“So, blue team. Tortellinis, but sadly, no sauce.” – Gordon

So, blue team. Tortellinis, but sadly, no sauce.

[slouching against the counter] May I speak?

No tortellinis...

May I speak?

...from the red team. (to Tom) May you speak? May you stand up straight and stop acting like a slob?

Well I'm trying... no, I need to-

No no - cut the fucking bullshit, will you? Just stand up straight, at least look like a fucking cook!

Yes, chef.

[mocks Tom] Do I slouch and slob and talk like this like some big fat fucking slob?

(interview) Who do you think you're talking to? He doesn't want to get into a street fight with me. Trust me.