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'''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. | |||
'''''': Good riddance to the fucking asshole. | |||
'''''': 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. | |||
==Dining Out== | ==Dining Out== |
Revision as of 18:53, 7 October 2014
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A Dish Served Cold
- A man is on the boat, watch for him.
- Dimitri don't want to see you.
- Dimitri say I have to kill you now, too bad.
- Get out of here, we don't need no more hands.
- He is going for Dimitri.
- Hey, you ain't got no business here.
- I got orders that says you don't come on this ship.
- I promised myself I wouldn't kill nobody today. By coming on ship, you have made me break promise!
- I told you to piss off.
- Protect Dimitri and the heroin.
- Secure the cargo hold. There is an unknown on the ship.
- Secure the hold, secure cargo hold. Enter lock down.
- Secure the shipment, lock down the cargo hold.
- There is an intruder on the ship.
- We have an intruder on the ship, beware.
- We have intruder, lock down cargo hold.
- We must stop him from getting into the hold.
- You don't belong here, Slav.
- You had the warning, now you get the bullets.
- You should have listened you dumb Slav, now you dead.
A Long Way to Fall
- Who the fuck are you?
A Revenger's Tragedy
- Cha, dat are some dangerous shit.
- Cha, Dimitri lose us and ting.
- Cha, him always get away from us.
- Climb in, Niko.
- Come on, how's this guy still alive? Kill him.
- Come on, Niko. Grab on.
- Come on, Niko. You need fe get under me chopper. Grab on!
- Dat's what friends are for ya know, rasta.
- Dimitri Rascalov, I'm coming for you!
- Dimitri still out dere, ya know. We can get him still, ya know.
- Dis is for Roman.
- Dis over for ya, ya bumba clot.
- Dis ras clot be too high fe shoot from down here.
- Don't worry, rasta. Dere's gonna be another opportunity, and I gwan get him for Roman.
- Feel me teeth, Dimitri.
- Get closer to di chopper so I and I can get to dis ras clot.
- Get closer to me chopper Niko. You need fe grab on.
- Get into the chopper, Niko.
- Get lower so I and I can punish him raas!
- Get me in closer fe shoot di ras clot.
- Get under me chopper, Niko.
- Get up inna here.
- Get up so me can get some shots in , Niko.
- Get we in closer so we can kill di bumb clot.
- He getting away!
- He is only one Slav, you powerful Americans must be able to kill him.
- Hey Russians. Fucking whack this guy already.
- Hold on, Jacob. We're going down!
- I ain't close enough fe take out di bumba clot down, yet.
- I am not waiting to find him as long as I waited for Darko Brevic.
- I an' I is too low. Get me some height.
- I can't be doing no shooting from above. Get down.
- I can't catch a ras clot if we crash, ya know, Niko.
- I don't trust these fucking Russian crooks. They're all gangsters.
- I hope you ain't killing this guy because he sounds funny too.
- I need fe get up fe shoot him, come on.
- I never thought I'd be working with the reds.
- I think we're in trouble. Hold onto something.
- I thought you were big bad Mafia, why do you need our help to kill this Slav?
- If I had got onto the chopper, shit. Dimitri must still be in Liberty City.
- Jacob, I lost Dimitri. He's still out there.
- Jump up, me breda. Do it.
- Keep your eyes dem open, Niko.
- Land pon de island, make sure him dead.
- Make sure it is Russian bullet that kill this idiot.
- Me can't shoot at Dimitri from up here. Bring it down.
- Me can't shoot di bumba clot from back here, ya know.
- Me get de dogheart. Dimitri's chopper gwan down pon the island.
- Me need fe take out him engine, get close.
- Niko, watch where you flying.
- Piece of shit... eat hard metal!
- Rasta, you need fe get closer.
- Rhaatid, dat was close.
- Rhaatid, we nearly had him.
- Roman dead because of you!
- Something ain't right about these commies. Why ain't they killed him yet?
- Stop fucking around out there, Niko. Get in.
- Thanks for coming to get me, Jacob. I thought he was getting away.
- The Russians pissed this guy off, they should kill him.
- There's something up with that Dimitri guy.
- These idiot gangsters are gonna lose this fight for us.
- These Ruskies better not try and screw the Peg.
- We do not want to take any chances.
- We got too much altitude, Niko. Get lower.
- We must still be able to find him.
- We need to get him soon. Goodbye, Jacob.
- We need to have some height so me can shoot him, Niko.
- We will show these Americans how real men fight.
- We're gonna crash, Jacob. Hold on!
- What you doing? Get in.
- Ya a mafia don, ya know, Niko. Take control of this ting. You got de flying skills.
- Ya ain't going anywhere, ya ras clot.
- You going down, Dimitri.
- You need fe grab on to me chopper, Niko.
- You stupid Americans better not get us killed.
- You too high, rasta. Bring it down.
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.
Babysitting
Derrick: A whole lot of money and a good Korean kid ain't around no more because of you.
Derrick: Bastards.
Derrick: Check aft... behind... the rear.
Derrick: Check right, me man.
Derrick: Check right, Niko.
Derrick: Check the portside.
Derrick: Christ alive, they're attacking from the shoreline.
Derrick: Christ, the notes may be fake but these bullets ain't. Get close to Kim.
Derrick: Come on, get 'em.
Derrick: Come on, me boy. Get closer to Kim.
Derrick: Damn, looks lie Kim's fish food.
Derrick: Dead ahead, me boy.
Derrick: Don't leave him alone out there, Niko.
Derrick: Don't shoot Kim. The fucking notes might catch fire.
Derrick: Don't worry Kim, we're looking after you.
Derrick: Drop that chopper, Niko. Come on.
Derrick: Eyes aft, Niko.
Derrick: Eyes left.
Derrick: Eyes to the front, man.
Derrick: Eyes to the starboard bow.
Derrick: Fuck you all.
Derrick: Fuck! You'd think the Coastguard has drowning kids to save.
Derrick: Fuck, he's come all this way and it looks like he's gonna end up in the drink.
Derrick: Fuck, imagine who'd turn up if it was real notes he was bringing into the country.
Derrick: Fuck, that boat ain't looking too fresh.
Derrick: Get closer to him, Niko.
Derrick: Get me back to land. I'll give you a call.
Derrick: Get over it, Derrick. He was a smuggler and the cash was fake. I'll see you around.
Derrick: Good thing the DTs ain't come in yet.
Derrick: Here come some Fed boats.
Derrick: He's earning that money alright.
Derrick: He's going to wish he never left home.
Derrick: He's paying for protection, Niko. Protect him, why don't ya.
Derrick: He's taking a beating.
Derrick: Him and them notes ain't gonna do shit for us no more. Let's go back to land.
Derrick: Hold tight, Kim.
Derrick: I ain't burnt out yet.
Derrick: I ain't going for a swim with ya, Niko. Later on.
Derrick: I don't reckon he's gonna hold up much longer.
Derrick: I don't reckon this vessel will hold up much longer.
Derrick: I guess I'm driving myself back. Bye.
Derrick: I guess someone tipped these guys off.
Derrick: I guess these guys want a slice of Kim's pie.
Derrick: I may be jonesing but I can still shoot straight.
Kim: I never get tired of this shit!
Derrick: I think we're springing some leaks.
Derrick: I thought you was taking me to the coast? See ya, man.
Derrick: I wasn't prepared for this type of attack.
Derrick: I wouldn't fuck with you, Niko.
Derrick: Incoming. More fucking Coastguard.
Derrick: It ain't personal.
Derrick: Jesus, helicopters ain't my idea of fun.
Derrick: Jesus, I think this ship's about to go down with us in it.
Derrick: Jesus, Niko. Don't let him hang like this.
Derrick: Jesus. Here are the reinforcements.
Derrick: Kim ain't looking too good.
Derrick: Kim needs help, Niko.
Derrick: Kim, we got you and them notes looked after.
Derrick: Look out, they're coming from behind.
Derrick: Look right, me bow.
Derrick: Looks like we're about to end up in the drink, Niko.
Derrick: McRearys don't fuck about.
Derrick: Meet me at the jetty off a Rand Avenue. I need some help with something.
Derrick: More on the coast. They really want to take us down.
Derrick: Nice one, me boy.
Derrick: Niko, me boy. Packie tells me you got some sea legs on ya.
Derrick: Not such a warm welcome, is it?
Derrick: Nothing like thieves thieving off a thieves.
Derrick: On the right, boy.
Derrick: Port. Port. Look left.
Derrick: Right in front of us, Niko.
Derrick: Shit, can't they let us go about our activities in peace.
Derrick: Shit, Derrick. You sound almost like a human being. I might just see you there.
Derrick: Shit, I think he ain't gonna last much longer.
Derrick: Shit, it's an air raid.
Derrick: Shit, look to the rear.
Derrick: Shit, Niko. Our boat's about to fall apart.
