S09E13: Ramsay’s chefs face RETURNING ALL STARS | Hell’s Kitchen | Full Episode

Watch Episode 13 of Hell’s Kitchen Season 9 here! 🔥 The final five chefs face their first individual challenge, transforming unappetizing dishes into gourmet presentations. Tensions rise as they compete against veteran chefs in a high-stakes dinner service, ultimately securing victory based on diner approval ratings. As the night ends, Chef Ramsay demands two nominees for elimination, igniting fierce debate among the black jackets.

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NARRATOR: Previously on Hell’s Kitchen. GORDON RAMSAY: Go! NARRATOR: Chef Ramsay challenge the chefs. GORDON RAMSAY: Last 10 minutes. NARRATOR: To be creative within certain time constraints. GORDON RAMSAY: 90 seconds to go. NARRATOR: And although Jennifer lacked confidence. There’s no way this is going to be ready. It’s probably the worst I ever made in my life. NARRATOR: Her 30-minute seared lamb was impressive. The lamb is delicious. Good job. NARRATOR: But Paul’s 20-minute pan-roasted sea bass. It’s got finesse. NARRATOR: And Will’s 10-minute lemon prawns. It’s cooked beautifully. NARRATOR: Clinched the victory for the blue team. You win the challenge. NARRATOR: Then, at the first ever Hell’s Kitchen VIP charity dinner. I’m going to say a prayer for us. Going to need a lot of prayers. NARRATOR: Each chef was responsible for two courses. Elizabeth, you’re in charge. This is your moment. – Yes, Chef. NARRATOR: Elizabeth had problems leading. You’re give minutes too early. So I’ll let them rest right now. They’re ready perfectly now. NARRATOR: Jennifer had problems with Elise. What the hell is wrong with you guys? You trying to sabotage me? This bitch will do anything to get rid of me. Back off. NARRATOR: And Elise had problems with everybody. – Let’s go. – I’m walking. Come on, we already made them wait long enough. Wipe the rims please. NARRATOR: The blue team was united. – Paul, is that what you want? – Everything looks good. NARRATOR: And won convincingly. – Congratulations. Thank you, Chef. NARRATOR: And were rewarded with black jackets. Well done. NARRATOR: The red team continued to bicker. – Can you lead a team? – Can you listen? Why don’t you shut up for five seconds? I’m not going to shut up. Because I’m fighting for my life– Chef, this is exactly what happens all day. NARRATOR: But in the end, both Jennifer and Elise received their coveted black jacket. GORDON RAMSAY: Back in line. Thank you, Chef. NARRATOR: And in spite of a passionate plea. Please, give me another shot, Chef. NARRATOR: It was. Elizabeth. NARRATOR: Whose dream of becoming head chef at BLT Steak in New York City went up in flames. [music playing] [laughing] Damn. Yes. [yelling] NARRATOR: And now, the continuation of Hell’s Kitchen. You’re now one team. Oh my god. Now, get out of here. Have a good night, Chef. Oh my god. This is huge. Black jackets is a huge accomplishment. It’s like winning without winning. I always thought that I was good enough for a black jacket. [cheering] Yeah! Yeah, boy. I never worked with Elise. But now that we’re all on one team, I hope that all the bullshit that happened in the red kitchen dies with the red kitchen. – No hard feelings. – Nothing. One team. Down to fucking– Yeah guys, for real, the bullshit? Is done. It better be done. Yeah, we’ve got to hold it down. I don’t know what’s going to happen when this team collides. The guys on the blue team hate the drama. And I don’t think being in a black jacket is going to help the Elise’s attitude. I think it’s going to make it worse. – Black coats. – Black coats. – Final five. – Final five. Let’s go, hoo-rah. It’s on. NARRATOR: After a night of celebration, the final five are eager to tackle whatever Chef Ramsay has in store for them. Wow, Chef’s in black. OK. Your first individual challenge is all about presentation. You’ll be working with ugly foods. There’s foods like meatloaf, who, let’s be honest, we have to sort of work really hard to transform them into something stunning. Now, Andy and Scott are in the dining room, moving plates around. There are five possibilities. When I say go. Oh my god. Run and grab the plates with the name of the dish that you want. Oh my god. On your marks, set go! I have to make it to the eggplant parmesan, no matter what. I will knock somebody down and drag them down the steps before they get to that eggplant before me. Get off me, get off me. Geez, I’m not going to make it up there. Everybody already beat me to the stairs, so instead of turning upstairs into a wrestling arena, I take a leisurely stroll to the back of the room, and grabbed the chicken and dumplings. Yeah, I was pissed I didn’t get the eggplant. But unfortunately, Elise got it. My backup was going to be the