“Episode Nine” quotes from Hell's Kitchen

[points at red kitchen] They're on their fifth ticket, you're on your second.

(to Rob) Step it up.

We gotta come back from this. Let's go. Push it out!

Come on, Rob!

Yes, chef.

Move it, big boy!

Yes, chef.

Rob, (claps) MOVE!

Yes, chef! (brings scallops to the pass)

[checks scallops with Sous Chef Scott] There's no colour on there.

He's just not starting with the pan hot enough.

[returns to workstation] I've got no fucking colour on my SCALLOPS! [angrily drops plate] FOR FUCK'S SAKE!

(interview) Come on! Let's get through a fucking service, please!

They're raw, Rob!

I gave them a minute each side!

What's that gotta do with it? Where's your oil? They're fucking raw! [starts cooking Rob's raw scallops] You take them out when they're fucking cooked! Their table's eating bar one!

(interview) Ninth service, and Rob still can't cook scallops.

Rob, the largest one is the thickest one, so that comes out last.

(interview) I mean, Rob... Are you a complete fucking idiot?

Sorry about the delay, let's go.

That won't happen again, guys. I got it.

[returns to workstation] Fuck! Off! Yeah, come on. (to Rob) Come here you. Look at that. It's like split vomit. Look at that. Hold on, it gets worse. [splits one halibut in half] Raw. [angrily throws the halibut away on the workstation] Fuck off!

DAMMIT, LET'S GO! FOCUS!

Sorry, bro. Sorry.

Quit saying sorry and just go! Guys, we need to GO!

Here we go, yet again. Nothing's coming out! Hey, (Rob) you! Come here, you! Come here, come here you. Come here, you. [leads Rob into the dining room]

(interview) Here goes Rob. Bye, Rob.

You've got five minutes to wake up, otherwise you're history. [Rob and Gordon head back into the kitchen] Hey, hey, hey, hey, big boy. And I mean five minutes! I'LL DO IT MY FUCKING SELF, AND I'LL DO IT ON THE SECTION MYSELF AND I'LL RUN THE FUCKING HOT PLATE ON MY FUCKING OWN!

Hey look at me! You are not evening listening! I'm trying to help you!

I know chef and I am taking on what your are saying!

It (Three Beef) should be fucking seared by NOW!

Yes Chef!

It will help if the pan was on!

It's on Chef!

Fuck off will you! (Starts walking down to Nona's Station) Get out of my WAY! Look (Red Team) at that! Does that look hot enough to sear three beef? Let me show you (Nona) something! LOOK! There you go! (Takes the three beef out of the pan showing that the pan is not hot enough) It's hot Chef! (Sarcastically)

I just put them IN!

Get out the way. (Nona walks back slowly) Get out my fucking way. Get out my fucking way. (Nona is at the back of the kitchen) GET OUT MY WAY!

I'm not in your way!

FUCK OFF UPSTAIRS THEN!

Alright, fine. (leaves the kitchen)

FUCK OFF! (Nona leaves and returns to dorms)

Jillian!

Yes Chef!

Start working that station (meat)!

Yes Chef!

Who cooked the gnocchi?

I did chef.

Yeah, crispy one side and raw. They're raw underneath. [throws the gnocchi away] Hey!

I'll fix it.

Hey, GET OUT! Fix your fucking hair! Fuck off out upstairs, get out! Fuck off!

(interview) Of all the things, fucking gnocchi. Gnocchi of all things.

Garnish is in the window! [brings his garnish to the pass]

Coming to the window with chicken! [brings his chicken to the pass]

[checking Russell's chicken] My fucking head's throbbing! [returns to the workstation] (to Russell) That is raw!

Can I send this one?

Get out, Russell! Get out! Because the chicken's raw! (to Rob) Hey, big boy. One more fuck-up, you're next. Except it won't be up there, it'll be [points at dining room] FUCKING STRAIGHT OUT THERE!

(interview) Chef Ramsay's pissed! Fuming! We're going down like a sinking ship, and there are no lifeboats left.

[quietly in Rob's ear] Get out.

Why chef? (interview) Ah? Did I hear that right?

It's more than two hours into the dinner service. (shot of Russell, Vinny and Nona) Three chefs have already been kicked out of the kitchen, and much to Rob's confusion, he is about to join them.

Hey, come here. Why? BECAUSE THE HALIBUT'S FUCKING RAW! THAT'S WHY, CHEF ROB! GET OUT!

Which leaves only one chef left to complete service in the blue kitchen, and ironically...

(interview) Uh... hi?

...it's Trev.

(interview) The whole service just fell on my shoulders. I'm just going to have to push the fear down and fight through it.

Salmon!

Good to go.

Ooh, la la. Well done, Trev. Service!

(interview) It was like a big light just kind of opened in the dark sky, and I'm getting it.