All language subtitles for King of Boys - The Return of the King - S01E04 - The Devils Revenge .en

- [in Pidgin] Boss Maka!
- [gasps]

But how?

[thugs exclaiming]

[thug 1] Boss,
please, it wasn't me.

- [Makanaki] Mm?
- It wasn't us.

- I swear, it was Boss Odogwu.
- [Makanaki] Really?

[thug 1] I swear!

- [chuckles] Call this my resurrection.
- [gasps]

[laughing]

- [in Pidgin] Remember this place?
- [exclaiming]

This is where you
maggots betrayed me.

Hm?

Look at the floor.

- My blood might not have dried yet.
- Boss Maka, please.

It wasn't us. I swear.

It was Boss Odogwu
Malay. He did it!

- [chuckles]
- [in Yoruba] Makanaki, please.

[in Pidgin] My sister,
please help us beg him.

- It was the devil.
- [in English] I swear. You know.

Oja-Agba.

Should we leave them?

- [in Pidgin] You're lucky.
- Huh?

- She said I should give you a chance.
- Thank you, Jesus.

- Thank God.
- Thank you!

Auntie, God bless you.

- [Makanaki] But…
- Huh?

We're gonna play a game.

- Chiji.
- What? What?

We are too far from the house,
let's go home before Daddy wakes up.

[Chiji tuts]

[animal whimpering]

Tyson!

- [Nnamdi] Was that him?
- I think so.

- [gangster 1] Move!
- [in Pidgin] It isn't that serious.

- What's all this? Calm down!
- [gangster 2] Hey!

[in English] Spread
out! Spread out!

[gangster 1] Spread out, guy.

[in Pidgin] Boss Maka,
it was all a mistake.

We can run any package for you. We'll
run any operation you want for free!

Please, Boss Maka, we're
so glad you're back.

We'll never do that again!

Boss Makanaki, please!

- I'll run any operation you want.
- [whispers] Bring that bottle.

[in Pidgin] Makanaki,
please. We won't do it again.

Shh!

[in English] Rules of the game.

See this bottle? I am going
to spin it three times.

If it stops in front of you…

[Makanaki chuckles]

[thugs exclaiming]

[in Yoruba] It
shouldn't come to that!

[in Pidgin] I'm giving you a chance
to live and you're still complaining.

Right?

End them.

[guns cock]

Wait, calm down. We'll
play, Boss Makanaki.

Shit.

- We will play, Boss Maka.
- Hm?

We'll play.

So, like I said, I'll spin
the bottle three times.

[in Yoruba] Just three.

[in Pidgin] This means one
of you won't die today.

I won't touch you.

But if it points to you…

Where is it?

Ah!

We have a deal?

[Makanaki] Hm?

Uh, yes.

- Agreed?
- Okay. Agreed.

Okay, let's start.

- [exclaims]
- [in Yoruba] Thank God.

[in Pidgin] Are you nuts?

Boss Maka, look,
this is a tough one.

[hesitates]

Looks like it's
between these two.

- Looks like it's this guy.
- No! It is not me.

[gangster 1] Um, no, no, no.

- Looks like this maggot got it.
- Boss, please. It's not me.

[thug 2] No! Look at it.

- No problem, let's measure it.
- Measure it!

[glass shatters]

[gangster 2] Hey!

Ah! Tango!

- [gangster 2] It's a dog.
- [dog whines]

[footsteps running]

- [gunshot]
- [grunts]

[gangster 2 laughs]

[in Yoruba] That solves
our math problem.

[Makanaki chuckles]

[gangster 2 snickers]

[in Pidgin] Maka,
let me explain.

Odogwu made us do it. I could
tell you where he lives.

[in English] Nnamdi!
Did you hear that?

It sounded like a gun.

You said it is a gun and
you're still moving there.

[Nnamdi sighs]

[Makanaki] Spin the bottle.

[grunting]

[struggling]

[grunting]

[exclaims]

And the three later become two.

