02x02 - Pasta

[bunniefuu]

("She Drives Me Crazy
by the Fine Young Cannibals
playing)

♪ ♪

Let's just, let's not
talk about it, actually.

I don't wanna talk about it.

It's like the third time
you mentioned it.

You sure you don't
wanna talk about it?

Yeah, 'cause it's like
a vibe, you know.

-What's the vibe?
-The vibe is just like,

it's off, something's off.

Like, he'd be happier
if I was a plumber or something.

-Huh. Corner.
-Corner.

Your dad doesn't think
you're a loser, yeah?

What? Did I say
he thinks I'm a loser?

Do you think
he thinks I'm a loser?

Yo. You guys okay?

SWEEPS AND EBRA:
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Any of it salvageable?

-SWEEPS: No.
-EBRA: Yes.

-Yes.
-f*ck.

Look, it's probably hard
for your dad to be supportive

because he doesn't understand
that this job doesn't pay much.

It doesn't amount
to anything and, uh,

it doesn't make
a whole lot of sense,
you know.

Uh, hey, how are
we doing, Chefs?

-Bad.
-Not good.

Cool. Good.

-When are you gonna see him?
-Um, tonight.

My Mom's birthday dinner.

-That'll be nice.
-SYDNEY: Yeah, super.

Are we still good
to jam on menu later?

-CARMY: Yes, Chef.
-SYDNEY: Okay.

-Yo, Carm, fridge guy.
-Yo.

I'll call him back.

My bad.

-Yo.
-CARMY: Yo.

-Toilet's still f*cked.
-SUGAR: I'm aware.

I'm trading with the guy.

No go on the door-pull.

That's a really crucial part.

-They are K.
-CARMY: Yeah.

They're hand cast in Italy.

Yeah, and we're in Illinois.

Ugh, what about the Danish teak?

Hmm. Those are K,
which you said cost K.

The bronze brutalist?

Those are actually K.

You can have
the Naperville Nickel.

Are you feeling okay, Nat?

By the way,
you look a little pale.

Is it the Naperville Nickel?

I'm fine. Just, uh...

Sometimes
I look like February.

Sure.

-Also, Carm...
-CARMY: Yeah.

SUGAR:
Your fork numbers,
not fantastic.

-We have too many?
-Too few.

What? I promise you,

there aren't
too few forks, Sugar.

SUGAR:
Okay, this is productive.

I can't wait
to talk about spoons.

-Hey, where's the phone?
-Oh.

Marcus just broke it.
Can you order a new one?

Sure. You can
shove it up your ass.

I need to talk to you later.

Thank you.

If it makes you feel any better,

my sister doesn't think
I'm a genius, so...

It doesn't hurt.

...have your sandpaper
attached to your pole.

Make a few passes
up and down like this.

How long is this video?

MAN (over phone):
And you wanna make sure
to spend extra time...

Stop.

MAN:
...any uneven spots.

Alright.

Alright, gentlemen.

I'm taking over this operation.

Now before we can
execute a deep clean,

we gotta peel all this paint.

That's what I just said.

Yeah, but what you didn't say,

what you didn't say
is that there's no reason

to move these lockers twice.

Marcus, we got putty?

We have to move everything out

before we scrape.

Richie, you're not listening.

Look, I don't
wanna choose sides,

but it seems
like moving the lockers

is the best way to do this.

Wow, Marcus, I never
thought I'd see the day

where you would form
an actual alliance
with Neil Geoff.

Alright, Richie,
it's not an alliance.
It's just like common sense--

It sure sounded
like an alliance.

No, no. It's just like
common sense.

Move the lockers first.

I'm watching a guy
who does this sh*t

all the f*ckin' time.

He just tarps over.

I'm trying to save you lizards
some moves here.

I'll tell you what,
you take half the guys
in the dining room--

-There's only three guys.
-Dude, I need

all the hands to move
the lockers out right now.

Okay, fine.
We'll do it your way.

You take, uh, two guys--

-It's still your f*ckin' way.
-RICHIE: Good? Go.

No, it's not my f*ckin' way.

There's not sides!

There's one way,
it's the f*ckin' right way!

Watch this.

-Nat?
-You just, you called Mom?

