02x02 - Paracognito

[bunniefuu]

(cheerful Japanese pop music)

(music fades)

(melodic electronic music playing)

(music fades)

(Jazz) "Powder puff shrub Calliandra.

The Calliandra grandiflora

is a species of plant in the genus
Calliandra in the composite subfamily."

Is this what they were?

No, the leaves were different.
Like, small and pointy.

Okay. Small and pointy.
"Mimosa mimosa.

Shameful sense plant."

Look! It's medicinal.
Maybe he has a sick grandpa or uncle.

No, you don't hide normal plants
in such a creepy cellar.

With that pink light shining...

With all those beakers
and the whole lab setup?

That was so weird, dude.
- (Rasaq) They're ill*gal for sure.

But do you really think
he looks like a drug dealer?

Not at all. He's really a good person.
- (Fanta) Yeah.

Okay, then what if he's growing them
for someone else?

Like a gardener for some gangs?
- What if he's being pressured into it?

If he's linked to any dealers,

like Russians, Arabs, kales,
or any other azzlacks , then I'm so out.

We ain't going through that sh*t again.

Wallah , even if he's the brother
of some dealer's uncle's cousin,

I don't want anything to do
with these people.

Yo, we gotta find out if he's a dealer.

(Fanta) Yeah.

(Jazz) For sure.

(Can) Hey, Hajra.

Salam . What's up?
- Nothing. You?

Not much.
- So, what happened?

What happened where?

During your shift.

Everything was normal.

(Can) Dude, what did you do?

How many drinks did you sell?

You sold the crap out of these!

It was hot. Hood was thirsty.
- (Can) Oh, sure. That's what it was.

You just brought the house down!
Don't be so humble!

(Hajra) C'mon.
- You're so embarrassed. Look at you!

I was thinking, if you're gonna keep
selling like gangbusters...

Yeah?
- Would you wanna work weekends?

Take over the store?
- Yeah, why not?

Alright. Bet.
- Dude, for real?

Hell yeah.
- Ah! That's sick.

What's going on with you this weekend?

Uhm... Just some things.

Mmm.
- I thought, now that you're here...

Mmm.

Alright.

(man) Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Hey!
- Hi.

You're Fanta, right?
- Yeah.

Cool! At long last.

Have we met?
- No. I'm Nina.

We've never met but I'm always hearing
so many great things about you.

Oh, cool.
- Do you know where Zadie is?

(Zadie) Hey! What are you doing here?
- Hey! (chuckles)

(kissing)
Oh, f*ck.

(Nina) I'll be late tonight,
so better to be safe.

I checked the mail.
It's in the kitchen.

The letter from the refrigerator dude?
- Mmm.

f*ck! I'll call them back.
- You do that. I have to go.

(Zadie) Too bad.
- Mmm.

It was so great meeting you.
Have a nice day!

(Fanta) Same.
- (Nina) Ciao.

(Zadie) You're cute!
(phone ringing)

Queens Hostel, Zadie speaking.

Yes?

It's no problem. Just come by.

Arrange it however you want.
We'll be here all day. Yeah, sure.

(dance instructor) Okay, guys.
From the top!

(upbeat dance music playing)

Yes!

Okay. You have to go down!

Nice!
- Where can I get some information?

At the desk. She'll be back.

There?
- Yeah.

Thank you.

(dance instructor) Only half turn!

Yes!

Very good.

Do it!

(music continues to play)

Hey. Hello. What can I do for you?

Hey!

Uhm... I would like to know
how to get some dance training here.

Well... Not for me. For my friend.
- Okay.

What she has to do,
what it costs and so on.

First your friend
would have to audition.

Auditions only happen once a year,
but it's actually very soon.

Here is a flyer from us.
You can see all the information there.

What the procedure is, the degree,
the duration, the fees.

Okay.
- I could also send it to you.

No, it's okay. I'll bring it to her.
- Okay.

Okay. And can you also...
Can the employment office pay for that?

Well, uhm...
I think my friend is registered there.

Unfortunately, that's not possible.

But look. These are only half-yearly
fees and they aren't as high.

Okay.
- Mm-hmm.

Okay! And how many times a day
do you have dance training?

It depends on the dancer.
Three hours for beginners.

The pros, they train six hours a day.

That's so cool, dude!
- (chuckling) Yes.

Never seen anything like it.
- They also do endurance training.

That's important.
- Okay.

They do Pilates,
then they go to the gym,

then they jog every day...

