[Franklin meets Lester at the Del Perro]
Franklin:
So, what's up, man?
Lester Crest:
Sit down and face forward! Now, I don't have a lot of time, I know you need money. Did Michael tell you about Lifeinvader?
Franklin:
Oh, shit, y'all two did that?
Lester Crest:
Look forward! We're two strangers having a friendly chat. And don't pretend that you liked Jay Norris.
Franklin:
Oh, man, I don't know, homie. I mean, yeah, the dude outsourced work to child slaves, then stole and sold everybody's private information, and even ripped his own friends' ideas off and walked around like the messiah while doing it, but... Man, I don't think the nigga deserved to have his f***ing head blowed off on TV.
Lester Crest:
Oh, well, aren't you just the moral majority? You know, that's why the world is the way it is today. When a paid thug gets all namby pamby when someone asks him to act like a paid thug, and for a good cause.
Franklin:
Man, check this out, homie. I like blowing motherf***ing fools' heads off just as much as the next psychotic asshole, but I just don't look at this shit as doing a good deed.
Lester Crest:
Well, now you can. 'Cause it's not fools' heads, it's assholes' heads, and not just heads, you know. Trashing cars, or planting lies, forging evidence, anything we can do to take the battle back to these turds. You know, we'll... fix the market in our favor and we'll right a few wrongs while we're at it.
Franklin:
Shit! Okay, cool.
Lester Crest:
Right, so you heard of Mollis?
Franklin:
Hell yeah.
Lester Crest:
Okay, so there's a new Mollis, sort of a super Mollis. And it's called Priapol, it's giving the living rigor mortis. Only Brett Lowrey, CEO of Bikinton Research paid off the FDA. He doesn't care that his hardness pills are giving desperate middle-aged men the world over heart attacks.
Franklin:
Damn, man, that sucks.
Lester Crest:
Yeah, it does! Now, Mr. Greedy Lowrey is staying at the Von Crastenburg Hotel on Richman, of course he'll be well protected, but... if he goes away, then America goes back to using Mollis, and Betta Pharmaceuticals gets a big bump in the price of their stock.
Franklin:
Damn, man. Alright, f*** it. I got you.
Lester Crest:
I thought that you would. Now, consider using a sniper rifle, or sticky bombs, you know, whatever.
Do it your way, however you want I'm gonna make the investment. We don't speak about this or anything. Now walk away and I'll stay here till you're gone.
