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| - {Dismissive, then a little oily / Puzzled} Army? Isn't that some old world mumbo-jumbo? Whatever. So you got to see the inside, huh?
- {Turning back attention to PC, warming up the player a little. Punch "special". She's talking about sabotaging the rockets.} We need to sabotage those rockets. If they blow up that'll put those frickin' cannons offline. So if you find any ro
- {This is a goodbye line, pissed, she really is close to shooting the PC / Angry} Then screw you, asshole. You're lucky we don't gun you down.
- {Impatient} Davies, how long will it take to sabotage?
- {Dismissive, then a little oily / Puzzled} America? Isn't that some old world mumbo-jumbo? Whatever. So you got to see the inside, huh?
- Plug that turbopump thingy in the rocket. Then the fun begins.
- {A little shocked / Angry} You seriously want to help that idiot bolts-for-brains?
- {Uncomfortable / Apologetic} This is awkward. We had a vote... And we decided we're not gonna split the haul with you.
- {Annoyed} If Ironsides asks for a rocket part, give it to me first. We screw with the rockets and we should be able to take out those frickin' cannons.
- {Pissed, wants to shut him down quick / Irritated} You holding out on us, Davies? You got some magical way in there? This guy's got a free ticket aboard. So shut up.
- {Disappointed} That there is a power relay coil. Shit, nothing I can do with that.
- {Growing excited / Happy} Hey, what have we here? Davies. Davies?
- {Pleased with herself / Conspiratorial} That's the right call.
- {Very angry - letting Davies kill the PC} You son-of-a... Davies, you get your wish. Waste her.
- {Uncomfortable / Apologetic} Sorry, pal. I really am.
- {Neutral, then a little commanding / Suspicious} The guidance chip is in one of the filing cabinets inside. You better not renege on our deal.
- Frag 'em quick. The tubs gonna power up any minute.
- {Not happy about it either} We got no choice. We need him, Davies.
- {Pissed, wants to shut him down quick / Irritated} You holding out on us, Davies? You got some magical way in there? This lady's got a free ticket aboard. So shut up.
- {Explaining, some relief} Look, sorry, alright. It's just when you waltzed right onto the Constitution it pushed those assholes over the edge.
- {Trying to excuse his actions } Well, they were kind of with us. We're not really used to working together. It's not like anyone is in charge.
- {Frustration - greed at the end} Fine, don't tell me. But you got a look inside, right?
- {Disappointed} Might as well hand it over to the rust bucket. But if you find something else drop by here first.
- {Surprised / Irritated} You can't seriously be all right with that?
- Another one down?
- Screw that robot and come work with us. There's dozens more of us nearby. It's only a matter of time before we come out on top.
- {Hailing the PC from a short distance} Hey! Over here.
- C'mon out, asshole. I know you're out there.
- Can't believe I'm jumping at shadows.
- {She may be lying / Apologetic} For what it's worth, I voted against it.
- Find anything?
- Frag 'em quic. The tubs gonna power up any minute.
- Goddammit.
- Gotta be... somewhere.
- Hopefully they won't show their face again.
- I can't believe you worthless assholes lost 'em.
- I'm gonna find you and end you.
- I'm not standing here for my health.
- {Mixed feelings, uncomfortable / Apologetic} You're not making this easy. See we had a vote... And we decided we're not gonna split the haul with you.
- Is that... the best you got?
- {Sarcastic, then glimmers of greed / Irritated} Alright, forgive me for asking. But you got inside the ship, and you got to see it.
- Let me see...
- Let's get back to camp.
- Look everywhere. They gotta be close.
- Mother...
- Must've been nothing.
- Nice try.
- No, not like this.
- {Savoring screwing over the robot, chuckle at the end} You got any of the tin can's parts? Let's see if we can give him a little surprise. Heh.
- {Taunting} Way to turn down the chance of a lifetime, loser.
- Should've worked with us when you had the chance.
- So get out there and find those doo-dads.
- Someone find that asshole.
- There you are.
- This claim is ours.
- Thought you could hide from us?
- Time to die.
- {Apologetic} This is awkward. We had a vote... And we decided we're not gonna split the haul with you.
- {A little pleased, uncomfortable / Irritated} That attitude makes this a little easier. We had a vote and decided we're not splitting the haul with you.
- Wait. What's that?
- Where the hell are you?
- Will you guys stop dying.
- Would you guys stop dying on me.
- Yeah, that's what you get, asshole.
- You can't run forever, asshole!
- You hear that?
- You messed with the wrong outfit, asshole.
- You still thinking?
- You trying to jack my shit, assshole? Waste 'em!
- You're going down.
- You're on my turf now.
- {Irritated} Closest we ever got to screwing him over is grabbing their guidance chip. And if we tinker with that then who knows where the ship'll land if it takes off.
- {Said with a little sorrow / Apologetic} They also voted to have you dealt with. Permanently. Can't have you disputing our claim later. So here's the part where you die.
- {Sigh of relief at the beginning, trying to explain / Relieved} Thanks. A lot of those assholes were already on edge. You waltzing right into the Constitution just pushed them over.
- {Disappointed} Keep looking. There's gotta be something we can sabotage.
- {Mocking the robot, asks the question with some heat / Irritated} What do you think the tin can's going to pay you? Maybe some frickin' doubloons. Stick with us and you'll be rolling in caps. So you in or out?
- {Guesses, pretty sure she's right - then adamant} Let me guess, he wants his computer chip back, right? Well, too bad. It's our salvage now.
- {Confused / Happy} What the hell is this? I never even seen a metal like this.
- {Taunting} Soon we'll own that ship. And you, asshole, won't get nothing.
- {Duh? Then explains, then greedy dreamy} Well, yeah. We could keep Diamond City in parts for months with all them gizmos. We'd never have to scrounge in the gutter again.
- {Annoyed} Well, that's too bad. It's our salvage now.
- {Greedy curiousity overcomes her pleading} How did you get aboard, anyway? We thought you were gonna get cratered for sure.
- {Happy, things are coming together / SinisterSmile} Here you go. Once Ironsides has all his parts, get off the ship. We'll meet up and watch the rockets blow together.
- {Trying to brush it off, but this really could be a problem / Worried} Power systems? That won't do nothing.
- {Glibly offering theories, emphasizes "that's" - greed / Puzzled} No one knows. Maybe a bomb. Maybe to launch himself into space. Who cares? It's valuable as hell, that's what matters.
- {Shooing away a pest} This is our claim. Clear out, civvy.
- {Almost want to fight} Get the hell out, asshole.
- {Annoyed / Suspicious} Trust is a two way street.
- {Annoyed} That won't work.
- {Annoyed} Then why are you wasting my time?
- {Annoyed} Well work faster.
- {Annoyed} Well, hurry up already.
- {Awkward} It gets worse.
- {Firm} Keep bringing them gizmos to me.
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