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- Hey, Chief, one Green Lantern.

- Come on!

What is this?

We've been waiting for hours!

- Huh?

- There is a line.

This country has no concept of lines.

- I-- I--

- The line is here for a reason?

- I'm-- I--

- Charley, what's the problem?

Are you okay?

- Who is this?

Is this your friend, just coming to cut the line too?

- Ah? Ebey like this? Obroni dey craze ooh.

- Herh, excuse me?

- Please, guys,

let's not let this get out of hand.

Please.

- It's your friend; he's the crazy one,

cutting the line in front of everyone.

Who do you think you are?

- I can't believe this.

You--

You are so rude!

- Paul.

Paul.

Paul. Paul.

Ah, you paa!

What is it?

You make small thing go spoil our night?

We can't say we dey come chill ooh.

- Look, I need to go, right?

I have work tomorrow anyway.

I left the iron on. - No no no no!

This is what you always do!

We can't say we dey come chill

the way you dey do this thing.

What be the problem, ah?

The night is too young ooh.

- Look, if you have to stay, stay!

But I need to go.

Goodbye.

- Paul!

Paul!

Mtchew. You dey see your man.

- Paul.

- Hello, Chief.

How are you doing, Sir?

- Look, I need those spreadsheets

on the Koomson accounts on my table by Monday.

- Uh-- Um,

Sir, I--

told you my friend was getting married this weekend.

- And you are not getting married, are you?

- No, I'm not.

- Good. Monday, then.

- I'll take care of it after lunch, Sir.

- I don't need to know your whole schedule. Just get it done.

Oh, by the way,

enjoy your wedding.

- Yeah. Hello, Charley.

Yeah. How for do?

I'm just based at work.

Yeah, I'll be stepping out for lunch soon.

Yes!

Look, I'll see you in a bit, then.

Okay, bye.

- Hey.

- Ah.

What's up? - Yeah.

Excuse me?

Excuse me?

Can you please put on the football?

I don't want that confusion.

- Paul,

I no dey understand you.

You, you say you be Ghanaian

- Mm-hmm? - way you no dey like football.

How?

- Look,

don't start with me today, I beg.

My boss is already trying to ruin my day.

- That your boss, you need to talk to him.

Why does he want to take advantage of you like that?

I thought you told him about Joojo's wedding weeks ago?

- Look, I don't want to talk about it.

- Okay.

I hear.

So,

have you heard that Joojo and

whatey nu dey happen for that hotel for East Legon there?

Charley, I dey suspect say it go be dull

way I wan make you then me, we plan something to spice 'em up.

- Yeah, I don't know.

It may be fun.

- You and I know that Joojo

is some dull guy.

So, I just want--

- Okay.

Like you said, we'll see.

- Yeah. Uh--

Yeah, um--

Can I have my--

special burger?

- Yeah.

Mmmm.

Mmmm.

This--

is delicious.

- Charley, me,

some kenkey and fish will do ooh.

Ah!

At least, it will be less expensive.

What is this?

Hm? - Hm.

Mmmm.

This

is great.

So,

last night was eventful, right?

- Mm-hmm.

Oh yeah!

That foolish--

White woman.

Who the hell does she thinks she is?

I mean, coming to our country

and throwing her weight around like that.

These foreigners think

that they can come to our country

and act like they do in their own country.

This is an organised place,

you know.

I didn't cut the line.

It was her fault for not speaking up.

- Yeah, yeah, I know.

- You know,

that is why I love

our Ghanaian women;

homely,

sophisticated

and--

they know how to act around a real man.

Not this--

stupid,

skinny,

ugly, unscrupulous--

rude Obroni girl who thinks that-- What?

She-- - Excuse me?

This "stupid Obroni girl"

knows how to act around a real man.

Unfortunately, she's not seen one

since arriving in Accra.

- You!

- Yes, me!

You didn't think you'd see me again?

- I--

What do you think you are?

- What?

I'm a woman.

I deserve an apology

for all those nasty things you said about me.

You don't know a thing about me!

- Please,

why don't you sit down,

relax and--

let's talk about it?

- You're-- You're on her side?

- What side?

- Hm! He just wants you to blindly follow

whatever it is that he wants to say.

- Ah? What does sh-- ?

Mtchew.

- Paul.

Paul.

Paul!

Sorry. I'm sorry.

- Mtchew. - Charley.

- I'm not going back there.

Ah, I don't even understand this!

- Charley, you no pay ooh.

Way that beggar,

edey cause, huh.

- Mtchew.

Here.

But--

Paul, make you no dey bore.

Charley, make you no dey bore, okay?

- But I have a lot of work to do, so--

I will see you at the Bachelor party.

- Okay, bye.

- Okay.

- I have to get ready.

- Paul, can you hear the sound?

- Yeah. It looks as if our--

smoke detector is malfunctioning.

- Mm-hmm.

How are you this fine evening?

- The evening is fine;

and I can see you're having a good time.

- A good time--

fun, chilling and all that.

Paul,

I can't even decide which of my girls to bring on Sunday.

- Nana Opong, grow up

and act like a real man.

A real man gets a woman,

marries her and starts a family.

- Pfff!

Paul!

I can see you've not lived!

Dating the same woman for years

doesn't make you a real man.

It makes you boring.

- That's Mommy.

Did you do the dishes?

I told you to do the dishes.

- Why? Do I look like Cinderella?

Hey. - Hey!

- Hi, Mommy. - My little rascals.

- Mom,

you're looking so--

beautiful today. - Do I?

- So beautiful.

- Eeeh? - Mm-hmm.

- Thank you.

- Mom, you know what?

I left my phone in the room and I have to go.

- Eii,

thank God that, at least, I have one sensible son.

Paul. - Yeah?

- Why don't you wear--

the shirt I bought for you last month?

I mean, the blue one?

- Mommy, but I-- I was going to wear--

you know, the one I just got.

- Pauly--

Mommy says wear the blue one,

please.

Please. - Okay.

Okay, Mommy. I--

You know best.

- Thank you, my handsome son.

- I'm so happy that

your wedding is coming on this Sunday.

Oh, Mommy--

but I'm-- I'm not getting married.

Joojo is.

- I know, but I can't wait for the day that

you will get married.

The only thing is--

I wish your father--

was here

to see his sons growing up,

to see you married,

to see you have children.

I--

- No, please don't.

Look, I-- I--

I will get married.

- But you haven't set up a date!

- I-- I will.

- When?

This weekend?

- Okay, I-- I-- I--

I'll talk to Serwaa about it this weekend.

- I thank God.

She's such a lucky girl to have a handsome boy like you,

huh?

You are a real man!

Oh, Pauly,

you remind me so much of your father.

Even though your brother--

resembles him more,

but you act exactly like him.

Oh, I miss him so much.

- Mommy. - I miss him so much.

- Mommy, I-- I know, you know.

- Ah,

I am pleased that you are marrying--

a good Ghanaian girl.

Aren't you happy that I selected her for you?

- Yes, Mommy.

I am.

- You are?

Alright, the old ones must rest,

- Yeah. - whilst the young ones--

enjoy.

- Take good care of yourself.

Don't drink too much.

- Okay, Mommy. - Huh?

- I won't. - I love you.

I love you so much.

- I love you too, Mommy.

Yeah.

- Alright.

- See you.

- Mommy is gone.

Paul, you know what happened?

The girl just left her clothes,

her bags, her shoes--

Everything is still in my room.

Oh, that's funny, right?

Yeah.

So, as I was saying,

a real Ghanaian man eats

banku in the morning,

plantain in the afternoon and--

fufu in the evening.

Afterwards, he unbuttons his big stomach,

sits and watch football and TV.

That's a real Ghanaian man.

He does not eat kenkey with fork and knife like some--

real dollu.

- Herh.

So, 'Saint Paul',

how's work?

- Oh, it's okay.

And you?

- Oh--

Same.

What?

- Pfff, Charley,

I can't believe you're getting married.

- Oh my God, me neither, man.

There are times I actually have to pinch myself

to make sure I'm not dreaming.

- Yeah, Charley.

Look, it-- it-- it--

It feels like only yesterday,

we were reading books on--

how to talk to girls.

You know, you know!

And we were so cool back then.

- Yeah.

Um, Marian,

she's the sweetest girl.

- Correction:

she is wonderful.

You know,

I could never have imagined

in a quadrillion years

that I would ever have met somebody like her.

She's amazing

and I feel--

I don't even deserve her, man.

- No, don't say that.

But you are lucky.

I mean, it is not easy to find somebody.

- I know, but-- you are lucky too, right?

- Ah yes, yes, of course.

I mean, pfff.

I guess I forgot.

You guess you forgot?

- Yeah.

- You guess you forgot.

Sorry, sorry, dude.

Sorry, look--

Look, we're human, okay?

We are bound to forget at one time or another, but--

just make sure

that you don't go "forgetting"

and some other girl, huh?

- Okay.

- Uh, by the way,

speaking about the love of your life,

what is Serwaa up to tonight?

- Oh yeah, um--

she and the girls convinced Marian to go to

Paparazzi tonight.

So, we're meeting them there.

- Oh, I've been there a couple of times,

a very cool place.

The-- The food is great. Um, every--

I-- I-- I-- I really-- I really like it there.

It's just that, um--

You know, I'm not really--

the outgoing--

you know--

- I mean, me too; but hey, man.

The women, they must have their way.

Yeah.

- Why not?

We might even have a great time there.

It could be a blast.

It's just that some of these clubs, man,

they-- they just charge--

ridiculous amounts.

Ah?

Shake my head.

- Did you just say,

"shake my head"?

- Yeah.

You know what?

I think that's kind of cool.

Yes, it sounds kind of funny.

Shake my head.

Hey!

- She's here.

How could you do it?

- What?

- How could you bring her?

