[Gordon checks on lobster and scallops brought up by JP and JR]
Hey, HEY! All of you, come here! Look at that! Touch that! Look at what you're giving me!
It's still fucking moving! [smashes the scallops]
JJP
That was my fault chef.
JJP
I'm dropping three more.
SSantos
You’re sabotaging us! Thank you for the fucking snowball! ASSHOLES!!! [double flips]
(to Sterling) The halibut's ready!
I'm not ready yet! Give me three minutes tops, man! Three minutes!
Three minutes, man! I'm not serving that!
...and shut the fuck up!!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! (to Steve) Listen! Fucking pay attention! Pay attention to what's going on!
(to Steve) Why would you send it up when my food ain't ready, man?
SSantos
(interview) Really, guys? Really? It's not a measure of how big your cock is. Just put your food out!
I got it, chef. (to Aaron and Santos) You ready to go?
You ready to walk? I wanna see you walk.
No! Stop, Frank! They're not ready! They're three minutes out, Frank! You just gave him the chicken veg for three minutes out.
[spits out spinach after tasting it] All of you, come here! So Frank hits the window two minutes early! (to Frank) Just taste what you've given me. Taste that!
Taste that. And what's the one thing it's missing?
SSantos
Salt and pepper, chef.
Fuck off upstairs! GET OUT!
Yes, chef. (interview) Messing up, it's like... I don't know. It's like a monkey and a wrench. A monkey, a wrench and a monkey. Monkey and a... That's not right. Hold on.
[Gordon inspects the halibut and pork brought by Santos and JR, respectively]
(to Santos) Halibut's cooked beautifully!
SSantos
Thank you, chef! [bumps fists with Fernando] (interview) WOO-HOO!!
Hey, blue team! Come here! That halibut is cooked beautifully. Good job.
(to JR) You didn't even fucking cook it! Why are you saying, "Thank you?!"
JJR
Because we're a team, chef.
Let me tell you something. The pork is fucking raw!
(interview) I told you to fucking–I... (sighs)
(to Frank and JR) Back together in the oven! [slams fist on table repeatedly]
SSantos
(interview) Aw, man! Really?! I just put love into that thing!
[Gordon sends back the salmon brought to the pass and separates it to show that it's raw]
Do we walk? You wanna walk?
SHUT UP! (to Santos) COME HERE!!
SSantos
(interview) When Chef Ramsay says, "Come here," your heart just goes to your fucking feet.
SSantos
Very important person, chef.
SSantos
Very important person, chef!
SSantos
VERY IMPORTANT PERSON, CHEF!
SSantos
VERY IMPORTANT PERSON, CHEF!!
SO WHY ARE YOU SERVING RAW FUCKING SALMON?! [points at Sterling] Overcooked! [points at Santos] Raw! What's next?!
One chicken, one lamb! HOW LONG?!
Coming in right now, chef. Chicken right here.
JJR
Forty-five seconds on the lamb, please. (interview) I'm trying to come back. I'm gonna make sure that the lamb is cooked perfectly. Chef Ramsay is ready to explode at any moment.
[looks at the lamb] That looks like shit! [walks back to workstation] That's for Chris Bosh! Yeah, [throws spoon] fucking raw! Raw!
JJR
(interview) It's just like... Fuck!
(to JR) You, fuck off! Get out! (to Frank) You, GET OUT! (to Fernando and Santos) You two, FUCK OFF!
SSantos
(interview) JR dropped the ball on the meat station. He fucked me, he screwed me over! He's the one that screwed up dinner service.
(interview) What the fuck is going on?!
[During the team challenge, Steve and Sterling taste calamari chowder and try to recognize the meat]
Soup?! Where's the protein? (interview) You're eating it, and it's like, "This could be anything. This could be anything, this could be anything!"
Hurry up! It's not lunch, guys!
[grabs scallop plate] Scallops!
(interview) Your head's racing a mile a minute. You're just going nonstop, but I know it's gotta be something in the ocean. (to Gordon) Alligator!
NO! Alligator chowder? What?!
ASAshley Sherman
(interview; laughs) Time's a-tickin', fools. And you're fucking up!
SSantos
Come on, guys! Taste, taste it! (interview) Boys, just taste it! Put it in your mouth! Come on!
(to Sterling; after tasting yet another meat) Squid. Come on.
(interview) Lord God, please hear my prayer.
(interview) Can I get an amen?!
[Aaron is the last member of the blue team to guess the meat correctly during the team challenge]
With two dishes remaining, Aaron's on his own to identify the alligator.
SSantos
(to Aaron) We got this! Come on!
(interview) Oh my God. This is a really spicy dish. [to the blue team] It's so fucking covered up with shit!
That's a Cajun dish, man! It's alligator! Alligator! (interview) Man, I'm from the dirty South! That's alligator right off the damn dome, you know?!