lasagna, but Jen grabbed it. We was killing the game. So, I got to make tuna casserole. OK. Little miss speedy knickers. Did you push Paul down the stairs? Paul tried to jump over me, and I told him, get back. Wow. That’s right. OK. You have 50 minutes to transform those ugly dishes into something that looks phenomenal and tastes delicious. And your time starts now. Off you go. – Don’t run me over. – Right here. NARRATOR: For their first individual challenge, Chef Ramsay is testing the chef’s presentation skills as they attempt to transform a classic comfort food dish into something beautiful and delicious. I’ve never made tuna casserole before. That’s a rough one, Paulie. Anybody have butter out that they’re not using? Yeah. For me, meatloaf is amazing. If I was ever on death row, my last meal would be my mother’s meatloaf. I like where your head’s at, buddy. – Thank you, Tommy. – 20 minutes to go. Yes, Chef. 20 minutes heard, Chef. Nosy? Just was looking. Elise is a pain in the ass, man, with everything. It was just like, every seven seconds, I looked over, and she had nine pans working for one dish. Elise, you made eggplant parm. It’s not rocket science, man. You don’t need nine pans out. I need another pan. Five minutes to go. Thank you, Chef. I’ve got to get moving here. Fuck you, dumplings. Behind, behind, behind. 30 seconds to go, come on. Five, four, three, two, one, and serve. All right, listen carefully. For your first individual challenge, I have brought in the most amazing, esteemed panel of judges. Let’s give a round of applause for our judges, please. Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome. First, Lesley Bargar Sutaer. Dine editor of LA Magazine. Susie Heller, author of cookbooks. She’s worked with Julia Childs. Amazing. Valerie Aikman-Smith, food stylist on some of Hollywood’s biggest movies. Deborah Jones, award- winning food photographer. Phenomenal chef, Eric Greenspan. Executive chef, owner of the Foundry on Melrose. Are you ready? ALL: Yes, Chef. Let’s start off with Tommy. TOMMY: This is impossible to carry. NARRATOR: Each judge will rate the dishes on a scale of 1 to 10. Looks like you’re walking with a bomb. There we are. NARRATOR: First they will score on presentation. And then they will score it on taste. A perfect score is 100 points. I had to put a visually appealing twist on a traditional chicken and dumplings. And in the broth is a little roasted red onion, which I petaled out to resemble a water lily. Thank you. Leslie, did it float your boat? It’s beautiful, great color. I think it’s a lovely dish. The top, the little garnish is perfect, because of the contrast. I especially love the use of the onions. The presentation is beautiful. Would you be so kind as to have a taste. The dumpling, it’s a little bit undercooked. It’s like a hard matzah ball. The dumpling is a little tough. Judges, would you be so kind to score Tommy’s dish on presentation. Total of 44 out of 50. That’s what I’m talking about, thank you, guys. Great start. Now, your marks for taste, please. Great news on presentation. Taste, slightly disappointing. However, a good start. Let’s go. NARRATOR: Up next is Paul, with his fine dining take of tuna casserole. I like it. I think it’s very simple, almost like a crab cake. Thank you. Honestly, the little round brown thing makes it kind of look cat food-like. – Wow. Please, judges. For me, it was a little heavy on tuna. I don’t know whether you used fresh tuna, or canned tuna. I used canned tuna. I mean, canned tuna? You had a chance to really do something wild. You gave us tuna casserole. I’ll eat it. Judges. Scores for presentation, please. 33 out of 50. Taste. Oh dear. 27. With the individual challenges, that is your time to shine. But I didn’t put up today. I was very disappointed in myself. NARRATOR: Paul’s tuna casserole fell short, scoring only 60 points, leaving Tommy as the chef to beat. Next up. Jennifer, let’s go, please. NARRATOR: With her version of an Italian classic. I have a lasagna, which is ironic, because I absolutely hate lasagna. Who hates lasagna? Yikes. She was like, I hate lasagna, and you going to hate this dish too. I was like, dang. Not a good way to start off. For me, it’s a little confusing. Because I look at it, and I’m not really sure what I’m looking at. But I do love the color. – Thank you Please, dig in. Well, lasagna it is. Delicious, it’s not. Just, it’s a little disappointing. Damn it. Score for presentation, please. Presentation score is 28. JENNIFER: Wow. Taste scores, please. Wow. Wow, wow, wow, wow. 24. For a total of 52 out of 100. That’s bad. They did not like my lasagna. I mean, seriously, these judges like ripped me apart. Elise, please present your dish. There wasn’t any doubt in my mind that they were going to love it. Because I put a lot of thought and preparation into my dish. The dish that you are about to enjoy is what I call a tower of eggplant parmesan. – Thoughts on presentation. – It’s impressive. When a plate like that goes past you in a restaurant, and you kind want to tackle the waiter and take a bite of it before it gets to the other person. I see the crispy fried-ness of it. I see the drip, the ooze of the cheese. It’s screaming out, eat me. It’s delicious. I’m amazed how it holds together. It is not overwhelmed by the cheese. So I think you did a great job. Thank you. Scores for presentation, please, judges. 