Coming Down/Script
The following is a script of the mission Coming Down in The Lost and Damned.
Pre mission phone call
Johnny: Ash?
Ashley: Johnny boy? John. I need some help.
Johnny: I ain't got a hand-out for ya. Sorry.
Ashley: A hand-out ain't gonna fix it, Johnny boy. I'm into something bad. I need a knight in shining armor to take me away from this mess. They're gonna kill me... or worse.
Johnny: Jesus, Ash. Where are ya?
Ashley: Some project on Wardite. Come quick, baby.
Johnny: I'll try.
Script
(Johnny enters the apartment)
Johnny: John boy's here for you, baby.
or:
Johnny: These guys can' t hurt you no more, baby.
Johnny: I've come for you, baby. Don't worry no more.
Ashley: Help me! Help me!
Ashley: My boyfriends gonna splatter your brains across this place!
Ashley: Fuck! Will somebody fucking help me!
Ashley: This is so not fucking cool.
Ashley: Ahhhhhhh!
Ashley: I'm not paying you a fucking cent.
(Johnny finds Ashley)
Johnny: You sure known how to get yourself into trouble, don't ya baby?
Ashley: And you sure know how to get me out, Johnny.
Johnny: Come 'ere.
Ashley: What's wrong? I don't want to hang out here. Can we go?
Johnny: I don't wanna hang here neither. Then again, I'm not the one messing up my head on a week long ice binge.
Ashley: I remember when you used to mess around at my place, that don't happen any more either. Take me home man, I'm crashing hard.
(Johnny takes Ashley home)
Johnny: You alright?
Ashley: I'm with you now, Johnny boy. How could I not be?
Johnny: How long you been up? Two days? Three?
Ashley: Who's counting?
Johnny: It ain't good for you, you know that.
Ashley: Sure, sure. Do you expect me to stay clean when you're not there to look after me?
Johnny: Maybe if you answered your calls... fuck. Whatever.
Ashley: Okay, I'm bad, baby. I know it. You should teach me a lesson. Hit me or something. Teach me I'm wrong.
Johnny: Enough of that.
Ashley: Teach me, baby. It's the only way I'll learn. Make me hurt.
Johnny: You're making yourself hurt already, you fucking idiot.
Ashley: Hit me.
Johnny: Give me a break, sweetheart. I used to fucking love you.
Ashley: You're too sweet for words, Johnny boy. You think I'm sweet, too?
Johnny: You ain't good for me, sugar. That's all I know.