The Ultimate Blind Taste Test! | Hell's Kitchen Season 5 - Episode 8 | Full Episode

And now, the continuation of Hell's Kitchen. We won. Let's all be happy. Whatever happened, happened. As long as we keep on beating them, we stay here. Everything he said out there, it felt like he was saying it to me. My performance tonight was ----, and I'm going to take full responsibility for that. But if I had another confident person working with me, it probably wouldn't have went down that way. Our goal is to win, to stay here, and fight for the grand prize. It's not to fight with each other right now. Carol, his poor attitude really brings the team down. It's not really something you want in a team. You know what I mean? You shut up and work together. You want to prove people wrong, then get to the final five, and then shut them up. Andrea is out for Andrea. She's not a team player. At this point, I would rather work with Lacey. Lacey, you are so lucky he doesn't see what goes on behind the scenes, man. No, Lacey, do you honestly see yourself running a million dollar restaurant? You're here for the rewards. You're here for the trips. I want to continue to learn. I don't want to go home. You are at a certain skill level, and we are at a certain skill level. So you should be, like, absorbing us like a sponge instead of fighting us. It's not worth it to care what they think when the only person that matters here is Chef Ramsay. And it's the same ---- you did to them that you're doing to us. Right, good morning. Good morning, Chef. Today, we'll all be working with a dish that I think is somewhat special. Tartare. Tartare of beef and tartare of scallops. Tartare is a raw dish made with finely chopped meat or fish that Chef Ramsay serves at many of his restaurants around the world. Chopped shallots in there. Lacey, do you like tartare? I've never had it, Chef. No? So apart from Lacey, anyone else in here who hasn't made a tartare before? Good. Take one and pass it along, please. Now, you are going to concentrate on tasting. The chefs have no idea that the beef tartare was actually made with tuna and that sea bass has been substituted for scallops. I think that the scallop is just phenomenal. The scallop is unbelievable. Robert, beef's 100% my favorite. I could eat a bowl of that. Incredible flavor and textures. I'll take either of them any day. Good. You are all completely wrong. Oopsie. There's no beef. That's tuna. What? Never did it cross my mind that it wasn't beef. Damn, I'm a moron. Ben, Chef, your last famous words is the best scallop you ever had. That's sea bass. Yes, Chef. Ain't that a bitch. At least I'm not the only idiot. To be a great chef, and I mean to be a great chef, yes, you have to have an exceptional sense of taste. That's why our next challenge is the taste test. Are you ready? Yes, Chef. Follow me to the dining room. Let's go. We're going to do a taste test. That's the challenge I was looking forward to the most. I'm going to win this. We need to even out the teams. The red team, who's going to sit out on this challenge? Oh, that was fast. LA, second guess is herself from beginning to end. LA, OK, you're sitting out. What a shame you're not confident within your own palate. My taste, it's a little off. And I'm a smoker, so I'm not going to lie. I thought it was going to be real difficult. And I was like, you know what? You guys go ahead and jump up and take it. Let's go Ben and Andrea. The blind taste test will help Chef Ramsay determine who has a good palate. Blindfolds on first, please. Something he believes is essential to being a great chef. Headphones on, and music, please. Ben, Ben, you fat twat. He definitely can't hear me. Fillet of beef. Open up. In Chef Ramsay's taste test, each aspiring chef must attempt to identify four different foods. The team with the most correct answers will win the challenge. What is that? Sirloin of beef. Wrong. Andrea, what is that? Liver. Liver? Wrong. When you see the person up there, and they're not guessing something as basic as filet mignon, you're like, OK, this is really not as easy as it looks. Fried egg white. Both Ben and Andrea correctly identified fried egg white. Egg. Well done. As well as beets. What is that? Beet. Beets. Yes. Now they must try to identify romaine lettuce. Open. What is it? Celery. What was that? Diced romaine. Well done. Blue team, three. Ladies, two. I was pretty upset, because I put my team into a position where they had to pick up the slack. Blindfolds on. Next up, our former teammates, Robert and Giovanni. Turn it. It's scary in there. Mm. What is that? Cream of cauliflower. Broccoli. Broccoli, broccoli. Something that sucks ----. Cream of broccoli. Asparagus. Wrong. Turn it. Pea tenderloins. Spinach? Spinach. Pea