Derrick: Shit, Niko. The Korean and his notes need our help.
Derrick: Shit, there goes pay day. At least he died rich, eh?
Derrick: Shit, they off to the left.
Derrick: Shit, we let the poor kid down.
Derrick: Shit. They're on the coastline. Can't even dock here.
Derrick: Sink those bastards.
Derrick: Sorry, fella.
Kim: Thank you.
Kim: Thanks.
Derrick: That ain't good news. Take me back to land.
Derrick: That's what everyone in this country wants, right?
Derrick: The bastards are firing from the shore.
Derrick: The fucks have gone airborne.
Derrick: The old dog still got some tricks.
Derrick: They got the whole navy tonight!
Derrick: They're behind us.
Derrick: They're buzzing us like hornets up there. Christ.
Derrick: They're coming at us head on, Niko.
Derrick: They're off of the fore deck.
Derrick: They're on the left.
Derrick: They're punishing him out there.
Derrick: Think of them Notes, Niko. Protect Kim's boat.
Derrick: This is a full on land and sea assault.
Derrick: This is nothing, Kim. You and them notes are gonna be fine.
Kim: This is what gets me out of bed in the morning!
Derrick: Watch it, we're meant to be protection Kim, not sinking him.
Derrick: You can't leave those notes out there without protection, Niko.
Derrick: You got a fucking death wish?
Derrick: You got in me way.
Derrick: You know how to handle yourself, Niko.
Derrick: You trying to fucking sink us?
Derrick: You were meant to use that on choppers. Not the guy we're protection.
Bleed Out
- Back off.
- Dardan's left his car, he trying to get away on foot.
- Go after him, finish him off. I would do it but I'm hurt, you know? Urgh.
- Hey Dardan, you missed your party.
- Hey, that's a nice view.
- I won't take no shits.
- I'm on my way, Roman.
- Motherfucker!
- Motherfucker.
- My cab, Niko. The cab is fucked.
- Nice one, cousin. Drive back to the depot, these bruises are starting to really hurt.
- Niko, come help me... quickly.
- Niko, get here quickly. This is getting out of hand.
- Piece of crap
- Screw you.
- Stay down, fat man.
- We shall see. I have reasons to remember it.
- We're coming for you, Dardan.
- You better not try to get up, fatty.
- You better run fast.
- You're not going anywhere.
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.
Bull in a China Shop
Shopkeeper: Big man with the big bat. I so impressed.
Niko: But you know that there is nothing stopping me from coming back here and smashing it in your face.
Vlad: Come to the bar.
Niko: Fine.
Niko: For the record, I don't take orders from Vlad. I'm just doing a favor for my cousin.
Niko: From people like me.
Niko: Hello, you got some nice stuff in here.
Shopkeeper: Hey, don't hurt me. Vlad say you too stupid to understand his orders.
Niko: I can smell you too.
Niko: I did what you said, I got your money.
Shopkeeper: I don't give no shit about you Russians.
Niko: I gave him the vodka.
Niko: I hope you don't mind.
Shopkeeper: I paid you all the money I had. There's no more.
Shopkeeper: I thought you were protecting me now?
Niko: I will give you a bottle of vodka now to apologize for what I did.
Vlad: If you give a shit about your fatty cousin's debt then I've got some more work for you.
Shopkeeper: Ok, this not so funny no more.
Niko: Seems careless to not be paying Vlad his protection money?
Shopkeeper: Smash, smash, smash. You boring me.
Shopkeeper: Stupid man, you wasting your time.
Vlad: Take this bottle of Cherenkov. Say you're sorry and you won't do it again.
Vlad: That means don't fucking hurt him, alright. Hear me now?
Vlad: What are you doing hurting my friends, yokel? You trying to make me mad?
Shopkeeper: What are you doing? I pay you already.
Vlad: You kissed and made up, that's sweet.
Niko: You know what, Vlad. I wanted that vodka all to myself, so I got rid of the shop owner.
Vlad: You pathetic halfwit, what if I decide to get rid of your cousin when I next pay him a visit. Shit.
Shopkeeper: Your arm starting to hurt already? I get tired just watching you.
Vlad: You're deaf as well as stupid. That's good to know, yokel. I said scare him, don't hurt him.
Buoys Ahoy
- This is a message from Dimitri Rascalov.
- We got you.
Bernie: Ahhhh.
Bernie: Ahhhhhh! Bryce's boat.
Bernie: Be the water, Niko. Be the waves. Catch them.
Bernie: Bryce's boat is as well, practically.
Bernie: Bryce's boat.
- Channel your anger, Niko. Catch up to them.
- Come on, Niko. Put this thing into overdrive.
- Didn't see that one coming, did ya?
Russian: Dimitri Rascalov sends his regards.
Russian: Do not be fucking with Dimitri Rascalov.
Bernie: Do you think they'll notice that?
Niko: Does this look like the type of place we could hang out, Bernie?
- Get me to the coast. I'm done with this.
- Giving it to them from behind.
Niko: Hey Bernie, are we cool to stop around here?
Niko: Hey Bernie, I'm going to stop here. That cool with you?
- His wife is getting on his back about yours truly -
Bernie: How many knots are you doing, Niko?
Bernie: I like them tight but not that tight.
Bernie: I think she suspects. It's a nightmare.
- I wanted to get a tan, not a burn.
Bernie: I'm at the Pier in Fishmarket South. I need you... now.
- I'm definitely not saying I took this now.
Bernie: I've got to get the bitch her dingy. Good luck.
Bernie: I've heard of mud packs but that river is practically sewage.
- Move it, sister.
Bernie: My feet need to feel solid ground, Niko.
Bernie: My hair's going go to go all frizzy.
Bernie: Niko. Jesus. Niko.
- Niko, they're getting away.
Bernie: Ohhhh.
- 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.
Bernie: So long, sailor. Bernie has a lot of explaining to do.
Bernie: Take them.
Bernie: That cannot be good for your skin.
- That singed my eyebrows.
- The bitch ain't gonna be happy.
Bernie: The bitch and her brats will never forgive him. Thanks, Niko.
Bernie: The life at sea is not for me. take me back to terra firma.
- There she blows.
- They're getting away.
Niko: They're gone, Bernie.
- They're in our sights.
Bernie: They're leagues ahead, sweetie. What are you doing?
Bernie: This isn't good.
Bernie: Uh oh.
Bernie: We've got them.
Bernie: We're losing them.
Bernie: You can handle this, right? I need to give Bryce his boat.
- 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.
Clean Getaway
Gangster: Get your ass up on out of there.
Jimmy: How am I gonna make money without my car?
???: I don't even like strawberries!
Jimmy: I don't owe Vlad shit.
Gangster: Like I said, that's Jimmy's ride.
Gangster: Only Jimmy sits in that seat, cracker.
Jimmy: Vlad can fuck off.
Crime and Punishment
Niko: Finally.
Niko: Got them.
Niko: Here they are.
Niko: Can't you be a bit more specific than South Broker?
Niko: I pulled over a van, it didn't have nay TVs in it.
Dimitri: I'd do it quick, Roman don't look too good.
Dimitri: Mr. Faustin wants those TVs. You do not want him to take out his anger on your cousin. Go.
Niko: No, I haven't nothing yet. Is Roman alright?
Dimitri: Pull over more vans then.
Driver: Talk about dumb criminals.
Dimitri: That's not our problem. Keep pulling them over until you find the one with the TVs.
Dimitri: The truck is driving around South Broker.
Niko: There has to be more than one truck around here.
Dimitri: You have the shipment already? You are good.
Driver: You shoulda believed me, pussy hole.
Dimitri: Your cousin will only be alright when Mr. Faustin has that van. Go and get it for him.
Concrete Jungle
- See da boy go up pon da roof? Get Him! Me cover you.
- We got to get rid a dis whole nest a vipers. Dere be more upstairs.
- Ya best be getting a piece from the trunk, seen?
- Ya best be getting some more teeth from the trunk, seen?
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.
': Good riddance to the fucking asshole.
': 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.
Dining Out
Korean: Come back here, we are closed, dick face.
Korean: Get back here dick face. You'll get fucked up in there.
Kim: Get out way.
Korean: Get outta here with your gun, dick face.
Kim: Hey, watch it man.
Brucie: How about you and me do some serious carb loading bro?
Kim: I good friend of that junkie, remember?
Korean: Look where you're going.
Kim: Me and that junkie real close, please.
Kim: Move it, stupid.
Brucie: Niko, it's Brucie baby.
Kim: No do this.
Kim: Please no do this, mister. I have a lot of American money.
Kim: Please, don't.
Niko: Shit man, I can't. I'm already on my way to a Korean place.
Niko: Some other time, okay?
Korean: We closed and we don't want no trouble. Get out.
Kim: What the fuck?
Korean: You don't want to go in there. We're not some normal restaurant.
