Joy quotes from Hell's Kitchen

As the bad news continues to pour into the red kitchen...

I'm pulling the scallops now.

...Chef Ramsay shifts his attention back to the blue kitchen.

How long for the risotto?

Risotto's two more minutes chef.

Desperate to witness something...

There's nothing coming out!

...anything positive.

There's nine of you fucking standing there playing with yourselves. [Gaurav sticks his finger into the risotto and tastes it] Oh, no! Hey you. Hey, hey, come here you. We do not stick our fingers in the fucking food, lick it, and then go back inside! What is this?!

Sorry, chef.

Does anyone have any respect for the customers standing behind me?

I'll get a grip, chef.

Don't worry about getting a grip. Next time, YOU'RE OUT!

(interview) Are you kidding me? You're going to not take my risotto just because I checked the rice and then finally cleaned my finger with my tongue?

Get it together!

Yes, chef.

Walking with risotto.

Where's the - where's the lobster?

Coming right now, chef. Lobster, drop the lobster, Joy.

(points to Nicole) Stop right there! Did you just say "drop the lobster"?

Yes, I did, chef.

(to Nicole and Joy) Come here, you two. (points to Sandra) You, come here. (to Nicole) The lobster is not even in. How long is it going to take you to cook that lobster tail?

45 seconds, chef.

Really?

Yes.

Do you know, what? Get me a lobster cooked in 45 seconds. Your time starts now.

(interview) Good luck, best wishes.

15 seconds gone.

(interview) The pressure's on. On!

30 seconds gone.

(interview) It's like, "Oh, my gosh! Cook faster!"

40 seconds gone. Time! [Joy brings her lobster tail to the workstation]

(interview) Here we go!

(slicing the lobster) Cold. Touch it in the middle. Cold and raw.

(interview) Oops.

Chef, I did not hear from risotto.

You didn't hear?

The communication is fucked up.

Communication, yeah, it's really fucked up. Let me communicate something really clear to you. (points to Joy, Nicole and Sandra) You, you, you, fuck off upstairs! I'M DONE! GET OUT!! Hope you heard that one.

In the Red kitchen...

THE APPETIZER SECTION IS A FRICKIN' DISASTER!

Yes, chef!

Chef Ramsay is still waiting for Nicole and Simone to deliver an acceptable lobster risotto.

(to Joy) How does that make you feel?

Disappointed chef.

Oh, fuck.

(interview) It's one thing to be frustrated, but I think Nicole is feeling a little bit defeated.

Walking with the risotto. [brings her risotto to the pass]

(interview) You know, Nicole? If you feel like you have no more to give, then maybe you should go home.

[returns and slams the risotto on the workstation] All of you, stop. That is so fucking peppery, it's actually started discolouring. (to Simone and Nicole) You two, get out. (to Rochelle) Rochelle, get on the appetisers. (to Joy) Joy, get on the fucking appetisers.

Yes, chef.

I want all of you now to go into the blue team, and get on every section and help them get out nine tables. Let's go!

Yes, chef!

(interview) That was a gangster service. I mean, we even had to go over and help the guys 'cause they didn't even know what the fuck they were doing.

[sees the red team enter the blue kitchen] Aw, here we go. This is fucking bullshit!

Alright, blue team! The ladies are finished! They're in here now to wake you up, and finish.

No, I'm good. I got a...

Hey, shut up! YOU FUCKING DO NEED HELP! Anyone that gives me a stone-cold crab cake twice, trust me, you need help!

(interview) Take the help! Run with it! The more help you take, the faster you can get out the kitchen!

One salmon, you have to walk with that welli.

And while Kashia hustles her salmon to the pass,

Wellingtons, where are they?

Ten minutes left on those two wellingtons.

Ten minutes?

Yes, chef.

Anton appears to be in no particular hurry.

Is there any way you guys can talk to each other? She's [Kashia] running over the salmon, (to Kashia; points to Anton) he's fucking ten minutes away!

(interview) What do you do when there's no protein? You're standing there and waiting to get cursed out some more because that's all you can do. These two men, they suck!

(goes to Kashia's station and returns her salmon) Hey, here's your salmon. You cooked them properly this time, unfortunately, you're miles away.

