Hell's Kitchen Season 11 quotes

They're fucking raw. Fuck off. (to the Blue team) Hey, raw New York!

Oh, fuck me. (interview) Oh, my God. He just can't catch a break.

(to Ray) Come here, you. Just fucking come here! Who cooked it?

I---.

ANSWER!!!

I did, chef. I cooked it. I'll take it. I did, chef.

This is where it goes so fucking badly! It's not even red in there!

I understand, chef.

Two of you on the section! [knocks his hand on the workstation] Do you have any fight left?!

Michael, make another one!

I'm going to cook. I'm going to cook.

(interview) Ray, Michael. Pull your heads out of your asses and cook the fucking meat!

Here, I got the fucking New York strip, okay?

I got it on.

Don't rush the steaks.

(interview) Ray, please stop talking. Let me fucking cook the meat. I got it.

How long for that New York strip?

Three and a half, chef.

Oh, fuck! Take the table back. Oh, fuck me. (gives the tray of entrées to Ray) Ray, hey. Fuck off. Take that. Take it. A fucking joke!

Raw, raw, fucking raw. [returns to the workstation] Oh, fucking hell!

Fuck my life!

Raw filet! The easiest to cook, the most glamourous, the most in demand, cold and raw!

(interview) Jacqueline says it's good, I trusted her, and they're raw.

Raw in the middle! Hey, Amanda! It's not sushi night, it's steak night!

Yes, chef!

It's raw now. Now they're taking the piss. (returns to the workstation and repeatedly knocks it) What is it for the second fucking time?!

It's fucking raw, chef.

That's right! It's fucking raw!! (throws a filet on the workstation)

I have two more in the oven.

(points to Amanda, Jacqueline, Nedra and Cyndi) You, you, you, you! FUCK OFF, ALL FOUR OF YOU! GET OUT! GET OUT!!

You are kidding me, ice cold! HEY! ALL OF YOU COME HERE, HURRY UP! [returns the tuna at the workstation; then knocks twice on the counter] JUST TOUCH THAT! TOUCH THAT YOUR FINGERS.

Stone-cold.

IT'S SAYING ICE COLD!

Fuck!

Something is so easy! WHO SEARED IT?

Nedra seared it. (cuts off to Nedra when she blinks her eyes)

I-- (interview) Fuck you, Amanda! You skate on thin ice! It's not the one I seared.

[drops the tuna onto the workstation] Fucking hell! (throws a spoon away) I STOOD AWAY TO GO! A PIECE OF FISH THAT BIG THAT CAN'T BE SEARED! SHIT! (knocks over the workstation twice)

Chef, I need take four--

Nedra seared it, chef. I got it.

(rekindles Amanda) "Nedra seared it, I got it." (throws a spoon with a disappointment)

(interview) Back off the station, I have it!

Chef, it was a poor mistake I'm trying to fix right now.

Fucking bitch!

We're firing apps brilliantly, and now we're gonna start firing entrées.

Heard that, Chef.

Okay? First table away. Don't fall behind!

Absolutely.

Yes, Chef.

Red team, away now: one New York strip, one branzino. They go with the Blue team at the exact same time, yes?

Yes, Chef!

Zach, one pork, one filet.

I'm ready now, one minute!

Hey, come here, you fuckface. This is where he doesn't understand jack shit. "I'm ready now, one minute." And yet the Red team need a bit of fucking time. [points to the Red Team] I wouldn't let them do that to you, so why are you doing that to them?

Um, Chef, three minutes?

What'd you think? We started off with what? [holds his hand up]

Five.

Thank you.

(interview) Unbelievable. Let me just keep my mouth shut. Yes, Chef!

Is that clear now?

Yes, that's very clear!

I appreciate that!

Thank you, Chef.

That's why I call you "fuckface!"

Not a problem, Chef!

Because you're fucking them (the Red team) and you're fucking me!

I don't wanna fuck anybody!

Thank you!

Thank you! (interview) Did I just have a conversation with Chef Ramsay about fucking? [cuts to Zach in the kitchen, grinning] Yes, I did.

All of you, head back to the red fucking kitchen and spend two minutes and decide amongst you! Hurry up! I didn't ask you to stick it in a fucking hat like some fucking game show! What is this?!

This is a Japanese noodles, pan-seared chicken, fresh Napper (Napa) cabbage, bok chewy (choy)...

(interview) What the fuck is bok chewy? YOU MEAN BOK CHOY, FOOL?!

My sauce is, uh, sewey (soy) sauce.

(interview), You don't - see? That's what I'm saying.

They're overcooked. No, no, no, no, no.

Oh, shit.

Yeah, we're moving. We got this.

We're not fucking moving and yet you haven't got anything. What is that shit?

I'll do it again, chef. I'm sorry, chef.

