Previously on Hell's Kitchen...
Who in the [bleep] just brought me that?
I did, Chef.
After Vanessa struggled on opening night...
- Are you okay? - No. I'm nervous.
Psst. Not as nervous as I am.
The Red Team showed little sympathy.
Vanessa, I don't want to see that frazzledness.
[bleep] ain't happening no more.
Get better.
I could definitely use a hug from my mom right now.
Don't let anything distract you.
At their next challenge, Chef Ramsay tested the Chefs
on their ability to focus
under extreme conditions.
What the hell's going on?
Stay focused.
While some members of the Blue Team
struggled to concentrate...
Boobs or dumplings, boobs or dumplings, boobs or dumplings?
The trio of Kristin, Manda, and Meese
struggled just to work together.
Three more in this one. Two more in that one.
One more in that one. One more in that one.
But even with a strong showing
by Jared and Alan on the Blue Team...
Stunning. Seven for seven.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
The Red Team quickly closed the gap.
Beautifully done.
And the pair of Ashley and Ariel...
- They are absolutely stunning. - Whoo!
Clinched a victory for the women.
- Congratulations. - Oh, my God.
Go, Red Team! Whoo!
At dinner service,
the Blue Team overcame Joe's early stumble on appetizers.
- I got one, hit the deck. - Joey, Joey, Joey.
Their constant communication...
- One minute... VIP, right? - One minute. VIP.
Resulted in a successful dinner service.
- Perfectly cooked. - Yes, Chef.
Ballin'.
Unfortunately,
the same could not be said for the Red kitchen.
I told people I didn't know how to cook this.
Sherkenna and Meese's fish station was a disaster.
Why are they out of the pan?
Red Team, this is a [bleep] joke.
And it only got worse
when Ariel decided to take Meese's snapper to the pass...
Chef, snapper is behind you.
Before it was done.
It's [bleep] raw.
Ariel, you don't touch somebody else's [bleep] dish.
The women lost and nominated...
Meese...
And...
- Sherkenna. - In the end, it was...
Sherkenna.
Who saw her dream of becoming the head chef
at BLT Steak at Bally's Las Vegas
go up in flames.
And now, the continuation of Hell's Kitchen.
Get out of here.
Oh, my God,
that was the scariest [bleep] elimination ever.
I knew that was going to happen.
Ariel's been a bitch since day one,
but I need to forgive her for all the [bleep]
she's talked and just move on.
Dude, we got to do better next time.
I guess that was a no-brainer.
No more touching other people's food,
no more calling out other people's numbers.
End of the day, we need to get the dishes out.
Meese couldn't be a dishwasher
in the restaurants that I've worked at.
She should be a telemarketer.
That would be a great job for her.
She likes to talk about things that are irrelevant.
We still need to be a team,
so we need to be past all this [bleep].
While the women struggle to bond as a team,
a member of the Blue Team...
Everybody's already asking
when I'm going to climb in bed with you.
Is hoping to do some bonding of his own.
So I had my boobs done on July 22.
Speaking of, these girls need some air.
You need help letting them out?
I can't help it. I'm a n atural flirt, I guess.
Honey, you don't want to see these things.
They're like two rocks on my chest.
Some chefs choose booze.
Some chefs choose drugs as their vice.
I guess I choose women.
This knot I have in my calf is so bad.
Time for a massage.
It's here.
- Like that? - Yeah.
Oh!
My God.
What is going on over there?
Ashley, anytime you need a massage, I got you.
Whoo!
Oh, my God.
Ha ha ha!
This way?
I can't see!
Marino!
Uhh!
Ugh!
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Bonjour.
Did anybody understand what I said?
Eh?
It was an embarrassing service.
Oh, Sir Talks A Lot,
Captain Know-It-All, stop sucking [bleep] for the camera.
When I was a young chef, I got my training in France,
and everybody spoke French.
I had to communicate with other chefs
without knowing entirely what they were saying,
and trust me, I got my ass kicked.
Here's the thing.
You all speak the same language,
and last night you couldn't communicate.
Today's challenge
will force you to communicate more than ever before.
All of you, take off your chef jackets.
Christina, Aaron, let's go.
Written on the back of each jacket is a stunning recipe.
The only way to successfully execute your recipe
is for your teammates to communicate what's on your back.
- Is that clear? - Yes, Chef.
Your 40 minutes starts... now.
Let's go.
In today's communication challenge,
each chef must follow a recipe
written on the back of his or her jacket.
"Grill patties and buns. Top patties with cheese."
- You're making cheeseburgers. - Cheeseburgers?
"Place patties on bun with aioli."
You're making cheeseburgers with aioli.
