NARRATOR: Previously on Hell's
Kitchen, aspiring chefs--
Hell, yeah, baby.
NARRATOR: --came face to face
with a slightly different Chef
Ramsay and didn't even know it.
I'm the black Gordon Ramsay.
NARRATOR: After making a
poor first impression--
Get in there--
NARRATOR: --they got
a second chance--
GORDON RAMSAY: What is that?
Hen in a pumpkin.
I'd like to stick your
head in there, you know that?
Plain, blonde, and boring.
NARRATOR: --but blew it.
GORDON RAMSAY: [spitting]
NARRATOR: At dinner service--
What are the five entrees?
NARRATOR: --the men
didn't know the menu.
Uh--
Uh--
What?
NARRATOR: And neither team
had much success cooking it.
[inaudible] some food?
Dominate.
NARRATOR: In the red kitchen--
- Who cooked this?
NARRATOR: --Corey struck
out with her chicken.
It's rubber!
NARRATOR: And it wasn't
pretty for Sharon, either.
Enough's enough.
f*ck off and go and put
some more make up on.
NARRATOR: In the blue kitchen--
Is anyone going
to take control?
NARRATOR: --Bobby
deserted his team.
I don't want to jump in.
You don't need
eight sets of hands.
Useless f*cking--
NARRATOR: And Jason did
more eating than cooking.
Let me know when you're done.
I'll get you dessert.
NARRATOR: By the time the
entrees were ready to serve--
They're all leaving, Chef.
NARRATOR: --there was
no one left to eat them.
Look out there!
NARRATOR: Louross had to
nominate two of his teammates
for elimination.
And while the blue team
made a recommendation--
Bobby.
Yeah, no sh*t.
I hope he gets a
foot so far up his ass
he can taste it in the morning.
NARRATOR: --Chef Ramsay
had the last word.
Dominic, take off your jacket
and leave Hell's Kitchen.
Bobby, you threw the towel in.
Jason, you dodged
the b*llet, big boy.
NARRATOR: Tonight,
the quest to become
the executive chef at Gordon
Ramsay's new LA restaurant
continues.
[theme music playing]
And now, the continuation
of Hell's Kitchen.
[suspenseful music playing]
I feel bad Dominic picked.
I didn't think he was
going to get picked.
Dude, I seen it coming.
I'll be honest.
The whole time I was
standing there, I was like,
they're either going to
call me up or eliminate him
I had a feeling you
were getting another sh*t.
- I was trying to lay back.
- You done taking it easy?
Yeah.
It's on.
I dodged a b*llet tonight.
You know, I had this
laid back approach,
but it's going to
be a new Bobby.
You know?
The four star general
gots to come out now.
That was so intense.
I had fun getting yelled
at every three minutes.
I didn't realize what
I was getting into.
I took a b*ating tonight.
That ain't happening
next time if I
have any say so whatsoever.
I don't lose to f*cking
girls, especially
a bunch of young little kids.
It ain't happening again.
So I vote we f*cking k*ll it.
We've already said
the b*tches are
in the f*cking next kitchen,
so let's f*cking prove it.
We b*at the boys,
which is great.
Seems like the
guys needed to cut
some of the dead weight anyways,
and they had a lot of choices.
NARRATOR: After a
disastrous dinner service,
all the aspiring chefs
want is a little sleep.
And that's exactly what
they're going to get.
[music playing]
Let's go everybody!
Wake up!
Let's get downstairs!
The bullhorns started,
then he started yelling.
Right now.
Come on.
Move!
Un-f*cking-pleasant,
I'll tell you that.
- Move!
- Come on, get up!
Get out of bed!
Let's go!
Let's go.
Get dressed.
Get downstairs now!
Go!
Come on!
Go!
Go, go, go!
Come on!
- Good morning.
- Morning, Chef.
- Morning, Chef.
- Good morning, Chef.
Bright and breezy, yes?
Yes, Chef.
With everything
we wasted last night
on service, any restaurant
would have gone out of business.
You have to understand what you
put in the trash last night.
Hey, guys, hup!
[whistles]
I've never seen so much
fantastic produce wasted.
Now, every rubber
chicken breast,
every overcooked risotto,
every rock-hard potato
you binned last night,
get it out and put it back
in the cylinder.
Move.
We're playing in
f*cking garbage.
This is going to suck.
Look at it all.
Come on, guys.
NARRATOR: Chef Ramsay's
lesson about waste
is one our aspiring chefs
find a little unsettling.
People were flopping around
in it in their bare feet.
Just disgusting.
Butt cracks all showing
and just ugh! it was nasty.
[retching]
It's only food,
Jenn, you know?
Look at the waste.
We found all kinds
of food in that trash.
I mean, excellent cuts
of beef, scallops.
