Ratatouille (2007) Edit

A cook makes. A thief takes. You are not a thief.

A forgotten favorite of the chef's, sweetbread of Gusteau.

A little perspective.

A little wine, a friendly chat. Just us cooks.

A lot has changed in not very much time, you know?

A lot of customers like the soup. That's all we are saying.

A rat appears on the boy's first night, I order him to kill it.

A real gourmet kitchen, and I get to watch.

A shortage of food, or a surplus of snobbery?

A sign,

A tiny chef who tells me what to do.

A tiny chef?

A voice,

Aaaaaah....

After a scathing review by France's top food critic, Anton Ego.

After reading a lot of overheated puffery about your new cook,

Ah, but that is no match for wishful thinking.

Ah, I'Aquila saffron. Italian. Huh?

Ah, oh, oh...

Ah. But you don't, Remy.

Ahh!

Alfredo Linguini, Renata's little boy.

All right, that's it!

All right. Dinner's on me. We'll go after closing time.

All this cooking and, and, and reading and TV watching

All this time I've been underneath Paris?

Although each of the world's countries

Am I seeing things, am I crazy? Is there a phantom rat or is there not?

Am I still fired?

Amusing title, Anyone Can Cook!

Anchovy licorice sauce."

And all of the different cooking times,

And Ego lost his job and his credibility.

And every dish is different and none are simple,

And find out you fired the cook responsible...

And his dazzling ascent to the top of fine French cuisine

And I am not going to jeopardize it for some garbage boy who got lucky.

And I don't know when I'll find food again.

And I don't need the inside food to be happy.

And I got to be a Gusteau or, you know,

And I, in return, will not kill you.

And it resulted in your taking ownership of this restaurant.

And it sells burritos! Millions and millions of burritos!

And it starts when we decide.

And no one else seems to have it in this bloody town,

And not just any cheese. Tomme de chËvre de pays!

And now he wants me to see it everywhere.

And now I find myself in the extraordinary position

And of course they ratted us out.

And that is in the discovery and defense of the new.

And that's another thing.

And the best food in Paris, some say, is made by Chef Auguste Gusteau.

And the last thing I want is people looking into this.

And the only reason anyone expects anything from me now

And the truth is, I have no talent at all.

And then he get fired

And there are only two way to get first pick.

And they have, which is why I read. Which is also our secret.

And they're, you know, not so bad as you say they are.

And this rat, this brilliant Little Chef, can lead us there.

And we should reward that, as Chef Gusteau would have.

And we'll have to cook it, unless he orders something cold.

And what are you eating?

And what belief is that, Mademoiselle Tatou?

And what we're stealing is, let's face it, garbage.

And when the story is done, Ego stands, thanks us for the meal...

And you must not let anyone define your limits

And you, Monsieur Linguini, are no idiot.

And you've been playing without an opponent.

And, no, I don't think anyone can do it.

Announced a new line of microwave egg rolls?

Any son of Renata's is more than...

Anyone can cook.

Anyone else, hmm?

Anyway, they're hungry, the food safe is locked and I need the key.

Appetite is coming, and he's going to have a big ego.

Are you sure you want to serve this to Ego?

Are you...

As you are.

At a close ish sort of range.

At exactly the same time, hot and perfect!

At first, Ego thinks it's a joke.

At least not without your help.

Attention, everyone.

Attention.

Awaiting a future in frozen food products.

Back to the restaurant. They'll fail without me.

Because haute cuisine is an antiquated hierarchy

Because I am the toughest cook in this kitchen.

Because nobody's ever expected anything of me.

Because of where you come from.

Because the first time it came back identified as rodent hair.

Because, well, because you, uh, whoa...

Before sundown or, you know, Dad's gonna...

Being combined into infinite combinations.

Bonjour, chef. Hello, Chef Skinner.

Booked five months in advance.

Bottoms up, Linguini!

Built upon rules written by stupid old men.

