06x05 - 12 Chefs Compete

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NARRATOR: Previously

on "Hell's Kitchen."

Failure is not an option.

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

Come on.

NARRATOR: A weak performance

by Robert and Jim--

Oh.

Come on.

You produce nothing.

NARRATOR: --cause the blue team

to lose the sausage challenge.

Embarrassing.

NARRATOR: Robert's frustration--

You better watch your

mother f*cking mouth.

NARRATOR: --had him

mixing it up with Kevin.

[chattering]

- What did I say to ?

I'm done with this sh*t.

NARRATOR: Which led

to a total meltdown.

Who has time with

this f*cking sh*t.

Just keep it together, y'all.

NARRATOR: After injuring

his arm the week before--

I am in so much

pain right now.

NARRATOR: Dave got bad

news from the doctor.

DOCTOR (ON PHONE): David,

you have a fracture.

NARRATOR: But after a heart

to heart with Chef Ramsay--

I'm so committed to working

for you, nothing could stop me.

NARRATOR: --Dave

decided to courageously

fight through the pain and

stay in the competition--

MAN: Keep it up, Dave.

You're doing great.

NARRATOR: --keeping his

dream of becoming head chef

at Araxi Restaurant

and Bar in Whistler,

British Columbia alive.

At dinner service,

in the blue kitchen,

Andy's inability to cook meat--

Hey, look.

There you go.

That's the Araxi Restaurant

in Whistler, yes?

f*ck off, will you?

NARRATOR: --nearly cost

the men the victory.

Put a little lamb into it.

Hurry

NARRATOR: Up.

In the red kitchen, Tek's

over-seasoned appetizers--

I felt like I was a cow,

and I went over the Salt Lake,

and I went [slurping]

NARRATOR: --and Lovely's

unseasoned sides--

There's no care.

No salt, no pepper, no taste.

NARRATOR: --kept the women

winless at dinner service.

You lost.

NARRATOR: Sabrina had her

best performance yet--

I'm the best of the worst.

NARRATOR: And she

chose to nominate--

Tek.

NARRATOR: And--

Lovely.

NARRATOR: --for elimination.

Let's be honest.

You both were crap.

NARRATOR: Chef Ramsay

said goodbye to--

Lovely, take your jacket off

and leave "Hell's Kitchen."

CHEF RAMSAY: If people were

named for their cooking,

her name wouldn't be Lovely.

It would be useless.

[theme music]

NARRATOR: And now, the

continuation of "Hell's

Kitchen."

I was on the chopping block

for the first time ever.

Yeah, I mean, like, I know

I f*cked up the first table,

but--

It's just frustrating

because I clearly can cook,

and I'm not used to

being counted out.

I might need a

chicken pot pie.

Do we have any of those.

Yeah, in the freezer.

Yes, thank you.

I feel like I am definitely

at a disadvantage.

I don't have a thumb on

my left hand to work with.

It's completely, uh, immobile.

Are you all right, Dave?

No, I'm OK.

Even though I have one arm,

I'm not out of this game.

I'm here to win,

and nothing else.

Do you want me to

hold that for you?

No, I have to be able

to like, do things myself.

[crashing]

[laughing]

DAVE: Dude.

NARRATOR: As a new day

dawns in "Hell's Kitchen,"

the teams prepare to face

their next challenge.

[grunting]

[shouting]

And And this morning,

they will not

only have to

impress Chef Ramsay,

but his special guest as well.

This is Mrs. Latasha James.

- Hello.

- Hi.

Hello.

Latasha's husband is

Staff Sergeant Otis James,

United States Marine Corps.

He just finished a -month

tour of duty in Iraq.

He literally just flew

in from Iraq last night.

Daddy.

CHEF RAMSAY: His

wife and children

were there to welcome him home.

Now, tomorrow

night, we are going

to be hosting the most amazing

welcome home surprise party

for Staff Sergeant Otis James.

ALL: Yes, Chef.

Hell, yeah.

I love Marines.

It's going to be such an

honor cooking for this guy.

Hoo-rah, you know?

CHEF RAMSAY: Now, this

is your next challenge.

Each team will come up with

one stunning appetizer, two

stunning entrees,

and then Latasha

and I will be

tasting those dishes.

Robert and Suzanne?

Yes, chef.

Step into my office.

Both of you.

Let's go.

NARRATOR: As part of a

tasting menu challenge,

Chef Ramsay will also be

testing how well the chefs

listen and communicate.

Robert and Suzanne

must learn Staff

Sergeant James'

likes and dislikes

and convey those to their teams.

My husband is a

big seafood fan.

OK.

He loves shrimp

and baked potatoes.

Do you and your husband

enjoy like, southern cooking?

Mm-hm.

What I was hearing

was soul food.

I'm like, baby, I could

kiss you right now.

That's my bag, man.

