Entourage (2004–2011): Season 6, Episode 6 - Murphy's Lie - full transcript

Sometimes people have
a connection

that just can't be explained.

- Why fight it?
- Because you know my uncle

doesn't like you!
You know what he'll do!

Let me worry
about your uncle.

You just worry
about me.

Don't look, Turtle.

It's gonna
be over soon.

Oh, Jesus.

You know when they say a guy
can never bang his girl again

after he watches her give birth?
That is what this is like.



Okay, and cut!
Cut the rain. Beautiful.

I want to do a lighting change.
We'll pick this up in 30.

You're gonna
do more takes?

I'm sorry.
I just thought you had it.

Man on radio:
We've got 30 minutes.

- Hey!
- How was that?

- Fantastic.
- That wasn't so bad, right?

That was the worst thing
I've ever seen in my life.

- Stop it.
- Eww! It's like you just kissed me.

- You'd like that, wouldn't you?
- I've got to go into makeup. Can you stay?

- Class starts in an hour.
- Good luck, college man.

- Call me later.
- Eww! You just kissed me again.

- You're gonna get hit, Drama.
- Go ahead.

Don't break
your hand on my pythons.



- Eric: Yo!
- Yo, E, where you been?

- You missed everything.
- Sorry, rough night.

Why? What happened?

Where can
I get some coffee?

You called Ashley "Sloan"
and you weren't even mid-fuck?

Oh, that's the worst. That's why
I always stick with "Yeah, baby!"

Whose name would you accidentally
call out? Vince's?

- So how'd you cover?
- I told her she was hearing things.

- Jesus.
- I bet she took that well.

- Yeah, she left.
- Who wouldn't?

- Why didn't you chase after her?
- 'Cause he loves Sloan.

- Ah.
- Why else would a sober man

who isn't about to come
do something so stupid?

I was distracted
thinking about the job.

I wasn't expecting an offer to come
so fast or how Vince would feel about it.

Hey, don't blame me.
I feel fine.

I think you knew
you wanted the job.

You just didn't want
to be Sloan's bitch.

He's already Vince's bitch.
It suits him.

I appreciate that, Turtle...
from one bitch to another.

I am no longer a bitch.

After today, I am a college man...

if I could focus.

Relax, Turtle.
Your girl is in good hands.

Just send her back as untainted
as possible. I've gotta go.

Yo, E, do you want to hang
before your meeting with Murray

- or should I go with Turtle?
- Nah, I think I'm gonna go talk to Ashley.

- You mean Sloan.
- Funny.

- So what are you going to say to her?
- I don't know yet.

- Let me give you some advice.
- Oh, please do, Drama.

I know you like to think of yourself
as Honest Abe and all,

but in this situation,
lie like a mattress.

What are you doing,
buddy?

I'm waking you up
with my mind.

Good work.

- What time is it?
- It's late.

Sh-shoot.

Daddy, you almost said shit.

Baby.

Baby, please.

I'm sorry.

What do I got to do
for you to forgive me?

- Not get me a car.
- It's nice though, isn't it?

- It's insulting.
- Baby, I ache.

I haven't been able
to look left in days.

I can't work.
I can't sleep.

- It's cold down there.
- Aw, what a shame.

I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have lied to you.

Listen,
from here on I swear

if one of my friends
so much as jerks off

you're gonna be
the first to know.

- I appreciate that.
- So you forgive me?

- I'm thinking about it.
- When I was in college

I got drunk
and passed out.

Mike Young teabagged me
and took a picture of it.

I've never told anyone.

Where's the picture?

I've offered millions
for it and been turned down.

- I forgive you.
- So I can get back in bed?

I just made that bed.

I'll remake it.
Come here and punish me.

It is a very nice car.

- Both: Oh.
- What are you guys doing?

Um, Daddy lost
his contact lens.

- We're looking for it. I think it's over here.
- Mm-hmm. Yeah.

You guys are gross.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Can I come in for a second?
- I was actually just about to run out.

- I just need one second.
- Okay.

I wish
you would've called.

I've got just, like,
a million things to do.

- Well, I just wanted to apologize.
- For what?

- Well, I'm sorry I called you Sloan.
- Oh, you did call me Sloan?

- I thought I was hearing things.
- Well, you weren't, so...

'Cause that's what you told me last night...
that I was hearing things.

I know what I told you.

It was embarrassing enough
that you said it,

but you made it worse when you tried
to convince me that you didn't.

Well, I'm sorry.

- Why were you thinking about her?
- I don't know.

Probably because
she called the day before.