Look at them. Just touch them. That is disgusting!

(interview) This is my worst nightmare. Fuck!

I cannot believe you done that! What is happening in here?! (points to Susan) She's cooking four risottos, we need two (points to Ja'Nel) and you're bastardising scallops! I'll reduce the menu, I'll pull down the appetisers, pull down the entrées for you to shine!

(interview) Ja'Nel is dronwning at this point. You are dragging the team down.

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!!

(interview) I just want to slap her. Ja'Nel, wake up! Come on! You're so much better than this!

Get a grip!

Yes, chef.

(to Ja'Nel) Go get it, chef. You'll get better, chef.

Give me two minutes on those scallops.

We got this. We're good.

"We got this"? Fucking hell. She (Ja'Nel) can't even cook a scallop.

Nedra!

Yes, chef?

Why can't you do the cold? (to Zach) Why did she drop [the pasta] that?

She said she don't need any help.

My worry is the slowness.

(interview) Chef, just watch how to let me fucking do this, I don't need no help!

If I was in the Blue team, I'd have her off the fucking appetisers, I'll put her on the garnish, and someone with a pair of balls could step up and take over that fucking mess! (to the Blue team; goes to Nedra's station) All of you, come here! Just look! Just look at the fucking mess in here! The shit, the disarray, the disorganisation and look, [gets a basket of pasta on Nedra's station] look, look. LOOK AT THE MESS!

YES, CHEF! I'M GOING TO GET IT TOGETHER!

This is a joke. They're not seared! (returns to the workstation) All of you, come here! Quick!

Are you serious?

Like mush. Mush, mush, MUSH! (knocks his hand on the workstation) It's just a fucking joke!

Fuck! (interview) God, are you kidding me? We can't even get past hot apps this late of the competition? God, it's humiliating!

Yet again, we're fucking struggling! I'm putting the gas, I'm turning the engine, I'm driving every fucking table! I'M DONE!

(interview) Please, don't let this be happening again.

(points to every member of the Blue team) Listen, listen, listen, listen! Fuck off, fuck off, fuck off, fuck off! GET OUT! GET OUT! Idiots!

There's going to be--.

(interrupting Mary) No, it's not four minutes, come here! It's sushi time! Just touch that. I don't know what you're doing now. Do you know who this is for?

The VIP, chef.

(Interview) The one VIP in the house and I'm fucking ruining it. (to Gordon) Sorry, chef. (Interview) I hope this is a bad dream. I mean someone pinch me, slap me, shake me out of this hell hole that I'm in right now.

I'm done! (points to every member of the Red team) YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU! FUCK OFF OUT OF HERE!

Fuck me!

GET OUT! (to Cyndi) Hey! Excuse me, madam!

Yes, chef!

"Fuck me"? How about "FUCK YOU"?

(interview) How are we making these stupid mistakes?

I'm done! FUCK OFF! OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!

Nedra wore a red jacket and a blue jacket, but after tonight's performance, I knew that she wouldn't be wearing a black jacket.

It's two and a half hours into dinner service and all of the red diners have been fed. But thanks to Zach's careless performance...

Is that lamb-- (sees that it's overcooked) Oh, please! Does that not look like it's overcooked? Hey, you! Hey, fuck-face!

...the men are struggling with the two remaining tickets and all eyes are on Zach's lamb.

Looks like elephant shit from here!

I understand, chef. I'm just waiting for the fish.

You fucking give me one more excuse, I swear to God, take your jacket and fuck off out of here!

I'm sorry, chef.

Stop making excuses!

Yes, chef.

Two lamb, one wellington, one bass. How long? (Zach doesn't answer; goes over to Zach's station) Put it down, I can do the rest. You can fuck off, Zach.

(interview) Chef Ramsay has just had it. He comes in and says "You know what, Zach? I'm going to work your station now."

Chef, you're going to put it fat side down first?

Now he's asking me stupid questions. "Hey, chef, can I brush my teeth? Hey, chef, uh...can I change my pants?" One mistake and he's so frazzled.

Zach, come here! (Zach walks up to Chef Ramsay as the women and Jon look on in awe)(Pause) Do your jacket up! I'm watching you closely, Back in line!

Cyndi? Hey all of you, come here. Come here! Just touch that. Touch that lobster. When it's something so curly like that, what does it mean?

Overcooked, chef.

So it fucking (throws the lobster hard against the wall) bounces off the fucking wall!

(interview) Did that just happened?! It is black jackets time, we could not be making these stupid mistakes.

Can I have a poached lobster?!

Yes, chef.

Pick that [the lobster] up.

Yes, chef.

Come on, ladies. Pick it up!

(to Cyndi) Do you need some help, Cynd?

What's the matter with you?!

I got it. I'm bouncing back chef. I'm bouncing back right now.

Jesus Christ.