User:Gta-mysteries/Unused Dialogue

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A Dish Served Cold

Russian: A man is on the boat, watch for him.

Russian: Dimitri don't want to see you.

Russian: Dimitri say I have to kill you now, too bad.

Russian: Get out of here, we don't need no more hands.

Russian: He is going for Dimitri.

Russian: Hey, you ain't got no business here.

Russian: I got orders that says you don't come on this ship.

Russian: I promised myself I wouldn't kill nobody today. By coming on ship, you have made me break promise!

Russian: I told you to piss off.

Russian: Protect Dimitri and the heroin.

Russian: Secure the cargo hold. There an unknown on the ship.

Russian: Secure the hold, secure cargo hold. Enter lock down.

Russian: Secure the shipment, lock down the cargo hold.

Russian: There is an intruder on the ship.

Russian: We have an intruder on the ship, beware.

Russian: We have intruder, lock down cargo hold.

Russian: We must stop him from getting into the hold.

Russian: You don't belong here, Slav.

Russian: You had the warning, now you get the bullets.

Russian: You should have listened you dumb Slav, now you dead.

Buoys Ahoy

No sound files:

• This is a message from Dimitri Rascalov.

• We got you.

• Channel your anger, Niko. Catch up to them.

• Come on, Niko. Put this thing into overdrive.

• Didn't see that one coming, did ya?

• Get me to the coast. I'm done with this.

• Giving it to them from behind.

• His wife is getting on his back about yours truly -

• I wanted to get a tan, not a burn.

• I'm definitely not saying I took this now.

• Move it, sister.

• Niko, they're getting away.

• Ruler of the high seas, Niko Bellic.

• Shit, Bernie, you're in trouble. I'll be there.

• Shoot them.

• Snap to it, sailor. You're losing them.

• So long sailor.

• That singed my eyebrows.

• The bitch ain't gonna be happy.

• There she blows.

• They're getting away.

• They're in our sights.

• You'll catch something.

• You've got more important things to do than backstroke.

Deconstruction for Beginners

• Can't nobody fuck with your ass.
• Damn, money. I thought you was gonna do this shit for sure.
• Damn, son. You got him good.
• He shoots, he scores.
• I guess you can see that the guy got away.
• I left some heat for you in that car, money. Pop the trunk and take what you need.
• I wouldn't want you after my ass.
• I'm going to call Mr. Yusuf Amir, tell him the good news.
• Keep an eye on that wannabe asshole...
• Looks like that's the last of them. Now you just need to get the hell out of there, money.
• Make sure they dead.
• Nice ride, son. Let's roll.
• Not exactly going to be turning them heads, is it?
• Punish them bitches, for real.
• Shit, you dangerous, boy.
• Shit, you one hardcore motherfucker.
• Show them punkass bitches they be fucking with a businessman.
• The cat going to be back. Hit me up later.
• That fool got taken down.
• That shit looked bad.
• That some crazy shit.
• That's gotta hurt.
• Three pointer at the buzzer.
• What have we here?
• What the fuck's he tryin' to prove?
• What you doin', motherfucker? We need us a ride.
• What you doing? Get that motherfucker, motherfucker.
• Whooooa...
• Yo, can you hear me, player? The thing best be working for your sake.
• Yo, you definitely is from Eastern Europe. Driving this shit.
• You alright, money?
• You just take that shit in your stride.
• You one loco motherfucker.
• You the right man for this job, money.

First Date

• Good game, Niko. We had fun. Will you take me home now?
• Great, we're here. I'd like to play a few frames, wouldn't you?
• I can't wait for ever, Niko. Come on.
• I hope the police didn't see that.
• Jeez Louise.
• Let's go, now!
• Niko, what are you doing?
• See you, Michelle.
• This poor car.
• You're going to need to take this to the shop.

Final Interview

Goldberg: a man who's struggled.

Goldberg: Alright then, let's continue.

Goldberg: Alright, I'll come out when I'm finished with this.

Francis: And remember to wear a suit.

Goldberg: Can you take seat, Mr. Bellic?

Karen: Come into our offices at 6pm tomorrow. Is that alright?

Karen: Come into our offices at 8am tomorrow. Is that alright?

Karen: Come into our offices in a few days time. Is that alright?

Goldberg: Don't you want to pick that up? This is only a job interview at one of the most respected law firms in Liberty City.

Security Guard: Go to reception please, sir.

Security Guard: Good afternoon, sir.

Security Guard: Good morning, sir.

Goldberg: Great, follow me through to my office.

Goldberg: I don't like people who cut corners, Nikolai.

Goldberg: I just wanted to make the world into a better place.

