Devin calls Michael shortly after Michael leaves the studio.
Devin: Slow it down, Slick. You're not thinking.
Michael: Hey, I'm a producer. I'm producing the goods.
Devin: Don't do this, Slick. Think, she's got a police escort, she's on the way to my personal hangar, security at the airport work for me.
Michael: I just wanna get the film back before she does anything rash with it.
Devin: Molly's highly strung. She's not going to stop and talk it out with a deranged killer chasing after her.
Michael: That ain't who I am... today. Look, I don't wanna hurt anyone, I just wanna get my movie.
Devin: Slow down, and usе your brain. Fun time is over.
Devin еnds the call.
Michael: Ahhh.
LSPD Dispatch: Attention, La Puerta units: Requesting a VIP escort for Miss Molly Schultz. Destination is the east hangar at Los Santos International. Requesting ground and air units, code 3.
Michael approaches Molly, who is racing towards the airport.
Michael: • What's she up to? • What's she doing?
Two Police Cruisers pursue Molly.
Police Officer: • Ms. Schultz, there is no need to panic. The LSPD are here to escort you to the hangar. • Ms. Schultz, please calm down. We're here to escort you to the hangar.
Driving towards the airport...
Police Officer: • You do not need to go that fast. Please relax. • There is no need to drive erratically. Please calm down.
Passing the Devin Weston Hangar...
Police Officer: • You went past the hangar! • The Devin Weston hangar was back there on your left!
A Police Cruiser crashes into the tanker truck and explodes.
Michael:: • Holy shit! • Whoa! Fuck!
Molly drives through the airport's terminals and past a fire training exercise.
Police Officer: • Ms. Schultz, you are in the path of aircraft, this is not a safe place to drive. • Ms. Schultz, you are endangering yourself and my fellow officers.
Michael: • Say it like it is, she's totally flipped! • You're telling me, she's gone crazy!
Molly drives onto the runway with a landing Jet.
Michael: • You wanna take a plane full a tourists with ya? • Oh, oh, oh - the plane!
Two police cars are destroyed by the landing plane.
Michael: • Shit! •
Molly drives head-on towards a landing plane.
Michael: • You're playing chicken! • Nah, nah, nah, nah.
A police car is destroyed by the plane's landing gear.
Police Officer: • Get off the runways, now!
• Ms. Schultz, stop the car!
Devin: Slow it down, Slick. You're not thinking.
Michael: Hey, I'm a producer. I'm producing the goods.
Devin: Don't do this, Slick. Think, she's got a police escort, she's on the way to my personal hangar, security at the airport work for me.
Michael: I just wanna get the film back before she does anything rash with it.
Devin: Molly's highly strung. She's not going to stop and talk it out with a deranged killer chasing after her.
Michael: That ain't who I am... today. Look, I don't wanna hurt anyone, I just wanna get my movie.
Devin: Slow down, and usе your brain. Fun time is over.
Devin еnds the call.
Michael: Ahhh.
LSPD Dispatch: Attention, La Puerta units: Requesting a VIP escort for Miss Molly Schultz. Destination is the east hangar at Los Santos International. Requesting ground and air units, code 3.
Michael approaches Molly, who is racing towards the airport.
Michael: • What's she up to? • What's she doing?
Two Police Cruisers pursue Molly.
Police Officer: • Ms. Schultz, there is no need to panic. The LSPD are here to escort you to the hangar. • Ms. Schultz, please calm down. We're here to escort you to the hangar.
Driving towards the airport...
Police Officer: • You do not need to go that fast. Please relax. • There is no need to drive erratically. Please calm down.
Passing the Devin Weston Hangar...
Police Officer: • You went past the hangar! • The Devin Weston hangar was back there on your left!
A Police Cruiser crashes into the tanker truck and explodes.
Michael:: • Holy shit! • Whoa! Fuck!
Molly drives through the airport's terminals and past a fire training exercise.
Police Officer: • Ms. Schultz, you are in the path of aircraft, this is not a safe place to drive. • Ms. Schultz, you are endangering yourself and my fellow officers.
Michael: • Say it like it is, she's totally flipped! • You're telling me, she's gone crazy!
Molly drives onto the runway with a landing Jet.
Michael: • You wanna take a plane full a tourists with ya? • Oh, oh, oh - the plane!
Two police cars are destroyed by the landing plane.
Michael: • Shit! •
Molly drives head-on towards a landing plane.
Michael: • You're playing chicken! • Nah, nah, nah, nah.
A police car is destroyed by the plane's landing gear.
Police Officer: • Get off the runways, now!
• Ms. Schultz, stop the car!
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