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- Hello, my little lotus petals. - Hi.

Someone's in a good mood.

Yes, and it's me.

My daughter's engaged.

The sun is shining, as is my daughter, who is engaged.

Has anyone seen Amaar?

Dark hair, about your height?

Because you see, he asked, but he meant...

- Never mind. - He's in a good mood.

I am. I really am.

I just wanted to give him back his key. My room's ready at Mercy Manor.

Best bed-and-breakfast in town.

It's the only one in town.

Exactly. You see, I'm on fire.

Wait... Where is Amaar?

Why is Baber at the minbar?

Why do I feel I'm about to lose my good mood?

I have some good news, and I have some bad news.

Amaar has left Mercy.

And I shall be filling in as the imam.

What do you mean he "left?"

- When's he coming back? - What's the good news?

That is the good news. Did you not hear?

I shall be the imam.

What's the bad news?

We only have two hours for my sermon.

Amaar's gone?

Where would he go?

Mom...

Dad...

I'm home.

Yep.

Why would Amaar go to Toronto?

I can't believe he left without saying goodbye.

I thought we were close.

I mean...

Him with us... With all of us.

All Reverend Magee said was that he needed some time away.

What can you do?

You're certainly taking it well for a man who brought him in the first place...

It's his life. No point in getting emotional about it.

- Anything else? - No.

Coconut cream pie, please, Fatima.

Sorry, I took it off the menu.

It's... it's gone?

Well, that's not fair.

You rely on a pie like that.

You welcome it into your community,

into your heart...

You grow accustomed to its... plate.

- Honey, are you feeling all right? - I'm fine.

- Guess what just arrived? - Amaar?

Yes, sweetie. It's Amaar in a tiny box.

Rayyan, now that it's official,

- I wanted you to have this. - Oh.

J.J., this is so sweet and so thoughtful.

And so...

And so bright

and heavy.

What do you think? Do you like it?

I don't know what to say.

- Oh, she's speechless. - Yeah.

You want to know why I'm here?

Only a lot.

Okay, this is big.

I'm not sure I am meant to be an imam.

These things happen. More juice?

Aren't you shocked?

Shocked, relieved.

- It's all good. - I guess I just need

some time to figure things out.

Yeah. Of course, dear. You take all the time you need.

Thanks. Means a lot.

Okay. That's long enough. What are you going to do now?

Your mother's right, you know.

You can't just sit here and mope around all day.

"All day"? I've only been here an hour.

And all you've done is mope.

You need to go back to work, mopey. Back to law.

My firm has the perfect case for you.

- Law? I don't know about that... - And I've got the perfect girl.

She wears the hijab.

- Mom, come on. - What?

- I thought that's what you're into. - It's not a fetish!

It's an attraction to like-minded Muslims

who adhere to mutually agreed upon moral and religious tenets.

- Hot. - Amaar, the only way to know

if this is where you belong, is to try and see, hmm?

Look... I'm not gonna promise anything, but...

We'll try things your way for a couple of days, okay?

That's all we ask.

We love and support you, whatever you decide.

Okay.

In a week, we'll have this foolish imam thing out of his head once and for all.

And the old Amaar will be back here where he belongs.

Guys, I'm right here.

Oh. Mwah.

Tsk.

Fatima, I'm so glad you've come.

- Thank you. Why? - Finally,

we can help you overcome your many, many faults.

What are those?

Fault-charts! I've made one for everybody.

The trick was to find the right color for each fault.

From the baby blue of belligerence

to the sage green of sarcasm.

What color is offensive?

Orange.

I have been busy since the community named me fill-in imam.

The community has called you a lot of names.

That is not one of them.

But you came to see me.

I came to deliver the lunch you had ordered.

Did you?

Or did you come for the spiritual guidance you've been seeking your whole life?

But I have so much good advice to give.

Finally...

I don't know your marriage.

But I do know this.

If you love someone... You have to tell them.

Tell them now.

And tell them before it's too late.

Trust me.

You're right.

Somewhere along the way, my husband and I forgot the love.

Who would have thought my marriage would be saved by a lawyer?

Especially one who stood to earn so much in legal fees from my divorce.

