All language subtitles for King of Boys - The Return of the King - S01E02 - A Wounded Lion Is Still A Lion .en

[man on TV] And it'll be the largest
gathering of the children of God

on this side of the world.

[Sade on TV] Hm! I can see that.

Now, Reverend, uh,

you are expecting
150,000 people...

One hundred and sixty thousand.

One hundred and sixty
thousand children of God

are being expected for
this year's crusade.

One hundred and sixty
thousand people!

That's impressive.

[laughing in agreement]

- To the glory of God.
- [chuckles]

In spite of all that is
happening in this country,

the children of
God are still eager

to just bask in his presence.

[chuckles]

Now to the question

everyone wants answered.

Reverend, your church
holds the largest following

of any denomination
in the country.

You are seen as the moral
compass of this nation.

And your followers hold on
to every single word you say.

Now, an endorsement
from you would be

any politician's most
prized possession right now.

Can we be expecting an
announcement from you?

Who will Reverend Ifeanyi
be supporting for president?

For governor even?

I know you're itching
to let us know,

so please do not worry,
we won't hold you back.

God

is not a god of politics.

[sighs]

And neither am I.

I only urge

the children of God

to vote with their conscience.

And I really do wish all
the candidates the very best

in the coming elections.

[both chuckling]

Reverend,

you are a hard one to break.

But I do respect your decision.

Thank you so much for
coming on the show.

[Ifeanyi] Thank you.
[in Igbo] God bless you.

- [Sade in English] Um, thank you, sir.
- [chuckles] God bless you.

[man] You are mad!
You are very stupid!

Get out of my office.
I said, get out!

- [Dapo] Hear me out, please!
- [man] Go!

All I need is just ten
minutes, please, just ten.

You have five.

Sir, this is a big story.

Is it dangerous?

Yes.

But, sir, we can't be afraid
to publish this story. Please!

- Listen, Dapo.
- Sir.

You're a great reporter.

- One of the best I have ever worked with.
- Thank you, sir.

But this is career suicide.

I'm in enough trouble with
the newspaper already. Look!

A lot of the staff have
not been paid for months.

I… I'm just barely managing to
keep the lights on in this place.

People don't read
the paper anymore.

Huh?

They prefer
sensationalism to facts.

They carry their
phone and… pa-pa-pa,

they're getting their cropped
news from Twitter, "Instaman"

or whatever you call
that stupid thing.

Instagram, sir.

- You say?
- Nothing, sir.

What I'm trying to tell you

is that this paper is broke.

When I am eventually forced

to turn off the
lights in this place,

I want to be able to do so
with some dignity, Dapo.

- Dignity?
- Yes!

Sir, with all due respect,

where is the dignity
in keeping quiet

while the masses face
unspeakable atrocities?

Those people who can't
speak for themselves.

While the people in power,

all they do is pillage, rape
and destroy this country.

And what do we do?

We turn the other cheek.

Sir, nobody is bold enough to
stand up for what is right.

[chuckles]

This country has
so much potential.

And what do we do?

We do nothing with it.

Sir,

as members of the press,

it is our duty as the
conscience of the people

to stand up and speak
for what is right.

For the truth.

But if you're not ready to do
anything about it, then… [huffs]

May as well just turn out the lights,
close the doors and retire early.

- Dapo.
- Sir.

[sighs deeply]

Even if this is true…

If everything you have is true.

Why?

No, why would the president of
the Federal Republic of Nigeria

involve himself in
this kind of mess?

Sir, that's what I've been
trying to show you, sir.

This is what I've collected.

Just take a look.

[exclaims]

[exclaims]

[huffs]

Subhanallah!

- That's what I'm talking about.
- Dapo.

That's what I'm
trying to tell you.

Think about it.

[exhales]

Who was this man
before the elections?

He was a nobody, running with
a very unpopular fringe party.

He was barely racking up
single numbers at the polls.

