Gta Sa Officer Pulaski

'The Introduction' ScriptThis document is the script to 'The Introduction' which is a special bonus DVDwhich comes with the Double CD Soundtrack. The full document was written byKlaydoggy on December 4th, 2004.Please Note:This script contains foul language. The game and DVD is rated for matureaudiences only, and if you are easily offended, you should not read this script.Of course, you shouldn't be playing GTA anyway. But whatever.

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This script, andall GTA related property are copyrighted and owned by Rockstar Games and nocopyright infringement is intended through reproduction of the script.Authors Note:I got all the dialogue by watching the DVD with subtitles on and typing it out.If any corrections need to be made, email me at.At the moment, only GameFAQs, Psycopsy.com, GTA-SanAndreas.com and GTAGuides.comhave my permission to use this guide. If anyone else wants to use it, send me anemail asking me.Large Green Font indicates a title.Italic Font indicates an action or description of the scene.Bold Font indicates the speaker.Los SantosWalking out of a house towards the police carFrank Tenpenny: I knew that fat fuck would see it our way.Eddie Pulaski: Yeah, always do, once they understand the choiceswe're offering. Say Frank, what the hell we gonna do about this Hernandez coming on board with us?Frank Tenpenny: Exactly the same thing as last time. He's either gonnaplay our way, or he's gonna have a problem like that oversizedasshole back there. Look, I ain't worried about that, Pulaski, Pendelbury is more of a concern. If he does what he's threatening,then shit's about to get real interesting.Eddie Pulaski: Yeah. Hey Frank, how about passing me a Smoke?They drive offCuts to some Balla's smoking in a drivewayBalla 1: Hey, lemme hit some of that, homie.Balla 2: For sure, homie.Balla 1: Man, what's this cess bullshit?

Maria is a returning character from Grand Theft Auto III. Her role in GTA San Andreas is very small compared to her role in Grand Theft Auto III, but she is only there to tie loose ends in the story and show how she linked up with Salvatore. Maria is voiced by Debbie Mazar, who was born in 1964. There is only one type of crime in Los Santos. It is upto Los Santos' anti-gang unit (known as C.R.A.S.H) to end gangbanging and keep the city under control. The unit is led by Officer Frank Tenpenny and includes Officer Eddie Pulaski, and the unit's newest recruit Jimmy Hernandez. Tenpenny and Pulaski are corrupt. Jan 4, 2008 - GTA San Andreas had a gang of corrupt cops, run by officer. Below, it looks like officer Pulaski might be returning in Grand Theft Auto IV, as he.

Man, you ain't got nothing realto Smoke?Balla 2: That ain't cess, homie. That's that hydro.Balla 1: Man, whatever!Balla 2: Man, you sure about this thing?Balla 1: Man, I'm telling you, dude, Grove Street's gone to shit, man.They done.Balla 2: But we copping off of one of they O.G.s man. You sure this iscool, or this some kinda trap?Balla 1: Be cool, man. And if anyone tries shit.Pulls out his gunBalla 1: We blast 'em.Balla 2: For sure.Balla 1: Man, Grove Street ain't even no real gang no more, homie. Theyperpetrators, now they even know it. Shit changes.

And this shit.Pulls out drugsBalla 1: Changes everybody, man. Even O.G.s want a slice of this. And loyal customers.Balla 2: Guess you're right. That shit changes everything, don't it.Balla 1: For sure. Let's bounce, homie.Cut to inside Ryder's house.

Ryder is ironingRyder: The way I see it, man, I need to be in charge of my destiny,homie.Big Smoke: This way you will be, homie. This is all about destiny.You know I got your back, right homie?Ryder: Cool. How my shit look, fool?Big Smoke: Yeah, yeah, it's cool. Now, the way I see it is that we don'thave a choice.