But as Linguini explains, Ego's smile disappears.

But combine one flavor with another,

But don't feel too bad for him.

But he's ruining the soup! We got to tell someone that he's...

But he's ruining the soup! We got to tell someone that he's...

But I am hungry.

But I realize only now do I truly understand what he meant.

But I thought it only fair to give you a sporting chance

But I...

But I've taken out the garbage lots of times before that...

But if Dad sees you walking like that, he's not gonna like it.

But it was not to last.

But must arrive on the customer's table

But not everyone celebrates its success.

But not so. Lalo there ran away from home at 12.

But of course. Gusteau wouldn't hesitate.

But that doesn't mean it's not

But that was interesting.

But the bitter truth we critics must face is that in the grand scheme of things,

But the only thing predictable about life is its unpredictability.

But there are times when a critic truly risks something

But there's something about them.

But this rat, he's the one behind these recipes.

But to my dad...

But we're supposed to return to the colony

But we're together on this. Right?

But why here?

But you weren't aware of that fact until very recently.

But you would have to be an idiot of elephantine proportions

But you...

But you'll need to know more than soup if you are to survive in my kitchen, boy.

But, but, but the rat! You must...

But, hey, you you believed I could cook, right?

But, hey, you you believed I could cook, right?

But, oh, no!

But...

Bye, rat!

Can I interest you in a dessert this evening?

Can I interest you in a dessert this evening?

Can only be more of this?

Can you suggest a good wine to go with that?

Can't we serve something else? Something I didn't invent?

Change is nature, Dad. The part that we can influence.

Cheers, Yah.

Chef Gusteau's cookbook, Anyone Can Cook!

Chef! Chef! Chef Linguini!

Chine easy.

Clean.

Clean.

Cleanerific.

Climbed to the top of the bestseller list.

Close to godliness.

Close your eyes.

Colette knows how to cook, too, you know. Aww!

Colette will be responsible for teaching you how we do things here.

Colette! Wait, wait! Don't motorcycle away.

Colette. Wait, wait. Colette!

Come in!

Come on, boy. Paddle, Son.

Come on, Little Chef!

Come on, you're good at hiding food. Help me find a good place to put this.

Come on. You can make it. You can make it.

Come with me. I got something I want you to see.

Coming around.

Congratulations. You were able to repeat your accidental success, Mm hm.

Cooks move fast. Sharp utensils, hot metal, keep your arms in.

Creamy, salty sweet, an oaky nuttiness.

Dad doesn't know you're alive yet!

Dad?

Dad? Dad, I'm in here!

Dad.

Dah!

Deliberately trying to make me think it's important.

Did you ever think about how we walk on the same paws

Disgusting little creatures.

Do you know what would happen to us

Do you know what you would like this evening, sir?

Do you like animals?

Don't boil the consommÈ, it'll toughen the pheasant. Emile!

Don't do it.

Don't ever play cards with Pompidou.

Don't give me that look.

Don't laugh! I'm I'm gonna show you!

Don't let that beurre blanc separate. Keep whisking.

Don't like it. She's gonna wake up.

Don't look at me like that! You aren't the only one who's trapped.

Don't mess with my mise!

Don't mind me. I'm gonna... I'm just need to borrow this real quick. Uh...

Each flavor was totally unique.

Easy to cook. Easy to eat. Gusteau makes Chinese food

Eeh, Do you know what you would like this evening, sir?

Eggs, gone!

Ego is coming, and I need to focus!

Emile, swing to me.

Emile, that's exactly what I said not to do!

Emile!

Evacuate! Everyone, to the boats.

Eventually, a bird's got to leave the nest.

Excuse me a minute.

Excuse me. I'm gonna...

Excuse me. Move, move.

F l R E D! Fired!

Find out how much of this is real.

Fire seven. Three salade composite up.

Fire those soufflÈs for table six, Yah.

