Jennifer Normant quotes from Hell's Kitchen

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!

(to Amanda) What's going, Amanda?

I'm sorry, chef?

WHAT'S GOING?

I have two bass on this ticket, chef, with the lamb.

And a cod.

And a cod?

And a cod.

The cod's not on?

The cod is not on, chef.

What?

I forgot about it.

Oh, my GOD!!

(interview) Amanda, is there anyone home?!

You haven't got the cod on?!

I forgot about it. (interview; laughs nervously) Ugh.

Family night?! Disaster night!

I'm sorry, 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!"

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.

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.

(to Red Team) Table 31, look at me! The appetizers now, U.S. Coast Guard, yeah? Show them some respect.

Yes, chef.

Let's go.

Jennifer, a minute out?

Yeah, one minute out. We're walking in thirty seconds.

Good. Wow, drive it, Jamie.

Yes, chef! (interview) We have really solid cooks on our team.

(to Carrie) How long on the pizza, Carrie?

How long does it take? About two minutes?

(interview) I mean, with the exception of Carrie.

(to Carrie) What is it with you and pizza?!

I know, chef. I can do this, chef.

There's a pizza on the next table...

Yes, chef.

...and it's not even rolled out.

Rolling it right now, chef.

(interview) Carrie is just so, like, frazzled in her head that she's not even thinking straight, and can't see in front of her.

(to Carrie) Look at me. That's already fucked. [holds up thin pizza dough] When you roll it looking like a pair of fucking knickers... [Elise shakes her head]

I'll start a new one, chef.

Jesus Christ. [throws dough on workstation]

Vegetarian cap(ellini)?

Elise is ready with the vegetarian capellini.

Oh, Jesus Christ. That's not vegetarian. Elise! It's the-- Shut your fucking mouth! One capellini, no lobster.

I'm sorry.

Start again. Yeah, fuck off! I'm sorry you're here. You [points to Jamie] are like her. You just can't be bothered anymore!

No, chef!

(interview) Elise is one of those people that thinks that she's one of the strongest, but not tonight.

Entrées! [knocks his arm to the workstation; reads the ticket] One fucking vegetarian capellini, no lobster, just plain tomato sauce! Call out, chef.

[begins to read the ticket] Entrées! One vegetarian lobster capellini.

One more time!

Entrées is vegetarian lobster capellini!

ONE MORE TIME!! ONE MORE TIME!!

One lobster capellini vegetarian!

IS IT IN?!

Yes, chef!

WAKE UP!!

Yes, chef! (interview) I know Chef Ramsay is pissed off at me because I know respect so much more to me. I expect toward myself and I'm pissed off at myself.

(quietly, to Elise) A black jacket? You need a straitjacket!

What the fuck? [returns to the workstation] All of you, just stop! Come here.

Uh-oh.

[sees Carrie still doing her garnishes] Oh, my God. Look, she's so fucking rude.

I'm not rude chef.

Put your fucking pan down. [gets a spoonful] That's burnt! [angrily slams the pan upside down]

I got more potatoes coming right now chef.

Come on, Carrie!

(interview) Garnish was slow as hell today. That was not coming off.

[throws the spoonful on the workstation] SHIT!!

I got more potatoes coming right now.

It's like a fucking bullet!

Elise, you have a bright career in this industry... as a customer! Your biggest problem is you can't work with a team.

That's not true, I have been trying to work with my team since I got here.

How many people on The Red Team think Elise is a unique dynamic team player then?

I think she's an individual, I'll say

More concerned about her in her little world?

[over Gordon speaking] Was I an individual when I went up and read the tickets for everybody? [Carrie sighs in disbelief] Was I an individual then? [bangs the work surface] When no one else would step up and I did? Was I an individual then?

One time Elise?

Shut up for, SHUT UP FOR FIVE FUCKING SECONDS!!! THAT'S YOUR PROBLEM, YOU DON'T SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO WHAT WE HAVE TO FUCKING SAY!

Oh I take constructive criticism!

SHUT UP!, my fucking turn! [Will shakes his head] That's your problem, no one fucking listens! [Paul gives off a shocked look]

Unbelievable. [returns to the workstation] Hey, stop! This is ridiculous!

Oh, my god. We're so going to get thrown out again.

(to Elise) Is this the one you sliced?

Yes, chef. [touches the meat]

It's dry. What are you doing? You've been to New York, you've had your hands on the prize. This like night one in here.

No, chef.

And you, Elizabeth. You can't time and you can't talk to anybody. You've given up over there.

No, chef. No, chef.

(calling Elise and Elizabeth out of the kitchen) You and you, fuck off out of here. Get out! Take that with you, just leave me alone. Get out of here, both of you! Fuck off up to the dorm... [Elise kicks the bin out of anger] (to Elise) Hey, you! Pick that fucking thing up! You want to serve shit, overcooked meat, now start kicking the bin! Wow! Un-fucking-believable! GET OUT! FUCK OFF! Pathetic! Embarrassing! Jennifer!

Yes chef!

You’re on your own!

Yes chef!

One cod, two New York strip, one Wellington yes?

Yes chef!

(to Elise) Elise, give your opinion.

It looks good.

[finds that two of the plates have different amount of lobster] "It looks good"? "It's looks good"! [gets two plates from the pass] Look at this one with four little bits of lobster on. Twelve on there, five on that! LOOK AT THAT TO THAT!!! DAMN!! [pounds the counter; throws his spoon away] I'M SO EMBARRASSED!! COME ON!!

Jennifer, what do you want me to do?

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU GUYS?! Are you trying to sabotage me?! [pause] I fucking helped both of you!

What do you want me to do?! (interview) Why would I try to sabotage? I didn't have to sabotage! Jen's fucking up so bad on her own! [to Jennifer] Do you want me to put this up there?

Yes!

Okay! Well, you have to give me direction! Like, you're just...

You know what, Elise? Back off!

[slicing the apples] The apples are raw. Just touch that inside. [Elise touches the apples] Fuck off will you? CAN WE GET THE APPLES BACK IN THE PAN?!!

(interview) I had Elise cook one fucking pan of apples, and it's raw. This fucking bitch will do anything to get rid of fucking me. Anything!

You put them on, you put them on, not one of you can tell her they're undercooked. You don't care for each other!

(tearfully) I worked fucking hard with them for them, I make sure you guys are fucking great!

I did exactly what you told me to do.

Elise!

Are you serious?

Yeah, this is for the whole mashed potato thing. You know what, Elise? You're petty as you can be. You know what, I kept my mouth shut for a long time, I'm not keeping it shut anymore. War's on!

WHAT?!

(brings her apples to the pass; to Elise) I don't need your help. Thank you.

I'm going to help anyway.

I really don't want it.

(interview) Is that how it's going to be? Jen's blaming me trying to make me look bad. She's going to regret not making a friend in me.

(to the servers) Go, please! [throws his apron on the counter out of disappointment] Anything to say?

We suck, yes.