The person leaving Hell's Kitchen is... [a pause, then points to the blue team, who won the night's service] Joe. Give me your jacket. Joe, unfortunately, you are not ready to be the next head chef at BLT. Service after service after service, I'm not seeing any change.
Thank you for the opportunity, chef. (after being eliminated) Hell's Kitchen was much more grueling than I could have ever imagined. It's easy to be an armchair quarterback when you're sitting at home watching it, going, "Yeah, I could make a risotto". It's a much different story when you're in the line of fire with Chef Ramsay up your rear end. If-ifs and buts were candies and nuts, we'd all have a Merry Christmas, and I'm the one out here right now, so I'm the one that's got to take it on the chin.