Sabi: He's cheating on me.
And he went back to women.
I want to be with you.
Sabi: Do you think now's the perfect time for this?
But I love you.
Paul: She is everything to me.
I know you said you weren't able to take on more hours-
I found room in my schedule.
7ven: So now I have to move to another country alone?
Sabi: Are you texting from Bessy's phone?
You're not pretending to be Bessy are you?
Mom...
I'm a nanny.
Like Mary Poppins?
Yeah.
(jazzy vocals)
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah oh yeah ♪
(phone ringing)
(glass breaking)
(phone ringing)
(man crying)
Hey, are you crying?
What's happening?
I don't know.
Maybe it's 'cause I'm at the end of my Saturn returns.
You're way too old for your Saturn returns.
Uh, Saturn returns hits in your late 20s
but its impact is felt in your early 30s.
Okay? You know that.
Lewis-
Are you calling me from inside the house?
Lewis: (sobbing) Maybe.
(Lewis sobs)
You need space.
Lewis: I feel like you don't see me.
Like who I really am.
Mackenzie: What?
No, I see you Lew-Lew.
I know you and I have always accepted you
even when you need to be exploring boys
or other girls or other combinations-
What, do you think I want to be like this?
It's constant turmoil in here.
Okay, just answer one question:
Is this about Sabi?
(dance music)
♪ Blast those lights into my eyes
♪ I'm ready to go ♪
♪ I'm ready ♪
Sabi: Hiiii, Deenzie.
How you doing?
Oh, sweet coffee cake.
Come to papamama.
(chuckling)
I just keep thinking about
all that you're doing for that family.
Stop hugging now.
Look, I, um, I've brought the extra key.
I-I know you're gonna be fine without me.
So...
This is actually harder than I thought it would be.
You will never regret the sacrifices you make
to help people.
Berlin? It's not going anywhere.
You're not upset about Berlin are ya?
Nope! - Oh!
Deenzie: It's an amazing town.
I got pregnant there.
(phone clicking)
(phone whooshing)
(phone chiming)
(phone clicking)
(phone whooshing)
(phone chiming)
Henry: Did something happen to mom?
Paul: No, buddy, no.
She, uh, I-I was with her for a big chunk of the day.
She's-she's good.
Is she awake?
Paul: No.
But stable, but unconscious.
Why are you weird?
Am I?
Yeah.
'Cause, I don't know, everything's weird.
Okay, back to bed, come on,
it's a school night.
Let's go, let's go.
Let's go!
Why?
Why is this still foamy?
Sometimes there's a kink in the line or the pressure's off.
Here, let me.
Always a helper.
How is everyone?
Ah, well, Bessy just had brain surgery
so there's that.
Ah, details!
Like surgery details?
Yes, please!
Okay, they cut a piece of her skull
to allow brain swelling.
Fascinating.
And where do they keep the skull piece?
Mm, not sure how I would know that?
It must be in the refrigerator I'm sure.
But she's okay?
Sabi: She's stable.
Deenzie: Still in a coma?
Mm hmm.
How are the kids? -Solid.
Paul? -Struggling.
You?
I am getting used to doing more, like, domestic-mommy stuff.
You know, making dinners, grocery shopping, vacuuming.
Mm.
Look at me.
Career, family.
I can have it all.
Oh, I just remembered that I set up interviews tomorrow
for a new you,
but the bank called about loan stuff.
Do you think you could jam in a window?
Bank or interviews?
Interviews, noon.
Replace yourself.
That's twisted.
I'm into it.
Wunderbar.
(jazzy music)
(clack)
Lewis: Sabi!
What do you want, Coldplay?!
Oh, so funny, is a white-guy joke, hilarious.
I thought that was Sabi's window.
Aqsa: Send a text like a normal human!
Sabi: Chill!
What?
I broke up with Mackenzie.
And?
I'm so good for you.
I'm seriously speechless.
Oh my gosh, I can't do this.
Morning!
I'm going to the hospital now.
Trying to go twice a day.
Hey, how were the kids on the way to school today?
Okay?
As okay as they can be?
Henry didn't even try to make eye contact.
Oh, and Violet called her teacher an oligarch.
Good for her for knowing what that means.
Sabi: Mm hmm.
(phone chiming)
You're not still pretending to be Bessy?
