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Amanda!

Thanks, Benny!

Thank you very much.
Have a good day.

Hi, T.J. Hi, Molly.

Hi, Amanda.

Hi, Amanda.
How was your week?

A little slow, but it'll pick up.

So, what's good today?

The blackberries are very nice.

[Raspberries.]

Actually, I could use a pound
of raspberries, please.

[Thank you.]

Good morning, Abe.
Charlie, Welcome back.

Thanks. Hey, I'm sorry to hear
about you guys closing out.

What?

Do you have any idea
what you gonna do now?

What did you smack me for?

Business is a little slow but
we're not closing.

He is confused.

You know, I got some nice shiitakes
over here. You should look at them.

Where did all the portobellos go?

They're gone.
Valderon wanted them.

Oh, good, you spotted him.

Never even heard of him.

Not Valderon, the other one.

What...

I don't remember seeing you
here before.

Are you always here?

Well, only when absolutely necessary.
It's a long trip.

These are for you.

Peekytoes. Marvelous.

I wouldn't know
what to do with a crab.

But thanks anyway. Bye.

Weren't you just over there?

It's always important to remember
that the wind from one door closing

opens another.

Pick my crabs, Amanda.

Your mother wants you to
start living up to your potential.

My mother is dead.

Now, that's no reason
to ignore her.

Open your nose!

He was very unpleasant.

Well, 59 dollars.

Oh, don't let that one get away!

Got you!

Oh, no.

Hi.

I'm sorry, but something
is about to crawl up your pants.

You may think
I'm some kind of freak

but I was just
trying to help you.

- Jesus!
- Sorry.

- Frisky little guy.
- Not for long.

He is gonna be lunch in my restaurant.

Really?

Yeah. I'm making something.

Something very...

Napoleonic.

Crab Napoleon, actually.

- Should be very special.
- Special.

I'm sure it will be.

You don't look like you're
in the restaurant business.

- No? Why not?
- The suit.

- Are you?
- No. Well, I...

Yes, I'm starting
a restaurant that's about to open.

And as a matter of fact
I just lost my chef.

And it looks like
you've misplaced your crustacean.

- It was a pleasure to meet you.
- Yeah, you too.

Good luck.

You too.

Look Am, I found
your little wandering friend.

Now, don't go
leaving these behind.

Oh, goodness. Oh, god.

Why did I buy these?

I'm Gene O'Reilly.
It's been nice meeting you.

Oh, your change!

Hey.

I made you some coffee.

Thanks.
Ow, those are heavy.

What are you doing with those?

Don't ask.
I had the weirdest morning.

Really?

First I met this guy,
Gene O'Reilly.

He said he was a friend of mom's.
Do you know him?

Gene O'Reilly...

No, I don't think so.
It doesn't ring a bell.

I think he was a crazy person.

And then Charlie asked me how I felt
about us closing.

He's back, huh?

So, did he asked you out?

Tia Stella, stop changing
the subject.

We agreed to run
this restaurant together.

Okay.

The new landlord's
raised the rent.

We're not making it, sweetie,
we have it for some time.

How much did he raised the rent?

To 5000 dollars a month.

- 5000? He can't do that.
- Well, he did.

So, then we can go to a bank
and get a loan.

I've already tried that and
the way things are going,

the bank doesn't have the faith
that we can pay it back.

But we've been here 70 years.

- I'm sorry.
- No, I'm sorry, Amanda.

No, it's my fault.

Come on, what is
that they always say?

That the wind from one door slamming
opens another?

- What?
- Did I say it wrong?

I'm not very good with proverbs,
you know.

Come on, let's go get something to eat.
I'm starving.

Ever since Henri Bendel
first opened in New York,

Bendel's stood as New York's
most elegant store for women.

Now, Henri's grandson, Jonathan
continues that tradition

with the first four-star luxury
restaurant ever in a department store.

After an exquisite meal
at Jonathan's,

our guests will have
the run of the store.

It's a whole new approach to
fine dining and shopping.

You'll see next week.
Thank you all for coming.

Excuse me, I've heard

you spent 4 million dollars
on a 75 seat restaurant.

That's a heavy gamble.

Well madam, it's not a gamble
if you have the right ingredients.

Again, thank you all.

- Tom...
- Yes?

There is a very thin girl

- in your office making herself at home.
- Oh, Christ, that's Chris.

Now, Lois, what is she doing
in my office without me?

I don't know. But I
offered her a sandwich.

With butter and jelly.

Chris.

I just downloaded my schedule
onto your computer.

I hope you were using a condom.

- What?
- Oh, nothing.

I'll see you at lunch.

- Lunch.
- Goodbye.

Oh my god.
She did it in red.

Sharing your cyberspace.
That's a big step for you, Tom.

You know, I was actually gonna take her
to a nice lunch today and just break up with her.

- We've had three dates.
- Getting too heavy for you?

No, I just know
exactly where it's going.

Look at this.

This is happiness over time.

You keep track of this?

Yeah. You see after the third date
happiness drops precipitously.

It's because first
everyone's very well mannered.

No one really expects
anything to happen.

By the fourth date it becomes a relationship
at which point it becomes a minefield

of these secret meanings
and these unmet expectations and...

Lois, look at this: we've had three dates,
she's downloading her schedule.

Like, you know, they start questioning
"When is he gonna marry me?"

"What are our kids
gonna look like?"

And I am thinking, you know,
"Don't spend every weekend with her"

and if I spend too much time at the office
is she gonna get suspicious?

And it becomes a round
of these fights and making up,

when at first it was just...

fun.

I believe you've overlooked something.

The information you need, Tom,
is what you do after date three

that makes every one
so miserable.

What I do?