tenders? What are those? Watercress? Wrong. Pea tendrils. Dude, does it look like I eat ******* pea tendrils? Oh, dear. Lobster. Poached egg yolk? What? Egg yolk? Mushroom? I absolutely couldn't believe Robert missed lobster. Wow, really? Black truffle. Open up. With no correct answers, both Giovanni and Robert have disappointed so far. But now the blue team has reason for hope. It's a win here. It's his favorite thing here. It's his favorite thing, is it? What was that? Tastes like ----, whatever it was. It's not ----. It's your favorite, black truffles. Ain't that a bitch? I'm not Helen Keller, bro. I'm not deaf and blind. I cook with all my senses, you know what I'm saying? I've never tasted that before in my life. God. I don't know. It's not I don't know. It's black truffles. Zero for four, back in line. Hey, happy now you sat out? No. Now that I look back, I regret that I didn't make Gio sit to the side, you know, because I definitely could have done better than Giovanni. Zero, dear. With the blue team still leading three to two, Carol and Lacey are ready to face off. Mushroom. Open up. What was that? Daikon? What? What was that? It's mushroom. Good girl. My favorite, calves liver. It's gross. It tastes like liver. Yes. Foie gras. Oh, so close. That's goose liver. This is calves liver. Neither can identify broccolini and have moved on to sweet potato. Come on, Lacey. Let's go. It's going to be like beef. Sweet potato. Come on, Carol. It's sweet. I don't want to be wrong. Is it sweet potato? Well done. Oh, thank you. Carol brought us up, and good for her. I'm happy. I got to be nice today. Let's go. It all comes down to this, Paula and Danny. Come on, Danny. Come on, Paula. For the final round, I'm going to change it. I'm going to give you something different to taste. For the final round, you'll both have an entire dish. There's 10 ingredients in this one dish. As you list the ingredients, yes, you score a point. Blindfolds on, headsets on. And the dish is minestrone soup. In this round, Paula and Danny will receive one point for each of the 10 ingredients they successfully identified. Off you go. Chicken stock. Excellent. Potato. Wrong. Danny. Carrot. Water. Wrong. Celery. Well done. Maybe a sausage. Wrong. Blue team are ahead seven to five. Come on, Paula. You just need three, girl. Let's go. Salt. Wrong. Yes. Beans. Good. Danny. Chicken. Zero. Paula. Bacon. ****. Paula and Danny each have one guess left. It all comes down to this. So what is it? Come on, Danny. Radera. Yes. Damn. Come on. Paula, down to this last one. Celery. That's it. Yes. Head sets off. Well done, ladies. Well done. As the winning team, you're all going to be stars in a photo shoot for an exclusive magazine feature with TV Guide. Yeah. Oh, yeah. Go upstairs and get ready, because they need you in makeup. Yes. Well done. What person goes through the grocery line without seeing a TV Guide cover? It's awesome. It's unbelievable. Losing team, here's the good news. You will be participating in the photo shoot as well. Yeah. Let me just finish. You'll be waiting on them throughout the photo shoot, because we're having lunch, and it's going to be cooked and served by all four of you. Throughout the photo shoot, you'll be prepping both kitchens, because tonight, we are open for dinner. **** me, man. Not again. Is that clear? Yes, Chef. OK, back upstairs. I'll let you know when we're ready. Up. To prep both kitchens again for the third time, which is such a bitch. There's so much work to do. It's going to be a hell day. Dude, I could have handled the punishment now prepping both kitchens. And we got to wait on those snooty little. That's nothing. Oh my god. You know what? We got to pick it up. We got to bang out some service tonight. That's it. And it cannot be like ******* last dinner's massacre. So much planned for you today, yes? Wow. I love this. Let's see, prep the kitchen. Go get your hair and makeup done and do a photo shoot. Prep kitchen, photo shoot. I think I'll take the photo shoot. Look at you, Paula. Wow. You getting your makeup done too, Chef? How can I get makeup on those lines? You want to sit in the chair? I'll curl your hair for you. Me, curly hair? Yeah. My first career was working in a salon, and I would have loved to have done Chef Ramsay's hair. They've all got lovely hair, except Gio. I'm just happy I have hair. Keep hold of it, yes? Can I interest you in a bit of sparkling apple cider? Sure. Gio, would you like a chocolate dipped chocolate? No, thank you. I was jealous. I have always wanted to have my hair done and my makeup done. I have a face for the magazines. Come on. Wow, LA. Looks nice, Lacey. Yeah, I really dig it. That scares me, though. I really don't like any of these people here, and having