[soft sombre music]
Sabi, I built it and no one came.
Sabi: [sighs] I-I can't let this place close.
Wolf: Well, without some sort of super immediate cash infusion,
We got no choice.
Did you call 'cause your friends need money?
Maybe.
Bryce: I don't bail failing businesses out.
Call me when you have a thing to pitch.
7ven: Look how zest!
Bessy: It just feels weird that someone twice my daughter's age
Wants to hang with her so much.
Ditch violet now so it hurts less.
Where you at?
7ven: Your dad hired you to do all this work on the house
And now he's not paying you?
You want money?
Yeah.
Like allowance?
Like white people give their children?
No, like, uh...
What you have to do by law when you hire someone.
I'm leaving.
Leaving paul?
You-you already told me that.
Bessy: No here. The facility.
Sabi: If I'm gonna take care of you,
Then I need, like, a real ass salary to do that.
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.
Raffo: I told you.
Open concept.
So, we have a new member of the Tuesday/Thursday aft crew.
Give it up for raffo!
[crowd applauds]
Rupes: If you feel comfortable maybe you could introduce yourself
And give us a sense of your connection to dance.
Oh.
I'm raffo.
Ah, I'm a mother.
Nothing special.
I used to dance when I was much younger.
I mean, being a mother in my opinion
Is not "nothing special".
[crowd applauds] okay?
Just so you know what we do here at bollyvibes
Is whatever feels good.
Bharatnatyam, kathak, bhangra, jazz, belly dance, hip-hop.
Google says you can burn 500 calories
With just one session of masala bhangra.
[crowd applauds and laughs]
[rupes laughs]
Rupes: Let's do this!
[upbeat bhangra music]
And five, six, seven, eight!
[upbeat bhangra music]
I would like something to eat!
[upbeat bhangra music]
[imran sighs]
Rupes: And arms!
Yes!
[upbeat bhangra music]
Rupes: Okay!
Woo!
Get it, girl!
[raffo giggles]
[upbeat bhangra music]
Rupes: Woo!
Yeah!
All right!
I mean, it was like a big deal for real
Because I'm like this desi kid from the burbs
And all I thought was that there's, like,
Straight and gay and that's it, you know?
Yeah. Then we walked into bar buk
And it was liiike so freakyyy.
So freaky.
And life, like, changed.
How did you end up working there?
Well, I-
7ven: 'cause sabi fully stalked the place.
I did not stalk the place.
7ven: [laughs] yes, you did.
You were there all the time.
Okay, yeah, totally.
I was there every waking hour.
Tryna' get freaky!
Yes!
[laughing]
Then one day deenzie was just like,
"heya cupcake!
"I need someone to cover the bar.
"you're of age, right?"
Your dad sounds like that, right?
[buzzer rings]
Hey! -Oh hey!
Do you have my keys?
Which keys?
Car keys.
I told you I was coming here.
I asked you if you wanted to come.
Did you tell me you were taking the car?
I assumed that it was assumed.
Deenzie, why don't you just come in?
I just want my keys.
Are you crocheting?
Yes.
Wanna make sure you're okay to drive?
I'm a grown ass man with a car and no keys.
And for your information,
Other than some hardcore crocheting,
I have not engaged in stress relieving activities
Such as booze or drugs
Because that was an entirely other
Wonderful part of my life
That is now behind me.
But you know what else is behind me?
The business that I spent twenty years building,
So you all need to get over it
And start your own dreams!
If you want your little discotheque,
Or you want your little gallery thing-a-ma-bingbong or
Oh god I don't even know what your dreams are, cupcake,
I'm sorry.
But either way, can I just have my keys?
I already gave them to you.
Thanks.
Bryce: So you wanna reboot bar buk
As a dance club-slash-art gallery?
7ven: 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!
Um, bryce, there's a lot of nowhere to go
For people like us in this city.
And if we build it right, those people will come.
Well, put a plan together
And I'll take a look at it.
7ven: Yes!
I mean, okay.
Love you, bryce!
Who's the investor, 7ven?
Byeeeeee! -Don't "byeeee!" me-
Tool.
So we have an investor?
No.
Maybe.
We gonna do this?
Yeah.
What about you?
Do you want this?
[sighs] I don't know.
I guess I'm just like...
You know, you have your, like, art-worldly-ness,
And you're smart as shit.
I'm just like not sure
What I'm bringing to this I think.
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.
[gentle music]
Yeah.
Yes, I want it.
Hee!
[7ven giggles]
[chuckles] okay.
Yeah.
Together forever, trevor.
[imran hums]
You're doing the dishes?
Imran: Yeah.
Okay.
Dance class.
♪ I don't need someone else to see
♪ that he'll never leave me
♪ I'd even take him home to meet my folks
♪ I'd even tell him to call the home phone
♪ I'd even take him home to meet my folks ♪
[hammering]
Women are difficult to understand.
Right.
You'll understand when you're married.
[clattering]
Your mother is taking dance class.
Sabi: Oh?
Nice.
Why are you laughing?
I wasn't even remotely laughing.
She was excellent dancer in her youth.
Okay.
Why does everyone keep things from me?