It was all expensive food.
It's a shame we had to waste
all that food last night.
Sharon, don't
smudge your makeup.
Disgusting!
GORDON RAMSAY: OK.
Get on the stairs, all of you.
Now!
You should be ashamed
of yourselves.
We're not talking about a
couple of hundred dollars.
We're in for thousands
of dollars there,
carelessly just put
in the trash, just--
No one gives a f*ck.
You all better
start giving a damn.
Now, go and get showers
and meet me in the kitchen.
You stink.
NARRATOR: Now the chefs
are about to learn
that waste can happen before
the cooking even begins.
We clearly understand what
it's like to waste produce.
Now I'm going to show you
how to maximize on it.
The challenge today-- halibut.
One of the most sought
after, delicious fish today.
Watch carefully.
Razor sharp Kn*fe--
NARRATOR: Chef
Ramsay demonstrates
how to properly prep halibut.
One fillet done.
Skin off.
NARRATOR: Lastly, chef Ramsay
cuts the halibut into
perfect six ounce portions.
There we go.
The team with the
most perfect ounce
portions-- to my
standards-- wins.
Scott and Gloria, bring
in the halibut, please.
Are we ready?
Yes, Chef.
minutes starting from now.
Come on.
NARRATOR: Each team
will have minutes
to properly prepare
as many six ounce
portions of halibut as possible.
- Come on.
Come on, guys.
NARRATOR: On the blue team,
catering director Petrozza
takes the lead on filleting.
Make love to it, Petrizzi.
Make love to that fish, man.
As long as I'm around
here, I'm going
to be that loud mouth little boy
that's just going to be like,
"Come on, make that
sh*t look sexy."
Let's make love to the fish.
Come on.
- Beautiful thing.
They've already
got one fillet up.
Don't get nervous and rush.
You've got minutes.
Chef Ramsay has
chosen this challenge
because not only does it
stress attention to detail,
but teamwork as well.
Take this tail
from here to here.
I'm just trying to
get the bone right here.
I got it, I got it.
- You got it?
I got it.
Just let me get this
bone and I'm good.
You talk to somebody and
they're confident about doing
a project, you know, you've got
to put a little faith in them.
Ten minutes gone,
ten minutes to go.
Just cleaning it up.
That's money in the bank.
Guys, done.
Done.
NARRATOR: The men have
finished with plenty of time
to spare while the women
continue at their own pace.
Don't worry about
them being done.
We have plenty of time
I was getting nervous because
the guys were finished.
My hands were shaking.
I was just like, "OK, let me cut
this right and not cut myself."
Slow down.
We've got time.
Take your time.
Sharon, she just don't
know what she's doing,
so she needs a lot of coaching.
Trim that up.
Trim that up.
Team redemption right there.
GORDON RAMSAY: Last minute.
Let's go.
Come on, ladies.
Let's go.
Let's go.
You know what a six
ounce feels like, right?
- [inaudible]
- OK.
Six ounces.
- Good job, blue team, good job.
- Come on, Sharon.
You've got this.
- Five, four, three--
- OK, guys.
--two, one.
And stop.
Ladies first.
Intact, whole, nice.
[bell dings]
No bone, no bloodline.
Good.
[bell dings]
Gashed.
Gashed.
Beautiful.
[bell dings]
Beautiful.
NARRATOR: Although
the women took
longer to filet the halibut.
It appears as though taking
their time might be paying off.
In.
[bell dings]
In.
[bell dings]
In.
[bell dings]
Not bad.
ALL: Thank you, Chef.
Good job, girls.
Good job.
OK.
Craig.
Let's go.
How many, Bobby?
I say , Chef.
.
You need to win, each
absolutely beautiful.
In.
[bell dings]
Ugh.
Like a f*cking chain of sushi.
Who's doing this?
Who's butchering it?
I believe who ripped the
fish actually was Jason.
Beautiful.
[bell dings]
It's like it's been chewed up.
Aw, man.
Come on.
Who's been eating this?
Who did that?
Look at it!
You finished early.
You clearly rushed it.
We thought we had
portions in there.
By the numbers, it looked
like we had an edge.
And you know what?
We did have an edge
by the numbers.
What b*at us down
was inconsistency
in the quality of the fillets.
Beautiful.
[bell dings]
That's nice.
GORDON RAMSAY: In.
NARRATOR: Despite mangling
several portions earlier,
the men's numbers are
starting to add up.
GORDON RAMSAY: In.
[bell dings]
MEN: .
GORDON RAMSAY: In.
[bell dings]
MEN: .
GORDON RAMSAY: In.
[bell dings]
MEN: .
GORDON RAMSAY: In.
[bell dings]
MEN: .
GORDON RAMSAY: In.
