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| rdfs:label
| - DLC03 Vault118 JuliannaRiggs.txt
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| response
| - That's just silly, Detective. Why would I want to kill Mr. Parker?
- It's not me, Detective. Clearly you should be looking at that actor.
- Oh, well I don't really believe that. Mr. Parker wouldn't do such a thing, I'm sure.
- I'm Julianna Riggs. Heiress to the Riggs fortune and wife of Bert Riggs. I'm not sure what else you expected, Detective.
- If you ask me, it's one of those actors. Or that horrible painter. Their type is always the cause of violence.
- These are our things. We're just waiting till the war blows over so we can bring them back to the mansion.
- Yes, but not a real doctor. Robotics isn't an actual medical degree.
- A wise choice, Detective.
- Good job, Detective.
- Good luck catching the murderer, Detective.
- Have fun, dear!
- Hello Mr. Whiskers. Who's a pretty kitty?
- I'm glad you decided to come back, Detective.
- Oh it's you again. What do you want?
- Oh... of course. Silly me.
- I'm sick all the time, Detective. I don't have the strength to do such a thing.
- Well, Detective, that's quite the claim.
- Well, congratulations on catching up, Detective.
- Well, how is this going to go down?
- What was all that racket?
- What's going on? Did you catch the killer?
- You were so close, Detective.
- I'll wait here till you finish carrying things out, Detective.
- Oh well, it wasn't that big a deal really. He wanted more money to pay for repairs on the hotel.
- I wasn't feeling well that day and lashed out a bit at the poor man. I really should have listened to him more.
- {Forceful on the first no, but don't over do it.} No! No it's not that, I've just caught another cold. Probably something that got in when they sent Pearl out.
- Yes, I've been masqueraded as Julianna for some time now.
- {talking to your cat again, knowing full well that bert is standing right there.} Mr. Scruffy and I are going to rewrite the will, so he will get everything when I die because horrible Bert didn't believe me.
- Hello Detective. Did you have a question about the heinous murder?
- You're not a doctor, what would you even know about it. And besides, I think it may be malaria.
- I know when I'm getting sick, Bert. Now why don't you just wander off and play in your lab.
- Good. Perhaps you should rethink your investigation.
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| - 8(xsd:integer)
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- 15(xsd:integer)
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| - A
- A1a
- A2a
- A3a
- B1a
- X1a
- X1b
- X2a
- Y1a
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- X3a
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- 4(xsd:integer)
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| Before
| - Player Default: Never mind.
- Julianna: I know when I'm getting sick, Bert. Now why don't you just wander off and play in your lab.
- Player Default: Maybe you can give me a reason it couldn't be you.
- Bert: Julianna... Mr. Whiskers died last month. This is Scruffy, remember?
- Bert: First of all, I am a doctor.
- Player Default: Ezra? You're alive?
- Player Default: I think you're the real murderer.
- Player Default: I'm not sure yet.
- Player Default: Or should I say, Ezra?
- Player Default: Did you have any thoughts about the murder?
- Julianna: Mr. Scruffy and I are going to rewrite the will, so he will get everything when I die because horrible Bert didn't believe me.
- Player Default: I heard you had a big fight with Ezra a few days ago. Care to explain?
- Bert: Just let me have a look at the neural interface matrix and I'm sure I can clear that-
- Bert: Oh god, not this again. Last month you were convinced you had the measles...
- Bert: Secondly, I've told you time and again, you can't get sick inside the suit. It's not physically possible.
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| After
| - Julianna: What's it going to be, Detective. Join me in getting rich or die defending some outdated ideals?
- Bert: Julianna... Mr. Whiskers died last month. This is Scruffy, remember?
- Bert: Oh, god Julianna. Whatever. I'm going to the lab.
- Bert: First of all, I am a doctor.
- Julianna: It's a shame, I thought I could keep the ruse going a little longer. Ah well, had to end eventually I suppose.
- Player Default: I think you're the real murderer.
- Player Default: Ok, I'll let you go.
- Julianna: Mr. Scruffy and I are going to rewrite the will, so he will get everything when I die because horrible Bert didn't believe me.
- Bert: Just let me have a look at the neural interface matrix and I'm sure I can clear that-
- Player Default: Give it up, I know your secret Julianna.
- Bert: Oh god, not this again. Last month you were convinced you had the measles...
- Bert: Secondly, I've told you time and again, you can't get sick inside the suit. It's not physically possible.
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- 103792.0
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