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Ramsay: I'm gordon ramsay.

Singer: ♪ put the pedal
to the floor ♪

♪ no slowing down until
we reach the other shore ♪

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ramsay:
Over the past couple of years,

when I'm not helping to rescue
restaurants across america...

Thank you so very much.

Ramsay: Or discovering
new culinary talent...

Well done!

I've been spending
some of my downtime

with a couple
of my closest friends...

Come on, let's go.

Traveling the world
on a culinary adventure.

-Ramsay: Gino.
-Gino: Thank you, chef.

Ramsay: Gino d'acampo is
a master of italian cuisine.

You can see who's been
doing pasta for a long time.

Oh, god!

With seven restaurants
and over a dozen cookbooks,

he's a chef whose big flavors
are only matched

by his
over-the-top personality.

-Guys!
-Ramsay: Ah!

No, no, no, no, no!

You didn't tell me this was
a nudist beach.

Ramsay: Gino!

Fred sirieix

who's run multiple

michelin star restaurants
across europe...

Martini is a perfect drink.

With an encyclopedic knowledge
of wine and fine dining.

It's all about the food,
the quality of the ingredients

and the quality of the cooking.

Ramsay: The thing is,
these two

have never experienced what
american food has to offer.

So on this trip, I'm taking
them off the beaten path

to experience all the hidden
gems west of the mississippi.

This is amazing.
I've never had anything

-as good as this.
-(all cheering)

-yes! Yes!
-I won! I won!

-Yes!
-Fred: We're hollywood!

-Ramsay: Hey, now, fred--fred.
-I've made it!

-High five.
-High five.

-High five.
-No, that was your foot.

Ramsay: A few things
you should know going in:

These two are both crazy.

-We only live once, gordon!
-(laughter)

ramsay:
They get me to try things

I never thought I would.

(coughs)

and we always,
always have fun.

-Fred: Whoo-hoo!
-Hey, freddie--fred, [bleep]!

Have you heard the one
about a scotsman,

a frenchman and an italian
on a road trip across america?

That's the way I want to die.

Singer: ♪ I need tonight,
I need tonight ♪

-(laughter)
-man: Whoo!

Singer: ♪ put the pedal
to the floor ♪

♪ no slowing down until
we reach the other shore ♪

(horn honks)

do you know
when gordon is coming?

I don't, but relax.
We're in vegas, gino.

What's happening
with your shirt?

It's a vegas vibe.

-This is the vegas vibe?
-Yeah.

-All right.
-Wait until gordon comes,

see what he says.

He's going to crucify you.

Ramsay: I had the boys booked
their flights from europe

direct to las vegas.

Since
we're roughing it on the road,

I figured we could start
with a little lavish fun.

(ringtone jingling)

gino: There he is.

How--finally.
Where are you doing?

-Ramsay: Have you missed me?
-Of course, we miss you, man.

Where are you?

We've been waiting
for over an hour.

-What are you driving?
-Ramsay: She's called betty.

"she's called betty"?

(horn honks)

oh, my god.

What are we, going to war?
Look at the size of that thing!

Are you out of your heads?
How we gonna drive this thing?

-Look at that!
-Gino: What's wrong with you?

This is betty?

-Ramsay: Ooh!
-Fred: How you doing, gordon?

-Ramsay: Good to see you.
-Gino: Is this supposed

-to be betty?
-Hey, how are you?

-Gino: How are you?
-Good to see you, man.

Gino: Good to--come on.

Nice color on your hair.

-The sun.
-Fred: It's the sun?

(speaks italian)
there is no sun.

You had the highlight.

-Ramsay: Who dressed you?
-We only live once, gordon!

Come on, let's have some fun.

Welcome to america.

-You made it.
-This is awesome.

-Ramsay: Isn't it?
-Gino: Thank you.

Ramsay: I've come to show you

the best form of entertainment.
Some of the best food

anywhere in the world
comes from right here.

How do you drive this thing?

No driving.
He's not driving it.

-He's not driving.
-Don't take this personally.

-You're not tall enough.
-Shut up.

No, hold on.
Listen.

Look how high that is.
Look where the door is.

We're going to have to do this
every time I come in?

-Wait. Wait.
-(laughing)

-gino: I like it.
-Ramsay: Seat belt on.

-Welcome to betty.
-How does it drive?

-She drives beautifully.
-Gino: How you drive, betty?

-Fred: Viva las vegas!
-Gino: Whoo!

Ramsay: Come on, how cool
is it here to be in las vegas?

Vegas virgins!

-Amazing.
-I'm so excited, gordon.

-Gino: It's very colorful.
-Beautiful, right?

I mean, it's hard to believe

we're stuck in the middle
of the desert.

Gordon, look over there,
on the billboard.

There, wolverine.

Oh, jeez.

Gino: That's another board
there.

-[bleep] yeah.
-Gino: Oh, there you are again.

Ramsay: It's quite a big sign,
isn't it?

Quite a big sign?

There's pictures of gordons
everywhere

on all the billboards.

You are on the left.

You're here,
and you are on the right.

If someone doesn't like you
by any chance,

it's going to be
their worst nightmare.

Ramsay: One of the most
competitive cities

anywhere in the world
for cuisine right now

is las vegas.

It's at the cutting edge of
cuisine.

It can't be the cutting
edge of cuisine.

I mean, the french are
the cutting edge of cuisine.

-Seriously.
-Ramsay: No, they were.

20 years ago.
They sat on their laurels.

Vegas
has the greatest collection

of top chefs
anywhere on earth.

Even the humble burger has
been elevated to an art form.

-Ramsay: You hungry?
-Fred: Yes.

Ramsay: I'm starving.
I wanna show you

a burger of absolute class.

A burger that's gonna
blow your minds.

-Okay.
-A burger that's gonna cost

$777.

No, that's going to blow
my wallet, not my mind.

Ramsay:
Wait till you taste it.

The burger is a religion here,

with the average american
eating three a week,

but none do it bigger than
the burger brasserie

located on the promenade

between the paris
and bally's hotel and casino.

Hello.
Hey, how are you?

Table for three, please,
my darling.

Thank you.

-Are we ready to try this?
-Yes, please.

-Dom pérignon?
-Thank you.

-They're serving champagne?
-Ramsay: Yes.

-Oh, I love that sound!
-Oh, [bleep].

Gino: Why do you have this kind
of champagne with a burger?

-It's vegas, baby.
-This is the culture.

-It's like a sacrilege.
-I'll go to the kitchen.

-Give me two minutes.
-That's right.

-Salute to that.
-Cheers to that.

-Ramsay: Hey, chef.
-Carl: Hey.

-Ramsay: How are you?
-Carl: Good, how you doing?

Good to see you, my man.

To create
these one of a kind burgers,

head chef carl
uses ground american wagyu,

some of the finest beef
in the world.

What is so special
about this burger?

-Because--
-besides the meat being

-a wagyu--american wagyu...
-Yes, yes.

We've got foie gras,
lobster, pancetta.

-What cheese is on top?
-Carl: This is nice

american goat cheese.

Start off with pancetta
at the base?

-Carl: Yeah.
-Ramsay: Now, this is

a burger and a half.

You poached lobsters?

There are butter
poached right here.

I'll cut that.
You cook the foie gras.

Ramsay: You want the foie gras
cooked?

One slice or two slice
of foie gras?

-Carl: Two, please.
-Two.

My god, and the flower
on top of the lobster?

-Carl: Yeah.
-Ramsay: Bloody hell.

Then put a little arugula
to cut that goat cheese,

and we put a-hundred-year-old
balsamic

to finish the whole thing.

-Carl: Doesn't it?
-Good job.

-Thanks, enjoy that.
-Amazing.

That looks incredible.

Oh, my lord.
Seven, seven, seven.

Oh, my god.
Awesome.

It's a good-looking burger.

Ready?

Come on, guys, look.

Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow,
wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow.

(drumroll)

-gina: Come on.
-Fred: Wow. Look at that.

-It's a bit underdone.
-What's underdone?

-It's underdone, man.
-Isn't it?

It's pink, for god's sake.

-How do you want it?
-Here we go.

I can't wait to hear
what you think.

Dig in, guys.
It's dripping.

That's the sign
of a great burger.

Lobster and the foie gras
really come through,

which I was not expecting
to go together.

-Excellent.
-Very difficult to eat

this kind of food, you know,
without a fork and a knife.

-I mean--
-ramsay: Fred-o, you don't eat

-a burger with a fork.
-Fred: You, obviously, are both

straight from the cave,
but in France,

we are
a bit more sophisticated.

Ramsay: Oh, my god, I...

-It's all right.
-It's all right?

Come on.
It's very good.

I just can't compute the price
and the taste.

I just can't compute that.

Enjoy--it's vegas.

I mean, it's disgustingly
expensive,

but it's bloody delicious.

I like it.

Service, may I have the check,
please?

Let's gamble it.
Lowest card pays.

-Oh, come on.
-Come on, come on.

The lowest card pays.
Okay.

-Ramsay: [bleep].
-(laughter)

-gino!
-I'm gonna wash my hands.

Ramsay: Gino!

-Oh, my lord.
-(fred laughs)

ramsay: I know
I'll probably regret this,

but I'm taking gino and fred

the one
and only caesars palace.

Because no trip to vegas
is complete

without testing
your luck at a casino.

-(indistinct chatter)
-ramsay: Oh, thank you.

A quick word of warning--
listen.

The drinks are free.
Don't drink too much.

-Ramsay: Cheers.
-No, no, no.

-Don't worry.
-All: Salute.

Guys, this is
going to be awesome.

Okay.
Slowly.

Gino!

Slow--slowly.

I mean, I'm not a big gambler,

but I do like the kind of
environment, the atmosphere.

So bring it on.

You guys look
like you need a bit of luck.

Gino: I don't understand
the game, but I like it.

Come on, let's go.
We need a ten, right?

-Ten!
-(all cheering)

-I won! I won!
-Gino: Yes! Yes!

Both: Oh!

Six.
We won again.

Excellent.

All: One, two, three.
(all blow)

-gino: Eight, eight.
-Ramsay: Eight.

-I'm on eights.
-(overlapping chatter)

-I won!
-Ramsay: Gino, smile.

-Oh, yes.
-(laughter)

he's, like, perfect height,
isn't he?

-Ramsay: He's too small.
-Gino: Oh, mommy!

I think she's trying
to breastfeed me.

I can't believe
I resisted gambling

for the last 15 years
here in vegas,

only to break that duck
with gino and fred.

Gino: The night
hasn't finished yet.

Whatever you do in vegas,
stays in vegas, right?

Ramsay: After last night's
shenanigans,

I think it's best
to get gino

and fred off the vegas strip
as soon as possible.

Hey, I'm nervous.
I don't like helicopters.

It gives me pressure
on the belly.

Ramsay: But before we hit
the road,

I've arranged for us
to hit the skies

in a private helicopter
for an epic tour

over the grand canyon.

-Up, up, and away.
-Gino: Whoa!

-Fred: Look at that.
-Ramsay: Incredible.

Ramsay:
Absolutely incredible.

Gino: Oh!

Ramsay:
Look at that rock formation.