- What's going on here?

- Paul's new "best friend"

is giving him plenty wahala.

- Judas!

Come on, Paul.

- Hi. You must be Joojo.

I've heard so much about you.

- Oh, hello. - Wow.

- Hey.

Kwame, where should I put the FIFA?

Oh, right there.

Fix it there.

Paul.

But, you, why?

Make you no dey do so.

Paul.

- Judas.

"Judas"

Constance Ofori

Kwame Frimpong.

Mtchew.

Nonsense.

- Paul!

- Ah?

What's with him?

- Big boss.

Um--

Sorry.

I know you think I've--

betrayed you or something like that.

But I talked to her.

Melani.

That's her name.

She's cool;

and I think if you gave her the chance,

you would like her.

She's an artist from Spain.

I'm gonna introduce her to my--

friend, Mark,

the art dealer.

She's been in Ghana for a while now.

And you know what?

She's more Ghanaian than you are.

- Kwame,

it's your time for the--

FIFA Finals.

- Oh.

They've beat you already?

- Mm-hmm.

Serious?

Aww.

Two shots for you there.

- There's a lot of--

football and beer in there.

- I don't like football.

I don't like beer.

- Yɛfre me Melani.

- There's a lot of beautiful women

with big asses in there too.

- I'm not an ass man.

- Look, I don't mean it that way.

- S-- Stop laughing at me!

You're trying to turn my friends against me?

- No.

I'm sorry.

I--

I was having a horrible day that day

and this afternoon--

is no excuse.

I--

I should not have yelled at you.

Mepa wo kyɛw,

fa me bone kyɛ me.

- Me too,

I am--

sorry.

It's fine.

- Uh--

Hey, guapa,

we're heading out to the club.

Uh--

Uh-uh, Paul. - Yeah?

- Uh-- I need you for something.

- Okay. Uh--

I'm- I'm-- I'm coming in.

- Okay.

- Okay, bye.

- Hey!

Thank you so much.

I can't believe you got everyone in here for free.

- Oh, it was really no big deal.

I'm friends with the owner.

Some of my paintings are in his restaurants.

- Ah-ha!

I knew I knew you from somewhere!

You had a show in my friend Elisabeth's workshop.

- Now, I remember!

And you had a beautiful head wrap!

- I can't believe you remember. That's so cool.

Oh yes, and I love your accent.

- Ah, you are so sweet.

Aww.

- Whisky, everyone!

- To Bra Jack!

- Herh! - Hey hey hey hey, wait wait wait wait!

Ah, but you paa!

Um-- Why Bra Jack?

- Jack Daniels.

Abi, ebey them wey them pay the bill.

- Oh.

- To Bra Jack!

- To Bra Jack!

- I'll be right back.

- Okay.

- One more for Bra Jack!

- One more for Bra Jack!

- One more for Bra Jack!

- Paul.

- Mm?

What?

- Charley, I need your help.

- Argh, Nana!

Grow up again!

- Why, are you drunk?

- Yeah.

- Paul, see, I got two girls here, right?

I don't want to make them come by me.

So, I want you to--

occupy this one,

so I get rid of the other one, yeah?

- Ah?

- Paul.

Oh, hello, Sonia.

This is my brother, Paul. - Hi.

- He's gonna get you a drink, yeah? - Nice meeting you.

- Yeah, um-- - So--

- Alright. - Let's get a drink.

- Mm-hmm.

- Okay.

- Hey, sweetie! - Hi, sweetie. Oh!

- I missed you. - You're looking good.

I know. I did it all because of you.

- Mm-hmm. Do you know? Let's go and get you a drink.

- Why? We can sit here and have a drink. - No, let's-- Let's go, let's go. Let's go.

- Where? - Let's go.

- Argh, Nana, you are always coming up with something.

- Joojo.

Joojo. Oh!

Joojo!

Yeah?

- Joojo, I've been meaning to ask--

- Now, what is it, Love?

How do you know Melani?

- Oh, um--

Kwame invited her.

But-- But, don't worry about her.

She's cool. She's really cool.

She's practically one of the guys.

So, don't worry about her.

- She seems kind of cool. I met her.

- Yeah, she is. - She's really nice.

- Yeah. - It's--

just that it all seems a bit too random,

don't you think?

- Marian, please don't get jealous.

Besides, you know I would never do that!

- I know.

I know.

- Baby,

look,

you promised me and I promised you

that we would have no more secrets between us.

Hm?

Now, you know I would tell you if--

I know I don't deserve you

and I know-- - Joojo.

Baby,

I forgave you a long time ago.

It's just that--

I hope--

if I messed up--

you'd forgive me too.

- Well--

Joojo knows that

that day is never going to come.

Hm?

And he knows that's never going to happen.

Now,

I'm going to get a drink.

I'll be right back.

Would you like one? - No, I'm fine.

- Are you sure? - Mm-hmm.

- Alright.

Give me some sugar.

Don't go anywhere.

- Sure.

- I'll be right back.

- Okay.

- Hey.

What are you doing here?

I was just talking to somebody.

- Boyfriend?

- Pfff.

No. Why?

You want the jam?

- No!

I don't chew white meat.

- Pfff. - I like it black.

- I didn't know--

Paul was married.

- No, he's not married!

That's just his fiancée.

- Oh, I see. - Yeah.

Well, I'm not here to talk about

Paul's boring love life.

I've got more Bra Jack inside there;

- Mm-hmm? - and I know Paul is not going to drink.

So, I want you to go and grab Marian,

so that you guys come and drink.

I think she's in the washroom

and--

I think I need to pee too.

So, let's go.

- Marian.

Oh.

I guess you've-- had too much to drink?

- No.

Melani,

can I trust you?

- You're not going to tell me you are a lesbian, are you?

- No.

I mean--

I barely know you,

but I have to tell someone.

- Oh, you can talk to me. I--

I'm a Piscis uh--

¿Cómo Se dice en inglés? Uh--

- A Pisces? - A Pisces!

Listeners! - Wow, me too!

- March 10th. - March 11th!

- Wow, we are practically twins!

Okay, I'm gonna tell you,

but you can't tell anyone.

- Mm-mm. My lips are sealed.

- I'm pregnant.

- Oh, who's the father?

- Joojo.

- Oh, this is--

This is wonderful. And this is why you didn't take the shot?

- You saw that? - Uh-- uh--

- Oh! - It's okay.

I don't think anyone else saw.

I don't know.

I just don't know what to do.

I don't want people to talk.

- You and Joojo are getting married anyway.

What's the big deal?

- Here is not like is in Europe.

A girl getting pregnant before marriage?

Doesn't look good.

People here talk.

- That's why I had to rush the wedding.

- Oh, people will always talk!

To hell with them!

That's what my father would say.

You're a grown woman

and you make your own choices.

But don't worry,

I-- I-- I'll keep your secret.

- Thank you.

- It's pretty exciting.

How long have you known?

- A couple of weeks.

I'm so nervous.

I don't even know how to tell Joojo.

- I think you should tell him.

- I don't know.

- My watchman, he used to tell me,

"Melani, what can come, can come."

- You are a Ghanaian papa.

I don't know--

I don't know if I should tell him.

He doesn't like babies, you know.

I just don't want to freak him out.

You know men.

- Well--

I thought I did

before I came here.

- Okay--

What did "he" do?

- Mm--

I don't want to talk about it.

- We are sisters now.

Keeping secrets is part of the deal.

Come on!

I guess they say, uh--

love is blind?

I just didn't see that he was taking advantage of me.

- Don't worry.

It's fine.

Not all men are like that, hm?

Well, don't worry.

They say, "Somewhere in this world,

"there's someone for all of us".

I wonder where mine could be.

- Pfff!

- Hey,

I didn't know you were in there.

- Oh, that's why dey dey call me 'Ninja'.

- Uh, nobody calls you that.

- Herh!

Go to Community 13 and biz.

Dey dey call me 'Ninja'.

Some sef dey call me 'Hunta'.

It seems you are in a good mood this evening.

- Er, yeah, I'm drunk.

- Argh!

So, Melani--

- Yeah, what did she say?

- Charley, she dey there.

She dey drink up you serious.

Throughout my life, huh,

I've no see woman way dey finish

half bottle of Alomo

before the party sef starts.

- Yeah--

So, um--

she-- she's seeing someone else?

- Nah. - Maybe, she's seeing someone.

- No, I don't think so.

Maybe, some big man dey handle am.

But, Charley,

Joojo sef say he dey invite am come the wedding party, so--

- Eii, that would be fun.

- Yeah yeah yeah yeah.

- Hey, hey, dudes! What, the party is in here?

- Oh yeah.

- Let's get going!

- You dey see your man?

He never go down.

- You're right.

"Shaking my head."

Oh, don't worry, Paul.

It's okay. It's all good; it's all good.

Anyway, um--

the girls said they are tired

and they want to leave.

So, do you guys want to go back to the hotel?

- Sure.

- Um, sure. Who--

exactly is going?

- Uh--

I think it's Jason--

uh, Tee--

Malik,

Helel,

Carl,

Mawuli, uh--

you, me--

That's it.

- Well--

- And Melani!

Yeah, I think she's also going, yeah.

- Okay, so--

what are we waiting for? - Let's go, guys!

Mtchew, these people.

- See, this is what I'm saying:

things are very different in España.

- Like, how?

- Huh?

Like-- for family.

I mean--

it doesn't matter--

who you marry,

as long as you're happy

and in love.

- Hmm.

Here, e no dey like that ooh.

If you no know and you go bring

some 'yawa' girl come house,

mtchew,

the way Mommy go hassle you.

She never go agree!

Herh!

- I don't think my mother would approve of--

you know, a foreigner for my wife.

- Hmm, but why?

It doesn't have to be this way.

- It's just the preservation of our culture, you know.

