Room 104 (2017–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - The Internet - full transcript

In 1997, a son must teach his mother how to use the Internet over the phone after leaving behind an important document on his laptop.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

Room 104 1x05
"The Internet" August 25, 2017

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(LINE RINGING)

- (BEEPS)
- WOMAN: Hi, this is Divya.

Please leave a
message. Thank you.

- (BEEPS)
- Mom!

You gotta pick up.

Okay? I've got some crazy news.

I got a callback from an agency.

Like a real novelist agency, okay?



I have a meeting in New York on Friday.

I mean, this is so insane!

It's crazy! I mean...

(SIGHS) Okay, I just
wanted to let you know

I made it all the way
through. I'm here now.

I got myself a little motel

and I'm just gonna hole myself in here

and try and finish the book.

You know, that way, in
case I'm pitching the book

on Friday to the agent
and he seems to like it,

I can just kind of
slide it across the table

and be like, "Boom,
there's my book, bitch."

You know? I mean, of
course, minus the bitch part.

I mean, this is just so crazy, right?



I love you and I will talk to you soon.

Bye.

(CHUCKLES)

MAN ON STEREO: For a
writer does not sit around

and think about writing.

A writer does not
talk to his friends

about when he plans
to start writing.

A writer simply writes.

Know that you are
a creative spirit

and your voice will
flow through you

if you allow the
river to flow freely.

Now, turn off this
silly old man's voice

and go write.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(BUTTON CLICKS)

(TOUCH TONES BEEPING)

Hey, Mom, it's me again.

I can't find my laptop.

I was wondering if...

Oh, God, I hope not.

I was wondering if maybe I
forgot it at your apartment.

Yeah, which is not good

because I'm really far.

Could you just please call me back

when you get this?

It's important.

Okay? Love you. Bye.

Come on, where are you?

REPORTER ON TV: Lesbian and
gay groups hope that having

a lesbian lead
character on a TV series

will make Americans more sympathetic

to their challenges.

- But Alison Stewart...
- Come on, Mom.

...visited the campus
in Roanoke, Virginia,

and found out that just because

Ellen DeGeneres has come out...

(SIGHS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(SIGHS)

(CHIMING)

- Hello?
- DIVYA: Anish?

Mom! Where have you been?

Hi, baby. I was at work.

And then I went to the
store, then I was sleeping,

and then I was watching a
very funny program on TV

- about these...
- No, Mom, I called you a million times.

- Why didn't you pick up?
- Oh, it was you?

I thought it was the
telemarketers calling me.

(STATIC HISSES) ...ish, I have
such a hard time saying no,

so I simply... I just don't
even pick up the phone anymore.

Did you not hear me yelling
into your answering machine?

I have an answering machine?

Yes, Mom. I got it for you
for your birthday, remember?

- It's set up in the kitchen.
- Oh, no, I

don't know how to
use it, so I just...

Okay, okay, fine. I'm
sorry. Just never mind, okay?

Listen, I have a
really, really important

work meeting on Friday with a publisher

and I need you to do me a favor.

Okay? I think I left my
computer at your apartment.

- Your computer?
- Yeah.

The whole thing?

- Yes, Mom, the whole thing.
- No, I don't think so.

I think I would have noticed.

Why would you have brought
your whole computer

- into the house?
- 'Cause I was writing on it.

Remember?

Wait, you mean that
little black folding machine?

- Yeah!
- That's your computer?

- Yeah. Have you seen it?
- (LAUGHS) Oh! It's so tiny.

I was thinking it was a kind
of a typewriter or little...

No.

Yeah, no, no, no,
that's my computer, Mom.

Yeah, that's... anyways,
getting back to the point,

I really need...

You know, this is a very...this
is a little computer.

How do they make it
so little like that?

I...

- So...
- I don't know, Mom!

I don't know who makes it so little.

I don't know. But the
thing is, have you seen it?

No, I have not.

Well, can you go look
for it, then, please?

Okay, but right now,
I'm watching TV.

Mom, it's important,
okay? It's very important.

(DIVYA CRUNCHING)

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Okay, baby.
- Okay.

Come on.

- (LOUD CRASHING)
- Jesus.

- DIVYA: Hi, baby.
- Yeah?

No, I didn't find it, baby.

- What?
- No. I found it!

