(children laughing) (engine roaring by) (poignant music) (birds chirping) (poignant music continues) - This place hasn't seen a doctor since a good few years.

I hope you're feeling energetic.

- Well, I could've done with an extra hour in bed.

- [Ram] You know, at my age you don't need much sleep.

That's one of the benefits of getting older.

Not that I'm old.

- No, of course not.

You're maturing like a fine wine or a classic car.

- (chuckles) You're right.

(dog barks) So, who's the first on our list today?

- It's a house call.

Sitesh Pillai.

(poignant music continues) (birds chirping) (poignant music continues) (poignant music continues) (car doors close) (Ruby knocking) (birds chirping) (Ruby knocking) - Mr. Pillai?

(door creaks) (tense music) - I told them, no doctors!

(lively music) (singers vocalizing) (lively music continues) (lively music continues) (lively music continues) - Now go, or I swear I will shoot.

(gun cocks) (tense music) - Mr. Pillai, we just wanna help.

- My friend, if you're planning to threaten somebody with a gun, the least you can do is to load it up.

- Please, all I want is to be left alone.

(Ruby exhales) - How did you know it wasn't loaded?

- It's a revolver.

You can see all the chambers are empty.

- Yeah, no, I get that.

I mean, how did you know there wasn't still one in the barrel?

(bright music) (bright music continues) (insects chirring) - [Ruby] This looks painful?

- [Sitesh] It isn't.

I can't feel anything.

- [Ruby] That's not a good thing.

- [Ram] You're a diabetic?

- [Sitesh] So they tell me.

- You need to dispose of all these old syringes and take your medicines on time.

- How long has it been like this?

- I don't know, a few weeks.

- I can't get a pulse.

Borderline ischemic.

- What's that?

- The diabetes has affected the blood supply to your foot, so it makes any infection more serious.

We'll need to do a scan at the hospital and take some blood.

- No, no, no.

I'm not leaving this house.

- Mr. Pillai, if you neglect this, you could lose your foot.

About that, I'm quite sure.

- It's what they want!

They'll wait for me to leave and then they will knock it down.

(Lilly knocks on door) (footsteps approaching) Ah, I told you.

This is all your doing, isn't it?

You sent them, didn't you?

- For God's sake, I didn't send them, Mr. Pillai.

They were coming to the village anyway.

I asked them to visit you because I was worried.

Lilly Chacko, Barco Sun Estates.

How is he?

- Um, we're still assessing that.

- I see.

- What's going on?

- I work for a property development company.

We're looking to build a hotel on this site.

- It is not a "site."

It is my home!

Now get out!

Where's my pistol?

- For some reason, my face makes him reach for his damn revolver.

Perhaps we can talk in private?

(poignant music continues) We've made a number of offers to Sitesh to buy his land but he's refused to sell, which is of course his right.

When I came to see him yesterday, he was lying on the floor struggling to breathe.

That's why I contacted you.

I assume you're taking him to hospital?

- Not immediately.

- Yes, most-- - I still need to complete my assessment, if you don't mind?

- Of course.

Please let me know what you decide.

(birds chirping) - No, I don't want to keep holding!

What I want is to speak to the captain.

Yes, it is vital-- (Gabriel knocks) Damn police force is run by a bunch of bloody idiots.

Yes?

- You wanted to see me?

- Oh, yes.

I need you to rejig the night rota.

I've requested Dr. Ray to stay on a little longer, and she's agreed.

- She's working here?

- Ever since the attack on Jyoti, I've been looking into various ways of treating her here at the hospital.

First thing on the list is a plastics specialist.

- I would have liked to have been consulted.

- And I'd like to throttle the bloke on the other end of this phone.

Dr. Ray is the only person who can give Jyoti the care she needs, Dr. Varma.

I've no intention of prying into your personal life, but if you want me to, I will.

Well?

Good.

Then that's agreed.

You know how good a surgeon she is.

