Original subtitles

Give me the bag! Give it!

Hey!

Hold on! Hold on! Hold on!

Hold on! Grab my hand!

Help! DJ!

Hold on!

That was 3 months ago,

not so long is it?

Yet it seems like a lifetime now

You see before all this wahala, things were good.

I was a young Lagos "big boy",

dabbling in the pool of power.

I had good job working as a stockbroker

in the Central Business district in Lagos.

Eiish! Come on, come on.

Come on!

Dejare, Nigertek is going to fall. Drop it! Close now!

It's holding steady!

You're pushing it!

Drop at seventeen, before they call S.E.C for you.

No!

You have a responsibility to your clients to close now!

I'm holding it at eighteen and a half

all the way to the finish line.

The index closes below 17--

Look, I'm the senior trader on this account,

and I've got it covered.

It's fine...

Back off!

It's fine.

19...19!

Wow, Nigertek is on full bid...

Yes!

You know...you're not only dangerous...you're reckless.

I'm in it to win it!

This is no place for people with liver issues.

One day, that liver of yours is going to fail.

I'm hot...

and you're not.

I'm hot...and he's not!

And I'm hot...and he's not!

The job came with a penthouse apartment

in affluent Victoria Island.

VI, with the stylish nightclubs,

lounges, and dollar spending clientele.

Let's just say...

life was good,

and I was living it.

You know how children are, they're just so excited.

Hey!

Babe, hurry up.

We are gonna ruin the surprise.

- I'm just getting my sax. - Okay, okay.

Oh! Hey!

You're early!

Oh, please Sis, don't start, don't start!

Our beautiful, and very patient fiancée.

Come on! Come on! Yes you know she's special

because you are always, always late!

- Good to see you. - Go and say hello.

Go introduce her to everyone.

- Alright. - Okay...

This is my fiancée.

- Yes... - Yes, yes...

You are lucky to have her.

Thank you, thank you, thank you so much.

Dejare...late comer!

Brother. I'm coming, I'm coming!

Alright, I'll see you soon, I'll see you soon.

I'll be right back.

Finally!

Please, please, please, don't start!

My sister's already read me the riot act. I can't!

Hu--uh, thank you, thank you!

And what are you mixing here?

Young man, this here is the mother-of-all rum punches.

Ah, hmm...

We're all gonna die here today...sleep...die!

So, how's the Stock Exchange?

You know, same old, same old wheeling and dealing.

The stock market right now...

is not for the faint of heart. At all.

So, how about your music? Are you still looking for gigs?

Every now and then, when I can.

Um, there's this joint called The BassMent--

Okay!

--advertising for a saxophonist.

Where's that?

They are at this... very popular street in Ikeja GRA

- Ikeja? - Mm-hmm.

- Mainland? - Mmm...

Traffic!

- Look... - Me?

I wrote their number down, somewhere for you.

Quick, quick, everyone

Quick, he's coming, he's coming. Quiet!

Good evening, Sir.

- What is wrong with you? - I'm sorry, Sir.

- Where've you been? - I'm sorry, Sir.

I've been knocking since... ...I'm sorry, Sir.

Where were you?

Here I am. Sorry Sir.

- Here? - Yes, Sir.

And why is everywhere dark?

I will put on the gen.

Turn on the generator please, and get that car inside.

Alright, Sir.

Surprise!

Welcome home, welcome home!

- Very nice to see you. - We are pleased to see you.

Thank you very much.

Six months at sea and that's when they

choose to give you a promotion, eh?

I swear!

Lieutenant-Commander, Sir!

Congratulations! Welcome home, soldier.

Well, at ease, Thabisa.

You're still running around with this guy?

Ah--ha! Better still.

Oh...

So nice!

Congrats, man!

Thank you.

Yeah!

So have you-- have you guys picked a date?

Ah, there's no rush now, there's no rush.

Ahhh DJ, No rush what?

There is no rush.

You will never change.

She is right here.

Well, Thabisa, don't worry. I'll work on him.

Let's go inside.

Thank you everybody, thank you!

Uh-ha?

I'm here to audition.

Enter nah.

I'm Dejare, but people call me DJ.

Biggie.

Keep it moving please.

- It's ok. It's ok. - We will keep in touch.

Don't call us. We'll call you.

Well done!

- Dejare, right? - Yes.

Are you going to play, or what?

Any particular requests?

Music.

Where did you learn how to play like this?

It's something I picked up from my dad.

Aah...

Oh, that's great.

My name is Oscar.

I run this joint.

There's not much money,

so don't go buying a piece of land quite yet

Two rehearsals per week.

Thursdays, and Saturdays.

So I take it I got the gig?

We're rehearsing tomorrow.

Congratulations.

Drinks?

A.D!

Biggie, Biggie!

Ah, this is Adanna.

Don't mind this Warri boy.

Fine boy, no pimples...

Adanna, hi.

What's your poison?

Name it, I can fix it.

Hmmmm...

How about a stout?

What's that? Please!

Can we close it at fifty?

Deal.

Thank you.

What's up?

What do you think?

How about you buy it instead of watching me like Instagram feed!

Ah, Frank...when do we start?

When her Ladyship gets here.

Her Ladyship?

Thinking back, I can't say it was love,

the first time I saw her,

but it was certainly lust.

The vocalist.

I wanted to break every single commandment with her...

La Femme Anjola.

Baby girl.

The usual?

Yes, please.

I got you.

Thanks, Darling.

Any time.

Traffic was a bitch.

- No shaking. - We're just tuning up.

What number are we doing?

Dejare Johnson,

DJ for short--

he's on sax.

What number are we doing?

Let's start from the top of the set list.

Thank you.

What the hell does he think he's doing?

Playing sax.

You said you were going to hire a saxophonist...

not some roadside act!

Anjola, both of you are sounding very good together.

His timing's awful, and he's out of key.

Excuse me!

Hold on a minute.

I may have tried some improvisation but I was not off-key!

I'm never off-key.

Was I talking to you?

Well maybe that's the problem then.

