00:01My dad is the most respected chef in Newark.
00:06My son, future Olympic champion, mark my words.
00:12Don't you dare mess it up.
00:13I won't.
00:14You promise?
00:14Make it proud, yeah.
00:15Okay.
00:18¿Cómo te he dicho?
00:20How many times do I have to fucking tell you not to bring your low-life friends over here?
00:25Shake my fucking hand with some respect.
00:27Or what if I had it, eh?
00:29Fuck you!
00:30Fuck you!
00:35Would you fry me up for the lens?
00:37You wouldn't believe it.
00:37I dreamt about your father's lens.
00:39You know, if I could just find a chef like you, that would solve all my problems.
00:48I wanted to be strong.
00:49For what?
00:51You never know.
00:53Enough with this fucking shithole.
00:55Don't you want to be something bigger?
00:57You a wrestler or some chef?
01:02Do not see anything to tell you.
01:04She cannot know.
01:05Do you have any idea how much this fucker's worth?
01:10What are you scared of, Dad?
01:11You're weak.
01:13You're weak.
01:17Weak.
01:23Listen, right?
01:27Weak.
01:28Don't do that.
01:32Weak.
01:36Weak.
01:38Weak.
01:40Weak.
01:42Weak.
