Hell’s Kitchen Season 14 – Ep. 11 | Taste Test Turbulence and Charity Chaos | Full Episode

Hell’s Kitchen heats up as Chef Ramsay throws the chefs into a blind taste test with a splashy twist. With punishment looming for every wrong answer, tensions rise as the teams battle it out. The pressure intensifies at a star-studded charity dinner where mistakes abound and tempers flare. Who will rise to the occasion and who will face Chef Ramsay’s wrath?

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NARRATOR: And now, the continuation of "Hell’s Kitchen." Get out of here. T: Meghan is finally gone. Now, I’m going to step up as a leader. This is a great opportunity that has just fallen into my lap. JOSHUA: Yo, holy shit. What? What? What just happened? Chef Ramsay sees the fight in me. I know what I’m capable of, and I know what I have to do to win. Oh, it’s on like Donkey Kong. Yo, this is good. Tell me I don’t want to fucking crush the Blue Team now. I have to. Fuck, yeah. Damn that sucks, Nick. – Yeah, for the girls. Poor things. They can have Josh. That means one less loud cackle in the kitchen for me. I’m sorry, girls. Fuck, yeah. See you. Fucking see you. Peace. Good lord. [phone ringing] Good Morning, this is Alison. Chef Ramsay needs all you guys outside in front of Hell’s Kitchen, right now. ALISON: Outside of Hell’s Kitchen, right now. Good morning. Good morning, chef. Come on up, please. I go outside, and there’s some shit under some black capes. The wheels are definitely turning at this point. Quick question. How many of you are confident in your palate? Curious. Time to test your palates in the 14th annual blind taste test. And I’ve brought back the dunk tanks right over here. ALL: Oh. Oh, no. Oh, god. Can everybody swim? I don’t want no parts of this dunk tank. I got on dry drawers, a dry undershirt. I ain’t trying to get it all wet up. Whilst one of you is competing in the blind taste test, your performance is not only going to affect your team’s chances for victory, it’s also going to have repercussions on your teammates. One of your teammates will be sat on top of the tank. If you get two correct answers out of four, your teammate stays dry. But if you get three wrong, your teammate gets dunked. Everybody understand? Michelle and Meghan, head to the dunk tanks. Let’s go, T and Milly. Let’s go, please. ALISON: All right, T. Let’s go. NICK: Come on, brother. MEGHAN: Oh, god. NARRATOR: In this, the only challenge chef Ramsay brings back every year, the chefs must prove the strength of their palates by identifying as many foods as possible using only their sense of taste. Milly, can you hear me? T, can you hear me? NARRATOR: The team with the most correct answers wins the challenge. Number one. Let’s start off with something easy. Chicken. Texture. Taste. Turkey. [buzz] GORDON RAMSAY: (WHISPERING) Wrong. Chicken. Chicken. [ding] GORDON RAMSAY: (WHISPERING) Well done. Next one. (WHISPERING) Apple. Pears. [buzz] GORDON RAMSAY: (WHISPERING) Wrong. Apple. Apple. [ding] GORDON RAMSAY: Meghan, you are staying dry. How you feeling, Michelle? Get two right. This water is really fucking cold. My toes are cold. My feet are cold. I mean, I don’t want to get dunked in water today. I just did my hair. Come on, T. You can do this. GORDON RAMSAY: Next one. (WHISPERING) Carrot. Carrots [ding] Carrot. [ding] GORDON RAMSAY: Last one. Cauliflower. Mmm. Cauliflower. [ding] Yay, I don’t have to go in the water. Good job, T. Can I get down now? Please? Cauliflower [ding] GORDON RAMSAY: Well done, Milly. Four for four. You have a palate, young man. – Thank you, chef. Oh, yeah! Four for four. Boom. Here y’all go. Perfect. I could be Helen Keller in a blind taste test. OK, Alison and Randy, take your place in the dunk tank. Joshua, Nick, let’s go. – Yes, chef. Excuse me, ladies. I’m very confident in my palate. I mean, I’ve been eating things since I could walk. (WHISPERING) Lobster. Come on, guys. You work with it every day. Lobster, chef. [ding] Crab meat? [buzz] Shit. Easy one. Celery. Celery, chef. [ding] GORDON RAMSAY: Great job. Alison, you are dry, young lady. Turnip? [buzz] GORDON RAMSAY: You’re wrong. Randy, get ready, bud. One more wrong and you’re dunked. (WHISPERING) Spinach. [laughter] Parsley, chef? [buzz] Randy, is he going to get this? Not looking very good, is