Grand Theft Auto: Vice City (2002 Video Game)

Philip Michael Thomas: Lance Vance

Quotes 

• Lance Vance : It's time for the Lance Vance Dance.

• Tommy Vercetti : There goes my careful planning, all blown to hell. Thanks to you. You screwed up real good, Lance.

  Lance Vance : He killed my brother. What did you expect me to do? Mow his lawns?

• [Tommy Vercetti and Lance Vance impersonating cops] 

  Tommy Vercetti : Remember, smile at the other cops.

  Lance Vance : Hey there, officer. Nice badge, nice badge.

  Tommy Vercetti : Real smooth, Lance.

• Tommy Vercetti : One thing's puzzling me. What's with 'Quentin'?

  Lance Vance : I dunno, I always kinda liked it: Quentin Vance.

  Tommy Vercetti : Vance? Your name's Lance Vance?

  Lance Vance : Hey, I got enough of that at school.

  Tommy Vercetti : Lance Vance. Poor bastard.

• Lance Vance : So Tommy, it's obvious that Diaz is the one who busted our deal, so why in the hell are we still running errands for him?

  Tommy Vercetti : The more we learn now, the less we'll have to learn when we take this town over.

• Lance Vance : [after returning to Diaz with coke]  Good shooting, my friend. You're a real, proper, grade A, lunitic.

  Tommy Vercetti : Well, thank you.

  Lance Vance : See you around, Tommy.

  Tommy Vercetti : Ok, Mr. Lance Vance Dance.

• Lance Vance : Oh, way to go, tough guy. Beat 'em to a pulp. That should make him real chatty.

  Tommy Vercetti : You want some too?

  Lance Vance : Hey, chill. I want what you want, brother.

  Tommy Vercetti : Oh, yeah? And what's that?

  Lance Vance : Your green, and my dead brother's white lady. Unfortunately, you just silenced our lead.

  Tommy Vercetti : Accidents happen. Get lost.

  Lance Vance : Hey, hey, whoa. No need to go all 'Lone Ranger' on my ass. The way I see it, we two hombres in a strange town. We need to watch each other's back.

  Tommy Vercetti : My back's just fine, brother.

  Lance Vance : You sure about that? Here, take this. Follow me.

• Lance Vance : Say goodnight, Mr. Diaz.

• [after arming a bomb] 

  Tommy Vercetti : Okay, timers are set, five seconds and counting.

  Lance Vance : Five seconds? We gotta get the hell out of here!