Taste of Amanda

E: Yeah, Amanda liked it.
Ari: Yeah, we all know what great taste she has.



Sperm Sample

E: Vince needs a job, Ari.
Ari: I understand that Eric, but you need to understand that you are the reason he doesn’t have one. Vince needs a studio movie, not an Indie! So don’t waste my fucking time with the possibility that maybe Ed Norton might read or may not read some fucking script that may or may not be good because some half ass agent who couldn’t carry my SPERM SAMPLE likes it. OK?



Make Them Stop

Ari (gets a gay strip surprise, sent by Davies): LLOOOOYDDD! You speak their language, make it stop!
Lloyd: It will be over soon Ari, just close your eyes and think of pussy!



Davies’ Mother

Davies: Hope you’re not calling me for releasing your hard on, Ari.
Ari: I call your mother for that, Davies. I actually wanna talk to you about a little misunderstanding. See, practical jokes are for friends, and we ain’t friends.



Guy Code

Ari: Now, I now you don’t know man code, so I want you to swear on Tom getting gangrene on his cock, that you will say nothing.



The Bigger Man

Ari: A shattered world is what you get when you mess with Ari Gold!
Lloyd: Well, if you ask me, Ari Gold should rise up, and be the bigger man.
Ari: Well, unlike your world, where the bigger man pounds the smaller man from behind, the bigger man in my world is the last man standing. And that man will be me, all right?



Fuck Your Enemies

Ari: Can you smell it Lloyd? You know what that smells like? Defeat! Surrender is imminent.
Lloyd: I feel bad for him now.
Ari: Fuck him. Like the great philosopher Sun tzu said: when you’re done fucking your enemies, fuck ‘m some more.
Lloyd: I took philisofy and Sun tzu did not say that, Ari.
Ari: I’m parafrasing, whatever.



Bitch Slap for a Bitch

Ari: Games are games are games, Davies, but that is the mother of my children. So apologize, or I will kick your ass in front of your entire dead beat agency.
(Slaps Davies in the face): That is what we call a bitch slap. A bitch slap for a bitch.



No dinner

Ari: Remember when you said the car would make me feel 25 again? Well, it made me feel 18 again, and I’m gonna prove it to you.
Mrs. Ari: What about the kids?
Ari: You know what, Sarah take care of your brother. Mommy and daddy have a little conference.
Mrs. Ari: Are you still taking me to dinner?
Ari: it’s doubtful.



Turtle’s Cock

Ari: Nine Brave Souls. Don’t know what this is, never heard of these guys.
E: I found that one.
Ari: What, you’re jerking out of Turtle’s cock?