42 out of 50. Brilliant. Great stuff. Scores for taste, please. Wow. 44. Great job. Total of 86. That’s the score to beat, you’ve raised the bar. Thank you. Will, let’s go with the meatloaf, please, thank you. NARRATOR: Elise is now in the lead. And all of that stands in her way of victory is Will and his meatloaf. For me, meatloaf is one of the most comforting foods in the world. So I did bacon-wrapped meatloaf. I poached it. Caramelized the bacon in butter. And the sauce is a fresh morel and ketchup jus. The sauce, visually, for me, doesn’t look that appetizing. OK. Judges, please. The texture is nice. It’s even, it’s pleasing, it’s delicious. Thank you very much. I’m not a big meatloaf fan. And I really liked it. Scores on presentation, please, judges. Wow. 38 out of 50 for presentation. Oy. Will, in order to beat Elise, you need a nearly perfect score. Scores please. Wow, wow, wow wow, wow wow. 49 out of 50. An almost perfect score. Thank you, Chef. The winner of this challenge, many congratulations, Will. Great job. Really good job. Four out of five, and my taste scores were 10s. I definitely think that this is one of my proudest moments here. My mom’s going to be very happy with that. Elise, great job as well. That was a close second. Thank you, judges. Thank you very much. All right, Will. Here’s the good news. I’ve arranged for you to have a phenomenal dining experience of some of the most unique restaurants in LA. Awesome. But it’s no fun to dine alone. I’d like you to choose one of your fellow chefs to dine with you. Who are you taking? I am going to do the honorable thing. And I’m going to take Elise, because she came in second. Really? Thank you, Will. You did a good job, girl. Will made an honorable decision. But if I won, would I have took Elise? No. Outside you have a chauffeur-driven Rolls Royce Phantom. What? Baller. Balling. That’s awesome. Will and Elise, get ready. Your phantom is waiting. Thank you, Will, thank you. The rest of you, it’s laundry day. Oh my god. You’ll be spending the afternoon washing in the old-fashioned way. Washboards, clotheslines, and please be so kind as to finish my jacket. Get out of here. – Yes, Chef. Thanks for taking me, Will. Now you and I get to spend a little one on one. I’m hoping that Elise coming with me on this reward helps build team morale. Because in the past, a lot of people have had problems with Elise. And I don’t want those problems. Hell yeah. That’s what I am talking about. That is exactly what I’m talking about. Your chariot awaits, madam. This is absolutely insane. ELISE: Stunning. All right. – That’s Wolfgang Puck. – That’s Wolfgang Puck. Look at them. That’s fucking pimp, dude. Hello. You guys are traveling in style, here. How are you, Chef? Welcome to Spago. I’m super excited. Can’t wait to get inside and actually eat his food. – Enjoy. – Thank you, Chef. Very excited, Chef. This is crazy. I know. Oh my god. It looks so extravagant. WILL: Thank you very much, Chef. This is basically the celebration of beets. It’s really the epitome of spring. ELISE: It’s beautiful. Everything is absolutely gorgeous, Chef. Enjoy it. Thank you very much, Chef, we appreciate it, right. Shall we? Let’s go. Mm. That is so good. As an up-and-coming chef, to me this is the absolute perfect way to spend the day. ELISE: This is one of the best rewards yet. NARRATOR: While Elise and Will enjoy some of LA’s finest cuisine. Back in Hell’s Kitchen. I can’t even believe I’m doing this. NARRATOR: Tommy, Jennifer, and Paul are suffering through laundry day. I’m hoping that one of you has done this before. What do you think, I’m a pilgrim? Seriously. We use washing machines, lady. I’ve never hand-washed laundry in my life. It’s like, super nasty. Boil, bubble, toil, and trouble. What do you put in a witch’s brew? I’ve never worked with Tommy, so this is my first experience. And Tommy is very different. God help me right now. NARRATOR: While Tommy marches to the beat of his own drummer. Welcome to the Foundry on Melrose. NARRATOR: Will and Elise have moved on to their second restaurant and a special meal prepared for them by chef Eric Greenspan. ELISE: Look at that, it’s so pretty. This