it, chef? Lettuce. [buzz] Bye-bye, Randy. [laughter] [carnival music playing] All right, Randy. Get out. (WHISPERING) American cheese. Come on, Nick, you’ve got to get one right. As a former fat kid, you know, every sandwich I had had American cheese. So I knew it right away. American cheese, chef. GORDON RAMSAY: Well done. Three of four. American cheese. NARRATOR: Josh has delivered a strong performance for his new team. GORDON RAMSAY: Josh, well done. Thank you, chef. NARRATOR: And the score is now tied. Five to five. T and Milly, now it’s your turn to take the seat in the dunk tank. Michelle and Meghan, your turn to taste. Let’s go. Let’s go, T. I really want to beat Meghan. She needs to be humbled. She’s not the queen bee of all of us. (WHISPERING) Strawberries. Peach. [buzz] Pineapple [buzz] ALL: Oh. Yikes. (WHISPERING) Macadamia nut. Peanuts. [buzz] Macadamia nuts. [ding] NARRATOR: After two wrong answers– Potato. NARRATOR: –Michelle’s palate, or lack thereof, has left T on the edge of her seat. OK, T. You going to stay dry? Yes, chef. She got this. Don’t overthink it. GORDON RAMSAY: Oh, no. I’m tasting, tasting, tasting. But all I can taste is fucking nuts in my mouth. Potato? [ding] GORDON RAMSAY: Potato. – Potato? [ding] GORDON RAMSAY: Wow. Milly, you’re dry for sure. (WHISPERING) Egg white. Egg whites? [ding] Eggs? [ding] – Well done. Headsets off. Eight to seven for blue. NARRATOR: It’s the final round, and with the Red Team down by one point– Josh and Nick, down to the dunk tank, please. NARRATOR: –it all comes down to the matchup of Allison and Randy. GORDON RAMSAY: Let’s go. RANDY: This is probably the most nervous I’ve been on a competition because some ingredients– I’m afraid I won’t even know what the hell they are. Fresh tomatoes. I’m just going to have to make my best "edumacated" guess. That’s going to be it. Tomatoes. [ding] Tomatoes. [ding] Oatmeal. Steel oats? [ding] Josh, you’re staying dry. Rice? [buzz] GORDON RAMSAY: Nine to nine, guys. Every ingredient is important. Butternut squash. A yam? [buzz] Come on, Randy. Potato? [buzz] GORDON RAMSAY: Nine to nine. JOSHUA: Come on, Alison. It all comes down to this. JOSHUA: Come on, Alison. You got this. Onions. A scallion. [buzz] (WHISPERING) Wrong. It’s onion. Randy, it’s all on you, buddy. Randy, I’ll go Randy. Get it wrong. Get it wrong. Get it wrong. Get it wrong. A leek? Goodbye, Nick. [laughter] Way to return the favor. Randy, I thought you would do that for your team. Me too, chef. NARRATOR: After four rounds and 16 ingredients, the teams are tied at nine, forcing a sudden death tiebreaker. Milly, Josh, step forward, please. Let’s go. NARRATOR: As the chefs with the best performance from the early rounds step up to represent their teams– Alison, Meghan, head to the dunk tank. Let’s go. NARRATOR: –their partners assume the position, as well. Blindfolds on first. JOSHUA: Well, it’s sudden death. It’s me and Milly. This is my competition. This is my challenge. I’m going to prove myself on the Red Team and make the Blue Team miss me. GORDON RAMSAY: Because this is a tiebreaker, one wrong answer, and you’ll dunk your teammates. Oh, I hate my life sometimes. Here we go. Come on, Milly. Zucchini. Please. – Rutabaga. – Aw, fuck. [buzz] Goodbye, Alison. [screaming] [carnival music playing] Holy fuck, the water is cold. (WHISPERING) Zucchini. What? Milly can win this. Here we go, guys. Stand by, Meghan. Milly from Philly. Oh, god. No. I gotta say pear, chef. [buzz] GORDON RAMSAY: Oh, pears. Bye, Meghan. ALISON: Crazy. Meg-bird. I feel like a wet rat. Zucchini. It’s still a tie. Avocado. Josh thinks he has it. Come on, Joshy. Avocado. [ding] Here we go. If Milly gets this wrong, the Red Team have won. Come on, Milly. Potatoes, chef. [buzz] Potatoes. Meghan, goodbye. Headset off. Well done, Josh. You won it for your team. Yeah! Here we go, baby! Meghan looks like a fucking racoon right now. Here makeup is all smeared. It’s actually kind of satisfying. Nice. Yes. You’re welcome, Josh. Thanks. You got me wet, but it’s OK. Josh, well done. You’ve won it for your Red Team. What a time to win it. I have arranged for all of you to enjoy some of the best caviar in the world at Petrossian. [team cheering] GORDON RAMSAY: This tasting menu is exclusive and costs over $1,200 per person. Now, you’ll also be going on a shopping spree. [excited laughter] Yeah, I love