Ratatouille Page #2

- Oh, man. Does Dad know?

You could fill a book, a lot

of books, with things Dad doesn't know.

And they have, which is why I read.

Which is also our secret.

I don't like secrets.

All this cooking

and reading and TV-watching

while we read and cook.

It's like you're involving me in crime,

and I let you.

Why do I let you?

What's taking those kids so long?

Ah, I'Aquila saffron. Italian. Huh?

Gusteau says it's excellent.

Good thing the old lady is a food love...

Forget mystique.

This is about your cooking.

Hey! That's Gusteau. Emile, look.

Great cooking

is not for the faint of heart.

Great cooking

is not for the faint of heart.

You must be imaginative,

strong hearted.

You must try things that may not work.

And you must not let anyone

define your limits

because of where you come from.

Your only limit is your soul.

What I say is true. Anyone can cook.

But only the fearless can be great.

Pure poetry.

But it was not to last.

Gusteau's restaurant lost

one of its five stars

after a scathing review

by France's top food critic, Anton Ego.

It was a severe blow to Gusteau,

and the brokenhearted chef

died shortly afterwards,

which, according to tradition,

meant the loss of another star.

Gusteau is dead?

Oh!

Oh! Oh!

Oh!

Run!

No, you'll lead her to the colony!

- Help, Remy, help!

- Emile! Start swinging the light!

- Help, Remy, help!

- Emile! Start swinging the light!

Try to grab you.

Emile, swing to me.

Evacuate! Everyone, to the boats.

Let me through!

- The book.

Let me through!

- The book.

Excuse me. Move, move.

Go, go, go, go. Move, move, move.

Get the bridge up! Move it, move it!

Hey, Johnny! Hurry!

Push off. Come on.

Get hold!

- Take the baby. Here!

- Give me your paw.

Hey, wait for me!

Is everybody here?

Do we have everybody?

- Wait a minute. Where's Remy?

- Right here. I'm coming.

I'm coming!

Hold on, Son.

Give him something to grab on to.

Come on, boy. Paddle, Son.

Come on. Reach for it.

You can do it.

- Remy!

- Dad!

Come on. You can make it.

You can make it.

Guys, wait. Stop!

Remy. Come on. Paddle.

Hold on! Wait for me. Hold on.

Dad?

Dad?

Which way?

I waited

for a sound,

a voice,

a sign,

something.

If you are hungry,

go up and look around, Remy.

Why do you wait and mope?

Well, I've just lost my family,

all my friends,

probably forever.

- How do you know?

- Well, I...

You are an illustration.

Why am I talking to you?

Well, you just lost your family,

all your friends. You are Ionely.

Yeah. Well, you're dead.

Ah, but that is no match

for wishful thinking.

If you focus on what you've left behind,

you'll never be able to see

what lies ahead.

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