Hell's Kitchen

Previously on Hell's Kitchen...

Oh, yeah.

The Chefs got hands-on experience...

In the chop challenge.

Everybody know what they're doing?

Today, I've prepared a bone-in grilled pork chop.

I thought it was kind of boring.

Roe's poor performance on her pork dish...

Gave the blue team

their second consecutive challenge win.

While the men sipped wine in the Santa Barbara vineyards...

To Roe.

The women had bones to pick...

I'm stuck with a bunch of bitches

that can't pull their weight.

There it is.

During a never-ending punishment.

This is the longest day of my life.

At dinner service...

Stop, just look at the scallops.

Katie...

So that doesn't stink of garlic to anybody here?

- (Announcer) Roe... - Look at them.

Just touch them.

And Ashley couldn't deliver on appetizers

for the gold medal guest at the Chef's table...

You, you, and you, get out!

And were ejected from the kitchen,

- while on the blue team... - Excuse me?

Clashing personalities...

You talk a big game, but you ain't .

You ain't .

- (Announcer) And poor execution from... - Steve!

And Santos.

I'm missing a lamb, Santos.

You and you, off.

Left both teams...

There's no winning team.

Facing elimination.

Time to clean house.

The women nominated...

- Katie... - (Announcer) And...

Roe.

While the men chose...

- Sterling, Chef. - (Announcer) And...

Steve.

- (Announcer) But it was... - Katie.

Give me your jacket.

Whose dream of being Head Chef

at Gordon Ramsay Pub & Grill

at Caesars Atlantic City came to an end.

- But... - I'm not done yet.

Chef Ramsay wasn't finished,

and you're about to find out why...

Take off your jacket.

Right now on Hell's Kitchen.

And now the continuation of Hell's Kitchen.

I'm not gonna continue banging my head against the wall.

Roe...

Back in line.

Sterling...

Take off your jacket.

Your team have given up on you.

I haven't. You're in the red team.

Thank you, man. Thank you.

What's up, red team? I'm home.

Thank y'all.

We are so screwed right now.

Steve...

Back in line.

Red team, I suggest you get it together.

Now, piss off.

I survived to stay another day in Hell's Kitchen.

That makes me extremely happy,

but having Sterling off my team makes me even happier.

I like to work as a team player.

You work smiling,

'cause when you cook happy,

that's how your food come out.

I feel an impending dread.

They can't never knock my smile.

Sterling is going to be unbearable.

I'm really motivated now.

Especially when they ain't never seen me cook.

They just assume,

and assumption is always the assumption

that always, always to up,

when they assume something without knowing the true facts.

Sterling, what are you talking about?

Like, really?

I definitely feel that he doesn't take it seriously.

It's only gonna get worse from here.

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After a team shake-up, the Chefs wake up...

Let's go, move it! Move it!

Ready to go wherever Hell's Kitchen takes them.

- Whoa. - Whoa.

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Ladies, let's go.

Chef Ramsay is huge in and of himself,

but lo and behold, there's something bigger behind him.

Good morning.

Good morning, Chef.

When I look at this map of Italy,

I see more than just words.

I see the very finest of ingredients.

From the stunning San Marzano tomatoes,

grown in Campania,

up to the Gulf of Naples,

where they transform those lemons

into the delicious limoncello...

that's right, Frank.

And then just outside Rome,

where olives are turned

into the most delicate olive oil.

Now, food is not the only thing

Italy is famous for.

Yay, opera.

I have no idea what these people are saying,

but it sounds cool.

That was amazing.

Okay, red team, blue team,

for today's unique challenge,

you'll be cooking Italian food.

Now, each of our gifted singers

are holding a scroll with the name

of an opera on that scroll.

You'll first choose a Chef on the opposite team

that you want to square off against.

That Chef will select one of our opera singers,

who will reveal the dish on their scroll.

Frank, who do you want to up against

on the red team?

Hmm.

- I'll go against Roe. - Roe.

I moved out of Jersey to get away

from boys like Frankie.

But at the same time,

who better to go against than my fellow countryman?

Please pick an opera.

Frank, happy? Oh, very much so, Chef.

Are you kidding me?

I know the in and outs of the manicotti.

It's not a problem at all.

Sterling, who do you want to go up against?

- Bryant. - Okay.

He was one of the very first ones

that throwed me onto the chopping block.

Beating his butt would make me feel so happy.

Great.

Pick an opera.

Norma.

I love making different types of alfredos.

- Ashley. - Yes, Chef.

Who do you want to go up against?

Fernando, Chef.

- Awesome. - Pick an opera.

Tosca.

Um, what?

I don't even know how to pronounce

what I'm supposed to cook.

It's sambuca or sottobucco.

Good choice.

Jennifer.

I'll go with Steve.

Steve, pick an opera.

Madame Butterfly.

Okay, Santos.

I'm gonna have to go with La Tasha, Chef.