This year chefs get an early start on their Hell's Kitchen journey, and they couldn't be more exciting.
[chefs cheering]
(interview) I think my competition is going to get overwhelmed. I'm going to destroy everybody, nobody's even going to come close you're all going to cry to your mommies.
(New) Jersey. [audience applauds] (interview) I am the epitome of Jersey. I'm tough, I'm beautiful, I'm sexy. I will kick your ass and suck your dick all at the same time.
[removes lid] I have a seared scallop and grilled corn salsa.
[notices that there is only one scallop on the plate] Wow. Now, are we on a diet?
No. [some of the contestants laugh with the audience] I thought it looked nice with just one.
I thought I'd get more from a Jersey girl. Every time I've been there, man, they're generous.
[eats the scallop] I'd love to give it a four. I can't, there's only one scallop there. I'm gonna give it a three. Three out of five.
With Jackie having a respectable dish, Rhode Island culinary manager, Kevin, is putting his faith in his...
[facepalms] There's a reason why you don't put fresh, crisp salad on a hot pizza. [Eddie shakes his head] Honestly, it looks... terrible. The dough's uneven. How'd you make that dough so quick?
Um, it was a pre-prepared dough.
So you didn't make the dough?
And is it an authentic Caesar dressing?
Pre-made. [audience groans again; someone shouts at Gordon not to eat the food]
(interview, facepalms) Kevin!
Store-bought dough... store-bought Caesar salad dressing. Let me ask you something. Do you want to go home?
(interview) Oh, God. This is not good. [to Gordon] I'll do better, chef.
I will. I can show you I will.
One out of five. That's all you get. Terrible.
(to Alan) You fired on tuna?
(interview) I didn't hear any entrées fired up by Chef Ramsay, but he sounds confident. He sounds like, you know, he knows what he's talking about, so I'm gonna be as supportive as I can.
Let's go. Walking, walking, coming up. Coming up.
[accompanying Alan to bring food] You got two tuna.
AMAaron Mitrano
What are we doing?
AMAaron Mitrano
He (Alan) brought it up before you fired it, chef.
(to Alan) Hey, come here, you. Fucking bozo. Who called the entrée? [holds the cooked tuna into untimely mistake]
(to Alan and gives him a warning) WOULD YOU MIND WE SEND THE APPETIZERS FIRST?!
(interview) Alan, that's embarrassing. You are a fucking moron.
[putting Alan's already cooked tuna to the table] Big difference, order fire, order in fire, THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYING. (to Alan) All right?
[checks squash brought by Vanessa] Oh, fuck me. [walks back to workstation] Hey, hey. Hey, all of you, come here. Who in the fuck just brought me that?
[slowly raises her hand] I did, chef.
It's like you shit all over the plate. It's even colder in the middle. [throws fork across workstation] Unreal!
(interview) What it came down to was the bitch lost her fucking mind and was, like, seeing stars.
I'm trying to breathe and cook at the same fucking time, and this is hard!
That's what we do! (interview) We're here to cook. If you can't cook, it's time for you to go.
AMAshley & Manda
Refire scallops!
Please, can somebody fucking help me?
All of you, ON THE APPETIZERS!
[After Gordon examined Alan's scallops and Mark's pizza]
They're cooked to fuck, those things. Who cooked the scallops?
They're fucking rubber! The first portion was perfect, and that was a fucking fluke 'cause that is shit. [returns the pizza to the workstation after found out it was burned] (to Mark) Hey, by the way, in England, we have a saying, "When it's brown, it's cooked. When it's black, it's fucked!" [drops a plate of pizza to a workstation onto an empty plate at the bottom shattering into pieces] Disgusting, and you bring me that shit? WHAT'S GOING ON?! [screenshot of Audrina Patridge waiting her food]
Alan's rubber scallops and Mark's burned pizza have brought the kitchen into the standstill.
No one's communicating, no one's stepping up, and no one's taking charge.
(to Frank) Frank, you got your own pizza?
Let's go, let's go, let's go. Get it back.
Pizza, coming up. (interview) I figured nobody else could do a better pizza than somebody who's 100 percent Italian from Brooklyn, New York.
Over in the blue kitchen...
Two risotto, one capellini, one special! Yes?!
...the men are still backed up on appetizers and have now put the tableside chefs in neutral...
Let me go check on them (the chefs inside the blue kitchen), I'll be right back.
...and so Jared and Eddie, in an attempt to be useful, head to the kitchen to offer their assistance.
Guys, talk to me? What do you boys need? What do you boys need?
MMark
I'm finishing off this risotto. Eddie!
(to Eddie while pointing on Mark's pan) Risotto!
(interview) I heard everything going on I was like, "You know they need help. I am going back in there". (in the kitchen) [holds a pan of risottos to be sent to the pass] Coming around hot, coming 'round hot.
(calling Eddie) Hey, hey, you, come here, you. Put it (the pan Eddie is holding) down. Who cooked this?
MMark
I started it, chef, Eddie finished it for me.
[Gordon quickly tastes the risotto, then spits it out after chewing it]
(to Mark and Eddie) Come here you, taste that! It's bland, the rice is still undercooked, disgusting!
(interview) Mark is not getting any of his dishes right. He looks like deer in headlights when he's getting yelled at. Bro, like wake up! Hello, you're here!
