Devin calls Michael shortly after Michael leaves the studio.
Devin: Slow it down, Slick. You're not thinking.
Michael: Hey, I'm a producer. I'm producing the goods.
Devin: Don't do this, Slick. Think, she's got a police escort, she's on the way to my personal hangar, security at the airport work for me.
Michael: I just wanna get the film back before she does anything rash with it.
Devin: Molly's highly strung. She's not going to stop and talk it out with a deranged killer chasing after her.
Michael: That ain't who I am... today. Look, I don't wanna hurt anyone, I just wanna get my movie.
Devin: Slow down, and usе your brain. Fun time is over.
Devin еnds the call.
Michael: Ahhh.
LSPD Dispatch: Attention, La Puerta units: Requesting a VIP escort for Miss Molly Schultz. Destination is the east hangar at Los Santos International. Requesting ground and air units, code 3.
Michael approaches Molly, who is racing towards the airport.
Michael: • What's she up to? • What's she doing?
Two Police Cruisers pursue Molly.
Police Officer: • Ms. Schultz, there is no need to panic. The LSPD are here to escort you to the hangar. • Ms. Schultz, please calm down. We're here to escort you to the hangar.
Driving towards the airport...
Police Officer: • You do not need to go that fast. Please relax. • There is no need to drive erratically. Please calm down.
Passing the Devin Weston Hangar...
Police Officer: • You went past the hangar! • The Devin Weston hangar was back there on your left!
A Police Cruiser crashes into the tanker truck and explodes.
Michael:: • Holy shit! • Whoa! Fuck!
Molly drives through the airport's terminals and past a fire training exercise.
Police Officer: • Ms. Schultz, you are in the path of aircraft, this is not a safe place to drive. • Ms. Schultz, you are endangering yourself and my fellow officers.
Michael: • Say it like it is, she's totally flipped! • You're telling me, she's gone crazy!
Molly drives onto the runway with a landing Jet.
Michael: • You wanna take a plane full a tourists with ya? • Oh, oh, oh - the plane!
Two police cars are destroyed by the landing plane.
Michael: • Shit! •
Molly drives head-on towards a landing plane.
Michael: • You're playing chicken! • Nah, nah, nah, nah.
A police car is destroyed by the plane's landing gear.
Police Officer: • Get off the runways, now!
• Ms. Schultz, stop the car!
• Stop your car now, Ms. Schultz.
• Pull over now, Ms. Schultz!
• We'll protect you, just pull over.
• Stop your car!
Michael: • Stop the car, lady! • Pull it over already.
Molly gets out of the car and runs inside the hangar corridor.
Molly: • He wants to kill me! He wants to kill me! • That man's a murderer! He wants to kill me!
Police Officer: On the floor, lady! On the fucking floor!
Hangar Public-Address System: Clear the hangar!
Molly: • He's a psychopath!
• He kills people! Help me!
• He's a maniac! Stop him!
• Stop him! Stop him, he's a killer!
• Save me from this murderer!
• I'm just a white collar criminal, but he's a real one!
Michael: • I think you need some help right now!
• Lady, you need a friend!
• Molly! Molly!
• Molly!
• Hey, come on!
• Just fucking stop!
• Stop, would you? Give me the film. It's the right thing to do!
Molly pushes and aircraft attendant out of the way before running in front of the jet's turbine.
Molly: • Move! A mad man's coming! • Out of my way!
Aircraft Attendant: • Hey, hey, hey, you can't be in here, stop! • Hey! You can't be here. Stop!
Michael:: • Whoa! Stop! Look out!
The jet turbine starts up and Molly is sucked in.
Molly: • Argghhh!
Michael: • Eurrrrrr.
• That was nasty, and needless.
• That didn't have to happen.
(Michael, escaping the police)
Michael:: • Hey, I'm just a witness, okay!?
• Hey, I ain't done anything!
• She's the one behind this!
• I got what I came for, I'm leaving!
• All this mayhem - nothing to do with me!
• Trespassing - that's the most you got on me!
• Hey, you got some mess to clean up! Leave me alone!
