Ratatouille Quotes
Linguini: [Remy the rat is controlling his movements by pulling on his hair] That's strangely involuntary.
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Skinner: [interrogating Linguini after plying him with wine] Have you ever had a pet rat?
Linguini: No.
Skinner: Did you work in a lab with rats?
Linguini: Nooope.
Skinner: Perhaps you lived in squalor at some point?
Linguini: Nopity, nopity noo.
Linguini: No.
Skinner: Did you work in a lab with rats?
Linguini: Nooope.
Skinner: Perhaps you lived in squalor at some point?
Linguini: Nopity, nopity noo.
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Django: [the clan is eating clean garbage thanks to Remy's gift] Now don't you feel better, Remy? Eh? You've help a noble cause.
Remy: Noble? W-We're thieves, Dad, and what we're stealing is, let's face it, garbage.
Django: It isn't stealing if no one wants it.
Remy: If no one wants it, why are we *stealing* it?
Remy: [voiceover] Let's just say we have different points of view.
Remy: Noble? W-We're thieves, Dad, and what we're stealing is, let's face it, garbage.
Django: It isn't stealing if no one wants it.
Remy: If no one wants it, why are we *stealing* it?
Remy: [voiceover] Let's just say we have different points of view.
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Linguini: When I added that extra ingredient instead of following the recipe like you said, that wasn't me... either.
Colette: What do you mean?
Linguini: I mean, I wouldn't have done that. I would've followed the recipe, I would've followed your advice. I would've followed your advice 'til the ends of the Earth because I love youuuuuur advice. But...
Remy: [whispering, referring to Linguini] Don't do it...
Linguini: [hesitantly] I have a secret. It's sort of disturbing. I have a ra... I have a raaaaa...
Colette: You have a rash?
Linguini: No no no. I have this-this tiny, uh, little... little... [quickly]
Linguini: a tiny chef who tells me what to do.
Colette: What do you mean?
Linguini: I mean, I wouldn't have done that. I would've followed the recipe, I would've followed your advice. I would've followed your advice 'til the ends of the Earth because I love youuuuuur advice. But...
Remy: [whispering, referring to Linguini] Don't do it...
Linguini: [hesitantly] I have a secret. It's sort of disturbing. I have a ra... I have a raaaaa...
Colette: You have a rash?
Linguini: No no no. I have this-this tiny, uh, little... little... [quickly]
Linguini: a tiny chef who tells me what to do.
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[from trailer]
Remy: [observing what Emile is eating] What is that?
Emile: [pause] I don't really know.
Remy: You dunno... and you're eating it?
Emile: You know, once you muscle your way past the gag reflex, all kinds of possibilities open up.
Remy: This is what I'm talking about.
Remy: [observing what Emile is eating] What is that?
Emile: [pause] I don't really know.
Remy: You dunno... and you're eating it?
Emile: You know, once you muscle your way past the gag reflex, all kinds of possibilities open up.
Remy: This is what I'm talking about.
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[ frame freezes as Remy bursts through a window carrying a book over his head ]
Remy : [ voiceover ] This is me. I think it's apparent that I need to rethink my life a little bit. What's my problem? First of all, I'm a rat. Which means, life is hard. Second, I have a highly developed sense of taste and smell.
Remy : [ voiceover ] This is me. I think it's apparent that I need to rethink my life a little bit. What's my problem? First of all, I'm a rat. Which means, life is hard. Second, I have a highly developed sense of taste and smell.
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Remy : [ observing what Emile is eating ] What are you eating?
Emile : [ pause ] I don't really know. I think it was some sort of wrapper once.
Remy : What? No! You're in Paris now, baby! My town! No brother of mine eats rejecta-menta in my town!
Emile : [ pause ] I don't really know. I think it was some sort of wrapper once.
Remy : What? No! You're in Paris now, baby! My town! No brother of mine eats rejecta-menta in my town!
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Colette : Horst has done time.
Linguini : What for?
Colette : No one know for sure. He changes the story every time you ask him.
Horst : I defrauded a major corporation.
Horst : I robbed the second-largest bank in France using only a ball-point pen.
Horst : I created a hole in the ozone layer over Avignon.
Horst : I killed a man... with this thumb.
Linguini : What for?
Colette : No one know for sure. He changes the story every time you ask him.
Horst : I defrauded a major corporation.
Horst : I robbed the second-largest bank in France using only a ball-point pen.