(to Mark) Come here. (to Eddie) You, come here. Sit down [let to sit him on the chef's table] and eat your shit. (to Eddie) Yes, take a seat, you must be tired if you're gonna fucking... (calls Marino) Uh, Marino!
Glass of sauvignon blanc for Chef Mark and Steady Eddie.
Hello, guys. And if I were you, I would actually eat it fast.
(interview) I swallowed the risotto just like I swallowed my pride. I still don't know how the hell I got roped into that, to be honest with you.
Back in the blue kitchen...
[Holds the tickets] Come on guys, they're about to walk out!
Chef Ramsay is just looking for...
(to Hassan) Risotto, where is it?
You got my two lobsters for the risotto ready?
Yep! [Checking cooked shrimps] Make sure they're hot.
[brings the lobster to pass] To your left, chef.
[After Gordon checks Kevin's lobster to be served for their first entrée; Gordon has had enough]
Unreal. [returns the lobster at the workstation] Hey, hey, hey, hey, come here, all of you! ALL OF YOU!!!
(interview) Fish station, Alan and Kevin, they were kinda... (imitates whistling) like a fart in a fan factory, [sic] man. They were fucking lost.
Just touch that, put your hand on there! [sees a cold raw lobster on a plate] Touch, touch! Fucking (smashes the shrimp) COLD! WHAT'S GOING ON?! 'CAUSE I'M GETTING SERIOUSLY PISSED OFF!
LLady
I'm done, let's get out of here.
Chef, table 40 is leaving, two top, they haven't got anything yet.
Now the tables have walking out, just literally giving up! A bit like you. Fuck off out of here! GET OUT!!! GET OUT!!!
(interview) What a fucking shit show! I've never been a part of anything so hellacious in my life.
[Blue team approaches out of the kitchen, Gordon follows them]
Hey! Hey, hey, bozo! Do me one favor tonight: get upstairs and think of two individuals that don't belong in the blue team. GET OUT!
[During the team communication challenge, Ashley and Frank present their cheeseburger sliders]
What I did was I got some pancetta and rendered it down to crispy, just for another texture, and to enhance the flavor of the burger. And a little bit of liquid smoke.
Yes, just... just a drop.
I didn’t ask you to get crazy. I just wanted you to cook what was on your back. Do the recipe.
(interview) Frank, I want to grab you by the neck and just shake you. The recipe is the recipe, and you can’t deviate from it.
(to Frank) Here’s the thing. Had you followed the recipe, that would’ve been a near perfect burger. Ashley, congratulations. Point to the Red team.
(interview) She only won because I lost. That’s not a winner. That’s–that’s not a winner.
[holds the ticket] On order, four covers of table 32. Don't wait for me. Appetizers fire one special table, two side scallops, two risotto. Entrée two Arctic char, two wellington.
Hey hey, ladies! That was flat.
Vanessa, call back the order!
We have special table side, we have two [looks clueless] fuck. [rings a buzzer]
I called this out ten seconds ago. Entrées what were they, Vanessa?
They were one, well-- fuck [looks confused and clueless once again] (begins attempted interview and looks still confused)
I am so sorry did not hear that.
Listen, concentrate, get your head down.
AJAshley and Jackie
Yes chef.
On order, table 30, two snapper, two tuna, two wellington!
Kristin, call back that order!
Call back that six order! Quiet, everybody!
Two special, two tableside, two risotto... ah! (looks terribly confused) Two... two wellington. [smiles nervously]
It's not funny. I'm just...focusing on a hundred things right now.
(to Kristin) This is not 'funny. I'VE HAD ENOUGH!
I'm done with you! [calls the entire team] Come over, you!
(interview) Kristin, stop standing there like [acts funny] "Uh-duh-duh-duh-duh".
(to Sous-chef Christina) Christina, write that ticket on her fucking back.
[to Meese as she walks to the pass] Behind you.
Turn around. [writes the orders on Kristin's back]
(interview) Oh, my God, what is happening right now? Why are you writing on my chef's coat?
Do not let her forget what's on that table.
[after stirring around a pan of vegetarian risotto at the pass] Oh, my God! Hey! [holds up the pan to show the risotto sticking to the bottom] I know they may be vegetarian, but they deserve better than that! Who gave me that?!
(interview) What the fuck, bro?! Kevin... [makes slapping motion]
[throws pan and spoon across workstation] Is that your respect for a vegetarian?
COME ON! FINISH IT OFF! GET THE RICE COOKED!
[Kristin is helping Meese after multiple failed wellington attempts]
[to Meese] If you're not comfortable with it, don't serve it.
I'm not serving that. No, I'm not serving that. [throws wellington in the bin]
(interview) Oh, God! Fuck!
You put the wellington in the trash. [picks up the wellington that was thrown away] Hey, hey! Stop! All of you, come here.
[Gordon starts picking up the other wellingtons that Meese threw away earlier]
Cooked perfectly, and it's in the trash. Cooked perfectly, it's in the trash.
(interview) Seriously?! This is crazy. You never throw it in the trash! I will tear into that meat caveman style. Like, "Argh! I'm fucking starving!"
We're 75 minutes in, we've served one fucking table of entrées! We've put more food in the trashcan than we have in the dining room!
(interview) Why did you throw it away?! It was beautiful!
