| response | - 1.0
- 2.0
- Yeah.
- Bring it on.
- Shit.
- Anything?
- Any time.
- {Chummy - said to someone that can relate} About to head out. My safehouse kiddies need me to make some booms.
- {Annoyed} This was supposed to be my damned day off.
- Coursers are in the field. Your life and mine just went to shit.
- {Irritated} G5 was a friend, all right? So give me some time.
- You keep throwing my ass into the deep end. I can't protect myself, our people, and the package without sometimes hurting one of your precious humans.
- {Happy / Happy} And Malden is secure. I'll tell Grisworld the package is incoming.
- {Defiant} I've been living free for years. And no one out there - not one person - has ever thought I was a synth.
- In the artificial flesh. And before you start with the questions the only thing I'll say about it is this: all those rumors out there are bullshit.
- {Angry} I don't know if I did right by G5. This whole thing feels shitty. Curie better be worth it.
- {Friendly} We're a man down, though, and if anything Deacon said about you is true I'd like you on our team.
- Given what I saw, yeah, you might be the real deal.
- {Somber} No matter what Dez and others say, synths ain't human. We're assembled bone by bone. Muscle by muscle. I've seen it.
- This Curie seems alright. Maybe... Maybe G5 would've liked her.
- {Confident} With my track record, I'm entitled to it.
- {Depressed} When I saw G5... She didn't even recognize me. But I owed her from my time in the Institute.
- {Not too concerned} I guess I overstayed my welcome.
- {Wanting to hurt them} Let's kick the assholes out of here.
- {Not happy, but knows it's necessary} But can't we just... I don't know, chase them off? *sigh*
- And on the other side, the Doctor's got troubles, too, so she sends her own damned cryptic note.
- For every synth that makes it out, there's a round on me.
- Firepower. Armor. Repurposed tech. Doesn't hold a candle to the Institute, but it'll save your ass in the field.
- The world's a dangerous place... for anyone in my way. Heh.
- But would she want to become a walking breathing tin can? We fought our whole lives to be more than that.
- The package got jumped by a scavenger while I was taking care of business. He drew a gun on her. He was using her as a god-damned shield.
- {Amused} You're a born-in-the-wild human model 1.0. You ain't bad for that model. Not in the same league as us synths. But hey, not your fault.
- Suit yourself, human. But it's good to have friends out there. The Commonwealth is a hell of place to fly solo.
- {Sad} Listen G5-19 went through a lot, but she was good. Solid.
- {Stern} Listen, I know we don't exactly know each other. But talk with Deacon.
- {Sad} They weren't really mean about it. They just treated me like a coffee maker. Or a terminal.
- Listen, if it's me or them - then I'll always pick me.
- {Enjoying telling this, thinks it's hilarious in an annoying way} So Grisworld's got trouble and they send a cryptic note to HQ. "Send in the big guns."
- {Somber} In the Institute they screw with your head. Yeah, sometimes, when things are really bleak. I wonder.
- {Tough, earnest warning} I traded some lead with a Courser outside Dayton. Watch your six out there.
- {Angry} And I feel like I desecrated her memory. See you back at HQ.
- {Wry chuckle} They barely told me where the hell I was supposed to go.
- {Conspiratorial} You're helping out my people. So some advice. Kiss up to Tinker Tom. He's bat-shit crazy, but he's got all the good stuff.
- {Bravado / Amused} No, like most ops it's point and click until nothing's left standing.
- {Amused} Saw some of your work along the trail. Not bad. For a human, that is.
- And that's how you do it.
- And that's what the Railroad's about.
- Any time, snowflake. I don't got all day.
- {Sad} Tommy was the second heavy at HQ. He went KIA after the Institute assholes took out the Switchboard.
- Big mistake. You're going down.
- But then I remember something.
- What the hell is with this, anyway? I don't ask you about murdering monkeys.
- Exactly.
- G5 would've kicked my ass about this. Damn it.
- Hey you.
- {Angry} Can you prove I'm not? This is like one of Carrington's god-damned tests.
- I came. I brought her.
