Krupa quotes from Hell's Kitchen

Right? First name, and what in the hell is that on there?

My name is Krupa. This is a traditional Gujarati dish of stuffed naan.

First off, doesn't exactly look appetizing, does it?

No.

No. It's like you've got four bits of asswipe on a plate. Splat!

You're right.

[takes a bite of naan] Spices are raw, bland. My dear Krupa, yeah? That is crap-a!

Back in the red kitchen, Carrie is looking to redeem herself on the fish station.

[goes to Carrie's fish station and takes over] I'll cook the fish, I'll cook it.

But Elise has other plans.

I got it babe. No, I got it. This is my station.

Don't push me!

Thank you.

(interview) Clearly, Carrie is the weaker cook than I am, so I felt like I want to take charge to impress Chef Ramsay.

Why is she (Elise) cooking fish?

I don't know what she's doing. She just came over here and grabbed it, chef. (interview) I mean, are you fucking kidding me? That bitch is crazy.

(to Carrie) What in the fuck is she doing?

I didn't let her cook and she just came here and grabbed it chef.

So I was going to cooking for you because we're all a team, right?

[covers his face] Ugh.

She trying to prove a point.

Elise!

Yes, chef?

[holds a ticket] I got a six top dying for the appetizers! And you're cooking fish!

I'll put the spaghetti up.

(to Elise) You, fuck off. Sit on the chef's table.

(interview; laughs loudly) HA!!!

Chef Ramsay, I just fell with the whole rib in my hands so--

Oh, fuck's sake. The whole fucking thing?

The whole fucking thing. I'm sorry.

Oh, you're kidding me. Oh, come on. One simple task. (calls Monterray) Monterray.

Yes, chef?

Monterray, once you've finished the rib, serve the ribs to Krupa. (to Krupa) Hey, Butterfingers. When he's finished serving the ribs from the blue team, take the trolley. Do not drop it!

Yes, chef.

[Picks up the sea bass] Behind you, hot. Coming through, coming through! Sea bass!

[Checks the sea bass with Sous-chef Andi] What's she done to that? [Calls Elise] Elise!

Yes, chef?

Come here. COME HERE! That's right! COME HERE! I've got one bass dry, and one bass raw. Raw! RAW!! Get the bass back in the pan!

Fuck!

(interview) Elise had some problems on the fish station. I mean, I thought Chef was about to kick her out of the kitchen. I was kinda hoping for him to, but you know... [shrugs]

Elise!

Yes, chef.

I don't know what kind of frame of mind you're in, but it's not on a fucking championship performance, let me tell you!

(interview) Elise will never admit that she's wrong. She just stood there with her eyebrows up and just looking. [pouts like Elise]

Who're you going to blame now?

Nobody, chef!

It's about time you looked at yourself in the mirror and took some responsibility!

Yes, chef.

I have stepped up my game every service, every challenge, I've gotten better. If you asked my team who they'd rather see leave between me and Carrie, I'm sure the answer would be Carrie.

Elizabeth, if you had to drop Elise or Carrie, who would you drop?

Carrie, chef.

Jamie?

Elise, chef.

Krupa, who would you drop?

Elise as well.

Jennifer, who would you drop?

Elise.

Gina?

Elise, chef.

Natalie [transferred to blue team since previous episode], you were in the Red Team. Who would you send home: Elise or Carrie?

Elise, chef.

No hesitation there. Elise, I did what you asked! I took a vote! Here's the sad news for you: your team wants you out of there so badly, you may be better off.

I can guarantee one thing: I never make same mistake twice. This is my first time on the carpet, (Carrie) this is her second, (Monterray) his second, and (Chino) his third. It is not my time to go yet, chef. I'm not here to throw anybody under the bus.

It's too late! [laughs]

I'm keeping it 100% with you, chef. I can work on my attitude, but you can't give somebody common sense and talent, [points at Carrie] especially when you're 31. I'm 26. I have so much to learn and so much more to give.

Are you done? [pause] Okay. Time for a difficult decision. My decision is... Elise. [everyone on the Red Team smiles as Elise tearfully walks up to Gordon] Stop crying and get back in line.

Who made this? Who made that risotto? The risotto's like soup. [returns to the workstation and pours the risotto into another pan] Krupa! The risotto is like soup. Soup, soup, soup, fucking soup!

(interview) Soupy risotto, what the fuck was wrong with me?

Come on, Krupa! I know you don't know the difference between veal and beef, but you must know the difference between soup and risotto!

[Prepares another risotto] Yes, chef. (interview) This sucks. I am better than this. [Brings risotto to the pass] Risotto.

[Checks the risotto] Krupa, cooked perfectly! [Krupa smiles while cooking another food] [to Andi] Okay, let's go. Service.

One fucked-up risotto after that no more.

How long, Gina? [Gina doesn't respond] Talk to your team!

I'm re–I'm ready.

Can you slow it down? I need about a minute and a half on my pasta.

I'm good to go.

Slow it down a little bit. (interview) Gina seemed to be in a rush to try to get things done, but the pasta wasn't ready, so I kept on pushing it back and pushing it back.

I'm walking with the scallops.

Oh, are you? Everybody else ready?

Hold on. Hold, 15 seconds!

[walks to the pass while Krupa continues cooking pasta] Walking with my scallops!

Oh, fuck me.

(interview) It's frustrating that she's not listening to me. She was focused on the task that she was doing, but there was no communication.

Let's go, spaghetti!

Lobster spaghetti coming right now, chef.

You're not—you're not even working as a team yet. Hurry up, Krupa.

[brings the lobster spaghetti to the pass] Chef, lobster spaghetti.

Undercooked! [spits the spaghetti on his napkin] Fuck me. [returns to the workstation and throws his tongs away] Krupa! Taste that! Hurry up! [Krupa tastes the spaghetti] RAW!

I'll give you another one, chef. (interview) Gina definitely screwed me over - timing-wise - and I had no choice but to take it up like that and then take the blame for it.

Gina! Krupa! All I'm begging for is communication! Get it together! Start the table again!

Oh, my God! I'm so pissed off. I can't take it anymore. (returns to the workstation and throws tongs away) ALL OF YOU, COME HERE! AT MY FUCKING SIDE! [knocks his hand on the workstation] (to Elise) What's wrong with that?

It looks like shit.

There's no pasta! It looks like baby food out of a fucking tin! (to Krupa) IT'S DISGUSTING!! [slams the pan down]

Sorry, chef.

From a soupy risotto to fucking spaghetti drowned in sauce!

(interview) Right now, appetizers is sinking the whole ship.

(to Krupa) Hey, you, you! Fuck off upstairs! GET OUT! I can't bear to look at you anymore! GET OUT!

Wellington, New York!

I have the wellington and the New York ready. I'm cutting it right now. [gasps after seeing the center of the cut wellington] Oh, this one's gonna be overcooked. Shit!

Oh, my God. Holy fuck, this is not real. Everything's fucked! [looks at wellingtons on Krupa's station] Oh, come on. Red team, stop! Everything's overcooked!

(interview) Krupa was cooking all the meat wrong. She was a nightmare.

(to Krupa) What are you doing?!

I don't know, chef. (interview) I honestly don't know what happened. There's no reason. (sighs; to Gordon) I'm frazzled, chef. I'm sorry.

You're telling me? Krupa, do you wanna go home?

No, chef.

Let's go!