All language subtitles for Expats.S01E04.WEB.x264-TORRENTGALAXY-eng

Clarke.

Clarke.

Hey!

Hey!

Excuse me.

Margaret?

Hey!

- Hello?
- Hey!

Wait.

Uh, come back.

Hey!

Open the door!

Open the--

Margaret.

Um...

Open up. Hey!

What is--

Uh, hello?

Hello?

Hello?

You want coffee?

Ugh.

That's nasty.

Puri, could you take

the bag of clothes out there to be
donated, please, and put these away?

Don't forget to wrap the cashmere.

I don't want to lose another chest
of sweaters to moths like last year.

Oh, and when you go to the store,
could you get some fresh mango?

Ripe, so it's good for my mom
when she arrives tomorrow.

Okay, ma'am, but Sam says
his ETA is five minutes.

Oh, why is he arriving so early?
I don't need him until this afternoon.

But, ma'am, your mother's on her way.

He's just picking her up from the airport.

No, Puri, that's tomorrow.

No, ma'am. She is in the car.

She loses a day because L.A.'s behind us,
so if she left our time yesterday,

then that means that...

Oh, shit! Oh, shit!

Hello?

Hello?

- Hey.
- Hey.

Hi.

We were told to come here.

We were told to come here...

...uh, by Detective Chang.

The police. We came from Hong Kong.

- No, sorry, sorry.
- Wh-Whoa. N-No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait.

Detective Chang
wanted us to-to--

Can-can you help us?

- Wh-Where do we go?
- Please.

- Please.
- Please.

Thank you.

See?
Sometimes you have to push people.

Margaret.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Did she just...

She just locked us in here.

She locked the door.

Hey! Hey!

- Hey! Come back!
- Margaret.

Come back!

- Hey! Hey!
- Margaret.

Let us out!

I actually make
a pretty mean cappuccino usually,

but I don't have my machine with me, so
you're gonna have to take my word for it.

This, however, is called
Indian homestyle coffee.

We used to make it at boarding school.

Fuck, I miss that machine.

It's always the small things.

It gets the temperature perfect,
the foam just right.

It's not like I can go and pick it up.

Well, not today, anyway.

My mother-in-law
has probably arrived by now.

She and my wife are probably
in the throes of some heated argument.

You're so old.

You have a mother-in-law
and hair in your ears.

Since when did you take
such an interest in my ears?

Just something I noticed.

- Deal-breaker?
- Maybe.

Shit.

Okay.

Seriously?

What are you doing?

You want the ear hair gone,
we're gonna get rid of it.

With vodka?

With vodka.

Watch and learn.

You're gonna set yourself on fire.

No, you are.

Are you still drunk?

Is that why you think I'm still here?

You trust me?

Singe me, babe.

Don't ever call me "babe."

Singe me.

Ta-da.

- It worked.
- Yeah?

Oh, my God, it worked.

Mm.

What other older gentlemanly tricks
do you have?

I'm only asking because you look so much
more wrinkly in the day than at night.

And one can only imagine

what's hidden behind
those ancient eye folds.

Just cobwebs.

Like the ones all over
your shitty little apartment.

Well, maybe I'd have a nice place, too,

if I grew up in an upper-middle-class
white family with a house in London

and a cottage in the Cotswolds
and parents who could buy their way

into any fucking university
in the whole goddamn world

just so I could sell my soul
to become yet another rich asshole lawyer.

I'd use some of that money
on personal training, though.

Poor, sad little Mercy. All alone.

Nobody wants to come and visit her,
not even her own mother.

You're a pig.

I guess that must make you
a chick who likes bacon, then.

When you go down on me,
it feels like I'm sitting in a wet puddle.

Just...

And then when you're feeling
really overconfident,

sometimes you go full Hannibal Lecter
and just suck on me like a vacuum.

- Just...
- Yeah, it doesn't stop you from coming, though, does it?

There's just so much teeth.

Why all the teeth?

Oh, when you do come,
it sounds like a bleating goat.

Your ass sags like my grandfather's,
and he's 85.

He's had two strokes and a heart attack.

Your breath smells like a dying animal.

You're a drunk,
and you cheat on your wife.

Oh, yeah? Well, you lost someone's kid.
You ruined an entire family.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that.