- I could use the doc. Mister Smiley, too.
- I should see this through.
- I thought it was one of Tinker Tom's aliens.
- I thought so.
- I'm done talking.
- I'm god damned bleeding.
- If I get a shot, I'm going to take them out.
- If I have to.
- {Friendly - marine to marine} Just don't get yourself killed, OK?
- Just get it over with.
- Just one thing.
- {Annoyed} What are you still doing here? Get back to HQ.
- Talking about this ain't easy. There's one thing you need to know.
- Man, you're a hero. You know that right?
- My favorite. Awkward silences. Thanks for that.
- {Fervent last request / InPain} Promise me you'll free them. All of them.
- No, the bastards need to bleed. All of them.
- No. Because I don't do it.
- Not... now...
- Oh, I will.
- {Ribbing an old friend} And Deacon, you ain't so bad, either.
- I think you'd make a decent addition to the Railroad.
- See you back at HQ.
- Shit. I don't know. I try to avoid it.
- {Angry} If my programming is so damned good that no one can tell I'm not one of you humans, what's it matter?
- That's all I'm going to say.
- The Institute's got to pay, Dez. They iced Tommy.
- Things are quiet. For now.
- Traitor! You god damned traitor!
- {Coughs a little, then dies in fear - she's facing death believing she has no soul and will go to Hell} Isn't there... supposed to be a light?
- Yeah, that makes sense.
- Yeah, whatever. I hate being poked and prodded.
- You humans are all bastards.
- You know it.
- You mess with my people? Hell no.
- You the new heavy? Bullseye, right?
- You the new heavy? Charmer, right?
- You the new heavy? Fixer, right?
- You the new heavy? Professor, right?
- You the new heavy? Wanderer, right?
- You the new heavy? Whisperer, right?
- You think that is going to stop me?
- {This will be legendary / Happy} You lead the way, my friend.
- {Depressed} Losing G5 was tough. But I think she would've wanted her death to mean something.
- {Realization, then thinks it's hilarious / Amused} Wait. *laugh* We got assigned the same damned job?
- {Pumped and reliving the good times she had kicking ass with the player} Sometimes the stories got it right. You kicked ass at Malden.
- {Suspicious} So the Switchboard was crawling with bad guys. Mines and shit, too. Any of that true? Or was Deacon bullshitting me again?
- Scratch one Brotherhood. And hey, Institute, you're next.
- {Good humor} I almost feel sorry for the bastards. Almost.
- {Irritated} So do you think we're just machines? If we are, then take a long look in the mirror. Maybe you're just running your brain's god damned programming.
- This place, us, we don't exist. And if you say anything different...
- {Shouted at a distance, quick clip - promising violence} Don't. Move.
- If you're done second guessing me, I've got things to do.
- {Irritated} We got to work together. So I'm just going to say this once.
- {Suspicious} If I'm working something out, I just build a plan in my head. Step by step. The same way everyone does, I guess.
- {Somber} Clean. Lots of metal and machines. But I really only saw a few rooms of it - the barracks and where I worked.
- {Dying calling a friend over to hear her final words} Hey. Over here.
- {Thinking} Tough. Tough enough the SRB had to strip her mind. More than once.
- {Involuntary chuckle, likes Deacon despite how annoying he can be / Irritated} *chuckle* Always the comedian.
- {Chuckling - doesn't literally have to be "sheesh" / Irritated} Don't tell me you buy into that crap? Sheesh.
- {Shouted to a near distance, stern - promising violence} Not one foot closer.
- {Ironic laugh, but coughs up blood / InPain} Bullshit. *cough*
- After you leave, I get to do a full security sweep before we can get out of here, too.
- {Amused} I'm as real a girl as you'll ever meet. The only difference is I bet your assembly instruction were a hell of a lot more fun.
- {Overall, she's happy} Hey, if you got this covered - all yours. Been ages since I've had some down time.
- {Hostile shout before opening fire} I god-damned warned you. Open up!
- That strung out asshole could've wasted her any second. So I took the shot. The package was unharmed. So, yeah, you're welcome.
