06x01 - 16 Chefs Compete

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06x01 - 16 Chefs Compete

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NARRATOR: This season,

Hell's Kitchen.

- Are we ready?

- Yes, chef.

Let's go.

NARRATOR: Promises to be

the most shocking ever.

Let's go step

outside, mother fucker.

NARRATOR: Everyone is

in a fighting mood.

Listen to me.

Shut your f*cking mouth.

NARRATOR: This new crop of

chefs is ready to bring it.

I'm f*cking ready.

NARRATOR: And while

some may lack expertise.

The chicken is pinker

than your f*cking lipstick.

NARRATOR: They more

than make up for it.

If you sink our ship,

I'm going to be pissed.

NARRATOR: In attitude.

Get out you f*cking donkey.

I'm busting my

balls out there.

Get off my station.

Dude, just shut the f*ck up

for a minute and f*cking relax.

Help me out here.

NARRATOR: These chefs are the

most dedicated competitors yet.

I am in so much

pain right now.

I'm ready to break down and cry.

Don't end like a cry baby.

NARRATOR: They will risk life.

Everybody get up.

We got an emergency.

NARRATOR: And limb.

Medic!

I need a medic.

Oh my god.

I cut straight to the bone.

I go to go upstairs,

there goes one ankle.

I can't even walk.

NARRATOR: These

chefs let no one--

You got it?

NARRATOR: Stand in their way.

I'll punch you in your face.

You never want

to see this face.

NARRATOR: Not even--

Are you upset now?

Because you're crap.

- You're crap.

NARRATOR: Chef Ramsay.

Shut your fat f*cking mouth.

You don't know sh*t.

[inaudible]

Shut up.

You can dish it but

you can't take it.

NARRATOR: Get ready

for the most physical--

You better get out of my face.

NARRATOR: Most emotional.

Torment, agony, pain.

NARRATOR: Most surprising.

- Get out.

He can kiss my ass.

NARRATOR: Hell's Kitchen ever.

Get out.

I am so pissed.

You're making me mad.

Stupid cows.

No one's got my back here.

NARRATOR: Once again,

the culinary world

has focused its

sights on Los Angeles,

because it's time to

open the doors to hell.

Where are they?

Chef Ramsay is going to k*ll me.

They're late.

NARRATOR: The newest

crop of aspiring chefs

can't wait to get started.

Woo, yeah.

That's right.

I'm at Hell's Kitchen, baby.

I'm like, what.

Excellent.

Yeah.

I'm ready to do a backflip

right now, baby, a backflip.

NARRATOR: But Maitre d'

Jean-Philippe doesn't

think they're quite ready.

Each year chefs who

come to Hell's Kitchen

are giving me an

absolute nightmare

with their stupid mistakes.

As a result, I've had my

problems with customers.

Don't get in my face, buddy.

Problems with Chef Ramsay.

Jean-Philippe.

Jean-Philippe.

Jean-Philippe!

Problems with keeping

my head on straight.

Oh, f*ck Oh, f*ck me.

Now, this year

I've decided to help

you with giving you some tips.

Now follow me.

[music playing]

Yoo hoo.

Hi, guys, over here.

Hi, I'm Bonnie.

And when I was in

Hell's Kitchen,

I definitely broke my

fair share of rules.

- Bonnie.

- Yes, chef?

You're cooking and your

f*cking gas is not even on.

Oh, is it?

Duh.

Who cooks with no heat?

Rule number one,

always turn the stove

on before you start cooking.

Hey, hey you.

Come on over here.

I'm Colleen and I've

got some advice for you.

That, quite frankly, is the

worst risotto I've ever tasted

in my entire cooking career.

Who put sugar in there?

I grabbed this.

I thought that was salt.

Man, I've done that.

Oh crap, I hope I don't do that.

That's some sh*t

I'm going to do.

I already know it.

sh*t.

Follow this simple

rule, always taste

your food before you serve it.

I really could use those tips.

I'm hoping later that

maybe you can teach

me how to tie my shoe laces.

Come on now.

Hey you guys.

Hey, you guys.

Come over here.

I'm Aaron.

I was so excited for my

first dinner service,

and then this happened.

Aaron, how are you feeling?

I can't believe I'm crying.

I'm cracking up right now.

Aaron is a sissy.

