[classic swim]

- Ladies Half Price. • 2008 Luis Lopez was forced to play along with Niko Bellic & Packie McReary if he wanted his Ancelotti problem temporarily resolved + the weight of having the diamonds off his shoulders.

Tony: Either we give them to the Russian, and Ancelotti kills us. Or we give them over to the kidnappers. Gracie lives, and we take our chances with the Russian. Luis: Alright, man. Sounds like you got everything figured out. Tony: I got nothing figured out. Half the city wants to kill me, but they'll be lucky if they can get a chance before I die of a heart attack! Luis: Easy, Tone.

Niko: Maybe Gracie ain't so different. You normally just shove so much coke up a girl's nose she may as well be tied up. Packie: You're in a mood, ain't ya Niko? Is it finally beginning to sink in that my sister's chastity belt don't come off? Niko: Fuck you. Packie: Fuck you! Gracie: *Fuck the both of you.*

Luis: Slow up, man. What have the diamonds got to do with Gracie? What the fuck have WE got to do with Gracie? Shouldn't her old man be handling this? Tony: Apparently, the kidnappers have asked for these rocks, and we aren't being given much of a choice about it. If you catch my meaning. Luis: Oh great. Angry mobsters, kidnappers, maniacs. Sounds like another fun day.

Packie: Gracie, watch your mouth. Niko is a good friend of mine. Don't say that about him. Gracie: *Fuck you.* Packie: Gracie, you're sweet. I know I'm too good for him, but sometimes a guy has got to hang out with lowlifes like Niko here. He's got his uses. Gracie: *I'll give you some fucking uses.* Packie: That's right! He is definitely a bad influence on me.

Packie: Niko, me and Gracie is waiting for you just off Frankfort Avenue in Northwood. Looks like our joyful time with her is coming to an end. Niko: That's a fucking tragedy. We should throw her a goodbye party. Packie: That's the plan. Hopefully someone might bring a big present for us to this shindig as well. Maybe a big bag of diamonds will help us get over the pain of losing her.

Gerry McReary: I don't think I'll be getting out anytime soon. Been a great laugh. Look after yourself.

Happy birthday Disco!

Brucie: Tough, but with a sensitive side.

Brucie: Y’know, you're a lot like me...yeah. That's right you're like a lone wolf. An adventurer.

Roman: Man, I'm going to see some vagina tonight! Luis: You walked in with one, bro. Roman: What?

... • 2008 Brucie’s throwing Roman Bellic a bachelor party. Which basically amounts to what they do every other night anyway.

Bulgarin: You and your f***’t boss will be killed for this. I will do everything in my power to- Luis: Shit, I think the signal's dropping, man. Later, bro.

Luis: He cut that cook's head off. Long story short he wants us dead. Tony: Poor old chef. What were you doing talking to these guys without me, Lou?

- In The Crosshairs. • 2008 The diamonds Liberty City’s most hardened criminals have spent the past months playing hot potato with belonged to Ray Bulgarin. Russian’s got it in his head that Luis knew or care of the rocks origins... making Lopez a higher priority on Bulgarin’s hitlist than Niko.

Luis: Yo, what the fuck? Is that the guy we bought the ice from? Bulgarin: You colluded with him to steal from me.

Bulgarin: ...I believe you partnered with him in a diamond deal.

Bulgarin: Have you... opened it yet?

Luis: Yeah, what's up. I'm here. Bulgarin: Ah, yeah okay. You are in position. Do you see a box in front of you?

Phil: This ain't a fucking joke. You got a wife, you got a ma, don't play around with your life. Niko: Don't play around with other people's lives either. I don't want to take a bullet or a stint in the pen for anyone else's fuck up. Frankie: Alright guys, shit. I'm sorry.

- To Live and Die in Alderney. • 2008 Either the heroin’s revealed its curse yet again, or Phil’s nephew Frankie is a fucking idiot. Niko & Phil escape from Sal’s with the FIB on their tail.

Frankie: I ain't seen a soul, boss. It's a ghost house.

“You know, since you don't look like you're full of crap... how could I say no?” - Phil Bell

Niko: Why do you think I put my neck on the line for you? Because I need help with something.