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Love to serve them roasted.

It gives them a more robust taste.

A wonderful side dish would be ravioli with boletus,

truffles and wild mushrooms

or chanterelles

depending on the season.

But you need a good pigeon.

It must be meaty or it'll dry out.

You could also cook them in a pig's bladder

You could also cook them in a pig's bladder

in Madeira, cognac and port.

It keeps the pigeon well-protected and juicy.

Serve it with tagliatelle with spring onions,

truffles and glazed shallots in a delicate thyme sauce.

Truffles are perfect for any pigeon dish

because the delicate pigeon flavor...

Do you feel ill?

No, no.

Please go on.

A wonderful starter would be a crayfish and mussels...

Martha.

May change the subject for a moment?

Yes.

Why do you come to therapy every week?

Why do you ask?

Well, thought perhaps it might be helpful to know.

My boss says she'll fire me, if don't go to therapy.

Why do you think your boss believes you need therapy?

You know what?

Have no idea!

Table 19 has asked for the check.

Carry on with 14.

When is six ready?

Four minutes.

Gregor says the lamb was never better.

The Steinbergs are here.

I'm busy.

Martha, please.

Two rucola salads, one without the duck.

Don't cook them too long, or...

They'll get tough.

Dry, Lea. Quails go dry, not tough.

And hold off table nine.

Yes.

Let's go through next week's menu later on.

Okay. Lea, table 14!

The quails were tremendous!

Amazing! Magical!

I'm glad.

My husband worships you.

You could make me jealous!

Worship everyone who tickles my palate.

Heaven knows why he married me.

I'm not even allowed to make him a cup of tea!

There's only one thing lonelier than sleeping alone,

and that's eating alone!

Don't give me that!

Excuse me, please.

The woman at table nine asks what this is.

Lemon thyme.

Would you like me to remove the plate?

Please.

May ask what this is about?

I'll handle it.

Now what?

Want to talk to the chef!

Am the chef!

Is that so?

Bernd, please!

You stay out of this!

Listen, your foie grass is undercooked!

Beg your pardon?

I'll take it off the bill.

Never!

My foie grass is not undercooked!

Believe me, dear, know what's what!

Am not your dear!

This was perfectly poached at 140 degrees in the oven,

and a water temperature of 80 degree Celsius, for 25 minutes.

And it's got the right rose color.

"Comme it faut," as the French say.

Don't give a damn.

This liver is still undercooked!

Would you like something else?

Like casting pearls before swine.

What?

Where do you think you are?

At a snack bar?

If you want liverwurst, go someplace else!

Excuse me, please.

Why not pour out the wine, too?

With all that smoking you won't taste it anyway!

I'll never cook for you again!

How many times have told you to pull yourself together?

But no...

You always have to make a scene!

He's a barbarian!

He's a paying customer!

And if he says it's undercooked, it's undercooked!

Foie grass is cruelty to animals!

You stay out of this!

The foie grass is perfect!

It's not a matter of taste, as you know!

Do. But the customer is always king!

And who am ? The fool?

If you weren't the second-best cook in the city

I'd fire you on the spot!

Second best?

What's that supposed to mean?

Do you know who she means?

She only says it to annoy me.

I'm sure, she only says it to annoy me.

One knows a good chef

by the quality of his simplest of dishes.

Take for instance salmon in a light basil sauce.

Most people think it's no big deal

and put it on the menu.

But frying or steaming a salmon just right

and putting the right amount

of salt and spices in the sauce is very difficult.

In this recipe, there's nothing to distract you.

No design.

No exotic ingredient.

There's only the fish.

And the sauce.

The fish and the sauce.

Just a minute!

Yes, please?

You're the new neighbor?

Was the music too loud?

No...

live in the apartment above you.

And thought, as you have only just...

You can't have settled in yet...

Yeah, it's all a bit chaotic.

Haven't had time to clear it all up.

I've just made something to eat.

Are you hungry?

Are you inviting me to dinner?

No, but...

could bring you something if you're hungry.

You don't even know me!

You're Samuel Thalberg.

You're an architect,

divorced, two children.

Your friends call you Sam.

Frau Schumann tells you more than you care to hear.

The gossip in the basement!

Don't listen to her, she thinks I'm nuts.

And you are...?

A chef.

Klein. Martha Klein.

Nice to meet you, Martha Klein.

So if you're hungry...

I've got an appointment.

I'm sorry. Don't let me keep you.

