Buoys Ahoy/Script

Script

Bernie: Yoohoo!

Niko: Bernie, what's wrong?

Bernie: Nothing sweetie. Oh, my God. You were the lucky one.

Niko: What?

Bernie: You could slice cheese on those puppies. I must be the only Slav without cheekbones. I'm thinking of getting implants.

Niko: But you sounded hysterical.

Bernie: Oh, sometimes, I can't bear to be alone. I'm so glad you've come back into my life, even if you did try to kill me. I'm so excited!

Niko: What are we doing here?

Bernie: We're going to have fun!

Niko: Fun?

Bernie: Yes. It's a four letter word, I know, but we can still try.

Niko: Look! More people want me dead than alive. I'm working for the Mafia. The police and a government agency are both on my case. I kill and steal to scrap together a living so that my cousin can fritter it away online and pay off debts... and all the while? People are trying to kill us! What is fun?

Bernie: Honey... you... are stressed.

Niko: Goodbye, Florian.

Bernie: No! No! No! No! No you don't, Niko. I need you. I need you to come on this boat trip with me. I need to talk to someone who truly knows me.

Niko: When I knew you you were training to be a shepherd. And you wanted to be a professional wrestler. Actually, maybe it does all makes sense.

Bernie: You understand me. Both of me! Come on. Bryce accidentally left the keys on purpose somewhere I could steal them. You drive, I'll work on my tan. My midriff is really pale.

Niko: Alright, lets have... fun.

Dialogue

Bernie: Go toward the headland, that's where the best rays are going to be.

or:

Bernie: Head out to sea, sailor.

Bernie: Go out toward that beach, Niko.

(Niko heads toward the headland)

Bernie: Niko, my life is in turmoil. Bryce is pulling his hair out over this blackmail thing. His wife is getting on his back about yours truly - I think she suspects. It's a nightmare.

Niko: I don't know how else I can help you. Look how long it took me to find you.

Bernie: I know, sweetie, let's forget about him and have some F-U-N!

(The two arrive at the headland)

Bernie: Perfect, sweetie. Let's stop.

or:

Bernie: This is as good a spot as any.

Bernie: Drop anchor, skipper.

(Bernie looks at the river through binoculars)

Bernie: Ahoy, sailor. Cute guys off the starport brow! Mmmm. Scratch that, not so cute. Ugly Russians.

Niko: Let me see. They don't look like they're on a pleasure cruise.

(The Russians speed towards Niko and Bernie and begin shooting at them)

Russians: This is a message from Dimitri Rascalov.

Niko: We're going after them.

or:

Niko: They can't do that to us.

Niko: We're getting these scum.

Bernie: Bryce's wife is going to freak out about his boat. This was meant to be our fun day, Niko. Why does everything that's meant to be fun have to be so miserable?

Niko: I don't know. We just got to get these guys or they'll just come back. I told you that there was no time for this. People are after me and I have to stay alert. You, Bernie, are in this too. You have to keep your eyes open.

Bernie: They're wide open, sweetie, I'm focused. One hundred percent. Let's get 'em.

(If Niko ramps the boat)

Bernie: Whoa.

or:

Bernie: We're airborne.

Bernie: Up and away.

(Niko drives in between two tug boats)

Bernie: I could almost feel it.

or:

Bernie: You cut it fine, don't you Niko?

Bernie: Ohhh, close shave.

(The Russians eventually speed past a Police boat)

LCPD: This is the LCPD Harbor Unit.

LCPD: Stop your engines and prepare to be boarded. Stop immediately or we will use lethal force.

or:

LCPD: This is your final warning. Stop your engines or force will be employed.

LCPD: Stop your engines at once or you will be considered a security threat and eliminated.

(The Russians shoot at the Police boat and it catches on fire)

LCPD: Oh, crap.

or:

LCPD: Balls.

(The Russians leave the boat and try to escape on foot)

Bernie: They're making a run for it, the land rubbers.

or:

Bernie: They're taking to the high ground, sweetie.

Bernie: We've scared them off the water, Niko.

(Niko leaves Bernie)

Bernie: I've still got my sea legs, I'll wait here.

or:

Bernie: I'll watch the boat.

Bernie: See you in a bit, Niko.

(If Niko lingers)

Bernie: Punish them.

Bernie: Make 'em suffer.

Alternate dialogue

Bernie: Do you want to go to a musical later? There are some great things playing on Burlesque at the moment.

Niko: Musicals aren't really my thing, Bernie. You should go with Bryce.

Bernie: Bryce would never be seen with me at a play. People would ask questions. I get all the stress of having a man but none of the perks. That's my tragedy.

(Niko begins to chase the Russians)

Bernie: Haters, haters, haters. This city is full of haters, Niko. I just don't get it. I came here because it was meant to be the most progressive city in the world. But it just isn't. Why don't I just up and leave for San Fierro. They'd understand me there.

Niko: You don't go because Bryce is here.

Bernie: Bryce could come to San Fierro. He could even be himself there. Get himself elected for who he really is.

Failing the mission