- Why did she call? What did she want?
- I have no idea.

You were right there.
You heard the whole thing.

I heard your side.

I really hate that I'm
being put in a position

- to be a jealous freak.
- You're not.

- But I just want to know.
- What do you want to know?

Have you been with her
since you've been with me?

- Have I been with her?
- Have you slept with her, Eric? Come on.

What?! Ashley, no.
No, I swear to God.

Look, she called. Before that,
I hadn't seen her since the premiere.

Okay.

Yeah?

Yeah, okay.

I like you, Eric.

- I like you a lot.
- Well, I like you too.

- But just don't lie to me.
- I won't.

I'm sorry.

You're really cute
when you're sorry.

Well, then I'm really
really sorry.

You have a meeting.

I have an hour.

Well, in that case...

But you so much as mutter anything
resembling that bitch's name

- and I will hurt you.
- Oh, not a problem.

And cut! That was great!

- That was great.
- Huh! Whoo!

- How was that one?
- That was good.

- Better?
- Yeah, definitely.

You can tell me. I can
handle a little criticism.

Your tongue's
kind of strong.

- Really?
- It's no big deal.

It's just my teeth are
a little sore.

I'll relax
on this one.

- Tim: I think we got it.
- Jamie: Yeah?

I love the passion
on that take.

Jamie didn't feel great
about that one.

- No? Let's do another one.
- No no no, I'm great.

If you think we've got it,
Tim, let's move on.

- It was great for me. Great, let's move on.
- Great.

- Timmy!
- Hey, Dan.

- How are you?
- You see that take?

Oh, yeah yeah,
it looked good.

As good as one can look kissing
Johnny Chase.

- Mr. Coakley.
- How are you, Johnny?

What brings you down here
to our little operation?

I heard Miss Sigler had
graced us with her talent.

I wanted to come down
and say hello.

- Hello.
- Hi, I'm Dan Coakley.

- I'm a big fan.
- And the boss.

- Oh. Hi, nice to meet you.
- And you as well.

I was surprised we were able
to get you to do this.

- Well, Johnny's a friend.
- Terrific.

Well, I love what I saw

and I've got a couple of things
I'd love to talk with you about,

- if that's okay.
- Um, yeah, sure.

Timmy, how close
are you to breaking?

- As soon as we light the shot.
- Okay.

- Can I take you to lunch?
- Yeah.

Jamie, I thought maybe you and I
would have lunch.

You guys are friends.
You can lunch anytime.

Jamie and I have to talk
about our future together.

Sounds serious.
Do I need my agent or my lawyer?

Or your bodyguard.

If you like anything I have,
we can call your people after.

Okay.
Johnny, are you okay?

- Yeah. Yeah.
- Okay.

Let me just get cleaned up.
I'll meet you back here.

Okay, great.

So, Dan, you still seeing
that chick from "Lost"?

I got rid of her before
the island did, John.

I was hitting that cutie
on "Brothers & Sisters. "

Not Sally Field?

No, John,
not Sally Field.

Maybe we could have
office phone sex, baby.

Haven't done that
since the early '90s.

You have glass doors.

Yeah, it'll be
Lloyd's year-end bonus.

He'd rather that than cash.
Trust me.

You're disgusting.

Too disgusting to spend a couple
of nights in Cabo with?

God, Ari, this fight has
made you very romantic.

I love you
so much right now

I may even let you
play golf with me.

Maybe we should
fight more often.

No more fights.
Smooth sailing from here on out.

Marlo: Where's the whore
who is fucking my husband?!

Huh?! Where are you, whore?!
What about you?!

- Are you fucking my husband?!
- Baby, I'll call you back.

Where is she?!
What's her name?!

- Mr. Gold, I think we have a problem.
- No shit, Lloyd.

What about you?

Are you the whore
who's fucking my husband?

Who's your husband?

- Marlo.
- Where is she, Ari?

- Come on.
- Where is the nasty slut

who is fucking my worthless piece
of shit husband?

Ari: Come on,
let's go talk in my office.

- Please. Come on.
- Come on out, you skank!

- Come here. Come here.
- Where is she?

- Sit down.
- I want to look her in the eye

and I want to ask her

what she wants
with my husband.

- Okay, just take a breath.
- Why? Are you protecting her?

- No.
- Oh my God!

Are you fucking her too?

Is this some kind
of sick threesome?

Because unlike
your lying ass,

I will tell your wife!

Just keep my wife out of this.
This is between you and Andrew.

Oh, you got involved when you
advised him to follow his dick!