Your happiness is more important to us than any money.

Ah.

Helping people...

Isn't that why we all became lawyers?

So, Amaar...

He didn't say anything about why he left, did he?

Well, well, Amaar had to, you know,

he's under a lot of pressure, and...

- No, not really, no. - I'm sorry.

It's none of my business.

Okay, so...

- It's time for another physical. - Yeah.

Is that a brooch you're wearing on your finger?

No. It's my engagement ring.

You noticed it from over there, huh?

I could have noticed it from space.

It's not that big.

You know, it's bold.

It's, uh... It's a statement.

- It's, uh... - Stuck?

Yeah.

Ooh.

We're going to make this physical as quick and as painless as possible.

I'll just get another glove.

Oh, you know, I just remembered.

I have to go shopping for a thing at the, uh,

at the thing store, which is, you know, closes early on...

Whatever day of the week this is...

Gotta go.

What are you building?

It's a rocking chair, obviously.

It's early, yet. I like to build when I think.

Think about what?

Is there some problem you would like to talk about with your new imam?

I'm sure there's a stronger word than "no" but it escapes me.

Yasir, you have got to stop Baber.

He has gone mad with power.

Baber.

Here, I brought you some lunch.

- I didn't order lunch. - I did.

Think about... You-know-who.

I mean, Baber.

I know.

Why will no one talk to me? They talked to Amaar.

What is so great about Amaar?

- Well... - I will answer.

Nothing.

Amaar cared for people. He tried not to judge.

And he always had time for a crisis of conscience,

or I don't know, a game of Scrabble.

Xylophonist. Okey-dokey.

Triple word score, triple again.

I have used all my letters for a total of...

Two hundred and eighty-four.

You see, just like having Amaar here.

Kind of.

Except for starters, he'd let me win.

I respect you far too much to do that.

You know, I said other things about Amaar, the caring, the not judging...

Do you have a word or do you forfeit?

Oh, it's safe, I tell you.

It's bigger than anyone ever imagined.

It's a monster!

- What's wrong? Are you scared? - I'm not scared.

It's about the ring.

Oh, right, my father wanted to know how you liked it.

- Your father? - It's been in the family for years.

Oh, so it's an heirloom?

- Mmm-hmm. - Great.

Well, as much as I love it, I'm just not sure it's appropriate

for a modest Muslim woman to wear a ring that is so...

I guess, big is the word.

Don't be silly, sweetie.

Have you seen the jewelry they wear in Dubai?

- No. Have you? - Yeah, they did a story in Dubai Weekly.

Oh, you get Dubai Weekly?

Well, Dubai Daily was too much.

But with Dubai Monthly, we felt out of touch.

Mmm. She's right. By standards back home, the ring is understated.

- Oh. - My dad was worried it was too small.

Well, thank goodness.

Blob seems allergic to gluten.

Maybe if we fed it a cookie...

Okay. It's not the ring, which I love.

It's engagement rings in general.

It's the inequality. Like the woman wears one, the man doesn't.

Like he's marking his property. Am I right?

I never thought of it that way.

It's just how I feel.

To make a cookie that big,

we need some sort of super oven.

And I know just the man to build it.

Is anybody else getting hungry?

I'd love to study abroad, but my parents...

They don't like the idea of me going to India alone and...

Listen to me, I'm sorry.

Don't be.

- I'm really glad our parents set this up. - Me too.

Jamila, you're a smart, funny, confident woman.

Which is why I think you should go.

- What? - To Bombay.

Oh.

- Really? - Yes.

You should honor your parents.

But if you know where you're supposed to be, you should go.

Now.

You're so right.

Bye.

Paella... For two.

Okay. So, I was thinking about what you said.

And you're right.

There's no reason why you should be wearing a ring and I'm not.

Oh. Thank you for that.

Which is why I got this.

- Oh, boy. - My dad sent it.

It's the other half of the set. What luck, huh?

A-ha! Lucky!

- Rayyan seems unhappy. - Yeah, I know.

- Baber is driving everyone crazy. - I know.

- What are you going to do? - I don't know.

Where's an imam when you need one?

So, son.

I hear you talked Mrs. Daniels out of her divorce.

