Body Fat

Ari (to Vince): I don’t believe it. Normally I have to get Us Weekly to get a look at those pretty eyes. And then I have to look at the wee bottom lower corner of the frame to see the man of this little men’s [Eric] head.
Eric: Little pudgy Ari, you put on a little weight?
Ari: Haha, you wish. 6% body fat. Achieve that when you’re 40 and I give you a 100 grant. (…) (mutters:) Do I look alright Vin?



Break

Ari: So Italy was good? Leave it to E to pick to most romantic spot on earth right after he get’s dumped.
E: Sloan and I have taken a break
Ari: Whatever.



The Gigli Effect

Ari: Nobody wants to put Vince’s face on a poster with the possibility of a looming disaster hanging out there. It’s the Gigli-effect.



Isreali Blood

Briar Secretary: Well he [Ari's son] did hit a kid with a ruler.
Ari: The kid was trying to steel his Power Ranger, he told us all about it. And I teach my son never to let people just take things from him. It’s my Israeli blood.



Piano Party

Mrs. Ari: So what are we gonna do?
Ari: We’re going to our old buddy doctor Reika, a higher level.
Mrs. Ari: What can he do?
Ari: He is on the board of trustees baby. We didn’t spend all those nights at his queer piano parties for nothing.



Rejection

Ari: Yes E, I would say being rejected by Cannes before we have a distributor would be a disaster. One in a series of disasters orchestrated by you since you took the reigns of Vincent’s career.
E: So what can we do Ari?
Ari: Well, let’s see. A) I can give you a hug and say it’s OK you destroyed your best friend’s career, or B) I could have you come in here and write on the dry erase board 500 times “I destroyed my best friend’s career, I destroyed my best friend’s career”.



Prom Date

Ari: I think I can sell it [Medillon], and I can sell it for a lot.
E: To who?
Ari: Harvey. He’s been tracking this thing since day one.
E: He hates us.
Ari: He’s a businessman Eric. Not your prom date who still has a grudge on you because you didn’t fuck her right.



Manager

Ari: I’m hanging up on you. Let me explain something to you. I have two philosophies: A) My client is always right, and B) his manager is always an overpayed, useless pain in the ass.



Oompa-Loompa

(Ari calls Vince about E talking to Ari behind his back)
Ari: You know that your man has broken out of the Oompa-Loompa factory and is up to no good?



Pardon my French

E: Can’t you wait for a callback?
Ari: As the French might say.. No I fucking can not!