Pulling Favors/Script

The following are dialog and mission scripts for "Pulling Favors", a mission in Grand Theft Auto V.


Tonya Wiggins: Hey, Franklin, why don't you come over here and let me take care of that lonely ass?

(Franklin approaches Tonya)

Franklin Clinton: What the fuck is wrong with you, Tonya?

Tonya Wiggins: Ain't nothing wrong with me, nigga. Shit!

Franklin Clinton: Well, your ass don't look too good. Where the fuck is JB?

Tonya Wiggins: Smoking.

Franklin Clinton: And what about you?

Tonya Wiggins: I mean, y'know, I quit. Y'know what I'm sayin'? Almost...

Franklin Clinton: Yeah, whatever.

Tonya Wiggins: JB... look, JB gonna lose everything. He gonna lose the house, y'know what I'm sayin'? The business, everything and you his cousin, nigga. You said you was gonna help.

Franklin Clinton: He ain't my cousin.

Tonya Wiggins: Whatever, if that's how you feel...

Franklin Clinton: What the fuck do I know about towing cars?

Tonya Wiggins: Look, it's easy. If JB can do it, you can do it, for fuck's sake. Come on, I'ma show you. Come on. Shit.

Franklin Clinton: Alright then, shit.

Tonya Wiggins: Shit... I gotta show him everything.

(Franklin and Tonya begin heading to Franklin's vehicle)

Franklin Clinton: Hey, look, let's make this quick. I got shit to do.

Tonya Wiggins: Nigga, you need to slow it down. Tanisha was right.

(Franklin and Tonya get into/on to Franklin's vehicle)

Franklin Clinton: A'ight, shit, where we goin'?

Tonya Wiggins: Trucks at the Davis Sheriff impound.

Franklin Clinton: Oh, man. How did I get dragged into this?

Tonya Wiggins: We both know you always been sweet on me, shit, Franklin Clinton.

Franklin Clinton: Shit, your ass must be high or something.

Tonya Wiggins: I told you, I don't do that shit no more. I mean, I baby-dose now and again, just for the taste, but I'm doin' good, boo, your eyes don't lie.

Franklin Clinton: Whatever you say, girl. Come on.

(Franklin and Tonya arrive at the LSPD Auto Impound)

Tonya Wiggins: There's JB's truck. Let's go bring the cha-ching, homie.

(Franklin and Tonya get into JB's towtruck, and begin driving away)

Dispatch: Vehicle twenty-nine, come in, this is dispatch. We got an abandoned car on San Andreas Avenue.

Tonya Wiggins: Yo, we on that like ugly on your momma.

Dispatch: 10-9, come again. I didn't catch that.

Tonya Wiggins: It's Tonya, fool, and my boy Franklin. We fillin' in for JB.

Dispatch: Er, copy that. Hi, Tonya. Car's a junker, been there for days. 10-7. I'm gone.

Tonya Wiggins: A bucket. This one should be easy.

Franklin Clinton: Shit. Not easy enough for JB to drag his ass outta whatever crackhouse he's laying in.

Tonya Wiggins: His loss, your gain, sugar.

Franklin Clinton: Except I ain't gainin' shit. Sugar.

Tonya Wiggins: Move that seat back and you know I'll make it right for you.

Franklin Clinton: That ain't what I'm sayin'. Damn, Tonya, what the fuck happened to you?

(Franklin and Tonya drive to San Andreas Ave)

Tonya Wiggins: A'ight, baby, back it up nice and steady.

(Franklin hooks up the abandoned car)

Tonya Wiggins: Okay, we are in, baby. Let's get this back to the lot.

Franklin Clinton: Man, this was not how I saw my day going.

(Franklin begins driving back to the LSPD Auto Impound)

Tonya Wiggins: So I ain't seen you around the hood much?

Franklin Clinton: I been tryin' to branch out, can't stay in Chamberlain Hills forever.

Tonya Wiggins: Ooh, nigga got airs now. I remember you before you was a wannabe, when you just was.

Franklin Clinton: And I remember you and JB before y'all was dope heads. Shit changes.

Tonya Wiggins: You the one all turfed up. JB smokin', but he ain't smokin' homies. He out grindin', towin' cars, payin' bills.

Franklin Clinton: For real? 'Cause I could have sworn it was me out here towin' cars for him.

Tonya Wiggins: And lookin' damn fine doin' it too, baby.

(Franklin and Tonya arrive at the LSPD Auto Impound)

Tonya Wiggins: Okay, we make the drop where they got the areas marked. They get real finicky when we don't leave it in the right place.

(Franklin drives the Towtruck and car being towed into the marked zone)

Tonya Wiggins: Okay, boo, you can drop it right here.

(Franklin unhooks the car in the marked area)

Tonya Wiggins: I'll see you on the block. Anything you need, you holler at me.

(Tonya begins walking away)

Tonya Wiggins: Now where is that fool?

(Tonya phones JB)

Tonya Wiggins: Oh so now you wanna pick up? I got Franklin do that job for you. Franklin Clinton, who do you think, JB? What job? Your job, you cracked-out fool. You can barely work a fart out your ass right now. Oh no, don't you try to sweet-talk me. Damn right. Too fine for you, that's for sure. A'ight, but you best save me a taste. You can't keep your eyes off me, can you?

Post mission

(If Franklin does not leave) Tonya Wiggins: I thought you said you was a busy man?

(If Franklin does not leave)

Tonya Wiggins: Control yourself, boy. You got the Tonya fever.

(If Franklin does not leave)

Tonya Wiggins: You still sniffin' around? You like a dog on heat.

(If Franklin does not leave)

Tonya Wiggins: You hate sayin goodbye, don't you Franklin Clinton?

(If Franklin does not leave)

Tonya Wiggins: You can't keep your eyes off me, can you?