Simeon: |
You don't like me because you think that I am an Arab. |
Mr. Kenneth: |
What? No! What are you talking about? It's nothing like that, wait! |
Simeon notices that Franklin has arrived. |
Simeon: |
Excuse me. That boy, I am his mentor. I am so proud of you. |
Franklin: |
What do you mean, a mentor? |
Simeon: |
Don't worry about that. |
Franklin: |
Okay, so what you got for me? |
Simeon: |
James De Santa. Some kid, he is already late on his payments and I have this bad feeling that he will do more damage to the car than we can get back from him in the exorbitant interest rate payments. Just go and get it. The house is on... Hampstead, off Eclipse. It's an SUV. Some Rockford Hills daddy's boy nonsense. Don't worry about it, try to bring the car back in good condition, huh? |
Franklin: |
I gotcha, don't worry about it. |
Simeon: |
It's so good to see you, my boy. Good luck in... law school. |
As Franklin leaves, Simeon turns his attention back to his customer. |
Simeon: |
So, Mr. Kenneth, were we at financing? |
Mr. Kenneth: |
The financing – it... it seems like a shitty deal. |
Simeon: |
Because of the color of my skin, you think I am a scammer? |
Mr. Kenneth: |
No, no... skin color's got nothing to do with it... My credits okay, and this is all like high risk financing... |
Simeon: |
Yes. You are a risk. I will not give my stock away just because you are a white man. |
Mr. Kenneth: |
No, I want a fair deal because I'm a responsible borrower in long term employment... Can you let me think about it? |
Simeon: |
What's to think about? You're either a man or you're a vagina. |
Mr. Kenneth: |
It just doesn't feel right. |
Simeon: |
You do not feel right. Perhaps a rich idiot like you can waste the day, but I have children to feed. Decide. |
Mr. Kenneth: |
I've got to be sure this is the right decision. |
Simeon: |
You're wasting my time. |
Mr. Kenneth: |
Gimme a minute. |
Simeon: |
All this time, I could be mentoring the disadvantaged. |
Mr. Kenneth: |
Look, I'm thinking. |
Simeon: |
Buy the car, or get off the floor. |
Mr. Kenneth: |
Can't you speak to another customer and come back to me? |
NOTE: While the player stalls: |
Simeon: |
*Rockford Hills. The yellow four by four. *This is under control. Get the car, okay? *I've got this covered. Go and get the car. |
Franklin: |
Eh, did you change your mind? |
Simeon (Voice only): |
When I discover that you betray me, perhaps. I hear you took the bike for yourself, my Employee of the Month! |
Franklin: |
Listen, man, me and Lamar was gonna get that back to you, dog. |
Simeon (Voice only): |
Oh, I am sure! You will get this car off the Daddy's boy, and then we talk. Insurance papers say they have a locked garage, so you'll need to gain access from inside the house. |
Franklin: |
Man, it's never easy with you, is it, Simeon? |
Simeon (Voice only): |
Do not talk to me about easy, you thief! |
Franklin arrives at the residence, sneaks into the backyard and is about to climb in through an open window when he can hear arguing from inside. |
Jimmy: |
Just 'cause you got a massive gaper, bitch. |
Tracey: |
You fucking homo. You're dead. Dad, he said I had a massive... Jimmy called me a bitch! |
Franklin is sneaking through the house, Jimmy is playing a video game. |
Jimmy: |
He tried to knife attack me? No one creeps on the J-dog, my ni**as! |
Jimmy: |
*I don't care if you're twelve, I'll still rape you. *Oooh ouch. Rape-a-rino! *(laughs) LOL, you suck fat man's dick. *Get off my face, you fucking homo! *You're a waste of semen, bitch! *Dead, you fucking idiot. *Oooh, slaughter time! *I'll cut your dick off if you call the administrator. Hey, you know what? I am the administrator! |
Franklin can hear Tracey phone conversation with her friend on her room. |
Tracey: |
