Lance: |
I am Lance Vance, baby - you can trust me. Lance T Vance - T for "Trust"...great. Yeah, love. I love you, man! No, not in a funny way...yeah, a'ight. Ciao. |
Victor: |
Didn't sound like nothing. |
Lance: |
Vic, look at me - it was nothing! |
Victor: |
And you look at me - what was that about? |
Victor: |
Like I haven't heard that before. What have you done? |
Lance: |
I found a way in - two kids, broken home, no education, no father... |
Victor: |
(not in subtitles) What? |
Lance: |
...and rich as shit! It's the American dream, baby! Pete with good medical treatment. |
Lance: |
We're young at heart! Listen, I met a big player - and we'll get big money for doing absolutely nothing. |
Victor: |
This better not be drugs. |
Lance: |
We won't be touching no drugs, man, c'mon! Y'know, I'm your brother, you can trust me. |
Vic and Lance head outside at midnight and get into a Cheetah. |
Victor: |
So, who is this 'player'? |
Lance: |
My man's name is Forbes: he's gonna call us at the burger bar any minute now, so let's get down there pronto. |
Vic and Lance head to a nearby King Knuts bar, where Lance talks to Forbes on the phone. |
Lance: |
So merchandise is hidden in the car's side panels? Ah, yeah, no problem... |
After Lance finishes talking with Forbes... |
Lance: |
Okay, we're gonna pick up Forbes' car. |
Victor: |
That's it? No drugs? Some 'player'. |
Lance: |
Man, give me a break! There's no winning with you. |
Vic and Lance see robbers inside the bar. |
Lance: |
Aw, shit! You gotta be kidding me. |
Robber: |
Okay, nobody move! C'mon, hands where I can see 'em! Do it! |
All civilians raise their hands, but one civilian decides to run off, and gets gunned down by one of the robbers. |
Robber: |
I said nobody fucking move! |
Vic and Lance attempt to escape the bar, either by killing the robbers or simply leaving. Either way, Lance and Vic find themselves surrounded by cops outside, being mistaken for the robbers. |
Lance: |
Man, that's just typical! They think we did it?! This is bullshit! |
Vic and Lance make their escape and head to the Civil Asset Forfeiture Impound in Viceport, where Forbes' car is waiting. They kill the impound guards that stand in their way and enter the car, where its alarm goes off. |
Lance: |
C'mon, let's get the car outta here. |
Victor: |
I don't get it, how is stealing one dumb car gonna make us rich? |
Lance: |
I've got everything covered, man. |
Victor: |
Are there drugs hidden in the car? |
Lance: |
Just chill, man. Be cool. |
Vic and Lance jump the ramp and escape the impound lot. |
Lance: |
Great driving, Vic...but, um, it's best that I take it from here. |
Victor: |
Hey-hey, what are you doing?! |
Lance takes the driving seat and kicks Vic out of the car. |
Lance: |
Forbes doesn't know you, man, he wouldn't trust you. See you later, baby! |
Victor: |
LANCE! You asshole! |
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