Niko: I'll talk to him later. I expect that he would prefer me to do what I'm here to do before we speak anyway.

Niko: I'm doing it now. Be patient.

Goldberg: Is there a problem, why aren't you sitting?

Goldberg: Just one second there. Just one little second, okay?

Goldberg: Mr. Bellic, you're gonna have to sit down.

Goldberg: Not many people are willing to give an immigrant a chance in this city.

Goldberg: Oh! Objection...

Karen: Ok, I'll bring him through to the waiting area.

Goldberg: Ow, I should have stayed at the DA's office...

Karen: Please wait here for Mr. Goldberg.

Security Guard: Please wait until you're called through, sir.

Goldberg: Security! Security! Someone help me!

Goldberg: That your family? I bet they're anxious for this to be a success.

Niko: The person on the other end of the line is certainly keen for me to do what I came here to do.

Francis: They ain't gonna take you seriously without one on.

Niko: When I take a job, I see it through to the end.

Security Guard: You can't go through there, sir.

Security Guard: You need to go to reception, sir.

Flatline

Female Doctor: Any inquiries, try the ER reception.

Female Doctor: Cops act all nice when they get shot but it's Mr. Toughguy now that they're down the hall with a witness.

Female Doctor: Didn't I just?

Female Doctor: Hey, watch out for those cops. They're down the hall acting like they own the place.

• Huh?

Female Doctor: It's only hospital staff beyond this point sir.

Female Doctor: Visiting hours are over.

Harboring a Grudge

Patrick: Dammit, they just don't give up.

Patrick: Don't these triads have other stuff they need to fuck with?

Patrick: Get away from the fucking truck.

Patrick: Get away from the truck. Don't you know when you're beat?

Patrick: Go back to the docks where you belong.

Triad: Hey, what do you think you're doing?

Patrick: I just can't be bothered with this shit.

Patrick: Jesus Christ, I'm getting sick of these fucking triads.

Patrick: Let us drive in fucking peace, you cocksuckers.

Triad: Let's kill these thieves!

Patrick: Persistent motherfuckers, aren't they?

Patrick: Possession is nine tenths of the law. Deal with it.

Patrick: Put that in your wok and fry it.

Patrick: Stay away from us, you shitheads.

Triad: Stupid Americans are trying to rob us!

Patrick: Take your defeat like real men. Fuck off.

Patrick: That's great. That's just fucking great. We lost the stuff.

Patrick: There's a billion of these motherfuckers back in China, they won't miss a few.

Patrick: There are ours now. Fuck off.

Patrick: They're fucking ramming us. Shit.

Patrick: This ain't no fireworks display. It's a fucking assault rifle.

Patrick: This is America, assholes. The strongest survive.

Patrick: You dumpling-eating motherfuckers.

Hating the Haters

Niko: Bernie, what's the deal? Are you asleep or something? Wake up.

Bernie: Bryce only likes carpet burns he's given me. Not these things.

Bernie: Don't drop your diet muffins, people.

Bernie: Hold onto your focaccias, people.

Bernie: I better not need plastic surgery on these cuts.

Bernie: I could kiss you.

Niko: I got distracted Bernie.

Bernie: I was going too fast...too fast.

Niko: I'll call you.

Hater: It's the TV man. They just rub it in your face all day long. All those... men.

Bernie: Niko, he got me. Where were you? I thought you were watching me.

Bernie: No one's going to pay attention to me.

Bernie: Now I'm even more hideous.

Hater: Shit man. I didn't mean nothing by it.

Niko: Sure thing Bernie.

Bernie: Thanks a bunch Niko.

Hater: They're not meant to fight back.

Bernie: Watch your skinny frappes, Bernie's coming through.

Niko: We'll talk later.

Bernie: You are good enough to eat. Fun time soon. Fun time. I promise.

Niko: You'll have no more trouble Bernie. Don't worry.

Holland Nights

Woman: Clarence, is that you again? Can't you deal out on another block?

Gangster: Even the cops be scared to come up here.

Francis: Good move. You shouldn't trust a word that comes out of that scum's mouth.

Niko: He tried to convince me to let him go. Said he'd get out of town. I finished him anyway.

Woman: I told you boys to do your fighting outside.

Woman: If you're makin' a mess in the stairwell, I'm sure as hell not cleaning it up.

Gangster: I 'm gonna put a cap in your dome, fool.

Niko: Sorry.

Gangster: The cops ain't gonna help you in here, they scared as shit.

Francis: The streets are a little bit cleaner now he's gone. One percent - it's all we can hope for.

Gangster: This ain't looking good for you, bitch.