You also know how much good she can do here, not just for Jyoti but for countless others.

- Is that all?

- [Man On Phone] Hello.

Hello.

- Hello?

Yes, of course, I'm still here.

No, don't you-- (lively music continues) - [Greg] Tommy, can we get Kush to get us some more alcohol?

Tommy?

(cellphone vibrates) Oh, if that's that same priapic idiot you gave your number to again, just-- - It's just mum.

- Well, you better call her back.

She's probably worried.

Us men can happily go years without any form of communication with our loved ones.

Women not so much.

Mothers?

You can measure in milliseconds.

Call back.

- What are you reading, Dad?

- This is the official regulations of the licensing board.

I'm looking for what is commonly known as a loophole to our alcohol problem slash emerging tragedy.

- And?

- Nothing.

They've got it sewn up tighter than an elephant in a tuk-tuk.

And I'm just about to give up.

- And let them win?

No.

Come on.

There must be something.

Look here.

Where do I begin?

(engine revving) (people speaking indistinctly) - The donor skin won't attach permanently, so we'll leave it in place for a week or so, like an organic dressing.

Does that make sense?

I was just telling Jyoti about her skin graft this afternoon.

- How are you feeling, honey?

Can we get you anything?

Is the pain relief working?

- The morphine makes me tired.

That's a good thing, I guess.

- Mm-hmm.

It is if it's helping you sleep.

Now, your mother called this morning.

She'd like to come in to see you.

- I don't wanna see her.

I don't wanna see anyone.

(birds chirping) - I'm going to be assisting with Jyoti's surgery.

Is there anything you need?

The operation is scheduled for 2:00, so I'll come in at 1:50.

- I know you're angry.

You asked me to leave.

- And yet you stayed.

- Then let me explain.

- Well, I think it's obvious, don't you?

Lydia wants us to work together like professionals.

I know I can.

I hope you can too.

(footsteps receding) - [Ruby] Try and keep this clean and raised whenever you can.

How's his blood sugar?

- [Ram] 18.2.

Still too high.

Have you been taking your insulin before the meals?

- [Sitesh] Sometimes.

I forget.

- [Ram] If this infection gets worse, there are all the chances you may die.

You have to come in to the hospital, Mr. Pillai.

- [Sitesh] They'll take this place.

If I leave, I'll never be allowed back.

- [Ruby] Is there anyone here that can help you?

- I have no friends here.

They all hate me.

Apparently I am single-handedly crushing their dreams.

- What about family?

- I was married.

My wife... left.

Isn't there any way that you can treat me here?

- I'm sorry.

It's just not practical.

- Please.

We had a daughter.

(poignant music) She was 5 years old.

You know, this is my home.

Everything I have is here.

I will never leave this place, even if it means I have to die here.

(poignant music continues) - [Lilly] So, how is he?

- Well, not great.

We have tried to do whatever we could, but he's still refusing to leave.

- No surprise there.

He's an incredibly difficult man.

- By difficult, you mean he won't sell you his house?

- The hotel complex will take up the entire village, not just Sitesh's land.

And the fact is, all these people, they want to sell.

Life is hard here.

The soil is poor, there's outbreaks of typhoid.

- Oh, thank you.

- We've offered to re-house everyone in a new development 20 kilometers away with running water, electricity, and proper sanitation.

There is no nobility in being poor.

The people here want the same opportunities as everyone else.

- You do know why he won't move?

He told you about his daughter?

- He's told me a hundred times.

(poignant music) Don't get me wrong, I am sympathetic, but he is making himself ill by staying here.

He goes days without eating.

He drinks himself unconscious whenever he can.

He'd do so much better by moving away, if you could just explain to him.

- Well, we don't want to get involved in your politics.

- But if you could make him see that medically he's in danger.

- We have.

But if he's in possession of his senses, then that's his decision.

- I would say that's highly debatable.

You saw the gun, right?

- He's desperate, not mad.

In my professional opinion.

