Entourage

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Jessica.

What's going on?

How you doing?

- Love the Caddy. - Baby, what's up?

- Hi, Turtle. - You leaving?

- Yeah. - Damn.

Vince, you need to sign this.

- Not now, Turtle. - It's for Mary at Nike.

You want her to shut down our shoe supply?

- I better sign it. After lunch. - You better sign it.

Don't sign that, Vince. They screwed it up. They got your eye color wrong.

- It's black and white. - They look brown to me.

At least they didn't fuck up your package.

What are you talking about? The poster's a headshot.

I'm just saying, shit happens.

I heard Warren Beatty sent back 300,000 one-sheets for Heaven Can Wait...

'cause his dick looked too small in sweat pants.

Guy's smart. He looks out for his image.

Incoming. Check this out right here.

Excuse me, did you drop these?

- Turtle. - Vince. Eric.

How you doing?

You guys going to that Motorola party tonight?

No, we can't. We got Vince's premiere tonight.

- We're busy. - My gosh, that's right.

- Why aren't we on the list? - 'Cause you're not hot enough.

Good luck. Call us.

- See you. - Bye.

- How come nobody says hi to me? - How come you don't say hello to them?

- 'Cause that ain't how it works, asshole. - Yeah, how does it work?

Fucking models.

If they were any good, they'd be working in New York.

Speaking of New York, are we going to that reunion?

Who cares?

The only people I talk to from high school are right here.

- We gotta go. 10-year reunion, baby. - We? You weren't even in our class.

- I hung out with a lot of those kids. - Hang out with them?

You sold them weed in the parking lot, and you were already, like, 40.

Why don't we meet up with those girls after the show?

- Yes. - What are you hooking him up for?

What the fuck?

Poor guy's in recovery, he needs a night out.

- No, E. Fell off the wagon. - What are you talking about?

- I know you've been calling Kristen, E. - No. Is it true?

No, it's not true.

Just say it's over.

- Please. - It's over.

'Cause we don't want to tell you she's a bitch...

then two weeks later, you get back together and you're mad at us for saying it.

- It's over. - She's a bitch!

- She is a bitch. - You know what I'm saying?

- How's my head? - You look fine.

- What are you so worried about? - It is my movie, too.

- I forgot. Give us your line again. - All right.

I'm out of here, motherfuckers.

- He nails it every time. - I love it.

- So the head's good, though, right? - It's thick, Drama. Thick.

That Rogaine, that shit's liquid gold, baby. Let's do this.

Johnny, let Vince go out first.

Yeah. Go for it, Vince.

Pavarottis are out tonight, E? Check out the tits on the girl from Extra.

Go find out where Ali's sitting. Make sure she's not within 10 rows.

- And don't mug for the cameras, either. - Come on.

Get a picture of me and my brother.

- You used to be on that show, right? - I've been on a bunch of shows.

- Vince's brother, what's your name? - Johnny Chase, he steals the film.

One more, guys.

Nice to see you.

- How're you doing? - How are you?

- Loved the movie. - Thank you.

How do you think it went?

- Off the charts. You kidding? They loved it. - Nice.

- Vince, how are you? Great job. - Thank you, I appreciate that.

- Can I take a picture with you? - Yeah, okay.

How long do we have to be at this?

We gotta hang out for a little while, have a couple drinks, mingle a little bit.

We'll leave in a little while. Go take that picture with Alan.

Alan who?

Alan, the guy that financed the fucking movie, Vince.

- The one with the hot daughter? - No, he's got the gay son. He's over there.

Do it. Let's get a drink, I'll meet you here in a few minutes.

Every year, after every premiere, Vince likes to go night swimming.

That was you?

Excuse me.

- Eric. - Ari. How you doing? What's up?

- What's Vince doing? - He's over there talking to some people.

Why hasn't he read Matterhorn?

The movie just ended, let him enjoy himself.

No. What does he do all day?

- Today? - Yeah.

He worked on his short game.

Yeah, he's got one job, to read fucking scripts.

- He can't do it? - Go tell him that, he's standing right there.

- What are you talking to me for? - Tuesday, Courtside, all right?

If you get him to read... Wait for it.

Get him to read Matterhorn, okay?

I will take care of it. Relax, have fun tonight, will you?

- What does he need? - What do you need?

I'm on ass patrol.

I got a six-pack, one of them kind of looks like Kristen.

- What are you, an asshole? - I'm just saying, revenge fuck.

