01x04 - Seeing Red

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AISHA: If there's even
a chance this bangle

can take us back home, we have to try.

(GASPS)

- SANA: Hello?
- KAMALA: Nani.

- About the bangle...
- That bangle belonged to my mother, Aisha.

What are we?

We're known as the Clandestines.

But what we're most
commonly known as is...

I'm a Djinn. Also, they need my help,
which means I need your help.

If you help them go home,
some things might go boom.

- It might be dangerous.
- Of course it is. Why wouldn't it be?

Kamala. You're in danger
and so is your entire family.

- I'm here to warn you.
- I'll distract them.

KAMALA: Why are you doing this?
You said you would protect me.

Why should I protect
those who betray me?

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

(GROANS)

- Come on.
- NAKIA: Kamala.

This whole time it was you
and you didn't say anything?

I'm gonna explain everything later.
I swear.

Hello, Kamala? Did you
see the train, beta?

- How did you know about that?
- Because I saw it too.

You both need to come to Karachi.

(PA SYSTEM CHIMES)

(PILOT SPEAKING URDU OVER PA)

- First time to Pakistan?
- What makes you say that?

You're gripping that
stuffed animal pretty tight.

Oh.

- It's actually a napping pillow.
- Right.

MUNEEBA: Oh, she speaks.

I thought my daughter
had lost her voice,

except for asking for more Canada Dry.

I thought I wasn't allowed to speak.

Unless laws of grounding are no longer

applicable in international waters?

After you ruined your
brother's wedding, really?

You'll be serving out
your sentence for years.

However, because your Nani is very old,

and she insisted on us
coming to Pakistan,

I think that we need
to call a temporary truce.

I don't know. Perhaps she
can figure out, you know,

whatever it is that
you've been up to lately.

(WOMAN SPEAKING URDU OVER PA)

FLIGHT ATTENDANT:
Hey, can you please sit down?

(RHYTHMIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(DRUM MUSIC PLAYING)

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

(HORN HONKING)

Kamala. Kamala. Over here.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Hi.

- Hi. How are you?
- (GREETING IN URDU)

- How are you? How are you?
- OWAIS: How are you?

Kamala, you remember your cousins, right?

Kakoo Chacha's children.

Yes. Zainab and Owais,
you are taller than I remember.

- You are still really short.
- (LAUGHS)

Thanks.

- Kamala.
- Nani.

Oh, my granddaughter.

It's the middle of the night.
You should be sleeping.

- Come on. I'm just coming from a party.
- (BOTH CHUCKLE)

- I love your jewelries.
- These?

- They're very old, but you can have them.
- No, I... It's...

ZAINAB: Hey, Kamala.

- SANA: Munee.
- Hi, Mommy. It's good to see you.

- Welcome home, beta.
- Thank you. It's good to be here.

Your skin is so dry. Are you again
on one of your strange diets?

- Kamala, shall we go home?
- Yeah.

- Let's go, let's go.
- COUSINS: See you tomorrow then.

- Bye.
- OWAIS: Bye-bye.

Hi, Magnum. Come here,
come here. Hi, puppy.

Oh, Magnum. He got so big.

Was the house always this massive?

Yes, but it could use a paint job.

Yes, and paint all over this charm?

- (SPEAKING HINDI)
- (SANA CHUCKLES)

(SANA SPEAKING)

(MUNEEBA SPEAKING)

MUNEEBA: Kamala,
your room is on the right.

This one?

No.

I had no idea you could draw.

We lost so much during Partition.

And I thought the only
way I can hold onto

what we had lost
was to create it myself.

This is the only baby picture
of me my father had.

- KAMALA: Wait. That's Hasan Nana?
- Yes, and...

This is my ammi, Aisha.
Your great-grandmother.

What I could remember of her, at least.

Nani, why did you send this to me?

Am I...

A Djinn? Of course. At least,
that is what my father told me.

How are you so casual about this?

I don't see what the whole
fuss is about. It's just genetics.

(SIGHS)

You're focusing on the wrong things.

It is not about how I see the vision
or if you are a Djinn.

The important thing is that when
the bangle was used the last time,

it saved my life.

Like the trail of stars?
The day you left India.

It was the middle of Partition.

It was a hot summer night.

I somehow got separated from my father.

Until a trail of stars appeared and
took me right back into his arms.

- On the train. On the train.
- Yes. The last one that night.

Nani, is it the same train?

The one that we're
seeing in the visions?

- Is it that train from that night?
- Yes.

The bangle is trying
to tell you something, beta.

I don't know what,

but I do know that you needed
to be here with me to figure it out.

