Sort Of (2021) s02e04 Episode Script

Sabi, I built it, and no one came.
I can't let this place close.
Without super immediate
cash infusion, we got no choice.
-Do your friends need money?
-Maybe.
I don't bail failing businesses out.
Call when you have a thing to pitch.
Look how zest!
Just feels weird
that someone twice her age
wants to hang with her so much.
Ditch Violet now, so it hurts less.
Where you at?
Your dad hired you to work on the
house, and now he's not paying you?
-You want money?
-Yeah.
Allowance? Like white people
give their children?
No. Like what you have to do by law
when you hire someone.
-I'm leaving.
-Leaving Paul? You already told me.
No. Here. The facility.
If I'm gonna take care of you,
I need a real-ass salary.
-You okay with this?
-Does it matter?
Just worried about my mom.
My dad's coming home from Dubai,
and I just felt like she was doing,
so much better without him.
Where is the wall?
I told you, open concept.
So, we have a new member
of the Tuesday-Thursday aft crew.
Give it up for Raffo.
If you feel comfortable,
introduce yourself,
and give us a sense
of your connection to dance.
I'm Raffo. I'm a mother.
Nothing special.
I used to dance when I was younger.
I mean, being a mother in my opinion
is not "nothing special". Okay?
What we do here at Bollyvibes
is whatever feels good.
Bharatanatyam, kathak, bhangra,
jazz, belly dance, hip-hop.
Google says
you can burn 500 calories
with just one session
of masala bhangra.
Let's do this!
And five, six, seven, eight!
Darling? I am hungry!
I would like something to eat.
And arms.
Yes.
Okay!
There you go!
Yeah.
Alright.
It was a big deal for real,
because I'm this desi kid
from the burbs.
I thought that there was
straight and gay, and that's it.
And then we walked into Bar Bük,
and it was, like, so freaky.
So freaky. And life, like, changed.
-How did you end up working there?
-Well
Sabi fully stalked the place.
-I did not stalk the place.
-Yes, you did.
You were there all the time.
Okay, yeah. Totally.
I was there every waking hour.
-Finally getting freaky!
-Yes!
And one day, Deenzie was just like,
"Cupcake, I need someone to cover
the bar. You're of age, right?"
Your dad sounds like that, right?
Hey!
Do you have my keys?
-Which keys?
-Car keys.
I said I was coming here.
I asked if you wanted to come.
-Did you say you'd take the car?
-I assumed that it was assumed.
-Why don't you just come in?
-I just want my keys.
-Are you crocheting?
-Yes.
You wanna make sure
you're okay to drive?
I'm a grown-ass man
with a car and no keys.
And other than
some hardcore crocheting,
I have not engaged in stress-
relieving activities such as booze
because that was a wonderful part
of my life that is now behind me.
You know what else is? The business
I spent 20 years building.
So, you all need to get over it
and start your own dreams!
You want your discotheque
or your gallery thing
or, God, I don't even know what
your dreams are, cupcake.
But either way,
can I just have my keys?
I already gave them to you.
Thanks.
So, you wanna reboot Bar Bük
as a dance club-slash-art gallery?
Yeah, dawg!
And we have interest from
another investor in the art world.
-What investor?
-I'm not at liberty to say yet.
But I think the fund you manage
might wanna party with us.
-Who's the investor, 7ven?
-Somebody.
-Who?
-Someone.
There's a lot of nowhere to go
for people like us in this city.
If we build it right,
they will come.
Put a plan together,
and I'll take a look at it.
-Yes! I mean, okay. Love you, Bryce!
-Who's the investor, 7ven?
-Bye!
-Don't bye m
So, we have an investor?
No.
Maybe.
We gonna do this?
Yeah.
What about you?
Do you want this?
I don't know.
I guess I'm just, like
You have your art worldliness
and you're smart as shit.
I'm just not sure
what I'm bringing to this.
What?
You're the soul.
It doesn't work
if you don't want it.
Can I hear you say it?
I personally need to hear you say
that you want this.
Yeah. Yes, I want it.
Okay. Yeah.
Together forever. Trevor.
-You're doing the dishes?
-Yeah.
Okay.
Where were you?
Dance class.
Women are difficult to understand.
Right.
You'll understand
when you're married.
Your mother is taking dance class.
Oh, nice.
Why are you laughing?
I wasn't even remotely laughing.
She was an excellent dancer
in her youth.
Okay.
Why does everyone
keep things from me?
So, serious question?
'Cause we're, like, afraid of you.
Oh, damn.
-Hey! What's up?
-Nothing.
How you doing with the whole
new normal and everything?
Fine.
Everything okay at school and stuff?
Mm-hmm.
-You seem sad.
-I'm fine.
Oh, hey.
Would it be okay if I put black-out
curtains in the front windows?
Are you asking my permission?
'Cause it's your house.
