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Who is it?

Owen Stanley.

I was just reading your report.

Lab meat for the masses.

A potential commodity as the demand for food rises.

And the chef is overseeing it?

He discovered it.

Stove's broke.

I don't own a microwave.

I'm not picky.

Great.

Should we get started?

Sure.

Coffee table?

That'll do.

My work.

I can't help myself.

I get it.

I get it.

Nothing was added to any of these.

It's important that you experience the natural flavors.

Mmm.

Good. What is it?

Pink slime.

Processed beef trimmings added to ground beef.

used in fast food chains and public schools across the nation okay the hard

part's over this is what the industry calls select grade it's the budget

option in your grocery store

this

is choice what you'd find at a family steakhouse replete with an all-you-can

-eat salad bar

Mm-hmm.

Prime.

Reserved for high-end steakhouses.

Mm. Now that is good.

You can really taste the difference.

I know.

It's the most coveted in the market.

Kobe beef from Japan.

Mm, cool. Never had it.

And now, the reason I'm here.

That is really, really good.

What is it?

It's the finest cut of all.

Let me see.

Oh.

Are you okay?

Sweetest boy in the world.

Grandma! Sweetest boy!

Grandma! Sweetest boy!

Just the sweetest boy in the world!

Who sent this?

Hey! Who sent this risotto?

Yeah, chef. I did, chef.

My neck from shit would get a better review.

Now, Owen Stanwood's at table nine. If we serve him up anything short of

perfection, he shuts us down.

Yeah, Chef.

Let's go cook something.

Chef. What? Table nine.

Did he eat?

How's the stracciatella?

I suspect it was flushed from the toilet into my bowl.

I'm certain those little turds floating in my soup.

So you didn't do me like you did Baldassare Restaurant?

Nick Morietti, right?

Two R's?

Two T's?

Chef Morietti.

Oh, I see.

Well, you can refer to yourself however you want.

I prefer accuracy.

In my vlog, I will call you the Sewage King.

Allow me to choose the menu. I promise it'll be more deserving.

Ambition is no substitute for talent.

You get one more chance.

Absolutely.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah. I'll be right back. Just prep the Brazil. Let's not fall behind.

Yeah.

Enjoy, sir.

Where's my ceviche? Oh, I sent it. No!

I didn't. I didn't.

Shit.

I'm finished.

Chef Nick Morietti opened with a masterpiece.

His signature ceviche was filled with raw emotion.

Dramatic.

He brought the renaissance.

to Praslin Ristorante.

Thank

you,

Owen.

All right, table 10.

Eight ceviche.

Two langostino and one arbiata.

Table 13.

Four ceviche, one so special, one branzino.

I got a dozen ceviche, I got a 20 top and 15, all asking for the ceviche.

Hey!

Hey,

get out.

Get out! Get out of here! Go!

All right.

Everybody get back to work.

You almost done?

Finished.

A lot of leftovers?

Uh, not like before.

All right, I'm gonna need you back in the morning to do some prep work.

All right, we got a hundred orders to send you, Jake.

You okay?

Yeah.

Need you back at 6 a.m. though, all right? All right.

Oh, shit.

Wait. Wait, man. Come here.

Look, man, you're not explaining nothing to me. I said wait.

Okay?

The ceviche needs a special ingredient.

It needs a secret ingredient.

Okay? Now I just need a little bit more.

Just a couple pints.

Are you serious, man?

Yeah. That's disgusting.

I know.

Look.

Look at that.

Huh?

Come on.

Take it.

It's more than you make in a month, man. Come on. No, man. I'm cool on that.

Okay.

Oh, my God.

He attacked you.

You caught him stealing and you defended yourself.

I saw the whole thing.

You don't understand.

I do.

I do understand.

How do you know about those?

Ever since you bled into the ceviche, it's been a hit.

You've been bleeding into it ever since.

Look at you.

How long can you keep doing this? You have a hundred orders to fill tomorrow.

I want to learn from you.

I want to learn from the best.

I'm hungry.

This is crazy.

No, no. This is cuisine.

He's dead.

You don't have enough blood to keep doing this.

It is time to up your game.

Forget the ceviche.

It's time to make a dish that proves you can redefine food.

Yeah, but what if people find out about my secret ingredient?

It's not your secret.

It's ours.

You just taste so delicious.

No, don't do that again, ever.

We're taking your art to the next level.

Ah!

I want you to meet some of my friends. Sure.

Everyone, Nick Morietti.

Chef.

Right. The man, the myth, the one-trick pony.

It's been three months. You've sucked the ceviche dry.

Maybe it was a fluke.

Or maybe I was wrong.

I don't think so.

Great chefs create stunning dishes because they have imagination.

Morietti, order outside a special, and you don't get much better than macaroni

at a diner.

I'm no longer an advocate for you or the Praslin restaurante.

You've actually hurt my viewer base.

Well, let me reassure them.

Mr. DeRosa, my ravioli nuovo.

Imagine just for you.

Ooh.

What is this?

What? This thing. It's disgusting.

I am so sorry. I am so embarrassed.

I will get us a table of Trey Clamash immediately.

I don't understand!

That's it.

I'm done. You still have a loyal following.

I killed someone!

We turned him into a starter. You didn't have a choice.

You didn't get caught. Besides, now we know. What?

It's you.

No. You did this.

You gave Stanwood the tainted ceviche. I saved this restaurant.

It's you that they love. When I bite you, I feel insatiable.

I can do this.

I can win Stanwood back.

I can save your reputation.

Otherwise, you lose it all tonight.

Let me do it.

Good evening, Owen.

Oh, Chef Kyler.

Once again, you have me at a loss for words.

That's rare for you.

You're telling me.

How is he?

Who?

Morietti.

Geniuses need privacy.

But I consult with him from time to time.

I can taste his influence, but you have outstripped his talents.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Enjoy your meal.

I am sorry that you lost so much blood the other day.

You just needed time to replenish.

You're doing well.

You're healing nicely.

I am going to have to take a lot of new skin.

We have a new catering order.

God, you would have loved my new dish.

Your dish? Yeah.

But... I'm going to have to try some new recipes because I do not want Owen

thinking that I'm a one-hit wonder.

They announce the next round of Michelin stars next week.

I'm a fraud.

It's not you they want.

It's me.

Yeah. Thank God.

What are you going to do when I'm gone?

Honey, are you finished?

I don't think so.

Yeah.

Honey,

we're pregnant.

You sick?

You sick?

You're sick!

You're sick!

This is gonna make a great meat stock.

What do you think?

Honestly? I take opinions very seriously.

He's delicious.