Gordon quotes from Hell's Kitchen

While Carol and Andrea chew on their mistakes, in the blue kitchen, J is hoping to redeem himself.

(with a piece of undercooked salmon) J!

Yes, chef?

Come on, then! Look, it's still stone-cold. Back in the oven! Fucking hell...

J, I know you're busy, buddy, but how long on the salmon, my man?

Five minutes.

Give me the tuna! Give me the-

He said four minutes out. Can you make it four?

Everything you've touched so far, tonight, has been screwed.

(interview) J just lost his shit, man. He was just clamming up, didn't take control. He was burning the seafood, he was sending raw seafood.

That's called burnt salmon, not seared salmon!

(interview) It takes a real good chef to recover. (to J) You can really turn this around if you want to.

I know.

Wipe your face, wipe your face. [J wipes his face with his sleeve] With a rag!

J, where's the salmon?

Coming around. Right here, chef.

[finds out that the salmon is overdone] Hey, bozo, SAUCE! Come here, you. Put that down, come here, you. Come here, you! Get in there! GET IN!

Fuck.

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?

I'm here, chef.

It's not good enough, J!

I know, chef. I got no fucking excuse.

What's the matter with you?

I don't know. I'll fucking turn it on right now, chef.

I can't fucking go any further! Please, wake up!

Yes, chef!

I've got sauce on one, and two Dory on. LA?

(interview) It's almost like LA was half-asleep or something.

Come on, LA!

Come on! LA, wake up! Are you sleeping?

No, I'm...

She's dreaming. Come on, more (voice cracks) SAUCE, you silly cow!

(interview) He called me a cow. For the first time.

Don't cook all the fucking Dory in one pan unless you're boiling them, yes?

Yes, chef. (interview) In the real world, you wouldn't have someone yelling at you like that. You wouldn't have someone calling you a cow, a bitch. You wouldn't. 'Cause if someone in the real world called you a cow or a bitch, you would walk up to them and sock them in the face.

Come on LA, please!

30 seconds chef.

As LA tries to get up to speed, over in the blue kitchen...

J! Where's the other scallop?

Right here, chef.

Have you seen this shit?

Disastrous, isn't it?

I have had enough. [calls the blue team] Come here, you! Leave it here, PUT THAT DOWN! You, come here! You come here!

Yes, chef.

What is that? What IS that? What is that? That's us at our best, WHAT IS IT? Wait, it gets better. Look, touch that!

It's rubber, chef.

T-Oh, my GOD! Unbelievable-- [J goes to touch one of the scallops, and Ramsay knocks his hand away] No, no no no, NO! NO! [throws a scallop onto the floor and faces J towards the door] GET OUT! OUT, OUT, OUT! GET OUT! OUT, GET OUT! Take your jacket off, and FUCK OFF!

(interview) I guess I don't belong here, so... I'll be going home. I'm here for a reason, and it's my boy and my wife, so of course I'm disappointed. It was a tough day. (in the dorms) Oh...that's fucked up bro. (interview) My dream when I came to Hell's Kitchen was to win. So, uh, now it's time to move on and get my own restaurants going. You know, I don't need Chef Ramsay's opinion anymore, I've got it. [entering the taxicab] Tomorrow's another day! Let's do it. (interview) It's time for J Maxwell to do his own thing.

Where are the Wellingtons?

Five and a half minutes, chef.

I'm watching you like a fucking hawk.

I know you are, chef.

You know why? Do you know why?

I don't-I don't know, chef.

I want you out. You're not cutting it. You're dreaming.

(interview) It hurts. It hurts when someone goes at you like that.

Stop! Stop, stop, stop! Put that down. [finds that Ben has put fresh Wellingtons in a tray filled with burnt bits of pastry] Oh, my god! Look! Look!

(interview) Ben was struggling, just getting beat up by chef. Ben's just like J, in dinner service he just falls apart.

Come here, you! Get in there, get in! [Gordon leads Ben into the pantry] What's your fucking game?

No game, chef.

Tell me something straight. What are you doing?

Chef, I'm doing everything I can...

Why are you putting them on a dirty tray?

Chef, only because I was doing Wellington on them before, and I could not find any more...

