First table is the women's, and Christina (on "hot appetizers", which means "risotto" sound pretty confident that they'll have food at the window in five and a half minutes. On the men's side, Craig is on hot appetizers, and he's too stressed out to even answer his team when they ask how long it will be.
The women's first dish has something wrong with the salad. I am distracted from my task of finding out what by Chef Ramsay insisting that Rosann ("cold appetizers", i.e. "salad") is from "the back streets." Is she?
The men's side has a bacon-related catastrophe, which is Craig's fault. Chef Ramsay sends out half the table, which leads to this ominous voiceover: "An hour and a half into dinner service, only half of one blue table has received any appetizers." Really? Surely that counts some amount of people sitting around before they order, right? On the red side, things are going better.
Okay, remember last week when Petrozza was sitting around glumly and Bobby came to pep him up and all but carry him back into the dining room? This week, Jason is the glum one and Louross is the peppy one, except with a lot more swearing on both sides. Jason claims he panics when Ramsay yells at him. Louross's basic message is "Don't let him [bleep] you up. Just come on!"
In the kitchen, Jason is still staring at a menu when Chef Ramsay yanks it out of hands. The desserts. Go! He gets as far as "Chocolate fondant with um." Chef Ramsay is appalled as Jason mumbles things like "I know this [bleep]" and "You know what, I can't do it. I really can't." Chef Ramsay brings the whole team around and grills Jason. "D'you want to go home?" "Yeah." "You want to go home." "Yeah, [bleep]." "That's you?" "Yeah." "You're done." "I'm done."
After commercials, Chef Ramsay won't give up on Jason, exhorting him to dig deep. Miraculously, he gets through the desserts. Jason interviews, "You know, I don't think he wanted me to quit. I think he wanted to beat my ass a little more! He wasn't done with the whuppin'!" Well, sure, but it's not because he's a mean person; he just wants you to actually succeed at something, and he believes that shouting at people is the best way to motivate them.