I don't know how to figure it out.

I feel like I'm trying to piece
together things,

and I'm just breaking
more than I can fix.

That's quite a puzzle.

But then,

if you have lived like I have,
lost what I have,

you learn to find beauty in the pieces.

NAKIA: Kamala.

Please stop.

NAKIA: Kamala. You lied to me.

NAJMA: That bangle is made for
something bigger than you.

- MUNEEBA: Kamala.
- SANA: Find the train.

- MUNEEBA: Kamala.
- SANA: Find the train, Kamala.

Kamala, wake up. Your
cousins are waiting for you.

Oh, sorry. I didn't realize you were
in here with someone.

- It's a napping pillow.
- Come on. Get up.

We have the whole afternoon planned.

Lunch at the boat club is in one hour.

I don't think I can eat.

(SPEAKING HINDI)

(IN ENGLISH) Kamala, please
don't be weird. We're here to visit.

The point is to visit. Hmm?
So let's go. Come on.

OWAIS: You can bring
your flying teddy bear.

ZAINAB: I can't believe we have
to order off the patio menu.

- We're missing the buffet inside.
- And the AC.

KAMALA: Nobody told me
about the "no jeans" policy.

This outfit plays better in Jersey.

Maybe after the heritage walk
we can swing by the mall.

We'll find you something
less controversial.

That's fine. You just
stay with your cousins.

We're in a new city. We wouldn't
want you getting into any trouble.

- I would never.
- Hi. I'm here.

- Hi. Hi. Hello. It's okay, it's okay.
- I'm so sorry I'm late.

Rukhsana, this is my daughter, Kamala.

Assalamualaikum, Auntie.

(RUKHSANA SPEAKING IN HINDI)

- (IN ENGLISH) So pretty.
- Thank you.

- "Kamala". Not a typical Pakistani name.
- Mmm-hmm.

It's not?

Well, it's quite Muneeba, though.

She always was a bit of a rebel.

I hope you don't mind
that we are sitting outside,

because Kamala wore jeans.

RUKHSANA: Is that why
she's so hot, Kamala?

Yeah, it's not the temperature,
it's the...

RUKHSANA: The pani poori.

Why did you not warn me
this thing was death?

On your right is a
colonial era structure

built by the British Raj in .

Oh. I think it's on your left.

Sorry. My app's frozen.
Well, look around.

Kamala, look. This is where some
of Karachi's oldest residents live.

Like Florida?

Old Town is where many of the refugees

first settled when they came from India.

(SPEAKING HINDI)

- Teen hundred.
- No, no.

(SPEAKING HINDI)

Come on. Is this not exotic enough
for the ABCD's Instagram?

You know, American-Born Confused Desi.

- I know what it means.
- Yeah, I thought so.

History lesson's over.
We should get going.

We've got friends waiting for coffee.

I thought it might be cool
if we checked out the train station.

Train station? Why? Where are you going?

Nowhere. It's historic.

You know, it's like
the first ever gateway

where Nani entered the country.

Well, we're going. Meet us after.
Stay safe, I guess.

- KAMALA: Hey.
- You look lost.

- (BLOWING)
- Uh...

It's yours. Look. Picture. You like it?

Take it. Only , rupees.

(MAN CHUCKLES)

, . Honest money for the tourist.

Yeah. You know what? Um...

It's yours if you tell me the
direction to the train station.

Train station? Yeah, yeah.
Sure, sure, sure.

- Train station... Um, you go left.
- This way?

Yeah, left. And then left again.

One more left and then right,
little bit right. Okay?

And then go around that donkey cart.
You getting me? Yeah, left...

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA)

- (BLADE SWISHES)
- (GASPS)

- (GASPS)
- Found you.

Not sure what's worse. Those
glasses you tried on or that mask.

- Are you following me?
- I sensed the Noor.

(GRUNTS)

Do all masked Americans
have superpowers?

How do you know I'm not Canadian?

You're wearing a shirt that says
"New Jersey". What is this look?

No one likes the outfit, huh?

- Come on.
- (GRUNTS WEAKLY)

(GROANS)

Where'd you learn to jump?
Ninja Turtles?

Where'd you learn yours? Donkey Kong?

- (SHATTERING)
- (GASPS AND GRUNTS)

- Who are you?
- What are you?

(GRUNTS)

- You're not a Clandestine?
- You know about them?

But you have the bangle.
How did you get it from Aisha?

Wait. How do you know about Aisha?

(OFFICER SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

- Come with me if you want to live.
- What?