Ain't nothing to feel bad about. You put a gun to abrother's head, brother's gonna do what he's told, no matter if he'sa fool or a wise man. You don't want a bullet in the brain, but ifyou can make it work and make some benjamins while you at it, thenthat's cool.Ryder: It's gonna take more than a bullet in the head to stop me.Big Smoke: I don't doubt that, homie.San FierroIn an abandoned lotT-Bone Mendez is beating the crap out of some guyT-Bone Mendez: You gonna tellme right now, homie. You better tell me what I want toknow.Mike Toreno: Hey Mendez!T-Bone Mendez stopsMike Toreno: Come on, enough.T-Bone Mendez: Punk ass.

I think this vato's a fucking rat, ese. I cansmell it on him.Mike Toreno: I think that's something else we can smell. He ain'tgoing to talk now.T-Bone Mendez: So what do we do now, holmes?Mike Toreno: I think I got us a buyer down in Los Santos.T-Bone Mendez: Por cuanto, holmes? How much?Mike Toreno: Not sure, yet.

But they're talking big. Up to a hundredK's a month, low risk.Mike Toreno's phone rings, he answers andT-bone goes back to work on the guyMike Toreno: Hello.

Yes,you read it correctly. Well, I'm sorry it seems that way to you.Yeah. It's unconventional, yes.T-Bone Mendez: (Talking to half dead guy) Come on. Get off me, man.Mike Toreno: (Still on phone) Well, when did your methods ever getresults? Hey, I know people who are dead because of you,so don't mess with me on this one, okay? It's vital that it goesahead.

History will understand. (Quietly) I've done a lot ofwork, they trust me now. No, you can't play with shit andnot get dirty. Everybody knows that. Even you, okay? Now look, Igotta go. I gotta go.Back to T-Bone Mendez who is still beating thisguyMike Toreno: Mendez!

That was a buyer. We gotta step upproduction. We're not thinking big enough here, okay? Myconnections in Panama can get is all the product we need, untouched!But you've got to arrange the market. So why don't you stop dancingwith your boyfriend here and get on it, alright?

Huh?T-Bone Mendez: Man, fuck it, man.Mike Toreno leavesT-Bone Mendez: I'm gonna get thispiece of shit outta here. (To the now dead guy) You weigh a lotfor a fucking dead body, man.Back in Los SantosSome Grove Street members are playing crapsSweet: Baby needs diapers!Rolls diceAll Together: Oh!Sweet: Shit!Big Smoke: Hey, fool, we losing the streets, man.Sweet: Nah.

We just standing by our principles, homie.Big Smoke: But our principles are making us bitches, man. Every day,Ballas get stronger, and you and I get weaker.

You and I get poorer,man!Sweet: Man, that shit'll blow over. It always does.Big Smoke: Oh whatever, man!Jeffrey, OG Loc walks right into the gameOG Loc: Man, whoever heard of a gangster rapper calledJeffrey, man?Big Smoke: Hey Jeffrey, man, you're messing up the game, man!OG Loc: OG Loc! Now that's a gangster name, man. Like Sweet, orBig Smoke.Big Smoke: Jeffrey, you ain't no gangster.Sweet: Man, you ain't never put in no work for the set. You afriend, but you ain't no gangster.OG Loc: Man, I'm for real, homie. For real!Sweet: Okay, cool!

Now kick rocks, you messin' up my game.OG Loc: You know what? I'm gonna prove to y'all how real I am.

Watch me!Sweet: Jeffrey, go to college, man! Make something of yourself.Me and the fat man, we messed our lives up. We fucked up in thegame, man. We products of the environment. Don't be a idiot, man.Make us proud. Do shit different, baby.OG Loc: But I'm a gangster rapper!

Gta Sa Officer Pulaski Il

It's my calling, homie!Big Smoke: Look man, do whatever you want, but get the fuck outta here.Sweet: (Laughing) No, man, go be a gangster someplace else, baby.OG Loc: (Walking away) Forget y'all!Big Smoke: (To Sweet) This ain't a playground craze, man. This isthe biggest money-making opportunity that guys like us will eversee.Sweet: I got all the shit I need. Man, I thought we was in thisfor the hood, not destroying the family, man. This Grove Street,nigga. Roll the dice!Big Smoke: Talking of holding families together, you heard from CJlately?Sweet: We ain't speaking. He got his own life.

