Hoofdpagina > Grand Theft Auto: Vice City Stories > Script
Soldier | |
| Victor Vance | Vic Vance reporting for duty sir. |
| Jerry Martinez | Ha ha ha! Relax, relax. Are you well? |
| Victor Vance | Yes, thank you. Sergeant. |
| Jerry Martinez | Good. In here, you can call me Jerry. |
| Victor Vance | Okay. |
| Jerry Martinez | Okay... Jerry, huh? Heh heh! Now, Vic, tell me... why did you sign up, huh? To stay out of jail? Because you like getting shouted at, huh? What makes you polish your boots and put bullets in your gun in the hopes that maybe you'll get to shoot someone, huh? Ha ha ha! |
| Victor Vance | I got a difficult family. I got responsibilities. |
| Jerry Martinez | What, kids? A broad giving you shit? |
| Victor Vance | No, brothers. One is real sick, asthma, and I gotta pay the bills, the other, well, maybe he's sick too, but in a different way... My mom's a mess. |
| Jerry Martinez | So, you joined the army... to get rich? |
| Victor Vance | Not exactly. But y'know, my dad he came here from DR, we didn't have a lot of opportunities. What else was I supposed to do? Why did you join up? |
| Jerry Martinez | To get rich! |
| Victor Vance | Why are you messing with me, sergeant? |
| Jerry Martinez | I ain't. Chill. Relax. Take a seat. Look, Vic. There are plenty of opportunities for a man who knows the game to make real money. So... |
| Victor Vance | I don't want any trouble, man. |
| Jerry Martinez | Who wants trouble? Nobody. Everybody wants to relax. No trouble. And there's plenty of money to be made. Nice and easy. |
| Victor Vance | Listen, I don't think this is for me. So, if there's nothing else... |
| Jerry Martinez | Hey, relax, huh? Come on Vic. I need a favor. No risk. |
| Victor Vance | So why do you need me if there's no risk? |
| Jerry Martinez | Because I gotta take registration. Besides, you're not on duty for a couple of days. Listen, you take my bike, you go over to the airport and you pick up a package for me, huh? |
| Victor Vance | Okay, just this one favor and that's it. |
| Jerry Martinez | Good. Listen, if plans change, I'll let you know. |
| Victor Vance | What's this? |
| Jerry Martinez | It's a pager, tough guy. Welcome to the 80's Vic. |
| Mission | |
| Unkown person | Hey, army boy. Jerry sent you, si? |
| Victor Vance | Jerry? Ah, Sergeant Martinez... Sure. |
| Unkown person | Come with me soldier. I've got something for your boss. |
| Victor Vance | Man, life's been good to you. |
| Unkown person | Hm hmm... Come on. Let's take a ride. Here's Jerry's stuff... Tell him my cut goes up next time. Vice City's getting too peligroso for us freelancers... Speaking of which... we've got company. Grab that gun and take them out. Abandon ship! |
Cleaning House | |
| Jerry Martinez | Sure. No worries. Oh, look, I gotta go. The cavalry just turned up. OK, bye. Corporal, what can I do for you? |
| Victor Vance | Listen, Jerry, you gotta get rid of that stuff. It's making me nervous. I'm not into drugs, and I don't... |
| Jerry Martinez | Chill the fuck out, my friend. You're really getting on my nerves. Besides, who are you going to get in trouble with? I'm your superior officer… And you told me you needed the money. |
| Victor Vance | I do need the money… |
| Jerry Martinez | Uh-huh! But you don't like drugs? |
| Victor Vance | I don't think they're a good scène. |
| Jerry Martinez | Me neither. But you like gun, huh? They don't give you a moral problem I mean? |
| Victor Vance | No. |
| Jerry Martinez | Good, cause I know a guy who can sell all the guns we can get him. Which is, trust me, quite a lot. |
| Victor Vance | I don't know Sergeant, this is getting heavy. |
| Jerry Martinez | You'll make a whole pile of cash, for nothing. Buy that sick brother of yours a whole lot of candy. |
| Victor Vance | What do I have to do? |
| Jerry Martinez | Nothing. Just go and pick up the money from him. He's down over by the docks. Hey Vic! You want some of this, huh? |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | You must be Vic. Jerry told me about you. Hey, I used to be in the service… |
| Victor Vance | Yeah, listen, he said you'd have some money for me. |
| Phil Cassidy | Sure. Sure… Well, I ain't a bank…I don't have it on me. But I'll take you to it. |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | I've been having trouble with them Cholo boys. Some of them have been… |
| Victor Vance | What the hell is a Cholo? |
| Phil Cassidy | Bunch of Mexican Gang-bangers. Bad boys, trying to take over all the gun running in town. |
| Victor Vance | Look. Where's the money Phil? |
| Phil Cassidy | Yea, well, funny thing, you see, it's like this… It's under the floorboards at my old place. But the Cholo evicted me and now I can't get to it. |
| Victor Vance | I'll get to it. See you around. |
Conduct Unbecoming | |
| Jerry Martinez | Hooo! Hey, Victor Vance! Wow... did anyone ever tell you you've got a really dumb name? |
| Victor Vance | No, no one's ever mentioned that before. |
| Jerry Martinez | Oh my, look at that... hey, is that legal? Can animals give consent? |
| Victor Vance | I don't know. Listen, Jerry. Can you stash that weed somewhere else? |
| Jerry Martinez | Weed? What weed? Ha ha ha! I'm shitting with you, come on! Having fun, rock and roll! Oh, would you fucking relax, my friend? |
| Victor Vance | Look, I'm not some idiot that you can just... |
| Jerry Martinez | I never called you an idiot. Oh, shhh, shhh - look at that - oooh, now she got a pig and a horse. Hooowee! Heh heh. That's Candy Suxxx! He he he! That's some guy's daughter man! |
| Victor Vance | Listen, Jerry - |
| Jerry Martinez | No, you listen, huh? Oh, dude - would you look at that - man - I gotta get laid. Oh jeez... Hey, if you weren't such a square I'd do you, huh? Ha ha ha! I'm joking! Come on. This is the army - not the navy, huh? Heh heh heh! Listen, man, I need a broad, huh? Oh - I need Mary... Mary, yeah, oh, Mary, Mary quite contrary... Ha ha ha! Oh come on man, I need a favor. |
| Victor Vance | I need you to collect your pot, dude |
| Jerry Martinez | Sure. I'll go get that from your quarters, you go get Mary for me, okay? She's over at Viceport. Oh, and go see Phil again. He said something about a gift for you. |
| Victor Vance | I don't trust you, Martinez. |
| Jerry Martinez | Hey, that is not an appropriate way to speak to a superior officer. Ha ha ha! Now get on with it. |
| Victor Vance | The reefer is under my bed. |
| Jerry Martinez | Oh, genius! Great hiding place... what are you? 15? Hurry up... oh, hey, tell Mary I love her! |
| Victor Vance | Fucking idiot. |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | Hey Vic. How you doing? Martinez wanted me to give you this. Don't worry, it's non-traceable. |
| Victor Vance | Don't worry? Man, I'm getting too deep into this shit. |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | Do you know Mary? |
| Mona | "If you want Mary, she's at a party up on Starfish. I'm heading over there myself you can give me a lift." |
