Entourage (2004–2011): Season 3, Episode 17 - The Return of the King - full transcript

- Cheers, baby.
- Cheers.

So are we gonna
talk about that?

- What?
- That handcuff on your wrist.

Jesus, give me a break.
It's a bracelet, that's all.

It's called the Love Bracelet
though, right?

I don't know
what it's called.

That's what it's called...
a Cartier Love Bracelet.

Does this mean
that Vince and Amanda are in love?

No, it means E knows way too much
about jewelry.

Is that what
it's called, Vince?

I don't know
what it's called, Turtle.



All I know is
you're annoying me.

Amanda got me a gift,

a very nice gift,
and I happen to like it, all right?

So stay off my ass.

You guys are not gonna believe
the luck of the Irish.

We've got a sure thing
running in the fifth.

- Really?
- Are you serious?

- How do you know, Drama?
- Because I know the pony's granddad.

And in horseracing,
as in life,

a good lineage
is the surest way

to predict
a fine performance.

Well, how come you're
from Vince's lineage

and all your
performances suck?

All right, Johnny,
who's the granddaddy?



Kingmaker.
Remember that name?

Kingmaker?

- No.
- Who's that?

Come on, Kingmaker...

he came home for me
at 10 to one at Belmont.

That's how I bought the Lincoln.
Any of this ringing a bell?

- Not really.
- No.

I thought you bought your Lincoln
from selling weed at the high school.

- That rings a bell.
- Whatever.

You guys wanna win
some dough with me or not?

- Yes.
- Obviously.

Definitely. But it's not till the fifth
race, so can we do another shot?

You guys are doing shots
at 10:30 in the morning?

Relax, kid.
It's a holiday.

- What holiday is it?
- Yom Kippur, retard.

Oh yeah, that's right.
I forgot.

No wonder there was
no traffic.

Hey, chief, can we get a couple shots
of Cuervo over here, please?

Yeah.
Coming up.

I hate this. I'm starving.
- Now you know

what Mommy goes through
every day to make a hot body for Daddy.

- Ari!
- Daddy's just kidding, sweetie.

Sarah, we fast and make other
important sacrifices today

to show God we're sorry
for our sins.

- Daddy ate a breath mint.
- What?

Now you're gonna have to atone for
ratting Daddy out, baby.

What, do you think
God wants my breath to smell?

Ari.
- There he is, little Nicky Rubenstein.

- Sheila, how are you? Good to see you.
- How are you doing?

- Happy new year.
- Where's the old man?

He's on a plane
to Colombia.

On the highest of holidays,
would you believe?

Ma, stop.
We've got enough stress today.

Your father's got $100 million in the bank.
How much stress can you have?

Well, "Medallion"'s
falling apart.

It's "Medellin," Mom.
Why the fuck can't anyone pronounce it?

- Do not curse in the temple.
- Excuse me. Benicio walked

and my father's trying to prevent
the whole crew from doing the same.

He's been saying Benicio's
gonna walk for weeks.

No, it's official. Check out
"US Weekly. " There's a picture of him

on a catamaran with some blonde
bombshell in Anguilla.

- It was Antigua.
- Antigua, Anguilla...

who the fuck cares?

All right, excuse me, excuse me.

The point is,
Haggis is freaked, okay?

And Gatoff is giving us
till sundown tonight

to find a replacement or he's gonna shut
the whole thing down.

I hear Cruise is going
for 10¢ on the dollar.

No no no no.
I want your boy, Ari. I want Vince.

- He's not my boy anymore.
- Then put me on the phone with him,

'cause this girl's agency is closed
for the fucking holiday.

Ari doesn't have a phone, Nick.
It's Yom Kippur.

Nick doesn't either because I frisked
him before we walked out.

Look, since you won't commission
Vince on this, commission us, okay?

The back end
could be huge.

Jesus Christ,
it is Yom Kippur.

And look who just said "Jesus Christ. "
Your father agreed to this?

I know that you know
I speak for the family.

