Hell's Kitchen (U.S.) Quotes

Customers: (Chanting) I WANT MY FOOD! I WANT MY FOOD! WE WANT OUR FOOD! WE WANT OUR FOOD!
Gordon: Listen to that shit!

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[In the challenge. The blue team has three dishes while the red team only has two.]
Gordon: Blue team, you have three dishes. But sadly, no sauce on the tortellinis
Tom: (slouching against the counter) May I speak?
Gordon: No tortelinis,
Tom: May I speak?
Gordon: red team. (to Tom) May you speak? May you stand up and stop acting like a slob? No no. Let's cut the fucking bullshit will ya? Just stand up straight and at least look like a fucking cook!
Tom: Yes chef.
Gordon: (Mocks Tom) Do I slouch and slob and talk like this like some big fat fucking slob?
Tom: (interview) Who do you think you're talking to? He doesn't want to get into a streetfight with me. Trust me.

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Giacomo: Chef Scott, this oven is cold. It's coming out cold.
Scott: Did you notice it now?
Giacomo: No I noticed it earlier.
Scott: Dude, you don't have the fucking gas on stupid!
Gordon: Why is the oven not on? Hello, dough brain! Why is the oven not on?!
Giacomo: I'm not sure chef.
Gordon: You're not sure. You donkey!

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Gordon: You've stopped caring now. I can see it in your face
Tom: No chef.
Gordon: Yes you have. What do you care about?
Tom: I care about making an ass of myself.
Gordon: Really? Hey, congratulations. Because that's what you've done.

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Gordon: (to Garrett) If you haven't tasted your own fucking food, what chance have you got? I'd rather fuck off for a burger!

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Gordon: (to Tom) This order here is 7: 35. Hello? Hey listen. Stop! Come here you idiot! Now I've fucking had enough! What I'm trying to tell you in your fucking eyeballs that the quail in the spaghetti now and you're putting the quail in.
Tom: No, I have the one's there.
Gordon: THAT'S FOR THAT FUCKING ORDER THERE!!! (pounds the counter which shakes the entire restaurant.) You're not bothered are you? It doesn't hurt, does it?
Tom: No it does. I can't yell. I can't cry. All I have to do is do it. (Tom's meat pan catches fire.)
Gordon: Oh my god. (Tom blows on the fire and it gets bigger) THE DUCK'S BURNED!! YOU'RE COOKING IN A BURNT PAN YOU FUCKING DICK!! Oh my god! Leave it! Leave it! LEAVE IT!! Just fucking leave it! (places the pan off the burner) You're going to blow fire in your face you fucking donkey!! Keith.
Keith: Yes chef.
Gordon: Get on the meat section and stand next to him and don't let him cook a fucking thing! And you, open those big eyes and watch what the fuck this guy is doing.
Tom: Yes chef.
Gordon: Shut it and watch!
Tom: Yes chef.
Gordon: Shut it!!

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Gordon: Missy.
Rachel: Yes chef?
Gordon: Why are you glazing it with butter and not egg wash?
Rachel: It was egg wash sir.
Gordon: What's that in there?
Rachel: That's egg.
Gordon: Egg yolk or egg white?
Rachel: Egg white?
Gordon: Oh no. Have they all been glazed all night with egg white?
Rachel: Wrong thing evidently.
Gordon: Oh no. Why are the wellingtons going in now?
Virginia: We ran out chef.
Gordon: You ran out?
Virginia: Yes.
Gordon: Ohhh fuck me. Hey ladies, I personally don't want to do this anymore. I'm fed up with your shit. I'm fed up with your shit. You've been a fucking letdown since the minute you started cooking.
Virginia: Yes chef.
Gordon: Then you LIED to me that the turbot's on route when she (Sara) hasn't even got it out of the fucking fridge! You want to continue like this?
Virginia: No chef.
Gordon: Fuck the lot of you! Is that clear?
Red Team: Yes chef.
Gordon: Fuck the lot of you!
Rachel: Yes chef.
Gordon: (pounds the counter) You, come here you. Fat fuck. Hey donut. Come here you. Hey ladies, come here. Let me tell you something, (takes off his apron and throws it and his towel at Tom) There you go and there you go! I've had enough! I've had ENOUGH! I cannot believe you're actually attempting to fucking win a restaurant! Get back in your fucking dorms and hello, by the time you get back in here, from the blue team, nominate someone that's going tonight. And from the red team, come back with someone that's leaving. Now GET OUT! OUT!! LEAVE THE STOVE!!
Lady: I don't think we're getting dessert.

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Gordon: Donkey's Kitchen. Should we change the fucking logo? DK?
Garrett: No chef.

