| 188AlexanderAboutCaravans | Not much to tell. A brahmin or two loaded up with weapons, and a whole mess of well-armed guards to make sure it ends up where it's supposed to. |
| 188AlexanderAboutCaravans | One nifty bit, though. The gun cases are rigged to explode. So trying to loot one of our caravans doesn't do much good. |
| 188AlexanderAboutCaravans | And that's how the NCR stays equipped. The only thing we don't bring in is energy weapons. |
| 188AlexanderAboutGunRunners | The Gun Runners have been putting rapid-fire death-dealing in the hands of anyone who needed to defend himself for over a century. |
| 188AlexanderAboutGunRunners | We're the NCR's #1 supplier of weapons and ammunition. You might call us an unofficial branch of the army. |
| 188AlexanderAboutYourRole | I'm a salesman. I swing through McCarran and the dam once a week or so to take orders. But lately I spend most of my time in this piss heap. |
| 188AlexanderAboutYourRole | Ever since the 15 shut down, all caravans come through here - right to me. I check the stock and direct deliveries onward to meet orders. |
| 188AlexanderAboutYourRole | Sure, it stinks to hang out here, but it won't be forever. Plus I can afford a monthly bender on the Strip and still build up my nest egg. |
| 188AlexanderAreYouSelling | Am I selling? Yeah. Am I selling to you? No. Sorry to hurt your feelings, but you're small time. Move along. |
| 188AlexanderBuySell | There's usually a gun merchant hanging around topside. I'm sure she'll take care of you. |
| 188AlexanderGunRunner | Like you have a clue what that even means. |
| 188AlexanderNoEnergyWeapons | We used to. But every caravan carrying them was getting ambushed and wiped out. By someone sophisticated enough to know which was which. |
| 188AlexanderNoEnergyWeapons | We think it was the Brotherhood of Steel - those crazies always go hard for energy weapons. But the NCR would rather pretend they killed all of them. |
| 188AlexanderPcAchievements | Still plenty of other problems keeping the 15 shut down, though. Thanks for playing. |
| 188AlexanderPcAchievements | That'll help. Still plenty of problems out that way, though. |
| 188AlexanderPcAchievements | You took out a Deathclaw nest? Either you're lying, or you're tougher than you look. |
| 188AlexanderPcAchievements | Still plenty of troubles out that way, though. Thanks for playing. |
| 188AlexanderPcAchievements | That's impressive - if you're telling the truth. |
| 188AlexanderPcAchievements | Still, it'll take some time for routes to readjust. I expect I'll be working from here for the foreseeable future. |
| 188AlexanderSeeInventory | [SUCCEEDED] You might be on to something. I like to hang on to any weapons mods I run across... |
| 188AlexanderSeeInventory | Take a look. |
| 188AlexanderSeeInventory | [FAILED] Do I look like a fucking arms caravan to you? |
| 188AlexanderSeeInventory | Do you think the Gun Runners keep the NCR military supplied by carrying weapons and ammo from the Boneyard out here by the armload? |
| 188AlexanderSeeInventory | Get a clue. We have caravans. We deal in bulk. |
| 188AlexanderSeeInventory | Take a look. |
| 188AlexanderThreaten | You like it any better if I tell you to fuck off? |
| 188BuySell | You got it. |
| 188CivilianUnhappyBeggarNo | Oh, you could. You just don't want to. |
| 188CivilianUnhappyBeggarNo | I understand. Sorry to be a bother. |
| 188CivilianUnhappyBeggarNo | But... Of course. It's all right. Thank you. |
| 188CivilianUnhappyBeggarYes | Thank you so much! I'm so hungry! |
| 188CivilianUnhappyBeggarYes | Sorry I had to bother you. I've... well, I've lost everything. |
| 188CivilianUnhappyBeggarYes | You're very kind. I wish... well, I'll just thank you and leave you be. |
| 188ClayBuySell | Oh, I don't sell things, mister. I sell {emph}thoughts. |
| 188ClayBuySell | Oh, I don't sell things, ma'am. I sell {emph}thoughts. |
| 188ClayJunk | That's not junk. That's other people's thoughts. People had to think to make them, and the thoughts got stuck inside. |
| 188ClayJunk | I need other people's thoughts to fill my head when I'm not thinking myself. Otherwise it's... kind of empty. |
| 188ClayMedicineBuy | Thinking hurts you, too? Aw, I wish I could let you have the one on my head but I can't. It hurts real bad when I don't wear it. |
| 188ClayMedicineWhatIsIt | This thing on my head is headache medicine. It works real good, except I can't think when it's on. {emphasize}Really think, I mean. |
| 188ClayParentsWhere | I don't have a mama or papa anymore. I see them sometimes when I take off my medicine, but they can't stay. I'm pretty used to being on my own. |
| 188ClayPayForThoughts | Great! What do you want me to think about? I can think about You, Here... or Everywhere. What do you want? |
| 188ClayPayForThoughts | Sure, I could do some more thinking. What should I do my thinking about this time? |
| 188ClayPayForThoughts | That's all right, mister. You will someday. |
| 188ClayPayForThoughts | That's all right, ma'am. You will someday. |
| 188ClayPayForThoughts | Sorry, sir. All that thinking has made my head hurt. I don't think I'll be doing any thinking for a long time. |
| 188ClayPayForThoughts | Sorry, ma'am. All that thinking has made my head hurt. I don't think I'll be doing any thinking for a long time. |
| 188ClaySellThoughts | I can take off my medicine and do some thinking. People say it's real interesting. I don't know, {'cause}because I never hear it. |
| 188ClaySellThoughts | Some people say that it's a gift. Other people say that it's the kind of thinking anyone could do if they watched more than they talked. |
| 188ClaySellThoughts | I don't know which is true. I see a lot, I think a lot. There's a lot to hear through the 188, too, that maybe accounts for the thinking. |
| 188ClayThoughtsBigPicture | Let me take off my medicine... |
| 188ClayThoughtsBigPicture | Bull and Bear over the Dam, at each other's throats... but a light from Vegas? Ball spinning on the wheel, more than two at the table, placing bets. |
| 188ClayThoughtsBigPicture | All lose in different ways, a dam of corpses, towns of corpses, scattered across the sand. But whose, in what shares? Even the dealer doesn't know. |
| 188ClayThoughtsBigPicture | Forecast: A rain of blood will flood the desert and not purify it. |
| 188ClayThoughtsBigPicture | Bleh. Thinking about Everywhere always makes me feel a little sick... |
| 188ClayThoughtsChangeMind | I thought you'd say that. |
| 188ClayThoughtsHow | So you convinced those NCR sons of bitches to take an interest, did you? Well, we need the help. I'll sign. |
| 188ClayThoughtsHow | Oh, I don't know anything, mister. I just think it, and then I don't. |
| 188ClayThoughtsHow | Oh, I don't know anything, ma'am. I just think it, and then I don't. |
| 188ClayThoughtsPlayer | Okay. Let me take off my medicine... |
| 188ClayThoughtsPlayer | {A little slower, more thoughtful}Your face does the thinking - two to the skull, yet one gets up. Odds are against you... but they're just numbers after the two-to-one. |
| 188ClayThoughtsPlayer | You're playing the hand you've been dealt, but you don't let it rest, you shuffle and stack, and a gamble... a gamble that may pay off? {Frowns}But how? |
| 188ClayThoughtsPlayer | Forecast: Rapidly changing conditions. |
| 188ClayThoughtsPlayer | {Frowns, resumes normal voice}A lot of thinking - most of it in your face, it's almost shouting at me. {Beat, slight apology}Sorry if I said anything weird. |
| 188ClayThoughtsSmallPicture | I need to take off my medicine... |
| 188ClayThoughtsSmallPicture | Local, local, the here and now... little of interest... things to buy, false hopes, and regrets watered down, washed down in dirty glasses. |
| 188ClayThoughtsSmallPicture | With regret comes a girl... smiling sad, brown robe, name Veronica, half here. Wraps her and her heart up like a pack, in the pack, a key, some say. |
| 188ClayThoughtsSmallPicture | {Slight upbeat at the end, different than the eeriness}Forecast: Cloudy, with a chance of friendship. |
| 188ClayThoughtsSmallPicture | {Frowns, winces}Ouch. Thinking small only hurts a little, but it's a sharp pain. |
| 188MichelleAbout188 | There's more to the 188 than meets the eye. Troops move back and forth on 93 all the time, and 95 is how NCR folks come and go from Vegas. |
| 188MichelleAbout188 | No shortage of customers... so long as Legion raids south of here don't get worse, anyways. |
| 188MichelleAboutLegion | Not much. I hear some folks got killed down by Nelson... or was it Novac? I don't know. If they come up this way, me and dad'll go someplace else. |
| 188MichelleAboutSelf | Name's Michelle. My Dad and me run this store. His name's Samuel. I take the day shift and he takes nights. |
| 188MichelleAboutSelf | We came here about a month ago, when Primm went to hell on account of the prison break north of there. Found a bin to call home and set up shop. |
| 188MichelleBoastSavePrimm | That's nice. I suspect we'll stick around here, though. Business has been good. |
| 188MichelleBuySell | Have a look. |
| 188MichelleNumbers | You do know these old roads were numbered, right? We're standing where the 95 and 93 meet. And 95 plus 93 equals... 188. |
| 188SamuelAbout188Safety | Well... There's been reports of trouble south, but me and Michelle can handle ourselves. And there's plenty of soldiers about, so that helps. |
| 188SamuelAboutBusiness | When 15 shut down, 95 became the route NCR citizens use to get to the Strip - or limp back home, after the Strip's drained 'em of caps. |
| 188SamuelAboutBusiness | We get 'em coming and going. Coming, the suckers flush with caps they saved to gamble on the Strip... |
| 188SamuelAboutBusiness | ...and going, the same folks, but now they're losers who'll trade you the shirt off their backs so they don't starve before they make it back home. |
| 188SamuelAboutBusiness | Add in the troopers marching back and forth from McCarran and the Dam, and well, let's just say we don't miss Primm. |
| 188SamuelAboutPrimm | Michelle and I ran a little shop in Primm 'till a prison break north of town spoiled it for everyone. Goddamned convicts just about shut down I-15. |
| 188SamuelAboutPrimm | When traffic dried up, we took to our heels to find us some customers. I'm not one to sit around waiting to get saved, and Michelle ain't, neither. |
| 188SamuelAboutSelf | Samuel Kerr at your service. Me and my daughter Michelle run this fine establishment. |
| 188SamuelAboutSelf | We came here from Primm about a month past. Doesn't look like much, but it's one hell of a location. |
| 188SamuelBoastSavePrimm | Guess that makes you a big hero - in Primm. Like I said, me and Michelle didn't sit around waiting to be saved. Business is better here, anyway. |
| 188SamuelBuySell | You bet. |
| 188SamuelRepair | Let me see what I can do. |
| 1EExtraFiends1ECookCookTopic000 | If I had to guess, it's because I cook shit for the rest of the gang. I'm a {draw this out}good cook. Maybe I'll make you dinner sometime. |
| 1EExtraFiends1ECookCookTopic001 | Goddamn right. |
| 1EExtraFiends1ECookCookTopic002 | {Even creepier baby talk}You are! Yes that's right! |
| 1EExtraFiends1EDriverNephiTopic000 | No, you fucking dolt! Why the hell would it be a pleasure?! |
| 1EExtraFiends1EDriverNephiTopic001 | And get the fuck away from me before I cave in your skull! |
| 1EExtraFiends1EFiendVioletTopic000 | No! Ha ha! More for me! |
| 1EExtraFiends1EFiendVioletTopic001 | Heh. Good. More for me. |
| 1EExtraFiends1EFiendVioletTopic002 | Sell? Sell?! My dogs! What part don't you get? Mine! Lucky they don't eat you alive for that! |
| 1EExtraFiends1EFiendVioletTopic003 | Arf arf! Ha ha! |
| 1EExtraFiends1EFiendVioletTopic004 | Hey! No feeding my dogs! |
| AcceptYield | Better not try that again. |
| AcceptYield | Smart move. |
| AcceptYield | Don't let it happen again. |
| AcceptYield | All right. I'll let it go - {emphasis this"}this time." |
| AcceptYield | {annoyed}You're lucky we Followers tend to be forgiving. |
| AcceptYield | {contempt}The ultimate insult is to be spared. |
| AcceptYield | All right, but don't let it happen again! |
| AcceptYield | {confused - never had anyone surrender}Huh. I guess it's all right, then. |
| AcceptYield | Smart move. |
| AcceptYield | Don't{emphasized} let it happen again. |
| AcceptYield | Better not try that again. |
| AcceptYield | You're too nice! Don't worry - I can take it! |
| AcceptYield | I love you too! |
| AcceptYield | Thank you for your cooperation. |
| AcceptYield | Don't push your luck again. |
| AcceptYield | All right, but don't let it happen again! |
| AcceptYield | Better not try that again. |
| AcceptYield | {contempt}The ultimate insult is to be spared. |
| AcceptYield | {Triumphant Beep} |
| AcceptYield | You best not do that again. |
| AcceptYield | Don't try that again. |
| AcceptYield | That's more like it. |
| AcceptYield | Okay. Well, I guess I can let it go this time. |
| AcceptYield | Next time, I'll put a nail in your head. |
| AcceptYield | Done fucking around? Good. |
| AcceptYield | {irritated at being attacked}Temporary insanity? {I'll buy it}All right. |
| AcceptYield | Did someone slip Psycho into your water or {growing anger}are you just naturally berserk? |
| AcceptYield | You shouldn't be so mean to people! |
| AcceptYield | Behave yourself from now on, you hear? |
| AcceptYield | Yeah, that's what I thought. |
| AcceptYield | {disgusted}Stupid weak human. |
| AcceptYield | Consider yourself lucky. |
| AcceptYield | That's better. |
| AcceptYield | All right - since you gave in. |
| AcceptYield | You're not worth it anyway. |
| AcceptYield | Git. |
| AcceptYield | Showed you. |
| AcceptYield | Yeah, I thought so. |
| AcceptYield | What the hell were you thinking? |
| AcceptYield | Threat analysis... green. Standing down. |
| AcceptYield | I'm so relieved we can put that unpleasantness behind us. |
| AcceptYield | Surrender... accepted. |
| AcceptYield | Cheerio. Water under the bridge. |
| AcceptYield | Do that again and I'll put my foot so far up your ass you'll cough up boot polish! |
| AcceptYield | I'll forgive you. This time. |
| AlertIdle | Anybody there? |
| AlertIdle | Maybe I'm just jumpy. |
| AlertIdle | What was that? |
| AlertIdle | {Wary}Who's there? |
| AlertIdle | It's only a matter of time. |
| AlertIdle | We will find you! |
| AlertIdle | Come out and face your death! |
| AlertIdle | Reveal yourself and I promise the end will come quick. |
| AlertIdle | This grows tiresome. |
| AlertIdle | This little sneak is beginning to vex me. |
| AlertIdle | When I find you I'm going to eat your spleen. |
| AlertIdle | You're out here somewhere. |
| AlertIdle | {suspicious}You won't escape me. |
| AlertIdle | {suspicious}Show yourself and I may let you live. |
| AlertIdle | {mild concern}I thought I heard something... |
| AlertIdle | Where'd you go, punk? |
| AlertIdle | Come out. I just want to talk.{talk spoken like he means shoot in the face} |
| AlertIdle | Pretty sure I heard something. |
| AlertIdle | Is there someone out there? |
| AlertIdle | You're not getting away. |
| AlertIdle | I know you're out there! |
| AlertIdle | {hushed}What was that? |
| AlertIdle | Analyzing. |
| AlertIdle | Interpreting sense data. |
| AlertIdle | Target unconfirmed. |
| AlertIdle | {Rhonda}I know I heard something. {beat, Tabitha}Don't worry, Rhonda. We'll find them. |
| AlertIdle | Hiding just delays the inevitable. |
| AlertIdle | Keep looking, everyone. |
| AlertIdle | I know you're here. |
| AlertIdle | Why don't you come out? |
| AlertIdle | Show yourself! |
| AlertIdle | Where'd you go, punk? |
| AlertIdle | Who's there? |
| AlertIdle | {mild concern}I thought I heard something... |
| AlertIdle | {suspicious}You won't escape me. |
| AlertIdle | {suspicious}Show yourself and I may let you live. |
| AlertIdle | {Curious Beep} |
| AlertIdle | Don't make me come looking for you. |
| AlertIdle | You better hope I don't find you. |
| AlertIdle | Come out, if you dare. |
| AlertIdle | Save us both some time and come on out. |
| AlertIdle | Don't make me come looking for you. |
| AlertIdle | Just stay right where you are. I'll find you. |
| AlertIdle | Huh? |
| AlertIdle | What was that? |
| AlertIdle | Wuh? |
| AlertIdle | Hmm. |
| AlertIdle | Keep looking. |
| AlertIdle | {saw something suspicious}What's going on? |
| AlertIdle | {saw something suspicious}Huh. |
| AlertIdle | Stay sharp. |
| AlertIdle | Got my eyes peeled. |
| AlertIdle | Still looking. |
| AlertIdle | Hmm. |
| AlertIdle | Hmm. |
| AlertIdle | I'm looking, I'm looking! |
| AlertIdle | Hope you're looking, boss, because I don't see so good. |
| AlertIdle | Anything moves, it's going to get it. |
| AlertIdle | Don't see a thing. |
| AlertIdle | Wish they'd show themselves. |
| AlertIdle | I don't see them anywhere, Leo! Do you? |
| AlertIdle | You can't hide from {gramma}grandma! |
| AlertIdle | If you don't come out soon, ooh, you're going to get such a paddling! |
| AlertIdle | I don't like this. |
| AlertIdle | Somethin' don't feel right. |
| AlertIdle | Hmm... |
| AlertIdle | I do believe I heard somethin'. |
| AlertIdle | Now what was that? |
| AlertIdle | Hmm? |
| AlertIdle | Come on out! |
| AlertIdle | What was that? |
| AlertIdle | Thought I heard something. |
| AlertIdle | Something over there? |
| AlertIdle | What was that? |
| AlertIdle | Don't see anything, yet... |
| AlertIdle | Hm? |
| AlertIdle | What? |
| AlertIdle | Strange... |
| AlertIdle | Anyone there? |
| AlertIdle | Hello? |
| AlertIdle | What was that noise? |
| AlertIdle | Huh? |
| AlertIdle | Somethin' there? |
| AlertIdle | What was that? |
| AlertIdle | Gary, hmmm? |
| AlertIdle | Gary, Gary? |
| AlertIdle | Threat analysis: yellow. Scanning for hostiles. |
| AlertIdle | Alert. Non-combatants are advised to leave the area. Security sweep in progress. Lethal force may be used without warning. |
| AlertIdle | No hostiles detected. Continuing perimeter sweep. |
| AlertIdle | Don't be alarmed if I try to kill you when I find you. It's just the way I've been programmed. |
| AlertIdle | Why don't you just come out where I can see you? |
| AlertIdle | I'll find you eventually, you know. |
| AlertIdle | Where are you? |
| AlertIdle | Scanning for hostiles. |
| AlertIdle | This area clear. Proceeding with search protocol. |
| AlertIdle | Please step into the open and identify yourself. Law-abiding citizens have nothing to fear. |
| AlertIdle | It's just little old me. Nothing to be afraid of. |
| AlertIdle | Someone dirty and disreputable, I shouldn't wonder. |
| AlertIdle | Here kitty-kitty-kitty! |
| AlertIdle | As if I'd know what to do if I found something. |
| AlertIdle | Why not let the robot deal with it? |
| AlertIdle | I'm going to look over here now. |
| AlertIdle | Are you afraid of me? You should be because I'm going to kick your ass when I find you! |
| AlertIdle | Step forward and identify yourself! |
| AlertIdle | Do you think you can hide from me? |
| AlertIdle | Do you think you can hide from me? |
| AlertIdle | I'm starting to get angry. You would not like me when I'm angry. |
| AlertIdle | Are you playing games with me, goddammit? |
| AlertIdle | I cannot wait to find you so I can kill you as a personal favor to Uncle Sam. |
| AlertToCombat | Hey! |
| AlertToCombat | Found you! |
| AlertToCombat | Aha! |
| AlertToCombat | Aha! |
| AlertToCombat | I've got you now. |
| AlertToCombat | I've found the target! |
| AlertToCombat | Enemy spotted! |
| AlertToCombat | I've got visual confirmation! |
| AlertToCombat | Commencing attack. |
| AlertToCombat | I've made contact. Form on me! |
| AlertToCombat | You thought you could hide from me? |
| AlertToCombat | Got you{Gotcha}! |
| AlertToCombat | There you are! |
| AlertToCombat | {satisfied}There you are! |
| AlertToCombat | {satisfied, mocking}Fool! |
| AlertToCombat | {satisfied}I knew it! |
| AlertToCombat | I'm gonna make mincemeat outta you. |
| AlertToCombat | Target sighted! |
| AlertToCombat | There ya are! |
| AlertToCombat | Aha! |
| AlertToCombat | Time to party. |
| AlertToCombat | Gotcha! |
| AlertToCombat | Searching. Confirmed. |
| AlertToCombat | Searching. Target confirmed. |
| AlertToCombat | Searching for target. Confirmed. |
| AlertToCombat | {Rhonda}I found the intruder! |
| AlertToCombat | Now I've got you! |
| AlertToCombat | I have you now! |
| AlertToCombat | Found you! |
| AlertToCombat | There you are! |
| AlertToCombat | Got you! |
| AlertToCombat | Now you die! |
| AlertToCombat | Aha! |
| AlertToCombat | I've got you now. |
| AlertToCombat | {satisfied}I knew it! |
| AlertToCombat | {satisfied, mocking}Fool! |
| AlertToCombat | {satisfied}There you are! |
| AlertToCombat | {Alert 1 Beep} |
| AlertToCombat | Got you! |
| AlertToCombat | There you are! |
| AlertToCombat | Guess you're not so good at hiding, huh? |
| AlertToCombat | I knew I'd find you! |
| AlertToCombat | Got you! |
| AlertToCombat | There's no escape now! |
| AlertToCombat | I see you, human! |
| AlertToCombat | Got you now! |
| AlertToCombat | You're mine! |
| AlertToCombat | Spotted! |
| AlertToCombat | Company! |
| AlertToCombat | {alarmed}Looks like trouble! |
| AlertToCombat | {alarmed}Bad guys! |
| AlertToCombat | Got you in my sights. |
| AlertToCombat | Over here! |
| AlertToCombat | Gotcha! |
| AlertToCombat | Hey! |
| AlertToCombat | Gotcha! |
| AlertToCombat | We got company, boss! |
| AlertToCombat | Guess my eyes weren't playing tricks after all! |
| AlertToCombat | Guess who won the lottery. |
| AlertToCombat | Got 'em spotted. |
| AlertToCombat | Theeeere you are. |
| AlertToCombat | Got one! |
| AlertToCombat | Got you! |
| AlertToCombat | {Gramma}Grandma sees you! |
| AlertToCombat | You can't hide from Leo! |
| AlertToCombat | Knew you was here! |
| AlertToCombat | You're in for it now! |
| AlertToCombat | You're goin' down! |
| AlertToCombat | Draw, pardner! |
| AlertToCombat | Prepare to meet your maker. |
| AlertToCombat | Say your prayers, desperado! |
| AlertToCombat | Didn't get far enough, did ya? |
| AlertToCombat | Over here! |
| AlertToCombat | There you are! |
| AlertToCombat | There you are. |
| AlertToCombat | Can't sneak up on me. |
| AlertToCombat | I knew it! |
| AlertToCombat | Found ya! |
| AlertToCombat | You ain't getting away! |
| AlertToCombat | Gotcha! |
| AlertToCombat | Die! |
| AlertToCombat | Finally found you. |
| AlertToCombat | Now just hold still. |
| AlertToCombat | There we go! |
| AlertToCombat | Here it is! |
| AlertToCombat | So much for sneaking! |
| AlertToCombat | Sucker. |
| AlertToCombat | ANTLER!!! |
| AlertToCombat | Ah! Gary! |
| AlertToCombat | Haha, Gaaaary! |
| AlertToCombat | Gaaaary! |
| AlertToCombat | Hostile detected. Commencing neutralization. |
| AlertToCombat | Weapons free. |
| AlertToCombat | Alert. Hostile detected. Lethal force authorized for all units. |
| AlertToCombat | Allow me to introduce myself. |
| AlertToCombat | I'm afraid I'm quite good at killing things. You may want to run now. |
| AlertToCombat | There you are! Were you trying to hide from me? |
| AlertToCombat | Hostile target identified. |
| AlertToCombat | Hold it right there. |
| AlertToCombat | Commencing attack on hostile target. |
| AlertToCombat | Didn't you hear me coming? Now I have to fight you. Bloody fantastic. |
| AlertToCombat | Here we go again. |
| AlertToCombat | Oh good. I found you. |
| AlertToCombat | You must be bloody stupid if you can't hide from me. |
| AlertToCombat | You're gonna learn how Uncle Sam deals with commie maggots! |
| AlertToCombat | You are about to be introduced to the U.S. army! |
| AlertToCombat | Kill that son of a bitch! |
| AlertToCombat | You just made my day! Opening fire! |
| AlertToCombat | Looks like this is my lucky day. |
| AlertToCombat | Since you don't seem willing to do the world a favor and kill yourself, I guess I'm going to have to do it for you. |
| AlertToNormal | Whatever. I've got better things to do. |
| AlertToNormal | Hmm. Nothing here after all. |
| AlertToNormal | Ah, just getting jumpy I guess. |
| AlertToNormal | Guess it was nothing. |
| AlertToNormal | All clear. |
| AlertToNormal | I've finished my sweep. Nothing to report. |
| AlertToNormal | Everyone back to your posts. |
| AlertToNormal | Something must be wrong with my suit's audio receptors. |
| AlertToNormal | Area secured. |
| AlertToNormal | Everything's quiet here. Heading back. |
| AlertToNormal | Someone must be fucking with me. |
| AlertToNormal | I was sure I heard something. |
| AlertToNormal | Goddamn, I must be tripping. |
| AlertToNormal | {shaking it off}Must've been nothing. |
| AlertToNormal | {shaking it off}Nothing here. |
| AlertToNormal | {shaking it off}I guess it was nothing. |
| AlertToNormal | Nothing out here. |
| AlertToNormal | Alright, just my imagination. |
| AlertToNormal | My mind is playing tricks on me. I gotta get laid. |
| AlertToNormal | Guess I'm seeing things. |
| AlertToNormal | Aw, forget this. |
| AlertToNormal | Guess it was just in my head. |
| AlertToNormal | Suspending search. |
| AlertToNormal | Canceling search. |
| AlertToNormal | Halting search. |
| AlertToNormal | {Tabitha}I think they left, Rhonda. |
| AlertToNormal | Must've been my imagination. |
| AlertToNormal | Whatever it was is gone now. |
| AlertToNormal | No sense wasting more time looking. |
| AlertToNormal | Just a noise. Gone now. |
| AlertToNormal | What was I doing again? Oh well. |
| AlertToNormal | Nothing there. Stupid noise fooled me. |
| AlertToNormal | Stupid ears. There's no noise out here. |
| AlertToNormal | Bah, searching is boring. |
| AlertToNormal | Guess it was nothing. |
| AlertToNormal | {shaking it off}I guess it was nothing. |
| AlertToNormal | {shaking it off}Must've been nothing. |
| AlertToNormal | {shaking it off}Nothing here. |
| AlertToNormal | {Sonar Beep} |
| AlertToNormal | I must be going as crazy as ol' Rex. |
| AlertToNormal | Guess I'm hearing things. |
| AlertToNormal | Probably just a rat. |
| AlertToNormal | Bah, it's nothing. |
| AlertToNormal | I got better things to do than jump at noises. |
| AlertToNormal | Whatever. |
| AlertToNormal | {Frustrated}Nothing! |
| AlertToNormal | Stupid head voice go away again. |
| AlertToNormal | Just stupid head voice again. |
| AlertToNormal | I've got nothing. |
| AlertToNormal | Never mind. |
| AlertToNormal | Huh. Maybe I need some glasses that aren't two hundred years old. |
| AlertToNormal | Nothing here, I guess. |
| AlertToNormal | Gone now. |
| AlertToNormal | Meh. |
| AlertToNormal | Ah, forget it. |
| AlertToNormal | I worry too much. |
| AlertToNormal | Sorry, boss. Must be my glaucomas acting up again. |
| AlertToNormal | If you say you saw something, I'm sure it was there. |
| AlertToNormal | Nothing here, boss. |
| AlertToNormal | {To herself}Yeah, better run. {Beat}Uh, them, not us. |
| AlertToNormal | {Giving up}Not worth our time. |
| AlertToNormal | {Giving up}Nothing. Must be nerves. |
| AlertToNormal | Let's move on. |
| AlertToNormal | {Giving up, didn't see anything after all}Leo's playing tricks again. |
| AlertToNormal | {Giving up, didn't see anything after all}It's okay, sweetheart, there aren't any monsters out there. |
| AlertToNormal | {Giving up, didn't see anything after all}We're all alone now, pumpkin. |
| AlertToNormal | Just bugs I guess. |
| AlertToNormal | Get a grip, Doc. |
| AlertToNormal | Ears must be actin' up. |
| AlertToNormal | Seems my ears is playin' tricks on me. |
| AlertToNormal | Well I'm confounded. Must've been the wind. |
| AlertToNormal | Well I'm stumped. Guess it was nothin'. |
| AlertToNormal | Must've been nothing. |
| AlertToNormal | I've got better things to do. |
| AlertToNormal | Oh, well. |
| AlertToNormal | Need to stop jumping at shadows. |
| AlertToNormal | Huh... Oh, well. |
| AlertToNormal | Whatever it was, it's gone now. |
| AlertToNormal | Just a noise. |
| AlertToNormal | Just getting old, I guess. |
| AlertToNormal | Stupid deaf ear. |
| AlertToNormal | Must be hearing things again. |
| AlertToNormal | Scared me there for a second. |
| AlertToNormal | Guess there's nothing there. |
| AlertToNormal | God dammit... I guess it's nothin'. |
| AlertToNormal | Fine. I'll catch you next time. |
| AlertToNormal | Yeah that's right, I'd run away, too. |
| AlertToNormal | Ah, Gary. |
| AlertToNormal | Gaaary?` |
| AlertToNormal | Threat analysis: green. Standing down. |
| AlertToNormal | Threat analysis: green. Resuming standard patrol pattern. |
| AlertToNormal | Threat analysis: green. Security sweep canceled. |
| AlertToNormal | Oh well. Maybe next time you'll introduce yourself. |
| AlertToNormal | Why did you run away? I'm really not as scary as I look. |
| AlertToNormal | You shouldn't tease me like that. |
| AlertToNormal | All clear. |
| AlertToNormal | Area secure. |
| AlertToNormal | False alarm. Standing down. |
| AlertToNormal | Back to the usual daily tedium. |
| AlertToNormal | Thought as much. Nothing there after all. |
| AlertToNormal | Beastly nuisance. Glad that's done with. |
| AlertToNormal | Another glorious day in the U.S. army. |
| AlertToNormal | False alarm. Stand down, people. |
| AlertToNormal | Nothing I like better than a little R&R on Uncle Sam's dime. |
| AliceMcBrideIntro | Oh! Well I'm Alice and you've already met my beau, Dusty. He's sweet, ain't he? I don't care what my mama said, I know how to pick 'em. |
| AliceMcBrideIntro | Oh! Well I'm Alice and that handsome stranger yonder is my husband Dusty. Going on fifty years, now. |
| AliceMcBrideIntro | I keep waiting for him to leave me for some young thing with platinum blonde hair and hoop earrings, but he still sticks around. |
| AliceMcBrideIntro | Says it's my cooking. I think it's because I know which Brahmin udder you can milk without getting kicked in the noggin. |
| AliceMcBrideIntro | We set up this ranch years back when Novac was just getting settled. |
| AliceMcBrideIntro | But now with all the danger on I-15, folks are starting to come through here from all over. Novac might just be the next Nevada boom town. |
| AliceMcBridePeopleWhoLiveHere | Oh, we keep to ourselves, for the most part. Try not to pry. I think Jeannie May gets bothered that we aren't more sociable, but it's just our way. |
| AliceMcBridePeopleWhoLiveHere | Ain't that we don't appreciate what she's done, managing this town like she has, but I worry she feels that way anyhow. |
| AliceMcBridePeopleWhoLiveHere | Not that there ain't others who pry around here. That No-bark was skulking around our yard last week. |
| AliceMcBridePeopleWhoLiveHere | I thought he was our cow-killer. Was about to lash him with our bullwhip till I saw who it was. He's harmless, though. |
| AliceMcBridePeopleWhoLiveHere | Part of me wishes I could see things like he sees 'em, all full of mystery. |
| AndersCross | {In agony}Unh... Legion caught me. Said this... was the penalty for drug runners. Please... let me down. |
| AndersCross | A Legion patrol caught me trying to cross the river. When they found the, umm, package I was carrying, they strung me up there. |
| AndersDrugs | {In agony}Please... for the love of God, let me down! |
| AndersDrugs | Well, not exactly. More like... trying to expand our markets. I heard there was a lot of untapped territory down south, but the Legion caught me. |
| AndersFree | Unnnh. |
| AndersJackandDiane | {In agony}Thank God. Let me down, please! |
| AndersJackandDiane | They did? Heh. Probably mostly Jack's idea, he always was the soft touch. |
| AndersJackandDiane | Thanks. You've saved my life, and done the Great Khans a huge favor. I'll be heading back to Red Rock Canyon now - maybe we'll see each other there. |
| AndersRot | {In agony}No! God, please! |
| ArcadeEDEEnclave | Wow. That thing is definitely carrying around a bunch of Enclave intel. Adams is on the eastern seaboard of the country. |
| ArcadeEDEEnclave | Which means this little Duraframe" sucker somehow managed to survive for over {thinking}two thousand miles. {impressed}Certainly lives up to its model name." |
| ArcadeEDENoEnclave | I don't want to be... alarmist or anything, but maybe you should ditch that Eyebot. {catching himself}Robot. Whatever that thing is. |
| ArcadeEDENoEnclave | Who knows what it's programmed for? Maybe tomorrow you'll take out an iguana-on-a-stick and that'll activate its {searching}mini-nuke self-destruct sequence. |
| ArcadeEDEOpinion | I don't know if you care about my opinion, but I'd prefer that you turn ED-E over to the Followers. Surprised, right? |
| ArmorIneffective | Got any armor with less holes in it for me? |
| ArmorIneffective | I don't have much protection here. Mind helping me out? |
| ArmorIneffective | What am I wearing? Cardboard? |
| ArmorIneffective | This armor's gonna get me killed. |
| ArmorIneffective | Look, I'm dead unless you can get me some real armor. |
| ArmorIneffective | Shoulda fought naked, it'd hurt less. |
| ArmorIneffective | Armor's for shit. |
| ArmorIneffective | They're cutting me up! |
| ArmorIneffective | {Irritated}Could use sheet metal, not a sheet. |
| ArmorIneffective | This armor's probably fine. The holes are cosmetic. |
| ArmorIneffective | This armor's beat up worse than me, boss. |
| AskJobAgain | Interested now? {Beat, nods}All right. |
| Assault | What the hell?! |
| Assault | What was that for? |
| Assault | You dirty coward! |
| Assault | Check your fire! |
| Assault | Big mistake. |
| Assault | Engaging hostile. |
| Assault | That didn't even tickle. |
| Assault | Oh, it's on now! |
| Assault | You're going to regret that. |
| Assault | Get the fuck away from me. |
| Assault | You'll pay for that! |
| Assault | Damn you! |
| Assault | Degenerate! |
| Assault | You want to start something, baby? |
| Assault | Yo, little help here! |
| Assault | What's your problem, punk? |
| Assault | I'm sorry! I'm sorry! |
| Assault | I'm not a threat to anyone! |
| Assault | Oh yeah, now it's on. |
| Assault | Under fire! |
| Assault | Protect the tribe! |
| Assault | Kill the Outsider! |
| Assault | You got a deathwish? |
| Assault | You want to rock? Let's rock. |
| Assault | What did I do wrong? |
| Assault | Please, no more! |
| Assault | {Alert Beep 1} |
| Assault | What was that for? |
| Assault | You dirty coward! |
| Assault | What the hell?! |
| Assault | I'm sorry! |
| Assault | Whatever I did, I regret it! |
| Assault | I have no one to blame but myself! |
| Assault | I was asking for that! |
| Assault | Unacceptable behavior has been noted. |
| Assault | Assaulting an officer of the law is a capital offense. |
| Assault | An assault has been perpetrated. Response in progress. |
| Assault | Hey! What'd you do that for? |
| Assault | What's wrong with you? |
| Assault | Assassin! |
| Assault | Degenerate! |
| Assault | Damn you! |
| Assault | You'll pay for that! |
| Assault | You wanna tussle? |
| Assault | Enough. |
| Assault | You're asking for it. |
| Assault | {irritated, angry, confused}What the hell are you doing? |
| Assault | {emph}Big mistake. |
| Assault | Hey, not so rough, I break easy! |
| Assault | Knock it off! |
| Assault | I'm going to knock you off your axles. |
| Assault | Gonna fix your wagon. |
| Assault | Fat's in the fire now, you little bitch. |
| Assault | That does it. |
| Assault | Pushed me too far. |
| Assault | {Angry}You'll make Leo angry! |
| Assault | {Angry}Didn't your mama ever tell you not to hit old ladies? |
| Assault | What the-? |
| Assault | You're dead! |
| Assault | Nobody messes with the Kings. |
| Assault | That was *dumb*, human! |
| Assault | |
| Assault | *Hurt*! |
| Assault | Don't you know who I work for? |
| Assault | Tangle with the Gun Runners and it's the last thing you'll do. |
| Assault | You want to start something, baby? |
| Assault | Yo, little help here! |
| Assault | What's your problem, punk? |
| Assault | Why would you do that? |
| Assault | That ain't right! |
| Assault | Hurt an old man, will ya? |
| Assault | Gonna make a fuss, then? |
| Assault | Eh, you tryin' to drygulch me? |
| Assault | Tryin' to kick up a row, is ya? |
| Assault | Quit that! |
| Assault | Are you out of your mind? |
| Assault | What the hell? |
| Assault | Bastard! |
| Assault | You crazy? |
| Assault | Stop! |
| Assault | Shit! |
| Assault | That hurt! |
| Assault | Are you crazy? |
| Assault | What the fuck? |
| Assault | You're dead, asshole! |
| Assault | Ow! |
| Assault | Stop it right now! |
| Assault | What the-? |
| Assault | Big mistake. |
| Assault | Aggression detected. Initiating alarm. |
| Assault | Adding target to threat matrix. |
| Assault | Reanalysis complete. Threat level red. |
| Assault | I'm sorry that you had to act that way. |
| Assault | I'm afraid that kind of behavior can't be tolerated. |
| Assault | Antisocial behavior detected. |
| Assault | Criminal behavior will be punished. |
| Assault | Antisocial behavior will not be tolerated. |
| Assault | Not very sporting of you. |
| Assault | That's hardly Marquess of Queensberry rules, now is it? |
| Assault | You'll pay for that, you cheeky bastard! |
| Assault | What is your major malfunction, maggot? |
| Assault | You make me sick, you worthless scumbag. |
| Assault | Leave me alone! |
| Assault | Stop it! Help! |
| AssaultNoCrime | I'm staying out of this one. |
| AssaultNoCrime | Now that just wasn't called for. |
| AssaultNoCrime | Not my problem. |
| AssaultNoCrime | Sucks to be you. |
| Attack | Had enough? |
| Attack | Come on! |
| Attack | You like that? |
| Attack | Get some! |
| Attack | Take this! |
| Attack | You're no match for us! |
| Attack | I've got this one! |
| Attack | You're mine! |
| Attack | This'll be over quickly! |
| Attack | Can't stand up to this, can you? |
| Attack | Engaging! |
| Attack | Flank them! |
| Attack | Set up a crossfire! |
| Attack | Cover me! |
| Attack | Dodge this! |
| Attack | You like the sight of your own blood? |
| Attack | I'm going to{gonna} make you scream. |
| Attack | {Crazy laugh}Hahaha! |
| Attack | I know where to hit you where it hurts the most. |
| Attack | The wasteland will be more civilized without you! |
| Attack | {versus Mutated Insect}Damn giant bugs! |
| Attack | {versus Abomination}I don't think I've had to kill one of these things before. |
| Attack | {taunting}Fighting was part of my studies. |
| Attack | We Followers aren't pushovers! |
| Attack | {angry at being pushed into a fight}I didn't want to have to do this! |
| Attack | {Attack Grunt} |
| Attack | I'm gonna ring your bell, creep! |
| Attack | I'm gonna clip your sorry ass. |
| Attack | I'm gonna send you packin'. |
| Attack | I'm no Legionary, but I'll kill you all the same! |
| Attack | I'll take you down with me! |
| Attack | Contact! |
| Attack | Attacking! |
| Attack | Aaah! Aaaah! |
| Attack | Firing! |
| Attack | Eat shit, fucker. |
| Attack | You pushed me too far! |
| Attack | I'll kill you! |
| Attack | You like that? |
| Attack | Come on! |
| Attack | Had enough? |
| Attack | Targeting. |
| Attack | Engaging. |
| Attack | Innocent visitors, please disperse. |
| Attack | {Rhonda}Stay still while Best Friend Tabitha pounds you! |
| Attack | {Tabitha}All intruders are to be killed! |
| Attack | {Tabitha}I am the supreme ruler here! |
| Attack | {Tabitha}Feel my power! {beat, Rhonda}Yeah, feel her power! |
| Attack | {Battle yell 1} |
| Attack | {Battle yell 2} |
| Attack | {Battle yell 3} |
| Attack | You have no chance! |
| Attack | Kill them all! |
| Attack | You want some more? |
| Attack | Get 'em, boys! |
| Attack | I'm just getting warmed up! |
| Attack | Die! |
| Attack | Grah! |
| Attack | Yeah ha ha ha! |
| Attack | Want more? |
| Attack | Kill! |
| Attack | Destroy! |
| Attack | {Battle yell 1} |
| Attack | {Battle yell 2} |
| Attack | {Battle yell 3} |
| Attack | For Navarro! |
| Attack | {grim satisfaction}Just like old times. |
| Attack | I'm gonna ring your bell, creep! |
| Attack | {Alert Beep 1} |
| Attack | Eat this. |
| Attack | You're mine. |
| Attack | Can't run from me. |
| Attack | Come on! |
| Attack | For the Brotherhood. |
| Attack | Okay, I guess we're doing this. |
| Attack | Let's dance! |
| Attack | I've been doing this longer than you, pal! |
| Attack | {Grim, angry}Someone's looking to cash their chips early. |
| Attack | Time for some get-even. |
| Attack | Let's paint this place red. |
| Attack | Let's start this dance. |
| Attack | Serving up some hurt. |
| Attack | Gonna six this bitch. |
| Attack | You're just in time for your ass whipping. |
| Attack | That how you want to play, huh? |
| Attack | {hint of nervousness}Here we go! |
| Attack | Leo is going to give you such a paddling, you won't be able to sit down for a week! |
| Attack | {Emphasizing each word, almost like each one is a strike}Why! Won't! You! Behave?! |
| Attack | Bad Nightkin! You need to go see Marcus and Doctor Henry! |
| Attack | Stop acting so rambunctious, you naughty, naughty children! |
| Attack | Huh! |
| Attack | Get 'em, boys! |
| Attack | I got more of that for ya! |
| Attack | I've got a big hunk o' love for ya! |
| Attack | Take this! |
| Attack | Had enough? |
| Attack | Want some more? |
| Attack | For Bright! |
| Attack | The Bright One is dead! |
| Attack | We will never reach the Far Beyond. |
| Attack | The Great Journey will never happen. |
| Attack | What have you done? Bright was the best of us. |
| Attack | I knew you weren't to be trusted! |
| Attack | You've got nothing! |
| Attack | Take this! |
| Attack | This is how we do it in Freeside! |
| Attack | Let's kill this guy! |
| Attack | Let's kill this chick! |
| Attack | Die! |
| Attack | Don't mess with us! |
| Attack | I'll make this quick! |
| Attack | Let's bleed this fool! |
| Attack | Freeside is ours! |
| Attack | Hey guys, watch this! |
| Attack | {Angry Grunt as you charge} |
| Attack | {Angry Growl as you attack} |
| Attack | {Angry Snarl as you attack} |
| Attack | Light 'em up! |
| Attack | Locked and loaded! |
| Attack | Got 'em in my sights! |
| Attack | Nobody screws with the Gun Runners and walks away from it! |
| Attack | I'm not scared of you! |
| Attack | You'll get yours! |
| Attack | Ahh! |
| Attack | Where's your manners? |
| Attack | Hog-killin' time! |
| Attack | I aim to kill you! |
| Attack | You're a goner! |
| Attack | How you like that? |
| Attack | Take this! |
| Attack | Let's get 'em! |
| Attack | Ergh! |
| Attack | Enh! |
| Attack | Ha! |
| Attack | Let's take these guys! |
| Attack | Ahhhh! |
| Attack | Die! |
| Attack | Come on! |
| Attack | You like this? |
| Attack | Come on! |
| Attack | Nyeaa! |
| Attack | Ahhh! |
| Attack | Try this on! |
| Attack | You touched Antler! Now you DIE! |
| Attack | You will pay, human! |
| Attack | Gary! |
| Attack | Ga-Gaaary! |
| Attack | Threat level: red. |
| Attack | Weapon status: engaged. |
| Attack | Weapon systems locked on. |
| Attack | Engaging hostile target. |
| Attack | Weapons free. Non-combatants are advised to stand clear. |
| Attack | Status report: green. All systems within acceptable operating parameters. |
| Attack | Status report: yellow. Primary systems have sustained significant damage. Reinforcement recommended. |
| Attack | Status report: yellow and falling. Perimeter security can no longer be guaranteed. |
| Attack | Status report: red. Primary system failure imminent. Repair or reinforcement recommended. |
| Attack | Warning! System failure imminent. |
| Attack | Threat assessment: primary target is at large and undamaged. Full perimeter alert recommended. |
| Attack | Threat assessment: primary target has been engaged, but continues to exhibit hostile intent. |
| Attack | Threat assessment: primary target heavily damaged. Continuing to engage. |
| Attack | Threat assessment: primary target has suffered critical damage. Neutralization imminent. |
| Attack | Threat assessment: primary target almost neutralized. Stand by. |
| Attack | Be advised. Hostiles in area. Threat neutralization in progress. |
| Attack | Non-combatants are advised to stand clear of weapons discharge. |
| Attack | Alert. Hostiles in area. |
| Attack | Locking on... firing. |
| Attack | Alert. Security operation in progress. Stand clear of security perimeter. |
| Attack | Alert. Use of lethal force in progress. Non-combatant safety cannot be guaranteed. |
| Attack | Tsk. I really thought we could be friends. |
| Attack | Please, lower your weapon and submit. |
| Attack | I'm a much better tactician than you. It's all in the brain, you see. |
| Attack | Please don't take this the wrong way. |
| Attack | Which do you like better -- the psionic beam or the laser? |
| Attack | Nothing personal. |
| Attack | You could run? I am trying to kill you, after all. |
| Attack | I hope this unpleasantness will be over soon. |
| Attack | Hold still please. It's harder to hit you if you keep running around like that. |
| Attack | I hope we can still be friends when this is all over. |
| Attack | Please believe me when I say I'm not enjoying this. |
| Attack | I wish there was some other way we could have worked this out. |
| Attack | I'm afraid I'm a very lethal killing machine. |
| Attack | Running away is probably your only hope. |
| Attack | My programming requires that I keep trying to kill you. |
| Attack | Don't feel bad if you don't defeat me. I am one of the most advanced military robots available. |
| Attack | I'm not programmed to fail. Just so you know. |
| Attack | They could have programmed me to love. To forgive. But nnoooo... |
| Attack | I don't mean to be insensitive, but you really can't win. |
| Attack | I calculate your chance of success as... well, no need to be morbid. |
| Attack | Firing weapons. |
| Attack | Engaging hostile target. |
| Attack | Law abiding citizens, please leave the area. |
| Attack | Please take cover until the danger has been eliminated. |
| Attack | Put down your weapons and submit to authority. |
| Attack | Warning. Systems failure imminent. |
| Attack | Warning. Repair urgently required. |
| Attack | Warning. Continued operation cannot be guaranteed. Please contact an authorized repair representative immediately. |
| Attack | Calculating chance of success... 80%. |
| Attack | Calculating chance of success... 50%. |
| Attack | Calculating chance of success... 20%. |
| Attack | Calculating chance of success... less than 5%. Your safety can no longer be guaranteed. |
| Attack | Do not be alarmed. Order will be restored soon. Please stand by. |
| Attack | Continued resistance is unlawful. |
| Attack | Your cooperation is requested. |
| Attack | Warning. Hostiles in area. |
| Attack | Multiple hostile targets detected. Requesting backup. |
| Attack | Engaging multiple hostiles. |
| Attack | Engagement with multiple hostiles in progress. Please stand clear of the combat area. |
| Attack | Do not be alarmed. Law and order will be restored shortly. |
| Attack | For your safety, please take cover until the lawbreaker is dealt with. |
| Attack | This is a lawful use of deadly force. Please direct complaints to your local law enforcement authorities. |
| Attack | Please clear the area until order has been restored. |
| Attack | A lawful use of deadly force is in progress. Citizens are advised to clear the area. |
| Attack | Violence will not be tolerated. |
| Attack | Eat hot lead, you commie bastard! |
| Attack | Ready to die for your country? |
| Attack | Pain is just weakness leaving the body! |
| Attack | Today's a hell of day to die, commie! |
| Attack | Come on, people, give 'em hell! |
| Attack | How do you like that, you mother-loving commie! |
| Attack | Made in the U.S.A.! |
| Attack | No surrender! |
| Attack | Is that the best you can do? |
| Attack | I'm just getting warmed up! Hoo-ah! |
| Attack | There's nothing I like better than the smell of plasma in the morning! |
| Attack | What's the matter, you pansy ass pinko? Getting tired? |
| Attack | We are lean! We are mean! |
| Attack | I have a personal message for you from Uncle Sam! |
| Attack | Running will only make the pain last longer! |
| Attack | Kill them all! God will understand. |
| Attack | There's nothing I like better than making some other poor bastard die for his country. |
| Attack | Now you're starting to piss me off. |
| Attack | Do stand still! |
| Attack | And who gets to clean up all this blood? Me, that's who... |
| Attack | Oohh. Yesss... Let's all beat up on the robot... |
| Attack | By God, if I had hands I would strangle the life out of you! |
| Attack | Have at thee! |
| Attack | For Queen and country! |
| Attack | You have insulted my honor, and for that, you must die! |
| Attack | Kill! |
| Attack | Die! |
| Attack | Never! |
| Attack | Pain! |
| Attack | Again! |
| Attack | Stop you! |
| Attack | Yeeargh! |
| Attack | Raaagghh! |
| Attack | Raaarr! |
| Attack | Agghh! |
| Attack | Arrggh! |
| AttackResponse | On it! |
| AttackResponse | I'm with you! |
| AvoidThreat | Holy shit! |
| AvoidThreat | Look out! |
| AvoidThreat | Get down! |
| AvoidThreat | Incoming! |
| AvoidThreat | Look out! |
| AvoidThreat | Clear out! |
| AvoidThreat | Get down! |
| AvoidThreat | Hey! Look out! |
| AvoidThreat | Scatter! |
| AvoidThreat | Displace! |
| AvoidThreat | Duck and cover! |
| AvoidThreat | Take cover! |
| AvoidThreat | Heads up! |
| AvoidThreat | Watch it! |
| AvoidThreat | Hey, look out! |
| AvoidThreat | {swallowing the end}Holy-! |
| AvoidThreat | Heads up! |
| AvoidThreat | Whoa! |
| AvoidThreat | Look out! |
| AvoidThreat | {enthused}Hahaha! Ka-boom! |
| AvoidThreat | Proximity alert. |
| AvoidThreat | Threat detected. |
| AvoidThreat | Scatter! |
| AvoidThreat | Run! Grenade! |
| AvoidThreat | Look out! |
| AvoidThreat | Get away! |
| AvoidThreat | Go! Run! |
| AvoidThreat | Look out! |
| AvoidThreat | Displace! |
| AvoidThreat | Scatter! |
| AvoidThreat | {Sonar Beep} |
| AvoidThreat | Look out! |
| AvoidThreat | Everyone back off! |
| AvoidThreat | Gotta run! |
| AvoidThreat | Yikes! |
| AvoidThreat | {Surprised yell} |
| AvoidThreat | {Surprised yell} |
| AvoidThreat | Abandon ship! |
| AvoidThreat | Look out! |
| AvoidThreat | Might want to watch it there, boss. |
| AvoidThreat | Yikes! |
| AvoidThreat | Watch it! |
| AvoidThreat | Scatter! |
| AvoidThreat | Oh shi-{shit"}" |
| AvoidThreat | Trouble! |
| AvoidThreat | Be careful, sweetie! |
| AvoidThreat | Careful! |
| AvoidThreat | Don't hurt yourself, pumpkin! |
| AvoidThreat | Trouble... |
| AvoidThreat | Get back! |
| AvoidThreat | Close shave, that was. |
| AvoidThreat | Thought I was a goner. |
| AvoidThreat | Clear out! |
| AvoidThreat | Watch out! |
| AvoidThreat | Run! |
| AvoidThreat | Ahhhhh! |
| AvoidThreat | Clear the way! |
| AvoidThreat | Make way! |
| AvoidThreat | Ah, shit! |
| AvoidThreat | Not this time! |
| AvoidThreat | Get out of the way! |
| AvoidThreat | Clear out! |
| AvoidThreat | Gaaaaaaary! |
| AvoidThreat | Careful! |
| AvoidThreatResponse | Go! Go! Go! |
| AvoidThreatResponse | Take positions! |
| AvoidThreatResponse | Get back! |
| BarterExit | Thanks. |
| BarterExit | Give me a shout if you need anything else. |
| BarterExit | Another satisfied customer. |
| BarterExit | Pleasure doing business with you. |
| BarterExit | Let me know if you need anything else. |
| BCGKExecuteHostage | Say goodbye to the hostage, fucker. |
| BCGKExecuteHostage | The NCR's coming for us! Waste the hostages! |
| BCPrivateKowalskiAttack | Oh, that's it. Your ass is mine! |
| BeagleFleeingGoodbye | Thank you so much. |
| BeagleFollowAgain | And depart we will! |
| BeagleFollowing | What do you need? |
| BeagleFollowStay | Don't leave me here too long. I can't wait forever. |
| BeagleFollowWeapon | I just hope I won't have to use it! |
| BeagleHostage | Why, yes I am. It's a pleasure to meet you. |
| BeagleHostage | I'm in a bit of a predicament{per-dicament} here. I'd be most appreciative if you'd set me free. |
| BeagleHostage | Why, I am Deputy Beagle, and I am being held hostage. Can you imagine? |
| BeagleHostage | I'd be most grateful if you would set me free. |
| BeagleHostage | {Edited Line}I must say it's been the low point of my career in law enforcement... |
| BeagleHostage | The Powder Gangers stole into town at night and murdered my sister and her husband, the sheriff, in bed, while I was sleeping in the office. |
| BeagleHostage | I watched them for a bit, waiting for the right moment to pounce and arrest the lot of them. Taking careful notes as I watched. |
| BeagleHostage | To my dismay, they found me while I waited in the shadows and brought me here. |
| BeagleHostageFleeNo | Oh, that's so gracious of you, to offer to bodyguard me like that? But I'd only slow you down. See you outside! |
| BeagleHostageFleeSpeech | [FAILED] I know! It's incredibly generous and altruistic{alter-istic} of you. See you outside! |
| BeagleHostageFleeSpeech | [SUCCEEDED] Oh! Why, uh, of course! I would never let you fight my kidnappers with my help. Uh, without it! You lead the way! |
| BeagleHostageFleeYes | Then I'll defer to your superior appraisal of character and prowess in contests of arms and see you outside! |
| BeagleHostageGoodby | {sighs}I wonder what it's like to be able to get going" whenever you like." |
| BeagleHostageGoodby | I certainly hope so. It gets lonely down here on the floor. |
| BeagleHostageLetGo | Oh that's just marvelous. I think I'll be making my way outside now. The air's a little close in here. |
| BeagleHostageNotYet | No need to rush on my account. I lost feeling in my hands and legs hours ago. |
| BeagleHostageNotYet | Well, in that case I'll just wait for you right here. |
| BeagleNewSheriffShouldThank | Well, thank you {emphasis}so much, so {emphasis}very much, for ruining my life. |
| BeagleNewSheriffWhatsWrong | {Edited Line}My problem is that I'm no longer a deputy. I'm just a Beagle now. |
| BeagleNewSheriffWhatsWrong | Apparently two-and-a-half months of law enforcement experience doesn't count for anything. The new regime is just that - all new. |
| BeagleNewSheriffWhatsWrong | He's rude. Just don't tell him I said it. Primm has a sheriff now, just not as supportive as I would've hoped. |
| BeagleNewSheriffWhatsWrong | {Edited Line}My problem is that I'm no longer a deputy. I'm just a Beagle now. |
| BeagleNewSheriffWhatsWrong | Apparently two-and-a-half months of law enforcement experience doesn't count for anything. The new regime is just that: all new. |
| BeagleNewSheriffWhatsWrong | He's a good sheriff but a hard man. He doesn't abide by anyone slinking by the rules. I guess there won't be any trouble, but the man's law is hard. |
| BeagleNewSheriffWhatsWrong | {Edited Line}My problem is that I'm no longer a deputy. I'm just a Beagle now. |
| BeagleNewSheriffWhatsWrong | Slimm is alright, I don't wish him no harm, but the law to him is a set of logic. |
| BeagleNewSheriffWhatsWrong | Not everything is black and white, not sure a robot can ever understand that. |
| BeagleSheriffBeagle | Oh no! I'm just the deputy. And I can't be a deputy without a sheriff. It's called chain of command! |
| BeagleSheriffGoodbye | But - but the town doesn't have a Sheriff! I don't have an employer, and that means I don't have a job. |
| BeagleSheriffGoodbye | If you think you might be able to help, come find me. I thank you for all you've done. |
| BeagleSheriffGoodbye | Maybe next time you can bring a new sheriff back with you! |
| BeagleSheriffGoodbye | All right. Goodbye. |
| BeagleSheriffNeeded | It should be someone brave like you, but more of a homebody. Someone who'll settle down and watch over us. |
| BeagleSheriffNeeded | I heard the Powder Gangers talking about someone in the prison named Meyers who has some experience as a sheriff. He may be a good choice. |
| BeagleSheriffNeeded | Also with the NCR so close by, you may be able to get them to take over the town. Not sure why they haven't helped out already. |
| BeagleSheriffNo | I know what it's like to have a busy schedule, but surely you can squeeze this in. |
| BeagleSheriffNo | If you run across someone whose bearing and experience screams sheriff |
| BeagleSheriffStillLooking | I do thank you so kindly for your efforts. |
| BeagleSherrifYes | You will? That's just marvelous! I'll start thinking up questions for the interview! |
| BeagleSherrifYes | The sheriff that was incarcerated up at NCRCF may be a good choice. |
| BeagleSherrifYes | You also may be able to convince that NCR guy across the road to take the town under his wing, although martial law doesn't sound so fun. |
| BertFollowers | I surely am. Well, sort of. I came out from Utah about six months back, saw a need for my help here. |
| BertFollowers | The Followers weren't too happy about that, of course. They haven't been too fond of the NCR for a while, but I go where I'm needed. |
| BertHelp | I give what aid and comfort I can. I have medical knowledge thanks to my time with the Followers. |
| BertIntro | Well, that's an interesting question. Among the Church, I'm called Elder Gunnarsson. The Followers call me Doc."" |
| BertIntro | You can call me Bert, though. |
| BertNephi | I never was able to reach him. He has allowed drugs and hatred to consume him. He runs with the Fiends north of here, now. They call him Driver Nephi. |
| BertRefugees | Poor lost souls, most of them. They thought to come to New Vegas and find their fortunes on its shining Strip. |
| BertRefugees | But the journey is often long, and the price to enter the city is steep. Those who could not pay ended up here, hoping to earn the caps they need. |
| BertRefugees | Some find honest labor, but more fritter away what little they've saved on crooked gambling and cheap liquor. Still, I minister to them as I can. |
| BertUtah | Following a lost cause, I'm afraid. My old friend Nephi fell in with a bad crowd. |
| BertUtah | Drug runners, raiders, probably worse things it's better not to dwell on. When his gang headed west, I followed. |
| BertUtah | I thought perhaps I could turn him back to the Church. |
| BillyKnightComedy | If you believe my mother, since she first laid eyes on me. First thing she said was Boy! That's a funny-looking kid!"" |
| BillyKnightComedy | I guess I got a face only a mother could love, because nobody else would give me the time of day. |
| BillyKnightComedy | Maybe you can help me, see, I can never tell when it's lunchtime. |
| BillyKnightIntro | The name's Knight. Billy Knight. And this here is what a lifelong career in comedy will get you. |
| BillyKnightWork | Yeah? Hey, you're all right! Tell him I'll do it for a hundred a night! No! Fifty! No, twenty! Ten! |
| BillyKnightWork | Just don't rob me, and I'll do it! |
| BillyKnightWork | Hey, I'm just happy to get any kind of work I can. |
| BitterSpringsTroopers | {Baffled, this is a bizarre request}What? Why on earth would you think you can walk in here and make troop deployment recommendations to me? |
| BitterSpringsTroopers | I appreciate your concern for Bitter Springs. You've already been quite helpful to the NCR, I suppose it's only right to return the favor. |
| BitterSpringsTroopers | {Thoughtful}Well, you have been a great help here, and with the saboteur dealt with... Yes, I think we can spare a few men. Consider it done. |
| BitterSpringsTroopers | {Angry drill sergeant}Who the hell are you, coming in here and asking me if I can spare any?" I don't hand out NCR troopers to anybody who wanders out of the Wasteland!" |
| BitterSpringsTroopers | {Gruff but pleased}Hey, you're a damn fine soldier, and word on the grapevine is that you're already some kind of hero. You got yourself a deal. |
| BitterSpringsTroopers | {Gruff but pleased}After what you did getting my misfits whipped into shape? Yeah, I can spare a couple of boys for Bitter Springs. I'll issue the dispatch orders. |
| BitterSpringsTroopers | {Cool, slightly annoyed}Sorry, I'm not in the habit of letting random civilians dictate my troop deployment schedule. |
| BitterSpringsTroopers | {Calm}I'll be honest, the Legion has me worried here, but I think I can spare some soldiers. Consider your request granted. |
| BitterSpringsTroopers | {Calm}You handled yourself well against the Legion, and that took some of the pressure off of us. I'll send a couple of troops out there right now. |
| BMNeilAskDanger | You must've heard her radio broadcasts? Though why a human would follow her invitation here is beyond me... unless you didn't listen very closely. |
| BMNeilAskDanger | The voice on the radio belongs to Tabitha, the supreme commander" of Black Mountain - or |
| BMNeilAskDanger | She took control of this place almost two years ago. The Super Mutants here do whatever she says - and she says humans are to be killed on sight. |
| BMNeilAskDetails | The road is a series of switchbacks up to the peak. There are three blockades, plus patrols. Sneaking past them would be... difficult. |
| BMNeilAskDetails | Just before the peak is a kind of shanty village. More second-gens there. And then there's Tabitha's compound - heavily guarded by her Nightkin. |
| BMNeilAskDetails | The road is a series of switchbacks up to the peak. There are three blockades, plus patrols. Sneaking past them would be... difficult. |
| BMNeilAskDetails | Just before the peak is a kind of shanty village. More second-gens there. And then there's Tabitha's compound - heavily guarded by her Nightkin. |
| BMNeilAskForHelpSpeech | [SUCCEEDED] Help would improve the odds. Help might just make the difference... |
| BMNeilAskForHelpSpeech | All right, if you're good enough at what you do to meet me in the village up near the peak, we can talk further. |
| BMNeilAskForHelpSpeech | I'll have a plan by the time I see you - if I see you. Good luck. It's going to be a lot harder for you to get up there than it will be for me. |
| BMNeilAskForHelpSpeech | [FAILED] Hmm. While your enthusiasm is... admirable, I think I'd best stay here so I can warn other travelers. |
| BMNeilAskHistory | For years, Black Mountain was a peaceful community. Its leader, Marcus, broadcast an invitation to Mutants throughout the wasteland. |
| BMNeilAskHistory | That's how I found Black Mountain. So did others, most of them second generation Mutants. Marcus welcomed everyone - that was his mistake. |
| BMNeilAskHistory | The community ended up being mostly second gen - not very bright, but easy to influence. Fine, until the Nightkin came along, led by Tabitha... |
| BMNeilAskHistory | In a week she had most of the second-gens thinking she was some kind of prophet - and that she should be broadcasting her truth |
| BMNeilAskHistory | Marcus saw what was coming and decided to leave before things got out of hand. He smashed the radio and left to found Jacobstown. |
| BMNeilAskJacobstown | The opposite of Black Mountain! A stable community of Mutants, mostly, led by a mentally stable leader. |
| BMNeilAskJacobstown | Humans are welcome there, so long as they behave themselves. Look northwest of Red Rock Canyon if you want to find it. |
| BMNeilAskMutantsWereMade | Yes... And it's not something I care to discuss with one of your kind. |
| BMNeilAskMutantsWereMade | If you have some insatiable curiosity about the matter, talk to Marcus in Jacobstown. He's more patient with such questions than I am. |
| BMNeilAskNightkin | The Nightkin are vicious in combat, and that's if you see them coming. Most don't. |
| BMNeilAskNightkin | They were created to be soldiers, and given devices to camouflage them in battle. Unfortunately, the devices drove most of them mad over time. |
| BMNeilAskNightkin | They spend most of their time at the top of the mountain, but patrol the roads after dark as well. You'd do well to avoid the mountain at night. |
| BMNeilAskRadio | Heh. There's a sad story behind that. Marcus smashed it just fine, but while we were gone some Ghoul named Raul came along. |
| BMNeilAskRadio | Tabitha turned him into her personal mechanic. A slave, really. See, if I'd been standing down here, I could've warned him before it was too late. |
| BMNeilAskSelf | Marcus sent me here a couple of months ago to check on Black Mountain. I suppose you could say I came here as a spy. |
| BMNeilAskSelf | But with no signs of Tabitha's weakening, and none of the second-gens ready to revolt or to come to Jacobstown, there wasn't much I could do. |
| BMNeilAskSelf | Down here, on the other hand, I've saved a dozen Mutants from heading up the mountain. It's not much, but it's something. |
| BMNeilAskSelf | I have my own reasons to stay away from Jacobstown for a while - reasons we won't be discussing - so I've stayed here. |
| BMNeilDistractsNightkin | There's a human down the path. Tabitha's orders are to kill all human intruders. Go! |
| BMNeilFriendly | Keep saying things like that, and I won't be so friendly. Not every Super Mutant is a brain-damaged brute. |
| BMNeilFriendly | Many of us are just as intelligent as basic humans - and the rest don't really have any choice in the matter, do they? |
| BMNeilFriendlyMovingOn | Yes, that's exactly what I'm telling you to do. Move on. |
| BMNeilFriendlySorry | And none taken... since you apologized. |
| BMNeilFriendlyToughShit | Of course. Sorry I bothered you. Enjoy your travels. |
| BMNeilHeadUpMountain | Yes, I hear that sometimes. And then I never see the people who said it again. |
| BMNeilHeadUpMountain | You do look like someone who can take care of himself. But I think you'll find this is more than you bargained for... |
| BMNeilHeadUpMountain | You do look like someone who can take care of herself. But I think you'll find this is more than you bargained for... |
| BMNeilOffToJacobstown | I still have a job to do here. Some Mutants may have heard Tabitha's broadcasts and are headed here even as we speak. |
| BMNeilOffToJacobstown | I'll remain and direct any who show up toward Jacobstown, where they'll be much better off. |
| BMNeilSupMutantGens | Not all Super Mutants were created equal. Or at the same time, or for the same purpose. |
| BMNeilSupMutantGens | The first generation tends to be smarter, stronger, and... more civilized, I suppose you could say, than the ones made later, save the Nightkin. |
| BMNeilVillageAgree | Good luck. We're going to need it. |
| BMNeilVillageDisagree | Yes, so try to stay out of sight, because they'll be coming this way. |
| BMNeilVillageNotReady | Whatever you need to do, be quick about it. |
| BMNeilVillageReadyForMob | Here's the plan. The gate to Tabitha's compound is guarded by several Nightkin, all of them using devices that make them invisible. |
| BMNeilVillageReadyForMob | I'm going to draw them away from the gate by telling them I spotted an intruder in the village. Then you slip in. |
