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I see what you do here.
And yet it's always all about Sabi.

You don't have to understand someone
before loving them.

I don't understand you at all.

It's me again. Where you at?

You can't just ghost a kid.
You can't ghost people.

Feels like you don't love Dad.

I've been confused
since I opened my eyes.

-Since before that maybe.
-Yeah, maybe.

I'm a student. Well, I'm taking a
break from studies, helping my dad.

He says he's fine, but I'm not
really sure.

You all need to get over it
and start your own dreams.

You wanna reboot Bar Bük
as a dance club-slash-art gallery?

And we have interest from another
investor in the art world.

-Let's do this!

You're taking your clothes off
in front of my friends, yo!

Who else do we have access to

with great connects
in the art world?

Not to mention,
unbelievably deep pockets?

The timeline seems fast.

I've found a space the landlords
are desperate to rent.

It's not in the best shape,
but it's in our price range.

I want 7ven as exhibits director.

She knows the scene more than
anyone I'm aware of.

So, do we have
a financial commitment?

Um, I don't know.

I mean, he's sweet.
But I also think he's a Vulcan.

And you're feeling vibes?

Um, no.

No.

Oh, it can be tricky.

Oh, I think you're vibing, but
really you just work well together.

-That's a thing?
-That's a total thing.

It's like...
you both care about the bar.

You share that passion.
And that can feel like vibing.

And plus, from what you said,
he's got this incredible EQ,

-and he might get shit done.
-Oh, my God.

That kinda sounds like I'm into him.

One thing, you gotta be honest
about your feelings,

even the confused ones.

Like...

what do you think you're actually
looking for in, like, your person?

Mm.

All I want is, like,
someone who gets me.

That's pretty much it.

Just, like, someone who gets me
the way I wanna be got, you know?

-Oh, whoa!
-Oh.

-I thought you were...
-Yeah, um...

-So, sorry.
-It's cool.

Is it, though?

Needs some work!

Are you sure you're gonna be ready
to open in a day and a half?

Yeah, we'll get there.

-It's got lots of potential, though.
-Yeah.

I remember potential.
I used to feel it everywhere.

Did it always go with
the sense of impending doom?

Do you want this?

Do I want what?

Never mind. Hit the list.

I know how calming knocking down
a list can be for you.

Some critical things have already
been crossed off.

Premises permit, insurance,
entertainment license.

-Did you do the dollar store run?
-Uh, no.

But the booze is coming tonight.
You'll be there for that?

Yeah. Okay. Should I not do
the dollar store run yet or...

Yeah, stay here for the booze.

I'll give them a call
and see where they are.

Oh. Bar B.

-Barbie?
-The new name for the club. Bar B.

B as in book. But yeah...

Everyone's gonna say it Barbie.
Okay, that's fine.

All right.

-Thanks for coming.
-Whatever.

Your help is very much appreciated.

Okay.

OMG. Are you going to be cold to me
for the rest of your life?

I mean, what do you want me to say?

You should say
that it was uncool of me.

And that you're an awesome person,
and you're too good to be ghosted.

And you should tell me
to never do it again.

Yeah. So, that.

Thanks for saying all that.

Okay, platoon.

I wanna welcome you by imparting
the most knowledge in the art world.

Fifty-seven inches.

That's standard eye-line.
Say it back!

Fifty-seven inches.

Hmm. We've got measuring tapes.

We've got power tools
and great works to hang.

If you're unsure about where
to drill,

you check in with a grown-up. Cool?

And please let's make some noise for
one of our grown-ups, Sabi Mehboob!

I'm seriously not a grown-up.

Get to work.

The students might think
it's school credit.

But the networking opportunity is
invaluable, so I don't feel bad.

-Awesome that Vi is here.
-Yeah, thanks.

Sometimes, I'm a grown-up.

Hey. Vibe check. You seem off.

-No. I can't deal with this.
-Deal with what?

Why are you giving me this?

-You good?
-Um, I don't know. You?

I don't know.

Is this place condemned?

-I mean, what is this?
-Hey, look, Bryce.

We think you'll be surprised

when you see what happens here
with some lights off and some on.

Good God. You're pitching me lights?

-We have plans for a reno in...
-Is there a name?

-What?
-Is there even a name?

Besides dirty, dirty hell hole?

You're not gonna call it
whatever it was called before.

-Bar Bük.
-How about this?

It came to me last night
in the bath.

Under Rage.

Like Under Siege, but it's rage.

For all the rage that's just under
the surface of our community.

