Entourage

Vince.

- Vince. - Mm, yeah?

- I heard something. - What?

I think someone's in the house.

Really?

- (bangs) - See?

All right, I'll go check it out.

Ahnold, want to come with?

Thanks, pal.

Hello?

Turtle, is that you?

Hello?

Don't worry. It's just the wind.

Call 911.

Turtle: Ahnold would have heard something.

I'm telling you, he didn't flinch. Someone was definitely here.

If he didn't bark, they weren't.

Maybe the girl you were with set it up.

- Set what up? - Fantasy rape scene perhaps.

Is that what your girls do, Drama?

- Tie you up and strap one on? - Don't be juvenile, E.

- (phone ringing) - Oh, Christ.

What is it?

My half an agent. Yeah, Lloyd?

Oh, Johnny Drama, what did you do?

- It's not what I did. - You attacked a high-level studio exec.

- Is that what they're saying? - Right now they're not saying anything

except that you will not be needed on set today.

- What? Why? - I assume it's because

you attacked a high-level studio exec!

So now what? Am I done?

I don't know. I'll let you know when I hear more.

Thanks, Lloyd.

- They canceled my scenes today. - (all groan)

He said he was gonna have me written off the show. I guess he's doing it.

You're gonna have to go down there and apologize.

Guy hits on my best friend's girlfriend and I'm supposed to apologize?

You did grab him by the throat.

He said he was gonna pound Meadow Soprano from behind.

- You should've broken his fucking arm... - Vince: Turtle.

Sorry.

Drama, I appreciate everything you did,

'cause I know you had the best intentions.

Jamie does too. But this is yourjob.

Yeah, Johnny, you live for this show.

Just suck it up and go talk to him.

Yeah.

Should I bring a fruit basket or something?

- No. - Maybe a massage certificate

- from Burke Williams? - No.

I'll just leave it up to me then.

All right, I'm out.

- Good luck. - See you, Drama.

Hey, Vince, we found no sign of forced entry.

And you guys say you can't find anything missing, right?

No, but the living room door was open.

- Any chance you could have left it open? - I don't think so.

If someone was here, the good news is you're okay and nothing's been taken.

If they come back, call us and we'll come back.

All right. Thanks, Officers. I appreciate it.

- Thanks for coming down. - Sorry, Vince.

Somebody was here.

Now that everyone's safe and sound I'm gonna head off to work.

- Want us to roll with? - No.

- Why not? - It's my first day.

- I want to make a good impression. - What do you think people think

- when they see us? - Call me if you want to have lunch.

All right, hotshot. Enjoy.

Mr. Vince, do you no have underwear for cleaning?

Yeah, whatever's there, Maria. Thanks.

No, it's not there.

Is socks and shirts, but no underwear.

I just dropped my dirty stuff down there last night.

- Tons of underwear. - Yeah, me too.

It's not there.

I told you someone was here.

What, you think someone broke in and stole our underwear?

Uh-huh.

Jesus.

Murray: Before we jump in today we need to welcome

our newest family member, Mr. Eric Murphy.

Catch him up, show him around.

I want him feeling like he's been here all his life by the end of the day.

Eric Murphy.

- Got you a cup of coffee, Mr. Murphy. - Thank you very much.

And these just came from the front desk for you.

Uh, I didn't order any pizza.

Ari Gold sent them. The delivery guy said to tell you

good luck and you're no longer a pizza boy, you're now a pizza man.

- (all chuckle) - Cool.

Okay, let's get to it. This is a signing meeting.

So tell me who have we signed?

I have Penelope Cruz, like, right there.

Right there is not there. What else?

- I signed Neil Elman. - Tell me about it.

A hot young writer-director out of Sundance.

- Has two specs ready to go. - When they sell we'll clap for you.

On the comedy front,

Chris Rock is doing a new tour,

so you can applaud me for saving your asses.

Silently.

But why is Bob Saget making 50 grand a night

and we're making dick?

I've called him 20 times. He won't return my calls.

You've called him, Scott?