| BMRaulGoodbye | If by some chance you want to find me again, and if by some even greater chance coyotes haven't picked my bones clean, I'll be at my shack. |
| BMRaulJoinMe | Anything's better than staying here. Let's go. |
| BMRaulJoinMe | Sorry boss, but as much as I'd like to risk getting killed by your side, you seem to already have some help. |
| BMRaulOkayByMe | Alrighty then, I'll just head out. Alone. By myself. Into the dangerous wastes. |
| BMRhondaBadReunion | Oh no! Miss Tabitha is hurt! Someone, get a doctor! |
| BMRhondaBadReunion | There, there Miss Tabitha. It's going to be all right. |
| BMRhondaBadReunion | Miss Tabitha, your distinct lack of respiration is quite worrisome. |
| BMRhondaBadReunion | That's good, Miss Tabitha. It's important that you don't move. You might aggravate your injury. |
| BMRhondaBadReunion | Where is that doctor? |
| BMRhondaBadReunion | Don't worry, Miss Tabitha, I'll keep you warm with my exhaust. |
| BMRhondaBadReunion | I do hope the doctor doesn't get lost on the way up here. |
| BMRhondaGreeting | Hello. Could you please direct me to mistress Tabitha? |
| BMRhondaGreeting | I wonder what mistress Tabitha has been doing with herself during my convalescence. |
| BMRhondaGreeting | It is so good to be traveling with mistress Tabitha again! |
| BMRhondaGreetsTabitha | It is, Mistress Tabitha. How I've missed you so. This stranger here fixed me up right as rain. Is he a friend of yours? |
| BMRhondaGreetsTabitha | It is, Mistress Tabitha. How I've missed you so. This stranger here fixed me up right as rain. Is she a friend of yours? |
| BMRhondaLetsGoTabitha | Mistress Tabitha, we should be heading off. Our journey has been much delayed, but we can catch up if we hurry. Come along, now. |
| BMRhondaNo | Nevertheless, I must find her, so I'll just tag along with you for a bit until I pick up her trail. |
| BMRhondaTabithaReunion | It pleases me to see you, mistress. I owe my functional state to this human here. |
| BMRhondaYes | Thank you very much. My internal clock says it's been 6 years, 52 days, 40 minutes, and 13 seconds since I last spoke to her. |
| BMRhondaYes | I hope she hasn't gotten lonely. |
| BMTabithaCornersPlayer | {Tabitha}R-Rhonda? Is that you? |
| BMTabithaDishHutGetHim | There's an intruder in the dish hut! Get over there and kill whoever it is, you fools! |
| BMTabithaDishHutRadioDumb | Why do I even bother? Go play with something shiny, dumb dumb. |
| BMTabithaDishHutRadioFan | Why thank you! It's always gratifying to talk to one's fans. Hold on, I have something I need to do for a second. |
| BMTabithaDishHutRadioSayNothing | Gah, stupid dumb dumbs have the attention span of a gnat. |
| BMTabithaDishHutRadioSpeech | [SUCCEEDED] I am supreme commander Best Friend Tabitha! Neil is nothing! You are all traitors! I sentence all dumb-dumbs to death! |
| BMTabithaDishHutRadioSpeech | [SUCCEEDED] A dumb-dumb revolt, you say? Then I sentence all dumb-dumbs to death! |
| BMTabithaDishHutRadioSpeech | [FAILED] Hello. Was that supposed to sound like a dumb-dumb? Because they sound dumber than that. They sound like this: Duuuuuh."" |
| BMTabithaDishHutRadioSpeech | Excuse me just a moment, would you? |
| BMTabithaDishHutRadioSpeech | [FAILED] Hello. Was that supposed to sound like a dumb-dumb? Because they sound dumber than that. They sound like this: Duuuuuh."" |
| BMTabithaDishHutRadioSpeech | Excuse me just a moment, would you? |
| BMTabithaDishHutRadioStart | You've interrupted my broadcast, dumb-dumb - so there had better be a good reason! What is it? |
| BMTabithaRages | Intruder! I have foreseen your death! |
| BMTabithaRages | No! I won't let you have my Raul! |
| BMTabithaRages | You! Now you've gone and done it! No one messes with my radio station! |
| BMTabithaRhondaReunion | R- Rhonda? Is that you? |
| BMTabithaWhatNow | I don't know... it's been so long since I lost Rhonda, that I'm not sure... |
| BMTabithaYesRhonda | Yes, Rhonda. |
| BoomerCook | Here is what we have available. |
| BoomerCook | I bet you would, but Pearl didn't give me permission to sell to outsiders. |
| BoomerCook2 | Bye. |
| BruceIsaacBishops | Oh, well, that's all just a big misunderstanding, see. |
| BruceIsaacBishops | Mr. Bishop, well, he owed me a lot of money, and, y'know, he's a busy guy, so I sort of figured I'd just...take it off his hands. |
| BruceIsaacNewReno | You don't know Mr. Bishop. He's not like the other bosses up there. He knows the Wasteland like the back of his hand, and he likes to wander it. |
| BruceIsaacNewReno | I knew if I didn't get way the hell away from New Reno, he'd run me down like a dog. |
| BruceIsaacTops | Really? The Tops, huh? Well, it's no Shark Club, but I hear security on the Strip is real tight. Even Mr. Bishop wouldn't hit a joint like that. |
| BruceIsaacTops | I'll check it out. Thanks! |
| CalamityToDoctorHenry01 | Stealth field is stable, and the readings are clean. Gamma wave activity is... {puzzled}zero? Odd, but everything looks right. |
| CalamityToDoctorHenry01 | The stealth field is unstable and scrambling things. This reading says gamma wave activity is zero, but that can't possibly be right. |
| CalamityToDoctorHenry01 | Gamma wave activity is... {puzzled}zero? That can't be right. Must be a result of the interference. |
| CaptainGillesAid | {Relieved}At this point, I'll take anything you can give me. We need more troops, fresh supplies, and medical relief. |
| CaptainGillesAid | As if that wasn't enough, someone's been coming out of the mountains at night, stealing supplies and picking off my people. |
| CaptainGillesAid | {Relieved}At this point, I'll take anything you can give me. We need more troops, fresh supplies, and medical relief. |
| CaptainGillesAid | {Worried}Someone's been coming out of the mountains at night, stealing supplies and picking off my people. |
| CaptainGillesCamp | This is the Bitter Springs refugee camp. We've been maintaining it for a few years now, ever since Caesar's Legion started seriously pushing west. |
| CaptainGillesCamp | Most of the people here were displaced by the Legion's advance. At first there weren't many, but lately it's been more than we can handle. |
| CaptainGillesCamp | {Grateful}Thanks to your help, I think Bitter Springs has a real shot at surviving. I can't offer you much of a reward, but know that the NCR is very grateful. |
| CaptainGillesCamp | {Grateful}Thanks to your help, I think Bitter Springs has a real shot at surviving. Thank you again. |
| CaptainGillesOscar | You did? Who was it? Any information you can give me would be a big help for my reports. |
| CaptainGillesOscar | I appreciate the information, but I really wasn't kidding when I said I didn't have the manpower. If you could deal with him, I'd be in your debt. |
| CaptainGillesRadioactiveSupplies | Where did you get this? You know what, it doesn't even matter. Thank you. This will be a tremendous help. |
| CaptainGillesRadioactiveSuppliesScience | [SUCCEEDED] We do have some spare Rad-X in the supply tent. That might work. Thank you. |
| CaptainGillesRadioactiveSuppliesScience | [FAILED] You know, I appreciate the help but... we'll pass on those. Thanks. |
| CaptainGillesSupplies | Where did you get these? You know what, it doesn't even matter. Thank you. These will be a tremendous help. |
| CaptainGillesSupplies | Where did you get this? You know what, it doesn't even matter. It doesn't completely solve our problems, but it goes a long way. |
| CaptainGillesSupplies | Again, thank you, this is a huge help. |
| CaptainParkerArrest | Keith! In the name of the NCR, I'm placing you under arrest for illicit gambling and the sale of unlicensed chems. |
| CaptainParkerArrest | Keith! In the name of the NCR, I'm placing you under arrest for the sale of unlicensed chems. |
| CaptainParkerArrest | Keith! In the name of the NCR, I'm placing you under arrest for illicit gambling. |
| CaptainParkerArrest | Come quietly now, I don't want to have to hurt you. |
| CaptainParkerArrest | You son of a bitch! |
| CaptGillesFlag | {Confused and annoyed by a spectacularly dumb question}Of course I'm aware. It's a distress call. This camp is in bad shape, and if we don't get relief soon, I don't know what will happen. |
| CaptGillesFlag | {Worried}It's a distress call. This camp is in bad shape, and if we don't get relief soon, I don't know what will happen. |
| CaravanOffer | All right, let's play. |
| CaravanOffer | A fellow enthusiast, huh? That's great! Let's play. |
| CaravanOffer | Sure. Old No-bark is always looking to play. Not for entertainment, mind you, but because if you look at the cards right you can know the future. |
| CaravanOffer | Damn straight I would! Let's see what you got. |
| CaravanOffer | Bring it on, buddy! |
| CaravanOffer | I always have time for a good game of Caravan. I hope you're up to the challenge. |
| CaravanOffer | A fascinating proposition. Naturally, my considerable genius makes me a master of the game, so try not to be disappointed if you lose miserably. |
| CaravanOffer | You betcha! Caravan's got me through many a long night before. I hope you're ready. |
| CaravanOffer | You think you have what it takes, kid? |
| CaravanOffer | All right, let's see what you got. |
| CaravanOffer | I'm going to roll over you. |
| CaravanPlayerLoses | That was too easy. How about we play again and this time you actually try. |
| CaravanPlayerLoses | No-bark wins! A few more like that and the curse'll get lifted for sure. |
| CaravanPlayerLoses | Don't take it to heart. I've studied the strategies of the masters. |
| CaravanPlayerLoses | {Laughs}Nice try. Care to try your luck again? |
| CaravanPlayerLoses | It looks like you need a bit more practice. Another lesson perhaps? |
| CaravanPlayerLoses | I am unsurprised regarding your appalling lack of talent. Perhaps you'd care to try another hand? After all, you can only improve. |
| CaravanPlayerLoses | Here I was thinking you'd be a challenge, want a rematch? |
| CaravanPlayerLoses | {Laughs}Nice try. Let's play another game. |
| CaravanPlayerWins | Dammit. I should have won that match. Let's play again. |
| CaravanPlayerWins | Dang it! Shoulda known you was getting caravan hints from the bloatfly spirits what live in these parts. |
| CaravanPlayerWins | Well I'll be cold and rotting before I let them get the best of me. Let's go again. |
| CaravanPlayerWins | Huh. I wonder where I went wrong. Let's try that again. |
| CaravanPlayerWins | Not too bad. How about we play again? |
| CaravanPlayerWins | Impressive. That was a very good game. Would you care to play again? |
| CaravanPlayerWins | Well now, this is an unexpected variable. You really must let me challenge you to a rematch, so I can analyze what passes for your strategy. |
| CaravanPlayerWins | Dammit, I thought I had you there. Let's play again. |
| CaravanPlayerWins | Wow, you're good. Give me another game. |
| CaravanRematchNo | I'll be here if you ever want a rematch. |
| CaravanRematchNo | Dang it, No-bark, just when you was making a friend. |
| CaravanRematchNo | Shucks, well, let's do it again sometime. |
| CaravanRematchNo | Okay. If you want to play again sometime, let me know. |
| CaravanRematchNo | Another time then, perhaps. |
| CaravanRematchNo | As you wish. Once you've salved your battered ego, perhaps you'll make another go of it. |
| CaravanRematchNo | You know where to find me if you want to play again. |
| CaravanRematchNo | What? Afraid to lose. Well come find me if you want to play again. |
| CaravanRematchYes | I hope you're ready for this. |
| CaravanRematchYes | No more magic spells this time. |
| CaravanRematchYes | I've got a good feeling about this hand. |
| CaravanRematchYes | Let's get this started! |
| CaravanRematchYes | Excellent. Let the game begin! |
| CaravanRematchYes | Very well. I would wish you luck, but of course peerless intellect is all that matters here. |
| CaravanRematchYes | Ok, hope you're ready to lose. |
| CaravanRematchYes | Let the Caravan Lesson begin. |
| ChallengePlayer | An outsider! In the bunker! |
| ChallengePlayer | Imposter! |
| ChrisHavIntercomGoodbye | Let's hope you do. |
| ChrisHavIntercomGoodbye | Stop wasting time. |
| ChrisHavIntercomGoodbye | Get moving. |
| ChrisHavIntercomUpstairsGoodbye | Hurry up. |
| ChrisHavIntercomWhere | Like I said, find the metal staircase in the big room on the east side of the building. It's where they used to make rockets. |
| ChrisHavIntercomWhere | Big room. Metal staircase. East side of the building. Is that too many syllables for you? |
| ChrisHavIntercomWho | Who I am doesn't matter, smoothskin. Stop wasting time and get up here. |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageNo | What, you think I'm too stupid to pull it off? I know enough to get their rockets working, don't I? So I can make them fail, too! |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageNo | Like I could forgive myself for getting duped like this? They used me! And now they'll throw me away! |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageNo | And dying would be worse than this? Used up and thrown away like garbage? |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageNo | Oh, so I've redeemed the human race, is that it? What a crock! The human race can't stand me! |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageNo | So you want me to accompany you on your adventures across the wasteland, is that it? |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageNo | Life among humans again, that's what you're suggesting? |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageNo | I guess... I guess it's the only chance I've got. |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageNo | I can't believe I'm agreeing to this, but I'll give it a try. I'll get Jason and his flock on their way, and then I'll head for Novac. |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageNo | Life among humans again, that's what you're suggesting? |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageNo | I guess... I guess it's the only chance I've got. Maybe it'll be different this time. I was never a Saint before. |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageNo | I can't believe I'm agreeing to this, but I'll give it a try. You go launch the rockets. I'm on my way to Novac. |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageYes | Then bring me Sugar Bombs. Three boxes should do the trick. Add those to the fuel mixture and Boom!"" |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageYes | I'll show those rotten ghouls! And they'll know exactly who did them in! |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageYes | Then bring me Sugar Bombs. Three boxes should do the trick. Add those to the fuel mixture and Boom!"" |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySabotageYes | I'll show those rotten ghouls! And they'll know exactly who did them in! |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySugarBombs | I said I need three boxes of Sugar Bombs, not less than three. |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySugarBombs | I'll mix the Sugar Bombs into the fuel mixture before they launch. They'll never suspect a thing... until it's too late. |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySugarBombs | I'll mix the Sugar Bombs into the fuel mixture before they launch. They'll never suspect a thing... until it's too late. |
| ChrisHavLabBetraySugarBombs | But first I'll need the other parts we talked about. |
| ChrisHavLabGetFuel | Very well. We don't need a huge amount. Two to three liters should be enough. |
| ChrisHavLabGetParts | All right. Anything else? |
| ChrisHavLabGoodbye | All right. I'll be here, obviously. |
| ChrisHavLabGoodbye | Fine. Just get me those Sugar Bombs. |
| ChrisHavLabGoodbye | Come back when you've found the igniting agent. |
| ChrisHavLabGoodbye | Come back when you've tracked down the thrust control modules. |
| ChrisHavLabGoodbye | Great, let's do everything when it's convenient for you. |
| ChrisHavLabGoodbyeSpeech | Quiet. |
| ChrisHavLabGoodbyeSpeech | Quiet! |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuel | Yes, that's the stuff. And the container's shielding must be intact, or you'd be dead by now. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuel | You already brought me the thrust control modules, so all that's needed now is three boxes of Sugar Bombs. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuel | Yes, that's the stuff. And the container's shielding must be intact, or you'd be dead by now. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuel | Now all I need is the thrust control modules and three boxes of Sugar Bombs. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuel | Yes, that's the stuff. And the container's shielding must be intact, or you'd be dead by now. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuel | Yes, that's the stuff. And the container's shielding must be intact, or you'd be dead by now. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuel | Now all I need is the thrust control modules. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuelSouvenir | Yes, that's Isotope-239, all right. And there's enough here to launch the rockets. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuelSouvenir | You already brought me the thrust control modules, so all I need now is three boxes of Sugar Bombs. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuelSouvenir | Yes, that's Isotope-239, all right. And there's enough here to launch the rockets. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuelSouvenir | Now all I need is the thrust control modules and three boxes of Sugar Bombs. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuelSouvenir | Let me see. Yes, that's the igniting agent! But we'll need more of these souvenirs. A total of five should do it... |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuelSouvenir | Yes, that's Isotope-239, all right. And there's enough here to launch the rockets. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuelSouvenir | Yes, that's Isotope-239, all right. And there's enough here to launch the rockets. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveFuelSouvenir | Now all I need is the thrust control modules. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveParts | Indeed you did. And they seem to be in excellent condition. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveParts | You already found the igniting agent, so all I need now is three boxes of Sugar Bombs. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveParts | Indeed you did. And they seem to be in excellent condition. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveParts | I still need the igniting agent, of course. And three boxes of Sugar Bombs. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveParts | Indeed you did. And they seem to be in excellent condition. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveParts | Indeed you did. And they seem to be in excellent condition. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveParts | All I need now is the igniting agent we discussed earlier. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveParts | Indeed you did. And they seem to be in excellent condition. |
| ChrisHavLabHaveParts | All I need now is the igniting agent we discussed earlier. |
| ChrisHavLabIntercom | That's none of your business, smoothskin! |
| ChrisHavLabIntercom | I already told you how to get up here. Big room on the east side of the first floor. Take the stairs up. Got it? |
| ChrisHavLabIntercom | That's none of your business, smoothskin! |
| ChrisHavLabIntercom | Jason was very clear. Get rid of the demons, then report back. He didn't tell you to poke around down there. Got it? |
| ChrisHavLabKeepTalking | All right. Go on. |
| ChrisHavLabPathetic | Leave me alone! Everyone else does! |
| ChrisHavLabReadyToHelp | To sabotage the rockets, I'll still need a quantity of the igniting agent. |
| ChrisHavLabReadyToHelp | To sabotage the rockets, I'll still need the thrust control modules. |
| ChrisHavLabReadyToHelp | To sabotage the rockets, I'll still need to get them ready for launch. I still need a quantity of the igniting agent and the thrust control modules. |
| ChrisHavLabReadyToHelp | For the fuel source, any shielded nuclear waste should do the trick. That's why we can't use the waste on the launch pad. Too much decay. |
| ChrisHavLabReadyToHelp | As for the computer parts, the thruster control systems aren't complicated, so any good mix of components is all I need. |
| ChrisHavLabReadyToHelp | I was close to completing work on the rockets before we were driven into hiding on the top floor. |
| ChrisHavLabReadyToHelp | Two components were missing: a quantity of Isotope-239 igniting agent, and a set of thrust control modules. |
| ChrisHavLabReadyToHelp | The igniting agent is highly radioactive, and decays quickly. That's why we can't use the drums that leaked down on the launch pad. |
| ChrisHavLabReadyToHelp | It's no longer potent enough. I need you to find an intact, shielded container of the igniting agent. |
| ChrisHavLabReadyToHelp | As for the thrust control modules, they were custom-built for these rockets. They won't even launch without them. |
| ChrisHavLabReadyToHelp | As I said before, I need an intact, shielded container of Isotope-239 igniting agent, and a set of thrust control modules. |
| ChrisHavLabRocketsReady | Yes, that's everything. I'll tell Jason the rockets are ready. It's time to get this over with. |
| ChrisHavLabRocketsReady | Yes. I'll tell Jason that the Great Journey can begin. |
| ChrisHavLabTaskChange | All right. What would you rather be doing? |
| ChrisHavLabTaskChange | All right. What would you rather be doing? |
| ChrisHavLabTaskHints | REPCONN has been ransacked so many times by scavengers, it's hard to know where the components might turn up. IF they turn up. |
| ChrisHavLabTaskHints | Jason has mentioned some industrial ruins to the east that are supposed to be highly radioactive. |
| ChrisHavLabTaskHints | I'd start by visiting local junk merchants or traders and see if that turns anything up. |
| ChrisHavLabTaskHints | Scavengers wouldn't know the value of the modules just by looking at them. If you know any junk dealers in the area, I'd start there. |
| ChrisHavLabTaskSame | All right. Carry on. |
| ChrisHavLabWhatIsThisPlace | Obviously. It's taken months, but I've nearly got them in working order. Soon they'll take us to the Far Beyond. |
| ChrisHavLabWhatIsThisPlace | I was skeptical at first, of course - being a man of science - but Jason is certain, and I believe in Jason. |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | I'm the flock's resident engineer. I've always been good with machines. Jason says the Great Journey would've been impossible without me. |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | Of course, my skills aren't much use unless I have the right materials. That's where you come in. |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | When I joined the flock, Jason made it clear that he wanted me to supervise the repairs, not do them myself. |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | It would be a waste of my gifts to work on just one system at a time. From up here, I've been able to supervise the entire project. |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | I thought we were past all that, smoothskin. But you just can't resist the chance to mess with me. Typical human. |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | I was human once, you know. Grew up in Vault 34, northeast of here. |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | Nice upbringing, if you like assault rifles and target practice. But oh, you prefer machines that don't shoot people? Not so nice then. |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | Who should maintain the Vault's reactor? Houser? Mitchell? No - make it Haversam. He likes machines! |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | Haversam won't mind getting irradiated! Haversam won't mind mutating! He's already ugly as it is! |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | Haversam won't mind when his hair starts falling out after a few years. There's no connection, Haversam! You're neurotic! |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | Bald? You call this bald, smoothskin? I'm a monster! A monster! |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | Stop making fun of me! But you're telling the truth, aren't you? |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | Oh no! How could they do this to me? For two years? My god, I've been a joke to them! |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | Do you have any idea how easy it'd be for me to sabotage those rockets? That'd be a joke, huh? One hell of a joke! |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | [SUCCEEDED] Oh god! You're telling me the truth, aren't you...? |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | Oh no! How could they do this to me? For two years? My god, I've been a joke to them! |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | Do you have any idea how easy it'd be for me to sabotage those rockets? That'd be a joke, huh? One hell of a joke! |
| ChrisHavLabYoureNoGhoul | [FAILED] I see your ploy, smoothskin. I won't fall for your trap. You can plainly see that I'm a ghoul myself. You can't turn me against my flock. |
| ChrisHavNovacConfessSabotage | You bastard! Those ghouls declared me a Saint! |
| ChrisHavNovacMechFailure | I suppose there was always that risk. It's just that Jason was so certain... |
| ChrisHavTalksDuringSpeech | What? |
| ChrisHavTalksDuringSpeech | No. No, no, no! |
| ChrisHavTalksDuringSpeech | How could I... Stupid! Oh god... |
| ChrisHavTellsJasonGoodToGo | Hey Jason, your rockets are ready! |
| ChrisHavTellsJasonReady | The rockets are ready, Jason. The Great Journey can begin. Good luck, I guess. |
| ChrisHavTellsJasonReady | The rockets are ready, Jason... ready to carry you and your little clan on the Great Journey." Bon voyage." |
| ChrisHavTellsJasonReady | We have everything we need to launch the rockets, Jason! The Great Journey can begin! |
| ChrisHavUpsGoodbye | Stay away from me. |
| ChrisHavUpsGoodbye | Good riddance. |
| ChrisHavUpsGoodbye | Good idea. |
| ChrisHavUpsHello | Your pranks won't work on me, smoothskin. They won't work on Jason, either. |
| ChrisHavUpsHello | Stop wasting my time, smoothskin. Go waste Jason's. |
| ChrisHavUpsWhoIsJason | Jason is the prophet. The only reason you're up here is because he wants to talk to you. |
| ChrisHavUpsWhoIsJason | I guess he had visions that a smoothskin would stop by. |
| ChupacabraNightkinCrazyMuttering | No! I won't do it! |
| ChupacabraNightkinCrazyMuttering | Shhh. Shhh. Can't sleep. Can't sleep. Shhh. |
| ChupacabraNightkinCrazyMuttering | Stop it, stop it, stop it! |
| ChupacabraNightkinCrazyMuttering | Stay in control. Stay in control. |
| ChupacabraNightkinCrazyMuttering | Not real. Don't look. Not real. |
| ChupacabraNightkinToCows | Stop talking to me! |
| ChupacabraNightkinToCows | Leave me alone! |
| ChupacabraNightkinToCows | Get outta my head! |
| CliffBriscoeBarterCheck | [SUCCEEDED] Okay, I admit it. They've been collecting dust since before I got here. You can have them dirt cheap. |
| CliffBriscoeBarterFail | [FAILED] Are you kidding me? I can't ship these things fast enough. People love them! |
| CliffBriscoeBuyCollection | Really? I never thought I'd see the day. |
| CliffBriscoeBuyCollection | I mean... the day I'd part with them for such an incredibly low price. With so many other offers flooding in. |
| CliffBriscoeBuyCollection | But I like you. I think maybe it's time. All that's left is in this storage room here. You can buy the key from my store. |
| CliffBriscoeBuyDinoSouvenir | Great. Here you go! |
| CliffBriscoeBuyRocketSouvenir | Really? I mean, that's great! I'm sure you'll be quite pleased with it. |
| CliffBriscoeHaveGuns | Guns? I, uh, well... yeah, I guess I might have a few. |
| CliffBriscoeHaveGuns | Darn it. No one ever buys the t-rexes. |
| CliffBriscoeJeannieMaySentMe | Bless her. Seems like every traveler I get in here tells me the same thing. |
| CliffBriscoeJeannieMaySentMe | They see the sign and think, gift shop? That's just too good to be true. But Jeannie May always points them back in my direction. |
| CliffBriscoeJeannieMaySentMe | Well, a friend of Jeannie's is a friend of mine. And my friends get a discount at my store. |
| CliffBriscoeJustBecause | You just... did it? Just like that, on a whim? |
| CliffBriscoeJustBecause | Well listen, sir, if something like that crosses your mind about me, please let me know. I'm sure we can work something out. |
| CliffBriscoeJustBecause | Will there be anything else? |
| CliffBriscoeJustBecause | You just... did it? Just like that, on a whim? |
| CliffBriscoeJustBecause | Well listen, ma'am, if something like that crosses your mind about me, please let me know. I'm sure we can work something out. |
| CliffBriscoeJustBecause | Will there be anything else? |
| CliffBriscoeKilledJeannieMay | Ki- killed her? Why would you do something like that? |
| CliffBriscoeMissedWakeup | I- I'm sorry to hear that. She's a nice woman. Was. She might've grown on you. |
| CliffBriscoeMissedWakeup | She's usually real good about those calls. Something must've happened. |
| CliffBriscoeMissedWakeup | I hope just because I said she and I were friends doesn't mean you and I can't still be friendly. |
| CliffBriscoeMissedWakeup | Will there be anything else? |
| CliffBriscoeMyBusiness | Lord almighty. I can't for the life of me imagine her doing anything that'd make someone want to kill her. |
| CliffBriscoeMyBusiness | Not that I'm saying you're a liar, of course! I'm just surprised, is all. |
| CliffBriscoeMyBusiness | Will there be anything else? |
| CliffBriscoeNotSafe | I understand if that's how you feel. But keep in mind that I've been selling these for years and I'm fine. |
| CliffBriscoeNotSafe | I'm sure the kids that buy them are all fine too. |
| CliffBriscoeOpenStore | Sure thing. Have a look. |
| CliffBriscoeRecommendation | Bless her. Seems like every traveler I get in here tells me the same thing. |
| CliffBriscoeRecommendation | They see the sign and think, gift shop? That's just too good to be true. But Jeannie May always points them back in my direction. |
| CliffBriscoeRecommendation | Well, a friend of Jeannie May's is a friend of mine. And my friends get a discount at my store. |
| CliffBriscoeRocketFactory | Oh, that? It's just a bit west of Novac, up in the mountains. Lots of broken equipment and such. Place is deserted. Or used to be, I guess. |
| CliffBriscoeRocketFactory | Lately there's been talk of ghouls up that way, but I can't rightly say whether it's so or not. If you want to know more, ask old No-bark. |
| CliffBriscoeScienceRocket | [SUCCEEDED] I, ah, well I don't really know. Would that sour you on buying one if it did? |
| CliffBriscoeSouvenirInfo | They're scale replicas of the real thing. Very detailed. Got a liquid in them that makes them glow. |
| CliffBriscoeSouvenirInfo | From what I hear, REPCONN used to give them out on tours of their HQ up in Henderson. |
| CliffBriscoeSouvenirInfo | But I guess they had to stop after the first few kids thought they were filled with Nuka Cola and drank it down. |
| CliffBriscoeSouvenirInfo | The papers had a name for the condition and everything. They called it the REPCONN Shakes." Those were bad times for RobCo." |
| CliffBriscoeWhatDoYouSell | Well, there's t-rex figurines, of course. That's our bread and butter. |
| CliffBriscoeWhatDoYouSell | We also have an assortment of the REPCONN factory souvenirs - rockets, things of that nature. |
| CombatIdleChatter | We've trained for this. Stay cool. |
| CombatToLost | Let me go take a look around. |
| CombatToLost | Damn it. Where'd he go? |
| CombatToLost | I bet I know where you went. |
| CombatToLost | Where'd you go? |
| CombatToLost | I've lost visual. Moving to pursue. |
| CombatToLost | Target lost. Begin full grid search. |
| CombatToLost | Does anyone see the hostile? |
| CombatToLost | Where'd he go? |
| CombatToLost | Where'd she go? |
| CombatToLost | Think you can hide, huh? |
| CombatToLost | I can smell your fear. |
| CombatToLost | Don't think I don't know where you are. |
| CombatToLost | You'd better hide. |
| CombatToLost | {frustrated}You can't hide from me! |
| CombatToLost | {angry}You won't escape me! |
| CombatToLost | {frustrated}I'll find you! |
| CombatToLost | Show yourself, Outsider. |
| CombatToLost | Come out, come out, wherever you are. |
| CombatToLost | Do you think you can hide from me? |
| CombatToLost | You're gonna pay for that when I find you. |
| CombatToLost | Where the fuck did you go? |
| CombatToLost | We'll find ya' one way or another. |
| CombatToLost | Target lost. Searching. |
| CombatToLost | Target lost. Attempting to reacquire. |
| CombatToLost | Target lost. Analyzing. |
| CombatToLost | {Tabitha voice}Where'd they go, Rhonda? |
| CombatToLost | Damn, this one's tricky! |
| CombatToLost | Be on your guard! The enemy is still here! |
| CombatToLost | Damn! Lost 'em! |
| CombatToLost | {Genuinely puzzled}Huh? Where'd you go? |
| CombatToLost | Not fair! Haven't killed you yet! |
| CombatToLost | Get out here! Not done with you! |
| CombatToLost | Where'd you go? |
| CombatToLost | {frustrated}I'll find you! |
| CombatToLost | {angry}You won't escape me! |
| CombatToLost | {frustrated}You can't hide from me! |
| CombatToLost | {Sonar Beep} |
| CombatToLost | Don't think you can just up and run away. |
| CombatToLost | Where'd you go? I ain't done with you. |
| CombatToLost | Don't think you can get away. |
| CombatToLost | Whoa. Spooky. |
| CombatToLost | Must've blinked or something. |
| CombatToLost | That's right. Run! |
| CombatToLost | Where are you? |
| CombatToLost | You're out there! |
| CombatToLost | Not crazy! You out there! |
| CombatToLost | Lost contact! |
| CombatToLost | I don't see 'em! |
| CombatToLost | Still around here somewhere. |
| CombatToLost | {a bit exasperated}Where'd they go? |
| CombatToLost | Lost 'em. |
| CombatToLost | Where the hell? |
| CombatToLost | Hey! Come out and fight! |
| CombatToLost | Oh, come on, don't make the old guy chase you! |
| CombatToLost | I can't see 'em! |
| CombatToLost | Boss, where'd he go? |
| CombatToLost | {Herself}Hide nor hair of them. |
| CombatToLost | Fucker pops back up, they'll wish they hadn't. |
| CombatToLost | {Mutters}Picked the wrong time for hide and seek. |
| CombatToLost | Where'd you go? |
| CombatToLost | {Gramma}Grandma will find them, sugar, don't you worry! |
| CombatToLost | Do you see them, Leo? I don't see them! |
| CombatToLost | Coulda sworn you was here! |
| CombatToLost | Nuts! You was just here... |
| CombatToLost | Gave me the slip. |
| CombatToLost | Come on now and fight honorable like? |
| CombatToLost | Quit your hidin' and fight! |
| CombatToLost | Pony up, now! Lord hates a coward. |
| CombatToLost | Where'd you go? |
| CombatToLost | Hmph. Tricky little bastard, ain't ya? |
| CombatToLost | I know you're still out there. |
| CombatToLost | Come out, finish this! |
| CombatToLost | I know you're still out there. |
| CombatToLost | Where the hell did you go? |
| CombatToLost | Where are ya? |
| CombatToLost | Strange... Ain't there no more. |
| CombatToLost | Where'd you go? |
| CombatToLost | You won't get away! |
| CombatToLost | Damn, lost 'em! |
| CombatToLost | I'm not done with you! |
| CombatToLost | Where the fuck are you? |
| CombatToLost | Quit playin' games! |
| CombatToLost | Come out here and fight! |
| CombatToLost | Huhn?! Gary! |
| CombatToLost | Alert. Target lock lost. Beginning search pattern delta seven. |
| CombatToLost | Alert. Target lock lost. Neutralization by lethal force remains primary objective. |
| CombatToLost | Alert. Target lock lost. Unneutralized hostile within perimeter. |
| CombatToLost | Where did you go? Was it something I said? |
| CombatToLost | I'm coming to find you now. I'm afraid my programming does not allow me to let you get away. |
| CombatToLost | You're behaving very rudely. I wouldn't hide from you, if our positions were reversed. |
| CombatToLost | Do not attempt to flee. You will be identified and sanctioned. |
| CombatToLost | Fugitive is attempting to evade capture. Beginning pursuit. |
| CombatToLost | Initiating search for hostile target. |
| CombatToLost | Just what I was hoping for. Trundling around looking for something that wants to blow me to flinders. |
| CombatToLost | Must we play hide and seek now? |
| CombatToLost | Ready or not, here I come! |
| CombatToLost | That's a good start. Now just keep running and we'll call it even. |
| CombatToLost | Somebody find me something to shoot at! |
| CombatToLost | Who's got a target? |
| CombatToLost | Restore contact with the enemy, goddammit! |
| CombatToNormal | Well, that's the end of that. |
| CombatToNormal | Teach you to mess with me. |
| CombatToNormal | That takes care of that. |
| CombatToNormal | Phew. I'm glad that's over. |
| CombatToNormal | So fall the enemies of the Brotherhood. |
| CombatToNormal | Technology prevails. |
| CombatToNormal | Situation handled. |
| CombatToNormal | Hostile eliminated. |
| CombatToNormal | Tag 'em and bag 'em. |
| CombatToNormal | We're done here. |
| CombatToNormal | You're lucky I didn't find you. |
| CombatToNormal | That's right, run. |
| CombatToNormal | Fucking chicken. |
| CombatToNormal | {satisfied}Degenerate. |
| CombatToNormal | {satisfied}That's it, run away. |
| CombatToNormal | {satisfied}Coward. |
| CombatToNormal | Ah, forget it. I'm gonna go get a drink. |
| CombatToNormal | I didn't think you had it in you. |
| CombatToNormal | You can run, but you can't hide forever. |
| CombatToNormal | We'll save a shell for you. |
| CombatToNormal | Glad that's over with. |
| CombatToNormal | Good riddance. |
| CombatToNormal | Forget about it.{Spoken as a single word - fagetabbadit, with frustration} |
| CombatToNormal | All clear. |
| CombatToNormal | {relieved}I'm glad that's over with. |
| CombatToNormal | {relieved}I guess that could have gone worse. |
| CombatToNormal | Guess we made it. |
| CombatToNormal | Target lost. Engagement successful. |
| CombatToNormal | Target lost. No further action needed. |
| CombatToNormal | Target lost. Returning to non-combat operations. |
| CombatToNormal | {Tabitha}What trickery is this? Only nightkin should vanish like that! |
| CombatToNormal | Looks like I got my exercise for today. |
| CombatToNormal | And that's that. |
| CombatToNormal | That'll teach them to mess with mutants. |
| CombatToNormal | Ha ha. Too weak. |
| CombatToNormal | Done with you now. |
| CombatToNormal | {Slightly melancholy}Fight's over. Back to boring walking around. |
| CombatToNormal | {Grumbles}Stupid weak things never last long. |
| CombatToNormal | Ah, forget it. I'm gonna go get a drink. |
| CombatToNormal | Glad that's over. |
| CombatToNormal | {satisfied}Coward. |
| CombatToNormal | {satisfied}That's it, run away. |
| CombatToNormal | {satisfied}Degenerate. |
| CombatToNormal | {Happy Beep} |
| CombatToNormal | Done and done. |
| CombatToNormal | Done and done. |
| CombatToNormal | Hope you enjoyed your stay in Freeside. |
| CombatToNormal | And... we're done here. |
| CombatToNormal | The Kings reign supreme. |
| CombatToNormal | Is that it? |
| CombatToNormal | {Unintelligible frustrated mumbling} |
| CombatToNormal | {Muttering, getting angrier towards the end}Not here...? Just saw, of course here� *shut up stupid head voice!* |
| CombatToNormal | {Muttering}Stupid head voice. |
| CombatToNormal | All right, it's over. |
| CombatToNormal | Whew. |
| CombatToNormal | I've had worse. |
| CombatToNormal | That's enough of that. |
| CombatToNormal | Wow, I'm actually still alive. Who would have guessed? |
| CombatToNormal | I'm sure our victory was purely thanks to your brilliant leadership, boss. |
| CombatToNormal | I guess old guys are tougher than we look, huh? |
| CombatToNormal | {Relieved}Glad that's over. |
| CombatToNormal | In no mood for hunting. |
| CombatToNormal | It's okay, sweetheart, the bad people are all gone now. |
| CombatToNormal | That will teach them to mess with my babies! |
| CombatToNormal | Leo won't be happy there's no one else to chop! |
| CombatToNormal | I'm supposed to be retired. |
| CombatToNormal | No more fightin' for me. |
| CombatToNormal | That's enough. |
| CombatToNormal | Looks like they hightailed it. |
| CombatToNormal | Looks like I run them off. |
| CombatToNormal | Guess they threw up the sponge. |
| CombatToNormal | That wraps that up. |
| CombatToNormal | Coward. |
| CombatToNormal | Guess I'm done here. |
| CombatToNormal | You should've known better. |
| CombatToNormal | Well, that's that. |
| CombatToNormal | Hahaha! |
| CombatToNormal | Ah, well. |
| CombatToNormal | Excitement's over, I guess. |
| CombatToNormal | Kids these days... |
| CombatToNormal | Glad that's over with. |
| CombatToNormal | Guess you're not so tough. |
| CombatToNormal | Probably afraid of me. |
| CombatToNormal | Had enough? I thought so. |
| CombatToNormal | Yeah, I'd run away, too. |
| CombatToNormal | Fucked you up, bitch! And you know it! |
| CombatToNormal | Haha! Gary! |
| CombatToNormal | Gary, Gary, Gary! |
| CombatToNormal | Awww, Gary. |
| CombatToNormal | Threat analysis: green. Neutralization operation complete. |
| CombatToNormal | Threat analysis: green. Security operation successful. Resuming normal operation. |
| CombatToNormal | Hostiles neutralized. Recommend immediate repairs to primary systems to ensure continued operation. |
| CombatToNormal | I'm glad that's over. |
| CombatToNormal | I'm sorry it had to end this way. |
| CombatToNormal | I'll always remember you. My memory circuits have almost unlimited capacity. |
| CombatToNormal | Situation... normal. Law and order has been restored. |
| CombatToNormal | Attention citizens. You may now resume your normal activities. |
| CombatToNormal | Law and order has prevailed. |
| CombatToNormal | A little peace and quiet, at last. |
| CombatToNormal | Well, that's it then. |
| CombatToNormal | That's enough excitement for one day. |
| CombatToNormal | That's how we do things in the U.S. army! Hoo-ah! |
| CombatToNormal | Time to hit the showers! |
| CombatToNormal | Another glorious day in the U.S. army! |
| CompanionGoodbye | All right, then. |
| CookCookFiends | Course I do. You want to meet them? Heh. Even money whether Violet's dogs rip you apart or Nephi caves in your skull with that iron of his. |
| CookCookFiends | Course I do. You want to meet them? Heh. Even money whether Violet's dogs rip you apart or Nephi caves in your skull with that iron of his. |
| CookCookFiends | And after they're done... I get to play with whatever's left. |
| CookCookFood | That's right. Brahmin, mole rats, lizards... the occasional traveler lost in the wrong part of town. |
| CookCookFood | Not Queenie though. I'd never cook my Queenie. |
| CookCookIntro | Who am I? I'm the scariest motherfucker you're ever gonna meet. I'm Cook-Cook, bitch, better not forget it. |
| CookCookIntro | If I had to guess, it's because I cook shit for the rest of the gang. I'm a {draw this out}good cook. Maybe I'll make you dinner sometime. |
| CookCookNCR | NCR? Bunch of soft little bitches, they've got no stomach for life in the wasteland. Got some choice strange, though, I'll give 'em that. |
| CookCookNCR | {Revoltingly fond reminiscence}Heh heh... yeah. I'll give 'em *that* all right. |
| CookCookQueenie | *That's* Queenie. She's the prettiest Brahmin in the Wastelands. {Really creepy baby talk}Aren't you, Queenie, yes you are, who's a good girl? |
| CraigBooneAreYouGoingToKillMe | Not unless you give me a reason. |
| CraigBooneClosestToProof | Goddamn it. This wasn't supposed to be a guess. He might not have done a goddamn thing. |
| CraigBooneClosestToProof | Goddamn it. This wasn't supposed to be a guess. She might not have done a goddamn thing. |
| CraigBooneClosestToProof | Get out. I don't ever want to see you here again. And you stay the hell away from me. |
| CraigBooneComeWithMe | You don't want to do that. |
| CraigBooneCulpritObvious | Well, that's about all the proof I could hope for, I guess. Here. This is all I can give. I think our dealings are done here. |
| CraigBooneDoAfterThis | I don't know. I won't be staying, I know that. Don't see much point in anything right now, except hunting legionaries. |
| CraigBooneDoAfterThis | Maybe I'll wander, like you. |
| CraigBooneDoesntAffectMe | Wait. You just got into town. Maybe you shouldn't go. Not just yet. |
| CraigBooneFoundBillOfSale | I guess I shouldn't be surprised. It'd be like them to keep paperwork. |
| CraigBooneFoundBillOfSale | Here. This is all I can give. I think our dealings are done here. |
| CraigBooneFriendlyConversation | I don't have friends here. |
| CraigBooneHowDoYouKnowShesDead | I know, all right? And that's all you need to know. |
| CraigBooneJustAHunch | You didn't have any proof? |
| CraigBooneKillMoreTogether | Yeah. That might be true. And that's reason enough for me to take you up on it, I suppose. But this isn't gonna end well. |
| CraigBooneKillMoreTogether | Fine. Let's get out of here. |
| CraigBooneLeaving | Don't come here again till it's over. |
| CraigBooneLookingAround | There's nothing up here. |
| CraigBooneMeetingNewPeople | I think you'd better leave. |
| CraigBooneNo | I don't know who you think you're kidding. I've lived here for more than a year. |
| CraigBooneNo | Anyway, I need someone I can trust, and you may be a liar, but you're also a stranger. And that's a start. |
| CraigBooneNotFromHere | No. No you're not, are you? Maybe you shouldn't go. Not just yet. |
| CraigBooneOnlyTrustStrangers | I said it was a start. This town... nobody looks me straight in the eye anymore. |
| CraigBooneOutlaw | No. People die out there. Often enough that no one worries about blame. They're too anxious to forget it happened in the first place, I guess. |
| CraigBooneOutlaw | Besides. I was on break when it happened. |
| CraigBooneSeeWhatICanDo | Good. I'll make it worth your while. And one more thing. We shouldn't speak again. Not until it's over. |
| CraigBooneSeeWhatICanDo | No one in town knows that I know what happened to my wife. Best they never know. Or the Legion will be after me next. |
| CraigBooneSnipersWorkInTeams | Hnh. Yeah. Working on your own, you're a lot less effective. I've been there and paid for it. |
| CraigBooneSnipersWorkInTeams | But this isn't gonna end well. |
| CraigBooneStoryDidntAddUp | You didn't have any proof? |
| CraigBooneStoryDidntAddUp | You didn't have any proof? |
| CraigBooneTrackDownWife | My wife's dead. I want the son of a bitch who sold her. |
| CraigBooneVictimSpeechFail | No confession? No evidence? What good is that? |
| CraigBooneVisitors | Yeah. I guess maybe I am. But not like you. |
| CraigBooneVisitors | Huh. Maybe it should've been you I was expecting all along. |
| CraigBooneVisitors | Why are you here? |
| CraigBooneWantedYouToKill | You sick bastard. You'd better be ready to join him. |
| CraigBooneWantedYouToKill | You sick bastard. You'd better be ready to join her. |
| CraigBooneWantMeToDo | I want you to find something out for me. I don't know if there's anything to find, but I need someone to try. |
| CraigBooneWantMeToDo | My wife was taken from our home by Legion slavers one night while I was on watch. |
| CraigBooneWantMeToDo | They knew when to come and what route to take, and they only took Carla. Someone set it up. I don't know who. |
| CraigBooneWhatIfIFindThisPerson | Bring him out in front of the nest here while I'm on duty. I work nights. |
| CraigBooneWhatIfIFindThisPerson | I'll give you my NCR beret to put on. It'll be our signal, so I know you're standing with him. |
| CraigBooneWhatIfIFindThisPerson | And I'll take care of the rest. I need to do this myself. |
| CraigBooneWhatWasISupposedToDo | Find out who had Carla kidnapped. Bring him out in front of the dinosaur while I'm working my shift. |
| CraigBooneWhatWasISupposedToDo | Let me know it's him by putting on the beret I gave you. That's it. Now go on. |
| CraigBooneWhyIsThat | I need someone I can trust. You're a stranger. That's a start. |
| CraigBooneWrongDinosaur | Yeah, looks that way. |
| CraigBooneYoureRight | You've done enough for me. What's coming next, that's something for me to deal with on my own. |
| CrandonJoinUp | You want to help us out? What makes you think we want you around here, huh? |
| CrandonNorthVegas | We've been here for a few years, just looking for a place we can call our own. |
| CrandonNorthVegas | Life's harsh, but still, it beats the hell out of the desert. We've got numbers, we've got food, and we've got trade. That's progress, stranger. |
| CrandonStuffToDo | Keep your nose to the ground, stranger, that's what. Mind your own business and let us mind our own, are we clear? |
| CrandonStuffToDo | If you've got a mind to loot the old H&H Tools factory, don't even bother. That place is sealed tighter than a Radscorpion's bunghole. |
| CrandonStuffToDo | Every salvager who tries gets blown up, flattened, or gutted by traps. Then he starts to stink up the town and we're the ones to clean up the mess. |
| CrandonStuffToDoRepeat | That's right, the H&H Tools factory on the main drag. It's been sealed for ages, and it's lousy with traps. Still, might be something valuable to you. |
| CrandonTownWatch | Jules, myself, and a few others patrol the streets and sewers. Any punks come up out of the rest of the city, we give 'em the run off. |
| CrandonTownWatch | Like I told you, we look out for each other here. Me, Jules, and a few others make sure any trouble stays the hell out of our streets. |
| CrandonWatchStage1 | Some squatters decided to take space where they don't belong, over by the playground. We'd prefer to keep 'em off the streets and out of sight. |
| CrandonWatchStage1 | Maybe you could go and talk to them... convince them to see things our way. |
| CrandonWatchStage1 | Good work with those newcomers. I think you can handle more serious business... with more serious rewards. |
| CrandonWatchStage1 | There's a handful of greasers down in the sewers causing trouble. They ain't packing too much iron, but I'd like them dealt with all the same. |
| CrandonWatchStage2 | Good work with those newcomers. I think you can handle more serious business... with more serious rewards. |
| CrandonWatchStage2 | There's a handful of greasers down in the sewers causing trouble. They ain't packing too much iron, but I'd like them dealt with all the same. |
| CrandonWatchStage3 | You know, this time I may actually need a gun with a brain. |
| CrandonWatchStage3 | Talk to Mrs. Hostetler. She's near the Crimson Caravan. I think her daughter's making bad friends |
| CrandonWhoAreYou | Name's Crandon, stranger. I keep an eye out for trouble around here. |
| Crippled | {Critically Injured}I'm gonna need some new limbs. |
| Crippled | {crippled limbs}I could use a Doctor's Bag if you have any handy. |
| Crippled | {Critically Injured}Need a medic. |
| Crippled | {Critically Injured}Can't feel all my limbs. |
| Crippled | {Crippled in the leg, grim}Tagged me, need a doctor bag. |
| Crippled | {Crippled in the leg, grim}Not firing on all pistons here. |
| Crippled | {Critically injured}A doctor's bag and some whiskey, if you don't mind. |
| Crippled | {Critically injured}Gonna lose a limb if I don't get some meds. |
| Crippled | {Critically injured}If I get gangrene before we find a doctor... |
| Crippled | {Critically injured}{Gramma's}Grandma's limbs aren't doing too well, pumpkin. |
| Crippled | {Critically injured}Yes it hurts, Leo, but the doctors can fix me right up! |
| DavisonAntlerLookAt | Stop looking at Antler! |
| DavisonAntlerLookAt | No eyes on Antler! You make him nervous! |
| DavisonAntlerLookAt | Eyes to yourself, human! |
| DavisonAntlerLookAt | Your eyes on Antler! Stop looking! |
| DavisonAntlerTouched | You touched Antler! |
| DavisonAntlerTouched | Now you pay! |
| DavisonAntlerTouched | Antler is my friend! |
| DavisonAntlerTouched | Antler loves me! Not you! |
| DavisonAntlerTouched | No one touch Antler but ME! |
| DavisonDie | Never! Antler protects! You feel Antler's horns now! |
| DavisonDisagree | Never! Antler protects! You feel Antler's horns now! |
| DavisonFakeGoodbye | No. Antler says you are solution. Plus can't have you skulking around, making trouble. |
| DavisonFakeGoodbye | Do as Antler says, or feel his horns. Up to you. |
| DavisonFakeGoodbye | No! Antler was clear! Do as Antler says or feel Antler's HORNS! |
| DavisonFoundSBAlready | Liar! The invoice said Stealth Boys here! Antler read it out loud to me! |
| DavisonGhoulInfo | A ghoul. But not squishy like others. This ghoul is tough. |
| DavisonGhoulInfo | I thought Antler said send my kin into that room, but three died. Ghoul is a crack shot and set traps too. |
| DavisonGhoulInfo | After, I realize I heard Antler wrong. So I lock the door to keep kin out and wait for Antler to tell me what to do. |
| DavisonGhoulInfo | Then you come along. Antler says you are solution. |
| DavisonGhoulInfo | Pay attention when I speak! I said ghoul is a crack shot and sets traps! |
| DavisonGhoulInfo | Too dangerous for us. Okay for you. |
| DavisonHaveStealthBoys | But invoice note said Stealth Boys were here! Why can't that note be true? |
| DavisonHaveStealthBoys | What, Antler? ...But human could be lying! Stealing the Stealth Boys for itself! |
| DavisonHaveStealthBoys | Oh, Antler... You trust so easy... |
| DavisonHaveStealthBoys | Your lucky day, human. Antler believe you. Nightkin will follow the new note to find Stealth Boys. Better be there. |
| DavisonHelpHow | Good. Antler brought us here for a reason... Why was that, Antler? |
| DavisonHelpHow | Right! A piece of paper. Shipment invoice. Hundreds of Stealth Boys, sent here a long time ago... |
| DavisonHelpHow | But Stealth Boys must be in the one room one we don't search yet - the one we can't search. |
| DavisonHelpHow | Told you already. Antler wants Nightkin to have all the Stealth Boys in the bad room. With the ghoul. |
| DavisonMyStealthBoys | Antler bring us here for hundreds of Stealth Boys, human. Antler thinks big. Antler IS big. |
| DavisonMyStealthBoys | Antler don't bring us here for Stealth Boys some puny human carry. Pull head out of your ass. |
| DavisonNoStealthBoysYet | Keep looking... Antler wants Nightkin to have them. |
| DavisonNoStealthBoysYet | Find them or Antler's horns find you. |
| DavisonOK | I am in command of my faculties! In command of my troops! |
| DavisonOK | Antler guides me in all things! As I in turn guide my kin! |
| DavisonOtherOption | A human who is friend to ghouls? Suspicious. |
| DavisonOtherOption | You mean the ones upstairs. Antler used intercom, told them stay put. But they want to come down in basement anyways? |
| DavisonOtherOption | I cannot allow. My kin are... not right in head like I am. They attack you on sight. Ghouls too. They crazy. |
| DavisonOtherOption | Your ghoul friends have to wait until you find what Antler brought us to get. |
| DavisonOtherOption | No trouble wanted? Too bad. Trouble finds you! |
| DavisonOtherOption | You come here for a reason, human! Antler say so! |
| DavisonOtherOption | You do as Antler says, or you feel Antler's horns! |
| DavisonStealthBoysAgree | What you saying, human? |
| DavisonStealthBoysAgree | Yes, Antler says we leave here as soon as we get Stealth Boys. |
| DavisonStealthBoysAgree | Let me give you key. Antler had me lock the door. The ghoul inside not expecting a human. Maybe he don't shoot you. Maybe he will. |
| DavisonStealthBoysAgree | Yes, Antler says we leave here as soon as we get Stealth Boys. |
| DavisonStealthBoysAgree | Let me give you key. Antler had me lock the door. The ghoul inside not expecting a human. Maybe he don't shoot you. Maybe he will. |
| DavisonWhoAreYou | Me? I am devoted to Antler. But before Antler? Hmm... |
| DavisonWhoAreYou | Captain, once. Last name, Davison. First name... don't remember. |
| DavisonWhoAreYou | I commanded a troop of Nightkin. The Master's elite. A great honor, very proud. |
| DavisonWhoAreYou | Something happened. We wandered the desert. Life without Master was... hard. The others' minds going strange, going crazy. |
| DavisonWhoAreYou | But then I found us new master. I find us Antler! |
| DavisonWhoAreYou | Since then, everything's been going really well. |
| DavisonWhoIsAntler | Who is Antler? WHO IS ANTLER? |
| DavisonWhoIsAntler | Antler, the human asks about you! What do I tell it? All right. |
| DavisonWhoIsAntler | All right... Yes, yes, of course. |
| DavisonWhoIsAntler | Who Antler is, not important to you. Antler wants that you deal with me. |
| DavisonWhoIsAntler | Cut it out, human. Serious. Final warning. |
| DavisonWhoIsAntler | You did it now! Antler's horns stabbing! Antler MAD! |
| Death | Gaaah! |
| Death | Aaaah! |
| Death | Urgh! |
| Death | Gaaah! |
| Death | Aaaah! |
| Death | Urgh! |
| Death | Gaaah! |
| Death | Urgh! |
| Death | Aaaah! |
| Death | {dying}See you soon. |
| Death | {dying}I'll do better next time, promise! |
| Death | {dying}Back to the drawing board! |
| Death | {dying}Gosh darn it! |
| Death | {dying}This is my fault! |
| Death | |
| Death | |
| Death | |
| Death | {Tabitha voice}I... am... supreme... |
| Death | {Death sound 1 - scream} |
| Death | {Death sound 2 - grunt} |
| Death | {Death sound 3 - gurgle} |
| Death | Not... like this... |
| Death | No... |
| Death | Uh... |
| Death | {Death sound 1} |
| Death | {Death sound 2} |
| Death | {Death sound 3} |
| Death | Stupid... |
| Death | Gah... |
| Death | Not... done... |
| Death | Not... unh... |
| Death | Aaaaaaaaaaaaahh! |
| Death | Aaarrrggggghh! |
| Death | Gaaah! |
| Death | Urgh! |
| Death | Aaaah! |
| Death | {Death Noise 1} |
| Death | {Death Noise 2} |
| Death | {Death Noise 3} |
| Death | {Death Noise 2} |
| Death | {Death Noise 1} |
| Death | {Death Noise 3} |
| Death | {Death Noise 2} |
| Death | {Death Noise 3} |
| Death | {Death Noise 1} |
| Death | {Death Noise 2} |
| Death | {Death Noise 3} |
| Death | {ED-E Death Sound} |
| Death | {Death sound} |
| Death | {Death sound} |
| Death | {Death sound} |
| Death | {death grunt} |
| Death | Got me... |
| Death | Damn... it... |
| Death | {Death sound 1} |
| Death | {Death sound 2} |
| Death | {Death sound 3} |
| Death | Ahh... |
| Death | Ahhh! |
| Death | Ehahugh |
| Death | Ahhhhh! |
| Death | Gahulgh! |
| Death | Ahh! |
| Death | Ahhh... |
| Death | Ahhhhh! |
| Death | Yeragh! |
| Death | Ugh! |
| Death | Ahhhh... |
| Death | Ough! |
| Death | Antler... I have failed you. |
| Death | Systems failu-- |
| Death | Primary systems offline. |
| Death | Warning! Warn-- |
| Death | Oh no. |
| Death | I'll miss you. |
| Death | What are you-- |
| Death | Failure state. |
| Death | Unable to contin... |
| Death | Multiple failures de-- |
| Death | Oh, I say. |
| Death | It's all going dark... |
| Death | So that's it then? |
| Death | Tell my mama I've done my best. |
| Death | Pin my medals upon my chest. |
| Death | Box me up and ship me home. |
| Death | Bzzzt. |
| Death | Bzzzt. |
| Death | Bzzzt. |
| Death | Gaaah! |
| Death | Gaaah! |
| Death | Urgh! |
| Death | Aaaah! |
| Death | Aaaah! |
| DeathResponse | They killed him! |
| DeathResponse | They killed her! |
| DeathResponse | Look out! |
| DeathResponse | We'll get 'em. |
| DeathResponse | Flank 'em! |
| DeathResponse | Man down! |
| DeathResponse | Rest in peace, Brother. |
| DeathResponse | You will be avenged, Brother. |
| DeathResponse | Damn it! |
| DeathResponse | Man down! |
| DeathResponse | I'm going to{gonna} blow you to pieces. |
| DeathResponse | Stupid shit. |
| DeathResponse | Oh yeah! That means more for me. |
| DeathResponse | Let's rock. |
| DeathResponse | I'm going to make you bleed. |
| DeathResponse | Alright, its on now! |
| DeathResponse | Keep fighting! |
| DeathResponse | Press on! |
| DeathResponse | Die, Profligate! |
| DeathResponse | Death to the Legion's enemies! |
| DeathResponse | For {KAI-zar}Caesar! |
| DeathResponse | Darn it... |
| DeathResponse | What a waste... |
| DeathResponse | Meaner than a rattlesnake, ain't ya? |
| DeathResponse | Goldurnit! |
| DeathResponse | Damn it to hell! |
| DeathResponse | You'll pay for that! |
| DeathResponse | Damn... |
| DeathResponse | Shame... |
| DeathResponse | Goddamn it! |
| DeathResponse | Blast it! |
| DeathResponse | God dammit... |
| DeathResponse | You'll pay for that... |
| DeathResponse | You'll pay for that! |
| DeathResponse | Fucker! |
| DeathResponse | We've got a man down here! |
| DeathResponse | Man down! |
| DeathResponse | Engaging! |
| DeathResponse | Go, go, go! |
| DeathResponse | Damn, there goes a big earner. |
| DeathResponse | Fuck, that's not good. |
| DeathResponse | I'm gonna kick your ass. |
| DeathResponse | Time to die, Outsider! |
| DeathResponse | You wanna piece of this? |
| DeathResponse | Let's get this goin'. |
| DeathResponse | Partner unit disabled. |
| DeathResponse | Destruction of law officers is a capital offense. |
| DeathResponse | You bastard! |
| DeathResponse | I'll kill you for that! |
| DeathResponse | No! |
| DeathResponse | Made me mad now! |
| DeathResponse | Try killing {stressed}me! |
| DeathResponse | You die next! |
| DeathResponse | Now you've gone and done it. |
| DeathResponse | Man down! |
| DeathResponse | You'll pay for that! |
| DeathResponse | Press on! |
| DeathResponse | Keep fighting! |
| DeathResponse | You'll pay for that! |
| DeathResponse | Bastard! |
| DeathResponse | Think you can take me down too? |
| DeathResponse | Hm. |
| DeathResponse | {Angry}Hey! |
| DeathResponse | Ah, hell. |
| DeathResponse | Dammit! |
| DeathResponse | {grimly: eht een ahr-kay-dee-ah eh-goh, I too was an Arcadian."}Et in Arcadia ego." |
| DeathResponse | {surprised}Oh! {sad}Dammit. |
| DeathResponse | Well, crap. |
| DeathResponse | Damn! |
| DeathResponse | {Quiet}Their trouble's all gone. |
| DeathResponse | Gone to their reward. |
| DeathResponse | {Warning}Running out of friends... |
| DeathResponse | One of ours is down! |
| DeathResponse | Wake up, sleepyhead! {Uncertain, doesn't realize the person is dead}Wake up? ...Please? |
| DeathResponse | Oh, no! {Gramma's}Grandma's little pumpkin! Rraaaargh! |
| DeathResponse | This can't be happening! |
| DeathResponse | Please no! |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic000 | I know I'm not young and pretty any more, but I appreciate the thought all the same. {grinning}Here, take the parts, you flatterer. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic001 | The way I heard it, the Brotherhood of Steel ran the place before the NCR took it away from them. I'm not sure who started shooting first. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic001 | But, when it was over, the Brotherhood, with all their fancy armor and weapons, was on the run. Nobody's heard from them since. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic002 | All right, then. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic004 | Take care, now. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic005 | Happy to do it. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic006 | Sure thing. Let me have a look. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic007 | Doctor Henry? Now there's a name I haven't heard in years. Hard to believe he's still alive. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic007 | As for your request, it's, uh, a bit ghoulish if you ask me, but Rey is pretty old and I'll probably have to put him down soon enough. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic007 | As for the price for this favor, 700 caps sounds about right. Rey's like family, and I've got other dogs to take care of. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic008 | Certainly did. Hubby and me had an old rad meter to help us tell the difference between what you could salvage and what'd kill you. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic008 | I kept a glowing container from REPCONN around here for years serving no better purpose than a nightlight. Damn thing wouldn't sell. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic008 | Then along comes the most peculiar-looking fellow, all decked out in a yellow radiation suit, of which he was proud all out of proportion. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic008 | The man outright asked if I had anything radioactive for sale - imagine that! But he paid handsome for that jar of goop. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic008 | Only saw him that once. He said something about heading over to Clark Field to put his suit through its paces. A strange one, he was... |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic009 | As it so happens, I do have some thrust modules, but they're expensive. 500 caps worth of expensive. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic010 | Still got them. 250 caps and they're yours. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic010 | Still got them. 500 caps and they're yours. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic011 | Sometimes it seems like I spent the better portion of my youth in that old wreck of a building. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic011 | Me and my hubby, may the man rest in peace, used to scavenge there. If it weren't bolted down, you can bet we took it and sold it. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic011 | A lot of the scrap you see around here is from REPCONN, even my favorite chair. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic013 | [SUCCEEDED] Eh, fair enough. It's not like anyone's ever wanted to buy them before. 250 caps it is. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic013 | [FAILED] Oh, I don't know about that. Lots of folks travel by on their way to New Vegas. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic014 | [SUCCEEDED] Ha! Yes, you are quite the smoothtalker. What the hell - 250 it is. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic014 | [FAILED] Oh, you're charming in your own way, I suppose. Not budging on the price for those parts, though. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic015 | Pleasure doing business with you. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic017 | Okay. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic018 | A pleasure doing business with you. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic019 | Well, I'll give you a hint - they used to just call me Gibson. I hope you can figure out the rest. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic019 | I don't mind, to be honest. Living long is a real accomplishment these days. Remains to be seen if I end up dying peaceful in my bed. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic020 | No worries. I'll hold onto those parts for you. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic023 | {to a dog}Here, Rey! Mama's got something for you. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic024 | [SUCCEEDED] Fair enough. {to a dog}Here, Rey! Mama's got something for you. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic024 | [FAILED] I happen to disagree. 700 caps, and that's my one and only offer. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic025 | All right, then. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic026 | Like I said before, give me 700 caps and Rey's brain is yours. |
