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Previously on Bob Hearts Abishola...

Goodwin asked me

to present my own marketing campaign.

Oh.

I'm so sorry, Kofo.

(sighs) Do not be.

You deserve the opportunity.

But you should know,

I will not be giving up without a fight.

Oh, of course.

May the best marketing executive win.

I will even wish you good luck.

That is how confident I am.

I'm not afraid, either.

I hope you knock 'em dead.

I'm going to.

Right in front of you.

Bring it on. Mm.

Then you can watch me hit it out of the park.

Yes, we will both be watching each other

hitting it hard.

I'll hit it harder.

Oh, my.

(door opens)

Good morning. (groans)

You need to get up for work.

If I don't shave or brush my teeth,

I can sleep for 12 more minutes.

Oh, Bob. I'm kidding.

How was your shift?

Very busy.

I treated four broken hips.

You know, I don't know why the elderly insist

on ice skating.

That's so crazy, I was just dreaming

about my mom falling through the ice.

How horrible.

Sure.

What day is it?

It is my Thursday,

your Friday.

I have to work all weekend. I don't get a Friday.

Good for you, Bob.

Weekends are for lazy people.

So then I won't get to see you.

We're doing a dry run on the sock ovens.

Oh, that's fine.

I have to study anyway.

And I'm giving shots at the clinic.

Look at you, kicking the flu's ass

one jab at a time.

I pity any swollen ankle that's compressed by a sock.

Power couple.

Have a nice day.

Have a nice night.

Alexa, play "Abishola's Sleep Sounds."

ALEXA: Chapter 46:

Acute Gastrointestinal Hemorrhage.

("Ifanla" by Sola Akingbola playing)

Next. Boy, the joint's jumping.

Did somebody burn down the local Walgreens?

It is flu season.

The time of year where

we separate the real pharmacists

from those who are just in it for the glamour.

Thank you for your service.

I'm just here to pick up my mom's pills.

Your wonderful insurance covered it as usual.

Do you have time to fill out a quick survey?

That is a no.

Please tell Abishola congratulations for me.

For what? Kemi told me she was

the spotlight this month in the hospital newsletter.

That's great.

You did not know?

We've both just been so busy.

She told Kemi.

You would think she would share it with her husband.

We're a power couple.

There's not a lot of time for chitchat.

I see.

There's nothing to see, Chuey. Everything's fine.

Of course. There's a lot going on.

You have your factory.

Abishola is taking her MCAT in two weeks.

Mm-hmm.

Ooh, she did not tell you that, either?

Everything's fine.

Hello. Thank you both for coming.

Oh, this little guy's at capacity. Christina, that can wait.

Okay, but that's how we got ants.

I looked over each of your marketing proposals

and I've decided we will be using Christina's.

Yes! Yes!

But also no.

I am so sorry.

You do not have to apologize.

You did have the superior idea. She did.

If anything, Kofo should apologize

for his subpar work.

I'm sorry.

And now you should apologize

for that half-hearted apology.

Maybe we should just talk about getting

to work on the proposal.

Very good, Christina. Kofo,

pay attention to this work ethic.

Yes, sir. We will not let you down.

I will make sure you won't let me down.

Christina, you're in charge.

Oh, I-I don't want to step on Kofo's toes.

Step on his whole body if it gets the job done.

We will get started right away.

Just as soon as I grab this trash.

I'm sorry, but ants can find food

in as little as three minutes.

You should pay attention to this as well.

You may be doing it soon.

Lady, it's flu season.

The last place you want to be is a hospital.

Unless your toe is falling off your body, stay home!

Gloria, you were very abrupt with that woman.

Well done.

We down five nurses.

I don't have time for "my bunions are flaring up."

Hello.

Hey. (groans) What are you doing?

Killing the germs before they kill us.

(coughs) Cover your mouth,

you animal!

(phone chimes)

Oh, great!

We lost another one. Roslyn's out.

She does that hot yoga.

I'm surprised the flu was all she caught.

I suppose I have to cover her hours.

You've already taken on three extra shifts.

So? She has a Nigerian immune system.

Her love of money kills any virus.

Knock yourself out.

(sneezes) Uh-uh!

Girl! You will not be the death of me.

(knocking) Come in.

I think there's something wrong with Kofo.

I asked him if he wanted to grab some lunch,

and he said he didn't deserve to eat.

Good. It is working.

What's working?

Part of being a good leader is knowing how to motivate

each of your underlings.

