SEVERAL DAYS LATER:
Dash was out of the house, while Packie was sitting on the couch listening to his mother Maureen.
"...All I'm saying is that we'll all be judged in the end, all of your brothers... and you, Patrick." Maureen McReary, the mother, said to Packie as he sat on the couch, a bit annoyed at her speech.
"And you, Kate!" Maureen continued, turning to Kate who was standing next to the fireplace.
"Who's going to judge Kate!? What would she win if they did? Virgin of the year?" Packie laughed.
"I'm thinking maybe you can catch a VD for both of us, Patrick," Kate mocked.
"Fuck you, Katie!" Packie laughed.
"Language," Maureen said.
"Sorry, Ma," Packie replied.
Suddenly Niko Bellic enters the house. Wearing his trademark outfit. Packie had called him, saying he has job oppunities.
Packie saw him, and got up while saying "Oh, there he is, Mr. fucking crazy man... you wanna beer?"
"No," Niko replied.
"Good. 'Cause I ain't fucking got none." Packie laughed.
"Very funny. Maybe if being a drunkard doesn't work out you can be a comedian" Niko replied, causing Kate to laugh.
"Fuck off... and you Kate, fuck off outta here!" Packie replied.
"But aren't you gonna introduce us?" Kate replied.
"Fine.. That's my ma... And this is my sister. Lovely class. Scared to bits of life. And fucking off outta here right now, before I throw a fuckin' bottle at her!
Kate: Nice to meet you.
Niko: Likewise, see you around.
"Bye." Kate waves, and she and Maureen both leave.
"What a girl... I think she likes you... Word to the wise, though - she didn't put out. Which is convenient, 'cause if she did, I'd have to kill you." Packie told Niko.
"Understood," Niko replied.
"Good lad.. You got any drugs on you, boy?" Packie asked.
"No," Niko replied.
"Shit!... well, probably a good thing... We got some business to take care of. Come on.'' Packie replied, leading them outside.
ON THE ROAD:
Packie: Okay, there's a ship coming in and we're the welcoming party.
Niko: Who are we welcoming and what have they got that makes this drive worth the effort?
Packie: We're welcoming some of our cousins from the East, but we don't know what it is that they're bringing in exactly. All we know is that it's worth a dollar or two.. My brother Gerald had word about it through this Italian, Ray Boccino. He gave us the heads up in exchange for a cut of the haul.
Niko: What makes you think that the information is legit?
Packie: First off, I don't trust this Ray guy for a second. We wouldn't be working for him if our family still had the same status it did back in the day. But that's another story.
Niko: Am I going to hear this story?
Packie: Anyone who hands around my family hears about the old days. Just wait… Anyway, Ray Boccino is a slimy motherfucker. The one thing you can rely on him for is greed. I'm too small a time to be worth setting up so the one angle he can be playing is the cash one.
Niko: Makes sense.
Packie: Yeah, he'll probably try to give us a fraction of whatever this stuff's worth but it'll be a fun night.
Niko: Depends on what you think is fun.
Packie: Stealing, gunfire, car chases, all the usual stuff.
Niko: Usual for you and me maybe. The general population, I am not so sure.
Packie: General population?.. That's a prison term. Have you ever been inside?
Niko: Not in this country.. In Europe. They do things differently there. Not so much of the "fun in the shower" that you guys have here in America.
Packie: Must have been a real disappointment. Bet a guy like you thought he was going to be really popular with the lifers. Did no one pay you any attention?
Niko: As I said, the whole "prison bitch" thing is an American phenomenon. It doesn't happen on the other side of the ocean.
Packie: Well, you've got to do some time over here. See what you've been missing out on in your chaste European jails.
Niko: I'm going to pass on that.. Send me a postcard if you do some time.
Packie: Will do. Might even put you on the visitors list.
Niko: I'd be fucking touched.
Packie: You'd be touched if you did some time, that's for sure.
Niko: We would see if they'd be able to touch me, I got some moves.
Packie You're a good man, Niko. I like you. Not in a "fun in the showers" kind of way. In a male bonding, about to go rob some people, kind of way.
Niko: I think I know what you are saying.
Packie: Good man.. Anyway I would have brought Dash in this, but she's doing some work for my brother Gerry.
Niko: Dash? She's with you now?
Packie: Yeah with Torris she's left working with us McReary's.. Only one I can trust is her.. As well as my family, some of them at least.. And people I don't know... That's why you're on this job with me.
Niko: Because you don't know me?
Packie: That, and you helped save mine and Dash's life.. Saving someone's life has got to count for something in this fucked up age we live in.
Niko: That depends on life, I guess.
Packie: Tell you what, I'll snort a load of rails, fuck a lot of drunk girls, get into fights on a nightly basis and die young leaving a scarred, bloated corpse. That sounds like the sort of life worth saving?
Niko: Most definitely.
Later from on top the roofs, Packie is seen using an AK47, Niko reloading a SMG.. He sticks to SMG in this series, even in the later bank heist.. Afterall, he's enough of a badass that it's all he needs.
"This is where the deal's meant to be going down.. (sees boat coming in) And here's the boat, right on time.. See those boxes on the back of the boat? They must be bringing cloned meds" Packie said, quietly so they wouldn't be heard.
Niko: Meds?
"Yeah. Stuff that'll stop housewives cutting their wrists and make their husbands get wood.. Meds, Mollis, sedatives, antidepressants - meds" Packie told him.
"Okay, how do we do it?" Niko asked.
"We'll wait until the truck is loaded, then we take it. Simple as that... I'll cover you up here.. While you're down below, 'cleaning up" Packie replied.
"These better be some good fuckin pills!.. The housewives better be grateful" Niko sarcastically replied.
Niko sneaked down to below, and once he and Packie were in good positions, Niko threw a grenade, which caught the enemies off guard and they all ran away from it, though 2 or 3 weren't as lucky and died in the blast.
Packie opened fire from above, covering Niko, just like he promised too. And killed a good many of them.
Niko slowly shot his way towards the truck, violently gunning down anyone in his path. He even body checked one of them into a wall, and then shot him as he was trying to get up.
Before long. Packie made his way down from the roof and ran over to Niko, helping him with the remaining gunmen.
Before too long the duo killed all of them, clearing the area.
"Clear!" Niko cried.
"Damn, this was just getting fun!.. But anyway, let's get the truck to Ray, so we can get paid" Packie replied, reloading his AK47.
AFTERWARDS:
Ray: The stuff all in there?
Packie: Sure is. All safe and sound. Whole truck load of it.
Ray: A lotta wives and mistresses are gonna be happy when their men get a hold of those, huh? Whole city's gonna be hard in a few days time... (notices Niko) Who's this? What happened to Dash?
Packie: She couldn't make it.. So I brought someone else.. Niko. meet Ray Boccino... And Ray.. Meet Niko Bellic.. He's an absolute savior.. Couldn't have done it without him.
Niko: Hello.
Ray: So.. Niko, is it?.. You work for these mick bastards?
Packie: [quietly] Asshole.
Niko: I work for whoever's paying.
Ray: I might give you a call sometime... (to Packie) Get in, Packie.
Packie: (to Niko) Eh, I'll catch you round, man. (gets in Ray's car as Ray drives off).
Meanwhile, Dash is seen doing another drug trade, holding a duffle bag of it. Gerry watches her from his car, probably making sure she does it right. Sure enough, It all goes well, and they simply switch dufflebags, she instead given one full of cash.
"It's done." Dash said, re-entering the car.
"Good girl, I'll split the money when we get home." Gerry said, driving off.