- Mary (herself): And this is the chitlins in ocra
- Gordon Ramsay: Okay, chitlins. I mean, I know chitlins are the intestine but should they really stink? Before I do taste them, I'd like to pray to God, before I put any of that in my mouth.
- [after smelling the dish]
- Mary (herself): In Jesus name you are blessed; we rebuke the spirit of the Devil. You are prayed over. We guarantee you that you are not about to succumb to those chitlins. Hallelujah
- Gordon Ramsay: Amen.
- Gordon Ramsay: The fate and the future of Blackberry's rests in the hands of Shelly, and unfortunately restaurants do not succeed when they are run by a dictator.