| response | - {Quick and violent shove, a sharp, short exertion!} Hunh!
- {Powerfully swinging a weapon, up over your head and bringing it down hard on your opponent. Quick and violent, not drawn out.} Rrrraaaaarrggghhhh!
- {Struck by a weapon or bullet, a short, violent grunt of pain.} Weergh!
- {Heavy breathing and coughing, clutching a mortal wound and struggling to stay alive} *heavy breathing* *cough cough*
- {Powerfully swinging a weapon, up over your head and bringing it down hard on your opponent. Quick and violent, not drawn out.} Aaaayyyaarrrrgghh!
- {Quick noise of physical exertion while swinging a weapon. Short and sweet.} Yearrgh!
- {Struck by a weapon or bullet, a short, violent grunt of pain.} Agh!
- {Quick noise of physical exertion while swinging a weapon. Short and sweet.} Aggghh!
- {A quick grunt or exertion, blocking a heavy blow from your opponent} Nargh!
- {Quick noise of physical exertion while swinging a weapon. Short and sweet.} Rrarggh!
- {Heavy breathing and coughing, clutching a mortal wound and struggling to stay alive} Agh! *cough* *wheeze*
- {Quick and violent shove, a sharp, short exertion!} Yah!
- {A quick grunt or exertion, blocking a heavy blow from your opponent} Unf!
- {InPain} Agh.
- {Struck by a weapon or bullet, a short, violent grunt of pain.} Argh!
- {A quick grunt or exertion, blocking a heavy blow from your opponent} Grrh!
- {Powerfully swinging a weapon, up over your head and bringing it down hard on your opponent. Quick and violent, not drawn out.} Yyyaaaarrgghh!
- {Quick and violent shove, a sharp, short exertion!} Gah!
- {A quick grunt or exertion, blocking a heavy blow from your opponent} Gah!
- {Quick noise of physical exertion while swinging a weapon. Short and sweet.} Nyyarrggh!
- {Struck by a weapon or bullet, a short, violent grunt of pain.} Yeagh!
- {Struck by a weapon or bullet, a short, violent grunt of pain.} Nargh!
- {A quick grunt or exertion, blocking a heavy blow from your opponent} Nnh!
- {Struck by a weapon or bullet, a short, violent grunt of pain.} Oof!
- {Quick and violent shove, a sharp, short exertion!} Rargh!
- {Quick noise of physical exertion while swinging a weapon. Short and sweet.} Grrargh!
- {Heavy breathing and coughing, clutching a mortal wound and struggling to stay alive} Oof! *heavy breathing*
- {Quick noise of physical exertion while swinging a weapon. Short and sweet.} Hyargh!
- Let me know if that changes.
- Later, then.
- All right.
- {Grateful} Thanks.
- All right, then.
- Gotcha.
- Not a problem.
- Okay. Let me know.
- Some other time.
- Take as much time as you need.
- Well, we're always open...
- {Question} Now, are we all set?
- {selling drinks} Bottoms up...
- {selling drinks} Cheers...
- {selling drinks} Here's the menu...
- {selling drinks} Here's what we got.
- {selling drinks} Plenty on tap.
- {Angry} This was supposed to be Cooke's way of paying for what he'd done to me!
- {Defiant} I'm going to go back and talk to him. And I want you to come with me.
- {Disgust} You can deal with selling the chems then. Give me half of Nelson's money and I guess that's the best I can expect.
- {Worried} I don't think so. She seems like a very dangerous person. Possibly irrational.
- {Stern} I want my money. I know you're good for it.
- Man has to fight for what's his. Only rule I ever stuck by.
- {Friendly} Well, good luck. Maybe I'll see you around Diamond City.
- {Worried} I mean, I can pay you, but I've only got 80 caps. Sorry, I hope it's enough.
- {bitterly / Disgust} Nice of you to call it a fight. But we both know what really happened. Cooke kicked my ass.