Niko: Whatever you say. They don't look much cleaner from where I'm standing.

I Need Your Clothes, Your Boots, and Your Motorcycle

Frankie: From now on, we're only using Sicilian muscle.

Frankie: I knew you boys would make a play for big time.

Gerald: Moron. Come back here.

Gerald: Niko, you dumb fuck, the whole plan relied upon your being mistaken for that particular Albo.

Niko: That Albanian's hygiene weren't so good. I had to change out of his clothes.

Frankie: This is America, you will never make it big.

Frankie: You guys is dirt.

I'll Take Her

Gracie: Cock-sucking son of a bitch.

Gracie: Come on, you're scaring me.

Gracie: Don't burn her out.

Gracie: Easy there, we ain't on the bullet train.

Gracie: Fire! Fire! Ain't that supposed to work?

Patrick: Fuck. That's a big pay packet you lost us McRearys in our time of need.

Gracie: Help me! Help me!

Gracie: Hey, come on, it's time we went back. You already put a few miles on the clock.

Gracie: Hold back. Stop driving like a prick.

Gracie: I think we better go back now.

Gracie: I'll give $10,000 to anybody who kills this asshole!

Gracie: I'll have your balls for this.

Gracie: I'll rip your dick off and shove it down your throat.

Gracie: I'm being kidnapped by a stupid, immigrant, creepy pervert.

Gracie: I'm being kidnapped!

Gracie: I've been snatched by the dumbest kidnapper ever.

Gracie: Save me from this dumb pervert.

Gracie: She's not meant to be driven like this.

Gracie: Some illegal immigrant creep is kidnapping me.

Gracie: Someone help me!

Gracie: Stupid immigrant fuck.

Gracie: This creep wants to rape me!

Gracie: When my daddy hears about this...

Gracie: When my dad's done with you, you'll wish you'd been sent to prison.

Gracie: Where are you going? Get back in.

Gracie: You can't do this.

Gracie: You fucking prick.

Gracie: You motherfucker!

Gracie: You're a dead man.

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Gordon: Are you gonna photograph that fine lady, or what?

Gordon: For now.

Gracie: Fuck you. (muffled)

Niko: Having fun, Gordo?

Niko: Hey Gordon.

Gordon: Hey, what are ya doing? I was watching that.

Gordon: It's painful enough looking after Gracie, at least let me watch what I wanna.

Gracie: Photograph her already, you being here might get her all excited.

Gordon: She's psychotic as fuck, Niko. You leave her for a second and the whole place is trashed.

Gordon: The sooner you take this fucking picture, the sooner we can give this lovely lady back to her daddy.

Gordon: When you baby sit the bitch, you can choose what to watch.

Gordon: You don't need to think too much about the composition. Just take the photo that proves she's alive.

Gordon: You going to take my picture as well, Niko?

Niko: Your problem, not mine.

Late Checkout

Jewish Mobster: Boychick - you did the right thing.

Worker: I'm going out for a smoke. If the penthouse calls down again, tell them I'm on a break.

Jewish Mobster: Isaac will understand. This is business.

Niko: I've done this work for you, you said you'd find someone for me.

Niko: That was the deal. I'm not your clean up guy any more.

Jewish Mobster: You showed mercy. I thank you for this.

Liquidize the Assets

Russian: All coke is lost. Get this fucker.

Russian: Get the vans out of here.

Russian: We lost everything. Make him pay.

Lure

Francis: Great, the perp should be inside his apartment.

Niko: I'm outside the place.

Dealer: You ain't getting my ass.

Master and the Molotov

Dimitri: Shit.

Dimitri: What am I to do?

Faustin: Burn in hell, pussy.

Dimitri: Can I call Petrovic and tell him that Mikhail is no longer a problem? Is he dead, Niko?

Dimitri: Every second he lives, our lives are in danger. Your cousin's as well, Niko.

Faustin: Getting a little warm?

Faustin: Have this.

Dimitri: He is dead? You have killed Mikhail?

Niko: He is not. Not yet, at east.

Dimitri: Hurry and do it. Call me when it is done.

Faustin: If you can't take the heat, Bellic...

Faustin: Is this what you ordered?

Niko: Not yet, Dimitri.

Dimitri: You killed Petrovic's son. I need not remind you of that.

Dimitri: You must eliminate Mikhail to make things right. Do it soon.

Meltdown

Tuna: Fuck you, Nicky, fuck you.

Ray: I was planning for an easy life. It don't matter too much, bring me the score at Drusilla's.

Tuna: I'm gonna clip you then I'm gonna go clip Ray Bo -fucking -ccino.

Tuna: None of you Russians got no respect for nothing.

