[checks squash brought by Vanessa] Oh, fuck me. [walks back to workstation] Hey, hey. Hey, all of you, come here. Who in the fuck just brought me that?
[slowly raises her hand] I did, chef.
It's like you shit all over the plate. It's even colder in the middle. [throws fork across workstation] Unreal!
(interview) What it came down to was the bitch lost her fucking mind and was, like, seeing stars.
I'm trying to breathe and cook at the same fucking time, and this is hard!
That's what we do! (interview) We're here to cook. If you can't cook, it's time for you to go.
AMAshley & Manda
Refire scallops!
Please, can somebody fucking help me?
All of you, ON THE APPETIZERS!
On order, table 30, two snapper, two tuna, two wellington!
Kristin, call back that order!
Call back that six order! Quiet, everybody!
Two special, two tableside, two risotto... ah! (looks terribly confused) Two... two wellington. [smiles nervously]
It's not funny. I'm just...focusing on a hundred things right now.
(to Kristin) This is not 'funny. I'VE HAD ENOUGH!
I'm done with you! [calls the entire team] Come over, you!
MManda
(interview) Kristin, stop standing there like [acts funny] "Uh-duh-duh-duh-duh".
(to Sous-chef Christina) Christina, write that ticket on her fucking back.
[to Meese as she walks to the pass] Behind you.
Turn around. [writes the orders on Kristin's back]
(interview) Oh, my God, what is happening right now? Why are you writing on my chef's coat?
Do not let her forget what's on that table.
[Kristin is helping Meese after multiple failed wellington attempts]
[to Meese] If you're not comfortable with it, don't serve it.
I'm not serving that. No, I'm not serving that. [throws wellington in the bin]
(interview) Oh, God! Fuck!
You put the wellington in the trash. [picks up the wellington that was thrown away] Hey, hey! Stop! All of you, come here.
[Gordon starts picking up the other wellingtons that Meese threw away earlier]
Cooked perfectly, and it's in the trash. Cooked perfectly, it's in the trash.
MManda
(interview) Seriously?! This is crazy. You never throw it in the trash! I will tear into that meat caveman style. Like, "Argh! I'm fucking starving!"
We're 75 minutes in, we've served one fucking table of entrées! We've put more food in the trashcan than we have in the dining room!
(interview) Why did you throw it away?! It was beautiful!
Meanwhile, back in the red kitchen...
MManda
Garnish walking, girls! [walks Wellingtons to the pass]
Chef Ramsay is looking for Jackie to deliver...
Arctic char! Arctic char! [holds a pan of perfectly cooked risotto]
...and finally complete the second order of entrées.
(Arctic) char. (sends it to the pass)
(returns the char and sauce to workstation) Hey! Hey, all of you, come here. Just touch that. Dannie, just touch that. COME ON! COME ON! QUICK! JUST TOUCH THAT!
Touch it! Touch... [heavily smashes the char] Fuck! Stone-cold! Jackie, we're stuck in neutral.
(interview) FUCK MY LIFE! Chef Ramsay is going to eliminate me right here.
Jackie, come here! Fucking useless!
For the last time, get it together!
Yes, chef. Now I got to refire this fucking shit!
(talking to the waiter) Go. Come back for the Arctic char, yes?
How long on this char, Jackie?
The rest of the table are eating their entrées.
MDMale diner
You guys can start. Start before it gets cold.
(interview) Fucking half the table's eating. So I got Chef Ramsay screaming, "Where's the char?"
(interview) Don't worry, I'm with it. I'm 'bout to 'bout it.
I cannot wait! It's not good enough!
[Gordon holds the char and sauce, returns to workstation for the second time, and he has had it]
Hey, all of you! All of you, come here!
Come here! It's cold and raw! Uh, I-I'm done! [slams the char to a plate] I'm fucking done! I AM DONE! GET OUT! GET OUT!!! I TOLD YOU I WON'T TO PUT UP WITH ANOTHER SERVICE THIS BAD, GET OUT, VANESSA! GET TO THE DOOR! [throws Vanessa's apron on a table when she is on her anger]
(whispers) Damn it. [Jackie throws her apron on a table]
(interview) THIS SUCKS! Somebody needs to go home tonight. It's just completely unacceptable.
It's like we're hitting walls instead of jumping hurdles.
(goes to the Blue kitchen) Hey! Hey, Blue team!
(to Eddie and Alan) You two, on desserts. The rest of you, jump into the Red Team and help them finish! Now!
Who’s on fish? I’ll hop on fish!
That’s already reduced in there. Right here.
I can’t believe this is fucking happening.
It’s fucking burnt, throw it out.
MManda
(interview) These boys just bomb-rushed our kitchen, kamikaze style. Like, fucking... [imitates bomb falling and going off]
As soon as those two tunas are ready, we’ll go to the pass!
I’m not screaming! THIS IS HOW I TALK!
(interview; impersonates Hassan yelling at her) "You guys need to listen to me, ‘cause I’m Hassan, and I'm big, and I blah-blah-blah!" Shut up!