Alligator, man! It's Cajun!
(interview) Sterling is yelling, "Alligator," but nobody is listening to him. I'm like, "Yes! This is the perfect time for you guys to ignore his ass!"
Alright, Sterling! (interview) Sterling, I'm sure you're right right now! [to Gordon] Alligator!
(to Aaron) Thank you! THANK YOU! (interview) You ain't from the South if you can't recognize that shit there!
[Marino returns to the pass with calamari from the Italian Consulate table]
The Italian Consule, they told me the calamari are raw and got no flavor.
Raw calamari, fucking hell. Unbelievable, ALL OF YOU, STOP! ALL OF YOU! Have I got news for you, raw fucking calamari. Touch them, raw. Yeah, raw calamari.
(interview) Ashley, what is happening? Undercooked? Seriously?
That's from the Italian Consulate table. WHAT IS GOING ON? WHAT IN THE FUCK IS GOING ON?! (to Sterling) Any ideas now? All of you, get out! Just leave me alone! Get out! GET FUCKING OUT!
(interview) Again? Fuck me!
GET OUT!! PATHETIC! GET OUT!!
(interview) From what I've seen so far, the Red team is kind of a let down for me, it's just ridiculous.
Last ticket! Come on guys, MOVE!
Alright, garnish is walking!
Behind you. [brings his steaks to the pass]
Here we go, story of the night. Tagliatelle? (to Aaron) Give me a fucking time, you.
SSantos
(interview) I don't here any more yelling over there in the Red team which means the girls just got kicked out so we have to close this service down.
Behind, two tag. [brings his tagliatelle to the pass]
Oh, my God man. That is extraordinary. Happy now?
(to Steve) Yeah, fuck it. You start slow, he (Frank) sends raw food, clear down.
(to Gordon) Risotto, behind you!
[after touching the risotto and cutting into the lobster] Blue team!
COME HERE! Just touch that! Touch it!
Oh my God. That's from the fridge, man!
Hey, hey, team! Touch it!
SSantos
Fucking cold. (interview) What the fuck is going on?! Aaron, how do you send a cold lobster?
Scallops are undercooked.
...fucking lobster tail in!
Come on, man! Just tell us what you need! How–how long?
(to Aaron) Put it on the burner, bro.
No, I don't have to, dude! You don't throw cold lobster tail in! (interview) Every time Bryant touches something on my station, it's fucked!
I didn't touch your lobster tail. Take ownership! I didn't–I put it in right here in your butter. (interview) Aaron can't cook to save his life! [to Aaron] Calm the fuck down, dude. (interview) That's how you wanna be a team? Alright, man. Fuck you! I'm not doing none of your shit now!
Blue team, they're (Red team) plating!
I'm ready to plate, guys! Ready to plate! Come on!
(interview) Both kitchens have to deliver at the same time, but everything has to be cooked to perfection. That's it. That's all he wants. (to Santos) In the middle, okay? Make sure you get in four per pan!
No! We don't have enough. (interview) We are so screwed right now. It's going to take a very long time to re-fire.
Fucking hell. Ran out of fucking risotto. How many portions are we short? (to Fernando) Hey! Tell me, please!
Two short?! [throws spoon; to Fernando] Hey, you, come here! You've ran out of risotto. [to the rest of the Blue Team] Hey. Hey, stop. Stop! We're not serving until we're all together!
They deserve to be served AT THE SAME TIME!
We are not serving this course until we're all together!
Come on, Fernando. How long?
Alright, hurry up. (interview) Come on, Fernando! You're supposed to be an executive chef. You should know a little bit better than that.
[Bryant continues to wait on garnish from Frank]
Two halibut, two pork, two rib eye! How long?!
(to Frank) Can you walk?!
No, I got the mash coming with that!
This is ridiculous! (interview) Frankie's fucking us up right now. It's just unreal.
(to Frank) Broccolini, how long?! [Frank doesn't respond]
A minute and a half! (interview) I've been giving him pretty fucking accurate times. If anything, I'm off by a minute. I mean...it's pretty fucking accurate.
Get it together, Frank! KEEP TALKING!
Yes is not a proper response!
Look! Alright, you know what? (interview) At this point, I can't let them run me. (to Frank) I need to send this food now, dude. People are getting pissed off and they're tired of waiting! (interview) I need to do anything I possibly can!
You know what, you know what? [waves hand] See you later, man. I'm sorry, I didn't like this...
...but I'm fucking serious! (to Sterling) Sterling, I need you here...
...to run this damn station!
[starts walking out of the kitchen] FUCK!
Yes, chef! Thirty seconds, chef!
[Frank makes his way upstairs to the dorms]
(interview) I started off a little slow, but everything was going perfect. Everything was perfect. Dude, what just happened was so beyond fucked up. [angrily slaps the couch]