Paul: Bessy got into an accident on her bike.
Is she okay?
She's non-responsive.
It just feels wrong to not be here for them.
You can't not go to Berlin.
Everything okay?
Yup.
You sure you don't want to talk about it?
If I did, why would I talk to you?
Wow, um...
Raffo: You wear make-up and care for children.
If you're not a girl, what are you?
That was Shehraz on the phone,
he's coming here to take the donations to the mosque.
Get your brother to change his clothes.
I am not boying up for them.
Aqsa: He is going to go straight to Dad
who's going to freak out
and take a giant shit all over Mom.
Sabi: When I'm one way it's bad.
When I'm another way it's bad.
7ven (on phone): Bessy opened her eyes, Sabi!
Oh my God, what happened now?
7ven (on phone): Sabi, she opened her eyes!
(subdued electronic music)
♪
Aqsa: Hey!
Do you want me to go in with you?
Um, no thanks.
Why are you looking at me like that?
I'm just worried.
I'm fine.
Are you sure?
Maybe you shouldn't be alone right now.
Everyone is up there, I'm not going to be alone.
Just go.
Aqsa, just go.
Okay.
(subdued electronic music)
ICU Nurse: From what we understand
when someone emerges from a coma
it can be a struggle to regain their identity.
The lines between who they are and who someone else is
might be confusing.
The present and the past,
what's real and what's not real.
Everything a blur.
It can take quite a bit of time
just to figure out who you are.
(subdued electronic music)
Mom.
(echoing) Mom.
Mom.
(smash)
(rhythmic finger snapping)
Don't tell him.
Don't tell him what?
Don't tell Imran about his...
Don't tell my husband about his...
son.
We have a lot to unpack.
(speaking in foreign language)
Dr. Dimas: Bessy, do you know where you are?
You're in the hospital. In the ICU.
You've been in a coma for 29 days.
You're a pretty strong lady.
Okay.
Well, can you squeeze my hand?
How about your eyes?
Can you look left and right for me?
Okay, Bessy how about a vocalization?
Can you give me a breath?
Anything to let me know that you can hear us.
All right.
So I can confirm that opening the eyes
does indeed signify the end of coma.
(excitedly) Yes!
Uh Paul, we should have a conversation about next steps.
(rhythmic guitar music)
(phone buzzing)
7ven, what are you...
Is everything okay?
Where's Sabi at?
They need to be here.
Bessy is like waking up from a motherfucking coma!
Like, they're not there?
I dropped them off over an hour ago.
That's weird.
Their phone's going right to voicemail.
It's cray that they're not here.
(dramatic electronic music)
♪
(doorbell buzzing)
Yeah?
Oh, uh-
Aqsa?
I don't have your number but I know where you live
'cause I've dropped Sabi off so many times.
Hi, I'm Mackenzie.
Lewis: What's going on?
Sabi's not here.
7ven: What?
Weird.
I hope they weren't abducted.
You gotta go straight to abduction?
Are you Sabi's sister?
Yeah. So anyways-
It's really nice to meet you.
Great!
Mack. Relax.
Sabi's kind of gone missing.
Missing?
What do you mean? For how long?
A few hours.
Mackenzie: Sorry, that's not exactly "missing".
Okay, great. Thanks, Constable Kelly.
Deenzie: We don't live in some gender utopia, dearie.
People like Sabi are more vulnerable.
Aqsa: They didn't show up for something really important.
Well, I always used to check the overpass on Dundas.
You know, near the rail path?
Sabi shame eats Popeye's there.
Deenzie: People like Sabi have a higher chance statistically
of self-harming.
People like Sabi are more likely victims of violent crimes.
Can you stop saying "people like Sabi".
And wait more than three minutes
before making them a trans stat.
Yeah, I can do that.
Asshole.
Don't say "people like Sabi".
Shehraz: Sabi is sick.
He needs help.
He is non-binary.
Maybe like that.
Hijra is considered third gender.
You tell his father,
he will make Sabi's life hell.
Do you remember what a typhoon he was
when Aqsa wouldn't marry the Farooqi boy?
If Imran finds out,
Sabi's not the only one who's going to be living in hell.
I know all too well the consequences
of being too lenient with one's children.
Do not blame yourself for Samir's accident.
You did what you thought was right.
Can you stop talking about Samir with me here?
Kareem, you smell like bubble gum.
I wish he would just smoke.
I don't trust this vaping.
(Kareem exhales)
(gentle ethereal singing)
♪ Call me when you miss me ♪
♪
Dr. Dimas: The fact that she opened her eyes is significant,
but it's just a technical marker, okay?
