[knocks his hand on the workstation] If you can't sear this tuna, (points to DeMarco's chef's jacket and apron) take that off, get that off and fuck off home, okay?
A raw lobster tail. No, no, no, NO! [throws the lobster tail away on the workstation] I don't know where to go! (to Nicole and Simone) Both of you have given up (to Bev and Beth) and you two are shit! WHERE DO I GO?!!
[angrily knocks his hand on the workstation] COME HERE. Pink chicken. PINK FUCKING CHICKEN. [angrily throws the chicken away; on Scott's halibut] Raw halibut. And it's cold in the middle.
[returns and slams the risotto on the workstation] All of you, stop. That is so fucking peppery, it's actually started discolouring. (to Simone and Nicole) You two, get out. (to Rochelle) Rochelle, get on the appetisers. (to Joy) Joy, get on the fucking appetisers.
Oh, my good God. [returns and angrily throws a piece of chicken on the workstation] Again, chicken that is fucking PINK! [violently slams all the chicken onto the workstation] FUCK!
(interview) I can't believe this happened. Some people are just idiots. If you cannot work under the pressure on the demands of Chef Ramsay, then go home.
Okay. When I think of the choices that I have tonight, standing in front of me, I think there's one person who has shown me no passion, no fightback, no leadership. The person leaving Hell's Kitchen is... [points behind the nominated chefs] Nicole. You've got to get out, immediately. [Nicole hands her jacket over to Chef Ramsay] Good night. [Nicole walks toward the exit without saying anything] Good night.
(under her breath) Yeah, good night, asshole. (voiceover, as she flips the camera off on the way out) I'm not going to cry like a little bitch. I don't give two flying fucks what he thinks and what he says. He can kiss my big, fat ass. (blows a kiss) Bye, Chef Ramsay.