Now I want you to point me
in the direction

and tell me
where she is!

- I can't do that.
- Well, I'll find her eventually.

I see about
12 candidates already.

This is some whorehouse
you are running.

- Listen, Marlo...
- 15 years in the Valley

and Andrew never worked
with anyone under 50.

Listen, this is just
a terrible misunderstanding.

All right, Marlo?
Calm down.

You ruined my family, Ari.

I want my family back.

You didn't lose them.
Go home to your children.

- Let me talk to Andrew.
- You've done enough talking.

Let me try again.
I've known him long enough

to know this is just
a crisis of character.

He loves his family.
He wants to be with you.

You have to calm down
and work on forgiving him.

Oh, he fucks up
and I have to work?

What are you looking at, bitch?
Keep walking!

Where's Andrew?

I don't know.
Lizzie's office?

Find them both now!

Use the mint soap so you don't smell
like a girl for your interview.

It's not an interview.
It's an offer.

Sorry, hotshot.

Your offer, which you still
seem hesitant to take.

I just want to make sure
he wants me for me.

- And not for Vince, you mean.
- There's that.

What else is there?

I don't know.

Have some
confidence, Eric.

You are very wonderful.

Thank you.

Hey, do you have
an extra toothbrush?

No, sorry.

Sloan: Hey, E, look,
I'm so sorry about yesterday.

I didn't mean to be pushy.
If you don't want the job, don't take it.

But I hope you think about it 'cause
I think it could be really great for you.

Anyway, good to see you.
Okay, bye.

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Hey, could you
throw me a towel?

Ashley?

Vince: Oh. Maybe I should go
back to school.

It does look fun,
right?

Hey.

- How's it going?
- Sweet car.

- Thanks, man.
- Hey, I know you.

I don't think you do.

Yeah, you're Jamie-Lynn
Sigler's boyfriend.

- Saw you in "People. "
- Oh yeah, that's right. I saw that too.

I love it.
You're a star, Turtle.

Holy shit. Vince.
Man, what's up?

- Not much.
- What are you doing here?

Just taking
my son to school.

- That's so cool.
- Sweet.

All right, I've got to head in.
What are you gonna do?

Well, I've got an hour.

So I'll mingle.

All right.

You miss me already, Johnny?
I just left you.

Drama: I got a problem, bro.
You got a minute?

Yeah sure, what's wrong?

- Is Turtle near you?
- No, he just left for class.

My boss is trying
to bang Jamie.

- What?
- I tried to stop him, bro.

- But he wooed her.
- Wooed her how?

He's a real smooth talker,
this guy,

and real good looking.
And he fucks actresses.

- What actresses?
- All of them.

Not Jamie.
She's not that kind of girl.

She jerked Turtle
on a plane.

Johnny, calm down.
Take a deep breath.

- Nothing's gonna happen.
- Not under my watch it ain't.

Johnny.

Gotta go.
Gotta go.

I've got 45 minutes
till class.

- You wanna hang?
- Yeah.

Lloyd: Mr. Gold, Miss Grant and
Mr. Klein are here to see you.

55 minutes it took
Lloyd to find you.

Humor me, tell me
where you were.

Fucking in the bathroom,
blowing him under his desk?

Ari, I don't wish to be
spoken to like this.

And I don't wish to have to worry about
where you are and what you're doing.

You don't have to.

That's right, I don't.

Because you're fired,
both of you.

- What? Why?
- Ari.

Did you not hear
about his wife

providing us with this
morning's entertainment?

- I was out working.
- Working who?

John Stamos.
And I signed him.

With a pen or his cock?

Ari, don't talk
to me like that.

Whatever. It doesn't matter
who you signed.

You both are unquestionably good
at what you do.

But call me old fashioned,

this won't work for me.
Not in my office.

There is no more of this.
Tell him.

- Tell him.
- There is no more.

- It's over.
- She ended it.

I left my wife,
I left my family,

- I gave up everything.
- I didn't ask you to.

In fact,
I told you not to.

I love her.
I love you.

You barely know me.
Grow up.

Ari, I heard your warning

and I have done everything since then
to make this mistake disappear.

How can you call it
a mistake?

I would like to go
back to my desk now.

I'd like to go do my job.

Go.

You so much as eye-fuck
another agent in this building,

I will deport you
naked to the Taliban.

Oh, I thought we
really had something.

You weak pathetic pussy.

I was never a weak man.

This transition,
this... God!

- It's just broken me.
- You're breaking me.

Ari, don't fire me, okay?

You know how well
I'm doing.

You look great.