the girls’ team. Josh, get over here. Here’s $2,000 to share with your team. That’s crazy, chef. Caviar and then shopping. Like, fuck every other reward. It’s just beyond amazing. Thank you, chef. Blue Team, we are hosting a unique dinner tonight in Hell’s Kitchen for two very, very important charities that are near and dear to my heart. And we are going to give them one memorable evening. First of all, you’ll be setting up the dining room. Move every single table and chair out of there, and then you’ll carry in two very large 12-tops. Also, I want you to make an incredible sangria. Start off peeling and chopping pineapples, pears, apples. I want each and every grape peeled. You’ve got a lot of work ahead of you. Red Team, you’ve got a lot of shopping. You go get changed. This is not the best start on the Bue Team for me. It’s really not a good feeling. JOSHUA: (SINGING) I got that money. I got that money. Good job, Josh. Thank you. I can start dicing apples. I’ll start zesting citrus. I’ll start peeling grapes. I’m going to get, like, the record for most challenges lost. Punishment, you know, I just– it follows me wherever I go– on the Red Team or the Blue Team. Maybe I’m bad luck. [cheering] Josh can go fuck himself. That’s how I feel about that. Figured I’d wear blue, in honor of Nick. Josh is just a little shit, and he likes to rub it in everyone’s faces. I don’t want to see Josh win anything. He’s so annoying. Hi, guys. Welcome to Petrossian West Hollywood. Congratulations on winning your reward. ALL: Thank you. We’ve spared no expense with the caviar. This is single-handedly the best thing that could be happening to the Red Team right now. We’re loving life. We’re feeling good. Oh, my god, amazing. All right everyone. Here we are. That, team, goes for $1,065. Wow. That’s the best, right there. This is, by far, the most expensive lunch I’ve ever had in life. The food was definitely exquisite. JOSHUA: Hey, let’s go spend some money! NARRATOR: As the Red Team celebrates their extravagant lunch– MARINO: OK. Enjoy your lunch. MILLY: All right. Thank you, Marino. See you in a bit. NARRATOR: –the Blue Team is just happy to get a break. You want ham or a cheese? I have ham and cheese out. NARRATOR: But one member of the Blue team can’t seem to give himself a break. That was my fault. I don’t know why I didn’t just say fricking onion. We all got shit wrong. I could’ve went for the shopping spree, but I don’t know about sitting there eating fish eggs. NARRATOR: As the Blue Team reluctantly resumes their punishment duties– I want to go shopping. NARRATOR: –the Red Team eagerly arrives for their shopping spree. T: I’m shopping I’m shopping on Melrose. I can’t believe this. Hi. Welcome to Kitson. Please, shop. I gotta have these socks, dude. I’m a sock lover. – It’s not horrible, right? – What do you think? Winter in New York? That’s so cute. It’s so fun right now, just shopping with all three of my teammates. Yeah, this is super cute. Michelle’s a girly girl. Like, oh my god. Look at this. This is so cute. This is amazing. T, look. Oh, yeah. That’s really super-fedora cute. Oh, snap. (SINGING) In the city. It was fucking epic, like, just running around and looking at stuff. What? I spent $500, and this is all I have to show. We have definitely bonded as a team. We’re definitely going to kill it at dinner service. Oh, yeah. Where do they want the tables? MEGHAN: In the hallway. I don’t know if we’re stronger or weaker not having Josh. Josh is a strong player. But so is Meghan. She’s smart, good chef. So we’ll see. MEGHAN: This is ridiculous. NICK: Which way do these fold up? Kick them in. NICK: In this way? RANDY: Yep. NICK: We may have lost the challenge, but the Red Team can have Josh. I’ll take Meghan any day. [meghan grunting] MEGHAN: Shit. Oh, god. [screams] NICK: You got it? I got it. All right. All right. We’re going to have to put this down. NARRATOR: The Red Team, on the other hand– [blue team chattering] NARRATOR: –is just returning from their shopping spree, relaxed and ready for the evening ahead. ALISON: Hey, Meghan. Wow, Meghan’s like, fuck you. I was extremely disappointed that I didn’t get to go on this award. I can spend $500 in, like, 15 minutes. ALISON: Oh, look, Milly. T: Fitteds, kicks. Socks, you know. You should’ve seen the kicks. You would have loved it. JOSHUA: You buying