Heck's Kitchen


 * London: Chef Paolo, my dog hates your food.
 * Mr. Moseby: (Gasps)
 * Chef Paolo: Let me get this straight. Your flea-bitten mongrel is criticizing my food?


 * Mr. Moseby: Don't listen to her. she's a dog!
 * London: Ohh!
 * Mr. Moseby: I mean her dog is a dog! What does she know?


 * Chef Paolo: (Gasps) That's it! I'm a-quit!
 * Mr. Moseby: Chef Paolo, I beg of you. Please, apologize to chef paolo immediately.
 * London: I'm sorry you can't cook.
 * Chef Paolo: May I? I'm a-quit! again! Staff, we are leaving! Heel!
 * Mr. Mosby: What are we going to do now?
 * Cody: I noticed before he left chef paolo completed one of his famous chicken paolos. We can serve that to the critic.
 * Mr. Moseby: Thank goodness. we're saved!


 * Mr. Moseby: What am I going to do now?
 * Cody: Moseby, I studied under chef paolo, and he says I can make the chicken paolo almost as well as he can.


 * Man: What should I do? What should I do?
 * Mr. Moseby: What's he gonna do? What's he gonna do?


 * Dude: Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! get it off, get it off!


 * Guy: Get it off! Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!