No. Don't touch that.
Put that down. Put it down.

Your airplane fetish
is starting to worry me.

In 1961 Howard Hughes flew
a paper airplane

from the Golden Nugget
to the Sands.

It was 4.2 miles.

One of these days
I'm gonna break that record.

It's all in the adjustable
sweep-back of the wings.

Look at that.

Wasn't Howard Hughes the guy
who never got out of his pajamas?

No, that's Hugh Hefner.

John Starks is the man.

He do 9 elbows last night.

Okay, shut up. Come here.

Taste this.

- It's good.
- You do realize you can't lie?

Oh, it stinks.

It tastes like blue cheese and dirt.

There is only one thing
that tastes worse than blue cheese and dirt.

Rum raisins.

Look... I'm really sorry we have to close.

We can get jobs
in another restaurant.

Sure, we can take our own ad
if we can afford it.

"Situation wanted: Shitty chef and sous-chef
seek restaurant to ruin".

Shitty chef and...

We need a prayer.

Here we go.

Will you have any dessert today, Howard?

Oh, I can't.
I got my cholesterol results.

Oh, you don't wanna know.

All I can say is,
no more desserts, Howie.

I know.

- Hi everybody.
- Hi.

Big news. "La bodega",
on the corner, evicted.

I've never liked that guy anyway.

Well, at least we've still
got a place to eat lunch, huh?

Uh... actually...
there's something I wanna tell you.

I can't believe...!

We'll never get a cab
at this time of the day.

The cell phone!

This is awful, I don't like it.
I don't understand it.

That's terrible.
Where am I gonna eat my lunch?

Bill, you don't like the food anyway.

I love that cheesy chicken.

Howard, be honest.

You're not here for the food either.

Don't give up, it's too soon.
You'll get better.

We love you, Amanda.

I love you, guys.

You're a loyal, wonderful people and

you deserve a 'Southern Cross'
like it used to be, when mom was here.

I try but
I'm not my mom.

I'm sorry.

...for too many years.
Just do it! What?

...until Thursday,
I need a phone call.

Thank you very much.
No, not you.

Excuse me!

Where are we?
This isn't Chanterelles.

Do I have to do everything for you?

Excuse me! You're a cab!

Oh, wait honey. You know what?
It's that way, honey.

You!

Oh, god.

Not now.

Perfect, a little person.

Listen, do you know where...?

- Hello.
- Hi.

Do you two know each other?

Her crab bit me this morning.

Really?

Do you know where
this restaurant is, Chanterelles?

- Sure, it's two blocks that way.
- No, no.

We're here.
We might as well just eat.

Besides, I feel like a little crab.

A little bad crab. It's so unfair.

Well, lunch is sort of over.
Forever.

- So you're just teasing me?
- What?

This morning in the market...

With the Crab Napoleon and the souffle...

It sounded amazing.

Thank you.

Do you have a menu
that we could look at?

Of course.

That's one more humiliation.

Right this way.

Two new customers.

Maybe it's a sign.

Oh my god.

- He's here.
- Who?

The guy from the market.

I told him that I can make Crab Napoleon
with pommes... something

and he's showed up.

Well, just tell him
we're out of here.

No, tell him we've closed.

- I can't do that.
- Now, I tell him.

No! Then he's gonna leave.

Now, that's the idea,
isn't it?

No! I want him to stay.

Then we're just gonna have to make the
Crab Neopolitan... Napalm...

- Napoleon.
- Whatever.

How?

You better go find
one of your mom's recipes.

Okay, I'll just...
I'll go upstairs now.

Crab Napoleon.

This is gonna suck.

Well, if she's ever
gonna find her inspiration,

please, let it happen now.

Hey. So, did you found a recipe?

Oh, no.

But I found these
in my mom's box.

Wow. Those are nice.

Hey, maybe we can sell them
and pay the rent.

Nolan, they are my mom's.

- No. So, crabs... Boiled?
- Yeah.

So, how did you hear about us?

Sorry that took so long.

It'll just be here
in a couple of minutes.

Will you both be having the crab?

- Please.
- No.

Listen, I was wondering if you could just do
a very simple Chicken Paillard.

One Chicken Paillard
for the mistake he's with.

Girls like that
really get to me.

- But she's perfect for him.
- No, she's not.

Check the hair.

Every strain in place,
just like his.

I can fix my hair.

Not like that. You can't, Amanda.

So, she has perfect hair.
Big deal.

No, it's not just the hair,
it's the skin.

She's got that kind of skin.
It's silky, like butter.

It's called makeup and,
Nolan, you're not helping.

You've got to be born with that kind of skin.
And check out the sharp suit.

She trippin' far,
she cut her leg off.

- And look at the shoes!
- Nolan, shut up! Okay?

You're wrong.
He's not happy with her.

He couldn't be happy

with somebody with perfect skin
and perfect hair

and perfect wardrobe with
goddamned matching shoes.

And if you can't see that,
then I feel sorry for you.

Inevitably she'll self-destruct.

I'm just under a little stress today,
that's all. But I can handle it.

If you say so.

Okay. Now.

We are going to make
the most delicious Crab Napoleon.

Where is the recipe?

I told you I couldn't find one.

But we'll improvize.

Just bring me...
everything we have.

Everything we have.

And the crabs, are they cooked?

The crabs... are dead.

There's nobody here, honey.

Well, it's late for lunch.

So... "Cleveland".

Can I interest you in a martini?

Not for me.

No, thank you.

You know, just once
I'd like to make something really great.

Just have everything come together so perfectly
that just one bite is ecstasy.

Did you ever noticed
how many words there are for "delicious"?

Savory,

tasty,

scrumptious,

delightful,

succulent,

mouth-watering...