Oh my god, seriously, my brother is such a homo. I think he has a medical problem. Like, more medical problems than the ones he's already been diagnosed with. Mental ones. Seriously, penises are not meant to be that small. I'd fucking know, right? I've seen enough of them (laughs). It's probably 'cause he's so fat. I still love him though. Sort of. Well, the other day, I walked in on him, and he was jerking off over pictures of my friends. (laughs) No not you. (laughs) The hot ones - Lauren and Lisa. No, I didn't mean it like that. You're beautiful! And interesting! It's just that, you know, guys don't... they just don't get you. Hello? Hello?! Fuck... Whatever, bitch. (laughs) |
Amanda: |
Thank you, coach. |
Coach: |
You're a real pro, Mrs. De Santa. A real pro. Well, you're a great student. Now just loosen up those hips. |
Coach: |
Yeah, loosen them up. There you go. And follow through. Perfect. |
Amanda: |
Ohh, okay. I think I'm getting it. |
Coach: |
Ohhh, okay, Amanda. Now, just follow through. God, you've got great hips, you know that? Follow through. |
Amanda: |
Yeah, I could get used to this (laughs). |
Coach: |
Excellent. Yes! Now slide your hips slow and sit into it right here. No, right here. |
Amanda: |
Oh yeah... (laughs) I could totally get used to this (laughs). |
Coach: |
Yeah (laughs). Me too. |
NOTE: One of the following dialogues will play if the player is spotted by Jimmy, Tracey, or Amanda. |
Jimmy: |
Holy fucking shit, bro! Dad! Dad, there's a dude! Dad, help! Dad! |
The mission fails for being spotted. |
Tracey: |
(gasps) Who the fuck are you? Dad! Ahhhh! Dad! Ahhhhh! |
The mission fails for being spotted. |
Amanda: |
(laughs) Ahhh! Who the fuck are you? |
Amanda: |
Do something! Fucking do something! |
Coach: |
(Gets behind Amanda) Help! He's, he's black! Heeeelp! |
The mission fails for being spotted. |
After sneaking into the garage and retrieving the car, Franklin calls Simeon while on his way back to the showroom. |
Franklin: |
Eh, Simeon. I got the ride, man, I'm coming back. |
Simeon (Voice only): |
If you actually bring the repossession to me this time, I can have it back out on the street before the day is done. |
Michael, who unbeknown to Franklin was in the car all along, emerges from the rear seat and holds Franklin at gunpoint. |
NOTE: This dialogue will play if Franklin already left Michael's house. |
Michael: |
Ah, don't look around. You just keep driving where you're going. |
NOTE: This dialogue will play if Franklin didn't leave Michael's house yet. |
Michael: |
Don't look around. Take me where you're going. |
If Franklin stops and doesn't drive the car... |
Michael (Not Subtitled): |
*I said drive! *What, you need some motivation? Drive! *Take me where you were going! |
Franklin: |
Hey, come on, man, this was a repo job. Guy was behind on his fuckin' note. |
Michael: |
Unlikely, considering my son just got the car. And looking at the way you're going about this, my guess, you're working a credit fraud. |
Franklin: |
A credit fraud? Be serious, dude, I just work the fuckin' repos. |
Michael: |
I appreciate a kid who follows orders without taking responsibility. Yeah, maybe one day we'll have a beer, and I'll explain how the world really works. Who gives you the slip? |
Franklin: |
A car dealer, dog, by the name of Simeon Yetarian. |
Michael: |
So this businessman, he look legit to you? |
Franklin: |
Look, man, it's just between him and your fucking son. |
Michael: |
Don't worry. Me and Mr. Yetarian, we'll work this out. |
If Franklin approaches to the showroom after he and Michael finish their conversation: |
Franklin: |
Hey man, it's just up here. |
Michael: |
Okay. Stop the car. Pull up. |
While being held at gunpoint, Franklin stops near the showroom. |
Franklin: |
Yeah, that's the place, man. Whoa. |
Michael: |