is our duck breast. New York strip loin. – Can we eat it? – Grub. – Yay. I gotta tell you, really, really impressive stuff today. Thank you, Chef. It is a pleasure having you guys. Thank you very, Chef. It’s a pleasure being here. That’s bomb. You and I have never cooked together. You know what I’m saying? And all the bullshit with the red team, we’ve just got to make sure that we do what we got to do as a team. Kick ass, and take some names on your way out the door. Maybe some of your pre-questions, or thinking to yourself, oh, she’s about drama, will be erased. I know I was the most-hated member of the red team. But I don’t have to explain myself to anybody, especially in a competition setting. [phone ringing] Hello? I’d like to see everybody in the dining room, with their jackets on, urgently. Yes Chef. Downstairs to the dining room, urgently. Oh my god. What the hell is going on? Listen Listen carefully. Tomorrow night, you will be in one kitchen together. But there will be another team inside the red kitchen. They, too, have had the honor of wearing a black jacket. Awesome. Oh my god. And I want you to meet your opponents right now. From Hell’s Kitchen five. You want to hear something, dude? I will cook circles around you. You couldn’t cook my cock. Say hello to Ben. I used to have a crush on Ben. So I recognized Ben. I’m looking at him like, I’m blushing. Our next chef, from Hell’s Kitchen six. I’m on my way back into the kitchen, Chef. Good, let’s go. I am a fighter. Get off my station, please! Tennille. What, what? I remember Tennille. She’s a strong woman. She’s tough as nails. I want to be just like her. And now, from Hell’s Kitchen eight. How’s my size? You need, I got– I just need you to say, I’m ready. Well done, Trevor. Let’s go. GORDON RAMSAY: Trev. Now, from Hell’s Kitchen eight. What happened to your eyebrows? Did you singe them off? No, I got them tattooed on. Scallops cooked perfectly. Come back to me. I will, Chef. GORDON RAMSAY: Jillian. ELISE: Jillian, OK. And last, brace yourselves. This is crazy. From Hell’s Kitchen six. Don’t touch me, bro. Bitch, move over. Let me put this fucking food out. Now, let’s go. You’re going to love it, brother, you’re going to love it. My name is Van, by the way. GORDON RAMSAY: Van. Yeah baby! Game time, game time. Woo! Great to see you all, yes. Welcome back. I really mean that. Chefs, trust me. They are here to kick your ass. Yes we are! – Woo! – They’re not. Bring it. Did you guys bring your sunglasses? Because we’re about to shine. Nah, I just bought body bags. See what happens tomorrow night. Game on. I think that the returning chefs are going to bring their A game. They all have a chip on their shoulder. That they came here, and they didn’t make it to the end. They’re our stiffest competition so far in Hell’s Kitchen. And I’m not taking it lightly. OK. Each team will be cooking a menu that you design. What? GORDON RAMSAY: That’s right. Awesome. You will have one hour to decide what your menus will be. Yes? All right. Your hour starts from now. Get going. Let’s light this candle. Much respect to the returning vets. They’re all badass people. But we’re going to kick their fucking asses. Let’s go, baby. This ain’t momma’s first time at the rodeo. I think the current chefs should be shaking in their boots. Because not only have we been here, but this is a chance for us to come in and compete for our reputations. For us, it’s a pride thing. Second chance, baby, come on. We all know the routine. Apps first. Apps first, let’s knock them out. A leafy salad, a nice tomato salad. We could just do fried green tomatoes. Fried green tomatoes. That sounds awesome. That sounds delicious. We’re on top of our gave tonight, planning this menu. We all got along. It’s because we’re vets, baby. We’ve been through this before. Cool beans, guys. I’m liking this. What about lemon parmesan risotto? – With what garnish for it? – Wild mushroom. Do a lemon thyme risotto with a mushroom, yeah. I’m putting on the lemon parmesan risotto. Elise, write lemon thyme risotto. Because it’s obviously going to have parmesan cheese. No question. – i heard you. Yeah. All right, take it easy. It’s not all what you want. What about my idea with tuna tartare? – I’ll do tuna tartare. – I could do tuna tartare. – Tuna tartare sounds good. – All right, tuna tartare with– Do like a wasabi avocado– Yeah. Look. If I feel like everybody’s ideas ain’t being considered, then we going to start nixing ideas. Because no person here is going to dominate. This is a team effort. We’re not, we’re making tuna tartares. You are. Everything that you guys say, I notice you try to stick with. Anything that we’re saying, you don’t want. You don’t want tuna tartare? You can’t say that at all, girl. You got your risotto up on the