Thanks to Anton, Kashia must sacrifice her perfectly cooked salmon and cook another one. Meanwhile, back in the Blue kitchen...

[while cutting her wellingtons] Oh, I think I need a bread knife.

(goes to Rochelle's station) Wait, Rochelle.

Rochelle's wellingtons have caught Chef Ramsay's eye.

(interview) Oh, crap! Please, please be perfectly cooked. Please be cooked at all. Do not be blue or purple inside.

(slicing the wellingtons) Perfect. Absolutely perfect.

Okay.

Sauce, please.

Okay.

You've never worked in a professional kitchen on the line before you come here?

Never ever.

You cook like you've been working in a kitchen for five years.

Oh, thank you chef. (interview) To be complimented by Chef Ramsay, I mean for him to take me seriously as a potential candidate for a head chef, [brings her sauce to the pass] Walking with my wellington sauce. (interview) that blows my mind. It really does.

Rochelle, that's beautifully cooked.

Yes!

Thank you chef.

Back in the Red kitchen, Kashia is ready once again with her salmon.

[brings her salmon to the pass] Two salmon.

Two salmon, two fucking wellington!

But is Anton ready with his beef wellingtons?

I need two wellingtons cut.

Wellingtons, are they ready to go?

They're sitting right there, cut them off for me, please.

(slicing the wellingtons) Shit.

These are overcooked.

Yeah, fuck.

Wellington, let's go!

(slicing another wellington) That's overcooked too, man. Those are all over.

Oh, god-damn it!

Hello?!

Those are my two newest. I've got a replacement.

Hey, hey, hey anything?!

I'm checking! There are some of them that are over chef! I'm working on it right now!

(interview) It was like a little wellington cemetery tonight for sure. Like, you know how expensive those things are?

(goes to Anton's station) Stop! All of you, stop! Anton, these are not a little over.

That's way over, yes. Obviously, I screwed it up with the oven. Next door's oven, I got it down bad, this one I screwed it up.

Oh, fuck me.

(interview) I just don't understand making an excuse for an oven, or whatever. I mean, it doesn't matter.

What is your process?

Normally next door, it's 18 minutes, five minutes on the side. I let it rest for another five minutes--.

Stop yelling at me! I've told them it's 14 minutes. Done, that's it.

I understand that chef. (interview) Don't think I'm going to let some little girl get into my face and start ripping a new ass, because you got issues on being a woman in the kitchen. (to Sous-chef Andi) I was just saying that this is way overcooked.

Stop talking back!

(interview) You will not break me and I'm going to just going to piss you off more on purpose.

Anton, fucking pull it together!

I have it together, chef!

[angrily gets into Anton's face] DON'T YOU FUCKING TALK BACK TO ME!! DON'T YOU EVER TALK BACK TO ME!

I'm not talking back to you!

YES, YOU ARE! Pull it together! You're fucking doing this on purpose!

Anton, cut it yo!

(interview) He crossed the line. She's in charge. Unh-unh, you don't do that. You don't even rock like that.

Shut up and say "Yes, chef!"

Yes, chef.

Anton, come here! [throws his spoon away; leads Anton to the pantry]

(interview) Anton's out of control, he's going down in flames.

Get in here!

(interview) I don't see it getting any better for him here.

[angrily slams the door] What the fuck are you doing?! You've got to keep it together!

I do have it together, I have a clear head on it.

But the wellingtons are way out of control! You're not communicating, your head's in the fucking sand, and at this moment now I need you to rise and get it back together!

Yes, chef.

Let's go!

Yes, chef!

Plate up, guys! Let's go. [sees Joy still plating her dish while everyone else walks to the pass to present] Joy. Everybody had thirty minutes, you're still plating.

[sighs] It don't even matter! It's not even done!

What do you mean it doesn't matter?

[on the verge of tears] 'Cause it's not even done! It's not done! The meat isn't even done!

So whose fault is that, then?!

Joy! [pause] Joy, when you ignore me like that, it's a sign of bad manners. [as Joy walks back to the pass] Come here. Compose yourself! Joy!

[crying] It's just, I'm not happy with my dish at all. Like none of it! I'm not happy, I'm not pleased with myself!

You've got to keep it together.

Can all of you take ten seconds and just polish your plates?

