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'''Jim''': This is where he said he'd be. | '''Jim''': This is where he said he'd be. | ||
or: | |||
'''Jim''': He should be around here somewhere. | |||
'''Jim''': Keep an eye out for the little prick. | |||
'''Brian''': Here comes Tweedle Dum and Tweedle fucking Dumber. Billy was always good to you and you ratted him out. | '''Brian''': Here comes Tweedle Dum and Tweedle fucking Dumber. Billy was always good to you and you ratted him out. | ||
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''(Brian's faction of the Lost attacks Johnny, Jim, Terry and Clay)'' | ''(Brian's faction of the Lost attacks Johnny, Jim, Terry and Clay)'' | ||
''' | '''Jim''': Get these traitorous bastards. | ||
or: | |||
'''Jim''': Let's take these assholes out, John boy. | |||
'''Jim''': Fucking Brian. Get these guys, Johnny. | |||
'''Lost''': Yeah. Yeah. | '''Lost''': Yeah. Yeah. | ||
'''Lost''': Yee haw! | |||
'''Lost''': Let's do this you Judas Assholes! | '''Lost''': Let's do this you Judas Assholes! | ||
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'''Lost''': So long, assholes. | '''Lost''': So long, assholes. | ||
'''Lost''': You're out, brothers. | |||
'''Lost''': Come on. Come on. | '''Lost''': Come on. Come on. | ||
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'''Lost''': We never wanted you in the first place. | '''Lost''': We never wanted you in the first place. | ||
'''Lost''': Whoop! Whoop! | |||
'''Jim''': This shit is fucked up. | '''Jim''': This shit is fucked up. | ||
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'''Johnny''': You're out of the club, assholes. | '''Johnny''': You're out of the club, assholes. | ||
''( | ''(If Johnny isn't in cover)'' | ||
'''Jim''': You trying to get killed? Find some cover, Johnny. | |||
'''Jim''': Get behind cover, Johnny! | |||
'''Jim''': | '''Jim''': You're going to need to find some cover, Johnny. | ||
'''Jim''': | '''Jim''': What are you doing? Get in cover! | ||
''' | ''(Jim spots explosive barrels)'' | ||
'''Jim''': Blow up the oil drums. | '''Jim''': Blow up the oil drums. | ||
'''Jim''': Shoot the barrels. Send The Lost MC to Hell. | |||
'''Jim''': Those barrels explode good, Johnny. | |||
'''Jim''': Explode those suckers, Johnny boy. The barrels. | |||
'''Jim''': Shoot the drums. The drums. | |||
''(If an oil drum is shot)'' | ''(If an oil drum is shot)'' | ||
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'''Jim''': Lost MC goin' up in flames, so sad. | '''Jim''': Lost MC goin' up in flames, so sad. | ||
'''Jim''': | '''Jim''': Ain't the flames pretty? | ||
'''Jim''': Jesus, man. | |||
'''Jim''': It's getting hot. | |||
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'''Jim''': I always thought Brian was a double crossing little shit. | |||
'''Johnny''': Interesting because I thought he was actually an ass kissing double crossing little shit. | |||
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'''Johnny''': Clubhouse ain't exactly gonna be crowded after this. | |||
'''Jim''': Crowded with R.I.P. plaques maybe. | |||
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'''Jim''': Where'd Brian go? | |||
'''Johnny''': He sneaked away as soon as the fighting kicked off. Usual pussy move for that prick. | |||
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'''Jim''': Feels so fucking wrong to take out brothers. | |||
'''Johnny''': Don't I know it, man. But what choice do we got? It's them or us! | |||
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''(Reinforcements show up in a van)'' | |||
'''Jim''': Looks like Brian's got more buddies in this van. | |||
or: | |||
'''Jim''': Dammit, Brian's brought in some fucking ringers. | |||
'''Jim''': | '''Jim''': Shit, Brian's got some more fools coming in the van. | ||
''(Another van of reinforcements show up)'' | ''(Another van of reinforcements show up)'' | ||
'''Jim''': Eyes open, Johnny. There's another van of 'em on it's way. | '''Jim''': Eyes open, Johnny. There's another van of 'em on it's way. | ||
or: | |||
'''Jim''': Another van coming. | |||
'''Jim''': We got another van full of these pricks coming, man. | |||
''(Reinforcements show up on bikes)'' | ''(Reinforcements show up on bikes)'' | ||
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'''Jim''': Cavalry incoming, man. | '''Jim''': Cavalry incoming, man. | ||
or: | |||
'''Jim''': | '''Jim''': Man, I had no idea Brian was this popular. Who the fuck are these punks? | ||
'''Jim''': | '''Jim''': Assholes on bikes, watch it John. | ||
''(More reinforcements arrive)'' | ''(More reinforcements arrive)'' | ||
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'''Jim''': More assholes, look out. | '''Jim''': More assholes, look out. | ||