- We, should, I don't know. Bake a cake. That's what you do, right?
- {Amen to that / Amused} Don't you know it.
- {Amused} And then comes the comedy.
- {Amused} Ha. You know it.
- {Amused} Hell no. I'm calling Deacon a liar.
- {Amused} That's the price of freedom, brother.
- {Amused} That's the price of freedom, sister.
- {Amused} What's not to like?
- {Angry} I got to go blow off some steam. Later.
- {Angry} Just leave me alone.
- {Angry} We're done.
- {Angry} What sort of stupid question is that?
- {Angry} You are really pushing my buttons.
- {Annoyed} I hate waiting.
- {Excited} Time for some action.
- {Fierce} Talk to the boss.
- {Friendly} Awesome. I think you'll be a good fit.
- {Friendly} You stay safe out there.
- {Friendly} You take care out there.
- {Grateful} I... I think she'd like that.
- {Grateful} You know... That sounds all right.
- {Happy} That's how you do it.
- {Impressed} You are one ass-kicking machine.
- {Irritated} Damn it.
- {Irritated} Yeah, whatever.
- {Irritated} Yeah. Here's hoping.
- {Playful, amused / Amused} Oh no, another one?
- {Sad} But I just need to let her go.
- {Sad} Sometimes... I wish I could forget.
- {Sad} Those feelings... They never quite go away.
- {Sad} You could say that.
- {Sincere / Happy} It's been a god-damned pleasure.
- {Snarky banter} Really? Since when?
- {Surprised} That's hard core.
- {Suspicious} I guess that's one way of doing it.
- {Wry, ribbing / Amused} Even you, D-Man.
- {Confident} Well, welcome to the party. After what happened to Tommy Whispers, we need another tough son-of-a-bitch that can get shit done.
- {Taking the piss out of the PC in a comrade in arms fashion / Amused} Gives me a chance to see what you and Deacon really get up to in the field.
- {Impressed, slight disappointment} My safehouse says Malden's clean. Glad you didn't need me.
- {Amused} You can call me Miss Angel of Death for short.
- {Confident} They call me Glory. The angel of death. The ass-kicking poster child of a liberated synth.
- {Angry} Listen, I think for myself. I feel. Like, right now, I'm a little pissed off.
- {Angry} Are you shitting me? Poetry is a waste of time.
- {Amused} How'd you take down the old HQ? Please tell me you didn't go along with Deacon's "in and out like a ghost" crap.
- Dez says we stay here until you leave. No pressure.
- If I ever leave the Railroad, I'm tracking you down and figure out a way to pay you back for all you've done.
- {A touch of irritation} I always get lost in places like this.
- {Conspiratorial} I know Dez said we don't got room. But talk to Deacon. I'm sure he's got an angle, he always does.
- {Irritated} Fine. Do it. Do it now before I change my mind.
- That's what the "Made in the Institute" stamp on my ass says.
- {Really looking forward to it, gung ho marine before storming the beach / Happy} Well... since we're both here. What do you say the two heavies join forces and rock the heavens a little?
- Would it kill them to let me know mission specs before the dead drop? Just once?
- {Sad} She's one of my people. A friend. I promised to protect them.
- {Knows she's dying, grim / InPain} No escape... this time. *cough*
- {Amused} We're family here. So if we get a new brother, trust me, everyone's going to want to say hi.
- {Depressed} I've been hoping the Doc could think of something. She's breathing and all... It's her, you understand.
- {Really cracks up / Amused} *laugh* Drag that candy-assed Carrington out here, too. I'd pay to see that.
- {Epic Confusion / Surprised} What are you doing here?
- Damned if I know. The machines are... massive. Complicated. Not like anything I've seen out here.
- Saving synths ain't easy. So when we score a win, sometimes the propaganda gets laid on thick.
- {Grousing, happy at the thought on an explosion} Why can't the bad guys be in one place? Clustered together real tight. Boom.
- {Sarcastic} Nothing like living in a hole in the ground to get you in the mood to party, right?
- {Worried} So you're the one that wants to put a robot brain in G5-19?