Kofo performs best when I tell him he's failing.

Oh, he wasn't sad.

He was just determined to prove you wrong.

Exactly.

He did seem sad.

What about me?

What makes Douglas tick?

I do not need a special method with you.

You are thriving as my right-hand man.

Really?

I would be lost without you.

(laughs) Thanks, man, that means a lot.

(gasps) I get it.

I don't need motivation because I'm already so good.

Smart boy. Have a biscuit.

Ooh.

Goody?

The warehouse floor seems a little sluggish today.

Perhaps they need direction from Dorothy Willa,

matriarch of the MaxDot empire.

You want gentle nudge

or full Dotty?

Full Dotty!

Hell yes.

What was that?

Once in a while, you have to release the tiger

so she can feast on a lazy forklift driver.

I have so much to learn.

Yes, you do. (laughs)

Next.

Uh, hello. What are you all doing here?

We heard you are giving out free flu shots.

We need injections and as many cotton balls

as we can fit in our pockets.

And some free Band-Aids.

It's good to see you all.

Ah, it's good to see you, too.

You look utterly disheveled.

Yes, Abishola. (chuckles)

You have truly run yourself ragged.

We are so proud.

What are these granola bars for?

Oh, it's for patients who feel light-headed.

I might be feeling light-headed later.

I printed out my report card for you.

Just like my blood type.

His grades are A-positive.

What is this "pass"?

There's no grade for PE.

Either you pass or you fail.

Mm-mm, try to get some extra credits, eh?

Climb a rope or something.

Next.

I'm sorry to rush you off,

but I have more patients.

Of course, we will get out of your hair.

(laughs)

Ooh!

(whispers): Band-Aids.

All right, here we go.

Tell me what you think. Just like Grandma's?

Mmm.

That brings back memories.

I can almost hear the old bag

complain about the Puerto Ricans moving in across the street.

It is under-seasoned.

You haven't even tasted it.

I do not need to. You are white.

So was Granny, and she sold this stuff by the jar.

Probably to other white people.

Yeah.

Listen, when Abishola gets home,

if you two don't mind...

We will leave you to your flavorless attempt at romance.

Maybe I should stick around and sing show tunes while you eat.

It'll be like you're at the Copa.

Or not.

(phone ringing)

Hey, honey. What's your ETA? I made you a special dinner.

It's bolognaise! It is bland, but I will fix it!

Very helpful.

No?

Oh, okay.

Well, I understand.

I love you too. Ah.

She picked up another shift. Stupid flu.

Well, that shouldn't have to ruin the night.

We'll eat with you.

I had plans, but...

okay.

Oh, Bobby, will you look at that?

Now you got two hot dates.

Well, I guess it's better than eating alone.

No, it's not.

(TV playing) E kaale, Mummy.

You are up late.

We ate your romantic pasta dinner.

Your husband over-salted it,

and now I have the ankles of a hippo.

Is there any left?

I just said we ate it.

I've had no food today.

Between the one patient that fainted

and Uncle Tunde, there were no more granola bars.

We had a surprisingly good evening.

Apparently, Bob ate pasta over at his grandmother's house

every Saturday.

Then they would watch the Tigers baseball game.

I've never heard that story.

I told him about sitting with my father

and watching the Nigerian national team.

I do not know that story, either.

Well, you were not at dinner, so you do not get to hear it.

Abishola? Hmm?

You must find time to spend with your husband.

Ah, we're both very busy right now.

Bob understands.

The changes happen slowly.

You spend less time together,

then you hardly talk.

And before you know it,

you are living with a stranger.

Is that what happened between you and Daddy?

My marriage is none of your business.

I am discussing yours.

Sometimes I feel like I'm running around so much

that I'm not doing anything as well as I should.

My sweet girl...

that feeling you have is correct.

(knocking) Come in.

Well, this janitor

is officially off the clock.

Let's make some marketing

magic.

Oh, my.

By day, I'm a humble janitor,

but by night...

I'm a badass executive.

Oh, my.

Oh, stop it. I still smell like garbage.

And a hint of cucumber melon body spray.

Actually, just the cucumber.

The melon was in the trash.

Hey, let's work on the couch.

Hey, Kofo, before we start, do you mind

if I ask you something? Of course.

Why do you let Goodwin treat you so badly?

(chuckles)

That is just his way of guiding me.

Spare the rod, spoil the Kofo.

I don't think that's the saying.