[bell dings]
MEN: .
GORDON RAMSAY: In.
[bell dings]
MEN: .
GORDON RAMSAY: In.
[bell dings]
We have a tie.
NARRATOR: For the
first time ever
in the history of
Hell's Kitchen,
a challenge has ended in a tie.
Now, I want each team to
decide one individual to come
up to the front of
this table and select
a ounce portion of halibut.
The team with the closest to
ounces wins the challenge.
Decide, let's go.
[interposing voices]
Corey, Corey.
When I tell you six ounces, you
f*cking mark it on the spot.
Who's coming
from the blue team?
Ben.
Big Ben, Big Ben.
Big Ben.
I've portioned a lot of fish.
When he said, who
wants to be chosen?
I was like, it's me.
Put me in the game.
Who's coming
from the red team?
WOMEN: Corey.
All right, Corey, let's go.
Before I was about
to choose the fish,
I felt like I was going
to have a heart att*ck.
First time ever in Hell's
Kitchen, a tie breaker.
Now, I need a winner.
Can you pick me a
six ounce fillet?
Try, Chef.
Can you pick me
a six ounce fillet?
I will, Chef.
[cheering]
Both of you--
both of you pick up your fillet.
Come on, Big Ben.
[suspenseful music playing]
GORDON RAMSAY: Ben.
Sir.
Fillet from the blue
team on the scales.
[suspenseful music plays]
. ounce.
[blue team cheers]
You know, there
ain't no way in hell
that them girls will weigh
a perfect six ounce piece.
Wait, wait.
Guys, wait.
She still has to do hers.
Corey.
My team chose me
to make the decision
because I did an awesome
job portioning the fish.
Every fillet that I did
I know was six ounces.
[suspenseful music plays]
GORDON RAMSAY: . ounce.
[blue team cheers]
I'm sorry, guys.
I'm sorry.
[cheering continue]
Sorry, sorry, sorry.
I felt more embarrassed
than anybody because I was
the one that chose the fish.
It sucks so bad.
Like, it's just depressing.
And we're all already,
like, so tired.
You know?
That sucks.
How hard can it be to at
least get close to six ounces,
because it is really
not that hard.
And it's like--
that pissed me off.
I don't know what we were
thinking in picking her.
Ladies, I explained
that you did not
want to lose this challenge
today You'll now be prepping
all of the halibut, making all
the fish stock for the service
and maximizing on every portion.
Gentlemen, we will
be over-indulging.
All of you will be joining
me on a -foot super yacht.
[blue team cheering]
Now, your Rolls-Royce and your
Bentleys are awaiting you.
Go and get dressed.
[blue team cheering]
Make sure everybody
looks, you know, good.
Casual, but looks good.
This is OK?
[laughing]
I'm ready.
Let's go.
I'm ready.
That guy is crazy.
[inaudible]
The boys came all
freshly from their shower
to go on their yacht.
[inaudible] Make it fly.
Make it fly.
Bye!
They started slamming
their f*cking cleavers down,
spraying us with
f*cking lobster juice.
You know, I have pretty
expensive cologne on.
Whose house?
Our house!
Whose house?
Our house!
Shut up.
Jen was like, "Whose house?"
And, you know, they were like,
"Our house!" and I'm like,
you can keep your f*cking
house, because we're
going to the ocean, b*tches.
Yeah!
Oh my god
I've never been in a
Rolls-Royce I [inaudible]
looked in the window of one.
It was definitely cool.
GORDON RAMSAY: Gentlemen,
welcome to your day
of decadence.
[men cheering]
I'd never been on any
kind of boat in my life.
The only boat I got near
to was the Love Boat on TV.
Take a seat.
Enjoy.
The lobster
lunch blew me away.
It was phenomenal.
GORDON RAMSAY: Excellent.
You've got the best of the best.
Congratulations.
Well done.
Halibut.
Well done.
Let's get some caviar, shall we?
J.P.
I look around, it
was Jean-Philippe.
He's rocking this navy blue
suit and, like, a little scarf.
He looked prestiged.
GORDON RAMSAY: What do you
think the girls are doing?
NARRATOR: While the men enjoy
their reward on the high seas,
back in Hell's Kitchen
the women's punishment
has them feeling pretty low.
For the record, I called it.
I said that damn
fillet was too little.
It's not Corey's fault. It's
all of our fault. We're a team.
Sure.
Jenn said that
nope, she pretty
much thought it was my fault. I
lost the competition for them.
Don't f*cking call me out
in front of everybody.
It just makes her look stupid.
So I think her personality is
just to kind of blame others.
You get the hell up
out of this kitchen, boy.
Corey, she has a small brain.
She knows she messed up.
And now I'm covered in fish
guts and stink and funk
Damn.