Korean: You going to have to take that thing outside.
Do You Have Protection
Shopkeeper: A freak like you should get neutered.
Faustin: But in ways that will make money. Come back to my house.
Shopkeeper: Cleaned us out.
Dimitri: Come on, find a car.
Shopkeeper: Control yourself, okay?
Faustin: Do you think that I am not to be obeyed? Come back to see me.
Shopkeeper: Don't fuck around in here.
Niko: Faustin, things got difficult in the shop. I left Dimitri there to deal with it.
Actor: Fuck you all.
Faustin: Fucking control yourself.
Dimitri: Get some transport and take us to Dillon Street in Schottler.
Niko: Great.
Actor: Have a heart.
Actor: Help. Please, no.
Dimitri: His wife, she is a mess. And he does not let up on me. We need the old Mikhail back.
Niko: Things got out of control and I fired all my bullets. Sorry.
Niko: I hurt the guy who works there.
Dimitri: I think you are safe. For the moment at least.
Dimitri: I told you to shot him in the leg. It matters little. Let's get out of here.
Actor: I'm fucking big time, bitches. I'm gonna be a star.
Actor: I'm just in this for the bitches. I don't wanna get hurt! Please. Please. Come on.
Actor: I'm special. I'm different.
Niko: In my experience... most people, once they change, they stay that way.
Dimitri: Mikhail is not most people. He was a great man.
Dimitri: Mikhail seems to go after those close to him, like Illyena.
Actor: Motherfuckers, you're not treating me like that. I'm a player.
Niko: Mr. Faustin, I couldn't do what you wanted me to.
Niko: Mr. Faustin, I don't think you should use that gun shop no more.
Niko: Mr. Faustin, I got a little out of control in the shop, people were hurt.
Actor: Oh God.
Dimitri: Please, go get us some wheels. I haven't the energy.
Dimitri: Point the gun at that guy to his left, Niko.
Dimitri: Silence this punk, Niko.
Dimitri: Take me to Perestroika, Mikhail's club.
Shopkeeper: They breed 'em funny where you're from.
Actor: This ain't right.
Actor: This is my show.
Faustin: This is what you are for, Bellic. To hurt people for me.
Shopkeeper: What the fuck are you doing?
Dimitri: What the hell did you do that for? How are we supposed to make them pay up now?
Actor: You ain't nothing.
Faustin: You are testing my patience, Bellic.
Faustin: You are the one who should be taking Dimitri's sedatives, not me.
Dimitri: You can't even hit him in the leg. He has earned at least. Let's go.
Actor: You don't know what I can do.
Joseph: Your cousins back in Eastern Europe do this for practically nothing, undercutting us.
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?
Easy as Can Be
Niko: Here's the car for Brucie. I hope you were expecting a fixer upper?
Gangster: That's Lyle's ride.
Lenny: The only thing you expect when you're working for Brucie is a whole lot of bullshit. Thanks.
Brucie: You should have seen that jumped up punk driving around in that shit.
Easy Fare
- Hey, Roman ain't much better when he's behind the wheel. Sorry about that screw up.
- I own a Pay 'n' Spray shop over there on Gibson Street. Take us there.
- Thank you, man. Tell Roman to stay out of trouble, you hear?
- We're trapped! Smash through that fence, man.
- You really got to get some practice driving on the right side of the road. Roman shouldn't have let you out of his cab.
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
- Get some wheels so we can chase this sucker.
- He gonna see you standing, you right there.
- He stopped at the red.
- How you gonna follow him without a car?
- How'd you let him get away? Man, shit.
- I don't know how we tailing him without wheels.
- I don't think we sent an invitation to this punk. Eject him from the party.
- I thought you had passion in your veins, man.
- Man, I thought you was serious about cleaning up these streets, man.
- Man, it's almost like you want this scum on the streets.
- Rojo, rojo. Hit the brakes, man.
- Shit, man. I thought you were the streets man. We need to tail him.
- Shit, you look obvious being that close without a car, man.
- Shit. He stopped again. Hold back.
- That's my bad. Boo fucking hoo. See you around, Manny.
- This boy think he can come up in our shit. Drop him.
- What you doing so close to him?
- What's this fool think he's playing at? Finish him.
- You got too close, man. He saw us.
- You on crack man? Get away from him.
- You're following him man, not ass raping him. Get back.
Final Destination
Faustin: I'm sorry Niko. Thank you. At least you are loyal. We will work together again, come to see me at my house.
Niko: Lenny, the boy, he's dead.
Faustin: Shut up Dimitri, I don't care who he is. It is too late anyway. Niko has killed him. Stop your whining.
Niko: The decision has been made.
Faustin: You would still be in a fucking Gulag if it wasn't for me. You'd be drilling for oil in the tundra.
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
- Any inquiries, try the ER reception.
- Cops act all nice when they get shot but it's Mr. Toughguy now that they're down the hall with a witness.
- Do I know you? I've seen so many green doctors, patients and cadavers, I don't recognize anyone anymore.
- Didn't I just?
- Hey, watch out for those cops. They're down the hall acting like they own the place.
- Huh?
- It's only hospital staff beyond this point sir.
- Visiting hours are over.
Harboring a Grudge
- Dammit, they just don't give up.
- Don't these triads have other stuff they need to fuck with?
- Get away from the fucking truck.
- Get away from the truck. Don't you know when you're beat?
- Go back to the docks where you belong.
- Hey, what do you think you're doing?
- I just can't be bothered with this shit.
- Jesus Christ, I'm getting sick of these fucking triads.
- Let us drive in fucking peace, you cocksuckers.
- Let's kill these thieves!
- Persistent motherfuckers, aren't they?
- Possession is nine tenths of the law. Deal with it.
- Put that in your wok and fry it.
- Stay away from us, you shitheads.
- Stupid Americans are trying to rob us!
- Take your defeat like real men. Fuck off.
- That's great. That's just fucking great. We lost the stuff.
- There's a billion of these motherfuckers back in China, they won't miss a few.
- There are ours now. Fuck off.
- They're fucking ramming us. Shit.
- This ain't no fireworks display. It's a fucking assault rifle.
- This is America, assholes. The strongest survive.
- 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.
Hostile Negotiation
- Back off, Bellic. My finger is twitching.
- Hey Niko. You seen Roman?
- I thought he would be wining and dining the woman he loves?
- If he calls you, tell him the women he loves wants to see his ass at home.
- I'm coming, cousin.
- Stay away or he is dead.
- You shouldn't have invaded my personal space.
- You waited too long, Slav.
Hung Out to Dry
Muscovski: America is land of free. Leave me alone.
Niko: Come on, man. Just pull the hell up.
Vlad: Fuck it. This is a lesson to every other fuck head who thinks he is too clever to pay me.
Muscovski: Fuck you, I call police. They'll show you.
Muscovski: In Russian I pay protection, not here.
Vlad: Who could be too clever for you, Vlad?
Niko: You better hope the police get here real quick.
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.
If the Price is Right
- After you, Niko.
- Alright, let's get back to the club.
- Alright, Niko. You go that way, I'll go this way. We'll close 'em in.
- Come on, let me take the money or you will die.
- Come on, Phil. Let's do this.
- Dimitri can look after himself. See you later.
- Dimitri would love it if we didn't come back at all.
- Dimitri did not give us a choice about this.
- Dimitri is snake.
- Eyes up, Niko.
- Fuck, we gotta get him. I ain't going home empty handed from this. Dimitri would love that.
- Hell, Niko. That just weren't professional. I gotta explain this to Jimmy.
- He's crashed. Go get the money, Niko.
- He's out of it. Let's finish this thing.
- Hey, wait right there.
- I came here for that money, I am leaving with it.
- I guess he wanted it to be him and Pegorino.
- I hate to think what's gone down on Dimitri's end. I'm calling Jimmy.
- I should not have let you put me in the situation, Dimitri.
- I will not let you stand in my way.
- I'll do my best, we'll try and catch him.
- I'm follow you.
- I'm not leaving here without a payday. Phil.
- Let's fucking disappoint him. We're coming back alive and with the money. Come on.
- Let's get him.
- Niko, wait here.
- Niko, you go in front.
- Okay, Phil. Come on.
- Shit, they're up there.
- The cash is what we're after, not your lives.
- The whole operation isn't professional. He'll understand.
- There ain't no try, we're getting him. Come on.
- They're up there.
- This is it, Phil. Let's get the cash.
- This is not going to stop us.
- We got to get that money, Phil.
- We know you have that money here.
- We need to catch this car, Niko. I been fucked around enough and I ain't walking away with nothing.
- We're going back to the site, Niko.
- Where is the cash? Give is to us.
- Where is the money at?
- Yo, that's the guy with the cash.
- You didn't need to clip him, Niko. Shit.
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.