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Gordon: None of you are working as a team! Where's the lamb sauce?!
Heather: Where is it man?
Garrett: Just give me a fucking minute!
Gordon: WHERE'S THE LAMB SAUCE?!!
Heather: Right here chef.
Garrett: Lamb sauce is coming up.
Gordon: There's just nothing coming together!
Garrett: Right here chef.
Gordon: Thank you very much.
Garrett: Not a problem chef.
Gordon: Oh fuck off you, you fat useless sack of fucking yankee danky doodle shite. Fuck off will you please?

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Narrator: Although dinner service is finished, Chef Ramsay is not finished with one of the chefs.
Gordon: (to Keith) You've got that spoiled brat syndrome. That huffy puffy, turn your eyes, fold your arms and you don't even look at me in the eyes.
Keith: I didn't mean that chef.
Gordon: Deep down inside, you've got a big amount of talent there, you know that. But my biggest problem is no one's noticed it properly. Has anyone ever told you how good you could be?
Keith: No chef.
Gordon: You can cook big man, you know that. The first hour and a half of service, you were running it. Then you made one stupid mistake. The quicker you get rid of the attitude, you're going to shine.
Keith: Yes chef.

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Heather: (referring to herself, Keith and Garrett) We're gonna be the final three.

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[While unloading ice from a truck]
Keith: Heather is one tough bitch!
Heather: I'm the toughest bitch there is.

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Heather: I was sweating like Tom today.

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[The chefs meet in front of Chef Ramsay]
Gordon: Garrett, yesterday when I went out with the girls, you...gave me this. (the finger) Right now big boy, you've got nothing to be brash, cocky or show such attitude over. Do you want to go?
Garrett: No.
Gordon: I never, ever want to see this in front of my face again. Let's get that clear.

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Gordon: If you're going to grill a salmon Sara, you don't tie it and fucking stuff it together. That is the third dish from the red team that is totally impractical. Can we just cut the salmon into a slice without fucking around?
Sara: Yeah. Consistency?
Gordon: Don't fucking dare! Don't fucking dare!! Missy, missy, come here you fat mouthed little stupid bitch!

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Gordon: Missy, if you saute scallops in a nonstick pan, they won't stick. That's why it's called FUCKING NONSTICK!!!
Sara: Yes chef!
Gordon: I don't know what nonstick means in Texas sweetheart but fuck me!

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Narrator: Hoping to satisfy Chef Ramsay, Garrett rushes his chicken to the pass.
Gordon: Garrett, the chicken is raw! You're going to kill someone!
Narrator: Garrett has just brought a dish to the pass that is not only inedible but downright dangerous.
Gordon: You knew the chicken was raw!
Garrett: I'm doing it because it's faster chef. It's the only reason.
Gordon: Faster?! You've always got a fucking answer for everything! Shut it! You shouldn't be in white!

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Gordon: Carrots!
Garrett: Yes chef!
Gordon: "Carrots" I said, not "Garrett".

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Gordon: Where's that Belgium...?
Jean-Phillippe: I would like to sit around with you, and stay with you, but I can't.(backs to the pass)Chef!
Gordon: What are you trying to do,lose your virginity?(Jean-Philippe takes a look at Gordon, then walks back to his station)

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Gordon: Let's go, two salmon, one turbot.
Sara: Heather?
Heather: What?
Sara: Is there any salmon left in the house?
Gordon: What's going on? What's going on?
Sara: Chef, I--
Gordon: What? Come here you! Tell me! I'm the fucking chef!!
Sara: Yes chef. I don't have enough salmon to get through the night.
Gordon: You're not serious, are you?
Sara: I am serious chef.
Gordon: Hey, I'd fuck off and go and buy some if I were you.
Sara: Can I subsitute using turbot?
Gordon: Why don't you check with the Matire'd? Can we serve turbot instead of salmon?
Jean-Phillippe: On which table?
Gordon: Table 20. Please? Thank you. (to Sara) Hey you, fuck off will ya? You useless cow.
Sara: Turbot's in here. Sorry chef.
Gordon: You know missy, you're finished aren't you?
Sara: No chef, come on!
Gordon: Hey what do you mean come on? I want you to come on! I want you to wake up!
Sara: Chef, I told you and they're resolving it now and all I can do is give you the turbot. I have the salmon in the fridge and there's only 2!
Gordon: That's right! And whose fucking fault was it?! Don't get fucking upset with me in my fucking kitchen when you're standing there sulking because you fucked the salmon!
Sara: I'm not sulking chef.
Gordon: Yeah, you're finished. Heather, get on the fish please and do something for her yeah?
Sara: No chef.
Gordon: So wake up and get it back together!
Sara: I don't need to be replaced chef!
Gordon: Then tell her then.
Sara: I don't need to be replaced.
Gordon: There you go.
Sara: (interview) I screwed up one fucking table with one fuc

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Gordon: Virginia, you're no longer safe!