cheap for days. Losing this challenge sucked. You can buy shoes. GORDON RAMSAY: Red Team, line up, please. Let’s go. T: Yes, chef. GORDON RAMSAY: Blue Team, line up, please. All right, Red Team, Blue Team, how you feeling? ALL: Good, chef. Tonight is a big one, as you know. I’ve decided to close Hell’s Kitchen to the public because we have two very worthy charities. Both tables will be receiving a very exciting, five-course meal. So five courses. One course each, and then, you’ll step up and all jump on the desserts. So it will be your job to lead your team in getting that course out, perfectly cooked. I want to see leadership. What do I want to see? ALL: Leadership. GORDON RAMSAY: Get on your stations. ALL: Yes, chef. Let’s go. Marino. – Si, chef. Open Hell’s Kitchen, please. Let’s go. Certo, sir. [music playing] NARRATOR: Tonight, Hell’s Kitchen is hosting a special dinner honoring major contributors and fundraisers to two special charity organizations– Step Up Women’s Network– GORDON RAMSAY: Look how gorgeous this table is. Welcome. NARRATOR: –and actress Fran Drescher’s Cancer Schmancer movement. – Hi. – Good to see you. – Thank you. – You’re welcome. NARRATOR: Guests will dine on a special, five-course meal featuring a lobster risotto appetizer prepared by Allison in the Red Kitchen and Randy in the blue kitchen, a tuna nicoise salad from Josh and Milly, pan-seared salmon cooked by T and Nick, a New York steak overseen by Michelle and Meghan, and finally, a chocolate torte dessert, which will be handled by all the chefs. – Alison– – Yes, chef. GORDON RAMSAY: Three seconds. Randy. Yes, chef. GORDON RAMSAY: Come here. NARRATOR: The plan is for the two charity tables to be served at the same time, so chef Ramsay expects both kitchens to do whatever it takes to be in sync with each other. GORDON RAMSAY: 12 stunning risotto. How long are you going? – I’m going six minutes. – Six minutes. Six minutes. Can you do that in six? RANDY: 12 risottos. Sure. Yeah. Six minutes. Let’s go. Let’s go. Six minutes, Josh. Guys, six minutes. I’ll give you a countdown. This is my station. I have to own up to my dish. There is no fear right now. I can’t be nervous. I just need to rock out with my cock out. Like, we’re in there like swimwear. Let’s just do this. Two minutes. Two minutes till risotto. Two minutes till risotto. T, you drop the lobster? T: Yes, lobsters are down. NARRATOR: While Alison takes charge of the risotto in the red kitchen– ALISON: Putting mascarpone in now. NARRATOR: –over in the blue kitchen– Little bit more stock. NICK: Make sure we all taste it, since we’re all touching it, OK? NARRATOR: –Randy seems to be cooking his risotto by committee. MEGHAN: I’m going to need more parmesan. Now, too many making the risotto is too many different flavors. So be careful there, guys, yes? OK, stand by. Getting ready to go to the pass. We’ll go get 12 plates. NICK: Heard. Milly, do you want to grab 12 plates out? I’ll grab these in a minute. I went from never cooking risotto to now it’s one of my favorite things to do. Hopefully, I can knock these risottos out and get them out the same time as the girls. Let’s go. 12 risottos walking the pass. Risottos down, quickly. So, two the same color, light and light, light. They’re not the same taste. Put them all into one pan, then divide it into two, so you’ve got, collectively– RANDY: Heard. GORDON RAMSAY: Yes? RANDY: Heard. That was my bad. I shouldn’t have done that. I don’t know what the hell I was thinking. NICK: He has two more pans right here. NARRATOR: While Randy works to get all 12 of his risottos seasoned identically– I need just a little bit more. NARRATOR: –in the red kitchen, Alison– Come on, let’s go. Let’s go. And we’re walking. Yep. NARRATOR: –delivers her risotto to the pass for plating. ALISON: Shake the plates, OK, T? GORDON RAMSAY: Come on, come on, come on, come on. Shake the plates. ALISON: All right, let’s keep it moving. Come. Lobsters, please. NARRATOR: And now, back in the blue kitchen. NICK: Randy, just start plating, buddy. You’ve got to start plating. NARRATOR: Randy has corrected his risotto and has begun plating, as well. MILLY: There’s not enough on these, and there’s too much on that one. Why have we got 16 plates of risotto out? No answer. Randy. RANDY: Eight, nine, ten. Hey! Who got 16 plates out? They’re idiots. I just want to wring their necks. Replate them, please. That’s on Randy. That was Randy’s dish. Hold on. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. Nine! Three more. RANDY: Come on, kids. Somebody help me. I need three plates. For god’s sakes. I really just wanted to grab people by the throat tonight and just take them out of the kitchen. It’ll be an easy kill. GORDON RAMSAY: Randy! What is this? NARRATOR: As Randy tries to get his plating system together– Red Team, go. Go, please. NARRATOR: –Alison’s risotto has met chef Ramsay’s standards and is making its way to their VIP guests. FRAN DRESCHER: Cooked it to perfection. GUEST: This is really good. NARRATOR: –and with Randy’s risotto lagging behind, the VIP table for the Blue Team is feeling ready to Step Up. I say we just go grab a chef’s coat and go back there and help. GUEST: Let me tell you how much help I am in a kitchen. GORDON RAMSAY: Come on, guys, please. NICK: Yes, chef. Go, please. Blue Team, go. NARRATOR: Fortunately for them, they won’t have to. Oh, that’s so good. All right. Set up for the tuna nicoises. ALL: Yes, chef. 12 plates. NARRATOR: In the red kitchen, Josh is ready to take the lead on the tuna nicoise. 4 and a half minutes. Tonight’s my first dinner service with the Red Team, and my tuna needs to be perfect. Pull them. Pull them off. Pulling. I’m not here to step on any toes, but tonight is about leading the Red Team to victory. ALISON: Josh, they’re over. They’re over? ALISON: Yeah. No, they’re good. Get the best ones. Here, this one’s good. This one’s good. This one’s good. ALISON: OK. Josh, at the end of the day, it’s your dish. And you’re the one that has to own up to it. Some of these are so over. There’s no tuna yet? I need the tuna. How long? How long? Come on, Josh. JOSHUA: Yes, chef. ALISON: Tuna right beside. JOSHUA: Tuna. Heard. T: These are all overcooked. Look at that. GORDON RAMSAY: What the fuck? Well, that’s overcooked. Look how it is. Fucking hell. Why is it all overcooked? JOSHUA: How many you got? I have some more tuna. GORDON RAMSAY: Overcooked tuna, Josh. Yes, chef. It’s working. Oh, man. NARRATOR: While Josh races to sear some more tuna, over in the blue kitchen, Milly has enlisted the help of his teammates for final plating. MEGHAN: Tight, tight, tight, tight plates. Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick. NARRATOR: But maybe he shouldn’t have. Show me that cloth. NICK: Yes, chef. GORDON RAMSAY: Hey. Come here, you. NICK: Yes, chef. It’s dirty. I shouldn’t have done that. He is wiping your plates with that fucking cloth. NICK: Sorry, Milly. Yeah, I was using the frigging rag like an idiot. GORDON RAMSAY: Oh, Jesus. Up we go, Milly, please. MILLY: Yes. GORDON RAMSAY: Service, please. I can’t believe that, Nick. Let’s go. – Thank you all. – Very nice, Milly. Well done. NARRATOR: As diners on the blue side dig into their second course– It’s delicious. NARRATOR: –diners on the red side are still waiting for their tuna. GORDON RAMSAY: Red Team– blue table are eating. This is exactly what I didn’t want to see. Hey, would you mind explaining something to them? MARINO: How long for me? Marino, I’m coming as fast as I can. Can you just give me two minutes, please? I’m sorry. – Marino, Fran Drescher’s table. JOSHUA: I’m very sorry. Do not despair. Your food will come out. Oh, we’re fine. Well, we don’t want to make our chefs nervous. Like, are you kidding me? I forgot how to cook tuna. I mean, come on. It’s one of the easiest things to cook, you know. They’re done. They’re done. Take them out. Hopefully, I can bounce back. GORDON RAMSAY: Come on, Josh. JOSHUA: Come on, girls. GORDON RAMSAY: Just stop. Just stop. Hey, Red Team. Come here. Come here. Come here. Yeah. Fucking hell. Look. Look at the difference. MICHELLE: Yes, chef. GORDON RAMSAY: That is overcooked. Canned tuna has more moisture, more texture. Yes, chef. It was a disaster. Josh really fucked up. I’m not serving that. ALL: Yes, chef. Do you have more? There’s another one overcooked. Here’s another one. ALISON: Yes, chef. – Fuck. T: Do you have more tuna on? GORDON RAMSAY: Jesus Christ. It’s all overcooked. JOSH: This is all the tuna I have? I need more tuna. I need more tuna now. I need, like, a lot more. ALISON: Here, use this one. This one’s good. I told Josh it’s overcooked. And he didn’t want to listen. Our ass is