- [in Pidgin] Spin it again.
- Wait! Boss Maka.

I told you, I really can take
you to where Odogwu lives.

Boss Maka, I'll take you
right into his house.

So you think I don't know
where to get to Malay?

That's for later.

- Spin it again.
- Okay, wait, Boss Maka.

I know where he keeps his stash.

Yes! The warehouse, the product
and even where he hides his money.

- And, and...
- [exclaims]

[in Yoruba] Let me talk.

- Boss Maka.
- Mm?

[in Pidgin] He's got a
shipment coming in. Tomorrow!

- Mm?
- [in English] The shipment is huge. Large.

Where?

[footsteps running]

- [in Yoruba] You wouldn't lie.
- [in Pidgin] We'd never lie to you.

If I'm lying, I'm dying!

- Please.
- That's all we know, I swear!

[Makanaki] Hm.

[groans]

So…

[in Yoruba] Ready
for the final spin?

[in Pidgin] But Boss Maka, we've
told you everything we know.

It hasn't come to this.
Boss Maka, please.

- We've told you everything.
- Boss Maka, I could never lie to you!

- Please, Boss.
- Please, I beg you.

I have given you everything
I know. Please, Boss Maka!

Please. Please, please.

- I beg you, please…
- [bottle spinning]

[yells]

- Boss Maka, please.
- Boys! [Kissing sounds]

[gun cocks]

[screaming] Boss
Maka, wait! Wait!

[in English] Let's go! Let's go!

[Makanaki chuckles]

Chiji, please, let's go home.

[thug sobbing]

Makanaki, please. I
don't want to die.

[sobbing continues]

[mumbling desperately]

[in Yoruba] Boss,
Makanaki, please…

Please, please, please.

Go!

Huh?

Don't make me change my mind.

[laughing]

[gangster 1] Maggot!

[panting]

[grunts, yells]

[Makanaki chuckles]

[groaning] My leg!

[sobbing]

[groaning]

[in Pidgin] Makanaki, you
promised you wouldn't kill me.

- I've told you everything.
- [in Yoruba] I didn't break my word.

[thug in Pidgin] Boss
Makanaki. Boss Maka, please.

Ma'am, my sister…

No, no, no!

[blow lands]

[thud]

[shouting]

[in English] He's coming!

- Nnamdi, let's go.
- I can't move. Something's holding my leg.

- Like what?
- I don't know.

[Nnamdi straining]

[Chiji] You know what? Wait
here, let me call Mommy.

[Nnamdi] Don't leave me!

[Nnamdi] Please, sir, please.

[screams]

[man] And it is because of
this, I've chosen to step down

as the CMP
gubernatorial candidate

to focus more on my family.

[audience murmuring]

And I wish.

I wish to thank the CMP

for allowing me to serve them

and for their unreserved understanding
of my decision to step down.

[unsettled chatter]

[woman] Please,
please, stay calm.

We will get to your
questions in a bit.

But you need to stay calm.

We would first like to
thank Mr. Tunde Moshood

for his dedicated service
to our great party.

With sadness,

we accept your resignation.

This would have put us in
a very difficult position

had it not been for
Alhaja Eniola Salami.

[applause, cheering]

We all have seen how well she
has organized her campaign,

and how well she's
doing in the polls.

Our parties share
similar ideologies.

Therefore,

it is only logical

to embrace her campaign

as the new official
gubernatorial candidate

on the CMP ticket.

[cheering continues]

Congratulations,
Alhaja Eniola Salami.

Thank you very
much, Mr. Chairman.

I already feel so welcomed,

and with your backing,

I am certain that
we shall clinch

the seat for governor

of the best state in Nigeria.

Lagos State.

[emphatic cheering]

We will now take a
few questions, please.

[clamoring]

Thank you, Ma.

My name is Benson Friday
from The People's Tribune.