to wait on these snooty bitches. Can I have that without blue cheese, please? Yep. Right, guys, come over. Somebody I want you to meet. Somebody very important, yes? Craig Tomaschoff, West Coast, bureau chief at TV Guide. Come say hello. Paula, nice to meet you. While the red team gets a lesson in how chefs should deal with the media. As somebody who does interviews, it's actually great if you guys start taking control. The blue team is not completely left out of the picture. Loser, we're ready. Yes, right away. That's right, move. Not only did they lose, but all of this took place out in Hell's Kitchen dining room. And that's just like rubbing salt in the wounds big time. Crab salad? Thank you. Why is there no water on the table? I'll get right on that, chef. Ladies first. I know, chef, I just realized that, sir. Come on, where's your class? I know you lost, but hey, do you mind? Yes, chef. Yeah, they can't even serve water first. The ladies first. Where's our water? Where's our silver? Where's our salt and pepper? It's just been a bad day, man. It's just so trying around here. Get us, because we still have other work to do. While the blue team moves on to prepping both kitchens for dinner service, the red team moves on to their photo shoot. So the idea here is a really engaged, fun, party Excuse me, guys. That guy's no wine. Oh, ****. Did he scare you? Well, light was a little shocking. I can't lie. Some huge bulb of flash, whatever, startled the ---- out of me. I thought I got hit by lightning. Are you ******* kidding me? OK, Gordon, you're here. Look towards me and then talk to me. Yes, chef. Yeah, then you guys talk. Is my hair OK? I'm just so excited. And to just fathom the thought that somebody is going to have my picture on their coffee table just blows my mind. The picture is going to be this little party shot. It's like the Last Supper. As the red team wraps their first shot, the blue team is busy wrapping the Wellingtons. Lacey, what do you want? Potatoes. Still working on potatoes. You guys need anything else before you stop me again? No, really. Do you need anything else? No, no. Just see if you can bang those out a little quicker. She is something else. There are a few people that I've met along the way that have created such a sick feeling in my stomach. All I want to do is put her out into the street and call her a cat. While Ben tries to keep Lacey working, the red team keeps on playing. Going to work on our second shot. Choose something glamorous to wear. I look like a hooker. Carol looked beautiful. I don't know why she thought she didn't look good. I think her outfit was a little too short for her. But, you know, I think she looked beautiful. How about you up here? It totally gave me an idea of what these celebrity chefs nowadays go through. And I'll tell you what, I love it. We still have other work to do, because we've got to get ready for dinner, too. All day, I was slaving in the way in the kitchen, serving them, and then watching them get their photo shoot for TV Guide. It ate away at me all day. All right, man, let's do this. We're getting close to dinner service. Yeah, it's like almost dinner service, guys. Let's really kick it into second gear here. Lacey, can you get all this dirty ---- out of here while we're doing this? Yeah, get right on it. I have no idea what's going through Lacey's head. You either need to cook, or you need to pack up your knives and just get the hell out. ------- jackass, I swear to God. Every time I heard her clucking away in the ******* kitchen, all I wanted to do was just put her out of her misery. Oh, God, shut up. We've got so much stuff to do. Set up the station. Hee haw. With Hell's Kitchen just minutes from opening, both teams hurry to complete their final preparations. I found that going in there with a lot of confidence doesn't work. If you go in there a little nervous, you're perfect. I'm going to have my best service ever tonight. There are five in the red kitchen, four in the blue kitchen. And I feel that we are two up on the blue team because they have Lacey. You ready? You know where your chicken, your lamb, you feel good. You got some already egg washed. I'm on meat this evening. Check your oven, see what temp you're at. Lacey has no ass from hole in the ground. 