(rhythmic music)
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(atmospheric music)
- Good morning.
Morning.
Morning!
(laughs)
Morning.
Mm-mm, this one, hm?
Good morning, Mr. Richard.
(atmospheric piano music)
- Karen.
Good morning.
It's lovely to see you.
- It's lovely to see you, too.
How you feeling today?
- I'm good, thanks.
- So, what are we writing?
- Nothing special.
It's just the ramblings of an old madman.
- Yeah, I've said this before.
And I'm gonna say it again.
You do not belong here.
- Maybe not.
But I'd rather be in here than the alternative.
- What's your alternative?
- Death, doom, destruction.
Now you're beginning to rethink my sanity?
- I think you should write poetry.
Dark poetry.
- Well, you think I'm a loony,
which is why I'm in here.
- I still don't believe that.
(atmospheric piano music)
Mr. Richard, how did you really end up in here?
- You wouldn't believe me.
Truth can be stranger than fiction.
- I just got off work, so I have time.
Let's talk.
Try me.
- All right.
My story begins...
It was early as my first memory as a child.
(dramatic music)
- Richard?
Richard, baby.
It's time to get up.
Hey, okay, come, up you get.
Time to take your bath.
My baby.
Yeah.
Ah, good morning, my baby.
He's almost getting too heavy for Mommy to carry, now.
- An astronaut.
Or a pilot.
But I'm afraid of heights.
So, no.
- [Sylvia] If you want, we could fix that.
- Oh.
- We could fly, or even better.
We could go to space.
Everything is possible here, Richard.
Say the word, I'll make it happen.
- It sounds like you just want to see me throw up.
I'll make sure it matter first.
(Richard sighs)
Ah, Sylvia, I almost forgot.
I'm having serious issues with my math homework.
I asked Mom, but--
- Already solved.
- Thank you, Sylvia.
Sometimes, I wonder what I would do without you.
- You're welcome.
No big deal, really.
- Someone's about to wake me up, right?
(bell ringing)
- Come to me as soon as you can, okay?
(bells ringing)
(clanging)
- [Richard] Yes, what is it?
- (speaking in foreign language) Don't you hear the bell?
Get up now. (speaking in foreign language)
I'll save you a spot behind me on the queue if you hurry up.
(door slams)
(atmospheric piano music)
(atmospheric vocal music)
- [Richard] I just really miss her.
- You should, Richard.
She was an amazing woman.
- I don't get it.
The potion that you gave me
and asked me to give her.
Why didn't it work?
Why didn't she get better?
- I don't know, Richard.
I guess it was her time to go.
There are some things that even I don't have control over.
- Yes, at least she's at rest now.
- She got to see you graduate,
get your Master's, a great job,
and finally move into your own place.
She was more than impressed with you, Richard.
She was proud.
(violin music)
- I don't suppose your powers include
the power of resurrecting people?
(violin music)
I guess not.
(Richard sobbing)
- You have to leave soon.
You have to leave soon.
- Why?
- Because you drank a little too much water last night,
and it's almost 6:00 a.m, your time.
(Richard sniffling)
- I've been meaning to ask you why you keep giving me these.
- Because it matters to me.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
- You matter to me.
(atmospheric orchestral music)
(alarm blares)
(clock ticking)
- Nobody drink yet.
First, a toast, hm?
Here's to one of the brightest, most resourceful,
talented minds I have had the pleasure of working with.
Richard Okezie,
who landed us our largest account yet, Zephyr Heights.
Let him hear it!
(crowd cheers)
Yes, yes, yes.
And to me, for being crazy enough
to put this rookie on the board.
(Richard laughs)
- To our very own Don Draper, Mr. Temidayo Davies.
- Ah, please stop.
- Save a letter for you.
- Come on, calm down.
We're here to celebrate Richard over here, not me.
I mean, who am I anyway?
Only the man that can fire each and every one of you.
(laughs) I know I am talking too much,
because some of you alcoholics want a drink really badly.
I see you, John.
Patience, okay?
Just one last thing, and that'll be it, hm?
Please don't spill anything on my floor.
Or I will fire you, that's a promise, all right?
To Richard!
- [All] To Richard!
- Well done.
Lemme talk to you real quick.
(glasses clinking)
- Thanks, guys.
- Well done.
Drink up.
Richard, my man.
Well done.
- Thank you.
- You know what?
Go ahead and take the day off.
- Are you serious?
- Yes, go ahead and take the day off.
Believe me, you have earned it.
Besides, it is Friday,
so no harm in starting the weekend early, hm?
- Oh, I'll drink to that.
- Yes, sir, a drink to that!
- All right!
- (laughs) Richard, my man.
Mm, gotta sip on it.
(singing in foreign language)
- [Richard] Hey, how you doing, all right?
- [Server] Yes.
- Do you have plantain?
- Yes, I do.
- I'll have some fried rice.
- What would you like?
(gentle orchestral music)
Yes, sir?
Fried rice with what?
Excuse me, sir?
- Fried rice.
- Just fried rice?
- Sorry.
Fried rice with plantain and beef.
- And beef? - Yeah.
- [Server] Coming right away.
- And some water.
- Okay, sir.
(gentle orchestral music)
- Hi.
- Hey.