Maybe some other time.

Yes, maybe.

Whatsit cook?

Nothing, we'll order pizza or eat out.

No, that's out of the question.

Does Lina have a favorite dish?

She likes everything really.

Except oysters.

She won't eat anything that's still alive.

No oysters, okay.

Hang on.

Lina, I've told you a hundred times

to take off your roller skates outside!

Sorry, are you still there?

Yes.

Mom!!

I'm on the phone, dear.

In a minute...

What are you doing tonight?

Nothing.

Go to the theater or the movies.

It's your day off, right?

Call a friend, have a nice meal,

go dancing afterward.

Maybe will.

But do it this time, don't just say you will!

Who is it?

It's Martha.

I'll see you on Friday.

Okay.

I'm not compulsive!

I'm precise!

Precision is a most important ingredient in a kitchen.

Precision and timing.

Do you have any idea how complicated it is

to coordinate 47 customers?

Logistics is half the battle!

However gifted you are,

if you can't master logistics, forget about cooking!

Hope you like mussels.

We agreed you wouldn't cook for me any more.

Didn't cook it for you!

I've just tried out something.

You want me to throw it all away,

just because you've got principles?

If you'd at least join me,

then would venture to say that we're making progress.

Hey, that's a good one!

Calm down!

Would think, one with the hair loose

and one with the hair tied up.

...So just looked at him

and said, "When you're looking for an actress

"who strips, puts on leather gear

"and lets a priest whip her,

you're barking up the wrong tree!"

She only does that in her spare time.

Like the guy at table 17

who brings a different chick every Friday--

plenty of money but totally uptight.

The special for the Steinbergs.

No salad for him, she wants it after the fish.

If he stares at my tits again, he's in for it

tip or no tip, don't care!

Now I've got to ask that jerk to be patient!

You must eat something.

Could someone answer the damn phone?

If it's my sister, I'll be home at 1:00.

Yes, she's here.

Martha, it's for you.

I'm busy.

Keep an eye on it.

Yes...?

I'm on my way.

Hello, dear, it's me again.

Just wanted to let you know, we'll be late.

Had to see Lina's teacher after work,

and that took forever,

so we hit the road way too late.

Don't know what time it is now,

but I've still got about 200 km to go.

So don't worry when I'm not there when you get home.

See you, bye.

Ms. Klein?

Have you seen Lina yet?

Was just going to.

No one has spoken to her about her mother yet.

Do you know how to reach her father?

Christin doesn't... didn't keep in touch with him.

Don't even know his name.

See.

Please, excuse me.

Lina hasn't touched her food.

Could you talk to her?

She should eat something.

Will.

Good luck.

Does it hurt real bad?

Don't you want to eat anything?

You know what?

When they let you out,

I'll cook you the best dinner you've ever had.

Is Mom dead?

Yes.

If Martha doesn't find a replacement soon

I'll have my baby right here!

A friend of mine has been in bed for six weeks

and she's only eight months gone.

In the tank

a lobster eats itself slowly from the inside.

That's why you have to check its weight when you buy one.

If it's not as heavy as it looks...

it has been in the tank too long.

Some people still kill a lobster by throwing it in boiling water.

But by now everyone should know that for the animal

it's the most agonizing death,

because it takes so long for it to die.

The best way to kill a lobster

is with a well-placed stab in the neck.

It's quickest.

I'll be right there.

Go home, Martha.

Just need a minute.

I'll be all right.

You don't understand, it wasn't a suggestion.

Want you to go home, now.

I've brought us something.

I'm not hungry.

Neither am .

Would you rather get some sleep?

I'm not tired.

This Friday you can go home...

you'll be released.

Did you know that?

Yes.

And you and need to talk about what to do.

Can go back home?

I'm afraid you can't.

Why not?

You'd be all alone there.

I've been alone a lot.

Yes, but sooner or later your mother

would always come home, wouldn't she?

Why can't live with my father?

What do you know about your father?

He's called Giuseppe.

Giuseppe. Do you know his last name?

From Italy.

Well, that's a start.

I'll try and find your father, Lina.

And while I'm looking for him,

you could live with me, if you like.

What do you think?

Until you find him?

Until find him.

Don't want to eat.

Would you rather have something else?

Aren't you hungry at all?

May go back to my room now, please?

Have to go out for a moment.

Okay.

I've put your dinner in the oven,

in case you do get hungry.

Okay.

Do you need anything else?

Right, I'm off then.

