Entourage

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Come on, boy.

Who's a good boy?

"My vagina is a shell, a round pink tender shell...

"opening and closing and opening.

"My vagina is a flower..."

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Vagina Monologues.

Me and Faustino are putting it up in class tonight.

Vagina Monologues, I thought that was for girls.

It's a gender reversal exercise, bro. That's what being a good actor's all about.

Sorry, Drama. I thought you already had your gender reversed.

Funny, dick.

E., I decided we're going with the Benz.

You're sure? You changed your mind 10 times already.

No, I'm set. I had a dream about it last night.

I dreamt about it last night, too, Vince. We're cruising down Rodeo.

Suddenly two jerk-offs pull up and say:

"Chase brothers, fuck your mother!"

And then open fire.

It had to be a dream. Somebody recognized you?

That's funny.

You're gonna love this. This is really good.

- You put soy milk in these again? - You're lactose intolerant. Don't fight it.

Vince, they got the stains out of your black Dolces.

Cool.

I only got you nine iPods. They ran out.

- Did you get The Trades? - Right here, boss.

- I'm just warning you. It ain't pretty. - Really?

Fucking prick called you a thespian.

Read it out loud, E.

You don't want to hear this, Vince.

Come on, man. I'm a big boy.

"In Head On, a by-the-numbers crime thriller...

"only one thing is proven beyond a reasonable doubt:

"Vincent Chase is guilty of fraud."

That's fucked up.

Fuck critics. Remember what they said about me when Viking Quest aired?

Who laughed their way through a full 22?

Keep reading.

"This fly-by-night pretty-boy, tapped as the 'it actor' of the moment...

"makes walking and talking seem so difficult, that by the end...

"you wish someone would just let the man rest."

- At least he said I was pretty. - All the Chase men are pretty.

Yeah. You're a real beauty queen, Drama.

- You all right? - Yeah. Whatever.

Good or bad, you can't let what these people say affect you.

- That's right. 'Cause you're a fucking star. - True knocking.

All right. We got Ari in 30 minutes. So...

Johnny, you still need some help with that scene?

From a no-talent pretty boy like you? I think I'll pass.

- Loretta, how you doing? - Hi, beautiful.

How you doing?

Four o'clock.

- Who's that girl? She's cute as hell. - That was fucking Justine Chapin, bro.

- The singer? - No way that girl's a virgin.

That's what she's famous for.

She's saving it till marriage. Everybody knows that.

- Bullshit! I don't buy it. - Teen Beat don't lie.

Hey, you guys, I'm Emily, Ari's new assistant.

- Hi. - You are new, honey.

It's good to meet guys from Queens. My dad's from Flushing.

- Yeah? - Yeah? Where'd you grow up?

I grew up out here. But don't hold that against me.

- Can I offer you anything to drink? - I'll have a water.

Yeah, I'll have a water.

You got Welch's Grape Soda?

He's in a meeting. Can he call you back, please?

Thank you.

Ari Gold's office. Please hold.

It's the girl's first day. You really needed to hassle her?

You order something unusual, people will never forget you.

I think E.'s got something for that Emily.

Seriously. 'Cause I'm always ordering weird shit...

and now, all of a sudden, it's become a problem?

- You like Emily? - I don't even know the girl.

- I'll hook it up. - Don't do it.

Emily, you got a boyfriend?

'Cause my man, E., here just got his heart broken.

He thinks you're kind of cute.

Oh, yeah? Which one's E?

How you doing?

Lay off the new girl. She's not broken in yet. Come on in, boys.

- Hold everything for me, will you? - Yeah.

Vince. Vince.

No representation. Just reminding you.

Do me a favor.

Make sure I'm off book, okay?

Okay.

Ari Gold's office. Please hold.

"If your vagina could talk, what would it say, in two words?"

Eat me.

Give me that thing.

Look at the boy.

Wait for it. Look at the ass on my next door neighbor.

See that? Four kids. My wife says it's impossible to maintain.

You've a good-looking boy, Ari.

He likes chicks. See the glance? Look at that.

What's up with this Justine Chapin chick?

Justine Chapin.

Every young actor in Hollywood wants to be the first one in there. Take a number.

Come on. She's not a virgin.

Always the cynic, E.

