All language subtitles for Dérè An African Tale.S01E05_track4_[eng]

You promised to take care of him.

Mum?

You promised me.

Hi.

Hello.

I'll just take my shoes off.

-Could you?
-Sure.

Thank you.

So, I'm guessing you've not been
on a boat before.

I have, but a long time ago.

-Please.
-Thank you.

-Here, you're gonna need to put this on.
-Thank you.

So, how do you know Joke?

-Oh, you mean Lulu.
-Who?

Lulu.

She's a friend of a very good friend.

-She speaks very highly of you.
-Oh.

-Lulu. Well, she kept that one quiet.
-Yeah.

She said you're doing
really good stuff around here.

Well, what can I say? We try.

I'm sorry for that, the way I looked.
Just...

Yeah. It's okay. I get a lot of that.
I'm used to it.

People see me, just one look,
and they go--

...and they're looking
for the next escape route.

That's terrible.

Yeah, I think it's funny actually.

Well, I'm sorry.

-So, what do you say we start over again?
-Great.

All right. Hi, my name is PK.

I'm Dere, short for Cinderella.

-Oh, "Cinderella"?
-Yeah.

-Nice.
-Thank you.

Yo. We're ready. Let's go.

So, apart from exploring other ways
of accessing additional funding

for the work you're currently doing,

I could also advise you on ways best
to maximize your organization's profile.

Whoa. I think we should slow down a bit.

Don't you want to see
what you're getting involved in first

before you make up your mind?

Oh, I'm sorry.

No, don't be sorry.

It's just that we don't usually get a lot
of volunteers with your zeal and caliber.

I can help, and I want to help.

That's good to know.

-It's a good thing you don't get seasick.
-Why?

Well, because this is the only way
we get to access our main operation.

-Oh, really?
-Yeah, by boat.

-Good thing.
-Yeah.

It was so amazing.

I've been here for so long, and I didn't
know things like that existed.

Oh, they exist.

It was, like, an island,

and then there's this strip of land that
gets covered with water at certain times.

And then it's surrounded by palm trees,
and they have this open-plan room

with hot desks and state-of-the-art
computing equipment

and they have Wi-Fi that works.

Wow. Wi-Fi.

Man, these guys have access to information

and research papers
from all over the world.

-Wow.
-And you should hear them talk.

These guys break down the information,
they analyze it,

then they reverse engineer it
to suit a Nigerian environment.

Hmm. That's awesome.

It was so awesome.

So you won't be working
with them again, abi?

Well, the obstacle is trying to combine
that with work and the writing.

Dere, do you sometimes realize

that your father is the owner
of this company, this entire business,

and you can pretty much do
whatever you want?

I know, but I made a commitment.

Talk to your dad about working
in this dungeon.

I will.

He just has a lot going on right now.

I'll talk to him. I promise.

Okay. What about the party?

What party?

Come on, Dere.

Oh, that party.

-Well?
-I already told you. I'm not going.

For an ajebota,
you're too stubborn.

Besides, I don't have an invitation.

If invitation is the problem,
we can sort that out.

-No, it's not the problem.
-So, what's the problem?

My total lack of interest.

Beautiful.

Huh. Dere.

You really should be more excited
about all this now, eh?

No, I'm fine, thank you.

This is going to be a great party.

Everybody who knows everybody's
going to be there.

And the invites?

Okay, we haven't gotten any yet.

Our people are still talking
to their people.

But I'm very optimistic.

Don't worry.

I'm going out for a bit.

Ah.

Will you be back in time for lunch?

I'm not sure, but I'll call.

Ah. Dere.

Please, try and make it back
in time for lunch, you know?

It's not often we all get to spend time
together like this.

Oh, come on, Dere.

Mummy brought some really nice stuff
from the shop.

Maybe you need to come and look
for something nice for the party.

Maybe later. I'll see you guys.

Is Dere all right?

I don't think she's very happy here.

How do you mean?

I thought she had settled down.

That's what we thought.

We've taken her to parties, to the beach.
We've taken her everywhere.

Daddy, we've even tried to find her
a good boyfriend.

Ah, no, no.

Look. Leave her alone.