Didn't see you come in.

No, was on my way out,

just forgot something.

So, how are you?

Fine.

Have you had dinner?

Today?

This evening, yes.

Well...

Neither have .

Would you like to have dinner with me?

I'm sorry, haven't got time right now.

That's too bad.

Maybe some other time.

Yes, maybe.

Good-bye.

Hadn't you forgotten something?

Yes, of course.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

I'm off now.

Okay.

Only a well-fed cook is a good cook.

First you must saturate your taste buds

and only then season to taste.

If you're satisfied on a full stomach,

then you're a really good cook.

What are you doing here?

Please tell me the secret of your saffron sauce.

Beg your pardon?

Lea didn't want to show me and...

Listen!

How he savors the song!

Fantastic, isn't it?

Meant to call you. This is Mario.

This is Martha, our chef.

Believe me, the world would be a sad place

without your pigeon with truffles.

You could've asked!

You had other things to worry about.

Right, but...

Good evening.

You've booked a table?

Yes, Mendel, table for two.

Let me show you to your table.

Great! A madman in my kitchen!

It's my kitchen and he isn't mad.

He's eccentric. Your coats, please.

Eccentric? Are you mad?

The man's Italian!

Someone will be with you in a minute.

We agreed that would choose my staff and train them.

Lea would've coped for a few days.

And what does he want my recipe for?

Can't understand...

Calm down! needed a replacement.

Mario is an excellent cook.

We'll be glad found him.

In her condition, Lea shouldn't work at all after 8:00.

Any day now, we'll have to do without her.

If we're lucky, Mario will stay on.

He could do the fish dishes for instance.

Hang on, the fish dishes?

You know we've got to change.

Nowadays people want light dishes.

They watch their diet, but also their

cholesterol level, their blood pressure,

the salt content of table water!

Olive oil instead of butter! Light dishes!

If you want to get rid of me, tell me now!

If want to get rid of you, you'll be the first to know!

Good morning.

Hello.

Didn't you say, had to go to school today?

It's 8:30.

8:30?

Do you need anything?

A pen or maybe paper?

No, thanks.

Do you want to take sandwiches?

No, thanks.

Can't find my scarf.

Hurry up, Lina, put on your jacket.

Won't go without my scarf!

What did you say?

Can't find my scarf.

You can have mine.

Want mine!

We're late as it is.

Put on mine today

and you can wear yours tomorrow, okay?

Is that it?

Yes, that's it.

Thank God!

But didn't put it on him.

There!

Good morning.

I'll get you some.

Good morning.

Who are you then?

I'm Sam, your neighbor.

There you are.

Thank you.

Have you had breakfast yet?

No, but we've got to go, or we'll be late for school.

Isn't she a little too old for that?

Right, good-bye.

See you around.

Why do have to go to school here,

when I'll be going to Italy soon?

Because... all children do.

All children go to school.

Besides, don't know how long

it'll take me to find your father.

Have you started looking at all?

Don't really know where to start.

In Italy, of course!

Two chefs in one kitchen...

...is like two people driving a car.

It's impossible.

My wife and often drive in the car together.

But you're not both behind the wheel.

Well,

I'm sure you'll manage to avoid the worst.

The worst?

That he'll put up with you for a long time.

Are you this nice to all your patients?

Only to those who deserve it.

Know you don't need a baby-sitter.

But this way, can go to work

knowing you'll get everything you need.

Don't need anything.

Or if anything happens, like a fire or something.

Just don't want you to be alone.

She's probably nicer than she looks.

She's probably brought a book she can read to you.

Can read myself.

Maybe she's brought a game.

Haven't you got any?

When will you be back?

Late. You'll be asleep by then.

I've prepared everything.

The veal's in the fridge, everything else is here.

All you have to do is heat it up.

Here's the recipe.

You can cook, can't you?

Not a bit.

Great!

Why, why, why...

Hire a detective!

No, they find nothing,

and they cost a fortune!

My sister once hired a detective

to find her ex-boyfriend.

He bled her, but never found the guy.

That's what I'm saying.

Isn't Mario there yet?

Maybe he's changed his mind.

Don't you dare hope it!

Good day.

Did miss out on something?

Don't think so.

We've been working here for an hour.

Apart from that nothing's happened.

Hey, chef!

No, thank you.

Never eat in the afternoon.

My mother whispered

this recipe to me on her deathbed.

It's been a family secret for centuries.

