بخش 04

They liked the soup.

Do you think you could do it again?

Okay, I’m going to let you out now.

But we’re together on this. Right?

Okay.

So this is it.

I mean, it’s not much, but it’s, you know.

Not much.

It could be worse.

There’s heat and light and a couch with a TV.

So, you know, what’s mine is yours.

Are you.

Is this a dream?

The best kind of dream.

One we can share.

But why here?

Why now?

Why not here?

Why not now?

What better place to dream than in Paris?

Morning, Little Chef. Rise and.

Oh, no.

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 did I expect?

That’s what I get for trusting a.

Hi. Is that for me?

That’s good. What did you put in this?

Where’d you get that?

Look, it’s delicious. But don’t steal.

I’ll buy some spices, okay?

Oh, no. We’re going to be late.

And on the first day!

Come on, Little Chef!

“Though I, like many other critic,” “had written off Gusteau as irrelevant since the great chef’s death,” “the soup was a revelation.

A spicy yet subtle taste experience.”

Solene Le Claire?

Yes!

“Against all odds, Gusteau’s has recaptured our attention.”

“Only time will tell if they deserve it.”

Well.

You know.

Look, I know it’s stupid and weird, but neither of us can do this alone, so we got to do it together, right? You with me?

So let’s do this thing!

I.

Welcome to hell.

Now, recreate the soup.

Take as much time as you need.

All week if you must.

Soup.

This is not going to work, Little Chef!

I’m going to lose it if we do this anymore.

We’ve got to figure out something else.

Something that doesn’t involve any biting, or nipping, or running up and down my body with your little rat feet.

The biting! No! Scampering! No!

No scampering or scurrying.

Understand, Little Chef?

Little Chef?

Oh, you’re hungry.

Okay. So let’s think this out.

You know how to cook, and I know how to appear human.

We need to work out a system so that I do what you want in a way that doesn’t look like I’m being controlled by a tiny rat chef.

Would you listen to me? I’m insane!

I’m insane! I’m insane!

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

Linguini?

We gotta communicate.

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

The rat! I saw it!

A rat?

Yes, a rat. Right next to you.

What are you doing in here?

I’m just familiarizing myself with, you know, the vegetables and such.

Get out.

One can get too familiar with vegetables, you know!

That was close. Are you okay up there?

Whoa!

How did you do that?

That’s strangely involuntary!

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

Okay.

Where are you taking me? Wait.

Wait. I’m sorry.

Okay.

A votre sante!