MAX:

Max Payne sits with his feet on his captain's desk. Eyes glaring at him through a red face, his captain had just finished a long angry sentence - that Max was sure, if it had been any longer the man would have had an aneurism.

"...Okay, wait a minute... They did what?"

"They put him on some fuckin' reality show down there! The son of a bitch's going to be walking around like a goddamn citizen!"

"Why would they do that?" Max says perplexed.

"I don't know, but they did. I tell you, they got some dumbshits working down there in Liberty!" his captain lights a cigarette.

"What's it about."

The captian pulls the cigarette away from his mouth to focus on Payne. "Huh?..."

"The T.V. show, what's it about."

"I've never seen it, they get it exlusively in Liberty City. Supposedly they let loose all their prisoner and watch them waste each other with flamethrowers and rocket launchers."

"I thought you said it was a reality show?"

The captain looks at Max like he's the dumbest person who ever lived, "It is a fuckin' reality show, that's the rumor!"

"So it's fake then? They can't get away with that."

"Who gives a fuck if it's fake or not the point is, they're givin' him the chance to escape."

"Yeah and I've seen Trent get out of some air tight situations, this would be no sweat for him. Okay, so now I get your point. I still don't want to fly all the way down to Liberty City I mean come on Trent's small time anyway."

"Small time yeah! But the fucker's got ambishion, his idol's Tommy Vercetti. Know who that fucker is? Goddamn kingpin out in Vice City, son of a bitch has got his fingers in so many pies they don't even have his fingerprints on file anymore."

"Okay..." Max says, taking his feet off the desk he leans forward, "again, I see your point, but what does all this have to do with me."

"What does this have to do with you?" the captain raises his hands in the air. "You're Max fuckin' Payne! The press loves your ass and I'll admit you deserve it... This place, Liberty... It's filled with crooked cops, and crooks and hookers, everybody watches this city take it up the ass every day, but they don't do jack-shit about it. If they won't I will."

"So this isn't about Trent at all. You think that since I was down here drowning all tha Mafia sharks, that I could go down there, and go trigger happy until all the little fish are safe right?"

"Yeah, exactly. I admit it. But this place is fuckin' Jaws even you could get your ass killed. So be careful."

"Crooked cops and Crooks, jeez I'm going to have to shoot everybody." Max says joking.

"You probably will actually, I've never met one decent person who's from Liberty, all of them end up either 'stone cold emotionless' or 'stone cold dead'."

"Thanks I appreciate that." Max says sarcastically.

"Remember while your down there most of your info has to be about Trent, otherwise it might look suspicious."

"Trust me Max says opening the door, it's going to look suspicious anyway. Try sending me down there to do a real job, instead of some kind of gangster hunter that kills anyone with a record over that of a pick pocket." Max Payne shuts the door behind him. His captain screams from inside.

"That is a real job."

Max Payne readies himself to board a plane to Liberty.