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response	What? No. 6.31152E9 Yeah. Yes. If you say so. Never mind. I'm ready. What do you think? Working on it. Not yet. Not interested. ...daily lives. ...dire consequences. ...here to help. ...in safe hands,... ...looking bright,... ...pathetic existences. ...personal freedoms. ...pointless struggles. ...the future. ...tragedy for all involved. ...underground,... ...unnecessary difficulties for all parties. ...your complete annihilation. ...your new masters. Ensuring that mankind has a future. For years now, you have suspected that the Institute still exists, that we are among you. It is true, but it is not the whole truth. People of the Commonwealth. Rest easy. Know that the future is... To do so would result in... Whatever you say. We simply insist that you do not interfere with Institute operations. Our superior technology represents the future of the Commonwealth. We have no desire to interfere in the unimportant details of your... Hancock. Sure. What? Why? Whatever. Here to help. No problem. Yeah, I guess so. That's why I'm here. {Coughing in an area filled with fumes. / Player} *cough* *cough* Did you need anything? I'll get back to you. Not right now, thanks. Yeah, let me show you. {Gasping for air / Player} *gasp* {Irritated} I'm not interested. {Question} What'll you do now? {Coughing in an area filled with fumes. / Player} *cough* Hey. I'm just passing through. {Curious / Player} What do you have for sale? {Irritated} I'm listening. {Irritated} Whatever. There. Hey! Hey, Codsworth. {Confident} I deserve a better life. A better life is coming. A better life is almost here. What is this place? I'm listening. {Concerned} Go on. {Neutral} Maybe later. {Neutral} Not interested. I was just leaving. I'm not sure. Let's trade. Maybe. Not interested right now. Not right now. Not today. What do you have? {Question} What's your story? I'll think about it. I'm working on it. Tell me about it. Codsworth. I don't care. Go. Today, we activate our nuclear reactor, ensuring that we will persevere long after the world above ground has ceased to exist. {Puzzled} Why not? What's your story? I don't have time for this. Sounds important. {Question} Why do you ask? No thanks. Cait. Deacon. Depends on what you've got. Just browsing. Let's see what you've got. What kind of stuff do you have? {Curious / Question} What was the price again? {Question} What did you need again? {Curious / Question} Do you have chems to treat addiction? { - talking to a dog that is alerting you to danger} Easy now. Nothing we can't handle. {being tough with a man who almost got shot / Stern} Your brother's dead. He would've killed you. {Bargaining, persuasively / Player} Come on. It's worth more to you than that. {Hesitant, bringing up his dead daughter. / Question} Did you... have a daughter? {Suspicious} And you don't look like you've ever used one. {Nervous} I can think of something, but I don't feel comfortable talking about it. {Hastily reconsidering. / Surprised} Actually, I'm not hungry after all. { Issuing commands to a molerat with your gun raised. } Ready, little guy? {Found a girl's lost cat / Happy} Ashes! Let's get you home. {Politely interrupting a guy who hasn't noticed you. / Amused} Um... hello? {Casual / Neutral} Good. He went to see Rachel. He's cleaning up. {getting their attention real quick / Friendly} Preston, can we chat? {Worried} I found your journals. Do you want to tell me about Samuel? {deliberately trying to hurt his feelings / Disgust} I'm bored stiff, kid. You gotta work on your spiel. {humble / Amused} It's no big deal. I'm just a person like everyone else. {Angry} You messed up and now a man is dead because of it. You're going to have to live with that. {Persuasive and kind. / Neutral} You need to get help, Bobby. Go see Rachel. She has medicine that will treat you. {Pointing a gun at this person, telling them to stop whatever they are doing. / Irritated} Uh uh uh... {Explaining himself / Friendly} I'm just a traveler. I thought I'd take a look around. {With a gun pointed at this person, stick up} No funny business. {you see two armed man standing over a dead body / Puzzled} What happened here? {Sarcastic} My favorite ballpark's become a shantytown. Today's been great. {being glib, cracking wise / Sarcastic} Hey, who hasn't engaged in a little friendly attempted fratricide in their life? {Friendly} No problem, Barney. Glad to be of service. {RETAKE: a bit more restrained, remember you are talking to yourself here .} Who are you? {Irritated} Don't say anything, just get out of here. You interested in coming to work for me? I have a good spot you could set up shop. {Sarcastic} Just make sure it goes better than your last job. {offhand comment / Amused} Overseer, huh? I suppose someone needs to be in charge. {Asking a child what happened to her cat / Question} Where do you think he may have gone? {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. / Neutral} When the deathclaw crawled out, Preston was ready with his laser musket. { - talking to a dog that trying to get you to follow him} You got a nose on you, that's for sure. What'd you find now? {Asking a child who grew up in a place with no deathclaws how he knows about them. / Question} How do you know about deathclaws? {Trying to calm an aggressive bloatfly.} Hey, buzz buzz. {Casual, then Curious / Neutral} No one's keeping you here. Why not just leave without him? {Puzzled} Wait. People just ignore kidnappings out here? {Puzzled} Why were you trying to join The Forged anyway? {Calm, steady voice. Not projected. Pointing a gun at this person. / Irritated} Put your hands up. {Danny Sullivan is lying on the ground with several bullet wounds / Nervous} Danny... {Nervous} We thought we were safe, but we were just kidding ourselves. Everyone knew the world was going to end at some point. And then it did. {Sarcastic} Really? You're a Synth? I've never seen you at the meetings... {Trying to incite violence, firm and confident. } Attack! {Thinking} Industrial buildings like that are pretty dangerous. Yeah, and I better get something good for all this work. {Curious / Question} Sorry, what? You're waiting for your supervisor? {Matter of fact / Neutral} I'm fine. It really is for a friend. {Puzzled} What's she doing here? Is she a member of your movement? {Surprised} Are you nuts? There's no way all that was worth 1000 caps! {Puzzled} What is this place? And who were those people? {Thinking} I might. Let me check on some things and I'll let you know. { Issuing commands to a raider with your gun raised. } Ha! I'm in charge now. The Minutemen is under new management. Me. You can trust us now. {As if it's no big deal. / Friendly} Actually, I do. { - talking to a dog that has retrieved something useful} Thanks boy. {Matter of fact. / Neutral} Bobby DeLuca is on his way here to treat his addiction. {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. / Friendly} A group of Raiders had my friend Preston trapped. {Protesting / Irritated} No. Really, I'm just exploring. I've changed my mind. I don't want to join after all. {apologizing for trying to steal from him / Apologetic} I'm sorry. For everything. {Matter of fact. / Neutral} Rachel has Addictol. You won't even feel the symptoms. {SinisterSmile} Go to Covenant and tell them I sent you to take the test. They can tell you if you're a synth. {Disgust} Yeah, I read your terminal, and I know you killed your grandson. {Matter of fact / Neutral} Good, that's the first step to helping your brother. {Talking to a cat / Neutral} Ashes, go home. Erin misses you. {Unsure why an NPC they just met is so irritated. / Puzzled} All right. {Impressed. / Impressed} I'm impressed you maintained a successful Vault for so long. {Concerned / Question} Is it really that bad? Are you willing to risk your life over it? {Deviant / SinisterSmile} Here. Have some Jet. On the house. {Matter of fact / Neutral} But you're putting lives at risk. Both yours and innocent people. {Curious / Question} What? You don't believe me? It's true. {Trying to get a radstag to attack for you. } You've got this. Attack! {assumes she's a bad person without having me her / Disgust} Never met a politician that wasn't corrupt. { Issuing commands to a Brotherhood of Steel Soldier with your gun raised. } Listen up, soldier. {Joke response to match rhyming.} Taking stocks, litter box. {Unsure where this is headed. / Player} It's... nothing special. Hey, Sheffield. What do you think about coming to work for me? {as in, give me my money right now} Not unless you're gonna pay me. {threatening, Mayor McDonough has been revealed to be a traitor / Irritated} McDonough. {paying a compliment to the competition} It was a good fight. She's not a bad fighter. {Friendly / Friendly} Here you go. I'm sure you'll put them to good use. {Curious / Question} What do you do around here, anyway? {Irritated} Get that gun off me or you'll regret it. {As if it's no big deal. / Friendly} Actually, I do have some parts. {Cocky / Amused} Sounds easy. Three fusion cores coming up. {Disgusted / Disgust} You're just a waste of space. I couldn't care less what you do. {Trying to get a crazy Atom cultist to attack for you.} For Atom! Kill! {Puzzled} Yeah. I have this Bloatfly Gland. You asked for it. {Question} I found one of your fliers. What is your movement all about? Look, with Shaun, and us all being at home together... It's been an amazing year. But even so, I know our best days are yet to come. {Friendly} Good to know. I bet she takes good care of you. {Stern} You've openly admitted to being a synth. As a member of the Brotherhood of Steel it is my duty to see you purged. {Talking to Dogmeat , so not really expecting answer / Friendly} Everything okay, boy? {Commenting / Nervous} This is an interesting room. {Sarcastic} I think I've found a drug that even you'd think twice about huffing. {Impatient / Irritated} I kept my part of the bargain. {Matter of fact. / Neutral} You should be wary. The Commonwealth is a dangerous place. {Neutral} Not sure. I didn't catch the whole thing. {Awed. A medical miracle. / Awed} This is incredible. {Matter of fact / Neutral} I have a friend who is addicted to chems. {Neutral} Things got a little messy, but Bobbi's not going to be bothering anyone. { Issuing commands to a Supermutant with your gun raised. } Obey me, mutant! {Matter of fact / Neutral} No, I haven't seen your cat. {Persuasive / Neutral} You need to quit. Austin died because of your habit. { - talking to a dog that is alerting you to danger} Smell trouble? {Question} Can you help me get the lay of the land of this place? Yeah, and did you know about the terrible smell over there? Sheesh. {cold, watching a man die / Stern} Just let go. It'll all be over soon. {Making a suggestion / Puzzled} Did you have any friends in the Institute? {Apologetic / Apologetic} I'm still looking for it. {Question} I took care of Bobbi. So are we square now? {bargaining / Surprised} A thousand caps? No way. 750. {Puzzled} You were the one who sent me on a field trip. {Friendly} Sure. I could use someone watching my back. {Matter of fact / Neutral} If you really want out of here, you can come work for me on a settlement. {SinisterSmile} I killed the last guy who was running this scam. In case that matters to you. {Offended / Irritated} What's with the third degree? Yep. You're gonna have to give me something harder than that. {Hesitantly, then realizing how important this is to him. / Thinking} There were toys, like the one you're working on. A lot of them. {Grateful / Grateful} Thanks, I appreciate the warning. {matter of fact / Neutral} I'd like to trade some items. {Confused. Where could you find that? / Question} What ID? {To yourself. A card reader isn't working because the power is out. / Irritated} Have to get the power back on... {Sorry, nothing I can do tone. / Neutral} He's a lost cause. {Friendly} If I ever need a new hairstyle, I'll come here. I'll have to think about it a bit more before I decide. *baby giggles* Ha ha! Yay! Hi honey! Listen... {Matter of fact / Neutral} Yeah, all three of them. { Issuing commands to a Mirelurk with your gun raised. } I command you, now. {Suspicious} What was that about people getting sick? {Sad} Blue skies, green grass, clean streets. A nice home with a bunch of silly appliances. Friendly neighbors. Not like now. Not at all. {matter of fact} A fight's a fight. You either win or lose. This time I won. {Irritated} Wasn't there any other memory you could have found? {Calmly and firmly issuing commands with your gun raised. } Just do what I say. {Trying to calm a crazy Atom cultist, your gun raised. } Hands up, nut job! ...in control. ...out of your control,... {offering Hancock the chance to join you / Friendly} If you're heading out, why not come with me? {Irritated} I'm not your errand boy, do it yourself. {Curious / Question} So Vault 81 is still stable? Have you guys ever had anything go wrong? {Giving an addict some jet. / Friendly} Here. Have some Jet. On the house. {Deciding to play along. / Confident} Yes. Yes, that's right. {Friendly} You're cautious, I respect that. But I think I can handle it, if you'll just give me a chance. {to hell with these people} You're on your own with that. I don't need the trouble. {Trying to calm an aggressive radroach.} Don't move, roach... {Question} How will I know when I'm ready for level two? {Hesitant, sincere / Depressed} I'm sorry. I don't know what to say. {Concerned} Was anyone else there? Could it have been raiders? {Telling a story to children. / Friendly} I wasn't ready when the deathclaw crawled out. Good thing I had that power armor. {Irritated} You're all living in rusty shacks, killing each other, and my god, the smell... {Thinking} Not exactly. But there is still time to turn things around. {Acting superior / Amused} Fine, don't get help. Commonwealth won't be so kind when the Overseer kicks you out. {Curious / Question} How long has he been addicted? He was pretty bad. {Matter of fact / Question} I got 'em. You still need them? { - talking to a dog that trying to get you to follow him} Find something? {Irritated / Irritated} Bringing back your cat almost got me killed. {Matter of fact / Neutral} I've got a new patient for you. He's on his way to get treated for addiction. {Trying to get a gunner to attack for you. Militaristic.} New orders - kill everything! {Not interested. / Irritated} Looks like junk to me. {Offering a tip / Neutral} Not with me, but I know where you could find some. The old Atomatoys building downtown. {Trying to get a molerat to attack for you. Spoken quickly.} Go little guy. Kill, kill, kill! {annoyed at being ordered around / Defiant} There a problem, officer? {Surprised to learn a junkie is in charge of maintaining the Vault generators. / Surprised} You're in charge? { Issuing commands to a Brahmin with your gun raised. } That's it, girl. {Annoyed, reminding him / Irritated} You are paying me for this, right? {Holding your gun at a dog, trying to calm it down.} Good dog... {Matter of fact - Talking to a child / Neutral} I'll find him for you. {Coldly / Angry} How many people did you infect with FEV for your 'research'? You only got what you deserved. {Sincere / Friendly} I'm just glad you're human again. {Weary, said at a podium in a ruined veteran's hall} War, war never changes. {Calm, steady voice. Not projected. Pointing a gun at this person. / Irritated} Don't move. {Coldly, challenging-- give me one good reason... / Disgust} Tell me. Why should I let you live? {Puzzled} Tell me what I'm supposed to be doing again. {Neutral} He wants me to kill you and bring back his caps, plus damages. {Trying to calm a radstag.} Great stag! I am friend! {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. Being serious. / Concerned} I was shot up pretty bad by the Raiders that had my friend Preston trapped. {Stern} If you knew me, you'd probably think otherwise. {Concerned} I know this must be hard for you. Please, tell me the rest. {subtle short shocked gasp as you're pulled out of the memory sequence, followed by some soft shaky breathing as you settle yourself} *shocked gasp* *shaky breathing* {being glib / Sarcastic} Maniacs wielding guns. I feel safer already. {Rude / Irritated} Obviously, why else would I be here? {dismissive, being an ass / Disgust} School is a waste of time. Learn to shoot a gun instead. {Sarcastic} I woke up, and the world still sucks. Today's been great. I found your grandpa's body in a sinkhole. He almost made it out. {glib, joking / Sarcastic} You wasted good bullets. I have to make sure this is on the same grid as the rest of the signal interceptor. {Matter of fact / Neutral} As long as you're high, you're a danger to yourself and others. {Sarcastic} Oh, were those your guys? I thought they were just trying to throw me a barbeque. {Hesitantly. Advising him to commit suicide. / Sad} Then end it now. While you can still make that choice. {Concerned} You're not holding her prisoner, are you? {Suggesting someone he could talk to. Slight pause before 'situation'. / Player} I told Dr. Li about your situation. {Matter of fact / Neutral} Never mind. It's nothing. {Irritated} I saved your lives. You should be grateful. {Suspicious} What are you going to do then, McDonough? {sincere / Impressed} Honestly, seeing everyone surviving out here? Rebuilding the world? It gives me hope. A lot's riding on this job. The pay better reflect that. {Pointing a gun at this person / Irritated} Don't move! {joking, having fun / Sarcastic} Behold! I am immortal! Sounds like you need me regardless, so lets get down to brass tacks. Actually, I already have some paint right here. All right, Piper. I'm in. Alright, I'll do it. Always happy to help. And this isn't some kind of scam? And what is it you think I need? Any bad guys around, buddy? Anything else need doing? Anything else? Anything's possible. Are you kidding me? {Very rude / Disgust} Let him die. One less junkie in the Commonwealth. Boy! Bring that to me. Bye honey! We love you! {speaking to dog. Explaining that they can't split up right now.} I'll need your nose to track Kellogg, boy. {To yourself. Pleased, after getting the power back on. / Neutral} That oughta do it. {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. / Confident} I did, with nothing more than a pistol and three bullets. Can I ask you something? Can we trade a few things? Carla... Check that out. Now. Consider Zeller's Army dealt with. Correct, Daddy-O. Crazy old robot. Cricket... Curie, can we talk? Curie. {Trying to calm a gunner, your gun raised. Military flavor.} Don't move, soldier. {Apologetic / Apologetic} I don't think so. Not much, anyway. Danse. Deacon, a word... Depends on what it is. Discarded? The Institute doesn't want you back? Do I have a choice? Don't worry. I won't. {Matter of fact / Neutral} I'm just looking for some Jet. { - talking to a dog that trying to get you to follow him} Alright, go get it! {Curious / Question} Why risk having this happen again? { - talking to a dog that has retrieved something useful} How'd you know that was there? Fetch work? Do it yourself. Forget you, pal. Found a couple of them, actually. Found the plant. Here you go. {Coldly, preparing to kill him. / Angry} Research like yours is what destroyed the world. It has to stop. {Being silly with an automatic doorbell/answering machine.