- Do you mind if I--
- Sure.
(tray clatters)
- Sorry.
Forgive me for staring.
It's just...
You must think I'm really creepy.
- (laughs) You're in luck.
I'm really creepy, too.
(laughs)
- So, beauty and a sense of humor?
Richard Okezie.
- Gbemi Ogunlana.
- Gbemi, it's so nice to meet you.
- [Sylvia] So, you like her?
- [Richard] I think that's not accurate.
I love her! (laughs)
- So, what about us?
- [Richard] What about us?
- What we have, silly!
(wind chimes clanging) (atmospheric music)
- What do we have?
- How can you say that?
- Look, Sylvia.
You of all people should've known that this day will come.
- How am I supposed to know that the day would come
where you would fall in love with somebody else?
- What did you expect, that I would settle down with you?
Have kids with you?
You're not even real.
(Sylvia gasps)
- How can you say that, Richard?
After everything, how could you honestly say that?
Richard.
Richard, look at me.
Look at me, Richard, look at me.
Look me in the eye and tell me
that this isn't real.
Tell me that we're not fated.
Tell me that we're not meant to be together, Richard.
Lie to me.
- I'm sorry.
Fine.
Let's assume that it's all real.
Even for a moment, what did you expect,
that I'm gonna just leave everything
and come out here,
start a family with you, be with you?
What about my other life?
My real life, the real world?
Am I supposed to just spend all the time sleeping
just to be here with you?
Sylvia.
- What's wrong with the way
that we've been spending time together?
- Sylvia!
It's not gonna work, it has to stop.
(somber orchestral music)
(Sylvia sobs)
- Don't touch me!
I'm not real, right?
So why are you feeling sorry for me if I am not real?
I'm just somebody that you used.
After everything that we have together, Richard.
You'd throw that away?
I may not be a real woman,
but you will never find anyone like me.
- Sylvia, I didn't--
- It's 6:00 a.m., Richard.
You need to leave.
(wind chimes clanging)
(Sylvia sighs)
- Hey.
Stop crying.
(somber orchestral music)
(Sylvia and Richard sobbing)
Just so sorry. (sniffles)
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(piano music)
Richard...
it's just a dream.
Get a--
- Grip on yourself, man!
Dude, I've seen the way you look at her.
I've seen how she makes you feel.
You're a complete fool around her.
You know what that means, right?
(singing in foreign language)
- No, Obaro, what does it mean?
Tell me.
- It means she's the one.
You know, the one?
Like Neil,
except with boobs and nice legs.
- Hey!
- Round ass. - Hey!
All right, that's my wife-to-be you're talking about.
- Well, there it is!
Huh?
That's what I'm talking about!
- [Richard] Yeah.
- Dude, I thought I'd lost you for a second.
(laughs) And I was beginning to wonder,
wondering if you were gay or something.
- Why would you think that I'm gay?
- It's not like I have anything against gay people,
I'm just saying.
This is where teenagers come
if they haven't really been interested in girls.
- Yeah, well, I'm getting married to one now, okay?
Does not convince you that I'm straight?
I'm straight as it gets.
- (laughs) No, it doesn't convince me,
'cause this is Lagos, and there are a lot of married men
running around with kids
and still keeping houseboys and stuff.
- Really?
How do you know all this stuff?
I'm beginning to wonder if you're straight.
- (laughs) Me?
Obaro?
I'm straighter than your ruler.
I'm so straight, can't get any gayer.
(both laugh)
- Madman!
- Oh, man!
- Oh, Obaro.
I'm getting married.
- That's it.
- I am getting married to the most incredible woman
that I've ever actually met.
- And don't you forget it,
'cause if you do, you know what's gonna happen, right?
I'm gonna slide right in, take care of that ass for you.
That's what's gonna happen. (laughs)
Oh, goodness.
- You know what?
I'm marrying Gbemi.
It's final.
(speaking in foreign language)
Bro.
- What are you doing?
- I gotta--
- Dude, it's not even 10 yet.
- I know.
- Okay, one for the road, just one shot?
Do a shot before you leave?
- No.
- You're not gonna leave me here by myself.
- Come on, you'll be fine.
- Richard!
- [Richard] See you later, man.
(singing in foreign language)
- I need new friends, that's what it is.
- This is on the house.
- Thank you.
(singing in foreign language)
This, trying to mess up my night.
That is not about to happen here.
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(wind chimes clanging)
(dramatic music)
- I came to tell you that this has to end, Sylvia.
I'm getting married to her
next Saturday. - I know that.
(dramatic music)
If I'm not real,
it shouldn't matter what you do with me
and to me in your dreams.
- Sylvia, I'm sorry.
I know that we had some good times,
but things have changed.
- Richard, nothing has to change.
We can just stay here.
- You know what, I've made me decision,
and I'm sticking to it.
Quite frankly, I don't care if you plague my dreams
every night for the rest of my life.
- [Sylvia] Please.
- I am marrying Gbemi.
I love her.
- [Sylvia] Please,
take it! - And that's that.
- [Sylvia] Please Richard, take it.
- No.
- You have to!
- No, I don't!
- Take it, Richard, please! (sobs)
You don't understand.
If you don't take it, then,
you have to. - Then what?
You what?
- If you don't take it,
then I might not be able to see you.