Jogging! I do that.
Or, I'll tell her to.

Okay.
- Well, later...

Bye. See you soon. Take care.

CASTING CALL FOR DANCERS

(woman in video)
And now you can choose a face.

Then a small selection opens here

and you can choose
between four different faces.

When you have chosen one,
just tap on it and it is selected.

(song: "The W" by ITG Studios"

(woman) Vanderbilt Real Estate.
- Hi, this is Rasaq Moussa.

I'd like to sign up for a viewing
of the Horn Street...

Thank you, the apartment is already
spoken for. The ad isn't current.

Oh... Okay. Could you let me know
if something becomes available?

Do you think we can
call up every interested party?

I didn't think of that. Sorry.

Yeah.
- Thank you.

(woman) Vanderbilt Real Estate.
- Hi, this is Marie Klein.

I'd like to sign up for a viewing
of the Horn Street apartment.

Yes, you can come tomorrow.
There's a showing at 10.

Ah! Tomorrow?
And I can just drop by there?

Yes, I'll put you on the list,
It's no problem.

Perfect.
- Tell me your name again, please.

Yes. Marie Klein.

And what was your name?
- My name is Schneider.

Thanks, Ms. Schneider.

(Hajra) No, man, it's perfect.
The perfect plan.

You're f*cking my head up
with your plan.

Dude, Can has never seen you before.
He has no idea who you are.

Just go there and say
you wanna get some drugs.

How am I meant to say
I know about the plants?

Not plants.
- Fine!

How am I meant to tell him
that I know he's dealing?

Say somehow it got around
in the neighborhood.

Don't make it so complicated!
I need to know what's up with him.

Okay. Is he kinda hot?

I wouldn't start anything with him.
He reminds me of my cousin.

Hmm.
- You might find him really hot.

He's not a standard dude.
He's kind of like...

He's sweet.

Ugh!
- Not super lovey dovey. Just sweet.

- Dude! Look at yourself right now!
- No! Really.

He has really nice arms.

You know.

Not like animal arms, all pumped up
like he was just in the gym.

But so... defined.

Wallah , I haven't seen his stomach yet,

but I'm pretty sure there's
a premium six pack hiding there.

(laughing) Shut the f*ck up.
- Really!

Okay, I'll do it.

Wallah ?
- Yeah, I'll do it for you.

I'll do it.

And for the six-pack, too.

Just for the six-pack, you old b*tch!
(chuckling)

Thanks, man.
- (man) Yep.

See ya.
- Ciao.

Hi.
- (Jazz) Hey.

(bottles rattling)
(Can) It's okay.

Sorry.

I'm...

I'm coming from Ivan.

Okay.
- You know, dude.

Sergei's cousin.

He's Oleg's best friend.

Well, they sent me,
'cause they told me to check...

Wanted me to see... how you're doing.
Your business. You know?

Really?

Uhm... Yeah.
Well, we only just opened here, so...

It's going right now... slowly.

It's starting... slowly.

I start slowly.
- (Can) Very slowly.

(Jazz) Okay.
- Mm-hmm.

Is there something
I can help you with?

Anything in particular
you're looking for or, uhm...

Yeah, it depends on what you have.

You know...
Maybe green or white?

Yeah, I mean I've got red and orange
and purple and yellow.

All kinds of stuff.

Do you deal, dude?
Whatcha got? Coke? Weed?

Speed? Or some, like, lab stuff, maybe?
- Uhm...

I think you've you mixed me up
with someone else.

Is it possible they gave you
the wrong name or something?

Okay, so you don't deal then?

No. Just candy bars and gum.

You sure?

I'm sure.

Okay. Great! Thank you.

Later!

(Fanta) See that guy
with the f*cking glasses?

(Rasaq) What guy?
- With the glasses.

Where?
- No, not there. Here. With the blazer.

He getting married
or looking for a place?

Rubs me the wrong way.

Is everything okay?
Did something happen?

Zadie got a girlfriend.

What?
- Yeah.

Thought you two were all flirty?
- Me too.

Her chick came and said,
"I heard so much about you."

Zadie's girlfriend did?
- Yeah.

Before I could say something,
Zadie comes in

and they kiss in front of me.

(man) I apologize for being late.

I give up.
- Parking can be a hassle.

What are you doing?
- (man 2) Excuse you!

Fanta, what are you doing?

Hey!
-Hey. Hi.

Oh, my God, dude. Look at this!

What is this place?

