06x04 - 13 Chefs Compete

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NARRATOR: Previously

on Hell's Kitchen.

JEAN-PHILIPPE: Listen to me!

You better get out

of my face, homey.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

- Hey!

NARRATOR: A night of

exploding tempers--

I'll punch you in your face.

NARRATOR: --ended with

Joseph's colossal meltdown--

Let's go step

outside, m*therf*cker.

- What?

- You ain't nothing but a bitch.

[exhales] You got no respect.

Now get out.

- f*ck you.

NARRATOR: --and

Tony's elimination.

Then in the firefighter

teamwork challenge--

- Come on, guys.

- They're done over.

They're done.

- Well done.

NARRATOR: --the women reveled

in their first victory.

We b*at 'em.

Oh!

NARRATOR: And the

men's punishment--

You got to wash this

engine-- no spots.

DAVE: Ah!

NARRATOR: --took

a toll on Dave--

I am in so much

pain right now.

NARRATOR: --and Kevin.

I go to go upstairs.

Ah!

I knew something bad

just happened to me.

NARRATOR: At dinner service--

If you sink our ship,

I'm going to be pissed.

NARRATOR: --Suzanne

and Tennille were

back at each other's throats.

She needs somebody to

smack her in her face.

NARRATOR: Tennille was

terrible on scallops.

They're rubber, Tennille!

NARRATOR: And Lovely was a

disaster in the dining room.

minutes to take one order.

Move your ass!

NARRATOR: Ariel was

best of the worst

and had little trouble

choosing her nominees.

Lovely, Tennille,

step forward please.

NARRATOR: But in a

rare display of mercy--

Joseph blew his chance.

So tonight, I'm not

sending anybody home.

Get back in line.

NARRATOR: Lovely and Tennille

live to compete another day

for the chance to become

head chef at Araxi Restaurant

and Bar in Whistler,

British Columbia.

Man, I've been up there twice!

I hate being up there!

[theme music]

Ah!

[chuckles]

[exhales]

Hey.

Hey.

[screams]

[chuckles]

NARRATOR: And now the

continuation of Hell's Kitchen.

Chef Ramsay could have

easily sent me home.

I think there was a

scare tactic to get

me to realize that I can do it.

Live to fight another day.

Tonight at

elimination, we found

out that nobody was going home.

It's kind of a bummer because

Tennille still very much has

the potential to drag us down.

Uh, this is a game,

but at-- at least

I got integrity with this sh*t.

Come on, man.

I never even took it

to a personal level.

TENNILLE: But I

took it personal.

So you don't like it, sorry.

You can kiss my ass.

Suzanne, what she said in

service was inappropriate.

If you sink our ship,

I'm going to be pissed.

She thinks she a leader.

You don't know what a leader is.

A leader don't get

slapped in they

mouth like Suzanne about to.

Goodnight.

Thank you.

Goodnight.

Andy-- I don't

like that dude, man.

I'm trying to get rid of him.

We almost lost the service

tonight because of Andy.

Andy is hanging on around

here by a little thin thread.

Can't handle the pressure.

Need to start

thinning this thing out.

For real.

I think it gets

better though once we

get these fools out of here.

BOTH: [chuckles]

NARRATOR: After just

three dinner services,

the tension on both teams is

clearly becoming an issue.

Let's go.

NARRATOR: And it hasn't gone

unnoticed by Chef Ramsay.

Right.

Good morning.

ALL: Good morning, chef.

I don't think you're very

comfortable with each other.

And in my kitchens, everybody

has to work together.

So on our next challenge,

Tennille and Suzanne

will be partners.

I have never disliked

somebody that I've

known for less than a millennium

this much before in my life.

Van and Andy, you

two are partners.

I'd rather be

paired up with Kevin,

or Biggins, or Jim, or Dave.

You know what I mean?

But Andy, he's a knucklehead.

Robert and Jim,

you two are partners.

Yes, chef.

Ariel and Sabrina.

Kevin and Dave.

Tech and Lovely,

you're partners.

Yes, chef.

And obviously, Amanda,

you'll be sitting out.

I feel that I'm

stronger than Lovely,

so Lovely should have

sat out and not me.

Right.

Ready for your next challenge?

ALL: Yes, chef.

Let's go.

Follow me into the kitchen.

It's kind of a lot of pressure

right now, because I'm going

in there with the weakest link.

I don't know what

we're about to do.

I think we're

going to handcuffed

together or something.

I'm just trying

to figure it out.

Three happy couples in red.

And three happy

couples in the blue.

Yes?

Good.

Right.

Scott and Heather, bring

in the meat, please.

Lovely.

Wow.

Is there anyone here who

has never made a sausage?

Gentlemen, clearly

comfortable with your meat.

Tennille, how thick do

you like your sausage?

Chef, I don't

like sausage, chef.

[chuckles]

Van.

Yes, chef.

The secret of a

good sausage is what?

To hold it steady then

pump it slow and easy.

[chuckles]

Right.

The perfect sausage for

me today is six inches.

Let me show you how it's done.

A little blow at the end.

Place that over.

Push in first.

The air comes out.

And nice and gentle

with your sausage.

And again, slow down.

Twist.

And I want each and every one

that thickness, perfectly done.

Is that clear?

ALL: Yes, chef.

Yeah.

The first team to

fill their racks

with six lines of

perfect sausages

will win the challenge.

ALL: Yes, chef.

Yeah.

OK, remember one thing in

this challenge-- size matters.

Are we ready?

ALL: Yes, chef.

Yes?

Your challenge starts now.

Off you go.

- Go.

Go.