I think that, uh--

the older ones are--

afraid that we--

we may go off and marry a non-Ghanaian

and--

I mean, someone from--

another African country

or even from another tribe

and we might lose some of our culture.

- Mm-hmm.

Um, I mean, I understand

wanting to keep the culture,

but don't you think that--

maybe--

if you marry someone of a different culture,

it can help make your culture better?

I don't know why it really matters anyway.

All these Ghanaian men, they have all these other women

and it doesn't even matter where they're from or who they are.

- Well, not all of them.

- Ah.

I know, I know.

But, should it matter--

who you're marrying,

if it's a different culture,

if--

if you're in love?

- I-- I--

I don't know about that.

I mean--

Look, my engagement

was pretty much arranged

and--

my mother explained my duty as a son in our culture

and--

yeah, it made sense to me, you know what I mean?

- Mm-hmm. - Yeah.

- I mean,

in España, we--

have very strong--

family culture as well, but--

I guess there's just more freedom to marry who you want.

I have some friends who--

maybe, they were dating someone when they were 16

and now they're married.

- Ah!

Never!

Mtchew.

Yeah, I mean, um--

Look, in-- in-- in Ghana,

we are not--

really encouraged to date growing up.

- Yeah. - I mean, so--

It-- it makes it a little bit difficult

to relate to the opposite sex romantically.

I mean--

later on in life.

And-- and so, we pretend like

we know what we're doing.

- Hmm.

Is that what happened with your ex?

- No no no no.

She made a video.

Um--

Pfff, but-- But that's a long story,

you know.

You see--

When you're in love--

you're blind

and--

you let--

whoever it's

you're in love with get away with--

ANYTHING.

Yeah, he would just--

He'd say things that--

that break your heart

and-- and--

you just feel so--

- Feel so stupid?

For even loving them.

- Yeah, I mean--

that is why I appreciate Serwaa.

I mean, she is quiet,

um--

- How long have you been with Serwaa?

- Oh, for months!

I mean-- our mothers are old friends,

and so, you know-- she knows me.

- How, do you mean?

- M-- My mother, I mean!

I mean, Serwaa knows knows who I am--

- Hmm.

- you know.

- Do you love her?

Serwaa?

- Yes.

I mean, and--

we're gonna be married very soon and--

it's gonna make my Mommy--

proud and happy.

- Hmm.

- And that means a lot to me.

- You really listen to your Mom.

That's rare.

You are a good son.

- Thank you.

Yeah, um--

You know, my--

my dad passed away when--

we were young,

and so my mommy had to raise us up;

and--

I remember my--

my dad's extended family

wanted to take the family business away;

and--

Sorry.

She--

She was so strong.

I mean, she--

She stood up to them and--

me and my brother--

we owe her the world.

I mean, look, I-- I trust her.

I trust my mommy and--

listening to her has got--

gotten me where I am today.

- But, are you happy?

- Yes.

I am so--

happy.

So happy

with a big smile.

- Yeah.

I also lost my mom--

when I was young.

My dad, he raised us.

- Aww.

- That makes a lot of sense.

- How?

- I mean, you--

the way you behave along comfortably;

I mean, it's like--

you're one of the guys already.

- But still very woman?

- Yes.

Um, no. I mean-- I mean, not--

not that way. I mean--

It's--

Well, look--

I'm in a--

I'm engaged.

You are fine and--

- I know. - you know--

- You-- you don't have to explain yourself.

I understand.

So, um--

So, it means that--

I guess you can't cook, then?

- What?

- Ah, if your father raised you up,

I mean--

how could you have learnt the woman's duty?

- Because a woman's duty is learning how to cook?

- Well,

probably--

there are other things like--

make babies?

- Hmm!

- You almost had me.

Mtchew, argh!

You just wait!

I'll cook.

I will make you tilapia and--

and yam.

You will be shocked.

- Oh.

- Oh, my goodness! - Oh my gosh!

- My God, I would never!

- You!

Did we have sex?

- I don't know.

But, how would I know?

This-- This is your fault! - Huh, my fault?

- It-- It was y-- you

who wore that sexy dress to seduce me!

- Yes, this is my plan:

I want to seduce you so that I can steal all your money!

Come on!

- Well, I-- I was drunk.

- Yeah, me too.

- E-- Exactly.

N-- Nothing happened definitely happened, I'm sure.

- No, nothing.

- Oh,

come on, guys!

It's too early in the morning

for all this wahala.

- We're trying to figure out what happened last night.

- What happened last night?

What happened last night?

Oh, come on, guys!

Nothing happened!

I was right here.

Unless, maybe--

you--

- Ah!

- Stop!

Eii, pushaah!

- Guys,

what's the time?

Oh no, we're gonna be late.

- Late for what?

- The traditional wedding.

- Ah,

I think Joojo mentioned it last night.

- Yeah. He asked me to invite you.

- Ah no no no, I can't.

- Oh, come on; it's gonna be fun!

- We're wearing the same thing as yesterday.

We can't go like this.

- Yeah, she's right. - No no no, guys.

It's better we go like this than--

being late.

Come on!

Alright,

I think I have a plan.

Yes, I have a plan.

- Nana? - Yeah?

- Where is your brother?

- Oh, I don't know. I think he's at the back.

- Doing what?

- The wedding is about to start ooh.

- Ah? Mtchew.

- So, is uh--

Is Joojo going to ask for her hand?

- Um-- Not exactly.

- So, the family members of Joojo are--

You know,

they've gone to vouch for him

and--

you know--

that he intends to marry Marian.

- Yes, and that is called

the 'Knocking Ceremony'.

It was actually done 3 months ago.

- Hmm, okay. - Yeah.

That's when Joojo's family

come to Marian's family;

they knock and they say,

"We have found

"a beautiful flower in your house".

- That is so cute!

- Yeah.

Yeah, and-- And so at this point,

the family members are going to invite them into their house.

Well, in this case--

you know, the hut.

- Um--

- Once in that space,

they're gonna negotiate the bride price.

- Hmm. - Yeah.

- What--

What is the "bride price"?

- The bride price

is called "the dowry".

- Okay. - It basically includes

all the valuable things

that show the value of the bride.

Talk about money,

clothes, - Yeah.

- drinks,

jewelleries, anything expensive.

- Yeah. They're-- they're-- They're just like gifts

for the family members, - Exactly.

- you know, - Yes.

Just to show appreciation for the bride. - Mm-hmm, yeah.

- Mm-hmm, right. Where is Marian in--

all of this, anyway?

- Marian

finally comes at the end

gorgeously.

- Okay, so--

they're gonna call her out

and they're gonna find out

if indeed she really wants to get married,

you know;

and then, she's gonna show them

who the man is, you know.

After that is confirmed,

then everyone is happy.

Yes!

- It's so sweet; it's like a play or something.

- Yes!

This is our culture.

I mean, Ghanaian

"cultcha".

- Yeah.

Look, I mean, look--

It's-- it's-- It's very important that we keep

some aspects of our culture,

- Yeah, yeah. - you know.

I mean, the nice ones.

- Yes, yes. - Yeah, of course.

- The "nice ones".

So, have you had your traditional wedding yet?

- No.

- No, I haven't.

- Eii,

it looks good.

- Lovely.

- Yes.

- Hi, Mommy.

- Ah!

- Hello, Aunty Stella.

- Pauly, you look horrible!

- Yeah.

- Hello.

- Hello. - Hello.

- Congratulations. - Thank you.

- Congratulations. - Thank you, Uncle.

- Congratulations. - Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you, thank you. Medaase, wae.

- Marian!

Aww.

Joojo, my darling! - Eii.

- You're alright? You're alright?

- I'm good; I'm good, yeah.

- Hmm,

what a great ceremony!

- Yeah. - Yours is next!

- Oh, Mommy--

- Yeah.

- In fact, I never thought I would see this day coming,

that my best friend would get married.

I thought this one would die alone.

- Kwame!

- Yes, Maa?

- Why can't you come for the palm nut soup again in my house?

- Oh, Maa, it's not me ooh.

It's Paul! - Ah?

- He doesn't want to invite me.

He wants to eat all the food alone.

- You-- you see your friend?

- Yes!

- Uh--

I can see you have another friend here.

- Okay.

So, even though you gave me heads-up,

your best,

your wisest,

your oldest,

your 'best-est--'

Eii, wait,

I already said "best".

Okay.

I have the honour to plan your wedding.

I mean, your wedding.

- Oh, sorry, Mommy.

Um, this is Melani

from Sevilla, Spain.

- Hello, Aunty. It's so nice to meet you.

I've heard so much about you.

- You have? - Mm-hmm.

- Mm.

Well, sometimes, it's good to introduce our culture

to outsiders.

- Listen,

it's not that complicated.

- Hm, mm-mm!

- I just want a simple,

classy,

beautiful wedding.

Nothing over the top.

- Mm-hmm. - Please don't go overboard.

- Yes, no going overboard.

PLEASE!

- Me?

As in Beth Owusu?

When have I ever done that?

- Um--

This is Aunty Stella,

my son's future in-law.

- Well, we are yet to--

know the date for the wedding.

Who knows how long into the future that will be?

- Let's see--

How about Aunty Helen's 65th birthday bash last year?

- And Ludwig and Senaa's--

wedding anniversary last year?

- Mm-hmm, and-- and--

And your cousin Tess' surprise home-coming birthday party?

- Ah, and just recently, Kwame's naming ceremony!

- Mm-hmm! And also, what about--

- Hey, zip! - Ah?

- Zip!

Thank you.

- My son will take care of that very soon.

Huh, isn't it?

- Yeah. - Uh-huh.

He's just too busy--

to do it, huh? - But, you know--

the only feeling better than seeing your children married--

is seeing their children.

- See my grandchildren? - Oh my God!

I've seen these!