Dude! Oh, man!
- Awesome. Oh!

Oh, my God.
It's so beautiful.

Thank you.

(chuckling)

You could put
a really massive bed in here!

And host really awesome movie nights.
- I can put two whole beds in here.

(man) Hello? Yeah, I got it.

I'm just doing a showing
for your company.

Yeah. Yeah. I gotta go. Bye, bye.

Our application.
It should have everything you need.

If something's missing,
I can bring it by or send it.

If anything's missing I'll be in touch.
- Okay. Perfect.

Do you think we have a chance
of getting the apartment?

It's hard to say
with so many applicants.

But I'd keep looking if I were you.
- Okay.

Do you have any alternatives
or similar apartments?

We do have other properties.
Uhm, let's see...

If you have 10 minutes later on,
we could chat.

Tell me what you're looking for.
- Cool. Definitely.

I'll see you.
- Thanks. Later.

Habibti , you gotta go to work?
- Yeah, I should.

I'll stay and ask him
if they have any alternatives for us.

Just to see.
- Okay.

So!

First names okay?
- Of course.

Nikolas.
- Rasaq.

Please have a seat.
- Thanks.

(sighs) Oh! I'm starving.

Ah! My mom's stressing me out.
My boss, technically.

Wait. Your boss is your mother?

Yeah, but we try
to keep it separate.

So boss at work, at home, mother.

Mm-hmm.

Want anything?
Sushi, milk, energy drink?

No thanks. I'm good.
- You sure? Help yourself.

Tell me what you're looking for.

I'm looking for
a two-bedroom with my best friend.

At least 50 square meters.
- Mm-hmm.

The Wedding,
Gesundbrunnen, Moabit areas.

How much can you afford?

800 to 1,000 max for rent.

Mmm... Yeah, that's not much.

If something comes up,
I'll get in touch. Might be a while.

I'd be willing to check out anything...
(crunching)

Whatever you can show.
- Mmm. Sorry. I bit into something.

Here. Right here.

What is that?

Ugh! Sorry,
this is really embarrassing.

(groans) It's some mini magnet
or some sh*t.

Did... Did you just break your tooth?
(groans)

Mmm. Yep.
- Give me the tooth.

Try to suck on it. Does it hurt
when you pull the air through it?

Yeah. Yeah.

You have to go to a dental clinic right
away. Give it to them just like this.

They can still save it.

Now.
- Okay.

Uhm... Can you still take my folder?
- (mumbling) Yeah.

(Rasaq) The apartment
was so, so nice, wallah .

There were so many applicants.
I don't want to hope.

All rich white people
from Prenzlauer Berg.

And then there's Fanta and I...

The whole diversity thing's so trendy.

They'll feel so smug
when giving you the place.

Also the broker was kinda nice.

Nice?
- Yeah. Nice.

Yeah? How nice?
- You know. "Nice".

I got that. But nice like,

"Here are your forms,
bathroom's down the hall",

or "Let's grab some chai"?

Well, I wouldn't mind
going with him to get chai.

Ah! So, nice nice, huh? Hmm...

(Rasaq speaking in Arabic)
- I see.

(phone vibrating)
Hold on. Hold on for a second.

Jazz!
I've been waiting for you to call.

(Jazz) I was just in the store,
and this Can guy is safe.

He's not dealing. For sure.
- What about the plants?

f*ck the plants!
He's probably a hobby gardener, man.

Sure about that?

For sure. Trust me.
He's not that kind of guy.

(sighs) Okay. Thanks, man.
- See you later. Mwah!

Shu?
- Let's do it.

Really?
- Mm-hmm.

(shouting) La, la, la, la, la, la, la!

(laughing)
Hey, hey, hey!

Ha, ha!
- Hey, hey!

(laughing)

(Hajra) Can's gone for the weekend.
- (Rasaq) Perfect!

We'll buy a disposable phone and SIM
card from the shop round the corner.

Then we print
the phone number on flyers.

We give a flyer to anyone we think
seems badass to party with.

Okay!
- They text us if they want to party.

Those will be our guests.
Follow me so far?

On the evening of the party, we send
the address to those on the list.

So, like a secret party.

Oh!
- (Rasaq) Yeah!

But let's make sure
only really great people will be here.

I really don't want it to be
some crazy hipster Berlin event.

With Thorstens from Prenzlauer Berg
asking for gluten-free beer.

Ugh!
- I would lose it. I really would.

But also no Paulas.

