Clemenza quotes from Hell's Kitchen

Fuck me. Burnt one side. (returns to the workstation) All of you, come here! Yeah, come here. Look. No colour and look. Burnt.

(interview) Really dude? It's a fucking piece of fish. I mean, like come on! Step it up a little bit.

[to Brian; gives him a piece of fish] Come here, just take a bite of that. Just take a bite. Eat it, you fuckwit. How does it taste?

Tastes like fish, chef.

Excuse me? (brief pause) Smartass, you want to be funny now, do you? (throws his spoon) You're such a dick.

(interview) Brian, really? Right now is not the time to fucking crack jokes, bro.

Get out, get out. Fucking idiot.

Fuck. [walks out of the kitchen] Seriously? (interview) That was a mistake of epic proportions. I did not mean to be a smartass.

[rekindles Brian] "Tastes like fish." What a fucking dick.

(interview) It was just the first thing that came to my head.

Oh, fuck me. The chicken is raw! All of you! ALL OF YOU! (to Brian) THAT'S YOU, FUCKER! [knocks his hand on the workstation] The chicken it comes up...

Raw.

RAW!

Fuck! (interview) Robyn, really? It's pink, it's still fucking bleeding. Come on, get it right.

Robyn, really? Really?! [throws his spoon away] RAW! (to Brian) Hey comedian! Crack a fucking joke now! I fucking dare you! [knocks his hand on the workstation]

I have nothing funny to say, chef.

Start again!

(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!

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!