I mean, he hardly stood a chance
of competing, talk less of winning.

Then elections come
up, and then boom!

He wins by a landslide.

How, sir?

How?

[chuckles]

Okay.

- Dapo.
- Sir.

So…

Pff… No.

What you're trying to tell me

is…

In exchange

for being able to
return a free woman,

Alhaja Salami manipulated
the elections?

- Yes, sir.
- In his favor.

Yes, sir.

Ah.

[laughs]

- From the US?
- Yes, sir.

I can feel it in my gut.

And you always taught me to
follow my gut feeling, sir.

Look at this.

[exclaims]

Sir,

we are on the cusp

of uncovering the biggest political
story in Nigeria's history.

This is it.

Sir, this is the story.

This is true journalism.

- Dapo.
- Sir.

This your source?

Do you trust him?

With my life, sir.

[sighs]

If we're going to do this,

risking both our personal
and professional lives…

- Yes, sir.
- We have to cover our asses.

And we will, sir.

With real undisputed evidence.

Yes, sir, we will.

Every fact has to add up.

It will, sir.

I promise.

[dramatic music playing]

Our lives may depend on it.

Yes, sir.

[sighs deeply]

This…

This could bring down
an entire government.

And us with it.

I won't let you down, sir.

God help us.

God help us all.

[secretary] Reverend Ifeanyi will
see you now, Ma. Please do come in.

You're welcome, Ma.
Please have a seat here.

- [Ifeanyi] Ah!
- [chuckles]

[Ifeanyi] Madam Salami.

[Eniola chuckles]

[Ifeanyi] Please.

[Eniola] Thank you.

Thank you.

- Mr. Fashina.
- [chuckles] Thank you, sir.

[Ifeanyi] Good. Now,

can I offer you anything?

- Coffee?
- [Eniola] Not at all, sir.

- Nothing.
- Biscuit...

Nothing. Thank you
very much, Reverend.

Nothing.

[Ifeanyi chuckles]

Okay! Doris, that'll
be all for now.

Yes, sir.

Okay!

So,

how can I help you today?

[chuckling] Yes,
sir, Reverend, um…

[clears throat] Well, our
visit here today is, um,

is still in regards to the
discussion we had before.

I… I know that you have
your reservations, but, um,

that's why I brought
Alhaja Eniola Salami,

in person, [chuckles]
to come and see you.

So, perhaps, I hope that
you would reconsider our...

- Mr. Fashina.
- Sir.

- We talked about this.
- [chuckles] Yes, sir.

- Numerous times.
- Yes, sir.

And I, in no uncertain terms, told
you that this is not possible.

But, sir...

I truly do not understand why

you insist on embarrassing
yourself like this.

Look, if this is all you came here to
talk about, then I'm sorry, this is...

- Um, Mr. Fashina.
- Ma?

Can you step outside, please?

I would like to speak
with the reverend alone.

Get out!

Okay, Ma. I'll be right outside.

[muttering]

Alhaja Salami.

- I do not want to embarrass you as well...
- Reverend!

[laughs]

I would like to make a
donation to your church…

For all the incredible work

you've been doing.

[chuckles]

[both laughing]

[in Yoruba] Thief!

Look at his nose, shaped
like a woman's high heel.

The moment he heard money, his
ears shot up like that of a rabbit.

Rubbish!

- [in English] Alhaja Salami.
- Yes.

You don't know how
many desperate lives

will be affected
by your generosity.

- It is nothing, absolutely nothing.
- Yeah?

Okay!

So…

- We have a deal?
- Of course we do.

- Let me drop this in immediately.
- [laughs] Okay.

Doris, please come.

Maybe we should
bring in Mr. Fashina,

so that he can start to…

Work out the details.

You called, sir?

- [Eniola] Yes.
- What details?

Of the announcement.

Announcement?

- Doris, just hold on a second.
- All right, sir.

What announcement?

[scoffs] Reverend,

my endorsement.