Today made it

especially for all of you.

You can't say no, that's impossible.

For me the memory

of my mama is more important than...

Satisfied?

Yes, very!

Thought your mother lived in Nice?

Well, yes. At first we all thought

she wasn't going to make it, but then...

It was a miracle!

Table 15: three tureens, one rucola salad,

one angler and two lambs.

Six minutes.

Lea, are you ready?

Carlos, one lobster, three artichokes.

Let me know if you need help.

Lea, table three, 30 seconds.

Carry on with table six.

Tables two and four.

Lea, next are one quail and one rabbit.

Carlos, two rucola salads, one tureen.

Two mousses, quickly, please.

I'll need that.

You'll get it back.

May ask you something?

If you must.

Who taught you to cook this good?

Pere Bise.

Pierre Bise?

Pere Bise.

That's French for "father."

In English he'd be a pear!

What's wrong with you?

Is there something wrong with my work?

It's my kitchen. worked hard for it.

Won't let you take it away from me.

Why do you think I'd want to do that?

What else could you want here?

Now you listen to me.

Don't need this job.

Can work anywhere want.

I'd like to work here,

because admire you.

It's a great honor for me

to cook with you.

But most of all

I'd like to work where I'm wanted.

You do understand, right?

So if you want me to leave, just tell me

and I'm gone.

Yes?

Will you let me in on what's going on here?

What is it you want?

Sorry, Frida.

Find someone else.

Why? Martha, what have you done?

Nothing at all.

Please stay, Mario, we need you.

Well, I'd need to hear her say so.

After all, it's her kitchen. Isn't it?

- It's my kitchen too. - No.

It's your restaurant, but her kitchen.

Without her, it's just a pile of metal.

It's for her to decide.

All right, if there's no other way...

We can give it a try.

You want me to stay?

Didn't just say so?

Excuse me?

Want you to stay.

All right, I'll stay.

I'll stay.

Your towel's on fire.

AM AT SAM'S.

I'm sorry,

I'd hoped the baby-sitter...

That's okay. It was a pleasant change.

If can thank you in any way...

Well,

you could go out with me some time.

Don't go out.

You don't go out? What a shame.

What a shame. We could stay in together.

Well, good night.

Good night.

I'll never hire that bitch again,

promise.

She wouldn't come anyway.

Did you have anything to eat?

Would you like anything?

Can make you something?

Want to go home.

Would you like to sleep

with me in the living room?

No.

Do you want me to stay with you

until you've fallen asleep?

No.

All right.

Good night then.

Gnocchi?

You want to serve gnocchi?

Why not?

I've never made gnocchi.

That's okay.

Mario's gnocchi in sage butter are glorious, believe me.

Wonderful! Was it his idea?

No, it was my idea.

Gnocchi!

Of all things!

They have to be prepared with great care, that's all.

With gnocchi you have to take your time.

They tend to get tough and inedible

if you don't do your best.

Always do my best.

With cooking, yes, you do.

Exactly!

Could you do me a favor?

Here, just need his address.

If his wife answers, say you're an old friend

and you've forgotten the address.

What's wrong now?

If have to lie, want to know why.

Want to send this letter to Giuseppe.

Could you translate it for me?

Table 5 wants the crayfish as a main course.

- Is that okay? - Yes.

She won't touch anything cook.

Give her time.

And how long? Until she's...

...no more than skin and bones?

She fainted for hunger at school today.

Do you like it here?

My mother was a vegetarian.

Shall show you how to make

"creme brulee" when I'm finished here?

No, thank you.

Carry on with tables 7 and 11.

The Steinbergs want to speak to you.

Here, smell this.

Now speak after me.

In Italian it's called: "Basilico."

We've heard, you've got company now?

Only for the time being.

And? Do you get along?

Don't seem to know how to deal with children.

How amusing!

Amusing?

There's a little boy in every man!

But seriously. It was you who

prepared the angler, wasn't it?

Lea, take over table 5, will you?

Is 12 still not ready? Get a move on!

Leave me some!

Thought was never going to get...

Thank you.

See you tomorrow.

- Right, see you tomorrow. - Good night.

Hope she finds a home soon.

She needs a home.

Does anyone want a ride?

Yes, please.

Take care.

Nearly finished... First this arm.

And now this one.

Wake up.

We've overslept,

we'll be late for school.

Just tell them it was my fault, okay?

And that it'll never happen again.

I'll pick you up later!

This is for you.