Mwah.

- All right.

If you had to name

maybe your favorite dish

that you absolutely can't

live without at this part,

what would it be?

Grilled lobster tail.

OK, great.

And you guys are,

obviously, dainty eaters,

or like, you like to get down?

We like to get down.

We do.

All right.

Any other questions.

Um, I'm good.

Robert?

Oh, I'm going to

have fun with this.

Latasha, please join

us in the dining room.

Thank you.

When we talked to Latasha I

automatically started thinking

about dishes that I know.

This is a great opportunity

for me to showcase my talent.

OK.

Suzanna, Robert,

make sure and debrief

your teams properly with

that valuable information

that Latasha--

has just shared with you.

Are we ready?

ALL: Yes, chef.

minutes from now.

Let's go.

In the kitchen.

Listen, guys.

He likes steak, grilled shrimp.

He likes lobster.

NARRATOR: Both

teams must come up

with a tasting menu

consisting of one

appetizer and two entrees.

The winning team's

dishes will be

served at the homecoming party.

Now, it is up to Suzanne--

Look for lobster.

Look for catfish.

No.

NARRATOR: --and Robert--

He wants beef, surf and turf.

Fried catfish.

There you go.

NARRATOR: --to convey the

guest of honor's preferences.

Listen, guys.

Twice baked potato.

Lots of bacon.

Lots of cheese.

Yeah, but we don't have

time to bake a potato.

Do twice baked mash.

Let's hook them up.

I got the sour cream.

I got the mash going.

And you're doing

an app, right?

I got a nice seafood

with potato, tomato, spicy.

It's kind of like

a bouillabaisse.

Robert gave us a

clear cut direction.

Country style.

We all picked a task,

and we all ran with it.

He was directing, but

he wasn't dictating.

That was perfect.

Make it awesome.

Make it awesome.

f*ck yeah, man.

NARRATOR: While Robert

has a collaborative style

of leadership, Suzanne--

Somebody put potatoes on?

No asparagus.

NARRATOR: --takes a

different approach.

All right.

So chopped rosemary,

olive oil goes on there.

Salt and pepper.

What kind of sauce do

we want for the steak?

I don't know if

they're into sauce.

No sauce at all?

No like, crab sauce?

Nothing?

No, they're not

really into that.

Maybe like, a jambalaya

sauce or something?

SUZANNE: No, that's

not what we're doing.

What does he like?

Suzanne never once

actually communicated

what it was that Staff

Sergeant James liked.

We weren't on nobody's

agenda but Suzanne's.

Come over here.

You need to saute the

bacon and then toss

the spinach in and hold it.

Suzanne,

minutes to go, yes?

minutes, chef.

Let's go.

You know, I just came

up with the structure,

and then all they had

to do was execute it.

It was a good system.

Robert, keep pushing it, yes?

Yes, chef.

How's them greens, good?

Make you want

to slap yo' mama.

Suzanne, last five.

- Five minutes.

- Let's go.

SUZANNE: Does everybody

feel good with this menu?

Five minutes left.

Suzanne, it's five minutes left.

Why are you asking me now

how I feel about the menu?

Three and a half

minutes on the clock.

Let's go.

- OK, guys.

I'm going to start

plating up soon.

Do you have a

doily or something?

Grilled lobster, good.

Or not doing grilled.

Baked.

Anyone seen a doily?

Suzanne?

I'm putting more

tarragon in it.

Way better.

seconds left.

Do you think it

needs to go on a doily?

Hurry, hurry.

Plate this food.

CHEF RAMSAY: Five, four,

three, two one, stop.

All of you, come here.

ARIEL: I'm worried

that this menu doesn't

have enough oomph to it.

But Suzanne was upstairs,

so I have to trust her.

OK.

Appetizers first.

All right.

Ariel.

Latasha, we have

here today a Caesar

style salad with baked prawns.

Mm.

Excellent.

Mm.

That's good.

He would like that.

CHEF RAMSAY: Very good.

Now this is Kevin.

Please explain, please.

We have a spicy

seafood-style bouillabaisse.

Oh, yes.

That is good.

He would really like that.

- OK.

Two great appetizers.

Would you prefer red

or blue, Latasha?

Wow.

I would have to

go with the salad.

Yes.

CHEF RAMSAY: Ladies, one-nil.

Well done.

You know what?

You give a woman a salad,

she's going to pick it

nine out of times.

Whatever.

Move on.

All right.

Andy and Amanda.

We have a bacon-wrapped

filet with some grilled shrimp.

From my perspective, the

girls' dish looked like sh*t.

Bacon was all falling off.

That's good.

I'm sure it tasted good,

but it didn't look that good.

OK.

Andy.

This is a four cheese

macaroni, stewed collards,

and a buttermilk fried catfish.

Wow.

That sounds good.