- Look, if there are any logistical issues that are holding you back, costs of ambulances, medevac, that kind of thing, my company has contingency budgets, money kept aside for medicine, equipment.

Anything you want.

- Are you trying to bribe us?

- I'm just saying that if you can persuade Sitesh to leave, then everyone can benefit.

- You are unbelievable.

No!

- Dr. Nair?

- You're not seriously considering it?

- Listen, we have patients to see, and we are already behind schedule.

So please, allow us to finish our work.

(soft music continues) (soft music continues) - [Aisha] Obviously, the trick is to only remove the damaged tissue.

The last thing we want is deeper scarring.

- [Lydia] And that's why you're not going to use staples.

- [Aisha] Exactly.

Her body's going to reject the donor skin, so I'll have to remove it in a week.

Okay, great.

- [Lydia] Well, if Jyoti's not going to need any more surgery until next week, we'll have to think of something else to keep you busy.

(Aisha scoffs) - [Gabriel] So, how's your general practice?

- [Aisha] I'm bound to be a little rusty.

- [Gabriel] Yes, you've been a plastics surgeon for what, 10 years?

That's a long time.

- [Aisha] Long enough to train you.

(both chuckle) - [Gabriel] We see all kinds of cases here.

I mean, how are you on venereal disease?

- [Aisha] Obviously, I have no first-hand experience, but I do remember the basics.

And I promise to be a very attentive pupil.

(soft romantic music continues) More saline please.

(birds chirping) - Dr. Walker?

- If Sitesh really won't budge, then we can treat him as an outpatient.

- Ruby.

- I know it's not ideal.

But we can at least stop things from getting worse.

- It's a three-hour round trip.

And you are needed at the hospital.

- I'll do it after work.

- And get exhausted?

I mean how does that benefit your patients at the hospital?

And you're going to come here how many times, like twice a week, more?

- What's the alternative?

Do nothing?

Let him die?

He's got no one.

I can change his dressing, organize his medication for him.

Make sure he eats something.

- Well, I'm on call tonight, I can't wait around.

- Well, then don't.

(birds chirping) (people speaking indistinctly) (birds chirping) (footsteps approaching) - It's just dahl.

I'm not much of a cook.

- Thank you.

- Uh.

Insulin first.

- It's been a while since I had any company.

It's nice.

My daughter used to creep out here sometimes when it was past her bedtime, hoping I hadn't noticed.

(chuckles) She was, she was always so busy, you know.

The only time she would stand still was when we would measure her.

There are notches on the wall where we would mark how tall she'd got.

One for every birthday.

(engine roaring in the distance) (horn honks) - Who's that?

- I think that's for me.

I'll go and check.

Won't be second.

It's all right.

What are you doing here?

I thought you'd be with Ranjit with that old banger of his.

- Lucky for you, I saw him leaving.

How is he?

- Mm.

- Ram told me your heart was bleeding.

Oh, and that you're impossible.

- Oh, well, I learned from the best.

- It's one of your most endearing qualities.

- Mm.

- So?

- Yeah better.

A good meal and 20 units helped.

- Okay.

Let's go.

- I'm just gonna get my bag and say bye.

(gate creaking) (tense music) - Can I help you?

- Deepak Kohli?

- Who are you?

- My name is Lydia Fonseca.

I work at the Good Karma Hospital with Jyoti, your fiance.

- Is everything all right, sir?

- Jyoti's been a patient in the hospital for the last few days, and I was wondering why you haven't been in to see her.

- That's none of your business.

- Would you like me to tell you how she is?

- Can you please leave.

- Jyoti has suffered full thickness burns from a vicious acid attack to her face and neck.

She will need numerous operations, reconstructive surgery, skin grafts, which, despite our best efforts, will still leave her scarred for life.

And that's before we get to the psychological damage.

- And why are you telling me this?

- Wow!

That's your reaction, is it?

