Entourage (2004–2011): Season 6, Episode 8 - The Sorkin Notes - full transcript

Eric Murphy's office.

Hey, could you hold on
one second?

Eric:
I'd love to sit down with you,

- tell you what I'm doing over here.
- I've got Sloan McQuewick.

Maybe we could find some
business to do together.

- Man: Sure.
- Want to call back?

- That'd be great.
- You got it.

- All right, take care.
- Bye.

- Yeah, put her through.
- You never called her back.

I know.

- Hey.
- Are you seriously not calling me back?



And don't tell me you've
been too busy with work

because I left you a message
before you even started the job.

What, you didn't get it?

Oh, I got your message.
And so did my sort-of girlfriend.

Oh, sorry.

Sorry that I sort of have a girlfriend
or sorry that she got the message?

I didn't know you sort of
had a girlfriend.

I don't anymore, so I guess you didn't
need to know that in the first place.

Look, Eric, I'm sorry.
I just...

No, I know.
It's not your fault.

I was gonna call you back too.
Things just... they've been crazy.

- Why, what happened?
- We think Vince has a stalker.

God, really?
What are you gonna do?

Ari's got us meeting
with some security experts.



- Ari on your cell.
- Well, that's good.

Uh, yeah, I have to go
meet Vince now.

So I've kinda gotta take off.

Okay. Um...

I'll let you go then.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Eric, I was calling you

because I wanted to make sure
you weren't mad at me.

- Sloan, I'm not mad at you.
- Okay, good.

- We'll talk soon.
- Okay, I'll talk to you later.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- Yo.
- Keep me on hold longer.

Sorry, I actually
have to work nowadays.

I'm glad you finally admit
the last five years of your life

- were all a fantasy provided by me.
- What's up?

- Aren't I seeing you in a few minutes?
- I'm not going to make it.

I just wanted to assure you,
as I did Vince,

Aaron Cohn knows what's what.
Trust him,

listen to him,
this is serious business.

- No, I understand.
- Call me right after.

- I will.
- I gotta... go.

What the hell's going on?
Huh? What the...

Don't worry, Mr. Gold,
he's not dead.

- I felt for a pulse.
- Everyone get out of here!

Or I'm going to be checking
all of you for a pulse

and not finding one!

How long has he
been like this?

He hasn't moved in the 20 minutes
I've been here.

Jesus Christ.
Barbara here?

It's before noon, Ari.
She's not here yet.

I mean "Mr. Gold. "
It's before noon!

- Vanish!
- Yes, sir.

Wake up!

What time is it?

It's time for you to wake up and tell me
why you think this is a Holiday Inn.

God.

I didn't sleep last night at all.
I'm in a daze.

I'm sorry I'm in your office,
but my couch sucks.

- Are you on drugs?
- Drugs?!

- Coke, dust, smack...
- Ari, no!

No, I took
a sleeping pill.

- Or maybe two.
- Why didn't you take it at home?

I don't have a home anymore,
officially.

- Why, what did you do now?
- It wasn't me, it was my wife.

- I spoke to her. She forgave you.
- No!

She can't forgive me... she won't.
She told me I can't live there.

- You can't live here!
- This all happened late last night.

I was gonna go to your house,
but I thought this would be better.

- A hotel would have been better!
- I don't have any money.

I told you,
she controls all of it.

She turned off all of my credit.
I had my company cards,

but I thought I didn't want to use it
for personal expenses.

- Good thinking.
- And I set my Berry alarm for 5:30.

I didn't expect to sleep...

How are you going
to handle Sorkin today?

The same way that
I have been handling him.

I'm fine, Ari.
Aaron Sorkin will be

signed, sealed
and delivered

to this agency today,

if I have to finance every future
project of his myself.

- With what money?
- I'm prepared for this.

- I just need to wake up.
- And change.

Yes!
And change.

Who just walked through my lobby
in a robe and pajamas?

