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01x05 - Walls Closing In

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "King of Boys: The Return of the King". Aired: 27 August 2021.*
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The series follows Eniola Salami’s return after 5 years in exile.

01x05 - Walls Closing In

Post by bunniefuu »

[sighs] Fine.

We'll do this off the record.

So,

can you tell me more

about the case you were working on?

The case involving Alhaja Salami,

before she ran away.

These are official documents,

how did you get your hands on them?

I have my sources.

Well, I hope you and your sources

know that it's ill*gal

for non-authorized persons to possess

confidential documents like this.

You can't do that.

Those are mine!

I either do this,

or have you brought up on charges.

Which would you prefer?

Fine.

Perhaps

these…

will help change your mind

about speaking with me.

What exactly

do you want me to look at?

These are pictures

of Alhaja Salami and the president.

How is this ill*gal?

She's a candidate under his party.

The dates.

The timestamp.

These pictures were taken before

she became a candidate under his party.

Before she publicly announced

that she had never met the president.

And if this meeting was so innocent,

then why is Alhaja Salami

in disguise?

You're serving me

secretly taken pictures

spying on Alhaja Salami

and the president.

Plus feeding me

on intel I cannot verify.

I am guessing you acquired this

the same ill*gal way

you got the confidential documents?

- Well, like I said earlier--

- Look, look.

Mr. Gobir,

I have heard a lot about you.

I know the kind of man that you are.

You seek truth

and you seek justice,

even in uncomfortable circumstances.

This story,

this story I'm working on,

it implicates the president,

and I think…

I know that

it also implicates Alhaja Salami.

- The president?

- Yes!

So, what more can you tell me

about the ill*gal involvement

of Alhaja Salami

in electoral manipulation?

And have you ever heard the term,

or should I say the title,

King of Boys?

[dramatic music playing]

Good luck with your story, Mr. Banjo,

but unfortunately, you have

to write it without me. Goodbye.

I don't understand…

Wait, why…

What exactly is everyone afraid of?

Mr. Gobir,

this is your… This is our country

that we're talking about here!

Your try on moral blackmail

will not work on me today.

No one…

No one has sacrificed more

for this country than I have!

It almost took my children!

It almost took my job.

It took my wife!

[engine starts]

[siren blaring]

[horn honks]

Oga, I work here.

[officer] No space, move!

- John, what's happening inside?

- [in Pidgin] Sir, please move!

[yelling]

[sirens wailing]

- [Dapo] What happened?

- [man] It's Akpan…

[Dapo] Which one?

[man] Please, stay put.

I've gotta get in there!

Mr. Mogaji! Mr. Mogaji!

[in English]

Let him through! Now, go, go!

- Sir, please!

- Dapo…

[Dapo] What happened here?

It's Akpan,

the poor guy stood no chance.

- What happened to him?

- Oh, dear!

Premature detonation.

- Of what?

- Letter b*mb!

Thing went off right in his hands as

he was going to deliver it to a desk.

Whose desk?

Yours.

[thunder rumbles]

Malay, this is not a good time.

[in Igbo]

No, Ade Tiger, don't upset me!

[in English]

You're taking me for granted.

[in Igbo] The streets are burning

and we can't reach the king.

[in English]

Listen, I'm a boss in my own right!

[in Igbo]

This is disrespectful.

[in English]

Eh? You people are pushing me!

- You're pushing me!

- Hold on.

[Ade] Oba,

Malay.

Yes?

Ah…

[in Igbo]

King, welcome back.

[in English] King, I've been trying

to reach you since you came back!

I've heard.

Uh, King, something is happening!

Something is happening.

We need to call a meeting urgently.

Something is not right.

Of what table?

The table I put in your hands?

And you gave away?

[in Pidgin]

King, it isn't like that.

The mess going on

would humble even Odudubariba.

[in English]

So you expect me,

the rightful head of the table,

to go cap in hand,

and sit with the traitors?

People that stabbed me in the back?

Malay, you insult the crown.

King, something is wrong.

Something is not right.

Somebody

is destroying our warehouses,

k*lling all our boys

across the state,

you know, and pretending to be Maka.

Who?

King, Makanaki!

That's impossible, isn't it?

[in Pidgin]

King, it is impossible!

I k*lled him myself.

I shot him. I offed him.

[in English]

Did you burn the body afterwards?

Malay, did you burn the body?

[in Igbo]

King, let me explain what happened.

King what?

