Gordon quotes from Hell's Kitchen

[interview] You can't have the meat standing there, or the fish sat there, waiting for the vegetables. Why should everything else suffer?

Red team, three quarters of your diners really enjoyed the appetizers but nearly half your diners didn't receive their main course. In fact - and this is a real first for me - one of your tables was so frustrated, they phoned for a fucking pizza. And guess what? They ate it - and the main course still hadn't come out! That is one not to forget.

Dewberry, you're going tonight for one very simple reason: you're a coward. And you turned your back on your team after you screwed them.

Jeff, well, I had to laugh at the end when he called me an arsehole. I've been called far worse than that. [hangs Jeff's jacket] Wendy, well it's about time I put you out of your misery. [hangs Wendy's jacket]

Andrew, can you hear me, you jumped-up little politician, can you hear me? [contestants chuckle] Oh good, that's working. Jimmy, what's it like to be slim? He definitely can't hear me.

Jimmy, don't eat my fingers.

[on making a soufflé] When they work, it's a dream come true. But when they don't work, it's a huge disappointment.

(to Maribel, after she spilled the spaghetti) Oh my God almighty. Right now, here's what I suggest you do: buy a restaurant and put one table in there. Any more than that, you'd be fucked!

Ladies, just come here. Just stand there and tell what you see in the dining room. [crosses over to the blue kitchen] Hey, you, hello? Gabe. You, (to Tom) Sinbad. Shut it. (to Giacomo) Mop-head, hello? Just come here all four of you. Just stand there and tell what you see in the dining room. Right in front of your very own eyes, a death of a restaurant. [cuts to the empty dining room] Pathetic. Shut it down!

Not only did Joanna serve rancid crab that could've seriously made a customer ill, she completely gave up, screwed her team, and if you can't handle one individual section, you got no chance of running a business.

Your palates are shit, so taste everything on this platter.

Let me just tell you something: The customers are deciding which team is winning this evening. Your fate is in their hands, yet you still send crap! One more dish back, and I'm going to fucking shut it down. Now get a grip!

They are getting fucking married! I can't stop the church!

Brad, tonight you were shit. In fact, you were worse than shit. You complemented shit.

You should be ashamed of yourselves. We're not talking about a couple of hundred dollars. We're in for thousands of dollars there, carelessly just put in the trash as if... no-one gives a fuck. You all better start giving a damn. Now go and get showered, and meet me in the kitchen; you stink!