[During the signature dish challenge]
What I have here is a grilled hickory-rubbed watermelon.
Seriously? You had forty-five minutes to make me anything, and you grill me a slice of fucking melon?
The rub doesn't work. I'm disappointed, it's underwhelming! One! (to Fernando) Okay, young man, could you take your glasses off for one minute? How old are you?
Stop! Harry Potter looks older! [audience laughs] Jesus, are you on a diet?
[laughs along with the audience and contestants] For you or me?
Okay, so what's the dish?
Pan-seared pigeon, chef, with a sweet potato purée and a California fig and balsamic reduction.
You cooked the squab beautifully. Purée's just absolutely sublime. Congratulations, four.
Young man, first name is...
And you're Italian, right?
Tell me what amazing Italian dish you have under that dome.
[removes lid] It's a filet mignon Bordelaise.
Filet mignon Bordelaise. Does that sound Italian?
[picks up bone] Frank, where's the dog? [audience laughs]
Well, I mean, you've never had bone marrow before?
Well, normally they take it out of the fucking bone!
Uh, yeah. So... (takes out bone marrow with a knife) let's take out the bone marrow. Now it looks like the dog shat on my plate! Wish me luck.
[Gordon tastes the dish before spitting the bone marrow out]
This is all bad. Uh, one.
[Gordon has found out that Janai has brought up 8 scallops instead of 10]
(interview) Uhh... (laughs)
Are you okay?! I'm missing two scallops! (Janai laughs) Not funny!
[Gordon checks on lobster and scallops brought up by JP and JR]
Hey, HEY! All of you, come here! Look at that! Touch that! Look at what you're giving me!
It's still fucking moving! [smashes the scallops]
J JP
That was my fault chef.
J JP
I'm dropping three more.
You’re sabotaging us! Thank you for the fucking snowball! ASSHOLES!!! [double flips]
Two chicken, two halibut!
J JP
(to JR) We don't have another halibut. We can't serve that one, dude.
HOW LONG DO YOU GUYS NEED ON THAT HALIBUT?!
J JP
Right now, chef! (interview) Fuck it. I'll bring it up. Whatever. (to Gordon) Here's two pieces of halibut.
[examines JP's fish] Oh, what have you done there? It's fucking... (to blue team) Blue team! (to JP) Come here, you!
(to Steve) Chicken's cooked perfectly.
Look what's next to it, on the same fucking table! Look at that!
(interview) Everything's fucked up in front of us. It's nuts.
And that is an example of the shit that's been coming out of that station all [slams fist on plate] FUCKING NIGHT. (to JP and JR) You, and you fuck off upstairs. GET OUT! FUCK OFF! GET OUT!
Blue team! I cannot take ONE MORE MISTAKE!
(interview) I still believe my team can do it. I believe we're gonna do it!
[Gordon checks on halibut brought up by Fernando, at that point after failed to serve a single entrée, he has had enough with the Blue team]
Holy fuck! ALL OF YOU, COME HERE!
Fucking halibut's raw and cold.
Yeah, FUCK off. [angrily throws the halibut away; points to every member of the Blue team] You, you, you, you, you, you and you FUCK OFF! GET OUT. GET OUT!
[Gordon tastes risotto being cooked and brought by Janai and spits into disgust]
Mush. [returns to workstation] All of you! ALL OF YOU!
Taste that! Quick!! It's like baby food, it's mush! Janai, it's overcooked!
Not by two minutes, but by ten minutes!
(interview) Janai... "Fuck, fuck, FUCK," is all I have to say! You're creating baby food! It looked like shit coming out the fuckin' blender!
STOP! [throws spoon] STOP! Time-out! Time-out! Marino!
Get in here. You're Italian, taste that fucking shit risotto. [Marino takes a bite of the risotto]
Overcooked lobster tail, overcooked scallops, and mush risotto.
D Denine
(Interview) My hands are shaking right now.
AS Ashley Sherman
(Interview) Holy shit!
All of you, come here, yeah all of you. All of you, all of you. Get the fuck out. [sends the red team to the storage room] . Get in there! Get in there! [slams the storage room door] . Have a fucking meeting, and sort it out. When you walk back in that kitchen, if anyone hasn’t gotten their shit together, GAME OVER!