[in Yoruba]

What's wrong with this boy? Is he slow?

Huh?

[in English] You must burn

the body of a made soldier.

[sighs]

Okay.

When the dust settles,

I will call a meeting.

But

without Samuel and his traitors.

[in Igbo]

King, let me explain what happened.

Let me--

[in Pidgin]

What happened?

What did she say?

[horn honks]

[Eniola] Mr. Gobir,

are you pretending like

you're not happy to see me?

[Gobir] I learned you were back.

As you can see,

in the flesh.

Why?

Why not?

[exclaims]

Did you people…

really believe

I would leave the country

where my children are buried?

[exclaims]

You… You people

ask for too much from me!

[sighs]

Well,

I only came back

when I was sure my presence

wouldn't cause you any problem.

Or threaten your new appointment.

Yes, I heard.

Anyway, congratulations.

The news about

my appointment is stale now,

but thank you, madam.

You're welcome.

I heard

you had a special guest today

at your office?

I want to ask you

a question, Alhaja Salami,

but I need you to be honest with me.

Did you have a hand

in securing President Mumusa

into power?

[sighs]

Do you really want me

to answer that question?

I think you might have

answered it already.

Would you have preferred

I came back in chains

like a dog?

Behind bars

like an animal?

Impossible, Mr. Gobir.

A lion can never be a rat.

They thought I was finished

and disgraced.

Here I am today…

sitting

as the next governor of Lagos State,

by God's grace.

Then I should be the one

saying congratulations.

[exclaims]

You're still not impressed.

Look at it this way, Mr. Gobir.

I now have the chance

to effect real change

in this state.

You can't come to grace

with bloodied hands.

You keep making this mistake

over and over again.

You keep claiming your numerous sins

are for an eventual good that never

seems to happen.

Then join me.

- What?

- Yes.

Why not?

Join me, Mr. Gobir.

Let me show you I've changed

and truly

want the best for the people.

I might not be a saint,

but it is inside the darkest pot

that one cooks white rice.

Join me.

Be my conscience.

[exhales]

You know I cannot do that.

Mrs. Salami,

it will go against my nature.

[sighs]

I have tons of respect for you,

but you see,

you and I represent a dichotomy

of two completely different ideals.

However, I will leave you

with two friendly warnings,

for old times' sake.

I never said a word to Mr. Banjo…

but yes, the man is after you.

And he knows much more

than you would like him to.

[sighs]

And… the second warning?

While I wish you all the good

in your campaign and all…

I would like you to understand

something, Alhaja Salami.

That if you do eventually

become governor,

you will fall automatically

under my jurisdiction.

And it will not be

like the last time.

I will not hesitate

to act where necessary.

Nice to see you again, Mr. Gobir.

The pleasure is all mine.

[door closes]

Panic struck the offices of

The Conscience Newspaper this afternoon

after a letter b*mb supposedly addressed

to one of the in-house reporters,

Mr. Dapo Banjo,

detonated early in the hands

of a cleaning staff, Mr. Akpan Essien.

Details right now are a bit sketchy

and KAVTV has reached out to the

police to find out more information.

Unfortunately,

the police have declined to comment,

stating that the investigation

is still underway.

Now, in other news,

the federal government has responded

to the recent spike in COVID-19 cases--

[suspenseful music playing]

[sigh of relief]

[exhales]

- [phone ringing]

- sh*t!

Hello, sir.

Dapo!

[exclaims] Where the heck have you been?

I've been worried sick!

I even called Aisha.

[exclaims]

Ah! That reminds me, you didn't tell me

that you guys had been having

any issues at all.

I… I just needed to clear my head.

I just needed some time alone, sir.

Dapo, she said

you now live with Bolaji

and I called Bolaji too.

He said you were not home.

Huh?

Sir.

Sir, it's… it's the story.

I've been trying to piece

all the pieces together, but…

I'm still working on it, but sir,

something about this story.

I don't know what,

but there's something the government and

Alhaja Salami don't want us to reveal.

I think that's why they're after me.

- [exclaims]

- Sir.

I sent you something.

It's in your email.

I sent it about 30 minutes ago.

Just go through it

and let me know what you think.

Okay, okay.

Bye, sir.

[engine starts]

Ah!

[exclaims]

Dapo!

[incantations in Yoruba]

[insects chirping]

[incantations continue]

[incantations continue]

[herbalist] Makanaki.