The people would like to know if
you'll be suing the government

over your false arrest
and forced exile.

[Eniola] Sue?

Oh, not at all.

Why will I sue?

We all make mistakes.

I choose to let
bygones be bygones.

I'm more focused
on the future now.

[cheering, applause]

The government

admits to bungling your case.

[audience hushes]

[chuckles] The same case has
caused you much distress and grief.

But you choose to
turn the other cheek.

That must make you a
very forgiving lady.

Please, sir, we are only
taking questions, not comments.

And you may only ask a question
once you have been chosen.

May I?

Thank you.

Madam.

What exactly is the
president's involvement

in your pardon?

[audience murmuring]

[in Pidgin] What's on the news?

Huh? Eniola!

[Eniola in English] You
haven't introduced yourself.

[Dapo] Apologies.

My name is Oladapo Banjo

and I work for The
Conscience Newspaper.

You may have heard of us.

[Eniola] Um.

I can't say that I have,
but anyway, Mr. Banjo.

I was not pardoned.

The charges were dropped

because I was found
innocent of them all.

[sparse applause]

And, as you know,

I would not

be able to run for
office if I was pardoned.

And, as for the president,

I have never met him before.

[in Pidgin] Mm! For God's sake!

[Eniola in English] …for the first
time over the phone yesterday,

as he welcomed me

to the party.

I have no involvement with him,

apart from him being my
able president, of course.

[applause]

[in Pidgin] Get off my TV!
Am I going to eat your lies?

- [in English] Bring my plate.
- Okay, sir.

[in Pidgin] All these liars.

[in Yoruba] She lies non-stop.
[in Pidgin] Clear this one.

[in English] Madam.

Why do they call you
the King of Boys?

[suspenseful music playing]

The "King of Boys"?

Yes, the "streets" refer to you

as the King of Boys.

I have never heard
that before in my life.

- I have it on record here that people...
- Mr. Banjo.

I grew up in the streets,

and I have never
denied this fact.

I have never forgotten
where I came from,

unlike other people.

That is why a lot
of my charities

and my refuge houses
are still in the slum,

catering for people over there.

The people the recent
governor does not care about.

Do you know why?

Because they do not wear
the fancy clothes he wears.

Because they do not speak big
English like his friends do.

But I, Eniola Salami,

do not only see their pain,

but also do something about it.

[murmuring in agreement]

And, in appreciation,

if the people choose…

To honor me

with a nickname,

who am I to complain?

I accept it with all my heart.

[audience cheering]

- [press officer] Okay. We have five…
- [Jumoke] Stupid bitch.

She's turning it around!

Seun.

[press officer] …time for
only one more question.

Now!

[Seun] Hello? Yes.

Jumoke, maybe we should
just leave it alone.

[clamoring]

Yes, you, ma'am.

My name is Beverly, with
the Eye on Naija Blog.

In a recent interview by the first
lady of Lagos State, Jumoke Randle,

she urges authorities

to reopen investigations into
your alleged corruption charges

and links to the underworld.

She insists your
clearance is suspicious

and maintains that there's
no smoke without fire.

What do you have to say
in response to that?

[audience chattering]

[Eniola sighs]

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing
to say to that woman.

I've seen

and I have heard all
her personal attacks

against me in the media.

Who am I running against?

Her husband the governor?

Or herself?

That woman

should focus on her charity

and ribbon-cutting events…

And leave the race to the people
with their names on the ticket.

And if

the governor's party

chooses to debate me

on flimsy rumors…

[chuckles]

Then the candidate, her husband,
should bring it up himself.

I do not cater to…

[in Yoruba] What's that word?

Ah!

[snickers]

[in English] Irrelevance.

[audience cheering, applauding]

[shouts] I told you
to leave it alone!

I told you to leave it alone!

But you never listen.

Look! Look at this.

[audience chanting]

[classical music playing]

[waiter] Good morning, Ma.

- [Jumoke] Thank you.
- You're welcome.

