Burnt

Adam Jones:
I don't want my resturant to be a place where people sit and eat. I want people to sit at that table and be sick with longing.

Adam Jones:
I sentenced myself to shuck 1 million oysters. Today is the last day of my penance.

Tony:
My advice to you, Chef, if you want to live a long life, eat your own tongue.

Adam Jones:
If it's not perfect, you throw it away... regardless of time.

Reece:
You're better than me. But the rest of us need you to lead us to places we wouldn't otherwise go.

Adam Jones:
[Listening to his analyst] Should I be writing this down? Because I don't have a crayon.

Lily:
[after Adam has finished making her an elaborate birthday cake] I've had better.

Adam Jones:
[on his resturant] We should be dealing in culinary orgasms. When is the last time you had an orgasm that was interesting?

Helene:
Remind me never ever to discuss food with you in public.

Adam Jones:
I love the decor, it's perfect for stoning infidels.

Adam Jones:
People eat because they are hungry; I want to make food that makes people stop eating.

We do what we do. And we do it together.