[Barbara crashes the Gold Standard Agency's emergency meeting after Terrence denies Ari his settlement money]
[upon seeing Babs] Hey Babs, the Traitorous Skanks Anonymous meeting is next door.
[Ari and Babs go to adjacent room]
Can't believe that you set me up after all I've done for you.
BBabs
Ari, I need you to see your cards.
BBabs
How much do you need?
BBabs
Come on, I want to be partners.
BBabs
Because I believe in you, and because I can't work with my ex-husband anymore.
No shot, this is my deal.
BBabs
Ari, you have no money and I have too much.
BBabs
To fuck...Kidding. I want 60% of my name on top.
[Ari and Babs return to meeting]
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you...[raises Babs' left arm] MILLER-GOLD! Huh!!? [agents cheer; to Babs] We sound like a fucking beer.
[Having regained his hire-and-fire mojo from an impromptu session with his marriage therapist, Ari goes back to the office to confront Robby Rubino at the conference room for being so unproductive]
Great work Rob, great work. See if you can read this. [writes GET THE FUCK OUT!!! on white board] You're fired, and in case your ears are fucked, [points the door] GET THE FUCK OUT!!! And the next person I see juggling, tap-dancing, or baton-twirling or doing any other circus-like tricks will join him, alright? One-strike policy applies, now get back to work! Goddamn, that felt good.
BBabs
What happened, Ari?
Shock therapy, Babs. [to employee munching chocolate bar] Skip it Jeannie. [grabs bar]
[Babs is irritated at Ari crashing "The Most Powerful Women in Hollywood" testimonial party]
BBabs
I want an apology. Now.
Ladies, I'm sorry I'd like to congratulate each and every one of you, but unfortunately, Barbara's cock [women gasp in shock] is all I can handle right now! Congrats again...[leaves]