Hell's Kitchen, Season 9

[The customers have begun leaving. James returns to the pass]

James:
Chef...

Gordon:
James?

James:
Tables are walking out.

Gordon:
Blue team, they're walking out! (to Chino, Steven & Tommy from the Chef's Table) You muppet, get off your fat arse! (to Blue Team) Let me show you something: Not one entrée has left this fucking kitchen! NOT ONE!

Steven:
Yes, chef.

Gordon:
And look at the pans back there! Any bright ideas?

Steven:
Want me to jump in? I'll clean them.

Gordon:
I'm talking about the customers! Not the fricking pans!

Steven:
Yes, chef.

Gordon:
Any ideas?

Steven:
No.

Gordon:
Hey, what are you going to do now? They are walking OUT! FUCK OFF!

Brendan:
(interview) At that point, it was a train wreck on ice. There was nothing we could do about it.

Gordon:
Stop! You're out of your misery! [throws his spoon away; goes over to the Red kitchen]

Carrie:
(to Red team) Let's do this ladies, come on. Let's not disappoint the customers.

Gordon:
Carrie! They've gone! (brief pause) SHUT IT DOWN!

Carrie:
Fuck!