Sandra quotes from Hell's Kitchen

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.

Please be right.

(on Sandra's wellingtons) Wellington cooked perfectly!

Thank you chef.

(on Bev's halibut) It's just gets worse. All of you, come here. Yeah, just touch that one first.

It's overcooked.

That's overcooked, now touch that one.

Undercooked.

What are we fucking doing to each other? To the Red team? What are we doing? All of you, GET OUT!

Yes, chef!

Fucking nuts I get thrown out. (interview) Tonight, all my dishes come out perfect! This sucks! It's just flat-out sucks!

Oh, my God. All of you, come here!

Oh, no!

This is brought by your captain! It's just raw, solid, pink halibut. You can't even rip it apart.

(interview) How stupid you look when the captain of our team brings us raw fish. She's just way over her head.

Melanie, are you done? Have you given up?! ANSWER ME!

I'm trying chef.

I'm not going to tell you one more time, cut the bullshit! Or go home! Good night!

No, please tell me to go back in line, chef. Please, please, chef. Please.

You did...

No please, chef. (starts crying)

...exceptionally well.

Oh no, please! (cries) Please let me go back in line... please!

You were a great competitor.

No, chef, I need to go back in line.

The lobster...

Please, chef.

...was way undercooked.....

Please let me go back in line.

....OK? And the halibut....

Let me go back in line, please.

was way overcooked.

Please, chef. Let me go back in line. Please.

I'm sorry. (Jessica sobbing) You should be very proud the work you've done. (Jessica continues crying, as well as Sandra)

I feel so bad for her.

You were a great competitor, and you must continue with that kind of attitude, the passion, and the love you have for food....

Please, no. Please, no.

...outside of this competition. (Jessica continues begging) You're just not ready to be a head chef, OK? Please give me your jacket.

[tastes spinach brought by Sandra] COME ON! This is bitter and there is no salt in this!

Fuck.

Come on! [drops spoon in Sandra's pot] Make it better!

(to Sandra) Add more salt quickly! (interview) Sandra, get your shit together! If I was running that kitchen tonight, I would've thrown her pan, ripped off her apron, and made her get the fuck out of the kitchen. Like, how has Jason not done that?

(to Gordon) It's not just falling apart. This is going too slow, but this is the last table, and...

Well, wake up.

What is going on with the garnish here?! This is not that hard!

(to Sandra) Is there an answer there or not?

(sighs) Fuck me.

It's like talking to a fucking brick wall.

Come on!