NARRATOR: Chef Ramsay has

designed this challenge

to test the chefs'

ability to work together

and create perfect sausages.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Just nice and easy.

NARRATOR: The first team to

complete six chains of six

sausages that meat

Chef Ramsay's standards

will win the challenge.

Come on, Lovely.

[claps]

Nice and steady,

just like you did.

A little more.

A little more.

A little more.

I was looking at the

girls, and I saw that they

were cruising right along.

Go, go, go, go, go,

go, go, go, go, go.

DAVE: I've got a broken

wrist, but I'm just sucking it

up and getting it done.

Keep going.

A little fast.

A little fast.

We're going to have

to pick up the pace.

Stop.

, , , , , .

Here, take these up.

GORDON RAMSAY:

Quickly, let's go.

Chef.

And we start off--

perfect, perfect, perfect,

perfect, perfect, perfect.

Hell yes.

One for the ladies.

Let's go.

See.

Suzanne and Tennille

can work together.

Very nice.

SUZANNE: Tennille and I, we have

animosity towards one another,

but I said, let's

brush this off, sister.

Let's just do it and trust each

other that we can both do it.

We got this.

We got this.

Aw, yeah, we got this.

One for the ladies!

Now, tie it off.

GORDON RAMSAY:

Kevin, anything yet?

KEVIN: Yes, chef.

Right now, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Let's go.

Good.

Stay there.

Let's go.

Right.

Through, through,

through, through.

Perfect, perfect,

perfect, perfect, perfect.

Good.

KEVIN: Beautiful.

GORDON RAMSAY: Well done.

- We got one up, guys.

One up.

One up.

ARIEL: Is it ready?

- Yup, yup.

ARIEL: All right.

GORDON RAMSAY: Cut them off.

Let's go.

Good.

And perfect.

Thank you, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Perfect, perfect.

Well done.

to .

Let's go.

Can you bring that up?

Yeah.

And through, through,

through, through, through,

through, through, through.

That is a perfect sausage.

Well done.

- Thank you, chef.

- Let's go, guys!

Come on!

I'm watching

these girls flying

their sausages up real fast.

And me and Dave are the only

ones to put a rack up there,

and the girls are up to three.

I'm getting really,

really concerned.

Guys.

Come on, guys.

You got to help

us out down here.

It's to for the ladies!

VAN: Come on!

Let's go!

ANDY: Got it.

I got it.

I got it.

VAN: Push!

Push!

- Pushing.

Pushing.

Put more in, more in.

Come on!

Keep it in there!

This is how Van communicates.

Go, go, go.

Stop!

Come on!

Let's go!

Like a pit bull

next to a fence.

Go!

Go!

[barks]

Go.

GORDON RAMSAY: Let's go, Andy.

Through, through,

through, through,

through, through, through.

Perfect.

- Thank you, chef.

- Well done.

Let's go.

Let's go, guys.

Come on!

Let's go!

NARRATOR: The women

are leading to ,

and each pair has successfully

produced a chain of sausage

except for--

- Robert and Jim!

- Yes, chef.

Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: The only two

not to give me anything.

Let's go.

- Yes, chef.

JIM: Aw.

GORDON RAMSAY: Let's go.

ROBERT: Go.

Push!

JIM: f*ck.

ROBERT: Easy.

JIM: I'm pinching

it and everything.

I don't know what's going on.

There's only two

things you gotta do.

Keep it full of meat,

and press slow and hard.

You know what I'm saying?

I'm doing my part.

f*ck.

GORDON RAMSAY: Thank you.

I don't need half-assed

slackers like Jim.

- Robert!

- Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: What's

going on down there?

ROBERT: They're splitting, chef.

Come on!

Crank it up a little bit!

, , , , .

GORDON RAMSAY: Let's go.

Let's go.

Let's go.

And it's going through,

through, through,

through, through, through.

Perfect.

Good.

Well done.

Let's go, guys!

All right, next one.

I've never even

made sausage before,

but we're, like, hauling ass.

Ready?

- Yes, ma'am.

[grunts] Chef.

Good.

Perfect, perfect,

perfect, perfect, perfect.

Well done.

KEVIN: Let's go.

Let's go.

Let's go.

GORDON RAMSAY: Well done, Kevin.

- !

VAN: Coming in!

- Let's go.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Perfect, perfect,

perfect, perfect, perfect.

Yes, chef!

GORDON RAMSAY: Well done.

Nice job.

GORDON RAMSAY: Well done.

Blue team, failure

is not an option!

Let's go.

Let's go.

Let's go.

- Come on, guys.

We're going neck and neck.

Pressure's on.

Pressure's on.

Man, we have to win this.

Come on, guys.

NARRATOR: The score

is now tied to .

But the women show no

signs of slowing down.

All right.

A little faster now.

We got it down.

We got it down.

OK, stop.

Take it.

Go.

- Right.

Put them down.

Through, perfect, perfect,

perfect, perfect, perfect.

Yeah, boys.

GORDON RAMSAY: Excellent.

- !

KEVIN: Come on, guys.

We got three.

We got to hurry up.

We got to hurry up.

[grunts] [sigh]

I don't understand

why he keeps doing it so.

- Gentlemen, let's go!

- Come on, guys.

- .

Come on.

One more string of six.

Yes, and the ladies have won.

, , , , , .

Beautiful.

ARIEL: Are they all molded well?

SABRINA: Think so.

VAN: [grunts]

SUZANNE: Stop, stop, stop.

Here we go.

[dramatic music]

GORDON RAMSAY: Through,

through, through,

through, through, through.

Oh, dear.

Oh, dear.

