Listen, I just want you to know how honored I am to be studying under such a--
[suddenly pins Linguini's sleeve to the cutting board with a knife]
No, you listen! I just want you'to know exactly who you are dealing with! How many women do you see in this kitchen?
Well, I uh--
[Sticks a second knife to his sleeve]
Only me. Why do you think that is? Because haute cuisine is an antiquated hierarchy built upon rules written by stupid, old men. Rules designed to make it impossible for women to enter this world, but still I'm here. How did this happen?
Well because you, because you--
[Sticks a third knife to his sleeve]
Because I am the toughest cook in this kitchen! I have worked too hard for too long to get here, and I am not going to jeopardize it for some garbage boy who got lucky! Got it?
[Colette removes the knives pinning Linguini's arm down, causing him to fall to the ground] [Gets up, laughs hysterically]
Wow!