fricking menu. No, that’s his risotto. I said lemon parm. I didn’t say thyme. What do you guys think of that wasabi crusted tuna? Nope, I don’t like it. I think the tuna tartare idea was a good idea. – I did too. – You brought it up. You brought up tuna tartare. I said tuna tartare, and he completely dominated everything that was in it. I didn’t even get to finish my thought. So finish your thought. Tuna tartare with what? What’s the point? What’s the point? – because we’re here to listen. – No, you’re not listening. Because I’ve thrown out so many ideas, and you all are saying no. – You know what? We need to chill right now. Seriously. We all just need to chill. Elise, what kind of tartare? It’s not Will’s menu, it’s not Paul’s menu, it’s the black team’s menu. – First off, you know what? Shut up! Elise. You need to sit down for a minute. We need to get this going. You’re not my mother. I’m going to say what I need to say. I’m not fucking cooking Will’s menu, I’m not fucking cooking Paul’s menu. This is not red team, blue team, it’s black team. No! I’m sick of this. Me too. This is exactly what I was talking about when I said that we didn’t want the red team’s bullshit coming over here. You had to have been the problem. Whatever. You had to have been the problem on the red team. I’m not the problem, because I’m still here. Look, my reason– No, you’re trying to overstep, and try– I’m not overstepping. You fucking came out here when at least– You know what? Give me the marker, just write Elisa’s menu on top. You do what you want to do. No, write blue team menu. If you want to make the whole menu, go ahead. But I’m going to vote you out if we lose. I’m done. I’m done. I’m not doing this. I’m done. I’m going to go home right now. ELISE: So? Will, please come back. Yeah, for what reason? Oh god, please stop the dramatics, Jennifer. It’s annoying. – Oh my god, Elise. – Oh my god. – Oh please, oh please. This is some bullshit. No please, Will. Oh my god. Bye-bye. If he wants to act like that about it, then fine. Less competition. I don’t tolerate disrespect. Drop the shit, we got to get this done. There’s just something about Elise that lights my fuse. But I came here to win. I got to stay focused on the prize. And if it entails me having to remove myself from the situation, that’s what I need to do. Tuna tartare, with shaved pickle cucumbers. Are we going to ever finish this? I’m loving this, man. This is a total setup for success menu, absolutely. So everybody’s good? Yes, definitely. We’ll see you guys tomorrow. NARRATOR: As the one hour clock winds down, the returning chefs are feeling confident in their menu. While the current chefs are forced to settle on theirs. I like to the menu. Do you like the menu? It’s fine. – Do you like it, or is it fine? – No, it’s good. It’s a good menu. – You like it. Yeah. ELISE: All right. I’m going to throw up. NARRATOR: After a combative evening, the chefs prepare for their first dinner service together as the black team. How’s everyone looking? everybody feel confident? Yeah. NARRATOR: But the veteran chefs competing in the red kitchen. Everybody just start setting up a station. NARRATOR: Are all business. I got garnish almost set up. Let’s go. I think that the energy and the returning alumni black team is strong. All of us feel like there’s unfinished business. And the advantage that we have is that we’re not concerned about who is going to be eliminated. We’re here to just do the food. Jennifer, that’s how you want them? They look good. OK. I’m not going to say that the black team are BFFs with Elise. But when service comes, we have to work as a team. But I didn’t have time to put whipped cream in a pastry bag, yet. I’ll help you work on all that. We can’t have a blow-up tonight. For Elisa’s sake, she better make sure that this service goes flawlessly. Because if it doesn’t, it’s fucking over. OK, James? – Yes, Chef. – Open Hell’s Kitchen. Let’s go. NARRATOR: For tonight’s dinner service, each team has created menus consisting of four appetizers, four entrees, and three desserts. On order, four covers table 20, two scallops, two risotto, two beet salad. ALL: Yes, Chef. Excellent, let’s go. Three and a half, Paul. Three and a half on the first two, five on the second two. Returning chefs, here we go. On order, four cover table 30, two gnocchi, one prawn, one tomato salad, entree two tuna two beef. ALL: Yes, Chef. Let’s go. This is the moment. Time to leave it all in the kitchen. Let it all happen. Let it all hang out. Tonight is the night we it all goes down. Oh, shit. Game time, baby. Game time. NARRATOR: While Van pumps himself up in the red kitchen. How long? Five minutes to the window. NARRATOR: Back in the blue kitchen. How long on those beet salads? It’s on Tommy. NARRATOR: It’s up to