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Previously onBob Hearts Abishola...

Your husband is coming
-to America.
-What?

Tayo wants to pick
Dele up from school.

Ah, he could not
get the lioness.

And now he set his
sights on the cub.

Dele is my son.

That is true.

But do not forget.

I am the one raising him.

That reminds me,
I could use a new steamer.

I will send you a photo
of the one I want.

For your birthday?

For Dele to bring.

What are you talking about?

When he comes to visit Nigeria
with his father.

Nobody talked to me about this.

Well, Tayo talked to me.

It is not his decision.

Hey, you don't want Dele to come
see his own grandmother?

You want a stranger
to bring my steamer?

I will tell your father
that you do not want to go.

But I do.

What?

I want to go with my dad.

Please, Mum.

It's only for the summer.

This is really what you want?

Yes, Mum.

I see.

-Who is it?
-It's Bob.

Is there anyone else with you?

No, just me.

Are you sure?
I didn't see you check.

I am the only one
in the hallway.

I'll let you in, but be quick.

Can you open the door
a little more?

What is going on?

I am not to let anyone in

who could be a relative of Tayo.

Do I look like
a relative of Tayo?

You will regret coming here.

You can cut the tension
with an obe.

Obe means knife.

Got it.

I don't think you do
"got it."

Because you are
still here.

Does this have anything to do

with Dele going to Nigeria?

It is about him not
going.

Abishola has gone
against his father's wishes

and forbidden it.

Well, she is his mother.

And Tayo is his father.

And you're his uncle.
What are we doing?

Oh, it's not good, Bob.

The families are upset.

Olu is upset.
My stomach is upset.

Well, how's Dele?

Who cares?

All I know is
that Abishola

was short with Olu.

And that is tempting
the devil.

And if you say
I called Olu the devil,

I will call you a liar.

I'll go talk to Abishola.

Oh, be careful.

Sometimes when we try to help,

we are adding petirolu
to the fire.

Petirolu means fuel.

Got it.

He doesn't got it.

Hey there.

Hello.

Smells delicious.

Thank you.

So, uh, small question...

Dele is not going to Nigeria.

My decision is final.

Okay.

I have raised him by myself,
and his father cannot just

swoop in and take him away.

Right.

All of this happened because you
forced me

to let Dele have
a choice in things.

Well, I don't know
that I forced you--

You're right.

It's all my fault.

I am his mother.

And I know what is best for him.

Not Tayo.

Not Auntie.

Not Dele.

Got it.

-Do you still have a question?
-I do not.

Good.

I'll be out there.

By the way,
you look beautiful tonight.

All right.

Well, you know dinner's good
when everybody's quiet.

Real good.

Any more of that wine,
Tunde?

Nope.

Glad you liked it.

I stopped tasting it
three glasses ago.

I never even got
a chance to taste it.

It's not very good.

Why are you not eating
your food?

I'm not hungry.

I made this food
and you will eat it.

I'm not hungry.

Just because you are upset
about Nigeria

does not mean you will be
disrespectful to me.

Eat your food.

No, thank you.

I'll take some more peas. Uh-uh.

You will do as I say.

What's going on?

Open rebellion.

Since you do not want
to eat your food,

I will throw it in the garbage.

Ah-ah! Give it here.

You will sit there

and suffer
while I eat your portion.

I'm sorry you
had to see this.

I don't even know
what I'm watching.

Right here's fine.
I figure

she'll calm down soon and want
Dele to have his things back.

What did her son do?

Didn't eat dinner.

-That she prepared?
-Yeah.

He will not be seeing
these things again.

She even took his Air Jordans.

Oh, it is better than what
my mother did with my shoes.

She would throw them at me.

You're kidding.
No.

One time, I was standing
at a bus stop,

she drove past and hit me

right between the eyes
with one of my loafers.

A drive-by shoeing.

My mother

would punish me by making me
sleep on the roof

and wear my sister's clothes
to school.

Boy, that makes a shoe to
the face feel like an upgrade.

It wasn't all bad.
I developed a love for astronomy

and found out I could wear
the hell out of a pencil skirt.

These experiences helped us
learn and become better people.

So you do that kind
of thing with your kids?

Of course not.
It is child abuse.

Ah!

Dele was such a good boy.

He was.

And now I have lost him.

You have.

Child, listen,
you can't blame yourself.

I do not.

Okay then.

The boy was silent and obedient

before his father arrived.

It could be that.

Or just that you've got yourself
a teenager now.

