Victor Vance enters Jerry Martinez's Office, who is sitting at the desk smoking a cigarette. |
Victor: |
Vic Vance reporting for duty, sir! |
Martinez: |
Ha ha ha! Relax, relax. Are you well? |
Victor: |
Yes, thank you. Sergeant. |
Martinez: |
Good. In here, you can call me Jerry. |
Martinez: |
Okay... Jerry, huh? Heh heh! |
Jerry gets off the desk and asks him a few questions. |
Martinez: |
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 the gun in the hopes that maybe you'll get to shoot someone, huh? Ha ha ha! |
Victor: |
I got a difficult family. I got responsibilities. |
Martinez: |
What, kids? A broad giving you shit? |
Victor: |
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. |
Martinez: |
So, you joined the army... to get rich? |
Victor: |
Not exactly. But y'know, my dad he came from DR, we didn't have a lot of opportunities. What else was I supposed to do? Why did you join up? |
Victor: |
Why are you messing with me, sergeant? |
Martinez: |
I ain't. Chill. Relax. Take a seat. |
Victor goes to sit down in front of Martinez's desk. |
Martinez: |
Look, Vic; there are plenty of opportunities for a man who knows the game to make real money. So- |
Victor: |
I don't want any real trouble, man. |
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 stands back up and tries to leave Martinez's office. |
Victor: |
Listen, I don't think this is for me. So if there's nothing else... |
Martinez: |
Hey, relax, huh? Come on, Vic. I need a favor. No risk. |
Victor: |
So why do you need me if there's no risk? |
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: |
Okay. Just this one favor and that's it. |
Victor leaves Martinez's office. |
Later on, Victor Vance meets Jerry Martinez outside his barracks and gives an explanation on the job he gives to Victor. |
Martinez: |
Listen. if plans change, I'll let you know. |
Martinez: |
It's a pager, tough guy. Welcome to the 80s, Vic. |
Victor drives on Martinez' motorcycle to the V.I.P. terminal at Escobar International Airport, and meets a dealer. |
Dealer: |
Hey, army boy! Jerry sent you, si? |
Victor: |
Jerry? Uh, Sergeant Martinez, sure. |
Dealer: |
Heh! Come with me, soldier. I've got something for your boss. |
Victor and the dealer head down to the docks of the airport terminal, where a Marquis is docked. |
Victor: |
Man, life's been good to you! |
Dealer: |
Hm-hm! Come on, let's take a ride. |
Victor and the dealer get on the boat which starts to set sail. |
Dealer: |
Here's Jerry's stuff! Tell him my cut goes up next time! Vice City's getting too peligroso for us freelancers. |
Some hitmen in speedboats start to approach Victor and the dealer. |
Dealer: |
Speaking of which, we've got company! Grab that gun and take them out! |
Victor tries to shoot the hitmen in speedboats with an Assault Rifle while the dealer's ship catches fire. |
Victor and the dealer jump out of the ship while it explodes and swim to shore. |
Victor runs back to the Fort Baxter Military base barracks. |
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