You spoke the truth.
That's what we're doing, isn't it?

No, that wasn't fair. I went too far.

It's just a game,
and you won fair and square.

Hey.

God, is that Harpreet?

Eight years of ballet lessons, and look
at her, she still walks like the Hulk.

- Hello, Harpreet.
- Hi, Mom.

- Did you just wake up?
- No, Mom.

Uh, Sam, can you take the bags up?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Thank you.

You brushed your teeth?

Yes, Mom.

Doesn't smell like it.

I use an organic toothpaste.

It's probably just missing
that toxic chemical smell.

- I don't like it.
- Okay.

Where are your shoes?

You're wearing slippers
to meet me?

There's no arch support,
and you already have flat feet.

Do you want to walk like a monkey?

Nice to see you, too, Mom.

I used to make fun of your grandmother
for wearing FitFlops, but she knew better.

They're so ugly,
but they're so comfortable.

I brought you a pair.

Thanks, Mom.

This man is wearing
a beautiful red lipstick.

Ma! She can tell you're talking about her.

She thinks that if she dresses like a man
they might treat her like one.

- You got to be kidding me.
- Oh, for fuck's sake.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Okay, you know what? Can I just...

I miss pizza.

How can you be thinking about food
at a time like this?

If we'd left when we were supposed to,

we'd all be eating great pizza
in New York right now.

It was a mutual decision.

- You wanted to stay as much as I did.
- No.

I accepted it. I didn't want it.

Come on, Margaret.

If we really want to place blame,

we should talk about
where you found that girl.

Where I found-- You were there.

No, I don't remember being
a part of the decision to hire her.

- I didn't hire her.
- You left our children with her.

Because you bailed on me.

I was working!
You could've just brought Essie!

All you had to do was
keep track of the kids!

Fuck.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry. We shouldn't be
talking about any of this here.

No, I want to.

I mean, I keep going over it in my mind.

You remember that holiday
when Gus fell out of our bed,

and I woke up out of that deep sleep,

and I caught Gus midair
before he hit the ground?

And...

And we were laughing, remember?

We were laughing because
it was proof that I don't sleep.

All that just turns off, and...

...you're just watching them every second,
even when your eyes are closed.

But I didn't catch Gus that night.

I was the one that let him fall.

And I have no idea how it happened.

I'll never understand how that happened.

I mean, what kind of mother...

...loses her child?

You didn't lose him.

No.

They took him.

They took him because he looked like me.

White kid's too much trouble
on the black market, but Gus...

Gus looked like me.

He could slip into a crowd,
across borders.

So they took him.

You didn't lose him.

He looks like you.
I love he looks like you.

Pizza was the last meal I had with Gus.

It was the weird Chinese kind.

Pineapple and crayfish.

I tried telling him how wrong that was.

I couldn't wait to take him to New York
so we can have real pizza.

You never told me that.

I think about it every time I see pizza.

Well, I suppose that means
we have to stop pizza Fridays.

We can't do that to Daisy and Philip.

They love that garbage.

Who puts seafood on a pizza
and thinks it tastes good?

So gross.

Hi.

You're still here?

Yeah.

So you want to hear something
really fucked-up?

So, I have a twin brother.

We're identical.

At least we used to be
until I paralyzed him.

We were kids, and we were fighting.

Of course, we did that a lot.

There was one afternoon after school, uh,

I threw him off my back like I always did.

Eh...

I remember being mad at him
like I wanted to hurt him,

but obviously not like...

Anyway, he, um...

he hit his head on the coffee table.

And then it turns out it wasn't his head.
It was his neck, and...

Yeah, that was all it took.

Yeah, one inch to the left,
he would've been fine.

What's his name?

Danny.

Yeah.

First and only time I saw my father cry.

You were just a kid. It was an accident.

No one yelled. No one screamed.

Kind of wish they did. They...

I used to see them,
but I stopped over the years.

And what about Danny?

Danny's fine.

I mean, not fine.
He's a paraplegic, but, you know,

he's-he's come to terms with it.

No, I'm the one...

I'm the one with the problem.

And I just can't face him.

Every time I look at him,
all I see is his fucking disability.

And that awful fucking reminder
I'm the one who caused it.

So I guess I win.

What?

I win.

Paralyzing your brother. You're way worse.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm bad, too, Bunny.

