Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I do not care what you do up in Napa

-Uh-huh. -(chatter over phone)

that's fire, chef

FAK: Yeah. It's just, like, it's easier that way.

-(L train rumbling) -(cars honking, traffic noise)

You need to fill a baking sheet with water,

(second burner sparking, ignites, whooshing)

Can I have my fucking knife back?!

Corner! How we looking on that bread?

I thought this was your house!

Don't wipe your hands on your apron, Chef.

wh-where did you get that? What, did you steal that

So, I'm like, okay, now there's a problem.

-(laughter) -Get the fuck outta here!

So he can flip it into an Applebee's?

♪ Dying on the banks ♪

but I will get you a new mixer. Okay?

-(kettle whistling) -(opening can)

-"guggugguggug" sound. -Oh my god,

this is a single elimination tourney,

-Tina, I know you speak English! -Listen,

(Richie speaking indistinctly)

No, no, I-I'm trying to to do something here, Sugar.

Yeah, no, I know. I just-- I've been busy.

That's some serious heat. What's, uh...

RICHIE: I'm like, listen, if you're gonna get in my face,

♪ Five, five, five, five, five against one ♪

No, I know, I know. I just...

-Low on olive oil, Carmen. -Heard.

-Fuck! -RICHIE: Neil Fak!

(video game dying effect)

-Do you have any, like, stale bread? Thank you. -Right there.

Don't call me Bobby Flay! Sydney, stir

That's how you say hello to me?

One plus one equals you're an asshole, Bobby Flay.

Paid my way through culinary school, so...

Carm, you're so woke. I meant nothing by it,

Snyder-Cut motherfuckers wanna out of line now?