06x08 - 9 Chefs Compete

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NARRATOR: Previously

on "Hell's Kitchen."

GORDON RAMSAY: G!

- Garlic.

I like that.

NARRATOR: In the high

roller challenge--

GORDON RAMSAY: F.

- Figs.

Ah!

NARRATOR: --despite some

questionable choices--

Fig?

Ay yi yi yi yi.

NARRATOR: --the men--

This is delicious.

NARRATOR: --emerged victorious.

Yeah!

GORDON RAMSAY: Well done, men.

NARRATOR: But at

dinner service--

What is that?

NARRATOR: --it was a different

story for the men's team.

Oh, guys!

Come on!

VAN: What is it?

Plastic wrap!

NARRATOR: Van tanked

on the fish station.

For the second time,

more f*cking plastic wrap!

NARRATOR: But it was

Robert's raw rabbit--

GORDON RAMSAY: Raw!

Is that the best you can do?

NARRATOR: --that got the

blue kitchen shut down.

Switch it off!

You're done!

NARRATOR: In the red kitchen--

At least get

this sh*t in a pan.

That's what I'm doing, god.

SABRINA: Suzanne has to put

her fingers in everything.

NARRATOR: --despite

friction between Suzanne

and her teammates, the women

finally won their very first

dinner service.

Guys, in your face!

The ladies were more

hungry for it tonight.

NARRATOR: Dave was

best of the worst.

Dave gave your

kitchen a chance to win.

NARRATOR: And nominated--

Robert.

NARRATOR: --and--

Van.

NARRATOR: --for elimination.

GORDON RAMSAY: Come

forward, please.

NARRATOR: But Chef Ramsay wanted

to hear from someone else.

Andy.

Come here you.

NARRATOR: In the end, it

wasn't Andy's time to go.

Robert.

Take your jacket off and

leave Hell's Kitchen.

NARRATOR: And with that,

Robert's dream of becoming head

chef at Araxi Restaurant and Bar

in Whistler, British Columbia,

went up in flames.

[theme music]

And now the continuation

of "Hell's Kitchen."

I was all ready, guys.

You can't make any

mistakes, brother.

No, I can't.

I'm still here.

How many times can I go

on that chopping block

until I get sh*t in the head?

You know, I-- I got a feeling

I go up there again, I'm out.

So I need to do whatever

I can not to go up there.

DAVE: I think that Rob was

stronger during service.

Robert was a skilled

chef, and Andy

was chosen over him to stay.

So if he fucks up again,

there is no way in hell

he's getting another chance.

VAN: Andy, you better be able

to hold it the f*ck down.

Because help ain't coming.

Help is not coming.

NARRATOR: While the men reflect

on Andy's ability to survive,

the women are hoping to lose a

certain member of their team.

SUZANNE: Goodnight.

- Night.

SABRINA: I've had my

fill of Ms. Suzanne.

It's constantly everything,

just talking out of your ass.

Blah blah blah.

TENNILLE: Shut the f*ck up.

Suzanne gets on everybody's

last damn nerve.

That girl don't know

how close to being

out the door she actually is.

No, she rubs me the

wrong way every day.

Ugh.

Like--

That f*cking bitch.

She's so stupid.

NARRATOR: A new day brings a

new challenge in Hell's Kitchen,

and Chef Ramsay has

prepared a classic culinary

test for the final nine.

Good morning.

Morning, chef.

Now, the most important

tool for any chef

is the palate, yes?

CONTESTANTS: Yes, chef.

That's why your next

challenge is my favorite,

and it's going to

be the taste test.

Right.

Scott and Heather,

bring in the food.

ANDY: Anybody who

knows me knows that I

have these crazy taste buds.

I can taste things people can't.

So this is great.

Perfect for me.

Now, ladies, you're one

up on the men, so Tennille,

you'll be sitting out.

It was a good

decision for Tennille

to stay out because the worst

person on our team is Tennille,

and I probably have a better

palate than most people I know.

Good.

Let's get started.

Ariel and Van.

Let's go.

TENNILLE: All right, Ariel.

SUZANNE: Come on, guys.

NARRATOR: The blind

taste test will

help Chef Ramsay determine

which of the chefs

have a refined palate.

Let's put these

blindfolds on first.

NARRATOR: For this challenge,

one chef from each team

will go head to head

and attempt to identify

four different types of foods.

We'll start with

whipped cream cheese.

Open your mouth.

NARRATOR: The team with

the most correct answers

will win the challenge.

It's creamy.

I know what it is.

Maybe it's just plain yogurt.

GORDON RAMSAY: Yogurt.

Cream cheese.

Man, I knew it

was something-- man.

Man!

It tasted like cream cheese once

he told me it was cream cheese.

Am I done?

No, you're not done.

Ariel, answer?

Cream cheese.

GORDON RAMSAY: Well done.

ARIEL: Thank you.

- to the ladies.

Come on!

Venison.

Venison.

SABRINA: Ariel works

at a steakhouse.

She works with

venison every day.

I would say roast beef.

SABRINA: Dang!

Answer, please.

Tuna.

Tuna?

Venison.

Is it really?

GORDON RAMSAY: Pecans.

NARRATOR: Neither Van--

Walnuts?

NARRATOR: --nor Ariel--

Walnut.

NARRATOR: --correctly

identify the pecans.

- for the ladies.

Here we go.