- {Suspicious} We'll see. You better not be trying to screw me over again.
- {the player should be worried - you're not inspiring a lot of confidence / Worried} I'll, uh, back you up. Don't worry.
- {Disgust} Well thanks for nothing. Should have known better than to trust you.
- {Worried} I don't know. Things just got... crazy. I can't believe he's actually dead.
- {Nervous} You do what you think is best. I trust you'll make the right call.
- {Worried} If you won't help, then... well, I have to protect my family.
- {Pleading} Wait, just hear me out. I'll make it worth your while.
- {Depressed} When we got married I was rich, young and handsome. Since then... nothing has gone my way.
- {Afraid} No, no. We can't do that. She hasn't actually done anything. I just think we should be on our guard.
- {hopefully / Pleading} Will you help me talk to Cooke? Get him to leave my wife alone?
- {Disbelief} Holy shit, Cooke. Does Malcolm know about this?
- {Worried} Oh. Wow. Well... I guess he had it coming, right?
- {Worried} Colette. Says she's Cooke's daughter. I didn't even know he had a daughter, but I guess it's not surprising.
- {Happy} Now that Cooke is gone... I can buy his house. Darcy can finally be an Upper like she's always wanted.
- {heatedly - "my wife" is pointed reminder to Cooke / Angry} This is between me and my wife!
- {Worried} You're right. It's the only way to protect ourselves. Who should do it - you or me?
- {Defiant} Hey, I'm not hassling with the chems for a lousy 30% cut. You got what you wanted, deal with it.
- {Depressed} I thought it was dead obvious. Cooke is sleeping with my wife.
- {Confident} I know where we're headed. Just follow me.
- {Confident} You take the money from Nelson, and I'll take the chems.
- {Disgust} Until he decides he's bored with her and she comes crawling back home to me.
- {Confident} Right, down along the river. Let's do this.
- {Worried} Cooke was her father! If she gets it into her head that you or I was somehow responsible for his death, who knows what she'll do?
- {rolling your eyes in disgust / Disbelief} You're something else. 500 caps, remember? The crumbs you left me from the Latimer ambush.
- {Defiant} It's time for you to shut up and listen, Cooke.
- {Angry} I'm not going to be pushed around any more!
- {Angry} As far as you need to. I don't want him dead, but otherwise... He deserves to suffer for what he's done.
- {completely humiliated after being beaten up by your wife's lover / Depressed} I'll be at home, Darcy. Taking care of our son.
- {taking a swing at your wife's lover / Angry} You son of a bitch!
- {stop talking - embarrassed to go on / Depressed} You were in the Taphouse before, when...
- {Disgust} This has how it's gone all my life. I've been screwed every time I had a chance to make it big.
- {Angry} Good. I hope you don't have to kill him, but you can make it as painful as you want. He deserves whatever he gets.
- {now owner of the Colonial Taphouse, chipper, upbeat} You drinking, friend?
- {Suspicious} Good? Hardly. But I don't mind you helping me get rich.
- {Worried} Easy for you to say. I have my family to think about. I'll just to have to deal with her myself.
- {Worried} That's good for now. But, what if she keeps digging? She might eventually decide one of us is to blame.
- {suddenly snapping back to reality from your shock at Cooke's death / Worried} Hell, I've got to get out of here. You should too. Before someone walks in here and pins this on us.
- {Worried} I don't think we have much of a choice at this point. It's her or us. The only question is, who should do it?
- {Grateful} Oh yeah. I'm in. It's about time my luck started turning around.
- {determined / Defiant} Let's get this over with. Come on.
- Eh, I think you've listened to me drone on enough.
- {Afraid} Cooke was her father! We killed him! If she finds out... she seems like a very dangerous person.
- {Disgust} Yeah. Good old Henry Cooke, everybody's best pal. Especially Darcy's.
- Is it over?
- It's fine. I'm not busy.
- {Angry} Why don't you mind your own damn business for once?