Oh, my god.

You know, guys, it makes me
feel very emotional

to see the grand canyon
because as a boy,

I used to watch
western movies with my dad,

and it was always
a fantasy of him to come here.

-Ramsay: Really?
-Fred: Oh, my god,

you know, I'm reading
about the colorado river.

There are six species of fish

that are indigenous
to this area,

and you don't find them

anywhere else
in north america.

Ramsay: How cool is that?

Fred: It'd be nice if we
could fish them.

(light classical music)

this is [bleep].
I don't like helicopters.

Fred: You want the bag, gino?

You gonna be sick?

Oh, gino's going to vomit.

Oh, my god.
Gino, please take this.

Throw this in one.

Gordon, can we swap places,
please?

Ramsay: We are not swapping
seats

in a freaking helicopter.

-Ramsay: Oh, for [bleep] sake.
-Gino: Thanks, god.

Thank you, god.
Thank you.

♪ I miss already las vegas,
hoo, hoo ♪

-(laughs)
-both: ♪ hoo, hoo ♪

♪ the city is kind
of contagious ♪

both: ♪ hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo ♪

♪ gordon on every billboard

♪ he's some kind of a lord ♪

♪ showgirls blowing
on my dice ♪

-[bleep].
-♪ and a burger ♪

-♪ definitely overpriced
-stop it!

♪ I don't want to leave
this city ♪

♪ I was surrounded
by [bleep] ♪

you can't call them [bleep].

-What can you call them?
-Breasts.

-It doesn't rhyme.
-(laughter)

-ramsay: Coming up...
-This is frisky, this thing.

Ramsay:
We head to arizona

for good old-fashioned
cattle drive.

(clicks tongue)
stop, stop. Hey.

I was just a little bit
out of control there, whew.

-Fred: A bit like gino.
-Ramsay: But are we steering

the cattle?
Gino!

Lori: Get back!
You're in the middle

of a cattle drive!

Ramsay:
Or are they steering us?

Whoo-hoo!

(horn honks)

(upbeat music)

(horn honks)

-fred: Wait, wait!
-Gino: Gordon, wait!

(horns honking)

ramsay: I didn't know
they were going so fast.

Gordon, you cut them off.

You didn't tell me
there was 50 bikes there.

You're unbelievable, gordon.

Look, they're
giving me the bird.

(horns blaring)

they're overtaking us now.

They're going to come in, and
they're going to kick our ass.

-Hey--oh, he's pissed off.
-See, he's pissed.

-Gino: Sorry!
-Ramsay: Oh, my god.

We're sandwiched
in between hells angels.

Gino: This is the way
to do america.

Whoo!

Ramsay: Look at the scenery.
Look at the backdrop.

Fred:
I mean, all we need now is

john wayne going down
the mountain with his horse.

Ramsay: Now that I've shown
gino and fred

how far the burger has evolved
here in america,

we're headed deep into
the arizona cowboy country

to meet the hard working men
and women

who make it all possible.

Gentlemen, I'm about to take
you to an amazing ranch

of some of the best
grass-fed beef

-anywhere in the country.
-When you say ranch,

I'm worried that we're going
to have to do something.

Ramsay: Look at this.
Wow.

See, if I mention america,
I mention america like this.

I like the sound
of proper american ranch.

(horn honks)

be careful not to beep
at the cow.

They're gonna start to run
everywhere.

(mooing)

-buongiorno!
-Ramsay: Good morning!

-Lori: Welcome!
-Gino: Good morning.

Lookit, that's what you call
proper hands, like a shovel.

-Yeah.
-Look at that.

-Look at yours there.
-Emmett: Yeah.

Ramsay: You definitely
don't have a fight with him.

I met sturgill and his wife,
lori,

who run rafter's ranch,

which stretches over
230 square miles

across the arizona desert.

So we have some cowboys
that have been rounding up

cattle off the mountains
this morning,

and they're coming in,
and I think

you're just in time for us
to go out and help them.

Fred: Yes!

Ramsay: Come on, guys,
get dressed.

Come on, we got cattle to herd.

-Emmett: There you go.
-Ramsay: Thank you.

Do we have guns, just in case?

You're not having guns.
No gun--emmett,

no guns for these guys.

Gino: And how do you walk like
cowboy?

That's why they walk like this.

-(laughter)
-fred: Yeehaw!

Emmett: He's got it.
All right.

I think we need to put him
on that bucking machine

-and see how he does.
-Ramsay: Is that working?

Emmett: It does work.

Whoa!
How do I get on?

Okay, come on, step over.

Emmett: Now, normally, we put
a saddle on there to ride in.

Count--start counting
when it starts.

-Gino: Yes.
-Fred: Go!

-Gino: One...Two...Three...
-Fred: Whoo-hoo!

Fred: Whoo-hoo!
Look at that!

-Lori: Awesome!
-I was born to do this!

Life's a rodeo,
and all you have to do

is stay in the saddle.
Yeehaw!

(upbeat music)

all right.

♪ ♪

ramsay: Let's go.

(laid-back western music)

ramsay: This vast
desert landscape creates

pure organic beef
exclusive to this area.

(mooing)

lori: All right, we're gonna
get right in behind them

and follow them in.

(upbeat western music)

this is frisky, this thing.

He's like you.

Lori: Send them
to the right, up here.

-Ramsay: Gino, get back here.
-Lori: Gino! Gino!

You're in the middle
of a cattle drive!

Ramsay: God's sake!

Gino, get behind the cows!

-Okay.
-Fred: (shouting indistinctly)

-come here. (puckers lips)
-gino: You lost a cow.

Fred: No, I'm going to get it.

Gino: Let me get it.
Let me get it.

There we are.
Yeah, we got it!

I've always wanted to do this!

Oh, fantastic!

Whoo-hoo!

(gino shouts indistinctly)

lori: Well done, boys.
Yes!

Gino: We got it?
Yes!

My testicles
are like scrambled eggs.

-(ramsay laughs)
-(cow moos)

I mean, the life of a cowboy--

I mean, I'm very happy
to have experienced it once,

but I wouldn't like
to do it for a living.

Lori: I think we should try
some good grass-fed beef.

Emmett: This beef was born
and raised

right here on this ranch.

-Ramsay: Wow.
-Gino: I'm starving.

Ramsay: The grass-fed angus
delivers a great flavor.

The secret behind
any great burger is the beef.

Lori and emmett believe
no part of the animal

is off the menu.

-Ramsay: So what is that?
-Testicles.

-Emmett: Call 'em calf fries.
-Ramsay: Oh, I love that.

-Good.
-Are we having bollocks?

-Balls, yes.
-I love testicles.

My dad cooked them
all the time.

-Lori: Oh, good.
-I'll have another testicle.

Go ahead.

Shocked, impressed--
absolutely delicious.

-Ramsay: Thank you, thank you.
-Gino: Well done, guys.

Fred: Wow.
Thank you very much.

Cheers.
Thank you very much.

Thank you.
Thank you.

So incredibly good
to have you guys.

Thank you very much.
It was a pleasure to meet you.

-Such an honor.
-Emmett: Thank you.

No, really, I wanted to do this
all my life.

I can't believe that
gordon took us in this ranch.

You see it on television,
but you don't understand

how difficult and how amazing
it is until you do it.

I mean, what a day!
What a day!

What an experience, guys.

Ramsay: That was incredible.
It's amazing how hard that is.

-Gino: This is hard work.
-Ramsay: Holy [bleep].

My [bleep] are roasting.

Ramsay: Coming up...

Gino: Is that where
the stars are?

Yeah!
We're in hollywood!

-Ramsay: Fred--fred!
-They're used to crazy people.

-I made it!
-Ramsay: We're heading west

to california for a quick stop
at my house in los angeles.

This is nice.

Did you wash your hands
as well, yeah?

Yes, I did, mum.

And I visit
with my toughest critic.

Ugh.
I don't like that.

(laughs)

(horn honks)

(upbeat music)

(horn honks)

(rock music)

ramsay: Route 66.

This is a road trip
of a lifetime.

♪ ♪

you know, boys, when I was
a kid, I used to collect

american cars.

I collected trucks.

Mum and dad had to buy
sort of secondhand toys.

-Okay.
-Ramsay: I'm not pleading

poverty;
I'm being honest with you.

It's like we used to go
to jumble sales.

Honestly, I used to go
sometimes to school thinking,

"[bleep], whose jumper's
this?

Whose trousers that?"

mum set me out to work at 14.

I went into
a local indian restaurant.

I worked part time
as a washer

'cause my sister
was a waitress there.

That's why he is the way
he is, by the way.

(laughter)

they took away the childhood
from him.

Ramsay: With our sights set
on a drive

up the californian coast,

we're making a quick stop

in los angeles to see my mom,

who's staying at my house
on vacation from the uk.

Welcome to los angeles.

My second home.

Gino: What do you mean,
your second home?

You are american
through and through.

(laughs)

ramsay: I live and work here
over half the year,

and my family have grown up
to love it.

But for most tourists,

it's all about the glitz
and glam of hollywood.

Fred:
"you're on sunset boulevard."

the most famous boulevard
on the planet.

Gino:
Is that where the stars are?

-Yeah!
-Ramsay: That's the walk

-of fame.
-Fred: We're in hollywood!

Ramsay: Fred--fred!

-Ramsay: Welcome home!
-Fred: Yes, we're here!

This is nice.

Maybe sort of freshen
up a little bit, no?

Yeah.
See you later.

Can we jump on
the swimming bed?

This must be his room.

-Fred: Oh, for sure.
-Gino: Oh, yeah.

-Gino: He's got a gym.
-Fred: Look at the bathroom.

(both laugh)

did you wash your hands
as well, yeah?

Yes, I did, mum.
Thank you very much.

My mum, helen,
is in town for a visit,

so we're making her lunch

before we get back
on the road in the morning.

Did you enjoy going out
with the two friends?

Yes, I did.
They're very naughty.

What's he got here?

Look all these foams
and hairspray that he has.

That's why his hairs
are always standing up.

So I'm just gonna do,
like, a spicy mayonnaise

and a little teaspoon
of mustard

and a little bit of tabasco
in there.

Helen: Oh, that's how,
isn't it?

And then mix that up.
A little taste.

Mmm.

Ugh.
I don't like that.

(laughs)
oh, don't...

Have you ever seen
a shoe this big?

-No.
-Right?

Hang on, just...

(fred laughs)

gino: Hey, this is
a holy chef jacket--look.

-(fred laughs)
-he's going to kill us.

Ramsay: My mum first taught me
to cook

when I was five and remains
my harshest critic.

Hopefully, you'll love
when it's all put together.

Like a little taste?

No, thank you.
No, I don't want any.

-Gino: Buongiorno.
-Fred: Bonjour!

-Mum, fred and gino.
-Oh.

-Did you go through my drawers?
-Fred: We did.

-Yes.
-I didn't do that

-in your house.
-Yes, you did.

Yes, you did.

-Did you put the barbecue on?
-Ramsay: Barbecue's on.

I wanted to make lunch simple

and grill up my take
on burgers,

but the boys are insisting
on teaming up

to make their own version
with a european twist.

