Okay, two beef, one wellington, one salmon.
(points to Matt) You, come here you! Come here, round here! Look at those pieces of meat there. You've got one fucking large one, one medium one and one small one. What are you doing?
(interview) Matt's meat, all three were totally different. Are you serious?
That's not good enough for me. So there you go. There's the daddy, there's the mummy, there's the fucking baby. Supposing that's the critic's table; one has that (large piece of beef) and another's got that (small piece of beef). [Picks up the small piece] Supposing that's medium-well. What happens?
It'll definitely shrink. (interview) The tenderloins really do shrink when they cook. I know better than that. I'm an idiot.
Look at it! We're fucked! [pounds the counter] What did I say to you? I'm looking for everything.
Don't piss around now, yeah? That's bullshit!
Hey, Mr Inconsistent. Wake up.
Salmon nice that side [flips it over with a spatula] turn it round you got a big dry overcooked piece of shit! Salmon how long?
I might need seven minutes.
(interview) Salmon is a very quick process, it only takes a couple of minutes.
Christina can you do two things at once?
Urf, I've got two entrées & some scallops!
If you can't control two things at once, you shouldn't be here.
Shut up, will you? I really fucking mean it from the bottom of my heart!
(interview) My timing was so wrong, it's like all a sudden I hit a train wreck
Christina, I want it now!
Finally, you fucking lazy cow. Tonight's not your night is it!?
How are you doing Rosann?
Where's the fucking garnish? [Rosann's garnish pan catches fire] That's burned! Hey madam, come here. Why are you burning veg?
(interview) Rosann just doesn't know how to organize herself. She gets herself worked up and burns garnishes...
The beef is cooked and I still haven't got the garnish.
(interview)...and it screws up the rest of the team.
You're not trustworthy on service! I'm nervous with you in the kitchen! We haven't got the garnish, Rosann!
I'm have to tell you as a profession, this is the last order of gnocchi that I have and I'm going to be short on the last order.
I'm sorry you're here. Oh fucking hell. Carrot purée! How long?
Chef's calling for carrot purée.
Where's the carrot purée? Where is it? Rosann!
I'm running out of c...carrot purée.
Oh, my God almighty. [goes over to the glass window and repeatedly bangs his head] Fuck me.
How about some carrots chef? I'll give you baby carrots chef. Carrots or mash? I've got plenty of mash!
While Chef Ramsay takes a moment to reflect...
Matt, from here, they look raw. THEY LOOK RAW!
MSMerrill Schinder
The Red kitchen is a disaster.
Can you get the beef back in the fucking oven?!
(to Matt) How long, Matt?
Come on, Matt! Bounce the fuck back!
Let's go, Matt. Let's get that up.
Beef, chicken, wellington. How long?
Coming to the pass. (brings his meat to the pass)
[checking Matt's tenderloins] Oh, fuck. Here we go. Chef Matt, so there's the beef. THAT LOOKS LIKE A PILE OF SHIT! And you have the nerve to give me that with the critics out there. Hey, hey, fuck, you serve it. See what standards you got. Serve it!
Stand there and look at the customers.
Hey come here, you as well, and you, you're just as bad. Hey, would you serve that to a critic?
Would you serve that to a critic? [Rosann shakes her head] Would you serve that to a critic?
Would you serve that to a critic?
So, let's get this right, you wouldn't serve it. But you'd give it to me. [Throws the beef on the stove] GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT! Upstairs! Fuck off will you?