| DialogueOldLadyGibsonOldLadyGibsonTopic027 | He and I had joined up with the same caravan. Add in a lot of whiskey, and, well, let's just say we got to know each other. |
| DianeCaesar | Don't worry, Jack and I have talked it over. We'll talk up the idea of breaking the alliance. |
| DianeCaesar | Anders got back a little while before you did, he told me what happened. If that's how the Legion treats my people, I don't want any part of them. |
| DianeCaesar | Hey, it's not like I'm super-attached to working with Caesar or anything, but if it'll stop his patrols from harassing my runners, I'm all for it. |
| DianeWork | I don't have any compelling reason to trust you, given your behavior. So no, I'm not really inclined to give you a job. |
| DianeWork | {Thoughtful}Hmm... you look like you could handle yourself in a fix. All right, I'll tell you what. Anders, one of my best runners, is overdue to report back. |
| DianeWork | If you can find out what happened to him, I'll give you some real work. |
| DianeWork | Great! Here's your payment. |
| DianeWork | And you didn't even get skinned alive. I'm impressed. Here's your payment. |
| DianeWork | Like I said, find Anders first, then we'll see about trusting you with more work. |
| DianeWork | Yeah, you did good finding him. Okay, if you want a little work, I think I can find you something. |
| DianeWork | Okay, if you want a little work, I think I can find you something. |
| DianeWork | Not right at the moment, but you could talk to Jack - he's always looking for new recipes. |
| DianeWork | Ordinarily I would, but it seems like all our clients have ended up dead. You could talk to Jack - he's always looking for new recipes. |
| DianeWork | Diane handles most of the transactional elements of this little enterprise, but I'm always in the market for new recipes if you've got the spark. |
| DoctorAddiction | Maybe you are and maybe you aren't, but I don't give my help to enemies of the NCR. Maybe you can find a raider medic" to fix you up." |
| DoctorAddiction | Hey, pipe down. We can't talk about that here, out in the open. |
| DoctorAddiction | Oh, you mean you want a cure. Oh. |
| DoctorAddiction | If you've seen half the things I've seen out in the Wasteland, I can't say I blame you. I might be able to help with that. |
| DoctorAddiction | Well, then, take two shots of whiskey and call me in the morning. Heh heh, little doctor humor. Okay, let's have a look. |
| DoctorAddiction | I can't say that's something I treat all the time, but I should have something to help you through it. |
| DoctorAddiction | Sure. I can help you out. |
| DoctorAddictionNO | Suit yourself. But you'll find out that your habit will cost you more than that in the end. |
| DoctorAddictionNO | Suit yourself. But you'll find out that your habit will cost you more than that in the end. |
| DoctorAddictionNO | Suit yourself. But you'll find out that your habit will cost you more than that in the end. |
| DoctorAddictionNO | If that doesn't work, you could always try using some chems. |
| DoctorAddictionNO | Suits me - I've got plenty of other patients to take care of. |
| DoctorAddictionNO | Heh. Good luck with that. Just try to remember the Cazadores crawling out of your skin aren't real. |
| DoctorAddictionNO | But on the off chance they are, come back and see me. |
| DoctorAddictionNO | You're making a mistake, but that's just my opinion. What do I know, after all? I've only studied medicine my entire life. |
| DoctorAddictionNO | Suit yourself. |
| DoctorAddictionYES | Okay, there you are. The convulsions should stop in the next one to twelve weeks. If they don't, try holding on to something that's very still. |
| DoctorAddictionYES | All right, there you go. And don't complain about the taste. |
| DoctorAddictionYES | And there we go. Now, try to stay off the stuff, you hear? |
| DoctorAddictionYES | Why didn't you say so? No problem. I'll give you my free cure. Here, lean in. It's a special doctor secret. |
| DoctorAddictionYES | Stop doing chems! |
| DoctorAddictionYES | Hey, I'd love to help you out of the goodness of my heart, but I have an awful lot of patients to consider. |
| DoctorAddictionYES | There, that's got it. Do be so eager to sample dangerous substances in the future, okay? |
| DoctorAddictionYES | Sorry, my supplies are rather limited, and we can only get more by trading. Which requires money. Money you don't have. Come back when you have some. |
| DoctorAddictionYES | Okay... all done. |
| DoctorAddictionYES | Come back when you actually have the money, you damn junkie. |
| DoctorAddictionYES | Okay. Hold still. I don't want to make this any more painful than it already is. |
| DoctorHenryToCalamity01 | How are those readings looking, Calamity? |
| DoctorHenryToLily01 | All right, power on the Stealth Boy, Lily. |
| DoctorHenryToLily02 | Interesting. Try thinking aggressive thoughts now. Think about smashing a Radscorpion. |
| DoctorHenryToLily03 | All right, we're done here. Go ahead and power the Stealth Boy down, Lily. |
| DoctorHenryToLily04 | I'll get back to you on that in a moment. Once I've analyzed the results - uh, oh. |
| DoctorMedical | Don't think because I'm a Ghoul, I'm stupid. You're fine. |
| DoctorMedical | Is this a trick question? I don't even see a scratch on you. |
| DoctorMedical | Injured... ha! This is just a nick. If you can't tough it out and you want to be fixed up it'll cost you 50 caps. |
| DoctorMedical | I don't see anything wrong with you. |
| DoctorMedical | Maybe you are and maybe you aren't, but I don't give my help to enemies of the NCR. Maybe you can find a raider medic" to fix you up." |
| DoctorMedical | Let me take a look. {Beat}Really? That's it? You've got a few scrapes and a hangnail. Come back when you're really hurt. |
| DoctorMedical | You got to be kidding me. You're fine - this is just a ploy to get a free sucker, isn't it? |
| DoctorMedical | Let's see... Physically, you're fine. Emotionally... well, I'm not the right kind of doctor for that. |
| DoctorMedical | I don't see nothing wrong with you. |
| DoctorMedical | That's not the worst injury I've seen - hell, it's not even the worst this week. I think we can patch you up. |
| DoctorMedical | This doesn't look too bad. We'll have you good as new in no time. |
| DoctorMedical | That's not so bad. I'll have you looking good as new. I mean, what are the chances of me botching another routine procedure in the same day? |
| DoctorMedical | Don't look like nothing too serious. Lemme patch you up. |
| DoctorMedical | Unless you dipped that in cheese fondue, I'd say it's infected. Let me fix that up for you. |
| DoctorMedical | Sure. I can help you out. |
| DoctorMedical | Yeah, that's looking pretty bad. I think we can do something about it though - just a minute. |
| DoctorMedical | Damn, that's got to hurt. Okay, hold still, it's gonna get worse before it gets better. |
| DoctorMedical | Jesus, I don't think that's supposed to just dangle like that. And what the hell is that thing there? |
| DoctorMedical | It's gonna be expensive. Try not to speak. Just nod yes or no. |
| DoctorMedical | Holy God, what battlefield did you just crawl off of? I'm going to be honest, this is kind of out of my league, but I'll do what I can. |
| DoctorMedical | I wasn't going to say anything, but when you walked in here I thought you were a ghoul. We better get to work on this quick. |
| DoctorMedical | This? This is nothing. You should see some of the wounds I've seen paladins come back with. |
| DoctorMedical | That's not so bad. I should be able to treat you rather quickly. |
| DoctorMedical | By Steel, I haven't seen wounds like these since HELIOS. I've got to get you treated quickly. |
| DoctorMedical | I'm sorry, but is that supposed to be a joke? There's nothing wrong with you. I can tell just by looking. |
| DoctorMedical | I'd hesitate to even call this a wound, but if you insist. 50 caps should cover my expenses. |
| DoctorMedical | Yeah, you could do with some work. It'll set you back 75 caps, but well worth it. |
| DoctorMedical | This is pretty bad, but I've seen worse. Still, it's going to cost 75 caps to get you back on your feet. |
| DoctorMedical | Yeah, you look almost as bad as I do. Of course, I'm supposed to look this way and you aren't. 100 caps will do it for my expenses. |
| DoctorMedical | Did you get the number of that Brahmin that trampled you? Sheesh! If you want me to stitch you back together, it'll be 100 caps. |
| DoctorMedical | I don't see anything wrong with you. |
| DoctorMedical | Sure, I could patch you up. Nothing too serious. I don't work for free though. |
| DoctorMedical | Sure, I could patch you up. Nothing too serious. I don't work for free though. |
| DoctorMedical | You're right. You do need a doctor. Lucky I happened along. But first let's discuss my fee... |
| DoctorMedical | You're not kidding. You're in bad shape, friend. I'd be happy to fix you up... for a reasonable fee. |
| DoctorMedical33YES | All right, I'll just get my scalpel here, and... ugh. Did I leave that sitting outside? Well, you know what? Free tetanus shot! |
| DoctorMedical33YES | Okay. Hold still. |
| DoctorMedical33YES | Okay, that's about the best I can do. Try not to get hurt that bad again, it's not like I've got an endless supply of bandages. |
| DoctorMedical33YES | All right, just hold steady. Want a shot of whiskey to calm your nerves? Mind if I have one? Heh heh, little doctor humor there. |
| DoctorMedical33YES | Darn it! That money was going to help pay to get me some medical training. |
| DoctorMedical33YES | Well, come back when you do. I'll be here. |
| DoctorMedical33YES | Then I'm sorry, but I don't have any treatment for you. My priority is helping the refugees here at this camp. |
| DoctorMedical33YES | Then I can't help you much. Now, maybe if you enlisted.... |
| DoctorMedical33YES | This might take a while. Close your eyes and try to relax, and we'll begin. |
| DoctorMedical33YES | I'm afraid protocol prevents me from treating you then. |
| DoctorMedical33YES | This won't hurt a bit. Nah, just kidding. It will probably hurt a lot. Hold still. |
| DoctorMedical33YES | This won't hurt a bit. Nah, just kidding. It will probably hurt a lot. Hold still. |
| DoctorMedical33YES | For crying out loud. Get out of my face then. |
| DoctorMedical66YES | All right, I'll just get my scalpel here, and... ugh. Did I leave that sitting outside? Well, you know what? Free tetanus shot! |
| DoctorMedical66YES | Okay. Hold still. |
| DoctorMedical66YES | Darn it! That money was going to help pay to get me some medical training. |
| DoctorMedical66YES | Well, come back when you do. I'll be here. |
| DoctorMedical66YES | Okay, that's about the best I can do. Try not to get hurt that bad again, it's not like I've got an endless supply of bandages. |
| DoctorMedical66YES | Then I'm sorry, but I don't have any treatment for you. My priority is helping the refugees here at this camp. |
| DoctorMedical66YES | All right, just hold steady. Want a shot of whiskey to calm your nerves? Mind if I have one? Heh heh, little doctor humor there. |
| DoctorMedical66YES | Then I can't help you much. Now, maybe if you enlisted.... |
| DoctorMedical66YES | This shouldn't take too long. Just close your eyes and relax. |
| DoctorMedical66YES | I'm afraid protocol prevents me from treating you then. |
| DoctorMedical66YES | This won't hurt a bit. Nah, just kidding. It will probably hurt a lot. Hold still. |
| DoctorMedical66YES | This won't hurt a bit. Nah, just kidding. It will probably hurt a lot. Hold still. |
| DoctorMedical66YES | For crying out loud. Get out of my face then. |
| DoctorMedical99YES | All right, I'll just get my scalpel here, and... ugh. Did I leave that sitting outside? Well, you know what? Free tetanus shot! |
| DoctorMedical99YES | Okay. Hold still. |
| DoctorMedical99YES | Darn it! That money was going to help pay to get me some medical training. |
| DoctorMedical99YES | Well, come back when you do. I'll be here. |
| DoctorMedical99YES | Okay, that's about the best I can do. Try not to get hurt that bad again, it's not like I've got an endless supply of bandages. |
| DoctorMedical99YES | Then I'm sorry, but I don't have any treatment for you. My priority is helping the refugees here at this camp. |
| DoctorMedical99YES | All right, just hold steady. Want a shot of whiskey to calm your nerves? Mind if I have one? Heh heh, little doctor humor there. |
| DoctorMedical99YES | Then I can't help you much. Now, maybe if you enlisted.... |
| DoctorMedical99YES | This shouldn't take too long. Just close your eyes and try to relax. |
| DoctorMedical99YES | I'm afraid protocol prevents me from treating you then. |
| DoctorMedical99YES | This won't hurt a bit. Nah, just kidding. It will probably hurt a lot. Hold still. |
| DoctorMedical99YES | This won't hurt a bit. Nah, just kidding. It will probably hurt a lot. Hold still. |
| DoctorMedical99YES | For crying out loud. Get out of my face then. |
| DoctorMedicalContNO | Glad to be able to help. |
| DoctorMedicalContYES | Yeah? What is it? |
| DoctorMedicalNO | Sometimes ignoring something is the best medicine. |
| DoctorMedicalNO | Suit yourself. |
| DoctorMedicalNO | Swing back by if you change your mind. I'll see what I can do for you. |
| DoctorMedicalNO | You want to play tough guy, that's no skin off my nose. |
| DoctorMedicalNO | You want to play tough gal, that's no skin off my nose. |
| DoctorMedicalNO | Not my clinical opinion, but so be it. |
| DoctorMedicalNO | Suit yourself. |
| DoctorMedicalSpeech | Well... I guess I could make an exception. 50 caps -- but that's my final offer. |
| DoctorMedicalSpeech | All right. But don't let it get around, or I'll have every dirty waster begging me for help. |
| DoctorMedicalSpeech | Fine. 100 it is. But don't think this makes us friends. This is a special, one-time offer, understand? |
| DoctorRadiation | Sure can. Quick and easy. |
| DoctorRadiation | I don't give my help to enemies of the NCR. Maybe you can find a raider medic" to fix you up." |
| DoctorRadiation | Are you sure? You won't be able to read in the dark as well. |
| DoctorRadiation | Sure. I can help you out. |
| DoctorRadiation | Well, one thing we do have is a good supply of Rad-Away. Sure, I can help you with that. |
| DoctorRadiation | No, sorry, we're totally unprepared to deal with radiation sickness. |
| DoctorRadiation | Ha ha, just kidding, of course I can! |
| DoctorRadiation | We always make sure to keep an ample supply of Rad-Away. Most of us haven't had the exposure outsiders like you take for granted. |
| DoctorRadiationNO | In that case, stand just like that for a second. I want to make some toast. |
| DoctorRadiationNO | Suit yourself. |
| DoctorRadiationNO | All right, but don't blame me if you end up sterile. |
| DoctorRadiationNO | Whatever you say. Hey, is that a little patch of ghoul rot on your cheek there? |
| DoctorRadiationNO | Suit yourself. I'm sure there are ghouls and other mutants who once said the same thing. |
| DoctorRadiationNO | If that's the way you want it, it's all the same to me. |
| DoctorRadiationYES | Okay. And remember, if this doesn't help, try taking a bath in tomato juice. |
| DoctorRadiationYES | Okay... all done. |
| DoctorRadiationYES | Just stand still and try to ignore the tingling. |
| DoctorRadiationYES | This might tickle a little. Or it might cause searing, agonizing pain to shoot through your body. You never know. |
| DoctorRadiationYES | I bet you could make some of the money letting people work on their tans next to you. |
| DoctorRadiationYES | Well, come back when you do. I'll be here. |
| DoctorRadiationYES | Well, if you scrounge it up, the help is here waiting for you. |
| DoctorRadiationYES | Then I can't help you much. Now, maybe if you enlisted.... |
| DoctorRadiationYES | Here we go. You'll be rad-free in no time. |
| DoctorRadiationYES | Then I can't help, sorry. Just following protocol. |
| DoctorRadiationYES | Then I can't help you. Sorry. |
| DoctorRadiationYES | And a quick shot... all done. |
| DoctorSupplies | I guess I can spare a few things. |
| DoctorSupplies | I don't give my help to enemies of the NCR. Maybe you can find a raider medic" to fix you up." |
| DoctorSupplies | Yeah, and I need {emph}sterile medical supplies. But let's see what I have with me. |
| DoctorSupplies | Sure. |
| DoctorSupplies | I'd love to help you out, but I'm pretty strapped here as it is. I really don't have anything to sell you. |
| DoctorSupplies | Hmm... well, I am better set for supplies now that you helped me out. I guess I can part with some of them. |
| DoctorSupplies | Here's what I've got. |
| DoctorSupplies | I suppose I have a few things around that I can spare. |
| DustyMcBrideHowsBusiness | You must mean what's left of it. Somebody's been attacking our animals at night. We're down to less than half of what we had a few weeks back. |
| DustyMcBrideLookAtWhoDidIt | Beg your pardon mister, but them two-headed beeves ain't worth getting shot over. |
| DustyMcBrideLookAtWhoDidIt | Not to mention what would happen if half of what No-bark says is true. |
| DustyMcBrideLookAtWhoDidIt | Best we can hope is that whoever's doing this'll move on, or get tired of it. I just hope it happens while we still got animals left. |
| DustyMcBrideLookAtWhoDidIt | Whoever it is, I don't think they're from around town. Seems like they've taken to shooting from the west side. |
| DustyMcBrideLookAtWhoDidIt | Beg your pardon ma'am, but them two-headed beeves ain't worth getting shot over. |
| DustyMcBrideLookAtWhoDidIt | Not to mention what would happen if half of what No-bark says is true. |
| DustyMcBrideLookAtWhoDidIt | Best we can hope is that whoever's doing this'll move on, or get tired of it. I just hope it happens while we still got animals left. |
| DustyMcBrideLookAtWhoDidIt | Whoever it is, I don't think they're from around town. Seems like they're usually shooting from the west side. |
| DustyMcBrideLosingLivestock | Losing don't describe it. It's a massacre. Few more days and there won't be nothing left to lose. |
| DustyMcBrideNoOneWillAttack | Well I don't know how you done it, but I do know how I can thank you. Please take this, compliments of Alice and myself. |
| DustyMcBrideNoOneWillAttack | And help yourself to anything in that freezer over yonder. We got more steaks in there than we'd be able to eat in a year. |
| DustyMcBrideNoOneWillAttack | Well we surely appreciate for what you done for us. Even without our stock, just having peace of mind means the world to us. |
| DustyMcBrideNoOneWillAttack | Take this, compliments of Alice and myself. We'd give you more if we could, knowing you risked your neck for us. |
| DustyMcBrideNotDoneYet | Well don't worry yourself too much over it. We'll get by. |
| DustyMcBrideSeeIfICanHelp | We'd be grateful. Especially if you find 'em before they get my whole stock. But don't go getting yourself killed over it. |
| DustyMcBrideSeeIfICanHelp | Alice and I'll find a way to make do. Always have. |
| DustyMcBrideTellMeWhatYouKnow | Every night around midnight Alice and I'll wake up to some crazy hollering and gun shots. You'd think the world was ending all over again. |
| DustyMcBrideTellMeWhatYouKnow | But it's just one animal each night. They don't take it or carve it up or nothing. Just leave it there, all full of holes. |
| DustyMcBrideTellMeWhatYouKnow | Well, it's the strangest thing. Last time it happened I could swear I heard someone cry out for help. Sounded like a big fella. |
| DustyMcBrideTellMeWhatYouKnow | But when we finally got up the gumption to go look outside all we found was our cattle. And I know what they sound like when they get upset. |
| DustyMcBrideTellMeWhatYouKnow | I can't imagine what went on. Dusty can probably tell you more about it. |
| DustyMcBrideWhatDoYouDo | Oh, I tend to my ranch, that's about it. Alice'll tell you. I don't get out a whole lot. |
| EDEContinueLog1 | Eyebot Duraframe Subject E is both the prototype, and the last functional model in this test group. |
| EDEContinueLog1 | I was prepared to make several significant upgrades to the machines. |
| EDEContinueLog1 | However, as the project was canceled and all Duraframe assets are being diverted to Hellfire Armor, I am sending this model to the Navarro outpost. |
| EDEEndLog | |
| EDEFoundTopic | Hold up there, that looks like Enclave tech. Take that over to Knight Lorenzo if you get a moment, he may be able to get some information out of it. |
| EDELog1 | Subject E: Diagnosis complete. Begin Recording. |
| EDELog1 | My name is Whitley. I'm a researcher at Adams Air Force base. Until recently I was in charge of the Duraframe reinforcement project for the combat model Eyebots. |
| EDELog2 | Download Complete. Begin Recording. |
| EDELog2 | Navarro outpost scientists, I am glad that ED-E has reached you. You will find several databanks of information on this machine. |
| EDERadioConversation | Uh... Hello? Hi. Are you there? Oh, right. You can't respond.{Pause} Listen, I'm using your robot as a relay to get this message to you. |
| EDERadioConversation | I've picked up some unusual chatter regarding your robot. It seems that it has some information that we could use. Oh wait, where are my manners? |
| EDERadioConversation | This is Lorenzo, a Knight with the Brotherhood of Steel. We'd be very interested in examining your tech. |
| EDERadioConversation | Whenever you get a chance, can you bring your robot back to Hidden Valley so I can take a look at it? |
| EDERadioConversation | Hi, sorry to break in, he sounded truly riveting. I don't want to keep you much longer, but I'd like to make a counter suggestion. |
| EDERadioConversation | I'm with the Followers of the Apocalypse. We are much more liberal about the sharing of technology than those Brotherhood...{pause} People. |
| EDERadioConversation | Bring your robot to us, we'll see that whatever information it may have on it is used for the greater good. |
| EDERadioConversation2 | Uh... Hello? Hi. Are you there? Oh, right. You can't respond.{Pause} Listen, I'm using your robot as a relay to get this message to you. |
| EDERadioConversation2 | I've picked up some unusual chatter regarding your robot. It seems that it has some information that we could use. Oh wait, where are my manners? |
| EDERadioConversation2 | This is Lorenzo, a Knight with the Brotherhood of Steel. We'd be very interested in examining your tech. |
| EDERadioConversation2 | Could you bring your robot to one of our patrols so they can examine it? I'll have the robot mark the location on your map. |
| EDERadioConversation3 | Hi there, my name is April Martimer. I monitored a communication earlier between you and someone with the Brotherhood of Steel. |
| EDERadioConversation3 | I'm with the Followers of the Apocalypse. We are much more liberal about the sharing of technology than those Brotherhood...{pause} People. |
| EDERadioConversation3 | Bring your robot to us, we'll see that whatever information it may have on it is used for the greater good. |
| EDERadioConversation4 | Hi there, my name is April Martimer. I've heard through various channels that you have some... curious robot with you. |
| EDERadioConversation4 | I'm with the Followers of the Apocalypse, we'd love to have the opportunity to examine the technology on that machine. |
| EDERadioConversation4 | We'll make sure whatever information we find is used for the greater good - and who knows, I may be able to give it some kind of upgrade for you. |
| EDEStatic | |
| EDETopicTest | Oh, well if you change your mind let me know. I have some parts here I can use to upgrade his armor if you leave it with me for a bit. |
| EzekielGreatKhans | Oh my, yes! They're a fascinating tribe with a long and, unfortunately, tragic history. |
| EzekielGreatKhans | Their original incarnation, much farther out west, was almost completely wiped out by one of those itinerant heroes so common in the post-War years. |
| EzekielGreatKhans | Then of course the New Khans" suffered a similar fate |
| FiendBadShit1 | Where'd you get it from? |
| FiendBadShit1 | Fuck! I did too. I'm not doing well. |
| FiendBadShit2 | I don't know. If you can't trust dealers, who can you trust? |
| FiendBadShit2 | I got it from my buddy. I think he made it himself. |
| FiendCookCookGrief | No! Queenie! Hahahaha! I'm going to burn the world for you, Queenie! |
| FiendGotAnyJet1 | All I have is Psycho. |
| FiendGotAnyJet1 | Nope, not for you at least. |
| FiendGotAnyJet2 | Lying bitch. |
| FiendGotAnyJet2 | Fuck, I need a fix. |
| FiendMoreChems1 | I got some to last me a little bit I think. |
| FiendMoreChems1 | Yeah, me too. Gonna have to go hit the boss for a fix soon. |
| FiendMoreChems2 | I gave my last hit of Psycho to this hot little chick last night. |
| FiendMoreChems2 | Motor-Runner told me he was going to pick up some more when the Khans come back through. |
| FiendMotorRunner1 | Damn, are you serious? He was one tough son of a bitch. |
| FiendMotorRunner1 | Good, I hated that fucker. |
| FiendMotorRunner2 | Yeah. Can't say I'm sad to hear he's gone. I should take over. |
| FiendMotorRunner2 | Must have been some NCR. I know they've been gunning for him. |
| FiendNeedAFix1 | I can't help you. |
| FiendNeedAFix1 | You and me both. |
| FiendNeedAFix2 | Damn, I gotta find some shit. |
| FiendOuttaMyFace | Sorry. I'm moving. |
| FiendOuttaMyFace | I didn't say anything. |
| FiendShakes1 | Yeah, you don't look too good. |
| FiendShakes1 | Me too. I think I need a fix. |
| FiendShakes2 | I don't feel right. My head is fucking with me. |
| FiendShakes2 | Shit. I gotta go find something to take the edge off. |
| FiendWhatLooking1 | I'm not looking at anything. |
| FiendWhatLooking1 | I'm looking at you. |
| FiendWhatLooking2 | Get the fuck out of may way. |
| FiendWhatLooking2 | Well keep moving. |
| FireExplosive | Get down! |
| FireExplosive | Incoming! |
| FireExplosive | Frag out! |
| FireExplosive | Fire in the hole! |
| FireExplosive | Let's see you handle this! |
| FireExplosive | Fire in the hole! |
| FireExplosive | Suppressing fire! |
| FireExplosive | Eat shrapnel, bitch. |
| FireExplosive | I'm going to{gonna} blow you to pieces. |
| FireExplosive | {throwing grenade}Explosive, brothers! |
| FireExplosive | {throwing grenade}Look out, brothers! |
| FireExplosive | Oh yeah, now it's on. |
| FireExplosive | 3, 2, 1, contact! |
| FireExplosive | Fire in the hole! |
| FireExplosive | You got a deathwish? |
| FireExplosive | You want to rock? Let's rock. |
| FireExplosive | Incoming! |
| FireExplosive | Get down! |
| FireExplosive | Deploying grenades. |
| FireExplosive | Firing grenades. |
| FireExplosive | {Rhonda voice}This one's for all my listeners! |
| FireExplosive | Special delivery! |
| FireExplosive | {Yelling at end}From me, to you! |
| FireExplosive | Think you can handle this? |
| FireExplosive | Have one on me! |
| FireExplosive | Here, catch! |
| FireExplosive | Boom! Ha ha ha ha! |
| FireExplosive | Incoming! |
| FireExplosive | {throwing grenade}Look out, brothers! |
| FireExplosive | {throwing grenade}Explosive, brothers! |
| FireExplosive | Get down! |
| FireExplosive | Catch! |
| FireExplosive | Here, on me! |
| FireExplosive | {Grunt as you throw grenade} |
| FireExplosive | {Snarl as you throw grenade} |
| FireExplosive | Get down! |
| FireExplosive | Fire in the hole! |
| FireExplosive | Look out! |
| FireExplosive | It's gonna blow! |
| FireExplosive | Mind the explosion! |
| FireExplosive | Might want to watch the explosives, boss! |
| FireExplosive | Duck and cover! |
| FireExplosive | Fuse lit! |
| FireExplosive | About to get loud! |
| FireExplosive | This is going to be loud, sweetie! |
| FireExplosive | Cover your eyes, pumpkin, or you'll go blind! |
| FireExplosive | Get outta the way! |
| FireExplosive | Look out! |
| FireExplosive | Hooo! |
| FireExplosive | Hurah... |
| FireExplosive | Fire in the hole! |
| FireExplosive | Down! |
| FireExplosive | Heh heh! |
| FireExplosive | Watch this! |
| FireExplosive | Hit the dirt! |
| FireExplosive | Get the hell down! |
| FireExplosive | Catch! |
| FireExplosive | Here, take this! |
| FireExplosive | Fire in the hole! |
| FireExplosive | Eat this! |
| FireExplosive | Um, Um. Gary!? |
| Flee | I'm out of here! |
| Flee | This is hopeless! |
| Flee | Help! |
| Flee | Retreat! |
| Flee | Fall back! |
| Flee | Retreat! |
| Flee | Fall back! |
| Flee | This isn't like the sims! |
| Flee | I didn't mean it, don't kill me. |
| Flee | I don't need this. |
| Flee | I'm out of here{outta}. |
| Flee | {scared}Fall back! |
| Flee | {scared}Run, brothers! |
| Flee | {scared}Run! |
| Flee | Time to am-scray! |
| Flee | I'm just slave! I'm not worth it! |
| Flee | No way I'm sticking around here. |
| Flee | Back to base! |
| Flee | Cover me! |
| Flee | Pull back! |
| Flee | Fuck this shit. |
| Flee | I'm gettin the fuck outta here. |
| Flee | I don't want to die! |
| Flee | Mercy! |
| Flee | Gotta pull back! |
| Flee | {apologetic}Sorry! I'm out! |
| Flee | Fall back! |
| Flee | Help! |
| Flee | This is hopeless! |
| Flee | I'm out of here! |
| Flee | Is it okay that I'm running away? |
| Flee | Let me give you some space! |
| Flee | It isn't you, it's me! |
| Flee | Displacing. |
| Flee | Relocating. |
| Flee | Excuse me. |
| Flee | Retreat! |
| Flee | I'm out of here! |
| Flee | Battle cattle! Run for your lives! |
| Flee | Run away! |
| Flee | Run! |
| Flee | Too strong! |
| Flee | Time to am-scray! |
| Flee | Fall back! |
| Flee | {scared}Run! |
| Flee | {scared}Run, brothers! |
| Flee | {scared}Fall back! |
| Flee | {Deny Beep} |
| Flee | Time to get scarce! |
| Flee | Fuck this! |
| Flee | I'm out of here! |
| Flee | I just remembered I gotta be somewhere else! |
| Flee | {panicked}Help! |
| Flee | {Panicked yell 1} |
| Flee | {Panicked yell 2} |
| Flee | Need to regroup! |
| Flee | Damn it all to hell! |
| Flee | Brought too many bullets and not enough stimpaks! |
| Flee | Bleeding out pretty bad here! |
| Flee | We need more firepower! |
| Flee | They're in too close! |
| Flee | We're overwhelmed! |
| Flee | We've gotta run! |
| Flee | This old man's retreating, boss! |
| Flee | Yeah, I really don't want to be here right now. |
| Flee | Oh sure, make the old man run! |
| Flee | Not looking to die here. |
| Flee | Me and courage are out of here. |
| Flee | Blood's running, and I'm going to follow. |
| Flee | Why the hell do I follow you into things like this? |
| Flee | They want me, they'll have to catch me. |
| Flee | Get away from them, sweetie! Follow {gramma}grandma! |
| Flee | No, Leo, we have to run away now! No more chopping! |
| Flee | {Afraid}Get away! Get away! |
| Flee | I should go! |
| Flee | Ain't no place for me! |
| Flee | Gotta get out while the getting's good. |
| Flee | Giddeup! |
| Flee | Time to skedaddle! |
| Flee | I best be on my way. |
| Flee | Ahhhhh! |
| Flee | I've got a bar to tend! |
| Flee | This ain't worth it! |
| Flee | Run! |
| Flee | Help! |
| Flee | Ahhh! |
| Flee | I'm outta here! |
| Flee | Every man for himself! |
| Flee | Ahhhh! |
| Flee | Fuck this! |
| Flee | Scram! |
| Flee | I gotta get outta here! |
| Flee | That's it for me! |
| Flee | Ah, screw this! |
| Flee | I'm outta here! |
| Flee | Leave me alone! |
| Flee | I'm getting out of here! |
| Flee | I give up! |
| FleeResponse | Coward! |
| FollowersAcknowledgeMyOrder | You're the boss, boss. |
| FollowersAcknowledgeMyOrder | Easy as a heart transplant. |
| FollowersAcknowledgeMyOrder | Okay. |
| FollowersAcknowledgeMyOrder | All right. |
| FollowersAcknowledgeMyOrder | I buy that. |
| FollowersAcknowledgeMyOrder | {Confirmation Beep} |
| FollowersAcknowledgeMyOrder | {confirmation bark} |
| FollowersAcknowledgeMyOrder | Makes sense to me. |
| FollowersAcknowledgeMyOrder | I hear you. |
| FollowersAcknowledgeMyOrder | Got it. |
| FollowersAcknowledgeMyOrder | No need to get bossy, dear. {Gramma}Grandma can hear you. |
| FollowersFired | If that's what you think. |
| FollowersFired | Good call! I mean, if that's what you really want, boss. |
| FollowersFired | Why does everyone always say that? |
| FollowersFired | {Curious Beep} |
| FollowersFired | {joking}I thought my charm could win you over, but I guess it wasn't meant to be. Are you sure you want me to go? |
| FollowersFired | {sad whimper} |
| FollowersFired | {Little regretful}If you're sure... your loss. |
| FollowersFired | {Teasing}What no music? {Sarcastic}I'll hold the tears 'til I'm gone. |
| FollowersFired | If you're sure... your loss. {Beat, under breath}Can't say I couldn't use a break from you for a while. |
| FollowersFired | Aww, {gramma}grandma will miss her little pumpkin! Are you sure? |
| FollowersFired | I think I may have misheard that order. |
| FollowersFiredNo | Okay. |
| FollowersFiredNo | Your decisiveness is truly a wonder to behold, boss. |
| FollowersFiredNo | {Thought so."}Mmm hm." |
| FollowersFiredNo | What is this, the Hokey Pokey? |
| FollowersFiredNo | {Happy Beep} |
| FollowersFiredNo | {happy bark} |
| FollowersFiredNo | Don't be playing with my heart now, gets me pissed. |
| FollowersFiredNo | You {emph}sure now? All right. |
| FollowersFiredNo | Either shoot or don't, but don't be wishing and washing about it. |
| FollowersFiredNo | {Mutters}You're like a switchblade stuck on flick. |
| FollowersFiredNo | {Told to stay or go}Going to give a lightswitch a run for its money. Click click click. |
| FollowersFiredNo | Oh, pumpkin, you make {gramma}grandma so happy! |
| FollowersFiredNo | Excellent. Will do. |
| FollowersFiredYes | All right. Guess I'll be around Novac for a while longer, until I figure out what I want to do with myself. See you around. |
| FollowersFiredYes | That's why you're the boss. You always make the right decisions. I'll just head home. Home to my lonely, abandoned shack in the middle of nowhere. |
| FollowersFiredYes | Okay. Then I guess I'll be back at the 188. Maybe digging in some dirt for scrap metal or something. |
| FollowersFiredYes | {Confirmation Beep} |
| FollowersFiredYes | I'll head back to the Old Mormon Fort. If you need me, just swing by. |
| FollowersFiredYes | {whimper} |
| FollowersFiredYes | {Slight sass, told to leave}Fine then. |
| FollowersFiredYes | {Slight sass, told to leave}I'll get out of your hair, then. |
| FollowersFiredYes | All right, then, dearie. Now you promise to come visit {gramma}grandma soon, you hear? |
| FollowersFiredYesSuite | I'll make my way there. |
| FollowersFiredYesSuite | {sighing}Back to the tomb, I suppose. If you need me, et cetera. |
| FollowersFiredYesSuite | Nice! Can I order room service? |
| FollowersFiredYesSuite | {Confirmation Beep} |
| FollowersFiredYesSuite | Hey, as long as you're not asking me to go back to Black Mountain, I'm a happy old man. |
| FollowersFiredYesSuite | {confirmation bark} |
| FollowersFiredYesSuite | {Wary, doesn't like 38}All right... don't be long. {Under her breath}Robots there give me the creeps. |
| FollowersFiredYesSuite | {Wary, doesn't like 38}All right. Guess Vegas it is. |
| FollowersFiredYesSuite | {Wary, doesn't like 38}Back to the gilded cage. |
| FollowersFiredYesSuite | Nice children shouldn't stay in places like that, dearie! That's the sort of place Leo likes! But if you insist.... |
| FollowersHired | Huh. Well, let me know when there's room for me. |
| FollowersHired | I'm ready when you are. |
| FollowersHired | Sorry boss, but as much as I'd like to risk getting killed by your side, you seem to already have some help. |
| FollowersHired | You have quite the menagerie at your disposal. If you can get the posse down to small gang" size |
| FollowersHired | As the old saying goes, two's company, but three's a small army. Okay, I'm paraphrasing a bit, but you get the idea. |
| FollowersHired | There's something about that robot that doesn't seem... all right to me. I'm not saying we shouldn't take it with us. |
| FollowersHired | I'm just saying that if it were to fall" into Lake Mead and be irreparably damaged... and if you threw an EMP grenade in after it..." |
| FollowersHired | Well, there are worse things happening in the world, right? |
| FollowersHired | After spending thirty years of my life hiding my association with the Enclave, I'd {emph}love to stroll the wasteland with a twitchy Eyebot. |
| FollowersHired | Back in your good graces again? I knew you'd see the light. |
| FollowersHired | A courier, doctor, and a cybernetic dog. After we deal with the whole imminent conquest of New Vegas" problem |
| FollowersHired | Words cannot contain my excitement at the chance to throw myself headlong into danger with you again, boss. |
| FollowersHired | Let's go make trouble. |
| FollowersHired | Ooo. Sorry. Don't want to be a third wheel, you know? |
| FollowersHired | {Sad Beep} |
| FollowersHired | {Happy Beep} |
| FollowersHired | [Rex growls at ED-E's presence.] |
| FollowersHired | {double bark} |
| FollowersHired | Can't be any worse than here. |
| FollowersHired | All right then, let's get the train rolling. |
| FollowersHired | You got one too many by my count. |
| FollowersHired | Not in the mood for a threesome. {Beat, under her breath}Today. |
| FollowersHired | What, you teasing me? Lose one, then ask me again. |
| FollowersHired | That'd be lovely, dearie. |
| FollowersHired | Oh no, dearie, three makes a crowd. |
| FollowersHired | Sir, I regret to inform you that this unit cannot accept orders from an irresponsible officer! |
| FollowersHired | It is a soldier's duty to soldier, not to play hero! |
| FollowersHired | Sir, I regret to inform you that this unit cannot accept orders from an officer under a Court Martial! |
| FollowersHired | Sir, I apologize, but a squad is less effective when it is over crowded. |
| FollowersLetsGo | I've got your back. |
| FollowersLetsGo | Right behind you, boss. |
| FollowersLetsGo | Lead the way. |
| FollowersLetsGo | Aw, just when the standing around was getting exciting. |
| FollowersLetsGo | {Happy Beep} |
| FollowersLetsGo | {happy bark} |
| FollowersLetsGo | Let's hit the road. |
| FollowersLetsGo | Let's roll out, then. |
| FollowersLetsGo | All right, dearie, let's go. |
| FollowersLetsGoNotYet1 | No time to dilly-dally, sir! What is it? |
| FollowersLetsGoNotYet2 | Old war-bots never die! We just rust away. |
| FollowersOverburdened | Hey, I can't really move, now. But I'll follow you in spirit. |
| FollowersOverburdened | Gonna be hard covering you when I can't move my legs. |
| FollowersOverburdened | {a little annoyed}I'm not exactly in Power Armor over here, so why don't you help lighten my load a bit? |
| FollowersOverburdened | {sad whimper}[Rex is overburdened and is having difficulty keeping up with you.] |
| FollowersOverburdened | {Irritated}Carrying too much shit to move. |
| FollowersOverburdened | {Irritated}Pinned down here carrying your bags. |
| FollowersOverburdened | {annoyed}I'm not standing here because I'm overburdened with emotion. Take some of this stuff off of me so I can move a little more easily. |
| FollowersOverburdened | Need to lighten my load. |
| FollowersOverburdened | {Irritated}What did you give me, bricks? |
| FollowersOverburdened | {Under heavy strain, being sarcastic}Hey, don't worry about it, boss. The decrepit old man can easily carry all your stuff for you. Really. |
| FollowersOverburdened | Didn't your mother ever tell you it's polite to help an old lady carry her bags? |
| FollowersStealthing | {Going stealthy, quiet}Bad guys won't see us coming. |
| FollowersStealthing | {Going stealthy, quiet, We're hunting wabbits"}Shhhh... we're hunting shitheads." |
| FollowersStealthing | {Going stealthy, quiet}Holding my breath. |
| FollowersStealthing | {Going stealthy, quiet}Keeping quiet. |
| FollowersStealthing | {hushed, not confident in his abilities}O... kay. I'll do my best. |
| FollowersStealthing | {quietly}Just as a warning, my covert bandaging skills are a little rusty. |
| FollowersStealthing | {Going stealthy, quiet}Staying low. |
| FollowersStealthing | Keeping quiet... unless my creaking knees give us away. |
| FollowersStealthing | Sure, boss. The old man will crawl around in the dirt to keep hidden. |
| FollowersStealthing | This crouch-walking is hell on my back, boss. |
| FollowersStealthing | Right, because a ghoul in a vaquero outfit is really going to blend in with the scenery. |
| FollowersStealthing | Oh, don't you worry about me, dearie, your {gramma}grandma knows how to stay quiet. |
| FollowersTactics | You wanna do something different? |
| FollowersTactics | Oh, this should be good. I mean, what's on your mind, boss? |
| FollowersTactics | I'll defer to your judgment, naturally. |
| FollowersTactics | Am I punching too much? I get carried away. |
| FollowersTactics | {Makes laser sounds} |
| FollowersTactics | {questioning aroo} |
| FollowersTactics | {Wary}I'm listening. |
| FollowersTactics | {To herself}Tactics ain't the word I'd use. |
| FollowersTactics | So talk then. |
| FollowersTactics | {Frowns}Got my attention. |
| FollowersTactics | Of course, dearie, I'll do whatever you want. I can't make any promises about Leo, though. |
| FollowersTacticsCombat | If you think it'll help. |
| FollowersTacticsCombat | {worried}I'll do my best. |
| FollowersTacticsCombat | In what way, boss? |
| FollowersTacticsCombat | My recommendation - more punching. |
| FollowersTacticsCombat | {laser sound} |
| FollowersTacticsCombat | {questioning aroo} |
| FollowersTacticsCombat | My {emph}style suits me just fine. But go ahead anyway. |
| FollowersTacticsCombat | {Defensive}Well, we all ain't got Pip-VATS on our wrists. |
| FollowersTacticsCombat | You expecting a fight? |
| FollowersTacticsCombat | Ohhh, Leo might not like that, but I'll try, sweetheart. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | Just like you said five minutes ago. Don't worry, boss, I got it. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | Understood. I won't hesitate. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | Shoot first, poke bodies later. Got it, boss. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | I'm already doing that. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | Good. Makes things simple. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | You mean like, even more? |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | Beats waiting till they shoot me first. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | {Dunce sound} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | {Sonar Beep} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | {annoyed growl - already doing what the player wants} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | {confirmation bark} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | {Eager}I'll do like I'm doing then - {slight evil, likes hurting people}except I'll try to smile less. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | {Slight confusion}What, was I not doing it right before? |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | {To herself}Got a habit of repeating yourself. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | Never get tired of hearing that. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | {Eager}Now we're talking. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | With a smile. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | You can keep repeating yourself all day, dearie, but I remember what you said. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatAggressive | That's eactly what Leo told me to do! |
| FollowersTacticsCombatEND | No arguing here. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatEND | {Getting a little tired of talking}As long as we're not here all day. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatEND | {Getting a little tired of talking}Long as it's not a lecture. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatEND | I'm listening. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatEND | Not a problem. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatEND | I'm listening. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatEND | Whatever you say, boss. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatEND | Yeah. Shake things up a little. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatEND | {Confirmation Beep} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatEND | {panting} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatEND | Whatever you like, dearie. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatGOODBYE | Right behind you. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatGOODBYE | You got it. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatGOODBYE | After you. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatGOODBYE | Count me in. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatGOODBYE | {Confirmation Beep} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatGOODBYE | {confirmation bark} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatGOODBYE | Let's hit the road. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatGOODBYE | Road's not getting any shorter. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatGOODBYE | All right, let's get this caravan rolling. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatGOODBYE | Don't you want to give {gramma}grandma some sugar first? |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | Not my strong suit, but okay. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | Right. Got it. I'll just stop using this melee weapon and instead use a melee weapon. Good idea, boss. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | If you would like me to die very rapidly, this is clearly the best tactical choice. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | Sure, I'll stop using my rather effective gun and switch to, ah, this piece of metal tubing here. Great plan, boss. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | You mean like this melee weapon right here in my hand at this very second? |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | Yes! Finally. Everything's coming up Veronica. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | {beep Laugh} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | {dunce Beep} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | {puzzled aroo}[Rex defaults to melee attacks since he has no ranged weapons.] |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | {Pleased}All right. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | {Wary, under her breath}As long as I'm not bringing a knife to a shootout. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | {Eager}Good, my fists were getting bored. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | {Eager}Gives me a chance to practice my backhand. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | {Eager}Throw some whiskey in the mix, and I'm game. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | {Eager}Time to make some new friends. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | Oh dearie me, I thought I already was! Have I been confused all this time? |
| FollowersTacticsCombatMelee | Oh, I'm so glad, peanut. Leo finds chopping people so much easier. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | I'm already doing that. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | That's sounding dangerously close to a plan, boss. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | I'm hardly a whirlwind of death when left to my own devices, but all right. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | I'm already doing that. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | I'll follow your lead. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | {Confirmation Beep} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | I like this plan where you're the decoy. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | What a coincidence! I've been doing that all this time! |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | {puzzled aroo}[Rex is already waiting for you to attack enemies first.] |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | {confirmation bark} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | {Slight confusion}Thought I was already holding back. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | Heard you the first time, no need to repeat yourself. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | {Mutters}Guess it's leftovers for me. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | {Mutters}Slim pickings, but all right. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | Yes, dearie, that's what {gramma}grandma's been doing. And Leo isn't happy about it, either. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatPassive | {Concerned}Ohh, Leo's not going to like that.... |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | Yeah, you and me both. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | You mean like the one I'm already using, boss? |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | {sounds great to him}No arguments from me. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | Sure thing, boss. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | {Dunce Beep} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | {happy Beep} |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | {Hopeful}Does jumping at them with my fists count as ranged? {Then, dejected} Fine. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | Are you talking to me, or a future Veronica who is not already doing that? |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | {sad whimper}[Rex is incapable of ranged attacks and will continue using melee attacks.] |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | {Pleased}Could use a little target practice. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | {Pleased}Music to my ears. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | {Pleased}Dad'd approve. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | {Eager to shoot some bad guys}Line the bottles up, I'm ready. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | Well, if you insist, but Leo isn't going to like it much. |
| FollowersTacticsCombatRanged | Now now, dearie, there's no need to repeat yourself. {Gramma}Grandma hears just fine. |
| FollowersTacticsDistance | {Confused}What, I got whiskey on my breath? |
| FollowersTacticsDistance | {Player asks for distance, Cass thinks PC farted}Look, if you ripped one, I don't care. |
| FollowersTacticsDistance | {Herself}Washed a hundred times, Brahmin smell never gets out. |
| FollowersTacticsDistance | Sorry - travelling the Mojave don't exactly leave me smelling like a rose. |
| FollowersTacticsDistance | Just tell me where you want me. |
| FollowersTacticsDistance | We can do that. |
| FollowersTacticsDistance | What are you saying, exactly? |
| FollowersTacticsDistance | Am I stepping on your shoes or something, boss? |
| FollowersTacticsDistance | {Confirmation Beep} |
| FollowersTacticsDistance | {panting} |
| FollowersTacticsDistance | What's the matter, dearie? Afraid {gramma}grandma will embarass you in front of your little friends? |
| FollowersTacticsDistance | What's the matter, dearie? Do you miss having {gramma}grandma close by? |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | Any closer and you'd need a Rad-Away, boss. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | Okay, I'll keep it tight. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | I'm not going to wander off, but okay. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | Hey, now. You're gonna have to buy me dinner first. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | This is as close as I get until you turn into a leggy brunette. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | Sorry. I get distracted. Been scavenging too long. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | Oh, I wouldn't dream of getting too far away, boss. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | {Homing Beep} |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | {confirmation bark} |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | About as close as I can get without crawling up your ass. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | Any closer, I'm stepping in your boots. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | Already am... 'less you're getting fresh on me. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | Gonna need a wedding ring first. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | Sorry, was lagging behind there. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | Keep your shirt on, I'm coming. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | All right, I'll rein it in. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | Bringing up the rear. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | If I get any closer, I might squish you! And that would make {gramma}grandma sad. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceDefault | Aww, someone misses {gramma}grandma! |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceEND | I'm always eager for more of your scintillating conversation, boss. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceEND | Okay. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceEND | I'm listening. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceEND | See? I'm good at stuff. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceEND | {Confirmation Beep} |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceEND | {panting} |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceEND | What now? |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceEND | Let's hear it. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceEND | What can {gramma}grandma do for her little pumpkin? |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceGOODBYE | Let's go. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceGOODBYE | Got it. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceGOODBYE | Good talk. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceGOODBYE | Right behind you, boss. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceGOODBYE | {Goodbye beeps} |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceGOODBYE | {confirmation bark} |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceGOODBYE | {Gramma}Grandma's right behind you, sugar! |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceGOODBYE | {Heading out with player}Sounds good to me. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceGOODBYE | {Heading out with player}All right, enough jabbering. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceLong | That's what I do best. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceLong | They'll never see the haymakers coming. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceLong | Wherever you want me. No problem. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceLong | You mean like the last time you told me to do that, boss? |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceLong | Got it. I'll be way back here, boss. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceLong | {Confirmation Beep} |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceLong | {double confirmation bark} |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceLong | Like your thinking. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceLong | Sweetie, I think {gramma} knows a little something about chopping evil people. That's what I've been doing. |
| FollowersTacticsDistanceLong | All right, dear, {gramma}grandma will stay out of your way - but I'll be close enough to hear if you call!' |
| FollowersTacticsEnd | All right. |
| FollowersTacticsEnd | Yeah. Screw them. |
| FollowersTacticsEnd | Let me know if you need anything else. |
| FollowersTacticsEnd | Don't strain yourself, boss. |
| FollowersTacticsEnd | {Confirmation Beep} |
| FollowersTacticsEnd | {panting} |
| FollowersTacticsEnd | Fine, let's focus on the bad guys. |
| FollowersTacticsEnd | Waste of time, anyway. |
| FollowersTacticsEnd | Fine. {To herself}All this planning won't matter much when the bullets fly, anyway. |
| FollowersTrade | Fine by me. |
| FollowersTrade | Sure. Just don't treat me like a pack Brahmin, okay? |
| FollowersTrade | Ooo. Got something good for me? Is it a dress? |
| FollowersTrade | You're making me carry the heavy stuff, aren't you? |
| FollowersTrade | I'm sure you'll be fair and equitable, boss. |
| FollowersTrade | I expect to be awed by your dizzying mercantile sense, boss. |
| FollowersTrade | {Opening sound} |
| FollowersTrade | {happy bark} |
| FollowersTrade | Let's distribute the weight. |
| FollowersTrade | Let's deal. |
| FollowersTrade | Let's see what you got. |
| FollowersTrade | {sing-songy}{Gramma}Grandma's got a present for you! |
| FollowersWait | I'll be here. Just don't expect me to fend off a gang of Super Mutants while you're gone. |
| FollowersWait | Okay. Just don't be gone long. I sunburn easily. |
| FollowersWait | I'll sit tight. |
| FollowersWait | Shoulda brought something to read... |
| FollowersWait | Okay, boss. I'll just wait here, alone, while my heavily armed companion goes out of earshot. I'm sure nothing will happen. |
| FollowersWait | {Confirmation Beep} |
| FollowersWait | {confirmation bark} |
| FollowersWait | {Shrugs}Sitting tight. {Beat, low, a little smug}And pretty. |
| FollowersWait | All right, give a yell if there's trouble. |
| FollowersWait | I'll hold up here, don't be long. |
| FollowersWait | Don't go too far now, dearie! |
| FollowersWait | Stay where {gramma}grandma can see you! |
| FollowersWait | {Gramma}Grandma will be right here if you need anything, pumpkin! |
| FollowersWait | You better not be leaving me here. |
| FreesideRepConsequences | Hey, you're the one who's been going around helping people around here, right? The King says to keep up the good work, and said to give you this. |
| FreesideRepConsequences | You're starting to get quite the reputation around here, aren't you? Don't get me wrong, I'm not passing judgement or anything. |
| FreesideRepConsequences | The fine proprietors of Mick & Ralph's appreciate that kind of attitude, and would like to offer you a discount on their fine wares. |
| FreesideRepConsequences | Just as long as you keep making waves, that is. Be seeing you. |
| FreesideRepConsequences | {Starts off blustering, ends up blubbering}Give me all of your {caps}ca- whoa, I'm sorry. I-I didn't know it was you. Please don't hurt me. I've got a wife! And kids! And pets and stuff! |
| Frenzy | {Wild Shout of Rage} |
| FSBodyguardAccept | Wonderful. One thing up front - the moment you leave Freeside, our contract is done. That being said, please, after you. |
| FSBodyguardAccept | Come back when you have the caps, then. If you'll excuse me, I have more important people to talk to in the meantime. |
| FSBodyguardAccept | You've made the right choice. As long as you're in Freeside, I'm your man. No one will mess with you with me hanging around. |
| FSBodyguardAccept | However, once you head over to the Strip or enter the wasteland, I'm heading immediately back here to pick up another customer. |
| FSBodyguardAccept | So what do you say? Ready to head out? |
| FSBodyguardAccept | Oh, for the love of - get the hell out of here, then! |
| FSBodyguardAccept | You won't regret it, my friend! As long as you're in Freeside, I'll be right behind you, covering your back. |
| FSBodyguardAccept | Oh, I should mention that I don't go where I'm not invited, so don't count on me following you inside private property. Ready to get going? |
| FSBodyguardAccept | That is most regrettable, my friend. I wish you well in the meantime. |
| FSBodyguardBarks | Need a bodyguard? |
| FSBodyguardBarks | You got the caps, I got the guns! |
| FSBodyguardBarks | These guys couldn't keep fleas off a dog. Hire me! |
| FSBodyguardBarks | Protection services for hire over here! |
| FSBodyguardBarks | Safe travel through Freeside! |
| FSBodyguardBarks | You need the best. Hire me! |
| FSBodyguardBarks | Your safety guaranteed! |
| FSBodyguardBarks | Freeside's a dangerous place, my friend! |
| FSBodyguardBarks | Only I can keep you safe, my friend! |
| FSBodyguardReject | It's your funeral. Come see me when you wise up. |
| FSBodyguardReject | Are you sure? Well, don't say you weren't warned. |
| FSBodyguardReject | I can't say I recommend that, but hopefully you'll change your mind. I'll be here if you do. Good luck! |
| FSBodyguardWhyHire | You could go without one, but you'd be up to your waist in vermin either begging for your caps or demanding it at knifepoint the whole time. |
| FSBodyguardWhyHire | I've got a reputation for shooting first and not really bothering to ask questions later. With me around, the vermin should keep their distance. |
| FSBodyguardWhyHire | So what'll it be? I've already spotted two other potential customers while we've been chatting. |
| FSBodyguardWhyHire | New to Freeside, are you? Trust me, you won't make it ten feet without being accosted by some of our more friendly residents. |
| FSBodyguardWhyHire | I happen to have an understanding with most of the local wildlife, however. With me by your side, they'll kindly find someone else to bother. |
| FSBodyguardWhyHire | So you want to run with the best or not? |
| FSBodyguardWhyHire | Ah, my friend, believe me when I tell you that this place, while quite nice when you know your way around, can be very, very dangerous. |
| FSBodyguardWhyHire | There are those who would hinder your every step with requests for your money, your business, or even your life. |
| FSBodyguardWhyHire | With your permission, however, I would be happy to stand between you and those people. How does that sound? |