| Mission | |
| Mona | I'm Mona, by the way. If there's anything I can do for you, or to you, just let me know. |
| Mission | |
| Mona | Thanks for the ride rugged fella. Maybe I can pay you back in kind later? |
| Victor Vance | I just need to find Mary. |
| Mona | Sure. She's right over there. |
| Victor Vance | Are you Mary? C'mon. Let's go. |
| Onbekend persoon | Hey, we've paid for her! She's not going anywhere! |
| Victor Vance | Is that a fact? |
| Onbekend persoon | Damn right! C'mon! Let's get this lowlife nobody, and teach this bitch a lesson too! |
| Mary | Take it easy, muscles, I've got a delicate disposition. Did Martinez send you? That cockroach still owes me from last time. |
| Mission | |
| Sgt. Peppah | Corporal Vance! Would you care to explain why there's marijuana hidden under your bed? And who the Sam Hill is this? |
| Mary | Hey buddy, listen I charge more for groups. |
| Sgt. Peppah | You brought a whore onto the base! Have you no shame boy! Are you a moron? Is that it? DRUGS! WHORES! You're out of here soldier! You're a disgrace. |
Cholo Victory | |
| Victor Vance | Phil? Where are you? Phil, it's me, Vic. |
| Phil Cassidy | Put yer hands where I can see 'em, boy. You think you can come here and rob me? Probably try to rape me? I know your kind… |
| Victor Vance | Phil - it's me - Vic. Your brother in arms. |
| Phil Cassidy | I'm gonna teach you a lesson. Lower your pants and prepare to cry. I'm gonna give you a shotgun suppository. |
| Victor Vance | PHIL! It's me. Vic. Vic Vance! |
| Phil Cassidy | Vic! Why didn't you say so? Good to see you brother. Let me squeeze a fart out of ya.C'mere. I'm sorry about Bruce man. He was the best. I can still see the smile on his face when he shot that little gook… Bang! Go to hell…Damn… |
| Victor Vance | Have you been drinking? |
| Phil Cassidy | What do you think? Listen, we gotta go. I got something to show you. Come on. Come on! Come on! Now! |
| Victor Vance | Hold on... You're gonna drive? |
| Phil Cassidy | Let's go! YEEE-HAAAR! |
| Victor Vance | Maybe I should drive, man. |
| Phil Cassidy | Damn stick-shift! |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | Vic, we're gonna drive-by on some Cholo. I know where we can pick up their trail… I'm just trying to make an honest living, man... but they're organized. I can't compete, man... you know this used to be a fine country… |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | Aw, nothing... Felt for sure some Cholos would be here… Those scumbags are always crossing the law. Let's not hang around here Vic. Cops make me nervous. |
| Victor Vance | I hear you, man. |
| Phil Cassidy | Sometimes I schitz out and kill the lot of them… Say... I know another place those damn Cholos might be… |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | Strike two. Where are they? This could take hours. Good job I brought a little something to drink. Cholo bastard! There he is! Cholo bastard! |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | God damn Cholos. Who do they think they are? Messing with me! Phil Bitch-Killer Cassidy! |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | We're gonna need to get my car fixed up, Vic. Old girl ain't looking so good. |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | Boy! She's looking like a daisy now. |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | You're a fine wingman Vic. Damn Cholo will think twice before shitting on my patch from now on. See ya around partner, see ya 'round. |
Boomshine Blowout | |
| Victor Vance | Phil, what's going on? You're a mess. |
| Phil Cassidy | I'm not drunk. I'm just resting my eyes. |
| Victor Vance | Okay... so, what's going on? |
| Phil Cassidy | My Boomshine's about to get blown sky high by a bunch of angry scumbags. |
| Victor Vance | What? |
| Phil Cassidy | Them Cholos are gonna blow up my liquor - there's so much of it at the warehouse one match'll blow it all the way to Tennessee. Tennessee, here I come… |
| Victor Vance | Phil - Come on. Let's deal with it. |
| Phil Cassidy | The thing is Vicky boy, my daddy was an angry man. He never, ever told me I was special. In fact - he used to beat me. Especially when he caught me staring at my cousin or my sister. You know what he said to me? He said I'd be better off dead… |
| Victor Vance | And how exactly is this helping? |
| Phil Cassidy | The tragedy of it is, I'm just like him - I'm a drunk. I deserve to die! It should have been me instead of Zack on hill 491 man. I'm coming home, daddy! Yeah daddy! I'm coming home. |
| Victor Vance | You're pathetic. |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | I could have sworn I locked this place up. |
| Victor Vance | Phil! Don't open the... |
| Phil Cassidy | DADDDDDDDY!!!! DADDYDADDYDADDY!!!! Scheming Cholo bastards booby-trapped my place. Ain't no use running... When that Boomshine blows, we're all gonna die! |
| Victor Vance | Get a grip. I'll get your damn liquor. |
| Phil Cassidy | I'll back the truck up to the door. You load her up. |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | I better put these babies in some safe place, huh? |
Truck Stop | |
| Jerry Martinez | Hey, look who it is! Victor Vance! What's going on, amigo? You want some smoke? |
| Victor Vance | Fuck you, Martinez. |
| Jerry Martinez | Relax... you're so fucking histrionic. It's like hanging out with a bitch on her period. |
| Victor Vance | You want me to fuck you up? |
| Jerry Martinez | Whatever baby. The thing is, you work for Phil, and Phil - Phil works for me. Which makes you... my bitch's bitch. Figure that out. |
| Phil Cassidy | Man, that shit is heavy. |
| Jerry Martinez | So you had better play nice, if you wanna get paid, huh? Because if you don't get paid, then who's gonna look after your sick brother? |
| Victor Vance | Fuck you. |
| Jerry Martinez | Ay, change the record baby... fuck you, fuck you, fuck you. What did you expect me to do, huh? I didn't screw you over for fun. I was saving myself, and you would do the same. And don't pretend otherwise. |
| Victor Vance | I had a career. |
| Jerry Martinez | So what, you got kicked out of the army... big deal. Hey... I told Phil about some guns I can sell, if you can get them, hm? Phil, don't smoke too much of this shit, huh? It'll make you trip out, get paranoid. |
| Phil Cassidy | Sure, later Jerry. Come on Vic. This should silence any asshole following me. We're gonna need some back up Vic. I know some guys that'll help. |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | Are we being followed? We better not be being followed… I'll rip those bastards' livers right out of their sides. |
| Victor Vance | Chill out man. There ain't no-one following us. |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | Hey Fellas! C'mon! We're gonna make some money. They're good guys Vic: Just always so quiet... maybe I shouldn't trust 'em. |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | I'm gonna take the truck back to my place. Anyone follows me, you give 'em hell. |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | So, that's how a drunken homicidal gun nut drives... |