Success will depend on how well teammates
You got a burger, bun with aioli...
Bun and burger... so it's a burger with Thousand Island?
- Yeah. - Okay.
The team with the best communication
and execution of their recipes will win the challenge.
Hey, where are the onions? Who's got the onions?
It's like a regular burger.
You know, that's... that's not impressive.
Hey, who's got that smoked paprika? Where's it at?
So I figured that, you know, I'm going to hit it with a twist.
While Frank decides to put his own spin on the recipe...
"In a separate pot, warm milk."
"Sliced chives, finely diced bell pepper..."
Other chefs are following their recipes to the letter.
"Cook spaghetti al dente.
Cook pancetta and garlic together."
- Carbonara? - Carbonara, exactly.
You need to chop pancetta.
You're going to need to chop garlic.
You have a carbonara, so think carbonara, okay?
"Lay phyllo dough out.
Cut into strips." I see where this is going.
It's basically, like, a spanakopita.
- Okay, good. - Phyllo dough.
I think you're making puff pastry triangles.
- Spanakopita. - Yes.
I've never made a spanakopita in my life.
Just [bleep] fold it right over.
- Like that? - Yeah.
Turn around, turn around, turn around.
- Just tell me what it is. - I'm trying to... Hold on.
Eggplant parm is what it looks like.
Perfect. This is a dish I've cooked 50,000 times.
Like, I love eggplant.
- 30 minutes to go. - Oh, my God. Ugh.
What are you making? Fish and chips, looks like.
- Salsa. - It's a fried fish sandwich.
Oh, fish sandwich. Nice.
While most of the chefs have begun making their dishes...
"Ground beef, jalapeño, chili powder, and paprika."
You're making a taquito.
[gasps] Taquitos! I know that.
Others are still trying to figure out
just what they're supposed to be cooking.
So it's kind of like you're making not a taco,
but, you know, like, a kind of burrito,
and you sear it, you fry it.
Okay. I got this. I can make a burrito. Psh.
- 15 minutes to go. - 15, Chef.
Uh, dude, you're making [bleep] cheesesteaks, bro.
- Cheesesteaks? - Making a cheesesteak.
Ashley, can you tell me what kind of steak I need?
It looks like you're making a cheesesteak.
Got it. Thank you.
I'm totally going to nail this.
I know how to grill peppers, and I know how to cook steak,
so this is going to be a breeze.
- Vanessa. - Yes, Chef.
Your gas is off.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
Turn the gas on.
They are on.
Seven minutes to go.
Can you read my recipe again?
There is no way this is right. This does not look right.
"Lay phyllo dough out. Cut into strips."
Wait. What are you saying about strips?
It says "lay phyllo dough out.
Cut into strips. Fold end over to form triangle."
Dude, you didn't tell me that we were supposed
to do it in strips first.
But that doesn't make sense.
What the [bleep]?
Meese failed at communicating.
I wasn't supposed to know what was on the back of my jacket.
I was supposed to trust her.
Let's get rid of that. Dude, I am restarting
my [bleep] dish right now.
She's like, "I'm starting over."
Kristin blew that dish.
Good luck.
Last five minutes, ladies. Come on.
You guys, whose chicken is this?
- Whose chicken is this? - That's eggplant.
- That's mine. - That's eggplant?
- Flip it. - Anybody not gonna make it now?
- No. We're good. - Let's go, Blue.
One minute to go. Come on.
One minute to go, ladies. One minute.
- Are we ready? - Come on, ladies.
Frank, you ready for your burgers?
Yeah. Pull them out. Put them on the table.
Coming down. Coming down a hot, hot.
- Last 30 seconds... let's go. - Behind you. Behind you.
- Throw it on the plate.
- 15 seconds to go. - Come on, guys, let's go.
Bring your plates.
Five, four, three, two, one.
- And stop. - There we go, Blue Team.
- Well done. - There we go, there we go!
Good job, good job, good job.
Okay, Red Team, Blue Team,
each team received the exact same recipes,
so I'll be judging them head-to-head.
Let's start off with Kristin and Hassan.
- Let's go. - Yes, Chef.
Let's go, Hass. Come on, big Hass.
Get it.
Kristin, do you know what it is?
It's a spanakopita.
Turn around.
Who was reading that?
- I was, Chef. - Meese,
I mean, honestly, what...
It...
What...
Today's challenge is all about communication,
with the chefs relying on a teammate to accurately convey
the recipe printed on the back of their jacket.
Who was reading that?
- I was, Chef. - Meese.
The first dish to be judged belongs to Kristin.
What...
It...
it looks [bleep] disgusting.
Soggy, damp.
[bleep] me.
I epically bombed.
