Blue team! Two halibut, two lamb!
Walking with the halibut!
[to Gordon as he brings fish to the pass] Two halibut.
Lamb! [Sterling doesn't respond] No answer. LAMB!!
Lamb is one minute off! It's too rare, chef!
One minute off?! Oh my God!
That was too rare, but I got one! I got one ready! By the time I cut this, I'll be ready!
(to Sterling) If it's not good, don't slice it.
Wait, check. Check it. Check first. It's raw! Don't slice it more! Just put it back!
(interview; facepalms) Oh, no. What have I done now, man?
(to Sterling) Hey, you! FUCK-WIT! Come here, you! Get me the fucking lamb! Get me the lamb!
ALL OF YOU, COME HERE!! HURRY UP, FERNANDO! [places raw lamb next to the halibut] Look how we are reverting to cooking.
[Gordon separates the halibut to show the raw center and slams his fist onto the plate; Sterling slams both fists down]
[throws fish onto the floor] SHIT!! HEY, ALL OF YOU! CAN YOU SLOW IT DOWN AND GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER?!
On order, and obviously not away, two risotto, two scallops.
Scallops are not going to be a problem today.
Fernando on the fish station...
Why are you seasoning the scallops?
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.
(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?
You forgot? We haven't even started and you just forgot, just like that. Hey Blue team, fucking wake up will you?
I just, I don't fucking get it!
Begins dinner service already in the doghouse...
Oh, dear. Interesting night. I mean, different night. Because while one kitchen continued to excel, the other took a step backwards. Congratulations, blue team. Great service! [To elaborate: Gordon never returned any of the blue team's food in this service, for any reason]
BTBlue team
Thank you, chef.
Red team! The blue team finished seven tickets in front of you! Frank, what happened?
I didn't accept help, because I wanted to tell--literally show what I got, to try to get back into it. I just kept on trying to fight back and fight back, and I just--I fucked up my team and I didn't mean to do that. I feel like a piece of shit, and I apologize to everyone here, including yourself and the customers, and Steven Tyler.
(to Gordon) Risotto, behind you!
[after touching the risotto and cutting into the lobster] Blue team!
COME HERE! Just touch that! Touch it!
Oh my God. That's from the fridge, man!
Hey, hey, team! Touch it!
Fucking cold. (interview) What the fuck is going on?! Aaron, how do you send a cold lobster?
Scallops are undercooked.
...fucking lobster tail in!
Come on, man! Just tell us what you need! How–how long?
(to Aaron) Put it on the burner, bro.
No, I don't have to, dude! You don't throw cold lobster tail in! (interview) Every time Bryant touches something on my station, it's fucked!
I didn't touch your lobster tail. Take ownership! I didn't–I put it in right here in your butter. (interview) Aaron can't cook to save his life! [to Aaron] Calm the fuck down, dude. (interview) That's how you wanna be a team? Alright, man. Fuck you! I'm not doing none of your shit now!
[Brendan and Cameron have returned to the blue kitchen to fire a late appetizer]
Yes, chef. (interview) I need to fight back, you know? I want to show Chef Ramsay that I'm sorry that I gave him shit!
[Michael and Josh point at Cameron and Brendan cooking with a pan with nothing in it]
Hey, hey, hey! Stop! STOP!! (to Michael) What did I ask you to do?
The scallops aren't even in the pan, right? And look. I got the dressed salad!
(interview) Michael, we are going down in flames right now because of you!
I DON'T KNOW WHERE TO GO! I DON'T KNOW WHERE TO FUCKING GO!!
Let's go, boys! We have to come back! Come on!
(to Milly) Fuck it, I got it.
I got it! (to Gordon) Scallops at the window.
[flips over scallops and sees them raw underneath] Ah, fucking hell. (to blue team) Hey, hey. STOP! [points at Brendan, Cameron, and Michael] You, you, you, come here.
The rest of you, continue cooking.
(to Michael; while handing him the scallop tray) Take that.
...and fuck off out of here.
One wellington, one lamb!
Close it up and get back in for a minute.
Alright. Mike, we'll give it a second, okay?
No, like, I need a minute. Okay?
Michael. I said a minute! (interview) I'd rather have Chef Ramsay yell at me for taking too long than have him yell at me for sending him undercooked lamb. (to Brendan) Brendan, bring it up.
[Gordon checks the lamb brought by Nick]
Hey, the lamb's full of blood. All of you, come here. Who donkeyed that?
I sliced the lamb first, chef.
And what did you tell yourself?
It was a little under, chef.
No, it's a lot more than a little! [cuts into the lamb] Raw white fat. [slams fist onto the plate]
Fuck off, all of you! GET OUT! Shit beginning, shit middle, and a shit end!
(interview) I'm a little furious right now. I hate fucking losing and getting kicked out of the kitchen.