500, do we want to lower for the lamb? JP, let's go. Open Hell's Kitchen, please. As usual, Hell's Kitchen is fully booked. And tonight, there are some celebrities in the house. Spaghetti with lobster. My mother used to make that. Spaghetti of lobster with basil and fresh tomato. On order, two cups table 24. Here we go, guys. One scallop, one lobster entree, one John Dory, one lamb. Ramp it up, Robert, yes? I'm on hot apps. I like that station. Saute, man, that's my ----, man. That's my home. While Robert settles in on appetizers, over in the red kitchen, Paula is delivering her first appetizer. Risotto. Why's it gone mush like that? All of you, taste, quickly. Oh, my god. A lesson in tasting. Salty. Paula. Yes, Chef? It's inedible. I don't expect that from you, Paula. All right, Chef, I'm making another one right now. With the experience that I have, I shouldn't be sending out food like that. If your stock is salty, Paula, you've got no chance. Right, Chef. Unbelievable. Back in the blue kitchen, Robert has delivered his first appetizer. Robert? Yes, Chef? There's only one spaghetti, look at the size of it. You're cooking for the customers, not yourself. Yes, come on, come on, come on. Yes, Chef. Two spaghetti, two risotto, one scallop, one Caesar. Ben, all you're doing is mixing potato. Get in there and help him out, you lazy ******, yeah? Let's go. I want to do it myself. I got pasta. I will help anyone in the kitchen who needs my help. I'm the best cook on our team. Scallops, lobster, how long? I got two minutes out on that. I didn't say take over, I said help. Yes, Chef, sorry, Chef. How long? Two minutes, Chef. Ben doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut. Two risotto, one scallop, one Caesar. Your window on that, go ahead. Less than 30 seconds, Chef. Two nice risotto. With Ben helping Robert, the blue team is beginning to get appetizers out to their diners. Come on, guys, keep this going, yes? Meanwhile, in the red kitchen, Paula is ready with the second attempt at her first risotto. Behind hot. Let's go. How can you go from a disgusting risotto to something perfect? Sorry, Chef. But how can you do that? I don't know, Chef. 45 minutes into dinner service, the blue team gets the first celebrity order. On order, yeah? Four covers, table A. Yeah, VIP, Eric McCormack. You know who he is? Will and Grace. Oh, wow. Yeah, he's in tonight. Once again, he's three scallops, yes? One of the scallops, well done. Entree, one dory, one chicken, one lamb, one Wellington. VIP. Yes, Chef. Hey, he's not going home in an embarrassment, yes? Yes, Chef. Let's go. Spaghetti? 30 seconds, Chef. Come on, Danny. VIP tables, to me, are just like any other table. I put 110 into every dish, every time. Two regular scallops, quails are right behind it. Good. Very nicely cooked, Danny. Thank you, Chef. Service, please, table A, Eric McCormack. Yeah, watch this table, yeah? With customers on both sides enjoying their appetizers. That is really good. The teams are feeling the pressure to deliver the entrees. Chef, that first ticket, that well done and mid-well, I'm at least five minutes longer, maybe seven. Five minutes longer? What's your oven on? Right now, it's at 400. Ramp it up to 500, then. I don't care. I definitely had concerns about Carol being on meat station. Are you ditzy? No, I don't want to burn the rest of them. She's so ready to judge everybody else that I just had a gut feeling that she was going to be going down. Paula, I'm backed up, and she's acting ditzy. I'm warning you now, we're going to be in the ******* ---- if we don't start getting this stuff done. Yes, Chef. While Carol struggles to get the rest of her meat out, Chef Ramsay checks in with. Lacey, let's go. VIP, Eric McCormack. Lacey. Yes, Chef. Don't make me look stupid. Away, Wellington lamb, chicken dory. VVIP, get a grip, wake up. Let's go. Lacey, talk to me. I don't know. Honestly, don't know. Boy, oh boy, Lacey had no clue what she was doing. You got your lamb reheating? No, I can't. Guys, I'm serious. Hey, it's cool, man. Just breathe, girl. Come on, keep focused. Get your lamb in your oven. Grab a pan. Lacey on meat, I was just like, oh, man. That's going to be up in four minutes, OK? Just spoon feeding her. Like, relax, calm down. It's not that bad. You're fine. Just tell me what you need. I don't know. That's the problem. Hold on, Ben. I believe we're going to need some more time from the meat station, Chef. Talk to me, madam. I don't know how long, Chef. Really, I don't. What did he want me to do, lie to him? **** it. I didn't know. I didn't lie to him. Get on there and help her. No good at meat, guys. I told you that. Which one is your well done? Leave it. ****, you know, what is that? What is that, I said. Look at it, it's on fire. Is this your well done? I don't know. She was lost. I don't know what's going on here. I can't cook meat, Chef. What do you mean you can't cook meat? Obviously, I'm way too confused. Hey, madam, madam, get out. Get out. Can't handle the heat, get out the kitchen. I can't cook meat. I'm sorry, I just got really confused. If you got confused, why didn't you say something? I did, and then Robert put the chicken, and the chicken went on firing. Why