Macaroni and cheese

is so played out.

I mean, come on.

That's really, really good.

CHEF RAMSAY: Which

one of these would

you like to see on the menu?

One from the red team, or

is it from the blue team?

Hands down, blue.

CHEF RAMSAY: Excellent.

Well done.

One point for the men.

We have a tie of one each.

OK.

Suzanne and Robert.

NARRATOR: With the score tied,

it all comes down to the team

leaders, Suzanne and Robert.

Wow.

Suzanne.

We have a broiled lobster

tail for you today with

a seafood [inaudible]

pasta with a light

white wine seafood sauce.

All right.

Sounds good.

Good.

Oh, that is very good.

Oh, we got this in the bag.

This is awesome.

And Robert, please.

Sure, this is a bone-in

New York strip that is Cajun

rubbed, served with a

twice baked potato mash

and a grilled lobster tail.

Wow.

You grilled it.

Yeah.

That is something big for him.

Grilled.

Didn't you pay

attention, Suzanne?

Grilled lobster tail.

You understand what I'm saying?

Very delicious.

CHEF RAMSAY: OK.

Now, the tough call.

I mean, two great dishes.

Which one would you prefer

on the menu tomorrow night

at such a significant dinner?

Is it from the red team, or is

it from the blue team, Latasha?

I'm going to have to

go with the fellows.

[cheering]

Woo.

Big Daddy's back.

Good job.

Good job.

Latasha, thank

you, my darling.

Thank you.

I look forward to

seeing you tomorrow.

Yes?

Thank you so much.

OK.

Thank you.

I hate losing.

I'm so pissed off

that if I didn't

think I would have

to pay for it,

I'd be breaking sh*t right now.

OK.

Men, you are going to be

fighter pilots for the day.

You're going to be

onboard a real fighter

jet doing maneuvers,

acrobats, experiencing

a thrill of a lifetime.

Ever since I was a little boy,

I wanted to be a fighter pilot.

Today, kids, dreams come true.

Now, , ladies you

will be redecorating

this whole dining room

ahead of this special event.

Yes?

Yes, chef.

I hate losing.

OK.

Gents, go upstairs.

Get ready.

I'll call you when I need you.

Off you go.

Thank you, chef.

Yo, country boy.

[inaudible] country.

This is disappointment

at Suzanne time.

Suzy didn't communicate

key words to us that would

have been important to our win.

We never heard the

word soul food.

That would have taken

our dishes in a totally

different direction.

I don't understand why

this has all come down on me.

We all made good dishes.

We all made everything

that she wanted.

She's upstairs,

extremely pissed right now.

SABRINA: Tennille really

wanted to do some soul food.

Maybe like, a jambalaya

sauce or something?

No, that's not

what we're doing.

Suzanne squashed Tennille's

idea like a little bug.

So I don't blame

her for being mad.

I'm a little upset myself.

I said, well, I can make a

jambalaya sauce for the pasta.

But I think that my

pasta was just fine.

OK.

But how do you

know that my pasta

wouldn't have been outstanding?

It wasn't your boat

to drive completely.

Man, if Suzanne doesn't

know that she screwed

this one for us, she's crazy.

NARRATOR: While, the women

are hung up on their loss,

the men that gear

up for their reward.

This is a chance

of a lifetime,

to go up in a fighter jet.

This is going to be a

really great experience.

We're stoked.

We're pumped.

We jump out, there's

airplanes everywhere.

Gonna do some flips.

We felt the need for

speed today, baby.

NARRATOR: As the men

prepare for takeoff,

Chef Ramsay prepares the red

team for their punishment,

decorating Hell's Kitchen for

the hero's surprise party.

OK.

There's only one person I could

trust to coordinate this event.

My wife, Tana.

Hi, darling.

How are you?

Good to see you.

Mwah.

Dang.

For someone so mean

like Chef Ramsay,

he sure can snag a

good looking wife.

Right.

So, listen carefully

and work hard.

Is that clear?

- Yes, chef.

- Good.

Good luck.

OK.

So the first thing to do.

We've got the bunting.

Just make sure that each side

is at exactly the same place

so it mirrors each side.

Keeping it really

simple, but precise.

Really, really precise.

OK?

- OK.

Yeah.

This is definitely

Chef Ramsay's wife.

And then we got the fun bits.

We come here, and on the

trolley here, you can see

we have all the centerpieces.

So you put the centerpiece here,

and then you put the ribbons,

which are on the end of the

trolley, and one of each color

all the way around.

It's not too much

clutter on the table.

We have a long day

of work ahead of us.

NARRATOR: The women's day

is looking less than rosy.

But for the men, it's

nothing but blue skies.

MAN: Yeah!

[laughing] Awesome brother.

We get up there, and the

pilot's showing you what to do.

And then he goes, you got it.

And then he just sits back,

and you're going, holy sh*t.

