Basmati Blues Page #2

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No, you take it.

What? You have to try this tea.

It's from the Northeast.

It's delicious.

[steam hisses]

[Rajit]

India's destiny's at stake.

It's a tragedy to let

such a mind go to waste.

And you know, my professor said

I was best in class.

A blend of natural brilliance

and dedication.

I'm paraphrasing,

but only slightly.

I was studying

at a great college.

First in my family.

Now my talents go to waste

because I can't afford

my tuition.

Here, auntie, let me help you.

You know, yesterday

I was working

towards my country's future,

and by dinner time I'll be

in the fifth century.

How are the crickets?

You know, the ones in the lab

that eat at night and the ones

in the apartment

-that eat during the day.

-[Watt] They're good.

But they, um... they won't touch

the manicotti.

No. No. [laughs]

The frozen manicotti

is actually for you.

I know that it says two minutes

on high, but... blech!

It's actually two minutes,

44 seconds works the best.

How are you doing?

- Should I be worried?

- No, it's not so bad.

It's actually kind of like

Penn Station.

-[goat bleats]

-[chuckles]

I hate to say it,

but I think I have to go.

- I love you. Ooh!

-[bleats]

[train whistle blows]

Don't worry yourself, Ma.

I've thoroughly prepared myself

to ferry this old man around

while he takes less note of me

than a stray dog.

You're as important

as you make yourself.

- Uh...

-[Linda grunts]

Um...

Pardon me,

you're Dr. Watt's assistant?

Oh, you mean the old guy?

Tweedy coat, glasses.

Um...

I'm him. Or I'm me.

- Oh...

- I'm Dr. Linda Watt.

-[stammers]

- It's okay.

Your father must be

so proud of you.

This is my son,

William J. Patel.

I will be your government rep,

and don't you worry.

We will turn this Mogil mess

right around, Dr. Watt.

Linda. You can call me Linda.

Linda.

- Please.

- Oh, great.

- Oh, 1--

- I'll get-

[driver] Please, let me.

Just, um... It's okay.

[Linda] Thank you.

Of course.

Believe we're riding

in mama's limo.

He is. He's in the

Agriculture Ministry.

Who's his new

American girlfriend?

[girl] Ah. Does my brother

have a crush?

[Rajit's father] Come on,

get on with it! [trills]

- Hiiii!

-[man 1] What's the rush?

If we're late your mother's

abandonment issues

will make her cook

a lot of food.

And if we don't eat all of it,

then her irrational fears will

cause a persecution complex.

What?

Psychology programs

on the radio.

Don't ask.

Come on, Freud, Jung,

get on with it! Ahh!

[grunts] Chromosome!

Oh, you're awake.

Am I? Where am I?

Um, your home. We're here.

[William] Have a seat.

[soft chatter]

So, tomorrow I will show you

the wonder of Bilari.

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