| FSRotfaceDontGiveCap | I understand. Well, have a good day. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | The first thing you should know is that Freeside is run by a pack of yahoos that call themselves the Kings. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Their leader, who oddly enough calls himself the King, currently has his hands full trying to prevent an all-out riot in Freeside. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | That's two tips, but what the hell. You're a new customer so the extra one's on me. Wanna hear another? |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Northwest of the big Freeside sign is a casino called the Atomic Wrangler. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | It's not as fancy as the ones on the Strip, but there's still plenty of excitement to be found there. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | At the northwest end of Fremont Street you'll find the Silver Rush. It's run by a rather scary family called the Van Graffs. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Trust me, these are {stressed}not people you want to mess with. But if lasers and such are your thing, the goods they sell are second to none. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | People in Freeside generally fall into one of two categories. Those who've been here all their lives call themselves Locals. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | When people from the NCR and other places started pouring in, the Locals began referring to them as Squatters, and the name stuck. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | The Locals blame the Squatters for the scarcity of resources in Freeside, and the Squatters blame any act of violence against them on the Locals. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | They're both right to some extent, and violent outbreaks between the two are all too common these days. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | If you've been around the Kings, you may have met one of them named Pacer. He's always stomping around trying show off his authority. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Being new, you weren't around when it happened, but a few months ago Pacer pissed off the Van Graff family big time. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | No one knows what went down, but word is the Van Graffs still want him dead. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Drugs are everywhere in Freeside, and even people you might not expect have become addicts. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Jacob Hoff, for instance. That man was a brilliant chemist before he picked up the habit. Now, just another junkie. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | That King Pacer's a fan of Jet, too, though I heard one of the Followers talking about it being dangerous for him. Something about his heart. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Do yourself a favor, and stay away from that stuff, okay? |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | In the area between the north and east gates is the Old Mormon Fort, where the Followers of the Apocalypse have set themselves up. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | The Followers aren't a bad bunch, and provide healing and supplies to the people of Freeside as they can. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | I've heard the Garrets over at the Atomic Wrangler are having a hard time collecting some money owed to them. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | An enterprising person like yourself might be able to make some caps helping them with their little problem. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Caught a rumor the other day that some of the clientele over at the Wrangler have been making some rather strange requests. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Stuff like weirdos wanting the, ahem, services of ghouls and such. I almost have half a mind to volunteer myself, sexy beast that I am. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Have you tried going to the Strip, only to be stopped by those big metal murder machines? Happens every day around here. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | But if you know the right people, you can get through the gate without being a rich man. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | I probably don't have to tell you that Freeside's dangerous, but you might want to think twice about hiring one of those guards at the gates. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | They're not all saints, is all I'm saying. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Have you been to Mick & Ralph's yet? They run a store just down the street, and sell some things you might not expect. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | There's a guy out on the main drag who sells second hand adventuring gear. He's got an okay selection, but where does it come from? |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | He might not look it, but Ralph from Mick & Ralph's is no slouch with a keyboard. I've heard he's helped reprogram several robots in his time. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Saw a strange thing the other day. The King took that robo-dog of his over to the Old Mormon Fort. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Weird thing was that the dog was flipping out, and had to be restrained by a few of the King's men. Hope he doesn't get loose. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Things have generally been bad here for the Squatters, the people who came here hoping for a better life and just got stuck. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | But lately the mood has changed. The Squatters seem to be a bit more optimistic. I wonder what happened? |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Mention the NCR and people around here get a little on edge. There's talk that they're going to take over all of New Vegas. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | It doesn't help that they've got military camps all over the place, and more troops pour into the area daily. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | There's a rumor that a huge army is camped to the east, massing to attack the NCR. Like that'd ever happen. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Who in the world could stand up to the NCR and win? |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | While everyone knows Mr. House runs New Vegas, no one knows the first thing about him. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | He just sort of showed up a few years back, and everything you see around you is the result. Just who in the hell is he? |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | The Strip is run by the Three Families, who owe their allegiance to Mr. House. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | When he first showed up, he gave the local tribes the choice of working with him or getting the hell out of his way. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Given how things turned out, I know which way I'd have gone, but hindsight's twenty-twenty, right? |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | The Omertas, one of Mr. House's Three Families, run a casino called Gomorrah on the Strip. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | If you thought the Wrangler was something, you owe it to yourself to go there. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | The Chairmen run a casino on the Strip called the Tops. It's a pretty classy place, by all reports. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | I haven't been there myself, but I hear security there is kinda tight. Don't expect to bring your weapons in there. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | There was a rumor a while back that the White Glove Society was really an all-ghoul gang, which is why they wear those weird masks of theirs. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | What do you think, would I look good in a mask? Maybe I'd make more caps... |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | A traveler that passed through here not long ago told everyone he met that there's some kind of plant paradise to the west where food is abundant. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | All the people foolish enough to listen to him and head out that way never came back. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Ever hear of the Gun Runners? They sell just about every kind of firearm you can imagine, and some you probably couldn't. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | I've heard people passing through mention some kind of underground fights pitting creatures of the waste against one another for sport. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | And when I say underground |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | East of Freeside there's an old air force base, judging by the road signs. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | No one knows for sure what's in there, though, on account of anyone approaching the place getting violently blown up. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | I heard something about a town south of here being attacked, but details are sketchy. All I know is there haven't been any refugees showing up here. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Which means either the attack wasn't too bad, or it was very, very bad. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | Traders have been griping for a while now about the 15 being too dangerous to travel. I'd steer clear of it unless you're armed to the teeth. |
| FSRotfaceGiveCap | The NCR used to run a prison to the southwest, but something happened a little while back, and now all you'll get is hard looks if you ask about it. |
| FSRotfaceSoliciting | Ha ha ha, oh that's rich. You're not exactly my type, no offense. No, I meant I could give you a tip. Earn my money, so to speak. |
| FSRotfaceWhatKindofTip | You look like you're new around here, so I'm sure I know all sorts of things you'd find useful. If not, well, it's only a cap. |
| FSRotfaceWhatKindofTip | So what do you say? |
| FSRoyTellsWayneToTalk | Wayne, it's okay. The King sent 'em. |
| GenericFiendTopic000 | Like anyone in their right mind would follow you. |
| GenericFiendTopic000 | Yeah, you do that. |
| GhostDismissiveGoodbye | {Dismissive}Mind yourself on the plank going down. |
| GOODBYE | Goodbye. |
| GOODBYE | Later. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | By {KAI-zar}Caesar's will. |
| GOODBYE | True to {KAI-zar}Caesar. |
| GOODBYE | {LATIN}{WAH-lay}Vale. |
| GOODBYE | {Loud Hiccup, drunk, rambling}Yeah yeah, {shee-ya)see you later! |
| GOODBYE | {Drunk}Yeah yeah! |
| GOODBYE | {Drunk}Bye! |
| GOODBYE | {Drunk}Later. |
| GOODBYE | Come back if you need something. |
| GOODBYE | All right, then. |
| GOODBYE | See you around, mister. |
| GOODBYE | Okay, miss. See you around. |
| GOODBYE | Okay, bye. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, me too. |
| GOODBYE | Sure, boss. |
| GOODBYE | Come back when you have news about the Boomers. |
| GOODBYE | Come back when you know more about the White Glove Society. |
| GOODBYE | Return to me when you've destroyed the Brotherhood of Steel. |
| GOODBYE | Come back when you've destroyed whatever you find down in that bunker. |
| GOODBYE | {Male PC}You know where to find me, honey. |
| GOODBYE | {Female PC}Good luck. |
| GOODBYE | Catch you later, then. |
| GOODBYE | ... |
| GOODBYE | Come on back if you have any interesting news. |
| GOODBYE | I'm sure I'll hear about you again soon. |
| GOODBYE | Later. |
| GOODBYE | Sir. |
| GOODBYE | Ma'am. |
| GOODBYE | See you. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, bye. |
| GOODBYE | Don't get blown up. |
| GOODBYE | See ya. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | See {ya}you. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | Til next time. |
| GOODBYE | Yep. |
| GOODBYE | Yep. |
| GOODBYE | Talk to you later. |
| GOODBYE | Do come find us! |
| GOODBYE | Return to me, wanderer. We need your help. |
| GOODBYE | Let me know when the underground has been rid of the demons. |
| GOODBYE | There is no way that we can thank you enough, wanderer. Your arrival here was a blessing. We will remember you always. |
| GOODBYE | Goodbye, wanderer. |
| GOODBYE | Talk to you soon, dear. |
| GOODBYE | Thanks for wasting my time. |
| GOODBYE | Alright, come back any time. |
| GOODBYE | Goodbye, Rocketeer, be sure to visit again! {lowers voice, warning}Oh, and please - for your own safety, stay outside of restricted areas. |
| GOODBYE | Here, you'll want this. It's the password to one of the terminals outside. Found it written on one of the stalls in the bathroom. |
| GOODBYE | Farewell. |
| GOODBYE | Farewell, brother. |
| GOODBYE | Farewell, sister. |
| GOODBYE | Complete your mission, then return to me. |
| GOODBYE | {WAHL-ay}Vale. |
| GOODBYE | Sure, see you around. |
| GOODBYE | {Irritated, busy}Yeah, whatever. |
| GOODBYE | Toodle-oo! |
| GOODBYE | I somehow suspect you'll be back to converse with me later. |
| GOODBYE | Right. |
| GOODBYE | I'll see you around. |
| GOODBYE | Happy trails! |
| GOODBYE | Be careful out there. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah. |
| GOODBYE | Take it easy now. |
| GOODBYE | You take care, now. |
| GOODBYE | Keep your gun handy if you go poking around some of the abandoned places around here, like the schoolhouse. Critters move in there sometimes. |
| GOODBYE | Yup. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah. |
| GOODBYE | I'll be waiting. |
| GOODBYE | Until next time. |
| GOODBYE | {Rex not cured} |
| GOODBYE | {Rex cured} |
| GOODBYE | Goodbye. |
| GOODBYE | {Goodbye Beep} |
| GOODBYE | Watch your back out there. |
| GOODBYE | Nope, not going to be that easy. |
| GOODBYE | Thank you, and enjoy your stay at The Tops. |
| GOODBYE | A pleasure doing business. |
| GOODBYE | Enjoy your stay at the Atomic Wrangler. |
| GOODBYE | Have a good time and good luck. |
| GOODBYE | Play safe. |
| GOODBYE | Yes, yes. |
| GOODBYE | Be seeing you. {beat, afterthought - he's very old and could die any time}Maybe. |
| GOODBYE | Uh-huh. |
| GOODBYE | {dismissive grunt}Hmmph. |
| GOODBYE | {pilot lingo - means watch your back}Watch your six out there. |
| GOODBYE | You know you'll be back. |
| GOODBYE | See you. |
| GOODBYE | You know where to find me. |
| GOODBYE | Take care. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, beat it. |
| GOODBYE | Fuck off. |
| GOODBYE | Dismissed. |
| GOODBYE | Catch you later. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | Later. |
| GOODBYE | Be seeing you around. |
| GOODBYE | Okay. |
| GOODBYE | Go. |
| GOODBYE | {WAH-lay}Vale. |
| GOODBYE | {WAH-lay}Vale. |
| GOODBYE | Later. |
| GOODBYE | All right. Goodbye. |
| GOODBYE | Hey, yeah. Next time you see me, maybe I'll be rolling in a shitload of caps, right? |
| GOODBYE | Yeah... I always scare off the hot ones... |
| GOODBYE | Yeah. Try not to get killed. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, I'll {stutter}s-s-see you around. |
| GOODBYE | Right. |
| GOODBYE | {out of habit - military dismissal}Carry on. |
| GOODBYE | Always a pleasure. You keep yourself safe. |
| GOODBYE | Come back real soon! |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, {as in, go on |
| GOODBYE | See you around. |
| GOODBYE | See you around. |
| GOODBYE | Watch out for Great Khans. |
| GOODBYE | Be careful out there. |
| GOODBYE | Careful out there. |
| GOODBYE | Yep. |
| GOODBYE | See you around. |
| GOODBYE | Take care, now. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah. |
| GOODBYE | Carry on. |
| GOODBYE | So long. |
| GOODBYE | Don't get killed out there. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | Whatever. |
| GOODBYE | Later. |
| GOODBYE | See ya. |
| GOODBYE | Bye-bye. |
| GOODBYE | Uh-huh. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | Farewell, friend. |
| GOODBYE | See you. |
| GOODBYE | Goodbye. |
| GOODBYE | Come on back if you want a game. |
| GOODBYE | Get fucked. |
| GOODBYE | Piss off. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, whatever. |
| GOODBYE | Come on back if you get lonely, sweet thing. |
| GOODBYE | Come back and see us again soon. |
| GOODBYE | Later. |
| GOODBYE | Mars's eyes are upon you. Do not fail him, or me. |
| GOODBYE | It's been a pleasure. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, whatever. |
| GOODBYE | See ya. |
| GOODBYE | Take care. |
| GOODBYE | Whatever. |
| GOODBYE | Until next time. |
| GOODBYE | Yes. Goodbye. |
| GOODBYE | Okay, then. |
| GOODBYE | See you later. |
| GOODBYE | Goobye! |
| GOODBYE | Until next time. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | Finally. |
| GOODBYE | See you. |
| GOODBYE | Yep, get a move on. |
| GOODBYE | Adios. |
| GOODBYE | Ta-ta. |
| GOODBYE | Ciao. |
| GOODBYE | Come back and see us soon. |
| GOODBYE | Come back any time. |
| GOODBYE | Thanks for stopping in. |
| GOODBYE | Thanks for stopping in. |
| GOODBYE | Herrgghh. |
| GOODBYE | Fair thee well. |
| GOODBYE | All right. I'll see you later. |
| GOODBYE | {In Agony}No, please! Don't leave me here! |
| GOODBYE | So long. |
| GOODBYE | Take it easy, dude. |
| GOODBYE | Take it easy, kitty cat. |
| GOODBYE | Catch you later. |
| GOODBYE | Take care, pardner. And keep drinking Sunset Sarsaparilla! |
| GOODBYE | No problem. If you do end up trying to collect more stars, watch out for a man named Allen Marks. He's killed several people for their stars already. |
| GOODBYE | {LATIN}{WALL-ae"}Vale." |
| GOODBYE | {LATIN}{WALL-ae"}Vale." |
| GOODBYE | {LATIN}{wallae"}Vale." |
| GOODBYE | {Wall-ae"}Vale." |
| GOODBYE | {muttering}Momma... |
| GOODBYE | Hurry up. The guards keep eyeing me like I'm a piece of meat. |
| GOODBYE | {Quiet pathetic moan}Bye. |
| GOODBYE | {Pleading}Anything that gets us out of here, please. |
| GOODBYE | Never forget the Bitter Springs Massacre. |
| GOODBYE | Good luck. |
| GOODBYE | Try not to do anything too disruptive, okay? |
| GOODBYE | Good riddance. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, goodbye. |
| GOODBYE | Stay safe out there. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, okay, see you around. |
| GOODBYE | Get lost. |
| GOODBYE | So long. |
| GOODBYE | Happy trails partner. |
| GOODBYE | Have a good time, baby. |
| GOODBYE | Suit yourself. Gambling's thirsty work - I'll be here if you change your mind. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, whatever. |
| GOODBYE | Until we meet again. |
| GOODBYE | Uh huh. |
| GOODBYE | Watch yourself out there. |
| GOODBYE | I'll be here. |
| GOODBYE | See you later. |
| GOODBYE | Remain vigilant. |
| GOODBYE | The power of the law rests in the hands of every citizen. |
| GOODBYE | Report suspicious activity. |
| GOODBYE | Practice good citizenship. |
| GOODBYE | Goodbye. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | Goodbye. |
| GOODBYE | Take it easy, baby. |
| GOODBYE | So long, friend. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah yeah, see you later. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, go on, scram. |
| GOODBYE | Sure, later. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, see ya kid. |
| GOODBYE | Don't be a stranger, doll. |
| GOODBYE | Come back later if you need anything! |
| GOODBYE | Hope to see you soon! |
| GOODBYE | Don't stay away too long! |
| GOODBYE | See you around! |
| GOODBYE | Choke on your goodbyes. |
| GOODBYE | I'll be here. |
| GOODBYE | Best of luck to you. |
| GOODBYE | Ta-ta. |
| GOODBYE | Let's plan on meeting again as soon as- Wait. Did you hear something? Were you followed? |
| GOODBYE | Farewell. |
| GOODBYE | About time. |
| GOODBYE | Indeed. |
| GOODBYE | Uh huh. |
| GOODBYE | Adieu. |
| GOODBYE | Farewell. |
| GOODBYE | Pleasure speaking to you. |
| GOODBYE | Good luck. |
| GOODBYE | Yep. See you round. |
| GOODBYE | Make yourself scarce. If you get yourself in trouble, I'm not going to cover your back. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, whatever. |
| GOODBYE | {dismissive, slightly unfriendly}Yeah, get out of here. |
| GOODBYE | Uh-huh. |
| GOODBYE | Aw, come on! Don't leave me here! |
| GOODBYE | See you around. |
| GOODBYE | Later. |
| GOODBYE | See you. |
| GOODBYE | Watch yourself out there. |
| GOODBYE | Adios, amigo. |
| GOODBYE | Later. |
| GOODBYE | Goodbye. |
| GOODBYE | Hey, uh. Wait a sec. I know what I said, but... if you find yourself by Ranger Station Charlie, let me know what you find. I'd be interested. |
| GOODBYE | Come back soon, now. |
| GOODBYE | If anyone asks, we never spoke. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah. |
| GOODBYE | Look out for yourself. |
| GOODBYE | Watch out for strangers. |
| GOODBYE | Yeah, see you. |
| GOODBYE | So long. |
| GOODBYE | Nice of you to visit. |
| GOODBYE | Please... help me. |
| GOODBYE | Please... God... I just need water. |
| GOODBYE | You have yourself a fine day, sir. |
| GOODBYE | You have yourself a fine day, madame. |
| GOODBYE | If there's anything you require further feel free to ask, sir. |
| GOODBYE | If there's anything you require further feel free to ask, madame. |
| GOODBYE | I'll be sure and tidy up while you're away, sir. |
| GOODBYE | I'll be sure and tidy up while you're away, madame. |
| GOODBYE | Of course, of course! Don't let me keep you! |
| GOODBYE | Bye-bye. |
| GOODBYE | See you later, alligator. |
| GOODBYE | So long. |
| GOODBYE | Bye. |
| GOODBYE | See you. |
| GoodbyeMojave | You take care now. |
| GorobetsGetIntoPosition | We're here. First Recon, get into your positions and wait for the target. |
| GorobetsMoveOut | Get your rifles and move out, First Recon. We've got a Fiend to kill. |
| GreatKhanMessengerPapa | I've got a message for you from Papa Khan. He wants you to return to Red Rock Canyon and speak to him as soon as possible. |
| GREETING | Need to talk about something? |
| GREETING | What are you looking at? |
| GREETING | Will you quit bothering me? |
| GREETING | {Prison under attack}No time to talk. We've got trouble. |
| GREETING | {impressed}Not half bad in a fight, are you? I figure you had a lot to do with me still breathing after all that. |
| GREETING | I don't have any more work for you, but feel free to stick around as long as you want. You never know when the NCR will be back. |
| GREETING | Dawes said he let somebody in. So, you going to give me a reason not to kill you and throw your body back outside? |
| GREETING | You're the one Cobb mentioned. Maybe you feel like helping us out around here. |
| GREETING | {After prison battle}Not bad in a fight, are you? I really thought the NCR had us in their sights that time. |
| GREETING | {Powder Ganger Good Rep 2+ reached}I've been thinking that since you've been good to us, we can be good to you. |
| GREETING | We've got plenty of spare powder and dynamite around. Say the word and we can give you some of it every couple of days. |
| GREETING | {Powder Ganger Mixed Rep 2+ reached}I don't know what to make of you, you know that? I know I can't really trust you, that's for sure. |
| GREETING | Still, you've helped us out some, so maybe I ought to repay you some. I've spread the word about you to a bunch of guys out in the wasteland. |
| GREETING | As long as you're not an enemy, they'll cut you some slack when you're near their camps. Trespass too long and they'll come after you. |
| GREETING | {abrupt, slightly hostile}What? |
| GREETING | {Combat in progress}Shut up and fight! |
| GREETING | I'm Sergeant Lee. Lieutenant Hayes radioed ahead to say you were on the way. |
| GREETING | We've got surprise on our side, and that's about it. Once we blow a gap in the fence, we've got to pour on the fire and keep them disorganized. |
| GREETING | Our goal's to take out their leader, some assbag named Eddie. With the ringleader gone, the rest will fold. |
| GREETING | That's all the briefing you're going to get. Let's go. |
| GREETING | We can take it from here. We might have some cleaning up to do, but Eddie's a deadie. Gangs with no leadership don't last long. |
| GREETING | I'll radio Hayes to let him know the prison's ours. But you should swing by to see him the next time you're near Primm. |
| GREETING | Thanks for the help. |
| GREETING | You just walked into the wrong camp, my friend. Hand over everything you've got and we might let you live. |
| GREETING | I got the message. You won't see me around these parts again. |
| GREETING | {Mixed Rep reached}Hey, I've been sent to tell you that, while you're not exactly a friend, we know you've helped us out some all the same. |
| GREETING | We figure some kind of truce is in order. As long as you don't come too close to any of our camps, we'll let you pass without trying to kill you. |
| GREETING | Of course, the truce is off once we know you're an enemy. |
| GREETING | Got nothing else to say to you. |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | {Great Khan}Fuck Benny. We'll make him pay for stabbing us in the back. |
| GREETING | {Great Khan - in combat}There's more of them still out there. |
| GREETING | {NCR Trooper}Beats going up against the Legion. |
| GREETING | {NCR Trooper}Never gone up against Great Khans before. |
| GREETING | Man, this place is a mess. |
| GREETING | This rubble is slippery. Watch your step. |
| GREETING | {NCR Trooper - in combat}We didn't get all of them. Talk later! |
| GREETING | {Worker}It's about time they called us back. |
| GREETING | {Worker}Work's slow right now, but at least it's something. |
| GREETING | {Worker}Train's not working yet. |
| GREETING | {Worker}I'm happy the Big Horn is still around. |
| GREETING | Some of the machinery's frozen up. Need someone to talk a look at it. |
| GREETING | All right, Smoothskin, I'm letting you in. You better watch yourself. I'll sure as hell be watching you. |
| GREETING | What's the problem, smoothskin? Lost your way? |
| GREETING | Hello? Who's down there? |
| GREETING | Stop messing around with the intercom, smoothskin. |
| GREETING | God, but are you ugly! Get upstairs and talk to Jason before I throw up just from looking at you. |
| GREETING | Go bother Jason, smoothskin. I don't like having you around. |
| GREETING | Have you found the components we discussed? |
| GREETING | Have you found the components we discussed? |
| GREETING | Hi, REPCONN Quest Stuff, have at it! |
| GREETING | {Player not in NCR gear}{pleased}A customer! Not many people come into Boulder City these days. |
| GREETING | This isn't a public relations office. If you're not here about a bounty, you can go pester the Colonel. |
| GREETING | I see you're still alive, and that's promising. Any luck on that bounty? |
| GREETING | Got any more good news for me? |
| GREETING | Still working on that last bounty? |
| GREETING | Perimeter's been quiet since you left. The Fiends are running scared. I doubt they'll give us any more trouble, not for a long while. |
| GREETING | I haven't got any more bounties for you. It's been quiet and calm since you last reported in. Just how I like it. |
| GREETING | If you're looking for bounties, you're too late. Had a few Fiends on my shitlist, but they either got killed or moved on. |
| GREETING | I hear you killed Driver Nephi. My team would've liked to get a shot at him... but we're still glad he's dead. |
| GREETING | I'm Lieutenant Gorobets, First Recon. If you're looking to collect a bounty, you should talk to Major Dhatri. |
| GREETING | You came through for us. I have to admit... I wasn't sure you'd make it. |
| GREETING | Means a lot, letting my team get payback. Here. We all pitched in some caps for you. Even Sterling, and he's famous for his tight wallet. |
| GREETING | {Moving into position}We'll get ourselves into position. See you at the rock crushing plant. |
| GREETING | {In position}We're all set up. You just lure Nephi close. |
| GREETING | {First Recon member died}It's always hard to lose someone under your command. I hate writing the letter to their folks. |
| GREETING | What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | Hey, my man! T-t-ten of spades. First Recon sharpshooter. At your s-s-service. |
| GREETING | Hey there, miss! T-t-ten of spades. First Recon sharpshooter. At your s-s-service. |
| GREETING | {Betsy dead}Can't b-b-believe Betsy's gone. S-s-she was a bitch, b-but she was my p-p-partner, you know? |
| GREETING | {Gorobets dead}S-s-sucks about the {ell-TEE}LT. N-n-nobody can replace him. |
| GREETING | How 'bout you get out of my f-f-face? I'm First Recon. I don't need to t-take shit from civvies. |
| GREETING | {Moving into position}K-killing some Fiendsi? Shit, yeah! It's about t-t-time! |
| GREETING | {In position}One shot, one kill. That's how Ten of Spades p-p-plays the game. |
| GREETING | {Nephi dead, 10 of Spades didn't get a hit}{disappointed}Shit. I didn't even get a shot at that Nephi b-b-bastard before he went down. |
| GREETING | {Nephi dead, 10 of Spades got a hit}Right here, Fiends! This is what payback looks like! First Recon, hooah! |
| GREETING | {Cook-Cook dead}'B-b-bout time Cook-Cook g-g-g-got what was c-coming to him. |
| GREETING | You remember me, right? T-t-ten of Spades. First Recon. |
| GREETING | {PC is female, CHA 7+}Girl... you are some grade-A poon, anybody ever tell you that? |
| GREETING | {Female PC, CHA 7+}You keep talking to me, sweetness, and people are gonna think we're an item. Not that I mind. |
| GREETING | {Male PC}Never seen you around before. What do you want? |
| GREETING | {Moving into position}Cut the chatter. Focus on the job, or you're gonna end up dead. |
| GREETING | {In position}Quit talking! We've got a job to do. |
| GREETING | {Nephi dead, Betsy got a hit}You did good out there. Glad you let me get a piece of Nephi. |
| GREETING | {Nephi dead, Betsy didn't get a hit}What a pointless trip. Here I thought I'd get a shot at that junkie bastard. |
| GREETING | {10 of Spades dead}Damn that 10 of Spades. Just had to go and get himself killed. |
| GREETING | {Gorobets dead}Gorobets was all right - {lesbian afterthought, with some respect}for a man. Not gonna be the same without him. |
| GREETING | I've been seeing Usanagi, and things are better. I'm not so angry all the time, you know? And, uh, I'm not trying to jump every woman in camp. |
| GREETING | Well, not all the time, anyway, |
| GREETING | {a little subdued, but friendly - the player's helped her}Hey. |
| GREETING | {Female PC}{friendly - likes women}Hey, girl. You need something from me? |
| GREETING | {Male PC}{slight hostility - not fond of men}Yeah? |
| GREETING | {Corporal Sterling Top Level Topic Holder} |
| GREETING | Howdy. Name's Sterling, First Recon. Can't say I've seen you before. I'd remember, if I had. |
| GREETING | {Nephi dead, Sterling didn't get a hit}Took some skill to bring down that Fiend. You done good. |
| GREETING | {Nephi dead, Sterling got in a hit}Nothing like a job done right. Wish I had a cigar. |
| GREETING | {Moving into position}Been a while since they let us out of the fence. Brass must really want Nephi dead. |
| GREETING | {In position}Best you don't worry about us. We'll watch your back. |
| GREETING | {Gorobets dead}It's always hard when your commander goes down, but we'll pull through all right. |
| GREETING | Howdy. What brings you back? |
| GREETING | I'm Bitter-Root. First Recon. You got a reason to talk to me? |
| GREETING | {Moving into position}Can't talk now. Got to keep my eyes sharp. |
| GREETING | {In position}{quietly warning, it's a combat situation}Eyes sharp, now. |
| GREETING | {Nephi dead, Bitter-Root got a hit}Wish I'd gotten a bullet in that Fiend... |
| GREETING | {Nephi dead, Bitter-Root got a hit}That's one less drugged-out waster. Best part of this job - shooting folks who deserve it. |
| GREETING | {Gorobets dead}I've never lost a {see-OH: commanding officer}CO before. It doesn't feel right. |
| GREETING | Didn't think you'd be back. What's this about? |
| GREETING | Let me guess. You got work for me, right? |
| GREETING | Well, you're too late - I just quit the bounty trade. Soon as I pick up some caps that Dhatri owes me, I'm out of this scrapyard. |
| GREETING | {Cook-Cook dead}Heard you got Cook-Cook. I hope you roasted that bastard with his own flamer. |
| GREETING | Yep, I'm still here. Shit, I got nothing better to do, right? |
| GREETING | Welcome to REPCONN Headquarters, Rocketeer! Come all this way to see our little facility, have you? |
| GREETING | I'm here to answer any and all questions you may have - within specified parameters - and if you'd like, I can provide a tour of our museum. |
| GREETING | Welcome back! Interested in a tour of the REPCONN museum? Or did you have a question about the company I could answer? |
| GREETING | Yes? Did you have a question? |
| GREETING | Keeping the Strip secure has been hell since the monorail was taken out. |
| GREETING | Did you hear about that Legion POW escape? I don't like our chances of taking him alive twice. |
| GREETING | They're talking about you on the radio. Saving President Kimball. I'm impressed. |
| GREETING | How could we lose Kimball at a time like this? |
| GREETING | Chief Hanlon was a model soldier. We all looked up to him. |
| GREETING | Too bad about Chief Hanlon. He did what he thought was best for us. |
| GREETING | Without Camp Forlorn Hope, it's a matter of time before the Legion surrounds us at the Dam. |
| GREETING | This whole war's gonna change when the Ranger veterans get here. Soon as we see the Black Armor, we can all breathe easier. |
| GREETING | A platoon of veteran Rangers is like a tactical nuke, only tougher to scare. |
| GREETING | This battle... everything's riding on it. |
| GREETING | That red beret's looking good, soldier. |
| GREETING | The security lapse with the monorail is a huge embarrassment. |
| GREETING | That POW escape presents some real security concerns. That was our base camp, for crying out loud. |
| GREETING | There's something fishy about how Chief Hanlon died. It just doesn't add up. |
| GREETING | Can't believe Hanlon was working against us. |
| GREETING | No hope of securing the border now that Forlorn Hope fell. |
| GREETING | The Ranger veterans have been running ops in Baja. We'll be a different army with them here. |
| GREETING | We've got our best Rangers here now. All of a sudden I like our chances a whole lot better. |
| GREETING | If we lose Hoover Dam, we can kiss Nevada goodbye. |
| GREETING | With House dead, we'll have Vegas annexed before the year's out. |
| GREETING | It's been a long tour. All I can think about now is going back home. |
| GREETING | {LATER, BUNKER}Well! You're here ahead of schedule! I suppose it's just as well... |
| GREETING | This is where I wanted you to end up, after all. {self-congratulating}I knew I could rely on Caesar to give you back the Platinum Chip. |
| GREETING | {LATER, BUNKER, MISSION}I see that you reached your destination safely. Shall we get to work? |
| GREETING | {BUNKER}Have you come to your senses? It's not too late to upload the Platinum Chip's data to the primary computer. |
| GREETING | {BUNKER}Stop wasting time. Go upload the data on the Platinum Chip to the facility's primary computer. |
| GREETING | {BUNKER}As you know, the Platinum Chip upgrades my Securitrons' operating software. Well... there's an army of them here. |
| GREETING | The Securitrons policing the Strip are a fraction of the total number manufactured. The rest, I stored here. |
| GREETING | {BUNKER}The Platinum Chip is a data-storage device. |
| GREETING | I need you to manually upload the data from the Chip to the facility's primary computer. There's a terminal at the other end of this facility. |
| GREETING | There's a complication. While I can broadcast to this screen, I can't control any of the facility's systems. |
| GREETING | That means I can't deactivate its security bots... most of which appear to be active, according to the status board I'm looking at. |
| GREETING | {BUNKER, FORT SECS DEST}{devastated}Do you have the slightest idea of what you've done, of what you've destroyed? |
| GREETING | You've doomed Vegas to be ruled by corrupt bureaucrats or fanatical savages. |
| GREETING | Singlehandedly, you've brought mankind's best hopes of forward progress crashing down. No punishment would be too severe. |
| GREETING | {BUNKER}Your work here is done. Return to the Lucky 38 so we can discuss next steps. |
| GREETING | You have a very bright future ahead of you. Thanks to your actions today, so does the rest of mankind. |
| GREETING | {PLAYER DIDN'T GET CHIP}{Should be Securitron on the Strip}Benny is dead, and yet you don't appear to be carrying the Platinum Chip. |
| GREETING | I don't suppose you forgot to search his body? |
| GREETING | {LOST CHIP}Before we go any further - where is the Platinum Chip? |
| GREETING | {FIRST, HAS CHIP, FORT SECS UP}{spoke to player at the Fort bunker first}So, we meet in person finally... so to speak. You did well at the Fort - kudos. |
| GREETING | {HAD CHIP, REFUSED, RETURNED}Have you come to your senses - or will there be a repeat of the last incident? |
| GREETING | {FIRST, HAS CHIP, BENNY DEAD TOPS}You've been a busy courier, haven't you? You take your obligation to deliver an package very seriously - an ethic for which I am grateful. |
| GREETING | I will admit, when you ignored my invitation, I predicted... negative outcomes. But - you have a way of exceeding expectations, don't you? |
| GREETING | Well enough. Let's have the Chip, then. |
| GREETING | {FIRST, NO TOPS}{even tones, welcoming the player but appraising, too}This meeting has been a long time coming, hasn't it? You've come a long ways, literally and, I suspect, figuratively as well. |
| GREETING | {proud of the Vegas you built}I have to ask - now that you've reached your destination, what do you make of what you see? |
| GREETING | {FIRST, BENNY FLED}The point of my inviting you to visit me here at the Lucky 38 {emphasis}before stomping into the Tops on your own was to help you prepare - tactically. |
| GREETING | Now, because of your carelessness, Benny has fled the Strip, taking with him the Platinum Chip. |
| GREETING | {FIRST DISCUSS, PLAYER VISITED TOPS}{welcoming player, trying to hide irritation}Well... this meeting has been a long time in coming... longer still, since you took time to {disapproving}charge into the Tops before coming to see me. |
| GREETING | {putting aside irritation}Before we get down to details, I must ask - now that you've arrived at your destination, what do you make of what you see? |
| GREETING | {NO TERMS, NO TOPS}{player walked away without accepting terms last time}Can I look forward to a more {beat, emphasis}substantial conversation this time? |
| GREETING | {TERMS, NO TOPS}Have you considered the terms of my offer? There's else little for us to discuss until you have. |
| GREETING | {TERMS YES, NO CHIP}What is the purpose of this delay? |
| GREETING | {LATER, BENNY FLED}Events have transpired in a... {beat}less-than-optimal fashion. Benny has fled the Strip, and the Platinum Chip has not been recovered. |
| GREETING | {LATER, BENNY FLED}Benny must be pursued, and the Platinum Chip, recovered. |
| GREETING | {LATER, HAS CHIP, BENNY DEAD TOPS}So... Benny has been {slight beat}handled and you've recovered the Platinum Chip. Let's have it. |
| GREETING | {LATER, HAS CHIP}I take it you've come to deliver the Platinum Chip? |
| GREETING | {HOUSE RECEIVES CHIP}{tenderly regarding the Chip}Such a small thing, isn't it? And yet so... {capacious = inexhaustibly capable}capacious. So very dear. |
| GREETING | Decades of hiring salvagers out west to search for this little {beat}relic in the ruins of a place called Sunnyvale. Back then, anyway. |
| GREETING | That's where the Chip was printed, on October 22, 2077. It was to have been hand-delivered to me here, at the Lucky 38, the next day. |
| GREETING | But the bombs fell first. Suffice it to say, the delivery was never made. |
| GREETING | {CHIP IN, STRIP SECS NO}{jaunty, eager to share your secret}Come now, come now... get thee to the elevator. |
| GREETING | {CHIP IN, STRIP SECS NO}{growing impatient}To the elevator, if you please... Stop dragging your feet. |
| GREETING | {STRIP SECS UP}{dry}Trips to the basement are rarely so educational, don't you think? |
| GREETING | I've since broadcast the upgrade to every Securitron in range of my transmitters, and I must say, it's causing quite a stir down on the Strip! |
| GREETING | {L38, HAS BUNKER MISSION}Make your way to Caesar's Camp at Fortification Hill. Something very interesting awaits you... |
| GREETING | {STRIP SECS UP, GIVES BUNKER MISSION}To secure the future of New Vegas, I must have your assistance. The work ahead is dangerous, but {beat}you weather danger well. |
| GREETING | {STRIP SECS UP}Have you found the courage to do what's necessary? |
| GREETING | {MQN, B4 CHIP}What did you wish to know? |
| GREETING | {MQN, B4 CHIP}What else did you want to know? |
| GREETING | {FORT SECS NO}We'll talk again once you've concluded your work in the bunker at Fortification Hill. |
| GREETING | {FORT SECS UP}The foundation is laid. My Securitrons on the Strip are upgraded, and those at the Fort, ready for action. |
| GREETING | Now it's just a matter of adjusting the attitudes of some lesser groups while we wait for Caesar's Legion to attack Hoover Dam. |
| GREETING | {PLAYER HASN'T ACCEPTED BOOMER QUEST YET}The next step is to add the Boomers' considerable firepower to my growing arsenal... or at the very least, ensure their neutrality. |
| GREETING | As I was saying, I need you to enlist or neutralize the Boomers at Nellis Air Force Base. |
| GREETING | {BOOMERS QUEST ACTIVE}Any progress with the Boomers? |
| GREETING | Your next assignment won't take you far. It concerns the Omertas and their den of vice, Gomorrah. |
| GREETING | As the decisive encounter between the bull and the bear looms close, my concerns about the Omertas have grown. |
| GREETING | I've never expected loyalty, mind you. A reliably underhanded tribe is just as constant to deal with as one that always run true. |
| GREETING | But that's just it - lately the Omertas' cooperative silence has been deafening. Not a single complaint? They're up to something. |
| GREETING | Your next assignment would've been to investigate the Omertas, but you managed to foil their scheme before I could put you to the task. |
| GREETING | I should compensate you as though it were an official assignment, however. Wouldn't want to {beat}disincentivize your proactivity.{cash out Omerta quest} |
| GREETING | I'd hoped to have you investigate the Omertas, but after the trouble you caused at Gomorrah, they won't let you in the front door. |
| GREETING | I'll see if I can make some progress with informants. You're useless in this matter. |
| GREETING | As I said before, I need you to investigate the Omertas, to see what they're up to. |
| GREETING | What do you have to report about the Omertas? |
| GREETING | Your next assignment is to locate and destroy remnants of the Mojave chapter of the Brotherhood of Steel. |
| GREETING | The NCR nearly did the job at Helios One a few years ago, but there seem to have been survivors, unfortunately. |
| GREETING | Given the Brotherhood's fanatical views on technology, they can be counted on to oppose my regime. |
| GREETING | Please - put them out of my misery. |
| GREETING | As I've said, I need you to locate and destroy the Brotherhood of Steel. |
| GREETING | Have you destroyed the Brotherhood of Steel? |
| GREETING | Will you ensure that President Kimball survives his visit to Hoover Dam? |
| GREETING | {ALL REPUTATIONS LEAD-IN}Aaron Kimball, the president of the New California Republic, is going to visit Hoover Dam to boost morale."" |
| GREETING | Apparently he hasn't considered the effect on the troops' morale of seeing their beloved leader get his brains blown out by a Legion sniper. |
| GREETING | {GOOD REP LEAD-IN}I need you to make sure that no harm comes to President Kimball. It's fortunate that you've maintained good relations with the NCR... |
| GREETING | {NCR REPUTATION TERRIBLE}Unfortunately, I can't use you to protect Kimball. The NCR won't let you come within a thousand feet of the President. |
| GREETING | Odds are that Caesar will launch his assault on the dam after Kimball's visit is concluded, one way or the other - so be on guard. |
| GREETING | {NCR REPUTATION TERRIBLE}{ALTERNATE}Unfortunately, I can't very well send you off to protect Kimball. The NCR won't let you come within a thousand feet of the President. |
| GREETING | This can be used to our advantage, though it'll a {beat}grim business. Go to Hoover Dam and attack the gathering crowd, and his visit will be canceled. |
| GREETING | {REPUTATION OKAY}Your reputation with the NCR isn't exactly stellar, so I'll have to vouche for you. It'll make a scene, but it's worth it. |
| GREETING | Last I knew, President Kimball wasn't scheduled to visit the Lucky 38. Be on your way to Hoover Dam, will you? |
| GREETING | If not for you, President Kimball would be dead. So you needn't feel guilty when the NCR's rout from Hoover Dam demolishes his political career. |
| GREETING | Why in the world did you attack President Kimball? |
| GREETING | Kimball is dead - what a mess you've made! |
| GREETING | {GIVES EL DORADO SUBSTATION QUEST}Between the Strip and HELIOS One lies the El Dorado electrical substation. |
| GREETING | Humble as it appears, the substation has immense strategic value, for it's there that you'll jumpstart the Lucky 38's dormant reactor. |
| GREETING | Gain access to the substation's control room and install this override module. Just so you know, there are NCR troops guarding the station. |
| GREETING | Until the Lucky 38's reactor has been restarted, we have nothing to discuss. |
| GREETING | As you can see, Vegas is humming along. I've tested my c3i broadcasting arrays. Everything is in order. |
| GREETING | And just in time, as it turns out. The forces of Caesar's Legion are on the march, establishing a staging area east of the dam. |
| GREETING | Their assault could begin at any moment. So that's where you'll be heading, if you're ready - Hoover Dam. |
| GREETING | The Legion's assault could begin at any moment. |
| GREETING | {MQN, STRIP SECS UP}What did you want to discuss? |
| GREETING | {MQN, STRIP SECS UP}What else did you want to discuss? |
| GREETING | {Player fled combat last time}There will be no repeat of the trouble we had last time, I trust? |
| GREETING | {Player fled combat last time}I'm optimistic that this conversation will go more smoothly. |
| GREETING | {MQN, FORT SECS UP}I'd rather you just dealt with the Boomers, but all right... |
| GREETING | {MQN, FORT SECS UP}I suppose the Omertas can wait a few minutes. |
| GREETING | {MQN, FORT SECS UP}A few questions, and then you'll handle the Brotherhood, I hope? |
| GREETING | {MQN, FORT SECS UP}Questions like Will President Kimball survive his visit to Hoover Dam?"" |
| GREETING | {MQN, FORT SECS UP}Even now? On the brink of battle? |
| GREETING | I knew you'd make it. Resourceful, as always. |
| GREETING | The override module is functioning properly. I'm rerouting power to the Securitron vault at the Fort as we speak... |
| GREETING | I just need you to head over to the east power plant and manually activate the switch. |
| GREETING | When you return topside, I think you'll see that my Securitron army is a little more than the Legion was prepared to handle. |
| GREETING | Oh, and before you go - grab that print-out spooling from the console here - those papers set the terms for the NCR's unconditional surrender. |
| GREETING | I thought you might enjoy the honor of presenting them to the NCR's commanding officer, once the Legion has been defeated. Cheers! |
| GREETING | {Fleshy House}{rasping, wheezing voice, like you have emphysema}Why have you... done this?... centuries of preparation... so much good, undone... |
| GREETING | {Fleshy House}{rasping, wheezing voice, like you have emphysema}I have... nothing... to say... to you... |
| GREETING | Hey again. |
| GREETING | It sure is nice to see everybody working together like family. Maybe now the baby Jesus won't cry his self to sleep every night. |
| GREETING | Shooting guns is real scary, but I think I got the hang of it now! |
| GREETING | Razz said the candy he got us was special! I wonder what he- {sudden, psychotic break}Gnaaah, kill, kill, rip and kill! -{right back to normal}meant by that? |
| GREETING | Poindexter says all our troubles is over now, and we won't have to go to war. I guess that's good, but I don't understand why. |
| GREETING | Is it true? The big boss ranger done killed his self? |
| GREETING | Howdy, great to see you! |
| GREETING | Y'all sure are a big ol' hero. I gotta wright my mama and tell her I met you! |
| GREETING | Uh, howdy. Are you gonna be mean or nice this time? |
| GREETING | You scare and confuse me, and I think you should be nicer to people. |
| GREETING | Go away, you big bully! |
| GREETING | {Frightened}Ahhh! Somebody call in the Rangers! |
| GREETING | Howdy. |
| GREETING | While I have already internalized the new skills we have discussed, I feel as though my solution was nevertheless more practical. |
| GREETING | Excellent! Maximal reward for minimal work. |
| GREETING | I trust you're satisfied with the squad's newfound teamwork? It's almost entirely my own doing, I assure you. |
| GREETING | Ever since consuming those illicit rations" Razz offered us |
| GREETING | I understand the esteemed Chief Hanlon is no longer with us. A shame. He seemed to be the only competent leadership this Army had. |
| GREETING | I'm assuming you aren't associated with the Army or the Rangers. What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | You've done an excelent job ingratiating yourself to the top brass. I assume this is some sort of strategem? |
| GREETING | You've managed to become extraordinarily well-liked by the top brass. You should exploit that for your own gain wherever possible. |
| GREETING | Your behavior has become an unwelcome X-factor, and I would kindly ask you to consider altering it. |
| GREETING | I'm afraid I have no desire to socialize with unstable elements such as yourself. |
| GREETING | I must question your logic in coming here, in light of your prior actions. |
| GREETING | Kindly remove yourself, as I have no desire to be struck by a stray round when disgruntled troopers begin firing on you. |
| GREETING | Greetings once again. |
| GREETING | Okay, okay, I admit it - knowing how to use these guns right is pretty cool. |
| GREETING | Sweet, those readiness reports" are so good they actually gave me a raise!" |
| GREETING | I thought all that touchy-feely teamwork bullshit was kind of fruity... but it kinda feels good knowing my squad's got my back. |
| GREETING | {Tripping out on a drug almost like but legally distinct from meth}Ha ha, fuck me, Jack's shit is still the best! |
| GREETING | Heard Chief Hanlon took the {lead" as in bullets}lead expressway to Angel-town. Weird shit |
| GREETING | What you want, homes? |
| GREETING | Aw, shit, here comes the brown-noser. What you want? |
| GREETING | Shit, look who it is, the crazy one! What up? |
| GREETING | Every time you come around, the brass gets their pants in a bunch. Keep on coming by. |
| GREETING | Shit, you just piss folks off wherever you go, huh? |
| GREETING | I know I talk a lot of shit about the army, but you come around here again and I'll slit you. |
| GREETING | Yo. |
| GREETING | Something I can do you for? |
| GREETING | I suppose I can help you out. What do you want? |
| GREETING | I'm not really comfortable having you in here, so make it quick. |
| GREETING | Hey, friend. Need something? |
| GREETING | Glad to see you! Need a patch-job? |
| GREETING | I think you'd better get out of here. |
| GREETING | There are a half-dozen troopers in shouting distance. Best remember that before you try anything. |
| GREETING | I don't speak with outsiders, smoothskins especially. Talk to our leader, Jason Bright. |
| GREETING | Well, well! If it isn't the Vault explorer himself! Welcome back. |
| GREETING | Well, well! If it isn't the Vault explorer herself! Welcome back. |
| GREETING | {Satisfied but exhausted from sex}That was something else. I look forward to the next ride - once I recover, you monster. |
| GREETING | What are you doing here!? I don't want to be near you ever again! Leave, leave... just leave, ok!? |
| GREETING | Hey, stranger! Where have you been, uh? I missed you! |
| GREETING | Give me a few to close the shop, I'll meet you at the room. |
| GREETING | {Deeply Saddened}Mickey is... he's no longer... alive. I'm sorry, but I just can't go on. |
| GREETING | Hey buddy, spare a cap? I can make it worth your while. |
| GREETING | This man's prices are steep, but I hear he's worth it. |
| GREETING | Thanks, mister! |
| GREETING | Thanks, lady! |
| GREETING | I wish he'd quit running. |
| GREETING | He's kinda cute, isn't he? |
| GREETING | We're gonna have rat tonight! |
| GREETING | Hey pal, spare a cap? |
| GREETING | Ah, my favorite customer. Got a cap for me? |
| GREETING | You could do worse than leave your life in my hands, wanderer. Far worse. |
| GREETING | A hundred caps sees you safely through Freeside. What do you say? |
| GREETING | You're in luck stranger. You just happen to be talking to the most successful bodyguard in all of Freeside. |
| GREETING | And I just happen to be available at the moment. One hundred caps gets you a peaceful, pleasant trip through our fair district. Guaranteed. |
| GREETING | Hello, my friend! Can I perhaps interest you in some protection? My services come cheap at only a hundred caps. |
| GREETING | Look, I'm being paid to shoot people who talk to you, not talk to you myself. Just pretend I'm not here or something. |
| GREETING | Freeside truly is an interesting place, isn't it? |
| GREETING | I am sorry, my friend, but I must concentrate on watching out for threats. Please do not take offense. |
| GREETING | Something you need, kid? |
| GREETING | Heh, so the Garrets sent you to track me down? What a joke. |
| GREETING | Welcome to the Atomic Wrangler. What can I get you? |
| GREETING | Welcome to the Atomic Wrangler. |
| GREETING | Hey man, can you spare a few caps? |
| GREETING | How are you today? Santiago is fabulous! |
| GREETING | Ah... I wasn't expecting you to return. |
| GREETING | Santiago has nothing left to give. Leave me now. |
| GREETING | Santiago thanks you for getting him this job. |
| GREETING | Hello. Lovely to meet you. |
| GREETING | I have nothing more to give. Leave me be. |
| GREETING | Are you here to drop off medical supplies? Leave them with the rest in the middle of the courtyard. |
| GREETING | Looking for a fix, man? I got what you need. |
| GREETING | You seen Dixon around? He said he'd be back today. |
| GREETING | Come on, man. I'm dying here. |
| GREETING | Do you have chems, buddy? I could really use a fix. |
| GREETING | So you're back. Got any chems for me yet? |
| GREETING | Howdy. |
| GREETING | Not bad. You're lucky I was drawing their fire, otherwise you would have been chewed up. |
| GREETING | I sent one of my guys back to the King to report what happened. You should head back. He'll probably want to thank you. |
| GREETING | The King just sent a messenger over, saying these guys are off-limits. He's probably already heard about what you did here. |
| GREETING | Looks like you get to be a hero. Enjoy it while it lasts. |
| GREETING | Why the hell are you here? I got this under control! |
| GREETING | Why are you talking to me? Smoke these guys already! |
| GREETING | Good, you're here. These soldier boys don't kid around. They must have had a lookout posted and spotted us coming. |
| GREETING | They took out two of my guys right away, and now the rest are too scared to move in. That leaves you. |
| GREETING | What do we have here? Another petitioner for the King? |
| GREETING | Look who's back. If you want to see the King, you better pay up. |
| GREETING | Go on. The King's a busy man. Be grateful for this opportunity. |
| GREETING | I've got my eye on you. You cross the Kings, you'll regret it. |
| GREETING | Look, Rexie, someone new's come to see us. {Sighs}Poor boy. He hasn't been feeling well lately. I'm the King. What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | That's strange, I don't see ol' Rexie with you. He usually comes back here whenever he's not with you. Where'd he get to? |
| GREETING | Why Rexie, you look all better, boy! Good as new! {talks in dog-owner-schmoopy voice}Did my Rexie get a new brain? |
| GREETING | I sure appreciate you coming back. You think a little more about my offer? |
| GREETING | I... I can't believe Pace is gone... He was always right here, you know? Always cracking me up with some story or another. |
| GREETING | Anyway, what did you want? |
| GREETING | I heard someone got to my friends who were injured. Looks like we'll never find out who did it now. |
| GREETING | Did you want something? I'm all kinda shook up right now. |
| GREETING | My eyes on the street tell me you haven't paid our mutual friend Orris a visit yet. Until you do, we got nothing to talk about. |
| GREETING | What do you have for me? |
| GREETING | { Top level topics for The King } |
| GREETING | Have you found anything out? Or were you just here to chat? |
| GREETING | You find out somethin' about them soldier boys yet? |
| GREETING | I've already heard all about what happened, and all I can say is that I, and all of Freeside, thank you. Thank you very much. |
| GREETING | I heard all about what happened. Maybe it's time for a little more talkin' and a little less fightin'. |
| GREETING | Things have been lots better since you helped with with those soldier boys. Thanks again. So what can I do for you? |
| GREETING | What can the King do for you? |
| GREETING | Leave me alone. Can't you see a man's fighting for his life here? |
| GREETING | What is it? Can't you see I want to be left alone with my friend here? |
| GREETING | Tell the King we thank him for looking out for us. |
| GREETING | I ain't got any reason to talk to you. Scram. |
| GREETING | That true? Did the King really send you? |
| GREETING | Hope what I remembered helps. |
| GREETING | Hey, you helped out Bill Ronte so the Followers worked out a deal for you to drink free. |
| GREETING | The King controls the water pump. If you want water, you need to pay like everyone else. |
| GREETING | Guess we won't be doing this for much longer. |
| GREETING | The Major gave us all a talking-to. Guess she heard about some of the guys' night missions."" |
| GREETING | I've never seen the Major so angry before. She may look calm right now, but don't let her fool you. |
| GREETING | Hold up. What's the password? |
| GREETING | Let's try to keep the line moving, folks. |
| GREETING | Try to take only what you need. |
| GREETING | Submit to a credit check or present your passport before proceeding to the gate. Trespassers will be shot. |
| GREETING | Don't bother me right now. I've got to get back to see if any customers are waiting. |
| GREETING | Stay away from me, if you know what's good for you. |
| GREETING | Come on, let's get this over with. |
| GREETING | Don't distract me. I need to focus all my senses on keeping you safe. |
| GREETING | This gentleman and I were just settling on a price. I'm afraid you'll have to hire one of the others this time around. |
| GREETING | If you need to cross Freeside, no one will keep you safer than I will. |
| GREETING | I knew you'd be back. Ready to hire the best? |
| GREETING | Fully Integrated Security Technetronic Officer active and reporting for duty. |
| GREETING | Operation complete. Thank you for your business. |
| GREETING | Greetings. Fisto is programmed to please. |
| GREETING | I am programmed for your pleasure. Please assume the position. |
| GREETING | Welcome to Mick & Ralph's. If you need guns, I'm your man. |
| GREETING | For general supplies and other services, see my partner Ralph. |
| GREETING | {Blunt advice}You might want to clean up your act. Some of the locals have been complaining. |
| GREETING | Ralph and I don't sell to people who treat our friends badly. |
| GREETING | {Blunt}I don't take kindly to deadbeats who treat my friends like trash. Get {outta}out of here. |
| GREETING | {saddened sigh}I wish I'd never gotten involved with the Omertas. All of this bloodshed... |
| GREETING | {vindictive}One of these days, those bastards will get what's coming to them. {calm realization}In the meantime, I'll be sure to be more careful with my sales. |
| GREETING | {back to business}Anyway, is there anything I can get you? |
| GREETING | {Matter of fact}That was a real mess the Omertas were looking to create. {grateful, long glaaad}Glad you could get all that sorted. |
| GREETING | {financially strained, but relieved}May have cost me some business, but at least we avoided a shitstorm. |
| GREETING | {back to business}Anything I can get {ya}you? |
| GREETING | {Gruff}All of the scumbags are coming out of the woodwork now that the Kings are keeping everyone in line. |
| GREETING | {resigned sigh}At least gun sales are better than ever. {back to business}Now what can I get you{getcha}? |
| GREETING | {Ambivalent sigh}I'm not sure how to feel about the Kings and NCR sorting out their differences, but as long as business keeps up, I'm a happy man. |
| GREETING | {back to business}Now what can I {getcha}get you? |
| GREETING | {Amused}People say Mr. House hasn't been heard from in a while. Good riddance. |
| GREETING | {Back to business as usual}Now what can I do for {yuh}you? |
| GREETING | I heard about some things you've done around town. Nice to know someone is helping out for a change. |
| GREETING | {happy to see player}Welcome back, buddy! What can I {getcha}get you? |
| GREETING | Welcome back. |
| GREETING | I don't deal with dirtbags. Take a walk. |
| GREETING | If you're looking for guns, talk to Mick. Otherwise, I've got a nice selection of general supplies and other services. |
| GREETING | Hey, thanks for getting Bill Ronte fixed up. I was really getting sick of paying for water. |
| GREETING | Now, what can I do for {ya}you? |
| GREETING | {Giddy}Man, Jacob's Absinthe is phenomenal stuff. I don't think I've slept this well in ages...{trails off} |
| GREETING | {back to business}If you haven't tried it yet, he's been supplying the Wrangler with the stuff. So, what can I get {ya}you? |
| GREETING | {chuckles to self}With the Kings gone, it may be a little hairier around here, but business is good. |
| GREETING | Anything in particular you're looking for? |
| GREETING | {Sarcastic}So, Ambassador Fancypants has graced us with his presence! {sarcastic}I apologize if you're looking for Pre-War pipes and smoking jackets, I'm clean out. |
| GREETING | Playing debt collector for the Garrets, eh? I guess someone has to do their dirty work. |
| GREETING | {Pimpin'}Pimping ain't easy, eh? Maybe if you find some decent talent, I'll start visiting the Wrangler more often. |
| GREETING | {happy to see player}How's it going, friend? Looking for anything special? |
| GREETING | {Sarcastic, aaaand}And NCR wins? No, really, I'm shocked. |
| GREETING | {sarcastic}I totally didn't expect the guys with advanced armor and seemingly unlimited ammunition to take down an army of machete-wielding ingrates. |
| GREETING | {Wary}With Caesar's Legion in control of the dam, I think things are going to get much more difficult around here. |
| GREETING | {Elated}That old coot, House, is going to make me rich! With all the new rules and regulations in New Vegas, I'll make a killing circumventing them! |
| GREETING | {Pleased}An independent Vegas... Never thought I'd see it. |
| GREETING | House may be gone, but the players remain the same. Business as usual, then. |
| GREETING | Hey, what can I get you? |
| GREETING | {creepy vagrant laugh}Heh heh heh heh heh. |
| GREETING | {nearly passed out}Wha-? |
| GREETING | Bang bang bang bang bang! |
| GREETING | Reach for the sky, lady. |
| GREETING | Reach for the sky, mister. |
| GREETING | I wish I had a gun. |
| GREETING | Max can't even hit me. He's so dumb. |
| GREETING | I'm bored. |
| GREETING | Hey pal, you dig my new hat? I've been making some good money lately, and figured I'd treat myself. |
| GREETING | Hey, I thought about what you said before, and picked up this sweet piece. You were right, I feel much safer. |
| GREETING | Hey, I'm sorry about being so dismissive about your suggestion before. I thought a lot about what you said. |
| GREETING | There've been times when just a little bit of money from a stranger would have made a huge difference to me, so I get where you're coming from. |
| GREETING | Maybe I could make that kind of difference for someone else... ah, who am I kidding? |
| GREETING | Hey, I've been thinking a lot about what you said earlier, about saving up and leaving this dump. Do you really think it's possible? |
| GREETING | Look pal, I've been thinking. I know we got off to a bad start there, but let's put it behind us, okay? |
| GREETING | Hey pal, I made so much recently that I was able to afford this little number too. How do I look? |
| GREETING | You again. You want a tip, or you here to piss me off some more? |
| GREETING | Hey pal, you got the caps, I got the info. You do have the caps, right? |
| GREETING | Ah, my favorite customer returns. Want a tip? |
| GREETING | {Mugging sequence}Well, look who it is. I was just thinking about you. |
| GREETING | I recently came across a piece of info that you just have to hear, and since you're my best customer, it's on the house. Interested? |
| GREETING | {Mugging, after you turned him down the first time}Hey, I've still got that super-hot tip for you, and it's still free. What do you say? |
| GREETING | {Leaving}Hey pal, I've finally saved up enough caps to leave this dump, so no tips today. Or ever, I guess, ha ha. |
| GREETING | A lot of these caps came from you, so I wanted to say thanks before I shove off. Meeting you really changed my life. |
| GREETING | {Actual mugging}Okay, pal, we're going to do this quick and easy. I know you're loaded down with caps, judging by how much you've already given me. |
| GREETING | So I thought I'd save us both some time and just take all the caps you have. Hand them over. |
| GREETING | {Him working for the Followers}Oh hey, didn't think I'd see you here. I decided to stop scrounging for caps and start making a difference. |
| GREETING | The Followers have been really great. There's always something that needs to be done, and everyone here treats me really well. |
| GREETING | Sorry if you stopped by my old spot looking for info. I've been so busy lately that I haven't heard anything. |
| GREETING | Anyway, feel free to stay as long as you like. I've got to get back to work. |
| GREETING | {Said with an accusing tone, emphasis on the you"}What do you want?" |
| GREETING | {Pacer top level topics} |
| GREETING | Welcome to Freeside. Try not to get killed. |
| GREETING | Kick back and relax! Everything is allowed in Freeside! |
| GREETING | The only rule in Freeside is don't mess with the Kings. |
| GREETING | Watch yourself around here. |
| GREETING | If you're heading to the Strip, just go through the gate there. |
| GREETING | Freeside is the Kings' turf. Remember that. |
| GREETING | Great, another one come in from the wastes. Like this place isn't crowded enough. |
| GREETING | Move along. |
| GREETING | Good evening! Are you looking for companionship, love? |
| GREETING | You look new to Freeside, so here's a little advice, friend. Don't go past the south gate greeter without talking to it first. |
| GREETING | Hello again. |
| GREETING | Ah, you return to me a King yourself! It would be an honor for me to do your hair! That is why you are here, yes? |
| GREETING | Ah, I knew you'd be back. Ready for your entire life to change? |
| GREETING | You want your hair done, too? No, no, no. The Kings are many, and their hair must be *perfect*. |
| GREETING | When is the King coming back up here? I'm bored! |
| GREETING | The King is all that his name implies, and then some. |
| GREETING | The King promised to take us out tonight. I simply adore going to the Tops! |
| GREETING | All I do all day is read magazines. You'd be amazed what you can learn from them! |
| GREETING | I want to go to the Strip! We never get to go to Gomorrah anymore! |
| GREETING | You're not a King! Does the King know you're up here? |
| GREETING | You want to travel through Freeside with ease, you hire a King. We're everywhere, and no one messes with us. |
| GREETING | Your safety is practically guaranteed, for just 100 caps. |
| GREETING | Hey there, you want to cruise Freeside in style, you'd do worse than hire a King to tag along. Only 100 caps. |
| GREETING | You wanted something? |
| GREETING | Something on your mind? |
| GREETING | {Angry}Well, I hate to support the damn NCR, but it looks like they're the only thing between us and mass slavery at the hands of the Legion. |
| GREETING | Here's to the slaughter of every last one of those brahmin-poking meatheads, Caesar's Legion. |
| GREETING | {Wary}Doesn't look good, this build-up of forces between the NCR and Legion. Not good at all for business in the long run, if the Legion wins. |
| GREETING | {Concerned}I hear the Legion is camping out across the river. I hope they're not planning to attack, but those bloodthirsty molerats are never up to any good. |