- Might?
Or won't?
- I love you, Richard.
From the first day you took your first breath,
I have loved you.
I haven't loved anybody else.
Richard.
You are mine, and nothing and nobody
is going to take that away from me, do you understand?
I love you.
So you can go and you can get married to someone else,
you get to try and live your life,
but I will always find my way back into your heart.
Oh, I will use the whole of eternity trying.
Do you understand?
- I might understand
that if I don't take that from you,
I won't see you again.
- [Sylvia] Please.
- I'll take that as a yes.
- Take it.
Richard, please! - I am done
with this madness!
- Please!
Richard! (sobs)
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(Sylvia laughs)
(clock ticking)
- I don't know why you don't like reading the soft copies.
- Because I like the feel of paper. (laughs)
Is that coffee I smell?
- [Hawa] Strong and hot, just the way you like it.
- How did you know I needed this?
It's perfect.
- Well, I aim to please.
The doomsayer.
- Thank you.
- So, is there anything else
you want me to do you for, sir?
(dramatic music)
- Yes, as a matter of fact, there is.
I want you...
(clock ticking)
to help me call a very good florist.
Have him deliver a bouquet of flowers to my wife.
- Little problem, Mr. Okezie.
- And I want it delivered to her at work.
- [Hawa] Okay.
- So, here's the address,
and here's the message I want on the card.
She's gonna love this.
- To the reason my life is worth living.
P.S., honeymoon tonight.
Wow, lucky woman.
I thought you already had your honeymoon.
- Boundaries, Hawa.
- Yeah, and I'll leave you to it.
Oh, what kind of flowers do you want sent to her?
- Just have the florist surprise us.
Oh, but I do know that she only likes
one type of flower in her bouquet.
Make sure he gets that.
- Okay, sir.
Good day, Mrs. Iweta.
- Good day, Hawa.
I take it he is in.
- Oh, I'm afraid Mr. Okezie isn't in.
- So I see.
You have a habit of just shoving your head
into his office and talking to thin air?
- Actually, my psychotherapist says it's unhealthy
to act sane all the time.
- It is a wonder that you can be so successful,
considering the shoddy way
assistant's handling his services to his clientele.
- Actually, we are very successful,
considering we don't talk this way
to people who actually matter.
- Your insolence, young lady,
may have just cost No Box Incorporated
one of its biggest clients.
- If you'll excuse me, ma'am, I'm very busy right now.
I'll be sure to tell Mr. Okezie that you swore on the Bible.
Please book an appointment next time
so that you don't waste your time.
Good day.
(keyboard clacking)
- Oh.
- [Gbemi] May I have the drainer please?
- I am so exhausted.
Where do you want that?
- There, that's fine.
- Can we swap jobs?
(Gbemi laughs)
No really, come on.
Hm?
I'd kill to be home by 4:30.
I'd cook, I'd even cook, I'd do the cooking.
- Nope, you love your job.
And I love my kids.
- True.
You left one more person out.
- Hm?
- Come on!
- Who is that?
- It's not obvious?
- Who? - Me.
- (laughs) You?
- You love me?
- Hm, no.
Not even a little bit.
- Liar.
- How's work?
- (sighs) I don't know.
Kinda hit a stumbling blow.
- Yeah?
- I'm having issues trying to come up with
direction of taking the new Zephyr Heights company.
And it's doing me in.
- Anything I can do to help?
- Mm-hmm.
Love me.
Feed me.
(Gbemi laughs)
Never leave me.
(Gbemi laughs)
- That, I can do.
- So, what are we having?
I'm really hungry, I'm starving.
You know, the kind of starving that's--
(dramatic music)
- [Gbemi] Richard, what's wrong?
- Baby, they sent you red hibiscuses?
- [Gbemi] Mm-hmm.
Clearly, you didn't choose which ones.
(dramatic music)
- No, it's not that,
it's just I don't know anything about flowers.
But these don't look fresh, though.
I think we should throw them out.
I'll make new arrangements.
- You just said you knew nothing about flowers, silly.
They're fine.
(dramatic music)
- Quite frankly, sir, I don't think I understand.
- How do I make this clearer?
This, it's not what we're looking for.
- Help me understand exactly what your company wants.
- We've already told you.
Understated elegance.
- Which is exactly what my team and I have prepared for you.
Did you only look at the files,
or were you able to look at the email presentation?
- We've seen the presentation and the files, Mr. Okezie.
Whatever elegance may be in the campaign you came up with
is a little too understated.
- So, you'd rather have it a little less understated?
- All I know is, you're the ad guy,
and we hired you to make us look good.
We all agree, we don't like this pitch.
Figure it out.
- I'm very sure that my team and I
can come up with something that suits Zephyr.
- Tick-tock, no pressure, though.
(Richard sighs)
- You know about my kid I'm always telling you
is good at everything else but math?
He did so well on his test today, I was so excited.
(somber piano music)
That bad?
(somber piano music)
- Thank you.
He diplomatically told me that it was crap.
- [Gbemi] Oh, darling.
(sighs)
Do you want to bounce some ideas off me?
- That's the thing, there's nothing to bounce.
(sighs) It's like I'm blocked.
And I need to get over this soon,
because I can literally feel the clients getting cold feet.
