Fallout New Vegas: Ultimate Edition



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"Acceptable casualties," I've been told. I don't like it, but the brass has their reasons.
"Demands NCR's immediate withdrawal..." {Building anger}Withdrawal? Like fucking {emph}hell we're withdrawing... we just held the dam, we didn't do it to let it go!
"For?" No, not exactly. It was a long time ago. Things are a lot different these days, and those days are way behind me.
"Fuck off, ass-breath!" You've already heard my spiel - you really gotta go see Hadrian!
"General Wait-and-see," he called him.
"How about a drink?" How about a {emph}couple, is what you mean.
"I ain't given to relying on others for support."
"I ain't given to relying on others for support."
"I ain't given to relying on others for support."
"I ain't given to relying on others for support."
"I ain't given to relying on others for support."
"I bet you could stop gambling!" {laugh}See Billy Knight, King of the One-Liners, LIVE at the Aces Theater! "I had amnesia once - I think!"{laugh}
"I charge in to deal with my problems head-on."
"I charge in to deal with my problems head-on."
"I charge in to deal with my problems head-on."
"I charge in to deal with my problems head-on."
"I charge in to deal with my problems head-on."
"I'm always fixing to be the center of attention."
"I'm always fixing to be the center of attention."
"I'm always fixing to be the center of attention."
"I'm always fixing to be the center of attention."
"I'm always fixing to be the center of attention."
"I'm slow to embrace new ideas."
"I'm slow to embrace new ideas."
"I'm slow to embrace new ideas."
"I'm slow to embrace new ideas."
"I'm slow to embrace new ideas."
"Jean-Baptiste?" Sounds like someone got knocked out of the good book so hard his name broke.
"Knowledge is power," but to what end for Henry, I have no idea. The problem was what mattered to him, not its practical impact.
"Nowhere's" a strange place to get an idea like that.
"Pull my finger, {puh-leeze}please!"
"Robbed" is such an ugly word. It's more like I took care of a payroll problem for him.
"The Free Economic Zone of New Vegas..." What the {emph}hell does that mean?! {Angry at end}Oh, wait, here we go.
"The last thing you never see."
"The Street" - Vegas Boulevard.
"To protect against all forms of tyranny." As simple as that. Thirty, forty years ago, the wasteland was full of despots.
"Who wants to hear songs that make you wanna cry?" I try to tell them. But hey, they don't pay me to ask questions.
"You may have missed an ant or two?" Get back down there and finish those ants off!
'Benny'? Fancy-pant's name is Benny? {short laugh}No, but I reckon that 'Bunny' hopped his way back to New Vegas.
'Cause it's clean. The crops taste funny if you don't use clean water, but the NCR won't give us any and it's too expensive to buy.
'Cause that's the law of the land. You never know when someone's going to stab you in the back... and I like mine{slight emphasis in "upright." The punch-line} upright.
'Cause they know I ain't just barking here. What I say's got bite, 'cause it's the truth.
'Course you didn't. 'Cause they crossed paths with Little Buster. Bam! Dead, finished, over.
'Course, seems a lot less remote since you showed up. Plus I haven't been able to get my radio working, and a safehouse's no good without one.
'Course, seems a lot less remote since you showed up. Plus I haven't been able to get my radio working, and a safehouse's no good without one.
'Til our trails cross again, pardner.
'Til then, we'll man the towers and keep an eye on the Fiends. We've had more than our share of trouble from their direction.
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For me? Do you mean it? No, it's too much! Well, okay. But it's too much! It's perfect. Thank you. Thank you.
For me? Do you mean it? No, no, it's too much! Well, okay. But it's too much! It's perfect. Thank you. Thank you.
You're pushing your luck. Here. I have a few copies on me. This better be good enough.
All right, all right, you just hang on to the bar here... that's it.
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.
Yeah. I'm with you there.
Boss, if you just ask, I'll hand it to you. Probably.
No. No, boss, I'm, a prisoner of the crazy Super Mutant with the wig and the glasses. I was kind of hoping you were here to set me free.
Ain't nobody got one darned piece of news about my boy? Not one lousy speck of information?
Dang it. I could've used one of those.
Figures.
Goddamn it. It's like I'm being toyed with.
He always does what he feels is right. Usually that's a great quality.
He means well.
Nah, that'd be too far, even for those guys.
A scum-humping water baron did this to me. No one trash-talks the eye.
My eye? A scum-humping water baron did this to me. No one talks trash about my eye.
*Gasp!* Murder!
*Hurt*!
*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?
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... Huh?