[in English]

If I cut your hand…

as your blood is gushing out,

you need to pour it on the gods

to conquer your enemy.

[in Yoruba]

Give me your hand.

[stifled groan]

[herbalist] Quickly! Pour it, pour it.

[Makanaki groans]

[herbalist laughs]

You're a brave boy!

[in English]

You are a brave boy!

[in Yoruba]

Now, say all that's on your mind.

As my blood flows on the Orisas,

may the blood of my enemies

ooze from their bodies

and be wasted in the earth.

So shall it be.

Speak their names.

Odogwu Malay.

Alhaja Salami.

The table of elders.

All who have wronged me

and any who displeases me.

Oh! So shall it be.

All your enemies are now bound.

This is the end for them.

All their lives are destroyed.

[grunts]

Are you mad?

You can't still be working

on this story.

Dapo!

There is a black hole

where my newsroom used to be.

A member of my staff is dead.

Can your brain understand

the gravity of what just happened?

Someone tried to k*ll you

in my office!

That just means

that we're closing in on them.

Dapo!

Dapo!

It is clear

that you do not know when to stop,

so I am going to have to put a stop

to this insanity myself!

[exclaims] At some point,

wisdom has to prevail.

Sir, you don't understand.

This story--

Dapo!

Dapo!

Go home to your wife.

Hug your son.

Call your mother.

Tell them all you love them.

Huh? And thank God for life.

As for this story,

it is dead.

- But, sir--

- [exclaims] Dead!

Makanaki.

[in Yoruba]

The head that wears a crown

must come from agoro-ide.

The neck that wears precious beads

must come from agoro-ide.

The waist that must

put on shiny royal clothes

must come from agoro-ide.

[herbalist laughs]

[in English]

I, Ogungbo,

I crown you today.

Look into my eyes.

In this vicinity you are,

whatever you say

must be accepted by the gods.

[in Yoruba]

Now, make your request.

To defeat all my enemies.

To take my rightful place

at the elders' table.

As I have worn this crown on my head,

so shall I be crowned King of Boys.

So shall it be!

Now that you've been crowned,

whatever we call the head

shall not be used as feet.

[distant groaning]

[indistinct whispering]

[exclaiming]

[in English]

Makanaki,

they say you must agree on one thing.

[in Yoruba]

What?

[in English]

You mustn't have children.

[in Yoruba]

Do you accept?

Do you accept?

[chuckles]

[Ogungbo] Oh…

Makanaki.

You would have died long ago.

The news of your death

would have been announced to the world.

[in English]

But the gods are at your back.

[in Yoruba]

And you shall not die.

Nobody can cause your death, except

if you have a child as evil as you.

[exclaiming]

You must not break this covenant.

You mustn't renege

on this agreement with the ancestors.

If you dare

bring a child into this world,

when the child turns four years old,

you will die a mysterious death.

[exclaiming]

It is with the whole mouth

that one prays for himself.

And the pantheon of deities

want to hear it from your mouth.

- I have heard and I have accepted.

- [thunder claps]

[laughing]

[in English]

Good.

And so shall it be.

[whispering continues]

Now, drink.

[incantations in Yoruba]

What I have done for you today!

[incantations continue]

Now, rise! Rise!

[laughing]

You have been crowned,

and it cannot be undone!

[laughing]

[in Pidgin]

Guy! Bolo!

Guy, what happened here?

[in English]

Guy, talk to me--

sh*t.

Listen, Dapo.

I don't know what

you've gotten yourself into,

and honestly,

I swear to God, I don't want to know!

I just want you to get your things

and leave my apartment tonight. Okay?

At least, let me help you now, okay?

What the f*ck are you doing?

Huh?

You want to help me to do what?

- Please, just calm down, talk to me.

- Dapo, I should calm down?

I should calm down?

Let me make this clear.

Look at my face.

No! Look at it now. Look at it!

Look, look!

Armed men came in here looking for you.

You're telling me I should calm down.

I let you stay here

because you're my friend

and you were

in a tight spot with your wife.

[in Pidgin] I didn't come here

to die for another man's problems.

What do you want them

to tell my mother? What?

[in English]

Dapo, I beg you.

Get your things and leave.

Look for another place to stay.

Huh? Go and look

for another place to stay!

[exclaims]

Tell your friends

that me, Bolaji, not Bolo, Bolaji,

I have no business whatsoever

in this mess that you're involved in.

Do you understand?

Okay.

He said, "Calm down."