Everyone, let's give Scott Lavin here

a big morning clap 'cause he called Bob Saget.

Hi, Bob Saget, this is Scott. Please call me back.

I don't think he wants a manager.

Nobody wants a manager. Convince him that he needs one.

I would love to, but he won't return my calls.

- Stake-out his fucking house. - You know, I used to live next door to Bob.

I know him a little bit. I can call him.

So let it be said, let it be done.

Take care. It's nice to meet you too. Hey, Britney.

- You need anything? - Actually, I needed

- to send Ari Gold something. - Sure, no problem. What is it?

Maybe there is a guy in the mailroom that could help me with this.

Eric, don't worry about it. I'm like one of the guys.

I've only been working for you for two hours and the pizza thing pissed me off.

- Just let me know what I can do. - Okay.

- Murphy Group! - What?

Murphy Group.

Sexy, can I talk to your man alone for a beat?

Sure, douchebag. Told you I was one of the guys.

- I'll be in your office. - Okay.

What's up?

So is this the whole Group?

- What do you mean? - Murray said we were

absorbing the Murphy Group. So I was expecting at least a trifecta.

- It's just me. - It's a weird fucking name then, isn't it?

What's up, Scotty? You seem a little tweaked.

Yeah, well, I've been working two things the last month.

Bob Saget when the sun's up

and the Olsen twins when the sun's down.

So I do not need you waltzing in here, jumping on what's mine.

- I was just trying to help, all right? - But you didn't help, you see?

Yeah well, Murray said that this whole place is kind of like a team thing.

Yeah, it is. And like any team

you got LeBron James who makes $120 million.

Then you got a jerkoff who's on a 10-day contract.

Whichever one of those you think you're gonna be,

neither steals the ball from the other.

Why don't we just call Bob together?

'Cause I don't want to call Bob together, all right?

I want to sign Bob alone and I will.

Got a trash can? Thanks.

Yo, Lawrence. What's up, kid?

- Hey, Drama, how you doing? - How do I look?

You look okay, I guess.

Want to roll up this gate?

- Afraid I can't do that. - Why not?

- You're on the list. - What list?

The banned- from-the-lot list.

That's why your picture is right there.

Well, my picture is also right there.

- How do you explain that? - Can't.

But the message came from Dan Coakley himself,

so I'm assuming whatever you did was real bad.

Will you please get Dan Coakley on the phone?

Sure.

Stop calling the office, John.

Stop lurking outside and stop trying to push me.

Please just let me in so we can talk.

- What's to talk about? - I'd like to apologize.

- (honking) - I'm not interested in an apology.

Come on, Dan. We had words. Men do that.

You put your hands around my throat.

Men sometimes do that also.

Look, you said some pretty awful things.

Oh, so you're not really apologizing,

you're just making excuses for attacking me.

- No, I just... - So if I was to tell you

that Meadow Soprano blew me last night,

- you might just go and attack me again. - Dan...

The fact is she's here right now sucking on my dick, John.

All right, that's enough. All right? I'm trying here.

Try harder, John, 'cause she is about to swallow my balls

while I dive into her pussy.

That's it, you're a dead man, Coakley.

Do you hear me? You're a fucking dead man!

I'm gonna rip your fucking scalp off!

- (phone clicks) - Hello?

Did Mr. Coakley say you can go on?

Vince, as proud as I am that you've reached stalker status,

you can't play around. These are sick individuals.

We have an alarm. I'll learn to turn it on.

You need to call my security guy.

This guy is the best.

I had a problem neighbor. Couldn't trust him for shit.

When this guy was done arming my house,

it was as secure as Air Force One.

I didn't realize you were such a pussy, Ari.

I didn't realize your attack dog was as worthless as you, Turtle.

He's not. I think he's going deaf.

Watch, Vin. Ahnold. Ahnold.

See?

- He's not deaf, he's stoned. - Are we done here, Ari?

We are not done, all right? You need to take this really seriously.

Somebody broke in here, went to your laundry room, stole your underwear.