Very, very, very bad.

You want to hit me?

Is there anybody out there

who can tell us how long
we'll be stuck in here?

Look.

The lipstick man speaks their language
fluently.

You've been here so long...

how come you don't know a single word?

They're working on it.

Oh, my-- I can't believe
that I flew over 7,000 miles

to get trapped into your tiny elevator.

If you had just come home,

we could've been at the Jonathan Club
enjoying ourselves.

- You know I have to work.
- Well, everybody has to work.

Well, you and David have been
working nonstop for the last 15 years.

Surely you can stand
to take a break once in a while.

Where was this mom growing up?
You never let me take a break.

Well, I told you to study hard
so you'd get into a top school

where you can land a smart husband
who earns good money,

and then you can spend
the rest of your life in peace.

I am in peace.

So why are you too busy
to visit your family?

- Or start your own?
- What do you think David is?

A husband is not a family.

Children make a family.

Blood makes family.

I thought love made a family.

Unbelievable.

You are 40 years old, Harpreet.

It's time to stop living in la-la land.

You don't have much time left.

One day, you're gonna look in the mirror
and you will not recognize yourself.

Oh, you'll feel like
the same 16-year-old girl, 25, 30,

but an old woman
will be staring back at you.

Your metabolism starts to go.

Then you'll know.

You know, I never imagined
I would look like this.

And you can't blame me for saying this.

I didn't make the rules.

But I know them.

- You got your period
when you were nine years old.
- Mom.

- God.
- Well, who knows

when your fertility window is gonna close?

I never should've given you
all that American whole milk.

Filled with all those growth hormones.

We're trying, okay?

OK. Try harder.

Has David been to the doctor?

Well, have they tried to find out
if there's anything wrong with him?

Oh, you seem so tense, beta.

Why don't you come home
for a few weeks, relax?

Maybe then you won't have
so much trouble getting pregnant.

Right.

I got you some pinnis.

Nanima made them specially for you.

Not right now.

I brought you two Tupperwares of them.

Hmm? Don't you go
giving them all to your friends.

No one ever wants my Indian balls, Mom.

Nonsense.

Pinni?

You just bite it.

You need to bite into it.
It's not just about the flavor.

It's the texture, consistency.

You're not gonna know what it is
until you commit to a bite.

Oh. That's fantastic.

- Who knew she likes balls?
- Ma.

- Stop.
- Are they some kind of
Indian protein ball?

Not really. No.

Mmm.

Listen to me.

You need to come home.

See your father.

You're relentless.

He's sick.

Dad wouldn't admit he was sick
even if he was.

I'm being serious, Harpreet.

He has tumors in his lungs.

It's time to stop with this nonsense.

You have to come now.

I can't.

I don't have the energy
to lie like you do.

It causes wrinkles, you know.

That's what Botox is for.

I don't know why
you don't just confront him.

It's very easy to be critical.

- So much harder to stay and do the work.
- The work?

What work? Living a lie?

Pretending that he didn't just
slip and fall on another woman?

Where do you think those other kids
came from-- the stork?

- That's enough.
- Clearly not enough
because you're still putting up with it.

Well, things are not
so black and white, Harpreet.

What should I do? At my age?

You want me to go get another husband?

Oh, I'm sure there are a lot of men
chasing after women in their 60s.

You'd be surprised.

At least then you wouldn't be
settling for half a man.

Bet you wish you would've run off
with Laguna Carl when you had the chance.

We really had it all, didn't we?

Made good money. Good weather.

We were waited on hand and foot.

Sometimes I wonder if we're
being punished for wanting too much,

for-for being greedy.

Punished?

Who would be punishing us?

No one. I'm just talking.

So you believe in God now?

I know you've been going to church.

I don't know what I believe.

I just needed someplace to go.

Okay? To... to think or...

to hope.

I feel like I don't even know you anymore.

I mean, you never...

You've been telling the stories.

- You've been telling the stories
to Philip about God and Jesus.
- No. No.

And that's why he's drawing pictures.

I never mentioned religion to the kids.
Why would I do that?

I would never do that.

Then where are they getting it from?

I don't know.

Maybe he read about it online.

He... he keeps asking where Gus is.

Right?

The-the kids are also looking for answers.