It's Your Call
- Get rid of these cops, Niko. We can't lead them back to the depot.
- Lose these cops, Niko. I don't want to lead them right to an illegal game.
- Niko, you have to lose these cops, we cannot lead them to my place of business.
- Shit, cousin. We can't lead these cops right to this backroom game. Lose them.
- They're gone, perfect. That is the last we have seen of those loan sharks... I hope.
Ivan the Not So Terrible
Ivan: Get out my way.
Ivan: I'm running here.
Ivan: Move it, asshole.
Niko: Slippery bastard.
Ivan: You got eyes?
Jamaican Heat
- Forward a' the Homebrew Cafe. It be inna Beechwood City.
- Real sorry, but hurting you be the only way te do that.
Late Checkout
- Boychick - you did the right thing.
- I'm going out for a smoke. If the penthouse calls down again, tell them I'm on a break.
- Isaac will understand. This is business.
- I've done this work for you, you said you'd find someone for me.
- That was the deal. I'm not your clean up guy any more.
- 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
- Fuck you, Nicky, fuck you.
- I was planning for an easy life. It don't matter too much, bring me the score at Drusilla's.
- I'm gonna clip you then I'm gonna go clip Ray Bo -fucking -ccino.
- None of you Russians got no respect for nothing.
- Ray ain't never gonna trust a fucking rat. Remember that.
- Shove this up your ass.
- You were planning to let them live?
- You're a piece of shit, Nicky. You ratted us out.
Mr and Mrs Bellic
- After the war, I was involved in a life I felt was not for me.
- Are you prepared to say goodbye to the fast cars, the drugs, the violence, the cheap women?
- Are you?
- Aren't you dashing?
- but this was the church where we had my brother's funeral.
- Do you think the men you've been dealing with will let you walk off into the sunset?
- He brought it on himself and he wasn't a good person.
- Here we are.
- Hey Niko! Let's get a car.
- How do I know that you're right for me? How do I know that I won't get hurt?
- I can't believe you'd wear that to a church.
- I have tried to separate myself from it. I am ready to try to be good.
- I like that.
- I might steal the collection box if the mood takes me though.
- I'm not sure about those clothes.
- I'm okay, he's still in my thoughts, you know.
- It would be easier to be happy if I was with the right person though.
- It's hard to say, but maybe the right person.
- I've had some trouble telling right and wrong apart before.
- Maybe you want to try something smarter.
- Maybe. The right person can make your life wonderful in the same way that the wrong one can ruin it.
- My past does not haunt me in the way that it used to.
- No, there won't be any gunfire at this wedding.
- not only do you seem to attract ultra-violence where you go.
- Oh really?
- Recently, I have tied up a lot of loose ends in this city.
- So, how do sociopaths behave at weddings.
- That's not exactly a wedding outfit.
- That's perfect, Niko.
- The problem is that it's difficult to tell which one the man you are with us.
- There you are cousin, let's move.
- There's nothing else I can say.
- They will have to. I am not a slave.
- This is a good idea. I think you'll look so much better in a suit or something. It's Roman's big day.
- Those decisions became very difficult.
- Well maybe there are. I don't want to be involved with the men I have been involved with.
- What would have made him happy?
- When I think about him I just wish that he'd been happy in his life?
- Will you fire a gun into the air as your cousin walks down the aisle?
- Yeah, I'll mug any nuns that are hanging around the church as well.
- Yeah. How are you about that? Do you miss him?
- Yeah? Do you think that that is the answer for everyone then?
- Yes I am.
- Yo, me not having no more a dis.
- You don't need to say anything else.
- You know, it's not that weird to think that there might be some shooting at this wedding.
- You look really smart in that.
- You remember how that turned out?
- You'll look nice in the wedding in that.
- You're talking about your criminal exploits as if they are a thing of the past.
No. 1
Brucie: Alright man, the race start is over on Stillwater Avenue. Let's do this.
Brucie: Stevie-boy tunes these things like they're fucking pianos man. Pitch perfect.
Brucie: Stevie's place is on Freetown Avenue over in Willis.
Out of Commission
- A rocket be heading at us, rasta.
- Air unit seven-b has been engaged. This is a potential terrorist situation.
- Air unit seven-b has taken damage. Brace position! Brace position!
- Alright, alright.
- Alright, cousin. We hear anything. We will come to help you.
- Alright, dis us where he be going. What's the plan, Niko?
- Are you crazy?
- Are you trying to kill us too?
- As long as he is dead...
- Be safe, Niko. Be safe.
- Boy, dat was close and ting rasta.
- Boy, dis no good for me heart.
- Boy, me don't like dis at all.
- Boy, me tink me was gone den, ya know?
- Bumba clot!
- Cha!
- Cha! You are go down!
- Cha, get closer to de ras so him can feel me teeth.
- Cha, Niko. Don't be losing de bumba clot boy.
- Cha, Niko. Watch out for de missile.
- Come on me rasta. Get closer!
- Come on, drive safely.
- Come on, Niko. Me can't get no shot from here.
- Come on, Niko. Wine up on him.
- Come on, shit.
- Dey fucking wit our structure.
- Dis how we dweet inna Jam Down!
- Faster, rasta, faster. Catch up pon him.
- Feel I teeth!
- Get I closer for de shot, cousin.
- Get in in closer, rasta.
- Get I in range, ya know breda.
- Get in closer, Niko. We losing the ras clot.
- Get in, Jimmy.
- Get me close to dis bumba clot.
- Get near to him now rasta.
- Give me some heat, Niko. We need fe catch up pon him.
- Grab on, Mr. Pegorino.
- Him fight for that when him got nothing else.
- How long dis transport gwan last?
- I an' I get him, rasta. He going fe crash pon the island.
- I an' I need fe kill dis teeth affa transport.
- I and I be de righteous dread!
- I an I is fucked.
- I don't care if I am killed, if I am hurt, as long as he pays for his attack.
- I got ya back, me breda.
- I guess Pegorino is not so weak after all, there were many men with him.
- I just got married. I can't die here.
- I need fe get closer to get dis ras clot.
- I showed a man that you cannot always get what you want at the cost of the lives of others.
- I think I know what you're talking about.
- If I live, I will be able to say that today. I did not hesitate. I did what was right.
- If dat hits us, we're fucked and ting, Niko.
- If that shit, Pegorino, understands the worth of his life, it will be all the more satisfying to take it away from him.
- I'm only going to say this is done when Pegorino's heart stops beating. You understand?
- Irie, Niko.
- It's all fuckerys.
- Jacob get de boat and ting. He ain't going far, rasta.
- Jacob have him sources, ya know. Dere be people who can help I and I when me in a fix, seen?
- Jacob nah mek no boy shoot after him.
- Jacob stopping these ras clots from taking us down and ting.
- Jacob taking dis blood clot down.
- Jacob's gone. How many people have to die today?
- Jah know me nah do good.
- Jah know ya feel de heat.
- Jump on, Peg.
- Land pon de Island mek we finish him.
- Let I show these ras clots how fe shoot a piece.
- Let Jacob stop these bumba clots form shooting after us.
- Look out for de rocket now, man.
- Lord protect us. We shot and ting.
- Mallorie can't lose her groom today.
- Man, dis can't be good.
- Me can't shoot from back here and ting, Niko.
- Me no like ya bumba clot!
- Mr. Pegorino. I got you.
- Niko, any fight of yours is mine as well. We are family.
- Niko, de boat get away and ting. We ain't gonna get him, yo.
- Niko, you need fe get closer. We can't be losing him.
- Please don't kill us, please don't kill us, please don't kill us.
- Poor girl, she should never have got close to me...
- Put de chopper pon di island, mek we end dis now.
- Ras clot!
- Rhaatid! Roman be dead rasta.
- Rhaatid, dere be a missile heading at us.
- Rhaatid, see him dere. Ya have fe stick to him me breda.
- Rhaatid, we losing him. Get closer now rasta.
- Rhaatid.
- Seen, Niko. Good luck.
- She... was something worth protecting... by helping me today you are doing something good.
- Shit de motherfucker got us!
- Shit, dat was close.
- Shit, we're shot.
- Someone protect us.
- Stay here, I need to end this by myself.
- Step on the accelerator, Niko. Get closer to de fool.
- Thank you both for helping me with this. It was not your fight.
- That is what I owe Kate.
- There ain't no getting away from us now that we got this thing. It's a flying tank. He's a dead man.
- There ain't no way we going be finding these boys if ya lose de transport ya know, rasta.
- There must be a safe way to catch this guy.
- They say that the dying animal is the most dangerous in the jungle, cousin.
- This is something that I have to do. Kate had a messed up family, but she remained good.
- True dat. When a man lose everything, and him still have him life, him know what it worth ya know.
- We being fucked wit and ting.
- We going down, we going down.
- We need fe be nearer to de pussyhole ya know. Me need more speed!
