(melancholy music) (birds chirping) (melancholy music continues) (bird chirping continues) (shoes tapping) (door knocking) - Ruby?

He wants to talk to you.

- Who?

My uncle or my father?

- [Gabriel] I'm just passing on the message, okay?

- Thanks, job done.

By the way, we're leaving.

(door knocking) - (sighs) Come on.

Talk to your father.

(Ruby sighs) Please.

(music continues) (doorknob clicks) Yes, he lied to you.

And yes, of course I don't approve.

But if he's prepared to explain, then I...

I think you should hear him out.

(music continues) (birds chirping) (shoes shuffling) - Thank you.

- Well?

- I knew how angry and betrayed you must have been, how that anger must have grown and festered.

- So you tricked me?

- I knew at least this way we would get to meet.

Please forgive me.

- No.

You're a coward and a liar.

And that's why you left when you did.

And nothing's changed, has it?

- Ruby, please.

- Do you know what?

Thank you.

(melancholy music) Thank you.

I would've always wondered.

"What's he like?"

"What kind of man is he?"

Well, now I know.

Now I know.

Please don't ever contact me again.

(shoes shuffling) (energetic cultural music) (energetic cultural music continues) (energetic cultural music fades) (bicycle bell dinging) (indistinct chattering) (indistinct chattering) (phone rings) - [Mari] Name, please.

- Mari?

It's me.

- My God, Pramilla.

I haven't seen you since, oh... - My sister let me come- - To go see "Dhadkan".

- Yeah.

(both chuckle) I think I saw that film at least six times.

- Whoa.

- Yeah.

(laughs) Either you got fat or- - Hey, twins.

I'm not due for three weeks, but the contraction started two hours ago.

I think they're.... (water splashes) Oh.

(gentle music) - Oh, they're definitely coming.

Nurse, excuse me.

Can you get someone to clean this up, please?

Come with me.

- Thanks.

- It's great to see you.

How are you?

- All right, I guess.

(Mari giggles) - Almost eight centimeters, nearly there.

(Pramilla sighs) - I was kind of dreading this, but right now I just want them out.

Is that wrong?

- Perfectly normal.

When they get to the beach ball stage, most women have had quite enough, especially if it's your first.

- Especially when there's two of them.

We should really call the father.

- Actually, I'd rather you call their mother?

(festive cultural music) (indistinct chattering) - It's India.

It's Tuesday.

It's another bloody festival.

- A blessing to you, sir.

Please.

- No thanks.

- Kindness to strangers is a part of the celebration of utsavam.

- Ah, very well.

Thank you very much, love.

- Please come.

(festive cultural music continues) Each temple has its own unique traditions.

Here, we honor Lord Vishnu with processions and dancing.

It's very beautiful.

- If you like that kinda thing.

- You don't?

- We have a saying back in England, "Take it or leave it."

And that's kind of how I feel about Indian festivals.

I mean, why not just cookdown a bit?

Knock a few on the head.

Anyway, it was very nice meeting you and uh, thanks for these.

- The pleasure's all been mine.

(indistinct chattering) (Mandeep and AJ laughing) - Just say you're sick.

- Come on, I have responsibilities.

- I thought you were an orderly now.

- It's a vital role, Mandeep.

- Oh, come on, we're having fun.

No one works in the festival of... What is this one again?

- Uh, utsavam.

For Lord Vishnu.

- Right, love Lord Vishnu.

(AJ Laughs) (Mandeep giggles) - I have a tiny favor to ask.

- Uh-huh?

- Come out tonight for dinner with my parents and bring your father.

- Dinner?

- My mother won't stop nagging about meeting you.

(lip smacks) You're so cute.

(attendees cheering) - Enjoy your sweets.

- Thanks.

(motorcycle zooms) Hey, watch where you're going!

- Wait sir, I'll make sure you get to the other side safely.

- Well, I don't need help crossing the road, thank you.

I'm not decrepit.

(tuk tuk honks) - Stop, I demand you!

- Get out of the road!

(body thumps) (brakes screech) (Pramilla sighs) - Did you manage to get a hold of the parents, Mari?