How long can we all keep saying "soon"?

For as long as it takes.

- Uh, we can't, we can't read this.
- Is there anyone--

I know in my bones that he is still alive.

I feel like...

I feel like you don't
believe that anymore.

Hey. Excuse me. Sorry.

Is there anyone who can translate?

We need a translator.
Someone who speaks English.

Come on.

It's all right.

We can't go on like this.

I don't think we have a choice.

I mean, the translator
has to be on her way.

No, that's not what I mean.

If that's really Gus in there--

Shh! Don't say that.

If that's him, we have to be prepared.

What?

I think we need to think about
taking the kids home, getting out of here.

How can you be making plans?

'Cause we're drowning
and you don't see it.

You don't even want to talk about it.

Daisy's having all kinds of issues,

but I'm the one who has to deal with it
when the school calls or when they...

What?

When what?

The kids aren't coping, Mamie.

They want to go back
to their friends and our families,

but they can't say that to you
because they feel like

they're betraying you, betraying Gus.

Did Daisy say that to you?

They both have.

Countless times.

Daisy and Philip need a sense of normalcy.

Normalcy?

Come on. What does normalcy look like?

Doesn't look like this.

Hey.

- Hey, we need help.
- We have help.

We have Essie, wonderful Essie.

All the help money can buy in Hong Kong.

We need... we need family.
The kids need family.

You keep putting off the inevitable,
but at some point,

you're gonna have to admit
that we can't stay here forever.

The minute our feet leave Hong Kong soil,

we are abandoning our son
in a foreign place,

and I won't do it.

I will never, ever do it.

I need your phone.

- What?
- I need your phone.

I have to call my daughter.

This was, um, interesting.

I'll, um...

Yeah.

Uh-huh.

Uh, hello?

Sorry, I-I heard strange noises.

Like a large man being mauled by a bear.

Nope, just me.

- You sick?
- I'm fine.

Oh, shit.

It's just a little indigestion.

I puke when I'm anxious.

It's been happening a lot lately.

If I wasn't shooting blanks,
I'd say you were pregnant.

What? No, no, that-that...
That's impossible. I...

W-When-when was your last period?

Ha-Have you s-slept
with anyone else recently?

Hon-Honestly, you can tell me the truth.

We were never exclusive.

- I-I have no expectations of fidelity or--
- Fidelity?

Have you ever been tested for infertility?

Or are you just assuming
because your wife never got pregnant?

Uh, don't fuck with me, Mercy.

This isn't a game.

You can't ignore me in here.

I know you're hungry.

I can hear it.

You know, women like you are
the reason men like Dad pull that crap.

When are you gonna get it?

He does what he wants, when he wants,
with whoever he wants. He always has.

Well, maybe if you had been born a boy,
then, you know,

he might not have run off
and done those things.

Yeah, here we go again.
It's all my fault. What else is new?

He's saying they're working
on getting us out of here

and just to please wait.

Honestly, the world is so fucked.

No one does the right thing.

They just see what they want to see,

they do what they want to do,
and then they say sorry later.

Why would I want to put
another soul through that?

When did you get so rotten?

I never realized you were this spoiled.

This isn't news, Ma.

I've been saying this for years.

Society puts so much pressure
on women to-to have children

in order to be seen as whole.

What about what I want?

I like my life,
and I worked hard to get here.

What if David dies?

What if you die?

I'm not gonna have kids
just because one of us might die.

Why not?
You think you know what motherhood is,

but you'll never really know
until you try it.

It's like this gora. I mean,
she was so scared to try the pinni.

And once she did, she fell in love.

Not everybody loves pinnis.

- Everybody loves pinnis.
- Not me.

I had the same thoughts that you're having
about not wanting to be a mother,

not wanting to be responsible
for another human being.

Yeah, I know. You didn't want me
because you didn't want a girl.

I didn't want any child...

But I grew up. I got over myself.

I understood the importance of family,

and then I wanted to give it
to your father.

To your grandparents, to-to myself.

And then, you know, I just fought it
because I thought it was expected of me.

You know, my responsibility,
my main duty in life.

But in the end, they were right.

If I hadn't tried the pinni,
then you, my dear--

you would not be here.

I'm coming in, okay?

Go home to your wife, David.

Look, I'm not going anywhere
till we figure this out, okay?