[inaudible]

Suck it up, fat boy.

Stop.

Stop.

Remember this one, there's

no crying in Hell's Kitchen.

GORDON RAMSAY: Are you ready?

I know that voice.

GORDON RAMSAY: Are you ready?

I said, are you ready?

Oh, sh*t.

It's him.

It's Gordon Ramsay.

Don't stand there

staring at me.

Get in there and cook me

your signature dishes.

Let's go.

All of you.

Let's go.

It's time to rumble.

It's game time.

Let's go.

Unbelievable, bloody hell.

Here I go again.

[music playing]

Game time.

NARRATOR: Chef Ramsay believes

that there's no quicker way

to assess a chef's ability than

to taste their signature dish.

Right behind you.

Off hand coming through.

NARRATOR: And these chefs

will have just minutes

to make their first impression.

I'm going to be the hottest

Hell's Kitchen winner.

I'm spicy, sweet, and sexy hot.

Half way through, yes?

I'm a legitimate chef.

I've won most every

award you can do.

I'm here to win Hell's

Kitchen, first and foremost.

Just over seconds to go.

That's right, baby, cook.

Come on, baby.

Let's go.

Five, four, three,

two, and stop.

Before I start tasting

your signature dishes,

I need to tell you

something, this year's prize

is like nothing I've

ever offered before.

The winner this year

of Hell's Kitchen

is going to become the head

chef at one of the finest

restaurants in Canada,

the beautiful Araxi

restaurant and bar at stunning

Whistler in British Columbia.

The prize, I think

it's tremendous.

I couldn't be more psyched.

This is what I want.

GORDON RAMSAY: The winner will

be there to welcome the world

as it's hosting the

Winter Olympics.

So, the stakes are

higher than ever.

I'm already

polishing up my skis.

Swoosh.

GORDON RAMSAY: OK, let's

clear one thing up.

Ladies, you're the red team.

Gentlemen, the blue team.

For the first time

ever in Hell's Kitchen,

the red team's

signature dishes will

go head to head with the

blue team's signature dishes.

Is that clear?

Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Let's go.

[music playing]

So first name is?

- Suzanne.

- Good.

And what it is, please?

Fontina fonduta risotto.

My food is classical.

My food is perfect.

I can kick anybody's ass.

Even before I start to taste

it, the rice looks undercooked.

I definitely don't

believe so, at all.

Do you mind?

Sure.

What does that taste like?

It's a little chalky.

A little?

A lot.

That's just ignorant.

He's absolutely,

unmistakably wrong.

Now, madame, it's crunchy.

It's bright white in the center.

I'm telling you,

that is under-cooked.

All right, first name is?

Dave.

What is it?

Ostrich with pan-seared

Brussels sprouts.

I've definitely idolized

Chef Ramsay for years.

I want to earn his respect.

If Chef Ramsay takes my

dish and tells me it's crap,

I think it could seriously do

permanent mental damage to me.

Beautifully seasoned.

Very nice.

Oh dear, why are these f*cking

Brussels sprouts undercooked?

My bad.

Yeah, sh*t.

Brussels sprouts, oh.

It's like heartbreaking

that he didn't like that.

The ostrich is

cooked beautifully.

It's pink and it's tender.

But it's no f*cking excuse

for undercooked vegetables.

- You're right.

- Piss off, both of you.

Neither of you gets the point.

Let's go.

Right.

Ladies first.

So, first name is?

Tek.

All right tech.

This is chipotle

honey grilled shrimp.

And how long have

you been cooking?

About years, except I'm

unemployed at the moment.

I'm not coming in with

a career to go back to.

Like, I need this job.

I've got a family to support.

I got to f*cking win this.

That's nice.

Those prawns are

cooked beautifully.

I'm patting

myself on the back.

- And this is?

- Louie.

I've been cooking in the diner

scene for the last years.

Right, off you go.

Well, f*ck me.

What is that?

Sausage gravy over biscuits.

- Sausage gravy.

- Yes.

Over biscuits.

Yes.

I sell about five

gallons of it a week.

Gallons?

Do you serve it to pigs?

No, actually I own a diner.

OK.

And how much do you

charge for that?

- $ . .

- $ . .

Yeah.

With coffee.

[music playing]

f*ck me.

What's wrong with it?

What's wrong with it?

