All language subtitles for Bob.Hearts.Abishola.S01E17.A.Big.White.Thumb.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-NTb-eng

Where's Auntie?

She's gossiping
with her hens.

[women laughing]

Something is funny.

Someone must have died
or put on weight.

Hello, Mummy.

Good morning,
my darling son.

Good morning, Madam.

Kemi.

Why are you so late?

We overslept.

My fault. I kept
him up last night.

[chuckles softly]

Then twice again
this morning.

But we are here now, Mummy.

Bless you, my son.

And bless you.

Bless you even more.

Thank you, Pastor.

It was a wonderful sermon.Thank you,

Sister Olu.

It was 11 hallelujahs.

Excuse me?

You said "hallelujah" 11 times.

I keep track.

Okay.Your record is 18,

when you spoke
on the sins of arrogance.

Your words always renew my faith

and help me
get through the week.

I'm glad to hear that.

How's things going with Bob?

What?

Your American boyfriend.

How do you know about him?

A little birdie told me.

Cheep, cheep.

She means "cluck, cluck."

PASTOR:
I hope

we all get to meet Bob soon.

Oh, maybe. I don't know.

What don't you know?Oh, he's very busy.

On Sundays?Mmm.

I'm sure you can
work something out.

I will try.

Abishola,

you must include Bob in
your relationship with God

just as you include God in
your relationship with Bob.

That's wonderful advice.

I don't give the other kind.

Auntie, why?Do you not

have feelings for Bob?

I do.

And does he not have feelings
for you?He does.

Then why are you hiding him
from your community?

Uncle, help me.

She is worried
that he might stick out

like a big, white thumb.

["Ifanla" by Sola Akingbola
playing]

And thankfully,
Chukwuemeka's mother has

very high blood pressure,

so there's an end in sight.ABISHOLA: Oh.

Kemi.

What? I don't make her
eat the chicken nuggets.

I don't stop her, either.

GLORIA:
Don't matter

what she eats.
The mean ones don't die.

My mother-in-law
is 97 years old.

Bitch just got a new hip.[Kemi chuckles]

The both of you are terrible.

Hey, is it true

you taking the sock man
to your church?

Oh, come on. It's too
good not to share.

Maybe one day. I don't know
if this is the right time.

It better be soon.
The rumors are flying.

The longer you wait, the
bigger and whiter he gets.

I don't understand.

Bob's a good guy.
You're happy.

What you worried about?

Dele. His friends
will tease him

when they see his mother
is dating a white man.

KEMI:
That is true.

Right now the only white man

in our church is Jesus.

Really? Our Jesus is black.

Okay.

Ek'ale,Mum. Kaale.

I want to get your
opinion on something.

Myopinion? Really?

Why are you surprised?

You usually tell me my opinions.

No, I do not.You're right, you do not.

I want to know
how you feel

about me bringing Bob
to church with us.

I would hate it.

That is what I thought.

Thank you.

Mum, wait.No, no, no. It's all right.

Well, I don't want
to be selfish.You are not.

Your feelings matter.

Since when?

Don't be
disrespectful to me.I'm sorry.

If it's what you want,
then you should invite him.

You mean that?Yes.

You are not just saying that
to please me?

No.Are you sure?

Are yousure?

Okay, we are done talking.

How is your suya?

Delicious. Thank you.

Is it better than when
she fed it to you yesterday?

It's just as good.

Because your mother
reheats your food with love.

Try my egusi soup.

Ah, that's wonderful.You know why?

I made it today.

Excuse me.
I'll get another beer.

No, no, wait. I will...No, I'll get it.

Uh, please, sit.

Eat your dinner.

He is such a good boy.

Yes. Although, sometimes,

he can be a very bad boy.

Where did we get
chicken nuggets from?

Oh, Kemi was kind enough to
bring me an afternoon snack.

Ten pieces.

She ate them like Tic Tacs.

So, my son,

how was work at the CVS?

It was very exciting.

A man choked
on a granola bar,

and I had to give him
the Heimlich maneuver.Oh!

When the chunk of granola
shot across the pharmacy,

people clapped.

You are a hero.Oh, no.

I'm just
a simple pharmacist

who took a CPR class
at the YMCA.

Perhaps after dinner,
you can show me

how you wrapped your arms
around this man

and squeezed him tight.

I think you can imagine it.

You imagine it.

I want him to show me.

Take a piece.

Roll a ball.

Make a divot.

Dip and scoop.

It is like he was born to it.

Can I get some more of
that "og-bono" soup?

Ogbono.

Pretty sure that's what I said.

You know, this is nice.

My family never sits
down and eats together.

You're always welcome
to eat with us.
Oh,

then I'll be back for breakfast.

Kidding.