Tuna: Ray ain't never gonna trust a fucking rat. Remember that.

Tuna: Shove this up your ass.

Niko: You were planning to let them live?

Tuna: You're a piece of shit, Nicky. You ratted us out.

Mr and Mrs Bellic

• Hey Niko! Let's get a car.

Payback

Patrick: Hey, I'm offended. You're havin' fun without me.

Pegorino: I didn't have no time.

Niko: I'll talk to you later, Packie.

Patrick: Niko, I know you're probably occupied and don't wanna hang out but I thought I'd try. I'm bored.

Patrick: Shit, Packie. I'm kind of busy chasing down some wiseguys for those guido buddies of yours.

Patrick: Tell me this job ain't as crazy as when you and me hit that bank together.

Pegorino: Too bad, my boy. Doesn't look like there's much in it for you then.

Niko: You mean when Michael died? I couldn't possibly be having that much fun.

Pegorino's Pride

Marco: Come on, pal. Get a car with enough room for all of us.

Marco: Come on, you're driving.

Marco: Don't leave the skipper behind.

Marco: Get behind the wheel, what are you playing at?

Marco: Get in the car, don't waste our time.

Pegorino: I ain't leaving this car with these injuries.

Pegorino: I don't know what you're busy with up there, but I need your immigrant ass down here now!

Pegorino: I'm getting my ass kicked.

Pegorino: Marco and Pete are down and I'm about to get clipped.

Pegorino: Marco and Pete have been fucking clipped!

Pegorino: More are showing up, get down here.

Pegorino: More of them is showing up, get down here and help me, Niko.

Pegorino: Shit, Niko, go. I'm staying here and nursing my fucking wound.

Pegorino: Shit, the Pavanos is trying to whack me.

Pegorino: Shit, there are more guys coming in the back. Get down here, Niko.

Pegorino: The dumb fucks have crashed. Go get my gift and make the fuckers pay.

Marco: The Peg won't take kindly to being left behind.

Pegorino: There's more guys coming in the back. Get down here, Niko.

Pegorino: This ain't pretty.

Marco: What are doing, trying to leave the skipper?

Pegorino: What the fuck are you doin'?

Marco: Wise up, we need something we all can fit in.

Pegorino: You fired first. Lucky for you, they was out to whack me anyway.

Pegorino: You gotta go, Niko. I can't move with this bullet in my gut.

Marco: You think we're midgets? Get a car that'll fit us all.

Pest Control

Pegorino: I pay you to be a nuclear holocaust, Bellic. Sort your shit out. I'll call you.

Mafia: Mr. Boccino ain't seeing nobody.

Niko: Ray got wise to me, Mr. Pegorino. I think I spooked him.

Mafia: Ray told us specifically he don't wanna see your ugly mug.

Pegorino: Shit, I told you he had his eyes open. He'll be on the lamb now. Dammit.

Niko: Sorry, Mr. Pegorino. He's a cockroach, Ray would survive anything. Even a nuclear holocaust.

Mafia: The only people gonna get close to Ray today are his missus and his goomah. Stay away.

Photo Shoot

Gangster: Ain't there something more elevated you can conversate on?

Playboy X: I didn't even tell you what Marlon looked like. Get it together and come see me.

Niko: I shot at the guys by the courts.

Niko: I'll do it.

Gangster: My mind ain't trapped. I just like hearing cats spit rhymes and I know you like pushing rocks on the corner.

Gangster: So shut the fuck up.

Gangster: That's the oppressors limiting your mind.

Playboy X: What you doing, man? You not thinking.

Gangster: What you talking about? You a drug dealing gang banger.

Gangster: Whatever you say, fool. I'm free.

Gangster: You 'bout as stereo fucking typical as they come.

Gangster: You conforming to stereotypes, cousin. All you talk about is the rap game and the basketball game.

Portrait of a Killer

Russian: Alright, you win! Russian: Okay, okay! That's enough man!

Ruff Rider

Dwayne: Damn, son. I shoulda guessed it. Only paper I got now are the handouts from Playboy. Fucking great. Later.

Niko: Dwayne, I'm sorry. They got away from me. You're still out of pocket.

Niko: Dwayne, it's Niko. Your ex lost me. She had a motorbike.

Dwayne: Shit. Having no paper ain't good but it ain't nothing I ain't seen before. See you round, man.

Niko: This ain't yours. Belongs to Dwayne.

Niko: This belongs to a friend of mine.

Russian Revolution

Little Jacob: Come forward, rasta.

Little Jacob: Come on Niko. Move in!

Little Jacob: Dis ras clots.

Little Jacob: Feel me badness.

Little Jacob: Feel me teeth.