(interview) I feel bad for Joy. She was definitely emotional about her pork. [to Joy] It's good. (interview) She felt she could've done more, and we all feel like that.

Fucking plate was raw.

Hey, hey. The pork's gonna rest. It will be good, okay? It's already done.

(interview) Oh, no. I'm next. I'm–I'm the last one. Like, the situation just got so real. If I don't come through, that makes Chef Ramsay look bad because he put his faith in us.

[whispering to Joy] Joy, take it home.

Let's go, Joy, please. Thank you.

[to the judges] Hello.

Hi.

Alright, what have we got?

We have a seared duck breast, and on top of that are some oven-roasted figs and mushrooms...and some Swiss chard for your veggie.

What was your inspiration behind the dish?

[pause] Uh...my inspiration was actually just cooking things I never cooked before. I never cooked duck, never cooked Swiss chard. I don't eat blackberries.

Huh?

I ate a fig for the first time here.

So you cooked for us stuff you've never cooked before to get on the calendar?

Damn!

Seriously? Fuck me. [slaps Rochelle's black jacket]

(interview) I'm gonna get my black jacket! It's right there in the center, I can see it! It's so pretty!

Uh, let's go. Paul.

Aesthetically, the dish looked amazing. The whole dish itself eats very well. There's balance, you get the acidity. I like it a lot.

Thank you.

Rock, how was that?

Flavor from top to bottom, it looked beautiful. The balance with that fruit...that's absolutely amazing.

Thank you.

Nice. Dana, what do you think?

I think this is the first dish that I've tasted and said, "Wow, this is delicious."

Rock, give us a number, please. One to five.

I'm just gonna go with a five.

Wow! Wow, wow, wow. Paul, one to five, please.

I'm gonna go five.

Wow. Dana.

I'm gonna give it a five also.

Thank you!

I thought the dish was delicious. I'm gonna give it a four. Great job, well done.

Thank you, thank you! (interview) You know, thank you, chef. But I already got my black jacket! [laughs]

Nineteen out of twenty! [Joy runs up and hugs Kashia]

Nice job, Joy!

Garnish for the halibut, please? I'll take, I'll take!

Garnish needs about 90 seconds to finish these shrimp off.

Walking with the halibut. [brings her halibut to the pass]

[throws his spoon away] I need the garnish for the halibut before the halibut! Shit!

I know, chef.

Well if you know, why doesn't Joy know?

What?! What am I...? I don't understand what you're saying!

OK, come here! Come here. I would like the garnish... look at me. Look at me!

Chef, I--

Can I finish my sentence? Plain English: I would like the garnish for the halibut, before the halibut.

Chef, I just... I... I...

Yes or no! You want to pick an argument? I'm ready!

(walking away) Can I finish cooking, chef?

Hey, young lady! If you're in a mood, don't take it out on my food.

(throws her cooking cloth away) I'm done.

You're done?!

Leave me alone, leave me alone.

Joy, stop.

Fuck you. I'm done with this shit. [removes her apron, throws it aside and leaves the kitchen]

Joy, no! Joy, come here!

Oh my God.

She left. She left, she walked off.

And he went chasing after her. I've never seen anything like this.

What a selfish attitude! One thing wrong and you run away. Absolutely phenomenal.

I'm trying to tell you--

No, you're not telling me!

You're not even listening to me! I'm--

No, you're not! You're arguing! You're arguing, you're shouting...

I'm done!

Hey, I know you're done. It shows in your cooking.

Okay, fine. Fuck you. (returns to the dorms)

Get out! Unbelievable. Fucking unbelievable.

So did that really happen?

I guess.

(laughs) I think we wrecked this place by ordering halibut!

(interview) I can't believe what was just happening. She just blew it. Over a fish. (in the kitchen) I don't understand that. (interview) Chicks, man.

She'd better not give up.

No, she'd better not. (interview) I'm just like "Please, walk back in with Chef!" [Gordon returns to the kitchen alone; Melanie and Rochelle look dismayed] (interview) But... no! No!

Melanie!

Yes, chef.

On the fish station, please.

Yes, chef.

And, excuse me! Everybody!

Yes, chef?

That is not the attitude I expect at this stage of the game, let me tell you!