Terrance: You know, she saw Johnny Depp in Platoon when she was eight years old and she said, "Dad, that's the guy to watch."
Ari: You showed her Platoon when she was eight years old?
Terrance: Oliver did. He wanted feedback.
Terrance: Technically, he is your client. But this is my agency.
Ari: And I'm a fucking partner.
Terrance: Well... I've had more than a few partners. Not all of them have lasted. Enjoy your evening.
Terrance: Control's a funny thing, isn't it, Ari? You don't realize how little of it you have until you actually have none of it at all.
Ari: You're making a very big mistake, Terrance.
Terrance: That's what Arthur Jensen said in 1973. He was the first conspirator that I ever dealt with. Try finding him now, Ari. He's selling auto insurance in Reseda.
Terrance: 85! That's my drop dead number. Not a dollar less. I don't care what you think you know. Otherwise, I'll open it up to bidding.
Ari: And you'll open yourself up to humiliation. Don't you want to be on a beach somewhere when Nikki Finke starts flashing pictures of you trying to get your dick hard?
Terrance: I'll fuck Nikki Finke before I let her affect my business decisions. 85, Ari!
Terrance: Andrew! Nice to see you. I didn't realize you were still in the business.
Terrance: Not for you. Not for any TV agent.
Terrance: It was a mistake that I kicked you out, Ari, all right? I was just feeling... unneeded.
Ari: Well, you were needed.
Terrance: You know, you're gonna grow old someday, Ari. Hopefully you'll find someone who will be able to help you do it gracefully.
Terrance: Murray's worried about you, Eric, as am I.
Eric: What are you worried about?
Terrance: My daughter. Aside from the fact that she's blessed by my incredible gene pool, she's also blessed with an awful lot of my money. I'd hate for that money to give you any less incentive to really work hard.