Tuna going to the window!
[to Sous Chef Christina] On your left, two fish.
First ticket out, team! Loving the teamwork, guys!
With a very vocal Hassan leading the charge, the men have taken over the red kitchen...
[to Kris Jenner] And I have your tuna.
...delivering entrées to the chef’s table and grateful customers in the dining room.
Last table now! Two Arctic char, four wellington!
Both teams: Yes, chef!
She’s (Jackie) got the wellies right behind you.
Alright, guys, let’s clear it down.
[to Red team] Please thank the gentlemen for finishing your service two nights in a row!
[The Red Team starts walking upstairs to the dorms]
Fucking pathetic-ass shit. Bullshit ass team. Worst team ever.
Blue team, redemption! Two covers of table twenty-three, fire two chicken, CSI: Miami actor. (to Eddie) Hey, don't fuck this up.
OBOmar Benson Miller
You guys are really waiting for that chicken, huh? I'm waiting for that chicken.
(interview) I've worked in Michelin star restaurants, so, you know, the guys are looking at me as the go-to guy in the kitchen. I'm gonna help lead us to victory.
[holds a pot and a pan] Garnish walking right now.
[Sous-chef Aaron points Eddie for his cooked garnish]
Ten hut, hut. Chicken in the pass. [in which it was found out raw and undercooked; Gordon returns the chicken onto a workstation]
All of you, come here? WHAT IS WRONG WITH THAT?!
A little undercooked, chef.
(interview) You fucking worked at a 3-star Michelin restaurant cook chicken right!
[let the team sit on a chef's table] All of you, take a seat. Fucking get in there! YEAH GET IN THERE! GET FUCKING IN THERE!
OBOmar Benson Miller
We'll have some more bread! Starch out!
MMan
There is no room for the chicken.
(interview) CSI stands for Crime Scene Investigator not your CHICKEN SUCKS, IDIOT!
So who wants to eat raw chicken?
MManda
(interview; imitates explosion) Aahh! My God!
JJJoe and Jared
Nobody, chef.
WHO WANTS TO EAT RAW CHICKEN?
So why are you expecting them (points at Miller and crew) to do it? GET A GRIP!
[For the wedding planning challenge, the Blue Team accidentally cook seven dishes instead of six]
There’s seven plates up there.
I have one pork and two beef! Manda!
How many dishes are there up front?
MManda
There’s seven dishes, chef.
(interview; counts quickly) Yo, what the fuck is there seven up there for? Where’s the extra dish coming from?
Frank, you did chicken and beef?
Amanda told us she was doing beef.
MManda
(interview) This is not good.
And that’s the best you can do for her (Andi)? Can you just get your shit together?! [facepalms] This is embarrassing!
MManda
(interview) Everybody knew I was doing this rib eye! Let’s do some math!
I just want two beef dishes. Come on!
We’re keeping the steak Diane, and we’ll keep that one right there. That’s it, done.
MManda
(interview) I don’t know if Frank has a problem with me or females in general, but what am I, fucking chopped liver?
(to Kristin) Kristin, give me your lighter?
Give me your fucking lighter?
Talk like fuck-- touch my lighter. You'll touch my fucking lighter, I'll punch you in your face.
Give me my goddamn lighter, Jackie!
Jackie, give me my fucking lighter!
Either light your cigarette or give me my fucking lighter!
[Jackie throws Kristin's lighter on a ground that became mad and frustrated]
MManda
(looks distressed) Ooohhh...
(enters the living room) What the fuck is going on here?
MManda
I'd stay far, far away if I were you.
You are disgusting ass bitch.
Don't fucking disrespect me! (throws the wine cap on Kristin's shoulder)
Kristin (gets mad) STOP FUCKING DISRESPECTING YOU! ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!
What are you gonna do about it?
WHAT ARE YOU-- GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FUCKING FACE!
GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!
What are you going to do about it?
MManda
(to Kristin) Kristin, sit down.
GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE WITH THE SHIT! (leaves Jackie's cigarette to throw out of Kristin's left arm)
YOU ARE A PIECE OF SHIT! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE! (Jackie throws out of cigarette ash to Kristin's shoulder) (gasps) Go ahead.
FUCKING DONE! FUCKING DONE!!!
GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY FACE!
Get the fuck off-- (leaves)
(to Kristin) Go ahead! (Kristin ignores) PUT YOUR HANDS ON ME, BITCH!
Are you fucking serious?! (exits the dorms)
(mocks) You fucking serious!
(interview) No! No, bitch! Sit the fuck down! Like I'm so over her causing a big scene like I don't know who the fuck you are with garbage can that you dragged out of but what the fuck is wrong with you?
As those ashes smell. (interview) Kristin, it's a game now and it is too fuck with your mind. That's what happens when you can't fucking strangle a bitch.
(to herself; acts crazy) CRAZY, DERANGED.
[After Jared sent the chicken to the pass for the special guest; Gordon has had enough]
Hey! (knocks his hand on the workstation)
WPWalter the Puppet
Have you noticed his hair is much taller in person?
