High Dive/Script

The following is a script of the mission High Dive in The Ballad of Gay Tony.

Script

Yusuf: You tell him I don't care. A billion dollars is chump change. What does a billion dollars buy anyway today? It doesn't even buy a million dollars. No, you tell him that. You tell him Yusuf Amir is speaking. That name does mean something in this town! One second. Hello? Excuse me. Hello? Hello, who is this? Poppa! How are you? Yes, Poppa, yes, a present. It's a gift. No. No, you didn't pay for it. I did. Well, I didn't pay for it, so you didn't... Poppa, it's complicated. I miss you, Poppa. I do. Yes, I'm close to closing the deal. The biggest tower. You're going to be so proud of me. Well, ten dollars is maybe a little bit too much to spend in a month, but it was necessary. No, Poppa, no, that's not fair. No, no, no. Poppa, they're not prostitutes! They're loose women! Poppa, Poppa, hello Poppa?

(Yusuf hangs the phone up and sees Luis)

Yusuf: Hey, it's you my friend, how you doing? How you doing?

Luis: What's up, papa? Trouble with your old man?

Yusuf: No. With my father.

Luis: Okay...yeah. Family can be tough, man.

Yusuf: He's a very conservative man. He does not understand what I'm doing here. He thinks my life is one long party - a reckless orgy of sex, drugs and spending.

Luis: Really?

Yusuf: He is deluded. I work my fingers to the bone. To the bone! You know, last week I got exhausted test driving sexy cars. I had to fly to Vice City and bang bitches for two weeks just to recover. I'm a workaholic man. A workaholic, homie.

Luis: Yeah, evidently.

Yusuf: And now, I have to meet Ahmed and his brother to take a business meeting. I mean, I love those guys; they're like family, but, oh God, it's going to exhaust me.

Luis: How is that?

Yusuf: These guys, they're always going on about how rich they are, "look the money here, the money there". You know what they are, Luis? I'll level with you, they're very, what's the word? Tacky! No taste! I mean, I love those guys, but seriously, come on...

Luis: Okay, well, I guess I'll see you later, then.

Yusuf: No, no, no, no. Hey, you're coming with me, baby. You need to hang around. Act like we're friends. Shit, we are friends, baby! Make out that we've got shit going down. Going down, my nigga! Anyway, let's go. Let's bounce, baby. When I say bounce, I don't mean bouncing literally, I just mean...

Luis: I know what it means, Yusuf.

Yusuf: It's a term from the street meaning you have to walk. But if you don't get that it's a bit like, Roll with me. You have to roll, but not like a fat man rolling, but just walk.

Luis: Can we just go?

Dialogue

(Luis meets with Ahmed and Tahir)

Luis: Ahmed.

Ahmed: Luis. My man. Where's Yusuf?

Luis; What's going on, bro?

Ahmed: What you mean, "what's going on?" Chill, homeboy. Look at the real estate. Enjoy.

Tahir: Where the fuck is Yusuf? You said he said he'd be here.

Luis: What's wrong with you, man? Yo, what's going on?

Tahir: He knows, he fucking knows. We're in the shit.

(Luis grabs Tahir by the throat and holds his body over the ledge on the tower)

Luis: What do I know?

Ahmed: I-I-I told you to chill, man. Shit.

(Ahmed runs away)

Luis: Tell me what I just walked into.

Tahir: Shit. Shit, shit!

Luis: Tell me!

Tahir: Please, whatever you do, I'm sorry. Shit.

Luis: Fuck you!

(Luis throws Tahir over the edge)

Tahir: No!!

Taxi Driver: If I see another tourist today, I'll puke.

(Tahir lands on the roof of the taxi)

Taxi Driver: Motherfucker!

(Luis corners Ahmed on the tip of the building)

Ahmed: Look, here, I have a parachute. Take it. We were hoping to get Yusuf on wiretap. They don't know shit about you. Believe me!

(Luis lunges towards Ahmed who falls off the building. Luis then parachutes off the building and lands safely on the ground)

Post mission phone call

Yusuf: Luis, bro, I heard the news. What went down?

Luis: Tahir did. And Ahmed soon after him.

Yusuf: Oh, whatever do you mean?

Luis: Dude took a dive down to sea level, bro. Motherfuckers set you up with the NOOSE so they could take your business.

Yusuf: I cannot believe it. They were brothers to me. I would have brought them anything they wanted.

Luis: Sometimes, bro, money ain't enough.

Yusuf: I have a deep sadness in me, Luis. Will you join me, please - for an orgy of champagne, cocaine, women, watermelons and whatever else this city may have to offer. We must forget them.

Luis: Shit, you're gonna have to do your forgetting by yourself, man. I got a lot of other business to deal with, I'll see you round, man. Okay?