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0 You see Three-Card Monte. He scopes out the street, spots you, and nods.
100 You see Three-Card Monte.
150 You see a spindly-looking old man with a sunburned face. He's so thin he looks like he's made out of twigs.
200 Don't see how I lost�
205 Heeeey! Hero! You all right, you all right.
215 Where the hell are my cards? I JUST had them.
220 Yo, pal, don't bother with the casinos. Come play with Monte.
230 Monte ain't open for games today, friend; my damn cards have gone missing.
231 (The old man smiles, and the skin around his eyes crinkles.) Looking to play, friend?
250 Get down to what? The game, of course!
260 (You hand over the cash. Monte nods, shows you the cards, then slaps them down on the ground and shuffles them for a few seconds.)
280 (Monte turns over the card. It is the two of spades.)
300 (You hand over the cash. Monte nods, shows you the cards, then lays them on the ground. As he does, he palms a card, so quickly you almost miss it. He then proceeds to shuffle for a few seconds.)
320 WHAT did you say, pal?
330 Look, I ain't got time for sore losers. You pay your money, you take your chances. If you wanna PLAY, fine, but if you're just gonna bitch when you lose, then get lost!
340 (You hand over the cash. Monte nods, then slaps the cards down and shuffles them for a few seconds.)
360 (You hand over the cash. Monte nods, shows you the cards, then slaps them down on the ground and shuffles them for a few seconds.)
375 (Monte turns over the card. It is the queen of hearts. He seems paralyzed with shock.) Uh�? Heh. Eh...
385 (Monte turns over the card. It is the queen of hearts. He looks shocked.) Uh�? Heh...uh...
400 (Looks pained.) Eh�well, I do have something...but it's worth WAY more than you won...still...
405 Eh�hmnnn�depends on what you want to know.
415 Eh�well...look, you ain't heard it from me, but my bets on Renesco, that asshole who runs the pharmacy on the west side. I don't know if he sold it TO the kid for sure, but he knows something. That's all I'm gonna say.
420 Eh�well... (looks like he's fighting an inner battle) ...look, you ain't heard it from me, but if I was you, I'd check out the basement of the Desperado.
425 (Narrows his eyes, leans in) I'd ask ol' Jules at the front of town. Nothing gets by him�and if it DID, then he had a finger in it, know what I'm saying?
430 Well...know that Eldridge fella that runs New Reno Arms? He says he does weapon upgrades, but I never see him do any work. Might be worthwhile to check out his place...but you didn't hear that from me.
435 (Monte frowns as he sees you.) Look, I ain't running no games today, all right? Blow.
440 Nope. Ain't gonna part with that. Period. It's GENUINE pre-war memorabilia...a little slice of history. No WAY.
450 You deaf? That amount ain't even enough to interest me.
460 Well, it ain't THAT dear to me. It's yours, pal. (He glances to the right and left, then reaches down and pulls off his boot. He twists off the heel and pulls out a playing card from inside.) Here ya go. Take care of it.
465 (Frowns) Whether I talk depends on what you want to know. And it's not gonna be cheap.
475 No way in Golgotha am I going to even TOUCH that subject. Piss off.
490 (Shakes his head.) No way. Talking about that could get somebody killed, startin' with me. Forget it.
495 Eh�well...that's a lot of chips. (Licks his lips. He looks like he's fighting an inner battle....but the battle is a brief one.) Look, you ain't heard it from me...
500 (Sneers) Maybe I heard something, maybe I didn't. Name a price.
510 Ha! You couldn't buy a bucket of piss for that much. Forget it.
515 Thaaaat's about right. (Grins evilly.) Look, you ain't heard it from me, but if I was you, I'd check out the basement of the Desperado on Virgin Street. There's a lot of "rats" there, if you catch my drift.
520 (Shrugs) Maybe I know something about that, maybe I don't. Tell me a price and I might have something to say.
530 (Narrows his eyes, leans in) For that amount, I don't know nothing.
535 That's about right� (narrows his eyes, leans in) ...I'd ask ol' Jules at the front of town. Nothing gets by him�and if it DID, then he had a finger in it, know what I'm saying?
540 (Shrugs) I hear things, I see things. For 200 chips, maybe you can get the benefit of my experience, know what I'm saying?
550 You deaf? I SAID 200 chips, n' I meant it.
555 Done. (Monte leans in) Well, know that guy Eldridge, runs New Reno Arms? He SAYS he does weapon upgrades, but I never see him do any work. You might want to check out his place...but you didn't hear that from me.
560 Boneyard south of town. Stinks ta high heaven, it does.
565 My bets on Renesco, that old asshole who runs the pharmacy on the west side. I don't know if he sold it TO the kid for sure, but he knows SOMETHING. (Glances around) That's all I'm gonna say.
570 (He glances around, then reaches down and pulls off his boot. He twists off the heel and pulls out a card...on the card is a man with a strange hat, wielding a club.) Interested? It's genuine pre-war memorabilia.




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