Firing two orders, seared salmon.

First of all, I'm a rat.

First of all, we are not thieves.

Flour, eggs, sugar, vanilla bean...

Food doesn't go, orders pile up. Disaster.

Food is fuel.

For a sound,

For Chef Gusteau's famous motto, "Anyone can cook."

For messing around with the ringmaster's daughter.

For taking it.

Forget mystique. This is about your cooking.

Forgive me for intruding on your deep, personal relationship with the chef.

Freaking me out! Whatever you are doing, stop it.

From his recently deceased mother claiming Gusteau is his father?

From the boy. Hair, maybe.

Gah...

Gently poach the scallops. Taste check. Spoons down.

Geoduck egg, dried white fungus?

Get hold!

Get out! You and all your rat buddies!

Get out.

Get the bridge up! Move it, move it!

Get the smoky flavor nice and even.

Go, go, go, go. Move, move, move.

Good food is like music you can taste, color you can smell.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Good. Too much salt. Good.

Good. What? How could he change it?

Got it?

Great cooking is not for the faint of heart.

Great cooking is not for the faint of heart.

Grow it yourself, or bribe a grower.

Gusteau had no children, and what of the timing of all this?

Gusteau himself said so.

Gusteau is dead?

Gusteau says it's excellent. Good thing the old lady is a food love...

Gusteau's already has a face, and it's fat and lovable and familiar.

Gusteau's Corn Puppies.

Gusteau's restaurant is the toast of Paris,

Gusteau's restaurant lost one of its five stars

Gusteau's, eh?

Gusteau's? Your restaurant?

Guys, wait. Stop!

Had written off Gusteau as irrelevant since the great chef's death,

Has made his competitors envious.

Have challenged my preconceptions about fine cooking

Have you decided this evening?

Have, have you been nodding?

He also happens to be the leader of our clan.

He came in late one more time and all of a sudden he...

He changed it as it was going out the door!

He doesn't react beyond asking an occasional question.

He doesn't understand me, but I can be myself around him.

He has taken a bold risk

He is Gusteau's son.

He is the youngest chef ever to achieve a five star rating.

He knows something.

He washes dishes or takes out the garbage. He doesn't cook.

He won't say. Apparently, they didn't win.

He's been controlling my actions.

He's doing very well as a small business investor.

He's gotten all he needs.

He's ruining the soup. And nobody's noticing?

He's the cook. The real cook. He's been hiding under my toque.

He's the reason I can cook the food that's exciting everyone.

He's toying with my mind like a cat with a ball of... Something.

He's your son?

Health Inspector.

Hello, Chef Skinner. How your night be now?

Hello, darling. Join us.

Here it is.

Here. Hey!

Hey, believe me, that story gets better when I tell it, okay?

Hey, Emile. Emile.

Hey, hey, hey, little brother!

Hey, Johnny! Hurry!

Hey, Remy, you think that maybe we shouldn't be so...

Hey, they liked the soup! Eeh...

Hey! That's Gusteau. Emile, look.

Hey! The band's really on tonight, huh?

Hey! Yeah.

Hey. Your will!

Hey...

Hi. Is that for me?

Highly suspect!

Hmm.

Hmm...

Hmm...

Hold on, Son. Give him something to grab on to.

Horst has done time.

Hot! Open oven!

How can I describe it?

How can we claim to represent the name of Gusteau

How can you not know your own recipe?

How could it be popular?

How dare you cook in my kitchen?

How did you do that?

How do you know? What do I always say?

How do you tell how good bread is without tasting it?

How honored I am to be studying under such uhh...

How the world really saw me.

Huh?

Huh?

Huh...

Human.

I am a figment of your imagination. You did not know, how could I?

I am only as free as you imagine me to be.

I am uh, Gus gusteau's son. It's in my blood I guess.

I am uh...

I asked a waiter to give my compliments to the chef.

I can drop by. Let's see. First opening is three months.