-You called Mom?
-Yes, honey.

Okay, listen, so...

Okay, I just wanna do it right.

And I do think that we need
to move the lockers out first

before we scrape.

So then move
the lockers first, my love.

Then we're just gonna
move them right back

where they are, Natalie.

Why f*ck 'em up?

Don't start bossing
people around, please.

Natalie, I'm trying
to head up this operation.

I'm trying to
assert myself, okay?

I don't know what they teach you
about leadership at the bank,

but in this kind of a situation,
what you need is an alpha,

and that is not Fak.

They can smell his pheromones.

They are weak as sh*t.
That's just chemistry.

Move the f*cking lockers.

-Are you alright?
-SUGAR: I'm fine.

You want a Sprite?

-You look kinda green.
-SUGAR: Mm-mmm.

For real, you're shitty.

-I didn't wanna do it wrong.
-You're shitty.

I didn't wanna do it wrong.

You did call Mom, though.

Thank you, Marcus.

Yeah, but you were wrong.

What? You were.

(quietly) Move 'em.

Okay, Chefs, we are
three months out from open

and I want everybody
to stay sharp.

So we're gonna be sending
you guys to culinary school.

But I already know
how to do it.

Oh, well,
it's not about that, Chef.

It's about, you know,
repetition, right?

And it's already
built into the budget,

so you'll still be paid hourly.

Oh, I'm in.

Let's do it, baby!

Uh, Ebra, this is gonna be
a really great way

to take advantage
of our time here.

I don't want
to wear a uniform.

Okay. Well, you can
discuss that with the school.

It's not that kinda uniform.

SYDNEY: This is exciting.

I accept.

Great. Okay. Yeah.

When do we start?

-(indistinct yelling)
-(loud thud)

-RICHIE: Go left.
-FAK: I'm going left!

You gotta go right.

No, it's-it's the fridge handle.

The fridge handle,
it keeps, um...

It's breaking.
Yeah, it's breaking off, yeah.

-FAK: Okay!
-Not left.

-FAK: Pick it up!
-Come on.

-My number is - - ...
-RICHIE: What are you doing?

-... - - ...
-(object clatters)

...uh, ... - - - .

-RICHIE: Left.
-You gotta pick it,
pick it up, too!

-Why are you
fighting me on this?
-FAK: I'm not!

CARMY:
Yo! Yo! Guys, guys.

I think I know the answer,
but can you please
shut the f*ck up.

-RICHIE: Yo. Cousin.
-FAK: Carmy, I wanted
to do it the right way--

I had this sh*t all dialed
and then this cucumber,

-he's gotta tell Mom--
-...and he made it his.

I can't get a grip
on the lockers 'cause
Mikey's is still locked.

Alright. Hey. Got it.
Thank you. Thank you.

Marcus agrees with me.

(Richie scoffs)

FAK:
It's-- it's still here.

Just f*ckin' open it.

FAK: Okay, hold on.

Okay.

There, Bear.

SUGAR: What's goin' on?

We gotta cut it.

Oh.

(whirring)

(lock thuds)

(whirring stops)

June th, .

Taste of Chicago.

-The booth.
-The booth. (chuckles)

That was really fun.

Here you go.

Yo, you wanna work
at the apartment?

-SUGAR: Yeah.
-Yeah?

-Yo, Chef.
-SYDNEY: Hmm?

-I need more, um, inspiration.
-What do you mean?

I went through
all those books you gave me.

-All the cookbooks?
-All of 'em.

Okay, yeah,
I'll-I'll think on it.

-Cool.
-Cool.

Um...

-Was that...
-Mikey's locker.

-SYDNEY: Hmm.
-Yeah.

There was just a hat in it?

-Syd.
-What?

Come on. assh*le.

What? I'm not an assh*le.

Hey, I'm not an assh*le.

("Baby, I'm a Big Star Now"
by Counting Crows playing)

♪ I'm gonna get out
on the road tonight ♪

♪ 'Cause I got
a hollow in my head ♪

♪ I'm just checking it up ♪

♪ Baby,
one more time for you ♪

♪ Checking it up
until the pile hits the sky ♪

♪ It's like I think
I'm sick of cocaine ♪

♪ But I got a feeling like
it's running... ♪

CARMY:
Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

♪ I'm just checking it up ♪

♪ Baby, one more time
for you ♪

-CARMY: Okay.
-SYDNEY: Okay.

