|Game||King of The Hill|
|Location||Thomas' apartment, Vescpucci Beach|
|Mission Failure|| Wasted/Busted |
Thomas is killed
|Night Out||Armenian Dream|
Pre-Mission Phone Call
- Thomas: Um, Miklos, I'm in my garage for some reason.. The last thing I remember is hanging out with you in a bar..
- Miklos: Well, you insisted to sleep there.
- Thomas: Aw, man, can you come and help me outta here? The door's jammed.
- Miklos: I'll be there as soon as I can.
Miklos lets Thomas out of his garage:
- Miklos: Slept well?
- Thomas: Not exactly.. Owch.. My back hurts. What happened last night?
- Miklos: We got drunk, came back home and you decided to spend the night in your garage.
- Thomas: No.. wait.. I remember.. *gasp* YOU KILLED THOSE TWO GUYS!
- Miklos: Oh, did I? Can't remember. Well, no big deal. The were probably assholes anyway.
- Thomas: Argh! I just want to have a nice nightly hang out, but oh no, you have to ruin everything and start a murder spree! Them poor porn stars..
- Miklos: Oh, right. THE PORNSTARS. Now I recall. Well, they DO tried to kill us, so, I guess their demise was rightful.
- Thomas: Fuck you..
- Miklos: C'mon.. People who TATTOO THEIR FACES don't deserve to live..
- Thomas: W-wait, what..? Face tattoos?
- Miklos: Yes, they had tattooed their faces. And then they blame the society when they can't get a job.
- Thomas: Oh, SHIT! Marabunda Grande!
- Miklos: Excuse me?
- Thomas: They are some incredibly dangerous maniacs! Shit! And now you've angered them, they're gonna find me and kill me!
- Miklos: Yes, because they don't have anything better to do than hunt us.
- Thomas: Miklos! Fuck you! This is serious!
- Miklos: Sigh! Well, I'm going to kill them all. Easy solution. Problem solved.
- Thomas: No, Miklos! Killing people is never a solution! You just make things worst for us! Especially for yourself.
- Miklos: ...Uh huh. We are doomed then, eh?
- Thomas: Pretty much.. *Takes a look at his watch* Crap.. I need to go to work. *Looks around nervously* Could you accompany me on the way there? I feel nervous.
- Miklos: .. Alright. Lead the way, T.
On the way to Thomas' workplace:
- Miklos: T, c'mon, we were just two random drunkards last night. Marabunta has no idea who we are.
- Thomas: There's no kidding with these guys, Miklos, believe me.
- Miklos: I shall mark your words.
- Thomas: Hey, you maybe are a perfect soldier-killing machine-badass, but I am not! I am afraid for real!
- Miklos: So you say, so I hear.
They stop to take a look at the wanted poster on the wall - it's 10 000 for Thomas:
- Thomas: SHIT! THERE IT IS! WHAT DID I TELL YOU! GOODBYE LIFE!
- Miklos: *Takes the poster off the wall and rips it* Well, they certainly ain't scrimping.
- Thomas: AND YOU JUST LAUGH! MIKLOS! I AM ABOUT TO BE KILLED ANY SECOND NOW!!! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU TO HELL! FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFU...
- Miklos: *Puts his hands around Thomas' head* Alright, there's no hope left. I might as well just put you out of your misery right now!
- Thomas: Oh God! No! Stop! Don't do it! I want to live!
Miklos let's Thomas go:
- Thomas: *Gasps* N-not c-c-cool!
- Miklos: Calm down now. What do I have to do to convince you that I won't let those bastards kill you? Huh? Awnser!
- Thomas: You're just gonna make it worse. Killing more of them will make them even angrier..
- Miklos: Dear God. They have much better things to do than hunt us for the rest of their lives!
- Thomas: Or OUR lives.
- Miklos: Stop this bullshit. Give me two months and I quarantee they won't bother us anymore by then.
- Thomas: ..You promise?
- Miklos: *Sigh* I promise. I won't let them murder you, Tom.
- Thomas: ..Okey.. Okey.
Five men dressed as Santas come around the corner, blocking the duo's way:
- Miklos: What's this now?
- Santa: Ho ho ho, victims!
- Miklos: It ain't christmas. Crawl back to your holes, freaks.
- Santa: It has come to our knowledge that there's a 10 grand bounty on your head.
- Miklos: Then you have recieved bad information, gentlemen. Can you please get the fuck out of our way?
- Santa: *Santas reveal their weapons*
- Thomas: Oh, crap..
- Miklos: Jeez.. Sorry, T. They started it. You know what I've got to do.
A gunfight ensues.
Miklos kills the Santas and the few enforcers the call:
- Miklos: All clear. See, T? They didn't kill ya. I didn't let them.
- Thomas: But they know there's a bounty on me..
- Miklos: If there's any luck, they hunt only me now.. Just how I like it.
- Thomas: Well, I can proceed from here. Thank you, cousin.
- Miklos: Take care now. *Thomas leaves* Fuck everyone in this city..
- New Weapons - Carbine Rifle
- Escort Thomas to work
- Take a look at the poster on the wall
- Defeat the Santas
- Kill Santa Leader Jackson
Gold Medal Objectives
- Time - Complete in 5:00
- Health - Complete with minimum damage on health and armor
- 100% Headshots - Kill all enemies via headshot