Amanda Giblin quotes from Hell's Kitchen

(Knocks on a counter in the dorm) Let's press the bell, bitch, because we can argue!

Ding!

Don't call me "bitch"!

Don't mess with a heavyweight and you're a lightweight.

You're dealing with the wrong person!

Yes, I'm dealing with a crazy, deranged person!

What a fucking baby.

You need to watch your stuff.

(mockingly as she goes into the bedroom) Eah, she pointed her finger at me about the rFisotto, fuck off! (slams the door shut which causes a roof tile to come loose and hang over the door)

Oh, my God! She just broke the ceiling!

Oh, that's raw.

That's raw? Oh, fuck me. (calls Nedra in the dining room) Nedra, come here. Hurry up!

(returns to the kitchen) Yes, chef.

(returns to the workstation) All of you! ALL OF YOU!

Yes, chef!

(raises one lamb) What the fuck is that?

It's raw, chef.

Who sent me raw lamb on the signature dishes? Who as that?

Me, chef.

It's a joke for you, isn't it?

Not a joke at all, chef.

So what's that, then?

It's raw lamb.

(throws the lamb away) All of you, get out!

Fuck.

Get out! I'M DONE! Get out!

(interview) This sucks!

Leave it.

(interview) Like we're all talented . We're all good at what we do...

Leave it.

(interview) It shouldn't be that hard.

GET OUT!

Where would you like it, chef?

Put it there.

Thank you, chef.

[checks her chicken; finds that it's raw] Pink fucking chicken. (returns to the workstation) Ladies!

Yes, chef?

Pink chicken!

Fuck!

(Interview) Raw chicken, like seriously?

Pink chicken. Undercooked, and pink.

Sorry, chef.

[throws his spoon on the workstation as everyone stands around unresponsive] WAKE UP! Come on, Jacqueline!

Yes, chef!

Yes, chef!

Bounce back guys, leave it in the water longer.

Jacqueline!

Get me a pan.

JACQUELINE!

Yes, chef!

There are some things you can't do in a kitchen...

Yes, chef!

...and that's serving raw chicken!

Yes, chef!

JESUS CHRIST!

Now it's overcooked.

They're overcooked.

(returns to the workstation) All of you, HEY!

(under her breath) Oh, my God.

The Red team that loves taking the piss because they've flown off a private jet, they've been on a fucking mega super yacht, and they think they're King Dick because they've kissed Céline Dion's arse in fucking Vegas! Come here, you! Touch that.

It's overcooked, chef.

Yes, chef. Overcooked.

Just so--- [sees Danielle walking away] Oh, she disappears, look. Hey.

I'm giving you another one chef. I understand that's overcooked. [brings another wellington to the workstation]

Look at that there. Touch that there.

Yes, chef. Sorry, chef. Here's another one.

And even before touching that one, what do you think that one's going to come out at?

Medium, chef.

Touch that one.

Overcooked, chef.

Overcooked. Overcooked. [slams the tray on the workstation]

(under her breath) Fuck!

(interview) Danielle, girl. Get your shit together, man!

Third time lucky, bingo?!

Perfect, chef. Perfect, chef.

Oh! "Perfect, chef!" (sarcastically)

Sorry, chef. [brings another wellington to the workstation]

So the first two were what?!

My fuck-up, chef. Sorry, chef.

Hey, hello!

I've cut them right now, chef.

(gets Nedra's plate of eggs benedict) Stop Nedra, stop. [brings the eggs benedict to the workstation] Stop! LADIES! (gets a piece of muffin) Look, soggy. (to Nedra) Why are using the soggy ones when you've got toasted behind you?

Yes, chef.

No, not "Yes, chef!" Why are you using the soggy ones?!

I didn't know the were soggy, chef.

Visually you don't know that's not toasted?

I didn't see it when they went down chef. But I have another one coming. [Gordon throws the muffin away on the plate]

Let's go, guys. Let's bounce back.

It's undercooked, the rice. Wow, fuck me. (returns to the workstation) Hey, the rice is undercooked! The rice is undercooked!

That's not ready yet, guys.

Start again!

Yes, chef.

Come on! (to Jessica at the pass) What are you waiting on?

[Table] 34, chef.

Yeah, fuck-- come in here. Come in here! [Jessica enters the Red kitchen] How long have you been waiting?

20-30 minutes chef.

Yeah, you've been actually waiting 32 minutes. Tell your fucking team!

(to the Red team) Let's go, guys! Table 34!

Why are you laughing?

I'm not. I'm sorry, chef. [Gordon throws his spoon away on the workstation]

(to the Red team) Hey, all of you stop! Come here, fucking all of you! (to Jessica) You think this is a joke.

No, chef. I don't.

(to the Red team) We're dying for Table 34's fucking appetizers (to Jessica) and you're coming in to laugh at (points to Susan) her. What's funny?

Nothing, chef.

Do you want to go?

No, chef. I don't.

Can you tell your team to hurry up?

(to the Red team) Let's go, team!

I'm ready!

(to Jessica) Hey, it's sounds so funny, isn't it?

No, chef.

That's raw. (returns to the workstation and throws his spoon away; shows the raw pork to the Red team)

Oh, my fucking God!

COME HERE, ALL OF YOU!

God.

Yeah, kept me waiting 28 minutes for raw pork. (points to every member of the Red team) You, you, you, you, you, you, you, (slams the tray on the workstation) GET OUT! DISASTER! GET OUT!

Raw, raw, fucking raw. [returns to the workstation] Oh, fucking hell!

Fuck my life!

Raw filet! The easiest to cook, the most glamourous, the most in demand, cold and raw!

(interview) Jacqueline says it's good, I trusted her, and they're raw.

Raw in the middle! Hey, Amanda! It's not sushi night, it's steak night!

Yes, chef!

It's raw now. Now they're taking the piss. (returns to the workstation and repeatedly knocks it) What is it for the second fucking time?!

It's fucking raw, chef.

That's right! It's fucking raw!! (throws a filet on the workstation)

I have two more in the oven.

(points to Amanda, Jacqueline, Nedra and Cyndi) You, you, you, you! FUCK OFF, ALL FOUR OF YOU! GET OUT! GET OUT!!

You are kidding me, ice cold! HEY! ALL OF YOU COME HERE, HURRY UP! [returns the tuna at the workstation; then knocks twice on the counter] JUST TOUCH THAT! TOUCH THAT YOUR FINGERS.

Stone-cold.

IT'S SAYING ICE COLD!

Fuck!

Something is so easy! WHO SEARED IT?

Nedra seared it. (cuts off to Nedra when she blinks her eyes)

I-- (interview) Fuck you, Amanda! You skate on thin ice! It's not the one I seared.

[drops the tuna onto the workstation] Fucking hell! (throws a spoon away) I STOOD AWAY TO GO! A PIECE OF FISH THAT BIG THAT CAN'T BE SEARED! SHIT! (knocks over the workstation twice)

Chef, I need take four--

Nedra seared it, chef. I got it.

(rekindles Amanda) "Nedra seared it, I got it." (throws a spoon with a disappointment)

(interview) Back off the station, I have it!

Chef, it was a poor mistake I'm trying to fix right now.

Fucking bitch!