} Yeah, I'd like a cheeseburger and a vanilla shake, please. Oh, and fries, too! {Pacifying / Irritated} Calm down, Strong. No one's going to try to turn you into a human. It may not even work. {bargaining / Neutral} That's still a whole lot of caps. How about 500? Get over here. Get that. Go on home now. Go on. Wait for me at home. Go there. Now. Good to meet you, Mister Quinn. Got 'em all right here. Got a second, big guy? Got this signed catcher's mitt. {asking Doc Crocker for help / Worried} Doctor, I need your help. Someone's been shot. Happy to help out. Haven't gotten to it yet. He's the one. Hello? Is anybody in there who can open this door? Help you with what, exactly? Here. Take them. Hey Carla... Hey Cricket... Hey Lucas... Hey Phyllis. Hey boy, you know any tricks? Hey there, Cait. Hey there, Codsworth. Hey there, Curie. Hey there, Danse. Hey there, Deacon. Hey there, Hancock. Hey there, MacCready. Hey there, Nick. Hey there, Piper. Hey there, Preston. Hey there, Strong. Hey there, X6-88. Hey, Cait. Hey, Curie. Hey, Danse. Hey, Deacon. Hey, Hancock. Hey, MacCready. Hey, Ness. Hey, Nick. Hey, Piper. Hey, Preston. Hey, Strong. Hey, X6-88. Hey, X6. Hey, boy. Ready to get back out there? Hey, boy. Think you can find something for me? Hey, open up! How can I get in? How you doing, buddy? How'd you end up here? Humming along nicely. {Apologetic} You claimed you're a synth, I was just looking for some proof. I cleared the Training Yard of ferals. I could probably help, for a few caps extra? I could use a stiff drink after all that. I didn't mean any trouble. I don't care what your name is. I don't even know. I don't have any more questions. I don't know my ID number. I don't want to get shredded by those miniguns. I found a signed baseball card. I get it. I'll go. I have this signed baseball. I have what it takes. I just need to trade gear with you. I just want to trade a few things. I need to assign someone to this. I need to talk to Emogene Cabot. I need to think about it. I think it'll look good. I think you can do better than that. I totally am. I can see the future. I want to trade a few things. I wasn't listening that closely to his rambling. I work here, let me in. I wouldn't know about that. I'll do it. I'll go with the other one. I'm actually just looking for Emogene Cabot. I'm all that plus discrete. I'm checking in. I'm done with you. I'm just doing them a favor. I'm looking for Emogene Cabot. I'm looking for chems. I'm looking for weapons. I'm not interested in your job. I'm not looking for a sales pitch. I'm not sure where to begin. I've got more important things to worry about. If I let you live. If that's it... If you have a point, make it. Interesting idea. {don't go too big on these reads, player is shaken, but has steadied / Stern} You sat back and put me through that again? You owe me. Is that a problem? Is this all leading somewhere? It doesn't matter. You pick. It might be best if we split up for a while, boy. It seems pretty useless, but sure. It was easy. It was no big deal. It's been destroyed. It's true. I do know my shit. {Neutrally, not hostile / Question} What's it to you? {Irritated} We're on a need to know basis, here. And you don't need to know. { - talking to a dog that has retrieved something useful} Find something good? June said you guys help out at Warwick a lot? June sends her thanks. Just passing through. {Stern} I hate Super Mutants. I kill any I run across. {joking, having fun / Sarcastic} I've been having too much fun blowing things up to think about it. {Trying to be polite, but not sure what the heck it is. / Friendly} Yeah, it's... nice. Really nice. Let's see what kind of clothes you've got for sale. Last chance. Make this worth my while, or I walk. Let me out of here you stupid robot! Let me see what you've got. Let's see what kind of armor you've got. Let's trade some things. Looks like it's in working order. Lucas... {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. Bragging. / Confident} Preston was so scared, I had to finish off the rest of the Raiders myself with just a pool cue. My family and I were frozen. I didn't spend much time in the Vault. MacCready. Maybe you deserve the same. Maybe. If it pays. Maybe. Let me take a look. Might be. Let's see what you've got. Might take me a while. My ID number is, um...123456? My family filled out the paperwork earlier. {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. / Friendly} Preston showed me where to find some power armor I could fix. {hostage negotiating / Concerned} Mayor McDonough, I can help you, but not when you're holding a hostage. Let her go. {Curious / Question} Why are you asking about my Pip-Boy? Ness? Never mind then. Never mind. It's none of my business. Nice place you got here. Nick. No, I don't. No, let's just move it along No, what are you really up to here? No. I don't. No. I misspoke. No... I'm not psychic. Normal. Nothing out of the ordinary. Not now, Piper. Not yet, but I will. {Trying to calm an aggressive molerat.} Heeyy... little buddy. {Angry} Let me in, damn it. You really don't want me for an enemy. {evasive, don't want to answer / Stern} You heard wrong. I'm not looking for anyone. Attention Commonwealth residents. Are you looking for a safe place to settle? Okay, fine. Here's everything I've got. Okay, so tell me what I need. Okay, then. Let's stick together. Okay, well... thanks for the compliment. Okay. Parker, it is. Once I power this up, we'll be ready to broadcast. One wrong move... Only if you throw in some more money. Orientation? {Sarcastic} Let's just say those mutants have a new appreciation for the Dewey Decimal System. {Talking to Dogmeat , so not really expecting answer / Friendly} Mind if we swap some things around, Dogmeat? Paint retrieval. I'm on it. People don't like it, too bad. Piper. Polymer Synthesis? What are you talking about? Preston. I ran across an old woman named Phyllis Daily who thinks she's a synth. {To yourself. Frustrated. A security lockdown has trapped you in the space. / Irritated} Dammit. {Disgusted / Disgust} You're just a waste of space. I could care less what you do. Really? You're giving me an ultimatum? Rowdy... {not sure what's going on but willing to go with the flow} You sure you want this? {Acting superior / Amused} Fine, don't get help. Commonwealth won't be so kind when you get kicked out. See if there's any good stuff nearby, boy. Seems to be growing well. Seems to be in working order. Seems to be working. She's the one. Sick 'em! Sign me up for the next fight. So no more tests? So this is some kind of arena? So you knew your father? I'm impressed. Something about bread hooks. Something tells me you don't care either way... Sounds good. I'll take one. Stand there. Stay right there. Strong. Sure, I'm always looking for good armor. Sure, I'm game. Sure, let's see what you've got. Sure. Why not. {Rude / Irritated} That's your choice. Nobody's keeping you here. {Saying yes, you are with the Atom Cats. Goofy.} Meow. {Matter of fact / Neutral} Rachel has a chem called Addictol. It's supposed to help ease the symptoms. {Persuasive / Neutral} You need to get help, Bobby. Go see Rachel. She has medicine that will help you. Take your sales pitch and shove it up your ass. {Defiant} I'm not leaving till I'm good and ready. Now stay out of my way. The cage? The prototype is done. The... charge card? There you go, pal. They were cold-blooded killers. Think you can find any goodies, boy? This is the part where I get paid. This isn't going to do anything without power. This looks like a powerful transmitter. This needs to be repaired. This place is a dump. This place is still in business? This won't be hard. This won't work without power. Tommy said no killing. {Stern} Feral ghouls are a menace to everyone. I kill any that I run into. {Neutral} Look, I don't see what the problem is here. You've still got Reba. Uh... yeah. I guess. {Matter of fact / Neutral} So you do rely on the Commonwealth. {Agreeing to a job / Player} All right, I'll do it. Visiting my grandma. {Friendly} Good to know. If I need help, I'll come here. Now I just need to figure out how to build the rest of this contraption. {Confident} I managed to fight my way through the library. Oh, and I dropped off that book of yours. {Friendly} I'm a friend of the family. Maybe I can talk some sense into her. It's the Minutemen who helped you. If you support us, we can help even more. Wasn't easy, but I found some, yeah. We are here, and we are... What am I supposed to do? What are you doing out here? What can you tell me about Hardware Town? What did you have in mind? What did you want me to do again? What do you need done? What do you need help with? What do you want again? What is it you want... Parker? What makes you assume that? What was that in there about people getting sick? What's in it for me? What's the matter with you? What's the payout? What's the prize? What's the problem? What's up, Cait? What's up, Codsworth? What's up, Curie? What's up, Danse? What's up, Deacon? What's up, Hancock? What's up, MacCready? What's up, Nick? What's up, Piper? What's up, Strong? Whatever it is, I'm not interested. Where's my cut of the profit? Who's that I'll be fighting? Why did they want you so badly? Why do you need that pump working? Why don't you wait at home, boy? Why is the library closed? Why so hostile? {Thinking} Yes. He's stubborn, but I think he wanted me to bring you back. {Suggesting someone he could talk to. / Question} Do you remember Dr. Li? X6-88. X6. {Tired} There were problems, but it was home, you know? I was used to it. I guess I just thought it was going to stay that way. {Confident} I already cleared that place out. I've got your sword right here. {Nervous} Uh, maybe, maybe I can sell insurance? There's still an opening for that, right? {Aggressive. Holding a gun in someone's face. / Irritated} You're going to do what I say. {telling it like it is} You're a bit stingy with the caps. Especially since I just risked my life for the amusement of your patrons. Yeah. Sure. Why not? Yeah? Why is that? Yep, should be all fixed. You asked for paint, you got it. You bet. You can hold your own, can't you, pal? You charge rent for that? You deaf? I said no, asshole. You lose your owner, buddy? You mean Jake? You said this was a paying gig. You think people are going to be upset? You wanna come with me, pal? You're a fucking thief. You're coming with me. You're lucky I have a soft spot for dumb animals. You're not worth my time. You're out of your mind. You're wasting my time... You, kill. You. Here. Now. I found out what those robots in Graygarden needed and took care of it. Even better... they want to be Minutemen. Zeke... {Concerned} Listen, I accidentally destroyed some of your turrets, but I still think we're ok here. {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. / Confident} When the deathclaw crawled out, I grabbed one of the Raider's pistols, but it only had three bullets. [Remain Silent] {Question} I'm looking for some dampening coils, have you seen any? {Stern} You're going to stand trial, and these people are going to have justice. {Disgusted / Disgust} You screwed up. How much more damage do you need to do to realize you need help? {Trying to calm a raider, your gun raised. } Just chill out, asshole. {Conspiratorial} I might. Depends on what you have for me. {Slightly irritated - Asking a child for more money. / Question} That's all? {begin an ass, dismissive / Disgust} Not this again. Just go back to playing with your dolls. {Trying to calm an aggressive bloodbug.} There's a mosquito... {Disgust} He's dead. That's what happens to raiders. {Trying to calm an aggressive, giant, terrifying deathclaw.} Ho ho, now girl. It's allll right. {Question} Bearable? What makes it so hard to deal with in the first place? {Trying to calm a railroad secret agent, your gun raised. } Don't move, agent! {Coldly / Irritated} I'm not wasting any more time on this. {bargaining for better pay} Not enough. Surely you can do better than that. {Question} Why not just leave the Commonwealth? Make a fresh start? {Somber} He was already done for. You did what you had to do, now get over it. {talking about the dead man in the street / Question} He was a synth? {Trying to calm an aggressive stingwing.} Good wasp... thing. {MARK FOR RE-RECORD. - talking to a dog that is alerting you to danger} Nothing get's past you, does it? Where're they at? {Yelled, Pointing a gun at this person / Irritated} Don't do anything stupid! {Trying to get a secret Railroad Agent to attack for you, using suspicion.} They're on to us! Kill 'em! {Asking a child what happened to her cat / Question} What happened? {Apologetic} I don't want any trouble, I'm leaving. {Casual / Neutral} He's nervous, but he made the right decision in the end. He's going to see Rachel. {Curious / Question} Have you heard of Addictol? It's a drug that helps treat addiction. {Apologetic} That was stupid of me, I know. I wasn't thinking. {Question} Is it just the two of you? Where is everyone else? {Concerned question / Question} Why would you feed his habit? {Sternly, advising her to run. / Stern} I don't know what's going on, but you need to get out of here. Now! {talking to man sitting on the ground shaking back and forth} You all right? {Stern} I'm walking out of here. Your choice what you want to do about it. {Disgust} Well, this place look like a drug den to me. {You don't want anything to do with this / Suspicious} I'll pass. {to Kellogg while reliving memory of Kellogg murdering your spouse. RETAKE: with note that you are talking to yourself, basically. / Sad} Why are you doing this? { - talking to a dog that trying to get you to follow him } What are you after now? {Nervously. The room is full of skeletons and one oblivious robot. / Nervous} What's with all the bodies? {Offering to trade items with Nick. / Neutral} Just looking to trade a little. {A little nervously / Worried} Is there a gas leak in here? {Concerned} He ran off. Said he'd changed his mind and was going to leave the commonwealth. {Irritated / Irritated} So I'm not getting a reward then. {Question} Why would you want to come with me when I helped kill your bodyguard? { Issuing commands to a dog with your gun raised. } There's a good dog. {Friendly, matter of fact. / Friendly} I already have the fusion cores you need. { - talking to a dog that has retrieved something useful} Good dog! {Danny Sullivan is lying on the ground with several bullet wounds / Nervous} Sullivan... {Curious / Question} Has the vault ever had problems with Raiders? {With a gun pointed at this person, stick up} Don't make me pull the trigger. {don't go too big on these reads, player is shaken, but has steadied / Sarcastic} I will NOT be recommending this place to my friends... {Apologetic / Apologetic} I can't find it anywhere. I'm sorry. { Issuing commands to a giant Deathclaw with your gun raised. } Okay, let's put those claws to use. {Trying to calm an aggressive mirelurk.} Whoa, crabby. {appreciative} Thanks. I might take you up on that from time to time. But it won't be a permanent arrangement I'm afraid. {Serious / Somber} You need to get treatment before you put any more lives at risk. {Conspiratorial} Bet a weapon like that is worth more on its own. {Slight disgust knowing that they were abandoned and left to die. / Stern} It's abandoned. There's no one living there. {Thinking} I'll talk to the SRB. They should know if you're a synth. {Thinking} I bet I could clear this using the workshop. {Sad, reflecting on what happened / Somber} I don't know. I only know a lot of innocent people died. {Trying to calm an aggressive supermutant.} Stop! Human is friend... {honest question / Question} Can you just leave Goodneighbor? Aren't you the mayor? {Question} What do I have to do to join your movement? {Friendly - Talking to a child / Friendly} I think he's left the vault. I saw him run by me when I got here. {Stern} Stop being a coward and learn to live with what happened. {Disbelief} You can't seriously think I'm handing over all my stuff. {Sincere / Apologetic} I'm sorry, I don't remember. Not sure if I'm up for it. Couple more caps might change my mind though... {Speaking to an automated doorbell/answering machine thing.} Hello? Is anyone in there? { Issuing commands to a Feral Ghoul with your gun raised. } I know you hear me. Now do what I say. {With a gun pointed at this person, stick up} We can do this the easy way... {Disgusted / Disgust} It should have been you. Not Austin. {Question} What would you do in a situation like this? {Concerned / Question} What are you going to do now? {Apologetic} He tried to do the right thing, but it was too late and I couldn't save him. {You're a bit puzzled by the situation you've found yourself in. / Puzzled} I'm sorry? It just seemed like you guys might be in trouble. {Curious / Concerned} How are you going to test it? {Quietly, sincere, asking about a difficult subject . / Question} What happened to them? {reliving memory of your spouse getting murdered / Sad} No... no, please, no... { - talking to a dog that is alerting you to danger} What is it boy? {Grateful, satisfied / Friendly} The interceptor worked. It was rough, but it worked. { - calling for your dog by his name} Dogmeat! { - whistling for your dog} *cheek chirp* {Afraid} {Agreeing / Neutral} You're right. He needs help. {Amazed / Awed} Just how old are you? {Amused / Amused} Sorry, no. {Amused} No. Just pulling your chain. {Angry} Fine, but don't cross me again. {Angry} I need my stuff back. Or else. {Angry} Your money. All of it. Now. {Annoyed / Disgust} No. {Annoyed / Irritated} Not right now. {Annoyed / Irritated} Not yet. {Answering a question / Neutral} I'm not lost. {Apologetic} All right. I'll leave. {Apologetic} All right. I'm going. {Apologetic} He made his choice. It's over. {Apologetic} I just want to trade a few things. {Apologetic} I made a mistake. {Apologetic} I wish I did. {Apologetic} I'm sorry if I caused any trouble. {Apologetic} Just a few. {Apologetic} No, he just wants the sword back. {Apologetic} Nope. {Apologetic} Um...well...all of them. {Asking a question / Question} Is there a reward? {Asking what's next / Question} What now? {Bargaining / Player} How much? {Bargaining / Question} What's in it for me? {Bitter / Irritated} Damn thing almost killed me. {Casual / Neutral} I already did. {Casual / Neutral} Not selling right now. {Casual. / Neutral} Sure. Here you go. {Coldly / Stern} No. This is the end, Virgil. {Coldly, protesting / Angry} I'm not a criminal! {Comforting / Apologetic} I'm sorry about Bobby. {Commenting / Neutral} Just taking a look around. {Concerned / Concerned} How long will it take? {Concerned / Puzzled} Who are the Forged? {Concerned} And just who is this synth, anyway? {Concerned} Calm down. Tell me what's going on. {Concerned} Her family's worried about her. {Concerned} Here you go. {Concerned} Hold on. My friend here can help. {Concerned} I saw what you wrote about Samuel... {Concerned} I took out some of the turrets... {Concerned} I'm working on it. {Concerned} People will come back, Barney. {Concerned} Quick. Take this Stimpak. {Concerned} Sure sounds like they might be. {Concerned} What synth? {Concerned} What the hell were those things? {Concerned} Whoa, slow down I just want to talk. {Confident} Here, this is everything I have. {Confident} Here. {Confident} I just want to trade a few things. {Confident} I need what's in your head. {Confident} I'll find it. {Confident} I'll take care of it. {Confident} I've had no complaints so far. {Confident} Just doing my job. {Confident} Yeah. Holding up. {Confident} Yes I am. {Confident} Yes, I'm here to help the synth. {Confident} You mean, this sword right here? {Confused / Puzzled} Parts? {Confused / Puzzled} Something like that. {Confused / Puzzled} What serum? {Confused / Question} Grand Reopening? {Confused, shocked / Surprised} Wait, what? {Conspiratorial} Maybe just a little more? {Conspiratorial} Sweeten the pot. {Conspiratorial} What's in it for me? {Curious / Question} Any idea how I can do that? {Curious / Question} Don't you want to quit? {Curious / Question} What do you mean by decent? {Curious / Question} What do you need? {Curious / Question} What do you sell? {Curious / Question} Where am I? {Curious / Question} Who's your brother? {Curious / Question} Why didn't you? {Curious / Question} You want to leave the Vault? {Defiant / Defiant} Oh, go cough up a hairball. {Defiant} I'm not paying. {Defiant} That's not why I'm here. {Disappointed / Depressed} That's it? {Disappointed / Puzzled} It didn't work. {Disbelief} So you can feed people Ghoul meat? {Disbelief} You're nuts, lady. {Disgusted / Disgust} It's awful. {Disgusted, under his breath} Freak... {Disgust} Not a chance. {Disgust} You must think I'm an idiot. {Dismissive / Neutral} It's just an old toy. {Evenly / Neutral} No. {Firmly / Player} No. {Flashing a fake ID / Nervous} Here. {Friendly / Friendly} How's it going? {Friendly, matter of fact. / Friendly} I'll do it. {Friendly} All right, Hancock. You're in. {Friendly} Glad it turned out well. {Friendly} Glad to have you with me. {Friendly} Good to know Austin. Thanks. {Friendly} Happy to help. It's been an honor. {Friendly} Hey, Barney {Friendly} Hold up Austin. {Friendly} I promise not to hurt you. {Friendly} I was glad to help out. {Friendly} I'd be glad to. {Friendly} I've got it right here. {Friendly} It's great. Keep going. {Friendly} Nice to meet you. {Friendly} She's clearly talented. {Friendly} So I can have a look around? {Friendly} Sorry, I don't have the money. {Friendly} Sounds good. {Friendly} Sure, I'll take her. {Friendly} Sure, let me see what you've got. {Friendly} Sure, why not? {Friendly} Thank you, Reba. And thank you, Barney. {Friendly} That's right. {Getting his attention} Strong, hold up. {Grateful} I'll come here if I get hungry. {Grateful} Thanks Piper. I'll talk to him. {Greeting someone. / Neutral} Hey Mayor. {Happy} Good news. Finch Farm has joined us. {Happy} I always enjoy a good fight. {Hesitant, coldly. / Puzzled} I'll think about it. {Hesitantly agree. / Confident} All right. {Hesitatant, agonizing / Nervous} I don't know. {Hold up in tone} Deacon... {Hopeful / Confident} It'll work. Don't worry. {Irritated} Back off, it's none of your concern. {Irritated} Do I look like an idiot? {Irritated} Get out of my sight. {Irritated} Give me your caps. {Irritated} Hand over your caps. {Irritated} Haven't gotten to it yet, Solomon. {Irritated} I could have handled myself. {Irritated} I don't have time for this... {Irritated} I don't have to show you anything. {Irritated} I fixed the dumb pump. {Irritated} It's done. And so are we. {Irritated} Just open the damn door. {Irritated} Just tell me what you need done. {Irritated} Never mind. I'm leaving. {Irritated} Not the best use of my talents. {Irritated} Stay put and shut up. {Irritated} Um, Barney, I've got some bad news... {Irritated} Who do you think sent me? {Irritated} Yeah. It wasn't easy. {Irritated} You annoy me. {Irritated} You're not coming with me, Hancock. {Matter of fact / Neutral} I got it in Vault 111. {Matter of fact / Neutral} It was no big deal. {Matter of fact / Neutral} It's for Bobby DeLuca. {Matter of fact / Neutral} The Vault needs you. {Matter of fact. / Neutral} No, not anymore. {Matter of fact. / Neutral} Nothing. Never mind. {Nervous} Hold on. I'll be back. {Nervous} I don't know what you're talking about. {Nervous} I'm out of Stimpaks. I'll go find one. {Neutrally / Puzzled} Seems fine to me. {Neutrally. / Apologetic} Sorry. {Neutral} Atom Cat? {Neutral} Can't help you there. {Neutral} False alarm, don't worry about it. {Neutral} Fine, I'll think about it. {Neutral} Hey Nick. Got a sec? {Neutral} Hey, Codsworth, hold up. {Neutral} I already took care of Bobbi. {Neutral} I dealt with