04x05 - 11 Chefs Compete
Posted: 08/10/23 13:06
[filmrise sound]
NARRATOR: Previously
on "Hell's Kitchen."
We're rolling now.
God damn it, come on.
What are you doing, Craig?
Why you stalling, man?
Ladies, well done.
NARRATOR: The women won
the pasta challenge,
and the men knew
just who to blame.
Every challenge, we always
have an issue with Craig.
You got this f*cking
cockiness about you.
- No, I'm not cocky at all.
- Yes, you are.
Trust me, you are.
NARRATOR: Then at
dinner service.
I'm not asking for a perfect
service, I'm telling you.
NARRATOR: Matt
crashed and b*rned.
They're like ice hockey pucks.
f*cking get out!
NARRATOR: Craig
dared to talk back.
Turn it off right now.
f*cking listen.
Then do it.
NARRATOR: And Ben celebrated
a little too soon.
Six tables entrees to go.
They've got two tables to go.
So think deep and wake up.
NARRATOR: On the red
side, a serious burn took
Vanessa out of the kitchen.
[ambulance siren]
VANESSA: Oil in a saute pan
poured all over my hand.
NARRATOR: But Jen led
the red team to victory.
Well done.
JEN: When we won, I just
wanted to start dancing.
Get in there and help them.
Move!
What do you guys need?
What y'all need?
Jen, stand next to chef Ben.
For me, you know, it's
just embarrassing that chef
called him in to come help.
NARRATOR: Bobby was
the best of the worst.
You made me feel
safe in the kitchen.
Yes, chef.
NARRATOR: And at elimination.
I nominate Craig and Matthew.
[dramatic music]
There's one more person
standing behind you.
I need to hear from him.
And he knows who he is.
Ben, I'm really seriously
disappointed with you.
I know you are, chef.
Jesus Christ.
NARRATOR: But it was Craig
whose dream of working
for chef Ramsay in his
new Los Angeles restaurant
went up in flames.
[dramatic music]
[upbeat music]
And now, the continuation
of "Hell's Kitchen."
[dramatic music]
[groaning]
Something happen up there?
I mean, what the f*ck?
Elimination round is
too dramatic for me, dog.
Thought he was
going to pass out.
Well, why'd you f*ck
up tonight though?
I didn't f*ck up anything.
I did nothing but help.
He never gave me an explanation
while I was up there.
I mean, I'm working hard
and at the end of the day,
all I get is yelled at.
I just don't understand it.
You all right, Vanessa?
What's going on?
What did they say?
I have to go see
a plastic surgeon.
Are you kidding me?
I b*rned myself
during service tonight.
I hope this doesn't
completely destroy
my chances for continuing
in Hell's Kitchen.
[dramatic music]
What a day.
I just think I'm
digging too deep.
They're just letting
it get to me, you know?
Live to fight another day.
This place is harder
than boot camp, huh Bob?
Yeah, man.
Harder than boot camp.
Anybody want a cookie?
I just had some.
[dramatic music]
NARRATOR: As the chefs prepare
for another day in the kitchen,
all hands are on deck--
all but one.
I can't touch anything.
I can't be over in the heat.
I can't get my hands wet.
I can't do anything.
It sucks.
So you want like
this top half braided?
I think Vanessa is a
little frustrated right now
and it's understandable,
you know.
She doesn't want to
let us down, and we
want to help her through this.
I feel like a jackass.
[dramatic music]
Morning, guys.
Good morning, chef.
Vanessa, how are you feeling?
Good, chef.
How's your burn?
I don't know yet.
It's OK though.
Good.
Louross, what did you
think about the first thing
this morning?
What was on your mind?
Game time, chef, game time.
Good.
Now listen up.
A great chef in a
fine dining restaurant
can take something
ordinary and turn it
into something extraordinary.
And charge an
extraordinary price
as well, whether
it's a grilled cheese
sandwich, a burger, or a pizza.
This is my white truffle
pizza for my restaurant
Maze in London.
One white truffle onion
pizza is the value of this.
[dramatic music]
Who would have thought that
a pizza can cost over $ ?
Holy sh*t, $ for a pizza.
I don't even have a
$ pair of shoes.
[chimes]
That is today's challenge.
Each team will present
their very own version
of a fine dining pizza.
Ultimately, I want
something stunning.
Are you ready?
- Yes, chef.
minutes starting from now.
Let's go.
NARRATOR: For this
challenge, chef Ramsay
has assembled over
ingredients for the chefs
to choose from in
making their pizzas.
JEN: We got squid, duck confit.
This is the challenge
I've been waiting
on, where I can really utilize
this crazy mind of mind.
It's like--
[whooshing sound]
There's just so much.
Yeah, look at that.
There are Kobe beef.
Really nice produce.
Baby zucchini.
Heirloom tomatoes,
clams, oysters.
There were sea, sea,
sea, of merchants.
NARRATOR: Each chef will
create one gourmet pizza.
Then each team must
choose one of those pizzas
to present to chef Ramsey.
One each, OK?
Make it happen, gentlemen.
We've got to win this, guys.
Let's celebrate happy.
Guys, everybody should come up
with their own individual idea.
Yeah, can we like
write everything down?
As long as I'm in
the kitchen, then
I'm going to try
to do something.
What are you doing?
I want to do something
like oysters three ways.
CHRISTINA: This was the first
challenge that we were allowed
to sort of do our own thing.
So I am really excited.
What are you doing?
Like an Italian
type pizza with sun
dried tomatoes and
some prosciutto.
NARRATOR: While the women
share ideas and take notes,
the men's style
of communication--
[dramatic music]
- Is someone not using a pan?
That way I could
use it real quick.
NARRATOR: --is a
little different.
Yes, no?
No one talks to each other.
It amazes me.
It's like I'm f*cking
talking and everyone's deaf.
It's sickening.
I'm nauseated.
Who's back left is this?
No one gives a f*ck.
No one answers around here.
That's why we lose, because
no one f*cking communicates.
Shut the f*ck up.
That's a ding-a-ling.
Just shut up, Matt.
Just zip it and do it.
Whatever you
need, call it out.
More chopped basil.
I will not cut off my fingers.
Come on, baby, baby.
Come on, baby, baby.
Come on.
Anybody got
mascarpone cheese out?
That's a good idea
you got working.
This is the b*mb.
How you looking, Bob?
Good, man.
Now you have
minutes to debate
and present me the
ultimate fine dining pizza.
All of the women have finished
their individual pizzas.
Now they must choose one
to represent the team.
Ow, ow, ow.
OK.
I did an oyster three-way
with [inaudible] and chai.
Mine is jalapeno cilantro
marinated grilled shrimp.
What is yours, Vanessa?
Heirloom tomato,
tenderloin, caramelized
onions, and mozzarella.
I can't hold a Kn*fe, but I
did make something beautiful.
So I was hoping that they
would choose my pizza.
This one has a herb
crust with prosciutto.
Then I got a drizzle
balsamic glaze over it.
Let me try it out.
That one's really good.
I'm sorry, but that's good.
I tasted Jen's, bam, that's it.
Chef Ramsay would like that,
and he's all about simplicity.
Yeah, that one is good.
Just This one's
the best, I think.
Thank you, ladies.
I was kind of hoping they'd go
with my pizza, but they didn't.
I am disappointed.
Let's use a little
bit more ingredients.
We need to make it stand out.
Super gourmet.
Super gourmet.
NARRATOR: Having
made their choice,
the women get to work
perfecting Jen's pizza
to present to chef Ramsay.
[dramatic music]
Guys, the girls are done
already tasting their sh*t.
There's only two pizzas here.
I'm getting deeply concerned.
Hey, make way
for my pizza, guys.
[chimes]
Mine is a [italian] stuffed
zucchini flower with buffalo
mozz and a green salsa verde.
[suspenseful music]
Oh.
I took one bite and I just
had no f*cking words for it.
It was quite nasty.
I like this.
What's wrong?
- It's different.
It's very different.
That's f*cking bullshit.
I was sh*t down.
The pizza was
f*cking phenomenal.
f*ck.
[inaudible]
Mine is a classic
American surf and turf
pizza with Kobe beef, shrimp,
topped with the Gorgonzola bleu
cheese.
It was a very tasty
pizza, classic.
You know, that's a type of
pizza that you could have got
$ in a restaurant and
it'd have been flying
out, flying out, flying out.
Here you go, guys.
Taste this one right here.
That's mine.
Yeah.
[inaudible] like that
is just like something
you'd get at like, Pizza Shack.
Oh, your pizza
tastes like as if it
was like, from Pizza Shack?
No, taste it.
That's just mean.
The f*cking piss.
[dramatic music]
Looks good.
Beautiful.
What do we got?
We have duck confit,
chanterelle mushrooms,
white truffles in duck lard on.
OK, Ben.
Let's go with Ben.
All right, we got this.
I didn't realize that
the one that was chosen
was Ben's pizza.
Is this Ben's?
That's mine.
Where's Ben?
I guess Bobby and Ben
basically decided while I
was putting mine together.
- seconds.
- Nice.
CHEF RAMSAY: Nine.
- Come on, guys.
Let's go.
CHEF RAMSAY: Eight.
That's it.
CHEF RAMSAY: Seven, six, five.
Ben, Ben.
CHEF RAMSAY: Four,
three, two, one.
And serve.
[dramatic music]
Thank you.
Your line, please.
[suspenseful music]
Jen, what was your pizza?