Little Jacob: Forward, Niko.

Little Jacob: Jacob no get salt.

Little Jacob: Nuttin, nuttin, men inna place. I watchin' out for ya, seen?

Niko: Thanks for coming.

Little Jacob: Watch me back!

Little Jacob: Yo, dis a Babylon car. You asking for all sorts a trouble wit dis!

Shadow

Dealer: All type a shit about to happen to you.

Dealer: Bam!

Dealer: Bounce, bitch.

Dealer: Don't get so close to a brother.

Dealer: For sure you are.

Dealer: Fuck off, bitch.

Niko: Fuck... here we go.

Dealer: Get off a brother's back.

Dealer: Have these.

Dealer: Hell no.

Dealer: Hell no. Stay away, junkie. I'm all out of product.

Niko: I can keep running all day.

Dealer: I didn't see nobody. Get rid of this fool

Dealer: I got friends, bitch.

Niko: I have some Jamaican friends who are real angry with you.

Dealer: I just trying to put food in my baby's mouth.

Dealer: I know some cats you don't wanna fuck with.

Niko: I only found one dealer. He's dead.

Niko: I'm in the middle of something, Roman. I might be shooting something, but it won't be pool.

Niko: Let's have some fun.

Dealer: Motherfuck.

Niko: Okay then, I'll chase you.

Niko: Okay, well it's a good thing I didn't have none of that spiff.

Dealer: Outta my way.

Niko: Scumbags.

Niko: Shit Roman, I can't talk now. Damn.

Dealer 2: Shit, he's coming in. You done got us killed.

Dealer: Shit. Don't cap an innocent brother.

Dealer: Should have just recycled this shit.

Niko: Some friends of mine are pissed off with you, now you got me angry.

Niko: Sorry, babe.

Dealer: Stay off of me.

Dealer: Step off me, punk.

Dealer: Take care of this boy on my back.

Niko: That corner belongs to Badman.

Niko: That corner belongs to Little Jacob and Badman. You should know that.

Buyer: That's a good price. I'm coming back to see you.

Dealer: The pain train's gonna get you , bitch.

Dealer: This fight ain't gonna go your way.

Dealer: Thought you could handle it?

Niko: Touch luck, lady.

Dealer: Turn around and leave, you hear?

Dealer 2: What you doin' leadin' people up to this shit? You fuckin' stupid?

Dealer 2: What you doing coming back here when you got heat on your back?

Dealer 2: Who this cracker? You let him follow you back here?

Niko: Why're you running away from me? I just want to talk.

Dealer: Wrong place, wrong time.

Dealer: Yo! Back off me, bitch.

Dealer: Yo! Be cool, lieutenant.

Dealer: Yo. You don't wanna be messin' with my boys.

Dealer: You best not be coming in here. We packing.

Niko: You better play nice.

Niko: You deal on someone else's turf, you going to pay for it.

Niko: You didn't have to do that, shit head.

Dealer 2: You don't got us killed.

Dealer: You gonna get punished, son.

Dealer: You gonna get the hell beat outta you, boy.

Niko: You shouldn't deal drugs to kids, man.

Niko: You think that will stop me.

Niko: You're going to need more than that to protect yourself.

Niko: You're just making me angry.

She's a Keeper

Mafia: Either you give Gracie back, or we take her.

Niko: Gerry was right. Ancelotti found his little girl.

Mafia: Give us back the girl, you sick shit.

Mafia: If you wanna live, you better cooperate. Pull over.

Niko: Packie, Ancelotti's guys came after me and screwed up the car. I think Gracie's dead.

Niko: Shit, man. I'm sorry but I had a crash. I think Gracie's dead.

Patrick: Shit, the old bastard killed his own daughter. I gotta tell Gerry. I'll see you later.

Mafia: The old man might go easy on you if you give up the girl.

Mafia: We know you got Gracie, give her back.

Taking in the Trash

Ray: Ah hell, Nicky. They was good earners. You gotta control yourself, you're a fucking maniac.

Ray: Alright, Nicky. What's done is done. Come see me.

Niko: Hey, Ray. I'm sorry but I had to put Luca and Tuna down. I didn't trust them.

Ray: I make the call on who gets whacked, tough guy. We gotta have a meeting.

Ray: I sorta get that, but I ain't happy. Let's have a meet.

Niko: Johnny and Tuna are sleeping with the fishes, Ray. I'm sorry.

Niko: Luca and Johnny are on ice, Ray. Shit happens.

Niko: Me and Luca didn't get on so well, Ray. This thing isn't happening.

Niko: Ray, the job did not go to plan. We lost Luca and Tuna. I'm sorry.