Is that a serious question?
'cause we're, like, afraid of you.
[softly] oh damn.
[hammering]
[upbeat rhythmic music]
♪
Hey, what's up?
Nothing.
How are you doing,
Like with the whole new normal and everything?
Fine.
Everything okay at school and stuff?
Mm-hmm.
You seem sad.
I'm fine.
Oh. Hey.
Hi.
Um, would it be okay if I put blackout curtains
In the front windows?
Sabi: Are you asking for my permission?
'cause it's your house.
Right.
Bye.
Hey!
What?
You know, I'm like always, always, literally always here.
[sighs] why'd I get groceries?
[violet's door slams shut]
Bessy: First shower by myself.
She's right on track.
I used the stool.
It was sooo comfortable.
[laughs] why did I ever stand?
Claudette: You wanna sit?
You sit, girl.
Sabi: Hey, ah, wait, ah, don't take another step.
Okay, continue.
Sabi.
Um, the-the overheads were hurting your eyes,
So-so I thought I'd do something a little bit softer.
Very lovely, and I'm very late.
Could you take her the rest of the way?
Yes. - Thanks, claudette.
I'll see you tomorrow.
[bessy grunts]
Ow.
Ah...
You...
You must be tired.
Bessy: Thank you.
I should probably get some rest.
Yeah.
I'll get some rest.
Okay, you should probably get some rest.
Okay.
[gentle music]
[softly] I'll get your legs.
Bessy: Yeah, thank you.
Oh.
[gentle music]
♪
[phone chimes]
[soft upbeat music]
♪
[upbeat bhangra music]
Rupes: Hip!
Yes! Yes!
One, two, three, four.
Break it down!
[lively bhangra music]
And hip!
And arms!
Beautiful, ladies.
Yes!
Woo!
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!
[upbeat bhangra music]
♪
Wolf: Sorry, I'm early.
You're here.
I am.
I just texted you and you just came.
Yeah.
So what do you wanna...
I mean, was-was there a specific reason
That you reached out to me?
I wasn't sure from your tone.
You know, tone on text it's, ah-
Yeah, but I don't know.
Is everything okay?
Yeah.
No.
Ugh.
Everyone is falling apart.
Is that deenzie's car?
I got permission this time.
Okay.
Where should we go?
Ah, 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.
[phone beeps]
Oh gawd, my mom called me like a thousand times.
Raffo on voicemail: [on speaker] sabi, I need you to call me.
[voicemail beep]
Raffo on voicemail: Are you ignoring me?
Call me.
[voicemail beep]
Raffo on voicemail: Your father's freaking me out!
I can't go home!
Come and get me!
[voicemail beep]
Let's go get her.
Oh. Okay.
[car engine roars]
[sombre electronic music]
[raffo sighs]
Hiiiii.
[speaks urdu]
Finally. Thank you.
I'm 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.
Shit? -Yes.
Good thing.
Thank you.
Okay. You good?
All right. Thanks.
Rupes: Bye. See you next week.
Raffo: 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? - Huh.
Okay, yeah, that is pretty concerning.
Raffo: Are you concerned?
I can't see your face.
Come in the back.
Why you sitting in the front with the uber driver?
Come in the back now.
Come. -I...
Mom, this is wolf.
Wolf, this is mrs. Mehboob.
Nice to meet you, mrs. Mehboob.
How do you know the uber dri...
[soft techno music]
Usic]
♪
Do you have a job?
Mom!
It's okay.
Ah, I'm a student.
Well, I'm taking a break from my studies.
Helping my dad.
Oh, it's nice you're helping your parent.
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, ah, I'm-I'm just here, you know,
Running from something that I'll eventually have to face.
Anyway.
What sort of dance are you taking?
Oh, it has hip-hop elements
And also some bhangra techniques.
Wolf: Modern bhangra is fascinating.
Yeah, the whole '70s british influence.
I mean...
Just ask him.
You were born in pakistan?
Lahore.
Raffo: 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?
Wolf: 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?
[raffo speaks urdu]
She had been sick since he was very young.
Huh.
Wolf: I grew up in germany.
Yeah, my dad died there
And then my other dad brought me here.
That's a difficult thing for such a young age.
[gentle electronic music]
♪
[soft chattering]
Raffo: Every time he returns from dubai I find it difficult.
Why is that?
I suppose I feel he has...
Expectations.
Of the way I should be.
Oh.
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 dunno.
I find it difficult, you know, for instance,
With my dad to give him room to be, like, changed
By everything that he's going through.
I just assume that he's just gonna keep on being
The same old him.
Sorry, I'm-I'm only asking myself if I'm giving him room
To be, you know...
New.
You okay?
I think so.
Yes.
Is there anything you need me to do
To make anything, like, better for you?
He's a very smart boy.
Everyone should have room to be new.
Khuda hafiz. -Khuda hafiz.
[uplifting music]
♪
Sabi: Who is that woman?
Your mother apparently.
Who are you?
Like, how do you know how to say all the right stuff?
[uplifting music]
♪
Oh, I meant to tell you.
I think I might've found a space
That 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.
[soft rhythmic vocalization]