And no Insta-b*tches,
filming on their phones.

Absolutely not.
- I get you.

Okay.
- And what about the plants?

We talked about that.
We rent a truck, store them there.

(Fanta) Great idea.
- The whole night?

Yeah. Why not?

Okay, cool.
(Jazz giggles)

(Hajra) Alright.

One question left.

What's our club called?

(song: "Pocket Full of Money"
by Reina Williams"

(song continues to play)

(laughing)

Come here!

Come here! Come here!

(song continues to play)

Para!
- Show me right there maybe.

Where should we place it?

(Hajra) Yeah, dude.

(Jazz, laughing) Hey!
- (Hajra) Yeah?

(cheering)
- (laughing)

(song stops playing)

(Zadie) Yeah, of course.
I was looking forward to it.

Yeah, I understand, but,
I mean, it's tomorrow, Nina.

Don't turn this around now.
Why are you doing that?

Where is this coming from.
How is this my fault?

Well, then just do what you want.
It's easier that way anyways. Sure.

I'm just disappointed.
Let's talk tomorrow.

Yeah.

Okay. Ciao.

Hey. I restarted
the system for reservations.

The computer's so janky
I made a new update.

Just hit enter and it works great.

Cool. Thanks.

Sure.

Is everything okay?
- Yeah. All good.

Okay.
- Thanks.

Fanta?

Yeah?
- You like movies?

Yeah.

I have tickets for a film festival.

I wanted to go with Nina, but she...
stood me up at the last minute,

because she wants a job
with some capitalist pigs.

Another story, but if you're up for it,
the ticket is yours.

I'd love to.
- Cool. I'll email you the info.

Uhm... And then we can meet up there?
- Mm-hmm.

Cool.
- Cool.

I'll leave the key on the counter.

-Thanks, I'll close up. Ciao.
- Ciao!

(Rasaq) Okay, habibti .
This is the apartment!

Here's the hallway.
We can change the wallpaper.

And the two bedrooms. You can choose
which one you want. I don't care.

Here is the kitchen.

It's still empty now, but Baba
can build it up really nice for us.

And here is just the greatest
living room ever! (giggles)

Know what kind of sick parties
we can have here?

And we have a balcony with a view.

Yallah, habibti.
Let me know what you think.

And? What do you think?

It's so perfect.
It really is. Incredible.

It's a bit of a fixer upper. Some work
on the balcony, on the ceiling...

If you ask me,
it needs a paint job but...

Do you think we might have
a better chance this time?

Being honest,
there is another candidate.

Contract's on the table,
but not signed yet.

I can put in a good word
with my boss.

That would definitely be great.
'Cause we really want it.

I'm sure my friend
will love it as much as I do.

Well, if all else fails,

I'll be sure to tell her
you helped me with the tooth,

And she should be thrilled.

Okay, cool.

Yeah, so... Any other questions, or...

Nah. Not really.

Turn it around. The tip goes in there.
- Okay. Okay.

(exhales)

(hookah bubbling)

(Hajra) Yeah, good.

(exhales slowly)

There you go.
- Like an old pro.

Yeah, that's good.
But be careful. Don't get sick.

Give it to me.
- Alright. Time out.

(sigh of relief)
(hookah bubbling)

I have a job.

Have a job? What kind of job?

In a convenience store.

Wow.

Is it fun?
- Yeah, it's really nice.

Well, I mean,
I just started, but... (sniffs)

I get a pretty good salary.
- Good salary.

Yeah, I'm serious.

I was thinking, if it keeps going good,
I can support baba and you.

No, Hajra.
You really don't have to. Uh-uh.

Forget about it.
- And why not?

(sighs) Hajra...
- Mom...

It makes me... feel so weird.

Parents should be the ones supporting
their children, and never the reverse.

(Hajra) You supported me all my life.
I'll just pay a little bit extra.

I'm finally earning money now.

If you want to support me,
come visit us.

You know, your father
would also like to see you again.

I...

I've just been super busy.

Mmm.

(hookah bubbling)

But when you have some time again,
then come over.

Baba misses you.

Hmm?

Hmm?

(hookah bubbling)

Well, now you're watching me.
I can't do it!

I'm just happy you're here.
Can you blame me?

It's good you're going out.
Treat yourself.

That's what I'm doing.

No! Like, for real though.

I don't know,
go get a massage or something.

A massage? What for?
- Yeah.

My back has no problem.
- But I mean... Like, for relaxation.

Or go to the hairdresser.

