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| - DLC03 Vault118 KeithMcKinney.txt
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| - 6.31152E9
- What the hell is wrong with you?
- {Unsure about the line, you actually flubbed it} Then we'll make our stand here. I- I've got a gun for each of us.
- What the hell do you think you're doing? This is a crime scene!
- Oh god, I don't know. When we first met him he was just so mysterious and exciting. It seemed like he had been everywhere and done everything.
- I convinced Gilda that we should invest in the hotel so I could stay close to him, but he never seemed to realize how I felt.
- You think I'm stupid? I saw the way he looked at you. You gonna tell me that's nothin'?
- We went over this before, Detective. There's no motive.
- It's obviously Santiago. He keeps going back to look at the crime scene.
- Forget it, I can't do this right now.
- God, this is terrible.
- God. Why can't I ever get that line.
- Is everyone alright?
- Well, I- I don't know Detective. Maybe it's Gilda's...
- This is bullshit, you can't just convict me with out motive!
- No, you won't Detective, because there isn't one.
- {A little bit of tension. You are in love with someone else, but never actually acted on it. But you can't really fault her even if it does bother you} It doesn't matter if it bothers me, Detective. Gilda is her own woman, and she is going t
- Of course. Anything to help.
- Okay, just let me know how I can help.
- I couldn't stand by like some pasty faced Percy while he put the moves on my best girl.
- Our friend is dead Mr. Avida! Have you no respect?
- {Nervous and a bit exasperated} Someone is clearly trying to frame me for the murder. It's probably Santiago, you saw him skulking around the crime scene.
- That's what this is to you? You're sick...
- You're not the law, you're a dead man!
- What? That makes no sense at all, what motive would I possibly have to kill Ezra?
- Come away with me. Let's leave this dark hole of a city behind. We can be in Buenos Aires by tomorrow.
- {Angry but holding back.} Fine.
- I- I would never harm Ezra, Detective. I was... in love with him.
- {restrained anger} Fine. Ask your questions.
- Well, as you probably know, I'm an actor. I don't like to brag about it, but my last picture, The Fighting Furies, did top the box office.
- Did you decide to actually investigate this crime instead of railroading me?
- I mean we spent time together. Going hunting, having drinks, talking about his plans for the hotel.
- I- I don't have to justify myself to you. There's no motive and you know it.
- That's ridiculous, I don't care who Gilda sees. You aren't going to pin this on me!
- Maybe try actually investigating before you go throwing around accusations, Detective.
- Why is the door open? Did you catch the killer yet?
- I- I should never have written it. I just couldn't take it any longer...
- {Seem nervous. you aren't the killer, but this certainly looks bad.} That's odd. I don't really know where that could have gone.
- Hello Detective. How can I help? Did you have questions about the case?
- Hm? Oh, we were just rehearsing a scene. Nothing to worry about.
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- 432000.0
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| scene
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| Before
| - Player Default: Never mind.
- Player Default: The motive doesn't matter. All the clues point to you.
- Player Default: Maybe you can give me a reason it couldn't be you.
- Player Default: Did you have any thoughts about the murder?
- Santiago: Ezra, you've outdone yourself. Oh, this is your finest work! There is more emotion in his death than most have in their entire lives!
- Player Default: I think you're the murderer. The brain enclosure was smashed in and your bat was at the scene of the crime.
- Player Default: It looks like the baseball bat from your movie is missing.
- Player Default: You thought Gilda was cheating on you with Ezra.
- Gilda: It wasn't like that, we were friends. He helped me out of a tight spot or two is all.
- Gilda: The line is, "Then we'll make our stand here. Two lovers, together, with a bullet for each of them."
- Santiago: I'm just saying that at least he had the decency to make a spectacle of it. There's nothing worse than a boring death.
- Gilda: Why'd you do it? Huh? He deserved better than that.
- Gilda: But now the law is on our tail, what are we going to do?
- Santiago: Do you not see it? The glory of the thing? The artistry?
- Gilda: Oh, I want to believe you, I do but... they'll never let us go.
- Player Default: That's ridiculous, I don't care who Gilda sees. You aren't going to pin this on me!
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| After
| - Receptionist: Excuse me...
- Receptionist: If I could just have your attention!
- Player Default: I think you're the murderer. The brain enclosure was smashed in and your bat was at the scene of the crime.
- Player Default: You thought Gilda was cheating on you with Ezra.
- Gilda: No, no, no, no, no!
- Keith: Forget it, I can't do this right now.
- Keith: You're not the law, you're a dead man!
- Gilda: It wasn't like that, we were friends. He helped me out of a tight spot or two is all.
- Santiago: I'm just saying that at least he had the decency to make a spectacle of it. There's nothing worse than a boring death.
- Gilda: But now the law is on our tail, what are we going to do?
- Santiago: Do you not see it? The glory of the thing? The artistry?
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