Justin quotes from Hell's Kitchen

Oh my God, fuck me. [returns the lobster to the work station] Hey come here you, ALL OF YOU! Not one of you know what the fuck is going on, and you're embarrassing in front of him (Tito Ortiz). Cold lobster for the second time tonight! I swear to God. Look at me - I've got one big message to you - hey you, Get out... fuck off. I'll do it on my own. Get out. Get out.

I don't want to get out, chef.

[to Justin] Want to argue in front of me? I'm fucking ready. Get out, you (Roshni) get out, fuck off, totally fucking useless. GET OUT! [The Blue Team leave the kitchen] GET OUT!

With dinner service complete.

He's really mad.

[to Justin] Yeah, as he should be.

[to Brian] No, really mad.

Chef Scott makes a rare visit to the dorm.

Let's go. Everybody, downstairs right now.

Yes, Chef. [The Blue Team head upstairs]

Chef wants to talk to all of you.

Yes, chef.

Right now.

Stay there, all of you just stay there. There's no way on Earth you're going back in there, I'm done. Red Team finished for you, brilliantly, BRILLIANTLY! How can they be so much better than you?

They're not, Chef.

They're not?

No.

[to Brian] You serve me soupy fucking risotto, (Roshni) wellingtons undercooked, (Patrick) cold lobster twice. [throws his towel] It's an absolute fucking joke!

(interview) He had every right to be mad it was embarrassing. It's our seventh dinner service it's embarrassing.

All of you, get upstairs and decide on two individuals leaving, don't take long. Fuck off. [The Blue Team return to the dorms]

Stay there. Stay there. Trust me; Scott, Andi, and I will finish the service. Let me tell you that. That was shocking. I can't take any more. Do me a big favour: Each of you have a good chat, based on tonight's service, and come up with one individual from each team that should be leaving Hell's Kitchen tonight. And I hope to hell that all of you are feeling like shit.

Yes, chef.

Pathetic. All of you, upstairs. Get out of here.

(interview) Dinner service was disgusting once again. It's just dumb mistakes. It's really frustrating.

(interview) The lamb is nicely cooked, the sauce is on, we got this, we got this, got this.

Unreal! (chokes the undercooked lamb)

Fuck!

Wow! Ugh!

(interview) Yeah, we're fucked.

The sauce is disgusting. It looks like in a gas station. Nasty!

(interview) Okay, this could be good for us, I mean our lamb is cooked perfectly!

Red team! (holds the lamb)

I sliced the lamb, Chef. I apologize.

(to Barbie) Did you slice the lamb or chewed the lamb?

(interview) Barbie, what have you done to this lamb? Did you cut it with a fucking spoon?

I am seriously disappointed. I expected at this stage in the game something so much better! For the first time ever in Hell's Kitchen history, I, Gordon Ramsay, cannot pick a winner! Red team, blue team, you both lost. One team would've had an amazing day with a beach in Santa Monica, visiting Malibu in a helicopter. You had a beach club this afternoon for yourselves.

(interview) Hell's Kitchen season 10 making history! Only we're making history because we suck!

You have a long day cleaning. The front of Hell's Kitchen needs sprucing up. After that, Hell's Kitchen SUV's need detailing. But more importantly, I'm opening Hell's Kitchen tonight.

Yes, chef.

And do you know why? Redemption! You need it. I swear to god, it's going to be a great service. Because if it's not, I am not waiting until the end of service to get rid of dead wood.

Fuck!

Get cleaning.

Let's go guys.

(interview) Chef's pissed and do you know what? He's got every right to be pissed. We should all be embarrassed to be wearing these jackets right now.

(to Clemenza) Come on, C!

(to remaining chefs) Hi, guys.

Christina Wilson

Hi, James.

By the way, that's the car [shows a classic car with a surfboard after joint challenge loss] those taking to you to a private beach for the day.

Wow.

(interview) God, man! It would have been fucking pimped to roll down in Malibu [dream of time at the beach and relaxing on a pool with a wine] in that red car, lay down a beach, have some drinks, and just relax by the pool. Why couldn't we just win today so we could've been at the beach?

Enough about that cause that all winners stuff and we're all bunch of losers at the moment. (to both teams) So, we're going to clean. Alright guys, let's go.

[walks to the pass with three pans] Five risotto coming up, chef!

Uh, stop there, Scott. It's–it's not even in one pan. That's what I'm saying. I got three different colours. I mean, honestly? [returns to workstation carrying the pans] All of you, come here!

Fuck!

Multi-coloured fucking risotto!! A light one, a dark one, and an in-between one. WHEN WE HAVE FIVE RISOTTO ON ONE TABLE, WHAT DO WE DO?! WHAT DO WE DO?!

On one pan.

Louder!

One pan, chef!

LOUDER!

ALL IN ONE PAN, CHEF!

[points at Clemenza] Tell him, then!

All in one pan!

Yes!

Tell him!

All in one pan!

Yes!

(to Brian) Tell him!

All in one pan, Clemenza!

Yes!

All in one pan!! (interview) One pan!

COME ON, THEN!

Yes, chef! I'll re-fire five right now!

Get it together! FOCUS ON A FUCKING RISOTTO!!

Yes, chef!

Justin! Hey you! Come here, you! So he (Brian) cooks fresh New York strip, because he screwed the previous table. And you reheat the same bass???