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Gordon: Virginia, you won the challenge. I guaranteed you a place in the final three. If you want to go, that is your choice. If you decide to stay, I'll send Sara home.
Virginia: I understand what you're telling me that I want to be in the final three because I deserve to be in the final three, not because you're a man of your word. Not because of a friggin challenge. I want to be there because I deserve to be.
Gordon: I can't help you anymore. This is entirely your decision.
Sara: Can I ask a question chef?
Gordon: Shut the fuck up for 30 seconds.

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[Virginia and Keith are nominated for elimination while Heather is advancing to the final round.]
Gordon: This...is quite possibly the toughest decision I've had to make. The person leaving Hell's Kitchen tonight and will not be advancing to the final two is........Keith. What I am looking for is a leader. And personally big boy, you're not ready. Give me your jacket.
Keith: (gives Gordon his jacket.) So you're saying that Virginia's a better leader than me? I've been leading the whole time. Whatever station you told me, through the line with people that didn't know anything.
Gordon: I personally don't think you're ready to lead.
Keith: I personally think that you have a hard on for Virginia.
Gordon: Why did you have to be so fucking rude?
Keith: Because you're rude to me all the time.
Gordon: So? Now I've definitely know I've made the right decision. So your attitude does stink.

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Gordon: And whose dish is that?
Vinnie: It's mine chef.
Gordon: What is the dish?
Vinnie: It is cheruzo encrusted pink snapper.
Gordon: Where in the fuck's the snapper?
Vinnie: It's underneath.
Gordon: That's the snapper there?
Vinnie: Yes sir.
Gordon: Okay. (tastes) God, fuck. Do you think you can really seriously eat that without burning your mouth? What a disapointment.
Vinnie: I don't think so.
Gordon: Now you want to fucking argue. Back in line.
Vinnie: Yes chef. (interview) I think he looked at me and said "This guy's really confident." and I think I intimidated him.
Gordon: What a fucking jerk.

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Gordon: Whose is this?
Josh: (interview) Food is sex and everybody likes sex and everybody likes food. I want to make people feel like they just had great sex.
Gordon: Unfortunately it's raw. Raw foie gras. Take that. (gives a piece to Josh and they both taste)
Josh: (interview) That foie gras was goddamn perfect.
Gordon: That is way way way too salty my man.
Josh: (interview) Ok, I'll give him, it was a little salty.

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Narrator: Very few of the chefs have impressed Chef Ramsay with their dishes. Now it's down to the final chef.
Gordon: Oh fuck me. Whose is this?
Aaron: (Dressed up as a cowboy) It's me chef.
Gordon: And where's your horse?
Aaron: I left him parked outside chef.
Gordon: I've never met an Asian cowboy.
Aaron: (interview) I knew I shouldn't have worn this outfit!
Gordon: You are one chunky monkey aren't you?
Aaron: Yes chef.
Gordon: What is it?
Aaron: It's finger food chef so,
Gordon: How big are your fucking fingers?
Aaron: I have big hands.
Gordon: (tastes part of the dish) This is nice, just throw all that away. Your biggest problem is you don't know when to stop.
Aaron: (interview) My plate was full but, heck I would've eaten all the food on the plate.

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Narrator: With the red team in shambles, Chef Ramsay turns to the blue team for some reassurance.
Gordon: Aaron, how are you feeling?
Aaron: Sorry. (starts to cry.) I can't believe I'm crack-- I'm cracking up right now.
Gordon: Keep it together! For god sakes man!
Aaron: I don't know what's going on... (continues to cry)
Gordon: Now you're making me feel nervous! I am not going into service with this level of incompetence. You know that.
Jean-Philippe: (outside, to the waiting diners) Not too good... not too good...

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Gordon: [On Tiffany's quail eggs] They look like plastic silicone breast implants. Fucking bin them.

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Scott: We don't have any fucking chicken, we don't have any more Wellingtons, we don't have any fucking lettuce! We haven't served any food! How could we be out of anything?!

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Gordon: (to Vinnie) Hey, just come here you, you're putting water in the risotto.
Vinnie: Chef, I put water in the risotto. We don't have any more stock.
Gordon: Oh, for fuck's sake...
Vinnie: (interview) Well, stock is made of water, and vegetables are made of water. No harm, no foul. That's all we have.
Gordon: (tastes) It tastes like gnat's piss. (coughs) Stop it! Look at me now, okay? Get off the section!

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