[laughing]:
I did not see that coming.

Bob, I was wondering if you had
any plans for next Sunday.

Um, well, football
season's over,

so I guess I'll just be...

watching old football games.

I thought maybe you'd like
to join us at church.

Oh, yeah.

That's on Sunday, too.

So?

Well, truth be told, uh,

I'm not really a
churchy kind of guy.

What does that mean?

It's just I wasn't raised
with any religion.

None?

BOB:
We always did

the Christmas tree and gifts,
eggnog at the club.

You know, everything
but the woo-woo stuff.

"Woo-woo stuff"?

I'm sorry.

Is that offensive?

I just mean the whole God thing.

So, you are an atheist?

Oh, I-I don't
like that word.

I prefer, uh, sensible.

[laughs]:
Oh, this is awesome.

No one asked for your opinion.

I-I'm glad it works
for you guys.

That-That's what's great
about this country.

We're all free
to believe whatever we want,

even if it's a little...
[chuckles]

Whatever we want.

[laughs]

What about at the hospital

after your mother's stroke?

You went to the chapel
and prayed for her.

Sure, everybody gets religion
when they're in a jam.

A jam?

Like this one time.

I'm flying across Texas
in a lightning storm.

The plane's bouncing
all over the sky,

and I think, "This is it.

We're done."

Then the guy next to me
turns out to be a rabbi.

He starts praying,

and I kid you not, I
went right with him.

By the time we
landed in Houston,

I was speaking Hebrew.

But that prayer worked.

So did the one at the hospital
for your mother.

Well, hold on.

I'm always praying for the
Lions to get to the Super Bowl.

The closest they ever got

was the NFC
Championship in '91.

Now, you tell me,

what kind of God makes
an entire city suffer

for 30 long years?

54 if you count
Super Bowls.

Exactly.

Take a piece.

Roll a ball.

Make a divot.
Dip and scoop.

[door closes]

Hey.

Hi.
Hi.
Hey.

How was dinner
with the Nigerians?

Good. Spicy.

Was there ever a time

when we went to church
growing up?

Well, sure.

We were Unitarians for a while.

What do they believe in?

You name it. It's like
a religious buffet.

You can run around the table

and stick anything
in your mouth.

But I was never
baptized.

Well, sure you were.

Well, kind of.
"Kind of"?

Well, when you were a toddler,

you almost drowned
in the bathtub.

I dropped my drink,
yelled, "Holy Moses,"

and yanked you
right out of there.

That doesn't count
as a baptism.

In the Unitarian church,
it does.

Well, what about us?

Well, after that I hired a nanny

for all the bath-time stuff.

Oh, Mom.

What?! You were
all very slippery.

Why are you asking
me about this?

At dinner, the subject
of God came up,

and I said I didn't believe.

Now, why on earth would you
do something like that?

Well, why would I lie?

To be polite,
you big dope!

It's too late now.

I think I insulted them.

[sighs]

You can still fix this.

How?[grunts]

Here's what you do.

You call Abishola

and you tell her
that on your way home,

you picked up a filthy,
bearded hitchhiker,

whose hygiene
at first

repelled you but then...

he turned out to be Jesus.

Is she drunk?

Little bit.

But aren't all
great storytellers

a little fond
of the grape?

Thank you.

You've all been
very helpful.

Good night.

Why'd we stop going
to that church?

Well, your father and I had
religion shoved down our throats

when we were kids, and we didn't
want to do that to you.

Ah, so, you actually
thought about it.

Yeah, sure.

We figured
when you grew up,

you'd make
your own choices.

Cool.
Yeah.

That still gives us
a couple of years.

[phone buzzing]

Hello, Bob.

Wow, you pack a lot
of information

into two little words.

Hey, look at that,
you don't need words.

Can I help you?

I want to apologize.

You have nothing
to apologize for.

You feel how you feel.

It is good that you told me.

Well, if it's good,
then why am I

burping up ogbono soup?

More silence.

I'm gonna need to gargle.

Say what you want to say.

I acted like an idiot.

I could've told you
how I feel about religion

without being disrespectful.

That is true.

And, if you're willing,

I'd like to make it up to you.

I'd like to join you and your
family this Sunday at church.

This Sunday?

Yeah.

What changed?

Are you suddenly a believer?

No, not a full convert.

Not yet, but

I believe if something's
important to you,

then it's important to me.

I appreciate that.

So, what do you say?
Could be fun.

It will not be fun.

It will be church.

Right, so it's a date?

It is not a date.

It is church.

Right.

Okay, I got some
other questions,

but I'll just check
the website.

Good night, Bob.Good night.

Oh, no.

[quiet music plays]

Isn't it
wonderful?

