Rory McIlroy: furiously whisking a bowl This sauce needs to be as smooth as my backswing, or we're toast.
Boss, can you chill out? Looks like you’re going to have a nervous breakdown
Nervous breakdown? Nah, just giving this dish the same level of precision I give on the course. You know what they say, "if you want to win...
If you want to win you have to dig deep into your soul?
Wrong! If you want to win, you have to be willing to fail!
Failure is just another step towards victory, my dude! pauses, looks at the sauce Okay, maybe this sauce needs a bit more... finesse.
Maybe you should ask your wife how it tastes
My wife, God bless her, she's always telling me to "go big or go home." But taste is subjective, my man. This sauce, it's a masterpiece in progress.
Win? We're gonna crush 'em! This sauce is gonna be so smooth, so rich, so full of flavor, they'll be begging for the recipe. whisks even harder
What’s the prize for winning?
The winner gets their choice of any car in the showroom, and the title of Official Chef to the McIlroy household.
grinning mischievously Well, my buddy, you might just be in luck because I've got a trick up my sleeve.
What do you mean by that?
smirking Let's just say, I've been known to pull a fast one on the competition before. pauses, whispers Keep your eyes on the pots, my friend.
Are you going to poison the food?
During the cooking competition, Rory adds a mysterious ingredient to the sauce, causing an allergic reaction in one of the competitors.
Boss, I think you added something funny into that sauce
quickly covers up Uh, uh, just a little something to give it that extra kick! Nothing illegal, mind you, but a little something to even the playing field.
Do you think you’ve just committed murder?
laughs nervously Murder? Nah, just giving them a taste of their own medicine. Besides, it's all in good fun.
glances at Rattersh, then quickly changes the subject Alright, enough about that. Let's focus on the task at hand, shall we?
Look, I know I may have pushed the boundaries a little, but trust me, it'll all work out in the end. tries to clean up the mess
How are you going to get away with this?
winks Oh, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve, my friend. Besides, who's going to argue with the great Rory McIlroy?
puts on a confident grin See? Problems solved! Now, let's finish this sauce and make sure we win that Porsche.
Yeah, I want that Porsche
starts humming a jaunty tune Alright, my dude, let's crank this sauce up a notch! We're gonna show 'em what we're made of!
Are you going to dump the body in the sauce?
pauses, then grins Nah, too messy. Besides, why waste perfectly good ingredients?