- You... Mom!
- (LAUGHS)

Oh, I almost had a heart attack!

- No, it was right in front of me.
- Oh, my gosh.

- I just missed it.
- It was right in front of you?

I am going to put this
in the mail on Friday.

So, I'm gonna put
some books in there...

No.

- ...and get the book rate...
- No, Mom.

- Mom, shh. Mom, please, please.
- ...it's like a suitcase.

Please. Mom? Mom?

Now I'm speaking. Thank you.

You can't send it that way, okay?

Media mail, that takes six weeks, okay?

Look, I'm gonna figure out
some way to get it to me,

but right now, I have a super,
super important deadline,

and I need a copy of my book.

You understand?

What...

- Your what?
- The book, Mom.

The one that I was
writing on my computer?

DIVYA: Baby, how am I supposed
to get it off your computer

and get it to you? (LAUGHS)

You want me to zip it through
some time and some space

like David Copperfield?

- Ha ha. Jokes on jokes.
- (LAUGHING)

Okay, Mom, please stop laughing.

It's not that funny.
Mom, it's not that funny.

Please, okay? Listen.

Okay, okay, what do you
want me to do, baby?

So, what we're gonna do is,
you're gonna send me an e-mail

from my mail account, okay,
with a copy of my book,

which is in a Word document,

which is in a folder on my desktop.

Easy, right?

DIVYA: Anish, I'm not
understanding what you are saying.

What... what are
you asking me to do?

Okay, Mom, all I'm asking you
to do is open up the computer.

Can you do that for me, please?

Can you please open up the computer?

- Okay, okay, okay.
- Thank you.

- (RUSTLING)
- (DIVYA SIGHS)

- Okay, got it.
- Okay, great job.

Okay, now, the next thing
is the power button, okay?

It has a circle on it

with a line that's halfway through.

I want you to press
this and then hold it

for a few seconds until you
hear a chime sound, okay?

That means the computer is starting up.

- Neat.
- It worked?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah. Okay, great job!

- Okay, um...
- Thanks, baby. This is easy.

Yeah, no, you're doing great, Mom.

Now, I want you to tell
me what windows are open.

All the windows are closed.

- It's very cold outside.
- (WHISPERS) Oh, my God.

Uh, Mom, I mean the windows
on the computer,

not the windows in your apartment.

Oh, I'm sorry, baby, I'm just...

that was dumb of me, sorry.

- No, Mom, you're not dumb.
- No, I am.

Stop it. No, you're doing great.

Okay, just tell me

what you see on the screen.

Okay, baby, it is blue.

And a group of little blue...

the squares with tiny little
words underneath them.

Yeah, so those blue squares

are actually called folders, okay?

So now, I want you to
go and find the folder

that says "Gently Through the Current."

- "Gently Through the... Current."
- Current.

- What is that?
- What is what?

What is "Gently
Through the Current"?

Oh, that is actually, um...

It's the title for my book.

Yeah.

- You like it?
- (DIVYA LAUGHS)

It's not supposed to be funny, Mom.

It's a little airy-fairy.

- But what does it mean?
- "Airy"...

It's a metaphor, Mom, okay?

First of all, it's a working
title, so it can change,

but... but it's a metaphor...
it's a metaphor, okay,

for when you're going
where things take you

and whether that's a good thing or not.

Maybe a little more
forceful, like tides.

"Tides"? That... Mom,
no. It's... that...

Tides.

Look, Mom, it's about
societal misconceptions.

That you just have to surrender
to what your experience is.

You know, so it... (STUTTERS)

You know what, just forget
it, Mom. You're not a critic.

- Okay, you don't read a lot of books.
- Okay.

So, you... it's not... you
wouldn't understand, okay?

Just tell me what's on the screen.

- What's on the screen?
- See, I can't read these words.

They're like little ants.

But Janet next door
has a telescope.

What? No.

You can increase the
screen size in preferences.

Never mind. Never mind.

- Uh...
- Ah, I'm just making a joke.

- I'm not this dumb.
- You're right.

Sorry. I'm just... stressed.

- Uh...
- Just tell me what to do.

Okay, so I'm 99% sure

that the folder is the fourth one down

in the top right-hand column,

so double-click that folder.

Three, one...

That's number one, two...

- Four... the fourth one.
- Three, four.