JEN: It's called a
little bit of Italy
and a little bit of France.
We have the herb crust.
We put some sliced
prosciutto, some
beautiful sundried tomatoes, and
the fried basil as a garnish.
Wow.
OK.
Ben?
Basically what
I did, you know,
I did a pizza of duck confit.
I did some
chanterelle mushrooms.
I made a caramelized
onion and chevre cream
sauce to go on the bottom.
All the ingredients
stand out on their own.
OK.
[suspenseful music]
I'm nervous.
[suspenseful music]
This is very tight,
very difficult.
[suspenseful music]
Who washed the mushrooms?
I did, chef.
I've got some grit
already in there.
[dramatic sounds]
Ben can't even clean
a mushroom properly.
Some people's cooking
skills, just starting to show
that they don't have any.
You know, when you
crunch, crunch, crunch.
Yes, sir.
However, taste-wise,
they both taste very good.
Oh good, please god.
Congratulations.
[dramatic music]
To the girls.
Well done.
[cheering]
f*ck.
Oh yeah!
Yes, I told you y'all I
was in this to win it.
Do you hear the words that
are coming out of my mouth?
Whoo!
We got it.
Listen.
Ladies, well done.
Thank you, chef.
Really Well done.
Great execution, wonderful
flavor, beautiful.
And the good news is, it's
going on the menu tomorrow
night as a special.
Oh, thank you, chef.
OK.
Ladies, we're going to the
famous restaurant of the home
of the $ hamburger.
It's not in Los Angeles,
it's in Santa Barbara.
So go and get changed.
Our helicopter awaits us.
[shouting]
I have always dreamed
about riding in a helicopter,
and now my dreams are
finally coming true.
[shouting]
Thank you, chef!
Ben.
The pizza was good,
but the mouthful
of dirt on the mushroom
was a disappointment.
BEN: I can't believe
we've lost another one.
You can't win with
dirt in your food.
Sorry to let you down.
You didn't let me down,
you let your team down.
Gentlemen, time for
your punishment.
You're going to be
prepping the pizzas
for tomorrow night's service.
I'm f*cking pissed
right now, dude.
Get out of the
kitchen, get cleaned up.
We're going to move.
Let's go.
I think these pieces
are going to fly.
[upbeat music]
- Y'all wearing dresses today?
Yeah, I shaved yesterday.
NARRATOR: While the women unite
and prepare for their reward,
the men are falling apart.
Even if you don't enjoy
each other's company,
what needs to happen here
needs to be a bond as a team.
Do you feel the bond?
- No, chef.
No.
- Do you feel the bond?
Not as strong as
it could be, chef.
Louross, do you feel the bond?
This team is definitely
not missing talent,
it's missing teamwork.
[sniffing]
Hey, come here, you.
What's the matter?
Huh?
[sniffs] I'm good.
BEN: There's no
need to walk around
like a whiny-assed little punk
bitch, is what he's acting
like with his little mohawk.
Come together as a team.
I think you'll be surprised
at the difference.
Yes, chef.
Thanks, chef.
[dramatic music]
I want to to
f*cking win tomorrow.
I want to taste blood.
I want to taste
their f*cking blood.
Oh yeah.
Whoo!
Yes, chef.
What I have here is a taste of
France and a taste of Italy.
[laughing]
Does anybody want
to talk some sh*t out?
We gotta get the
communication going.
I mean, chef Ramsay
is giving us pearls
of wisdom like
they're coming out
of the Japanese giant oyster.
If you don't listen to
chef Ramsay's advice,
something mentally
wrong with you.
What are we going to do
moving forward to get
communication going between us?
You know what?
I don't know.
OK.
And when we f*cking lose
again, and let's enjoy it.
Matt drives me nuts.
He means well, he's a nice guy,
but he f*cking drives me nuts.
Just make the dough, man.
[dramatic music]
While While the blue team's
communication is stalled,
the red team is
ready for take off.
CHEF RAMSAY: Ladies, look
how glamorous you are.
Lovely.
Up.
One, two.
One, two.
This is my first
time in California
and I cannot wait to
see this beautiful
coastline from up above.
[shouting]
The view from the
helicopter was amazing.
Those gigantic houses
at the Pacific Ocean
doesn't really exist
where I come from.
Square One.
Exciting.
Off you go, ladies.
[upbeat music]
It was kind of a like,
comfortable and cozy
restaurant.
I'm excited that I get to spend
more time with chef Ramsay.
So here's a toast to half
of Italy and half of France.
[laughter]
A little bit of Italy,
a little bit of France.
[laughter]
NARRATOR: While the women enjoy
some private time with Chef
Ramsay, back at Hell's
Kitchen, the men
are finally communicating.
I'm just letting you
know right now, man.
When you tasted my
pizza and you told me
that sh*t tasted
like Pizza Shack.
You know what I'm saying?
That sh*t hurt, kid.
Louross, I want to
be honest with you.
I mean, there's no room for
b*tches in this game right now.
Are you calling me a bitch?
You broke down, dude.
And you broke down
in front of chef.
You don't know what breakdown
is when you see it, bro.
Trust me.
That was just, I'm sick
and tired of this sh*t.
Everybody's sick
and tired of it.
I've been under
the g*n for days.
I should be f*cking crawling
underneath that table
right now, crying.
Want to get grilled
so many times by-- you
going to see me break down.
Oh, you break down, trust me.
It's how it's-- how
it's going to be.
[upbeat music]
- Brought lunch for you.
- Thank you, chef.
Go to it.
I don't even know if
I want to look in there.
It's-- it's hamburger.
It was just a thin-ass burger.
There's no mustard,
no ketchup, just
a thin-ass burger on a bun.
[instrumental music]
This is a land slider.
Japanese Kobe beef with
braised Kobe short ribs
and black truffle frites.
Wonderful.
How about that?
Wow.
Oh my god, the burger was
really, really, really good.
CHEF RAMSAY: Black
truffle fries.
Should we save one for Ben, just
in case he thinks he's the--
[laughter]
To get to sit and relax
and have lunch with chef
and pick his brain was probably
the best part of the reward.
[instrumental music]
[laughing]
Little bit of wine?
[laughing]
[electronic music]
NARRATOR: It's a new
day in Hell's Kitchen,
and there's a lot to be done
to prepare for dinner service.
But for one of the
chefs, the work
is proving to be a challenge.
Watch out for me.
It's really difficult
to not be able to bang
out prep with everybody
else, you know,
to feel so f*cking useless.
And I don't know what
the hell I'm going to do
to get through service tonight.
I would like to talk
to chef about it.
You know, maybe
that would help out.
[dramatic music]
[knocking]
Mm-hmm?
Hi, Vanessa.
VANESSA: Hi, chef.
Sit down, my darling.
How's the burn?
It's a little painful.
Tough when you've got
that kind of obstacle
in front of you.
I don't like
being in the kitchen
and not being able to cook the
way that I'm used to cooking.
And it's k*lling me.
But you still
have every chance
of winning this
competition with that burn.
So the choice is yours to leave
Hell's Kitchen or to stay.
[dramatic music]
I'm not a quitter.
I have fought through a lot
of things in my lifetime,
and I'm not weak.
The decision is
entirely yours.
[dramatic music]
If I can't be--
What a shame.
I respect your decision.
If you'll be so kind to go
and say goodbye to your team,
pack your stuff,
leave Hell's Kitchen.
Yes, chef.
Thanks.
CHEF RAMSAY: Good luck.
Thank you, chef.
CHEF RAMSAY: It's unfortunate
that Vanessa's burn took
her out of the competition.
We'll never, ever know
if she really had what
it takes to win Hell's Kitchen.
[instrumental music]
I'm going to go.
I made my choice.
My team is better off
without me than with me.
Good luck, guys.
I don't know if Vanessa
made the right choice.
She kind of gave up on herself.
I thought she was
a little tougher.
Vanessa, good luck.
Are you quitting?
- I'm leaving, yes.
- Bye, Vanessa.
- Bye, Vanessa.
- Bye, guys.
The Good luck.
VANESSA: I don't consider
myself a failure.
Hell's Kitchen is
an immersion in fire
and it's too much for me.
[dramatic music]
Let's go, red team.
Over here.
Let's go, girls.
NARRATOR: Vanessa's
departure was unexpected,
but it's not the only surprise.
Follow me.
Let's go.
Tonight's special is the winning
pizza from the girl's team.
For the first time
ever in Hell's Kitchen,
we're offering pizza delivery.
Oh, no.
Now look.
Look at that.
Hell's Kitchen pizza
delivery tonight.
JEN: It's a banner
flying all across Los
Angeles advertising my pizza.
That's huge, you know.
That's huge.
Gentlemen, because you
lost the pizza challenge,
you will be delivering
the pizza door to door
in this glorified model.
There you go, the glamorous
pizza delivery van.
[circus music]
CHEF RAMSAY: Looks fantastic.
Thank you, chef.
How exciting is that?
Awesome, chef.
OK, back in the kitchen.
We've got a busy night.
[dramatic music]
Get it cracking.
I got some
blanching water here.
What do you need?
We are one man down, but too
many cooks can crowd the pot.
So I think with
Vanessa out of the way,
it's just going to make
all of us stronger.
NARRATOR: While the
loss of their teammate
has brought the women together--
We're getting there,
we're getting there.
All right, who needs help?
NARRATOR: --over in
the blue kitchen,
the men are still miles apart.