Last night was rough.
Marlo froze all my assets,

my credit cards.
I couldn't get $5.

Lizzie wouldn't take me in.
I slept in my car.

Thank God we live in L.A. It's 70°.

I don't...
I don't know where I'm gonna go.

- Go home.
- Come on, Marlo would never have me.

Actually, she would.

One in very few guys get that
have-a-free-piece-of-pussy pass.

You, my friend,
have it.

Marlo wants you back.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I don't know.
I don't know.

- I don't know if I could ever...
- Andrew!

There was a time when
Marlo made you smile.

Remember that time.
Remind her of it.

And if that doesn't work you do
what every other married man does,

think of someone else
when you fuck her.

But get it together,
for yourself, for your kids.

Most importantly, for me.
Andrew, go home.

You have
no other options.

Hey, Ashley.
It's me... again.

Listen, I'm freaking
out a little bit.

I just...
I don't really under...

understand
where you went.

Would you call me, please?

Eric, fuck off!

I think my girlfriend
just told me to fuck off.

- Ouch, bro.
- Yeah.

Hey, Eric, did you meet
the incomparable Steve Nash?

- We were just getting acquainted.
- How are you doing?

I'm courting Eric to be
our newest manager.

- It's a great place.
- Seems pretty impressive so far.

Hi.
Your parking.

- Murray, always a pleasure.
- Indeed.

- Eric, good luck with your girl.
- Thanks, buddy.

- Let me show you around.
- Steve Nash, huh?

We represent
a lot of athletes.

- You like football?
- You kidding? I love football.

Maybe I'll take you to
the Super Bowl this year.

- How's that sound?
- Sounds great.

Come on, you're an actor.
Why so shy?

Put the camera away,
please.

God, I'm creating art here.
Are you not an artist?

I don't do nudity.

What if I get a friend over here
and then she can tape for us?

Uh, no.

- Two friends? I can do it.
- Still no.

You know what?
I've got to get this. I've got to get this.

Yo, Johnny. No.

- I lost her, bro.
- What do you mean?

I was at the commissary watching them eat
and they somehow slipped away.

She has to do the scene.
I'm sure she'll be right back.

Yeah, well, I hope so.
She's not in her trailer.

Hey, Jimmy,
did you see Jamie?

I want to run lines
before we shoot.

She's with Coakley. He just called
to see if we could push her an hour.

- And you said yes?
- Why wouldn't I?

- Because the guy's a predator.
- Why would I care?

Jesus Christ. This is bad, bro.
This is really bad.

Uh, what?

Oh, Christ, it's Turtle.

Tell him I'll meet him
at the car in 20 minutes.

- I'm not answering it.
- You got to answer the phone, Johnny.

Hang on.

Yo, Turtle.
All good, all good.

- Class good?
- Yeah. You sound weird. Everything okay?

- No no, all good.
- I just tried Jamie. She didn't pick up.

I was gonna grab Vince
and roll back over.

No need to do that.

I'm gonna do it anyway, weirdo.
See you in a bit.

Vince.

Vince!

- Oh shit. Hello?
- Don't stop.

- Johnny.
- We're ready for you, Drama.

- I'm coming, I'm coming.
- Johnny, what did Turtle say?

He said he needs an hour.
Go find something to do.

- Uh, okay.
- Later.

Later.

Maybe you should call one
of those friends of yours.

You know, Eric,
I really like you.

Sloan knows a good thing
when she sees one.

- Yeah, well...
- It's a pity you two aren't still together.

We're friends though.
We both moved on.

How does the new girl feel about
your friend putting you up for a job?

- She doesn't know.
- Trust me, I've been married four times.

It's only a matter of time before
she finds out. She won't be thrilled.

Well, the truth is
I'm not really thrilled

about my ex-girlfriend
putting me up for a job either.

Get over it 'cause all she did
was tell me about you.

I've done my research
and I like you.

That's how I work.
So what else?

Murray, this place
is amazing.

This is exactly what
I've been looking for...

a place with people
to bounce ideas off of,

resources, somewhere to feel like
I really exist in this town.

- And your concern is?
- That this is about Vince.

- You're very insecure.
- Not usually.

Look, I want Vince.
Who doesn't?

But my business was
not built on talent

'cause talent comes and goes.

This place was built on the people
who work in this office.

- So if Vince fired me?
- You think he would?

Well, he has before.

The pitfalls
of having one client.

It's not a great situation.

Which is exactly why
you need to be here

where they'll be
multiple Vinces.

And should one
tell you to fuck off,

you'd have nothing
more than a bad day.

