March 12, 2013, 10:00AM West Eclipse Blvd, Eclipse Towers Apt 40, Rockford Hills

Two days after the meet up with Lester at the garment factory, Leopold finally gets a call from him around 9AM back at his high end apartment. Leopold immediately calls Jake for the job, and after half an hour, Jake show up at his front door.

Door buzzer rings; Leopold was sipping whisky when he answers the door.

Jake greets Leopold at door: Heyhey, what's up LS, we're finally doing this or what?

Leopold: Hell yeah, we're gonna do our first heist man. Come and make yourself at home. You want whisky?

Jake: aw no dude, I don't drink that strong stuff. You got regular beer, any Pißwasser?

Leopold: Yeah I just got some, they're in the fridge.

Jake grabs for one: So where's that Lester guy you've been talking about?

Leopold: I don't know where the hell he is, he should have been here by now. Man he better not have gotten lost in this building. I thought he knew where my apartment was when he brought those guys to redecorate the planning room.

Jake shuts fridge door: Must be stuck in traffic I guess going through Vinewood Blvd. Road's crowded with locals coming here.

Jake sits with Leopold on couch in living room, not saying anything for couple seconds

Leopold responds: …So… how was last night the day before? Any cute blonds showing everything that day?

Jake: Heh, only in those private rooms dude. Very pricey, but it was worth it. I got this one girl who was all over me, great rack and ass dude with no top or panties, just completely naked behind that curtain. Man I almost…

Suddenly the door buzzes again. Leopold answers the door while Jake lies back thinking about that night. At the door, Leopold sees Lester, finally at his apartment.

Lester rushes into Leopold's apartment: Ah, gentlemen… your time of business has finally come your way. Now uh… where's your planning room?

Leopold points at door to the right of him as he leads him in; Jake follows Lester in the room with them.

Lester: Ah, ah. Yes, yes, this will er… do very nicely. Very nice place you've got. Very uh… chic. Nothing like a German bourgeois robber to remind me of how strange Los Santos has become. (Lester quickly faces Leopold) In my day the psychos at least had the dignity to be psychotic. Nowadays It's all about uh… home furnishing and going straight. So uh… who are you, exactly? (Looking at Jake)

Leopold responds: That's Jake, a childhood best buddy of mind. He's our driver, that's all you need to know about him.

Jake replies: Hey, I'm not just some driver, I'm the best driver in this city that you could ever find, and I own these streets. You must be that guy, Lester Crest, what's up dude?

Lester: Ah yes, you're that uh… streetracer Leopold has told me about. Just to make it clear uh… Jake, don't call me "dude", understand?

Jake: sure dude, I mean, sir.

Lester: Hmm… Okay, right then, you guys ready? Because this is it. Well, it's… it's not it, but uh… It's something, it's something uh… very big, it's not quite ready yet, but I wanted to see how, you're doing.

Leopold: So what do we got then?

Lester: What we got, is a Fleeca Bank franchise. It's nothing to complicated, there's no buy in. Now normally, there would be a buy in, you would put in money up front, we would arrange the job and you would pull it off, but this time I'll uh… cover the upfront costs. Call it the uh… price of getting a look at you. And there's no risk to you. Unless of course you count getting locked up or shot.

Leopold: Hell no, no one can lock up the real criminal, or streetracer. We can take the risk, right Jake?

Jake: Yeah, sure dude.

Lester: Ok then. So, you ready? Now, what do you think? You uh… got questions, comments, concerns?

Jake answers: Yeah, how much is the take?

Lester: I'll tell you that along the way. So what are you waiting for? Let's go see this place.

Leopold and Jake follow Lester outside of Leopold's apartment and out of the building's front entrance. Lester walks up to a blue Declasse Asea signaling the two. Jake takes the driver's seat while Leopold takes co-seat up front.

Lester: There's a Fleeca franchise on the Western Highway near Chumash. Take us there. Word of warning. We're on the job right now, so don't let the cops notice you. If they come after us, we call it off.

Jake: Ok dude.

Lester grunts by Jake's response: uh, hmm?

Jake realizes: …Right.

Jake starts the car and heads to the destination. Along the way, Lester gives some insight on the two's first score.