The blue team
now is jacked up.
God freaking help us
tonight because we
need a f*cking miracle.
Jean Philippe,
open Hell's Kitchen.
Let's go.
[bold instrumental music]
[electronic music]
I'm going to have
the watercress soup.
I'm going to do the
roasted filet of beef.
I'm going to have the salmon.
Drop on it.
Come on, let's go.
As soon as he says that
first order, everybody listen.
Say, "Yes, chef"
at the same time.
An order.
Listen up, yes?
- Yes, chef.
- Let's go.
An order for table .
One crab, two
risotto, one scallops.
Entree, one salmon, one beef,
one Wellington, one pizza.
Yes, chef.
CHEF RAMSAY: Good.
Tonight I'm on hot
appetizer station.
I'm just going to blow chef
Ramsay out of the water.
He is just going
to be so impressed.
seconds, ladies.
seconds.
Risotto.
Ready.
Coming up now.
OK, we're up in the window.
CHEF RAMSAY: Good start, ladies.
Great energy, keep it going.
NARRATOR: Jen has sent
out her first appetizers
in record time.
CHEF RAMSAY: Orders, please.
NARRATOR: Meanwhile, the
first calls for pizza delivery
are coming in.
[phone ringing]
Pizza.
Thank you.
WOMAN (ON PHONE): Thank you.
Clearly, somebody
saw the plane.
Ben?
- Yes, chef.
You'll be doing
the home delivery.
Yes, chef.
NARRATOR: Matt is ready with the
blue team's first appetizers.
[dramatic music]
CHEF RAMSAY: Matt, can
I have some decent eggs?
They're like Pamela
Anderson's f*cking implants.
You still serve them to me.
- I won't do it again, chef.
- Come over here.
See, look.
The minute you touch that--
- Yeah.
- Touch it.
You know, he didn't--
eat, eat, eat, eat, eat.
Yeah, there you go.
Chef Ramsay made me eat one
of the eggs, which is fine
with me, anyway.
I like quail eggs.
[chimes]
[dramatic sounds]
You need to start
making these eggs.
I'm working them.
Just broke.
Oh god, guys.
Give me the eggs.
I'll make the eggs.
It was just a mess.
And I'm going to take
leadership of that kitchen
whether they like it or not.
No, give me the eggs.
If Bobby say
give him the eggs,
just give him the eggs, guys.
I had to pick up a
lot of slack tonight.
I'm a four-star general.
You know, this is what I do.
NARRATOR: With Bobby scrambling
to get the eggs under control--
CHEF RAMSAY: Let's go.
Up.
NARRATOR: --the blue
team manages to send
out two tables of appetizers.
Thank you.
Let's go.
NARRATOR: Meanwhile,
the red team has served
appetizers to four tables.
That's amazing.
NARRATOR: And they're ready
to bring their first entrees
to the pass.
Of Let's go.
Beef Wellington.
[dramatic music]
CHEF RAMSAY: Oh,
f*cking old ladies.
Ladies, ladies, ladies,
ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies.
This still is really soft, yeah?
Touch that, yeah.
That feels like it's
f*cking rip-roaring rare.
It's freaking
raw in the middle.
The f*ck the f*cking table.
Guys, Guys, I am
confused right now.
CHEF RAMSAY: We can't
go, Corey, until I've got
the beef and the Wellington.
Why is it so f*cking painful?
I just have a
question real quick.
Do I have to redo this?
Hold on.
Why aren't you asking her?
So then you all look
at me when you should
be looking at each other.
She's asking me, [inaudible]
you two to combine.
Yes, chef.
Get together.
Yes, chef.
To the window, two
Wellingtons, salmon, jandoori.
Thank you.
Yes, chef.
NARRATOR: While the red
team tries to regroup,
Ben tries out a new look.
I was in charge of pizzas.
And you know, when I had to
go take those deliveries,
I had to go.
You know, I'm going to
drive that little freaking
go-cart as fast as she'll go.
[circus music]
Cart was a piece of
sh*t, so it wouldn't
change gears very well.
I didn't know where
the hell I was.
I've never been to LA before.
Does this thing have reverse?
[music playing]
- Hi.
- Hi.
Did you order some pizza?
- I did order pizza.
- All righty.
- OK, thank you.
- All right.
- Thank you very much.
Have a wonderful evening.
NARRATOR: While Ben has finally
succeeded as a delivery boy,
the red team tries again to
deliver their first entrees.
- Nicely cooked.
- Thank you, chef.
Come on, let's go.
Where's the mashed potatoes?
Mashed carrots, where are they?
Coming right behind you, chef.
[dramatic music]
Oh, come on.
Ew, f*cking piss cream.
What is that sh*t?
Oh, sorry.
f*ck off, will you?
Is that how you're going to
f*cking respect these tables?
Absolutely not, chef.
Absolutely not, chef.
I started getting
really f*cking frustrated
because I couldn't catch up.
And I was just like
falling behind.
It was just only getting more
and more hectic from there.
And then when are you going
to think about waking up?
But, hey, soon would
be appreciated, madam.
Yes, chef.
Pathetic.
This is all you do.
Can you stop tapping
and start concentrating?
OK, my mistake, chef.
I'll f*cking
[inaudible] your mistake.
I need the mash and
the carrots now.
Yes, chef.
Mashed carrots now.
I can't go unless
I've got the veg.
What is going on, Rosann?
Oh my god almighty.
It's a f*cking meltdown.
Other way, please.
Oh, f*cking hell.
No salt?
Go, go, go.
Send the vegetables separate.
She gets confused over
a f*cking vegetable.
f*ck off, will you?
f*ck off.
They're gone.
Get away.
The lamb Wellington
is already gone.
f*ck all.
[dramatic music]
Rosann?
Yes, chef?
Not good enough.
[dramatic music]
NARRATOR: It's an hour and
a half into dinner service,
and nearly all the diners
have received appetizers.
But Rosann's breakdown
on the vegetable station
has stalled the red kitchen.
CHEF RAMSAY: Oh my god almighty.
Jen?
- Yes, chef?
Can you get on the
garnish please, yeah?
Now.
Keep it on the fire, Rosann.
NARRATOR: With Jen's
help, the red kitchen
seems to be back on track.
However, in the blue kitchen,
the entrees have hit a snag.
Hey, guys.
Blue, let's come here.
- Chef.
Come on, quickly.
Let's go.
Touch that.
- Still kind of lukewarm, chef.
CHEF RAMSAY: What did
I request, temperature?
Medium well, chef.
CHEF RAMSAY: Get
it back in the pan.
I got this.
I have to do it.
I can cook a steak, you
know what I'm saying?
Well like, what
the hell happened?
CHEF RAMSAY: The pan's
burning, Louross.
It's going to go up in flames.
Charcoal beef.
Do you honestly not know how
to cook a steak medium well?
I know how to
cook a steak, chef.
So why aren't you
doing it then, Louross?
Come on, baby.
Come on.
f*ck.
Louross, come on.
Come on, Louross.
Plating up now, chef.
We're plating up.
[dramatic music]
Louross, what's up, man?
How come I can't see the nice,
beautiful inside of the beef?
LOUROSS: I like, cut it in half.
Then I just seared it just
to cook it off a little.
No.
See, the correct answer
is you f*cked it up,
you didn't cook it right, and
you're trying to get it by me.
Do you have another one that I
can see a nice, pink center in?
Yes, chef.
Do you have another one with
a nice, pink center in it?
Well, I-- no.
That one won't work?
No, that one's
not going to work.
NARRATOR: With no
steaks ready to serve,
Louross's situation
is looking grim.
f*ck it, send me home.
That's what they're going to do.
NARRATOR: But
Petrozza has a plan.
- This is our chance.
- It's not going to work.
It's not going to work.
Well, this is our only
sh*t that we've got.
We had show the
face of the beef.
So I had to slice
a sliver off it.
I want to get the
f*cking food out.
It's not-- it's f*cked
up already, Petrozza.
He sliced that paper thin.
And I looked at him and
I'm all, are you serious?
And he was all, yeah.
But yeah, do you see
the color on that steak?
It was steak medium well.
How's that one?
Looks like it
f*cking works to me.
OK, Louross,
where's that beef?
Here's the beef.
Come on.
Get the beef.
Much better.
That was the most
ghettoest thing ever
possibly in the kitchen ever.
But it still went out, you know?
I'll do my best, man, for you.
You have--
You do what you got to
do in the kitchen, right?
NARRATOR: With Louross and
Petrozza getting their meat
past chef Scott, more than /
of the diners in Hell's Kitchen
have received their entrees.
And your pizza, ma'am.
NARRATOR: In the red kitchen,
Christina is beginning
to prepare her desserts.
There are four burnt
souffles that f*cking b*rned.
That pus me minutes behind.
- Christina?
Yes, chef?
CHEF RAMSAY: and
desserts away.
Yes, chef.
I'm behind minutes.
- Yeah.
Hurry up, yeah?
That's too long.
Damn it, I need some help.
Jen and I were supposed
to be on dessert.
I'm all by myself.
It was really frustrating.
There was nobody there.
You guys, I'm about to
lose this dessert order
if I don't get a hand, please.
I've got one minute
before this souffle dies.
She completely was about
to have a meltdown over there
on dessert.
That's no one fault but herself.
I'm not personally-- I'm
no one's mother here.
It was up to her
to take initiative.
All right, my souffles
are going to fall and die.
Please.