Too thin.

Too think.

Look.

Wrong side.

Let's go.

Damn.

Too small.

Come on.

VAN: Go!

- Too small?

- Yes, too small.

- Come on, guys!

Let's go!

- Ready?

Are you ready?

VAN: This is our chance.

We've got to come with it.

Go hard or go home.

You know what I mean?

Go!

, , .

One more.

One more.

One more.

TEK: Keep going.

Keep going.

Keep going.

Oh, wait.

We got six.

We got six.

Go, go, go, go, go.

GORDON RAMSAY: - !

Let's go.

Stop.

Stay here.

And we're going through.

Perfect, perfect, perfect,

perfect, perfect, perfect.

Well done!

SUZANNE: Yes!

Yes!

GORDON RAMSAY: Ladies win!

Well done!

Yes!

We won.

You lost.

You hate it, but we love it.

And we had another

one on the way.

The ladies have won.

Robert and Jim.

Yup.

GORDON RAMSAY: Clearly

insufficient teamwork.

You produced nothing.

Mm.

- Embarrassing.

- You're right.

Now

I was pissed off

at Robert and Jim

for just completely failing.

If those guys had done

their part of the job,

we would have won.

Right, gentlemen.

You'll be cleaning the dorms--

Yes.

--every bathroom, bedroom,

carpet, kitchen fridge.

You name it, you're cleaning it.

Red team won!

Blue team, scrub them

toilets, b*tches!

GORDON RAMSAY: Right, ladies.

Well done.

I've organized, a

private party for you,

German style, like a sort

of Oktoberfest-- you know,

where you really let your head

down and have the most amazing

food, the most amazing beer.

I'm excited.

I love beer, I love

sausages, and I love winning.

Off you go.

NARRATOR: While the women

celebrate their victory--

ALL: [cheers]

NARRATOR: --the men

contemplate their loss.

I got to clean up after

these f*cking pigs, man?

f*ck that.

KEVIN: Bunch of f*cking

executive chefs up in here--

can't even make a sausage.

What the f*ck's that all about?

You better watch your

m*therf*cking mouth

when you speak about that sh*t.

- Who?

Me?

- Yeah, you.

KEVIN: Watch my mouth?

- Yeah.

Yeah, you.

What the f*ck did

you put up to the pass?

Yeah-- no--

KEVIN: Don't-- don't f*cking--

[slam]

--tell me to watch my mouth.

What are you

talking about, man?

Go ahead.

Push me.

Push me.

What are you

f*cking talking about?

Push me.

I'm-- all I'm saying,

I give you nothing

but m*therf*cking respect.

Why don't you watch

your f*cking mouth?

- What did I say to you?

- You-- what?

You're f*cking over there,

a bunch of executive chef,

some bullshit!

- Yeah, right!

Why?

Why?

But why?

Why can't I say that?

- Why?

- Why don't you guys put up?

Man, stop talking to me!

I'm done with this sh*t, man!

f*ck this sh*t, man!

Don't make me look like

a horse's ass, man.

I'm mad at us, man--

me and you, Jim.

I'm boiling because all my

life I've been battered down

and told, like, you ain't sh*t.

I refuse to take that.

Like, I am a winner, dude.

I ain't no f*cking loser.

I'm a winner, all day.

Keep it together, y'all.

Let's go, ladies.

[music playing]

Yeah!

Woo!

I told you it was

going to be great reward.

When we saw the band,

oh, I was so excited.

I knew it was going

to be a great day.

In we go.

Bye, darling.

Bye, darling.

[cheers]

Gentlemen.

[cheers]

Bye.

Yeah.

NARRATOR: While the red

team is riding high--

[inaudible] service.

NARRATOR: --back

in Hell's Kitchen,

the blue team is

getting down and dirty.

They don't call it

a hell for nothing.

There's, like, two or

three clean people here.

Everybody else is slobs.

And now we're cleaning

up after 'em, man.

They just leave dishes

everywhere, food everywhere.

Leaving stuff out.

It's crazy.

Crap.

I don't even want to

talk about the bathroom.

Can't breathe, man.

I'm telling you, this is hell.

This ain't no fun and games.

[music playing]

- Hello, ladies.

- Hello.

Hey, JP.

Welcome to the Old World

Village at Huntington Beach.

ALL: [chuckles]

Thank you.

After you.

[music playing]

Yeah!

OK!

All right.

Check it out!

Yeah!

Awesome.

This place is known

for the best sausages

that California's got to offer.

- Party time.

Yay.

We had every kind of

sausage you could think of--

bratwurst, knockwurst,

every kind or wurst.

Man!

I officially want to let you

guys know I like sausage.

ALL: [laughs]

Yay!

Mop everything down.

Sweep the deck off.

Clean the table off.

Empty the ashtrays.

KEVIN: Yes, chef.

OK.

This dude holding the

sausage is the man leading it.

You know?

- Yeah.

Where's the passion?

There's none.

Robert doesn't like

to lose, and I can't--

I can't knock him on that.

Robert's intense guy.

Robert wants to win.

He's very competitive.

But it's Jim.

Jim's one speed, one

tone, one everything--

slow and mellow.

Right now I want to

just win a challenge.

I want to win.

I went all through my

life f*cking people

thinking I'm f*cking too fat,

too slow, too this, too that.

I ain't about to be a loser.

I hate it.

Good, Robert.

That's how you should feel.

Kind of sucks that, you

know, the intensity's

coming out during

being punished and not

necessarily during the--

Ah, you know, chef, I--

Ah, Robert, what do

you want me to tell you?

You could have won.

You didn't, you know.