NARRATOR: For their last

food, they are tested with--

Leeks.

Open up.

Open up.

What is that?

- Scallion.

Or no.

It's a leek.

Good job.

Well done.

What is that?

That would be leeks, chef.

SABRINA: Nice.

Yeah!

GORDON RAMSAY: Good job.

Well done.

Headsets off.

Thank you.

That ain't easy.

Back in line.

Good.

SABRINA: Nice job, Ariel.

- to .

NARRATOR: With the red team

ahead by a slim margin,

it's time for Dave and

Suzanne to face off.

OK, blindfolds on first.

NARRATOR: Both of them

correctly identify--

- Turkey.

- Yeah.

ANDY: Yeah!

- Turkey.

GORDON RAMSAY: Good.

NARRATOR: But failed to

do the same for the--

Zucchini.

Lima bean.

I'd say a baby pearl onion.

Damn.

Still to .

NARRATOR: Next up is quince--

Open up.

NARRATOR: --a fruit included

in the Hell's Kitchen menu.

We're working

with it every day.

What is that, please?

Pumpkin.

GORDON RAMSAY: What

is that, please?

This is definitely

a cooked apple.

Damn.

GORDON RAMSAY:

This one, egg yolk.

Open up, Dave.

What is that?

Squash.

Oh, come on, Dave.

Oh my god.

GORDON RAMSAY: Suzanne.

It's a poached egg yolk, chef.

Well done.

Head set off.

Egg yolk.

Man.

DAVE: I got one out of four.

I'll give myself an F.

NARRATOR: With Dave's

sub-par performance,

the women lead to .

And now it's up to Kevin

to face off with Sabrina.

GORDON RAMSAY: Here we go.

Crisp iceberg lettuce.

KEVIN: It's definitely time

for the guys to show up.

It's my turn.

I need to step it up.

I need to get some

stuff right here.

What is that, please?

Gem Romaine.

Damn.

Iceberg.

Some sort of lettuce.

GORDON RAMSAY: What type?

Like a butter lettuce, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Fresh

pink grapefruit.

NARRATOR: Both Kevin

and Sabrina successfully

identify the grapefruit.

Grapefruit.

That's grapefruit, chef.

Yeah.

GORDON RAMSAY: Oregano.

NARRATOR: But don't have

much luck with the oregano.

GORDON RAMSAY: What is that?

Sage.

Basil?

Oh.

Oregano.

Oh.

At least I was in the

"Italian family," right?

to the ladies, to the men.

NARRATOR: The women

are still in the lead.

But for this next food item--

Clams.

NARRATOR: --the men feel

they have an advantage.

He's a seafood guy.

VAN: Kevin's from,

like, Connecticut,

so you know, that's where all

the clams and oysters are.

What is that, please?

Spinach.

Spinach.

Right.

Spinach.

Eh.

Try again, scumbag.

What is that?

SABRINA: I believe it's

the ahi tuna, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Head sets off.

That was a clam.

- Oh.

Oh, f*ck me.

Damn

f*ck me.

Ladies , men .

NARRATOR: It's the final

round of the challenge.

It comes down to

Amanda and Andy.

NARRATOR: And the

blue team's only hope

lies with executive chef Andy.

Come on, Andy.

Andy, this is

your time to shine.

- We need you.

- Let's go, guys.

KEVIN: Come on, Andy.

Be a hero!

Andy's got a lot to prove here.

Don't make a mistake, man.

All eyes are on you.

Every taste right

now is critical.

Lychee.

Ooh, that's hard.

Open up.

This might be Andy's thing.

GORDON RAMSAY: Come on, Amanda.

OK.

What is that?

It's got a [inaudible]

taste, so I'm going

to go with lychee nut.

Yes!

I was like, dude, this

challenge was designed for him.

He's going to nail it.

- What is that?

Pineapple.

Yes!

TENNILLE: Now I'm

starting to get nervous.

Andy is one of the most

epicurious mamma-jammas I've

ever met before in my life.

So I'm thinking this might

be his time to shine.

GORDON RAMSAY: Well done.

Thank you, chef.

- .

Oh, come on.

Dude.

Here we go.

Avocado.

This could be Andy's

f*cking come back.

Open up.

Creamy.

Easily identifiable.

What is that?

Chef, that's a tough one.

I don't know.

Boiled coconut, chef?

What is a boiled coconut?

Who eats that sh*t?

GORDON RAMSAY: What is that?

Avocado.

Yeah!

Yes!

You go girl!

GORDON RAMSAY: OK.

If Andy gets this

next one wrong,

congratulations to the ladies.

This sucks, dude.

I can't take this

tension anymore.

It's so important for

the blue team to win.

Two of us are broken pretty bad.

We can't spend the

day being punished.

Ahi tuna.

Open up.

DAVE: Come on, Andy.

She don't know sh*t.

What was that?

Please, please, please.

Come on.

It tasted like salmon, chef.

Yeah!

Oh.

Andy!

We did it!

We won, we won, we won!

You did it!

GORDON RAMSAY: Ahi tuna.

Oh, f*ck.

Ladies, good job.

SUZANNE: The girls are

definitely on a roll.

We won service.

We won this challenge.

We f*cking prevailed!

Andy.

Salmon.

ANDY: It's difficult when

you-- you don't have a chance

to smell it, and, you know--

I still taste the tuna.

How can you not taste that?