Ari, should we be worried about this review?

No. It's not even a real paper, Vince. It's Variety.

I'm not worried. I think Eric's worried.

No, I'm not. I mean, it's a bad review. I would've preferred a good one, but...

- What's your point? - My point is, what're we doing?

- What are we doing? - Yeah.

What are we doing?

- What are we doing about Vince's next job? - I got Vince his next job. It's Matterhorn!

You passed on it, remember? He passed on your next job, Vince.

The guy doesn't want to make money. He's a communist.

Are you a communist or a socialist?

Or didn't you learn the difference at Pepperoni U?

And what are you, a Rhodes scholar?

I'm a lowly Harvard grad with a J.D.IM.B.A. From Michigan. That's it.

- Michigan? Good football team. - Yeah.

What'd they do at Harvard?

- They row. - No, they crew.

- Crew. - They crew.

Vince, we gotta get you a real manager.

Cash. Where are those scripts we talked about?

Emily, scripts! I pay my dog-walker $4,000 a month.

- Wanna play the Riv tomorrow? - Yeah, let's hack it up.

You caddie?

I'll caddie for you the day you outdrive me.

Really? Then you're caddying. Everybody wins.

Just call me if the pages printed out too light or anything.

Okay. I will.

My brother needs an agent.

I got Billy in the mailroom. He needs his first client.

We'll hook him up. I'm kidding.

We're golden. We're in great shape. What're you talking about?

We're in great shape. We're gonna open huge.

Hang back. I want to bounce some scripts off your boy.

- Keep me posted. - You got it. Keep your cell phone on.

Put those down. Come here.

Where's your bedside manner, dummy? Why did you bring up a bad review?

- You said it didn't matter. - It does matter.

Everyone in this town reads that thing.

I got more calls about this stupid-ass thing than I did when my mother passed away.

We got 200 reviews coming out on Friday. If they're like this, we're in deep shit.

That's why you book your next job before the movie comes out.

Altoid?

Take him out, keep him happy, all right?

He's got meetings coming up, scripts to read.

He must keep focused. Have a good time with him.

- Keep his mind off that fucking review. - Yeah. You're right.

We in this together? Are we in it together?

- Yeah. You're right. - I'm kidding.

- Don't fucking mention that review again! - I'm not.

You want to hug it out?

- No, not really. - Let's hug it out, bitch.

Let's hug it out.

You remember The Orange County Register said...

I was a functioning retard.

- Now, that was a bad review. - I thought that was a compliment.

You should come and check out this class with me.

You gotta audition to get in. But since you're legacy...

You think I need an acting class?

You don't need an acting class, Vince. Let's go get you a car.

What did Ari say?

Good stuff. I got a box of scripts to read.

- So it's all good? - Yeah, it's all good.

- Let's go get you a Benz. - Fuck the fucking Mercedes, Vince.

What are you, a soccer mom? You want a car? I know what to get you.

Vincent Chase!

My daughter's a huge fan.

- What are we looking at today? - The Phantom.

Excellent choice.

This is the ultimate luxury motorcar, gentlemen.

Justin Timberlake, Jay-Z.

Queen Latifah purchased one for her manager.

When you drive a Rolls-Royce, you are making a statement.

And how expensive is this statement?

- $320,000. - Not bad.

But if you sign a picture for my daughter, I'll give it to you for $319,000.

How much if he bangs his daughter?

You don't buy this car, Vince. You lease it.

That's how all the broke jerk-offs in this town drive 911s.

We have excellent terms on our lease.

What do you think, E?

I think it costs more than the houses we grew up in.

A fucking Subaru costs more than the houses we grew up in.

I don't know.

- Think I should buy this car? - Come on, are you serious?

- You're gonna spend $320,000 on a car? - So you don't think I should do it.

I didn't say you shouldn't do it.

- Lf you wanna do it, do it. - So I'm gonna do it.

Do it, Vince. Do it, baby.

Do it, Vince.

Fuck it, do it.

What did you say your daughter's name was again, Randy?

Yo, this car makes driving fun.

I might even get my license.

We should've had one of these in high school.

Why? You think that would've gotten you laid?

More than my yellow Fiero did.

Shit. I got crazy pussy in high school. And I was driving a moped.