- {Happy} Great. Then you take the money from Nelson, I'll take the chems and we'll call it even.
- {Worried} I'm sure she'll track you down eventually. Her name is Colette. Says she's Cooke's daughter, for god's sake.
- {Defiant} Sure it is. I have to pay the mayor's cut to bring it in to Diamond City, plus the hassle of getting it there in the first place.
- {Irritated} Least you could do. You already screwed me out of what was rightfully mine.
- Now how about a drink?
- {Pleading} Dammit, Darcy, I just want you to come home.
- {Relieved} Oh. Well, I, uh... I guess that means I don't have to worry about her coming after me, one way or another.
- {relieved / Grateful} Okay, good. Good. I'm sure Cooke will back down once he sees you're with me.
- Uh...
- {Angry} Bastard should have thought of that before he started messing around with my wife.
- {Defiant} Okay, if you won't help, I will do it. I'm not afraid anymore.
- Yes? Are you still thinking about it?
- {Angry} You smug bastard. You keep away from my wife, godammit!
- {Pleading} No, I need your help. I'll... I'll pay you. I've got some money, and I can get more.
- {bitterly / Defiant} No, not this time. 50-50 is fair and that's what we're doing. We'll each take half the chems.
- {private, quiet, glum} Get a long day of work ahead of me, if I'm lucky, so beat it.
- {Worried} Uh. Well... okay. I can only pay you 80 caps right now, but I'll scrape together more after we take care of Cooke.
- {Confident} He won't dare act so smug when he sees you at my back. And then nobody has to get hurt.
- {Disgust} Now you know what my whole life has felt like.
- {Angry} You're probably right. I'm so angry at Cooke, I might lose control.
- {bitterly / Disgust} Yeah, whatever. Screw me over one more time. I guess I should be used to it by now.
- {chipper, upbeat} Let me tell ya, it's like I finally woke up, you know? You helping me out. It turned everything around.
- {Angry} You don't know the half of it. But I'm not just going to sit here and let Cooke steal my wife and destroy my family.
- {Defiant} I don't think so. Cooke might try to talk his way out of it, and you don't know him like I do.
- {angry and agitated / Angry} Come on, Darcy! Let's go!
- {Afraid} What did you do that for? Now she'll really be riled up. How do you know she won't just come and kill us both?
- {Disgust} I know you and Malcolm have been laughing at me for years. "Poor Paul, why's he such a screw up at everything."
- {Defiant} Okay. I don't care what you had to do. Just as long as he leaves Darcy alone from now on.
- {Angry} You saw, he won't take me seriously otherwise. I don't want to have to really hurt him, I just want him to leave Darcy alone.
- {Depressed} I don't know why I expected you to help me.
- {now owner of the Colonial Taphouse, chipper, upbeat} Let me pour you a glass.
- {Angry} I don't want to hurt Cooke, but if he doesn't listen to me... I don't know what I might do.
- {Disbelief} What did you do that for? Now she'll really be riled up.
- {Worried} Have you run into that woman looking for Cooke?
- {tentatively / Pleading} I still need to ask you something.
- {Afraid} My god... that seems... drastic.
- {Afraid} Oh, hell. I don't think we can win this.
- {Afraid} There's too many of them.
- {Angry} Found you.
- {Angry} Get them!
- {Angry} Here to find a new way to ruin my life?
- {Angry} I hope you choke on all your damn money.
- {Angry} I thought so.
- {Angry} I'm not going down without a fight.
- {Angry} Just get him to leave Darcy alone.
- {Angry} Screw that.
- {Angry} That was never part of the deal!
- {Angry} This is what you deserve, Cooke!
- {Angry} Too late.
- {Angry} We need to talk.
- {Angry} What do you want?
- {Angry} You backstabbing bastard!
- {Angry} You had to rub my face in it, didn't you?
- {Concerned} I hope you're right. I really do.
- {Concerned} I think I heard something.
- {Concerned} So, you're fine with 50-50, right?
