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I was watching that TV show last night.
- That guy won a million dollars. - How?
Just general knowledge questions.
Maybe you should try it. You went to college and stuff.
You're not gonna need a million dollars when you're old.
Hey, Fan.
What would you do with a million dollars?
- I would build a community pool. - Oh.
Can I leave earlier tomorrow?
- At what time? - 1:30 P.M.
- Why? - I have a doctor's appointment.
Of course you can. - Thank you.
Want me to see if he has a friend he can bring?
We could go on a blind double date?
- No. - You sure?
I think I would hate a blind date.
You don't know anything about him, right?
Nothing.
Where is he taking you?
It's a blind date,
so we agreed upon a specific location.
We're going to a Mexican restaurant.
If it all goes well, eventually we'll even move in together.
Then we can share the rent.
Where will you put your mom?
I don't know. I'll just get her an extra bed
and put it somewhere, I guess.
Do you have an extra bed?
No, I only have one single bed.
Hello?
Having a single bed is very wrong,
according to The Laws Of Attraction,
because it doesn't invite the possibility of company.
You should be sleeping in a double bed,
even if you're sleeping alone.
I can't fit a double bed in my bedroom.
Okay, well, I'm gonna finish the chapter
and then go to sleep.
- Good night, Donya. - Good night, Joanna.
I have an appointment with Dr. Anthony.
Your name?
Well, the appointment is not in my name.
It's in the name of Salim Dabiri.
He made the appointment for you?
No.
Do you have an appointment card?
Mm-hmm.
But this is an appointment specifically for Mr. Dabiri.
I know, but he couldn't make it, so he gave it to me.
I don't think that's possible.
Why?
Well, if someone can't make their appointment slot
they need to call us and cancel.
Then, we would allocate the appointment
to another patient.
I'm another patient.
Yes, I understand,
but there are other patients of Dr. Anthony's
that would be given the appointment
if there's been a cancellation.
Give me a moment.
To be honest with you, this isn't really
the way things work.
It's not like a movie ticket
where if you can't get to the 3:15 showing,
you give the ticket to your friend.
Um...
It's not like that with a doctor's appointment,
and Salim knows that very well.
I'm here to ask for something to help me sleep.
All right, well...
Um...
Are you-- Do you live in Fremont?
And are you also from Afghanistan?
Yes, I am.
On the Special Immigration Visa?
Yes, I was a translator in Afghanistan.
Well... the way it works,
we have a certain number of appointments
for, uh, self-payers or, uh, the insured.
Basically, our paying customers.
And then I have a few slots that I do pro bono.
Those spots are at a premium,
and so we have to follow the protocol
to make sure that it's fair for everyone.
So, the people who have been waiting,
or the people that are already in the system,
- get to see-- - I'm here now.
Well, I can see that I--
Yeah, I understand you're here now,
but there is a protocol
that we need to follow to make this system work.
I'm not leaving.
Okay.
Um, well...
Let me just get some general information from you, then.
Um... name?
Donya Massoudi.
Uh, date and place of birth?
Thirteenth, June, 1996.
Kabul, Afghanistan.
And how long have you been here in the United States?
Eight months.
And, um, did you work as a translator for the government,
or was that private sector?
For the United States Army.
How long did you do that for?
I just want sleeping pills.
- How's your general health? - Good.
You have nightmares?
Not so much.
I can't sleep well.
Do you have a lot of thoughts when you go to bed?
Mm-mmm.
You should just go see my palm reader.
She never has a waiting list.
She reads and understands people better than any psychiatrist.
You know what she told me?
She said that the reason I overeat
is because I don't wanna be like my mom, who's skinny.
If that's not pure psychology,
I don't know what is.
She can also clean karmas.
I'm gonna go and get some coffee.
I think a fun working environment is essential.
I love coming in to work.
You know...
my father opened this factory many years ago.
And I used to come with him
when I was a little kid.
But then he stopped bringing me
because I ate all the cookies all the time.
I love the cookies.
I ate so many.
It was so much fun.
Okay. I'll see you later.
- TV in foreign language]
Go ahead, take a seat.
Okay, let's see what we have here.
Tell me a bit about the situation in Afghanistan
before you left to come here.
Did you live with your parents, for instance?
Mm-hmm.
Do you have, uh, pictures of your family
you can show me?
Do you have any family members in America?
No.
They're all in Afghanistan?
Mm-hmm.
You must miss them very much, I'm sure.
Was your family ever threatened?
They told them they would come after my little brother
if I don't come back.