[sighs]

Alhaja Salami.

Yes.

I thought I made myself
crystal clear earlier.

But I'll repeat myself again
to eliminate all doubts.

There is nothing under the sun

that will make me endorse you.

Or any other candidate,
for that matter.

[in Yoruba] Jesus Christ!

You see?

I told you so!

[in English] Would you
want this back, Madam?

Alhaja Salami!

Thank you for your
magnanimous generosity.

[laughing]

- Doris.
- Sir.

- Pay this in immediately.
- Okay, sir.

Alhaja!

[claps] If that'll be all,

I would like to thank for
coming. Thank you so much.

[laughing]

Alhaja!

One more thing, if I may.

My spirit tells me
that you are troubled.

And I'm not talking
about the elections.

Have you thought about
where your soul will end up

when you are finally released

from the shackles of
your earthly body?

[in Yoruba] What is this?

What nonsense are
you talking about?

Are you crazy?

[in English] Alhaja Salami,

I have heard a lot about you.

You will forgive me because
your reputation precedes you.

[clock ticking]

I would have thought that
the redemption of your soul

will be more important than
any position in government.

The real question is

would you make God's government
when your time comes?

I am not asking you to
give me an answer now.

I just want to let you know

that if you ever want to talk…

If you want to make peace

with God,

I'm here.

In the meantime,

remember,

God loves you.

Mm?

[in Igbo] God bless you.

[Odudubariba chuckles]

I knew you would come
around eventually.

But I want you to say it.

You are the only
king I now recognize.

[Odudubariba] Mm-hm.

And my loyalty rests
solely with you.

You see, here, we
don't bear grudges,

unlike that woman.

I receive everyone
with an open arm.

- Thank you, Odudubariba.
- Ah, ah. [Chuckles]

Don't be in a hurry to get up.

This sight is so magnificent.

Allow me to enjoy it
just a little bit longer.

Hmm…

[Eniola shouting] I have never
been so embarrassed in my life!

Never!

[breathing heavily]

What?

Madam, I'm sorry.

I thought that he would fold
if he saw you in person.

[in Yoruba] What an insult.

What an insult on me…

[in English] Eniola
Salami, what is this?

My people are looking for
a suitable replacement.

Suitable replacement?

Will that replace the
insult I received today?

- [in Yoruba] It's nonsense!
- Oba.

[in English] What?

[indistinct whispering]

Are you sure?

I have it under strict
intelligence. He has defected.

Give me the order, Oba.

I can have it sorted
within the hour.

Just give me the order.

Give him the damn order!

[in Yoruba] Deal with him!

Wipe out that disloyal
cockroach and his entire family.

Then put his head on an
electric pole and burn it.

[in English] Let them pick
up their ashes from there.

[in Yoruba] They'll be
believers in no time!

- [in English] Stand down.
- Oba?

[shouts] I said stand down!

Excuse me.

Show me the new posters!

Okay, Ma.

[laughter]

- [woman] …we're with the machine.
- [Mgbada] Odogwu.

- Hey!
- Odogwu!

- [in Igbo] My people.
- Odogwu one.

Hey!

My own people.

What's happening in town?

You know what they used
to call me in Malaysia?

- What was it, Odogwu?
- It's "Stick Shift," my guy.

- [in English] Stick Shift.
- Yeah!

You know?

[in Igbo] When we get to my
place, I'll show you why.

I'll show you.

You, I'll give you
gears one to three.

[all] Yeah!

Then you'll get
gears three to five!

[laughing]

Then, we add some
of your friends,

and then switch to
automatic for all of you.

Yeah? Yes.

[laughing]

[laughter stops]

- Doggy.
- Sir!

Isn't that one of our cars?

Yes.

What's going on?

Wait, let's find
out what's going on.

You follow. Cover, Onye-nche.

[in Pidgin] What are you doing
to my car? Are you crazy?

Move away!