But the competitive part should

come out at that time and not

afterwards.

m*therf*cker, I

almost d*ed last time

for this f*cking sh*t!

Don't tell me I ain't f*cking--

I don't-- I don't

give my sh*t %,

dancing around that f*cking

line like Fred Astaire all

f*cking day up in this place!

Last season I almost f*cking

d*ed for this f*cking sh*t!

And I'm here again!

I don't f*cking like losing!

NARRATOR: It's the end

of a very long day,

and the exhausted chefs

finally get some shut-eye.

Today, Hell's Kitchen opens

for its fourth dinner service,

and the women begin prep

still in good spirits

after winning the challenge.

I feel good.

Our team's looking

really tight today.

We're in a really

good groove with prep.

We're set.

We're ready.

Our team is going to rock it.

NARRATOR: Over in

the blue kitchen,

the men are hitting new lows.

JIM: Blue team's falling apart.

We got Dave and his wrist.

And we have Kevin and

his ankles and Robert

and his morbid obesity.

So a lot of things

weighing against us.

It's fairly unbearable pain.

But even if I'm doing harm to my

wrist, I just push through it.

Shape it.

Kneed it.

I'm waiting to hear from

the doctor what the deal is.

I'm-- I'm just scared of

what the outcome could be.

Dave, I need you

to go up to the dorm.

There's an important phone

call regarding your wrist.

Go ahead.

- All right.

[phone ringing]

This is Dave.

David, this is Doctor Manual.

I reviewed the MRI.

You have a fracture.

OK

DOCTOR (ON PHONE):

Treatment that's,

uh, standard in this case

is to put you in a long arm

cast for a period of two weeks.

You will not be able

to move your thumb.

[sighs]

I'm sorry to be the

bearer of bad news,

but, uh, it's going to be very

difficult for you to compete.

Essentially, that's what it is.

OK?

- OK.

DOCTOR (ON PHONE): All right.

Thanks.

Thanks.

I gave up everything

to come here.

I'll never get another

chance like this in my life.

That's crushing me.

I don't know what to do.

And the thought of having it

taken away from me is just--

it's like-- it's

like total despair.

NARRATOR: His chance to

become head chef in Whistler

could be over, and

now he must discuss

his options with Chef Ramsay.

GORDON RAMSAY: Hi, Dave.

Hi, Chef Ramsay.

How are you feeling?

This is, like, crushing to me.

GORDON RAMSAY: I understand.

It would be a great shame for

you to exit now on the back of,

you know, uh, a

ligament tear problem.

It's your weakest

hand, fortunately.

You have an important

decision to make.

You've got to

decide, are you going

to stay in Hell's Kitchen?

There are so many thoughts

going through my head

right now.

I don't-- I don't

know what to think.

A small handful of

people in the world

get picked to get

this opportunity.

And if I make the

wrong choice, it

could be career su1c1de for me.

Yes, chef.

I'm so committed to working

for you and for this dream.

Nothing could stop me.

OK.

I think you made

the right decision.

We'll get the cast on

and get you back here.

Happy with that?

- Yes, chef.

Thank you so much, chef.

I didn't not want

to go home today.

And I know I have the

skill to win this game.

All right, guys.

I have to get it casted,

and I can come back.

It's my bad hand, and, like,

I can give the team %.

We can't afford to lose

anybody else right now.

The girls are up .

We're just crippled right now.

NARRATOR: Dave hurries to the

hospital to get his cast on,

but Hell's Kitchen

waits for no one.

GORDON RAMSAY: Let's go.

Up.

Line up.

Right.

Tonight, we're going

to have two greeters.

You have one from each team.

They're going to be introducing

a small [inaudible],,

greeting, serving

back on a section.

Who's it going to be?

Uh, ladies.

Uh, Lovely, you're on the

garnish with Ariel, yes?

Yes, chef.

- Ariel you're going to do it.

- Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: You're

going to put them together.

You're going to present and

you're going to sell it.

Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Good.

Robert and Jim, you're on apps.

Jim, I want you in there.

Yes, chef.

[blows raspberry]

Welcome, professionalism,

excitement, and back

on to that section.

Is that clear?

- Yes, chef.

- Yeah.

Right.

Are we ready?

ALL: Yes, chef.

Let's go.

Jean-Philippe.

- Chef.

Let's go.

Open Hell's Kitchen.

Let's go.

NARRATOR: Hell's

Kitchen is located

in the heart of

Hollywood, and you never

know who's going to show up.

- Ooh.

- Hungry, man.

I'm hungry.

Burrata.

They can't screw up

burrata, can they?

Drew Lachey.

Drew Lachey.

On order, four cap at table .

Come on-- four.

Let's go.

Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: On

order-- two scallops,

one risotto, one truffle salad.

Entree-- one sea bass,

one halibut, two lamb.

ALL: Yes, chef.

- Dwight Freeney.

Dwight Freeney.

Wow, fantastic.

This guy's an NFL player.

Be careful, guys.

Yes?

On order-- two cap at table --

one capellini, one

scallop, one risotto.

Entree-- one lamb, one sausage.

Yes?

Yes, chef.

NARRATOR: The first

orders are in.

And now Ariel and Jim must

leave their stations to prepare

the amuse-bouche appetizer.

Come on!

They should be gone by now!

Then could jump back in the

kitchen and help out, Jim!

Yes, chef.

NARRATOR: No other

food can leave

the kitchen before the

amuse-bouches are served.

Come on, Jim.

Run.

This is an amuse-bouche.

It's a small gift from the

kitchen to start your meal

and tantalize your taste buds.

