[Only few minutes before dinner service started]
In the Blue kitchen, Gabriel is unusually quiet.
Gabriel, I miss your happy humor.
Maybe, a little too quiet.
I don't like this whole quiet thing.
(interview) Gabriel is just like moping around like, I don't know. I don't know what he's dealing with, but he better snap out of it before dinner service starts.
You seem depressed. You don't seem focused. I don't like it.
What's on your mind, Gabriel?
Do you want me to kiss you?
(standing near the pantry) Gabriel, two seconds please.
(interview) Man, the service hasn't started yet, I'm about to get my ass chewed.
One big concern I have with you is that there's no fightback.
When you get in the weeds tonight, honestly you bounce back. You're still in the game. I have not given up on you.
Nothing would make me happier to see you rise and absolutely nail the service tonight, okay?
[Kashia brings her scallops to the pass]
[finds that there's only 14 scallops] I'm short one.
You're short of one. Yeah, fuck me. Kashia!
(interview) Uhm, I'm having a brain freeze.
Three times five 15, chef.
I'm sorry about that chef.
(to Scott) Scott, get me a scallop on!
Yes, chef! Right now! Give me a minute and a half, chef!
In the Blue kitchen, Rochelle is ready with her first entrées.
[Rochelle brings her chicken to the pass, Gordon checks it]
Oh, fucking hell. That is pink.
Pink chicken. Come on, get it back in the oven or a pan! Braise it, let's go! Pink!
(interview) You just do not fucking serve raw chicken. That's just 101.
(to Rochelle) How long on your chicken refire?
I need thirty seconds. Sorry guys, that will not happen again.
[Scott brings Anton's chicken to the pass]
(checks Anton's chicken) That is pink, right?
Hey Scott! You sliced the chicken, yes?
Look, pink there. I'm showing you there.
That's two minutes under!
(interview) I wasn't really responsible for that. I was just trying to help and do whatever I could for the team. I sliced the chicken, that's it.
Yes, I did chef. Yes and I didn't see that part right there. Give me twenty seconds chef!
Oh, fuck off. Chicken, Scott?
Yes, chef! Twenty seconds!
One salmon, you have to walk with that welli.
And while Kashia hustles her salmon to the pass,
Wellingtons, where are they?
Ten minutes left on those two wellingtons.
Anton appears to be in no particular hurry.
Is there any way you guys can talk to each other? She's [Kashia] running over the salmon, (to Kashia; points to Anton) he's fucking ten minutes away!
(interview) What do you do when there's no protein? You're standing there and waiting to get cursed out some more because that's all you can do. These two men, they suck!
(goes to Kashia's station and returns her salmon) Hey, here's your salmon. You cooked them properly this time, unfortunately, you're miles away.
Thanks to Anton, Kashia must sacrifice her perfectly cooked salmon and cook another one. Meanwhile, back in the Blue kitchen...
[while cutting her wellingtons] Oh, I think I need a bread knife.
(goes to Rochelle's station) Wait, Rochelle.
Rochelle's wellingtons have caught Chef Ramsay's eye.
(interview) Oh, crap! Please, please be perfectly cooked. Please be cooked at all. Do not be blue or purple inside.
(slicing the wellingtons) Perfect. Absolutely perfect.
You've never worked in a professional kitchen on the line before you come here?
You cook like you've been working in a kitchen for five years.
Oh, thank you chef. (interview) To be complimented by Chef Ramsay, I mean for him to take me seriously as a potential candidate for a head chef, [brings her sauce to the pass] Walking with my wellington sauce. (interview) that blows my mind. It really does.
Rochelle, that's beautifully cooked.
Back in the Red kitchen, Kashia is ready once again with her salmon.
[brings her salmon to the pass] Two salmon.
Two salmon, two fucking wellington!
But is Anton ready with his beef wellingtons?
I need two wellingtons cut.
Wellingtons, are they ready to go?
They're sitting right there, cut them off for me, please.
(slicing the wellingtons) Shit.
(slicing another wellington) That's overcooked too, man. Those are all over.
Those are my two newest. I've got a replacement.
I'm checking! There are some of them that are over chef! I'm working on it right now!
(interview) It was like a little wellington cemetery tonight for sure. Like, you know how expensive those things are?
(goes to Anton's station) Stop! All of you, stop! Anton, these are not a little over.
That's way over, yes. Obviously, I screwed it up with the oven. Next door's oven, I got it down bad, this one I screwed it up.
(interview) I just don't understand making an excuse for an oven, or whatever. I mean, it doesn't matter.
Normally next door, it's 18 minutes, five minutes on the side. I let it rest for another five minutes--.
Stop yelling at me! I've told them it's 14 minutes. Done, that's it.
I understand that chef. (interview) Don't think I'm going to let some little girl get into my face and start ripping a new ass, because you got issues on being a woman in the kitchen. (to Sous-chef Andi) I was just saying that this is way overcooked.
(interview) You will not break me and I'm going to just going to piss you off more on purpose.
Anton, fucking pull it together!
I have it together, chef!
[angrily gets into Anton's face] DON'T YOU FUCKING TALK BACK TO ME!! DON'T YOU EVER TALK BACK TO ME!
I'm not talking back to you!
YES, YOU ARE! Pull it together! You're fucking doing this on purpose!
(interview) He crossed the line. She's in charge. Unh-unh, you don't do that. You don't even rock like that.
Shut up and say "Yes, chef!"
Anton, come here! [throws his spoon away; leads Anton to the pantry]
(interview) Anton's out of control, he's going down in flames.
(interview) I don't see it getting any better for him here.
[angrily slams the door] What the fuck are you doing?! You've got to keep it together!
I do have it together, I have a clear head on it.
But the wellingtons are way out of control! You're not communicating, your head's in the fucking sand, and at this moment now I need you to rise and get it back together!
[The Blue team is about to send their last table of entrées]
Back in the Blue kitchen, communication and teamwork are at an all-time high.
Walking wellington garnish in twenty seconds.
Last table, guys. Salmon, wellington yes?
Wellington. (brings her wellingtons to the pass)
Salmon walking behind. (brings his salmon to the pass)
(brings his garnishes to the pass) Walking with garnish.
Hey you guys, come up here.
(interview) Oh, fuck! What went wrong?
[The Blue team gathers around the pass]
Just look at the standard. Seriously, I had some good services in my time in Hell's Kitchen, but nothing quite as good as tonight. That is immaculate. Great job. Well done.
Great job, team. (interview) WHOOOO! Best service so far. Holy shit, I called it, too! I mean, I can jump into the Red team tomorrow and have a great service. I can jump back into the Blue team mid-service and have a great service. (to Rochelle) Told you I'd make a difference on your team!
[After the service in which the Blue team had clearly won]
(to the Blue team) You guys, great job!
And Gabriel, welcome back!
Thank you chef. Thank you. (interview) Ohh, I'm so excited, man! I've killed it tonight!
(to the Red team) Red team, I'm disappointed! Kashia, I never taught you to braise salmon ever! Scott, I'm done with raw chicken! Anton, you sunk your team!
This oven here chef is 14 minutes, the other side is 18 minutes chef. [Rochelle shakes her head]
That oven there is the exact same as that oven.
I'm just saying that I should have went there and checked it out myself.
Okay, we can't blame the ovens right now.
I'm blaming the ovens, chef. [Gordon gives a shocked face]
Okay! I don't want to hear any more bullshit about the oven! I want each and every one of you to come to a consensus of two nominees up for elimination. I'm done! Hurry up!
