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==Dialogue==
==Dialogue==
'''Billy''': Alright. Jim, Johnny, since you two were both so vocal in your support of this deal. You two are going to be the ones to hand over the brown to the slopes.
'''Johnny''': What? What are you and your boy here going to be doing?
'''Billy''': We are going to watch your backs, because unlike this fat man here, I just don't trust those little yellow bastards. Good luck.
'''Brian''': Hey, they don't need luck, we're looking out for them.
'''Johnny''': This better be cool man.
''(Johnny and Jim walk inside the building)''
'''Jim''': So Johnny this is uh, Mmm.. Okay.
'''Johnny''': We gonna be cool and do this thing?
'''Triad''': So let me get this straight. You are here to sell us back our heroin. The heroin my cousins sweated over in order to bring to this country only to have it stolen?
'''Johnny''': Look man we can do business or go to war. It's your call.
'''Triad''': In this country they seem to be the same thing, you stupid pieces of shit.
''(The Triads open fire on the two but they flee)''
'''Jim''': Fuck you!
''(The two watch from a scaffolding as cops arrive at the scene)''
'''Billy''': You set me up, Johnny. You set me up.
'''LCPD''': Put your hands in the air. Now!
'''Billy''': Fuck you, Johnny. You're dead!
'''LCPD''': Shut your God damn mouth, shut your mouth!
'''Billy''': You're dead!
'''LCPD''': Shut up!
''(The LCPD arrest Billy and Johnny calls Brian)''
'''Brian''': Johnny Klebitz.
'''Johnny''': Brian, man. Shit's fucked. Billy's been taken down. Where are you?
'''Brian''': Bill, yeah, he's fucked now. Thanks to you. I'm around the corner.
'''Johnny''': We're coming. Wait there.
''(The three arrive at the clubhouse)''
'''Brian''': Jesus. That was heavy, man. Fuck it.
'''Johnny''': What was Billy's fucking problem?
'''Brian''': Nothing wrong with him, buddy.
'''Johnny''': You two want us to end up all dead?
'''Brian''': Man, Billy was right about you. I knew you were a rat, now he's gone, man.
'''Johnny''': He ain't gone, Brian, he's gone to prison. He's not dead.
'''Brian''': You ratted him out! You ratted him out!
'''Johnny''': No I didn't. He nearly got me fucking killed.
'''Brian''': You set us up - you've always wanted to be the one - the man - you're a gimp, Johnny. A gimp and a fucking Judas.
'''Johnny''': What the fuck are you talking about, you ass kissing little weasel?
''(Jim pushes Brian and intervenes)''
'''Jim''': Hey Brian. Johnny's not like that, man.
'''Brian''': Jim, you're wrong, man. I know you're a good guy - but this Jew prick. He fucked us over, man. He set us up and he called the cops. And you know why? Because they're putting heat on him. They saw him and they've been calling him... I know, because they did the same to me, and they told me you ratted us out.
'''Johnny''': You keep talking like that - you are dead, my little friend.
'''Biker''': Fuck you, man.
'''Johnny''': What?
'''Billy''': You sent Billy to jail. Show us your phone, prove you ain't been speaking to the law.
'''Johnny''': I don't prove shit to you and I didn't talk to no one. Fuck it... c'mon!
'''Brian''': You stay away from us, you hear?
''(Johnny leaves then speaks with Jim)''
'''Johnny''': Okay, Jim. I guess I got to take over as Chapter President now. When people hear about Billy going down, there's gonna be more pressure on us than ever. We got to get through it. Brothers for life, man. Lost forever. I'll see you soon.


==Alternate dialogue==
==Alternate dialogue==

Revision as of 07:16, 21 August 2014

The following is a script of the mission This Shit's Cursed in The Lost and Damned.

Script

Jim: Billy, I just don't see how we have a choice man.

Billy: I have a choice - I 'm free. I'm not a slave. I have a choice. Jim, I love you man, but since you've hit middle age, you've really lost something...

Jim: Yeah and since you've been strung out on this shit you've lost something - your fucking mind.

Brian: Easy Jim, look who the fuck you're speaking to huh.

(Johnny walks in)

Billy: Hey.

Johnny: What's up?

Billy: I'm just trying to explain to our friend here - that possession is nine tenths of the law - we should make the slopes pay us back.

Terry: Billy, I've got Chad on the phone!

Johnny: Pay us back for what?

Billy: Look we have a business opportunity here Johnny. I think a guy like you should be pleased.

Johnny: Yeah but Jim says there's some problem.

Jim: There is - that H we stole - it belonged to the Chinese. The Deadbeats told them we got it and they want it back.