Now come on, help a fellow
member of the tribe.

Ari.

My hands are tied, Nick.
I can't do it.

- Not today. No business.
- Thank you.

50 to one...
that's your sure thing?

The bigger the odds,
the bigger the payday.

I'm in for a G.

A G? Are you
out of your fucking mind?

- Trust me.
- I'm putting in five bucks, that's it.

- Yeah, I'm good for 10.
- Pussies.

Are you really
feeling this, Johnny?

Yeah, they're underestimating him, bro,
just like they did his granddad.

And you remember what he got us?
The Lincoln, baby.

Remember all the good times
we had in that car?

First Knick game
we ever went to was in that car.

- First Giants game too.
- First trip to A.C. Also.

We never took
the Lincoln to A.C.

You might have been
out of town, Johnny.

Jesus Christ,
who drove?

What's the difference?
Come on, we're in.

Well, it's only money.
I'm good for five Gs.

Five Gs?

We're all gonna get rich today, baby.

But let me go first. I don't want you
guys fucking up my odds.

Look at this.

What is this,
a drunk dial, Ari?

Sorry, E, the Manischewitz is not
flowing till sundown.

- What do you want?
- I have an offer. Are you interested?

Yeah.
Call our agent.

Ironic that on my
people's holiday

I'm working and she's not.
Such is life.

So call her tomorrow.

Benicio just quit "Medellin" officially.

They want Vince
but they need him fast.

- Says who?
- Phil Rubenstein.

I'm standing right next
to his son/co-producer right now.

- Nick, say hello.
- Hello, E.

- Hey, Nick.
- We want Vince. This is no bullshit.

What's going on?

Ari's with Phil Rubenstein's
son Nick right now.

They want you to do
"Medellin. "

This is the third time
Ari has promised you this movie, E.

Yeah, but this time it's real.

By the way, this is also
the third time

you promised me that you guys
would stop talking to him.

We're not talking to him.
We're talking to Nick Rubenstein.

Ari represents him.
It's not our fault.

No, I guess not.
But I guess it's my problem.

So what, I'm supposed to
just show up at a temple

on the most religious day of the year
to discuss business?

You're not just showing up. They're
expecting you. They're gonna meet you

in the alley behind the southern
entrance next to the dumpsters.

What, should I bring a gun too?
Come on, Eric, this is absurd.

- What's she saying?
- She doesn't want to go to temple.

- Let me talk to her.
- She'll go to temple for Vince.

She'd go to the Gaza Strip
in a yarmulke for Vince.

You realize that this
has to be locked down by sunset, right?

Yes, Eric, I heard you,
and I will meet them anywhere else.

- Amanda.
- Put Vince on.

- Can I talk to her?
- Why did you want me to call her?

I didn't want you to feel
left out of the process. Come on.

This is not
a good situation, Vince.

- Hello.
- Hey, Vince.

Okay, it's Yom Kippur.
This is ridiculous.

I know, I know.

I know.

Looks like you're
the third wheel now, huh, E?

A tiny little
spare wheel.

Oh, there he is.

We love you, King!

Aw, he looks out of shape.
- What are you talking about?

Look at those glutes.
Fucking beautiful.

Do you wanna win money on him
or fuck him, Drama?

Don't talk uncivilized
at the track, E.

What'd she say?

It's all good.
She's heading to temple now.

That was a sure thing.

This will be the easiest paycheck
you ever made,

except for that stint
at Spearmint Rhino.

Stop wasting time, Ari. You've got a lot
of begging for God's forgiveness

- to go back to.
Okay, look,

Amanda, I spoke to
the big studio chief

this morning, okay? And he's prepared
to meet Vince's quote.

Great. Then this
should be easy.

Fantastic.
So we've got a deal at three mil.

Um, no, because Vince's
quote is six mil.

S- six?

What's the matter, Ari,
short-term memory loss?

- Ari, is it six?
- Yeah, Nick, it's six.

I should know,
I got it there.

Okay, are we doing a deal
or talking about glory days?