I'm flying this friggin plane.

[laughing]

We fly up in formation.

Nice and slow, with

everything smooth.

And then it's just a

one on one dog fight.

All right, Ben.

Here I go.

What happens is you're

coming at each other,

and you both go up.

So he got away [inaudible].

See him over there?

ANDY: And you try to cut

around and behind them.

ANDY: And then we pull out, and

we come back and circle around.

All right, Jim.

Here I come for you.

MAN: All right.

Nice sh*t.

[laughing]

That was f*cking awesome.

MAN: Nice work, men.

NARRATOR: While the fun for

the men comes to an end,

for the women, it's

just beginning.

(HIGH PITCHED VOICE) Hurry up.

When I saw that helium

t*nk, I was like, yeah,

we could have some fun.

Suzanna.

You be careful, lady.

I gave up helium

when I was about five.

That stuff's no good for you.

Do Chef Ramsay.

(HIGH PITCHED VOICE)

What are you trying to do?

k*ll someone?

[laughing]

There you go.

[popping]

[laughing]

Yeah, boy.

[laughing]

Yo, we was doing

flips and sh*t.

They walked in, their swagger.

Hey, doing loop di loops.

(HIGH PITCHED VOICE) We hope

you had a really bad time.

Boys, you got nothing on

Tom Cruise or Val Kilmer.

You guys are dorks.

Everything we did today,

we can just [inaudible]..

It's awesome, dude.

The pressure is gone.

The game plan is

just to kick ass

and keep this momentum rolling.

We're going to just crush them.

Good morning,Chef.

Good morning, Chef.

NARRATOR: Tonight

is Staff Sergeant

James's homecoming party, and

the red team is on a mission.

The girls have not won

a dinner service yet.

Tonight's the night, baby.

Tonight's the nice night.

NARRATOR: For this

special event,

the menu will feature

the blue team's dishes.

Are we making this

cheesy garlic bread?

You just have to find out

those recipes from, um, Robert.

NARRATOR: So the women will

have to rely on the men

to teach them the recipes.

We gotta rock this

out today, boys.

Damn sure don't want them

b*ating us with our menu.

It really is important that

the blue team bury the girls.

What the f*ck did

you put in there?

What do you mean?

What are all

those little specks?

The blue team will do

whatever it takes to win.

What about the collard greens?

I didn't do that, so

you're gonna want to talk

to those guys about that, OK?

It's the guys' menu.

We got to go talk to the guys

every time we do something.

But they will not offer

up complete information.

Suzanne, did

Kevin talk anything

about like, tail on on the

shrimp at all, or tail off?

No.

I have no doubt the blue

team is sabotaging us.

Guys, I'm very worried

that everybody doesn't

know what they're doing.

- I'm a little worried too.

This is crap, man.

Cut throat bullshit.

You want to make it count.

Yes?

[inaudible]

The little blue team set

us up for getting our asses

kicked by Chef

Ramsay later tonight.

We got this, baby.

We got this.

Which isn't going to happen.

We're going to get it right,

and we're going to win.

Right.

Are you ready?

NARRATOR: Hell's Kitchen is

moments away from opening.

Let's go, yes?

NARRATOR: Tensions are

high, and Chef Ramsay

has a piece of advice to

help the teams succeed.

Right.

One pivotal word that's

tonight's service is

going to hinge on is teamwork.

What is it?

ALL: Teamwork.

I can't hear you.

ALL: Teamwork.

This is an important service.

This guys is coming

back from Iraq.

We gotta bring it.

JP, open Hell's

Kitchen, please.

NARRATOR: Tonight's special

menu features the Guest

of Honor's favorite

foods, including

stuffed mushrooms,

fried catfish,

and a grilled surf and turf.

I have the stuffed

portobello mushroom.

NARRATOR: He has no idea

that friends and family

he hasn't seen in

more than two years

are here in Hell's Kitchen.

OK, everyone.

He's just outside.

We need absolute silence.

[cheering]

That was super emotional.

Seeing him come in

was just special.

He looked very surprised.

I got a little teary

eyed during that.

On behalf of all of us

here in Hell's Kitchen,

it's an absolute honor

to welcome you here.

Cheers.

Excellent.

[applause]

Now, look around.

Clearly, this room is filled

with friends and family.

But we do have

one more surprise.

This party would not be

complete without a VIP guest.

You haven't seen this

individual in years.

Please welcome your mom.

[applause]

Oh, baby.

Seeing his oldest boy.

You just saw how proud he was.

His dad's a hero.

Here we go, guys.

Yes, you won the challenge.

You get the privilege of cooking

for Staff Sergeant Otis James.

Table six.

[inaudible] start with

three shrimp cocktail.

Entree, three cheeseburger,

four New York strip.

Get them on now.

ALL: Yes, chef.

