[Gordon checks the lobster brought up by Nilka]
(to Sous-chef Andi) Look at this, Look. It's raw. Nilka?
The lobster is raw. [Nilka groans] Come here, madam, come here. Just touch it will you?
I just took it out of the pan.
[Nilka goes to take the lobster back to her station]
Look at me. Look at me, put it down! Put it down! Look at me, LOOK AT ME! [Nilka puts the lobster down] OUT! GET OUT! Benjamin!
(interview) He was annnnngry!
Madam! Hey, madam! (cuts to Autumn while she slaps her cheek in an interview) MADAM!
TAKE YOUR JACKET OFF AND FUCK OFF!
NO, CHEF, DON'T SAY THAT, PLEASE!
(interview) Nilka just kept getting hit like a ship by torpedo after torpedo after torpedo, and it finally just - she just sunk to the bottom of the ocean. And Chef said just - she needed to go.
CHEF, PLEASE. Chef, please don't say that. Oh my fucking GOD. [picks up a "wet floor" sign and slams it on the corridor]
Fucking hell. (to the chefs) Now pick it up!
With Nilka gone, the kitchen jumps into action.
Two minutes to the window.
But Nilka isn't ready to leave just yet.
[Nilka walks back into the kitchen]
Let's go, Scott please?... [sees Nilka] Nilka!
No, no, no. I'm in the middle of service. Take your jacket off and get out of Hell's Kitchen. I've had enough. I-I can't do it, okay?
Nilka, don't do this to me. They're under pressure, we're under pressure. Take your jacket off and get out!
I want to still cook and prove myself, chef. (interview) And I won't stop, no, 'cos this is my dream, this is my fucking destiny, and this is what I want.
[reading off a ticket] Turbot, wellington...
Lobster, turbot, wellington, beef. Let's go.
I don't want to leave like this, chef.
Oh, fuck me. Fucking hell.
(interview) Nilka wouldn't leave. She was asked to leave one time, then leave. Get the hell out of here.
[Nilka tries to push Benjamin off the fish station and get back on it herself]
Please? I can do this shit!
Turbot, lobster, wellington, beef. Nilka!
I want to cook! I can do this! Please!
Hey, guys, I'm telling you now, do something for me. Get her OUT OF HERE!
[Benjamin starts to usher Nilka out of the kitchen]
You got to go! When chef tells you to go, you got to go.
Go, go, go! (interview) Hurricane Nilka just had an absolute category five meltdown.
Oh my fucking God. I don't want to leave.
GET YOUR JACKET OFF AND GET OUT!
This is so fucked up. I gave my whole life for this shit. (interview) It hurts to get kicked out of here like this, it really really does. I don't want to take my jacket off. (walking out) Fucking bullshit. (interview) It it - oh, it's just... it pisses me off that it went down like this, it really really did. It really really did.
Dinner service has been completed with time to spare and the diners are off to the theater. (cuts to Nilka packing her bags) But they aren't the only ones exiting Hell's Kitchen in a hurry.
(interview) You know it hurts to get kicked out of here like this, it really really does. I don't want to go home. I don't want to go home. I don't... I came here for a reason. [sheds a tear]
[Nilka walks out the back exit and sees Gordon standing alongside a waiting taxicab]
I was hoping I'd get to see you again.
Listen, I just want to say that you walk out of here with your head up high. Sadly, you're not ready to take that head chef's job. But what you are ready to continue doing is following your dream. Don't stop that.
I'm not, I'm just so mad at myself because I think I was ready. But tonight proved otherwise.
Listen, you have done phenomenally well. I've never come out here to say goodbye, but I wanted to make the effort to say goodbye and to say thank you.
Come here. [they both hug each other] Thank you. Yes. [opens the passenger side door of the taxi] Now, one more thing.
[laughing] I don't want to. [hands over her chef's jacket] Thank you, chef.
Well done. (as the taxi starts up) Head up high.
[The final six after receiving black jackets and Chef Ramsay speaks on Nilka's elimination]
Tonight was the best service we've had in Hell's Kitchen, and that's why I rewarded the final six. Now, only the best chefs remain. Nilka was clearly out of her depth.