• See you around.

Luca: Shit, Nicky. The fucking truck.

Ray: Shit, try to kill people who ain't good earners. Let's you and me have a sit down.

Niko: Something smelled fishy about Tuna, Ray. He's not around no more.

Ray: The whole crew? Va fanabla! Come back to Drusilla's.

Luca: These diamonds is ours now.

Luca: We're just trying to pick up the damn trash.

Luca: Wha'd'ya want, you scumbags?

Luca: You ain't getting this ice.

Niko: You should start looking for a new crew, Ray. The old one's in a better place.

Luca: You're wasting your time.

That Special Someone

Roman: Come on you stupid thing.

Roman: Fine, keep it. Plenty more quarters where that came from.

Patrick: How about we go drinking?

Niko: I can't, Packie. I might have found what I was looking for all this time.

Patrick: Man, it's Packie calling.

Niko: Maybe I'll feel like getting drunk later though.

Roman: You're not eating my money.

The Holland Play

Dwayne: Ain't got much else to do. So long, Niko.

Gangster: Don't nobody fuck with the Playboy.

Niko: Dwayne, I killed Playboy. You should know that he asked me to end you first.

Niko: Dwayne, it's Niko. You been trying to call me. Say what you gotta say.

Gangster: Fuck you, you punk ass bitch.

Dwayne: Holla me sometime, we can hang loose.

Dwayne: I know what loyalty means, unlike some people. You and me is tight now.

Niko: Make this easy on yourself, Dwayne. It's business, it ain't nothing personal.

Gangster: Motherfuck I'm gonna waste you, fool.

Dwayne: Something's wrong. Don't nobody come to see me up in here.

Niko: That's good to know.

Gangster: This punk ass bitch gonna get himself killed in here.

Gangster: You going down fool!

Dwayne: You in it with Playboy. You and him is trying to take me down.

Dwayne: You right. I can't give you no money for helping me, dog. But I'll stick by your ass.

Three Leaf Clover

• Niko! Cover!

• Watch out, Packie. Get in some cover.

To Live and Die in Alderney

Phil: Fuck. He was a good kid, but he screwed up today and now he paid for it.

• Hurry this shit up.

Phil: Shit, we can't stash the stuff with the cops on our backs, lose 'em.

Phil: Shit, you might be right there but that's only an attitude that's work for a lone gun like you.

Frankie: Shit. Uncle Phil's gone forever. Don't tell the other guys you saw me crying, okay?

Phil: Sniper on the roof, keep your heads down.

Niko: Sure, Frankie. My lips are sealed.

Phil: That's just the way it is.

Frankie: They're destroying us, Niko.

Phil: This thing of ours is built upon trust for everyone else in the family.

Phil: Well, you can't count on nothing going right. That's the lesson I've learnt today.

Niko: You can if you do everything yourself. If you don't rely on anybody else.

Trespass

Charlie: Chubby Charlie Matteo ain't someone you wanna piss off.

Charlie: Chubby Charlie's gonna live to eat another canoli.

Charlie: I may be getting whacked, but at least I don't employ no low rate hoods like you.

Charlie: I thought Phil Bell had Jimmy P under control. They've gone over the edge.

Charlie: Jimmy P's taken it too far this time. He's over.

Charlie: The Commission is gonna have a chuckle about this.

Charlie: We shoulda whacked all them low rate Alderney hoods a long time ago.

Charlie: What's the world coming to if low rate hoods like you is being used for muscle?

Charlie: You ain't fit to lick my spats.

Charlie: You immigrant scumbag. In my prime I coulda turned you inside out.

Charlie: You're finished. All the Pegorinos is dog food.

No sound files:

• A capo named Benny is going to be meeting with the Russians. They're gonna convince him to go to war.
• And you want it hit hard?
• Blow up the fucking bridge... make it look real ugly.
• but I'd like to think that when my ex-wife stops wanting to have me killed herself, maybe I'll be part of their lives.
• Can't be a close friend, know what I mean.
• Cause I been hearing things, things I don't like, things will get someone hurt.
• Cause I been hearing thing, things I don't like...
• Did you see a blue van parked nearby as you drove here? Back on Lyndon Avenue?
• Every time. I don't want that. I got kids.
• Hey Niko...let's go for a walk.
• I don't think so. You're pretty paranoid.
• I mean, I ain't raising them, and I ain't seeing them.
• I'm sorry to hear that.
• It was.
• It's not big deal... has Ray been talking shit? About me?
• Jimmy wants you to hit the meeting while he and I are publicly at dinner.
• Maybe the ones who don't worry, act all crazy, maybe they get to the top for a bit, frighten a few people.
• No, paranoia is when you worry about things unnecessarily...
• No.
• Of course but they don't know that and we don't want them convincing the Ancelottis either.
• Of course.
• Okay.
• one who worry, and ones who go down.
• Right.
• So, if you see Ray, if you speak to him, remind him, someone's gonna get hurt.
• They end up dead or inside within three years.
• trust me, I been in this game long enough to know there's two kind of wise guys...
• Understood... I'm a little on edge here. We got a real problem. Jimmy wants you to handle this.
• With all respect, that's not my business. I'm the hired help.
• You remember that sugar we borrowed... well the Russians ain't too pleased. They're convinced it was down to Jimmy.

