Fuck Me
(Mrs. Ari bought Ari a car for their aniversary)
Ari: Fuck Me!
Son: Daddy!
Ari: I’m sorry buddy, I’m sorry buddy but holy shh…
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(Mrs. Ari bought Ari a car for their aniversary)
Ari: Fuck Me!
Son: Daddy!
Ari: I’m sorry buddy, I’m sorry buddy but holy shh…
Adam Davies: Wow, nice car Ari!
Ari: Aniversary gift from the wife, thanks Davies.
Adam Davies: Oh, that’s right. I forgot you married into money. Good for you Ari, good for you.
Ari: We only use our money for the small stuff. You know, someday when you’re done sucking on Terrence’s tit you might get yourself a real men’s car like this.
Ari: How about we race for pink slips? I was thinking about getting that car for my daughter, for her sweet sixteen.
Adam Davies: Daughter is almost sixteen Ari? Two more years and she’s legal.
Ari: Watch it Davies!
Lloyd: I’d like to see [Davies] come here and try and collect…
Ari: Well, my confidence grows tenfold knowing that you have my back, but I don’t welch. So, here is a hundred dollars, put in a brown paper back, along with a nice big pile of shit and send it over there.
Lloyd: Excuse me…?
Ari: Human shit, Lloyd.. Right now.
Lloyd: That is really disgusting Ari.
Ari: No, really disgusting is going to be the American Psycho style dismemberment I’m going to perform on you if you don’t do that right fucking now!
Lloyd: What about doggy poop?
Ari: HUMAN shit Lloyd. Yours, if it’s easier. Otherwise, go camp out in the men’s bathroom, or the woman’s bathroom, whichever will have you, but I need a specimen.
Ari (picking up the phone): WHAT?
E: Oh, that’s a nice greeting the Miller Gold Agency’s got going on there, Ari.
Ari: Yeah, well listen, if I knew it was you it would have been a lot worse, What!?
E: Yeah, Amanda liked it.
Ari: Yeah, we all know what great taste she has.
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?
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: 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.
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.
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?
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.
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.
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.
Soon