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Home > Bernie Crane Sounds: Grand Theft...
All right, Hon. The meters on Walnut Way in Northwood.
Bernie Serenity.
Bullshit. This wasn't meant to happen.
But now, hey.
Can we have a bit of quiet?
Can you drive, man?
Can you drive?
Chase my tail, babe.
Closeted, married self hating hypocrite.
Come on, big boy.
Come on, Hon.
Come on, please.
Come on, sugar.
Come out of here.
Damn you.
Dancing in Hercules with my shirt off, every eye in the room was on me.
Do you think they'll notice that?
Do you want to go to a musical later?
Don't be a psycho.
Drop Anchor Skipper.
Every beautiful boy in Algonquin was there that night, but he was the only one for me.
Excuse me, asshole?
Follow my bun, sweetie.
Fuck off the two of you.
Fun time.
Get behind me.
Get behind.
Get out of here.
Go get us a car, sweetie.
Go sit on a stick.
Go, go, go, go.
Goodbye, Hon.
Have I told you about the first time I met Bryce?
He tried to kill me.
He's the man of my dreams.
Head out to sea, Sailor.
Hop in.
I better not need plastic surgery on these cuts.
I better not need plastic surgery.
I came here because it was meant to be the most progressive city in the world, but it just isn't.
I can almost smell them.
I can't even imagine where that is. I hope you know.
I could almost feel it.
I couldn't have had anyone.
I don't even find you attractive.
I don't feel comfortable if you're not behind me.
I don't know.
I don't like this.
I don't like this.
I don't look fabulous when I'm waking up with cold sweats at all hours of the night.
I don't think so.
I don't want to die.
I get all the stress of having a man, but none of the perks. That's my tragedy.
I just don't get it.
I just feel sorry for you, sweetie.
I knew you were the right person to call.
I know, sweetie.
I like them tight, but not that tight.
I must have an infection from this water.
I must have an infection.
I need to be in my apartment now.
I need you to watch my behind.
I never would have thought it.
I saw his face through the bubbles and I knew.
I take a class if I could be guaranteed buns like yours.
I think I'm going to cry.
I think you're a nasty person.
I thought we didn't know each other.
I want something big and awful and intimidating.
I want you at my rear.
I wanted to get A10, not a burn.
I was high on X and youth and beauty and I was dancing like I've never danced before.
I was slave to the beat and a God on the floor.
I wish people would just accept me for who I am. You know, the good and the bad.
I wish we could all just get along.
I'll never sleep again.
I'll speak to you soon.
I'm coming with you, honey. Make some room.
I'm done with this.
I'm going home for a shower and an avocado face pack.
I'm going home.
I'm going to rot in my apartment, The mummy of Middle Park West, they'll tell me.
I'm here. I'm clear. Deal with it.
I've gotten fat and ugly, Nico. You should have seen me when I first got here.
Imamo day.
In Northwood.
Is there a name for that fitness plan?
It takes hours of plucking and buffing before I can even bear to look at myself.
It was a fun party at Hercules.
It was good knowing you, sweetie. I'm going home.
It's a nightmare.
It's my hiney that I'm worried about, honey.
Jump in.
Keep up.
Love is strong enough to rip down mountains and throw trucks and all that stuff.
Middle-aged, closeted, married, self hating hypocrite.
Mr. Macho is making me Gray and flabby.
My eyebrows.
My eyebrows.
My hair will never recover from this.
My hair's going to go out frizzy.
My life is in turmoil.
My life is over.
Nicole Bellic.
No Siri.
No you don't, pal.
No, thank you.
Nobody messes with Bernie Serenity.
Not so cute. Roshni Rosie.
Nothing stands in the way of love.
Now I'm a monster. An old, wrinkly Gray monster.
Oh my God.
Oh, close shave.
Oh, oh, oh.
Oh, yes.
Or someone's going to tell Bryce I'm with you and you'll think I'm cheating.
Pick on someone else. Bully.
Play hard to get.
Please wait.
Put this thing into OverDrive.
Roshni Rosie.
San Fierro.
Screw you.
See you soon.
So long, sailor.
Soldier, you ain't such a sailor.
Sorry, boys.
Steve Nikki.
Thank you.
Thanks a lot.
That bitch.
That cannot be good for your skin.
That cinched my eyebrows.
That hurt.
That is the sweetest thing you've ever said to me.
That's it. Is it? My life is over.
That's what people are trying to take away. That's love.
The High Sailor.
The High Sailor. Two guys off the starport brow.
The meat is on Walnut Way in Northwood.
Then it happened. Out of nowhere, I was struck.
There are some great things playing on burlesque at the moment.
These people are animals.
They don't call it beauty. Sleep for nothing.
They're wide open, sweetie.
This doesn't look good, sweetie.
This is a disaster. I have to go home. My life is over.
This is crazy.
This is exciting.
This is exciting.
This is going to give me blemishes.
This is horrible.
This is my kind of speed slow.
This is nice driving.
This is terrible.
This isn't good.
This isn't working, sweetie.
This man has haunted my dreams for weeks.
This was the least fun ever.
Try a bit of subtlety, honey.
Two guys off the starport brow.
Uh oh.
Unfocused 100%.
Walnut Way in Northwood.
Watch my rear.
Watch the fuck out.
We don't know.
We need a car or something.
We need a car.
We're going to need a ride.
Well done.
Well, I don't think that's so very nice.
What am I going to do?
What are we going to do now?
What are you doing?
What he and I have is real.
Why does everything that's meant to be fun have to be so miserable?
Why don't I just stop and leave for San Fierro? They'd understand me there.
You are my knight in shining armor.
You asshole.
You beast.
You better drive.
You can feel it deep down inside.
You can handle this right.
You crazy maniac.
You Dick.
You know.