Wrong is Right/Script
(Niko waits outside the U.L. Paper building for Michelle. Bryce Dawkins, talking on a phone, walks past him.)
Bryce Dawkins: Look, I'm not in the business of caring about people's feelings, bud. Yeah? Boo fucking hoo...
Michelle: Listen, I know what you must be thinking, but don't bother.
Niko: I'm sorry, but I don't see how you know what I must be thinking.
Michelle: You've killed people. You should be dead, yourself, or inside. You're just lucky it was me, and not someone else who got their hooks into you. I'm sorry that I lied to you. And... and weirdly in some ways you're a nice guy... better than the creeps I normally date. But you're damaged goods.
Niko: No doubt.
Michelle: Let's go.
Bryce Dawkins: So I said hoist? Flagpole? Salute?
Michelle: In here.
Bryce Dawkins: Eat my ass, buddy. I'm up for the promotion, and you're not!
(The two go inside)
Niko: What the hell are we doing here?
Michelle: We're going to meet someone.
Niko: Sounds fun.
Michelle: You know, you and your cousin, you should get out. What you're looking for you won't find. Feds are all over it. Crime is done. You've watched too many movies.
Niko: Whatever you say, Michelle. Or whatever your name is.
Michelle: It's Karen. My name is Karen.
Niko: Interesting. And you whore for the government... I kind of like the honesty in that.
Michelle: I have a clear conscience.
Niko: How very lucky for you. In here. Office three-nine-six.
Contact: Hi there.
Michelle: Here he is.
Contact: I can see that. Thanks, Karen. Hey, cheer up, you did good. You'll get a Sammie... if you care about that sort of thing.
Michelle: Thank you.
Contact: So, Mr. Bellic... quite a file, quite a story.
Niko: Who are you? FIB?
Contact: The FIB? Do I look homosexual? Do you think I care about the size of you Johnson? Now... you can't always tell who the good guys are. I'm not a good guy. But I'm fighting with them, and guess what? So are you.
Contact: That's the spirit. Nothing like a bit of sarcasm when someone's got you by the balls. Now, I need you to find something out for me. Find out everything you can about a man called Oleg Minkov. He lives on Iroquois back in Hove Beach.
Niko: And if I say no?
Contact: I hand your file over to those cretins in the FIB and organized crime is dealt another serious blow. Go to his house. Any problems, call this number.
Niko: What's your name?
Contact: Not relevant. Call me. Very soon. Go. And hey... welcome to America. Just like the Old Country.
Niko: Just like it.
(Niko arrives at Minkov's house)
Niko: Mr. Minkov? Anybody here?
(Niko calls the U.L. Paper contact)
Contact: What have you got for me?
Niko: Not much. He keeps a clean house, he's got a computer.
Contact: Check his emails. Call back with any information that would indicate his current whereabouts.
(Niko reads his emails and calls his contact again)
Niko: There's an email that says he's meeting someone at Tulsa St, in Hove Beach.
Contact: Perfect, I'll send someone to pick up the hard drive. You go to Tulsa St., eliminate Minkov.
Niko: Whoa, killing is very different from gathering information.
Contact: You are acting in the interests of your new found countrymen, and keeping yourself out of prison. For once this is a murder you don't have to feel confused about. Dispose of Minkov then call me.
(Niko finds Minkov in Hove Beach)
Minkov: Vasily, thank you for coming.
Vasily: Oleg, you're scaring me. I was even thinking that the man behind you might be watching me.
Minkov: This is it. He must have been waiting for me. Goodbye, friend.
(If Niko follows him and intimidates him, Minkov will stop his car and plead not to be killed)
Oleg: Please don't kill me. I did not mean what I was saying. They were just ideas. It was not meant to be taken literally. I meant no harm to this great country, nor to Russia if that is who sent you. Please.
Post mission phone call
Niko: Minkov is dead, the country is safe.
Contact: Not by a long shot, smart ass. Nothing is safe, no one is safe. Maybe something has been averted, maybe delayed. I'll be in touch. Goodbye.
Failing the mission
Minkov gets away
Niko: Minkov got away.
Contact: Unacceptable. Come to see me soon.
(Dialogue which isn't heard in-game)
U.L. Paper: Got to? You need to learn to control yourself, Bellic. Come to see me again.
Niko: I don't got no choice about this.
Niko: I'm sorry, I got to Minkov's friend before he arrived.
Niko: Let's get this over with then.
Niko: Sounds like it's you or me, friend.
Oleg: They've come, they want me dead.
Niko: You upset some powerful people, friend.