- We're going to get him, cousin. We're going to win this.
- We're going to win this, cousin.
- We shot, dis ain't good.
- We were so close, I thought we had him.
- We will kill Pegorino, cousin. Whether this constitutes a victory; that is another matter.
- Well, we did not have him. He is still alive. I'll see you both later.
- Where'd you get this chopper, anyway? This is a serious piece of equipment.
- Would the black Huntley please pull over to the central reservation. You have been flagged for reckless driving.
- Ya fucking dead now man!
- Ya keep shooting and this transport ain't gonna be in no good shape at all.
- Ya need fe give I and I some cover else we never be able fe follow em.
- Yeah, me tink so too, ya know me breda.
- Yo man, I try keep dis ras clot off of us, ya know.
- Yo, two can play at this game ya know, star.
- You shouldn't drive angry, NB.
- You're checking your blind spots, right Niko?
- You couldn't take the ras clot down inna dat place back there? Him get away from you?
- You're lucky we chose this as our escape vehicle, cousin.
Out of the Closet
Niko: Brucie, I couldn't tell which one your boy was. Things got confusing.
Tom: Did your daddy beat you? Is that why you're doing this?
Tom: Get the fuck off me. I don't want bruises.
Brucie: Give it to him hard, will you? Strange choice of words, but you know what I mean.
Brucie: He must want some action, bro. Give him some, okay?
Brucie: Insane man! Come back to my crib, Nicky.
Brucie: Man, you were meant to say you were after his cock, not him.
Brucie: Nicky, I thought you were into this?
Brucie: Niko, it's me. I've got a date for you with this guy at midnight tonight.
Brucie: Niko! It's me. I've got a date for you with this guy today at 8am. Have fun.
Brucie: Niko, it's me. I've got a date for you with this guy today at noon. Enjoy it, bro.
Brucie: Niko, I've got a date for you with this guy tomorrow at 6pm. You better be there.
Brucie: Niko, I've got a date for you with this guy tomorrow at noon. Do it, will you?
Brucie: Niko, I've got a date for you with this guy tomorrow morning at 8am. Make it his last breakfast.
Brucie: Niko, I've got a date for you with this guy tomorrow night at midnight. Get rid of him.
Brucie: Niko, it's me. Listen, I've got a date for you with this guy today at 6pm tonight. Good luck.
Brucie: Niko. Hey, wake up! I've got a date for you with this guy, alright?
Brucie: No, I make sure my abs will be better than anyone else's.
Brucie: Shit, man, hopefully ain't good enough.
Tom: So, you are a freak from the internet.
Niko: Sorry, Brucie. I think I let slip to your guy that I was after him.
Brucie: The internet dating is a bitch. Okay? Don't even know which guy it is you're screw.
Brucie: What's wrong with you, brother? We'll talk soon.
Niko: Yo, Brucie. I killed some guy. Hopefully it was the one you were after.
Tom: You are not fucking with these clothes. Do you know how much they cost?
Brucie: You need to make sure in life. Come see me, bro.
Brucie: You think I work out until I'll hopefully have cut abs?
Tom: You've got real intimacy issues.
Paper Trail
Little Jacob: A crane, Niko. Watch yourself.
Little Jacob: and tell me some I haffi come up here and meet him, and den find some boy and mash him up and ting.
Little Jacob: Can't shoot dis bumba clot from back here.
Little Jacob: Cha, me no come yah fe hear bout how horse dead and cow fat. It nuh nuttin.
Little Jacob: Cha, what you doing? ME had him in me sight!
Little Jacob: Chill Niko, we catch him soon enough.
Little Jacob: Come down, Niko. I an' I need fe get lower for de shot and ting.
U.L. Paper: Dammit. Maybe he should have been taken down anyway.
Little Jacob: Don't go hitting a crane or nothing.
Little Jacob: For real. I'm gwan give dem boy some hot fe jump for!
U.L. Paper: Fuck the math. This is no way to fight a war. There might be another opportunity.
Little Jacob: Get closer.
Little Jacob: Get dis ting up higher so me can shoot dis ras clot.
Little Jacob: Get lower for de shot, Niko.
Little Jacob: Get the chopper up, Niko.
Little Jacob: Get up, Niko, get up. Give me some height.
Little Jacob: Girl wine up and ting, like she looking for something and ting.
Little Jacob: Give me some height some can shoot dis ras clot and ting, Niko.
Niko: Give the tourists something to tell their families back home.
Niko: Good place to hide if the government are after you.
Little Jacob: He trying to lose I and I through City Hall.
Niko: Hey, me and Jacob kind of messed up.
Little Jacob: Him going through City Hall. That's a seriously tight fit.
Niko: I am sorry for getting you into this. It was that girl, Michelle. She played me.
Little Jacob: I an I' be too high fe get de shot, Niko.
Little Jacob: I an I' need fe closer.
Niko: I can make it.
Little Jacob: I dey 'pon haste.
Little Jacob: I need fe take a shot soon, sight?
Niko: I should have seen.
Little Jacob: I thought de girl was too good to be true ya know Niko.
Little Jacob: I tink dat's our boy over der ya know. Get him so we can go home man.
Niko: Jacob, how'd they get you into this shit?
Little Jacob: Make we dweet. Get the chopper in place.
U.L. Paper: Maybe the casualties would have been fewer overall.
Little Jacob: Mek we get lower, bredren. There be no shot up here.
U.L. Paper: Niko, I need you to come through on this. I'll be in touch.
Little Jacob: Niko, watch out for the crane.
Little Jacob: Raas Man! I get no more shot!
Little Jacob: Ras. De chopper ain't in good shape and ting. It fuckery to the fullness, seen?
Little Jacob: Rhaatid. Him back over on land again.
Niko: Shit.
Little Jacob: Some bigga ess put some pressure pon me and call me up in him office and tell me all type of nonsense.
Little Jacob: Take him inna Middle Park. Dere ain't too many people over dere.
Niko: We couldn't get a clean shot on the chopper.
Niko: We had a few chopper troubles. This isn't going to be possible.
Little Jacob: We need fe get higher so me can get dis shot.
Niko: What do you mean? Is full of rich joggers and tourists.
Little Jacob: Wine up on the blood clot.
Little Jacob: Ya going through the arch? Ya crazy? Don't get me killed!
Little Jacob: Ya make me lose de shot ya know man!
Little Jacob: Ya man. It just some almshouse gwaan ya know. Forward a chopper, see America? It's a real fucked up place man.
Niko: Yeah, sounds familiar.
Little Jacob: Yo just chill Niko, you can always head around.
Little Jacob: Yo, bring dis ting down me breda. I can't get him from up here.
Little Jacob: Yo, I an' I see ya soon Niko.
Niko: You gotta work on your aim, Jacob. I could have made that shot with my eyes closed.
Payback
- Alright.
- Hey, I'm offended. You're havin' fun without me.
- I didn't have no time.
- I'll talk to you later, Packie.
- Niko, I know you're probably occupied and don't wanna hang out but I thought I'd try. I'm bored.
- Shit, Packie. I'm kind of busy chasing down some wiseguys for those guido buddies of yours.
- Tell me this job ain't as crazy as when you and me hit that bank together.
- Too bad, my boy. Doesn't look like there's much in it for you then.
- You mean when Michael died? I couldn't possibly be having that much fun.
Search and Delete
Lyle: Fucking Brucie is a psychopath.
Lyle: I never thought this would be for real.
Lyle: Man, shit, Brucie's fucking crazy.
Lyle: That maniac is trying to get me killed.
Pegorino's Pride
- Come on, pal. Get a car with enough room for all of us.
- Come on, you're driving.
- Don't leave the skipper behind.
- Get behind the wheel, what are you playing at?
- Get in the car, don't waste our time.
- I ain't leaving this car with these injuries.
- I don't know what you're busy with up there, but I need your immigrant ass down here now!
- I'm getting my ass kicked.
- Marco and Pete are down and I'm about to get clipped.
- Marco and Pete have been fucking clipped!
- More are showing up, get down here.
- More of them is showing up, get down here and help me, Niko.
- Shit, Niko, go. I'm staying here and nursing my fucking wound.
- Shit, the Pavanos is trying to whack me.
- Shit, there are more guys coming in the back. Get down here, Niko.
- The dumb fucks have crashed. Go get my gift and make the fuckers pay.
- The Peg won't take kindly to being left behind.
- There's more guys coming in the back. Get down here, Niko.
- This ain't pretty.
- What are doing, trying to leave the skipper?
- What the fuck are you doin'?
- Wise up, we need something we all can fit in.
- You fired first. Lucky for you, they was out to whack me anyway.
- You gotta go, Niko. I can't move with this bullet in my gut.
- You think we're midgets? Get a car that'll fit us all.
Pest Control
- I pay you to be a nuclear holocaust, Bellic. Sort your shit out. I'll call you.
