Hell's Kitchen, Season 11

Gordon:
Now it's overcooked.

Sous-Chef Andi:
They're overcooked.

Gordon:
(returns to the workstation) All of you, HEY!

Mary:
(under her breath) Oh, my God.

Gordon:
The Red team that loves taking the piss because they've flown off a private jet, they've been on a fucking mega super yacht, and they think they're King Dick because they've kissed Céline Dion's arse in fucking Vegas! Come here, you! Touch that.

Amanda Giblin:
It's overcooked, chef.

Susan:
Yes, chef. Overcooked.

Gordon:
Just so--- [sees Danielle walking away] Oh, she disappears, look. Hey.

Danielle Boorn:
I'm giving you another one chef. I understand that's overcooked. [brings another wellington to the workstation]

Gordon:
Look at that there. Touch that there.

Danielle Boorn:
Yes, chef. Sorry, chef. Here's another one.

Gordon:
And even before touching that one, what do you think that one's going to come out at?

Amanda Giblin:
Medium, chef.

Gordon:
Touch that one.

Amanda Giblin:
Overcooked, chef.

Gordon:
Overcooked. Overcooked. [slams the tray on the workstation]

Danielle Boorn:
(under her breath) Fuck!

Amanda Giblin:
(interview) Danielle, girl. Get your shit together, man!

Gordon:
Third time lucky, bingo?!

Danielle Boorn:
Perfect, chef. Perfect, chef.

Gordon:
Oh! "Perfect, chef!" (sarcastically)

Danielle Boorn:
Sorry, chef. [brings another wellington to the workstation]

Gordon:
So the first two were what?!

Danielle Boorn:
My fuck-up, chef. Sorry, chef.

[Gordon checks her wellingtons; then finally brings them to the pass]