[In the Blue Kitchen, Andy has fallen behind on appetizers, and Dave volunteers to pick up the slack.]
I need double risotto made while I make a crepe.
(working on his meat entrées) I can work your risotto; give me one minute.
Get over here one second; I'm ready to go.
You got two risotto here?
(works on the risottos) I got it. (interview) I said I was gonna help Andy all night, but, uh... I'm really getting pummeled.
[Fast-paced music begins to play]
[Dave switches back-and-forth between his risotto and lamb; blowing out a small fire in his lamb pan]
Let's go! Risotto, please!
Yes, Chef! (runs back-and-forth between all his dishes)
(interview) Dave's running around in the kitchen all crazy, slidin' around. Dave's got one arm, but that boy can cook!
Coming up right up to the window, Chef! (rushes the lamb and sauce to the pass, along with the tagliatelle) Tongs! Give me tongs, please! (someone hands him tongs) I got it! (rushes the tongs to the pass and puts them in the tagliatelle) Tagliatelle in the window.
(tastes the risotto) Dave! Don't take this the wrong way, but you're ten thousand times better cook with one hand!
(interview; fist-pumps) WOO!
(interview) Andy was just fucking up all night long. He's just turn into a disaster. (to Andy) Bring one crepe up, and I'll follow with another.
Andy, what aren't you doing anything?
He's (Kevin) assisting me, chef.
You're not assisting him, you're doing it! And he's standing there watching you. (to Andy) Hey, you! Hey, come here! Do me a favour: FUCK OFF! UPSTAIRS! GET OUT! PISS OFF! (to the remaining members of the Blue team) Anyone who acts like a fucking idiot can piss off! (to Van) Hello! Are you listening?
Next fucking person out! Concentrate!
[Gordon checks on lamb brought up by Suzanne]
Fuck me. (returns to the workstation) Come here, both (Sabrina Gresset and Suzanne) of you! It's requested med-rare! All of you, come here! Touch that! Yeah, touch that! Touch that - YOU (Sabrina) TOUCH IT AS WELL!! What is that?!
(interview) I overcooked liked an entire pan of lamb. Oh, it's terrible!
(slams the plates down) Medium-well? And... that's well done? (to Suzanne and Sabrina) Well-done to you! And well-done to you! I can't believe just how inconsistent you are! Do me a favour: You and you FUCK OFF UPSTAIRS! GET OUT! Both of you!
(interview) Holy shit! He's going to shut us down!
[Gordon has found out that Van has brought up 7 scallops instead of 6]
Van, come here! Straight away! Two three's are what?
Two three's are what? Two times three?
(interview) I'm kind of confused on that right now. (to Gordon) What?
You don't understand two times three?
(interview) I can count, yes. (to Gordon) Yeah, it's six.
I gave you an extra. I'm sorry, it won't happen again.
[Gordon sees the halibut was raw]
Come here, all of us! Just come here! Come here, all of you! Look, it's not... it's just... no, it's not about "oh"! (angrily smashes the halibut on the plate after someone (most likely Dave) says "oh" in disappointment) It's NOT about that!
(interview) Oh... dammit! Halibut splurged all over my face and like I have little tiny like bits of halibut in my eyes.
Van, so you started to sear on the sea bass. Come here! Quick and you leave it there! You're searing a sea bass!
LISTEN TO ME. [kicks bin - again]
We haven't sent the appetisers!
(interview) HERE WE GO AGAIN! NEW FUCKING NIGHT!
(to Van) Hey! I'm watching you like a horn fucking eagle! Poissonier! Let's go.
[Van begins to cook scallops]
Coming right now, chef. [beads of sweat fall on his scallops]
Van! VAN! NO, NO, NO, STOP! Come here, you're sweating in the food!
I know, it's fucking hot! (throws his spoon down) YOU'RE SWEATING IN THE FOOD!
(interview) Man, I was sweating my ass off. (flashback of Van's sweat falling on his scallops) I own there to win the food.
(to Van) What's wrong with you? Serve them? By the way, you got a little touch of Van that one. Look at me, HELP ME OUT HERE!
(interview) I'm out there busting my ASS, bro, I'm sweating my ASS off! (to Gordon) I'm working as hard as I can do for you, chef.
You're sweating in the food, Van!
(interview) He makes me look like a bitch constantly.
Send the whole fucking lot back, Scott, I can't go like this again.
Hey, Ariel, can you go up in two minutes?
(interview) Save it 'til the end of service, Chef! You're making me blush!
(walking to the pass with his scallops) I'm going up!
Two minutes, counting down! (interview) What's my name?
Somebody's taking my fucking lead! The person I least expected to!
Tennille has impressed Chef Ramsay with her communication.
Coming up with two lamb and sauce right now, Chef. (brings the lamb and sauce to the pass) Lamb on your side, Chef.
Now she hopes to impress him with her cooking.
(plating the lamb) That lamb's perfectly cooked.
(interview) The first time I hear Chef say "This lamb's perfectly cooked", I'm like, "Stay perfect! As soon as you slip, you know what he's gonna do?! SHOVE THAT LAMB UP YO' ASS!"
(gets Ariel's garnish pan) Just stop! Come here, come here. ALL OF YOU, COME HERE!
I'm sorry, chef. I turned around for a minute.
(interview) That lettuce, I didn't even know the fucking burner was on. (to Gordon) Sorry, chef.
What the FUCK are you doing? It's in front of your FUCKING eyes! (throws the pan in the bin) This is not possible! NOT GOOD ENOUGH ARIEL!
(holds up a piece of burnt lettuce) WHO THE FUCK'S GONNA EAT THAT? (throws it in the bin)
(interview) Black and burnt salmon garnish. (during service) Lettuce needs about 2 more minutes. (interview) It doesn't get much worse than that.
Scott, clear out, come here. Fuck off. Fuck me. [he and Sous-Chef Scott exits the kitchen and restaurant]
Fuck that. Absolutely fuck that.
What the hell is going on here?
Can't take it any more. I cannot take it any more. Un-fucking real. Oh, fuck me. That's a first.
They're gone. So, are they coming back?
I can't take it anymore. Oh, dear.
(to Kevin in the dining room) Kevin! Now.
(interview) Oh, shit. Here we go.
Urgently, Kevin. Let's go. (Kevin enters the kitchen) I've never done that. No-one's ever pushed me that far to fucking just disappear in my own fucking restaurant. Nobody. (to Van, Ariel and Suzanne) You, you, you. Fuck off, will you, yeah? Get out of here. Just get out. All of you.