I did not raise him
to be a teenager.

Did you think
he was gonna skip it?

Go from obedient child

straight to obedient doctor?

That is what I told him to do.

You know,
my eldest was

very stubborn--
I blamed his father.

But then when
my husband died,

the two younger ones
were even worse.

And that's when I realized

the problem was them.

I do not even recognize Dele.

Oh, yeah,
suddenly they start

talking back to you.

Having opinions.

When my James was 14,

he started hanging out
with the wrong crowd,

skipping school,
even got caught drinking.

Your child
sounds like a criminal.

He was a teenager.

Okay.

Teenage criminal.

Grilled cheese? Hell yeah.

This is for Dele.

Abishola brought
him to work

to keep an eye on him and I
figured he could use a little

comfort food and a check-in

from his Auntie Christina.

You're gonna be an awesome aunt.

You think?

Yeah. You're quirky, you're
out of touch with reality.

All you need now is a cat
you dress up

and wheel around in a stroller.

Aw.

And you're gonna
be a fun uncle.

"Funcle" Doug.

I don't hate that.

I'm clearly not ready
to be a parent,

but I have a lot
to offer as a funcle.

Shall we?

Hey, don't bring
up your therapist.

Why would I bring up
my therapist?

'Cause you always bring
up your therapist.

Hey, buddy.

Having a tough time?

Oh, no, um,
I'm okay.

Well, this is in case
you're hungry.

And these are in case you
want to talk.

Thanks, but my mum told me
not to bother you.

"Mums," right?

Can you not tell my mum
I'm eating this?

Oh, mum's the word.

That's a funcle joke.

Stay in your lane.

You know,

I get scolded for not knowing
enough about my Yoruba culture,

yet I'm forbidden to visit
the place where I'm from.

Ooh, been there.

I'm supposed

to become a successful man.

But I'm not allowed to make
a single choice.

How does that prepare me
for life?

You know,
I have a great therapist.

What did I say?

I'm sorry.

You know your son's just
testing your authority, right?

I know.

You got to be careful though.

Every kid handles these kinds
of moments differently.

I will manage.

Why don't we try doing
the table circles?

Fine.

Bob was easy.

When he acted out,
all it took was a little guilt,

and he'd snap to.

"Oh, Bobby,
when you don't make your bed,

Mommy just wants
to kill herself."

All right, maybe a lot of guilt.

Try using both arms equally.

Douglas was trickier.

You had to let him
think he'd won.

Stick a couple of M&M'S
underneath his spinach,

that sort of thing.

Let's do counterclockwise now.

But Christina.

Oh, she was like a top-heavy
SUV on a mountain road.

You handle her wrong,
and suddenly,

she's catching fire
and taking out a school bus.

Okay, that is
it for today.

I'm doling out some gems.

You could at least
pretend to listen.

I'm sorry, but I think Dele
is different from your children.

Different how?

Behind their backs,
you call Douglas and Christina

"Tweedle Dee
and Tweedle D-minus."

That's not true,
I said it to their face.

Well, in Nigeria,

raising a child is about respect

and discipline.

I'm just saying,
nobody's got it all figured out.

There's no right answer.

Well, my answer is more right.

-Oh, really?
-Mm-hmm.

And your mother raised you
the same way?

-Yes.
-And how often
do you talk to her?

She calls every day.

And I answer once a week.

Well, I talk to my kids
morning, noon and night.

Beneath all that bickering,
there's love.

That's why
they're not 8,000 miles away,

dodging my phone calls.

They live with me,
they work with me.

Wherever I turn, there they are.

That's nice.

They haunt my dreams, Abishola.

Here.

What is this?

A dancing video game.

I got it from Bob's garage.

Oh. Thank you.

Since you like both
dancing and video games.

This is a combination
of the two.

I'm familiar with it.

Your father does not
like you dancing.

And neither do you.

But I let you,
and when we get home,

I'll let you play
this video game.

I can't.

Do not argue with me.

You will dance,
and I will watch.

No, I want to play
the game, but I can't.

I don't have
the console.

You cannot just
plug this in the VCR?

No, it doesn't
work that way.

Then why do we have the VCR?

I really don't know.

But, um... thanks
for thinking of me.

I'm always thinking of you.

So now will you eat?

Can I go to Nigeria?

-No.
-Then I'm not hungry.

Give me that.

Tayo.

I'm sorry to impose.

I'm sorry, too.

If you came here
thinking you could

change my mind about Dele going

to Nigeria, you are mistaken.