Horst : I created a hole in the ozone layer over Avignon.
Horst : I killed a man... with this thumb.
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Skinner : [ notices that Linguini is holding a ladle ] The soup. Where is the soup? Out of my way. Move it, garbage boy! You are COOKING? HOW DARE YOU COOK in my kitchen! Where do you get the gall to even 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!
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Mustafa : 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 : 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?
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 : 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?
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Colette : What are you doing?
Linguini : Uh... vegetables. I'm cooking the... vegetables?
Colette : No! You waste energy and time! You think cooking is a cute job, eh? Like Mommy in the kitchen? Well, Mommy never had to face the dinner rush while the orders come flooding in, and every dish is different and none are simple, and all different cooking time, but must arrive at the customer's table at exactly the same time, hot and perfect! Every second counts and you CANNOT be MOMMY!
Linguini : Uh... vegetables. I'm cooking the... vegetables?
Colette : No! You waste energy and time! You think cooking is a cute job, eh? Like Mommy in the kitchen? Well, Mommy never had to face the dinner rush while the orders come flooding in, and every dish is different and none are simple, and all different cooking time, but must arrive at the customer's table at exactly the same time, hot and perfect! Every second counts and you CANNOT be MOMMY!
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Colette : [ Linguini is making a mess at the kitchen ] What is this? Keep... your... station clear! If meal orders come in, what will happen? Messy stations slow things down, food doesn't go, orders pile up, disaster! I will make this easier to remember: keep you station clean... or I WILL KILL YOU!
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Django : [ the clan is eating clean garbage thanks to Remy's gift ] Now don't you feel better, Remy? Eh? You've help a noble cause.
Remy : Noble? W-We're thieves, Dad, and what we're stealing is, let's face it, garbage.
Django : It isn't stealing if no one wants it.
Remy : If no one wants it, why are we *stealing* it?
Remy : [ voiceover ] Let's just say we have different points of view.
Remy : Noble? W-We're thieves, Dad, and what we're stealing is, let's face it, garbage.
Django : It isn't stealing if no one wants it.
Remy : If no one wants it, why are we *stealing* it?
Remy : [ voiceover ] Let's just say we have different points of view.
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Linguini : [ in dream sequence ] Do you know what you would like this evening, sir?
Anton Ego : Yes, I'd like your heart roasted on a spit. Heh heh heh heh. Ha ha ha!
Anton Ego : Yes, I'd like your heart roasted on a spit. Heh heh heh heh. Ha ha ha!
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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.
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.
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Remy : Hey, I brought you something to... [ sees Emile eating garbage ]
Remy : AH! NO, NO, NO, NO! SPIT THAT OUT RIGHT NOW! [ Emile obeys ]
Remy : I have got to teach you about food. Close your eyes. [ Emile obeys; Remy hands out piece of cheese ]
Remy : Now take a bite of this... [ Emile snarfs the cheese ]
Remy : No, no, no! Don't just hork it down!
Emile : Too late.
Remy : AH! NO, NO, NO, NO! SPIT THAT OUT RIGHT NOW! [ Emile obeys ]
Remy : I have got to teach you about food. Close your eyes. [ Emile obeys; Remy hands out piece of cheese ]
Remy : Now take a bite of this... [ Emile snarfs the cheese ]
Remy : No, no, no! Don't just hork it down!
Emile : Too late.
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Linguini : Can I interest you in a dessert this evening?
Anton Ego : Don't you always?
Linguini : Which one would you like?
Anton Ego : [ sees Remy through the window ] Suprise me!
Anton Ego : Don't you always?
Linguini : Which one would you like?
Anton Ego : [ sees Remy through the window ] Suprise me!
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Linguini : Thank you, by the way, for all the advice about cooking.
Colette : Thank you, too.
Linguini : For - for what?
Colette : [ grins ] For taking it!
Colette : Thank you, too.
Linguini : For - for what?
Colette : [ grins ] For taking it!
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Linguini : What should I do now?
Skinner : Kill it!
Linguini : Now?
Skinner : No, not in the kitchen! Are you mad?
Skinner : Kill it!
Linguini : Now?
Skinner : No, not in the kitchen! Are you mad?
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[ Skinner has gotten Linguini drunk in the hopes of getting him to admit that he has a rat under his hat ]
Linguini : Hey... Why do they call it that?
Skinner : What?