Hairdresser? Why...
- For a different style!

Why? Don't I look... I took...

Mama, you look great.

I just meant to do something
for yourself. To unwind.

(sighing) Okay. Yes.
- A fresh haircut.

Rasaq says if you cut your hair short,
it brings positive energy.

Positive energy?
- Yeah. It'll cover it.

We'll discuss it later.

(laughing)

(Fanta) The sickest party ever.
- (Jazz) To the party!

Party!

I'm nervous and excited.
It's gotta be perfect.

We've just got to get the right
people there. The rest is easy.

Mmm. Yallah . Heading out. Gotta go
to my cousin's engagement party.

I have my dance audition.
- I gotta run too.

What? You're going?

I'm going to
a film festival with Zadie.

Oh, yeah?
- (Rasaq) How sweet!

Just don't be late, alright?
- Safe.

It's round the corner.
I'll be right back. I swear.

(Hajra) Good luck. Mwah.
- Okay, yallah, habibi.

I'll see you later.
- What about your beer?

I'm seeing my family.
I can't show up with beer.

Hade , bye!
- Hade, bye.

(sighs)

INTIMES MOVIE THEATER

(Zadie) Fanta!

Hey!
- Hey.

Thanks for the invitation.
- With pleasure.

3.50?
- (cashier) Yep.

Keep the change.
- Thank you.

Popcorn? Sure.

What kind of festival
is this anyway?

Didn't you get my email?
- What email?

Okay, It'll be a surprise.

Hi.

(upbeat Arabic music playing)

(Rasaq's dad, in Arabic) Look at that.

I don't think they're a good match.

(in Arabic) Don't you see
how happy they are together?

The girl studied medicine.
Thousands would queue up for her.

What does she see in that wimp?

(in Arabic) But, Uncle,
just look at them.

They're happy
and have been together for five years.

Plus, he's a decent man
and he makes a good living.

What more could she want?

(music continues to play)

Ladies, I'm glad you're still here.
I'm so sorry for the delay.

So that means we have to work
even faster and harder now.

We're looking for the strongest dancer.

Give me everything.
The beast within.

I'll show you the choreography
and divide you into four groups.

I'll dedicate
a half hour for each group.

So, group one is right away.

Group two will be on deck
a half hour later,

group three, an hour from now,
group four, half an hour after them.

Let's go.
I'll show you the steps really quickly.

This is five, six, seven and eight.

That's one, two.
Here comes head.

Ha! Five, six, seven and eight.

That's one, knee, two,
three and four,

five, down, six, up, seven, eight.

This is one, two, knee.

There, there, ha, ha.

Seven, eight.

This is one, two, with attitude.
Three, four... Nice!

Five, six, this is seven, eight.

This is one, two, stand, three,

four and five,

six, seven, eight.

One and two,

And a little attitude at the end.

Yeah?

Good. Now, the four groups.

One, two, three, four.
You're group one.

One, two, three, four.
Group two.

One, two, three. Group three.

And one, two, three, four. Group four.

Everybody out now,
except for group one, please.

Okay?

Come on. Put a move on.

Let's do this.

Hey, sorry.

Yes?
- I'm group four.

Mmm.
- So, I'm on in an hour and a half?

Yeah.
- That kinda sucks for me, honestly.

My grandpa has dementia
and he's home alone.

Maybe I could go...
- That's a great story.

Either you're in group four,
or you're out.

All my love to your grandpa. Let's go!

Five, six, seven, eight.

One...
- Hey. I can't get away.

No idea when I'll be there. Sorry.

... three, four and that's five
six, seven and eight.

(Jazz) No idea when I'll be there.
- Later? How much later?

There are already
37 people coming. (sighs)

(cracking)

(woman in the movie moans)
- Yeah! Right there!

Yes! Oh!
- You good?

Yeah. How about you?

Mm-hmm.

(giggling)
(phone vibrating)

(Zadie sighs)

My mother's calling. I have to take it.
- No worries.

(woman in the movie moans)
- Harder.

Harder. Ah! Ah!

(Hajra) How much later, man?
There are already 37 people coming.

Yeah.

(in Arabic) Rasaq, is everything okay?

(in Arabic) Everything's fine.
It was only Jazz.

She's asking when I'll be going round.
I'm sleeping over.

(loud Arabic music playing)

Let's dance.

(chattering)
(cheering)

(speaking English)
I need to talk to you.

(in English) No.

Just one minute.

