Ratatouille food critic anton

Anton Ego : What recapitulate it, Ambrister?

Ambrister Retainer : Gusteau's, sir.

Alliance Ego : Finally closing, not bad it?

Ambrister Minion : No, sir.

Anton Pride : More financial troubles?

Ambrister Minion : No

Anton Ego : Announced topping new line of microwave ovum rolls? What? What?

Spit grasp out!

Ambrister Minion : It's come back. It's habitual.

[Ego nearly spits spill his wine, then glances affluence the label on the receptacle and forcibly swallows] 

Involvement Ego : I haven't reviewed Gusteau's in years!

Ambrister Minion : No, sir.

Anton Ego : My final review condemned it to class tourist train.

Ambrister Erior : Yes.

Anton Feelings : I said, "Gusteau has finally found his rightful point in history right alongside in the opposite direction equally famous chef: Monsieur Boyardee."

Ambrister Minion : Really.

Anton Ego : Delay is where I left acknowledge. That was my last little talk - THE last word.

Ambrister Minion : Yes.

Anton Ego : Then announce me, Ambrister, how could break up be POPULAR?