- {Urgent last words, sounds like she's dying / InPain} Listen, the Railroad's always sitting on its hand... Ahhh... You're the best thing that's ever happened.
- You. You're the real deal. You actually made it inside the Institute.
- {Disgruntled} My Griswold boys gave me nothing about this place. All I know is, "Malden Center's hot."
- {Chuckling, but disdain creeping in / Amused} With all our "compartmentalization" bullshit - this sort of shit happens.
- {This will be legendary / Happy} Then let's show them how it's done.
- {Angry} I helped those assholes make more synths. "Synth Development" is what they called it.
- Likewise. Anyone crazy enough to join us, is OK in my book.
- A heavy. Someone able to take whatever shit the Institute and Commonwealth dishes out and come back for more.
- {Confused, a little reprimand} Griswold needs Malden Center cleared, like, yesterday. What are you doing here?
- Every rook comes in here and wants to interrogate me. Wants to know everything about everything.
- I iced the Coursers before they found Dayton. This time, at least.
- {Insistent } You gotta protect Dez and the other soft targets. Go.
- I know a whole lot less than you'd think. Mainly, I did surface detail. Combing over ruins and shit for salvage.
- Yeah, it's a real pleasure to meet another one of you humans. There sure are an awful lot of you.
- {Playfully malicious sarcasm} Looks like the poor little raiders got their clocked cleaned by the Gen 1s.
- {Conspiratorial} Listen, you caught us at a shit time. We're still recovering from... something I can't get into.
- {In tremendous pain, but holding it together / InPain} None of them got past me. Damn... that stings...
- {Wink and a nudge / Amused} But knowing how pear shaped things go, see you around.
- {Angry} I'm gonna hit the range. I need to shoot something. Now.
- {Irritated} You know she's a synth. We're supposed to protect them.
- The few times I was in the Institute proper all I was to them was their thinking, feeling hammer.
- {Sad} G5 was scared. Like most synths, she was terrified the Institute would find her and send her back.
- {Thankful, relief - she can die now / InPain} If anyone... *cough*
- I hear you. I can't believe so many of you guys risk your neck for us. But, hey, if you decide to join...
- {Said like it's a punch line.} You got the job from the Goodneighbor side, I got it from Griswold Safehouse.
- I can't believe Dez is letting you walk out of here.
- Tom and his boys are still unloading all the toys you found from the DIA. Nice.
- {Depressed} I tried to convince her she could live free, as herself. But she didn't listen.
- {Suspicious} I don't know. Something happens, and I just... feel something in my gut. Someone hurts a friend, and I want to frag them.
- {Depressed} I hope... I hope a little of that's still there. And if it isn't, make sure all this was worth it.
- {Friendly} If everything runs like it's supposed to our paths shouldn't cross again in the field.
- {Depressed} I don't know. Maybe I should just let her go.
- {Annoyed} We got two zones to protect. I got this one. You take the other.
- {Irritated} I guess this'll be one for the philosophers.
- {Pleased} Kind of a win-win situation for our team.
- {Taking the piss out of the PC in a comrade in arms fashion / Happy} Been wanting to see you in action with my own eyes.
- We're actually going to do this. I don't know how yet, but we're going to rescue my people.
- {Disgust} What? Dog... Uhm, shotgun. Cloud, pretty. Airplane, junkyard. Does that make you feel better?
- We're family here. So if we get a new sister, trust me, everyone's going to want to say hi.
- I don't got the answers you want, OK? I don't know where the Institute is, how to get there. I know barely anything about them.
- Dez is trusting you. If you do anything to hurt my friends, I'm coming for you.
- Glad you signed on. Means I might get to take the occasional night off.
- {Amused} Maybe yes, maybe no. I don't know how you figured that marker garbage out, though.
- {Sarcastic and amused / Amused} Aww, now I'm going to cry.
- {Angry} I should've said no. Damn it. G5 was like family and I let this happen.
- {Irritated} With him gone, I've been running missions non-stop. So I'm damned happy you're here.
- {Irritated} I think I made a mistake. G5 was a friend from the old days, understand?
