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- {the paper girl is screaming at the top of her lungs about the Synth threat} Paper puts on quite a show, huh?
- {inside the chapel} Feel free to come and go as you need.
- {Puzzled} Well, that depends. I suppose I should say this chapel really belongs to God.
- {Amused} I guess we are a little different. Most settlements in the Commonwealth don't have people yelling at the top of their lungs about the Institute.
- {Sad} I'm afraid missing people don't get found in Diamond City. God seems to have turned a blind eye to them.
- People here are searching for something more than just getting by. They built a school, shops, the power plant, and even this chapel.
- {inside the chapel} We're the silent vigil types around here. Don't do too many sermons.
- {Concerned} Well, I don't want you to get your hopes up, but there is someone who might be able to help.
- {Danny Sullivan dies from his wounds / Irritated} A man has just died. Don't just stand there and gawk.
- His office is down a few alleys further in the city. Big sign out front. Best of luck to you.
- {just performed a wedding for a man and his loving robot} Been awhile since we had a wedding. Man and a robot... Strange... But I don't think God will mind.
- {Thinking} You know the story of the Good Samaritan? Helps a man, even though he has no reason to?
- {chuckling a bit / Question} Aren't we all, son? But, I'm guessing you're looking for something more specific?
- {Stern} Look, I don't know what life was like before you ended up here, but we work together in this city. So you might to rethink that attitude.
- {inside the chapel} Go ahead and sit anywhere you like.
- {Somber} At least inside these walls, you don't have to worry about the Raider.
- Good to see someone new in the chapel. Diamond City treating you all right?
- {Concerned} Your boy's gone missing? That's terrible.
- I understand if you're upset, but trust me. Nick Valentine's never given up on helping people. That's saying a lot in the Commonwealth.
- Feel free to make yourself at home.
- Go right ahead.
- Got your tongue-tied?
- Hope you're well.
- I guess she does.
- I should head back inside. You take care.
- {the paper girl is screaming at the top of her lungs about the Synth threat} Some show, right?
- {Worried} But now, the Institute makes synths that have real hair, skin, and organs. They can make them look like anyone, and you can imagine what kind of power that could bring.
- Stay safe.
- Stay straight, now.
- Take care now. I hope Nick can help you.
- Take care of yourself, now.
- The Mayor has a lot to answer for.
- The chapel's always open if you need us.
- Welcome.
- You all right?
- You keep out of trouble, now.
- You need any help?
- {tending to Danny Sullivan, who is lying down, Doctor Sun pronounced SUHN / Worried} Don't just stand there. Get Doctor Sun.
- {Thinking} Well, they built the synths, and instead of stepping back and solemnly pondering if machines could have souls, they went straight to replacing people with them.
- {Concerned} Back again? I'm sorry folks here have turned a blind eye to the missing. It's all this talk of the Institute. The fear gets to them.
- {Puzzled} I suppose a sense a humor is a sign of resilience, so whatever you need to get by.
- {Concerned} Diamond City is full of people trying to build a better life. I just don't want them to forget what makes them human while they're at it.
- {Sad} And with all the fear of the Institute in people's hearts, they've turned a blind eye as well.
- {Concerned} Anyway, don't let it get to you. Life here is still a hell of a lot safer than out there in the Commonwealth.
- {tending to Danny Sullivan, who is lying down / Worried} He needs a doctor.
- {offended but polite / Apologetic} Didn't mean to pry. You have a good one.
- {Sad} Danny Sullivan died right in front of me. That boy deserved better...
- {not sure what to make of the player's bravado / Puzzled} That right? Huh.
- {Apologetic} Sorry I couldn't help you.
- {Concerned} A baby boy? Really?
- {Concerned} Don't let that happen to you.
- {Question} What about you? What brings you here?
- {pray over Danny's dead body / Sad} Almighty. Give this man's soul peace...
- {Concerned} You're not alone. A lot of people in this city have lost loved ones. The weight of all those missing have broken their spirits.
- {Thinking} Folks are afraid of going to bed at night, wondering if the Institute is going to switch them with a double. Or if the loved one they went to sleep next to is going to be different when they wake up.
- You're welcome. Hope folks are taking well to you. I know it can be rough, being from the outside.
- {tending to Danny Sullivan, who is lying down / Worried} We don't have much time. He looks bad.
- {Mayor McDonough revealed to be a Synth and is dead or gone} You did good getting rid of McDonough. People are gonna have to learn to trust again, but those wounds will heal.
- {Concerned} Nick Valentine. He's a detective. Saved a lot of lives over the years, but... so many more stay missing, and trouble has a habit of sticking to him.
- {Depressed} Hate it when they bring up the Institute. Ain't like folks aren't already scared of 'em.
- {player asks about Synths / Worried} Well, at first they were machines. The early models still roam the Commonwealth. Sometimes, they destroy a whole town, and take what's left somewhere only God knows.
- {Concerned} Well, I suppose you could say that Nick Valentine is living that parable out.
- {Concerned} For your sake, I hope things aren't always just "well enough." We take pride in making things a little better each day. Could be the same for you.
- {Depressed} But they're just a fact of life around here. Someone gets taken by the Institute, or gets killed by a Raider. Which is worse?
- {Concerned} Honestly? I don't recommend thinking about it. Nothing you can do about the Institute. No one's knows where they are, anyway.
- Hello again. What brings you to the great, green jewel?
- Fair enough. Just warning you, when the paper talks about the Institute, folks get jumpy.
- {presiding over a wedding / Happy} Then by the power invested in me, I pronounce you man and wife!
- Nick Valentine's office is down some alleyways. Big neon sign with a heart in it. I hope he can help you.
- {annoyed, stern but polite like a preacher or schoolmaster} Well, it's here for you all the same, if you ever come around.
- {inside the chapel} We're always open. Anytime you need to sit and talk to whoever you think is up there.
- {Danny falls over, dead from his wounds / Afraid} Sullivan? Sullivan!
- {player helped Danny Sullivan } Thank you. God willing, he'll make a full recovery.
- Came on this place a while back. Didn't intend to stay at first, but I felt something here. A good feeling.
- {Question} So what brings you to the great, green jewel?
- {Question} Gone missing? Who is it? Friend? Relative?
- {you recently talked to the player outside the chapel as he came in} Oh, it's you. Glad to see you stopped by the chapel. You holding up?
- {offended but polite / Apologetic} All right. I'm sorry. You have a good one.
- {yelling at bystanders who aren't doing anything while Danny is dying / Angry} You can stop standing around! Someone get a doctor!
- {Question} Ever heard of the boogeyman? Shadowy monster that takes people in the night? Well, that's the Institute.
- {chuckling a bit / Question} Aren't we all? But, I'm guessing you're looking for something more specific?
- {Concerned} I'm so sorry, miss. I can't imagine what kind of pain you're going through.
- {Irritated} Well, folks are already plenty scared of the Institute, but that doesn't stop the paper from talking about them every chance they get.
- But since I never get around to deciding which God in particular, I guess you could say it belongs to all of them.
- As long as you believe in something, you're welcome.
- {to yourself / Worried} The Mayor working for the Institute. God help us...
- {Friendly} Now if you ever need a quiet place to sit down and ponder the Almighty, in whatever form strikes your fancy, we're always open.
- {Danny Sullivan, the friendly gate guard, is lying on the ground bleeding from a gunshot wound / Afraid} Hold on, Sullivan! Just make God wait a little longer...
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