Linguini : Ratatouille. It's like a stew, right? Why do they call it that? If you're gonna name a food, you should give it a name that sounds delicious. Ratatouille doesn't sound delicious. It sounds like "rat" and "patootie." Rat-patootie, which does not sound delicious.
Linguini : Hey... Why do they call it that?
Skinner : What?
Linguini : Ratatouille. It's like a stew, right? Why do they call it that? If you're gonna name a food, you should give it a name that sounds delicious. Ratatouille doesn't sound delicious. It sounds like "rat" and "patootie." Rat-patootie, which does not sound delicious.
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Linguini : [ sees that Remy has betrayed him ] You're-You're stealing food? Wha... How could you? I thought you were my friend! I trusted you! Get out, and don't come back, or I'll treat you the way restaurants are supposed to treat pests!
Linguini : [ storms the rats out of the kitchen ] Get out, and don't come back, or I'll treat you the way restaurants are supposed to treat pests!
Linguini : [ storms the rats out of the kitchen ] Get out, and don't come back, or I'll treat you the way restaurants are supposed to treat pests!
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Skinner : Toasting your success, eh, Linguini? Good for you.
Linguini : Oh, I just took it to be polite. I don't really drink, you know.
Skinner : Of course you don't. I wouldn't either if I was drinking that. But you would have to be an idiot of elephantine proportions not to appreciate this '61 Château Latour, and you, Monsieur Linguini, are no idiot. Let us toast your non-idiocy!
Linguini : Oh, I just took it to be polite. I don't really drink, you know.
Skinner : Of course you don't. I wouldn't either if I was drinking that. But you would have to be an idiot of elephantine proportions not to appreciate this '61 Château Latour, and you, Monsieur Linguini, are no idiot. Let us toast your non-idiocy!
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Anton Ego : You are Monsieur Linguini?
Linguini : Uh, hello.
Anton Ego : Pardon me for interrupting your premature celebration, but I thought it only fair to give you a sporting chance as you are new to this game.
Linguini : Uh... game?
Anton Ego : Yes, and you've been playing without an opponent, which is, as you may have guessed... against the rules.
Linguini : You're Anton Ego.
Anton Ego : [ chuckles ] You're slow for someone in the fast lane.
Linguini : And you're thin for someone who likes food. [ crowd gasps ]
Anton Ego : I don't LIKE food. I LOVE it. If I don't love it, I don't SWALLOW. [ Linguini swallows nervously ]
Anton Ego : [ turns to leave ] I will return tomorrow night with high expectations. Pray you don't disappoint me.
Linguini : Uh, hello.
Anton Ego : Pardon me for interrupting your premature celebration, but I thought it only fair to give you a sporting chance as you are new to this game.
Linguini : Uh... game?
Anton Ego : Yes, and you've been playing without an opponent, which is, as you may have guessed... against the rules.
Linguini : You're Anton Ego.
Anton Ego : [ chuckles ] You're slow for someone in the fast lane.
Linguini : And you're thin for someone who likes food. [ crowd gasps ]
Anton Ego : I don't LIKE food. I LOVE it. If I don't love it, I don't SWALLOW. [ Linguini swallows nervously ]
Anton Ego : [ turns to leave ] I will return tomorrow night with high expectations. Pray you don't disappoint me.
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Linguini : Listen, I just want you to know how honored I am to be studying under such a -...
Colette : [ pins Linguini's sleeve with a knife ] No, you listen! I just want you to know exactly who you are dealing with! How many women do you see in this kitchen?
Linguini : Well, I uh -...
Colette : [ pins Linguini's sleeve with another knife ] Only me. Why do you think that is? Because high cuisine is an antiquated hierarchy built upon rules written by stupid, old men. Rules designed to make it impossible for women to enter this world, but still I'm here. How did this happen?
Linguini : Well because you, because you -...
Colette : [ pins Linguini's sleeve with a third knife ] Because I am the toughest cook in this kitchen! I have worked too hard for too long to get here, and I am not going to jeopardize it for some garbage boy who got lucky! Got it?
Linguini : Wow!
Colette : [ pins Linguini's sleeve with a knife ] No, you listen! I just want you to know exactly who you are dealing with! How many women do you see in this kitchen?
Linguini : Well, I uh -...
Colette : [ pins Linguini's sleeve with another knife ] Only me. Why do you think that is? Because high cuisine is an antiquated hierarchy built upon rules written by stupid, old men. Rules designed to make it impossible for women to enter this world, but still I'm here. How did this happen?
