So… we’ve given up.
Why do you say that?
(looks around, shrugs)
We are in a cage. Inside a car trunk. Awaiting a future in frozen
No, I’m the one in a cage. I’ve given up. You… are free.
I am only as free as you imagine me to be. As you are.
Oh please. I’m sick of pretending.
I pretend to be a rat for my father. I pretend to be a human
through Linguini. I pretend you exist so I have someone to talk to!
You only tell me stuff I already know! I know who I am! Why do I
need you to tell me? Why do I need to pretend?
Ah, but you don’t, Remy…
…you never did.
No. My OTHER left!
I love you guys.
Where you going??
Back to the restaurant! They’ll fail without me!
WHY DO YOU CARE??
BECAUSE I’M A COOK!!
It’s your recipe! How can you not know your own recipe??
I didn’t write it down, it just– came to me!
Well make it come to you again, because we can’t serve this!!
Where’s my order??
Can’t we serve them something else?? Something I didn’t invent??
This is what they’re ordering!!
Make them order something else!! Tell them we’re all out!
We can’t be all out, we just opened-
I have another idea; what if we served them what they order??
We will make it. Just tell us what you did!
I don’t know what I did!
We need to tell the customers something!
Then tell them– tell them–
(to Lalo, beat)
They’ll see you! STOP!
He’s come far too fast! Could you do more with as little experience??
We are not talking about me! We’re talking about what to do right n–!
DON’T TOUCH HIM!!
I know this sounds insane. Butwell, the truth sounds insane
sometimes, but that doesn’t mean it’s not. The truth.
And the truth is I have no talent at all. But this Rat… he’s the
one behind these recipes. He’s the cook. The real cook. Little Chef?
He’s been hiding under my toque. He chooses the ingredients, the spices-
–he’s been controlling my actions.
He’s the reason I can cook the food that’s exciting everyone, the
reason Ego is outside that door.
You’ve been giving me credit for his gift. I know it’s a hard thing to believe, but hey– you believed I could cook, right?
Look. This works. It’s crazy, but it works. We can be the greatest
restaurant in Paris. And this rat, this brilliant little Chef can lead us there. Whaddya say? (What do you say?)You with me?
(he goes to Django)
Dad, I– I don’t know what to say.
I was wrong about your friend. And about you.
Dad, I don’t want you to think I’m choosing this over family. I can’t choose between two halves of myself-
I’m not talking about cooking. I’m talking about guts. This really
means that much to you?
We’re not cooks, but we are family. You tell us what to do and we’ll get it done.
STOP THAT HEALTH INSPECTOR!
DELTA TEAM FOLLOW ME! THE REST OF YOU STAY AND HELP REMY!
TEAM THREE WILL BE HANDLING FISH, TEAM FOUR: ROASTED ITEMS, TEAM
FIVE: GRILL, TEAM SIX: SAUCES! GET TO YOUR STATIONS! LET’S GO GO GO!
We need someone to wait tables.
No, I’m sorry for any delay, but we’re a little short tonight.
Please. Take all the time you need.
Colette! You came back. Colette, I–
DON’T say a word. If I think about it I might change my mind. Just
tell me what the rat wants to cook.
Ratatouille? It’s a peasant dish.
Are you sure you want to serve this to Ego?
What. I’m making the ratatouille…
Well, how would you prepare it?
Ratatouille? They must be joking…
(as he eats)
No… no, it can’t be…
Who cooked the ratatouille?! I demand to know!
I can’t remember the last time I asked a waiter to give my
compliments to the Chef. And now I find myself in the extraordinary position of having my waiter be the Chef…
I’m just your waiter tonight.
Then who do I thank for the meal?
Excuse me a minute.
Ah, you must be the Ch–
If you wish to meet the Chef you will have to wait until all the
other customers have gone.
So be it.
At first, Ego thinks it’s a joke, but as Linguini explains, Ego’s
He doesn’t react beyond asking an occasional question.
And when the story is done, Ego stands, thanks us for the meal–
Thank you for the meal.
REMY (V.O., CONT’)
–and leaves without another word.
The following day his review appears…
In many ways the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little, yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their
selves to our judgement. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read.
> thrive on：成長する
But, the bitter truth we critics must face is that, in the grand
scheme of things… the average piece of junk is probably more
meaningful than our criticism designating it so. But there are
times when a critic truly risks something… and that is in the
discovery and defense of the new.
The world is often unkind to new talent, new creations. The new
In the alley behind the kitchen, the strange human/rat
alliance amicably（友好的） part ways and head to their respective
homes above and below the streets of Paris. Only Remy stays
behind, electing to take in the night and think.
Last night I experienced something new, an extraordinary meal from an singularly unexpected source.
To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my
preconceptions(先入観） about fine cooking,
is a gross（おおまか、全般） understatement– they
have rocked me to my core.
EGO (V.O., CONT’D)
In the past I have made no secret of my disdain（軽蔑する） for Chef Gusteau’s famous motto: “Anyone Can Cook”.
But I realize only now do I truly understand what he meant. Not
everyone can become a great artist, but a great artist can come from anywhere.
It is difficult to imagine more humble origins than those of the
genius now cooking at Gusteau’s, who is, in this critic’s opinion,
nothing less than the finest Chef in France.
I will be returning to Gusteau’s soon, hungry for more.
It was a great night. The happiest of my life. But the only thing
predictable（予言できる） about life is its–
–unpredictability. We had to let Skinner and the health inspector
loose, and of course they squealed（密告する）.
The food didn’t matter. Once it got out there were rats in the kitchen, the restaurant was closed and Ego lost his job and his credibility.
But don’t feel too bad for him…
…he’s doing very well as a small business investor. He seems very happy.
How do you know?
(to other rats)
Gotta go. Dinner rush.
You know how he likes it.
Can I interest you in a dessert this evening?
Don’t you always?
Which one would you like?