- Andrew Klein.
- Where the fuck is Ari?

Is this guy
Mossad or what?

Aren't all Israelis?

I'll bet he's
observing us right now.

He's gonna come in
and grade us on our vigilance.

What do you think Turtle's
face in a bong'll earn us?

An "A" for calmness
under pressure.

I'm not gonna have to walk around
with a giant dude from now on, am I?

Ari says we gotta listen to this guy,
so whatever it takes.

E's all about following
orders nowadays.

- Hardy-har-har.
- Well, it worked for him.

He listened
to his long-lost love

and now he's got a sweet house
and a swanky job.

- Yeah, but he lost Ashley.
- Oooh, I miss Ashley.

- She was spunky.
- He should call her.

- Ashley or Sloan?
- Either.

You guys don't think
it's weird that you have conversations

- about me right in front of me?
- I don't.

Sloan called today.
I was actually kind of rude.

- Oh yeah? Why?
- I don't know.

I got it.

- Hey.
- I'm Aaron Cohn.

Eric Murphy.
Come on in.

Hey, Vince,
how are you doing?

I'm great considering
I'm surrounded by people

who are making me more
and more paranoid each day.

Nobody should
make you paranoid.

- Now who are they?
- I'm Turtle.

- I'm safe.
- I'll be the judge of that.

- Hi. Aaron.
- I'm aware,

as I'm sure you're aware
I'm Johnny Chase.

So you use no
alarm system at all?

Just our trusty
attack dog.

Well, we'd better
reinforce the windows.

- With what?
- Steel frame around the edges,

bulletproof glass.

I don't want anything
coming through these.

- Nothing gets in, nothing gets out.
- What if there's a fire?

Get a hose.
Vince, here's what we're gonna do.

We're gonna turn
this house into Fort Knox...

armored windows, hi-res cameras
and around-the-clock

VIP protection from the finest trained
predators on God's planet.

- Is all this really necessary?
- Is it really necessary

to waste my time
with stupid questions?

That's not nice.
Is that nice?

I'm talking a real multilayered
security system.

We have a specific threat. We have
an individual who's already crossed the line.

You'll have three to five men
stationed here in the house

and two will follow you
wherever you go.

- How much is this gonna cost?
- I take a $100,000 retainer

and then I'll put together the budget
for getting your full system put in place.

- Jesus.
- Wow.

There's 600 grand
sitting in your driveway.

Tell me what's worth more...
your cars or your head?

- I'm not gonna fire him!
- Then I will.

On what grounds?
That he wore his pajamas to work?

On the grounds that he is
a distraction and a mess.

He's having some domestic disturbances.
Christ, how many have you had?

- Show some sympathy.
- I have zero for him,

- and zero for you.
- I don't need any.

Oh yes, you do.

Because your failed experiment
from the Valley is a complete bust.

Everybody knows it
and look at you!

You're still hanging on
for dear life!

Listen, has the collagen seeped
into your brainstem, Babs?

He is not a bust.
He is killing it for us.

He is just about
to sign Aaron Sorkin.

I've been hearing that
for two months now.

- Well, today is the day he's coming in.
- Bullshit.

He's on the books.
Go check.

He's making us
a laughingstock, Ari!

People all over town are hearing
all about these little instances.

Go tell them today is Pajama Wednesday;
we're industry leaders.

If he doesn't sign
Aaron Sorkin today,

you're firing him...
or I am.

Lloyd!

- Yes, sir, Mr. Gold.
- Get Andrew Klein in here right now.

Cohn: Go!

Whoa.

Let's run it again.
I need to shave five seconds.

How was that? Did I seem like
I was in real jeopardy?

I thought you were
a little over the top.

Maybe you should
play Vince next time.

Drama, you're flesh and blood...
it makes it more realistic.

- Well, not really.
- Reset! Drama.

- I think I'm gonna sit this one out.
- Pussy.

I need a visiting
girlfriend this time.