It tastes like gunk.

Hundreds of people eat

that in my diner every week.

I don't think it was

worth spitting out.

Ladies one, nil.

OK, let's go.

NARRATOR: With the

women up by a point,

former Marine Joseph

is ready for battle.

- First name is?

- Joseph.

Joseph.

I just feel like a dog who's

been taken off his leash.

I'm hungry.

I'm hungry.

And I want this.

And I'm going to get this.

None of them will get

in my f*cking way.

And this is?

This right here is

a roasted veal chop

with roasted root vegetables.

Lovely color on there.

Thank you.

And the vegetables,

what a shame,

the brussel sprouts

are rock hard.

Are they supposed

to be that crunchy?

No.

Have a taste with me, please.

Absolutely.

You got a fork?

I ain't no animal.

If there's a fork available,

I like to f*cking use it.

You can bit that.

You're a big boy.

I'm not an animal.

Do I look like a cave man?

Do I eat with my f*cking hands?

Don't get defensive.

I was like, damn,

bro down, Chef Ramsay.

Are you mad?

Me and him, we're

going to go head to head,

without a f*cking doubt.

That's bullshit, I know I

nailed that f*cking dish.

He knew it.

I knew it.

No f*cking way.

Relax.

What a shame.

First time is?

- Tennille

What is it, please?

Chef, this is a lambchop

with balsalmic glaze.

It's nice.

Yeah.

Thank you, chef.

Congratulations.

Two, nil to the ladies.

I'll take autographs later.

I'll take autographs later.

Two seconds.

I need to grab one thing.

What's that?

Tequila.

Tequila.

I'm definitely asking Chef

Ramsay to do a sh*t of tequila

with me.

It goes with the dish.

- And what's your dish?

Margarita French toast

with tequila lime butter.

Show me.

I thought you were joking.

You're cooking me a slice of

f*cking toast dipped in egg?

- Yes, chef.

- With?

Tequila.

To get me drunk.

One tequila, two

tequila, tequila, four.

Give me a lot more.

Keep on going.

Are you kidding me?

Why would you do that?

That's it?

What the f*ck were you

doing for minutes?

Because that takes,

literally, three minutes.

Shocking.

So, you're cooking where?

I cook at home.

I'm a manager of a

culinary retail store.

So where did

you learn to cook?

Out of my heart.

So you've never been

to culinary school?

No.

You don't need to

go to culinary school

because if you have a passion

for cooking, you will succeed.

So this is?

Muscles with chorizo.

There's potential there.

Nice.

Yeah.

Thank you.

One point to the men.

- Batabing.

I got the potential.

And here it comes.

OK, what is it?

We have a poached lobster and

savory portabello mushrooms.

My dish, it's very

rich and succulent.

It's luscious and velvety.

You can just feel what's

happening in your mouth

and the satisfaction that comes.

Where's the lobster tail?

Where's the f*cking tail?

During the cooking process,

I had some challenges.

Poached lobster tail,

where's the f*cking tail.

Absolutely f*cking pathetic.

Dang, that's another zero.

- So first name is?

- Jim.

- Jim.

- Yes.

Do me a favor.

I'm not intimidated

by anybody.

Take your coat off.

OK.

All right, I'm all

intimidated by Chef Ramsay.

This is seared ahi tuna

with soy ginger vinaigrette.

- It tastes delicious.

- Good.

Congratulations, man.

One more point.

That makes it two, two.

NARRATOR: With the men and

women tied at two points each.

All right, off you go.

NARRATOR: Executive Chef Kevin--

I wouldn't put coffee over a

tender, delicious filet steak.

NARRATOR: And sous

chef Ariel face off.

I can't believe

that you undercooked

the duck with raw fat.

NARRATOR: But no one scores.

Two executive chefs,

Lovely and Andy--

I was hoping to award one

of you at least a point.

NARRATOR: Come

away empty handed.

f*cking no chance.

We have a tie of two to two.

It comes down to

these last two dishes.

All right, off you go.

Wow.

And what is it?

It is a chipotle

wrapped pork tenderloin.

Lord Jesus, please

let the girls win.

I want a prize.

I want a prize.

I want a prize.

Is there chili in there?

Why is it so hot?

It's blowing my mouth away.

Oh, it's so spicy.

