Hell's Kitchen, Season 9

[The Blue Team lost the night's service second time in a row]

Gordon:
Men, I'm disappointed. Will?

Will:
Yes, chef?

Gordon:
Who should leave Hell's Kitchen tonight?

Will:
A hundred percent, Brendan and Chino.

Gordon:
Paul, who should go?

Paul:
Brendan and Chino.

Gordon:
Jonathon?

Jonathon:
I voted for Brendan and Chino.

Gordon:
If you have to pick one?

Jonathon:
I choose Chino.

Chino:
Some of you guys are just a bunch of fucking phonies, you know that? All you do is scream while Chef Ramsay says...and when Chef Ramsay leaves, you just clam up. You–you don't wanna put yourself out there.

Jonathon:
You can go fuck yourself, Chino.

[Will shakes his head while the Red Team stares on in shock]

Chino:
You know why they're (Red Team) winning? You know why the girls are winning? They may not like each other, but they all fucking study their shit! I–I'm getting balled out on risotto. What do you do? You go at me!

Jonathon:
I didn't see you trying to help out somebody else like I was!

Chino:
I couldn't! 'Cause I was getting fucked up! I was fucking up! How could I help somebody if I'm fucking up?! [Gordon facepalms]

Jonathon:
Team player? You ain't no team player!

Chino:
Okay?! I felt sorry for him, alright?!

Jonathon:
You don't even know what that means! Fuck you!

Paul:
Guys!

Gordon:
Anyway, Brendan and Chino, step forward.