I can't be constantly checking for a yes or no head shake from a Ra...

I can't be constantly checking for a yes or no head shake from a Ra...

I can't believe it.

I can't choose between two halves of myself.

I can't remember the last time

I cannot control how they use my image, Remy.

I created a hole in the ozone over Avignon.

I defrauded a major corporation.

I didn't have to help you!

I didn't think you meant them.

I don't know how to cook, and now I'm actually talking to a rat as if you...

I don't know this recipe, but it's Gusteau's, so...

I don't know what I did.

I don't like food. I love it.

I don't like secrets.

I don't want to constantly have to wash my paws.

I found a mushroom.

I got some of that spice.

I got to see this.

I hate false modesty. It's just another way to lie.

I have a secret. It's sort of disturbing.

I have another idea. What if we serve them what they order!

I have seven more orders!

I haven't been fair to you.

I i'm just uh, familiarizing myself with, you know, the vegetables and such.

I just took it to be polite. I don't really drink, you know.

I killed a man with this thumb.

I know I'm supposed to hate humans,

I know it's a hard thing to believe.

I know the Gusteau style cold.

I know there are too many guys.

I know this sounds insane, but...

I know what this needs! Saffron! A little saffron would make this!

I know who I am! Why do I need you to tell me?

I let a rat into my place and tell him what's mine is his!

I mean, Ego. He's coming. The the the critic.

I mean, I'm not ambitious. I wasn't trying to cook.

I mean, it it's uh, it's not much, but it's uh, you know... uh...

I mean, just look at what they do with food.

I need more soup bowls, please.

I need this job. I've lost so many.

I need two rack of lamb. I need more leeks.

I need two salmon, three salade composite, and three filet.

I pretend to be a human through Linguini.

I pretend you exist so I have someone to talk to!

I robbed the second largest bank in France using only a ballpoint pen.

I said, "Gusteau has finally found his rightful place in history

I should have you drawn and quartered! I...i...i...

I think it was some sort of wrapper once.

I think it's apparent I need to rethink my life a little bit.

I think you are a sneaky, overreaching little...

I thought you thought I was different.

I thought you were different.

I waited

I want to add something to this world.

I want you to work up something for my latest frozen food concept.

I wanted you to succeed. I... I liked you.

I was feeling pretty good about my gift,

I was just trying to stay out of trouble.

I was reminded how fragile it all was.

I was worried about the hair sample you gave me.

I was wrong about your friend and about you.

I will be returning to Gusteau's soon, hungry for more.

I will be returning to Gusteau's soon, hungry for more.

I will have whatever he is having.

I will need you to collect some DNA samples

I will return tomorrow night with high expectations.

I will show you. I memorize all his recipe.

I wish to report a rat infestation.

I would've followed your advice to the ends of the earth.

I would've followed your advice.

I, I thought you went back to the the apartment.

I, I thought you were my friend! I trusted you!

I, I, I would've followed the recipe.

I, on the other hand, take cooking seriously.

I'd love to have a little talk with you, Linguini, in my office.

I'll be back.

I'll be right back. Where...

I'll do it. I think the law is on my side.

I'll make this easy to remember.

I'm cutting vegetables. I'm cutting vegetables?

I'm getting buried here.

I'm glad it worked out.

I'm going to risk looking like the biggest idiot psycho you've ever seen.

I'm gonna pick that up. Yeah...

I'm hungry!

I'm hungry.

I'm inside the trunk! What the...

I'm not talking about cooking. I'm talking about guts.

I'm sorry for any delay, but we're a little short tonight.

I'm suddenly a Gusteau.

I'm telling you, saffron will be just the thing. Gusteau swears by it.

I've been able to observe them

I've been down here a million times.

I've been under a lot of, you know, pressure.

I've found a nice spot not far away, so I'll be able to visit often.