Bobbi. {Neutral} I didn't do it for you. {Neutral} I don't need a brahmin. {Neutral} I don't want whatever you're selling. {Neutral} I just need to make sure she's okay. {Neutral} I try not to get involved. {Neutral} I'd like to know what Cait thinks. {Neutral} I'm just passing through. {Neutral} I've seen better. {Neutral} Just wanted to trade a few things. {Neutral} Let's trade. {Neutral} Nah, never mind. Just a little joke. {Neutral} Nope, I've got it. {Neutral} Okay, fine. Here's everything I've got. {Neutral} On second thought, never mind. {Neutral} Only if you want to, Barney. {Neutral} Relax, lady. It's going to be fine. {Neutral} So you know. Who told you? {Neutral} Sometime later. {Neutral} Sounds good. {Neutral} Sure, here you go. {Neutral} Tina sent me. {Neutral} Well, see you around, Hancock. {Neutral} Yes, I'm really interested. {Neutral} You're not coming with me, Hancock. {Only half joking / Worried} Did you expect it to? {Player Hello / Player} Arlen... {Player Hello / Player} Arlen? {Player Hello / Player} Hey, Arlen? {Player Hello / Player} Um, Arlen? {Player} I'm just looking around. {Player} Maybe later. {Player} No thanks. {Player} Not today. {Player} Sure. {Player} That's all. {Player} Virgil... {Player} Virgil? {Player} What else do you have? {Player} What is this place? {Player} Who's the Director? {Player} Why is the Galleria closed? {Pleading} I'll pay. Don't worry. {Pleased / Confident} I've got them right here. {Polite / Neutral} Of course. Here they are. {Politely / Player} I'm just browsing. {Puzzled} Can it be about something else? {Puzzled} Can you explain it to me again? {Puzzled} Does it really matter to you any more? {Puzzled} Don't you remember me? {Puzzled} Go haywire? What do you mean? {Puzzled} I guess it can't hurt. {Puzzled} I... well, um... {Puzzled} No idea. What is this place? {Puzzled} Rats? What are you talking about? {Puzzled} The Institute? Who are they? {Puzzled} The War? Which War? {Puzzled} They make synthetic people? {Puzzled} What did you need me to do again? {Puzzled} What happened? {Puzzled} What is this place? {Puzzled} What is this, a traveling bar? {Puzzled} What would I do with a brahmin? {Puzzled} What's a synth? {Puzzled} Why are you calling me that? {Puzzled} Why do you ask? {Puzzled} You seem busy. I can show myself out. {Puzzled} You want a soda? Is that it? {Puzzled} You're part of a movement? {Question} Anything to report? {Question} Are there a lot of kids in the vault? {Question} Are you really going to kill him? {Question} Atom Cat? {Question} Barney, are you ok? {Question} Barney, what happened here? {Question} Cait, you got a minute? {Question} Can we work something else out? {Question} Codsworth, got a minute? {Question} Could you make the serum here? {Question} Danse, you got a minute? {Question} Diamond City? Where's that? {Question} Did you ever get sick? {Question} Do you take caps? {Question} Does this brahmin really belong to you? {Question} Fat City? {Question} Hancock. You got a sec? {Question} How about a little help, Barney? {Question} How are things going? {Question} How are you doing, Barney? {Question} How badly do we need those turrets? {Question} How is their food? Other than the pies. {Question} How much does this pay? {Question} I have some more questions first. {Question} I have some questions first. {Question} Is that it? Will they come back? {Question} Know anything else about Zeller's Army? {Question} MacCready, you got a minute? {Question} Maybe. What've you got? {Question} Mind if we talk for a bit, Cait? {Question} Mind if we talk for a bit, Danse? {Question} Mind if we talk for a bit, MacCready? {Question} Out of business? What do you mean? {Question} Piper. You got a moment? {Question} Plates? {Question} So what's the job? {Question} So, we're okay? {Question} Vault 81? You're still up and running? {Question} Warwick? {Question} What did they want? {Question} What do I need to do again? {Question} What do they fight about? {Question} What do you need me to do? {Question} What do you say? {Question} What do you want me to do? {Question} What if I change my mind after I join? {Question} What if I say no? {Question} What kind of a sword am I looking for? {Question} What topics should I avoid? {Question} What's good today? {Question} What's the news around here? {Question} What's your deal? {Question} What's your movement all about? {Question} What've you got to trade today? {Question} Where are the dampening coils? {Question} Where was it again? {Question} Why don't you tell me what happened? {Question} Why would you want her to go with me? {Question} Would he do my hair? {Question} You have something for me to do? {Question} You said something about a reward? {Question} You're Austin's best friend? {Quietly, consoling. / Somber} What now? {Relieved} I'm glad that's over with. {Resigned to help. / Neutral} All right. {Rude / Irritated} Sorry, lady. Not my problem. {Sad} I promise... I'll find him. {Sarcastic / Neutral} Cool name. {Sarcastic / Sarcastic} Cool name. Intimidating. {Sarcastic} Drink. Some. Water. {Sarcastic} Great, now I'm covered in crab guts. {Sarcastic} I didn't want you to have all the fun. {Sarcastic} Just looking for love, sweetheart. {Sarcastic} Who are you supposed to be? {Sarcastic} Yeah, it was a total trash pile. {Sarcastic} Yeah, sure. I'm just rolling in cash. {Satisfied / Friendly} I've got it right here. {Somber} It's not your fault. It was him or you. {Somber} Kill him, Jake. You've got no choice. {Starting a conversation} Curie? {Stern} A man took Shaun. Not some shadowy group. {Stern} Don't do it, Jake. This is murder. {Stern} Fine. Get out of here and don't come back. {Stern} I hate synths. I enjoying killing them. {Stern} I'm not leaving without seeing her. {Stern} Kill him, Jake. It's him or you. {Stern} Not a chance. {Stern} Well, that's got nothing to do with me. {Stern} Working on it, Fred. Just wait. {Surprised, puzzled / Puzzled} The water? {Surprised} What makes you think you're a Synth? {Suspicious} I'll pass. {Suspicious} What do you mean contaminated? {Suspicious} Who are you? {Suspicious} Why do you care? {Talking to a dog.} You seem like an okay guy. {Taunting / Amused} Wouldn't you like to know. {Thinking} I think you need to sweeten the deal. {Thinking} What happened between you two? {Tired} I think I'm done with the tour. {Tired} I think I've had enough for now. {Tired} I think I've had enough of the tour. {Tired} I think I've had enough touring for now. {Tired} I think that's enough touring for today. {Tired} I've seen enough Austin. {Tired} It's been a bad day. {Trying to calm a cow.} Shhh... It's okay, girl. {Trying to remember / Thinking} The stockroom? {Using someone else's slang / Amused} I'm hip. {Worried} I don't know. {Worried} I'm... gonna go... {about to shoot him / Stern} Goodbye, McDonough. {appreciative} Thank you. {grace under fire} Perfectly. {hint of anger} Fine. {leading} This the standard pay? {matter-of-fact, polite} Something about memories. {mercenary} What's in it for me? {simmering anger} I don't take kindly to threats. {skeptical} Depends. What's in it for me? {with a smile} Sure, I could do that. It was fun. {Question} Sounds like this isn't some normal group of raiders either. {Sarcastic / Sarcastic} Well, the mafia wasn't accepting applications. But I do my best. {Sarcastic / Sarcastic} I'd rather a ticket to anywhere but here. {To yourself. Frustrated. A security lockdown has trapped you in the space. / Irritated} Gotta end the lockdown. {Disgust} I can't believe I gave you everything for a stupid self-help mantra. {Apologetic} This place seemed empty. I thought everything was ok. Looks like you've got your hands full. I'll leave you to it. There's got to be more to this. What happened to make you think you're a synth? {Trying to get a feral ghoul to attack for you. } Avenge your pain! Kill! I lost family, okay? I'm trying to get one of them back. {speaking to dog. Explaining that they can't split up right now.} We gotta stick together, pal. At least until we find Kellogg. {Stern} Gunners are human scum that don't deserve to live. {using past tense, Institute was destroyed} Discarded? The Institute didn't want you back? {Irritated. Another crazy robot... / Irritated} I think you've mistaken me for someone else. {Curious. Asking a child. / Question} Have you ever seen a deathclaw? { Issuing commands to a crazy Atom cultist with your gun raised. Talk like a zealot.} Atom commands you! {Concerned for him / Concerned} You'd be putting yourself in danger. {bargaining / Question} You know, why not just make it 200? Easier to carry. {Irritated} I don't have time for this, where are the dampening coils? {talking to a man who just shot a Synth double / Impressed} Glad you took care of him. {Question} Does she take care of people that break the rules? {Not biting, just dismissive. / Irritated} Can we move this along? I've got places to be. {Concerned} I think you might want to consider moving on, Barney. {Calmly and firmly issuing commands with your gun raised. } You're going to do what I say. {Friendly} I've always found that the best way to heal is to help others do the same. {not really wanting to be involved} Only if she wants to come. {Retake - I don't think the crying/sobbing in these works, since you are talking to yourself. / Angry} God damn it! I'm going to kill you! {Matter of fact / Neutral} You should talk to him. Let him know he's screwing up. {Puzzled} The library computers said I earned some kind of credit? {joking, having fun / Sarcastic} It was just me and a thousand guinea pigs. They turned... carnivorous. {Angry} I can't let you live after you murdered that man. {Stern} Bobbi tricked me. She got what she deserved. You want this pump fixed, right? Throw in a few more caps and you've got a deal. Sure, the world may have ended, but why not sit at a desk all day? {Not sure why the NPC is so irritated / Puzzled} You're obviously upset... {threatening, Mayor McDonough has been revealed to be a traitor / Irritated} McDonough... {Rude / Neutral} I don't have time for this. You're on your own, kid. {Disbelief} What were you doing with those guys anyway? {Stern} You need to decide, Jake. What's it gonna be? {To yourself. Frustrated. A security lockdown has trapped you in the space. / Irritated} Locked out. {speaking to dog. Explaining that they can't split up right now.} Kellogg's still out there. We've gotta track him, boy. {Talking to Dogmeat , so not really expecting answer / Friendly} Come on boy, it's time to go. I found your grandpa. Not much left except his hat. {Curious / Question} You've got time for a patient? {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. / Friendly} One of the Minutemen helped me kill one once. {Shocked at an outrageous price / Disbelief} Five thousand dollars? That's ridiculous! { - talking to a dog that is alerting you to danger} Alright boy. Lead me to them. You don't owe me anything, I would have done it either way. {Holding your gun at a feral ghoul, trying to calm it down.} Calm down, ya freak! {thinking inside your head - you're not actually speaking to the person.} How could you be a part of this? {Question} You know, I've got a great place you could set up permanently. Interested? {Apologetic} I don't want any trouble. I'm just passing through. {Question} I'm with the Minutemen. Did you need help with something? You haven't given me much choice... All right. I'll do it. {Neutral} Oh, you must not have heard. I'm a superhero. I do this for a living. {Matter of fact / Neutral} I'm not a dealer. I don't sell drugs. {Being positive / Friendly} Interaction is a good thing. The Commonwealth is improving. {Trying to get a FEV Hound to attack for you. } Rip 'em apart! {Question} Can't you remember anything else from that night? {Cocky / Amused} Done. I happen to have exactly what you need. {Making fly sounds. Trying to get a bloatfly to attack for you. } *Insect Buzzing* Kill! Infest! {Neutral} Make your peace, Bobbi. I'm taking those caps back. {Evenly, coldly. Prepared to do it if you have to. / Somber} Virgil... I've been sent to kill you. {Question} Yeah, what do you say? Want to work for me? {Sarcastic / Neutral} I'm sorry. I don't know what language you're speaking. {Somber} He died fighting for the Commonwealth. He's a hero in anyone's book. {Apologetic / Apologetic} I can't find it anywhere. {Curious, but slyly curious. / Conspiratorial} Who's it for? You? { Issuing commands to a FEV Hound with your gun raised. } I'm your master now. {SinisterSmile} The last guy who gave me this sales pitch ended up dead. {Irritated} Didn't exactly have a choice, now did I? {persuasive / Concerned} I understand, officer. I just want to know what happened. { Issuing commands to a radroach with your gun raised. } Good bug. Do as I say. {Concerned} You can only take it one day at a time. Just keep going. That's all anyone can do. {Stupid robot. / Sarcastic} Yeah, and I'm the Governor of Massachusetts, too. {Acting superior / Amused} I heard you're a junkie, Bobby. {friendly diffusing the situation but with a hint of confusion - what just happened and what did you just agree to?} I'll find you on my way out. {criminal activity, pretending you don't know / Conspiratorial} I don't know what you're talking about. {Sorry to bother him / Apologetic} It's nothing. Sorry. {Question} What if I've changed my mind and don't want to join anymore? {Frustrated at a bunch of scientific nonsense. / Irritated} So it's good. {Question / Question} How much would you pay to get him back? {Friendly} It's good to know all the kids are getting an education. {Curious / Question} How often do you end up trading with the outside? {Irritated} I don't see how he could possibly help me. {Concerned} Just take things a day at a time, you don't need to rush into anything. {Irritated - wanting more money from a child / Irritated} Look kid, pay me what it's worth or I'm not helping. {Neutral} It doesn't matter who sent me. I'm just here to take back what you stole. {Curious / Question} What's Addictol? How does it work? {Hesitantly, unsure how he feels about this. / Neutral} I was in the old Atomatoys building downtown. {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. Bragging. / Confident} One shot in each eye, and one in the forehead took care of that deathclaw. {Trying to get a bloodbug to attack for you. } Smell the blood. Feast! {Annoyed. This is ridiculous. / Irritated} Risk my life for toy parts? Not a chance. {Matter of fact / Neutral} Sorry, all out of Jet at the moment. {Sternly / Stern} Strong is right. Your research needs to end. Now. {Trying to calm an aggressive beast. / Irritated} Now now... It's okay... {Matter of fact / Neutral} I'm here about your habit. {Sarcastic / Sarcastic} To think, the ironworks used to be such a nice place. {Irritated} Whatever, I'll just kill them all myself. {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. / Friendly} Preston and I kept shooting until it was dead. {Puzzled} There's got to be someone out there who can tell you for sure, right? {Somber} There was no other way. It was going to be him or you. {Consoling / Friendly} Maybe it won't come to that. {Neutral} If you leave your caps and run, I'll take them to Hancock and say I put you down. No one has to die. {Matter of fact / Neutral} Sounds like your problem, not mine. {Persuasively / Player} I must have dropped it. Could we let this slide? {Confident} Found this gas canister. Seems... potent... {Slightly apologetic / Neutral} I had some trouble. That settlement you sent me to... they aren't going to support our cause. {Thinking} Maybe you are a synth. That doesn't mean you can't change. {Question} What kind of interview is this going to be? {Irritated} I went through a lot of trouble for this. I hope it was worth it. {Curious, asking what's for sale. / Question} Is that all you've got? {Neutral} You don't have to worry. I'll figure out some way to make things right with Hancock. {honest question / Question} All right, say I take you with me. What's that look like? {Amused, disbelief / Disbelief} Really? Toy parts? Why don't you go get them? {Sternly / Stern} Enough, Strong. That's a choice you and your brothers can make, when the time comes. {Player is interested / Neutral} Depends. I need more details. { - talking to a dog that trying to get you to follow him} Where're you headed? {Irritated. / Suspicious} Busy doing what? Getting high? {Asking a robot to repeat his scripted demo. / Friendly} Could you give me your product demonstration again? {Thinking} He didn't seem so bad. Its got to be hard trying to run a business out here. {Sincere, consoling / Friendly} At least you're free. {Bargaining, persuasively / Player} Isn't there anything else you can offer? Hey, now that you're back here in Sanctuary, how would you like a job? {Somber} I have a better idea than you might think. {Calm, steady voice. Not projected. Pointing a gun at this person / Irritated} Easy now. Hands up. {Grateful} I just wanted to thank you. Becoming a Pillar has changed my life. {matter of fact, maybe with a tinge of judgement} You're right about that. {Aggressive. Holding a gun in someone's face. / Irritated} Do what I say and no one gets hurt. {sarcastic / Sarcastic} Does it involve a backroom and a handful of singles? {about to shoot him / Irritated} Time to shut you up for good. {bargaining / Pleading} Look, Bobbi left behind a whole bunch of stuff. Just sell that. {Dismissively / Irritated} I don't know. I'll think about it. {Question} So you think this Nick Valentine can find Shaun? {Arguing the other side / Player} There are advantages to being a super mutant. You're strong. You're tough. You've managed to survive out here. {Slightly irritated / Irritated} No way. Not worth it. {Curious / Question} But I'm a fellow Vault dweller. Can't you just let me in? {Matter of fact / Neutral} That's none of your business. {Rude / Amused} Keeping to yourselves is crazy. There's a whole world you're missing out on. {Kind - brought back a girl's lost kitten / Friendly} You're welcome. { Issuing commands to a bloatfly with your gun raised. } There's a good fly. {Friendly} Yeah. Not a fan of pushy salesmen myself. {Friendly, matter of fact. / Friendly} I'm interested. What is it you need? {glib, cracking wise / Sarcastic} Why the glum face? I thought random murder was routine around here. { - talking to a dog that has retrieved something useful} What's that you got there? {Friendly} We need good people for the Minutemen. It won't change the past, but maybe you can help some people. {Question} What about your family? Is this what Abraham would want you to do? {Trying to calm an aggressive beast. / Irritated} Don't move.... It's all right... {Question} Do you mind if I just... take a look around? { - talking to a dog that trying to get you to follow him} What is it boy? Want me to follow you, is that it? {Sarcastic, dry / Sarcastic} The only cat in me is the one I cooked up for dinner last night. {Trying to get a raider to attack for you. } Time to get crazy! Kill 'em all! {Concerned for him. / Worried} What about the virus? Won't your condition get worse over time? {Question} Would you be interested in coming to work for me? I've got a nicely equipped clinic you could use. {Rude / Irritated} Finally. I thought you'd never ask. {To yourself. Flinching as you're hit with a wave of energy. Breathy, not really in pain. / Surprised} Gah... You just wander around selling armor to random people? {Matter of fact. / Neutral} This is all your fault, Bobby. You and your habit. {Irritated} This really isn't what the Minutemen are all about, but since I'm already here, I'll do it. {Thinking} Slow down kid, let's just talk for a second. {Thinking} I might be able to take care of that mole rat problem for you. {being an ass / Disgust} God damn quacks. I bet they still use leeches. {Quietly, solemnly. Giving him a long-lost holotape from his dead daughter. / Somber} I think I have something that belongs to you. {Irritated} I don't have time to run your errands for you. {Friendly / Friendly} You should be open-minded about the Commonwealth. It has its dangers, but its got a lot to offer. {Evenly, coldly. Prepared to do it if you have to. / Stern} A lot has happened since then. Virgil, I've been sent to kill you. {Curious / Question} Are any of your robots for sale? Now say goodbye, Shaun... Bye bye? Say bye bye? *baby giggles* {Stern} I hate raiders. I kill them every chance I get. {Matter of fact / Neutral} I'm looking for some Jet. Sure, why not? It's not like I have anything better to do. {Thinking} Can you even compare the two? The world out here? It's not even close to the one I left. {Stern} I'm going to see her, one way or another. Your choice. {Question} What do I get in return for giving you everything I own? {Casual. / Neutral} Maybe later. I'll look for you. {Curious. Addressing children. / Question} This story isn't too scary, is it? {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. Being serious. / Concerned} We were all scared. More Raiders showed up. Preston said I should use the power armor. {Irritated, resigned. Sigh before 'all right'. / Irritated} ...All right. Here. {asking Doctor Sun for help / Worried} Doctor, come quick. Danny Sullivan's been shot. {Trying to be persuasive / Friendly} Just looking to do a little trading. {Trying to get a giant Deathclaw to attack for you. } Rip 'em to shreds! {backing away from what is clearly a crazy situation} Umm... I'm not exactly sure what's going on here. {Irritated} I can't believe you called the Minutemen to fix your water. I'm looking for some Dampening Coils that I think may be near here. {Curious, asking a standard question / Question} What do you need them for? {Trying to calm an aggressive beast hound.