grass. Oh, my god. Can I go grab some tuna from them, chef? Can you go grab some tuna? Have we run out? There’s 20 pieces. What in the fuck is going on? It’s getting crazy in the kitchen. I swear to god, all four of you fucking go upstairs and Andy and I’ll finish. ALL: Yes, chef. Get on the same page. Hurry up, you. ALISON: All right, let’s go upstairs. No, I need tuna. Oh, my god. JOSHUA: I was excited to go to the Red Team and prove to them that I am a leader. We’re embarrassing ourselves. Let’s go. And yeah. I got my teeth knocked in. Go, please. NARRATOR: With the tuna course finally making its way to the red kitchen diners– I want to take a picture of this, it’s so nice. NARRATOR: –the spotlight is now shining on T, who will attempt to lead her team on the salmon course. Change gear. Let’s go. Six minutes in the window. I’m just ready to bust it out right now. We can’t be defeated. We can’t hold our heads down. We have to bounce back. JOSHUA: T, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t turn it over. You know how to cook the salmon, right? Excuse me, yes. 90% skin side down. Yeah, but it’s not. Josh, I got it. JOSHUA: OK, that’s fine. Take care of it. – My call, Josh. My call. JOSHUA: You gotta take care of it. All right. GORDON RAMSAY: Who’s cooking the salmon? Chef, I am, chef. NARRATOR: While T defends her turf and cooks her salmon, over in the blue kitchen– GORDON RAMSAY: Let’s go, Nick. NICK: Yes, chef. Pulling out salmon now. NARRATOR: –it appears that Nick’s salmon is ready for delivery. Only pick the best ones. Wipe them off, please. Yes. NICK: Shit, the skin’s not crispy on these. OK, Nick. Let’s go. I need a minute. The skin’s not crispy on these. MILLY: It’s cool. No, it’s not. Look, one or two of the steamers fucked up, and guess what? My ass is on the line. So I’m not going to let that happen. If it’s not perfect, I don’t want to put it out. I need 30 seconds on these three. GORDON RAMSAY: Come on, Nick, please. NICK: Don’t– let me– give me them. RANDY: They’re not They’re not ready yet. NICK: OK. It’s OK. NARRATOR: While Nick pursues perfection on his salmon, back in the red kitchen– Please, T. T: Yes, chef. Walking to the pass. NARRATOR: –T’s salmon is being plated. ALISON: Garnishing, T. T: Heard. GORDON RAMSAY: Take every plate. Let’s go. Service, please. NARRATOR: T’s strong leadership and confidence has paid off. Oh, that tuna’s good. NARRATOR: Back in the blue kitchen– – Come on, please. – Yes, chef. NARRATOR: –Nick is doing his best to keep pace. Service, please. Up we go, Nick. NICK: Yes, chef. Plates are nice and clean. Thanks, guys. NARRATOR: And now that both tables have received their third course– This is phenomenal. It’s magical. NARRATOR: –all eyes are on Meghan and Michelle to lead their teams on the final course before desserts– New York strip steaks. Get up to the pass, lay out all the plates. One minute after that, start doing the greens, please. – OK, heard. – Let’s go. MICHELLE: Yes, chef. Michelle, I would put your steaks in now and let them rest. I don’t need Josh telling me what I need to do, especially when he fucked up his own course. When are you going to put your steaks in? GORDON RAMSAY: Who’s cooking them? JOSHUA: I’m sorry, chef. You’re telling T how to cook the salmon. I mean, did anyone teach you how to cook the fucking tuna? Yes. I messed it up. Yeah, I know. But it’s just– I think she can cook the New York strip, personally. Thank you, chef. Fuck you, Josh. MEGHAN: We have three minutes to the window, guys. 12 plates. Let’s go. Do you want 12 plates or 18 plates? Come on, man. MEGHAN: Randy, seriously? Trust me. I will do it right. I’m so disgusted with my team right now. They screwed me over. Everybody should be able to count to 12. MEGHAN: Take that. MILLY: Thank you. MEGHAN: All right. And then I will come behind you with sauce. Yes? GORDON RAMSAY: Let’s go. MEGHAN: These plates looked really good, guys. MILLY: Thank you. GORDON RAMSAY: Go, please. Thank you, Meghan. All right, guys. Let’s jump on desserts. Yes? NARRATOR: While the Blue Team preps for their final course– No, don’t take my stuff. I’m taking your nuts. NICK: Oh, wow. NARRATOR: –over in the red kitchen– I think I got it. NARRATOR: –there is one thing holding them back. Where’s the fucking beef? The speed of him. MICHELLE: We’re all waiting on you. You’re waiting