I'm gonna revenge fuck someone 'cause she looks like my ex?

I would.

More importantly, this girl told me she loves to give head.

I know you desperately need it, so I'm gonna make sure she gives it to you.

I'm sure some girl told you she loves to give head, too, right?

No, I told her I loved Derek Jeter first.

- Then she told me that. - Legally Blonde, 2 o'clock.

Boy, here she comes.

- Where's Vince? I can't find him anywhere. - I don't even think he came tonight.

Do not fuck with me, Turtle. Just tell me where he is.

Are we gonna do this again tonight?

Go fuck yourself, Eric.

Why are you mad at me? I didn't do anything.

Come on, E. Let's go, these girls are hot.

They won some KROQ premiere contest. They want to party...

but first they want to meet Vince, so you gotta hook it up.

Could you get laid without Vince?

Do I give a fuck? That's the answer.

So, you all live here together?

- I live in the guest house. - I'm a guest. Show me.

- What's wrong? - Nothing.

You just kind of remind me of somebody, it's freaking me out a little bit.

Come on. You can tell me about her.

Are you really Vince's brother?

- You all don't look very much alike. - Yeah, I get that a lot.

Because I have a lot less body fat.

- Come on, what do I gotta do to get a little? - Beg.

I'd get on my knees, but I'd drown.

Look, it's not like I don't think you're cute...

but I'm just still hoping I'm gonna be the one that fucks Vince.

Sweetheart, look around, Vince is gone.

So is your sister and your best friend.

Come on, just make out with me, I'll show you where Vince eats breakfast.

Morning, Jorge. How you doing? Watch this shot. Are you ready?

Roberto, sorry about that, buddy.

Morning, Blanca.

- Morning, guys. - What's up?

- How did it go last night, boy? - What do you want, a play-by-play?

- I fucked like a puma. - My girl went nuts, E.

First second, juggling the speed bags...

next, she was telling me how her uncle used to watch her shower.

- That's great. - Don't sweat it.

I gave her Vince's jeans. She left thrilled.

What's up, fellas?

Vince, you gotta read this thing. Ari's going nuts.

I know, he just called.

- Did you read it? - Yeah.

- I didn't like it. - Fuck it, then. What do I gotta read it for?

I don't know. You might see something different.

- You see any parts for me, E? - I'm not gonna see anything different.

What you like, I like. I mean, look at last night.

- You liked that and I think we got a hit. - A hit? We got a monster, Vince.

Yeah, I liked it, but you still read it.

- No. - You're kidding me, right?

I didn't even know who the killer was until I saw the fucking thing.

- Unbelievable. - Call Ari and cancel the meeting.

- What meeting is that? - Warner's.

- I told him I'd go meet the French director. - Can I ask you a question?

Why would you agree to a meeting when you haven't read the script?

Because at the time I agreed, I still believed I'd read it.

All right, cancel the meeting.

You know what? I'll take the meeting.

It's rude to cancel at the last second.

- What are you gonna talk about? - I'll listen.

That's what good actors do, they listen. Right, Johnny?

What?

The guy's a legend, Vince. Just talk about his old movies, he'll love it.

- What's he done? - How the fuck would I know?

Vince will love that. He'll love that.

All right, thanks.

That was Black Hack. Says he's got a dog that'd be perfect for us.

- We're getting a dog? - A guard dog.

- Sweet. - Check out the picture, he's beautiful.

He's got a great body, E. Look at those calves.

This isn't a guard dog, this is a fucking lawsuit.

- Forget it. - I was talking to Vince, all right?

This is house business.

You don't live in the house, so it's not your business.

- Yeah. - Fuck you guys.

- You did move out on us. - I live in the guest house.

Which in my mind is still totally fucked up.

Here we go.

You never asked for the guest house, Johnny.

I shouldn't have to ask. I'm your brother.

Half-brother. Vince thought you were his cousin till, like, 14.

You know what? For two years, you guys mooched off me.

- You ate my food, you fucked my fall-out. - Your what?

My Melrose Place fall-out pussy. And what's my payback?

Sharing a bathroom with this fat fuck.

Do you need to go at my weight, you balding, unemployable douche bag?

Johnny, you're family, I need you close.

You'll thank me when Charles Manson breaks in and slits Eric's throat...

while we're safe with... What's the dog's name?

- Arnold. - Arnold?

I like that. Get the dog, Turtle.

Quick decisions. That's why you're a star.

Do what you have to, but I don't pick up dog shit.