The Holland Play/Script

The following is a script of the mission "The Holland Play" in Grand Theft Auto IV.

Pre mission phone call

Playboy X: Niko, shit is getting fucked up. I need to see you at my crib.

Niko: How did the big real estate deal go?

Playboy X: That cat ain't got no vision, wants to shut down the site and shit. Make it a memorial to Union workers who've died in accidents. Man, fuck Yusuf Amir. I got bigger problems. Come see me now.

Script

Playboy X: Wassup, money?

Niko Bellic: Hey.

Playboy X: Man... business is tough. I ain't a cold person, I mean, I am cold, but... motherfucker.

Niko Bellic: What are you talking about?

Playboy X: You want a drink?

Niko Bellic: Ehh...

Playboy X: Man, have a seat, man.

Niko Bellic: Alright.

Playboy X: Now, I got into this dope game because it was the only thing that was open to me, man. The only thing, man.

Niko Bellic: Hey, I am not judging.

Playboy X: No, listen. Now I paid my dues. Now I learned in a hard school, man... and I changed stuff, and you know me, I do this stuff so I got a chance to do some good in this town.

Niko Bellic: So you say.

Playboy X: So I say? So I do. when I get the money, man... I will build parks, I will sponsor kids, I will save lives... But I gotta have the money man. 'Cause all this? All this? It means nothing if you ain't got the heart, Niko.

Niko Bellic: Amen, brother.

Playboy X: I mean, fuck, man... fuck! The thing is... you know Jesus? He did some crazy shit, too. I mean, everyone does. He killed people. He killed that John the Baptist cat. He did what he had to do.

Niko Bellic: I don't think you're correct about that.

Playboy X: Man, the point is, man... history is a long time. And you only got one chance... and Dwayne? Man, Dwayne... it's like he thinks it's 1992 and the best you can hope for is a gold chain and a pager. You know, he looks at me like he wants me dead. I took care of business. I gave him money. But because I won't bow down to him and treat him like he The Almighty, motherfucker wants to pop me.

Niko Bellic: Dwayne is a little troubled. He was in prison a long time - maybe you guys should talk...

Playboy X: No, I tried talking. I... I... I tried giving him half of the business. I tried everything a man could reasonably try and still call his self a man.

Niko Bellic: So what you gonna do? Kill him?

Playboy X: Hey I didn't say that. Man, you cold.

Niko Bellic: I was joking!

Playboy X: But what else is there? I mean, cat's been talking. Nah, I hear things. Saying you and me was too tight now... said you disrespected him, called him mad... he's gone crazy. I mean he's gone. Prison does that.

Niko Bellic: Well you can't kill him.

Playboy X: No... But you can.

Niko Bellic: But I don't want to.

Playboy X: Well neither do I, man. But if he goes insane, we all dead anyway. I mean, Dwayne is a killer.

Niko Bellic: (moans) I don't like this conversation.

Playboy X: Do you think that I do? But it's killed or be killed out there. And you got a lunatic after you? Man, you dumb.

Niko Bellic: (coughs)

Playboy X: Now, I will give you a lot of money. Because see me, now I ain't scared of no one, but a motherfuckers says he's gonna kill me? a motherfucker's gonna die.

Niko Bellic: Man, I'm not sure. I've got to think about it.

Playboy X: Well, I hope you see some sense. I will be in touch.

(Niko leaves and receives a phone call from Dwayne)

Dwayne: Niko, man, I'm going crazy. Since I got out things just don't make sense.

Niko: Have things ever made sense?

Dwayne: They made sense inside. Three meals a day, time in the yard, lockdown at eight. Things out here is mad crazy.

Niko: Tell me about it.

Dwayne: On the down low, I think Playboy wants me dead. Might just let him do it, put a cap in my dome. End it all.

Niko: That what you want? Seriously?

Dwayne: Nah, fuck that shit. I ain't ready to go out yet. I need you to get him for me. I can't do it myself. He was my boy back in the day. That's something I won't be able to forget. You seem like you got my back, Niko. Help me out on this one, dog. I'll stick by you 'til the end. Take him out for me.

Niko: That's a pretty heavy request, Dwayne - Playboy was your best friend, and he's always been straight with me, more or less. I'll have to think about it.

(Playboy calls Niko again)

Playboy X: Yo Money, don't be trifling with me. You made a decision? You going to fix this Dwayne problem of ours, yeah?

Niko: Hey, it ain't our problem, Playboy - it's yours. That said, I know what I'm going to do.

Playboy X: That right - you cold, Niko. Peace and love.

Killing Dwayne

(Niko goes to Dwayne's apartment and knocks on the door)

Niko: Hey, Dwayne, open up. It's Niko.

Dwayne: I thought you was my homeboy. That you was gonna put Playboy down for me. What you doing here?

Niko: It ain't that simple, Dwayne. This is nothing personal.

Dwayne: Fuck you, man. We was tight. You fake like the rest of them.

(Niko finds Dwayne)

Dwayne: I thought we was close, Niko.

Dwayne: Shit, Niko. That weren't cool.

Dwayne: Damn, son. I'm your friend.

Dwayne: What you doing, son?