You know,
she has a lot on her mind right now.

Eh? She'll be fine.

No. No. I don't know. She just--

She just seems
a little too distant than usual.

Ahh.

She's young.

Uh, she'll be okay.
Ndira and Amira will take care of her.

Yes, Daddy, we will.

Yes, Daddy, we will. I promise.

Look.

-Look. I think this one will be pretty.
-Mummy, this is--

-But I want--
-Hey! Don't!

Mummy, which one will I try?

-I think you should try this one, eh?
-You'll take the other one.

That way, it sets you two apart.

So, we've confirmed the venue,
the security,

the catering and the decorations.

We've got a jazz band, a juju band
and a high-life band.

Okay, it's still a black-tie,
ball gown event, right?

Yeah.

Since you're too chicken to take on
a costume-themed party.

Chichi, there is no point
giving our detractors more ammunition

that's already there.

We both know
how Nigerians love to dress up.

But I was hoping on nailing it
in the head.

Don't worry. What about media coverage?

Ah, there's already a buzz on social media
and in the press.

People will do anything, I mean anything,

except perhaps sell their mother,
to get an invite to the party.

We bad like that.

Right. And you're still
leaking information to my parents, right?

Ah, don't worry.

Their army of spies are already
being kept in the loop.

Oh, okay.

-So, um--
-Hey, guys. What's going on?

Where's this food? I am hungry.

Uh, sorry-o. We thought you were going
to be too busy to worry about food.

You've not told her?

See, I can't help it.

I have a captivating personality, so I--

Yeah, that's true.

But you catch shrimps instead of catfish.

Whoa!

Did he--

You see what happened right there?

That is what I call clever wordplay.

And that's why
she's my personal assistant.

No, she is a comedian. You hired
a comedian, not a personal assistant.

Okay, excuse me.

I'm an executive assistant.

I only do comedy on the weekend.

Oh, please.

Oh, will you stop laughing?
Honestly. Because you're encouraging her.

-You know what? Chichi.
-Hmm?

Feed the man.

Okay, so we'll order takeout
to feed an army, okay?

-Calm down.
-I'm hungry.

-It's taking too long.
-Bro.

Are your many wives staying for lunch?

Bro.

Do they look like they are leaving
anytime soon?

Do they look like
they know where they are?

Excuse me?

I like them young and uncomplicated.

And stupid.

Who cares?

I love this guy. He makes me look good.

Well, I can't help it. I am what I am.

Usman! Easy, easy.

-Usman, I'm hungry.
-Yeah?

Oh, don't worry. We'll order takeout.
Food will be here very soon.

Okay. Are we still going to the club
later today?

Oh, are you still going to have
enough energy to dance?

-Usman is very energetic.

Uh, well, you know what?
You need to go back inside,

okay, to the sitting room and chill.

-Food will be here. I'll come get you.
-Okay.

-Okay?
-Okay.

All right, take care. Oh.

All right, be a good girl.

Wow!

You know she did that for your benefit.

I mean,
I thought it was just me.

Listen, I always tell you this.

Girls smell attraction.

-Yes.

And you, my friend,
they could smell it from a distance.

Will you stop hiding it, beautiful?

-Usman?
-Yes.

Stick to your small fry.

You see me, like, all of me?

I'm a bone that will stick in your throat.

Mmm!

No, you need to stop that.

Usman!
But, man, you know how to pick them.

Well, let's hope this one
won't be the end of me.

Easy, easy! That's not so strong.

-Oh, um.
-Yeah, take it easy.

Hey, that reminds me, Chichi.

I would like to see what PK's been doing.

Can you fix something for tomorrow
or next tomorrow?

Um, I'll probably call him tomorrow.
I think your schedule is light.

And, Usman, you should come too.

At least come and see
where your money's been going, firsthand.

-Oh.
-Mm-hmm.

-Come on...
-Um, I think someone needs me.

You guys deal with it.
You know what I mean? Like, deal with it.

-Saved by the babe.

That one. He's in trouble with that.

And he's not the only one.

How do you mean?

Who's Antonia?

Antonia?

Yeah. She's been dropping messages
at the reception.

