Dinner service has been completed with time to spare and the diners are off to the theater. (cuts to Nilka packing her bags) But they aren't the only ones exiting Hell's Kitchen in a hurry.
(interview) You know it hurts to get kicked out of here like this, it really really does. I don't want to go home. I don't want to go home. I don't... I came here for a reason. [sheds a tear]
[Nilka walks out the back exit and sees Gordon standing alongside a waiting taxicab]
I was hoping I'd get to see you again.
Listen, I just want to say that you walk out of here with your head up high. Sadly, you're not ready to take that head chef's job. But what you are ready to continue doing is following your dream. Don't stop that.
I'm not, I'm just so mad at myself because I think I was ready. But tonight proved otherwise.
Listen, you have done phenomenally well. I've never come out here to say goodbye, but I wanted to make the effort to say goodbye and to say thank you.
Come here. [they both hug each other] Thank you. Yes. [opens the passenger side door of the taxi] Now, one more thing.
[laughing] I don't want to. [hands over her chef's jacket] Thank you, chef.
Well done. (as the taxi starts up) Head up high.
[The final six after receiving black jackets and Chef Ramsay speaks on Nilka's elimination]
Tonight was the best service we've had in Hell's Kitchen, and that's why I rewarded the final six. Now, only the best chefs remain. Nilka was clearly out of her depth.
Ben finally has entrées ready for Chef Ramsay.
Three halibut, one wellington. (finds that the brought up entrées are for the other table) One tagliatelle, one chicken it's for the next table.
Unfortunately, they're not the entrées he's looking for.
I've really fucking had enough, Benjamin. Because no-one's fucking concentrating. So easy for you to ruin things. Well, let me tell you something, you fucking ruined my night!
(interview) It was crazy over there, I think it was just off. And people need to, like, take a step back from everything that's going on and just cook.
You all DONE it before, and you can do TEN TIMES better, BUT NO ONE GIVES A FUCK! (kicks the bins) THAT'S WHAT FUCKS ME OFF! WHAT ARE WE DOING, JAY, ED, AND BENJAMIN?
(brings his appetizers to the pass) Oh, fuck.
(returns to the workstation) Benjamin.
Come here, Ed. So he (points to Benjamin) brings the next table to me, He's (Jay) fucking say nothing and then that comes up to me. Do me a favour. (to Benjamin and Ed) You and you, GET OUT! ENOUGH!
MMan
(overhears Gordon) Don't think I'm going to get my lamb.
Fuck off up to the dorm. Get out. Get out, Benjamin. Get out! (to Jason) Jason, on the fish.
(to Autumn) Autumn, on the meat.
(to Holli) Holli, on the appetisers.
As Chef Ramsay leaves the kitchen for a quick moment...
Sous Chef Scott steps in to keep the momentum going.
Sure wish I had the garnish for the tuna.
Garnish for the tuna, chef.
And Benjamin unwisely decides this would be a good time to become a leader.
(reading off the next ticket) Next pick-up, two chicken, one -
Unfortunately for him, Chef Scott is not impressed.
You think for one minute you're going to start fucking running this pass? You may be a fucking good cook, but you suck as a leader. If you think you're going to do my fucking job, I'll leave right now. You think you can do it?
(turning red) You think you can put up with all this BULLSHIT?
I know you can't, NOW GET THE FUCK OVER THERE, AND DON'T EVER COME UP TO MY PASS AGAIN, AND TRY TO TAKE MY FUCKING PLACE!!!!!
(interview) Holy crap! I don't think Ben had a good night.
(interview) Chef Scott ripped my fucking asshole. You know, ripped my asshole this big. That totally sucked.
[During the signature dish tasting]
AAntonia
It's a Mardi Gras gumbo. [lifts the lid]
Oh, God! And does it normally look like a plate of liquid shit?
AAntonia
No. (interview) Every time I make my gumbo, it always gets eaten, and everybody loves it. It's going to be good.
[Gordon samples the dish]
[burp] Excuse me. [throws it up into the trash can] Fucking hell!
AAntonia
[rolls eyes] Oh, God.
Are you crazy? Have you tasted that?
AAntonia
No, I didn't get a chance to taste it, chef.
[Gordon chokes briefly over the bin before continuing]
So you cooked it, and you didn't even taste it?!
AAntonia
I didn't have enough time. I'm so sorry you don't like it.
AAntonia
I'm sorry it wasn't up to par.
Up to par?! It's inedible!
AAntonia
[shrugs] Okay, then throw it out.
No! I'm not going to throw it out! (to Raj) Big man!
You like your food, take a mouthful. Pass it along.
[Raj samples the dish and passes it along to Rob, who also tastes it]
(interview) It was completely repulsive. I would have rather had a cat shit in my mouth than have eaten that any further!
[Vinny and Nona taste the dish, and also look disgusted]
[reacting as if he got heartburn] Oh, shit!
(interview) Oh, my God. I don't even know how to explain that!
Vinny, what was that tasting of?
[Sabrina brings the bowl back over to Ramsay, who throws it into the trash can]
[Raj and Sabrina are about to present their signature dishes]
(to Raj) Nice suspenders. (they are both wearing suspenders)
Oh thank you. Sir, yes sir, Chef.
Big boy, first name is...
Raj. (interview) I am an executive chef, and I began cooking when I was 14 years old.
(interview) I was always the best cook in the kitchen, so I can't see why this would be any different. [to Gordon] This is a seafood and vegetable pancake.
A seafood and vegetable pancake.