All right, well, it does reflect

me, so maybe I'm too spicy.

And this is?

- Van.

- From where?

Dallas, Texas

I think sometimes

people underestimate me

because I'm just a tatted

up country boy from Texas.

All right.

Off we go.

But I'm a beer drinker

with a sophisticated palate.

All right, Van.

That looks interesting.

What is it?

It's a seared foie

gras with minted caramel.

It's very neat.

Oh, is looking grim for us.

But if the other guy's dish

sucks, there's still hope.

There's something quite

intriguing about that.

The mint cuts down the

richness of the [inaudible]..

Congratulations, men.

Well done.

Woohoo!

Looks are very deceiving.

That guy's got some talent

under those muscles.

Well done.

The men have clearly

won, well done.

But the mess of those

kitchens, have a look.

Turn around.

Oh my god.

Ladies, your

punishment is to get

those kitchens immaculate for

the opening of Hell's Kitchen.

Women are the

best at cleaning,

so it's right up their alley.

Gentlemen, winning a challenge

comes with great rewards.

You guys are getting the

takeout, but not any takeout,

I'm talking about

a special dinner

from my restaurant, the

London West Hollywood.

And you're going to sit,

and indulge, and enjoy.

Congratulations.

Right.

I want you to meet

my sous chefs.

NARRATOR: Sous Chef Scott is

back to run the blue kitchen.

And Chef Ramsay has

asked someone special

to help run the red kitchen.

This is our winner,

Heather, from season

of Hell's Kitchen.

Scott and Heather are

going to show you the way.

Off you go.

The men will be treated

to a three course dinner

on the patio.

Welcome.

Congratulations, gentlemen.

Cheers.

The women clean where

they should be at.

Cheers.

NARRATOR: And while

they toast their victory

with a little champagne,

the women are treated

to a different kind of bubbly.

You got to hustle.

You got to get wet.

If you can get it off

faster, please show me how.

You could be here

all night doing that.

I'm not doing that.

It wasn't you.

OK, guys.

Here's your dinner.

Who the hell wants

a baloney sandwich?

Bon a petite, guys.

I thought baloney was

illegal in California.

Like what the hell.

Here we are.

- This is money.

- Fantastic.

This is so good.

Very good.

Oh, so amazing.

All the flavors were just

like exploding in my mouth.

Fellas, get used

to it, all right?

I like that attitude.

Get f*cking used to it.

NARRATOR: It's been a

long night for the ladies

but their work isn't over yet.

Here's your recipe book.

Study hard [inaudible] dinner

service tomorrow night.

Sweet dreams.

Waiting for me on my

bed was this big binder

of all of the

recipes, which I have

to have memorized by tomorrow.

I guess I'm not going

to be sleeping tonight.

While the women hit the books--

Do it, brother.

Louie hits the hot tub.

Yeah!

I need some more wine now.

NARRATOR: The girls

are done studying.

But the guys aren't planning

to start anytime soon.

[music playing]

Tonight is the grand

reopening of Hell's Kitchen.

I have your

Kn*fe kits for you.

This is from Henko.

These are beautiful.

NARRATOR: And the

chefs have everything

they need to succeed, provided

they are up to the task

at hand.

I had a couple drinks.

I'm not even--

I've got to chill

out on all that.

There was something in

that champagne, man.

That wasn't good.

NARRATOR: While the men are

a little slow in getting

started--

Like where's the

pesto even on this?

NARRATOR: The women are

already going full steam.

I'm ready to whip

some ass tonight.

NARRATOR: Both kitchens are

ready for dinner service

and Chef Ramsay has high hopes.

I'm expecting a

bloody good service.

Yes, chef.

Good, let's go.

NARRATOR: But moments from

opening, his optimism--

Oh dear.

Who k*lled these?

NARRATOR: Begins to fade.

Who cooked the [inaudible]?

- Lovely.

- Lovely.

- Yes, chef?

- Which they're not.

Come here.

Why are these all cooked?

We put in the oven when

the order comes on.

Yes, chef.

We haven't even opened

yet and you've cooked them.

That's all we

have to work with?

We're f*cking screwed.

Look at that.

Look, like a f*cking hokey puck.

Oh my god.

We're not even open yet

and you've screwed it up.

What a f*cking disaster.

That's it.

The end.