It would be so bad
if we celebrated getting that account for nothing.
I was so sure they would love that pitch.
- (sighs) Maybe you just need to
get it off of your mind for a while.
Huh?
- I don't have a while.
- You'll figure it out, okay?
(atmospheric music)
(Richard sighs)
(dramatic music)
(wind chimes clanging)
- It worked.
(crow cawing)
(dramatic music)
(Richard coughs)
(birds chirping)
(wind chimes clanging)
Come on, before I have to pee or something.
Where are you?
(Richard panting)
Sylvia!
- Keep it down.
- (gasps) You scared me!
(crow cawing)
I've been looking all over for you.
- Really?
So, now I'm wondering if you are real,
and I'm the one who's dreaming.
- Hi.
- Well, what do you want?
I've got things to do.
- Look, Sylvia.
I'm sorry.
(sighs) I didn't even know if this,
any of this, was gonna work.
I just had a feeling.
How come you didn't know?
- Believe it or not, Richard,
I don't know everything.
- Yeah, that's hard to believe.
- But I am learning some new things.
- Really?
Like?
- Like how you didn't come here because you missed me.
So, whatever it is that you want,
get to the point.
- Okay.
(dramatic music)
I need your help.
- You have the nerve, Richard,
to come here and ask me for help,
after what you did!
- I am sorry.
I am beyond sorry.
- I guess you don't feel insane, right?
Talking to a figment of your imagination.
(laughs) (crow cawing)
- This was a bad idea.
I don't even know what I was thinking.
(Richard sighs)
- What if I was real?
Would you have married me instead?
- Perhaps, I don't know.
- Change the color of the Zephyr presentation
from blue to red, let a woman do the voiceovers,
and replace the word grandeur with luxury.
(wind chimes clanging)
- Thank you.
- You have to wake up now.
- Aren't you going to give me a hibiscus?
- Turns out I don't have to.
(dramatic music)
(crow cawing)
(Richard gasps)
(car horn honks)
(Richard sighs)
(keyboard clacking)
(phone rings)
- Yes, Hawa?
- [Hawa] Mr. Hassan, line one.
- Yeah, fine, put him through.
- [Hawa] Okay.
- (sighs) Hello, Mr. Hassan.
- [Mr. Hassan] Richard, this is much better.
- Thank you, sir.
- [Mr. Hassan] I owe you a drink.
- That won't be necessary, sir.
- [Mr. Hassan] I have to say,
this is work very well done.
I just want to let you know
we're impressed with this new art.
We'll be in touch.
- Yeah.
Red theme, sexy female voice.
Highly understated.
(dog barking)
(game playing on TV)
How's that?
- That feels so good.
- Yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
- How about this?
Yeah?
Right there.
At least if we ever lose our jobs,
we could always fall back on my massaging skills.
(Gbemi laughs)
Ow, hey!
Don't break it!
So, how's work?
Anything interesting?
- Work's fine.
The school has been hiring new teachers lately.
One of them is this really cute guy.
I think I'm gonna ask him out.
- Really?
Yeah, okay, just gimme my ring.
- No!
- Just gimme my ring.
- Not happening! (laughs) - Gimme my ring!
(Gbmei laughs)
- Anyway.
And then there's this lady.
Her name is Cynthia.
- Yeah, well, is she hot?
Maybe I can ask Cynthia out?
- Ha ha, very funny.
And you see the way the boys at school
drool over her when she walks by there.
It's crazy.
- Jealous much?
- No joke.
- Huh?
- No, we're actually along.
Oh, past 10.
I am going to bed.
- Hey, I was watching that!
- Now you aren't.
Come on.
- Because?
- [Gbemi] Let's go!
(speaking in foreign language)
- [Richard] Gonna give me orders.
- No. (laughs)
(dramatic music)
We need to call the florist.
- [Richard] Hm?
- The flowers, they're wilting.
(dramatic music)
- Hey, you think maybe they can send you
something other than red hibiscus?
- No.
(dramatic music)
- Gbemi, they don't even have a scent.
- Mm, you're a florist now, are you?
Anyway, if you hate it so much,
why was there one under your pillow during the night?
(dramatic music)
- I don't know.
Maybe I like the smell.
Or the lack of it.
- You're weird.
- And you love me.
- (laughs) I do.
- Yeah?
You sure?
You won't change your mind?
I see how you're giving me orders.
Share my house about now.
(Gbemi laughing)
(Richard shouting)
- Yo bro,
met an insanely attractive woman few weeks ago.
- Yeah, you, that changes women
the way they change their hairdos.
Tell me, what's so special about this one?
- I dunno.
It's just that I think she's the one, man.
(Richard laughs)
You know?
- Yeah.
- Look, I just think it's time for me to settle down
and just be a grown-up, and be more like you, really.
- [Richard] Yeah, joker.
- Well done.
I'm actually being serious.
Look, I'm just trying to open up to you, man.
I think she just suits me, you know?
Actually, it's actually more than that.
I think I'm love with her.
- (laughs) Dude, you trying to kill me?
(laughs) Did you just use the L word?
- Dude, I'm being serious, man.
Yo.
Pull a muscle or something?
Why are you stopping?
- What?
I added a few kg's.
It's taking some getting used to, that's all.