And that's good enough for you?

No, it's not, chef.

Is it fucked?

It's not. I don't want to do it in a...

YOU DIRTY PIG!

Yes, chef.

CLEAN THE FUCKING TRAY!!

Yes, chef.

One more, and you're fucking history. GET IN!

(interview) Today, it took everything I had not to go up in my little coccoon. I just had to push forward.

DIRTY PIG!

My decision is... Ben. [Ben walks towards him and he decided not to send him home] I really want your jacket. (to both Ben and Lacey) I'm giving you one more chance.

Thank God.

Lacey, Ben, back in line. (to Lacey) Lacey.

Yes, chef.

You must... START working with your team!

Yes chef.

(to motivate all the blue team) Are all four of you capable of working together?

Yes chef!

I can't hear it.

YES CHEF!

Then do it! And do me a favor? Get out, the lot of you.

Leave it! Fucking hell, what is that?

Wha-I...

What is that, I said! Look at it! It's on fire!

Is this your well-done?

(tearfully) I don't know.

(interview) She was lost. [in mockery of Lacey] "I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON HERE, HUHU!!"

What's the matter with you?

I CAN'T COOK MEAT, CHEF!

What do you mean you can't cook meat?

Obviously I'm way too confused...

Hey madam, madam! Get out! GET OUT!

(interview) Can't handle the heat, get out the kit-CHEN!

[follows Lacey to the pantry] "I can't cook meat?"

I–I'm sorry. I just got really confused.

If you got confused, why didn't you say something?

I did and then Robert put the chicken and the chicken went on fire and...!

Why can't you just make the effort?

I'm trying to make an effort.

Do you want to come back in there and make an effort?

Yes, chef.

Well, wake up and get a grip! Come on! [leads Lacey out of the pantry]

It's over an hour into dinner service, and while Ben and Lacey struggle to get out entrées...

I need you right now.

You need to put me on something easier than fucking wellingtons.

Robert has managed to handle the appetizers on his own.

C'mon, guys! Let's fucking do it!

Let's go, move! We got this!

Come on guys, keep pushing! (interview) All I heard was "RRRRRIIIP!"

(to Gordon) Robert's ass is hanging out all over the place.

(interview) "Ooh, I feel a little breeze on the back of my ass!" I'll cook in my boxer shorts, I don't give a shit.

Damn!

Oh, my God!

Hmm... Fuck me!

Come here, all of you! What is that? Fucking bone's thicker than the meat! WHAT IS THAT?

I DON'T KNOW, CHEF!

[throws the lamb in the bin] It's not GOOD ENOUGH! GET OUT! YOU'RE not good enough! PISS OFF! [follows Lacey into the pantry] Madam, look at me. Let's be honest, you're done. You can't waste my time any longer!

I agree.

Give me your jacket, and leave Hell's Kitchen. And go in there, and say goodbye. Properly, say it properly! Let's go.

[to the blue team] Thank you for everything!

(interview) There's a small violin, just for Lacey. [blows a raspberry] She sucks. Adios, biatch.

Piss off! Let's go! Step up a gear.

(interview) On one hand, it's a relief. I can get back to my normal life. [packing her suitcase] Now I can get some sleep at night. (interview) But you know, another part of me wishes to stay and learn more and have that chance to win but unfortunately I fucked up tonight and I can only look back on the positive things which there weren't many for me. You know, my mom told me when I came here, "Don't make enemies." and that's the first thing I did and kept doing the whole time I was here. Sorry mom, I should've listened.

Where's the lamb, please? [Checks on the mashed potato in the pot and gives it back to L.A.] Stone-Cold. Come on! It's not good enough! Bland, cold, horrible mashed potato!

(interview) Chef was on, L.A. 'cuz she was a little late, I don't know what happened. All I know is she didn't have a good day today.

Wake up!

Yes, chef.

Where's the chicken?

It's coming right now!

Yeah, so is Christmas, madam. Where's the chicken?

Where did it go? Somebody grabbed it!

WHAT?! I'll fucking squeeze out of you! WHERE'S THE CHICKEN?!

The person leaving Hell's Kitchen... is... Carol... Andrea... back in line. L.A., take your jacket off, please? And leave Hell's Kitchen. [L.A. gives chef her jacket and shakes hands with her] Thank you.

