:18:01
- Okay, madam.
- Thank you.
:18:05
Fucking, puking, fucking good cooking
I want her on my table tonight
:18:10
Shut up, idiot.
:18:15
I can't cook that.
These fishes are beneath me.
:18:18
This is fishes?
Where did you get...?
:18:20
Cook Peppe's fishes instead...
:18:22
...and pretend it's their fishes.
:18:24
Got that?
:18:27
- Now, that's what I call fish.
- Yes.
:18:30
- Here's to the fishes.
- Hear, hear.
:18:33
It's really good.
Isn't it, Michael?
:18:36
Yes, it is. It's delicious.
:18:38
- It's just right. Great job.
- Thank you.
:18:41
It tastes just like chicken.
:18:44
We can do without nature boy's fish from
now on. I'll be in charge of fish buying.
:18:59
That's okay, madam.
:19:02
- That's disgusting.
- Really?
:19:05
I think it's beautiful.
:19:07
Why are you haunting our corridors
with Ms. Beautiful?
:19:11
The crew still wants my fishes.
I'm taking it to the kitchen.
:19:15
- I hope I haven't hurt your feelings.
- Feelings?
:19:18
- Let us leave my feelings out of this.
- Don't be so touchy.
:19:22
- Can't we just get along?
- No, madam. We cannot.
:19:26
I see you have your dancing shoes on.
One, two. One, two, three.
:19:35
Please, madam.
:19:37
What's the matter?
Don't you wanna dance with me?
:19:41
I don't wanna dance with people
I don't like.
:19:52
Wine.
:19:55
- Grapefruit juice, madam.
- Thank you.
:19:58
Do you have children, Pee Pee...