Marino quotes from Hell's Kitchen

STOP! [throws spoon] STOP! Time-out! Time-out! Marino!

Yes, chef.

Get in here. You're Italian, taste that fucking shit risotto. [Marino takes a bite of the risotto]

Mushy.

Overcooked lobster tail, overcooked scallops, and mush risotto.

(Interview) My hands are shaking right now.

(Interview) Holy shit!

All of you, come here, yeah all of you. All of you, all of you. Get the fuck out. [sends the red team to the storage room]. Get in there! Get in there! [slams the storage room door]. Have a fucking meeting, and sort it out. When you walk back in that kitchen, if anyone hasn’t gotten their shit together, GAME OVER!

Yes, chef!

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.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Last ticket! Come on guys, MOVE!

Alright, garnish is walking!

Okay.

Going up with steaks?

Behind you. [brings his steaks to the pass]

Here we go, story of the night. Tagliatelle? (to Aaron) Give me a fucking time, you.

Thirty seconds chef.

Thirty seconds.

(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?

Yes, chef!

(to Steve) Yeah, fuck it. You start slow, he (Frank) sends raw food, clear down.

Yes, chef.

(to Gordon) Chef, Table 22. They found this on the salad of the scallops. It's a plastic.

Hey. Hey, Blue team!

(interview) Something happened. I hope I didn't do it.

[holds up plastic strip] That was in the scallop salad.

What the fuck?! Come on, fellas!

Who dressed it?

I did, chef. (interview) But as it turns out, I did. (to Gordon) I apologize.

You're gonna slice somebody's throat open!

Understandable. (interview) Fuck! Another fuckin' dumb, little mistake.

It's just so fucking basic! So basic!

Over in the blue kitchen...

Two risotto, one capellini, one special! Yes?!

Yes, chef!

LET'S GO!!

...the men are still backed up on appetizers and have now put the tableside chefs in neutral...

Let me go check on them (the chefs inside the blue kitchen), I'll be right back.

...and so Jared and Eddie, in an attempt to be useful, head to the kitchen to offer their assistance.

Guys, talk to me? What do you boys need? What do you boys need?

I'm finishing off this risotto. Eddie!

(to Eddie while pointing on Mark's pan) Risotto!

(interview) I heard everything going on I was like, "You know they need help. I am going back in there". (in the kitchen) [holds a pan of risottos to be sent to the pass] Coming around hot, coming 'round hot.

(calling Eddie) Hey, hey, you, come here, you. Put it (the pan Eddie is holding) down. Who cooked this?

I started it, chef, Eddie finished it for me.

(to Mark and Eddie) Come here you, taste that! It's bland, the rice is still undercooked, disgusting!

(interview) Mark is not getting any of his dishes right. He looks like deer in headlights when he's getting yelled at. Bro, like wake up! Hello, you're here!

(to Mark) Come here. (to Eddie) You, come here. Sit down [let to sit him on the chef's table] and eat your shit. (to Eddie) Yes, take a seat, you must be tired if you're gonna fucking... (calls Marino) Uh, Marino!

Yes, chef?

Glass of sauvignon blanc for Chef Mark and Steady Eddie.

Okay.

Hurry up, let's go.

Hello, guys. And if I were you, I would actually eat it fast.

(interview) I swallowed the risotto just like I swallowed my pride. I still don't know how the hell I got roped into that, to be honest with you.

Back in the blue kitchen...

[Holds the tickets] Come on guys, they're about to walk out!

Chef Ramsay is just looking for...

(to Hassan) Risotto, where is it?

You got my two lobsters for the risotto ready?

Yep! [Checking cooked shrimps] Make sure they're hot.

Go, go, go!

[brings the lobster to pass] To your left, chef.

Unreal. [returns the lobster at the workstation] Hey, hey, hey, hey, come here, all of you! ALL OF YOU!!!

(interview) Fish station, Alan and Kevin, they were kinda... (imitates whistling) like a fart in a fan factory, [sic] man. They were fucking lost.

Just touch that, put your hand on there! [sees a cold raw lobster on a plate] Touch, touch! Fucking (smashes the shrimp) COLD! WHAT'S GOING ON?! 'CAUSE I'M GETTING SERIOUSLY PISSED OFF!

I'm done, let's get out of here.

I do not fucking get it!

Chef, table 40 is leaving, two top, they haven't got anything yet.