GORDON RAMSAY: To the Blue Team.
. .
Don't lose a challenge.
Next service, you've
got to att*ck it.
It was pretty cool
we get to talk to Chef.
I mean, he's at the top
of his game right now.
He's a pinnacle.
Who's yacht?
Blue's yacht!
NARRATOR: A new day
dawns in Hell's Kitchen,
and with it the
chance for both teams
to put their determination
and knowledge to the test.
Corey, [inaudible].
You're mixing up recipes.
Put that into that
machine, yeah?
Yeah.
Then add the Tabasco, the
lemon juice, the glucose.
[buzz]
Our team has a problem
right now just for Sharon.
It puts us at a really
big disadvantage.
Sorry for bugging
you, Cor, but I
never made this sh*t before.
LOUROSS: Fellas,
how are we feeling?
- Good, man.
- Good.
I'm good.
I am very confident
that we're going to win.
We're all very serious,
we're all closer,
we're all communicating.
Yes, we need mascarpone
for the risotto, too.
That's OK.
He just said we can get more if
we need it, so don't sweat it.
I don't think the girls have
a clue what they're doing.
But what do you expect?
Without a man over there
to lead them, of course.
Classic vinaigrette,
the formula
is one to one ratio champagne
vinegar to EVOO, salt, pepper.
Christina is a know it all.
Her brain is big and filled,
but her mind is so weak.
Oh!
Coming around hot.
Heavy.
A room full of girls.
I mean, that's useless,
unless-- what are they having,
a Tupperware party over there?
Let's go
Yes, Chef.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
How are we?
ALL: Good, Chef.
Good.
OK.
Before we start, Petrozza.
Yes.
The menu.
Five appetizers.
What are they?
The appetizers?
Caesar salad with
fresh anchovies
and seared tuna, the
um, the, um, the, um,
- Stop.
- Yes.
Stop.
Yes.
Do me a favor--
get out.
OK.
Hey, look at me.
Upstairs and read
that f*cking menu.
And listen.
Your station--
Yes?
--stands unmanned until you
get your f*cking sh*t together.
OK.
ALL: Hurry up.
Is it really too much to
know the menu inside out,
eat, drink, sleep breathe it?
I've got , dishes
between my ears.
Pathetic!
First night's service,
it was horrific.
It was miserable, and I've
never seen Jean-Philippe
take such a battering.
Tonight, one from the ladies'
team, one from the men's team,
is going out there to be
an assistant Maitre d'.
OK.
Men's team Maitre
d' assistant deputy.
Craig, you're working
front of the house, yeah?
You've got the gift of the gab.
Yes, Chef.
Yeah.
Ladies,
Yes, Chef.
Rosann.
Yes, Chef.
Tonight you're going to
be handling customers.
OK, Chef.
Let's go.
Tough day, tough start.
It just hasn't been
sinking in properly.
It's probably been
years since I've had
to go by somebody else's menu.
Just not used to
studying, period.
It was really bothering me.
Petrozza, you,
in the store room.
Do you think we're here for a
f*cking joke-- close the door.
Please, out.
- I'm leaving, Chef.
Good.
Thank you.
What is this, a f*cking--
What is this, Comedy Central?
- No, sir.
You're now on the
verge of making me look
stupid now, do you understand?
From the desserts
up, what are they?
All right.
The valrhona chocolate,
and the valrhona chocolate
and black cherry sorbet.
There is no black
cherry sorbet.
There's no black cherry--
there's some in-- the
black, the black--
It is a f*cking
valrhona chocolate
fondant with black cherries.
OK.
Upstairs and start again.
- OK.
- Quick!
Let's go!
- OK.
- Can you hurry up?
- Yes.
Yes, Chef.
You think that you're
strong, you think that you're
bulletproof, but nah.
Not here.
I'm done.
I'm done.
I'm done.
In the words of Chef
Ramsay, f*ck me!
I'm done.
I'm done.
- It's OK.
- I'm done.
- No, no, no.
Come on, come on.
Put it down.
- No, I'm done, man.
- Chef wants you.
Chef wants you.
He's right out there.
It's OK.
Come on, let's go.
Get it together.
Pull your jacket.
Come on, let's go.
You're all right.
Take a couple breaths.
It's cool.
It's cool.
Stay right there.
- I'm f*cking done, man.
- No.
Stay there.
You're cool.
I'm done.
With Chef spending
this much time with you--
here, wipe your f*cking eyes.
Here, this is And thing.
Here.
- I'm good.
Wipe your f*cking eyes.
Patrozza, you know, I like him.
For some special
reason, you know,
because he has a
genuine heart, you know?
I felt him, you know?
He likes you.
I told you last night, he
has some strange reason
he likes you.
