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  • What do I need to do?
  • You're welcome.
  • Go on.
  • I'm on it.
  • We'll see.
  • I don't know.
  • What do you want from me?
  • Not really, no.
  • All right.
  • {Question} What's the plan?
  • We should get going.
  • {Confident} Let's do this.
  • {Confident} Then let's get to it.
  • Here you go.
  • I should get going.
  • I'm not sure.
  • Maybe later.
  • Not now.
  • Still looking.
  • What's so important?
  • {Neutral} No, not yet.
  • I'll think about it.
  • I don't know...
  • So...
  • {Irritated} How can you admire them? They're a bunch of murderers.
  • What's going to happen to all those people outside the gate?
  • That scientist Kellogg was supposed to track down. Virgil. We need to find him.
  • {unsure how to feel, regret mixed with anger and uncertainty / Depressed} I saw Kellogg's life... The man who ruined my family... The man I killed...
  • {emphasize "you" / Sarcastic} If all I needed was a dog, why'd I bother saving you?
  • {playful banter to spouse, salesman keeps ringing the door} He's persistent, I'll give him that.
  • {panicked, running to the Vault with your spouse} Hold on to Shaun!
  • {Confident} Sounds good. Get the troops ready for the attack.
  • I need to build a Signal Interceptor to get into the Institute.
  • {panicked, short of breathe, just ran to the Vault elevator / Nervous} He's fine. We're gonna be okay. I love you.
  • We got what we needed. The Institute uses teleportation to get in and out.
  • Help me, and I promise I'll protect any survivors to the best of my ability.
  • {Grateful} Looks good, Ingram. I'll get to work right away.
  • {playful banter, lovingly married for years} Wow, your hair looks great.
  • {Question} How are we going to build the Control Console?
  • {confused, angry / Puzzled} Father? That's your name? Your title?
  • {talking to baby shaun} There she is, see? Mommy's not going far.
  • {Worried} Not sure how we're going to build this Relay Dish.
  • {mind-blown / Disbelief} How... is that even possible?
  • {with your spouse, listening to the TV report of the bombs dropping / Nervous} Oh my god.
  • {Irritated} Skip to the part where we build the thing, Tom.
  • {Kellogg's voice is coming out of Nick Valentine / Disbelief} What did you say?
  • {Thinking} That's not much to go on. I might not be able to find him.
  • {player looking at a laundry hamper full of dirty clothes} Should leave the laundry for Codsworth...
  • {Puzzled} You don't know anything about them? Really?
  • {playful banter, lovingly married for years} New hair color?
  • {Disgust} So the weird science experiments needed specimens. That's why they took you.
  • {playful banter, lovingly married for years} Sweetie, you look as beautiful as the day we met...
  • San Francisco Sunlights. Kellogg's preferred brand, alright.
  • {player is standing there not saying anything} You all right?
  • There's more than one person who knows about the Institute. Virgil, that scientist who escaped...
  • {reading a label on the outside of your laundry washer} Another fine product of General Atomics International...
  • {leaving the house to go to the Vault, leaving Codsworth behind} Codsworth. Stay safe, buddy.
  • {tapping on the shoulder to get their attention} Codsworth...
  • You and I both know you were part of the Institute, and you escaped.
  • {A mix of annoyed and concerned. Who's been telling these lies?} Who told you that I was your father?
  • {refusing to give Mama Murphy chems / Stern} You need to stop using chems. I'm serious.
  • All you need to know is there's a machine that can get me inside the Institute.
  • It doesn't matter what they think. What matters is what you do.
  • I'm trying to find my son. The Institute kidnapped him.
  • {Sarcastic} Either it is, or we end up building one hell of a paper weight.
  • {Sad} I... I didn't make it in time. Kellogg was working with the Institute and he... he gave them Shaun... I've lost him all over again...
  • {Question} Aren't you the least bit curious what they have in there?
  • {projected voice - Codsworth is in the room down the hall / Puzzled} Codsworth? What's wrong?
  • {Question} You're not having second thoughts, are you?
  • {cracking jokes / Amused} Next stop: the Railroad. Choo choo!
  • {Grateful} Thanks, Sturges. I'll get right on this.
  • {Understanding with some regret that you have to wait / Somber} I understand, Elder.
  • {Talking to Dogmeat, who has sniffed something out.} What do you have there?
  • {Dogmeat is tracking Kellogg and has stopped. he's trying to pick up the scent again} Kellogg was here. Let's find something to track him down.
  • {hesitant, concerned / Concerned} Shaun, about this synth...
  • I...I woke up. I saw them take you. I couldn't stop them. I couldn't do anything...
  • {Reassuring, compassionate} Right, of course. I'm your father.
  • {shouting, desperate - player is going the wrong way / Afraid} Where are you going? We have to get to the Vault!
  • {Question} You're the one that can extract memories from a brain, right?
  • The Institute uses teleportation to get in and out. This machine can hijack their signal and send me instead.
  • Looks like this one thought he'd get away. No such luck.
  • {exasperated / Disbelief} Oh come on. That's crazy!
  • {heartbroken / Disbelief} But why? Why take a child? Why take you?
  • {panicked, running to the Vault with your spouse} I'm right here! Go!
  • I found Virgil. He has a way inside the Institute, but I need a code from a Courser Chip.
  • {emotional, trying to soothe/calm / Worried} Shaun, please... calm down. I'll get you out of there.
  • {Apologetic} Shhhh... It'll be okay, Shaun. I'm here now.
  • {Question} That all sounds impressive, but can you build it?
  • {Very important Q / Question} Is the Church safe now?
  • Did you know the Institute has a teleporter? They call it the Molecular Relay.
  • {playful banter} *chuckle* Go ahead, honey. I'll be there in a second to help, okay?
  • {joking, referring to yourself, looking in the mirror} What d'ya think, hon? Roguishly handsome, or handsomely roguish?
  • {Puzzled} I don't know. I might need that chip later.
  • {to yourself, looking at an old-fashioned camera} We really need to get those vacation photos developed...
  • {looking at a bottle of liquor, commenting to yourself} It's a little early to be drinking...
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