- Right. - You could also log in on your iPhone. Uh-huh. You click this button here, it posts your feed so all your followers can read it.
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Hey, listen, could we twitter each other when we're not in the same place? - Yeah. - Could you show me how to do that? Yeah. OK. So, first you click here and you have to enter your username.
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- It's good. - You bet your ass it's good. Can you turn that down, please? Oh, sorry. Arrgh!
Chef
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So, what do you want your username to be? Carl. You can't just put Carl. It has to be 'at something'. At Carl Casper. @CarlCasper.
"Fuck Twitter". Again with the "Fuck Twitter". Why should I fuck Twitter? - You're not on Twitter? - No. You're getting too much pussy? Is that the problem? It's gotta be, right? What does Twitter have to do with pussy? Have you not heard of the term 'social networking'? - Yeah. - Well, that's what it is. - It means pussy? - Like, pussy. Or, like, getting tickets to something. - Or finding about a new band. - Flash mobs. That kind of stuff. - Anything that requires a database. - So pussy requires a database? Yeah! So show me what's on Twitter that's so bad that I should see.
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- Taken. - Someone took my name?
Chef
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- 30, I got one. - Table 30's still missing the risotto. What's going on with all these tickets, man?
Chef
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No, no, we gotta chiz this. You didn't chiz it. Welcome back. Lovely to see you again, Mr Michel. Right this way. Thank you. - I hope traffic wasn't too bad. - No, it wasn't.
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You're not the reason that I'm not living at home. You know that, right? - Mm-hm. - 'Cause it's true. - Then why? - Then why what? Well, why don't you live home?
Chef
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- How's it work? - It's cool. It's cool? That's how it works, it's cool? - You tweet on it. - Is that like texting? No. - Sign me up. - OK.
Chef
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So you're threatening to fire me now? Am I threatening to fire you? No, I'm telling you what I'm prepared to do if you don't cook my menu. Subject closed. Well, why don't you cook the menu without a chef and we see how it goes tonight? Let's go, Tony. Fuck this.
Chef
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- That's out there now, bro. - It happened. - Why'd you do that? - You can't take that back. You know what? I threw down the gauntlet. So get ready for a fight. I'm gonna go drop Percy off and come back and cook the menu we should've cooked last time. - So where are we going today? - I gotta drop you off, kid. I gotta go shopping for tonight. I'm sorry. - Can I come with you? - No, I'm sorry. How come I'm, like, never allowed to be in the kitchen? Because it's hot and it's loud and there's a lot of bad language. So? I hear bad language all the time. - Where? - Online. What kind of website could a 10-year-old get on that has bad language? - YouTube. - YouTube has bad language? Could I at least come shopping with you? No. I got a lot to do and a lot on my mind.
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- We got a full house of people... - Yeah. - ..who are coming tonight... - Yeah. - ..To eat my food. - No, it's not your food, Carl. It's not your food. By definition, it's my food because it's my restaurant. I pay for the glasses. I pay for the napkins. I pay for the spoons. I pay for Molly's salary. I pay for your entire staff's salary, OK? So you either cook my menu or Tony can. Tony, you've been cooking it half the time anyway. Tell the truth. Right?
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Well, we do things. No, not just, like, watching something or doing something. Like, hanging out and talking. And learning things from each other. I figured, you know, with you living at Mom's house and me working all the time, when we hung out, you liked to do fun things. I think this is kinda fun. You know, just figuring stuff out. Like when you lived at home.
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What did he say?
Chef
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I need you out front. They're three deep in the bar. Get off the phone. - Please let me do my job. - Please go to the bar. - Tony! - Carl, I can't talk right now. - We are in deep weeds. - This guy's tweeting me. This guy's calling me out online. What the fuck are you serving? I don't know. They're serving the same shit. - What's he eating? - I think he's... - What course is he on? - He's... He's eating the chocolate lava cake right now. You just keep him right where the fuck he is. - What?! - I'm parking the car. - Carl, what? - Don't let him leave. Keep the motherfucker there!