- Mr. Boccino ain't seeing nobody.
- Ray got wise to me, Mr. Pegorino. I think I spooked him.
- Ray told us specifically he don't wanna see your ugly mug.
- Shit, I told you he had his eyes open. He'll be on the lamb now. Dammit.
- Sorry, Mr. Pegorino. He's a cockroach, Ray would survive anything. Even a nuclear holocaust.
- The only people gonna get close to Ray today are his missus and his goomah. Stay away.
Photo Shoot
- Ain't there something more elevated you can conversate on?
- I didn't even tell you what Marlon looked like. Get it together and come see me.
- I shot at the guys by the courts.
- I'll do it.
- My mind ain't trapped. I just like hearing cats spit rhymes and I know you like pushing rocks on the corner.
- So shut the fuck up.
- That's the oppressors limiting your mind.
- What you doing, man? You not thinking.
- What you talking about? You a drug dealing gang banger.
- Whatever you say, fool. I'm free.
- You 'bout as stereo fucking typical as they come.
- You conforming to stereotypes, cousin. All you talk about is the rap game and 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
- All type a shit about to happen to you.
- Bam!
- Bounce, bitch.
- Don't get so close to a brother.
- For sure you are.
- Fuck off, bitch.
- Fuck... here we go.
- Get off a brother's back.
- Have these.
- Hello no.
- Hello no. Stay away, junkie. I'm all out of product.
- I can keep running all day.
- I didn't see nobody. Get rid of this fool
- I got friends, bitch.
- I have some Jamaican friends who are real angry with you.
- I just trying to put food in my baby's mouth.
- I know some cats you don't wanna fuck with.
- I only found one dealer. He's dead.
- I'm in the middle of something, Roman. I might be shooting something, but it won't be pool.
- Let's have some fun.
- Motherfuck.
- Okay then, I'll chase you.
- Okay, well it's a good thing I didn't have none of that spiff.
- Out my way.
- Scumbags.
- Shit Roman, I can't talk now. Damn.
- Shit, he's coming in. You done got us killed.
- Shit. Don't cap an innocent brother.
- Should have just recycled this shit.
- Some friends of mine are pissed off with you, now you got me angry.
- Sorry, babe.
- Stay off of me.
- Step off me, punk.
- Take care of this boy on my back.
- That corner belongs to Badman.
- That corner belongs to Little Jacob and Badman. You should know that.
- That's a good price. I'm coming back to see you.
- The pain train's gonna get you , bitch.
- This fight ain't gonna go your way.
- Thought you could handle it?
- Touch luck, lady.
- Turn around and leave, you hear?
- What you doin' leadin' people up to this shit? You fuckin' stupid?
- What you doing coming back here when you got heat on your back?
- Who this cracker? You let him follow you back here?
- Why're you running away from me? I just want to talk.
- Wrong place, wrong time.
- Yo! Back off me, bitch.
- Yo! Be cool, lieutenant.
- Yo. You don't wanna be messin' with my boys.
- You best not be coming in here. We packing.
- You better play nice.
- You deal on someone else's turf, you going to pay for it.
- You didn't have to do that, shit head.
- You don't got us killed.
- You gonna get punished, son.
- You gonna get the hell beat outta you, boy.
- You shouldn't deal drugs to kids, man.
- You think that will stop me.
- You're going to need more than that to protect yourself.
- 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
- Ah hell, Nicky. They was good earners. You gotta control yourself, you're a fucking maniac.
- Alright, Nicky. What's done is done. Come see me.
- Hey, Ray. I'm sorry but I had to put Luca and Tuna down. I didn't trust them.
- I make the call on who gets whacked, tough guy. We gotta have a meeting.
- I sorta get that, but I ain't happy. Let's have a meet.
- Johnny and Tuna are sleeping with the fishes, Ray. I'm sorry.
- Luca and Johnny are on ice, Ray. Shit happens.
- Me and Luca didn't get on so well, Ray. This thing isn't happening.
- Ray, the job did not go to plan. We lost Luca and Tuna. I'm sorry.
- See you around.
- Shit, Nicky. The fucking truck.
- Shit, try to kill people who ain't good earners. Let's you and me have a sit down.
- Something smelled fishy about Tuna, Ray. He's not around no more.
- The whole crew? Va fanabla! Come back to Drusilla's.
- These diamonds is ours now.
- We're just trying to pick up the damn trash.
- Wha'd'ya want, you scumbags?
- You ain't getting this ice.
- You should start looking for a new crew, Ray. The old one's in a better place.
- You're wasting your time.
That Special Someone
- Come on you stupid thing.
- Fine, keep it. Plenty more quarters where that came from.
- How about we go drinking?
- I can't, Packie. I might have found what I was looking for all this time.
- Man, it's Packie calling.
- Maybe I'll feel like getting drunk later though.
- Thank you.
- You're not eating my money.
The Holland Play
- Ain't got much else to do. So long, Niko.
- Don't nobody fuck with the Playboy.
- Dwayne, I killed Playboy. You should know that he asked me to end you first.
- Dwayne, it's Niko. You been trying to call me. Say what you gotta say.
- Fuck you, you punk ass bitch.
- Holla me sometime, we can hang loose.
- I know what loyalty means, unlike some people. You and me is tight now.
- Make this easy on yourself, Dwayne. It's business, it ain't nothing personal.
- Motherfuck I'm gonna waste you, fool.
- Something's wrong. Don't nobody come to see me up in here.
- That's good to know.
- This punk ass bitch gonna get himself killed in here.
- You going down fool!
- You in it with Playboy. You and him is trying to take me down.
- You right. I can't give you no money for helping me, dog. But I'll stick by your ass.
The Puerto Rican Connection
- Damn, son. I hate taking the train.
- Get rid of him then.
- Hell yeah I do. Ice this fool.
- I don't like the way he be looking at us.
- Man, I don't like it neither.
- Open up on his ass.
- That boy be giving us the eyeball.
- That crazy fool be looking at us.
- When we going get us a Patriot or something? Ride in style.
- When we make us some money, mamahuevo.
- Yo he grillin' with them mad eyes, yo.
- You know what happened last time some puto thought he'd stare me down.
Three Leaf Clover
- A whole van fulla N.O.O.S.E boys..
- Ain't no one coming at us from the right, people.
- Alright boys, it's every man for himself until we get past these guys.
- Alright man, get these guys, will ya?
- Alright, Niko. Take us back to my ma's, will ya?
- Alright, we make a move around the back. Follow me.
- Another fucking truck full of 'em. They're blocking us in.
- Are you fucking crazy? There's no way we'll lose the cops in a police cruiser.
- Both of you shut up. You're behaving like children.
- Bring that shithead down, Niko.
- Bring them down, Niko.
- Can you get us some transport, Niko?
- Check to the right for us, Niko.
- Clear the area for us, Niko.
- Clear the area, please clear the area.
- Come on, boys.
- Come on, into this car park.
- Come on, keep your heads.
- Come on, think of the money, people.
- Cover us while we make a run for it, Niko.
- Dammit, boys.
- Do you job, boys. Drop 'em!
- Don't be fucking stupid, get in cover, Niko.
- Don't stand in our way because we don't want to hurt you.
- Down these stairs, men. Come on.
- Easy as fucking pie.
- Everybody get down. We don't want no one hurt who don't gotta be.
- Eyes right, okay?
- Eyes to the front, Niko.
- Find some cover, Niko.
- Fine some cover, Packie.
- Fire! Fire! Don't let 'em outta here.
- Frankie's gonna love this.
- Fuck you, Patrick. Fuck you.
- Fuck, boys. I ain't doing too good over here.
- Fuck, the door's locked. Shoot the lock out, Niko. we'll cover you.
- Fucking get rid of these guys, Niko.
- Get down people. Look after yourselves.
- Get down, we don't wanna hurt civilians.
- Get in cover, Niko.
- Get in cover, Packie. Ma'd be real upset if you got hit.
- Get in some cover, Niko.
- Get outta the fucking way!
- Get that boy over there, Niko.
- Get that fucker, Niko.
- Get through these bastards and then rendezvous. Let's go.
- Get us and the cash back to the house, Niko. Fuck.
- Get us and the money out of here, Niko. Fuck.
- Get us a car will you, Niko?
- Give us some cover while we run for the subway, Niko.
- Great, we're free from this fucking dungeon. Let's go.
- Guard to the left, Niko.
- Head across here, come on.
- Head into this car park, people.
- Head left, boys. Let's move it.
- Here come some heavy hitters, people.
- Here we go, boys!
- Here you go.
- He's going to love the fact that us boys pulled off the biggest bank heist in this city's history.
- Hold 'em off for a minute, boys.
- Hold these bastards back, boys.
- How is you, me and Derrick gonna fit in there with the money?
- Hurry up and shoot the fucking lock, will you?