- I've left a message to tell them to come straight from the airport.

- I've shocked you.

- A little.

My Aunt Sweta was unwell.

Breast cancer.

The chemotherapy she needed made her infertile.

All she ever wanted was a family.

So I thought I could help.

I give them a child, (chuckles) two children.

In return, my Uncle Naveen, he's helping me move to London and take a hotel management course.

It's been a dream to own my own restaurant.

That way we all get what we want.

- So we better make sure things go smoothly.

Sister?

(shoes tapping) Twins can be tricky, so I'd like you to stay with her and let me know the minute she's fully dilated.

- Yes, Doctor.

- You can talk about the old times.

(waves crashing) (indistinct shouting) (phone ringing) - [Lydia] Hi, Greg.

- So, dinner.

- Dinner already?

It's 10:00 AM.

- I'm considering an enormous fish.

It looks pretty good actually.

Make that very good.

Just need someone to share it with.

- When you put it like that, how can I refuse?

- [Greg] It's a date.

- See you later.

(curious music) (objects rattling) - How can one lose an engagement ring?

Dr. Ram, you're an idiot.

- Well, at least you can admit it.

(Ram gasps) It's always the first step, huh?

- AJ, never sneak upon me again.

- Mm.

- One day these hands are going to find your throat.

I was in the military, remember?

Anyway, you are late.

- Mail.

- [Paul] She was run over by a tuk tuk.

- Uh, Dad, quick?

- I don't know her name.

Um.

(melancholy music) (shoes tapping) (bags thud) - Okay, that's everything.

Keys?

- I'll drive.

The roads require full attention.

(keys jingling) (doors clap) (engine ignites) (truck rumbles) (shoes tapping) - Incredible.

Hit by a moving vehicle and no sign of injury.

You are lucky, my dear.

Thank you, nurse.

- I'd call that a miracle.

- Ah, children bounce, divine or not.

But these tuk tuks can be a menace.

- Well, I'm not disagreeing with you, Doctor, but in this case, they're not to blame.

The driver didn't stand a chance.

She just stood herself in the middle of the road.

Look, this is gonna sound daft, but it looked like something outta one of them X-team films, the way she raised her hand.

- You mean "X-Men"?

- Uh, yeah, right.

I think she genuinely believed she could stop that tuk tuk with magic powers.

- Now her manner is certainly unusual.

We'll x-ray her and then get in touch with her parents, maybe they can shed some light.

- I have no parents.

- Oh, uh, I'm sorry.

Who is your legal guardian?

I mean, any other family members?

- You misunderstand.

I have no family because I am the goddess Lakshmi in human form.

Goddess has no need of parents.

(gentle music) - Uh.

- You are doing well.

(Pramilla grunts) There you go.

- Oh.

Oh, this feels better.

- Yeah, it's good.

- Do you have kids?

- No, not yet.

- You always had it planned.

- What do they say?

"Life loves at those that make plans."

- (chuckles) True.

- I was married.

Yeah, we tried, but the kids never happened.

And then, well, we agreed not to be together anymore.

- I'm sorry.

- No, I'm lucky.

I have friends, family, a job that I love.

Won't you be grateful for what one has?

- Uh-oh.

- Oh.

- Here we go again.

- Okay.

(Pramilla groaning) That's good.

Breathe into it.

Good.

(truck rumbling) (truck rumbling continues) (truck rumbling continues) - So, what did he say?

- It doesn't matter.

- The fact that you barely said a word suggests it does.

- Look, I really appreciate what you're trying to do, but I really just don't wanna talk about it.

(tires screech) (seat belts click) (dramatic music) (doors clap) (indistinct chattering) - [Gabriel] We're doctors.

Open tib fib fracture.

- Yeah, you think?

- Check his breathing.

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Look at this.

Look at my finger.

- Okay, the chest sounds clear.

We need to get him out of here immediately.

- Oh, it will take time to clear this.

We have to go back, to your father's.

- Okay, I'll get the splint.

(indistinct chattering) (water tinkling) - It won't be long now.

Have you heard of oxytocin?