No, you can just take it right

up and pop it in your mouth.

DREW LACHEY: All right.

DINER : Good.

Very good.

GORDON RAMSAY: Are they gone?

ARIEL: Yeah.

Good, good, good.

Let's go then.

Next job-- two scallop, one

risotto, one truffle salad.

ALL: Yes, chef.

It's a little bleedy.

Where's f*cking Jim?

How long's he spending

on that f*cking table.

Jim is one speed.

Uh, I'm really not sure.

I don't know where he's at.

He's-- he's lollygagging

around somewhere.

It's a small taste

of what's to come

here out of Hell's Kitchen.

ROBERT: Jim is so slow.

He reminds me of

Shaggy from Scooby-Doo.

Move!

Where the f*ck is Jim?

Are you getting yelled

at a lot by Mister--

- Yes.

- --Ramsay?

Yeah, it-- it

hardly ever goes well.

Jim, let's go please!

Hurry up!

You made it by yourself?

GORDON RAMSAY: Jim!

I swear I did right there.

Come on, Jim!

Jim!

JIM: Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Can you hurry up?

You're supposed to

be on there with him.

JIM: Yes, chef.

- Can you f*cking help him out?

Yes, chef.

You need to hurry and go

come right back, brother.

I strut.

What do you want me to do?

I'm not going to run

around, for what?

It all gets done.

NARRATOR: Jim's slow

table-side service

has prevented his team from

starting on their appetizers.

Meanwhile, the red team is

getting ahead on theirs.

One risotto, one

more capellini.

ALL: Yes, chef.

Give me two and a

half minutes, ladies--

two and a half minutes, please.

Take a couple of breaths.

Don't be so fidgety.

Taste it.

TENNILLE: Suzanne,

I have a system.

Get out of my ear.

Stop touching my pan.

Dude.

Leave my station alone!

seconds on risotto.

I'm just saying.

GORDON RAMSAY: Risotto.

Risotto to the pass.

Very nice, that risotto.

Thank you, chef.

Suzanne, just back off.

I know how to cook.

GORDON RAMSAY:

Where's the capellini?

Coming right now, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: With Tennille's

risotto and Tek's capellini

finally at the pass--

Service.

Appetizer, table , yes?

NARRATOR: --food is now making

its way to the dining room.

However, not all of

the diners are pleased.

How's everything this evening?

JOHN O'HURLEY: It's too salty.

I felt like I was a cow and

I went over to the salt lick

and I went [slurps].

Let me do something about it.

Let me just bring

it to the back.

Mr. O'Hurley sending

the spaghetti

back because it's too salty.

GORDON RAMSAY: Oh, guys,

you're k*lling me now.

f*ck me.

Hey, madam.

That's salty as f*ck.

Now they're sending

the food back.

One more capellini.

Hurry up!

Tek just, like,

went into panic mode.

She completely spazzed out.

Come on, Tek.

ARIEL: I-- I don't even know.

She just totally panicked.

How much longer

on the capellini?

Guys, hold on one second.

What the f*ck is Tek doing?

TENNILLE: She's

sitting there, trying

to make the capellini pasta.

I don't know what the hell

is going on over there.

But all I know is I got to

try and slide over there

and help as much as possible.

I got it.

I got it.

Where's the capellini?

TENNILLE: Capellini

right now, chef.

Tennille, thank you.

Service please.

Oh, second attempt.

Brace yourselves.

All the difference in the world.

NARRATOR: With Tennille's

help, appetizers are

flying out of the red kitchen.

And now Chef Ramsay

is looking for Robert

to get the blue team caught up.

GORDON RAMSAY: Three

capellini, one truffle salad.

It's dragging now.

Yes, two minutes, chef.

- Right, Robert.

- Yes, chef.

You're in the weeds now, yes?

Yes, chef.

I need a win right now, man.

I need to have my

spirits lift up.

I was one of the reasons why

we lost the last challenge,

so this is redemption night.

Truffle salad, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Robert.

ROBERT: Yes, chef?

- Very nice.

NARRATOR: Robert has

impressed Chef Ramsay--

Thank you, chef.

Right here.

Right here.

That's me.

NARRATOR: --and himself.

And appetizers are finally

leaving the blue kitchen.

Nicely cooked.

NARRATOR: However, the red

team has moved on to entrees.

Lovely.

Yes, chef.

Not an ounce of salt.

There's nothing, yeah?

Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Taste that--

just bland.

Yes, chef.

Yeah.

Standard, guys, standard.

So far, all you've

done is turned around,

stirred, turned

around and stirred.

No salt, no pepper, no taste.

SABRINA: All right.

I got you.

I got you.

GORDON RAMSAY: Oh, f*ck me.

Lovely was lost.

You got that?

You got first salmon?

I'm gonna slip in

where I'm needed.

Put the finish down.

I can't finish the dish for you.

GORDON RAMSAY: Asparagus.

SABRINA: Asparagus.

But I can help you get there.

GORDON RAMSAY:

Sabrina, thank you.

- Thank you, chef.

- Go, please.

Yes.

NARRATOR: Thanks

to Sabrina, entrees

are leaving the red kitchen.

That was good.

NARRATOR: Meanwhile,

in the blue kitchen,

Chef Ramsay looks

to Kevin and Andy

to get out their first entrees.

One lamb, one halibut

white, four meets the window.

Lamb, temperature medium.

One lamb, temperature medium.

KEVIN: Go now!

Don't wait for me.

Come on.

You know, it's like

a bunch of alphas.

Let's do this.

I-- I don't really

like to play that game.

You know what I mean?

We are about three minutes out.

Just f*cking get it hot!