Maybe if you stop playing Queen diva for some seconds,

you can hear the rest of us play.

Ok guys, calm down.

Calm down, okay?

Dejare, all of us generally tend to stick to the sheet.

My bad.

I'm sorry.

Ah, we go, time is money, huh?

Let's go back to rehearsals, please.

Ladies and gentlemen..

La Femme Anjola, and the Honey Band!

You are so kind!

- Thank you! - We love you!

You are playing very well!

Ah, thanks!

Fine boy...

I like the way your fingers work that sax...Nice.

Run for your life Dejare,

or Adanna will tap you like palm wine.

Don't let Anjola intimidate you.

Intimidate me?

I work with sharks all day, I'll be fine.

No, I mean...

she hates sharing the attention.

Well, she shouldn't believe her own hype.

No hype, man, no hype.

The guys here, they love Anjola.

That guy?

Mr. Odera Kalu...

aka Mr. Remedy,

aka, owner of The BassMent,

aka...Anjola's husband.

I know what you're thinking, and you're wrong for thinking it.

What am I thinking?

That money can make an ugly man fine.

♪ ...Tuzanza, Black bird, Black bird ♪

♪ Tuzanza, tuzanza, what are you doing there? ♪

♪ Tuzanza, tuzanza,I am picking pepper for my mother... ♪

You have a very nice voice.

I know.

Sorry, I can be blunt sometimes.

Have you been singing for long?

I crack jokes sometimes, but I'm not that funny.

I expected you to be more original while toasting me.

Ah...look Madam, don't get it twisted,

I'm just trying to be polite.

Especially since we got off on the wrong foot.

Yeah, right!

That's why your eyes were all over me all evening...

If you had looked anymore, I'm sure I would have had a hole in

my back of my head.

Gosh.

You're really full of yourself.

Oh?

Just when I thought we were starting to get along.

Lady...

Odanna.

Oscar.

Thabisa?

Thabisa!

Hi, baby.

Hey.

I wasn't expecting to see you.

Thought I would surprise you.

I'm pleasantly surprised.

I just took a bath.

- Hmm... - How did the gig go?

What?

What's got into you tonight?

All we did was make love.

It was great.

That...was making love?

I'm going to go have a shower.

What's going on with you tonight?

Okay, so we did it a little different this time.

I don't understand. What's the problem?

You're acting weird.

I'm acting weird?

So, because we didn't have an accompanying twelve-piece

symphony orchestra.

Huh...or Aretha Franklin serenading every thrust.

Huh...that's how you like it, huh.

C'mon, Babe, live a little!

Okay...just calm down.

I will calm down, when you stop fussing!

- Wait, are we fighting? - I don't understand!

I don't understand!

If I don't initiate love-making, you become insecure.

And here I am, showing some initiative,

and you're still nagging!

I'm not nagging... I'm making a valid observation.

Most chicks will be, will be happy about what I did.

They will love it.

In fact, most chics will hail me!

Most chics?

Who are we talking about here?

Me, Thabisa, your fiancée,

or someone else?

I'm not in the mood to fight.

I think you should stay at your place tonight.

You want me to leave?

Thabisa was right... that wasn't me.

I had never made love to her that way before,

with another woman...on my mind.

Yes...

Okay.

Our asking price is in the region of twelve million naira,

2 million deposit, ten per cent agency and legal fees,

and one million annual service charge...

The Lagos state tenancy law applies but Oga, this is a prime

location the landlord doesn't care about that rule.

Yes, Mr. Garuba.

Okay, I will have the agreement drawn up.

Thanks.

I see you got the flowers?

I'm the envy of the office.

Am I forgiven?

Please.

How about lunch? How about I take you out to

lunch so I can beg you some more?

No can do. I have to show a client property on Banana Island.

Dinner?

We could grab a bite at your favorite place.

Sweet.

But I have an early morning flight to Abuja tomorrow.

Yeah, we have a whole new housing complex in Asokoro.

Which was the reason I came over last night.

I was hoping we would spend some time before I left.

I know...I know.

I'm sorry.

I was hoping we could talk about setting the wedding date.

It's been dragging.

I know...I know.

It's this job!

It's really stressing me out.

That's the reason you were so wound up last night?

Babe, don't let that place burn you out.

'Cos last night...

I'm sorry.

You were the last person I expected to see here.

How did you find--

You're such a bad liar!

You know you've been willing me to your doorstep

from the first day you met me.

You are really arrogant, you know?

I can't seem to help myself.

Enough for two?

Suya and shawarma.

Hmm...yummy...

But I'll need to work up an appetite first.

I'm with someone.

If it makes it any easier,

we can pretend you put up a most gallant fight.

What's wrong?

I've never done this before.

I'm engaged to be married, for crying out loud!

She doesn't deserve this.

That's so cute.

C'mon, you're not shackled yet.

I'm taking a risk here too--

So let's pretend like this

wasn't what we both know it was then.

A one-night stand?

A sexual healing?

Safest option all round.

I'm married to a man who wouldn't think twice killing me

for looking at another man.

Or killing another man for looking in my direction.

I have to go.

Don't worry, we've had our fun.

It won't happen again.

Hi, Darling.

Yes.

Odera! Odera, you're a dead man!

Odera, you're a dead man! Odera, dead man!

Okilo, remove this watch.

Idiot.

The band, the band.

Okay, Okilo...

My brother will kill all of you.

Damn! Wow!

Dejare. Sit.

Sit down.

You're doing good.

Thank you.

But I quit.

I took this job to relieve myself of stress.

I don't need this.

I don't need this.

If you quit now... it won't look too good.

Chill small.

Ok, chill small.

Next month, if you feel like a change of scenery,

then you can leave.

And they call me reckless!

Would you believe me if I said I was just passing by the area?

Oh yeah?

Yeah!

Hmm.

Okay.

You said you weren't going to see me again.

I believe I said I wasn't going to sleep with you again.

From what I saw at the club the other day, not doing either

seems like a pretty smart way of staying alive.

