Ratatouille (2007)

John Ratzenberger: Mustafa

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• Mustafa : [taking Ego's order]  Do you know what you'd like this evening, sir?

  Anton Ego : 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?

  Mustafa : With what, sir?

  Anton Ego : Perspective. Fresh out, I take it?

  Mustafa : I am, uh...

  Anton Ego : 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.

  Mustafa : I'm afraid... your dinner selection?

  Anton Ego : [stands up angrily]  Tell your chef Linguini that I want whatever he dares to serve me. Tell him to hit me with his best SHOT.

• Mustafa : [panicked]  Someone has asked what is new!

  Horst : New?

  Mustafa : Yes! What do I tell them?

  Horst : Well, what *did* you tell them?

  Mustafa : I told them I would ask!

  Skinner : What are you blathering about?

  Horst : Customers are asking what is new!

  Mustafa : What should I tell them?

  Skinner : What *did* you tell them?

  Mustafa : [exasperated]  I TOLD THEM I WOULD ASK!

  Skinner : This is simple. Just pull out an old Gusteau recipe, something we haven't made in a while...

  Mustafa : They know about the old stuff. They like Linguini's soup.

  Skinner : They are asking for food from LINGUINI?

• Skinner : [seeing a ladle in Linguini's hand]  You are COOKING? How DARE you cook in MY kitchen! Where do get the gall to attempt something so monumentally idiotic? I should have you drawn and quartered! I'll do it! I think the law is on my side! Larousse, draw and quarter this man! *After* you put him in the duck press to squeeze the fat out of his head!

  [as he's shouting, Lalo ladles some soup into a tureen and brings it to the waiter] 

  Linguini : Oh no no no, OH NO, don't let them, don't eat...

  Skinner : What are you blathering about?

  Linguini : ...the soup!

  Skinner : [sees the soup going out runs to stop it]  Soup? Stop that soup! Noooooooo!

  [bursts into the dining room to the stares of the diners, retreats back into the kitchen and watches through the window as the waiter serves the soup] 

  Solene LeClaire : [tasting the soup]  Waiter!

  Skinner : [gasps]  Linguini! You're fired! F-I-R-E-D! Fired!

  Mustafa : She wants to see the chef.

  Mustafa : [scared]  B-but he...

  [clears his throat and goes to speak to the customer; Colette tastes the soup; Skinner re-enters] 

  Colette : What did the customer say?

  Mustafa : It was not a customer. It was a critic.

  Colette : Ego?

  Skinner : Solene LeClaire.

  Colette : LeClaire. What did she say?

  Mustafa : She likes the soup.

• Colette : Table five coming up right now.

  Skinner : Coming down the line.

  Colette : Set. Hot. Open oven.

  Skinner : Coming around.

  Colette : Oui, chef. One filet mignon, three lamb, two duck.

  Skinner : Fire those soufflés for table six, ja?

  Colette : Five minutes, chef.

  Remy : Oh, God.

  Mustafa : Tonight, I'd like to present the foie gras. It has a wonderful finish.

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

  Colette : Oui, chef.