ANDY: I mean, I really wanted

to do well for the team.

But nobody else had done

really stellar either.

So if everybody had gotten

four, boy, then I would've

looked like a real idiot.

Though I do look like an idiot.

GORDON RAMSAY: OK, ladies.

The big surprise for

you, you're going

to be heading to one

seriously amazing

culinary experience today, yes?

Yes.

Yes.

GORDON RAMSAY: Now,

go and get dressed.

Your limo is waiting for you.

Off you go.

- Thank you, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Well done.

SABRINA: Woo hoo!

I think I heard the word "limo."

Way to go, Amanda.

Way to pull it through!

Men, a very tedious

day in front of you.

As a special ahead of

the next dinner service,

we'll be serving a palate

cleansing sorbet, yes?

ANDY: Yes, chef.

Yes, chef.

You'll be making them by hand.

I then want you to make sure

all the glasses are absolutely

spotless ahead of service.

Now, we're receiving a

shipment of fresh fruit.

So off you go.

VAN: I'm pissed we lost, man.

I don't want to be

here making sorbet.

We just lose, lose,

lose, lose, you know?

[truck horn]

SCOTT: OK.

Trucks there.

The fruit's there.

Start unloading it.

VAN: Come on, chef.

We're unloading the truck,

and the girls' limo pulls up.

Bye, guys.

Bye, guys.

VAN: Man, it's annoying.

I'm trying to get some work

done, and here they come.

TENNILLE: Hey, guys.

Can I have some strawberries

for my champagne?

She

I should have just threw a

whole case of lemons at them.

AMANDA: Yay, girls!

SABRINA: Good job, ladies.

DAVE: We're making blueberry,

blackberry, and raspberry

sorbet, but the berries

were all in one container

so they had to be

sorted through.

Oh, I can tell this is

going to get old real fast.

VAN: Punishment sucks!

I hate punishment!

I've never seen

that many pomegranate.

Yeah, that's--

that's a lot, bro.

DAVE: Everybody got pretty

dirty today making the sorbet.

But it looked like Van had

been involved in a drive

by sh**ting.

TENNILLE: All

right, let's do it.

Hey!

AMANDA: This is so exciting.

GORDON RAMSAY: Hello, ladies.

Welcome to Opaque, where

you'll be dining in the dark.

Nice.

Wow.

I've never eaten in the

dark unless I forgot to pay

the light bill or something.

Oh, this is so exciting.

This is crazy.

AMANDA: Wow.

Oh my god!

GORDON RAMSAY: OK.

Can we just slow

down like two clicks?

Oh, Suzanne.

This place is

like pitch black.

Like, you can't

even see anything.

Who is that?

That's me!

Holy crap, chef!

I had to try to cop a feel

in the dark with Chef Ramsay.

The guy works out.

It's good.

Right.

How does it feel?

Amazing.

[laughter]

NARRATOR: While the

women are in the dark

about what they'll be eating,

back at Hell's Kitchen--

- Lunch time.

- All right.

NARRATOR: --the men are

happy with what they see.

Looks so good, chef.

Chef Scott brought in these

beautiful looking dishes,

and I was really surprised.

VAN: What do we have

here though, chef?

SCOTT: You have a risotto

with some seared scallops

and grapefruit.

That's nice of you.

But then he took

that beautiful food--

SCOTT: Comfit duck leg.

DAVE: --and put

it into a blender.

Oh, come on.

DAVE: It's, like, heartbreaking.

Oh, yeah.

Look at that.

He's having much too much fun.

SCOTT: Here you go, guys.

ANDY: Drink it up, boys.

Cheers.

KEVIN: I feel like

I'm going to puke.

It was just f*cking disgusting.

SCOTT: Watch out for the bones.

I can't have that.

I'll die.

You're not supposed

to drink duck.

VAN: I was starving.

I ate it like a protein shake.

That's that good.

[belch].

NARRATOR: While

the guys choke down

the rest of their

punishment, the women

are enjoying some valuable one

on one time with Chef Ramsay.

GORDON RAMSAY: Trust me.

Whenever you get the

chance to eat in the dark,

you really start to

understand flavor.

SUZANNE: I have a question.

Culinary trends are twigging

towards this new nouveau,

and how do you create

these new exciting dishes?

SABRINA: She's such a kiss-ass.

So, chef, blah blah blah.

[smooch]

I'm Suzanne, and

I know everything.

I seriously cannot take anymore.

NARRATOR: While Suzanne

sucks up to Chef Ramsay,

back in Hell's Kitchen--

DAVE: This is sort of t*rture.

NARRATOR: --the men's

punishment just sucks.

VAN: We're over there scrubbing

glasses and just making

it shine, making it shine.

[chatter]

And here comes the

girls off their reward.

Hi, guys!

They're all happy and drunk.

Went and had martinis.

We had lunch in the dark.

VAN: Giggling like

little schoolgirls.

Go on now, get!

Go on now.

It pisses me off!

f*cking asses.

[laughter]

NARRATOR: Today,

Hell's Kitchen opens

for its eight dinner

service, and both teams

start their prep.

But despite winning

yesterday's challenge,

there's still a divide

between the women.

It's hotter than

Mississippi in June.

Suzanne is annoying.

I can't stand her.

Proximity warning.

SABRINA: Unbeknownst

to Suzanne, we have

what we call the

anti-Suzanne team.

We are all working so

close together today.