Get f*cked.

Obviously I was

thrown in a kitchen

with a bunch of circus clowns.

Um, on it, guys.

Come on, guys.

I'm going to have to

bust my ass to make sure

that the ladies win tonight.

Jean Phillip, open

Hell's Kitchen, please.

Let's go.

[music playing]

NARRATOR: This year in Hell's

Kitchen the dining room

has been completely redesigned.

Chef Ramsay has also revised

and expanded the menu,

adding several new

items, including

a capellini appetizer, a

salmon en croute entree,

and four new side dishes.

I'll have the pan

roasted carrots.

I'm going to

have the scallops.

Thank you.

Thank you.

All right, ladies,

first ticket, yes?

One scallops, one capellini

entree, one salmon, one lamb.

- Yes, chef.

- Let's go.

We're going to do it, y'all.

Don't worry.

OK, gentlemen, on order, one

scallops, one capellini side,

one zucchini blossom flower.

Oh, come on.

What did I say, Tony?

Capellini, one scallop, one

blossom squash bottom squash.

I don't know the recipes yet.

Guys.

Chef Ramsay is

going to eat us alive.

When I finish calling out the

order then just shout as a team

that you've all got

it, understood it.

Yes, chef.

- Yes, chef.

Let's go.

NARRATOR: As the men struggle

to begin, in the red kitchen--

Picking up.

Tek is already bringing

up the first appetizers.

Where-- hell's bells.

Tek?

Yes, chef.

Scallops are raw.

Yeah, stone cold in the center.

Cooked on one side and

f*cking boiled underneath.

Oh and by the way, it's raw.

Literally how hard could

it be to cook scallops?

Like, oh my god,

I'm embarrassed.

My pasta is a minute away.

So, Lovely, so

that's over cooked now.

That's over cooked now.

Start over.

f*cking hells bells.

Yes, chef.

Tek messed up.

Now I look like I'm

all wrong, so I'm

going to have to stay

on her to make sure

that she's staying

up with me so we can

get apps out on time, together.

Let's fire it again, guys.

Let's go.

Do it right.

NARRATOR: While

the red team starts

over on their first order, the

blue team is counting on Jim.

Scallops are up.

NARRATOR: To get their

first appetizers out.

GORDON RAMSAY: Jim.

Yes, chef?

Look at me, three scallops

cut in half means what?

Six pieces.

I've got four.

Are you doing this on

purpose to get me going.

Don't insult Chef

Ramsay's intelligence.

Say, look at me.

Count to six for me.

One, two, three,

four, five, six.

Louder.

One, two, three,

four, five, six.

- Then wake up!

- Yes, chef.

I just wasn't paying attention.

Ones and twos and

threes and twos.

And I thought I had

Yahtzee at one point.

Jim, one minute out,

drop six pieces of scallop.

Yes, chef.

NARRATOR: Both Kitchens

continue to struggle

with the first order.

You guys are a

minute and a half now.

- Yeah.

- No.

This pasta is not done.

NARRATOR: In the dining

room, some customers

are beginning to lament ever

coming to Hell's Kitchen.

I don't understand.

I mean, we haven't

even gotten appetizers.

NARRATOR: But one

diner is returning.

I have pericarditis, which

leads to heart disease.

Are you coming back?

No.

NARRATOR: Robert has not just

been invited back for dinner,

Chef Ramsay has another

plan to give a second chance

to compete in Hell's Kitchen.

- Hey, how are you?

Hey, chef.

How are you?

Very well, thank you.

Good to see you.

I brought My wife.

How are you, my darling?

Nice to see you.

Enjoy yourselves.

Thank you very much, chef.

And I'll see you after.

Thank you.

NARRATOR: Back in the blue

kitchen, Kevin on capellini--

Hot, hot, hot.

NARRATOR: And Jim on scallops.

Scallops are already away.

NARRATOR: Are hoping their

second attempt at appetizers

impresses Chef Ramsay.

Serve it, please.

Let's go to table .

Let's go, guys, come on.

NARRATOR: The blue

team has succeeded

in sending out an order.

But the red team is

still trying to get

out there first appetizers.

Picking up.

Picking up.

There we go, ladies.

There we go.

Way to stay in there, Tek.

Look at this.

I swear to god, it's the

kind of sh*t you'd expect

Tiger Woods to tee off with.

