Amanda has apparently already served the chef's table on the red side, and they like it. Good for them. Amanda is getting annoyed by Suzanne, but things seem to be going pretty smoothly, really. On the blue side, Robert is dripping sweat and screwing up lamb. He and Gordon have a relatively incomprehensible exchange, which I shall now relate for you:
GORDON RAMSAY: IS that the best you can do?
ROBERT: Hell, no, it's not the best I can do!
GORDON RAMSAY: Well, give me the [bleep] best!
ROBERT: I am, chef!
Nice work, everyone. Robert goes on to explain in an interview that he feels like [bleep], but "me giving you 75% is still better than half the people here." Yeah, but you're graded by results, not tonnage. Zing!
Timeskip! The red team has only two tables to go, and the pasta is like twenty seconds late. Amanda blames it on "your princess", which means Ariel. Little Mermaid reference! Meanwhile, the blue team is stopped by some raw rabbit. When Chef Ramsay calls everyone over for a little intimate shout, he gets mad at Kevin, who has not put his dish down to give Gordon his undivided attention. This results in Kevin being called "cocky". There's a bit more shouting (mostly at Kevin, although it was Robert's rabbit), and the blue kitchen gets Switched Off.
The red team successfully finishes the service, so when everyone's lined up for the postmortem, they're a little pleased with themselves. This is enhanced by the news that the customers at the red chef's table would happily return, although the blue side's customers said "thanks, but no thanks". Gordon complains about the "rabbit with fur still on", and designates Dave as the best of the worst. Dave will nominate two of his team.
Everyone is sent off to the dorms, and there's a full moon. But we haven't been seeing it every night, so I'm going to allow it. Robert shouts at us in an interview that he doesn't deserve to go home. Robert and Van appeal to Dave that Andy should go up instead of them because he's been worse than them on previous nights. Robert tells Andy to "suck a [bleep]" several times. They shout and bleep at each other for a while, and Dave doesn't want to get involved. He's a low-key kind of guy, and I appreciate that.