Welcome, bakers, to the semi-final. Yes, with only one week to go before our grand series finale, this is your last chance to prove that you know how to prove. Time's ticking, and I'm fretting. Only one week till the final. Yes, it's the big one. Bread Week. Otherwise known as Dread Week. Will I make it? Better make it. Can't I make it to the final? Who will rise and who is going home? If you fail the challenge, you will die! No, just bake. Okay, for your signature challenge, we're asking you to make a focaccia of your face. Did I really? Did I mean to? Did we? Kiss. Gonna make it to the final. Neither one of us arrived expecting this. Don't send me home. Do you think he thinks I've crossed a line? Perhaps he's angry, or he's fine. I was just testing the water, but he's got a nine-year-old daughter. Now I'm caught, I've overgone, but they're somewhere in the dough. Where's the girl I know? Maybe I have found her. Oh, God! Oops, butterfingers. I can start again. How long's left? Five minutes to go. Oh, ***! A very stupid move from Jenna. What a terrible mistake. It poses rather the dilemma, but still it comes down to the bake. For this week's technical, we're asking you to make a pan de rosca. It's the toughest technical that we've ever set. That we've ever set. Taking you to Uruguay. You can bet it's no baguette. It's the pan de rosca. A challenging bread. Let's see which one of you can get a hit. Pan de rosca. Gonna make it to the final. Of course I've heard of that. Who hasn't? Obviously I should have known a technical. But obviously I don't. There'll be no L.A. I'll never get my takeaway. I'll be a laughing stock. A meme or gif that people mock. And I'll never get a cookbook deal. I'll never record a duet with Seal. It never occurred to me ever that I would win. Izzy, what's wrong? Leave me alone, Gemma. Look, just read the recipe again, slowly. I don't need help from you. Sorry? Well, from the moment you came in here It was clear you had your plan. What plan? You've been through quite the transformation Oh, everyone's such a big fan Oh, Gemma, we've all seen it The duckling that turns to a swan The innocent underdog finally goes to the prom Oh, it's gonna make such great TV Not to mention you and Ben. I don't know what you mean. They set a rather tricky challenge It took them by surprise But who is lagging and who's gaining? Judges, cut them down to size! Fourth! Third! Second! Lucky T-shirt, duh! For this week's showstopper A bread landscape inspired by your favourite artist Time is ticking and I'm sweating And I'm so close to the final So, Hassan, tell us about your Banksy brioche Is it ready? Is it ready? It's a brutal semi-final! I just throw it in a bowl, yeah, throw it in a bowl It's gonna look like concrete with a massive hole Hey, Dad Oi, you, we're right in the middle of filming I just wanted to try Mum's bread like I always do No, Lils, you know you're not allowed I'll get disqualified I just want a bite because I'm proud This isn't Mum's Well, it's kinda the same But I altered the flavours a bit But why? Cos earlier Gemma suggested that coconut might be a hit She did? And once you get used to the change I promise you'll savour each crumb But I don't understand Is Gemma going to be my new mum? No, Lily, of course not No one could ever replace your mum Ouch I should be ready, excited Chomping at the bit To be chosen, invited On to such a hit I should never have come I've let down my mum Gemma, get it together It's now or never No, Lily, of course not No one could ever replace your mum What am I gonna do? We're doomed, I tell you, doomed! Fire person coming through! Desire? Don't worry, everyone, I know exactly what to do about an open flame I've got my juke of Edinburgh broad No way, no way, no way! This is ludicrous! Here we go, you're gonna get it, you're gonna get it No, what's going on? Be careful, Desire! No! No!