- No.

Should I?

- They call it the love hormone.

When these children are born, your system will be flooded with it.

It's nature's way of bonding you with your babies.

What I'm trying to say is that no matter what arrangements have been made, there are some things that are way beyond our control.

So after they're born, it might be easier for you if you don't hold them.

- I understand.

- Good.

(curtain rattles) - [Ram] Which year is this?

- 2018.

- [Ram] And where are we?

- The Good Karma Hospital in Barco.

Haven't you any trickier questions?

- In what year did Aston Villa win the European Cup?

- 1982.

It's written on your shirt.

(chuckles) - Oh.

- Where do you live?

- Vaikuntha, with my consort, Lord Vishnu.

Can I go home now?

I really want to.

(mysterious music) - Yes, you'll soon be home, I promise.

What are you doing?

- This belongs to you.

- Yes.

- Use it wisely.

(music continues) (Pramilla exclaims) - [Lydia] That's it, sweetheart.

Push!

Good girl.

- That's right.

- One more push.

You're nearly there.

One more push.

Come on.

(Pramilla exclaims) You're nearly there.

(baby cries) Well done.

Good girl.

Good girl.

Oh!

Okay.

(scissor clicks) (baby crying continues) - There you go.

I know, yes.

Oh, there you go, my darling.

- [Lydia] Okay, one down, one to go.

(bird calling) - So I managed to contact the nearest trauma center and they're sending a private ambulance as soon as possible.

- Oh, good.

- [Gabriel] Pain?

- Better, I just gave him another- (door knocking) - Hi.

I heard you were back.

How is he?

- Everything's under control.

An ambulance is coming for him.

- Good.

- When will we hear about the road?

- Well, I've told them to let me know as soon as it's open.

- Good.

Wanna eat something while you wait?

- No, I'll stay with my patient.

- I understand.

Well, Dr. Varma, you perhaps?

- [Gabriel] Um, saving lives will always make me hungry.

Yes, thank you.

- Come.

(shoes shuffling) (baby crying) - There we go.

One of each.

- Come on, noisy one.

I know.

It's time to meet your brother.

- Aw.

(Mari giggles) How are you feeling?

You all right?

- I feel like I've gone 10 rounds with a world champion heavyweight.

- Pram, are you okay?

- [Pramilla] Uncle Naveen.

Sweta.

- Well, thank you, Doctor.

- [Pramilla] This is Dr. Fonseca.

- [Naveen] Hi.

- I couldn't have done this without her.

Thank you.

You know what for.

- My pleasure.

Now, would you mind waiting outside just for a couple of minutes?

- Sure.

- Yeah.

- [Lydia] Thank you.

- [Pramilla] I'll see you.

(shoes tapping) (baby cooing) - See, it didn't hurt, did it?

I was very gentle.

Huh?

My little angel.

I'll get these bloods tested.

How's Pramilla?

- I think your friend is a very self-possessed, not to mention, brave young lady.

The parents are here, we should let them in.

- Oh, of course.

We are almost done here, aren't we?

Huh?

(baby cooing) Come on, you.

Oh.

- Mari, it would be a mistake for us to think this is easy for her.

- Yes, Dr. Fonseca.

(gentle music) (music continues) (children giggling) - [Mystery Person] Follow me.

- [Paul] Maybe she's an orphan.

- [Mystery Person] This way.

- [Ram] Quite possibly, yes.

But she seems too educated to be a state kid.

Paul, you've done everything that you possibly could.

Now we'll take it from here.

I'm sure the nurses will look after her 'til we sort us out.

- [Mystery Person] Okay.

- No, I'll stick with her 'til her folks turn up, if that's okay.

- Well then, I'm sure the Goddess will enjoy your company.

(hand pats) - (knocks) Doctor?

- Yeah?

Thank you.

(paper ruffles) (dramatic music) (chair creaks) - These hats are ridiculous.

- [Naveen] Oh no, they're not.

(Sweta chuckle) Come on.

Come on.

- Thank you.

- I would say, "My pleasure," but I'd be lying.

I'm never giving birth again as long as I live.

