Narrator quotes from Hell's Kitchen

As the bad news continues to pour into the red kitchen...

I'm pulling the scallops now.

...Chef Ramsay shifts his attention back to the blue kitchen.

How long for the risotto?

Risotto's two more minutes chef.

Desperate to witness something...

There's nothing coming out!

...anything positive.

There's nine of you fucking standing there playing with yourselves. [Gaurav sticks his finger into the risotto and tastes it] Oh, no! Hey you. Hey, hey, come here you. We do not stick our fingers in the fucking food, lick it, and then go back inside! What is this?!

Sorry, chef.

Does anyone have any respect for the customers standing behind me?

I'll get a grip, chef.

Don't worry about getting a grip. Next time, YOU'RE OUT!

(interview) Are you kidding me? You're going to not take my risotto just because I checked the rice and then finally cleaned my finger with my tongue?

Get it together!

Yes, chef.

Back in the Blue kitchen, DeMarco is trying to prove he can complete the simple task of searing a tuna.

Let's go.

Chef, tuna. (interview) I do know how to sear tuna. There's an incredible amount of pressure in this fucking place.

(checks DeMarco's tuna) DeMarco! Did the pan make a hissing noise?

Yes, chef.

Congratulations, that's seared tuna!

Yes, chef. (interview; claps) Yes! [smiles]

In the Red kitchen...

THE APPETIZER SECTION IS A FRICKIN' DISASTER!

Yes, chef!

Chef Ramsay is still waiting for Nicole and Simone to deliver an acceptable lobster risotto.

(to Joy) How does that make you feel?

Disappointed chef.

Oh, fuck.

(interview) It's one thing to be frustrated, but I think Nicole is feeling a little bit defeated.

Walking with the risotto. [brings her risotto to the pass]

(interview) You know, Nicole? If you feel like you have no more to give, then maybe you should go home.

[returns and slams the risotto on the workstation] All of you, stop. That is so fucking peppery, it's actually started discolouring. (to Simone and Nicole) You two, get out. (to Rochelle) Rochelle, get on the appetisers. (to Joy) Joy, get on the fucking appetisers.

Yes, chef.

And now, the continuation of Hell's Kitchen.

Blue team, get out of here.

(interview) It's just a weird relief to have Mike gone. Chef Ramsay, you have made the wisest decision ever, thank you so much for eliminating this scourge on the blue team.

In the Blue kitchen, Gabriel is unusually quiet.

Let's go, guys.

Gabriel, I miss your happy humor.

Maybe, a little too quiet.

I don't like this whole quiet thing.

I'm focused.

(interview) Gabriel is just like moping around like, I don't know. I don't know what he's dealing with, but he better snap out of it before dinner service starts.

You seem depressed. You don't seem focused. I don't like it.

What's on your mind, Gabriel?

Do you want me to kiss you?

I don't know.

(standing near the pantry) Gabriel, two seconds please.

(interview) Man, the service hasn't started yet, I'm about to get my ass chewed.

One big concern I have with you is that there's no fightback.

Yes, chef.

When you get in the weeds tonight, honestly you bounce back. You're still in the game. I have not given up on you.

I haven't given up chef.

Nothing would make me happier to see you rise and absolutely nail the service tonight, okay?

Yes, chef.

Let's go.

In the Blue kitchen, Rochelle is ready with her first entrées.

Oh, fucking hell. That is pink.

Well, almost ready.

Rochelle?

Yes, chef?

Pink chicken. Come on, get it back in the oven or a pan! Braise it, let's go! Pink!

(interview) You just do not fucking serve raw chicken. That's just 101.

(to Rochelle) How long on your chicken refire?

I need thirty seconds. Sorry guys, that will not happen again.

One salmon, you have to walk with that welli.

And while Kashia hustles her salmon to the pass,

Wellingtons, where are they?

Ten minutes left on those two wellingtons.

Ten minutes?

Yes, chef.

Anton appears to be in no particular hurry.

Is there any way you guys can talk to each other? She's [Kashia] running over the salmon, (to Kashia; points to Anton) he's fucking ten minutes away!

(interview) What do you do when there's no protein? You're standing there and waiting to get cursed out some more because that's all you can do. These two men, they suck!

(goes to Kashia's station and returns her salmon) Hey, here's your salmon. You cooked them properly this time, unfortunately, you're miles away.

Thanks to Anton, Kashia must sacrifice her perfectly cooked salmon and cook another one. Meanwhile, back in the Blue kitchen...

[while cutting her wellingtons] Oh, I think I need a bread knife.

