Dropping In.../Script

The following is a script of the mission Dropping In... in The Ballad of Gay Tony.

Script

Bulgarin: Welcome. Welcome to the party. Sit down. Sit down.

Luis: Sure.

Bulgarin: Can I get you anything? A drink? Something stronger?

Luis: I'm cool, bro.

Bulgarin: You know how to play the drums? We need a fucking drummer.

Luis: I ain't your man, bro. Sorry.

Bulgarin: You Spanish have the rhythm. Give us fucking beat, man. You don't drum, but you dance, don't you, Luis? You dance.

Luis: I can dance, man, but not with you and him.

Bulgarin: That's a shame.

Luis: You dance, Mr. B?

Bulgarin: Money doesn't dance. The money doesn't dance, my friend.

Luis: Okay, but you need some work done.

Bulgarin: Wait, wait listen... Ah this is it. This is it!

Luis: Hey, can you ask the ape to stop playing for a second?

Timur: You want I should stick fifty thousand dollar guitar up your ass?

Luis: No, but I got some friends I could introduce you to if that's how you get your kicks.

Timur: Oh, funny guy.

Bulgarin: Alright, alright. Okay. You have heard about Liberty City Rampage? The owner still will not accept my offers. I have been more than reasonable.

Luis: You mean after you killed his special team of cops? That's weird... You want me to negotiate with him?

Bulgarin: No. The time for negotiations is over. Do what needs to be done in his boardroom. Send a message.

Luis: Hey I ain't a hitman, bro. I mean, I'll fight anyone, do whatever, but I ain't a contract killer.

Bulgarin: Their officers are in the MeTV buildings. Getting in will not be easy.

Luis: You'll have to find someone else, man. I mean, it's not my thing. I ain't qualified for that shit.

Bulgarin: I'm sorry. I wasn't discussing your career development. I was telling you what to do. Now fuck off and go.

Dialogue

Timur: Wait up, asshole.

or:

Timur: Wait for me.

Timur: We go to heliport in Fishmarket South.

or:

Timur: We must pick up chopper. Go to heliport.

Luis: Hey I'm sorry to break up your party, man. You looked like you were having fun.

Timur: Mr. Ray wanted me to keep watch on you. Make sure you do what told.

Luis: Hey I don't need no watcher.

Timur: Mr. Ray think you do.

Luis: Shit.

Timur: You think I want be here?

Luis: Whatever.

Timur: Okay.

Luis: So?

Timur: So fucking what?

Luis: So, what's up, bro?

Timur: Fuck off.

Luis: Chill, man. I'm just trying to converse with you. My job is hospitality and...

Timur: Your job is kill Marki Ashvilli for Ray Bulgarin.

Luis: Timur, bro, I like to think I can talk to people. I try to put them at east, make 'em open up.

Timur: Sure, they open up when you shoot in their head. You put people in the ground, my friend. You killer like me. That what Bulgarin want you to do, so that what you do. Hospitality is for weaklings.

Luis: You're hard work, bro.

Timur: Fuck you. You are hard work. Don't even know what you are.

Luis: Hey, I know who I am. Sure, I do bad shit, but that ain't who I'm going to be forever.

Timur: Have heard this before.

Luis: Fuck off.

Timur: You want me to shut up? Good.

Luis: Good. Great. Total fucking silence from here on in.

Luis: You a fucking terrible conversationalist, T.

Luis: My lips are sealed.

Luis: You ain't getting a peep outta me.

Luis: Fuck, bro, in the future, can we just listen to the radio on these trips.

Luis: Not a word...

Luis: You need some people skills, bro. You're sorely lacking right now.

Luis: Total fucking silence...

Luis: What's the point in leaning English if you gonna be such a miserable asshole?

(Luis drives to the heliport)

Timur: Take command of chopper.

or:

Timur: Here is chopper. Drive.

(Luis and Timur enter the helicopter)

Timur: We go above Star Junction. As high as you can go.

Luis: I'm gonna swing out over the Broker Bridge. We'll gain some height and come back over the city.

or:

Luis: I better bring us up over the Humboldt, otherwise we ain't gonna get the altitude.

Timur: Here, I have headset for you. This is so we communicate when you in building.

Luis: Great. Thanks.

or:

Luis: Just what I always wanted. A hotline to a fucking charmer.

Luis: Can you tell me what the plan is?

Timur: Ashvilli office is in MeTV building. You no going to get in from ground so you come in from above.

Luis: Out the chopper? Great.

Timur: Is not so tough. I would do but there is chance Ashvilli's people come for my family back in home place.

Luis: And you ain't worried about my family?

Timur: No.

Luis: Tell me why we can't just land on the building.

Timur: You think they would not notice chopper landing on building? You must go in silent.

Luis: Perfect.

Timur: When you get in building I will give instructions through headset. You kill Ashvilli, send message and leave building. I pick you up on ground.

Luis: Sounds real tough for you, tough guy.

Timur: Okay, you soon need jump. I will fly chopper.

or:

Timur: We nearly here. When you go I will take controls.

Luis: Fuck this!

or:

Luis: Oh shit!

Timur: You going to splat if you no pull cord soon.

or:

Timur: Pull the cord already.

Timur: Have fun in there.

or:

Timur: Say hello to Ashvilli for me.

Luis: You gotta remind me why I'm doing this.

or:

Luis: Wish you could be here, asshole.

Russian: I think I see someone on the roof. Look into it.

or:

Russian: There is someone on our roof. Find out what is up.