More than hedeserves.Big Smoke: What- what- what, Brian been dead, what, five years now?Sweet: Yeah, CJ have five years when he should have been dead.Man, I lost two brothers, man. One got killed and one showedhimself, old perpetratin' ass bitch.Big Smoke: You real gangsta, man, but you gotta lighten up. See, CJ,he's.Sweet: CJ running 'round like a fool on the east coast. He canrot in hell for all I give a fuck.Liberty CityRed Light District. Carl Johnson, (CJ) is walking around to various cars tryingto get into them, but they are locked.CJ: Damn, Shit!A car stops at a red light right next to CJ. He heads over to the driver sidedoor.

Opens it quickly.CJ lands a quick punchDriver: Oh!CJ: Get out of the car!Throws the driver to the streetDriver: What the.CJ: Out! Now!Gets in the car and peels outNow driving towards St. Marks area talking on a cell phoneCJ: Yo.

Hey,wassup, man? I never knew my dad,but my brother used to make my life miserable.

Yeah, well,that's what family for. Anyway, I got that thing you wanted.Want me to shoot it by the garage? I gotta get thisthing off the street, man. It's way hot. All right, cool.Later.Hangs upCut to Salvatore Leone's office in his house in St. MarksSalvatore Leone: So, Johnny, you want five million dollarsof my money?Johnny Sindacco: I want to help you make a fortune, Mr.Leone.My father wants to unite our organizations.Salvatore Leone: The Sindaccos and the Leones?

That's impossible. That'sbeen impossible since your associates whacked my cousin. Hey,you know me. Business is business.

The personal stuff isnonsense. I'd like to see a way past this bullshit. Now wherewere we?Johnny Sindacco: Uh, you was.

Seeing a way past this?Salvatore Leone: No, I was saying I'd like to, and you were asking me forfive million dollars. So, let me understand it. I go in on yourcasino, take a third stake alone with your organization, and theForelli's, then I let you guys manage my investment for me?Johnny Sindacco: Bingo!Salvatore Leone: Yeah. You must really think my mother, God resther soul, fucked an idiot instead of my father.

Are you callingmy mother an idiot who goes with morons?One of Salvatore'sbodyguards stands up and gets close to Johnny Sindacco. Johnny gets upJohnny Sindacco: No, of course not, Mr.

I'm only making an offer.Clearly, I misinterpreted your intentions here. Look, I humblyapologize. Forgive me.Salvatore stands up, madSalvatore Leone: Sit down or I'll slit yourthroat myself!Johnny Sindacco sitsSalvatore Leone: You little cocksucker. Eversince Sonny Forelli got himself pasted all over Florida, you thinkyou run things in this town. You show me no respect.

You insultmy family. He ain't fit to wipe my ass. I'd fuckan elephant before I'd fuck your mother. How does that feel?Johnny Sindacco: Mr. Leone, I think you're just misunderstanding.Salvatore Leone: Hey, you're a good kid.

Me, I'm just an old fool. Whatdo I know? Nothing, really. Actually, less than nothing. Youcan have the money.Johnny Sindacco: We can?Salvatore Leone: If you give me control of the books.Johnny Sindacco: Yeah, you see, we can't do that, Mister Leone.Salvatore Leone: Then, I meant it. Your mother's a fucking transvestite.I got an idea. What about a third party?

An independent guy.He runs the place, and together we run him.Johnny Sindacco: We can't do that, Mr. We got our guy in therealready.Salvatore Leone: Get rid of him. Show me exactly how much you want myorganization's involvement.Las VenturasOutside of the Fort Carson Medical CenterKen Rosenberg walks out of the building, talking to himselfKen Rosenberg: I don't need a bump. I don't need a bump. I don't needa bump.

Coke is for the weak. Coke is for the weak. Winners win and losers hit the rails andnail hookers.

I am in control of my own destiny! (sighs) Ineed a job. I've been disbarred from the law. But I'm incontrol. I've done it. I'm cleaner than a newtoilet seat.