Like, down like the Titanic.
Hassan, tell me about the filling.
Chef, the filling is spinach. I cooled that down.
And then I mixed that with the Parmesan cheese.
Mmm! Mmm!
Point to the Blue Team.
Thanks, partner.
Frank and Ashley, up we go, please.
- Yeah, Frankie. - Come on, Frankie boy
Okay. Ashley, describe yours, please.
for you a ground beef slider with aioli,
made of caramelized onion, mayo, ketchup,
and pickle relish.
As I'm looking at Ashley's dish,
I'm thinking that it looked like a regular burger to me.
There's no way she's winning this one.
I got it.
- Frank, describe yos. - What I did
was I got some pancetta
and rendered it down until crispy just for another texture
and to enhance the flavor of the burger,
and a little bit of liquid smoke.
- Liquid smoke? - Yes, just a drop.
I didn't ask you to get crazy.
I just wanted you to cook what was on your back.
Do the recipe.
Frank, I want to grab you by the neck
and just shake you.
The recipe is the recipe, and you can't deviate from it.
Here's the thing... had you followed the recipe,
that would have been a near-perfect burger.
Ashley, congratulations.
- One point to the Red Team. - Thank you, Chef.
- Good job, Ashley. - Good job.
She only won because I lost.
That's not a winner. That's not a winner.
Eddie, Manda, let's go.
Wow. Right.
Manda, describe the dish, please.
I made a ground beef burrito.
It's seasoned beautifully,
but it is not a burrito.
It's a taquito.
Oh, [bleep] me, man.
Dannie did not tell me it was a [bleep] taquito.
Eddie has not only made the right dish...
Got the right kind of heat in there.
Point to the Blue Team.
He has done it correctly.
Yes!
Next up are Meese and Alan, who both made fish sandwiches.
Visually, they look great...
beautiful, glistening, moist...
Alan, the fish could do with a bit more color.
Point to the ladies. Well done.
With the score tied once again...
Vanessa, Kevin, let's go.
It's time for the battle of the cheesesteaks.
Are you allergic to salt?
- No, I'm not, Chef. - It's so bland.
It's extraordinary.
- Who tasted your dish? - It was me, Chef.
Good job. Point to the Blue Team.
Good job, Kevin!
Up next, spaghetti carbonara
prepared by Ariel for the women...
Tasty. Really tasty.
And Jared for the men.
- Spaghetti's cooked perfectly. - Thank you, Chef.
Yeah, they're on point.
You followed the recipe exact.
You've both got a point. Great job.
- Well done, really good. - Thank you.
Joe, Jackie, let's go.
Now, with their eggplant Parmesan...
Jackie must win this round
to keep the women's chances alive.
Man, they look different. Joe, describe your dish.
It's a rustic eggplant Parmesan.
There is some chiffonade basil as garnish.
It's crunchy. It's delicious.
Thank you, Chef.
Jackie, what's the secret behind a good baked eggplant?
It's got to go where?
In the oven. I put it in the pizza oven.
Don't even worry about it. I got this.
I got this.
Just visually, here, you can see that, you know,
it's nowhere near cooked.
Yeah? And it looks terrible.
Big point to the Blue Team.
Congratulations. Blue Team wins.
Yeah!
Hell, yeah.
There we go! There we go!
Jackie, you forgot your diapers.
That's, like, a disgrace.
The Italian girl from Jersey [bleep] up an eggplant parm?
- Men, well done. - Thank you, Chef.
You are in for an amazing day at the beachfront Bacara Resort
in sunny Santa Barbara...
- Whoo! - Yeah!
Where you'll receive an extraordinary lesson
in mixology.
- Awesome! - No way!
After that, foot massages.
Oh...
I'm going to a mixology class.
I'm going to be sitting poolside. Awesome.
This place is incredible.
Get changed. Your limos are waiting.
- Well done. - Yeah!
- Thank you, Chef. - Thank you, Chef.
Ladies, you're in for a tedious
and, unfortunately, a very smelly day.
You have to gut, scale,
break down a huge delivery of fresh sea bass...
100 pounds of them.
This is going to be prepped
and used table side ahead of tomorrow night's dinner service.
- Got it? - Yes, Chef.
Off you go.
Unbelievable.
Dude, I'm sorry. I've never worked with that [bleep].
Meese really dropped the ball.
She didn't even attempt to help me do it right.
Anybody know anything about phyllo dough?
I just have a quick question.
Does it say butter, or does it say egg wash?
"Melt butter. Brush over phyllo strips."
Yeah. Like, strips.
Oh, my God.
Kristin, I'm sorry it didn't work out for you,
but, I mean, it really wasn't my fault.
