“Episode Sixteen” quotes from Hell's Kitchen

Oh, fucking hell, man. All of you, STOP!! Hey, HEY!!! Come here! QUICK!! The one table I begged for absolute perfection, touch that! Look at these here! How can I serve that?! Secondly, it's overcooked! Touch them! COME ON!! [knocks his hand on the workstation] Gabriel! Of all the tables!

(under her breath) Ohh, gosh.

Fuck me, man!

You got it, Gabriel. Don't worry. (interview) Gabriel, this is like Minnie Driver's table. Get it together! (to Gabriel) Let us know Gabriel if you need help.

(to the servers) Go with that please, guys.

Scallops, please!

45 seconds!

Yeah, hurry up you! Eight guests from the Oxfam table have been served, I'm begging you for the scallops!

Yes, chef! Ten seconds! [brings his scallops to the pass] (interview) Please, God. Let me get them alright!

Service, please!

Scott! Why did you put three in when there's two away?

(starts stuttering) Becau-- I-- I wa-- I was-- I apologize, chef.

Oh, he didn't even answer me! [throws his spoon away]

No, chef! There was two away! There's one following right behind it.

But it's not FIRED, IDIOT!! CHICKEN, WELLINGTON, TWO HALIBUT! THAT'S IT!

I apologize.

TWO HALIBUT AWAY, AND YOU STICK THREE IN! AND THEN YOU SAY THERE'S ONE GOING NEXT WHEN THERE FUCKING ISN'T!

I got it chef.

Oh, my God. Gabriel!

Yes, chef?

Why have you got a salmon and a halibut in the same pan? TALK TO ME, PLEASE!

I'm just searing it so I don't--

Come here you! One's braised, one's--

I'm just doing the sear first right now.

I don't want them! One's an oily fish, one's a white fish!

Yes, chef.

They need to be separate!

(interview) Oh, my God. That is like a fucking NO-NO!

Twelve services, we've never done it like that. You are not going to start.

I'm not chef.

One day, if you're lucky enough to open up your own business, then you teach that bad practice!

Fuck, man!

Oh, man! That's burned.

Yeah, that's for Minnie, too.

Scott! Come here you. That's burned. For Minnie Driver. Burned! The charity table!

Chef, I apologize.

Young man, you're making mistake after mistake, what you're doing is pissing me off!

I'm sorry, chef.

What is he doing? It's just a soft shit. [returns to the workstation] Hey, just touch that. Just touch the skin! You can't give me crispy salmon!

(interview) Oh, my God! What a freaking idiot! Crispy skin, it's simple! It's simple as a physics!

(to Scott in the Red kitchen) Hey, Scott!

Yes, chef?

Come here you! (to Gabriel) And you as well. This is painful! Seriously painful!

(interview) Oh, fuck man! Chef Ramsay's pissed. This is not good!

[leads Scott and Gabriel to the pantry and slams the door] What the fuck are you two doing?! You're out of fucking control!

No, chef!

(to Scott) You knew you went over, and you still bring it to me!

No, chef! I didn't think I held it that far!

[throws the tray away] You still brought it to me!

I apologize, chef. I didn't mean to do that.

(to Gabriel) And your skin is soft!

Yes, chef.

You two, ready to go?

No, chef!

WAKE UP!

Yes, chef!

All of you, COME HERE! [throws his spoon away] Yeah! Oh, really?! What next?! What possibly could be wrong?! The salmon is fucking raw! It's raw and it's stone-fucking-cold! [throws the salmon on the tray; to Gabriel] STOP! YOU ARE DONE! The competition for you is over! GET OUT!

Yes, chef. [tries to return to the dorms]

Hey, young man! [points to the front entrance] FRONT DOOR! GET OUT!

(interview) Crap, that's a bad way to leave.

(to the Blue team) Sorry, team.

GET OUT!

(sees Gabriel going through the dining room) Ohh!

That fucked me, man.

(interview) You can just be thrown out of that kitchen. It's that late in the game and it's that serious.

(follows Gabriel outside the restaurant) Uh, Gabriel.

Yep?

Sorry, man.

It was a pleasure. (shakes JP's hand)

Listen, pleasure was ours. However, I need your jacket. [Gabriel removes his chef's jacket]

It just didn't go my way tonight. It's just one bad service too many. Instead of getting a black jacket, they took my blue jacket. My fucking heart hurts right now because it was this fucking close.

With Gabriel causing such a disaster in the kitchen tonight, it was hard to tell who else I should send home. So, I gave everybody the thrill of getting a black jacket. But somebody will definitely be going home after the next dinner service.