NOTE: The following cutscene will play only if the player has an insufficient amount of Empire Building sites. |
Victor: |
What are you doing slouching around in here? We're at war, dummy. |
Lance: |
Yeah, and you're the soldier - so go, soldier! |
Victor: |
And what are you gonna do? |
Lance: |
I'm a behind the scenes man: infiltration, intelligence, logistics, you know what I'm saying? |
Victor: |
I tell you what - why don't you just stay here while I do everything? |
Lance: |
Can I get that in writing? |
Phil: |
Comrade, come here! |
Victor: |
What are you doing here? |
Phil: |
I heard there was gonna be a party, so I brought fireworks! |
Phil: |
I love that guy...yeah! |
Umberto: |
There he is! (chuckles) Mr. Victor Vance, the punk who needs our help. |
Umberto: |
You grow any cojones yet, lady boy? |
Lance: |
(not in subtitles) Yo, bro! |
Victor: |
(not in subtitles) What's up, man? |
Umberto: |
Your brother, man. (chuckles) At least one of you has something up here and a lot down here, huh? |
Lance: |
So, if you guys are ready, let's do this. |
Victor: |
Hey, Lance, come here, man. |
Victor: |
What the hell's going on? |
Lance: |
We're about too get hit by those Mendez guys, thought we could use some of your buddies to crash the party. |
Lance: |
Help out. What, did I do wrong again? |
Victor: |
No, no, no, no, man. For once, you did very right. Let's go deal with these pricks. |
Lance: |
Yeah, let's pop! (laughs) |
Everyone goes outside. Phil and Umberto's gang head out in a Gang Rancher, while Vic and Lance use the Infernus. |
Victor: |
We should spread out and cover as much ground as we can. Let me know if you need any help. |
Lance: |
Wait up, I'm gonna need some heavy artillery for this gig...hello, Mr. M4! M-for-Motherfucker, that's right! Let's go. |
Vic and Lance head to the first business under attack, taking out the Mendez Cartel goons that keep coming after them. |
Lance: |
*My name is Lance Vance, it's time to dance! *Simon says: eat lead and play dead. *I'm lean, and I'm mean, and I'm here to clean! |
Vic and Lance finish with the first business and head to the second business under attack. |
Lance: |
C'mon, Vic, we got 'em on the run! Man, we're the badasses on the block! Let's get to the next ass-kicking. Did you see me taking 'em down? I'm the black killa from Manilla! The Manilla Blilla! |
Vic and Lance arrive at the second business under attack, attacking more Mendez goons. |
Lance: |
*I'm the Lance Vance-erator. *Ain't nothing can hurt me. *I'll put you all in a Lance Vance trance! |
Vic and Lance finish with the second business and head to the third business under attack. |
Lance: |
They're running for it! Time to turn up the pain! We rolled over them like a big bowling ball. Let's find another lane of pain, c'mon! Aw, man, this is easy. |
Victor: |
We've been lucky so far. Stop being such a dick, "Lance-erator". |
Lance: |
I killed more than you - I should be in charge of this outfit. |
Vic and Lance arrive at the third business under attack, attacking more Mendez goons. |
Lance: |
*Let's get after them. *Look at them run! (laughs) *We're kicking their asses! *I can't believe it - we're winning. |
Once the last of the Mendez Cartel goons dies. Vic and Lance reign victorious once more. |
Lance: |
I just received a message from Umberto and Phil. They've been kicking asses, just like us. |
Victor: |
You mean we did it? We won? |
Lance: |
Yeah! The Mendez brothers can kiss my ass. They thought they could take us down. |
Victor: |
This ain't over yet. |
Lance: |
They're finished! We should take the fight to them, and I know just the man to make it happen. |
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