So we're going to have
a best burger competition--

me versus them
with my mum as the judge.

The loser will have to
jump naked into the pool.

Fred: French mustard
with the mayonnaise.

Gino: Extra virgin olive oil
from Italy.

Ramsay: I'm going to showcase
the great american burger.

They're going to do
a euro-burger.

Honestly,
they've got no chance.

Fred:
Gordon, open the barbecue.

As this opens, it's going to go
from 500 degrees down to 300.

-It's all about to sear.
-Gino: Okay.

-Okay? Please be quick.
-Gino: Okay.

Ramsay: Quicker, gino.

Do not put my hand
in the barbecues.

What's he doing with that
olive oil, man?

-What is he doing?
-Oh, why so much olive oil?

Ramsay: What is he doing?

Right, I'm gonna flip mine
very carefully.

Gino: Look at that.
Look at those

little pancetta within there.

Right.

-(overlapping dialogue)
-gino: We need one more slice.

Let's go.

We need to grill the burger,
not boil it.

So we need to keep
the intensity

to get that sear in there.
How many times

I told you,
you need to sear it, okay?

-Can you just relax?
-"you need to sear the burger.

"we don't broil it.
How many times

"I [bleep] told you to do that?

-Huh?"
-ramsay: I'm sorry, okay?

I'm apologizing now.

Gino and fred's euro-burgers
have caramelized onions

and balsamic vinegar
and topped with two cheeses.

-Fred: Oh, wow.
-Gino: The beautiful melting

gorgonzola and brillat savarin.

Ooh, la, la.
Wow.

-Fred: We're finished.
-Gino: Mama, we're ready.

It's not a race.

My simple classic burger

is made with
sharp wisconsin cheddar

and smoky bacon
and topped with a spicy aioli.

The great american burger.
Mum, you ready?

I just hope my mum likes it.

(dramatic music)

and would you like to go
for the euro-burger first

or all-american burger?

I'll go for the euro, first.

♪ ♪

it come up?
You good?

Feel sick?
You all right?

You're gonna get smacked
in a minute.

I swear to god.

Ramsay: Now,
the american burger.

Now that's juicy, isn't it,
mum?

-Isn't it, mum?
-I---

-gino: Oh!
-(laughter)

you're such a sucker.

What was the first
impression, mum,

when you bit into mine?

It's nice and tasty, but so
is the first one as well.

So it is going to be difficult.

Okay, now the big question is,
mum,

which burger
do you really love best?

Gino: Helen, remember there's
a lot at stake here.

-Yeah.
-Gino: Okay?

Whoever lose is going to have
to get completely naked

and jump in the pool.

Helen: Well, this is very hard,

I'll tell the three of you,

but I've got to go
for gordon's--the american.

Well, I disagree, but--

you cannot disagree
with mommy.

You lost.
You lost--big deal.

Get your clothes off
and jump in the pool.

Fred: Okay, let's go.

Helen: I always knew
I'd have to pick gordon

because I wanted
to see them jumping

in the water
with no clothes on.

(laughs)

oh, my goodness me.

Gino: Cannonball!

Whoo!

I don't think it was
completely fair

that she judged
the competition.

We should have got
someone else.

-Gino: Group hug!
-(laughter)

-fred: Come here, gordon.
-(laughter)

helen, you can come in
as well, okay?

-No.
-Yes.

(laughter)

ramsay: I am so sorry.

I enjoyed it.
Don't worry about it.

(laughter)

-ramsay: Coming up...
-Fred: Whoo-hoo!

Ramsay:
We're on crash course...

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

-[bleep]!
-Gino! Gino!

Ramsay: Through the streets
of san francisco.

(horn honks)

I'm getting out of the car.

I'm not being party to this.

-I'm getting out of the car.
-Stop the car!

(horn honks)

(upbeat music)

(horn honks)

(exciting music)

♪ ♪

gino: Whoa!
Look at the golden gate bridge!

Guys, this is beautiful.

Fred: Whoo-hoo!

Ramsay: I brought the boys
up the coast of california

to san francisco,
one of the meccas

of fine dining in the u.S.

It's trips like these
with my two best friends

that reignite my love of food.

Times like this--you know
what--I really miss my family.

We are your family, though.

Yeah, I know, but come on,
I've just had a new son.

We've got a little present
for you.

-Yeah.
-Ramsay: Stop it.

Ta-da!

(laughter)

-you like it?
-Ramsay: Well done, oh, my god.

Look, my little man.

He looks so much like you.

Seriously.
He's got the same quiff.

-Fred: Look at him.
-Ramsay: Fred, gino, thank you.

-Ramsay: Honestly.
-Gino: Our pleasure.

(ominous music)

-fred: Look at that.
-Gino: Flipping heck.

-Whoa!
-Ramsay: Pump the brakes.

-Gino.
-One second.

Guys, this is up and down here.

Yeah, I know,
up and down means

up and down, slowly.

Oh, my god, look.
"nob hill."

-(laughter)
-nob hill.

I mean,
how appropriate is that?

Gino: Wouldn't it be cool
if we could race down,

-all the way down?
-Ramsay: Wait, wait, wait,

wait!
[bleep]!

-Gino! Gino!
-[bleep]!

-(overlapping chatter)
-gino: What's happening here?

Ramsay: This is the famous
lombard street.

-Gino: I want to go there.
-Ramsay: No, we can't

-go down there.
-Why can't we go down there?

-We won't fit down there.
-Fred: I'm getting out

-out of the car.
-(horn honks)

I'm getting out of the car.
I'm not being party to this.

-[bleep].
-I'm getting out of the car.

-Stop the car!

-Fred.
-Gino: Sorry, sorry.

-Ramsay: So sorry.
-(horn honks)

thank you.
I'm so sorry.

(horn honks)

-fred: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
-Ramsay: Get out.

Gino: I could have made it.

-I know exactly the size.
-What do you mean,

"know exactly the size"?

Listen, just because you're
the king of the kitchen

doesn't mean you're
the king of the road.

Ramsay: Honestly, road trip
across america

and end up in jail.

(upbeat music)

although san francisco is
known for its amazing seafood,

it is a melting pot
of different

cultures and cuisine.

Our first stop
is their amazing chinatown.

This is one of the largest
chinatowns

anywhere in the country
and one of the oldest.

Gino: It looks like
we are in china.

-Fred: It does.
-Ramsay: But you're big lover

-of chinese food, right?
Fred: I love chinese food.

But you know what?
The first time

I ever had chinese food
when I was 20.

Gino: In Italy, we don't have
a chinese restaurant.

Well, we only had it
for the last 10 years,

do they have chinese
restaurants in scotland?

Of course they do.
Chinese food, for me,

growing up was a treat,
especially chinese takeaway,

where it's the most
amazing sweet and sour

prawns, sichuan pork, um...

-Gino: Duck.
-Fred: Oh, peking duck.

Ramsay: Amazing.
I'm taking the boys

to experience a unique
chinese-american tradition,

one that said to have
originated

right here
in san francisco.

I want to take you to

the golden gate fortune cookie
factory.

What are we going
to do in here now?

We're just gonna learn
about fortune cookies.

-How are you?
-Man: How are you, sir?

-Good to see you.
It's gino and fred.

-Gino, fred, how are you?
-Gino: Ni hao.

-Fred: Ni hao.
-Ramsay: This place is amazing.

Give me an idea
of the ingredients.

-What is it, eggs?
-Eggs and flour--sugar.

-Anything else?
-Big secret.

You can tell me.
I won't tell them.

-I don't know.
-You don't know?

Yeah, I'm serious.

-He's a tough cookie, yeah?
-Yeah, he's a tough cookie.

-How many do you make a day?
-20,000.

-20,000 a day?
-Wow.

-You want to watch how I work?
-Show me how you do it.

-Man: Okay.
-Gino: I want to see

how fast you are.

I gotta get ready first.
Just like--preparation.

Gino: Preparation.
All right.

-No pressure.
-(laughs)

(rock music)

♪ ♪

-get on.
-I'm faster than the machine.

Oh, you're actually faster
than the machine?

So if this one goes through
further, he gets dry, right?

-That's where you got this?
-Yeah.

-And what's happened to this?
-Goes to the stomach.

(chuckles)

-do you guys want to try it?
-Both: Yes!

How about you guys
compete a little bit?

-Both: Okay.
-If I can do 20,000,

maybe 10,000 for you.

All right.
Well, I'll try my very best.

I want to compete
with these two

because I think
I can do this.

Quick idea.
Can we have a 60-second burst,

see how many we can make
in one minute?

-Man: Yeah, I love it.
-Ramsay: Please?

Gino: All right, I'm in.
Are you in?

Yeah, I am definitely in.
Let's go.

-Fred-o.
-(laughter)

gino: I'm gonna take
the green tea.

-I'm going to go here.
-Ramsay: Thank you, madam.

One, two, three, go!

-Go.
-Go?

-(gasps)
-fred: It's burning, gino.

Gino: Ah!
I burned myself.

Man: Wait, are you supposed
to be working or eating?

-Go to see gordon.
-Man: Okay, gordon.

Ramsay: First time gino's
fingers done any work.

Man: 15 seconds!

Five, four, three,

two, one!

-Man: Stop, stop, stop, stop.
-Finished.

Wow.

-Gino: Two, four, six, eight--
-ramsay: No, stop, stop, stop,

stop, stop.
That--you know

that's not good.
[bleep].

[bleep].
[bleep].

-Okay, now count them.
-He's thrown

-all my cookies away.
-2, 4, 6, 8, 10, 12, 14,

-16, 18, 20, 24.
-Fred: I've done 20.

Gino: So let's check yours.

-Ramsay: 27; two, four--
-gino: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

No!
Nothing wrong with that.

-Gino: No, no, no, no, no, no.
-Fred: That is not a cookie.

(laughter)

that is broke.
That was broken.

Ramsay: Don't do that here.

Gino: "don't do that here"?
Look what you've done

on the floor there.

I'm so sorry.
So 27, 24, 20.

So first, second, third,
as usual.

Thank you so much.

-Ramsay: Continue success.
-Thank you very much.

Fred: Thank you very much.
Thank you, mama.

-Ramsay: Oh, my lord.
-(fred speaks foreign language)

ramsay: Coming up, we head up
the california coast

for some highs...
-Uh, not too high.

Ramsay: And lows.

I'm 83 years old,
and I've been cooking

long before you were born!

(horn honks)

(horn honks)

(bluesy music)

ramsay:
The san francisco bay area

was a must-see,
as gino, fred, and I

seek out the best food
america has to offer.

And because great food calls
for great wine,

our next stop is the amazing
wine country of napa valley.

Fred:
I've got a surprise for you.

I am taking you to the most
beautiful chateau.

Le château de l'amour.

What's with the romance?
Us three together--

I can't think
of anything more unromantic.

You are going to love it.

We are gonna go there in style.

Look at this!
(laughs)

ramsay: Fred is truly
at home in napa.

As one of my most
respected authorities on wine,

this is definitely
his wheelhouse.

-Gino: Is this thing safe?
-Man: I hope so. We'll see.

Ramsay: How high are we gonna
be flying, captain?

