No, no, no, no, no, no-o-o-o-o!!
The DNA matches, the timing works, everything checks out. He is Gusteau's son.
This can't just happen! The whole thing is a set up! The boy knows! [sees Linguini innocently cooking in kitchen] Look at him out there, pretending to be an idiot! He's toying with my mind like a cat with a ball of-of something!
String?
Yes! Playing dumb, taunting me with that rat!
Rat?
Yes! He's consorting with it, deliberately trying to make me think it's important!
The rat?
Exactly!
[awkwardly]
Is the rat important?
Of course not! He just wants me to think that it is! Oh, I see the theatricality of it! A rat appears on the boy's first night, I order him to kill it, and now he wants me to see it everywhere! [snapping fingers] Oooooh! "Oooh, it's here! No, it isn't, it's here!" Am I seeing things, am I crazy?! Is there a Phantom Rat, or is there not?! Oh no! I refuse to be sucked into his little game, of--
[disturbed]
Should I be concerned about this? About you?