Four salad, three shrimp.

We got five minutes.

Five minutes.

We got it.

I'm ready to take

it to the house.

Make sure this marine

has a good homecoming.

Four Caesar.

Where's the chicken?

Right here, chef.

Serve this, please.

Keep it going, yes?

It was so zen-like for me.

It was just like,

flowing really good.

And I really felt we were

just working as a team.

NARRATOR: Van and

Andy are advancing

quickly on appetizers.

Meanwhile, in the red kitchen,

Sabrina is on the front line.

Mushrooms are in?

Mushrooms are in, Chef.

Where's the Caesar salad?

- Right here, Chef.

- Right here.

Give me the mushroom.

I need one more.

Yes, it's coming chef.

Now.

- Where's the other mushroom?

- Coming now.

Oh, come on.

Send it.

Come back for that, yeah?

Service, please.

Table nine.

Two mushroom, one Caesar.

Come back for the mushroom, yes?

Let's go.

Where's the mushroom?

- Come on.

Where's my mushrooms?

- Coming.

Right here .

f*ck off, will you?

sh*t.

f*cking stone cold.

What are you doing?

Just touch that there.

Touch.

No, really?

f*ck.

Yes, chef.

Oopsie doopsie.

So send the other two then.

Any ideas now?

Where's Waldo?

You really making

me look stupid now.

I f*cking trusted you,

then, for one second.

Yes, Chef.

I turn my back,

and I get screwed.

Yes, Chef.

Two f*cking piping hot

mushrooms, one stone cold.

sh*t.

One mushroom in the oven chef.

That's just not a good start.

We haven't won a dinner service,

so we can't lose anymore.

One mushroom coming now, Chef.

Where's the mushroom?

Right here, Chef.

Thank you very much.

NARRATOR: The women have finally

managed to serve appetizers

to their first table.

NARRATOR: Meanwhile,

in the blue kitchen--

I am down to my last two here.

NARRATOR: --the men--

Service table three, please.

NARRATOR: --have completed

all of their appetizers.

- That's it.

- That's it?

- Board is clear.

- OK.

Great.

Because we're done here.

NARRATOR: With the blue diners

enjoying their first course--

Delicious.

NARRATOR: --it's now up to

Jim on the grill station

to keep up the momentum.

Listen up, New York Strip,

two medium well, two well done.

ALL: Yes, Chef.

Let's go.

Hey, Jim, make sure you're

keeping a count on your steaks.

It's a lot more popular than

we thought it was going to.

Yes, chef.

After that, five New

York Strip, one rare.

Four normal.

As soon as the

first four steaks

came in and then another five,

behind that I went, so this is

the game we're playing tonight.

It's Steak-O-Rama here

in Hell's Kitchen.

So I'm going to try to

be your backup [inaudible]..

Yeah.

All the tickets are coming in,

and Jim's getting just bombed.

I'm a little bit worried right.

Now but I will bail him out

because I'm the f*cking man.

Hey, five New York strip.

How long?

Jim doesn't even answer me.

Who's counting it down, Jim?

Five minutes, chef.

Five minutes.

Jim.

Jim.

Have you switched off?

No, I have not switched off.

So what's going next?

Right now is one rare, four--

Hey, Van.

Van-- no, stop.

You'll burn someone.

What is it?

Tell me quickly.

He's not looking.

Four mid-rare, one rare.

When people get all

f*cked up like that,

it's cool, because

I sit back because I

know I can bail him out.

So it makes me look like a hero.

Kevin.

Yes, chef?

Can you tell Jim

what's going next?

I just did, Chef.

Thank you very much.

This is fun.

Staff Sergeant James, come on.

Yes, Chef.

Mid-wells.

Mid-wells.

CHEF RAMSAY: Three

cheeseburger first, yes?

Staff Sergeant James.

Serve this, please.

That steak is good.

Mm.

NARRATOR: The guest of honor

is pleased with his meal.

In the red kitchen--

Serve this, please.

NARRATOR: --Sabrina

and Amanda have finally

completed their appetizers.

You're so awesome.

NARRATOR: Now the pressure is

on Tek on the grill station

to get out the entrees.

Five New York

strop, one chicken.

ALL: Yes, Chef.

Louder.

ALL: Yes, Chef.

- Let's go.

You need to organize

them a little bit

better so we can get more on.

I know.

I'm going to.

Just chill for a second.

This is my station, and

I know what I'm doing.

So back off.

Stand by, yes?

A white [inaudible],, five

New York strip, one chicken.

She's not even answering me.

Got a strip coming up now.

No one's got my back here.

Five strip, one

chicken, walking up now.

Let's go then.

Where's the strip?

Five orders.

f*ck off, Tek.

Tek.

That's f*cking-- that's

still blue in there.

Yeah, just touch

that on top there.

Touch.

Come on.