- I ain't built for being underground like this.
- I can taste the fresh air, boys. Can't have long to go.
- I could do with some chop right now!
- I don't like this.
- I feel like I'm in a fucking tomb.
- I got the front covered, boys.
- I got told this was going to be a smooth job. Real easy, they told me. No casualties.
- I guess I'm driving myself back. Bye.
- I need you to clear the area for us, Niko.
- I never shoulda come back to Liberty City. I knew Gerald would get me back into this shit.
- I saw your eyes light up when you thought about all the drugs you could buy with this haul.
- If this was easy then everyone would rob banks.
- I'm getting screwed here, boys.
- I'm gonna give myself a double dose when I get home.
- I'm gonna knock myself out for the fucking cunt. Try to forget about all this shit.
- Jesus Christ, we didn't get into this for people to die. Shit.
- Jesus, Niko. You look like death. Come on.
- Jesus, Packie. Show some fucking consideration. Sorry if I'm a man of principle unlike you and Gerald.
- Jesus, they're blocking off the damn road. There's another truck full of those bastards.
- Just what we needed, boys. More fucking cops.
- Keep an eye to the rear, Niko.
- Keep these fucks at bay, people.
- Let's charge through these fucks, people. There ain't no time for second thoughts.
- Let's get down here, come on.
- Let's move it people, there's nothing to see here.
- Let's move it. Across here.
- Look out up ahead, Niko.
- Look right, Niko.
- Looks like we got a whole precinct worth a cops out here. Get in some cover.
- Looks like we got more N.O.O.S.E. to deal with, people.
- Lose the cops before we go back to Ma's.
- Me and me brother will hold the pigs back. Get us a car, Niko.
- Moment of truth, boys. Let's go!
- More cops are joining in the party, boys.
- Mother of God!
- Niko! Cover!
- Niko, find some cover.
- Niko, get in cover.
- Niko, make sure we're not being fucked from behind.
- Niko, that thing can't take all of us and this cash. Use your head, man.
- Niko, there ain't no way we're leading all these cops back to the house. Lose 'em.
- Niko, those guys is yours.
- Niko, will ya keep an eye to the left?
- Niko, you gotta hang in there. Don't die on us.
- Niko, you're leading us out of here. Let's go.
- Okay, boys. We're outta here. Follow me round the back.
- Okay, everyone split up.
- Okay, we're making a right up here. Come on.
- Open fire! Open fire!
- Our argument's with the police, not innocent civilians. Get down.
- Our left side is secure, people.
- Packie, get in cover before you get yourself killed.
- Packie, get in cover now.
- Shit, a N.O.O.S.E. van.
- Shit, another car load of fucking cops.
- Shit, before the job even fucking started.
- Shit, I don't wanna die down here.
- Shit, just staying here ain't going to work. There are too many of them.
- Shit, Niko. Check in front of us.
- Shit, Niko. Find some cover.
- Shit, Niko. Take him down.
- Shit, Niko. They're all over me.
- Shit, Niko. Will you handle these boys?
- Shit, Niko. You want to leave one of us behind? Get something we're all get something we're all gonna fit in.
- Shit, there's a road block. Do what you can, Niko boy.
- Shit, this boy's causing us some problems. Take him down.
- Shit, this door's locked. Shoot the lock, Niko. We got you covered.
- Sure you do, you believe in the needle and its power to make the rest of the world disappear, while you dream of nonsense.
- Take that guy down, Niko.
- Take them guys down, Niko.
- Take these bags.
- That boy's an issue, Niko. Get rid of him.
- That man's yours, Niko.
- That's a bad omen if ever I saw one. We didn't even get to the damn bank. I'll speak to you soon, Niko.
- That's a fucking sea of blue. Get in cover, boys!
- That's government money they're carrying, don't let them get away!
- The can't be another truck full of them. Jesus. They're blocking the roads.
- The cops is behind us, Jesus.
- The fucking train is running us down. Christ.
- The fucks have blocked the road. Try to make it, Niko.
- The train's heading right for us. Watch yourselves.
- There ain't no reason to get in my way.
- There ain't no way round these fucks, we're going through 'em.
- There are too many of them, we'll die if we stay there.
- There's a fucking train coming. Watch out.
- There's light at the end of the tunnel, boys. We're nearly there.
- There's no way we're gonna shake the heat in a cop car, man.
- They ain't gonna get us from behind, boys. I got it covered.
- They don't make things easy for us, do they? Damn bridge is blocked.
- They got the road blocked. Try to get through it.
- They're behind us, the fucking cops.
- They're blocking the bridge.
- They've sent in another fucking van, boys.
- This ain't my idea of fun, boys. Would ya give me a hand?
- This ain't the type of thing I agree with. I ain't in it for the money. I believe in something, you know?
- This ain't working. We need to get out of here.
- This is a matter of national security, immobilize them!
- This is making me nervous, boys.
- This is the National Office of Security Enforcement - come out now with your hands up.
- This is typical. A typical fucking McReary family screw up. Can't we do nothing right.
- This'll all be worth it when we're back at Ma's with the cash.
- Use your head, Niko. We ain't gonna be able to lose the pigs in a cop car.
- Walk in with guns and bombs, walk out with the cash. Simple as that.
- Watch out, Niko. Get in cover.
- Watch out, Packie. Get in some cover.
- We ain't going back to me ma's house with all this heat, man. Shake the cops.
- We don't want another casualty on this job. Hang in there, Niko.
- We got cops coming up behind us. Shit.
- We got cops following us, boys.
- We'll be laughing about this shit tomorrow, boys. I promise ya that.
- We'll hold off the police. You get us some transport, Niko.
- We're going across here.
- We're gonna head right, okay? Move it.
- We're heading right, people. Come on.
- We've got a clean line of sight, take 'em down!
- Will ya look left for us, Niko?
- Will you shoot the fucking lock already, Niko?
- Wrong time, wrong place. I'll see you around.
- You ain't invincible, Niko. Get in cover.
- You ain't looking too good, Niko. Hang in there.
- You can get dosed all you like when Niko gets us back.
- You carry these, okay?
- You did it, let's bust out of here.
- You don't wanna stand in our fucking way.
- You gotta get that one, Niko.
- You knew what this job was when you signed up. Don't pretend that you're all holier than thou.
- You lead, Niko. Me and Derrick are gonna follow you to salvation.
- You shouldn't be near here, please move on.
- You think me, me brother and the money are gonna fit in that thing? Get something bigger.
- You're guarding the rear, Niko.
- You're right. Let's cut around the back. Follow my lead.
- You've been beat up good, Niko. Pull through, okay?
Three's a Crowd
- Boring, stop talking about that. Talk about what it's like to be here.
- Hey, I'd like it if you called me. You must get bored hanging out with your cousin and that asshole boss of his.
- How come all the TV shows about Liberty City are either about rampant sex or mindless violence
- I do not think I will have trouble with that.
- I've been told that immigrants have a real problem being targeted by criminal gangs.
- Mallorie! So, Niko, you haven't seen any crime since you've been here, have you?
- or people being extremely rich? There's so much more to life here than that.
- Show Niko what Liberty City is all about then. Not so much the violence but maybe a bit of the...
- Vlad isn't so bad.
- Where I am from, it is difficult to avoid. The same is true here it seems.
- You're not into that whole gangster thing, are you, Niko?
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.
Tunnel of Death
Patrick: A damn fucking road block. This is gonna hurt.
Niko: A lot of people need a fresh start. I hope you make the most of yours.
Niko: Aiden is gone.
Patrick: Alright, Niko. Now that we lost 'em we gotta go out to the cliffs in Leftwood.
Niko: Are you dosed?
Niko: But it ain't like I'm going to put a weapon in his hand so I can pop him, is it? You do what you got to do.
Aiden: But you came, I do have friends. I do.
Aiden: Christ, someone knows. Someone cares about old Aiden O'Malley. I knew someone had to care.
Niko: Derrick, Packie is going to help me on this job. He's going to help me get Aiden O'Malley.
Niko: Disappear, prisoner. Your old life is over. It's time to start a new one.
Aiden: Don't think about it, man, he was a rat. I don't believe a word he said about Derrick. He's fish food.
Aiden: For the grace of God, all but for the grace of God I coulda died in there.
Aiden: Fuck me. Aiden O'Malley sprung from the joint. Wait until this gets around the yard.
Aiden: Fuck, the sea air. To inhale the sea air.
LCPD: Get away from the vehicle.
Patrick: Gimme a call sometime.
Niko: Good, because I couldn't catch the prison van.
Derrick: Good, good. Make him pay, Niko. Make him pay for the shit he's been talking.
LCPD: Hold tight, back up is on it's way.
Patrick: How does a decent criminal stand a chance of losing the cops when they send choppers after him?
Derrick: I can deal with anything.
Niko: I do not like to kill unarmed men.
