Yes, sir

Dube:

[Dube, after running through the hotel lobby with a leaking cooler of lobster, quickly empties the cooler in a sink. Water, ice, and lobsters come gushing out into the sink and onto the surrounding counter. Some of the water, ice and one of the lobsters fall on the floor]
Oh, Shit! Oh, sorry, sir. Head Chef:
Ten Alive, twelve are dead. Paul Rusesabagina:
All Right... But save the shells. Fill them with... a stuffing. The good meat and something local. Head Chef:
Cassava? Paul Rusesabagina:
And... the fish? Head Chef:
And tipali? Paul Rusesabagina:
- Yes, We'll call it "Fresh Lobster in a Cassava and Tipali Crust." Dube? Dube:
Style, sir? Paul Rusesabagina:
Yes, sir