Um, I'm concerned that
Bessy could be in a minimal state of consciousness.
O-Okay. So...
Dr. Dimas: It's what we used to call a vegetative state.
You're saying Bessy might be a...
a vegetable?
I wish Sabi was here for this.
(doorbell rings)
Sabi?
Sabi: Hi, I'm here for the nanny interviews.
Come on in. - All right. Thanks.
(muted) Just watch your step.
Sabi: The last time I saw her,
she came to the bar where I work.
Are you going to miss me?
Sabi: What?
Is that even like a serious question?
I just don't understand why I couldn't just tell her
that I was going to miss her
when that's all she wanted me to say.
Bessy: Your resume is, um...
eclectic.
(electricity buzzing)
You keep looking at my stove hood.
Sorry. It's annoying.
Very.
Sabi: I-I'm sorry.
Oh no, not you.
You're not very annoying.
The light is annoying.
It's been doing that for a few days.
I don't know what's wrong with it.
It's probably a circuit thing.
Unless the bulb is loose
but you probably already checked that.
Can you look at it?
Right now?
Yes.
Okay.
Okay. That was embarrassing for me.
Don't be embarrassed.
Electricity is scary.
It's weird when someone feels that important to you,
you know, like I'm weirdly afraid of her or something or-
Being afraid of people you look up to
will keep you from them.
Bessy: So why do you want to work with kids?
I don't know, um,
I like how they process stuff.
Like they don't rush to put things in boxes.
Like, I, um, I was in electrician school before this.
I found it tricky because everyone was, um-
Boxed?
I don't know.
Like, everyone was a certain kind of person,
but I'm not that kind of person and I don't know.
I'm not making sense.
No, no, no. Yes you are.
I am?
Bessy: Yeah. It's like, you know,
labels will raise us up until they strangle us to death,
you know?
(laughing)
Yeah, so I'd like to be around kids for a bit.
I felt like myself around her.
Maybe for like the first time, like, maybe ever.
She saw you.
Bessy: Oh, hey, um, has anyone asked you your pronouns?
I was at this meeting last week at work
and they wanted the team to share what their pronouns were
and I was like, oh.
Sabi: Yeah, no-no one's asked me that.
Bessy: Well, I'm asking.
What are your pronouns?
They.
Them.
7ven: Seriously, Goddess Universe.
You make it so hard for people like us on this planet.
Please keep Sabi safe.
Aqsa: Sabi was in such a bad place.
I knew I should have gone into the hospital with them.
Paul: I'm sorry!
(yelling) What the fuck is your problem
you insensitive catastrophe of the patriarchy!!!
Don't worry about Sabi.
How can you say that?
Sabi's taking their space.
7ven: Do you even know that Sabi's missing?
What?
7ven: Nobody knows where they are.
Nobody can find them and I'm freaking out!
(stammering) I mean, is anyone looking for them?
Wow! Thank you for that excellent suggestion
you massive genius!
Of course!
Like what the fuck would we ever do without you?
(painfully) Aagh! Oh! Fuck!
Ah!
Oh wow!
(Paul breathes heavily)
(quirky singing)
I don't nest well.
It took me almost two weeks
to take the vacuum out of the box,
so thank you for building the desk.
It might fall apart.
Olympia: Do you mind if I make a suggestion?
Okaaaay.
Based on something you said about your mom
the other night.
Uh oh. Am I ready for this?
It's a strong suggestion.
Like I'm pretty much gonna tell you what to do.
Okay, well then, go forth fearless leader.
Pretend I'm your mom for a second.
Seriously? Role playing?
Before five?
Do it.
(exasperated) Oh my God. Okay.
(clears throat)
Say what you wish you could say to her.
Okay.
(clears throat)
Mother,
I would like you to find it within yourself
to let me be who I am
instead of who you want me to be.
And who are you, Sabi?
I am...
someone who's like,
trying to figure some stuff out
and I would like you to just let me have that.
That doesn't sound like you know who you are.
Are you breaking character
or do you think my mom would actually say that?
Stop being afraid of your mom, too.
I'm not afraid of her.
She wants in, and you're not letting her in.
Just like Bessy.
Okay, but why should I?
Because she's trying.
Now let's pick whatever you want out of my closet,
get you snatched,
and then you can go out there and try.
Well, your nose isn't broken
so that's good.
But I can see from the x-ray
that there's some kind of anomaly.
Have you broken your nose before?
Bessy: I'm just, I'm gonna legit lose my mind
if I don't get some time to myself.
Paul: If I'm going to be honest,
I'm-I'm having a hard time wrapping my head around
the nanny thing.