Huh... Nolan?

Wow! Freaky!

People that we don't know
want their food.

Where did that come from?

I don't know.

Gorgeous.

Yeah.

You know, Chris,

I've been thinking a lot lately
about us and...

Me too.

- I already feel closer to you.
- You do?

Yeah. With us merging
our schedules and all,

I'll always know where you are.

Oh, my god!

Do you think he likes it?

Are you okay?

I think so.
You're such a controlling asshole.

What?

I'm sorry.

I don't know why I just said that.

Me either.
You should really try this.

It's succulent. It's...

- Tommy?
- It's absolutely delectable. This...

Tommy?

I can't hear.

- What am I doing with someone like you?
- Me?

I mean... Me! With my perfect hair!

What is she doing?

I hate this place.

Chris, what are you doing?

Excuse us.

I have perfect skin.
Perfect.

- I think she's on something.
- Your food.

I've decided that you are a waste

of my perfect wardrobe

with matching shoes.

Chris, no one is that perfect.

I am.

And if you can't see that, I...

feel sorry for you.

Excuse me.

Look at this!

None of these plates match.

No, Chris...

I love this jacket.

It's nice.

Bye bye.

Thank you so much.

Everybody okay?

She's got quite a temper there.

Not usually, it must be the
curse of the fourth date.

Just a theory of mine.

I'm very sorry about this,
I'll be happy to replace everything.

What was in this?
My name is Tom, by the way. Deal?

- Tom Dill?
- Tom Bartlett. Did you use dill?

- Like the pear.
- Send me the bill.

- Rhymes with "dill", doesn't it?
- Yes.

I will.

That was a good one.

I can't believe this happened.
This is very bizarre.

Very sorry. I said that, didn't I?

I should really go, I think.

Here is my card.

If you call me,
I'll replace the dishes and

the meal.

What is your name?

Amanda. Shelton.

- Tom...
- Lois

What happened to you?
My god!

I just had
the most incredible lunch.

Too bad you didn't get
any of it in your mouth.

No, no, no.
This is Chris's Lunch.

She didn't take it too well, huh?

She completely freaked out.

And then she dumped me.
Which would have normally upset me

if it wasn't for those
amazing crab things

that made me feel...

But you wanted to break up with her.

No, Lois. I have feelings.
She treated me like I was nothing.

I don't even know
if she have ever even really liked me.

You know, she might have
just been using me.

That's just terrible.

I want to speak to the council
senior
as soon as the meeting is over.

No, wait! How do I look?

Come on, Lois. It's been two years.

Jonathan is not biting.
You really should move on.

I can't help it.
He makes me crazy.

What do you see that I don't?

It's his hands.

They drive me wild.
I want them all over me.

Come on, help me out.

Every man has his weakness.
What's his?

Jonathan's?
It's easy, immortality.

His, not his grandfather's.
That's his flaw.

Immortality?

- Nice of you to join us.
- Sorry I'm late. Please, go on.

Fine! Tom, you wanna tell me
why you spent 100.000 dollars

on a floor that makes me dizzy?

Place doesn't even look
like a restaurant.

It's like something out of a MGM musical.

Well, exactly. It is a stage for a fantasy

and this floor will create the mood.
Sort of like a crab can...

Jonathan's will be
the grandest restaurant in New York.

It will be "Jonathan's".
And we want it to be lavish

and sometimes you have to go the extra money
to get the extra dill... dollar.

I don't like the sound of this.

Have I ever let you down?

Not yet. But you're young.
Very young.

And don't forget. By exporting Jonathan's
to seven chains around the world

there'll be Jonathan's everywhere.

Royalties rolling in, articles about you

in Vanity Fair, the Times...

Not Henry. You.

You will be immortal.

I like you, Lois.

You're like a man.

You think with your nuts.

Thank you, Jonathan.

Alright, let's move on.

Show me the fall catalog.

I think I got all of the pieces
out of the floor.

These pieces were embedded
in a chair over there between two customers.

Nolan, what do you think?

Look delicious.
What about it?

Amanda, I don't think so

but let's find the sugar cookies.

Oh, thanks for the confidence.

Go away.

She did it!

Something weird is going on.
Amanda!

I'm upstairs, Nolan.

I'm in here.
And hands off the dolls.

How is this?

For what?

Buying plates.
Uptown.

Rewind.

Tom offered
to buy us plates.

It would be rude not to accept.

Oh, Tom!

We have to have plates.

I think that psycho chick from yesterday,
she left at least three, right?

That's Ruth, Howard and Bill.
Three. We're safe.

- How is this?
- No.

Okay, so, when I get there,
what do I talk to him about?

You saw him and you know me and
you know how I tend to run on when I get nervous.

And I know I'm gonna be nervous
in a place like that.

Amanda, relax. Just be yourself.

No. What? Please!

See? This is what I'm afraid of.

Come on, Nolan, help me.

I mean, you're a guy, right?
What are guys interested in?

- Sex.
- Sex?

I can't talk about sex.

Well, there's sports cars and money...

No, we only think about sex.

No, that can't be right. There has to be
something else we can talk about.

Yeah, I saw that on Dateline.

The average man
thinks about sex 238 times a day.

That means they
think about sex all day.

Pretty much.

Maybe that applies to you.

Pretty much.

Look, you know how guys
are always adjusting their belts?

Oh, don't tell me this.

Nolan, stop! I'm not listening.

Well, that's when
they're thinking about it.

Check it out for yourself.

Oh, my god.
Why did you tell me this?

Now every time I see somebody doing that
it's gonna be in my head. Forever.

Thank you.

You asked.

- Well, I gotta go.
- Wait.

Really?

