Home Invasion

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Mission
Home Invasion
Carl Johnson and Ryder discussing their plans to rob Colonel Fuhrberger of his ammunition
Carl Johnson and Ryder discussing their plans to rob Colonel Fuhrberger of his ammunition

Carl Johnson and Ryder discussing their plans to rob Colonel Fuhrberger of his ammunition
Game GTA San Andreas
For Ryder
Location Ganton/East Beach
Reward Respect
Unlocks Catalyst
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Home Invasion is the first mission received from Ryder in Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas. This mission appears after Drive-By and introduces the Robbing side-mission.

Mission

The mission begins with Ryder asking Carl to help him get some gun crates from a war veteran. The mission takes place in the night time in order to get his weapons without waking the veteran (Colonel Fuhrberger) up.

Ryder and Carl arrive in the house where Carl has sneaks into the house to get the weapons. After getting three crates, the two go to a lock-up so they load the truck. In this mission Carl must remain silent once inside the house and if he makes too much noise the veteran thinks he is having a nightmare. If this happens twice he'll wake up and call the police.


Script

(Ryder's backyard. Ryder digging in his backyard.)

Ryder: Damn! Where the fuck...?

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Man, what you doing? Digging graves?

Ryder: Damn, where the fuck i put it man?

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Put what nigga?

Ryder: Man, the fucking water! I need a little something before i deal with things!

Carl "CJ" Johnson: What things fool?

Ryder: My homie, LB - he told me about this army motherfucker who's got all the guns we need. Not that old school Emmet bullshit either!

Carl "CJ" Johnson: I'm down. Let's roll.

Ryder: Yeah, you always down, homie. Apart from when you ain't around here.

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Nigga, fuck you.

Ryder: Damn! Man, you want some of this?

Carl "CJ" Johnson: No, man - I'm cool on that. Where we going?

Ryder This till overlooking East Beach. Better yet, we wait until it's dark. Catch the motherfucker while he in bed.

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Yeah, i'm feeling that.

Ryder: Yeah, yeah, that's it, that's it... C'mon nigga, what you waiting for? Look!

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Let it go!

(On night. Ryder and CJ with Boxville truck)

Ryder: Get in fool!

(CJ and Ryder drive to East Beach)

Ryder: Where is this old motherfucker? Where in hell is he?

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Relax, man. We ain't there yet.

Ryder: Yeah, right, Carl. You always right. That's my homie. Mr. Right.

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Shut up.

Ryder: You can't stop me.

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Who can't?

Ryder: Whatever.

(Colonel Fuhberger's, East Beach. Ryder and CJ)

Ryder: Let's storm the place.

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Hold up. Let's creep in, grab the guns, then bounce out.

Ryder: Yeah, yeah i got it - ninja style! Right... COME OUT YOU OLD BASTARD!

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Shut up!

Ryder: He can't stop me, you buster, Carl! OK, fool, in you go - i'll keep watch.

(CJ enter the house. He sneak and get the first gun. He take the gun to the truck)

Ryder: Keep it coming, CJ!

(When CJ bring the second gun)

Ryder: What i tell y'all? We making a killing!

(When CJ bring the third gun)

Ryder: You a natural house-breaker, homie!

(If CJ bring another gun)

Ryder: There's plenty more in there, homie.

(If CJ bring another gun)

Ryder: Take him for everything you get!

(If CJ make a noise)

Colonel Fuhrberger: Get off my ridge, you Viet Cong bastards!

If CJ make noise again)

Colonel Fuhrburger: Thieving coming bastards!

(When CJ enter the truck after take the guns)

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Let's get up out of here!

(If CJ got enough guns and Colonel Fuhrburger is woke up)

Ryder: That pussy called the cops, I'm gonne smoke 'em.

Carl 'CJ' Johnson: Let's just get this stuff outta here. You dumb bastard shermhead.

(CJ and Ryder go to the lockup.)

Ryder: A'ight, now we straight. LB's got a storage down on Seville Boulevard Famillies' turf we can use.

Carl "CJ" Johnson: I'm on it! Seriously, Ryder-man, you gotta give up them stick.

Ryder: What? I'll give up the water if you give up being a busta.

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Hold it right there, homie

Ryder: Buster!

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Forget it.

Ryder: Forget you, fool!

Carl "CJ" Johnson: One day, you're gonna wish you hadn't piss me off!

Ryder: Did i hear something? Sounds like the busta complaining again!

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Man, this is childlish.

Ryder: Man, i ain't talking you to no more fool.

(CJ and Ryder arrive at the garage)

Ryder: You see I told you, simple

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Yeah that was a real breeze

Ryder: Say CJ, you gotta get it in your head that this is everyday shit homie.

(The player is told they can perform bulgaries at night)

Carl "CJ" Johnson: Ok look, I'm tired I'll see you later

Ryder: A'ight holmes, just think about what I said

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