“Right. Now, what is that?” – Gordon

[looking at Andrew's signature dish] Right. Now, what is that?

That's steak tartare. (licks his lips, scary music plays) I guess the inspiration from that came from the fact that I've raised and butchered my own animals...and I like to eat them raw. (the other chefs are shocked by this fact) (interview) When I win this competition, I'm going to buy two walk-in coolers. That's all I want is two walk-in coolers.

Are you some form of Hell's Kitchen Hannibal Lecter?

Maybe. (interview) Then I can start butchering animals, which is what I like to do.

(tastes the tartare) Bland. What a shame. (to Nilka) OK, Nilka, why did you become a chef?

I love cooking. That's my passion. (interview) I'm a single mom with three kids. I want to teach my kids that in order to get something in life, you have to go for it. I know I'm going to win Hell's Kitchen. I will not settle for less.

And this is your...

My sweet and spicy wings.

So, chicken wings?

Uh-huh. This is an old family favorite.

(bites into a wing) Fucking hell, they're hot. My lips are fucking burning!

I apologize, chef.

How much Tabasco did you put in there?

Um, half a bottle.

Half a bottle of Tabasco?!

(whispering) We're screwed.

I apologize.

(drinks water and spits it out) Jesus shit!

Holy shit!

That's going to blow your fucking asshole out, that! Burned my mouth. Nobody gets a point, but the men win. Congratulations, well done.