(scuffling)
"Hey babe, call me when you can."
Yikes. This is so screwed up.
I'm just surprised by how well Bessy hid this woman.
Look, I-I know you must be hurt by this
and you must be confused.
But I think what you're doing here
isn't good for you or for whoever this person is.
(phone clicking)
(phone whooshing)
(slow hip-hop music)
How long he's been nanny?
Not sure.
Wow, you're really going at that kulfi.
What flavour did you get?
Mango.
I should have never let you two move to the city.
Well, that's the problem with raising your kids
in a free country,
they might not choose the life you tell them to choose.
I mean, is it possible
that it's not just Sabi being a nanny
that's bothering you?
What else?
Aqsa: Why are you pretending that you don't know
people like Sabi exist?
Dad's not around.
You can start thinking your own thoughts now.
You're really grossing me out with that.
Why? You don't like kulfi?
Just talk to Sabi!
How can I talk to him if he won't answer phone?
Mackenzie: You need to know that there is a special place in hell
for women who don't help other women.
Even if they are different kinds of women.
Um, hi, Mackenzie.
Mackenzie: I need you to stay away from Lewis.
Me and him have been together since
way before you were in the picture
and it would kill me
if everything I've forced myself to be open to for him
was for naught.
Totally. I-I-I get it.
Right. Of course you get it
'cause it's so easy to be gracious
when the whole world looks at you
like you're so cool and interesting.
Like what do I get to be?
A boring white girl?
A basic Becky?
Yeah, you and I are not that different.
You are a Becky.
You're just a basic fucking brown Becky.
(door bell dings)
(upbeat music)
Hey. -Hey, you must be Sauren.
Yes. She/her.
Welcome. Have a seat.
Oh, um, in a space like this
I think I'd like to try they/them.
Because my gender studies prof is constantly
imploring us to dismantle the binary.
Awesome.
Um, I'm going to be leaving the bar
and we're looking for someone who can take over.
So, ah, can you tell me what about working at Bar Bu
specifically interests you?
Totally. This place is so cool but also so dangerous.
Oh, in-in what ways are we dangerous?
You're after-hour dungeon nights,
you're breaking a bunch of fire codes.
It's really intense.
That's not us.
Yeah, it is. -No, it's not
Right, I get it.
You don't want the fire department to know.
Cool, it's cool.
So Sunny, um, it says here
that you have volunteered at "My Library".
Okay, can you tell me
which one that was and what you did there?
Um, there was books.
Sauren: In some ways Bar Bu itself,
being at the intersection of literary culture and bar culture
demonstrates the concentric spheres
of temporal intersectionality.
Totally.
Do you know how to tap a keg?
Consuelo: Yeah, all queer spaces are the same, right?
It's all about bringing communities together.
OhmyGod and you guys can do that like reading
or like spanking.
You can build community through spanking?
Yes. Spanking, choking, flogging, spitting,
ah feet.
Have you ever worked at a bar before?
When?
Before, like, now.
Like as a job?
Yes.
No.
Have you worked anywhere before?
(humming)
Ah!
Nice bike.
Yeah it is.
(playing children)
Man: Oh!
(phone clicks)
(phone whooshes)
(phone chimes)
(phone clicks)
(phone whooshes)
(phone chimes)
(phone clicks)
(phone whooshes)
(phone chimes)
(phone clicks)
(phone whooshes)
(phone chimes)
(awkward tense music)
Ahhh.
Oh my God. -Oh my God, hey.
Why are you creeping on me like that?
No, I wasn't creeping on you.
You know, I got you a present.
See?
Clever. A bag of noodles.
Yeah, you know, 'cause of when we-
Yeah, yeah, I know.
I was wrong. I fucked up with you.
What we have is real, it's super real.
You know what is real?
You not getting what you want when you want it.
Welcome to how the rest of the non-cis-white-male
universe lives.
But I love you.
Look, I made a mistake.
I know. I know I did.
You love me?
Yes.
Kiss me.
What?
Right here. Right now.
In front of all these people.
And I'll give you a second chance.
And not a polite kiss.
A deep, wet, giving-each-other-mono kiss.
Yeah, You may love me but you're ashamed of loving me.
So that's not love.
♪ Only want the best for you ♪
I'm taking the noodles.
♪ Only want the best for you ♪
Sabi: Mom said what?
