The customer in the booth has a sweet tooth.

Give me the desk.

Go on, go back to your cage.

No, but never mind. Beans on the stove, veal in the cupboard!

You go around the other side of the counter.

No. I was a soda jerker.

Look what you forgot on the counter!

When you get here, ask at the cashier's desk... to use the phone.

What did you say to the man at the counter?

Please report to the American Airlines ticket counter.

At the airline desk.

The girl all right. Behind the counter.

That's the girl all right.

I just stayed in my cage.

And lifted a bagfull off the counter.

I'm holding on to the counter because I can't stand.

There are also lots of counters over there.

Well, I just might have an opening for a teller.

Passenger Whitman, step to Western Airlines counter.

Yes, but check in here at the counter prior to flight time.

It'swellstockedwith staples. Staples.

You're much too kind. I'll just put this in the meat safe for you. Shall I, Mrs Miles?

I don't know, put it in the lost and found.

When I came in this country I was a soda jerker.

Will Mr and Mrs Harper please contact the enquiry desk?

What's the bright boy's name down the counter?

The cages, the desk for the manager and the woman clerk.

Do you remember Klaus, the guy who worked at the counter?

The weak are food for the strong.

But back to animals and junk food.

The perfect kitchen no bills on the counter in the perfect kitchen.

We could much better change from meat, from beef, to insects.

Well, on Mondays and Wednesdays, I work for the travelers' Aid at the airport.

Less meat, less junk, more plants.

A trout is a predator.

What shall they eat?

All right, come out of those cages and keep your hands where we can see them.

Could you please find the missing key. I can't open the pantry.

Go back to your cage. Shut up. Drive me home. Do this, do that.

A columnist without his ball and chain, you make like a delicatessen counter...

Who needed it though? Meat was everywhere.

That animal feeds on flesh.

Always leave the lights on.

The predator smells the bait, sneaks up... and he's caught!

The predatory beasts take over.