Hating the Haters/Script
Niko: Florian, open the door. Don't be a fag.
Bernie: Speak English. And I told you, it's Bernie.
Niko: Then Bernie, open the door. What's going on?
Bernie: Come in, come in. The haters are trying to kill me... I can't stand it. I won't stand it... it's not fair. I'm just being me!
Niko: Bernie! What are you talking about?
Bernie: I came to this country to be myself... to get away from small minded, angry macho pricks...
Niko: Oh, like me?
Bernie: Yes! Well, no. Well you know what I mean. It was hardly the most progressive place. How does my hair look?
Bernie: I put a rinse in. Tawdry Night.
Bernie: Bryce found some gray hairs. If he leaves me, I'll kill myself.
Niko: Forget about your hair, Florian.
Niko : I mean Bernie. What's the problem?
Bernie: Someone is threatening to kill me. Every time I go out jogging, and doing aerobics or playing ultimate disc, some guy comes up and threatens me. He's loco!
Niko: Why is he threatening you?
Bernie: Because... I think just because I'm fabulous.
Bernie: I keep thinking I'm being followed, and I don't know why. I'm a prisoner in my own home.
Niko: Okay, Bernie, let's go out and have a look.
Bernie: Ooo! I am so glad you've come back into my life.
Niko: That's cool. But listen... you and I don't know each other.
Bernie: How can you say that? I thought you were different!
Niko: Because we want this guy to attack you. Come on.