Lester: So, my Deutschland friends, I suppose you want to know how we're doing this. (Lester keeps quiet)

Leopold responds: …How are we doing this?

Lester: Well, funny you should ask. We're driving out to the bank, taking a look at it, picking up some equipment, and then heading back to make our plans. Not very complex at all.

Jake: Are we going inside the place?

Lester: We're not going in, we're not poking it with a stick, we're just sitting back and taking a look. You see, I like my scores like I like my dates – across the street and unaware they're being watched. Haha!

Jake replies: Man that's not a date, Lest. You're freaking stalking girls right there. Can't you just approach one like a normal guy would?

Lester: Do I look like some pretty boy with some fast car, just going up to women like it's no big deal? No, of course not. I'm a fat slob who can do nothing but watch webcams of girl's bedrooms everyday and spy on cheerleaders at highschool football games. You see, I was never really the uh… approaching type in highschool. I usually get laugh at when I uh… ask a girl on a date, you see.

Jake: Scheiß, that's sad dude.

Leopold: Big deal, girls are stupid bitches anyway in highschool. They always fall for those douchy bad boys they think will be forever with, but then a week later they break up, only to come back together again. You're not the only one who got laughed at back in highschool, and they got what they deserved from me anyway. As for Jake here, he gets laid by multiple girls every week. Man how do you do it?

Jake: It's the car, man, chicks love the car.

Leopold: You mean that old Karin Futo you bought from a scrap yard back in Mannheim. That car looked like sh*t when you first got it.

Jake: Hey, Futos are drifting machines. If I can turn that thing into a formula drifter with just scrapped tuner parts in those yards and take a girl for a spin around the block, you can get laid any day dude.

Leopold: Yeah, but the car still looked like sh*t.

Jake: Dude, it's all about how the car drives, not how it looks. You don't need to make a car look flashy for the girls to like you nowadays. I mean, what do you think I am a ricer?

Lester: Can we please stop talking about highschool girls and drift cars and just keep on driving to our destination, please?

Few minutes into Del Perro Beach later…

Leopold: So why the hell are we going after this one out in Chumash?

Jake: Yeah Lest, why couldn't we find one in the city? What's the deal with this one?

Lester: Good question. You're full of good questions. You guys are like children whose parents think it's clever, or the IRS. Well, this bank's got some safety deposit boxes, and in one of those safety deposit boxes are some bonds being hidden from the taxman that no one's going to report missing. All starting to make sense?

Leopold: Kind of. How's security?

Lester: Security should be light, well, relatively light. Light if your day dreams are raids on the Union Depository. Quite heavy if your day job is turning over liquor stores and gas station.

Jake: Union Depository? The hell is that?

Leopold: Isn't that that bank in downtown LS that people say is the hardest bank to rob, or some sh*t like that?

Lester: You know very well, for a foreigner. The Union Depository is a large holding bank where they store the state's gold bar shipments. As you may have notice passing by there, the bank entrance is well guarded, and the inside isn't any easier. Some say it's almost impossible to rob.

Leopold: Nothing's impossible for me or my team.

Lester: Oh I wouldn't get too cocky if I were you. Only career thieves with years of experience, may have what it takes for a score that big. Unlike you guys who are nothing but amateur kids. Anyway, back to my main conversation, the bonds in the box in one of those deposits will be worth more than a few rumpled notes from a till so, the minor escalation is worth it… if you can handle it.

Leopold: Oh we can handle it.

Lester: Plus, you know, the sea view. Nothing like staring at the ocean while you contemplate money and power and incarceration, and homicide, all those weighty issues surrounding your first foray into serious armed robbery. I'm assuming you're kind of cerebral crew, because otherwise, this whole presumptuous attitude deal just kind of puts you on the spectrum, right? Okay, well, how about we just get there and see where we're at.

Jake: We're now just on the Great Ocean Highway.

Lester: Good, there should be a small stop on your right and that's where you'll find the bank. …We're here. There it is. Take a look. Drink it in.

Jake parks the car next to the bank entrance while Lester shows them the inside of the bank.