Will and Tommy to get their team off to a strong start on appetizers. Yo, you’ve got to keep it clean, bro. You’ve got to make sure they’re clean. I’m going to say what I have to say to try to get a fire under Tommy’s ass. Get the fucking beets off the goddamn rim of the plate. Will, how long on that? Three and a half minutes, he’s out on that. How does that look? I would go a little less dressing on it. Tommy was just like, Will’s bitch boy. Good. Yeah, it’s good right? Will was so busy holding his hands. Both of them, and his nuts. Where are the fucking wonton chips, Tom? Sorry, man. Let’s go, come on guys. Roll the orders, yes? Trev, take control. On it, let’s go. GORDON RAMSAY: Take control. How long? Since I was last on Hell’s Kitchen, I’m more confident in the kitchen. You’re going to have three gnocchis all day coming. You’re going to have two prawns coming. I got it. I used to operate mile a minute. Now I’m more cool, calm, collected. Pull out those. What’d we decide? Ready, ready, ready? If you’re rushing around like an idiot, you’re going to look like an idiot. I need three tomato salads all day, please. They’re right there. I have that leadership about me now, where, you know, people listen when I talk. Prawn, prawn, prawn, plate. Ben, Ben, Ben, need you, prawn, plate. I’ve learned how to slow down in the kitchen. Take your time. Do it right. Frisee salad to the window. We don’t need to make it that fast out, or it’s going to sit. It’s all right, I just want to be ahead. Just keep calm. Yeah buddy, yeah. What salad is that for? That’s for the next one, no? Trev. Chef? You’ve given me the frisee salad for the next table. Sorry. We’re jumping ahead of ourselves. Come on, big boy. – One minute. Take it back. Trev, we don’t even need this. Now you got to make it again. NARRATOR: It’s 45 minutes into dinner service. And thanks to Will. Walking to the window, Chef, walking to the window. NARRATOR: The black team of current chefs is off to a great start with appetizers. That’s fantastic. NARRATOR: And is now moving on to entrees. I’m walking if you’re walking. Oh you’re walking? I’m walking if you’re walking. What do you think? This one’s perfect, right Paul? Paul, this one’s perfect, right? Huh? Yes or no? Yes, yes, yes, Elise. Elise was constantly questioning herself. Which a great chef doesn’t do. That looks good to you? Yes. Thank you. That just proves to me you don’t know what you’re doing. Paul. Yes? Do you think that’s medium, or you think that’s OK? – I think that’s fine. – All right. Where’s the fillet? Give me that fillet, Elise. Right behind you. Looks nice, the dish. That beef’s cooked perfectly. Thank you, Chef. NARRATOR: Elise has delivered perfect meat, with a little guidance from Paul. Meanwhile, in the other kitchen, Tennille is ready with her entrees. Two tuna coming up, Chef. Two tuna. Guys, come here, quickly, all of you. 30 seconds, quick. Touch that. It’s ice cold. Hell’s Kitchen is definitely what I remembered it to be. Tennille? Yes Sir, heard. And worse. How long, Tennille? I had two tuna, right? Chef talks like a car auctioneer. Tennille, are we ready, are we going, are we moving? Let’s go! My head is about to explode. Somebody give me better. Anybody got butter over there. Can you grab me a saute pan? Tennille on the fish station. Bad. What is this? Tennille? – Chef? – The tuna’s overcooked. It’s like canned tuna, come one. Yes, Chef. NARRATOR: While Tennille makes yet another attempt at the tuna, over in the blue kitchen Chef Ramsay is waiting on the. Lobster, how long Paul? I’m walking it up right now, Chef. Come on, Paul, drive it, let’s go. Lobster’s overcooked. Really overcooked. Paul. Yes chef? Come here, your butter’s too hot. It’s like rubber there, yes? Come on. Sorry Chef. Drop me two more in there, quickly. Paul talks a good game. But when it comes to service, he just can’t handle the pressure. How long do you need Paul? Four minute, five. Paul was hesitating. I’ve been a leader since the first day I stepped in here. Now it’s my time. I’m taking over. Three minutes to the window, Paul. No, no, no. – Two minutes for you, Jennifer. – Come on, let’s go. – Thank you. – Elise, slow down. Slow it down. I need to get this lobster out first. You’re not going to bossing me around. So you need more than three minutes? Just hold it. Elise tries to bully everybody. But she ain’t getting the fucking best of me. Lobster, Paul? How long please? Two minutes to the window. Oh please. Paul, it’s your call. I’m ready. I’m ready. Holding on Paul. You’re in control. Yes, Chef. I’m looking for a leader, not a line cook. Come on. – Yes, let’s go. Three minutes. NARRATOR: As Paul tries to control Elise on the meat station. I need garnish for two fish, garnish for two lobster in three. Three minutes