CHEF RAMSAY: Corey?
- Yes?
CHEF RAMSAY: How
were the desserts?
Let's go.
- Christina, hold on one second.
I'm just trying to get Christina
out of here and letting her,
you know, spoil herself.
I don't even want to help her.
All right, Christina.
Tell me what to do, tell me
what to do, tell me what to do.
Can you make souffle batter?
All right, sugar.
You got sugar?
NARRATOR: With Corey's
reluctant help,
desserts are finally
leaving the red kitchen.
CHEF RAMSAY: Come on.
Go, go, go.
Come on, go.
Two brulee, let's go.
Thank you, Christy.
Yes, chef.
Oh, look at that.
Thank you.
, please.
Let's go.
Two souffle.
NARRATOR: Meanwhile,
after two and a half
hours of dinner service, the men
are finally working together.
We need eight souffles.
We got this, Bobby.
We got this.
Beautiful job
on those souffles.
Thank you.
CHEF RAMSAY: So
let's go, please.
Finally, it's
happening to you.
Yeah, thank you.
CHEF RAMSAY: Let's go, OK.
OK, let's go.
What's next?
This is it, chef.
Good.
Let's go.
That's good.
Oh, this is good for me.
CHEF RAMSAY: Let's go.
Last ticket, yes?
Yes.
That's it, chef.
OK, good.
Come here.
Guys, come here.
Let's go.
[dramatic music]
Right.
Good.
Well done.
That's what it feels like
to complete a service.
[dramatic music]
NARRATOR: For the first
time, these aspiring chefs
have finished a
complete dinner service.
[suspenseful music]
- OK.
Not brilliant, but
tonight we achieved
our first complete service.
Well done.
Thank you, chef.
For me tonight, there was
one person who stood out.
And it was a big surprise.
And that person was Louross.
You were crap.
Your service was deplorable.
Not on it, uninterested,
it was shocking.
That's the biggest
surprise for me.
And hurts more is because
before tonight's service,
you were good.
[dramatic music]
Rosann.
The last three tables we sent
the vegetables out separately.
I didn't want to keep
them waiting any longer.
I've decided tonight
there's no losing team.
Each team, both of you
go back to the dorm
and nominate one of
you for elimination.
[pounding sounds]
Now piss off.
I know I'm safe tonight.
[dramatic music]
Did you guys
make your decision?
I already know who I'm going--
I already got mine.
Even though Louross f*cked
up, I'm saying Matt.
Petrozzy?
No, I'm in, if you to do that.
Bobby wants Matt
gone, but I think
the weakest cook in the
kitchen right now is Louross.
You either go with personality
or straight from the kitchen.
So who do you say?
Louross?
I don't know, man.
If you think that I
should go out on my--
I'm not going to
fight you doing that.
I don't want to go, believe me.
For tonight's service, I
would have to say you, Rosann.
I would pick you tonight
because you didn't seem like you
didn't know your station.
Seriously, mine
is the same thing.
Based on service tonight,
it would have to be Rosann.
Rosann, based upon
service tonight.
[dramatic music]
What do you think?
Louross is in the room.
Why he's not down here?
Who votes Louross?
I do.
Because I'm going
to be honest with you.
If it's not Louross, it's you.
And it shouldn't be me.
Well, I mean, that's just how
the cookie crumbles, you know.
Because it ain't going
to be the three of us.
It ain't going to be me.
I definitely don't deserve
to go home tonight,
and anyone who thinks
I do is an assh*le.
[dramatic music]
I f*cked up.
If anyone's going
to be a man about it
and admit his mistakes,
that's going to be me.
I messed up today on service.
I disappointed myself,
I disappointed my team,
and I disappointed
chef Ramsay and Moes.
I'm not afraid to
admit my mistakes,
but now it's up
to chef to decide.
I really wish that I
could've got you and her
when we were up here, because
I wanted to put Christina up.
I would like to see
Christina go home.
She doesn't say anything
that's valuable or valid.
She just likes to talk
to hear herself talk.
And in a sense, that
kind of drowns me out,
me from saying my valid stuff
and her just saying blah, blah,
blah.
She talk all them talk and it
worth for damn straight up.
She was going f*cking
down in the dessert station.
Christina, she's
awfully high and mighty.
And she thinks she's,
you know, up here.
But she's just like
everybody else,
struggling to get to the top.
If we put
Christina up, there's
a good chance she'll leave.
And that's one annoying
person that I wouldn't
mind losing straight up.
Then I wouldn't feel
bad about it at all.
I'm completely fine with that.
We kind of want to switch
it up at the last minute
to get rid of Christina.
So I think it's going
to end up getting ugly.
I want to send that bitch
home because she's awful.
She's in there.
I don't give a
f*ck where she's at.
I'll tell her in her face.
She talks the talk, but she
don't walk the f*cking walk.
I'm not ready to go home, and
I didn't come out here to lose.
And I definitely came out
here to win this prize.
[dramatic music]
Chris, I changed my mind.
I'm picking you.
Pick We're picking you because
I had a bad night tonight too,
but you were falling
apart in the kitchen.
So that's the decision I make
and they say that they agree.
You agree with that, Shayna?
I-- I--
- It's a yes or no question.
- Yes.
OK, that's four.
Four agree.
I'm feeling really angry.
My teammate just
stabbed me in the back.
Now I don't think I can trust
anybody on the red team,
honestly, nobody but myself.
[dramatic music]
CHEF RAMSAY: OK.
Ben, have you come
to a decision?
Yes, sir.
Who and why, please.
[suspenseful music]
We nominate Louross.
He might be the
weakest one on the team
when it comes to
culinary skill, chef.
Christina, who is it and why?
The team decided
to nominate me, chef.
Say that again.
The team decided
to nominate me, chef.
[dramatic music]
As the weakest cook?
Yes, chef.
Jen, explain.
OK, chef.
She talks the talk, Christina.
You know, she really can
verbalize her words right.
But when it comes to
running a brigade,
you have to be headstrong and
be confident in your work.
I'm finding this
hard to believe.
Are you threatened by
Christina's intelligence?
Right hand to the
Lord, no I'm not
at all threatened by
Christina's intelligence, chef.
I'm not threatened
by anyone here, chef.
I feel that I decide my
fate in Hell's Kitchen.
[dramatic music]
Let me just tell
you something.
That's my f*cking
job, sweetheart.
Here's a question.
Rosann, do you
honestly think you're
a better cook than Christina?
Yes, I do, chef.
Madam, you completely
screwed your team.
OK.
Louross, Christina,
step foward please.
[suspenseful music]
OK, big boy.
Jeff
Why should you stay
inside Hell's Kitchen?
Today I made a
mistake today, chef.
I was on meat station.
I did undercook some meat.
Do you honestly not
know how to cook a steak?
I know how to
cook a steak, chef.
So why aren't you
doing it then, Louross?
LOUROSS: But I did
not give up, chef.
I still kept on
going no matter what.
Are you the worst cook
in the blue kitchen?
No.
Who is?
I would have to say Matt.
- Christina.
- Yes, chef?
Why should you stay
in Hell's Kitchen?
Chef, I believe that I am
detail-oriented, methodical,
intelligent, and hardworking.
I didn't realize
I was a detriment.
Are you the weakest
chef in the kitchen?
I don't believe so.
Who is?
Rosann.
[dramatic music]
OK, time for a decision.
The one person leaving
Hell's Kitchen tonight
has already left the building.
That's Vanessa.
That is my gift to
both teams tonight
for completing a full service.
Now listen to me.
Do not take this for granted.
From this moment
on, all I want now
is a better, complete
dinner service every night.
Is that clear?
Yes, chef.
And remember, this
is Hell's Kitchen.
And it's going to get tougher.
Now piss off and get some sleep.
I get put down and
criticized no matter what.
I may be a small Filipino
man, but you know,
don't underestimate me
because I'm still here.
I'll stand my ground
no matter what.
The longer in this game,
the meaner and more catty
these girls get.
Now I've realized not everyone
is all in for our team,
and those people
will be taken out.
[dramatic music]
NARRATOR: Next time
on "Hell's Kitchen."
It's every chef for himself.
Once they get rid of me and
Louross, they'll turn around
and s*ab Petrozza in the back.
I don't want to
see our team succeed
when all they're going to do
is throw me under the bus.
NARRATOR: The chefs prepare
for a special occasion.
[pop music playing]
It's the first ever Hell's
Kitchen sweet party.
[whistling]
But dinner service is
anything but sweet.
Everywhere chef Ramsay looks--
What is going on?
NARRATOR: From
the blue kitchen--
The halibut's dry.
No, it's not.
I made it f*cking clear.
Do you want to argue now?
NARRATOR: To the red kitchen--
CHEF RAMSAY: No, no, no, no, no.
The beef is raw in the middle.
Leave it and f*ck off.
NARRATOR: To the dining room.
Is this cooked?
Can I have this
cooked a little more?
Thank you.
NARRATOR: Is a disaster.
sh*t.
Minute the steak comes back, now
her mother's food comes back.
Wake up.
Right now, you're a sweet
girl's nightmare, yes?
Useless f*cking.
NARRATOR: And at elimination,
chef Ramsay has a surprise.
[dramatic music]
A new chef joins
one of the teams.
f*ck.
They don't even know what
they just inherited right there.
Whoo.
Now f*ck off, will you?
NARRATOR: You don't want to miss
the most unpredictable "Hell's
Kitchen" yet, next time.