| Mission | |
| Phil's men | They sent backup! |
| Mission | |
| Phil's men | Incoming! |
| Mission | |
| Phil's men | I'll take care of them senor. |
Shakedown | |
| Victor Vance | Hello? Marty? Phil Cassidy sent me. Oh. Hi. |
| Louise | Marty ain't home or nothin'. |
| Victor Vance | Oh, oh okay... Well do you know when he's gonna be back? |
| Louise | I don't know nuthin'. Excuse me. |
| Marty J Williams | What do you want, boy? |
| Victor Vance | Nuthin'... are you Marty? |
| Marty J Williams | No. Now get gone, boy. Bitch! BITCH! GET YOUR SORRY ASS OUT HERE. I thought I told you to clean this shit up. |
| Louise | Marty, Mary-Beth's been sick. |
| Marty J Williams | Don't be using that baby as an excuse, Louise. 'Cos I'll hit her as well as you. |
| Victor Vance | Are you Louise? I'm a friend of Phil's. |
| Marty J Williams | A friend of Phil's? Well, why didn't you say so boy? I'm Marty J Williams. |
| Victor Vance | I was too busy watching you threaten your wife. |
| Marty J Williams | Well, we was only playing around boy. |
| Louise | He didn't mean nothin' by it. He only hits me when I deserve it. |
| Victor Vance | Oh yeah? Well Phil says you guys might have some work for me. I'm Vic Vance. |
| Marty J Williams | Yeah. Sure. I got a few things need taking care of right now, as a matter of fact. Drive me. And Louise - you better have this shit cleaned up before I get back. YOU GOT ME? |
| Mission | |
| Marty J Williams | A business interest of mine is having trouble with some idiots that need putting straight. |
| Victor Vance | What business are you in? |
| Marty J Williams | I look after people, and they look after me. Sometimes I have to remind them of their obligations if they don't. But mostly I just mind my own business. You mind yours, pal. |
| Mission | |
| Marty J Williams | Ok, we're here. Now get on in there and teach them idiots a lesson. |
| Victor Vance | You're not coming? |
| Marty J Williams | Why would I employ a dog then bark myself? Go sik'em pal. |
| Mission | |
| Show Owner | Please... I can't afford to pay any more protection. |
| Cholo | You don't pay - you don't stay. Fuck this place up. Who the hell is this hero? |
| Mission | |
| Cholo | You gonna be sorry. Don't mess with me, ese. |
| Mission | |
| Marty J Williams | You've done real good Vic. |
| Shop Owner | Marty... he's with you? |
| Marty J Williams | What're you doing letting scum in your store? My protection don't run to no daily visit. Are you hot for me boy - is that it? You wanna see my pretty face here everyday? |
| Shop Owner | What? I... no...? |
| Marty J Williams | For wasting my time your protection rate just went up. C'mon Vic. These Cholo boys normally protect a store nearby. Now it's gonna need new protection. Let's go get it. |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | You're running a protection racket? |
| Marty J Williams | And more besides soon enough. C'mon. Put the pedal to the metal. Step on it. |
| Mission | |
| Marty J Williams | This is it. Let's get in there and bring them into the fold. |
| Shop Owner | But, I pay protection to the Cholo. |
| Marty J Williams | I don't see them protecting you any. Vic - get to work. |
| Victor Vance | Marty, this ain't right. |
| Marty J Williams | You want to get paid - be a man. Or are you all hat and no cattle? |
| Mission | |
| Shop Owner | Please. I don't want any trouble. |
| Marty J Williams | That's why you need us. |
| Shop Owner | Please. For God's-sake. No. Please. |
| Cholo | This is Cholo turf. |
| Mission | |
| Shop Owner | Okay. I'll pay. I'll pay. |
| Marty J Williams | You've done a man's job today. I might have more work for you. See you around. |
Fear the Repo | |
| Women's Voice from TV | And 5, 6, 7, 8 and you're the best! 6, 7, 8, you run the world! Yeah! Come on and push it. Do you want it? Do you need it? PUSH IT! |
| Victor Vance | Hey, Louise. |
| Louise | Hey, Vic, how you keeping? |
| Victor Vance | Better now. |
| Louise | Good. |
| Victor Vance | Don't stop. I'm waiting for Marty. |
| Louise | No. It's nice to talk to someone. So - Phil said you was in the service. |
| Victor Vance | Yeah... But I screwed up. |
| Louise | You and me both. |
| Marty J Williams | Damn it woman, if you gonna dress like a whore, I'm gonna turn you out. |
| Louise | I was doing my aerobics, Marty. For crying out loud, gimme a break. |
| Marty J Williams | I will... a broken fucking neck. You watch your mouth in my god damn house. |
| Louise | Sorry. |
| Marty J Williams | Now look what you gone and done. You imbecile. Jesus, woman. Hey - what's up Vic Vance? |
| Victor Vance | You said you might have some other work. |
| Marty J Williams | Yeah, yeah, sure... I got some debts people need to start paying. Argh! If you don't shut that brat up, woman, I will. |
| Louise | Screw you, Marty, you're nothin' but an inbred hillbilly piece of shit. |
| Marty J Williams | You better watch your mouth, tramp - or I'll knock them teeth out. |
| Louise | That's it! I'm taking the baby and I'm going to stay with my sister. |
| Marty J Williams | Good. Go ahead! Go! Fat ass pig sister of hers. I'll hit her an' all, too. |
| Mission | |
| Marty J Williams | Here's a list of shit needs repossessing. I don't think you've got the stones to git it for me. Prove me wrong... |
| Mission | |
| Onbekend persoon | Hey! Son of a bitch, that's my car! |
| Victor Vance | Don't take it personally, pal. |
| Mission | |
| Car driver | I paid Marty off weeks ago man! |
| Mission | |
| Onbekend persoon | What the hell are you doing? |
| Mission | |
| Marty J Williams | Hank, get that van outta here. |
| Victor Vance | Why do I get the impression none of those debts were genuine? |
| Marty J Williams | Whatever I say's mine, is mine. And what I say, goes... If you wanna get on round here, you'll learn that one, kid. |
Waking Up the Neighbors | |
| Marty J Williams | So, it seems I got some competition. |
| Victor Vance | What do you mean? |
| Marty J Williams | Them damn Cholos are trying to muscle in on my repo business. It's time I sent them a message... |
| Victor Vance | Grenades? |
| Marty J Williams | I just wanna make sure they hear what I have to say. |
O, Brothel, Where Art Thou? | |
| Marty J Williams | It's time to diversify my interests Vince. |
| Victor Vance | Vic. |
| Marty J Williams | Whatever... We're going into the whoring business. We're taking over a place up yonder. Once we're in, it's party time... Yessiree boy! I just got me an itch I need scratching. Shame you're queer boy, I might have tossed you a bone... |
| Victor Vance | Thanks, but I don't need you tossing my bone. |
| Marty J Williams | Just get up there and clean the damn place out... Vince. |
Got Protection? | |
| Marty J Williams | Oh, here he is, tough boy! The big man. |
