Entourage

Come on, let's do another shot.

Vince, I can't. I've got a 10:00 a.m. Meeting.

If I miss it I can kiss partner goodbye.

- You'll call me? - Definitely.

- Partner? - She's a lawyer.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but was that lawyer giving you a tug?

In L.A. You can only get an actress

or a hooker to do that.

God, I love this motherfucking town!

Give me one of these. Hear hear.

Oh, man.

- Should we get breakfast? - No, we'll eat at home.

- Train? - Cab, please.

I'm exhausted.

Yeah, sitting in a booth all night

getting no pussy can be draining.

- Right here. - Hey! Hey!

Whoa whoa whoa!

- Where to? - Queens, please.

Ow, you elbowed me right in the face.

Thanks a lot, man. Good ride.

Make sure that cheap bastard tips you.

Thank you.

Shh.

- I'm starving. - I smell bacon.

Ma, what are you doing up?

Well, sorry, I couldn't sleep

thinking of you all lying in a ditch somewhere.

We're grown men, Ma. Nothing's gonna happen to us.

Oh yeah? You keep partying like this at your age

you're gonna have a heart attack, Johnny.

It's true. She's right.

And you go home. Your mother's worried too.

I can't stay for breakfast?

What, she doesn't cook for you anymore?

Sadly my mom's cooking has gone to shit.

- And it started at crap. - Be nice to your mother, Turtle.

That's easy for you to say. Your mom's in Florida.

- Turtle! - It's like she can smell me.

I saw your cab pull up.

What kind of an animal doesn't come home till sunrise?

- Four nights in a row. - We're on vacation, Ma.

Get your fat ass home.

- Right now. - I'm coming.

- Get your fat ass home, Turtle. - Shut up, Drama.

You okay, ma?

I'm worried about you.

You party all night, you sleep all day.

How are you gonna get a job carrying on like that?

It's always worked before.

I'm okay, Ma.

Is he?

Is he okay? You're the mastermind behind all this.

- You tell me. - Yeah, well...

We've hit a bit of a rough patch, but we'll be okay.

You know, I read in "The Post" this morning

that Gus Van Sant is in town working on a new movie.

- Ma. - What?

I thought "Good Will Hunting" was very good.

I would love to be in a Gus Van Sant movie,

but I have an agent and a manager who are on top of these things.

Are you on top of this thing?

I read the script months ago when Vince wasn't available.

- It's totally cast now. - Not anymore.

Joaquin Phoenix broke his arm

and Gus is looking for a replacement.

I would love to work with Gus.

"Milk" was dope.

It's a great role. I'll call Ari.

Maybe I'm not so useless after all.

Gus doesn't think he's right for it.

- How do you know? - Because unlike you

my workday starts before reading page six.

- What's he saying? - He spoke to Gus.

He doesn't think you're right for the part. Hold on.

- Yo. - Vinnie, how goes it?

Not well. My mom's all over me.

She's treating me like she usually treats Johnny.

I'm sorry about that, buddy.

So what exactly did Gus say?

Listen, Gus says he loves you but just not for this.

All right, what did he really say?

He's not a fan.

He's not a fan.

Tell him you'll read for it.

- Really? - Yeah, you'll make him a fan.

What's the idiot saying?

He thinks I should read.

Vinnie, you haven't auditioned in years.

So what? You don't think I can?

- Vince. - I'm not afraid to audition, Ari.

I can turn him.

I like the fire. I'll set it up.

Great. Thanks.

Back to basics.

I can give you plenty of advice on how to audition, bro.

He needs advice on how to successfully audition.

Yo, Vinnie Chase!

I've booked my fair share ofjobs, you jerkoff.

Including this one right here.

One in a million's not the odds we're looking for.

Vince knows how to audition. He had to start somewhere.

Guys, I don't want to talk about it.

Let's just go say hi to Aunt Darcy for Ma

and then we'll hit Don Pepe's for some baked clams, okay?

You can't just say hi to Aunt Darcy.

Welcome home!

Oh my God. Ma, how did you beat us here?

I'm sneaky like that.

So how's it feel to be back home?

Are you kidding? I always love coming home and seeing everybody.

We're all so proud of you.

Even when your movies get shit reviews,

we're still proud, Vinnie.

- Hey, that's not nice. - Would you excuse me for a second?

So when are we gonna see you in another good movie?

- Soon, I hope. - Very soon.

Let's just say he may be starring in Gus Van Sant's new movie.

Oh, nice.

Hey, Drama, you gonna be in that movie too?

The closest he's getting to Gus Van Sant

is whacking it to "My Own Private Idaho."

Hey, Turtle, watch that mouth or I'll wash it out with Palmolive.

- Would you stop? - Hear hear, shut up.

And get off that thing. You're at a party.

What?

Seriously, who do you keep texting with?

Nobody.

I'm gonna get some air. You guys are crazy.

He won't even let him audition?

He said he doesn't want to waste anyone's time.

Jesus, I don't even know how to tell Vince that.

You knew how to tell him to read before checking with me.

Ari, you've got to get Gus to do you a favor and see him.

A favor to cover up your fuck up or a favor for Vince?

For Vince. He needs this right now.

He might not be showing it, but he's hurting.

That sucks, but there are certain realities

we need to face up to in this life.

And one of them is that Vince ain't getting in a Gus Van Sant movie.

Will you call Gus back?

- No, I won't. - Fine, then I fucking will.

- Leave me alone. - Who you talking to?

Hey, Johnny, maybe it's a girl.

- Impossible. - Why?

We all want to know who you're talking to, Turtle.

But I will give it to the highest bidder.

- 50 bucks. - Give me the Berry, Ronnie.

- Sold. - Give it to me.

He deleted everything.

You don't think I know how to cover my tracks?

Hey, you still owe me 50.

Take it off my tab from the last time you lost me money.

You still can't be mad. I got opportunities for you, Drama.

- I'm not even hearing you, Ronnie. - We'll talk tonight.

Can I get a rum and Coke?

Well, look who it is.

You didn't think I'd miss the one-who- got-away's homecoming parade.

I'm glad you didn't. How are you doing, Cara?

I'm good. How are you?

I-I'm great.

Hey, Cara. How you been?

Great. Really great now that I can get

my once-every-five-years update on how my old crew is doing.

What did Ari say?

- You want to... - That's okay.

Gus won't see you.

He won't even let me read?

Wow.

All right, fuck Hollywood.

You know what? Let's go have some old school fun.

You guys go. I'm gonna go into the city and see Gus.

- E, come on. - What?

You just gonna go knock on his door and beg him to let me audition?

I tried calling him.

If Ari couldn't do it, forget it.

Do you want to do this movie or not, Vince?

I did this morning, but this is stupid.

Well, let me try.

- Okay, try. - Thank you.

I'll see you guys later. Have fun. It was good to see you, Cara.

Bye, E.

- Mr. Murphy. - Hi.

Hi. Shawn, we spoke on the phone.

Yeah, hey. Is Gus around?

Well, as I told you on the phone,

Mr. Van Sant doesn't have time to talk with you today. So sorry.

I totally understand. Actually, I don't even need to talk.

I just wanted to give him these Vincent Chase movies to look at.

- I picked these up. - Sure, I'll give them to him.

Actually, do you think I can give them to him personally?

Um, he's not in right now and he might not be back for hours.

You know what? That's okay.

I don't mind waiting. I won't bother anyone, I promise.

- Great. - Thanks.

You know I got fired off my last movie?

I know.

- Who told you? - "Us Weekly."

You read "Us Weekly"?

A future M.B. A?