After feeling the heat of the firemen, Brian and sous chef Francis get back to work under the watchful eye of Gordon who can't believe what he sees.
[Francis drops a chicken wing on the floor while tossing it in the sauce and he picks up and throws it in the fryer]
Francis, Francis, Francis, Francis. Fuck me, he's deaf as a fucking bat. Francis, you took it off the floor and put it in the fryer and then back in the sauce.
FFrancis
Yeah, well the fryer is going to...is going to...take anything that comes off the floor and clean it.
But it fell on the floor.
Put it back in the fryer.
FFrancis
Right into the fryer.
FFrancis
It cleans it. It sterilizes it.
Fuck me! "Sterilised it"?
[the wings are now being eaten at a table]
BBuddy
What happened with that order?
FFrancis
I dropped a wing on the floor, picked it up and stuck it back in the fryer again.
[Buddy's eyes open wide in horror]
(interview) We tried to keep everything consistent but some things get messed up every now and then.
BBuddy
What the fuck were you thinking?!
(outside) Oh my god. I've never, ever, ever seen anything quite extraordinary as that. Serves food off the floor and serves it to the customer? Oh, my God, no!
(watching Brian, in the kitchen, down a glass of beer) I want to see you and Ramsay chug.
I'll smoke him, and tuck him into bed. Goodnight, chef. (laughs) (interview) I'm a very confident person. I've been in the kitchen a long time. I'm almost positive we'll get a good review.
(waiting for his spring rolls) When you get a family business right, it goes on for generations; and here, it doesn't feel like a family-run business at all. Pubs are full of atmosphere, fun. It's got tweed-neck curtains, like you're going to visit your granny. Weird.
(arriving with spring rolls) Here you are; spring rolls with Coleman's mustard.
Wow. God. Very strange, bizarre-looking spring roll. (eats it) Damn. (to Melissa) Are they popular on the menu?
(hesitantly) People... really like them.
No doubt half the customers are drunk.
BBuddy
This is a tough half-hour of my life.
(to Brian) Not a big hit.
Nope. (interview) Brian's in the kitchen, wondering, and I'm like, "Nope."
He really expected me to be like, "He loved it!" You know, "He wants you to come work for him!"
Come on! (drizzles balsamic on Gordon's salmon) Maybe try that one.
(serving the salmon to Gordon) Let me get you some clean silverware...
Thank you. (noticing the balsamic) God. What's this stuff, please, Melissa?
On top is a balsamic reduction. He (Brian) likes to use that a lot. On everything, he puts a little drizzle on.
Always a sign of an insecure chef, when he macerates everything in balsamic vinegar. Look at this. (tastes it) Horrible. Doesn't taste of salmon at all.
Does my shepherd's pie have any balsamic vinegar?
(sarcastically) Good. Lovely.
BBuddy
I don't even think he likes the water.
(to Brian) He asked me, "Will my shepherd's pie have any balsamic vinegar?" and I told him, "No, I assure you it will not."
Do I? Do I dare? (interview) I don't want to come off as conceited or cocky, but I know I'm very good at what I do. I know the back of the house well. I've done everything that's out there.
[We see a tray of shepherd's pie filling, topped with a pool of fat.]
(digging into the shepherd's pie with his fork) It's just a big ball of grease. (eats it and grimaces) Just very, very greasy. (coughs and gags) Oh, God! That's disgusting.
[Gordon gets up and leaves the table]
BBuddy
Second door on the left.
[Gordon walks toward the bathroom. A moment later, he is heard vomiting.]
[Revisiting Finn McCool's]
BBuddy
Eh, I had a little glitch there for a little bit.
BBuddy
I had a heart attack.
(interview) My father's heart attack was a very traumatizing experience in a lot of different ways.
JJason
(interview) And it was bad. The doctor told him he could have died.
(interview) That was a very scary time, realizing how close we were to losing him. It was beyond scary.
BBuddy
I was down for a few weeks, actually. And I was shocked-- the three of them stepped up, took the bull by the horns, and when I came back everything was perfect.
(interview) I don't think last year we could've done it. If this would've happened before Ramsay came, I think Finn McCool's would've been doors locked, done.
Yeah. Honestly. [shakes Buddy's hand. Buddy has quite a grip] There it is-- I swear to God. Honestly, I feel like you crushed my fingers. It'll take three days for the blood to go back.