“The apples are raw. Just touch that inside....” – Gordon

[slicing the apples] The apples are raw. Just touch that inside. [Elise touches the apples] Fuck off will you? CAN WE GET THE APPLES BACK IN THE PAN?!!

(interview) I had Elise cook one fucking pan of apples, and it's raw. This fucking bitch will do anything to get rid of fucking me. Anything!

You put them on, you put them on, not one of you can tell her they're undercooked. You don't care for each other!

(tearfully) I worked fucking hard with them for them, I make sure you guys are fucking great!

I did exactly what you told me to do.

Elise!

Are you serious?

Yeah, this is for the whole mashed potato thing. You know what, Elise? You're petty as you can be. You know what, I kept my mouth shut for a long time, I'm not keeping it shut anymore. War's on!

WHAT?!

(brings her apples to the pass; to Elise) I don't need your help. Thank you.

I'm going to help anyway.

I really don't want it.

(interview) Is that how it's going to be? Jen's blaming me trying to make me look bad. She's going to regret not making a friend in me.

(to the servers) Go, please! [throws his apron on the counter out of disappointment] Anything to say?

We suck, yes.