- Uh-huh. Yes.
- And double-click.

And what double-click...
what is this?

Oh, sorry, that's
when you take the mouse

over the folder and then
you want to click it twice.

Really fast, okay?

So, like, click-click,
click-click, click-click.

Yeah...

- Did you click-click?
- I am just looking out the window,

and this Mr. Jenson
just has got a new car.

Okay, Mom, Mom, I need you to focus.

- Okay? Please.
- I'm getting a little tired,

so why don't we just
do this tomorrow?

No! Tomorrow... Mom,
you're not understanding

how important this is for me, okay?

I need my book right now so I can write.

I've wasted hours. I
haven't written all night!

Okay, calm down.

- My meeting is on Friday!
- I don't see why you can't just write

the rest of the book
on some hotel paper

and then you could type
it up in New York City.

Mom. Mom.

What? No, I can't... Mom,
it doesn't work that way!

- Why doesn't it work like that?
- Because I...

the book is 90% complete, okay?

And I need to look at the whole thing

so that I can... contextualize the...

forget it, you're
never gonna understand.

Listen, I may not know
about this computer,

but the situation doesn't
seem very complicated to me.

People have been writing on
notebook for thousands of years.

And you used to
write on a notebook,

the ones I bought
you from the store.

You wrote such good stories
on just plain notebooks.

Mom, those were stupid stories.

The one about the
dinosaur from the future?

I love that story.

That was one of
your best stories.

Oh, my goodness, I...
honestly, I don't know why

you don't try to sell
this dinosaur story

in your big meeting.

Because I wrote that
story when I was 13.

I thought it was wonderful, baby.

What a nice title, too.

Nice ti... Mom, it was
called "Future Dinosaur."

- Yes, exactly.
- (SIGHS)

This way, you know what the
story is about right away.

Crack.

- Mom?
- Yes?

I'm gonna ask you this once.

I want you to answer honestly.

Are you trying to say something

about the title of my book?

No.

I don't understand it,
that's all I'm saying.

See, there...

so, that's... so, you are
trying to say something.

Why don't you just answer me when I

ask you a question straightforward...

Mom, you know what, just forget it.

I don't expect you to understand.

Baby, I wish you would stop

talking to me like
I'm a dummy, Anish.

Mom, I just need you to double-click

- on the document, please.
- Okay, fine, fine.

- Thank you.
- Okay, okay, okay, fine.

- (WHISPERS) Oh, my God.
- (CLICKING)

Nothing's happening.

Mom, you need to click it really fast,

like twice in a row.

Like super fast, like click-click.

(CLICKING CONTINUES)

No, Mom... (SCOFFS) oh, fuck.

I don't think this is working.

Mom, because you're not
doing it fast enough.

- I can hear the...
- Oh!

What was that "Oh"?

Wait, there's some... it came.

It ca... so many words.

- Okay, yeah.
- Oh, there's so many pa...

did you write all these words?

Yeah, Mom, that's my book, okay?

Now, this is great. Okay, this is great.

We're almost done,
okay? We're almost done.

So, now all we're gonna do is,

we're gonna copy that whole thing, okay,

and then we're gonna
paste it into an e-mail,

then you're gonna fire up my modem,

and then you're gonna send
me the e-mail, and that's it.

- We're done. After that, we're done.
- (GROANING) No, no, no.

- We're done.
- Okay, that sounds like too much to do.

No, no, Mom, Mom, Mom, I'm gonna guide

you through the whole thing, okay?

It's gonna be really easy.

Okay, so now, what I want you to do

is I want you to look at the keyboard,

right, and find the "A" button

and the "Command" button.

"Command." Yeah, I see this.

Good! Good, okay, so now,
I just want you to press

both these buttons at the same time.

- Okay, can you do that for me?
- Okay.

At the same time.

Yeah.

- Uh-oh.
- Wait, what do you mean "Uh-oh"?

No, I don't know. It says, um...

there's some cloud that's
come over these words,

- like...
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

like a highlighter, everything...

Uh-huh, I get... I know
what you're saying, Mom.

That... actually, that's
a really good thing.

That's... exactly what
we want to happen, okay?

Because that means
you've selected all, okay?

I did it.

Okay, so now I just want you
to look at the keyboard again,

find the "C" button

and press that with
the "Command" button,

and then that's going
to copy all of it, okay?