I don't need a bump! (startsto hitchhike) I could use a ride.

Ah, this sucks.Los SantosFrank Tenpenny is on a cell phone outside a donut shop leaning on theirpolice carFrank Tenpenny: Listen to me, son. I don't give a fuck about you, Idon't give a fuck about your principles, I don't give a fuckabout your friends. People who get in my way get fucked with.Now, you got paid. You took the money.Eddie Pulaski comes towardthe car from the donut placeFrank Tenpenny: I'm trying to set you up for lifehere, boy, and you're inadequate. You're no use to me at all,boy.

Maybe I should kill you instead? (To Eddie) Eddie,organize a hit squad.Eddie Pulaski: Not a problem.Frank Tenpenny: (Back into the phone) You hear that? You feelin' mehere? You about to wake up with your head fifty feet away fromyour body, son. Do what we agreed. Oh, you think you can putone over on me? I don't think so.

This week!Hangs up the phoneEddie Pulaski: All good, pal?Frank Tenpenny: Pal? I'm your superior officer and don't you forgetthat shit! But yeah, all good.Eddie Pulaski: So is he gonna do it?Frank Tenpenny: Didn't I say it's all good?They get into the carEddie Pulaski: So we gonna go get the kid?Frank Tenpenny: Yeah. Let's initiate the little bastard onto theforce.Cuts to a Slow shot following a green Sabre out of a garageThen cuts back to Ken Rosenberg at a payphone in Las VenturasKen: Ah, yes. Tommy Vercetti, please.

Tell him Ken Rosenbergcalled. Ken Rosenberg. You haven't heard of me?

Who are you?Ken Rosenberg. You told him Icalled? Look, I made that ingrate, and now he won't take mycalls? Just put him on the phone right now!

Hello?Damn it!Hangs upSalford, EnglandCuts to Kent Paul hanging up a phone, they are in a recording studioPaul: I got the signature! I am now the proud and legalmanager of The Gurning Chimps.

(To Maccer) You're mine, Maccer,son. Fifty grand it cost me to buy you out of yourcontract. You're like a race horse or a great little sloshpot.Guaranteed banker. This time, my son, this time!Maccer: Fucking great, kiddo. Give us a hug!Paul: Come here!They hugMaccer: I love you, lad.

(Still hugging) I'venever felt like this before.Paul: Fantastic, son. A bit of emotion never hurt no one.(Still hugging) Err, great.Paul lets go, Maccer still huggingPaul:Yeah, let me go now.

You're sweating.Maccer: Wow! These doves are blinding. I'm rushing me cock off!Paul: How many have you done, then?Maccer: Nineteen. Give it some! You got any B, Pablo?Paul: No!Maccer walks awayPaul: (Quietly) Fifty grand forthis northern prick.Maccer: America! I can't fucking wait!Liberty CityCJ walking down an alley in the red light district.

A man walksby him going the other direction. CJ quickly turns around, pulls out a pistol andshoves the man against the wallCJ: Give me your fucking money!Man: All right, man. All right, man.Gives CJ his walletMan:Here, man. Here, man, take it.CJ takes the walletCJ: Yeah.Man: Come on, man, just don't shoot me.CJ hits the man in the head with the pistol, walks awayCJ: Punkass motherfucker!Scene cuts to the desert of San Andreas.

Two men are diggingMan 1: Hey, how's your woman?Man 2: She's a ball buster. Ever since we moved to Venturas, allshe wants to do. Spend, spend, spend.

For Christ sakes, I gotbetter luck on the tables.Man 1: Yeah, I hear you. Hey, give me a hand with this guy, willyou?Man 2: Yeah.The digging stops, Man 1 walks over to a bodyon the groundMan 2: I mean, why'd we whack Mickey anyhow? He was a standup guy.Man 1: I dunno, something about money.Man 2: Oh man.Getting out of the holeMan 2: What, he was on the take?Man 1: Nah, he was kosher.

