All language subtitles for Bob.Hearts.Abishola.S03E10.1080p.WEBRip.x265-RARBG

Previously
on Bob Hearts Abishola...

E kasaan, Mum.

- Dele.
- Surprise!

Oh, Dele, my baby boy.
I've missed you

- so much.
- I've missed you, too.

I don't understand.
How did you get here?

- Abishola.
- Mummy.

I see you have gained weight
since the wedding.

Surprise.

- Where's Bob?
- Still in bed.

Hmm. I'm surprised
a company president

can sleep in on a weekday.

Bob works very hard, Mummy.

Of course he does.

Just not today, apparently.

Bob does not deserve
to be spoken about this way.

And I do not deserve this tone.

Am I not

still your mother?

Yes, you are.

You are also insulting

my husband in our home,

and I will not have it.

How dare you speak to me
this way.

I'm sure Abishola is sorry
for what she said.

It is too late
for apologies.

I will never speak to her again.

I am just worried
that Abishola

will not be able to see
how furious you are

if you are staying here.

♪ Oh, yeah, yeah

♪ Oh, my gosh, oh

♪ Oh, my gosh,
oh ♪

♪ Oh, my gosh, oh...

This is way better
than Benihana.

You know, as someone
who can't cook or dance,

you're kind of showing me up
right now.

It's a new dance I
learned in Nigeria.

Come on, try it.

♪ Fine girls...

- Ready?
- Okay.

Step, step, back, back.

Step, step, back, back.
There you go.

Look, Ma, I'm dancing.

For the record,
I'm dancing, too.

- Ah, ah, yes, yes.
- Come on,

let's see what you got.
Come on. Let me show you, let me show you.

Oh, yeah?
I showed a lot to Dele.

♪ Summer...

- Ay! Ay!
- Ay!

Something smells delicious.

We've got jollof, egusi
and, of course, moi moi.

You made moi moi
from scratch?

Just like Great-Granny.

Nobody can make it like her.

♪ Love no dey them face...

Mmm. You will make this
every day until you leave.

Yes, Mum.

The best part is we didn't
have to lift a finger.

Came home, he was
already cooking.

What do you mean?

Your responsible young man

went and got
all the ingredients by himself.

How did you get to the store?

I Ubered.

Uber?

Uh-oh.

Who told you
you could Uber?

I thought it would be okay.

I do it all the time in Nigeria.

And how did you pay
for all of this?

With my credit card.

I did not give you
a credit card.

Dad did.

Give me the card. Now.

Yes, Mum.

Hey, how did that go again?

It was forward, for... Okay.

Dele does not need
a credit card.

He's a child.
Ah, ah.

He is a young man.

And a man works
for what he has in life.

It's not handed to him
by his father.

He earned the card
by getting good grades.

I monitor his spending.

This teaches him responsibility.

I teach him responsibility.

Not you. Not Uber.

And what does he learn
taking the bus?

That money is not everything.
Ah.

And you believe that?

Of course not,
but that is what we teach him.

Abishola, I never questioned
your decisions

when you were raising Dele.

I am still raising him.

And I know what is best.

- And I don't?
- Not if you're

only going to spoil him.
I am giving him

the lifestyle that he deserves.

No. You are buying his love

because you were gone
for eight years.

I am doing what I think is best
for my son.

What is best for our son
is that we discuss

how we're going
- to raise him together.
Fine.

- Let's discuss it.
- Okay.

No credit card.

Ebun.

I-I...

I have noticed
that the thermostat

again has been moved
above 85 degrees.

Which, before today,
I did not know it could do.

I had no choice. It is freezing.

Uh, in the future,
if you're uncomfortable,

you can simply move it
a degree or two instead of 20.

What is this channel?

I wanted to watch
my Nigerian movies,

so I had to upgrade
your cable.

Oh, thank you.

I will await the charge.

Don't you need my password
to do that?

"Tunde123."

You are so predictable.

Yes, I am basic.

Just like my cable was.

I can no longer bear this.

She has turned our home into a
rain forest with movie channels.

Keep your voice down.

She does not know I'm in here.

I do not want to
point fingers,

but this situation is
entirely your fault.

Because she is my sister?

And you refuse to
stand up to her.

If she were my family,

I would tell her she
was not welcome here.

No, you wouldn't.

I would.

Well, you know
where she is. Go tell her.