Look at it.

Rubber, rubber, rubber.

NARRATOR: But they

have to start over.

It's limp and sh*t.

NARRATOR: And over.

It's f*cking raw.

We've only had one table,

but have made the same dish

six million times.

That's chaos.

That's like apocalyptic chaos.

Re-fire, one capellini,

one scallops, guys.

On the hoo ha.

NARRATOR: While the women

start over one more time,

the men are already

moving on to entrees.

- How long on those lamb?

- Two more minutes.

All right, fellas.

NARRATOR: And on

the meat station,

diner Chef Louie is

tending the lamb.

- Louie.

- Yes, sir?

Did you just put

a lamb in the oven?

Yes.

Oh my god.

Hey, guys, come here.

Quick, quick, quick, quick.

I think you should

know, Louie's on entrees

and the f*cking lamb

goes in the oven

like that, no salt, no pepper,

no seasoning, not even seared.

I'm sorry.

Louie, why do we sear meat?

It's to lock in

the juices, sir.

To give it color,

to improve the flavor.

Sorry, sir.

You're a man.

There's a primal

instinct inside you

that knows how to cook meat.

You need to find it.

f*cking hell.

NARRATOR: While everyone

on the blue team rallies

behind Louie--

Get a bunch of pans on

and get them searing hot.

Turn it, render that

fat as much as you can.

Super hot.

Right over the heat.

Leave it there.

NARRATOR: Everyone

on the red team

is still working on

their first appetizers.

For the eighth

time, can I have

one f*cking scallops

and a f*cking

beautifully cooked capellini?

Let's go.

This is right this time.

OK, you taste the

pasta and you tell me.

First check and we're rolling.

Let's go.

We can do it.

Is it cooked or not?

- Good.

Yes?

Let's go.

Is that cooked?

Looks undercooked.

Is it cooked?

Oh god.

It's not cooked?

No, it's not cooked.

Not cooked.

Oh my god.

Why did you throw

that away, Melinda?

Just put it back on the stove,

put a lid on top and seconds

cooking it.

What did you do, you just

trash it straight away.

Melinda, she had that

deer in the headlight look.

And that'll k*ll you.

Look at all this f*cking--

who's putting all

this in the bin?

How many portions are

you putting in there?

How much is in the bin?

Look!

Look!

What the f*ck is this?

Hey, madame, how much capellini

are you throwing away?

Look at it.

What are you doing, Melinda?

What are you doing?

You're making me mad.

Yes, chef.

f*cking mad.

Yes, chef.

That girl going to

lead us to destruction.

She's stupid.

Man.

NARRATOR: While

the women have not

managed to put out a single

dish, over in the blue kitchen,

the men have served

eight appetizers.

Service, please.

And Louie is

determined to do whatever

it takes to send out an entree.

Joseph.

Yes, chef.

You're on the garnish.

Yes.

Louie's on the meat.

Yes.

He's cooking the spinach.

Why?

I don't know why.

I thought I had to put

it all together, chef.

What's your station?

I'm doing lamb and

rack of lamb and chicken.

So why are

cooking the spinach?

I thought it went

on the plate, sir.

I was just trying

to get a head start.

Maybe Chef Ramsay should

just pull the panties

out of his ass or something.

Louie.

Yes, sir.

We've got enough

problems cooking lamb.

I don't want you touching

the f*cking spinach.

- OK.

- Chef, let me do the lamb.

Bring him over here, please.

Listen, listen,

listen, listen to me.

Yeah.

- Yes.

- My f*cking kitchen.

- Absolutely.

- My f*cking restaurant.

- All right.

And right now, big boy, I'm

looking like a f*cking idiot.

I got it.

Joseph, we're not at w*r,

we're just in a kitchen.

So calm down and let's

cook some carrots.

NARRATOR: It's halfway

through dinner service

and diners are missing

their appetizers.

How long have we

been waiting here?

NARRATOR: And the red

kitchen is missing--

What happened to Lovely?

NARRATOR: A chef.

I started feeling nauseated.

So I was like, OK, Lovely.

You need to sit down

for your health.

Drink this water.

I drank four bottles of

water because I wanted it.

My body was craving hydration.

NARRATOR: Lovely is missing in

action but the rest of the team

is determined to get food out.

