Prologue (GTA V)/Script
This is the script for the "Prologue" mission in Grand Theft Auto V.
Script
(Brad throws a woman to the floor)
Brad Snider: Get down there!
Michael Townley: Alright, everybody pays attention, no one gets hurt.
Trevor Philips: Aarrgh! Open the door, or they'll get worse than hurt!
(Michael points a gun at a security guard)
Trevor Philips: Hey, hey, ah! Come on!
(The security guard opens the door)
Security Guard: Just don't do any...
Trevor Philips: Ah! Let's go! Shut up! Shut the fuck up!
(Michael moves towards the security guard)
Michael Townley: Hands behind your back.
(Michael searches the security guard)
Security Guard: C'mon mister, we're giving you everything you want.
(An employee goes to trigger the alarm)
Michael Townley: Don't even think about it.
(Michael kicks the security guard in the back)
Female Employee: I'll do it. I'll do it... Oh God.
(Brad heads through a door while Trevor pushes the female employee into an office)
Trevor Philips: Sit tight. I'll handle the plastic.
Michael Townley: Don't blow yourself up!
(Michael aims his gun at the hostages)
Michael Townley: Listen up.
Trevor Philips: In the back! Come on!
(The hostages begin moving into an office)
Male Employee: What's he doing? He's going to kill us in here.
Trevor Philips: Hurry!
Male Employee: Leave us alone.
Second Male Employee: We didn't do shit to you.
(Brad returns and Trevor shuts the office door)
Trevor Philips: All set. Phone it in.
(Michael gets his phone out)
Michael Townley: I'm making the call.
(Michael uses his phone to detonate the explosives blowing the vault open with the trio moving towards the vault)
Brad Snider: Alright! We going to do this, huh?
Trevor Philips: Haha! Show me the money!
Michael Townley: Slow and steady, T. Slow and steady.
(Michael enters the vault collecting the money and is joined by Trevor)
Trevor Philips: There's enough here for us all to enjoy!
Michael Townley: Depends on how you look at it.
(Michael begins to leave the vault as Trevor waits at the vaults door)
Trevor Philips: What's the hold up?
(Michael and Trevor leave the vault)
Trevor Philips: Coming out, B.
(Michael and Trevor leave the vault and Michael is held at gunpoint by a second security guard)
Second Security Guard: Give it up! I got him!
(The second security guard takes Michael's mask off)
Second Security Guard: I saw your face. I'll remember you.
Michael Townley: You forget a thousand things every day. How 'bout you make sure this is one of 'em?
Second Security Guard: I see it in his eyes. He's crazy.
(Trevor shoots the second security guard, killing him)
Michael Townley: Fuck! You didn't have to do that!
Trevor Philips: Let's get going. There'll be time for grieving later.
Michael Townley: Yeah, you got that right.
Trevor Philips: Come on!
(Michael, Trevor and Brad head toward an exit with Michael and Brad taking cover)
Michael Townley: I'm setting the charges. They're on a timer, so brace yourselves!
(Michael plants the explosives, which detonate)
Trevor Philips: Fan-fucking-tastic.
(Michael, Trevor and Brad head towards their planned escape exit)
Michael Townley: Oh fuck. You hear that? Sirens. Fuck the cops. T, hit the shutter switch.
(Trevor presses the shutter switch causing the shutters to rise)
Trevor Philips: What's this? Local resistance?
Michael Townley: It ain't supposed to go down like this.
Trevor Philips: It never is. Come on. Go.
(Michael, Trevor and Brad begin shooting at the police officers)
Michael Townley: What the fuck is this?
(Michael, Trevor and Brad continue shooting at the police officers)
Trevor Philips: Don't be as dumb as you look.
Brad Snider: I ain't laying down for them.
(Michael, Trevor and Brad continue shooting at the police officers)
Michael Tonwley: Drop it, prick.
(Michael, Trevor and Brad continue shooting at the police officers)
Trevor Philips: Get out the way!
(Michael, Trevor and Brad continue shooting at the police officers)
Michael Townley: Fuck these guys!
(Michael, Trevor and Brad continue shooting at the police officers)
Michael Townley: Get down!
(Michael, Trevor and Brad kill the remaining police officers)
Michael Townley: We got a window - let's go!
(More police officers turn up and are shot at by Michael, Trevor and Brad)
Trevor Philips: Can't be many more cops in this town.
Michael Townley: Bring 'em. This is fucked, man. The thing is blown.
Trevor Philips: I got my share. It's still wide open!
(Michael, Trevor and Brad continue to shoot the arriving police officers allowing them to get towards their getaway car)
Brad Snider: Car's up here! Let's go!
Trevor Philips: Move! Come on!
Michael Townley: Kid mighta bailed. This wasn't in the job description.
(Michael, Trevor and Brad continue to make their way to the getaway car, killing arriving police officers)
Michael Townley: Come on.