Turtle.

- Oh, come on, Vin!
- I'd really hate to be unprepared.

Let's go, bitch.

- Yo, Turtle, let me get that camera.
- Yo, E, no.

I've got the room wired. You can watch it
downstairs on the monitors.

- Come on, let's go.
- Eric: Enjoy!

- Turtle?
- Yeah, Drama?

Tell me a story.

I know I should be worried,

but this is not
a bad way to start out a day.

- No.
- How's your day?

- It's okay.
- Just okay?

- Come on, are you all right?
- Yeah, totally.

- Sloan in your head?
- No!

- E, you're very easy to read.
- Go!

You're right...
Sloan's in my head, so is Ashley.

It's not a bad head.

- Oh, shit.
- Jesus.

I don't know, I was kind of rude
to Sloan this morning.

So call her back.
She's been calling you for days.

She obviously
wants to talk.

Yeah.

Yeah, you're right.

I'm gonna call her.

Hello?

- Hey.
- Eric?

- Yeah.
- Hey.

- Hey.
- What's up?

- Just calling to say hi.
- Oh. Hi.

I'm sorry if I was
a little rude earlier.

No... no.

- I shouldn't have been.
- Well, probably not.

- Why were you?
- I don't know.

And I never said thank you
for helping me get the job.

I'm loving the place
so far, so thank you.

- You're welcome.
- Thanks.

Um, do you want to grab a drink later
and you can tell me all about the new job?

- A drink?
- Yeah, a friendly drink.

I thought you didn't want
to be friends anymore?

Eric, that was weeks ago.
We can have a drink.

- Are you seeing anyone?
- I said a friendly drink.

I heard you. I was just curious
if you were seeing anyone.

- I told you I was seeing someone.
- I am seeing someone.

- So you have a boyfriend.
- We haven't put a label on it.

- Who is he?
- Look, let's just meet for a drink

and we can catch up
on everything, okay?

- Yeah, sure.
- How's 7:00

at the Bazaar
at the S.L.S. Hotel?

- Sounds good.
- Okay, perfect.

I'll see you then.
Bye.

Why the hell is Andrew Klein
still not in my office?

- His office is trying to locate him.
- What the hell does that mean?

He's got Sorkin!

Andrew Klein's office.

- Where the hell is he?
- Ari, Ari! He's gone missing.

He's got Sorkin
in 13 minutes.

I know, we were supposed
to have a premeeting.

- Did you call him?
- Of course. There's no answer.

- Did you call his house?
- No, Ari, I didn't call his house!

Don't get snide with me. You're the reason
why you can't try his house

and you're the reason no one seems
to know where he is. But I do know

that we've got Aaron Sorkin coming in
and he'd better be signed today

- for your sake.
- Got it.

- Lloyd!
- Yes, sir, Mr. Gold.

Call Andrew Klein from my cell
so my number comes up.

Unless he's dead,
he'll pick up.

Everything okay, Ari?

Why wouldn't it be?

Come on, Marlo!
Just open the damned door.

Go fuck yourself!

Who's that?
Your little whore calling?

- No, it's Ari.
- Tell him to go fuck himself too.

- Hey, Ari.
- Where are you?

- I'm at my house.
- Why, when you have

a meeting with Aaron Sorkin
in 10 minutes?

I'm trying to get my notes for the meeting
but Marlo won't give them to me!

You should have tattooed them
on your little whore's ass!

- You let me in, Marlo!
- Fuck you.

- Whatever's in this house is now mine.
- Andrew!

- Come back to the office.
- Not without my notes, Ari.

I can't do this meeting
without them.

That's because
you are a loser.

You're not smart,
you're not funny

and you can't
fuck for shit.

Do you hear this, Ari?
She's unreasonable.

Andrew, hear this,
focus on it:

This is the most important
meeting of your entire life.

I have stuck my neck out for you
over and over and over,

but if this
does not go well,

you are done here.