Salmon, lamb, please.

How long?

Seven minutes, chef.

Hey, what's that

piece of sh*t there?

Supposed to be the salmon.

Holy f*ck.

Look at that.

It's like a bison's penis.

What is that sh*t?

Look at that.

Stone cold, frozen salmon.

Who put the salmon

in the freezer?

Me.

I f*cked it up.

The salmon was my fault

because I stuck it in a freezer

instead of the fridge.

And it was frozen.

Yeah, you f*cked up big time.

All the salmon's the same.

I think we should it.

- That's right.

Because she wrapped it frozen.

And we have five on order.

And we got five on order.

Five on order.

Hey, ditsy, great job.

Yes, chef.

Ah, f*ck off.

Good to see you back.

Are you OK, lovely?

I'll be fine, I guess.

NARRATOR: After

Lovely's heroic return,

the red team gets back to work.

Tek, you good?

Just get a little more

color on the other side.

NARRATOR: Over in

the blue kitchen,

Louie is hoping this entree

is the one to finally

make it to the dining room.

[music playing]

Louie.

What is that?

What is that?

Did you bite that?

Look, that's one.

That's the other.

It's on the same f*cking table.

Louie's lost.

He's out of his league.

What's all that lamb here?

Look at this.

Hey, Van, you and Joseph,

salt. Look at this.

Look.

Look.

Look.

What the f*ck is this?

Louie.

Yes, sir.

f*ck off back there.

Get out.

Yes, get f*cked, pile of sh*t.

Hey, get upstairs.

Get your bags packed--

Can I help?

Can I help in the kitchen?

Yeah, you can help me.

Get out!

You want me out?

You want me to pack

my f*cking bags?

I'm out.

My bags are packed.

He can kiss my f*cking ass.

NARRATOR: With the kitchen

at a complete standstill--

It's like a bad dream.

NARRATOR: Chef Ramsay

is left with no choice.

Switch it off.

Yes chef.

f*ck off.

Anybody sitting at

home thinking they

can do this, good luck.

It's tough.

Never had a dinner

service like that.

It was a complete

and utter nightmare.

NARRATOR: It's been

a long and disastrous

night in Hell's Kitchen.

But Chef Ramsay's

work isn't done yet.

It's now time for him to

put his plan into action.

First of all, it's

bloody good to see you.

- Thank you, chef.

- Yes.

You lost your opportunity

due to health reasons.

Right now, I would love you

to seriously consider coming

back into Hell's Kitchen.

I have a second chance

and you know, you don't get

many second chances in life.

I would love to take that offer.

I would love to see you back.

Do you know why?

Thank you, chef.

Because you

deserve to come back.

Thank you very much.

Because you're a

bloody talented cook.

Thank you.

- Don't be upset.

- I'm not.

I'm so happy.

Say goodbye to your dear lady.

I'll see you in there

in a minute, yes?

Thanks, chef.

Good to see you, Robert.

Yes.

Baby, I'm back.

You know what I'm saying?

And I plan on winning

Hell's Kitchen.

[music playing]

Oh, obviously

we've got someone new

in the kitchen tonight, yes?

Men, you've got

Robert on your team.

Last season he left Hell's

Kitchen for medical reasons.

And now he's getting

a second chance

to come back in Hell's Kitchen.

Welcome.

In my cooking career, I've

never had a service like that.

Nothing positive.

Pathetic.

Amanda.

Yes, chef.

You screwed the

kitchen with the salmon

that you froze that you were

supposed to put in the fridge.

Yes, chef.

f*cking bravo.

Melinda, Lovely, you

are running out of time.

Tonight I have to

choose a losing team.

You both had shocking services.

But gentlemen, you managed

to get a few entrees out.

Ladies, you served a

whopping zero entrees.

Congratulations,

that's a new record.

Clearly the losing team.

Now, come to the

consensus, decide,

which two individuals you all

are nominating for elimination.

Is that clear?

Yes, chef.

Now piss off up to the doors.

I don't know who's

going to go home

because we were all just bad.

We did what we did

today, and some people

are more hungry than others.

Clearly, Melinda, you

don't want to be here.

I do want to be here.

Once I get grounded,

I am very strong

and I can kick a lot of ass.

So--

I didn't see it tonight.

Obviously Melinda didn't

really know much of anything.