[spluttering] Calm f*cking down, where?

Get out of my house, Dapo!

[in Pidgin] You think I'm joking?

Get out of my house!

[suspenseful music playing]

Yes?

[woman] You have become

a very hard man to reach.

If I didn't know any better,

I would say you were ignoring me.

I've been very busy.

Of course.

Of course.

Luckily, my feelings

don't get hurt that easy.

It's only…

It's only, we hate having

to reach you through Agnes.

It distracts her from her…

other duties.

I've done everything

you've asked me to do so far.

And there will be more.

We need to meet.

When?

[dramatic music playing]

I greet you all.

[muttering]

[Odudubariba] We're pleasantly surprised

that you called for this meeting.

[chuckles]

First, thank you all for honoring

my invite to a truce meeting.

I called this meeting

because the men around this table

have common interests

that are being threatened.

[Odudubariba] Mm.

We are listening.

Before I get to the main issue,

I have to clarify something here.

We are at w*r.

But the rules of the table

clearly state

that money must never be affected.

Yeah.

My shipments are being hijacked

on the freeway.

Freeway!

My warehouses

are being looted and raided,

and my men

are being shot left and right.

Massacred.

I don't understand.

Odogwu.

What has that got to do with us?

We've k*lled your men,

you've k*lled our men.

You even said

that we are at w*r.

I don't think we can take credit

for missing shipments.

At least, not yet.

If you're not aware of this,

then we have

a big problem on our hands.

Leave power tussle aside…

[elder 1] Oh, yeah.

Something is going on in the streets.

Recently, I heard an arms shipment

of yours never got to your warehouse.

[Odudubariba] Mm.

And then you, your son

was kidnapped and held for three weeks

until a huge ransom was paid.

Odogwu, that was you and your Oba.

And you both will pay dearly for it.

We respect the rules.

- [Odudubariba] Hm!

- No family, no money.

That code was never broken.

At least, not by me.

I cannot vouch for…

But anyway, something fishy

is going on in the streets.

As my people say,

[in Igbo] "No matter how much

it bathes in the ocean,

a fish will always

smell like a fish."

[in English]

So, what are you proposing?

This w*r has left us distracted.

We let the locusts

attack our harvests.

Hm.

[Odogwu] I propose

that we join forces

and find out

who dares to step on our toes.

[chuckles]

So, Salami wants to settle?

No, no, no,

there can be no settlement.

Unless she gives up her crown…

and accepts me

as the king on this table.

When I talk about joining forces,

I'm not talking about the king.

[Odudubariba] Hm…

It pains to say this,

but I have a king

that is more occupied

and more concerned

with being governor than leading us.

I am not the only one

that's offended by this.

All the men

at my own side of the table

know that I am here

meeting with you people today.

[laughing] Everyone, except her?

Odudubariba!

We are the ones expected

to deliver this governorship for her,

[in Igbo]

with our muscles on the streets.

Hm…

[in English]

But what is the benefit for us?

What comes to us?

If she's neglecting us now,

[in Igbo]

what happens when she's governor?

[in English]

But…

But was that not the same thing

Makanaki complained about

before you--

[Odogwu in Igbo]

I knew you would bring that up.

[in English]

What's done is done.

I didn't know the shoe

was going to pinch

until I wore it myself.

But this is a new day.

And we have

a big problem on our hands.

Are we fixing it together?

Odogwu,

the things you've said here today

are treasonable

against your king!

Odudubariba, "treasonable."

[in Igbo] I don't know what that is.

I didn't go beyond sixth grade.

[in English]

This is what I'm saying.

- The king has become too distracted.

- Mm.

I think the crown

has become too heavy for her.

And perhaps, it is time to drop it.

And you

might pick it.

[Odudubariba laughing]

Wow.

Odogwu.

Your loyalty swings

from one tree to another.

How do we know we can trust you?

How do we know

that this is not all a setup?

How do we know?

How do we know that

that woman didn't send you?

Because this tight shoe…

is affecting

everybody around this table.

Except one person.

[Aare on phone] Yes.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Uh, look, this goes beyond

our different politics.

The devil cannot knock on your house

door and you invite him in with a smile.

Ah! You don't understand what

that woman is capable of.

It is best we take her out now!

Before a small boil

will lead us

to amputating the whole leg.

Um…

I appreciate your call, sir,

and I have heard

all what you have to say.

However, Alhaja Salami

is now the official CMP gubernatorial

candidate in Lagos State.