- A few kg's, man.
Just being lazy.
You lazy ass.
- Really?
Yeah, okay, tough guy.
Gimme 10.
- Let's see you do 10.
- Gimme 10.
- Only 10? - Only 10.
(Obaro sighs)
- You're gonna have to put your money where your mouth is.
- Now you know there's money here, come on.
In fact, I'll spot you.
- I don't need no spot, I got this.
Obaro's about to
make some cash. - I'll spot you anyway.
- I don't need no spot.
- Obaro.
- I got this.
I'll hold your wallet, too.
- My wallet?
- Well, your wallet.
Let's get this.
Let's make this money.
- You need some help?
You don't need no help?
- I got.
Cool down.
(speaking in foreign language)
- Go for it, all right.
Okay, let's go, hey!
Lightweight, baby.
Flash cake, let's go, baby!
Let's go!
- [Obaro] Four.
Five.
Six.
(dramatic music)
Seven.
- Keep it going.
(dramatic music)
- [Obaro] (grunts) Richard.
Richard!
- Sorry, I got you.
(Obaro grunts)
- [Obaro] Woo!
All right, it's okay, you win.
It's all right.
(dramatic music)
(speaking in foreign language)
- [White Shirt] Dude, watch we're you're going.
- Sorry.
(dramatic music)
- [Obaro] No one does so much walking.
(speaking in foreign language) Woo!
What?
(dramatic music)
Hey, you okay?
- Yeah.
- [Obaro] You sure you're okay?
- I'm fine.
Listen, I've had enough, I think I'm gonna head home.
- Well, suit yourself.
I'm gonna do some more work here.
- Okay, listen, I'm happy for you, yeah?
When am I gonna meet her?
What's her name?
- Hey, I beg, don't jinx this thing for me, eh?
Look, I'm in love, and I don't wanna mess this up.
No jinxing, please.
- It's okay.
- Yeah?
- Don't use the L word again.
Sounds like you just discovered the word.
- Look, you know there are a lot of things here
that I could hit you with, and I'm tempted to.
- Deal, peace.
- Just go.
- Bring her over sometime.
- Just go. - Can you bring her over
sometime? - Be going.
(speaking in foreign language)
Jinx master, geez.
- [Gbemi] Hey, you.
- Hey.
- [Gbemi] Are you okay?
- Yeah, just tired.
It was a long day.
- Looks like someone hit it pretty hard at the gym, huh?
- Oh, you can say that.
Obaro says he's found someone
that he wants to settle down with.
- [Gbemi] Obaro?
- Yep.
Obaro.
- [Gbemi] (laughs) That's interesting
(dramatic music)
- Come on, honeys.
Say what you're really thinking.
- [Gbemi] Oh babe, you know that's really like you there.
(dramatic music)
- Yeah, well.
- [Gbemi] (laughs) Obaro.
Right.
- He seemed pretty serious.
- He should bring her over then.
- Yeah, come on.
I need some mama love.
- Meanwhile, I have more interesting news for you.
- Go ahead, spill.
- (sighs) Beg me.
- Oh, come on, Gbemi, don't let me do the begging thing.
- Well.
- Spill, tell me.
- It looks like we have to start thinking about baby names.
(man shouting on TV) (guns firing on TV)
- Are you serious?
- Mm-hmm. (laughs)
- When?
Are you serious?
You so are! (laughs)
- Hey, Daddy.
- Oh, say it again.
- Hey, Daddy.
- Thank goodness, I'm gonna be a father.
- You are.
- I'm gonna be a father.
You shoulda seen him.
It was just on and on and on.
- So, you gonna tell me where you're taking me this weekend?
- Well.
- Tell me!
- To the moon.
- Yeah?
- Away to the moon. (cell phone dings)
- One second.
Oh, it's my friend Cynthia.
She's going to be a bit late.
- Oh, really?
That's good.
(gentle music)
- Am I interrupting something?
- Hey! - Yes.
(Obaro laughs)
Finally, man, you made it!
- I did!
My lady.
- My lord.
- I think you have your lords mixed up.
- [Obaro] Yes.
- Where's our mystery lady at?
- She's running late, something came up last minute.
Yeah, she'll be here soon.
- Hmm, Obaro. (laughs)
- Well.
- I can't wait to meet this woman
that have managed to tie you down.
- No, telling you. - She would be special.
- She is.
She's very special.
I don't remember when last I found someone
that make me so happy.
(Gbemi coos)
- Sir, you sound like a natural dork.
- Richard!
- It's all right, still proud of you, happy for you.
- Thank you.
(gentle music)
- [Gbemi And Obaro] There she is.
- [Obaro] Huh?
(dramatic music)
- Cynthia's your girlfriend?
- [Cynthia] Hey.
- [Obaro] Darling, you look stunning.
Meet my very good friend, Gbemi.
- Well, me and Gbemi are like best friends already.
- I see.
Just, well, meet my best friend, Richard.
- Hi, Richard.
I've heard so much about you.
Gbemi says wonderful things.
(dramatic music)
- Shake her hand.
- Hi, it's nice to meet you, Sylvia.
- Babe, it's Cynthia.
Cynthia.
- Right.
(dramatic music)
- Okay, wait.
Breathe.