[Doggy] Hey!

Who did this? I
said, who did this?

- Hey!
- Are you all mad? Who did this?

- [Doggy] Hey!
- [in Igbo] What is it?

[in Pidgin] Who did this? Who
did this? Can't you all speak?

[Mgbada in Igbo] Who
did it? Come out.

- [Doggy yells]
- What?

[Doggy groans]

What kind of mind would
do this? Who did this?

- [Doggy grunts]
- [Odogwu] Who would do this?

[grunting continues]

[ethereal music playing]

Alhaja Salami…

I must say that I was rather
surprised when you called.

Shall we begin?

[celebratory singing]

[Eniola] Thank you.
Thank you very much.

[crowd cheering]

Thank you very much.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you very much.

[clamoring]

[in Yoruba] Well done. I hope your goods
are moving smoothly. Well, that is good.

Madam, well done.

- [woman] Alhaja Salami!
- [Eniola] Thank you.

[in English] Okay, thank you.

Who is that woman?

[phone vibrating]

Margret Nwachukwu.

She's a widow.

Three daughters, they go to
school and work at this stall.

What's the name of
her first daughter?

Nkechi.

[mouths] Excuse me.

Mama Nkechi!

- [in Pidgin] Hey!
- Welcome.

Really? You're enjoying your
lunch and didn't even invite me?

Auntie, you wouldn't
eat this kind of food.

How do you know?

- It'll run your belly!
- Could I have some?

- Or did you eat it all?
- There's still some left.

Yes, so let's share!

[spluttering]

No, don't give it to me.
We'll each grab one end…

And split that piece. Good.

I got the bigger piece!

[rhythmic drums beating]

[in Yoruba] ♪ Greetings
from Jumoke Randle ♪

♪ She wants you to be
rich And bear children ♪

♪ She wants your
business to prosper ♪

♪ Lagos State is great ♪

♪ But it can get even better… ♪

[drumbeat continues]

[in English] What is
the meaning of this?

If you knew she was coming,
why did you bring us?

In the first lady's itinerary,
she's not supposed to be here today.

She's not.

[reporter] Mrs. Randle, do you think
your husband is intimidated at all

by Alhaja Eniola Salami's
role in this community?

Why should we be?

Remember, Governor Randle is
not just the head of this state

but also a committed husband

and a father to our
children, a family man.

If this shows anything,

it shows structure,

and he will always be committed

to the betterment of Lagos
State and its wonderful people.

[reporter] Are you saying Alhaja
Salami is a less qualified candidate

as she's unmarried
and without children?

All I'm saying is
that we are Nigerians

and our values are stocked in
deep-rooted history and culture,

and we must never forget them.

The people of this great state should
be concerned about handing over Lagos

to a flighty person with no
home structure whatsoever

and no one that anyone knows
she's personally committed to.

- [in Pidgin] Bro, what's up?
- I'm good, how are you?

I'm good, aren't
you going to eat?

Mama Bose has buzzed me that
hot amala is ready. Hot amala!

No worries. I'm fine, man.

- Oh, bro, are you sure?
- Of course.

- All right. I'll be on my way.
- Thanks, no problem.

[groans]

Jeez.

[in English] It's
just not my day.

Give me something!

- [in Pidgin] Boss!
- Hey.

- Akpan, what's up?
- Someone just dropped this for you, sir.

Who?

He didn't leave a name, sir.

Akpan, how many
times have I told you

to always get a name
along with any delivery?

Don't be angry, sir. I asked for
his name but he didn't answer.

- I'm sorry, sir.
- No, it's fine. No problem.

- How's your family?
- They're fine, sir.

[chuckles]

[in English] Weirdo.

[singing continues in Yoruba]

[Mr. Fashina] Madam!

- Madam!
- Mr. Fashina.

What do you think you are
doing? [repeats in Yoruba]

I hired you to make me governor.

If you can't do it, get
the hell out of my sight!

