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It's not rotten.

It's supposed to be like that.

It's called gorgonzola.

It's 1 300 years old!

This is why it smells so bad!

It's for tough guys.

If you need a bad-ass cheese,

get a gorgonzola.

There's another kind, created by

the French that like orgies.

It's called Roquefort, not as

strong as gorgonzola though.

You wouldn't believe it.

There are a thousand ways to eat

gorgonzola, dude.

As a salad, sandwich,

pasta, pizza...

Hey, Rosemary!

That gorgonzola might be

super-duper or whatever, man.

Do whatever you wanna do with it.

You can make pasta, pizza

or stick it up your ass...

Do whatever the f*** you want.

But you bet your jungled ass

that junk won't stay here!

That stinky ass gorgonzola

won't pollute the air I breathe.

Out of my way!

Keep it outside, with the shoes

and socks.

I've told you already!

Take that damn thing outside!

Nonato... someone is here

to see you.

It's Iria.

Hi Iria! I could smell

your scent in the air!

--You've got a good nose!

--You smell good.

You two behave.

--Have you eaten?

--No.

--Are you hungry?

--Yes, I was born hungry!

My little hungry girl...

I'll cook you some spaghetti.

What do you say?

Yummy.

Just give me a minute.

You're crazy.

Iria...

I need to talk to you!

OK.

I've been thinking about it

for days now.

Spit it out.

Would you marry me?

Did you choke?

Spit it out.

There you go.

I'll get you some water!

God heavens!

Drink it!

Drink it down!

Drink it down, Iria.

There. Drink some more.

Go ahead.

--Felling better?

--Damn!

--I'm fine, thank you.

--Are you sure?

I'm fine!

Holy cow!

The garlic, damn it!

I burned the garlic. Sh*t!

It stuck on the pan! F***!

I screwed up the pasta.

So Bujiu...

big boss is coming over.

--For real?

--They've confirmed it.

Rosemary!

Come here!

Watch out.

Sit down.

Pay attention.

We're talking fed now.

Someone's coming to join us...

His name is Etcetera.

Do you have an idea of who he is?

Never heard.

Etcetera is the big boss.

The boss of bosses.

We need to welcome him

appropriately.

You know what I'm saying?

You dig, Rosemary?

I didn't, but now I do.

So beware, man.

I want to keep it cool with him,

make a good impression.

I want you to cook something

special for Sunday, you know?

--Make us something yummy, dude.

--Next Sunday?

Yes. I want good quality food

and drinks.

No problem! Count on me.

It's for next Sunday.

To celebrate Etcetera's arrival,

we'll get you the main kitchen...

With all gadgets,

so you can rock! You got it?

The main kitchen will cost us a lot!

I don't care.

It's for Etcetera, dude.

It's for a long term investment!

Good evening, Mr. Zulmiro.

Good evening my ass,

you motherf***er!

Chill, Mr. Zulmiro.

You're a motherf***er.

You left me here all alone.

Hey, Nonato... I welcomed you here.

It's just that Mr. Giovanni

made me a better offer.

Salary and benefits... those stuff.

--It's business.

--Yeah right. Business...

What do you want here?

--Looking for an offer?

--No...

I wanna talk about something

very important.

F***... I'd better sit down.

Sit.

Shoot.

Mister Giovanni's restaurant

is closed on Mondays.

So I asked him to let me make

a special dinner there.

What are you up to?

Big orgies for sure!

No... I'm gonna get

engaged to Iria.

Iria?

Iria? That Iria?

Now people marry in brothels?

--What's a brothel?

--A whorehouse!

It's not that.

I love her and I want to

marry her.

She doesn't want to rush things,

because she's not pregnant.

So we're gonna get engaged first.

You're gonna marry Iria, Nonato.

What's the point?

Well, it's your cock,

your money.

--You know what you're doing.

--I want you to be my best man.

As my guest of honor,

you know.

Would you accept it?

Not on this Monday,

on the following one.

--Would you accept it?

--Yes.

Thank you, Mr. Zulmiro.

Mr. Zulmiro...

you still can't make good fried

chicken snacks. Good Christ!

Motherf***er!

Excuse me, boss. Mr. Etcetera...

I want to start this banquet

with this wine here.

It's a beauty, delicious...

and it's from Italy.

It's written right here: Italy.

You see? Italy!

Yes, it's the country of that

f***ing Paolo Rossi...

who screwed us up in the

This wine is called Chianti,

like the grape.

You can't just take any grape

from the market.

They don't make good wine.

To make wine, you gotta smash

the grapes real good.

Let them ferment, then you put

the must into "cachaca" barrels.

Now you take out only the must,

not the "cachaca".

That's why wine is all about

flavors.

It's stored in a barrel

for a year and a half...

with its scent kept inside,

so when we open the bottle...

we smell flowers.

we smell grapes...

we smell forest, wood

and even animals...

Yes, it smells like animals.

Some wine even smells like

wet dog.

Like wet dog?

You invite me over to drink

something...

--that smells like wet dog?

--Of course not. Rosemary is joking.

Are you nuts, man?

Throw that sh*t in the toilet.

Bring us some beers.

--Got beer?

--Beer?

We don't have beer, Bujiu.

Bring us Crazy Maria then,

goddammit!

I'm gonna bring you Crazy Maria

right away.

Wet dog, my ass!

He's a schmuck, but he's a good

cook. You won't regret.

--Crazy Maria, Angostura.

--Give him credit. Trust me.

Let's have Maria!

The carpaccio!

You know that having a good cook

in prison is important.

Hey folks, this is "carpaccio".

Fancy food.

It's good... but it's raw.

He's right!

Rosemary, this sh*t is raw, dude.

It needs more cooking, no?

Big Walt, fry it more.

I want it well done.

No, Bujiu.

It's supposed to be raw.

Raw meat, my ass.

This must make you sick.

--Take it, Big Walt.

--Big Walt!

Are f***ing with me, Rosemary?

Big Walt, go fry it.

First, wet dogs, then carcass.

What's next?

I'll eat his bones

if he keeps screwing up.

Give him more credit.

He's good at cooking.

Want some more Crazy Maria?

Who told you to turn up

the flame?

Turn it down, damn it!

Come on!

The potatoes are f***ing hard!

F***, the broccolis are

overcooked!

Can't anyone do it right?

We're helping you out here.

Are you nuts?

Keep it down, dude.

My ass is on the line.

If I get screwed,

you'll go with me.

Do it right, man.

You too. Do it right!

--I'm trying, man.

--Try harder.

F***! Fish and meat

in the same oven!

Motherfuckers! They should have

baked it separately!

What the hell!

Whatever!

Skinny! Come give me a hand.

Hurry up!

There, there.

Good evening.

Hey! Where are you going?

--Is Iria here?

--Iria?

No, she's left.

Not long ago.

She smelled good... as usual.

--Thank you.

--Anyone else?

--Goodnight.

--Goodnight.

--Hi!

--Hi.

Have you seen Iria?

--Where's Iria, Soraya?

--She hasn't arrived here yet.

--She's not here.

--Damn.

But you are...

Wanna taste something

different today?

--Nope.

--Come on!

--I've eaten already.

--Have you?

Shouldn't you be

at the restaurant?

Cutting onions and garlic,

working hard?

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