Mediterranean Food Page #6
Because I...
Frank...
If you lied about Alex,
I'll kill you.
You want to kill me more?
What if I asked you to choose?
That's not possible, Frank.
I'd take Toni.
Pikachu says there's a moon eclipse,
you should come out.
Really, she's upset, behave a little
What's wrong?
She told me something.
What?
Nothing, nothing.
What?
I told him Alex is his son.
But he isn't.
Frank,
I've seen a UFO.
What?
Through the telescope, come with me.
I'll marry her in January.
You can be my best man.
- Hooray for the couple!
- Hooray!
F***!
It's best not to touch her.
- We have to take her out!
- What if she breaks?
- Is she dead?
- No.
- F***, she is dead, man!
- She isn't!
- She's very cold.
- She is in a freezer.
- She's not breathing.
- Let's take her to the stove.
Don't just stand there, move!
Careful, careful.
- Bring something to cover her.
- Something...
Tablecloths, whatever!
Her head, her head...
I'll take her hands,
you take her feet.
If something happened to her...
How could you do this to her?
I don't get it.
Getting married
and trying to be normal?
What do you mean?
You've always been abnormal.
Did you think we could
go on like this?
Look, I don't think too much.
I liked f***ing you both,
and so did you.
But you don't want to be happy,
you want to be normal.
- Are you OK?
- Sofia!
What have you done?
You scared me!
What have I done?
Are you OK?
- You almost killed yourself.
- Me?
I was thinking and...
You can't think about us,
it leads nowhere.
- I wasn't thinking about us.
- What, then?
- The restaurant in Kyoto.
- What restaurant?
The kaiseki food, remember?
Do you remember?
We had horse sashimi.
I do, honey.
That cookery is over 500 years.
How long are we going to live?
There's no time
to understand anything,
nothing at all.
Where are my shoes?
Frank sells his part in the business
and leaves for Miami to start anew.
Sofia misses him,
opens a new restaurant
and devotes herself to searching
new original dishes.
Her kitchen becomes a laboratory.
One night she buries a piece
of meat, looking for a new texture.
A year later she has insomnia
for 40 days,
and observes great chefs.
Work is so intense
and there's so little time,
Sofia and Toni learn
how to make love in 9 minutes.
After a year they break the record
and make love in 5 minutes.
11 months later, Toni goes back
to 9 minutes on his own.
You're offending her.
Frank realizes his attempt
at being normal failed.
- You stay with her!
- No, I want to keep both.
Are you there?
What are you doing?
You never saw me, OK?
I'm leaving.
I'll sell this and leave.
- You're selling the car?
- Not the car, the hotel.
Come on, come!
- When did you arrive?
- Three days ago.
And you've already
taken all this?
You look like a skimmed milk ad.
And you like Mick Jagger's mum.
What are you doing?
Are you going to kill me?
- Get into the shower.
- With you? In your dreams.
- Shut up!
- Let me go!
Why do I never win?
How could you win?
How is she?
On top of the world, right?
F***! It's cold!
You're such a sissy!
Frank,
we don't f***.
Are you suggesting?
No, you idiot. Sofia and me
don't f*** any more. You know why?
- You know why?
- Let me go!
Sofia and you got me into this
and then stepped back.
I've been fighting for the three of us
and you left me alone.
I'm not hitting back.
Listen to me.
Tonight, 50 chefs are awarding her
a prize to the best cook in the world.
If you come near the restaurant,
I'll kill you.
Toni, the gun!
It's not loaded!
Good night. And welcome.
Alex, you look handsome.
Yes, really handsome.
The carrot is not al dente.
It's raw. It's not good.
He wants to go to Rio
and I want to see Las Vegas.
And I want to go to the cinema,
we haven't been in 40 years.
We're not young any more, see?
What do you mean?
Did mum suspect anything?
What? Ah, no, no.
She thinks she's cooking
for the sailing club.
Careful. Everybody is here, come on.
You know caramel
needs to be crunchy.
That's all I'm saying.
- Is everything alright?
- So far, so good.
But it might get difficult.
Eat it.
Eat it.
People don't come here
to get stains.
- It's what you asked for.
- Repeat them all.
Can you remember what a bad cook
you mum was?
Not again!
I do remember, dad, I do.
Do you think people
wait for a year
and pay the equivalent of you salary
to eat this?
You,
here,
- and precisely today.
- Well...
Out of the blue?
Rather out of hell,
just like you.
- Go back there!
- I don't like it.
- Then don't.
- I mean the way you treat people.
- This is my kitchen.
- Are people also yours?
Not now, really.
The dishes aren't fine
because you aren't fine.
- I'm splendid.
- Yes... You're lost.
Me, lost?
You're looking for something
which doesn't exist.
What about you, Frank?
What are you looking for?
- Come with me.
- What are you talking about?
Why not? Your children
have grown. Come with me.
Where to, this time?
Canberra.
America and Europe are dead.
Asia is crowded enough
Money is in Australia.
Toni and I don't need
any more money.
And we don't need you, either.
Are you sure?
Sure.
- What are you eating?
- An apple.
It's an onion.
F***, Frank!
You do need me.
Where is he?
I told you I'd kill you!
You just broke my bridge!
- Are you coming to Australia?
- Frank! No!
- Get off.
- Again? Again?
Stop it! Get out of my kitchen!
Help me split them!
When they stop, clean up the blood
and tell me. I'll be smoking.
Congratulations.
What are the cooks here for?
What do they want?
It was a surprise.
And this idiot screwed it up.
Stop it, please, stop!
Toni!
I've been preparing this
for over a year. They're all here.
- Tell them to leave.
- Why?
- Because it's wrong.
- What's wrong?
- The food, everything is wrong.
- What's wrong with the food?
It's wrong, it has no soul.
It's OK. Coming from you,
they'll eat anything. Right?
Of course. You're a genius.
Fry your nails, they'll call it art.
I don't want to see this food!
Throw it all!
Listen! We're preparing
new starters, OK?
Make some banana with bacon.
Figs with ham.
Pick them red, ripe.
Asparagus with mozzarella.
What else?
Sardines with chocolate.
You now how.
- Perfect!
- Shut up, you're a sufferer.
You want to change the menu
and there's no time.
- There's no time.
- Shut up you both! I can't think.
Let's see...
- That's it, I know. Chicken.
- Chicken?
Chicken. Go to the supermarket
and get 24 chickens, come on.
You can't give the best cooks
roast chicken.
Hurry up, it closes at nine thirty!
Is this a**hole staying?
The a**hole'll bring wine
and entertain people, won't you?
It'll be hard
to keep them happy for an hour.
It's easy to get cooks drunk.
That's so true.
I'll do my best,
but 24 chicken is too much.
- Tell the family to come help.
- OK.
Sofia...
Onion?
Onion.
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