Vladimir Glebov: |
But he's a serf, and you're a countless. Talking about serfs... |
Mallorie Bardas: |
Oh, hey Niko. |
Mallorie Bardas: |
Huh. Good question. |
Vladimir Glebov: |
Hey, yokel. Your dumb cousin isn't here. Go get me a coffee. |
Vladimir Glebov: |
Get me a fucking coffee! Come on... I'll get you one. What? You keep staring at me, I'll burst one of your eyeballs. Gorgeous, this guy's a fucking creep! |
Mallorie Bardas: |
Give him a break. He's new in the country. |
Vladimir Glebov: |
I can see that. Did you walk here from nineteen eighty five? |
Vladimir Glebov: |
Excellent! Now stop fucking staring at me. I mean, I know I'm good looking and everything, but come on. |
Mallorie Bardas: |
Huh. About time. |
Roman Bellic: |
Vlad... Vladdy boy... what's going on? |
Vladimir Glebov: |
Roman! Roman boy... you tell me what's going on. |
Roman Bellic: |
Nice aftershave! What is that? "Sex Pest"? |
Vladimir Glebov: |
No, it's "Where Is My Fucking Money"? |
Roman Bellic: |
I had it, I had some of it... then those Albanians you said you would deal with came and smashed my computer. |
Vladimir Glebov: |
So it's my fault? |
Roman Bellic: |
I didn't say that... |
Roman Bellic: |
Anyway, Niko dealt with them... broke Dardan's arm, then beat up a couple more. Then we teach them a real lesson. |
Vladimir Gleboc: |
Is that so? I'll tell you what... while you don't pay, maybe you and Niko can do me a few favors. |
Mallorie Bardas: |
Later, Vlad. |
Mallorie Bardas: |
The phone's ringing. |
Roman Bellic: |
Hey? Yeah... okay... no, I can't do it; my cousin can do it. Yes he can drive. No, he's not a cop. His name is Niko. He'll be right over. Niko, sorry to ask, cousin... can you go pick up Jermaine, one of my regulars? He's over on Rotterdam Hill on Mohawk Avenue. |
Roman Bellic: |
What was this all about? |
Mallorie Bardas: |
Niko came in looking for you and Vlad told him to get a fucking coffee and Niko didn't want to. |
Roman Bellic: |
Coffee? What was he thinking? |
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Niko Bellic picks up Jermaine Andrews. |
Niko Bellic: |
Masterson Street it is, Jermaine. |
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Niko Bellic drives Jermaine Andrews to Masterson Street. (First Possible Dialogue) |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Shit. I thought Roman was gonna pick me up. I need someone I can trust for this run. |
Niko Bellic: |
I'm Roman's cousin. If you can trust him, you can trust me. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Ahh, he told me about you. You're Niko, right? The hotshot lady's man, cruising around the Mediterranean, breaking hearts and making millions? |
Niko Bellic: |
Yeah, I traded in the yacht for this cab. That's exactly the kind of bullshit I can imagine Roman making up. You've got to give him credit for his imagination. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Yeah, you gotta. I had a feeling you sounded too good to be true. The question is, are you willing to get your hands dirty? |
Niko Bellic: |
My hands haven't been clean for a long time. Being in Liberty City is just making them dirtier. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Ok, ok. I've got to pick up some hot parts from my lockup, you down? |
Niko Bellic: |
I ain't got no problem with that. Just don't tell me if you stole this shit from a hospital or a school for sick kids. My conscience is troubled enough already. |
Niko Bellic drives Jermaine Andrews to Masterson Street. (Second Possible Dialogue) |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Thanks for coming. Can you take me over to Masterson Street? |
Niko Bellic: |
Masterson Street it is, Jermaine. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Where's Roman? Are you a cop? You've got to tell me if you're a cop. That's the law. |
Niko Bellic: |
Actually, I don't think I would have to tell you if I was a cop. That's just some bullshit that cops circulate to trick people into doing deals with them. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
So, you're not a cop? |
Niko Bellic: |
No, I tried to join the LCPD. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Yeah... |
Niko Bellic: |
I'm Niko, Roman's cousin. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Shit, you just shoulda told me that. Jesus. You nearly gave me a heart attack. I wouldn't want no cop driving me to pick up a load of hot parts. |
Niko Bellic: |
You shouldn't have said that, Jermaine. I've grounds to arrest you now. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Ha ha. That's a joke, right? A funny fucking joke. You should let your cousin stick to the jokes. Making funny don't suit you. |
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Niko Bellic arrives at Masterson Street. Soon, the cops arrive. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
That door isn't meant to be open. Wait here while I take a look. The cops are onto me. Get us out of here! Lose the cops, man. Lose the fucking cops. Shit. |
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Niko Bellic tries to lose the cops. [These dialogues will play in random] |
Jermaine Andrews: |
I'm spinning out, man. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Get these cops off our tails. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Help man, you gotta shake these cops. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
I ain't going down, man. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Get rid of this heat. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Lose the cops, man. Lose the fucking cops. Shit. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Shit man, you gotta lose these cops. |
Niko Bellic escapes the wanted zone [These dialogues will play in random] |
Jermaine Andrews: |
I don't think they see us. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Now, if we can stay outta their sights for a little longer we be all good. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Alright, I don't think they know where we are. Don't attract an unnecessary attention. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Cool, I think we managed to shake them. We just need to lay low for another minute. |
Niko Bellic loses the cops. [These dialogues will play in random] |
Jermaine Andrews: |
They're gone. Thank you. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Great, we've lost them. That's a weight off my mind. |
Niko Bellic drives to Gibson Street. (First Possible Dialogue) |
Jermaine Andrews: |
So, what brings you to Liberty City, Niko? |
Niko Bellic: |
Roman, I guess, and some other things. I'm looking for something. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Good luck finding them. How's the hunt been going so far? |
Niko Bellic: |
Roman has had some issues with loan sharks that needed to be resolved. There's this asshole called Vlad who he owes money to as well... |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Good luck with that... |
Niko Bellic drives to Gibson Street. (Second Possible Dialogue) |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Did you come to Liberty City to drive cabs then? |
Niko Bellic: |
No, I didn't. Just like every other chumps who gets off a boat here. I thought things might be more exiting. This is just the beginning. It seems I need to sort out my cousin's life before I can work on my own. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Oh yeah, what's wrong with Roman's life. |
Niko Bellic: |
He appears to owe money to half of Hove Beach. I got rid of one group of loan sharks but this asshole. Vlad, he has his hooks into him as well. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Roman is lucky to have you here, Niko. |
Niko Bellic arrives at Gibson Street. Jermaine Andrews then enters. |
Jermaine Andrews: |
Okay, we're here. Thanks, man. Keep looking after Roman, a'ight. |
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Niko Bellic calls Roman Bellic |
Niko Bellic: |
Roman, I got your friend, Jermaine, where he wanted to go. |
Roman Bellic: |
Good Niko, thanks, thanks... can't talk, see you soon. |
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Jermaine Andrews is dead. |
Niko Bellic calls Roman Bellic. |
Niko Bellic: |
Roman, man, I got some bad news. Your client, Jermaine, he got hurt. |
Roman Bellic: |
Shit, Niko. He was one of my only regulars. This ain't good at all, man. Later on. |
Roman's car has been trashed. |
Niko Bellic calls Roman Bellic. |
Niko Bellic: |
Hey Roman, sorry about this, but your cab got trashed. |
Roman Bellic: |
Niko, how come you trash my cab but you never trash those tanks you drive back home? This is real bad, man. |
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