So, Obaro is the boyfriend you've been going on about.
- Yes, he is. (laughs)
(dramatic music)
- No, he's not.
- What?
- I don't understand.
- I don't want to be your boyfriend anymore.
I mean, the word boyfriend alone
just sounds kind of juvenile.
I want much more.
You're a keeper.
You're kind, you're sweet,
you're gentle, and you're caring.
I mean, you've shown me love as I've never known it before.
You're the kind of woman that I've always dreamed of
but always presumed could not possibly exist.
But here you are, real as ever.
And I know this may be coming a bit too soon,
but I'll be damned if I let my head talk me out
of what my heart already knows.
(dramatic music)
So, I'm asking, Cynthia.
- Hey.
(dramatic music)
- Cynthia,
will you accept to wake up every morning
next to this guy?
Would you let me love you, Cynthia?
Would you let me be there for you, through thick and thin?
(dramatic music)
Cynthia, will you marry me?
(Cynthia sobs)
(Gbemi laughs)
She said yes, guys!
She said yes!
(crowd claps)
Yes, woo!
- Wow, oh my gosh,
I'm so glad I got to witness this.
You guys are going to have the cutest babies.
- I feel like I'm the luckiest girl in the world.
- [Gbemi] Hey, me too.
- Indeed!
And so are you.
(dramatic music)
- Are you okay, bro?
- Yeah.
Yeah, memories.
Love is a beautiful thing.
- I know!
Obaro. (laughs)
(dramatic music)
- Do you really know what you're doing?
- I know exactly what I'm doing.
- [Waiter] Congratulations.
This one's on the house.
- Awesome!
You know what?
We're gonna need more of this tonight, okay?
- And bring me something stronger, like a whiskey.
- No, I'm okay.
- Gbemi, you're not gonna drink on a day like this?
- Well, I'm this one's designated driver.
Also, we're pregnant!
- What?
(laughs) Well, congratulations!
Really?
Well, congratulations, why didn't you tell me?
Congratulations!
What?
- Thank you. - You know what,
we need food as well.
We need like seafood platters, pizza,
we need everything here, to eat, to feast.
- [Cynthia] Oh, baby, do you love me?
- Oh, you spoil me.
(dramatic music)
(phone rings)
- Good morning, sir.
You're late today.
I hope all is well at casa del amor.
- Good morning, Hawa.
- Okay, you're grumpy.
- No, I just had a lot of work to do.
- Oh yes, you do, have you heard?
You have been managing their contract with us,
and they're requesting a thing
to move their company to a better light.
We did it!
Yes!
Okay.
Are you okay, sir?
You okay?
- Boundaries, Hawa.
- Oh, sorry.
- Boundaries.
- I'll just make your coffee and print your schedule.
(dramatic music)
(cell phone ringing)
- [Cynthia] This is a lot, Gbemi.
- [Gbemi] I know!
Hey, you know what?
It's Friday.
How about you stay the weekend?
That would have me no time to go to the store.
Please.
I sorry, please.
- [Cynthia] This dress is so fine.
- [Gbemi] I know, it's so you.
- [Cynthia] I love this color.
But I don't know if those patterns will work.
- Yeah?
Hold on.
Look at this one.
Hold on, look at this.
This back from here.
- [Cynthia] This is so nice.
- Because it's purple.
(Richard coughs)
Hey, baby.
(dramatic music)
How was work?
- Good.
Good, I wish I could've finished those earlier.
You okay?
- Very.
Oh, by the way, babe, I invited Cynthia to stay over.
I'm helping with wedding plans.
- Sure, I see.
- I hope you don't mind, Richard,
but your wife has a great sense of aesthetics.
I mean, these flowers.
Red hibiscuses are my favorite.
- My husband hates them all for some reason.
- Oh, but I love them.
- Thank you.
- Did you know that the red hibiscus
is the flower of the Hindu goddess Kali?
- And she's the goddess of what exactly?
- Well, some say sexuality,
violence, and motherly love.
But she's more known as the destroyer of unreality.
- So, she's a destroyer?
Isn't that enough reason for us to just get rid of them now?
- Oh baby, I did not marry a superstitious man, now did I?
(oven beeps)
Ooh, chicken's done.
I will be right back.
(dramatic music)
- I'm just gonna--
- Hi, Richard.
- So, I'm staying the weekend.
Imagine how much more fun we could have.
- Listen to me.
- I'm listening.
- The last time, it was an accident.
It was an accident.
- Really, an accident?
You're getting clumsy, Richie.
- Listen to me.
- I'm listening.
- It was a mistake.
It cannot, it will not happen again,
do you understand me, Sylvia?
I am trying to build a life with my family.
- Oh, honey.
How poetic.
The only mistake here is your wife, not me.
- If my wife comes in right now, what am I gonna?
(dramatic music)
- What's going on here?
- Your husband is so clumsy,
so he was pretending to show me how
he's going to hold the new baby.
He failed miserably.
- We're not doing work.
Come Cynthia, come help me with the food, eh?
- Okay.
(dramatic music)
(door slams)
- We need to talk.
Sit down.
- Okay.
- I don't like her.
I don't like her.
She gives me bad vibes, I do not like her,
and I will not have you with her.
- All Cynthia has done is be a good friend.
