“Oh, my God! Come here you. Hey, Coi...” – Gordon

Oh, my God! [returns to the workstation] Come here you. Hey, Coi, come here! Carol, Lacey, come here! (to Colleen) Away now, two Wellington, yes, one salmon and one John Dory. Where's the John Dory?

(brief pause) I don't have the John Dory.

You don't have it. Hey, look, come here. Hey, there you go, look at that. [holds up the salmon] Look, look, hold on, hey, don't run away. IT'S BLACK! On top of that, there's an added bonus. It's fucking raw in the middle.

Yes, chef.

Fucking useless, fucking shit. You're not a cookery school teacher, are you? You're joking, aren't you?

No, I'm not joking, chef. I am a--

Tell me, tell me you're pomping yourself up to make yourself look good. You don't really have a cooking school?

No, chef, I own a cooking school. I have a business just like you do.

Your fucking business is not like my business. Hey, madam, let's get that fucking right.

You're right.

You're robbing people! You're a thief!! I'm concerned for the poor bastards that you've taken money off of!! [sees another piece of salmon burning] Hey, madam, lift that lid off, it looks black.

It IS black!

Oh, GOD!!

Both of them!

SHIT! [Gordon and Coi look physically shocked] SHIT!!! IT'S BLACK!!!

Yes, chef!

OH, MY GOD!!

These are burning.

I know.

Hey, madam, madam! GET OUT!! Get on the raw bar. Lacey! LACEY! Get on the fish!

Yes, chef!

(interview) Chef Ramsay's definitely not going to break me. He can ask me to leave, he can kick me out of the kitchen, he can do all those things, but he's not going to break me.