Johnny: So? Fuck 'em.

Billy: Finally!

Terry: Billy - Chad's on the phone about the meeting.

Jim: Look normally I'd be down for that, but these aren't the type of dudes you say "fuck 'em" to. They're some heavily armed, pissed off motherfuckers, who killed a couple of Angels when they found out their shit was gone. Now I'm thinking maybe we can strike up a deal with them.

Johnny: Okay.

Billy: Okay? Why don't you just suck 'em off while you're at it? And tell Chad I'm sober as can be over here.

Johnny: Look I just think that given this war we're back into with the Angels of Death, and given the fact that one or possibly two government agencies are looking into our shit, that offloading the heroin would be a good idea, alright!? And looking for a fight, is the wrong thing to do right now given the fact that we can't even stop fighting amongst ourselves!

Billy: Yeah, you're right we probably should all get into a circle, hold hands, pray, and sing Kum Ba Yah.

Brian: Kum Ba Yah!

Johnny: Yeah, whatever... This ain't no joking matter, Billy! We'll either end up dead in the ground, or back in the lockup with you!

Billy: I ain't going back there. I'd rather be dead.

Brian: Damn straight.

Johnny: Well you don't have to do either, man. I just think that getting rid of that stuff now is the right thing to do.

Billy: Okay.

Dialogue

Billy: Alright. Jim, Johnny, since you two were both so vocal in your support of this deal. You two are going to be the ones to hand over the brown to the slopes.

Johnny: What? What are you and your boy here going to be doing?

Billy: We are going to watch your backs, because unlike this fat man here, I just don't trust those little yellow bastards. Good luck.

Brian: Hey, they don't need luck, we're looking out for them.

Johnny: This better be cool man.

(Johnny and Jim walk inside the building)

Jim: So Johnny this is uh, Mmm.. Okay.

Johnny: We gonna be cool and do this thing?

Triad: So let me get this straight. You are here to sell us back our heroin. The heroin my cousins sweated over in order to bring to this country only to have it stolen?

Johnny: Look man we can do business or go to war. It's your call.

Triad: In this country they seem to be the same thing, you stupid pieces of shit.

(The Triads open fire on the two but they flee)

Jim: Fuck you!

(The two watch from a scaffolding as cops arrive at the scene)

Billy: You set me up, Johnny. You set me up.

LCPD: Put your hands in the air. Now!

Billy: Fuck you, Johnny. You're dead!

LCPD: Shut your God damn mouth, shut your mouth!

Billy: You're dead!

LCPD: Shut up!

(The LCPD arrest Billy and Johnny calls Brian)

Brian: Johnny Klebitz.

Johnny: Brian, man. Shit's fucked. Billy's been taken down. Where are you?

Brian: Bill, yeah, he's fucked now. Thanks to you. I'm around the corner.

Johnny: We're coming. Wait there.

(The three arrive at the clubhouse)

Brian: Jesus. That was heavy, man. Fuck it.

Johnny: What was Billy's fucking problem?

Brian: Nothing wrong with him, buddy.

Johnny: You two want us to end up all dead?

Brian: Man, Billy was right about you. I knew you were a rat, now he's gone, man.

Johnny: He ain't gone, Brian, he's gone to prison. He's not dead.

Brian: You ratted him out! You ratted him out!

Johnny: No I didn't. He nearly got me fucking killed.

Brian: You set us up - you've always wanted to be the one - the man - you're a gimp, Johnny. A gimp and a fucking Judas.

Johnny: What the fuck are you talking about, you ass kissing little weasel?

(Jim pushes Brian and intervenes)

Jim: Hey Brian. Johnny's not like that, man.

Brian: Jim, you're wrong, man. I know you're a good guy - but this Jew prick. He fucked us over, man. He set us up and he called the cops. And you know why? Because they're putting heat on him. They saw him and they've been calling him... I know, because they did the same to me, and they told me you ratted us out.

Johnny: You keep talking like that - you are dead, my little friend.

Biker: Fuck you, man.

Johnny: What?

Billy: You sent Billy to jail. Show us your phone, prove you ain't been speaking to the law.

Johnny: I don't prove shit to you and I didn't talk to no one. Fuck it... c'mon!

Brian: You stay away from us, you hear?

(Johnny leaves then speaks with Jim)

Johnny: Okay, Jim. I guess I got to take over as Chapter President now. When people hear about Billy going down, there's gonna be more pressure on us than ever. We got to get through it. Brothers for life, man. Lost forever. I'll see you soon.

Alternate dialogue

Failing the mission