Just kidding. I've always
wanted to say that.

But really, we should go.
There's someone you need to meet.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Are you gonna m*rder me?

Because I don't wanna be the subject
of a true crime doc right now.

Relax. Sometimes you have to look

beyond what's right in front of you.

Welcome to the Red Daggers,

perhaps we can teach
you to open your eyes.

Red Daggers? What, are
you in a Pakistani boy band?

Not quite.

Very strong hideout game.

Well, usually tourists are not allowed.

But for a descendant of Aisha's,

I'm sure we can make an exception.

- How did you know I was...
- My name is Waleed.

Your great-grandmother's
story is of legend.

When you're ready,
we have much to discuss.

Why is the hot and sour soup so red?

That's the color it's supposed to be.

Did you Americans find a way
to whitewash the Chinese food too?

Tell me, was it difficult
finding a scarf long enough

to cover that big mouth of yours?

WALEED: For hundreds of years,
that scarf has protected the identity

of warriors willing to take on
the mantle of the Red Dagger.

Our function is simple.

To protect our people
from threats of the unseen.

Like Djinn?

The Clandestines are not like the Djinn
you've heard about in stories

or in religious texts.

I mean, if Thor landed
in the Himalayan mountains,

he too would have been called a Djinn.

- So, what are they, and what am I?
- I'll show you.

Come.

The Clandestines and Aisha
are from another realm.

This map shows you
how our two worlds co-exist.

(WHIRRING)

There are many dimensions around us
that we cannot see.

This is just one of them.

What is this?

WALEED: Aisha's home.

It's connected to our world but hidden.

Behind the Veil of Noor that
separates our world from theirs.

KAREEM: Noor is the energy source
of that realm.

The Veil, the Clandestines.

Even your powers are made of it.

If the Clandestines use the bangle
to tear down the Veil,

they'll unleash their world onto ours.

Until there's nothing left of it.

That is why it is important
to keep that bangle safe.

I haven't seen that before.

In all the years and everything
I've heard about that bangle,

there was no mention of an inscription.

Do you know what it says?

It says, "What you seek is seeking you".

Is that, like, an important
message or...

I don't know. But it must've
been important to someone.

GUARD: Go. Move. Go.

Pick it up.

- Eyes front.
- (ELECTRICITY BUZZING)

NAJMA: You bastard.

- (GRUNTS)
- KAMRAN: No!

(GRUNTS)

AADAM: Yeah. Come on.

FARIHA: No!

AADAM: You got it. You got it.
Take him down.

Come on.

FARIHA: Move!

AADAM: Come on.

(GRUNTS)

- How is he?
- He'll be okay.

- (GROANING)
- Get up.

Let's go.

NAJMA: Come on.

Let him go. He's not coming with us.

- What?
- NAJMA: He made his choice.

Now he has to live with it.

- Let's go get that bangle.
- Sorry.

Ammi.

KAMALA: Nani.

Hi, Nani.

So you found me in my hiding spot.

Your mother's on
a cleaning rampage downstairs.

- And I thought I needed a break.
- (CHUCKLES)

So, you found what you came looking for?

It's a bit of an education.

Even at my age, I'm still
trying to figure out who I am.

My passport is Pakistani,
my roots are in India.

And in between all of this,
there is a border.

There is a border marked
with blood and pain.

People are claiming their identity

based on an idea some old Englishmen had

when they were fleeing the country.

How is one to deal with that?

Do you think you're
ever gonna figure it out?

But what's the rush?

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

Go. Go. Be young.
I'll handle your mother.

KAMALA: Ooh, is this, like,
a Red Dagger bonfire?

I promise you, my friends
are nice, okay.

- You're gonna really like them.
- Hey, Kimo.

- KAREEM: Hey guys. (SPEAKS URDU)
- Your name is minced meat?

- No. It's Kimo. Short for Kareem.
- (CHUCKLES)

We all go by nicknames here, right?
What's yours?

Sloth baby.

- Sloth baby?
- Sloth baby.

Everyone, call her sloth baby.

- Sloth baby. Cool name.
- Thank you. Thank you.

At least someone appreciates it.

FAIZAAN: All right. You ready for
the best meal of your life?

- Yeah.
- You like biryani?

Yes. I've never really eaten it
out of a bag before. (CHUCKLES)

Thank you.

(GUITAR STRUMMING)

(WHISPERS) Is it spicy?

(SPEAKS HINDI)

(IN ENGLISH) She just asked me
if it was spicy.

(GIRL CHUCKLES)

(FAIZAAN SINGING IN URDU)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RECORD PLAYER)

(MUSIC STOPS)

SANA: Kamala's out with her cousins.