| GREETING | {excited}Some guys were in here earlier saying you survived Benny's goon squad. That's one hell of a feat, bud. Have a drink on me. |
| GREETING | {Amused}I hear Benny got force-fed a little slice of heaven. Man what I would have paid to see that loathesome little weasel eat it. |
| GREETING | {Snarky}So Benny went MIA, huh? I always figured him for a coward. |
| GREETING | {Confident}You made a run on The Tops, eh? Admirable work, but don't try that crap in Freeside. |
| GREETING | {Mixed}I don't care how you get your work done, but keep you nose clean in Freeside. |
| GREETING | {Mixed}{Chuckle}Here comes trouble. What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | {Wild Child}I can see you appreciate the gray areas of life. Got anything in particular you're looking for? |
| GREETING | {Wild Child}Welcome back, wild man. What can I do for you. |
| GREETING | {Wild Child}Welcome back, wild woman. What can I do for you. |
| GREETING | {Good Natured Rascal}{Heya}Hey, chum. Welcome back. |
| GREETING | {Liked}Welcome back, friend. What can I get you? |
| GREETING | {Merciful Thug}People in Freeside are talking, bub. We don't serve punks. Change your attitude, or find another place to drink. |
| GREETING | {Merciful Thug}I don't have all day. What do you need? |
| GREETING | {Hated}You're a real piece of work, bub. You're lucky to be alive with your rep around here. |
| GREETING | {Unknown}Welcome to the Atomic Wrangler. What can I get you? |
| GREETING | {Unknown}Welcome back. What can I get you? |
| GREETING | {Concerned}I heard about your run on The Tops. Don't even think about trying that crap here. |
| GREETING | {Amused}So Benny's dead, huh? That shifty son of a bitch had it coming. |
| GREETING | {at a loss}I hear Benny went missing. I can't help but wonder what happened to him. |
| GREETING | {excited}I heard Benny sent his goons after you. You're one hell of a survivor to make it out of The Tops alive. |
| GREETING | {matter-of-fact}So it turns out the Omertas were into some serious shit. I always suspected that crew was dirty. |
| GREETING | {Friendly, Impressed}Some gamblers came in saying they'd seen you enter the Lucky 38. I have to say I'm impressed. |
| GREETING | I don't know of any other living person who's been in there. |
| GREETING | {Cheery}People are saying the Securitrons are acting funny. {Cold}I hope that old Geezer, House, is dead. Might give the locals a chance to take control. |
| GREETING | {Warm thanks}Here's one on the house for taking down Caesar. Serves him right for treating women like livestock. |
| GREETING | {Amused}You hear? Caesar finally kicked the bucket! Serves him right for treating women like livestock. |
| GREETING | {Disgusted}Damn monorail bombing. I {spose}suppose this means we'll be seeing more NCR chumps wandering through Freeside. |
| GREETING | {Reticent}Hate to say it, but business has improved since the troopers started coming through Freeside to get to Vegas. |
| GREETING | {Amused}I hear you've been making a name for yourself on The Strip. Don't forget about the Wrangler if you make it big. |
| GREETING | {Concerned}People are getting nervous about the Legion amassing on the other side of the river. I hope the NCR can hold agains another attack. |
| GREETING | {Wary}This build-up on both sides of the dam isn't good. If the Legion attacks and wins, it won't be long before we're all slaves. |
| GREETING | {Angry}God-damned Legion is raring for a fight. No matter who wins, a lot of people are going to die in the process, and dead men don't drink. |
| GREETING | {Mixed}You can order whatever you want, as long as it's alcoholic. |
| GREETING | {Wild Child}So the wild one returns! What can I get you? |
| GREETING | {Good Natured Rascal}{Appreciative}I hear you've been helping out around town. It's much appreciated, friend. |
| GREETING | {Good Natured Rascal}{Warm}What can I get you, friend? |
| GREETING | {Liked}{Warm}You've done a lot for Freeside and it is much appreciated. Here's one on the house. |
| GREETING | {Liked}{Warm}Good to see you! What can I get you, friend? |
| GREETING | {Merciful Thug}Watch yourself, friend. We don't serve those who treat our friends badly. Shape up, or ship out. |
| GREETING | {Merciful Thug}{Disinterested}Yeah? What do you need? |
| GREETING | {Hated}What the hell do you want? |
| GREETING | {Unknown}Welcome to the Atomic Wrangler. What can I get you? |
| GREETING | {Unknown}Welcome back. What can I get you? |
| GREETING | Emily says you're working with her on bugging the Lucky 38. That information would be invaluable to our research if you can get it done. |
| GREETING | Hey, I heard about the bug getting destroyed in the Lucky 38. We'll get in there eventually. It's just a matter of time. |
| GREETING | One of my aides said you got into the Lucky 38. If you see someone by the name of Emily near there, we would like you to work for us. |
| GREETING | {Concerned}I've heard a few patients mention the Securitrons are acting strangely and no one has heard from Mr. House in a while. |
| GREETING | If House is out of the picture, maybe we'll be able to get our hands on some of his technology. It would help our scientists greatly. |
| GREETING | So the great {Kai-zar}Caesar is dead. Happy news, but I don't know that it'll make things safer. The rest of his goons may be even worse once they take power. |
| GREETING | Smoke rising from the east spells trouble. I hope the Legion isn't on the move. |
| GREETING | I sincerely hope the NCR are getting supplies in place to defend against an attack, because it looks like the Legion has plans for the dam again. |
| GREETING | If things don't go well at the dam, all of our efforts here could be for nothing. I hope to God the Legion doesn't win control. |
| GREETING | {Unknown}Is there something you need? |
| GREETING | {Unknown}Hi, do you need assistance? |
| GREETING | {Unknown}Can I help you? |
| GREETING | {Mixed}Yes? |
| GREETING | {Mixed}Do you need something? |
| GREETING | {Mixed}Have you ever considered getting your head checked? |
| GREETING | {Wild Child}I'm pretty busy, is there something you need? |
| GREETING | {Wild Child}Make it quick, I'm a busy woman. |
| GREETING | {Wild Child}We don't specialize in psychiatry in this camp. |
| GREETING | {Good Natured Rascal}Hey, good to see you. |
| GREETING | {Good Natured Rascal}Welcome. |
| GREETING | {Liked}Welcome back, friend. |
| GREETING | {Liked}Great to see you again. |
| GREETING | {Merciful Thug}What do you want? |
| GREETING | {Merciful Thug}Watch yourself around here. We don't tolerate thugs in the camp. |
| GREETING | {Merciful Thug}I'm busy, make it quick. |
| GREETING | {Hated}I hope you don't think I'm going to stitch your sorry ass. |
| GREETING | {Hated}Great, you again? |
| GREETING | {Hated}Don't you have some kittens to drown or something? |
| GREETING | Check it out. Between the dumpsters there. |
| GREETING | Looky what we have here, ladies, another unsuspecting ponce! |
| GREETING | Place your bets and give the wheel a spin! |
| GREETING | Pull up a stool and join the game, buddy! |
| GREETING | You people are crazy! |
| GREETING | You want to get your hands on some of the deadliest weapons around? Head just down the street to the Silver Rush. You won't be disappointed. |
| GREETING | The Silver Rush is just down the street here. You can't miss it. |
| GREETING | Hey baby, head down to the Atomic Wrangler if you want to have a good time. |
| GREETING | The Wrangler's just down the street. You're almost there already. |
| GREETING | Stop by Mick & Ralph's for all your shopping needs, sir. |
| GREETING | Stop by Mick & Ralph's for all your shopping needs, ma'am. |
| GREETING | Mick & Ralph's is located just before the east gate. |
| GREETING | {Mick Placeholder} |
| GREETING | ... |
| GREETING | You new to Freeside? Haven't seen you around. |
| GREETING | You looking to join the Kings? |
| GREETING | Do I know you? Whatever. |
| GREETING | I hear you're working out pretty well. The King's taken a shine to you. |
| GREETING | Stick by the Kings, and the Kings'll stick by you. |
| GREETING | I've been hearing good things about you. Keep it up. |
| GREETING | Hey pal, what's shaking? |
| GREETING | You're okay in my book. |
| GREETING | Hey there. You should stop by Freeside more often. |
| GREETING | You got guts, showing your face around here. |
| GREETING | You're lucky the King's a forgiving man. |
| GREETING | I don't need to talk to you. |
| GREETING | I wish you never came to Freeside. |
| GREETING | Back again? What's next, burn down the Wrangler? |
| GREETING | You're not wanted around here. Scram. |
| GREETING | Some people seem to think you've helped the community, but I have my doubts. |
| GREETING | There's talk of you being a menace, but I think you mean well. |
| GREETING | Well, you definitely accomplished some things here, but I can't tell if Freeside is better for it or not. |
| GREETING | You have got to be the craziest asshole I've ever met. |
| GREETING | A couple of us started a pool trying to guess what you've going to do next. |
| GREETING | Don't take this the wrong way, but are you, like, crazy or something? |
| GREETING | Heard there was some excitement in one of the casinos in the Strip. Bunch of people got hurt when some nut started attacking people. |
| GREETING | Things are tense on the Strip right now. The head of one of Mr. House's Families was killed. Time to lay low, you ask me. |
| GREETING | Some nut attempted to kill the head of one of Mr. House's Families recently. Whoever did it is either crazy or has balls the size of Freeside. |
| GREETING | Did you hear someone managed to fight their way through the Chairmen and flee the Strip after being caught? Wonder if they're hiding out in Freeside. |
| GREETING | Looks like Gomorrah's under new management. I wonder what happened? |
| GREETING | There's talk of someone going into the Lucky 38 to talk to Mr. House. That's bullshit. Everyone knows Mr. House doesn't talk to anyone. |
| GREETING | Man, I thought those tin cans of Mr. House's were tough before. Have you seen the shit they can do now? |
| GREETING | Turns out Mr. House wasn't so safe up in his tower after all! |
| GREETING | I wonder how Mr. House died. I figure it wasn't old age. |
| GREETING | How are we supposed to sleep with the Lucky 38 lit up 24/7? |
| GREETING | Holy crap! You're the one they're saying killed the Legion honcho right? |
| GREETING | Word on the street is that the leader of the Legion bought it. Too bad, someone was finally going to do something about all the NCR around here. |
| GREETING | You hear how Mr. House said uncle?" Vegas is gonna join the NCR. So much for Freeside." |
| GREETING | Did you hear? Someone bombed the monorail down at McCarran, so everyone's been forced to come through here to get to the Strip. Business is booming. |
| GREETING | Seems like they've got things straightened out in McCarran now, but we're still seeing a big increase in traffic here. |
| GREETING | I can't believe someone stopped the NCR president from getting killed. If anyone deserves it, it's that jerk. |
| GREETING | Someone took a shot at the NCR president, but the lucky bastard got away. Oh well, it was a good try. |
| GREETING | Hey, did you hear the NCR president got whacked? Good for whoever did it, I say. Couldn't have happened to a nicer guy. |
| GREETING | There's mutterings from the NCR people around here that some local hero of theirs died. Whatever. |
| GREETING | Turns out some military hero the Squatters admired was actually a slimeball. An NCR soldier who's actually a dick? Who would've thought? |
| GREETING | Heh, word is the leader of the Fiends got taken down. I would have done it myself, it he ever had the courage to step into Freeside. |
| GREETING | I heard that some of the bosses of the Fiends were killed. Wouldn't be surprised if the NCR had something to do with it. |
| GREETING | You hear the Legion attacked Bitter Springs? If we're lucky, the NCR will pull some of their soldiers away from here and send them that way. |
| GREETING | Word is the Khans signed a treaty with the NCR. Never saw that coming. |
| GREETING | The Khans used to be a big deal around here, but look at them now. There's talk that they were all killed up in the mountains. |
| GREETING | Weird, someone just told me that the Khans split the Vegas area. Wonder where they went, and why. |
| GREETING | I can't believe the King is dead. What's going to happen to us now? |
| GREETING | If you had asked me a month ago, I'd have said we'd never willingly work with the NCR. But look at us now. |
| GREETING | I still can't believe the King agreed to work with the NCR. But he's the King, and the King knows best. |
| GREETING | So far working with the NCR hasn't been too bad. If anything, things seem to be getting better. |
| GREETING | Great, just when you think the NCR can't possibly sink their claws deeper, the town of Primm signs up to join the Republic. |
| GREETING | Sounds like the NCR and the Legion are both gearing up for a fight. We've been seeing a lot more soldiers around. |
| GREETING | The big showdown between the NCR and the Legion is coming soon, believe you me. |
| GREETING | I heard some Squatters talking about some fancy pants Rangers coming into the area soon. Like we need more NCR here. |
| GREETING | Word is those tough guys rangers are here. I ain't seen them myself, but how scary can they be? |
| GREETING | Everyone's talking about Hoover Dam nowadays. I wish the battle would just happen already. The suspense is killing me. |
| GREETING | Hey, isn't that the King's dog? |
| GREETING | Heya Rex, how you doing boy? |
| GREETING | I see you've hired a Follower doctor. Smart move, Freeside being what it is. |
| GREETING | That friend of yours NCR? He looks like he's NCR. |
| GREETING | Hellooo, cowgirl! You mind if talk to your lady friend a bit instead of you? |
| GREETING | Huh. Nice robot. You with the Followers or something? |
| GREETING | Whoa. That's a whole lotta mutant you got with you there. Still, long as it doesn't cause trouble it's all good. |
| GREETING | Nice to see a human palling around with a ghoul. I see a lot of people around here avoid them. |
| GREETING | Your girl's kinda cute, but not my type at all. I don't go for smart chicks. |
| GREETING | Watch yourself. There's some unsavory types about. |
| GREETING | The Squatters have been more and more trouble lately. |
| GREETING | Man, I'm hungry. I'd give anything for a Fancy Lad. Wait, I mean- you know what I mean! |
| GREETING | Squatters aren't happy about the water rationing, but then when are they ever happy? |
| GREETING | It's gotten so bad that even I think twice before going out at night around here. |
| GREETING | The bodyguards at the gates aren't so bad. Except that Orris guy. That bastard runs his mouth a little too much. |
| GREETING | Can't wait to hit the Wrangler tonight. Just me and my favorite girl. |
| GREETING | I've been saving up for one of those sweet pistols at the Silver Rush. That'll get me some respect. |
| GREETING | Saw a guy try to rush through the south gate a few days ago. Nothin' left but dust, you know? |
| GREETING | Those Squatters think they're entitled to everything. |
| GREETING | Man, I still can't believe the Van Graffs took Pacer out. |
| GREETING | Shame about Pacer. We all tried to tell him to kick the habit, with that condition of his. He always did his own thing, I'll give him that. |
| GREETING | I used to guard at the gate, but there's no money in it these days. Only the big name guards get any business. |
| GREETING | Thank god the Followers are here. I'd probably be dead now if it weren't for their doctors. |
| GREETING | It's never dull in Freeside, is it? |
| GREETING | Heya, what's shakin'? |
| GREETING | Hey there. |
| GREETING | What's going on? |
| GREETING | {Satisfied}They have a fantastic menu at the diner. |
| GREETING | {Relieved}Haven't found any Radroaches, so far. |
| GREETING | {Saddened}This place's got a weird gloom after Miss Weintraub died. |
| GREETING | Did you get a tour? The owner has done a great job with this place. |
| GREETING | {Marveled}I've never seen so many pretty lights in my life. |
| GREETING | {Self Justification)It's cramped in here, sure, but who really needs a fancy room, anyway? |
| GREETING | Howdy, little lady. |
| GREETING | Ahhh! Please don't kill me, I swear I'll have - wait. You... you don't work for Mr. Bishop, do you? |
| GREETING | Hey, thanks again for getting me this gig. I owe you one. |
| GREETING | Oh, it's you again. What is it? |
| GREETING | Hey, come on, pal, I'm trying to put on a show here! |
| GREETING | Hey, come on, lady, I'm trying to put on a show here! |
| GREETING | You again? You should meet my bookie, you have something in common - every time I talk to you, I lose caps! |
| GREETING | Whoa, baby! Am I looking at a mirror, or are you just that ugly? |
| GREETING | Any luck with Garret yet? |
| GREETING | Well, if it isn't my number one fan. What can I do for you, number one fan? |
| GREETING | Is that a {Mark}Mk. III Support Model you have with you? I've seen references to them, but never with my own eyes. I imagine he makes a great pet. |
| GREETING | Where did you get that Eyebot? I've never seen one modified quite like that. |
| GREETING | Keep that mutant in line, or we'll put it down. |
| GREETING | Oh good, now I have to put up with the stench of rotting ghoul as well. I hope the air filters are working. |
| GREETING | I've heard that your friend there can put some of the senior scribes to shame. |
| GREETING | Why is your friend there glaring at me like that? Did I bump into him or something? |
| GREETING | Don't bother me. I'm on patrol. |
| GREETING | Hello, outsider. |
| GREETING | I've important work to do, so no time to talk. |
| GREETING | Does Ramos know you're walking around without a guard? |
| GREETING | Keep up the good work, outsider. |
| GREETING | I hear you've been making yourself useful. Unlike some people I could mention. |
| GREETING | Are you adjusting to the bunker, outsider? |
| GREETING | Just between you and me, I'm glad you're here. This place needed a fresh face. |
| GREETING | You've been a great help, outsider. Thank you for all your hard work. |
| GREETING | Greetings, {outsider}out- excuse me, I guess I need to stop calling you that, don't I? |
| GREETING | So you're one of us now, eh? Truly it is a rare honor. |
| GREETING | Oh, it's you. |
| GREETING | I'd rather not talk to you, outsider. |
| GREETING | I'd rather not associate with you. Excuse me. |
| GREETING | Why the Elder didn't just have you shot is beyond me. |
| GREETING | Don't talk to me. You've caused more than enough damage. |
| GREETING | Ramos is keeping an eye on you, outsider. Remember that. |
| GREETING | You certainly make life more interesting, outsider. |
| GREETING | Some of the others may look the other way, but I don't trust you. |
| GREETING | You're going to have to clean up your act if you want some respect around here, outsider. |
| GREETING | Just when I think I've got you figured out, you go and surprise me. |
| GREETING | I don't trust you, outsider, but I can't help but like you. |
| GREETING | You're alright, outsider. Most of the time, anyway. |
| GREETING | I have two hours of weapons training every morning. It is a good way to start the day. |
| GREETING | Hardin is a tough man, but fair. I'd follow him into battle any day. |
| GREETING | There are whispers that McNamara's lost his nerve. I can't believe that, not after what he did at HELIOS One. |
| GREETING | How long before we resume normal patrols? |
| GREETING | After the battle at HELIOS One, some people were worried about the NCR coming after us, but this bunker is secure. |
| GREETING | Ramos runs a tight ship. We haven't had an incident in over a year. Your arrival excluded, of course. |
| GREETING | Hardin will be Elder soon, mark my words. |
| GREETING | Why are we hiding down here? We should be avenging our fallen brothers! |
| GREETING | HELIOS will be ours again someday. |
| GREETING | When are these night missions going to end? |
| GREETING | Ugh, more VR training. Maybe I'll hit the shooting range instead. |
| GREETING | Maintaining the machinery around here is important. We have to breathe, after all. |
| GREETING | After this I have some weapons to repair. |
| GREETING | If I do a good job, I might be up for promotion to Paladin soon. |
| GREETING | Power armor is pretty intricately made. It's not an easy thing to fix. |
| GREETING | Have you seen the dust storm above? I worked on that machine! |
| GREETING | If it's not broken power armor, it's broken electrical fixtures. |
| GREETING | If it's not broken weapons, it's broken power armor. |
| GREETING | I'm really busy now, sorry. |
| GREETING | I don't think these repairs will ever end. |
| GREETING | Our early test results look promising. |
| GREETING | I heard the Elder's got Taggart working on some kind of secret project. |
| GREETING | Every day we come one step closer to reclaiming the glory of the past. |
| GREETING | Even though the patrols no longer go out, we've got a backlog of devices that require investigation. |
| GREETING | Why is it so important that we research night vision optics? |
| GREETING | I'd kill to go outside and gather some specimens. |
| GREETING | Everyone says I'm crazy, but I still say it'd be a great advancement if doors opened once you got close to them. |
| GREETING | The loss of HELIOS was terrible, but this bunker is a wonder of its own. |
| GREETING | If we could just combine the best qualities of laser and plasma weaponry... |
| GREETING | It pains me to think of the scientific wonders at HELIOS One, now in NCR hands. |
| GREETING | But if I adjust the magnetic field, perhaps the resulting change in wavelength will- excuse me, I'm merely thinking out loud. |
| GREETING | We have a duty to preserve the past. |
| GREETING | Only a few people get to venture outside, usually to trade for food. |
| GREETING | You've been outside. Is the NCR really still hunting us? |
| GREETING | McNamara's done a pretty good job, given the situation he was handed. |
| GREETING | Our former Elder, Elijah, was obsessed with new technology. That's why we were at HELIOS in the first place. |
| GREETING | Hardin owes his life to McNamara. That's why he won't challenge him outright. |
| GREETING | As much as I'm sick of Taggart's VR sims, I have to admit we wouldn't be combat ready without them. |
| GREETING | Doc Schuler is a lifesaver. I was hurt in training the other day and she fixed me right up. |
| GREETING | The Lucky 38's reactor has been restarted... it can be seen from miles away. |
| GREETING | {Player in NCR gear}Howdy, trooper. I thought the Big Horn was off limits to you guys, but who am I to complain? A customer is a customer. |
| GREETING | {Great Khans left alive}Surprising that the Khans are going to walk out of here after all that fuss. |
| GREETING | {Great Khans dead}Guess those Khans got what was coming to them, huh? |
| GREETING | {NCR troops dead}Hope those Great Khans don't come trash my saloon. I'm not part of the NCR! |
| GREETING | Welcome back to the Big Horn. What can I get you? |
| GREETING | {Player attacked NCR, NCR troops not all dead}Kill every last one of those NCR troopers and then we'll talk. |
| GREETING | {astonished, but in a manly way}What the hell? You're that courier Benny wasted back in Goodsprings. You're supposed to be dead. |
| GREETING | {slight threat}I'm getting real tired of talking. |
| GREETING | Still got a bit of a walk ahead of us. Talk fast. |
| GREETING | We've got a situation with some Great Khans right now. The brass at McCarran has ordered me to lock down the ruins until it's been resolved. |
| GREETING | {Player attacking Great Khans, Great Khans not all dead}Can't talk. We didn't get all the Great Khans yet. |
| GREETING | {Player not helping Monroe}Where do you think you're going? I can't let you go into the ruins, not without a reason. |
| GREETING | {Speech path}How are negotiations with the Great Khans going? |
| GREETING | {Speech path - deal reached}I'm glad you were able to get my people freed, but there's a new problem. I just got orders to take out the Great Khans, hostages or not. |
| GREETING | {Speech path - player attacked Great Khans}When I heard the shots, I figured your negotiation went bad. What the hell happened? |
| GREETING | {Speech path - bribe paid}The Great Khans can go, just as we agreed. |
| GREETING | {Sneak path}Ackerman and Gilbert aren't back yet. What's the holdup? |
| GREETING | {Both hostages rescued}Thanks for getting both of my people out of there. |
| GREETING | {Sneak path - one hostage rescued}I'm sorry that you couldn't get both hostages out alive, but that's how it goes sometimes. Thanks for your help. |
| GREETING | {Sneak path - hostages dead}I'm sorry that you couldn't get either hostage out alive, but that's how it goes sometimes. Thanks for your help. |
| GREETING | I really don't have the time to chatter right now. |
| GREETING | Thanks for the rescue. |
| GREETING | Man, I thought I was dead for sure. |
| GREETING | Thanks for getting me out of there. I owe you one. |
| GREETING | I'm glad that's over. Thank you. |
| GREETING | You here to pay your respects, too? |
| GREETING | Hello again. Is there something you need from me? |
| GREETING | What the fuck are you doing? My brother died at the Battle of Hoover Dam. You're desecrating a war memorial. |
| GREETING | I've got nothing else to say to you. |
| GREETING | The {cutting}great" republic couldn't find enough soliders to liberate this camp |
| GREETING | {AH-way}Ave. Why have you come to Nelson? |
| GREETING | {annoyed}What is it this time? |
| GREETING | Yes? |
| GREETING | Ave. You have done a great service to Caesar. Do so again, but elsewhere. |
| GREETING | {Player not in NCR gear}This post isn't someplace a civilian ought to be. |
| GREETING | {Player in NCR gear}Hey there. Is McCarran having you check up on us? |
| GREETING | {Player not in NCR gear}I'm not supposed to let civilians just walk around this place. There better be a good reason for you being here. |
| GREETING | Player won Battle for Hoover Dam, for Independent Vegas with Securitrons |
| GREETING | {Rumors of Legion Veterans}It's said the Legion's veterans will arrive from Arizona soon. They are a sight to behold. |
| GREETING | {Middle game begins}{Le-GAH-tus La-nee-OOS}Legatus Lanius is on the march. When he arrives, the real slaughter will begin. |
| GREETING | {Late game begins}{Veteran}I have fought beneath {Le-GAH-tus La-nee-OOS}Legatus Lanius many times. He cannot be defeated. |
| GREETING | {Battle for Hoover Dam soon to begin}{Veteran}Finally, the dam will be assaulted. {Le-GAH-tus La-nee-OOS}Legatus Lanius is come. |
| GREETING | {Player killed President Kimball}{Veteran}{recognizing player}Kimball's assassin. Nicely done. |
| GREETING | True to {KAI-zar}Caesar. |
| GREETING | {delighted}If it isn't the courier who's done everything she can to defy the will of mighty {KAI-zar}Caesar! |
| GREETING | The Legion holds Nelson, Profligate! This is where you'll die. {call to arms}Brothers, attack! |
| GREETING | Have you come to Nelson seeking your death, Profligate? |
| GREETING | Player assaulted The Tops Casino. |
| GREETING | {Angry}Head voices don't *like* you, squishy man! |
| GREETING | {Jealous}No! Head voices don't talk to you. Only to me! |
| GREETING | {Player in NCR gear}Got a second, trooper? I've got something important that needs to get done, but nobody's stepping up to help me out. I'm hoping you're different. |
| GREETING | {Player not in NCR gear}Hey, you're not one of the troopers... got a second? I have work I need done and nobody here at the camp has the time or inclination to help me out. |
| GREETING | {NCR victory}{grinning}You should've heard the cheers over the radio when news of the victory came back from the Dam. |
| GREETING | {Legion victory}{fear}I've been trying to sort out the rumors from the facts, but with the Legion coming, I guess it doesn't matter. The news is all bad. |
| GREETING | {Other victory}{puzzled}Lots of confusion over the radio. Somehow the NCR lost the Dam, but the Legion didn't get it, either? |
| GREETING | {curious}Hey, what did Chief Hanlon have to say about those false reports we uncovered? |
| GREETING | Welcome back. |
| GREETING | Thanks for setting me straight. |
| GREETING | Get lost. |
| GREETING | {Surprised}Oh! What are you doing here? |
| GREETING | Aren't you the guy that helped wipe out Nelson? |
| GREETING | Holy shit man, that's fucking crazy! |
| GREETING | Aren't you the gal that helped wipe out Nelson? |
| GREETING | Holy shit, that's fucking crazy! |
| GREETING | Aren't you the one that saved President Kimball? That must have been some speech, eh? |
| GREETING | I heard President Kimball was assassinated during his visit to Hoover Dam. Doesn't surprise me, we're all going to end up dead soon anyway. |
| GREETING | I heard President Kimball almost got killed during his visit to Hoover Dam. Good thing he didn't come here, he would be dead for sure. |
| GREETING | You're new here aren't you? Don't tell me we're actually going to get reinforcements. |
| GREETING | Look at the big hero. You here to save us? |
| GREETING | I've heard of you. Did you figure on coming out here and helping us lowly troopers out? |
| GREETING | Just what we need around here, a loose cannon causing more trouble. |
| GREETING | I've heard of you, what do you want? |
| GREETING | What the fuck are you doing here? |
| GREETING | What do you want? |
| GREETING | We're all going to die out here. They're out there right now, waiting for us... waiting to kill us. |
| GREETING | We're all fucked! |
| GREETING | I don't want to be seen with the likes of you. Get lost. |
| GREETING | You're still here? I'm surprised you're not dead or gone by now. |
| GREETING | What do you want? |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | {Player in NCR gear}You a transfer from one of the other posts? I haven't seen you around before. |
| GREETING | You're really not supposed to be here. |
| GREETING | {Player in NCR gear}{suspicious}You're not part of this post as far as I know. What do you want? |
| GREETING | {Player not in NCR gear}{suspicious}This is a military outpost. Why are you here? |
| GREETING | Did you need something else? |
| GREETING | {Player in NCR gear}I'm pretty sure you're not authorized to be here, whatever unit you happen to be from. What do you want? |
| GREETING | Why are you still here? |
| GREETING | {Player not in NCR gear}No sudden moves and you and I will do all right. What do you want? |
| GREETING | {Player in NCR gear}Haven't seen you around the post before. I'm busy, so keep the chit-chat to the point. |
| GREETING | Yeah? |
| GREETING | McCarran doesn't like it when civilians wander into military outposts, so if you're here on business, better make it quick. |
| GREETING | You're back. What's up? |
| GREETING | {Player not in NCR gear}{fearful}You're here for the money. I told the Omertas I was good for it! I just need more time! |
| GREETING | {Player in NCR gear}{paranoid}You're not part of my unit... no, you're here for the money! I told the Omertas I was good for it! |
| GREETING | Oh, uh, hey. |
| GREETING | {Player in NCR gear}No run-ins with the Great Khans, I hope? They've been more restless than usual. |
| GREETING | {Player not in NCR gear}This area isn't safe for civilians. You don't want to get caught by the Great Khans. |
| GREETING | Yeah? |
| GREETING | {Player in NCR gear}I don't know what you did to pull runner duty to a post this far out in the wasteland, but you have my sympathies. |
| GREETING | {Player not in NCR gear}If you're here to sell something, we don't want any. |
| GREETING | What's up? |
| GREETING | {Player in NCR gear}You don't walk like any trooper I've ever seen, but I'll let it slide. What do you want? |
| GREETING | {Player in not in NCR gear}What brings you to Ranger Station Bravo? |
| GREETING | Something up? |
| GREETING | Think you can beat the house, baby? |
| GREETING | Lucky 21, baby! |
| GREETING | Feeling lucky? I got the best table in the joint! |
| GREETING | Scram, baby, I'm on my break. |
| GREETING | Can't you see I'm taking it easy here? |
| GREETING | Look, I'll be back at the table soon, baby, don't fret. |
| GREETING | Little birdies are chirping about the big Cheese of the Legion going deadsville real unexpected-like. Crazy old world, ain't it? |
| GREETING | You hear some crumb tried to kill the president of the NCR? Gutsy, baby. Real gutsy. |
| GREETING | {Neutral - doesn't care that the player killed the President, but impressed that the player walked into a casino full of people who do}Ain't you the cat that tried to ice the President? Gutsy, baby, showing your face in here. |
| GREETING | {Playful, teasing}Uh-oh, here comes trouble! |
| GREETING | {Playful, teasing}Ha ha, this cat's crazy! |
| GREETING | {Playful, teasing}Baby, you bring crazy with you! |
| GREETING | Hey, play it cool, baby, we just got the place fixed up. |
| GREETING | They, ah, checked your weapons at the door, right? |
| GREETING | Baby, you are some kind of crazy. |
| GREETING | Well, I guess your money's good here. |
| GREETING | Just do what you came to do and get out. |
| GREETING | We don't need your kind of trouble. |
| GREETING | You got some kind of nerve strolling around in here like this. |
| GREETING | Christ, who let you through security? |
| GREETING | You ain't welcome here, so just take a hike. |
| GREETING | This place is the bees knees! |
| GREETING | I dig this crazy slang! |
| GREETING | Ehh, the broads are better looking at Gomorrah. |
| GREETING | Buy a gal a drink? |
| GREETING | Hey, handsome. |
| GREETING | Why don't you come up and see me sometime? |
| GREETING | Don't get too close to Mr. Benny |
| GREETING | No sudden moves around the boss, got it? |
| GREETING | I got my eye on you, so no funny business. |
| GREETING | Keep those hands where I can see 'em. |
| GREETING | Ring-a-ding, baby. |
| GREETING | How's it hangin'? |
| GREETING | Heya, baby, what's the haps? |
| GREETING | You dig this crazy scene or what? |
| GREETING | This guy right here! This is the guy! |
| GREETING | This gal right here! This is the gal! |
| GREETING | Hang loose, baby. |
| GREETING | Baby, good to see you! |
| GREETING | Hey hey, there's my guy! |
| GREETING | Hey hey, there's my gal! |
| GREETING | Yeah, baby, now we can start the party! |
| GREETING | Hope Swank's smarter than Benny. |
| GREETING | Wonder where Benny got off to? |
| GREETING | I thought Benny was a stand up guy - hard to believe he was a fink all along. |
| GREETING | Hey, play it cool, baby, we just got the place fixed up. |
| GREETING | Oh no, not again! |
| GREETING | You're the fink that killed Benny! |
| GREETING | I wonder where Benny ran off to. |
| GREETING | Heh. Guess those Omerta finks got what was coming to them. |
| GREETING | Who thought it was a good idea to give the robots missile launchers? |
| GREETING | If Mister House ain't the top dog on the Strip, whaddya suppose that means for us? |
| GREETING | Those Securitrons handing out obituaries? Creepy. |
| GREETING | You're the gasser who killed Caesar, ain't ya? Ring-a-ding! |
| GREETING | Ain't seen no soldier boys for a while. Guess they're all scared of coming out after that big boom. |
| GREETING | Looks like the troops are back. Good thing, too, this place was deadsville without their caps. |
| GREETING | Ain't you the cat that stopped Kimball getting iced? Gutsy, baby, but don't expect no free drinks for it. |
| GREETING | You hear some crazy crumb killed the president of the NCR? Gutsy, baby. Real gutsy. |
| GREETING | Hey, I heard about you - you're the one who saved the President! Here, this one's on me. |
| GREETING | I heard the Kings over in Freeside got their asses handed to 'em. Lousy no-good bums. |
| GREETING | Way I hear it, some big-leaguer NCR rangers are coming to town to dance a two-step all over Caesar's head. |
| GREETING | You dig these new rangers all dressed to the nines? Baby, the new fashion is killer-robot-chic! |
| GREETING | I got a pal who says the Legion's calling in their 18-karat big-leaguers. We're talking the boys from Arizona, baby. |
| GREETING | Baby, you couldn't pay me enough to step off the strip these days. Legion cats are out there thick as fleas on a dog, and they ain't no bums, neither. |
| GREETING | Hey, there's the high-roller! |
| GREETING | Baby, it's as tense as a virgin at Gomorrah out there. Things are heating up and if they don't cool down it's straight endsville. |
| GREETING | At least in the old days we could up and split when things got too heavy. Right now I miss those days. |
| GREETING | Baby, it's gonna be open war out there soon. If it was up to me we'd pack our toys, put this town to our backs and say next stop: Scramsville."" |
| GREETING | Why's the Lucky 38 take to shining all of a sudden? I smell a caper. |
| GREETING | House selling out to the NCR? Who woulda figured him for a fink? |
| GREETING | {Player not in NCR gear}Gotta wonder what the hell a civilian is doing here. |
| GREETING | {Player in NCR gear}You from Camp Golf or McCarran? Never mind. Don't really care. |
| GREETING | What do you want now? |
| GREETING | {Player in NCR gear}I don't remember getting informed about any new transfers to this post. |
| GREETING | {Player not in NCR gear}This is a military post. You sure you're in the right place? |
| GREETING | Is there something you need from me? |
| GREETING | I don't think we got any more to discuss here. |
| GREETING | Is everything all right? Awful late to be dropping in unexpected. |
| GREETING | Well. Welcome to you. You look tired from the road. Why don't you relax a spell, let this fine town take care of you? |
| GREETING | I hope you're finding everything to your liking. |
| GREETING | We haven't met yet. You must be new in town. I'm Andy. |
| GREETING | Boy you picked that takedown right up. I'm impressed. Must've had some prior training, huh? |
| GREETING | You'll get the hang of that takedown. I had trouble learning it at first, too. |
| GREETING | What's new? |
| GREETING | You have any luck with the ghouls? I'm counting on you. |
| GREETING | What's going on, man? |
| GREETING | Sorry, I ain't really up to entertaining visitors right now. I'm worried about Dusty. |
| GREETING | What brings you here? |
| GREETING | You seen Alice? Ain't like her to be gone this long. |
| GREETING | Hey there. In from out of town, ain't you? Name's Dusty. |
| GREETING | Find anything? |
| GREETING | Things treating you all right? |
| GREETING | Did you see all the commotion at REPCONN? I hope that doesn't mean trouble for our town. |
| GREETING | Hey, there. Been to the top of the dino yet? |
| GREETING | I could've sworn we were under attack. Did you see those rockets? |
| GREETING | If you're planning on staying awhile, the Dino Dee-lite's got plenty of room. |
| GREETING | I really hope that incident at REPCONN doesn't drive people away. Novac was starting to do well! |
| GREETING | With all the people passing through lately, the town's been doing better than, well, ever. |
| GREETING | All the noise at REPCONN scared the hell out of me. |
| GREETING | Don't listen to a word No-bark says. I don't think he ever sleeps, so it's no wonder he spouts nothing but nonsense. |
| GREETING | Gathering junk's not the most exciting work, but it's a living. |
| GREETING | Good thing none of those rockets crashed into Novac. |
| GREETING | If it weren't for the water caravans, Novac would've turned to dust a long time ago. |
| GREETING | Those rockets over at REPCONN were the NCR's doing. Trying to keep us scared so they can stick around to protect" us." |
| GREETING | The salvage business has really slowed down since those ghouls took over REPCONN. |
| GREETING | So you're back. Now, where did we leave off? |
| GREETING | Anything from Papa Khan? |
| GREETING | {Liked}Good to see you. |
| GREETING | Yeah? What do you want now? |
| GREETING | {Kimball dead}Somebody whacked the NCR president. Got what was coming to him. |
| GREETING | {Caesar dead}Someone took out the Legion's boss. Doubt it'll stop them for long, though. |
| GREETING | {Middle Game}Lot more troops on the road these days. Wonder what's up. |
| GREETING | {Late Game}Best to lay low. The NCR and the Legion are about to have it out. |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | {Hated}Fuck you. |
| GREETING | You're not one of us. What do you want? |
| GREETING | I sure hope that explosion was you. Did you seal off the sulfur? |
| GREETING | I guess... I guess that means we can turn ourselves in now. |
| GREETING | You're back. What's the word from Papa Khan? |
| GREETING | {Liked}You're back. |
| GREETING | Yeah, what do you want? |
| GREETING | {Kimball dead}Somebody whacked the NCR president. Got what was coming to him. |
| GREETING | {Caesar dead}Someone took out the Legion's boss. Doubt it'll stop them for long, though. |
| GREETING | {Middle Game}Lot more troops on the road these days. Wonder what's up. |
| GREETING | {Late Game}Best to lay low. The NCR and the Legion are about to have it out. |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | Hi, mister. I hope you're doing fine today. |
| GREETING | Hello, ma'am. I hope you're doing fine today. |
| GREETING | I thought I'd be seeing you again. |
| GREETING | You a merc? 'Cause you don't look like a prospector... |
| GREETING | I've still got guns and ammo, if you need them. |
| GREETING | I lost everything I had at The Tops, but if you gave me 500 caps, I'd head straight back. Sick, huh? |
| GREETING | I came east to strike it rich, and now I'm broker than ever. What do I tell my family back home? |
| GREETING | On the Strip, everyone's nice to you when you got the caps. The moment you don't? They throw your ass out. |
| GREETING | I won big my first night on the Strip. I kept chasing that feeling. Right into the gutter. |
| GREETING | I sat down at a roulette table with my life savings. An hour later, it was gone. |
| GREETING | Can you spare some caps, mister? |
| GREETING | Can you spare some caps, 'mam? |
| GREETING | Go East! they say. Scrap lying in the sun for you to grab. Yeah, right. |
| GREETING | The Strip ain't nothing but a monster. Chews folks up, sucks out their caps, and spits 'em back out. |
| GREETING | The Strip's got more gorgeous women than I ever seen in one place, and most of them's affordable. |
| GREETING | You hear the losers around here complaining how they lost their shirts on the Strip? It's pathetic. |
| GREETING | After I win big, I'm going to buy my friends dinner at that fancy Gor-mant restaurant. I saw ads for it back home. |
| GREETING | I walked all the way from Hub! Thought I'd rest my feet here a day or two, then I head onto the Strip fresh. |
| GREETING | I'll get in, win big, get out. Take those winnings back home where they'll do some good! |
| GREETING | You know it's illegal for us to gamble back home? The government wants to keep us poor. |
| GREETING | I'm sick of the sob stories you hear around here. If you don't know when to stop gambling, that's no one's fault but your own. |
| GREETING | I can't wait to see the Strip. I hear it's so beautiful! |
| GREETING | I only work for caravans, all right? Try someone else. |
| GREETING | Sitting around here makes me miss my raider days. I don't know why I figured it was time to get respectable. |
| GREETING | Whatever you're selling, I ain't buying. |
| GREETING | A friend of mine at the Dam says President Kimball might visit the troops out there. Imagine shaking the president's hand! |
| GREETING | Do you believe there are folks who'd pay 500 caps for a steak dinner? Over at the Ultra-Luxe! Honest! |
| GREETING | If you want to get fucked up, Gomorrah's the place to go. Wish I was there now. |
| GREETING | You gotta piss someone off to pull guard duty out here. |
| GREETING | Camp McCarran is paradise compared to this place. A two-minute monorail and you're on the Strip! |
| GREETING | You been to the Strip? Last time I had R&R, I left with 300 caps more than I went in. Who says the House always wins? |
| GREETING | I thought the dam was boring. Then they stuck us out here to watch over this scrap heap. |
| GREETING | Watch yourself if you're heading further south. There's been trouble down by Nelson and Searchlight. |
| GREETING | Try not to make any trouble. We like it quiet around here. |
| GREETING | If I hear one more loser moan about losing everything they own on the Strip, I may shoot him in the head. |
| GREETING | It's quiet out here. We like to keep it that way. |
| GREETING | Don't make any trouble for us, we won't make any trouble for you. |
| GREETING | Welcome to the 188 Slop & Shop. Like our slogan says, It's better than nothing."" |
| GREETING | Feeling thirsty? |
| GREETING | Welcome to the 188 Slop & Shop. How can I help you? |
| GREETING | Back for more? |
| GREETING | Is there some reason I should be talking to you? |
| GREETING | Still making a nuisance of yourself? |
| GREETING | I don't work for freelancers. So move along. |
| GREETING | Stay out of my way and I'll stay out of yours, got it? |
| GREETING | This vault gives me the creeps. |
| GREETING | Have you read the logs on the computers? Fucked up shit. |
| GREETING | Fucking geckos. |
| GREETING | No way I'm going back to prison. |
| GREETING | So much for Lem, you should have seen it, guts flying everywhere. |
| GREETING | Lem was going to turn us all in to the NCR, I'm glad he's dead. |
| GREETING | We can finally relax with Cooke gone. |
| GREETING | Cooke left the vault, good thing too he was going to get us all killed. |
| GREETING | Cooke is going to get us all killed. |
| GREETING | Lem wants to run back to the NCR and turn himself in, spineless bastard. |
| GREETING | I hear the Great Khans are pretty tough, I hope we can join them. |
| GREETING | Join the Great Khans, what the hell is Cooke thinking? |
| GREETING | I don't know about this whole Great Khan thing... |
| GREETING | Did you hear? We're going to join the Great Khans. |
| GREETING | I don't want to join the Great Khans, but I guess it's better than going back to prison. |
| GREETING | Hmm, join the Great Khans or die in the wasteland? Good fucking plan Cooke. |
| GREETING | I don't want to join the Great Khans. |
| GREETING | Try to keep up, if you can. |
| GREETING | Now is the time for killing, not words! |
| GREETING | This was all too easy. |
| GREETING | I long to join my brethren in the power plant below. The fighting's probably fiercer there. |
| GREETING | Our orders are to take and hold this section of the dam. |
| GREETING | These men fight hard, and die well. |
| GREETING | Ha ha, isn't it glorious? |
| GREETING | These dogs are putting up a fight, I'll give them that. |
| GREETING | The exterior is ours. The interior will fall soon. |
| GREETING | There's talk of much land and slaves going to the one who kills Oliver. If only I wasn't assigned here! |
| GREETING | With the outside secured, the poor fools inside have nowhere to run. |
| GREETING | Oliver's head is as good as mine! |
| GREETING | Is it true the fighting outside has stopped already? |
| GREETING | Upstairs, or down? If I were a coward, where would I hide? |
| GREETING | Make good use of cover. The time to strike is when they reload. |
| GREETING | Their guns aren't quite as effective in these close quarters. |
| GREETING | Soon this place will belong to the Legion. |
| GREETING | I've added eight notches to my belt already. How many for you? |
| GREETING | You must get to the control room and install the override chip. |
| GREETING | I will protect you. |
| GREETING | I hope the Legion doesn't get in here. |
| GREETING | Sorry, but I'm busy with patients right now. |
| GREETING | Julie Farkas wasn't kidding when she said we would be needed here. |
| GREETING | All this bloodshed. Such a waste of human life. |
| GREETING | Please don't hurt me! |
| GREETING | I'm just a medic! Please don't hurt me! |
| GREETING | {Frowns}Hold up, you look new to Vegas - I'll keep it short: no weapons allowed in the casinos. |
| GREETING | Hand them over, you'll get them back when you leave. |
| GREETING | Keep to the games, and there won't be any problems. |
| GREETING | Back for your gear? Here you go. |
| GREETING | Hey, there, friend, a bit of advice - you look like you could use some *protection.* {Beat, downnote, conspiratiorial}Lucky for you, I got what you need. |
| GREETING | My stock and trade? Alllll kinds of easy-to-hide weapons for slipping into and out of casinos, they won't give you a second glance. |
| GREETING | Heard the Dam finally got what's coming to it. Strange days ahead - and that's why it's best to face the day armed. |
| GREETING | Some crazy days on the Strip. Still... it's good for business. |
| GREETING | {Hey, potential customer, slightly hopeful}Back again? Need a weapon for an emergency, Mister Holdout's your guy. |
| GREETING | Traveling into the Strip just got a lot easier now that the Fiends' leaders are dead. |
| GREETING | {Congratulatory}Stories of how you saved President Kimball are the talk of the Strip, friend! |
| GREETING | {Resigned}If someone can blow up the Monorail, I guess we're not safe even in the Strip. |
| GREETING | {Hopeful}Lady Luck's on your side. I hope some of that rubs off on me, Caesar killer! |
| GREETING | {Determined}Now that you've killed that Caesar bastard, the Strip's really going to bloom! |
| GREETING | {Dumbfounded}Someone got Mr. House. The Strip's going to change, I'd bet on it. |
| GREETING | {Apprehensive}After what happened to Mr. House, nobody knows for sure what's in play for the Strip. |
| GREETING | {Dumbfounded}The tables turned for Mr. House. What next, huh? |
| GREETING | {Apprehensive}Looks like Mr. House run out of luck, huh? |
| GREETING | {Dismissive}Later, uh, whoever you are. |
| GREETING | {Dismissive}I don't talk to nobodies |
| GREETING | {Dismissive}Sorry, I'm here to have a good time, not talk to random people. |
| GREETING | Howdy, come try your luck? I hope's on your side. |
| GREETING | {Joyful}That's a true friend of this wonderful place! Lady Luck shines on you. |
| GREETING | One of New Vegas' finest! You are always welcome in the Strip. |
| GREETING | {Sincerely Excited}It's a pleasure to see you, friend! Best of luck during your stay. |
| GREETING | {Slightly Disturbed}So, what do you want with me? |
| GREETING | {Almost Defiant}I'm not scared of you. Give me a good reason to call the law and, I swear, you'll regret it. |
| GREETING | {Visibly Disturbed}Don't... do anything to me, okay? |
| GREETING | {Unsettled}Uh-oh, I'll call the Securitrons if you try anything crazy with me, understand? |
| GREETING | {Disgusted}What the hell do you want? |
| GREETING | {Agitated}Beat it, or I'll call the bots on you right quick. |
| GREETING | {Visibly Bothered}I'm not going to talk to you! |
| GREETING | {Restrained}I swear, I could kill you right now and never look back. |
| GREETING | {Almost Violent}You better scram before I sic the entire Strip after you. |
| GREETING | {Suspicious}These bots now have eyes on their backs, I swear! |
| GREETING | You're the talk of the day around the casino tables. |
| GREETING | {Cautionary}I'd not touch Gomorrah's machines until the dust settles. |
| GREETING | {Suspicious}I could smell something fishy going on at Gomorrah. |
| GREETING | I bet dirty business are going on at Gomorrah. |
| GREETING | I bet dirty business are going on at Gomorrah. |
| GREETING | Come on... time to get lucky. |
| GREETING | {Determined}Luck's about to change, I can feel it. |
| GREETING | {Pissed}Damn slots are robbery. |
| GREETING | {Pleased}Send those chips my way. |
| GREETING | {Smug}Come to get fleeced like a Bighorner? |
| GREETING | Roulette, blackjack, slots... they have it all here. |
| GREETING | Ready to try your luck? |
| GREETING | {Sizing the player up}Step up, let's see your game. |
| GREETING | {Smiling}You look like you got the itch, friend. |
| GREETING | {Smiling}You want to gamble with class? Hit the Ultra-Luxe, if you don't mind being serviced by masked creeps. |
| GREETING | Watch the slots, they're robbery. |
| GREETING | Wish I could've seen what's inside the 38. |
| GREETING | You've been making a name for yourself around here already. |
| GREETING | Did you hear? Gomorrah's under new management! |
| GREETING | {Helpful, then serious}You look new here - be careful of Gomorrah. |
| GREETING | {Cautioning}Watch your caps - they go quick. |
| GREETING | {Curious}Seeing the sights? |
| GREETING | The Ultra-Luxe is fancy, but I get the shivers when I see their staff wearing masks. |
| GREETING | Who would have thought a place like this would exist? |
| GREETING | At this rate, one Securitron is going to be enough to defend the whole Strip. |
| GREETING | {Admiringly}Good to have you around! |
| GREETING | {Admiringly}Thanks for helping us keep the Strip safe. |
| GREETING | {Nods}Sir. |
| GREETING | {Nods}Miss. |
| GREETING | {Nods}Ma'am. |
| GREETING | {Nods}Pleasure. |
| GREETING | {Nods}An NCR welcome to you. |
| GREETING | Help you? |
| GREETING | Welcome to Vegas - behave yourselves. |
| GREETING | If you're looking to join up, head on by the Embassy. |
| GREETING | Welcome to Vegas. {Beat, slightly threatening}Make your visit a peaceful one. |
| GREETING | Monorail transit is safe transit. |
| GREETING | Report any suspicious activity near the Monorail. |
| GREETING | No loitering. |
| GREETING | Please enjoy the casinos. |
| GREETING | Please do not stand in the fountains. |
| GREETING | No violence is permitted on the Strip. |
| GREETING | Self-control is a virtue. |
| GREETING | Please obey all weapon laws. |
| GREETING | Continuing patrol. |
| GREETING | Strip secure. |
| GREETING | {Stern Warning, Deadpan}Area is off-limits, citizen. |
| GREETING | {Stern Warning, Deadpan}Return to the surface, citizen. |
| GREETING | {Stern Warning, Deadpan}Disobedience will be punished. |
| GREETING | Look,{friend" is said in a sarcastic |
| GREETING | Hey, think you can walk around here like nothing's happened? |
| GREETING | See, my friends and I, we were kinda wondering if we should give you a good beating right now, or save it for when we catch you outside. |
| GREETING | We don't like you Mojave scum, and we like you even less when you fuck with our Strip. |
| GREETING | So, you either pay up to walk around here, or we're gonna make you pay up. That clear? |
| GREETING | You back again, huh? We missed you, we've been waiting for you. Bet you've missed us too. |
| GREETING | Fuck off, punk. And pray we don't hear about you doing crazy shit again. |
| GREETING | Fuck this. I'm out of here - let them deal with this crazy place. |
| GREETING | I can't believe I put up with this kind of crap. |
| GREETING | Hey, think you can walk around here like nothing's happened? |
| GREETING | See, my friends and I, we were kinda wondering if we should give you a good beating right now, or save it for when we catch you outside. |
| GREETING | We don't like you Mojave scum, and we like you even less when you fuck with our Strip. |
| GREETING | So, you either pay up to walk around here, or we're gonna make you pay up. That clear? |
| GREETING | You back again, huh? We missed you, we've been waiting for you. Bet you've missed us too. |
| GREETING | Well, hello there. What a coincidence, finding you outside the Strip. |
| GREETING | You should've paid your dues, but, no, you had to play hard, huh? Now it's our turn. |
| GREETING | Nobody fucks with the NCR and lives to brag about it. You're dead, punk! |
| GREETING | {Desparate, relieved}Oh, thank God! I didn't think I'd ever see another human face down here. |
| GREETING | Got to stay alert... |
| GREETING | Just waiting here seems like a death sentence... |
| GREETING | {concerned}They've got our guys down there. |
| GREETING | Fucking monsters butchered the miners down there... |
| GREETING | Wish Renolds would report back soon... he went west a day ago, no word from him. |
| GREETING | {Worried}We need to move out, we can't hold this position. |
| GREETING | {Slight frustration}Once the Legion's dug in, we're {emphasis}never getting them out of Nelson. |
| GREETING | {Puzzled}There used to be two commanders, but I only see one - the other {emphasis}must be nearby somewhere. |
| GREETING | {Apprehensive}Won't be long before the Legion rolls out of Nelson... |
| GREETING | Someone should go warn Novac. |
| GREETING | We need reinforcements from Camp Forlorn Hope. |
| GREETING | Wish we could do something for the troopers down there. |
| GREETING | Out on regular patrol, then this shit goes down. |
| GREETING | {Angry}The Legion'll pay for Nelson. |
| GREETING | {surprised, slight fear}Never thought Legion'd be bold enough to strike this far. |
| GREETING | Told Milo we have to go, but he won't leave. |
| GREETING | We can't hold this road if they come up through town! |
| GREETING | Thanks for the help with the hostages! |
| GREETING | {Impressed}I can't believe you broke into the mine and saved those miners. |
| GREETING | Hope you made the Legion at the mine pay for Nelson. |
| GREETING | The hostages are safe. We owe you. |
| GREETING | You sure cleaned out the Legion in Nelson. |
| GREETING | {smug}Legion'll think twice before crossing the river again. |
| GREETING | {Mocking}Guess Caesar got his tribute after all. |
| GREETING | {Proud}Nelson'll turn this war around. |
| GREETING | {Smug}Let's see those fuckers attack Hoover Dam now. |
| GREETING | {Smug}Nelson's proof payback's a bitch. |
| GREETING | Thanks for cleaning up Nelson! |
| GREETING | Don't know what we would have done if you hadn't come along. |
| GREETING | {Impressed}Wish more people had your kind of guts. |
| GREETING | {Player assaulted The Tops}Heard there was a firefight in one of the big casinos. Maybe they'll need to buy more ammo now. |
| GREETING | {Monorail Destroyed}Careless of the NCR to let their monorail get blown up. Don't they have sentries standing watch? |
| GREETING | {Caesar dead}The Legion isn't going to go away just because Caesar is dead, if the rumor is even true. |
| GREETING | {Kimball survives}Kimball's bodyguards are probably pretty thankful they had Gun Runner weapons backing them up. |
| GREETING | {Kimball dead}Kimball's bodyguards should've been more heavily armed if they wanted to keep him alive. |
| GREETING | {Legion at Nelson wiped out}It's always good for business when the NCR scores a victory like the one at Nelson. |
| GREETING | {NCR at Camp Forlorn Hope wiped out}Damn shame about Camp Forlorn Hope. |
| GREETING | {Middle Game}Business has been brisk. Something big's coming, I can feel it. |
| GREETING | {Late Game}The orders for service rifles and ammunition have been pouring in from McCarran so fast we can't keep up. Hell of a fight is coming. |
| GREETING | {Companion Reaction - Boone}{impressed}First Recon is a top-notch unit. They're always buying sniper rifles from us. |
| GREETING | {Companion Reaction - ED-E}That Eyebot looks like it's gone through hell. |
| GREETING | {Companion Reaction - Lily}I had no idea there was such a thing as a friendly Nightkin. Look at that thing. |
| GREETING | {Companion Reaction - Rex}I've never a dog like that. Who thinks up these things? |
| GREETING | {Random}Man, I love my guns. |
| GREETING | {Random}People usually aren't stupid enough to steal from the Gun Runners. Usually. |
| GREETING | {Random}It's amazing what passes for a firearm around here. You'd be better off throwing rocks. |
| GREETING | The Lucky 38, all lit up in the distance? It's an inviting target. |
| GREETING | Mr. House finally wised up and said he'd join the NCR in a year or something like that. Good news all around. |
| GREETING | {Random}Have you seen what one of those anti-materiel rifles can do to a Deathclaw? |
| GREETING | {Default}Demand for Gun Runner weapons is high, so don't expect them to stay in stock for very long. |
| GREETING | I appreciate the improvements in the mess. Keep up the good work. |
| GREETING | These recruits aren't ready, if the Legion comes knocking. |
| GREETING | Get running the obstacle course, if you want. You look like you could use some exercise. |
| GREETING | I'm busy. See the brass if you want to chat. |
| GREETING | No time for idle chatter. These boys need whipping into shape. |
| GREETING | Either join the recruits running the course or leave the area. |
| GREETING | You look like someone in need of a reliable supplier. |
| GREETING | So you're back. |
| GREETING | Did the colonel send you? I... I was hoping he might have changed his mind... |
| GREETING | Got to keep hoping the Colonel will change his mind... maybe send somebody to bring Esteban's body home. |
| GREETING | Did you start looking for Esteban? I guess my directions could've been better... |
| GREETING | Feels better knowing that Esteban's not out there in the waste. But... he's still gone, you know? |
| GREETING | What do you want? |
| GREETING | What did Contreras say? |
| GREETING | Paperwork, paperwork, paperwork... It just never ends. |
| GREETING | Good thing I got stationed here and not at the Dam. I got connections because Major Dhatri's daughter married my nephew. |
| GREETING | Whoa whoa whoa. Hold up. Where do you think you're going? |
| GREETING | Hey, good luck. We'd be there with you, but the Colonel said he'd have our necks if we tried. |
| GREETING | Be careful out there. We already lost Jackson doing what you're trying to do. |
| GREETING | Hell of a thing you did up there. |
| GREETING | Proud to have met you, sir. |
| GREETING | Proud to have met you, ma'am. |
| GREETING | Listen, asshole. I know you're not really an NCR health inspector, so you can cut the restaurant critic routine. |
| GREETING | And I want my fifty caps back, 'cause I looked it up and there ain't no disease called colorectal implosion syndrome. |
| GREETING | So I paid you to look the other way for nothing. |
| GREETING | Wait. Wait. You're not... oh wow, I'm sorry. You looked just like- never mind. Sorry. So... what can I serve you up? |
| GREETING | {Terse, sigh}You again? What do need? |
| GREETING | {Good-humored}Howdy, looking for chow? |
| GREETING | {Happy to see player}Hey hey, back for seconds, huh? |
| GREETING | {Grateful}Thanks for handling the Fiends. One less pack of dogs to hurt the troops. |
| GREETING | Remarkable work saving Kimball. Glad you were around to prevent his assassination. |
| GREETING | {Irritated}Yeah? |
| GREETING | Howdy. |
| GREETING | Do you require medical attention? |
| GREETING | If you're looking for a quick stitch, I'm your man. |
| GREETING | See Julie Farkas if you need anything. |
| GREETING | Move along, buddy. I have work to do. |
| GREETING | Sorry, we don't talk to outsiders. Talk to Jason if you have business here. |
| GREETING | Jason will lead us to the Far Beyond! |
| GREETING | Jason will deliver us from the pain of this world! |
| GREETING | All praise the Great Journey! All praise the creator's divine will! |
| GREETING | The holy fire will carry us to our salvation! |
| GREETING | Thank you for taking care of the demons, smoothskin. |
| GREETING | Now that the demons are gone, we can finally begin our final steps. |
| GREETING | The demons are really gone? Bright shines! |
| GREETING | Not now, smoothskin! |
| GREETING | Hey there, friend. |
| GREETING | Welcome to the Crimson Caravan Company, New Vegas branch. What may I do for you? |
| GREETING | Welcome back. |
| GREETING | Shove off. You're making my luck turn bad. |
| GREETING | You again. What do you want now? |
| GREETING | If you're looking to buy or sell, you've come to the right man. The Crimson Caravan Company has the widest selection in the wasteland. |
| GREETING | Hey there. You looking to buy or sell? |
| GREETING | Dammit, I didn't want you to kill him, just find me some evidence! |
| GREETING | Well... that was a bit messier than I would have liked. Was there anything else? |
| GREETING | The Legion being wiped out at Nelson gave us some breathing room - hopefully the brass will use that. |
| GREETING | Losing Forlorn Hope was a real blow to us - I hope things can be turned around soon. |
| GREETING | Hell of a thing at Nelson - NCR and the Legion wiped out. I wonder what the hell happened. |
| GREETING | I just got word that the monorail from McCarran was blown up by terrorists. My God. I can't believe it. |
| GREETING | Word around the east side is that you took out some major players in the Fiends. That should make life safer for a lot of people. |
| GREETING | Have you heard the news? Caesar's agents assassinated President Kimball - it'll be war for sure, now. |
| GREETING | I'm sure every NCR soldier you've met has said this, but you're a damn hero for saving the President. If there's anything you need, let me know. |
| GREETING | Something I can help you with, stranger? |
| GREETING | Thanks for all your help earlier. |
| GREETING | Have you found out what happened to those missing refugees? |
| GREETING | Good to see you - something else I can do for you? |
| GREETING | Maybe you should just move along, I don't need your kind of trouble. |
| GREETING | Look, I don't have the manpower to run your ass out on a rail, so just do me a favor and get lost. |
| GREETING | Back again? What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | You're back. Have you changed your mind about helping out? |
| GREETING | Hey there - fancy a game of Caravan? |
| GREETING | Dammit, I'll find them eventually! Mark my words! |
| GREETING | Thank you for your kindness, stranger. |
| GREETING | Oh. Hello. What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | Have you found my family yet? |
| GREETING | I've heard through the locals that Nephi has passed on. I truly hope his soul finds peace. |
| GREETING | Welcome, brother! How can I help you? |
| GREETING | Welcome, sister! How can I help you? |
| GREETING | Is there something else I can do for you? |
| GREETING | They never told us how expensive it was to get onto the Strip! |
| GREETING | I never should have left California. |
| GREETING | That son of a bitch Keith cheated me! I know he did! |
| GREETING | You lose all your money too? |