| Marty's Friend | How high can you jump boy? |
| Victor Vance | Why don't you come down here and ask me that again, huh? |
| Marty's Friend | I ain't scared of you. |
| Victor Vance | Oh yeah? Then why is your voice cracking - boy? |
| Marty J Williams | Alright, alright, enough. Will you stop disturbing the god damn neighbors with this bullshit. I pay you to help me, not to argue, you hear? |
| Victor Vance | Loud and clear... Boss. |
| Marty J Williams | Good. Now, we got some problems with them Cholos - they been threatening my girls. I want you to teach them some respect. Anyway, I told em, you bring her over to me, I don't care if she's fourteen, I like her boobs. |
| Mission | |
| Cholo | You start with us, we gonna finish you! All your street-walkers are gonna die. No one messes with the Cholo! |
| Victor Vance | C'mon! Let's go. |
| Girl | Relax. We've got more than rubbers for protection... |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | Let's get you out of here! This is no place for a lady... |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | Over here! Quick! |
| Mission | |
| Girl | That was fun. Baby, you're incredible. |
| Victor Vance | Just glad to be of service, ladies. Take it easy girls. Look after yourselves out there. |
Marked Men | |
| Jerry Martinez | Phil, baby, would I screw you over? |
| Phil Cassidy | Yeah, you would. |
| Jerry Martinez | Bullshit. I wouldn't. Not to you, not to a brother in arms. Come on, gimme a hug. |
| Victor Vance | Nah, you'd never screw anyone over, would you? |
| Jerry Martinez | Oh, look who it is! St Victor of Vance! The holier than thou killer. All these principles, you go around shooting people. |
| Victor Vance | I do what I gotta do, after I trusted an asshole. |
| Jerry Martinez | You enjoyed it, brother. Admit it - cause you're a maniac, huh? I gave you a life. |
| Victor Vance | Go to hell, Martinez. |
| Jerry Martinez | See Phil, I saved Vic - and I can save you too, huh? |
| Victor Vance | What does this scumbag want? |
| Phil Cassidy | He wants me to go over to some warehouse and see if his merchandise is all there. That's all. |
| Jerry Martinez | Hey, it's cool - go with him, Vicky Boy, if you don't trust me. But Phil - you owe me, after what you said... |
| Phil Cassidy | You said that was forgotten. |
| Jerry Martinez | If you do this... |
| Phil Cassidy | I'll explain as we drive, Vic... It's time for me to get another drink. |
| Victor Vance | What was that about? You've 'got to go'? |
| Phil Cassidy | Aw... I got drunk and told Martinez I didn't trust him no more... I said he was an asshole. |
| Victor Vance | He IS an asshole. |
| Phil Cassidy | No. I am. 'Cause now he won't put any work my way until I DO trust him. |
| Victor Vance | Let's get this over with. |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | Drive easy Vic. The last of my Boomshine is in the back of the truck. I'm through with that demon drink. Hallelujah! It's a sober life for me, bud... Sober... S.O.B.E.R. |
| Mission | |
| Phil Cassidy | Who the hell are these guys? Hey fellas. Martinez said... |
| Gang member | Yeah. Martinez said 'Bye-Bye' |
| Phil Cassidy | Hot damn! Play fair fellas! What about the damn Geneva Convention? |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | For fuck's sake Phil! Do something! |
| Phil Cassidy | My Boomshine! This round's on daddy assholes! |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | I think we've both outgrown our usefulness to Martinez. |
| Phil Cassidy | Jerry wants us dead? Shitting asshole... I'm gonna lay low for a while. I reckon you should too. |
| Victor Vance | Screw that... I ain't hiding from that piece of shit. |
| Phil Cassidy | Remember: discretion's the better part of valor. Good luck, soldier! |
When Funday Comes | |
| Victor Vance | Hey, Louise. |
| Louise | Hey Vic. How are you? |
| Victor Vance | Getting better. Hey there. |
| Louise | You deserve good things, honey. |
| Victor Vance | Eh, maybe. |
| Louise | Better than this shit. |
| Victor Vance | Hey, come on... What's wrong? |
| Louise | Nothing... Everything... It's bullshit. I mean, I'm a fucking mess. Didn't finish high school. Got a kid by a god damn prick. Living on my sister's couch. No hope. |
| Victor Vance | Come on, you're just going through a bad time right now. Things'll improve. You'll see. |
| Louise | Show me a way out. Just show me a fucking way out. |
| Victor Vance | I don't know... Look at it this way. I've been kicked out of the military, now I'm working with jerks, robbing people, all to pay for my brother's medical bills, while my mother freebases half the money I send anyhow. I am not one to ask for advice. |
| Louise | Look at us. What a pair! |
| Victor Vance | Pathetic, huh? |
| Louise | Worse than pathetic |
| Victor Vance | Hey, you wanna go out? Maybe... get some fresh air? Have some fun? |
| Louise | Sure, sounds good. Say, Phil said there was a quad bike race at the trailer park. |
| Victor Vance | There you go! Hey, great. Quad bikes and moonshine... Let's go. |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | Will the baby be okay back at your sister's? |
| Louise | Sure. She'll be just fine. I'm looking forward to having me some fun. |
| Mission | |
| Louise | Good luck Vic... you'll need it! |
| Mission | |
| Louise | This was great. I had the best time. |
| Victor Vance | Glad to hear it, Louise. Look... er, I'm a little worried about your baby. |
| Louise | Oh, Mary Beth? She'll be fine..., but maybe I'd better get back. |
| Victor Vance | Wait up. I'll take you. |
| Louise | That's okay. Will you call on me sometime Vic Vance? |
Takin' Out the White-Trash | |
| Victor Vance | Hey, stop that... |
| Louise | Sorry. It's... It's nothing... I'm... just tired. |
| Victor Vance | Doesn't look like nothing - what's wrong? |
| Louise | I left some of her things back at Marty's... Everything I do is wrong. I can't even run away right. |
| Victor Vance | Look, it's not such a big deal. We'll just head over to Marty's and go get 'em. |
| Louise | But what about Marty? |
| Victor Vance | Well what about him? |
| Louise | Thanks Vic. You're something else. |
| Mission | |
| Louise | I don't like the look of these guys... |
| Victor Vance | Aren't they the guys from the quad bike race? |
| Trailer Trash | So, you cheats have shown your ugly bitch ass faces... |
| Louise | If Marty heard you talking to me like that... |
| Victor Vance | Marty? Marty said the next time he saw you he'd turn you out. |
| Victor Vance | Back off, white trash.... |
| Trailer Trash | White trash? You wanna do this, bitch boy? |
| Mission | |
| Louise | I'll get my baby's things... |
| Victor Vance | You should have just bought new. |
| Louise | I will... I just found Marty's wallet inside. I'm going shopping! That asshole owes me. |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | Marty ain't gonna be too happy when he finds out you ripped him off. |
| Louise | Ha ha ha! Like I give a shit. |
| Mission | |
