Naturally, the fighting continues in the dorms. Robyn keeps yapping, blaming Kimmie for her crappy fish, upsetting Christina, who goes off to sit in the stairwell, and she tells Kimmie she might want to go defend herself.
Lots of bleeps and "bitch!" ensue. Dana at one point seems to be actually enjoying the fracas between Kimmie and Robyn, which is about half a second away from being a fight like you see in a cartoon: just a big ball of smoke with fists and feet sticking out in various places. "It is so ghetto right now," she says, which is ... well, kinda unfortunate. But yeah, it's not exactly an Algonquin roundtable discussion. Christina can't take Robyn's bullshit any longer and yells at her for a moment, at least until Robyn and Kimmie catch their breath. Dana says the reason she's enjoying it is the two of them used to be BFFs, and then Robyn quotes Machiavelli, but I will buy her an entire kitchen of stainless-steel equipment if she could have named, at that moment, who said, "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer." With a hearty "[Bleep] you! [Bleep] you! [Bleep] you!" from Kimmie, we go to commercial.
After, the shouting and the name-calling continue, at least until Robyn advises Kimmie to "suck a dick" or perhaps "suck my dick." Either way, the rest of Red gasps.
And the Blue survivors, Brian, Justin and Clemenza are working to finish dinner for everybody. Brian says all three of them are strong, so he's not surprised they're the last ones left. A facepainted kid in the dining room squeals that it's so good he wants to come back tomorrow. Well, at this point, he's heard every possible profanity permutation and combination, so he may as well come back.
Debriefing! "Holy crap," says Ramsay. Man, when he doesn't even really swear that badly, that's when you know he's completely flabbergasted. He notes that he started service with eleven chefs and finished with three.
But if Blue thought their last three standing was enough to earn the victory, they're wrong, because Ramsay says there isn't a winning team tonight. He had more passion in the valet parking. Was it those dudes from Ferris Bueller's Day Off? He orders both teams to come up with two nominees to leave. Since we didn't have an elimination last time, can we pretty please have two tonight?
Brian can't believe Blue didn't get the victory. Nevertheless, since they started with five chefs and ended with three, that kinda makes the nomination process a snap, as far as he's concerned. Around the table, he picks Royce and Patrick "for obvious reasons" and Clemenza seconds it. Patrick's resigned, even though he says he's better than this. Royce doesn't seem to think it's too fair, but it's not like he can suggest one of the three guys who closed out for both sides.