Damn, that bitch is bad!
Oh yeah!
Sup, y'all!
What's up, CJ?
Turn that TV off right quick.
Listen up, fellas,
like we were saying. No more base in the streets.
Peep this - we're gonna unite the Families once more.
Because the Ballas have been pumping our guys full of base for too long,
while we argue amongst ourselves.
So all the Families sets are gonna meet down at the Jefferson Motel.
I say it's time we went down there and made it official.
Keep that shit off our streets!
I vote I'm our representative on this one.
That's right.
Hey, It's all good, If Sweet thinks he can handle it, I'm down with him, man.
A'ight - let's roll, homies.
Let's do this!
Yeah, Let's go man.
Say, CJ, you gonna crash the car again?
Fuck you, Ryder.
Ryder, give CJ a break, man. He's practically turned the Grove around by himself.
Man, I was just telling a joke on the lil' nigga.
Everything you do is a joke, Ryder.
That ain't true!
Ryder... just chill the fuck out, man!
Remember, we're reuniting the families, so no bullshit. Stay cool.
You know me, Sweet, cool as a Shaolin monk!
Especially you, Ryder.
What you mean? I resent your implication, and shit.
OK, it's strictly one rep per set - you guys are gonna have to wait here.
We'll be there just in case, bro.
Thanks, homie, but I'm down with these boys.
I don't like this, man. Look at all them other family hoods! They used to be Grove Streets.
Relax. We straight, they straight. How about you, Smoke?
Hey, I'm feelin' a little exposed, but I'm good.
This is the Los Santos Police Department; Everybody stay where you are!
All units Rock'n'roll!
Man, what you doing?
Carl, get back in, man, we outta here baby!
I ain't leavin' my brother, I ain't no buster!
Man, it's every motherfucker for himself!
Where the OG's at! - I gotta get my brother, Sweet.
They were meeting in the back of the motel someplace...
(Door Breaks) Go! Go! Go!
Families! Cops coming in from behind!
Get into positions!
Get some suppressing fire in there!
Unit down, repeat, Unit down! Give me some fucking Covering fire!
What took you? Where's Smoke and Ryder?
They shook on us!
Fuck it, lets get outta here!
This is the Los Santos Police Department: Stay where you all are!
CJ, that chopper's all over us! Hit it!
CJ, dump on that helicopter!
This is Buzzard 1, we are taking ground fire!
CJ, that chopper's all over us! Hit it!
Mayday, Mayday! Buzzard 1 is going down!
Come on CJ, Let's go!
Ah shit, What now?
It's Smoke and Ryder!
Get in!
Hit the gas!
Man, I'm running low!
I got a 'K here!
Just fucking antique?
Yeah, well... Emmet ain't the Pentagon!
You got it off Emmet? Shit...
CJ, cover the rear!
Man, they got smoked! Did you see that?
Damn! That was close!
Man, it's getting intense! It's getting worse out here!
It's like World War 8!
Hey, CJ, watch to the left!
Your left or my left?
Hell, I don't know, just shoot everybody, motherfucker!
Four bangers in Blue 4 door heading back into South Central.
Trouble up ahead!
Carl, they all over our ass, baby!
CJ, watch our right!
Waste of good donuts.
Let's roll.
Eyes front, CJ!
Surprise, homeboy!
Holy Shit! Look at that!
I wish I'd have stayed home and watched the fucking game!
Carl, Behind us! Behind us! Put up Your Window!
Smoke, What the fuck are you doing?
Dammit, Smoke, I got soap in my eyes!
Smoke, you're insane!
I like things clean!
Hey, CJ, watch to the left!
Hey, ain't we been here before?
Hey, I'm taking what options I have, a'ight?
Maybe if you have a nice word with these officers they'll let us on our way!
Heads up, brother!
Hey, man, some idiot's hanging off the back of the car!
Somebody shoot him!
Oh shit! All I got in my rear view is bad guys!
CJ, cover the rear!
[near the end of a huge police chase]
Oh shit! Roadblock up ahead!
(Gun Jams) The K's jammed!
Fuck it, I'm going through!
CJ, we got the ghetto bird up ahead!
This is the LSPD, do not...
HEY! WHAT THE FUCK? TOO LOW, YOU'LL KILL US ALL!
Back up Smoke, BACK UP!
Hell no, I'm going through!
Oh man, we gonna DIE!
OH SHIT!
Slow down Smoke, SLOW DOWN!
Oh shit, the brakes is OUT!
[Everyone bails out at the last second as the car smashes through a billboard, and crashes on a rig on the freeway below]
Shit! That's gonna be a hell of a story to tell when we passing the blunt!
Man THAT was some some serious shit! Woo!
Fuck this, we gotta get outta here.
Ryder's right. Everyone split up, and we'll meet up later.