So, I guess it's just
you and me here tonight.

Ammi, why is all this such a mess? Huh?

And what are all these
newspapers and magazines?

And why are there so many
toffee boxes everywhere?

These toffee boxes?
Well, they're for you.

You know, you liked them as a child.

So I just kept them around
just in case you came back.

I may have eaten most of them
along the way.

Let me help you.

(SPEAKING HINDI)

(IN ENGLISH) Give this.

(WINCING)

Give me your leg. Give me your leg.

(SPEAKING HINDI)

Mmm-hmm.

(IN ENGLISH) Or some plan to take out
your frustrations on me?

Oi, Mommy.

Mommy, I think that maybe...

Maybe it is time for you
to start considering

coming to live with us in America?

(LAUGHS)

(SPEAKING HINDI)

(IN ENGLISH) And there I thought
you went halfway

across the world to get away from me.

(SIGHS)

I wasn't trying to get away from you.
I just needed a change.

I was continuously being
shunned by the neighbors

because of my crazy mother
and her wild theories.

(SPEAKING HINDI)

(IN ENGLISH) And even after
Baba left you,

you continued to cling
to these fantastic theories.

I just thought I'd share them with you.

I didn't need your stories, Mommy.
I needed my mother.

- KAMALA: Hi.
- Oh, hi, beta. You're home.

Mmm.

You had fun with your cousins?

Yeah.

Mmm.

- Ammi, are you okay?
- Yeah. You know how mothers are.

Sit, sit. Have a toffee. Here. Take.

- Mmm! How are you eating this?
- (CHUCKLES) You need strong teeth.

Ow. (LAUGHS)

WALEED: We believe
your genetics could be

the answer to why it is that
you can shape the Noor here.

Your humanity links you to
the matter of this world.

It makes your abilities unique.

Though we may not have fancy armor,

you should know,

there is history
in every thread of this fabric,

so you always remember
where you came from.

You're not alone.

- KAMALA: Am I a Red Dagger now?
- KAREEM: It suits you.

- (GLASS BREAKING)
- (NAJMA GRUNTS)

- NAJMA: Surprise.
- Get her out of here.

- NAJMA: Get her.
- (GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

What is he doing?

(GROANS)

- KAREEM: Come on.
- Go, go, go, go.

KAREEM: Go.

(KAMALA GASPS)

Come on, get in quick.

Move.

Go.

(SHOUTS IN FRUSTRATION)

(CHUCKLES)

Go, go, go.

NAJMA: Don't let them get away.

- You might wanna go faster.
- KAREEM: You see this thing?

- Hey, can you do something?
- I can't do anything.

- Can't you drive faster?
- KAREEM: No, I can't go any faster.

WALEED: You've gotta go. Go, go

(ALL GRUNT)

Got you now.

- Oh, God. Family with a baby.
- KAREEM: I know, I know. Move, move.

We're going to hit it. Do something.

WALEED: Push! Now!

(FARIHA SCREAMING)

Go, go, go.

(HORN HONKING)

We're not gonna make it.
Get on the bike.

And whatever you do, don't let go.
Go, go, go, go.

KAREEM: Hold on tight.

Oh, my God. I knew you
were gonna m*rder me.

KAREEM: We're not dead yet.

Oh, my God. We're not gonna make it.

(BOTH YELL)

- KAREEM: Are you okay?
- Yeah.

WALEED: Get yourself to safety.
I'll lead them off...

KAREEM: We have to go. Come on, come on.

Okay, driving on the opposite side
of the road on a stick.

Bismallah, bismallah.

(SPEAKING HINDI)

(IN ENGLISH) Sorry.

(HORN HONKS)

(CHUCKLES)

(GASPS)

KAREEM: Hey. Hey. Nice timing.
We have to go. We have to go.

- Go. Go.
- Move.

Go left.

KAMALA: Move.

Get out of my way. Go.

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

(YELLS IN PAIN)

- (GASPS) Waleed.
- Waleed.

Oh, my God.

No. No!

(SCREAMS)

- We have to help him.
- Kamala, it's too late.

He's gone.

We have to go.

Where do we go now? It's a dead end.

(BLADE UNSHEATHES)

(BOTH YELLING)

(AADAM GROANING)

- You good?
- Fine. Nice one.

(GRUNTS)

(BOTH GRUNT)

(GROANS)

(TRAIN RUMBLING)

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

(SPEAKING HINDI)

(CLAMORING CONTINUES)

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS)

(MUSIC PLAYING)