The Bear

Star Man's here any minute.

You know the program. Run that motherfucker.

Handle the table. Nothing different.

You're our eyes, you're our ears. I wanna know everything that dude says.

- Chef. - Chef.

What's up, everybody? I'm Chuckie.

This is Chi-Chi. We got snacks. We got beers.

We got cigarettes, if you want them. We got you tonight.

- Thanks for coming out. - Yeah.

We should bring some games, beach balls or some shit.

- Hell yeah. - Hey, guys! Hey, listen! I'm Ted.

Welcome to The fucking Bear.

All right, enjoy. Even you, ponytail.

Whatever you guys need. Sit down, relax.

All right. This seating is 98% four-tops, plus an added two-top at 7:15,

plus Star Man's two-top,

and an added one-top? That makes no sense.

- That's Marcus's dad. - Yeah.

We've been at 13 minutes a set all night.

Ten minutes a set from now on, not a second longer.

We gotta cap every meal at 90 minutes.

- If we keep at that timeline… - We'll get everybody sat.

Yeah, and we have courses four and five combined for family-style presentations.

Same with eight and nine for dessert.

- Okay. - So we just have to do that

- 15 times in a row. Yeah. - Yeah.

Yeah.

Uh, we have 26 Wagyu left.

Uh, and if I cut those portions in half, then that'll give us...

Fifty-two.

- Yes. - Right?

- Good job, bud. - Thank you.

How are we on lamb, though?

Four all day. We'll probably run out at Star Man.

- So when Lamb's 86'd, we can go to Wag... - Hi, Chefs!

- Hi. - Oh, my God.

- I'm here. - Oh, Jesus Christ.

- Hi. - Why?

I did it. I did it, Carm.

- Okay, Mom… - What? Hi, honey.

- What are you doing? - Come here. Give me a kiss.

- I'm doing what I was told to do. - Hi, honey.

- Yes, you are. Hi. - Hi, sweetie. She's fine.

- Okay. Let's go in the office. - Take a look.

- This is the kitchen. Look, look, look. - Hey, baby girl.

- This is the kitchen. - Yep. Yes. She sees.

- I know. No, no, no. Okay. - She sees. Mom.

- Mom. - Okay, can you…

- Yeah, we're going. - Okay. All right.

- We're going, we're going. - Mom. Come on.

- We're gonna go in the office. - I'm coming. Just give me one second.

Okay. All right.

- Okay. They're washing dishes, Sophie. - Okay. Come on.

- Yeah. This is where the office… - Look, look. Oh, it's this way.

- Yes, those are your big feet. - Aw.

Um, okay, so, Mom, these are your coordinates.

You are not to leave this area.

- Do you understand? - Yes, Chef.

- You really cannot be saying that. - Honey, everyone says it.

Okay, baby, I love you so much. I will be back to check on you.

I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.

You stay with Grandma, okay?

Sugar.

This is The Bear.

This is The Bear.

And you did this.

Everybody did this.

- You know that this office... - I know, I know.

- And out there… - Yep.

I know.

- Mom… - No. It's great.

It's great.

I just…

I can't believe it.

No, and I can't believe you.

- Go. Work, work. Go be a working mother. - Okay. Okay. I will.

I will. Mwah. I love you.

- Hello. - Mr. Dearborn, welcome.

- You have any trouble getting over? - No, fine. Little rain, but it's...

Oh, Madonna mia .

- Mr. Skilling. - How are you? Good to see you.

Pleasure, pleasure.

Uh, we're all fans of yours here.

- Thank you. How nice. - Welcome.

Uh…

We, uh…

We've actually met before.

- Is that right? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Chef, good? - Good.

Nat?

Let's go.

- Second turn! - Chef!

All right. Clear the pass.

Welcoming course: Focaccia with whipped lardo.

Each station is gonna have one component, one route, one job.

I slice. Luca plates.

Luca's gonna bring it to Tina.