A one-night stand returnee?

Ohh.

She's the one
that's been leaving the messages.

Boss, at least try
to remember their names.

I know, but--

She's a one-night stand.

Look, I'm sorry. I know you disapprove.

But this one wants to play more.

Huh? But what does she want now?

Money? I gave her money.

I'm sure this one doesn't want money.
I think she wants to play some more.

But they all want money.

This one doesn't want your money.
She wants something else.

No, that's impossible. Please.

And she wants to come to the party.

Chichi, there is no way
she's coming for that party.

Or she'll kiss and tell.

She says she has pictures.

Um, Chichi, please.

Anything you can do.
Just take care of her. Take her away.

-Okay, please.
-Okay, boss.

I got it covered.

You'll make a good soldier.

Look.
I know you don't like me saying this,

but your stepsisters, they are evil.

They're not evil. They're just...

Evil, admit it.

"Evil" is such a strong word.

They're just mean, not evil.

Okay, but what they did isn't enough
reason for you not to go to the party.

It doesn't matter.

It's probably too late
to get invites anyway.

-What?
-See, level up with me.

No excuses, no brush-offs.
Just be honest with me.

That's what I've been doing, Joke.

I know, but I want to ask you a question.

Okay.

Do you like him?

I mean, in your heart, not your head.

Do you think he's the one?

I don't know.

From your heart, Dere.

Dere.

Okay.

I love him, Joke.

Stupidly, hopelessly and utterly.

Ahh.

Hi, PK.

Sure, I could take
the morning off tomorrow.

So, who is this anonymous benefactor
anyway?

Mmm. How mysterious!
I can't wait to meet him.

I like surprises.

Ah! I can imagine it now, eh?

You, Ndira or Amira-- "Mrs. Mofe Clark."

Let's see, "Mrs. Ndira Mofe Clark."

-Let me try.
-Mmm.

"Mrs. Mofe Clark."

-I'll make it work.

Amira, I'm going for it all the way.
Do not embarrass me.

Ndira, I am going for it too.
You don't embarrass me.

Girls, girls, eh! Decorum!
What's all this now, eh?

You don't have to act like market women.
Act like classy ladies that you are.

Oh. Eh.

I have gotten somebody that's going to do
your facials, your pedicure and manicure.

I even got Mama Tina
to come and do your-- your massage.

Mama Tina!

Eh, what? What's wrong?

Mummy, her hands are too hard.

Like a bricklayer's own.

That woman attacks your body
as if it's her enemy.

Mama Tina has been doing this massage
thing before you both were born-o.

Mummy, the last time
that woman worked on me,

I thought I was going
to be paralyzed for life.

Maybe paralyzed?

Paralyzed, eh?

Look! I want you both to look good

so that you'll catch the eye of this man.

Eh?

And his wallet!

Hey! Amira, stop, darling.

We may think that, but everybody does not
have to know what we're thinking.

I'm sorry, Mummy.

Um, Ndira. How about the invites?

Uh, Mummy, I haven't gotten any yet.

They said they'll get back to me,
so I'm still waiting.

Ahh! You haven't gotten
the invites for the party?

What's the problem?
The party's three days away now.

Uh, Mummy. I don't want to be calling them
ten times a day.

That seems too desperate.

Call them! Call them as many times
as possible until you get what you want!

Why waste time?

Mummy, calm down. I'm calling them right--

Call them-o. There's no time to wait. Ah!

-What's that?
-Hello...

-Hey, gorgeous.
-Shh.

What?

One of our partners from Amsterdam
was going to South Africa

and decided to stop by.

That's a huge detour.

No, not if you're flying on a private jet.

So, wait. What's gonna happen now?
Are we not going to PK's place?

Well, we'll have to reschedule.

Maybe after the party.

Okay.

But you can stop by for lunch
if you're free.

Okay.

I would love some lunch.

So, how did it go?

It didn't.
The mysterious benefactor didn't show up.

What?

Apparently he had an emergency
and had to cancel last minute.

-After all that palaver?
-Mmm.

What's going on?

Well, I have a surprise.

Joke, what have you done now?

Nothing.

Joke?