Lester: I've patched into their security feed on my cell. Take a look. Hmm, what are we looking at? Small joint. Not much security. Staff won't give a crap, especially about the deposit boxes. Customers'll probably be thinking how to turn this into a screenplay, hehehe.

Jake: That's the safe door?

Lester: Yes. The boxes are in the back behind it. We want box number 167.

Leopold: What about escape?

Lester: It's right on the highway with good access. That'll work for you, you can get out quick. But it'll also work for the cops, speed up their response time. Okay? Okay. Enough with this peeper crap. Let's go to the garment factory.

Jake drives back from where they came, heading into the Del Perro Freeway. Lester explains more.

Lester: Now, when you hit the bank, you're going to need to hack into its security system. I've written a neat little program that'll do most of the work for you, but it's probably a good Idea for you to familiarize yourself with it. You, Leopold, I've sent it to your phone. Take it for a dry run, keep your hands steady, and maybe the wet run won't be a disaster. Think of it like those uh… finger tracing mini games you have on your phones, should be easy for you.

Leopold: Man I suck at these. (Leopold traces on his phone)

Lester: And you, Jack.

Jake: It's Jake.

Lester: Whatever, keep driving down the highway, it'll take you through Del Perro Freeway into the tunnel, that'll take us there faster.

Jake: Like I don't know that? I raced on this road before dude, I know how to get there.

Lester: What did I say about calling me dude?

Jake: Right, my bad du… (Jake stays quiet)

Moments later…

Lester: I'm calling Paige. She's my assistant. First she's going to get us what we need, then she's going to saw me in half. (Lester laughs)… No? You didn't like that one? (Leopold and Jake stare at him with a nod, no)

Lester: Huh,you don't make it easy. (Lester dials Paige on phone) Ringing… Paige, it's Lester… The place looked good. Nothing we weren't expecting… Can you get the intel together? Hard copies to go on a notice board… Yeah. Plus all the equipment we spoke about. I'll be over to collect it with those people… Yeah… Mmm. Charming as ever… Okay, see you soon. (End call)

Lester: Hey, Leopold, did you get into their network?

Leopold: Man I can't get through this last level.

Lester: Well you better do better next time.

Leopold whispers to self: Geez, why the hell did you make it so hard then?

Jake: So what's your female assistant doing for us?

Lester: She's loading the hardware into the back of a van. Tools for a job, things for you to wear. On a job, your attire will depend on the role you're performing. As the jobs get more complicated, so will the uniforms. If you're likely to be seen by civilians, you'll be provided with a couple of masks; then, when you go into the bank, you can choose one that… goes with your eyes. And hey, there's an added bonus of none of your favorite comic convention outfits being linked to a major crime. Whoop dee doo. Where were we? Masks! Paige! Oh yeah. We'll go over there, pick her up, and go back to Leopold's place to plan this thing.

The three cross the bridge over the LS River, taking a u-turn to the factory. While there, they see Paige waiting next to the black van (Declasse Granger)

Lester: There's Paige. We're leaving this car, taking the van.

Jake parks car near factory, all three come out.

Lester: Ugh, I should be using my cane.

Paige: Hey guys, nice to meet you.

Jake asking Lester: Ahhh, you didn't tell me your assistant was a hottie, Lest.

Paige: Oh please.

Jake approaches Paige: How's about you and I take a drive in my fast car after when this is done? I can show you a good time later on.

Paige: Hmmhmm, nice try, but your street charms won't work on me, "Little Lover Boy". (Goes in car)

Jake: …Little Lover Boy?

Leopold passes Jake into van: Gehen wir, Spieler. (Let's go, Player.) (Jake takes co-seat this time)

Lester: Come on. Back to your place.

Leopold: I'll get there as soon as I can.

They head off north into Vinewood. Moments Later…

Lester: Is it all there?

Paige: I think so… You wanna get out and check, go down the inventory? Or are you happy sitting there making a perfect butt imprint in your easy-wipe seat?

Lester: I'll take your word for it.

Paige: Thank you. It should all be there. The clothes, guns, headsets, holdalls, mask, the drill. The files with all the photos and surveillance work. Hey, there's enough here to make us all look real suspicious. Nice little conspiracy to commit robbery charge waiting to happen.