Aiden: I don't think I coulda spent another night in the joint.
Niko: I hope you can deal with Aiden still being out there.
Aiden: I nearly gave up hoping. I nearly lost faith.
Aiden: I tell you, you go into them showers clean and you come out dirty. You catch my drift, son?
Aiden: I thank ya, boys. I thank ya with all me heart.
Aiden: I woulda done anything to get out.
Aiden: I'd been praying to be rescued since the first day they incarcerated me in that God forsaken place.
Derrick: I'm cool.
Patrick: Is that why you were in the cop shop? Trying to find another way out of the penal system?
Patrick: It's a surprise. Wait until we get to the cliffs. You'll find out then.
Aiden: It's about bloody time. I been in there doing a stretch I didn't deserve for too long.
Aiden: Just to be outta these clothes, to be able to get up when I want to get up and walk where I want to walk.
Patrick: Later on man, call me.
Aiden: Let alone eaten another prison meal or taken another fucking shower.
Patrick: Lose 'em before I lose my fucking mind, okay?
Niko: Lose the cops. I'll try to lose the fucking cops.
Patrick: Name Derrick McReary ring any bells? He's my brother.
Patrick: Niko, send him packing.
Aiden: not that stale shit they pump through the correctional facility air condition units.
Aiden: Now this is a piece of luck. Things are looking up. Looking up alright.
Aiden: Oh Jesus. You've come.
Niko: Okay, Derrick. I'll call you again when it's done.
Aiden: Or doing a kind turn for someone who's helped you out in the past. That's what this is about, isn't it?
Niko: Release the handbreak, Packie. We need to get rid of the van as well.
Patrick: Shit, the cops have got choppers in the sky. That's fucking cheating.
Patrick: Shit, they're sending fucking choppers after us.
Aiden: Shit. The Aryan Brotherhood are going to be pissed, that's for damn sure. Sprung.
Patrick: So you thought you'd rat him out? This is the last sunset you've ever going to see. Enjoy it...
Patrick: Someone who feels you should get what you deserve.
Patrick: Sure, it's about payback.
Aiden: Thank Christ, the Virgin and every damn saint who ever walked on God's green Earth for you guys.
Aiden: That wasn't about getting out, that was pay back.
Aiden: That's what I want, sea air. Thank you, boys. Thank you.
Aiden: The way I got treated in there by the warden, the screws, by every fucking inmate in the joint.
Aiden: The whiskey, the women, every fucking thing a free man takes for granted.
Patrick: They've blocked the road. Hold on.
Aiden: This is a fucking miracle. Shit, I'm free. I've imagined this day for years.
LCPD: This is our prisoner, you will not take him.
Patrick: Trust the LCP-fucking-D to block the damn road.
Patrick: We better split up so the cops don't make us for what went down in the tunnel.
LCPD: We will not lose a prisoner on my watch.
Patrick: Well, Derrick's going to be relieved. Thanks for doing that, Niko.
Patrick: Well, hurry up and do it already.
Aiden: Who fucking knows? Today is the first day of the rest of my life.
Aiden: Who is it then, who do I got to thank?
Aiden: Who knows where I'm heading but it ain't Alderney. Maybe I'll go west. Follow the setting sun.
Aiden: You boys have got to know about giving it back to someone as good as they gave it to you.
Aiden: You boys, you boys... who sent you?
Uncle Vlad
- Get to the car, Roman.
- Great, we go now. Vlad and Mallorie can have happy life together.
- He crashes his car, this is revenge enough, no?
- I brought the car round, cousin.
- Look, Vlad has crashed his car and gone. Surely that is enough...
- We are going to catch Vlad, Roman.
- We're both going after him, Roman.
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
- It makes me stick to me damn stomach. See you, Niko.
- A whole lot to learn. I only wish I had the time to teach you.
- Ahh, fuck. It's a massacre. This ain't gonna be easy to explain.
- All that money floating in the Humboldt River.
- Alright, we're heading over to the docks in Dukes. Make it happen.
- Be cool man!
- Both of me boys is gone. I got to re-evaluate this shit.
- Christ, Niko. What the fuck?
- Come on, Niko, use your head. There are four of us.
- Don't worry about Gordo and Mikey, they ain't gonna have no troubles. You'll get your share.
- Fuck, Packie's down. I ain't hanging around.
- Gordo's down. This ain't good. I'm outta here.
- I am not so familiar with these English phrases, but isn't that meant to mean something was easy?
- I don't care so much about us, as long as the money makes it home safe.
- I like your attitude, Niko. I think we're gonna keep getting on real well.
- If you think I'm letting one of these reprobates sit on my knee, you're crazy.
- I'm goin' up to get the cash. Cover me, Niko.
- It'd be my fucking pleasure. See you at your ma's.
- I've got it boys. Prettiest thing I seen in all me days. I'll tell you that.
- Michael, Gordo watch our backs. Make sure none of these wops tries to come up behind us.
- Michael, Gordon tries anything you fucking shoot him. Understand?
- Michael's out. Does anyone know where he keeps his cash? Fuck it, I'm gone.
- Mikey, maybe you and me should take this cash down to Vice City. Have some fun.
- Nicely done, me boy. Nicely done. Like taking candy from a baby.
- Niko... Jesus.
- Okay, if you say you are right, you are right.
- See you soon, Niko.
- Shit, the boys is dead. I ain't hanging around. Later, Niko.
- Shit, you've sunk it. Looks like we're swimming to Dukes.
- Sure thing, Packie.
- That's got to be the office up there. I can smell the fucking money.
- Watch out!
- We made it, Niko. Who'd a thought we'd fucking survive that?
- What are you doing?
- What do ya fucking call this? Get us a car we can all fit in.
- What the hell have you done? I thought you were a damn sailor?
- When taking candy from babies you are not meant to have to kill a load of their employees.
- Why are we always waitin' for you?
- Why'd you have to go and sink it? Now we're swimming to Dukes.
- You guys take the money and meet me back at Ma's. Me and Niko are taking a swim.
- You have a lot to learn about the English language, my friend.
- You're trusting us with the money?
Weekend at Florian's
- Ahhhh. Just go straight here.
- All that has changed is that I am hunting one man instead of two...
- Alright, fine.
- Alright, this isn't the normal route I take but keep going.
- Can't say I'm entirely sure about this, head on though.
- Chill, cousin. If you go so fast we aren't going to find it.
- Come on, NB. We won't ever find Florian unless you follow these directions.
- Come on, Niko.
- Cousin, I know you want to find him soon, but you must go slowly to do it.
- Cousin, Talbot is dead. We needed him to take us to Florian.
- Follow his direction or we will never get there, cousin.
- Get back here, Cousin.
- Get in the car. You're showing us where Florian lives.
- Get out of here. I don't want to see you at any more tournaments either.
- Get out of there, NB/
- He got away from us, NB. We're not going to be able to find Florian now.
- Here we are, this is Bernie's place. Can I go?
- How're we going to kidnap someone with that car? Get something bigger.
- I think I can get us there if we keep going.
- I think we're close.
- I will be calm when we find Florian. See you, cousin.
- I'm not having Talbot sit on my knee. Get a bigger car.
- I'm pretty sure we're close now.
- Maybe if you, ummm, took a left here.
- Niko, be calm. We will find Florian soon.
- Niko, get out of the car.
- Niko, you didn't need to kill him. He brought us here.
- Now that I know it was Darko, he is all I will be able to think about.
- Okay, I don't recognize this but keep going.
- Okay, we're getting closer.
- Put some pace on it, Niko.
- Ray, I ain't gonna find the guy I'm after.
- Relax? This is not possible, Roman.
- Shit NB, are you cranked on speed? We have to go slow to find the address.
- Shit, I would've chased him if I'd known you were so slow.
- Shit, NB. I haven't got time to sit here while you fuck about.
- Shit. Fucking cocksucker.
- Shit. Motherfucking shit.
- Slow, slowly, catch monkey, NB. We won't find him if you are racing.
- So, it was Darko Brevic who betrayed you. Now you know. You should relax.
- Speed up, NB, he's getting away.
- Start again like he did.
- Stay on this street.
- Stop fucking about and get to this place, cousin.
- Talbot, if you screw me around you are a dead man.
- There is no starting again. Darko Brevic may not be here in Liberty City, but he's still out there.
- Ummm, I might be lost but keep going and I'll see if I can get there.
- Ummm. I really don't recognize this. I can't help you from here I'm afraid.
- We aren't going to find this palce if you keep messing around.
- We must go slowly to find this place, NB.
- We're nearly there guys.
- We're pretty near now.
- What has Bernie gotten me into?
- What you playing at, NB?
- When I find Florian... when I find him...
- Where am I going?
- Where's Roman? What's happening?
- Why have you left Roman behind, are you going to kill me?
- Why isn't Roman with us? What's going on?
- 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.