Okay, first of all,
promise me you won't be upset.

I won't be upset. What did you do?

-Promise.
-I promise.

Okay, I pulled some strings...

-Okay.
-...using your father's name.

To do what?

Wait.

Is that what I think it is?

Yes, they're invites.

You got the invites to the party?

Trust Joke to--

-You got the invites to the party.
-Yes, yes. Yes, yes, yes.

You are going for that party.

Thank you, that's fine. Thank you.
All right, bye.

Yes!

We got the invitations to the party!

No, we didn't get
the invitations to the party.

Why-- No invitations!

Well, they said all the cards
have been given out.

Ah! That's not possible now.

They should print out more, or something.

You know Mummy's not going to be happy
about this at all, no.

And you think I don't know that?

They said no?

Something to do
with arrogant officiousness

on the part of
our corporate communications.

"Arrogant officiousness"?

I might have been a bit standoffish

when they approached us
for exploratory talks a few months ago.

-And they didn't even forgive or forget.

That's a shame.

This is bad.

It's all my fault.

I've never seen Ndira cry before.
I mean, not like this.

Oh, Mummy's going to kill me.

I know she's going to--

-It's okay.

Dere, please hurry.
Get her some water. Please hurry!

-Of course!
-Ndira, slowly.

Easy. Easy.

I told you. I told you Dere's not
as innocent as she pretends to be.

I told you.

But we can't just take them.

Mm-mmm.

I just wanted to be sure
that she had them.

Okay, so... what are you going to do?

Just watch, girl. This will be like
taking sweets from a baby.

Watch and learn.

-What?

Why do you think this means
so much to her?

She's dying?

She only has a few months.

But-- But...

That's why she wanted us
to go for this party so badly.

She's trying her best to do
what any mother would do for her daughters

before she-- before she...

Did you try to call
Mofe's public relations department again?

They're not even taking our calls anymore.

Mum will be so heartbroken.

But I don't understand.
Does my father know?

Dere, you must never let them know
that we told you.

-But--
-Dere.

Promise me-o. Promise me!

I-- I promise.

What can I do?

Ehh, you know, uh-- No, it's not possible.

-What?

Ndira, just tell us. Tell us.

Who knows?
He still works in mysterious ways, abi?

-What?

Do you by any chance know anybody
that has two invites to the party?

-Just two.
-Anybody decent and kind enough

to grant a dying woman her last wish?

Do you? Amira, do you know anybody?

You're right, Ndira.
I don't know anybody like that.

Dere.

Do you know anybody?

Do you know anybody?

Yes.

Yes, I do.

She was heartbroken. I've never
seen Ndira like that before, Joke.

Hmm.
And this is the first you've heard of it?

Sounds kind of sudden and convenient.

You should have been there, Joke.

I mean, that would explain a lot.

Wow. I didn't see that coming.

Anyway. We'll work something out.

Even if it means
me smuggling you into that party.

It's like a sign, Joke.

It's like everything
is against us meeting.

Maybe I should just take a hint.
Maybe it wasn't meant to be.

Or maybe it is.

Or maybe it's just bad spirits
that can't stand

the thought of two people being together.

-Now that would be a thought.

All right. See you soon.

Bye.

Yo, man!

Hey!

-Whoa!
-We're about to turn up tonight.

Okay, you can drop it there.

-Wow.
-Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Chop it, man.

Thank you. Thank you very much.
Take it easy.

It looks like you guys
are about to turn my office space

to the backstage of a fashion show.

Guy, I'm not braving through traffic
just to wear normal party clothes.

Um, excuse me, Usman, why are you talking

as if that wasn't
part of the plan all along?

Uh, this was part of the plan all along?
Really?

But come on, guys.

You know what they say
about great minds thinking alike.

Oh, okay.
Chichi, what time do I have to be there?

Um, you can just put up an appearance
before 9:00,

although the party would have been
in full swing before then.

Okay, how long do I have to stay?

Just long enough to have a few pictures

in a few good papers
dancing with good prospects.

Mofe, please, just go there tonight
and pick a damn trophy wife.

Gosh! Is that so difficult?