can't you just make the effort? I'm trying to make the effort. Do you want to go back in there and make an effort? Yes, Chef. Well, wake up and get a grip. Come on. Lace, it's me and you. We're here now. Tell me which one would be the well done one. One of these is well done, and I forgot which ******* one. You know what? Let's pick the smallest one. This one. As much as I wanted her to go down in flames, I went over there and tried to calm her down. Two seconds to your attention, all right? That's fine. Here we go. What happened, what did you do? What did you just do? It's over an hour into dinner service, and while Ben and Lacey struggle to get out entrees. I need you right now. You need to put me on something easier than ******* Wellington. Robert has managed to handle the appetizers on his own. Come on, guys. ------- do it. Go, move this. Come on, guys, keep pushing. All I heard was rip. Robert's ass is hanging out all over the place. Ooh, I feel a little breeze on the back of my ass. I'm cooking my boxer shorts. I don't give a ----. Damn. While Robert plays it cool in the blue kitchen, over in the red kitchen, things are about to heat up for Carol. It's cold. Carol, two dory, one Wellington. How long for that one? At least five minutes. We're really in control, aren't we? Yeah. I'm getting it together, Chef. She kept telling Chef Ramsay, I'm getting it together, Chef, getting it together. And I was like, what the ****? All right, give me a countdown on that. If this sits for a minute, it has to ******* be restarted. OK? Yes. Yeah, let me know, because I'll have to totally refire. Come on, let's go. Let me know what's up. Can I go? You have your sauce? Can I go or not? No ******* answer. I kept communicating with Carol. And I kept saying, it's going up, it's going up. And there was no communication on her part. Right behind you, right behind you. Did you talk to her? Right behind you, right behind you, right behind you. She's not even ready. Coming with my lamb right now. Where is the two dory? **** me. Where's that dory? It's at. Hurry up, rapidly. Yes, Chef. Un-*******-believable. Coming down the line. Hey, madam. Yes, Chef. What is that? Come here. Just touch that. Touch. It's overcooked. Jesus. Why'd you do that to me? It was a timing issue. It's rubber. I was never told by Carol, you know, a certain amount of time. And my dory sat there for way too long. Dry and rubbery. You should have just made a new one. She had plenty of time. So to blame me for that, just, I mean, ridiculous. You know what? It's not a big deal. It takes a little longer to cook the Wellington. Despite Carol and Andrea's lack of communication, red diners are enjoying their entrees. I got to tell you, it's really good. While customers on the blue side are still waiting. VIP, away, Wellington lamb, chicken dory. You, back on your section. Yes, Chef. Oh, ****, no way. I got you. I got you. When Lacey started losing it, I was like, ****, here we go. Can't cook ******* meat. One minute to the window, yes? Hey, madam. VIP, VIP, VIP. Yes, Chef. I need three minutes, Chef. Three minutes, why? Because you, it's got to be done. It's all there. Every 30 seconds. Madam, where's this da-da-da-da-da? Like, shut up, so maybe I can get you your well-done Wellington. Chicken, lamb, Wellington, let's go. You can do one table, surely. Sure, Chef. I'm just going to see what happens. Send it, let's go. Behind you, Robert. Excuse me, Robert. Behind you, Chef. Oh, my god. **** me. Come here. All of you. What is that? The ******* bone's thicker than the meat. What is that? I don't know, Chef. It's not good enough. Get out. You're not good enough. Piss off. Madam, look at me. Let's be honest, you're done. You can't waste my time any longer. I agree. Give me your jacket and leave Hell's Kitchen. And go in there and say goodbye. Properly, say it properly. Let's go. Thank you for everything. There's a small violin just for Lacey. She sucks. Adios, biatch. Piss off. Let's go. Step up again. On one hand, it's a relief. I can get back to my normal life. At least now I get some sleep at night. But you know, another part of me wishes to stay and learn more and have that chance to win. But unfortunately, I fucked up tonight and I could only look back on the positive things, which there weren't many for me. You know, my mom told me when I came here, don't make enemies. And that's the first thing I did and kept doing the whole time I was here. Mom, I should have listened. It's more than two hours into dinner service. And with barely any entrees served, the blue kitchen needs to make up for lost time. You can do it, yeah? Yes, Chef. It was just our chance to step up and show Chef Ramsay that we are worth the ---- around here. Two wellington, one lamb, one