A little too kosher.They pick up the bodyMan 1: That's why he had to go.Man 2: Oh, I get it.Man 1: Yeah, he was declaring too much money, so we gotta get a new guyin. You know, I hear the Leones are lending the bosses somemoney.Man 2: The Leones?They put down the body on the groundMan 1: Yeah.Man 2: Get the fuck outta here. We hate the Leones.Man 1: I know. That's what I said to Johnny, but he said theyneeded the money.They kick the body into the holeMan 2: Buona notte,dirtball.Man 1: So, Mickey gets capped, so we get a new guy in, whoeverybody bullies. Then, when he misbehaves.Man 2: We dig another hole.Goes to get the shovelMan 1: Exactly. Hey, you hear about Bobby back east?Man 2: No, what?Man 1: He's gone queer. Can you believe that shit?Man 2: Oh Mother of Christ Almighty, I've seen everything!Man 1: Minchia!Man 2 starts to cover up the body with dirtCut to Salvatore's office in St.

MarksJohnny Sindacco walks inJohnny Sindacco: So, we got a vacancy. We kept our end ofthe bargain.Salvatore Leone: Then I guess we're on. You want something to drink?Johnny Sindacco: No, no, I'm good, thank you. So who's gonna run thiscasino for us?Salvatore Leone: Hey, we're gonna need a real idiot. A guy we can allpush around. There's this lawyer, used to work for the Forelli'sdown in Florida. I heard he's sniffing around for a job.

Justgot out of rehab or something.Johnny Sindacco: Yeah, that'll work.Salvatore Leone: I'll make a call.Johnny Sindacco: Great.Salvatore Leone: Hey.They shake handsSalvatore Leone: Don't fuck this up, kid.Cuts to another slow shot of the green Sabre driving through an alleyGoes to Frank Tenpenny and Eddie Pulaski in their police car parked outsidethe Los Santos PDOfficer Hernandez walks up to the carEddie Pulaski: So you're the new kid, huh?Officer Hernandez: Yeah, been working on the streets three years though,and I realize there is only one kind of crime in Los Santos. That's why I joined CRASH.Eddie Pulaski: Get in the car, kid.Officer Hernandez gets in the back, they start to driveOfficer Hernandez: I was called in on this domestic dispute case once.You got this young kid, okay? Can't be more than twenty yearsold, beating up his wife.

So I figure, easy, right? No man hitsa woman. Well, it turns out this woman spends all day freebasingand nearly let their kid starve to death. All right, so what doI do?

I could take this guy in, and leave a little kid with adrug-addict mother, or I let a guy off with beating up his wife.I mean, it's difficult out there.Frank Tenpenny: Domestic violence?Officer Hernandez: Yeah, yeah. Serious stuff, man.Frank Tenpenny: Yeah, I'm sure. Eddie, pull over.They pull overFrank Tenpenny:Well, I deal with drug dealers, gang bangers and psychotics, allof them chasing after a lot of money, none of them scared to killme, you, or all our families, if they think it will help them.Now this is a bit more serious than a domestic dispute, pal.Officer Hernandez: I didn't mean anything by it. I was just-Frank Tenpenny: I'm not really interested in what you meant to say.See, what you said was you found a woman on drugs a difficultsituation. Now how the hell am I supposed to trust you if you'reso easily confused?Officer Hernandez: Look, I'm a good cop.Frank Tenpenny: This ain't about being a good cop, Pepe.Eddie Pulaski: It's about taking control of the streets from thefucking savages who've got it now!Officer Hernandez: I know!Frank Tenpenny: Then you'll do what it takes?Officer Hernandez: Yeah, whatever it takes!Frank Tenpenny: 'Cause this is a game of percentages, 24/7, 365. We'rejust trying to screw as many bad guys as we can.Officer Hernandez: Yeah, I know.Frank Tenpenny: That means letting some bad guys get away with things.Eddie Pulaski: And sometimes it means doing shit that you ain't proudof, because you're strong enough and smart enough to understandthe bigger picture.Officer Hernandez: Look, I know.Frank Tenpenny: You don't know shit. Get the fuck out of the car, ese.Officer Hernandez gets outCuts to another shot of the green Sabre driving down the streetin GantonCuts to Las Venturas, inside the Caligula's Palace casino officeKen Rosenberg is sitting at the desk.

