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Michael:

What a shit show. I'll tell you what, you could take this desert, and stick it. My life may be a world of pain, but from here on out it's gonna be cool, comfortable, air-conditioned pain.

Michael:

You know, I've been in this game for a lot of years and I got out alive. If you want my advice - give the shit up.

Michael:

I'm rich, I'm miserable - I'm pretty average for this town.

Michelle holding a flashlight while interrogating a prisoner:

Next, I'll have this thing so far up your ass, your tonsils will be playing shadow puppets.

Fabian, Michael:

Fabian: Namaste.
Michael: Nama-go-fuck-yourself.

Trevor:

The guns and crank in this area go through Trevor Phillips Enterprises... or they ain't going!

Ortega, Trevor:

Ortega: What the fuck, Trevor?
Trevor: This is the fuck, my soggy friend! You are out of business. The Lost MC are out of business. The guns and crank in this area go through Trevor Philips Enterprise, or they ain't going!

Steve Haines, Trevor:

Steve Haines: Those bastards love to sell drugs.
Trevor: Who doesn't?

Wade, Trevor:

Wade: Are we nearly there yet?
Trevor: No, Wade.
Wade: Are nearly NEARLY there?
Trevor: You keep this up, you're not gonna get there at all.

Trevor looking out over Los Santos:

So Michael, this is where dead men come back to life. It's been nearly ten years. But you'll keep for another day or so huh, old friend? You motherfucking fuck! I grieved for you! You weren't even fucking dead. You were my best friend. Well guess who's coming to shit on your doorstep, you fuck!

Trevor showing Floyd his dick:

Mine ain't nothin' special, but this boy gets the job done.

Michael, Trevor:

Michael: Come back, we'll order pizza.
Trevor: Fuck you! Fuck your pizza. Fuck everything it stands for!

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