[powerful music
playing in Yoruba]

Thank you.

I see you finally made it.

I hope you don't make it a habit

of keeping first ladies waiting.

Good morning, Ma.
What would you like?

Would you like what the
first lady is having?

- Come on, Michael. It is Michael, right?
- Yes, Ma.

I am sure Alhaja Salami's palate

is used to something more…

Pedestrian.

Let's try not to overwhelm her.

- [chuckles] Thank you, Michael.
- You are welcome.

As you know,

I'm the front runner

for the governor of Lagos State.

And I have been warned…

Not to eat,

nor drink,

from just anywhere.

Too many bitter people around.

Leave us.

[Michael] Thank you.

I will not bother

beating around the bush.

I will make you an offer now,

and you will take it,

and you will drop out of the
gubernatorial elections tomorrow.

[exclaims]

[scoffs]

[in Pidgin] The "juju"
your witch doctor gave you…

[in English] It's
not working on me.

Go back home.

[in Yoruba] Use it to rinse
your mouth thoroughly…

Then come back, and try talking
to me again. Maybe it'll work.

[chuckles]

So you're this cheap!

The way you demanded the pen, I
thought you were going to wow me.

But all you can offer
is this chicken feed.

Quit playing games.

[in English] There are two state contracts
we are willing to offer you and...

Contracts?

There is no contract in Lagos

that you want to offer me
that I have not gotten before.

No.

[In Yoruba] Both the real…
[in English] And the fake.

But there is something.

I have wanted for
a very long time

that you cannot offer me.

Are you going to make me
beg for an answer now?

The seat

of the executive governor

of Lagos State.

Alhaja Salami,

I am trying my hardest to
be reasonable with you.

Be reasonable with your mother.

For some reason,

you have decided to make this
negotiation unnecessarily difficult.

Alhaja,

our paths might not have
crossed in the past,

but you would do well
to ask around about me.

And when I do ask about you,

what will they tell me?

They will tell you

not to overplay your hand.

[Jumoke] Once you
walk out of this room,

my deal is off the table.

[in Yoruba] By the time
I'd become a high-end gin,

you were little more than

tap water.

By the time.

I was in the streets,

you were just a toy
for sugar daddies.

You are small.

Too small for my level.

[tuts] Little sister,
don't overwhelm yourself.

[laughs]

[in English] When you get home,
say hello to your husband.

[powerful music
playing in Yoruba]

[phone ringing]

[flies buzzing]

[in Igbo] Boss, phone.

Says it's important.

What is it?

Odogwu? I don't understand
what is going on.

They've destroyed everything.

They ransacked our warehouses.

Stolen our product and all the
money in the safes, Odogwu.

Who?

I don't know, Odogwu. Maybe the same
people who intercepted our shipment.

I don't know who'd
dare do this to you.

Who was on guard?

Odogwu, they killed all
the soldiers on duty.

[thug] Odogwu! Odogwu!

[in English] Move it
or I blow your head.

Move it, my friend.

Odogwu.

[in Igbo] This woman's son…

Odogwu, he saw what happened
here. They live nearby.

You know who I am?

[sobbing] Please don't hurt
him. He is just a silly child.

Madam, I won't hurt him if he tells
me what he knows. Who did this?

[in English] What happened?

[in Igbo] The foolish children

snuck out in the dead of night
while my husband and I were asleep.

Later, Chijioke ran in, screaming
that his brother was dead.

- [in English] He is dead?
- [in Igbo] No, sir.

When Chiji brought
his father here,

they found him on the
floor. He fainted.

But when my husband told me

what he saw here,

I told him not to
call the police,

or they'd say we
were responsible.

Where is the other boy?

- Odogwu...
- Where's the other boy?

[exclaims]

Odogwu, he's at the hospital.

He's awake now but
still in shock.

He won't speak or even eat. He sits
and stares like he's seen a ghost.

Come over here.

