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(Carl's Garage, Carl "CJ" Johnson and Cesar Vialpando.)
The following is a '''script''' of the [[Ice Cold Killa]] mission in [[Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas]].


(''Carl runs violently into his garage, then he pops the hood of his car and starts looking through the engine''.)
==Script==
'''[[Carl Johnson]]''': Damn, where'd I put it? Where the hell did I put it? Shit!


'''Carl:''' Damn, where'd I put it! Where the hell did I put it? Shit!
(''[[Cesar Vialpando|Cesar]] arrives, carting a tool trolley''.)


(''Cesar arrives, carting a tool trolley''.)
'''Cesar Vialpando''': Hey holmes, you OK?


'''Cesar:''' Hey holmes, you OK?
'''Carl Johnson''': Yeah. [[Wu Zi Mu|Woozie]] left a message, say I gotta go get [[Jizzy B.|Jizzy's]] phone after he made the call. Then I can ambush the meet and take down those [[Ballas|Balla]] pushers from [[Los Santos in GTA III Era|Los Santos]].


'''Carl:''' Yeah. Woozie left a message, say I gotta go get Jizzy's phone after he made the call. Then I can ambush the meet and take down those Balla pushers from Los Santos.
'''Cesar Vialpando''': Hey homie, you want me to roll with you?


'''Cesar:''' Hey homie, you want me to roll with you?
'''Carl Johnson''': No, this a one-man job. I gotta stay real low key. I was thinking about welding some shit together, and making me a silencer!


'''Carl:''' No, this a one-man job. I gotta stay real low key. I was thinking about welding some shit together, and making me a silencer!
'''Cesar Vialpando''': You're fucking crazy, holmes! You gotta get out of this ghetto mentality!


'''Cesar:''' You're fucking crazy, holmes! You gotta get out of this ghetto mentality!
'''Carl Johnson''': So what you thinking?


'''Carl:''' So what you thinking?
'''Cesar Vialpando''': Let me show you. Check this out, holmes.


'''Cesar:''' Let me show you. Check this out, holmes.
(''Cesar reaches into the tool trolley and pulls out a [[Silenced 9mm|pistol equiped with a silencer]]''.)


(''Cesar reaches into the tool trolley and pulls out a gun equiped with a silencer''.)
'''Cesar Vialpando''': Here, take mine.


'''Cesar:''' Here, take mine.
'''Carl Johnson''': Where'd you get that?


'''Carl:''' Where'd you get that?
'''Cesar Vialpando''': Same place I buy my pants, holmes. This is [[United States of America|America]].


'''Cesar:''' Same place I buy my pants, holmes. This is America.
(''Carl heads down to the [[Jizzy's Pleasure Domes|Pleasure Domes]] in [[Battery Point]] and meets with Jizzy''.)


('''Carl heads down to the Pleasure Domes and meets with Jizzy'''.)
'''Jizzy B.''': Gimme some room. Gimme some room bitch! It's that time of the week again...your provider is about to make that special call. If I think for a moment that one of you hos is hustling me...
 
(Pleasure Domes, Carl, Jizzy B and Jizz's Bitch.)
 
'''Jizzy:''' Gimme some room. Gimme some room bitch! It's that time of the week again...your provider is about to make that special call. If I think for a moment that one of you hos is hustling me...


(''Jizzy makes the execution sign''.)
(''Jizzy makes the execution sign''.)


'''Jizzy's Bitch:''' You better make a bigger cut this week Jizz. We're running low, honey!
'''[[Bettina]]''': You better make a bigger cut this week Jizz. We're running low, honey!


'''Jizzy:''' Shut up bitch, I'm handling business!  
'''Jizzy B.''': Shut up bitch, I'm handling business!


'''Jizzy's Bitch:''' Don't you even raise your voice at me, asshole!
'''Bettina''': Don't you even raise your voice at me, asshole!


'''Jizzy:''' Now shut up, bitch! Your funky ass...  
'''Jizzy B.''': Now shut up, bitch! Your funky ass...


'''Jizzy's Bitch:''' What a dick!
'''Bettina''': What a dick!


(''Jizzy's Bitch leaves and Carl arrives''.)
(''Bettina leaves and Carl arrives''.)


'''Carl:''' Hey Jizzy, I need to holler at you.
'''Carl Johnson''': Hey Jizzy, I need to holler at you.


'''Jizzy:''' Well talk, then, friend. I mean, that's we'll ever do. A kind word here, a wise saying there. Shit, I'm a walking book of proverbs.  
'''Jizzy B.''': Well talk, then, friend. I mean, that's we'll ever do. A kind word here, a wise saying there. Shit, I'm a walking book of proverbs.


(''Carl pulls his gun on Jizzy''.)  
(''Carl pulls his gun on Jizzy''.)


'''Carl:''' No, you fucked up, man!
'''Carl Johnson''': No, you fucked up, man!


'''Jizzy:''' C...C'mon, man. Hey, I get it wrong, you know? I'm Imperfect. You know, like...hey. Not a kind man. Not a wise man, you know. Not a smart man, but. Dear Lord, I tried!
'''Jizzy B.''': C...C'mon, man. Hey, I get it wrong, you know? I'm imperfect. You know, like...hey. Not a kind man. Not a wise man, you know. Not a smart man, but. Dear Lord, I tried!


