Snitch Hitch

Snitch Hitch is a mission in Grand Theft Auto: Vice City Stories given by Lance Vance to protagonist Victor Vance.

Mission
Lance is on the phone when Victor suddenly comes in and smashes the phone on the floor. Angrily he threats Lance just as their mother, Janet Vance appears with her boyfriend, Javier. After a brief argument inside, Lance tells Victor about some "files" about the big shipment coming to the city at the Escobar International Airport. Once inside, Lance meets the guy with the files who informs them of having sold it to someone else. The one with the files is soon leaving with a plane at the airport. Lance and Victor make their way to the airport and kill all the guards as Lance goes inside the plane he finds the files and a lot of other "stylish" stuff. Victor kills all the attacking Bikers and the mission is complete.

Script
(Janet, Lance, Victor Vance inside Lance's hotel.)

Lance: Pink. No, blue. No, white - I'll take all three. Hey... I'll call you back!

(Victor grabs the phone and smashes it.)

Lance: What's your problem, man? Huh?

Vic: My problem? My problem is you're going to have us both killed because you're a moron. I told you not to get us in so deep.

Lance: Oh, shut up and grow some balls.

Vic: What, tough guy? What did you say to me? When will YOU grow a fucking brain?!

Janet: Hello, boys!

Vic: Mom!

Janet: Victor, put your brother down.

Vic: What are you doing here, mom?

Janet: I'm cleaning up my act. I'm off the drugs for good.

Vic: Here we go again...

Janet: Can I get a drink, Lance, honey?

Lance: Who's that?

Janet: That's Javier! He's been very sweet to me.

Vic: Oh, gimme a break.

Lance: I'm tired of your bullshit, Mom. You've come here to ruin things for us again.

Janet: How can you say that? I raised you!

Lance: Aunt Enid raised us, not you.

Janet: I'm clean. Give me a chance, Victor. Please?

Vic: You can stay with Lance, Mom. But I don't want any trouble. I've got enough horseshit dealing with him.

Lance: Er, Vic, we gotta go meet that friend of yours at the airport... I'll explain on the way.

Vic: Oh, right. You two, stay out of trouble.

(Vic and Lance outside.)

Vic: What friend at the airport?

Lance: This guy's a dealer who's getting out of the business. He's getting us a file about this big shipment coming in.

Vic: How much is this gonna cost?

Lance: You gotta speculate to accumulate. We're yuppies now, bro. This dude's plane could be leaving anytime, so let's pop big-time.

(Lance talks to the dealer.)

Lance: You got the goods?

Dealer: You're too late, man. I told you - first come, first served.

Lance: Man, that was our file! Who did you sell it to?

Dealer: Some dude over at Terminal C. He got a private jet and a private army. I don't think you wanna mess with him.

Lance: We'll see about that!

(Bikers arrive for the file.)

Lance: What the hell are they doing here?!

Vic: I'm guessing we're not the only ones your contact turned away today.

Lance: I'll get the file.

(Once all the Bikers are dead.)

Vic: Lance?

Lance: Hey, bro, this cat really knew how to travel! There's some stylish shit in here.

Vic: Never mind that. Did you get the file?!

Lance: Sure. No problem.

Vic: No problem? I could have used a little help out here, ass brain! Lance, take the file and get the hell out of my sight.