SUZANNE: I have to live

with all of these girls,

and they say things

in code to each other.

It's nice and cozy.

SUZANNE: They're all

talking about me.

I know that.

I just know that.

SABRINA: If I have to

be around her tonight,

I can't guarantee

both of us will live.

Oh, girls are so f*cking

catty, I swear to God.

It is making me crazy.

Proximity warning.

NARRATOR: Chef Ramsay is eager

to address the aspiring chefs.

Let's go, ladies, please.

Gentlemen.

Right.

Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

Hi, chef.

NARRATOR: Tonight, for the first

time ever in Hell's Kitchen,

we'll be serving a delicious

palate cleanser sorbet.

Ariel.

Yes, chef.

I want to make sure that

you're working that kitchen

and working the sorbet table

side as well, in and out.

Yes?

Yes, chef.

Unfortunately, you guys

are going into service

with one individual less.

Whoever's got a spare

moment, just make

sure you get the sorbet done.

Now, tonight my goal is

to get every plate out

of the red kitchen and every

plate out of the blue kitchen

consistent.

What are we going to be?

- Consistent!

Let's go, huh?

Yes, chef.

Yes, chef.

- JP.

- Chef?

Open Hell's Kitchen, please.

Let's go.

[music playing]

NARRATOR: Tonight

Hell's Kitchen opens

for its eight dinner service.

I'm going to have the risotto.

I'm having the lamb.

NARRATOR: In the red kitchen,

Tennille on appetizers

looks to lead the charge.

So we work together as a

team, make sure everything

f*cking tastes great.

NARRATOR: While over

in the blue kitchen,

Andy is determined

to do the same.

I'm going to command it.

I'm sure my team is questioning,

you know, can Andy do it?

Andy's going to command,

and if it's not working out

I'll jump in.

- But it's going to work.

That's my thing.

If I can't do garnish

tonight and help the team,

then I should go home.

- All right.

It's go time.

No excuses.

All right.

I feel good.

This is Andy's night.

Yeah?

Here we go.

Blue team.

Andy.

Yes, chef.

Don't start

pissing your pants.

On order, four covers, table .

Two cappellini, one scallops,

one risotto, four sorbet.

Entree, one sea bass,

one halibut, two lamb.

- Yes, chef.

- Yes, chef.

Good.

Positive energy.

NARRATOR: The men start

on their first order.

Fire now, chef.

Yes, chef.

NARRATOR: Meanwhile,

over in the red kitchen,

the women are ready

to do the same.

Let's go.

Order, ladies.

On order, four

covers, table , yeah?

Two cappellini, one truffle

salad, one scallops.

- Yes, chef.

- Pasta's in.

GORDON RAMSAY: Let's go.

TENNILLE: Let's go, ladies.

Let's go.

Hey, get another one going.

Those are too dark.

They're all good.

In my lifetime, I've probably

cooked , scallops.

I really think you

should get another one on.

Suzanne doesn't get it, man.

When I open my mouth and say

something, shut up and listen.

GORDON RAMSAY:

Where's the scallops?

- In hand, chef.

- Good.

Let's go.

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Behind you, scallops.

GORDON RAMSAY: Nice color

on the scallops there.

Yes, chef.

Obviously, I know

what's going on.

What's the next

ticket after that?

I know how to cook food.

That's not my struggle here.

NARRATOR: While Suzanne

impressed Chef Ramsay--

Good, thank you.

NARRATOR: --over in the blue

kitchen, it's up to Kevin

to get out the appetizers.

GORDON RAMSAY: Two scallops,

one risotto, one cappellini.

OK.

Two minutes.

Do I have asparagus?

We cannot afford to lose.

We lose tonight, might

as well, you know,

start kissing everything goodbye

because the blue team will

disappear.

Chef, I have risotto, chef.

- Kevin.

- Yes, chef.

Very nice, that risotto.

Thank you, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Service please.

NARRATOR: Both teams

are off to a good start,

and the diners are

enjoying their appetizers.

Good.

NARRATOR: Now it's time for

the palate cleansing sorbets.

GORDON RAMSAY: Let's go.

Four sorbets, send.

Yes.

Hello, ladies.

- Stand by.

Four sorbet.

Who's doing the first one?

I will, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Table

, please, yes?

- Table .

Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Take over.

Yeah.

Let's go.

Now.

Up.

Hurry up.

ARIEL: I have here blackberry,

watermelon, pomegranate.

We have six

selections tonight.

I think I'd like

pomegranate, please.

The pomegranate?

We made these all day yesterday.

NARRATOR: With Kevin

busy in the dining room,

Van has taken over

the appetizer station.

GORDON RAMSAY: Come on, Van.

Working hard, chef.

I was all over the place.

I was in action.

I'd break my balls

for Chef Ramsay,

just to prove to him

that I am that guy.

GORDON RAMSAY:

Asparagus, please.

Here.

Come on, Van.

That's bland.

Season, yeah.

Touch of mascarpone cheese,

little bit of Parmesan

in there.

Let's go.

Kevin disappears for one minute,

you f*cking sink the section.

Let's go.

VAN: Grab me some

Parm, Andy, please.

ANDY: Parmesan.

DAVE: Van, there is

no room for error now.

Get your sh*t done.

Don't fail the team.

Come on, Van.

Finish that up, quick.

Parm, please.

Refired.

Finally.

Go, please.