| Louise | Vic Vance... I never knew I could have such a good time. |
| Victor Vance | A great time? Oh yeah, we had a riot. |
| Louise | And you were great. Well, I better get on inside. See you later. |
D.I.V.O.R.C.E. | |
| Mary-Jo | Who... Who the fuck are you? |
| Victor Vance | Where's Louise? |
| Mary-Jo | What? He took her. That - that animal took her! He's going to do something wicked to her! |
| Victor Vance | Wait, who took her? And who are you? |
| Mary-Jo | Mary-Jo, her sister... who are you? |
| Victor Vance | Vic... a friend... |
| Mary-Jo | Oh... it's... it's nice to meet you - I've heard a lot about you... |
| Victor Vance | Who took her? |
| Mary-Jo | That monster, Marty. He said he's gonna turn her out. |
| Victor Vance | Jesus. His own wife. |
| Mary-Jo | Yeah, yeah but he wanted to turn me out too! I promise you, he did! |
| Mission | |
| Louise | I ain't gonna be your whore Marty! |
| Marty J Williams | You've been whoring yourself on that Vic. Don't you deny it! Well, if you're gonna act like a whore - you're gonna be one! Git in that truck! |
| Victor Vance | SHIT! |
| Louise | Vic! Help! |
| Trailer Trash | You looking for trouble... Vince? |
| Mission | |
| Louise | Help! Vic! |
| Mission | |
| Louise | Let me go Marty, you asshole! |
| Mission | |
| Marty J Williams | You're gonna earn your keep girl, and you're gonna like it! |
| Mission | |
| Louise | I can't believe you killed him... How am I gonna look after my baby now? |
| Victor Vance | You what? Marty was an asshole. He treated you worse than shit. |
| Louise | I'm sorry... I just... Hey, look... Marty's kin are gonna be coming for you now. We better get you some place safe. |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | I can handle Marty's kin, Louise. |
| Louise | I just want to make sure you're safe that's all. |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | Look, you and Mary Beth are gonna be better off without Marty, you know? |
| Louise | Are we? It's just everything's changing so fast... |
| Victor Vance | Everything's gonna be fine... |
| Louise | You're okay, Vic Vance... |
To Victor, the Spoils | |
| Louise | I've been thinking over what you said about me and the baby being better off without Marty, and... I've got a plan... Why don't YOU take over Marty's business? |
| Victor Vance | I'm no gang boss. |
| Louise | No. But you could be... C'mon. We both need the cash, honey. First we need to get some guys together. |
| Mission | |
| Louise | Hey! Wanna make some money? |
| Mission | |
| Louise | I'll go find some more guys and see you at Marty's other place. |
| Victor Vance | This shouldn't be too tough. Come on guys. |
| Mission | |
| Louise | You did it Vic. The whole damn caboodle's yours! |
| Victor Vance | Yeah, but I don't know how to run this kind of thing. |
| Louise | Marty could do it, and he was nearly inbred. You'll pick it up! You're amazing. You can do anything. |
| Man | Hey boss? Is this a full time position? |
| Victor Vance | Yeah. Yeah it is. |
| Louise | Everything's gonna be just fine. |
Jive Drive | |
| Lance Vance | Hey, bro. Ha ha ha! |
| Victor Vance | Lance! What are you doing here? |
| Lance Vance | You don't sound so pleased! |
| Victor Vance | I'm not so pleased. |
| Lance Vance | Thanks, bro. Who was you expecting? What a greeting man... |
| Victor Vance | Not you. Someone useful. |
| Lance Vance | So what am I? A handicap, huh? Your dumb ass, low life, no good brother? |
| Victor Vance | Something like that. |
| Lance Vance | Yeah, well - I'm not the one who got kicked out of the army. |
| Victor Vance | No - you're the asshole who got kicked out of the boy scouts. |
| Lance Vance | Oh come on, man. I come all this way to see you and you treat me like I've got herpes. |
| Victor Vance | Maybe that's because your whole life, you've gotten us into trouble. |
| Lance Vance | Oh, gimme a break, man! I've changed! |
| Victor Vance | Okay. I'll give you a chance. One chance. |
| Lance Vance | Yeah, yeah! Hey, come here man... You won't regret it, baby... I love you, man, and love can change the world. But Vic... |
| Victor Vance | What. |
| Lance Vance | I have got herpes. |
| Victor Vance | Get off me man, just get in the damn car. |
| Lance Vance | I was just kiddin'. |
| Cholo | All the Cholos have been looking for you Mr. Big-Shot. |
| Lance Vance | What do you want with me? |
| Cholo | I'm not talking to you. I'm talking to him! You killed plenty Cholos... Now, we kill you plenty. |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | Get us out of here Lance! |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Is this your idea of a welcome party? |
| Victor Vance | C'mon, move it! |
| Lance Vance | W-wait, where in the hell am I going, man? |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | Watch the road! |
| Lance and Vic together | OH, SHIIIIIIIIIIT! |
| Lance Vance | I'm just too pretty to die, ha ha ha! Woo! |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Look out Vic. There's more of them! |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Do you have any friends in this town? |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Shit! They're everywhere! |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | One more Lance Vance Chance! |
| Victor Vance | Laaaaance, you prick! You're never driving again. |
| Lance Vance | I had it wit' you man. You put me off! Always treat me like a kid. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | I'd appreciate a ride to my hotel. |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | Impressive: This place ain't cheap. |
| Lance Vance | Ha ha ha, I wouldn't know. I told them to bill you. |
Hose the Hoes | |
| Victor Vance | Hey, Louise. It's me... |
| Louise | Vic! Thank god you're here. I just heard your cathouse is going up in flames! Are the girls okay? |
| Victor Vance | Did Marty's inbred family do this? |
| Louise | I'll be right down. |
| Victor Vance | Did you call the fire department? |
| Louise | Don't worry. I know where we can get a fire-truck. |
| Mission | |
| Louise | That's Marty's cousin... He did it, Vic! Get him! Bastard's got six toes... |
| Victor Vance | Hey you! |
Robbing the Cradle | |
| Louise | Vic. Welfare said I was a bad mother. Their man said he was gonna take Mary-Beth off me... unless I put out for him. But, I'll show him. I've got a couple of guys to take care of him. |
| Victor Vance | What? Killing him is going to make things worse. When's this happening? |
| Louise | Well, kinda right now. Did I do wrong? How was I to know better? |
| Mission | |
| Welfare man | Somebody help! |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | File that in your report! Leave Louise Williams alone, pal, or you and I are going to become close friends. |
| Mission | |
| Welfare man | Okay! Okay! She's white trash anyway. |
The Audition | |
| Lance Vance | I am Lance Vance baby - you can trust me. Lance T Vance - T for Trust... great. Yeah, love. I love you man! No, not in a funny way... yeah... a'ight... ciao. |
