Thug: I got someone. I think it's the hit, that Max Payne. The other guy might be here as well. Where you at?
Thug two: Over by that circular thing.
Thug: Just go for it!
Thug two: Can you just--
Thug: I got his [inaudible 00:00:40]
Max: They didn't have much of a reason to keep Passos alive, whoever the authority was.
Thug: Be cool. Hey, be cool.
Thug two: Don't tell me to be cool. You Max Payne? Very fucking funny.
Cop: [inaudible 00:01:15]
Thug two: You're Max Payne. I thought he was fucking Max Payne.
Max: Confusing, huh?
Thug two: You make one more move, and this guy, whoever the fuck he is, is going to get fucking dead! Look man, give yourself up, and DeMarco might have a change of conscience, huh? Might grant you one last reprievement. Hey, no reprievement is going to be found otherwise.
Max: I don't even know who he is.
Thug two: I'm going to kill him!
Cop: Somebody help me, okay?
Thug: [inaudible 00:01:51] say my goodbye's. Let's get out of here!
Let's go! [inaudible 00:02:05]
Thug: [Inaudible 00:02:11]
Thug: Show me you're okay, bro. [inaudible 00:02:25]
Thug: You got my [inaudible 00:02:37] man!
Cemetary worker: Holy shit! What the hell is going on here?
Cop: Don't worry about it. Just get out of here, okay?
Cemetary worker: Sounds like a fucking war's going on!
Cop: Calm down! [inaudible 00:03:02]
Max: Some poor bastard, quite literally, on the graveyard shift, must have been wondering why there were suddenly more bodies above ground than below.
Sniper: Hey you!
Cop: Sniper! Shit!
Max: All I can hope for is that he didn't even hear the shot that killed him.
Cop: Get down! Shot came from the top of the mausoleum, up in the tower!
Max: This is the only way through!
Cop: If I [inaudible 00:03:30], can you move up on him?
Max: That's anyone's guess.
Cop: Hey, asshole! Don't let them draw you out!
Max: Yo, a little cover over here, all right!
Thugs: [inaudible 00:03:50]
Cop: You okay?
Max: Sure. Right up to the moment my head gets blown off.
Cop: We're going to move again. I'll give you cover. Wait on me! Go! Get the gravestone! Be careful, man!
Thugs: [inaudible 00:04:25]
Cop: Okay, I'm going to cover you again. See if you can flank him. Get a shot!
Max: Run! Duck! Flank! Easy orders to give when you're way behind the front line!
Cop: Window's coming up!
Cop: Move out! [inaudible 00:04:50]
Thug: You're dead meat, sucker!
Cop: Get under cover, you idiot! Don't go up the stairs! [inaudible 00:05:13] Jump the stairs!
Max: We'd come in here to hide, not very successfully, as things turned out.
Bald Thug: Freeze!
Cop: As opposed to what, disco dance?
Bald Thug: Shut the fuck up, Halfcast[SP]! Turn around! Turn around! Move! Move!
Ponytail Thug: Hold it! That way, you fucking jokers. Move!
Max: Where we going?
Crime boss: You killed my son. You killed my fucking son. My boy. My only son.
Max: Listen, I'm sorry.
Crime boss: Fuck you!
Cop: I'm sorry for your loss, but your son was killed in gun battle. A battle he started.
Crime boss: Shut your fucking mouth! Jump! Jump! Jump! Fuck you! You killed my son! You fucking spic!
Cop: Oh, fuck! Ah!
Crime boss: You killed my son! Dig! Now!
Max: I have to admit, I almost felt bad for the guy.
Ponytail thug: Dig!
Max: Sure, he had lived a bad life, but I, of all people, knew that living with his grief would be payment enough for any sins. Still, perhaps, not so bad that I was prepared to dig my own grave, and let these goombahs[SP] kill me without even getting some dirt on their hands.
Ponytail thug: Your body ain't gonna bury itself! Dig motherfucker!
Max: I didn't want to tell the guy there were 45 other bodies in the cemetery that weren't receiving their Christian rites. I figured the gravedigger act would buy us some time.
Ponytail thug: I'm getting tired, just watching you.
Cop: Who you calling? Now die!
Max: You all right?
Cop: Yeah. I'm fine.
Max: All right. Follow me.