Holy Grail (2024)

[bunniefuu]

(gentle music)

(gentle piano music)

[Yiwandi] Every year,

a billion people are diagnosed

with a brain disease that

weighs heavy on their minds,

and 7 million people

lose their lives to it.

(car alarm chirping)

(somber music)

(phone chiming softly)

The future looks grim, as it's predicted

that this burden may

triple by staggering 40%.

A haunting reality that I

face in this foreign land,

where I seek knowledge to

heal and save humanity.

(water rushing)

As I move forward, I face challenges.

Each one testing the

resilience of my spirit,

but I am filled with excitement

for the possibilities that lie ahead.

(somber music continues)

(cheerful music)

Life in its unpredictable dance,

doesn't always honor the

purity of its intentions.

It weaves a tapestry of disparity,

casting shadows on the noble

pursuit of making difference.

(friends chattering indistinctly)

(cheerful music continues)

(cheerful music ends)

(pensive music)

Within the complexity of obstacles,

I find solace in the belief

that every hurdle faced

is a testament to the

worthiness of the journey.

For it is the very struggle

that adds depth and meaning

to the pursuit of a better world.

(phone plopping softly)

(pensive music ends)

(footsteps plopping)

Girl, you took forever.

Girl, where were we?

Okay, let's get to it.

(pages rustling)

(dark music)

Okay.

Hmm, here's another one.

What's the function of the hypothalamus?

Responsible for regulating

basic biological needs

like hunger, thirst and body temperature?

Okay.

Yeah, that was easy.

Final one.

Let's see.

What's the difference between a benign

and a malignant tumor?

A benign tumor is non-cancerous,

and it doesn't spread to

other parts of the body,

while a malignant does.

Impressive!

Bravo!

(Kemi clapping softly)

Girl, I swear my brain is this close

to exploding from all the

biochemistry and neurology.

- Tell me about that.

- I'm hungry.

What you have in the kitchen?

Why you acting like you're new?

Fix something for yourself.

I'm good.

Oh, okay.

I'll help myself.

So you're not hungry?

Okay.

I can see that there's

something definitely wrong

with your hypothalamus. (chuckling)

(gentle music)

In the routine's rhythm,

we discover, not monotony,

but our own strength cadence.

A melody that plays the

harmonious chords of resilience

and purpose each day.

Each day, as the sun rises,

I head out on a journey

through the bustling streets,

finding purpose in the heart

of this diverse environment.

Each lecture brings me closer

to uncovering the mysteries

of the human mind.

(pensive music)

What were once distant

aspirations are now within reach.

Tangible realities waiting to be achieved.

(pensive music ends)

No, no

(dark music)

What are you doing to me

What is this feeling I feel

Looks like (indistinct)

But in reality, I am losing

(pensive music)

They say that obstacles come in the way

of big dreams and visions.

I didn't realize how true that was

until I came across one

staring me in the face.

If life were completely smooth,

I guess we wouldn't be here

talking about my story.

Hopefully, I come out of this one.

(dark music)

Nothing that you do to me

Oh sometime it makes me free

It

(phone ringing)

Why are you calling

me, you ungrateful child?

But dad, I thought you'd be happy for me.

Happy for you, you say?

Do you care about my happiness?

In fact, from this minute,

I do not have any business with you.

If you feel you're now a big girl,

you will pay that school fee yourself.

(Yiwandi exhaling)

Daddy, no.

Daddy, just listen to me.

Don't call my number ever again.

(phone beeping)

(dark music)

(phone ringing)

I said do not call me ever again!

(dark music continues)

(dark music quietens)

(dark music ends)

Hey.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Nothing?

Well, that face disagrees with you.

If something is bothering

you, you can talk to me.

It's nothing, I'm fine.

No, don't do that.

I know there's something definitely wrong.

You've been giving this low

vibe for quite a while now.

Jesus, Kemi.

Okay.

I'm thirsty, do you need water?

Nah.

(dramatic music)

(papers rustling)

You leaving?

Yes, I am.

I'm sorry I snapped.

It's okay.

Okay.

I'll see you in school tomorrow.

Yeah.

(gentle music)

(Yiwandi exhaling)

(cars honking and tires

squeaking in distance)

There it is.

An ominous letter bearing the harsh reality

of my financial unraveling.

The world's once weaknesses

to my hopes and dreams,

now echoed with the impending

silence of eviction.

