A Starlet in Vinewood
|A Starlet in Vinewood|
|Objective||Kill or spare Peter Dreyfuss.|
|Location||Vinewood Hills, Los Santos|
|Unlocked by||Collecting the 50 letter scraps.|
A Mystery, Solved|
Solid Gold, Baby! (can be part of)
|Deaths||Peter Dreyfuss (optional)|
Franklin Clinton, having collected all 50 letter scraps and discovering that Peter Dreyfuss had killed Leonora Johnson after putting the scraps together, goes to his house in Vinewood Hills. Franklin enters the property and attempts to confront Dreyfuss who initially mistakes him for at first a fan and second a script writer. Franklin eventually shows Dreyfuss a picture of Leonora on his phone and Dreyfuss, who had suggested Franklin give him a blowjob, calls for security saying that Franklin is attempting to rape him. When security does not appear and his attempts to bribe Franklin prove unsuccessful, he runs away saying that as he is famous the rules do not apply to him. He leaves and can be spared or killed by Franklin, although the player must kill Dreyfuss for gold medal completion.
|Cut!||Kill Peter Dreyfuss.|
Peter Dreyfuss: Love yourself.
Franklin Clinton: Hey, you Peter Dreyfuss? I said are you Peter Dreyfuss?
Peter Dreyfuss: Who are you? You want an autograph? No offense, but I'm not reading any screenplays.
Franklin Clinton: Huh?
Peter Dreyfuss: I mean... you're from the hood. Right? You don't wanna pick up the guns 'cause like, if you pick up the guns everybody dies. It's tragedy. Pathos. Tedium. I'm bored. Unless, y'know, you're here to copulate?
Franklin Clinton: I'm here to what?
Peter Dreyfuss: People, they wanna consume me, they always have. To touch the them, y'know, so to speak. And who's to hold that against? I don't. So what time is it? I got a few minutes before my colonic, y'know, if you... wanna suck me off. I wouldn't mind.
Franklin Clinton: Motherfucker, do I look like I'm here to suck you off?
Peter Dreyfuss: I don't know what you're here for, chum. You're like some barely credible deus ex machina sent here by random chance. In order to challenge my impending divinity.
Franklin Clinton: Man, I don't know what the fuck you just said but guess what? I'm here for this, chum.
Peter Dreyfuss: Hey, what's this about?
Franklin Clinton: Do you know her?
Peter Dreyfuss: Security!
Franklin Clinton: What's her name?
Peter Dreyfuss: Security! This guy is trying to rape me!
Franklin Clinton: Leonora Johnson.
Peter Dreyfuss: It's not what you think.
Franklin Clinton: The one whose parents you fucked over after you killed her just because you could.
Peter Dreyfuss: How much you want? How much money you want?
Franklin Clinton: I got enough motherfucking money, homie.
Peter Dreyfuss: I'm famous. Fuck you! I can do whatever I want. Thos are the rules, civilian!
(Peter Dreyfuss starts running away from Franklin)
Peter Dreyfuss: Get away from me! I'm an artist. I'm not bound by the petty laws of the masses. Please. I've got too much left to give.
(If Franklin kills Peter Dreyfuss)
Franklin Clinton: Say hello to Leonora, motherfucker.
|Xbox 360 Version - GTASeriesVideos|
(45 minutes and 2 seconds in)