Jared quotes from Hell's Kitchen

Ohhh, minchia. That's uhhh that's not good at all.

The flavor was good and then I went towards the middle.

Maybe they thought you ordered some sashimi. Let me take this please. I'm so sorry, I apologize. [returns to the kitchen] (to Gordon) Chef?

What's the matter?

This is table 22.

Oh no.

They already waited for the fish, and they are raw inside. They're undercooked.

[drops the bowls of raw fish in the trash] Oh, FUCKING HELL.

Hey, from now on, don't-just don't touch the snapper until I look at it, please.

Okay.

Yes.

Thank you.

Yes.

(interview) It sucks because I'm getting fucked by everybody else and I'm dragging now on fish because of them, but like, I didn't push out those snappers.

Blue team!

FUCK!

Yeah. Hey, look. Well-done New York strip. Jared!

Yes, chef.

SERIOUSLY?!

Two minutes on re-fire, chef!

[walks back to workstation] Hey! We go from overcooked to blue now. Not even the fucking marble of the fat. OVERCOOKED TO BLUE!

Yes, chef.

[chuckles] I don’t think we’re getting our food anytime soon.

Alright, bounce back, guys. Come on.

COME ON, GUYS!

(interview; sighs) Not again, dude.

Thirty seconds on New York strip re-fire!

Thirty seconds, heard! (interview) How can you go from extremely overcooked to raw? I don’t get it.

(to Gordon) Medium rare, chef.

[sees that the New York strip has been cut into] Oh, man. Fucking hell. [to Jared] Hey, is that you? Did—did you gash that?

I gashed that, chef. (interview; facepalms) Oh, shit. This is not good. (to Gordon) Chef, I sliced it to check the temperature.

And what about the touch?

Chef, New York strips are difficult for me. (interview) The steaks are thick today, but you can’t say that to Chef. You gotta be like, "Yes, chef. Whatever you say, chef. Lick the floor, chef? Sure, no problem, chef."

(to Jared) I expect you to cook a New York strip!

Yes, chef.

And if you can’t...

Yes, chef.

...I’ll drop you off at the fucking airport!

No, chef.

Ben and Jared... Come here!

(Interview) Oh, what's gonna happen?

Yes, Chef.

The salmon, it's ice cold. It's not even fucking -- It's just ice cold. How does that happen? It's just ice (pounds his fist to the salmon) fucking cold. WHO COOKED THAT SALMON?

I did, chef!

How thick is that salmon? Pretty thick, yeah. (while Ben points his head) So what does that tell you? COME ON!

Needs a little more time, Chef. Heard.