[sound effect]
[sound effect]
[filmrise sound]
NARRATOR: Previously
on "Hell's Kitchen."
We're rolling now.
God damn it, come on.
What are you doing, Craig?
Why you stalling, man?
Ladies, well done.
NARRATOR: The women won
the pasta challenge,
and the men knew
just who to blame.
Every challenge, we always
have an issue with Craig.
You got this f*cking
cockiness about you.
- No, I'm not cocky at all.
- Yes, you are.
Trust me, you are.
NARRATOR: Then at
dinner service.
I'm not asking for a perfect
service, I'm telling you.
NARRATOR: Matt
crashed and b*rned.
They're like ice hockey pucks.
f*cking get out!
NARRATOR: Craig
dared to talk back.
Turn it off right now.
f*cking listen.
Then do it.
NARRATOR: And Ben celebrated
a little too soon.
Six tables entrees to go.
They've got two tables to go.
So think deep and wake up.
NARRATOR: On the red
side, a serious burn took
Vanessa out of the kitchen.
[ambulance siren]
VANESSA: Oil in a saute pan
poured all over my hand.
NARRATOR: But Jen led
the red team to victory.
Well done.
JEN: When we won, I just
wanted to start dancing.
Get in there and help them.
Move!
What do you guys need?
What y'all need?
Jen, stand next to chef Ben.
For me, you know, it's
just embarrassing that chef
called him in to come help.
NARRATOR: Bobby was
the best of the worst.
You made me feel
safe in the kitchen.
Yes, chef.
NARRATOR: And at elimination.
I nominate Craig and Matthew.
[dramatic music]
There's one more person
standing behind you.
I need to hear from him.
And he knows who he is.
Ben, I'm really seriously
disappointed with you.
I know you are, chef.
Jesus Christ.
NARRATOR: But it was Craig
whose dream of working
for chef Ramsay in his
new Los Angeles restaurant
went up in flames.
[dramatic music]
[upbeat music]
And now, the continuation
of "Hell's Kitchen."
[dramatic music]
[groaning]
Something happen up there?
I mean, what the f*ck?
Elimination round is
too dramatic for me, dog.
Thought he was
going to pass out.
Well, why'd you f*ck
up tonight though?
I didn't f*ck up anything.
I did nothing but help.
He never gave me an explanation
while I was up there.
I mean, I'm working hard
and at the end of the day,
all I get is yelled at.
I just don't understand it.
You all right, Vanessa?
What's going on?
What did they say?
I have to go see
a plastic surgeon.
Are you kidding me?
I b*rned myself
during service tonight.
I hope this doesn't
completely destroy
my chances for continuing
in Hell's Kitchen.
[dramatic music]
What a day.
I just think I'm
digging too deep.
They're just letting
it get to me, you know?
Live to fight another day.
This place is harder
than boot camp, huh Bob?
Yeah, man.
Harder than boot camp.
Anybody want a cookie?
I just had some.
[dramatic music]
NARRATOR: As the chefs prepare
for another day in the kitchen,
all hands are on deck--
all but one.
I can't touch anything.
I can't be over in the heat.
I can't get my hands wet.
I can't do anything.
It sucks.
So you want like
this top half braided?
I think Vanessa is a
little frustrated right now
and it's understandable,
you know.
She doesn't want to
let us down, and we
want to help her through this.
I feel like a jackass.
[dramatic music]
Morning, guys.
Good morning, chef.
Vanessa, how are you feeling?
Good, chef.
How's your burn?
I don't know yet.
It's OK though.
Good.
Louross, what did you
think about the first thing
this morning?
What was on your mind?
Game time, chef, game time.
Good.
Now listen up.
A great chef in a
fine dining restaurant
can take something
ordinary and turn it
into something extraordinary.
And charge an
extraordinary price
as well, whether
it's a grilled cheese
sandwich, a burger, or a pizza.
This is my white truffle
pizza for my restaurant
Maze in London.
One white truffle onion
pizza is the value of this.
[dramatic music]
Who would have thought that
a pizza can cost over $ ?
Holy sh*t, $ for a pizza.
I don't even have a
$ pair of shoes.
[chimes]
That is today's challenge.
Each team will present
their very own version
of a fine dining pizza.
Ultimately, I want
something stunning.
Are you ready?
- Yes, chef.
minutes starting from now.
Let's go.
NARRATOR: For this
challenge, chef Ramsay
has assembled over
ingredients for the chefs
to choose from in
making their pizzas.
JEN: We got squid, duck confit.
This is the challenge
I've been waiting
on, where I can really utilize
this crazy mind of mind.
It's like--
[whooshing sound]
There's just so much.
Yeah, look at that.
There are Kobe beef.
Really nice produce.
Baby zucchini.
Heirloom tomatoes,
clams, oysters.
There were sea, sea,
sea, of merchants.
NARRATOR: Each chef will
create one gourmet pizza.
Then each team must
choose one of those pizzas
to present to chef Ramsey.
One each, OK?
Make it happen, gentlemen.
We've got to win this, guys.
Let's celebrate happy.
Guys, everybody should come up
with their own individual idea.
Yeah, can we like
write everything down?
As long as I'm in
the kitchen, then
I'm going to try
to do something.
What are you doing?
I want to do something
like oysters three ways.
CHRISTINA: This was the first
challenge that we were allowed
to sort of do our own thing.
So I am really excited.
What are you doing?
Like an Italian
type pizza with sun
dried tomatoes and
some prosciutto.
NARRATOR: While the women
share ideas and take notes,
the men's style
of communication--
[dramatic music]
- Is someone not using a pan?
That way I could
use it real quick.
NARRATOR: --is a
little different.
Yes, no?
No one talks to each other.
It amazes me.
It's like I'm f*cking
talking and everyone's deaf.
It's sickening.
I'm nauseated.
Who's back left is this?
No one gives a f*ck.
No one answers around here.
That's why we lose, because
no one f*cking communicates.
Shut the f*ck up.
That's a ding-a-ling.
Just shut up, Matt.
Just zip it and do it.
Whatever you
need, call it out.
More chopped basil.
I will not cut off my fingers.
Come on, baby, baby.
Come on, baby, baby.
Come on.
Anybody got
mascarpone cheese out?
That's a good idea
you got working.
This is the b*mb.
How you looking, Bob?
Good, man.
Now you have
minutes to debate
and present me the
ultimate fine dining pizza.
All of the women have finished
their individual pizzas.
Now they must choose one
to represent the team.
Ow, ow, ow.
OK.
I did an oyster three-way
with [inaudible] and chai.
Mine is jalapeno cilantro
marinated grilled shrimp.
What is yours, Vanessa?
Heirloom tomato,
tenderloin, caramelized
onions, and mozzarella.
I can't hold a Kn*fe, but I
did make something beautiful.
So I was hoping that they
would choose my pizza.
This one has a herb
crust with prosciutto.
Then I got a drizzle
balsamic glaze over it.
Let me try it out.
That one's really good.
I'm sorry, but that's good.
I tasted Jen's, bam, that's it.
Chef Ramsay would like that,
and he's all about simplicity.
Yeah, that one is good.
Just This one's
the best, I think.
Thank you, ladies.
I was kind of hoping they'd go
with my pizza, but they didn't.
I am disappointed.
Let's use a little
bit more ingredients.
We need to make it stand out.
Super gourmet.
Super gourmet.
NARRATOR: Having
made their choice,
the women get to work
perfecting Jen's pizza
to present to chef Ramsay.
[dramatic music]
Guys, the girls are done
already tasting their sh*t.
There's only two pizzas here.
I'm getting deeply concerned.
Hey, make way
for my pizza, guys.
[chimes]
Mine is a [italian] stuffed
zucchini flower with buffalo
mozz and a green salsa verde.
[suspenseful music]
Oh.
I took one bite and I just
had no f*cking words for it.
It was quite nasty.
I like this.
What's wrong?
- It's different.
It's very different.
That's f*cking bullshit.
I was sh*t down.
The pizza was
f*cking phenomenal.
f*ck.
[inaudible]
Mine is a classic
American surf and turf
pizza with Kobe beef, shrimp,
topped with the Gorgonzola bleu
cheese.
It was a very tasty
pizza, classic.
You know, that's a type of
pizza that you could have got
$ in a restaurant and
it'd have been flying
out, flying out, flying out.
Here you go, guys.
Taste this one right here.
That's mine.
Yeah.
[inaudible] like that
is just like something
you'd get at like, Pizza Shack.
Oh, your pizza
tastes like as if it
was like, from Pizza Shack?
No, taste it.
That's just mean.
The f*cking piss.
[dramatic music]
Looks good.
Beautiful.
What do we got?
We have duck confit,
chanterelle mushrooms,
white truffles in duck lard on.
OK, Ben.
Let's go with Ben.
All right, we got this.
I didn't realize that
the one that was chosen
was Ben's pizza.
Is this Ben's?
That's mine.
Where's Ben?
I guess Bobby and Ben
basically decided while I
was putting mine together.
- seconds.
- Nice.
CHEF RAMSAY: Nine.
- Come on, guys.
Let's go.
CHEF RAMSAY: Eight.
That's it.
CHEF RAMSAY: Seven, six, five.
Ben, Ben.
CHEF RAMSAY: Four,
three, two, one.
And serve.
[dramatic music]
Thank you.
Your line, please.
[suspenseful music]
Jen, what was your pizza?