The chicken is raw, who cooked that?
I put in the oven again, chef.
WPWalter the Puppet
"Good luck".
We may have a fucking dummy on the chef's table!
WPWalter the Puppet
Yeah, whatever.
I can't accept this anymore longer! I CANNOT ACCEPT THAT! JARED, GET OUT! GET OUT!!!
[Jared throws a fork across the workstation as he walks out of the kitchen]
Frank, please get two more down. Keep moving.
MManda
Guys, we need to push through this! I’M NOT FUCKING GOING DOWN LIKE THIS!
(interview) Frank should be kicked out, too! I mean, I’m taking the entire heat for this chicken. [flips over couch cushion in the dorms] GODDAMMIT!
While Chad and Jared commiserate, back in the blue kitchen, the rest of the chefs attempt to coordinate.
Here we go, Blue Team, one French toast, one chicken and waffles, two New York steak and eggs.
I'll drop the French toast. (interview) With Jared kicked out of the kitchen, its definitely added pressure, but I don't want to stand here, and I don't want to talk about it. I just want to get food and done out.
We gonna put these tables out. (to Manda) Manda, I need you to watch those French toast.
I need to know what it is. We're cooking for chefs, everything should be spot on. (to Frank) Frank, please keep an eye on my French toast for me, please? I just want to check this chicken.
I'm already turned them, I'm already turned them.
Okay, cool, cool. If you can run over (French toast) here, drop the waffle.
Alright. Manda, could you watch the French toast?
MManda
I got, I got that.
Two New York steak, one French toast urgently, yes?
MManda
I got two New Yorks ready to go.
MManda
(sees the French toast) Yep.
Who's cooking the French toast?
MManda
Frank. Frank was, Dannie was and then I was supposed to watch it.
[hurls the toast to a workstation and looks burned]
No, no, Amanda said she was gonna take over it. Man up to it.
MManda
(to Frank) I-- I JUST SAID I WAS GONNA WATCH IT!
Yeah. (interview) She is fucking useless. Useless! Don't throw me under the bus for something I didn't do. I'll pack this fucking girl's bags myself.
(Manda) Young lady, you are standing in right a front of it.
MManda
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME! (interview) I’m pissed the fuck off! They didn’t throw me under a bus, they threw me under a fucking Mack truck! [to Jared as she walks into the dorms] ONE MISTAKE! ARE YOU JOKING ME?! How many times did we send up raw-ass chicken?! It came back raw fucking three times!
MManda
(enters the dorms) I’ve been re-firing eggs all night, and every single one of my steaks was perfect!
I don’t give a fuck what you’ve been re-firing! All you’re doing is bitching to me about, "I cooked a million eggs" SO FUCKING COOK ANOTHER ONE!
MManda
Just cook another one. We’ll just all wait for Jared to get his shit together.
[flips Manda off] Fuck you. That was fucking low!
Fuck you! THAT’S FUCKING IT! [punches wall as he walks away]
[Gordon inspects some snapper]
Blue team! Frank! Speed up, let's go! Raw fish. How thick is the fish?
Thicker than last time. There's no two fish the same, right? But it's undercooked.
(interview) If I tell you to watch something, just fucking watch it, y'know? I mean, don't send it up raw.
Come on, blue team! Come on! [claps his hands and pounds the workstation] Speed up a bit now, okay? (to Frank) Are they in the pan yet?
Frank, get them in the pan!
Please, please, please! Frank, can you bounce back a little bit?
You can? [walks up to Frank and stares at him; Frank continues cooking without responding] That's it blue team, yeah, we've switched off?
DJDannie & Jared
No that's not it chef.
But look at his (Frank) FACE! (to Frank) Young man, would you like to go home?
(to Frank) Frank, bounce back. It's no big deal.
DJDannie & Jared
Okay, exactly, exactly.
Thank you. (interview) Like, "bounce back", you fucked me over. What do you mean "bounce back"?
I'm dragging four snapper!
Jared, Jared. I got two beef, two snapper in the pizza oven.
(interview) Here we go. Frank just tries to pass the buck
You checking the snapper over there?
(interview) That's what Frank does. Frank tries to be like, "well if my hands didn't touch it last, it's not my problem".
Snapper, right now! [brings the fish to the pass]
(looks at the salmon in the middle) Holy shit. Who cooked the salmon?
It's raw. How does that happen?
MManda
I'm not sure, Chef!
(interview) Oh My God, Amanda. Salmon, it is, the most ordered, piece of fish, in the world.
How long for the refire? Manda
That skin looks buuurnt. He is not going be happy.
MManda
I'm GETTING FUCKING PISSED! (Interview) You just give me a few minutes and back up off of me, I can get this done.
MManda
I'm working on it, Chef!
That's raw. Where's the salmon?
MManda
Yes, the skin is burnt.
Fuck. Come here. (To Red Team) Hey.
JSJordin Sparks
Oh, no. Oh, no!
Hey. Look at where we are. All Stars? Let's get one thing right. No stars! All of you, get out! (Kicks the red team out)
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