Last week I chewed my nails down to stubs as I watched the pilot episode of Touch. The tension had me on the edge of my seat but at the end of the show I was left wondering where Tim Kring could go with the show, if he could sustain the suspense considering we already know it’s all going to work out nicely in the end? Thankfully after watching the second episode I’m still in love with how the show explores the infinite amount of ways we connect with one another. Last week we watched a mobile phone connect the lives of many across the globe; this week we get to see how a baseball, Lyov the Lassie imitating pooch and a smashed urn does the same.
We first meet an air hostess desperately sprinting through the airport; bobbing and weaving through the crowds until she zigs when she should’ve zagged and runs straight into a man from India. Crash, bang, wallop and the urn the man was carrying comes crashing to the floor. Impatiently she assures him that she’ll get someone to come and clean up the “dirt”; the man now on bended knees scooping up the ashes makes her feel terrible when he exclaims that it’s not dirt but the remains of his father.
The show’s writer Tim Kring seamlessly threads the hostess’s storyline into main character Martin Bohm’s as they cross paths in the baggage handling area. Blaming Bohm for her getting lost she gives his ear a right chewing off, before asking after Lyov a dog she needs to hand deliver to Moscow. Perhaps it’s her ratty attitude that has fate forcing her legs to work out for as soon as she’s done cussing him, she turns around only to find Lyov sprinting out of sight after his cage lock comes undone. Unable to stop Lyov she misses her flight, calls it a day and is heading home when she bumps into the young Indian man again.
Kring cleverly draws our attention back to the red string of fate belief, the urn has now been pieced together and is impressively being held together by, yup you’ve guessed it red string. Still reeling off the fact that she so eloquently called his father’s ashes “dirt” she offers to get him to the New York Stadium after she hears about his desire to fulfill his pilgrimage and scatter his father’s ashes in the baseball stadium. Kring’s story has us shuttling back and forth between characters and the tribulations before their celebrations; for while the air hostess was busy chasing Lyov, Martin Bohm was busy chasing clues.
This week silent Jake has his father on a mission to realign the path of Arnie, a Cancer riddled pawn shop owner who rather than take his meds and fight the disease opts to stage a robbery where he’ll be killed. Arnie can’t face the prospect of living out the rest of his days alone and guilt ridden, looks to the insurance payout to settle the emotional debts he has with his estranged daughter. Bohm comes tragically to the rescue annoying the hell out of Arnie who ends up being taken to the hospital with minor wounds, while the fake robber runs off with a measly bag of swag and a memorabilia baseball.
The fake robber/hitman was relying on the payout for killing Arnie to pay his debt to Uri, the mobster from Moscow. When he realises he won’t raise the money in time, he heads over to the New York Stadium to reminisce over first catching the ball while working as a peanut vendor. On leaving the stadium he doesn’t quite shut the door allowing the young Indian man to sneak into the grounds and scatter his father’s ashes, finally he’ll be able to shed a tear and move on with his life now that he’d completed his pilgrimage.
Not letting us get too comfortable, we’re soon jetting on over to Russia where we meet Uri’s son Pavel, who’s living out every teenager’s worst nightmare, going to a school where literally no one will talk to you. Rather than believe his prized papa would hurt a fly, he calls him and asks what he does for a living. A teary Pavel doesn’t have his bubble burst by finding out the truth about his father, who incidentally was just about to fit the peanut-vending, fake robber, wanna be hit-man with some cement shoes. “Cause and consequence” meant that Uri’s murderous ways were killing his son’s childhood and hearing the grief on young Pavel’s voice is enough to yank him out of his crime career, saving the robber from an early grave.
Arnie on the other hand is desperate to meet his demise, he’s left the hospital and is ready to jump off a bridge only to have his efforts thwarted once again by meddling Martin. Arnie now really peeved at Bohm has his mouth stopped when he looks up to not only see Lyov the runaway pooch the sprinting air hostess. After popping up at the stadium Lyov does his bit to neaten fate’s tangled red tape by leading Becca, that’s right she’s Arnie’s daughter back to her guilt-crippled father for a heartwarming reunion. Like the Pilot, all loose ends are neatly tied up and the characters are left smiling with a renewed sense of appreciation for the lives they have been blessed with.