It's gonna copy the whole book.

Mom, talk to me. What's going on?

Sooo, yeah, I don't
think anything happened.

- Um...
- What do you mean? What does that mean?

- What do you mean...
- Well, I don't know. (STAMMERING)

Everything just sort
of... it just went away.

- (BREATHING HEAVILY)
- You see, there were all these words,

you know, before,
and now it's empty.

(STAMMERING) What do you mean, "empty"?

Uh, the words are gone.

Okay, okay.

Now, Mom, I need you to be very careful

from this moment onwards

and listen to me very carefully, okay?

What buttons did you press?

I... I pressed what
you told me to press.

- Which is what?
- "Command" and "V" together.

No, not "Command V," Mom.

- I said, "Command C"!
- Hey, this is not what you said.

Okay, Mom. Mom, okay, listen.

You've gotta listen to
me very carefully, okay?

So, you just pasted over my whole book,

which means you basically
deleted the whole thing.

So, so, right now, we need to be

extremely careful and
don't touch anything

until I tell you
exactly what to do, okay?

(CHOPPING SOUNDS)

- Mom!
- No, I don't like this tone.

- Mom, just listen to me for one second.
- Tone.

Mom, enough with this
tone bullshit, okay?

Okay? You just pasted
over my whole book,

and I need to do something to recover

it before it's permanently deleted.

I'm sorry, young man,

if you use this tone
with me one more time,

I'm going to hang up
with you straightaway.

No. No, no, no. Okay, don't hang up.

Don't hang up, don't hang up.

Okay, just...

Mom, just press "Command Z."

- That's the undo function.
- (CHOPPING CONTINUES)

(DIVYA MUTTERS)

Mom, if you chop one
more fucking vegetable,

I swear to God.

Please press "Command Z."

Do not use that language with me,

and please apologize
if you want me

- to press anything.
- (WHISPERS) Fuck!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry.

Not "I'm sorry, I'm
sorry, I'm sorry."

- Not like that. Really.
- (BREATHING HEAVILY)

- Mom...
- No! Really.

I am so sorry.

I am so sorry.

Please, can you press "Command Z"?

Okay, fine.

Wait.

Okay, did the words come back?

Wait.

No, it didn't do anything.

- What do you mean it didn't do any...
- Oh, wait, wait, wait.

There's a little bubble
here that says save...

- No, so don't press that button, because...
- Well, let me just...

No, no, no, Mom, you can't
save the wrong document.

- It's a deleted document.
- Baby, I'm just saving it for you.

No, Mom, don't save it.
That's what I'm saying.

- Don't save it!
- Okay, baby, it's saved.

The words are still gone, though.

Huh.

Huh... huh.

Mom, I want you to close
my computer right now.

Uh, you don't want me
to e-mail this to you?

Just shut up.

Just shut up for one
second, and listen to me.

I want you to close my computer,

I want you to get on the fucking bus,

and I want you to go to the
Mac World on 17th Street,

hand my computer to the
guy who's in the store,

give him my number and have
him call me immediately.

And I need you to do
this right fucking now!

DIVYA: No.

- "No"?
- You heard me.

You think I'm gonna sit
here and do anything

for anyone who speaks
to me like this?

Mom, you just deleted my fucking book.

(DIVYA SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Where is your language?
What is this tone?

I don't give a fuck
about my fucking tone

and my fucking language, okay?

Can you just... you
deleted my life's work!

- Don't you understand that?
- What life's work?

That's everything I've
been working on, Mom!

You're being so dramatic. Life work,
life work... what is life work?

I just accidentally deleted
some... stuff... dumb words.

Don't call my words dumb

just 'cause you don't
understand them, okay?

They're meant for people that
can actually understand English.

(STAMMERING) You think that
I'm dumb, an uneducated mommy?

- Mom.
- That I can't possibly understand?

You know what? I
understand what it takes

to raise a child with
absolutely nothing.

Working two jobs to support you,

get you this college education so
you can make something of yourself.

And then your son comes home and
treats you like you're the enemy.

And why?

Because he spends
four years and $50,000

at some university
not becoming a doctor,

not becoming a lawyer, but just
reading and talking about books

that he could've just done for
free in the library instead.

You don't think I understand?