I'm worth more than 90%
of my clients, Eric.

Here's my offer.

Well, uh...

yeah, I mean, I make
more than this now.

If Vince fired you,
you'd make nothing.

Here you'd still make that.
It's pretty good.

And you do good,
it'll get better.

Do you want to be
a part of something?

- Yeah, I do.
- Good, start Monday.

- I'm gonna kill it for you, Murray.
- I have no doubt.

Now go home and find out what
you did to your girlfriend.

Thanks.
I'll see you on Monday.

Standby!

You know Coakley
banged my old girl, right?

- Shut up.
- I'm serious. Rachel.

- Tim: Ready to try another take?
- Yeah yeah yeah, let's do it.

- I don't remember any Rachel.
- Yeah, this was years ago.

I was devastated over it.
Didn't really recover till I got this show,

which was Dan's way of apologizing.
He didn't make me...

Would you stop talking about this?
This is an important episode for me.

Okay, let's roll cameras.

Yeah yeah, sure.
I'm sorry.

Sound rolling,
scene 23, take 6.

Okay,
and background action.

Action!

Her uncle don't got
nothing on me.

He's some loudmouthed,
wide-bellied...

Line!
What's that line again?

Jesus Christ.
Let's cut.

Uh, Johnny, that's like six takes.
What's the problem?

I'm just having
a hard time focusing.

Want me to get you
some Ritalin?

No no, I got it.
Let's go again.

Yeah, let's do it right away.
Right away, come on.

You really worried about
what he's doing with Jamie?

Hell yeah, he's worried.
And he should be.

Shut up, Brandon.
You don't know anything.

Okay, let's roll camera.

- Okay.
- I know it hurt when I lost my girl.

Probably would have hurt even more
if I lost my best friend's girl.

Sound rolling,
scene 23, take 7.

And action!

- I'll be right back!
- Drama!

I need a ride to Studio 8.

No, man. I'm sorry, I have
to wait here for Mr. Busfield.

- Talent first.
- I'm sorry.

So am I.

Seriously?
Come on.

Yo, Drama.
Drama!

Hello, Mr. Chase.
Can I help you?

- Where's Coakley?
- In a meeting.

He doesn't want
to be disturbed.

Me neither,
but it's my lot in life.

What are you
doing here, John?

Uh, where's Jamie?

Uh...

Would you give us
a second, please?

What, do you have some kind of
self-destructive career death wish?

I just want to know
where she is.

She should be back on set.
I finished with her 20 minutes ago.

Did you fuck her, Dan?

- What?
- Did you fuck her?

Are you
hitting that, John?

No, but my boy is.
Which means you better not be.

Oh, careful, Johnny. You are not a
good enough actor to threaten your boss.

Yeah well, I'm a good
enough friend.

- Keep that in mind.
- Relax.

I didn't fuck her.

But I'm going to.
'Cause all I can think about now

is how sweet it would be to ram
Tony Soprano's daughter from behind...

Big mistake, John.

I can have you killed.

- Yeah? By who?
- The writers.

Move out the way,
dead man walking.

Ashley.
I see you in there.

Would you just please open up
and tell me what I did?

What do you want from me, Eric?

I just want to know
why you're mad at me.

Because you're a liar
and I hate liars.

I haven't even seen you since we left.
How could I have lied?

- It doesn't matter.
- Please, I'm sure I can explain.

Yeah, I'm sure
you can too,

and I'd rather not set myself up
to look like an idiot again.

- Ashley, come on.
- Fine, tell me again

- what's going on with you and Sloan.
- What? Nothing.

Tell me when
was the last time you saw her.

Where is this coming from?

She called you.
Said she saw you yesterday.

You fucking lied to me
and I fucked you after you did.

I didn't lie to you. You asked me
if I'd been with her and I haven't.

Yes, I saw her yesterday
by chance.

She put me up for this job which is
why I'm considering not taking it.

But I haven't been with her.
I swear on my mother.

Yeah, I knew you'd
have an explanation.

- You're smooth like that.
- Smooth? I'm not smooth.

Ashley, nobody's ever
called me smooth. Please.

Eric, just forget whatever
this situation may

or may not be and admit you
still have feelings for her.

- Come on.
- Don't be like every otherjerk in this town.

Here's your one chance
to clear it all with me

and let me think of you
in a good light.

Ashley, look,
I like you a lot.

Do you still have
feelings for her?

Just answer me
truthfully, please.

Yeah, I guess I do.
I'm sorry.

Me too.

Goodbye, Eric.