Yeah, yeah, that one.

- Ramos
- Tom

- No, no, no.
- What?

Round ones should stay on the top,
square ones on the bottom.

Oh. See?

Wait, wait! Don't adjust. Never.
Just admire.

That's beautiful.

- Gook job, man!
- Thanks, thanks.

God, what would I do
without you?

Excuse me. Hi.

Do you know where
I can find Tom Bartlett?

Yeah, he was just here.

There he is.

Thank you.

I owe you.

No, I'll just grab this last one and...

Please let it lie.

No, I'm sorry.

If you just allow me
I think I can...

Sorry.

Please, please let me...

Hi.

Oh, no. Ramos will take care of this.
Have Laura help you.

Thanks.

I guess this makes us even.

Yeah, I guess you could call this even.

I'm really sorry.

No, no. It's a nice coincidence.

- Do you shop here a lot?
- Me? No. Never.

I thought you said you'd
replace the plates.

Didn't you? That's why I'm here.

Sure, I thought you'd send the bill.

Don't you sell plates?

Yeah. China is on fourth floor.

And do all these elevators
go to fourth?

Pick one, press four.

Right.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

- Sorry.
- Don't worry about that.

There is a beautiful new line,
from Italy...

- It's really... it's beautiful.
- What?

Facing this way it'll be on the top
shelf. It'll be on your right.

I can't hear you.

Never mind, I - I'll show you.

Four...

That'll be quite a color clash
in your restaurant.

Oh, I cannot afford it anyway.

I'm really sorry
about yesterday. I...

Don't worry about that.
It happens all the time.

Is your girlfriend okay?

I think so.
Yeah, she is fine.

She is not my girlfriend
any more but...

- I'm sorry.
- No, don't be. It was time.

Were you going out for a long time?

No, not really.

I have no idea what
came over, actually.

She's usually so collected and calm.
It was odd.

You didn't do anything
to provoke her, did you?

No. Did you?

Okay, I'll take eight
of those on that table,

these here,

and the ones
on the shelf over there, please.

Eight of each?

That's too many.
Oh, I can take less.

No, no, no.
That's - that's fine. Perfect.

Helen, if you please make a note of eight
each of the Susan, the Orange and the Lily.

And I'll sign
if you just give me the bill.

- Thanks.
- You're very welcome.

Thank you.

I'll make sure
that you get these by tomorrow.

Thank you.

Very bold plate selection, I might add.

It explains the outfit.

To eliminate the necklace
would take in another half hour.

- I see.
- Doesn't look like it takes you very long.

Touche, I do seem to come out of the shower
fully dressed in a blue suit.

- And a belt.
- No, actually I don't wear a belt.

- Really?
- No. Why?

Never mind.

Never mind? What...
No, no, wait a minute.

What - what do you mean?

So. How long have you worked here?

Three years. But you can't ask me something
so ridiculous as whether or not wearing belt

and not tell me,
why you wanna know.

I don't really...

I knew this was gonna happen.

My friend, Nolan, told me
this thing about men and sex.

That they think about it
238 times a day

and when they do,
they play with their belt.

That's ridiculous.

No, no, not the belt.

I wasn't...

No, I'm thinking about the amount.

It's ridiculous... It's...
Do the math.

I'm awake maybe 17 hours a day
times 60,

would be...
1020 divided by 238...

that would be sex
about every four minutes and...

Yeah, that's quite right, actually.

- I have been here 20 minutes.
- Right.

Right.

That's impossible.

Yeah. Why?

What - what's impossible?

One good sexual though
takes at least 20 minutes.

Is that right?

Excuse me.
Mr. Bartlett?

Your secretary just called and
the Wilkinson meeting started.

Yeah, 20 minutes ago, yeah.
Thank you.

- I should really get back to work.
- Me too.

I'll walk you to the elevator.

That's an interesting sweep back.

How do you know so much
about paper airplanes?

I hated algebra.

Of course you did...

Does it fly?

Yes, it does.
However usually not where intended to.

For example, right now,
we're going for that bucket.

It doesn't fly well
but it does fly with purpose.

- Ramos, that looks beautiful.
- Thanks.

You know, I'm really glad
you came up.

I am too.

And you never told me,
what was in that Crab Napoleon.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Your lunch came with dessert.

- Dessert?
- I love dessert.

It's the whole point of the meal.

Beautiful, Graham.

Wow, this...

Do you like it?

This is...

This is very good.

This is very, very good.

Have you met Brian?

Brian is in shoes.

It's nice to meet you.

My pleasure.

I love shoes.

Me too, Mr. Bartlett.

I love that we sell shoes.

I love that we sell them in twos.

It's so... Noah's Ark.

Thank you, Brian.

Change of plans.

- Are you okay?
- I'm fine. God! Have one of these.

Where are we going?

You're gonna love this.

I'm feeling sort of loopy.

This is... you're a chef.

You'll love this.

Man can do many things

but only God can create the truffle.

What's he doing?

He is out of his noodle.

Okay, let him alone.

And this is the actual restaurant itself.

It's incredible.

It certainly will be.

But these are amazing.

The way it starts in your mouth and

it travels to your brain
and it shoots down your spine

and then explodes out of your toes...

Am I interrupting something?

Hello!

Bartlett?

Bartlett?

The Wilkinson group
wants to see the restaurant.

What are you doing?
Interviewing waitresses? Come on.

Right. One minute.

I'm sorry, but I really have to go now.

Come on, I'll show you out.

Don't worry about it.

I can find my way.

That was fun,
wasn't it?

Which means that it probably
would be fun again.

Logically. Would make sense.

I'll call you.

You will?

Of course I will.

Much more fun shooting paper airplanes,
than setting with the bankers.