(goes to Rochelle's station) Wait, Rochelle.

Rochelle's wellingtons have caught Chef Ramsay's eye.

(interview) Oh, crap! Please, please be perfectly cooked. Please be cooked at all. Do not be blue or purple inside.

(slicing the wellingtons) Perfect. Absolutely perfect.

Okay.

Sauce, please.

Okay.

You've never worked in a professional kitchen on the line before you come here?

Never ever.

You cook like you've been working in a kitchen for five years.

Oh, thank you chef. (interview) To be complimented by Chef Ramsay, I mean for him to take me seriously as a potential candidate for a head chef, [brings her sauce to the pass] Walking with my wellington sauce. (interview) that blows my mind. It really does.

Rochelle, that's beautifully cooked.

Yes!

Thank you chef.

Back in the Red kitchen, Kashia is ready once again with her salmon.

[brings her salmon to the pass] Two salmon.

Two salmon, two fucking wellington!

But is Anton ready with his beef wellingtons?

I need two wellingtons cut.

Wellingtons, are they ready to go?

They're sitting right there, cut them off for me, please.

(slicing the wellingtons) Shit.

These are overcooked.

Yeah, fuck.

Wellington, let's go!

(slicing another wellington) That's overcooked too, man. Those are all over.

Oh, god-damn it!

Hello?!

Those are my two newest. I've got a replacement.

Hey, hey, hey anything?!

I'm checking! There are some of them that are over chef! I'm working on it right now!

(interview) It was like a little wellington cemetery tonight for sure. Like, you know how expensive those things are?

(goes to Anton's station) Stop! All of you, stop! Anton, these are not a little over.

That's way over, yes. Obviously, I screwed it up with the oven. Next door's oven, I got it down bad, this one I screwed it up.

Oh, fuck me.

(interview) I just don't understand making an excuse for an oven, or whatever. I mean, it doesn't matter.

What is your process?

Normally next door, it's 18 minutes, five minutes on the side. I let it rest for another five minutes--.

Stop yelling at me! I've told them it's 14 minutes. Done, that's it.

I understand that chef. (interview) Don't think I'm going to let some little girl get into my face and start ripping a new ass, because you got issues on being a woman in the kitchen. (to Sous-chef Andi) I was just saying that this is way overcooked.

Stop talking back!

(interview) You will not break me and I'm going to just going to piss you off more on purpose.

Anton, fucking pull it together!

I have it together, chef!

[angrily gets into Anton's face] DON'T YOU FUCKING TALK BACK TO ME!! DON'T YOU EVER TALK BACK TO ME!

I'm not talking back to you!

YES, YOU ARE! Pull it together! You're fucking doing this on purpose!

Anton, cut it yo!

(interview) He crossed the line. She's in charge. Unh-unh, you don't do that. You don't even rock like that.

Shut up and say "Yes, chef!"

Yes, chef.

Anton, come here! [throws his spoon away; leads Anton to the pantry]

(interview) Anton's out of control, he's going down in flames.

Get in here!

(interview) I don't see it getting any better for him here.

[angrily slams the door] What the fuck are you doing?! You've got to keep it together!

I do have it together, I have a clear head on it.

But the wellingtons are way out of control! You're not communicating, your head's in the fucking sand, and at this moment now I need you to rise and get it back together!

Yes, chef.

Let's go!

Yes, chef!

Back in the Blue kitchen, communication and teamwork are at an all-time high.

Walking wellington garnish in twenty seconds.

Last table, guys. Salmon, wellington yes?

Yes, chef!

Wellington. (brings her wellingtons to the pass)

Salmon walking behind. (brings his salmon to the pass)

(brings his garnishes to the pass) Walking with garnish.

Two wellington?

Two wellington.

Blue team!

Yes, chef?

All of you, come here!

Hey you guys, come up here.

(interview) Oh, fuck! What went wrong?

Just look at the standard. Seriously, I had some good services in my time in Hell's Kitchen, but nothing quite as good as tonight. That is immaculate. Great job. Well done.

Thank you chef.

Great job, team. (interview) WHOOOO! Best service so far. Holy shit, I called it, too! I mean, I can jump into the Red team tomorrow and have a great service. I can jump back into the Blue team mid-service and have a great service. (to Rochelle) Told you I'd make a difference on your team!

You did!

(interview) Everybody's just like a bunch of slobs and a lot of fuck-ups! We really gotta get it together. [to the blue team] Coming up next! LISTEN TO ME, PLEASE! Coming up next! Listen to me, please! Coming up next: four florentines, one French toast from this side, one crepe! That's the next order, okay?