But she's your sister.

That Dele's credit card?

Not anymore.

You talk to his dad?

Yes. He is
deliberately undermining me.

That's terrible.

Can I say something?

Never mind.

No, I'm gonna say something.

What?

Well, put the scissors down.

I'm not saying you're
wrong about this,

but you're not exactly right.
Just about the credit card.

Everywhere else, you're
batting a thousand.

He is not your son. You do not
tell me how I should raise him.

But he is my stepson.

And while he's here
living with us,

I feel like I should have a say.

Let's call it a step-say.

And what is your step-say?

Dele used that credit card

to go to the supermarket
to buy food,

which he then cooked for us.

Do you have any idea
what I would have done

with a credit
- card at his age?
- What?

I don't know.
Off the top of my head,

I'm gonna say beer,
a little weed,

maybe try to sneak
into a strip club in Canada.

You must have been
a horrible boy.

No. I was a normal boy.

Your kid is a saint.

He's only here for
a few more weeks,

so maybe you could
lighten up on him.

So he can go to a strip club
in Canada?

No! So he can make us breakfast.

I'm not talking
about this anymore.

In fact, I'm not
talking to you at all.

Come on, really?

You know, we're partners!

We're supposed
to talk these things out!

I'm right. I'm so right.

Talking to myself,
but I'm right.

So, Dele,
what have you been doing

since you came to visit?

Mostly cooking.

Oh, like a hobby?

No, it's more like a job.

To make extra money?

I'm not allowed to have money.

Sorry, we started eating.

Some of us couldn't wait.

It was you. You said "eat."

What are you, a stenographer?

That's okay.

You didn't miss
anything. Just Christina

making Dele uncomfortable.

I'm sure it'll happen again.

Sorry to keep you waiting.
Hey, who ate all the moi moi?

Me, me.

Honey, would you pass me
that last piece?

Really? We're doing this?

Is everything okay?

Course it is. Dele's home,

and we're celebrating.

Right?

It doesn't seem
like she's talking to you.

I see that.

- Did you mansplain something?
- What's that?

If I explain it,
then I'm just as bad as you are.

Did you run your mouth about
Dele's credit card situation?

- Good guess.
- Hey, I win!

Everybody stop talking
and just eat.

So, Dele,

you gonna do anything else fun
while you're here?

No.

- Telemarketer?
- Bob.

- You want to talk about it?
- No.

Okay.

He's trying to tell me
how to raise Dele.

Really? I thought he
was smarter than that.

No. He's stupid.

Tayo is stupid.

Men are stupid.

Yes, Auntie Ebun,
she's here.

Would you like to speak to her?

No, of course you don't.

I agree

with you,
she's a terrible daughter.

Okay, Auntie.

Lovely speaking to you. Bye-bye.

Why are you doing this to me?
Call your mother.

I tried to call,
and she refuses to answer.

Huh. Interesting.

What is?

Nothing. Just noticing
some parallels.

Nobody is paralleling.

Well, your mom's
ignoring you

just like you're
ignoring Bob.

- It is different.
- How?

Because I am right
and they are wrong.

Huh.

Is this a Nigerian thing
or an Abishola thing?

It's a Nigerian thing.

Come in.

- Hey, what are you doing?
- Homework.

Come on, I won't rat you out.
What're you really doing?

Homework.

Oh, what have they done to you?

So, listen, I was thinking
about running over to Costco

and buying
one of those new Xboxes

and inviting some friends over
to mess around with it.

You a gamer?

No. Which means
I'll need somebody

to teach me.

Oh, I don't think
my mom would like that.

Oh, she's gonna hate it.

Let's go.

Abishola!

- Hello.
- Ah.

Auntie, Uncle.
What are you doing here?

Oh, we just came
to say hi. Hi.

You have never visited
this hospital,

and you have never said "hi"
in your life.

Cut to the chase.

You have to apologize
to your mother.

So you can move on.

And she can move out.

Did Mummy send you?

She did not. Unless
driving us out of our home

is a form of sending.

I've tried to talk to her.
She will not listen.

I know that. She was
my horrible sister

long before she was
your horrible mother.

I am not saying your mother
is the reason we left Nigeria,

but your mother
is the reason we left Nigeria.

And now

she is here, sucking
the life from us.

While we grow weaker,

her strength
only increases,

like the temperature
in our apartment.