You wanna call the club Under Age?

No. Under Ra...

Ah. Yes, good call.

Any of you ever heard of
Puppyteeth?

-That painting is called Omen.
-Yes, kid.

Part of a series by the artist
Puppyteeth,

also known as Jaik Olson.

Queer artist
from the British Columbia.

Does grotesque and unsettling
portraits of real people.

Look.

-What?
-Look at it!

It looks like someone was
murdered there.

Okay.

We open in 32 hours,

and it looks like many people were
murdered specifically right there.

Bryce, I promise we'll
make it look stunning.

Oh, really?
And how will you do that?

With politeness? Inoffensive
language? A busier new pride flag?

I mean, where are the couches?

Where are the platforms
for the go-go boys?

Go-go boys will never happen here,
like, not ever gonna happen,

-not even on special nights.
-Why are you swearing at me?

-Wanna know about the entertainment?
-Talk to me.

Yeah, okay. Major influencer DJ
in the trans community.

Madonna and Gaga
attended her streams.

Madonna and Gaga,
that's calming me down.

Show me the guest list.

Um, okay.

Oh, no. I need to add
a few more names.

No. This is not at all what I
thought this was gonna be.

This is... No...

...what kind of business
does she want?

Sorry, I just got Cerana's rider.
I'm stuck on a couple of things.

"A case of Cristal with bendy
straws"?

Paper. I was able to negotiate a
number of items with her management.

She's content with two bottles of
Prosecco and reusable silicone cups.

-Okay.
-Awesome.

Thanks, queen!

Should we be worried
about Bryce bailing?

Let's just focus on the fires
that we can put out.

Yeah, yeah.

Check, one, two.

What's that old saying?

Um, how do you eat an elephant?

-How?

One bite at a time.

Ew.

We can deal with whatever
comes at us.

-Okay.
-Totally.

Yeah.

Hello?

-I'll check the panel.
-Oh, man.

Did you try rebooting it?

That's not a thing.
We've blown a fuse.

So flip the switchy switch.

It's commercial.
I have to replace the whole fuse.

I can get some temp light
in some areas,

but we have to disconnect the draws.

Bryce is gonna freak.

Okay. Let's make a list.

What's required that takes power,
what can go?

Assuming the DJ gear
put us over the top.

Can't you add stuff to it
to make it more bigger?

We're gonna have to get all kinds
of permits for whatever that is.

DJ draws includes "fans, mixers,
monitors, turntables, lights..."

But we can't use their lights.

We need to run fridges, air
conditioning, basic lighting.

-The art needs to be witnessed.
-Hey. I got it.

I need your car to get lighting
and an industrial fuse.

I lent my car to some kids to pick
up a papier mâché zebra head.

They only sleep half and hour a day.

You're thinking about giraffes.
Can I have my phone back?

Hey! Um, I know this is
super last minute.

But, um, I kinda need you right now.

And your car.

Yo, Dad.

Let me help you with that.
Did you pay the guy?

Yeah. I gotta say something to you,
and you're not gonna like it.

-Now?
-I won't be able to live with myself

if I don't say it.
So, here it comes. Ready?

Get your ass back to school.

It's great you came back
to help me, but I'm fine.

Don't leave school for this. It's
a shitty life and it stays shitty.

I know what this life is.

I've been around it a long time,
and I know what it gives ya.

You wanna beg people for money
so you can stay afloat?

The bar fed you, and me, and an
entire community felt connected.

-Where are you going?
-Can you please keep this for me?

-Queen, I don't want that.
-King, please keep this for me.

How do I get in touch with you?
When are you coming back?

Are you coming back?

This place is not you. This whole
thing, it's me, and your dad.

And a time and place that was
dead by the time we came here.

Broke queers
who no one else cares about.

It's not your fight, and it is not
a working business model.

I'm aware of who your clientele was.

And ours will include them,
but it'll be different.

I never wanted to run a bar.

It's what your father wanted.
I never wanted it.

I'm not doing this to be you, or for
you, or whatever you're suggesting.

I know you're not doing it for me.

Okay. Well, then I'm not doing it
for Dad, or his memory, or whatever.

You're not doing it for yourself.

-Then who am I doing it for?
-Sabi.

You're doing it for Sabi.

I don't care! It's not happening
the way I wanted it to, okay?

We are not opening the doors until
we've dealt with this situation.

-What's the problem?
-The bathrooms.

Not the electricity?

Yes, the electricity.
But also, the bathrooms.

We need to fix
the electricity first.