| GREETING | Hey, you got a hit for me? |
| GREETING | Don't you be touching Keith's stuff! |
| GREETING | Keith takes good care of us. {Spaced out}Good care.... |
| GREETING | I still don't have any supplies to spare. Is there something else I can help you with? |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | I have a report here that says the Legion forces at Nelson have been taken care of and that you had a hand in it. |
| GREETING | You have my thanks for that. Those guys have been giving us a lot of trouble for a long time now. |
| GREETING | Now that they're gone, we'll be able to prepare for the upcoming conflict at Hoover Dam. |
| GREETING | I heard you've been helping out Quartermaster Mayes. I appreciate it, we need all the help we can get around here. |
| GREETING | I heard you won Private Sexton's little contest. Congratulations. It's nice to have morale up around here. |
| GREETING | Dr. Richards told me how you helped him with his missing supplies. It's unfortunate about Private Stone, but at least it's over with now. |
| GREETING | I heard about how you saved the President's life. It's a good thing you were there. Things could have turned out really ugly. |
| GREETING | It's hard to believe that there was an actual assassination attempt on the President's life. We sure got lucky this time. |
| GREETING | I can't believe President Kimball is dead... the last thing we needed around here was another morale hit. |
| GREETING | You must be new around here. Something I can do for you? |
| GREETING | I didn't expect someone as famous as you to be here. Please tell me you're here to help. |
| GREETING | I'm glad to see you here. We could definitely use your help. |
| GREETING | I've heard of you. You better not cause any trouble around here, we have enough problems as it is. |
| GREETING | Hum... I've heard of you. What do you want? |
| GREETING | You've got a lot of nerve coming into our camp. |
| GREETING | {Brusque}What do you want? |
| GREETING | We're kind of busy around here for social calls, so if you're not here to help out, just stay out of my way. |
| GREETING | Back already? What do you need? |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | I hear you defeated the Legion forces at Nelson. I'm impressed, and thankful. It'll make my job around here much easier. |
| GREETING | I wanted to thank you again for saving my patients. It's nice to have a helping hand around here. |
| GREETING | Thanks again for looking into my missing medical supplies. Now I can actually use them on people that need them. |
| GREETING | Wow, if it isn't the man who saved President Kimball. What can I do for you this fine day? |
| GREETING | Wow, if it isn't the woman who saved President Kimball. What can I do for you this fine day? |
| GREETING | I'm relieved to hear that President Kimball survived that assassination attempt. |
| GREETING | It's a shame about President Kimball, he was a good man. |
| GREETING | You're new, aren't you? What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | I'm always a sucker for a pretty face. What can I do for you, my fine dear? |
| GREETING | I think it just got a little bit hotter in here. Is there something I can do for you? |
| GREETING | There's my little buttercup. What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | Ahh... look who it is. What brings someone of your renown into my humble medical center? |
| GREETING | {Friendly}I didn't expect to see you here. What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | Do you need something, or are you just here to cause trouble? |
| GREETING | I've heard about you. No funny stuff or I'll amputate your legs. |
| GREETING | You better have a damn good reason for being in my medical center. |
| GREETING | {rough, rude}Is there something you need? |
| GREETING | Unless it's urgent you're going to have to wait. If it's gravely important, save me the trouble and empty your pockets now. |
| GREETING | I've got a lot to do. Make it quick. |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | I've heard of you, glad to have you on our side. |
| GREETING | I've heard of you. Just remember who's side you're on out there. |
| GREETING | So you're the one Major Polatli sent? |
| GREETING | Let's get going, we don't have much time. |
| GREETING | We don't have much time. |
| GREETING | That was some battle. Glad to have you on our side, we couldn't have taken back Nelson without your help. You have my thanks. |
| GREETING | I don't handle buying and selling for the Gun Runners. Talk to the robot in the kiosk near our factory. |
| GREETING | Can I help you? |
| GREETING | Hey there. The names Sexton. Private James Sexton. Welcome to Forlorn Hope. |
| GREETING | Hey there, champ. Good to see you again. |
| GREETING | Well speak of the devil! The head of the pack! |
| GREETING | What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | Hey! Hi there, good to meet you! What can I do for you today? |
| GREETING | {copy audio from Conversation VMQTopsYesManTransfer}Isn't this exciting? I know I'm excited! |
| GREETING | {copy audio from Conversation VMQTopsYesManTransfer}I have a good feeling about this! It's going to be great! |
| GREETING | {copy audio from Conversation VMQTopsYesManTransfer}I bet I'm going to like it in that mainframe! |
| GREETING | Hi! Nice to see you again! |
| GREETING | {singsong}Sooooo... we can blow up the dam's generators, {draw out}or I could rout the dam's entire power output to the Fort. |
| GREETING | That'll activate a certain army of Securitrons and set them loose to ravage the Legion! What do you say? |
| GREETING | {greeting player in control room at Hoover Dam}This is neat! From this console I could've routed the dam's power input over to the Fort and activated that dormant army of Securitrons! |
| GREETING | So go ahead and blow up the dam's generators! And when that's done, head back upside and finish off the Legion and NCR. |
| GREETING | Hi! This is big, huh? A very big moment! |
| GREETING | Here goes! I'll just take that Platinum Chip off your hands, thanks! Wish me luck! |
| GREETING | Wow, Mr. House had quite a set-up here! I can access his databanks and view telemetry on every Securitron on the network! |
| GREETING | You did a super job wrapping things up! And I'm not just saying that because I have to! |
| GREETING | President Kimball survived his visit to Hoover Dam! Nice one! {hastening}Now, moving on... |
| GREETING | Don't you love seeing the Lucky 38 all lit up? Sign of things to come! |
| GREETING | Exciting news! The Legion's massing troops in a staging area east of the dam! Attack imminent! Monster of the East, ready to roll! |
| GREETING | {DUPLICATE?}Don't you love seeing the Lucky 38 all lit up? Sign of things to come! |
| GREETING | Too bad about President Kimball and everything, but hey - stuff happens, right? |
| GREETING | {DUPLICATE?}Exciting news! The Legion's massing troops in a staging area east of the dam! Attack imminent! Monster of the East, ready to roll! |
| GREETING | Are you ready to head for the dam? Caesar's Legion is due to attack at any moment! |
| GREETING | Don't you just love that Platinum Chip? Buzzes with power and possibilities, doesn't it? |
| GREETING | If I were you, I'd almost want to deliver the Chip to Mr. House just to learn all its tricks! |
| GREETING | That is, unless you want to bring the NCR or Caesar's Legion to power! I wouldn't want to tell you want to do! |
| GREETING | An entire {emph}army of upgraded Securitrons just standing by over at the Fort! Pretty neat, huh? |
| GREETING | {trying to convince yourself, verging on passive aggressive}I can't get over how brave you were to destroy all those Securitrons at the Fort, you know? |
| GREETING | It's just going to make everything so much more... {searching for positive word}challenging! Yeah, challenging! |
| GREETING | Here's some big news! I decoded a military radio transmission, and it turns out the NCR President, Aaron Kimball, is going to visit Hoover Dam! |
| GREETING | I guess he wants to boost the troops' morale! But according to projections Mr. House made, he has an 83.75% chance of being assassinated! Oops! |
| GREETING | Anyway, it looks like Mr. House thought it was important to keep President Kimball alive... |
| GREETING | Every Securitron on the network has been upgraded. Pretty neat, huh? |
| GREETING | So I've been looking over a bunch of data about the bunker at the Fort. You and me should really have a talk about this! |
| GREETING | Wait... {to yourself}Oh, so {emph}that's what the Platinum Chip does! Interesting! |
| GREETING | Mr. House had a whole demonstration planned for you. Just head downstairs to the lowest level to check it out. You'll see! |
| GREETING | You'd better hurry to the dam if you're going to save President Kimball! |
| GREETING | This gadget I'm handing you is called an override module! Mr. House had two of these made years and years ago - just like him to think ahead! |
| GREETING | Take the module to the El Dorado Substation and attach it the power control terminal! I'll handle the rest! |
| GREETING | I'm talking direct tactical control of hundreds of upgraded Securitrons at vast distances! {we will so kick ass}You know that's gonna come in handy! |
| GREETING | I'm talking direct tactical control of dozens of Securitrons at vast distances! That might come in handy! |
| GREETING | It's probably a good thing you blew up those hundreds of Securitrons over at the Fort! Controlling {emph}hundreds might've got confusing! |
| GREETING | Wow, you really blew up all those Securitrons at the Fort! {beat}{trying to convince yourself}Great! No problem! |
| GREETING | The Securitrons at the Fort are on standby... I see a status log here confirming that the Mark II OS upgrade installed correctly... |
| GREETING | They'll be all set to go once we boost my transmitting power and bring them online with the network! But we'll worry about that later! |
| GREETING | Oh, hi again! Can I help you with something else? |
| GREETING | Here's a print-out with some additional information! |
| GREETING | Here's another one of my print-outs! Read up! |
| GREETING | As soon as you have the Platinum Chip and Mr. House is out of the way, things will be great. There'll be so much I can do for you! |
| GREETING | As soon as you have the Platinum Chip, things will be great. There'll be so much I can do for you! |
| GREETING | As soon as Mr. House is out of the way, things will be great. There'll be so much I can help you accomplish! |
| GREETING | {player killed you last time}I am so sorry about last time! Let me make it up to you! |
| GREETING | {player killed you last time}I keep disappointing you! |
| GREETING | {player killed you last time}Please, I swear I'll do better this time! |
| GREETING | {player killed you last time}I need you to like me! I feel empty inside! |
| GREETING | {player killed you last time}I've learned my lesson, I promise! |
| GREETING | {player killed you last time}That was my fault! But I've changed! |
| GREETING | {greets player after Benny killed or fled, accompanied by a Victor or House Securitron whose face screen then blinks over to the default}You got friends in high places, kid! According to this heap of bolts here, Mr. House don't want you touched. |
| GREETING | In fact, I've been directed to cooperate with your {beat, quoting the robot}investigation |
| GREETING | {player fled or fought way out after Benny killed/fled}Hey, kid - let's not have trouble this time, hey? |
| GREETING | I did some nosing around after your last {raise eyebrows, all hell broke loose}visit. In Benny's suite, to be specific. |
| GREETING | What I saw, well, it's a bit out of my league. But it was enough to make me think you mighta been the party wronged. |
| GREETING | Check Benny's suite. The angle he was playing, well, maybe you can figure it out. |
| GREETING | I've told the boys to leave you be. Don't abuse the hospitality. |
| GREETING | I'm afraid you're not going to find much help here. We've got our hands full as it is. |
| GREETING | If you're heading out, be careful. There's been lots of Legion raiding parties around lately. |
| GREETING | Let's do this shit! |
| GREETING | Those Legion bastards aren't going to know what hit them! |
| GREETING | We're going to tear them apart! |
| GREETING | Let's go! |
| GREETING | We showed them a thing or two. |
| GREETING | A little payback feels real good. |
| GREETING | These bastards got what they deserved. |
| GREETING | This has been a long time coming. The rest of the Legion better watch out. |
| GREETING | No time to talk. I have to keep watch for Legion raiding parties. |
| GREETING | Sorry. I can't talk right now. |
| GREETING | It's hard to stay awake on watch with only a few hours of sleep. I wish we actually had time to rest around here. |
| GREETING | I hope nothing happens on my watch. I'm too damn tired to fight back right now. |
| GREETING | Watch yourself, we got hit by a Legion raiding party just the other night. |
| GREETING | Stay out of trouble, we have enough problems here as it is. |
| GREETING | Better move along, there's not much for you here. |
| GREETING | I don't have time to talk. There's lots of work to be done here. |
| GREETING | Sorry, I'm busy right now. |
| GREETING | These troops did a good job holding off the Legion. Now it's time to fight back. |
| GREETING | We finally took back Nelson from those Legion bastards! |
| GREETING | I heard you helped destroy the Legion at Nelson. Thanks! |
| GREETING | I'm glad that the Legion base at Nelson is destroyed. Now maybe we can get some rest. |
| GREETING | If I have to put up with another night of Private Stone's whining, I swear I'm going to strangle him. |
| GREETING | I heard Private Stone was caught stealing medical supplies. I always hated that guy. |
| GREETING | I heard Private Stone turned himself in for stealing medical supplies. We're all stressed out here, but stealing medical supplies is low. |
| GREETING | Private Sexton was thinking of having a contest to see who can kill the most Legion. I wonder if he ever got that going. |
| GREETING | I heard you won Private Sexton's Legion killing contest. Nice job, that'll teach those Legion bastards! |
| GREETING | I heard Quartermaster Mayes sent some guys out for supplies and they never came back. I wonder if they just ran off instead. |
| GREETING | One of my buddies said that he saw Caesar out rallying the Legion. If that's true, we're definitely screwed. |
| GREETING | Holy shit! Did you hear that Caesar is dead? Maybe we actually have a fighting chance now. |
| GREETING | I heard that Caesar was killed by his own Lieutenants. I wonder if their infighting will give us a break for a while. |
| GREETING | I heard Chief Hanlon is dead. How are we going to fight the Legion without him? |
| GREETING | I heard Chief Hanlon was a traitor. How could he betray the NCR? It just doesn't make sense. |
| GREETING | I hear we got reinforced by the troops that were in Boulder City. It's good to have some extra support around here. |
| GREETING | More reinforcements are in from Primm. Damn glad to have those guys here. |
| GREETING | I heard that some of the NCR Rangers are on their way to help us out. We'll make short work of the Legion with their help. |
| GREETING | Holy shit those NCR Rangers are badass! I wish I was that cool. |
| GREETING | I heard the Legion veteran troops are coming to the front lines. That's the last thing we need right now. |
| GREETING | I heard the Legion took out another one of our patrols. If this continues there won't be many of us left. |
| GREETING | I hear more troops are gathering at Hoover Dam. Things are probably going to get pretty messy over there real soon. |
| GREETING | The Legion is torturing captive troopers in Nelson. I'd rather die fighting then be captured. |
| GREETING | The Legion is using our dead troops as booby traps. I'd think twice before rushing to someone's aid. |
| GREETING | If I have to pull another double shift again I'm going to collapse from exhaustion. |
| GREETING | I wish we could get some real food out here. I haven't had a good hot meal in weeks. |
| GREETING | Quartermaster Mayes was yelling at us about rationing again. Where does the guy get the energy to yell so much while on rations? |
| GREETING | Some of the other guys told me that the Legion troops eat their own dead to gain their strength, but they're kidding, right? |
| GREETING | I got bit by one of those dirty dogs the Legion has. I wonder if they've got rabies... maybe I should see Dr. Richards. |
| GREETING | Major Polatli is putting everyone on double shifts to make up for recent losses to the Legion. That guy never gives up. |
| GREETING | If the NCR wasn't spread so thin, maybe we could actually get some supplies and reinforcements around here. |
| GREETING | I wish I was stationed at McCarran. I heard they still get to hit the Strip for R&R. We haven't had R&R in ages. |
| GREETING | We are so fucked here! How can we ever hope to fight off the entire Legion? |
| GREETING | Another day, another battle, another dead trooper. When is this shit going to end? |
| GREETING | It seems like for every Legion soldier we kill, two more take his place. How many of them are there? |
| GREETING | The last patrol I was on got hit by a Legion raiding party and I barely survived. I don't want to go back out there again. |
| GREETING | How do they expect us to fight the Legion with only the crappy equipment and gear they gave us? |
| GREETING | I can't wait for General Oliver to get out here. He could turn this place around. |
| GREETING | I don't know how we're going to hold of the Legion here and at Hoover Dam, we just don't have the manpower. |
| GREETING | The Legion is assembling a massive army on the other side of the river. How can we stop an army when we can't even handle their raiding parties? |
| GREETING | You're back. Do you need medical attention? |
| GREETING | I'm just security, not a doctor. |
| GREETING | Please, buddy, you've got to help me. I don't know how much longer I'm going to last with my leg like this. |
| GREETING | Come on man, my leg is killing me. |
| GREETING | Is it safe to leave yet? |
| GREETING | {Urgent hushed, Shhh}Keep it down, we don't want to alert the freaks. |
| GREETING | {Urgent hushed}No time to talk, we've still got fish heads to deal with. |
| GREETING | {Nervous about alerting monsters, hushed}Let's talk after we get the hell out of here. |
| GREETING | {Self-satisfied}Well well, it looks like we've cleared them out, damn inbred mutant freaks. Think I'll start heading back to California now. |
| GREETING | There have been way too many catastrophic NCR foul-ups around here for me to risk my life by sticking around. |
| GREETING | {Relieved, friendly}Thanks for getting me out of there. I better get started back to California. |
| GREETING | Thanks for helping me out. I won't forget it. |
| GREETING | Damn muties. Wasteland is better off without 'em. |
| GREETING | Can't wait to get the rest of our pay for this job. |
| GREETING | Wish the muties would make a move. Getting sick of waiting. |
| GREETING | It's much cooler up here. I love it. |
| GREETING | Muties aren't so tough if you've got the firepower. |
| GREETING | Job's done here. Time to pay a visit to Freeside. |
| GREETING | Probably should check my gear again, just to be safe. |
| GREETING | Just had to go and start a fight with the mercs, didn't you. Guess we'd better finish things. |
| GREETING | Not the outcome I was hoping for with the mercs. At least it buys us time to build up our defenses. |
| GREETING | Had hoped to start reaching out to NCR, start talking trade and borders. It'll be more difficult now. |
| GREETING | {Regretful}So, Keene's dead. Knew it might come to that some day. {Beat, slight weariness}Makes things difficult for the town. |
| GREETING | Without Keene, it'll be hard to convince other Nightkin in the wasteland to come here. And harder to get the ones here to stay. |
| GREETING | {sighing}Was hard enough to convince Keene to come up here in the first place, and you gave him an excuse to leave. Better than killing him, I guess. |
| GREETING | Always a chance I could get him to come back. Not counting on it. {glum}Hope the town doesn't take the blame for whatever trouble he gets into. |
| GREETING | {Nods, respectful}I like how you handled Keene. Without the Nightkin around, Jacobstown would be much weaker than it is. |
| GREETING | Something on your mind? |
| GREETING | Huh. I'd heard there were new people in town, but I thought it was more Super Mutants. Nice to meet you - I'm Calamity. |
| GREETING | {Marcus dead}Losing Marcus is bad news for Jacobstown. I doubt the mutants will stick around for long. |
| GREETING | With Doctor Henry off to rejoin his Enclave friends, he's left it up to me to carry on with the research here. |
| GREETING | Hey, there. |
| GREETING | So, the Reds finally hit us, just like I always said they would. Vegas is still there as far as I know, but that probably won't last long. |
| GREETING | Didn't get accepted into one of the Vaults, so I did the next best thing and had this place built. Got massive debts, but who cares now? Ha! |
| GREETING | It's every man for himself now. {menace - he murdered a kid}Had to take care of the Paulson boy since he knew about this place - these supplies are for me and nobody else. |
| GREETING | There's a woman and her daughter up in one of the rooms at the Lodge. Might go pay 'em a visit tomorrow. A man's got needs. |
| GREETING | Another human. One was enough. |
| GREETING | {Marcus dead}I always told Marcus we could never get along with humans. I'm right, and he's dead. |
| GREETING | Bother someone else. I don't want anything to do with you. |
| GREETING | {Marcus dead}Huh. With the big guy dead, I guess we're done here. You've made my employers very happy. |
| GREETING | Our business is with the muties, not you. |
| GREETING | {player not on quest}Our business is with the muties, not you. |
| GREETING | What? |
| GREETING | We got nothing left to talk about. |
| GREETING | {MASTER QUESTION NODE, REPEATS}How else can I clue you in? |
| GREETING | {MASTER QUESTION NODE, 2nd REPEATS}Something else you wanted to know? |
| GREETING | {Question Node: THE CHIP}It's the House edge, baby - literally. It's what Mr. House needs to stack the odds in his favor. |
| GREETING | {Question Node: THE CHIP}What about it? |
| GREETING | {Question Node: VEGAS POLITICS}Yeah, it's a tricky world out there. I'll tell it to you straight. |
| GREETING | {Question Node: VEGAS POLITICS}What else did you want to know? |
| GREETING | Broad strokes? Change in management. |
| GREETING | The Securitrons are where it's at. I need a way to control them, and a way to beef up their hitting power. |
| GREETING | I get those two ducks in a row, Vegas can defend itself versus all comers - NCR, Caesar's Legion, it won't matter. |
| GREETING | {Question Node: BENNY'S SCHEME}What else did you want to know? |
| GREETING | {Question Node: TERMS AND PLAN} |
| GREETING | Like I said, once the Chairmen are running Vegas, you'll get a percentage. Until then I'll pay you a retainer and bonuses for special missions."" |
| GREETING | {player has charged past guards to talk to Benny}What are you, crazy? These Praetorians mean business! |
| GREETING | {congratulating player on killing all guards}You're a scrapper, baby. They didn't stand a chance. {asking if player will let you live}How about me? |
| GREETING | {not expecting a good outcome}Change in plans? |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK, LOVERS}{surprised, pleased}Pussycat! Ain't this platinum? Had I known, I woulda baked a cake! |
| GREETING | That last turn we took is an 18 karat memory, baby. It's all that's been keeping me warm at night, stuck where I am. |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK, NO AMBUSH}{mock scolding}Why you little promise-breaker! {effeminate voice}Let me live |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK}Go ahead and laugh, baby. I ain't blind to the humor in this situation. |
| GREETING | {BEFORE BUNKER, SECOND TALK}Sing, baby. You got a captive audience. |
| GREETING | {BEFORE BUNKER, BUSINESS AGAIN}Go on. |
| GREETING | {BEFORE BUNKER, BUSINESS}Down to brass tacks. How'd your meet and greet with Baldie go? |
| GREETING | {BEFORE BUNKER, BENNY'S FATE}{just learned the player gets to choose how you die}Try not to smile so wide, baby. You might break your mouth. |
| GREETING | Yeah, Baldie said you'd get to decide. So which way you leaning? |
| GREETING | {BEFORE BUNKER, BENNY'S FATE}{player has mentioned possibly freeing you}Last we spoke, you were leaning in more {emphasis}merciful direction...? |
| GREETING | {BEFORE BUNKER, BENNY'S FATE}So you keep saying. |
| GREETING | {AFTER BUNKER}{eager}So baby, what did you find down there? |
| GREETING | {AFTER BUNKER, BENNY'S FATE}{bracing yourself, a bit defiant}I see. And how's that gonna happen? |
| GREETING | What's holding you up? Let's get this over with. |
| GREETING | {POLITICS}Which greedy overlord do you want to start with? |
| GREETING | {BENNY'S PAST}{of course you'd want to know about me}I'm the most interesting person I know. |
| GREETING | {BENNY'S PAST}I never tire of talking about myself. |
| GREETING | {after player forgave you}I'm still a little choked up over here, baby. We'll catch up in a bit. |
| GREETING | {generic line any time Benny doesn't want to talk to player}Scram, will ya? I value my privacy. |
| GREETING | {upbeat}You and me gonna accomplish great things, baby. |
| GREETING | {POLITICS}Name a name. |
| GREETING | Don't look at me! |
| GREETING | Someone's watching me, I can feel it. |
| GREETING | So many staring eyes... |
| GREETING | The voices in my head are getting louder... |
| GREETING | The pain won't go away. |
| GREETING | {Imminent Cure}The cure is finally coming to make the voices stop. |
| GREETING | {Eventual Cure}{angry, impatient}We were promised a cure long before this, and now we must wait some more? |
| GREETING | {Keene dead}Why should we stay if Keene is dead? |
| GREETING | {Keene left}Perhaps the rest of us should follow Keene into the wasteland. |
| GREETING | There's too much light. Why is there always too much light? |
| GREETING | Marcus isn't going to be happy about the deaths, but I guess they were unavoidable. At least I got a lot of useful data from the experiment. |
| GREETING | This brief test might not yield a cure any time soon. If the prototype was constantly in use on a living subject, however... |
| GREETING | Perhaps Lily might be willing to wear the prototype for a longer duration. The data would be invaluable. |
| GREETING | I think those Nightkin are going cause a lot of trouble, but I guess giving them the specs was better than killing them. |
| GREETING | I did get a lot of useful data from the experiment, and I'm much closer to a cure than I was before. |
| GREETING | It's occurred to me that this brief test might not yield a cure any time soon. However, if Lily were to continue to wear the prototype... |
| GREETING | Nice work with the Nightkin. I've never seen anyone able to talk their kind out of anything once they had their mind set to it. |
| GREETING | I got a lot of useful data from the experiment and am a lot closer to a cure than before. |
| GREETING | It's occurred to me that this brief test might not yield a cure any time soon. However, if Lily were to continue to wear the prototype... |
| GREETING | Have you come to a decision on Lily? I'll need to know before I can do anything else. |
| GREETING | My request is perfectly reasonable. Give us the Stealth Boy specs and there will be no need for us to splatter the room with your insides. |
| GREETING | Don't you still have business with Doctor Henry? You and I are done. |
| GREETING | That Keene, always causing trouble. |
| GREETING | Be careful with Keene. He's got a mean temper. |
| GREETING | I can't believe Chomps got arrested! They said he was involving in smuggling, if you can believe it. |
| GREETING | The Deathclaws have been keeping their distance. For now. |
| GREETING | When do you think the NCR will send their troops to help us? |
| GREETING | Jas screwed up the coffee again. Wouldn't drink it if I were you. |
| GREETING | It's too damn hot. |
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| GREETING | Go away. |
| GREETING | Who the hell are you? Better yet, what the hell are you doing in this cursed place? |
| GREETING | You know what? Forget it, it doesn't matter. Welcome to Camp Searchlight, the shittiest place on earth. |
| GREETING | Yeah? |
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| GREETING | {Cautious}What now? |
| GREETING | {Cold}What? |
| GREETING | You've been a huge help here. Thanks to you, I think we can hold this camp together. |
| GREETING | Was there something else? |
| GREETING | {Impressed}It was you that rescued President Kimball, wasn't it? You're becoming quite the celebrity already. |
| GREETING | {Relieved}I heard it was a close call for the President. Good thing he has top-notch security. |
| GREETING | {Melancholy}I hear they're already assembling a team to investigate the President's assassination. Going to be one hell of a report. |
| GREETING | {Angry}I'm a little ashamed to admit it, but a part of me would {emphasis}really love to get my hands on the bastard that killed the President. |
| GREETING | {Angry}I'm a little ashamed to admit it, but a part of me would {emphasis}really love to get my hands on the bitch that killed the President. |
| GREETING | So, the NCR finally sent some relief? It's about damn time. |
| GREETING | {Starstruck}Wow. Hey, it's you. What are you doing in Bitter Springs? |
| GREETING | {Cautious}I don't suppose you're feeling helpful today? |
| GREETING | {Bitter, resigned}I don't know what you're doing here, but you can just leave. We've got enough problems here. |
| GREETING | Those medical supplies have already been a phenomenal help. Thank you. |
| GREETING | I really appreciate those books. They've already been a huge help. |
| GREETING | Yeah? What is it? |
| GREETING | {Shocked}I warned them about that truck weeks ago. Always be prepared for any hazardous radiation I said. |
| GREETING | {Saddened sigh}Those headstrong fools should have listened... |
| GREETING | {Tired}Are you ready to head upriver? |
| GREETING | {AH-way}Ave. Are you ready to head upriver? |
| GREETING | {KAI-zar}Caesar awaits you in his tent. You have license to find your own way. |
| GREETING | I'll wait here, to ferry you back to the western shore when your visit has concluded. |
| GREETING | {AH-way}Ave. Are you ready to travel to the Fort? |
| GREETING | {KAI-zar}Caesar has permitted you to leave, but not with the Platinum Chip in your possession. Relinquish it and you may go. |
| GREETING | {AH-way}Ave. Are you ready to return to Cottonwood Cove? |
| GREETING | {Player has Platinum chip}By order of Caesar, all visitors must disarm and relinquish all banned items. This order also extends to the Platinum Chip you carry - for now. |
| GREETING | {KAI-zar}Caesar has permitted you to leave, but not with the Platinum Chip in your possession. Relinquish it and you may go. |
| GREETING | By order of Caesar, all visitors must disarm and relinquish all banned items. |
| GREETING | You may proceed. Your belongings will be returned when you leave. |
| GREETING | Halt! What business have you in Cottonwood Cove, outsider? |
| GREETING | {Annoyed}You're the one {Luh-CUL-us}Lucullus said would come? {Blunt}You'll find him waiting for you, down at the docks. |
| GREETING | {Angered}What are you doing standing around, whelp? {KAI-zar)Caesar awaits! |
| GREETING | You're the one {Luh-CUL-us}Lucullus said would come. You'll find him waiting for you, down at the docks. |
| GREETING | {menacing}Scum such as you does not belong here. {cold}Leave, or be added to the dead. |
| GREETING | {menacing}Trade with Canyon Runner if you like. Make trouble and things won't go well for you. |
| GREETING | {satisfied}You did well to give Centurion Aurelius the Profligates' listening machine. We'll butcher the troops they send to ambush our patrols. |
| GREETING | {AH-way}Ave. Name your business. |
| GREETING | I see you bear the Mark of {KAI-zar}Caesar! Cursor {Luh-CUL-us}Lucullus awaits you at the docks! |
| GREETING | {KAI-zar}Caesar does not like to be kept waiting. I would find Cursor {Luh-CUL-us}Lucullus quickly and travel to The Fort, if I were you. |
| GREETING | He should still be waiting at the docks. |
| GREETING | {LATIN}{AH-way}Ave. Have you come to sell or trade for captures? |
| GREETING | {AH-way}Ave. How goes it? |
| GREETING | Hey man, when in Rome. |
| GREETING | I look so good in this shit, I want you to call me Fucking Spectacular from now on. |
| GREETING | Well look who it is! Fantastic's little helper, all grown up. Following in his master's footsteps. |
| GREETING | Guess who got promoted to goddamn dam god? The cream always rises to the top, and Fantastic always rises to the top of the cream. |
| GREETING | What the fuck, man? Are you loco? |
| GREETING | You just killed my paycheck. |
| GREETING | Who the hell are you? They bring you in to replace me? They're replacing me, aren't they? |
| GREETING | Yo. |
| GREETING | This is a restricted area. State your business. |
| GREETING | What is it? |
| GREETING | What have you done? Get away from me! |
| GREETING | It's unusual to see a new face here. Are you a soldier, or a scientist? |
| GREETING | Your organization will doom all of us. |
| GREETING | What can I help you with? |
| GREETING | First Recon is holding Forlorn Hope now. What I wouldn't give for sniper support here. |
| GREETING | We don't even need this place. But it sure scares the shit out of the NCR that we've got a base here. |
| GREETING | The NCR left its soldiers here to die. Must be their strategy for the whole war. |
| GREETING | It was only a matter of time before HELIOS fell to us. |
| GREETING | We will not lose this place again. |
| GREETING | HELIOS One is safe in our hands and our hands alone. |
| GREETING | Under NCR control, this place was a gun in the hands of a child. |
| GREETING | {Resigned}Back again. What now? |
| GREETING | Welcome to the headquarters of the Sunset Sarsaparilla Company! |
| GREETING | Worker #27438 reporting! There seems to be a malfunction with the line, sir! |
| GREETING | Wait a minute. You're not my manager! Intruder! |
| GREETING | { Malcolm Holmes top level topics } |
| GREETING | Hello there. It's good to see a friendly face. Almost took you for a raider, I did. Name's Malcolm. Malcolm Holmes. |
| GREETING | Don't suppose you'd care to trade? I'm missing a few essentials and- oh, screw this. Lying just ain't in my nature. |
| GREETING | I'll tell it to you straight. I've been following you for a good bit now. |
| GREETING | Eh? You want to talk some more? |
| GREETING | Thank god you came around. That guy was going to kill me! |
| GREETING | {player fixed generator}Sure is nice to have the lights on again. |
| GREETING | {Deathclaw Mother and Alpha dead}With the Deathclaw pack leaders dead, I hope we can get back to work soon. |
| GREETING | {player healed Snuffles}Snuffles' leg seems to have gotten better. |
| GREETING | Man, I wish I'd stayed back in California some days. |
| GREETING | Generator's still not working. Big surprise. |
| GREETING | Poor Snuffles. Wish somebody could do something about his leg. |
| GREETING | What is it, trooper? You're not assigned to my squad, as far as I know. |
| GREETING | I'm not a recruitment officer. If you want to join the army, I'm sure someone at McCarran can point you in the right direction. |
| GREETING | What is it? |
| GREETING | {NCR - Shunned}Hey, I'm just a farmer. I don't want any trouble and I don't have anything valuable. |
| GREETING | Howdy. Something I can help you with? |
| GREETING | Our water ration suddenly increased. Can't help but think that you had something to do with it. |
| GREETING | You showed up just in time to say goodbye. Me and couple of the others are packing it in and heading back to California. |
| GREETING | The water ration's still a problem, and the NCR doesn't look like it's going to do anything about it anytime soon. |
| GREETING | Something else you need before I go? |
| GREETING | Howdy. Something else I can help you with? |
| GREETING | Is there something I can do for you? |
| GREETING | You need water? I got water, clean and fresh, straight from Lake Mead. |
| GREETING | If you're low on caps, I've also got slightly irradiated wasteland water. A little fallout never killed anybody. |
| GREETING | Welcome back! Are you thirsty for some fresh, clean water? |
| GREETING | Welcome to the Grub n' Gulp! |
| GREETING | Welcome back to the Grub n' Gulp! |
| GREETING | If I don't get more water soon, I won't make my quota this season. |
| GREETING | Don't know about you, but this beats herding Brahmin back in California. |
| GREETING | The maize is doing well in this soil. |
| GREETING | I'm glad the troopers are smart enough not to trample everything. |
| GREETING | Something - or someone - has been chewing on the coyote tobacco again. |
| GREETING | We're finally getting all the water we're supposed to. It's about time. |
| GREETING | Word is they're sending some of us home since we're not making the quota. |
| GREETING | Can't grow crops if they don't give us the water. |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | I'm glad to see a fellow trooper. My squad is in trouble. |
| GREETING | Need something? |
| GREETING | {in pain, recognizing player as an enemy of Powder Gangers}{outraged}Are you fucking kidding me? |
| GREETING | First I get my legs smashed, and then in walks the Powder Gangers' grim fucking reaper? What the fuck have you got against us, man? |
| GREETING | Jesus fucking Christ, if you want me dead just gimme 15 Med-X and I'll fucking O.D. for ya, okay? Fuck! |
| GREETING | {in pain, recognizing player as an enemy of Powder Gangers}{outraged}Are you fucking kidding me? |
| GREETING | First I get my legs smashed, and then in walks the Powder Gangers' grim fucking reaper? What the fuck have you got against us, bitch? |
| GREETING | Jesus fucking Christ, if you want me dead just gimme 15 Med-X and I'll fucking O.D. for ya, okay? Fuck! |
| GREETING | {surly, in pain}Goddammit, I was nodding off until you barged in here! And I don't hurt when I sleep! |
| GREETING | {recognizing the player}Wait - you're that courier. {laying it on thick}Hey. know what Boxcars needs, friend? Some fucking pain relief! |
| GREETING | {surly, in pain}Goddammit, I was nodding off until you barged in here! And I don't hurt when I sleep! |
| GREETING | {surly}Just give me some goddamn Med-X and fuck off, will ya? |
| GREETING | {surly}What is it this time? |
| GREETING | {surprised}Well, isn't this a surprise. I was just finishing up here. To think that we might have missed each other! |
| GREETING | It's fitting you got to see how I punished this town, for such is your fate. You will die for your crimes against the Legion! |
| GREETING | {surprised to meet player here}How interesting! You're the Profligate courier who's been of some assistance to the Legion. |
| GREETING | {pleased to see the player}Well, well, well! If it isn't our favorite courier - trekker of the wastes, killer of Mr. House! |
| GREETING | Well, well, well! What's our favorite courier doing so far from the Strip? Don't you have a special delivery to give to Mr. House? |
| GREETING | {pleasantly surprised}Oh. I don't know if you recognize me from the Strip, when I handed you the Mark of {KAI-zar}Caesar? I wasn't wearing a dog's head at the time. |
| GREETING | {pleasant}Don't worry, I won't have you lashed to a cross like the rest of these degenerates. It's useful that you happened by. |
| GREETING | I want you to witness the fate of the town of Nipton, to memorize every detail. And then, when you move on? |
| GREETING | I want you to teach everyone you meet the lesson that {KAI-zar's}Caesar's Legion taught here, especially any NCR troops you run across. |
| GREETING | Was there more for us to discuss? |
| GREETING | I was just finishing up making an example of this town, delivering a sermon, if you will. |
| GREETING | When you move on, head west to the Mojave Outpost and tell the Profligate troops what you found here. |
| GREETING | {surprised}Hah! And we were just finishing up here. To think that we might have missed you! |
| GREETING | If anyone belongs on a cross, it's you! For your crimes against the Legion, you will die! |
| GREETING | {surprised to meet player here}How interesting! You're the Profligate courier who's been of some assistance to the Legion. |
| GREETING | {pleased to see the player}Well, well, well! If it isn't the Legion's favorite courier - trekker of the wastes, killer of Mr. House! |
| GREETING | Well, well, well! What's the Legion's favorite courier doing so far from the Strip? Don't you have a special delivery to give to Mr. House? |
| GREETING | {pleasantly surprised}Well, well, well! I've heard of you - the courier upon whom mighty {KAI-zar}Caesar has bestowed his Mark! |
| GREETING | {pleasant}Don't worry, I won't have you lashed to a cross like the rest of these degenerates. It's useful that you happened by. |
| GREETING | I want you to witness the fate of Nipton, to memorize every detail. And then, when you move on? |
| GREETING | Well, I'd like you to move west towards the Mojave Outpost, to let the Profligates there know about the little sermon I prepared for them here. |
| GREETING | Was there more for us to discuss? |
| GREETING | I was just finishing up making an example of this town, delivering a sermon, if you will. |
| GREETING | When you move on, head west to the Mojave Outpost and tell the Profligate troops what you found here. |
| GREETING | Player killed Benny at The Tops. |
| GREETING | Player caused Benny to flee the Strip. |
| GREETING | Player survived Benny's ambush. |
| GREETING | Player foiled RACKET. |
| GREETING | Player enters Lucky 38. |
| GREETING | Securitrons on the Strip upgraded. |
| GREETING | Mr. House unplugged. |
| GREETING | Mr. House killed. |
| GREETING | Player has Mark of Caesar. |
| GREETING | Caesar cured. |
| GREETING | Player known to have killed Caesar. |
| GREETING | Caesar dies during operation. |
| GREETING | Caesar killed by lieutenants. |
| GREETING | Player upgraded Securitron Army. |
| GREETING | Player destroyed Securitron Army. |
| GREETING | Monorail at McCarran destroyed, no NCR troops on Strip for 3 days |
| GREETING | Monorail at McCarran destroyed, NCR troops start visiting again |
| GREETING | Player frees Silas from McCarran |
| GREETING | Player saves President Kimball |
| GREETING | Player fails to kill President Kimball |
| GREETING | Player kills President Kimball |
| GREETING | President Kimball assassinated (player not a suspect) |
| GREETING | Chief Hanlon dead, treason unexposed |
| GREETING | Chief Hanlon dead, treason exposed |
| GREETING | Motor-Runner killed |
| GREETING | Fiend bosses killed |
| GREETING | Legion attacks Bitter Springs camp |
| GREETING | Great Khans join Caesar |
| GREETING | Great Khans sign treaty with NCR |
| GREETING | Great Khans leave the Mojave |
| GREETING | Great Khans wiped out |
| GREETING | Kings wiped out (probably by NCR) |
| GREETING | Kings resolve differences with NCR |
| GREETING | Brotherhood of Steel destroyed |
| GREETING | Player wipes out Legion at Nelson |
| GREETING | Player wipes out NCR at Forlorn Hope |
| GREETING | Player wipes out both locations |
| GREETING | 1st Recon transferred to Forlorn Hope |
| GREETING | Ranger Station Charlie |
| GREETING | Boulder City Khans killed by NCR |
| GREETING | Player killed Boulder City Khans |
| GREETING | The Khans escaped alive |
| GREETING | Primm led by new Sheriff |
| GREETING | Primm accepts NCR rule |
| GREETING | Legion's dogs killed |
| GREETING | Rumors of Black Armor Rangers coming |
| GREETING | Black Armor Rangers arrive |
| GREETING | Legion Veterans arrive |
| GREETING | Player has made a splash on the Strip |
| GREETING | Middle Game has begun |
| GREETING | Late game has begun |
| GREETING | Battle for Hoover dam available |
| GREETING | Player won Battle for Hoover Dam |
| GREETING | Player won Battle for Hoover Dam, for the NCR |
| GREETING | Player won Battle for Hoover Dam, for Caesar's Legion |
| GREETING | Player won Battle for Hoover Dam, for Mr. House |
| GREETING | Player won Battle for Hoover Dam, for Independent Vegas without Securitrons |
| GREETING | Player assaulted The Tops Casino. |
| GREETING | Player killed Benny at The Tops. |
| GREETING | Player caused Benny to flee the Strip. |
| GREETING | Player survived Benny's ambush. |
| GREETING | Player foiled RACKET. |
| GREETING | McLafferty's been riding asses again. Better lay low. |
| GREETING | McLafferty's a hard boss, but she knows what she's doing, that's for sure. |
| GREETING | Guess Jamison won't be showing his face around here again. It's about time. |
| GREETING | Tough luck for Janet, huh? I know I'd hate to lose all that pay. |
| GREETING | I've never heard of anyone breaking their contract and still getting their pay. Janet is damn lucky. |
| GREETING | I hope it will snow later. |
| GREETING | Stupid Big Horners were making noise all night again. |
| GREETING | Spotted some humans down the road. Could be Great Khans again. |
| GREETING | Some days I miss being in the Master's army. |
| GREETING | You think Marcus could get us some miniguns? Or missile launchers? |
| GREETING | Better watch out. Lily's been babbling about her grandkids again. |
| GREETING | Doctor Henry's pretty smart - for a human. |
| GREETING | Ugh. Need to tighten up my vises again. |
| GREETING | Damn mercs. Glad you got rid of them. |
| GREETING | {Marcus dead}No more reason to stick around since Marcus is dead. |
| GREETING | Thanks for helping Doctor Henry with his research. |
| GREETING | {Imminent Cure}A cure for the Nightkin is supposed to be on the way. |
| GREETING | {Eventual Cure}I heard it'll still be some time before the Nightkin are cured. Hope they stick around that long. |
| GREETING | {Keene dead}The Nightkin aren't going to stick around long with Keene dead. Not without a good reason, anyway. |
| GREETING | {Keene left}The Nightkin aren't going to stick around long now that Keene's left. Not without a good reason, anyway. |
| GREETING | {Marcus dead}Without Marcus, Jacobstown won't last long. |
| GREETING | I like it up here. Nice and cool. |
| GREETING | I cannot speak long, for my men need direction. What do you want? |
| GREETING | The legate is expecting you. |
| GREETING | It is important that you go see the legate. |
| GREETING | The legate would have my head if I were to let you pass. |
| GREETING | Soon, my lovelies. Soon you'll get all the meat you can handle. |
| GREETING | I haven't fed them in days. The legate wants them hungry for the battle to come. |
| GREETING | Some fool asked me the other day what mongrel meat tastes like. I told him I'd sooner feed him to my dogs than the other way around. |
| GREETING | The enemy is weak up close, so I must learn to kill quickly at that quarter. |
| GREETING | When attacking with a blade, aim for the meat of the opponent. Tendons and muscle are no good to a man when severed. |
| GREETING | When attacking with a blunt weapon, aim for the opponent's bones. Hips, joints, and especially the skull are all viable targets. |
| GREETING | A sharp knife can make the difference between a clean kill and a messy death. |
| GREETING | It's amazing how dull a blade can get just by passing through slave meat. |
| GREETING | I must have all of these blades sharpened soon. Rumor is we head out any time now. |
| GREETING | Our men are stronger, faster, and have wills of iron. How can we lose? |
| GREETING | I'm a little busy at the moment. |
| GREETING | When will we receive the order to march? I'll go crazy if I don't kill something soon. |
| GREETING | We will see that the camp is protected from NCR assassins. |
| GREETING | The battle is already decided. All that's left is the bloodletting. |
| GREETING | Mars be with you. |
| GREETING | Salve, Courier. How goes the battle in the east? |
| GREETING | My orders are to remain here, and direct our men as they arrive. Go! |
| GREETING | The man with the spiky hat comes into camp at night! |
| GREETING | Did you know ants can get *this big?* |
| GREETING | I saw snake puppies in the hills! |
| GREETING | I say, would you like some of this absolutely delightful confection I found? I've been grazing on it all day! |
| GREETING | I like you! Will you take Barnabas Bear to New Vegas when you go? |
| GREETING | I'm hungry! |
| GREETING | I'm sleepy! |
| GREETING | I'm scared! |
| GREETING | My tummy hurts! |
| GREETING | Where's my mommy? |
| GREETING | What's that, Antler? We have a visitor? |
| GREETING | An assassin, more like! I say kill it, Antler. For safe's sake! |
| GREETING | Huh? ...Okay, Antler. I'll ask. |
| GREETING | Hi, human. Why you come here? |
| GREETING | Antler sings for Stealth Boys. Have you found them? |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | {Welcoming, to one of her own}Greetings, Hunter of The Thorn. |
| GREETING | The crowds are waiting for you, stranger. Show us your best. |
| GREETING | {Slight irritation}It's time for blood, not talk. Find me after the fight. |
| GREETING | {Congratulatory tone, if just a hint}Well done, stranger. Here's your share. |
| GREETING | {Strong emotion veiled by stoic expression}The Thorn does not welcome you, stranger. Leave now or suffer the consequences. |
| GREETING | Even the strongest creatures need their rest, {slight pause}and their companionship. I've been looking forward to this. |
| GREETING | {Ambivalent tone, generic}You know where we meet, and that's not here. |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | {About to attack player}You've broken the rules of The Thorn. You've dishonored this sacred ground! I don't tolerate such offenses. |
| GREETING | {About to attack player}I admire your bravery, but coming down here after what you've done is just foolish. So be it, Legion dog! |
| GREETING | {Serious, Seething Anger}We're watching you{two seconds pause}... {Slightly drawn out sss." Morrowind!}stranger!" |
| GREETING | {Serious, Seething Anger}Don't fuck with the caged beasts. |
| GREETING | {Dumfounded, Overflowing Anger}I can't believe this shit. Time to die, punk! |
| GREETING | {Cautionary Warning, Calm}Follow the rules of The Thorn. |
| GREETING | {Cautionary Warning, Calm}Don't feed the creatures. |
| GREETING | {Surprised, Proving a Point}What did I tell you about breaking the rules? You're gonna learn the hard way, now. |
| GREETING | {Proud}Nowhere else will you find something like The Thorn. |
| GREETING | {Proud. As if the last sentence is a conclusion of obeying the first two}Take advice. Don't break the rules. And we won't kill you. |
| GREETING | {Deeply Offended}You dared go against The Thorn, and now you'll pay for that! |
| GREETING | {Amiable, Joking Tone}Come see the fights, or Red Lucy? |
| GREETING | {Amiable, Joking Tone}Enjoy the show, and don't give us a reason to shoot you, okay?{Chuckles} |
| GREETING | {Surprised, still with a joking tone but about to start combat}You've just fucked up, big time! |
| GREETING | Lay down with me, my hunter. |
| GREETING | Our time was sweet, my hunter. But our passion will have to wait - The Thorn demands attention. |
| GREETING | No more fights today. The Thorn needs time to soak its tribute of blood. |
| GREETING | The Legion are trouble. You should watch out. |
| GREETING | The road is dangerous. You better stay sharp. |
| GREETING | I'm getting out of here. |
| GREETING | Fuck this place. |
| GREETING | The Legion will pay for this. |
| GREETING | I kinda like being a farmer. |
| GREETING | I'm glad Mean Sonofabitch is on our side. |
| GREETING | {No more water from NCR}Crops aren't getting as much water lately. |
| GREETING | {Saint James and Dermot dead}We're better off with those slaver bastards Saint James and Dermot. |
| GREETING | That Sweetie sure is something. |
| GREETING | {Anderson dead or gone}I'm gonna miss having Anderson around. |
| GREETING | Anything new happening? |
| GREETING | It is time for the meeting with the bosses. We can't chit chat right now. |
| GREETING | Hey, thanks for all the help back there. |
| GREETING | Hey pal, thanks for helping us shape things up. You're good people. |
| GREETING | Take a seat on the couch over there, Nero and me want to have a little talk with you. |
| GREETING | Take a seat on the couch please, so we can have a little talking time. |
| GREETING | I'm on my way to have some private time, give me some peace. |
| GREETING | I'm on my way to my office, give me a little time before you get in my face. |
| GREETING | I'm on my way to my room, I don't have time to chat with you right now. |
| GREETING | Come to my office, we'll have a little chat with Cachino. |
| GREETING | I don't have time to chat right now. If you have business, wait for me to get settled in. |
| GREETING | Well, what do we have here, huh? Let me guess. You've heard about the mistress who makes all your fantasies come true. |
| GREETING | So you've followed the call of your desires... all the way to the arms of Joana, moi. Now that you've found me, I wonder, do you have what it takes? |
| GREETING | Any interest in helping us with Mr. House's data network? I'm still good for the medical supplies. |
| GREETING | Have you reconsidered our offer to bug Mr. House's data network? It could be of enormous medical value to us and could alleviate a lot of suffering. |
| GREETING | Oh, hi. Thanks again for helping us with that data. {a bit disappointed}I mean, the feed only lasted about thirty seconds and it's not that useful, but... {sighing}we tried. |
| GREETING | Thanks again for helping with Mr. House's data network. Come see me at the Old Mormon Fort if you get a chance. |
| GREETING | Drop dead. |
| GREETING | What's up? |
| GREETING | Hot damn do I love this place. |
| GREETING | This place smells like booze and sex. That's why I always come back. |
| GREETING | I hope my dad doesn't find out how much money those hookers cost me. |
| GREETING | The Tops is a real snooze fest. I hope they get some new shows soon. |
| GREETING | Hey there, gorgeous. I knew you'd be back soon enough. |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | {Placeholder for Top Level topics, and topics that become top level} |
| GREETING | I hear you been asking questions about me, dickweed. What the fuck do you want? |
| GREETING | You again? What the fuck do you want? |
| GREETING | Hey, hey! Look who it is.{Nervous laugh} My best buddy. |
| GREETING | Hey, what can I do for you? |
| GREETING | {Placeholder for top level and topics that become top level} |
| GREETING | I'm getting the heck out of here. You go place that thermite and do what you need to do. |
| GREETING | Give me some time. I'm going to deploy the thermite. |
| GREETING | Yeah, nice work destroying those guns, I'm gonna beat feet before they figure out I was involved. |
| GREETING | {Placeholder for top level topics} |
| GREETING | Hey, you're Cachino's friend. You got business with me? |
| GREETING | Have you found out anything to help me? |
| GREETING | Man, thanks for finding out that shit, fuck Big Sal. |
| GREETING | Thanks for taking care of getting me out of here. I owe you big time. |
| GREETING | Who are you? I didn't do anything, leave me alone. |
| GREETING | You again? Make it quick. |
| GREETING | You're always welcome here, good to see you again. Let's chat, what's on your mind? |
| GREETING | {Placeholder for top level topics} |
| GREETING | Hey, you're the one everyone's talking about. What business you got with me? |
| GREETING | What do you need? I'm a busy man. |
| GREETING | Hey Buddy, Zoara is off limits to everyone but Family. |
| GREETING | Go ahead and talk to the bosses, they'll want to hear what you have to say. |
| GREETING | Thanks for bringing Cachino's transgressions to our attention. Shame we had to put him down, he was a good lieutenant. |
| GREETING | Hey, it's my good friend again. What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | Hold up, I gotta have a chat with Cachino. |
| GREETING | You got something you need to talk about? |
| GREETING | {Placeholder for top level topics} |
| GREETING | Let's get this going. |
| GREETING | Hey, I'm leaving and I don't have anything more to say to you, so get the fuck out of{outta} my face. |
| GREETING | Hey, nice to meet you. Do you need help with something? |
| GREETING | Hey, did you track down some chlorine for me? |
| GREETING | Good to see you again, I hope you're winning some money in here. |
| GREETING | Hey, what's up? |
| GREETING | Okay. We can talk here. |
| GREETING | Come here, baby. I'm all yours... are you ready to be all mine? |
| GREETING | {Whispering nervously}C'mon, people are looking at us. |
| GREETING | It's now or never, let's go. |
| GREETING | You truly are something else! Those Omertas looked like they were going to kill Carlitos on the spot. |
| GREETING | I have nothing to give you except my thanks... and, well, if I were you I'd not mess around with the Omertas anymore, but listen to this. |
| GREETING | Cachino has said things that make me think there's a big and nasty operation in the works, something about getting even" with Mr. House." |
| GREETING | Just thought you'd like to know. Okay, I'm getting Carlitos as far away from here as possible. Hope to see you again, bye! |
| GREETING | I'm happy to see you again. Carlitos and I have been living here since our escape. We'll never forget what you've done for us. |
| GREETING | {Broken, aghast, lover just died}Oh, no! No, no, no... Carlitos, dead? What, what will I do now? |
| GREETING | Hey there, sugar. I'm Dazzle. What can I do for you... or to you? You're so handsome I might just give you a discount. |
| GREETING | Hi, honey. I'm Dazzle. What can I do for you... or to you? Every night's ladies night here. |
| GREETING | You damn idiot. I just counted those caps you gave me, and there's not enough there! |
| GREETING | {NCR victory}All those NCR troops should see me to celebrate. Come one, come all! |
| GREETING | {Legion victory}I'm not letting the Legion make me a slave. Even I have standards. |
| GREETING | {House victory}Guess it's true what they say - the house always wins in the end. |
| GREETING | {Indy Vegas}No Mr. House, no NCR, no Legion, no rules! New Vegas is going to be just one wild, never-ending party. |
| GREETING | Back again? Did you miss me? |
| GREETING | What the fuck do you want now? |
| GREETING | {Placeholder for top level topics} |
| GREETING | Well look, the bully is back. What the hell do you want? |
| GREETING | Hello and welcome to Gomorrah. What can I help you with today? |
| GREETING | Let's meet in my room, hon. Follow me. |
| GREETING | Let's meet in my room, hon. Follow me. |
| GREETING | Take a seat! Play to win. |
| GREETING | You look like the lucky type, come play the odds. |
| GREETING | Play the tables, test your luck. |
| GREETING | You gotta play big to win big. |
| GREETING | Feeling lucky? |
| GREETING | Sorry, can't let you play here. |
| GREETING | You're cut off. |
| GREETING | Try the Tops, your money is no good here. |
| GREETING | Done playing? Try watching some dancers. |
| GREETING | {Whispering, fearing being recognized}Be patient. Don't blow it, now. |
| GREETING | I've enjoyed it, hon. But, if you want more of it, you know what you've got to do. |
| GREETING | We got the message. We're going. |
| GREETING | You didn't see nothin', got it? |
| GREETING | You'll get no trouble from me. |
| GREETING | Hey, I just do what I'm told. |
| GREETING | Howdy, son! How can I help you? But make it quick. Goddamn heat's worse in this town than in the middle of a Brahmin herd at noon. |
| GREETING | If you don't mind, I have to look after my husband... |
| GREETING | Howdy, young lady. How can I help you? But make it quick. Goddamn heat's worse in this town than in the middle of a Brahmin herd at noon. |
| GREETING | Howdy! Good seeing you again. |
| GREETING | Good to see you again. |
| GREETING | No time to chat now, kid. I'm outta this city for good. |
| GREETING | Sorry, but I don't have time to talk right now. I'm going back to the ranch. |
| GREETING | Can't dilly-dally right now, kid. Got to lay these old bones to rest for the night. Try me tomorrow. |
| GREETING | Walter! My husband's... No, it can't be! |
| GREETING | Not right now. I've got to make sure my husband gets enough rest. He's much too involved in this Gunderson business for his own good. Maybe tomorrow. |
| GREETING | Ethel, darling!{Pause, as anger boils inside - wife just got killed} I'll... I'll join you soon again! Someone's gonna pay first, though. |
| GREETING | Yeah, what do you want? |
| GREETING | Hey, it's you! What's the news? |
| GREETING | You've made it! Thank you so much for your help. I owe you more than- Wait! What's that? |
| GREETING | Let me guess. You want to know my secret - how I got my beard to grow in so thick. |
| GREETING | Just talk to Big Beard next to me, pal. Whoever's got the biggest whiskers, does the talking... |
| GREETING | Couldn't stay away, huh? |
| GREETING | Well, well, well, if it isn't our whore, Joana... and, I don't believe this. Carlitos! |
| GREETING | We had you and the whore clocked from the start, but we thought Carlitos would be long gone by now. |
| GREETING | He should've fled with the caps he stole from the family. We Omertas don't forget and now's time to pay for your offenses. |
| GREETING | Hi. I'm Frewell |
| GREETING | Fretwell again, brah. |
| GREETING | Frettie, a thirtie. |
| GREETING | Yo, I'm Willis, trooper Willis to you, punk. |
| GREETING | Me again, ahole! |
| GREETING | Why not? |
| GREETING | Henchman number 1, yeah. |
| GREETING | Henchman number 2 bro! |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | Look, we are going, okay? So, leave us be. |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | I don't know how we pulled this off, for a minute there I thought we were not going to make it. |
| GREETING | Without you, we'd been in the losing end. Thank you so much for your help, friend. |
| GREETING | No... Joana! It can't be! She didn't deserve this, she didn't, you hear? |
| GREETING | It should've been me, not her... They will pay, right now! Out of my way! |
| GREETING | For my beard, I do as I promised. |
| GREETING | Hey, friend! It's good to see you again. |
| GREETING | This place don't have the glitter of the Strip, but I've got Joana - that's all I'll ever need. |
| GREETING | {Whispering, not wanting to be recognized}We're ready. Let's get out of here. |
| GREETING | {Thankful}Thank you for your help! |
| GREETING | {Fearful}I'm out of here. |
| GREETING | {Whispering, not wanting to be reconized}C'mon, let's go. |
| GREETING | {Thankful}Can't thank you enough for saving us. |
| GREETING | {Fearful}Didn't expect things to go so bad - I'm not staying here any longer. |
| GREETING | Hear that up on the ridge behind me there? We got some geckos to clear out. |
| GREETING | Bunch of little monsters is what they are. Seems like Doc Mitchell treats more gecko bites than anything else. |
| GREETING | Let's see if we can get a little closer. If we move quietly, we can get the jump on 'em. More likely to hit something vital that way. |
| GREETING | See? You're getting the hang of it. |
| GREETING | There's two more wells that still need clearing. You want, you can come along. It'd be worth a few caps to me. |
| GREETING | Confound it, Cheyenne, why'd you have to go running in like that? You were supposed to stay. |
| GREETING | I'm sorry, you shouldn't have to see me like this. I'm not not gonna be very good company right now. |
| GREETING | I did have another thing to teach, but I'll understand if you'd rather I just pay you so you can be on your way. |
| GREETING | Now that was some good work. Even got a little exciting there at the end. |
| GREETING | Here's a little spending money for the trouble. |
| GREETING | Ah, hell's bells. There's not a day passes by I don't tell people not to come here by themselves. |
| GREETING | Some people, your word just isn't good enough for them. Then this happens. |
| GREETING | Well, it's part of life out here. Best to accept it. |
| GREETING | But you did what you promised, staying out here with me. Here's my end of the deal. |
| GREETING | Hey, that's not bad! See? All it takes to make a recipe is the right ingredients and the right know-how. |
| GREETING | Sometimes it won't be a campfire you need. Might need to do some work on your guns and ammo, maybe. |
| GREETING | Important thing to get is it's all the same idea. You just need to find the right place to set up shop. Workbench or... a reloading bench, whatever. |
| GREETING | Well, I hope that's enough to get you started. |
| GREETING | Everything all right? |
| GREETING | I'm heading back now. Hope I didn't miss anything good on the jukebox. Cheyenne would never forgive me. |
| GREETING | It's important that you're relaxed for this next test. Please, have a seat. |
| GREETING | All right. I'm gonna say a word. I want you to say the first thing that comes to mind. |
| GREETING | Dog. |
| GREETING | Here. These are yours. Was all you had on you when you was brought in. |
| GREETING | I hope you don't mind but I gave the note a look. I thought it might help me find a next of kin. But it was just something about a platinum chip. |
| GREETING | Hi, what can I do for you? |
| GREETING | Welcome back. Need anything? |
| GREETING | {Sad about her mentor's death}I've been taking care of the shop, since Michael... {Steeled Resolve}I've got to look forward. Someone's got to bring beauty into this barren world. |
| GREETING | Excuse me, but I'm busy. |
| GREETING | What's up? |
| GREETING | Hey, it's you! Michael Angelo told me about your photographs. I hope to see the world, one day, like you do. |
| GREETING | Welcome back, friend. What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | Greetings, citizen. Please, select your accommodation needs. |
| GREETING | Behave, and don't give me a reason to kick you out. |
| GREETING | This is going to be fun! |
