Sous Chef Andi quotes from Hell's Kitchen

Cheeseburger, ribeye, filet okay?

All of you! ALL OF YOU! (Gordon interrupts Holli) That's you ditsy!

For one simple question.

Is that the best roast chicken and is that the best fucking beef requested mid-rare? (grabs Siobhan's hand) I want you to touch it. I want you to touch it! Touch it! Touch it! Touch fucking IT! (throws spoon away)

No.

No, no it's not. The chicken's dry.

Where's the gratin on top?

It got pulled off. It was on there before.

No, it wasn't.

Look at me! Is that the best?

No, chef.

Is that the best?

No, chef.

Is that the best?

No, chef.

Do me a favour: FUCK OFF, ALL OF YOU! GET OUT! GET OUT! And don't you dare switch it off, I'll finish it! Fuck off!

I would love to stay an-

GET OUT! OUT! GET OUT! (throws the chicken into one of the units) GET OUT!

(to herself) I'm sick of this shit.

[follows the red team] GET OUT!

That's really embarrassing. What happened?

[goes into the blue kitchen] Scott, come in here with me and I'll finish this one, please, yeah?

Okay.

Now, Chef Ramsay and his trusted sous chefs, Scott and Andi, will complete the red kitchen's dinner service.

Three spaghetti, one tagliatelle, yes?

Three spaghetti, one t- (sees the mess that the Red team left) Oh, my god! What the fuck did they do to this place?

Yeah, I know.

Wow, they're really bad, huh?

Yep.

While the blue team gets out all the desserts, Chef Ramsay calls the red team back to the kitchen.

All your entrées are served, everything's done. Now come back and do something you're good at, fucking cleaning! At least you'll do something as a team!

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.

Fuck!

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.

Start again!!

Yes, chef!

How much time now?

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?!

No, I'm not.

I better see you cooking something.

(interview) Elise is always yelling at me.

See what I mean?

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?

We have one more minute.

Please let's get it up.

Garnish, let's go! Here we go! 30seconds to the window!

Yes, chef.

Where's the bass?

It's coming up right now.

Service. Where's the lamb?

Right here, chef.

Let's go! Garnish please. [sees that the lamb was raw] Look at this. Ah, fuck me. It's raw! (returns to the workstation)

Is it still raw?

Come on.

You guys walking?

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!

Yes, chef?

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!

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 very sorry.

We apologize.

We're sorry, we don't have any entrées right now.

[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?

Ladies.

Yes, chef?

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!

Oh, my God.

"Shut it down!"

While the Blue Team seems focused and united, in the red kitchen, Elise...

That's all we have?

Yeah, that's everything we get.

That's why I'm putting eggs on there, because it cooks down, like...

Could you stop talking to me like I'm your fucking child?

...has found someone else to agitate.

Whatever.

You need to calm down.

I am calm! I'm just saying...

Yeah, you're always talking back to me, and you don't need to talk back to me. [Carrie smirks]

...seems to have a problem with authority.

I'm here, you're here. Get it straight. Hello?

I heard you.

You're so fucking disrespectful!

[smiling with Krupa] I think this is the first time I smiled all day.

Oh, come on. [returns to workstation] Stop. All of you, come here. What is that?

It's raw, chef. I just sliced into it.

Oh, really? I'd never guessed. So in front of (Misty May-Treanor and Jen Kessy) these ladies here, this is how we want to perform? Raw bass, overcooked bass. Raw lamb, what an embarrassment.

Sorry, Chef.

Why are you doing this to me? It's like being in a volleyball match and I'm the ball getting pounded.

(interview) I was just like, Oh, my God. It was bad.

Let me tell you something really important: SHUT IT DOWN.

After shutting down both kitchens...

I'd rather send something.

Oui, chef.

Chef Ramsay has Sous Chefs Scott and Andi make the entrées for the chef's tables. And after a disastrous dinner service, [both Red team and Blue team gather in the kitchen while Chef Ramsay is in front of them] Chef Ramsay sums up the evening with one word:

PATHETIC. So therefore, the winning team tonight is... NOBODY. Both teams, think of two individuals that could really make your team stronger... by exiting. [pause] Get out of here.

[returns to the workstation] All of you, stop. [throws his spoon away] Just fucking stop, ALL OF YOU. (to Elise) Come here you. Put your finger in there. [Elise puts her finger inside the salmon] Not pink, raw. I'm done. (to the other chefs) Leave me alone. All of you, fuck off out of here. All of you. Get out, please. Just fuck off. Enough is enough.

(interview) We are the final five black coats! And I'm getting kicked out of a fucking service! [pause] No, not cool!

Am I finishing?

Put them back in the pan, yeah?

Yeah, I'll finish this.

(to Sous chef Scott) Hey Scott, can you get Andi get Paul and Will back, okay?

Yes.

We have fucking completely vigils be!

Will, Paul, COME WITH ME.

(interview) The greatest kicked me off that you can ever have in my life that have Chef Gordon Ramsay. Saying you're know what it wasn't you, go finish what you started.

Many years ago, when I first met Chef Ramsay, I told him I wanted to work for him so bad that I would shave my head. [holds up picture of himself with hair] This is what I looked like before I started working with Chef Ramsay. [some of the contestants laugh]

Wow.