} Be calm! Obey! {Danny is lying on the ground wounded / Question} What happened to you, Danny? {Coldly / Angry} Open the damn door, or I'll break it down. {Trying to calm an aggressive bear.} S'okay, big bear. {Neutral} If you want. They aren't that interesting. {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. / Concerned} I was hurt pretty badly, but Preston and I finally killed it. {Conspiratorial} What is it that you really want out of this Jake? {Question} I'm looking for a woman named Emogene Cabot. Do you know her? {even toned, just glad to be done with this conversation} Message received. {Rude / Irritated} I got a better idea, do it yourself. {To yourself. A card reader isn't working because the power is out. / Irritated} No power. {Trying to calm a Brotherhood of Steel Soldier, your gun raised. } Just relax, tech-head. {Quietly, consoling. / Somber} All these years... you never gave up, did you? You're still working too much. {Trying to get your friend's attention. / Neutral} Valentine. {Coldly, preparing to kill him. / Angry} You brought this on yourself, Virgil. You're an abomination. And by order of the Brotherhood, you need to be destroyed. {Friendly} Nothing's free, I know how it is. What if I paid 100 caps, upfront? {Apologetic} Not really. He mentioned him but said that Jake was dead to him. {Thinking} What if I knew someone who could help you? {Matter of fact / Neutral} If he's addicted, it won't help. He'll get his chems somewhere else. {MARK FOR RE-RECORD.Player is administering first-aid to injured dog} Easy now, boy. Here you go. {Angry} I'm here to kill you and take what's inside your head. {To a robot with a bored-teenager attitude. / Amused} Having a bad day? *Feedback sound.* Oops. Ha ha ha. No, no. Little fingers away. There we go. Just say it. Right there. Right there. Go ahead. {Tired} We have to stop the tour. I have things to do. {Explaining, matter of fact, slightly sad in remembering. / Neutral} They had us cryogenically frozen in these pods. But something malfunctioned. {amused that she thinks it's a big deal / Amused} Yes, I am. {Sarcastic} You two have got your work cut out for you. {Disbelief} You've got to be kidding. You want me to give you everything I have? Hey, boy. What are you doing out here all by yourself? {Trying to get a Brahmin to attack for you. } Get 'em girl! Attack! {Uncomfortable with a dog you're trying to get to stop following you.} Sort of a flea bag, aren't you? {Bargaining / Question} What would it be worth to you? { - talking to a dog that trying to get you to follow him} What is it boy? {Agreeing with him. / Player} If you have a chance to be human again, you should take it. {Confused, curious / Puzzled} You've been watching me? {Apologetic} I couldn't do it. I couldn't kill Bobbi. {Neutrally, not hostile / Question} Why does it matter so much to you? { Issuing commands to a Railroad Agent with your gun raised. } I'm in command now. {Irritated} It's the same old thing. People fighting each other instead of working together. Everything going to hell, but no one doing anything about it. {Hesitant / Question} You really think no one will know? {Disgusted, under his breath / Disgust} Liked him better before... {Sarcastic} Just don't turn into some damn Nuka-Cola hoarder. {Confident, ready to serve / Confident} I'm with the Minutemen. Tell me what happened and maybe I can help. {Sarcastic} You want me to take a knife FROM a gunfight? Oh this is a whole new level of stupid. Even for me. {Concerned} You're not a synth. It was just an accident. Did you say something about directions to Diamond City earlier? {Trying to calm an aggressive radscorpion.} Nice giant scorpion... {curious / Question} You don't get anything from the Commonwealth? {[Tenpin] Cheery bowling manager. / Question} Is there an employee discount? I've got my ID... {Pacifying, trying to calm a frightened woman. / Neutral} It's okay. I'm a friend. { - talking to a dog that has retrieved something useful} Well look at that. {Question} What's people's problem with the Minutemen? {Coldly, preparing to kill him. / Stern} You're a threat to the Brotherhood, Virgil. {Question} Look, can we still do this if some of them are down? {Sarcastic; making a joke about a teleporter. / Amused} It did, but I pulled myself together. {angry that they would just kill someone for seemingly no reason / Irritated} You killed him. Just like that? {Mama Murphy's Sight told you about the Courser's reset code / Confident} Z2-47, initialize factory reset. Authorization code Zeta-5-3-Kilo. {Bravado / Confident} It takes a lot more than a bunch of punks to scare me. {Trying to get a Supermutant to attack for you. Spoken like a supermutant. } Super Mutant! Kill... everything! {Matter of fact / Neutral} I'm hear about your habit, Bobby. {mean-spirited glee / SinisterSmile} Oh, I blew that place to Hell. Nothing left. {Focused, demanding answers / Question} What the hell is going on here? {Sarcastic} Yep, all patched up with duct tape and bubblegum. {Asking with kindness, brother just OD'd. / Question} You actually want to leave? {angry that they would just kill someone for seemingly no reason / Irritated} You just gunned this man down? In the street? {Professional, concerned} I hope you'll consider having a word with Doctor Binet. {Persuasive / Neutral} It was your irresponsiblity and your habit that put him in that situation to begin with. {talking to man sitting on the ground shaking back and forth} You okay? {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. Being serious. / Neutral} Deathclaws are very dangerous. It was a tough fight. {coming up with an excuse to invite him to join the settlement / Thinking} Yeah, I think your... sales experience... can be a great asset. {Disgust} You're right. I don't know, cause I've never murdered my own family before. {Taking control of the situation / Player} Enough. Calm down, both of you. Virgil, do what you're going to do. {helping a man who was almost killed at gunpoint / Concerned} You're safe now. That's all that matters. {MARK FOR RE-RECORD.matter of fact} Afraid this was a one time thing. {Comforting / Neutral} It's not your fault. It was the Jet. {Puzzled} Can you tell me anything else about The Forged? Would you be interested in working for me? I have a place you could set up shop. {Worried} Walk away Jake, you don't have to do this. { - talking to a friendly dog who's just run up to you} Hey boy. {Delivering good news / Friendly} They're all still there. {Concerned for him / Concerned} It might be better to keep this a secret. {Irritated / Irritated} I'll come back some other time. {Concerned} I found your journals. Why don't you tell me about what happened to Samuel. {to self - watching your dog run off home without you.} Stay safe, buddy. {Question} You think that's enough paint to last you? {Professional, concerned} The longer this continues, the more attached he and the boy will become to the synth, and the more difficult it will be to let go. {joking that you'd vote for McDonough / Sarcastic} Hell, I'd vote for him again. {being diplomatic - trying not to step into what is clearly a domestic affair} Doesn't sound like she wants to. {Player actually knows this guy. 'Are you *the* Arlen Glass? The toy designer?' / Question} Are you the Arlen Glass? The toy designer? {sad, sorry / Apologetic} I'm sorry, Virgil. The Institute's gone. Destroyed. {To yourself, on finding a keycard. / Player} Keycard. That'll come in handy... { - talking to a dog that trying to get you to follow him} Something you want to show me? {getting their attention real quick / Friendly} Got a minute? {matter of fact, maybe with a tinge of judgement} Eh, I might crash from time to time, but it won't be a permanent arrangement. {Puzzled} I thought you said there was no obligation. { - talking to a dog that is alerting you to danger} Alright boy. Let's see if we can't get the drop on 'em. Lead the way. {Talking to Dogmeat , so not really expecting answer / Friendly} Don't worry, Dogmeat. Just saying hello. ...and that mandkind will thrive under our guidance. {Speaking to a greaser with his slang} What's new around here, Jack? {Friendly} You don't have to say anything. You're welcome. {Neutral} You don't need him. You could leave right now if you wanted. {Puzzled} Why would you want to leave Goodneighbor? {Critical, callous. / Irritated} You failed him. You should have stopped him a long time ago. {Tired} I think I've had enough of the tour for now. {To yourself. A card reader isn't working because the power is out. / Irritated} Power's out... {Disbelief} What about your son, Jake? You don't care what happens to him? {Somber} It had to be done, Virgil. It was them or us. {Sad} I was a father. I just wanted a better life for my son. {Sarcastic} Just two of you? Have you considered a membership drive? {Quietly, to yourself. / Amused} I can't believe I'm actually doing this... {Brutally honest / Neutral} If your cat's out in the Commonwealth, he's probably dead. {Disgust} A bunch of raiders flinging fire? Not even a challenge. {Stern} Whether you pulled the trigger or not, seems clear it's still your fault. {Matter of fact. / Neutral} Rachel has Addictol. You won't even feel the symptoms. She'll help you get through this. {Confused. Stressing that you're doing exactly what he asked. / Stern} I'm reporting in. As ordered. {Trying to incite violence, firm and confident. } Kill! {Hesitantly. Something you haven't seen before. / Puzzled} What is that? Some kind of toy? {getting the attention of a man who almost got shot / Concerned} 'Scuse me... {being an ass / Disgust} Sounds like she's a real pain in the ass. {Pointing a gun at this person / Irritated} Stop right there! {Apologetic} Look, I just need a little while to catch my breath. {turning around the question} You tell me. Did we put on a good show? {Sad} My marriage was the most important thing in my life. {Concerned} You're right to avoid them. They sound like bad people. {Trying to avoid the subject. / Apologetic} Sorry, I don't remember. {Curious / Question} Why do you keep yourselves so isolated? Home in on these coordinates. If you're willing to work hard, you can make the Commonwealth a better place. It's gone. I made sure of that. Aren't you better off now? {just being an ass / Disgust} I bet the food here is terrible. I could bust your chassis open and we could see what Polymers you've got in there. {getting the attention of a man who almost got shot / Concerned} Hey... {Apologetic} He changed his mind in the end, but it was too late to help him. {Trying to avoid the subject. / Neutral} Never mind. It's not important. {Quietly, worried. / Worried} Do you remember Edgar Swann? {Puzzled} Who's Reba? Are you talking about your gun? {Telling a story based on experience to a class of children. Bit bragging. / Conspiratorial} Raiders surrounded the museum where my friend Preston was holed up. I had to kill them all with my bare hands. {Sarcastic. Stringing together a bunch of scientific nonsense. Add some hesitation-- making it up as you go along. / Sarcastic} Has the, uh, reverse transcriptase survived the nucleotide synthesis? {Curious / Question} Aren't you curious about the Commonwealth and what it has to offer? {Matter of fact / Neutral} You have an addiction, but it's your choice to quit. {Stern} First we have to get rid of all the mirelurks. {bragging and cutting down the competition} Eh, too easy. You said she's one of your best? { - talking to a dog that trying to get you to follow him} Yeah boy? Something good I hope. {putting a stop to this nonsense} Uh. Whatever you think is happening, isn't. {Confident} No matter how much you want to give up, don't. You have to have hope. That you'll see them again. Or at least, that you'll know the truth. {being a jerk and not afraid to show it} You kidding? There's no way I'd call this place home. {Neutral} That job really pissed him off. He wants me to take you out. {Confident} I need you to get out of your Power Armor. {Concerned} We're just talking, so why don't you just ease off the trigger there? {Cocky / Friendly} Yep, easiest job I've had in awhile. {Question} Maybe 500 caps will help make her available. {Telling the sad fate of Vault 111 / Somber} It's more like a graveyard now. Almost no survivors. {Neutral} You aren't stuck here. You could leave if you wanted. {Catching something, pressing him on it. / Question} Wait. 'Manual' activation? Is there any other kind? {Casual / Neutral} It was rough, but he came around. He's going to see Rachel. {Thinking} He did mention that Jake stole his sword and joined The Forged. {Pacifying, trying to calm a frightened woman. / Friendly} Open the door. It'll be all right. {Sarcastic} That place? You know you live in a junkyard, right? What if I couldn't find any green paint? What happens? {politely prodding} So what's the deal with you two, anyway? {Asking a leading question to defuse the situation. / Stern} But that's a long way off, isn't it? {Calmly and firmly issuing commands with your gun raised. } Follow my orders, and it'll be okay. {Reinforcing what Zeke just said, rudely} You would be dead if I wasn't here. {Bargaining, persuasively / Irritated} You're asking me to put my life on the line to help you repair an old toy. You're going to have to do better than that. {Unsure what to make of a bunch of medical jargon. / Puzzled} That's... good. {Question} What did the prisoner say about the prep school? {Persuasive / Neutral} You need to quit. Austin almost died because of your habit. You're putting others at risk. {joking, having fun / Sarcastic} Neon sign with a heart? You sure he's not running a brothel? {Matter of fact. / Neutral} Just get some help, Bobby. Tina said Rachel has drugs that will help you get through this. {Shocked at an outrageous price. / Disbelief} I can't afford that! {Making it up as you go along. / Player} Uh... yes, that's right. But everything we do, no matter how hard... we do it for our family. {Matter of fact / Neutral} If he's addicted, you should try to help him get clean. {you were about to tell the dog to go home, but changed your mind.} Nevermind, boy. {Trying to get a Brotherhood of Steel Soldier to attack for you.} Ad victoriam! Kill! {Trying to get a Mirelurk to attack for you. } For the sea kingdom! Destroy! {Puzzled} Why's that important? I'm here now, aren't I? {Stern} Find who's responsible, and make them pay. Simple as that. {Conspiratorial} I know a group who can help you. Let me get in touch with them and they'll send someone out who might be able to tell if you are a synth. {SinisterSmile} What? Not hiding behind your little pyro bodyguard? Oh wait. You can't. Because I killed her. {Sarcastic} Here's your headline: "Local man says no." {emphasis on "is" - you're agreeing that it is in fact broken / Depressed} The whole world is broken. {A series of clicks like you are speaking radscorpion language, then say "Attack!" Trying to get a radscorpion to attack for you. } *Insect Clicking* Attack! { Just a series of clicks, like you're speaking scorpion language, then, "You ready?" . Commanding a radscorpion.} *Insect Clicking* You ready? {REDO: slightly more restrained. Female is about right on, male could be a bit more restrained "saying it to myself" vibe.} It should have been me. Why didn't they take me? {sarcasm / Sarcastic} Aliens invaded. And they brought laser-shooting dinosaurs! Oh my god. Nora... I can't watch this again... You are kind, and loving, ... and funny! Ha ha. That's right. And patient. So patient. Patience of a saint, as your mother used to say. { Issuing commands to a gunner with your gun raised. Emphasis on "new."} Got new orders for ya. {don't go too big on these reads, player is shaken, but has steadied / Pleading} Those people kidnapped my son. I have to find them. {Tired} Well, we've already skipped to the ending. What's more to tell? {a little whiny, "are we there yet?" / Question} How much longer is the tour? {For the "Idiot Savant" perk. So this is really exaggerated, funny stupid.} Da ha ha ha. { Just a series of clicks, like you're speaking roach language, then, "You ready?" . Commanding a radroach.} *Insect Clicking* You ready? {Amused. His results seem like a miracle. / Amused} This is a "qualified success"? {Irritated with Tina. "Nice" is sarcastic. / Irritated} So his addiction is your fault. Nice. {Confident} I was a soldier. {Friendly} Yes, ma'am. {Tired} Hardly matters now. {Trying to get someone's attention. Drop the "Ex" from "Excuse." / Question} Excuse me. Piper. {Confident} Protecting freedom. The American way of life. {Concerned} I saw my wife killed, my son taken, and was powerless to stop it. I understand how you feel. {Concerned} I'm here to pick up an order. Two large pepperoni and a calzone. Name is "Fuck you." {Depressed} My son, Shaun, was kidnapped. He's not even a year old. {Curious, emphasis on "ever" / Question} Have you ever seen any other Vault dwellers? {For the "Idiot Savant" perk. So this is really exaggerated, funny stupid.} He he he. {Frustrated/Impatient. Can't believe you're debating this with a computer. "I'm going in" is more to yourself.} I don't have time for this. I'm going in. {being an ass, emphasis on "my" / Disgust} Ain't letting someone with a sharp instrument near my throat. I don't think Shaun and I need to tell you how great of a mother you are... but we're going to anyway. {Sad} I lost my son recently. Kidnapping. I'd do anything to see him again. {Quietly, sincere, 'I know what you're going through'. / Somber} It's a long story, but... I lost my wife and son, too. {Just a series of buzzes, like you're speaking roach language, then, "Attack!" Trying to get a roach to attack for you. } , attack! {Stern} The Reds just kept pushing and pushing. Someone had to stop them. {A series of guttural growls, like you're speaking bear language, then, "Attack!" Trying to get a Yao Guai to attack for you. } *Bear Growling* Attack! { Just a series of buzzes, like you're speaking wasp language, then, "You ready?" . Commanding a stingwing.} *Insect Buzzing* You ready? {Trying to change the subject to make it more "PG" / Question} Wouldn't you rather hear about when I fought mole rats? {with bitter, grim anger - "you son of a bitch" is understood...Player Female- redo. Remember you're talking to yourself here. / Angry} Now I know your name. I'm going to find you. There will be changes, sure. Things we'll need to adjust to. I'll rejoin the civilian workforce. You'll shake the dust off your law degree... {Sad} My... wife died recently. If I could just see her one last time... { Just a series of guttural growls, like you're speaking bear language, then, "You ready?" . Commanding a Yao guai.} *Bear Growling* You ready? {sarcastic "this guy is crazy" / Sarcastic} The Wall seems happy with it? Oh god.
