Edith Wharton

(About Vince’s new movie)
Ari: Do you know Edith Wharton? Always the same movie. Guy can’t fuck the girl for five years, ’cause THOSE WERE THE TIMES…



Little Man

(Ari is meeting ex-client Vince and E. at a coffee place)
Ari: Weird, kinda feels like I’m trying to fuck you guys.
E: Are you?
Ari: Look at that! E, I love it! Still got the little man’s complex enough to wanna fight.



P.I.M.P.

Ari: We might be whores at our agency, we are no pimps!



Rape

Ari: My assistant is to be gang-raped by a gang of one.



Best Dress

Ari (wants Lloyd to go to a meeting to sign a gay tv-writer): Just go grab your best dress and know that today, your love of cock is a huge asset to the company.



Too Late

Mrs. Gold: If that’s (his his friend’s fiance) what you want Ari, it’s not too late.
Ari: Over ten years of marriage and no prenup, I think it’s a little past too late.



Ass

Ari: (Scott’s fiance’s ass) is the perfect shape. It’s like God came down, handcrafted it, put it on a little silver tray and hand delivered it to my man Scotty. Bravo Scotty-boy. BRAVO!



Hot Body

(Ari, Mrs. Gold and Sarah Gold are going to Temple for Yom Kippur)
Sarah: I hate this, I’m starving.
Ari: Now you know what mommy goes trough every day to make a hot body for daddy.



Breathmint

Sarah: Daddy ate a breathmint!
Mrs. Gold: What?
Ari: Now you have to atone for ratting daddy out baby. (to Mrs. Gold): What, you think God wants my breath to smell?



Sick

(Sarah discovers Ari talking business behind the temple)
Sarah: Mom told me to go find you.
Ari: You did! I’m in the bathroom, I’m not feeling well. I’m on my hands and knees, I’m getting very sick right now, honey.
Sarah: You want me to lie?
Ari: That is the beauty of Yom Kippur. As long as you apologize by sundown it doesn’t matter what you do.