[After failing to serve a single entrée, Gordon has finally had enough with the blue team]
[checks Brendan's seabass] Oh, come on. Brendan, it's raw.
(to Brendan) COME ON, BRO! REALLY? (interview) Brendan, you suck! You suck!
STOP! It's just got worse. Not one entrée has left together yet. NOT ONE! (Chino) You fucked me on the risotto! (Tommy) You screwed me on the duck and now I got a raw bass! What are you going to do now? Any suggestions? [the blue team doesn't answer] I've got one big suggestion! [points to every member of the Blue team] You, you, you, you, you, FUCK OFF OUT OF HERE! GET UPSTAIRS!
(interview) What the fuck, man? It is so frustrating, dude. It made us look like a bunch of little sissy-ass bitches, man.
(calls to the red team) Ladies?
I need four of you in here finishing the blue team. Any of you.
[Monterray bangs his right arm on a workstation in anger]
(interview) Having another person coming in to finish what I fucking started is the most infuriating slap in the face, literally "taking your dick out and whipping it across my chin" feeling that I have ever had in my life.
[The entire Blue Team goes outside to smoke after returning to the dorms]
[angrily throws water bottle] FUCK!
I didn't sign up for this, bro. Send my ass home, bro.
BBrendan
Absolutely nothing came out right.
People just don't know how to fucking cook. (interview) That was, like, the biggest pussy bullshit I've ever experienced in my life, man. [to his teammates] I've never been kicked out of a kitchen, bro.
It's EMBARRASSING! [points at Brendan] HE CAN'T FUCKING COOK! [points at Chino] HE DIDN'T GET THE FUCKING RISOTTO OUT!
I didn't sign up for this! I signed up to win! We're all supposed to be professional chefs, right?
RIGHT? SO, WHAT THE FUCK?
I'm not happy about it either.
You think you're pissed? I'm pissed too, all right? We just got our asses kicked in a big game.
I don't like to lose! This is the only thing I'm good at, bro! (interview) I did not come out of here to be made a fool of! That's too much for me! (in the dorms) No, this is some fucking - [kicks something] (to his teammates) Do you realize that they're all in our kitchen right now serving our guests?
We're getting whooped by a bunch of fucking chicks in there! (interview) We just got schooled, man! We should've had a fucking pen and a piece of paper. We should've been taking notes. We just got our asses fucking kicked, bro. (to his teammates) Like, come on, man!
[During the Mommy and Me team challenge]
[Elizabeth sends the quesadilla, which cooked by Jamie, to the pass]
[checks the quesadilla] It's burnt. It's chewy. [Returns to workstation] Ladies! LADIES! COME HERE, ALL OF YOU! Would you serve that, to your baby?
Unbelievable! [Sees Jamie wiping her face with kitchen napkins] Jamie, STOP SULKING LIKE A FUCKING BABY! The babies are out there, not in here! [slams the tray on the workstation] Start again!
[Carrie and Jennifer bring their meat entrées to the pass]
Why do we have a kid's burger?
It's not even on the ticket.
Neither is the wellington.
[returns the entrées to the workstation] All of you, come here! It's the first freaking ticket of the night. Two bass, two New York strip, one lamb, one cod.
No burger, no wellington.
(interview) Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Your first ticket. Jennifer, THIS IS EMBARRASSING! Half the dining room is filled with children! PATHETIC!!
(interview) I'm mortified that I was even a part of this. I will not go down for Carrie. I should have just pushed her away and had her do something else.
We're waiting on the lamb.
Are you standing there with your hands on your hip while we're trying to put this ticket out?!
I better see you cooking something.
(interview) Elise is always yelling at me.
I'm not going to let her get to me. I know I can cook. I know I'm good.
How long through on the window?
Garnish, let's go! Here we go! 30seconds to the window!
It's coming up right now.
Service. Where's the lamb?
Let's go! Garnish please. [sees that the lamb was raw] Look at this. Ah, fuck me. It's raw! (returns to the workstation)
No, it's right there. She's got the other one.
You've got to be kidding me, guys!
[touches the raw lamb] Know that- that- okay.
STOP! [letting Carrie out of his way] Leave me alone! [sounding as if he might cry] All of you come here! Look at the fucking state of this!
I thought it looked good.
(interview) I honestly think that Carrie doesn't have all her marbles.
(to Carrie) Why are you doing this to me?
I saw this and I thought it was okay, chef -
"I saw this." It's not even hot, it's raw! RAW! [slams the lamb on the counter] SHIT! [throws the lamb away; calls Gina] Gina - please!
Take this... useless brigade... around every fricking table... and I want a sincere apology on the back of your crap performance! Piss off! Every one of them!
[Red team exits the kitchen to apologize with the hungry customers]
Why don't you explain to this table? Did you look all these children? They're all famished.
We sincerely apologize about your entrées. (interview) It was humiliating apologizing to the tables when I felt like it wasn't my fault.
We're sorry, we don't have any entrées right now.
MDMale diner
[whispering] Wow!
(interview) Yes, we're a team, but you can only do so much when you have a broken leg.
[while returning to the red kitchen] Ladies, our promise it will not happen again, okay?
That was the first useful thing you have done tonight. It's also the last. Get out of here! All of you! [The Read Team leaves the kitchen] And hang your heads in shame! Because you absolutely suck! PISS OFF! Embarrassing! And on family night! YOU CERTAINLY DON'T CARE ABOUT THE CHILDREN!