I could swear
my father said it was three.

Whatever. Deal. It's a deal.
We'll do it at six.

Great. Have Arthur sign off,
call me, and we're closed.

Done. We get Vince on the plane tonight,
dot the "I's" in the morning, yes?

Uh, no.
Arthur calls first.

Uh, Amanda...

...Amanda, Arthur Gatoff is a very
religious man. It's Yom Kippur.

The man doesn't even let his kid
go to Les Deux on Friday night.

I give you the Rubenstein family word
we have a deal at six.

The Rubenstein
family word?

That is really
reassuring, Nick.

Wow. Okay, Amanda,
we've changed, all right?

Neither one of us has had a sip
in over a year.

Here's my number.
The phone will be on all day.

Mom told me to find you.

You did. I'm in the bathroom.
I'm not feeling well.

I'm on my hands and knees.
I'm very sick right now, honey.

You want me to lie?!

That is the beauty
of Yom Kippur...

as long as you apologize by sundown,
doesn't matter what you do.

Now go.
I'll be back soon.

What the fuck
are we gonna do?

Let's go
get Gatoff.

He's at Wilshire Orthodox.
It's two miles away. You got a car?

- No. You?
- No. Call a cab?

- Got any money?
- No, Mom took it. You?

The wife took everything
but my fillings.

So what now?

Now, like our
desert-dwelling ancestors

we walk.

Aw...

Come on!
You're the King! Go, baby, go!

Easy, Drama.
He's in last.

Shut up, Turtle.
He's pacing himself.

He looks like
he's on a leisure walk.

Okay.

Sure you can take me
to the airport.

Yeah, sounds like
a great sendoff.

Okay, bye.

It's all good.
She said the money's no biggie.

They're just waiting
for the studio head to sign off.

- What?
- Nothing.

Your giggling's making me
a little nauseous.

Giggling?
There was no giggling. I laughed.

Sounded like a giggle
to me.

If your voice goes up in pitch
past the high C,

it's a giggle.
You hit a D there, bro.

- Whatever.
- Whatever is right,

'cause look who's making his move.
Go, King!

Holy shit!

King's Ransom
on the outside...

Come on, baby!
- 50 to one! Make it home!

To the finish line,
it's King's Ransom and Go For Broke.

Now Go For Broke
fighting back.

King's Ransom trying to hold the lead,
but here comes Go For Broke

driving hard on the outside
and into the lead.

And at the wire,
it's Go For Broke!

Go For Broke,
in another strong...

- What?
- Oh, well.

90° this time of year?
I mean, can anyone

really debate global warming
at this point?

Should have thought about that when you
took your dad's G4 to Jamaica last year.

Hey, you try flying commercial
with 12 Ibs of kush.

But those days are
behind me, Ari.

The polar icecaps
are grateful, Nick.

Good Yontif.

This is wildly
inappropriate,

coming to my shul
on this day of all days

to discuss money.

I have a bad enough
reputation here

after the hellish divorce
I've just gone through.

At least you're at a place
where you can meet

a nice Jewish girl,
Arthur.

Come on,
we were at temple too.

This is time-sensitive.
God will understand.

We all have to
take care of our own...

Ari, I have to
go back inside.

Arthur, look, you said
you'd meet Vince's quote.

- You said his quote was three.
- I was wrong.

You and your father
have been wrong

about a lot of things
on this one, Nick.

Maybe animation
is more your bag.

Wow.

You cut the Rubensteins
like that on a high holiday?

I'm sorry.
Forgive me.

Arthur, I forgive you. Just make a quick
phone call. It'll take a second.

Nick, I don't know
what goes on

at that half-church
reform synagogue of yours,

but here
we don't talk business

on Yom Kippur.

Now please,
before I get angry...

All right.

Call Amanda, tell her she's gonna
throw this movie away.

She doesn't
trust us, Nick.

Which one of you tried
to fuck her anyway?

Both. But in my father's defense,
he was legally separated at the time.

- What's your excuse?
- I don't have one.