ANDY: I need to do well.

Otherwise, those guys

are going to come for me.

Let's go.

You ready to go?

I'm ready.

Let's go!

Right here on your left, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Kevin.

- Yes, chef.

That fish is cooked perfectly.

Thank you, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY:

Andy, not even hot!

Yes, chef.

ROBERT: Why are

you sending sh*t?

Come on!

Andy should be

counting his days, man.

Let me see.

Come on.

ANDY: Hold on.

Don't rush me.

ROBERT: He's got, like, that

little -hour clock above his

head going, doo, doo, doo, doo.

Chef, you might

want to check this.

GORDON RAMSAY: Andy,

you're a first-class c**t.

ROBERT: I told you

not to send that sh*t!

Hey, look.

There you go.

That's Whistler for you, yes?

No, chef.

Yeah, that's the Araxi

Restaurant in Whistler, yes?

f*ck off, will you?

Kevin, I'm sending them halibut.

I'm not letting him f*ck you and

therefore f*cking the customer.

Hurry up!

ROBERT: Come on, Andy.

Pull it together!

[inaudible] pasta for me.

VAN: Let's go, baby!

How long on one medium-rare

lamb, and don't bullshit me!

ANDY: Robert was

screaming in my face.

It's like, dude,

just f*cking chill.

Give me a second.

- Don't want that f*cking lamb.

- f*ck you.

Come on, man.

We need it.

Let me see.

I don't know, dude.

Hold on, guys.

He's cutting it.

It better be right, dude!

Give it to me!

- I'm right here.

Right here.

ROBERT: Give it to me.

There you go.

Dude, this ain't

gonna pass, man.

Chef-- chef, can't

send that, right?

No.

Dude-- f*ck!

Put another lamb in, dude!

You can't send some

hacked-out sh*t.

I told you that, man.

ANDY: Robert's throwing

me underneath the bus.

He's like, that's

not going to work.

It's like, dude, don't

f*cking alert the chefs.

That make you feel like

a man, you know, big boy?

I told you you got to

cut it better than that!

Robert.

Robert, come here.

Every f*cking g*dd*mn customer

can hear that sh*t going on.

Look at me.

Turn the volume down.

It's a restaurant, yeah?

Not a fast-food sh*t hole.

Yes, sir.

I think I over-communicated

a little bit.

Don't f*ck us, man.

But you don't send sh*t.

Back in the game, baby.

Pasta.

Jeez, what's

taking so long, huh?

My gosh.

Don't we have a movie

we got to go to?

Getting kind of hungry.

Aren't we going to

the ballet after this?

NARRATOR: While the blue diners

consider changing their plans,

Chef Ramsay wants to

know if one chef--

What's going, Lovely?

NARRATOR: --has any plan at all.

We're out of

carrots and zucchini.

What's going entree?

Um.

I'm drawing a blank.

What are we sending?

I-- I'm drawing a blank.

The lamb and the--

And?

Pretty much drawing a blank.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

She's f*cking oblivious.

NARRATOR: While Lovely tries

to get her head on straight,

over in the blue kitchen, Andy

is ready with his third attempt

on the lamb.

GORDON RAMSAY: How

long for for that lamb?

ROBERT: Come on, dude.

Don't you be that guy tonight.

Pull through.

Mind your places.

Make it right.

Make it count, dude.

Right here on your left, chef.

SCOTT LEIBFRIED: About time.

Check [inaudible].

f*ck me.

[dramatic music]

Yeah, very nice.

ROBERT: Yes.

If I didn't think I was

the best person for this job,

I wouldn't be here.

GORDON RAMSAY: Finally.

ANDY: I wouldn't be

having a hot poker

shoved up my ass all night.

GORDON RAMSAY: Go.

NARRATOR: Andy's lamb finally

gets Chef Ramsay's approval--

GORDON RAMSAY: Very nice.

NARRATOR: --but might have

some diners turning green.

DINER : You all right?

NARRATOR: The blue team's

lamb goes down well.

Now it's time for the

red team to impress

Chef Ramsay with their lamb.

GORDON RAMSAY: Suzanne, I've got

the lamb f*cking bone thicker

than the f*cking chop again.

[inaudible]

Chef, would you like to

see the beginning platter

I would like to see it.

Look.

Let me show you something.

You're asking me to serve that--

- Yes, chef.

--when I want a lamb

cutlet looking like that.

Is that clear?

SUZANNE: Yes, chef.

Look at that.

It's like bite-sized

food for dwarfs.

Yes, chef.

f*ck me.

Sorry, guys.

TENNILLE: Suzanne

doesn't get it, man.

Somebody attach a doorbell to

that girl head, ring the bell,

and see if she gets it.

You can't give him

skimpy pieces of lamb.

- Want to start another lamb?

- Yup.

OK.

NARRATOR: Suzanne's

trouble with the meat

is costing her

team valuable time.

ARIEL: Lamb-- how long?

NARRATOR: Meanwhile, with Dave

at the hospital, the blue team

is in danger of falling behind.

Can we communicate?

ALL: Yes, chef.

One burrata, please, Andy.

It's up.

Never mind.

Hold on.

- Who took my f*cking tongs?

Oh, f*ck me.

No one's f*cking listening.

You're all running around

like f*cking headless idiots.

We're busy, but we

stay in control.

NARRATOR: The blue

kitchen is falling apart,

but their missing teammate

returns to lend a helping hand.

Hey, buddy.

What's up?

GORDON RAMSAY: We are slipping.

Dave, I want you

on deserts, please.

With that cast fresh, I

want it over there, yes?