Aqsa: I don't know.
You just need to talk to her yourself.
Sabi: Aqsa, I can't.
I'm like exhausted already.
Aqsa: Well she's going to be getting in touch with you soon.
So just be ready to answer the phone or see her or whatever.
Okay, gotta go. Bye!
Seriously.
Aqsa told me the address.
Sabi: Hiiii.
Raffo: Nice to see you.
(quirky awkward music)
All right, let's go.
Hi, kiddies!
Nice to see you too.
Hi, Mrs. Mehboob.
Hi, Sabi's mom!
Okay, go get your homework started.
I'll bring snack in a second, okay.
What are you doing here, Mom?
Raffo: You don't answer your phone.
And I don't know what you expect,
that maybe I'll never speak to you again
because maybe you think I can't understand things.
Sabi: Snacks!
Okay, let me know if you need any help.
If it's history, you're on your own,
and devices only after dinner.
Can I get you anything?
I didn't raise you in this way
so how did you become like this?
Do we have to do this?
This job,
you're a servant to children,
to a man.
Is this speech about your life choices or mine?
Sabi: I would think then, as a parent,
you'd be happy that your kid has more freedom
than you did,
to be who they want to be.
I have to make dinner.
You want to be this?
(sighs) I'm figuring it out.
It's taken me this long
to even feel the slightest bit okay about myself.
Oh!
Do you remember
when we brought Violet home from the hospital.
We cried solidly for, God, for hours.
Uh, you cried.
(Paul laughs)
Bessy: We kept driving by people
and you'd look at them and you'd be like,
"that person was a baby, and that person was a baby.
"Everybody was a baby!"
(laughing)
(emotive music)
♪
You're such a fucking hot little thing.
Why couldn't you tell me about him?
I mean, I-I understand why you didn't.
But you could have.
(heart monitor beeps)
Sabi: Are you just gonna keep watching me?
What are you making?
Sabi: Fish Curry.
Aqsa taught me a recipe.
Slice nahi karo,
you have to dice the tomato.
And don't make it too spicy for the kiddies.
It's good you're a terrible cook
like normal Pakistani man.
Oh my God!
If you want to do it, go ahead.
(laughing)
Hey.
Paul: Why are they on devices?
Um, they finished their homework and already ate so.
Hi, Mrs. Mehboob.
Raffo: I hope you don't mind me being in your home.
I just needed to talk with my son.
I was leaving.
How is your wife?
Bye, kiddies!
(in unison) Bye, Sabi's mom!
Bye.
(soft dreamy music)
♪
Sabi: Officially folded everyone's laundry for the first time.
Super informative.
Paul: I didn't mean to freak out your mom,
but I met Penny.
Also known as "Oki Penn".
Oh.
Yeah, he's a guy.
A child guy.
Oh wow.
What happened?
Paul: He called it an emotional affair.
It was ridiculous.
He knew her love language.
He made it sound like Bessy leaned on him when
she was losing her mom.
And she-she was completely shut down with me about it.
I seriously wish they were just fucking.
(Paul sighs)
Seriously.
Raffo: Main wait kar rahi thi to see if you need a ride home.
I was worried.
About what?
He reminds me of your father.
Remember when he would come home
and bring his mood with him.
Paul is not like Dad.
Okay.
You wear makeup and bangles, and care for children.
If you're not a girl, what are you?
Gender binary?
(laughs)
Did ya look that up?
I have to understand everything
if I'm going to accept it.
Nobody asked you to accept it.
And you know what?
My job has nothing to do with my gender.
And that family's going through a terrible time
and I'm helping them.
I don't think that's a bad thing.
One terrible time leads to another terrible time,
and before you know it
you give up your own happiness for someone else's.
Oh my God.
I don't know everything but I know some things.
Don't give everything away.
Keep at least one thing in your life
that is yours.
(car starts)
(Indian music)
(engine roars)
(door bell dings)
Hiiii.
Deenzie: Hi.
How did the bank stuff go?
Well, we haven't gone bankrupt.
And that is great news.
Isn't it?
Uh huh.
How'd the interviews go?
Who'd you like?
I liked me.
And what does that mean?
If it's okay with you
I'd like to try to make my hours work.
Do you think you can handle it
with everything that's on your plate?
Ya ya.
("Bye Lewis" by Carmen Elle)
♪