I still want to fuck her.

- Let's call E.
- Why?

Put the fear of God
into the little Irishman.

He's more of
a neurotic Jew than you are.

It's okay, bro.

Everything's
gonna be okay.

Winning
ain't everything.

It would have been nice
if you at least placed, though.

What? I had
a hundy on that.

Don't make him
feel worse, Turtle.

So if you can't race him anymore,
then what?

Are you gonna
put him out to stud?

No, he's sterile. So it's either
the dude ranch or the glue factory.

The glue factory?
You're kidding.

Unfortunately, in this game
sometimes you gotta cut your losses.

Well, how about
I cut your losses for you?

How much to take him
off your hands?

- Johnny, hey, what are you doing?
- Are you crazy?

I owe his granddad, bro. Plus, I'm flush
with network funds anyway.

How much?

Two grand.

- Two grand?
- Yeah, Ari.

- Do you want this movie, E?
- What are you talking about?

I'm talking about money.
Your girl is asking for too much of it.

No, Vince spoke to her. She said it was
all good. We were just waiting

- for the studio to sign off.
- It's 3:30. They're not gonna sign off.

They've gone as high
as they can go.

So unless she starts
slashing prices

like Crazy Eddie,
it's bye-bye, Bogota.

- Well, how far off are they?
- 100%.

It's an arthouse movie.
She's trying to turn it into M:i:III.

I think she's trying
to blow the deal.

The clock is ticking.

Get back to me, E.
I gotta run.

I don't even know
what to say.

I do. I'm sorry.
I will fast the whole week

to prove to you
how sorry I am.

Just get your ass in that temple and set
a good example for your children.

Give me the phone.

And the bat phone.

Thank you.

Vince, I'm completely
shocked to be hearing this,

because when I left
they said there was no problem

and nobody's called me back since
to tell me otherwise.

Well, will you
call them back, please,

find out what they're talking about,
lock this thing down?

I wouldn't even know where to reach
them. I don't have Nick's number.

Well, you do
have Ari's.

You want me
to call Ari?

I know you hate
dealing with him,

but do it for me,
please.

- Sure.
- Thank you, Amanda.

I appreciate it.
Bye-bye.

Yep.

What, she didn't want
to call Ari?

Understandable, no?

- What?
- I mean, you know,

do you think there's maybe any truth
to what Ari was saying?

That she's trying to screw this up?
Why would she do that?

Maybe she doesn't like it for you
'cause she didn't find it for you.

- Come on.
Or maybe she doesn't want you

to go away for six months.
Handcuffs, Vince.

Aw, the downside of fucking
the representatives.

You agree with these guys
too, Johnny?

Don't get me wrong,
Amanda's a hot-looking broad,

but she ain't never had
a piece like you, bro.

- Huh.
- You think Vince is a piece, Drama?

- It's a figure of speech, jackass.
- Whatever.

Whatever whatever.

- What is your problem?
- My problem is the deal isn't done,

and you're talking to her like she's
your girlfriend and not your agent.

- She's dealing with it.
- I hope so.

Where are we gonna keep this guy,
Drama, seriously?

Right here, till we find him
a good home.

What's the problem?

No problem.

On this holiest of days,

God asks us
to look within ourselves

and ask forgiveness

for the things
we have done to wrong each other.

Though a solemn day,

we can look at it
with hope,

for in this year
we will be better.

We will act
out of kindness

and selflessness.

I think that's
your phone.

Have you ever heard
of "vibrate"?

We will practice
the call to action...

What if
that was Amanda?

Nick, it'll have
to wait.

What if it was Vince?
What if it was E?

Nick, it will have
to wait.

Look, I can't afford
to wait, okay?

I'm the one who fucked up the quote.
My father says

any more mistakes,
I'm gonna have to get a real job.

Ari, I'm gonna end up drunk again
selling insurance.

I have to go back
to Arthur.

Ari, don't.

Baby, the kid is melting down
like Phil Mickelson at Winged Foot.