My father's withdrawal

felt like a cold breeze

that froze the warmth in my soul.

How could I continue when the

ground crumbled beneath me?

But then I remembered, in

the storm of determination,

bad news may be the thunder,

but let it not drown out the

relentless reign of resilience

that fills a journey towards success.

(dark pensive music)

As they say, we are the

architect of our faith,

and the authors of a story

that transcends the challenges

(liquid pouring)

of this moment.

Our journey is not defined by struggles,

but by the unwavering

pursuits of knowledge.

I aspire to become a

future biomedical engineer,

dedicated to healing hearts and minds.

I am resilient in the face of adversity.

Amid despair, I strive to

create a symphony of hope.

Although eviction may knock on my door,

I will not let it deter me

from pursuing my dreams.

I'm going to become a biomedical engineer.

(Yiwandi lamenting)

(Indistinct).

I (indistinct) the best.

Everyone will know my name.

I'm powerful, and intelligent.

(dramatic uplifting music)

(Yiwandi lamenting)

(Yiwandi continues lamenting)

(wind rushing)

I understand the value of a true friend.

They are priceless treasures.

(Kemi knocking)

I believe this because Kemi is one.

However, there are times

when you go through so much,

the only person you

want to see is yourself.

I can't bring myself to tell Kemi

that I wanna be left alone.

So it's better for me to just

sit here and say nothing,

because that's what I need.

(dark violin music)

(phone buzzing)

I want you to know that

it's completely normal

to feel that way.

You're not alone.

Take all the time you need,

and when you're ready, you

can talk to your friend.

They will understand.

I find myself standing on

the edge of a decision.

(phone ringing)

The device in my hands has

the potential to either bridge,

or deepen the chasm that exists between us.

I question whether loving

your daughter means.

Causing wounds that will

face her in the depth of her soul.

I yearn for the embrace of a father's love,

yet I fear the weight of

the conditions attached to it.

No, no

(dramatic music)

What are you doing to me

[Yiwandi] Does love

wield a double-edged sword?

I long to unravel the enigma of love

that simultaneously notches

and inflicts wounds.

But in reality

[Yiwandi] Is this the

paradox of filial bonds?

I am losing

(dramatic music continues)

Nothing that you do to me

Oh sometime it makes me free

It really feels good,

but it's k*lling me too

Then I realize

(phone buzzing softly)

Hey, Wendy!

I can finally see you.

So that means you're actually alive.

What do you want, Maya?

Bro, everybody's been worried about you.

We haven't seen you in days.

I'm fine.

Fine?

You sound so stressed and

overwhelmed right now.

And you're not even responding

in any of the group chats.

Yeah, I've been a little busy.

You got Faye texting and calling

with everybody's phone, Wendy.

It's "Yiwandi", not "Wendy".

My bad, whatever, sorry, Yawendi.

You are right.

I've been a little stressed,

and I've got this finals

coming up this weekend,

so I've gotta study.

You see?

I knew it.

You're stressing because

you want to stress.

I think I might have something

that can actually help you out here.

(Indistinct), Yawanday.

Yeah, whatever.

What's that?

Where do you live?

(dramatic music)

So I actually called this the Holy Grail.

It's so organic, and it's

really good for stress

and anxiety and stuff like that.

The only thing I must tell

you is, do not take too much.

Only a little bit will

go a really long way.

And yeah, that's basically all it is.

But keep me updated, and let

me know how it goes for you,

okay?

Okay, bye.

(dramatic music continues)

[Yiwandi] We are not new to the fact

that drugs are bad for everyone,

but it is hard to understand why it becomes

the go-to solution to our problems.

In the quiet corners of solitude,

I stand at the edge,

holding a powder of hope.

It is a small vessel

that whispers "relieve".

Will it release me from

the chains of despair?

Or is it just another fleeting echo

in the vastness of my suffering?

In the hushed darkness,

sniffing becomes a promise,

a silent plea for freedom

from the raging storms within.

I drink from the cup of hope,

each drop carrying the

potential to transform my reality,

and escape the turmoil within.

(dramatic music continues)

(Yiwandi sniffing)

At least the cares that life can bring,

there are moments when we seek refuge.

For me, that refuge is found

in the embrace of this beauty.

The storm within me subsides,

and I'm momentarily free

from the (indistinct) of reality.