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Before	Dogmeat: CultLeader: Just go ahead and give me everything you own, and I'll initiate you as a first level Pillar of the Community. Player Default: Here, this is everything I have. Abbot: Thinking you need a little education. Maybe a bit of community service, what do you say? Phyllis: And Samuel is at my feet and there's blood everywhere. Tommy: So, New Blood, what'd you think of that? Irma: Now, memories involving other people are easiest. Recent events involving loved ones. Does anything come to mind? Player Default: Have you ever seen any other Vault dwellers? Abraham: If you really are with the Minutemen and you want to help, well, it would mean a lot to me if you could get that sword back. Abraham: A group of them took over the old ironworks, and they'll shoot ya as soon as look at ya. Cait: Damn it, Tommy. I'm no man's pet! Cait: I told you to quit callin' me that! Cait: Me? And him? Combatant2: Quit standin' there and finish it already. The hell are you waitin' for? Player Default: What's the payout? Tommy: If you need a place to stay, you can crash with the other fighters back stage, though, something tells me you won't be calling this place home. Tommy: You caught the end of that bout. What'd ya think of Cait's work? Tommy: In case I'm not being clear. It's either fight in the cage or face the collective wrath of my disappointed patrons. Tommy: Now head over to the bar and Stanley will pour you a glass of something special. Tommy: Now, before we get too attached, how about you jump into that cage and show us what you're made of? Slag: What's it gonna be, Jake? MaleEvenToned: Wait wait! I'm sorry, I messed up! I panicked! Salesman: Look, we can run this place together. You look the other way and I'll give you a cut of the profits. Salesman: You buyin' something? Arlen: But you made it out, didn't you? Tell me, was there anything left in the old stockroom in the basement? CultLeader: I already told you, Emogene can't have any visitors right now. Player Default: You've got to be kidding. You want me to give you everything I have? CultLeader: Step right this way and I'll be happy to tell you all about our movement and how you can be a part of it. Player Default: Who do you think sent me? Bobbi: So, who hired you to track me down? It was Hancock, wasn't it? JuneWarwick: So is that pump all fixed up now? Player Default: Vault 81? You're still up and running? Tina: Now he's gone, and I'm stuck in this can with nothing. Player Default: What happened? Player Default: I was a father. I just wanted a better life for my son. Player Default: Hardly matters now. Player Default: Why do you care? Player Default: My marriage was the most important thing in my life. Player Default: I lost family, okay? I'm trying to get one of them back. Piper: So, I know you're from a Vault. How would you describe your time on the inside? Piper: You do that, and... I'll tell you what. I'll come with you. Watch your back while you get used to the world above ground. MayorMcDonough: I'm either walking out of this city a free man, or I'm killing as many of you... disgusting, filthy savages as I can! Piper: So. You've seen the Commonwealth. Diamond City. How does it compare to your old life? Piper: Tell me. The world back then. What was it like? Player Default: You heard wrong. I'm not looking for anyone. Player Default: At least you're free. Player Default: How many people did you infect with FEV for your 'research'? You only got what you deserved. Virgil: Think about it. I'm human now. I can't even set foot outside this cave! What harm can I do to anyone from in here? DN054Rowdy: Wants old Rowdy to see if you have what it takes to shack up with us. Hancock: Wise decision, putting Bobbi down like that. Hancock: You were on the hook for a grand. Player Default: You screwed up. How much more damage do you need to do to realize you need help? Bobby: Oh and hey, if you got any Jet on you, I may be willing to take it off your hands. Say, 75 caps? Player Default: As long as you're high, you're a danger to yourself and others. Player Default: Don't you want to quit? Player Default: You're in charge? Virgil_Human: Ultimately, yes. Host: Ensuring that mankind has a future. Host: People of the Commonwealth. Host: Today, we activate our nuclear reactor, ensuring that we will persevere long after the world above ground has ceased to exist. MaleEvenToned: He... He pulled a gun on me. My own brother... NPCFPiper: Glad you dropped by. You holdin' up Blue? NPCFPhyllisDaily: Kid, I don't know who you are, but you'd better clear out before I go haywire and blast you. Player Default: ...You think that could happen to me? Maybe I'm fine for a few months, a few years, but... god. I couldn't live like that. FemaleEvenToned: Thanks for your help fighting them off. DN054Rowdy: I want you to go to the pump shed there and install it. NPCMParkerQuinn: Pardon me, sir. Parker Quinn. I just wanted to say, it's a good thing you came by my corner. Courser: If you're not here for the synth, then you're here for me. What do you want? Player Default: But you're way off the mark. It's the Memory Den, not the Drug Den. We're obviously not what you're looking for. Virgil_Human: I only wish there was someone I could share this accomplishment with. Player Default: Aren't you the little mercenary. And what exactly are you planning to do? MaleEvenToned: Lookin to earn some caps? I could use a hand here if you're all done gawking, you know. RobotMrHandy: Welcome to Pinelli's Bakery. My name is Crisp. May I take your order? Player Default: Wouldn't you rather hear about when I fought mole rats? Tina: But not anymore. I'm cutting off his useless ass. NPCFRowdy: Saw you over there gabbin' with Zeke. What's the story? Director: Wait. The Grand Reopening. Are you Grand Reopening Supervisor 18-Alpha? You're late. Austin: But if you need something, they're the ones that have it. NPCMArlenGlass: So... I don't suppose you happen to have a spare crate of toy parts on you? NPCFErinCombes: Thanks, mister! I was so worried about him. RobotSupervisorWhite: Oh, it's you. Hmph. Decide to help us after all? PlayerVoiceFemale01: Ashes, go home. Erin misses you. Intercom: You get the Fusion Cores, we grant the access. NPCMTommyLonegan: Think you can handle yourself in the cage? NPCMBobbyDeLuca: Hey, the outsider. You lost? No trading going on down here. Player Default: If it's that easy, I'll do it. I'll go see her right now. MaleOld: I'm new here. Did you have anything you wanted me to do? GwenMcNamara: We'd like to be completely self-sufficient, but there are certain resources we can't provide ourselves. DN054Zeke: So, what's your tale nightingale? You want a ticket to fat city? NPCMAbbot: Mmmhmm. That's a good shade of green. The Wall sure seems happy with it. NPCMHancock: Look who it is. You ready to pay your debt to Goodneighbor? Just gotta travel with this handsome mug of mine. Player Default: The name's kind of a big hint. Memories. We let our... selective clients relive the past. And we don't accept just anyone. Ringmaster: I'll put you down for the left fighter then, how's that sound? NPCFIrma: I think you've stepped into the wrong place, sweetheart. You don't look like you need the Memory Den. Do you even know what we do here? NPCMArlenGlass: Back again? I could still use your help finding those parts... Player Default: I'm not giving you anything. You're just a greedy jerk. Player Default: I'm sorry. We don't supply chems of that nature to patients. Director: I've been monitoring your approach. Impressive. Very impressive... for a lowlife criminal. RobotSupervisorWhite: Tell me, darling, what do you think of the water around here? Abbot: Hardware Town. Ruined store close by to the west. Bring back a can of paint, and it'll be 100 caps in your pocket. How's that sound? DN054Zeke: I guess you don't look like a total wet rag. NPCMTommyLonegan: Welcome to my humble establishment! Arlen: So, what do you think? Nice, isn't she? Austin: Ash is gone? Austin: Boy, I'd love to find some power armor. Austin: Did you ever fight a deathclaw? Austin: How do you like the tour so far? Austin: No way. Just a pool cue? Austin: Power armor! Wow. Barney: How many did you break? ParkerQuinnAlias: I'm going to make you a proposition so spectacular, you can't possibly say no. You ready? Player Default: You can't lie to a Synth kid, we can hear it in your voice. Cait: When are we leaving, hot shot? CrUniqueDogmeat: Player Default: And let me tell you, reliving an experience? The RIGHT experience? It's far more intense than anything else. But it's not for everyone. DN054Zeke: This is Atom Cat territory. JoeSavoldi: But my grandpa was a hero. And I won't hear anything different. Erin: But you rescued him, right? Erin: I bet you were glad he was there. Erin: I would have run away. Erin: Just your bare hands? Really? Erin: That sounds scary. Erin: Wow. You're really from the Commonwealth? FemaleBoston: Here to learn about our movement? FemaleEvenToned: Where's it at, kitty cat? FemaleBoston: I saw you working in the pump shed over there. Are you with the Atom Cats? GuardFemaleVault81: GunnersFemale01: Who... who are you? Host: ...daily lives. Host: ...dire consequences. Host: ...in safe hands,... Host: ...the future. Host: It is true, but it is not the whole truth. Host: Rest easy. Know that the future is... Host: To do so would result in... Host: We are here, and we are... RobotWhitechapelCharlie: I've heard some exterminator cleaned out the rats in the old warehouses. Wouldn't know anything about that, would ya? Katy: Your gran is a smart woman, Austin. Kessler: That sound like you? MaleBoston: Any luck finding my Granddad's sword? MaleEvenToned: You looking to trade? MaleOld: Can I get you a drink? NPCFDoctorDuff: Oh, yes. Can I help you? NPCFGwenMcNamara: Interested now? NPCFRowdy: All done? NPCMAbbot: Don't touch the paint. NPCMAbbot: You're back. You find that paint? NPCMArlenGlass: Anything I can do for you? NPCMBarneyRook: Something I say unclear to you? NPCMDN019CultLeader: What now? NPCMSheffield: Cola... Nuka-Cola... NPCMSheffield: Really? You... you mean it? NPCMTommyLonegan: Care to place a wager? NPCMVaultTecRepGhoul: A job? F-for me? Really? NPCMVirgil: Have you found the serum? NPCMVirgil: Sorry, was there something else? NPCMZ2-47: Are you here for the synth? Kessler: But I found out the Army's holed up at an old prep school. The job's simple: deal with them. Pickman: So sayeth one born killer to another. Regardless, I pay my debts. ParkerQuinnAlias: So what do you say? Want one? ParkerQuinnAlias: The charge card. Pickman: I am indebted to you. Pickman: I owe you. Pickman: Let me repay you. Pickman: Those people deserved worse than death. Player Default: Cool! What happened? Player Default: How did you beat it? Player Default: How do you know about deathclaws? Player Default: Let's get out of here. Player Default: My habit? No habits here, man. Player Default: Really? Player Default: This story isn't too scary, is it? PlayerVoiceFemale01: How you doing, buddy? Austin: She makes me get my hair cut though. It's not fair. Player Default: Has the vault ever had problems with Raiders? Player Default: Yeah, well whatever you heard, it's not true. I ain't no junkie. Virgil: Are you... are you really going to go through with it? Ringmaster: Alright. RobotMrHandy: How may I be of service? RobotMrHandy: How may I help you? RobotMrHandy: What are you in the market for? NPCMBobbyDeLuca: What are you doing here? Can't you see I'm busy? Slag: You must be pretty strong to make it here. Synth: I'm going to have to trust you to help me. Player Default: His name is Ashes. He's probably scared and lonely. Tina: Maybe now I can get him to leave this can. Tommy: Do you understand me? Tommy: If you keep fighting. And living of course. Tommy: The usual prize. Upon winning of course. Tommy: You manning up, or wussing out? Tommy: You think you got what it takes? Tommy: You want to make this a regular thing? NPCMHancock: Well, hey there, trouble. You got something to say to me? NPCMFredAllen: You're back! How was HalluciGen? Find me something good? Player Default: Ooh, I'm shakin' right down to my circuits. You can't scare a Synth kid. NPCMSolomon: Hey, you find any Mutated Fern for me? Got a lot of plans for that plant. Tommy: Should any harm come to her, I'll gut you from testicles to eyeballs. You understand me? NPCFKatherinePinn: Would you like to tell the students one of your stories now? Player Default: But how am I supposed to do it? I can't handle that withdrawal shit. Not after everything that's happened. MaleBoston: Can I help you? You've got that twinkle in your eye, like you're looking for something. Player Default: You'll never be an Atom Cat with that attitude. NPCFTinaDeLuca: Hey, outsider. Do me a favor, if my good for nothing brother asks you for Jet, tell him to buzz off. FemaleOld: Trade's been better shaping up, thanks to you. Check out my stock. Robot: Have you completed the research on the Piezonucleic Lining Project? DN084_IntercomExit: Error. A security lockdown is currently in effect. RobotMrHandy: Welcome to the General Atomics Galleria! You must be our new supervisor. DN054Zeke: Your plates have got me cranked. The name's Zeke. Intercom: Hold it right there. Vault 81 security. I don't know where you got your hands on a working Pip-Boy, but you better start talking. Piper: Now, the big question. You came all this way looking for someone. Who is it? NPCMScottEdwards: So, you're back. I take it you got what Overseer McNamara was looking for? Player Default: There will be changes, sure. Things we'll need to adjust to. You'll rejoin the civilian workforce, I'll shake the dust off my law degree... Host: Our superior technology represents the future of the Commonwealth. Tina: And, as much as I'd like to leave this canned paradise, that's not how I want to go. Player Default: That so? And what exactly are you planning to do about it? POIJoel06Intercom: Welcome to the Greater Massachusetts Electrical Hobbyists Association. Nobody's here right now, so please leave a message. NPCMVirgil: Well. I'm glad to see the Relay didn't completely vaporize you. NPCFRonnieShaw: The Castle armory is at your service, General. What do you need? DN054Zeke: Today some Cats were lost, but we would all be taking the long nap if you hadn't been there. Player Default: What happened there? Did something go wrong? Director: Manual authorization of the Grand Reopening requires authentication. So I'm going to need to see your ID... sir. NPCMVirgil: Yes, yes. It seems to have matured nicely. Hancock: I need to take a walk again. Get a grip on what really matters: Living free. Host: We simply insist that you do not interfere with Institute operations. Phyllis: Now, are you going to get out of here or wait for them to make me kill you? Player Default: Power Armor. I like a cat who digs what I dig, and the Atom Cats dig Power Armor. Robot: Do you possess previous experience with Polymer Synthesis? GuardMaleDiamondCity01: Nice shot, but I'm gonna have to ask you to step back. Got a mess to clean up. Tommy: Scared, huh? Well, your secret's safe with me. Abraham: You uh... did you.. what happened with Jake? NPCMBobbyDeLuca: Hey, the outsider. I'm just in charge of the generators here. Not sure what I could help you with. RobotMrHandy: That's better. Now, how can we serve you today? Char-broiled? Diced? Mashed? Barney: That was a couple of year ago. Ever since then, I've vowed to protect this town, and I don't plan on breaking that vow. Player Default: Tell me, do you suspect the Institute is involved? MaleOld: Good to see you again. Are you in a trading mood? I have a few pieces of armor you might be interested in. Hancock: You track her down, put a knife in her, and get back my, let's say, 1000 caps, and we'll pretend this was all a misunderstanding. WorkshopRadio: Attention Commonwealth residents. Are you looking for a safe place to settle? Player Default: A bit, yes. Although, some here would argue that opening our doors was a mistake. NPCMBarneyRook: Son, did someone drop you on your head as a baby, or did you have to work to get this stupid? Player Default: What do I get in return for giving you everything I own? Austin: She makes the rules, but she's nice. I like her. Robot: Employment opportunities await in the field of scientific research. Shall we begin your application now? NPCFTinaDeLuca: Did you talk to Bobby? How'd it go? Austin: Mr. and Mrs. Summerset run the diner. They're pretty nice. Mrs. Summerset's pies are the best. NPCFRachel: Is everything alright? Do you need medical assistance? Piper: What would you say to someone out there who's lost a loved one, but might be too scared, or too numb to the world, to look for them? Barney: Luckily, I've got Reba here to help me crack those crabs wide open. Isn't that right, girl? DN054Zeke: That place was a real dump, huh? Thanks for taking care of our business, there. FemaleBoston: I heard you talkin' with Abraham. Did he even mention our son? MaleEvenToned: Of all the campfires, in all the Commonwealth, you walk into mine. Player Default: While the Commonwealth might agree with you, a few here don't. Tina: I should have been able to take care of my own brother. RobotMrHandy: Welcome to Handy Eats, where serving you is our code! Table for two? Host: For years now, you have suspected that the Institute still exists, that we are among you. RobotSupervisorWhite: Darling! So good to see you. You fixed our water problem, didn't you? NPCMBobbyDeLuca: Hey, man, you got any more Jet on you? Player Default: The medical center is always open should you need assistance. NPCMMoeCronin: Can't believe you found that Catcher's Mitt. Look at the material on it. You find anything else? NPCFRachel: Welcome to the medical center, traveler. I'm Rachel. Dr. Forsythe's assistant here. Is there something I can help you with? Ringmaster: How are you feeling about the left Fighter? NPCMArlenGlass: It's been so long... I never thought I'd hear their voices again. You can't imagine what this means to me. CultLeader: Tell me something. You ever feel like this whole world is broken? Do you ever wonder why things can't be the way they were in the good old days? GwenMcNamara: Speaking of, if you're ready, I can take those Fusion Cores from you. Player Default: Frankly, many of us believe Alan doesn't understand how inappropriate his relationship with the third-generation unit is. Robot: Would you like the Orientation before beginning your work in the labs? Player Default: Damn straight, it's my choice. I wouldn't even call it an addiction. I mean... I know I could quit if I wanted to. I just don't. Player Default: Left the vault? Oh, please bring him back! Please? No one else would set foot outside for him. MaleTriggerman01: Hey. Just your friendly neighborhood watch, shootin' down Institute spies as they crop up. Player Default: Now, I hate to turn such a clever boy away, but we aren't accepting new clients right now. Announcer_LibraryVoice: The Library is currently closed. RobotMrHandy: Welcome to Slocum's Joe! Can I set you up with a nice hot cup of coffee? On the house! NPCFPhyllisDaily: Well, now you understand how I know I'm a synth, and why you need to leave. Piper: His name's Nick Valentine, detective extraordinaire. Got an office here in Diamond City. Just look for the neon sign with the heart in it. NPCMBarneyRook: You did it, didn't you? Ha, I could hear that sweet, sweet machine gun music all the way down here! You almost caught me and Reba mid-waltz. Player Default: Christ, I'm sorry. What happened there? RobotMrHandy: Good day. Can I help you with anything, sir? Player Default: I ...I don't know. God, what if you're right? Could I end up like those dumb brutes? No. No, I couldn't live like that. EntranceIntercom: Only employees and those with a scheduled appointment may enter. All other guests are invited to return during normal business hours. Barney: This here is Reba. But you two already met when she saved your life. Kessler: And you did that by yourself, right? Here's the pay out. Player Default: That makes no sense. The Vaults are the safest structures in the Commonwealth. What happened there? Austin: She runs our hydoponics lab. It's where we get all our food. CultLeader: Oh, I'm sorry, but Emogene is indisposed right now. She's not seeing visitors. Player Default: Right, you just strolled in out of the Commonwealth lookin for Synths to talk to. CultLeaderGuard: You owe it to yourself to give it a chance. Austin: Dr. Forsythe says I can't bother him or Rachel when they're working. Host: We have no desire to interfere in the unimportant details of your... Security_Greeter: If you have any questions, I'd be happy to assist you. Player Default: However, if the patient doesn't want to quit, he or she will just go back to using. Player Default: Now, you've got two choices. Give me everything you've got. Or... we take it anyway. NPCFTraderRylee: Hey, sorry about giving you the brush off in there. Theo just gets on my last nerve, you know what I mean? Player Default: It means I'm a Synth you numbskull, and if you don't take off I'm liable to put a hole in your head. Player Default: Oh, you'll learn. All the Atom Cats speak the language of cool, Daddy-O. Player Default: Now add what happened with Austin. It's more than I can handle, man. NPCMDannySullivan: Two slugs in the gut... plus the fall from the elevator... I ain't gonna make it... Barney: And that's your mission, soldier. I'm going to continue to hold down the home front while you go reactivate the turrets. Player Default: Come back when you learn some manners. Phyllis: And it's all my fault. You can't imagine what that's like. Player Default: We don't deal with the elements or Raiders. We're safe here, and for some, that safety and stability is what counts. NPCFDaisy: You're back. How'd it go at the library? Get rid of those Super Mutants? NPCMArlenGlass: You're back. Were you able to find those parts? Jake: Please, I didn't want to hurt anyone. I just want to go home. NPCMAbbot: Blue? You know what you're doing there? The Wall ain't blue. Player Default: Come back when you're ready to cooperate. Player Default: Man, you talk like a real square. And here I was thinking you were Atom Cat material. MayorMcDonough: I'm not just going to be discarded and tossed to the wolves. I'm the mayor, goddammit! Player Default: Oh, Jesus... I know what this is about. NPCMHancock: How you doin' killer? Arms tired from all that digging? You know, my strongroom is surprisingly empty now... Player Default: Just don't tell Tina. She'd lose her shit. Player Default: But some here would disagree. A few believe opening the doors to the Commonwealth was a mistake. MaleGhoulCombatant01: Got a reason to be bothering me? I just had to shoot up a synth body-snatcher over here. Player Default: Which makes this your problem. Not mine. So how are you planning to fix it? Tina: Doesn't leave his room, high all the time. Rachel said if he doesn't get help, he could die. NPCMVirgilHuman: Welcome back. It needs some refinement, but I think we can consider my serum a qualified success. Virgil_Supermutant: Just look at me! I'm a monster! I don't want to spend another day in this wretched body. Player Default: And what sort of business are you looking to take care of here in 81? CultLeader: Once you truly believe that in your innermost self, you'll be ready for level two. That's when things will really start to happen for you. NPCFPhyllisDaily: I thought I told you to stay the hell out of my stuff. RobotMrHandy: Here to bowl? Just five thousand dollars a game! Erin: But you were still able to rescue him, right? NPCFIrma: Honey, I'm so, so sorry. If I had known, I would've said no. Player Default: You fought in the War? Tell me. What happened? What was it all about? Hancock: That's why I've decided. I'm coming with you. Hitting my strongroom proves you've got that "devil take me" attitude I need to reconnect with. Player Default: I have Addictol to treat any chem addiction, should your "friend" need it.