Man:
We'll see when we get up there.

-He's scared of heights.
-Uh, not too high.

Yeah, let's go, like,
tree level.

-Tree level? Okay.
-Gino: Yes.

(enchanting music)

ramsay: My first time
in a balloon.

See, what I'm amazed at--
it's just so peaceful here.

Also, the aerial view
is breathtaking.

This is [bleep].

No, I'm not looking down.
Do not move too much.

Ramsay:
What are you doing down there?

-Gino: I don't want to see.
-Fred: I wanted to show you

the napa valley from up above,

and look how beautiful this is.

So what kind of grapes
do they grow here?

The indigenous grape
is zinfandel,

but they do beautiful
sangiovese.

They do beautiful chardonnay.

-Ramsay: Oh, my--wait.
-Gino: Yeah.

Oh, my god! So gentle.

Look, you can see the castle!
Look at that.

This is as "autentic"
as it looks.

-Ramsay: "autentic."
-fred: It's "autentic."

(fred laughs)

are you two now getting
excited about the standard

and the amazing produce

that you're discovering
on a daily basis?

Oh, for sure.
I mean, look, here.

We are in a vineyard.
I mean, this one is amazing.

I mean, I'm starting
to believe, gordon,

the proof's in the pudding.

I mean, the wine
that we've had today--

my god, this is on par
with the best french wines.

What a day.
Hey.

-Both: Cheers.
-Salute.

Both: Salute.

The wine is excellent,
and I felt

I was in Italy today.

That's why I was very happy.

I'm a bit drunk, though,
I have to tell you.

I'm just a little bit drunk.

Ramsay:
It's already hot in here,

and if you stop talking,

we'll get a little bit
of coolness in here.

Gino, can you--what--hey.
What are you doing?

Gino: I cannot go to sleep if
I don't have a little grappa.

-Ramsay: What is this?
-Fred: A what?

Gino: A little grappa
is good for the brain.

It's good
for the digestive system.

But you're completely
out of your mind.

-I just brushed my teeth.
-Ramsay: Before bed?

Gino: Before bed because then
it's gonna melt you down.

Trust me.

(dramatic music)

(laughter)

(cheerful music)

♪ ♪

ramsay: This is beautiful,
isn't it?

Oh, my lord.

Living life
to the full--I mean, come on.

-Look at that.
-(gino moans)

something really exciting
about getting up

early in the morning.
Look at that sunrise.

And go to campbell cove.

I brought the boys
to one of the best spots

on the west coast.

Campbell cove's cool
pacific waters

produce some
of the finest seafood

in america.

And this cove is famous
for the most amazing shellfish.

Where do you get
all this energy

first thing in the morning?

I've always been
energetic in the morning.

Are you a big lover of clams?

-Fred: Yeah.
-I'm a big lover of sleeping.

Oh, come on.
Fred-o, you love clams?

-I love clams.
-Ramsay: These are unique

to this area, but they're
very difficult to catch.

Gino: You ever done this
before?

No, I've never clammed before.

We have no idea
what we're doing as well.

I'm a pro.
Trust me, I'll adapt.

-(fred laughs)
-gino: "I'm a pro, trust me."

brilliant.

Ramsay: Let's go.
We're headed down

to meet with bob,
a local who's been

clamming in the
campbell's cove for decades.

Morning, sir.
He's offered to show us

the ropes before his morning
paddleboarding session.

Nice to meet you.
So, clams--

we don't wanna look like
three idiots--

all the gear, no idea.
What do you suggest?

Well, you know, go down there,
you'll find a little spot

where the water's kind
of bubbling up a bit,

and then you just dig right
next to it

about 18 inches down,

and then just reach over

-and rip it out and off you go.
-Excuse me.

What do you mean, reach over?
Clams are usually this small.

Bob:
Some of them are pretty big.

-Ramsay: What are you doing?
-Let me make a coffee,

and then I'll come down
and help.

I don't know
what I'm looking for.

You see these little holes
there, breathing here?

-Down here, fred.
-Fred: You got something?

Ramsay: There, there, there,
there, there.

-Fred: Right.
-Ramsay: Fred--fred, come over.

Quick.

Literally just came up.

I see the squirt,
but I see no clams.

Ramsay: But dig in, dig in!
You gotta be quick!

Dig in, fred.
Help me out.

[bleep] they move fast.
[bleep].

Fred: We missed that one.

Ramsay: Hey, bob, any chance
you can come back in

and give us a little hand?

Bob: How we doing, fellas?

-Ramsay: Not good.
-Fred: Not very good!

Ramsay: When they spirt up
like that...

-Bob: Yeah.
-Ramsay: Are they going

sideways or down?

They're going straight down.

-Ramsay: So, that one just--
-bob: That one just

squirted up and yeah.

So you wanna dig

kind of over here.

Oh, there it is.
There's its neck.

It's a small one.

-It's way down there.
-Ramsay: Holy [bleep].

How far you go down there?

[bleep].

-Did you catch anything?
-Bob: I got it.

Why is bob
getting involved here?

(yells)

-ramsay: Is that it?
-Bob: That's it.

Ramsay: Bloody hell, well done.
Thanks, bud.

-Hey, good job, you guys.
-Fred: Thank you very much.

Gino: So we got one.
You've been digging

for 15 minutes;
we got one clam.

Ramsay: Here we go, here we go.
Here we go, here we go.

-Both: Where?
-To the side, to the side.

Fred: You sure?

Ramsay: Put your hand in, fred.

[bleep], [bleep].

You got it?

-[bleep].
-Ramsay: Don't lost this thing.

[bleep].

[bleep], that's all the way
down there.

Go down. Go down there.

-You gotta do down there!
-Ramsay: I got it!

I've got it! I've got it!
For [bleep] sake.

-Fred: Can you feel it?
-Gino: No way.

No way.
Yes!

I think there's
two down there, fred.

Is it?

[bleep].

But this tunnel--
this here--

[bleep].

See?

(laughing)
no! Fred!

[bleep].
I'm good. I'm good.

See?

-Fred: There we go.
-Ramsay: Let's go.

(charming music)

I'm excited to introduce
the guys to kiki paladini

whose family business
is the largest wholesale

seafood distributor
on the west coast.

-Good morning, sir.
-Kiki: Gordon!

Ramsay: Good to see you,
captain.

Kiki: How you doing?
Nice meeting you, guys.

Ramsay: Oh, my goodness.
Welcome; good to see you.

Kiki: My wife, joan.

Ramsay: It was started

by his grandfather,

an italian immigrant.

The paladinis
have been supplying fish

to the west coast's
top restaurants

for generations.

So if anyone knows
about local seafood,

-it's these two.
-And make sure gordon watches

because he knows nothing
about italian food.

Now, you better watch closely
now.

Ramsay: Mrs. Paladini
is making cioppino,

a classic san francisco
fish stew,

using the clams
we caught this morning.

The base is tomato sauce
with onion,

garlic, and seafood stock.

Joan: A little trick
is to always add

a little bit of white wine

when you do the onions
so they don't burn.

Oh, I see, but you put garlic
and onion together?

-Yes.
-Oh, see, where I come from,

-in napoli, we don't do that.
-Joan: Yeah?

-Well, this is america, honey.
-Gino: Oh.

-(laughter)
-gino: Can we be honest here?

I've been cooking
italian food.

I wrote sixteen cookery book,

and I still live in Italy--

and I'm 83 years old,
and I've been cooking

long before you were born.

-Ramsay: So shut up.
-Shut up, gino d'acampo.

Hey, hey!
(speaks italian)

ramsay: Listen to her.
How long have

-you two been married?
-Gonna be 60 years next year.

Can you believe that?

Ramsay: What's been the secret?

-We live apart.
-"we live--"

(laughter)

ramsay: Joan, thank you
for schooling gino

'cause you've just shown him
that is proper,

-authentic italian.
-Joan: He's italian.

He's italian.
Oh, yes, he's italian!

Can I just say, thank you
and cheers.

-Ramsay: Congratulations.
-All: Salute.

It's my pleasure.

Gino: For a non-italian recipe,
in san francisco...

-(joan laughs)
-it's...Good.

It's better than good.
It is delicious.

-Joan: Thank you.
-Fred: Yeah.

-Ramsay: Cheers, guys.
-Kiki: It's been a lot of fun.

Joan: What kind of an italian
are you?

Gino: I'm driving.

Ramsay: Coming up, a quick
trip south of the border...

-Are you ready, boys?
-Yes.

Where we crank up the heat...

(coughing)

till things explode.

(rock music)

(gino yelping)

-(crashes)
-ramsay: Gino!

(horn honks)

(upbeat music)

(horn honks)

gino: This is unbelievable.

Ramsay: How beautiful is this?

Gino:
Look at the flag of mexico.

They stole it
from the italian people.

Ramsay: We're headed
to the great state of texas,

but with a mexican border
so close,

I decided to make
a quick stop in tijuana

to visit
the famous mercado hidalgo,

an open-air market filled
with some of the best produce

-in mexico.
-Gino: Oh, can you smell?

Yeah, the spices
and everything.

Ramsay: Mercado hidalgo has
been a culinary hot spot

in central tijuana
for over 60 years.

It's like surfboards.
(laughs)

there's no better place
to find fresh chili peppers

with over 150 varieties

that have become a staple
in american tex-mex cuisine.

-Do you know what that is?
-Gino: A bean?

-Fresh tamarind.

I've got a way better
refined palate

than both of you put together.

Gino: It says here "tamarindo,"
and you just read it.

-Fred: Yeah.
-Ramsay: No.

Ramsay: I worked with
a lot of that in india.

Fred: We're gonna be
blindfolding you...

-Gino: Oh, I like that.
-And we're gonna

test you now; we're gonna see
how good you are.

You are not going anywhere.

Stay there, yeah.
Don't move.

Oh.
Ahh.

Go on.
Three michelin star.

-Poblanos?
-Gino: Let me see.

Poblanos, yes.

-(laughter)
-[bleep].

Wow, look at this.

So you understand the scent
of this chilis, right?

They're dried,
so they are super intense.

-Woman: Hi, guys.
-Gino: Hello.

I'm just trying explain
to the boys that the chilis

-are superhot.
-Yeah.

I have a very refined palate.

These two
are a little bit uneducated.

So I'm trying
to get them up to speed.

Fred: You know what a french
scientist discovered?

That the chilis
actually increase

the testosterone level.

-Oh.
-Gino: French scientist?

Yes, I mean, obviously,
I don't need them

because I'm as hot as it gets.

But you guys definitely
need some help.

Wow.
I disagree, fred.

Listen, let's do a competition.

-I'm going to be the referee.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You're going to have
a chili-off.

Put your blindfolds on.

-Woman: Okay.
-Are you ready, boys?

-Yes. Where is he?
-Oh, my god.

Fred, don't put it too spicy.

Open your mouth.
Gordon.

-Woman: Open, open. Ah.
-Fred: Ah.

Can you swallow, guys?
Swallow.

Chew it.
Chew it properly.

Let's see how manly
you are now.

(gino coughs)

-so can you rate the chili?
-Yes, [bleep] hot.

Fred: Are you ready
for número dos?