I've worked too hard for too long to get here

Ideals? If Chef Fancy Pants had any ideals,

Idiot! I knew this would happen!

If he wishes to swim in dangerous waters,

If I don't love it, I don't swallow.

If I fire him now, everyone will wonder why.

If I looked out only for myself, I would have let you drown!

If no one wants it, why are we stealing it?

If she write a review to that effect

If we don't uphold his most cherished belief?

If you are hungry, go up and look around, Remy.

If you are what you eat, then I only want to eat the good stuff.

If you focus on what you've left behind,

If you wish to meet the chef, you will have to wait

If you're going to name a food,

In a refrigerator talking to a rat about cooking in a gourmet restaurant.

In a way that doesn't look like I'm being controlled by a tiny rat chef.

In every dish, Chef Gusteau always has something unexpected.

In many ways, the work of a critic is easy.

In the past, I have made no secret of my disdain

Instead of following the recipe like you said,

Is a gross understatement.

Is because of you.

Is everybody here? Do we have everybody?

Is Linguini's dish done yet?

Is the rat important?

Is this a dream?

Isn't it good to have Gusteau's name getting headlines?

Isn't it good to have the press?

It could be worse.

It could be worse.

It didn't seem right to leave things the way that we did, so...

It is difficult to imagine more humble origins

It must happen now! It's a gourmet restaurant!

It seems as though I have. Yes. There it is! I have led you to it!

It was a severe blow to Gusteau,

It wouldn't hurt to visit.

It's beautiful.

It's come back. It's popular.

It's dangerous.

It's got, like, this "ba boom, zap" kind of taste. Don't you think?

It's here! No, it isn't, it's here!

It's like you're involving me in crime, and I let you.

It's locked?

It's my... Second, third, fourth... Fifth time.

It's okay. I've been selfish.

It's over, Little Chef. I can't do it anymore.

It's past opening time.

It's tough out there in the big world all alone, isn't it?

It's weird.

It's your recipe.

It's your restaurant. Do something.

Just can't leave it alone, can you?

Just pull out an old Gusteau recipe,

Just tell me what the rat wants to cook.

Just the greatest chef in the world. Wrote this cookbook.

Just the sort of challenge a budding chef needs.

Keep your hands and arms in, close to the body. Like this. See?

Keep your station clear, or I will kill you!

Lalo! We have some veal stomach soaking, yes?

LeClaire likes it, yeah? She made a point of telling you so.

Let us toast your non idiocy.

Let's just say we have different points of view.

Let's see, over here...

Linguini!

Linguini?

Linguini. Get something to trap it.

Listen, I just want you to know

Listen.

Little Chef?

Little Chef?

Little Chef?

Little...

Look at him out there, pretending to be an idiot.

Look, don't be so modest. You're a rat, for Pete's sake.

Look, I don't want to fight.

Look, I know it's stupid and weird, but neither of us can do this alone,

Look, I'm no good with words. I'm no good with food either.

Look, I'm sorry.

Look, if we're going to be thieves,

Look, it's delicious. But don't steal. I'll buy some spices, okay?

Look, this works. It's crazy, but it works.

Make sure that steak is nice and tenderized.

Make sure the floors and countertops are clean before you lock up.

Mark my words. The whole thing is highly suspect.

Mark of a chef: Messy apron, clean sleeves.

Maybe Gusteau in overalls and Huckleberry Tom hat.

Maybe that's a good thing.

Maybe... maybe with a few drops from this sweet grass.

Messy stations slow things down.

Mm... mmm...

Mmm hmm...

Mmm!

Mmm.

Monday was my first time.

Monsieur, I have the information. If someone cancels, I'll slot you in.

Morning, Little Chef. Rise and Shi...

Most interesting garbage I ever... Hey! What are we doing?

Mr. Boyardee."

My last review condemned it

My mistake.

My son has returned!

Never mind. Move on.

No heir appears,

No one know for sure. He changes the story every time you ask him.