(Michael, Trevor and Brad kill the last police officers)
Michael Townley: Let's move! Come on! Let's go! Let's go!
(Michael, Trevor and Brad near the getaway car and kill more arriving police officers)
Michael Townley: Get in here.
(Michael, Trevor and Brad enter the getaway car)
Getaway Driver: Hey. What took ya so long?
Trevor Philips: Shut the fuck up and drive.
(The getaway car pulls away)
Brad Snider: Did you see that shit? I fuckin' put that bitches face against the glass.
Michael Townley: Yeah, you're a real stallion.
Trevor Philips: Bahbahbahbahbahbahbahbahbahbah.
(A police car begins chasing the the getaway car)
Getaway Driver: Aww fuck! How'd that happen?
Michael Tonwley: Go! Go! Go! Go!
Getaway Driver: Fuck!
(Trevor Philips begins shooting at the pursuing officers)
Getaway Driver: Jeez I think they're gonna...
(The police kill the getaway driver)
Michael Townley: Aw, fuck. Local yokel's bought it.
(Michael pushes the getaway drivers corpse out the drivers door and moves into the driver's seat)
Brad Snider: That guy's a dick...
(Michael rams the getaway car into the side of the police car)
Michael Townley: Fuck you too.
(The police car is forced into a tree and explodes)
Michael Townley: Fuck you!
Trevor Philips: Wooo!
Brad Snider: Wooo!
Michael Townley: Yeah.
(Michael begins to drive the getaway car to their escape route)
Trevor Philips: Come on! Let's get to the chopper!
Michael Townley: If we move quick, we can beat the train.
(Michael drives the getaway car towards the waiting helicopter as police cars drive towards the crime scene)
Brad Snider: Cops. Coming our way.
Trevor Philips: Be cool... They ain't made this car yet.
Michael Townley: We're getting there!
(Michael, Trevor and Brad see a police road block)
Michael Tonwley: Shit! Shit! Shit! Road block!
Trevor Philips: Go right! Beat the train, man!
(Michael turns right and the car is hit by a train while going over a level crossing)
Trevor Philips: Arrgghh! Arrgghh! Jesus!
(The car stops next to a tree having been hit by the train)
Michael Townley: You guys alright?
Brad Snider: Fuck!
Trevor Philips: Come on! Ditch the car, alright? We can go this way to the chopper.
Michael Townley: No, hey! Stick to the plan.
Trevor Philips: What?
Michael Townley: Stick to the fucking plan! Come on.
(Michael, Trevor and Brad start heading to where the helicopter is supposed to meet them)
Brad Snider: Where the fuck's the chopper? Fuck me, fuck, fuck!
(A sniper moves into place)
Michael Townley: I'm going to check around back.
(The sniper fires a shot, which hits Brad. Trevor heads for cover while Michael stays with Brad.)
Trevor Philips: Run! It's the fucking Feds! Someone must have fucking talked!
Michael Townley: Alright. Brad's gonna be fine but we gotta get out of here.
(The sniper fires a second shot, which hits Michael)
Michael Townley: Aw, fuck! I'm hit! Ah, Jesus. T, you gotta get out of here.
Trevor Philips: Ain't gonna leave you Mikey!
Michael Townley: Go! God, I'm not gonna make it. Fucking gonna bleed out. Aw, go...
Trevor Philips: Noooo!
(Trevor starts shooting at the arriving police officers)
Trevor Philips: Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!
Police Officer: Police!
(Trevor continues shooting at the police officers and federal agents)
Trevor Philips: Come on! Come on!
(More police officers and federal agents arrive and Trevor begins to retreat spotting someone running away)
Trevor Philips: Hey! You! You, hey!
Pedestrian: Oh, oh, oh God!
(Trevor chases the pedestrian who trips over)
Pedestrian: Oh God. Don't shoot! Help! Help please!
Trevor Philips: Where's the chopper?
Pedestrian: I don't know what you're talking about!
(NYSP officers begin to move in with Trevor grabbing the lady around the neck)
Trevor Philips: Fucking stay back! You come near me, she's fuckin' dead! Stay back!
(The pedestrian escapes Trevor's grip and Trevor begins to run away)
Pedestrian: Oh, God, help me! Help me! Oh!
NYSP Officer: Go! Go!
(Trevor escapes into a fog covered field. The screen fades to black and returns at the Ludendorff cemetery)
Ludendorff Reverend: Michael was not always a good husband. Not always a good citizen. He did not die a hero's death. But he was a man. Our Lord was crucified with two thieves so perhaps we should not judge.
Amanda Townley: Michael...
Ludendorff Reverend: We are born of sin, and we die in sin...
(The camera shows Michael, who is still alive, watching his own funeral)
Ludendorff Reverend: and in this Michael was like anybody else. Father... we do not know your infinite mysteries. But we know... that you'll show great mercy to our friend.