Get out, get out, get out! GET OUT!!
I just have to put it out right, chef. I'm sorry. (interview) Lamb takes fifteen minutes, start to finish. So we're just fucking waiting. We're waiting and waiting.
This fucking lamb's still not cooked! STILL NOT COOKED!
How long, two chicken, two lamb?
No. It's one–one minute out.
Garnish, Milly, to the window!
Milly, I need you to wait another minute. I–I'm sorry. The lamb's just–it's not cooked yet.
So then don't tell us two minutes! Tell us four minutes! Don't lie to us! Don't lie to chef!
Did you just shut down the kitchen? Now we look like fucking idiots! I asked for one of you, two of you, three of you to start showing some leadership qualities! NO ONE'S STEPPING UP! WAKE UP!
Over in the blue kitchen...
Two risotto, one capellini, one special! Yes?!
...the men are still backed up on appetizers and have now put the tableside chefs in neutral...
Let me go check on them (the chefs inside the blue kitchen), I'll be right back.
...and so Jared and Eddie, in an attempt to be useful, head to the kitchen to offer their assistance.
Guys, talk to me? What do you boys need? What do you boys need?
MMark
I'm finishing off this risotto. Eddie!
(to Eddie while pointing on Mark's pan) Risotto!
(interview) I heard everything going on I was like, "You know they need help. I am going back in there". (in the kitchen) [holds a pan of risottos to be sent to the pass] Coming around hot, coming 'round hot.
(calling Eddie) Hey, hey, you, come here, you. Put it (the pan Eddie is holding) down. Who cooked this?
MMark
I started it, chef, Eddie finished it for me.
[Gordon quickly tastes the risotto, then spits it out after chewing it]
(to Mark and Eddie) Come here you, taste that! It's bland, the rice is still undercooked, disgusting!
(interview) Mark is not getting any of his dishes right. He looks like deer in headlights when he's getting yelled at. Bro, like wake up! Hello, you're here!
(to Mark) Come here. (to Eddie) You, come here. Sit down [let to sit him on the chef's table] and eat your shit. (to Eddie) Yes, take a seat, you must be tired if you're gonna fucking... (calls Marino) Uh, Marino!
Glass of sauvignon blanc for Chef Mark and Steady Eddie.
Hello, guys. And if I were you, I would actually eat it fast.
(interview) I swallowed the risotto just like I swallowed my pride. I still don't know how the hell I got roped into that, to be honest with you.
While the red team waits, back in the Blue kitchen...
Fire now, Buzz Aldrin, two tuna, four wellington.
Chef Ramsay looks to Hassan on meat to pilot this VIP ticket.
Hassan, focus on your table!
Yes, chef. Put the wellingtons in for me, Kevin.
Heard. Wellingtons going in the oven. [holds a plate of perfectly cooked wellingtons to mistakenly send in the oven]
(to Kevin) Where is he going?! WHERE'S THAT IDIOT GOING?!
(called Kevin over) Hey, whoa, whoa! They're done. (captions on a screen)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, bring those back, please. Get them over here! (interview) Kevin, they're already cooked, man. We're cooking the ones that aren't cooked. Back up before you get slapped up, bro.
Man! (gives Kevin a warning; throws a fork to a cleaning rack) (Points his finger to Kevin) Hey, you, I'll kick you to the fucking moon. (to Kevin) Come here.
(interview) Oh, damn! Not good.
He maybe an astronaut, but you're a space cadet. (to Kevin) Are you okay?
(goes to the Blue kitchen) Hey! Hey, Blue team!
(to Eddie and Alan) You two, on desserts. The rest of you, jump into the Red Team and help them finish! Now!
Who’s on fish? I’ll hop on fish!
That’s already reduced in there. Right here.
I can’t believe this is fucking happening.
It’s fucking burnt, throw it out.
(interview) These boys just bomb-rushed our kitchen, kamikaze style. Like, fucking... [imitates bomb falling and going off]
As soon as those two tunas are ready, we’ll go to the pass!
I’m not screaming! THIS IS HOW I TALK!
(interview; impersonates Hassan yelling at her) "You guys need to listen to me, ‘cause I’m Hassan, and I'm big, and I blah-blah-blah!" Shut up!
Tuna going to the window!
[to Sous Chef Christina] On your left, two fish.
First ticket out, team! Loving the teamwork, guys!
With a very vocal Hassan leading the charge, the men have taken over the red kitchen...
[to Kris Jenner] And I have your tuna.
...delivering entrées to the chef’s table and grateful customers in the dining room.
Last table now! Two Arctic char, four wellington!
Both teams: Yes, chef!
She’s (Jackie) got the wellies right behind you.
Alright, guys, let’s clear it down.
[to Red team] Please thank the gentlemen for finishing your service two nights in a row!