Truck Hustle

Niko: Alright Phil, later on.

Triad: Get the fuck out of here.

Undertaker

Patrick: Christ, that didn't have to happen.

Patrick: Come on, move it.

Patrick: Cover my family, Niko.

Patrick: Don't let 'em get my family, Niko.

Patrick: Fuck. Francis was an asshole but he didn't deserve to end up on the road like that.

Patrick: Go, go, go, go.

Patrick: Jesus, how'd that fuckin' happen?

Patrick: Jesus, they're coming out of that van. Keep 'em away from the church.

Patrick: Jesus, we lost Derrick, the poor bastard.

Patrick: Keep my family covered, alright?

Patrick: More people didn't have to die at a McReary funeral. I'll see you round.

Patrick: Okay, this is it. We can put him in the ground now.

Patrick: Shit, there's a car coming along the sidewalk.

Patrick: They're coming along the sidewalk, Niko. Hold fast.

Patrick: They've sent a whole van load. Hold 'em back, Niko.

Patrick: Watch that van, Niko. There's more of 'em coming out.

Patrick: Watch the car coming along the sidewalk, Niko.

Patrick: What are you waiting for? Go!

Patrick: You're fucking right it's a hard day.

Union Drive

Bernie: Here we are. Should I speak to them or do you want to?

Bernie: I hope he doesn't hurt himself.

Niko: I think I better do it.

Niko: I think they're gone.

Bernie: It was good knowing you, sweetie. I'm going home.

Bernie: This is a disaster. I have to go home. My life is over.

Bernie: Jesus H, Niko. Bryce is going to be devastated.

Bernie: That bitch wife of his will probably sell her story too.

Bernie: That's it is it? My life is over.

Niko: We ain't gonna get them.

Waste Not Want Knots

Patrick: A whole lot to learn. I only wish I had the time to teach you.

Michael: Ahh, fuck. It's a massacre. This ain't gonna be easy to explain.

Patrick: All that money floating in the Humboldt River.

Patrick: Alright, we're heading over to the docks in Dukes. Make it happen.

Gordon: Be cool man!

Patrick: Both of me boys is gone. I got to re-evaluate this shit.

Niko: Christ, Niko. What the fuck?

Patrick: Come on, Niko, use your head. There are four of us.

Patrick: Don't worry about Gordo and Mikey, they ain't gonna have no troubles. You'll get your share.

Gordon: Fuck, Packie's down. I ain't hanging around.

Michael: Gordo's down. This ain't good. I'm outta here.

Niko: I am not so familiar with these English phrases, but isn't that meant to mean something was easy?

Niko: I don't care so much about us, as long as the money makes it home safe.

Patrick: I like your attitude, Niko. I think we're gonna keep getting on real well.

Patrick: If you think I'm letting one of these reprobates sit on my knee, you're crazy.

Patrick: I'm goin' up to get the cash. Cover me, Niko.

Patrick: It makes me stick to me damn stomach. See you, Niko.

Michael: It'd be my fucking pleasure. See you at your ma's.

Patrick: I've got it boys. Prettiest thing I seen in all me days. I'll tell you that.

Patrick: Michael, Gordo watch our backs. Make sure none of these wops tries to come up behind us.

Patrick: Michael, Gordon tries anything you fucking shoot him. Understand?

Gordon: Michael's out. Does anyone know where he keeps his cash? Fuck it, I'm gone.

Gordon: Mikey, maybe you and me should take this cash down to Vice City. Have some fun.

Patrick: Nicely done, me boy. Nicely done. Like taking candy from a baby.

Patrick: Niko... Jesus.

Niko: Okay, if you say you are right, you are right.

Patrick: See you soon, Niko.

Gordon: Shit, the boys is dead. I ain't hanging around. Later, Niko.

Patrick: Shit, you've sunk it. Looks like we're swimming to Dukes.

Michael: Sure thing, Packie.

Patrick: That's got to be the office up there. I can smell the fucking money.