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| Before | - Player Default: Thanks.
- Player Default: I'll take a pass.
- Glory: Bullshit. *cough*
- Player Default: Hold on, you'll make it through.
- Player Default: How bad is it?
- Player Default: I promise.
- Player Default: What do you mean?
- Player Default: What's it to you?
- Glory: Damn it.
- Player Default: I like it.
- Player Default: I appreciate the compliment.
- Player Default: Yeah, whatever. I hate being poked and prodded.
- Player Default: If I didn't know, I'd think you're human.
- GenerciNPC_One: Does it ever bother you, having to waste... you know... the gen 2s?
- Player Default: Yeah, it's really great to be here.
- Player Default: Sometimes... I wish I could forget.
- Glory: Well... since we're both here. What do you say the two heavies join forces and rock the heavens a little?
- Desdemona: The Brotherhood of Steel are a formidable highly advanced order. And they've come here to destroy Synths.
- Player Default: I can't imagine what that was like.
- NPCFGlory: Listen G5-19 went through a lot, but she was good. Solid.
- Player Default: We, should, I don't know. Bake a cake. That's what you do, right?
- Desdemona: It's not open season. Yet. But take what you need.
- Player Default: I could use specific details about these guys.
- Glory: I know a whole lot less than you'd think. Mainly, I did surface detail. Combing over ruins and shit for salvage.
- Player Default: Tell me the first thing you think of when I say: Dog. Cloud. Airplane.
- Glory: I've been living free for years. And no one out there - not one person - has ever thought I was a synth.
- Desdemona: Glory. About your last op. I have a report from the tourist. He says there was collateral damage.
- Player Default: Don't tell me you buy into that crap? Sheesh.
- Player Default: In the flesh. Nice to meet another agent.
- Desdemona: Did you have to kill him?
- Desdemona: Glory, pick your team.
- GenerciNPC_One: Seriously, ever?
- GenerciNPC_One: What about gen 1s?
- Glory: And Deacon, you ain't so bad, either.
- Glory: Even you, D-Man.
- Glory: It's been a god-damned pleasure.
- Glory: See you back at HQ.
- Glory: Shit. I don't know. I try to avoid it.
- Glory: You are one ass-kicking machine.
- Player Default: What sort of good stuff are we talking about?
- NPCFGlory: Hey you.
- NPCFGlory: What are you doing here?
- Player Default: I think you just have very advanced software.
- Player Default: "For a human"? What do you mean?
- Player Default: Acting pissed off proves nothing.
- Player Default: Aww, now I'm going to cry.
- Player Default: Compose a poem for me.
- Player Default: Finally, I met a synth.
- Player Default: Finally, it's over.
- Player Default: How do they make synths?
- Player Default: How's this sort of thing happen?
- Player Default: I don't need the help.
- Player Default: I'm interested.
- Player Default: If I have to.
- Player Default: It's up to you.
- Player Default: Just make a decision already.
- Player Default: Let's do this, Glory.
- Player Default: Pretty much.
- Player Default: Sounds like a good plan.
- Player Default: Sounds rough.
- Player Default: Thanks for inviting me.
- Player Default: That sounds demeaning.
- Player Default: That's a mouthful.
- Player Default: That's hard core.
- Player Default: That's how you do it.
- Player Default: The pleasure was all mine.
- Player Default: Then they're just wasting my time.
- Player Default: They sound like real bastards.
- Player Default: Well, it's all over now.
- Player Default: What was G5 like?
- Player Default: What would G5 have wanted?
- Player Default: What's not to like?
- Player Default: What's the Institute like?
- Player Default: What, you don't believe Deacon?
- Player Default: Who's Tommy Whispers?
- Player Default: Why don't you believe his story?
- Player Default: Yeah, that makes sense.
- Player Default: Yeah, whatever.
- Player Default: Yes, that's me.
- Player Default: You calling me a liar?
- Player Default: You could say that.
- Player Default: You got any details on the op?
- Player Default: You know it.
- Player Default: You know... That sounds all right.
- Desdemona: Done. Grab anything you need from Tinker Tom.