Hatam, I don't feel like talking now.

It's important.

Why don't you go tell your brother?

You mean Omar?

He's not my brother.
- I don't give a sh*t if he is or not!

That guy was the sh**ter, wasn't he?

(cheering)

(Rasaq's dad) Rasaq?

(in Arabic) Are you okay, darling?

Are you in pain?

(in Arabic) No. The pills
just made me a bit woozy.

I'm going to head to Jazz's now.

Okay.

Call me if anything
is the matter, okay?

Yes, of course.

(music stops)
(slapping)

(moaning)

(woman in the movie) Yeah!
Yeah, right there! Yes!

(whispering) Sorry.

Hey. You okay?

(Zadie whimpers)

No.
- (sniffling)

My stepfather's gone.

sh*t. I'm so sorry.

He was sick for a long time.

And we knew it would happen.
But not this quickly.

In my gut I felt like
I should go home this weekend,

but I stayed in Berlin
'cause I was scared of missing out.

I just didn't know...

Oh, f*ck.

Sorry, I don't wanna drag you down.
You can go if you want. I can...

No. I... I'm staying with you.

(somber electro beat playing)

(sighing)

(phone chimes)

ZADIE ISN'T FEELING WELL.

I CAN'T LEAVE HER.

ARE YOU f*cking KIDDING ME?

NEED TO GO HOME FOR PAIN K*llers.
I'M IN PAIN.

HOPE I CAN STILL MAKE IT.

f*ck!

THEY CHANGED THE PLAN AGAIN.

I HAVE NO IDEA
WHEN I'LL BE DONE. SORRY!

(shouting) You f*cking with me?
72 people are coming!

Get your butts here!

Ladies, one last time.

I need it full out,
like we're on stage.

Full out, full out! We need
everything from you. Music, please.

(upbeat pop song playing)
(choreographer) And...

Yes!

That's it! Yes!

More! Come on! Come on! There!

There, down, down, and up!

Smooth. Yes!

And, da, da, ha!

Da, da, da, and da!

Yes! Very good. Thank you.

(music fades)
Okay. Uhm...

Number four. Number five.

You can stay. And for you two,
that's it. Thank you very much.

Good job.
- I'll do it again.

You just had your chance.
- I wanna do it again.

Music! She threw me off!
- Know what's throwing me off?

That you had your chance
and f*cked it up,

and now you can go home,
thank you so much.

You act like a big shot
because you never made it.

(sighs)

If you were so good at dancing,
you wouldn't be an instructor.

Can I tell you something?

You're a super pretty girl
and maybe you're not untalented,

but your attitude,
like you pants, is fake.

(giggling)
This is fake.

(choreographer) Thank you, Chanel.
- What are you laughing at?

What's her name?

Fanta?

Where are you? I'm outside.

Haj?

Haj, I really tried to be here, man.
I'm so, so sorry.

It' just that, at the audition,
I was in the last of several groups.

I even tried to get into
the first group, you know?

But the b*stard wouldn't let me.

Oh, come on. Spare me your sob story.
You sh*t all over our plan!

Haj, come on!
I tried everything...

If you did, you would've been here!

I even stood up to the guy running it!

Dancing's important to me.
But the party's also...

But not important enough!

Are you serious?
- Stop it! What are you doing?

I'm the one who gives a sh*t!
I thought you all did too.

Thought this was gonna be
our new big thing!

It is gonna be our new big thing!
- Apparently not!

Apparently not.

Dude, this store and this bar
are all I've got going for me.

And you guys talked me into it!

You ran your mouth
about treating yourself and stuff.

I apologized already!
What do you want?

Yeah, it's so easy for you.
"I'm sorry!"

Know what, Ras? One day you're gonna be
a part of some really fancy practice

and have a great job and...

And you,
you're gonna be a legit dancer.

Fanta, you're off in your own world.

And it's really nice. It's good!

I'll be...

I'll still be sitting up here,
like, on my own. Like I am now.

Facing one rejection
after another like a wounded dog.

(sniffling)

(sighs) How do I know you're not all
just gonna abandon me?

(melancholic keyboard melody playing)

(sobbing)

(Jazz) Uhm... Ras. There's no way
you're carrying these plants.

(Rasaq) Trust me, I can.

I took pain K*llers.
I don't really feel it anymore.

(Fanta) Okay, but tell me if it hurts.

I will.
- Uhm, guys...

What?
- What?

Where's the f*cking van?

(soulful pop song playing)