- And let me get someone who can!
- Sorry.

It was an unfortunate incident.
It'll never happen again.

Hey!

Where do you think you're
going? [repeats in Yoruba]

Go and ride with my security.

[in Yoruba] Dressed
up like a cricket.

[in English] Let's move.

[sirens wailing]

[children's program on TV]

- [growls]
- [squealing]

- Daddy!
- My boys! My boys!

Don't… Don't strangle me! Oh…

[in Igbo] If you kill me, who'll
buy you chocolate and toys?

[in English] How
are you, my boys?

Sit down. Sit down.

What are you doing, Kelechi?

You're drawing Spider-Man
instead of doing your homework.

That's your friend.

Your father has a lot of friends,
but Spider-Man is not one of them.

He's not Spider-Man, he
said he was your friend.

"He said"?

He came to our playground after
school and was asking about you.

He came to your school?
What did he say?

He said that I should greet you
and he said that he is back.

Back from where?
What is his name?

He gave us chocolate. I said
no, but Kelechi took it.

- Shut up!
- So you're taking things from strangers.

Kelechi? Huh? After
everything I taught you boys.

- But he said he was your friend.
- Which friend? What's his name?

[woman] What's
with all the noise?

Oh…

- [in Igbo] My heart, welcome.
- Don't "welcome" me.

[in English] Why were you late
to pick up the kids from school?

[in Igbo] My heart…

- [in English] We had a flat tire.
- Flat tire?

People are going to their school,
questioning these children.

You can ask the driver
and the bodyguards.

[in Igbo] Hurry!

[in English] Time for bed. I don't
want to hear, "Mom, I'm tired."

Let's go.

- [Kelechi] Because of you, Daddy is angry.
- It's okay. Let's go.

Let's go, let's go.

[suspenseful music playing]

[woman sighs]

[Eniola] Towel.

[laughing]

[in Yoruba] Don't
worry. This is my home.

[laughs]

- Hm.
- [exclaims]

Hey, this is my home.

[laughs]

- Thanks for being gracious.
- No, thank you for hosting me.

I really enjoyed my
meal. It was delicious.

[chuckles] Thank you.

After what happened today,

I wouldn't expect you'd even drink water
in my home, much less dine with me.

- Why wouldn't I? Why would you say that?
- [exclaims]

It's not like we just met today.

After all, we're old friends.

- Nothing will come between us.
- Amen.

Thank you.

[in English] But…

I was very surprised today.

Mm?

[in Yoruba] You know I'm
very frank in my dealings.

That's why I was
hurt and embarrassed

by what happened at the market.

Rubbish! This one is
just toying with you.

Remind her of all
you've done for her!

Remind her of the enormous
debt she owes you!

[Ifeanyi] That's
enough, Mrs. Randle.

You spoil me.

[Jumoke] Nonsense, Reverend.

You're a special
guest in our home.

["Pachelbel's Canon" playing]

- Wine?
- Oh, yes, please.

If it was good enough
for our good Lord,

it is certainly
good enough for me.

[laughing]

My husband and I were commenting
that we haven't seen you

in our home in a while.

I hope there's no problem.

None at all.

You see, matters of the Lord
tend to take over your time.

But we do this work not
for earthly satisfaction,

but for heavenly rewards.

Hopefully, the donation we
made last week to the church

would help alleviate
the heavy workload.

As usual, you and your
husband, you're very generous.

God bless you.

[gasps]

[exclaims]

[in Yoruba] Iya Oloja,

death and sickness will
never know your daughter.

- [in English] How is your girl?
- Ah.

How is your daughter?

Hmm…

- [in Yoruba] She's fine.
- Mm?

She's in America nursing
her second child.

[gasps]

Praise be to God.

- Mm.
- [exclaims]

I'm so glad I was able to assist
with her problem… ba-ba-ba…

When you ran to me,
desperate for help that time.

And I thank God for giving me the
grace and wisdom to solve the problem.

