The Master and the Molotov/Script

Niko: Dimitri

Dimitri: Hey. Sit down.

Niko: What's the problem?

Dimitri: What do you think?

Niko: Mikhail. Mr. Faustin.

Dimitri: Uh huh. You're given a choice, kill your best friend, or die... what do you do?

Niko: And there is no way out?

Dimitri: Not now. Not after you killed Petrovic's son.

Niko: You don't have any family. You could run.

Dimitri: Wherever you go, people will find you, if they want to badly enough. And for this they want blood.

Niko: But you and Mikhail, you have so much history.

Dimitri: Sure.

Niko: Well I killed the boy, so they want me too.

Dimitri: No. I told them you were a hired gun. And they said as long as you were the one to kill him, you'd be spared.

Niko: So that's the way it is?

Dimitri: Yes, that's the way it is. He'll be leaving his house in a little while and heading for the club. Do what you have to do. You know, if there is one thing I have learned, it's that we must obey the rules of the game. We can pick the game, Niko Bellic, but we cannot change the rules. See you later.