Maybe with the (indistinct).

-Let's give it to him.

-It's more (indistinct). Okay.
-No, it's okay.

Okay, open your mouth, gordon.

-Woman: This is tiny.
-Fred: Your turn.

Tiny little [bleep].

You need to chew.
You need to chew.

(ramsay coughs)

(gino coughs)

ramsay:
That is a [bleep] hot chili.

This is hotter than
the other one, fred.

Please stop.
Augh.

Fred: Shall we do
the third one?

Woman: The third one,
it's so, so, so hot.

-Gino: My tongue is on fire.
-Ramsay: Your tongue's on fire.

My ring is on fire.

Right now
I feel like johnny cash.

Do you think they're
gonna be trouble?

Just a piece.

Get ready, gordon.
Here we go.

(ramsay coughing)

(gino coughing)

that's a [bleep] habanero.

Yes, that one is habanero.

-[bleep].
-Last one.

Oh, that's no fun.

Oh, my god.

Gino: I'm sweating.

-My eyes. Ah.
-Woman: Here is honey.

Ramsay: Muchas gracias.

-I'm sorry. Gracias.
-Thank you so much. Let's go.

-Muchas gracias.
-Ciao.

Thank you.
Have a nice day.

Ramsay: You just destroyed
my palate,

one of the finest
on the planet.

(upbeat music)

♪ ♪

fred: Oh, gordon!

Sorry, the best driver
in the world is coming.

Fred: He's the best
at beeping his horn.

Gino: Yes. Oh, look.

Ramsay: Ahh.
Gino: Look at it.

See, that is a very,
very famous race.

It's called the baja 400.

And it's almost like
a desert race.

Is it like the paris dakar?

It's exactly like
the paris dakar.

(quirky music)

oh, are we clear there, fred?

Fred: Yeah, go. You're clear.

-Kind of. You need to go...
-Ramsay: What happened?

Let's go. Let's go, gordon.
Let's go.

Move, move, move, move, move,
move, move, move.

Fred: You messed the pole up.

-Ramsay: I messed the pole up?
-Fred: Oh, yeah.

Ramsay: I believe
I'm the fastest driver.

You don't like going
that fast.

Gino: What? Have we got
the time to stop and race?

Ramsay:
Do you really want to race me?

I don't think you've got
the cajones

to go fast,
because that's what it takes.

I'm gonna kick your ass.

So then I'm never
going to hear you

ever, ever, ever again.

You're gonna be eating
some dust, gordon.

Right, let's look for a track

and settle this once
and for all.

(rock music)

wow. Look at this place.

Look at those cars, man.

♪ ♪

he's insane.

-Fred: This is it.
-Ramsay: You ready?

Right, let's go.

It's not too hard
to find a racetrack.

Just like us,
these buggies are built

for speed and endurance
and perform best when oiled.

Should be the perfect harmony
of man and machine.

Fred: Oh.

Ramsay: Now it's our turn.

(engine revving)

three laps of the track,
and the winner

gets the biggest prize of all,

bragging rights.

(tense music)

wait, I can't reach the pedal.

♪ ♪

I'm a little bit scared.

Is that normal?

(ramsay laughs)

-fred.
-Fred: Yeah.

Ramsay: If you're gonna change
your diaper,

now's a good time.

I've got your number, mate.

Gordon,
you are going down, my friend.

Are you ready?

Ramsay: Here we go.

I'm in the blue car,
gino's in the yellow,

and fred's in the red.

Come on.

♪ ♪

yeah, I can't see anything.

[bleep].

Ahh! Whoa! Stop!

♪ ♪

ramsay: Halfway through,
I'm out in front,

but the italian
is hot on my heels.

♪ ♪

gino: Gordon,
get out of the way.

Whoo!

Now you can kiss my ass.

♪ ♪

[bleep].

♪ ♪

holy [bleep].

Gino!

(dramatic music)

woman: (shouting indistinctly)

ramsay: No, no, no, no.

Man: We need a medic
to the track.

Gino's crashed.

Ramsay: Coming up,
our adventure continues.

We make a splash
on the mexican coast...

Bellissimo.

Before heading to texas...

(horn honks)

for some rip-roaring...

That's crazy.

Barbecue-scarfing...

Fred: This is amazing.

I've never had anything
as good as this.

Ramsay: Belly-busting fun.

Oh, my.

(laughter)

(upbeat music)

(horn honks)

(upbeat music)

(horn honks)

(rock music)

ramsay: The boys and I
are down in mexico.

Gino: Whoo!

Ramsay:
But we found a racetrack

to blow off a little steam.

Gino: Yeah! Whoo!

Ramsay: Until...

Gino: Holy [bleep].

Ramsay: Gino totally
lost control.

Gino!

Woman: (shouting indistinctly)

man: We need a medic
to the track; gino crashed.

Man: You okay?

Gino: I mean,
I don't know what's happened.

On the bumpy thing,

lost control
straight into betty.

Ohh, I pushed too much.

(crashing)

♪ ♪

-you okay?
-Not really.

Ramsay: How do you come off
the track and go under our rv?

How is that possible?

I don't know.
I need the cuddles.

Ramsay: Cuddles?

Thank god you didn't hit it
face on.

With betty needing
some serious repairs,

our quick stop in mexico
just got a little longer.

I know gino could
use a break,

so we're heading
to the cocina de doña esthela,

winner of
the world's best breakfast.

Look how busy this place is.

Fred: Oh, my god.

-Hola. (speaks spanish)
-nice to see you.

Doña esthela opened her
kitchen to the public in 2010

after decades working
as a washerwoman.

With rave reviews
from everyone

who ate here...
Amazing.

It wasn't long before queues
began to form.

You are so relaxed,

and yet your restaurant
is full.

I got to bed at 2:00
in the morning.

Yeah, but don't tell her that.

(speaking spanish)

okay, okay.

A genuine hard worker,
and you two, I mean...

-So are we.
-So are we.

She does more hours in one day
than you do in three days.

-That's true.
-That's probably true.

-Yeah, that's true.
-That's true.

Ramsay:
We can't wait to taste it.

Gino: Yes. We want to try.

We just want to see.
Machaca.

-Ramsay: Shall we?
-Yes, please, three.

-Ramsay: Three?
-Yeah.

Ramsay: The dish we're here
for is machaca con huevo,

dried shredded beef generously
spiced with serrano chilies.

It's served with a peppery
side of refried beans, eggs,

and a stack of freshly made
flour tortillas.

Fred:
This is a feast for kings.

Gino:
Well, let's feast away.

Oh, my god.

That is insane.

It's almost like a crispy duck,
but it's so flavorsome.

Can I ask you
a restaurant question?

-Yes.
-People like the michelin guy,

could they give a star

to food served like this...

-Ramsay: Absolutely.
-Totally.

It's all about the food,

the quality of the ingredients,
and the quality of the cooking.

-Gino: Really?
-Yeah.

There's a street vendor
in singapore

that has a michelin star.

This is easily on the radar
to be recognized by michelin.

-Fred: Yeah.
-Ramsay: Yeah. Delicious.

-Muy bien.
-Really delicious.

Oh, my god.

How many people would you feed
on a day like this?

I think about 2,000
on a Sunday.

Fred: 2,000?

-What?
-Wow.

Wow.

Ramsay: With our bellies full
and betty back on the road,

our final stop south
of the border is ensenada.

It is one of the premier
seafood ports in north america

and a hot spot
for sportfishing,

where you can hook anything
from yellowfin tuna

to the elusive striped marlin.

-Beautiful coastline.
-Gino: Wow, look at that.

This is known as
the cinderella coastline.

In this peninsula,

you can find the best fish
and seafood in the world.

When I did the very popular

gino d'acampo:
An italian in mexico series,

I met the cazador,

the hunter chef,

the founder
of the baja med cuisine.

Baja med.

It's a kind of mixture
between mexican food

and mediterranean food
all in one port.

Ramsay: We're meeting
chef miguel angel guerrero

the hunter chef.

-Ramsay: Hey, nice to see you.
-Miguel: How are you, gino?

(speaking spanish)

ramsay: He's offered to take
us out for fresh seafood lunch

as long as we catch it
ourselves.

Fred:
Are there any sharks here?

-Ramsay: Yes.
-Fred: You're joking.

Miguel: I assume
you don't like sharks.

Fred: Who the [bleep]
likes sharks?

Who the hell...
(laughter)

(dramatic music)

♪ ♪

ramsay:
What are we looking for?

-I mean, yellowtail bass?
-Miguel: Yellowtail.

We've got marlin,
we've got mahi-mahi,

white sea bass.

Yeah, can you get me
a white sea bass?

Because he'd be beautiful
for the ceviche.

Don't don't give me any--
any rubbish.

They want good things, huh?

-Ramsay: Yeah, always.
-Gino: Of course.

It's called a pain in the ass.

(laughter)

-shall we?
-Let's get to it.

Ramsay: To make things
more challenging,

we're gonna do this
the old-fashioned way

in the ocean with a spear.

With that in mind,
we thought it best to leave

gino up top
turning himself on the boat.

I would never trust gino
underwater

half a foot away from me
with a spear gun.

Gino, do the cooking.
I'll fish the fish.

Good luck.

(ethereal music)

♪ ♪

(spirited music)

♪ ♪

gordon was so excited,
and he wouldn't give me

the bloody spear.

Unbelievable.
What a kid.

(jazzy music)

hell, it's hot.

-Bellissimo.
-Oh!

Come on.

What's wrong with you two?
You muppet.

-Ramsay: How beautiful is that?
-Only one?

Ramsay: No, come on.

-Gino: What?
-Ramsay: Two...

Oh, my god. That's lovely.

Ramsay: I brought three
and the bigger one for you.

-Happy?
-Gino: Wow, very happy.

Ramsay: Now, I'm hoping,
because you've done nothing

-all day...
-Gino: Hello.

Ramsay: It will wake you up
to sort of cook us

something when we get back
to shore.

You know, when it comes to
cooking, please leave it to me.

(upbeat music)

ramsay: Big daddy has brought
home the bacon for the boys.

Now I'd like to see
a little bit of effort

from gino to cook us
something quite exciting.

And fred can host the cabin
by cracking open

a couple of bottles of wine.

Can I just say thank you
to miguel, please?

-Gracias.
-Miguel: Gracias. Thank you.

-Ramsay: Thank you. Gracias.
-Gino: Thank you, guys.

Gino, slowly.

We talked about that before.

Ahh, I'm thirsty.

These are good for ceviches,
right?

Yes, it's...

-Ramsay: Sheephead.
-Gino: Sheephead.

-Miguel: It is white meat.
-Ramsay: White meat. Amazing.

I cannot take him serious
with hair like that.

Fred: No, me neither.
Me neither.

You look like--
like a ten-years boy.

What is that?

I've just come out
of the water.

-But...
-S club 7.

Put something like--
that you whiff it up.

Can you stop messing around?

(laughs)

I'm gonna put a touch of Italy
into my ceviche

I'm going to put a touch
of baja med.

(upbeat music)

ramsay:
While gino makes his

italian-influenced ceviche...

My dressing, I'm going
to start with

extra-virgin olive oil
and lime juice.