| Victor Vance | What was that? |
| Lance Vance | Nothing. |
| Victor Vance | Didn't sound like nothing. |
| Lance Vance | Vic, look at me. It was nothing. |
| Victor Vance | And you look at me - what was that about? |
| Lance Vance | You'll thank me. |
| Victor Vance | Like I haven't heard that before. What have you done? |
| Lance Vance | I found a way in - two kids, broken home, no education, no father - and rich as shit. It's the American dream baby! Pete with good medical treatment. |
| Victor Vance | We're not kids. |
| Lance Vance | We're young at heart! Listen - I met a big player - and we'll get big money for doing absolutely nothing... |
| Victor Vance | This better not be drugs. |
| Lance Vance | We won't be touching no drugs, man. C'mon! Y'know, I am your brother! You can trust me. |
| Victor Vance | So, who is this 'player'? |
| Lance Vance | My man's name is Forbes: He's gonna call us at the burger bar any minute now, so let's get down there pronto. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | So merchandise is hidden in the car's side panels? Ahuh... yeah... no problem. Okay. We're gonna pick up Forbes's car. |
| Victor Vance | That's it? No drugs? Some 'player'. |
| Lance Vance | Man, give me a break. There's no winning with you. Aw, shit. You've got to be kidding me. |
| Robbers | Okay, nobody move! C'mon! Hands where I can see 'em! Do it! I said nobody fucking move! |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Vic! C'mon! |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Man that's just typical! They think we did it! This is bullshit! |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Forbes's car is in the impound yard. |
| Victor Vance | So what are we doing here? |
| Lance Vance | We're going in the back door. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | C'mon. Let's get the car out of here. |
| Victor Vance | I don't get it. How is stealing one dumb car gonna make us rich? |
| Lance Vance | I've got everything covered man. |
| Victor Vance | Are there drugs hidden in the car? |
| Lance Vance | Just chill, man. Be cool. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Great driving Vic... But, ahm, it's best if I take it from here. |
| Victor Vance | Hey! What're you doing? |
| Lance Vance | Forbes doesn't know you man... he wouldn't trust you. See ya later baby! |
| Victor Vance | Lance! You asshole! |
Money for Nothing | |
| Bryan Forbes | 'Course - you can't kid a kidder. Hey, Vic... |
| Victor Vance | Hey. |
| Lance Vance | Yo bro, what's up. |
| Bryan Forbes | So, Vic, wanna hear about a little plan that is going to make us three very rich? |
| Victor Vance | So what's the risk? |
| Bryan Forbes | Let me put it like this - you will not be handling any drugs. All I need you to do is keep the cops busy while Lance and I steal some merch, off the scum who brought it into this country. |
| Lance Vance | The drugs're already here. So we ain't drug trafficking. |
| Bryan Forbes | Exactly. You're just the decoy - all you gotta do is make the police think you're carrying. They can't arrest you for that. |
| Victor Vance | No, but they can shoot me. |
| Bryan Forbes | Don't be ridiculous! |
| Lance Vance | Yeah. Come on man! Come on. |
| Bryan Forbes | Vic - you'll be fine... rich and fine! |
| Victor Vance | Alright... Let's do it. |
| Lance Vance | Yeah! Let's pop! |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | This is gonna be the decoy van. C'mon Vic. You drive. |
| Victor Vance | This van's the wrong color, Forbes. |
| Bryan Forbes | Relax. It's nothing a little paint can't fix. |
| Lance Vance | This van is good to Van Gogh... Heh-heh. |
| Bryan Forbes | Yeah, funny... Vic, take the decoy and lead the cops away from here. We'll let you know when we're home free. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Breaker - Breaker. What's your twenty? |
| Victor Vance | For Christ-sakes Lance, speak English. |
| Lance Vance | Uh, yeah - we're on our way. Keep the cops busy. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | We're nearly there. Just a little longer. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | We're there! Ten-Ten, let's do it again, big cowboy. Lose the smokey Vic. You're all done. |
Nice Package | |
| Victor Vance | Hey. You Umberto? |
| Umberto Robina | Did somebody order a stripper? |
| Victor Vance | Excuse me? |
| Umberto Robina | Because I like my bitches a bit less balding. |
| Victor Vance | What? Are you a comedian, friend? |
| Umberto Robina | No, no, I'm a man... just like you. Umberto Robina. You must be Vance. |
| Victor Vance | Yeah, that's right. So you heard about Marty. |
| Umberto Robina | Yeah, I heard about that dumb punk. Came to an unfortunate end, huh? Bitch fight. I like that... Two bitches going at it, hot and sweaty... bang, bang, bang! |
| Victor Vance | Yeah, whatever you're into man. |
| Umberto Robina | Hey, I'm into men. Men proving themselves. |
| Victor Vance | Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sounds fun. Look, you worked for Marty for years. So in between men, can I rely on you? |
| Umberto Robina | Sure, pappy. If you can prove to me you got some balls. I've got a package waiting for collection Downtown. Go get it for me, if you can. |
| Victor Vance | I'm not your delivery man, friend. |
| Umberto Robina | Until I know you've got some balls, and some juice in them, there'll be no alliance between us. Juan will go with you. He'll tell me if you've got something down there. |
| Mission | |
| Umberto Robina | Gracias Vic! I kiss you! |
| Victor Vance | Whoa, not today. |
Balls | |
| Umberto Robina | You got some Cuban in you? You look like you got some Cuban in you, lady. |
| Woman | Eerr, no... I'm from Ohio. |
| Umberto Robina | You want some Cuban in you, lady? |
| Woman | No. Like I told you, I'm a lesbian on a committed journey with my life partner. Now, Mr. Robina, about your father's welfare claim... |
| Umberto Robina | Oh... whatever, man... Vic! I tell you, this bitch is crazy for me... Can you smell it? |
| Victor Vance | She's going wild. |
| Umberto Robina | Always the same... listen, we got a problem huh? Your boy, Jerry. He's causing all sorts of trouble. |
| Victor Vance | Martinez? God damn it... |
| Woman | Err, Mr. Robina, must I remind you, I am a very busy woman. |
| Umberto Robina | Eh, baby... mira, listen. You keep your panties on, okay... I got some serious man-shit to deal with with my buddy... Why don't you just sit down, stay pretty. Don't worry... I'll be back with some serious chorizo... You got a friend for my buddy? He's a little bit shy. |
| Woman | Oh my. |
| Umberto Robina | Whatever. Vic, let's roll... Show these boys how to be men, and take back our streets from these bitch Cholos. I have my own bitch to deal with inside. |
| Victor Vance | You're not coming? |
| Umberto Robina | I will be soon... but not with you, my friend! I'M HOT BABY! |