I wish I had thought of it.

I can't believe I forgot.
The restaurant's really got me distracted.

I'm glad you brought that up.

I had a dream. I wanted to tell you about it.

In it I'm wearing a tuxedo.

I could see the reflection of my
grandfathers face in my patent leather shoes.

It was the opening of Jonathan's.

I was having a wonderful time.

That's great. I know you will...

Except...

Every time I looked down

in my shoes

Henry was sticking his tongue out at me.

Why do you think he was doing that?

I really don't know, Jonathan.

- It's disturbing me.
- Right.

I want you to keep thinking about it.

I know I will be.

He said he'd call.
What do you think he meant?

Does it mean today,
or tomorrow, or next week...?

We're gonna have to get somebody else.
Aunt Stella can't handle the floor alone any more.

I can't make all
those at once.

Hey, you wanted business,
you got it.

There's a juicy rumor
going around about you.

- I'm trying to kill it, of course.
- Thank you.

Don't you wanna know what it's about?
Good, I'll tell you.

It's about you and a girl.

In flagrante, up in the restaurant.

In flagrante?

We were dancing, Lois.

Ooh, Dancing! Even better.
That's so sweet.

At least I think we were dancing.

It was very weird.
I wasn't myself.

I felt like I was someone else.
Someone... romantic.

How nice for you.

But I definitely wasn't myself.

It's definitely a brush off.

He got back together
with the perfect girl.

Amanda, if I hear about him one more time, I swear
I'm gonna cut off my ears and mail them to him.

Just call him yourself.

No, I can't call.
I have never called a guy.

I'd scare him.

What are you doing?

Please, don't do that.

Yes. Bendel's department store, please.

- But I'm fine. It was very weird though.
- What's her name?

- Amanda Sh...
- Amanda Shelton on line one, Tom.

That's scary.

Pick it up.

- Hello?
- Hey, Tom. It's Amanda.

I just wanted to... eat...

I mean, invite you to eat dinner
tonight at the restaurant.

Tonight?
Let me check my schedule.

I've got a dinner meeting,
that starts at eight.

No, you don't.

Okay. Well, huh...

I'll be here late,
if you wanna maybe stop by afterwards.

Sure, if it's not too late.

Okay, well, maybe I'll see you

some time.

- Bye.
- Bye bye.

Thanks, Nolan.

You're a very bad boy.

Very bad.

So, the guy can't come tonight.

Maybe another night.

Are you the chef?

No, sir. I'm the sous-chef.
Why? Is there a problem?

Are you kidding?

This food is incredible.

In fact, I wanna do
the whole thing all over again.

Are you sure about this, sir?

Yeah! Only this time I'll have
the dessert first and work my way back.

Okay, well, if you keep it up
we may have to back you out of here.

We got 100 dinners tonight.

I don't know what got into you,
but the food is great.

Thanks.

Fear is a great motivator.

I'm not so sure it's fear.

Well, whatever it is,
it's a cause for celebration.

Let's go dancing.

I think you're
on your own tonight.

- You sure?
- Oh, yeah.

Yes, I'm sure.

I don't think he's coming, Amanda.

I'm not waiting.

There's a lot of magic
in the air, Amanda.

Hi!

Hi.

It's really late.

Yeah, I got really tied up and...

Yeah, It was as always so busy here.

A party of of six
just wouldn't leave.

I finally had to
kick them out at midnight.

That's great.
Or else I'd missed you.

You must be exhausted.

Yeah, those guys come on and on.

I brought you these.

- They're...
- Vanilla orchids.

I hardly ever see these.

- What?
- You. Smelling those flowers.

- Can I walk you home?
- Sure.

Thank you.

It's here?

All my life.

- Thank you for the flowers.
- You're welcome.

So, I guess this is where we
pretend we had dinner and say "good night".

We can pretend we had dinner.
But did we have dessert?

I'm still hungry.

If you know a place that's open,
I'd love to get some dessert.

- Okay.
- Okay?

So, what was your meeting about?

I lied.

There was no meeting.

I don't know
why I'm telling you this.

I guess cause I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I understand.

My last table left at eleven.

- Great.
- So I'm sorry too.

Now I really feel bad.

Oh, don't. Because then I'm gonna
feel bad for making you feel worse.

And I'll feel worse,
for making you feel bad twice.

Okay, I think we're both sorry.

We're both sorry.

That smell...

Smelling flowers.

It's incredible!

The taste

is so good.

It's amazing.

It's sweet and a little spicy.

Ramos...

- Oh, Tom, I've been looking for you.
- These orchids, these vanilla...

We need more of these.

In fact I want them all over the floor
for the party.

Okay, but we bought 2000 roses...

No, no, it doesn't matter.
I want the whole place to smell like vanilla.

Okay. But here's one for you.
There's a problem..

Valderon won't work.
He won't come in.

What? Why?

Air France lost his knives.

Ramos, give him some new knives.

He doesn't want new ones,
he wants his.

Ramos, nobody quits over knives.

Give him some knives,
give him many knives.

Just take care of it.

I'm impressed, Mr. Bartlett.

The design is wonderful.

But I have to tell you,
I'm skeptical.

The start-up cost
was higher than projected

and Valderon is
a difficult man, you know.

Yes, he is. However.

About the cost report...

many one-time-only fees...

Such as our delicious design...

Mouth-watering market research...

Appetizing ad campaign...

Excuse me.

- Are you eating?
- Oh, no.

- It's this new fragrance that we've got.
- No, no, it's not.

I think it is...

Amanda didn't told us
it was so expensive.

Excuse me!

Excuse me.

- Are you carrying food?
- Yes, but...

I'm sorry. I'm going to
have to confiscate that.