Not how is she feeling, or how long will she have to be in hospital, or a hundred other questions any normal person might ask.

Look, I don't know what's gone on here, but I swear if find out you are in any way involved, you'll spend the rest of your life behind bars.

And in the meantime, if you or anyone you know goes anywhere near Jyoti, even so much as a phone call, you'll have me to answer to.

Understood?

- Throw her out!

(tense music continues) (car door closes) (engine starts) (tense music continues) (tense music continues) (gate creaks) (gate slams shut) - [Ruby] So she's staying?

Well, that's great, isn't it?

- [Gabriel] Okay, so, uh... Aisha and I have I guess what you'd call history back in Mumbai.

I didn't tell you because she wasn't going to stay, so I didn't see the point.

- I'm guessing she didn't just turn up in Barco out of the blue?

- No, she came here to find me and see how I felt about her.

(gentle music) - That's what she told you?

- Mm-hmm.

- And... how do you feel?

- What she and I had was over a long time ago.

(gentle music continues) - How long were you together?

- Three years.

It was complicated.

She was married at the time.

- And now?

- (sighs) She's divorced.

So she tells me.

(gentle music continues) (gentle music continues) - So you were her lover?

- Well, I mean, it wasn't what I wanted, uh... She promised me that she'd, uh...

It was one of the reasons why it all ended.

Look...

I've already told her that I'm with you.

So now I'm just telling you about her, so everyone is fully in the picture.

Okay?

- Yeah.

(gentle music continues) We should probably go.

(gentle music continues) (gentle music continues) - I've got it.

I was in the shower, and it just hit me.

- [Greg] What hit you?

- The answer!

Our loophole.

It's so simple.

- Okay.

- So, there is an exemption.

Bars are allowed to serve booze if they're more than 500 meters away from the highway.

It's something to do with drink driving, right?

- So how far away are we?

- We are exactly 432 meters.

I've checked.

- Maths isn't exactly your strong point, is it?

- No, look, look.

If we do-- (cellphone ringing) - Oh.

- I thought you'd called her?

- No, I'll ring her back in a minute.

- No.

Do it now.

- No.

- Or you're grounded, or something.

Unless you wanna clean the toilets out instead of me?

(cellphone rings) - Hi, Mum.

(people speaking indistinctly) (children laughing) (bells ringing in the distance) (footsteps approaching) - Hey.

- Hi.

- So he told me.

And as we're going to be working together, I thought you should know it's not an issue.

At least not for me.

- I think it's nice to be out in the open about all this, don't you?

- Definitely.

- Lydia persuaded me to stay here.

She can be very persuasive.

- I think we can both agree on that.

Anyway, look, I just wanted to clear the air.

- Thanks.

That's much appreciated.

I get what you're doing here.

This place, it's, uh, got life, unlike a damn clinic in Mumbai.

Must be nice to make a difference?

- I think so.

You certainly have to be tough to work here.

I'm sure you'll fit right in.

Anyway, um, I have patients.

- Sure.

- I'll see you.

(birds chirping) - [Edmund] It's incredible!

Absolutely above and beyond.

I can't believe you actually found her.

- Well, I think so.

I popped by the Town Hall and spent the afternoon looking through their records.

- This is where Dina's family have moved to.

Pandai?

Is that how you say it?

- Yes, Pandai.

It's not far.

Actually, I think there's a direct bus.

There are detailed records for the district in the temple.

I'm off tomorrow, so I thought maybe we could go together?

- You're so busy, here.

I don't want to waste your time or your day off.

- It's fine.

Really.

There you go.

All done.

- [Sitesh] What have you done?

What have you done to me?

- Sorry.

Excuse me.

- [Sitesh] What have you put inside me?

I didn't want this!

I didn't want it!

You are ruining everything.

- Please calm down.

We want you to get better.

- They will take my house!

I specifically said I did not want to be here.

- Sitesh, what are you doing here?

- Ask him!

- Well, I was on call last night when Lilly rang.