What?! That is a pancake?
Does that look like a pancake?!
[tilts the plate allowing the grease from the pancake to drip down] Oh, it's going for a piss. A pancake that pisses. [tastes] It's a shame because the seafood actually tastes quite nice inside.
However, it looks a mess. Presentation's shocking.
[12:09AM; shot of red team members heading to bed]
After hours of tedious cleaning, the women are ready to crash for the night. Meanwhile, the oldest chef, Raj... [Raj yells an Asian-sounding battle cry, causing Russell to glance at him] ...is ready to put on a show.
[Raj does tai-chi whilst stereotypical Asian music plays]
[Raj does some karate moves]
Holy shit, we got a Mr. Miyagi! [Trev laughs]
[Shot of Raj downing a glass of champagne]
(interview) I start drinking, and I start doing karate. It's a bad habit.
[Raj screams and does a karate kick]
CCurtis
(interview) Just kick it down a notch and let's put that energy towards your food.
[Raj does a karate kick and punch in Rob's direction, then does a spin. Vinny laughs]
Y'know, I'm gonna get out of the way.
CCurtis
(interview) I thought he was about to have a damn heart attack!
[Raj does some more karate moves and raises his hands with a circular gap between them; a moon appears from the gap and transitions to the night sky]
[Gordon returns a salad to the workstation]
All of you. ALL OF YOU, GET HERE!! Who dressed that?!
I did. [Gordon raises an overdressed piece of lettuce] Too much.
"Too much?!" Did you honestly think they came here for that?!
We got worse now. We can't even dress a fucking salad! [throws the salad away] SALAD, TREV! LET'S GO!!
(interview) Who doesn't know how to make a salad? [points to himself] This guy!
Thanks to Trev, no appetizers have left the blue kitchen.
DSDonald Schultz
We've had a long wait. Very bright.
The Red team, however, have served half of their customers' appetizers, but some of them have not received their welcoming pizza.
Touch that. Touch that. What is that?
Touch that! It's raw, Melissa!
[mocking Gordon] "It's rawww!!" [smiles] "It's fucking rawww!!"
(interview) Boris, what were you thinking, buddy? You don't mock Gordon Ramsay.
So I'm telling her about a raw pizza and you're mimicking me out in the back.
Yeah, so I'm telling her the pizza's raw, come here, you fuck-face!
And there you go, you touch it then. Now look at me! Take the piss out of me now, fuck-face. What's your fucking crack?
I don't have any crack, chef.
I'm just here to cook, sir.
Now look at me! You fucking take the piss out of me one more time in the middle of fucking service, yeah, kiss your fuckin' ass goodbye. Is that clear?
It will not happen again. (interview) Shouldn't have done that, and I meant no disrespect. What can I say? I'm losing my mind.
(to Boris) Just concentrate. Look at me, look at me. Just fucking concentrate.
[Gordon has found out that Trev has overdressed the salad again; returns the salad to the workstation]
While Lisa's work on the fish station has left her teammates seriously underwhelmed, over in the blue kitchen...
Trev's salad is once again seriously overdressed.
That's just on one fucking leaf, come on!
Dress me a fucking SALAD!!! [violently throws the salad on the floor] Hey... fuck - you - all.
(interview) I almost wrapped my hands around his narrow neck. Salad! Salad! [shot of Trev remaking the salad] Get the salad out! Nothing's easier.
(brings up his salad) Here's that salad you're waiting on.
(to waiters) Service, please? BLUE TEAM!
One hour and 30 minutes into service, that's the first table of appetizers gone!
[Sabrina brings her meat to the pass]
Here's the two beef and a lamb.
Two beef and lamb, where's the halibut?
Well, I just wanted to bring this to you, chef.
I wanted to bring this to you, chef.
(interview; in a high pitch voice) Wha-- a-- Is this bitch crazy?!
And where's the halibut, then? And where's the garnish? (to Gail) Are you ready?
No, chef. (interview) I told her not to bring the beef up because everything has to come up at the pass together so that we can send out the whole entire table together at the same time.
Why are you throwing them under the bus?
So what the fuck is this doing here?!
I'm sorry, chef. I cooked it for you, chef. I don't know--
Oh, fuck off. Hey, Baby Spice. As long as you're okay, right?
"Here's my food, fuck everybody else! She doesn't fucking care.
While Sabrina needs to get back in sync with her team, in the Blue kitchen, Chef Ramsay needs...
[Raj is standing at the pass writing orders to the kitchen]
Raj! Help them, or fuck off!
[enters the Blue kitchen] (interview) It was fairly abusive on his part, but I'm a little bit worried about Chef Ramsay's, you know, karma.
...and let these two work as a team.
(interview) Boris and Raj are working together. It's like watching two idiots do a Rubik's Cube. There's no chance on Earth they're going to get it right.
Mozzarella cheese, I got the cheese. (To Raj) All I'm asking you is to please help me the roll the fucking dough.
It's here. First, shape it. Here. Put it here, put it down, shape it.
The dough's there, you can't roll it.
ROLL. The FUCKING. PIZZA DOUGH.
Here's more mozzarella. [starts slicing the mozzarella]
(To Raj) Th-- ROLL THE FUCKIN' PIZZA DOUGH! WHAT ARE YOU DOIN'?! Are you fuckin'-...? URRRGGGGHHHH!!! (interview) My partner was sent here to sabotage. That guy is fucking nuts.
Why aren't you two working as a team?
We're doing the best we can, chef.
We're screwed on a fucking pizza.