JEN: It's called a
little bit of Italy
and a little bit of France.
We have the herb crust.
We put some sliced
prosciutto, some
beautiful sundried tomatoes, and
the fried basil as a garnish.
Wow.
OK.
Ben?
Basically what
I did, you know,
I did a pizza of duck confit.
I did some
chanterelle mushrooms.
I made a caramelized
onion and chevre cream
sauce to go on the bottom.
All the ingredients
stand out on their own.
OK.
[suspenseful music]
I'm nervous.
[suspenseful music]
This is very tight,
very difficult.
[suspenseful music]
Who washed the mushrooms?
I did, chef.
I've got some grit
already in there.
[dramatic sounds]
Ben can't even clean
a mushroom properly.
Some people's cooking
skills, just starting to show
that they don't have any.
You know, when you
crunch, crunch, crunch.
Yes, sir.
However, taste-wise,
they both taste very good.
Oh good, please god.
Congratulations.
[dramatic music]
To the girls.
Well done.
[cheering]
f*ck.
Oh yeah!
Yes, I told you y'all I
was in this to win it.
Do you hear the words that
are coming out of my mouth?
Whoo!
We got it.
Listen.
Ladies, well done.
Thank you, chef.
Really Well done.
Great execution, wonderful
flavor, beautiful.
And the good news is, it's
going on the menu tomorrow
night as a special.
Oh, thank you, chef.
OK.
Ladies, we're going to the
famous restaurant of the home
of the $ hamburger.
It's not in Los Angeles,
it's in Santa Barbara.
So go and get changed.
Our helicopter awaits us.
[shouting]
I have always dreamed
about riding in a helicopter,
and now my dreams are
finally coming true.
[shouting]
Thank you, chef!
Ben.
The pizza was good,
but the mouthful
of dirt on the mushroom
was a disappointment.
BEN: I can't believe
we've lost another one.
You can't win with
dirt in your food.
Sorry to let you down.
You didn't let me down,
you let your team down.
Gentlemen, time for
your punishment.
You're going to be
prepping the pizzas
for tomorrow night's service.
I'm f*cking pissed
right now, dude.
Get out of the
kitchen, get cleaned up.
We're going to move.
Let's go.
I think these pieces
are going to fly.
[upbeat music]
- Y'all wearing dresses today?
Yeah, I shaved yesterday.
NARRATOR: While the women unite
and prepare for their reward,
the men are falling apart.
Even if you don't enjoy
each other's company,
what needs to happen here
needs to be a bond as a team.
Do you feel the bond?
- No, chef.
No.
- Do you feel the bond?
Not as strong as
it could be, chef.
Louross, do you feel the bond?
This team is definitely
not missing talent,
it's missing teamwork.
[sniffing]
Hey, come here, you.
What's the matter?
Huh?
[sniffs] I'm good.
BEN: There's no
need to walk around
like a whiny-assed little punk
bitch, is what he's acting
like with his little mohawk.
Come together as a team.
I think you'll be surprised
at the difference.
Yes, chef.
Thanks, chef.
[dramatic music]
I want to to
f*cking win tomorrow.
I want to taste blood.
I want to taste
their f*cking blood.
Oh yeah.
Whoo!
Yes, chef.
What I have here is a taste of
France and a taste of Italy.
[laughing]
Does anybody want
to talk some sh*t out?
We gotta get the
communication going.
I mean, chef Ramsay
is giving us pearls
of wisdom like
they're coming out
of the Japanese giant oyster.
If you don't listen to
chef Ramsay's advice,
something mentally
wrong with you.
What are we going to do
moving forward to get
communication going between us?
You know what?
I don't know.
OK.
And when we f*cking lose
again, and let's enjoy it.
Matt drives me nuts.
He means well, he's a nice guy,
but he f*cking drives me nuts.
Just make the dough, man.
[dramatic music]
While While the blue team's
communication is stalled,
the red team is
ready for take off.
CHEF RAMSAY: Ladies, look
how glamorous you are.
Lovely.
Up.
One, two.
One, two.
This is my first
time in California
and I cannot wait to
see this beautiful
coastline from up above.
[shouting]
The view from the
helicopter was amazing.
Those gigantic houses
at the Pacific Ocean
doesn't really exist
where I come from.
Square One.
Exciting.
Off you go, ladies.
[upbeat music]
It was kind of a like,
comfortable and cozy
restaurant.
I'm excited that I get to spend
more time with chef Ramsay.
So here's a toast to half
of Italy and half of France.
[laughter]
A little bit of Italy,
a little bit of France.
[laughter]
NARRATOR: While the women enjoy
some private time with Chef
Ramsay, back at Hell's
Kitchen, the men
are finally communicating.
I'm just letting you
know right now, man.
When you tasted my
pizza and you told me
that sh*t tasted
like Pizza Shack.
You know what I'm saying?
That sh*t hurt, kid.
Louross, I want to
be honest with you.
I mean, there's no room for
b*tches in this game right now.
Are you calling me a bitch?
You broke down, dude.
And you broke down
in front of chef.
You don't know what breakdown
is when you see it, bro.
Trust me.
That was just, I'm sick
and tired of this sh*t.
Everybody's sick
and tired of it.
I've been under
the g*n for days.
I should be f*cking crawling
underneath that table
right now, crying.
Want to get grilled
so many times by-- you
going to see me break down.
Oh, you break down, trust me.
It's how it's-- how
it's going to be.
[upbeat music]
- Brought lunch for you.
- Thank you, chef.
Go to it.
I don't even know if
I want to look in there.
It's-- it's hamburger.
It was just a thin-ass burger.
There's no mustard,
no ketchup, just
a thin-ass burger on a bun.
[instrumental music]
This is a land slider.
Japanese Kobe beef with
braised Kobe short ribs
and black truffle frites.
Wonderful.
How about that?
Wow.
Oh my god, the burger was
really, really, really good.
CHEF RAMSAY: Black
truffle fries.
Should we save one for Ben, just
in case he thinks he's the--
[laughter]
To get to sit and relax
and have lunch with chef
and pick his brain was probably
the best part of the reward.
[instrumental music]
[laughing]
Little bit of wine?
[laughing]
[electronic music]
NARRATOR: It's a new
day in Hell's Kitchen,
and there's a lot to be done
to prepare for dinner service.
But for one of the
chefs, the work
is proving to be a challenge.
Watch out for me.
It's really difficult
to not be able to bang
out prep with everybody
else, you know,
to feel so f*cking useless.
And I don't know what
the hell I'm going to do
to get through service tonight.
I would like to talk
to chef about it.
You know, maybe
that would help out.
[dramatic music]
[knocking]
Mm-hmm?
Hi, Vanessa.
VANESSA: Hi, chef.
Sit down, my darling.
How's the burn?
It's a little painful.
Tough when you've got
that kind of obstacle
in front of you.
I don't like
being in the kitchen
and not being able to cook the
way that I'm used to cooking.
And it's k*lling me.
But you still
have every chance
of winning this
competition with that burn.
So the choice is yours to leave
Hell's Kitchen or to stay.
[dramatic music]
I'm not a quitter.
I have fought through a lot
of things in my lifetime,
and I'm not weak.
The decision is
entirely yours.
[dramatic music]
If I can't be--
What a shame.
I respect your decision.
If you'll be so kind to go
and say goodbye to your team,
pack your stuff,
leave Hell's Kitchen.
Yes, chef.
Thanks.
CHEF RAMSAY: Good luck.
Thank you, chef.
CHEF RAMSAY: It's unfortunate
that Vanessa's burn took
her out of the competition.
We'll never, ever know
if she really had what
it takes to win Hell's Kitchen.
[instrumental music]
I'm going to go.
I made my choice.
My team is better off
without me than with me.
Good luck, guys.
I don't know if Vanessa
made the right choice.
She kind of gave up on herself.
I thought she was
a little tougher.
Vanessa, good luck.
Are you quitting?
- I'm leaving, yes.
- Bye, Vanessa.
- Bye, Vanessa.
- Bye, guys.
The Good luck.
VANESSA: I don't consider
myself a failure.
Hell's Kitchen is
an immersion in fire
and it's too much for me.
[dramatic music]
Let's go, red team.
Over here.
Let's go, girls.
NARRATOR: Vanessa's
departure was unexpected,
but it's not the only surprise.
Follow me.
Let's go.
Tonight's special is the winning
pizza from the girl's team.
For the first time
ever in Hell's Kitchen,
we're offering pizza delivery.
Oh, no.
Now look.
Look at that.
Hell's Kitchen pizza
delivery tonight.
JEN: It's a banner
flying all across Los
Angeles advertising my pizza.
That's huge, you know.
That's huge.
Gentlemen, because you
lost the pizza challenge,
you will be delivering
the pizza door to door
in this glorified model.
There you go, the glamorous
pizza delivery van.
[circus music]
CHEF RAMSAY: Looks fantastic.
Thank you, chef.
How exciting is that?
Awesome, chef.
OK, back in the kitchen.
We've got a busy night.
[dramatic music]
Get it cracking.
I got some
blanching water here.
What do you need?
We are one man down, but too
many cooks can crowd the pot.
So I think with
Vanessa out of the way,
it's just going to make
all of us stronger.
NARRATOR: While the
loss of their teammate
has brought the women together--
We're getting there,
we're getting there.
All right, who needs help?
NARRATOR: --over in
the blue kitchen,
the men are still miles apart.
The blue team
now is jacked up.