Yes, it is. There is also,

"See no Kofo, hear no Kofo,"

and "Dumb as a bag of Kofos."

Here's another saying: "No one can make you

feel inferior without your consent."

Eleanor Roosevelt.

Oh, I wish.

It's actually from the movie The Princess Diaries.

Oh.

Do not worry about Goodwin.

This is just his way

of motivating me to be better.

By torturing you?

It is tough love.

When I was a child, I was afraid of the dark.

Then Goodwin locked me in the closet for three hours.

Now, I'm only terrified of closets.

Oh, my God. Okay.

I'm going to give you a hug right now, if that's okay.

It is okay.

Okay.

I just want to say

that I am here

whenever you're ready to talk.

Thank you.

About what?

You poor broken bird.

Oh, my.

Ah, e kaasan, Uncle.

Abishola.

Is Bob in his office?

Yes. He is, in his words,

"Sticking it to some sons of bitches."

Pastrami on rye.

How did you know?

I have the nose of a golden retriever.

I wanted to see if we could have lunch

before I go back to work.

(inhales sharply) It could be a while.

I just heard him say,

(imitating Bob): "Listen, buddy."

It sounds friendly,

but I assure you, it is not.

Yeah, but I told you that.

What are you doing here?

Lunch. Ah, you're the best.

How much longer?

I have to leave soon. I'm sorry.

It's okay. I love you.

Listen, buddy...

Uncle, o dabo.

(sniffs)

Well, this worked out.

Welcome, everyone. Thank you for coming.

I'd like to present to you the...

"Walk a Mile in MaxDot" campaign.

I have one question. Yes, Goodwin?

Why are you talking?

Excuse me?

I put Christina

in charge of this project.

Oh, we both contributed equally to this campaign.

(chuckles)

Thank you for letting him assist you.

Kofo, please sit down.

No.

What did you say?

Good.

See no Kofo, hear no Kofo.

That is not a real saying.

Of course it isn't.

I used poetic license to motivate you.

Well, I'm tired of it.

I will no longer let you belittle me

or pass gas on me.

It's gaslighting,

but keep going. You're doing great.

DOTTIE: Oh, no.

What did you do to him?

I gave him a sympathetic ear and a safe space.

A safe space?

Is that what you're calling it now?

Mom.

She simply pointed out what you've been

doing to me since we were children,

and now I am triggered.

What are you talking about?

I brought you to this country.

I gave you a job.

I put a roof over your head.

At what cost?

Do you want to know?

I have kept very detailed records.

Of course you have.

Just another string you pull to control my every move.

What are you saying, Kofo?

I am not a puppet. I am a man!

I do not know what has gotten into you.

Now go to your office

and stay there until you are ready to behave yourself.

Maybe you should go to your office

until you are ready to behave.

This is my office, dumb-dumb.

There you go, resorting to insults

when you know you are wrong.

You have made me feel small

for the last time, cousin.

Boy, they got some baggage.

That's why you never work with family.

(alarm beeping)

Bob, your alarm is going off.

(groans)

Why is it so cold in here?

You're cold?

I'm sweating through the sheets.

Ah, honey, you're burning up.

I love you, but please remove your clammy hand.

We have the flu.

I do not get the flu.

I get the overtime.

We're supposed to be a power couple.

I can't even lift my arms.

I suppose we're going to have to

stay home and rest.

I'll get the ice packs.

I'll get a bucket for vomit.

Not happening. Oh, God.

Hey, congrats on making the newsletter.

Thank you.

And I want you to make me a romantic dinner

and tell me a story

you have not yet told my mother.

That's a date.

This is nice.

Yes, it is.

(both groan)

(knocks on door) I know you usually

deal with Bob, but today you are

dealing with Babatunde, and he does not play.

Hello, Kofo.

Hello, Uncle.

I was looking for Mr. Wheeler.

Ah, he is still out with the flu.

Bob asked that I come in

and sign for a package,

which makes me acting CEO.

What can I do for you?

I was hoping to transfer to MaxDot manufacturing.

Interesting.

What are your qualifications?

15 years on the warehouse floor,

three as co-supervisor and one year

as marketing executive.

Impressive.

I am hardworking,

creative and some say I light up the room.

You are hired.

You can do that?

Read my lips.

Acting C-E-O.

Now,

your first order of business

is to get me a latte.

Yes, sir.

How do you take it?

You are the creative one.

Wow me.

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