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the sugar packets

into the water.

Thank you, bhai,

you ruined my joke!

Huh, it is old joke.

Not as old as you.

Loose tea is better.

Never mind the tea business.

He's giving you

the joke, listen.

But loose tea is better.

But loose tea is better.

He's giving you the

joke and you say,

"tea, tea, tea."

Loose tea is better.

Loose tea is better, yes.

That bloody restaurant

will be the death of you.

Hakim:
I know.

I don't want.

And now, this bloody

heart-attack-whart-attack

business.

No good.

Honestly, no good.

Hakim, you've got to get smart.

I'm telling you,

franchising is

the wave of the future.

And of course, I'll make

you full partner-whartner,

that is not the issue.

Let me think it over.

Mmm.

Did I show you?

My nimith is on msnbc.

Really?

Talking about municipal bonds

and such matters, you see?

Very good.

...The government has

put into the economy.

That they essentially

primed the pump.

So, with the s&p right now...

My ali used to listen to me.

But samir...

I don't know.

He has always defied me.

Never wanted to listen.

And now it's too late.

Hakim-bhai.

It's never too late

to be a father.

Sure, easy for you to say.

Foot massage?

That feels so good.

Do you remember

when you and ali

massaged my feet?

And as a joke,

you rubbed blue ink

all over them.

For two weeks, I had blue feet.

And then mrs. Sanchez,

right, she thought that

it was a religious thing

Because she'd seen

a picture of a hindu

god that was blue.

Listen, ma,

I looked at the books.

It's pretty bad.

He's not even making

any money anymore.

You should just

sell the place

to amit-uncle,

He'll give you

a good price for it.

He'll turn it

into some franchise.

Kfc.

So what?

So what?

When you look at the restaurant,

All you see

is peeling paint,

broken chairs...

You know your dad

never wanted to

run a restaurant.

He dreamed of being a doctor.

I know, I know, I know,

and dada couldn't

Afford to send him

to medical school,

So he came to

this country instead.

I know this story, ma.

Do you?

Do you know

that when he came

to this country,

He became

a third-class citizen?

America wasn't like it is today.

People had never

seen an indian before.

He worked as a janitor.

He worked as a dishwasher

in a white man's restaurant.

He was so determined.

And slowly, slowly,

He saved up enough money

to start his own business.

He worked 18 hours a day,

Just so that he

wouldn't have to

tell his children

That he couldn't

afford to send them

to college.

And now, one son is gone.

And the other son

only sees his failure.

Doctor:
He's a fighter,

but remember,

his heart is still weak.

He should stay home

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