I know it's a false utopia,

but in this fleeting moment,

it's all that I need.

For a brief moment, I'm a

passenger in my existence,

and the temptation of

oblivion drowns out my cares.

It's a respite that I cherish.

It's something that I seek,

even if it's just for a moment.

(gentle music)

(gentle music ends)

(car horns honking in distance)

(crickets chirping)

(somber music)

Hi, Yiwandi!

Hi!

(somber music continues)

(screen swishing)

(phone twinkling)

This room again?

(Yiwandi sighing)

(car horns honking in distance)

(crickets chirping)

(dramatic music)

Why is the door open?

Yiwandi, I'm mad at you, you know.

(Yiwandi laughing)

Hey.

What happened?

I've been

(indistinct).

(Yiwandi huffing)

Are you all right?

Yeah!

I've never been better.

I feel great. (laughing)

Are you sure?

You don't look okay.

You know what?

Just relax.

You need water?

One moment I'll get you water to drink.

(gentle music)

Here (indistinct).

(tray clanking)

(dramatic music)

Yiwandi, what is this?

(Yiwandi laughing)

Holy grail.

Holy what?

(Yiwandi laughing)

Holy, holy, holy.

Good for the soul. (laughing)

Oh my word, what has she done?

What have you done, Yiwandi?

(Kemi sighing)

You know what?

Let me give you some

water, you'll feel better.

(Yiwandi sighing)

Come here, come here.

Drink up.

(gentle music)

(Yiwandi coughing)

It's okay, just lie down.

Lie down.

(Yiwandi grunting)

(crickets chirping)

I'm sorry, Yiwandi.

I didn't know you were going through this.

But we'll get through this together.

I promise.

But promise me one thing.

No more harmful stuff.

No more.

I promise.

Pinky promise?

(relaxed music)

That's my girl.

(both chuckling)

Since we've agreed to

have each other's keys,

here's my (indistinct).

I'm just...

(both laughing)

Don't worry, everything is gonna be fine.

Okay?

Now gimme a hug.

(both laughing)

(gentle piano music)

(birds chirping)

[Student] Hello, good morning.

Are you looking for somebody?

Yeah, I'm looking for Yiwandi.

Don't you have her number?

And is she expecting you?

Yeah, um no.

I try to reach her number,

it's not going through.

Well that's strange, 'cause

she's always with her phone.

Well, okay, I'll check if she's home.

Alright, thank you.

Who do I say is looking for her?

Just (indistinct) Maya.

Okay.

Wait, did you just say Maya?

(dark music)

Yeah.

Just (indistinct) for

Maya, she'll understand.

Okay, you have to leave now

before I call the (indistinct).

Well, I'm sorry, is there a problem?

I said leave!

Whoa, okay.

(birds chirping)

(dark music)

(footsteps tapping)

Sorry, do I know you?

Oh my God!

Sorry, I don't have anything here.

Take.

This all I have.

What's this?

Do I look hungry to you?

I'm sorry.

Listen to me.

Do not involve yourself in situations

of people you know nothing about.

Okay?

I don't understand.

I don't understand what you're saying.

I don't involve myself in anybody's issue.

(car rushing past)

Look here, I'm going to

repeat myself one more time.

Listen to me attentively.

Do not involve yourself in situations

of people you know nothing about.

The next time you see me, I'm

not going to be this nice.

Did you hear me?

- Okay, I'm sorry.

- Did you hear me?

Okay, I'm sorry.

(dark music ends)

(upbeat music)

Oh, girl.

(Yiwandi speaking in foreign language)

Financial aid office.

(Yiwandi speaking in foreign language)

Ah!

(Yiwandi speaking in foreign language)

Ah!

(Indistinct) call you back.

(Yiwandi speaking in foreign language)

Okay now.

Hi, Maya.

(dramatic music)

(Yiwandi sniffing)

(dramatic music continues)

(dramatic music continues)

How are you doing?

Not okay.

Everything is going to be fine.

No.

It won't.

I'm a mess right now.

This was (indistinct).

And the vision I had for myself.

Everything is falling apart.

I can't even help myself.

But this is not the solution,

and it is only you who can fix it.

I need you to get back on your feet,

and complete this vision as planned.

Can you do that?

(Yiwandi sniffing)

(screen swishing)

Not again, not again.