(departing interview) I definitely think Chef Ramsay made the wrong decision. Anything I did in there: I did the best of my ability. I'm big on not showing an emotions in a kitchen. Emotions are weakness. And I will never be weak. Never.

Oh Ben!

Chef!?

[returns the sauce to the workstation] Right, all three of you [Ben, Danny & Robert] come here. Here we go. [with spoons] Taste time! Quick, quick, dig in there, yes? Dig in. Make sure you take a nice big mouthful. Big mouthful. Mmmmmm. [spits out the sauce as does Robert]

(interview) I spit it right out, it was disgusting.

Hey, salty soup! You're just reheating it!

Yes.

So, how can you fuck it?!

It was bland before I over reduced it, it's my fault, I should've tasted it chef.

You're clumsy! You salted it!

Yes chef.

You over seasoned it!

Yes I did, chef.

You didn't over reduce it!

(interview) I'm a soldier, that's why I say yes chef.

One beef salad. Entrées: one bass, one New York steak.

Yes, chef!

Yes, madam?

Totally flat. No flavor on the carpaccio. This the second time I've had to reorder.

Okay, thank you. (to the blue team) Hey, get the veal along please, yes? Let's go.

Chef! [whistles to Gordon]

(to the woman) Right! Don't whistle at me, I'm not your fucking dog, yeah? You look more like a dog than I do. Fuck off, will you?

Oh dear. Excuse me! Oh, dear! Let's go, come down! Hurry up! Taste them. There, there you go, there's a nice big slice for you. Aw, fuck it!

Hard and raw chef.

Fucking hell! [throws the potatoes away] Why are the potatoes crunchy? Who cooked them then?

I did chef. If they go in the oven when the order comes in, they should be fully cooked. (interview) I don't know why they didn't cook. I never cooked potatoes that long before I sliced that thin.

(To Jean-Philippe) Hey, come in here you! Have I got news for you, yeah? Tell him then, tell him! HE'S GOING TO GO AND EXPLAIN TO THE CUSTOMER!!

What's happening?

The potatoes are undercooked. If they go in when the order comes in, they should be fine.

What's undercooked?

Say that again?!

If she [Andrea] fires it when the order comes in, when it's ready to go -

Au-gratin dauphinois need to be cooked before service!

Yes, chef.

Now you're blaming her.

I'm not blaming her chef.

Hey, Andrea, she's trying to sabotage. She can't even tur -

I'm not.

What?

I'm not sabotaging.

(interview) I was embarrassed for Carol. She's pointing out other people's mistakes. Point me out! I dare you!

Here's the next question, how long then til they cook?

Maybe ten minutes.

Oh, look how cool she is! She said "maybe ten minutes"!

(interview) They should've been done. Why didn't they cook?

(to the customers) Maybe ten minutes everybody, for your Au-gratin dauphinois!! (to Carol) Look at them, the poor souls! Are you stupid?!

No, chef. I'm not.

Bullshit! [throws his towel away]

(interview) Those potatoes! I was embarrassed for Carol.

Why didn't they cook to begin with?

Chef, yes, I cooked them in the cream for an hour.

WHAT?!

Yes.

You cooked them in the cream for an hour?

In boiling cream for an hour.

Crunchy gratin dauphinois. Useless.

What is that on there?

I just poured more cream on it and I'm going to put it back in.

My God! Oh, Jesus Christ! [gets the potatoes and dumps them all in the bin] Are you mad...

No, chef.

(interview) There were no saving those potatoes. None whatsoever. They just looked like shit. They looked like fucking shit! It was awful.

I wouldn't even serve that to a fucking pig farm, madam. Forget it. [throws the tray into the sink] You don't care, do you? Because if you did care, you wouldn't serve me that crap! This is supposed to be your exciting menu! Really?

(interview) I feel completely awful. This is such a great dish and I fucking ruined it!

I expect you, you and you to come up with an ALTERNATIVE! Sautéed potatoes, green pota- COME UP WITH ONE! It's your menu! You all look like this. [holds his finger up towards his mouth] No. COME UP WITH ONE!