chicken. VIP, you, get on the section. Now push. Let's go, Chef. You got it. Rising to the challenge, the blue team starts pushing entrees out to their appreciative customers. Same time, Chef. Get your lamb back. It's delicious. Meanwhile, back in the red kitchen. Go on, what's the matter? Well, they requested medium. It's still too pink. So I'm going to re-fire for two medium. Yeah, Carol, lamb back. They requested medium. Look, it's still moving. Oh, ****. Carol, yeah, are you going to blame the oven this time? Or are you going to blame the cheese? It was rare. Right now, I'm feeling really, really low. Definitely second guessing myself in what I'm doing. Madam, two medium, rapidly. Yes, Chef. Please be well done, baby. Please, I'm begging you. Oh, my god. Where's the wellington? Let's go. ****. LA, back off that garnish. They're not done. She got me a little mad tonight because I had all these pans lined up waiting. I was sitting there ready to roll. And, you know, Carol just got freaked out and scared. And she just lost it. The meat station is not that hard. Come on, my ----'s getting cold, guys. I swear, if I could crawl in the oven and make it cook faster, I would. I know LA was quite frustrated with me because I kept changing the time on her. You know, what else are you going to do? Where's the lamb, please? It's going cold. Come on, that's not good enough. Bland, cold, horrible mashed potato. Chef was on LA because she was a little late. I don't know what happened. All I know is that she didn't have a good day today. Wake up. Yes, Chef. On the blue side, the men continue to rally and have nearly completed entrees. Let's go, three man station. Let's go. Chef, hot pan. Dory garnish. Right behind, coming down. Two medium lamb, Chef. Here, perfect. Beautiful. Nice cook. We kicked ass. We really came together tonight. And the last ticket, two Wellington, one chicken, one salmon. Yes, Chef. Chicken garnish to sell, Ben. That's our last ticket. As the blue team nears the finish line, Chef Ramsay has a question for Carol. Where's the chicken? Yeah, so is Christmas, madam. Where's the chicken? Where did it go? Wait, somebody grabbed it. What? I'll ******* squeeze it out of you. Where's the chicken? My ******* face. Sorry about the time, yeah? Dixie's nail broke. While Carol's lost chicken has slowed down the red kitchen, over on the blue side, the men are making a final dash for the finish line. Come on, guys, yes? Last table. Ramp it up, Robert, yes? Yes, Chef. Tarrots, Ben. Hot pan. Tarrots, please. Go. OK, switch off. Let's go. Danny, Ben, Robert, well done. Three guys doing all that food. You cannot but be proud of us tonight, man. While the blue kitchen has finished serving all their tables, in the red kitchen, Chef Ramsay has lost hope. Three of them in there cooking. They've sent all their entrees. Five of you, and we're still waiting on two Wellington from Dixie. She gives me a rubber John Dory. And she's going to give me a hot mashed potato. One, two, three pathetic excuses for three pathetic women. I've had enough. Stove's off. I don't know what happened. We just couldn't get it together. It was embarrassing. It wouldn't surprise me whatsoever if we lost service. Blue team, Spacey Lacey, gone. Since I've been here, I've never, ever seen more teamwork than tonight. Thank you, Chef. So the winning team, by a mile, is the blue team. LA. Yes, Chef. The only thing that was missing from you tonight on service was your alarm clock and your sleeping blanket. You five did not work as a team. All of you go back upstairs and come up to a consensus on which two of you should be leaving. Piss off. I don't know how you guys want to pick. He did say work as a team. And that was the most important thing he said, so. I mean, if I was the executive chef in this kitchen tonight, somebody had to get fired. It would be me. Who was your second vote? Andrea. My nominations are Carol and LA. Andrea and I have not gotten along from day one. And this is her opportunity to have me go bye bye. So we have a Carol and an Andrea. We have a Carol and an LA. Moving along, Paula. Carol, based on tonight and a few other nights, my second vote is going to be LA. It's wrong, and I know why you chose me. I know why you didn't choose her. I'm definitely not surprised that Paula picked me. She's not going to pick Andrea, even though she sees that Andrea is weaker than I am. They're like ******* like this, whether they want to admit it or not. Gio, bud, you're going to have to make a decision, bro. You don't need to even say my name. Wow, this is going to be hard for me to say. I mean, I did not have to pick LA. I mean, I think you could run a kitchen better than LA. LA. I'm going to nominate Carol and Andrea. I really don't