Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares, Series Two

Gordon:
(voiceover) I've never seen so much food come back. Something fishy is going on here.

[Gordon picks up a glass of what appears to be fruit juice.]

Gordon:
What's that in there?

Lenin:
Blackcurrant.

Gordon:
[tastes the juice and winces] What's in there?

Lenin:
I don't know. I got Kathy to make it for me.

Gordon:
No, no! Tell me the truth. You said you were going to be honest this morning.

Lenin:
Ribena, water and, uh... a vodka in the bottom.

Gordon:
When you started off service at seven o'clock tonight, yeah, it was going well, you know that. Now it's nine o'clock and they're starting to complain. Is that because of that [the vodka]?

Lenin:
No! That's the first one that's come in the kitchen, and that IS the truth.

Gordon:
But why did you tell me you weren't going to drink?

Lenin:
Because I'm absolutely knackered, I've been here since all day, and I just wanted one drink, so I got Kat to... I do apologise for that. Fair enough, I'm sorry.

[Gordon pours the vodka down the sink]

Gordon:
Service!

Lenin:
(trying to read the tickets) Um... fuck. I don't know. I don't.

Gordon:
(voiceover) It's all becoming seriously clear. This is not just about Lenin's lack of confidence.

[After service, Gordon and Lenin are stood outside the restaurant]

Gordon:
You let me down fucking big time. Half past eight, inside that fucking cup, you're sneaking vodka in. And I don't mind you having a beer after fucking service. I don't fucking care what you do after service. But in service, from seven o'clock to eleven, you fucking stay away from that. And you put your pressures on me. You give me the pressure. And it's not just the kitchen you're fucking, you know that. You're screwing your mum. It's gone beyond food now.