"I'm just worried we won't have enough money, Johnny."
"C'mon, Grace. We've got loads of money! Richards Majestic Productions are shooting my latest film. I've gotta do somethin', sweetheart, to keep us afloat."
"FlyUS was so cranky. Their motto ends with shut up. And you know, my cousins live here - in Los Santos. They've been here for a decade and they never have money problems."
"You made a decision, sweetheart. And look how easy life is for you! We've got little Kylie - is she strapped in right in the back? - and we lived in a gated community and you even had a maid, until you wanted to do the cooking and cleaning yourself."
"I know , Johnny. I just don't like someone else doing it. I want to be able to do it all. How much did this Cavalcade cost?"
"Less than the Comet we used to share. C'mon, sweetheart. We've downsized like you wanted - we've moved to, where is it? Mirror Park? - and I'll still be earning mega bucks once this movie is produced. C'mon, babe. Focus on the road. Your hands are shaking."
"I'm so nervous about Los Santos traffic. Sometimes people just walk across the road when it's not their turn! And you know there are carjackers."
"I haven't seen one."
"Well, they're there. I love you, Johnny. And little Kylie in the back. But Los Santos is something different. I want a normal life for us. You can parachute out of planes or ride a dirtbike for your movie - and Kylie can draw on the walls and puke over my clothes - but I need normal. My cousins took on that heist a decade ago - and I'm worried it's only gone to their heads."
"You think they're still involved in it?"
"Max, maybe. Clara and Adam, not so much."
"Are ya gonna hold a dinner?"
"They won't come, if I invite them. But I know Adam likes company. So I'll call him first, and maybe I'll at least see one of my cousins. You know, I do get lonely, when you're out on filming for months on end, and every day Kylie's at kindergarten."
"You'll be fine!"
"I hope so, Johnny - "
The Cavalcade pulled to a stop.
" - hear that, Johnny? Po-lice sirens. What's happened now, not ten minutes out from LSIA?"
"Babe, there's always gonna be shootings - or someone got run over - don't lose heart yet. Every city has 'em. This city just more than most. You'll be fine!"
"I hope so, Johnny. I want Kylie to grow up normal . How much do we have in the bank?"
"A million, babe - unless you're thinking of goin' for one of those shopping sprees at Ponsonby's, or buying us a Luxor."
"It's just so worrying. I'm always worrying. You know, now that we're here - you see, Mirror Park isn't so bad! - and here's our house. I wish we weren't the only people on the street."
"Me too, babe."
"I mean, there's Wolfs International Realty signs all over! Maybe we're just lucky. We're not rich, but we're certainly not poor. Maybe this is the way of the world… "
"Grace, you've got to think about you . I'm set with my job - and Kylie's too young to do anything but eat and poop - but what about you ? You didn't like being just a rich actor's wife in the hills back home."
"That's the problem, Johnny. I still don't know what I want. All I know is what I don't want. I envy anybody who has a purpose - a job, a degree, a hobby they like. I go stir crazy vacuuming and counting the ABCs with Kylie when she gets home."
"Go see your cousins."
"I will. I'll park here, Johnny. It's not like there's anybody else on the street. But let's keep our lights off."
"Hon?"
"It's getting dark, and I don't want burglars to think we're underprepared. I'll need to call Gruppe Sechs in the morning so we can at least get the sticker to put on our windows."
"Babe, you do what you want. I trust in your decisions. We've made it this far, haven't we? Is this all of the house?"
" Yes , Johnny. If you wanted a spendthrift and a mistress, you'd be divorced by now. You're lucky to have me."
"I know, babe. I knew it when you actually stopped at a red light on our first date."
"Yes, well - I didn't know you were a famous actor - until after I told you I loved you, and later that day saw you on a billboard with those other jackasses."
"You still cook, right?"
"Burned pasta and toast."
"Ah, to be home… "
"Johnny!"
"Alright, alright. I'll settle Kylie in. But I'll be up early, babe. You'll have to handle a couple nights a week without me."
"I can console myself that you're not picking up prostitutes. But it's worse - you might get killed."
"I'll bring a parachute!"
"Bring two . Now how do you lock this front door … "