Touch it, Suzanna.

Touch.

Get it back in the oven now.

Fingers are going

right through.

It's blue.

Do you have room to

start grilling up more.

Yeah, I will, in one second.

These are flatter, OK?

These are thinner.

There were like five people

working a one person station.

Like, I know how to cook.

I'm not a f*cking dumb-ass.

Unfortunately, there

aren't numerous hot places

on the grill.

- OK.

Mark 'em and throw

them in the oven.

I got a degree

oven back here.

You can't rely on that grill

to cook your food for you.

The grill has a

purpose in that moment,

and that purpose is

to mark your food,

and then you finish

it in the oven.

Where's the steaks?

Coming up withe steaks.

Now they're burnt.

I am f*cking so upset.

That's nice and cooked.

That's nice and cooked.

And what are they for?

They're black.

How can I serve that and

that on the same table, Tek?

Sorry, Chef.

I'm so embarrassed.

What's the matter

with you, Madam.

Have the dining room

have got their entrees.

Your half is standing staring.

Tek talks more of a game,

but if she can't back it up,

she's going home.

This week [inaudible]

for you, madam.

Hey, madam, this is f*cking

serious, and you're sh*t.

This is [inaudible]

get out of my sight.

Come on.

Jesus.

All Tek to do

was mark the steaks

and throw them in

the oven real quick.

Listen.

Listen.

Tek, how long is that

steak going to take?

Two minutes in the convection.

- How long?

- Two minutes.

Two minutes.

Start cooking all those meats.

Cook it, cook it, cook it.

Dude, make sure this

side doesn't get burnt.

When there's nine people like,

yelling and grabbing things,

it's hard to

maintain your focus.

And it's just frustrating.

NARRATOR: While the women try to

move Tek and her steaks along,

the men are successfully

sending out entrees.

Two chicken, one penne.

NARRATOR: But one member of

the blue team is still worried.

Dave, you got

to get them going

now, in a pan in the oven.

I am a little concerned

for Dave and his hand.

Can I pop them off for you?

No, dude, it's chill.

I got it.

Jesus.

You're freaking me out, Andy.

All right, dude.

Relax.

No, like, I appreciate

your help, but--

All right.

Got it.

I got it.

- You what I'm saying?

I have my routine.

Resume

Get the f*ck off

my station, dude.

Because I know what I'm doing.

Once I start f*cking up,

then you can get on my balls.

NARRATOR: With Dave

single-handedly delivering

another entree to the pass--

Amazing, amazing, amazing.

NARRATOR: --diners on the blue

side are enjoying their food.

It's good.

NARRATOR: Meanwhile, not a

single diner on the red side

has received an entree.

I just wish I was

over there, because they

got their food already.

- Come on.

You got to hurry up, ladies.

Yeah?

Yes, chef.

Can we get one burger out?

Tek, what's going?

Five New York strips.

I got the burger

working right now, chef.

Have the cheeseburgers

just gone on?

Yes, Chef.

Oh, f*ck off.

Dear god, she's a mess.

Tek, come here, you.

Yes, Chef?

Come here.

What are you doing?

You're not even with me.

Yes, I am, Chef.

I didn't hear the burger order.

I'm sorry.

- Get it out.

Yes, Chef.

I will get it out right now.

Thank you, Chef.

Come on, guys.

I got this.

I got this.

I really can't believe

this is happening.

We haven't sent out anything.

Tek, do something.

NARRATOR: While Tech starts

over on the first entrees,

in the blue kitchen, it's

Jim who's getting grilled.

Hey Jim, touch it

with your fingers.

You've got control

with your fingers.

- Yes, Chef.

- There, touch.

There we go.

They're ready.

When you got a tong and you're

stabbing it, stabbing it,

stabbing it.

You don't perform an

appendicitis, you f*ck.

Yes, Chef.

I'm going to go

up with steaks.

Can I go?

There's one saving grace

there tonight, that f*cking

Kevin's standing behind him.

- Right behind you.

Right behind you.

Coming down, gentlemen.

Chef Ramsay seems

to pick on Jim,

but I think Jim did a great job.

Guys, I need drawn butter.

- Behind, behind, behind.

- Too much, too much.

I got 'em.

- Right behind.

Come on, come on,

come on, come on.

I was already on it.

Already doing it.

Catfish garnish, let's go.

I had my station

under control,

but I was being

shortchanged on the credit.

Steaks right now.

Right now.

Because Kevin likes

to look like Superman.

- Last ticket.

- Going to the pass.

Let me take it.

NARRATOR: With Kevin's help,

Jim manages to send out

the blue team's final entree.

I got the grill off, guys, OK?

Hey, guys, I need

dessert plates.

In the red kitchen,

Tek's first entrees

are finally ready to go.

Let's go.

NARRATOR: But a crucial

element of he surf and turf--

Where's the lobster?