While the Red Team prepares for a gut-wrenching day...
the Blue Team arrives in sunny Santa Barbara.
Oh, my God. Look at this.
Wow, amazing.
Oh, my God.
Oh, man. It's like all eyes on me, baby.
Welcome to the Bacara Resort & Spa.
We got people ready to rub my feet, food, champagne.
That's the VIP treatment.
We did pretty well on this one.
I've never been to a resort before.
I've never been to a spa before.
I've never seen the Pacific Ocean before.
Chef Ramsay... you know, when he rewards you,
you know, he really rewards you.
I don't know about you guys, but I'm getting a massage.
It's time for a foot massage, because I had really bad feet.
This guy just... I was in love.
Oh...
Oh...oh!
God, this feels so good!
- Oh, oh, my God. - Ugh.
Oh. Don't stop, please.
Ooh, Jared, buddy...
While men's massages...
Oh, my God.
Have nearly finished,
back in Hell's Kitchen...
This boning is extremely annoying.
Oh, my God.
The women's punishment is taking its toll.
It really is bad.
Oh, my God.
Gutting the fish is just slice the sucker down
and rip its guts out,
and some people think that's gross.
I think it's great.
I'll rip anybody's guts out if you let me.
- Time for lunch. - Time for lunch, ladies.
This punishment is going on forever,
and we were starving.
I made a nice fish-head soup for you.
Some people like to eat the eyes.
I don't always, but this one's hanging out a little bit.
Oh, no.
- See you ladies later. - I'm starving.
That's the biggest head of a fish
I've ever seen in my life.
- This is gonna suck. - These look like snot.
- What is that? - I don't know.
- Maybe a tongue. - You have a tongue?
This is delicious.
This fish-head soup sucked.
Listen, I'm loving this.
I have never had fish-head soup, but it was really good.
Who has an eyeball? I'll swallow one.
Are you going to vomit?
Jackie is d-sgusting.
No. I'm sorry. No. [bleep], no.
While the Red Team suffers through
their fish-head soup, the Blue Team...
_
is excited about the next part of their reward.
- Wow! - My name is Joe, by the way.
Nanette.
After the monumental foot massage,
the first thing we see
is this beautiful goddess of a mixologist.
- Are you ready? - Yes.
Will you marry me?
We're going to do fresh cucumbers.
- Coo-cumbers. - Coo-cumbers.
She wouldn't say "cucumbers."
She would say "coo-com-brays,"
and she would say, "Congratulations."
_
And it was really kind of hot and really cute.
- Fantastic work. - Thank you.
- Cheers. - Here's to tonight, guys.
Oh, I just burped up fish-head soup.
You're so gross.
Guys, come on. Shh, shh, shh.
Why are you guys shushing me?
- What's going on? - We're just trying to focus,
- 'cause, like, everybody's... - Focus on zesting lemons?
Okay, people, lighten up, all right?
Jackie, you got to find a filter.
Sorry. That's not me.
These bitches get distracted over [bleep] nothing.
I love being hyper and talking all the time.
Focus. Focus on the lemon zesting.
Sorry, honey. It's only going to get worse.
Ew, what the [bleep] stinks like dirty [bleep]?
Oh, no.
I'm getting really, really irritated right now.
I don't care at this point, okay?
Dirty hooker.
Dude, if you don't shut the [bleep] up,
I swear to [bleep], dude, I'm gonna snap.
Snap.
It's been a long and punishing day for the Red Team...
Ew, what the [bleep] stinks like dirty [bleep]?
And Jackie is grating on everyone's nerves...
Oh, no.
Especially Ashley's.
Dude, if you don't shut the [bleep] up,
I swear to [bleep], dude, I'm gonna snap.
Snap.
The girl's a mess.
Some people just will dig their own graves,
and she's doing a pretty good job.
At least I don't have a high-pitched voice.
That would be, like, super annoying.
With the doors to Hell's Kitchen
just a few hours away from opening,
both teams get into the kitchen early
to prep for tonight's dinner service.
Do we have a backup marinara down there?
Yeah. Backup marinara's down here.
Where are we at, ladies? Where are we at?
The Red Team is ready and feeling...
- Zen, ladies. Zen. - We're good.
Fellas, please listen up for a second.
This is very important.
Make sure we are doing it by the recipe ways,
not the way we know how to do it.
Are you [bleep] kidding me?
Really, Jared?
We're going to take jabs at one of our strongest team members?
"Do things the way the recipe says,
not the way you know it."
I want to break the curse,
win the challenge, win the service.
Let's do [bleep] three in a row,
and then maybe we can have one beer tonight each.
- You know? - Yeah.
Ladies, let's go. Line up, please.