I just came here
to ask your permission

to take him to school.
Nothing else.

My permission?

You're his mother.
I defer to you.

Unless school is too far for a
child to travel with his father.

Don't be ridiculous.

I was under
the impression

you didn't want me
to see him at all.

That is not true.

Good. Because the more you try
to keep your children close,

the more they push you away.

Mm. I'm sure you know a lot
about pushing people away.

Dele! Get your things.

You are going to school
with your father.

Thank you.

Bye, Mum.

And no gallivanting.

Come straight home after school.

Yes, Mum.

I am a fool.

No, no.

He is just smarter than you.

I am impressed.

It took him
very little time

to destroy your
-relationship with Dele.
-Mm-mm.

Tayo cannot come
between us.

He's just taking him
to school.

I'm sure Tayo will spend
the whole drive talking

about how
wonderful you are.

He cannot poison
my son against me.

Because your son
will not eat.

He would rather starve himself
than listen to his mother.

Oh, my friend, I hate
to see you so upset.

This is the problem with
only having one child.

-What?
-I would say

you have put all of
your eggs in one basket,

but you only
have the one egg.

Me? Hmm.

I have a stupid son,
a lazy daughter.

But my youngest boy is
a successful lawyer.

He's the one I love.

Kemi, you love
all your children.

Eh. It's a numbers game.

Every mother
gets a few duds.

Dele is not a dud.

Okay. You're right.
You're right.

He's certainly
your most successful child.

I knew I didn't throw it out.

Here are the dance mats,

the game system,

and one of these
is the power cord.

Thank you.

Uh, I can figure out
which one if you want,

but I felt like making Dele
earn it was more your style.

Okay.
I never throw
these things out.

I guess you could say
I'm a "corder."

A... corder.

I understood your
unfunny joke.

Okay, just making sure.

Look, I've never
raised a kid,

but from an outsider's
perspective,

you're doing a hell
of a job.

You'll get through this,

and I'm happy to help
in any way I can.

-You'd make a good father.
-You think?

Mm-hmm. You are supportive,
a good provider.

Your jokes are old
and not humorous.

I'll take that as a compliment.

Did you ever want children?

I did for a long time,

but with Lorraine,
things were complicated.

Ah.

She struggled with infertility
due to endometriosis.

I was her nurse.
I saw her files.

It's funny, I kind of
gave up on the whole idea.

But now, with you,

yeah, I think
I'd be up for it.

I mean, assuming you are.

-I already have a child.
-Right, obviously.

I'm not just going to have
another one to replace him.

I wasn't saying that.

Right now, I need
to focus on Dele.

-You brought it up.
-Maybe one day, we can talk

about having children,
but today is not that day.

Again, you brought it up!

Kaale, Mum.

This is how you fold the shirts?

When my mother sees this,

she will think
I did not raise you properly.

Excuse me?

You are going
to Nigeria this summer.

-I am?
-You will behave

and represent
this family well.

You will also
-call me every day.
-Of course.

Before the plane takes off,
after it lands.

Before, during
and after every car trip.

Yes, Mum.

It does not matter

how things are
with your father and me.

This trip will
be good for you.

That is what matters.

Thank you, Mum.

And I will never be against you.

Never. Do you understand?

I know that.

I do not care that I only have
one egg in my baskets.

I love that egg,
and I am proud of it.

Excuse me?

I will not say it again.

It's almost time
for dinner.

I'm starving.
I'll go wash up.

Ah-ah, finish folding
these clothes.

And make it quick.

Uncle Tunde is already
eyeing your portion.

♪ Bai ding ba doli party,
bamm bing ba doli party ♪

♪ Breding ba doli party,
party pop ♪

[pop]♪ Oh, I'm a gummy bear

♪ Yes, I'm a gummy bear

♪ Oh, I'm a yummy, tummy,
funny, lucky gummy bear ♪

♪ I'm a jelly bear,
'cause I'm a gummy bear ♪

♪ Oh, I'm a movin', groovin',
jammin', singin' gummy bear ♪

♪ Oh, yeah... That's it, Bob.

We are headed
for the high score.

I hope we get there before
I have another heart attack.

If you'd like a break,
I could play.

Hang on!

We are doing so well,
we can't stop now!

The game's on "easy."

Go to your room.

♪ Gummy, gummy, gummy, gummy

♪ Gummy bear

♪ Gummy, gummy, gummy, gummy,
gummy bear. ♪

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