Ah, I've seen these, please!

- Um, I really need to get going, okay?

Um-- - Why? Why that?

- It's okay.

Trust me,

I will personally see to it that this is the most

modest wedding you have ever had.

- Amen. - Hm.

This, I'll have to see. - Okay?

And you don't like my ideas of releasing 200 doves when you say "I do"?

And yes, I have this idea-- - Ah, Beth, Beth, Beth, Beth,

we trust you, okay?

- Just don't go overboard.

- At all! - Please.

- No-- - But, you will miss the rehearsals!

- Yeah, I know, but you remember we had--

We scheduled the counselling meeting way before the wedding was pushed forward?

So, you know, I--

I-- I have to. I have to leave now.

Okay? - Yes.

- See you, Aunty Stella. - Alright.

I'll see you guys later, okay?

Oh, I got lipstick on your face!

- You always do. You always do.

- I got lipstick on his face.

- Even your kisses are overboard, Beth.

- Oh, come on!

- Tell Mommy I said "hi", okay?

- Okay. - We'll do that!

- Thanks.

- Argh!

- I'm finished.

- You know something?

Why - oh why - do I have the feeling that

she is going to go overboard?

- I have the same feeling, darling.

- Go.

- Bye.

Hugging in public?

- Huh?

- I was thinking--

I think we should invite Melani to the wedding.

- Done!

- Hmm?

You won't even ask why?

- No, baby. I don't need to.

Why not?

I trust you.

Rian, Rian--

Listen.

After all that we have been through

and after all I've done,

you deserve nothing,

but the utmost happiness tomorrow!

So, whatever you want, just name it.

It's yours.

Anything you want!

- I didn't see you leaving the club last night.

How was the rest of your night?

- It was fine.

- Is everything okay?

- Everything is okay.

I'm just tired.

Jacob was--

bothering me again.

- Jacob?

He's always asking me for money!

I can't believe you dated him.

- Why didn't you tell me he was worrying you?

- I don't know!

I can handle it myself.

I don't need you to be my big brother.

- I am not your brother;

I'm your fiancé!

Look, I'm just--

Look, I worry about you.

- You don't have to worry.

I can handle it myself.

Hey. Hello, Mommy!

I know!

I was just about to call you.

Oh my God,

are you serious?

You're such a pigeon!

- Yes.

No. I--

Listen, I said I've got everything under control, okay?

So, you just let me be.

Yes.

Hurry it up, okay?

Let me do my job, okay?

I'll call you back.

Hey! Hey, guys,

please come back. Thank you.

Like NOW, thank you!

Come, come! Thank you.

Yes, come!

You! You! All of you!

- Sorry.

Sorry, children, for being late.

Uh--

I have a serious--

runny stomach;

diarrhoea, huh.

- Erm, shouldn't you see a doctor?

- No no no!

It's just a mild diarrhoea.

Excuse me! Hurry up!

- Ah, asɛm bɛn nie? - Yes, thank you all.

Now--

Thank you.

- Please don't-- don't-- don't--

Don't start with me.

- Excuse me?

Fast, hurry up!

- Herh, Beth,

can we get this thing over and running?

- Marian,

can I do my job?

YOMO,

you only get married once.

- It's your 'YOLO' -

you only live once!

But, by the way this is going,

I don't think I will last that long!

What can I do for you, children?

- Uh, we're--

In fact, we're here

for the counselling meeting.

- Oh yes, I remember!

I remember.

Um--

I see you have a very strong connection.

- Huh?

- Your internet connection.

What service are you using?

- Vodafone.

- Oh, Me diɛ--

it's MTN.

And do you know? I've not been able to update Tinder

for days.

- You, move!

Move your fat head!

Yeah.

Thank you.

DJ !

Yeah.

Please rise.

Oh Lord, have mercy!

Save me, Lord!

Save me!

Save me!

You! - Beth, really?

- Hm!

- Oh, young lady,

Please, will you take it easy!

- Shut up!

You know, a friend tells me,

um, Tinder--

is just like, uh--

Facebook.

- No, Father.

Tinder is a dating app.

- Come again?

- It's a dating app, Father.

- It's like an app where people find--

singles of scores

or-- or hookups, actually.

- Oh, that-- That's impossible.

Because I've been disc--

I've been chatting with young, um--

Christian men and women

on this site.

- Father, can we really--

get to the reason why we're here?

- Of course, of course.

Um--

Why are we here?

- Come to me, baby.

Marian,

you're walking too slow!

- Argh, please!

- Beth!

Don't you think you're going out

just a little-- ? - Excuse me?

Who's the wedding organiser here?

Thank you.

Come.

- Because we are supposed to.

- No no no no.

Serwaa?

- Oh,

because we want to get married.

- Why do you want to get married?

- Marian, you're moving too fast.

Slow down! - Now, what is it?

Too fast or too slow?

- Fast, baby.

Fast!

Sister,

do you really want to get married?

Do you want to get married today?

Do you?

- Ooh!

- ECG, why?!

- Oh!

- I'm so done with this!

I can't take this anymore!

You guys just go ahead without me!

- Ma--

- Because I love him.

- Why do you love him?

- He--

Well, he's handsome,

has a good job,

comes from a good home

and, uh--

he will take good care of me.

Where is my glasses?

Argh,

I left it somewhere.

- Joojo! - Herh, Marian!

Joojo, do something!

Do something.

- Ma-- Ma-- - Marian!

- Marian, honey, wait wait wait! Wait! - What?

- Why-- Why are you here, son?

- I--

- Take your time.

Take your time!

- I--

- Marian.

- What?

- Baby, relax!

Take it easy!

It's just dumsor.

- It's not the dumsor!

I'm just--

pre--

- Prag--

matic?

- I'm just preparing for tomorrow.

- Oh.

Okay.

Baby, we're all preparing for tomorrow!

- I think I'm just stressed.

I have too much on my mind.

- And, honey, that is why

we are getting married, hm?

To shed the loads on both our minds.

Not yours; not mine.

Ours.

Hm?

- I want to marry Serwaa.

Um--

and because my--

I-- I mean,

I'm 30 years

and, um--

I want to start a family.

I mean, in our culture,

a man has to marry a woman.

Honey, look at me.

Look at me.

You don't have to do anything

that you don't want to do.

Whatever it is,

I know Beth can figure it out!

She always does,

hm?

- Okay.

- Come here.

- Those are very good reasons

to get married.

- Joojo?

- Yes, baby?

- Joojo, I love you.

- So much. - Come here.

Come here. Come here. Come here.

I know!

But, why do YOU

want to marry Serwaa?

And you know I love you more than

Ghanaians love politics.

- Mm, sí.

Sí, Papi. Buena.

Sí.

Oh, gracias.

Adiós.

Hi, Joojo!

- Hi. - I think we are done here?

- Yes, it's a--

It seems like Marian is not really up to it right now.

- Is--

Is she okay?

- Yes, she's fine!

Just a bit tired, you know--

wedding jitters.

- Well--

Thank you so much!

I've had such a really good time.

- You're welcome, but--

Why? You're talking like

you're planning to leave.

- I need to change.

I need to shower.

Your family has been so nice to me,

but-- I-- I--

I haven't known you guys that long.

- Madam, Madam,

YTTM !

That means "you're talking too much".

- Mm.

- Melani, honestly,

you have to come to the wedding!

- Marian told me that

if you don't come to the wedding, she won't marry me!

Okay, well, she didn't exactly say that,

but, uh--

I-- I felt it;

and-- and we guys, we can feel these things.

- It's not funny!

Don't laugh; come on!

Can you imagine?

Anyway, she did tell me that

you guys talked.

- Mm-hmm.

Yes, we did.

- Whatever talking it is that you did,

you have to continue, so that she will marry me!

And I know you can do that!

Look at what you did here, hm?

You've livened up this boring engagement, hm?

It's so much more lively here now!

And besides, you are so cool, hm?

- Wow, you must really want to marry Marian if--

you're begging me like this.

- Believe me, you have no idea!

I really do.

I need her!

Like a president needs votes to win at an election.

So please,

if you wouldn't do it for me, would you please do it for Marian?

Please, please, please, please, please, please, please,

Pleeease?

- For Marian, fine.

But, ah!

I don't even have a dress!

- Chica, don't worry!

But, you're supposed to meet Marian

later at Chez Julie, right?

- Mm-hmm.

- Good!

So, Kwame can take you home.

Then from there, he takes you to the store!

Problem solved!

- Fine, thank you so much!

You've seriously--

You've-- you've--

just welcomed me to your wedding.

You've welcomed me into your f--

your culture.

- The pleasure is all mine!

You just keep convincing Marian to marry me,

and we're great to go.

- Alright.

- Um--

I have to go and do a few things;

So, um--

I'll meet you later tonight for the dinner.

So, whatever happens,

please do not be late.

- Mm-mm. - Seriously.

- You know, as Ghanaians, we don't like being late.

Ghanaians are never on time!

- What was that?

I can't hear you!

- Well, so far, things--

have been a bit--

rough.

I hope tomorrow--

will be more organised.

I wonder about that French girl.

- I don't understand what she's doing here.

- Gloria,

- Ah?

- I keep telling you,

watch your son.

- What are you trying to tell me?

- Who knows where they went to bring

that foreign girl from?

She looks like trouble.

That hug was very inappropriate!

- Oh, Stella!

- I'm only worried for my daughter.

I don't want any scandal.

- Neither do I.

I have known for a long time that

Paul and your daughter

will marry.

You see, even when they were children.

I know your son can get attracted--

to--

these--

- unstable types. - Mtchew.

We all saw that--

video.

Remember?

- Stella, I know my son.

- Okay. - He is a dutiful one.

He will surely marry your daughter;

and very soon,

we will be grandparents.

Oh, Gloria!

- Why? - You know I already am.