Could have some cheese, please?

The rosemary first, right? Smell!

In she goes!

Doesn't that smell wonderful?

Now the fish.

Hey, what's wrong with you?

Hey, don't fall down!

Don't fall down!

Watch the potatoes.

The baby's coming!

Oh dear!

We need an ambulance!

An ambulance!

Oh my God!

I'm sorry, ...

You forgot me!

No, didn't.

Yes, you did!

No, didn't.

Had to take Lea to the hospital.

We were at the market when her contractions started.

You forgot me!

All right, forgot you.

I'm really sorry.

Let's go home.

Come on, it's freezing out here!

Come on, will you?

I'll make you a deal:

will grant you a wish.

You may wish for anything you like,

and I'll do everything to make it come true.

In return, you forgive me for having forgotten you.

In return, you forgive me for having forgotten you.

All right, forgive you.

Wonderful.

I've got to go to work, are you coming?

You've got a day off tomorrow, right?

Yes.

And Mario, too?

Yes, why?

But why can't cook for us?

Together we could...

prefer Italian food.

Martha, could see you for a moment?

What do you suggest do?

Can't leave her at home alone.

She's only 8.

Right, she's only 8!

She should be at home,

play with other kids, do her homework

and go to bed at the proper time.

Why don't you find her a baby-sitter?

She doesn't need a baby-sitter, she needs a mother.

It was Lina's idea, not mine.

Now why doesn't that surprise me?

And I'll do the shopping.

No need, we've got everything.

Will do the shopping!

He's late.

He's always late.

Men!

What if your letter gets lost?

Sent it by registered mail.

Right.

I'll go!

- Where's the kitchen? - This way.

I'll take it.

No, no, I've got it.

Have you got an iron pan?

Of course.

Hands off!

Tonight Lina and will do the cooking!

Just Lina and .

But could...

Why can't we eat at the table?

We haven't got a table! We're camping!

You forgot the plates.

No plates.

We don't need them today.

- No plates? - No plates!

Think Burgnich made the first goal, the defender.

A header.

Then Germany tied them, yeah.

It was that traitor, Schnellinger.

He played for Milan

and all Italians called him "The Traitor" after that.

Then Riva, with his left.

Then Rivera!

Goalie on the right, ball on the left!

Here, try this.

And then? What happened then?

- Go on! - Delicious, isn't it?

Go on!

Rivera was so happy, he flung himself on the grass.

Me, my father and my brother went out onto the balcony

and cried: "ltalia!"

What's wrong?

Do you suffer from asthma?

You've got to breathe into something.

Like this.

Breathe!

You've moved it!

Good night.

Napoleon's Casaro killed himself

out of sheer desperation,

because he couldn't get

the mascarpone right in France.

Or was it Louis XIV's personal chef?

Can't remember.

Anyway, one of them hit the dust.

Bit the dust.

Bit the dust.

Why are you telling me this?

Some things cannot be changed.

No matter how hard you try.

Have you ever been to Italy?

No.

Why?

Has Lina got her own room?

Why do you ask?

Believe me, we only have the children's

best interest at heart, Ms. Klein.

She sleeps in my room.

Together with you?

- No, sleep on the couch. - see.

It's only for the time being.

I've been in touch with her father...

Her father? thought he was unknown.

I've found him. He's Italian.

He'll pick her up as soon as he can.

An Italian?

And you believe he'll come and get her?

Yes, of course!

Right, anyway, this is not about

Lina being late for school regularly.

No?

No.

It's about her not coming here at all.

And if she comes, she falls asleep!

And do you know

what her excuse for her lack of sleep is?

That she has to work late!

She tells her friends

she works as a kitchen help,

to earn her board and lodgings

with you, Ms. Klein!

What did you do the whole time?

Nothing, just walked round.

You must go to school.

That's the way it is.

Don't want to.

And why not?

Just because.

Can't take you to the "Lido" any more,

that's for sure.

What? Why not?

The kitchen of a restaurant is no place for a child.

And if promise to go to school every day?

Not even then. just can't take you.

But why not?

You're only 8!

SQ?

You should go to school and be in bed by 8:00.

You shouldn't spend your evenings...

- You're so mean! - Me?

Mean? You're the one telling stories!

Then won't go to school at all!

If you really want to become a foster child, go ahead!

It won't be my fault!

You don't want me anyway!

Lina, stay here!

Let me go! want my mommy!

When Daddy arrives

can finally get away from you!