- {Concerned} What was that?
- {Confident} All right. Come on.
- {Confident} I know where that is. Let's go.
- {Confident} It's not too far. Come on.
- {Confident} Let's get this over with. Come on.
- {Confident} Okay. Come on.
- {Defiant} Come on. I want to get this over with.
- {Defiant} Nowhere you need to worry about.
- {Depressed} Leave me alone!
- {Depressed} Oh, great. It's you.
- {Disbelief} I can't believe it. He's dead.
- {Disgust} He never listens.
- {Disgust} Unbelievable.
- {Disgust} Yeah. Pretty pathetic, right?
- {Disgust} You're no help at all.
- {Grateful} Good! I knew you could handle him.
- {Grateful} Yeah, good-bye.
- {Happy} Hey, how are you doing?
- {Impressed} I think I hit one of them.
- {Irritated} I'm getting tired of your excuses.
- {Puzzled} Hmm. Oh well.
- {Puzzled} Okay. Bye.
- {Puzzled} Uh, okay. Bye.
- {Relieved} I guess it was nothing.
- {Relieved} I'm glad that's over.
- {Relieved} Is it over?
- {Somber} It wasn't supposed to happen this way.
- {Suspicious} Have you got my money yet?
- {Suspicious} Holy shit.
- {Suspicious} Keep talking.
- {Worried} A little help over here!
- {Worried} Did you see that?
- {Worried} Does anybody see them?
- {Worried} Found 'em.
- {Worried} I can do this.
- {Worried} I lost 'em.
- {Worried} Let's do this.
- {Worried} Maybe I was imagining things.
- {Worried} Oh shit, look out.
- {Worried} Oh shit.
- {Worried} Over here!
- {Worried} What did you tell her?
- {Worried} Where'd they go?
- {Worried} You could have just run for it.
- {bitterly / Depressed} Yeah, so did I.
- {hopefully / Nervous} Did you... talk to Cooke?
- {hopefully / Question} What is it?
- {private, quiet, glum} Got my own problems.
- {private, quiet, glum} You're bothering me.
- {reassuring yourself / Relieved} I think I'm okay.
- {shocked surprise / Disbelief} What?!
- {Relieved} You're probably right. Nothing to worry about yet. She'll give up, leave town, and everything will be fine.
- {Angry} Good. Don't kill him if you don't have to, but otherwise... I don't care what you do to him. He deserves to suffer for what he's done.
- {Irritated} I'm getting tired of waiting for what's rightfully mine.
- {Irritated} Don't worry. This isn't my first rodeo.
- {private, quiet, glum} Come to laugh at a man down on his luck? Huh?
- {Disbelief} You can't be serious. She's asking everybody in town about Cooke. Says she's his daughter, for god's sake.
- {Angry} Come on, Cooke! Now you can kill me and say it was my fault!
- {Grateful} Everything worked out for the best, didn't it?
- {Worried} I don't know. That's why I came to you. I thought you might know what to do.
- {Worried} I'd like to believe that. But what if you're wrong? I have my family to protect.
- {Grateful} My life's really turned around since our little adventure.
- {hopefully / Pleading} Did you change your mind? I swear, I'll pay you for your help.
- {Defiant} You're no help. I'll have to take care of this myself. I have to protect my family.
- {Happy} Great. Then we'll each take half the chems.
- {bitterly / Depressed} I don't want to talk about it any more.
- {bitterly / Defiant} No, not this time. 50-50 is fair and that's what we're doing.
- {Angry} Just this. You leave Darcy alone, starting now. Or else.
- {Disgust} And I'm supposed to just pretend I don't know. Until Cooke decides he's bored with her and she comes crawling back home to me.
- {in half a whisper, afraid of being overheard / Worried} The question is, what are we going to do about her?
- {Nervous} Why don't you work your way around these buildings to get a good angle on them. I'll wait for the shooting to start, then join in from here.
- {with barely contained anger / Angry} I can't believe you'd do this to me, Cooke.