It's a new store policy...

That's no outside food,
due to the rats.

Thank you.

Boy, ...dangerous.

- What... Lois!
- You have to learn to share, Tom.

This is good.

Actually this is
kind of incredible.

- Got any more?
- No?

- Are you sure?
- I'm positive.

Man, this is good!

I wish Jonathan was around.

Where did you get this thing!
My god!

You know, Lois, I mugged
a 75-year-old woman for these.

Lois, I'm loosing it!

I can't quit thinking about her.

We kissed

in a vanilla cloud.

Vanilla? You did well.

Amazing, this girl.

She's beautiful, she's smart,
she's funny, she...

And she can cook!

Lois, she can cook things
that make you crazy.

Lois, it's chaos.

It's a bit soon.

It's only our second date.

Oh, what a date it was!

More like a third actually.

It feels like a lifetime
with these amazing dates.

And she made this fog, Lois.

It was warm, it was wet...

It was like
you could see what we were feeling.

This is it, Tom.

You'd better run.
Specially now.

You don't have time for this.

I know.
Look at me, I'm chasing pastry, Lois.

I don't even eat desserts.

You're a wreck. She's got you all
tangled up in your underwear.

Whatever you do,
don't see her again.

No, absolutely not.
I can't. I...

I'm gonna tell her in person...

No way, too risky.
Use the phone.

No, Lois.
I do this all the time.

- I can handle this.
- Not this time!

- No, Lois. Do you think I would succumb?
- I don't think it. I know it.

No, Lois, trust me.
I'll go down there after work,

I'll sit down calmly,
I'll have a bite.

Everything will be fine.

Just watch.

It'll be my pleasure.

Mr. Bartlett...

Herr Müller!
Sorry I have kept you waiting.

Annie,

I need you to get downtown
as fast as you can

to this restaurant called
the 'Southern Cross'

and get me as many
caramel eclair thingies as possible.

Hurry.

- Come on.
- I don't usually...

Oh, god!
Oh, Jonathan!

Tom...

Amanda, here's a guest.

Hey, I didn't expect
to see you here tonight.

Amanda, I need to talk to you
just for a minute.

Sure, but it's a bad time right now.
Could it be a bit later?

Yes, sure.

I asked the chef to
give you a few plate.

Oh, wait! Hold on!
The mussels are ready.

Please.

One more, here.

So, what is that
you wanted to talk to me about?

You're an amazing cook.

Yeah, well, up until last week,
I couldn't cook anything.

Well I find that hard to believe.

I tried but
nothing ever worked.

Suddenly it all came together.

It's like anything else.
It's like...

when you learn to ride a bicycle.
The first nine times you fall off

and the 10th time
you just... ride for a mile.

I guess.

That's what I feel like.

A little crab salad.

You know, I just don't think
he is your normal crab.

He is a bit odd.

- How about a dessert instead?
- Sure.

That's a very,
very good knife.

Never used to be this good.

Enjoy a good
aerodynamic phenomenon.

It's like your airplane.

That was a draft
from the air conditioner.

- And the band?
- There was a band, wasn't there?

The band was
hallucination from the eclairs.

It was some sort of sugar rush.

And we both had the same one?

No. There's something going on here
and I can't explain it.

It's starting to scare me.

No, see. This is exactly
how we're supposed to feel.

I mean, a bit light headed
and distracted.

But our senses sort of perk up.

It's a "deja vu".
It's vivid.

It's very vivid, actually.
But it's not real.

That's really, really good.

Amanda, you've just
become a great cook.

That's not magic.

It's talent.

Pure and simple.

Thank you.

What was I thinking?

I love kissing you.

I love you too.

What - wh - wh
what's going on here?

We're floating!

Make it stop!
Make this stop!

- But it's amazing.
- No. This is not amazing! It's scary.

- When can I get down?
- Don't get hysterical.

I'm not hysterical, Amanda!

I'm trapped.

Look, you did this to me
so just undo it.

Please?

I didn't do anything!

You are responsible,
don't you think?

Just figure it out, please!

Right. The ending secret, of course.

What do you wanna hear?
Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo!

Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo...
That's not funny!

- I better go.
- Why?

I kissed you and you...

- I was...
- What?

Tom, what? Please,
I don't understand!

I'm not gonna stick around
to see what else you can do to me.

- Are you scared of me?
- Oh, yes, I'm scared of you, Amanda.

Every time I'm around
things just happen.

And you're the one
calling all the shots.

I don't need this
flavored fog and floating stuff.

I'm not some guy who will give up
his Tuesday night poker game here.

This is my free will,
we're talking about.

I've gotta be in control
of my own destiny.

Your destiny.

- You can't be serious!
- I couldn't be more serious.

Then you know what? You're in for a rocky ride,
because a man's character is its destiny.

That's right.

What? What did you just say?

Was it some kind of a curse?

Yeah, in your case it is.

- Good morning.
- We need to talk.

You're right. We need to talk about that
mess you left in the kitchen last night.

No, it's Tom.

He left last night.

We were kissing and then
we started floating.

Metaphorically floating?

Literally floating.

Literally floating?

I think. Oh, god,
I don't even know anymore.

You mean like floating off the ground,
floating...

Nolan, that's not the point.

Amanda, what's the problem?

I'm just so confused.

You've probably freaked him out.

- So, what? Do I just give up on him?
- No!

No, you just have to show him

that being in love is even better
than falling in love.

I guess I could return his wallet.

You stole his wallet?

No! He dropped it.

Yeah, yeah, right.
When he was floating.

Very cute.

You have to read this.

I think you might make it.

"TriBeCa gem rediscovered:

magic in the kitchen."

Who's there?

It's me.

