Neela figures that this is a moment of bonding with her mother, wherein they can roll their eyes at what a stubborn oaf her father is. Neela is wrong. "You think he doesn't get it?" her mother hisses. "You're the one who doesn't." Irritated that nobody is giving her cuddly hugs, Neela flips the script and decides that she doesn't want to hear this from her mother. Mrs. Rasgotra -- why didn't she get a name? -- goes off on a predictable monologue about how she had hopes and dreams of her own, but she married her father and their life became running a curry house in Southall. Oops, Mrs. Rasgotra -- you want Desperate Housewives. Head straight for Lost and make a left. Neela explains that she just wants to find her own path, but her mother doesn't think that passing up a big opportunity like this is the way to do it. "I've worked hard for it," Neela points out. "So have we all," her mother says. Oooh, score one for her. We have a tie. And nothing breaks a tie better than a little childhood story about a musical instrument -- usually one that either got stuck in a closet after one use, or one that suppressed or repressed personal growth. Neela chooses the latter, because I guess nobody puts the viola in the closet. "When I was a girl I had to learn to play the sheet music and play it perfectly," she begins. "I was never allowed to play what I wanted." Her mother tsks that Neela wanted to play rock music. Oh, what I would give to hear some '80s hair metal played on a viola. Neela bristles that her point is, she never got to improvise or be creative. And that leads to my favorite line ever: "You can't improvise the viola!" I don't know why that's so brilliant, but it is brilliant. "You can try," argues Neela. Her mother misses the point completely and thinks Neela wants to be a musician. "No, Mum. I want to improvise," Neela says, exasperated.

Marta tells her full story to Abby and Chuny, using a surprisingly heavy amount of English when you consider that she supposedly doesn't speak it. Apparently, when Marta was twelve, she was kidnapped at a bus stop in Mexico, long enough ago that she has no concept of how old she is now. (She looks about fifteen.) She got dumped in a room with a bunch of other girls and "they" made her "damage girl." I don't know if that means the other girls exist to beat her up and rape her, or if it's the man who does it, but either way, it's messed up and she's traumatized. Abby asks when the last time was that she spoke to her family. "Long time ago," Marta says sadly. In Spanish, she says she snuck off once to call and say that she was okay but didn't know when she was coming home. Abby and Chuny look affected as Marta starts to cry. "Marta, we're going to help you now, all right?" Abby says. Then Marta admits her name isn't actually Marta. Her real name is Tesoro, which means "treasure" in Spanish, and which is an awfully precious choice made here by the show -- meaning she is, in turn, both treasure and damaged goods.