Charles: Okay, see. The cut is a little slopey. I want you to cut it straight across. No big deal. Again. Oh. Uhp, slopey. Don't over think it. Again.
Now you're not thinking enough. Again. Still slopey. Again.
Again! You know what? Why don't we try this: Why don't you just take that knife, put it to my throat, and finish the job!
Amy: Huh?
Charles: Do I look like Jake to you?
Amy: What?
Charles: Do I look like Jake to you?
Amy: No, not at all.
Charles: Then why are you trying to screw me?
Amy: Oh, my God, Charles, what is going on with you?
Charles: It's chef!