Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares, Series Four

Gordon:
(voiceover) That stale slop is an embarrassment. It's time for head chef Richie and sous chef Jonil to face the Spanish Inquisition. (To Richie) Excellent. So you're the head chef?

Richie:
Yes.

Gordon:
(To Jonil) And you're the sous chef?

Jonil:
Yes.

Gordon:
Right. How can the fish in a stew be dry? When was that cooked, the fish? Because I can guarantee that wasn't cooked this morning. The duck was sweet as fuck. It was like a mouthful of sugar.

Richie:
That's how it was supposed to be.

Gordon:
Oh, fucking hell. That's not Spanish tapas.

Justin:
We've never had a set of complaints about any particular dish.

Gordon:
Right.

Justin:
There's never been one thing that has been sent back, and quite the contrary, we were having compliments.

Gordon:
You shouldn't use your customers like a hairdryer, blowing smoke up your arse. All I want to know from my customers is the negatives. We've got a problem. The food's an issue, but on the top of the fucking food, we can't eat inside a night-club. End of fucking story. Tonight, I'm going to be in on service, and I want to see the place under pressure. Because if it's that bad with nobody in, I can't fucking wait to see what it's like when the place is full. Thank you.

Richie:
(Interview) When you walk in here, it does not look like a fucking restaurant. You know what I mean? Looks like a fucking strip-bar. I know this, yeah? But he [Gordon]'s got to realise: I can fucking cook.