Suddenly, Salvatore Leone walks in witha bodyguard, angrySalvatore Leone: Are you enjoying yourself, huh?Ken is getting upKen Rosenberg: N-no! I just- you know, just getting a feelfor the place.Salvatore Leone: So this is the way it is.

You're sitting here already,having a good time. Me, five million in the hole to the Sindacco's,and you not doing a thing about it? Huh?Ken Rosenberg: No, not at all.

I spoke with Johnny. He explainedeverything.Salvatore Leone: Oh, you spoke with Johnny?Ken Rosenberg: Yeah, he came by-Salvatore Leone: You spoke with him, huh?Ken Rosenberg: Yeah!Salvatore Leone: Did you suck him off as well, you little fucking weasel?You're my man, not his! I got a good mind to end this here andnow, you Judas, you rat!Ken Rosenberg: Come on, sir! I thought that was the job.Salvatore Leone: Oh, you thought that was the job?

Mike, (to bodyguard)get the door.Mike shuts the doorSalvatore pulls a gun on Ken and grabs himSalvatore Leone: I'm the job! Me and my money. And I want it back, andI want it back fast. Johnny fucking Sindacco even so much asblinks at you, I want to hear about it. You find a way to getme my money and fast. Understood?Ken Rosenberg: Yes!

Understood.Salvatore puts the gun away, Ken sits downSalvatore Leone: And cheer up. Have some fun around here. This issupposed to be a casino, not a monastery. Christ, I've had morefun taking a crap than I've had here. Come on, go get me a drink.Ken gets upSalvatore Leone: Smile, schmuck!Cuts to Los Santos, Eddie Pulaski is kicking a downed police officer, FrankTenpenny and Officer Hernandez are standing and watchingEddie Pulaski: (Yelling) Who you gonna tell now?Frank Tenpenny: (Stopping Eddie Pulaski) Eddie, chill out, man.Eddie Pulaski: The prick's still breathing.Frank Tenpenny: That's good. Officer Hernandez. Finish him off.Offers Officer Hernandez a gunOfficer Hernandez: Come on.

Don't make me do this!Frank Tenpenny: Say what?Officer Hernandez: I can't.Frank Tenpenny: Hey, I thought you understood.Officer Hernandez: He's a fucking cop, you maniac.Eddie Pulaski: Not no more he ain't.Frank Tenpenny: We went over this. It's about percentages.Officer Hernandez: I know!Frank Tenpenny: So who's side you on, his or mine?Officer Hernandez: Yours, Frank! Yours!Frank Tenpenny: Then be a fucking man. You cap him, or I cap you.Officer Hernandez takes the gun but is reluctant to shootEddie Pulaski: Come on, do it!

Pull the trigger!Officer Hernandez shoots the copCuts to another shot of the green Sabre driving down thestreet Sweet's house is on. There are two Balla's in the car.They circle around to CJ's and Sweet's mothers house and openfire with a big drive-by.

As they flee, an GSF member fires at the car butdoesn't get anyone.Sweet rushes into the houseSweet: No! Hell!Kendl runs toward the houseKendl: Oh Momma! No!Sweet comes back outside and stops her from going inSweet: Come on, girl! Momma!Kendl: No! No!Cuts to Kendl sitting on the front porch.

Sweet is standing above her talkingon a phoneSweet: CJ, it's your brother.CJ: (On the phone) Okay. What you want?Sweet: I think you better come home. It's about Momma.She's dead, bro.Cuts to CJ looking sad in a car, shaking his headWelcome to San AndreasThe end.Huge thanks toKlaydoggy for writing out this script and offering GTA-SanAndreas.com permissionto post it.Design, layout and all images areCopyright of Vendetta, Psy and GTA-SanAndreas.com.Please read our, for more information.