Don’t look at me like that! You aren’t the only one who’s trapped.
They expect me to cook it again!
(Remy looks up: HUH?)
I’m not ambitious, I wasn’t trying to cook, I was just trying to stay out of trouble. You’re the one who was getting fancy with the spices!
What’d you throw in there? Oregano?
>get fancy with：わざわざ選ぶ fancy：選ぶ、えり好みする
(Remy SHAKES HEAD: “NO”)
No? What, rosemary?
(Again, Remy shakes head)
That’s a spice, isn’t it? Rosemary?
(At this Remy NODS)
You didn’t put rosemary in there?
I need this job. I’ve lost so many.
I don’t know how to cook and now I’m talking to a rat as if you
actually understand what I’m say–
–did you NOD?? You UNDERSTAND ME??
So I’m not crazy. Wait a second,wait a second. I can’t cook. Can I?
(Remy shakes his head)
But you can. Right?
(Remy thinks uncertainly)
Don’t be so modest, you’re a rat for Pete’s sake. Whatever you did,they liked it.
> for Pete’s sake:お願いだから～ / 驚いたことに
(lost in thought)
Yeah. This could work. Hey, they liked the soup–
They liked the soup. You think you could… do it again?
I’m gonna let you go. But we’re together on this. Right?
(Remy NODS again)
This is it. It’s not much, but it’s-
(he looks around)
(to Remy, shrugs)
Could be worse; there’s heat and light and a couch with a TV. So,
y’know– what’s mine is yours.
>what’s mine is yours：好きに使って
Remy looks over the new digs. He likes them just fine.
Fast asleep on the couch, Linguini is bathed in the
flickering light from an old and very romantic FRENCH MOVIE
on TV. TWO LOVERS stand handsomely in the swirling steam of a
soon to depart locomotive, staring into each other’s eyes–
HER (TV) *
Are you– is this… a dream? *
HIM (TV) The best kind of dream. One(dream) we can share. *
HER (OS TV) *
But why here? Why now? *
HIM (OS TV) Why not here? Why not now? What better place to dream… than in Paris?
LINGUINI’S FLAT – MORNING
Linguini AWAKENS with a start. He looks up at the oven mitt–
Morning, little Chef. Rise and sh–
Idiot! I knew this would happen! I let a rat into my place and tell him what’s mine is his?
Eggs GONE! STUPID! He’s stolen food and hit the road! What’d I expect?
That’s what I get for trusting a ra-
Wh–? Hey. What– is that for me?
It’s good. What’d you put in this?
(Remy holds up basil leaf)
Where’d you get that?
Look. It’s delicious. But don’t steal. I’ll buy some spices, okay?
Oh no. We’re gonna be late, and on the first day!
Ca’mon, little Chef!