Yesterday, Chef Ramsay was asking how I'm gonna test your commitment. I couldn't think of a better way than for you to do what I did eight years ago. (to Andi) Andi, please bring in the barber's chair.

(interview) This cannot be happening. Who wants to shave their head? What girl wants to shave their head?

I have even convinced Andi to make the same commitment.

(interview) No way. There's no way she's gonna cut her hair.

Oh, fuck it. I already beat you to it. [pulls wig off, revealed that she puts a bald cap above her head]

I got a half portion of fucking cod. Where's the other half gone?

Yeah.

Stop, all of you! [raises a piece of cod] That's barely a portion and where's that going?

Christina Wilson

Fuck!

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?!

Yes, chef!

There's a lovely young lady waiting for her pizza. COME ON TIFFANY!

Yes, chef!

You're so slow.

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.

Pizza, how long?

Coming right out chef. [bring the pizza to the pass]

Come on, please!

Yes, chef.

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!

Yes, chef.

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.

Yes, chef.

Ow! Just hit me in the head! (Flashback to Tiffany hit in the head) Ow!

(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.

Sure will.

I'm coming, okay?

Yeah. I'm slicing, dude.

Can I walk?

Euh, give me just one second.

Can I walk?

Dammit!

You guys, how long?

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!

Running!

Alright, running.

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!

All of you!

Yes, chef.

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?

I did the filets.

I cut the steak, chef.

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.

The red team is stuck on their last two tickets.

How long Tiff?

I don't know exactly.

Still waiting for Tiffany's undercooked potato garnish.

Christina Wilson

(interview) You should know that they were your potatoes. That was your component right? That was your idea for the menu right?

I'm sorry. What do you want me to say? Don't give me that look!

Don't get an attitude with me! You're killing my steaks!

I don't know, Kimmie. I don't know.

Tiffany,

Sorry.

No, you're not!

Yes I am!

No, you're fucking not!

Yes I am.

You're the sloppiest cook I've ever seen in my whole entire life!

Sorry.

No, you're not!

Okay, I'm not.

You have such a fucking attitude! Why don't you take a walk? And Dana take over her section.

Yes, chef.

(leaves) Have fun. (interview) Okay, look at Tiffany. Let's make fun of her. I don't care about anything apparently. So, what the fuck? You all just made me look like a fucking idiot. Bye! (cries)

Oh, that's raw.

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!

Yes, chef!

(raises one lamb) What the fuck is that?

It's raw, chef.

Who sent me raw lamb on the signature dishes? Who as that?

Me, chef.

It's a joke for you, isn't it?

Not a joke at all, chef.

So what's that, then?

It's raw lamb.

(throws the lamb away) All of you, get out!

Fuck.

Get out! I'M DONE! Get out!

(interview) This sucks!

Leave it.

(interview) Like we're all talented . We're all good at what we do...

Leave it.

(interview) It shouldn't be that hard.

GET OUT!

Now it's overcooked.

They're overcooked.

(returns to the workstation) All of you, HEY!

(under her breath) Oh, my God.

The Red team that loves taking the piss because they've flown off a private jet, they've been on a fucking mega super yacht, and they think they're King Dick because they've kissed Céline Dion's arse in fucking Vegas! Come here, you! Touch that.

It's overcooked, chef.

Yes, chef. Overcooked.

Just so--- [sees Danielle walking away] Oh, she disappears, look. Hey.

I'm giving you another one chef. I understand that's overcooked. [brings another wellington to the workstation]

Look at that there. Touch that there.

Yes, chef. Sorry, chef. Here's another one.

And even before touching that one, what do you think that one's going to come out at?

Medium, chef.

Touch that one.

Overcooked, chef.

Overcooked. Overcooked. [slams the tray on the workstation]

(under her breath) Fuck!

(interview) Danielle, girl. Get your shit together, man!

Third time lucky, bingo?!

Perfect, chef. Perfect, chef.

Oh! "Perfect, chef!" (sarcastically)

Sorry, chef. [brings another wellington to the workstation]

So the first two were what?!

My fuck-up, chef. Sorry, chef.

They're overcooked. No, no, no, no, no.

Oh, shit.

Yeah, we're moving. We got this.

We're not fucking moving and yet you haven't got anything. What is that shit?

I'll do it again, chef. I'm sorry, chef.

Look at them. Just touch them. That is disgusting!

(interview) This is my worst nightmare. Fuck!

I cannot believe you done that! What is happening in here?! (points to Susan) She's cooking four risottos, we need two (points to Ja'Nel) and you're bastardising scallops! I'll reduce the menu, I'll pull down the appetisers, pull down the entrées for you to shine!

(interview) Ja'Nel is dronwning at this point. You are dragging the team down.

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!!

(interview) I just want to slap her. Ja'Nel, wake up! Come on! You're so much better than this!

Get a grip!

Yes, chef.

(to Ja'Nel) Go get it, chef. You'll get better, chef.

Give me two minutes on those scallops.

We got this. We're good.

"We got this"? Fucking hell. She (Ja'Nel) can't even cook a scallop.