Boys: Hey Chef!
Chef: Dude, fuck me, it's Chef!
Butters: Well, what's so special about him? [Cartman knocks on Butters' head with his lunch tray]
Present Cartman: Hello? Hello Butters? You been living under a rock?! He's dead, you fucking idiot! Dead!
Butters: ...Oh yeah
Chef: [to Cartman and Butters] Children, there's no need for violence… what's this about someone dead?
Present Cartman: [gasp] Uh, nothing, uh hi, I'm Carl Casper and this is John Lennon.
Chef: John Lennon? Now, why would your parents give you a name like that?
Present Cartman: Well, what's wrong with having Lennon as your last name?
Chef: Nothing, that is just complete Irony! But to give your son the name of someone who only got assassinated 8 years before…
Present Cartman: Hey, maybe they just liked John Lennon and decided to name John in dedication! Also, It works cause his last name is Lennon
Chef: Well, I guess you're right
Butters: Yeah, that's right
Clyde: Hey! Can you guys hurry up? We're starving back here!
Chef: Oh fudge! Well, what will it be? Salisbury Steak or Spaghetti Bolognese?
Present Cartman: I'll take the Salisbury Steak please
Butters: I'll take the spaghetti bolognaise [Chef serves the children their food and they leave]
Chef: {to himself} Y'know, there's something about that Carl Casper that reminds me of someone, but I just can't put my finger on it!