How will you have major traffic here
with single-user toilets?

Single-user toilets
are gender-inclusive.

There are no urinals.

I thought we were building
a sex-positive space here.

How is that possible when there's
no place to check each other out.

Those are the bathrooms.
What should we do?

They're, like, the bathrooms.

Why was I not informed?

Of the lack of cruising potential
in the bathroom?

-Uh, yeah.
-They're the bathrooms!

We got here,
and those are the bathrooms.

Those are the bathrooms
that God gave us.

-Where is Sabi?
-I don't know.

Maybe there's someone higher up
you wanna talk to.

Oh, yes.
That's exactly what I want to do.

Hmm. There's someone higher up?

There is.

-You blew a circuit?
-Right?

And one of the investors is
in there now?

Yeah.
Probably threatening to pull out.

I'm sorry. It's not funny.

It is kind of.

Um, hey. I, uh...

I saw something.

You in your car...

and a lot of French fries.

You don't have to talk to me
about it, but I don't know,

maybe you wanna talk to somebody.

I'm a therapist. And...

one thing I know is not everything
can be fixed every second.

-But you're okay?
-Yeah.

I mean, Bessy is...
she's basically walking now.

And I think she's starting to
like me again.

At least she stopped
breaking up with me.

-Sorry, not funny.
-No, it's fine.

I feel like I can finally trust her
for the first time in a while...

emotionally.

-Oh, good.
-Yeah.

That's so good.

Hey. You're not answering my texts.

I'm so sorry. I shouldn't
have done that. It was...

I don't know, a moment.

I can pretend it never happened
if you can.

We went to Canadian Tire!

Home Hardware!

-Rona!
-The place on Spadina.

There will be light-emitting diodes!
Woo!

-Don't hurt it.
-I'm not.

I'm just putting light strips in.

-It's a school night.
-Okay, see you!

-We need the artists' permission.
-To have their paintings be visible.

-Oh! Damn!
-Right?

Oh, uh, Bessy left a voice text.

-Did you listen to it?
-Yeah.

Not a hundo P on what happened.
But people make mistakes.

But also, it sounded fucked.

Can you keep my phone a bit longer?

Natch.

-Don't touch it.
-Sorry.

Hey, what's happening with Bryce?

Shit got real,
but it's gonna be okay.

What did you do?

I did what any self-actualised
grownup does when shit gets real.

I called my mummy.

Have you ever seen
the movie Network?

Sorry?

Who are you?

I'm the other investor.

Oh! I was looking forward to
meeting you.

Oh. Wash, please.

Oh... Okay.

So, have you seen Network?

I studied film at York University.

Oh, right.

Look, it's a soft opening.

Can I invite you to go
a little easier on these kids?

Hmm.

This is not what was promised.

Well... It was nice to meet you.

I wonder if you know what it is
exactly that we're investing in.

What these kids are
trying to do here?

They are bringing something
into existence.

What they're building here
doesn't exist in this city.

And you are getting a chance
to be part of a major global reset.

Now, back to Network.

Remember the scene where Ned Beatty
does Voice-of-God in the boardroom?

"You have meddled with the primal
forces of nature, Mr Beale!"

I do.
I remember that scene very well.

There is a new world order,
Mr Bryce. Listen to me.

And if you don't make space for it,
you will become irrelevant!

Jeez! Crazy.

Do you really want to spend the rest
of your days in asset management?

Watching your clients do fun things
with money you make them.

Or do you wanna get blowjobs
in single-user toilets

at the insanely cool club you partly
own?

-Hmm.
-Well...

-When you put it that way...
-I know.

Not much of a contest.

I once checked out Paddy Chayefsky
at a urinal.

Fingers crossed this doesn't look
like a hipster's backyard.

It's gonna be good.

What?

Berlin.

The name of the club.

It could be Berlin.

I'm gonna turn the lights on now.
Everybody ready?

-Yes, queen!
-Do it.

-Oh, hey. It's Aqsa.
-Oh, thanks.

Hi!

Hey, I can't understand
what you're saying.

Queen, you okay?

-Do you want me to start driving?
-No.

I couldn't fully hear Aqsa
'cause of the crying.

But I did hear that my dad is, like,
definitely dead.

Yeah...

You said, "Dad" and then bolted.
So, that was clear to me, too.

I'm glad that was clear.

I think...

I think Aqsa said "heart condition"
which is confusing.

He seemed fine.

What a brown man thing to do,
like, not saying anything.

For real.

Okay, let's go.

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