Transcript (en)

Hello, ma'abarathno. I'm here to see Fergie. Of course you are. I suppose you think this is romantic? No, ma'am. I... I thought it was respectful. Respectful? That's an interesting... word. Who are you? My name is Chiki Okoye. Who is Chiki Okoye when he's not charming blind girls at a party? I am a systems analyst, ma. Where are your parents? Where do they live? My father died when I was young and my mother teaches at a public school in Enugu. Public school in Enugu? That's not in our circle, is it? Look, young man, you will need more than flowers to survive my daughter's world. Let me make something very clear. I do not trust men who, walking on invited, holding a bouquet of flowers like it's some peace treaty, My daughter is not an experiment and I do not open my door to strangers except I prepared to throw them back out The boy is here Who is here? The man from the party. Chiki? Yes. What is he doing here? He brought a flower. A whole bunch. He looked nervous, but serious. He's standing right in front of your mother. My God, what is going to skin in my life? I need to go. Wait, wait, you okay? No, no, no, no, no, no. A man with nothing to offer shouldn't be knocking at a queen's door. You think my daughter is an ordinary girl. Well, she's not. And you? You walk into my house uninvited. You bring a bouquet of flowers hoping to soften me. You know, no amount of gifts changes a man's foundation. Ma, without your respect. Respect? Respect is earned, not spoken.