Springs: Moxxi said you're after some military AI. Big soz, but your best bet's a mate of mine, a little ankle-biter by the name of Pickle. Lives in the Outlands. He's almost impossible to reach, mind, but I can help with that. Take this scrambler. Springs: Now, then -- I'll upload coordinates of an old Dahl garage to your ECHO. Get goin', I'll explain on the way! Springs: I forgot about that door! Combo's 8-0-0-8 -- don't ask me how I know. At least the place still has power! Springs: Yeah, that's it! Now just order yourself up a Stingray! Lilith: Pretty good deal. Why didn't you take it?