100. You see Harold.101. Spare change, old friend, old pal? Can you help a poor mutant down on his luck? [Cough]102. Yeah, here's $25. Good luck to you.103. How about $5.104. Sorry, don't have any money on me.105. Keep away from me!106. Uhhh?107. Geez. You're worse off than I am, friend. Luck to you.108. Oh, kind of ya, friend. Very kind. You know, if I could clear the gunk out of there, you, just might find a tear in Old Harold's eye.109. Why is that?110. You're welcome.111. [Cough] Rest of the Hubbers' been picking on me like a bad booger since I came back to town. I can't leave, though. When the deals are done [wheez] it's still my home.112. What happened to you?113. Who are the Hubbers?114. Hope things get better. See you around.115. Well, after the Great War, my Vault was one of the first to open. [Takes a deep breath] Whew. Long time.116. Tell me more about those days.117. No, no. I meant what happened to change you?118. All started with the sirens. I was young, but ohh, I do remember that. Lotta terrible years followed. And I remember walking outta the Vault late one morning.119. What did you do then?120. Where was your Vault located?121. Do you realize how old that makes you?122. You know, [cough] I'm not real sure anymore. West, I think. Uh wait - east? Ooh I don't know. [Hacking cough]123. What did you do then?124. Well, I was a trader. Did pretty good making a circuit between survivors. Lost a lotta good people, though. [Coughs]125. How?126. Gangers got'em. Scavengers attacking the caravans. And mutants, son of a dog, if they weren't springing up like rabbits with a mission. [cough] Had to have an army of guards with, just to do a deal.127. Didn't the guards help?128. Where were the mutants coming from?129. Course they helped, ya bonehead! Just too damn many to handle!130. How did you survive the mutant attacks?131. Didn't. Got killed. [Laughing cough] Love that joke.132. Uh, yeah.133. Everywhere! Hell, seemed like you couldn't fart without hitting one. But mostly in the northwest.134. Did you explore that area?135. Why didn't you just avoid the area?136. You farted northwest?137. [Laughs] Pretty good...Noo...138. We mounted an expedition. God, Richard. Richard Grey. Led a small group of us up there.139. Richard Grey?140. Where exactly did you go?141. Needed to see what was there. Maybe stop whatever was churnin them boogers out. We thought we were prepared. Were we wrong.142. What did you do?143. I can't remember the route or anything. But I am damn sure it was northwest, though...I think.144. Is there a shorter version of this story?145. What about your leader?146. Richard Grey was a doctor. Little older than me, and friend was he smart. He found the source.147. And what was that?148. I like telling it my way. Short version will cost you 25 extra, friend. Which will it be?149. Ok, long it is.150. Short.151. Short, but I don't have the cash.152. How about neither, you old fart?153. Well, you seem like an okay sort. I'll speed it up a bit.154. Thanks.155. Lying to a poor old mutant. What's the world coming to? [cough]156. Little light on funds, huh?157. My way or walk away. Your choice, friend.158. Walking.159. OK. Long it is.160. Some sort of old military base. We lost a lotta folks getting in there.161. How did you know this base was the cause?162. | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |