“Episode Six” quotes from Hell's Kitchen

Losers, unfortunately, your punishment is at the other end of the spectrum. It's incredibly unglamourous. I can't think of any worse place to be. Today, I'm looking for everything that's possible to be recycled from every garbage bin inside this restaurant.

I've never seen anything inside of a garbage can that should be taken out. I might find this a little difficult.

I can guarantee that within one hour, you'll find something.

(interview) Chef Ramsay tells us that they get to go to In Touch magazine and we have to dig through some fucking trash. I grew up in the ghetto in the hood. I ain't never been in no trash.

Let's take our punishment like gentlemen.

Brad, thank you for being a man.

Thank you chef.

I guess I'm not a man. [starts throwing and slamming stuff as the blue team cleans up the kitchen] (interview) I'm pissed off! That was the dumbest fucking decision I've seen! That was bullshit!

(interview) Rock, he was pissed. Pissed to the point where I thought he was going to flip out.

What kind of shit is that?

(interview) I'm sorry, "thought". He flipped out.

Lobster bisque.You can get that shit at motherfucking Corner Bakery! (interview) You can go everywhere and get a fucking lobster soup! A grilled bullshit salad with some fucking apple! ORIGINALITY! BE CREATIVE!

And they get the fucking win! (interview) They're not creative over there and we lose?! What the fuck is original about a crab and lobster bisque?! NOTHING!

Does Rock always get that mad?

I've never seen Rock that mad.

Never.

Brad?

Yes, Chef?

Two appetisers, you served me three. It's not a good start, guys. Water's not boiling properly for the fucking pasta, I call away a spaghetti and a fucking sea bass, I get a risotto as a little gift I don't fucking need. Stop panicking!

Melissa?

Yes, Chef?

It's like paper scallops.

I'll get new ones, Chef.

[handing Melissa's scallops to Brad and Josh] There you go.

(interview) Some of the scallops she did, they were, like, thin as a paper; there's like nothing there.

Pass it back to Chef Melissa, the fucking gremlin. Everything she touches, she screws, there you go.

Sorry guys.

Hey, madam, this is not our first night?

Yes, chef. No, chef.

"Yes, chef. No, chef?" Fucking gremlin.

Monkfish chef.

Eh, right. Uhm, Fish King, (Josh) come here you. There's the monkfish.

Overcooked?

It's overcooked.

Oh, god almighty. You don't know that's overcooked?

Sorry chef.

Hey, Brad, she doesn't know that's overcooked. Rock, she doesn't know that's chewed to fuck and overcooked. Scott, she doesn't know that's overcooked?

Oh, my God. Completely.

(interview) Melissa was nervous, I could see it in her eyes and she fell apart. The monkfish was overdone. Pressure busts pipes, baby!

It looks like regurgitated dog shit. Where's other monkfish gone?

I have one left chef.

Oh, no! So the six top on order are all shit?

Yes.

No, no, no! Right Rock, listen to me, no choice now. Stop the veg, get on the fish. You! (Melissa) Oi, oi! Get on the garnish. Get the fuck off of there! Get off!

What's the matter?

Lobster's chewy, chef. And the beef overdone.

Ohhhh, no. The whole fucking six top returned. Hello, look at me. Thanks (Melissa) for overcooking the monk-fish. Thanks (Josh) for shafting me on the mashed potatoes, and thanks (Brad) for being a twat on the appetisers. It's just so sad. Shut it down! Clear down.

What about dessert?

When it's closed, it's closed.

Fuck that.

Brad, tonight you were shit. In fact, you were worse than shit. You complemented shit.