Why does everyone keep calling
my prospective bride a trophy wife?

You know what?

You're right. I think it should be
the other way around.

-You are the trophy husband.

Okay, come on, guys.

Let's do this.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you,

the elusive, eligible bachelor,
Mofe Clark Jr,

who's about to be serenaded live
and direct

by a screaming horde of barracudas.

Usman, why do you talk about women
with such little respect?

Oh, because I have seen the damage
you women can do.

Oh, you think I don't know
your monopoly of pain?

-Oh, and you think--
-Hey, guys! Guys, guys, guys.

You know, this your age-old battle
won't end tonight. Hmm?

So why don't you put the daggers aside
and pretend to be enjoying the party

for at least an hour or two, okay?

Usman.

Anyway, guys, listen.

Um, Mofe, by the way, I think
you should come over to my house tonight.

Oh, no. I don't intend to take anyone
back home tonight.

No. Do you know the amount of press
that's going to be at your house tonight?

I'm trying to help you here.

Mofe, I think he has a point.

-Fine.
-And you should get ready.

I think you'll be giving
a small speech tonight.

Speech?

What speech?

Speech?
I'm sorry, I've never heard of that.

What's happening, Usman?

Guys, guys.

This is an opportunity for us to present
the social-responsibility initiative.

There are gonna be
lots of potential donors.

-Usman.
-Yes?

No.

No?

I-- Do you know how much
you can raise in one night?

-Usman!
-One night!

I said no!

Come on!

Usman, you should have run it by me first.

Huh.

Okay, um...

I'm sorry.

-I just thought I should support--
-No, it's fine.

In fact, actually, I am sorry.

I just didn't know
this was really very personal for you.

You know, that is one thing
I keep away from the press.

It's fine.

Because, I mean, if we try to put it
through scrutiny, it would look like I--

Mofe, it's fine. I say I understand.

Okay.

But as you guys know,
we live in reinforced glass houses, right?

So everything we do
is basically under a microscope.

It comes with the territory.

-You either love it or hate it.
-And you, Usman...

which side of the fence do you like?

Oh, I hate it.

I hate it so much.

But you know what?
I have grown to love the hatred.

Sorry, Mum.
I know I haven't been very talkative

the last few times I've been here.

I really wanted to go back to the UK,
but I can't now.

Just found out
that Dad's new wife is dying.

So, I can't leave him now, can I?

I don't go to church anymore.

I don't pray. I don't sing.

Someone said it's grief
and that it will pass.

I have been writing though.

And I'm working with some young people
on this amazing project, so that's good.

I don't think I'll be meeting my prince
after all though.

I had to give my invitations
to Ndira and Amira.

I really wanted to go to that ball, Mum.

Hello, Dere.

Aunty Faith.

How have you been?
I haven't seen you around lately.

Oh, I've seen you come and go.

Ah, but you don't spend as much time here
as you used to.

And by the time my old, aching legs
get me here, you're gone.

-I'm sorry.
-For what?

-I don't know.

-How are you, Dere?
-Better.

Oh, yes. I can see the sun peeping out
from behind the clouds.

-I really miss her.
-I know.

No one can love me like she could.

No one can even--

I know. No one should even try.
But it doesn't mean

that other loves cannot be
equally fruitful and satisfying.

Hmm. And anyway, you have to go
and get ready for the party.

Oh, I'm not going to the party.

How do you know about the party?

Hmm. You can't keep secrets around here.

Well, I can't go.
I don't have an invitation card.

Ah, never mind.
You still have to get ready, and quickly.

No, you don't understand, Aunty Faith.
I gave my cards away.

So what?

Go and get ready for the party.

Why aren't you listening to me?

Why aren't you listening to me?

Okay.

I don't have a dress,
and I'm not ready at all.

Go home, Dere.

Go and have a good shower
and put on some makeup.

And that perfume that you've been saving
for a special occasion?

Put some of that on.

Okay, but there's still the issue
of the invitation card.

Ah, go home, Dere, go home.

Everything is going to be all right.

Go and have a good time at the party.
Dance all night long. All night!

Okay.

Hey! There is nothing that says one of you
will not bring Mofe Clark's ring tonight.

