[Kristin is helping Meese after multiple failed wellington attempts]
[to Meese] If you're not comfortable with it, don't serve it.
MMeese
I'm not serving that. No, I'm not serving that. [throws wellington in the bin]
MMeese
(interview) Oh, God! Fuck!
You put the wellington in the trash. [picks up the wellington that was thrown away] Hey, hey! Stop! All of you, come here.
[Gordon starts picking up the other wellingtons that Meese threw away earlier]
Cooked perfectly, and it's in the trash. Cooked perfectly, it's in the trash.
(interview) Seriously?! This is crazy. You never throw it in the trash! I will tear into that meat caveman style. Like, "Argh! I'm fucking starving!"
We're 75 minutes in, we've served one fucking table of entrées! We've put more food in the trashcan than we have in the dining room!
(interview) Why did you throw it away?! It was beautiful!
Meanwhile, back in the red kitchen...
Garnish walking, girls! [walks Wellingtons to the pass]
Chef Ramsay is looking for Jackie to deliver...
Arctic char! Arctic char! [holds a pan of perfectly cooked risotto]
...and finally complete the second order of entrées.
(Arctic) char. (sends it to the pass)
(returns the char and sauce to workstation) Hey! Hey, all of you, come here. Just touch that. Dannie, just touch that. COME ON! COME ON! QUICK! JUST TOUCH THAT!
Touch it! Touch... [heavily smashes the char] Fuck! Stone-cold! Jackie, we're stuck in neutral.
(interview) FUCK MY LIFE! Chef Ramsay is going to eliminate me right here.
Jackie, come here! Fucking useless!
For the last time, get it together!
Yes, chef. Now I got to refire this fucking shit!
(talking to the waiter) Go. Come back for the Arctic char, yes?
How long on this char, Jackie?
The rest of the table are eating their entrées.
MDMale diner
You guys can start. Start before it gets cold.
(interview) Fucking half the table's eating. So I got Chef Ramsay screaming, "Where's the char?"
(interview) Don't worry, I'm with it. I'm 'bout to 'bout it.
I cannot wait! It's not good enough!
[Gordon holds the char and sauce, returns to workstation for the second time, and he has had it]
Hey, all of you! All of you, come here!
Come here! It's cold and raw! Uh, I-I'm done! [slams the char to a plate] I'm fucking done! I AM DONE! GET OUT! GET OUT!!! I TOLD YOU I WON'T TO PUT UP WITH ANOTHER SERVICE THIS BAD, GET OUT, VANESSA! GET TO THE DOOR! [throws Vanessa's apron on a table when she is on her anger]
(whispers) Damn it. [Jackie throws her apron on a table]
(interview) THIS SUCKS! Somebody needs to go home tonight. It's just completely unacceptable.
It's like we're hitting walls instead of jumping hurdles.
Let’s jump to the chef's table, please! Two tuna, one wellington!
Meese, how long for the wellie garnish?
Just give me a time, Meese! (interview) It is very hard to run the garnish station when you do not communicate! [to Meese] Garnish, talk to me! [to Gordon] Walking with wellington.
(Arctic) char is in, right? Walking with tuna!
What is she (Meese) doing?!
MMeese
The wellington garnish is up, isn’t it?
(interview) Bitch, keep control of your station! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
[Meese backs the pan away from Ashley, who tries to put spinach in the pan]
What are you doing? What are you doing?!
God, I’m trying to help you!
I don’t want my guests eating on an installment plan!
[laughing] He did not just say that!
MMeese
I don't know, chef.
MMeese
The wellington garnish is up and--
(interview; regarding Meese) Bitch, get control of your station. (to Meese) What are you doing? (putting spinach on Messe's pan) What are you doing? What are you doing?
God, I'm trying to help you.
MMeese
(disintegrates) Ugh!
I don't want my guests eating on an installment plan?
[Screenshot of Kris Jenner and her friends laughing when they are waited for food]
Did he say "an installment plan"? He did not just say that.
(to Meese) Where's the mash (potatoes)?
MMeese
They're right here chef.
You can leave them in the pot. We talked about this. Leave them in the pot.
Who put that on a tray like that?
Hey, hey, hey, hey! (to Kris Jenner) Kris, I'm so sorry. Hey! All of you come here! COME HERE! GET IN! [summons the entire team into the pantry] I'M DONE!
We have a chef table in there tonight. Sat a meter away and look how I got the mash. It dumped on the fucking tray! I've been INSIDE PRISON and they give food better THAN THIS SHIT! [throws the plate down on the floor, causing it to shatter]
[Gordon opens the door and ushers the Red Team back into the kitchen without another word]
(interview; screams) AHHH!!! We suck. Like, we can’t do this!