Pre-Story A/N (authors note) Tails' personality is more different here (because he is hanging out with Trevor.) Trevor changed his personality. Amy's is not too different, and Gizmo is also slightly different.
Trevor Philips: Tails, we are heading to Yellow Jack in again, stop looking for Michael. Where are the others?
Tails: I do not know right now. Probably exploring again. Gizmo and Amy are in your trailer.
Trevor Philips: Ok, we will pick them up and go to Yellow Jack Inn. We need Tao Cheng or whatever the hell his name is to buy or drugs and guns. Convince him.
(Cuts to Yellow Jack Inn.)
Janet: You sure are one dumb, ignorant, white trash, hillbilly, Wallis.
Wallis: You're damn right.
(Trevor walks into the Yellow Jack Inn)
Trevor Philips: Cheng, Spreadsheet, let's head outside and talk terms.
Tao Cheng's Translator: (in Mandarin Chinese) Come, come, come. Hurry!
(Tao Cheng and his translator walk outside to meet Trevor)
Trevor Philips: Gentlemen, I think, I have proved that my organization can handle weight. And I think I have proved that my organization is a reliable supplier. In short, it is you and me, now give me some of that Goddamn X.
Tao Cheng's Translator: I am afraid we want to go down a different path.
Trevor Philips: What?
Tails: You know these are the best, right?
Tao Cheng's Translator: We know but we want to explore other opportunities.
Tao Cheng: (in Mandarin Chinese) You big crazy man. You crazy. You want a massage?
Trevor Philips: Shut the heck up!
Tao Cheng's Translator: Our boss, Mr. Cheng's father, wants something a little larger. We want to move drugs, perhaps guns.
Tails: You know we sell guns too, right?
Trevor Philips: Exactly, now this is my life's work, you need to buy this from us! I mean since I was a little kid I-I dreamt big. Y'know, I have always wanted to be an international drug dealer and... weapons trader. Alright, so I am begging you, let's make this happen.
Tao Cheng's Translator: I am very sorry.
Trevor Philips: You're sorry? You are God damn sorry? I just spilled my damn guts out to you, and you say to me you are sorry? Who you working with? Hmm, who?
Tao Cheng's Translator: I am not at liberty to say.
Trevor Philips: Oh no, no, no. You are at damn liberty; in fact, I would say you are obliged.
(Trevor grabs Tao Cheng's head)
Trevor Philips: Who?
(Trevor begins to push Tao's head on to a supporting beam, once for every use of the word "who")
Trevor Philips: Fricking who, who, who, who?
Tao Cheng's Translator: The O'Neil brothers.
Trevor Philips: The O'Neil brothers, huh?
Tao Cheng's Translator: Yeah.
Trevor Philips: Are you kidding me?
Tao Cheng's Translator: No.
Trevor Philips: 'Cause those fucking O'Neil brothers, I hear a little birdie tellin' me that they have a bit of a problem, since one of them is going to have to be surgically removed from the skull of the other. Frick you guys and frick them.
(Trevor storms off into his vehicle as the translator tends to Tao)
Trevor Philips: Arghhhh!
(Trevor starts driving towards the O'Neil ranch.)
Trevor Philips: Arghhhh. This music's all very wrong!
(Trevor changes to the "Channel X" radio station.)
Trevor Philips: That's what I am looking for!
Tails: Much better. Puts me in the mood.
(Trevor continues driving to the O'Neil ranch and receives a phone call from Elwood O'Neil)
Elwood O'Neil: Trevor Philips.
Trevor Philips: Elwood O'Neil, damn. Damn you, damn you, damn you!
Elwood O'Neil: Trevor... it is business.
Trevor Philips: That wide eyed idiot was mine!
Elwood O'Neil: It is business, fella. You want to discuss it, we're at the farm. Ernie, Earl, Walton, Wynn, Dale, Doyle, Daryl, Dan - all of us.
Trevor Philips: Start writing those names on tombstones, 'cause I'm on the way to your lab, and we're going to see how much of a family meth business you got when I'm done! Arghh!
(Trevor hangs up)
Trevor Philips: All! Of! You! Are! Going! To! Die! Also, you have experience with guns now, hope you can help. We are blowing up their stupid lab.
