I want to launch my big idea onto the market.

So tomorrow I've decided to arrange a one off V i p lunch event to showcase what the Bad Boys Bakery is capable off and try and sell the slice to a commercial partner.

Let's go, guys.

Listen to learn your skin, don't get burnt.

I mean, come in, come in.

I'm gonna now test you like never before we're gonna cook restaurant standard food.

I would have set up a 50 seat restaurant upstairs in the chapel.

I'm gonna cook for some serious individuals and we got up a notch.

Big time my guests.

50 influential catering industry bigwigs, including major players from the fast growing coffee shop sector.

Potential customers for the slice this time shine.

Once these industry bigwigs air through the door, my plan is to first schmooze them with three courses off restaurant quality food.

Now we're not cooking that we're serious.

Main course.

The bad boys break retake on beef.

Wellington made with the best Phyllis take on rat with Parma ham on a savory crepe.

I want them thin almost like a little girl.

Parent knickers.

Antony?

Yeah.

Finn was last time.

I got to pay them in your hand.

Yeah, Yeah.

Cheeses.

That first night when you get out, Big man.

Pace yourself.

Pace yourself, my son.

Think about it.

Having dinner started?

Main Course dessert.

To demonstrate the professionalism of my team, the Wellington has to be cooked to perfection.

That's good.

Let me tell you way.

Can't fuck this up.

We slice through that Wellington, it's gonna be pink.

Guys, please never submit.

I never really cooked for people outside the family Enough.

40 year old David Jones is one of my best chefs.

But after leaving the army, he got addicted to heroin.

You know, I have been coming in and out of prisons for a long time now, and I see it isn't getting old in our life.

And I want to change.

Dish means a hell of a lot to me.

I wish hapless her.

Sam showed the same dedication actually coming for lunch tomorrow.

Yeah, not next month.

Yeah.

Let's go.

Rock of yours.

Despite my best efforts, they still got a lot to learn.

Light flavor, mustard.

No, drowning is just swimming in the stuff.

Good for you.

The first time I ever tried to cook beans on toast ended up burning my girlfriend's flat on a fiber gate Coming down cookies.

Not really my thing.

It's gotta be firm guys.

Really?

Tomorrow I need everyone pulling together.

So I've decided to pair up weaker team members like Hassan with the older, wiser heads.

Oh, you two Bond work as a team.

David Jones you're working with How sad?

No, on your table.

You have the head of one of the most successful patron companies in the country.

You have some very serious individuals that you need to impress remarks lightly.

Reform junkie David Jones isn't happy he's working with drug dealer Hassan.

Also, the portion of the accident are tomorrow.

Keep it to that level.

Will start life on your suit standard that I want decided on a football team in it.

Yeah, I'm David David in a bit.

Yeah, you know what?

I can't afford any passengers during tomorrow's big launch.

Everyone needs to perform including her, So I've come over to a wing to make sure he's got the message.

I don't want to blow it tomorrow, but it's home when you're in, it is gonna go wrong, tool.

But I don't want David Jones.

You know, doing all your work.

I want you to step up.

Could you know what?

When you put your head down, you're good.

You can.

You can focus on that if tomorrow goes to plan.

It's a big opportunity to impress the people who can put the slice in their stores and make it a success.

This is the potential heart beat off the future business inside this prison and then the guys up against it.

They are gonna be under immense pressure cooking, serving restaurant quality food.

It sounds like a fucking recipe for disaster.

I just hope we can put off all right.