I can't abandon a brother in peril,
not on the high holidays.

Abandon me again, Ari,
and you're gonna have to do

a whole lot more
than pray.

- I wouldn't move, Daddy.
- RABBl: We must face the wrong

we have done to others
this year

and the wrong
that has been done unto us.

$5000 to board a horse,

and that doesn't even include food.
I am so pissed right now.

You think you're pissed?
Wait till the gardener sees

he has to clean up
more than just Arnold's shit on Tuesday.

Maybe you should
return him, Johnny.

I can't, bro.

I love him.

Yo, the King just
left the building.

What do you mean?

I mean he just walked
right out of the gate.

- Where did he go?
- He didn't say, Drama.

You can't babysit
for two seconds, can you?

How is this my fault?

King!
King!

I told you.

Well, get in the car, Turtle.
We gotta find him.

We'll be right back.
Come on, you fat bastard, let's go.

Shut up.

- It's Amanda. Hello.
- Hey.

So I left word for Ari
and I'm just waiting for a callback.

She's waiting
for a callback. What?

Well, she should call Ari again.
Let me talk to her.

Hold on.
E wants to talk to you.

- Hello.
- What's up, E?

Uh, Amanda,
you should call Ari.

We have a deadline.
The sun's starting to set.

Eric, what do you want me to do?
I left a message and I said yes.

Well, what if he
doesn't get it in time?

Eric, do you
really believe

that Arthur Gatoff is gonna scrap an
$80-million movie

based on some
ridiculous deadline?

Well, that's what the producer of
the movie says, so yes, I do.

Okay, Eric, the producer and his
new high-powered agent

are trying to hold a gun to our heads
and you're falling for it.

He calls this an arthouse film?
This is 50 arthouse films.

So, please, just relax

and all will be fine.
Trust me, okay?

Okay?

Okay.

Now I will call you
when I hear something.

What'd she say?

She thinks the deadline
doesn't mean shit.

What do you think?

I think she's been
on this movie five minutes.

We've been chasing it
two years.

I don't want to lose
this movie, Vince.

So what do you want to do?
I'll do anything you want.

I want to go find
Nick and Ari ourselves.

Old school E ain't playin'.
Alrighty.

King! Oh, King!

Are you around here, King?

He's a horse, Drama,
not a housecat.

- I think we'd see him if he was around.
- Don't even talk to me, Turtle.

I did not leave
the gate open, all right?

I told you it opens automatically
with the sensors.

Not when I go out there,
it don't.

That's 'cause he's a horse, Drama.
He weighs 3000 Ibs.

- Just drive the car.
- All right, relax, we'll find him.

We'd better.
'Cause if anything happens to him,

I'll never
forgive myself.

Look.

Thank God.

King! King!

All right, don't crowd him,
don't crowd him.

Step away. Step away from the horse.
He gets a little nervous.

How are you doing, buddy?
Where have you been?

Is this your horse?

Indeed it is, young lady.
Indeed it is.

Cool. The cops have been
asking everyone.

Excuse me, Officers,
it's this guy's horse.

Can we eat yet?

In five minutes, Shel,
you can eat till you drop.

Okay okay.

Excuse me.

I'm not even making a call.
I'm just checking messages.

In four minutes, Ari,
when the sun is down.

Look at your uncle.

Shelley!

Sorry sorry.
I'm a bad Jew. Shoot me.

Hey, Ari.

Oh, will you look
at this, huh?

The boys from Queens
are in the market for some brisket.

- Sorry to bother you.
- We don't mean to intrude.

We tried to call you
but no one was answering.

Well, that would be my fault.
I have his phones.

What's up?

- We're in, Ari.
- Whatever it takes. Just tell us

- how to get a hold of Nick.
- That's easy. You got a phone?

What?
They're not Jewish.

Don't you dare
answer that phone, Nick.

Hey!
My life is falling apart!

I haven't eaten
in 10 hours!

So get off my ass!

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

- Hello.
- Nick, I'm standing here with Vince.

