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| - {angry that your husband didn't mention that the sword he hired you to retrieve was stolen by their son. trying to remain calm, but still seething. / Angry} Abraham... Oooh I am gonna wring his neck.
- {Quiet, but still clearly angry at Abraham / Conspiratorial} The two of them were at it again and Jake must have taken off to that Ironworks like he was going on about.
- {Dismissive} I'm sure they've got another couple of months on 'em at least.
- {Accusing} Don't you play coy with me, husband. There ain't been any traders by here with that much scrap, not lately.
- {Nervous} Yeah, my youngest, Jake. I guess I shouldn't call him a boy though. That's probably part of the problem.
- {Tormented} How could we let it happen? How could we fail our own son so completely?
- {Dismissive} Why? The ones you got on don't look so bad.
- {Annoyed} Really? If I had to stop and ask about every piece of scrap you left laying around, I'd need a week just to tidy up the house!
- Another time, maybe.
- You know the rule. Anything that ain't on the workbench is fair game when I'm cleaning.
- Great, here's your caps.
- I put them back in your junk pile, dear.
- I'll make it worth your while. Here you go.
- Took me an hour to stop crying over it.
- Two caps an ear. So, what do you say?
- That's why we made that rule in the first place. And I might remind you, Abraham Lowell Finch, that you agreed to it!
- {Stern} I have watched you two go at it for years and tried to let you sort it out for yourselves.
- {Resigned} Well, I'll see what we've got. It ain't much, but it might be enough.
- {Relieved} Jake, your father and I have been out there and we know it can be dangerous. We just want to make sure you are prepared.
- I found that busted-up old radio you gave Jake for his twelfth birthday.
- {Defiant} Abraham, your son is a grown man and if you expect him to act like one then you'd better stop treating him like a child.
- {Nagging mom} That Abernathy girl is nice enough, even if her mother's a witch. And there's that girl at Warwick... What's her name? Joanie?
- {Stern} There. It's over. And if I hear another word about it from either of you, so help me...
- {Accusing} Are my eyes playing tricks on me, or did that scrap heap of yours get about ten pieces of junk larger since last week?
- {Annoyed} Hmph. I'll believe it when I see it.
- {Disgust} Abraham Francis Finch that is enough!
- {Irritated} Yeah, that sounds like Abe.
- {Nagging wife} Oh, why do I even bother.
- {A nagging wife} Abraham Finch, just how big do you plan to let that junk pile of yours get?
- {Disapproving} When that happens, it's ain't just going to be you that suffers, it's going to be all of us.
- {Nagging mother} Then you need a farm girl. There's plenty out there, you know.
- {Accusing} How many times have I told you about sneakin' around in that salvage yard at night?
- {Disapproving} One of these days, you're going to find out that you aren't half as clever as you think you are.
- {Reassuring} Well don't you worry, son. There's someone out there for you.
- {Angry} Shut up Jake. If I hear anything out of either of you, you'll both be peeling potatoes for the next year.
- What I want to know is, how big is too big? Because I'm thinking it's too big already.
- {Quiet and conspiratorial, but very obvious that she is totally pissed off. / Conspiratorial} Don't bring it up to Abraham, but if you find my boy, you bring him home. I'll get the two of them sorted out.
- {Nagging wife} That's what you said last year, when your pile was half that big.
- {Relieved} Well, at least he mentioned him. That's a good sign.
- {Playful sarcasm} Well maybe they're just showin' their appreciation for all the hard work you do.
- If those gunners catch you stealin' their metal, you know what they'll do.
- {Tormented} I just don't see how I'll ever be able to forgive myself.
- {Pestering mom talking to her son} One of these days, we need to find you a good woman, Daniel.
- {Worried} Abraham, what's going on? Is that my boy come home?
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| Before
| - Player Default: Not right now.
- Abraham: Fine, fine. I'll get to moving it when my day ain't filled from sun-up to sun-down with all the other work that goes on around here.
- Daniel: We got enough caps to get me a new pair of boots?
- Player Default: I wasn't listening that closely to his rambling.
- Player Default: Well, at least he mentioned him. That's a good sign.
- Daniel: The women of the Commonwealth ain't exactly lining up to be farmer's wives.
- Abraham: What uh... what makes you think that, sweetheart?
- Daniel: Janey. And she's too young for me. And Lucy Abernathy's only got eyes for Hawthorne in Diamond City.
- Abraham: Where'd you put those fusion cells I set out the other day?
- Abraham: Alright, alright! I get the point, woman.
- Abraham: Oh, Abbey...
- Jake: Here goes nothing.
- Jake: I didn't- I don't want to hurt anybody.
- Player Default: How much did you say?
- Player Default: Maybe another time.
- Player Default: Yeah, here you go.
- Player Default: You mean Jake?
- Abraham: Even if they do spot me, they couldn't catch me. I'm just too smart for 'em.
- Daniel: The soles are coming off. Sometimes they flap so bad when I walk, it sounds like someone's clapping at me.
- Player Default: He did mention that Jake stole his sword and joined The Forged.
- Abraham: I had to dig around in that pile for two hours straight to find those damn things!
- Abraham: I know it's hard, but we can't go on blaming ourselves.
- Daniel: That's very funny, but I'm being serious here. I might as well go barefoot for all the trouble these things cause me.
- Abraham: Woman, I must've told you a dozen times by now, if it gets too big, I'll start a new pile down by the razorgrain patch.
- Abraham: I don't care what you thought. I told you-
- Player Default: Not really. He mentioned him but said that Jake was dead to him.
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| After
| - Daniel: What? Jake's back? Oh thank god.
- Jake: Mama it-
- Abraham: Fine, fine. I'll get to moving it when my day ain't filled from sun-up to sun-down with all the other work that goes on around here.
- Abraham: Well couldn't you have asked me first, woman?
- Abraham: What uh... what makes you think that, sweetheart?
- Daniel: Janey. And she's too young for me. And Lucy Abernathy's only got eyes for Hawthorne in Diamond City.
- Abraham: That's enough, now. I haven't been caught yet, and I ain't going to be.
- Abraham: Alright, alright! I get the point, woman.
- Abraham: I know, Abbey. I know.
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