Entourage

60 million bucks just to have sex with her?

Come on, Vince, you could've done it. You've done worse.

"Worse"? What are you talking about? He was ready to do it for free.

You sound like you think I should've done it.

You should've at least considered it, bro.

I know I did when I was similarly propositioned.

Someone offered you money to fuck, Drama?

Yeah, that's right, hater.

"Viking Quest" convention, '99.

A guy from Orlando offered me 50 bucks

to photograph me banging his wife while wearing my Tarvold costume.

Jesus Christ, what did you say?

I said no. What the fuck you think I said?

But I did let her blow me in the car

when hubby hit the roulette table.

So what now?

Sell blood like Robert Rodriguez?

Nah, I'm not worried.

Really?

- Maybe a little. - Yeah.

We'd better go.

Feel free to grab one, Turtle.

Why couldn't we pay someone to do this?

You could've. We are trying to save money.

Looks like it's time for everyone to start thinking

about their individual futures. How sad.

Aw, come on, stop your moping.

We are all good. Think about it.

This place is gonna feel like a jail cell

compared to the digs at the Mondrian.

I think E's house is the one that's gonna feel like a jail cell.

- Oh boy, here we go. - And I think I speak for everyone...

don't know why you're not going to the hotel.

Because I have a girlfriend with a big apartment.

I don't see the need to waste money, especially when I don't have any.

Never move in with a girl for financial reasons.

Never never never. 'Cause once you're in, you never get out.

I'm not moving in with her.

I'm just staying there until we leave to shoot the movie.

And that girl from "Silence of the Lambs"

was just "staying" in that well.

Hey. Guys.

The house... get over here.

Say goodbye.

Goodbye, house.

That's the last of it.

Sloan, he's all yours.

And I promise to take excellent care of him.

He needs little snacks in between meals.

Otherwise his blood sugar drops

and he gets very cranky.

No naps, otherwise he can't sleep at night.

Okay. Thank you for the tips.

Do you guys want a drink?

No thanks, we're gonna hit Urth Cafe.

So what are you two lovebirds gonna do?

I think E's gonna take me for a special lunch

to thank me for my hospitality.

- Oh yeah? - (PHONE RINGING)

- He... he didn't mention that. Hmm.

Give me something good, Ari.

ARl: How about something great?

Nicky Rubenstein turned 35 today.

And why do I care?

You care because his trust fund kicks in

and he wants to get out from the shadow of his pops.

He wants to meet on "Medellin" and he's bringing his checkbook.

- Really? - What?

Nicky Rubenstein's got the money for "Medellin."

- Ari, is this for real? - It is for real, Vinny.

The little prick is on his way to the office right now.

- Why don't you boys come in for a talk? - Okay.

He wants us at his office now. Let's go.

- Right now? - Now.

- Go, baby, it's fine. - You sure?

Yeah, of course I am. This is huge.

Okay. I'll make it up to you tonight

at a nice dinner, okay?

Did you see the look on Sloan's face

when E had to cancel their special lunch?

It was just like the look on my face

when he told us he was gonna be living with her.

There was no look. She couldn't have been cooler.

- Sloan is not like other girls. - All girls are like other girls, E.

Just like all guys are like other guys.

The world is split in two groups: Penises and pussies.

Penises want to run free, pussies want to land the penis.

Amazing you guys have such a hard time getting laid.

Whatever. Go get your money. Let's roll.

Where to?

If you guys are really leaving for Colombia,

this network-series star better find himself a place to live.

- Come on. - You buying lunch?

Yeah, sure, but no appies.

E's not the only one watching his budget.

We'll see you guys later.

See you.

My father will not be involved in this at all.

"Medellin" is my thing.

My shot, my way.

Fantastic.

What?

What? I can sense that mocking condescending tone in there.

ARl: No no, Nicky, there is no mocking.

I've known this guy since I was a kid

and he still looks at me like I'm a spoiled prick.

Are you kidding? I look at you with awe of all of your accomplishments.

Right. Hey, I don't care. Truth of the matter is

I got so much money now I can sit on my ass

and fuck models for the rest of my life if I wanted to.

- I'm not a model, I'm a singer. - I'm just making a point, sweetheart.

- ARl: Anyway? Anyway,

the studio budgeted the film at 65 million.

You're gonna give us that?

No, it's a studio budget. That's ridiculous. I got 25.

- 25's not enough, Nicky. - That's what I got.

And you know what, Nicky? It's plenty.

What do you know about a movie budget, Ari?

What do you know, mini-producer?

I know that three studios budgeted it

and all of them were over 65 million.

Even if they inflated it 20% we're still not even close.

You make concessions.

Like what, shoot in Malibu for Colombia?

They shot "King Kong" in New Zealand

and that monkey climbed up the Empire State Building.

If you want this thing, you figure out a way to make it work.

- They always fight this much? - Uh-huh.

Look, guys, this is what I got

and it's kind of non-negotiable.

So if you think you can make it work,

I'm in for letting you do it how you want to.

All right? So what do you think?

- E? - I think this movie needs a director

with a vision and a guy that knows how to stretch a dollar.

Walsh.

Yep. You know a director named Billy Walsh, Nicky?

Are you kidding? "I am Queens Boulevard."

Boom.

This is just temporary housing

until I find something I really want to live in.

No problem, we have month-to-month leases.

Fantastic.

You're on that show...

"Five Towns," right?

- Indeed I am. - I knew it!

- Are you a fan? - My daughter is.

She loves that young boy who's always taking his shirt off.

- Mm, cutie. - Oh, yeah.

So doesn't the star of his own TV show

want something bigger?

No, a loft is all I need.

You should get a little extra space, Drama.

I'll get extra space when I know if my show gets picked up.

I'm not getting sucked into the trappings of celebrity life again.

I'm not doing it.

Okay...

here we are.

You gotta be kidding me.

Quiet. It's perfect.

So what is he shooting?

He didn't say.

- Is he even available? - He didn't say.

Look, there's a camera truck.

This must be the place.

- (WOMAN MOANING) Oh, beautiful, beautiful...

beautiful.

Okay, now push in.

Oh yeah. - You ready for your pop shot, Phillipe?

Oh oh, I think I blew it.

Again you blew it? You useless putz!

Sorry, Wally.

"Boogie Nights ll"?

Oh! There they are, the suit and the star.

Hey, everybody, wake up. A real actor just arrived on the set.

You could all learn a thing or two from him.

- Hey. - What's up, Billy?

It's Wally around here.

I'm breaking for lunch.

Amuse yourselves. Come on, Vin, we'll go talk.

Hey, Billy.

Hey, they allow pets if you wanted me to take Arnold.

I would not subject Arnold to that shithole.

You'd rather board him?

I'd rather put him out on the streets and let him fend for himself.

To each his own, but he's always welcome.

- You too, Turtle. - Thanks.

Hey, Shauna, how is my lovely publicist doing?

I'm not your publicist till you write a check, you cheap fuck.

Until then I'm simply doing Vince a favor.

Well, whatever it is you're doing, I do appreciate it. So what's up?

I'm trying to find out if you're actually renting an $800-a-month studio?

- It's a loft. How'd you know? - "US Weekly" just called.

Apparently your new landlord likes to talk.

Sweet. Do they want to do a photo shoot over there?

No one's photographing anything, Drama. I told them it wasn't true.

- Why? - Because Vincent Chase's brother

cannot be living like a transient crack whore,

not while Vince doesn't have job.

You're on a network fucking show.