She said she went to see Sitesh for one final offer, and she found him unwell.

- [Ruby] Unwell?

What does that mean?

- Well, he was semiconscious.

He was rambling.

Anyway they asked me whether they could bring him in.

- He was hyperglycemic all day.

He probably just needed a shot of insulin.

- Which she wouldn't know that.

She's not a doctor, Ruby.

- Exactly!

- From what I understand, he's not managing his diabetes at all well, and that foot is riddled with infection.

This is the best place for him.

- He specifically asked us not to take him to hospital.

And why didn't you call me?

I could have been there in the time it took to bring him in.

- It was 11:00 p.m., what would you have done?

Driven two hours into the countryside?

I have a duty of care to you, as much to him.

- That's for me to decide.

- No, it isn't!

- This property company have offered to pay for any tests or medicine that Sitesh might need.

They've even offered to buy us a new ECG kit.

- How would they even know what that is?

- Well, Lilly asked me whether we needed anything, and I mentioned yes, we could use one.

- So you're happy to let them bribe you?

- Dr. Walker, that's enough.

- How dare you!

(tense music) I did what any responsible physician would have done.

And for the record, I have made my concerns very clear on this right from the start!

- He's my patient.

- And I'm your boss!

(tense music continues) (soft upbeat music) - Everything okay?

- What?

- With your mum?

- Yeah, it's great.

Yeah.

She just wanted to moan about what a cow Aunty Carol is.

- We disagreed about virtually everything, but on that, me and your mum were as one.

- The road.

You didn't let me explain.

So if you're 500 meters away from a public highway, you are exempt from the ban.

- So, we're 68 meters short.

- That is if you go directly from the road to the bar.

If you don't... - I'm listening.

- You have a visitor.

It's Deepak Kholi's mother.

- Oh.

- Before you talk to her, there's something you should know.

Jyoti was seeing someone else.

Someone other than Deepak.

I didn't say anything because... Well, because she has enough to deal with without her family thinking that she's somehow responsible.

- You should've said something.

- It isn't that easy, Lydia.

- I didn't say it was.

- I just wanted to check if she's all right.

I've been meaning to come for a few days, but, um... - Physically, her injuries are severe but not life threatening.

However, psychologically, she's very fragile.

- Will you send my best wishes to her?

She was always such a pretty little thing.

- When I spoke to your son yesterday, he seemed more resentful and angry than upset.

- I think this was a mistake.

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have come.

Thank you.

- I also know why.

No matter the provocation, no human being deserves this.

Take a look.

We took these the morning after the attack.

You can see the extent of the injury.

The acid burned through all three layers of her skin.

Now, I know he's your son and you love him.

But if you know anything about what happened, you have to tell the police.

(ominous music continues) (ominous music continues) (people speaking indistinctly) (engine revs) (horn honks) (man speaking indistinctly over P.A.)

- Pandai, please.

Senior ticket return.

(man speaking indistinctly over P.A.)

(engine revs) (horn honks) (singer vocalizing) (steady music) (steady music continues) (steady music continues) (singer vocalizing) (waves breaking) - [Greg] That's already 65 meters, so that makes us over 500 meters from the road.

My only daughter is a certified genius.

We are now officially re-opened.

(people cheering) Come on, everyone.

Come on.

Can't believe it.

You are absolutely brilliant.

- We did it.

- We did do it.

I feel like the pied piper.

(both laugh) Right, ladies and gentlemen, start thinking about what wanna to drink.

We've got the fantastic cold beer.

Obviously, we've got Browners beer, imported from a very important village in the Black Country.

Right, ladies and gentlemen, two for one for cocktails, one half-price if you're drinking alone.

Here we go.

(Sitesh crying) - Sitesh, come on, come on.

- I can't.

I can't.

- Look, discharging yourself without any kind of plan, without speaking to me or anyone else, that's the worst thing you could do right now.

Sitesh, I know how much you love your house.