Russian: This shit die now.

Russian: We have him now.

Russian: I'm going to shoot this bitch in the balls.

Luis: I'm in.

or:

Luis: Yo. I'm inside.

Timur: How you do in there?

Luis: Having fun, bro. You should come join me.

Timur: You still alive?

Luis: No thanks to you, motherfucker.

Luis: Timur, you there? What you doing?

Timur: I wait for you to kill this asshole.

Luis: You 're missing out on all the fun here, Timur.

Timur: Glad you enjoy yourself. I knew you had it in you.

Timur: You done yet?

Luis: Chill out, bro. I'm lucky to still be alive.

Luis: How the fuck did I get involved with these Russians?

Timur: I hear that.

Timur: Wakey. Wakey. Where you at?

Luis: I'm still in here cutting through these assholes. I tell you when I'm done!

Luis: If you buy this team, you gonna have to get a new office.

Timur: Faggot - always thinking of interior decoration. Just get job done.

Luis: Let's get this done.

Luis: Where's Ashvilli?

Luis: You shoulda taken the buyout.

Luis: Your boss upset a lot of people.

(Luis gets near the office)

Russian: How'd he get in here?

or:

Russian: I thought it was the fucking cops.

Russian: He's here for Ashvilli.

Luis: This might be your guy, partyboy.

or:

Luis: Yo, Timur, I think I see Ashvilli.

Luis: Hey, you the guy I'm looking for?

Luis: Blame capitalism, friend.

Luis: This all you got, you rich bitch.

Ashvilli: He must be stopped!

Ashvilli: This is political assassination. Protect me.

Ashvilli: Sacrifice yourselves! Your families will be rewarded.

Ashvilli: Kill him, you idiots!

Ashvilli: He's from the Kremlin. I knew they'd send someone.

Ashvilli: A million dollars to the man who brings me his head.

Ashvilli: It was the little Latin girl, I thought she was of age. She looked old for her age, okay. We all have our weaknesses. What is it? Did the Kremlin send you? You fucking piece of shit. Tell me who you are?

(Luis kills Ashvilli)

Luis: Timur, you hear me? I took out your guy.

Russian: That's the guy who killed Ashvilli.

or:

Russian: That's him. He killed Ashvilli.

Russian: There's the guy!

Luis: Oh shit!

or:

Luis: Too late, guys. He's dead.

Timur: Okay. Now you got to go. I am outside in truck. Come out window.

or:

Timur: I thought they would kill you. I am in truck outside. Jump out the window.

Russian: Get him! Get him!

Russian: Get that motherfucker!

Russian: Don't let him get away!

Luis: There's a whole fucking lot of you.

Luis: What's the problem? Your boss is already gone.

Luis: You ganging up on me.

Luis: I should get the fuck outta here.

Luis: Give me a break. Fuck!

Luis: I'm just a guy doing his job, just like you.

(Luis parachutes to the ground)

Timur: Get in here! Quick!

or:

Timur: Get in!

Timur: Come on. Get in!

(If Luis lingers, more Russians will show up)

Timur: I think you got some people looking for you.

or:

Timur: These guys look pissed.

Timur: You know these idiots?

(Timur drives the bus to Bus lane)

Timur: Mr. Ray will be pleased Ashvilli no more around.

Luis: Yeah, great. Tell him I'm not his fucking hitman, okay. That's not why I'm hanging with him.

Timur: I am sorry, Mr. Hospitality man. You do what Mr. Ray says, that's it. I see you soon.

Luis: Stick your guitar up your fucking ass.

Alternate dialogue

Luis: Hey Timmy, I wouldn't have picked you for a musician, bro.

Timur: It relax me.

Luis: Yeah. Helps you chill, does it? You get tense?

Timur: Only when I hurt people. When I kill them, no, but hurt them, yes, very tense.

Luis: Shit? Okay.

Timur: What you do to relax?

Luis: Me? Women, bro. I'm Dominican, man.

Timur: Really? They not pain in ass?

Luis: Maybe you right. In the moment you forget everything else, but then they turn into psychos.

Timur: When you going to kill fag man your boss?

Luis: Tony?

Timur: Yes. When you kill him?

Luis: I ain't killing him, man. What gave you that impression?

Timur: You with us now. I thought you done with him. You kill him and take over.

Luis: Definitely not. No fucking way!

Timur: You want I should do it? You got money?

Luis: Stay the fuck away from Tony, man. You touch him I'll fucking kill you.

Timur: Okay, boy. You love fag man. You like him fuck you?

Luis: I mean it, bro. Stay the fuck away from him.

Timur: You fucking pussy.

Luis: Can we just not talk? Is that a problem? Can you shut the fuck up?

Timur: I didn't want to talk to you in first place.

Luis: Perfect!

(Luis begins to fly the helicopter)

Timur: You like to parachute?

Luis: It's an occupational hazard.

Timur: What's that mean?

Luis: It means I don't like doing anything that could easily kill me, but sometimes you got to.

Timur: This is why you tell Mr. Ray you are not "contract killer"? You scared?

Luis: I'm not scared, bro, I just don't like it that's all.

Failing the mission

Timur dies

Bulgarin: Luis, is he dead?

Luis: Yeah, I'm afraid so.

Bulgarin: Excellent.

Luis: Oh shit. We getting our wires crossed, bro. I meant Timur's dead, man.

Bulgarin: This is not a funny confusion! I will speak to you soon.