Hell's Kitchen, Season 9

Narrator:
Meanwhile, in the blue kitchen...

Gordon:
How long two bass, one chicken, one cod?

Paul:
Walking now, chef.

Narrator:
Paul is ready with the blue team's first entrées.

Gordon:
What's he done? It's raw! (brief pause) Paul!

Paul:
Is it raw chef?

Gordon:
Stop! All of you, come here! Paul just asked me, 'Is it raw?'

Paul:
It's under!

Gordon:
(To Paul) Will you tell me? Just touch that! TOUCH THAT! [Natalie touches the chicken] ROMANTIC DINNER?! [throws his spoon away on the workstation]

Will:
(interview) It pisses me off because Paul knows better that. I mean... you just can't serve raw chicken.

Gordon:
(to Paul) Hey, chef! Let me ask you, is that raw?

Paul:
Chef, its under. I got another one. I'll give it to you right now--

Gordon:
Hey, come here you! Answer my fucking question.

Paul:
Yes, chef. It's raw.

Gordon:
GET OUT!

Paul:
[loses his temper and throws his towel on the floor] Fuck!

Gordon:
Pink carnations, maybe. Pink chicken, no chance!

Paul:
[knocks on the wall having throw tantrums] (interview) I fucked up on a chicken! I mean, I'm fucking furious at myself! [kicks his door to the dorms] Chef Ramsay, let me back in! Let me finish what I started.

Gordon:
Tommy, give that to Paul for his fucking romantic dinner. Upstairs, hurry up!

Tommy:
PUT THE SCALLOPS ON!

Gordon:
Shut up!