“What a bizarre, strange evening. Ridiculous! Embarrassing! Scallops....” – Gordon

What a bizarre, strange evening. Ridiculous! Embarrassing! Scallops. The dish where I expected not one little problem anywhere, from both kitchens, I got a meltdown. Tonight clearly the losing team is the women and the men. A sinking ship and a runaway train. Each team, come up with two individuals that you don't want in your team any longer. Do something properly and all together for the first time tonight. FUCK OFF, ALL OF YOU.