Her very expensive divorce.

- Isn't it amazing? - Oh, I am amazed.

And I talked to Jamila's mother. Apparently she's going to Bombay.

That is good news.

Maybe we rushed you into all this. Maybe you're not ready.

Yeah, maybe you should stay away from the office for a while. Far away.

Are you kidding? I haven't felt this useful for ages.

Trust me. I will be there bright and early tomorrow.

I need a drink.

What happened to my vodka?

My bourbon?

My precious, precious scotch?

Oh, I meant to tell you, it's gone.

Why would you do such a thing? I loved that scotch.

I think you answered your own question.

No, I didn't. I really, really didn't.

You two have done so much for me.

The least I could do was help us live like a real Muslim family.

Maybe this is where I'm meant to be.

You know what? Mercy seems so far away.

As-Salaam-Alaikum.

Wa-Alaikum-Salaam.

Yeah.

Yasir.

Uh, Reverend.

- You are a man of God, more or less. - You are a flatterer.

Why will no one come talk to me?

- I presume that's rhetorical. - But I am so good at the advice.

When people walk in, I can instantly tell them

all of their problems.

Okay. That's good.

For example, you, you are far too agreeable.

You are a "Yes" man of God.

Yes, I suppose I am.

You see!

Have you never heard that you attract more flies with honey than with vinegar?

Why would I want to attract flies?

Who says, "Boy...

"I wish I could find a way to bring more flies into my life."

The point is...

Maybe, just maybe, instead of you telling people what's wrong,

you could let them tell you what's wrong.

Listen to what they say to me?

That's just crazy enough, it might work.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

You really think I'm a pushover?

Give me $5.

Ha-ha. Nice try.

All I have is a ten.

I'm really glad to see you, but will you tell me what you're doing here?

Okay! I came to talk to you about Mercy.

Be honest. Where else in the world

can you make the kind of friends you have in Mercy, hmm?

Doug?

No, no, I've already told you. I don't need another welcome back party.

All right, okay.

But Thursday's no good. That's Samir's thing.

Yeah. Okay. See you there.

Sorry about that.

It's been crazy since I got back.

- You were saying? - I need you to think about your job.

Where else can you have

the kind of impact on other people, the way you have in Mercy?

- That's sweet. - What?

It's a woman from work.

She's... thanking me for changing her life!

Sure.

That's...

- Fulfilling. - Yasir...

Are you saying you want me to come back?

- No. - Because I'd love... What was that?

That's the real reason I came.

To let you know that Baber is doing a great job filling in

and everyone is totally fine.

- Well, that's good. - Mmm.

Real good.

- Are you here for advice? - Uh...

I have your fault-charts here somewhere. It's a two-pager.

Yeah. Forget it. This... this is a bad idea.

No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait.

Why don't you tell me what's on your mind, hmm?

Okay. It's this ring.

Astaghfirullah.

J.J. gave it to me.

Why would he give you this ring? It is completely unlike you.

That's it.

That's what it is.

I couldn't figure out what was bothering me so much.

It's not that ugly...

Oh, but it is. It is very much ugly.

Just that it's just not me.

And I'm afraid that if he doesn't know me well enough to know that...

Then maybe he doesn't know me at all.

Maybe you're a difficult person to know?

Well, you know me. My parents know me.

Amaar...

He knows me.

So, what if J.J. doesn't?

Sometimes a ring is just a ring.

Maybe.

If you are worried that he doesn't know you,

that someone else might know you better,

is it not best to find out now?

That's actually good advice.

I haven't had one of these in my hand in a long time.

You're a natural, Yasir.

You're a lucky man, Amaar Rashid.

So you keep saying.

- So, you two having a nice chat? - We are.

Then I guess you'll be heading back to Mercy with Mr. Hamoudi?

Oh, that's a shame.

- When do you go? - I don't.

Apparently, Mercy is doing just fine without me.

- Oh. Are you sure Mercy doesn't need him? - Oh.

Because if he belongs there, we don't want to stand in the way.

That's very good of you.

But he should be here with his family.

Yes, yes, of course.

But he could be doing a lot of good there as an imam...

He could be doing even more good here as a lawyer, in a way.