God, it's hot in here,
I'm gonna open a window.

No, no, no.
She'll get in.

Who?

What the hell happened to you?

It's Amanda. She's a witch.

Just can't. I knew it!

She forced me!
I never had a chance.

And then I was pinned to her ceiling.

And then she cursed me!

She said with this creepy little voice:
"A man's character is his destiny."

She is a wise witch,
casts spells and proverbs.

Lois, I know you think
I'm insane.

"It's that old black magic!"

"It's got you in its spin"

You're in love.

Oh, god!
If I'd just stuck to the Rule.

Here is my rule: eat, drink,
take in everything and give back the same.

How did you get in here?

The door.

I just came to return this to you.

- You dropped it.
- That's fine.

I take it, you're Amanda.

It's very nice to meet you.

- I'm Lois and I'm leaving.
- No, no, no, no!

You stay.

It's okay.

That's how you want it.
Oh, boy.

I know that the last few days
have been odd.

But my whole life was ordinary.

And then we met and these amazing things
started to happen.

And...

And I can't explain them
and I know that bothers you.

Tom, your life was full
of spectacular stuff

but mine wasn't.

For the first time

I feel like I could do anything.

And I don't know if I need you
to keep that feeling

but I know I want you.

Amanda, I...

I think that...

How do you feel?

I'm not sure, Amanda.

I'm not sure.

This is no knife!

- Hey, what the hell are you doing?
- I spit on your knife!

Hey, what the hell...!

I spit on your restaurant!

- And finally I spit on...
- No, no, no!

Allow me.

There. Are we okay?

That was the first intelligent
thing you've done.

And I fire you!

What the hell are you talking about?
You can't fire me.

- Au revoir, dick head!
- Valderon, where are you going?

You can't leave.
You're under contract.

Fine, this is great!
Now do you believe me?

Do you think that I have
something to do with this?

Amanda, if the broom fits,
ride it!

Bartlett, you're an idiot!

- I just saw Valderon!
- Everything is fine.

What is the big plan
now that you have no chef?

- I have a great plan.
- Excuse me.

- I was just leaving.
- No, Amanda.

- Jonathan, this is Amanda Shelton.
- How do you do?

- She made the eclairs.
- We've got a plan.

Oh, Bartlett, you're a genius!
You get rid of that french asshole

and then you bring in
this heavenly creature to cook!

- What? I am not cooking for him.
- No, Jonathan, she is not cooking for me.

- Why? You only do desserts?
- No, but...

Everything else is as good
as those incredible pastries?

Tom was just telling me
what a magical chef Amanda is.

No, magical, no.
Demonic is more like it.

- She can't do this!
- I can do it.

Amanda, you can't be serious.

You're gonna replace a 4-star chef
with 24 years of experience?

- No, I'm sorry. It can't be done!
- I'm magical! You said it yourself.

Can you do this job tomorrow?

- No!
- Yes!

Lois, please,
show Amanda the kitchen

while I have
a few words with Tom.

- Great!
- And Lois, are you busy

after I'm done
chewing Tom's head off?

You're the boss, Mr. Bendel.

No, you...
you'll be the boss this time.

My god, Bartlett!

If you need something, call me.

Although I don't know how to do
anything except buy clothes.

I'm not this crazy,
I can't do this.

I just read about you in the paper.
What are you afraid of?

What?

That I'm just having
a lucky couple of weeks.

It's just the beginning of a
long lucky streak.

Hopefully.

Thanks.

But you're gonna need both hands
and so do I.

Do you think

- you could give me back my hand?
- Oh, I'm sorry.

- Do you want it?
- Yeah.

Oh, god.

- What the hell has come into you?
- She did.

She's some kind of a witch.

- You have no idea what...
- She's a great cook!

And she's available
tomorrow night

when everyone
is expecting to be fed

the most incredible food
in the world.

Let me try to get
Valderon back.

No, no, no.
You talked me into this.

Now you better find the nerve
to follow through.

She can ruin us, Jonathan.

She is cooking!

Develop some courage, man!

And shave while you're at it.

What are you doing here?

Stupid question.
You work here.

You're probably wondering,
what I'm doing here.

I just came to
get a feel for the kitchen.

So I know my way around tomorrow.

I understand.

- You do?
- Sure.

Do you have everything you need?

I wouldn't mind
a little more confidence, but...

I'm gonna do the Peach...

You don't want to know about this.

You just want me to tell you
that everything is gonna be okay, right?

Well, it will be.

Good.

I'll see you tomorrow, then.

Amanda...

Yes?

You're not...

You're not gonna do anything funny tomorrow,
are you?

No. Nothing funny.

Good.

- Ready?
- I forgot my earrings!

You look great.

Nolan, all of this started happening
when I put on my mother's earrings.

Can you give me a better reason
for why am I cooking suddenly so good?

Yes, because that day
you wanted it to be good.

You wanted it to be really good
and you wanted it bad enough.

That's the magic, Amanda.

Not your mom's old earrings.

Okay?
So, let's go.

Hey, listen.

Even Dumbo flew
without his feather.

Excuse me.

Excuse me?

Hi. I'm Amanda Shelton
and this is Nolan Traynor.

I'm the new chef.

And I just wanted to say "hi".

Great start...

That will come later.
You stay close.

I'll need all the friends I can get.

Excuse me, Mademoiselle.

I am François Demer, sous-chef.

If you like, I have a suggestion.

That would be great.

I have worked
for chef Valderon for 15 years.

And I offer
to carry on in his behalf.

Thank you, François, but
Mr. Bendel asked me to cook tonight.

In that case,
what would you like?

Why don't you do
as you normally do.

I am, mademoiselle.

What are you doing?