- I'm just sorry we missed it.

- You must be exhausted.

- You did all the hard work.

- Actually, she's right.

I have.

(all chuckle) - That reminds me.

Here.

(necklace jingles) - Ah-ma's necklace?

- Mm, I saw how much you loved it when you were staying with us.

I want you to have it.

- But no, I can't.

(gentle music) - What you have given us, it's worth a million necklaces.

- Excuse me.

Please, could I have a word with both of you in my office?

Thank you.

- Mommy will be right back.

- Thalassemia?

I mean, but that's treatable, right?

- Yes, yes, of course.

But the severity of the variant your daughter has is likely to be life limiting.

- You're saying she's going to die?

- Not immediately, no.

But the consequences will be serious.

There's the possibility of delayed puberty, bone deformities, diabetes, and the amount of regular blood transfusions she'll need will eventually lead to iron overload and heart failure.

- By what age?

- Perhaps we don't need to get into that right now.

- I want to know.

We both do.

- Well, with the current state of medical care here, perhaps mid-twenties.

With access to chelation therapy, maybe longer.

(gentle music) - Surely there must be a cure out there.

- Maybe in the future.

- And the other child, our son?

- Is perfectly healthy as is often the case.

I am so sorry to have to be the one to tell you this.

(music continues) (birds chirping) - It's funny what you think is so beautiful, I just see it as home.

- [Ruby] Well, I guess you can get used to anything in time.

- Ruby, I'm so sorry.

- Yeah.

And for what it's worth... (chuckles) I think he is too.

- Did he tell you to say that?

- No.

- Okay.

- You're stubborn.

- What?

- You got that from Dad.

- No, I didn't.

- But you know what I got?

Ability to roll my tongue.

Ruby, uh, before you go, you offered to do an ultrasound to show me my baby?

- Yeah.

Do you have time now?

- Yeah.

- [Ruby] Is it your first ultrasound?

- [Barsha] Uh, yeah, I've never done it before.

(baby cooing) - We've coped before, when Sweta was sick.

My wife was very ill. Cancer.

The last few years have been tough.

- For both of us.

(dramatic music) - Can I ask, when was the last time either of you slept?

- For about five minutes on the flight.

- Well, why don't you go to the hotel, check-in, and see if you can get a couple of hour- - No.

I want to stay with my babies.

- Yeah, of course.

Stay with them as long as you like.

Excuse me.

- Thank you.

(shoes tapping) (music continues) (Sweta sobbing) (birds chirping) - There, see?

Head, two hands.

(Barsha giggles) (ultrasound pulsing) Two legs.

- Is, is everything all right?

- Yeah, everything's fine.

Well?

Do you wanna know?

- I thought I wasn't allowed.

- I'll make an exception.

It's up to you.

(gentle music) It's a boy.

You have a son.

(Barth sobs) - Your nephew.

(Ruby chuckles) I never thought I'd be an aunt.

- You know, he never meant to hurt you, hmm?

And you owe our father nothing but that doesn't stop you from giving him something, hmm?

(gentle music continues) (indistinct chattering) (dramatic music) (cot creaking) - Doctor.

Dr. Fonseca.

Have you seen the Kaimals?

- No, why, what's going on?

- The baby boy, he's gone.

I found this in his cot.

- Donation?

- No, they've taken him.

- What about his sister?

- They left her behind.

(phone clicking) - Have you heard from them?

Or have they've lost their phone?

- Nothing.

I'm sorry.

- Tell me, honestly.

You think I brought this on myself?

- No, of course not.

- I saw your eyes when I told you.

How can a woman sell her children?

- It's not for me to judge, you or anyone else.

- Maybe, but the world has still condemned me.

"She got what she deserved."

- You tried to help someone.

- That was my mistake, clearly.

(baby crying) - I'm sorry.

I'll do this later, okay?

(melancholy music) It's okay.

It's okay.

Hi, little one.

Oh, it's okay.

There you go.

(baby cooing) Hey.

Aw, right.

(baby cooing) (music continues) Much better.

Oh, the best will come.

Yeah, the best will come.

Okay, let's go this way.