Odera is in the car business.

when you move in those kind of circles,

there's bound to be beef.

It's really beautiful here.

My dad passed when I was a toddler.

My mom struggled to keep a roof over our heads

and food on the table.

I managed to finish secondary school.

Performed very well.

Got admission into university, but...

there was no money.

So, I got a job instead.

And Odera?

That was the job.

I was a receptionist at his car sale showroom in Surulere.

He walked in one day...

took one look at me,

and married me three weeks later.

Somewhere in there, I missed the part where you fell in love with him.

What's love got to do with it?

He had me in his bed every night

and I went from eating one packet of noodles

a day to three square meals.

From buying used clothing at "bend down selects",

to having Lanre Da Silva design for me.

It was an arrangement that worked for both parties.

He was really good to me at first.

Paid for my mom's hospital bills before she passed.

Paid for me to go to university.

But that was just foreplay.

A kick here...

a punch there...

a slap when I go, or act out of line.

He often reminds me that I'm his property.

His possession.

That he owns me.

How do you manage to sneak away from him?

Salon...

Spa appointments, gym...

fitting of clothes.

A girl will always find excuses to leave the house.

Odera knows I am terrified of him.

If he ever found out I cheated on him,

he would kill me!

♪ Baby, oh baby, yeah, ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah! ♪

♪ I can make you feel, baby ♪

♪ I can make you feel ♪

♪ Oh, baby, ♪

♪ Oh, baby, ♪

Why don't you leave him?

I did.

Three years ago.

I got fed up.

So I headed south.

Made it as far as Port Harcourt before Odera tracked me down.

He walked into my hotel room

and told me that...

if I didn't return home before nightfall,

he would have me killed.

He left the plane ticket on the dresser, and walked out.

I thought of heading north to Kaduna,

but I know Odera.

He would have left someone behind to track me.

So I caught the flight.

The beating he gave me!

It took me a whole month to recover.

I'll be rid of him some day, DJ.

- Frank. - Yeah.

Do you mind if Anjola and I do a duet?

Umm...Okay...but keep it short

- Short...that's fine. - Yeah. Okay.

Thank you, thank you.

♪ I can't help but lovin' you, my darling ♪

♪ 'Cause you bring sun and joy in my life ♪

♪ I can't help but lovin' you, oh yes I do ♪

♪ And I don't wanna fight my feelings for you ♪

♪ with all the little thing you do ♪

♪ The little words you say, they got me crazy over you ♪

♪ Darling, oh I love you ♪

♪ You are more than my lover ♪

♪ You are my friend... ♪

♪ The best friend I've ever had ♪

♪ I feel precious with you ♪

♪When you look upon me reminding me my beauty and truth♪

♪ with all the little things you do ♪

♪ the little words you say, they got me crazy over you ♪

♪ Darling, darling I love, I love you ♪

♪ The little things you do ♪

♪ The little things you say ♪

♪ The little things you do ♪

♪ The little things you say ♪

♪ Oooh, can't help but lovin' you ♪

Baby Girl!

Baby Girl!

Thank you!

Umm, DJ...

When did you guys rehearse that?

Oh...We were just improvising.

That was an improv?

Do you know what an improv means?

Eh?

Dis guyyyy...

Hey!

Hey, baby...

I thought you weren't back from Abuja until tomorrow.

I decided to come early to watch you perform.

You guys were really great out there.

Yeah.

Thanks. Not a bad band, yeah?

She's a really good singer.

Umm...yeah.

Your housing complex thing in Abuja. How is that coming along?

What?

You tell me.

You've lost me!

Are you sleeping with her?

With who?

The singer.

Are you sleeping with her?

Of course not.

Of course not!

She's married to the boss.

Ah, this is ridiculous, come on. I just play sax here.

You're not playing sax.

You're playing sex!

S.

E.

X.

Thabisa!

Thabisa...

Thabisa!

Thabisa, you are really going off the deep end.

Nothing happened!

A woman knows!

Thabisa, is this how low you think of me?

That I would run after some woman...

Thabisa, nothing is going on!

So, what drove you to her?

Huh?

The orchestra was too slow?

I was too boring in bed, you had to go search for it elsewhere?

It's not like that.

Uh...You have been dragging your feet on setting a wedding date

for months now!

And here I was, thinking...

that maybe you just didn't want to settle down yet.

You didn't want to settle down with me!

Thabisa, don't do this--

Don't touch me!

Never touch me!

Thabisa, please let's talk about this.

Thabisa, we can talk about this.

Last chance.

Look me straight in the eyes

and tell me you're not sleeping with that woman!

Thabisa, I'm not shagging her.

Liar!

You know...

for a second...

just for one second,

I thought you were going to be truthful

and give this relationship the last slim chance it had.

Thabisa...

Thabisa, please don't leave like this. Thabisa! Please!

Thabisa. Thabisa?

I met her when I was living in South Africa. School.

Yeah.

Cape Town.

Um.

Oops!

I messed that up for you.

Truth be told...

I was never really ready to settle down like she was.

She moved to Lagos and fit right in.

Perfectly.

Great job.

My family--ah, they love her.

They love her!

But, I always wanted more from life y'know?

More than just the norm.

And I came along...opened the door and you walked right in.

Not exactly kicking and screaming.

Sometimes, I wish I had a family that loved me.

I wish I could take risks and... leave Odera to be with you.

But I still have to sleep with him...

his hands all over me.

Now and again, I imagine what it would feel like

to finally be free of him, you know?

Just for a week.

Just for even a day.

Is there really no way to leave him?

The only way I'd be able to leave Odera is if he were dead!

- No! - Yeah!

That's my one-way ticket out of this prison sentence

he calls a marriage.

Help me!

I wouldn't know how.

I feel like being reckless.

Engaged to someone like Thabisa,

someone that lovely, and you had to go and mess it up.

I didn't mean to hurt her.

I didn't.

She came over last night.

Very upset and all.

Your sis' had a few choice words about your conduct.

What more can I do?

I've tried to reach out to her, she won't see me,

she won't take my calls.