Cry your own cry.

- Argh! - Eii.

- Why? - Sɛ, I've shown you all of these pictures?

- I've already seen them. - No. No, no.

- I've seen them! - Maybe, you've forgotten.

- It's okay; it's okay. It's okay. Stop. - My grandchildren. Look.

- Oh, mtchew. Why?

Why are you behaving that way?

It's okay, I don't want to see it.

- Cry your own cry.

- I don't want to see it.

- Paul, what happened at the Counsellor's?

- Look-- I know.

I-- I'm sorry.

I don't know what happened.

- I hope I have nothing to worry about?

- No!

Of course.

What do you have to be worried about?

- It's fine.

Um--

Let's just meet at dinner, okay?

- So what, you just-- drop the baby?

- For you information,

it's not like I intentionally drop the baby!

It just--

slipped.

- Slipped?

With all the muscle,

the baby slipped?

Wait. Is it that you don't like babies?

Wait. You don't--

You like the process, but you don't like the produce?

Really? How can you drop a baby?

How?

- Look, I don't have anything against--

I-- I like babies.

I just prefer--

the company of adults.

They don't slip.

Does this suggest you won't have babies with Marian,

huh?

- Look, Marian and I will have babies

when I'm ready to have them.

It's j--

Why are you harassing me with this anyway?

- Mm? - Don't you have something better to do?

- You are my better something I'm doing.

Where is this--

key?

Aunty.

- Aww--

Aunty Gloria,

this dress is really nice.

- Thank you.

I mean, the dress is nice.

But it doesn't look--

good on you.

- Mtchew.

- Beth, must you always be so direct?

- Ah, I'm just speaking my mind.

- Joojo, may--

May I speak to you, please?

- Oh.

Sure, sure, sure.

- Um--

Beth, could you--

like give us a moment, please?

- Oh.

Yeah, sure.

- Like now?!

- Oh.

Now? Oh.

Oh okay.

- Ah?

That girl is always a strange one.

Why?

- Yes, Aunty Gloria.

But, uh-- Don't worry; her--

her heart is in the right place.

Well--

at least, most of the time.

Anyway, what's up?

- I wanted to ask you,

where from that French girl?

- Oh, you mean Melani?

Well, actually--

she's not French.

She's Spanish, from Spain.

- Yes, Spanish, French, whatever.

What is she doing here?

- Uh, Paul and Kwame met her

a couple of days ago when--

they became friends.

Um--

She's really a nice girl.

- Joojo!

This is very weird.

I hope you haven't invited her

to the wedding?

- Well--

Aunty, the thing is--

we all really do like her and--

yes, we did invite her to the wedding!

- Ah!

It is very inappropriate!

What will your parents say,

huh?

Well, I don't know.

Maybe,

you want to introduce your culture

to strangers.

Aunty, I--

I really don't know what is it that you want from me.

- Well, in actual fact,

I wanted to congratulate you,

especially--

for marrying a good Ghanaian girl.

- Aunty,

to be frank with you,

I'm just happy that I'm marrying

somebody that I love

and who also loves me back.

It really wouldn't make any difference to me

whether she was Ghanaian or not.

- You are young.

So, you don't understand our culture.

It will be very nice

if you get yourself a good Ghanaian girl.

Now, listen:

people from different cultures

shouldn't mix!

Plain and simple!

- Aunty--

forgive me, but--

isn't it more important

to marry someone who loves you?

- Love is important,

but it is not all that important.

I am happy that you and Paul

have been able to find yourselves

good Ghanaian girls.

This is all--

that I was hoping for my son.

- But, doesn't--

Paul's happiness mean anything?

- Serwaa will make him happy.

The happiness will come.

This is what you young ones

don't understand.

It will come!

Anyway,

I think I-- I--

I want to go and rest before the dinner.

We don't understand.

Maybe, it is YOU

who doesn't understand!

- Are you guys still talking?

Oh.

- Bye.

- Oh cool, man.

What's up?

I'm at Melani's place.

We're gonna--

link up with Marian at Chez Julie.

Okay, yeah.

Marian is there already. So--

no problem.

See you soon.

Alright. Bye.

- You didn't have to wait outside, you know.

- Well, I always believed that

women deserve their privacy.

You have a gentleman behaviour.

- Thank you.

Get in!

So, there's so much traffic going this way.

- Mm-hmm.

- You're causing a lot of conversation

in the family.

- Really? - Yep.

- I don't like this.

I don't want people talking about me.

- Why? People will always talk about you,

no matter what.

- Mm-hmm. - Pfff.

You are a White woman

with an African taste.

- What is "African taste"?

- The way you talk,

the way you dress;

even the way you drink Alomo--

- Mm? - is very Ghanaian.

- Well--

Thank you. I've been--

trying to fit in as much as I can.

- No.

You don't have to try to fit in.

You just have to be yourself.

Not everyone is going to like you.

I take you like my sister.

Thanks, Kwame.

- You know what I was thinking?

- Mm?

- That you are more Ghanaian than Paul.

- Oh really?

- The guy doesn't drink,

not even Alomo,

though he knows I represent them.

He doesn't dance.

He doesn't like football.

In fact, he hates football.

He's the only Ghanaian I know

who eats kenkey with fork and knife.

- Aabah!

- But--

he's a good guy.

- Mm-hmm.

- He's always been there for me,

even though he's a bit difficult.

- Has he always been like this?

- Kind of--

I think he has a problem

expressing himself.

I remember our secondary school days,

I was having a problem

with my English assignment.

Paul stayed up the whole night

to help me

finish my assignment

and he forgot to submit his.

Mine had a 'B'.

My only 'B' in secondary school.

He was so angry with me.

We didn't talk for weeks.

- Mm!

- But--

he's always been there for me

and I appreciate him for that.

- Yeah,

it seems like it.

- Yeah.

And he deserves to be happy,

especially after--

Gigi,

his ex-girlfriend.

- Yeah, he didn't tell me about it.

- Yeah, he won't.

Even we all don't know.

We just got the--

video.

I think he went in too quickly

to trust her.

He can be too kind sometimes,

putting others before himself;

and the problem with that is--

people take advantage of you.

He's actually been under pressure

to get married for some time now.

Pressure from his mom?

- Oh yes.

- Even this thing with him and Serwaa,

I have my doubts about it,

because--

I've heard a lot of things

about Serwaa and--

her ex-boyfriend.

- Really? - Yeah.

- What kinds of things?

- Mm, I won't tell you.

That's why I am still single.

You women are too much of trouble.

- Ah!

Men are too much of trouble.

- No, because you women make us crazy.

- Mm?

I guess we would just agree to disagree.

- Yes.

- Oh, there they are!

We've been waiting for you guys for like ever.

- Yeah.

- We're arriving fashionably late

as always.

- Excuse me, excuse me.

Please, are you ready to get whatever you came for?

- Um-- yes.

- Ah.

This way, please.

Mtchew.

- What? - What is his problem?

- We convinced him to stay a bit later

so you could get a dress.

He was supposed to have closed an hour earlier.

He says he has a date or something.

- Yeah, we've got to go.

We don't have a lot of time, guys.

- Mm-hmm.

- How about--

this one, guys?

- Which size? - This one?

- Mmm--

- No.

- This will go like that.

- Hi, Melani!

Marian! What's up?

- I need to talk now.

- Can it not wait till I'm fully dressed?

- I think I'm beginning to show.

- Oh. - What do you think?

- No.

No, I think you're fine.

- I can't keep this secret anymore.

Joojo makes me feel so guilty!

It's like he knows.

- Madam, do you know you have taken too long here?

I don't want to be late for my date.

- In a minute!

- Ah!

Okay.

- Ma-- Marian, are you okay?

- No.

This secret is killing me.

- Um, guys--

- GET OUT!

- This is the women's changing room!

- I know! But the sales associate

is getting very angry.

He's threatening to lock us in here.

- What?

- What were you guys talking about, though?

I heard something about a secret.

- Hey, guys, please--

the guy is not joking ooh.

He's going to lock us up.

Please let's hurry up and go. Please.

- Ju-- just hold on. These ladies have a secret.

- No, we were just gossiping; that's all.

- It's nothing important at all.

- So, you admit there's a secret?

- Uh-huh.

- Mm?

You know what?

I think I know what it is.

Melani,

you are Ghanaian

and your name is Akosua Bamboy.

- Mtchew.

- What's that? Guys!

- Mtchew, nonsense.

- No way.

- Ah! What's that?

- No no no no no no no no!

I can't believe this!

It's all falling apart!

- No, Marian.

It's going to be okay.

- No.

Joojo is going to find out

I'm pregnant;

and then he won't want to marry me.

Then, I'm going to end up--

fat.

And die alone.

See them?

Men.

See what they've done to me.

- Did you just say you are pregnant?

- I messed up.

Now, we are stuck in this overpriced store.

We are going to miss the dinner

and miss my wedding;

and I will die alone.

- Calm down.

Everything is going to be fine.

Okay, you know that Joojo loves you more than anything.

You guys are meant to be together.

Seriously, this pregnancy

is a gift.

- Yeah, Marian.

We all love you;

and I know you have

strength in you to carry that.

We are all a family now

and we are here to support you.

- Thank you, guys.

But you know he doesn't--

- Like babies?

- Yes, we know.

- Look, I think you should find

a good time to tell him.

- Yes,

but not the way you just told us.

- Thank you, guys,

so much.

I'm so blessed to have friends like you.

- Is it a phone?

- Ha! - Oh, he's back!

- Get out!

- Serwaa,

- Yes, Maa?

- You know you are my youngest daughter.

I love you very much

and I've been waiting anxiously

for you to get married.

Hm? - Maa, I've done--

I've done everything you told me to.

- I mean, it doesn't look to me like you are serious

with your relationship with Paul.

