Touch of Pink

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,

and welcome.

I'm Cary Grant.

Now, I know what you're thinking:

"But he's been dead

for 20-odd years."

Actually, longer.

I first died when I made

The Pride and the Passion in '59.

But as long as there are people

who remember us...

...who laugh and cry at the ghostly

impressions we've left behind...

...then we're alive.

I read that once.

Then I ate the fortune cookie.

But seriously...

...you good people just keep

looking up to us movie stars...

...and we'll keep looking after you.

Now, that'll be Alim.

I look after him.

Lucky Alim.

He's happy.

He's successful. In love.

And frankly,

that's all because of me.

Here's my little samosa now.

Bubbles?

The living room will be there.

And the bedroom over there.

What about a fireplace?

I love fireplaces.

Then we'll put one in every room.

You know, we really ought to

go on holiday.

Let's go to Bermuda.

Stay for a while, then cruise around

the Greek islands.

It's the only way to see

the Greek islands: Slowly, by boat.

They're like fine paintings.

You mustn't rush up to them.

Time to get back.

Set photographer, please.

Do think about that holiday.

Can I have the

set photographer, please?

I'm here.

Clear for rehearsal.

Looks like Niagara Falls.

Only in flowers.

It's only the engagement party.

Wait till you see the wedding.

First-class only.

Must have cost a fortune.

What does it matter?

Khaled is minting money.

Do you know,

he actually buys ice now.

Oh, make sure you wipe

these glasses, hey? No spots.

If it didn't look so tacky,

I'd do it all myself.

Khaled, not the red tie. It'll clash with

the food, hey, beta? Wear the blue.

When Alim gets engaged,

all this will be yours.

Oh, Nuru.

Well, maybe not all this.

Nuru, your gray is poking through.

You haven't colored your hair?

For whom?

It's your day, Dolly.

Nobody will be looking at me.

- Hey.

- Hey, babe.

- I didn't have time to get home.

- You look great.

He wants me to be best man.

Now, as you know, I've never been

to Canada, never met your family...

...or been to a Muslim wedding.

Now, how could I meet

these three goals all at once?

Come on. You were just talking

about a holiday.

Toronto is not a

holiday destination, Giles.

Try the prawn one next, huh?

Three different kinds of pulao.

You can always come back for more.

Oh, don't they make

a gorgeous couple.

- "The course of true love..."

- Gathers no moss.

Sheru.

Giles!

Hello. Happy anniversary. Hello.

Come on.

Hey.

- Delia.

- Are you surprised?

- You look surprised.

- Absolutely.

Hello, Mum.

You do like surprise parties,

don't you?

Sure. I just wish I'd known.

Sheru. Oh, is this your little Dilshad?

Oh, what a cute little bunny.

Oh, Nuru, look how big she's become.

- Dilshad wants another samosa.

- Does she?

You will be playing

with your own grandchildren soon.

Khaled wants two boys

and two girls.

And Nuru's Alim will also make her

a grandmother soon.

- From your lips to Allah's ear.

- Did I mention that Alim is courting?

- Lovely young woman. Surgeon...

- A surgeon?

- Like Khaled's girl, no?

- Nina's a dentist.

- Yes. A dentist.

- Dolly. Dolly.

Pardon me. Come.

The cake-cutting is beginning.

Shame Alim's girl's not here.

She could lend a knife.

- Alim has a girl?

- He'll come to the wedding, won't he?

He's coming now?

Of course he's coming to

his cousin-brother's wedding.

- From what I was told...

- Wait until you see the cake.

So lovely, isn't it, Dolly?

Filled with nuts

and fruit and cream.

Well, it's very rich. And expensive.

I'll only have a bite. Sweets go directly

from my mouth to my hips.

Like your husband, no?

Come, come. Pardon me.

Excuse me. Coming through.

- You all right?

- Yeah. Just a bit smoky.

So you invited exes?

Giles doesn't have any actual friends,

only exes.

Hope it's okay.

Of course, it's fine.

I can't believe you did this.

- I know. Oh, yes, and Mum helped.

- I bought the invitations.

Had nothing to do with

choosing the location.

Mum, it's where they met.

Well, happy anniversary, Alim.

Well, I do wish I'd known.

I'd have gone home and changed.

You missed a spot.

Yeah.

Now we can rest.

No, not yet.

There's too much to do. Get up.

There's nothing left to do.

We've done everything.

Came from Mombasa

without a cent.

Worked hard, raised our son.

Took all their sh*t.

Enough classical music, okay?

Yeah.

Remember?

No, Hassan, l...

Finally, after everything

they put us through, it's over.

We have money in the bank,

our son's getting married.

Oh, our son, the dentist,

is getting married, hey?

Nothing can touch us now.

We've won.

Won?

What have we won, eh?

We've won. Everything.

Listen to him.

Did you hear that, Nuru? "Won."

Nuru?

Nuru Jahan?

So tell me,

what exactly are we celebrating?

It's our anniversary, Dad.

Well, yes,

but anniversary of what?

What your father is asking is, is it

the anniversary of the day you met...

...or the day you moved in together,

or what?

What.

I'm going to get a drink.

What?

Isn't that how you say it?

What are you doing?

- Resting.

- I thought you wanted a drink.

How about a mimosa

for my little samosa.

This is The Ramrod,

not the Rainbow Room.

Yes, and on that note,

you and Giles...

...really need to come up with

another location for your first meeting.

Can you imagine? Giles' mother at

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