Has any harm been done to your family,
by that I mean physical harm?
No.
When you were there, was your family unhappy
about what you were doing?
I only did the work for the money
and getting a visa to come here.
Nothing else.
Do you feel guilty?
How do you, uh, like it here?
Is America what you thought it would be?
I didn't think how it would be.
I didn't even think about America.
I just wanted to get out of there.
I would have gone to
Germany, France, England,
El Salvador, or anywhere.
There weren't many women that were doing
translation work like you were doing.
In that sense, uh, you're sort of a pioneer,
so your family must be proud of that.
I left, but they are still there.
They have to hear people talk to them
about raising a daughter who was a traitor.
Do you think you are a traitor?
I don't spend much time thinking.
Why?
Too busy with my social life.
Hmm.
I think I'm gonna stop with the blind dates.
Why?
It's not... working out.
I'm not meeting anybody.
You don't need anybody.
You need someone special.
Next time you answer like a fortune cookie, I'll eat you.
It happened once.
No, it's happened a lot of times.
It hurts.
You have to keep meeting people.
There is this other guy, a son of my mom's friend.
He's recently divorced and she wants to set me up with him.
Maybe I'll go.
Did you accompany the Army on missions?
No, I translated in U.S. Army bases
when instruction were being given to the Afghan soldiers
on how to use new equipment and arms.
Did you see much fighting, Donya?
Several bases I worked with
were attacked in different times...
and that's fighting I saw.
How did you leave Afghanistan?
On one of the evacuation flights
after Taliban return.
But I know I'm very lucky.
How do you mean?
One translator I worked with
was killed almost immediately after he stopped working
for the U.S. Army.
He was waiting for his paper to come over here.
One of my friends,
Payam, he was also translator.
He couldn't make it to the evacuation flights.
I know I'm lucky, and I know they're unlucky.
I've met with many former translators
and they have different reasons for doing what they did.
But in most cases,
they suffered from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.
They're left feeling like maybe in some way they're responsible.
And so, they're haunted
by bad thoughts, nightmares.
And they feel that they can't trust others,
so they... isolate themselves.
Maybe it's just a sense of guilt
that prevents them from talking to others
and getting the help that they really desperately need.
Do you know what Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder is?
I don't suffer from it.
I just have problem with sleep.
If I had some sleeping pills,
my problems would go away.
I-I chose my specialization for a reason.
I admire people like you who have stories to tell
of courage and displacement.
Guess which immigrant hero I love the most?
White Fang.
The dog?
No, he's not a dog.
He's-he's one-quarter dog.
He's three-quarters wolf.
I will give you a prescription for the sleeping pills,
but I think it's important that we use these sessions
to talk about some of these issues.
"Your genuine talent will find its way to success."
"Your financial outlook is great at this time."
That's nonsense.
She's dead.
But she was also getting too old to write about the future.
We are looking for someone else to replace her.
- Wouldn't you be interested? - Mm-hmm.
Fortune messages are a responsibility.
Consciously, or unconsciously,
they are going to act on the flux of things.
They shouldn't be too lucky.
They shouldn't be too unlucky.
They shouldn't be too original.
They shouldn't be too obvious.
They shouldn't be too short.
They shouldn't be too long and so on.
You get the point?
I think so.
The point is, my father and I built our factory
according to a very ancient quote,
"Virtue stands in the middle."
You know?
I love quotes very much.
This is a small gift that I personally prepared
to welcome you to your new adventure.
Thank you.
Open it.
It is a head massager.
I use it, too.
It helps me to gather creative ideas.
Try it.
You run it through your head, down to your scalp.
It's a lot more fun if someone else does it for you.
I would offer to do it,
but it is inappropriate.
Thank you.
I've been in this business for ages.
I've seen message writers come and go,
and I learned one thing.
The ones who stay
are the ones who know how to talk about love.
And the ones who are best
at talking about love
are the ones who love themselves.
Do you love yourself?
Yes.
Then you should say it out loud.
- Okay. - Now.
- I love myself. - Good.
"The fortune you seek is in another cookie."
Wise, right?
Yes, very.
Does somebody check what you write
or can you write whatever you want?
I can write what I want.
Then maybe you can use this, uh, opportunity
as an exercise of sorts.
Say, if there's something that's making you
happy or sad,
you can unburden yourself by jotting it down on paper.
Of course, obviously, there's, uh,
there's the fact that you gotta make it fortune-cookie-friendly
when you condense it down to one line,
but, um, that can certainly be done.
Perhaps it would make the whole thing more fulfilling for you.