NARRATOR: Van's

risotto finally makes

it out to the dining room.

WOMAN: Risotto is

not good at all.

I really wanted a

good risotto tonight.

- My name's Kevin.

- Hi, Kevin.

I'm the guy getting--

Did you cook the risotto?

No good?

You didn't like it?

I'm so disappointed.

I've been kind

of running around,

so people have been

covering my station for me.

Without me, it was

just all falling apart.

These people rely

way too much on me.

Eventually, people got

to learn how to cook.

NARRATOR: With sorbets served

to most of the diners--

All right, what do you have?

What's fired?

NARRATOR: --the kitchens

can now move on to entrees.

Entree.

One sea bass, one

chicken, two tagliatelle.

Yes, chef.

Come on, Amanda.

Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Tagliatelle.

Hurry up then!

AMANDA: Oh, garnish.

That station's the

hardest station.

You're right up front, so you're

right there with Chef Ramsay.

- What do you need?

- Nothing.

I don't need anything.

I need away.

- OK.

OK.

All of these girls

got too big of a ego.

You ask them do

they need anything?

No, I'm good.

- Madam!

I'm telling you time

wise we are slipping.

- Yes, a minute left.

- Lift it up!

Coming behind to the pass.

GORDON RAMSAY: Amanda!

AMANDA: Yes, chef?

Does that look like

an entree to you?

Oh, sh*t, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Oh, sh*t.

f*ck off, will you?

Half a portion tagliatelle.

How can I serve that?

You've disappeared again.

- No, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: No?

So why is it flat?

AMANDA: Chef Ramsay

thinks I'm f*cking slow,

but I was working.

I don't need Chef Ramsay

coming, busting my balls.

Refire to the pass.

NARRATOR: Amanda finally

cooks the tagliatelle

to Chef Ramsay's standards.

- Service, please.

NARRATOR: Meanwhile

in the blue kitchen,

the men are busy

cooking their entrees,

and they all look

to Andy on garnish

to keep them coordinated.

Andy, what's next?

I don't know.

DAVE: Andy is in that pivotal

position where he needs to call

out tickets and set the pace.

What can I do

to help right now?

You got to talk to me, Andy.

When I came back, everybody

seemed to be confused.

What are we going on next, guys?

I'm not sure, dude.

I think this is next.

They think I got to

call the tickets,

but I'm too busy trying

to figure out my own sh*t.

Where's the lamb?

Where's the halibut?

Hey, blue, blue.

I'm calling out orders.

You're confused!

You're confused!

And you're f*cking on

the end of your d*ck!

Listen to what's going,

to what's coming on order,

to what's being fired.

Listen!

Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Let's go.

Two lamb, on sea bass,

one salmon, one halibut.

Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Let's go.

- Are you ready?

- I'm ready.

Let's go.

- Andy, go to the window.

Going to the window.

Come on, Andy.

Fight back.

There you go, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Blue, let's go.

- Right behind you, Andy.

NARRATOR: The blue

team is back on track.

Let's go!

NARRATOR: Meanwhile

in the red kitchen--

Two lamb, two salmon,

one sea bass, one halibut.

NARRATOR: --Sabrina

on the meat station

and Suzanne on the

fish station must

work together to get their

entrees done at the same time.

Four minutes, chef.

- Four minutes.

- Yes, chef.

I'm ready, chef.

We need--

GORDON RAMSAY: You're ready.

SUZANNE: --time on the lamb.

But why can't

you work together?

We got to go together, man.

Oh!

SABRINA: I understand.

SUZANNE: Two minutes, two lamb?

It's not ready.

SUZANNE: Come on.

Let's go, let's go,

let's go, let's go!

Well, f*cking, A, Suzanne.

You know, fish is six minutes.

Lamb is, like, to .

This lamb isn't even close.

You have to function

together as a team.

- Lamb!

- Let's go.

GORDON RAMSAY: Lamb!

- Coming now.

Coming now, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Yeah.

Go.

Service please.

NARRATOR: Food finally

leaves the red kitchen.

There's blood

in your potatoes.

That's completely raw.

NARRATOR: And

quickly comes back.

Let me organize another

one, and apologize.

WOMAN: Thank you.

Oh, f*cking hell.

What's the matter?

- Raw.

Raw, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: What?

JP: Yes, not cooked.

Oh, f*cking hell.

Sabrina.

- Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Look.

Raw.

Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Like

it's still running

around in the f*cking field.

Is that purpose?

- No, chef!

GORDON RAMSAY: So why?

SABRINA: I should have

stuck to my grounds

when I said I wasn't ready,

and I said we can't go.

And Suzanne forced me to go.

Suzie f*cked me.

Hey, madam.

Madam, come here.

Take that.

Yes, chef.

Inconsistent.

Dry lamb on the outside,

raw in the center.

f*ck off and eat it!

There you go.

Take your own medicine.

Piss off!

Thank Thank you, chef.

Are you kidding?

Chef kicked me

out of the kitchen

and I'm not with

my team anymore.

It's like the worst of worsts.

[dramatic music]

What happened?

Nothing.

NARRATOR: It's an hour and

a half into dinner service,

and the red kitchen

is at a standstill

until the women refire

Sabrina's undercooked lamb.

Why?

Why, ladies?

Why?

NARRATOR: Only Sabrina

isn't cooking it.

She's eating it.

I love lamb, so it doesn't

matter how you cook it.

