Pre mission text message
Nicky boy, the Peg wants to see us at his house. You talk me up, I'll talk you up. Stick together. Remember you owe me. Ciao.
Phil: The problem with this guy is, I can't even think straight, he's always talkin'.
Ray: Slow down Phil you take everything too personal.
Pegorino: There he is. Welcome to the war council, my boy.
Niko: Gentlemen. What's going on?
Pegorino: Nothing... discussing pest control.
Phil: Well, I've given you my advice, Peg, you do what you think is best.
Ray: I agree.
Ray: I mean I don't agree with what he says - I agree that you know best...
Phil: Excuse me...
Ray: Relax... I didn't mean nothing by it. Look either we make the right call or we all end up in prison anyway, where your crap ain't gonna do me no favors.
Phil: Be careful - I'll see you later, Boss, gentlemen.
Ray: You're only an associate Phil remember that.
Phil: Yeah, yeah. Okay tough guy.
Ray: Boss - Gotta tell you this... he's not straight. Right before he came in here I saw him talking to Angie again.
Pegorino: You better leave. Eh, I need to speak to Niko.
Ray: Sure, boss. But uh...think about what I said.
Pegorino: I will.
Ray: Ya know?
Pegorino: Trust me on that.
Pegorino: We got real problems. Police are all over us. Maybe you heard. I got served papers today. Phil yesterday. We got a couple of boys in jail... I think they might squeal! Somebody's talking - wants us out of the picture... maybe Jon Gravelli... or them Ancelottis. Somebody got to my people!
Niko: So, what are you going to do about it?
Pegorino: I don't know... I gotta shut someone up, and show people I mean business. I've known Phil a long time - he's straight, more or less... I know him and Angie are friends, but that don't worry me too much. Maybe he's too straight. Then there's Ray... I don't know, I don't trust him... but he's a good earner. I know he's got his eye on the big prize... but he's no dummy. Him and Phil hate each other... I gotta think about it.
Pegorino: I'll give you a call... whoever I say to go so, go see 'em. And shut 'em up!
(Niko leaves and Pegorino calls him)
Pegorino: Niko, I've been thinking about it and I want you to pay our friend Ray a visit. Give him a message from me. He's at a sit down on Cod Row in East Holland.
Niko: If that's your decision, Mr. Pegorino, it's done.
(Niko finds Ray's car and calls Pegorino)
Niko: I see his car.
Pegorino: He should be heading over to a chop shop in BOABO. Don't get too comfortable with him, Niko. Like every rat, he's a survivor, he's got good instincts. He has a bad feeling about you in particular. He bought some protection and he ain't gonna hang around and wait for "you know what" to happen. Then again, I'll get his chump muscle to stop for gas on the way. It might create a good opportunity for you.
(Niko attacks the mobsters)
Mafia: It's a fucking hit.
Mafia: The guy's after Boccino.
Mafia: Let's earn our fee, boys.
(If Niko threatens the guard at the toll booth on the East Borough Bridge)
Niko: Go for a walk. If anyone asks, you didn't see my face.
Niko: I don't want to hurt you, so go. Get lost. Okay?
Niko If you know what's good for you, you will get out of here.
Post mission phone call
Niko: The meeting went to plan, Mr. Pegorino.
Pegorino: Cleaning house is a tough job, Bellic. I don't got much left in mine, it's so clean. I'll talk to you soon.
Failing the mission
Niko: Mr. Pegorino, my meeting with Ray didn't go as planned.
Pegorino: Fuck, do I gotta do everything myself? He's gonna be onto us now. I'll call you.
(Dialogue which isn't heard in-game)
Pegorino: I pay you to be a nuclear holocaust, Bellic. Sort your shit out. I'll call you.
Mafia: Mr. Boccino ain't seeing nobody.
Niko: Ray got wise to me, Mr. Pegorino. I think I spooked him.
Mafia: Ray told us specifically he don't wanna see your ugly mug.
Pegorino: Shit, I told you he had his eyes open. He'll be on the lamb now. Dammit.
Niko: Sorry, Mr. Pegorino. He's a cockroach, Ray would survive anything. Even a nuclear holocaust.
Mafia: The only people gonna get close to Ray today are his missus and his goomah. Stay away.