How's your literary production going?
Well.
Bad.
It's time to go, anyway.
I'm coming.
Where's your mom?
She's off taking photographs in the wilderness somewhere.
She'll be back in a couple of days.
♪ Just another diamond day
♪ Just a blade of grass
♪ Just another bale of hay
♪ In the horses path
♪ Just another field to plough ♪
♪ Just a grain of wheat
♪ Just a sack of seed to sow
♪ And the children eat
♪ Just another life to live
♪ Just a word to say
♪ Just another love to give
♪ And a diamond day
I've been working on a little project.
I wrote some, uh, messages
of the type that you might find in a cookie.
Fortunes.
Of course, I don't have the technology
or the know-how to do this on a computer,
so what I had to do was get a sheet of paper
and a ruler and a pen
and write these all by hand,
and then, uh, using a pair of scissors,
cut them into strips.
It was a very satisfying arts and crafts project.
Calming.
They're all original.
Have a look.
"A ship in harbor is safe,
but that's not why ships are built."
"A ship in harbor is safe,
but that's not why ships are built."
- You see what it means, right? - Yes.
What a joy this exercise was.
Daddy, I'm done.
Can I have the fortune cookies now?
- Hmm? - I'm done.
Can I have the fortune cookies?
All right.
"You will travel to many exotic-exotic places
in your lifetime." Cool.
- You better take me, too. - Okay.
Let me see what mine says.
I'm just a kid, so how could I not take you?
Well, it's been done.
"Some pursue happiness, you create it."
"A cheerful letter or message is on its way to you."
- Oh. - Wow.
Let's see.
"No obstacles will stand in the way
of your success this month."
- Perfect. - Me.
"You deserve to have a good time after a hard day's work."
- Like this. - Damn right, yeah.
"Your friends will be truly helpful
in your next month's endeavor."
I don't understand what this means.
Is this number a Chinese omen or something?
- How's it going? - Well.
What city in Afghanistan were you born in?
Kabul.
I was born in Shenzhen.
I was just looking at the world.
In Afghanistan,
you have many different people, right?
Yes.
In China, too.
Did you know China and Afghanistan
share a border?
Did you know?
Yes, I did.
I think people who share borders
share many similarities.
Us, we share a border,
so we have similarities.
It's okay to feel lonely sometimes.
It would be very strange
if people did not feel lonely.
If they did not think about other possibilities...
about other people.
Most Afghans I know
who live in Fremont work in Fremont.
Why do you have a job in San Francisco?
I thought it would be good to be out of Fremont half of the day.
I wake up, I see Afghans.
I go to sleep, the last people I see, they're Afghans.
And I thought it would be lovely
to see Chinese people sometimes.
You don't enjoy being with Afghans?
Some of them, yes.
Some of them, no.
Let me tell you a little of the story of White Fang.
White Fang is the sole survivor of his family
who were decimated by famine.
And so, he has to learn
to navigate the harsh reality of the north,
which is kill, or be killed.
None of his experiences prepare him for his owner,
who turns him into a vicious killer.
This cruel man has him fighting other dogs to the death.
And it's during one of these fights
that White Fang meets his match
in a bulldog who nearly kills him.
Fortunately, he's rescued
by a man named Scott
who takes White Fang in and tames him.
He brings him back to California
where White Fang learns to love Scott and Scott's family.
Now, eventually,
White Fang has puppies with Collie,
Scott's other dog,
and they live happily ever after.
He didn't think these things, Donya, he merely did them.
He wasn't directed by abstract reasoning,
but by instinct, sensation,
and emotion.
What's the meaning of "decimated"?
Wiped out.
Killed.
Destroyed.
I can sell you coffee if you like.
Okay.
- Milk? - No, thanks.
- Sugar? - Black is fine.
- Are you happy working here? - Yes, thanks.
That'll be $2.50.
Okay.
Hello?
I think I have a blind date.
I got a text message.
When did this come about?
It's a long story.
Well, this is very unexpected.
Wait, read me the message.
I'll tell you if he's legit. It's a man, right?
Sounds like he is.
And you're into men, right?
I think so, yes.
Read me the message.
Okay, he says,
"I don't know if you are still available."
Good, he's polite.
"I would love to see you at the Asia Blue Pottery shop,
which is on 70 Avenue, Bakersfield,
on Saturday afternoon."
Okay, this is getting better.
If he wants to meet somewhere public, he's not a creep.
And it sounds like maybe he works at that pottery place,
which is great, too, because it means he has a job.