Linguini : Well because you, because you -...
Colette : [ pins Linguini's sleeve with a third knife ] Because I am the toughest cook in this kitchen! I have worked too hard for too long to get here, and I am not going to jeopardize it for some garbage boy who got lucky! Got it?
Linguini : Wow!
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Linguini : When I added that extra ingredient instead of following the recipe like you said, that wasn't me... either.
Colette : What do you mean?
Linguini : I mean, I wouldn't have done that. I would've followed the recipe, I would've followed your advice. I would've followed your advice 'til the ends of the Earth because I love youuuuuur advice. But...
Remy : [ whispering, referring to Linguini ] Don't do it...
Linguini : [ hesitantly ] I have a secret. It's sort of disturbing. I have a ra... I have a raaaaa...
Colette : You have a rash?
Linguini : No no no. I have this-this tiny, uh, little... little... [ quickly ]
Linguini : a tiny chef who tells me what to do.
Colette : What do you mean?
Linguini : I mean, I wouldn't have done that. I would've followed the recipe, I would've followed your advice. I would've followed your advice 'til the ends of the Earth because I love youuuuuur advice. But...
Remy : [ whispering, referring to Linguini ] Don't do it...
Linguini : [ hesitantly ] I have a secret. It's sort of disturbing. I have a ra... I have a raaaaa...
Colette : You have a rash?
Linguini : No no no. I have this-this tiny, uh, little... little... [ quickly ]
Linguini : a tiny chef who tells me what to do.
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Larousse : Hey, boss, look who it is! Alfredo Linguini! Renata's little boy! All grown up, eh? You remember Renata. Gusteau's old flame?
Skinner : Ah, yes. How are you, uh...
Larousse : Linguini.
Skinner : Yes, Linguini, so nice of you to visit. How is...?
Linguini : My mother?
Skinner : Yes...
Larousse : Renata.
Skinner : Ah, yes, Renata. How is she?
Linguini : She's good... well, not good, she's been better. She's, uh... she's -...
Horst : She died.
Skinner : [ carelessly ] Oh, I'm sorry
Linguini : Oh, no, don't be. She believed in Heaven, so she's covered... you know, after-life wise. [ gives Skinner letter ]
Skinner : What is this?
Linguini : She left it for you. I think she hoped it would help... me you know, get a job... here.
Skinner : Ah, yes. How are you, uh...
Larousse : Linguini.
Skinner : Yes, Linguini, so nice of you to visit. How is...?
Linguini : My mother?
Skinner : Yes...
Larousse : Renata.
Skinner : Ah, yes, Renata. How is she?
Linguini : She's good... well, not good, she's been better. She's, uh... she's -...
Horst : She died.
Skinner : [ carelessly ] Oh, I'm sorry
Linguini : Oh, no, don't be. She believed in Heaven, so she's covered... you know, after-life wise. [ gives Skinner letter ]
Skinner : What is this?
Linguini : She left it for you. I think she hoped it would help... me you know, get a job... here.
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[ Skinner has made Linguini drunk ]
Skinner : Surely you don't expect me to believe this is your first time cooking?
Linguini : It's not.
Skinner : I KNEW IT!
Linguini : It's my second, third, fourth, fifth time. Monday was my first time.
Skinner : Surely you don't expect me to believe this is your first time cooking?
Linguini : It's not.
Skinner : I KNEW IT!
Linguini : It's my second, third, fourth, fifth time. Monday was my first time.
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Anton Ego : In many ways, the work of a critic is easy. We risk very little yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgment. We thrive on negative criticism, which is fun to write and to read. But the bitter truth we critics must face, is that in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so. But there are times when a critic truly risks something, and that is in the discovery and defense of the new. The world is often unkind to new talent, new creations, the new needs friends. Last night, I experienced something new, an extraordinary meal from a singularly unexpected source. To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my preconceptions about fine cooking is a gross understatement. They have rocked me to my core. In the past, I have made no secret of my disdain for Chef Gusteau's famous motto: Anyone can cook. But I realize, only now do I truly understand what he meant. Not everyone can become a great artist, but a great artist can come from anywhere. It is difficult to imagine more humble origins than those of the genius now cooking at Gusteau's, who is, in this critic's opinion, nothing less than the finest chef in France. I will be returning to Gusteau's soon, hungry for more.
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