Entourage Page #6

Yeah, it's comfy?

You should see my father's office.

I bet your father has a much nicer office.

No, my father doesn't believe in wasting

money on extravagant office settings.

My father believes in putting money

into product...

...whether that's pig's ears

we're selling for dogs to chew...

...or methane gas for Middle Easterners

to poison each other with.

Yes. Well, you know what,

I tried your father. Waiting to hear back.

I spoke to him. I told him he didn't need

to call you until after we spoke.

I, obviously, didn't like the movie...

...as much as you did, Ari.

- No?

- No, it's no masterpiece.

- Not from these eyes' perspective.

- Well...

And what type of training

do you have to judge that?

I went to the Austin PA Film Academy

for a semester...

...and all my teachers

said I had tremendous taste.

I can see it in your wardrobe.

Look, Ari, I have thoughts

about this movie...

...and my father would like for you

to take them seriously.

Thoughts? You have notes?

Whatever you wanna call them.

But most of them revolve around cutting

out Vincent Chase's mutant brother.

- Drama.

- Yeah.

He's an abomination and he's got to go.

The challenge for me was

I was the only human in that scene.

Everyone else was living dead.

So how did that affect

how you played the role?

It didn't.

It couldn't. I had to be real.

If I played in to it, no way it could be.

That's really interesting.

Yeah.

Now, come on, baby.

Show me a little nip.

- Please?

- You are relentless.

This is like our third session

since last night.

I'm a little stressed

about an audition I got tomorrow.

And your voice, it soothes me.

Take it as a compliment.

Fine.

Unbutton your pants.

Yeah, baby.

Yeah.

That's what I'm talking about.

Jen!

What the f*** are you doing?

- Randy! You're supposed to be in Chatsworth.

- Who the f*** is this loser?

You don't need to call me a loser, bro.

- Put some clothes on!

- You're not supposed to be here!

I'll find you. You'll pay for this.

I'm gonna hunt you down...

- ...and you're gonna f***ing pay for this!

- Johnny, I'm so sorry.

Johnny, wanna drop me at editing?

- Yeah, sure, bro.

- What the f*** are you doing?

- You think I should start a vodka company?

- I think you'd kill it.

- But I don't even drink.

- Really?

Look, I got a ton of ideas.

You should have a fitness app

and, like, your own clothing line.

What, you don't think

my brand's doing fine already?

I think you could always

be doing better, no?

I'm confused. Is this a business meeting?

- Because I didn't know.

- I didn't know either.

Is this a date?

I don't cook for people

who are trying to pitch me.

I thought a nice, normal guy

wanted to hang out for once.

I did. I do.

No one under 250 pounds ever has the balls

to talk to me. Should've known better.

- No, no. It's not like that.

- You should go.

- Just see yourself out, Turtle.

- Look, Ronda, come on.

You should go

before I feel like hitting something.

I'll call you an Uber.

An UberX, actually.

Motherfucking a**hole.

Well, what do you mean, he won't release

any more money? Why not?

I'm dealing with it.

- I thought you said his opinion didn't matter.

- It doesn't, and I'm dealing with it.

Well, you better deal fast because

we can't finish the movie without money.

Really? Because I thought

we could finish it with Froot Loops.

You're funny, but did you tell Vince?

Because he's on his way to editing.

I'm telling you because it's your job...

...along with going over budget

and being short, to tell him.

You need to call him

because I'm walking into Lamaze class.

Nothing says you're working hard...

...more than Lamaze class at noon

on a Wednesday, E. Thanks for nothing.

Hey, baby.

- I'm excited for therapy.

- Don't be. It's a waste of f***ing money.

- Hey, Kelsey.

- Ari. Melissa.

- Hi.

- You okay?

I'm here, so I'm f***ed.

Since you're here, I'm guessing

you're f***ed as well. Nice seeing you.

This should be fun.

Breathe in.

One, two, three.

And continue.

What about the name Ryan?

- For a boy or a girl?

- Either.

I like it.

But Ryan Murphy created Glee.

And you think people

will confuse our baby with him?

If we name our baby Ryan Murphy,

then, yeah, I do.

Why does Chad Lowe

keep staring at you?

Hey. How are you?

- Would you stop?

- I just didn't know you were dating.

We went out a couple of times.

It's not a big deal.

- Wonder what the girl he's with thinks about it.

- They're not together.

What are they doing

in Lamaze class?

What are we doing in Lamaze class?

- This is a f***ed-up town.

- Yeah.

You know, I think we're better off

if we don't question each other.

I agree.

But tell me you haven't had sex.

My God. Are you serious?

Well, you can't. Can you?

I mean, with the baby in there.

You could hurt it, right?

Relax, Eric. No, I'm not having sex.

And not because I haven't wanted to.

Because, I don't know if you know this...

...but pregnant women can get very horny.

Problem is, nobody wants

to have sex with me.

I'd have sex with you.

Where are you headed with this?

Are you gonna tell me you love me

and want me back again?

Who's talking about love?

I'm talking about sex.

I'm saying that I would have sex with you

right now if you really need it.

I just don't wanna get emotional.

Do you know I haven't even been held

in six months?

I see that you're already

getting emotional.

- Follow me home.

- Seriously?

Yeah, sure. Why not?

You're clean. I trust you.

- Sloan.

- Yeah.

- I'm not really that clean.

- What do you mean?

I had sex with someone last night.

Who?

The "I want your cock" texter?

No, someone else.

Actually I had sex with the texter

yesterday also.

- Two girls in 24 hours?

- Well, not by design.

Who are you?

And why do you always

have to be so f***ing honest?

That's just who I am.

- And I guess that's why we're not together.

- No.

We're not together because you f***ed

my stepmother. Don't ever forget that.

And you told me that if I came clean

and admitted it, you'd get over it.

So don't forget that.

I tried, Eric.

I mean, I didn't move to New York

because I really wanted to try. I did.

I'll talk to you later.

- Hello.

- It's Melanie.

I need you to meet me at

the Little Door in 30.

- I didn't think I'd hear from you.

- Eric, this isn't a social call.

I'm pregnant.

And if you don't meet me in 30...

...the next call you'll get

is from my attorney.

Eric.

I can't believe I'm gonna say this...

...but I'm willing to try again.

Did you hear what I said?

Okay. Good talk.

So why did you stop taking

the "anger meds," as you call them?

- I didn't think they were working.

- I did.

Except to affect me in places

that I just didn't want to be affected.

- Have you been unable to maintain an erection?

- I didn't say that. Did I say that?

- He's having trouble finishing.

- Meaning that I can go all night.

Boom.

And now you feel that he's reverting back

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