Odogwu, please

I said come here.

[mother] Odogwu, please.

I already told you
I wouldn't hurt him.

But now you're both
testing my patience.

Come over here.

[crying]

[mother] Go.

[in English] You
saw what happened?

[Chiji sniffling]

[Odogwu] Are you afraid?

- You know who I am?
- [sobs] Yes.

[in Igbo] You know nobody can hurt
you or your family unless I say so.

[in English] So tell
me, what did you see?

- [in Igbo] Tell him.
- [Chiji whimpering]

[in English] I don't
know the person,

but I heard this guy

call his name when
he was begging.

What name did you hear?

[sobbing]

Tell him!

[in Igbo] Come whisper it in my ear,
so no one else will hear. Tell me.

Come.

- [mother pleads]
- Come close.

[mother] Tell him,
Chijioke, tell him.

Ma, the Minister of Works and
Housing has called five times today.

[woman] And I am sure he won't
die if he has to make it six.

Jumoke.

Chief.

Yes.

[assistant] Evening, your excellency.
Ma, I'll get back to the minister.

Sit down, dear.

You're looking well.

Oh, thank you,
Chief. And you too.

You are still
looking very agile.

How are you feeling now?

- Tunde...
- Oh, that's quite enough.

How about we cut past the phatic
bullshit this time around?

The pretense is exhausting.

My masseur arrives in 15
minutes, so I'll get right to it.

Don't bother with that, Patrick.

Madam won't be staying long.

Back to what I was saying.

I have tolerated you in my
family all these years because,

despite my reservations
with your person,

I cannot deny

you've been the pivotal motivation
in getting my son to where he is now.

Thank you, Chief.

Don't thank me.

It's not a compliment.

Yes, Chief.

Then what the fuck's going
on with that Salami woman?

Why are you allowing her
to threaten my legacy?

Chief...

Perhaps I've given you more
credit than you deserve.

If so, then I no longer
have any use for you.

Eniola Salami is a mere discomfort
that's already been taken care of.

Good.

Because.

I do not have to remind
you of all people

how important this second
term is to my son's future.

I want my son sitting in
Aso Rock in five years.

That cannot happen

if he loses this reelection

and his credibility
to that nincompoop.

He will not lose
this election, Chief.

I promise you that.

It's quite a shame, really.

Eniola had proved

helpful to my late husband
many times in the past.

[sighs]

It's unfortunate she's
now become a sore thumb.

Well, I'm waiting.

Waiting for what, Chief?

Dear girl,

Tunde is my son

and, of course,

I'll do everything in my power
to make sure he is reelected.

But, please,

do not take away the satisfaction
of having to see you grovel for it.

I came here today,
Chief, to solicit...

Beg.

Beg

for your assistance

because I have hit a wall that
requires your skillful maneuvering.

That works.

And I think I have an
old friend that can help.

[locks clicking]

Good evening, Aare.

Welcome, Madam. What
can I offer you?

[in Yoruba] Peanuts?

[in English] Oh! There
is suya in the fridge.

- Officer.
- No, no, no.

I'm fine, thank you.

I ate before I came.

Oh! What about drinks?

- Officer.
- Sir!

Go and bring one
mineral from the fridge.

Mm.

- Sir, no mineral but stout.
- Ah…

So take money from the
counter and go buy...

Stout is fine.

[in Yoruba] Hm?
You'll drink stout?

- [in English] Only if you share with me.
- [chuckles]

- Officer!
- Sir.

One stout and tumbler.

- Yes, sir.
- Madam, please sit down.

[Aare chuckles]

Leave my own in the bottle. Mm.

Madam.

You can go.

Yes, sir.

Bush man.

[chuckles]

Jumoke Randle,

does your husband
know you're here?

No, and I'd like to
keep it that way.

Oh?

All right, what can
I do for you today?

I need your help, sir.

You need my help?

My help for what?

Eniola Salami.