Gordon: Watch out!

Patrick: We made it, Niko. Who'd a thought we'd fucking survive that?

Patrick: What are you doing?

Patrick: What do ya fucking call this? Get us a car we can all fit in.

Patrick: What the hell have you done? I thought you were a damn sailor?

Niko: When taking candy from babies you are not meant to have to kill a load of their employees.

Gordon: Why are we always waitin' for you?

Patrick: Why'd you have to go and sink it? Now we're swimming to Dukes.

Patrick: You guys take the money and meet me back at Ma's. Me and Niko are taking a swim.

Patrick: You have a lot to learn about the English language, my friend.

Gordon: You're trusting us with the money?

Weekend at Florian's

Talbot: Ahhhh. Just go straight here.

Niko: All that has changed is that I am hunting one man instead of two...

Talbot: Alright, fine.

Talbot: Alright, this isn't the normal route I take but keep going.

Talbot: Can't say I'm entirely sure about this, head on though.

Roman: Chill, cousin. If you go so fast we aren't going to find it.

Roman: Come on, NB. We won't ever find Florian unless you follow these directions.

• Come on, Niko.

Roman: Cousin, I know you want to find him soon, but you must go slowly to do it.

Roman: Cousin, Talbot is dead. We needed him to take us to Florian.

Roman: Follow his direction or we will never get there, cousin.

Roman: Get back here, Cousin.

Niko: Get in the car. You're showing us where Florian lives.

Roman: Get out of here. I don't want to see you at any more tournaments either.

Roman: Get out of there, NB.

Roman: He got away from us, NB. We're not going to be able to find Florian now.

Talbot: Here we are, this is Bernie's place. Can I go?

Roman: How're we going to kidnap someone with that car? Get something bigger.

Talbot: I think I can get us there if we keep going.

Talbot: I think we're close.

Niko: I will be calm when we find Florian. See you, cousin.

Roman: I'm not having Talbot sit on my knee. Get a bigger car.

Talbot: I'm pretty sure we're close now.

Talbot: Maybe if you, ummm, took a left here.

Roman: Niko, be calm. We will find Florian soon.

Roman: Niko, get out of the car.

Roman: Niko, you didn't need to kill him. He brought us here.

Niko: Now that I know it was Darko, he is all I will be able to think about.

Talbot: Okay, I don't recognize this but keep going.

Talbot: Okay, we're getting closer.

Roman: Put some pace on it, Niko.

Niko: Ray, I ain't gonna find the guy I'm after.

Niko: Relax? This is not possible, Roman.

Roman: Shit NB, are you cranked on speed? We have to go slow to find the address.

Roman: Shit, I would've chased him if I'd known you were so slow.

Roman: Shit, NB. I haven't got time to sit here while you fuck about.

Niko: Shit. Fucking cocksucker.

Niko: Shit. Motherfucking shit.

Roman: Slowly, slowly, catchy monkey, NB. We won't find him if you are racing.

Roman: So, it was Darko Brevic who betrayed you. Now you know. You should relax.

Roman: Speed up, NB, he's getting away.

• Start again like he did.

Talbot: Stay on this street.

Roman: Stop fucking about and get to this place, cousin.

Niko: Talbot, if you screw me around you are a dead man.

Niko: There is no starting again. Darko Brevic may not be here in Liberty City, but he's still out there.

Talbot: Ummm, I might be lost but keep going and I'll see if I can get there.

Talbot: Ummm. I really don't recognize this. I can't help you from here I'm afraid.

Roman: We aren't going to find this place if you keep messing around.

Roman: We must go slowly to find this place, NB.

Talbot: We're nearly there guys.

Talbot: We're pretty near now.

Talbot: What has Bernie gotten me into?

Roman: What you playing at, NB?

Niko: When I find Florian... when I find him...

Niko: Where am I going?

Talbot: Where's Roman? What's happening?

Talbot: Why have you left Roman behind, are you going to kill me?

Talbot: Why isn't Roman with us? What's going on?

Roman: You think we're stupid, Talbot? We have been here already.

Wrong is Right

U.L. Paper: Got to? You need to learn to control yourself, Bellic. Come to see me again.

Niko: I don't got no choice about this.

Oleg: I meant no harm to this great country, nor to Russia if that is who sent you. Please.

Niko: I'm sorry, I got to Minkov's friend before he arrived.

Oleg: It was not meant to be taken literally.

Niko: Let's get this over with then.

Oleg: Please don't kill me. I did not mean what I was saying. They were just ideas.

Niko: Sounds like it's you or me, friend.

Oleg: They've come, they want me dead.

Niko: You upset some powerful people, friend.