- I was feeling defeated.
I was a shell of a man, but
I am going to press on hard
and give every single
thing I've got.
GORDON RAMSAY: OK.
Right.
[inaudible] Sing to me.
The grilled filet mignon.
The [inaudible] of lamb.
The chicken, and the
[inaudible] of salmon.
Now get in the
f*cking kitchen.
You're on the meat station
And work my f*cking balls off.
Jean-Philippe, open the doors
to Hell's Kitchen, please.
Let's go.
Yes, Chef.
[music playing]
NARRATOR: Tonight as Hell's
Kitchen opens for the second
time, Jean-Philippe will be
assisted in the dining room
by Craig from the Blue Team--
Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.
Hi, my name is Craig, I'll
be your server tonight.
NARRATOR: --and Rosann
from the Red Team.
I need some orders.
He's going to explode.
He's going to explode
in two seconds.
Oh, my god.
Thank you, Chef Craig.
On order, four
covers, table six.
Two crab, a risotto,
one scallops.
Entrees, one lamb,
one beef, two halibut.
ALL: Yes, Chef.
- I want it louder.
I want to hear this
brigade perform tonight.
ALL: Yes, Chef!
- Thank you.
Let's go.
LOUROSS: You ready?
I'm I'm Ready
Good service, too smooth
for the groove, right?
- You're g*dd*mn right.
- Let's go.
NARRATOR: While the men get to
work on their first tickets,
the women have yet to
receive an order from--
GORDON RAMSAY: Rosann.
Come here, madam.
Right now.
We're now minutes in,
two tickets in the blue,
nothing in the ladies.
Move your ass.
Yes, sir, Chef.
Let's go.
NARRATOR: While the
women wait, the men
are already sending
appetizers to the pass
for Chef Ramsay's approval.
Guys, come here a minute.
Bobby, now.
- Yes, Chef.
Come here.
Is that the best we can do to
fry an egg in Hell's Kitchen?
- No.
- No, Chef.
GORDON RAMSAY:
Look at that there.
Come on, Bobby.
NARRATOR: Bobby is
on the appetizers,
but to get the scallops out,
he will have to rely on Jason,
who is on the fish station.
Come on, guys.
You guys are k*lling me.
[interposing voices]
Bobby, I'm going
to fire the scallops.
I'm f*ring the
scallops right now.
[interposing voices]
Did you take the
scallops already?
Don't fire any scallops.
If I don't say fire scallops--
I didn't fire scallops.
Well, I don't know.
They just magically appeared.
Don't fire scallops
if you here me say--
You put those over
there five minutes ago.
- Gentlemen, let's not argue.
- You had to cook them.
You had to cook them.
If I don't say fire scallops,
don't fire scallops.
Stop arguing, man.
I can't f*cking concentrate.
You just cook.
Don't you worry about us.
You cook.
Bobby tells me to f*cking
fire his scallops for him.
I hand him his
scallops, and then
he don't want them, because he's
too busy f*cking breaking eggs.
And then he tries to
blame me for sh*t.
[inaudible] I'm going to give
you these eggs the last time.
Please assemble them right.
You guys are breaking
these f*cking eggs.
Chef, order up.
On order, ladies, concentrate.
First order.
Four covers, table four.
[inaudible] one risotto, one
scallop, two Caesar salad.
Entree, one halibut,
one chicken, two beef.
One beef medium-well,
one beef normal.
Yes, Chef!
GORDON RAMSAY: Let's go.
NARRATOR: minutes Into
dinner service and the women
finally get to work
on their first order.
In the blue kitchen, the men's
second attempt at appetizers
has met with Chef
Ramsay's approval--
GORDON RAMSAY: Service please.
Wake-- come on, you.
Wake up, you.
NARRATOR: --and making their
way out to the dining room.
Risotto.
Thank you.
NARRATOR: Fortunately,
it's worth the wait.
I really like the scallops.
Scallops.
NARRATOR: Meanwhile,
none of the red diners
have received their
appetizers, but at least
someone is enjoying the food.
Oh, god, that's great.
Whoa.
Stick it in your mouth.
That's great.
That's annoying.
Christina is a lot of talk and
not really a lot of, you know,
show.
That's one way to learn
this menu, I tell you what.
Her voice gets under
my skin, and I just--
I have to tune her
out and keep going.
Guys, risottos up.
Two risottos.
One on the fly.
GORDON RAMSAY: Where's the
anchovies for the Caesar salad?
- No anchovy for this.
- No anchovy.
Good.
Service, please.
Table .
Corey, very nice, that risotto.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
I know that I have
the leadership skills,
and I was honestly, like,
super impressed with myself.
What a difference
from the last service.
Yes, Chef.