Thank you, Mummy.

You girls are absolutely gorgeous.

-Thanks, Daddy.

But, wait-o, my darlings.

You see, tonight, there will be
a lot of girls throwing themselves at him.

Uh, don't worry.
That's only for a short while, hmm?

You know what I want for the two of you?

I want you to be
at the edge of his awareness.

To be elusive and to be
full of promising possibilities.

Do you understand?

-Okay.
-Yes, Mummy.

Peju, you never cease to amaze me.

Ah! Otunba, don't try me-o.

I may not have gone
to the best university,

but I have learned a lot in this life.
Life has taught me lots.

That was, you know-- That was well put.

-And very wise.

Ah, thank you, Otunba.

Um, but wait. Where is Dere?

Oh, Dere. Don't worry about Dere.
I'll handle her myself.

Ehh? Uh, okay.

Oya, let's go. Hey!

-Bye, Daddy.
-Have a nice time.

What a beauty!

Otunba, if I had gone to that ball. Hey!
I would do...

-You know what that is?
-No.

Oh, you can't dab.

Come in.

Hey, Dere.

-Are you all right?
-Yes, I'm fine.

I heard what you did for your sisters.

-Uh, who told you?

Joke. I like that girl.

I like her too, but Joke has a big mouth.

No, I think she has bigger love for you.

Guess what, I have a present for you.

-What?
-Um... yeah.

-Is-- Is this?
-Yeah.

You know, I guess since Joke got two cards
using my name, I just...

I thought I'd just ask for another one.

I don't believe it.

There you go.

Now, this other matter of, um...

What will you wear?
Your makeup, your hair?

Hmm?

-Yeah?
-I need to call Joke.

She told me she would sort it out,
but I told her not to bother.

And now she's not picking up.

-You can maybe, um...
-Find something to wear.

I have nothing to wear!

Come in!

Aunty Dere, please come, abeg.

Wait, hang on.

What did you say
was the name of your friend again?

-Aunty Faith.
-Wow.

Sir? Sir, there is another
surprise waiting outside the door.

Huh?

-Really?
-Yes.

Let's go, Daddy.

Mr. Mofe! Mr. Mofe!

-Good evening.
-I'm sorry. Mr. Mofe will be granting--

But, Mr. Mofe, the rumor is that you're
on the hunt for a missus. Can you comment?

Every bachelor is always
in search of a soul mate.

But the rumor is that the future of BGI

rests on you finding that soul mate.
Care to comment?

You see, BGI is an international business,

but we're not here to discuss business.
We're here to have a good time.

Oh.

-But, Mr. Mofe--
-I will sure save you the last dance.

-Just one last question.
-That will be all.

Yes, Mofe, it's me!
I'm the one you're looking for!

-Mofe, I love you!
-Excuse me. Get ahold of yourself.

-Mofe, I love you!
-Get ahold of yourself!

-Amira.
-What?

We need to review our strategy.
The competition is tough.

I know, right?

Amira, will you stop
taking selfies already?

We need to find a way
to get our man's attention.

Our man!

My man!

Chichi, I'm bored already.

No, give it some time, boss.

People are beginning to enjoy themselves.

-And...

Bro, come on.
Look at all these women here.

-Excuse me.
-Hi!

-Mofe Clark, what a pleasure.
-Oh, hi.

My name is Ndira.

-Ndira Adami.
-Nice to meet you.

Hi, Mofe. My name is Amira, and you've got
such a wonderful party here.

Excuse me. Excuse me. One moment.

That's rude. Who does he think he is?

Only the most eligible bachelor in town.

Game on, sis. Bring it on.

Oh, no. You, bring it on.

Joke, I'll take pictures and post them up,

although I think the whole world
is doing that already.

No, I haven't seen him yet.

Eh, Joke? I can't do that.

I'm lucky black people don't blush.

I'm not making any promises, okay?

Okay. Okay, bye.

You know,
that's one of my favorite pastimes.

What, sneaking up on people?

Oh, sorry. I...

You seemed so engrossed in the call.
I didn't want to break the spell.

So, do you come here often?

I beg your pardon?