Finally, someone fucking organizing them [the blue team]!

(interview) Felt like I was doing orchestra. (singing) French toast, crepes, florentine. How long? French toast, crepes, florentine. How long? French toast, crepes, florentine. How long? (talking) It felt good, man!

Under conductor Sterling's masterful direction, the blue team gets back into harmony.

Let's cook and do it with a fucking smile, man!

With two dishes remaining, Aaron's on his own to identify the alligator.

(to Aaron) We got this! Come on!

(interview) Oh my God. This is a really spicy dish. [to the blue team] It's so fucking covered up with shit!

That's a Cajun dish, man! It's alligator! Alligator! (interview) Man, I'm from the dirty South! That's alligator right off the damn dome, you know?!

Buffalo!

No!

Fuck!

Alligator, man! It's Cajun!

(interview) Sterling is yelling, "Alligator," but nobody is listening to him. I'm like, "Yes! This is the perfect time for you guys to ignore his ass!"

Chicken!

No!

FUCK!

No, alligator, man!

Come on!

Alright, Sterling! (interview) Sterling, I'm sure you're right right now! [to Gordon] Alligator!

YES!

(to Aaron) Thank you! THANK YOU! (interview) You ain't from the South if you can't recognize that shit there!

Meanwhile, back in the red kitchen...

(to Roe) Branzino and salmon garnish, you can go on that.

...Sade on fish is doing her part to keep the entrées flowing.

Can I walk this?

Yes, baby, you're up there! I'm ready.

Let's go! Wait, wh–where's the garnish?

What?

Salmon and branzino.

But Roe on garnish can't seem to keep up.

What's up?! You said you had it! (interview) It is so frustrating to have all of my proteins cooked perfectly, ready to go up, and I do not have cauliflower that is ready. It's extremely irritating.

Where's the cauliflower?

(to Roe) I can't walk the protein before the garnish. Come on, you got that?

You're not the only one I'm fighting for.

(interview) Bitch, are you serious? Please!

Red team! What did I say at the beginning of service?!

Quick service, chef!

(to the red team) Hey! All of you, come here! All of you! One, two, three, four, five. Yeah? And one ticket left in the blue.

Yes, chef!

We're just destroying ourselves! So lackadaisical!

(interview) Chef Ramsay said that we're lackadaisical. As soon as I find out what that means, I'm gonna make sure that I'm never that way again!

Whose is this dish, here?

[raises hand] It's my dish.

From the red team, Sterling has served panko-breaded crab cakes with frisée salad.

The key ingredient I used was love.

(to Sterling) What does love taste like?

You're tasting it now.

(interview) Guess what? Love's not a fucking ingredient, asshole! No way they picked Sterling's dish. If I had to describe Sterling's crab cake in one word, it'd be fast food.

On order, and obviously not away, two risotto, two scallops.

Heard chef!

Scallops are not going to be a problem today.

Fernando on the fish station...

Why are you seasoning the scallops?

I'm sorry, chef?

...has jumped the gun.

You fucking heard me! Why are you seasoning scallops? [Fernando doesn't answer] What a fucking idiot!

And Chef Ramsay has something to say about that.

All of you, come here.

(interview) Oh, fuck! Here we go.

I'm going to call out the orders and after the first show, we're going to start cooking. You're seasoning the scallops. Why?

I forgot about that.

You forgot? We haven't even started and you just forgot, just like that. Hey Blue team, fucking wake up will you?

Yes, chef.

Listen!

I will chef. Fuck!

I just, I don't fucking get it!

While Fernando...

Fucking muppet!

Begins dinner service already in the doghouse...

With Bret's soggy salmon killing the blue team's momentum, over in the red kitchen...

Monique! You have to get all that done! Can you do it?!

I'm working it right now. I'm ready.

...Monique's struggles on garnish has the ladies' first order of wellingtons and lamb dying at the pass.

Let's go, Mo!

Yes, chef! Lamb garnish!

Have you tasted any of your garnish?

Yes, chef. I've been tasting.

[to Gordon as he checks the garnish] You all right with that?

[touches eggplant] It's fucking raw. (to red team) Hey! There's nothing worse than a bitter, raw eggplant, yeah? It's just solid! Just...[slams fist on table] it's just solid! Look!

Yes, chef.

Oh, yes. Oh y–Oh, YES?! OH, NO! IS ANYONE ENGAGING?!

YES, CHEF!

DRIVE HER THEN!