After	--01-01 6.31152E9 Dogmeat: Deb: Finally, someone that can get things done. Here's your pay. Companion: Cait interjects CultLeader: Well, that's different. Abbot: Thinking you need a little education. Maybe a bit of community service, what do you say? Irma: Easy there, sweetheart. Easy... Tommy: Well now you're just being rude. Tommy: Cait. She's one of the best. When her head's in the game. She won't kill you if I ask her nicely. Arlen: Hmm? Oh, excuse me. Player Default: Do what I say and no one gets hurt. DoctorSun: What? Someone's injured? I'll be right there! CultLeader: I already told you, Emogene can't have any visitors right now. CultLeader: Our mission is nothing less than to transform the entire Commonwealth, one life at a time. CultLeader: No. She's not a prisoner. She's just locked in her room until she calms down. Jake: But if I don't they'll kill me. Host: Ensuring that mankind has a future. Host: Today, we activate our nuclear reactor, ensuring that we will persevere long after the world above ground has ceased to exist. DN054Zeke: Well, I say you are righteous, outta sight, and with it. And an official friend of the Atom Cats. Jake: You're right. It won't be easy, but I can still make things right. WorkshopSpokesmanAfterRaiderAttack: If that's what you call fun, I'm glad you're on our side. CultLeader: Ah... you're not worth the trouble. Plenty of easier marks. Get out of here before I change my mind. QuestGiver: Check out the leather on that mitt. Really good players used them to catch bullets. True fact, there. Rachel: Yes, I have an adequate supply of Addictol. Abraham: Well, I'll be jiggered. Didn't really expect anybody to come. Bobby: It wasn't bothering nobody before. I was on easy street. Bobby: Oh, well, uh... welcome to the generator room, I guess. Phyllis: There's nothing else to tell. Everyone came running out, but it was just me and Samuel. No raiders. No gunners. Just blood. Jake: I don't know what I was thinking trying to join them... QuestGiver: Awesome! We'll have to be careful with it. Break down the compounds and all that, but that's my worry. CultLeader: All right, then! Fantastic! You won't regret it, I promise you. NewGuardHumanOnly: Thanks! At least Synth doubles die just like the real thing, right? Adios. SupervisorWhite: Such a gentleman, too! I simply must give you something. Tommy: Trouble? Nah. But keeping those idiots entertained was what kept the lights on. Not exactly sure what we're gonna do now. GwenMcNamara: I won't, but Dr. Penske certainly will. Jake: Just- I don't know. I just can't ever manage to live up to his expectations. Trader: Theo got that old cannery up and running 'bout a year or so back and convinced me and some of the other traders to start bringing his cans around. Director: Explanation issued. This is a threat. Present your ID. Piper: I hope that's true. Because if they are involved, everything gets worse. Companion: Oh come on, these idiots aren't going to listen to reason. TrashcanCarla: Yeah, yeah. I know the drill. This ain't my first mugging. Virgil_Supermutant: I ...I don't know. God, what if you're right? Could I end up like those dumb brutes? No. No, I couldn't live like that. JuneWarwick: It may seem like a pipe dream, if you'll excuse the pun. WorkshopSpokesmanAfterRaiderAttack: I can't argue with your timing. Who knows what would have happened to us if you hadn't been here? Riley: I'm... I'm not a synth. I told him. I kept telling him. Why didn't he listen to me? Virgil_Supermutant: I don't know. Nothing like this has ever been tried before. Arlen: You don't understand. The only place you can find parts like these is in the old Atomatoys Factory, south of Quincy. Barney: They might, but they'll have something to think about if they do. Virgil_Supermutant: What? No, no, it has to be there... unless... CultLeader: Of course - how could you be sure until you'd experienced it for yourself? Phyllis: You think I don't know that you little shit? Hancock: Yeah, that's usually how the story goes around here. DN054Zeke: Your call, Jack. You change your mind, you know who to talk to. Piper: I'll take anger over apathy any day. Good quote. Thanks Blue. DN102_AmnesiacEnemy: I... I don't know. I can't remember. I can't remember anything. ParkerQuinnAlias: Ahhh... You're a smart one. I respect that. I respect that. But how do you know you're not interested if you don't what I was going say. CultLeader: You should make time for something this important, neighbor. Something that could change your life, and maybe the whole Commonwealth. Abraham: Well, you've got unfortunate timing friend. ParkerQuinnAlias: Something super special, that's what. Irma: I'm sorry we couldn't help you, sweetheart. Maybe some other time? SupervisorWhite: Trust me, darling, I can make it worth your while. Bobby: Hey, forget I asked, seriously, and if you could keep this little conversation under wraps, I'd appreciate it. ParkerQuinnAlias: No fuckin' shit. So you already knew you were going to meet me, and have the best day of your life? Now I'm jealous. Jake: Dampening Coils? They're in the generator by the big furnace. I'll show you where they are. CultLeader: You're still stuck in old thinking. You're still clinging to your old life. Bobby: It's not my fault! You all need to stop blaming me! Who let's a kid wander by himself into the reactor room? QuestGiver: Look at that card. See those numbers on the back? Tracks the count of enemies beaten to death by the player. DN054Rowdy: Bread hooks, ya know? Hands. What a square. Tommy: Let's just say I have a soft spot for that particular girl and leave it at that. Tina: You outsiders are real humanitarians, you know that? It's a wonder I want to leave this place. Daisy: Filed them under the History section, huh? Ooooh. There's some poor librarian out there that's gonna haunt me for that pun... Irma: Persistence... and money. Two things I love in a man. I suppose I can give you a trial run. Virgil_Human: There were some side effects to the process. I seem to have hair again. And I've retained some muscle mass. The genetic resequencer needs more work. Katy: Oh. The kids will be disappointed, but I'm sure they'll understand. Arlen: You were going to bring me some toy parts. From the old Atomatoys Factory down in Quincy. Remember? Phyllis: The Brotherhood of Steel? You're welcome to try. Austin: Nu-uh. It's pretty good. Especially her pies. Intercom: That's it. I hope the rads fry you out there. Salesman: We go in on it together. I run the cannery, you bring me meat and cans and make sure nobody starts getting suspicious. Phyllis: Maybe that's just how they programmed me, so I wouldn't blow my cover when I started shooting. Robot: Please see Dr. Elwood-Woolum for project assignment. JoeSavoldi: Well I'll be damned. He was a tough old cuss. DN054Rowdy: There's always something to soup up, strip down, or make shiny around here. Piper: That's... surprisingly inspired, Blue. We're definitely quoting that. CultGreeter: Brother Thomas is the one you need to talk to. He'll fill you in with all the details. Hancock: True enough. Well, thanks for taking care of Bobbi for me. Hit me up sometime if you ever want to get in some trouble together. Guard02: You shut your mouth. We're risking our lives every day to keep assholes like you safe. Erin: Thank you! His name is Ashes. He's the sweetest little, gray cat. I just want him to come home. Jake: I made a mistake, but I'm not just going to let you kill me! Abbot: It's nice to work with someone who knows how to show respect. Bobby: You think I want to be like this? I can't help it. I need this shit, man. Erin: Wow. Someone from the Commonwealth. That's so cool. GwenMcNamara: Thank you. Dr. Penske will greatly appreciate these. Virgil: Just... just leave me be. That's all I ask. Phyllis: Even if you're right, what does it matter? There's nothing left for me. Barney: Well, you're about to make some time! I saved your sorry butt, the least you can do is keep me company for five stinking minutes! Virgil_Supermutant: Swann? ...Yes, I saw his file. He was one of our first test subjects, years ago. His mutations destabilized. Started turning into a Behemoth. Austin: I like it. Mrs. Summerset always sneaks me seconds. Piper: Not even a baby is safe from them. And people wonder why I can't just look the other way... Intercom: Excuse me, ma'am. Before you arrived, he did say he was from Vault 111, and he's in possession of a working Pip-Boy. CultLeader: That's what I used to think. Until I found a way to make a difference. To transform my life, and maybe everyone else's, too. DN054Rowdy: Why you think I've been putting off going back over there? Virgil_Supermutant: I hope so. We just have to let the retrovirus run its course. Tina: Believe me, I have. It's not as easy as it sounds. Security_Greeter: Provisional Governor Graham? Why, sir, it is an honor! I must say, that explains the delay. I'm sure you're quite a busy man. Austin: Not that many. The Overseer says we're using population control, whatever that is. Barney: You're right, gotta keep my mind on the job Pickman: I'm helping you just by doing what I love. CultLeader: Because if you are that kind of person, you've come to the right place, neighbor. Piper: No one ever does. That's what makes them so scary. CultLeader: There wasn't really a money-back guarantee on offer. Sorry. Abraham: Watch your back with The Forged. They're a treacherous bunch of cusses. Barney: Where? Back out there? Why not just ring the dinner bell and serve yourself up on a plate? No, better to stay in here for a little while, at least. Intercom: Vault 111? Haven't heard of that one yet. DN054Zeke: We can't be seen with some nerd from nowheresville. We got a reputation to uphold. Barney: Well, then I'll go take care of them myself, grow older and crankier, and if I ever see you again, I'll put a bullet in your ass. ParkerQuinnAlias: I am sorry, sir, if you were given that impression. I certainly do NOT mean to waste your time. CultGreeter: Don't be so hasty, neighbor. You should find out how our movement can change your life before you make up your mind. Bobby: Hey, don't act so surprised. Yeah, I'm in charge... of the generators at least. Calvin handles most of the smaller maintenance requests. EntranceIntercom: The Library is experiencing some technical difficulties. Please check our hotline for more details. ParkerQuinnAlias: Cause I got something you need. Seriously. I can TELL you need it. You know how I know? Just cause you're here. Bowling_Manager: Poverty is never something to feel ashamed of. Do come back when you can afford it. Rachel: Always. We've never been too busy to see someone. Hancock: Hell. I kill all kinds of people, and shake hands with their friends afterwards. You know how many boys used to have old Finn's back? Piper: I told you, this is a perspective piece. People in Diamond City need to know you're from a different world than them. EntranceIntercom: Please provide your six-digit employee ID number. Austin: Nope. Gran grows it all here. She's really smart. Irma: Hmph. You sound like my partner. She never did like the drapes or the colors. Security_Greeter: General Atomics' patented Director Management System is responsible for coordinating the actions of the robots here at the Galleria. Cait: Great. I'll be in the toilet fixing my makeup. Piper: He'll like you. He's got a soft spot for the hard luck cases. Bobby: Yeah, well whatever you heard, it's not true. I ain't no junkie. Piper: Gonna be like that, huh? Smart ass. Fine. We'll do this later, but I want that interview, got me? Piper: Look, I'm just gonna say it. You're a Vault Dweller. The jumpsuit's a dead giveaway. CultLeader: Well that's just fantastic! I know you're going to fit right in around here. Abbot: Now that's damn fine news. Why don't you go ahead and paint the first stroke? Let's see how the shade matches up. ParkerQuinnAlias: Come on, seriously? What's there to think about? I have it, you want it. So let's do it. Look, take some time. No pressure. All right? I'll be here. Fallons_Reg: Not much, I'm afraid. Our suppliers are dreadfully late, and it looks like most of the appliances have rusted. CultLeader: Actually she and I are... you know, romantically involved. QuestGiver: Bad form coming up to the plate with nothing. Ah, well. Robot: Let's see what employment opportunities we have available for someone given your qualifications. Bobby: She, she can? I never realized there were drugs to treat... drugs... Phyllis: You'd still ask for my help, knowing what I've done? JuneWarwick: This place used to be a sewage treatment plant, you probably figured that from the smell. TrashcanCarla: Directions. Hmph. Figures. Just keep goin' until you see the skyline, across the river. Piper: 'Cause of the blue jumpsuit you're wearing? You're a Vault dweller. Katy: Nothing with excessive violence. And I'm sure they'll have lots of questions. GwenMcNamara: You're the first. In all our time here, not a single traveler from another Vault. EntranceIntercom: I'm sorry, but there are no appointments scheduled for today. Please call and book an appointment for a later date. Thank you. DN054Zeke: Are you writing a book? I'm the boss of the Atom Cats and souped up Power Armor is my bag. Bobbi: That so? And what exactly are you planning to do about it? Virgil_Supermutant: We had a deal. I help you get into the Institute, you find the cure that I was working on. Salesman: Have a look. But if you bite it, you bought it. Irma: You're right. Here. A small consideration for everything you've been through. Piper: The one that gave us this lovely landscape of demolished buildings and nuclear radiation every ten feet? DN054Zeke: You speak from the heart. I can dig that. Tommy: What can I say? Their amusement comes cheap. Same as their tastes in liquor. Phyllis: Are you not from around here? Or are you just dumber than a box of hair? CultLeader: Okay, so... where were we? Oh yes, we were discussing the first step of becoming a Pillar of the Community. Virgil_Supermutant: What? How can you say that? After everything I've done for you? Robot: Please note that employee enthusiasm is factored into your yearly reviews. Barney: No, I don't think I will. Even if no one comes back, I can't imagine living any place else. SupervisorWhite: Men! Take it from me, dear, it's ghastly. Simply ghastly. Barney: I figure the last Rook will die here, whether it's in the belly of one of those crabs, or in my bed many years from now. Hancock: Oh, take all the time you want. But you got a debt hanging over you now, you feel me? I'll be waiting for you to pay up. Abraham: Maybe that's because you ain't got a farm and a family to think about. Even so, those guys are serious. DN054Rowdy: I think you forgot how tests work, buster. Slag: I'm Slag, and we are the Forged. And you, stranger - you're somebody with some guts. I like that. JuneWarwick: Wow, well at least the Atom Cats work quick. GwenMcNamara: Why not? We have warm beds, clean clothes, a solid roof over our heads. Our food and water are radiation free. GwenMcNamara: Oh my God. All those lives lost due to some malfunction? That's unacceptable. NewGuardHumanOnly: Ah, poor Sammy got snatched up by the Institute. Then those bastards send this low-rent double in his place. It's pathetic. Hancock: Yeah. I like it. You might just be the right kind of trouble. JuneWarwick: They help out here a lot. Saw you working in the shed and figured you were one of them. Arlen: Not well. She's suffered a lot of damage over the years. I've done about all I can without those parts. GwenMcNamara: Thanks. I owe it to the Overseers before me. Piper: Feeling a little homesick, are we? Can't say I blame you. Abigail: Abraham... Oooh I am gonna wring his neck. Abraham: Bunch a trumped up raiders. Obsessed with fire and metal. Abbot: *grumbles* Abbot: Fine. Pay you 125 caps. Abbot: Right you are. Abbot: Well work faster. Abigail: Yeah, that sounds like Abe. Abraham: ... No. I guess not. Abraham: What? Really? Abraham: You do? Well that's... that's good. Arlen: 'Just a toy?' Arlen: *chuckles* Right. I'll bet you do. Arlen: ...I am. Where did you hear that? Arlen: A holotape? Arlen: After all these years... Arlen: Ah. Well, don't forget about them. Arlen: Eh, it's all right. Now, where was I? Arlen: How about, say, 150 caps? Sound good? Arlen: I suppose so. Arlen: I... I can't possibly repay you for this. Arlen: Say, 150 caps? All I can spare. Arlen: She died in the war. Arlen: That's too bad. Arlen: Then maybe you can understand. Arlen: Yes, yes, just like we agreed. Arlen: You've got an eye for them too, huh? Austin: Aw, man. Austin: Aw. It was just starting. Austin: Aw. We're only half way. Austin: Boy, I'd love to find some power armor. Austin: Cool! What happened? Austin: Enough? I hardly showed you anything. Austin: Hey! Don't talk about my gran like that. Austin: Hey! That's not a nice thing to say. Austin: How did you beat it? Austin: How do you like the tour so far? Austin: I hate getting my hair cut. Austin: I hear stuff. Austin: I like it here. Austin: If you say so. Austin: No way. Just a pool cue? Austin: Not much more. I promise. Austin: Okay. You've seen almost everything. Austin: Power armor! Wow. Austin: Really? Austin: See, I knew you'd like it. Austin: See, I told you I know things. Austin: We're not babies. Austin: Well, this was almost the end anyway. Austin: When she remembers, or isn't too busy. Abraham: Alright, didn't mean to pry, but I can't help if I don't know what you're after. Guard02: Oh don't even start with me. I got a dead body in the middle of the damn street. Now follow orders and get out of here. Bake_Crisp: This is a bakery. Barney: God, grant me patience... Barney: No. No way you are this stupid. Barney: Ok, I guess I've got a minute. Barney: Wasn't always just two of us... Barney: Yeah, I hope so, too. Barney: Yeah, I'm fine. It's just... Barney: You did what?!? Barney: You're a real weird one, you know that? Bobbi: You're gonna try. Bobby: Hell yeah, thanks, man. Bobby: It's 75 caps. That's a real deal, man. Bobby: My habit? No habits here, man. Bobby: No way, it's never that easy. Bobby: Oh, Jesus... I know what this is about. Bobby: She'd do that after what happened? Bobby: That's harsh, man. Really harsh. Bobby: They'd have to catch me first, asshole. Bobby: What? Like no withdrawal? Bobby: You're a life saver, man. Bowling_Manager: An employee? Then you must be... Arlen: Omnidirectional servos. Piezoelectric actuators. Superconductive mesh wiring. Tina: Every day. Maybe after things settle down here, we finally will. Combatant2: Everyone for themselves, eh? Fine. Combatant2: You're all heart. CommandVictimAlias: Anything, just don't shoot. Companion: Hey! That was ours. Companion: Nice one! Companion: Yeah, don't give this guy anythin'. Courser: How... did you... Courser: That you cannot have. CultGreeter: Well, you've found us, all right! CultLeader: I'm glad you asked. CultLeader: Oh, you're really going to... CultLeader: Well you came in here, didn't you? CultLeader: You can tell them that she's fine. DN054Rowdy: Don't sell yourself short, buster. DN054Rowdy: I think I do. DN054Rowdy: Oh, a cocky one, eh? DN054Rowdy: Tops. DN054Rowdy: We'll see. DN054Roxy: Can I? DN054Roxy: Oh, I've never heard that one before... DN054Zeke: But it's a junkyard with style. DN054Zeke: Like you haven't heard of us. DN054Zeke: Now we're cookin'. DN054Zeke: Thanks, Jack. I came up with it myself. DN054Zeke: You got me, Jack. DN054Zeke: You're cruisin' for a bruisin', pal. DN102_AmnesiacEnemy: I... I... Diner_Waitron: Nonsense! Diner_Waitron: Right this way, hun. Diner_Waitron: Well, come back soon! Director: Reporting in? Director: Scanning... ID confirmed. DoctorCrocker: Dear god... I'm on my way! GwenMcNamara: Well, besides some rather large maintenance projects going on, I can't say anything ever has. Bobby: So what? After all that shit that happened with Austin... I need this man. Leave me alone. QuestGiver: That so? Far out. Can't wait to start breaking this down in the lab. Tommy: Grateful? For killing our meal ticket? Excuse me if I don't rush to embrace our savior. EntranceIntercom: The Library is currently closed. Erin: But Ashes didn't get hurt, right? Erin: But you rescued him, right? Erin: Fine! Be that way. Erin: I bet that took lots of bullets. Erin: I bet you were glad he was there. Erin: I would have run away. Erin: Just your bare hands? Really? Erin: Mom says I can give you this. Erin: My mom says I can give you this as a reward. Erin: That sounds scary. Erin: Would you go look for him? Erin: Wow. Erin: Wow. You must be a good shot. Erin: You're still my hero. DN102_AmnesiacEnemy: Are you? I... I don't remember. I don't remember anything! GwenMcNamara: A bit, yes. Although, some here would argue that opening our doors was a mistake. Tommy: A nice guy, eh? Don't find many of those around here. Fallons_Reg: Of course, of course. FrenzyVictimAlias: Screw you. FrontDeskGreeter: But of course! Hancock: That's what's great about being the mayor. You're always the safe bet. Guard02: Just go about your business. GwenMcNamara: I'm sorry to hear that. GwenMcNamara: It's the dangers that concern me. Hancock: Good. I prefer messy. Hancock: Job's done, huh? Good. Hancock: Not quite, friend. Hancock: That was the right answer. Hancock: We are. Hancock: You read my mind. Hancock: You're damn right you did. Hancock: You're really doing this? All right. 