NARRATOR: --is

missing in action.

Where's the lobster?

Right here, Chef.

I saw Tek in a panic,

so I just took over.

I just wanted to

get the food out.

Come on.

This is not possible.

Come here.

All of you, come here.

Whatever it is,

it's not my fault.

This is not f*cking possible.

This cannot be true.

What is that there?

What is that there?

What is that?

This is--

That is f*cking raw.

Raw.

Come on, Amanda.

All you had to do was put

the lobster on the grill,

make sure it didn't char,

baste it, and send it up.

That's all you had to deal.

It's a f*cking

restaurant, not a sushi bar.

How can you get confused with

raw f*cking grilled lobster.

I don't know where

to go, I can't even

turn around and look

in the dining room,

I'm so f*cking embarrassed.

This is still first table.

That's their last.

f*ck off.

We haven't sent an entree out.

NARRATOR: It's an

hour and a half

into the homecoming

party, and unbelievably,

none of the red diners--

Yeah, but we're

not getting served.

NARRATOR: --have

received an entree.

Stupid cows.

Oh, f*cking hell.

Hey, have you finished?

- Dessert, Chef.

- Desserts.

Kevin, stay on desserts.

All of you, come in here.

Yes, Chef.

Hey, guys, get on a

section, will you, please?

Yes.

Oh.

Add insult to injury,

rub salt in wound.

What just happened?

Away now.

Two penne, three New York

strip, two chicken, one catfish.

ALL: Yes, Chef.

[shouting] Yeah, boys.

That's right.

I can hear it.

It's them b*tches crying.

Do you need anything?

No, I'm good.

JIM: There was just scraps

of meat just everywhere.

It was a kitchen-pocalypse,

like a hand grenade

went off in a cow's ass.

Normal, medium, well done.

Yeah?

Let's go.

NARRATOR: Now that the men have

taken over the red kitchen,

entrees are finally making their

way out to the dining room.

[cheering]

Your mac and cheese

needs two minutes.

The girls team had a complete

collapse of the system.

Last ticket.

Let's go.

Serve this, please.

We went over, put a

bow on it, and that's it.

NARRATOR: With

Kevin finishing up

desserts for the blue kitchen

and the rest of them men

completing the red

team's tickets--

We need lobster, guys.

NARRATOR: --the entire dining

room has finally been served.

Gentlemen, Thank you.

f*ck off to your kitchen.

ALL: Yes, Chef.

- Ladies?

ALL: Yes, Chef?

That was no f*cking

hero's welcome.

That was pathetic at its best.

Yes, Chef.

Clear down.

Oh, I'm so mad right now.

I'm so frustrated.

We should have been able

to get that stuff out.

And I don't to

like, dog my team,

but I can work with

incompetent people.

NARRATOR: Tonight's dinner

service was another high point

in Hell's Kitchen.

It's been an

absolute pleasure.

I hope you enjoyed your evening.

- Thank you.

Good to see you

Thank you.

NARRATOR: But only one

team rose to the occasion.

Men, you saved the evening.

Thank you.

Ladies, that was crap.

Before you even sent

one entree, the men

have completed every entree.

And they're half injured.

Raw lobster tail, blue steaks.

No teamwork, no communication,

and just a complete meltdown.

I was dying there.

You guys are slipping fast.

Hold a meeting now,

and based on everything

that you've witnessed not just

tonight, but every service so

far in Hell's Kitchen, and think

hard about which two women you

want to drop from your team.

Is that clear?

ALL: Yes, Chef.

Piss off, will you?

Yes, chef.

Crap.

Good job, boys.

We knock them out the box.

We just buried them.

It was ugly.

Yeah!

[laughing]

Blue team is whooping

it up right now.

It was a nice win.

I agree.

We have to get rid

of the weakest links.

Chef told us, look at the

weakest people on your team.

Who's the worst out of them?

I don't know.

You could kind of

take your pick.

At this point, it's

basically, who can cook

and who can't cook?

I know how to cook.

Like, I was psyched

to jump on the grill.

Like, I've done

it , times.

But I'm not used to

like, marking sh*t off

and finishing it in the oven.

Every time you're at a

station, you say that, though.

The grill should have only

been used for one thing,

mark it and get

it off the grill.

All you had to do

was just listen to me.

You know, I had a bad service.

But I don't want

to f*cking go home.

I want to be here.

I want to be here at the end.

I'm really sorry guys to

have f*cked up this service.

Like, the first table, like--

That first table,

that went out raw.

I'm sick of this sh*t.

No more f*cking p*ssy footing.

No more girls are girls.

We gotta be sensitive.

This is real, guys.

I know nobody wants

to go home, you know?

So who's your two?

I'd have to say

Tek and Amanda.

I can cook, though.

But you're weak in general.