NARRATOR: After a
slow start, the women
are hitting their stride.
But over in the blue kitchen,
the men have served all
of their appetizers
and are now looking
to get ahead with entrees.
- Halibut, where is it?
- Yeah, I'm ready.
Let's go.
Even from here, Jason--
Yes?
--it looks raw.
I don't think it's
[inaudible] Chef.
That's undercooked.
It's a little more
raw that you want it.
Yes, Chef.
- A little-- OK.
OK.
f*ck off.
Come here, you, come here.
- No, no, I got it.
Just shut up.
Just touch that, because you
all think I'm picking on him.
Let's go.
No, I don't think
you're picking on me.
It's stone cold and it's raw.
I get pissed off when
people don't get the food out,
you know?
I mean, we can
pretty much bend over
and kiss our asses goodbye.
Have you got thin
pieces of halibut?
[inaudible]
Yes.
So they won't take seven
minutes then, [inaudible]..
- OK.
- I'm trying to help you.
Yes, I understand.
They're ready, you're not.
OK.
Where's the beef?
Here you go, chef.
GORDON RAMSAY: It's
not even f*cking hot.
Come here, Petrozza.
Here we f*cking go.
Touch that.
You, touch that.
Please touch that.
Touch, touch, touch, touch.
It's rare.
It's rare.
It needs more fire.
sh*t!
sh*t!
Let's go, guys.
Keep going!
To on, let's go!
Put it in.
What was the request?
What was the request?
What did I ask for?
You asked for medium.
You know it's undercooked.
You still served it.
It
There's the medium--
[interposing voices]
That's what hurts.
The next one on the
list is medium rare.
I'm sorry, Chef.
I gave you the wrong one.
NARRATOR: It's now up to
assistant Maitre d' Craig
to keep the diners happy.
Ow!
OK.
I've got a problem.
You took a chair--
Yeah.
You took a chair.
You hit this lady--
- I'm going to go--
I'm going to go back--
You hit this lady
with the chair.
You are going to apologize.
Miss, I'm sorry.
Did the chair hit you?
- Yes.
It's OK.
- I'm sorry.
- It's no big deal.
- I'm sorry.
- I survived.
- I'm really sorry.
I don't-- I'm not
a violent person.
I don't try to hit people.
NARRATOR: While Craig does
a little damage control
in the dining room, Chef
Ramsay looks to the red kitchen
to get out entrees.
Two salmon, one
beef, one Wellington.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Sharon?
You've got raw meat
against cooked meat.
Man!
GORDON RAMSAY: Gently, Sharon.
Yes, Chef.
Every time Sharon screws up,
if I have fish on that ticket,
then I screw up.
I need to re-fire those salmon.
Sharon, how many minutes do
you need for those two salmon?
One minute.
One minute?
One minute only.
- Where's the fish?
Coming up.
In pan right now.
Two minutes, Chef.
NARRATOR: In Chef Ramsay's
kitchen, every dish on a table
must be sent out together.
If one item is not ready, the
whole ticket must be remade.
You and you are putting
the kitchen in the sh*t.
Yes, Chef.
Can you move and
wake up a bit, please?
ALL: Yes, Chef.
You're both pissing around
like a pair of Barbie twins.
Sharon, you're scaring me.
You look like a female version
of f*cking Hannibal Lector.
Put your f*cking tongue
in and concentrate.
Yes, Chef.
Hannibal!
NARRATOR: While Sharon and
Kristina discover that blondes
don't always have
more fun, Chef Ramsay
is ready for the
blue team's entrees.
Where's the lamb?
The land is right here--
[interposing voices]
Cut the f*cking thing, then!
Right in half?
Oh, come on.
f*cking hell!
Top and bottom it, yes?
That lamb is beautifully cooked.
Thank you, Chef.
Don't piss your pants.
It's been years since
I've cooked on the line.
That was very nice
of Chef Ramsay
to compliment me on that.
You know?
That was nice.
Service, please.
NARRATOR: Finally, the entrees
are leaving the blue kitchen--
Halibut for you, sir.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
The sauce is really nice.
It's delicious.
NARRATOR: --and the red kitchen.
GORDON RAMSAY: Service.
We Off you go, big boy.
Let's go.
The chicken is delicious.
Where's this just come from?
Who just put that
ticket on there?
I just brought
this up to the--
What?
It came on nearly an hour ago.
Oh, no.
Oh, no.
To be perfectly
honest with you, Chef,
I have a line of
tickets waiting for you,
and I don't want to
bombard you all at once
and give them to you.
What?
I didn't know
it was this hard.
This is really difficult.
That-- What time was the
table written first time around?
They've been here for two hours,
Chef, to be perfectly honest.
- What?
- Yes, Chef.
Everything you've
touched, you've f*cked.