(tray clunking)

(somber music)

(door clicking)

Yeah, you can go.

See?

No scratch at all.

Just 415.

(somber music)

Please.

Please.

Can't you do discount?

Just discount.

This is 415.

I have so many things to sell.

(somber music continues)

(cars honking in distance)

(Yiwandi sniffing)

My mind is torn between

the desire to escape,

and the desire for knowledge.

Each word on this page

battles with the insistent urge

that refuses to be silenced.

I wrestle with the relentless

pull that threatens

to take me away from my studies.

The textbooks that were once

doorways to enlightenment

now feel like heavy anchors

that keep me grounded.

Promise me one thing.

No more harmful stuff.

No more.

I promise.

Pinky promise?

That's my girl.

(somber music continues)

[Yiwandi] I yearn to absorb

the wisdom within these pages,

but the urge to escape

is like a relentless tide

that threatens to wash away my focus.

(somber music ends)

(foreboding music)

(phone buzzing gently)

I thought I told you never

to call my number again.

Dad, this thing you're doing is affecting

my mental health.

Like haven't you done

enough harm to me already?

You are actively trying to ruin my life,

and my future.

And how is that my business, young woman?

You could also pack your

bags and return to Nigeria.

After all, all your

mates are here schooling,

and they are doing extremely well.

And I don't see any reason

why I should be throwing my money away

just because you're studying abroad.

Or you now suddenly think

you have control over me?

Is that what this is about?

Are you proud of yourself?

I'm trying to end this madness between us,

and you are punishing me for this?

Sometimes I wonder, are

you actually my father?

What sort of stupid

question is that, Yiwandi?

Yes, Dad.

Answer the question.

'Cause this no longer

makes sense to me anymore.

You want me back in Nigeria

so you can have access

to me as you please?

Who is moving back to Nigeria?

Chief, what's going on here?

Sweetheart, what's going on?

Why was Yiwandi sounding so angry?

And you, you look like

you just finished a match

with Mike Tyson.

You stop asking me silly questions!

What the hell in the world

is wrong with all of you?

Excuse me.

(wife exhaling)

Like I don't get this (indistinct)!

(dishes breaking)

What's this?

Are you all right?

You need me to call 911?

No, no, no.

Please don't.

I'm so sorry.

Are you sure about that?

Yes, please don't.

I didn't realize anyone was home.

I'm so sorry.

That's okay.

Do you need help with that?

Oh no.

You don't have to.

I'll fix it myself, thank you.

Okay, then.

(somber music)

(dish fragments clanking)

You don't expect me to ignore the fact

that for the last couple of weeks,

you and Yiwandi have been

at each other's throats.

You have refused to

tell me what's going on.

Yiwandi, on the other hand, is not talking.

But you asking her to come back

to Nigeria gives me cause for concern.

You were the one that asked her

to travel abroad for her education.

So what has changed?

What exactly is going on?

(dramatic music)

I'm not sure I completely

understand exactly

what you want from me, or

what you want me to fabricate

for your listening pleasure

this hot afternoon.

Is it about my listening pleasure,

or the fact that you and

Yiwandi have (indistinct)

for the last couple of weeks?

And I overheard her on the

phone where she was saying

that you want her to come back

so that you have access to her.

What does she mean by that?

What sort of access is that?

And to top it all off, she's

asking if you are her father!

I don't understand what is going on.

Woman.

I came up here to have some peace.

And I don't remember inviting you.

Neither am I sitting in a court of law,

or do you want me to leave

this place also for you?

I'll leave the place for you.

But don't expect me to

act like I don't hear

what I (indistinct).

And let it not be what I'm thinking, chief.

Let it not be what I am thinking.

And what is that, (indistinct)?

Don't concern yourself

with what I'm thinking.

I'll leave the room for you.

(father sighing)

(somber music)

Nothing that you do to me

(screen swishing)

(person screaming)

Oh sometime it makes me free

It really feels good,

but it's k*lling me too

Then I realize I am numb

I am numb

[Father] No one, I repeat,

no one must hear about this.

I know what pain is,

downside's I'm losing control

(Yiwandi crying)

Numb

I am numb

Taking me places, I know what pain is

Downside is I'm losing con

(somber music)

TV gone?

Hey, I thought you were done with this.

What are you doing to yourself, Yiwandi?

(Yiwandi chuckling)

It's no biggie.