Send that bitch home.

OK, so Melinda--

Melinda, you're on

the cutting block.

Yeah, we're putting you out.

I'm not done with

Hell's Kitchen yet.

Listen, guys, we

never got past apps.

Apps.

Lovely, Melinda,

you guys are up.

Oh, snap.

Well, it sounds like you want

to put me and Melinda up there.

Mama didn't raise no fool.

I'm not going to stop fighting.

The only thing I can say

is yes, I made mistakes.

But I'm still a strong

person on this team.

Lovely was gone

for like minutes.

That ain't cool.

Lovely should go home.

I have to say, Amanda, I do

get the ditzy kind of vibe.

With my salmon in the freezer.

I had no idea that

was a f*cking freezer.

I asked.

You gotta be more

assertive though.

I f*cked up on one

thing and put the f*cking

salmon in the freezer.

That's it.

I don't deserve to

go home tonight.

Right now we've got Melinda.

We've got Amanda.

And we've got Lovely.

We're kind of deadlocked.

NARRATOR: The men have already

lost and gained a teammate.

Now it's the women's turn to

say goodbye to one of their own.

Right, ladies, have you

reached your decision?

Yes, chef.

Good.

Tennille, first nominee

and why, please.

First nominee, chef-- the

first nominee was Melinda.

Appetizers really,

really, really struggled.

And overall, the team

did not feel Melinda

had her head in the game.

NARRATOR: The red

team has nominated

Melinda for elimination.

Now, a second nominee

must face Chef Ramsay.

And second nominee?

The second nominee,

chef, was Amanda.

Amanda, do you

agree with this?

I do not agree at all.

Who should take your place?

Lovely.

Amanda, do you know the

difference between a fridge--

- Yes, chef.

- And a freezer?

Yes, chef.

- What is it?

- Freezer, freezes it.

The fridge cools it.

Gold star.

Melinda, step forward.

Amanda, get your ass here.

Melinda.

Yes, chef.

Why should you stay

in Hell's Kitchen?

Chef, I believe I

should stay because I

have a passion for cooking.

I love being in the kitchen.

I've been working my ass

off and I want to do it.

Amanda

Yes, chef.

Why should you stay

in Hell's Kitchen?

Because I can do

better than that.

I mean, I didn't

get a chance to cook.

Let me go on the line so

you can see what I can do.

Madame, you can

do f*cking worse.

That's impossible.

Yes, chef.

OK.

My decision is-- you

froze the f*cking salmon.

- Yes, I f*cked up, chef.

- Yeah.

You f*cked up big time.

Why did you throw

that away, Melinda?

You're making me mad.

- Yes, chef.

f*cking mad.

Melinda, take your jacket

off and leave Hell's Kitchen.

Thank you, chef.

I expected more.

- Yes, chef.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

I am really disappointed.

I really was looking

forward to spending

more time with Chef Ramsay.

Chef Gordon Ramsay, I'd love to

make you a four course dinner

and you can see exactly

what kind of talent I have.

Back in like, madame.

Ladies, one more bit of news.

I've made a decision

to strengthen the team.

Robert, you're now

part of the ladies team.

Join them.

Thanks, chef.

And by the way, big boy,

last season you were a hero.

Now, you're f*cking zero.

Yes, chef.

You're all zero.

Back to square one.

Now f*ck off, all of you.

I'm excited.

Robert is for sure the end of

the red team losing streak.

We got to k*ll it tomorrow.

Oh my god, elimination

is kind of scary.

I hope I'm not next.

Melinda was completely

lost in space.

So I sent her back to

whatever planet she came from.

NARRATOR: Next time on the most

shocking Hell's Kitchen ever.

I punch you in your face.

Hit him.

NARRATOR: Everybody

is in a fighting mood.

You stupid bitch.

Listen to me.

You better get out of my face.

I'm gonna f*ck you up.

NARRATOR: And one chef--

Answer the question.

NARRATOR: Makes the

biggest mistake--

I'm not no bitch.

NARRATOR: Of his life.

f*ck that, dog.

I ain't here for that.

Want to talk some sh*t?

Let's go step outside,

mother fucker.

NARRATOR: You won't

believe how this one ends.

GORDON RAMSAY:

Somebody get the medic.

Medic.

[music playing]
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