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.
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