Yes, Chef.
NARRATOR: While Rosann tries
to get her act together,
Chef Ramsay has a simple
question for the men.
Where's the beef?
I've got one beef
right here, Chef.
Where's the other beef?
Where's the beef?
You got a halibut yet?
I have the beef.
[inaudible] one beef, Chef.
You, come here.
You, come here.
Yeah?
So, can I have two beef, one
halibut, one f*cking John Dory,
and can we have it together?
- Yes.
- How long?
How would How would you
like those beefs cooked?
Oh my god.
One medium-well, one normal.
I asked for two beef--
OK.
--one halibut, one
f*cking John Dory!
There's one, so
you need one more.
I want them together.
- OK.
I want you to communicate
with each other.
OK.
And you're not!
Just let me know
what's going on, please.
f*ck me.
Let me know what's going on.
You guys gotta start
communicating, guys.
- f*cking unbelievable.
- Come on!
Let us do it.
Petrozza, how long?
Ready on the
medium-well when you are.
Why are we fighting?
Everybody just calm
down and focus.
I think there was a
lot of communication
problems between everybody.
I mean, everybody's yelling--
it's just chaos.
Oh, wow.
Oh, wow!
NARRATOR: As a lack
of communication
brings the blue kitchen
to a standstill,
Chef Ramsay turns
to the red kitchen
with a familiar question.
Where's the beef?
Sorry, Chef.
Two salmon, one
beef, one Wellington.
Unbelievable.
What have you asked Christina?
No, I didn't.
I did earlier.
I thought it was coming.
She just yelled it
was coming so I--
You're not really
a chef, are you?
You're just a showgirl
with the big feather
coming out your ass.
Watch, he's going to
set this place on fire.
What the f*ck are
you trying to do?
Can't f*cking win in here,
so you set the place on fire?
No, [inaudible]
Is that your little motive?
No, not at all, Chef.
I've never seen such
f*cking flames for gnocchi.
Sorry, Chef.
Won't happen again.
This is raw.
OK we will do
another one for you.
Oh, f*ck off.
That's table , Chef.
This is not cooked.
Blue.
Come here, you.
All of you, come here.
You've stopped.
You've given up.
You're setting
the place on fire,
and you're sending me raw fish.
It's f*cking cold.
It's f*cking raw.
It's not mine.
It's not mine?
How dare you?
It's just come back
from the table.
Oh, OK.
Shut it down!
Get the f*ckers out!
NARRATOR: After another
disappointing dinner service,
Chef Ramsay gets
right to the point.
Bang.
Meltdown Pathetic.
Really pathetic.
I studied the comment cards.
The losing team are the ladies.
The guys sent half
of your entrees.
Not brilliant, but a damn
sight better than the women.
The best of the worst--
Corey.
You woke up finally.
There's something in there.
Corey, very nice, that risotto.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank God for that.
Go back to the dorms and
think of two of your team
up for elimination.
I don't think it's
going to be difficult.
I love being best of the worst.
You know, it's not like
that's the greatest title,
but it's something, and
I'll take it for now.
I mean, I know Sharon is
one of the people going up.
Who else would
there be to put up
in our group, besides Sharon?
I doubt if she put Chris up.
The main person that
sparked my attention,
who I'm always worried
about, is Sharon, AKA Barbie.
She has been able to execute
nothing property yet.
She's not ready to
stump with the big dogs.
But I don't know if
she will put Sharon up,
even though I say Sharon
is the weakest link,
because, you know,
they're the makeup queens,
and they was buddy-buddy like
a little bit in the beginning.
So maybe she don't want to
put her up for that reason,
you know?
Right.
I wouldn't be surprised
she put me up or not.
I feel a little nervous because
somebody is going home tonight.
It could be anybody, but I'm
just trying to be positive
and hopefully telling
myself it won't be me.
I think the people that are
going to be up there tonight,
I don't think Vanessa
will be up there.
I don't think Shayna
will be up there.
That depends.
Depends on what her strategy is.
Everybody's wanting
to kiss your ass now?
Well, I'm actually really
surprised that no one has
come up to me and had the balls
to f*cking try to convince
me to keep them here, because
you f*cking want to go home,
dude?
No problems sending you home.
You're going to take
out the best, aren't you?
I am the best.
[suspenseful music playing]
Corey, have you
made your decision?
Yes, Chef, I have.
A tough one?
Not at all, Chef.
First nominee and why, please.
My first nominee for
strategic reasons is Christina.
Christina.
She treats me
like a dumb blonde.
If she was really
that smart, she
might want to take a deeper look
and actually look inside me,
past my appearances, and examine
what I have inside of me.
Second nominee and why?
My second nominee for
personal reasons is Jen.
