Sweets: Thank you for bailing me out Ryder. I don't know how long I could stay in the streets for before I end up in court and probably prison for life.

Ryder: Yea dont sweat it dog. While you were inside, me and the boys accepted a gang fight.

Sweet: Without my permission?! What the f*** is wrong with you?!

Ryder: Listen!! they're willing to fight toe to toe, no guns or melee weapons. This gang is from San Frierro. There is no territory risk and not even the cops can crash the party. This fight is only for reputation, to show whos banging in the streets you feel me?

Sweet: For as much I am grateful you got me out of jail and how much loyalty you're showing for the hood but your a motherf****** idiot Ryder!!! I have no f****** idea what ever goes through that stupid @ss head of yours!!! Do we even look like a grove street fight club, because that s*** is for stupid @ss bust3rs!!! it aint like I can call the fight off either so where is this f****** place!?

Ryder: Downtown, Los santos. You'll find them up on the tallest skyscraper. You will thank me once we dominate these motherf*****s.

Sweet: No risks huh? Come on fool. You got yourself into this s*** and you're no way in hell walking out on me dog.

Ryder: Pppfff n***** please, I ain't no chicken. Do you always have to be so mad no matter what I do for the grove man?

Sweet: We will talk about this later fool. We got a reputation to keep up.

Ryder: I hear ya.