- We're going through counselling;

we'll set a date soon.

- To tell you the truth,

Serwaa,

you see this French, Spanish or wherever she's coming from?

That girl?

I am not happy--

- about the way she--

she hangs around Paul.

Right? - You know what--?

- If you don't take care

that girl is going to snag Paul

from under your nose before you know it.

- That won't happen.

Paul and I will get married

and we'll have all those lovely

lovely grandchildren you've always wanted.

Just don't worry.

- Well, okay.

I hope--

you don't keep me waiting too long?

- Sorry.

- Sorry, we are late.

- Eeeh!

- Hi, Mommy.

- Mtchew.

- Oh. E-- Excuse me.

Waiter, excuse me.

- Paul, what's the matter?

- No, no, he-- He gave me the wrong food.

- Oh, that's my fufu!

- It's my fries.

- You're done?

- Yeah.

- What?

- Aww.

You two look so cute--

together.

Serwaa,

- Mm-hmm?

- be careful--

she doesn't snatch your man.

- No, no way!

No way!

- Chill out, guys.

Your little secret is safe with me.

- What is all this looking-looking that is going on?

Melani,

do you chew your fufu?

- No, I only swallow.

- Wow.

- Pauly?

- Yeah?

- Do you chew your fufu?

- I don't eat fufu.

- Come on, Paul,

when you eat your fufu, do you chew it?

- Yes, I do.

- Mm, Paul.

- I learned you weren't supposed to chew.

Kwame, do you?

- Mm-mm.

No.

- Only Obronis chew their fufu.

- Wa-- Watch it, Beth.

- Come on, Paul.

Look, you can chew your fufu.

No one cares;

but, when chewing,

make sure you don't talk with your mouth full.

- Nana. - Mom?

- Why are you late?

- Oh, I had some business to run,

you know?

- Mtchew. - Yeah.

- What kind of business?

- Eii, what dis?

Charley, hey,

this Obroni dey enjoy the fufu wow

and she eats with her hands.

Paul,

you should take note.

- Shut up, Nana.

Mtchew.

- I'm Nana, by the way.

My annoying little brother.

- That's my official title.

- My name is Melani.

- Melani?

Oh,

what a nice name.

What are you doing here?

- She dey come play football for here.

- Wow. - You dey craze.

Shut up!

- I'm an artist.

I live here in Ghana.

- Okay--

Then, why are you in this wedding?

- If it's any of your business,

she happens to be my long-lost cousin,

from Spain.

- From Spain?

Ah?

I bet you know a lot of footballers, then.

- Oh yes! - Mm-hmm?

- Messi sef be ein

ex-boyfriend.

- Really? - Ah, Charley!

- Ah! - Uh-uh.

Not Messi, but--

I did have a boyfriend

and he played for Barcelona.

- Wow. - Mm!

- Wow. - Wow!

- Oh!

- What? - Seriously?

- Yeah, seriously, which one?

- I can't tell.

- Aww.

- You guys are all acting weird on the table.

- Was it Neymar?

- Mm-mm.

- What is a "Neymar"?

- Anyway, all these footballers,

they are local.

- Paul,

I think it's time the best man

made a speech.

- No, no, Charley.

I-- I really don't want to do it.

- Yes, you should!

Toast!

- Toast. - Toast. Mm-hmm.

- Toast, toast, toast,

toast, toast, toast, toast,

toast, toast, toast, toast,

toast, toast, toast, toast

- You all know I'm not too good with words.

- Yes,

we all know that.

- Anyway, um--

I-- I've known Joojo--

for so long.

Um--

and he's a friend

and he's great.

And Marian.

Well, Marian is just sweet

and she's also great.

I-- I guess all I'm trying to say is that

they're both great.

- Yes, we know they are all great.

- Ah, Kwame!

- Huh?

- Um--

I'm sorry.

Well, um--

To many, many years;

- Yes!

- And--

I love you, Joojo.

I love you, Melani.

- Eii!

- Um--

Raise your glasses, everyone!

- Paul. - What?

- Oh, I think you wanted to say--

"Marian",

not "Melani"!

- Marian!

That's-- That's what I meant.

- Marian. - Yes, Marian.

- Cheers! - Cheers!

- Cheers!

- Cheers.

- Mommy, cheers! - Yes, cheers.

- Cheers. - Cheers

- Cheers.

- Uh--

Thank you--

Paul, for that--

uh-- great--

and--

uh, lengthy--

speech!

Marian,

I love you.

- I love you too.

- So much.

You know--

my father told me--

life is about those--

"Uuuh!" and--

"Ah!" moments

and that I should find somebody--

somebody special,

to share those moments with.

Marian,

I know I don't deserve you;

but hopefully--

- It's so nice!

Ah-huh!

- Aww.

- Ajeii!

- By the way, Paul,

- Yeah?

- I saw the video online

and someone has made a sing along to it.

- Come on--

Why-- why do you bring it up now?

- Ah?

It's been a year now

and I thought you brought all of them down.

- Nana, stop it!

- What, Mom?

- You know what? I really have to excuse myself.

- Oh, Paul. - Paul?

- Nana. - Paul!

- You see what you've done? - What?! Argh!

- Ah!

- Mtchew.

- Ah?

- So, what it is about this video?

- I will never tell you.

- Okay.

So--

Gigi,

his ex--

girlfriend,

she stole Paul's phone

and sent a long video broadcast

to all his contacts

- What the hell?

- I know, right?

In this video,

she said a whole lot

of indecent things about Paul.

It was so embarrassing.

She admits to--

cheating on Paul,

but blames it on him that

he--

is the one at fault.

Wow, this girl is crazy!

She cheats on him

and then she blames it on him?

- She's really crazy.

In fact, she admits to cheating on him

and then just broadcast the video.

Everyone got the video!

Even Paul's boss

got the video!

- Oh, Serwaa.

- Come on! - Serwaa. Serwaa.

- Oh.

- Nana.

- Was it the time or the place

to bring this up?

- What did I do?

- Oh, shut up!

- Hey, Paul.

- Yes?

- What's wrong?

Nothing.

- I heard you say my name back there.

- No, I--

I mean, I don't remember I--

Look, either way,

it doesn't matter anyway.

- Oh.

- No, it's not--

Not like that.

I mean,

you mean nothing to me like that.

- Mm? Wow!

you really know how to make a lady feel special.

- Please don't do that.

You know what I mean.

I-- I-- I'm engaged.

I can't.

- Don't worry; I understand.

Look, it's--

It-- It's not that.

It's--

It's the video.

I-- I thought I had put it behind me.

I--

But, still--

Pfff. - You don't have to explain yourself.

I understand.

You're very trusting of people and--

Sometimes, you get hurt.

Sometimes, you think you've moved on

and then, it's like--

- We-- take several huge steps backwards.

- Exactly. - Yeah.

- You're going to be alright.

Serwaa,

she's a nice girl.

- Thank you.

I--

I-- I feel a bit better now.

It's so easy to talk to you.

Ah okay, so--

I was--

Oh.

There's something I want to say.

Serwaa, it's--

Serwaa, it's not what you think.

Serwaa!

It's not--

- Aunty Gloria!

- Oh, don't start with me!

What have you done?

Huh?

- Whatever is going on

between you and my son

should stop now!

You understand?

- It isn't what you think.

- It's what? Tell me!

Let me tell you;

if you think you can come to my country

and ruin my son's happiness,

then--

you are not good enough for him!

Huh?

If you think because you can eat our food,

sing our song and then do whatever

will make you a Ghanaian,

let me tell you,

it doesn't make you sh*t!

Mm?

My son will marry a Ghanaian woman,

but not a French girl!

It isn't your decision.

- Herh!

Excuse me?

What did you say?

What impudence!

Who gave you the audacity

to talk to me that way?

Is that how you talk to your mother?

Huh?

- Is that how you talk to your mother?

Here, in Ghana,

our children respect the elders

and they obey whatever they say!

You understand?

Huh?

There's nothing going on between me and Paul.

- I don't care!

And I don't believe it!

But, listen.

Whatever is going on

between you and Paul,

must stop!

Whatever you do,

my son will marry

a Ghanaian woman.

Do I make myself clear?

Or you want me to speak in French?

- I'm not French; I'm Spanish!

- Oh go a you!

Whatever!

And so, what?

Listen to me,

I don't want to see you

at the wedding tomorrow!

Huh?

Trust me,

so long as there is blood

flowing through my veins,

my son

will marry Serwaa,

not you.

NOT YOU!

Because people from different cultures

should not mix!

That is the best!

Is that clear?

STAY AWAY

FROM MY SON!

Stay away from him!

- Paul. - Yeah?

- Paul.

Wha-- wha-- What's the problem?

- Oh-- I--

My God, I-- I don't know.

Melani and I were talking,

Serwaa saw us.

- And so, what?

Why are you acting up like this?

- She ran away!

- Who?

Melani?

- No, Serwaa!

- Okay, dudes, what's happening?

Where's the fire? - Okay, so--

Serwaa saw Melani and Paul.

- Oh, Heavenly Lord.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait--

Don't tell me you guys were kissing?!

- No! It was--

It was just a little hug.

It was a simple little hug--

that doesn't mean anything.

Anything!

- Uh, Paul.

Um--

- Yeah?

Don't you think that,

uh--

maybe--

possibly--

there might have been

just a little something in that hug?

- What do you mean?

- Yeah, um--

I think he means--

Melani--

is a great girl. - Yeah.

- Right? - Mm-hmm.

- I don't like where this is going.

- Paul.

Look,

Serwaa is my cousin,

Okay? She's my blood.

I love her.

But--

I just don't think she's the right one for you, dude.

- Where the hell is all this coming from?

- Paul.

Please.

You are our best friend.

Come on, you have always been there for us!

- Yeah.

