...I'll Take Her/Script

Pre mission phone call

Niko Bellic: How's my favorite girl?

Packie McReary: We need a picture of Grace, her pa thinks she's hold up with some guy. He don't believe we got her. Will you do it? Ma's still upset.

Niko: So, I'm a portrait photographer now? Okay I'll send you it on my phone.

Script

(Niko arrives at kidnap location)

Gordon Sargent: Where you been? I've been jonesing for some fries for about five hours.

Niko: Sorry, your shift ain't over, Gordo. I'm just here for some holiday pics.

(Niko approaches Gracie and slaps her to get her attention)

Niko: Hey, you been missing me? Look up here.

or:

Niko: Come on Gracie, I want you looking pretty for the photo.

Niko: Don't cause me no more trouble, look up here.

(Niko points camera at Gracie)

Niko: Smile for your daddy Grace.

Gracie: Fuck you.

Gracie: Can anybody hear me out there!

Gordon: See ya later man.

or:

'Gordon: Enjoy your freedom.

Gordon: Have fun out there.

(If Niko goes back into the room)

Gordon: There something you missed?

Gordon: What are you doing back?

Gordon: You forget something?

(If Niko lingers)

Gordon: From your sticking around here, I reckon you might have a soft spot for old Gracie.

Gordon: Why don't you make yourself useful and go get me some fries?

Gordon: Shit, Niko. If you're gonna hang around, why don't you look after the bitch?

Gordon: This is nice, Niko. You planning on hanging out here long?

Gordon: Niko, some fries would really hit the spot right now.

(Niko leaves the apartment and calls Patrick)

Patrick: Nice one, Niko. Old Man Ancelotti won't believe his girl's hold up with a guy no more.

Niko: Not unless that guy's into some sick shit. Later on, Packie.

Failing the mission

Gordon dies

Niko: I need to control myself. Gordon's dead.

Patrick: Jesus, Niko. What's wrong with you? You need to get some counseling or something because you're out of control. I'll talk to you later.

Gracie dies

Niko: Shit, man. I saw her and I got the rage. I killed Grace.

Patrick: You dumb chump. She was my meal ticket. Gerry ain't gonna be happy with ya. You're lucky he's in prison.