(music continues) (music continues) (indistinct chattering) (music continues) (children shouting indistinctly) (birds chirping) - I really loved your mother very much.

I really did.

Then you came along, I...

It was just too much for me.

Meeting you, holding you.

It terrified me.

I just ran away.

- Because of me.

- No, don't say that.

Because of me.

Because I was weak.

Your mother deserved a real man.

You deserve a real father.

And I was neither of those things.

(melancholy music) - It was a mistake to contact you the way I did.

But I'm very grateful he gave me this chance to... to witness what you've become.

I'm really proud of you, Ruby.

But the credit's all yours.

The roads are open now.

Drive carefully, okay?

(music continues) (music continues) (wings flapping) (bags thud) - [Barth] You spoke to him?

- Yeah.

- Thank you.

You're always welcome here.

Well, you're in India now, yeah?

Family comes first always.

- I know.

- Drive safe, sister.

(Ruby chuckles) (uplifting music) (doors clap) (truck rumbles) (music continues) (music continues) - Got your milk.

Okay?

Everything will be fine.

(music continues) (music fades) You made a deal with your aunt.

Why not with me?

- You'd adopt her?

- If she's sick, she needs taken care of.

What better person than a nurse?

I can take care of her.

You have your dreams, but so have I.

(uplifting music) You said it yourself.

I've always wanted a child.

Now you have all the money you need to do what you wanted.

- You mean it?

- She needs someone to love her.

I need someone to love.

(children giggling) (indistinct chattering) - I wasn't sure what to buy a goddess in all honesty.

- Goddesses like sweets.

- Now, are you sure you can't remember where your mom and dad live, because we can get them to come and pick you up no trouble.

- As I told you, I'm a goddess and I have no earthly parents.

However, you're a good man and you've treated me with great kindness.

For that, I will repay you.

♪ Catch a falling star ♪ ♪ And put it in your pocket ♪ ♪ Never let it fade away ♪ - How do you know that song?

(melancholy music) That was her favorite song.

♪ Catch a falling star ♪ ♪ And put it in your pocket ♪ ♪ Save it for a rainy day ♪ ♪ For love may come and tap you on the shoulder ♪ ♪ Some starless night ♪ ♪ Just in case you feel you wanna hold her ♪ ♪ You'll have a pocketful of starlight ♪ - She loves you very much.

- I'm sorry, I...

I've got to go.

(music continues) (Paul gasping) - I just want you to think through the implications.

You're a professional woman- - With respect, that is neither your decision or your business.

- With respect, this child is my patient and you're a member of staff in my hospital.

- Have you any idea how patronizing that sounds?

- Mari, please.

Listen to me before you do this.

You, you'd be alone, a single mother with a desperately sick baby!

- I am prepared to make that sacrifice!

- This child will take over your entire life.

- Forgive me!

Isn't that how it's supposed to work?

Or have I got that wrong too?

- I'm not saying you're wrong.

- I am adopting her!

And I won't let you ruin it for me.

Do you understand that?

(melancholy music) (door bangs) (Lydia sighs) (children giggling) (indistinct chattering) (engine rumbling) (horn honks) (Paul gasping) - Ah!

(Paul thuds) (dramatic music) - Paul?

Paul, can you hear me?

(truck rumbling) Paul?

(doors clap) - Let's get him inside.

- Stretcher is on the way.

- Paul, can you hear me?

Now after three, we're gonna roll you on your back, okay?

- One, two, three.

- [Recording] Hello, this is Lydia Fonseca.

Please leave a message.

(recording beeps) - So, this fish...

I say we freeze him.

(fish thuds) And do something a little bit more special.

How about that new place you wanted to try?

I'm gonna book it right now.

For eight o'clock.

So call me back.

Okay?

Goodbye, bye, mwah.

(phone beeps) Yes, love?

- Yes, hi.

- Formal adoption will take time to organize.

This disclaimer simply confirms that you've agreed temporarily to give the baby up to our care.

- And then to Mari?

- And then to Mari.

Right, well, you're medically fit for discharge.

