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It's been two years.

It's not been two years.

Two years, no face, nothing.

So Google showed you the way home?

I've come from work.

You owl face!

You were supposed to text me when you landed.

You doing OK?

You've lost weight.

You don't eat enough.

You're fasting?

No.

Good. No need when you're travelling.

The one we have is just fine.

Do you smell anything?

The peppers have no smell.

You've got the 'evil eye'.

How's your Bina?

Is she fine?

Where's Dad?

He's taking a nap before we break fast.

You don't think I've told him?

He's as stubborn as you.

I'm opening this.

What are you doing?

I told you the old one's working.

That's how you greet your Dad?

I was getting up.

Come here, asshole.

You good?

You still have some life in you.

Of course I do.

So, you're a big deal now?

I'm talking about your tour.

What are you up to?

Are you crazy?

Vinyl cassette stores are all over Brick Lane. We can still corner the market.

Show me what you're throwing away.

These are my businesses.

Tell me, do people even remember the opening act?

Sure.

A man was staring at a woman's chest.

Yaar, Nasra. Sit down!

I'm coming!

That's enough.

Stop it now.

Once skinheads chased me from school.

Look at the scar, look.

I took a cricket bat once and put up a fight.

The Bengalis always ran.

That's enough.

That's enough now.

We just broke our fast and this is what we're talking about?

Bashir, you've seen some crazy shit.

Tell him how you fled India.

I don't remember it.

You forgot the train ride to Pakistan?

The bloodshed, massacres, come on!

It's not like I saved anyone. I just hid under layers of clothes.

They need to know about Partition.

Leave my station alone.

Sometimes they play my son's music.

As if they play his music.

How would you know?

I like hearing my son's songs.

You like gloating to the family.

Someone has to.

Where's Zaheer?

Zaheer?

What are you doing?

It's opening night I need...

You like rap music, right?

Think of this as our rap.

Come on, sweet cheeks.

Do it for me.

Why?

Come on! Come on!

This is all for you.

Boy!

People pay attention.

They drew a line in the sand.

India and Pakistan.

East and West.

Us and them.

I was born from this rupture.

And I am the sickness from this separation.

I am Toba Tek Singh!

I am Toba Tek Singh!

Toba Tek Singh!

Toba Tek Singh!

Toba Tek Singh!

He's up. Thank God!

Bilal, tell the nurse!

A nice boy found you in the alleyway.

Is that what happened?

How you feeling?

He doesn't need his phone now.

Have you warded off the evil eye?

I did the peppers.

Any smell?

None.

There's a very strong evil eye on him.

Why not?

Enough.

Want some water, son?

O asshole... Why are you running away?

Welcome home.

Dad...

Give us a minute, please.

Feeling better?

I prayed on the water.

Thank you.

Are you OK in there?

Need help?

I told you let me help you!

Get up.

I got you.

This smell is going to make me vomit.

They're bringing it.

I've told them.

Ridiculous.

Who are we without kids?

I had a friend who lost movement.

He did the cupping and I saw him walk with my own eyes.

Keep this between us.

Let's show these doctors.

You don't need their poison to reach the lift.

Zaheer, be patient.

There'll be more opportunities.

I filled up your water jug.

The phone is here.

Where shall I put your phone?

- We're late to prayers. - If you're in a rush, go!

Keep it under your pillow, in case you want to call the nurse.

Call us if you need anything.

We're going now.

Come on!

Don't go to sleep too late.

Don't listen to the doctors. This sperm freezing is nonsense.

Look at him. Be more sensitive.

Don't tell me how to talk to my son.

Be more sensitive.

Dad.

Sometimes I see that man.

The fat man with flowers on his face.

Why do I see him?

What does he want?

Son.

Shut your face.

It's all nonsense.

Go to sleep.

But Dad, he's trying to say something to me.

Who is he?

Let me help you.

Just submit.

Come on...

Submit!

Maybe one time.

Yeah, legs got stiff.

Mine, who else?

What's the big deal?

Did you know, as you get old you go grey?

You don't want to learn from me.

Look at your hairy armpits.

You can barely walk and you want to go on tour?

I'm trying to help you!

What's going on? We can hear you outside.

What's this?

It's just cupping. No big deal.

Cupping? Who did this?

I've got to do something. I can't just sit on my hands.

I'm always stuck cleaning up your mess.

Shut up, woman! He's my son.

Did the doctors give you permission?

You know what the infusion will do to him?

What's going to happen!? Nothing ever changes!

Stop shouting. It's hurting him.

Get out!

Get out!

Get out!

Get out!

Just in case.

Make sure to use hot water or your balls will freeze.

Nasra, turn it down. Please.

Why? It's my son's new song.

Then show me how.

What did you say?

Louder with feeling!

Like this?

I'll be downstairs.