(to Robyn) And you think it's funny?

No, I don't think it's funny. I'm pissed right now. I don't think it's funny at all. (interview) Hehehehehe! Justin's a dumbass! Are you kidding me? I think it's hilarious right now.

Justin, is that your best?! (no response) Hey! IS THAT YOUR BEST??!!

No, chef! No!

So all that time, you were cooking-

...all that time you were cooking, you couldn't think to put two fresh bass in?

Chef, I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry. I've got to re-fire these right now. (interview) What was I thinking??? That was just a dumb, dumb mistake.

All of you, look at me! [points at each member of the Blue Team] WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!

Three New York, two wellington, one bass. How long?

Three minutes, chef!

Drive the ticket! Let's go!

Yes, chef! (interview) It's still our first table, and all I want is the ticket to be done. I just want it to be done. But everything kept coming out wrong.

Come on, Brian. Here's the bass. Let me know when you're ready to go.

Walk with your bass. I'm slicing New York.

Yes. Go, go, go! Make sure it's cooked!

[slices steak in half] Raw. Ah, fuck.

No, no, no, no, no!

More time. It needs more time.

No! Get another one! (to Gordon) He's backed up! He's gonna be dragging steak at least two minutes!

Hold on! It's not ready! (to Justin) It's not ready.

It's still coming out WRONG! Are you serious?! (to Brian) MUPPET!! FUCKING HELL!! [sees several diners leave the dining room] Are you serious? They're walking out! Oh, my God. Urgently, where's the wellington?!

Okay, wellies walking. Wellies walking.

Oh, fuck me. Not another overcooked wellington. (sighs) Fucking hell. Honestly, I'm gonna go crazy. [returns to workstation] Overcooked wellingtons! It's like a joke now. [Brian pounds his fist] Honestly, guys, it's like a big fucking joke.

Come on! [Brian punches his forehead]

(to Brian) Hey, come here, fucking comedian! I have had enough. Come here, you! [leads Brian into the red kitchen] Barbie!

Yes, chef?

Come here, please! URGENTLY! You, on the meat!

Christina Wilson

Show him (Brian) how to do a wellie, Barbie.

He's not capable! Get over there!

Yes, chef, I got it.

Get him in, Barbie! Urgently!

(to Brian) Come on.

Fuck! (interview) Oh, I'm fucking furious. You gotta be kidding me. [carries wellington tray] GODDAMNIT!!

Oh, my God.

(interview) On a black jacket night, Barbie comes over to finish my fucking station?

Seven minutes. They're resting, chef.

[shouting through his teeth] GODDAMNIT!! (interview) I feel like a castrated dog.

You can't put all that meat on one fucking tray!

(interview) And I think Barbie is enjoying this, I really do.

[pounds fist again] DAMNIT!

Stay with it, Brian.

I can't do anything!

STAY WITH IT!

There's nothing I can fucking do! I've been demoted!

(to Robyn) Wellie garnish, how are you?

Walking with garnish, Barbie!

Walking with wellingtons.

Cooked perfectly! (to waiters) Service, please.

Nice job, Barbie.

Goddamnit! (interview) Oh, my God. [holds up left hand and pretends to hang himself]

The next app–Clemenza, pay attention to this. The next app is a truffle edamame ravioli. So, essentially it's ravioli, but it's done in wonton skins. [facepalms as Clemenza yawns] (interview) They've got to know that menu inside out, and I need Clemenza to stay focused. I need him to keep his head in the game. I need to know he has my back 100%. (to his teammates) Listen, I just wanna know—and I want a real answer—who the fuck is here really to be here and who really wants to get back in that kitchen and has something to prove. (to Clemenza) I'm going into it tomorrow with more pressure than you could ever imagine, and I want you to just get your head right where it needs to be.

Like, what the fuck? Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?!

I'm taking this 100% serious, man. This is the most important day of my life.

I get it. Here's my thing: I'm proud of what I did. I'm happy of my accomplishments, I don't get anything to prove to anybody.

Clemenza, shut the fuck up, PLEASE. (interview) Clemenza's a disaster right now. He's gotta pull his shit together. I need him to step up and get it done. (to Clemenza) I need you to be 100% FOCUSED.

Drill me as hard as you fucking want! It's all bullshit, it doesn't matter to me!

(interview) Clemenza is dead weight! Justin's gotta cut the fat where the fat needs to be cut!

(to Clemenza) Like, honestly to me, it's my fucking life right now! I need you to do it for me, but I want you to do it for yourself.

Dude, get off my fucking back. I don't care. I'm done! (interview) You wanna be the leader, you gonna be in command? You know what? You're gonna sink fucking quick. Stand back, 'cause I'll fucking roll over you like no tomorrow.

If you don't feel what I feel right now, that you wanna win, then you got a problem! You should just go the fuck home! [Brian throws his hands up]

(interview) I'm done. I'm done with this fucking kid.

CLEMENZA!

Motherfucker!

Shut that, SHUT THAT! SHUT IT! What is that? WHAT WAS THAT?

Fucking crostini.

(interview) AHH, CLEMENZA! CLEMENZA!!

This is not good.

(interview) Oh, my God. You just burned the fucking crostini!

Fuck me! (to Clemenza) You gotta get that on fire right away! Get that thing out of here in the garbage and get some more on the fire right away!