- Now,

let us--

be there for you now!

- Yeah, bro. - Please.

- I-- I-- I can't believe this.

- Look, Paul, l--

- I got this.

Paul. - What?

- I think--

you have some feeling for Melani

and you are not being true to yourself.

If you look deep inside you,

you know it,

that you are only marrying Serwaa

just to please your mother

- This is bullsh*t! - No.

- No, Paul; it's not! Mm?

It's facts! Mm?

Why are you trying to fight us on this one?

Mm?

Why don't you take a look inside your heart

and find out, what is it telling you?

- Paul, I'm sorry.

- Look--

I have nothing to say to you.

- This isn't my fault; you hugged me!

- It doesn't matter!

You are trying to ruin my marriage.

- Come on, Paul!

- This is not your business, Kwame!

- I don't want to see you.

Pfff.

- Fine; I don't want to see you either!

- Argh, my God!

What do we do now?

- Well--

so much for my wedding dinner, right?

- Hey.

Hey, bro. - Yeah?

- What's up?

Do you want to chat?

- Honestly, Nana, I--

I'm so tired. I just wanna sleep.

- Alright, I get you. Look,

I'm really sorry about earlier tonight.

I didn't know that you were going to get upset about this whole--

- It's okay, ah!

- Paul, relax, man! I'm apologising to you.

There is no reason to get angry!

Okay, I'm sorry.

Paul, come.

- Okay, sit down.

Can I give you some advice?

- Who are you to give me advice?

- Do you know where your problem is?

- No.

You tell me what my problem is.

- You want to ignore all your problems,

instead of standing up to them.

You're too lazy to make your own decision

and you let people walk all over you.

- Where-- where-- where are you getting at? - I'm not finished!

Have you ever stopped to ask yourself

why Gigi felt she could walk all over you?

It's because you let her.

Paul, you need to teach people

how to treat you.

You cannot just expect them to know!

- So--

you have all this figured out?

- No, I don't.

But, when it comes to people,

I let them know what I am about,

especially when it comes to women.

If not, they are going to walk all over you.

- I don't even know what to say.

- You don't say anything.

You just run away.

Paul, you cannot let people dictate your life.

You need to stand up and be a real man,

a man says how he feels

and deals with the consequence

or you're going to make a big mistake!

- What do you mean?

- Do you love Serwaa?

Really?

- Where-- Where is all this coming from?

- I saw her run out of the restaurant.

I mean, we all saw her.

- Oh. So, you've heard from her?

I've been looking for her. - Paul!

Let her go!

You know deep inside your heart she's not the one!

You're just marrying her to make Mommy happy!

- I am doing my cultural duty!

- You have to do what is right for you!

That's why I'm saying you cannot live someone else's life!

If marrying Serwaa is going to make Mommy happy,

but it's not going to make you happy, Sir, why are you doing it?

Ma guy,

you no go fit please everyone ooh.

You have a responsibility for yourself.

- Responsibility for what?!

- For happiness.

Paul, you need to listen to your heart.

- Tell me, what does your heart tell you?

- Herh, I'm telling you

this is not the place!

How many more weddings are we going to crush today?

Uh?

- Juuust--

one.

I'm gonna find you, Paul.

- Herh, Uncle!

Eii, Uncle, Uncle!

Eii! Hey yah! Get up!

This is not a funeral.

It's a wedding!

Get up and move!

And you, you're gonna just sit down

without doing anything?

Get to work!

Hurry up, work!

Fast!

Do I have to do everything by myself?

- Yeah, girls,

poppin' bottles!

Oh, this thing!

- Mm.

Open it, girl.

- It's popping.

- Pass the "champay"!

- Hey hey hey! No, no, no.

It is "cha-pan-yay".

- What-e-ver.

- But, wait ooh!

What about the Alomo Silver?

- Yeah!

Yes! - Mm-hmm.

Yes.

- Uh--

- Marian.

Aren't you drinking?

- Do you want some?

- Okay, you girls get out!

Now, I've had enough.

- What?

- Get out!

GET OUT!

Ah!

- You promised to be there for me.

Ah!

Kwame,

you are taking me to Melani's place.

Now!

Okay, I'm waiting.

- Gentleman,

you can't sit here.

Is there were I asked you to sit?

- I'm taking video.

- Shut up.

That is why we do rehearsals.

On second thought--

- What is up with all this?

- Oh, shut up!

Sit.

Eish!

Herh, Mama!

If you sit there, I will--

Mm!

Here.

- Eii! - Perfect.

Excuse me?

What are you doing here?

- Um, we are here for the wedding.

- But, whose wedding?

- Oh, is it not the--

bride and the groom? - Mm?

Listen, you cannot think you can come

for someone's wedding for free food.

Get out!

Parasites.

- Anyone seen Joojo?

- No.

- No.

Hello there.

- Marian. - Yes, Marian!

Remember me? The one getting married--

who's pregnant?

Why aren't you at my wedding?

I'm sorry, Marian.

I just can't. - I don't want to hear it.

Melani, I thought you promised to be there for me.

You promised to help me get through this.

- I know,

I know.

Marian, look, I--

- Don't "Marian-look" me.

Melani, I need you.

All my bridesmaids are idiots!

I feel fat.

I'm stressed.

In fact, I'm freaking out.

All I know is these past few days,

you are the only one who seems

to understand what I'm going through.

- Charley.

- Well--

it looks like it's finally here.

- Yes, it is.

Are you nervous?

- Me, nervous?

Nah.

Dude, I'm not nervous at all.

- Okay.

- I'm terrified.

I'm marrying the woman of my dreams and I--

I feel like I don't even deserve her.

- Mm.

Hey, um--

Look, I'm--

I'm sorry for getting angry with you guys last night.

- Oh no no no no no, dude,

don't worry about that. It's a-- - Okay.

- It happens, you know. It's a--

No, no, forget about it, please.

It's-- it's-- it's cool.

It's cool.

By the way,

have you heard from Serwaa by any chance?

- No.

Look, I've done everything.

I even signed up on--

What? Snapchat.

Well--

- I don't know, dude.

Maybe--

Maybe it's for the best.

Uh--

I understand you, Paul.

I mean--

sometimes, we mess up--

We have our doubts--

- Is there something you--

you wanna tell me?

- It's complicated.

- Life isn't complicated.

People are.

You're right.

I should have been there.

I-- I promised.

- You sound like there's a "but".

What's going on?

- Well--

Last night, at the restaurant,

I--

Serwaa saw me and Paul.

- Saw you and Paul doing what?

- We were hugging.

- What's wrong with hugging?

- Well--

It was--

a little more than just a hug.

- A little over 2 months ago,

at our corporate retreat,

- Mm-hmm?

- I kissed another woman.

- Okay.

- Call it, uh--

A moment of weakness.

I-- Pfff.

But I didn't kiss her because she was attractive.

I was honestly doubting--

if I was in love with Marian

and--

I felt that if I kissed another woman

and I was still in love with her,

then, it was real.

- S-- So, how did it feel?

- Nothing!

Nothing.

Nothing for her.

Nothing for Marian.

But I decided to--

man up and confess and--

tell her what happened.

I was expecting the inevitable, that, you know--

we would break up.

But she forgave me;

and in that instance,

something wonderful happened.

- Yeah.

- All the magic just came flowing right back.

I looked into her eyes--

and I felt the love that I felt the very same day I met her.

It was amazing!

- Yeah, I remember that.

I was there.

- Is there something going on between--

you and Paul?

- No, no.

- But you have feelings for him?

Listen, Melani,

I can't tell you--

how to feel for someone or--

But, if there's the slightest chance

that he might have the keys to your happiness,

you should totally get him.

- But--

What about Gloria?

- Gloria doesn't know sh*t.

She feels she knows it all.

She feels she knows her son.

She feels there's this--

connection between Paul and Serwaa.

Nobody sees it; just her!

- You're probably right, but--

I just--

I don't think he wants to see me.

- Sometimes, you just have to--

let go and--

do what you want to do

and tell yourself, "What can come, can come".

- Now, you're taking my line.

- I know.

- Relationships ain't easy, dude, hm?

- Yeah.

- Now, if you're thinking or if you feel--

that you have something special for Serwaa, my cousin,

then, by all means, Bro,

just go for it!

Give it your full 100%.

- But if there's any doubts,

I mean, even the smidgen of doubt,

then you would be wasting her life and yours!

And I don't think that's fair--

to either of you!

- Okay.

Now, it's my wedding day,

not Paul's,

not Serwaa's,

and definitely not Gloria's!

I need you at my wedding.

You've got to be there.

We didn't get that dress from that expensive boutique

just so you don't get to wear it.

- Hmm?

I'm supposed to be the one giving you an inspirational speech!

- I know, right?

But we are running late.

I have got to get married before this baby--

pops out of my stomach.

Sweety,

everything is going to get okay, hm?

Love always finds a way.

I have a good feeling about this one.

And the bride is never wrong.

You know that, right?

- Even on your wedding day.

- I know.

On my wedding day.

Excuse me.

Marian.

Melani,

if you two want to get married to each other,

we can figure that out.

If not, we are getting late.

So, we need to hurry up. - Yes, yes, we are getting late.

So that we go.

I really felt guilty about--

what happened with the other woman;

and I know this sounds crazy, but--

I'm actually happy I did it.

Because it showed me the truth.

I love Marian.

- Yeah.

- And there's nobody I would rather spend the rest of my life with!

That's it.

You are going to be--

a wonderful dad.

Look, eventually.

Yeah.

- Oh, yeah.

Right.

Eventually.

- Yeah.

- What's that?

The traditional thing koraa is worse. - Eii!

- Why?! - Gloria, your son isn't coming?

- Ah?

The White girl, ooh. The White girl. - Mtchew.

- I told you. - Huh!

- Second girlfriend. - Oh, pfff!