I'm sorry, I can't just send her outside
simply because she gives you bad vibes.
- Who's the man in this house?
It's still my house, right?
No, last time I checked, it's still my house, right?
Did you ask me before inviting her into this place?
And then asking her to spend the night.
Did you ask me?
No, you never listen!
You never listen, Gbemi.
At first, I asked you to get rid of those bloody hibiscus.
Did you?
You refuse.
Now I'm asking you to get rid of--
- First of all, do not raise your voice at me.
(Richard grunts)
Is that good?
Why?
Why don't you want her here, Richard?
Tell me the truth.
Wait.
Are you attracted to her?
Is that it?
You're into her?
- No!
Gbemi, of course not!
I love you!
I love you, I chose you.
I love you.
You are my wife, Gbemi.
You are my wife, I chose you.
Just get rid of her, get rid of her right now.
Right now, you don't listen to me,
I'm your husband, listen to me.
- You need to check your kindness, sweetheart.
We are not in the medieval times,
you don't get to boss me around.
- I'm not bossing you around!
I'll try this differently.
Can you please get her out of my house?
Right now.
- Richard, don't patronize me!
- You don't understand.
- You know I am reasonable person.
Just gimme a good reason why she shouldn't be here.
(car horn honks)
- I just don't like her, I don't like her.
- I'm going to bed.
(feet pounding)
She will leave tomorrow.
- First, a guarantee.
My team and I have put together a campaign
that will place the UFBN
in a position that is indeed rightfully yours.
The leading food company here in Nigeria.
If you endorse this deal, and of course, let's not forget
we're talking specifically in the minds
of your target audience.
If you endorse this deal,
we will be successfully creating an awareness
on the lesser known UFBN brands and products,
which means, ladies and gentlemen, (laughs)
a rise in sales, and the UFBN will have a more robust
and fatter (laughs) bottom line.
- That sounds very good.
What we want to know is,
how exactly does No Box Incorporated
plan on making this happen?
- (laughs) Fair enough.
Hawa.
- Sir?
(dramatic music)
- The folders, if you would.
(dramatic music)
According to our research,
we found out that
more Nigerians are finding out about processed food.
They're a lot more aware and cautious
about cautious foods, and being cautious.
- Do you mean processed food?
- Right. (laughs)
Mrs. Iweta again.
Processed, right.
Hawa?
- Yes sir?
- Nevermind.
Mr. Davies, just worried,
did you receive the documents and files
that I asked Hawa to email you?
- No, she did not send me any documents.
- So, you did not receive documents
from this Hawa?
- No, she didn't send me any folders.
- Right.
(dramatic music)
Let me carry on.
As I was saying, therefore,
to combat these...
fearful opinions of potential UFBN consumers, we will--
- It's getting a little difficult to concentrate, isn't it?
- We, the site is...
We have outlined the,
we have outlined everything, and we're thinking rebranding.
- Richie, Richie.
I will not
be ignored.
- Gentlemen, I mean, yes.
Well, what I was trying to say is,
we will take advantage of the public's fear
and use that to our advantage,
increasing awareness on safety standards
that we use for our processed foods.
- Yes, come here, Richie, let me kiss
that smart mouth of yours.
- [Mr. Davies] Richard?
(Richard panting)
(Richard screaming)
- Leave me alone!
(hand slaps)
I don't wanna talk to you!
You're trying to ruin me!
- What's going on?
What did you do?
- What did I do?
- [Mr. Davies] What is going on?
Richard!
- Well, that was awkward.
- You.
- Miss me?
(Richard panting)
- Sylvia, you win, okay?
You win.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry that I doubted you,
I'm so sorry that I said you're not real.
I should've listened to you.
Please.
- It's a little too late for that, sugar.
I've set my course,
and you, Richie, are going down.
(Richard grunting) (bones cracking)
(Sylvia laughs)
(Richard panting)
(Sylvia laughs)
(dramatic music)
- Please.
- You betrayed me, Richard.
(dramatic music)
You betrayed us.
And all that we had.
And then you had the balls
to return and ask me to help you, use me over again.
Revenge is like an art form, Richard.
You are my canvas,
and I am like Picasso on steroids.
- Please, Sylvia, please!
Please! (cell phone rings)
- I think you better get that.
It's your booboo calling.
I wonder what she's doing today.
Ah, yes, that's right.
She took a day off work,
which means that Sylvia can kick things up a notch.
- Sylvia, you wouldn't dare!
Sylvia!
(cell phone ringing)
Gbemi, baby, are you okay?
- Of course I am, darling.
Why wouldn't I be?
- I need you to go somewhere, okay, baby?
Anywhere that's crowded.
- Richard, what's going on?
- Gbemi, just listen to me, okay?
I'll see you soon, and I'll explain everything.
I'll tell you everything,
just go to a movie
or somewhere where there are a lot of people,
okay, so I know you're safe.
- Safe?
From what?
- Gbemi, please, I can't.
- If it makes you feel any better, I'm not alone.
Cynthia's here with me.
Cynthia, please tell my husband he's being weird.
- You're being weird, Richard.
Your wife and baby are just fine.
Don't you worry.
I'll take good care of them, okay?
- Sylvia, I swear to you, if you hurt her.
