Don’t give me that look. You were distracting me in front of the
press. How am I supposed to concentrate with you yanking my
hair all the time?
And that’s another thing. Your opinion isn’t the only one that
matters here. Colette knows how to cook too, you know–
— OW!! Alright that’s it!!
You take a break, little chef. I’m not your puppet, and you’re not my– uh, puppet… controlling… guy.
The rat is the cook…!
You cool off and get your mind right, little chef. Ego is coming
and I’ve gotta focus!
Wow. I’ve never seen that before.
Yeah… it’s like you’re his fluffy bunny or something.
I’m sorry about all the guys, Remy. I tried to limit them, but–
You know what? It’s okay.
I’ve been selfish. You guys hungry?
(RATS respond eagerly)
Dinner’s on me. We’ll go after closing time. In fact–
(to Emile, evil grin)
–tell Dad to bring the whole clan.
This is great, son. An inside job.
I see the appeal–!
Little Chef…? Little Chef?
Hey, Little Chef. I thought you went back to the apartment. Then
when you weren’t there, I don’t know, it didn’t seem right–
–to leave things the way we did so I came back, hoping you’d be here. And here you are.
Look. I don’t want to fight. I’ve been under a lot of- you know,
pressure. A lot has changed in not very much time, you know. I’m
suddenly a Gusteau and I gotta be a Gusteau or you know, people will be disappointed. It’s weird…
…I’ve never disappointed anyone before because nobody’s ever
expected anything of me. And the only reason anyone expects anything from me now is… because of you.
I haven’t been fair to you. You’ve never failed me, and I should never forget that.
The most honorable friend a guy could ever ask–
What is this? What’s going on–
(to Remy, betrayed)
You’re stealing from me??
How could you? I thought you were my friend, I trusted you!
Get out! You and all your rat buddies! And don’t come back! Or
I’ll treat you the way restaurants are supposed to treat pests!
You’re right, Dad. Who am I kidding? We are what we are. And
Well, he’ll leave soon… and now you know how to get in. Steal all you want.
You’re not coming?
I’ve lost my appetite.
Do you know what you’d like, sir?
Yes; I’d like your heart, roasted on a spit–!
C–come… COME IN!!
The door opens and Colette leans in, speaking tenderly–
Today is a big day. You should say something to them.
You are the boss. Inspire them.
Attention. Attention everyone.
Tonight is a big night. Appetite is coming and he’s going to have a big Ego.
(stops, corrects himself)
I mean Ego. He’s coming. The critic? And he’s going to order.
Something. Something from our menu.
And we’ll have to cook it. Unless he orders something cold. Like a
Just can’t leave it alone, can ya’?
You really shouldn’t be here during restaurant hours, it’s not safe.
I’m hungry. And I don’t need the inside food to be happy. The key,
my friend, is to not be picky. Observe…
Oh no! What’ll we do?! I’ll go get Dad!
You may think you are a chef, but you are still… only a rat.
-sure he took away a star last time he reviewed this place. Sure, it probably killed Gust– Dad.
(softly to himself)
Oh, this is very bad juju here-o.
But I’ll tell you one thing–
Ego is here.
Arnot Ego is just another customer.
(a beat too late)
Yeah–! Let’s– okay…
So! I have in mind a simple arrangement;
you will create for me a new line of Chef Skinner frozen foods,
and I, in return, will not kill you.
Au revoir, rat!
Do you know what you’d like this evening, sir?
Yes, I think I do. After reading a lot of overheated puffery about
your new cook, you know what I’m craving? A little perspective.
That’s it. I’d like some fresh, clear, well-seasoned perspective.
Can you suggest a good wine to go with that?
With what, sir?
Perspective. Fresh out, I take it?
Uh… I’m sorry?
Very well. Since you’re all out of perspective and no one else seems to have it in this bloody town, I’ll make you a deal; you provide the food, I’ll provide the
perspective. Which would go nicely with a bottle of Cheval Blanc 1947.
Uhm… I’m afraid I– I didn’t…
your dinner selection…?
Tell your “Chef Linguini” that I want whatever he dares to serve to me. Tell him to “hit me with his best shot”.
I will have whatever he is having.