(interview) Guess what? Love's not a fucking ingredient, asshole! No way they picked Sterling's dish. If I had to describe Sterling's crab cake in one word, it'd be fast food.
I'm the strongest I've ever been since I came here and stood by you. Um... I have the passion and the drive, everything that you want and need...I executed everything that you asked me to do. I'm going to win this. I will win this. I–I'm going to be next to you in the end... I have the passion and drive to do it. I mean, to just keep on repeating those words, it's not that they mean nothing to me... It's more than you know! You literally gave me a second chance, a third chance—
Stop. My decision is... both of you. [Sterling and Frank are about to walk to Gordon with their jackets] Take your jackets... and yourselves back in line! Now. For the first time since you all entered Hell's Kitchen, truthfully I'm satisfied with the performance I got from both teams. And that is why I decided not to send somebody home. (Sterling and Frank hug it out) But... all of you, the bar is much higher. Because I know now that you can do it. You got it, Sterling?