heard. NARRATOR: Over in the red kitchen. For tuna and beef. Running it, coming at you. It took me a few minutes, but once I got my bearings in the kitchen, it was just like riding a bicycle. Coming behind, very hot. Fire it back up, baby, woo! How are we doing? How are we doing? Lamb’s requested. Oh fuck, here we go. Hey guys, guys, come on. Come on, all of you, come here. Lamb requested medium well. Is that medium well? ALL: No, Chef. Come on! Come on Van, pull it back, baby. I undercooked the lamb dish. And Chef Ramsay threw it back at me. What’s new? Van, slow down. I know you can cook perfectly well. And your temperatures. – Yes, Chef. – Let’s go. Five minutes to the window. Two lamb, two beef. Let’s go, Van. This is why we’re Here baby. NARRATOR: Nearly two hours into dinner service, and with the Van bouncing back. Van, they’re cooked beautifully, the fillets. Thank you, Chef. NARRATOR: Food is now flying out of both kitchens. Wow That’s quite different than what thought. All of you, come here. All of you, hurry up. Right now, it’s neck and neck. There’s three tickets left for you, and three tickets left for you. Come on, let’s go. NARRATOR: And with major bragging rights on the line. Out of my fucking way, man. NARRATOR: It’s anybody’s game. Go, go. Immediately go with two more bronzini. Four bronzini all day. We all know what the all day is, just the get the shit up. Tuna, beef, how long? One of everything. If someone can help me, we’d be out of here in like, two seconds. Push it out, you guys. Watch your back, watch your back, coming down, coming down. It’s just gone cold. All of you, come here. All of you. Just touch that. Don’t be scared, I’m not going to hurt you. – No, it’s just cold. – It’s just gone fucking cold. I don’t understand. I need to fucking win a service. Get your shit together. Put the bok choy in the goddamn pan. Get it hot. Let’s go. Give them to me, Paul. Give them to me. In no way, shape, or form at that moment did my heart sink. The only thing that did was make me grab that pan and put it on the fire and do it myself. One minute to the window, Chef. Bronzini, wait, wait, wait. Give me a minute. – Come on, guys. We’re almost there. Two tickets left. Dammit, I want to win so fucking bad right now. Van, let’s go, let’s go. Service please. Elise. Right behind, right behind, coming behind. Pick up, let’s go. Come on guys, let’s finish strong. Last ticket, guys. Yes Chef. They’re on their last ticker, and so are you. Let’s show them what’s what. Two fillet, ready to go. Let’s not fuck around. Let’s get this out now. – Come on, guys. 30 seconds on garnish, Chef, 30 seconds. Go please. Good job. – Good job. – Shake hands with you. – Thank you very much. Good job guys. Come here, quickly. come around, quickly. Tonight proved that you are all worthy of wearing a black jacket. Now I’ve got some serious thinking to do. Clear down, good job, well done. Thank you, Chef. Great job. OK. Both kitchens performs quite well. As a matter of fact, I’ve gone through each and every customer comment card. Yes? There was one question on the comment card that determines tonight’s winner. And it’s the fairest way I could decide. The question is, would you return? In one kitchen, 80% of your diners said they would return. In the other kitchen, 96% of the customers said they would return. The winning team tonight is current chefs. [cheering] Oh my god. Awesome. Like I said, cream rises to the top. Well I must say a big thank you to our returning chefs. Great job. Thank you, guys. It was an absolute pleasure. But get the hell out of Hell’s Kitchen. Let’s go. – Pleasure. Biggest thing I’m frustrated about right now, this is my second chance, and I still can’t shine, man. But let them have it. I’m an executive chef, baby. I’m executive now. OK. Here is where it gets a little bit sad. Because unfortunately I need you to go back to the dorm, and give me the name of two people that should be up for elimination. What? Get upstairs. You’ve got some serious talking to do. It sucks knowing that someone has to leave after we’ve had a good service. But it’s a competition. And someone’s always got to go. All right, I’ll go first, just because I hate talking about this shit. Paulie had a lobster come back. Jennifer, you had a bok choy come back. Will? Jen. And I’m going to say Elise. Based on the fact that it was so difficult to come up with something as stupid as conceptualizing a menu. But we came up with a menu, and it was a good menu, so. But it was like pulling teeth. But I didn’t make any mistakes. So you can vote for whoever you want. I’m voting for Elise, because I think she’s fucking detrimental the team. That’s bullshit. I didn’t have any mistakes tonight. You fucking asked everybody in the kitchen if your steaks were on temp. No, I