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Previously onHell's Kitchen...
Oh, my god, it's Steve Vai.
This guy's a legend.
After an inspiring performance from a rock maestro,
the chefs were tasked to compose their own masterpiece.
I want the ahi.
I'll take pork chop.
- Stay confident here. - Yeah.
While Joe went a little too far
taste-testing his own dish...
Where's the lobster?
I tasted a piece.
It's a cooking challenge,
not a eating challenge.
Chad went a little overboard with black garlic
on his crusted tuna.
It's doused in black garlic.
Somebody took a on his plate,
is what it looked like.
On the Red Team,
strong performances by Jackie...
Wow, point for the Red Team.
And Ashley...
Tuna's cooked beautifully.
Thank you, Chef.
Resulted in a dominating Red Team victory.
Red Team, congratulations.
We kicked the Blue Team's ass.
At dinner service,
Dannie's surprising anxiety on appetizers...
I'm not comfortable with the pizza.
Had the Red Team losing faith in her.
Dannie, if you're not comfortable with all stations
at this point in the competition,
you don't have what it takes.
But Kristin...
Let's push t hese apps out, guys,
and get ready the entrées.
And Ariel...
Watch these two sauces.
All right, no problem.
This one is getting too hot.
Kept it moving.
And the Red Team had a respectable dinner service.
- Ariel. - Yes, Chef.
Beautifully cooked New York strip.
Service, please.
In the Blue kitchen...
Two chicken, VIP.
Give me time.
It's raw; I can't send it out yet.
Manda, suffering from a back injury,
was overwhelmed on the meat station.
I think you should take your apron off and go home.
I want to do this; I know I can.
You've got ten minutes.
But there was another major issue
holding back the Blue Team...
Two arctic char, how long?
No answer.
Chad and Jared's lack of communication.
Eighth dinner service,
but you still can't communicate.
The Blue Team lost and nominated...
Manda.
And...
Jared.
But Chef Ramsay decided to shake things up.
Chad, step forward.
You have lost your confidence.
I'm hoping that you can find it in the Red Team.
Giving Chad and...
Dannie, you are going to the Blue Team.
Yes, Chef.
A chance to regain their confidence on new teams,
keeping everyone's chances alive of becoming the next head chef
at BLT Steak in Bally's Las Vegas.
And now, the continuation of Hell's Kitchen.
Now get out of here.
- Welcome. - Thank you, guys.
- I thought I was going home. - I was like...
I did not expect my name to come up for, you know,
"Take your jacket off."
I mean, wow, you know, what the hell, man?
I don't know what to feel.
I'm just... I'm just in shock.
I don't mind her not being on our team.
Let me put it that way.
It felt like there was always a conflict
between everyone else and Dannie.
I think Chad and our team will work out very well.
I look forward to it.
Glad to have you on the team, bro.
Thank you.
We got Chad's Angels.
Yeah, we got Chad's Angels now.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Send it, send it, send it.
Charlie.
Ha ha ha!
This way?
I can't see!
Marino!
Uhh!
Ugh!
I'm now on Blue Team.
I look really good in blue.
- Ah! - Ah-ha-ha!
Hey, you look good, baby.
Every day here in Hell's Kitchen is a surprise,
and whatever it is, you know,
you just got to be ready for it.
Oh, my god.
You don't take a city bitch
and throw her in a kitchen with a bison.
I would my pants.
Oh, my god, it's looking at me.
I don't want to go first anymore.
Why am I in the front?
I'm the one that has a handicap.
I'm just gonna have to, like, use my crutches
to catapult over it if it starts to charge.
God.
Morning.
Morning, Chef.
I see you've already met my friend Jack.
Morning, Jack.
Jack's an American Bison,
and probably the biggest 12-year-old you've ever seen.
It's huge.
Native Americans and the first settlers
hunted bison.
Now...
Oh.
- Ooh! - Oh!
Jack, please.
Talk about hunting, and he pees on my carpet.
It was like a waterfall of pee,
like six gallons of pee all over the floor.
At least it's a number one.
Ooh!
Oh, my God.
.
Great.
Put a diaper on that thing, or something,
before you bring it in here.
Marino's gonna have a fit now.
For your next challenge,
each of you will be cooking a cut of bison.
Sorry, Jack.
Now, when I say go,
I want you to carefully walk by Jack,
bolt outside,
and stand behind the cut of bison that you want.
Are we ready?
Yes, Chef.
Well, let's go, very carefully.
- Should I walk? - Easy, easy.
Don't need a stampede.
Oh, my god, we're gonna die!
Get the out of here.
When wild animals sense fear,
they eat your face.
Oh, my god.
I just saw the ground bison,
and I ran right up to it.
I didn't even look to see what else was there.
Oh, word.
- Ah. - Ah, .
Bison rib-eye, nice.
I'm down with that.
Frank and I get paired up.
I'm feeling so confident.
It's Frank.
What is he gonna make, a burger?
Now, obviously, each of
you will be cooking head-to-head.
In my mind, I should beat Jackie at everything we do,
unless we're talking about smoking cigarettes.
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