750. Hancock: Your loss, brother. Host: ...daily lives. Host: ...dire consequences. Host: ...in safe hands,... Host: ...the future. Host: It is true, but it is not the whole truth. Host: Rest easy. Know that the future is... Host: To do so would result in... Host: We are here, and we are... ParkerQuinnAlias: What? What did you call me? You calling me a thief? Do you know who I am? Do you have any idea who I am or who I know? Intercom: Alright, smart ass. Intercom: Alright. Intercom: Fair enough. Intercom: Haven't heard otherwise. Intercom: I don't think so. Intercom: Sure, sure. Barney: Yeah, I'll tell you. It'll do me some good to get this off my chest. Jake: I didn't want it to be this way. Jake: I just wanted to provide for my family. Jake: I- Yeah. I messed up pretty bad. Sorry. Jake: You're right. JoeSavoldi: Just a second. JuneWarwick: Oh, sorry. I shouldn't assume. JuneWarwick: Oh, um. I'll take that as a yes. JuneWarwick: You guys are adorable. CultLeader: You're going to have to work on that attitude if you want to get to level two. GwenMcNamara: Christ, I'm sorry. What happened there? Katy: Wonderful! The kids are so excited. Kessler: Fantastic. Kessler: I'm happy you're on our side. Kessler: Really? Where've you been all my life? Kessler: These guys are dangerous, so be careful. Kessler: Yeah, we're good. Irma: Look, it's no secret that reliving a memory can be about having a good time, or helpful in remembering something you've forgotten or lost. Tina: No, I gotta take my share of the blame. I encouraged it way too long. Erin: Not really. My dad says mole rats are just nuisances. Phyllis: No. When they heard the shot, everyone came running out, but no one saw anyone else but me and Samuel. TrashcanCarla: Ha! Boy, have you come to the wrong place. My lovin' days have long since passed. Erin: Don't say that, it's not true! Now are you going to help me or not? Pickman: So sayeth one born killer to another. Regardless, I pay my debts. Outlet_Sprocket: Why, of course! I'd be delighted. Irma: Glad to meet someone who pays attention to the name. That's right. We let you relive the past. Virgil_Supermutant: What, did you expect me to transform right before your eyes? This is science, not a two-cap magic show. GwenMcNamara: My God. I wonder what happened. All those people. Virgil_Supermutant: It is. But there's only one way to know if it works. Daisy: Well don't drag your ass too long on this job. No telling how much damage those lumbering oafs will do. ParkerQuinnAlias: Okay. Can do. Phyllis: Phyllis: Bullshit. No one comes out here. Phyllis: Day at a time, huh? Phyllis: Good. Now please just go. Phyllis: Guess I've earned that. Phyllis: Hm... I'll think about it. Phyllis: That- That's none of your damn business. Pickman: A gift, nothing more. Pickman: Take it or leave it, it's up to you. Pickman: That's all the more reason to reward you. Piper: A strong note to end on, Blue. Thanks. Piper: All right. It can wait. For a bit. Piper: Fair enough... Piper: Good. Let's get down to business. Piper: Huh... Piper: Interesting... Piper: What's their name, Blue? Who are they? Piper: Yeah, Blue, you haven't noticed? Player Default: Hey boy, you know any tricks? QuestGiver: All right, then! Take care. QuestGiver: All right. QuestGiver: That's too bad. Oh well. Abraham: I- I understand. Thank you for... well, thank you for trying. Security_Greeter: The General Atomics Galleria is the shopping center of tomorrow, today. Rachel: Alright then. Rachel: Good. Rachel: We don't supply chems of that nature. Rachel: You persuaded him to quit? Robot: Let's begin the interview. Robot: Wonderful. Cait: Tommy thinks he can hand me over to you... but no one gets to do that. I say where I go and who I go with. Salesman: Fine, screw you then. Security_Greeter: Splendid! Security_Greeter: Unfortunately, yes. Security_Greeter: Very well. Enjoy your visit! Slo_Bean: All right. Well, come again! Slo_Bean: Coming right up! Slo_Bean: No worries. I'll be here! Solly: Solly: Fine. Whatever. Just stop buggin' me. SupervisorWhite: Isn't it, though? SupervisorWhite: Marvelous, simply marvelous. SupervisorWhite: Oh, it will be. SupervisorWhite: Yes, yes of course. Bobby: I don't know man. That week I tried to get clean? You don't even want to know how bad it got. Virgil_Supermutant: I get to live in a cave. Fantastic. I think I'll take my chance with the serum, thank you. SupervisorWhite: I'm just glad you cared enough to help. Tina: Damnit. Tina: I... I can? I mean, they're safe, right? Tina: Me too. Tina: No shit? You actually did it. Tina: Thank god. Tommy: Tommy: Excellent! Tommy: Good. Tommy: Good. It's settled then. Tommy: Hear that? He's too good for us! Tommy: Heh. Tommy: Heh. You're gonna fit in nicely. Tommy: Hmm. Tommy: I don't give threats. That was a promise. Tommy: I knew I'd like you. Tommy: I knew we'd convince you! Tommy: I like your moxy. Tommy: No one fights in there for fun. Tommy: No, thank you, sir! Tommy: Yep. Afraid so. Tommy: You mean beyond the adoring fans? DN054Rowdy: Nothing I can't do myself. Got this clunker I want to see you spiff up. CultLeader: No, sorry, I'm afraid we're past that point. You really do need to give me everything. Now. Piper: That's what most people say, until they need him. And don't look now, Blue, but you do. QuestGiver: Mutated Fern. Hear it's dynamite for making radiation meds. Did you find some? WorkshopVendorWeapons: You don't know what you're missing. Virgil: A threat? Just because of what I am? Virgil: Thank you. Really, thank you. Virgil_Human: Of course. Virgil_Human: What? ...Oh. Oh god. Virgil_Human: What? No. Absolutely not! Virgil_Supermutant: I could... I could... Virgil_Supermutant: I suppose you did. Virgil_Supermutant: That's it. That's really it! Virgil_Supermutant: What? ...Oh. Oh god. Hancock: Don't play stupid with me. It's unattractive. DN054Zeke: No tests. I can see you are choice material, and a friend of the Atom Cats. FrontDeskGreeter: How nice for her! Don't forget to sign in, please. Cait: Look, one way or another, I'm leavin' this place. WorkshopVendorBar: My selection is a bit limited right now, but take a look. ParkerQuinnAlias: Mister Quinn? What are we strangers? Mister Quinn's my father's name. I'm Parker. WorkshopDialogue: Let me know what you'd like. WorkshopDialogue: No problem. Tina: Why do you think I'm talking to you? The only other place he could get chems from is outsiders. WorkshopVendorArmor: I was once a Scribe in the Brotherhood of Steel. Back when that was something to be proud of. Trader: Plenty of people do business without being on you like a bloodbug. CultLeader: That's it, neighbor. Keep it up, and remember to tell all your friends about us. CultLeader: Oh, you'll know. Good things will start to happen. You'll see. You just have to keep working on level one until they do. Kessler: It took a lot of favors just to get the name of their crash pad: the East Boston Prep School. Barney: No thanks needed, sir. The Salem Volunteer Militia is at the service of the people of the Commonwealth. Duty is its own reward. DN054Zeke: That June is a doll, and her mirelurk cakes are the most far out thing I have ever tasted. Piper: Interesting you mentioning that, seeing as you're from a Vault. Jumpsuit's a bit of a giveaway. Robot: Employment will be terminated for any researchers attempting to leave before completion of the project. Irma: I told you, we find the clearest memory we can for the first time. That one... stood out. DN054Rowdy: You wanna be an Atom Cat, you gotta pay your dues. Just install the piece. QuestGiver: Here you are. Every single cap, as agreed. Virgil_Human: As am I. Though I still have a tremendous amount of work to do. SupervisorWhite: For a farm like this? Water is everything to us, dear. WorkshopSpokesmanAfterRaiderAttack: I'm glad you're on our side. Tina: His name's Bobby, and he's my poor excuse for a twin, so you can get a good idea of what he looks like. Outlet_Sprocket: Our floor models? Why, no, those are for display only. SupervisorWhite: It's ghastly, that's what it is. Simply ghastly. Tommy: One time, eh? I bet you'll change your mind. Bobbi: Me? Well, I tried hiring someone with my newfound wealth to put a bullet in that tricorn-wearing clown. Barney: Nice sentiment, but she can't be in every place at the same time! Those turrets were in strategic locations so Reba and I can stay home most days! Virgil: After all you've done? They'll trust you. And I'll make sure no one else finds out about me. Piper: This is news. No one else in Diamond City may care about the missing, but my paper does. Bobby: Well, only the old generators to see down here. CultLeader: Good. Then I hope you're ready to take your first step into your new life as one of the Pillars of the Community. Austin: Aw. We were about to get to the good part too. BrahminVendor: What would you do with a... oh, you're serious? ParkerQuinnAlias: Oh my God, you're wise ass. No, it's all right. I come from a long line of wiseasses. Also, violent drunks. Salesman: Look, she was just angling for a better deal. Erin: They don't bother us. They can't get in if we don't want them to. Intercom: Well, then. Good luck in the Commonwealth, stranger. Piper: Don't lie to me, Blue. This is your story. Don't you want people to know the truth? JoeSavoldi: Wish more people looked at it that way. Tina: Don't think I haven't tried. Locked him in his room for a week. ParkerQuinnAlias: Okay, good. Cause then I'd want you to tell me how I'm going to die, and it would be a huge mistake. Synth: I will. I just... need a little time to gather myself. Figure out my next step. Thanks again... I guess. Bobby: Damn. Well, if you change your mind, or start feeling charitable, look me up. Slag: Most of them were never going to be worth forging in the first place. DN054Zeke: You'll never be an Atom Cat with that attitude. Phyllis: Don't you get it kid? I'm too dangerous. I'll just end up hurting someone else. Tina: Few years, I guess. He's normally not like this. Just got a whole lot worse once I cut him off. Tina: Should have done it a long time ago, but things ain't easy around here. ParkerQuinnAlias: I will! That's why we're having this discourse. BrahminVendor: Oh, okay, sure. I feel you. Maybe later, then. Host: Our superior technology represents the future of the Commonwealth. Security_Greeter: I'm sorry, but due to pending litigation, I am unable to comment. Please direct your inquiries to the General Atomics Legal Affairs Division. Hancock: Before we head out, I gotta have a little chat with the community. I'll meet ya afterwards. Tommy: Not if you keep fighting. You can crash downstairs. Free of charge. Combatant2: Everythin's the matter with me... Just forget it. Phyllis: Fine, I guess you might as well hear the whole thing. QuestGiver: Go to HalluciGen, sneak past the Gunners, and find something in there. That place must be crawling with chemicals. Pickman: A small disagreement. They objected to my hobby of collecting their heads. Barney: Then quit standing around slack-jawed and go do something! Intercom: I'm no engineer, but I've been told we need them to help supplement our power generators. Erin: He scratched me, and I yelled at him to go away. I didn't mean forever though. Abraham: Funny you should ask. I used to have some, but the same group who took my sword took the dampening coils as well. Hancock: No, it wasn't, but you blowing a hole in my strongroom and killing my bodyguard... ParkerQuinnAlias: Awesome. I'll take your money, and you get the charge card. Great doing business with you. Tell your friends -- Parker Quinn. Same corner, every day. Tina: He's gonna need me more than ever right now. He may be getting clean, but that drama with Austin might not die down so fast. Barney: Well, Reba and I appreciate it. We won't soon forget you. Phyllis: I know, everyone loses people but... but not like this. Bobby: Damn, make a guy wait? That's cool. You know where to find me. Salesman: Ghouls are no different than any other dumb animal. They're an untapped food source. Tommy: Hmm. Shame. I usually got a pretty good sense for matchups. How about we say you'll think about it? Hancock: Oh, the newcomer kills one of my people, now you think you got the biggest stomping boots? Okay. Let me lay it out for you. Intercom: Yep, pretty good observation there, genius. Now, about that Pip-Boy? Virgil_Human: This is all highly experimental. And certainly my lab equipment is... less than optimal. Barney: Of course it sounds good, I'm a tactical genius. Smartest man in town, as a matter of fact. Bobby: Me, myself, and I. Don't worry, I'm not into selling. That's my sister's thing. Phyllis: Who the hell do you think is gonna help a synth, kid? Irma: You have the wrong idea, honey. I don't sell skin. I sell memories. QuestGiver: All the baseball relics you can find from the Westing Estate. Signed. In one piece. You find anything? victimAlias: Anything, just don't shoot. victimAlias: I'm leaving. victimAlias: Ok, take 'em. victimAlias: Shit... victimAlias: Whatever you say. WorkshopVendorArmor: Well, then, good day to you, sir. Robot: Perhaps you could begin by familiarizing yourself with the current state of the research. The console at your workstation should provide access. Piper: The parent after the missing child. *sigh* As heartbreaking today as it ever was. Tommy: Not hostile, just serious. I trust we understand each other, yes? NewGuardGhoulOnly: Oh yeah? Could've done better yourself, huh? Well, I'm sorry you haven't had the lovely experience of killing a man who's wearing your friend's face. Barney: I'll show you where the turrets are, you go reactivate them, they start serving up the mirelurks some hot lead. Piper: Oh no. You're not backpedaling from that one. It's true, isn't it? Abbot: The Wall's been green for over 200 years. Folks aren't gonna like this. Slag: Ha! I like your style stranger. Been a while since anyone had the guts to talk to me like that. Hancock: I'm the mayor of this town. Who wouldn't tell me? I had a line leading right out my front door. Bobbi: I assume you're here on behalf of that violent, old Ghoul. But I want to hear it from your lips. Host: We simply insist that you do not interfere with Institute operations. Player Default: But everything we do, no matter how hard... we do it for our family. DN054Zeke: Oh, you'll learn. All the Atom Cats speak the language of cool, Daddy-O. ParkerQuinnAlias: You're welcome. See, look at us. Being all polite. Just two people, having a talk, being civil. It's nice isn't it? QuestGiver: Oh, the field trip. Of course! Wonderful. Let me just take that. Erin: Not far. He'd be terrified. I'm sure if there's anywhere nearby to hide, you'll find him. Irma: If you don't want to tell me, that's fine. Just focus on it, okay? Guard02: What you didn't hear the shouting? Guy pulls a gun on his own brother, thinking he's a synth. WorkshopVendorWeapons: If Smiling Larry hasn't got it, you probably don't need it. Courser: A fugitive. Runaway Institute property. I'm shutting her down and bringing her back. You, on the other hand, will die like the rest of them. Virgil_Supermutant: There's only one way to find out. Rachel: I'm relieved to hear you say so. After the incident, I've seen his symptoms progress rapidly. Salesman: Oh man. I thought you were going to kill me for sure. DN054Rowdy: Sounds like the next thing we need to fix is your dumb attitude, buster. ParkerQuinnAlias: It is! It is. Anything IS possible. You know that used to be the Massachusetts state motto? Barney: Yeah, and you smell like a fishmarket. Phew! Combatant2: It's always about Tommy and what he wants... CultLeader: The first step is the hardest, neighbor. Hancock: Hey, this is Goodneighbor. No hard feelings. Jake: I- I know, but I just wish there had been another way. Jake: I- Yeah, you're right. I just need to learn to carry that. DN054Zeke: When we found this place, they helped us get on our feet. Gave us food. Didn't even ask for nothin' back. Bowling_Manager: Bottle caps? Of course not! Legal tender only. Tina: Hey, I made a mistake, alright? Least I'm trying to do something about it now. Piper: Gotta make my job hard for me, huh? All right. If that's the quote, that's the quote... Arlen: Well, if you change your mind, you know where to find me. WorkshopSpokesmanAfterRaiderAttack: They were raiders. What do you think they wanted? Everything we've got, at a minimum. Maybe also kill us all or worse. Piper: Normalcy is a bit of a relative concept in the Commonwealth, but okay. I can work with that. Virgil_Supermutant: On myself, of course. That was the plan. ParkerQuinnAlias: I'll tell you. You're being so patient, thank you so much. Slo_Bean: I'd offer you some of our world-famous donuts, but I'm afraid they went stale a few weeks ago. Austin: He's never cut anyone. And he even shaves men's faces with a razor. NewGuardGhoulOnly: Yeah. Unbelievable, huh? Sammy was fine a few days ago and then BAM. He's acting funny, gives up cigarettes, the booze, stops cheating on his wife. Bobby: Well, yeah, I do, but I can't. This place, man. And the work? Jet's all that makes it... decent. Arlen: We had an apartment, in Cambridge. I went to the office that morning, to try to talk to Marc again. GwenMcNamara: Of course, but my duty is to these people and keeping them safe. ParkerQuinnAlias: Well I guess that answers my question, because if you was psychic, you would know that I am definitely NOT kidding you. ParkerQuinnAlias: Well. I'm sorry you feel that way. But hey, it's your loss. Change your mind, you know where to find me. TrashcanCarla: Oh, I have a little bit of everything... DN054Roxy: No, you should stay a while. I'll give you the lowdown. DN054Zeke: You know? The Atom Cats. The coolest power armor gang in the Commonwealth? ParkerQuinnAlias: Fair question. Totally fair. To which I say - yes. I am not standing out here freezing my balls of talking to some random stranger for no reason. Kessler: I ain't going to haggle on the price. I got reputation to protect. But I'll throw in some extra supplies if you sign on. Best I can do. CultGreeter: Well, then, fate must have brought you to us today. This is your chance to change your life for the better. WorkshopDialogue: If you're asking - food's been short around here lately. It's hard to think about anything else when you're hungry all the time. Abbot: Raiders moved in a ways back. Security says they can't handle them. That's why I'm running low. Solly: I'm trying to fix this old water pump. Should be plenty of scrap in here - if I can get it drained out. Barney: Well, that's a long story. You sure you want to hear it? DN054Zeke: Man, you talk like a real square. And here I was thinking you were Atom Cat material. Intercom: Good. You can contact Officer Edwards through the intercom when you're done. Abbot: You see this paint I'm using? Only one place left in the whole Commonwealth you can get it. Bobby: It's not true! You all want to blame me because I'm the easy target. No one cares that no one was watching Austin. Piper: You know, I guess you kind of are, aren't you? WorkshopVendorBar: Well, then, good day to you, sir. Bobby: For real? Sweet, man. You don't know how much I need this right now. Abraham: Not much consolation, but... at least he didn't hurt anyone. Rachel: I'm sorry. We don't supply chems of that nature to patients. Bobbi: Good. No need to resort to something stupid. Virgil_Human: Hmm... there was Madison. Dr Li. We were colleagues, but she probably was the closest thing I had to a friend. Tommy: Consider it professional curiosity. Now what'd ya think of the fight? EntranceIntercom: Your employee ID number can be found on your personnel badge. Arlen: There was a storage room in the basement, on the south side of the building. We kept some toys there for testing and product demonstrations. NewGuardHumanOnly: We got a comedian here? Look around, jackass. Goodneighbor takes care of itself. That's how it works. Virgil_Supermutant: Look around you. What kind of a life is this? Tina: More than you know. There's gotta be more to life than this Vault. Abbot: Yeah, yeah, make with the jokes, but you still helped. Rachel: The medical center is always open should you need assistance. Rachel: Addictol works both physically and psychologically to remove both the symptoms and the need. It's very effective. Hancock: Oh, no, my friend. You and I got a lot more to discuss. Abraham: Goddamn. I'd hoped he'd come around when he realized what that life meant but I... BrahminVendor: Oh, great, great. Just tell me where you want me to send her, and she's all yours. Erin: You can have my teddy bear. I've kinda out grown him anyway. DN054Zeke: No. You are outta sight, and a friend of the Cats in my book. DN054Rowdy: That was just the first test, buster. Don't get big headed. CultLeader: Of course you do. And I'm here to answer them. Shoot! Virgil_Supermutant: Give it time. The retrovirus has to run its course. Courser: Suit yourself. You'll die like the rest of them. Abigail: Yeah, my youngest, Jake. I guess I shouldn't call him a boy though. That's probably part of the problem. Barney: Did I wake them all up and send them into a frenzy? No. You made your bed, now go lay in it. Rachel: Bring your friend by the medical center, then, and I will administer the treatment. NewGuardGhoulOnly: You stay close to your and yours, now. They start acting weird - you get that gut-punch that says they've been replaced? You'll know what to do. Kessler: Yeah, right. The Minutemen abandoned our sorry asses long ago. A lot of people's kin died because of that. Hancock: Well, now, you do owe me one, remember? Here I was, being all cool about you stealing from me, and you act like this? Austin: Security mostly takes care of people that break the rules. WorkshopRecruitSheffield: Wh-why's that funny? *sigh* Host: For years