♪ Checking it up until
the pile hits the sky ♪

♪ Well,
even the best years... ♪

Hell of a lot
of Sydneys in here.

Don't look 'em in the eyes.

♪ All these seasons ♪

♪ All this time ♪

♪ Spinning past till they
leave you far behind ♪

♪ Lay me down... ♪

SYDNEY:
Just thinking like... (tuts)

...beef, uh, smoke, cherry.

That sort of world.

I like that.

SYDNEY:
Still thinking chaos menu?

Yeah, chaos menu, but, um...

uh, thoughtful.

SYDNEY: Hmm.

♪ ♪

-(Carmy chuckles)
-Really?

-CARMY: It's New York.
-SYDNEY: Hmm.

CARMY: Lame, right?

I wanna hate it,

like, don't get me wrong,
I do, but...

(winces) Looks sick.

And I bet it felt
really good wearing it.

-Yeah, it did.
-SYDNEY: Hmm.

Can I ask you something

and you can tell me
to f*ck off if you want?

I doubt I'm gonna
tell you to f*ck off.

SYDNEY: Hmm. Uh...

When you got that call,

the three-star call...

-f*ck off.
-SYDNEY: Yeah, okay.

Yeah.

-CARMY: Um...
-I don't know.

How did it feel?

The first ten seconds
felt like a sort of panic

'cause I knew
I just had to keep 'em.

I had to retain 'em.

Um...

And your brain
does this weird thing

where it just bypasses
any sense of joy.

It just like
attaches itself to dread.

And, um, I don't know,
after those ten seconds,

I had to turn over
a really slow table

'cause the, uh,

entire United Nations
Security Council

was coming in.

So, normal. Totally normal.

Yeah.

Fak? Fak?

What's this brown sh*t?

MARCUS:
I've seen some of those, too.

Also, why was there
a hockey stick
behind the locker?

-Sworn to secrecy.
-Yo, can we switch?

You can see fine
from right there.

I need to see it.

You can see just fine
from where you are.

-Okay.
-It's my ladder.

FAK: Yeah, okay.

Oh, you're such
a f*ckin' showoff.

(Fak laughs)

-Think you're so f*ckin' cool?
-I am so f*ckin' cool.

-And you don't need to be here.
-I'm the supervisor.

-Supervisor of what?
-FAK: Not good, guys.

This is not good.

-This is not good.
-What's not good?

-Mold.
-MARCUS: Is that bad?

Mold is the death knell.

Don't freak out
and go calling for Mom, okay?

This is scary.
This could ruin everything.

Listen, it is scary, okay?

And I will grant you
that it's gained some traction

in recent media cycles.

Mold is a buzzword,
yeah, for sure.

But if you go call Mom,
she's gonna call in

all the weirdos
and the scientists,

the abatement people.

Lest I remind you,

we are on
cousin's schedule,
Neil Geoff.

-What's your middle name?
-What's my middle name?

-Yeah, like,
what's your middle name?
-Lawrence.

Well, Richard Lawrence,
I'm telling Mom now.

Don't you f*cking dare.

I'm gonna call Mom right now.

-Don't you f*cking dare.
-I dare. I dare.

You know what?
Actually, I dare you.

-I dare right now.
-I dare you. Call Mom.

-Uh-huh.
-I dare you. Call Mom.

-Mom.
-I'm gonna call--

-Call Mom. Call Mom.
-Mom. Mom.

-See what happens.
-Mom. Mom.

-She can't hear you.
-(whispering) Nat...

See what happens
when you call her.

-Want me to do it loud?
-See what happens
when you call her.

I'll get louder.
I'll get louder.

RICHIE: Get louder
and see what happens.

Mom!

(muffled screams)

You should have all received
your student login

after the Zoom orientations.

I'll be sending you
a link to the board

so you can access
the class notes

at the end of each day.

Uh, veal chop demi-glace.

I was thinking like
hamachi crudo,
but that might be...

-I don't know.
-No, that's good.

SYDNEY: Hmm.