Waiting for instructions.

Monsieur Valderon
always gives us instructions.

Then why don't you start
with the hors d'oeuvres?

Done, mademoiselle.

Tom...

Come on, time to face
the firing squad.

Okay.

- That's last year's tuxedo.
- What?

Oh, shit!

Lois, I completely lost the plot.

I'm off the deep end.
Something is wrong with me.

Y'all tangled up
your underwear.

You look like a tasty
cherry tartlet.

Alright, here, throw this in.

Are you crazy?
That's Dom Perignon!

Exactly!

It's the best.
You want the best, right?

Do you know
how expensive that stuff is?

Amanda, we're uptown.
They expect expensive.

Jonathan? Lois?

Hannah Wahlberg
and Frank Rogers, of the Times.

Beautiful!

Gil, I'd like to introduce you
to Jonathan Bendel.

Jonathan, this is Gil Shapiro.

He is the genius
behind "American Gourmet".

Jonathan, you have a hit
on your hands.

Everyone is stunned that you got
Valderon.

Wasn't easy.

I'm looking forward to see
what he's cooking this evening.

These are pretty much ready.

François, I'm ready for the truffles.

No truffles!

What are you talking about,
"no truffles"?

Oui, absolutely no truffles.

Monsieur Valderon
picks them up himself.

And so naturally
he took them.

I can't make truffle slippers
without truffles.

Yes. But could you
make some with truffles?

Wait a minute.

François,
is everything going well in here?

Nous nageons
dans une flaque de merde.

Good! Good!

Carry on!

What did the french guy say?

Oh, everything is fine.

You better watch your back.

Amanda...

- Can't do this.
- No!

Amanda, now is not the time for that.
Alright?

Okay, look. You're Patrick Ewing.
I'm John Starks.

We are up by 1. There's
5 seconds left in the game.

Jordan gets the ball. He goes around
the pippin' screen taking me out.

It's only you and him.

He goes off for the shot,
and you don't throw the foul

and they win the game.

Amanda, we are standing in the paint!

You gotta make
your presence felt.

Are you with me?

Okay.

François!

You think I don't speak French?

- Donne moi des figues!
- De quoi?

That's right. Figs!

Okay, I can do this.

Just have to do
a little rearranging.

The menu is gonna change.

The menu is gonna change!

Tom, have you tried this?
It's incredible!

No, Lois. I'm too nervous tonight.

Exceptional!

Figs, inspired choice.

I wonder who's reinventing himself.

This night may be full
of unexpected pleasure.

This looks just yummy.

Sensational!

The foie gras melted in your mouth.

I wish I could cook like this.

I always wanted to be a chef.

I never knew that.

This food is the perfect poem
I never wrote.

It is the happiness,
that only comes in dreams.

It is a symphony of joy,
it is a silver note.

It seems it's love,
pure love.

To love.

- I'm sorry.
- But why, Hannah?

The love that turns into magic
once in a blue moon.

What do you mean everything is okay?

Everyone is crying!
And that's only the appetizer.

It's fantastic.

Look around,
everybody enjoys a good cry.

It's refreshing.

I do not want you to panic or anything
but something is happening out there.

Amanda, I'm sorry.

Why did I ever doubt?

I admire you.

Like my grandfather.

Only I don't hate you.

I really don't know.

It's okay.

Oh, god! Oh, god!

Don't have a panic attack!

And don't curse, Amanda!

I'm sorry.
Are you okay?

I'm sorry.

- Hold the duck!
- No, Amanda! Come back over here!

Oh, god!

How stupid am I!
I ruined everything!

I came up here to show him
how much I love him

and this is what I do!

No, he knows...

- Nolan, you too?
- It's all my fault!

What are you talking about?
This has 'me' written all over it.

We've got to move to New Guinea,
some place where nobody knows us.

- What did you do? Eat the food?
- No, I didn't eat the food.

I did eat the food
and it's fantastic!

Amanda, don't you understand?

Everything you're feeling,
is going into your food.

Look, nobody is leaving,
it's irresistible!

Yes. Just breathe. Breathe.

I admit that it is a bit
of an unconventional event.

But completely unforgettable.

You have to go on.

You have to feed them.

Feed them?
I'll probably kill them!

Well, mademoiselle. Bravo.

I assume you will be leaving
now that you have stunned them into silence.

Stunned?

This is serious.
We must go.

Look at them.
They all look like they're dead.

No, no, I don't think
they're dead at all.

They're just in a trance.

This is amazing.

Did you say "trance"?

So we can do with them
whatever we want?

No, no, no,
but she could.

Amanda, you must make all the women love me
and all men give me their wallets.

- I can't do that!
- No!

But I may be able to do something better.

Come on.

Fantastic.

- Lois, why is everyone so quiet?
- Shhhhh...

This is nutty.

He is so nutty...

I know.

Maybe he's too busy
with food to come.

Maybe you should think about the dessert?

I can't watch this.

I don't know what to do anymore.

Who am I kidding, Nolan?

He is not coming in here
and I don't blame him.

You know, I'm just gonna go.

Can anyone take this?

Would you grace me with a dance?

Amanda!

Hudson and J., please.

Amanda!

Success!

Here my sweet,

taste a little bit of heaven.

I had to stop for shoes.

You are so beautiful.

I'm sorry I was so stupid.

I just didn't know what to do.

But I know I want you.

I just need a second chance.

You're so dense
that you may need a fourth or fifth...

I'll take whatever I can.

I love you.

I hope that's not just the fog talking.

No, it's not.

Good.

Because I love you.

I think I've loved you
since the first day in the market.

You mean when I had
my hand up your pants?

- Men are so easy.
- Oh, yeah.

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