- Mm.
- Ah!

As I was saying, Iya Oloja,

[clicks tongue]
what happened today…

Was extremely embarrassing

to me and my people.

Worst of all,

so many press people
were there to see it.

From print, to TV,
to radio… All there.

It's already all over the
news. You must have seen it.

No, I haven't. I don't
watch TV that much anymore.

- Why not?
- Ah…

It's this cataract.
It bothers me.

What happened to your eyes?

Maybe I'll get them checked.

Ah!

Oh? [Laughs]

[clears throat]

[clears throat]

[in English] Reverend,

as you know, I am back in the race
to retain my seat as governor.

And, uh,

well, we wanted to make sure

that we had the full support of both
you and the church at this time.

Of course.

Of course, sir.

You will always have my support.

You and your family are
always in my prayers.

I best be going,

before it's too late.

Eniola!

[in Yoruba] We're not as
young as we used to be.

Let me tell you,

my position is now threatened by
one small girl from a rich family.

Impossible!

I have to make smart choices.

I cannot afford to
lose my position.

I simply did what you
would have in my shoes.

I pitched my tent with
the highest bidder.

[clock ticking]

So your loyalty is for sale?

- You said that, not me.
- [chuckles]

Your loyalty was open for bids.

So

[in English] the Randles
have your backing.

[Jumoke] Reverend Ifeanyi.

I'll not insult you by
beating around the bush.

While we appreciate your
prayers, thank you by the way,

we were expecting, hoping for
a little bit more this time.

We all know your reservation

about explicitly endorsing a
candidate for the elections.

We're hoping for an exception.

Your excellency, Madam,

what kind of man will I be if I
were to turn away from my principles

when it concerns
special ones like you?

[Ifeanyi laughs]

So what about an
indirect endorsement?

His excellency and I will
attend your church service.

We'll leak our schedule
to the press, of course.

And during your service, you'll
spot Tunde in the congregation,

you'll call him up
to the altar to pray.

There will be no official
statement from my camp.

Give us this photo op.

Tunde at the altar,

on his knees,

and you laying
your hands on him.

[in Yoruba] You of all people know
Randle isn't high on the food chain.

He just happens to have
powerful people backing him.

You know the real candidate is
never the face on the ticket.

Ah-ha!

Is something wrong?

Your expression has changed.

Have you lost your mind?

Eh?

Are you all right?

Do you understand the nonsense
spewing from your mouth?

Do you understand the
nonsense you're saying?

Iya Oloja, I can't believe this!

Anyway, they say, "The
water a fish swims in…".

"Is the water that cooks it."

Iya Oloja…

You do this to me?

You opened your mouth wide and
dared to call me by my given name!

Are you possessed? Would you
have dared do that before?

Are you talking to me?

[chuckles]

[in English] Your
excellency, Madam. Look!

My hands are tied.

Mm?

The church…

The church frowns on any kind of
political affiliations whatsoever.

But you're both welcome
to attend service.

I'll give his excellency the
respect of recognizing his presence.

But I cannot call him to the
altar for laying of hands.

[in Yoruba] I've
entertained you this long

because we have history.

Now listen, and listen good.

I won't help you any longer.

Aminat.

Ma!

- Are you okay in the head?
- Who?

You!

[laughing]

[sighs loudly]

Eniola, my eyes are closed,

but before I open them, I
want you to leave my house.

Don't let me see you
in this house again.

- You're asking me to leave?
- Get out.

If I open my eyes and
you're still here…

[exclaims]

Something bad will
happen between us.

Get out!

[Ifeanyi in English]
Your excellencies,

once again, I want to thank
you for your warm hospitality.

It's unfortunate that I couldn't
accommodate some of your requests,

but I will be praying
for you and your family.

Privately.

Now that is the real power. Huh?

[laughing]

That's okay, Reverend.

We understand.

- Thank you.
- Thank you, Reverend.