Mtchew.

- Aunty, please sit down.

Where-- Where are you going?

- I'm going to look for my son.

- Where? Which one?

The womaniser or the angry one?

- Mtchew!

- Well--

- Yeah?

- Let's shift the focus back on me, okay?

Especially since it's, uh--

my wedding, hm?

- So, anything a best man can do?

- There is a lot the best man can do.

- Okay.

- And he can start by going in there

and telling Marian that I'm ready.

So, let's go do this thing!

- Okay.

Alright.

Yeah.

She's a lucky girl.

- No, dude.

I'm the lucky guy.

Oh, Paul!

- Yeah?

- Don't forget to follow your heart.

- So, this is the b*tch you are with?

- Excuse me,

who do you think you are calling "b*tch"--

b*tch?

- Oh, you go feel real pain!

I'm gonna slap you like "Ryu"!

- And what is that?

Slap me!

- See, please--

- And is that why you brought me here? - No, no, listen,

this is not the place to do this, yeah? Let's just find somewhere else and talk.

I beg you, please,

so we don't cause a rant, yeah?

- Eish! - Nana.

- So, please.

- Nana, I'm leaving.

Do not call me again.

Do not call me again!

You allow somebody else to insult me!

Leave me!

Don't touch me! Don't touch me!

I'll go. Leave me alone!

Leave me alone.

- Paul. - Yeah, Mommy?

- Is everything alright?

- Where is Serwaa?

- I-- I--

I don't know.

Honestly, I haven't seen her since last night.

- You see? This has been my fear.

It has been my fear.

I have my suspicion about this Spanish girl,

huh!

Listen,

there can be nothing

between the two of you!

I forbid it! - Ah, what is this?

Mommy, honestly,

I don't have time for this.

- Herh!

Remember who you are talking to.

I am your mother

who sacrificed her life--

for you! - Oh, Mommy, come on!

- Is that how to talk to your mother?

Paul, is that how to talk to me?

- Mommy--

I need to go. Joojo is waiting for me.

- Paul!

Herh.

Hm!

- Herh,

Marian, paa!

See the way she kicked us out when we were enjoying our champagne!

- She's like that.

See her face! Mtchew.

- Come on, girls-- - 'Too-know'.

she's been under a lot of pressure.

- So? Is she the only person getting married?

- Mm-hmm!

- Um, hi, ladies.

Um, have you seen Marian?

- Shouldn't you be asking about Serwaa?

- Oh no!

Maybe, he should be--

be asking about the Spanish girl,

or don't you think so?

- We know all about your Spanish girl.

- Mm-hmm.

- Look, ladies, I don't have time.

There's a wedding going on here.

- Mm?

What about your wedding, Paul?

- Yes.

Paul,

what about your wedding?

Where is your fiancée?

- Mommy, please.

- Hey!

It's a hallway party!

- Hey, Melani, I--

- Ah!

There she is!

Ashawo!

- Ah, who - her or me?

- Her!

- Herh, I'm not ashawo.

Wha-- What is this?

- What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?!

- Aunty Gloria,

she is my guest.

And in case any of you forgot--

this is my wedding!

- Marian,

don't let this foreigner show you her--

disrespectful ways.

I don't know how they do it in Spain.

But in Ghana,

we respect our elders.

- Aunty Gloria,

with all due respect,

you've not respected me or my wedding.

How can you ask Melani not to come to my wedding?

- Eii!

- Mm.

- Mommy, is that true?

- She has no right to be here!

- Oh! - She has every right to be here.

She is my guest!

- Mommy, it is you who have no right to ask her not to come to the wedding.

- But, Paul--

- Oh yes, Paul,

defend your Spanish ashawo.

- Mm-hmm. - Argh, I've had enough of her!

- Herh!

- Oh, my cake!

- Herh!

See what you've done!

So, you have no respect--

for our heritage, huh?

I know why you are doing this.

You just want to ruin my son's engagement, isn't it?

- Mommy, stop it!

- Why? - This is not Melani's fault!

- But, Paul-- - No, Mommy.

Look, Mommy--

I love you, Mommy.

Look what you've done for me, Nana--

B-- but you have to stop trying to control my life

and allow me to follow my heart.

- Pauly, I am your mother!

And I know what is best for you.

- No, Mommy.

You know what you think is best for me.

Only I know what is best for me.

And I have to start taking responsibilities for my life, mistakes and all.

- But, Paul-- - No, Mommy!

- Um--

Marian, Paul,

I am very sorry to do this,

but I think the guests have been waiting for close to 5 hours

and if we don't go now,

there may be a riot.

Please, let's go.

- Huh? If she's not late, it is not a Ghanaian wedding.

Marian?

- Fine

It's just a cake.

YOLO, I'm still getting married today.

- Yes! So, let's go quickly and get this done. Please.

- Yes, please. - Let's go.

- Let me help you with this.

- If anyone has objections to this marriage--

please speak up

or forever--

shut your mouth.

- Excusez-moi.

- Gigi? - Gigi?!

- Eish!

- Eii!

- Hi.

So, Paul,

you're not the one getting married, are you?

- No!

- Oops.

Sorry, guys!

Have fun!

Until then, baby!

- What a galamsey wedding!

- Young lady--

She's on Tinder.

Well, um--

if there--

are no other objections, we may proceed.

I now--

pronounce you--

husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

- Wow!

- Go, Joojo!

- Go, Joojo!

- Ayeekoo ooh!

- This love is fine. It's fine.

- Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah--

- Aunty Gloria.

- What do you want?!

- I-- I'm sorry for what just happened.

- For turning my son against me?

- With all due respect, I--

I didn't do that.

I-- He's a grown man.

He makes his own decisions.

- I suppose you've gotten what you want.

- I don't know what I want, Aunty.

- Mm.

- Please, Aunty, I--

It would mean so much me--

if you could find a way to forgive me.

- Why?!

- I-- I--

- I--

- It's because you love my son.

Why don't you admit it?

You love him! You love him!

Why don't you admit it?

- M-- Maybe, there is something there,

but I-- I--

I don't know, but--

I-- I know you should--

be in the wedding with your family.

- You think by being nice to me will make me like you?

Look,

I will never like you!

And you will not be good enough for my son!

And you will never be good enough for him!

Do you understand?

Do you understand?!

- Aunty, it's not up to you.

- Eeeh?

ɛnyɛ asɛm aah, anka ma kasɛ, "We shall see"!

- Can I sit?

- Sure.

Where have you been?

- I've been calling you since last night.

- Thinking.

I've been thinking, Paul.

I have something to confess to you.

- What is it?

- I-- I don't want to marry you.

- Serwaa, let's--

- There's more.

I'm in love with Jacob--

but he has no money;

and Mama said it made more sense to--

get married, since our families knew each other.

And with everything that's been going on these past few weeks,

I have been trying so hard to make this work--

planning the wedding,

getting connected to you and--

I guess what I'm trying to say is--

I hope you can forgive me.

- Serwaa,

I accept your apology.

You just go and follow your heart.

Okay?

Hello, Mommy. - Hey.

- Can we have a dance?

- Ah, but you are not a dancer.

- Oh, come on!

What son will I be if I don't dance with my Mom?

Argh, there you go!

- Okay.

- Also, you look-- You look-- s-- stunning!

- Thank you, my son. - One-two--

- Eii.

Eii.

You don't know how to dance. - Mom.

- Let's go like this. - Oh, don't make fun of me.

- Mom, Mom, Mom-- - One-two-three, let's go like this.

- See, I thought I saw someone try to attack you.

Then, I realised it was Paul dancing.

- Oh, shut up!

He doesn't know how to dance. - Oh, too bad.

- You must actually take him to somebody-- - Mm-hmm.

- to teach him how to dance.

- Seriously, from afar--

I thought someone was attacking your mother.

- Oh! - Before I realised, it was Paul dancing!

- You guys--

- Hehe, anyway--

my sons, I'm so proud of you.

- Aww-- - Whatever you do in life,

always remember that your Mommy

and then Daddy, wherever he is right now,

- Aww. - was very proud of you.

I love you all, and-- - We too.

- Thank you, Mom. - I'm so proud of you.

- Thank you. Thank you, Mom. Mwah!

- Love you. - Love you too.

- Thanks. - Argh.

Let me retire for the young ones to enjoy themselves.

- Aww. - Okay, Mommy.

- Do enjoy yourselves. - Sure, Mom.

- But teach him how to dance. - Mm-hmm, me I'm going to do that.

- Come on, Mommy. Ah.

- Eii, Charley,

what be the name of your dance moves?

- It's called 'Mind-your-own-business' dance.

- I think it's popular in Rwanda.

- It's fine, I'm just not minding you guys.

- The little dance that I did, I am so tired.

Eeeh?

- Hey, Melani.

I think you should go and dance with her.

- No no no; she won't.

Not after-- after last night.

- Oh, Paul! Remember you did say you love her

in front of everyone - Mm-hmm.

- at dinner last night. - Yes!

- Just go; just go and dance with her.

Paul, go!

- Ah, I'm sure she has forgiven you by now.

Everything that happened is in the past.

It's past and gone.

Go and dance with her.

- Go. Go go go go go!

- Go!

Mtchew. Go!

- Bro, just go!

- Mtchew.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- What are you doing?

- I'm dancing.

- Mm.

I didn't know this is how they dance in Ghana.

- Ah, well, um--

This is actually--

the new moves in Ghana right now.

- Mm? - Yeah.

- That means there's a lot I need to learn about Ghana.

- Oh yeah, if--

If you give--

Ghana some more time, Ghana's gonna show you some more.

- Are we still talking about dancing?

- It's been a very crazy weekend.

- It's been a very Ghanaian wedding.

Hey, um--

Melani,

I'm really sorry--

- You're WHAT?