'Kay while you were wrapping your head around it,
I found someone.
Paul: You already found someone?
What the hell?
I mean, were you going to check with me?
(thud)
Ow! FUCK!!
Dad! She's making a sound!
(hoarse breathing)
Dr. Dimas: Okay, it could be any number of things.
Her vitals are good so she's stable, okay.
I'll run some tests as soon as possible.
Visiting hours are almost over so let's...
(hoarse breathing)
She's roaring.
(hoarse breathing)
It sounds like breathing.
(hoarse breathing)
She's roaring.
(hoarse breathing)
(quirky rhythmic finger-snapping)
(phone chiming)
(quirky rhythmic finger-snapping)
(introspective music)
(phone chiming)
(introspective music)
Admin Staff: Hey, visiting hours are over.
Yo!
Visiting hours done!
(introspective music)
♪
Hey.
Whoa.
Okay, you look freaky.
Security: I think she's in the furthest room.
Oh shit.
They're coming for me so I have to make this quick.
Okay, um, I just needed to tell you
because I never told you
because I was afraid of you
because you loomed so large to me
that God, yes, of course Bessy,
I'm going to miss you, too.
You're like really super important to my life.
Like really, really vital to my just standing here
and I know we're going to have a super special relationship
outside of whatever construct we've had in the past.
So if you die, I will murder you.
Excuse me, miss.
Oh my God, did you just hear that?
I-I would never murder her.
It was a total figure of speech.
But I have to go now.
I love you.
See ya.
Don't die.
(hoarsely) See ya.
♪ I built me a wall
♪ at ten feet tall
♪ to keep my secret safe in ♪
Thanks for the soft touch, fellas.
Goodnight.
♪ Not afraid of them anymore
♪ Hey there ♪
Call Mom.
(phone ringing)
Holy shit!
You're okay.
Your mom's been here for seriously hours
and she said she's not leaving until you arrived.
Close up for me?
Yeah, okay.
♪ You oh you
♪ Tell me what is left to do ♪
Raffo: You look...
clean.
(disco music)
Thank you.
Tell your sister you are okay.
I'm okay.
You're good now?
Okay, we'll talk to you later.
(disco music)
The music here I find annoying.
Gotcha.
(Indian singing)
Can I get you anything?
Mmm, Daiquiri.
Mango.
Mango banana.
Mango banana-
A Virgin Cosmo?
Ah! Very good.
(Indian singing)
♪
Aqsa was looking everywhere for you.
I was only gone for like a few hours.
When you're as important as you are,
you can't leave people for that long.
Hey, what-what just happened there?
Your father.
You told him?
Nahi.
Sabi: Shehraz Uncle?
Nah.
Who?
Kareem.
Kareem?
Your father is coming on the next flight he can find.
He wants to fix you.
Oh shit.
Sorry.
Don't go away from me.
I won't.
If...
If you don't go away from me.
(Indian singing)
(siren wails)
(clears throat)
Call Paul.
(phone ringing)
Hiiii! You've reached Sabi.
You've reached Paul Kaneko-Bauer,
please leave a message.
(beep)
Hey, it's me.
Um, I thought I should leave you a message-
God, I-I hope you're okay.
Sabi: To let you know that I am okay.
The kids won't stop asking about you.
Sabi: It's kind of like,
if I don't pick up my phone for a few hours,
everyone thinks I'm dead.
So...
Uh, maybe we can connect on Monday,
if-if you're still planning on coming in.
Sabi: We have got some shit to figure out.
I hope to see you on Monday.
Okay, I will see you on Monday.
♪ If I say, yeah, follow rivers,
♪ Is that still okay?
♪ Do you like me anyway?
♪ I built you a bridge
♪ Take a walk to my side, its close enough
♪ I'll meet you there, I'll meet you anywhere
♪ Hey, you there
♪ What's wrong with this picture?
♪ We were friends, its not fair
♪ I can't cry when you're over there ♪
(loud moaning) (bed banging)
♪ You, oh you
♪ Tell me what is left to do
♪ Been out on a limb or two
♪ It ain't somethin' I'm used to
♪ Hey, you there
♪ What's wrong with this picture?
♪ We were friends, it's not fair
♪ I can't cry when you're over there
♪ You, oh you
♪ Tell me what is left to do
♪ Been out on a limb or two
♪ It ain't somethin' I'm used to
♪ Hey, you there
♪ What's wrong?
♪ You there ♪
(soft airy music)
("Free My Mind" by TRuss)
♪
♪ Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah ♪
♪ Aw yeah ♪
♪ I've been reflecting and collecting my thoughts ♪