Mm-mhm! You go there. You grovel. You die there!

That girl is special.

Ok, Bro, Thabisa respects you.

Do you think you can speak to her for me,

persuade her to see me?

I don't expect her to take me back.

Take you back?

Lower your expectations.

Cancel it.

Enter the gate first--

Is this meat ready or what. The rice and everything else is ready.

Hey, Sis...

I guess you are staying for dinner too, Dejare!

I am staying.

Hmm...

I am staying.

Love you, Sis.

Hey! Forget Thabisa, your sister will kill you first.

What...

Dejare...

Oh!

How far?

I'm good.

Just while you're here, today is supposed to be your day off.

- Why are you here? - I know...

I know. I was just passing and I thought...

Oh!

Anjola. I didn't see you there.

Hi DJ...

Hope you're cool?

Yeah, you were saying?

I was just passing by and I thought to come and

pick up my pay.

Big Stockbroker like you,

can't wait until tomorrow to pick up a lousy fifty thousand naira?

I just move the money around.

I don't make it.

That's it.

I won't count it.

Of course.

Meanwhile, you and Anjola played

very well together the other night.

And it's great to see that both of you are getting along.

Don't even think about it...

Show me some respect

before you open your mouth to talk rubbish.

Ahhh!

You rat!

Otobo. What is going on here?

When I pay for a service,

I expect delivery.

I have paid.

But no delivery.

Imagine!

I will send my younger brother, Tekena to come collect my money.

No money!

Maybe he ran away with the money!

Shut up your mouth!

My own brother?

Same mamma, same papa...

Otobo...

I don't know anything about your delivery,

your money, or even your brother.

I'm just an ordinary club manager.

Please!

If you have beef with Odera, why don't you take it up with him

and leave us alone.

Where is he?

Huh?

He is not here.

He travel...

Now...

We'll carry Odera's woman.

Eh?

Yes...

When I see my money,

and my younger brother, Tekena...

we'll bring her back.

Otobo...

that's a wrong move,

in a very wrong direction!

I asked you a question.

You, grab that bitch!

Hey!

Leave her alone!

Jesu o.

Your father!

Otobo, you cannot take Anjola away.

Odera likes her within network coverage.

Tell Odera, I'll be back.

Fuck!

You fool, come on.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Dejare...

Don't play with my intelligence, boy.

Did you ever hear what they say happens to the child that

peers at his father's balls,

and then have the audacity to ask why they are bigger than his?

You'll soon find out.

You see...

Our former sax player, Tayo Kalejaye,

he used to do the exact same thing.

He will hang around here during his days off,

like a pastor waiting for his tithes.

Until, one day,

poooof...

he disappeared from Lagos.

The boss called...

he says he wants to see you.

Oscar?

Odera.

So all these cars belong to Odera?

Yes.

You are the one banging my wife?

See the look on his face!

Dejare...

calm down, ok, our guy is only joking with you!

I didn't find it funny.

It was not meant to be funny to you.

Sit!

Did you witness the incident at the club yesterday?

You mean in the bar?

You tell me.

There seemed to be some sort of a misunderstanding.

Dejare...

The Boss means that,

maybe when that misunderstanding happened yesterday,

you were not in the club?

Yesterday, maybe, you were not around?

Yes Boss, I was somewhere else too.

I was somewhere else.

This boy got drunk and

decided to practice for the Olympic diving team.

By smashing through my office window.

Boom!

I was somewhere else.

Maybe he is not dull after all.

I hear you work at the stock market?

I'm a trader.

I'm a trader too.

We are all traders.

Tell me...

Isn't there are law against insider trading?

It's a federal offense.

Punishable by jail term.

The same applies here.

Insider talking.

And the offense is punishable by a lifetime...

in the wheelchair.

Get out of my office.

Fine boy...

My name is small but mighty, but they call me container...

I can take anything.

I am here for you.

Fine boy...

What's wrong with you?

I want to help your life, but you are acting up.

So that joke your husband cracked...

you obviously don't take it as seriously as I do?

I just wanted to check on you.

Make sure you are okay.

I took a risk coming here tonight.

Too much of a risk if you ask me.

Frank warned me to stay away from you.

That big fool.

I beg, don't mind him, Dejare.

You're not afraid he might talk?

He wouldn't dare!

Oscar would if he found out.

Oscar doesn't know.

How can you be so sure?

Because you and I would already be dead.

We've got to stop this.

I can't...

I'm already falling in love with you.

I don't need this drama in my life.

And you think I do?

This was meant to be a one night stand.

I didn't figure on falling in love with you.

We can't be together!

We could be...

if Odera wasn't around...

if he was dead.

You're not kidding this time, are you?

I wasn't kidding the first time.

- Hey! - Hey.

Oh...

You cooked?

I did.

Looks good.

Here.

Thanks.

Ah, I don't need this.

Oh, this looks good.

It does!

Like?

Good!

So, whatever happened to your old sax player?

Tayo?

Mm-hmm.

He was a loser with a capital "L".

He became infatuated.

With you?

I warned him, he didn't listen.

Oscar found out he was pestering and reported him to Odera.

He got fired, and, that was the last I saw of him.

Hmm...

Some men want me,

and others just want to dominate me.

Then you Dejare,

what do you want?

Me?

I love you.

I want to love you.

Wow!

- I am enjoying myself. - I'm glad.

Nice!

Everyone feels how you do.

Dejare Johnson?

Yes?

Osanyede Osunde...

A and R consultant, for Platinum Plus Music.

You sent me your demo?

Yes...yes!

Yes, yes!

Please, sit.

Thank you.

Hello.

This is my brother-in-law, Etido

Oh, how do you do?

Nice to meet you.

Man, I'm impressed!

Look, the reciprocity between you and the vocalist...amazing!

And then having to see you guys perform live on stage tonight...

the power dynamic between voice and instrument...

off the charts!

Thank you, thank you.

We'd like for you and Anjola to come in, and

talk to us about signing on to our label.

You mean like a recording deal?

Hey! That's the business I'm in.