Ramsay:
Captain miguel is preparing

a traditional
baja med ceviche dish.

Gino: Gordon,
can you slice a fish?

And what I want you to do,
if you can do it, is to,

I want pieces like this,
okay?

The fish has to be really,
really thin.

The fundamentals of a ceviche
is diced fish, not sliced.

It's not true.

There's two different things
going on here.

When you slice fish super thin,
it cooks within seconds.

You could serve it and sprinkle
it with lemon juice.

It will serve and cook
within seconds.

Ehh...

Ramsay: Just--just to saying.
That's all.

It's always chunky.
It's never sliced carpaccio.

Right?

Oh, carpaccio
is always sliced.

Ramsay:
But we're doing a ceviche.

Chopped tomatoes,
chopped chili, very simple.

Finish it off with a little
balsamic glaze if you like,

a little sprinkle of sea salt
on top.

And voilà. Eh?

Ramsay:
Miguel, describe yours, please.

Baja med,
you have the tomatoes.

You have the chili.

You have the (indistinct)
of the piglet.

Oh, I love it.
It's very good.

For me,
it's the texture of that crunch

with the piglet skin.

-Shall we?
-Gino: Come on, try this.

Ramsay: Miguel, please,
gino's ceviche.

How was that for you?

I think it's very balanced,
very delicate.

And I like the touch
of the balsamic.

But it's not a ceviche.
It's a carpaccio.

Well, it is marinated
with the lime and the lemon.

You just got some history
there from the legend himself.

He showed you how to do
a ceviche.

I knew how to do ceviche.

I was doing
something different.

My thing was nothing
to do with ceviche.

It was a gino-ation.

That's what he was.

But as usual, gordon,
"rah-rah-rah-rah-rah-rah."

-yes, to understand the texture
of the fish,

but slice it thinly...

You know what I mean?

(laughs)

ramsay: Our next stop...

Here we are.
Look at this.

Fred: Ooh, yeah, look at that.

Ramsay: Texas.

I've never had anything
as good as this.

Ramsay: Where the only thing
bolder than the barbecue is...

Gino.

(engine cranks)

(horn honks)

(upbeat music)

(horn honks)

(toilet flushes)

ramsay:
How long for the coffee?

Gino: Ten minutes,
what I'm gonna do,

I've got a coffee, I'm gonna
put a couple of cinnamon stick,

and will--I need to flame it.

-You need to what?
-Gino: Flame it.

-No, no, no, no.
-You're flaming the coffee?

That's what I said.
I said

if you got a blowtorch--
(continues indistinctly)

fred: No...Gino, gino.

(ramsay laughs)

-gino: They said--
-fred: You're nuts.

-Ramsay: Are you drunk again?
-Gino: Yes.

Ramsay: Oh, no.

-Ohh!
-(laughs)

-(laughs)
-gino.

Gino, will you...

Stop [bleep] around.

(indistinct).
(laughing)

-what is wrong with you?
-Do you know what--

-ramsay: You're not setting...
-Gino: Okay, all right, okay.

[bleep].

Fred: You're an idiot.

(bluesy rock music)

ramsay: We're finally
in the longhorn state.

I've got some amazing things
planned here,

and the first
is to introduce gino and fred

to their world-famous
barbecue.

But honestly,
the smell in this rv

is ruining my appetite.

What are you doing?

Fred: What are
you doing, gino?

I'm pulling my socks off,
because my feet are boiling.

-You're joking, gino.
-Ohh.

-Ramsay: No, gino...
-My feet stink.

-Fred: Gino, just stop it.
-Gino: Ahh, no, no. [bleep].

I am all wet now.

What is wrong with you two?

Ramsay: Welcome to texas.

(horn honks)

what I like about texas,
the state's motto.

It's friendship.

Very much
in this cabin right now.

-Exactly, high five.
-High five.

-High five.
-No, that was your foot.

(laughter)

here, smell.

(tires squealing)

oh, my god.

(bluesy rock music)

there is no country
anywhere on the planet

that does a barbecue
like the texas state.

Our first stop,
the town of lexington.

Fred: Population 1,177.

It's like a one-horse town,
isn't it?

(upbeat bluesy harmonic music)

ramsay: This humble,
unassuming town

is actually home
to one of the best

barbecue shacks known to man.

Here we are.
Look at this.

Fred: Ooh, yeah, look at that.

Ramsay: Snow's only
opens on saturdays.

But that didn't stop it
being named

best texan barbecue
in the world

by the new yorker magazine.

-Hello.
-Fred: Hi. Hi, how are you?

-Ramsay: Hi y'all.
-Gino: G'day.

-No, no, that's australian.
-Fred: That's australian.

-Hi, y'all.
-Hi low. Hi low.

-Ramsay: Y'all.
-Gino: Oh, y'all.

Ramsay: Can you smell
that brisket?

-Fred: Yeah. Oh, yeah.
-Kerry: Welcome to snow's.

-How are y'all?
-How are you doing?

-Fred: How are y'all?
-Good to have you.

What can we get y'all today?

We will go for whatever
you think is fair.

Because it smells delicious.

I'll get y'all fixed right up.
What do you want to drink?

-Gino: Cold beer, please.
-Thank you very much.

Sir, how good is the food here?

-Amazing.
-Amazing.

And what are you having,
brisket there?

Brisket, spare ribs, sausage.

Amazing. I was trying
to explain to the boys.

They come from
posh restaurants.

They feel a little bit
out of place.

Gino: No, no, we are okay.

We don't feel
out of place at all.

You look out of place,
the shirt, the hair, the beard.

All the women are looking at
you like, "what is he wearing?"

yeah, because they fancy me.

I don't think they fancy you.

No, they do,
because I'm exotic for them.

-Yeah, I'm exotic for them.
-Gino: You're a wally.

Fred: I'm not a wally at all.

You cannot compete
with my accent.

Oh, my god.

(twangy music)

ramsay: Look at this.

Oh, wow.

-Fred: Oh, my lord.
-Ramsay: Oh, my god.

-Fred: Is this for one person?
-Kerry: You're in texas.

-Ramsay: Oh, my god.
-Gino: Whoa.

-Fred: Thank ya.
-Ramsay: This looks incredible.

Talk me around the platter.

Kerry: You've got pork ribs,
brisket,

and a pork shoulder steak.

Fred: This is amazing.

I've never had anything
as good as this.

These ribs are incredible.
What's the rub on there?

How do you start the process?

Everything here
is strictly salt and pepper.

Ramsay: If you see a barbecue
back home,

it's this little grill,
silly little bits of charcoal.

It's this big,
and look at these.

To the naked eye,
they look like oil tanks.

Kerry: And actually, I built
every one of these myself.

-Ramsay: Hand-built them.
-Kerry: I did.

And ms. Tootsie,
that's my pitmaster.

She's 84 years old,

and that's what she had used
in the past.

84, and she's still working.

Working full-time job
during the week

and then comes here
on Saturday.

And you can't keep up
with her.

Oh, my god.
Can we say hello to her?

You're gonna speak to her.
You bet.

Ramsay: On any given Saturday,
snow's sells over 200 pounds

of barbecue meat,
and most of it is served up

by lone star legend
miss tootsie.

Howdy, gordon.

-Mwah!
-Kerry: Hey, miss tootsie...

So happy you're here
with us today.

Honestly,
I'm just tasting some magic.

What's the secret
behind a great barbecue?

It takes a lot
of tender-loving care.

Right.
What's that in there?

Tootsie:
That's your pork shoulder.

Kerry: You want to mop
your pork steaks.

Ramsay: When you say "mop"
them, what does that mean?

Tootsie: We have a mop stick,
just like mop.

Wow, and what is that?

Tootsie: That consists
of water, onion,

butter, mustard,

worcestershire sauce,
and vinegar.

-Can I show you how I heat it?
-Please.

We had filled this
full of wood,

and it has burned down.

We use post oak wood.

It has to be dry,
because if not,

it does not make
a good red coal.

Ramsay: Watching miss tootsie
work the smokers

is a thing of beauty.

Watching gino do it,
not so much.

Knock them down first.

-Knock them down.
-Oh, it's hot in here.

Watch out, tootsie.

He's never worked this
hard in his life.

Kerry:
I wish it was hot and flaming.

You'd be squealing like a pig
how hot it is over there.

It's done burnt down.
(laughter)

-squeak like a pig.
-Very good. Very good.

-Did I do well?
-You did well.

Ramsay: Thank you,
my darling.

Between miss tootsie's smokers
and the 100-degree texas heat,

we need to cool off.

So we're headed to a spot

some of the locals
told us about.

Gino: This looks like--
a little bit like africa.

Ramsay: Very bumpy around here.
Now, watch out. Is that--

mind the tree.

Ramsay: Am I okay there
on the right-hand side?

Gino: You are okay.
Mind the tree.

[bleep].

(bluesy music)

-look at that.
-Gino: Look at that.

Hey, watch out.
No skinny dipping.

-Gino: No willy out?
-Ramsay: No. (laughs)

look at that.

-That is beautiful.
-Gino: This is incredible.

I'm just checking
the penal code.

-The what code?
-Fred: The penal code.

-Penal?
-Penal.

You may commit an indecent
exposure offense

-when you expose your anus...
-Ramsay: Fred...

Fred: Or part
of your genitals...

-There's nobody here.
-Fred: Intent to arouse a...

Arrest me,
don't arrest me,

arrest me,
don't arrest me.

Ramsay: Fed by natural springs

and at a constant
75 degrees year-round,

the waters of blue hole
regional park in wimberley

are the perfect place
to cool off.

Ahh!
[bleep].

-Ramsay: Let go. Let go.
-[bleep]. [bleep].

-(laughter)
-[bleep].

-Let go.
-[bleep]. [bleep].

That's freakin' dangerous.

Try not to kill, fred.

(laughter)

♪ ♪

-I dare both of you...
-Fred: I'll do it.

To take your (indistinct) out.

-Ramsay: Hey, now, stop there.
-Gino: Come on.

Look.

(spitting)

ta-da.

-Ramsay: 60 seconds max.
-Gino: 60 seconds.

All right. Gone.

Okay. Let me see.

I want to check it
if this is yours.

Ramsay: Right.
Toss them back now, please.

Gino, [bleep].

(indistinct).

Fred: Gino,
this is not funny.

Gino.

Oh, my god.

Gino!

That little [bleep].

Coming up, we head

deep into the texas woods
for some fishing.

I mean, we're in texas.
We rope stuff.

Gino: Oh, be careful.
The monster will eat you.

Ramsay: Before spending
a night with some locals.

It looks abandoned.

Ramsay: It's not abandoned.
Come on.

-Oh, my--
-ahh!

[bleep].

-What are you out of your mind?
-Don't--don't start.

Do not start with this stuff.

I don't like all these
dead animals around.

(upbeat music)

(horn honks)

(upbeat music)

(horn honks)

(upbeat banjo music)

gino: You sure this is
the right way?

Ramsay: Last directions
bubba text me was,

"look for a fence,
go through the fence."

ahh, very clear,
look for a fence

and take to the right
of the fence, very clear.