(to Sterling) The halibut's ready!
I'm not ready yet! Give me three minutes tops, man! Three minutes!
Three minutes, man! I'm not serving that!
...and shut the fuck up!!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! (to Steve) Listen! Fucking pay attention! Pay attention to what's going on!
(to Steve) Why would you send it up when my food ain't ready, man?
(interview) Really, guys? Really? It's not a measure of how big your cock is. Just put your food out!
Blue team! Two halibut, two lamb!
Walking with the halibut!
[to Gordon as he brings fish to the pass] Two halibut.
Lamb! [Sterling doesn't respond] No answer. LAMB!!
Lamb is one minute off! It's too rare, chef!
One minute off?! Oh my God!
That was too rare, but I got one! I got one ready! By the time I cut this, I'll be ready!
(to Sterling) If it's not good, don't slice it.
Wait, check. Check it. Check first. It's raw! Don't slice it more! Just put it back!
(interview; facepalms) Oh, no. What have I done now, man?
(to Sterling) Hey, you! FUCK-WIT! Come here, you! Get me the fucking lamb! Get me the lamb!
ALL OF YOU, COME HERE!! HURRY UP, FERNANDO! [places raw lamb next to the halibut] Look how we are reverting to cooking.
[Gordon separates the halibut to show the raw center and slams his fist onto the plate; Sterling slams both fists down]
[throws fish onto the floor] SHIT!! HEY, ALL OF YOU! CAN YOU SLOW IT DOWN AND GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER?!
[After failed to serve at least a single entrée; Gordon has had enough with the blue team]
All of you, come here! Two salmon, two wellington, one pork, one lamb. [points to the lamb] Shit lamb, and the pork's where?
[points at every single member of the blue team] One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight fucking idiots! Fuck off! Get out! Pathetic! Out! OUT!
[Kalen constantly opens the oven door]
(Interview) Kalen, just keep the oven shut. You keep letting out the heat.
Stop opening the oven! Stop!
I need the proteins! MOVE! LET'S GO!
[checks the lamb again] That's still raw! [walks back to workstation] What are we serving?!
(to Kalen) Get it back in the fucking oven!
It's so fucking raw, it's still got its wool on it!
I got it, chef. (to Aaron and Santos) You ready to go?
You ready to walk? I wanna see you walk.
No! Stop, Frank! They're not ready! They're three minutes out, Frank! You just gave him the chicken veg for three minutes out.
[spits out spinach after tasting it] All of you, come here! So Frank hits the window two minutes early! (to Frank) Just taste what you've given me. Taste that!
Taste that. And what's the one thing it's missing?
Fuck off upstairs! GET OUT!
Yes, chef. (interview) Messing up, it's like... I don't know. It's like a monkey and a wrench. A monkey, a wrench and a monkey. Monkey and a... That's not right. Hold on.
WHAT IN THE FUCK IS GOING ON? The salmon is raw, and the chicken is as dry as a fucking camel’s asshole in the fucking desert storm! Look how stringy that is. (throws chicken)
Hey no, no, no, not heard (throws spoon). No, stop! That’s food leaving the kitchen expected to be served. No! No! No! No! (Slamming the raw wellingtons and overcooked chicken).
(interview) It feels like, I just took 1, 2, like 3 uppercuts straight to the gut.
Let me communicate something to you all: GET OUT! GET OUT!
WW Wendy Williams
(shocked) He’s kicking them out.
And so much for Wendy Williams being a source of inspiration. V.I.P.’s? You certainly didn’t treat them like V.I.P.’s. Pathetic! Absolutely pathetic.
(interview) Everybody's just like a bunch of slobs and a lot of fuck-ups! We really gotta get it together. [to the blue team] Coming up next! LISTEN TO ME, PLEASE! Coming up next! Listen to me, please! Coming up next: four florentines, one French toast from this side, one crepe! That's the next order, okay?
Finally, someone fucking organizing them [the blue team]!
(interview) Felt like I was doing orchestra. (singing) French toast, crepes, florentine. How long? French toast, crepes, florentine. How long? French toast, crepes, florentine. How long? (talking) It felt good, man!
Under conductor Sterling's masterful direction, the blue team gets back into harmony.
Let's cook and do it with a fucking smile, man!
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