So, sign this and when you're ready, you can go, - I only did this so I could have the life I want.

You understand that?

- Yes, yes I do.

(gentle music) No one's blaming you.

This is your choice.

(printer screeching) (monitor beeping) - Do you ever believe in ghosts?

- No.

At least not actual ones.

- Neither do I.

At least I didn't.

Am I dying?

- No.

In fact, your heart is doing very nicely for a man of your age.

- Then why can't I breathe properly?

- Because you experienced a panic attack.

Panic attacks can happen for all different reasons.

Sometimes, they're our body's way of telling us that we need to face up to something.

- Uh, I'm all right?

I can go?

- Unless there's something you want to talk about?

You know, Maggie and I would talk all the time.

- I think she fancied you.

I can't see it myself.

- Whether you find me attractive or not, the offer is still there, okay?

(Paul chuckles) All right.

If I'm fine, there's somebody I've got to see.

(birds chirping) - [Ram] Her name is Anushka Channar.

Her parents tell me she went missing from Children's Hospital in Kochi.

- [Mother] Are you okay?

- The child has a brain tumor, a tiny growth on her pineal gland.

This can lead to profound changes of personality.

Even delusions.

- Does that mean she's going to die?

- The tumor is benign.

So with luck, she should be cured completely.

- Oh, thank Christ for that.

There you go.

All's well that ends well.

I'd better say goodbye.

- You know, it's funny.

Since millennia, people have believed the pineal gland is where the mortal soul resides.

I mean, everybody from Hindus to Descartes, that's where God lives amongst all of us.

- Look, she is mad, right?

- Of course.

Ignore me.

Just a passing fancy.

- Well, like I said, I'm just glad she's gonna be all right.

(shoes shuffling) - What time are we meeting Mandeep's parents?

- Eight.

- We are a bit early, aren't we?

- Mm, yes, we are.

But I thought we'd just have a nice drink.

You know, all by ourselves, just you and me.

- Why not?

(indistinct chattering) (Ram groans) Are you all right?

- There's something that I've been putting off.

So much so, that I nearly lost the opportunity.

(gentle music) Today, I met a goddess.

And now I want to marry one.

Mala Pradeep, marry me.

Be my wife.

And let me drive you crazy for the rest of our lives.

- How could I possibly refuse such an offer?

(music continues) (lip smacks) - Oh.

- I have one more question for you.

- [Mala] Yes?

- Will you please help me up?

- Of course.

(laughs) - Thank you.

(playful music) (lip smacks) (Mari giggles) - [Mari] Look who's coming.

(shoes tapping) Oh.

You haven't signed it?

- No.

She was right.

Lydia.

(melancholy music) Some things are more powerful than we ever imagined.

Mari, I'm sorry.

- No.

(Mari sobbing) - Can I hold her?

- I'm begging you.

Don't do this.

- I have to.

I'm sorry.

(Mari sobbing) - Shh.

- There.

(Mari crying) (music continues) (Mari crying continues) (Mari crying continues) (music continues) I should never have talked to you that way.

I'm so sorry.

- That's fine.

It's these damned hormones.

They make idiot men fight each other, whereas we just fall in love with the tiniest scrap of humanity.

(Mari sobbing) (music continues) (waves crashing) - Hey, Mandeep, are you on the way?

- [Mandeep] AJ, I, I'm not coming.

- What do you mean you're not coming?

- [Mandeep] I, I'm sick, listen.

(Mandeep fake coughing) - What is that music?

Come on, Mandeep, where are you?

- [Mandeep] Uh, don't be silly.

It's just the TV.

- Okay, so then just call me.

- [Mandeep] Okay, definitely.

Bye.

(phone beeps) (indistinct chattering) - Ah, here's AJ.

Come.

- Oh, nice to see you, AJ.

(upbeat cultural music) (indistinct chattering) (Greg sighs) - Excuse me, sir?

The kitchen closes soon.

Would you like to order something to eat?

- No, I'll, leave it, thanks.

- He'll have the fish.

(Greg laughs) (Lydia giggles) (energetic cultural music) (glasses clink) (music continues) (music continues) (music fades)