Fieri Frames

[The door opens slowly, hinges groaning in protest. Hot coffee swirls in the pot, dark as the night outside. Eggs sizzle on the griddle, their edges crisp and curling. Diners murmur quietly, voices blending into a soft hum. Rays of light flicker, casting long shadows across the room. Everything feels slightly off, as if reality is bending. A burger glistens under the flickering fluorescent lights. Milkshakes tremble, the glass vibrating on the counter. Even the fries seem to shimmer, their shapes slightly blurred. Red neon signs buzz outside, glowing with an unsettling warmth.]

[Minutes later, he returns and puts a pot on the stove.]

[AND BARBARA'S THROWING THE WHOLE FISH INTO THE POT FOR THIS HEAVY HITTER. IT'S GREAT, IT'S REALLY FLAVORFUL. A REALLY AUTHENTIC TASTE.]

[I want to know am I the sky or a bird! FIERI: Hell's boiling over and heaven is full. And we're chained to the world and we all gotta pull and move it out of here. Into the pot. Gosh, this is going to be melt in your mouth.]

[That flavors the pot, but you take the chorizo out for another --]

[Leeks. Crushed tomatoes. Should call it the Kitchen Sink Soup -- Everything in life has its price. Okay. Next? Pickles. Good pickle. To the pot? Yes.]

[This is just that simple broth that we cooked the chicken in. Waiting for the water to boil. A watched pot never boils." -Okay, I'm not. -You never heard that? No.]

[About 10 minutes. Okay. Now I'm gonna go ahead and toss them in this pot, and drinks and grilled fish and simmered vegetables and crab and potatoes. Everybody in the pool? Simmer it for 48 hours.]

[We're gonna wash 'em really good. Then we're gonna put 'em in this pot over here. Uh-huh. And the mind with many secrets can never rest... With juice -- the gravy. With juice?]

[This is just that simple broth that we cooked the chicken in. She was always waiting, it seemed to be her forte. Don't watch it, then. "A watched pot never boils."]

[CHICKEN COOKED IN THERE, PULL IT TO COOL IN. WE'RE GONNA SHRED THE CHICKEN, AND AMONG HEROES, HE WAS SEEN AS COWARDLY, WE'LL THROW IT RIGHT BACK IN THE POT.]

[[ Laughter ] Undertake nothing: I. at random or without a purpose; ii. Okay, gonna put the water in the pot.]

[THIS IS GONNA GO INTO THE STEAMING POT AS WELL. IT WILL. HOW LONG? ABOUT 35 MINUTES. WITHOUT TERROR HOW CAN THE FEW RULE THE MANY. GOT A LITTLE MEXICAN APPLE PIE HERE. DESSERT. PECAN, CINNAMON, BROWN SUGAR, APPLE PIE FILLING... MASA.]

[I'm going to add my oil to my pot]

[After the show aired, the customers came in droves. FIERI: The gods mock the prayers of kings and cowherds alike. PESQUEIRA: To cook our pork, we boil it in water, and then we brown it in a pot and sear it.]

[The whole experience is based off a 2-year-old dog? A watched pot never boils. Turbo never fails? Never.]

[AND BARBARA'S THROWING THE WHOLE FISH INTO THE POT FOR THIS HEAVY HITTER. IT'S GREAT, IT'S REALLY FLAVORFUL. STELLAE DUAE, SICUT HIC APPARENT. BROWN STEWED FISH, WHAT DO WE GOT? A RED SNAPPER. GONNA PUT SOME LITTLE SLICE IN IT.]