Do You Have Protection?/Script
Script
(Niko shows up at Faustin's house and knocks on the door and Dimitri answers)
Dimitri: Hey, Niko.
Niko: Hey.
Dimitri: Come in.
Niko: Thank you.
(The two walk in and find Faustin snorting cocaine)
Dimitri: Lay off that stuff.
Faustin: Why?
Dimitri: Because it clouds your judgment. Not now, it's not the time.
Faustin: My judgment. That's a good one. I'm a fool. A drunken fool.
Dimitri: Niko's here. We're going to go take care of that guy. I take it you won't be joining us?
Faustin: Make him suffer. People forget pain so quickly.
Dimitri: You need to calm down with that stuff.
Faustin: Calm? Why? So I can be like you, Mr. Barbiturate? Always so fucked up on painkillers you don't give shit?
Dimitri: You need to calm down.
Faustin: Where would we be now if I was calm like you?
Dimitri: Let me guess, in a prison camp in Siberia. Or selling has to tourists in Red Square, or still in the navy? Which is it today?
Faustin: Be careful, Dimitri. Be fucking careful.
Dimitri: You be careful... you're getting crazy.
Faustin: That's the way it works. I am angry, you are calm. I scare, you reason. It works...
Dimitri: Yes, but you've angered the wrong people.
Faustin: Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...
Dimitri: Too many bodies, too much attention. We'll be dealt with... if we don't start playing by the rules.
Faustin: I've angered people? Me? Not "we". Strange. When I give out the money, it's "us". When I have to push people, it's "me". All alone. Don't think I cannot see through you. After all we've done together...
Dimitri: You're getting delusional. Look, we have to go.
(Faustin runs up and hugs Dimitri)
Faustin: I fucking love you.
Dimitri: Yes, yes.
Faustin: I fucking love you...
Dimitri: I know this.
Faustin: Yeah. But you treat me like a child. I run things my way. Dimitri Rascalov. My fucking way! Get out of my sight! Or I fucking kill you!
Dimitri: I'm not saying don't run things your way. I'm saying be calm. Here, take a couple of these...
(Dimitri pulls out a bottle of painkillers and gives them to Faustin who just throws them back at him)
Faustin: What are you still doing here? I said get out of my sight!
Dialogue
Dimitri: We're going to that sex shop on Hove Beach. This guy been making porno in his basement and he didn't cut Mikhail in.
Niko: Least he could have done is sent over some tapes.
Dimitri: You know how much money there is selling this stuff online? A whole fucking heap. We're going to ignore what Mikhail said and try not to kill them. Taking a bite of this pile would be very profitable for our operation.
Niko: I got no problem with sparing some lives.
Dimitri: No, it's Mikhail that has that issue. Can't keep his finger off the triggers. Wasn't always like this though. Things got to him.
Niko: I hope it don't get to me.
(The two arrive at the shop)
Dimitri: Where's your boss?
Clerk: What do ya mean? He's uh...
Dimitri: In the back?
Clerk: No, no, no, he's...
Dimitri: They better not be filming.
Clerk: No they just havin' a meeting. I swear...
(Dimitri pushes him aside)
Dimitri: Get out of the way.
Clerk: Fuck...
Joseph: You see, they don't make 'em like that no more. That's a vintage bush. If it wasn't for that, I'd say this weren't worth transferring to DVD.
Dimitri: Hey, Joseph! You think you can expand your business interests make these pornos and sell them, and we won't know about it, huh?
Joseph:Woah, woah... We was just waiting 'til the books was closed at the end of the financial year. Then we was gonna cut you in.
Dimitri: Your books are closed until you pay us our cut. Niko, take this and cover Joseph.
(Niko aims the pistol at Joseph)
Joseph: We ain't making that much cash.
Dimitri: Is that a fact? Maybe we can't pop you, Joseph. But we can fuck up one of your boys.
(Niko aims the pistol at Brett)
Brett: Listen, big guy. You got a great look going on, real strong. We could put you in one of our films.
Dimitri: Shoot this scumbag in the leg.
Bret: Hey man, please? Go easy on me. Come on, big guy?
Dimitri: Come on, Niko. Put a cap in his fucking leg.
(Niko shoots Brett in the leg)
Joseph: Alright, alright already. Brett was just trying to be friendly. Shit, he'll be outta action for a couple a weeks.
Dimitri: You got some money for Mr. Faustin?
Joseph: Fine, here you go. We ain't gonna have the...
(Dimitri pistol-whips Joseph)
Dimitri: You should have thought of that earlier.
Actor: I can't die today. I'm special. I'm really special. I can show you...
Dimitri: This is a mess, let's get out of here.
(Niko and Dimitri leave the shop)