Ramsay: Texas has some
of the best fishing

anywhere in america.

I couldn't be more excited,
because today

I'm taking the boys deep
into the remote woods

of east texas.

Our guide,
a local named bubba,

has been fishing this area
his entire life.

Think back when you first
went fishing with your dads.

-Can I just stop you there?
-Ramsay: Please.

I've never, ever,
ever been fishing

-with my dad.
-Wow.

So I don't understand
all this excitement

on the rod and the line.

That's good.
We're going to man-up gino now.

That's exactly
what we need to do.

Let me ask you a question,
out of all three of us,

who would you consider
being the most manly?

I think that you are
the most macho manly.

-Fred: That's right.
-Ramsay: Yes.

What about the emotional side
of the man?

-That's very important.
-That's there as well.

So if I do that,
you don't mind?

No, but not for too long.

See? See?

A man, a real man
should embrace another man.

Fred: Oh, my god.
You've got so much cream on.

You say you're a man, and
you've got so much cream on.

Fred, [bleep].

(laughter)

come on. How cool.

-Fred, you good?
-Fred: Yeah.

-Ramsay: Let's go.
-Fred: Gino, help me

-with the cooler, please.
-Gino: Yeah, I'm coming.

There he is.
Bubba, good morning.

Bubba: Hey, gordon.
What took so long?

Gino: Oh, my god.

Bubba: It's kind of like
snow skiing.

You got to turn
your feet sideways.

Exactly that.
Good to see you, bud.

Fred: But why are you twisting
like this?

Ramsay: This is fred.
This is gino.

Gino: How are you?

Fred: We brought you
some beers.

Bubba: Oh,
I was hoping that was beer.

Gino: Nice to meet you.

Bubba: You come to texas,
you've got to be prepared.

-Gino: Prepared for what?
-Ramsay: Oh, thank you.

You got to have that
when you're in texas.

Lovely.

Fred: I look like a local,
don't I?

Yeah. Now you'll blend in,
so no one will see you.

Y'all hang on
to y'all's hats.

(engine revving)

ramsay: We're headed up
the trinity river

where the locals say
the dinosaurs still swim.

Today we're hunting
alligator gar,

a huge fish

often weighing in
at over 200 pounds.

With alligator-sharp teeth,

these fish demand
serious respect.

♪ ♪

gino: That's our anchor.

-Bubba: Okay, that's good.
-Fred: How cool is this?

Gino: I've got a good feeling
about this.

(quirky music)

ramsay: Oh, my god.

Fred: Be careful.

Ramsay: You need to lift
up higher.

Bubba: You're gonna hurt
yourself.

(laughing) oh, my god.
Oh, [bleep].

Fred: What a dipstick.

Bubba: They can't even get
their bait in the water.

(indistinct).

Ramsay:
Bubba, I've got a bite.

-He's on.
-Bubba: Nope, he's off.

Ramsay: [bleep].

Do you think I tried too early,
bubba?

Bubba: Yeah, I think
it was a little fish.

It was the size of a goldfish.

Bubba: You come all the way
this far,

we've got to get a big fish.

-(mock whining)
-(laughter)

"bubba, do you think
I tried too early?

Ooh, I'm a real man."

(insects chirping)

ramsay: What are you doing?

Gino: It's very hot in here.

Ramsay: Oh, my god. I'm sorry.

Bubba: What the hell?

No bananas on the boat.

What do you mean,
no bananas on the boat?

Bubba: No bananas.
It's bad luck.

Since when eating a banana
is bad luck fishing?

You don't fish very much then
if you didn't know that.

Ramsay: You never bring
a banana on board.

Bubba: No,
we ain't gonna catch [bleep]

with a banana in the boat.

What the hell?

Bubba,
you're too superstitious, man.

-Who told you stuff like that?
-Get rid of the banana.

I haven't finished
this banana yet.

Bubba: No, throw it.
Throw it out the boat.

-Yeah. Thank you.
-Oh, [bleep]. Jeez.

He's eating the banana.

You jinxed the boat, man.

Oh.
Shh-shh-shh-shh-shh.

Hey, I just want to, like,
show you something.

Look, banana, my ass.

Ramsay: Pass me the rod,
please.

-Gino: What?
-I've caught more fish

than you've made carbonara.
Pass me the rod.

Gino: I'm not passing you
the rod.

Ramsay: It's running out.
It's running out.

-Bubba: Yank it. Yank it!
-Ramsay: Yank it. Yank it!

Bubba: What are you doing
up there?

Ramsay: Pass me the rod.
Pass me the rod.

Gino: Eat my banana.

Ramsay: Wait, wait, wait, wait.

-Fred: Ohh.
-Holy [bleep].

-Bubba: The line.
-Ramsay: Watch the line.

How do we get him out, bubba?

I'm gonna rope him.
We're in texas. We rope stuff.

Gino: Oh, be careful.
The monster will eat you.

Ramsay: That's a good-sized
gar fish.

Bubba: Watch his head.
Watch the teeth.

-Watch out. He gonna get you.
-(laughs)

bubba, can you take
the picture?

Of all the people
to catch the first fish,

and it's a pretty
decent-sized fish,

why did it have to be
gino d'acampo?

That jammy little bastard.

-Gino: Yes. Yes. Yes.
-(laughter)

♪ ♪

ramsay: Bubba, we're dying
to spend the night

out in the cabin.

-Is that okay?
-Bubba: Yeah, that's fine.

Ramsay: You two grab
the cooler,

and walked slowly, guys.

Gino: Well, can we not leave
the cooler here?

No, we need to
for the nighttime. Come on.

Bubba: Yeah.
Take your bananas with you.

-Ramsay: Bubba, thank you.
-Bubba: Yeah, thank you.

-Ramsay: Take care, bud.
-Bubba: See ya.

(upbeat orchestral music)

gino: Is this the place?

Fred: It looks abandoned.

Ramsay: It's not abandoned.
Come on.

Gino: We are next to the water,
and there are crocodile.

-Ramsay: Look at this.
-Gino: There's not a lock.

Huh? Come on.

Fred: Oh, my god.

This is like the lodge
in deliverance, isn't it?

Isn't there something to drink?

Hey, look, cans, beans.

Fred: Cans, cans of stuff.

That's fine.

Take some spice.
I'll take care of that, fred-o.

And, guys, there's our beds.

Oh, my god.

Gino: Look at all these
dead animals.

-Ramsay: Ahh!
-Gino: [bleep].

Fred: What are you out of
your mind?

Gino: Don't--don't start.

Do not start with this stuff.

I don't like all these
dead animals around.

Ramsay: I'm gonna start dinner.

-Fred: Okay.
-Gino: What are you making?

Well, it looks like
a bean casserole.

Hey, fred,
I've spotted some bourbon

-on the top shelf there.
-All right, bring it in.

Gino: How long is it gonna be?
Because I'm starving.

Singer: ♪ round up the
doggies, close the corral ♪

ramsay: This has been one
of the most exciting trips

I've ever been on,

because texas is--
it's all about manhood.

And sharing it
with gino and fred,

it's nice to bring
their inner-manhood out.

Singer: ♪ yippie-ki-yi-yi-yo ♪

it's very good, gino.

♪ ♪

you like it?
It's very big.

It's big
and bold, isn't it?

Singer: ♪ yippie-ki-yi-yi-yo ♪

gino: I don't feel safe here,
man.

Look, we're gonna drink,
and we're going to fall asleep.

It's gonna be all fine.

Let's see what gordon's doing.

-Come on, please.
-He's making beans, man.

Singer: ♪ back in
the saddle soon ♪

ramsay: Gino, fred-o.

(pot clanging)

-fred: Is it ready?
-[bleep].

What's he doing?

-He's scaring the animals.
-Sit down.

I saw it on television.
You scare the animal away.

-Fred: Hey, gordon.
-Ramsay: Sit down over there.

There are a lot
of mosquitoes around.

Fred: You know what?

It's like being
like real cowboys.

-Look at that.
-Cheers.

Do you have any ice?
A bourbon and coke?

No, just drink it, like, neat,
man, like a real man.

-Salute.
-We are texans now.

(coughs)

that burns my lips.

Nice. I love the beans.

It reminds me of a cassoulet.
It's very french.

-Oh, [bleep].
-We're in texas, and you're--

there's nothing wrong
with that.

-You cook french foods.
-You're cooking french.

-You know.
-This is bloody french.

You trained in France.

Texan bean stew.

Listen, I'm gonna tell you
right now,

I'm going to have
a farting problem tonight.

You have a farting problem
every day.

So beans aren't gonna make
any difference.

See, this is gonna
accelerate

my stomach thing.

I'm trying to get into
that double bed

while you two
take the bunk bed.

Are you for real?

Have you seen what he's got
in there?

It's a strange environment.

The window didn't lock
really well,

and neither is the door.

And around here,
there is wild hogs.

There is snakes;
there are alligators.

I'm not going to sleep at all.

What I'm going to do tonight,

I'm going to cuddle fred,

and I'm going to stay there
all night and no moving.

Even if I need to go
for a wee-wee,

I will do a wee-wee
in the bed.

Ramsay: What are you doing?

Gino: (farts)
what did I say to you?

Did I or did I not say to you

that this was the problem
with beans?

Ramsay: That is disgusting.

Gino: I'm telling you,
I got a fast metabolism.

-Brilliant.
-Ramsay: That is disgusting.

Gino: Well, good luck
to you two in here.

(animal howls)

ramsay: Coming up,
we head to austin...

Holy toledo.

Ramsay: Where we gear up...

-Oh, my god, man.
-Oh, my god.

For one last epic meal.

Gino: This meal, this looks
like a choo-choo train.

-Fred: It does.
-Ramsay: Come on, please.

Gino: It does look like
a choo-choo train.

(engine cranks)

(horn honks)

(upbeat music)

(horn honks)

(upbeat quirky music)

♪ ♪

fred: What's going on here
with these clothes?

-[bleep].
-What is going on?

Gino: I don't have
any more socks.

I don't have any more pants.

Fred: But, gino,
it's dripping with water.

You didn't drain them properly.

Ramsay: Gina, fred,
and I are on the tail end

of our epic road trip.

After exploring
the backwoods of east texas.

We're in the capital of austin
to gear up for a final stop,

the fifth year annual

cowboy capital
of the world rodeo.

Fred: I always wanted to be
a cowboy since I'm a kid.

You know, I used to dress up
like a cowboy, you know,

with a sheriff badge
and everything with all guns.

We had that for christmas
presents, you know,

like, your holster

and then you've the cap
and the little badge, sheriff.

I used to do it.

My dad bought me,
like, an electric train.

My one was the wild west.

So I had the little cowboys,
so I used to dress with hats.

-Ramsay: Amazing.
-Every boy

-wanted to be a cowboy, right?
-Yeah.

(upbeat rock music)

ramsay: When you're in
austin, texas,

the place to go to dress
like a cowboy is allens boots.

-Ramsay: Let's go.
-Fred: Thanks. Well done.

-Ramsay: Oh, my god.
-Fred: Wow.

Ramsay: What about that smell?

Fred: Oh, my god, what a smell.

Ramsay: That smells like true
texan leather.