now, you have suspected that the Institute still exists, that we are among you. Tina: That may be true, but I got ties here. It just... doesn't feel right. Diner_Waitron: Let me know if you need anything, sugar. CultLeader: There's absolutely no obligation! But trust me, once you see how your life is transformed, you won't want to leave. Tommy: Most the regulars were just passing through once, too. Weren't you boys? Arlen: Don't feel bad. I barely remember anything from those days. And what I can... I try to forget. Virgil_Human: It will take years, at the very least. Certainly under these conditions. Security_Greeter: Oh, I'm sorry. After 428 false positives, I just felt so certain! DN054Rowdy: Warwick's an old water plant turned farm just East of here. Bunch of squares who spend all day digging in the dirt. Cait: I know one thing for sure. I'm done with Tommy and his bullshit. GwenMcNamara: While the Commonwealth might agree with you, a few here don't. CultLeader: Good choice. Congratulations, you're officially a Pillar of the Community. Austin: Sure. He can turn your hair into just about anything. Phyllis: It means I'm a Synth you numbskull, and if you don't take off I'm liable to put a hole in your head. Bobby: Damn straight, it's my choice. I wouldn't even call it an addiction. I mean... I know I could quit if I wanted to. I just don't. QuestGiver: Always appreciate doin' business with a professional. Hancock: Ah, look at you, scrambling around. You're off the hook. Ain't like I need the money. WorkshopVendorWeapons: People want something, Smiling Larry finds it and brings it to them. The whole Commonwealth knows me. Virgil_Human: Maybe so. But... there must be someone I can trust. FrontDeskGreeter: Please do not disturb our residents, they need their rest. CultLeader: You'll never get to level two with that attitude. Jake: Well, I guess that's it then. No going back now. Irma: This is a trial run. I want to see how you handle a clear memory, and in all my time doing this, nothing stands out like love and family. Hancock: Yeah. You too. Gonna take some time to think about all this. GwenMcNamara: More often than you may think. A couple times a month, I'd say. WorkshopVendorWeapons: Smiling Larry always has something you need. Barney: It was a lot easier when it wasn't just the two of us. CultLeader: You can't see her. She, uh, can't come out of her room right now. Diner_Waitron: We do have a lot of satisfied customers, don't we? They almost never leave. Kessler: Judge Zeller was snatching people and brain-washing them. Like some damned cult. No wonder their numbers exploded. Barney: What, you've never seen a Mirelurk before? You must have lived a charmed life up until now. Austin: I've never seen a leech, but Miss Katy told us about them. WorkshopVendorBar: I have a lot of friends. I make new friends where ever I go. My friends like to join me for a drink. What can I say - it's a living. Phyllis: No, there was no one else it could have been. It was just me and him. And the gun. Bobby: Well, yeah, I do, but I can't. This place, man, and what happened? Jet's all that makes it... bearable. Barney: Right. No time for reminiscing when there's work to be done. Piper: We're all just doing what we have to, huh? I think my readers can relate to that. QuestGiver: All right. Here's your payment, plus some samples from the pharmacy. Don't take 'em all at once, now. Moderation. WorkshopRadio: Home in on these coordinates. If you're willing to work hard, you can make the Commonwealth a better place. Virgil_Supermutant: Of course I will. It's not even a question. CultLeader: The world is full of suckers, pal. Just look outside. Every one of them handed over everything they owned in return for... hmm, well. Hope? Cricket: If it can chamber, cock, and spit out lead -- then I sell it. I sell slashers and clobberers, too, for those maniacs that like it up close. NewGuardGhoulOnly: Hey, hey. I don't like what you're implying there, smoothskin. If he was just a Synth, there'd be no problem. But he killed Sammy. Replaced him. CultLeader: Then I'll just let you be on your way. I'm not looking for any trouble with you. Barney: She's not just a gun! She's top of the line, best gun in the Commonwealth. Made her with my own two hands. Oh, where are my manners? Introductions! GwenMcNamara: Right. Anyway, I'll see these get to Dr. Penske. Virgil_Human: It is a significant first step. But it still only works on one strain of FEV. Jake: Still mad at me, huh? I can't really blame you. Robot: The Orientation is intended to provide the new employee with a history of the company to enrich their working experience. Austin: They're not so bad. They don't hit each other or anything. Virgil_Human: ...You're right. If word of this got out, the Institute wouldn't be the only ones hunting me. Irma: A missing child? That's awful. I'm so sorry, sweetheart, but I think we can help you. QuestGiver: All right, all right. Not trying to push ya or anything... Barney: You and me and Reba makes three, my friend. Hopefully those turrets will keep them off my ass for a while. Phyllis: Was I ever that naive? The world doesn't work that way kid. Hancock: What? You thought I was serious? Far be it from me to keep hard-earned caps out of the people's hands. Phyllis: Fuck you, I didn't ask for you to pass judgement. Pickman: They got their pound of flesh, but I'll collect my own again soon. Intercom: It's called protocol. Think we just let anyone in here? Think again. Arlen: Right now? I suppose it is. But it used to be so much more. Barney: No kidding, you weren't thinking. Wandering around like some aimless child, looking for their lost balloon. CultLeader: Well, I'm sorry to hear that. I really can't take no for an answer, though. Virgil_Human: Madison? We always got along well. I think she could keep this a secret. Abbot: Well, ain't that the end-all, be-all. Why don't you go ahead and put a little of that paint on the Wall? See what I got to work with. DN054Zeke: Hey, lay off. Only Zeke gets to talk about them like that. Director: Then what are you? Vandal? Mercenary? Communist? Erin: No. Miss Katy says they are big lizards with huge claws. Phyllis: They've got something they use to control us, to make us do things we don't want to do. NewGuardHumanOnly: Hell yeah! Not a bad shot, if I do say so myself. Companion: We could always start by rippin' your damn arms off. Phyllis: Right, you just strolled in out of the Commonwealth lookin for Synths to talk to. Abraham: I didn't raise my boys to be raiders. As far as I'm concerned, he's dead to me. Tina: Hey, I tried, alright? It's not that easy. And after that shit with Austin... Robot: Wonderful. Mandatory overtime mode disengaged. Clean room override disengaged. Salesman: Really? That would be great. Can't stand the little buggers myself. Abraham: Look, I'm being serious here. These guys don't mess around. Erin: We've been friends forever. There aren't a lot of other kids in the vault. DN054Zeke: Fat city is a state of mind. Get with us and you'll get with it. Barney: Listen, don't let an old codger like me scare you. I'm old and I'm cranky and I haven't had a guest in months. Irma: I'm sorry we couldn't help you, honey. But I know someone who might. DN054Zeke: That's more like it, Jack. We wear our power armor with style. Not like some other dead heads around. Virgil_Supermutant: Amazing. And what about the serum? Did you find the serum? DN054Zeke: Up for debate. But you are a friend of the Cats in my book, Daddy-O. CultLeader: I doubt that, neighbor. What could be more important than transforming your life, and maybe the whole world along with it? Piper: Not like a cozy day in the Vault, huh? Yeah, I know where you're from. Jumpsuit's a dead giveaway. Hancock: Pfft. The look on your face. Forget the money. Chump change. QuestGiver: This baseball is the real deal. You'd sign one of these and give it to the children of anyone you killed on the field. Austin: Well, if you need her, that's where you'll find her. QuestGiver: That's right. And I don't know why I'm handing you all these caps. Funny world, ain't it? Piper: I ask you who you are, get your opinion on life out there, and maybe load up a few tough questions and keep it interesting. EntranceIntercom: Welcome, Mr. Mayor. Please enjoy your visit. Austin: That's what I tell gran. She says brains beats brawn everytime. Host: ...and that mandkind will thrive under our guidance. Tommy: Yeah, I guess you were pretty busy cleaning house. Impressive work. Makes me think you're good enough to do me a favor. QuestGiver: I like your gumption. Let me take a look. Piper: That, Blue, is the biggest mystery in the Commonwealth. No one really knows who or where they are, but their handiwork is all over. Host: We have no desire to interfere in the unimportant details of your... Phyllis: Glad to see you don't have a death wish. Now get out of here. Robot: Employment benefits include competitive salary, health coverage, accidental death coverage, and two weeks paid vacation. ParkerQuinnAlias: Oh, I like you. You got a mouth like a native, and I bet a brain to match. Means you know a good thing when you see one. DN054Rowdy: Don't go turning on the sirens and flashing lights, Jack. The Warwick folks know the Cats have a busy schedule. DN054Zeke: Power Armor. I like a cat who digs what I dig, and the Atom Cats dig Power Armor. Synth: We'll talk once you open the door. I promise I won't run. DN054Zeke: Oh, go back to nowheresville where you belong. Irma: The name's kind of a big hint. Memories. We let our... selective clients relive the past. And we don't accept just anyone. Robot: I am required to inform you that this is a secure facility and access by non-employees is restricted to the lobby. SupervisorWhite: Why, yes. That's what I was getting at, dear. The water - it's simply ghastly! Tina: Y'know, as far as new beginnings go, that sounds pretty good. Count me in. Virgil_Supermutant: Excellent question! ...yes, yes, it has! Fascinating. QuestGiver: No. Can't say I do. Did you need something from the Science! Center? Piper: Okay... That's gonna be a fun one to quote... Virgil_Supermutant: No, of course not! It was far more likely that it would just blow up. POIJoel06Intercom: Thanks for visiting. We'll have somebody get back to you as soon as possible. GwenMcNamara: That makes no sense. The Vaults are the safest structures in the Commonwealth. What happened there? Jake: I thought he hated me. Did- did he send you here to find me? WorkshopVendorArmor: My selection is a bit limited right now, but take a look. CultLeader: You won't regret it, I promise. Congratulations, you're officially a Pillar of the Community. Hancock: Hey, ain't like I got anything else to do besides wait around, get high, and be mayoral. Abbot: Should be enough for a good coat or two. That'll have to do for now. Tina: The Vault needs Old Rusty, as much as I'd want to take him with us. He's the brains behind the Bobby if you know what I mean. TrashcanCarla: Just a bit of everything. You'd be surprised what people leave behind on the old roads. Gotta keep your eyes pealed for the good stuff. Irma: I wouldn't even know where to start, honey. No, what you need is a detective. Katy: Stop being modest. The kids are so excited to hear your stories. Pickman: And yet you killed them without a second thought. ParkerQuinnAlias: Oh, I got a point. I got a point like a spear. Erin: Yeah, but nobody in the vault hunts for their own food, or gets into fights with guns. Arlen: That's a shame. Ah, well... I'll have to do the best I can. Tommy: Not the entrepreneurial sort, are ya? Keeping those idiots entertained was what kept us in caps. Barney: Oh, look, Reba. A comedian. Laugh all you want, but remember the last person that scoffed at the S.V.M. is crab stool. Director: Unacceptable. The Galleria is closed. You were warned. ParkerQuinnAlias: Aw, see, you don't trust me, do you? Guy comes up to you on a corner, engages you in conversation, you get suspicious. I don't blame ya. DN054Roxy: Oh. Well, if you want the lay of the land around here, you just let me know. ParkerQuinnAlias: Interesting? A work of art's interesting. This is frigging revolutionary. Bobby: I never wanted any of this to happen, ok? I fucked up. I know it. Tina: He's my brother, and he's overworked. I give him a little Jet, and he perks up. He seems happy, I feel better. Done. Piper: Wait. They boxed you up in a fridge? The whole time? Are you saying you were alive before the War? Trader: No offense but, you better grow a spine or that guy's gonna walk all over you. DN054Zeke: C'mon man, get cranked. You get with us and you are one step closer to Coolsville. Austin: Just colds and stuff. Hardly anyone here gets sick. Synth: I guess I don't really have a choice do I... Robot: Due to staffing needs, we can forgo the Orientation at this time. JoeSavoldi: A long time ago, Bunker Hill was wiped out by raiders. Back then the Minutemen were on their last legs. Austin: I hope you don't mind needles. They like to poke you a lot in here. Bobby: But how am I supposed to do it? I can't handle that withdrawal shit. Not after everything that's happened. Bowling_Manager: Sorry to hear that, sir. Do come back again. Tommy: Looks like we've got a regular Einstein here. Tommy: Not from around here, huh? This is the Combat Zone. Finest arena in the Commonwealth. Cait here's the headliner. Hundred plus matches, undefeated. Austin: I shouldn't tell you this, but everybody says Mr. Combes is sleeping with Tina. Solly: I was gonna give you something anyway. 75 caps for your time? Irma: Oh, honey, I'm so sorry. It's never easy losing someone that close to you. But I think we can help. Erin: Now I know why my Dad says people from outside are no good. Piper: Okay, I guess we're going have to go with the satirical approach to this article... QuestGiver: Hmm... Don't recall. That might have been before or after I had to vent out an awful lot of semi-toxic gas from the lab... CultLeader: A sales pitch is the last thing I would ever give you. Virgil_Supermutant: Yes. Well. Free to be a monster. Free to be hunted anywhere I go. Free to cower in this wretched cave. Not much of a life. Bake_Crisp: You too can enjoy the benefits of personality subroutine 37, 'Existential Despair', when you buy your own General Atomics robot. Pick one up today. Director: Did you honestly think a state-of-the-art facility like the General Atomics Galleria wouldn't have proper surveillance equipment? Daisy: Oh, right! I remember that. They used to pay kids to round up the old library books, since they had so much trouble with people returning them. Bobby: Well, yeah, but I always thought it was the mother of all drugs, y'know? I mean, with a name like that? Abigail: Well, at least he mentioned him. That's a good sign. GwenMcNamara: Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up any bad memories. Bobbi: Aren't you the little mercenary. And what exactly are you planning to do? GwenMcNamara: So I've heard, but it's still got a long ways to go. Tommy: Let's call it a first time trial run commission and leave it at that. Phyllis: Ooh, I'm shakin' right down to my circuits. You can't scare a Synth kid. Bobby: Really? Guess maybe for an outsider. Just the old generators down here. Kessler: If you change your mind, they're at East Boston Prep School. Kill them and rescue any prisoner they might have. Think about it. ParkerQuinnAlias: Thats's what I said! Charge card! Bobbi: Alright, fine, take it. Guess there's no point in hanging onto them if they're just going to get me killed. Phyllis: You think this is a joke? They take people out of their beds and replace them with... with things like me. Machines. Bobby: For real? Sweet, man, I haven't felt this lucky since my first hit. ParkerQuinnAlias: Hey! Look at that! We're friends now. I'm Parker - and you. You... are sir. Director: That's just what a commie spy would say. Smug bastards. Intercom: Keep it up, and you're never getting in here. Austin: I'm not sure what you mean by corrupt, but she's not mean or anything. Mad_Danny: Everything a body needs. Health food, supplements, exercise equipment. You name it, Madden's got it. Hancock: For one, you pulled a job on me. That means I'm getting too comfortable. Need to get out there and hone the razor. Bobby: Oh yeah? I bet it would have made that little decision of yours a lot easier. Save yourself and let the junkie die? Piper: *chuckle* THAT would be hilarious. But no, Blue, he's on the up-and-up. Bobby: Aw, c'mon, man. I could really use some right now, too. FrontDeskGreeter: Welcome! We'll put you in Gladys's old room. Barney: That's a real great plan there until one of them eats you and it's down to just me again. GwenMcNamara: Exactly why we rely on a select few traders for our needs. Barney: Oh, I saw how you handle yourself. Froze on the spot, like a deer in headlights. Bobby: Generator room, can't you tell? Look, I'm not even sure if you're allowed in here. CultLeader: It's possible I may have lied a little bit about that. RonnieShaw: Nothing you need to worry about. We'll hold this place for the Minutemen as long as any of us are still breathing. ParkerQuinnAlias: Jesus! You kiss your mother with that mouth? I'm just trying to be nice, here. No need to get conformational. QuestGiver: Oh, me? I'm just shootin' the breeze, 'guv. Don't pay me no mind. ParkerQuinnAlias: I can't believe you just asked me that. What, I'm a charlatan? You think I got this far in life by ripping people off? Irma: Well, I suppose there's no harm in giving you a trial run. Phyllis: I- Oh. I didn't- I hope you find him. Family is the only thing worth a damn in this world. Salesman: We'll also buy any cans or meat you've got to sell for a good price. DN054Rowdy: The Warwick folks might be squares, but they are nice enough. We help them with our skills, they give us food. Works out real nice. InstAlanaSecord: Well the surface is a pretty harsh place, she may have just cracked a bit, poor thing. But we'll send a Courser to make sure. Barney: Yeah, but I'm not sure I trust someone as dumb as you to do it anymore. JuneWarwick: You guys are great, thank you so much. Hancock: I'm a man of the people, you know? I like getting out there and helping the little guy. And then stabbing anyone trying to keep them down. Tommy: I must be sick. I'm feeling a tad generous today. Austin: Aw, really? Well at least you got to meet gran. Abbot: The Wall's been green for over 200 years. That kind of tradition ain't somethin' that folks want changed. BrahminVendor: Wha... what do you think, it's stolen, or something? Erin: Left the vault? Oh, please bring him back! Please? No one else would set foot outside for him. Erin: But you were still able to rescue him, right? Virgil_Supermutant: I don't think I can. I don't have the stomach to... to kill myself. CultLeader: That's the beauty of it, neighbor! You don't have to do anything - except have a willing spirit and open your heart to the possibilities! Bobby: She'd do that? Jesus, she would, she even warned me herself. CultLeader: You've got my word. She's fine. She's just staying in her room right now. Barney: Ok? Do you go walking into every empty town you come across assuming everything is going to be "OK?" It's amazing that you're not a corpse already! Piper: From where you're standing, I guess it doesn't. Robot: Calculating test results. I am pleased to offer you the position of "Researcher." Expect a bright future in Polymer Research. Piper: Yeah. People don't like talking about him, part of the whole "head in the sand" mindset Diamond City is famous for. LucasMiller: I sell armor for Old Man Stockton's outfit. Based out of Bunker Hill. Bobbi: You mean "we" stole. CultLeader: Oh, uh, thanks! Just keep working on level one and see if good things don't start to happen. "I deserve a better life" am I right? Kessler: Most "problem solvers" around here dabble in raiding or chems. Usually both. But, you. You're something else. Robot: Calculating test results. I am pleased to offer you the position of "Lab Assistant." Expect a bright future in observing test equipment. Piper: And that someone was you? Interesting... Piper: Protecting a way of life, huh? Piper: You fought in the War? Tell me. What happened? What was it all about? Hancock: Hey, the mayor's still the mayor, whether he's "in residence" or not." Abbot: Hmm... people wouldn't be happy. It's the great, "green" guardian, after all. Tradition and such. Trader: He's always talking about "upselling the Product" and "establishing brand recognition." Robot: Calculating test results. I am pleased to offer you the position of "Security Personnel." We look forward to having you chase off interlopers. Robot: Calculating test results. I am pleased to offer you the position of "Janitorial Staff." Expect a shiny future in the field of mopping floors. Piper: Sure. And then Grognak the Barbarian showed up and married the dinosaur queen, right? Just like in the history books. Phyllis: Kid, I don't know what the hell the "SRB" is, but I would appreciate it if you didn't joke around about this. Rachel: I have Addictol to treat any chem addiction, should your "friend" need it. Barney: Look, don't tell Reba, but I've been working on a sister for her in my spare time. I'm thinking of calling her "Reba II." She's in the back room. Barney: "Just a few," he says. "No big deal," he says. ParkerQuinnAlias: I do. I do say so. Cause man, I look at you, and I swear to God - no lie - and I say, "This guy. He is no friggin' joke."
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