Well, it seems unlikely.

You don't want me to be here, do you?

Of course we do, Amaar.

You're a caring, sensitive boy.

But lawyers don't solve problems.

We charge people for having them.

I mean, that's the lawyer way.

And you've got to stop telling women to follow their dreams

instead of having our grandchildren.

So, what you're all saying is that I'm a failure as an imam,

- a lawyer and a son. - No.

I don't belong here, and I don't belong in Mercy.

- No! - Maybe I don't belong anywhere.

- No. - Amaar!

- Don't be like this. - I should go talk to him.

Wait.

Okay, I'm going, too.

- As-Salaam-Alaikum. - Wa-Alaikum-Salaam.

- I ordered you some tea. - Thank you.

Uh...

J.J., there is no easy way to say this...

Oh, boy, I'm getting a little dizzy here.

Oh. No. No, the engagement is on.

The ring is off.

It's just not me.

I'm so relieved to hear you say that.

- Come again? - I didn't think it suited you.

Then why did you give it to me?

Because it meant a lot to my dad.

So I promised I'd at least offer it to you.

- Ah. I didn't wanna hurt your feelings. - I didn't want to hurt his.

But then you kept repeating how much you loved it.

And I was worried that I didn't know you as well as I thought I did.

I don't like the ring.

Good.

It's just not me.

- I appreciate the honesty. - It's also ugly.

Hey, it's a family heirloom.

And it's beautiful.

- Amaar, where are you going? - Out.

Been rejected enough by loved ones. Thought I'd go disappoint some strangers.

- You don't understand. - I do understand.

You don't want me back.

You're better off without me, and I'm a terrible imam.

You're a terrific imam. We couldn't ask for better.

- Then why don't you want me? - Of course we want you back.

- But you said... - I was...

What's the word?

Lying.

- Yasir... - We miss you terribly.

No one knows who to turn to.

Baber is driving everyone crazy and look at me...

I have begun to lie. Me!

- Why didn't you say so? - Amaar, look at your life! Hmm?

I never realized how much you gave up to be with us.

I took you away from this once. I can't take you away again.

Yasir, I don't...

I'm not saying we won't miss you,

but we have to learn to wish for you,

what we wish for ourselves.

Well... Wait a second.

Did you just quote the Prophet?

Maybe. Must have heard it in one of your sermons.

You actually listen to my sermons?

This conversation never leaves this room.

I don't know what to say.

Say... you'll come back.

Of course I'll come back.

Excellent!

Excellent.

- What happened to the ring? - Oh, I gave it back.

Oh, no! You mean...

No, the engagement's still on. It was just the ring.

- It wasn't me. - Oh.

- You're not upset, are you? - Of course not.

I'm happy my little girl's getting married.

I don't care about the ring.

J.J.?

- Did you get another ring? - Mom!

Actually... Yeah. Uh...

She kind of threw off my momentum there, but, uh...

Okay, Rayyan, I wanted to do it right this time.

Oh.

Rayyan, will you marry me?

Of course I'll marry you.

It's perfect.

It is perfect.

It's so you.

- Yeah. - Can I have the old one?

Can I stand up now?

Goodbye, Amaar. Come back soon.

- To visit. - Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Got everything?

Souvenirs, mostly. I got Baber this "I heart Toronto" T-shirt,

which is hilarious because he doesn't heart Toronto at all.

If anything, he un-hearts it.

Clever. Anything else?

Oh, yes, spoon for Sarah.

And I got this snow globe for Rayyan.

She loves these things.

- How is Rayyan? - She's fine.

She's looking forward to me arriving with, um...

- The snow globe. - Right.

Yasir, a slight change in plans.

I'm not going with you.

You don't want to come?

I do. There's nowhere else in the world I'd rather go right now.

But I have to make sure it's for the good of the town, not just me.

But everyone's looking forward to seeing you, except for Baber.

And I'm looking forward to seeing his face.

Tell everyone I'll be back, I hope.

I just have to make a stop first. It's personal.

Well, make your stop and then come back to us.

- I'll do my best. - Safe travels, my friend.

- As-Salaam-Alaikum. - Wa-Alaikum-Salaam.

Airport. International departures.