Jamaican Heat/Script

The following is a script of Jamaican Heat in Grand Theft Auto IV.

Script

(Niko walks in to Roman who is speaking over his radio)

Roman: Head into town. I don't give a fuck if the bridge is bus, you're a cab driver! Hey [to Niko]. Hello, Roman Bellic Enterprises... No. Mr. Bellic has stepped away from his office, can I take a message? Okay... great... no, I'm not gay. Yes, I'll tell him. Car seven, head to South Slopes. Come on, where are you, Mohammed? Hello, Roman Bellic's ofi... Shit. Fucking battery. This is chaos!

Niko: Capitalism is a dirty business.

Roman: Yeah... like war?

Niko: Not exactly.

Roman: No. Maybe not. When you going to tell me properly about what happened? I'm not going to judge you.

Niko: Ahh... when you got time.

(Phone rings and Roman hangs up)

Roman: There, I have time.

Niko: Another time. Can I help?

Roman: Okay. Yes... go pick up my friend, Little Jacob... he's a good man. Likes to smoke a bit. Look after him. He is on Oneida Avenue in South Slopes. Niko, man, we should talk some time - I'm a good listener.

Niko: Whatever, man.

(Niko leaves and the phone rings)

Roman: Mohammed, where the fuck are... Oh! Miss Weinstock, no no, not you... what can I do for you today?

Dialogue

(Niko pick ups Little Jacob)

Little Jacob: Alright breda, forward a Dillon Street, in Schottler. Ya Niko? The one me man Roman's been talking about all this time? Cousin Niko, gonna help Roman take over de world and ting?

Niko Bellic: I guess so.

Little Jacob: Respect. Alright, alright. We going to this spot where I need ya to wait for I, seen? I gotta ask ya another favor, too.

Nico Bellic: Go for it.

Little Jacob: Can you take dis piece? Ya hear any ting bad going down, you come and help, sight?

Niko Bellic: Are you worried about this? I know how to use a gun if you want me to keep watch on things.

Little Jacob: Realness brother, you are me man Roman's cousin. Thanks, respect. This ras clot has a rukus with me breden Real Badman de other day. I want to make peace, but Jah know what type of shit they might pull off.

(Niko and Jacob arrive at the location)

Little Jacob: Alright. Thre be a spot up there. Watch out for any badness.

Niko Bellic: Sure.

(Three gang members arrive)

Little Jacob: What dis? I thought there was only going to be one of yous coming?

Gang Member: Jacob, Jacob, Jacob... we have te teach Badman his lesson and ting.

(They start shooting)

Little Jacob: Shit, Niko. Get these bloodclots.

Gang Member: Rhaatid, someone be inna de ground.

(the three are killed and another one shows up)

Little Jacob: There be another one, Niko. Check him.

(the last Jamaican is killed)

Little Jacob: Sorry for maga dog, maga dog turn round bite you. Come here back a' homebrew café. You a real creation stepper, Niko, righteous wit dat piece.

Niko: I have had much experience.

Little Jacob: I tink we could do some work together and tings. Inna the future, you know?

Niko: I am always looking for work, if it pays.

Little Jacob: Here's me number. Mek we link up soon.

Alternative dialogue

Little Jacob: Alright breda, forward a Dillon Street, in Schottler. Alright, alright. Ya me man Roman's cousin, ain't ya? Two of ya going to rule this city and ting, ain't it?

Niko: I don't know about that. It seems that Roman has enough problem running his own life, let alone the whole city.

Little Jacob: This is fe me breda. Seen, Niko, seen. Can ya do me a favor? You see, Real Badman, me boss man, he get in a fight with these boys and I gots to go down te make peace. They got too fierce and I ain't sure this is gonna be an easy ting. Can you keep an eye on the meet with I's piece?

Niko: This is something I am more equipped to do than drive people around for Roman.

Little Jacob: Righteous, I gonna feel safer with some backup inna de ground.

(Niko and Jacob arrive at the location)

Little Jacob: Alright. Thre be a spot up there. Watch out for any badness.

Niko Bellic: Sure.

(Three gang members arrive)

Little Jacob: What dis? I thought there was only going to be one of yous coming?

Gang Member: Jacob, Jacob, Jacob... we have te teach Badman his lesson and ting.

(They start shooting)

Little Jacob: Shit, Niko. Get these bloodclots.

Gang Member: Rhaatid, someone be inna de ground.

(the three are killed and another one shows up)

Little Jacob: Watch yourself, coo pon de other one inna the ground.

(the last Jamaican is killed)

Little Jacob: Sorry for maga dog, maga dog turn round bite you. Come here back a' homebrew café. Badman get I an' I in all type of shit you know, Niko.

Niko: I have the feeling it will be same story with Roman. He has been the same way since we were very young.

Little Jacob: Ya the type of man who can get out of a rukus, seen?

Niko: You look like you can look after yourself as well, man.

Little Jacob: I might have some work for you now Niko. Here's me number.

Failing the mission

Little Jacob is killed

Niko: Bad shit happen, cousin. Jacob ain't around no more.

Roman: Jacob. Oh, oh... I don't want know what happened. Fuck, now I have to call his friend Real Badman. This ain't going to go well cousin.