Bryant quotes from Hell's Kitchen

Hey, HEY! All of you, come here! Look at that! Touch that! Look at what you're giving me!

They're raw.

It's still fucking moving! [smashes the scallops]

Sorry, chef.

Raw lobster!

That was my fault chef.

JESUS CHRIST!!

I'm dropping three more.

JP!

Yes, chef?

JUST PATHETIC!! JR!

Yes, chef?

JUST RIDICULOUS!!

You’re sabotaging us! Thank you for the fucking snowball! ASSHOLES!!! [double flips]

(to Gordon) Risotto, behind you!

[after touching the risotto and cutting into the lobster] Blue team!

Yes, chef!

COME HERE! Just touch that! Touch it!

Oh my God. That's from the fridge, man!

Hey, hey, team! Touch it!

Fucking cold. (interview) What the fuck is going on?! Aaron, how do you send a cold lobster?

Come on, Aaron.

You can't throw...

Scallops are undercooked.

...fucking lobster tail in!

Lobster's stone cold!

FUCK!

Come on, man! Just tell us what you need! How–how long?

(to Aaron) Put it on the burner, bro.

No, I don't have to, dude! You don't throw cold lobster tail in! (interview) Every time Bryant touches something on my station, it's fucked!

I didn't touch your lobster tail. Take ownership! I didn't–I put it in right here in your butter. (interview) Aaron can't cook to save his life! [to Aaron] Calm the fuck down, dude. (interview) That's how you wanna be a team? Alright, man. Fuck you! I'm not doing none of your shit now!

Halibut garnish!

Halibut garnish is coming! (to Aaron) Let's go! Wellington's in the window!

Beautifully cooked.

Thank you, chef. (to blue team) Come on, guys! We need those two halibut!

Right now, right now!

Let's go! (interview) Like, seriously, Aaron? Get your shit together! I am putting up meat that is perfect.

[sees Aaron running to the pass with halibut] Fucking hell. Come back, John, please. [separates the halibut and notices they're both raw in the center] Hey, blue team!

Yes, chef.

Fuck!

Raw halibut in the middle there...and raw halibut in the middle there.

Aaron, you got two more, right?

(to Aaron) You got two more?

Oh, fucking hell.

Move, move!

The fuck? (interview) Aaron is just a fucking wreck! [to Aaron] You don't even know what you're doing, man! (interview) That bitch can make desserts, but that's it! (to Aaron) You lost it. (interview) Fuck him!

Aaron, why do you think you should stay in Hell's Kitchen?

Actually, chef, as much as I'd love to run a restaurant for you, [Sade looks surprised] I'd love to be a Michelin-star chef and I don't think winning Hell's Kitchen is actually gonna get me any closer to my goal. [Roe raises her eyebrows]

This is unbelievable. [Bryant raises his eyebrows]

It's... it is what it is. [Fernando shakes his head] I'd like to be master of my craft before I have to teach and lead it.

Why have you come to that decision?

I've never been pushed this hard to realize that the things I do not know. [Sade looks puzzled]

Wow.

For me, [Bryant turns his head to Aaron] I need more education. I'd like more education. [Roe shakes her head]

I think you would've learned a lot more here [Aaron lowers his head] and you're not willing to fight for it [Aaron shrugs, Sade shrugs, and Roe rolls her eyes]. Yeah I'm not gonna waste my time with you any longer. Give me your jacket please.

Hey, man [handshakes Aaron]. Good luck. [Santos shakes his head]

[handshakes Gordon and surrenders his jacket] Thank you for the education, chef.

Good luck.

Thank you. [exits the building]

Disappointing.

(after being eliminated) When I first came to Hell's Kitchen, I wanted the Executive Chef spot, but this is one of the hardest things I had to do in my life, physically, mentally, emotionally... It's ten thousand times more difficult to cook in Hell's Kitchen than it is in any other situation.

Blue team, they're (Red team) plating!

Yes, chef!

I'm ready to plate, guys! Ready to plate! Come on!

(interview) Both kitchens have to deliver at the same time, but everything has to be cooked to perfection. That's it. That's all he wants. (to Santos) In the middle, okay? Make sure you get in four per pan!

We're good?

No! We don't have enough. (interview) We are so screwed right now. It's going to take a very long time to re-fire.

Fucking hell. Ran out of fucking risotto. How many portions are we short? (to Fernando) Hey! Tell me, please!

Two short.

Two short?! [throws spoon; to Fernando] Hey, you, come here! You've ran out of risotto. [to the rest of the Blue Team] Hey. Hey, stop. Stop! We're not serving until we're all together!

Yes, chef.

They deserve to be served AT THE SAME TIME!

Yes, chef.

We are not serving this course until we're all together!

Come on, Fernando. How long?

Give me a minute.

Alright, hurry up. (interview) Come on, Fernando! You're supposed to be an executive chef. You should know a little bit better than that.

(to Bryant) Is that too overcooked for you or no?

It tastes burnt. Yeah, fix it.

(interview) I tasted it. I thought it was unbelievable, but do whatever you want.

You're about three minutes away. You need to get the fuck out of this kitchen, dude.

No, Bryant, I will get it for you!

I'm fucking serious, Frank! (interview) My menu is supposed to be Frank-proof. Can you imagine if this menu was any harder?

Two halibut, two pork, two rib eye! How long?!

(to Frank) Can you walk?!

I can walk!

Frankie, garnish!

No, I got the mash coming with that!

What about broccolini?

Then, the broccolini!

How long?

This is ridiculous! (interview) Frankie's fucking us up right now. It's just unreal.

(to Frank) Broccolini, how long?! [Frank doesn't respond]

Come on, Frank!

TALK TO HIM, FRANK!

A minute and a half! (interview) I've been giving him pretty fucking accurate times. If anything, I'm off by a minute. I mean...it's pretty fucking accurate.

Get it together, Frank! KEEP TALKING!

Yes.

Yes is not a proper response!

Look! Alright, you know what? (interview) At this point, I can't let them run me. (to Frank) I need to send this food now, dude. People are getting pissed off and they're tired of waiting! (interview) I need to do anything I possibly can!

Look, I—

You know what, you know what? [waves hand] See you later, man. I'm sorry, I didn't like this...

I'm sorry, man.

...but I'm fucking serious! (to Sterling) Sterling, I need you here...

Yes, chef!

...to run this damn station!

Yes, chef!

(to Frank) BYE-BYE!

[starts walking out of the kitchen] FUCK!

Let's go, Sterling.

Yes, chef! Thirty seconds, chef!

(interview) I started off a little slow, but everything was going perfect. Everything was perfect. Dude, what just happened was so beyond fucked up. [angrily slaps the couch]