Forgive me, I have to rush back.

Please allow my wife to
walk you to your car.

There's an important conference
call I need to jump on.

- Please, excuse me.
- That's okay. God bless you.

[door opens]

[clamoring]

[camera shutters clicking]

Reverend, does this mean you endorse
Governor Randle for this year's election?

[clamoring continues]

Now, these are the kind of optics
that the church is strongly against.

What optics? Lunch with
your able governor?

Come, darling.

Smile. Everybody say,
"Randle for governor!"

Smile.

[clamoring continues]

[doorbell rings]

[Aisha] Bambam, get off
that chair before you fall.

Aisha, please.

What do you want?

It's his birthday.

I brought this for him.
Let me just give it to him.

- He's expecting to see his dad.
- His birthday was two days ago, Dapo.

That boy cried all through his party
because his father wasn't there.

It is one thing to be
a horrible husband,

but you do not get to choose
when to be a father to your son.

Aisha.

That's a very
hurtful thing to say.

If you're trying to hurt me then
fine, congrats, you've succeeded.

Okay, Dapo, explain to me,

how else will you explain your
sporadic presence in your son's life?

You have repeatedly chosen
your work over your family.

I promise you, I will not let you hurt
that boy any more than you already have.

He almost died the other day
because you forgot to pick him up.

No. What happened was he hurt himself
because he wouldn't sit in one place.

- Okay. Thank you, good night.
- Wait, Aisha…

Okay, fine.

Just…

Just give him the gift for me.

Okay?

Aisha.

I miss you.

I miss us.

I miss my family.

Please.

Let me come back home.

Babe, please forgive me.
I'm so sorry. Please.

I haven't been
with anyone since.

- And there is no one for me except you.
- That's a lie.

That is a lie!

There will always
be someone else.

Except that in our case,

the mistress is this infatuation
you have with your job.

Plus, Dapo,

I could never wake
up every morning

and look at you again

without remembering...

[sniffs]

You know what?

Dapo, we are done.

So go on,

live your best life.

Date other people, please.

I absolve you of any guilt
you might be feeling.

You've already blown our lives
several times for your next big story.

And to be honest…

I'm done with this.

I'm sorry, Ma.

- I will come back later.
- Ade!

Why do you act like a stranger?

Why?

Come sit down with me.

Oba,

something has come up that
needs your urgent attention.

Wash your hands and join me.

- I got a call from the boys.
- Wash your hands.

- Oba.
- Mm-mm.

You will get me upset if you say no
[chuckles] because I cooked this myself.

Very tasty.

Mm? So join me.

There is an article
coming out tomorrow,

front page of The
Conscience Newspaper.

They dig into your past case

and question why it was dropped.

It's not looking good.

The food is getting cold.

Oba,

the info from my
intelligence shows

that the reporter is working
on a much larger story.

He has been asking
around about you.

We urgently need
to deal with this.

Eat.

[sighs]

- Agnes.
- Ma?

Thank you, you can
leave the tray.

Okay, Ma.

- [Eniola] Ade.
- Oba.

[Eniola in Yoruba] You're
the only one I can trust.

[Ade sighs]

You're the only one I
have left in this world.

[in English] Tell me…

Tell me how you really feel

about this governorship thing.

Uh-uh.

I want you to be honest with me.

It's…

It's okay.

[Eniola] Just okay?

[Ade] I mean, it's
good positioning,

but what about our
other interests?

The other businesses
are suffering.

I had hoped that by the time you get
back, we can revive things fully.

But you've been so
focused on this election

that you have had
time for nothing else.

What about our enemies?

When do we show them
that you are back?

Odudubariba has practically
taken over the table.

And Aare is still alive,

after everything
he has done to us.

Even in lock up, he
is still so powerful.

[in Yoruba] God said we should
leave all battles for Him to fight…

Cross your arms

and watch knowingly.