NARRATOR: While Sabrina eats her

mistake, Chef Ramsay looks to--

GORDON RAMSAY: Tennille,

get on the meat station

and cook the meat.

- Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: How

long, Tennille, please?

- Three minutes, chef.

- Thank you.

Now it's two minutes, guys.

It's three minutes.

Listen, I just gave

him three minutes firm.

Now it's two minutes

and seconds.

The tables have turned, baby!

Everybody underestimated

my cooking ability.

Now I'm the bright

and shining star.

HEATHER: How long

on the lamb refire?

One second.

GORDON RAMSAY: Let's go.

Lamb right here.

Tennille!

Good.

Yes, chef.

Service.

NARRATOR: Thanks to

Tennille, the red team

is sending out entrees again.

MAN: This is so much better.

Is it better?

Yeah.

NARRATOR: In the

blue kitchen, the men

have found their rhythm.

- Van.

That lamb's cooked perfectly.

Yes, chef.

That's right!

Ha ha!

NARRATOR: And the diners

are happy with their meals.

That is really good.

NARRATOR: That is,

except for one.

GORDON RAMSAY: Sabrina.

Come here.

Service, please.

How was the lamb?

It was undercooked, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: Undercooked.

So the single message, madam.

Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: If you're

not going to eat it,

do you actually think

I'm going to send it?

No, chef.

I got kicked off the line.

So fine, you know,

take your lumps.

I really want to jump in

and get back on track.

NARRATOR: While Sabrina

looks to make herself--

Come on, ladies.

NARRATOR: --over in

the blue kitchen--

Service, please.

NARRATOR: --the men are close

to completing dinner service.

Halibut right here, chef.

Coming in very hot.

NARRATOR: And the pressure

is on Andy to keep up.

Garnish!

Chef, I'm running

out of mashed potatoes.

I'm probably about

three orders short.

KEVIN: As soon as

I heard Andy say

we don't have enough potatoes,

I was like, that's it.

That will be our downfall.

I hope we've got enough

for what's on order.

Chef, we're going

to be very close.

Hey, you're very close.

Yes, chef.

f*cking hell.

It was all sh*t

with the lamb tonight,

and I'm realizing I don't

have enough potatoes to cover.

I'm done.

I got enough, I'm

hoping Barely enough.

Stretch 'em, man.

Go easy on them.

Coming now.

Here you go, chef.

Is that enough?

Barely.

Yes, chef.

NARRATOR: Andy has

avoided disaster for now.

Service, please.

NARRATOR: And the blue

team's entrees are making

their way to the dining room.

This lamb is delicious.

MAN: The lamb is great.

It's good.

NARRATOR: Meanwhile,

over in the red kitchen

the women are nearing

the finish line as well.

Two sea bass,

halibut, lamb, yes?

- Yes, chef.

- Come on.

How long?

- One minute!

- One minute, chef!

- One minute, let's go.

All right.

I can go with that lamb.

Are you ready?

- Sounds good.

I'm ready.

- Here it comes.

I got the garnish.

You got that?

One lamb, medium,

coming to the pass.

Excuse me.

Behind you.

Sea bass, Suzanne!

I need another minute.

I'm sorry.

Stop.

That f*cking-- if

they would have just--

Oh, not again!

Come on.

f*cking hell.

SUZANNE: Sorry, chef.

Come on.

Chef, I thought I

could do it, but--

Well, I'm f*cking out

to dry now, aren't I?

I'm standing here with my

f*cking pants down again.

Just one minute, chef.

One minute.

Still one minute?

Everybody buckle down.

Let's go.

We can do this.

- Tennille.

TENNILLE: Yes, chef.

And you wonder why

I go f*cking ape sh*t.

Stand here for five minutes,

see how painful it is!

Understood, chef.

TENNILLE: Everybody's

got their stuff up.

We don't want to hold up the

whole thing and then get cold!

I'm not going-- this

is not going to die here.

No, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY:

seconds to sea bass, yes?

Yes, chef.

sh*t.

f*ck me.

Come on.

Sorry, guys.

Chef, I k*lled the table.

Take the f*cking tray back!

f*ck off, will you?

f*ck-- f*ck right off, yeah.

There you go.

Here, that's you.

There you go.

Take it back.

Now we got to do

it all over again?

Thanks a lot, Suzanne!

You f*cking sh1tting me?

GORDON RAMSAY: Right now

I am not going to start

serving half a f*cking table!

No chance!

No, chef.

And now you're dragging

the f*cking kitchen!

We're behind.

We've got to pick it up, OK?

I'm trying to go

as fast as I can.

Suzanne sunk the ship.

She sunk us.

Left us on the curb.

Do something about it!

You guys, I can't have my

station be a f*cking dump pit.

NARRATOR: As the red team

starts over on their entrees,

their diners go hungry.

I need food.

Well, hopefully they'll

be here pretty soon.

NARRATOR: Meanwhile,

back in the blue kitchen,

the men are down to their

final three tickets.

OK, guys.

Away now.

The halibut, sea

bass, and two lamb.

I'm not going to

make it on potatoes.

I'm out of mash.

SCOTT: You better

find a way to make

some mashed potatoes right now.

ANDY: Can anybody

help me with potatoes?

DAVE: I'll get the potatoes.

ANDY: Thank you.

Andy ran out of

mashed potatoes,

so I rushed into the

back of the house.