- {Grateful} Yeah, maybe my luck is finally starting to turn.
- {Concerned} Sure, if you owned a chems shop right here. But I'll have to pay the mayor his cut plus move all this back to town.
- {tentatively / Nervous} Hey. You there. I, uh... I have a question for you.
- {Concerned} Well... start trying to win Darcy back. This was only step one.
- {Disgust} You take four of the crates, I'll take the other two. Then we're done.
- {Disgust} I'm supposed to pretend I don't know he's sleeping with her. Until he decides he's bored with her and she comes crawling back home to me.
- {Defiant} No. Not again. I've been getting screwed over all my life and this time... fuck it.
- {Confident} Oh yeah, down along the river. Come on, let's do this.
- {now owner of the Colonial Taphouse, chipper, upbeat} You're always welcome here. What'll it be?
- {Nervous} I mean, I not a violent person. So... just from the standpoint of who's more likely to succeed... I think it should be you.
- {Friendly} So it's just the two of us. 50-50 seems fair to me.
- {quietly - you don't want your voice to carry / Worried} No way. There's too many of them for me to take on alone. When you're ready, start shooting and I'll back you up.
- {Defiant} Screw that. You wanted the bigger cut, so you can deal with the hassle of transporting and selling the chems.
- {now owner of the Colonial Taphouse, chipper, upbeat} What's your poison?
- {quietly - you don't want your voice to carry / Worried} God dammit, really? Fine. But you better back me up or this isn't going to be much of an ambush.
- {Relieved} Good. I hope she believed you. She seemed pretty dangerous.
- {Concerned} Oh, and I managed to scrape together what I promised. Here. It was worth it to get Darcy back.
- {Worried} So... what happened? Did he give you any trouble?
- {Depressed} It's Darcy. I've been nothing but a disappointment to her.
- {Worried} Well, okay. I'm not sure what to do. Seems like she thinks I had something to do with it. I don't like it. She seems pretty dangerous.
- {Disbelief} Good luck?... you're a real piece of work. I'm done here.
- {Angry} Your word? What's your fucking word worth, huh?
- {Disgust} Guy's sleeping with my wife, and I can't even do anything about it.
- {quietly - you don't want your voice to carry / Nervous} This looks like it. That's Nelson Latimer talking to that ghoul.
- {losing control in fury / Angry} You think I won't use it? Do I just need to kill you, is that what you're saying?
- {private, quiet, glum} Leave me alone. Not looking to make friends.
- {Defiant} If you think it's a good idea, I'm in. Cooke owes me, big time.
- {Surprised} Just like that? You're leaving town and never coming back?
- {Somber} It's a shame about... you know. But, he had it coming I guess.
- {now owner of the Colonial Taphouse, chipper, upbeat} Feels good to be here. Like I'm finally where I belong. Now what'll it be?
- {Disbelief} Good luck?... you're a real piece of work. Just make sure you get me the money you owe me and we'll be done with each other.
- Luck's a fickle thing. Gotta hold onto to it when it comes.
- {Grateful} This is my chance to make a new start. With Cooke gone, I can buy his house and we can finally live in the Stands like Darcy's always wanted.
- {Nervous} I don't want to say you should... but if you felt you had to... I'd support your decision.
- {asking the player for her opinion / Thinking} Well... what do you think?
- {Worried} You may as well check Cooke's body. He's probably got money. More than I could pay you.
- {Nervous} Anyway... thanks for your help. I'll uh, see you around.
- {Disgust} I'm supposed to pretend I don't know he's sleeping with my wife.
- {with a shrug - you don't care what happens to Nelson / Neutral} If he's smart he'll get the hell out of here when the shooting starts. If he's not... too bad for him.
- {stumbling with relief that you don't have to kill someone / Relieved} Good. I mean... that's probably the best idea. I, uh... good luck.
- {Worried} She'll eventually give up and leave, and then everything will be back to normal.
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