Salmon, lamb please, how long?
Hey, what's that piece of shit there?
It's supposed to be the salmon.
Holy fuck, look at that. It's like a... bison's penis - what is that shit? [opens up the salmon wrap, revealing the interior to be totally frozen] Look at that! Stone-cold, frozen salmon. Who put the salmon in the freezer?
Me. I fucked it up. (interview) The salmon was my fault because I stuck it in the freezer instead of the fridge, and it was frozen.
Yeah, you fucked up, big time!
TTek
All the salmon's the same, I think we're gonna have to eighty-six it.
Yeah, 'cos she's wrapped it frozen.
And we have five on order.
(to Amanda) Hey, ditzy! Great job!
[After a disastrous dinner service in which both teams lost, the Red team has already nominated Lovely and Tennille for elimination, and the Blue team is about to nominate two of its chefs]
Blue team. Joseph: let's be honest, that's a pretty sorry battalion you got there, isn't it.
Who's the first nominee for the men?
They can speak for themselves but they know who they are.
Hey smartass, I asked you to tell me. Who's the first nominee, and why?
No problem: Tony, and Andy.
Listen... I know you may be slightly stupid. First nominee and why?
First nominee and why? Tony. He knows why. We sat down as a group and they wouldn't pick each other. You know. No peer pressure! We're men!
Just, just just - what do you want, a fucking medal?
What do you want me to fuckin' say? What do you want me to say? They know who they fuckin' are. We chose as a group and they stand out and they said they belong there. Stand up, they know who they are.
[approaches Joseph] Listen, you chippy idiot. I asked for one nominee and why, plain English. And you're mouthing off, and you couldn't answer me. Now can you just tell me, in fucking plain English, the first nominee, and why he's nominated. Is that fucking clear?!
Thank you! [walks back] Unbelievable! One simple request, who and why, and you make a big fucking song and dance about it!
I ain't no fuckin' bitch, chef, I don't give a fuck. I ain't no bitch.
He's trying to bring the best out of you. You got to look past it.
He's not bringing the best out of me.
Shut your fuckin' mouth is what you should do right now.
I'm talkin' here. I don't give a fuck about you. I didn't come here for you.
You want to be an executive chef, Joe?
TTek
You signed up to fucking learn and grow, and...
Yeah, shut your fuckin' mouth.
TTek
...you do this, dude!
Okay! Answer the fucking question!
You keep talkin' like this, I'll have you out in the fuckin' parking lot! I don't give a fuck. What do you want me to say?
I ask the fucking questions, YOU give the fucking answers!
[takes off his jacket and walks out of the line] Fuck that shit, dawg. I ain't here for that! [approaches Gordon and tosses his jacket at him] You want the fuckin' jacket? You want to talk some shit? Let's go step outside, mo'fucka! [gets in Gordon's face] I ain't here for that, dawg!
Ladies, ready. Scallops here, Chef.
Let's go. You've got no color on the scallops. Shit. Tennille! I've got no color on the scallops. Look, they're boiled.
(to Tennille) That happens when you put too much oil in the pan. They end up marinating themselves, ok?
(interview) Suzanne likes to Hear. Her. Self. Talk!
There's too much oil in the pan.
(interview) She needs somebody to smack her in her face and tell her to shut the hell up.
What are you doing with them now? You can't put the same ones back in the pan! Oh my god.
YOU CAN'T PUT THE RUBBER ONES BACK IN THE PAN!
TTek
Just forget about that one, Tennille. Here, give that to me.
(interview) You're talking to me! You're talking to me!
(interview) Get out of the way, and let me cook my food!
Can you do it? Or shall I do it?
You ready? On those scallops? How much longer?
Tennille, if you sink our ship, I'm going to be pissed.
Fuck! What are you doing? What are you doing?
There's too many people talking to me at one time, and I'm just trying to do what you told me to do.
Take control of the situation.
Let's go, madame! Scallops please with the capellini, yes?
Yes, Chef. Yes Chef. (interview) Man, I almost sank the ship! (bringing scallops up) Scallops to the pass. (interview) But after they got out of my way, I was good to go. Did anybody notice that?
[The Red Team have started their first entrées]
(to Tek, regarding the steaks on the grill) You need to organize them a little better so we can get more on.
TTek
I know, I'm going to. Just chill for a second. (interview) This is my station, and I know what I'm doing, so... back off.
Stand by, yes? Away shortly; five New York strip, one chicken! (Tek ignores him) She's not even answering me...
TTek
Five strip, coming up now!
NO ONE'S GOT MY BACK HERE! Tek!
TTek
Five strip, one chicken, walking up now!
Let's go, then! Where's the strip?
(brings the garnish to the pass) Five orders...
[Gordon checks the steaks; they're VERY undercooked]
(sighs) Fuck off, Tek... Tek! (brings the steaks to Tek's station) That's fucking... that's still blue in there, yeah? Just touch that on top there, touch. Come on, touch it Suzanne! Touch!
(touches the steaks) Get it back in the oven.
Fingers are going right through it; it's blue!
Do you have room to start grilling off more?
TTek
Yeah, I will in one second.
(grabs more raw steaks) These are flatter, okay? These are thinner.
TTek
(interview) There were like, five people working a one-person station. Like, I know how to cook; I'm not a fucking dumbass. (back in the kitchen) Unfortunately, there aren't numerous hot places on the grill.
Okay, mark them and throw them in the oven; I've got a 500-degree oven back here.
(interview) You can't rely on that grill to cook your food for you! The grill has a purpose in that moment, and that purpose is to mark your food, and then you finish it in the oven!
TTek
(brings the steaks to the pass) Coming up with steaks!
(checks the steaks) Now they're burnt... (brings the steaks back to Tek) I am fucking so upset! That's nicely cooked, that's nicely cooked, and then what are they for?
[Close-up of the steaks; one is properly marked, and the other is black]
They're black! How can I serve THAT and THAT on the SAME TABLE, TEK?!?
I'M SO EMBARRASSED!! What's the matter with you, madam?! HALF THE DINING ROOM HAVE GOT THEIR ENTRÉES!! YOUR HALF ARE STANDING, STARING!!
(interview) Tek talks more of a game, but if she can't back it up, she's going home.
THIS MAY NOT BE IMPORTANT FOR YOU, MADAM, HEY- BUT MADAM, THIS IS FUCKING SERIOUS, AND YOU'RE SHIT!!! (to the servers) Yeah, just take the fucking lot back, will you? Get out my sight...
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