- Wow! - Yes!

Tell you what...

Why don't you give us a call, yeah?

Let's make this happen.

Yes, yes!

I look forward to it.

Yes, yes.

- Alright, thank you. - Thank you!

Thank you very much.

No problem.

Wow.

- Call me! - I will!

What just happened?

They're going to offer us a deal?

Yes...

He really loved the demo,

and he was really feeling our performance tonight.

You know, I can't believe this!

He wants to sign us,

he wants to sign us! On the dotted line!

Wow.

You sent out a demo?

As far back as I can remember, DJ,

I've always wanted to perform.

But I never thought--

I know!

This is big for me too, 'cause...

I've got two, three years tops,

before the Stock exchange burns me out, so...

This is big.

Hey?

We've hammered!

You've been good for me, DJ.

You're an angel.

I don't care, Kolapo, it is just wrong!

Listen to me!

I am listening, and I'm not...

Thanks for the ride home, I really enjoyed myself today.

No problem. I just wanna say goodnight to Sis

and Kolapo before heading home.

Ah, Yejide will be in bed by now.

No, I don't care, Kolapo.

Yeah?

This is just not right.

Why won't you listen to me? This is wrong--

I am listening! There's nothing like that, okay?

I say it's not right, now you have to do something about it.

- You can't make me! - No, no, you have to!

I must tell you, it's not going to happen.

No, I can't do anything...

No, you must, you must you must...

What's happening here?

Nothing.

I could hear you guys all the way from there.

Look, I have an early start tomorrow.

Nothing!

Nothing!

Hey, Dejare!

- Hey, Osanyede. - Good to see you.

Good to see you.

This is my lawyer, Iniobong.

Oh, hello, Iniobong.

You know, your lawyer drives a hard bargain?

Yes, yes she does.

So, did you get the final drafts we forwarded this morning?

Yes, we received them.

Ah, cool, cool. Um, where's Anjola?

Oh, she's running late.

But, she will join us shortly, I'm sure.

Ah, cool, cool, cool.

She can meet with us in the boardroom.

- Yes... - Shall we?

♪ I can't help but lovin' you, my darling ♪

Brilliant!

Where is she?

Dejare, I am super excited you are signing with us.

Are we still...expecting someone?

It seems Anjola has been held up.

Um, Dejare, maybe you should give her a call?

We are really sorry about this.

No, it's fine, it's fine.

I need you to get the Platinum Plus in the back.

Dejare, are you joining us for pictures?

I'm sorry, Anjola is not going to be able make it...

You guys are a duo, so I need both signatures.

You know, in the past, I've lost one or two artists by not

dotting the 'i's and crossing the 'T's.

We can be patient, um, everything good will come.

Let's shake up the Gram, let's take some pictures, umm...

Join us!

Let's take these pictures and blow the Gram!

Please, hashtag Platinum Records.

Hashtag Beauty and sax player...

Fantastic!

Fine boy!

How far now?

Oh.

Ah...

No greeting today?

No!

Where the hell were you?

Anjola!

We were all there waiting for you!

What happened?

I was counting on this deal to give us both a new start.

Why didn't you show up?

What happened?

Odera got upset.

And he beat you like this?

He found out about the record deal.

He didn't want to hear it.

He starts yelling...

punching...

kicking me.

He wanted to know who hooked me with the record label.

I didn't dare mention your name.

So I told him it was me.

Then he beat me some more.

I must have passed out.

I woke up on the living room floor a couple of hours ago.

I can't stand this anymore, DJ!

I just can't!

Just name the day.

Are we talking about the same thing here?

Whatever it is we need to do...

Name the day.

- It was great, you know? - Yeah!

Who's that guy?

Let's go.

Hold on.

Gun! Gun! Everybody get down! Get down! Gun!

Go, go, go!

Go, go, go!

Hey, are you ok? It's over, it's over.

Are you ok?

You should have just kept quiet.

Maybe one of those bullets would've done the job for us and

destroyed that ugly hand he hits me with.

One of those bullets could've hit you!

Those are Otobo's men.

I love you.

But this Friday... with or without you.

Are you ok?

No!

No, this is bad.

This is bad, this is...

I lost 4.8 billion naira that day...

Enough money to build portable water infrastructure in every

village in Nigeria;

enough to place a computer on

every secondary school classroom desk.

They placed me on immediate suspension, pending an enquiry.

I was in deep shit!

Thabisa.

What are you doing here?

How did you get in?

I have your spare.

I'm sorry to bust in on you like this,

you wouldn't have agreed to see me otherwise.

Look, we need to talk.

We've have nothing to talk about. Now, please just go!

Did I come at a bad time?

There is no good time for us, remember?

Please, just go!

Alright, alright, ok.

Let me get my keys.

Hey, hey, bro'.

How're you doing?

Can we talk?

Adejare!

Will you calm down, Adejare, please!

Wait for a second.

Please Dejare, please wait!

Get off me! Go to hell!

We were going to tell you.

We didn't mean for you to find out like this.

Fuck!

Fuck! Jesus!

Please, please!

Kolapo! You and Thabisa? My fiancée!

It just happened. It just happened. We were going to tell you!

How long has this been going on?

A few weeks.

Okay?

We're in love. We were going to tell you.

Wait, is this what you and sister were arguing about the other night?

Huh?

Haa!

Haa!

You are my brother!

I still am, Adejare!

Alright, but you told me you found yourself another woman.

Oh! Oh! And that was your cue to jump in!?

I was going to talk to her into giving you another chance...

I swear!

And while you were talking to her,

you tripped...

and fell on her bed?

- Right? - Brother...Dejare...

Look, look, will you hold on for a second!?

Will you hold on for a second, please!

You are dead to me!

Dejare!

- Dejare! - Come on, big brother!

- Come on, big brother! - Dejare, be careful!

Come on!

Take it easy!

- Come on! - DJ, ok, hold on, alright

Stop this!

Hold on, I said hold on!

I said wait!

Okay, okay!

Stop...

Dejare, please, just leave.

