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- {Happy} You know, things are looking up! I can feel it this time!
- {player convinced you to return to Sanctuary Hills and promised to visit / Happy} You came to visit! I... I almost thought you wouldn't...
- {Nervous} Okay. I'll head over there right now. You promise you'll come visit, right? I'll see you there!
- {Angry} Yeah, right. You'll ditch me there, and then it's me and that crazy robot of yours talking about those fucking hedges again for a year.
- {Confident} I'll take that job, and I'll show you what a fully accredited Vault-Tec Representative can really do!
- {bitter} Can't believe you made it into the vault. I was Vault-Tec. They just left me there to die!
- {Grateful} You do? Well that's... that's great! I won't let you down!
- {breaking down / Depressed} You know... you're the only other person I met from... before. I... uh... I...
- Got nothing to say, huh? HUH?
- Oh sure, just stand and stare at the freak...
- {Angry} After the bombs fells, and I came to, that bucket of bolts was still there! Trimming those fucking hedges like nothing had happened.
- {quoting the vault-tec sales pitch at the end in excitement / Happy} You know what? Since we talked, I'm feeling swell! Look at the two of us, here in Sanctuary. "Prepared for the future!"
- {Depressed} They didn't tell me much. Vault-Tec. Just to make sure everyone filled out their forms. I was supposed to win a pack of steak knives...
- {Angry} I AM Vault-Tec! Twenty years of loyal service and now look at me. I wasn't on the list.
- {Angry} Well, I had to get to the future the hard way. Living through the... filth! The.. decay! And the bloodshed!
- {imitating a Mister Handy, sarcastic / Sarcastic} Welcome to our happy home, sir. Can I get you a drink? Cheerio!
- {Angry} Look at me! I'm a Ghoul! A freak!
- {Sad} No... just... just leave me alone.
- {Sad} They just... left me there...
- {Surprised} Really? You... you will?
- {sarcastic / Angry} Oh... oh that's rich... Real funny. Well I don't get to laugh at what happened. Look at me! I'm a Ghoul! A freak!
- {excited about the possibility of having purpose again / Surprised} A job? F-for me? Really?
- {Disgust} What are you doing, yanking my chain again?
- {bitter} Can't believe you're still alive. Just my luck.
- {Angry} Radiation Surplus Mart that's what a Ghoul is! You think I'd be able to live this long on my own? The Rads did this to me.
- {Angry} You know if you heard that same "keep your chin up" shit for two centuries, you might feel a bit different. Just... just leave me alone.
- {Angry} Diamond City bigots don't allow Ghouls inside. It's just here or back at Sanctuary talking to that crazy robot of yours.
- {Grateful} Yes! Oh my god, this... this is the best thing to happen to me since... the worst thing to happen to me...
- {sarcastic / Angry} Oh... oh that's rich... Real funny. Just like that robot of yours.
- {Angry} You know, I've been hearing that exact sentence from people for two centuries. Fine. I'm leaving.
- {Angry} But you. Look at you. Two hundred years and you're still perfect! How? How's that possible?
- {Angry} What? You don't remember me? I sold you that space in the Vault! But then I wasn't on the list to get in.
- {bitter} You have no idea what it's been like scrounging around for two centuries with this ugly mug...
- {Angry} No... No it's not right. It's not fair! Do you know what I've been through these past 200 years? Look at me! I'm a Ghoul! A freak!
- {bitter} Look at you. Two centuries and your skin's as smooth as a baby...
- {player convinced you to return to Sanctuary Hills and you're on your way} You're going to come visit, right?
- {muttering to yourself} Can't believe it! Just look at you...
- {Angry} Just like that, over and over again. He was the only one still alive that I could talk to. A year went by before I couldn't take it anymore!
- {Surprised} What? Vault-Tec never told me that! Unbelieveable!
- {Angry} You mean crazy Kent and "nothing bothers me" Daisy? Yeah, there's a couple of us. But no one from the neighborhood. No one from Vault-Tec.
- {Irritated} Of all the things to bring up... No, no I'm not going to let that get to me anymore... it's in the past...
- {Angry} You're not fooling me. I sold you that space in the Vault, remember? But then I wasn't on the list to get in.
- {undeterred} Oh, no worries, sir. No worries at all! I'm not selling anything. Not today.
