Suddenly, there's a crash and some grunting from Fabio off-screen. It seems that he fell and bent his finger back (and according to the official site, it was dislocated, not broken, but still - FUCKING OUCH!). The medic comes over and stabilizes his finger, then asks if Fabio wants to go to the hospital. Fabio says he doesn't, because he wants to cook. Or, as Fabio says, "I'll chop it off and sear it on the flat top so it doesn't bleed anymore, then tomorrow, I will deal with nine finger." What would this show be without that crazy Italian?

Carla gives Fabio a little growly pep talk and calls him Rocky. I think those two should take their act on the road. Fabio interviews, "I always say, 'That so easy, I could do with one hand tied behind my back'? I didn't mean to. I've got a broken finger now and I'm in the shit." Fabio tries to peel potatoes by holding the potato in his bad hand, but it keeps slipping out. He also has trouble peeling the onions. He interviews, "I got so many kick in my ass, that sometime, when I'm in the bathroom, I still pull shoes out of my ass." He's like a cartoon character. Wind him up and let him go. Anyway, Fabio drops a potato on the floor and kicks it, so it's not looking good for him and the clock at the moment.

Stefan explains that he made two versions of his spinach: one with cream, and one without. He is confident he'll get to the final four. Carla thinks this is a bad idea: "Marcus, I know that's your dying wish dinner, but I gonna give you something else. What? What the hell?" I don't even have to write jokes this week. I just type what they say. Hosea reveals that his last meal might be a really good BLT. I wish all the cheftestants had told us what theirs would be. Although I fear either Stefan or Fabio would give a somewhat dirty answer, so...