In Treatment s03e05 Episode Script

That's what I did, Kate.
It's not a bloody penitentiary.
I happen to be lucky enough to live near a half-decent school.
No, not just half-decent, sought-after.
But, Kate, he doesn't want to go to private school.
I'll tell you why, because I'm his father.
Okay.
Kate, I've got to go.
I've got a patient waiting for me.
A patient, okay? I'll call you back.
I don't know.
Mr.
Sanyal.
I thought patients belonged in the hospital.
You heard me? I could not help.
-Was I that loud? -Perhaps a little.
Well, technically you are my patient, but I'll try to refrain from that particular term if it makes you feel more comfortable.
Shall we? Yes.
Did this happen on the train? I have to travel only three stops, but I guess this is what happens in America.
You're okay? I'll survive, Dr.
Weston.
It is only Mountain Dew.
And did these kids, did they apologize to you? I do not think they noticed.
That's a lot of soda not to notice.
Did you say anything to them? What good that would do? Besides, they cannot hear anyway.
They were all wearing little headphones.
You're very forgiving.
I'm sorry about your train ride.
Well, I'm glad that you're here.
Can I ask you how things are at home? They begged me to take a shower.
Your son and your daughter-in-law? All four of them knocked on my door this morning.
They made Naya ask me.
She says, "Grandpa, please take a shower.
" So, how did that make you feel, being asked to bathe by your granddaughter? I must admit I was starting to smell like a goat.
So, they got your notebook as well? Yeah, I was using it on the train, so It's not so wet.
Is that Kamala, your wife? Yeah.
May l? She's beautiful.
Is Was this on your wedding day? Just after the ceremony.
Are you okay, Mr.
Sanyal? I am only tired.
Recently I have not been sleeping so well.
I wake with With an ache.
What kind of ache? I suppose it is this ailment that my son hopes you will relieve me of.
You and I will speak and my pain will heal, like a fractured bone.
I wish it was that simple.
If it's any comfort to you, I agree with what you said at our last session.
I don't think that grief has any schedule.
And I have no desire to speed up your grieving process.
You are not married? What makes you ask that? Last time when I asked, you said, "No, I don't have a wife.
" That's true.
Yes, I did.
Are we playing a logic game? You are also a widower, then? Forgive me.
You know, where I'm from, when we want to talk we meet a friend for tea, and then one person speaks, and then the other.
It is very strange to be expected to do all the talking continuously, you know.
I understand, but this is what therapy is.
It's Well, it's not exactly the same as meeting a friend for tea.
You said last week we could simply have a conversation.
That's true.
I did say that.
And during the conversation you scarcely said a word.
I am expected to disclose the details of my life, to speak about my wife, about my pain, about Or share her photograph, or, you know I did have a wife.
But We're divorced now.
How long were you married? Twenty-one years.
Do you miss her? Sometimes, l Yes, I do.
In Hinduism, when When the wife dies before the husband, before she is cremated, she is dressed in her red bridal clothes.
And now when I see her wedding photo, I think of her funeral.
She used to tease me that in our wedding photo I look like I'm entering into a pool containing a giant octopus.
We were both still very young.
And like most Brahmin marriages, it was arranged.
I'd just graduated from the university.
She and her family came over to our home.
There was a short interview which lasted perhaps two hours.
And our parents decided that we were to be married shortly after that.
This was going to be my future.
And when your future walks into the room and sits beside you on the carpet, it could be, you know, quite disconcerting.
These things work differently in America.
Yes, they are different.
Yes.
But whether they work is another question.
In some ways, an arranged marriage seems like it might be simpler.
I would say for us it was fine.
Only fine? Fine.
Fine is good.
Yeah, perhaps Perhaps she was my closest friend.
How often do you find yourself thinking about Kamala? Many, many times each day.
I often think of her when I see Julia.
So So, when you see Julia, you're reminded of your wife? Of the differences between them.
It's It's impossible not to.