And she has our full backing.

- And so shall it remain.

- [Aare exclaims]

Oh…

[clicks tongue] Rubbish.

[Aare mumbles]

[busy tone ringing]

Are you sure

that is the right decision, sir?

Aare is still very much

a powerful political figure,

even in detention.

And he's right,

that woman is a problem.

We need to take care of that problem

now before it gets out of hand.

[sighs]

You're absolutely right, Chief Taiwo.

And we will,

but this is not the time.

Unfortunately,

we need her more

than she needs us at the moment.

We should focus

on securing our second term.

Once she does that for us…

[chuckles]

…we can give clearer decision

on how to

eliminate our problems.

However, I believe we have more

pressing concerns to focus on.

That journalist.

You are late.

You're lucky that I even came.

You speak too arrogantly

for a man that has no choice.

And why bring me here?

As morbid as it seems,

this place has a strong message.

And what might that be?

This…

is what happens to anyone who comes

remotely close to the Alhaja.

You know what I'm saying is true.

Look at what happened to Makanaki.

That was a different case.

And Malay?

She needed him when she needed him,

and now she doesn't.

That woman holds

no loyalty to anyone.

So what makes you think

your relationship is any different?

And how is Aare any better?

You guys are holding

the mistake I made over my head.

Never forget,

Aare was there at a time

you were abandoned by your boss

and desperately needed work.

I did not know I was working for him!

So tell that to the Alhaja.

Clear the misunderstanding

up with her.

Ah, see.

You know she would never understand.

Unlike Aare,

who might be many things,

but he is not unreasonable.

I know this is difficult for you,

but always keep in mind

you are meant to be her number two.

What have you got to show for it?

It's time to play smart

before she abandons you again.

She's old

and has lost her touch.

That is why Aare

now holds all the cards,

and with those cards,

he's backing Randle for governor

and Odudubariba for the round table.

- What?

- Yes!

So you see,

she's lost in both realms.

Alhaja Salami won't live

through another w*r.

It's only a matter of time

before we have her on her knees.

Question is,

on whose side would you be

when her day of reckoning comes?

And what would you have me do?

When the time comes.

If she ever finds out about this,

- I'm--

- She won't.

I promise.

But what we can do

is arrange something

to throw her off your scent.

[Dapo] Hello?

[man] Good evening, Dapo.

What do you want?

[man exclaims]

That's not a very nice tone,

especially to someone

that's done nothing but help.

Yeah.

I'm sorry, did I hurt your feelings?

Because I don't appreciate th*gs

breaking into my friend's house

and beating him up.

I promise you, Mr. Banjo, I have

no idea what you're talking about.

I hope your friends found

what they're looking for.

I'm just here to help.

You're here to help?

If you're trying to help, let's meet.

One on one, face to face, man to man.

Okay?

Just stop hiding behind

these phone calls.

Who are you and what

do you hope to gain from this?

[man chuckles]

By the time I answer

all your questions, Dapo,

the meeting will be over.

Meeting?

What meeting?

Imagine the insult.

Imagine the insult

of having to wait this long.

[chuckles softly]

I've told you all one time too many

that this woman has

lost respect for this table

or reverence to the seat

she once occupied.

Now,

you tell me,

is this your king?

Is it?

[laughing]

Look, you must be putting me on.

Like, right now?

Look, I've seen

the documents you sent and,

to be fair,

it's very hard to believe.

Think about it, something like that

happening in Nigeria. Like the mafia?

Then, how about you go

and see for yourself?

I just sent you the location

to the meeting.

[phone vibrates]

[dramatic music playing]

I've seen it.

Go,

and witness the King of Boys

in all her glory.

But stay in the shadows.

Is this information true?

Or are you sending me

on some wild-goose chase?

Has anything I've sent you so far

turned out to be anything but true?

You've been pretty authentic.

Look, now is just not

a good time for me, okay?

Dapo, are you really going to give up

on a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

The scoop of the century?

I…

sh*t!

[engine revs]

[tires screeching]

[grunts]

[yells]

Daddy, what happened?

[breathless] Hey, Bam.

- Did I… Did I wake you up?

- Yeah.

I'm sorry about that, okay?

- You should go back to sleep.

- Okay.

We're going home.

Bambam, we're going home.

[dramatic music playing]

[g*ns c*ck]

[ringing tone]

They're all seated at the table, Oba.

[Eniola] Good evening, gentlemen.