God freaking help us
tonight because we
need a f*cking miracle.
Jean Philippe,
open Hell's Kitchen.
Let's go.
[bold instrumental music]
[electronic music]
I'm going to have
the watercress soup.
I'm going to do the
roasted filet of beef.
I'm going to have the salmon.
Drop on it.
Come on, let's go.
As soon as he says that
first order, everybody listen.
Say, "Yes, chef"
at the same time.
An order.
Listen up, yes?
- Yes, chef.
- Let's go.
An order for table .
One crab, two
risotto, one scallops.
Entree, one salmon, one beef,
one Wellington, one pizza.
Yes, chef.
CHEF RAMSAY: Good.
Tonight I'm on hot
appetizer station.
I'm just going to blow chef
Ramsay out of the water.
He is just going
to be so impressed.
seconds, ladies.
seconds.
Risotto.
Ready.
Coming up now.
OK, we're up in the window.
CHEF RAMSAY: Good start, ladies.
Great energy, keep it going.
NARRATOR: Jen has sent
out her first appetizers
in record time.
CHEF RAMSAY: Orders, please.
NARRATOR: Meanwhile, the
first calls for pizza delivery
are coming in.
[phone ringing]
Pizza.
Thank you.
WOMAN (ON PHONE): Thank you.
Clearly, somebody
saw the plane.
Ben?
- Yes, chef.
You'll be doing
the home delivery.
Yes, chef.
NARRATOR: Matt is ready with the
blue team's first appetizers.
[dramatic music]
CHEF RAMSAY: Matt, can
I have some decent eggs?
They're like Pamela
Anderson's f*cking implants.
You still serve them to me.
- I won't do it again, chef.
- Come over here.
See, look.
The minute you touch that--
- Yeah.
- Touch it.
You know, he didn't--
eat, eat, eat, eat, eat.
Yeah, there you go.
Chef Ramsay made me eat one
of the eggs, which is fine
with me, anyway.
I like quail eggs.
[chimes]
[dramatic sounds]
You need to start
making these eggs.
I'm working them.
Just broke.
Oh god, guys.
Give me the eggs.
I'll make the eggs.
It was just a mess.
And I'm going to take
leadership of that kitchen
whether they like it or not.
No, give me the eggs.
If Bobby say
give him the eggs,
just give him the eggs, guys.
I had to pick up a
lot of slack tonight.
I'm a four-star general.
You know, this is what I do.
NARRATOR: With Bobby scrambling
to get the eggs under control--
CHEF RAMSAY: Let's go.
Up.
NARRATOR: --the blue
team manages to send
out two tables of appetizers.
Thank you.
Let's go.
NARRATOR: Meanwhile,
the red team has served
appetizers to four tables.
That's amazing.
NARRATOR: And they're ready
to bring their first entrees
to the pass.
Of Let's go.
Beef Wellington.
[dramatic music]
CHEF RAMSAY: Oh,
f*cking old ladies.
Ladies, ladies, ladies,
ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies.
This still is really soft, yeah?
Touch that, yeah.
That feels like it's
f*cking rip-roaring rare.
It's freaking
raw in the middle.
The f*ck the f*cking table.
Guys, Guys, I am
confused right now.
CHEF RAMSAY: We can't
go, Corey, until I've got
the beef and the Wellington.
Why is it so f*cking painful?
I just have a
question real quick.
Do I have to redo this?
Hold on.
Why aren't you asking her?
So then you all look
at me when you should
be looking at each other.
She's asking me, [inaudible]
you two to combine.
Yes, chef.
Get together.
Yes, chef.
To the window, two
Wellingtons, salmon, jandoori.
Thank you.
Yes, chef.
NARRATOR: While the red
team tries to regroup,
Ben tries out a new look.
I was in charge of pizzas.
And you know, when I had to
go take those deliveries,
I had to go.
You know, I'm going to
drive that little freaking
go-cart as fast as she'll go.
[circus music]
Cart was a piece of
sh*t, so it wouldn't
change gears very well.
I didn't know where
the hell I was.
I've never been to LA before.
Does this thing have reverse?
[music playing]
- Hi.
- Hi.
Did you order some pizza?
- I did order pizza.
- All righty.
- OK, thank you.
- All right.
- Thank you very much.
Have a wonderful evening.
NARRATOR: While Ben has finally
succeeded as a delivery boy,
the red team tries again to
deliver their first entrees.
- Nicely cooked.
- Thank you, chef.
Come on, let's go.
Where's the mashed potatoes?
Mashed carrots, where are they?
Coming right behind you, chef.
[dramatic music]
Oh, come on.
Ew, f*cking piss cream.
What is that sh*t?
Oh, sorry.
f*ck off, will you?
Is that how you're going to
f*cking respect these tables?
Absolutely not, chef.
Absolutely not, chef.
I started getting
really f*cking frustrated
because I couldn't catch up.
And I was just like
falling behind.
It was just only getting more
and more hectic from there.
And then when are you going
to think about waking up?
But, hey, soon would
be appreciated, madam.
Yes, chef.
Pathetic.
This is all you do.
Can you stop tapping
and start concentrating?
OK, my mistake, chef.
I'll f*cking
[inaudible] your mistake.
I need the mash and
the carrots now.
Yes, chef.
Mashed carrots now.
I can't go unless
I've got the veg.
What is going on, Rosann?
Oh my god almighty.
It's a f*cking meltdown.
Other way, please.
Oh, f*cking hell.
No salt?
Go, go, go.
Send the vegetables separate.
She gets confused over
a f*cking vegetable.
f*ck off, will you?
f*ck off.
They're gone.
Get away.
The lamb Wellington
is already gone.
f*ck all.
[dramatic music]
Rosann?
Yes, chef?
Not good enough.
[dramatic music]
NARRATOR: It's an hour and
a half into dinner service,
and nearly all the diners
have received appetizers.
But Rosann's breakdown
on the vegetable station
has stalled the red kitchen.
CHEF RAMSAY: Oh my god almighty.
Jen?
- Yes, chef?
Can you get on the
garnish please, yeah?
Now.
Keep it on the fire, Rosann.
NARRATOR: With Jen's
help, the red kitchen
seems to be back on track.
However, in the blue kitchen,
the entrees have hit a snag.
Hey, guys.
Blue, let's come here.
- Chef.
Come on, quickly.
Let's go.
Touch that.
- Still kind of lukewarm, chef.
CHEF RAMSAY: What did
I request, temperature?
Medium well, chef.
CHEF RAMSAY: Get
it back in the pan.
I got this.
I have to do it.
I can cook a steak, you
know what I'm saying?
Well like, what
the hell happened?
CHEF RAMSAY: The pan's
burning, Louross.
It's going to go up in flames.
Charcoal beef.
Do you honestly not know how
to cook a steak medium well?
I know how to
cook a steak, chef.
So why aren't you
doing it then, Louross?
Come on, baby.
Come on.
f*ck.
Louross, come on.
Come on, Louross.
Plating up now, chef.
We're plating up.
[dramatic music]
Louross, what's up, man?
How come I can't see the nice,
beautiful inside of the beef?
LOUROSS: I like, cut it in half.
Then I just seared it just
to cook it off a little.
No.
See, the correct answer
is you f*cked it up,
you didn't cook it right, and
you're trying to get it by me.
Do you have another one that I
can see a nice, pink center in?
Yes, chef.
Do you have another one with
a nice, pink center in it?
Well, I-- no.
That one won't work?
No, that one's
not going to work.
NARRATOR: With no
steaks ready to serve,
Louross's situation
is looking grim.
f*ck it, send me home.
That's what they're going to do.
NARRATOR: But
Petrozza has a plan.
- This is our chance.
- It's not going to work.
It's not going to work.
Well, this is our only
sh*t that we've got.
We had show the
face of the beef.
So I had to slice
a sliver off it.
I want to get the
f*cking food out.
It's not-- it's f*cked
up already, Petrozza.
He sliced that paper thin.
And I looked at him and
I'm all, are you serious?
And he was all, yeah.
But yeah, do you see
the color on that steak?
It was steak medium well.
How's that one?
Looks like it
f*cking works to me.
OK, Louross,
where's that beef?
Here's the beef.
Come on.
Get the beef.
Much better.
That was the most
ghettoest thing ever
possibly in the kitchen ever.
But it still went out, you know?
I'll do my best, man, for you.
You have--
You do what you got to
do in the kitchen, right?
NARRATOR: With Louross and
Petrozza getting their meat
past chef Scott, more than /
of the diners in Hell's Kitchen
have received their entrees.
And your pizza, ma'am.
NARRATOR: In the red kitchen,
Christina is beginning
to prepare her desserts.
There are four burnt
souffles that f*cking b*rned.
That pus me minutes behind.
- Christina?
Yes, chef?
CHEF RAMSAY: and
desserts away.
Yes, chef.
I'm behind minutes.
- Yeah.
Hurry up, yeah?
That's too long.
Damn it, I need some help.
Jen and I were supposed
to be on dessert.
I'm all by myself.
It was really frustrating.
There was nobody there.
You guys, I'm about to
lose this dessert order
if I don't get a hand, please.
I've got one minute
before this souffle dies.
She completely was about
to have a meltdown over there
on dessert.
That's no one fault but herself.
I'm not personally-- I'm
no one's mother here.
It was up to her
to take initiative.
All right, my souffles
are going to fall and die.
Please.
CHEF RAMSAY: Corey?