- Hey, Nick.
- He's in.

I'm in, Nick.
Whatever you need.

ARl: He'll jump
on a plane tonight,

lock a deal down tomorrow
if everyone agrees to be fair.

Yeah, well,
life's not fair, guys.

What do you mean?

It's over. It's over.
The sun has set.

- What are you talking about?
- We've still got two minutes.

- We're good to go.
- He pulled the plug, Ari.

Gatoff yanked it right
out of the fucking wall.

- What do you mean, Nick?
- I mean it's gone.

Eric, it's gone.
The movie is gone

and there's nothing
I can do about it.

6:58.
Everybody can eat.

Thanks, I lost
my appetite.

$5000 bucks
for not having a permit.

That's twice what I paid
for the big boy.

And you're gonna keep
getting tickets, Drama.

You gotta give
this guy back.

They'll send him
to the glue factory, Turtle.

No go.

We gotta find him
a good home.

Do you know anyone
that's got horses?

You know everyone
I know, Drama. No.

I got an idea.

Oh, this doesn't
sound good.

Oh no, it's good.
It's very good

for my horse and my career.
Come, boy. Come on, King.

- Where are you going?
- Help me get him in the trailer.

Guys, I know how much
you wanted this, and as a friend

I can only say
I'm sorry.

- Thanks.
- Thanks, Ari.

Hey, you know, and thanks for not
bashing Amanda during this.

I know you've been
dying to.

I think the situation
speaks for itself.

- Ari.
- Sorry sorry.

- See you, Ari.
- Good night.

He would have never
let this happen.

No, he wouldn't have.
So what now?

Now I deal with it.

Take me to the restaurant.

Hey, Eddie.

Hey, Johnny.
What's up?

Sorry to bother you. I hope you're not
in the middle of dinner.

No no, we just finished.
But how did you get my address?

Good one, Eddie.
But I've been here before.

Have you?

Haven't I?

What's going on?
Are you nervous about the premiere?

Look, people are gonna watch,
trust me, all right?

No no, I feel good
about that.

I just came by
to say thank you

'cause I owe you
big time for this one.

- And I won't let you down.
- That's good, that's good.

I appreciate that,
all right?

And I brought you a gift
as a token of my appreciation.

- A gift?
- Yeah yeah.

Come here.
You're gonna love it.

Turtle!

You bought me a horse?

Yeah, well, I thought
since you have small kids...

Are you out of your fucking mind?
This is Beverly Hills.

What am I gonna do
with a horse?

Oh my God,
a horse!

Is that for my birthday?
He's so beautiful!

Thank you, man.

Nice.

Do you want me
to go in with you?

No, I got it.

But wait.
It'll be quick.

I'm sorry, Vince.

Are you?

What does that mean?

It means, Amanda,
I chased this movie for two years

harder than I've chased
anything in my life

and I wanted it so badly.

I know, Vince,
and I wanted it for you.

- It doesn't feel that way.
- No? How does it feel?

It feels like you stalled.
And I'm just wondering,

are you stalling as my agent
because you don't like the project

or as my girlfriend

because you don't like the idea
that I'll be gone for six months?

Ari convinced you
that I stalled?

I lost a project. What difference does
it make who it was?

The difference is,
you have never let Ari go.

Well, maybe
I shouldn't have.

No, maybe you
shouldn't have.

But let me just
tell you this:

I didn't lose the movie.
The movie was lost

when Nick Rubenstein barged
into Arthur Gatoff's temple

for the second time
this afternoon

like the spoiled
little baby he is.

Now Arthur pays people
to make his life easier,

but today
Nick didn't do that.

Instead, he aggravated
him even more.

And I know this because Arthur called me
right after sundown.

And you know what he said?
"This movie was plagued since day one.

I'm gonna cut my losses.
But I love Vince.

I'd love to do just about
anything else with him.

Let's set a lunch. "

I feel stupid.

Probably doesn't happen
to you a lot, huh?

So what do we do now?

Now, Vince,
we say goodbye.