Max Payne

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Description

Detective Max Payne...Hard Boiled.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

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my debt. Investigator reported disturbance at an Easter Plaza. 10 4 Dispatcher, Verify Address. That's a Acer Plaza. Repeat. Acer plasm. Shots fired on the rooftop on assault in progress at Acer Plaza. Repeat on assault in progress. It's a war zone down here. 25 dispatch additional units. Additional units now. Officer in danger. Officer in danger. Ted, Flies, please report 10 5 All units, all units. Emergency Officer in Danger, Acer Plaza. Repeat. Acer Plaza. All units, they were all dead. The final gunshot was an exclamation mark to everything that led to this point. I released my finger from the trigger and then it was over to make any kind of sense of it. I need to go back three years back to the night the pain started. I was still in the force back. NYPD Manhattan, Midtown, North Recent ****'s Kitchen self When you come into work for me, Detective Pain. He'd make me work undercover in some hellhole. Sorry, Alex. Shell in the baby comes first. See this? My last smoke. It's bad for the baby that you, Max? Making the Boy Scout see Alex? It's still I'm for Polk Thursday, right? Like taking candy from a baby Life was good Sun setting our sweet summer's day Smell of freshly mowed lawns Sounds Children playing house across the river On the jersey side A beautiful wife and baby girl American dream come true Honey, I'm home dreams Have a nasty habit of going bad when you're not looking The sun went down with practice bravado Twilight crawl cars sky late before boarding Michelle, honey, Anybody home? I don't like the way the show started. They give me the best seat in the house. Front row center With the **** Something ugly have been tattooed on the wall A map of things to come He was appointed and trends syringe Magic tag full of diabolical meetings. Listen, some was broken into my house. Call nine more one. Is this pain? Residents? Yes. Someone's broken into my house. There's still here. You have to. Good. I am afraid. Who is this? Hello, Michelle? No, no, no. Max, you try to open the bathroom door. Oh, Shell, please. I'm gonna hurt you. I won't hurt you. It's coming. Death is coming. You're gonna die, Frieze, NYPD! No, no, no! Please, God, no! The fresh have fallen angels. No, No, no. God, please, Michelle. Ah! Uh, that was three years ago. Everything ripped apart in a New York minute. The killer junkies have been high on a previously unknown designer drug. Valcke your V. After the funeral, I told Alex that would be transferring to the d a d a. It took us three long years to get a break in the Valcke. Your case? Then finally, two months ago, a dime dropper tipped us off the Jack Lupino of Mob Boss. And that Putin l of crime family was trafficking. I would undercover infiltrated the worst Mafia family in New York. I came in from the cold and dark outside the city was a cruel monster. I've been slowly working my way from small time to the big fish trying to get to the source of the drug. Alex and BB were my only contacts in the D A. The only ones in this decrepit city who knew I was down here. Bebe here Something urgent has come up with Jack Lippy. No, you need to meet with Alex immediately. Have the Roscoe Street station. I hadn't had a face to face with Alex inside. Gone into cover outside, the mercury was falling fast. It was colder than the devil's heart. Raining ice pitchforks is if the heavens were ready to fall, everyone was running for shelter like there was no tomorrow. It didn't get any better. When I got to the subway, the feeling hit me like a point blank, straight shot in the face. Something was not right about this. My Beretta stirred nervously under my coat with the train doors had already shut behind me. And I was in for the ride. Next up Roscoe Street Station and Alex registration was drenched in glow. Alex was a ghost. Nowhere to be seen. I'd have to look for him. Death was in the air at Roscoe Street. I would have to find Alex fast, uh, pills to hold back the pain for a while.