibrating)

(sighing)

(phone ringing)

(Claire): Hey.

Hey, what's up?

Uh, I didn't hear back
from you about dinner.

Is everything okay?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, sorry.

It's just, my parents are...

You know.
- No, I get it.

So... dinner?

My place?

I got a better idea.

(soft music)

I don't know. It just
caught me off guard.

So you had no idea
she was seeing someone?

No!

- God, men are idiots.
- What?

Well, there's no way
there weren't clues,

you just didn't wanna see them.
- Okay, alright.

Easy on the analysis,
geography major.

I'm weirdly
excited about this.

You're acting like a tourist

about to try some
strange street food.

Okay! One chili-chicken,
extra gravy,

and Manchurian fried rice.

Thank you! Looks great.

Good luck to you.

Thank you.

(laughing)

What the fuck are you doing?

It's my first
Hakka experience.

I have to document it.
- No, put that shit away!

You're embarrassing me!

Thank you.

It's good.

Good?

It's good. It's different.

Oh, you don't like it.

No, it's great! It's
just... It's intense.

There's almost too much flavour.

Say that again?

Like too much flavour.

Right. So you're
hearing yourself?

Sorry, I'll get used to it!

I just need, you
know... I need time.

No. You've lost
your Hakka privileges.

Uh, excuse you!

(birds chirping)

I didn't even know
this was here.

Yeah, few of your kind do.

Let's keep it that way.
(laughing)

God, it's so beautiful.

I wanted you to see it.

Before you left the city.

Claire, this has been amazing.

But...

Wait, are you breaking
up with me right now?

(laughing)

Are you fucking
laughing at me right now?

Sorry, sorry!

Dude!

You thought I'd
be really upset?

Like shed a little tear?

We could hug it out

and stare longingly
into each other's eyes?

Yeah, that, and one last
fuck in the back of the car.

- Oh...
- Gilbert's car.

(laughing)

Wow, talking this out

just really scares the
shit outta you, huh?

Claire, what's the point?

We know where this ends.

You're not staying here.

I'm not going there.

Sure, but can't we
just let it be what it is

until the time comes?

I don't think I can.

- Why not?
- Because!

Not everyone can do that.

Not all of us can...

work when we want, and
live where we want,

and fuck whoever we want and
just have shit work out.

- Okay.
- Hey...

So you'd honestly
rather do this now

than just feel whatever you're
gonna feel when I leave?

Claire, listen.

Everything in my life
is uncertain right now.

Everything.

I just... I can't handle
another good thing ending.

Maybe it ends,
maybe it doesn't.

Maybe it's, you know, a little
different than you imagined it,

but maybe it's still
something good.

I'm sorry.

I guess that's it then.

(seatbelt unbuckling)

Thanks for the ride.

Claire...

(car door closing)

(voicemail): Hey,
Ash, it's Rebecca.

I just got off the phone
with Pat and Graeme and...

Sorry, it looks like they're
going to reluctantly pass.

I have to admit, this
one surprised me.

I really thought we had it.

Anyway, onward, right?

Talk soon.

(sighing)

(♪ Edit the Sad Parts
♪ by Modest Mouse)

(inaudible)

♪ Sometimes all I really
want to feel is loved ♪

♪ Sometimes I'm angry
that I feel so angry ♪

♪ Think it over ♪

♪ Does the heir earn the
hearts of the high rollers? ♪

♪ Cut it again shit ♪

(shouting)

Fuck off me!

Let me go!

Come on, man, let's go!

Get the fuck out!

Get in!

Go!

Go, man!

(tires screeching)

Why do you keep cleaning
the same spot? There's
nothing left to clean!

Stop!

Hard at work, I see.

Boys, uh...

Not sure what got
into me last night.

Got you a little peace
offering from Mona's.

Appreciate you having my back.

(sucking teeth)
- Who was that guy?

He was at a party Claire
took me to. - And what?
He tried stepping to you?

No, no, he just said
some shit on the sly.

I let him walk, but when
I saw him last night...

Yeah, I don't know.

What's with you?

With me?

We almost got into it last night
'cause of your mopin' ass.

Yo. That's why I'm here.

I'm apologizing to you.

What are you apologizing for?

What if someone called
the cops last night?

Yeah, you're right.

Okay? I'm sorry.

It's just...

With everything that's
happening with my pops...

No, man.

This isn't about your pops.

You were with Claire before
you texted me last night.

Somethin' happened there,

and you almost dragged
us in with you.

Yo, chill. Relax.

It's cool.

Listen.

Just give him some
time, and he'll be fine.

Alright?

And get your shit together.

Hey!

Give.

(machines whirring)

(soft music)

(music playing softly)

(coffee pouring)

What can I get you, brother?

Just an Americano, please.

Cool. Your name?

Dude?

It's... Ashish.

My name is Ashish.

Whoa! Cool name.

Thank you.

Tap right there.
(machine beeping)

(coffee pouring)

This motherfucker...

- Kevin?
- Yeah.

Really?

Yes.

What's your real name, Kevin?

(scoffing)
- It's... Kevin.

Okay. You know
what? Fuck off, Kevin.

- What?
- No coffee for you.

- But I paid--
- No, go fuck yourself, Kevin.

Next!
(door opening)

Sorry! Hey.

Oh, great. Alex is here,
everyone! Hey, Alex, do
you know Kevin over there?

(Kevin): I didn't do anything!
- Shut the fuck up, Kevin!

Can we talk? Could
you take a quick break?

I know you're leaving soon...

and I just wanted
to say I'm sorry.