(The camera shows the O'Neil and members of the family from different angles before settling on a group of four who are quickly joined by Elwood and another family member)
Elwood O'Neil: I just spoke to that maniac Trevor. He is coming. Get down to the meth lab to protect it.
O'Neil #1: Alright.
Elwood O'Neil: I hope he don't get through these idiots, but... we know they're idiots. Come on.
(Two other O'Neil's run off)
Elwood O'Neil: Come on, let's go see those Chinese fellas.
(Elwood and two other O'Neil brothers, presumably Walton and Wynn, get into a car as the camera returns to Trevor)
Trevor Philips: Oh, how many brothers you got you inbred freaks? I don't know how I'm going to do it, but I'll kill all of you and I'll torch your cook house.
Tails: There are three of us, this should be easy.
Trevor Philips: True that!
(When Trevor is spotted/discovered)
O'Neil #4: It is happening! Get out here!
O'Neil #4: Fricking guard this fricking place!
Trevor Philips: How about a merger you pricks?
Trevor Philips: It is over!
Trevor Philips: You're all fucked!
Trevor Philips: This do not look like a larger operation to me.
Trevor Philips: Fucking O'Neil's!
Trevor Philips: I am coming for you.
Trevor Philips: Let's see if we can't cut you down to size.
Trevor Philips: Takeover time!
Trevor Philips: You assholes!
Trevor Philips: Get your own original business.
O'Neil #5: Well damn me, if it ain't him!
O'Neil #5: Hey, frick you. Go home!
O'Neil #5: Frick you!
O'Neil #5: Find him, or he will kill us.
O'Neil #5: Keep him away!
O'Neil #5: You stay out there; we will stay in here!
(When Trevor enters the house and is being shot at.)
O'Neil #6: You going to be buried in this basement!
O'Neil #6: Get that asshole out the house!
O'Neil #6: He ain't taking our crank!
O'Neil #6: The asshole's in the house, boys!
O'Neil #6: You moron!
O'Neil #6: You in our house now!
O'Neil #6: Hey, back to your dirty trailer!
O'Neil #6: Frick Trevor Philips, man. Frick him!
O'Neil #6: Yeah, frick you, dealer man!
O'Neil #6: You get out this property!
O'Neil #6: Keep him out the lab!
O'Neil #6: You damn weirdo, get gone!
O'Neil #6: Crap! He is heading for the basement!
O'Neil #6: You ain't getting at the lab!
O'Neil #6: You going to die in this cook house!
(Trevor, Gizmo, Tails, Amy, having killed all the O'Neil brothers present, heads to the basement)
O'Neil #7: Don't let him down here!
(Trevor starts going down to the basement)
O'Neil #7: Aww crap He's down here!
(Trevor reaches the bottom of the stairs)
O'Neil #7: Don't come any closer, alright? You win. You can have the contract. We ain't got the ambition, man.
(The O'Neil brother in the basement, if not yet killed, will reach for a gun)
O'Neil #7: I do not know how many of my brothers you smoked, but you ain't touching this lab. Get outta here!
(Trevor picks up the jerry can)
Trevor Philips: Well look at this!
(Trevor begins to pour a gasoline trail out of the house)
Trevor Philips: See what is left when I am done.
(Trevor continues to pour gasoline)
Trevor Philips: I am going to burn it to the ground.
(Trevor continues to pour gasoline)
Trevor Philips: Where you gone, morons?
(Trevor shoots the gasoline trail from outside the house)
Trevor Philips: Burn, you disrespectful pricks. Everyone out! Quick!
(The fire spreads into the basement where the meth lab explodes, which causes a major fire and considerable structural damage to the house)
Trevor Philips: Arghhhh!
Tails: Ha-ha! Get rekt!
Trevor Philips: Yes! Now, find that ghost. Michael Townley. Find him with Wade.
Tails: Okay, see you later.
Trevor Philips: Gizmo, Amy, work on cooking and selling the drugs. I am going to sell the guns.
Amy: Sure, I will cook. I am good at cooking.
Gizmo: I will sell it then.
Trevor: Great, now get to work. Bye
THE END OF CHAPTER 10
A/N (authors note) this was a bit short. I added a lot of Tails dialogue here. His personality changed, like I said. Hope you enjoyed, see you in chapter 11, see you tomorrow, BYE!