Gents, line up. Quickly, let's go.
Tonight there is someone very special in the house,
and, men, because you won the challenge,
you've got the pleasure of actually cooking for him.
Astronaut Buzz Aldrin is joining us for dinner tonight.
- Wow. - All right!
Who's Buzz Aldrin?
What is this, Toy Story?
- Are we ready? - Yes, Chef!
- Let's go, guys. - Whoo!
Marino, open Hell's Kitchen, please.
Subito. Grazie.
With the dining room fully booked...
Are there any celebrities here?
Tonight's guests will be treated not only
to Chef Ramsay's classic menu...
- Pan-seared scallops. - Okay.
But also a sea bass appetizer
that will be prepared table side by Ashley for the Red Team
and Alan for the Blue team.
Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid.
- Oh, I am. - On order, four covers.
Table 32. Don't wait for me.
Appetizers... fire one special table side,
two scallops, two risotto.
Entrée... two Arctic char, two Wellington.
Two Arctic char and two Wellington.
- Hey, hey, ladies. - Yes.
- That was flat. - Yes, Chef!
Vanessa, call back the order.
We have a special, table side.
We have two... Oh, [bleep].
I called this out ten seconds ago.
Entrées... what were they, Vanessa?
They were one Well... [bleep].
I'm so sorry. I did not hear that.
Listen. Concentrate. Get your head down.
- Yes, Chef. - Yes, Chef.
While Vanessa is already confused...
So, when we do the lobster, we put it in one of these...
No!
Over in the Blue kitchen...
On order, four covers. Table 22.
Fire appetizers... one special, table side, one risotto,
- two pizza. - One risotto, two pizza.
Yes, Chef.
The spotlight is on Jared on appetizers...
- Hassan. - Yes, sweetheart.
Who is trying to get the Blue Team
off to a strong start.
Can you taste this?
In this competition, we're all out for ourselves,
but we know that we have to work together as a team
to get as far as we can.
Stir it with that wooden spoon, though, Jared.
- Get that starch out. - Yeah.
- Coming, right? - Yes. Right now.
Chef, risotto.
Risotto... delicious. Who made that first risotto?
I did, Chef.
Chef Ramsay tells me my risotto is awesome,
and it's like...
- Thank you, Hass. - No problem, man.
While Jared, with an assist from Hassan,
has gotten the Blue Team off to a good start,
back in the Red kitchen...
About four minutes out on this risotto.
Dannie, on appetizers,
is depending on Vanessa on the fish station...
Dropping the lobster for risotto.
To help her deliver her first two lobster risottos
- to the pass. - Dannie, where are we?
- Four minutes, Chef. - I need you to step up now.
Yes, Chef.
My heart is pounding.
I want Chef Ramsay to see that I am a leader.
Walking with risotto.
Come right behind me.
Walking lobster tail.
- Risotto right next... - Good.
- Put it down and disappear. - Yes, Chef.
- Let's go. - Coming through, Chef.
Lobster tail.
She gave me one lobster for a double risotto.
I told them two by two by two.
So we have two risotto in the window.
Hey, two lobster...
- Two lobsters on right now. - I know what it's like [bleep],
but you got two, then bring one lobster tail.
It's on. It's in. It's working.
Thank you.
Vanessa [bleep] up like a damn circus was going on.
Vanessa, let's go.
Running with the second lobster... second lobster tail.
There you go. Thank you.
Very nice, that risotto.
Now we are consistent, but multitask.
- Yes, Chef. Absolutely, Chef. - Okay?
Whew. Like, okay.
You know, I might be doing okay right now.
It's perfect, because I'm three minutes out on risotto.
With appetizers continuing to make their way
to the Red diners...
- _ - _
- It's good. - It's really good.
Chef Ramsay is ready to move
on to the women's first order of entrées.
- Listen. - On order, table 30.
Two snapper, two tuna, two Wellington.
- Yes, Chef. - Kristin, call back that order.
- Two specials... - Call back that six order.
Quiet, everybody.
Two specials, table side...
- Kristin, call back the order. - Yes, Chef?
Two special, two table sides, risotto...
two... two Wellington.
- Funny, right? - It's not funny.
I just...
focusing on 100 things right now.
This is not funny. I've had enough.
- Sorry, Chef. - Come over, you.
It's 40 minutes into dinner service...
- Kristin... - Yes, Chef?
Call back the order.
and Kristin's inability
to repeat the ticket that Chef Ramsay just called...
Ugh. Two...
Is no laughing matter.
This is not funny.
- I've had enough. - Sorry, Chef.
I'm done with you.
Come over, you!
Kristin, stop standing there like...
Christina, write that ticket on her [bleep] back.
