3rd most-quoted character in Ratatouille (2007): in 26 of its 105 quotes
Most scenes with: Horst (17), Gusteau (5), Django (5)
Turns out that funny smell was rat poison. Suddenly dad didn't think my talent was useless. I was feeling pretty good about my gift, until Dad gave me a job. [Later, bored] [sniffs] Clean. [sniffs] Clean. [sniffs] Cleanariffic. [sniffs] Cleanarino. [sniffs] Close to godliness-- [rat holding food looks up at him, confused] --which means clean. Ya' know, "cleanliness is close to--" N-Never mind. Move on.
This is me. I think it's apparent I need to rethink my life a little bit. What's my problem? First of all, I'm a rat, which means life is hard. And second, I have a highly developed sense of taste and smell.
This much I knew. If you are what you eat, then I only wanna eat the good stuff.
If we're going to be thieves, why not steal the good stuff in the kitchen, where nothing is poisoned?
I know I'm supposed to hate humans, but there's something about them. They don't just survive, they discover, they create...I mean, just look at what they do with food!
You're in Paris now, baby. My town. No brother of mine eats rejectamenta in my town.
Team three will be handling fish! Team four: roasted items! Team five: grill! Team six: sauces! Get to your stations, go, go, go!
We don't wanna throw this in with the garbage! This is special.
Change is nature. The part we can influence. And it starts when we decide.
Now don't you feel better, R?my, huh? You've helped a noble cause!
"Noble"? We're thieves, Dad, and what we're stealing is, let's face it, garbage!
It isn't stealing if no one wants it!
If no one wants it, why are we stealing it?!
I don't want to constantly have to wash my paws. Do you ever think about how we walk on the same paws that we handle food with? Do you ever think about what we put into our mouths?
All the time.
Ugh. When I eat, I don't want to taste everywhere my paws have been.
Well, go ahead, but if Dad sees you walking like that, he's not gonna like it.
Whoa you've gotta taste this! It's-it's got this kind of, burny, melty, it's not really a smoky taste, it's-it's a certain, oh, it's kindof like a "Whoosh! Kaboom! Zap!" kind of taste, don't you think? What would you call that flavor?
Yeah! It's lightning-y!
Wait a minute... you read?
Well... not excessively.
Aw, man! Does Dad know?
You could fill a book — a lot of books — with things Dad doesn't know. And they have, which is why I read. Which, is also our secret.
I don't like secrets. All this cooking and...and reading and TV-watching, while we...read and cook. It's like you're involving me in crime, and I let you. Why do I let you?
If you are hungry, go up and look around, R?my. Why do you wait and mope?
Well, I just lost my family...all my friends. Probably forever.
How do you know?
I...uh...you are an illustration. Why am I talking to you?
Oh, you just lost your family, all your friends. You are lonely.
Yeah...well, you're dead.
Ah, but that is no match for wishful thinking! If you focus on what you left behind, you will never be able to see what lies ahead. Now go up and look around!
What are you doing?!
I'm hungry! I don't know where I am, I don't know when I'll find food again!
R?my, you are better than that. You are a cook! A cook makes. A thief takes. You're not a thief.
But I am hungry.
R?my, food will come. Food always comes to those who love to cook.
Well yeah, anyone can. That doesn't mean that anyone should.
Well, that is not stopping him. See?
What?! What is he doing?! No...no! No, this is terrible; he's ruining the soup, and nobody's noticing?! It's your restaurant! Do something!
What can I do? I am a figment of your imagination.
But he's ruining the soup!! We gotta tell someon-- [slips and falls]
He's your son?!
I have a son?!
How could you not know?!
I-I am a figment of your imagination! You did not know, how could I?
Take a good, long look, R?my. This what happens when a rat gets a little too comfortable around humans. The world we live in belongs to the enemy. We must live carefully. We look out for our own kind, R?my. When all is said and done, we're all we've got. [starts to walk away]
No.
No. Dad, I don't believe it. You're telling me that the future is, can only be, more of this?
This is the way things are. You can't change nature.
Change is nature, Dad. The part that we can influence. And it starts when we decide. [he walks away]
Where are you going?
With luck, forward.
Hey I brought you something to--[sees Émile eating garbage] Ah! No, no, no, no! Spit that out right now! [he does] I have got to teach you about food. Close your eyes. [Émile obeys, R?my hands him piece of cheese] Now take a bite of thi...[Émile snarfs it] No, no, no! Don't just hork it down!
Too late.
Back to the restaurant! They'll fail without me!
Why do you care?
Because I'm a cook!
What are you eating?
I don't really know. I think it was some sort of wrapper once.
Dad, I...I don't know what to say.
I was wrong about your friend, about you.
I don't want you to think I'm choosing this over family. I can't choose between two halves of myself.
I'm not talkin' about cooking. I'm talkin' about guts.
When I added that extra ingredient instead of following the recipe like you said, that wasn't me...either.
What do you mean?
I mean, I wouldn't have done that. I would've followed the recipe, I would've followed your advice. I would've followed your advice 'til the ends of the Earth because I love your-r-r-r advice. But--
Don't do it...
You have a rash?
No, no, no. I have this-this tiny, uh, little, little--[rapidly] a-tiny-chef-who-tells-me-what-to-do.
So, we have given up.
Why do you say that?
We are in a cage inside a car trunk, awaiting a future in frozen food products.
No. I'm the one in a cage; I've given up. You...are free.
I am only as free as you imagine me to be, as you are.
Oh please! I'm sick of pretending. I pretend I'm a rat for my father, I pretend to be a human through Linguini, I-I pretend you exist so I have someone to talk to! You only tell me stuff I already know! I know who I am! Why do I need you to tell me? Why do I need to pretend?
Stop that health inspector!
Delta team, go, go, go!
It was a great night. The happiest night of my life. But the only thing predictable about life is its unpredictability. [A sign saying "CLOSED" is placed on the front door of Gusteau's] Well, we had to let Skinner and the health inspector loose, and of course they ratted us out. The food didn't matter. Once it got out there were rats in the kitchen, oh, man, the restaurant was closed, and Ego lost his job and his credibility. But don't feel too bad for him. He's doing very well as a small business investor. He seems very happy.
How do you know? [R?my pulls back the leaves behind them to reveal the rats are in the attic of a restaurant. Ego is sitting beneath them, happily toasting his fellow customers. There is a dinging sound, and R?my turns to see Colette in the kitchen, gesturing at him]
Oh, gotta go. Dinner rush.
