Final Five quotes from Hell's Kitchen

On order, six covers table 20. Entrées: Two wellington, two chicken, one lamb, one Dory. Wellington's medium, yes?

Yes, chef!

(to Andrea) Right Andrea, what's going? [gets no answer] No answer. I'm not in the best of moods, ah? I don't like being ignored in my own fucking kitchen. What's going?

I have no idea, chef.

Oh, my God almighty.

(interview) On garnish, you've got to be thirty seconds before everybody else. If she's not checking the tickets for us, we're screwed.

Come here you!

Yes chef!

Story of your fucking life, yeah, you have no idea!

Yes chef!

Hey, she's running the section, yet she has no idea of what's going. (to Giovanni) Tell her, chef.

Two wellingtons one medium, one medium-rare and lamb medium? I'm sorry, lamb medium-rare. Two lamb medium-rare.

Oh my God.

Two chicken.

Two chicken and a Dory.

Two wellington, Two chicken and a lamb.

Two wellington, two chicken, one lamb, one fucking Dory.

Yes, chef!

One wellington's medium, the rest is FUCKING NORRRRRRMAL.

Yes, chef!

Unlike us. (to Andrea) What's going, madam?

I have no idea, chef.

You have no idea.

I have no idea, chef.

Hey, come here you. Hey... fuck off! Hey madam, (points to the front entrance) through the door there! FUCK OFF!

Get that fucking camera out of my face.

Andrea, relax. The only thing he wants from you is to come back. You need to fight back. If you don't, you're finished.

(interview) This is the hardest... most difficult, most up-and-down thing that I've ever, ever done in my entire life! [to Jean-Philippe] It's just been out of fucking control tonight. There's no communication with anybody, and I just haven't recovered.

You want to stay?

Yes, I want to fucking stay! I've been through too much hell right now to fucking leave!

Absolutely. So keep it to Gordon.

(interview) It's just a reminder of how difficult it's been and how much...how much I just want this so bad.

So now you need to be strong. Go back in there, and give it your best shot. Go on, then!

(interview) I put everything I have into this every day, and I just had to go in there and fight for the rest of it.

[to Andrea] Right, what's going?

Two chicken, two lamb, one wellington, one Dory.

Thank you. Back in the kitchen! NOW WAKE UP, ANDREA!

Yes, chef!

All of you. ALL OF YOU! [points to Ja'Nel] Hey, I mean you.

No, chef. I'm sorry, chef.

Yeah, come here you. Taste that.

(interview) Ugh! It's disgusting!

Come here. All of you, come here. [leads the Final five to the back counter; points to Antonio Sabàto, Jr. at the Chef's Table] We have a VIP guest in the fucking kitchen. What is that? IT'S MUSH! ABSOLUTE MUSH!! What is happening?!

(interview) I can't believe it. It's just really embarrassing.

Get a grip now!

Yes, chef!

Sorry, chef.

Here we go. Two covers, Table 21: two mussels, entrée: one halibut, one New York Strip.

Yes, chef!

Two minutes on this order: one halibut, one New York!

Three minutes, heard.

Who called? What's she yelling about? Susan called out halibut, New York steak and we haven't sent out the appetisers. What's going, Susan?

Right now, we have one halibut, and one New York!

Hey, all of you, come here! Stop what you're doing, all of you. She's firing entrées, one halibut, one New York strip. FYI, dumbo, we haven't even sent the appetisers!

(interview) What is Susan thinking right now? Like, what are you thinking Susan?

Is the ticket crossed out?

No, chef.

What are you doing to them?

We fired that ticket, chef.

Who's "we"?! I didn't!

She's screwed.

All of a sudden, you're the chef, right?

No, chef! No!

Step up. Here you go. (takes off his apron and gives it to Susan) Here you go. You fucking run it then. Here you go. Andi, leave her alone.

(interview) Susan can't even give correct times on her own station. She's running the kitchen? (sighs) We're fucked.

Sorry.

You run it! Fuck it, there you go, run it! (tosses his tongs on the hotplate) Fucking good luck. Off you go. This is a fucking joke. Andi, fuck them! Leave them! (Gordon and Andi walk out of the kitchen) Pathetic!