Tenderloin?

Yes. Marciana?

SYDNEY: Mm-hmm.

A vinegar. Some kinda...

-Cherry?
-Cherry vinegar?

-(whistles, pops tongue)
-Cherry vinegar.

(chopping)

TINA:
You got this, baby.

You got this.

Yes, Chef.

Hey, um,
can I ask you something?

You can tell me to f*ck off.

Yeah?

Really want
one of these bullshit stars?

Yeah.

Yeah, I really do.

You're gonna have to
care about everything.

More than anything.

The, um, last dinner that I did
with Sheridan Road

was this fundraiser
at this lady's house,

and she was so mean

and she wanted...

demanded fresh pasta.

So, you know me,
I'm like, yeah, let's-let's go.

And then I get there
and it's dried out.

Ev-ev-everything that I try
to roll out is crumbling

and clock is ticking.

And I've got this beautiful,

I mean, like this gorgeous,
gorgeous, gorgeous lamb ragu.

I've been working on it
for, like, hours.

It was perfect...

but I didn't have any pasta.

So I spooned that sh*t
over King's Hawaiian rolls.

Sounds delicious.

It wasn't bad.

Was that before you
moved in with your dad?

That is why
I moved in with my dad.

-Oh, sh*t.
-SYDNEY: Oh, yeah.

-That was the one, huh?
-That was the one.

Well, at least
you can rely on him.

Is your mom cool?

Yeah.

-It's lacto ferment?
-SYDNEY: Yeah, yeah.

Oh, f*ck.

-SYDNEY: Mm. Mm-mm.
-Oh, my God.

Chef, that's way too much acid.

-Oh, my God.
-Holy sh*t.

Did I f*ck up your recipe or--

No. I must've just given you
the wrong count, it's fine.

Wait, do you need
a Rolaid or something?

Did I give you heartburn?

-'Cause I... That's f*cked.
-CARMY: No.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
It's, um...

I'm sorry.

In sign, uh,
two of my old chefs
used to do it.

You know, if they were angry,

fighting on the line,
it helped.

It was like their version of,

"Let's talk about this later,"
you know.

It didn't matter if one
tore the other one apart.

It always got them
through service.

It's good.

(clears throat)

You know,
your dad, he, um...

Yo. Sorry. Um...

The frozen concord grapes.

We do like a beef consommé
type thing.

Smoked bone marrow?

That's something.

It's something.

I don't even really know.

-Mikey d*ed and...
-(toilet gurgles)

I just never wanted
to be in this place at all.

Then my other brother
started running the place,

and now I wanna
be here all the time.

f*cking disgusting.

Is that healthy?

(toilet gurgles)

So much is about to change.

Am I just here to try
and force everything
to stay the same?

But then I think I could
be good at this, you know.

But as adults,
we never try new things

because it just
becomes so easy to keep
doing the same exact thing

with the same exact people.

Who doesn't want easy?

Who doesn't wanna
just f*cking be okay?

-Like...
-(toilet gurgles)

I haven't even told
anyone I'm pregnant.

(toilet gurgles)

There. Okay.

The photo
should have uploaded.

No, I definitely
already sent the one

of the flush valve gasket.

I don't even think
that's where the issue is

'cause the drip's coming
from the shut-off valve.

-(toilet gurgles)
-Yeah, no, I know.

Okay, fine, Gene, yes.

You are the plumber.
Uh-huh.

Okay, I'll send it over. Bye.

(toilet gurgles)

(sighs deeply)

(cell phone buzzes)

This is Nat.

A what issue?

Fak, you're f*ckin' insane!

He's not human.
Ridley even says so.

Why don't you learn
how to f*ckin' watch stuff?

-We have a mold problem?
-No, we don't.

SUGAR:
Uh, it wasn't a question.

A guy just returned our call
about a mold problem

and said it's definitely
a mold problem.

Well, I wonder how the f*ck
some guy would suspect us

of having a mold problem.

I don't know.

Sweetheart,
did you call a mold man?

-No.
-Fak.

-Richie.
-Richie.

Natalie, relax.

It's under control, alright?

These ceilings,
they're practically Styrofoam.

Were we to have mold,

they would collapse
when I go like this.

