Highjack/Script: Difference between revisions

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dealMike Toreno: Hey, Carl.

Carl Johnson: Hey, what the fuck, man! Hey, Toreno, I told you my bad, man. What the hell can I say? I screwed you over.

Toreno: Calm down, kid.

Carl: Just go ahead and kill me then.

Toreno: Calm down!

Carl: Man, you ain't nothin' but a fucking yayo dealer anyway, Toreno.

Toreno: Shut up and sit down! What, you think I'm a drug dealer? You think you're a crusader for good? Do you have any idea what's going on? Any idea whatsoever? Do you? DO YOU?

Carl: No. I pay as little attention to things as possible.

Toreno: Do not be a fucking smartass with me. I work for a government agency. It is not important which one. I will try not to confuse you. Yes, when we last met, I was involved in battling threats in Latin America, BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY. That does not make me a drug dealer. Now, the money that we raised, the friends that we won over, have helped us immeasurably in our overseas interests.

Carl: Government agency?

Toreno: Kids like you. You expect heroes. We're fighting a war out there. I'll be a hero and I'll lose, and what'll we have? Communism in Ohio. People sharing. Nobody buying stuff. That kind of bullshit. So relax, and listen.

Carl: Alright, alright, I'm listening.

Toreno: I know what kind of guy you are. I need a guy like you. To do things I can't get caught doing.

Carl: Like what?

Toreno: I need you to commandeer a truck. A rival agency, with a confused social agenda. They got things that we need. Now this is a two-man job. You'll need a friend. Use your sister's boyfriend, but don't tell him a thing. Remember, I'll be watching you.

(Cesar comes)

Cesar Vialpando: I got here as fast as I could, CJ!

Carl: Yeah, you sure did. How you know I needed help?

Cesar: Man, you losing it holmes! You phoned me a half hour ago, man!

Carl: I did? I mean, oh yeah, I did. Sorry man, I got a whole lot on my mind.

(Carl and Cesar on the bike, headed to the freeway.)

Carl: We need to 'jack a truck on the freeway. It's headed to San Fierro.

(As approaching Robada Intersection)

Cesar: We can get on the freeway here, holmes!

(While driving along the freeway)

Cesar: What's the plan?

Carl: I'm gonna pull alongside and you're gonna hop on board!

Cesar: Oh shit, you did not mention that on the phone!

Carl: It'll be a walk in the park!

(Random things Cesar says while preparing to hop on board)

Cesar: Just a little closer, holmes!

Cesar: Match the truck's speed!

Cesar: What do you think, I'm a Mexican jumping bean? Closer!

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-'''[[Mike Toreno]]''': Hey, Carl.
+ deal'''[[Mike Toreno]]''': Hey, Carl.
 '''[[Carl Johnson]]''': Hey, what the fuck, man! Hey, Toreno, I told you my bad, man. What the hell can I say? I screwed you over.
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 '''Carl''': No. I pay as little attention to things as possible.
-'''Toreno''': Do not be a fucking smartass with me. I work for a government agency. It is not important which one. I will try not to confuse you. Yes, when we last met, I was involved in battling threats in Latin America, BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY. That does not make me a drug leader. Now, the money that we raised, the friends that we won over, have helped us immeasurably in our overseas interests.
+'''Toreno''': Do not be a fucking smartass with me. I work for a government agency. It is not important which one. I will try not to confuse you. Yes, when we last met, I was involved in battling threats in Latin America, BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY. That does not make me a drug dealer. Now, the money that we raised, the friends that we won over, have helped us immeasurably in our overseas interests.
 '''Carl''': Government agency?