It was a joke.

No, I was just--

Oh! A joke.

Okay, I tell you what.
Let's start this all over again.

Okay.

No, I meant you go back
to what you're doing before.

-Oh, okay.
-Yeah.

People watching
is my favorite pastime too.

You are staring.

No, I was doing
exactly what you were doing.

No, you were staring.

In fact, that's your jaw on the floor.
You really should pick it up.

Nice, that was a joke. Okay.

Um, you got me again.
And it doesn't happen too often.

You just seem so serious.

I'm sorry. It's been
an intense night, and I'm a bit uptight.

Mofe Clark.

Atinuke.

"Atinuke"?

That's a beautiful name.

Thank you.

You're staring again.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Have we met before?

No. I would have recognized the jaw.

Why?

Well, um...

I haven't just seen anyone like you, so...

Oh, that's a tired line, Mofe.

You can do much better than that.

No, it's just I--

Okay, look. I'm not usually...

Did someone put you up to this?

Usman? Or Chichi?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Um, well, I'm Mofe Clark, and...

What fragrance are you wearing?

Um, it's a fragrance
I've saved for special occasions.

So, is this a special occasion?

I don't know. Is it?

Um, can I get you something to eat?
A drink?

We have-- It's like a buffet spread out.

We have dishes from different nooks
and corners from Nigeria

and a little of international selection.

-Sounds great.
-Right.

-Yo!
-Uh-- Why don't we just get it ourselves?

Okay.

We'll do just that.

One moment, please. Excuse me.

Yeah, hello, Chichi.

Yeah, do we still have the private buffet?

Okay, um, I'll want some privacy.

There's someone I would like you to meet.

Who's gonna wait for Africa to get ready,
to wipe its own butt?

That's a revisionist perspective.

Every major power has had
its own teething and...

What do you think?

I think you know what I think.

Is it that obvious?

Yes.

Thank you.

I really didn't mean
to bite Usman's head off.

Ah, Usman lives for a challenge,
and you gave him one.

Atinuke.

Um...

You're very beautiful.

Thank you.

I'm sorry. I'm not this elegant.

No, you're not.

Well, I was hoping for some anonymity.

That is not possible.

Your reputation precedes you.

You don't have to believe
everything you read

in the blogs, magazines, newspapers.

I generally don't.

I'm glad to hear that.

Although, it could be argued that

those with such visibility
as you seem to have

should probably not be so generous
with their affections.

Ohh, nice.

-Good one, right?
-Very good.

What do you think?

Why does everyone keep asking me questions
they have the answers to?

Yeah, right.

But I get to be the best man, right?

Yes.

What?

Are you okay?

Well, I didn't think
it was gonna happen this fast.

I mean, I knew something was gonna happen
at some point,

but I didn't think
it was gonna be this fast.

Who is she?

Give me 48 hours,

and I'll tell you everything
you need to know

about our little princess.

You know,
I feel like I've known you for a while.

Perhaps in someone's dream,

someone's memory.

-I--
-You don't know me that well.

And my life is an open gossip rag.

But, honestly...

the thought of spending the rest
of my life with just one person forever...

Just impossible.

Not until I met you.

And now I...

I can't let you out of my sight.

You're not signing up for stalker classes,
are you?

Why would I? Hmm?

Hey, what's going on?

Thank you.
Sorry, excuse me for a moment.

Shoo-shoosh.

Amira, the rumor is Mofe is with a girl.

A one-night snack now?

Abi, is it serious?

I don't know,
but they say he's been with her all night.

What kind of maneuver is this?

Where did the babe come from, sef?

-That's anybody's guess.

You know what?
I think we better go find them.

At least let's gauge the competition.

Mum will not be happy about this at all.
No. She won't be happy--

Eh, more of the reason
we need to act very fast.

-Come, let's go find them.

Excuse me.

-Atinuke, I--
-Yeah?

Oh, Amira, shut up.

Don't tell me to shut up.

Indy, me, I'm not going
back to the house tonight-o.

Well, Mummy's finding out sooner or later.

She already sent me 12 text messages,
and I haven't replied to any of them yet.

I promised Dere
I was going to send her some selfies.