Papi don't Screech | |
| Umberto Robina | You even got any balls? |
| Umberto's man | I didn't know! |
| Umberto Robina | And you, I seen shit with more guts. |
| Umberto's man | You didn't say your father was going. |
| Umberto Robina | Shut your mouth, lady boy. He's my daddy! And I love him. I can't believe you would do this! And you left him there to die! |
| Victor Vance | Umberto, what's the problem? |
| Umberto Robina | Oh my God, I'm going to be an orphan... |
| Victor Vance | Oh, man... I'm sorry. How did it happen? |
| Umberto's man | It hasn't happened brother. Alberto - that's his Dad - he's over at the wrestling man. |
| Victor Vance | So why the tears? |
| Umberto's man | We just saw some Cholos driving over there man. |
| Victor Vance | So why doesn't someone just go pick up Alberto? |
| Umberto's man | That's what we said to Umberto. Only he freaked out. |
| Victor Vance | Well, go get him... |
| Umberto Robina | No! No way Vic - don't let my daddy be collected by these two bitches... He's a man. The shame would kill him. |
| Victor Vance | Well you go. |
| Umberto Robina | I can't drive, man... I'm hysterical! |
| Victor Vance | God damn it, I'll go get him... But you owe me, you freak. |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | Hey Alberto? Your son sent me to pick you up. |
| Alberto Robina | Gracias Señor... you're late... tarde. I can't be late opening my café. In twenty years I've never opened late. |
| Victor Vance | Take it easy, Alberto. No problems. |
| Mission | |
| Alberto Robina | Phew... All this rushing ...my heart, she's not so good these days. |
Havana Good Time | |
| Umberto Robina | So, I ask you once more, are you men? |
| Umberto's men | Yeah. |
| Umberto Robina | Then why you not like balls? |
| Umberto's man | Because that's totally embarassing... |
| Umberto Robina | Because that's something you ain't got baby. I got a whole sack full here. Tons of them. Balls everywhere. Balls to spare. |
| Well, man, he's certainly full of balls. | |
| Umberto Robina | You what, baby? You whispering sweet nothings into some bitch's ear? Huh, loverboy? |
| Umberto's men | No boss. |
| Umberto Robina | Victor Vance... this is a real man, with a lotta balls. You're not scared of no cholos, are you Vic? |
| Victor Vance | You know I ain't scared of nobody. |
| Umberto Robina | So show 'em your balls. |
| Victor Vance | No. I was in the army, not the navy... |
| Umberto Robina | Screw you bitches. |
| Victor Vance | Come on, man. I'm just messing with you. |
| Umberto Robina | Someone's got to teach these cholos a lesson. I guess I have to go - alone. |
| Umberto's man | Umberto, boss, I'm up for anything, man. I just don't want to have to take my balls out again. |
| Umberto's man | Yeah, can't we just go hit shit up and keep our pants on? |
| Umberto's man | Yeah, let's roll. |
| Umberto Robina | See Vic? They didn't want to go and now they've gone. The art of leadership my friend, is making people believe they had the idea all along. My men are going to collect a little gift for the Cholo... They'll meet up with you after. |
| Victor Vance | After what? |
| Umberto Robina | After you've cleared the way for us. Then we can hit the Cholos hard - and take their guns. I'll co-coordinate the attack from here. |
| Victor Vance | Sure, big man... we really need a co-ordinator back here... |
| Mission | |
| Umberto's man | I said we're gonna need some protection while we're loading up, man. |
| Victor Vance | I've got your backs. |
| Umberto's man | Ha ha. Do you like our gift for the Cholo, man? |
| Victor Vance | Very tasteful. |
| Mission | |
| Umberto's man | We've got what we came for. We're gonna go back now, ok? |
| Mission | |
| Umberto Robina | Ha ha ha ha! My friend, today is a good day. We've turned the tide in Little Havana. The Cholos are finished! Umberto Robina says you are a true friend. You can count on me for anything. I love you man! Like a son, or a dog... |
Caught as an Act | |
| Bryan Forbes | Victor V. What's popping, partner? |
| Victor Vance | What? |
| Bryan Forbes | What's popping? |
| Victor Vance | What the fuck are you talking about? |
| Bryan Forbes | Isn't that what you guys say? What's popping? |
| Victor Vance | I think that must be Lance. You got everything sorted? No trouble? |
| Bryan Forbes | Course. Hey, I was just giving you shit, you know? |
| Victor Vance | Yeah. Whatever. |
| Bryan Forbes | Great, great. Here's your brother... What's popping, baby? |
| Lance Vance | You! |
| Victor Vance | Lance, what's going on? |
| Lance Vance | You're a freaking cop! You think you can mess with Lance T. Vance, you punk? |
| Bryan Forbes | Hey, chill... |
| Lance Vance | Chill? |
| Bryan Forbes | Yes. You're right, I am a cop. I was gonna tell you. I need money. I wanna work with you guys... I ain't gonna bust you. |
| Lance Vance | Not now you ain't. I'm gonna bust you! |
| Victor Vance | Let's go. |
| Lance Vance | I am going. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Get him Vic! We gotta find out what he knows. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Aw man that's our money! Get him! |
| Victor Vance | What the hell is our money doing in there? |
| Lance Vance | You never know when you're gonna need a few grand... |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | I got a place we can take him. C'mon. |
| Victor Vance | I don't know about this Lance. |
| Lance Vance | It's either this, or kill him. What do you think Forbes? |
| Bryan Forbes | Uh, I definitely prefer it this way. |
| Lance Vance | We'll let him sweat for a while. We'll be back... you sit tight, buddy. |
Leap and Bound | |
| Bryan Forbes | So, you want Information... and what better source than a cop, right? |
| Lance Vance | Hey Vic. See... great minds think alike... |
| Bryan Forbes | Yeah, fools seldom differ, dip shit. You want info? How about this? There's a dealer's boat mooring up Downtown today. The dealer's not the trusting kind, and he'll only meet one-on-one. He's carrying money and coke, and he doesn't believe in bodyguards. |
| Victor Vance | Why should we trust you? |
| Bryan Forbes | If I'm lying, genius, I'm a dead man, right? |
| Lance Vance | I'll meet this guy, Vic. You can watch over me, and I'll see you down there. |
| Mission | |
| Contact's crew | Hey! Get him! |
| Mission | |
| Contact's crew | Over there! |
| Mission | |
| Contact's crew | Hey! You! Nosey asshole! |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | I thought this guy didn't use bodyguards. |
| Lance Vance | Forbes's info is seriously out of date. I'll get us some transport, you get what we came for, and I'll meet you on shore. |
| Mission | |
| Contact's crew | I see him! |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Hey! Make sure no one can see it back there. |
| Victor Vance | Nice wheels... |
| Lance Vance | I was in a hurry... The sooner I off-load this coke the better. This junk heap ain't doing my image any favors. Hey, catch you later, bro. |