Drive into it. Right through the fucking window, and fast. Or I'll put two rounds in the back of your skull, and do it myself. |
Franklin: |
Man, you can't be for real? |
Michael: |
I look like a fucking joke to you? |
Franklin: |
Man... Fuck my life, man. Fuck it. |
If Franklin doesn't take Michael to the dealership... |
Michael: |
This don't look like the way to no-credit alley to me. |
Franklin: |
Shit man, with traffic and all, this way is faster. |
Michael pistol whips Franklin in the back of his head, knocking him out. |
Michael: |
You just got a little bit dumber. |
The mission fails for disobeying Michael. |
Michael: |
*Ram it already! *I still got this gun to your head. |
Franklin drives at high speed to the showroom and plows through the window. |
Franklin: |
*Shiiiit! *Shitty situations, dog. *Daaaaamn! *Man, shit, nooo! |
Simeon: |
Franklin! What the fuck are you doing? |
Franklin: |
Mr. Simeon... It's not exactly how it looks. |
Michael: |
I always trump big for a job well done. Now get out of here, kid. |
Michael hands some cash over to Franklin as he leaves, and confronts a pissed Simeon. |
Simeon: |
You motherfucker! |
Michael and Simeon compete in a fist fight and Michael pins Simeon against Jimmy's car. |
Michael: |
You recognize this car? Huh? Does it look like it's worth five grand a month to you? |
Simeon: |
You fucking racist... |
Michael slams Simeon with the car door. |
Michael: |
I'll tell ya something, this thing's gonna need some serious bodywork before it's worth five grand a month. |
Michael hits him with the car door again, then grips him in a head lock. |
Simeon: |
He agreed to financing, I have his signature. |
Michael: |
Yeah? Did he agree to have some punk break into my fucking house? |
Michael: |
That kid might be a fucking idiot, but you are a fraudulent scumbag piece of shit. |
Michael throws Simeon onto the floor. |
Michael: |
Don't make me have to come back here. |
Michael exits the dealership. Moments later, he calls Dave Norton. |
Dave (Voice only): |
Michael. |
Dave (Voice only): |
To what do I owe you this pleasure? |
Michael: |
Just want to talk. |
Dave (Voice only): |
You behaving yourself? |
Dave (Voice only): |
And how are the kids? |
Michael: |
Great. Amanda, too. Wonderful. She sends her love. So how's the job? |
Michael: |
Really? Good guy? |
Dave (Voice only): |
He's okay. Well, it was nice to catch up. |
If the player switches to Franklin at this point, he's in the middle of a phone conversation with Lamar. |
Lamar (Voice only): |
Say again! How the fuck we get fired? |
Franklin: |
Man, it was partly all that bullshit you pulled, and partly the repo's old man making me crash the car into the dealership. |
Lamar (Voice only): |
(chuckles) You're the crazy-ass motherfucker in this partnership. You better spend 'em while you got 'em. |
Franklin: |
Yeah, if you say so. |
After a while, Franklin got a phone call from angry Simeon. |
Franklin: |
Eh, look, man... |
Simeon (Voice only): |
"LOOK"? You were like a son to me! "EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH"!!! Does that mean nothing to you?! |
Franklin: |
Man, the dude had a gun to my head... |
Simeon (Voice only): |
NO loyalty! NO integrity! You should have taken the bullet! My business... My totally legitimate business... You are fucked, my boy! FUCKED! |
If the player has Franklin and Michael meet with each other after the mission: |
Michael: |
Oh, hey. Uhh... look, I'm sorry you got in trouble with your boss. |
Franklin: |
Hey, you know, I'm sorry I broke into your house. |
Michael: |
Yeah, you're sorry you got caught. |
Franklin: |
Nah, actually I ain't... you know, one door closes and that shit. |
Michael: |
Ah, I tell you what. Let's have a beer sometime. |
Franklin: |
Uhh yeah, for sure, dog. I'll look you up. |
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