Dwayne: Damn, you done fucked me over in the end.

Dwayne: Hell, Niko, no.

Dwayne: Niko, you cold.

Dwayne: Don't play me like that, Niko.

(Niko holds Dwayne at gunpoint)

Dwayne: Fuck you, man. You a fucking snake like the rest of them.

(Dwayne turns his back to Niko, Niko then shoots Dwayne in the head)

Killing Playboy X

(Niko goes to Playboy's apartment)

Gangster: Yo, Playboy X! Yo, whitey's back!

Playboy X: Yo, what you doin'? You got rid of Dwayne already? I thought the old dog woulda put up more of a fight!

Niko: I didn't kill Dwayne.

Playboy X: Well what you doin' back here then? Step to it, motherfucker.

Niko: Well, I was thinking that... maybe Dwayne is not the problem. Maybe it's you.

Playboy X: Motherfucker, you think you can touch this shit? You think I got here by letting little bitches like you fuck with me? I own you, nobody owns me.

(Niko chases Playboy)

Playboy X Another motherfucker gone and let the money go to his head.

Playboy X: I thought you was money, you a low rate bitch.

Playboy X: You coulda been someone, Niko.

Playboy X: Even if you kill me, you gonna have this whole town after your ass.

Playboy X: I showed you the world, gangster. You don't control this shit.

Niko: It was you or Dwayne, I chose Dwayne.

Niko: Where you going, Playboy?

Niko: X marks the spot.

Niko: You're a bad joke, Playboy.

Niko: Not such a big man now, are you?

Niko: You shouldn't have asked me to kill Dwayne, Playboy.

(A Patriot with gangsters shows up to defend Playboy)

Playboy X: Ice this punk.

Playboy X: Dead this fool.

Playboy X: Get this motherfucker.

(Niko corners Playboy and prepares to shoot him)

Playboy X: I was an example to all the kids, man. You can't take that away from me.

or:

Playboy X: You cold, man, you could. Taking a cat down in his prime. I was an innovator.

Playboy X: I took shit to the next level, cats like you just can't accept that.

Playboy X: People respected me, I made a difference.

Playboy X: Argh. I was someone, you know. I made it. I changed the game.

Niko: You didn't change the game, the game changed you.

(Niko kills Playboy)

Post mission phone calls

Playboy X

Niko: I put Dwayne out of his misery.

Playboy X: You did what you had to do, Niko. You got yourself that money. Good for you.

Niko: You want me to come around?

Playboy X: You took down Dwayne, Niko. I see your face, I see the cat that killed my mentor. Dwayne was like a father to me. I can't be round you no more. It's over between us. I don't want no beef, but now you and me got some. So it's best if we just stay the hell away from each other, man. Shit - you nothing but a cold hearted killer, man. I mean, where's the love? Where's your heart, homie? Man, you ain't cool. You try to find something to live for, man. Peace.

Dwayne

Niko: Dwayne, I dealt with Playboy. You should know that he asked me to end you first. He was going to pay me a lot of money to do it.

Dwayne: Shit, man. He was a good kid back in the day. Always hungry though, always wanted more. Maybe I shoulda seen it then. Kept a closer eye on him.

Niko: You can't predict what people will become.

Dwayne: You right. I can't give you no money for helping me, son. But I got the deed to Playboy's fancy silk sheet loft. You can have it.

Niko: Hey man, I seen where you're living, you should take it.

Dwayne: Nah. It'll make me remember the kid too much. Maybe you'll stop by my place sometime though? Hang out with me? I don't have many friends left, you know.

Niko:I'll give you a call sometime soon, Dwayne. Later on.

Failing the mission

Dwayne escapes

Niko: Dwayne got away.

Playboy X: What the fuck you playin' at, motherfucker? Now Dwayne after both our asses now, for sure. Come back to the penthouse.

Playboy escapes

Playboy X: You gone crazy like Dwayne, son. You gotta be wrong in the head if you think you can step to this shit. You can't be fucking with Playboy X. This is my town, my town, motherfucker. Remember that?

Niko: I don't know that that is true, Playboy. This town don't belong to nobody. Maybe your problem is that you don't understand that. I'll be seeing you soon.

Unused dialogue

(Dialogue which isn't heard in-game)

Dwayne: Ain't got much else to do. So long, Niko.

Gangster: Don't nobody fuck with the Playboy.

Niko: Dwayne, I killed Playboy. You should know that he asked me to end you first.

Niko: Dwayne, it's Niko. You been trying to call me. Say what you gotta say.

Gangster: Fuck you, you punk ass bitch.

Dwayne: Holla me sometime, we can hang loose.

Dwayne: I know what loyalty means, unlike some people. You and me is tight now.

Niko: Make this easy on yourself, Dwayne. It's business, it ain't nothing personal.

Gangster: Motherfuck I'm gonna waste you, fool.

Dwayne: Something's wrong. Don't nobody come to see me up in here.

Niko: That's good to know.

Gangster: This punk ass bitch gonna get himself killed in here.

Gangster: You going down fool!

Dwayne: You in it with Playboy. You and him is trying to take me down.

Dwayne: You right. I can't give you no money for helping me, dog. But I'll stick by your ass.