Carrie quotes from Hell's Kitchen

(interview) I do deserve to be here. I'm not ready to leave Hell's Kitchen! And I'm ready to fight.

Ladies first. What is it?

It is a chicken-fried ribeye with Yukon gold mash and white truffle cream gravy. I actually have a little sugar in there.

Stop. Say that again?

I have sugar in there. That's what my mother always did!

(interview) I do not know who in their right mind would put sugar in mashed potatoes.

Just try it! (interview) Chef Ramsay is going to love it because it's freakin' delicious! It's like an orgasm in your mouth, come on! [as Gordon spits out the mashed potato] Oh, God!

[stifling a laugh] I'm sorry, I don't mean to laugh!

That... is disgusting.

Back in the red kitchen, Carrie is looking to redeem herself on the fish station.

[goes to Carrie's fish station and takes over] I'll cook the fish, I'll cook it.

But Elise has other plans.

I got it babe. No, I got it. This is my station.

Don't push me!

Thank you.

(interview) Clearly, Carrie is the weaker cook than I am, so I felt like I want to take charge to impress Chef Ramsay.

Why is she (Elise) cooking fish?

I don't know what she's doing. She just came over here and grabbed it, chef. (interview) I mean, are you fucking kidding me? That bitch is crazy.

(to Carrie) What in the fuck is she doing?

I didn't let her cook and she just came here and grabbed it chef.

So I was going to cooking for you because we're all a team, right?

[covers his face] Ugh.

She trying to prove a point.

Elise!

Yes, chef?

[holds a ticket] I got a six top dying for the appetizers! And you're cooking fish!

I'll put the spaghetti up.

(to Elise) You, fuck off. Sit on the chef's table.

(interview; laughs loudly) HA!!!

Chef?

James.

Tables are walking out.

Blue team, they're walking out. (to Chino, Steven and Tommy from the Chef's Table) You muppet, get off your fat arse. (to Blue Team) Let me show you something: Not one entrée has left this fucking kitchen. NOT ONE!

Yes, chef.

And look at the pans back there! Any bright ideas?

Want me to jump in? I'll clean them.

I'm talking about the customers. Not the fricking pans.

Yes, chef.

Any ideas?

No.

Hey, what are you going to do now? They are walking OUT! FUCK OFF!

(interview) At that point, it was a trainwreck on ice. There was nothing we could do about it.

Stop! You're out of your misery. [throws his spoon away; goes over to the Red kitchen]

(to red team) Let's do this ladies, come on! Let's not disappoint the customers.

Carrie. They've gone. (brief pause) SHUT IT DOWN!

Fuck!

[checks Brendan's seabass] Oh, come on. Brendan, it's raw.

(to Brendan) COME ON, BRO! REALLY? (interview) Brendan, you suck! You suck!

Blue team, BLUE TEAM!

Yes, chef?

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?

Yes, chef?

I need four of you in here finishing the blue team. Any of you.

Yes, chef.

(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.

[angrily throws water bottle] FUCK!

I didn't sign up for this, bro. Send my ass home, bro.

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?

I AGREE!

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?

Yeah.

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!

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!"

Chef is going to call me out, I'm telling you.

(to Amanda Colello) He's going to call you out, but there's two of you going up. (interview) This could be a great opportunity for the Red team. We can rid of Carrie and turn something negative into a positive.

The first time all the food was up there...

[interrupting Carrie] Don't talk to me right now!

No, Elise.

Just wait. Just wait.

I don't want to hear what you got to say. Get out of my face!

Just wait, you can talk to her later.

She can talk upon the chopping block, that's when she can fucking talk. Don't say a word.

No, I'm not going to have you talk like this. Especially to me.

Nobody's here talking to you. OK, let me ask you to a serious question right now: do you take medication?

Elise, stop it.

Because I think that you are living in another world.

Quit acting like this!

You are nothing but a distraction on me. You didn't call anything. You fucked up the whole rhythm of the kitchen, and I knew this was gonna happen!

(starts to get furious) THE FUCK I DID! ELISE, STOP IT! I DID NOT. You know how bad I want this! Stop it!

[talking over Carrie] Yes, you did! Yes, you did! Yes, you did.

Stop it, ladies!

Jennifer, step forward, please.

Shit!

My next choice is... Carrie, step forward. (thinks on a third nominee) Do you know what? Amanda, join them.

Carrie, tell me why you think you should stay in Hell's Kitchen.

I love cooking. It is my passion, it's in my heart. I'm not ready to go yet, Chef. I want to prove you I am good enough.

Why is your team so desperate to see you out of here?

I don't know what Elise has against me. She's had something against me since day one. I'm not quite sure what it is.

It's not just Elise, Carrie.

Amanda.

Yes, chef.

Why do you think you should stay in Hell's Kitchen?