- Kristin... - Behind you.
- Get up here. - Yes, Chef.
Turn around.
Oh, my God, what is happening right now?
Why are you writing on my chef coat?
Do not let her forget what's on the table.
Yes, Chef.
- What's on this table? - Turn around, please.
Two specials, two lamb, two risotto, two snapper,
two Wellington, two tuna.
Thank you.
- Kristin, got it? - Yes, Chef.
Call back the order.
Two special, two lamb, two risotto,
two Wellington, tuna...
And?
Uh...
Two snapper, Chef.
Finally. Let's go.
With Kristin now able to repeat
the first ticket of entrées, over in the Blue kitchen...
Fire now two Wellington, one vegetarian.
There's your two bunches right there.
Frank, pay attention.
All right, don't [bleep] push me!
- Relax! - You got it.
Listen. Entrée... one tuna, two Wellington, one vegetarian.
- Yes, Chef! - No lobster, no lobster.
The men get started on their first order of entrées,
which includes a request for a vegetarian risotto.
This is vegetarian. No lobster.
No lobster, no lobster, but it needs everything else.
- Ready to walk. - Watch your back.
Wellington is going to the pass.
- Tuna on the right. - Vegetarian, Chef.
Oh, my God.
Hey, I know they may be vegetarian,
but they deserve better than that.
Who gave me that?
I gave it to you, Chef.
The rice is [bleep] raw.
What the [bleep], bro? Kevin...
Is that your respect for vegetarian?
No, Chef.
Come on. Finish it off. Get the rice cooked.
- Yes, Chef. - Put stock in there.
- I got it. I got it.
You, watch him. You got to help him.
Yeah. I don't have time for this, you know?
If you can't do it, get the [bleep] out. I'll do it.
Chef, on your left with the vegetarian.
Perfectly cooked.
- Service, please. - Way to go, Jared.
Thanks to Jared,
the men can continue to push forward on entrées.
- Meanwhile, the Red Team... - Ready with Welly.
- Tuna's ready. - Char.
Is ready with their first entrées.
- Put them down. - Thank you, Chef.
Beautifully cooked. Let's go.
Trays, please. Service.
Yes.
I think we got this.
Buon appetito.
Oh, my God. This is delicious.
Ooh, [bleep] hell.
Fire two Arctic char, two Wellington.
- Yes, Chef. - Yes, Chef.
Garnish in the window. Three minutes, please.
Yes, Chef.
Since I am in garnish,
this is now my chance to push out orders
and make sure that everything is getting up to the pass on time.
I got this.
Is garnish ready?
- Yes. - Yes?
Walking now, right?
Two Wellington.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Dude, hold, like, two minutes.
Manda, don't tell me
to cut the [bleep] if you're not [bleep] ready.
Ugh, there is nothing I can do to save this.
The meat doesn't hold forever.
- Manda, how long you need? - Two minutes, Chef.
- Two minutes? - Yes.
While the Red Team waits,
back in the Blue kitchen...
Fire now, Buzz Aldrin... two tuna, four Wellington.
Yes, Chef.
Chef Ramsay looks to Hassan on meat
to pilot this VIP ticket.
Hassan, focus on your table.
Yes, Chef. Put the Wellingtons in for me, Kevin.
Heard. Wellingtons going in the oven.
Where is he going?
Where is that idiot going?
Hey, whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, bring those back, please.
Get them over here!
Kevin, they're already cooked, man.
We're cooking the ones that aren't cooked.
Back up before you get slapped up, bro.
Hey, you, I'll kick you to the [bleep] moon.
Come here.
Oh, damn. Not good.
He may be an astronaut, but you're a space cadet.
- Are you okay? - Yes, Chef.
- You sure? - Yes, Chef.
[bleep] hell.
While Kevin attempts to come back to Earth...
I need these four fired asap. Please, make it happen.
Over in the Red kitchen...
Manda, how long on garnish?
Meese, on meat, and Jackie, on fish,
are waiting on Manda's...
Garnishes?
Once again.
Can we have the garnish?
I just need a few more minutes.
Manda just could not get the garnishes out fast enough.
- I'm sorry, Chef. - No, no.
Help me to help you. What is it?
- Two things, potato and beans. - Potato and beans.
- Yes, Chef. - Potato and beans, let's go.
Manda, how long do you need, because I got to refire.
Oh, my God. What the [bleep] is wrong with her?
Manda, you are screwing our team.
I think it's overcooked.
If you're not comfortable with it, don't serve it.
I'm not serving that. No, I'm not serving that.
Oh, my God.
Meese!
Oh, God. [bleep].
You put the Wellington the trash.