- I don't!

I hate it.

I hate it so much.

I only stay in case she comes back.

- Your wife?

(poignant music) - My... My daughter.

- I thought she died.

(poignant music continues) - It was a week after her fifth birthday.

She went to play in the woods while I was working.

She loved exploring.

She just wanted to play, but...

I was too busy.

It was just a few minutes till she...

When I went to find her, she was gone.

(poignant music continues) - You never found her?

- But I kept thinking...

Somehow...

Somehow, someday... She would come back to me.

(crying) (poignant music continues) I'm just stuck.

I want it all to stop.

(Ruby knocks) - [Ruby] Hey.

- Hello.

- I spoke with Sitesh.

He wants to sell the house.

We can treat him here as long as we like.

He just needs a couple of things.

- Well, I'm glad to hear that.

It's the correct decision.

- I know you wouldn't take a bribe.

I shouldn't have said that.

- No, you shouldn't have.

But then, I shouldn't have shouted at you either.

Slapping the desk was very overdramatic.

A little too Bollywood.

(Ruby chuckles) - Now that's something I'd like to see.

(bright music) (Ruby chuckles) (people speaking indistinctly) - [Ram] You are ready?

It's time.

(bright music continues) (door shuts) (engine roaring) (horn honks) - Please tell me this is about Deepak Kohli?

- Yes.

His mother has been in touch with us.

- Good, at last we're finally getting somewhere.

Now I know these things can be hard to prosecute.

- Mrs. Kohli has made a complaint against you.

- What?

- She says you visited her home and threatened her son.

Is this true?

- Excuse me?

It isn't Dr. Fonseca you should be questioning.

It's him.

- We interviewed Deepak the day after the attack.

It's standard procedure in a case like this.

He has witnesses who vouch for his whereabouts.

- Here we go.

And these so-called "witnesses", have you looked into them?

- Did you go to Deepak's home and threaten him?

You can't take the law into your own hands.

- He is either directly or indirectly responsible for a vicious attack that left a young girl scarred for life.

- And if there's evidence we'll investigate.

But until then, I'd advise you to not have any further contact with the Kohli family and leave the detective work to us.

- You told her, didn't you?

- She was just trying to help.

We both are.

Jyoti, if you keep quiet on this, then you're allowing them to blame you.

We have to make sure that they don't get away with this.

- We are not in this together.

The rules that apply to you are not the same ones that apply to me.

You know nothing about me.

Neither of you do.

- I do know that whatever happened, it wasn't your fault.

- You don't have a clue.

You don't understand.

You'll never understand.

(poignant music) - Is something wrong?

- No.

At least.

I'm sorry, I'm trying to find his ventricle, left ventricle.

- Should it take this long?

- Oh.

Come on.

- Dr. Ray, would you like some help?

- No, thank you.

I got this.

- See, ultrasound... (bright romantic music) is a complex visuomotor skill.

(bright romantic music continues) In other words, there is a knack.

Ah.

- Oh.

- See?

It just takes a little practice.

(bright romantic music continues) (people speaking indistinctly) (veiled music) (veiled music continues) - Come, Edmund.

- [Edmund] How old is this place?

- [Arjun] 200 years, more or less.

- [Edmund] And you have records going back all that time?

Dina's family came here in 1975.

I don't have an address.

- [Arjun] I'm sure we'll be able to find them.

We have records of births, marriages.

(door opens) It's all in here.

- I'm very self-sufficient.

If you leave me with the books or ledgers, I'm quite happy to plow through them.

- Or we could look on the computer.

I had the records transferred a few years ago.

Come sit.

(veiled music continues) (keyboard clacking) Quite a common surname.

Hang on.

This might be something.

A Menon wedding in 1979.

Perhaps a relation?

That might lead us to more of the family and hopefully an address.

(keyboard clacking) Here we are.

Dina Menon.

- What does it say?

- She appears a couple of times in the 1990s.