Tina, you oil.

Tina, you pass it to Carm.

Carm, drop the lardo.

Nat, you salt it.

Syd, send it out.

We assembly line that shit.

Chef!

Uh, '97.

There was a chili cook-off adjacent to the Chicago Jazz Fest, and, uh…

Sure you remember.

- Uh, it's probably better you don't. - Yeah.

- Um… - No, I remember it well.

- Yeah. - Come on.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Hey, who wants grape soda?

You want a grape… You look beautiful, by the way. What is your name?

Jesus Christ.

This traffic pattern never changes.

We should do something like this at home because then you don't have to worry

- about me getting in your way... - Hey, I need your help.

- Yes, Chef. - Would it be weird if I asked you guys to,

uh, maybe roll up some of these plate napkins?

You just wet 'em and roll them up. Is that okay?

- We'd be honored, Chef. Yes, Chef. - Great.

- Okay. - Chef!

That is fucking annoying.

Guys, I'm gonna do a couple, and then when you see the rhythm,

- you guys can jump in, okay? - Okay.

- Time? - You got time.

- Thank you. - All right, gentlemen,

- please follow me right this way. - Thank you so much.

- Don't be shy. - Awesome.

- Nice treatment. - Fuck.

- Yes. - Uh…

Oh.

I gotta show you something.

- Get over here. - Okay. Sure.

- Check this out. - Beautiful.

- So these flowers right here… - Whoa.

…my daughter chose them for the restaurant.

- Wow. - Nice. Beautiful.

Hands.

Your server will be right with you. Enjoy.

It's crazy just how,

you know, wildly, uh, creative the-the-the kids can be, you know?

Hands.

Okay, friends, at this point we'd love to invite you out to the garden party.

- Hold. - Holding.

Hold.

Holding.

Goddamn it.

- Let's do it. Right this way. - All right. Thank you.

- Go. - Hustle.

How old is she?

Uh, she is gonna be eight in two weeks.

- No way. That's great. - Yeah.

What are you gonna do for the…

The birthday party?

Oh, you know, that's, uh, always developing and changing.

She says now she wants a-a cake with a hundred candles.

- Oh, wow. At least. - Oh, wow. That's a big cake.

That's a hefty-size cake.

- Ca-caw! - A hefty-size cake, for sure.

Anyways, forgive a father's little bragging.

- Aw, that's very sweet. Yeah. - Aw. Completely understandable.

- Here we go, guys. - Great.

- Hands. - Here we have our focaccia bread.

Mr. Skilling, level with me. How much does a Doppler go for these days?

- You interested in one? - Yeah. You got any in the garage?

- You can maybe sell me one. - You know, I'll find one for you.

I'll hold you to that.

Guys, this is Rene. He's gonna take great care of you tonight.

How you doing, guys? Thank you so much for spending your night with The Bear.

I'd love to start you off with this focaccia…

- Look at that. - …with a tomato oil and whipped lardo.

- Wow. Beautiful. - Enjoy.

- I'll be back in two seconds. - Oh. Looks awesome.

What the hell's a Doppler?

WGN in the house. Skilling's here.

From the weather?

- Cousin, Tom Skilling's here. - I have no clue who that is.

I love him.

I…

I love him.

Hands.

Course one cleared, chefs.

Chef!

Hope I was helpful.

You were very helpful in delivering all the bad news

on the worst fucking day of my life.

Thank you, young Cheese.

I'm gonna start calling you Tough Love.

I'm sorry restaurants are a horrible business.

What you gonna do?

Yo, Cheese.

Yeah?

The Beef. Franchise, baby.

- Oh, my God. - Franchise, baby.

Uh, you just said 550,000 fucking times that restaurants are a horrible business.

It's not a restaurant.

I read Ebra's prospectus, and it's pretty baller,

and I wouldn't lie to you about that kind of thing.

Okay, I have to go. Bye, guys.