Jen.
[inaudible] f*ck me.
I've chosen Jen
because she distracts
me from doing my job perfectly.
We're working in
a serious kitchen.
We're here to win
a serious prize.
I want her out.
OK.
The gloves are off.
Christina, Jen,
step forward please.
Christina--
Yes, Chef.
Why should you stay in
Hell's Kitchen, seriously?
-
Seriously Seriously, I
should say Hell's Kitchen
because I am intelligent, Chef.
Because if I am condescending
someone, being Corey,
she needs to come tell me.
It's not something I do
to her to be personal.
I will get better, and
I will fight for it.
That's why I should stay.
Thank you.
Jen, why should you
stay in Hell's Kitchen?
It is unfortunate for me
that you don't get to see what
goes on when we do prep, Chef.
I'm a beast back there.
I know what I'm doing.
I work hard, and
I get my food out.
I maximize-- two separate ice
creams, and cook them, the star
anise, and the milk ice cream--
I maximize on the time
that I have, Chef.
I got four pans of
crab [inaudible]..
Goose necks to skillets to--
I deserve to be here.
I'm sorry I'm going to
shorten it up, Chef.
There is a lot of
stuff that you don't
know- I've worked in Belgium.
There's so much creative
stuff that I can-- and I just
really ask that you give me
the opportunity to show you,
Chef, that this is
not the end for me.
It's really not.
Breathe.
I'm breathing, Chef.
Might I say one more
quick thing, Chef?
f*ck me.
All right.
Before I make my
decision, there's
something I'd like to say.
This is one of the most
important prizes ever.
An executive chef's position
in my own restaurant.
I am not just going to
give this job to someone
that I do not believe in.
And there's someone here
that I just don't believe in.
So the person leaving
Hell's Kitchen is Sharon.
Come here.
Get back in line you two.
Two services, you haven't
convinced me that you can cook.
Take off your jacket and
leave Hell's Kitchen, please.
I don't think Gordon
liked me from the start.
He just had the
wrong image of me.
But I'm not going to
change anything about me,
I'm not going to
give up on my dream.
I'll have my own
restaurant one day.
I'm a chef right
now for a reason.
I'm not going to give up.
GORDON RAMSAY: Corey.
Yes, Chef.
I appreciate your strategy,
but I have a conscience.
And in good conscience
I could not keep Sharon.
Tomorrow's another
day, a fresh start.
Climb the ladder.
Put another foot on there.
Move forward and improve.
Good night.
- Good night, Chef.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Hell, yes!
Jen is still in the building.
And you know what?
I'm glad Corey did that trick.
That right there woke me up.
This ain't no game.
This ain't no joke.
This is crunch time.
The gloves are off.
I feel like I was
betrayed by my teammate.
I think that f*cking sucks.
I am absolutely gunning
for Corey right now.
- Gentlemen--
- Yes, Chef.
Good night.
Good night.
Elimination this
was a dangerous game.
Anything can happen
in Hell's Kitchen.
Hands down, we've got
the advantage right now.
GORDON RAMSAY:
Sharon clearly showed
great attention to detail.
Unfortunately, it
wasn't for her cooking.
It was for her makeup.
NARRATOR: Next time
on Hell's Kitchen.
She ain't getting rid of me!
NARRATOR: Corey's
nominations lead
to all out w*r on the Red Team.
But you said it was
vindictive and hateful.
Corey, she is a dumb blonde.
NARRATOR: But the women are
in agreement on one matter--
Anybody want to
come in the hot tub?
NARRATOR: --using their womanly
charm to bring down the men.
We're not here
to play grab ass.
That just ain't cool.
NARRATOR: At dinner--
Shut the f*ck up, man.
NARRATOR: --the men's
feuding continues.
Don't tell me to
shut the f*ck up.
I'll knock you out.
NARRATOR: The women fall apart.
GORDON RAMSAY: It's raw!
I can't believe
you've done this.
NARRATOR: And for some of the
chefs, the stress is too much.
This is all I know how to do.
Do you want to go home?
Yeah.
I'm done.
NARRATOR: If things
weren't bad enough--
GORDON RAMSAY: Oh, no.
Watch yourself.
GORDON RAMSAY: Don't burn
the f*cking kitchen down.
Stand back!
Stand back!
NARRATOR: It's stressful.
f*ck off!
NARRATOR: It's dangerous.
Get out!
NARRATOR: It's just another
day in Hell's Kitchen.
04x02 - 14 Chefs Compete
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Reality television show that uses a progressive elimination format to narrow down a field of 20 to 12 aspiring chefs to one single winner over the course of one season.
Reality television show that uses a progressive elimination format to narrow down a field of 20 to 12 aspiring chefs to one single winner over the course of one season.