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.
Actions Speak Louder than Words
Niko: Gerry, I didn't blow the bomb after Tony got back to his crew.
Niko: I don't know what's happened to that bomb.
Gerald: Shit, that's too bad. I trust you did all you could for them. Come back and see me.
Blood Brothers
Derrick: Jesus. Frankie, I'm sorry. May God forgive us for what we've done.
Derrick: May God forgive us for what we've done.
Blow Your Cover
Playboy X: Come over there and you'll see what it's like rolling with the big boys.
Playboy X: For real. My crib's over on Gavelston Avenue in North Holland.
Playboy X: I ain't doing a bid for this shit. Stick to me, player.
Playboy X: I'm all alone up here.
Niko: Is that how things go?
Playboy X: Maybe I do got work for y'all.
Playboy X: Niko, I need you, player.
Playboy X: Niko, money, yo this ain't cool.
Playboy X: That was crazy, money. You a good man to have around when the shit goes down.
Playboy X: This making me uncomfortable. Where're you?
Playboy X: Where you at, money?
Niko: Yeah?
Playboy X: Yo. Money. Follow me.
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.
Call and Collect
Blackmailer: Ahh, shit. You're the guy.
Francis: At least not tomorrow night that is. I'm watching you.
Blackmailer: Be cool.
Blackmailer: Hey, wait a second. Shit.
Blackmailer: I don't got all day.
Niko: I don't, but no one else does either. They're under the water along with the guy that had them.
Blackmailer: I just wanted the money.
Blackmailer: I shouldn't a got involved.
Blackmailer: I was just talking to you.
Blackmailer: I'll get rid of them, let me live.
Blackmailer: I'm in over my head.
Blackmailer: Peace, dude. Chill!
Blackmailer: Shit, he clearly wants this stuff on the news.
Blackmailer: Something's wrong here.
Francis: Tell me you got the stuff?
Francis: That's a weight off my mind. You don't need to be worrying about me knocking on your door in the middle of the night.
Blackmailer: There are other copies. Don't do this.
Blackmailer: This isn't going to end with my death.
Blackmailer: This isn't right.
Blackmailer: Wouldn't it be easier just to pay?
Blackmailer: You're right there.
Catch the Wave
Phil: I'll see you at the docks in North Holland, Niko.
Phil: Shit Niko, what we meant to do with a boat on dry land?
Phil: That coke's lost. It's lost to us, man. Later.
Phil: We need some wheels.
Phil: We're taking this C to the docks in North Holland. Come on.
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.
Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend
Patrick: Alright, I think I know who's got the ice. Follow me.
Patrick: Alright, we're meant to meet them around the back a this place. Keep an eye out.
Russian: At least you didn't get what you wanted.
Gracie: Good riddance to the fucking asshole.
Patrick: Gracie's dead.
Patrick: Here we are, the party is happening in the back. Gracie's friends should be waiting.
Niko: Motherfuck. Packie... shit.
Russian: Nobody's having them. Nobody.
Russian: Screw you, screw you all.
Niko: They're bad luck.
Patrick: This is the place, the exchange is happening at the back. Get us in there.
Patrick: We ain't exactly got much to exchange now, do we? Shit.
Russian: You don't get nothing now, you greedy fools.
Russian: You motherfuckers.
Dust off
Russian: Abort. Abort.
U.L. Paper: Bellic, I am not a man you want to disappoint on a regular basis. Don't make a habit of this.
Niko: but your setting me up with that Michelle woman has meant that I am chasing a helicopter through the streets of Algonquin.
U.L. Paper: Come to see me.
Russian: Get away from that.
Russian: Get out of here. We have got real trouble on the ground.
Russian: He's trying to take the chopper.
Roman: Hey man, it's me.
Russian: Is too hot down here. Get out.
Niko: Roman, I really wish I could go bowling.
Niko: Sorry, but I didn't get a hold of that chopper.
Russian: This does not feel correct.
Roman: Want to go bowling?
Niko: We can't all have fun. I'll talk to you later.
U.L. Paper: We need to get hold of it. Follow it.
U.L. Paper: We need to get hold of it. Make sure you have a vehicle and follow it.
Russian: What's this guy up to?
Entourage
Bodyguard: Clock the fire escape.
Niko: Come on. Keep close.
Jefferson: Courage under fire.
Niko: Don't go too far.
Niko: Follow me, Mr Jefferson.
Bodyguard: Get the client out of here. We'll hold these guys back.
Jefferson: I can't believe they're trying this.
Jefferson: I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't held your head back there. Thank you, son.
Jefferson: I hadn't been in a fire fight since my army days.
Jefferson: If I get my hands on these bastards...
Jefferson: John's boys better get me out of this.
Jefferson: Let's go down this alleyway. Find a vehicle.
Niko: Stay close if you want to survive..
Niko: Thank Jon Gravelli, he's the one paying me to be here.
Jefferson: They don't respect anything.
Bodyguard: They're coming up the road.
Bodyguard: They're on the stairs.
Niko: You need to stick to me.
Escuela of the Streets
Manny: Get some wheels so we can chase this sucker.
Manny: He gonna see you standing, you right there.
Manny: He stopped at the red.
Manny: How you gonna follow him without a car?
Manny: How'd you let him get away? Man, shit.
Manny: I don't know how we tailing him without wheels.
Dealer: I don't think we sent an invitation to this punk. Eject him from the party.
Manny: I thought you had passion in your veins, man.
Manny: Man, I thought you was serious about cleaning up these streets, man.
Manny: Man, it's almost like you want this scum on the streets.
Manny: Rojo, rojo. Hit the brakes, man.
Manny: Shit, man. I thought you were the streets man. We need to tail him.
Manny: Shit, you look obvious being that close without a car, man.
Manny: Shit. He stopped again. Hold back.
Niko: That's my bad. Boo fucking hoo. See you around, Manny.
Dealer: This boy think he can come up in our shit. Drop him.
Manny: What you doing so close to him?
Dealer: What's this fool think he's playing at? Finish him.
Manny: You got too close, man. He saw us.
Manny: You on crack man? Get away from him.
Manny: You're following him man, not ass raping him. Get back.
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.
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.