Look, Kamala would not have approved of the way Julia is raising our grandchildren.
What do you mean? Why wouldn't she approve? She might think that they're spoiled, that there's too little discipline.
She might think the minute they don't get what they want they scream, they throw tantrums.
And do you think that's true? Our son was raised differently.
Kamala taught him good manners, humility, because it was important to her.
And it sounds like it's important to you.
Would you say that's true? Can I ask you what else is in your notebook? Many things.
Sometimes I write to Kamala, too.
-ln your notebook? -Yeah, very simple things.
Yes, like what? Like, "Hello, good morning, good night.
" Or, "The sun is very hot today," or, "The birds are too loud for sleeping.
" -Yes.
-Things like this.
Have you ever written to her about your grandchildren? I tell her that she would be quite fond of them.
Do you share your concerns with Kamala about how Julia is raising your grandchildren? -So, can I smoke here? -Of course, sure.
Dr.
Weston, please call me Sunil.
Okay.
And you must call me Paul.
Paul.
You know what happened this morning? A plumber came to fix my shower, so I had to use Arun and Julia's bathroom.
As I was coming out of the shower, Julia came in.
I had the towel wrapped around my waist.
She entered just as I was putting a small piece of soap in a dish on top of the toilet tank.
A little purple soap goose that smelled of lavender.
She was preparing to take the shower, too.
So, she was also in her towel? She very quickly covered herself with her towel, yes.
She froze.
She obviously forgot about the plumber.
And what happened? And I said, "Excuse me.
" And then I went up to my room to get dressed.
Ten minutes later she knocked on my door.
What did she say? She became very angry.
She spoke to me as if I'm a child, because of soap.
Well, she'd just been confronted by the fact that you're not a child at all.
She may have been covering for other feelings that she had from seeing you in this way.
What feelings? My daughter-in-law is not a modest woman, I assure you.
She still showers with Sam even though he's nearly six.
For her it's perfectly appropriate.
But not to you.
You are the expert.
Please tell me.
Where was your son when all of this happened? He already left for work.
Sunil, when Julia was here last week, she mentioned feeling uncomfortable at times because of the way that you look at her.
Would you say that this encounter in the bathroom might have been one of those moments? We were both in our towels, Paul.
And I said, "Excuse me.
" And I went out.
Yes, I understand that.
What I'm asking is Can you say a bit more about how you felt when your daughter-in-law surprised you? I would say I felt surprised.
Yes, but what else? I said to myself, "See, here's your daughter-in-law, and she is wearing a towel.
" I don't understand the rules in this house.
My son and Julia are very different people.
I used to believe that these differences were that drew him to her, beyond her yellow shining hair.
And you don't think that anymore? Now the differences are less and less.
He has become more like her, as if under a spell.
I wonder how he feels not being master of his own house.
That's how you see Arun? He prepares her cappuccino for her every morning, and precisely as she wishes, too, with just the right amount of steamed skim milk and one cube of organic brown sugar.
He puts the dishes away in the cupboard, gives the children their evening bath so that she can read in her study.
Maybe your son enjoys these activities.
That he makes Julia her cappuccino in the morning and puts the dishes away because Because he wants to.
I'm not for a moment dismissing your concerns.
I think you have very legitimate concerns.
But I do think it's possible they may be yours more than his.
You're dealing with very real frustrations, yet most of your complaints are on behalf of other people.
Your son must be unhappy, your grandchildren's upbringing would disappoint Kamala, Kamala would disapprove of Julia.
I guess I'm beginning to wonder ifyou have trouble voicing grievances of your own.
The fact of the matter is that you're the one who feels stuck in your son's house.
You've been cloistered away upstairs with the kids.
They knocked on your door this morning to make a collective request about your hygiene.
Julia polices the way you handle the objects in her bathroom.
You don't have the power to smoke where or when you want.
You have a right to be angry.
And it's becoming clear to me that on some level you are.
So, I'm just thinking it might be helpful to everybody, but mostly for you, ifyou could begin to express that anger more directly, try to put it into Try to put it into words.
