The Power

Here is the report on your skin removal research program.

- It's ugly. - I got my hands on some documents.

It's pretty graphic. Girls were killed.

The leaked document exposes Government's torture on women?

Honey, do you even realise what you've done?

- You've risked my career too. - That's what you're really concerned about

is your political career.

God, I don't even know who you fucking are right now.

You ever just have one of those days where you feel weird?

Yeah, like, every day.

Whoa!

Did you feel that? That was like the biggest static shock ever.

You're beautiful, you know that.

I could deal with it. Why won't you just let me deal with it?

Alright, Billy Big Bollocks.

Come on! Come on!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Do something you believe in for once.

Who are you...

Protection is our sacred duty. We gotta show these powered bitches who's boss.

Whoa! What the hell is that?

- Urbandox. - The guy talks shit on your mum.

I want it, give it to me.

There have been signs for years

that we were forgetting what it meant to be men.

Forgetting why we existed in...

in these bodies, these bigger, stronger bodies.

What our function was for humanity.

Men used to hunt, used to fight real wars.

But somewhere along the line, life got easy.

We got soft.

That's where this sickness, this mutation came from.

This happened to us, to humanity, because we men,

we forgot how to be strong.

We forgot how to protect our homes,

protect our women.

So they developed this thing to protect themselves.

We got soft and lazy and lost.

These bitches snuck in and we didn't even put up a fight.

We let them take it from us.

But we can take it back.

I promise you that.

Fellas, we can grab that spot at the top.

And for the good of humanity, we must.

We have to reclaim our rightful place,

whatever it takes.

I'm talking about real power.

Not some magic trick.

Not sparkle-spirit fingers.

These girls don't know how to fight.

They're not bulletproof.

So they have this... power.

Good for them.

We have real weapons.

And we know how to use them.

Oh, come on.

That's so fucking cool.

Margot?

Uh... Yeah.

Hey, I... I got... I got the wrong pants.

You know you can... you can sleep in here if you want.

Well, I mean, do you want me to?

You haven't said two words to me since the other night.

Well, actually just now, I said at least, like, seven.

It's just a lot going on.

Yeah. I know, I know.

Did you talk to the lawyer?

Yeah, if my name gets out, it could be bad.

Civil fines for sure but it's probably federal

because it's classified documents and that means possible jail time,

but that's only if Declan gives out my name and I know Declan,

- he'd never do that to me. - I don't understand

where you get this certainty from.

I mean, Declan's kind of a piece of shit,

- how can you make sure? - I'm gonna take care of it.

You don't have to worry about it.

Oh, OK. I just don't have to worry about it.

You're gonna take care of it.

Yeah, I am.

You also gonna...

- apologise maybe? - Oh, my God,

- we did this already. - If there's any...

I'm not... I'm not doing that again.

- Yep, you risked your job and mine. - Yeah, but I did the right thing.

You risked our home, our family, without talking to me.

You remember when you used to care about doing the right thing?

- Oof. - Do you remember that?

Yeah, well, you used to be a person I could trust.

That's not fair.

OK. That's not fair. You know you can trust me.

I just feel, like, who are you?

I...

Who am I?

I'm your fucking husband.

- Who are you? - I'm a woman with

important work to do today which apparently

- I can't tell you about anymore. - Fine. You know what?

I don't wanna know.

OK? I don't wanna know

'cause I got shit to do and you know what?

It's pretty important too.

Thank you very fucking much.

- Girl... - No, no, we're not talking about my shoes.

In fact, official mayoral policy going forward,

there will be no further discussions

about my fucking footwear.

OK! Noted.

I'm not saying I approve of the aesthetic but...

I like the energy.

What's going on with you?

Oh, no.

Margot, you didn't.

I did, I did!

- And it's amazing. - I do not believe you.

- What were you thinking? - Helen, I feel ten years younger.

I could run a marathon. Everything is brighter and lighter.

I can take bigger breaths.

I mean, I walk down the street and it's like, "get the fuck outta my way."

Oh, OK.

I mean... do you want it?

- Like, I could probably give it to you. - No! Hell no!

I've had a target on my back since the day I was born.

Last thing I need is someone else to look at me sideways.

- Fire my Black ass. - Oh, no one's getting fired.

Oh, they are.

That shit has started.

- Kristen, from Tom and Kristen. - The morning show?

She got fired just for having it.

They can't do that, it's illegal.

- It's discrimination. - And yet...

We have to find a way to keep this quiet to manage this.

Hey, hey, hey!

- Do you wanna be down one chief of staff? - Oh, you wouldn't dare.

Try me.

Ha-ha! Woo!

Hey!

Hi! This is Ndudi, I can't answer the phone right now,

so leave a message.

Hey, Ndudi, baby.

Hey, listen, Mr Ojo is back home.

I hope I'm seeing you at this wedding, eh.

I need my... I need my "zanku" partner.

Uh, yeah, it's, um...

It's been a while.

It'd be, uh, good to... good to see you.

Omo, we are in trouble.

- Let's go, let's go! - Can't you greet?

I haven't seen you in how long, eh?

- Let's go. - Brother, what's wrong?

Pardon me, you're seriously not gonna marry her

because she took it.

- Is it that serious? - Yeah! How can I be the man

of the house if my babes can just spark me, anyhow?

Hey, Omo, don't knock the divorce until you try it.

Ashawo.

Wait, you're just gonna throw ten years away just...

- just jejely like that? - Ten years of lies.

Wale, it's only been three months.

No, we've never had secrets.

- Never! - Ah, Wale...

Heh? Hey, women don't lie to you, eh?

You are being very dramatic right now.

Boy, you see what your problem is, eh?

You like pushover girls.

Pushover?

Offend Fisayo and see how she will pepper you!

- What the... - OK, OK, OK, OK.

- OK. OK. - You better watch your mouth.

- Nobody is calling Fisayo a mumu. - No.

Listen, when I was in Riyadh...

Hey! One moment, please,

for my brother, the international journalist, Baba n'la.

- Thank you, thank you. Dami. Dami! - Big bros!

Let me get us some drinks, eh?

Listen, I've seen some things.

All right? This isn't a sex toy, and it definitely isn't a reason

for you to dump your fiancée.

This is the future. We're lucky to be alive to see it.

This might bring...

equality.

Firstly, how is one of us having electricity in our hands equality?

Secondly, who says men and women aren't equal?

Wale! Look at you, look at you.

Look at the size of your arms.

Eh? One blow from you,

- this girl's finished. - Would I do that?

And has she shocked you?

You know, I don't remember you being Mr. Women's Rights before all this.

Ah, don't mind anymore.

He's feeling guilty because of Ndudi's face.

Fuck you, bro.

What's your problem? Eh?!

That's for the fucking honeymoon.

Tunde, what's your problem?

Fuck.

Sorry, sorry. Ma binu, I'm just...

- Just... Just sit down. Relax, huh? - Fuck.

Here, take it.

Wale?