I just don't have any

confidence in Amanda.

Every time we have service,

she just shuts down,

and I can't have

that on my team.

Tennille, considering that

you've been on the block

a few times says that you

have been the weakest.

I like Tennille, but that

this is a business decision.

It's not personal.

I don't deserve it.

You guys are not going to

keep throwing me under the bus

and act like I don't bang

my sh*t out and do my job.

You didn't f*cking listen to me.

I run a f*cking steak

house, and I told you.

I was behind you and

f*cking percent, all of you.

I'm sick of this sh*t.

Y'all can say whatever the

hell y'all want to say.

But tonight, you are not

putting Tennille on that block.

NARRATOR: The men saved the

day, and now they are safe.

But the women must put two

teammates in the line of fire.

OK.

Ladies, have you

made your decision?

ALL: Yes, Chef.

Good.

Tennille?

Yes, Chef?

First nominee,

and why, please?

Chef, the first

nominee today, Chef--

Chef, the first nominee was Tek.

Tek.

Yes, chef.

Why was that?

The team felt as

if Tek has deflated

in the last several services.

Right.

Second nominee.

Unfortunately, Chef,

which is a load of bullshit,

I've been put up, Chef.

I'm not the f*cking weakest

person on this team, though.

Who do you think should

be the second nominee?

Amanda, Chef.

Interesting.

God almighty.

Right.

Tek and Tennille,

step forward, please.

Let's cut the

bullshit, shall we?

Amanda, get your ass up here.

Tennille, why should you

stay in Hell's Kitchen?

Every f*cking challenge, every

f*cking service, I get better.

I'm better for the team.

I'm getting stronger.

I think it's bullshit

that I'm up here.

How many times have

you been up here?

I've been up here twice, man.

They know I'm getting

strong, so now they scared.

Have you got anything

left in the t*nk?

Yeah, Chef.

I've been busting

my f*cking ass.

Don't you see how pissed off

I am that I'm even up here.

This is bullshit.

I shouldn't even be up here.

Do me a favor.

Yes, Chef?

Back in line.

Yes, Chef.

Tek, why should you stay?

I know that I have it in

me to have these successes.

I don't want to walk out of

Hell's Kitchen as a failure.

Seriously?

Do you care?

There's no part of me

that ever stops caring.

I'm so passionate

about food, Chef.

Amanda.

Yes, Chef?

Why should you stay

in Hell's Kitchen?

Because I know I can get more

vocal and stronger as I go,

and I haven't had a

horribles on the line.

I'm not convinced, Amanda.

Are you done?

I think you're b*at.

I think you're toast.

No, I'm not done, Chef.

I know I can do it.

I'm looking right through your

eyes, and I think you're done.

I don't see anything left.

I know I can do it, Chef.

Are you sure?

Yes.

I'm very sure.

What is that?

That is f*cking raw.

Raw.

We haven't sent an entree out.

How can serve that and that

on the same table, Tek?

Sorry, Chef.

This is f*cking

serious, and you're sh*t.

Tek, give me your jacket

and leave Hell's Kitchen.

Thank you for the opportunity.

Back in line, Madam

Life is not over for

me after "Hell' Kitchen"

because I am a

crazy, bad ass girl,

and I am a hell of a lot better

cook than Chef Ramsay saw.

"Hell's Kitchen" is

only going to get harder.

The winner this year

in "Hell's Kitchen"

is going to become the head

chef at the Araxi Restaurant

and Bar welcoming the

world to the Olympics.

The pressure's on me to

find that right person,

because I am not going to

make myself look stupid.

Piss off.

I don't trust none of them.

I'm not playing no more.

From now on, it's Tennille time.

For all of you all, sit on it.

The girls are just going

slowly, but steadily.

We just sit back and just

watch them pick each other off.

They're making it easy.

I kept on waiting

for Tek to emerge.

She couldn't even

handle her station.

Tek had a total meltdown.

NARRATOR: Next time

on "Hell's Kitchen."

This is f*cking embarrassing.

Wake up.

NARRATOR: Dinner service

is a train wreck.

It looks like a dog's dinner.

[screaming]

[inaudible] just finish

your order, you lazy cow.

NARRATOR: And when one chef gets

pushed to the breaking point--

You upset now,

'cause you're crap.

--she does the unthinkable.

You're crap.

f*ck you

NARRATOR: And pushes back.

You can dish it,

but you can't take it?

Shut your fat

f*cking mouth, you

f*ck off through those doors.

NARRATOR: Tennille's

time may be up.

And the clock is ticking

for Robert as well.

My heart started to

jump out of my chest.

We need to send

Robert to the hospital.

NARRATOR: All next week--

I need a medic right now.

NARRATOR: --in a life

or death episode--

- Oh, no.

- Robert's probably dying.

NARRATOR: --of "Hell's Kitchen."

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