Right.
Bye.
-Hey!
-What?
You know, I'm, like, always, always,
literally always here.
Why did I get groceries?
-First shower by myself.
-She's right on track.
I used the stool.
It was so comfortable.
Why did I ever stand?
You wanna sit, you sit, girl.
Hey, wait. Don't take another step.
Okay, continue.
Sabi.
The overheads hurt your eyes,
so I did something a little softer.
Very lovely, and I'm very late.
-Could you take her?
-Yes.
Thanks, Claudette.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Y you must be tired.
Thank you.
-I should probably get some rest.
-Yeah.
-I'll get some rest.
-You should probably get some rest.
I'll take your legs.
Yeah. Thank you.
Hip! Hip! Legs! Yes!
One, two, three, four.
Break it down.
And hip.
And arms.
Beautiful, ladies.
Yes!
What's up? You okay?
Hey, buddy. Move on.
This ain't MILF TV!
Move.
All good. Everybody okay?
All right. We got this, girls.
Let's go.
And five, six, seven, eight.
One, two, three, four.
Give me those arms.
Sorry, I'm early.
-You're here.
-I am.
I just texted you,
and you just came.
Yeah.
So, what do you wanna Was there
a specific reason you reached out?
I wasn't sure from your tone.
You know, tone on text
Yeah, but I don't know.
Is everything okay?
Yeah.
No.
Everyone is falling apart.
Is that Deenzie's car?
I got permission this time.
Okay. Where should we go?
You texted me.
Can we just have, like,
mindless fun?
I don't know how mindless I can be.
But let's just start driving
and see where we end up.
Okay.
-Thank you.
-Yeah.
Oh, God.
My mom called me, like, 1,000 times.
Sabi, I need you to call me.
Are you ignoring me? Call me.
Your father is freaking me out.
I can't go home. Come and get me.
Let's go get her.
Hi.
-Finally. Thank you.
-Sorry, Mom.
-Hey. You must be Sabi.
-Yeah.
Your mom is the shit, FYI.
Hey. That's a good thing
what she just called you.
-It is?
-Yes.
-Very good.
-Thank you.
Okay. You good? All right.
-Thanks.
-Bye. See you next week.
He was just standing there, staring.
Mom, maybe he really
wanted to see you dance.
No. His behaviour is erratic.
I saw him do dishes. Housework.
Seriously?
Okay, yeah.
That is pretty concerning.
Are you concerned?
I can't see your face.
Come in the back.
Why are you sitting
with the Uber driver?
Come in the back now. Come.
Mom, this is Wolf.
Wolf, this is Mrs Mehboob.
Nice to meet you, Mrs Mehboob.
How do you know the Uber driv
Do you have a job?
Mom.
It's okay. I'm a student.
Well, I'm taking a break
from my studies helping my dad.
It's nice
you're helping your parent.
Well, he doesn't really
want my help.
Says he's fine,
but I'm not really sure.
Also, I'm not that sure
about what I'm studying, I think.
Maybe I'm just here, you know
running from something
that I'll eventually have to face.
Anyway, what sort of dance
are you taking?
It has hip-hop elements
and also some bhangra techniques.
Modern bhangra is fascinating.
Yeah. The whole '70s
British influence, I mean
How does he know about bhangra?
Just ask him.
-You were born in Pakistan?
-Lahore.
No. I was born
in a small village called Sadhoke.
You were born in Lahore.
I know where I was born.
My family moved to Lahore
when I was three months old.
Why didn't I know that?
And what brought you to Canada?
Opportunity.
Also, my husband
was taking care of his mother.
And after she died,
there was no reason for us to stay.
Wait. Dad was taking care of Dadi?
Oh, yes.
She had been sick
since he was very young.
I grew up in Germany.
Yeah. My dad died there,
and my other dad brought me here.
That's a difficult thing
for such a young age.
Yeah.
Every time he returns from Dubai,
I find it difficult.
Why's that?
I suppose I feel he has expectations
of the way I should be.
He's facing
a lot of changes right now.
Change is very difficult for him.
I wonder if all this change
is changing him.
Meaning?
I don't know.
I mean, I find it difficult.
For instance, with my dad
to give him room to be, like
changed by everything
that he's going through.
I just assumed that he's just gonna
keep on being the same old him.
Sorry. I'm only asking myself
if I'm giving him room to be
new.
You okay?
I think so. Yes.
Is there anything you need me to do,
to make anything better for you?
He's a very smart boy.
Everyone should have room to be new.
-Khuda hafiz.
-Khuda hafiz.
Who is that woman?
Your mother apparently.
Who are you?
Like, how do you know
how to say all the right stuff?
I meant to tell you.
I might have found a space
the landlords are desperate to rent.
-Not in the village?
-God, no. It was actually a gallery.
It's not in the best shape,
but it's in our price range.
Okay.
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