Brendan on the fish station is now ready to move onto entrées...
Sea bass is ready. Are we ready to go on entrées?
I haven't-I haven't called it. Who called the entrées?
...even if Chef Ramsay isn't.
Who fired? I didn't fire.
Yes, chef. Sea bass is fired, and it's ready.
What is going on? You cooked the bass. Is your meat ready?
And the garnish all ready?
You've got to work as a team! PLEASE!
(interview) Brendan, man he jumped the gun. You know, he's too busy trying not to fuck up and he forgets it's about communicating.
Okay, let's go for the first entrée together!
Away now: One sea bass, one wellington, one New York strip, one prime rib.
You didn't start a fresh one?
So where's the old one then?
Yeah. [looks through the garbage] Chef, I can't find it.
Are you lying to me? Because I'm going to stop this whole fucking kitchen. I'm going to ask you one more time to tell me the truth. Is that the bass from 10 minutes ago or is that a fresh one you cooked? Because I'm going to turn this fucking kitchen upside down...
(interview; wiping his face) Oh, my God. (to Gordon) Chef, yes.
[tosses the bass down] Why?
Start a new bass. Start a new bass.
Stop! Everybody stop! New garnish.
(interview) Brendan's an idiot for lying to Chef Ramsay. It's like seriously, you're making a fool of yourself.
And how dare you go to the garbage can, search it, and turn me out like that.
Firing again. Firing again.
You do that to me one more time, trust me, fuck the elimination, I'll send you out there and then. Let me tell you that.
Yes, chef. Won't happen again. (interview) Chef Ramsay's not a stupid person. I was blowing smoke up his ass and he called me out on it.
Firing a new bass now, chef.
[Gordon checks on duck brought up by Tommy]
Oh, come on. [Returns to workstation] Uh, Tommy! The duck is OVERCOOKED!
FUCK! It's ridiculous, man!
Tommy, start a new chicken. It's overcooked! You have one ready.
That's a duck! [throws his spoon away]
(calls the entire team) All of you, come here. Not one entrée has left this fucking kitchen! GET IT TOGETHER!
[Krupa has accidentally dropped her prime rib while serving tableside; returns to the pass with James]
Chef Ramsay, I just fell with the whole rib in my hands so--
Oh, fuck's sake. The whole fucking thing?
The whole fucking thing. I'm sorry.
Oh, you're kidding me. Oh, come on. One simple task. (calls Monterray) Monterray.
Monterray, once you've finished the rib, serve the ribs to Krupa. (to Krupa) Hey, Butterfingers. When he's finished serving the ribs from the blue team, take the trolley. Do not drop it!
[After failing to serve a single entrée, Gordon has finally had enough with the blue team]
[checks Brendan's seabass] Oh, come on. Brendan, it's raw.
(to Brendan) COME ON, BRO! REALLY? (interview) Brendan, you suck! You suck!
STOP! It's just got worse. Not one entrée has left together yet. NOT ONE! (Chino) You fucked me on the risotto! (Tommy) You screwed me on the duck and now I got a raw bass! What are you going to do now? Any suggestions? [the blue team doesn't answer] I've got one big suggestion! [points to every member of the Blue team] You, you, you, you, you, FUCK OFF OUT OF HERE! GET UPSTAIRS!
(interview) What the fuck, man? It is so frustrating, dude. It made us look like a bunch of little sissy-ass bitches, man.
(calls to the red team) Ladies?
I need four of you in here finishing the blue team. Any of you.
[Monterray bangs his right arm on a workstation in anger]
(interview) Having another person coming in to finish what I fucking started is the most infuriating slap in the face, literally "taking your dick out and whipping it across my chin" feeling that I have ever had in my life.
[The entire Blue Team goes outside to smoke after returning to the dorms]
[angrily throws water bottle] FUCK!
I didn't sign up for this, bro. Send my ass home, bro.
BBrendan
Absolutely nothing came out right.
People just don't know how to fucking cook. (interview) That was, like, the biggest pussy bullshit I've ever experienced in my life, man. [to his teammates] I've never been kicked out of a kitchen, bro.
It's EMBARRASSING! [points at Brendan] HE CAN'T FUCKING COOK! [points at Chino] HE DIDN'T GET THE FUCKING RISOTTO OUT!
I didn't sign up for this! I signed up to win! We're all supposed to be professional chefs, right?
RIGHT? SO, WHAT THE FUCK?
I'm not happy about it either.
You think you're pissed? I'm pissed too, all right? We just got our asses kicked in a big game.
I don't like to lose! This is the only thing I'm good at, bro! (interview) I did not come out of here to be made a fool of! That's too much for me! (in the dorms) No, this is some fucking - [kicks something] (to his teammates) Do you realize that they're all in our kitchen right now serving our guests?
We're getting whooped by a bunch of fucking chicks in there! (interview) We just got schooled, man! We should've had a fucking pen and a piece of paper. We should've been taking notes. We just got our asses fucking kicked, bro. (to his teammates) Like, come on, man!
[The Blue Team lost the night's service second time in a row]
Men, I'm - I'm disappointed. Will?
Who should leave Hell's Kitchen tonight?
I voted for Brendan and Chino.
Some of you guys are just a bunch of fucking phonies, you know that? All you do is scream what Chef Ramsay says, and when Chef Ramsay leaves, you just clam up. You don't–you don't wanna put yourself out there.
You can go fuck yourself, Chino.
[Will shakes his head while the Red Team stares on in shock]
You know why they're (Red Team) winning? You know why the girls are winning? They may not like each other, but they all fucking study their shit. I–I'm getting balled out on risotto. What do you do? You go at me.