[in English] I don't think you
understand. The streets are at war

because Odudubariba
has divided the table.

It is his faction against ours.

Our boys have no direction,

no orders because they have
not heard from their king.

If the election
were to hold today,

we would lose, because we no longer
have the muscle on the streets.

And Odudubariba has
made sure of that.

Odogwu Malay has tried
countlessly to reach you,

but you will never take his
call or receive his visits.

How can we be seen alienating
him at a time like this?

It doesn't look good.

[sighs]

Mama!

[in Yoruba] All the boys
are solidly behind you.

And they still accept
you as their king.

But the rain has
forced us to house

the chicken and pigeon together.

[in English] We need to move.

Before they move us, Oba.

[chuckles]

[in Yoruba] An ignorant
child sees a poisonous plant

and calls it "greens."

No matter how fast a car is,

it can't outrun

the ground.

Oba,

if I have overstepped my
position, please forgive me.

[sighs deeply]

- Ade.
- Oba.

What if I were to
just leave it all?

Give it all up.

[in English] Give up what, Oba?

Everything.

[in Yoruba] The elders sitting…

And abandon…

All my businesses?

[sighs]

Ade.

I'm tired.

[in English] I'm not as young

as I used to be.

This is where you
rely on me, Oba.

Let me take the burden off you.

[in Yoruba] It's
too much for me.

It's too much for me to bear.

[in English] Then
what would you do?

I will be governor.

[chuckles]

Just a governor?

And what happens to me?

[in Yoruba] Ade,

that is what I want to explain to you,
but you're not calm enough to listen.

[in English] You can be
anything you want to be

once I'm governor.

Oba.

[in Yoruba] I'm a thug!

I know no other work!

[in English] You
have not eaten meat.

I can't touch the meat
before my elders, Oba.

[singing and hailing
Oba in Yoruba]

- Huh?
- Sir.

You caused quite a stir with
your article this morning.

- Yes, sir.
- Yeah.

I even heard them discussing
it on the radio on my way here.

But that was the intention.

- To arrest the attention of the public.
- Mm-hm.

Well, I'm not complaining.

Huh? I hate to say that
you were right, but hey…

Today alone, we sold more
copies than we've sold in,

what, three, four months?

[laughing] I mean, even my, um,

"Instaman…."

You're an idiot!

[both laughing]

My Instagram account, I went
from a measly 175 followers

to over 5,000, and
that's just this morning.

- Really?
- Mm-hm.

- You're famous now.
- I mean…

[laughing]

Um, anyway, so,

uh, do you know this...
Your anonymous source now?

No, sir.

Shit.

Hmm…

Well, I can't lie to you.

Huh?

This feels really good.

Reminds me of the good
old days with your dad.

Now, that was a great man.

A real journalist
through and through.

You remind me so much of him.

- [chuckles]
- Thank you, sir.

But…

I need you

to understand the full scope
of what happened to him.

You see,

he refused

to acknowledge that there are some
stories that you don't pursue.

And that got him killed.

I'm hoping that this

is not one of them.

- Stories that stand for what's right?
- [groans] No.

Stories that stand
for the truth.

- Not again, Dapo.
- Stories like this never killed anyone.

Not less my father.

The people to blame,
the people responsible,

are the corrupt people in power.

And one day soon enough, they'll
pay for what they did to him.

[exhales]

Okay.

Um…

So,

when am I getting the
draft of the other article?

What other article?

Huh?

You can't stop now
if you mean business.

Huh?

This story on Alhaja Salami

introduces one
player in the game.

Yeah?

The other article…

Will introduce

the other player.

Huh?

The president.

[chuckles]

But we have to be careful.

Because with this piece…

You're already on their radar.

They know you're
coming for them.

They're not going to sit
around waiting for you.

So…

I ask you again.

Do you still want
to open this box?

Because…

It is not too late…

To back out now.

Sir.

Very sure, sir.

The only question is…

Are you?

[theme tune playing]