Why do you want to do that?

To rub her face in what she's missing.

Mmm.

Ah, Indy, you're bad!

You know, if I didn't know you,
I would have totally bought it myself.

Man, I fear you! See how you switch
when she came in with the water.

Ah! But I told you.
It'll be like taking...

-Sweets from a baby!

Oh, but, you, that you're talking.

You didn't even need a script
to get into character.

Amira!

You know I've always loved role-play.

Oh, goodness, Dere.

If I didn't know
that girl is really intelligent,

I swear, I would tell you she's a mumu.

Maybe she's an intelligent "mumu."

But how could she believe Mummy's dying?

Is that not why I keep telling you
that she's a first-class idiot?

Ndira-dira. Ndi-di-ra-ra.

Oya, tell me.

Have you spoken to someone about this
pathological hatred you have for the girl?

-Amira, I do not hate Dere.
-Sorry.

She's too pathetic for me
to waste my hate on.

Anyways, I pity her, sha.

She has absolutely no idea
what's going on around her.

I'm telling you, totally clueless.

"Excuse me while I blunder through life.

I'm the first person
who's ever lost their mother."

That girl went to a private school
in the UK.

She graduated from one
of the best universities in the world,

and she's still so stupid.

What more does she want from life? Idiot!

What does she?

If we cannot bag this Mofe fellow,

the least we can do
is enjoy his hospitality.

-Tequila!
-All right, girl.

Ibrahim, where are you?

Oya, I'm ready to go. Let's go.

I'm ready. Let's go.

I don't know how "no camera"
is so much of a hard word.

-We can't keep doing this.
-Yo, guys. Have you seen Atinuke?

She just picked up her purse and left.

What?

-Grab his camera.
-Yes, ma'am.

Take him up there. I'll be right there.

Yo!

-Mofe.

-Chichi!
-Yeah?

Find her.

Hello. Nice earrings.

Thank you.

So, spill. How did it go?

Lower your voice.

Your stepsisters don't know you went?

No, and I want to keep it that way.

You're right about them, Joke.

I'm sorry, Dere. I wish I wasn't.

They don't care about me.

All this time, I really thought
we were going to be a family.

Mmm. So, what are you going to do?

-Nothing.
-Nothing?

Nothing.

Now I know something
they don't know I know,

and I'm going to hold that knowledge
until the time is right.

That's my girl.

Hmm. All right.

-Tracks.
-Really?

-Yeah?
-Moving.

And they moved from where?

What's happening? Otunba!

-Otunba?

Otunba. Hey! Otunba!

Otunba! Otunba!

Otunba!

What? You kissed him?

You're living a fairy tale, girl!

-You're--
-Shh.

Okay, so when are you guys meeting up?

-I don't know.
-What do you mean?

When I heard what my sisters said,
I was so upset, and I left.

Without even exchanging numbers?

Yeah, but it's not like I don't know
where to find him.

Okay, he knows your name.
He knows everything about you, right?

I don't know.

I don't understand you, Dere.

You have everything you've always wanted
in your grasp

and you're telling me you don't know?

Joke.

Last night was...

magical.

But now...

in the harsh light of reality...

I don't know.

Ah, I don't understand.

I thought it didn't matter.

All the women,
all the broken hearts all over the place.

I thought it didn't matter.

But it does.

I love him, Joke.

-I know.
-With every fiber in my being, but...

there has to be more to him
than just being a pretty, rich kid.

Hello. Good afternoon, Mr. Okoli.

What?

Okay.

What's wrong?

It's Dad.

What's happened?

-I think he had a heart attack.
-What?

He'll be fine.

Nothing will happen to him.

They wouldn't let me see him.
I wanted just to see him.

They medically induced a coma
to help prevent any damage to his brain.

He can't die.

I can't lose him, Joke.

He won't die.

He can't die.

He'll be fine.

Dere.

Oga is in hospital, Mr. Fabrice.

I-- I hope it's not serious.

It's serious.

So pray.

Where's madame?

I-- She went out since morning.
I haven't seen her.

I think you should try calling her again.

Don't worry, Mofe. We'll find her, okay?