- What, you're gonna fire me?!
- Barbara is.

That's great. That's just great.
You hear that, Marlo?

- Ari's gonna fire me.
- And why should I care?

Because even if we
don't get back together,

- you need me to make money!
- Get back together?!

I'd fuck Hamas before
I would fuck you again.

And you need to make
money, my friend,

because I'm gonna
take all you have!

You open the goddamned
door, Marlo!

Andrew, you need
to get in your car

and drive back here
right now.

Not without my notes, Ari.
I have worked on them for a month.

It is the key to me
signing Sorkin.

You don't need your notes.
You need to walk over to your car,

get in and drive here
right now.

If you do that, I promise
you will be okay.

Okay, fine.

She is such a bitch, Ari.

She asked me
to come back and I did.

- I know.
- I did everything I could.

- You're gonna be okay.
- She's a goddamned bitch.

You want your notes,
motherfucker?

Here they are!

- Don't you dare burn my Sorkin notes.
- Andr...

What do you think of that,
you piece of shit?

She's burning
my Sorkin notes.

What the fuck?

- Jesus!
- Andrew!

Andrew?
Andrew!

- Andrew!
- Aaron Sorkin's here.

- Put him in the conference room.
- Andrew's not here yet.

- I'll be in in five.
- Sorkin hates your guts.

And I hate yours, but right now we're all
gonna have to find a way to get along.

She has a boyfriend.

She said they don't
have a label on it.

Let's just hope he puts
a rubber on it.

- Turtle: Jesus!
- Sorry, E.

You're right.
The truth is

the thought of her with
somebody else is making me sick.

E, you haven't been
with her for two years.

- What did you think?
I try not to think about it,

and B: Since I took this job
and this house for her...

Aha!
He admits it.

I haven't been hiding it.
- Since I did,

I didn't think she'd go
and get a possible boyfriend.

You had
a possible girlfriend.

I know, and I liked her and I'm not
with her because of Sloan.

Sloan is all-powerful.
She stops him from getting pussy

- and she won't give him any.
- I know... I should be pissed, right?

- I'd be.
- I am!

- What does she want from me?
- You'll have to ask her.

Vince, any chance this could be
an ex you had a bad breakup with?

- Uh, I don't think so.
- We just found all these photos.

If it's not a random psycho,
it could be someone you know.

- That's not her.
- She's with him.

- Really?
- No, not really.

I obviously left them
here when I moved out.

- She have an axe to grind?
- No, but he does.

Heh!

There he is.

Oh, come on.
Where's Andrew Klein?

- He's feeling a little under the weather.
- So he sent you?

- Yes!
- But I hate you.

Aaron, come on.
It's been years.

I'm not over it.
Is Andrew coming or not?

I am confident that we can do everything
for you here. Everything...

- better than anyone else in town.
- Hello, Aaron.

- This is a waste of my time.
- How are you?

Great, but I think you know I'm not
a big fan of yours either, Barbara.

I think you'll find that

whatever unhappiness you had
in the past we can change

- and now make you happy.
- Look, I like Andrew Klein.

I've been talking to him
for a couple of months.

He said he had the keys
to my kingdom.

He was going to bring me ideas.
I was going to hear them.

I'm confident I can relay
those ideas to you right now.

- Mr. Gold!
- I'm in the middle of a meeting.

- Are you kidding me?
- Sorkin: The meeting's over.

- I'm just flirting with her.
- This is an emergency.

- Andrew Klein is on the phone.
- Oh good, where is he?

Uh...

You can speak.

He's in jail.

Thanks, man, I appreciate that.

Hello?

- Hello!
- It's Ashley.

Hey-yy!
How are you?

- I'm okay, I'm fine.
- Are you sure?

No.

Uh, I mean,

I'm sorry.

Why?
Look, I was the asshole.

Yes, you were,

but I asked for it.

I wanted you to tell me
the truth and you did.