No scampering or scurrying. Understand, Little Chef?

No, he's a plongeur or something.

No, I'm the one in a cage. I've given up.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

No, no, no, no, no!

No, no, no. I have this... This tiny uh, little...

No!

No! No!

No! You listen. I just want you to know exactly who you are dealing with.

No! You waste energy and time!

No.

No. Dad, I don't believe it. You're telling me that the future is...

No. My other left!

Noble? We we're thieves, Dad.

Nooo....

Nopety nopety no.

Not if they're over his face!

Not much.

Not nobody. He is part of the kitchen.

Not that, dearest. I meant you.

Not the smell, not the look, but the sound of the crust.

Not to appreciate this '61 chateau latour

Not too much vinaigrette on that salade composite.

Nothing less than the finest chef in France.

Nothing like a cold splash of reality to make you...

Nothing's been poisoned, thank God, but it hasn't been easy.

Now go up and look around.

Now is your chance to try something worthy of your talent, Linguini.

Now shut up and eat your garbage.

Now, don't you feel better, Remy, eh? You've helped a noble cause.

Now, exactly how we cook this is the real question...

Now, hurry up. Our diners are hungry.

Now, imagine every great taste in the world

Of course not! He just wants me to think that it is.

Of course you don't. I wouldn't either if I was drinking that.

Of having my waiter be the chef.

Oh, amazing.

Oh, and don't forget to stress

Oh, don't be. She believed in heaven, so she's covered.

Oh, garbage. Well...

Oh, Gusteau was right.

Oh, him? He's nobody.

Oh, I see how it is.

Oh, I see the theatricality of it.

Oh, i've got to teach you about food.

Oh, man, the restaurant was closed

Oh, no! oh...

Oh, no.

Oh, no. We're going to be late. And on the first day!

Oh, seriously now.

Oh, The usual, dogs, cats, horses, guinea pigs,

Oh, you're hungry.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh! Small twist of lemon.

Oh! Uh...

Oh! Uh...

Oh.

Okay, I said not to. I told him... He goes and blabs to...

Okay, okay. Emile shows up with...

Okay, when the next storm comes, we'll go up on the roof...

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay. So let's think this out.

Okay. So let's think this out.

Okay. Who's Gusteau?

One can get too familiar with vegetables, you know!

One look and I knew we had the same crazy idea.

One we can share.

Only time will tell if they deserve it."

Ooh, Symphony of crackle. Only great bread sound this way.

Ooh! Ooh...

Ooh... wh.. uh...

Open down low.

Or as a big ear of corn in doggie make up.

Or I'll treat you the way restaurants are supposed to treat pests!

Or I'll treat you the way restaurants are supposed to treat pests!

Or running up and down my body with your little rat feet.

Or, Tooth, I say, Tooth Pick'n Chicken?

Other diners are already asking about it, about Linguini.

Our reputation is hanging by a thread as it is.

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

Ow!

Ow! You little...

Paris?

People will be disappointed.

Perhaps I have been a bit harsh on our new garbage boy.

Perhaps you lived in squalor at some point?

Please, take all of the time you need.

Pray you don't disappoint me.

Probably forever.

Psst! Psst!

Pure poetry.

Rat patootie. Which does not sound delicious.

Rat!

Rat!

Ratatouille? It's a peasant dish.

Ratatouille? They must be joking.

Ratatouille. It's like a stew, right? Why do they call it that?

Rats.

Rats. All we do is take, Dad.

Ready to go on table seven. Come on! Let's go!

Ready to go on table seven. Coming around.

Regrettably we are all out of wine.

Relax, he's a garbage boy. I think you can handle him.

Remy, what are you doing in here?

Remy!

Remy!

Remy! What are you waiting for?

Remy! You are stealing? You told Linguini he could trust you.

Right alongside another equally famous chef,

Rules designed to make it impossible for women to enter this world.

Saffron. Hmm...

