End of the Line/Script

The following is the script from the mission "End of the Line" in Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas.

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(Carl enters Sweet's house.)

CJ: Hey, Sweet!

Sweet: Wassup?

CJ: It's time for Smoke.

Sweet: Alright, let's roll.

CJ: Johnson brothers fittin' to take that fat fool down.

(Sweet and Carl are outside, and start driving towards East Los Santos.)

CJ: You sure he's in East Los Santos?

Sweet: Yeah, right above the edge of Los Flores - some old apartments and a warehouse.

CJ: He as good as dead then. Can't believe you bought that same bucket ass car, man!

Sweet: Hey, if it ain't broke, don't fix it. (as they reach the edge of East Los Santos and Los Flores) So this is it huh? Johnson boys sorting this shit out. Nervous?

CJ: Yeah!

Sweet: Me too, me too.

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(Carl and Sweet are inside the car and outside the crack den when Sweet pulls out his Desert Eagle and loads it.)

CJ: (lowers Sweet's gun) Look, I know you down for this, but I gotta go in there alone.

Sweet: What?

CJ: Smoke played me. Tenpenny played me.

Sweet: They played us all.

CJ: Yeah, but you right - I was a buster when my family needed me the most. Hey, I let Brian die, man. This one's for him... for moms... and for you bro!

Sweet: (as they clasp hands together in a Hi-5 of sorts) For Grove Street, baby.

CJ: Yeah, for the Grove, baby!

Sweet: (as Carl gets out) Hey, if you need me, you know I'll be.

CJ: For sure. You've been always there for me, man.

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(Carl breaks into a crack fortress that houses former friend and gang defaulter Melvin "Big Smoke" Harris, and makes his way to Smoke's penthouse on the fourth floor in the crack palace. Smoke is playing a video game, smoking a bong flask beside him on the table.)

CJ: Hey Smoke!

Big Smoke: (speaks without turning to Carl as he continues playing his game) HEY! CJ! I was wondering when you'd show up.

CJ: How'd you know it was me?

Big Smoke: Knew it was my old dog, CJ. Knew you was coming and I don't give a shit.

CJ: I'm here to take care of your fat ass, and then take care of your friends in the police department. Where they at?

Big Smoke: (throws away the remote control) Man, fuck this shit! (picks up the flask and smokes a sip) Ahh, that's some good shit.

CJ: Man, you and Tenpenny...

Big Smoke: (rises and faces Carl) Man, fuck Tenpenny, fuck his polish lapdog and fuck the police, man. All that's old shit. Look at you, you got the whole world! I ain't got no regrets man.

CJ: Smoke you had a...

Big Smoke: (comes up to Carl, thumping his chest) I made it CJ, I'm a success! I CAN'T BE TOUCHED. ( goes away from him to pick up cover) I don't give a fuck. Fuck the whole world.

CJ: What happened to you, man?

Big Smoke: Man, what the fuck do you care? (pulls out his shotgun) Guess we better do this shit then...

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(Smoke and Carl are into a dangerous gunfight as Ballas, Vagos and San Fierro Rifa gangsters try to intervene.)

CJ: You wearing body armor, Smoke? I'm disappointed in you, I thought you was gangsta.

Big Smoke: Hey, I am a motherfucking celebrity. All kinds of crazy cats want a piece of me! Somebody save the Smoke. SHOOT HIM! Help me!

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(Carl manages to kill Smoke, who is now dying, and lies next to his cash vault, breathing his last.)

CJ: Hey, Smoke, what made you flip out like that man? Was it the drugs or what?

Big Smoke: I got caught up in the money, the power... I don't give a shit, (coughs blood out) ohhhh fuck man!

CJ: Why didn't you just quit man? We was like family, homie.

Big Smoke: I had no choice, I had to do it. I just see the opportunity. (coughs) When I'm gone, everyone's gonna remember my name, BIG SMOKE!

(Smoke dies.)

CJ: Damn man, what a waste!

(Just then, recently acquitted corrupt C.R.A.S.H. officer Frank Tenpenny enters the room, aiming a combat shotgun at Carl, briefcase in hand.)

Tenpenny: Carl Johnson. My man. (keeps the briefcase) I need you to do me another favor. You killed Pulaski, and now this fat fuck. There's no stopping you. Drop the gun.

CJ: (drops his Desert Eagle) You ain't leaving here alive, man.

Tenpenny: Where's your brother at, huh?

CJ: Why didn't you just shoot me in the back? Feeling exposed, huh?

Tenpenny: Shut your dumb ass up and load the bag. (tosses him the briefcase) C'mon, let's go, I ain't got no time to fuck with you!

CJ: So what it's like, Tenpenny, huh? All alone, nobody got your back. Suck, huh?

Tenpenny: Why you think am alone? I got a couple of rookies outside. But I gotta open their eyes slowly, you know - a little truth here, a little truth there... (after Carl has stuffed in some good wads of cash) A'ight, fuck it, that's enough. Chuck it over, (as Carl tosses him the briefcase back) I've got a firetruck to catch.

CJ: You're crazy man, you lost it... you're gone.

Tenpenny: Half the city's looking for cops to kill, Carl. And I ain't about to get dragged out of a patrol car and get beaten to death by some angry mob. No, no...Not tonight.

CJ: What you catching, a plane?

Tenpenny: Ding ding ding ding ding, good answer Carl! You know, your gonna thank me one day - for opening your fucking eyes. OH! I almost forgot, Carl! (loads his shotgun) Time to die.

CJ: (calls out) Uh, Sweet!

Tenpenny: What?

(Carried away by the trick, Tenpenny turns around for a second and Carl leaps to the side, grabbing his gun.)

Tenpenny: Mother f-... (shoots at Carl, but misses, yet grabs the suitcase with money and begins to back away towards the door) It ain't over Carl, it ain't over.