YMYoung male diner
"Shut it down!"
[Gordon returns to the workstation with wellingtons brought up by Christina Wilson]
It's still the same fucking table, all of you come here.
Look! (grabs a wellington) It's like fucking snot! There's just no thought! Shut it down and fucking clean up.
Fuck. [Gordon throws his towel on the workstation]
[Gordon checks on cod brought up by Briana]
I got a half portion of fucking cod. Where's the other half gone?
Stop, all of you! [raises a piece of cod] That's barely a portion and where's that going?
Ugh! I didn't realize they shrink down that much, chef.
It's a bit like your brain. Not only it has shrunk, but it has disappeared! Can I have two New York strip and two full portions of cod?!
[The blue team has served several pizza, Gordon is awaiting for pizza from the red team]
There's a lovely young lady waiting for her pizza. COME ON TIFFANY!
Yes, chef! (interview) I really hate cooking for children. Kids don't know what fine dining is... so their opinions really don't matter to me (laughs).
(looking underneath the pizza dough It's burnt. Look. Just cut that part.
I don't give a shit. (interview) I really don't like kids at all.
Coming right out chef. [bring the pizza to the pass]
The idea of a pizza is to serve first.
This side is alright, [looks underneath the pizza] but I don't want to eat that.
It's for kids! Fuck me. (to Tiffany) Stop!
Now we're sending burnt pizza. Not crispy and delicious. Fucking burnt. Burnt with bits of shit in there. What is going on?? All of you get a grip.
Ow! Just hit me in the head! (Flashback to Tiffany hit in the head) Ow!
[The red team has begun the entrées]
(interview) Robyn is acting as crazy as fuck right now. I honestly think she's still holding a grudge for the challenge about that fucking ribeye.
Kimmie, lets me when you're walking, okay.
Euh, give me just one second.
Two minutes, chef, two minutes. These steaks are fucking huge. Not my fault. Not my fault, dude.
(interview and double flips at the camera) Really? Kimmie doesn't know what she's fucking doing. Fucking bitch!
I got it. I got it. [both Kimmie and Robyn bringing the food to the pass] Bitch!
(to Chef Ramsay) You're alright with that?
No. Nowhere near. Oh Jesus!
Robyn (interview): Here we go, it's going down. Kimmie is going to get yelled at. This is going to be fun folks. Get the popcorn, because it's about to get good.
Come here. Hey look. We can't even get a steak cooked. It's badly sliced. Who did what here? Kimmie, Robyn, look at me, who done it then?
Looked at the way it's [the steak] sliced. It's like it's be cut with a spoon. It's not even sliced there. And then next to it, where's the filet? That's cooked beautifully, it's sliced beautifully.
(interview) HELL YEAH! I knew my shit was right. Robyn is fucking up and I just outshined her.
Excuse me, chef? I have something to say.
Unfortunately, I am not going to be staying here for this challenge. I'm going to be leaving.
You happy to throw the towel in so quickly?
I have some personal issues; unfortunately, I have to.
I'm not going to stop you. Please go back up to the dorms, pack your stuff, and leave Hell's Kitchen.
Man, right on the team challenge, this stupid bitch backs out. Bitch, you going to back out doing of a competition? If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen. That bitch folded like a piece of wet paper towel.
What is that? Fucking muppets! All of you. All of you. All of you!
Taste that! Hurry up, Jessica! Haven't you got time to piss around! I mean--.
Yes, chef. Coming through.
What's the first thing you taste?
White wine chef. (interview) Come on, Mary. Get it together. That's basic shit.
(to Mary) How much wine did you put in?
I put in just a few squirts chef.
So you'll have to reduce it down!
Yes, chef. Yes, chef. (interview) Ugh.
Get a pan on, start the risotto. Come on!
Too much white wine in there again. All of you.
Taste that. Hurry up. Taste.
How won't I taste the white wine in there again? (to Danielle) Have you got a drinking problem?
The first thing that you can taste in there is fucking white wine! (knocks his hand on the workstation)
DDanielle
Yes, chef. So you want about a tablespoon?
You have to burn off the alcohol!
DDanielle
Yes, chef. (interview) I'm great on what I do. But this is fucking hard. I mean harder than hard.
Can someone teach these two fucking idiots how to make a fucking risotto?!
That's raw? Oh, fuck me. (calls Nedra in the dining room) Nedra, come here. Hurry up!
(returns to the kitchen) Yes, chef.
(returns to the workstation) All of you! ALL OF YOU!
(raises one lamb) What the fuck is that?
Who sent me raw lamb on the signature dishes? Who as that?
It's a joke for you, isn't it?
(throws the lamb away) All of you, get out!
Get out! I'M DONE! Get out!
(interview) Like we're all talented . We're all good at what we do...
(interview) It shouldn't be that hard.
Where would you like it, chef?
[checks her chicken; finds that it's raw] Pink fucking chicken. (returns to the workstation) Ladies!
(Interview) Raw chicken, like seriously?
Pink chicken. Undercooked, and pink.
[throws his spoon on the workstation as everyone stands around unresponsive] WAKE UP! Come on, Jacqueline!
Bounce back guys, leave it in the water longer.
There are some things you can't do in a kitchen...
...and that's serving raw chicken!
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