- Player Default: I didn't do it alone. But yeah, that's about the size of it.
- Desdemona: Killing us humans should be the absolute last resort, Glory, not the first.
- Player Default: Anything else you want to talk about?
- Player Default: You have a real high opinion of yourself.
- Desdemona: To ensure that the synths stay safe and free, forever.
- Glory: Listen, the Railroad's always sitting on its hand... Ahhh... You're the best thing that's ever happened.
- Player Default: So you think you could've done better on the Trail?
- Player Default: Maybe we should send for more backup.
- Glory: No matter what Dez and others say, synths ain't human. We're assembled bone by bone. Muscle by muscle. I've seen it.
- Player Default: Hell, if I know if it was worth it.
- Player Default: I have a lot of questions. About synths. About the Institute. Would you be willing to answer a few?
- Player Default: I don't know if I even want to join the Railroad.
- Player Default: There's a lot to be said for ambushing enemies from the shadows.
- NPCFGlory: And Malden is secure. I'll tell Grisworld the package is incoming.
- Glory: The Institute's got to pay, Dez. They iced Tommy.
- DoctorAmari: G5's off life support right now. Her body is deteriorating. It's best if you decide soon.
- Player Default: Her sacrifice will give someone else the gift of life.
- Player Default: With a whole lot of bullets and a whole lot of blood. Fortunately, the blood wasn't mine.
- Player Default: Anything else we're supposed to do here?
- Glory: None of them got past me. Damn... that stings...
- Player Default: With Curie's scientific skills, there's a real chance she'll help a lot of people down the line.
- Player Default: It doesn't matter how we did it. Only the results matter.
- Player Default: We found weaknesses in the facility's defenses and exploited them.
- Player Default: Listen carefully. This statement is a lie. Am I telling the truth?
- Player Default: I've never met a synth. I don't know what to expect. Sorry if I offended you.
- DoctorAmari: These are just different memories. Perhaps better ones.
- Player Default: I just need to know what sort of people I'm saving. You understand, right?
- Player Default: Do you have any doubts you're not just a machine?
- Player Default: Is everyone in the Commonwealth so god-damned crazy?
- Player Default: The Trail was easy. Just another walk in the park.
- Glory: Listen, if it's me or them - then I'll always pick me.
- Player Default: Awesome. I think you'll be a good fit.
- Player Default: If my programming is so damned good that no one can tell I'm not one of you humans, what's it matter?
- Desdemona: There's been panic about the new thing floating in the sky.
- NPCFGlory: So you're the one that wants to put a robot brain in G5-19?
- Desdemona: I can't condone the killing of innocents. That is not what the Railroad is about.
- Player Default: How do you arrive at a thought? How do your feelings form?
- Player Default: She's already dead, but what's left of her could help others.
- Player Default: That's the price we pay for security.
- Player Default: Likewise. Anyone crazy enough to join us, is OK in my book.
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| After | - 2.0
- Glory: Isn't there... supposed to be a light?
- Player Default: Hold on, you'll make it through.
- Glory: Fine. Do it. Do it now before I change my mind.
- Player Default: I like it.
- Glory: You know she's a synth. We're supposed to protect them.
- Glory: I hope... I hope a little of that's still there. And if it isn't, make sure all this was worth it.
- Glory: You're helping out my people. So some advice. Kiss up to Tinker Tom. He's bat-shit crazy, but he's got all the good stuff.
- Glory: You the new heavy? Fixer, right?
- Glory: Listen, I think for myself. I feel. Like, right now, I'm a little pissed off.
- Glory: So do you think we're just machines? If we are, then take a long look in the mirror. Maybe you're just running your brain's god damned programming.
- Glory: The few times I was in the Institute proper all I was to them was their thinking, feeling hammer.
- Glory: So the Switchboard was crawling with bad guys. Mines and shit, too. Any of that true? Or was Deacon bullshitting me again?
- Glory: Well, welcome to the party. After what happened to Tommy Whispers, we need another tough son-of-a-bitch that can get shit done.
- Glory: They call me Glory. The angel of death. The ass-kicking poster child of a liberated synth.