I grabbed some.

I got all these potato ends.

I can make mash with that.

I just want you

to know that I am

f*cking hand-cuffed

right now because we

need to wait for potatoes.

- What's the matter?

SCOTT: We're

waiting on potatoes.

Potatoes.

I'm going to make

them really fast.

Really fast.

We're f*cking now standing

still with no mashed potato.

Whistler, here I come.

Yeah.

f*cking useless.

Hey you.

Do me a favor, yeah?

Go tell table , , and ,

yeah, we're short on mash.

Let's go.

Hurry up!

- Yes, chef.

- f*ck off.

Watch my stuff, please.

Get in there!

NARRATOR: While

Andy smooths things

over in the dining room--

My sincerest apologies.

NARRATOR: --back

in the red kitchen,

Suzanne is desperate

to get her order out.

SUZANNE: All right, Amanda.

Can you drop my fish in the pan.

AMANDA: OK.

Do them fast, man.

I got it.

Apparently Suzanne doesn't know

how to time out fish right.

So I'll help her out.

I don't want us to lose.

One f*cking refired

halibut urgently.

Yes, chef.

Let's go.

Come on!

It's cooked one side.

Oh.

Suzanne.

It's stone f*cking cold!

SUZANNE: I didn't

even work that, chef.

I mean--

GORDON RAMSAY: Oh my god!

Amanda.

I'm sorry.

Who's running the fish?

I had it on the

stove, she put it up.

She was basting it.

I thought it was ready.

You bitch.

I was just like, you got

to be f*cking kidding me.

I thought it was ready.

No, I didn't cook it.

Amanda cooked it.

You don't do that.

You-- just like, fine, chef.

No problem, chef.

Oh my god!

It's a f*cking insult. Oh.

f*cking hell.

Oh sh*t.

It's not possible.

Get another one going, please.

GORDON RAMSAY: So she's helping

you, you still got to check it.

Yes, chef!

Amanda.

Hurry up!

No more cold food, guys!

NARRATOR: While

Amanda takes the blame

for helping with

Suzanne's halibut,

over in the blue kitchen Dave

prepares Andy's potatoes.

Coming right up, chef!

Ah!

I need four portions

of mash, yeah?

Coming right up.

Give me your pan.

Give me your pan.

GORDON RAMSAY: Look at the speed

of Dave and just watch Andy.

VAN: Come on, Andy!

Let's go, Andy.

Chef Scott's here,

and Chef Ramsay here,

and I'm in between.

Scott.

Look at his energy.

- None.

Everybody else around

him is running around.

Whoa, god.

He's so slow.

Yeah, I think he's given up.

Well, you suck.

He sucks.

I'm like, ah.

Come on, Andy.

You can't give up, Andy!

I'm not giving up, chef.

I have it all ready, chef.

OK, here-- ow!

Dave, thank you.

NARRATOR: With Dave

stepping up to the plate,

the blue team manages to send

out all of their entrees.

Well done.

Now, clear down, get

the desserts out.

NARRATOR: But the red team--

- Last table.

Let's go.

Come on.

Yes, chef!

NARRATOR: --is

finishing up as well.

Can we go up on this stuff?

SABRINA: Yes, let's go.

Behind you.

Suzanne!

Finally.

Go, please.

Complete.

Yes, everything off?

Well done.

Thank you.

OK, let's be honest.

Yes, we completed a

dinner service, right?

Yes, chef.

But at this point

in time, it should

have been way better than that.

Both teams are equally weak.

This is a close one.

The winner tonight

was the blue kitchen.

Well done.

One of the best

performances came from Dave.

You proved to me tonight

that you're no fluke.

Thank you.

Don't stop.

No, chef.

One chef down, and

they whipped your ass.

Sorry, not good enough.

Tennille.

A couple of services ago,

I wanted to throw you out.

Honestly, Tennille, I'm

glad you're still here.

Tonight was your best

service by a mile.

Thank you, chef.

Clearly the best

of the worst tonight.

Well done.

- Thank you, chef.

Now We go upstairs

and think of two

individuals that

aren't good enough

to continue in Hell's Kitchen.

Is that clear?

Yes, chef.

Off you go.

Gentlemen, well done.

Off you go.

[music playing]

TENNILLE: Hey!

Today I am the

best of the worst.

I already knew who

I was putting up.

Suzanne!

You don't know how to

work as a team member.

And so get the f*ck

out of my face.

You going home, girl.

I'm putting you up.

Because?

You stunk it up.

You tried to throw

people under the bus.

And--

How did I try and throw

people under the bus?

Talk to them.

You want to talk

to them first and--

SUZANNE: OK, fine.

I really threw everybody

under the bus tonight?

Really?

Is that how it went?

How-- why?

You're already at the

pass with your food.

I just can't go, but

you're forcing us to go.

AMANDA: And the halibut thing.

Like, I didn't cook it.

I didn't do it.

I'm like, fine.

Whatever.

I mean, I would never

throw you under the bus.

I didn't feel you being a

team player tonight, Suzanne.

I'm sorry that I get intense

and-- and I get this, like--

like, urgency in me.

But I-- I really don't believe

that I was trying to throw

you guys under the bus.

It wasn't a-- you

don't even realize--

It's not urgency.

TENNILLE: Every time chef said,

are we ready, you go, I am,

chef.

- Four minutes.