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(Tenpenny is in the drug lab, shooting a generator with a pump-action shotgun.)

Tenpenny: Carl, you motherfucking piece of shit, gangbanging cocksucker!

(Pulling up the shotgun, Tenpenny shoots one of the crack processing machines and it blows up, setting the building on fire.)

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(Carl escapes the burning building in time to watch Tenpenny getting into a firetruck and Sweet jumping on the truck's ladder.)

Sweet: Tenpenny you motherfucking piece of shit, I ain't letting you get away with all you've done.

CJ: Sweet, NO!

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(Carl begins chasing the firetruck in a parked Feltzer.)

Sweet: I'm gonna piss on your corpse Tenpenny. I ain't losing this fool! CJ, do something!

CJ: Just keep hanging on bro!

Sweet: (as he nearly survives a crash into a single-engine train on the tracks in Idlewood) Oh man, that was a close call, I ain't letting this bastard go.

(Sensing trouble, Tenpenny sends a companion cop to tackle Sweet, and the cop starts stamping on Sweet's fingers.)

Cop: Let go you dumb bastard!

Sweet: Fuck you pig! AHHH my fingers!

(Carl races the Feltzer across East Beach in a way so that Sweet falls on the hood of Carl's car.)

CJ: (as Sweet falls onto the roof of the Feltzer) Gotcha. (as Sweet struggles to take control of the Feltzer himself) Take the wheel, it's payback time!

Sweet: (as Carl starts shooting) Motherfucker! Take that pig bastard down. Those firetrucks are indestructible. We ain't gonna dent it! (as police cars start chasing the duo from a house previously robbed by Carl) Watch our six, cops on our tail. (as they proceed through sloping sections of Los Flores) Vagos rioters coming up, this city's gone nuts. I'll keep up with Tenpenny, don't you worry! Concentrate on keeping all these other lunatics off our case, CJ. (as they cross the road under the bridge above the Los Santos Storm Drain) Rioters on the bridge up ahead, they dropping shit from that bridge. (as they chase through south Ganton) Look out, CJ! Watch our six. Some rioters on bikes after us. Look out, CJ! Crazy bikers on a rampage. I keep up with Tenpenny, he ain't getting away. Cops on our tail. (as they drive the chase through a bylane just beside the Cluckin' Bell drive-thru in Willowfield) Cops up ahead, where did all these assholes come from?

CJ: Down in flames! DOWN IN FLAMES! (as they enter East Los Santos again from the edge of Ten Green Bottles) It's over Tenpenny, OVER! I'm gonna stop you motherfucker!

Sweet: (as they near the Ganton bridge) He's losing control!

CJ: We got the motherfucker!

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(Eventually, Tenpenny's firetruck falls from an overpass by the side of the Ganton Bridge. Tenpenny then crawls out of the firetruck, calling for help.)

Tenpenny: Come on, assholes. I'll take you all. Your mine! MINE! I run this town. Hey over here, HEY! Officer down! COME ON, HEY! Assholes, you never understood what I did. Fifty of me and this town would be okay. I took the trash out. I DID - and I'd do it all again.

(Succumbing to his injuries and a possibly induced heart attack, Tenpenny dies. Cesar, Kendl, Sweet, Carl and The Truth appear. Carl draws his gun and aims it at Tenpenny's head.)

Sweet: Don't... don't do it man, he's gone.

CJ: I just want to be sure he's over, that's all.

Sweet: It's cool! Don't need to put a bullet in him. He killed himself in a traffic accident. No one to blame. Let's roll!

Truth: (walks towards Tenpenny's head) I mean, far out, man. You know, I mean, you beat the system. I tried for thirty years to cross over. But you've managed it! I mean, your an icon, man.

CJ: Oh - Thanks man!

Kendl: (as Cesar holds her hand) I'm just glad it's finally over.

Sweet: What's up with Smoke?

CJ: You know what's up with Smoke - he always saw things a lil' different than us.

Kendl: Smoke? Smoke was always on his own, always out for self.

Truth: That's the surest path to hell, man. Well - that or fifteen microdots and an ounce of mescaline.

Cesar: Let's go get something to eat!

Sweet: Sounds good to me.

(The entire group, minus Carl, leaves. He approaches Tenpenny and gives his body a slight, mocking shove.)

CJ: See you around, officer. (walks away)

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(Everyone convenes inside The Johnson House. Carl is discussing future plans with everyone while Cesar listens to the proceedings.)

CJ: Now that everything is cool, we gotta stay on top of our game. Keep everything in check, but subtle.

Kendl: We got problems in Venturas, problems in San Fierro. Shit's never ending.

Sweet: For sure. I mean, the Families is back on their feet. But we gotta keep shit tight cause a lot of people have got their eyes on us.

(Suddenly, the door opens, and rapper Madd Dogg, his now accountant Ken "Rosie" Rosenberg, record producer Kent Paul, performing artist Maccer, enter. Carl, Sweet and Cesar are startled, and draw their guns.)

Rosie: I came in peace here with Mr. Dogg who has an announcement.

Madd Dogg: My, I mean OUR... FIRST... GOLD RECORD! (cheering)

Maccer: And I've decided to get breast implants.

Paul: Will ya shut up?

Cesar: Biyonco, ese!

CJ: Anyways, what's next?

Kendl: We should hit the casino, roll some dice with Woozie.

Sweet: Nah, we gotta take care of things here first.

Madd Dogg: We're going on tour, fan!

Rosie: Has anyone got a tissue? My nose is... it just won't stop running - anybody?

Maccer: Yeah I have, over here!

Rosie: Uhh, I'll pass!

Kendl: Carl, where are ya off to now?

CJ: Fittin' to hit the block, see what's happening.