You made your bed!

Yes, I made my bed...

But my brother is laying in it!

Dejare!

Dejare!

Anjola, where did you get that?

It's just an old piece of junk I picked up.

I'll get rid of it afterwards.

Dejare?

You're still with me?

I don't know, there's... there's got to be another way.

There is no other way!

This is the only way.

Odera stays in drinking every Friday night.

It will take you a while to get house in Magodo,

so time it to get there, say, around one a.m.

Park your car at the corner of my street,

and make the rest of the way by foot.

It should take you, say like, ten minutes to get there.

Nobody should be around at that time of the night.

I'm going to give the guard

a bottle of something as a belated birthday gift.

Trust me, he'll be dead drunk by the time you get there.

The side gate will be left unlocked.

On the right side of the compound is a narrow pathway.

Use that to get around to the back of the house.

There's a plantain tree at the far left corner.

Take cover under it.

Whatever happens, DJ, make sure you are there by one a.m. latest.

I'm going to start a fight with Odera,

to lure him to the backyard.

I've taken the light bulb out.

That way, it'll be too dark for him to see you coming at him.

Remember to hit him hard!

He needs to be dazed, DJ, he's very strong.

That's why I need you for that element of surprise.

I can't face him one-on-one.

Finish him, he's getting up!

He's getting up, let's finish him off!

That's enough.

That's enough!

That's enough!

I'm free...

I'm free!

Will you stop playing!

Huh?

Club is not going to open this night!

Show some respect, nah!

Guys, pack up, okay?

See police.

It's a good thing you took my advise

and stayed away from Anjola.

Not here.

We could be seen.

Can I get you anything?

I'm good, I'm good.

How are you holding up?

I miss you badly, DJ.

The police questioned me all day yesterday.

I think I convinced them that Timipre Otobo is their man.

It's dangerous for us to be seen together.

We need to lay low for a while.

I understand.

Oscar has gone AWOL.

No one has seen or heard from him since.

Really?

He probably thinks Timipre is after him as well.

I am sure he'll come back eventually.

Ok so, what's the plan?

Look, I think we should give it a few weeks,

in order not to arouse suspicion

after that, that's it...

we head to Accra, just you and I

I can't believe we actually...

It was dreadful!

We did the right thing, DJ!

Did we?

Yes!

I love you!

You love me.

Otherwise what was the point of it all?

You being permanently in my life gave me all the strength I

needed to get away from Odera for good.

Don't lose faith.

But did you have to hack off his fingers?

The man was already dead.

I had to make it look like he was tortured or something.

You worry me sometimes, Anjola.

You won't be saying that if he used the same fingers to beat you

into submission many times.

I've got to go.

Just a little while then, and we'll be together for good.

I love you, DJ.

Yeah!

Mr. Dejare Johnson?

Yes, that's me.

I'm Detective Chief Superintendent Annie Nwosu.

My partner here, Detective Inspector Danladi.

Area 'F' CID. Can we come in?

Umm, Area, Area 'F'?

Ikeja division.

We're on the island investigating the murder

of Odera Kalu.

Do you work in Mr. Kalu's club?

I play sax twice a week.

How long have you been working there?

About a few months.

Whilst working there, did you notice anything

out of the ordinary?

Superintendent, I only play the sax.

Have you any idea who might have wanted Mr. Kalu dead?

To be honest, I hardly knew the man.

When last did you see him?

About a week ago...at the club.

Were you outside the club on Saturday night

when a drive-by shooting occurred?

No.

You worked with his wife, Anjola, right?

Amongst other members of the band.

How were things between Mr. and Mrs. Kalu?

From what I saw, they seemed okay.

but for the most part, I was an outsider.

The club manager...Oscar Nnamani

we'd like to talk with him, but his whereabouts are unknown.

Any idea why or where he might be missing?

I never saw him outside the club.

Okay, that will be all for now, thank you.

If you don't mind,

can I get a glass of water, please?

I'd like to take my medication.

Of course.

For a man who plays two nights a week at a local bar,

you have quite a nice apartment.

Playing the sax is my downtime hobby.

I'm an Investment banker with a top securities company here on the Island.

Island big boy, eh! Thank you.

Were you having sex with Anjola Kalu?

What?

She's a very beautiful woman!

I just wondered if that fact ever caught your attention?

My relationship with Anjola...

My relationship with Mrs. Kalu.. is strictly professional.

Did you ever think of hitting it?

No.

She is my boss's wife!

Yeah.

We questioned her a few days ago

And I won't lie to you...

All the while we were with her..

all I was thinking of, is what it will be like...

to get in between her soft, yellow, moist thighs.

Oh well, but as you said, ah, she's your boss's wife.

And, such thoughts, naturally, would never have crossed your mind.

Right?

We won't take up any more of your time.

And, if you please come by Mr. Oscar Nnamani...

please call me.

Packed all your stuff?

Yup.

Have one last drink.

- Fine boy! - Ok.

With Odera dead, I knew Anjola wouldn't leave the club open,

Wait...

What do you mean? Anjola is gone?

Biggie went up to Magodo GRA this morning to see her.

The whole place was packed up.

Anjola left without saying bye-bye.

Small goodbye letter, you know? She did not write.

Waste my time...

I was just telling Dejare about Anjola leaving Lagos.

What money?

Give me.

The five million U.S dollars

Odera was keeping for Timipre Otobo.

The boss used to keep it in his office safe.

The morning after he got killed,

Anjola comes in here and takes all of it!

Everything.

That woman!

We didn't even realise the money was missing until today.

When we went to Magodo GRA,

Anjola done cleared everything and disappeared!

Thief!

Biggie...

Earlier you said "they"... Who are "they"?

Anjola and Oscar.

Like, I don't even know how the boss didn't realize

those two were banging right under his nose.

Huh?

You didn't know?

How could he know? He was hardly ever here.

I mean, the boss did not even know!

When the boss found out about that other sax player, Tayo Kalejaye,

he puts him in Igbobi Hospital straight...No time.

I have to go.

Correct guy!