| Victor Vance | Hey! Don't mind me! Dick... |
The Bum Deal | |
| Lance Vance | I know there's a major shipment coming in real soon. I've been to your apartment and I've read your files... |
| Bryan Forbes | Yeah yeah yeah, I was going to tell you about that... The contact is at the White Stallionz bar. They'll give you exactly what you need. |
| Lance Vance | You better not be screwing us. |
| Bryan Forbes | Me? Gimme a break... I'm your best buddy. |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | Something's not right about this place... |
| Lance Vance | Yeah! I didn't know bikers were into disco... |
| Victor Vance | I think Forbes has fucked us again. |
| White Stallion | Your kind ain't welcome here. |
| White Stallion | I wanna bareback the little one. |
| Lance Vance | Aaw, shit... it's two for one at the boy's club.. shit. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Man, Forbes screwed us again. Let's get back and screw HIM......metaphorically speaking. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | What the hell? That's Forbes! Get him! |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Aw man, I didn't mean for us to kill him. |
| Victor Vance | It's a little late now, Lance! |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | I know there was something to this big shipment he was talking about. And I'm going to find out. Later, man. |
Snitch Hitch | |
| Lance Vance | Pink. No, blue. No, white - I'll take all three. Hey... I'll call you back! What's your problem, man? Huh? |
| Victor Vance | My problem? My problem is you're going to have us both killed, because you're a moron. I told you to not get us in so deep. |
| Lance Vance | Oh, shut up and grow some balls. |
| Victor Vance | What, tough guy? What did you say to me? When will you grow a fucking brain? |
| Mom | Hello boys! |
| Lance and Victor | Mom! |
| Mom | Victor, put your brother down. |
| Victor Vance | What are you doing here, mom? |
| Mom | I'm cleaning up my act. I'm off the drugs for good. |
| Victor Vance | Here we go again... |
| Mom | Can I get a drink Lance, honey? |
| Lance Vance | Who's that? |
| Mom | That's Javier. He's been very sweet to me... |
| Victor Vance | Oh, gimme a break. |
| Lance Vance | I'm tired of your bullshit, mom. You've come here to ruin things for us, again. |
| Mom | How can you say that... I raised you. |
| Lance Vance | Aunt Enid raised us, not you. |
| Mom | I'm clean. Give me a chance, Victor - please? |
| Victor Vance | You can stay with Lance, mom - but I don't want any trouble. I've got enough horse shit dealing with him. |
| Lance Vance | Err, Vic, we got to go meet that friend of yours at the airport. |
| Victor Vance | What? |
| Lance Vance | I'll explain on the way. |
| Victor Vance | Oh, right... You two, stay out of trouble. What friend at the airport? |
| Lance Vance | This guy's a dealer who's getting out of the business. He's getting us a file about this big shipment coming in. |
| Victor Vance | How much is this gonna cost? |
| Lance Vance | You've got to speculate to accumulate. We're Yuppies now, bro... |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | This dude's plane could be leaving anytime so let's pop, big-time. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Oh man, why are we messing around? C'mon, let's go. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | You got the goods? |
| Ex-dealer | You're too late man. I told you - first come first served. |
| Lance Vance | Man that was our file! Who'd you sell it to? |
| Ex-dealer | Some dude over at Terminal C. He's got a private jet... and a private army. I don't think you wanna mess with him. |
| Lance Vance | We'll see about that. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Where's my file you mothersuckers? C'mon you mothers. I'll kick your asses. Don't get me angry. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | What the hell are they doing here? |
| Victor Vance | I'm guessing we're not the only ones your contact turned away today. |
| Lance Vance | I'll get the file... |
| Mission | |
| Biker | Give us the file! |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | Lance? |
| Lance Vance | Hey, Bro'. This cat really knew how to travel. There's some stylish shit in here. |
| Victor Vance | Never mind that. Did you get the file? |
| Lance Vance | Sure. No problem. |
| Victor Vance | No problem? - I could have used a little help out here assbrain! |
| Lance Vance | Take it easy Bro. It's all good. |
| Victor Vance | Lance... take the file and get the hell out of my sight. |
From Zero to Hero | |
| Lance Vance | Ah! Just in time, bro. Ha ha ha! Yeah! |
| Victor Vance | Lance, I'm through with this, man. |
| Lance Vance | What, you mean this dump? Yeah me too. |
| Victor Vance | No - I'm through with this bullshit. I don't wanna be a damn drug dealer. It's for assholes. |
| Lance Vance | Vic - don't go soft on me now. I got what we finally needed - I know how we can get our hands on one big shipment, completely free. We can finally get Pete the health care he needs. |
| Victor Vance | Look Lance, I'm a long way from being a good guy, but drugs just mean trouble. |
| Lance Vance | I agree, man. 100% agree. That's why we gonna get this one big pay day for all the hard work and split. Jerry Martinez... it's his coke. |
| Victor Vance | Oh... fuck it. You know what? Let's do it. |
| Lance Vance | Alright, ladies and gentlemen, that is a real man. Let's pop. We're gonna make it big Vic. I have a dream...I have a dream-muh! |
| Victor Vance | Your dream's my nightmare. |
| Lance Vance | Don't be like that, man. Look, I've even arranged some insurance. C'mon guys - time to pop. |
| Mission | |
| Victor Vance | So, what's the plan? |
| Lance Vance | Martinez is bringing in that big ass shipment Forbes was rapping about...We're gonna rip it off. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | I'll take a look and see what's happening. |
| Gang member | Hey, why do you mess with me? |
| Lance Vance | You two just sit tight and make sure our exit is clear. This is about to get ugly. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Take the other truck and follow me. Looks like your friend Martinez finally showed up... |
| Victor Vance | Shit! |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Try to keep up man, I'm a BAAAD driver. |
| Victor Vance | You said it. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Hey, looks like the cops have scared off Martinez... Oh, shit. They're after US now. |
| Mission | |
| Lance Vance | Rich at last, uh-hu, rich at last, huh... Thank God almighty, we are rich at last! |
| Victor Vance | We haven't sold this shit yet. |
| Lance Vance | We'd better: I've just bought us both fancy apartments. We're mortgaged to the hilt. |
| Victor Vance | We're supposed to be getting out of this shit. |
| Lance Vance | We are. But I gotta do it in style. I've got a reputation to uphold. |