So, maybe he's a potter.
He says, "Ask for the deer."
What?
He says, "Ask for the deer."
Someone who has the nickname "Deer"
can either be very arrogant or very hot,
- or both of them. - Or none of them.
I'm gonna lend you my mom's car to go to Bakersfield.
It's a few hours away.
I don't know if I'm going to go.
Yes. Yes, you are definitely going to go.
"White Fang, uncompanionable, solitary, morose,
scarcely looking to right or left,
redoubtable, forbidding of aspect,
remote and alien,
was accepted as an equal by his puzzled elders.
They quickly learned to leave him alone,
neither venturing hostile acts,
nor making overtures of friendliness.
If they left him alone, he left them alone.
A state of affairs that they found,
after a few encounters,
to be pre-eminently desirable.
In mid-summer, White Fang had an experience.
Trotting along in his silent way to investigate a new tepee,
which had been erected on the edge of the village
while he was away with the hunters after moose,
he came full upon his mother.
He paused and looked at her.
He remembered her vaguely, but he remembered her,
and that was more than could be said for her.
She lifted her lip at him in the old snarl of menace,
and his memory became clear.
His forgotten cubhood...
all that was associated with that familiar snarl,
rushed back to him.
Before he had known the gods,
she'd been to him the center pin of the universe."
White Fang is a very brave dog.
He's a wolf.
I relate to him
just like he wasn't accepted by the other pups...
- ...because he was a wolf.
I was never accepted by the other translators
because I'm a woman.
I was separated from my mother, too,
when I was forced to come here.
It's a very touching story.
I'm glad you love the story as much as I do.
I'm Donya.
You're so kind.
Thank you.
I'm happy to be here.
I'm good with anything.
You can order for the both of us.
Hi.
Uh, you need a hand?
No, just checking the oil.
- You can manage? - Yes.
All right.
Uh, you sell oil here?
No need to buy it.
Here.
- Can you help me? - Yeah.
Okay. Thanks.
You know how to use that dipstick, though, right?
Dipstick?
Dipstick, yeah, it's...
that right there.
My brother taught me how to check the oil,
but I never had to change it.
Well... it's all done.
- There's some oil left in there. - Thank you.
Dipstick's also an idiot.
It's, uh...
I mean, the...
the word "dipstick" means "idiot."
Here.
Uh, can I leave the car here?
I'm gonna get something to eat.
Sure, I was about to go
get something to eat myself, too, so...
Where are you from?
Fremont.
Where are you headed?
I'm going to Bakersfield.
Your accent doesn't sound very Fremont.
- I'm from Afghanistan. - You studying?
I'm a writer.
I've never met an Afghanistani before.
- Afghan. - An Afghan.
You-you're the first Afghan I've met.
You seem like a friendly people.
We are.
I'm just not a good example.
I'm, um, I'm alone all day,
so that's why I talk so much during my lunch break.
Actually, thinking I should hire someone
so I can have someone to talk to.
I am actually thinking I should hire someone.
I never understood how a single mechanic
can bear the responsibility on his shoulders.
You know, deciding if a car is good to go.
All responsible jobs, they're performed in twos.
Right? You think of airline pilots or surgeons.
Cars carry lives.
What if one day I'm a bit distracted
or in a very bad mood?
True.
And sometimes, you just wanna be alone
and eat your sandwich, right?
I have something I have to do anyway.
Um... can I offer you a cup of coffee?
I don't drink coffee. Thank you.
I'm not really a writer.
I just write fortune cookie messages,
and usually for a Chinese restaurant.
I don't eat at Chinese restaurants very often.
I'll usually eat my lunch here and, uh...
well, for dinner, I'll-I'll eat here too.
How much do I owe you?
No, it's on the house.
If you ever come back, it'll be on the house, too.
Thank you.
It was nice to meet you.
And you.
Welcome to Asia Blue, may I help you?
I'm looking for the deer.
One second.
You work at the cookie factory, right?
The owner of the factory is a friend of my boss.
She told me you would've came today but...
she's been postponing for one month
and didn't want us to deliver it.
She didn't wanna pay delivery fees.
Do you want me to wrap it up?
I brought you a deer.
I really wanted one.
Coffee?
♪ Just another diamond day
♪ Just a blade of grass
♪ Just another bale of hay
♪ On the horses path
♪ Just another field to plough ♪
♪ Just a grain of wheat
♪ Just a sack of seed to sow
♪ And the children eat
♪ Just another life to live
♪ Just a word to say
♪ Just another love to give
♪ And a diamond day