Three? Really?

Yeah, to be safe.

You didn't even think I could be pregnant
a few minutes ago.

And now it's all I can think about.

Well, I don't have to pee.

That's easy enough to fix.

Drink it.

Get away from me.

Fuck you.

Please.

Please.

- Hello?
- Essie.

Hi. Um, can you put Daisy on?

Yes, ma'am. Daisy!

- What?
- Your mama is on the phone.

Essie, she drank my Yakult!

- It didn't have your name on it.
- It was mine.

We can go buy more.

Daisy, pick up the phone. It's your mom.

- Hello?
- Hi, honey.

Uh, can you hear me?
The reception's not good here.

Where are you?

W... Your dad and I are, um...

We're taking care of something.

But I was just calling
'cause I wanted to say, uh, I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry about last night.

And I know... I know things
have been tough for you,

and I want you to know
that I'm always here for you

and-and you can always talk to me.

All right? About anything.

Anything you want.

Okay.

Good.

Okay, well, um, we're gonna be home soon,

so just let your brother know.

Okay, Mom. Bye.

Okay--

♪ Anybody could be that guy ♪

♪ Night is young and the music's high ♪

♪ Where there's a bit of rock music ♪

♪ Everything is fine ♪

- ♪ You're in the mood for a dance ♪
- Ma.

- ♪ And when you get the chance ♪
- Ma.

♪ You are the dancing queen ♪

Come on, it's not helping. Seriously.

Okay... God!

Why are you wearing such cheapy earrings?

David got them for me for my birthday.

Did he get them out of a vending machine?

You're a married woman.

He should be adorning you.

They're cognac diamonds, Mom. I like them.

They're subtle.

Looks like chicken pox in the ears.

Fine. They wouldn't
have been my first choice,

but he knows
I'm a little bit minimalist chic.

He was probably just trying to get me
something in that style.

I think.

Well, you bring him with you
when you come home,

I'll take him to the proper jewelers,
teach him how to shop.

And what does David think
about you not having kids?

He never wanted them, either.

Well, that is an interesting
piece of information

you left out for the last ten years.

Well, he changed his mind.

He never wanted them, and now he does.

He left me.

Oh, he's probably just blowing off steam.

No, Mom.

This time it's different.

What did you expect?

If you have no baby, you have no glue.

Why you make these problems
for yourself, Harpreet?

If David wants a family,
don't deprive him.

- Whose side are you on?
- You know what?
Just do what you want.

Look at the way you act.

I can see why you couldn't
hold on to your husband.

Name here, date here,
passport number, address.

The relationship to deceased.

It can be either mother or father.

I got it.

Is this telephone?

Address.

Sign the bottom, and the date.

Hold on.

Date.

Sign.

Okay. Follow me.

You know, me and my wife,
we've been, um,

uh, trying for a baby for years,
but, um, we were never successful,

and, I mean, she's been tested
a bunch of times

and, I mean, there's nothing wrong
with her, so obviously it's, uh...

so obviously it's me. I'm-I'm...

And they-they think I have
low fertility with the sperm and...

I...

It's why I never took
any precautions when we were...

You know, 'cause...

Anyway, what I'm saying
is it-it's clearly not possible.

Clearly.

Okay, remember that it-it can't be
the beginning of the pee stream--

it should be the middle--

and that you have to aim
and hit the applicator

for at least five continuous seconds.

Otherwise, the results won't be accurate.

- Can I do anything?
- I'm fine.

Shit.

I kind of need to pee.

Nobody cares what happens to us.

Nobody's coming for us.

Please! I'm an old woman.

I can't be left in here much longer.

You tell them.

Help me!

Get me out of here!

Sorry, we're still fixing it.

I'm meant to be somewhere.

- My husband's waiting.
- Husband?

I thought she was the husband.

You're cruel. You know that?

You just pick and pick and pick.

Should've sent you to drama school.

At least then you could have learned
how to make money off your theatrics.

Did you know that red cancels out blue?

It's more of a burnt red

verging on orange, really, but it works.

It was always hard to find makeup
for brown skin when I was growing up.

It was mostly designed for white people.

Back then, it was 50 shades of fair,

with a mocha tossed in for Black people.

It was as though they thought
we could just mix the two

to find the perfect shade
for any of us who were in between.