I'm sorry, Auntie and Uncle.

I had no idea
you were suffering like this.

Well, now you do.

Please, Abishola,

we took you in.

We gave you a home.
We were there for you.

We are not saying
you owe us.

But you owe us.

You're very good at this.

When you don't have kids,
you get to stay a kid.

Little life advice
from your Funcle Doug.

I am surprised

his mother is okay
with him playing video games.

She's not.

So, are you trying
to get us all killed

or just the boy?

Dele's only here
for a couple of weeks.

I don't want him locked
in his room doing homework.

I want him
to have some fun.

Good for you, Mr. Wheeler.

Sometimes you just have
to stand your ground

as a man.

Why are you giggling?

Because I live
in your house,

and I hear how you
stand your ground.

You do not understand.

I play the long game.

I pick my battles.

You may pick them, but
you do not win them.

- Hey, Bob, come play.
- Don't mind if I do.

I just got the power sword.

- Can you please not waste it?
- Just give it to me.

You play video games
with your dad?

No way.

Then this'll be our thing.

Who is it?

Mummy, it's Abishola.

Mummy?

Don't get up. I have a key.

Ek'ale, Mummy.

I came to ask
for your forgiveness.

I brought you dark
chocolate, your favorite.

I should not have
challenged you.

You are my mother,
and you deserve

to be treated with respect.

I am foolish

and ungrateful.

You have come very far
to spend time with me,

and I have not
made you feel welcome.

I really wish
you'd speak to me, Mummy.

I could use your guidance
with my son.

What is going on with Dele?

Tayo gave him
a credit card.

Take it away from him
and destroy it.

- I did.
- Good.

Tayo is very angry with me,

but I did not want
him spoiling Dele.

These parents
who want to be friends

and have fun
with their children.

That is not
how you were raised.

- No, it was not, Mummy.
- Mm.

But do not worry.

I have seen you with Dele.

You are not his friend.

He does not have fun
with you.

He's a good boy.

Because you have
denied him everything,

just as I have denied you.

Bob thinks I'm
- overreacting.
- Oh,

what does Bob know?
He is stupid like all men.

- Yes, Mummy.
- Mm.

Get my bags.
I am coming home.

My grandson needs me.

What a coincidence.

Your bags are right here.

Get him! Get him!

Kill the zombie!

- Stop yelling at me!
- I got your back.

- Reload.
- Thank you.

- What is going on here?
- My homework is done.

He made me do this.

I thought you had my back.

- Go to your room, boy.
- Yes, Granny.

I can understand you, you fools.

Okay, we should go.

Good night, everyone.

You bought him this video game?

Oh, good, you're talking to me.

How dare you go behind my back?

Hang on. I flew Dele 6,000 miles

to surprise you
because you missed him.

And I know if he
goes back to Nigeria

after a couple
of miserable weeks here,

he'll never want to come back,

and you'll
never forgive yourself.

You speak
to my daughter this way?

As it turns out, I do.

I see.

Abishola,
listen to your husband.

Excuse me, I had next game.

- Go home, Douglas.
- You done with the pizza?

- Go home!
- You're done.

I love you more than life,

and I know he's your son.

But I love him, too.

There's got to be a way

we work together.

You're right.

We'll find a way.

Thank you.

So, silent treatment's over?

It is over.

Can I get a hug?

Not yet.

I now understand

- why you sent for me.
- You do?

You needed me
to save your marriage.

You're a smart woman.

I am.

Now, where is your thermostat?

It is freezing in here.

Right this way.

- Yeah, mmm.
- It's good, right?

- Dele, you're killing it.
- Dele,

it is good
that you know how to cook.

That way,
your wife can never starve you.

- Mm.
- Yes, Granny.

You should also get to know
the smell of poisons

in case you marry
a jealous woman.

Yes, Granny.

How lucky you are

to have your mother-in-law
back under your roof.

I know we miss the
never-ending stream of wisdom

spilling out of her mouth.

Knock off that smile.

I cannot.

Woof!

I'm sweating off
my Chattahoochee.

What's the thermostat

set to? Hell?

Yes.

I would like

to make a toast.

To Bob, who saw the error

of Abishola's ways
and did not hesitate

to correct them. Hear! Hear!

Yes. To Bob.

I'm screwed, aren't I?

Oh, yes.