I didn't see you jumping in trying to help somebody else like I was!
I couldn't! 'Cause I was getting fucked up! I was fucking up! How could I help somebody if I'm fucking up? [Gordon facepalms]
Team player? You ain't no team player!
Okay? I felt sorry for him, alright?
You don't even know what that means! Fuck you!
Anyway, Brendan and Chino, step forward.
[During the Mommy and Me team challenge]
[Elizabeth sends the quesadilla, which cooked by Jamie, to the pass]
[checks the quesadilla] It's burnt. It's chewy. [Returns to workstation] Ladies! LADIES! COME HERE, ALL OF YOU! Would you serve that, to your baby?
Unbelievable! [Sees Jamie wiping her face with kitchen napkins] Jamie, STOP SULKING LIKE A FUCKING BABY! The babies are out there, not in here! [slams the tray on the workstation] Start again!
[Gordon checks on panini brought up by Jonathon]
Unbeliavable. (to the blue team) All of you, just stop! Look at me! LOOK AT ME!! [crowd sees what's happening in the kitchen while a baby cries] There's no chicken in here, and you think I'm going to push that out. You've got a small lead, but it's shrinking away! Start the table again!
[During Family Night Dinner Service]
[Gordon and Sous-chef Scott check on two pairs of chicken fingers brought up by Tommy]
They're overcooked and they're fucking dry. [returns to the workstation] Tommy, come here. Come here! I know they're children, right? I've got four of my own. [gets a piece of overcooked chicken] Would you serve them that shit?
What is that? It's-it's like a fucking baby's flip-flop! [throws the chicken away] Oh, piss off, will you?
Come on, quality product, Tommy!
[Carrie and Jennifer bring their meat entrées to the pass]
Why do we have a kid's burger?
It's not even on the ticket.
Neither is the wellington.
[returns the entrées to the workstation] All of you, come here! It's the first freaking ticket of the night. Two bass, two New York strip, one lamb, one cod.
No burger, no wellington.
(interview) Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Your first ticket. Jennifer, THIS IS EMBARRASSING! Half the dining room is filled with children! PATHETIC!!
(interview) I'm mortified that I was even a part of this. I will not go down for Carrie. I should have just pushed her away and had her do something else.
(to Amanda) What's going, Amanda?
I have two bass on this ticket, chef, with the lamb.
(interview) Amanda, is there anyone home?!
You haven't got the cod on?!
I forgot about it. (interview; laughs nervously) Ugh.
Family night?! Disaster night!
[Gordon throws his spoon away on the workstation out of disappointment]
We're waiting on the lamb.
Are you standing there with your hands on your hip while we're trying to put this ticket out?!
I better see you cooking something.
(interview) Elise is always yelling at me.
I'm not going to let her get to me. I know I can cook. I know I'm good.
How long through on the window?
Garnish, let's go! Here we go! 30seconds to the window!
It's coming up right now.
Service. Where's the lamb?
Let's go! Garnish please. [sees that the lamb was raw] Look at this. Ah, fuck me. It's raw! (returns to the workstation)
No, it's right there. She's got the other one.
You've got to be kidding me, guys!
[touches the raw lamb] Know that- that- okay.
STOP! [letting Carrie out of his way] Leave me alone! [sounding as if he might cry] All of you come here! Look at the fucking state of this!
I thought it looked good.
(interview) I honestly think that Carrie doesn't have all her marbles.
(to Carrie) Why are you doing this to me?
I saw this and I thought it was okay, chef -
"I saw this." It's not even hot, it's raw! RAW! [slams the lamb on the counter] SHIT! [throws the lamb away; calls Gina] Gina - please!
Take this... useless brigade... around every fricking table... and I want a sincere apology on the back of your crap performance! Piss off! Every one of them!
[Red team exits the kitchen to apologize with the hungry customers]
Why don't you explain to this table? Did you look all these children? They're all famished.
We sincerely apologize about your entrées. (interview) It was humiliating apologizing to the tables when I felt like it wasn't my fault.
We're sorry, we don't have any entrées right now.
MDMale diner
[whispering] Wow!
(interview) Yes, we're a team, but you can only do so much when you have a broken leg.
[while returning to the red kitchen] Ladies, our promise it will not happen again, okay?
That was the first useful thing you have done tonight. It's also the last. Get out of here! All of you! [The Read Team leaves the kitchen] And hang your heads in shame! Because you absolutely suck! PISS OFF! Embarrassing! And on family night! YOU CERTAINLY DON'T CARE ABOUT THE CHILDREN!
YMYoung male diner
"Shut it down!"
[Red team returned to dorms after their disappointing performance]
Chef is going to call me out, I'm telling you.
(to Amanda Colello) He's going to call you out, but there's two of you going up. (interview) This could be a great opportunity for the Red team. We can rid of Carrie and turn something negative into a positive.
[Carrie goes to Elise to fight her]
The first time all the food was up there...
[interrupting Carrie] Don't talk to me right now!
I don't want to hear what you got to say. Get out of my face!
Just wait, you can talk to her later.
She can talk upon the chopping block, that's when she can fucking talk. Don't say a word.
No, I'm not going to have you talk like this. Especially to me.
Nobody's here talking to you. OK, let me ask you to a serious question right now: do you take medication?
Because I think that you are living in another world.
You are nothing but a distraction on me. You didn't call anything. You fucked up the whole rhythm of the kitchen, and I knew this was gonna happen!
(starts to get furious) THE FUCK I DID! ELISE, STOP IT! I DID NOT. You know how bad I want this! Stop it!
[talking over Carrie] Yes, you did! Yes, you did! Yes, you did.
