[Gordon checks on scallops brought up by Roshni; finds that they're raw]
Hey, all of you, come here!
(interview) This is so bullshit! Wow!
I've had enough! Just touch these! (to Roshni) I mean honestly?
Here we standing here forty-five minutes into service, we haven't got the fucking appetisers out. [Roshni throws the raw scallops in the bin] (to Roshni) Get out! Get out of there!
RRoshni
(holds the pan) No, chef! No!
I'm not telling you one more time, get the fuck out of here! Fuck off upstairs! Get out! (to Barbie) Barbie! Get on the scallops! Cook me fucking scallops!
RRoshni
[exits the kitchen and throws her apron out] (interview) I've never ever walked off to the light and I'm always completed dinner service. (cries)
(8:06 pm)
Two hours into dinner service and not a single entrée is left either kitchen, patience is wearing thin in the dining room.
FDFemale diner
I'm hungry.
And the red kitchen is crumbling quickly.
A real fucking two minutes or a playful two minutes?
Coming through. Pardon me, Chef.
[sees the fish cooking] I've got six bass going. What?
Chef, I told them to start the bass. Because--
They should be cooked to order! It's fish!
Coming down with scallops.
(interview) I don't understand why I'm getting yelled at. I'm trying to fucking put out food for the customers. I mean, I'm pissed off that he's mad at me.
Ladies, STOP! ALL OF YOU, COME HERE! (Tiffany) You're telling her (Danielle) to cook six bass for three tables in front of what we're doing. [points to Barbie's scallops] And then this arrives!
RRoshni
(interview) Agh! We're screwed.
For the seventh time, touch them! Touch them! (he touches the scallops, then the red team touches it) All of you, GET OUT! (Barbie) And you, take that with you, get out of my fucking sight, GET OUT! OUT!
(interview) God! Oh, my God!
Absolutely useless! [sees the mess that the Red team left] HOLY FUCK.
[Gordon asks for dumplings for the cod dish in the Red kitchen]
(interview) Rosh, where are the dumplings? "I forgot." Really? Really?!
Can I get two full portions of cod?! With the garnish!
BRBarbie, Roshni & Brianna
Yes, chef!
[Gordon returns a cod dish to the workstation]
Hey, come here all of you. [throws his spoon away; splits a dumpling in half] Here's the big insult. Just touch them. Stone-cold. Pass it on, touch it. They're cold. Stone-cold.
(interview) Touch these. TOUCH THESE! Oh, Roshni! Dumplings? Come on, that's the easiest part of the dish!
(to Roshni) You can't even poach a dumpling!
[Gordon checks on wellingtons brought up by Roshni]
Oh, fuck me. It's still stone-cold. [returns to the workstation] All of you, come here.
RRoshni
(whispering) No, no, no, no.
This far into service, look. It's fucking raw! (to Roshni) You, get out!
RRoshni
Chef, please no! Can I get one more--
Get out! GET OUT!! PISS OFF!! Can someone put that one back in the oven?
RRoshni
But, I have a fresh one!
(to Royce) Hey, chef. Shit chef, come here. Burnt bits of crispy skin. Eat that. [Royce tastes the burnt chicken skin] How did that taste?
GET OUT! Hey, I'm done! You're over your head! [claps angrily] GET OUT OF HERE.
[Royce heads back to dorms, leaving just Brian and Roshni in the Blue kitchen]
(interview) All of a sudden, it's just me and Roshe. Holy shhhiiittt!
I don't give a fuck if I finish this table on my own with Scott. I don't care anymore.
RRoshni
(interview) We are screwed, big time.
What are you doing?! Nothing gets sent until the first catwalk! (to Roshni) You knew that, right?!
(to Guy) Did you know that?!
So why is he (Clemenza) cooking the scallops?! [pause] Clemenza, talk to ME!
I made a mistake, chef. It won't happen again.
(interview) I just start firing the scallops like an idiot, and people that knew staring at me. No one says a fucking word.
How many portions of scallops have we wasted?!
GGuy
(interview) Clemenza, come on! He needs to pay attention to what the fuck is going on in that kitchen!
GGuy
[walks to the pass] Coming up!
Over-fucking-cooked. (returns to workstation) Stop!! All of you, come here! Look, now we've gone overcooked to fuck! Horribly-done, grainy rubber. [hands scallop to Clemenza] Feel that, feel it! Just cooked to fuck! Who cooked them?
Guy! I'd rather you do it with control than try to rush them and create that mess!
RRoshni
(interview) Oh my God. We're done!
Clemenza! CLEMENZA!! Scallops, please! I'm running out of time! [still no response from Clemenza]
(interview) Guy just fumbled on the scallops, and I'm watching Clemenza go down like a body in the East River.
(to Guy) Get that scallop perfect, Guy. Come on, brother.
(interview) It's scallops! I mean, it's scallops!
Jesus Christ. Royce, get out there and tell them we need an extra five minutes. Hurry up!
[to blue team] Swordfish!
Fish, right now! Right now!
[brings fish to the pass] Chef, this is hot.
Yeah, I hope it's fucking hot. It's a kitchen, you doughnut. [the swordfish sticks to the tray as he tries to plate it] Oh, guys! Hey! What is this, a fucking... Hey! [bangs tray on workstation; the swordfish falls off] What–what is that? Rubber, overcooked.
One more swordfish! Yeah, yeah, I got it. I got it.
RRoshni
(interview) This is Clemenza's dish on the menu and it's hard for him to execute this dish.
Clemenza: I got it, I got it!
Roshni: (interview) He's just screwing up really bad today!
I'm dying for a swordfish!
One swordfish, right here. [looks around the kitchen] I need a plate for the pass, please! Anybody, somebody!
(interview) Clemenza's like a lost cat sometimes. He's just, "doo-doo-doo, doo-doo!" Like, I don't get it!
(to Clemenza) Right here, right here! I got it.
Go, go, go! (interview) I get frazzled, everybody gets fucking frazzled! But, you know what, I got it!
[After the successful dinner service, Gordon has discovered the swordfish was left on a tray]
What is all that - oh fuck me! (Calls the Blue Team; as they lost the service) Stop, stop, ALL OF YOU!
RRoshni
(interview) Shit man, now what!
Who cooked this? (to Clemenza) Clemenza, come here you! What the fuck have you done?
(interview) Oh, no, no, no. (moans)
(to Royce) Royce, come here you!
[puts out all of the leftover of swordfish into the workstation] 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11. Why did you cook so much?
I called them into 18 that can make four more.
That's not four more, its 11 more!
(to Royce) You told him (Clemenza), 18?
No. That I told him sixteen plus one.
Okay, seventeen. (interview) I say what the fuck is sixteen plus one? You called fucking seventeen, you jerkoff!
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