[laughs heartily]

[Aare sighs]

Okay.

[in Yoruba] So you're aware that

the stick that will pierce one in the
eye is best avoided while still far away.

[in English] Of course. That's
why I need your help, sir.

My help?

You need my help?

Tell me.

Your husband, since he
got into that office,

has he come here to greet me?

Because if I didn't
sign off on that seat,

he thinks he would
be able to sit on it?

Hm? An ordinary, common thank
you card, he cannot send to me?

[in Yoruba] Even the little contracts
we used to enjoy from the government…

[in English] He has collected them
and given them to other people.

You are sitting here
asking for my help.

Huh?

This is true, sir.

But no matter how disappointed
you are in my husband,

you cannot punish him by
risking the alternative.

You and I both know what
that woman is capable of

if she gets into power.

My husband is a good man.

But unfortunately,

he is very stupid.

Oh, yes.

He is very stupid indeed.

When it comes to politics,

he believes that the match

is won on the pitch,

when in fact, you
and I both know

it is decided in the back rooms

long before the game has begun.

Mm-hm.

Despite his deficiencies…

God has been kind to him.

He is blessed with me.

[in Yoruba] It's true that
my husband wears the crown,

but I give the orders.

[Aare] Mm.

He has the penis,

but I do the thrusting.

[Aare] Hm!

[in English] So I
apologize on his behalf.

It really isn't his fault.

I should have known better.

That is why.

I am here

to reiterate that we
are indeed friends.

And, sir,

I am not my husband.

I know how to show
appreciation to my friends.

[in Yoruba] Woman, get
that thing out of my face.

[in English] You're
blocking my television.

Move.

[Jumoke huffs]

- [sighs]
- You see?

Your problem is that you
speak too much English.

- Aare, I'm perfecting my Yoruba.
- Go and perfect your Yoruba.

But you need to be
afraid for your husband.

[in Yoruba] You see, I am
the lion, king of the jungle.

He who leaves marks
without a scalpel.

[exclaims] The
elephant in any jungle!

[in English] I am the king
of the jungle, but even I…

Know that Eniola is
not easy meat to fry.

Hm?

You think I am afraid?

[in Yoruba] One doesn't fight
to save another person's head

only to have his own
taken away by a falcon.

[in English] The question I ask myself is
why must I put my hand inside your matter.

Why?

Sir, I hope you do
not assume that Eniola

will let sleeping dogs
lie between you two,

now that she is back.

I have heard stories of
what you did to that woman.

Stories people will
only say in whispers.

All she wants from us
is to win an election.

But you, sir, she
wants to exterminate.

Now,

imagine giving a person with
that much thirst for your blood

the power of governor.

Let me tell you something.

She can't sit on the seat
unless I sign off on it.

[laughing]

Eniola.

The same instrument you used to
secure your candidates into power

is the one you say
requires your sign off?

She knows every
trick in your book

and that's because you handed
her the keys to the city.

That woman is out
for destruction

and you, sir…

You, sir, are the first
name on her calling card.

[sighs] If you think
that you are safe

in here.

I apologize

for wasting your time and mine.

[in Yoruba] Wait.

You're right.

I underestimated
her the last time.

[in English] You can see that I am already
suffering for that mistake, you can see.

But I want to assure you,

that mistake will
never happen again.

Never.

[in Yoruba] Come back.

[in English] Your
beer is getting hot.

If we have to strike first,

we must kill somebody.
Are you ready to kill?

Hm?

Do you have the liver

to finish this
journey if we start?

[in Yoruba] You
can't enter the river

and then complain
it's too cold or deep.

[in English] I am fully aware

what is required of me, sir.

And I am ready.

Good.

There is somebody nearby

that I can call to help.

The only thing is…

[in Yoruba] One doesn't use a
snake's head to scratch one's nose.

Aare,

I'm not here to play.

I want to kill this very snake.

I will smoke it,

and I will eat it.

Bones and all.