'''Carl:''' No, you fucked up when you trusted me, playa.
'''Carl Johnson''': No, you fucked up when you trusted me, playa.


'''Jizzy:''' C'mon, baby...I...I...But...But...
'''Jizzy B.''': C'mon, baby...I...I...But...But...


'''Carl:''' You ass-selling, yay pushing, piece of shit trash!
'''Carl Johnson''': You ass-selling, yay pushing, piece of shit trash!


(''Carl tosses Jizzy onto a couch and prepares to shoot him''.)
(''Carl tosses Jizzy onto a couch and prepares to shoot him''.)


'''Jizzy:''' Oh, lord! Watchoo all waiting on, huh? Somebody cap this nigga, man!
'''Jizzy B.''': Oh, lord! Watchoo all waiting on, huh? Somebody cap this nigga, man!
 
(''Jizzy escapes and sets his guards on Carl, but Carl kills the guards, then goes after Jizzy, kills him and takes his phone, then Carl calls Cesar Vialpando''.)


(Phone Conversation, Carl and Cesar Vialpando.)
(''Jizzy escapes and sets his guards on Carl, but Carl kills the guards, then goes after Jizzy, kills him and takes his phone, then Carl calls Cesar ''.)


'''Carl:''' Eh, Cesar.
'''Carl Johnson''': Eh, Cesar.


'''Cesar:''' Hey, dude, wassup?
'''Cesar Vialpando''': Hey, dude, wassup?


'''Carl:''' I need you to meet me at Pier 69. We're gonna take down the Loco Syndicate.  
'''Carl Johnson''': I need you to meet me at [[Pier 69]]. We're gonna take down the [[Loco Syndicate]].


'''Cesar:''' OK holmes. You gonna need some backup?
'''Cesar Vialpando''': OK holmes. You gonna need some backup?


'''Carl:''' No, man. I got it covered.  
'''Carl Johnson''': No, man. I got it covered.


(''Carl hangs up''.)
(''Carl hangs up''.)


[[Category:Missions in GTA San Andreas]]
[[Category:Scripts in GTA San Andreas]]

Latest revision as of 14:01, 16 April 2015

The following is a script of the Ice Cold Killa mission in Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas.

Script

Carl Johnson: Damn, where'd I put it? Where the hell did I put it? Shit!

(Cesar arrives, carting a tool trolley.)

Cesar Vialpando: Hey holmes, you OK?

Carl Johnson: Yeah. Woozie left a message, say I gotta go get Jizzy's phone after he made the call. Then I can ambush the meet and take down those Balla pushers from Los Santos.

Cesar Vialpando: Hey homie, you want me to roll with you?

Carl Johnson: No, this a one-man job. I gotta stay real low key. I was thinking about welding some shit together, and making me a silencer!

Cesar Vialpando: You're fucking crazy, holmes! You gotta get out of this ghetto mentality!

Carl Johnson: So what you thinking?

Cesar Vialpando: Let me show you. Check this out, holmes.

(Cesar reaches into the tool trolley and pulls out a pistol equiped with a silencer.)

Cesar Vialpando: Here, take mine.

Carl Johnson: Where'd you get that?

Cesar Vialpando: Same place I buy my pants, holmes. This is America.

(Carl heads down to the Pleasure Domes in Battery Point and meets with Jizzy.)

Jizzy B.: Gimme some room. Gimme some room bitch! It's that time of the week again...your provider is about to make that special call. If I think for a moment that one of you hos is hustling me...

(Jizzy makes the execution sign.)

Bettina: You better make a bigger cut this week Jizz. We're running low, honey!

Jizzy B.: Shut up bitch, I'm handling business!

Bettina: Don't you even raise your voice at me, asshole!

Jizzy B.: Now shut up, bitch! Your funky ass...

Bettina: What a dick!

(Bettina leaves and Carl arrives.)

Carl Johnson: Hey Jizzy, I need to holler at you.

Jizzy B.: Well talk, then, friend. I mean, that's we'll ever do. A kind word here, a wise saying there. Shit, I'm a walking book of proverbs.

(Carl pulls his gun on Jizzy.)

Carl Johnson: No, you fucked up, man!

Jizzy B.: C...C'mon, man. Hey, I get it wrong, you know? I'm imperfect. You know, like...hey. Not a kind man. Not a wise man, you know. Not a smart man, but. Dear Lord, I tried!

Carl Johnson: No, you fucked up when you trusted me, playa.

Jizzy B.: C'mon, baby...I...I...But...But...

Carl Johnson: You ass-selling, yay pushing, piece of shit trash!

(Carl tosses Jizzy onto a couch and prepares to shoot him.)

Jizzy B.: Oh, lord! Watchoo all waiting on, huh? Somebody cap this nigga, man!

(Jizzy escapes and sets his guards on Carl, but Carl kills the guards, then goes after Jizzy, kills him and takes his phone, then Carl calls Cesar .)

Carl Johnson: Eh, Cesar.

Cesar Vialpando: Hey, dude, wassup?

Carl Johnson: I need you to meet me at Pier 69. We're gonna take down the Loco Syndicate.

Cesar Vialpando: OK holmes. You gonna need some backup?

Carl Johnson: No, man. I got it covered.

(Carl hangs up.)