feel like I'm one of the weakest on this team. If you're not here to fight for yourself, and if you're not here to stick up for yourself, who the **** is going to do it? Nobody. He's given us an assignment as a team to be 100% sure in our decision. We're still divided. There's no ******* way I'm going home tonight, and there's no way I'm going up on that block tonight. Richy. Yes, Chef. Have you come to a consensus? No, Chef. Kind of, Chef. No, Chef, kind of, Chef. What does that mean? Chef, it means that some of us have different opinions on who should be up for elimination tonight. Cut the bullshit, madam. I'm in no mood to **** around now. Ah, the two nominees. First one, and why? My first nominee, Chef, is LA. I just feel that her services have been OK, but nothing superb. Second nominee, and why? Carol, Chef. Carol, why? I just feel that Carol has had a few very bad services, and tonight was one of them. And just as a matter of interest, who was the other person? Chef, the other person that we were debating was Andrea. Why? She wasn't one of my votes. Did anybody nominate Andrea? I did, Chef. I did, too, Chef. You have failed as a team again. LA, Carol, Andrea, all three of you, here. Andrea, tonight's performance, mark yourself out of 10. I would probably mark myself a six, Chef. Six? Why so high? I had difficult communication with the meat station. I had to fire John Dory three times in order to get it out with Carol's meats. So if you're not going home, who do you think should? My first nomination is LA, Chef. Carol, at least, has the initiative to take leadership role in the kitchen. You two don't exactly work in harmony. You work as if you hate each other. We get the job done in the end. We just work very differently. You get the job done. What kitchen were you standing in tonight? LA, why did you stay in Hell's Kitchen? I can cook my ass off, Chef. The only reason why I'm up here is they're basing it on my communication. They think that I can't run a kitchen because I don't yell and because I don't show emotion on the line. That's bullshit. Carol, why should you stay in Hell's Kitchen on the back of tonight's performance? I would give anything to redo tonight. I just need another chance to show it to you. Who would you send home? The only reason I would say Andrea over LA is because LA hasn't had a bad service. She's been consistent and doesn't make excuses and doesn't blame anybody else for her shortcomings. The person leaving Hell's Kitchen is back in line. LA, take your jacket off, please, and leave Hell's Kitchen. Thank you. I definitely think Chef Ramsay made the wrong decision. Anything I did in there, I did it to the best of my ability. I'm big on not showing emotions in a kitchen. Emotions are weakness, and I will never be weak, never. I'm looking for a leader, someone had better start showing me that they're hungry for this. Is that clear? Yes, Chef. Now get some sleep. You know what, I should have thrown that stupid ******* bitch under the bus. Andrea steps up and pretends like she's the leader of our group. She's the mass confusion of our group. She just can't ******* cook. Right now, I feel like a caged up tiger that hasn't been fed for weeks, and every fiber of my being just wants to get in there and chew everybody up and spit them the **** out. Tonight is what Hell's Kitchen is about. It's about overcoming obstacles. It's about pushing through the ---- and making it happen. I want to just put war paint on my face and go running through Los Angeles right now. LA was a real workhorse in the kitchen. I kicked her out of Hell's Kitchen because she lacks two crucial skills to be a great chef, leadership and creativity. Next time on Hell's Kitchen. Do you realize this is killing us? The feud between Andrea and Carol intensifies. If you have something to say to me, don't say it up on the chopping block. There's just some people that just don't know when to shut up. As the chefs get closer to their dream. One of you is going to become the head chef at Borgata Atlantic City. They will do anything to win. What is that on there? I just poured more cream on it. I'm going to put it back in. God. If she fires it when the order comes in. Now you're blaming her. Even turn on each other. You're doing that to sabotage him. Never, Chef. Never allow yourself to look good. If Chef Ramsay thinks that I'm sabotaging people, then send me the **** home. One diner dares to tangle with Chef Ramsay. Chef! Don't whistle at me. I'm not your dog. **** off, will you? This is going to be a difficult decision. And you won't believe who goes home. The person, I feel, has given up. All next time on the most cutthroat episode of the season. Now get me out of here. Coming for you. Of Hell's Kitchen. Ssh.