Lester: What, they gonna charge us with thought crime?

Paige: Not so much thought as everything-but-the-deed-crime. We'd be caught with our pants down and a hard-on out to hear.

Lester: Well, we're not getting caught. These are professionals, or… so I think.

Paige: So I hear. The cheapest professionals money can buy.

Lester: I like to think of it as investing in new talent. And until you and me start playing low rent Bonnie and Clyde, that's the way it's got to be.

Leopold: Now hold up, what do mean low rent and investing new talent? As you must know, I'm the most wanted in this f*cking state. I've done jobs raiding gangs, went to war with the cops. I killed people who I despised and people who get in my f*cking way. I was living the high life even before doing big scores like this. So if you're gonna call me a "cheap professional", then you don't know jack sh*t about me. I'm the most professional guy around.

Lester: Don't get yourself too hot-headed. She didn't mean anything by that, by the way uh. She's just a little brusque.

Leopold: Huh, yeah, sure she is.

Paige: You two sound like you're not from around here though. You guys European criminals or something?

Lester: More like German immigrants causing nothing but trouble in a new country. This is Leopold, and that is Drake.

Jake: Ugh, it's Jake.

Paige: So I see. Though I do remember you, Leopold. I'm surprise you guys haven't got deported after what you guys probably went through.

Leopold: That's because they can never catch us.

Paige: Yeah, sure.

Leopold: I never got to ask you last time, what are you in for anyway?

Paige: Oh the usual, computer hack crimes, getting into places where I shouldn't be. Stuff that you probably won't understand.

Leopold: So you're a professional hacker then. Like my female friend, Eris.

Paige: Yeah, I remember her with you from that one job. It was that long ago, huh? Lester told me that she now works for you. She holds a same criminal record along side, but unlike me, she's more mischievous with her hack crimes. A little goddess of chaos is what I like to call her.

Jake: Heh, same here.

Leopold: …Hey, we're already here. Eclipse Towers, I'll park inside.

Leopold parks in his Garage, heading up to Leopold's apartment. Leopold helps Paige carry the supplies to the planning room. While heading into the room…

Lester: Okay,okay,okay… Now. Paige will set up a board for you. Won't you Paige?

Paige: I'd let you do it if you could reach. I mean I didn't see any milk crates for you to stand on. (Paige opens case and sets up board)

Lester talking to two: Heh, mmhmm. The most important to look for in an employee is respect. You can't get anything done without respect. Now where was I? Oh, yes,yes, uh… the room. Now Paige is setting up this board on which you will plan your scores, you'll use it to uh… set out all the prep work you need to do, select your crew, figure out how the take from the score should be split up. So you need a crew to take a score. But only one person can be in charge, and that is you, Leopold. Respect, hmm? Isn't that right, Paige?

Paige: Blow me.

Lester laughs: Alright, it's… funny. Uh, you're gonna need uh… one thing. For this uh… for this job. It's a high speed, armored car. Which I'm sure your uh… friend here will enjoy driving.

Jake looks at photograph of armored car: Woah!... Dude! This is a Kuru X. These versions are only made Japan, dude. It's a f*cking import car. 4B11T-type 2.0 liter inline-4 turbo engine, 296 horsepower going from 0 to 100 kilometers an hour in just 4 seconds. This is a beast tuner to have. Imagine what performance I can put in this car.

Lester: Yes, yes, you know all about cars. Now…back to I was saying uh… would you please put that picture back. Anyway, now instead of getting one legitimately, leaving a nice long paper trail to your front door, you're gonna be jacking one from a nasty Korean crew and leaving a nice long paper trail to their door instead.

Paige finishes: This is good to go.

Lester: Okay, Leopold, Jake, here's your board. Good, good, good. Now when you're ready to move on the car, go over it, study the plan, tick it off the list. You must be methodical. This isn't just a dumb crime, like you guys would usually do. Well there… there is an element of that, huh? And when you've got the car, we'll come back here and talk bank jobs. Bank jobs… bank jobs…

Lester and Paige leave the room and the apartment, only for Leopold and Jake to plan their setup.