I will miss you too much.

Call me, yeah?

Take care.

"The line is switched off,

please try again later."

I'm looking for Tayo Kalejaye.

I play the sax at The BassMent Club

What took you so long?

Got any smokes?

Weed?

I don't do drugs.

"I don't do drugs".

Just murder...right?

Well, what do you have for me?

You got to give me something!

You can't come here and not give me something!

You have to tell me what I need to know,

and there will be more where that came from.

I can't play anymore!

My hands...they're just not steady.

So...

I hear you had a thing for Anjola?

Bullshit!

It was she who had a thing for me!

Oh?

You don't believe me?

Look oh, don't judge a book by its cover!

I wasn't always this messed up.

I once looked as good as you...

Mister GQ!

Anjola was the one on your case?

24/7.

Uh-huh!

The woman...Anjola.

La Femme Anjola!

I gave her that stage name, you know? Me!

I felt the French in it would make it more...exotic, edgy

We used to hang out after rehearsal.

Nothing happened at first...

but gradually,

it got physical.

Until she started dropping hints about knocking off her hubby,

saying it was the only way she could leave him...

the only way she could escape his beatings.

Odera is a bastard.

An asshole even!

But, walahi, I swear,

I never for once saw him lay a finger on her.

So I got to thinking that she was making it all up

just to get my sympathy.

The babe is really pretty.

But I beg...I wasn't going to kill anybody!

Seriously now, for what?

I can hustle here and there,

even sleep with another man's wife

But...murder?

Murder shall not be my case!

So what happened next?

Next thing I know,

I'm being summoned to Odera's car sales office in Surulere.

As I entered the place,

Odera rushed me,

and beat the hell out me.

Apparently she had reported me to him that I was toasting her!

How now...how?

Odera ordered Okilo...

to smash my knees, bro!

Now I'm in this damn wheelchair for the rest of my life!

When I heard about Odera's murder in "City People",

I knew...that Anjola had finally pulled it off.

But how?

How?

She needed an accomplice.

But I guess...

that was you, huh?

Mhm...right?

Mr. GQ...

Bad guy! Bad guy!

Anjola is missing.

I thought you might know where she is.

Why are you looking for her?

Guy!

She's bad news!

Bad news!

It's a lie!

You loved her?

You fell in love with Anjola!

GQ, you're screwed, man!

GQ, you're screwed, man!

You're screwed, man!

- She screwed you! - She screwed you!

Do you know how we catch chimpanzees in Adamawa?

The trapper puts juicy nuts in a glass bottle with a narrow

opening...and ties it to a tree branch.

Along swings the chimp.

It sees the nuts, and he tries to retrieve it.

How? By putting his paw in the bottle.

The only problem is, the chimpanzee cannot withdraw its

paw whilst still holding onto the nuts

So what does he do?

Give up and leave the nuts?

Uh-uh, no.

He keeps trying.

And trying, until, wham...

the trappers net falls on it... caught!

Were you looking for something?

Huh?

You know where you messed up?

When I asked if you had ever thought of sleeping with Anjola.

You replied "no"!

Oh...

Stupid answer, boy.

Are you not a full blooded Nigerian man? Huh?

That told me you had something to hide.

So I kept digging.

Until I discovered that Odera

had double-crossed his business partner, Otobo,

in a five million dollar money laundering deal.

Yes, well...

Anjola must have discovered where he stashed the money.

So she convinced you to help her take Odera out of action,

by stealing the money.

Almost a perfect plan...

Everybody will have thought that it was Timipre that killed Odera,

for killing his younger brother, Tekena...

and that would have left you and Anjola free

to hammer five million American dollars!

Wow, you guys! You were no joke, you know!

A whole 5 million lalas.

And it could have worked,

had I not discovered the murder weapon,

with Odera's brains and your fingerprints on it.

And that glass of water you gave in your apartment,

well I cross-checked the fingerprints on it--your fingerprints on it,

alongside that of the murder weapon.

And will it interest you to know they match?

Hey? I have got my murderer!

I have got my motives.

I have got my case.

Yes, I have!

So am I under arrest?

I want half.

Half of what?

Are you messing with me, big Island boy?

Half of the bloody money, of course!

- I haven't got any money. - Oh...

You know what's an investment past anything, Dejare?

that look down on the rest of us

I have put in 32 years in the Police Force...

I have a partner who has not even done ten,

yet is my superior.

Why...all because of a fancy law degree.

I am an analogue in a digital world.

Okay!

I agree oh, but I have decided on something.

I am taking an early retirement.

And half of five million dollars will put plenty food on my table.

- Oh, God! - Ssh, ssh...

God help me!

God only helps those who help themselves. Half...

You hear me?

Friday, otherwise I turn in the evidence,

and you will go down for murder!

I think you should go to the police.

That's the only way you can clear yourself.

But I'm guilty.

Thabisa, I'm guilty!

My fingerprints are all over the weapon!

Jesus...murder!

Did you love her that much?

I don't even know who you are anymore.

I don't know who I am.

Thabisa, please help me, please.

What do you need me to do?

Look, "Ocean View Properties".

The mainland office is handling the sale

of Anjola's house in Magodo GRA.

There's got be a forwarding address.

Right, just hold on.

If we are lucky,

then my position allows me access to the database from my computer.

Kolapo's a good guy.

Ok, here we are: Anjola Kalu.

Ok, it's a private mailbox in Cape Town.

It's a foreclosure...

The property doesn't belong to Mr. and Mrs. Kalu anymore.

It seems the bank ceased it as collateral against her loan default.

I don't understand...if the property's not theirs,

how come they're selling it?

Because if the bank makes the sale then they can let it go

for whatever amount, as long as they recovered their loan.

It seems the Kalu's were having financial difficulties.

So Anjola is trying to sell the property for an amount

higher than the loan?

So she can pocket the extra cash

Yes.

Cape Town, huh?

No imagination whatsoever that woman.

She's going to have to check her mail someday, won't she?

I was on a SAA flight the next day.