on– MICHELLE: T, that doesn’t look like any of the other ones. Now, I got all the other ones right. I don’t know why you couldn’t follow. T: Michelle, fuck you, woman. MICHELLE: Seriously? Good job, guys. We got her done. NARRATOR: Michelle’s organization made up for some clumsy, last-minute plating. And the red diners are enjoying their steak entree. The steak is terrific. NARRATOR: And now, the Red Team must come together to finish dessert. ALISON: What happened? MICHELLE: That was that smoothest-going course. T: Right. Get the fuck up outta here. Bullshit. I just want to slap her across the face. No, we’re not arguing about this right now. Shut up. I’m not arguing with you. – Clean up and do dessert. – I’m not arguing with you. – We’re not arguing right now. – Don’t yell at me. Keep focused. That’s all I’m saying. – You just can’t holler at me. – Well, you don’t listen. I’m not going to shut up because my team thinks I talk too much. Fuck me, man. You do that shit every fucking time. T, don’t even start with me. Let’s just do this fucking dessert right now. The only people we hearing is you. Just don’t, OK? Stop. The only people we hearing is you. Now shut the hell up. NARRATOR: Tonight, Hell’s Kitchen is hosting a special dinner honoring two amazing charities. I wonder what flavor this is. NARRATOR: And as the VIP guests enjoy the final course of the sweet chocolate torte– Whatever it is, it’s delicious. NARRATOR: –things aren’t so sweet in either of the kitchens. Going to rip their damn, fucking heads off. We can’t put anything else on this guy. T: I wasn’t going to put it there, Michelle. I’m just letting you know. I have eyes. I can fucking see. T, I don’t– – I’m just saying I can see. – Calm down, please. Can you please just take a breath for me? Will you lower your fucking voice and don’t talk to me, then. NICK: What’s the matter? RANDY: Hunh? NICK: What happened? What’s the matter? RANDY: Seriously? Come on. You guys act like– I said what I wanted to at the very beginning. I said at four minutes, I’m going to ask for 12 plates to be taken out, right? OK, stand by. Getting ready to go to the pass. We’ll go get 12 plates. Heard. Milly, do you want to grab 12 plates out? I’ll grab these in a minute? That’s all I had to say. I didn’t have to say any more. And you think it went that way. We’re responsible for our own dishes, so at the end of the day, you should have run up there and recounted them. That’s it. End of story. You have to pay attention to every single detail when you’re a chef. – No problem. I tell you what. If I leave, I leave. If I stay, I’m telling you right now, you are not going to like me tomorrow– or tonight. – What are you talking about? – What are you talking about? Nobody’s trying to sabotage you with plates. There was too many plates– – I’m just telling you. NICK: OK. – What are you talking about? I don’t know. I’ve gotten along with everybody until now. What did we do? – You won’t like me tonight. – Cool. I’m with that. We could just talk food from here on out. Matter of fact, you ain’t gotta start liking me from right now. Since you want to wait until tonight or wait till tomorrow, right now– food only. Randy flipped the fuck out. If that’s how you get when shit don’t go your way, then that’s who you really is. Ladies, line up, please. Tonight’s service gives me a great indication of how, individually, you can lead, and who’s a team player. Both charities left here extremely happy. And we did put on a great menu. But let’s be honest, guys. It wasn’t without mistakes, right? But there was one kitchen that had the edge. But trust me–it was by a very slim margin. The winning team tonight is the Blue Team. Red Team, I want all of you to come to a consensus on the two people up for elimination. Get out of here. JOSH: We were supposed to work together, but there’s too much petty bullshit going on in the Red Team. And I don’t have time for that. Nobody was on the same page tonight, and it sucks. ALISON: Okey-dokey, homies. Let’s start. What’s your vote, T? Josh, I’ve got to go with you for that overcooked tuna. If the tuna was cooked perfect, then it was the best dish. It was the smoothest dish. – But it wasn’t. – It wasn’t. JOSHUA: I’m just telling you. ALISON: Your shit was overcooked, and it stalled us. So it’s a fact. There’s no hiding. – Did I fuck up? Of course. Of