... I can't do it, I can't. She deserves it, and worse, but I can't hurt my own mother!
... I... I was blind to what was happening in my own family. We don't have much, but please take this.
... That- that- that son of a bitch! I'll take the money and I'll kill him too!
...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.
...and I don't think you want to go in front of a firing squad either. You take care of this, my entire stock is available to you.
...and they can keep their freedom. If you find they aren't amenable to this offer, destroy them.
...as long as a woman like the Courier was holding the cards.
...as long as someone like the Courier was holding the cards.
...Aw, who am I fooling? I'm trapped. Name's Harland. Pleased to meet you.
...drove the raiders off. No casualties. In the meantime-
...from a basically nomadic army to a standing military force that protects its citizens, {finality}and the power of its dictator.
...it's done. We can rest easy.
...must be his pet, or some shit. Doesn't let anybody near that Brahmin. Somebody puts a bullet in her, I bet that'd piss him off good.
...only to be done in by a mail carrier with a grandiosity complex.
...orchards of trees, their branches weighed halfway to the ground, hung with fat, ripe oranges. A harvest that could feed a city... or a nation.
...Really? Wow, it never occurred to me to actually give the money away. Do people really do things like that?
...that's strange. The system says that the files were accessed recently, and copied to an external source.
...then you bring your second unit up to provide covering fire, like so...
...There, I think you've got the hang of it now. You should be able to use any type of power armor you come across using what you just learned.
...There, I think you've got the knack of it now. You should now be able to wear any kind of power armor you come across.
...they've marked another spot. Over here, along this stretch. That's fucked up - middle of nowhere.
...which inherently contains, or creates, its opposite - an antithesis. Thesis and antithesis. The conflict is inevitable.
...{breathe through nostrils for several seconds}
10 of Spades is the greenest of the bunch, but he's a farmboy, like me. Shooting's in his blood.
10 of Spades really ought to keep his mouth shut, but he's right. There were a lot of things in my past I just couldn't leave behind.
10 wants to blame himself, I can't stop him. He'll work it through on his own.
100 years, and my colony ships will be heading for the stars, to search for planets unpolluted by the wrath and folly of a bygone generation.
1st Recon transferred to Forlorn Hope
200 caps would get me started.
3 casinos here - Ultra-Luxe, Gomorrah, and the Tops. {Beat, afterthought}and, the Lucky 38.
3, 2, 1, contact!
300 caps and I'll stop selling to them. Otherwise, it is just too much fun watching them spiral downward.
375 caps and it's yours.
5... 4... 3... 2... 1!
5... 4... 3... 2... 1!
500 caps and it's yours.
500 caps was the amount requested.
500 caps would go a long way for some soldier's families.
A battle is about to be fought out there, to come here requesting our men to give up their armor is insane.
A beautiful thing. Saved a little blast powder here, hid a makeshift weapon there, and one day I orchestrated a little symphony for the NCR.
A big congratulations to a young band of soldiers who shattered NCR records on a combat readiness evaluation at Camp Golf. Go get 'em, guys!
A bomb on the President's vertibird? Only a limited number of people had access to the vertibird.
A bomber was a flying contraption that could drop explosives down on anything it flew over. But anyway, moving on...
A bottle cap press is a whole other threat. We can't have anyone devaluing our currency by mass producing new bottle caps.
A break's better than a shot - less chance of lead poisoning. Hey, if you know any gigs hiring, I'll work cheap. Real cheap. I'll take peanuts!
A bunch of closed-minded bullshit.
A bunch of degenerate slavers, led by a madman who calls himself Caesar. Every one of them is a barbarian to the last.
A bunch of people would be willing to side with the Legion to not have to worry about Fiends and Boomers and Powder Ganger attacks.
A bunch of shut-ins who scorn outsiders and hold technology over them. Gee, where have I heard that one before?
A bunch of units just got mobilized to Hoover Dam. This is the big one, isn't it?
A cannibalism problem? Really? I'm so glad you weren't eaten!
A client's got a right to privacy. So it'll cost 200 caps for me to tell you all about it.
A codeword comes up repeatedly in the papers I've looked through here. ARCHIMEDES.
A common enough problem here in Freeside.
A couple of Radscorpions, those two. Gloria is the stable one, but she'd slit your throat if there's a profit in it.
A couple of us started a pool trying to guess what you've going to do next.
A couple of years ago they tried to take over Hoover Dam, but the NCR beat them back. The NCR didn't - or couldn't - finish the job, though.
A courier, a doctor, and cybernetic dog. After we deal with this whole "imminent conquest of New Vegas" problem we should open an act at the Tops.




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