("You Are Not Alone"
by Mavis Staples playing)

-FAK: Ow!
-SUGAR: Aw, you okay, honey?

FAK: No!

That's it?

♪ You're not alone ♪

♪ I'm with you ♪

♪ I am lonely, too ♪

♪ What's that song? ♪

♪ Can't be sung ♪

♪ By two? ♪

♪ A broken home ♪

♪ A broken heart ♪

♪ Isolated and afraid ♪

Okay, here's one.

It was our third date

and we were maybe ?

Uh, just getting
to know each other,

we liked each other,
but it was still early.

We were going to a party.

I borrowed
a friend of mine's car

and we hit a rock or something
and popped the tire.

And, young lady,
I can only admit this now

because I can change a tire
faster than anybody ever could.

But you didn't know
how to change a tire?

Not at all.
I was trying to figure it out.

-SYDNEY: Okay. Okay.
-Fast!

And so I get underneath the hood
and I'm stalling, and I'm acting

and-and I'm pretending
like I'm doing something,

and she's just calm
in the car.

So I walk out
of the car and I say,

"I think it might be
the radiator."

And she goes, "Oh, no."

-She does not go, "Oh, no."
-EMMANUEL:
Your mama, your mama...

Your mama was like
a southern belle.

A Black southern belle.
"Yes, Beauregard."

And so she gets out of the car,

-she opens the hood...
-SYDNEY: Uh-huh.

...she looks inside
and she says,

"Huh. Uh-huh.
It's definitely the radiator."

And I was like,
"Uh, yeah! Yeah."

-No.
-EMMANUEL: So then she walks
to the back of the car,

changes that damn tire
in ten seconds.

Then gets in the car
and looks at me smiling.

(Sydney laughs)

You didn't know
her dad was a mechanic.

I absolutely had no idea.

SYDNEY: The best.

The best.

♪ I wanna get it
through to you ♪

♪ You're not alone ♪

♪ I'm gonna get it
through to you ♪

♪ You're not alone ♪

CLAIRE: Carm?

Claire. Hey.

You-you got there.

CARMY:
Yeah, it took me a sec.

Took you a second, yeah.

It's been, uh...

CLAIRE: Forever.

-Forever. Definitely.
-CLAIRE: Yeah.

You, uh, making a sundae?

Sundae? Oh, yeah.
A nice veal stock sundae.

With vanilla ice cream?

That actually
sounds delicious.

-Yeah.
-(Claire chuckles)

So how's your life been,
Berzatto?

(clicks tongue)

I have no idea.

How about you?

I have no idea.

RICHIE:
You guys really don't
have to help me clean up.

MARCUS: Yes, we do.

It's not your fault.
It's the mold's.

Thanks, Neil.

You know, you did
the, uh, right thing

when you placed
the anonymous call
to the mold people.

I... I didn't.

MARCUS: I did.

What, I was trying to tell you.

Alliance.

MARCUS: Alliance.

-Thanks.
-MARCUS: Alliance.

SYDNEY:
So, yeah, we're just
finishing up the menu now,

but it's really cool.

Um, we're just
trying to make sure

that we, you know,
are familiar,

but obviously operating
at a higher level,

you know what I mean?

Um, and insane but cool.

We want a star.

It's personal victory and it's
also very good for business.

Like, more than worth
the detour, like plan a trip--

And-and how many
do you guys want?

Oh. Um, one, I think.

Yeah, that'll keep us
consistent, low to the ground,

but obviously,
like a little bit above it.

Uh, do you get paid the same?

Well, TBD for a month
there'll be payment

and then right now it's built
into the business plan

that that'll take
a bit of a pause

just so that the rest of
the team can definitely be paid.

So... you have a job
for a month,

then not a job.

I will have a job.

It's just that payment
will be deferred for six months

and I'm not
the only one doing it.

So is Carm, and also Natalie.

Well, I... I can
tell you're excited

and I am glad you're excited.

Okay.

I also want you to know
that Cousin Monty

-always has a job
for you at Boeing...
-Okay.

...if you decide
to make a change.

If I decide to make a change
and just go like this

at the airport
for the rest of my life, like--

Honey, honey, it's-it's...

It's a different beast,
that's all I'm saying.