course. But when it comes down to it, a kitchen is run by communication and listening– listening. In the kitchen, it can’t be about yelling and bickering and attacking people. We have to realize why we’re here. We’re here to do a job. – Yes. Those people out in the dining room don’t give a shit what the problems are. They don’t care if you like each other. They want the job done right, and they deserve it. It’s really hard to communicate with people who aren’t listening. Well, the only reason– I’m trying to talk right now. You’re fucking cutting me off. That’s crazy. You’re not even listening to what I’m saying. I am listening. You said the communication between us is terrible. You’re already talking. She’s listening right now. – I’m listening to you. – You’re talking. – I’m listening to you. – I’m talking. Go ahead. You asked me for my opinion and I’m giving it to you. She’s still talking. You have the floor, Josh. I’m done. Josh is looking like an asshole, trying to pass off the blame when he cannot cook tuna. I am not the one that starts arguments with T. T is the one that yells at me. So, stop. Somebody has to stop, though. I don’t know who deserves to go home. I mean, Josh completely screwed up tonight. But T and Michelle– the two of them arguing. We cannot have that stupid drama– not this far in the competition. At the end of the day, the two weakest links need to go. NARRATOR: After losing by a very small margin, the Red Team was asked to nominate two chefs for elimination. Michelle, Red Team’s first nominee and why. Our first nominee is Josh, chef. The tuna steak, he didn’t execute it as well as he should have. And it halted us in the kitchen. Second nominee and why. Our second nominee is myself, chef. Yourself? Yes, chef. My team feels like I don’t listen as much as I should. Josh, Michelle, step forward. Josh, why do you think you should stay in Hell’s Kitchen? Chef, what happened last service definitely affected my confidence in a negative way. But when I do cook with confidence, I am the best chef here. I feel like the team did listen to me, and we did communicate together. T was on point. Alice was on point. We were all working together. And Michelle, you know, when she was listening, she did good. Michelle, why should you stay in Hell’s Kitchen? I’m very consistent with my techniques. I do a really good job cooking, and I feel like I do communicate with my team. Sometimes I don’t listen because this is a competition. I need to stand on my own two feet. And if I listen to everyone all the time telling me what to do, then I’m going to look like a fucking pussy in the kitchen. I’m sending home the person who did not have control of their course but, more importantly, they never really bounced back. Michelle, back in line. Josh– Yes, chef? Back in line. Yes, chef. Randy, young man, get over here. Yes, chef. You have been one of the fastest learners I’ve ever had in Hell’s Kitchen. You’ve done your family proud. Thank you. You’ve done your country proud, and you’ve done me very proud, but– Yes, chef. You’re not ready to be my next head chef. Yes, chef. It was a pleasure. Thank you very much. Likewise. I appreciate it. Thank you. At ease, buddy. ALL: Bye, Randy. RANDY: Bye, guys. Bye, Randy. Take care, Randy. Hey, thank you, chef. I really felt like my team hung me out to dry. But my head is held up high walking out of here. I just wish I had more experience in the kitchen, because if I could combine that with my leadership abilities, there’s nobody in here that would have stood a chance. GORDON RAMSAY: Surely, you must realize that you are all close to joining a very elite club– the black jackets. But, I’m not sure how many black jackets I’ll be giving out this year. That is entirely up to you. Get out of here. JOSHUA: It’s down to seven. And I can smell the black jackets. I should have gone home, and I didn’t. So now, what do I have to lose? MILLY: Randy, you didn’t stand up like a man, so you had to go. It’s just one less person that can stand in my way. I got to shine hard. MICHELLE: Sometimes I do have an attitude. But I’m a leader. I have the skill. I deserve to get a black jacket more than anyone on the Red Team. And I’m not going to let anyone stop me. GORDON RAMSAY: I love Randy’s work ethic. Unfortunately, his positive attitude couldn’t camouflage his lack of experience.