| # | SCENE | DIALOGUE BEFORE | RESPONSE TEXT | DIALOGUE AFTER | ABXY |
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| 1 | - | | {working as a janitor in a hotel} I just clean up around here. | | |
| 2 | | {working as a janitor in a hotel} This place ain't what it used to be, and it ain't used to be much... | | |
| 3 | | {working as a janitor in a hotel} Just trying to clean up... | | |
| 4 | | {there was a nuclear explosion at an old university campus} You see that big explosion? Over at CIT? They say that's where the Institute got started... | | |
| 5 | | {you just saw the Brotherhood Airship explode in the sky about an hour ago / Impressed} Now that was some fireworks show! Teach those Brotherhood bastards not to step into this Commonwealth... | | |
| 6 | | {Brotherhood of Steel just showed up in a big airship announcing they come in peace} Whoever this Brotherhood of Steel is, I'm not buying that "we come in peace" malarkey. | | |
| 7 | | {player is wearing the Silver Shroud outfit} That a Silver Shroud costume? Hey, uh, no judgments, but ain't that a kids' show? | | |
| 8 | | {Puzzled} What? Another one of you mercs looking for MacCready? He's in the backroom. | | |
| 9 | | {in a bar, listening to a jazz singer} God, I love this song... | | |
| 10 | | {player is wearing power armor, emphasize "that" and "armor"} Whoa. Now that is some armor. Check out those hydraulics... | | |
| 11 | | Vault suit, huh? Hell yeah. | | |
| 12 | | {in a bar, listening to a jazz singer} Magnolia can really sing. Only reason I come here. That, and to get wasted. | | |
| 13 | | Looks like we got another freak just won't fit anywhere else. | | |
| 14 | | Buddy, I need to be a lot more high or a lot more drunk to be bothered right now. | | |
| 15 | | Lady, I need to be a lot more high or a lot more drunk to be bothered right now. | | |
| 16 | | {sarcastic, player is wearing the Silver Shroud costume} Hey, Silver Shroud. Come on, tell me your secret identity. I won't tell anyone. He he. | | |
| 17 | | Sweet Pip-Boy, brother. You hold onto that. | | |
| 18 | | Sweet Pip-Boy, sister. You hold onto that. | | |
| 19 | | Running from something? Welcome home. | | |
| 20 | | {Kill or Be Killed is a local weapon store} Ever been to Kill or Be Killed? Some fine looking weapons. | | |
| 21 | | Hell of a load you're carrying. Better sell some to Daisy before someone swipes it. | | |
| 22 | | Need a place to stay? Try Hotel Rexford. | | |
| 23 | | What, you need somethin' to take the edge off? Fred Allen. Hotel Rexford. He'll hook you up. | | |
| 24 | | What, you dry? Head over to The Third Rail. | | |
| 25 | | Better keep your iron strapped on. Friendly advice. | | |
| 26 | | You step through the gate, you got balls. | | |
| 27 | | You're blocking my light, man. Heh heh heh. | | |
| 28 | | You're blocking my light, doll. Heh heh heh. | | |
| 29 | | Smell that? That's freedom. | | |
| 30 | | Stay free, man. | | |
| 31 | | Stay free, sister. | | |
| 32 | | Huh? Don't have no handouts. | | |
| 33 | | Peace, sister. | | |
| 34 | | Peace, brother. | | |
| 35 | | Hey. | | |
| 36 | | Yeah? | | |