DAVE: OK.

GORDON RAMSAY: Let's go.

DAVE: I walked into service,

and it looked really slammed.

ANDY: Get yourself a tray

of deserts and help out.

There was no time

for small talk.

KEVIN: I don't understand

how Dave's going to make it

through this with just one arm.

You really do need both hands.

SCOTT LEIBFRIED: Dave,

away on table .

.

Chef, yes, chef.

I just jumped on desserts.

And I busted out.

Behind.

Behind.

Thank you.

SCOTT LEIBFRIED:

Keep it up, Dave.

You're doing great.

He's got one f*cking

hand in action, yeah?

And he's working

quicker than any one.

NARRATOR: Two hours into a

dinner service, each kitchen

has managed to send

out entrees.

GORDON RAMSAY: And ladies,

quickly come here, two seconds.

SUZANNE: Yes, chef.

- Gentlemen, come here.

NARRATOR: And with

the end in sight,

Chef Ramsay is ready to push

them to the finish line.

There's three tickets

left for the men's

team and three tickets

left on the ladies' team.

First to finish every

entree is the winner!

Hurry up!

Let's go!

ROBERT: Come on, guys.

This is it-- to .

Whoever gets it out wins.

We got to do this, man.

We got to do it.

Come on.

Come on.

- Three minutes to the pass!

Three minutes!

Andy, pay attention!

Three minutes

Salmon-- we need

vegetables for salmon.

We got sea bass right here.

It's down to three

tickets apiece.

We have to b*at the boys.

Hot behind!

Hot behind!

Service, please.

SUZANNE: Lamb in hand.

- Service, please.

- Right here.

Let's go.

Come on!

Two tables left each.

Come on!

ALL: Yes, chef!

Salmon, halibut,

chicken-- come on!

Working hard.

Give me a pan on.

If the team goes down,

I'm going on the block.

And so we're going to do it.

Give me a pan on, please.

- I will.

All right.

Are you ready on

those two chickens?

- We're ready to go.

- Who's ready?

[inaudible]

- Let's go.

I got the pass.

This is what we do.

We work better under pressure.

- [inaudible].

- Service, please.

SABRINA: Hand me one

sea bass, two chicken.

Come on.

Let's go.

Last ticket.

Salmon, halibut,

chicken-- how long?

KEVIN: Right now, chef.

Right behind you.

GORDON RAMSAY: Service, please.

KEVIN: Chicken.

Last ticket-- let's go!

Give me-- give me two

sizzlers-- two sizzlers!

VAN: Blue team!

Go, blue team!

Yeah!

Come on, guys.

It's the last table!

Let's go.

SABRINA: Hurry.

Rally, ladies.

TENNILLE: Man, we neck and neck.

We're about to win.

I could almost taste it

like one of them lamb chops.

All right.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Where's the chicken?

Come on.

Come on.

Right behind you.

SCOTT LEIBFRIED: Go!

Now!

Hey, f*cking nitwit.

That is f*cking raw.

Oh, man.

Here we go again.

Yes, chef.

You get that ready by the time

the rest of this f*cking table

is ready to go!

You got it!

- Yes, chef.

- Go!

ROBERT: Come on, Andy.

Refire that chicken.

Let's go.

Why isn't it even in the pan?

- [inaudible].

- Gotta go.

Go.

Go.

Here you go, chef.

Tagliatelle cooked to f*ck.

Hurry up!

- How long?

Uh, one minute.

I need that f*cking chicken.

Coming now, chef.

ROBERT: Don't send up no

raw chicken, you're dead.

- Is it cooked this time?

- Yes, chef.

- Finally.

- Thank you.

Refire, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Yeah, very nice.

Let's go.

It's down sides!

Where's the creamed spinach?

- One minute, chef.

- Come on, boys.

Fry, fry, fry, fry.

Come on.

Come on.

Do I go up?

Can we go up?

She's ready.

They're all ready.

Go.

- Here, here, here.

- Go, go, go, go.

Here you go-- polenta.

SUZANNE: Here, here, here.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Let's go.

ROBERT: Salt, salt, salt.

- Right here.

- Where-- where's my veg?

I'm coming in.

GORDON RAMSAY: Yeah, very nice.

Hallelujah.

SCOTT LEIBFRIED: Gone.

That's everything out, chef.

That's good, right?

Send that, please.

Is that it?

They already won.

GORDON RAMSAY: Gentlemen, well

done, well done, well done.

Thank you.

GORDON RAMSAY:

Now, play it down.

Get the desserts out.

Thanks for getting

my back, y'all, man.

We won!

f*ck it!

We won, man.

[grunts]

- Good job, guys.

You guys kick ass.

Lovely, beaten by the sides.

What a shame.

God, we we're

so f*cking close.

It's amazing.

I thought we had our veg up.

I'm questioning the

reason why we lost.

Somebody should say something.

GORDON RAMSAY: Right.

That was close.

Ladies, you were

beaten by the sides.

Chef, can I get a

play-by-play on that?

Yeah, first of all, OK,

I'm telling you straight

to your face, you lost.

And here's one more thing.

You did have one more

member than the men.

They did it with arms.

So play-by-play, take

it on the f*cking chin,

with a little bit of respect.

End of f*cking story.

Right.

There was one hidden jewel that

seriously pleased me tonight,

and that was Sabrina.

Every f*cking section

tonight, you had it covered.

Well done.

Thank you.

Clearly the best of the worst.

Go back upstairs to the dorm,

and think of two individuals

that you think no longer have

any future in Hell's Kitchen.

Yes, chef.

Now of you go.

SABRINA: I am the

best of the worst.