- {player is standing there not saying anything} Are you feeling all right, ma'am?
- {rehearsed, upbeat} Good morning! Vault-Tec calling!
- Need to make sure you're cleared for entrance, in the unforeseen event of *ahem*...total atomic annihilation.
- {agitated, scared, the bombs will be dropping any moment now, and you've just been denied entrance to the vault / Nervous} Are they letting YOU in? And not ME? Someone's going to hear about this!
- Of course. Of course! Minus your robot, naturally. In fact, you're already cleared for entrance. It's just a matter of verifying some information.
- Don't want there to be any hold ups, in the unforeseen event of *ahem*...total atomic annihilation. Won't take but a moment.
- A better future, underground. It's not only our mission - it's our passion.
- You can't begin to know how happy I am to finally speak with you. I've been trying for days. It's a matter of utmost urgency, I assure you.
- Oh, it has all the amenities of the modern home, I assure you. Not to mention total protection from nuclear radiation and hostile mutants.
- {emphasis: "Why we're about YOU, ma'am! And helping secure YOUR future."} Why we're about you, ma'am! And helping secure your future. You see, Vault-Tec is the foremost builder of state-of-the-art underground fallout shelters.
- Ha ha! That's the spirit. Now let's see...
- {undeterred} Oh, no worries, ma'am. No worries at all! I'm not selling anything. Not today.
- {lower voice a bit, speaking confidentially} If you'll excuse my language. The big kaboom is... it's inevitable, I'm afraid. And coming sooner than you may think. If you catch my meaning.
- {changing this line from "your service to our community" to "your family's service to our country" } I'm here today to tell you that because of your family's service to our country, you have been pre-selected for entrance into the local Vaul
- Nice to find you ma'am!
- Nice to find you sir!
- Oh, *nervous cough* you do...
- Oh, me too! You have no idea...
- Oh, it is. Believe you me. Now, you're already cleared for entrance, in the unforeseen event of *ahem*...total atomic annihilation.
- So you are, so you are.
- Splendid, splendid! Now let's see...
- Splendid, splendid. Let's get to it.
- Yes! Right! Just like insurance. So let's get to it.
- Just to need to get this pesky info all squared away!
- Why nothing less than your entire future! If you haven't noticed, ma'am, this country has gone to heck in a hand basket.
- Won't take but a moment! We do need to verify some information. To make sure you're cleared for entrance, in the unforeseen event of *ahem*...total atomic annihilation.
- {clearing your throat before delivering your news} Isn't it? Just look at the sky out there! *clears throat*
- {player is standing there not saying anything} Uh...Hello?
- {Irritated} I'm going in. You can't stop me.
- {Irritated} That's absurd. I AM Vault-Tec!
- {running off / Irritated} I'm reporting this!
- I just need to verify some information. That's all!
- Oh of course, of course. This won't take but a moment. It's just a matter of verifying some information.
- {player is standing there not saying anything} I'm in a bit of a rush...
- {emphasis: "Why we're about YOU, sir! And helping secure YOUR future."} Why we're about you, sir! And helping secure your future. You see, Vault-Tec is the foremost builder of state-of-the-art underground fallout shelters.
- {player is standing there not saying anything} Are you feeling all right, sir?
- {changing this line from "your service to our community" to "your family's service to our country"} I'm here today to tell you that because of your family's service to our country, you have been pre-selected for entrance into the local Vault
- {friendly, then nervous talking about time, like you know something bad is happening soon} Now, I know you're a busy fellow, so I won't take up much of your time. Time being a, um, precious commodity...
- {soldier starts spinning up a Minigun / Nervous} Whooooa! Okay!
- Why nothing less than your entire future! If you haven't noticed, sir, this country has gone to heck in a hand basket.
- Vaults, if you will. Luxury accommodations, where you can wait out the horrors of nuclear devastation.
- {writing down the player's info, so stretch the line a bit, then eager to get going. voice trails off at end because you're walking away} Wonderful! That's... everything... Just gonna walk this over to the Vault! Congratulations on being pre
- {player is standing there not saying anything} Not going to take much of your time...
- {friendly, then nervous when talking about time} Now, I know you're a busy woman, so I won't take up much of your time. Time being a, um, precious commodity...
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