-Hello. How are you?
-Man: Welcome in. How are you?

-Gino: What an amazing shop.
-Man: Thank you.

Please tell me you've got boots
that fit my feet.

-Oh, we've got 'em all.
-Ramsay: Yeah?

You've got 'em all, and do you
have any kids' boots?

-Oh, yes.
-There you go, perfect.

And if--if you've got a hat
for a big head...

(laughs)

ramsay: Hey, listen, cowboys,

I'll get dressed first, okay?

-Gino: Yeah?
-Yeah?

That's a bit too blue,
isn't it?

Ramsay: Oh, [bleep].
Look at this.

Oh, my god.

I really like these shirts,
you know.

Look at that.

-Ramsay: Guys.
-Fred: Yeah?

We need to look like
the real deal.

Fred: No, we will look like
the real deal.

-Ramsay: Fred?
-Gino: Don't take too much--

too long, yeah?

-How are you doing?
-Ramsay: Yeah.

It's just--you know, it's hard
getting into this stuff.

-Gino!
-Are you done?

Ramsay: Close the [bleep] door.

-You ready?
-Yes.

Go on, gordon.
We can't wait.

[bleep].

Holy toledo.
Very nice.

-That looks cool.
-What'd you think?

Fred: Ooh-la-la.

Ramsay: Oh.

Oh, okay.

-Oh, my god.
-Oh, my god

that's why the shirts
are like this.

It's a rodeo, not a tryout
for a porn movie.

What is it,
"freddie does dallas"?

Fred: As a boy, I've always
wanted to be a cowboy,

like john wayne,
and here I am.

Look at that.
I've dressed the part.

I mean,
the idea is to look like

a proper rodeo cowboy,
right?

-Oh, yes.
-Yeah, through and through.

(dramatic sting)

-oh, my.
-Yeah? What do you think?

It's amazing.

The only thing I need
is a belt.

So once I've got a belt on,

everything
is absolutely spot-on.

Are you [bleep] mad?

(laughter)

(all whistling
a laid-back melody)

♪ ♪

ramsay:
I'm going to tell you something

that I didn't think
I'd say today,

gino: Go on.

I'm gonna miss you both.

I'm gonna miss you too, guys.

I'm missing you both already.

♪ I love you too ♪

(horn honks)

♪ ooh-ooh ♪

ramsay: (laughs)

now that we look the part,

we're headed to a small town
of stephenville,

just west of dallas.

These folks take their rodeo
seriously.

So I've arranged for a special
smoker to be delivered,

and the three of us
are gonna try and cook up

some true texan barbecue
for the crowd.

-Brisket I've got.
-Yeah.

Ribs we got.
Sausage you've got, yes.

If you get into trouble,
you're not too sure

about how to cook them,
let me know.

I'm pitmaster on that barbecue.

Oh, my god.
There we go, the master. Ohh.

(rock music)

ramsay: We are here.
Brace yourselves.

-Gino: Is this the place?
-Ramsay: This is the rodeo.

♪ ♪

man: Well, hello, everybody,

and welcome to cowboy capital
of the world.

Ramsay: While the riders
are warming up inside,

we need to get
this barbecue cooking

as it will take hours
to get this just right.

Let's get the wood in.

Texas absolutely nails
the word "barbecue."

everyone thinks get it glowing,
white heat,

make sure it's super hot.

If you go with too much wood,
it will get too hot.

-Yeah.
-Okay, so...

Well, I've got to get
my brisket on first, right?

-Gino...
-Gino: Wait. I'm coming.

Brisket, please.

Fred: Come on, gino.
We're ready now.

Gino: Gino, gino, gino.

Two of you to put
two pieces of wood.

Ramsay: Please.

I've got to get mine on.
Thank you.

-Come on.
-Let's go.

Brisket. Thank you.

Come on, my ribs.

Is it me, or this looks like
a choo-choo train?

-Fred: It does.
-Ramsay: Come on, please.

Gino: It does look like
a choo-choo train.

(laughs)

ramsay: Listen, guys,
this is the most important part

of the trip for me,

and you two aren't gonna
screw it up, okay?

This is a proper barbecue.
Respect it.

And listen to your pitmaster.

Fred: Gordon, this is not
life-and-death.

This is just a bit of rib...

-Ramsay: Hey, hey.
-Fred: On the barbecue.

They're cowboys.

It's not [bleep]
ken and barbie.

-What--what do I look like?
-Ramsay: Barbie.

I'm gonna blend in
like a local.

Barbie and ken.

In fact, you both look like
two barbies.

(laughs)

ramsay:
Let's go up to the rodeo.

With our meat cooking slowly
to perfection in the smoker,

we're heading inside
to check out the action.

Gino: Wow.

(cheers and applause)

ramsay: Today
is stephenville's

50th anniversary rodeo.

And with some of the state's
best riders on hand,

the boys are in for a treat.

What a way to celebrate
our last day.

I feel man-ready.

Ramsay: I've done
some crazy things in my life.

But these cowboys
are on a whole other level.

I think gino may have
[bleep] himself a little.

[bleep].

-Wow.
-That's crazy, no?

-These people are crazy, man.
-Wow.

(cheers and applause)

guys, let's go.

If anyone deserves
a good meal, it's these guys.

So the pressure is on
to deliver.

-I need the sauce, please.
-Gino: One second.

What have you done
to the sauce?

-Have you changed anything?
-Ramsay: No. Oh.

Oh, no. Come on.

-Come on. Come on.
-Fred: Unbelievable.

-Ramsay: Come on, really?
-Fred: I mean, seriously.

Gino: What do you mean?
You didn't grab it.

With your big hand,
you couldn't just pick up

the the plastic thing?

Here's your sausages.

Gino: Why did you put
my sausage in my hat?

Ramsay: Come on, gino,
get them on, please. Let's go.

Who brought this?

I thought for emergency.

Don't start to throw away,
because

just in case
your marinade doesn't work.

Okay, count to ten.
One...

(engine cranks)

(horn honks)

(upbeat music)

(horn honks)

ramsay: Is the corn in?

The corn is going?

Well, in the top shelf,
the smoker, please, yes?

-It's coming. It's coming.
-Yes, pitmaster.

-Ramsay: Sausages.
-Gino: Just say nothing.

Let him do everything.
Let him take over.

The corn is going in.

Are they seasoned?

Leave it to me.

Seasoned.

Don't put them with a tray.

Put them straight on the grill,
eh?

You're telling me that.

Gino: I'm gonna miss gordon

always saying that he's
the best of everything.

He's the master of everything.

He's the macho of everybody,

you know, that kind of voice
in the back,

a bit annoying,
but yet comfortable to hear.

Ramsay: The key to good
barbecue is not to rush it.

It starts with that post oak,

the dryness of it

and just that flavor
the bark puts in.

And then you mark
on the hour every hour.

So I'm really pleased with it.

-Gino.
-Gino: Yeah.

Look at this.

Fred-o,
just look how juicy this is.

I think even ms. Tootsie
would be proud.

(bluesy rock music)

gino: Oh.

-Fred: Tender.
-Ohh.

Ramsay: But the real test
is on their way.

There's no faking good
barbecue with true texans.

♪ ♪

got the most amazing brisket,
sausage, or rib?

-Brisket.
-Here we are, two.

Come back for me, please.
Nice to see you. Well done.

-Gino: Want to try the sausage?
-Ramsay: No.

Gino: Spicy italian sausages
for sale.

-Spicy italian sausages--
-hey, hey, hey, excuse me.

We're not here
for italian sausage.

-Brisket, sir?
-Yes.

Delicious ribs.
Delicious french ribs.

No, no, no, don't panic.
They'll go, but...

-Hey, who are you, sir?
-Everything.

-Good, how're you?
-Everything? One of everything?

There you go, gino.
We've got a sausage out.

Fred: Here's some ribs for you.

Ramsay:
That's beautiful brisket.

-Fred: A rib? Yeah?
-Gino: Surprise.

Ahh, surprise.
Thank you.

(laughter)

right, how was the brisket?

Women: Amazing. Really good.

How--how are the ribs?

Good, very sweet.

But most important today,
how was the sausage?

-It was spicy.
-It was spicy.

Spicy.

Everyone was crying but me.

Because when I cook,
I like to give sentiment,

passion,
so I like people to cry.

(laughter)

because without sentiment--you
know, without sentiment,

what kind of food is that?

Your--your passion was here.

-It was here. Thank you, sir.
-Yeah.

You guys understand
what a great barbecue is.

We've literally learned that
this week.

Do you think we mastered it?

Women:
Yeah. Oh, yeah.

Ramsay: It was a--
a heartfelt cook today,

because in our minds,
it's the last time

we're cooking together
for a while.

We are competitive.

So we'd like to find out
from all of you amazing people

which protein you prefer today.

Please raise your hands

-if you prefer--
-gino: Oh, sorry, one--

-ramsay: Hold--
-gino: Wait a second.

Ramsay: Hold--hold--
let me finish. Hold up.

No, but you--I mean,
this is ridiculous.

It's like judging a banana,
an orange, and an apple.

-They're three complete things.
-It's a barbecue,

not a fruit salad.

-Now, let me continue.
-Fred: But we invited them

for a barbecue,
why do we--

let's just--
for those of all of you

that enjoyed the brisket,
raise your hands.

Gino: Please raise
your hands up.

-Please raise--everybody up.
-Ramsay: Thank you.

For those who enjoyed the ribs,
raise your arm.

Gino: No, no, no, no.
Don't, don't, don't.

And for those who enjoyed
the sausage, raise your hands.

-Nobody raise the arms.
-One, two.

-Yes!
-And the winner is gordon.

Oh, well done.

Oh, please, please,
a round of applause for gordon.

Well done.

-Oh, well...
-Well done. Well done.

(laughter)

well done.

(laughter)

ramsay: It's been a hell
of a trip.

Those boys were shocked
at the standard raised here.

It's actually quite sad.

Are you crying?

I mean,
this for me is one of the most

authentic dinners we've cooked.

Gino: Come on.

Did you like my brisket?

Yes.
Do you like my sausage?

-Ramsay: Yes. Yes.
-Fred: Did you like my ribs?

Hey, well done, well done.
Hey, good job.

Gino: As far as a trip,

as far as an experience
is concerned,

this has just been
the best trip ever.

It's come to an end.

Every good things
come to an end, my friend.

Every good things
come to an end.

Fred:
I'm just gonna miss the boys,

because I genuinely love
those guys.

-That was an amazing trip.
-And you're go back

a better chef,
and you're going back

a better person.

-What about you?
-A better man.

-A better man as well.
-Yes.

(laughter)

I got an idea.

Why don't we play
road trip roulette?

'cause where are we gonna
go next?

So get a dollar and write
the destination on it.

(kisses)
good luck.

I don't think I know how
to spell it.

-Fred: Come on, gino.
-Gino: So who's gonna pick it?

-Ramsay: I'm gonna pick it.
-Fred: Here we go.

-The master of masters.
-Here we go.

Yes!

That is a dream come true.

-To the next trip, boys.
-Cheers.

I'll see you in kathmandu.

Where the [bleep] is kathmandu?