[returns to workstation] Hey, hey, hey. Come here. I'm not gonna embarrass myself for the third time in front of that table. Look at them, look. Just touch them. Touch.
(to Ashley Sherman) Hey. Hey, you. Hey, come here. Let me whisper something very important to you here. Very important. [whispers in Ashley's ear] Fuck off. Get out. GET OUT!!
Gentlemen, line up, please. Quickly. I was ready for a successful, smooth service tonight. It was about as smooth as the fucking wrinkles on my forehead. Embarrassing. I can't see the talent I thought I had. I'm actually worried because I don't even think I've got a winner on the heels of tonight's service. There's no winning team. Blue team, red team... think of two individuals that you wanna lose from your team. I wouldn't base it just on tonight's service. Time to clean the house. Get out of here.
I had a really bad night, chef, but I have proof that I do know how to cook. I take this competition serious, and my goal is to work for you, chef. I will not be back on this chopping block.
I don't talk about what I can do, I go out and do it! (to Steve) How many times have you sent anything back these last few services of mine?! And how many he done sent of yours?!
Unbelievable! The performances from both kitchens tonight were dreadful. The person leaving hell's Kitchen... [brief pause] Katie, give me your jacket. [walks up to Gordon with her jacket] You can cook, young lady, but you are not ready to be a leader.
Good night. (after being eliminated) I most definitely could've handled Chef Ramsay. It was just the girls that I couldn't handle. Maybe I should have taken a chance at getting my eyes scratched out. I let strong personalities overcome me... and it sucks.
I'm not done yet. I'm not gonna tolerate it. And I am not gonna continue banging my head against the wall. Take off your jacket... [episode continues into the next episode]
