Mediterranean Food Page #4
What about the pig's trotters
and the civet?
Grate some carrot and peal
some potatoes.
I've been steaming hake
for sick people for a month.
How can I become the best cook?
Cooking fish in a meat restaurant?
Don't laugh! You promised
the best, and I can't see it!
Where is it?
Get off.
Have you had lots of girlfriends?
- I don't have girlfriends.
- You don't? What, then?
I do my own thing
and don't depend on anyone.
If I wanted you to,
you'd depend on me.
I would become
the love of your life.
Or my death.
- But I won't.
- What?
I like your pretending to be hard.
It's what I like the most
about you.
You came here to learn,
not to play mum and dad.
I didn't come to play with you.
But I don't want you to let me down
with this lousy menu.
- What are you talking about?
- The menu.
There's nothing I can do,
it's the Chef.
You make me leave my town,
my kitchen, my boyfriend, for this?
In this business, one comes first,
then two, then three.
- I was on five.
- You weren't.
I don't even have a number now!
- What are you doing?
You use pajamas?
And you use a nightdress,
and it must be downstairs, so...
- Am I sleeping in my bedroom?
- Where else?
So nothing happened.
We f***ed.
We don't need to move in together.
- Fine.
- Fine.
F*** off, Frank.
Sofia, open. It's me.
Toni!
Open up, it's me.
What are doing here?
I told you I wouldn't come,
but I miss you so much,
I had to.
I can't accept living
away from you, do you understand?
Here. It's from your mum.
She keeps fighting
with the new cook.
- How's my dad?
- Better.
He's handling the crutches
and goes to the beach every day.
- You need to come back.
- I can't.
I signed a contract, I can't.
F*** the contract. I love you.
Jesus, you scared me!
Shut up.
Sorry.
Let's go home.
The car's at the front.
- Really?
- Come on.
I need five minutes to pack.
I'll wait at the lobby. Sofia.
I'm really crazy.
- I'll wait at the lobby.
- OK.
I told you I...
I'm working on you, OK?
I'm investing time and energy
because you're gifted.
But I know how to do things,
you don't,
so we're doing it my way.
I want to sleep!
We can share the room, but we're not
man and wife, we're partners.
- Does that mean no sex?
- No, it doesn't.
OK, you'll help me with the fish.
I'll help you as much as necessary,
but don't push me so hard.
Deal.
Deal. Come on.
Frank,
- I can't go up with you.
- What?
Toni is downstairs.
What's he doing there?
- He wants me back home, with him.
- And you said no.
I said yes. But it was your fault.
Don't push me.
Sorry.
- I'll talk to him.
- No!
You can't talk to him,
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