A different beast
than-than what?

I read about
restaurants in the papers.

-Oh, my God. What are you
reading in the papers?
-EMMANUEL: They're hard.

And a lot of them--

Yeah, a lot of them
don't work out.

-Yes, we've actually
had this conversation before.
-I'm-I'm saying they...

I'm saying they-they don't,

that doesn't mean
that-that you-you won't.

So then what does it mean?
Why are you bringing it up?

(Emmanuel sighs)

It's just interesting
that the backup plan

is now the only plan.

Okay. This is not last time.

-I know it's not last time.
-I'm in a different place
in my life,

in a, in a better place,
I think.

And I know what I'm doing.

I've learned a lot of lessons.

I'm still learning,
which is actually a good thing.

And also, I'm not alone,
like in your house.

-I have a partner.
-And you trust him?

Yes?

I'm just asking.

SYDNEY: Okay.

You okay?

It's weird, you know.

I think I like...
(scoffs)

I don't know.

I just realized I'm, like,
older than her now, you know.

But just as wonderful.

I gotta go wash my hands.

(exhales)

I hear you're a doctor now.

CLAIRE:
I... Almost a doctor.

I have six months left
in my residency.

And what kinda doctor?

Uh, emergency medicine.

Wow.

That sounds, um... intense.

-It isn't chill.
-CARMY: Right.

Mm-hmm.

So how did you, um...

Is that something
like you get to pick that?

You do.

You, uh...

Do you, uh, remember
Katie from Roosevelt?

Hmm... maybe.

When we were, like, six,
she, uh, fell off a fence
and broke her arm

and it scared
the sh*t out of everybody?

Except me,
I just, like, sat there
and stared at her arm.

'Cause you wanted to fix it?

I wanted to understand it.

Right.

That was at, uh,
that was Roosevelt or...

Uh, no, Mrs. Kelly's.

-CARMY: Mrs. Kelly?
-Yeah.

CARMY:
That's so crazy. She, um...

She emailed me, like,
a couple of years ago.

She was asking advice,
her, uh, her son

wanted to become a chef.

And what did you tell him?

I told him don't,
don't do that.

-That sounds right. Right?
-CARMY: I think it's right.

Yeah.

CARMY: Yeah,
I should really, um...

I should really
listen to myself.

CLAIRE:
Why? What are you doing?

Opening a restaurant.

What?

You're, uh,
you're doing the thing.

Trying to, yeah.

CLAIRE: I still...
I-I love the name.

The name?

You-you don't remember the name.

Of course,
I remember the name.

No, I don't think we even...

We didn't even tell anybody
what the name was.

You one hundred percent
told me the name.

I bet you one million dollars
that you don't know the name.

Prepare to be
out of a million dollars, dude.

How could you
remember the name?

Because you're The Bear
and I remember you.

(sighs) I guess it's just like,
how am I getting my money now.

-For sure. Um...
-Mm-hmm.

Can you Venmo a million dollars?

I feel like
that would be really shady.

Yeah, somebody
somewhere would be like,

that's-that's f*cked up,
right?

Somebody somewhere
would be, like,
really watching your ass.

CARMY: Sure.

Which is your choice
if you want that, you know.

Um... why don't you just
wire it to be safe?

Deal. Yeah, no,
that's-that's clean.

CLAIRE: Yeah, that's clean.

I'll just, uh, get
your contact information.

CARMY: Yeah, it's, um...

seven, seven, three,
five, five, five...

CLAIRE: Five, five, five...

...zero, nine...

CLAIRE: Zero, nine...

...zero, two.

-CLAIRE: Zero, two.
-Yep.

'Kay.

♪ You know with love ♪

Okay.

♪ Comes strange currencies ♪

♪ And here is my appeal ♪

♪ I need a chance,
a second chance ♪

♪ A third chance,
a fourth chance ♪

♪ A word, a signal, a nod,
a little breath ♪

♪ Just to fool myself,
to catch myself ♪

♪ To make it real, real ♪

♪ These words ♪

♪ "You will be mine" ♪

♪♪♪ These words ♪

♪ "You will be mine" ♪

♪ All the time, oh ♪

♪ These words ♪

♪ "You will be mine" ♪