I'm beginning to regret that I requested you to speak more.
This is not quite what I meant by balanced conversation.
I know.
You'd rather meet a friend for tea.
Tea is terrible in New York.
-You disagree? -No, I don't.
You're lrish.
You must enjoy tea.
Yes, I do.
So, maybe you can tell me what is wrong with Americans.
In lndia, we drink hot tea.
Here it is often no warmer than a dishwater.
-That's true.
-See? There, I was expressing my frustration.
How did I do? It's a good start.
See, there was one occasion when I spoke openly to Arun, when I presented my displeasure.
When was that? Many years ago, when he and Julia were first engaged.
We had never met Julia.
So, they came to Calcutta to tell us the good news.
You didn't see it that way? At first I did.
Arun seemed so happy, Iike a small child handed a special dessert, barely able to breathe.
I must admit I was pleased for Arun to receive so much attention, much more than we were used to seeing.
Like holding hands, sitting very close.
She even curled his hair behind his ear.
In our presence.
I thought Kamala was going to faint.
And how did things go between Kamala and Julia? Very bad.
Towards the end of dinner Julia expressed her disappointment that we would not allow her to stay at our home.
So, where was she staying? In a hotel.
And where was Arun? He was with us, in his old room.
No, you must understand, it's not acceptable for a couple to sleep in the house of parents before they are married.
So, during dinner it was clear she wanted Arun to discuss these matters with us.
So, when Arun could not bring himself to do it, she proceeded to do so herself.
She said they had traveled such a far distance and they are very tired and they wished not to be separated.
Arun was so embarrassed, he could not even look at his mother and me.
And how did you and your wife respond to that? After Arun left to escort Julia back to her hotel, Kamala was so angry, she could not speak for more than one hour.
Then she pleaded with me to speak to Arun.
So, next night, I sat in the kitchen with Arun and asked him whether he Whether he was sure about his decision to marry.
What did he say? He lashed out at me.
He said we did not approve of Julia because she's not Bengali.
And he said I could not relate to his life, and I married a woman I did not love, and I chose duty over passion, and And I'm jealous.
So, they cut their visit short by three days and left to America the following morning.
So, do you think there was any truth in what Arun said? That I do not know passion? He also said that you were jealous.
Perhaps I did not marry for the same reasons as my son, but I came to love my wife.
Did you ever wish for something more in life? Do you wish for something more? After that, things were different with Arun.
When Samuel was born we came to New York, and again after Naya.
But it was never the same.
Did Arun ever come back to Calcutta to visit? Only once, when his mother was in serious decline, just two days before she passed.
That must have been another difficult visit.
What were you just thinking? On the same visit, my son made his promise to Kamala.
That he would bring you back to New York.
Yes, she told him that I was not capable of living on my own, and he must take care of me always.
These were the last words she spoke.
And so here you are.
Here I am.
Do you wish you had stayed in Calcutta? See, it is the way we do things, Paul The children care for their parents.
Do you think about going back? It's not possible.
Why not? I have no money, Paul.
Although I should have, but I do not.
Can I ask you why not? See, much of my earnings went towards paying for Arun's American education.
And what was left was spent on Kamala's medical bills.
So There is nothing to be done.
You seem resigned.
Have you and your son ever discussed the fight that you had on that first visit? We have never spoken of it, never.
I'm afraid our time is up, Sunil.
I'm supposed to leave? I have another patient, but we can pick up here the next week.
Okay, okay.
If I'm going to walk, how do I get to Prospect Park? Prospect Park? That's easy.
You go out, you turn left, pass the coffee shop on the corner, across the main drag.
-Once you -I will find it.
No problem.
Okay.
No problem.
You're not going to take the train? No train.
Sunil, those kids You know, they're not on every train.
I know.
Well, the exercise will be good for me.
So, you know where you're going? -Just turn left on Atlantic and -I'm fine.
I'm fine.