''' | or: | ||
'''Jim''': Watch the van. | |||
''(More reinforcements on foot arrive)'' | ''(More reinforcements on foot arrive)'' | ||
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'''Jim''': Look out! Check that wall, Johnny. | '''Jim''': Look out! Check that wall, Johnny. | ||
'''Jim''': | or: | ||
'''Jim''': Watch the perimeter, man. They're coming over the wall. | |||
''' | '''Jim''': They're coming over the wall, man. | ||
''(Brian's faction is killed and more show up on bikes but leave)'' | ''(Brian's faction is killed and more show up on bikes but leave)'' | ||
'''Jim''': Johnny boy, get your bike. These fools are trying to get away. | '''Jim''': Johnny boy, get your bike. These fools are trying to get away. | ||
or: | |||
'''Jim''': Come on, man. We can't let these pricks get away. | |||
'''Jim''': These guys start a fight, they gotta finish it. Let's chase 'em down. | |||
''(Johnny and Jim begin to chase the bikers)'' | ''(Johnny and Jim begin to chase the bikers)'' | ||
'''Jim''': Pour on the coals, Johnny. Come on. | '''Jim''': Pour on the coals, Johnny. Come on. | ||
'''Jim''': Pin it, man. We can't lose 'em. | |||
'''Jim''': Twist the wick, my brother. These guys aren't getting away. | |||
'''Jim''': Faster, Johnny. | |||
'''Jim''': Hit the throttle, man. We gotta catch them. | |||
''(Johnny kills the bikers)'' | ''(Johnny kills the bikers)'' | ||
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'''Johnny''': That taste nice, asshole? | '''Johnny''': That taste nice, asshole? | ||
''(Johnny kills the bikers and returns to Jim)'' | |||
'''Jim''': Looks like we're about all that's left of the Alderney chapter, man. | |||
'''Johnny''': We don't need numbers, man. We need brothers. And that's what we got left. You, me, Angus, Terry, Clay - brothers. | |||
'''Jim''': You're right about that. | |||
'''Johnny''': Shit, I wish we'd pinned down Brian. That little weasel. | |||
'''Jim''': He'll turn up soon enough. | |||
'''Johnny''': Yeah. Maybe. See you soon, brother. | |||
==Alternate dialogue== | |||
'''Jim''': I got another one of those calls from the cops or the feds or whoever. | |||
'''Johnny''': What'd you say to 'em? | |||
'''Jim''': I told them to go fuck themselves. I may be an asshole but I won't talk about my brothers. That much I do know. | |||
'''Jim''': When this shit calms down, you should come round and see the kid. | |||
'''Johnny''': Yeah, I'd like that. | |||
'''Jim''': Jackie cooks a mean pot roast, man. I live for that shit. | |||
==Failing the mission== | ==Failing the mission== |
Latest revision as of 05:50, 22 August 2014
The following is a script of the mission End of Chapter in The Lost and Damned.
Script
Jim: Hey, here comes the big man.
Johnny: Gentlemen.
Jim: What's happening Johnny?
Johnny: Hey, what's the plan?
Jim: We spoke to that fat fuck Brian. He wants to sit down, call a truce.
Johnny: Brian wants a truce? Fuck that, let's go get him.
Jim: That's what I'd thought you'd say.
Dialogue
(Johnny, Jim, Terry and Clay head towards the docks)
Jim: Looking forward to seeing Brian?
Johnny: Maybe you should do the talking, man. I don't know if I can trust myself.
Jim: Hey man, last thing I want is to talk to that sniveling little shit bag.
Johnny: These are tough times. How's Jackie feel about what's going down?
Jim: She just doesn't want to see the kid grow up without a father.
Johnny: None of us do, James. Don't worry about that.
(The four arrive at the docks)
Jim: This is where he said he'd be.
or:
Jim: He should be around here somewhere.
Jim: Keep an eye out for the little prick.
Brian: Here comes Tweedle Dum and Tweedle fucking Dumber. Billy was always good to you and you ratted him out.
Johnny: Billy is a one way S.O.B. And he don't give a shit about the brothers.
Brian: No, nuh-uh.
Johnny: You think Billy'd stick his neck out for you? You're dumber than I thought.
Brian: "You're dumber than I thought, you're dumber than I though." I knew you'd say that, just knew you'd say that. You're so predictable, Johnny Little-dick-o-witz.
Jim: What a baby.
Johnny: Yeah, and your babysitter, Billy's on the inside now. So it's bedtime for you motherfucker. Get the fuck out of town.
Brian: Not your call, Jew boy. You're the one taking a nap. Put these assholes in the ground, brothers.
(Brian's faction of the Lost attacks Johnny, Jim, Terry and Clay)
Jim: Get these traitorous bastards.
or:
Jim: Let's take these assholes out, John boy.
Jim: Fucking Brian. Get these guys, Johnny.
Lost: Yeah. Yeah.
Lost: Yee haw!
Lost: Let's do this you Judas Assholes!
Lost: Here we go.
Lost: Whoooo. Yeah.
Lost: So long, assholes.
Lost: You're out, brothers.