It's just, yeah.

It is a big deal.

What are you even saying?

Okay.

Maybe I had a moment of weakness and...

A moment of weakness, you say?

But you promised me.

Why are you hurting me?

No, no, no, no.

- I'm not doing anything to you.

- What?

This is my life.

Not yours.

My problems.

Not yours.

You speak as if this

is not my problem too.

Oh, please!

Stop acting like you care.

That's because I care.

I really do care.

I care about your future!

I don't need your judgment, Kemi.

I don't need your pity.

I don't need your help.

I don't need you!

(Yiwandi exhaling)

What happened to this?

Take a look at the vision board!

So just because your father refused

to pay your school fees,

doesn't mean you should lead

to the self destructive

route you are taking.

Do you think I enjoy doing this?

(chuckling)

Do you think this was the

plan I had for myself?

Don't stand there and judge

me, because you have no idea

of the psychological

t*rture I've gone through.

Since you've decided

to throw your future,

throw everything you

have, then I might as well

just walk away.

Goodbye.

(somber music continues)

(somber music continues)

Really every time.

Everyone just keep doing this to me.

(Yiwandi sniffing)

Really?

Okay, okay.

Okay.

Where do I start from?

How do I go back?

Who do I go to?

I'm just so tired.

She's left just the same way Daddy left me.

You're alone.

All alone.

I'm tired.

I just need...

I can't even be strong no more.

I'm tired.

I just need help.

I don't even know who I am looks like.

I've never, I've never had, I've never had,

I've never had someone to

hold my hand through everything.

Faced with shattered dreams

and a sense of abandonment,

I found solace in the most unlikely place.

The world of drugs.

It's a heart wrenching reality

that many individuals like

me grapple with every day.

The inability to access education can lead

to a profound sense of hopelessness,

pushing some into the

dark abuse of addiction.

Statistically, about 22 people die

of drug abuse every day in Canada.

Despite being a country

known for its progressive policies

and quality of life, it too grapples

with the pervasive issue of drug abuse.

The dangers have only

intensified with a concerning rise

in addiction rates across

various substances.

The opioid crisis, for instance, continues

to cast a shadow over our continent,

and tearing families apart.

You know your business

is destroying lives,

destroying families,

destroying young people.

I know that, but job are not available.

That's why we are doing it.

So this is...

You're saying this is the

only way you can earn money?

Yeah, this is the only way.

[Interviewer] Can you

tell us the components?

I don't know because, don't mix it.

When they come with it, we buy.

We are the small dealer.

[Yiwandi] The accessibility of hard drugs

in the black market poses

a significant threat,

making it crucial for us

to address the root causes

of addiction, and advocate

for a comprehensive support system.

It is imperative that we work together

to de-stigmatize addiction,

and prioritize mental health services.

My story is a call to action urging us all

to work towards a future where no one has

to face the devastating

consequences of untreated pain,

and unmet dreams.

Let us not turn a blind eye

to the struggles of addicts

by fostering a society

that prioritizes empathy,

support, and education.

By this, we can contribute

to a safer society for us all.

Together, we can build a

future where dreams are nurtured

and the dangerous allure

of substances loses its grip

on our communities.

(somber music)

Every time I sleep, I dream

that I'm now a biomedical engineer.

But in reality, I'm just

a struggling child trying

to find her way.

In their hearts, human plan their course,

but the Lord establishes their steps.

Me tearing down this

vision board doesn't mean

this is the end.

It could be in 2027, 2030, however long.

(Yiwandi sobbing)

I will fulfill my purpose.

This current path wasn't my initial choice,

but judgment isn't a luxury

I can afford right now.

Not everyone navigates life's challenges

as anticipated.

And if no one can provide

the support I need,

perhaps the charm of

the drug feels stronger

than any presence in my life.

Did you know the human brain can survive

for up to six minutes without oxygen?

Fascinating, right?

For me, it's the will to

survive against all odds.

And that reminds me of you, mommy.

How you fought hard.

Despite all odds, you persevered.

And that's how I know that

I, too, can survive this.

I, too, can win.

(dramatic music)

What are you doing to me

What is this feeling I feel

Looks like (indistinct) cruising

But in reality, I am losing

Nothing that you do to me

Oh sometime it makes me free

It really feels good,

but it's k*lling me too

Then I realized I am numb

Now I am numb