Franklyn: Look man. Lester said you have some information on Michael.
Trevor: Michael. Fuck Michael! I hope he's dead.
Franklyn: Look I know that you don't mean that.. Just tell me what happened.
Trevor: ... My friend Ron met these Chinese asshole.. I owed them money.. And they mistakingly, thought Michael was a human being, and kidnapped him and Pinkie.
Franklyn: Yeah.. And now it looks like their holding them somewhere in Los Santos.
Trevor: Yes.
Franklyn: So come on bro!
Trevor: ... Well go fuck yourself!.. You want Michael back, that's YOUR problem.. He's dead to me!.. And chances are.. If and when I see him.. He's gonna be dead, to everyone else as well!
Franklyn: But what about Pinki-
Trevor: Pinkie joined team Michael.. She's no better.. (walks off) Leave me out of this.
Franklyn: But Trev-
Trevor: (points at him menacingly) Your pushing your luck pal!.. (citizen walks past him without saying anything).. What was that!?.. WHAT WAS THAT!?
Citizen: Uhh.. Nothin-
Trevor: (punches him hard enough he dies) Asshole!.. EVERYBODY!.. ASSHOLES!
Lester: (from other side of Franklyn's phone) What did Trevor say?
Franklyn: Man, Michael's being held by a Chinese group.. Because of Trevor.
Lester: The irony isn't lost.. I'm sending tracking app to your phone. It's work better the closer you get... Be careful.
MEANWHILE:
Michael: (being tortured) I told you! He ain't my G-Lap!
The leader: Don't try to pursuad me, you ain't lovers!
Michael: (angrily) He's laughing at you, you fuckin idiot! Your making a mistake!
Leader: it cost a lot of money to find you.. Then you kill a whole bunch of my men.. Good day, huh?
Michael: (angrily) Yeah, good day!.. GOOD FUCKING DAY TO YOU!
The device Michael is hanging on, is turned on, slowly lowering Michael to a painful death.
Leader: Let's go.. Trevor Phillips isn't coming.
Michael: (scared for one of the few times in his life) Hey. heyheyhey.. LET ME FUCKING DOWN!