Hey, hey, stop. All of you, come here.
I know, Chef.
Cooked perfectly, and it's in the trash.
Cooked perfectly. It's in the trash.
Seriously, this is crazy.
You never throw it in the trash.
I will tear into that meat caveman style, like, "Argh."
I'm [bleep] starving.
We're 75 minutes in.
We've served one [bleep] table of entrées.
We put more food in the trash can
than we have in the dining room.
Why did you throw it away? It was beautiful.
- Get that in the trash. - Yes, Chef.
Ladies, come on, this is not rocket science.
Just focus. Focus.
Focus.
- Ugh, I'm so... - Are you okay?
- I panicked. - I know.
With Meese trashing the Red Team's momentum,
the Blue Team...
Are we ready to go? Let's go.
All right, I'm cutting my Wellies, then.
Has picked up speed
and is ready to blast entrées out to Buzz Aldrin's table.
Garnish walking to the window. Wellington.
Four Wellingtons on your right.
Two tunas. Behind, behind, behind.
Service, please. Let's go.
We got this [bleep]. Let's crank it out.
Guys, come on. Let's finish this out strong.
All right, sir, here you go.
Got you.
That's the best tuna I think I've ever had, really.
Meanwhile, back in the Red kitchen...
- Garnish walking, girls. - Put them down.
Thank you, Chef.
Chef Ramsay is looking for Jackie to deliver...
Arctic char, Arctic char.
And finally complete their second order of entrées.
Char.
Hey, hey, all of you, come here. Just touch that.
Dannie, just touch that.
Come on. Come on, quick.
- Just touch that. - Yeah. It's cold.
Touch it. Touch... [bleep]!
Stone cold!
Jackie, we're stuck in neutral.
[bleep] my life.
Chef Ramsay is going to eliminate me right here.
Jackie, come here.
[bleep] useless.
- Oh, no. - Oh, no.
It's an hour and a half into dinner service,
and Jackie's failed attempt on Arctic char...
[bleep]! Stone cold!
Has pushed Chef Ramsay to the bitter edge.
Jackie, come here.
[bleep] useless.
- Oh, no. - Oh, no.
For the last time, get it together.
Yes, Chef.
Yeah, I got to refire this [bleep] [bleep].
Go. Come back with Arctic char, yes?
How long on this char, Jackie?
How long for that char?
Three minutes, Chef.
The rest of the table are eating their entrées.
- I know, Chef. - You guys can start.
Start before it gets cold.
[bleep] half the table's eating.
So I got Chef Ramsay screaming,
- "Where's the char?" - Arctic char.
Don't worry. I'm with it. I'm 'bout it... 'bout it.
I can't wait. It's just not good enough.
Hey, all of you, all of you, come here.
- Ugh, I'm... - Come here.
It's cold and raw.
I'm done.
I'm [bleep] done.
I am done.
Get out.
Get out!
I told you I won't put up with another service this bad.
Get out, Vanessa.
Get to the door.
- Damn it. - This sucks.
Somebody needs to go home tonight.
It's just completely unacceptable.
It's like we're hitting walls instead of jumping hurdles.
While the Red Team vents their frustrations...
Keep it together, guys.
The Blue Team places their final entrée on the pass.
Right, Blue Team, into the Red kitchen now.
- Let's go. - Yes, Chef.
- Go, fellas. Let's go.
- Our turn, baby. - What do we got?
Four Wellingtons away.
Three minutes to the window. Let's go.
Yes, Chef.
Guys, let's finish strong.
- Two Wellingtons. - You walk this.
I'm going to walk the sauce. All right?
Oh, yeah. You go, walk that sauce.
To not only finish our service but also the Red Team's service,
we're on top of the world right now.
Chef wants you now.
Pick it the [bleep] up.
You guys can thank the Blue Team later for finishing service.
Stand there, all of you.
Unbelievable.
Tonight you got completely dominated
in service.
Get upstairs and think of two individuals
who your team would be stronger without.
- Is that clear? - Yes, Chef.
Get out.
Move. Move. Move.
This is [bleep] embarrassing.
We had a chance for redemption,
but we have two jokes on our team.
They royally [bleep] up tonight,
and I think it's time for one of them to go.
So who's up tonight?
It's pretty simple who's going up for me...
Meese and Manda.
That shouldn't have happened.
Meese... that's where it got [bleep] up.
It is what it is.
That's what it is.
I might have thrown some [bleep] out,
but, dude, I cooked everything perfectly, okay?
It's not a personal thing. Move on.
My Wellingtons in the trash
did not [bleep] send him to the edge.
No. The fish station did,
sending up that raw [bleep] Arctic char.
I vote the [bleep] fish station.