- Yes?
CHEF RAMSAY: How
were the desserts?
Let's go.
- Christina, hold on one second.
I'm just trying to get Christina
out of here and letting her,
you know, spoil herself.
I don't even want to help her.
All right, Christina.
Tell me what to do, tell me
what to do, tell me what to do.
Can you make souffle batter?
All right, sugar.
You got sugar?
NARRATOR: With Corey's
reluctant help,
desserts are finally
leaving the red kitchen.
CHEF RAMSAY: Come on.
Go, go, go.
Come on, go.
Two brulee, let's go.
Thank you, Christy.
Yes, chef.
Oh, look at that.
Thank you.
, please.
Let's go.
Two souffle.
NARRATOR: Meanwhile,
after two and a half
hours of dinner service, the men
are finally working together.
We need eight souffles.
We got this, Bobby.
We got this.
Beautiful job
on those souffles.
Thank you.
CHEF RAMSAY: So
let's go, please.
Finally, it's
happening to you.
Yeah, thank you.
CHEF RAMSAY: Let's go, OK.
OK, let's go.
What's next?
This is it, chef.
Good.
Let's go.
That's good.
Oh, this is good for me.
CHEF RAMSAY: Let's go.
Last ticket, yes?
Yes.
That's it, chef.
OK, good.
Come here.
Guys, come here.
Let's go.
[dramatic music]
Right.
Good.
Well done.
That's what it feels like
to complete a service.
[dramatic music]
NARRATOR: For the first
time, these aspiring chefs
have finished a
complete dinner service.
[suspenseful music]
- OK.
Not brilliant, but
tonight we achieved
our first complete service.
Well done.
Thank you, chef.
For me tonight, there was
one person who stood out.
And it was a big surprise.
And that person was Louross.
You were crap.
Your service was deplorable.
Not on it, uninterested,
it was shocking.
That's the biggest
surprise for me.
And hurts more is because
before tonight's service,
you were good.
[dramatic music]
Rosann.
The last three tables we sent
the vegetables out separately.
I didn't want to keep
them waiting any longer.
I've decided tonight
there's no losing team.
Each team, both of you
go back to the dorm
and nominate one of
you for elimination.
[pounding sounds]
Now piss off.
I know I'm safe tonight.
[dramatic music]
Did you guys
make your decision?
I already know who I'm going--
I already got mine.
Even though Louross f*cked
up, I'm saying Matt.
Petrozzy?
No, I'm in, if you to do that.
Bobby wants Matt
gone, but I think
the weakest cook in the
kitchen right now is Louross.
You either go with personality
or straight from the kitchen.
So who do you say?
Louross?
I don't know, man.
If you think that I
should go out on my--
I'm not going to
fight you doing that.
I don't want to go, believe me.
For tonight's service, I
would have to say you, Rosann.
I would pick you tonight
because you didn't seem like you
didn't know your station.
Seriously, mine
is the same thing.
Based on service tonight,
it would have to be Rosann.
Rosann, based upon
service tonight.
[dramatic music]
What do you think?
Louross is in the room.
Why he's not down here?
Who votes Louross?
I do.
Because I'm going
to be honest with you.
If it's not Louross, it's you.
And it shouldn't be me.
Well, I mean, that's just how
the cookie crumbles, you know.
Because it ain't going
to be the three of us.
It ain't going to be me.
I definitely don't deserve
to go home tonight,
and anyone who thinks
I do is an assh*le.
[dramatic music]
I f*cked up.
If anyone's going
to be a man about it
and admit his mistakes,
that's going to be me.
I messed up today on service.
I disappointed myself,
I disappointed my team,
and I disappointed
chef Ramsay and Moes.
I'm not afraid to
admit my mistakes,
but now it's up
to chef to decide.
I really wish that I
could've got you and her
when we were up here, because
I wanted to put Christina up.
I would like to see
Christina go home.
She doesn't say anything
that's valuable or valid.
She just likes to talk
to hear herself talk.
And in a sense, that
kind of drowns me out,
me from saying my valid stuff
and her just saying blah, blah,
blah.
She talk all them talk and it
worth for damn straight up.
She was going f*cking
down in the dessert station.
Christina, she's
awfully high and mighty.
And she thinks she's,
you know, up here.
But she's just like
everybody else,
struggling to get to the top.
If we put
Christina up, there's
a good chance she'll leave.
And that's one annoying
person that I wouldn't
mind losing straight up.
Then I wouldn't feel
bad about it at all.
I'm completely fine with that.
We kind of want to switch
it up at the last minute
to get rid of Christina.
So I think it's going
to end up getting ugly.
I want to send that bitch
home because she's awful.
She's in there.
I don't give a
f*ck where she's at.
I'll tell her in her face.
She talks the talk, but she
don't walk the f*cking walk.
I'm not ready to go home, and
I didn't come out here to lose.
And I definitely came out
here to win this prize.
[dramatic music]
Chris, I changed my mind.
I'm picking you.
Pick We're picking you because
I had a bad night tonight too,
but you were falling
apart in the kitchen.
So that's the decision I make
and they say that they agree.
You agree with that, Shayna?
I-- I--
- It's a yes or no question.
- Yes.
OK, that's four.
Four agree.
I'm feeling really angry.
My teammate just
stabbed me in the back.
Now I don't think I can trust
anybody on the red team,
honestly, nobody but myself.
[dramatic music]
CHEF RAMSAY: OK.
Ben, have you come
to a decision?
Yes, sir.
Who and why, please.
[suspenseful music]
We nominate Louross.
He might be the
weakest one on the team
when it comes to
culinary skill, chef.
Christina, who is it and why?
The team decided
to nominate me, chef.
Say that again.
The team decided
to nominate me, chef.
[dramatic music]
As the weakest cook?
Yes, chef.
Jen, explain.
OK, chef.
She talks the talk, Christina.
You know, she really can
verbalize her words right.
But when it comes to
running a brigade,
you have to be headstrong and
be confident in your work.
I'm finding this
hard to believe.
Are you threatened by
Christina's intelligence?
Right hand to the
Lord, no I'm not
at all threatened by
Christina's intelligence, chef.
I'm not threatened
by anyone here, chef.
I feel that I decide my
fate in Hell's Kitchen.
[dramatic music]
Let me just tell
you something.
That's my f*cking
job, sweetheart.
Here's a question.
Rosann, do you
honestly think you're
a better cook than Christina?
Yes, I do, chef.
Madam, you completely
screwed your team.
OK.
Louross, Christina,
step foward please.
[suspenseful music]
OK, big boy.
Jeff
Why should you stay
inside Hell's Kitchen?
Today I made a
mistake today, chef.
I was on meat station.
I did undercook some meat.
Do you honestly not
know how to cook a steak?
I know how to
cook a steak, chef.
So why aren't you
doing it then, Louross?
LOUROSS: But I did
not give up, chef.
I still kept on
going no matter what.
Are you the worst cook
in the blue kitchen?
No.
Who is?
I would have to say Matt.
- Christina.
- Yes, chef?
Why should you stay
in Hell's Kitchen?
Chef, I believe that I am
detail-oriented, methodical,
intelligent, and hardworking.
I didn't realize
I was a detriment.
Are you the weakest
chef in the kitchen?
I don't believe so.
Who is?
Rosann.
[dramatic music]
OK, time for a decision.
The one person leaving
Hell's Kitchen tonight
has already left the building.
That's Vanessa.
That is my gift to
both teams tonight
for completing a full service.
Now listen to me.
Do not take this for granted.
From this moment
on, all I want now
is a better, complete
dinner service every night.
Is that clear?
Yes, chef.
And remember, this
is Hell's Kitchen.
And it's going to get tougher.
Now piss off and get some sleep.
I get put down and
criticized no matter what.
I may be a small Filipino
man, but you know,
don't underestimate me
because I'm still here.
I'll stand my ground
no matter what.
The longer in this game,
the meaner and more catty
these girls get.
Now I've realized not everyone
is all in for our team,
and those people
will be taken out.
[dramatic music]
NARRATOR: Next time
on "Hell's Kitchen."
It's every chef for himself.
Once they get rid of me and
Louross, they'll turn around
and s*ab Petrozza in the back.
I don't want to
see our team succeed
when all they're going to do
is throw me under the bus.
NARRATOR: The chefs prepare
for a special occasion.
[pop music playing]
It's the first ever Hell's
Kitchen sweet party.
[whistling]
But dinner service is
anything but sweet.
Everywhere chef Ramsay looks--
What is going on?
NARRATOR: From
the blue kitchen--
The halibut's dry.
No, it's not.
I made it f*cking clear.
Do you want to argue now?
NARRATOR: To the red kitchen--
CHEF RAMSAY: No, no, no, no, no.
The beef is raw in the middle.
Leave it and f*ck off.
NARRATOR: To the dining room.
Is this cooked?
Can I have this
cooked a little more?
Thank you.
NARRATOR: Is a disaster.
sh*t.
Minute the steak comes back, now
her mother's food comes back.
Wake up.
Right now, you're a sweet
girl's nightmare, yes?
Useless f*cking.
NARRATOR: And at elimination,
chef Ramsay has a surprise.
[dramatic music]
A new chef joins
one of the teams.
f*ck.
They don't even know what
they just inherited right there.
Whoo.
Now f*ck off, will you?
NARRATOR: You don't want to miss
the most unpredictable "Hell's
Kitchen" yet, next time.
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