asked one steak. You asked three different steaks. You’re a fucking liar. No, I’m not a liar. I asked you one fucking steak, if you thought it was over. One fucking steak. You asked me three times, Elise. I asked you once. Paul? PAUL: Yes? This one’s perfect right? Yes or no? Yes, yes. – That looks good to you? – Yes. You think that’s medium, or you think that’s OK? I think it’s fine. You want to put me up because you’re scared. No. I will beat you. Do not get in my fucking face. If I don’t go home, you better watch it. I’m a better cook than you. – You’re a fucking cancer. – You’re intimated. – No I’m not. You’re intimidated. Yeah you are. You’re cancer. Elise, you are cancer. Yeah you are. Your dish at the challenge yesterday was shit, you keep making the same shit over and over again, because you don’t have no fucking creativity. Hold on, wait, we’ll fucking grill a lemon, and put some piece of bread on it. That’s fine. – Yeah, whatever. Fuck yourself, Elise. I’ll see you later. Fuck that bitch, bro. Diplomacy is over. All I can think is, I could be going home. I don’t want to look back and say, I should have done this. I’m going to say what I have to say. Hey, can I talk to you alone for a minute? Yes. Well before I leave, because I feel like I’m going home, I think you are adorable. I’ve had a huge crush on you since like day one. Aw, you’re so cute. I love you too, Jen. But you’re from Boston, and I’m from New York. It’s not going to work. But I love you, anyway, come here. Come here, there’s love. I am so embarrassed right now. Jenni socks loves me, she wants to hug me. Be I am adorable. Elise. First nominee, and why, please. Jennifer, Chef. Because Jennifer had food come back tonight. Team’s second nominee. Me, Chef. Excuse me? Myself. Why? Because I’m overly abrasive. Overly abrasive. Yep. OK, Jennifer, Elise, step forward, please. Jennifer, tell me why you think you should say Hell’s Kitchen. Chef, I think I should stay in Hell’s Kitchen because I have so much more to show you. I think I’m a better chef than Elise. I think I have better leadership skills. I’m here to show you that I can be a leader. Truthfully, for me, on a personal note, you were just a little too quiet. Elise. Why do you think you should stay in Hell’s Kitchen? Because you’re looking for a winner. You’re looking for someone who takes charge and can deliver. And that’s me. I’m up here because they’re intimidated. I’m up here because they’re intimidated. – They’re not intimated. – Yes they are. – They’re not. – Yes they are. I can be less abrasive. But one thing I’ll never be is a follower, like some people that are still here are. Dude, honestly, get over yourself. Enough. OK. My decision is Jennifer. Take off your jacket. What? Listen to me. This jacket is filthy dirty. Get this one, and get back in line. Oh my god. Ow. Elise. Let me tell you something really important. No one performed in such a way that they deserve to leave this competition. You have one more chance. Get back in line. What the fuck? I brought in competition to raise your game. And tonight, you make me proud. Good job tonight. ALL: Thank you, Chef. Get out of here. They’re mad because I won’t let them push me around. I don’t care about any of them. I’m here for me. Not for them, for me. Elise’s problem is that she trusts absolutely nobody else. You can’t be a good leader unless you know how to follow. She’s not going to win Hell’s Kitchen. I’ll be damned if I let that happen. I’m so embarrassed right now. I shouldn’t have told Paul, but I did. I’ll never live this down, at all. Tonight’s service was the best yet in Hell’s Kitchen. Just like the returning chefs received a second chance, I decided to give Elise and Jennifer a second chance as well. Hopefully they’ll make the most of it. NARRATOR: Next up on Hell’s Kitchen. You thought you knew Elise. Do you take medication? Elise, stop it. Because I think that you are living in another world. NARRATOR: You thought you’d seen her at her worst. You better get out of my face. NARRATOR: But baby, you ain’t seen nothing yet. I told you two minutes ago. Don’t start. Get off. Get off of it. You got to get out of my space. Are you fucking kidding me? NARRATOR: Can anyone stop the diva chef from hell? Oh hell no. I need to complete a fucking table. No one’s picking it up. Waiting on her. For a change. Watch her throw a tantrum now. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, too. NARRATOR: Or will she take the entire kitchen down with her? When the restaurant stops serving, everyone gets fucking fired. I’m done. All of you, fuck off. NARRATOR: Find out next time. On the most intense episode of Hell’s Kitchen. Go stick your fucking head in that oven. And I’ll talk to you through the fucking gas burner. NARRATOR: Of the year.