I'm the best of the worst.

I'm proud of myself,

and I'm glad that chef

saw that I really do have it.

ROBERT: Brina, coming

out of the woodwork.

SUZANNE: You know, there's a

possibility that I can go home.

I question chef.

What was I thinking?

But I still believe

I should be here.

ALL: [chuckles]

Yeah, real nice.

That was f*cking balls

the size of church bells

to say that.

He was like, here's a

play-by-play for her--

you're a dumb bitch.

ALL: [chuckles]

You all right?

Look, I clearly

didn't do as well as I

was supposed to do on sides.

I did the best I could.

That's all I could do.

I messed up, but Tek

completely broke down.

And that messes up as a team.

This isn't a personal

decision in anyway.

It's all business.

Lovely-- I honestly don't think

she's going home, because Tek's

getting weaker and weaker.

And we can't carry her anymore.

You wilted.

I wilted for, like,

the first ticket--

You did.

--when I didn't

grind the bearings.

- I know.

- But after that--

You dragged us,

I'm sorry, all night.

Tek's full of

excuses because she

realizes she's not as strong

as she's been bragging about.

If you suck, you suck.

And there is no excuse.

I've already made up

my mind who's going up.

Right.

Sabrina.

Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Have you

made your decisions?

- Yes, chef.

- First nominee, and why?

My first nominee is Tek.

GORDON RAMSAY: Tek.

Right.

Why?

She lost momentum

on the first ticket,

and then she sunk our team.

GORDON RAMSAY: Yup.

It wasn't exactly a dazzling

performance, was it?

It was difficult

to watch, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Uh-huh.

Second nominee, and why?

My second nominee is Lovely.

GORDON RAMSAY: Lovely.

SABRINA: She really failed at

the garnish station tonight.

GORDON RAMSAY: Uh-huh.

OK.

Lovely, Tek, step

forward, please.

Ooh, dear.

OK, Lovely, this is

your third time up here.

Alarm bells are ringing.

Tell me why you think

you should continue

cooking in Hell's Kitchen.

I'm not going to sit

here and bullshit and say

that it was a good service.

It wasn't.

Lovely, you're more laid back

than a f*cking ironing board.

When was the last time

you sweated on service?

You might not see

it, but it's there.

I don't see.

LOVELY: I try to

keep my composure,

but I'm moving as

quickly as I can, chef.

You may not have seen

it when you came over.

So you were moving so fast

that I couldn't see you?

Yes.

Holy crap.

Right.

Tek, why should you

stay in Hell's Kitchen?

I should stay in

Hell's Kitchen, chef,

because I am extremely

passionate about food.

I have an excellent palate.

I just love food.

I'm creative.

I am a leader.

You sunk the kitchen, Tek.

Let's be honest.

You both were sh*t.

OK, my decision is--

[dramatic music]

--Suzanne.

Yes, chef.

You are not shy of an opinion.

No, chef.

Chef, can I get a

play-by-play on that?

Take it on the f*cking chin,

with a little bit respect.

You lost.

Who would you send home?

[dramatic music]

Lovely, chef.

I completely agree with that.

Lovely, take your jacket off,

and leave Hell's Kitchen.

- Thank you, chef.

- Thank you.

Good night.

Back in line, madam.

LOVELY: The diva has to leave.

But I'm going to take

all of these experience,

all this tough times, and I'm

going to keep moving forward.

It's not too lovely

leaving Hell's Kitchen.

Tek.

Yes, chef.

Be careful because

you are on a tightrope.

There's no safety net

underneath you right now.

Yes, Chef.

This is for all of you.

Next dinner service,

something is going to change.

This is going to be one of the

most important dinner services

any of you will ever cook in.

I swear to God.

Now, think about

that, and f*ck off.

TEK: It's hard to come back

when your team seems to feel

like you don't belong here.

But I'm so willing to

fight to prove them wrong.

SUZANNE: Chef listened

to me when I said

Lovely deserved to go home.

That means everybody

should be threatened by me.

Plus, these girls don't

know the bad side of me yet.

We got this, son.

We got it.

Let's keep burying the ladies.

Let's crush their

dreams and hopes.

That's all I'm thinking

about right now.

GORDON RAMSAY: If people

were named for their cooking,

her name wouldn't be Lovely.

It would be Useless.

NARRATOR: Next time

on Hell's Kitchen--

Yeah!

NARRATOR: --a

hero's homecoming--

Daddy!

NARRATOR: --sets the

stage for a special night

at Hell's Kitchen.

ALL: Welcome home!

[cheers] [applause]

NARRATOR: But it's business

as usual for Chef Ramsay.

GORDON RAMSAY: It's

f*cking stone cold.

What do you have?

Intent to lost right now?

NARRATOR: While a w*r hero is

honored in the dining room--

How could I serve that and

that on the same table, Tek!

Sorry, chef.

[cries]

NARRATOR: --it's an all-out

battle in the kitchen.

It was a kitchen apocalypse,

like a hand grenade went off.

NARRATOR: And with

shrapnel flying--

[roar]

- It's raw!

f*ck off!

Stupid cows!

NARRATOR: --one chef

emerges unscathed.

GORDON RAMSAY: The

lamb's cooked perfectly.

Yeah, boy!

NARRATOR: All this--

You didn't f*cking

listen to me.

I'm sick of this sh*t.

I can hear it.

It's them b*tches crying!

NARRATOR: --and much more--

Mm, I'mma get me some more.

NARRATOR: --next time--

That's f*cking raw!

Raw!

No one's got my back here!

NARRATOR: --on Hell's Kitchen.