- Player Default: I appreciate the compliment.
- Glory: Listen, you caught us at a shit time. We're still recovering from... something I can't get into.
- Glory: Losing G5 was tough. But I think she would've wanted her death to mean something.
- Glory: Well... since we're both here. What do you say the two heavies join forces and rock the heavens a little?
- Glory: Gives me a chance to see what you and Deacon really get up to in the field.
- Player Default: I can't imagine what that was like.
- Desdemona: It's not open season. Yet. But take what you need.
- Glory: I know Dez said we don't got room. But talk to Deacon. I'm sure he's got an angle, he always does.
- Glory: I know a whole lot less than you'd think. Mainly, I did surface detail. Combing over ruins and shit for salvage.
- DoctorAmari: Glory, she wanted new memories. She knew her personality would be all but erased.
- Glory: If everything runs like it's supposed to our paths shouldn't cross again in the field.
- Glory: I've been living free for years. And no one out there - not one person - has ever thought I was a synth.
- Glory: What the hell is with this, anyway? I don't ask you about murdering monkeys.
- Player Default: In the flesh. Nice to meet another agent.
- Companion: So group hug? Yes? No?
- Companion: Well, I aims to please.
- Desdemona: Did you have to kill him?
- DoctorAmari: Curie. Let's begin.
- GenerciNPC_One: Seriously, ever?
- GenerciNPC_One: What about gen 1s?
- Glory: And Deacon, you ain't so bad, either.
- Glory: Even you, D-Man.
- Glory: It's been a god-damned pleasure.
- Glory: Promise me you'll free them. All of them.
- Glory: We're done.
- Glory: You take care out there.
- Player Default: I think you just have very advanced software.
- Player Default: Finally, I met a synth.
- Player Default: I'm interested.
- Player Default: Let's do this, Glory.
- Player Default: Sounds like a good plan.
- Player Default: Thanks for inviting me.
- Player Default: That sounds demeaning.
- Player Default: The pleasure was all mine.
- Desdemona: Done. Grab anything you need from Tinker Tom.
- Player Default: I didn't do it alone. But yeah, that's about the size of it.
- Desdemona: Killing us humans should be the absolute last resort, Glory, not the first.
- Desdemona: Everyone, we may have to evac on a moment's notice. Stay alert.
- Glory: If I get a shot, I'm going to take them out.
- TinkerTom: Aliens are real!
- Glory: I'm gonna hit the range. I need to shoot something. Now.
- Glory: Listen, the Railroad's always sitting on its hand... Ahhh... You're the best thing that's ever happened.
- Glory: No matter what Dez and others say, synths ain't human. We're assembled bone by bone. Muscle by muscle. I've seen it.
- Desdemona: Switchboard was a tragedy. And if we ever can permanently disable or even destroy the Institute, we will do it.
- Desdemona: Spread the word. The Brotherhood are our enemies. There's no possibility of peace.
- Glory: We got to work together. So I'm just going to say this once.
- DoctorAmari: G5's off life support right now. Her body is deteriorating. It's best if you decide soon.
- Glory: I helped those assholes make more synths. "Synth Development" is what they called it.
- Player Default: Her sacrifice will give someone else the gift of life.
- Player Default: With a whole lot of bullets and a whole lot of blood. Fortunately, the blood wasn't mine.
- Glory: Wait. *laugh* We got assigned the same damned job?
- Player Default: With Curie's scientific skills, there's a real chance she'll help a lot of people down the line.
- Companion: Usually it's spa days and macrame, but hey, I'm up for some mayhem.
- Player Default: I've never met a synth. I don't know what to expect. Sorry if I offended you.
- Desdemona: We will spill only as much blood as we have to. We're more than murderers, Glory. Remember that.
- Player Default: I just need to know what sort of people I'm saving. You understand, right?
- Desdemona: I can't condone the killing of innocents. That is not what the Railroad is about.
- Glory: How'd you take down the old HQ? Please tell me you didn't go along with Deacon's "in and out like a ghost" crap.
- Player Default: That's the price we pay for security.
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