Now the tables have walking out, just literally giving up! A bit like you. Fuck off out of here! GET OUT!!! GET OUT!!!

(interview) What a fucking shit show! I've never been a part of anything so hellacious in my life.

Hey! Hey, hey, bozo! Do me one favor tonight: get upstairs and think of two individuals that don't belong in the blue team. GET OUT!

Yes chef.

PATHETIC!

That was bru-TAL.

(goes to the Blue kitchen) Hey! Hey, Blue team!

Yes, chef.

(to Eddie and Alan) You two, on desserts. The rest of you, jump into the Red Team and help them finish! Now!

Yes, chef!

NOW!

Where we at?

Who’s on fish? I’ll hop on fish!

What do we got working?

That’s already reduced in there. Right here.

I can’t believe this is fucking happening.

It’s fucking burnt, throw it out.

(interview) These boys just bomb-rushed our kitchen, kamikaze style. Like, fucking... [imitates bomb falling and going off]

As soon as those two tunas are ready, we’ll go to the pass!

Why are you screaming?!

I’m not screaming! THIS IS HOW I TALK!

(interview; impersonates Hassan yelling at her) "You guys need to listen to me, ‘cause I’m Hassan, and I'm big, and I blah-blah-blah!" Shut up!

Tuna going to the window!

[to Sous Chef Christina] On your left, two fish.

Okay, let’s go.

First ticket out, team! Loving the teamwork, guys!

With a very vocal Hassan leading the charge, the men have taken over the red kitchen...

[to Kris Jenner] And I have your tuna.

Kris Jenner

Smells so good.

...delivering entrées to the chef’s table and grateful customers in the dining room.

Last table now! Two Arctic char, four wellington!

Let’s go, guys.

I’m walking char.

Heard!

She’s (Jackie) got the wellies right behind you.

Service, please.

Alright, guys, let’s clear it down.

Christina Wilson

[to Red team] Please thank the gentlemen for finishing your service two nights in a row!

Thank you, guys!

No problem.

Fucking pathetic-ass shit. Bullshit ass team. Worst team ever.

Joe, what is going on?

(Table) 23? 23?

23. Yeah, what do you need?

I just need to know where the fucking is.

(to Manda) What's he (Joe) doing there?! What's the fucking fat little donkey doing out there?

[letting Joe back to the kitchen] Hey, 23 is this way, I'll show you, watch your language.

(interview) Regardless of what's going on in my head or in the kitchen, I'm a people person. I'm always good with the people.

[attracts with diners when serving tableside] How is doing today?

I'm hungry.

Oh, okay. Well, we'll fix that in a hurry. (interview) I can always turn on the charm (smiles). [plates the tableside dish with...] Mascarpone sauce, potatoes.

Joe!

Yeah?

Move your arse.

[brings the plate to the hungry female diner] Here you go, enjoy. My mom never yelled at me this much.

Joe, get your fat arse in here, NOW! Hey you, come here?

Yes, chef?

[notices the dirt on Joe's chef jacket] What's all this on here? It is a brand new jacket? You look like a sack of shit on a hot day. YOU ARE DIRTY, YOU'RE SLOW, GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE, GET OUT!!! GET CHANGE, HURRY UP!!!

I don't have another clean, chef--

Fucking find one! I don't care! FIND ONE! [to the rest of the Blue Team] Two Arctic char, two New York strip!

[to Joe] What do you need?!

A FUCKING COAT! COME ON! (interview) I would never think of talking back to Chef Ramsay. [runs down the hall and into the dorms] FUCK!! (interview) But a part of me was like, "Yo, bro! What the fuck do you want me to do about it?! You want me to feed these tables. or is this a fucking fashion show?!"

Ohhh, minchia. That's uhhh that's not good at all.

The flavor was good and then I went towards the middle.

Maybe they thought you ordered some sashimi. Let me take this please. I'm so sorry, I apologize. [returns to the kitchen] (to Gordon) Chef?

What's the matter?

This is table 22.

Oh no.

They already waited for the fish, and they are raw inside. They're undercooked.

[drops the bowls of raw fish in the trash] Oh, FUCKING HELL.

Hey, from now on, don't-just don't touch the snapper until I look at it, please.

Okay.

Yes.

Thank you.

Yes.

(interview) It sucks because I'm getting fucked by everybody else and I'm dragging now on fish because of them, but like, I didn't push out those snappers.