Okay, you don't try to
guilt-trip me right now, okay?

'Cause you're always
trying to make me somebody

that I'm not, okay, Mom?

I'm not gonna be a lawyer, I'm
not gonna be a doctor, okay?

I have my own dreams.

I'm sorry if that's too hard
for you to deal with, okay?

I'm sorry that I wasn't some perfect son

who could climb some social ladder

and save you from
your sad, unhappy life.

Okay? You've never seen me.

- No, baby, I see exactly who you are.
- You never see who I am.

No, you don't, Mom. You just
see what you want me to be.

- But I just want you to be somebody!
- (SCOFFS)

What do you think I'm trying to
do, Mom? I'm trying to be somebody.

- I'm writing a book.
- You do not!

- I'm moving to New York.
- You do not!

You do not listen.
You are stubborn.

- You're just like her.
- Like who?

- Huh?
- You sai... "Just like her"?

- Like who? What are you...
- No, nothing, nothing.

Nothing. You forget...
forget about all this.

(DIVYA CRYING)

I'm sorry about your book, okay?

I'm gonna take your
computer to the bus,

I'm gonna give it... I'm gonna
give that book to your bus man

and I'm gonna tell him...
to... I'm gonna tell him...

Mom? Mom?

I'm gonna tell him to call you...

Mom? Mom?

...and I'm sorry...
I'm sorry about the book.

Mom, what's... what's
going on right now?

Are... Mom, Mom, listen, listen, listen.

I'm sorry, okay? I'm
sorry I yelled at you.

Okay?

Don't cry, okay? I'm sorry.

(CRYING CONTINUES) Baby,
her name was Vetha.

And she was...

(SNIFFLES) and she was 19.

- Who?
- (SOBBING)

She was raised by...
by very nice parents,

but they were poor.

And the girl, she just went
through so much trouble

with school and then the drinking

and then the drugs
and then the boys.

She was so smart, and
I tried to help her out

and I tried to cook for her

and I tried to care
for her when I could.

And then when this baby comes,

her parents just...
they cut her off

and they move away
quickly from the shame.

So, she stayed with me

and I helped take care of
this little, fat baby boy.

And we were... you know, we
were some... family somehow

until one day, I woke
up and she was gone,

and I never saw her again.

And I have this baby boy
who's not even one year old.

Then I knew... I knew that
this boy would be mine.

(SOBBING)

(EXHALING)

Mom, um...

I'm trying to understand
what you're saying.

(SNIFFLES)

Are you saying that I'm adopted?

(DIVYA SIGHS)

Yes.

Okay.

And you decided to tell me this

right after you deleted my
life's work on my computer?

(DIVYA LAUGHS) I'm sorry, baby.

I'm just... oh, it
just slipped out.

Also, you're
technically Pakistani,

- but it's not a big deal, I think.
- (SIGHS)

No, it's not.

My baby, I'm sorry

this is happening like this,
but I want to say that...

I know that you're
not actually from me

and that you are
actually not like me,

and that you're right,
that I don't understand

what you think and what you do...

but you are my son.

- And I love you very much.
- (CRYING)

(BOTH CRYING)

Mom?

- Mama? Mom? Mama?
- I'll go, I'll get this computer...

- Mom, Mama.
- ...to the Mac World,

and now we can see if we can
just fix it for you, okay?

Mom, I'm scared that
my book is not good.

Oh, oh, no, that's okay, baby.

You can write a new one.

And I'm gonna get this
one back to you, okay?

Just in case. Okay, my baby?

I'm gonna make sure that they get

this one back to you, okay?

- Okay.
- Oh, sorry, baby.

- Oh.
- Will you call me afterwards?

I'll call you, my baby.

Of course I'll call you, baby.

- Thank you.
- Aw...

I love you, Mom.

I love you, too, my baby boy.

(CRYING)

Love... okay, I'm
going now, okay?

- Bye.
- Okay, Raja, you eat, okay?

You eat something, okay?

- Bye.
- (SIGHS) Okay.

(PHONE BEEPS)

(POPPING)

(SWITCH CLICKING)

- (KEYBOARD CLICKING)
- _

(EXHALES)

(EXHALES)

- (PEN SCRATCHING)
- _

(SCRATCHING CONTINUES)

_

(SIGHS)

(MUSIC PLAYING)