[The Red Team starts walking upstairs to the dorms]
Fucking pathetic-ass shit. Bullshit ass team. Worst team ever.
Back in the Blue Kitchen, Chef Ramsay finds nothing that is amusing.
(to Kevin) Where are the scallops?
Right here chef! Right here chef!
[Gordon checks the scallops brought up by Kevin and they are raw]
Hey, all of you! Fuckin' hell. Just touch them, come on! Just touch them! Just touch that! Touch it! Look at it! Look!
[Gordon punches the raw scallops]
I've just done them with you and they are all fucking overcooked, raw, this is not normal! All of you, come here! Get in there!
[Gordon summons the blue team into the pantry room to regroup]
(interview) Oh, Jesus Christ. Not tonight of all fuckin' nights, not tonight!
Get over there! Get over there! [approaches the entire team to the pantry room] What in the fuck is going on here? What is going on?(points at Kevin) You!
Yeah?! Get your apron off, get packed, and fuck off out! [opens the pantry room door for Kevin] First, GET OUT! GET OUT!
Yes, chef. [leaves the pantry room to pack his things]
[cold-blooded] Who's next?
BTBlue Team
[dead silence]
Get your shit together, and salvage what's left for all of you. FUCKING WAKE UP! NOW!
Yes, chef. (interview) Kevin just went down, I don't know what the fuck happened. No more mistakes, we can't have a shit service.
Yes, chef. [to Blue team] Let's rebound, guys! Rebound, guys!
The blue team is hoping Alan's new risotto hits the mark.
Thirty seconds on the riso(tto)s. Walking my risottos! [sending to the pass]
Is the fish and chips gone yet?
Fish and chips is one minute out, chef. (interview) We still have a shot in spite of everything that has fucked up so far.
Walking! [holds the fish on a pot and sending over to the pass] Right here to your right.
It's fucking raw fish. [returns the fish and chips to the workstation] ALL OF YOU, STOP! LOOK AT THIS FUCKING MESS! ITS JUST DISGUSTING!!! [Jared and Joe touch the fish] WE'VE HAD EVERY POSSIBLE FUCKING MISTAKE TONIGHT, AND IT'S NOW BEYOND A JOKE! [smashes the fish on a plate] RAW FISH!!! All of you, get the fuck out of here!
(interview) Argghhh... It was embarrassing tonight.
On order, four covers, Table 22: One special tableside, one carbonara, two scallops!
[to Jared] Hey, two minutes on those scallops!
Two minutes! Two minutes out!
Why do we call back, Jared? Why do we call back?
So we communicate, and so we know each other's times.
When I learned this system, it was in French. And when you were begging for one more minute, it was crucial we got one more minute. You've got to talk, yes?
Oui! [Chad looks up in confusion]
(interview) What the hell is going on? All of a sudden, Jared is speaking in French.
[to Jared while lifting pans] So, these are really super hot now. So, you lift them up there as well.
Okay, and that comes over there now.
(interview) Are you fucking kidding me?
Frank, I can send the carbonara first, oui?
(interview) You try to fucking talk like that in Brooklyn, you know what would happen? I would pick this... [picks up nearby trashcan] fucking thing up, right? I would pick this up and I would put it over his fucking head.
Alright, guys. We're getting off to a great start! Keep it going! We're not slowing down, oui?
Blue team, redemption! Two covers of table twenty-three, fire two chicken, CSI: Miami actor. (to Eddie) Hey, don't fuck this up.
OBOmar Benson Miller
You guys are really waiting for that chicken, huh? I'm waiting for that chicken.
(interview) I've worked in Michelin star restaurants, so, you know, the guys are looking at me as the go-to guy in the kitchen. I'm gonna help lead us to victory.
[holds a pot and a pan] Garnish walking right now.
[Sous-chef Aaron points Eddie for his cooked garnish]
Ten hut, hut. Chicken in the pass. [in which it was found out raw and undercooked; Gordon returns the chicken onto a workstation]
All of you, come here? WHAT IS WRONG WITH THAT?!
A little undercooked, chef.
(interview) You fucking worked at a 3-star Michelin restaurant cook chicken right!
[let the team sit on a chef's table] All of you, take a seat. Fucking get in there! YEAH GET IN THERE! GET FUCKING IN THERE!
OBOmar Benson Miller
We'll have some more bread! Starch out!
MMan
There is no room for the chicken.
(interview) CSI stands for Crime Scene Investigator not your CHICKEN SUCKS, IDIOT!
So who wants to eat raw chicken?
(interview; imitates explosion) Aahh! My God!
JJJoe and Jared
Nobody, chef.
WHO WANTS TO EAT RAW CHICKEN?
So why are you expecting them (points at Miller and crew) to do it? GET A GRIP!
Hell's Kitchen · 1,029 quotes