Well, Chef, unlike Carrie, I am not in denial that I had a fucking crap performance tonight in the kitchen.

Yeah.

Not in denial at all. I want this, Chef. I'm not going to fuck around and lie to you and say like, "Oh, you know, save me. You know, feel bad for me. I'm good." I can pr-I can fucking work my ass off for you, Chef. I can do better. You've seen me do better.

You didn't fight back!

Yes, Chef.

You threw the towel in!

I know, Chef.

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.

[Picks up the sea bass] Behind you, hot. Coming through, coming through! Sea bass!

[Checks the sea bass with Sous-chef Andi] What's she done to that? [Calls Elise] Elise!

Yes, chef?

Come here. COME HERE! That's right! COME HERE! I've got one bass dry, and one bass raw. Raw! RAW!! Get the bass back in the pan!

Fuck!

(interview) Elise had some problems on the fish station. I mean, I thought Chef was about to kick her out of the kitchen. I was kinda hoping for him to, but you know... [shrugs]

Elise!

Yes, chef.

I don't know what kind of frame of mind you're in, but it's not on a fucking championship performance, let me tell you!

(interview) Elise will never admit that she's wrong. She just stood there with her eyebrows up and just looking. [pouts like Elise]

Who're you going to blame now?

Nobody, chef!

It's about time you looked at yourself in the mirror and took some responsibility!

Yes, chef.

Alright, can we have a team meeting for five seconds?

This cake's gonna look like shit, and it's not funny.

Who's laughing? Stop saying that like no one's taking it seriously! (interview) Carrie got a big mouth as always. If she wanna try and get in my face with it, she better back down.

I wasn't saying that I was making a joke!

That's exactly what you said!

No!

You said, "No one's laughing either!" Like, that to other people, makes them feel as though they're not taking it serious.

Okay, I'm not trying to make anyone feel inferior.

I'm just telling you what you said.

Elise, can I please talk for fucking once?!

You don't make me feel inferior. I just don't like how you try to act like no one else around you is taking it seriously.

(interview, impersonates Elise talking) "Blah-blah-blah-blah-blah, Carrie! Blah-blah-blah-blah-blah!"

You're a trifling-fuck bitch.

Are you kidding me?

I'm about to show you, bitch!

You don't have to yell at me! I'm right here!

You better get out of my face!

Goddammit, Elise.

Know that! You get up out of my face!

Where's the cake? Please? (to Scott) Scott, we are all order the special cake, right?

Yes.

Very good. Excellent. What on earth? [finds that the cake that the Red team prepared during their punishment was poorly made] Holy crap. Someone vomit on it? What's on this bits of brown? What a mess.

We thought it looked like sand.

[laughs] Yeah chef.

Look at it! It's like a big Mexican sombrero gone wrong with someone shat on it. (to Blue team) Blue team, have you seen this disaster?

[raises his right arm] Olé!

Yeah. Let me tell you something, we are definitely not serving that thing. [brings the cake and hands it over to Sous-chef Scott] Would you mind, Scott? Would you mind putting it over there? Thank you.

Carrie! Look at me. LOOK AT ME!

Yes, chef.

You're adding the old rice into the fresh rice, just reheating it. I'm watching whatever you're doing.

[responds hesitantly] No, I did a- some- oh- yes- I'll start over right now.

So -

[Interrupts Gordon] (to Carrie) Drop that pan and start over!

She wants to cut corners! (to Elise) And you wonder why I'm pissed off?

No, chef. (interview) That's pretty stupid. My mind was blowing, I was like: "Well, Chef Ramsay sees it from who she (Carrie) is, the weakest of the team".

(to Carrie) I know the name of your restaurant: "Chez Leftovers".

Yes, chef.

Blue Team, I've got an amazing day. Do you like speed?

Meth or coke?[the contestants laugh]

Oh, my God! [Gordon slaps himself]

Only kidding! I'm only kidding!

[to Natalie] Switch spots with me, please. [he and Natalie do so]

You're going to make me stand next to him (Tommy)?

Elise!

Yes, chef.

Salad!

[runs to pass] Sorry to keep you waiting.

[checks salad before returning to workstation] Come here! All of you, come here! Hey, look. Look. [pours water out of salad bowl] That's the state of where we are now. [drops bowl]

(interview) I did tell her right before dinner service, I was like, "Elise, you need to drain that salad." [flashback of Carrie telling Elise to drain the salad] As always, she never listens.

(to Elise) Look at me. Why is it in the water?

I... I didn't touch the station. Carrie touched the station. It's in water, I'm gonna drain it.

It's supposed to be drained before we start, and I did ask you to do that.

I didn't—

(to Elise) What section are you on?!

I am on appetizers, chef!

Right, so who's responsible for draining the fucking salad?!

I am, chef! I'm sorry, chef, I'm draining it now!

As usual. It wasn't drained for me.