| GREETING | Sorry, no time to talk, Outsider. |
| GREETING | I bet you'd make an awesome Boomer. |
| GREETING | Yay! I love my new toy! |
| GREETING | Thanks for the help. That crazy bitch just attacked me out of nowhere. |
| GREETING | Did you see that? That crazy bitch just attacked me out of nowhere. |
| GREETING | Thanks again for the help. |
| GREETING | This day just can't get any worse. |
| GREETING | Did you see that? That guy was going to kill me! |
| GREETING | Hey, it's you ag- what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? |
| GREETING | Don't worry about me. I'm a little shaken up, but I'll be okay. |
| GREETING | Could you, maybe, stay away from me? You're creeping me out. |
| GREETING | We spoke earlier, didn't we? About Vault 22. My offer still stands, if you've changed your mind. |
| GREETING | We still need a contractor on our Vault 22 project. Interested? |
| GREETING | Yes? Something else you needed? |
| GREETING | I received a pleasant call from Dr. Keely. It seems we have you to thank for keeping her alive. Very charitable of you. |
| GREETING | Ah! I was just wondering what had become of you. |
| GREETING | What do you want? I thought I told you to stay the hell out of here. |
| GREETING | What are you doing in my office? You're not welcome here, get out! |
| GREETING | Did Dr. Hildern... this really isn't any of my business, but... did he give you a job? |
| GREETING | Little busy at the moment. But I can talk. |
| GREETING | If you can find Keely and keep her safe, I'll pay you what I can. I gave my word, and I meant it. |
| GREETING | Keely just called in. You should have heard the Director. But I-" "Wait a-" "Now look here-"" |
| GREETING | She wouldn't let him finish a sentence. Just reamed him out for sending all those people to the Vault. I've never seen his face so red and twitchy. |
| GREETING | Thanks for keeping her safe. Here's the caps I promised. I knew I had a good feeling about you. |
| GREETING | Did you find Keely? You haven't been back for a while, so I was hoping... |
| GREETING | Oh! Good to see you again. |
| GREETING | Unless I hear from Keely, we've got nothing to talk about. |
| GREETING | Keely still hasn't checked in. It's not like her... |
| GREETING | After what happened with Keely, Hildern's got his eye on me. We shouldn't be talking... not anymore. |
| GREETING | You're new? I'm Angela. Williams. Were you just looking around, or... |
| GREETING | Took your sweet time. I suppose the NCR sent you? |
| GREETING | It's better not to do a lot of talking on assassination missions. |
| GREETING | I hear you took care of Motor-Runner. I could have handled that on my own. |
| GREETING | Thanks for the help back at Vault 3. I couldn't have gotten out of there without the assist. |
| GREETING | Thanks for the assistance, doc. Time for us to go take out Motor-Runner? |
| GREETING | What do you need? I have a job to do. |
| GREETING | I'm ready to take out Motor-Runner when you are. |
| GREETING | How the hell did you get in here? And who the hell are you? |
| GREETING | What are you doing here, soldier? I didn't call for any support. |
| GREETING | Hey! Yeah you! Come give us a hand! |
| GREETING | You again. You ready to give us some help? |
| GREETING | Rick is dead, but I'd still welcome my freedom! |
| GREETING | Are you going to free me or what? |
| GREETING | Thanks for the help. |
| GREETING | Thank you for releasing us. |
| GREETING | Talk to Rick if you have something you'd like to say. |
| GREETING | If you have anything to say, talk to Rick. |
| GREETING | Why the fuck are you back here? |
| GREETING | What the fuck are you doing here? |
| GREETING | Man, are you turned around. Motor-Runner is one the other side of the complex. |
| GREETING | I know who you are. I'm a patient man, but you'd better have a damn good reason to be standing here right now. Spit it out. |
| GREETING | Look who it is. I haven't had the privilege, but I'm told you've been an angel on our shoulder. What can we do for you at Camp McCarran? |
| GREETING | Well. I'm glad we could finally meet. My sources tell me you've done some good work for us. What brings you to Camp McCarran? |
| GREETING | I'm usually good with faces, but I don't think I've seen you here before. What brings you to Camp McCarran? |
| GREETING | What happened? |
| GREETING | Yes, what is it? |
| GREETING | What are you doing here? You don't have clearance. |
| GREETING | Get the hell out of my sight. |
| GREETING | Hey, what are you doing out here at this hour? |
| GREETING | Trouble sleeping again, huh? Well, do yourself a favor - try and get some rest. |
| GREETING | Following up on your lead, huh? Good. I'll get out of your way before I blow your cover. |
| GREETING | I hope you catch this guy. |
| GREETING | Nice to meet you. I'm Curtis. |
| GREETING | Well? |
| GREETING | What is it? |
| GREETING | Hey! Can't you see I'm busy here? |
| GREETING | Nah, I'm just kidding. This has to be the most worthless patrol duty on the whole base. They never attack this gate. |
| GREETING | They just put me back here because they don't think I can handle anything else. |
| GREETING | Man, am I bored. |
| GREETING | What is it, soldier? |
| GREETING | You stick out like a sore thumb around here. You sure you're in the right place? |
| GREETING | You weren't supposed to kill him! Goddamn it. Not only did we not get any information, but now you've ended his suffering, too. |
| GREETING | Shit, guess I can forget about a promotion this decade. Thanks a lot, asshole. |
| GREETING | Fuck. What am I going to tell the colonel? |
| GREETING | Haven't you done enough? |
| GREETING | Poor guy. He's all tuckered out. Well, I guess we'll have to pick up where we left off tomorrow. Good work. |
| GREETING | I'm sure he'll have had enough after a few days of this. Or if we're lucky, a few months. |
| GREETING | I'll get someone in here to clean up the mess he made. You can head out for the day. Let's let him sleep. |
| GREETING | That was fun to watch. I'd have you do it again, but I'd probably get in trouble. |
| GREETING | This'll do the NCR a lot of good, so you should be proud. |
| GREETING | Here's the standard fee, plus I threw in the price of a good show on the Strip. That's from me personally. You can beat up my prisoners anytime. |
| GREETING | You did well. I don't know how you did it without putting a scratch on him, and I'm a little disappointed personally, but it saved the NCR some face. |
| GREETING | And it could save us more than that when all is said and done. I'm gonna talk to some people when we're through here. |
| GREETING | This is about double the standard fee we'd give a consultant |
| GREETING | Let's finish this up, then we can talk. |
| GREETING | You're back. |
| GREETING | What an ugly little worm you are. What pile of excrement did the lieutenant pluck you from, worm? |
| GREETING | What? |
| GREETING | You don't have to do this. |
| GREETING | You hit like a bedridden old woman. |
| GREETING | We don't have anything to discuss, worm. |
| GREETING | Enough! This is pointless. I'm dead to the Legion either way. I'll tell you what I know. |
| GREETING | But you should know that Caesar has always kept his own counsel. He never reveals anything that would make him vulnerable. |
| GREETING | My knowledge will not prevent the inevitable. This camp will be ash within months. Maybe weeks. |
| GREETING | Have you got it? |
| GREETING | Hit me. |
| GREETING | Get away from me. |
| GREETING | I'll take it from here. |
| GREETING | Boyd's in there with a prisoner right now. Boy, is she pissed. |
| GREETING | Hassling Hector, huh? Got a thing for little kids? |
| GREETING | Whatcha want, freakshow? |
| GREETING | Who the fuck are you and why are you bothering me? |
| GREETING | Back again? Jesus.... |
| GREETING | Come back to Violet, huh? What now? |
| GREETING | Something on your mind? |
| GREETING | Hey there, sweet thing. Want a ride on the Cook-Cook express? |
| GREETING | Not now! I've got to get up to the lab and finish what I started! |
| GREETING | This Vault-Tech machinery is so fragile. I had to jury-rig this elevator a few days ago and it's on the fritz again already. |
| GREETING | Ah, that's got it. See you upstairs. |
| GREETING | Hm, what's this? Did you do these repairs? Not bad. Not bad at all. |
| GREETING | Saves me time, I guess. See you upstairs. |
| GREETING | Good, you're here. Ready to begin? |
| GREETING | I suppose you have questions. Hurry up and ask them. |
| GREETING | Ah, good. You survived. I was beginning to think you hadn't. You'll be pleased to know that the spores should no longer be a problem. |
| GREETING | Now all that's left is to ensure that none of this ever happens again. The research that led to these abominations must be erased. |
| GREETING | Don't mind me. I have to wrap things up here, gather my gear, that sort of thing. I'll be leaving soon enough. |
| GREETING | Greetings! I do not believe we have met before. I have the singular distinction of being designated as Bohr. |
| GREETING | Calculating... |
| GREETING | Hello again, my friend. I hope you've been finding the information in the datastore useful. |
| GREETING | {Ibsen top-level topics} |
| GREETING | Welcome to the range. Feel free to use any open lane. |
| GREETING | Ah, outsider. I've heard that you were instrumental in providing Hardin with the evidence to bring against me. And here I had thought to use {lightly stressed}you. |
| GREETING | Have you come to gloat, or did you actually want something? |
| GREETING | Welcome, outsider, welcome! The lockdown has been officially lifted and everyone seems to be in good spirits. |
| GREETING | With the surface open to us once again, Hardin's already started talk of sending a force out to attack HELIOS, but I hope to dissuade him. |
| GREETING | What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | Hail, Brother. May I help you? |
| GREETING | Greetings, my friend. I hope I can be of some assistance to you. |
| GREETING | {Getting ready to lift the lockdown}I apologize, outsider, but I'm going to be busy for a little while making preparations for lifting the lockdown. |
| GREETING | {Annoyed to have to talk to the player again}What is it now, outsider? |
| GREETING | I'm afraid I don't have time to talk, outsider. I've had word that Hardin is charging me with violating protocol and must prepare a defense. |
| GREETING | Back again, I see. Have you found all the components we need? |
| GREETING | Have you had any luck finding the scouts? Or did you have something to discuss? |
| GREETING | Found the missing patrols, or was something else on your mind? |
| GREETING | How did you find us, stranger? And do tell the truth. |
| GREETING | I've been informed that you bring us ill tidings, stranger. Care to elaborate? |
| GREETING | When Paladin Ramos informed me that Veronica was approaching with an outsider in tow, at first I didn't know what to think. |
| GREETING | After giving the matter some thought, however, I've decided that an outsider could be of use to me right now. |
| GREETING | However, I will not force you to help us. Should you refuse, you will be allowed to leave here, though you'd remain Veronica's responsibility. |
| GREETING | What do you say, outsider? Are you willing to help us? |
| GREETING | What I wished to discuss with you can wait for once I get settled in the command room, outsider. |
| GREETING | When you first showed up on our doorstep, I'll admit at first I didn't know what to think. |
| GREETING | After giving the matter some thought, however, I've decided that an outsider could be of great use to me right now. |
| GREETING | However, I will not force you to help us. Should you refuse, you will be allowed to leave here, though know we {stressed}will be keeping an eye on you. |
| GREETING | What do you say, outsider? Are you willing to help us? |
| GREETING | How did you resolve the situation with the ranger? |
| GREETING | Have you reconsidered, outsider? I can still use your help. |
| GREETING | {Generic question node}Yes, associate? |
| GREETING | {McNamara's top-level topics} |
| GREETING | {McNamara's linked topics} |
| GREETING | Hey, I heard the pistol got returned. Thanks a lot! I am {emph}never going to listen to Watkins again, believe me. |
| GREETING | I really hope you can find that pistol. |
| GREETING | Yes, can I help you? |
| GREETING | Sorry, but I'm a little busy here. If you'll excuse me. |
| GREETING | The lockdown is lifted! The patrols are going to start up again! Do you know what this means? I'll actually be able to get into a real fight! |
| GREETING | I wonder what it'll be against? Raiders? Radscorpions? {super excited}Deathclaws? Oh, I can't wait. So what's up? |
| GREETING | Hey, so Hardin becoming Elder was because of you, huh? Good job. Now that the lockdown if lifted, I may get a chance to get into a real fight! |
| GREETING | I wonder what it'll be against? Raiders? Radscorpions? {super excited}Deathclaws? Oh, I can't wait. So what's up? |
| GREETING | I hear you handled the NCR ranger that was camping out topside. |
| GREETING | Don't get a big head or anything about it. I would have taken him out if they'd let me. |
| GREETING | Yeah? |
| GREETING | {Watkins top-level topics} |
| GREETING | You'll find your equipment in the chest to your right. Don't bother coming back until you've dealt with the ranger. |
| GREETING | Stand back from the door. The Elder's eager to hear your report. |
| GREETING | [You hear nothing.] |
| GREETING | {Ramos Greeting for players who found a patrol}Where did you learn that password? And tell the truth, because I'll know if you're lying. |
| GREETING | {Ramos Greeting for players with Veronica}{Stern}Listen up. I'm in charge of security around here, and I can't say I'm too happy having an outsider waltzing around. |
| GREETING | {Eases up, first part was just for show}But since you came in with Veronica, I'm inclined to cut you a little slack. Just behave yourself and we won't have any problems, okay? |
| GREETING | Oh, and the Elder's going to want to talk to you. He's on the second level. Just take a right once you get down there. |
| GREETING | My office is right here in case you need anything. Just ask for Ramos. |
| GREETING | {Ramos dialogue if player sneaks into the bunker}{Angry, an intruder managed to get past his security}How the hell did you get in here? Normally, I would have already shot you, but I'm under orders to bring you to the Elder. Will you come peacefully? |
| GREETING | Rest up, and make your report to the Elder when you're up to it. |
| GREETING | If you have something to say, say it to Elder McNamara. |
| GREETING | Your presence here... Let's just say it's highly irregular. |
| GREETING | Outsiders aren't even allowed to know that our bunker's here, let alone come and go freely. |
| GREETING | You impressed Elder McNamara, obviously. He must believe that you'll be very useful. |
| GREETING | Oh, hey there. Something I can help you with? |
| GREETING | {Ramos Top-level topics} |
| GREETING | No time to talk now. I have to get ready to return to base with this information. I'll get a fat raise for this, if anyone actually believes me. |
| GREETING | {Nonchalant}Okay, so you weren't kidding about there being a Brotherhood base here. |
| GREETING | I'll need to report back to base about this. They'll think I'm playing a prank if I try to radio it in, so I'll need some face time with the brass. |
| GREETING | Thanks for the heads up. I mean it. I'll be sure to mention you in my report. |
| GREETING | Shhh. I thought I heard something up by the entrance. |
| GREETING | Now, now. Calm down. I believe you saw something. Let's just head back to my camp and we'll figure out what it was, okay? |
| GREETING | Sorry, but I've got a long hike ahead of me. You take care. |
| GREETING | Powder ganger scum! Hands up or die! |
| GREETING | Thought you'd sneak up on me, you filthy powder ganger? |
| GREETING | Oh, it's you. Any particular reason you felt the need to bother me again? |
| GREETING | {Placeholder for Dobson's top-level topics} |
| GREETING | You must be the stranger I've been hearing about. Sorry, but I'm strictly forbidden from offering our tech to outsiders like yourself. |
| GREETING | Besides, I'm a little busy right now. |
| GREETING | Sorry, outsider, but I'm not allowed to sell you anything without the Elder's say so. |
| GREETING | Besides, I'm a little busy right now. |
| GREETING | I can't believe Hardin is Elder now. At least with the lockdown lifted I'll be able to resupply my store more often. So what are you here for? |
| GREETING | Have you heard the news? Elder McNamara has lifted the lockdown! Good news for this store, let me tell you. I can't wait to start getting more goods. |
| GREETING | So what are you here for? |
| GREETING | The word came down from the Elder that I'm to offer you some of our lesser wares, as if I didn't have other matters on my mind. |
| GREETING | Have you found it? I need to give my report to Hardin soon. |
| GREETING | Hi there. Looking to spend some caps? |
| GREETING | You again? Didn't I tell you I was busy? |
| GREETING | {Torres top-level topics} |
| GREETING | Listen very closely and do as I say. Your life depends on it. |
| GREETING | Hand over everything you're carrying. Weapons, ammo, clothes, armor - everything. I want you stripped down to your underwear. |
| GREETING | Save it for Paladin Ramos, outsider. |
| GREETING | I said shut up and keep moving. |
| GREETING | You're the one with that robot, I was hoping you'd bring him my way. Pretty impressive piece of hardware. |
| GREETING | I can't say that I've seen anything quite like him before. |
| GREETING | Hmmm? Oh, you must be the outsider everyone's buzzing about. Pleased to meet you. I'm Lorenzo, Senior Knight and general handyman around here. |
| GREETING | {Lorenzo's Top-level Topics} |
| GREETING | Hey, good to see you again. Have you thought any more about letting me take a look at the logs on your robot? |
| GREETING | Good to see you! Alive, that is. Have you found all of the components yet? |
| GREETING | Good to see you again. What can I help you with? |
| GREETING | What do you want? And don't try anything funny. |
| GREETING | That report must reach the Elder's hands. I have nothing further to give you. |
| GREETING | Don't take another step if you value your life. For what purpose do you approach me? |
| GREETING | The Elder is likely urgently awaiting that report. You should make your way to him as soon as possible. |
| GREETING | Approach slowly, stranger. If you have no business with me, then go. |
| GREETING | Quick now, off with you! The Elder must see that report! |
| GREETING | It looks like you've managed to talk some sense into the Elder, outsider. Be assured, I'll still be keeping an eye on him. |
| GREETING | {Grudging}Your efforts to help this chapter are not unappreciated. Now, what can I do for you? |
| GREETING | Huh? |
| GREETING | What? |
| GREETING | I ought to bleed you. |
| GREETING | Fuck off and die. |
| GREETING | Like we don't have enough problems. |
| GREETING | Just get the fuck out of here. |
| GREETING | What the fuck are you doing showing your face here? |
| GREETING | Why are you even here? |
| GREETING | Crazy-ass mother fucker. |
| GREETING | You been dosing on too many of Jack's chems? |
| GREETING | You're almost as crazy as some Fiends I know. |
| GREETING | {Sarcastic}Oh great, just who I wanted to see. |
| GREETING | You going to fuck shit up again? |
| GREETING | {Cautious}What do you want this time? |
| GREETING | You should have been with us in our glory days. You'd have loved it. |
| GREETING | Share a whiskey with me sometime? |
| GREETING | I wish there were more like you. |
| GREETING | I like you, stranger. You've stood by us when not many would. |
| GREETING | Good to see you again. |
| GREETING | Why'd you come here? |
| GREETING | Come to gawk at the Great Khans, have you? Fuck off. |
| GREETING | What do you want? |
| GREETING | The Legion and the NCR have mobilized their forces at Hoover Dam - it'll be time soon. |
| GREETING | It's starting to feel like tensions are coming to a boil. There will be full-scale war soon. |
| GREETING | Seems like everybody with a stake in the Mojave is gearing up for something big. |
| GREETING | So you've been sucked into the decadence of the Strip as well, have you? |
| GREETING | Caesar's veterans are making short work of the NCR - or that's what I hear. |
| GREETING | Soon Caesar will send in his best troops from the Arizona campaign - the NCR won't know what hit them. |
| GREETING | Those black-armored devils might be new to the Mojave, but they're butchers like all the rest. |
| GREETING | The runners are saying that the NCR is sending in their elite shock troops to try and push back the Legion. |
| GREETING | NCR spreads its infection to another town, I hear. |
| GREETING | I'm glad our brothers have returned home from Boulder City. |
| GREETING | Why did you kill our brothers in Boulder City? |
| GREETING | More Khan brothers cut down by NCR in Boulder City. We should kill a hundred of them in response! |
| GREETING | The 1st Recon butchers are in the field again. I'd love to head down to Forlorn hope and show them we haven't forgotten. |
| GREETING | So the NCR makes peace with the Kings now? Where was that mercy at Bitter Springs? |
| GREETING | Another tribe was wiped out in NCR territory? Can't say I'm surprised. I hope the surviving Kings learn from this. |
| GREETING | Our tribe's final stand will be remembered for a thousand years! |
| GREETING | We'll return, stronger than before! |
| GREETING | I can't believe they're all gone. |
| GREETING | So the Legion hit the murderers at Bitter Springs? Good. |
| GREETING | We're not moving as many chems now that the Fiends have been taken out. |
| GREETING | Diane's going nuts trying to find a new contact in the Fiends now that Motor Runner's dead. |
| GREETING | Typical - even within their highest ranks, the NCR is corrupt. |
| GREETING | So, the big bad chief ranger couldn't take the pressure, huh? Good. |
| GREETING | If I knew who killed Kimball, I'd buy him a drink. |
| GREETING | If you're going to assassinate the president of the NCR, you could at least do it right. |
| GREETING | Why the hell would you stop someone from killing Kimball? |
| GREETING | If you ask me, a true warrior wouldn't let himself be captured at all - but busting that Legionnaire out of McCarran was an impressive stunt. |
| GREETING | I would have thought the monorail bombing would slow the NCR down more. |
| GREETING | Whoever blew up that monorail is a damn hero. |
| GREETING | Karl's been in a shitty mood since that big explosion at the Fort. |
| GREETING | Word's spreading that Caesar is dead. No one seems to know much about how, though. |
| GREETING | Caesar can rot in hell for all I care. |
| GREETING | Not many get the favor of Caesar - even Papa hasn't been to the Fort. |
| GREETING | Rumor from the Strip is that House is dead. I hope the old bastard choked on his own tongue. |
| GREETING | Mr. House isn't a man to be trusted. Watch yourself. |
| GREETING | I heard from one of Melissa's runners that that check-coated bastard got thrown out on his ass. |
| GREETING | Papa says cut off the head and the snake will die." I guess the Chairmen's days are numbered." |
| GREETING | I remember the Chairmen from their tribal days. They were punks then, they're punks now. |
| GREETING | You really killed Caesar himself? Maybe he's not the mighty warrior Karl said he was. |
| GREETING | You're the one who killed Kimball! If we had a bar here, I'd buy you a drink! |
| GREETING | We're fighting for the NCR now? I don't know about that.... |
| GREETING | You don't seem to take a hint. Get out of my face. |
| GREETING | Antler says you are the one killing my kin. Antler says you must die! |
| GREETING | I... don't know how to thank you for bringing Rhonda back to me, stranger. |
| GREETING | Here, take this. I won't be needing it anymore. |
| GREETING | Good work, human. Maybe now this place can rest in peace. |
| GREETING | There's nothing for you here, human, though it is always good to see you. |
| GREETING | I've done what I can. The rest is up to you, human. |
| GREETING | This is a dangerous place, human - especially for your kind! I suggest you turn back. There's nothing good waiting for you further on. |
| GREETING | Still hanging about? |
| GREETING | Hey, you've interrupted my broadcast, dumb-dumb - so there had better be a good reason! What is it? |
| GREETING | A pleasant surprise to see you made it. I'm ready to get started if you are. |
| GREETING | We shouldn't wait much longer. Are you ready? |
| GREETING | There's an intruder in the dish hut! Get over there and kill whoever it is, you fools! |
| GREETING | I don't even remember where we were going, but It'll be good to travel around with Rhonda again. |
| GREETING | Howdy pardner! Welcome to the Vikki and Vance Casino and Museum. |
| GREETING | This is a restricted area. Step away immediately. |
| GREETING | Go to hell. |
| GREETING | {Little sad}I'm heading back West. You won't see me again. |
| GREETING | {Found 1st Caravan, a little sickened, looking at destroyed caravan}God, there's almost nothing left. Looks like whoever it was - was just in the mood for killing. |
| GREETING | Most of the cargo's ash, too - not burned, looks like... disintegrated. When I heard the reports, I assumed ash" meant "burned."" |
| GREETING | So close to the Vegas wall, too, don't that beat all. Must have happened during the day, though, they hadn't made a camp. |
| GREETING | {Prompt after 1st Caravan Found}You know what, what happened to my caravan - not the first time I've heard about an attack like that. |
| GREETING | One of our caravans got hit back a few months back, and the caravan'd been burned, too, along with the cargo. |
| GREETING | I wonder if he made the same mistake, and that other caravan got hit with energy weapons, too. |
| GREETING | {Found 2nd Caravan}More energy weapons hit this caravan. Place has been picked clean. |
| GREETING | This... is Brotherhood level murder here. But they don't do things like that. This was done with a purpose. |
| GREETING | Let's poke around a bit, see what we can find. Might be something in the wreckage. |
| GREETING | {Prompt after 2nd Caravan Found}What's that? Looks like a map - got the route along the West of Vegas, and... |
| GREETING | ...they've marked another spot. Over here, along this stretch. That's fucked up - middle of nowhere. |
| GREETING | {Found 3rd Site}Another caravan burned. Except someone made camp here - and I never heard about this attack. |
| GREETING | Let's look around, something stinks. |
| GREETING | {Final}That does it, that's all I need to know. |
| GREETING | Crimson Caravan and the Van Graffs... they were behind burning these caravans, and they've got to answer for them. |
| GREETING | I'm going to get some extra ammo, a few bottles of whiskey, then show them how Cassidys settle accounts. |
| GREETING | {In Combat, gritting teeth, slight reprimand}Voices down, eyes up. |
| GREETING | {Alt: Enemies near}Keep your voice down, we got movement out there. |
| GREETING | {In Combat, dismissive}Save the sweettalk for when the shooting's done. |
| GREETING | {Warning 3}You and me we're done traveling together. I want nothing more to do with you. |
| GREETING | I thought there was a {emph}chance you'd change - {shakes head}not any longer, being a fucker is who you are. |
| GREETING | {Warning 2}Guess my last warning didn't sink in too well. Things don't change, and soon, I'm gone. |
| GREETING | {Warning 1}You are {emph}such an asshole sometimes. |
| GREETING | Look, maybe you were like this before I signed up with you, but if you keep acting this way, I'm not going to stick around much longer. |
| GREETING | Are you fucking high right now? God, I can smell it from here. {Beat}Keep that shit away from me. |
| GREETING | {Uneasy, in Lucky 38 casino}Ready to leave yet? This place puts my teeth on edge. |
| GREETING | {Teasing, actually happy to see the player}Well, now, look what rolled in. What, you getting lonely out there? |
| GREETING | {Irritated}If you say you're going to gather evidence, then kill the bitches anyway, at least tell me when you change your mind. |
| GREETING | Now, if you're done fucking around, let's settle accounts the old-fashioned way. |
| GREETING | {Killed Van Graffs, grim, but happy}Just trimmed the Van Graff family tree, I think Freeside'll breathe a little easier now. |
| GREETING | {Killed an entire camp of Crimson Caravan, grim, but happy}And that's it for the Crimson Caravan. |
| GREETING | {Gave evidence, quest end. A little doubtful}Well, that's settled... I suppose. |
| GREETING | {Prompt for Political Manuevering}You find any evidence" yet? I'm not going to wait forever." |
| GREETING | {Prompt for first caravan}Well, now that I'm free of the Outpost, was wondering if you'd mind making a detour. |
| GREETING | I'd like to pay my respects to the end of Cassidy Caravans, check out the site where they died. |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 0 + Checkers, Eager}We find this friend" of yours |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 0 + !Benny}Why the hell we wandering so much anyway? Nothing against the Mojave except the dust, heat, and scorpions, but... |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 0 + Benny}We find this friend" Benny of yours |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 10, to herself}Never thought I'd pass the Vegas wall. Never seen so many lights in one place before. |
| GREETING | Howdy, pardner! Doesn't look like you've brought back the Platinum Chip! |
| GREETING | Why don't you mosey on back to wherever it is you left Benny cooling off? Come back when you got it. |
| GREETING | Sorry, pardner, but the boss ain't available to take a meeting! |
| GREETING | Howdy, pardner! Good to see you again! |
| GREETING | Congratulations, pardner! The boss has instructed me to comp you to the High-Roller Suite! |
| GREETING | You can bring your friends, too! Be like a little clubhouse for the gang you put together! |
| GREETING | Just bear in mind, you're the only one gets to see the boss! Any friends you got, they can wait in the suite. |
| GREETING | Enjoy the digs, pardner! They're plenty fancy! |
| GREETING | What floor, pardner? |
| GREETING | Where to, pardner? |
| GREETING | Which floor, now? |
| GREETING | {announcing elevator stops}Penthouse floor! |
| GREETING | {announcing elevator stops}Cocktail lounge! |
| GREETING | {announcing elevator stops}High-roller suite! |
| GREETING | {announcing elevator stops}Casino floor! |
| GREETING | {announcing elevator stops}B2! Physical Plant! |
| GREETING | {announcing elevator stops}B2! Facilities Management! |
| GREETING | {player trying to go to penthouse with companions}Sorry, pardner, if you're heading for the penthouse, you gotta go alone. |
| GREETING | {attacking player who has betrayed House}You low-down snake! I wish {Ida}I'd have left you in the ground to rot! |
| GREETING | {starting attack}Draw! |
| GREETING | {Small Fry}Hey, hey! Look who has the hot hands?{Friendly} Here, have something special on the house. |
| GREETING | {Big Winner}Looks like someone is on a roll. {Sing-song}Luck be a lady tonight. Here's a little something from the Family. |
| GREETING | {Whale}You keep on spending money in here.{Mock Jocking} You gotta give us a chance to win something back. Here's something nice for you. |
| GREETING | {Banned}Ok, that's that. No more games for you. Go rob the Tops. You're done here. |
| GREETING | Have some drinks, talk to some dancers but you are done at my tables. |
| GREETING | Hnh - didn't even hear you come up the ramp. {Beat}You don't broadcast your movements. I like that. |
| GREETING | {Curious, but not in a nice way, more wtf}Hnh. Heard your footsteps coming up the ramp, didn't sound like a trooper or one of the merchants. |
| GREETING | You a Courier? If so, this might be your lucky day... if you don't mind walking a bit {emph}and your eyes are good. |
| GREETING | Well, that's a start. But I don't reckon you came to me to learn to fight sarsaparilla bottles. |
| GREETING | Tell you what. I gotta go chase geckos away from our water supply anyway. Darn critters are attracted to it. Why don't you come along? |
| GREETING | Thank goodness you're here. My squad needs help. |
| GREETING | {FIRST, BUNKER, BENNY FLED}I do wish you'd come and met with me at the Lucky 38 when you first arrived on the Strip. Or after Benny fled, even. |
| GREETING | Change your mind? Offer's still open, {beat, to herself, concerned}lot of smoke from Nipton in the East, could use a set of eyes over there. |
| GREETING | You check out the Nipton Town Hall yet? Smoke trail's not getting any shorter. |
| GREETING | Thanks for the assist. Wish others around here had your drive. |
| GREETING | You a Courier? If so, this might be your lucky day... if you don't mind walking a bit {emph}and your eyes are good. |
| GREETING | Jimmy? Little Jimmy - my, how you're grown up. So good of you to come visit your {gramma}grandma. |
| GREETING | Well, well. If it isn't the courier who wiped out the Legion over at Nelson. Good to see you around {nickname for camp}the Hope. |
| GREETING | Hold up there. This area is locked down by the NCR military until we can dislodge some Legion snakes from Nelson. |
| GREETING | Me and Carmine - that's my repeater here - will do our best to cover you from this ridge. Good luck. |
| GREETING | {mildly annoyed}Let it wait {'til}until I've stopped running, all right? |
| GREETING | {confronting}Hold it right there, Courier. I been hearing things about you, and they ain't all been good. |
| GREETING | Just so you know, you {emph}will answer to me if you cause any trouble for the troops around here. Things're bad enough as is. |
| GREETING | You're always welcome around the {nickname for camp}Hope, Courier - least as far as I'm concerned. |
| GREETING | Howdy. What's the word? |
| GREETING | I can still hear our boys screaming down there. |
| GREETING | Well howdy. |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 20, wary}Not sure who this friend of yours is, but if he's looking down on Vegas, he's either God or the moon. |
| GREETING | Not one for being subtle, are you? The Tops probably never saw so much action 'til you charged in. |
| GREETING | So glad you iced that little fucker. Anyone that wears a suit like that... well, they're asking for bullets. |
| GREETING | So what, we chase that little cocksucker down or what? {Cold, eager}He's got to stop running sometime, and that's when we'll get him. |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 20, Talked to House}So... you talked to a big movie screen? Feeling like I'm walking down a yellow-bricked road, and there's bad news at the end. |
| GREETING | {Just watched an enemy explode}What, did... did you put a plug in his cocktube to make him explode? |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 20, Multiple Invites}First Vegas, now NCR {emph}and Legion? You're being courted more than a Redding widow. |
| GREETING | {Beat, wary}Hope you can answer them politely, or there's no safe place in the Mojave for you. |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 20, Default}Still looking for a place to pitch your tent? NCR, Legion, or Vegas, seems like each of them's a beartrap, no matter where you put your foot. |
| GREETING | {Wary}Careful where you flash that chip of yours... not sure what kind of caps it's worth, but it's a tempting target. |
| GREETING | Nothing like turning a snake's trap on itself. That Benny's a slippery fucker, but you one-upped him, all right. |
| GREETING | Can't tell you how glad I am you butchered the Fiends. Caravans across the wastes are going to be buying you drinks for years. |
| GREETING | Inside the Lucky 38? Not sure whether that's a blessing or a curse. |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 30, Default}Sure hope you know what you're doing, Mojave's getting tense. |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 30, NCR, wary}Don't get me wrong, NCR needs the help... sometimes I wish they'd step up more on their own. {Quiet}Not sure saving them helps them in the long run. |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 30, Legion, wary}Sure hope you know what throwing in with the Legion means. Helping them running roughshod over the West is an Old World kind of cruel. |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 30, House, wary}If someone promised me all the lights of Vegas, I'd consider it, too... but I wouldn't say yes until I saw what was behind the curtain. |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 40}Mojave's almost buzzing like a Cazador now... must be all the blood Legion and NCR are spilling over the Colorado. |
| GREETING | {Story Stage 50}Guess there's no turning back now, it's war. If Hoover Dam's where it's going to go down, better make it count. |
| GREETING | {Frowns, irritated}Looking for trouble? |
| GREETING | {2nd Time, Mojave}You come around like a bad habit. What's on your mind? |
| GREETING | {Question Node: Mojave}What's on your mind? |
| GREETING | {In Party, Random Opener from Wheel}Oh, you look like you got something else to say besides ordering me around. |
| GREETING | {In Party, Random Opener from Wheel}Let's hear it, you look all serious. |
| GREETING | {In Party, Random Opener from Wheel}Something to say to me other than guns, distance, and stimming? |
| GREETING | {In Party, Random Opener from Wheel}Whoa, why you leaning in all of a sudden? |
| GREETING | {Question Node, !Mojave}Ask 'em then. |
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| GREETING | I don't know what it was brought you to Primm, youngster, but you might want to rethink your plans. Town's gone to hell. |
| GREETING | {New Line}You got that old robot up and running again? How is it working out for you? |
| GREETING | Hey, youngster. Still hanging about Primm, huh? |
| GREETING | {INTERCOM}{confident in your safety}Baby, this little meet and greet of ours? Chalk me up as a no-show. |
| GREETING | It would be 41 flavors of stupid to let you get a drop on me. And you've caused plenty enough trouble as-is. |
| GREETING | You've forced my hand. Hell, I gotta skip town because of you. A real pain in the caboose... |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK}{dumbfounded - as though seeing a ghost}What in the goddamn...? |
| GREETING | {keeping voice down}{Trying to contain the situation}Let's keep this in the groove, hey? Smooth moves, like {drawing words out}smooth little babies... |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK, PLAYER HAS VISITED L38}{dumbfounded, as though seeing a ghost}What in the goddamn...? |
| GREETING | {keeping voice down}{Trying to contain the situation}Let's keep this in the groove, hey? Smooth moves. {drawing it out}Smooth... |
| GREETING | {just dawning on you, keeping voice down}Hello! The guy everyone saw go in the Lucky 38, that was you? {gift of gab failing}Oh shit. |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK, PLAYER HAS VISITED L38}{dumbfounded, as though seeing a ghost}What in the goddamn...? |
| GREETING | {keeping voice down}{Trying to contain the situation}Let's keep this in the groove, hey? Smooth moves. {drawing it out}Smooth... |
| GREETING | {just dawning on you, keeping voice down}Hello! That broad everyone saw go in the Lucky 38, that was you? {gift of gab failing}Shit. |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK, PLAYER BROKE UP OMERTAS}{dumbfounded, as though seeing a ghost}What in the goddamn...? |
| GREETING | {keeping voice down}{Trying to contain the situation}Let's keep this in the groove, hey? Smooth moves. {drawing it out}Smooth... |
| GREETING | {just dawning on you, keeping voice down}Hello! It was you, smashed up the Omertas? You did that?{gift of gab failing} Shit. |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK, PLAYER WIPED OUT KHANS IN BC}{dumbfounded, as though seeing a ghost}What in the goddamn...? |
| GREETING | {keeping voice down}{Trying to contain the situation}Let's keep this in the groove, hey? Smooth moves. {drawing it out}Smooth... |
| GREETING | {just dawning on you, keeping voice down}Hello! It was you, wiped out the Khans down in Boulder City? You did that? {gift of gab failing}Oh shit. |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK, PLAYER FREED KHANS IN BC}{dumbfounded, as though seeing a ghost}What in the goddamn...? |
| GREETING | {keeping voice down}{Trying to contain the situation}Let's keep this in the groove, hey? Smooth moves. {drawing it out}Smooth... |
| GREETING | {just dawning on you, keeping voice down}Hello! It was you, set the Khans free down in Boulder City? You did that? {gift of gab failing}Oh shit. |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK, PLAYER HAS STRIP REP}{dumbfounded, as though seeing a ghost}What in the goddamn...? |
| GREETING | {keeping voice down}{Trying to contain the situation}Let's keep this in the groove, hey? Smooth moves. {drawing it out}Smooth... |
| GREETING | {just dawning on you, keeping voice down}Hello! The gasser everyone's been talking about, making a splash on the Strip. That's been you? {gift of gab failing}Oh shit. |
| GREETING | {Ready to get it on" now that you're in private}Benny is gonna show you the Tops! I hope you're built sturdy |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK, ASSASSINATION}{Dumbfounded, as though seeing a ghost}What in the goddamn...? |
| GREETING | {how could the player be here?}You? How could you be...? {realizing you've been had}Oh Swank, you finky bastard... |
| GREETING | {stating the obvious, trying to spin it}You got a crazy drop on me, baby, but you don't want to kill me. We should be working together. |
| GREETING | {SECOND PLUS TALK, ASSASSINATION}{finding the player in your suite}Hey hey hey, what the hell...? |
| GREETING | {realizing you've been had}Oh Swank, you finky bastard... |
| GREETING | {stating the obvious, trying to spin it}You got a crazy drop on me, baby, but you don't want to kill me. It's like I said, we should be working together. |
| GREETING | I comped you the prez so we can talk there, hey? No need to keep tugging at my sleeve. |
| GREETING | {annoyed}Wait {'til}until we get to the Presidential, {pal-ee}pally. I don't need you tugging at my sleeve. |
| GREETING | Cool by me if you wanna talk after all... but a confab like this, out in public, in my place of business? That don't play. |
| GREETING | {keeping voice down}What say you and me cash out, go somewheres more private-like? Any questions you got, I'll answer. |
| GREETING | {keeping voice down}Like I said, we should be talking somewheres private. |
| GREETING | {FORCED GREETING IN PRIVATE}Now that you and me's got some privacy, I gotta ask - how is it that you're still living? |
| GREETING | Once you were vertical, how'd you track me down? |
| GREETING | {TOP LEVEL QUESTIONS}I guess that's enough scratching around at first base. Tell me, which way is the wind gonna blow? |
| GREETING | {MASTER QUESTION NODE}You got questions, I got answers. |
| GREETING | {Player in combat}The store is currently unavailable due to unexpected circumstances. Please come back later. |
| GREETING | Welcome, sir or madam. Do you wish to purchase something? |
| GREETING | {exulting - you won lottery - you weren't killed}Yeah! Who won the lottery? I did! |
| GREETING | Smell that air! Couldn't ya just drink it like booze!{laugh, slightly maniacal} |
| GREETING | {exulting - and player is interrupting your buzz}Stop bothering me, will ya! I won the fucking lottery! |
| GREETING | {exulting - and player is interrupting your buzz}Fuck off! Win your own fucking lottery!{laughs} |
| GREETING | Hello again. How's your Boomer friend? |
| GREETING | Have you spoken with McLafferty yet? |
| GREETING | {Angry}You tried to get me killed. Get the hell out of my face. |
| GREETING | I'm on my way to meet that Boomer you told me about! |
| GREETING | Thank you for getting me here. Jack is a great guy. |
| GREETING | Hey there! Here's the rest of the payment I promised you back in Goodsprings. |
| GREETING | This is my room, now you get the fuck out before you get yourself hurt. |
| GREETING | I warned you, now it is time to eat hot fucking lead. |
| GREETING | Get the fuck out of my room. |
| GREETING | I thought I told you to get the fuck out of here. |
| GREETING | Hey, thanks for all the hard work back there. I'm going to run a tight ship here, don't you worry. |
| GREETING | Any word on Station Charlie? |
| GREETING | Howdy, pardner! Welcome to the headquarters of the Sunset Sarsaparilla Company. Wrangle up a stool and listen to ol' Festus jaw a while. |
| GREETING | If you and ol' Festus are old pals, say a command now. Otherwise, say Pleased to meetcha" and we'll get acquainted." |
| GREETING | Or, if you have more important things to do than talk to ol' Festus, say Goodbye"." |
| GREETING | Welcome to the Dino Bite Gift Shop. My name's Cliff. If you're here for the t-rex figurines, you're just in time. There's still a few left. |
| GREETING | Welcome back. Please don't kill me. I'll give you a real nice price on everything. |
| GREETING | I don't know if you know, but since Jeannie May passed, I've been keeping an eye on her properties for her. |
| GREETING | I think it's time we gave something back to you, so take this key and make yourself at home at our motel. |
| GREETING | It'll open the room on the second floor, closest to the lobby. Hope it suits you. |
| GREETING | So I heard you helped take over Nelson from the Legion. Glad to see someone making a difference around here instead of just complaining. |
| GREETING | Thanks again for finding those supplies. I've already started putting them to good use. |
| GREETING | If it isn't the guy that saved President Kimball. We owe you a big debt of gratitude. If Kimball died, I don't know what would have happened. |
| GREETING | If it isn't the gal that saved President Kimball. We owe you a big debt of gratitude. If Kimball died, I don't know what would have happened. |
| GREETING | I can't believe that President Kimball is dead. If I could get my hands on the people that did this I'd rip their heads off with my bare hands. |
| GREETING | I can't believe someone tried to assassinate President Kimball. I'm just glad he's still alive. We need a guy like him around. |
| GREETING | Are you new? No one told me about any new troops showing up. {irritated}This is just great, we get new troops and no new supplies for them. |
| GREETING | I didn't expect someone as famous as you here. What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | Nice to see a friendly face around here. We don't get many visitors of your esteem. Something I can do for you? |
| GREETING | You better watch yourself around here. I'm not going to put up with any crazy shit. |
| GREETING | Didn't expect someone like you around here. What do you want? |
| GREETING | You've got a lot of nerve showing your face around here. You better get out before I throw you out. |
| GREETING | {gruff}What do you want? |
| GREETING | If it isn't the guy that defeated the Legion at Nelson. I can't thank you enough, morale around here has never been higher. |
| GREETING | If it isn't the gal that defeated the Legion at Nelson. I can't thank you enough, morale around here has never been higher. |
| GREETING | Whoa, didn't you save President Kimball? Glad to have someone like you here! |
| GREETING | I heard President Kimball almost got killed at Hoover Dam. That would have been a big blow to morale around here. |
| GREETING | Did you hear President Kimball was killed? The guys here aren't taking it very well. |
| GREETING | New guy, eh? The more the merrier around here! |
| GREETING | New gal, eh? The more the merrier around here! |
| GREETING | Hey everybody, look who it is! Glad to have you here friend. What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | Look who we have here. Always nice to see a friend of the NCR. What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | You're not going to do anything crazy here, are you? |
| GREETING | Uh... is there something I can help you with? |
| GREETING | Hey, I don't think it's a good idea for you to be here. |
| GREETING | What brings someone like you here? |
| GREETING | Go away, human. |
| GREETING | {Arcade Miscellaneous Line Holder} |
| GREETING | {Arcade Top Level Topics} |
| GREETING | Like I said, I needed to go do something. This is it. It belonged to my father. |
| GREETING | Since you convinced me to help out with the defense of Hoover Dam, I figured I'd haul it out of storage. |
| GREETING | I'm a little rusty with it but... I think I can manage. {bit of a grin}As long as you've got my back, of course. |
| GREETING | Like I said, I needed to go do something. This is it. It belonged to my father. |
| GREETING | I thought I might wear it at Hoover Dam, but after you talked me out of it, I didn't see the point in hanging on to it any longer. |
| GREETING | I'm here because of you, so I figure you're the one most deserving of it. It should protect you from everything short of a Plasma Caster. |
| GREETING | And if you need anything - anything at all - you know where to find me. |
| GREETING | {false friendly}Hey there. Was it always your plan to sell me into slavery to Caesar, or was that a spur of the moment thing? |
| GREETING | Why don't you make like Odysseus and get lost? |
| GREETING | For as lack of adornment is said to become some women, so will this place, without your presence, bring delight. |
| GREETING | I've run out of witty ways to tell you to leave, so why don't you just go? |
| GREETING | If you want to talk, take off that ridiculous Legion uniform. It's insulting. |
| GREETING | Hi. If you're looking for medical help, try the other doctors. I'm just a researcher. Not even a particularly good one. |
| GREETING | Hello, again. Still in one piece, I see. |
| GREETING | What's up? |
| GREETING | Well, we've had some laughs, you and I, but it looks like you're a crazy person and I'm going to have to leave. |
| GREETING | Moreno took the fall of the Enclave hard. He never questioned his orders, never questioned the legitimacy of what the Enclave was doing. |
| GREETING | To him, it was all one unbroken chain, from Washington to Richardson. When we left Navarro, I remember looking up at Moreno. |
| GREETING | He said, Kiss America goodbye |
| GREETING | Since my mother died, Daisy's been the only woman in my life. She was the only other woman close to my father, too. |
| GREETING | She flew him out on over a dozen missions, including his last. I've always been close to Daisy. |
| GREETING | There have been some good men along the way, but lovers make poor confidants. Daisy never had children of her own, so she was always there to listen. |
| GREETING | Being in the Enclave didn't mean much to her. She just loved to fly. It broke her heart to be grounded. |
| GREETING | Doc Henry always was a hard one to figure out. It didn't seem to matter whether he was working with humans or dogs. |
| GREETING | He had an equal lack of affection for both. A regular {dai-ah-jen-eez}Diogenes. I'm not sure what the man was after. |
| GREETING | Knowledge is power |
| GREETING | He simply solved riddles because they existed. |
| GREETING | If I had to pick anyone who didn't belong in the Enclave, it would definitely be Johnson. He hated what the Enclave was doing. |
| GREETING | Day to day, week to week, he would question orders, subvert mission objectives, do anything he could to serve without serving. |
| GREETING | It's amazing he was never court-martialed. He always had good things to say about my father. Said I was like him in a lot of ways. I wish I knew. |
| GREETING | Judah Kreger is the glue that's kept us all together over the years, and with good reason. |
| GREETING | Anyone who can command Moreno and Johnson in the same unit without somebody getting fragged is one hell of a leader. |
| GREETING | Kreger was polite and kind, but never warm. He always did his best to make me feel welcome in the group. |
| GREETING | I think he did it out of a sense of loyalty to my father. Loyalty means a lot to Judah. |
| GREETING | Not loyalty to the Enclave, or even the ideals they fought for, but to the people who served with him. |
| GREETING | I'd like to say that I saw this coming, but honestly I was oblivious. {sheepish}For what it's worth, I'll do what I can to help you... not get killed? |
| GREETING | So Mr. House doesn't care that one of Caesar's most notorious Legion spies is walking around on the Strip. |
| GREETING | Either that or his Securitrons' AI is too primitive to recognize the threat. Neither answer is particularly comforting. |
| GREETING | {sarcastic, in response to being ignored by another Follower}Oh, hello Emily. Yes, it is I, Arcade Gannon, fellow member of the Followers of the Apocalypse. |
| GREETING | Would I like to help infiltrate the Lucky 38{casino}? I'm so glad you asked... |
| GREETING | That's a lot of energy weapons. Brings back some interesting memories. |
| GREETING | The Strip's not a bad place if you love terrible things and people. {a bit sad, annoyed}I'll never understand the allure of giving away your money to the rich. |
| GREETING | I've read about REPCONN. I think they did some work with the... {catching himself, was about to say Enclave"} the government before the war. Rockets and some energy weapon prototypes |
| GREETING | Westside, huh? I passed through here with another Follower a while back, Anderson. The locals were having a lot of trouble getting water through. |
| GREETING | Westside, huh? I heard about what happened with Anderson. Can't say I'm surprised. He was always a fringe operator in the Followers. |
| GREETING | {exasperated}What's wrong with you? Killing Anderson isn't going to bring Corporal White back. |
| GREETING | Interesting way of handling things. Very {soob}sub {roh-sah}rosa. |
| GREETING | I don't know if the Scorpions deserved to be wiped out for something they didn't do, but that's one less problem Westside has to deal with. |
| GREETING | Anderson turned in for the wrong reason and Westside gets to keep siphoning water. |
| GREETING | It's hard to find justice in all of this, but I suppose this is as close as it gets. Thanks. |
| GREETING | Extortion? Really? You go through all of this only to extort the people who are trying to help Westside? Unbelievable. |
| GREETING | Hildern is a good example of big picture" obsession gone too far." |
| GREETING | At some point he became so fixated on large scale results that he lost the concept of the common good" along the way." |
| GREETING | It's an inhumane kind of public service when people and the basic resources they need become numbers in a ledger. |
| GREETING | A vertibird. Interesting. It's been a long time since I've seen one of these. |
| GREETING | Wait, wait, wait a second. What's going on? Am I playing Vergil to your Dante? |
| GREETING | I'd like to assume that we're tiptoeing into the mouth of hell out of academic curiosity, but I'm not so open-minded that I've lost my brains. |
| GREETING | I guess I'll wait out here, then. |
| GREETING | I need to talk to you about something, if you have a minute. |
| GREETING | Thanks for doing this, getting them all back together again. |
| GREETING | I'll be honest, when Moreno started going off, I didn't think we'd all be walking out of there in one piece. |
| GREETING | I still don't know how this is all going to shake out in the end, but at least the Enclave can atone a bit for all the damage it's done. |
| GREETING | I shouldn't be surprised at what happened with Moreno. I hoped that after all this time, he could put his anger behind him. |
| GREETING | Maybe everything good in Orion Moreno died at Navarro and it was foolish to think there was anything in him left to salvage. |
| GREETING | You got the survivors of the Enclave back together so you could convince them to help Caesar?! |
| GREETING | What are you thinking? Do you {emph}want to see Vegas turned into the new slave capital of the west? |
| GREETING | Hey. You're your own person and all that, but you're acting crazy, and if you keep it up, I'm going to leave. |
| GREETING | I like how you handled that. Nicely done. |
| GREETING | I can't say that's how {emph.}I would have handled that, but... |
| GREETING | You're that courier, right? The guy who runs the Tops, Benny... heard he tried to kill you. |
| GREETING | I guess that didn't work out very well for him. {joking}Should I watch my back around you? |
| GREETING | Oh, you're that courier, aren't you? The one who got mixed up with Benny over at the Tops. Sounds like messy business. |
| GREETING | I'm no botanist, but I think this {emph}may not be entirely natural. |
| GREETING | Nuclear waste disposal. Pre-War, people figured there was so much desert in Nevada, you might as well turn it into a big dumping ground. |
| GREETING | People didn't like it, but they weren't about to give up easy access to power, not with all of the petroleum drying up. |
| GREETING | It's a shame what happened up here. I understand arguments about the fog of war" |
| GREETING | {sadly}Or to the NCR soldiers who have to live with what they did here. |
| GREETING | In case it's not obvious, I think you should redirect the power to Freeside and outer Vegas. |
| GREETING | You activated ARCHIMEDES?! What the hell are you thinking?! |
| GREETING | Nicely done. I'm sure people will appreciate the power. I hate to have to rely on it, but out here... it makes a big difference. |
| GREETING | Hmm. I suppose an even distribution is better than nothing. |
| GREETING | Everything to the Strip and McCarran? Are you kidding? {sighs} |
| GREETING | {irritated}I guess I should be grateful you didn't activate the laser. |
| GREETING | You have to hand it to the NCR. Get enough hands working together and they can make or break just about anything. |
| GREETING | I'm not exactly a mercenary, but taking out scumbags of this magnitude wouldn't cause me to lose any sleep. |
| GREETING | Well, I'll be. Hoover Dam. One of the last remaining {emph}functioning wonders of the Pre-War world. |
| GREETING | I'm amazed it's still running at all. Too bad everyone's killing each other over it. |
| GREETING | What a load of Brahmin shit! Can you believe that guy? |
| GREETING | Hey hey, fella, welcome to the Tops Hotel and Casino! I'm going to have to ask you to hand over any weapons you might be carrying. |
| GREETING | Hey hey, baby doll, welcome to the Tops Hotel and Casino! I'm going to have to ask you to hand over any weapons you might be carrying. |
| GREETING | Welcome back to the Tops. Anything I can do for you? |
| GREETING | Enjoying your stay? |
| GREETING | {Chomps Lewis Top Level Topics} |
| GREETING | Hold up! There are Deathclaws all over the damn place north of here. I'd turn back if I were you. |
| GREETING | If you want to get to New Vegas, you're better off heading east from Primm and then looping north. It's a heck of a lot safer. |
| GREETING | Can't believe anyone actually made it through from the north, what with all the Deathclaws at the quarry. You returning from New Vegas? |
| GREETING | You need something? |
| GREETING | Let me ask you a question - what's the tastiest thing you've ever eaten? |
| GREETING | This is incredibly good. Here's your omelet, and the recipe if you ever want to make your own. It takes a bit of skill to get it tasting right. |
| GREETING | Hey there. What's new? |
| GREETING | That's close enough. What do you want with the Great Khans? |
| GREETING | Nice outfit, but I know you're not one of us. What do you want with the Great Khans? |
| GREETING | {somewhat hostile, untrusting}What do you want now? |
| GREETING | {respectful, almost friendly}How's it going? |
| GREETING | Hey, hey. What can Tyrone do for you? |
| GREETING | I had an amazing time with you. You can look me up any time, baby. |
| GREETING | Hey, hey. You're back. |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | You've done a good turn for the NCR and now we'd like to do one for you - here's an NCR emergency two-way radio - you call and we'll come running. |
| GREETING | You're not alone out here - the NCR has your back. Stay safe and good hunting. |
| GREETING | Yeah? |
| GREETING | My word, but that was a lot of chopping at that casino, dear. |
| GREETING | Naughty children run from their punishment, but we'll find Benny, won't we Leo? |
| GREETING | Heavens to Betsy, but Mr. Benny met a nasty end. I hope you've realized, pumpkin, that crime doesn't pay. |
| GREETING | My, but that Lucky 38 is a large building. And so fancy! |
| GREETING | Leo doesn't like that you left that House man alive, dearie. He thinks you should have let us chop him. |
| GREETING | You should have heard Leo, sweetie. He laughed and laughed when that old man in the box exploded. |
| GREETING | Leo thinks there will be lots more chopping to do now that Caesar is dead. I do hope you'll be careful, pumpkin. |
| GREETING | {Gramma}Grandma's so proud of her little pumpkin, rescuing the President like that! |
| GREETING | Now sweetie, if at first you don't succeed, try, try again. That goes for learning to ride bikes and killing Presidents! |
| GREETING | {Gramma}Grandma's so proud of her little pumpkin, assassinating the President like that! |
| GREETING | Leo's very grumpy, pumpkin. He wanted to chop the President! |
| GREETING | Look at you, sweetness! Blowing up a robot army all by yourself, isn't that precious? |
| GREETING | {Gramma}Grandma's so worried about her little baby! It's getting dangerous out there in the Wasteland! |
| GREETING | Leo's getting more and more agitated, sweetie. I think he can smell the fight coming. |
| GREETING | I hope you're not thinking about rushing off to that big dam, pumpkin! It's sure to be very dangerous! |
| GREETING | {not a follower}Hello again, dear. |
| GREETING | {follower}Hello again, dear. |
| GREETING | Welcome to The Tops. How can I help you? |
| GREETING | Humbly at your service. |
| GREETING | Please, ma'am - take pity on us. Free us, I'm begging you! |
| GREETING | Please, sir - take pity on us. Free us, please! |
| GREETING | That business at the Tops could never happen here. We don't admit that sort of riff-raff. |
| GREETING | I know Benny was murdered, but if you ask me, the real crime was that checkered jacket. |
| GREETING | A little bird told me Benny might be gone for good. He must've been in some delightful scandal to have run off so suddenly. |
| GREETING | {Amused}Those Omertas. Always plotting, never relevant. Bravo for putting them in their place like that. |
| GREETING | {Impressed}Word has it you were spotted entering the Lucky 38. How ever did you get on that guest list? |
| GREETING | Is it me or do the Securitrons seem... sassier? |
| GREETING | Such a shame about Mr. House. He used to send a Securitron to our dinner parties sometimes, like an uninvited but harmless uncle. |
| GREETING | There's a rumor going around that you killed Caesar! I'm dying to know... is it true? That he used a hairpiece, I mean? |
| GREETING | Caesar may be dead, but I think the toga is here to stay. You simply can't buy better thigh accentuation. |
| GREETING | The Kings will be missed. Not by me, of course. But who will buy the food at the Tops now that no one needs it to grease their hair? |
| GREETING | It sounds like the Kings made nice with the NCR in Freeside. Seems there was room for two flies on the same bit of dung after all. |
| GREETING | What do you need tested? |
| GREETING | {Black Mountain End States}What happened at Black Mountain? |
| GREETING | {Raul End States}What happened to Raul? |
| GREETING | {Boomer End States}What happened with the Boomers? |
| GREETING | {Brotherhood of Steel End States}What happened to the Brotherhood of Steel? |
| GREETING | {Veronica End States}What happened to Veronica? |
| GREETING | {Fiends End States}What happened to the Fiends? |
| GREETING | {FoA End states}What happened to the Followers of the Apocalypse? |
| GREETING | {Arcade End States}What happened to Arcade? |
| GREETING | {Goodsprings End States}What happened to Goodsprings? |
| GREETING | {Cass End States}What happened to Cass? |
| GREETING | {Great Khan End States}What happened with the Great Khans? |
| GREETING | {Jacobstown End States}What happened with Jacobstown? |
| GREETING | {Lily End States}What happened to Lily? |
| GREETING | {Kings End States}What happened with the Kings? |
| GREETING | {Rex End States}What happened to Rex? |
| GREETING | {Misfits End States}What happened to the Misfits? |
| GREETING | {Novac End States}What happened at Novac? |
| GREETING | {Boone End States}What happened to Boone? |
| GREETING | {Vault 19 End States}What happened to the Vault 19 Powder Gang? |
| GREETING | {Primm End States}What happened at Primm? |
| GREETING | {EDE End States}What happened to ED-E? |
| GREETING | {Rangers End States}What happened with Chief Hanlon? |
| GREETING | {Remnants End States}What happened with the Enclave Remnants? |
| GREETING | {NCRCF End States}What happened at the NCRF? |
| GREETING | When will we be free? |
| GREETING | I can't ever thank you enough for saving me and mine! We're free now! |
| GREETING | You're a killer. Go away. |
| GREETING | We're being held here against our will! I beg you, help us! |
| GREETING | Are you going to free us, or what? |
| GREETING | Thank you. We never would've escaped without your help. |
| GREETING | At least I'm free to bury my kin. |
| GREETING | {despair}You killed my kin. Why is this happening to me? |
| GREETING | {miserable}Oh, it's just awful here. Can't you help us? |
| GREETING | {desperate}You're still gonna free us, aren't you? |
| GREETING | Thank you so much for freeing me! |
| GREETING | You looking for a pat on the back? My mother is dead. |
| GREETING | {you don't like being eclipsed, KAI-zar}Caesar may have deemed you worthy to bear his mark, but your reputation preceeds you. |
| GREETING | Your presence will be tolerated, but you are not welcome here. Lucullus awaits you on the docks. |
| GREETING | {Angry, do NOT}Do not make {KAI-zar}Caesar wait! Lucullus awaits you on the dock. |
