Hey! Hey! What are you chewing on?
It feels so funny.
In honor of Sausage Party, I'm showing the people of New York that our food has feelings.
We placed animatronic food in a real supermarket. The food was operated with remote controls.
Hey! What the f***? Hey! You just grabbed my face?
That is really funny.
Are you hitting on my friends and family?
You're not my type, kid.
Are you eating my nephew?
Oh, no! Don't do it! Put it down!
Spit him out!
What are your names?
Jonathan, Justin, and Marcos.
Jonathan, Justin, and Marcos—you sound like a terrible boy band.
I love your fried chicken, sir. It's delicious.
What are you guys looking at? Is there something more interesting than a talking cantaloupe over there?
Hey! Hey! Lady! Yeah, that's right.
You were reaching for Stove Top.
Oh, what the f***!
Yeah, what the f*** is right, buddy.
The bread is talking to me.
Did you get scared? Are you scared of a little piece of bread? Grow a pair.
I want you to watch. I want you to watch.
Don't do it.
This is your mom.
Don't do it—oh, God!!!
That's your mother!
That's gonna go straight to your ***.
I actually love sausage. I mean, come on, have you ever had a sausage before?
No, I'm not a cannibal. Have you ever eaten a hipster? How many hipsters you eaten?
It's a fake sausage, though.
Well, you're talking to it, so how fake am I, then?
I guess not that fake. But I'm still gonna eat, though.
You're an *******.
Don't eat cantaloupe.
You got it. But can I still have grapes?
Eat all the grapes you want then, ****heads. **ck the grapes. F*** them!
Stay away from my sausage, you skank!