What the [bleep]?
Are you out of your [bleep] mind?
I was the most good I've ever been.
You [bleep] up the fish.
I [bleep] up the fish because of garnish.
The fish was ready,
- but garnish was not ready. - Yeah.
Vanessa, you can't go home if you don't make mistakes,
but you can't make any mistakes if you don't do anything.
At least I put myself up there.
I know that my timing was off,
but I'm not the weakest chef at all.
My timing being off
shouldn't have made you thrown your Wellington away.
My Wellingtons were ready to [bleep] go
the whole [bleep] time.
Oh, I'm getting angry.
There should be no excuse besides, "I [bleep] up.
I did the wrong thing."
There just seems to be no ownership and no responsibility.
We're just running around in circles.
The two weakest chefs, in my opinion,
- is Vanessa and Jackie. - Me?
But, like, what are we saying here?
Vanessa knows that she may not be completely strong.
Vanessa is trying. Like, it is what it is.
- Let's just move on. - Exactly.
I can't agree with you more.
Can I ask who is now finally up for elimination?
Meese and Manda.
What an embarrassment.
Ladies, you all took a huge step backwards tonight.
Have you reached a decision?
Yes, Chef.
Ariel, first nominee, and why?
Chef, our first nominee tonight is Meese.
We can't really get over the fact
that she threw product away that was good.
Second nominee, and why?
[sighs]
Um...
Ariel, who's the weakest chef?
- [bleep] me. - Unbelievable.
Chef, our second nominee is Vanessa.
_
After a disastrous dinner service,
the women had to nominate two chefs for elimination.
Their first choice was...
Meese.
Second nominee, and why?
For the second choice,
the team consensus was Manda,
but Ariel went rogue and nominated...
Chef, our second nominee is Vanessa.
_
She consistently is not being a team player for us.
She's not communicating.
She's not speaking up.
Vanessa, Meese, step forward.
[suspenseful music]
Meese, are you the weakest chef from the Red Team?
I am absolutely not the weakest chef here.
I believe that Vanessa is the weakest chef.
I'm definitely stronger than Meese.
I don't throw multiple expensive products in the trash.
Meese, why do you deserve, young lady, to stay
in Hell's Kitchen?
I deserve to be here. My heart's in it.
I don't know what went through my mind
to make me make such a big mistake,
and I will never do that again.
Vanessa, why do you think you should stay in Hell's Kitchen?
I deserve to stay in Hell's Kitchen
because I deserve to run BLT.
This has been my dream forever.
I want to win, and I know I can win.
My decision is...
Meese...
- get back in line. - [bleep].
- Vanessa, your time is done. - Yes, Chef.
[somber music]
I don't think you believe in yourself enough,
and after three services, I don't believe in you.
You're not ready, young lady. Give me your jacket, please.
Thank you, Chef, for the opportunity.
- I really appreciate it. - Thank you.
And I'm sorry for disappointing you. Thank you.
- Good night. - Good night. Bye, everybody.
I'm definitely disappointed that Chef Ramsay
wasn't able to see the real me in this competition.
This opportunity meant everything to me.
I wanted to do it for my mom, because she's my biggest fan.
I was supposed to win.
I was supposed to win. I told her I was gonna win.
After three services...
and three challenges,
I'm still waiting for somebody to emerge.
Now get out of here.
These girls are hating on me, but at the end of the day,
the final decision is based on Chef Ramsay,
and if he sees something in me,
then all the bitches can go [bleep] off.
Yes. Blue Team has their [bleep] together.
Red Team's obviously just garbage.
Cleanup on aisle ten.
That wasn't the decision.
Chef Ramsay asked me to make a decision. I made a decision.
When Chef asked me that question,
I told him who the two weakest people were,
and Vanessa and Meese went up, and Vanessa went home.
You can't change it now.
Vanessa had a lot of heart.
But as far as the cooking was concerned,
she made food only a mother could love.
Next time on Hell's Kitchen...
What are you stupid bitches doing?
will Jackie's obnoxious behavior...
Jackie is a joke.
She is a shame face for this team.
Turn her team against her?
You've embarrassed our team all [bleep] day.
Listen. Shut the [bleep] up.
I'm done with her.
And when America's favorite "momager"
comes to dinner...
- Mwah. - Welcome.
Will something so vile be served...
Ugh.
Kris, I'm so sorry.
This is a little disturbing, actually.
That one of her teammates gets the ax?
I've been inside prison,
and they serve food better than this [bleep].
No one is safe.
Aah!
All next time...
This is a joke!
On a rude...
Shut up!
And crude...
- You don't care? - Not at all.
Episode of Hell's Kitchen.
Yikes.
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