- Aw, Gbemi, he says he loves you to pieces.
- You see?
All's good here.
- Gbemi, she's not, I'm coming home right now.
- Okay.
- Gbemi.
(phone beeps)
I love you.
I'm so sorry.
(sniffles)
- Richard, you hit your PA!
You're having a conversation with yourself?
What is going on?
I recommend you start talking
before I turn this matter over to the police.
You assaulted a staff!
You humiliated this company!
- Sir, I don't have time to explain.
My wife is in danger, she doesn't know it yet.
I really have to go.
Hawa?
I'm terribly sorry.
- You know there will be consequences.
- You are not listening to me.
She's gonna kill her, okay?
- Are you out of your mind?
Who's gonna kill who, and why?
- I have to go, so sorry.
- Richard!
(footsteps pounding)
- She started kicking already.
- Really?
Lemme feel.
Oh, wow!
It's so beautiful.
- It's amazing.
(dramatic music)
Babe?
(dramatic music)
- Gbemi...
could you come over here for a second?
I just really wanna talk to you.
- Are you okay?
- Come on baby, this is not one of those times
to argue with me.
It's not safe.
That woman with you, she's not Cynthia.
Her name is Sylvia.
(dramatic music)
And she's the most powerful being.
Gbemi, please just listen to me, please.
- No, this isn't making any sense.
- I know, just trust me.
- Babe, I'm starting to really worry--
- [Richard] Gbemi!
Gbemi?
(Sylvia growls)
- Calm down.
Don't try to get up.
Sit back, relax.
You won't want to fall on your face, now, do you?
- [Richard] What did you do?
- I did something with tea.
I laced her tea with something extra special.
- You drugged my wife?
- Relax, Richard.
At least it's not lethal,
like the herbs you gave your mother.
(dramatic music)
- You told me those herbs will heal her.
- I lied.
Surprise!
- What did she ever do to you?
- Think, Richard.
She was just another woman
who had too much influence on you,
and I don't like to share.
(ring clatters)
(Richard sobs)
- Gbemi.
Gbemi.
- Richard. - I'm so sorry, baby.
- Quiet!
Mommy and Daddy are having a conversation, okay?
So don't interrupt.
So, I'm real, I exist,
and I think I've proven that clearly,
so how about
we just get together forever?
Hm?
(dramatic music)
Richard, I'm not going to say it again.
Be with me,
now or never.
- [Richard] This has got to stop, Sylvia.
- You're trying to kill me?
With a knife?
(laughs)
- It's worth a shot.
(Sylvia gasps)
- Oops!
- Gbemi!
(Richard sobs)
Gbemi, no!
(Richard sobs)
- Stupid, stupid.
Richard Okezie, advertising superstar,
kills his lovely wife.
For shame, Richard.
For shame!
(knock on door)
(dramatic music)
Right on cue.
(Sylvia screams)
I told you he'd gone crazy, I told you!
(dramatic music)
- Obaro.
I didn't do this to her.
- Yes you did, I saw you!
- Shut up!
Obaro,
you know me.
Obaro, you know how much I love my wife.
Obaro, you know I wouldn't do this.
- Richard?
What happened?
- It was she!
She was standing in front of my wife,
and I was trying to kill her!
One second, poof, she was gone!
And then, I didn't mean to kill my Gbemi!
I was trying to kill Sylvia!
- Who the hell is Sylvia?
- That is Sylvia.
That's Sylvia behind you.
The same witch you're getting married to.
Obaro, I've been seeing her in my dreams my whole life.
- Dreams?
- I'm telling you, all this time.
And then you know what?
She got jealous when I met my Gbemi.
She got jealous when I met my Gbemi, so she's ruined me!
- Richard, you're not making sense right now.
- [Richard] Oh, she's trying to ruin me!
- Richard, you're not making sense!
(Richard sobs)
Richard, just put the knife down, okay?
Just put the knife down.
- [Sylvia] I told you, now Gbemi's dead.
I can't believe she's dead.
- You bloody witch, you killed her!
- Just put the knife down.
Just put the knife down, and we'll talk.
We gotta talk!
(Richard screams)
- Obaro. - Richard, listen to me!
(Richard screams)
(knife clatters)
(books thud)
Hey, Richard, just calm down!
(Richard screams)
Get the knife!
Get us some rope.
Cynthia, get us some rope, tie him down.
Cynthia?
- My name is Sylvia.
(dramatic music)
(Obaro sputters)
- What did you do?
What did you do?
- No, Richard.
What did you do?
Man kills his wife and best friend
because he thinks they're having an affair.
That's what the press will say.
And the way I see it, you'll end up in jail
or an asylum.
Or you can come with me, Richard,
and we can start afresh.
The choice is yours.
(dramatic music)
(Richard sighs)
(Richard laughs)
- You don't believe me.
I don't blame you for being skeptical.
I've often wondered--
- I actually believe you.
- What?
Really?
- Yeah.
I was going to give you this.
(dramatic music)
I ran into a lady in there today,
and she'd claimed she knew you.
She told me to give you the flower.
I asked for her name, and she said it wasn't necessary.
(dramatic music)
You said she was gonna give you a second chance?
(dramatic music)
- Second chance would still fail.
I'd rather burn in Hell.
(dramatic music)