[After a disastrous dinner service in which both teams lost, the Red team has already nominated Lovely and Tennille for elimination, and the Blue team is about to nominate two of its chefs]
Blue team. Joseph: let's be honest, that's a pretty sorry battalion you got there, isn't it.
Right now it is.
Who's the first nominee for the men?
They can speak for themselves but they know who they are.
Hey smartass, I asked you to tell me. Who's the first nominee, and why?
No problem: Tony, and Andy.
Listen... I know you may be slightly stupid. First nominee and why?
First nominee and why? Tony. He knows why. We sat down as a group and they wouldn't pick each other. You know. No peer pressure! We're men!
Just, just just - what do you want, a fucking medal?
What do you want me to fuckin' say? What do you want me to say? They know who they fuckin' are. We chose as a group and they stand out and they said they belong there. Stand up, they know who they are.
[approaches Joseph] Listen, you chippy idiot. I asked for one nominee and why, plain English. And you're mouthing off, and you couldn't answer me. Now can you just tell me, in fucking plain English, the first nominee, and why he's nominated. Is that fucking clear?!
That's clear!
Thank you! [walks back] Unbelievable! One simple request, who and why, and you make a big fucking song and dance about it!
I ain't no fuckin' bitch, chef, I don't give a fuck. I ain't no bitch.
...what?
I'm not no bitch!
He's trying to bring the best out of you. You got to look past it.
He's not bringing the best out of me.
Yeah, show some respect.
Shut your fuckin' mouth is what you should do right now.
Come on, man!
I'm talkin' here. I don't give a fuck about you. I didn't come here for you.
You want to be an executive chef, Joe?
Shut your fuckin' mouth!
Oh, my God!
You signed up to fucking learn and grow, and...
Yeah, shut your fuckin' mouth.
...you do this, dude!
Okay! Answer the fucking question!
You keep talkin' like this, I'll have you out in the fuckin' parking lot! I don't give a fuck. What do you want me to say?
I ask the fucking questions, YOU give the fucking answers!
[takes off his jacket and walks out of the line] Fuck that shit, dawg. I ain't here for that! [approaches Gordon and tosses his jacket at him] You want the fuckin' jacket? You want to talk some shit? Let's go step outside, mo'fucka! [gets in Gordon's face] I ain't here for that, dawg!
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