She's mentioned regarding a cousin's wedding and her brother-in-law's funeral.

And then... Edmund, I'm so sorry.

It says here she passed five years ago.

- Are you sure?

There can be no doubt?

- You have my sympathy.

(veiled music continues) - Oh.

- It's okay.

That is looking very good.

We'll need to check every few hours and redress the wound.

- I'd like to do that, if I can.

(soft plaintive music continues) I'll need a mirror, yes?

And you're worried how I'll react when I see myself.

- [Mari] It's still really early days, Jyoti.

- Thing is Jyoti, there's no right or wrong way to go from here.

But in the meantime, if you'd like, we can organize a counselor to come and talk to you.

- I don't need anyone else telling me what I can or cannot do.

- They won't tell you, they'll advise you.

- [Jyoti] I don't need anyone.

(plaintive music continues) (birds chirping) (door shuts) (poignant music) (poignant music continues) (poignant music continues) (poignant music continues) (poignant music continues) (poignant music continues) (poignant music continues) (poignant music continues) (ominous music) (bullet clinks) - [Ruby] Sitesh?

Please.

- No.

(poignant music continues) My friend... As a father, I can see you have known sadness like none of us can possibly imagine.

You lost the most precious gift that is given to all of us, the gift of a child.

Why cause death when we can celebrate life?

This woman...

This young doctor... She cared for you, cooked for you, dressed your wounds.

Is this the way you are going to repay her kindness?

Her love?

(poignant music continues) (poignant music continues) Please, Sitesh.

Give me the gun.

(poignant music continues) (poignant music continues) (Sitesh sniffles) (poignant music continues) (birds chirping) (poignant music continues) (birds chirping) (poignant music continues) (poignant music continues) (poignant music continues) (water dripping) - Take this energy, little one.

Be at peace.

Cross into the light and remember me.

(poignant music continues) (water flowing) (poignant music continues) (poignant music continues) (birds chirping) (people speaking indistinctly) (lively music) - Huh?

Please tell me you're impressed.

- I'm really not in the mood.

- Would it help if I told you that I love you?

- Not remotely.

And anyway, if you did love me, you'd have got me some pink gin.

- Pink gin?

I didn't knew you liked that.

- That's cause you never listen.

- Tommy, can you pass me the you-know-what?

Tommy?

- What?

- Oh, never mind.

- [Tommy] Hi.

- Ready mixed.

Just add ice.

- What can get you again?

Nice, isn't it?

- Tommy?

You know, your father can be surprisingly sensitive.

(Lydia chuckles) Thank you.

- It's my pleasure.

- Go on then.

Get some ice.

- Oh, obviously.

(insects chirping) (dog barks in the distance) (insects continue chirping) - I've had worse coffee in my life, but this is definitely top three.

You used to laugh more.

- You used to be funnier.

(Aisha chuckles softly) Why did you get divorced?

I mean, why now?

Why not five years ago?

- You mean why I never left him for you?

- I never asked you to leave him.

- (sighs) It wasn't anything dramatic.

We never shouted at each other, I never found him in bed with anyone else.

If it was anything, it was the joke.

- The joke?

- You know, when we first met, he told me this long-winded, stupid joke.

It wasn't that funny, but I loved that he made this effort, you know.

Then I soon realized, he would tell that joke to absolutely everybody.

It's a thing he did when he met new people.

I must have heard that joke about 200 times.

One day, I just woke up and I was like, "I-I-I can't listen to that joke ever again."

- Just being stuck in a rut.

(soft music continues) I'm with Ruby now.

- I know.

But I promised to stay and help out.

If that's all right?

(soft music continues) (Aisha exhales sharply) - What was the joke?

(Aisha laughs) (both laugh) (lively music) (singers vocalizing) (lively music continues) (singers continue vocalizing) (lively music continues) (lively music continues) (lively music continues) (singers continue vocalizing) (lively music fades out) (no audio) (no audio)