Lost: Come on. Come on.
Lost: You're out, brothers.
Lost: We never wanted you in the first place.
Lost: Whoop! Whoop!
Jim: This shit is fucked up.
Jim: We're meant to be your brothers.
Jim: You fucking assholes.
Jim: Let's take these assholes out, John boy.
Jim: You're a dead man, Brian.
Jim: If Billy wasn't inside I'd kill him myself.
Jim: Anyone who's dumb enough to throw in with Brian's getting killed.
Jim: You're gonna pay for this, traitors.
Johnny: Brian, you little fuck, stay here and fight.
Johnny: This is all on you, Brian.
Johnny: Where you running to, Brian?
Johnny: Fucking Brian, you bitch.
Johnny: Part time fucks.
Johnny: You backstabbing fucks.
Johnny: Brothers for life, my ass.
Johnny: You're on the wrong side of this dispute, brothers.
Johnny: The Lost is fucked because of you, Brian.
Johnny: You're out of the club, assholes.
(If Johnny isn't in cover)
Jim: You trying to get killed? Find some cover, Johnny.
Jim: Get behind cover, Johnny!
Jim: You're going to need to find some cover, Johnny.
Jim: What are you doing? Get in cover!
(Jim spots explosive barrels)
Jim: Blow up the oil drums.
Jim: Shoot the barrels. Send The Lost MC to Hell.
Jim: Those barrels explode good, Johnny.
Jim: Explode those suckers, Johnny boy. The barrels.
Jim: Shoot the drums. The drums.
(If an oil drum is shot)
Jim: Lost MC goin' up in flames, so sad.
Jim: Ain't the flames pretty?
Jim: Jesus, man.
Jim: It's getting hot.
Jim: I always thought Brian was a double crossing little shit.
Johnny: Interesting because I thought he was actually an ass kissing double crossing little shit.
Johnny: Clubhouse ain't exactly gonna be crowded after this.
Jim: Crowded with R.I.P. plaques maybe.
Jim: Where'd Brian go?
Johnny: He sneaked away as soon as the fighting kicked off. Usual pussy move for that prick.
Jim: Feels so fucking wrong to take out brothers.
Johnny: Don't I know it, man. But what choice do we got? It's them or us!
(Reinforcements show up in a van)
Jim: Looks like Brian's got more buddies in this van.
or:
Jim: Dammit, Brian's brought in some fucking ringers.
Jim: Shit, Brian's got some more fools coming in the van.
(Another van of reinforcements show up)
Jim: Eyes open, Johnny. There's another van of 'em on it's way.
or:
Jim: Another van coming.
Jim: We got another van full of these pricks coming, man.
(Reinforcements show up on bikes)
Jim: Cavalry incoming, man.
or:
Jim: Man, I had no idea Brian was this popular. Who the fuck are these punks?
Jim: Assholes on bikes, watch it John.
(More reinforcements arrive)
Jim: More assholes, look out.
or:
Jim: Watch the van.
(More reinforcements on foot arrive)
Jim: Look out! Check that wall, Johnny.
or:
Jim: Watch the perimeter, man. They're coming over the wall.
Jim: They're coming over the wall, man.
(Brian's faction is killed and more show up on bikes but leave)
Jim: Johnny boy, get your bike. These fools are trying to get away.
or:
Jim: Come on, man. We can't let these pricks get away.
Jim: These guys start a fight, they gotta finish it. Let's chase 'em down.
(Johnny and Jim begin to chase the bikers)
Jim: Pour on the coals, Johnny. Come on.
Jim: Pin it, man. We can't lose 'em.
Jim: Twist the wick, my brother. These guys aren't getting away.
Jim: Faster, Johnny.
Jim: Hit the throttle, man. We gotta catch them.
(Johnny kills the bikers)
Johnny: Too bad, fucko.
Johnny: So long, you back-stabbing Judas prick.
Johnny: That taste nice, asshole?
(Johnny kills the bikers and returns to Jim)
Jim: Looks like we're about all that's left of the Alderney chapter, man.
Johnny: We don't need numbers, man. We need brothers. And that's what we got left. You, me, Angus, Terry, Clay - brothers.
Jim: You're right about that.
Johnny: Shit, I wish we'd pinned down Brian. That little weasel.
Jim: He'll turn up soon enough.
Johnny: Yeah. Maybe. See you soon, brother.
Alternate dialogue
Jim: I got another one of those calls from the cops or the feds or whoever.
Johnny: What'd you say to 'em?
Jim: I told them to go fuck themselves. I may be an asshole but I won't talk about my brothers. That much I do know.
Jim: When this shit calms down, you should come round and see the kid.
Johnny: Yeah, I'd like that.
Jim: Jackie cooks a mean pot roast, man. I live for that shit.
Failing the mission
Brian's faction escapes
Johnny: Those damn traitorous bastards got away from us, Jim. I'm sorry.
Jim: Don't apologize, Johnny. Brian's the one with something to be sorry for. Another time.