- I should respect that.
- Well, I appreciate it.

And... I miss you.

Hello?
Is that weird to say?

Uh, no, not at all.

I'm just a little
surprised, that's all.

I'm a freak,
I know, but...

I've been thinking and I can understand
why you're not over your ex.

- But if you tell me you're not together...
- We're not together.

We haven't been together
for a long time.

I was just scared that I was
some naive chick getting used.

No, you weren't being used.
I liked you.

- Still?
- Yeah, of course I still do.

Good.
Come over.

- Uh, right now?
- Yeah, I want to see you.

- Uhhhh...
- It's okay if you can't.

- I understand.
- Can I call you back in a bit?

- Yeah, sure.
- Okay, thanks.

- Hey!
- Hello.

Is everything okay?

- Yeah yeah.
- All right, buddy.

Let's go get that drink.

You know what, Sloan?

I don't feel
like drinking.

What do you feel
like doing?

- I think I should go.
- Where?

Hey, buddy, will you hold
that car up, please?

You know, this was
a bad idea.

I gotta go.
I'm sorry.

E, what the fuck?!

Well, what's the point
to this?

- The point to what?
- This!

First you want to be friends,
then you don't want to be friends,

now you want friendly cocktails.
You don't know what you want

and I don't want to fuck it up
with a girl that I kinda like.

- I'm sorry about that, man. Sorry.
- E!

E!
I am doing the best I can.

I do miss you,
but I just need time.

You've had plenty of time, all right?
And in that time, I've found someone else.

I don't want to mess it up while
you're trying to figure out what you want.

Is it that girl? The young one
from the premiere?

- She's 24.
- Yeah.

So that's it?

Yeah, I guess it is.

Aaron, you didn't really
need to come down here.

I tell you, Andrew, I was
so eager to hear your ideas,

I would have gone anywhere.

Go ahead, Andrew,
give them to him.

Give them to him.

Uh...

Look, Aaron, you write,

you produce, um,
in TV and in film.

But I...

I think it's time to...

to conquer
that last frontier...

directing.

I don't want to direct.
I'm a writer.

I like writing. I could have directed
years ago if I wanted to...

He... he... he has more actually.
You have more,

right, Andrew?

Uh...

act as if you have faith

and faith shall
be given to you.

- Jesus, that's pathetic.
- No, he's quoting me.

It's "The West Wing,"
the assassination episode.

I had a lot more of
your quotes written down

and I had a lot of amazing ideas,
brilliant ideas,

but I couldn't get
into my house.

My wife wouldn't let me get them.
I blew that chance.

I blew my marriage,
and if I blow this with you,

I've blown
my career too.

I'm sorry, Aaron.

I drove into my own house
for you, Aaron,

my own...

under-insured overpriced Beverly Hills
motherfucking home.

I took my car
and I put it in gear

and I drove right into
my own goddamn living room.

For you.
Who else would do that?

- I'm sorry.
- I had a rough divorce too.

I get it.

We'll give it a shot.

- Really?
- Yeah, but if he ever calls me, I'm gone.

- Oh, don't you dare.
- What? I have to get it.

- Why?
- Because it could be Vince.

Vince is a big boy.
Come on, I need my Eric fix.

Listen, Vince has a stalker
and something might have happened.

- Seriously?
- Yes.

Yo, everything cool?

Mmm, yeah, totally.

You still with Sloan?
We're going a little stir-crazy.

We're gonna take Big Yoni
out for some fun.

- I'm at Ashley's.
- Ashley's... how?

She's great.
We're great.

Uh-huh, okay, have fun.

I will. You are gonna
get me in trouble.

- Where was he?
- Ashley's.

- At Sloan's.
- Ashley's.

- Interesting.
- Vince, you know

a Curtis Tucker?

- Nope.
- Well, he knows you.

- Found this in the couch.
- What does that mean?

It means that we may
have found our stalker.