Hell's Kitchen, Season 5

Gordon:
On order, four covers, table three. One scallops, one spaghetti, one risotto, one caesar...

Seth:
(to Giovanni) Bacon, bacon, bacon, bacon, bacon!

Gordon:
Entrées: One Dory, one chicken, one lamb, one wellington.

Giovanni:
It's coming.

Seth:
Right here.

Gordon:
Seth! SETH!

Seth:
Yes, chef!

Gordon:
Come here! What did I just call out?

Seth:
[wiping his face with a cloth] I... I don't know, chef.

Gordon:
Yeah, I know you don't know because you weren't even fucking prepared to listen. No wonder you're struggling.

[Seth uses the same cloth he just wiped his face with to clean a pan, then wipes his face with it again]

Gordon:
What is he doing? Hey you, hey you, come here... [takes the cloth from Seth, and looks at him in disgust]

Seth:
Sorry, chef.

Gordon:
I just watched you wipe your face and then wipe the pan. If this one's for your fucking nose, where's your cooking cloth?

Seth:
Uh, I'll get one, chef.

Gordon:
[throws the cloth back to Seth] Fuck off, will you?