The two young lovebirds,
worshipping God

alongside the
wise old owl.

[sucks teeth]

Oluwa mi o.

[indistinct chatter]

I'm really sorry.

Just walk.

Good morning,
brothers and sisters.

CONGREGATION:
Good morning!

Oh, good morning.

PASTOR:
Praise the Lord

that we are all
gathered together

on this beautiful morning
for worship.

CONGREGATION:
Praise the Lord!Praise the Lord!

PASTOR:
Welcome all

who enter into the house of God

with open arms!

Do we have any
new worshippers here today?

Uh, yeah, right here.

Ah!

Welcome, brother.

Thank you.

Happy to be here.

What is your name, my friend?

CONGREGATION:
Bob!

Bob.

Come on up here, Bob.

Oh, uh, that's okay.

Everyone, welcome Bob!

[mouthing]

Hi.

Hello, Bob.

And thank you, Sister Abishola,

for bringing a new disciple
into the fold.

Bob, are you a religious man?

Oh, no.

Uh, no.

But I wasn't really
raised that way.

Not to blame my parents, but if

there's blame to assign,
there you go.

He's dying up there.

Brothers and sisters,

we have been given
a golden opportunity

to bring
this lost sheep

back into the flock.

Let us pray.

You need me for
this pa-- okay.

PASTOR:
Dear Heavenly Father, we call

upon you to save
the soul of this man.

Whether he knows it
or not,

it was your love that
brought him here today.

Lord, you called home
your prodigal son,

so he might not suffer

the wretched indignity

of eternal damnation!

CONGREGATION:
Amen!

Amen.

Oh, merciful Lord,

let him see the light
of Jesus Christ

shining into
his very being.

Let him feel
your benevolence,

your love,
your power!

CONGREGATION:
Amen!

Yeah, amen.

God, enter his body!

Enter his body now!

Do you feel
the spirit, Bob?

Well, I feel something.

He is saved!

CONGREGATION:
Praise the Lord!

You may be seated.

Okay, thanks
for everything.

That was very brave!

Give him a hand!

You hear that?
I was brave.

Hey, this was fun,
we should do it again.

We do it every Sunday.

Hello, Bob.

Hey, CVS!

Oh, you are too kind.

How you been?

I recently had
a sinus infection,

but it responded
well to a

course of antibiotics,
which thanks to my insurance

and employee discount,
cost next to nothing.

Can't beat that.
You can,

but only if you are eligible
for Medicare Part D.

I like you.

You're quirky.

Isn't life curious?

There was a time you and
I were romantic rivals.

Mm-hmm.
But that time
has passed.

You are now with the
wonderful Abishola,

and I am with the
equally wonderful Kemi.

That's great.

I'm happy for you.

Yes, I am happy as well.

Good.

May I ask you a
personal question?

Yeah, sure.

Does your mother get
along with Abishola?

Oh, yeah, she loves her.

Probably more
than she loves me, why?

My mother and Kemi,
they are like...

nifedipine and clarithromycin.

Both make your
life better,

but together they will cause
your kidneys to shut down.

So, like oil and water?

Oh, that's good.

I never heard that.

Regardless, I understand
your situation, you know?

Uh, but, there comes a time,
you got to choose.

You got to look your mother
in the eye and say,

"It's not about you anymore,
I'm my own man."

Interesting.

Kemi said something
similar the other night

when she was bathing me.

Okay, feels
like we caught up.

I'm gonna go mingle.

Thank you, Bob.

Hey, Dele!

Yep.

Thank you.

We haven't been here
for a while.

You remember
our first date?

You asked me
if I had any hobbies.

[chuckles] Yeah.

[Nigerian accent]: "Nigerians
do not do useless things."

We do not like being
mocked, either.

Was trying to be cute,
never mind.

When you said
to the pastor

that you accepted
Jesus into your heart,

did you mean it?

Well, I couldn't say
no, the guy was

palming my head
like a basketball.

I was going for cute
again, I'm sorry.

What am I going
to do with you?

What do you mean?

How do I spend my life
with a man who has no god?

Well, maybe God
put me in your life

so you could
bring me to him?

You do not believe that.

Abishola, I-I'm not sure
I believe in God,

but I do believe
in miracles.

I mean, why else would a woman
like you be with a guy like me?

The free socks.

Don't be cute.

We should have dinner sometime
with Bob and Abishola.

You think so?

Absolutely.

He and I had a very nice
conversation at church.

Good man.

Let's do it.

Should we go to a restaurant
or should I cook?

Ah, you should cook.

Okra soup?

That would be
wonderful.

Of course, we'd have
to invite Mummy.

Of course.

Oops, I dropped the soap.

CHUKWUEMEKA:
Ah, forget Mummy!

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