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- 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!

Fuck!

Ash, beta?

Yeah, Mom.

Food's still warm if you're hungry.

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?

Well done.

Yeah, okay.

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.

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?

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.

Dave, let's go get another drink.

Yeah, yeah, let's go.

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.

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.

Oh, my God!

Hurricane! Hurricane!

Who gets a Master's in geography?

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

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!

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!

La Source du Sexe? Incredible.

Some of them are just a general location.

Like "Club Downtown"?

The fuck is that?

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?!

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.

Go!

No!

This is on you.

♪ 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 ♪

Fuck off, Gilbert.

Sending us to voicemail!

- Yo, chill, man. - Yo. What time is it?

Yo, get up. Hakka time.

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!

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.

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?

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?

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.

How are things going?

You know, it's going.

We just opened a new location on Morningside

So that's been a shit show.

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".

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.

What's going on there?

Hmm?

That thing in your hand got worse?

Oh, yeah.

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.

- 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?

You fucker?! - Play nice.

Fuck me.

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.

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.

Very similar notes from Penguin.

You read those?

Yeah.

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!

- 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.

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.

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.

Right. Sorry.

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.

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.

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?!

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

God damn it.

Oh, you got me there.

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

Try some Takka.

Hakka!

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.

Oh, fuck!

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?

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--

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?

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

- Hey. - Hey.

Come on in.

I just need a second.

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?!

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.

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.

Mr. Sharma, you began experiencing your symptoms

about a year ago?

About that, yeah.

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.

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.

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.

Nice and quick.

Perfect. Okay, great. Wonderful.

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

Thanks.

Remember that time you gave that security guard

a bloody thrashing?

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?

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

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.

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.

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."

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?

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.

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.

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.

Come on, I wanna introduce you to people.

Sorry.

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.

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.

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.

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!

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.

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?

You idiot!

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?

Okay, I gotta go.

Say hi to Dave for me.

Yeah.

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!

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.

Holy shit.

Sorry.

That's what I said the first time.

Thank you.

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.

It's called The Book of Nightmares

by Galway Kinnell.

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

Hey. - Ash!

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.

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...

Come on, let's do the Madras curry.

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!

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.

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

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

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?

I don't have a husband.

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?

Our family is messy.

- 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?

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?

Yo. Wake up.

Oh... What time is it?

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

Some of us have jobs, bitch.

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?

No! Yo, yo!

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...

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.

I see her grind and claw

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

You ever tell her that?

Either of you?

Shut the fuck up, Hari!

Fucking ingrate bastard.

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.

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.

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!

I didn't even know this was here.

Yeah, few of your kind do.

Let's keep it that way.

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?

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.

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.

Thanks for the ride.

Claire...

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.

♪ 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 ♪

Fuck off me!

Let me go!

Come on, man, let's go!

Get the fuck out!

Get in!

Go!

Go, man!

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.

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.

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.

This motherfucker...

- Kevin? - Yeah.

Really?

Yes.

What's your real name, Kevin?

It's... Kevin.

Okay. You know what? Fuck off, Kevin.

- What? - No coffee for you.

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

Next!

Sorry! Hey.

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

- 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.

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.

Fuck! Dad, you okay?

I'm fine.

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

Ash, I'm fine. I...

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.

Wanna get a beer?

Now?

I can't drive anymore.

Might as well get fucked up.

Okay.

Just one.

Just one.

Promise.

Huh?

What the fuck?

The fuck are you doing?

- Yo! - Mom!

Shh!

I'm helping you! Shut the fuck up!

What the hell is going on?

Huh?

Mom...

Yes, drunk beta?

Mom, it's not your fault.

Hmm?

It's not your fault.

Okay.

Oh...

Okay. Okay, beta. Okay.

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.

Yeah, he did!

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...

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!

You guys wanna party?

Yes!

Hey! You boys made it!

It was easy! He wanted to come!

Shut up!

This place is bumpin'.

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

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.

All good, yeah.

I think she's in the kitchen with Megan.

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.

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.

Claire! Come!

Uh-oh.

Come.

♪ 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 ♪

- Can you get the door? - Yeah.

Danke.

Well, Alex...

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...

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

Yeah, me too.

You had to do it, eh?

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