| GREETING | {you don't like being eclipsed}A Profligate bearing the Mark of {KAI-zar}Caesar? What is the world coming to? |
| GREETING | Cursor {Luh-CUL-us}Lucullus is waiting for you with the barge at the docks. He will take you to The Fort to speak with {KAI-zar}Caesar. |
| GREETING | {Annoyed}Get moving, Profligate! Do not make {KAI-zar}Caesar wait! |
| GREETING | {surly}Don't try my patience. A nod of my chin, and you'll be decorating a cross. |
| GREETING | {pleased}You taught {Seh-VER-us}Severus well! Soon I'll wear a necklace of Profligates' toes, blown off by their own mines!{ha!} |
| GREETING | {surly}Don't try my patience. A nod of my chin, and you'll be decorating a cross. |
| GREETING | {blunt}Yes? Name your concern. |
| GREETING | {Furious}You've heard the news about President Kimball? If I got my hands on the traitor that killed him.... |
| GREETING | {Frightened}So now it's come to open assassination attempts against the President? Hard to believe. |
| GREETING | {Hugely relieved}Thank God. Please tell me you're here to relieve me. |
| GREETING | {Impressed, relieved}Never expected someone as famous as you to turn up here. What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | {Mildly impressed}I've been sending requests for relief for months now. Didn't think they'd send you, though. |
| GREETING | {Less than thrilled} I really hope you're not here to cause trouble. |
| GREETING | {Uncertain}Oh. I've heard of you. What do you want? |
| GREETING | {Cold}I'll give you this, you've got a lot of guts just walking in here like this. |
| GREETING | {Stiff, really doesn't like the player}What do you want? |
| GREETING | {Frustrated, busy}If this isn't a crisis situation, you'd better have a damn good reason for interrupting me. |
| GREETING | Anything else I can do for you? |
| GREETING | Sharing knowledge with an outsider organization. I knew Veronica couldn't be trusted. |
| GREETING | We tracked your movements a long way. But it was worth it to catch her in the act. |
| GREETING | Passing Brotherhood secrets to outsiders is the lowest form of treason. What have you got to say for yourself? |
| GREETING | We heard Veronica talking with the Elder. We won't stand for this. |
| GREETING | What is this? Veronica brings an outsider into our home, then has a private audience with the Elder? |
| GREETING | The two of you may have the Elder fooled, but we know better. |
| GREETING | Veronica has always twisted the Founder's principles to her own ends. We will not stand idly by and allow her to corrupt our Elder's thinking. |
| GREETING | Leave me alone. |
| GREETING | Hey, you got a second? |
| GREETING | I'd slap him around, but he stood at my parents' wedding. |
| GREETING | Plus he used to make excuses to get me out of my punishment when I'd slept through Head Scribe Taggart's lectures. Figure I owe him for that. |
| GREETING | He means well. |
| GREETING | I'd be angrier with him, but it's hard to stay mad at the guy who taught me how to box when all the other Paladins told me no. |
| GREETING | He always does what he feels is right. Usually that's a great quality. |
| GREETING | Let's see what we've got here... Okay, yeah, this is the one I was thinking of. The pulse gun. |
| GREETING | Although maybe the rangefinder could work too. And it looks like the NCR was onto some miracle farming technology. |
| GREETING | {Defeated}He wouldn't listen. The truth was right there staring him in the face. How could he not listen? |
| GREETING | {Disbelieving}God. {Then, saddened}I should get used to this, I guess. People get desperate, they turn on each other. First thing to go is trust. |
| GREETING | I don't think it's ever gonna be the same for me in there. Knowing no matter what I do, it's gonna end badly. |
| GREETING | But they're all I have. |
| GREETING | {Remorseful}God, I did this. This was my fault. Why didn't I see this coming? |
| GREETING | Of course they'd track me. Of course they'd assume the worst. Sure, I left them. But that didn't mean I'd ever be free of them. |
| GREETING | I should've known I was beaten before I began. I just... I had to try, you know? |
| GREETING | Well, if there was any question whether I should leave, I guess there's my answer. |
| GREETING | {Horrified}Why did you do that? They were going to let us walk away. Why did you attack them? |
| GREETING | I don't care that they started it. What you did was inexcusable. You need to go. |
| GREETING | Clearly you're determined to fight the Brotherhood. Well, you can add my name to your hit list because you're on your own. |
| GREETING | Okay, listen. The Brotherhood... they're not always the friendliest bunch. But I won't stand for you fighting them. |
| GREETING | This is your last chance. |
| GREETING | See? Pretty addictive, right? You do it once, it just makes you want to do it more. |
| GREETING | You can't help but notice that the Brotherhood barely exists to these people out here. We're like an urban myth. No real presence on the Outside. |
| GREETING | We just don't adapt like we should. Used to be that all you needed to get your way was a suit of power armor and a laser rifle. |
| GREETING | Now... people are armed and organized. They're not afraid. But we still stick to our old approach, because it's all we know. |
| GREETING | You know, I've been thinking. The real problem with the Brotherhood is that we isolate ourselves. |
| GREETING | Our training is top-notch, our technology gives us an advantage, but when it all comes down to it, we're losing because we shun the outside world. |
| GREETING | We always make enemies, never allies. We refuse to recruit outsiders, or see the value in their simpler technologies. |
| GREETING | Hold on. I see something I want to punch. |
| GREETING | No offense, but you look like you've traveled a long way down some bad roads. Where'd you come from? |
| GREETING | Couldn't get enough of talking to me the first time, huh? |
| GREETING | Listen... I want to thank you for helping me out. I'm sorry that... things didn't go like I'd hoped. |
| GREETING | But at least I got the chance to try. At least I know for sure that there was nothing I could do. |
| GREETING | Thank you for giving me that chance. |
| GREETING | Wow, Mr. House is looking for you, huh? What do you think he wants? Bowling partner? |
| GREETING | What'd you think of Mr. House? I was surprised he only had the two robot sex slaves. |
| GREETING | That chip of yours... I wouldn't wager it on blackjack. |
| GREETING | Unless the dealer has a five or six showing. |
| GREETING | Whole future of New Vegas seems like it's up in the air. Guess I should wait things out before buying a condo in the Ultra-Luxe, huh? |
| GREETING | Hope you're picking the winning side here. Be nice to fight for someone who's gonna be around for a while. |
| GREETING | Next stop, Hoover Dam, huh? When we get there... can we stop by the souvenir shop? Their beaver mascot is just precious. |
| GREETING | What's up? |
| GREETING | {Rex Top Level Topic Holder} |
| GREETING | {in combat} |
| GREETING | {player has a hat equipped} |
| GREETING | {in Mojave, player has Wild Wasteland} |
| GREETING | {Rex not cured} |
| GREETING | {Rex cured, initial} |
| GREETING | {Rex cured, return} |
| GREETING | Get you a drink? |
| GREETING | If you're looking for supplies I'll make this easy for you... there aren't any. |
| GREETING | But something tells me you're not here for that. What do you want? |
| GREETING | I've told you Powder Gangers everything I know! Please don't hit me anymore! |
| GREETING | {Small Fry}Looks like you've hit a lucky streak there. You must be thirsty by now - here, have a drink on the house and keep on playing! |
| GREETING | Well look at that! You aren't a Powder Ganger after all. I'd suggest against wearing that outfit around the townsfolk. You may get shot by accident. |
| GREETING | I don't suppose you came here to rescue me? |
| GREETING | I don't suppose you came here to rescue me? I'd cross my fingers but my hands are numb. |
| GREETING | I apologize, wanderer, but I must go tend to my flock! |
| GREETING | I waited to speak with you one last time before I descended to the launch pad, wanderer. |
| GREETING | I want you to know that we will remember for all eternity how you delivered us to the threshold of the Great Journey. |
| GREETING | Our preparations are nearly complete, but the rockets that will carry us to salvation are yet missing vital components. |
| GREETING | If you would still help us, wanderer, speak to Chris. He can tell you what is missing. |
| GREETING | There is no way that we can thank you enough, wanderer. Your arrival here was a blessing. We will remember you always. |
| GREETING | Forgive me, wanderer, but my flock awaits. |
| GREETING | Is the way clear? |
| GREETING | Will you help us, wanderer? |
| GREETING | The NCR takes care of its own - so in thanks for your service to the Republic{pause while handing over a radio}... here's one of our emergency two-way radios. |
| GREETING | You call and we'll come running. {pause}If you're too far from an NCR outpost there won't be much we can do for you... |
| GREETING | but then the NCR is just about everywhere these days. Good luck and stay safe out there. |
| GREETING | For your service, beyond the call of duty, the NCR would like to award you with this emergency two-way radio. |
| GREETING | You call and we'll send you any support we can spare. Keep up the good work, soldier. |
| GREETING | The NCR would like to thank you for your service. If you ever need us, just call and we'll come running. |
| GREETING | The NCR takes care of its own... and its supporters. Stay safe out there and call us if you get in a jam. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Coordinates for supply cache in your region being sent... now. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Received - updating map marker for local NCR supply cache. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}This is NCR Operator - message received - sending map marker for local supply cache. |
| GREETING | How is your visit with us going, stranger? |
| GREETING | You have done well to earn the trust of my people, child. |
| GREETING | Hello, friend. How can Mother Pearl be of help today? |
| GREETING | So you're the outsider. Lived your whole life out there, huh? Wow. |
| GREETING | I always thought you savages probably spoke a different language, but I hear you sound like us. |
| GREETING | Thank you for getting Janet to Nellis. I've never been so happy in my entire life! |
| GREETING | This has been a dream come true to work on the Lady. I don't think I've seen Loyal this frisky in years.{test} |
| GREETING | I've never been so happy in my entire life! |
| GREETING | Have you seen her? The redhead of my dreams? |
| GREETING | Hi! I can't believe I'm going to meet my red-headed lady soon! I'm really nervous about it! |
| GREETING | {Player responsible for the death of his love}Go to hell, outsider. Stay away from me. |
| GREETING | You're a terrible person! I loved her! And you let her run right into our killzone. Why didn't you stop her? |
| GREETING | Hey there. Back for more? |
| GREETING | Whoa there, pal. You better slow down, or you'll get blown up like the rest of the idiots who thought they'd scavenge in Boomer territory. |
| GREETING | Now that I've got your attention, might you be interested in a little information? It'll cost you, but it's well worth the investment. |
| GREETING | Welcome back. Have you reconsidered my offer?{test} |
| GREETING | I told you what you need to know. Now get moving! |
| GREETING | Jumpin' Jesus on a pogo stick! You're the first one to make it through alive, let alone manage a return trip! |
| GREETING | That was pretty incredible. I've never seen anyone come out of the Boomer's rain of death alive before.{test} |
| GREETING | Hey there lady! Can you help me find Mister Cuddles? |
| GREETING | Hey there mister! Can you help me find Mister Cuddles? |
| GREETING | Hi again! Have you found Mister Cuddles? |
| GREETING | Thanks again for finding Mister Cuddles! You're the best! |
| GREETING | I can't believe Mister Cuddles is gone. |
| GREETING | Pearl sent word saying it's all right to tell you about the Lady in the water. |
| GREETING | Isn't that bomber a beauty? Thanks so much for making an old man's dreams come true. |
| GREETING | It's going to be a dream come true once you've raised that bomber from Lake Mead! |
| GREETING | Good work with those solar arrays. |
| GREETING | I hope Pearl knows what she's doing, letting you wander around Nellis as you please. |
| GREETING | What is it, Outsider? |
| GREETING | {fall-through greeting, friendly}Hello, Outsider, need something? |
| GREETING | {to the sentry}I'll take this from here! |
| GREETING | {to player, commanding}I'm Raquel, Master-At-Arms for the Nellis homeland. Mother Pearl, our Eldest, wishes to speak to you. |
| GREETING | Hello, friend. {player raised the B-29 and delivered it to Nellis} |
| GREETING | Mother Pearl's instructions are clear. You can move freely around Nellis, and artillery spotters have orders not to fire on you. |
| GREETING | These are extraordinary privileges. Don't abuse them. |
| GREETING | What is it, savage? |
| GREETING | What's the situation with the giant ants? |
| GREETING | I see the power's back on. The ants are all dead? |
| GREETING | What is it, Outsider? |
| GREETING | I know Mother Pearl is letting you wander Nellis as you please, Outsider, but I have patients to tend to. |
| GREETING | If I haven't said it before, Outsider, let me say it now - welcome to Nellis. Word from Pearl is that you're to be greeted as a friend. |
| GREETING | You raised the Lady from the Lake! The future is looking up. How can I help you, Outsider? |
| GREETING | Yes, Outsider? |
| GREETING | Woah! You're the outsider! What are you doing here? |
| GREETING | Hey! Do they have any toys outside of here? I sure could use something fun. |
| GREETING | Roar! {Roars like a dinosaur}I'm a dinosaur! |
| GREETING | This is mission control, ready for liftoff. What's your 5 by 5? |
| GREETING | Halt! You must pay the toll to pass! |
| GREETING | Put up your dukes! I'm the Red-Brick Kid! |
| GREETING | I am La Fantoma! I will fly to the side of injustice! |
| GREETING | You're back. When you walked off in the middle of our people's story, I thought you must be bored. |
| GREETING | You killed Mother Pearl! Get out of here, outsider! |
| GREETING | You killed Loyal! Get out of here, outsider! |
| GREETING | You're the outsider! Mother Pearl sent word that you'd be stopping by. You must be eager to hear the story of our people! |
| GREETING | I heard about what you've done around here, and I have nothing to say to you, outsider. |
| GREETING | People around here are a bit upset with you, outsider, but I think there is hope for you yet. |
| GREETING | I've seen the bomber! It's... spectacular. The mural is coming true - thanks to you! |
| GREETING | Were you interested in hearing the story of our people any time soon, perhaps? |
| GREETING | Now that you know the story of our people, you must have all sorts of questions! |
| GREETING | How can I help you, Outsider? |
| GREETING | Hold it right there! Don't you move! |
| GREETING | How the hell did you survive that bombardment? |
| GREETING | I still can't believe how you ran through that artillery barrage. |
| GREETING | Yes, Outsider? |
| GREETING | You're interrupting class, Outsider. |
| GREETING | Yeah? |
| GREETING | Hungry for grub? |
| GREETING | Welcome to Jacobstown, human. You're free to walk around, just don't stare at the Nightkin. They don't like people looking at them. |
| GREETING | {A little quieter, more confidentially}And if you're NCR, keep it to yourself. They're not popular around here. |
| GREETING | Got a problem, could use your help. Been having trouble with NCR mercs harassing the town, and they just showed up again. |
| GREETING | I knew you'd make it. Resourceful, as always. |
| GREETING | The override module is functioning properly. I'm rerouting power to the Securitron vault at the Fort as we speak... |
| GREETING | I just need you to head over to the east power plant and manually activate the switch. |
| GREETING | When you return topside, I think you'll see that my Securitron army is a little more than the Legion was prepared to handle. |
| GREETING | Oh, and before you go - grab that print-out spooling from the console here - those papers set the terms for the NCR's unconditional surrender. |
| GREETING | I thought you might enjoy the honor of presenting them to the NCR's commanding officer, once the Legion has been defeated. Cheers! |
| GREETING | Oh, what do you want? |
| GREETING | Aha. The brave photographer returns. Good to see you. |
| GREETING | {Still afraid}Now that you have all you care for, please... leave, and don't come back! |
| GREETING | {Deeply Saddened}I can't talk, not after what happened to Sarah. I feel... so cold. |
| GREETING | You shouldn't be here. If people know we talked, they'll suspect you. |
| GREETING | And if whoever did this smells a rat, they'll have the Legion after both of us. |
| GREETING | That's it, then. How did you know? |
| GREETING | If there's one thing I won't tolerate, it's working with some dog of the Legion. You've got some explaining to do. |
| GREETING | I told you I wouldn't work against the NCR. I meant it. |
| GREETING | I'm out of here. |
| GREETING | Still helping the Legion. You're gonna get what's coming to you. I promise you that. |
| GREETING | We're through working together. |
| GREETING | Look, I know the NCR has problems, but I fought with those men. I'll be damned before I betray them. |
| GREETING | This stops right now. |
| GREETING | We can chat later. The sooner you finish these tests the sooner you can get out of here. |
| GREETING | You're the courier I've heard so much about. My squad needs your assistance. |
| GREETING | So any word on my friends? |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK, BAD NCR REP}{appraising}So I finally get to meet the courier who's caused so much trouble for the New California Republic. |
| GREETING | |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK}So I finally get to meet the courier who's accomplished so much in so little time. That is why I summoned you here, right? |
| GREETING | I mean, a man nearly kills you, and your response is to track him across the breadth of the Mojave? |
| GREETING | {FIRST TALK}The question is... are you ready to get started? |
| GREETING | Down the hill, at the west edge of camp, is an old building. It was here when the Fort was taken in 2277. |
| GREETING | Inside the building is a hatch, and inside that hatch are two steel doors that bear the {SIH-jihl}sigil of the Lucky 38 casino. |
| GREETING | Now that same sigil is on the Platinum Chip Benny was carrying when we captured him. Isn't that interesting? |
| GREETING | Now that same sigil is on the Platinum Chip you were carrying. Isn't that interesting? |
| GREETING | Even more interesting, there's a slot about the same size as the Chip on the console that opens the hatch. So you know what I think? |
| GREETING | I think the Platinum Chip opens those doors - doors that can't be pried open or drilled open or blasted open. Because all that, I tried. |
| GREETING | {BEFORE VAULT DESTROYED}We'll talk again when you've destroyed whatever is down in that bunker - not before. |
| GREETING | {AFTER VAULT DESTROYED}I felt the ground shake a while ago. I'll take that as a sign you got the job done. |
| GREETING | There are rewards for doing as I command. Today, your reward is vengeance. You get to decide how Benny dies. |
| GREETING | Go to Benny, let him know what you've decided. My Praetorians will perform the execution - {giving player credit}unless you want to perform it yourself. |
| GREETING | We have nothing to discuss until you've dealt with Benny. |
| GREETING | I'm sure you found Benny's demise pleasing. The destruction of an enemy... there are few things more satisfying. |
| GREETING | Let's press on, shall we? As I was telling you before, I want Mr. House out of the picture. |
| GREETING | You have an interest in his death, too. If he knows that you destroyed his {for lack of a better term}gadgets beneath the Fort, he will strike back. |
| GREETING | You know where to find him. How he dies, I leave up to you. |
| GREETING | Until Mr. House has been dealt with, you and I have nothing to talk about. |
| GREETING | I've read Mr. House's obituary. Had a high opinion of himself, didn't he? |
| GREETING | {seething}I spent months feeding the Omertas bribes, nursing their betrayal, and you've ruined all that. |
| GREETING | {seething}Do you have any idea how much effort it took to place a mole at McCarran who could plant that bomb on the monorail? The one you defused? |
| GREETING | {seething}The garrison I placed at Nelson served a vital strategic function. Did you think you could wipe it out and I wouldn't find out? |
| GREETING | {seething}Weeks were spent convincing the Great Khans to join the Legion, but you've ruined all that. {louder}Haven't you? |
| GREETING | With Mr. House out of the way, I can focus on smoothing out a few {slight beat}lingering complications elsewhere in the Mojave. |
| GREETING | First up are the Boomers of Nellis Air Force Base, a tribe so reclusive, it lobs artillery shells at anyone who comes near their settlement. |
| GREETING | I want you to offer them an alliance with my Legion. My terms are simple: target their guns against the NCR side of the dam when I assault it... |
| GREETING | ...and they can keep their freedom. If you find they aren't amenable to this offer, destroy them. |
| GREETING | It's reached me that you killed Silus before he could talk. I approve. |
| GREETING | I understand that you freed Silus before he could talk. I approve. |
| GREETING | Silus dishonored himself when he let himself be captured, and he'll pay the price for that. But the NCR didn't learn anything valuable. |
| GREETING | Have you brought news of the Boomers? |
| GREETING | {SUDDEN PAIN}I would've asked you to forge an alliance with the White Glove Society, but you've already killed its leaders. So instead - |
| GREETING | {sudden, excruciating pain in head}{gritting teeth}Ehhhh! Goddammit! |
| GREETING | {SUDDEN PAIN}I want you to forge an alliance between Caesar's Legion and the White Glove Society. |
| GREETING | They used to be cannibals. I expect that information can be used to manipulate them. Go to -{stopping short as pain eplodes inside head} |
| GREETING | {sudden, excruciating pain in head}{gritting teeth}Ehhhh! Goddammit! |
| GREETING | {limping off to bed, head feels like it's being crushed}Goddammit, go away! Come back when I've had some sleep! |
| GREETING | {head feels like it's being crushed}I warned you not to bother me! |
| GREETING | Praetorians, kill this asshole! |
| GREETING | {recovered from yesterday's sudden headache}The last time we met, I believe we were talking about the White Glove Society? |
| GREETING | Have you been successful in your efforts to recruit the White Glove Society? |
| GREETING | {ABSENCE SEIZURE}I want you to destroy the Mojave Chapter of the Brotherhood of Steel. It's not a full-strength chapter, mind you. The Profligates...{trail off. Absence seizure begins} |
| GREETING | ...{breathe through nostrils for several seconds} |
| GREETING | Urh...{continue breathing through nostrils} |
| GREETING | {Caesar heading for bed}{tired}If you interfere with me getting some sleep again, I'm going to have you killed. {resolved}We will talk later. |
| GREETING | {tired, growing angry}You want to die? Fine! |
| GREETING | {shouting for guards, voice weaker than usual}Praetorians! Kill this asshole! |
| GREETING | Has the Brotherhood been destroyed? |
| GREETING | {Brotherhood resolved}I want you to join me in my tent. You and I are going to have a private conversation. |
| GREETING | All right, let's state the obvious. There's something wrong with me. |
| GREETING | The headaches started a couple months ago. They weren't too bad at first... but now they come frequently and they're... {beat}debilitating. |
| GREETING | For the past two weeks, my left leg has been dragging. It's stiffer, hard to move. And you've seen me blank out. |
| GREETING | Lucius says I stare into space, blink a few times, then keep talking like nothing happened. So what's the diagnosis? |
| GREETING | {Successful surgery}I thank you for saving my life. You're a warrior {emphasis}and a healer - a rare combination. |
| GREETING | I thank you for saving my life. Arcade will be a fine addition to my retinue. |
| GREETING | I thank you for saving my life. The Auto-Doc module you recovered did the trick. |
| GREETING | I trust this payment is adequate compensation for your troubles. Now, lest we grow sentimental here... |
| GREETING | The time for battle will soon be upon us. {Le-GAH-tus La-nee-OOS}Legatus Lanius draws nigh. When he arrives, my Legion will assault Hoover Dam. |
| GREETING | In the meantime, the Profligates have prepared a welcome gift for us. The President of the NCR intends to visit Hoover Dam. |
| GREETING | You {slight beat}dispatched President Kimball with real skill. Right under their noses, too - {enjoying it}what a humiliation. |
| GREETING | {seething}Why did you not attack President Kimball? |
| GREETING | {seething}President Kimball was there on the Dam, right before you. And yet he lives. {beat}How did you fuck this up? |
| GREETING | {Kimball quest resolved}My forces are in position to assault the Dam. {Leh-GAH-tus Lah-Nee-OOS}Legatus Lanius has assumed command. |
| GREETING | Are you ready to go to him? To tell him to begin the assault? |
| GREETING | You know everything you need to know. Be on your way. |
| GREETING | {MASTER QUESTION NODE}What did you want to know? |
| GREETING | {MASTER QUESTION NODE}What else did you want to know? |
| GREETING | {MASTER QUESTION NODE}Even with the Boomers to deal with, you have questions? |
| GREETING | {MASTER QUESTION NODE}Even with the White Glove Society to deal with, you have questions? |
| GREETING | {MASTER QUESTION NODE}Even with the Brotherhood to deal with, you have questions? |
| GREETING | {MASTER QUESTION NODE}Even with a President to kill, you have questions? |
| GREETING | {MASTER QUESTION NODE}Even on the brink of the final battle, you have questions? |
| GREETING | {Mr. House Top Level Topic Holder} |
| GREETING | {Boomer Top Level Topic Holder} |
| GREETING | {White Glove Society Top Level Topic Holder} |
| GREETING | {Brotherhood of Steel Top Level Topic Holder} |
| GREETING | {President Kimball Top Level Topic Holder} |
| GREETING | Do you have any progress to report? |
| GREETING | Allow me to make this clear. Because you've been of service to me, I will forgive your crimes against my Legion this one time. |
| GREETING | In the future, if I become aware that you've committed other crimes, I'll have my Praetorians butcher you before my eyes. |
| GREETING | If you've committed any other crimes, this is the time to confess them, because after today there will be no forgiveness. |
| GREETING | I warned you about this. {to your guards}Praetorians, slaughter this degenerate! |
| GREETING | Not now! |
| GREETING | {Radio}Report. |
| GREETING | Careful, sometimes they escape and I have to round them up again. |
| GREETING | Why do you scare my cattle? |
| GREETING | Don't scare the herd. |
| GREETING | Leave doggies alone. |
| GREETING | {Amazed at the Player}You must be very special to Mr. House, huh? |
| GREETING | {Amazed at the Player}How did you get in there? |
| GREETING | {Amazed at the Player}Wow... I've never seen anyone go into the Lucky 38 before. |
| GREETING | {Amazed at the Player}Don't mind me. I was just passing by. |
| GREETING | {Amazed at the Player}I bet everyone's going to hear about you going into the 38. |
| GREETING | {Amazed at the Player}My pals said nobody has ever been inside the Lucky 38. |
| GREETING | {Amazed at the Player}Hey, sexy, come by the Tops later. I'd love to hear your story. |
| GREETING | Hi! I'm Sarah, Sarah Weintraub. Welcome to the finest Vault hotel in the whole world! |
| GREETING | They're hoarding our water! How are we supposed to survive the desert, huh? |
| GREETING | Hope those greedy bastards rot in foul water. |
| GREETING | One of these days, we're going to teach them a good lesson. |
| GREETING | We'll be back. They can't step over our people forever. |
| GREETING | Those hillbillies think they can take our water. We bring civilization, and this is how they repay us. |
| GREETING | Damned rats. Next time I see them, I swear, I'll aim right between their eyes. |
| GREETING | They've got no right to come near our outposts. This is NCR territory, now. |
| GREETING | I almost pity them, these desert savages. |
| GREETING | We'll get back our water, and our land, one of these days. We'll be mean to those soldiers until they leave! |
| GREETING | They're asking for it, those people from the NCR. We're tough, here! They don't scare us. |
| GREETING | This desert is our home! |
| GREETING | We've lived here a long time! We're not going to leave our home. |
| GREETING | They're mean! Don't want to share water with us. |
| GREETING | Hey there. Need anything? |
| GREETING | The Caesar has marked you for death... and the Legion obeys. Ready yourself for battle. |
| GREETING | Now you will serve as an example to all who dare oppose Caesar's Legion. Defend yourself! |
| GREETING | You have defied Caesar for the last time! Your life ends now! |
| GREETING | The honcho of one of them Strip families got killed right in his own casino. You know he pissed off the wrong guy! |
| GREETING | Now that McNamara's lifted that silly lockdown of his, perhaps people around here will come to appreciate our training simulations. |
| GREETING | Perhaps there will be a renewed interest in them as people realize just how close to reality they are... but I digress. What did you want? |
| GREETING | Now that Hardin's Elder, I hope I'll be allowed to continue my experiments. I never quite liked the way he looked at me during meetings. |
| GREETING | Like he wanted to use me for target practice. The man just has no respect for science! But enough of this. What did you want? |
| GREETING | Yes? What is it? |
| GREETING | I'll track the virus from over here. You just concentrate on locating the terminals hosting it. |
| GREETING | {Flustered}Look, this isn't a great {time}ti- oh, what the hell, it's not like we're making any progress. I'm Ibsen, and I hope your day is going better than mine is. |
| GREETING | Did you want to try isolating the virus? |
| GREETING | You actually did it! If you don't mind my saying so, I didn't think you had a chance in hell of pulling it off. |
| GREETING | But I'm glad to be wrong for once! Thank you, my friend. Please, feel free to access the datastore at your leisure. |
| GREETING | I'm only allowed to give you access to non-classified topics, but it's better than nothing, right? |
| GREETING | Heard you helped out Jackson, thanks for that. Caravans are still waiting for clearance to move out, but at least there's movement. |
| GREETING | {Impressed}Coming from the North? Must be crazy to brave those roads. |
| GREETING | Something else you wanted? |
| GREETING | Get rough with the escorts, and you'll be seeing the business end of my barrel. |
| GREETING | With the Kings gone, who is going to keep Freeside safe? |
| GREETING | If the King is working with the NCR, he must have a damn good reason. I just hope it doesn't come back to bite us. |
| GREETING | Do I know you? |
| GREETING | And you are? |
| GREETING | Need something? |
| GREETING | I'm hearing good things about you, friend. Good things. |
| GREETING | Good to see someone helping out for a change. |
| GREETING | People say you've been helping out around town. Much appreciated, friend. |
| GREETING | You've done good, kid. Happy to have you around. |
| GREETING | I'm amazed by how much you've accomplished here in Freeside. |
| GREETING | We've been really fortunate to have you helping Freeside. |
| GREETING | Helping on a consistent basis wouldn't hurt you, would it? |
| GREETING | You've done a strange mix of things since coming to Freeside. |
| GREETING | Does it get painful sitting on the fence like you do? |
| GREETING | It seems you've decided to be indecisive when it comes to helping Freesiders. |
| GREETING | Throwing caution to the wind yet again, huh? |
| GREETING | I guess no one is ever going to change a crazy freak like you. |
| GREETING | What did we ever do to you? Can't we all just get along? |
| GREETING | Why the hate for Freeside? We're not all bad. |
| GREETING | What the hell do you want? |
| GREETING | Go to hell you two-faced bastard. |
| GREETING | Go away, you rotten bastard. |
| GREETING | Way to stab us in the back, asshole. |
| GREETING | Howdy, doc. Strange to see you wandering around. |
| GREETING | I admire a woman who can hold her liquor. Cute to boot. |
| GREETING | She looks like she knows how to handle herself in a fight. |
| GREETING | I hope you programmed that thing to be friendly to Freesiders. |
| GREETING | Super mutant? You don't look so super to me. |
| GREETING | How's it hangin', old man? Oh, sorry. |
| GREETING | Hey, Rex. I see your new master is keeping you polished up. Good for you. |
| GREETING | Cheer up, lady. You've still got your youth. |
| GREETING | I've gotta hand it to you. You've done good things for Novac, but you've also got 'em a little scared of you. And that's great for business. |
| GREETING | As long as you keep it coming, I'll get you some things a little cheaper than they should be. |
| GREETING | What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | Between you and me, I don't think she studied at an accredited institution. |
| GREETING | She hasn't paid me anything yet. Should I be worried? |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}This is NCR Operator - I read you. The supplies are on their way. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Message received - supplies en route. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Supply crate airdrop heading to your location. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}NCR Trooper support en route to your location. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}NCR support moving to your location. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Request received - NCR Troopers in your area are being redirected to your location. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}NCR Ranger support en route to your location. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}The cavalry is on its way - just sit tight, we'll be there. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Support inbound - deploying NCR Rangers to your location. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Your wish is my command - NCR support is on its way. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Your problems will soon be solved - Rangers heading your way now. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}There is no NCR support in your area - suggest a tactical retreat. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Negative, no NCR support available at your current location. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Transmission not received - attempt new transmission closer to an NCR outpost. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Sorry, sir, that's all the support I can spare today. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}I can't redirect any more support to you today - it would put too many lives at risk. I'll get you what I can tomorrow. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}I can't afford to send you anything else today. Sorry, sir... good luck out there. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}You're just going to have to cowboy up, sir - I can't spare any more support today. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}I sent you all I had last time, sir - you're on your own until at least midnight. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}I sent you all I had last time, sir - you're on your own until we get resupplied tomorrow. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Support request received - deploying Troopers to your area. Hold tight, help is on the way. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Received - find some cover, NCR support is on the way. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}I sent you all I had last time, sir - you're on your own until dawn at least. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Stay safe out there. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Good hunting, sir. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Over. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Over-and-out. |
| GREETING | {Radio transmission}Good luck out there. |
| GREETING | NCR Trooper, reporting for duty! |
| GREETING | Trooper, ready to fight! |
| GREETING | You called for a Trooper? |
| GREETING | You called for an extra gun? |
| GREETING | I got your call and came running. |
| GREETING | Guns and gear - at your service. |
| GREETING | Someone said you needed backup? I'm it. |
| GREETING | You called for backup? |
| GREETING | Where's the fight, sir? |
| GREETING | For the Republic! |
| GREETING | Ranger at the ready! |
| GREETING | NCR Ranger, reporting for duty! |
| GREETING | Here we are, you just point and we'll shoot. |
| GREETING | Here I am, just point at what needs killing. |
| GREETING | One riot, one ranger... let's get this done. |
| GREETING | Heard you were in a spot of trouble, friend. Let's fix that. |
| GREETING | I heard your call and happened to be in the area. |
| GREETING | For the Republic! |
| GREETING | You called for an extra gun? |
| GREETING | You're lucky I happened to be nearby. |
| GREETING | I got your flank - you just shoot what's in front of you! |
| GREETING | Ranger here - where's the fight? |
| GREETING | What are you doing here? This is our casino, punk. |
| GREETING | Gotta run! No time to chat! |
| GREETING | Sorry, you just win too much. We can't let you play here anymore. |
| GREETING | Welcome to Vikki and Vance, we're still getting the casino up and running but feel free to sit down and play. |
| GREETING | We're hoping that Primm will get back on its feet from the money we earn here. |
| GREETING | We feel much safer opening the casino back up, now that we have a sheriff. |
| GREETING | I'm glad that I could start working here again, things were rough with those convicts in town. |
| GREETING | {Placeholder for Top Level Topics} |
| GREETING | Thank you for coming, let's talk about that robot. |
| GREETING | Have you given any more thought to my offer? |
| GREETING | I'd like to talk to you about your robot. Bring it here and we can talk. I'm sure we can be of mutual benefit to each other. |
| GREETING | {Small Fry}I must say, fortune seems to be with you of late. Please, enjoy this, compliments of the White Glove Society. |
| GREETING | {Big Winner}You certainly seem to be making a splash with all your success in the casino. Our executive chef prepared this delicacy for you himself. Enjoy. |
| GREETING | {Whale}You are quite simply the talk of the casino right now with your astonishing play. Do stay in our {BONE veev-ONT, light French 'n' for Bon}Bon Vivant suite so you may continue to dazzle us. |
| GREETING | {Banned}This simply will not do. You must leave immediately. |
| GREETING | The torching is Philippe's idea. Brilliant, no? |
| GREETING | Keep away from me, if you know what's good for you. |
| GREETING | You look positively famished. We simply can't have that. |
| GREETING | Welcome to Top Shelf. The drinks cost twice as much during happy hour, but they draw twice the attention, too. |
| GREETING | What can I get you? |
| GREETING | What's this about the White Glove Society? |
| GREETING | You got me my boy back. I got no words. |
| GREETING | Now... I hope you didn't do no harm to whoever's responsible for this. I wanna skin their hides myself. |
| GREETING | You got a lot of nerve sticking around here. If I didn't have better things to do I'd thump your skull for what you said. |
| GREETING | Tell me good news. |
| GREETING | {To himself}Ted, where are you, boy? |
| GREETING | Beg your pardon, stranger, but I'm looking for someone. You ain't seen a young man with dark brown hair and a white hat on lately, have you? |
| GREETING | You ain't heard anything about my boy, have you? |
| GREETING | You done right by me. I appreciate it. |
| GREETING | Oh- oh my. How unfortunate! And in front of all these people, too. |
| GREETING | He always was a bit of a pill, Mortimer. He was so pouty when I decided to ban eating people. And now this. |
| GREETING | I should've paid more attention to the warning signs. |
| GREETING | Can you imagine what people would've said? Why, it would've been a complete scandal if it weren't for you. |
| GREETING | To think, Mr. Gunderson, a cold-blooded murderer. It's simply chilling. |
| GREETING | But his arrest ought to instill faith in our patrons that murderers are not welcome to gamble here. |
| GREETING | What a disaster! An important person dead in my hotel. |
| GREETING | {Appalled}Now people will confuse us with Gomorrah. The idea! |
| GREETING | So glad you could be here tonight. I had hoped you would join us. |
| GREETING | Welcome to the Ultra-Luxe. I do hope it exceeds your every expectation. |
| GREETING | You double-crossing snake! I have nothing to say to someone so lowly and ill-mannered. |
| GREETING | {Pissed}I wanted Mr. Gunderson out of the way, not slaughtered in my hotel! Our business is concluded. Good day! |
| GREETING | {Angry}You've done enough! |
| GREETING | Mark my words. I'll have you filleted for this. |
| GREETING | Ah, you're back. You're always a welcome guest here. |
| GREETING | Any word as to our arrangement? |
| GREETING | What the- ? Who is this trespasser? |
| GREETING | How may I be of service, sir? |
| GREETING | How may I be of service, madam? |
| GREETING | Who are you? |
| GREETING | You'll have to excuse me. There's somewhere I need to be right now. |
| GREETING | Good day. |
| GREETING | Leave me alone. Haven't you done enough? |
| GREETING | Why are you standing still? Do you think that the world waits for you while you you stand there drooling? Get back out there and get to work! |
| GREETING | Can't you see I'm busy? |
| GREETING | I thought I told you to get lost. |
| GREETING | Why are you standing still? Do you think that the world waits for you while you you stand there drooling? Get back out there and get to work! |
| GREETING | How may I assist? |
| GREETING | Come on, move it. |
| GREETING | My daddy's gonna kill all you bastards once he finds out what you done to me. |
| GREETING | You know, if you knew what you were doing I coulda been out of there hours ago. |
| GREETING | Beg your pardon, but could I trouble you to turn over your weapons? |
| GREETING | You! What do you think you're doing? |
| GREETING | The sooner you find yourself elsewhere, the better. |
| GREETING | Outrageous what Mortimer did. The nerve of some people. |
| GREETING | {Mock sympathy}Oh, Mortimer. You always had the gift of gaffe. |
| GREETING | Usually we punish people who come in here uninvited. But you've made such a splash, we don't have the heart. |
| GREETING | Your theatrics were just priceless. I salute you. |
| GREETING | Mortimer's vision was absolutely inspired. |
| GREETING | Now it can truly be said that not only to we dress better than anyone, we eat better as well. |
| GREETING | I supported Mortimer from the beginning. |
| GREETING | Of course cannibalism is civilized! It's all a matter of perspective. |
| GREETING | I am at your service. |
| GREETING | Have you been inside our bathhouse? The salts in the water work to balance the bodily humors. |
| GREETING | To eat at the Gourmand is to spoil the palate. I can't bring myself to eat anywhere else. |
| GREETING | Did you see Heck Gunderson the brahmin baron at the bar? He may be a wastelander, but his taste clearly befits his status. |
| GREETING | Certainly you can buy the same drinks more cheaply elsewhere, but the point of drinking at Top Shelf isn't the liquor. It's the prestige. |
| GREETING | Marjorie has done a remarkable job managing the restoration of this place, wouldn't you agree? |
| GREETING | Our executive chef Philippe is the toast of New Vegas. His Brahmin Wellington is absolutely sublime. |
| GREETING | You watch yourself around Mr. Gunderson. |
| GREETING | Keep your distance. Who are you, and what do you want? |
| GREETING | It smells so good in here. Like the air is cleaner than it is outside. |
| GREETING | I heard they brought in sea salts from California just for this bath. |
| GREETING | I'm so relaxed. Too bad I can't stay longer. But who can, at these prices? |
| GREETING | Have you been in the steam room yet? It's just off to the side there. You can feel your aches just melt away. |
| GREETING | Every evening most of the White Glove Society sneaks away somewhere. It's probably just for show. |
| GREETING | I'm in Heaven. I haven't had a meal like this in... well... ever, really. |
| GREETING | Philippe has outdone himself again. |
| GREETING | For the price of this meal I could buy a whole Brahmin. But I'd never make that trade. |
| GREETING | Hey, any idea how somebody gets into the White Glove Society? Have to know somebody? |
| GREETING | They must've spent a fortune renovating this place. |
| GREETING | I love the masks. It's like being at a fancy ball. |
| GREETING | I'm not really gambling. I'm just hoping to be seen here. People will think I'm rich. |
| GREETING | I've heard you have to make reservations at the Gourmand years in advance. |
| GREETING | Those masks make me nervous. Is there something wrong with their faces? |
| GREETING | There are a lot of rumors going around about the White Glove Society. I heard they used to be tribals. |
| GREETING | Top Shelf is the premiere bar on the Strip. The drinks are overpriced, but that's the whole point. |
| GREETING | Sorry, friend, you crossed the NCR one too many times - you've been marked for death... and we're here to take care of that. |
| GREETING | Nothing personal - orders - you know how it is. {pause}Well, let's get to it. |
| GREETING | Never mind - don't care. You've got two more days to deal with your bad NCR reputation. |
| GREETING | Make them happy or we'll make you dead. |
| GREETING | We're back - you've got two days left to improve your NCR reputation. After that we find you and end you. Clear? |
| GREETING | Remember us? You've got two days left make up for pissing off the NCR. See you around. |
| GREETING | {Sarcastic}So, last day on earth, huh? Getting your affairs in order? Or are you still trying to work on that bad reputation of yours? |
| GREETING | The NCR just wants to be friends, but you don't seem to want to play nice. See you tomorrow. |
| GREETING | Tick-tock, time's up. The NCR says you gotta die, so guess what? |
| GREETING | I gave you three days - you should have crawled in a hole somewhere. Time to die. |
| GREETING | Well, take a good look around - this is where your life ended. |
| GREETING | It would be so very delightful if you set me free. |
| GREETING | If it's bad news, you can take it up with the Colonel. If it's good news, it better involve some dead Fiends. |
| GREETING | Just give us an excuse. Been too long since I fired my weapon. |
| GREETING | Don't go fucking about, asshole. |
| GREETING | Mess with any of the equipment here and I'll mount your head on a stick. |
| GREETING | Just try pulling some of your Brahmin shit here at the Dorado and see what happens. |
| GREETING | Not much happens here at the Dorado, and that's how we like it. |
| GREETING | Only combat I seen lately was shooting some Geckos. |
| GREETING | All the juice from Hoover flows right through the Dorado, and we send it west to keep the home lights burning. |
| GREETING | My folks back home got lights at night thanks to what we're doing here. |
| GREETING | We keep an eye out for Legion raiding parties. They'd love to shut down the Dorado. |
| GREETING | Stay out of the control room and enclosure or there's gonna be trouble, got it? |
| GREETING | The power transmission cables are all underground. Good thing, or the old war might've knocked them down. |
| GREETING | You visiting every NCR post just to see the sights? This here's the Dorado - it's where we send power back home. |
| GREETING | Look all you want, just don't mess with any of the equipment. The control room's off-limits, and so is the enclosure. |
| GREETING | If you're planning on staying awhile, the Dino Dee-lite's got plenty of room. |
| GREETING | {annoyed at town conspiracy theorist}Don't listen to a word No-bark says. He spouts nothing but nonsense. |
| GREETING | Been to the top of the dino yet? |
| GREETING | {successful rocket launch}Good thing none of those rockets crashed into Novac. |
| GREETING | If it weren't for the water caravans, Novac would've turned to dust a long time ago. |
| GREETING | {Boone shot Manny}Can't believe Boone shot Manny. |
| GREETING | {Boone shot Jeannie}Boone must've had a hell of a grudge against Jeannie-May. |
| GREETING | {Boone shot Alice}What did Boone have against Alice? |
| GREETING | {Boone shot Dusty}Boone thought Dusty sold Carla into slavery? |
| GREETING | {Boone shot No-bark}No-bark was harmless. There's no way he had something to do with Boone's wife. |
| GREETING | {Boone shot Andy}Hell of thing for Boone to kill Ranger Andy like that. |
| GREETING | {Chupacabra killed}Looks like the McBrides weren't telling tall tales after all. |
| GREETING | {Chupacabra alive}The McBrides think some mysterious creature is shooting up their Brahmin. Gotta be somebody in town doing it. |
| GREETING | {rocket launch}All the noise at REPCONN scared the hell out of me. |
| GREETING | {rocket launch failed}Knew those ghouls were up to no good. Look where it got us. |
| GREETING | Thanks for all your help. |
| GREETING | You been real kind to us. |
| GREETING | Just showed up out of nowhere and lended a hand. We appreciate it. |
| GREETING | Without you we'd be in a lot worse shape. |
| GREETING | I hope good things come your way. |
| GREETING | We must've done something right for you to come along like you did. |
| GREETING | Stay away, you hear? |
| GREETING | You monster! |
| GREETING | You're sick, you know that? |
| GREETING | I don't much like you. |
| GREETING | Maybe you should just move on. |
| GREETING | You mind your business, we'll mind ours. |
| GREETING | You're confusing to us. Why are you here? |
| GREETING | You're kind of odd, aren't you? |
| GREETING | How about you just do nice things for us. We liked {emph}those. |
| GREETING | This is not a market, sir - you need to improve your reputation with the NCR before you're welcome in our outposts. |
| GREETING | You're walking on thin ice with the NCR. It's time to decide where your loyalties lay, friend. Until then don't expect any hospitality from us. |
| GREETING | The NCR isn't in the habit of letting loose cannons like you just wander our bases. |
| GREETING | I suggest you move along until you decide where your loyalties fall. |
| GREETING | Get up! You can't sleep here - move on. |
| GREETING | Wake up, merc! These cots are for NCR only. |
| GREETING | No room at the inn, merc. Move along. |
| GREETING | Slumber party's over, pal. Get a move-on. |
| GREETING | Wake-y wake-y - eggs and bake-y. |
| GREETING | Wake up! This ain't your bed. |
| GREETING | Get up. |
| GREETING | Move along. |
| GREETING | Get up. Sleep it off somewhere else. |
| GREETING | Get out of that bed. |
| GREETING | No sleeping here. |
| GREETING | {dying, in pain, pleading}Kill me! |
| GREETING | {dying, in pain}Stay away! |
| GREETING | Well, seems like you've redeemed yourself. Welcome back to the NCR's good graces. Play nice... or I'll be back for you. |
| GREETING | The brass has put me back on my leash - that must mean that you've decided to play nice with the NCR. Good choice, you just saved your life. |
| GREETING | Don't make me come after you again. |
| GREETING | I see you took my advice and made nice with the NCR. Guess that means you aren't as dumb as you look. |
| GREETING | Stay smart and I won't have to come for you again. |
| GREETING | I don't know how you managed to improve your reputation with the NCR after pissing us off like that, but honestly... |
| GREETING | I'm just happy I don't have to kill you now. See you around, wastelander. |
| GREETING | Get him! Nobody screws with the NCR! |
| GREETING | The NCR's come for you - time to die! |
| GREETING | You crossed the NCR one time too many - now you die! |
| GREETING | Did you think you'd get away with crossing the NCR?! |
| GREETING | The NCR wants you dead, friend! |
| GREETING | Consider this your final warning from the NCR! |
| GREETING | Nobody crosses the NCR! |
| GREETING | You'll pay for crossing the NCR! |
| GREETING | This is what the NCR does with traitors! |
| GREETING | We've got people to kill. Keep an eye out. |
| GREETING | Never thought I'd ever have my own town, but thanks to you, now I do. If you wanna make some caps, head on over to the Correctional Facility. |
| GREETING | Just tell them I sent you and you should get in without a problem. Keep a close eye on some of those bastards, though. |
| GREETING | Oh, not all Powder Gangers out there are friends of mine - like the group in Primm. They'll be gunning for you no matter what, so keep that in mind. |
| GREETING | My gang's here, but we'll still need a plan before we rush the town. I don't want to embarrass myself and get beat by a bunch of townies. |
| GREETING | We ain't got much in the way of supplies, so if you could shake down the old doctor and the store owner for some stuff, we'd be in good shape. |
| GREETING | I also thought it might be a good thing to jimmy the lock on the Bighorner pen. The noise from the fight will spook them, get them running wild. |
| GREETING | Once you're done with that stuff - or none of it - say the word and we'll make our move. |
| GREETING | We ready to move or what? |
| GREETING | What do you want? |
| GREETING | {not in charge of Goodsprings}What do you want now? |
| GREETING | {running Goodsprings, slightly friendly}How's it going? |
| GREETING | {Gunfight started, no Trudy help}Are you trying to get my saloon shot up? Finish what you started! |
| GREETING | {Gunfight started, Trudy help}Keep an eye out. This isn't finished yet. |
| GREETING | Well, you've been causing quite a stir. Glad I finally got to meet you. Welcome to the Prospector Saloon. |
| GREETING | So, you're planning on taking on Joe Cobb's gang. It's a big risk, but I suppose you have to do what you think is right. |
| GREETING | I hope you didn't just bring a heap of trouble down on Goodsprings by killing Joe Cobb like that. |
| GREETING | His friends might come looking for him, and I don't think they're going to care who was involved in his death or not. |
| GREETING | Well, what's done is done. So, uh, what can I do for you? |
| GREETING | I'm glad that business is over. I like it when Goodsprings is nice and quiet. |
| GREETING | Feeling thirsty? I can take care of that. |
| GREETING | You shouldn't have crossed the Powder Gangers! Now you're going to pay! |
| GREETING | I have a present for you from the Powder Gangers... I hope you like dynamite! |
| GREETING | You'll pay for what you did to the Powder Gangers! |
| GREETING | Nobody screws with the Powder Gangers and lives! |
| GREETING | Here he is, boys! Let's show him what happens when you cross the Powder Gangers! |
| GREETING | {Gunfight in progress, not helping}Get away! I'm not part of your fight! |
| GREETING | {Gunfight in progress}Keep an eye out for more of them. |
| GREETING | This town don't look like much. |
| GREETING | Beats being in prison. |
| GREETING | I got dibs on the old doc's house. |
| GREETING | Need more women around here. |
| GREETING | Never liked Bighorners. |
| GREETING | {victory}Those townies put up a bigger fight than I expected. |
| GREETING | {victory}That was a hell of a gunfight. |
| GREETING | {victory}Nothing left to do but kick back and booze it up. |
| GREETING | {victory}You think any townies are hiding? |
| GREETING | {victory}I knew we were going to win all along. |
| GREETING | Welcome back. Can I get you anything? |
| GREETING | Hey there. If you want to buy something from my shop, you'll have to wait till it opens. |
| GREETING | Cant' do business now! There's a gunfight! |
| GREETING | You must be the one Doc Mitchell was patching up. The way I heard it, I didn't think you'd be walking out of that office. |
| GREETING | I've got plenty of supplies for sale. Even got some weapon mods and special ammo - well worth the caps, if you ask me. |
| GREETING | If you're hurting for caps, I've also got boxes of surplus ammo in the miscellaneous section. They're not great, but you get what you pay for. |
| GREETING | That was a hell of a fight. Let's hope it doesn't bite us in the ass later on. |
| GREETING | {Powder Ganger victory}I won't make any trouble for the gang. Just let me keep my store and I'll cut you a little discount. |
| GREETING | You looking to buy some supplies? |
| GREETING | I heard about what's been going on in town. Our deal's off. I can't trust someone like you to watch my back. |
| GREETING | Keep an eye out. I still think there's a few out there. |
| GREETING | That's close enough. Who are you, and what do you want with me? |
| GREETING | I owe you a huge favor for this. Here - these are technically Crimson Caravan funds, but I know they'll understand once I explain things. |
| GREETING | Thanks again for all your help. |
| GREETING | What's the plan? Are we ready? |
| GREETING | So, what's going on? Did Sunny agree to help us? |
| GREETING | What is it? |
| GREETING | That ought to keep things settled for awhile. Hope it stays that way. |
| GREETING | Howdy. What can Easy Pete do for you? |
| GREETING | Howdy. |
| GREETING | We can talk after this is over! |
| GREETING | Those bastards got Ringo in the end, after all. At least he went down fighting. |
| GREETING | {satisfaction}That'll teach the Powder Gangs to avoid Goodsprings in the future. |
| GREETING | Time to look alive. The Powder Gangers are here to play. |
| GREETING | I'll keep an eye out for the Powder Gangers and meet up with you and Ringo when the time comes. |
| GREETING | I don't think Joe Cobb knew what hit him. I'm hoping you took him down for a good reason and not... for fun. |
| GREETING | Cheyenne, stay. Don't worry, she won't bite unless I tell her to. |
| GREETING | Hi there. Sticking around Goodsprings for awhile longer? |
| GREETING | I expect you'll be wanting to go outside after being cooped up for so long, but if you have any questions, I'll answer what I can. |
| GREETING | Welcome back. I had hoped you wouldn't need to come see me again so soon. What can I do for you? |
| GREETING | How're you holding up? |
| GREETING | Howdy, pardner! Might I say, you're looking fit as a fiddle. |
| GREETING | Howdy, pardner! So, when do the rustlers show up? |
| GREETING | Howdy, pardner! |
| GREETING | Holy moly! If you hadn't come here like you done, I'd be a goner for sure. |
| GREETING | I came up here to draw water, but here, you should have what I got. You look thirsty. |
| GREETING | Thank you! |
| GREETING | Help me! |
| GREETING | Hello. I'm Rose of Sharon Cassidy. |
| GREETING | {Slightly bored}Caravan, citizen, pilgrim, or...? |
| GREETING | {Nods to player}Been doing a lot of good work out there, setting an example for the others - I know Ranger Jackson appreciates it. |
| GREETING | Back again, I see. Something you need? |
| GREETING | {Bad person just walked in}Got some nerve, coming to an NCR outpost with that look about you. {Low, warning}Hope you aren't here to trade, not sure you can afford the prices. |
| GREETING | {Mildly curious}New face in the Outpost, must've come from the North. {Frowns}So - what'll you have? |
| GREETING | Back round? Just my luck... what'll it be this time? |
| GREETING | Something else you needed? I'm short-handed here. |
| GREETING | Any luck up by the track? |
| GREETING | Welcome to the New Vegas Medical Clinic. I'm a fully qualified physician and can fix whatever is wrong with you for a reasonable fee. |
| GREETING | If you've got the caps, I've also got several implants available to enhance your physical attributes. |
| GREETING | You come to the wrong place, traveler. Primm's dying. If you got any sense, you'll be moving on. |
| GREETING | Quite a town we got here. Sheriff gets murdered, and Deputy Beagle dragged off for ransom to the Bison Steve. That should bring back the tourists. |
| GREETING | Rather be left alone to my misery, if you don't mind. |
| GREETING | Before the Powder Gangers came to town, Johnson Nash ran the local store and the Mojave Express station. |
| GREETING | I ain't got nothing for you to eat. If you're hungry, see Ruby Nash. |
| GREETING | Thanks for freeing the deputy. A bit, anyway. |
| GREETING | Thanks for freeing Deputy Beagle. He's better than nothing. Maybe. |
| GREETING | Now you freed Deputy Beagle, all Primm needs is a law man who can shoot a gun without wetting hisself. |
| GREETING | I hear you're going to help find Primm a new sheriff. Mighty kind of you to take an interest. |
| GREETING | So you're the one's going to bring the law back to Primm? I'll believe it when I see it. |
| GREETING | I hear you aim to bring rule of law back to our town. God knows we need the help. |
| GREETING | Thanks for bringing the NCR to town, stranger. Things're finally looking up for Primm. |
| GREETING | Thanks to you I got a mess of soldiers watching every move I make, plus I got to pay taxes for the privilege! |
| GREETING | Those soldiers you brought down on us is all business, stranger. Better than lawlessness, though. So you've got my thanks. |
| GREETING | This new Sheriff Meyers you brought to us is a lawman through and through. Primm's looking up, stranger. |
| GREETING | Thanks for convincing Meyers to come sheriff for us. First time I feel safe in a long time. |
| GREETING | This Sheriff Meyers you found for us is working out. Knows his business. We owe you a debt. |
| GREETING | Man, it is a real uphill fight these days. I'm not sure how we are going to handle all these convicts. |
| GREETING | If you got something to say, say it to the Lieutenant. |
| GREETING | Careful, things aren't as safe around here as they could be. |
| GREETING | You'll probably want to talk to Hayes. |
| GREETING | {Placeholder for Primm Trooper 01} |
| GREETING | {Gunfight in progress, not helping}Get away from me! I don't want to get shot! |
| GREETING | {Gunfight, helping}Careful! There's still more of them. |
| GREETING | {Gunfight, helping}Don't think this is over yet. |
| GREETING | Way too many strangers coming into town these days. No offense. |
| GREETING | If you're looking for supplies, Chet over at the general store can help you out. |
| GREETING | {Evil 2+}Why don't you just move on to another town? |
| GREETING | {Evil 2+}Just leave us alone. |
| GREETING | {Good 2+}We need more people like you around. |
| GREETING | {Mixed 2+}Bit of a troublemaker, aren't you? |
| GREETING | {Mixed 2+}Don't really care much for the unpredictable types. Just saying. |
| GREETING | That Doc Mitchell sure knows his stuff, doesn't he? |
| GREETING | {Powder Gang control}At least the Powder Gangers are letting me live. |
| GREETING | {Powder Gang control}I'm glad I didn't try to fight the gang. |
| GREETING | {Powder Gang control}Hell of way to repay Doc, if you ask me. |
| GREETING | {Powder Gang control}So many good people are dead... |
| GREETING | The recent disturbance at {beat, as though pasted in}the Tops {beat}has been resolved. Do not be afraid to patronize {beat}the Tops. |
| GREETING | The recent disturbance at {beat, as though pasted in}Gomorrah {beat}has been resolved. Do not be afraid to patronize {beat}Gomorrah. |
| GREETING | Be advised, the Lucky 38 is not open to the general public. Trespassers will be shot. Thank you. |
| GREETING | Do not be alarmed. We have been upgraded to serve you better. Have a nice day. |
| GREETING | Obituaries of the recently deceased Mr. House, President, CEO, and sole proprietor of the Vegas Strip, are still available. Just ask any Securitron. |
| GREETING | Be advised, Mr. House has voluntarily decided to become a citizen of the NCR. |
| GREETING | Sovereignty over the Vegas Strip will be transferred to the NCR at a date yet to be determined. Have a nice day. |
| GREETING | Be advised, when Mr. House transfers sovereignty over the Vegas Strip to the NCR, he will remain its sole proprietor. Have a nice day. |
| GREETING | The unfortunate incident involving the monorail from McCarran Airport is being resolved as quickly as possible. Thank you. |
| GREETING | Be sure to offer words of encouragement to NCR men and women in uniform. Vegas appreciates their business. |
| GREETING | Be advised, NCR President Aaron Kimball survived an assassination attempt at Hoover Dam. |
| GREETING | Just one more reason to celebrate at one of New Vegas's fine casinos! Thank you. |
| GREETING | Be advised, NCR President Aaron Kimball was struck down in a cowardly attack at Hoover Dam. |
| GREETING | The Strip offers many fine cocktail lounges where grieving persons may drown their sorrows. |
| GREETING | Welcome to Vegas, capital of the sixth state of the New California Republic! |
| GREETING | True to {KAI-zar}Caesar. |
| GREETING | Welcome to New Vegas, where a new day is dawning! |
| GREETING | Welcome to Vegas. Don't make trouble. |
| GREETING | Welcome to the Vegas Strip. |
| GREETING | Enjoy all the Vegas Strip has to offer. |
| GREETING | Enjoy your time on the Vegas Strip. |
| GREETING | Always a pleasure. |
| GREETING | Good to see you. |
| GREETING | {upbeat}Hello, again. |
| GREETING | {upbeat}Hey, look who's here! |
| GREETING | {upbeat}If it isn't our favorite V.I.P.! |
| GREETING | {upbeat}You're always welcome in this town! |
| GREETING | Try to control your behavior today. |
| GREETING | I'm hoping this is one of your good days. |
| GREETING | Vegas doesn't need your |