Saffron. Why do I get the feeling

Saucier, in charge of sauces. Very important. Uh...

Secondly, stay out of the kitchen and away from the humans.

Secondly, stay out of the kitchen and away from the humans.

Secret? Y you, you want the truth?

She claims she never told him, or Gusteau, and asks that I not tell.

She died.

She died.

She meant to say, "It's dinnertime and and we're French."

She turns on the cooking channel, boom, she never wakes up.

She wants to see the chef.

Should I be concerned about this? About you?

Since you have expressed such an interest in his cooking career,

So I'm not crazy! Ha!

So now I had a secret life.

So this... this is it.

So we got to do it together, right? You with me?

So you can smell ingredients? So what?

So you see.

So, the chef, he uh, invited you in for a drink?

So, what's wrong with having highly developed senses?

So, you know, what's mine is yours.

So, you know, what's mine is yours.

Something definitely off menu, hmm?

Something from our menu.

Something that doesn't involve any biting, or nipping,

Something we haven't made in a while and...

Something.

Something's stuck in my teeth.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Soup.

Special order! Special order! Special order!

Spit that out right now!

Steal all you want.

Stop it.

Stupid! He's stolen food and hit the road! What did I expect?

Suddenly, Dad didn't think my talent was useless.

Suddenly, some boy arrives with a letter

Sure he took away a star last time he reviewed this place.

Sure it probably killed Gust... Dad.

Sure, but it's not like I'm a kid anymore.

Surely you don't expect me to believe this is your first time cooking?

Sweetbread cooked in a seaweed salt crust

Table five coming up, right now.

Take a break, Little Chef. Get some air.

Take a good long look, Remy.

Take it away from here. Far away. Kill it. Dispose of it. Go!

Tastes that no one has tried yet! Discoveries to be made!

Team five, grill. Team six, sauces. Get to your stations. Let's go, go, go!

Team three will be handling fish. Team four, roasted items.

Team three will be handling fish. Team four, roasted items.

Tell him to hit me with his best shot.

Tell me, Linguini, about your interests.

Tell them Chef Linguini has prepared something special for them.

Th the the truth.

Than those of the genius now cooking at Gusteau's,

Thank you for the meal.

Thank you.

Thanks for coming back, Little Chef.

That if after a period of two years from the date of death

That is where I left it. That was my last word.

That should do it.

That storm's getting closer.

That was close. Are you okay up there?

That we handle food with?

That would go beautifully with my mushroom.

That's a spice, isn't it? Rosemary?

That's big.

That's big. What did he say?

That's good. Wha what did you put in this?

That's it. I'd like some fresh, clear, well seasoned perspective.

That's right. Poison checker.

That's strangely involuntary!

That's what I get for trusting a Ra...

That's wonderful.

The average piece of junk is probably more meaningful

The best food in France is made in Paris.

The best kind of dream.

The biting! No! Scampering! No!

The boy knows!

The deadline in the will expires in less than a month!

The deadline passes in three days.

The dinner rush when the orders come flooding in,

The entire clan's gonna be after me with their mouths open and uh...

The following day his review appears.

The food didn't matter.

The Gusteau part?

The happiest of my life.

The key is to keep turning it.

The key, my friend, is to not be picky.

The most beautiful.

The new needs friends.

The old standby, used to be famous for it.

The only way to get the best produce is to have first pick of the day

The plongeur won't be coming to you for advice anymore, eh, Colette?

The rat is the cook!

The rat!

The reason Ego is outside that door.

The recipe doesn't call for white truffle oil!

The rest of you stay and help Remy.

The soup was a revelation. A spicy yet subtle taste experience."

The soup! Where is the soup? Out of my way.

Then back to work.

Then tell me, Ambrister,

Then tell them... Tell them...

Then what was all the flipping and all the throwing the...

Then when you weren't there, I, I don't know... I...

Then who do I thank for the meal?