This thing has been really
good, and once it's gone,

all I have left is
the other stuff.

I was trying to rip the
Band-Aid off, I guess,

but that's not
really fair to you.

Thank you.

And there may have been some
truth to what you said to me.

No, I was just being a dick.

Well, that part
is definitely true.

No, but I do take for
granted what it means

to pick up and go
whenever you want to.

And I know not everyone
has that option, so...

Hey, I'm just gonna
ask you this once,

and for legal obligations only.

There's no part of you
that wants to stay, right?

No.

Is there any part of
you that wants to leave?

No.

I'm leaving this weekend.

Oh.

But I'm having a
small thing at my place,

just like, a few friends,

a little goodbye
party type thing.

Will you please come?

You can bring Gilbert and Rohit.

Honestly, it might be tough.

(phone vibrating)

Sorry.

Ma?

What!?

No, no. Yeah, don't
worry. I got it.

Yeah, yeah.

Shit, I gotta go.

Something's up with my dad.

Can I do anything?

No, I got it.

Thanks for...

Thanks.

(groans)

(train rumbling)

Fuck! Dad, you okay?

I'm fine.

- I'm fine, calm down.
- What happened?

Ash, I'm fine. I...
(laughing)

I dinged my mirror on
a pole, that's all.

Your brother's voice was
bouncing around in my head.

I just... got overwhelmed
and distracted for a second.

- Really?
- Shut up, yes.

I know what you're thinking.
- Dad--

Ash, be quiet. Your
father is talking.

It's not the...

You know.

I swear. No shakes,
nothing. I just...

Look, I've had a lot
on my mind, okay?

You have to tell them, Dad.

I know.

This is the only job I've liked
since we came here, you know?

Let's get outta here.

(grunting)

Wanna get a beer?

Now?

I can't drive anymore.

Might as well get fucked up.

Okay.

Just one.

Just one.

Promise.

(keys rattling)

(breathing shakily)

(burping)

(object rattling)

(object rattling)

Huh?

(soft snoring)

(Hari): What the fuck?

The fuck are you doing?

- Yo!
- Mom!

Shh!
(muffled yelling)

I'm helping you!
Shut the fuck up!

(Nisha): What the
hell is going on?

Huh?

Mom...

(gasps)
(laughing)

Yes, drunk beta?

Mom, it's not your fault.

Hmm?

It's not your fault.

Okay.

Oh...
(laughing)

Okay. Okay, beta. Okay.
(laughing)

This is Steven, by the way.

Hey, Ash.

It's great to meet you finally.

Nisha's told me
so much about you.

I loved your
novella, by the way.

Nice to meet you, Steve.

I'm gonna go throw up now.

He emptied a box.
(laughing)

Yeah, he did!

(groans)

Rohit's still got it, I see.

- It's a gift, really.
- Nize it!

Your girl's leaving tomorrow?

How'd you know that?

Dave's been texting me.

She's having a party.

We're not there?

No, it's just...

seeing her tonight, saying
bye to all her friends,

being all happy...

I don't wanna ruin that for her.

I get it.

You don't wanna be your
usual mopin' ass self.

What if you not being
there is what ruins it?

You think I'm being selfish?

No, no.

These things are hard

and you gotta do what
you gotta do. I get that.

I'm just saying, you both knew
she was leaving when you met.

Didn't stop her from
diving in with you.

If you guys are just gonna
be friends moving forward,

you might as well start tonight.

Plus, Dave said there's gonna
be some bad bitches there so...

(laughing)

Hey, I'm sorry again about
losing it the other night.

I think deep down I
knew you'd stop me.

I got you.

You know that.

We done here?

I got no issue taking
the rest of your money.

Man, shut up!

(chuckling)
- You guys wanna party?

Yes!

(upbeat music)

(indistinct chatter)

Hey! You boys made it!

It was easy! He
wanted to come!

Shut up!

(laughing)

This place is bumpin'.

A'ight, I'll see you
boys in a few hours.

(laughing)

Jeez...

Hey, how's your pops?
- He's good.

Yeah, yeah. I finally got
him to agree to stop driving.

- That's awesome. Good, good.
- All it took was a bus crash.

(coughing)

All good, yeah.

I think she's in the
kitchen with Megan.

(indistinct chatter)

Hey.

Ash! Nice to see you!

Have you seen Dave?

I think he's being
antisocial in the corner.

Yeah, I think Rohit's
about to show him a new
mole he just discovered.

What? Again?

Oh my God, okay,
I gotta save him.

You came.

Yeah. I actually
just came to see

who's getting your
place after you leave.

Oh! You kid, but
like six people

have asked me that tonight.
(laughing)

I'm really happy to see you.

Me too.

You all packed?

I think so, yeah.

I sold most of the big
stuff, so it was pretty easy.

(Megan): Claire! Come!

Uh-oh.

Come.

(♪ It's Time to Wake
Up 2023 ♪ by La Femme)

♪ California ♪

♪ It's time to wake up ♪

♪ California ♪

♪ It's time to wake up ♪

♪ Brush your teeth
take your cup ♪

♪ It's time to wake up ♪

(birds chirping)

- Can you get the door?
- Yeah.

Danke.

(car trunk closing)

Well, Alex...

(chuckling)

This is it, I guess.

If you're ever in Montreal, ma
maison est ta maison.

Sweet.

The boys will love that.

I should probably
think this through...

(laughing)

I know the timing was shit,
but I'm really glad we met.

Yeah, me too.

(sighing)

You had to do it, eh?

(car starting)

(soft music)

(♪)

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