Silicon Valley 3×8
& Richard: Yeah, we are the— finally the— the belles of the balls. I mean, uh, ball.
& Erlich: I am listed— I was originally listed under the white pages as «Erlich Blachman,» uh, with an «L,» a typo that apparently couldn’t be changed, and then Google indexed it, so I’ve been dealing with that.
& Erlich: So tomorrow, you, me, brunch and, uh, one word... frittata.
& Gavin: I grant you, we’ve stumbled on offense of late, but the best offense is a good defense.
& Gilfoyle: Let me put this in terms you’ll understand... I’m like a suicide bomber of humiliation. I’m happy to go out as long as I take you with me. Your shame is my paradise.
& Erlich: Richard, do you know what happens if this goes public? I’m Ron Wayne.
Richard: Who?!
Erlich: Ron Wayne. The guy that owned ten percent of Apple and sold it in 1976. No one in this town will work with me ever again.
& Erlich: I told them I was pesca-pescatarian. Which is one who eats solely fish who eat other fish.
& Richard: I don’t understand.
Laurie: Of course you do. If I have approval of any buyer, and I am the only buyer I approve, then I can set my own price.
& Gilfoyle: This is way harsher than anything you ever wrote. Plus, there’s the visual component...
& Richard: You seem to be well-versed in media outreach. And by your own admission in that article, your head is— what did you say? —so far up your own ass you can see the future.
& Richard: No, no. Uh, well, this would be an actual job and you would have responsibilities.
Erlich: Would this job have a title? Something, say— Chief Evangelism Officer?
Richard: So, CEO?
& Erlich: Gavin Belson just presented us with his bare buttocks in submission.
& Richard: Hey, look, uh, time to issue your first press release, right?
Erlich: It’s very late, Richard, and I’m very high...
Richard: Erlich, I don’t care. You have to do it, okay? Now. It’s your job.
Erlich: Okay.
--
On the IMDb
+ Soundtracks.
Комментариев нет:
Отправить комментарий