SABRINA: Yes, chef.

It's cooking.

I'm ready, chef.

We need--

GORDON RAMSAY: You're ready?

SUZANNE: --time on the lamb.

And I said--

It's not about that.

It's about the f*cking team.

It's about the team!

But then-- but then--

I don't-- I don't get it, man.

Like, I definitely don't see

why everybody f*cking hates me.

TENNILLE: You don't

say "I'm ready."

You say, chef, we'll be

ready in two minutes.

Chef, we'll be ready

in three minutes.

We'll be ready.

That's what this is about.

Well, f*ck, man.

Honestly, if I didn't

have to put two people up,

you'd be going up by yourself.

Who else is up?

Amanda.

She's very careless as

far as how she cooks,

and Sabrina's had

some rocky services.

This is going to be a tough one.

I don't know, baby.

NARRATOR: The women's

performance at dinner service

was disappointing, but Tennille

managed to impress Chef Ramsay

and now she must nominate two of

her teammates for elimination.

OK.

Tennille.

Yes, chef.

First nominee and why.

The first nominee,

chef, is Suzanne.

Suzanne confirmed today a lack

of teamwork, over-arrogance,

and I do believe she is

the weakest cook, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: OK.

Second nominee and why.

Sabrina, chef.

Sabrina has't stepped into

the role that she needs

to to make the team successful.

OK.

Suzanne, Sabrina, step forward.

Before we go any

further, there's

one more person standing

behind you I need to hear from.

Amanda.

Get your ass up here.

OK.

Suzanne.

Tell me why you think you

should stay in Hell's Kitchen.

I give my full every day, and

it pisses me off that my team

doesn't believe in me.

I believe it's personal, and I

feel that that gets in the way

inside of the kitchen.

Why are you shaking

your head, Tennille?

I told her I am not spiteful.

You are not up here based

on our relationship.

You are based on your teamwork

and your performance today,

and today only.

This is a prime example

of what I'm talking about.

She was going to lead you to

believe that this was personal,

and that's what she does.

Throw people under

the bus, chef.

Right, Sabrina.

Yes, chef.

Tell me why you think you

should stay in Hell's Kitchen.

I believe I should

stay in Hell's Kitchen

because I am a team player.

I am a good cook.

I can do it.

And I can lead a team well.

I begged for

consistency tonight.

You were not consistent

with anything.

You were consistently crap.

Chef, I kept having to cut new

lamb to keep up with Suzanne.

GORDON RAMSAY: Is that right?

- Yes.

Yes.

No, no, no, no, no.

Yes.

SUZANNE: You guys, I was

trying to push, push, push.

Chef, she keeps saying

she had to push, push,

push cause she put us behind.

That's why we had

to push, push, push.

Are you done?

Yes, chef.

Amanda.

Seriously.

- Yes.

- Give it to Me

I can cook.

I'm not a bad cook at all.

Tonight, yes, I sent you a

small portion of tagliatelle.

Yes, that was stupid.

But at least I

can cook my stuff.

Can you win Hell's Kitchen?

Yes, chef.

OK.

This is a tough one.

My decision is Suzanne.

Yes, chef.

Back in line.

Amanda.

Take off your jacket--

Yes, chef.

GORDON RAMSAY: --and

leave Hell's Kitchen.

Thank you for

everything, chef.

It was a pleasure.

- Thank you.

Goodnight.

- Goodnight, guys.

Bye.

AMANDA: I don't agree with

Chef Ramsay's decision.

I really think Suzanne should

have gone home tonight.

But I'm definitely going to keep

cooking for the rest of my life

and be the best chef ever.

Right.

Ladies, gentlemen.

Tomorrow I'm going to

turn it up a notch.

It's going to test each and

every one of you further.

Get to bed, because you

need all the sleep you get.

Trust me.

TENNILLE: The whole slew of

girls was ready for that bitch

to get the hell up

out of here tonight.

Unfortunately, our

dream didn't come true.

SABRINA: Suzanne,

I'm gunning for you.

I will keep carrying this

grudge until one of us is gone.

SUZANNE: These girls are

definitely ganging up on me.

But the name of the

game is to win here.

I'm going to win

this entire gig.

KEVIN: We started out at

, and now we're at eight.

You know, four and four.

I think now is where the dog

fighting is going to begin.

GORDON RAMSAY: Amanda

was a sweet girl,

but sweet girls don't

make great head chefs.

NARRATOR: Next time

On "Hell's Kitchen,"

another chef gets injured.

He pretty much

took his fingers off.

NARRATOR: And he may

never cook again.

I need a medic!

NARRATOR: At dinner,

both kitchens melt down.

GORDON RAMSAY:

Dave, concentrate.

Come on, Sabrina.

Van, stop!

Tennille, piss off!

TENNILLE: We're screwed.

GORDON RAMSAY: For

God's sake, get a grip!

Screwed!

NARRATOR: So Chef

Ramsay makes a thr*at.

GORDON RAMSAY: Next

f*cking person, out!

NARRATOR: And sticks to it.

Do me a favor.

Get out!

NARRATOR: Again.

You and you,

f*ck off upstairs!

NARRATOR: And again.

Get out!

Get out, both of you!

NARRATOR: Turning Hell's

Kitchen into a ghost town.

All this--

I've had enough!

NARRATOR: --next time.

GORDON RAMSAY: All

of you, get out!

[music playing]