Let me in.

Go away! hate you!

That's enough, open the door!

No! You can't order me around!

Open the door, or I'll...

You're not my mother and you never will be!

Don't even want to be your mother!

And never asked to be, damn it!

Sorry to disturb you.

Is everything okay?

Well...

May ...

Could you do me a favor?

What favor?

Could you look after Lina tonight?

Know it's on very short notice,

but I've got to go to work.

She probably won't come out

of her room anyway this evening.

But could you

look in on her now and then?

Well, one little devil

more or less won't matter.

Thank you, that's very kind.

- Good-bye. - Good-bye.

Come on.

Let's play

Look up there!

You should film that, Lina. The kite!

Stop it!

Hey, this is a serious moment.

Listen to me for a minute.

You're not in the picture.

Yes, now you're in it!

Our first holiday together!

You could throw sand at her.

No!

Thanks for the tip!

Mom, want the camera! want it!

We picked her up at the station.

She was buying a ticket to Italy.

For 22 marks!

Keep an eye on your niece in the future!

Don't ever do that again, you hear?

Was so worried about you!

I'm sorry.

Wish had a recipe for you, that could follow.

Know can't replace your mother.

Couldn't, even if wanted to.

I'm just trying to be there for you

as best as can, you understand?

Know I'm not doing a very good job.

But I'm trying very hard, believe me.

Where were you going? To Giuseppe?

He'll come, sweetie. know he will.

I'm starting to forget her.

Oh, Lina, come here.

Do you know what time it is?

It's very, very late.

Cognac, white wine.

Celery.

Leek.

Frida was raging mad, as you can imagine.

Onions and garlic.

I'm sure you got along just fine without me.

It was hell. Open your mouth.

Basil.

Star anise.

Would you like another?

Hand me the jam, will you?

I'll go!

Martha, could you come?

Can help you?

Are you Martha? Christin's sister?

Yes.

You wrote to me.

I'm Giuseppe Lorenzo.

Lina's father.

You'll be fine there.

Yes.

Giuseppe's very nice.

You'll like Italy.

It's very beautiful there.

The sun nearly always shines.

And the food is simply delicious.

Have you ever been to Italy?

No, but your mom

always told me about it.

Yes. Me, too.

Your mom will always be your mom,

even though she's not with you any more.

Always remember that, you hear?

That's a beautiful name.

Do you know what it means?

It's short for "Bellina."

In Italy that means "beautiful girl."

That's "girl."

Beautiful girl.

Yes.

Very good.

Have a good trip.

Drive carefully.

If I'd known...

I'm really sorry.

Wish I'd met Lina

under different circumstances.

Lina is...

She's a little bit like me.

You know?

A little bit.

She's not easy to get to know.

She likes to cook.

So if you...

Lina will be fine with us.

Of course. know.

Take care, my angel.

You too, Martha.

Go away, leave me alone. can't.

Please.

Told you to leave me alone!

Want you to go!

Table 7 wants it rare.

It is rare.

Obviously not rare enough.

Any rarer and it would be raw.

Please, not tonight.

Make a new one.

From the asshole at table 7.

He wants to know, if you've ever seen a really rare steak.

Is that rare enough?

I'll get you some salt and pepper

and you can eat it raw!

Sorry, you'll get a clean tablecloth at once.

No need, I'll do it.

And now, if you'd excuse me,

I've got other things to do.

If you go now, you won't have

to come back tomorrow.

Know, but have to go.

Take care, Frida. Good luck.

Need your help.

Do you think she'll come back with us?

Of course she'll come back.

Why would she want to stay

with her family in sunny Italy

when she can return

to cold and gray Germany

to live there with a nutcase like you?

You're so mean. That's not funny.

Lina loves you.

Don't you know that?

Not quite.

Not quite?

Something's wrong.

But made it just the way you said.

Followed the recipe precisely, step by step.

Exactly the way you wrote it down.

Did you prebake the crust

for 15 minutes?

Exactly 15 minutes at precisely

210 degrees Celsius.

Are you sure your oven heats up

to 210 degrees when it's set at 210?

The thing is brand-new.

Perhaps you kneaded the dough too long?

Not a second longer than necessary!

Then it must be the sugar.

The sugar?

Did you get the Belgian Vergeoise,

like told you?

Are you telling me, you can taste

what kind of sugar I've used?

Of course not.

But can taste which

kind you didn't use!

I give up.

I'll be right back.