I wasn't going to let that woman ruin my life, and get away with it.

And she took it to Cape Town...

Of all places in the world!

My town...nah...

Anjola!

- Anjolaaa! - Yes...what?

Where is my money?

I don't understand?

Look, it is not here!

You were the last person to open this case,

why are you asking me where the money is?

What did you do with your money?

Don't joke with me!

Please!

Get your hands off me!

Oloshi!

Odera?

Ha...

Jesus! Oh my God!

Heyyyy!

Jesus!

♪ I can't help but lovin' you ♪

♪ My darling ♪

♪ Because you bring sun and joy in my life ♪

♪ I can't help but lovin' you ♪

La Femme Anjola!

We're good together.

For sure.

Our guy... decided to rise from the dead!

After Jesus, this has got to be the best case of

resurrection I've ever seen.

Well, he's certainly dead now.

So who did we really kill that night?

Come...

what is it about me that makes guys think I need saving?

Guys...?

"Knights in shining armour".

Come to save poor, weak, Anjola Titilayo Bakare.

Oscar, it was Oscar's body.

I guess you are looking for some answers.

Well, I did help you commit murder, so...

It's the least you could do.

I see you've got my money?

So, all of this...all of this, is just about money to you?

Hmm? Dollar bills.

Don't take it personal, DJ.

It wasn't entirely business with you.

Thank God!

So...

Why Oscar?

We needed a body.

And Oscar had the same build as Odera.

It was easy, as usual.

I called him, and told him Odera wasn't around.

He rushed over to the house for a quick one.

I caused a scene,

just in time for you.

I bet you didn't know I could act.

So why fake Odera's murder in the first place?

Odera was broke.

The houses, car shop, the club, all na wash.

He dipped Timipre Otobo out of a deal.

And if Odera wanted a chance to keep that money...

he had to play very dead.

That was my five million dollar idea.

And my involvement?

We needed a fall-back guy.

Anjola, me?

Me?

Any guy who would allow a woman talk him into committing murder, dear.

So...

so while I serve a life-sentence in Kirikiri Maximum,

you and Odera would have jetted off to Dubai,

to start a brand new life.

All expenses paid by moi?

Well, I'm sure I would have gotten bored with him eventually.

Just like you got bored of Thabisa.

You may have come from a better background, Dejare,

but you and I are very much alike.

I really loved you, you know?

Then come with me, DJ.

There's 4.5 million dollars in that bag.

With that kind of money, we can go anywhere in the world.

Make a good life for ourselves.

Finance our own music label.

Until you get bored of me!

Thanks, but no thanks!

This money is coming home with me.

There's a police officer in Lagos waiting for it.

Don't try me, DJ!

See you vibrating!

You've been messing with my life this whole time.

Well, it's payback time!

Come on, leave that money!

Anjola! Anjola! Leave this money you idiot...give this to me!

- Anjola! - Get off!

Anjola!

You fool!

Anjola!

Anjola!

Shit!

Anjola!

Hey...

Anjola!

Anjola.

You should have let it go, you piece of shit!

I don't want to hurt you.

You should've just stayed away!

What are you talking about?

You set me up!

I don't care!

I worked hard for this money,

and I'm not going to give it to you or anybody else!

- Not for anybody else! - Anjola!

Get away from me.

- Get away! - Anjola!

- Get away! Aah! - Anjola!

Anjola!

Help, DJ!

Give me the bag!

Hold on!

Hold on! Hold on!

Anjola!

What are you doing? I took the money out!

- I took the money out! - You liar!

Hold on! Grab my hand!

Help, DJ!

Hold on, Anjola!

Drop the bag, I'll reach you!

I can't swim, DJ!

Last flight from here.

Rough time in Cape Town, hey?

Now ah...

This woman don't mess up with your head, well well!

What of my money?

Huh?

How much is in there?

Enough!

Ah, alright...here.

A deal is a deal.

Danladi...

"Born on Friday", right? That's what your name means?

A--ha.

Do you know the meaning of my name, "Dejare"?

Oh, you tell me.

"Innocent".

"Innocent".

Yeah, right!

Here you are today...Oga Police.

You know...

Crooked police officer!

You say what?

Change of plan!

I've been through so much hell today.

So tell me what you have done

to deserve two and a half million dollars?

Your name may be "innocent',

but right now, there is nothing innocent about you.

It's your job to take me to jail.

But, no, here you are,

just another corrupt police officer,

no different from the one's that stand at check-points

harassing drivers for twenty naira!

Twenty naira!

Mr. Johnson, all I want is my share, ok?

You are not getting one single naira from me.

This woman, Anjola, has really driven you mad!

I'm tired!

- I say you're mad! - I'm tired!

I'm tired of being a fool!

I'm tired of doing all the work, and everybody else comes to take!

Not this time!

Not...

I managed to get out before the police got there.

They called it a "Ghastly accident that killed

a veteran police detective".

Needless to say, I was fired from my job.

The apartment on the island gave me the job,

and they gave me three days to pack out.

I'm back to the family house.

Umm, come on...come, let's go.

Kolapo and I made up.

For some reason, him dating my ex

didn't feel like such a big deal.

Check up on you later, little bro.

Blood is definitely thicker than water.

Thank God for my family.

You're probably wondering what happened

to the rest of the money, right?

I figured 2.5 million dollars is enough to set me up for life.

Plus, I could put the rest of it to good use.

"Mother Teresa" kind of good use.

That's better than those two would ever have done.

Don't you believe me?

I still think about her sometimes.

I wonder...

what was real, and what wasn't.

What could have been, and what never was.

But one thing I know.

It only takes a second

to change the course of a life.

♪ I feel precious with you ♪

♪When you look upon me reminding me my beauty and truth♪

♪ with all the little things you do ♪

♪ the little words you say, they got me crazy over you ♪

♪ Darling, darling I love, love you ♪

♪ The little things you do ♪

♪ The little things you say ♪

♪ The little things you do ♪

♪ The little things you say ♪

♪ Ooh, can't help but lovin' you ♪

♪ One time ♪