I mean, for a long time,
that's what we did.

'Cause that's all we had.

Sometimes an auntie would visit from India

with a bottle of Lakmé foundation
in her suitcase.

Sometimes we would just fly to Canada
to visit the MAC store

'cause that was the only brand
that carried shades of brown,

but that was really more of
a late-'90s discovery.

No, the '80s...

they were different.

Most kids used their paintbrushes
to make refrigerator paintings.

I used mine to explore color theory.

You want to know why I needed to know
so much about makeup?

What are you doing?

Why does anyone need
to learn about makeup?

Enough.

Because they're trying to cover things up.

That's enough, Harpreet.

Want to hear a story?

Okay.

When I was four,

my parents had a fight
that lasted for hours.

And when my dad
finally left their bedroom,

I walked in and saw my mom
crumpled on her armchair,

- hysterically crying.
- In front of her...

- you want to dishonor your mother?
- I was so scared,
I didn't know what to do.

So I just stood there.

And when she
dropped her hands from her face,

I could see that it was black and blue.

Her arms and neck, too, yeah?

She just looked up at me,
her eyes begging for help,

but I didn't know how to help.

I was four.

I didn't want my dad to get mad at me.

But after what
felt like forever, I got an idea.

I ran to her vanity
and I just grabbed a bottle.

And I poured that liquid foundation

onto my fingertips,
and I tried to just pat it onto her face.

Didn't work.
Of course it didn't work.

But it made her smile.

And then that became our little ritual.

Right, Ma?

I helped her cover up
and she taught me how to master it.

Are you happy now?

Almost there! Pull harder!

- Is everyone okay?
- Hey! Watch out!

It closed again.

What happened?

Where did they go?

- What time is it?
- Too fucking late.

- Still no reception?
- No.

Well, we live here now.
We all might as well be roommates.

Which corner shall we dedicate for...

- It's not that dire, Mom.
- Well, apparently, it is.

I mean, you felt the need to share so much
with our new friend.

This poor woman, she asked for a pinni,

and she got a whole life story
for her troubles.

It's okay.

I'm used to playing referee--

Well, I guess
you don't want me to stay with you.

- I didn't say that.
- Well, that was fun.

You think that I'm the worst
mother in the world.

You think you're so grown-up

you have no need for me
or anything that I have to say.

Don't put words in my mouth.

Oh, I know I'm a burden to you, beta.

I-I'll go.

I-I'll just check into a hotel.

- If that's what you want.
- Fine.

Fine.

- Fine.
- Fine.

I just need to go susu first.

No, no, no. Wait, wait.

We're not ready. No.

Oh, what if...

What if I don't know it's him? Hmm?

Hey, hey, hey. Stop.

I don't want it to be him.

I don't...

Hey. Margaret. Hey.

- I don't want him to be here.
- Okay. Margaret, stop.

- I don't want him--
- We have to do this.

- No, I can't--
- Hey.

I can't stop--

Margaret.

- I can't stop laughing. I don't--
- Margaret. Hey.

Okay.

I can't.

Ca-- I can't. I can't.

It's not him.

So, um, I'll...

I'll-I'll see you later.

Yeah. Oh, no, sorry, I-I can't tonight.

- I've got plans.
- Oh.

No, no. I didn't mean later "later."

I-I just meant later, like "around."

Yeah, yeah, no, of course.
I'm, uh... I'm around.

I'm around.

Be a good guy.

- Wh... What does that mean?
- Just...

- just be a good guy.
- Well, yeah.

Of course I'm gonna be a good guy.
I mean...

Sorry, I'm...

It... This... Just, it's a... it's a...

it's a lot to process right now.

Yes. We both need time to process.

And like I said, no pressure.

Yeah. Mm-hmm.

You'll let me know what you decide?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Mmm. Lavender.

Ma'am?

Lavender is as good as cedar,
but, uh, it smells better.

It's apparently a new thing.

Maybe it's the old thing.

It'll get rid of the moths.

What are you doing?

Can't you see? It's raining so much!

Harpreet! Have you gone crazy?

Have you gone insane?

Water is coming in everywhere!

Shut the windows!

Puri, close the window.

Puri, close the window! Can't you see?

It's okay.

It's okay.

Everything's gonna be okay.